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visionofgideonn · 3 months
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Voglio stare in good times
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sorella-di-icaro · 2 years
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anonimi?
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reboot98 · 2 years
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Qualcuno/a che abbia voglia di parlare un po'?
Scrivo ai cuoricini. ❤️
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andi-the-cool-nerd · 1 month
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Rate the automatic qualifiers this year
ALRIGHT
1. Italy
2. Spain
3. France
4. UK
5. Sweden
6. Germany
Note: The Inbox is still open
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pequenopasso · 3 months
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A gente faz o que pode, no tempo e nas circunstâncias que pode, as vezes até mais 🧠
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cemeterything · 7 months
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my therapist told me to try to start separating my paranoid fears from my rational ones so every time i have a rational fear response to something i've started saying to myself "that's not paranoia that's just regular noia" which i'm aware is objectively an. insane thing to say
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happyheidi · 4 months
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Seeing as we’re not keeping with the regular programming here at happyheidi i I’d like to share this old “friend”:
A drawing I’m immensely proud of that I drew when I was at my lowest. It’s called ‘noia’ (used in Norwegian as slang for ‘paranoia’) because I was very much so at this time. My friends (and dad) thinks this is the scariest/creepiest - and best drawing I’ve made as it really captures the spirit of feeling paranoid and I’m really proud that I managed to draw this simple little thing that actually matters a lot to me, and still have, over 5 yrs later. And it’s the same on both pages, that way when you turn it he’s still there (it’s called ‘noia’ for a reason) . I know this isn’t a typical ‘happyheidi’ thing but hey! I’m multifaceted baby
So, what do you think about my ‘noia’?
I have mixed feelings. I’m so proud of putting a constant feeling onto paper in such a simplistic yet not really-way. And it actually helped me a little at the time, weirdly enough. But he scares me. As he should. He’s NOIA.
Thanks for keeping me company tonight with all my rambling etc. I’m so happy to have this little community of ppl that I really like and wanna share more of myself with. You make me feel safe to share some of my really personal stuff (like this drawing. It’s very personal). So thank u so much for that! I friggin love u all sm!!
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your-l0nely-star · 5 months
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jujutsu kaisen men x italian songs they’d dedicate to you.
!!! ps: it’s the first time i write something and english it’s not my first language !!!
nanami kento / quanti anni hai, vasco rossi.
a romantic and sensual song about an older man in love with a younger girl (not underage) who can’t make the relationship works. nanami heard this song in the radio and searched the translation, he was impressed: your pretty face came to his mind, his sweet, little student, the way you cried while he told you the relationship was over was like a memory heavy as a rock on his chest. you thought he left you for an older woman, maybe sexy as utahime or mei mei or shoko, but everyone knew the truth: nanami loved you, he was just too scared of destroying everything with his jujutsu work.
that fucking babygirl.
geto suguru / noia, ernia.
bored, depressed, empty eyes and pale skin, his long hair tickled his neck while he was waiting for you. geto suguru’s life changed two times: first, when he decided to hate monkeys, second, when you walked in a library with an amethyst necklace and a ribbon around your hair, so sweet and yet so sarcastic and cunning when you started spoking to him. suguru was impressed, your big eyes captured every detail of his face, deep conversations and a chemistry he never felt with any woman, he felt the desire to hold you in his arms and sink his fingers in every inch of your skin.
he didn’t know you’d be obsessed with him as much he’s with you.
the door opened and here you come, empty gaze as him and same weights on your shoulder as him: two different bodies but one soul, ernia was in background, you made him listen that song.
« still listening to italian rap, uh? »
« it looks like he’s singing about my life. »
« still bored? even right now that i’m here? »
he laughed and kissed you all over your pretty face.
« my fucking princess, you changed everything. »
yuji itadori / coez, la tua canzone.
a romantic, happy love song about a boy totally in love with a girl. itadori discovered this song on tiktok and loved the melody, when he red the lyrics he was so happy and took that as a signal: he needed to confess his love for you. with a bouquet of roses on the passenger side of his car he came to your house. sweet eyes and red face, he pushed the bouquet in front of your face in a clumsy way.
