#pretty half vampire boy duh

[dracothedeatheatingcupcake-ao3]

Hi there! First off, wanted to say thanks for sharing your stories with us - Mondo and Taka are…intensely relatable characters for me in general, and the way you write them only makes it more so. I love them dearly, and your characterization of them is beautifully realistic in a way anime-boys-in-a-murder-school have no right to be, haha. But my question is actually about your other interests (forgive me, but I love hearing other people pontificate about their interests/passions/etc. so…) — if you don’t mind sharing, what other fandoms do you have a particular attachment to, whether you’ve created anything relating to them or not? Your work is wonderful and I’d love to explore more of it! Keep doing what you do, at whatever pace you are capable and comfortable with! 🧡

Aw this is so sweet!! Thank you so much!! :-D

I'm going to put a read more on this, just to help with dashboard clogging, as this got super long. As usual 😂😂 Though Tumblr's new long post thing might help with that, so who knows. But I'm used to using read mores, so... meh.

Ohhh boy, do I have a ton of other interests. 😂😂 My most recent fandoms that I've gotten into are Our Flag Means Death (which I'm so happy got renewed for a second season!! I loved the first one, so much. I hope it doesn't kill me with feels though!!!!), Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney (And Apollo Justice, which I just finished), and Banana Fish (which is actually the only anime show I've seen, and while I highly recommend it if you've not seen it, you have to be careful since it's SUPER dark. Like... it's about a literal gang from New York and child trafficking. The main characters remind me a lot of Taka and Mondo, but even more depressing. Very good, but very dark.)

Then, of course, you've got my all time favorites, which include Harry Potter (though I've lost a lot of love for the series thanks to J.K. I can't ignore it, though, since it straight up shaped my teenage years and I STILL go by the name I made for my HP themed FB page when I was 13, DracotheDeathEatingCupcake. And I still love the characters, even now, so... yeah. But I fully support trans people and J.K. makes me sick), Supernatural (Destiel all the way, ha), Gravity Falls (and, for the record, I DO NOT like BillDip in canon! I liked it in fanon, which is why my most popular fic is BillDip, okay?? Oof), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (this one shaped my teenage years almost as much as Harry Potter, honestly. Spuffy is my fav of all time, even now. It sucks that Joss Whedon was such a creep. Why are all the things I liked as a kid made by terrible people??), and, surprisingly... Batman. That's a surprise since I don't like the majority of Batman things, and I more like the image of him I have in my mind, ha.

In addition to those, I've also had some big obsessions with the following: Rise of the Guardians, Danny Phantom, Legend of Zelda, The Hobbit/Lord of the Rings (the former more than the latter, actually. Also!!! I've been to the actual Hobbiton!!! I'll show pictures later, ha), Avatar the Last Airbender, She-Ra (the new Netflix one), Voltron (also the Netflix one), The MCU, Merlin BBC, Detroit: Become Human, Good Omens, The Witcher, Hunger Games (😉), Percy Jackson and.... god, a lot more prolly, but this is already a pretty extensive list, ha.

However, if you want the ones I've created and published fics for, I will list them in order from most recent to oldest here. Warning, it's a lot, ha. I've been writing since I was 13 (11 years, FYI), and I don't think a year has gone by where I've not written and published at least one fic.

Ishimondo from Danganronpa (duh, ha. I think I've written more Ishimondo than any other fandom other than HP, but most of my HP stuff was back when I was a young teen and was max 3k words each, so Ishimondo beats it word count wise by a long shot, ha.)

Merthur (Merlin/Arthur) from BBC's Merlin (which is actually the other 375k fic I wrote in a month and a half that I've mentioned before. This one got a little messy towards the end, since I tried my hand with a plot for the first time, and it was.... eh. People seemed to like it at least, so that's something, ha. But it was unique in that I started writing it when I was, like... 16/17, lost inspiration, and only continued writing when I found it again on my ancient iPod touch's note app several years later.)

Destiel (Dean/Castiel) from Supernatural (I actually have another fic for Destiel that is completely finished and I actually really like, but I just... have not posted???? For some reason?????? I keep meaning to but don't have time 😩 Maybe one day. Like maybe around the two year anniversary of Destiel becoming canon, and the two year anniversary of me finishing the fic 😂 Also, fun fact, but my first fic on AO3 was a Destiel fic. It wasn't my first fic ever, but my first fics will live on in infamy on fanfiction . net and will die a cold, cold death when that website finally goes belly up.)

An Avatar the Last Airbender fic that focuses on Lu Ten, Iroh's son (I love Zukka, but could never think of an idea for them, so I never wrote one for them. I had the idea for the Lu Ten fic after seeing a Tumblr post wondering about an AU where Lu Ten was secretly an earth bender, and HAD to write it. The first two chapters are pretty solid, but the last four... eh. Could do with some work.)

Hank/Connor, from Detroit: Become Human (I was weirdly obsessed with this game for a hot minute in 2019?? I still like it, but it was a pretty big thing for me then, ha. This fic of mine is another where I tried to have a plot, but it turned out meh. That's why my most recent fics have no real plot, and is mostly driven by emotion and details, ha. I'm much better at that than real plots.)

A Tony and Steve (from the MCU, ha) family fic (NOT ROMANTIC) where Steve is kid Tony's distant but loving uncle after Steve (spoilers for end game????? Ha) goes into the past to be with Peggy. It was a fix it fic of sorts.

BatJokes (Batman/Joker) from Batman, but more specifically, Bruce Wayne/John Doe from TellTale's Batman series (I had the idea for this fic when I was in a Target after having finished the second game and wrote it for like... 10 hours straight, ha. Fun fact, but this fic is actually the best fic I have in terms of kudos to hit ratio, with a ratio of over 1:1, if that means anything to anyone, ha.)

BillDip (Bill Cipher/Dipper Pines) from Gravity Falls (but like I said, I liked the fanon interpretation of BillDip!!! Not canon, since in canon, Dipper Pines is 12 and Bill Cipher is a homicidal ageless demon who is The Worst, but in a funny way. The fanon interpretation still wasn't great, but it was less bad to me when I was, like... 16.)

Stanley Pines and Stanford Pines from Gravity Falls family fics (I separated this from the last since it was its own thing, ha. Not much to say about these other than it was my first series and kind of started my whole "write from the other perspective" thing, since I first wrote a fic from Stan's perspective, then wrote one from Ford's.)

BagginShield (Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield) from The Hobbit (I am gonna be honest. I really disliked the Hobbit when I had to read it for a book report in, like... 10th grade I think?? But I LOVED the movies, even if the third movie was kind of pointless. I liked how Richard Armitage played Thorin, and how the movie gave the dwarves a much better a reason for wanting to go back to the Lonely Mountain than, uh.... I want gold. -.-)

And now I will put the fandoms/ships for fics that are either on FF . net and are not seeing the light of day (unless someone really is curious, but, uh... they're not very good and it's obvious a 13-14 year old wrote them, ha) or are in WIP Hell and will likely never get out. Also from most recent to oldest.

BlackBonnet (Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet) from Our Flag Means Death (this fic sadly landed in WIP hell despite me writing it for a week and a half straight and ending up with almost 100k words. But I realized I didn't like the way I wrote it, and I didn't know how to end it, which is just... yeah, disheartening, but I had fun writing it at least.)

WrightWorth (Miles Edgeworth/Phoenix Wright) from Ace Attorney (I actually have a completely finished one shot that was originally gonna be a longer fic, but works as a one shot, but again, I just keep not having the time/inspiration to post, oof. I also had started a longer fic with an OC young girl that Edgeworth fosters after her father gets murdered, and Phoenix helps him with her despite (spoilers for Apollo Justice) being all jaded after being disbarred, but I got a bit stuck with it and realized it was a meh plot, so... it's also now in WIP hell forever, RIP.)

Drarry (Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter) from Harry Potter (this ship is both one that is in WIP hell and is on ff . net, ha. The one in WIP hell is actually pretty good, but I just ran out of drive to finish writing. It's funny since I knew exactly where it was gonna go, but, uh... yeah, just ran out of drive. The one on ff . net is slightly better than my other older stuff on ff . net, but that's only because I was slightly older when I wrote it, ha. It's still Not Good.)

Dramione (Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger) from Harry Potter (This is entirely from ff . net, and it was actually my first real OTP. I don't ship them anymore, like... at all, since I'm more a Drarry girl, but it still holds a special place in my heart, ha. It also contains one of my better named fics, which I'm sure is the only reason it still gets views on ff . net even 11 years later, oof. All of my Dramione stuff is trash, though. Also, fun fact, but I only started liking Dramione because of A Very Potter Musical/Sequel. Ha.)

Spuffy (Spike/Buffy) from Buffy the Vampire Slayer (I think this was all one shots, nothing too substantial. None good either, ha. I do adore Spuffy though.)

And now, finally, I have a small list of fics I wrote on FF . net that were either for a friend, or were fun things I wrote but didn't really like the ship much for, ha. All are from Harry Potter, FYI.

Scorpius Malfoy/Lily Potter, which was actually the first fic I ever wrote, which I handwrote on paper during lunch time when I was in 7th grade, ha. I eventually transcribed it to my computer a year later, but it was the first fic I wrote and I didn't even like the ship that much, ha.

Draco Malfoy/Astoria Greengrass, which I only wrote for an online 'friend' who said it was derivative and had been done before. This was also a 'friend' who hated when I would call myself awesome (ironically, since I didn't like myself that much when I was a teen) because I was, and I quote, 'not awesome, so stop calling yourself that.' Yeah. She, uh... was not a great friend.

Lucius Malfoy/Professor Flitwick. Don't... don't even ask. I used to do HP roleplay, and I did an RP as the parents of the main characters, and I was Lucius and my friend was Flitwick, and I wrote this for him. It was my first (and, for the longest time, only) smut fic, and it's, uh....... yeah. Also! I just realized that those RP things showed a lot of indication that I was ace even before I knew what asexuality was, ha. I just remembered this, but I realize now that I never liked RPing smut, even when my friends were all "aw come on, it's not that bad!!!" But it always embarrassed me, so I only would do it with the people I trusted, and even then it felt weird to me (which was also in part because I was, like... 13-15. So were my friends, though, so don't get worried, ha). And my previously mentioned 'friend' (but different to the friend I did the weird smut fic for) got offended that I would write it with someone else but not her. Now that I think of it, my RP years were, uh... not great ones, wow. No wonder I've mostly blocked them out, ha.

Anyway!!! Wow did that end up long, oof. I hope this answered your question, because by this point I don't think I can even parse this response anymore, ha. I've also done art work for other fandoms, both digital and hand drawn, but if I add that this response will be never ending, oof. Maybe I'll see if I can link to my previously mentioned FB page (that I'm still active on, actually), where I have almost all of my old artwork posted, if anyone is still reading this and is curious. Is anyone still reading this??? If you are, reply with a smiley face and I'll give you a virtual gold star. I'd give more, but I'm always tired and can't make promises anymore :-(

Also, I think I promised Hobbiton fics, so, as promised:

These were all taken by my friend who lives in New Zealand, who went with me to Hobbiton, ha. I went in 2018 and it was soooo nice. I love NZ. I want to go back one day, but I'd rather go to new places before revisiting old places, so... maybe one day.

Also, a closer look of my elf ears my dad got me for Chanukah/Christmas one year, ha.

#Ask Answers #SUPER long response oof #I'm not concise :-) #But if y'all are here I'm sure y'all expect this by now ha #Also surprise Hobbiton pictures

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

ok so here's why throwing Fae Lore into spn makes a revival/continuation possible

Here's the setup:

-"Blurrywife" is a Faerie, specifically a malevolent/vampiric one, definitely a Succubus type. The mimes are her human thralls, hence why they don't act like normal vampires.

-Baby, yes the car, is ALSO a Faerie, specifically a kind of shapeshifter called a Pooka. John captured her in the early 80s, and, being John Winchester, never told his kids about this.

-Chuck Won. duh???

-Jack is, and was always destined to be, the next Jack O' The Lantern, and after Chuck threw his flaming corpse out Heaven, he's been ruling his own spoopy little candy-coated afterlife. pumpkin boi

Here's the timeline:

-Blurrywife & Mime Crew are kidnapping kids, likely for The Fae's 7-year tithe of souls to Hell (a thing that exists in the lore), when the Winchesters show up. Sam & Dean, as usual, have NO idea how to identify or fight Fae, and get their asses handed to them, with Dean falling to some weird Gaelic cold-iron magic fuckery (points to Blurrywife & crew for figuring out how to fight with iron despite being unable to touch it. 10/10 fuck these guys tho fr)

-Sam, alone and grieving, is an easy target and she picks him off before he even gets to the car, taking (something close to) Eileen's form and trapping him in a dreamscape, similar to how Djinn attack in spn.

-Sam, Dean AND Baby (there's def some Fae Drama going on there, yikes) have been stuck the Fae Realms for THREE YEARS as of Nov 2023.

-Dean and Baby escaped at some point, staying with Jack for a bit before running off to the 1970s like a dumbass and getting EVERYONE, including Jack and Bobby (why is Bobby even here??? HOW DID BOBBY'S GHOST GET STUCK IN THE FAE REALMS WHAT DID HE *DO*) recaptured.

-Sam has had it much worse, being drained to a white-haired husk of his former self and left for dead within a few days/months. DJ is half-faerie, raised in the fae realms, and could be 3 years old or 50, who knows. I don't like thinking abt how he happened.

-Here's the setup for the continuation:

Dean (fairly intact besides the cursed stab wound in his back) escapes with Sam (nearly dead, white-haired, displaying more or less the typical signs of someone who was taken & drained of life by The Fae) and stumbles into Charlie's safehouse. the Fae Arc can continue from this point, w Baby's true nature being revealed, Blurrywife as a major antagonist/BBEG, DJ going from possible threat -> clearly a well-meaning and very brave kid -> newest Winchester family member who Sam fully accepts as his son (plus s4-cas-esque moments as DJ tries to adapt to living on Earth. DJ ilysm but most cars aren't sentient and you can't bring your longbow to community college)

also Cas is still in The Empty, and Jack & Bobby are still captured, so that's some major plot points right there

Destiel is canon.

...anyway, this is all still pretty convoluted, but it allows for:

-15x20 to have been "not real" without being retconned

-DJ to exist without either setting the continuation ~30 yrs in the future (how would that work), or repeating spnwin's time-travel-kid-ex-machina (that's just not good writing I'm sry)

-spn finally doing something w The Fae (& related lore) besides one-off eps

-human!impala as main character

-explanations of weird shit in the finale (rebar, vamp-mimes, etc)

-collective fandom catharsis at Blurrywife's bitch ass

-the full horror potential of a faceless woman in a long dress standing ominously in the corner while time blurs forward around you and you age to death in five minutes

-some VERY fun metacommentary & crossover easter eggs if you use certain bits of Fae lore

-still works w my other big finale theory/revival idea/if-they-dont-do-this-i-will-be-so-pissed, which is the whole Deanmon 2.0 thing. but that's a post unto itself.

(also yes. making Blurrywife a djinn IS simpler and requires 0 new lore and makes perfect sense in canon. however, I hate how djinn are portrayed in spn. it feels vaguely racist and makes me uncomfy to write/read. so um that's why I didn't do that)

#good lord i havent posted like this in YEARS #the revival rumors unlocked something* in me #*the need to scream these postcanon hcs into the void for as long as possible until an actual canon continuation replaces it #supernatural #gone from “i need to find a way to fix this bc the show wont even start again” #to “its gonna start again and oh fuck I'm overattached to what I wrote”

[whatisgoingonpaul]

Looking at the deleted scenes

so my last post looking into a scene to hear what they said was a deleted scene and that honestly got me on a kick now about looking though them all. This one is mainly going to be just taking about them/details more then a what I heard post. So here we go.

1- fighting over rooms

This was in the script and the book but never made it into the film, Sam was in the room Michael wanted and they fought for it. So this scene is the context behind Sam bolting down the stairs “MOM PLEASE! Ma! You gotta help me!” “S o o n”

Sam’s got a serious comic collection, which he organises(I see the hulk but no Batman)

Sam mumbling the song he later sings in the tub!! (Ain’t got no home)

“oh no no no, this is MY room. You, spidey and richie rich and the rest of the boys are outta here.” Michael I love you.

“My way or the highway bud” Sam I love you

Michael: I’ll flip you for it *LITERALLY PICKS SAM UP AND FLIPS HIM UPSIDE DOWN*

Sam bites this man in the leg- Michael also notably mumbles ‘lil shit’ as his brother rushes away laughing

Y’all I am in LOVE they are literally just siblings

2- Kitchen that night

This was also script/book. I mean duh because it’s a deleted scene. Basically just talking after dinner

Lucy has two big pictures of her mother ‘hi mom’

Sam is trying to fix the stereo but it keeps popping also Sam wearing the bandana! Cutie lmao

The stereo starts playing lost in the shadows (also like how when Dwayne hits it, it plays good times)

Michaels “sammmmmmm”

Michael just “I dunno if I’m going back to school” he dead ass went ✨I wanna drop out✨

Sam swoops in and starts dancing with Lucy it’s to cute I’m gonna explode

Sam and Lucy dragging him in , Sam straight up head locking Mike and Lucy’s dance is gonna

3- extension of Michael following star

Honestly this should have stayed in. It gives star a bit more character and it also makes Michael slightly less creepy in his actions. THIS IS WHERE THE PHOTO OF LADDIE COMES FROM!

Star: are you following me?*laugh*

Michael, confidently: yea, I am

Star:

How star is laughing and smacking gum watching this dork

Laddie like :0 the whole time

The way she says “well, talk” In a half laugh

SAM ACTUALLY CUTS THEM OFF FROM THEIR CONVO WITH “moms here” that’s why she goes off

LADDIE NOTICING SAMS VAMPIRES EVERYWHERE COMIC!!

“She wants me , all of me” - Sam Emerson 1987

4- Michaels job

Self explanatory, honestly I think this scene should have been kept in for little more past actually establishing that the movie is longer then a few days. Really it’s more like a few weeks

The drunk dude laying on the beach left over from the night before

Hhhhhhhh shirtless Michael hhhhhh

SAM AND THE FUN TUBE I REMEMBER THIS FROM THE BOOK

This kid is trying to read a comic in the ocean

Sam gets splashed by the surf nazis

Michael gets tricked by hair lmao

5- video store that afternoon

Weird note but Maria is called Marie? However in all media she’s called Maria??

Marie gives her little backstory, how she owes max

Max is busy during the day you see

Lucy is such a sweetie “there’s my boys! :D” “my sons my sons”

Michael trying to give Lucy his left over Christmas money and all that 🥺

Sams “bye mike!”

6- talking again

Second night extended talks

They used to come spend summers in Santa Carla

M: where’s your little brother?

S: hes not my little brother

The audio cut out :(

7-

Grandpa asks Lucy about her boss “oh you know him?” “Oh I’ve seen him around”

GRANDPA WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

“Yea if i knew I was gonna live this long I woulda taken better care of myself”

8- morning

Sam watching the stuffed mountain lion

Nanook going after the rears of the stuffed hunting dogs- sir-

“Chill out Nanook”

Sam gets noosy and looks in on the Taxidermy and Grandpa chooses to gross him out lmao

“Nanook, this is my life , I come from a broken home. My mom works all day, my brother SLEEPS all day and my grandfathers possibly a alien who stuffs chipmunks” SAM I LOVE YOU

Sam sneaks a bit of grandpas weed

I’m going to sob I’m gonna sob it’s like a bit of the leaf! Sam baby never change

Grandpa walks in- Sam gets offended and tells him to stop with the Indian walk (this implies that he just straight up sneaks up on Sam non stop lmao I love him)

This blends into the “let’s go to town” scene

9- Michaels “morning after

The video I’m watching titled it this and I’m losing my shit so I’m keeping it. ALSO AGAIN THE MAGGOTS AND THE BRIDGE SCENE ARENT ON THE SAME NIGHT. THIS SHOULD HAVE BEEN KEPT IN TO ESTABLISH THAT

Michael not being able to lift his weights

“I can’t remember to much, not after the Chinese food that looked like maggots” Sam slowly putting down his apple lmao

“Hey mike, you think grandpas a alien?”

Mike “mom and I didn’t wanna tell you two early” lmao

Nanook and Michaels salty feet. I still don’t get this part

“That was some pretty funky Chinese food”

MICHAEL IS NOT WEARING ANYTHING UNDER THE ROBE AND HE HAS FUCKING TIGHTY WHITIES

Mike just placing his full hand over sams face

10-

Went over this last night

Max having thorn sit shot gun

His baseball cap that’s it just his hat

11- max and Lucy date pre phone call

Again for  character development , like star. Like he doubles as a love interest and villain you think they’d leave the little parts with him in it in the movie

Max saying “I know what it’s like to be alone”

He says protecting mother in Latin(I think?) then English - NERD

“Lioness with her Cubs” she laughs THEYRE REALLY CUTE- STOP

“I think my mothering days are just about over” “well, they don’t have to be” SUBTLE

Max trying to show off with a fancy order shsisososososos

Max goes all out and spoils with the expensive order and Lucy is all !!! ☺️ no one touch me

They’re actually really cute and it makes me so mad they cut out moments like this for him and star? Because even with these they don’t get that much time but they get that much more character

13- Mike they’re here! Introductions

Should have been kept simply because there’s a huge gap

“This guy looks more like a zombie”

“Should I run him though?”