« uh? you okay? »
« eh, no! i need to tell you something. i found a song for you, and also i wanted to say that i’m in love with you, i realized that, and — fuck, I’m over talking, let’s start with the song, no, let’s start with our feelings! do you think we could..? »
and you laughed, arms around his neck and your lips against his. whatever italian songs it was, you would have loved it.
megumi fushiguro / toxic, la sad.
megumi loved punk rock music, but when he discovered italian punk rock.. damn, that was weird, maybe embarrassing and cool at the same time. he knew you’d love that song, toxic, because it was about a girl who struggled with family issues, ex toxic relationships and loneliness, he knew you would have found yourself in those hard and dramatic words. he sent you the spotify link and the translation of the lyrics, hoping you wouldn’t freak out for an invasion of privacy about your feelings.
« gumi? » you texted after maybe 10 minutes.
« yes »
« i cried, it was so beautiful »
« fuck, thought you’d scream at me for invading your privacy or sum.. »
« ahaha no, no, i actually appreciated the song and the lyrics, it looks like it was written for me. you’re the only one who actually understands how i feel, yk that, right? »
« i know, it happens to me too: sometimes i talk with people but still feel like no one can really gets me, but when i’m with you i don’t even need words, i just look at you and i know you’ll understand. »
« i always understand. but there’s something i still can’t figure out »
« what? »
« why the fuck my heart is racing so fast when i’m with you »
toji fushiguro / per i tuoi larghi occhi, fabrizio de andrè.
you never cried in front of him. never. you knew who your husband was and you promised to yourself to never show weakness, because it didn’t matter how much you loved toji, how much you’d destroy yourself for him, you knew he had a first love, and it was his first wife, megumi’s mother.
you respected the figure of that wonderful woman, but yet you suffered a lot, sometimes you even thought he didn’t really love you, he just needed someone next to him, a good woman to help him with megumi.
truth or not, sometimes you were sad, especially during cold afternoons sat on the sofa, listening to fabrizio de andrè and his melancholic voice.
« what kind of music is this? » toji asked you once, and you smiled quietly, eyes tired.
« Fabrizio was an italian songwriter, he wrote poems, not songs. »
« oh, and what is this song about? »
« a woman with big eyes who never cries, Fabrizio says that she loves her, but never understands her, because she doesn’t cry and goes away. »
« it reminds me of someone. »
« yeah » you sighed, of course, his ex wife.
« i was talking about you. » he sat next to you with a gentle yet hard face, was he angry? you became even smaller in those pillows.
« what do you mean? »
« i mean that.. sometimes it looks like you hate me, sometimes i’m scared i’d open the door and you will be just gone, disappearing into the void. am i doing something wrong? » he looked truly confused, sad, maybe.. and suddenly you felt stupid, frustrated.
« you treat me like a replacement, like i’m here to cover a ghost’s figure. » your eyes filled with tears, but no, you won’t cry, you won’t.
you thought he’d scream, yelling that you were completely wrong and fucked up in the head, but, instead, he dragged you over him, kisses on your mouth and your breaths getting heavier. you silently cried.
« I fucking love you, every inch of me loves you, i don’t treat you like you deserve and I’m well aware of this, but i’ll change everything, i’d never wanted to make you cry, baby. never. »
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visionofgideonn · 27 days
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Qualche domanda in anon? Mi annoio
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"Vado a dormire alle 23 stasera, così domani mi sveglio presto per studiare"
Io alle 00.40 🤡
Brutta l'insonnia.
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playboysaleen · 1 year
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Metanoia (or not?...)
Metanoia:(n) meta·​noia - a transformative change of heart...especially : a spiritual conversion
Part 1. Part 2.
Parings: Wednesday x Dracula!Reader (GN)
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Warnings: they are a little older(19, lets say nevermore is a college), Blood, swearing, fighting, death, and.. some other grimey stuff. (i'm not a big word person.)
WordCount: 3.9k
note: I am adding some extra characters to fit the story line for both this fic and the show. Also, the reader is masc tbh.
Your nickname is D. For Di- Dracula. For Dracula. or Drac
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"D, open up." Xavier banged against the door of your dorm, "Ugh, you damn little-" he grumbled grabbing the lockpick from his pocket unlocking your door. You laid at the end of the bed in a deep slumber, drool sliding off the pillow onto the floor and your hand and leg hanging off the edge. Xavier grabbed the end of your blanket yanking the fabric off your warm body. The cold breeze hit your cold skin but a satisfied hum slipped your mouth as you sunk more into your pillow.