MICHAELS EYELINER

Mike is so sarcastic

“David! It’s David isn’t it?! He’s the leader! David ansisosososoos” mikes deflated “yea”

In conclusion these all should have stayed in the film and I am still upset over this. Also if there’s any more or any one that I missed: gimme

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #deleted scenes #star the lost boys #max the lost boys #grandpa emerson #lucy emerson #sam emerson #Michael Emerson #laddie Thompson #david the lost boys #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys

[joviewinchester]

Hey! So this is a Supernatural My Babysitter’s a Vampire crossover requested by @the-fifth-marauder101 The request wasn’t super specific so I kind of just ran with it. Jack’s a bit younger in this for the sake of the story. And I know that the timeline is off and stuff but like don’t @ me about it please. I know it’s off. Also this is a reader insert because, ya know, that’s literally all I write. Lol, but anyways, I hope you like it, and keep those requests coming!

Another school. Another town. Another day. That’s how it always went. Avoid making friends at all costs. Well, she had Jack at least.

“What are we here for again?” Y/N asked sighing.

“Your dad said something about vampires or werewolves. They don’t know what it is yet. Said something’s off with this one.” Jack replied glancing over at a group of whispering teens.

“What do you think their deal is?” Erica asked eyeing both Y/N and Jack.

“They don’t look like siblings, at the very least not biological ones.” Sarah responded.

“I don’t know, but can I just say, the girl is hot. Like hotter than anyone I’ve ever laid eyes on. Like if I had to choose between her and a young Carrie Fisher, I’d choose her.” Benny said.

“No way. You’re joking right?” Ethan asked.

“No. I never joke about a babe.” Benny said seriously.

“I don’t know. Personally I’d love to sink my teeth into either of them.” Erica smirked.

Y/N looked from the group to Jack in confusion. “Is it just me or do we have a literal fanclub?”

“I wouldn’t call them a fanclub. They’re just…unusually interested.” Jack responded.

“Should we introduce ourselves? Don’t get me wrong. I know we probably won’t stay for very long but…I just…it would be nice to make friends for once, you know?” She asked Jack as she looked at them, or more specifically looked at Benny.

“I mean, how could it hurt right?” They approached the group.

“Dude they’re coming over here.” Benny said while slapping Ethan’s arm.

“Yeah. I know. I can see dude.”

“Hi.” Y/N said shyly.

Jack stepped in at that point. “Hello. My name is Jack and this is my friend Y/N.” He introduced.

“It’s nice to meet you guys. I’m Sarah and this is Ethan, Benny, and Erica.” Sarah smiled.

Benny had a dumbstruck look on his face. “Excuse him. He gets nervous around girls he thinks are pretty.” Ethan said.

Benny looked at him with a glare. “Dude.” He whisper shouted at him. They then had a small slap fight.

“Alright you two are embarrassing yourselves. Hi, as Sarah said, I’m Erica, and I would love to take you under my wing, Y/N was it? Please let me give you a makeover tonight. You have so much potential if we removed the flannel and the old leggings.”

“Sorry. She’s straightforward like that. She doesn’t mean in a rude way or anything she just thinks your pretty and wants to do your makeup.” Sarah said.

“I guess I could come over.” Y/N said nervously. Jack have her a look and lowered his voice.

“Y/N, Dean said to come straight home after school, and that we can’t go out. You can’t. If you leave on my watch, Dean and Cas will, what is it that you say? ‘rip me a new one’” He quoted.

“Who’s Dean?” Ethan asked.

“My dad. He’s just a little bit overprotective, and if you don’t want me to go out without you, then just come with me.” Y/N said.

“So, you two like live together?” Sarah asked.

“Yeah. Our dads work together. It’s a whole thing.” Y/N said.

“Anyways, I’ll talk to him if he’s home and if not I’ll text him and let him know it shouldn’t be a big deal.” She said.

“Great. Sarah you’re coming too right?” Erica asked.

“Actually, I have to babysit Ethan and Jane tonight.”

“No problem we’ll just go over there.”

“Sarah’s your babysitter?” Jack asked.

“No! Well, I mean, yes, but it’s only because my mom doesn’t trust me to babysit my little sister. Benny you’re still coming over to play that new zombie game right?”

“Like I would miss that.”

“Think we have room for another player?” Ethan asked.

“Not if you’re talking about Rory.” Benny complained.

“I’m clearly talking about Jack, Benny.”

Sarah and Erica both rolled their eyes at their antics. “Come on, Y/N. We’ll walk you to class. Honestly, I swear you geeks almost scared her off.” Erica said.

Y/N waved goodbye at Benny, Ethan, and Jack, linking her arms with Erica and Sarah.

The bell then rang. “Do you guys know where Mr. G’s class is?” Jack asked.

“Yeah we have him for first period too. Follow us.” Ethan said.

School seemed to go by like a breeze with their new friends by their sides. Before they knew it, they were all heading out the doors.

“Alright. Jack and I need to head out, but we’ll meet you guys at Ethan’s house later. See ya.” Y/N said. There was a series of byes and Jack and Y/N hopped into the Jeep they had jacked from the bunker.

Erica left shortly after that saying something about how she needed to pack some clothes and makeup for later.

“I should give her a love potion.” Benny said.

“Do you remember how that turned out last time? I still have nightmares.” Ethan shuddered.

“Benny, don’t let this get to your head, but I think you might actually have a chance with her. She stared at you throughout the entirety of biology class. You should just ask her to see a movie with you or something.” Sarah advised.

“Yes. I need to be more like Han Solo. God, she’d be such a pretty Princess Leia.” Benny sighed dreamily.

“Okay lover boy. You wanna stand out here all day? We’re practically the only ones still here. Your grandma is gonna get mad if you make her wait any longer.” Sarah said glancing at the SUV Benny’s grandma sat in.

“Right. See you guys later!” Benny called.

“Bye!” They said in sync.

“I’ll see you later?” Ethan asked.

“Duh. If I want to get paid I don’t really have a choice.” Sarah joked. Ethan waved awkwardly and jogged to his mom’s car.

“Dorks.” She muttered to herself a slight smile on her face.

Y/N and Jack entered the place one of their hunter friends had loaned them and saw Sam researching by himself.

“Hey, Sam! Do you know when dad is gonna be back?” Y/N asked.

“Um…not really, but it probably won’t be for a few hours. He and Cas are interviewing at the moment. Why? Do you need something? Maybe I can help.”

“Well, Jack and I were wondering if we could go over to a friend’s house around seven ish? We’re just hanging out, nothing big.”

Sam looked up from his laptop. “You guys made friends?” He asked.

“Yeah. I know. I know. We probably won’t stay here, but it’s hard avoiding people everywhere we go and they’re really nice.” Y/N explained.

“Y/N, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. I think it’s good that you guys are making friends, and I think it’s fine if you go out as long as you’re back by 10:30 or Dean will flip.”

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. You’re the best uncle in the world.”

“Do you need any help with research?” Jack asked.

“No. It’s fine. You probably have homework to do.” Sam replied. Jack then headed to his room with his backpack slung over his shoulder.

“Hey, Sam?” Y/N asked sitting across from him.

“Yeah?”

“Can I talk to you about something?”

“You know that you can tell me anything Y/N.”

“I don’t…I don’t think that I can keep doing this.” She sighed.

“What do you mean?”

“The whole moving towns constantly and the saving people hunting things…I just don’t want to keep moving around. I know that it’s stupid. You’re saving the world. All of you, but I feel like I haven’t even lived. I’ve never really gotten to stop and smell the roses you know?”

“Y/N, it’s not like we can just leave you in a town by yourself. You’re only sixteen, but you’re in luck. We’re going to be here awhile. There are multiple cases in this one town and they all seem different. I don’t know what’s going on here. It’s like a Supernatural beacon.”

“Are you sure you don’t need help with research?” Y/N asked.

“No. You have homework too I’m assuming.”

“I finished all of mine in study hall. I’m available for four hours.”

Sam sighed. “Fine. You can help. I’m just looking through lore right now to try and figure out the first case.”

After about three and a half hours of researching, they both still came up with nothing. Y/N groaned.

“Are you sure there isn’t like more than one type of vampire?” She asked.

“Not according to any hunters I’ve met.” Sam said.

“Well, we didn’t think angels existed at one point and look at Cas. Look at Jack. We got an angel and a nephilim living in our house. Not to mention me. I’m a freak of nature.”

“I don’t know, Y/N. If we haven’t encountered one before, I don’t know why we would now.”

“Whatever. I’m gonna go upstairs and grab a few things, then Jack and I are leaving. I’ll see you later Sammy.”

Sam rolled his eyes at the nickname but told her goodbye nonetheless and went back to his research. Y/N grabbed her small bag that contained hand sanitizer, chapstick, lotion, a first aid kit and a pocket knife and knocked on Jack’s door.

“You ready?” She asked.

“Yeah let’s go before we’re stopped by Dean and Cas getting home.” Jack said.

They drove over to Ethan’s house and everyone else had already arrived. Y/N knocked on the door to see Benny with his mouth full of marshmallows. Y/N gasped in excitement.

“Are you guys seeing who can fit the most marshmallows in their mouth?! I bet I can win! I want in on this!” She exclaimed rushing past Jack and in the door.

“What’s the record I’m trying to beat?” Y/N asked Jane.

“It’s unclear. They argue all the time about which got the highest amount and what the highest amount is. I think it’s 176. You don’t need to waste your time here though. You should come play dress up with me and Sarah. I promise it’ll be much more fun.” Jane ranted grabbing her hand.

“Come on Y/N it’ll be way more fun.” Sarah joked. Y/N shrugged.

“You know what? Why not let’s go. You coming, Erica?”

“Playing ‘dress up’ with you is literally the only reason why I’m here. Of course I’m coming.” Erica replied grabbing her bag. They all rushed upstairs leaving the boys behind.

The marshmallows fell out of Benny’s mouth as he was watching Y/N go upstairs. Ethan fist pumped in victory.

“I win!” He yelled through a mouthful of marshmallows.

“Hey! Dude that is so not fair!”

“It’s completely fair! Just don’t get distracted next time and you might win.” Ethan said back smugly.

“Whatever. You guys wanna watch Star Wars or something?” Benny asked.

“I don’t know. Y/N might get mad if we watch it without her.” Jack half joked. Benny looked at him in exasperation.

“She likes Star Wars too?! What’s next?!”

Meanwhile, upstairs Erica had already began using Y/N as a human doll.

“Those dorks are literally not going to know what to do with themselves when they see you.” Erica praised.

“You look really pretty, Y/N. Dare I say, prettier than Debbie Dazzle.” Jane complimented.

“Is that a compliment? What’s a Debbie Dazzle?” Y/N asked Sarah.

“You mean you never had a Debbie Dazzle doll growing up?” Sarah asked. Y/N shook her head no and thought of her childhood.

“We…well, we’ve always moved around a lot, and I matured earlier than most kids. Never really got into that stuff, besides wouldn’t have anyone to play with it with anyways.”

“What about your dad or your mom?” Erica asked while brushing Y/N’s hair.

“My mom?” She asked mostly to herself. It’s not like she could straight up say that her mom was God’s sister. “My mom left us when I was young. I barely remember her.” She said. When she was born she automatically aged up to thirteen, similarly to Jack.

That was the end of that conversation. They didn’t want to pry into her personal life. Even if it felt like they’d known her for years, the truth of it was that they were practically strangers.

“Okay. All done.” Erica smiled. Y/N looked in the mirror Jane had in her room. She was shocked to say the least to see what was staring back at her. For the first time in her life, she felt normal. She felt like a regular teenage girl, not a demi-god who hunted monsters.

“Wow. I look-“

“Beautiful.” Sarah, Erica, and Jane all said at once.

https://shoplook.io/outfit-preview/2784047

“I was gonna say normal, but yeah.” She laughed.

There were a few seconds of silence then Y/N suddenly jumped out of her seat. “Is that the Star Wars theme song?!” She exclaimed. She started heading downstairs.

“What a cute little nerd.” Erica said.

“Can we go downstairs to get a snack?” Jane asked Sarah.

“Sure but you have to be in bed by 9:00 remember?” “9:30?” “Fine.”

When Y/N got downstairs she plopped on the couch in between Jack and Benny.

Benny glanced at her and did a double take. “Woah. Erica did a really good job…not that you weren’t pretty before. You’re really pretty, either way. I’m so sorry. I’m totally rambling again.”

“Are you done?” She asked jokingly.

“Yeah…well, actually,” she laughed. “So no then?”

“Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to go see a movie sometime…with me. I’ll even suffer through the new Dusk if you want.”

“No way are we watching Dusk. Pick me up Friday. We’re watching the new Avengers movie.”

Benny elbowed Ethan. “Dude. Did you hear that?”

“Yes, Benny, congratulations.” Y/N’s phone abruptly began to ring.

“Shoot. I gotta take this.” She got up and walked into the other room.

“Hello?” She asked. “Y/N? Where the hell are you? I told you and Jack to come home and stay home after school. Sam is not your dad. I am. You could’ve at least called and asked.” Dean grumbled.

“And you would’ve told me no and I would’ve been mad and you would’ve been mad and it would just not be fun at all so…”

“Are there boys there?” Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Does is matter?”

“Yes. It matters a lot.”

“You don’t know. I could be a lesbian.” She stated.

“Cut the crap, kid. You and Jack need to get your sorry asses home or youre grounded. Both of you.”

Y/N ignored that statement. “Well, I’d love to talk more, but I’m gonna hang up now.”

“Y/N Elaine Winchester I swear to Chuck if you hang up…”

“Calm down. We’ll be home in like twenty minutes. Bye.” She hung up before he could say anything else.

“Jack, we have to go. Dean is flipping out.” She said walking back into the living room.

“Did you just refer to your dad by his first name?” Ethan asked.

“Yeah I did. Because I’m mad. It’s a symbol of defiance…even if he can’t hear it. Anyways, we’ll see you guys tomorrow.”

Y/N, with annoyance, walked into the kitchen and said goodbye to Erica, Sarah, and Jane as well, before leaving with Jack trailing behind her.

Once they got home, they were greeted by all three hunters still sitting at the table researching.

“What the hell are you wearing?” Dean asked in disgust.

“Clothes. Goodnight. Good riddance. Love you partially and all that jazz. I’m going to bed. I have school.” She said running upstairs not letting anyone else get a word in.

The three men sighed. “Were there boys there?” Dean asked Jack seriously as he had Y/N on the phone.

“Yeah. Just two. Y/N has a date Friday.” Jack responded casually.

“She what?!”

“Anyways goodnight. Good riddance. Love you. And all that jazz as Y/N would say. See you tomorrow.” Jack repeated charging up the stairs.

#benny weir #ethan morgan #sarah fox #erica jones #rory keaner #my babysitters a vampire imagine #my babysitters a vampire #benny weir x reader #supernatural imagine #supernatural #jack kline #dean winchester #dean winchester x daughter!reader #sam winchester #castiel novak #castiel #requested

[tintinwrites]

Sunday Morning With Pedro Characters but I’m Only Slightly an Asshole to the Characters

I love Pedro and everyone’s fics and headcanons for him and I’m kind of nice in this one anyway.

Agent Whiskey

you have brunch every Sunday and yes it is at Denny’s

it’s a little nice, though, listening to the mixed conversations of all the other people in the restaurant as the two of you quietly enjoy a meal

Jack keeps smiling across the table at you and it makes something in you flutter

“You make a man like myself enjoy Sunday morning like a black-bellied whistlin’ duck enjoys a quiet swim in the crick.”

you’re not sure how much a black-bellied whistling duck enjoys a quiet swim in the crick, but he reaches across the table to hold your hand over your Grand Slam and runs his thumb gently over your skin and you then understand everything about black-bellied whistling ducks

brunch is followed by a drive in that thing he calls a car

sometimes you go back to your or his place and canoodle (his words, not yours), but then there are times when he parks his car in a secluded little spot and you “come across the goods” (HIS WORDS, NOT YOURS) in the backseat

Sunday mornings with him are relaxed, but you are going to end up with your legs above your head thanks to that Southern charm

Comandante Veracruz

he sleeps in for an entire half hour

wakes you up with a smack to the ass so hard you wake up in another dimension

you mumble something to him about being a normal human being as he presses sucking, biting kisses along the side of your neck

“Your breakfast is ready.”

you know exactly what he means don’t even pretend you don’t it’s pressing into your thigh

and you suck his dick bc it’s fun and it makes him real soft afterwards (in two ways!)

he pounds two orgasms out of you with his fingers then gets up to get ready for his day

Sunday mornings with him are sexual obvs and then you lay in bed watching him gel his hair until he pats your ass and tells you to get up

Dave York

he’s never in bed when you wake up and that includes on Sundays

always sitting over a desk working on something that he won’t tell you about

it doesn’t really matter that you’re wearing his favorite sexy little nightgown and pouting in the doorway bc he doesn’t even look at you

“Go for a walk or something, I’m busy.”

you usually end up alone eating bland af eggs bc he doesn’t own seasonings since, and you quote, “Salt is spicy enough.”

but then he comes into the dining room with a self-satisfied smirk and he kisses your temple and takes you over the dining table real quick

do i mean quick

Sunday mornings with him are lonely and then sweaty...so sweaty...you don’t understand how he can sweat so much from thirty seconds of sex

Din Djarin

whatever the Star Wars equivalent of Sunday is, no one is the same with Din

sometimes you’re with him on a hunt for a bounty, sometimes you’re alone on the Razor Crest to watch the Child as he works, and then there are your favorites

no bounties, no running, just a handful of credits and some good food and lodging on the nearest good planet

“He likes it here.”

this is something Din muses as he watches the kid play with other younglings or explore or happily eat a new food

but sometimes you look up to find he’s staring at you as he says it and you wonder if he’s talking about himself without really telling you

you’ll probably tell him you love him on one of these days

Sunday mornings with him are different, but nice just because you’re with him. You especially like the ones where he’s happy and almost calm and let’s you in his room once the Child is asleep

Ezra

you’ve been up for an hour and he’s still passed out, face down in bed, snoring his head off

I don’t know if ‘noon’ exists in this world but that’s when he’ll be up

you’re walking around doing what needs to be done when you see him looking up at you with a little smile

“Your inimitable beauty is even more prominent in this morning light.”

you tell him it’s not morning and roll your eyes when he says he’s hard either way

he seems sleepy but he WILL jump out of bed if you try to walk away and drag you back in with him

yes he eats your pussy without you needing to ask him

Sunday mornings with him are lazy for him as you occupy your time, then both of you stay in bed all lazy until it’s time to go prospecting

Frankie ‘Catfish’ Morales

the only way you’re waking him up before eleven is by wiggling your ass or hips into his dick, depending on the position you were sleeping in

he works hard and Sundays are his day where he does nothing but you

a little sleepy and mumbling things, he’ll take you slowly and sweetly

“G’morning. So beautiful. You like that?”

he’ll make sure you both cum then promptly pass out for another ten minutes

he pads into the kitchen with his hair stuck up all over the place and wraps his arms around you from behind, kissing your neck for a few minutes before helping you make breakfast or lunch

you pretty much eat and bang all day

Sunday mornings with him are soft and sensual and the most loving thing e v e r

Javier Peña

you woke up alone before Javi and when you first started sleeping with him

you couldn’t really blame him for being scared of attachments in his line of work. you were scared too

then one day you were shaken from a stakeout and you begged him to stay when he was still inside you, and he started falling asleep in your bed a bit more often

“You need some good dick in the morning?”

he teases you with this when he's sitting up in bed, turned away from you as he takes a drag of a cigarette, and you crawl over to kiss his back

you need him in the morning but you don’t want to scare him off

the two of you usually end up with some sort of pastry or street food for breakfast, which you eat in a comfortable silence

Sunday mornings with him are lonely even when he’s standing right there by the window with a cigarette or a drink, and yet he finally makes your Sundays enjoyable and fulfilling

Marcus Pike

he’s an early riser, but he let’s you sleep as long as you need to when there’s nothing to be done

sometimes he accidentally wakes you up a little when he’s kissing your nose for the eight time and he quickly backs away to let you fall back asleep

he does try to wake you up before noon just to be sure you eat something, presenting you with some kind of breakfast whether he made it or bought it from the nearest cafe

“Hey, sleepyhead. You need to eat something, beautiful.”

you nibble on a doughnut or a bagel as you lean into his chest, and he mostly steals bites because it makes you laugh

morning sex with Marcus is the best sex with Marcus

okay any sex with Marcus is the best sex with Marcus because he cares so much about your pleasure but morning sex is so soft and gentle

Sunday mornings with him are like...a breeze on an empty beach with the waves crashing gently on the shore. Perfect. Also he wants to give you a life, and a home, and a family if you want it

Maxwell Lord

wakes up at six AM exactly, works on his hair until seven, and is in a suit and downstairs by 7:15

he reads the paper. the business pages. yes.

you come down to the kitchen at eight and as you gently tell his personal chef what you’d like to eat, he snaps his fingers at them to speed it up

“Someone’s lazy today. Where are my slippers?”

he’s a fuckin jerk but hey he puts his hand on your thigh as you eat breakfast and maybe his thumb rubs little circles sometimes

your Sunday sex is scheduled for 9:30 and he will do it wherever he’s flexible and there’s enough mirrors in the house for it to work for him

the one day of the week he decides you can orgasm tbh

Sunday mornings with him are rich. I don’t know how else to describe it. It’s like being married to a rich man in 1954. There’s waffles.