"You better get up before Wednesday catches you like this," Xavier whispered harshly. Your eyes snapped open catching the tall boy, "Wednesday's coming?" He nodded walking to your closet going through your clothes. Rolling your eyes at his mumbling, "You only have uniforms, White, Black, Gray and ONE purple shirt. Good thing we're going shopping today." You jumped off the bed walking to the bathroom in your dorm. Thank god Principal Weems caught your looks you have your parents when the two dragged out the "She" and "her", and of course the ascending.
"I can't afford any, my parents thought it was nice to kick me out empty handed." You bluntly replied, walking out the bathroom grabbing the outfit Xavier picked out for you. Eyeing the folded clothes, you shrugged your shoulders, walking back into the bathroom.
"Make sure you brush your teeth, i can smell the mountain lion breath." You laughed at his comment waving your toothbrush from the crack of the door. Once you finished freshening up and putting on the clothes Xavier picked out you smiled softly at how the outfit came out. That boy knows how to dress, but at how you looked you finally remembered the gothic girl.
"Why is Wednesday coming?" You yelled out grabbing the necklace by the sink placing it around your neck. You can't lie, you really liked the simple outfit you had on. White shirt, black skinny jeans with your chuck taylors and finally your rings and necklace but there is something missing.
"X?" You called out, he didn't answer your question. Slicking back your short wavy hair letting a strand fall on your face you mindlessly walked out adjusting your rings, you heard a small squeak. You looked up to see Enid, Ajax and the girl that has been haunting your dreams....and nightmares the last four days.
"It's missing something," Enid spoke eyeing your outfit, Xavier nodded along and Ajax shrugged his shoulder. Your black biker jacket was tossed your way which you caught swiftly eyeing the person who tossed it.
"Black is the key to fashion." Wednesday spoke, you could only nod her way placing it on. Enid smiled widely wrapping her arms around Ajax.
"That's it! Now lets go!" Everyone followed Enid out the door yet you stood back grabbing the bracelet that hid behind the picture frame. You glanced to see Wednesday taking a seat on your bed, these assholes set me up. They knew this would be a good time to get us both alone. Was Wednesday in on this?
"Why have you been avoiding me?" The firmness in her voice made the venom in your veins run cold. You placed your hand on your desk leaning forward at the echo in her voice that boomed in your ears. It almost felt as if you haven't heard her voice in years.
"You wouldn't understand." You whispered placing on the bracelet. Making your way to the door,
" Help me understand."
She whispered so lowly that one with heightened hearing could not catch...but you heard those three words as if you sat in front of arena speakers on full blast, You gripped the door handle huffing loudly giving one last glance towards the girl before exiting your room.
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You walked side by side with Xavier down the streets of Jericho eyeing the odd stores, you ignored the mumbling of the tall boy as you both made a sharp turn into a shop that actually caught your attention.
"Alright, lets get you some outfits." he sang tapping Ajax as the beanied boy skipped off into the back. Enid circled around you eyeing your shirt and jeans,
"So to my observations, you are not a very colorful person." You shook your head glancing at the siren that walked into the shop. She eyes you four lightly laughing.
"You trust these three to dress you?"
"I mean i am not the one buying," you spoke running your fingers along the flannels that caught your attention, "should i trust you in dressing me?" She sent you a smirk strutting towards you in a way you quirked your eyebrow. Only a few inches from you, she grabbed the flannel that you rested your hand on and walked to another aisle.
After an hour of shaking your head, gagging lightly, and a few slight nods you finally walked out of the store with at least six bags in your hands. You followed the three and surprisingly Bianca into the coffee shop taking a seat into the booth. After ordering, you had a small conversation with Enid as Ajax draped his arm over her shoulder. You slid out from the booth walking to the corner grabbing the sugar adding some to your drink.
"So you are the feral animal Wednesday doesn't seem to shut up about."
You continued to add more items to your drink letting a small smile appear on your face.
"I wouldn't put feral and animal in the same sentence if you are trying to intimidate me." He placed his hands on the counter leaning forward so that his face was close to your ear.
"Why all of a sudden you show up and Wednesday is all about you." He whispered, you smirked at the forced act the boy is trying to flaunt out, "You could be the hyde." You finally leaned back eyeing the boy.
"Hyde?" The brown haired boy thumped your drink causing the hot liquid to spill over your biker jacket. Growling softly, you stared at the boy through your lashes praying to anyone listening that he gets the hell out of your face. You heard footsteps come to an halt behind you,
"Is there a problem here kids?" You turned to see man in a uniform with a sheriff badge shining in your face. You shook your head, glancing back at the boy whose face held a smirk you desperately wanting to wipe off.