Max Phillips

this man wakes up pretty damn early for a vampire thanks to his executive bullshit

an actual Sim who stands in front of the mirror for an hour practicing his speech

he finds blood to drink somewhere and you just let him as long as it’s not from you

“Selling is service. Service is selling. Sex sells. Oh, hey!”

that’s him realizing you’re standing there and thinking about sex with you

he mentions making a sex tape of the two of you to sell and you ask if he even shows up on film and the boy POUTS

a handjob fixes that tho so

Sunday mornings with him are...interesting.

Oberyn Martell

you’re probably still fucking from Saturday night

I don’t even know if days of the week exist in Game of Thrones thanks

there are other people in the room including Ellaria so it’s not just you and him alone

“I’m starving for you.”

yes he eats pussy for breakfast and someone else is probably sucking on your titties

you’ll probably end up sucking his dick for your own breakfast

and you’ll be riding him too

Sunday mornings with him are like any other morning with him; fuckin’.

Pero Tovar

he wakes up an hour before sunrise

doing men’s work I DO NOT KNOW WHAT MEN DO

you wake up and make him his breakfast because that’s what a good 1100′s wife does

“Good morning, woman.”

he eats like he’s angry at the food but you know he loves it

there wasn’t much to do back then so some good ole baby-making sex is next

then you cook his second breakfast duh

Sunday mornings with him are very Middle Ages.

#javier peña x reader #din djarin x reader #marcus pike x reader #frankie catfish morales x reader #i tagged it #bc I'm being nice #I mean I'm a little bit mean #but it's mostly nice :P

[burberryfaerie]

HC : If Tonks had a younger sibling Pt 3.

Fandom : Harry Potter

Warnings : Angst, Death, fluff, blood, swearing.

A/N : This is so rushed I'm so sorry.

You're in shock and denial.

The whole wizarding world believes Harry and Cedric now.

Harry's now "The Chosen One"

You bawl your eyes out in Cedric's arms.

“It's okay love, he surely is in a better place, a place where he's free with his friends.”

You're a bit comforted.

“Sirius won't want this”

Cedric is an official member of the order and a healer.

Andromeda is resting on Ted's chest, tears dry in her eyes.

Dora isn't any better, but for a completely different reason.

“Soo, he doesn't love you back?”

“No, he loves me b-but he's afraid of being with me. He says I deserve someone better.”

“You know that I love you two, no matter what, I couldn't care less if he's a werewolf or a vampire.”

OWL results.

O in transfiguration, charms and care for magical creatures, E for potions , A for astronomy and D for divination.

Celestina Warbeck's songs.

“Why are y'all so mean to Fleur, she's an angel.”

Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes

Absolutely enjoying your time there.

Testing new pranks with Fred and George.

Hermione accidentally blacks her eye.

“You look hot Granger.”

Meeting auntie Narcissa.

“You're such a disgrace to the family, you and your pathetic excuse of a mother.”

“Er- hate to break it to you auntie, but we're not even part of this family.”

Following Malfoy to Borgin and Burkes.

Back to school again.

“So, you believe Draco Malfoy is a death eater now Harry?”

“Yes, I just know.”

Dora waiting for you at Hogsmead station.

“Surprise!”

Her patronus is now a wolf.

You smile to yourself.

Harry's way too late for the ceremony.

He's covered in blood. Again.

New defence against the dark arts teacher.

SNAPE??????

“I'm failing DADA this year”

Nice potions professor here.

Amortentia.

“What do you smell Miss Tonks?”

“Uhh, honey, mahogany, new laundry and uhh-” your voice trails off.

Cedric.

It's his scent.

Fuck.

“There's no need to call me sir, professor ”

“So you're snogging Lavender Brown now?”

“Who the hell is the half blood prince?”

“WHY THE HECK SOMEONE WOULD SLIP ME A LOVE POTION”

Katie Bell's curse.

Ron's poisoned.

Dumbledore and Harry's 'secret meetings'

Slug Club?

“You're mother was amazing at potions Miss Tonks.”

“Thank you professor”

Sectumsempra.

“Is he dead though?”

“No, just badly injured.”

“So, why the fuss?”

“HARRY AND GINNY ARE KISSING RIGHT NOW, FRED OWES ME 50 GALLEONS”

Astronomy tower.

You're with the marauders map with Ron, Neville and Ginny next to the room of requirement.

Facing Rowle and Greyback.

Dumbledore's dead.

Bill's attacked by Greyback.

You're bruised.

Fleur truly loves Bill.

Dora tells everyone about how she feels about Remus.

You and Cedric reunite.

“Oh god, are you okay?”

“I'm always okay Ced.”

Dumbledore's funeral.

“You're breaking up with Ginny? That's so dumb Harry.”

Harry telling the story of the cave and Dumbledore’s meetings.

R. A. B 's locket.

“So you got married and you couldn't care less to tell your family, why?”

“It all happened so fast, I'm so sorry.”

The seven Potters.

You go with Remus.

Bellatrix won't leave you alone.

Mad eye's dead.

Harry's Birthday.

“Why would the minister of magic want to see us?”

Inheriting a ring that forms a red light when danger is close, a sign to morph.

Not getting any sleep that night, you decided to go outside and stargaze.

Cedric is outside too.

You stare at the sky for a bit, but he's looking at you.

“What's wrong, do I have something on my face?”

“You look absolutely stunning love.”

“Thanks pretty boy.” you laugh

“I wanted to tell you something.”

“Duh, you just told me.”

“No, another thing.”

“You just told me another thing, go on anyways”

“I like you, so much, and I want to kiss you right now.”

“Huh?” before your lips connect.

It takes your brain a moment to comprehend this, but you kiss him back.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

But there's something wrong.

He's twenty, you're still seventeen.

“We'll have to wait a bit more Ced.”

“Take your time love, I'll wait.”

Bill and Fleur's wedding!!!!

Looking absolutely ravishing this night.

You didn't tell anyone about what happened with Cedric except Ginny and Hermione.

Stolen glances from across the room.

Cedric's face heating up when he saw someone trying to dance with you.

You absolutely loving this.

“The ministry has fallen, the minister of magic is dead, they're coming.”

Not knowing what to do.

Death eaters are here.

“CEDRIC, DORA” you desperately cry out.

Hermione grabs your hand from one end, Ron grabs the other one.

You're in muggle London now.

#cedric diggory #harry potter #cedric diggory x reader #hermione granger #ron weasley #golden trio #golden trio era #marauders #ted tonks #nymphadora tonks #andromeda tonks #bellatrix lestrange #narcissa malfoy #draco malfoy

[theyreonlynoodlesmike]

Hello, how would the vampire boys react to their s/o in lingerie?

I may have had just a little bit too much fun writing this ask. I hope you enjoy!!!!!!!!!

Warning: NSFW (duh)

The Lost Boys x Fem!S/O in Lingerie

David

It’s pretty hard to tease David. He’s the type that even if you’re succeeding, you’ll never know. He’s too calm, too controlled. He knows how to control his emotions, and you can never seem to get the reaction you want out of him

David loves corsets. He’s from a time where they were the pinnacle of fashion, and, while he understands why they eventually got replaced, sometimes he wishes for the days when it would be commonplace to wear them

You’d told him to come over to your house for the night, and, when you slipped away to the bathroom, he didn’t ask any questions

When you stepped out in one (a victorian-esque one if you really want to impress him) and a pair of stockings, you knew you had David hooked. You two were in your room, and he was most likely looking around, touching your stuff, and rearranging it just ‘cause he thinks it’s funny when he knows where things are and you don’t

You call from behind him to get his attention, and he turns around. He stops. He stares. He may even fumble with whatever was in his hands at the moment. David doesn’t say a word, just looking you over and appreciating the sight in front of him. 

He’ll lick his lips, put whatever he was holding down (slowly, of course, he doesn’t want to seem too excited), and just point to your bed. “Sit. Now.” He’ll be right in front of you in a matter of seconds, and he grab your chin as you sit on the edge of the bed. He’ll tilt your head up, making you look at him right in the eyes as he unbuckles his belt. He’ll tell you, “Is this what you’ve been planning? Naughty, naughty girl.”

He doesn’t want you to take it off, even as he’s fucking you into the bed. He’ll smooth his hands over the material, and tell you just how much he likes it. He’ll tease you about how it makes your tits bounce and how small it makes your waist look. He’ll say, “I should make you wear this all the time, kitten” right into your ear as he buries himself inside you

When you two are done, he’ll tell you about some of his fantasies. You as an upper class lady, and how much of a scandal it would be if you were ever caught courting someone such as himself. Let alone having sex before marriage. He’ll definitely want to roleplay a bit after you show it to him, and he wants you to call him “Sir” like a good lady of the time would

He’ll seriously try to convince you to start waist training afterwards

Dwayne

Dwayne isn’t exactly the kinkiest guy in the world. He likes slow, passionate sex. Sometimes, he’ll be a little rough with you, but he likes to use sex as a way to show how much he cares

Dwayne likes slips and robes. They’re modest enough that they leave some things to the imagination, and he likes watching them come off more than anything. The feeling of silk under his calloused hands? Yes, please. Matching underwear and panties? He’s in heaven

You break out the lingerie for your anniversary. It’s a special night, and Dwayne had pulled out all the stops. It would only be fair if you gave him just as much effort in return. 