"No Sheriff, this young man here sure knows how to welcome a new face to Jericho." the sarcasm you spoke flew over his head which he sent a tight lipped smile your way then looking back up at the boy.
"Make sure you go to your meeting with Dr.Kimbott today." The sheriff scolded the boy who only nodded cleaning the mess he made. He sent you one last last before exiting the cafe.
"Welcome to Jericho," He whispered sliding a new coffee your way, "Hyde." You grabbed the cup awaiting the right moment to throw it into his face when another presence was felt next to you.
"Tyler."
Wednesday's voice boomed in your ears once again, she kept her eyes glued to the boy in front of you that kept that damn smirk on his face. Once he locked eyes with the girl next to you he sent her a bright smile sliding her a black coffee.
"Hey Wednesday, we still up for tonight?" Your eyes snapped to the girl who stood frozen, a new feeling erupted in your stomach. oh how bad it felt, was it jealousy? Anger? Cause at this point you wanted to jump over the counter and rip his head off his neck. You cleared your throat leaning over grabbing the sugar again.
Your free hand brushed against the gothic girls which caused the world to stop. She gasped flinching at the sudden bolt of electricity that was sent through her body. She wouldn't admit to it if someone asked her...but she grew infatuated with the new feelings you were giving her. A glance to see those golden eyes, the poisoned veins that she witnessed under the moonlight a few days ago. The coldness in your touch but felt as if she placed her hand on a lit stove. In the eyes of others, you would be labeled a monster, but to her....if she ever were to say how she felt out loud it would be shoving a hot rod into her throat, but you were no beast to her.
You were home.
"Yes Tyler, we are."
"I guess i'll be heading back to Nevermore. Don't forget your meeting with your therapist Tyler, we'd hate to see a normal being with horrible daddy issues." You smiled at the boy whose face turned red in anger. Wednesdays fingers wrapped around your wrist as you jerked back facing her.
"I'll meet you in your dorm in an hour." You knitted your eyebrows at the sudden demand. You sent a nod gazing into her dark eyes, the coldness in her touch seemed to dismiss the wave of emotions you've felt towards the boy in front of you. Finally letting go, you made your way out the cafe down the streets of Jericho.
"So glad we have a dislike towards that normie." Xavier walked beside you on the way back to the bus stop.
"I show up and i already have an enemy" you joked as the two of you stopped at the corner of an antique store awaiting the bus or your friends. You saw the tall boy held all your bags which you quickly took,
"Let me be a gentlemen." You chuckled shaking your head, "sorry love, you and i both know that is NOT happening." You both broke into a fit of giggles at the thought of you two being something. That will not be happening in any lives you choose to live. A car appeared at the stop where you two stood. Turning your head, your smile dropped at the sight of Principal Weems sending you a death glare through the passenger seat window.
"In. Now." The power in her voice almost made your knees buck in. You inhaled sharply tossing the bags into the back seat and getting into the front.
"I'll see you back at Nevermore D." Xavier spoke from the sidewalk. You nodded his way as the car began to drive away. After a few minutes of silence, uncomfortable silence at that. Weems decided to finally speak.
"After a few days of talking to your parents and going over the process of an ascendant. I assumed you had your first bite?" You grumbled a 'yes' but oddly, you eye the turn Weems made that stopped in front of the cafe.
"Just need to grab Wednesday." Your eyes popped out your head at the name as you sunk into your seat. A few minutes went by and the small girl made her way out the main doors. You closed your eyes inhaling the vanilla scent that caused a growl to bubble in your throat. Oh god you thought, not now.
"I can smell your hormones from here." Weems spoke as she began her drive back to Nevermore. You shook your head holding your breath but that did not do you any good.
"Principal Weems, they need to feed." Once her voice was heard in the car you felt a pressure against your gums as your fangs appeared. You quickly bowed your head placing on your hood hiding the darkened veins that tinted underneath your eyes. The scent of your second weakness filled your nose as a bag was tossed onto your lap. Grabbing the tube quickly shoving it into your mouth slurping the bag dry. A moan slipped your mouth as you tilted your head back.
Wednesdays eyes darted to your side profile as your hood slid off your head. A small trail of the blood slid down your jaw as a smile made its way to your face. You turned towards Principal Weems flashing her a fanged smile. Weems rolled her eyes pointing to the glovebox, you huffed happily grabbing the blood bag slurping on the tube.