He knows something is up when you excuse yourself to the bathroom, and he waits patiently on your bed

When you walk out in a slip (all decked out with a lace trim and everything) and a matching see-through robe, Dwaynes breath hitches. He’s not a man of many words, but that speaks enough 

He stares, and he watches you walk towards him. He doesn’t say a word, and simply reaches out to touch. He’ll slide his hand over the silk, and gently pull you closer by the edge of your robe. A rare smile spreads across his face when you shrug the robe off and let it fall to the floor, and Dwayne is sitting up and on the edge of the bed so he can pull you closer

He takes his time, running his hands up your legs slowly to watch how the material bunches up. He’s careful as he takes it off, slow enough that you think he almost doesn’t want to, and reveals a matching lace bra and panties underneath. The look he gives you and the shaky breath he lets out is more than enough to tell you what he’s thinking

Still, he’ll murmur how gorgeous you are, how you’re an angel sent from heaven, a goddess among men, and call you any compliment he can think of

If he wasn’t in love with you before, he definitely was now. He whispers the words to you over and over again, and how you’re perfect for him. Perfect, in general

Dwayne slowly strips you of all your undergarments, giving you soft, lingering touches and kisses all over your body. It’s your special night, so foreplay was going to last for hours anyways. He fucks you nice and slow, and kisses you so hard you think he’ll forget that you need to breathe

When you two are done, he’ll grab it for you so you can sleep in it, and you roll your eyes. He’s definitely not sneaky, and, the moment it’s back on you, he’s pulling it off again for another round

Marko

You don’t have to do much to turn this boy on. He’s a master tease, and he knows exactly how good you look in anything. He’s gotten aroused just from seeing you in one of his crop-tops and a pair of boxers, so he’s not really asking for much

A sexier than normal bra and panties are enough to make him drool. He likes something pretty and aesthetically pleasing, like a push-up bra and a matching pair of panties. G-string, thongs, boyshorts, he doesn’t care. It’s all gonna end up getting taken off anyways!

You decide to randomly wear something nicer than normal one day. Why wait for a special occasion when there’s no time like the present? Plus, Marko loves surprises

So, when you two are in the middle of getting down and dirty and he pulls off your shirt to reveal a push up bra? Handsy, handsy, handsy. First thing he does is grab. Expect both hands on your tits and his face in your neck, because damn, woman, what are you trying to do to him?

Marko is so focused on what you’re wearing on top that he doesn’t even think of what you could be wearing on the bottom. You have to keep him from taking off your bra so you can give him the full effect, and worm your way out of his grasp. You stand up for the rest of the big reveal, and, the minute you’ve shimmied out of your pants, his mouth drops

He’s leaning back on his arms, and he just takes a moment to appreciate just how hot you actually are. The second his mind kicks back in, he’s grabbing you and pulling you into his lap

While Marko usually likes to be in full nude, he makes an exception. He wants to see you ride him with the outfit on, so he can “enjoy the view”. He simply pushes your underwear aside so he can slip inside. He holds your hips and stares at you the entire time, his head down by the pillows and his mouth slightly open as he watches you work

His hands trail over you, and he’ll snap the waistband of your panties against your skin. He’ll reach up and grab a handful of both of your tits, and then pull the bra down so he can sit up and have easy access

The second you two are done, you’re surprised the outfit made it this far without getting ripped off of you

He tells you that you should definitely wear this set more often, and he even asks if he can go with you the next time you go shopping so he can pick out the next one

Paul

When it comes to him, it’s less about what you wear and more about what you don’t. He likes seeing some skin, and you bet your ass his hands are touching anywhere you decide to reveal some

All the boys are sexual, but Paul takes the cake. If you two aren’t doing it, he’s suggesting it. If he’s not suggesting it, he’s thinking about it. And he’s always thinking about it. All you have to do is look at him too long and he’s asking you if you wanna go find a private place

That’s why, on his birthday, you decide to wear a black harness underneath your clothes. Just a black harness

He’s been making jokes the whole night about what he really wants for his birthday, even after you gave him a new guitar-pick and a bracelet. He loves the gifts, but everyone, everyone, knows what really is on his mind. It’s why the boys didn’t even bother trying to follow you back to the cave

The minute you’re alone, Paul is trying to rip off your clothes. You have to sit him on the couch, and his hands are twitching when you step back to give him a show. You warn him that he has to wait, that this is his big present and you don’t want him to ruin it. He has to sit on his hands so he doesn’t grab you and just rip your clothes off himself. He even whines about “opening up a present is half the fun” and you roll your eyes

When you’re out of your clothes and just in the full body harness, Pauls eyes widen and he grabs you. He pulls you down onto the couch, and he’s giggling to himself as he plays with the straps and runs his hands over all of your exposed skin

He doesn’t even bother kissing you and instead just wraps his mouth around one of your exposed nipples. You’re not even wearing underwear so foreplay be damned he wants you now

He can’t help himself, and, even if there’s barely anything on you, he still ends up ripping it off. You whine because Paul, this was expensive and he reminds you that he’s the birthday boy so he gets to do whatever he wants. He’s been a brat all night, but you can barely complain when he’s fucking you so hard you can barely remember your name

When he’s done, he lays half on top of you and plays with the shreds of the straps. Now that he’s no longer in the heat of the moment, he realizes that may have been a mistake. He buys you a new one (one that’s somehow more revealing than the last) and you wear it on special occasions. He even buys you some in different colors just to match the holiday

He tries to argue what can be considered a special occasion because no, presidents day is not a sexy holiday, Paul

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys x reader #the lost boys paul #the lost boys david #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #the lost boys dwayne #the lost boys marko #dwayne the lost boys #david the lost boys

[choerryhype]

vampires! norenmin au

so basically, all three of them are vampires, but jeno is half demon

because his mom is a demon and his dad is a vamp so… yeah

and like, they met when they were kids, because tiny injun wanted to summon a demon

because he heard one of his older cousins say that they were cool, so he went to the park and drew an invocation circle with chalk

and jeno was looking at him, so ofc he pointed out everything that was wrong with renjun´s invocation

and the kid almost cried, but jeno told him that he could come play with his mom if he really wanted to meet a demon

and jaemin was just a playing alone nearby, but he wanted to play with the demon too

so that´s how they became friends

but when they got to jeno´s house they were extremely scolded by his parents, because the whole vampire thing is like,,, TOP SECRET and they were saying that to each other without knowing their nature

good thing is that the three of them were vampires so they didn´t have to kill anybody

well they grew up

and all three of them became REALLY handsome but we already know that

so of course, girls start getting interested in them

but like, every time they hear that they get jealous between themselves

and like, jeno had this one girl that was OBSESSED with him, and jae and ren just  h a t e d  her SO much

so whenever they would hear her talking about their boy (because super hearing; vampires, remember?) they would get extremely mad

also it kinda happens that renjun is the only one who gets mad like a normal person

because when jeno gets mad, his pupils become vertical, since he gets closer to his demon side or wathever

but when jaemin gets mad, he cries

and one day, jeno and renjun find him crying his eyes out in the bathroom

and he's yanking the tears away as if he didn't want them because HOLY SHIT he can't really get mad about that

and when renjun asks what's wrong jamein just goes

"because you're not mine, not you, not jeno, and she can still have you"

and jeno wants to snap that girl's neck right then and there

but renjun can't let him go out with demon eyes because they would get discovered

and the whole vampires and demons stuff is top secret, remember?

so he simply holds onto his sleeve

and while he holds jeno he wipes away jaemin's tears and asks

"what on earth made you believe that we're not yours?"

because anyone would be blind if they didn't notice that those three have something going on by now

but jaems needed reassurance, so they stay in the bathroom for the rest of the day kissing his cheeks and telling him how much they love him

so one day they decided among themselves to just let her know jeno was taken

so jaemin simply kissed his cheek and waved goodbye, because he did not share that class with him and jun

but renjun wouldn´t settle with a kiss on the cheek, so he kissed jeno near the mouth to mark territory

and that´s just kinda how they became what they are know

because they don´t call themselves “boyfriends”, they simply call themselves “theirs”

and everyone in school knows that, so nobody gushes about them anymore

also since jeno is half demon he can´t drink human blood

because he gets sick from his tummy

so he can only drink blood from magical beings like other vampires, demons, witches, elfs and faries

so he normally took blood from his parents

and like, when he was little he would only take blood from his mom cuz he was one of those ultra attached kids

so he would always bite her shoulder or her arm

and afterwards she'd give him candy and pat him on the head

and jeno's dad tried to make him drink from him insted but of course jeno disn't cuz he felt that his dad was trying to take attention from his mom away from him

so for like eight years he only took blood from his mom

but as he grew older he got kinda shy about it so now he only drinks from his dad's wrist

but there was this one time where his dad had to travel for work so, naturally, he had to drink from his mom

but instead he just avoided her because he didn't want to, and he thought he was strong enough to wait for his dad

of course he wasn't

so one day they were just kinda,,,, kissing and he was so hungry and jaemin smelled SO GOOD

so he bit him

and then he cried because

"i am so sorry nana but my dad's not around and- you know i can't take from my mom- she wouldn't mind but-"

and he was just sobbing so much and even though jun and nana found it hilarious they spent the rest of the afternoon taking care of their gigant baby

so know jeno drinks from them

but he is still super shy to ask for blood

so whenever he's hungry he just goes to either of them and puts his finger on their neck like a little kid and is like

"can i have some?" while standing there like a todler

and while junnie only pulls down the collar of whatever shirt he's wearing jaemin finds it absolutely a d o r a b l e

so he always coos at how cute jeno is whenever he needs blood

and like... with time the both picked up habits for when jeno is drinking

renjun plays with his hair becuase normally he is in jeno's lap since it would be uncomfortable to bend down for so long due to the height difference

but with jaemin they are normally standing up

so nana just hugs him with one of those bear hugs of his

and when he's done jaemin will peck his lips and kiss his nose and his face because