"From what i've read, younger ascendant's turn out to be the strongest in the blood line but the last ascendent like you was..." Weems stopped taking a sharp inhale parking at the Nevermore entrance.
"Alucard."
You scoffed at the name your family spoke about during meetings as you grew up. 'He is Hades himself' 'He will be the reason of our extinction' 'We do not need another young ascendent, it'll be the end of us all.' What a joke, like you could ever be as strong as this boogeyman or anything like him.
"Might as well place my head on a stick and give my mate my heart." You spat at the principal. Hopping out the car heading towards the gate, Wednesday sat in the back observing your body language. She knew you were scared, the wave of anxiousness she felt that sent her to place her sweaty palms on her knees.
"Enough with your childish antics! to prevent this outcome you must follow your parents advice for the sake of your life and Nevermore!" Weems spoke as she exited the car stomping after you. the small girl hopped out the car leaning against the door.
"Follow their advice?!" You snapped around to face Weems with darkened veins. "They are the monsters! Threw me out on my own for the most harmless thing us first lines could ever have!!" You growled out pacing back and forth in front of the gate. "I'm gay and now here i am." You huffed pinching the bridge of your nose trying your best to contain the tears threatening to fall. Weems face fell inching her way towards you,
"Understand here at Nevermore we do not discriminate or treat you any different for who or what you are." She whispered placing a hand on your back as you were hunched over letting a sob fall from your mouth. Wednesday cleared her throat taking a few steps standing next to you.
"If you want, i can accompany them to their dorm." Weems sent a small smile nodding her head. You lifted your head face now bare from the fangs and veins,
"Let's go." You spoke walking to the gates, awaiting for the entrance to open you looked over your shoulder at Principal Weems sending her a nod, "Thank you." She nodded your way sliding into the driver seat. The gates opened as you stood to the side letting wednesday head in, following after her.
"I expect you both in my office Monday afternoon!"
Crossing the campus to the secluded dorms you both reached your own as you unlocked the door heading in. You took a couple steps then stopped causing Wednesday to bump into you. Your instincts kicked in as you moved an arm back gripping the girls waist. You looked back sending her a look,
"Stay behind me." Wednesday could only nod at your order. Anything you'd tell her to do, she wouldn't think twice. Going against all her rules and promises in her book, she trusted you. Your eyes scanned the room as a familiar scent filled your nostrils, no one in sight but you felt a presence in the room.
"I'm surprised you replaced me," A voice spoke from the shadows. You let out a loud growl gripping the gothic girls waist tighter pulling her closer to your back. The voice walked into your dimmed room flashing you a fanged smile.
"I was giving you a year." Your eyes widen as the boy strutted taking a seat on your bed. Wednesday peeked from behind you locking eyes with the stranger, he smiled wide eyeing her.
"Definitely not your type, but i can see why you picked her."
"Alex." You whispered eyeing your best friend that leaned over placing his forearms on his thighs.
"Y/n."
"What did they do to you?" He howled in laughter as he stood up fixing his bracelet on his wrist.
"What did they do to me?! They changed my life, they helped me, they did what YOU couldn't do!" He yelled flashing his fangs, his eyes were pitch black. From the corner of your eye you seen Wednesday companion- thing hiding under the bed. Motioning your hand that trapped Wednesday, Thing sunk into the darkness.
"You're a newborn." You started letting go of Wednesday which she was quick to grab your wrist. Your heart skipped a beat at the action but yanked your hand away keeping your eyes locked on the boy. "Did you think letting a random brancher turn you would make you invincible? Oh Alex..." You stretched out his name sliding the biker jacket off tossing it across the room.
"They just made you their bitch." Alex's face fell letting his fangs show, you quickly pushed Wednesday out the door shutting it. Wednesday gasped at the growls, snarls and objects being broken on the other side. Her legs acted upon themselves running to the first person that came to mind.
You on the other hand...
"Fucking stop Alex!" You growled out pushing the boys head against the wall. He elbowed your stomach loosening your grip sending his head back to yours. Stumbling onto the floor, Alex straddled your waist punching you straight in the nose. A crack echoed in the room as you bucked your hips flying him into your desk. You stood up running out the balcony door with him hot on your tail. Vaulting over the railing, almost a three story drop you landed swiftly on your feet as a gruesome 'THUMP' sounded next to you. Alex groaned loudly wobbling as he stood.