"jeno-ssi you're so cute"

and jen just gives him the brightest eye smile, even if sometimes it has blood in it

also all three of them are really inocent, despite what they might look like

so SOMETIMES they will do things that are considered kinda,,,,,,, hot, among humans

for example, for about a year junnie had this habbit that whenever jeno or jaemin would hug him, he would always hide his face on their necks

but that was not the problem, of course it was not

the thing is, junnie would start to pepper kisses all over their necks, and that is still fine, BUT (and there's a huge but) he would also start to lick and nib on them

because cute little renjun wanted to mark his territory

and none of them saw anything wrong with it, so they would simply let him do so

and ren would do it the whole time they held him, whether it was five seconds or three hours

so jaemin and jeno always had marks on their necks, which looked pretty much like sǝx marks

intense sǝx marks

and they would just leave them there because nobody ever told them anything

but because they hugged renjun constantly, the marks never faded away

in fact, it just looked like they had more of them

and everyone in school always thought the boys were wildin'

but they were also so confused cuz renjun never had hickeys

so in the end they got called to the counselor's office

and she gave them the longest talk about sǝx

and when she finished they were all so embarassed that they couldn't even explain

so jun no longer kisses their necks, only on r e a l l y special ocasions

like their birthdays and stuff

or when he is extremely clingey

also, they have specific nicknames for each other, since it would be confusing to say "honey" and have to pairs of eyes look at you

so jeno is baby, and sometimes dotori

nana is love

and jun is honey, because during the time he had his hair blone they felt it looked like honey (imagine we young renjun)

jaemin loves wearing their hoodies to school

so poor jeno and renjun don't have anything to cover themselves with anymore

but its ok cuz they're vampires

but still, they want their sweaters back

so once, they sneaked into nana's house to retrive them

jaemin didn't talk to them for a week

and everyone in school was keeping up with the drama because "H O L Y SHIT those three have never fought"

so jeno settled with jackets and renjun is just always cold

but he gets snuggles so that's okay

also jaemin is SO the type to kiss them anywhere

and renjun gets kinda shy but he loves it

jeno will only give them forehead kisses in public, a l o t of forehead kisses

also, jeno will always piggy back ride both of them

because renjun really likes it and then of course jaemin wants a piggy back ride too

so jen takes both of them on his back, and even though he complains they're too heavy, he always does it with the hugest grin in his face

and whenever halloween arrives, you know renjun's gonna loose it

because he LIVES to dress up his boyfriends

jeno is always a demon, because duh

but somehow every year he looks different, like you can still figure out his costume but it looks nothing like the one from the past year

with jaemin it's a little bit harder

but renjun really likes to dress him up as movie characters

as for him, he likes to dress up as historical characters

and they always go treak or treating and get lots of candy because of how good their costumes are

they were really happy when they finally graduated school

their families made them a special dinner and everything

and they traveled to injun's hometown as a celebration a few days later

and even though they are still very young vampires, they know they want to spend their eternity together

and that's really cute, they are really cute

#kpop #nct #nct dream #nct au #vampires #nct vampire au #renmin #jaejun #nomin #jaeno #noren #reno #norenmin #kpop au

[highgaarden]

Lizzie/Landon - "I think I'm the first girl to break a bed with a guy, without even having sex with him while doing so." (pls let them break a bunch of other stuff while actually having sex)

two-shot! read and comment on ao3, please!

where you cast those stones you wear;

rating: explicit chapters: 1/2 characters: lizzie/landon; background klaus/caroline, background hope/landon, background josie/penelope; the whole SS gang.

where you cast those stones you wear

part i

----

“There you are.”

Lizzie’s smile is the fakest ass fake smile he’s ever seen, and he’s seen a lot of them.

It’s how she smiles when Wade asks her for donations to his Anime club. Or when Dr Saltzman caught all of them at the Old Mill trying to make moonshine (Kaleb’s idea). Her smiles are especially at their fakest when she wants to pull Hope away from him for some magical assistance to whatever trouble she’s managed to get herself—

—and Josie, and Alaric, Raf, MG, (himself, though she’ll never count him) and probably half the school along as well—

—that week. “Just the person I wanted to randomly bump into in study hall.”

“Really,” he deadpans, not believing her one bit.

He shifts his book just a little closer to his chest. He’s not nervous, but her energy is full of it sometimes, and sometimes it’s just energy personified that bounces off the calm he tries to fill his study hall with.

You know, where they’re supposed to study – in silence, preferably – but with Lizzie, there’s never much of silence.

It’s with a bit of a niggling discomfort that Landon realises he’s learned her tells: Lizzie can talk up a storm, always, but it’s in tense moments that she can’t seem to shut up. Not that he’d ever tell her to shut up; he doesn’t know why he always just wants to be nice to her, despite her printing out posters of VOTE ARTISANAL JAR OF MAYONNAISE FOR HOMECOMING KING last semester and sticking them all over school.

 —

 “Well?” Lizzie prompts, clicking her tongue.

Landon’s just sitting there, and for all his humble bragging about being at the top of their classes he’s just… sitting there, with a look that tells her he’s not quite registering what she’s just said to him.

“I’m—I’m sorry?” he finally says.

Lizzie sighs loudly enough for the entire study hall to send glares their way. Landon attempts to tamp down on their aggression, but all Lizzie does is just sigh louder.

Sorry, Landon mouths apologetically again, raising his hand at Wade, who looks close to crying over exam revision.

“Landon,” Lizzie says with finality.

“Lizzie,” Landon matches her tone. “I’m sorry, but you’re just going to have to repeat yourself.”

Murder is the only word that comes to mind with the glare she sends his way. But she decides to humour him.

“Wow, that’s so weird. I feel like I’m just mishearing you. Again, please—hey, I said please.”

Lizzie’s mouth moves around the words she’s telling him.

Landon continues to stare at her blankly. “Sorry, there’s just this weird ringing in my ears. It sounds like you just asked me to be your boyfriend?”

 —

 Elizabeth Jenna Saltzman.

Asking him, resident emo-boy, a marginally competent bird as she always ‘fondly’ calls him, to be her esteemed partner.

“Am I hearing this right?”

Lizzie hisses right through her teeth, “Do not insult me, you moderately competent bird.”

See?

He lifts his book as if to deflect the blow of her mighty glare. “Look, I’m not! I’m just – are you feeling alright? Been getting enough sleep?”

“Two weeks have passed since my mom’s come back, and I have thoroughly exhausted every single mother-daughter bonding activity ever, and she’s moved on from Oh Lizzie, my favourite daughter, I’ve missed you so much snuggling to Who is this Sebastian your father keeps mentioning lectures.” Lizzie adds flippantly: “I’m not vibing with it.”

“Sebastian?”

“Super sexy perma-teen vampire but a complete misjudgement of character on my end.”

“And this isn’t?” Landon mumbles.

“I need to get my mother off my back, keep up.” Lizzie inches forward in her seat. The ends of her hair graze the table with how much she’s leaning towards him, making him look her in her wide, blue eyes. Always with the theatrics. “You’re just about at the exact opposite end of the Sebastian spectrum. Mopey, dependable, not obviously good looking, but your other qualities probably can make up for that. And you’re the kind of guy would probably wake up super early to get me a coffee and croissant before school, because that’s just how cheesy you are.”

“Thanks?”

“Don’t interrupt me. Anyway, it’s not just for my benefit either.”

“Somehow I find that hard to believe.”

Lizzie’s smile widens just a touch. “Heard your little crush on Hope just went up in flames.”

So is his face now, all puffed out and embarrassed. He lowers his voice and hisses, “How do you know about that?”

“Oh Landon. My sweet thrift store hobbit,” Lizzie sighs. “Everyone knows about it. You wear it like a badge of constant glumness. You didn’t speak to Jed for a whole week after he bought her a sandwich last week.”

“I could’ve bought her a sandwich too, big deal,” Landon mutters.

Lizzie raises a sharp finger and looks smug. “Ah, but you didn’t! See, my boy, you’ve got no game. Now imagine how much cooler your image would be if you were seen with resident popular girl,” she gestures to herself. “Your reputation would shoot up the ranks.”

“There are ranks?”

“Duh,” Lizzie says like it’s the most obvious thing. “And you, being a phoenix without actually possessing any unique phoenix qualities other than resurrecting – ”

“That’s not unique enough?”

“—looking like a pale artichoke in gym class doesn’t help, either. I am your salvation!” Lizzie finishes, hands on her hips and jaw raised like she’s standing centre-stage at their annual talent competition.

Landon narrows his eyes. “You think people will like me more if it looks like I’m dating you?”

“Now we’re getting somewhere. Move a little.” She takes a seat next to him gracefully, tucking her skirt under her thighs. “Listen. I need my mom to stop breathing down my neck. She’s been looking at me like she wants to give me the birds and the bees talk, with visual aid, flash cards and mini-theatre and I’d rather not go through that again. Once was more than enough. Pretty sure Dad wants her to exact power over my social life, since he doesn’t really have any say in that, and I’m looking at two semesters of constant surveillance. Or a twelve-step programme. And Professor M isn’t helping either—”

Landon shuts his book. “How does Professor M know about your love life?”

“Everyone knows about my love life, Landon. I’m interesting.” She rests an unwilling hand on his shoulder with a grimace. “And soon you will be too.”

“Because I’ll be dating you.”

“Fake dating,” Lizzie corrects primly.

“And you think Hope will like me, even though I’ll be unavailable?”

“There’s something to be said about wanting the unattainable, Landon. And trust me, you will be unattainable once you’re standing by my side.”

“Yeah, because everyone will think I’m nuts.”

“I resent that. Say yes.”

“Lizzie, I—” a panicked, helpless sort of look crosses Landon’s face. “This is really dishonest; I don’t think we should be…”

“Let me do the thinking for both of us, alright Little Bird?” Lizzie snips. “Getting back in my parents’ good books, the teachers off my backs for any sort of inevitable breakdown, and you… get to be Professor M’s potential son-in-law one day.”

“This is extremely coercive, you know,” Landon points out, but the protest is feeble at best. “And making me really uncomfortable. Nobody will buy it.”

“We’ll just have to put on a really good show,” she swears. “Say yes.”

 —

 Two things happen the next two days:

Landon attempts to say hi to Hope, who looks right through him to greet MG a good morning.

During lunch break, by some kind of miracle, he joins Hope and Lizzie for lunch just in time to hear Hope say, “You were right about the bio homework, by the way. Your ideas aren’t that bad, Saltzman.”

Lizzie cocks an eyebrow at Landon. “Welcome, Kirby.”

“Oh, hey Landon,” Hope greets warmly.

Landon takes all of thirty seconds to make up his mind.

Lizzie’s phone vibrates in her bag. When she checks it, it’s from Landon.

Just one word.

Yes.

 —

 Every Friday evening, the rag tag group of upper-secondary students meet for some dumb study group Emma had made them all participate in, in an effort to like, ‘bond’ as ‘one’ ‘community’ or something.

It’s astonishing that all of them consistently make it every single week, but no one will admit it’s because they appreciate each other’s company. They’d chalked it up to Stockholm Syndrome.

Rafael comes when he feels like it, but he’s usually stuck in detention helping Dorian jar newton eyes or something, but even he tries to be on his best behaviour so he doesn’t miss much of these.

It’s during one of these study groups that MG, having been not-so-discreetly been spying on Lizzie and Landon whilst they all parroted off chemical equations to each other, demands: “Why are you touching him?”

He’s probably been watching them really closely since the Bomb had Dropped.

Lizzie makes sure to have Josie walk into them in the courtyard one day with her hand placed very carefully on Landon’s thigh, and shocks her twin so much she goes running through the hallways until she bumps into Penelope, and blurts out the scene she just witnessed, swearing her to secrecy.

Penelope, of course, tells everyone else.