"I'm.. going to rip your heart.. out." Alex roared as the venom dripped from his fangs. You flashed your doubled fangs planting your feet into the dirt beneath you.
"I'd like to see you try."
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Wednesday pounded her fist against the tall door, "Xavier!" the door swung open as the tall boy knitted his eyebrows confusion as the gothic girls had actual tears brimming her eyes.
"Y/n. They-"
"Where are they?" Xavier didn't give the girl time to finish her sentence. He grabbed a small bag from the corner rushing out the room hot on Wednesdays tail.
"I have Enid getting Yoko and her group to the quad." Wednesday spoke making a sharp turn skipping down the stairs.
"How do you know they're in the quad?" Xavier asked, Wednesday shook her head looking back at the boy.
"I just...know."
Enid and the rest of the crew turned the corner seeing the fight between the two.
You tossed Alex against the wall blurring to the other side of the quad. Xavier grabbed the dagger from the backpack tossing it onto the grass.
"Drac!" You turned at your name to catch Thorpes gaze eyeing the weapon against the grass. Blurring to the object, Alex met you half way swinging his fist into your jaw. Flying to the fountain your head hit the edge causing your vision to blur. He grabbed your arm moving it into a position that sent a wail/snarl out your mouth.
"You're weak and reek of animal blood. Such a shame i'll be the one draining that mate of yours tonight." Alex growled grabbing you by your neck lifting you up as a display for everyone to see.
"One last look at your little friends before you see Alucard." Alex laughed out. Your eyes filled with black as Weems words played in your head. Wednesday held her breath as Alex dropped you to the ground grabbing the dagger. She couldn't lose you now. Standing still she whispered once again that banged against your eardrums.
"Don't you dare die on me." You felt a rush of adrenaline course through your body as you blurred into the boy knocking the weapon out his hands.
"The difference between me and you..." you started digging your fingers into his chest, the venom that dripped from your fangs landed onto his check that burned into the boys flesh.
"I am the first blood line to roam the earth..." Alex whimpered at the dominance you expressed over him, shaking his head he pleaded to be spared. A new voice rang in your head as you exposed his neck,
"I am... "
"No Y/n, please.."
"Dracula."
You pierced your fangs into his neck silencing his pleas and drinking him dry. Alarm bells rang in your head, this was not the way. But if you hadn't he would've killed them all and who would stop him? Yoko and the other vamps are no match for a newborn. Their stronger, faster, and feral. You couldn't let someone else die because of you, but then you wonder... who turned him?
During the ascendent trials from other families, they were fed only a certain type of blood. mixtures of animal, human, and branched families. Drinking a small amount to keep them from acting out like a newborn. Then you realized, you did not do your ascendent trial. You felt a small pinch in your neck that seemed to snap you out your daze. Yanking your mouth away from the pale boy, you jumped up looking for a threat. Everyone around you waved flags but your body seemed to be going numb. Slapping your hand against your neck where the pinch seemed to send a buzzing feeling through your body, you spotted the fencing coach with a weapon in his hand.
"Y/n, please stand down." Your hazy eyes wandered to the voice of Principal Weems that stood outside the main doors with a vial in her hands. You snarled attempting to place one foot in front of the other which caused you to fall onto the ground.
Wednesday acted upon herself and made her way towards you. Enid was to slow to grab her and Weems yelled out for her to stop but nothing and no one mattered at that moment but you. She kneeled next to you placing her hand against your bloodied jaw.
"I don't understand why i feel this pull towards you but you need to listen or i will not see you again."
A muffled growl slipped your mouth as you laid limp beneath the girl but soon you became bare once more.
"I couldn't let him hurt you." you whispered, Wednesday opened her mouth to speak but arms were locked around you, lifting you up onto your wobbly feet.
"Where are you taking them?" Xavier yelled at Weems as the two men dragged you out the quad. Principal Weems kept her head high turning towards the group of kids,
"Somewhere safe. They are in danger."
Wednesday and Xavier followed the principal wanting the right answers. "What do you mean they're in danger?" Xavier shouted but stopped once the taller woman turned towards the two.
"Someone more powerful than anyone in Nevermore."
"Who?" Wednesday finally asked, eyeing you behind the glass that the three stopped in front of. You were still under the trance of the incorrect dosage of blood and what made it worse is you drank from a newborn. You were feral. You grabbed one of the guard tossing him against the wall as the other lit the electric baton sending it into your side knocking you to your knees. The principal released a shaky breath glancing back at the two students.
"Alucard." She started but gasped when the lights flickered throughout the school.
"The devil himself."
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Im not good at tag lists, but-
@awolfcsworld @myfturn @l4venderia @natashamaximoff69
Alright, let me start on chapter 3.
Thank you all for the reads!!
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puriette · 1 month
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✙𓈒 Dayabomination ❞
— a gender under the genderabomination system related to being an abomination of day(time), being an abomination in a day(time) way, etc.
@noia-archived-blog !!
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dividers by @/iv-ry
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weirdgirl92 · 1 month
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So, I looked up the article for WatchMojo’s “Top 10 Darkest Powerpuff Girls Episodes”, just for funsies. Most of their picks are pretty understandable, but some of them are complete bullshit, like this one for instance:
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I’m sorry, but…huh??? I mean, sure, The Sandman being forced into an endless cycle of insomnia is rather harsh, given that he hasn’t had a good night’s sleep in a long time, but there’s nothing particularly dark or scarring in that episode. It’s quite possibly one of the silliest, most lighthearted episodes of PPG to date.
This next one’s also a big head scratcher for me, especially since it’s ranked above much darker episodes on the list like Tough Love, Power-Noia, and Knock it Off…
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Okay, listen, I love this episode as much as the next Powerpuff fan, but really, the only genuinely “dark” thing about Twisted Sister was the ending. I’m sure a lot of us back in the day were sad when Bunny died (I was too), but one sad ending doesn’t automatically make it a “dark episode”.
However, the worst thing about this list, are the honorable mentions…
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Now, you could make a case for Octi Evil, and maybe Candy is Dandy, but the other three are laughably ridiculous! Yes, Boogie Frights does have a spooky, Halloween-esque atmosphere, but what’s so dark about it, aside from Buttercup’s scary story at the beginning?
Also, saying that A Made Up Story is somehow a “dark episode” is truly asinine. How exactly is an episode about a supervillain whose only gimmick is to paint everything in gaudy makeup even remotely dark?! Not only is it a terrible choice for a “dark episodes” list (let alone an honorable mention), but it’s just a terrible episode in general. It has everyone act completely out of character throughout the whole thing, especially Blossom!
And Supper Villain?? PUH-LEEZE! Like I’d ever take an episode like this seriously!
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I get the feeling the folks at WatchMojo didn’t see enough of the original Powerpuff Girls series, because I can name 5 episodes right off the bat that are way darker than most of those honorable mentions:
Mommy Fearest
The Headsucker’s Moxy
See Me, Feel Me, Gnomey
Insect Inside
Mr. Mojo’s Rising
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lenorelovesmax · 20 days
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Thank you for the tag @angelosearch ! 🩷
This was harder than I thought, but really fun!
Rule: you must pick a song for each letter in your username
L - Like lovers do, Hey Violet
E - Each Tear, Mary J Blige feat Tiziano Ferro
N - Nevermore, Queen
O - Obstacles, Syd Matters
R - Ready as I'll ever be, from Tangled the series
E - Edelweiss, from the sound of music
L - La noia, Angelina Mango
O - One step at a time, Elias
V - Void, Melanie Martinez
E - Es tu amor, Hany Kauam
S - Suerte, Shakira
M - My Goodbye, Jorge Rivera-Herrans
A - Addio mio amore, Tiziano Ferro
X - Xehanort's theme? From Kingdom Hearts? Idek 😂
I tag @kpchrs @weer02 @celinou and everyone who wants to do it!
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aijamisespava · 2 months
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Sanremo 2024 Has Come To A Close
In the Eurovision fandom, there's a joke around that Sanremo takes a very long time on the final night. It's funny because it's true. And as an American Eurovision fan, I get to use my time zone to my advantage and get the news bright and early!
So, Italy has chosen..."La Noia" by Angelina Mango!
For the first time since 2016, Italy has finally decided to send a SOLO woman to Eurovision, which is truly a beautiful thing to see. However, Italy had female representation with Måneskin in 2021 (THANK YOU VICTORIA! *and thank you to @circes-grotto for reminding me*) I've seen around that this is a fan favorite, so with proper staging and a good spot in the running order, Italy can keep its consistent streak up! I'm excited to see it!
Congratulations, Angelina! I look forward to seeing you perform in May!
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