Lizzie pretends to fidget with the hem of her shirt. “Excuse you?”

MG narrows his eyes. “You just… keep putting your hand on Landon’s arm. Willingly. Why.”

“Haven’t you heard?” Penelope smirks, whilst Josie turns red and avoids Lizzie’s glare, “they’re the Salvatore School’s It Couple right now.”

“Fake news,” Jed coughs into his notes, and Kaleb guffaws.

Hope doesn’t do anything but watch the entire exchange with curious eyes.

“Look, Penelope, you don’t have to believe it,” Landon begins, but he’s making mopey eyes at Hope, so Lizzie decides to cut in.

“As devastated as I am to admit it, Frodo’s been growing on me,” Lizzie sighs, the vision of a woman distraught. “Who knew I was into nerd porn?”

MG’s ears might as well be whistling, and Jed’s cough sounds like a choke now.

“Girl, say what,” Kaleb says in one disbelieving breath. “Tell me you’re not serious. You okay? Been getting enough sleep? Is this a breakdown thing, ‘cause Emma said we have to like, show solidarity and help you visualise your inner child and shit—”

Lizzie smarts at that, just a little. Her lips part to shoot some of her automatic sass bullets, but surprisingly nothings comes out. Landon secretly puts his hand on her knee in a secret show of solidarity.

“Kaleb,” Josie says sharply. “People can change.”

Lizzie eyes Landon curiously. He shoots her a small smile, which she looks away from.

“Exactly,” Penelope nods, but she’s smirking in a way that says she doesn’t buy a single thing, and is enjoying every second of watching Landon squirm under everyone’s scrutiny. “Who’d you lose the bet to, Lizzie?”

Lizzie, despite herself, starts to feel annoyed. “I’ll have you know, Penelope, Landon isn’t the short end of an already short bunch of sticks—”

Landon tries to figure out the compliment there.

“Then – then prove it!” MG blurts out. “Kiss. If you’re really a couple, then – Kiss!”

That stops Lizzie short. “Milton. Ew.”

“Really gross, MG.” Hope shoots him a look of distaste.

“Voyeur much?” Penelope smirks.

“Nah, I’m with MG,” defends Kaleb. “This is really entertaining and all, but it’s kinda starting to weird me out. Suck his face. No way you’d do that willingly.”

“You’re all wrong,” Lizzie tells them politely. Or as politely as she can. Things are a-movin’ and she’s excited; she can already feel her legs tingling when she accidentally siphons some of Landon’s magic from his hand on her knee under the table. She swallows down the smugness in her voice, because this is exactly where she’d hoped the day would go. She turns to Landon, and wills him not to look so pale.

“Pucker up, ‘90s,” she coos.

Keeping her face as forced-smiley as possible she leans forward and gives Landon a peck on his lips. A small little one. A peck really, bird to bird.

Landon, to her discreet pleasure, kisses her back.

When they part their chaste, publicly-acceptable form of display, everyone is looking at them, shell-shocked.

Penelope steals Jed’s can of Coke just so she could do a spit-take.

 —

 “That plan worked out awesome. Score one to Saltzman,” Lizzie sighs victoriously as she plops down onto her bed. “Now on to Phase 2.”

“I really don’t want to know what Phase 2 is,” Landon mumbles. He’s got his arm slung over his eyes as he slumps three inches down into Lizzie’s plushy pink armchair.

“Phase 2 is Mom walking into us. She’s about to start baking downstairs. I know. It’s Tuesday. Ready?”

Slowly, Landon removes his arms. He stares at her. For like, a really long time. “What do you mean,” he widens his eyes, “by walking into us.”

Lizzie smiles deviously. Without warning, she lets out a very soft moan.

“Lizzie,” Landon hisses harshly.

“Yes, exactly, keep doing that,” Lizzie responds in a breathless voice, whilst she grins manically at him and flaps her hands, motioning for him to go louder.

“Lizzie,” Landon groans now, completely exasperated. “It’s barely been two days, I really doubt we’ll be having sex right now—”

“Yeah, keep talking dirty to me!” Lizzie all but bellows and jumps up on the bed, the mattress squeaking. She glares at Landon, who sighs, and very reluctantly joins her.

They jump up and down, and every so often Lizzie punches Landon in the arm so he lets out a believable grunt.

The mattress springs keep squeaking. Lizzie keeps up her panting.

After four more minutes of that, Landon’s a little out of breath, puts some spring in his jump, and lands in a pile of Lizzie’s haphazard pillows.

“Give it up, Lizzie,” he says, resuming his previous moping position of arm-over-eyes. “I think I pulled a muscle.”

“Sexy,” Lizzie says the way one might say ‘rancid foot’, but drops down next to him anyway. She stares at the ceiling, and they let out a long sigh.

After about another four minutes of moping, Lizzie turns to her side and swats Landon’s arm off his face. “Enough! Tomorrow night is another day.”

“That doesn’t even make sense,” he points out, before propping himself up on one elbow to face her. “About that kiss just now—”

“They totally bought it,” Lizzie can’t resist interrupting.

“You sure you okay with this?” he mumbles in that Landon way of his. He studies her face. She notes the dark circles framing his obsidian-blues.

“Getting cold feet already, Kirby?”

“No, it’s just that—”

Her door swings open. “Elizabeth, do you remember where your mum put the…”

Lizzie and Landon whip around to see a very livid Professor M, staring at them, at the space between them, at the sweat beading on Landon’s forehead, at Lizzie’s once-sleek French braid that has now shaken loose, at the two of them again, at the space between them, and once more at Landon.

“Professor Mika-Mikaels—” Landon squawks, turning white as a sheet.

The growl that emanates from Professor M seems to make the room tremble, and Landon all but stutters to a stop. Lizzie, however, is coming up sunflowers. She practically bounces to her knees and throws her hands up, eyes crinkling warmly, exclaiming, “What did you need of me, my beloved stepfather!”

“Well, darling, I was looking for your mother’s ridiculously expensive sea salt but now I’m looking for something else entirely,” he grits out through clenched teeth, despite being slightly mollified by Lizzie’s welcome.

“And that is?” Lizzie all but croons, making a very conscious move towards Landon. “We’re kind of in the middle of studying right now.”

“Banishing objects, hm? Your books are missing.”

“Invisique,” Lizzie sings in reply. Landon just wants her to shut the fuck up, right now.

Landon’s head disappears, which is a good thing, because he looks like he’s holding in from puking his guts out, the way Klaus observes him like he’s a piece of meat.

“You’re the phoenix, yes?”

“Yes,” Landon says squeamishly.

“Alright,” Professor M seems to deliberate, before flashing over to Landon, grabbing him and throwing him out the room and right down the stairs.

“Niklaus Mikaelson!” comes her mom’s furious bellow.

“For FUCK’S SAKE, KLAUS!” She hears Dad yell. “WE JUST TALKED ABOUT THIS.”

Screams erupt, there’s a clattering of feet, and Lizzie falls out of bed in a perfect traumatised swoon, back of her hand rested delicately on her forehead. “Stepfather! Can we not with the dramatics!”

“We’re going to have a talk about this later,” he warns with a finger wagging her way, his undisguised rage making his accent thicker.

“I’ll miss you when you’re suspended again,” Lizzie pouts.

He groans, already hearing Mom’s boots stomping up the stairs. “As shall I, my sweet.”

 —

 At least Landon’s gotten used to resurrecting. Cause of death: the ire of Professor Klaus Mikaelson.

Lizzie’s waiting for him with a warm blanket when he starts to stir, her head facing the sky like she’s enjoying the sunset. Blinking groggily, he turns onto his stomach and rubs the back of his neck. He feels the weather-worn wood of the docks pressing into his face and he groans. That’s going to leave a mark.

“Welcome back,” Lizzie quips.

“Just because I can’t die doesn’t mean I wouldn’t appreciate some sympathy, Lizzie,” Landon mutters, throwing her a murderous look. “So what’s your damage.”

“Let’s see,” Lizzie says as she drapes the blanket over Landon’s crumpled heap of a body, face and all. “Two weeks of grounding. Mom suggested making it three weeks, but Dad intervened and said he’d rather us be on library duty instead for the rest of this semester.”

“Us?”

“Professor M also suggested throwing you out the window and have me try to levitate you before you hit the ground—”

“Jesus fucking Christ.”

“—but Mom was all Oh, maybe that’s a little too harsh,” Lizzie continues thoughtfully.

“A little?” Landon squeaks underneath the blue and white embroidered quilt. “Literally dying wasn’t enough?”

“But on the plus side, they were yelling so hard the entire school now knows we were caught post-doing the dirty.” Lizzie shoots him a grin. “On to Phase 3!”

“No!” Landon yells and clambers to his feet. “Lizzie, so far all your plans have kind of sucked for me, you know? How the hell is Hope supposed to like me now that she thinks I’ve slept with you!”

“Easy, lover boy,” Lizzie says, frowning. “This is the 21st century, she’s not a prude.”

“You don’t — you don’t know her like I do,” Landon says, burying his face in his hands and turning towards the water. “She’s not like y…”

He whirls around, hands already halfway lifting up like a gesture of apology but Lizzie’s already standing up, facing him squarely. Her eyes are narrowed as she takes him in coolly. “Not like?”

“Nevermind,” Landon says quickly. “Let’s grab some dinner, I’m starv—”

“Finish your fucking sentence, Frodo,” Lizzie says in a voice that is low and dangerous. Is it weird that he’s seeing some Klaus in the shadows of her face right now?

“Lizzie… let’s drop it.”

“No. Let’s hear you say it. Not like what? You were saying she’s not like me,” she hisses. Her fists are bunched into tight fists and he’s so glad she doesn’t have anything to syphon right now. He really hasn’t tried dying twice in the span of 12 hours.

“Look, I’m sorr—”

“Invisique,” she whispers.

“Lizzie!”

He hears the wooden boards squeak as she runs away, and when her feet hit grass there’s no telling where she might be.

“Fuck you, Landon!” he yells and heaves a rock into the water with a loud splash.

 —

tbc

#lizzie saltzman x landon kirby #lizzie x landon #legacies fanfiction #legacies #ishenwulf #hannah writes things #drunk writing: a series #otp: why are you carrying a sword #fic: where you cast those stones you wear

[trenchcas]

episode origins p1

i was watching moriah earlier today and was wondering what the significance of the name moriah was, so i searched it up. i’ll explain it here in this. i wanted to learn which episodes have titles derived from pop culture, literature, etc. so i put together this list. it’s not complete, feel free to reblog with more!

why did i waste hours on my life on this, you ask? i don’t know. 

season 1

pilot: obviously, all the first episodes of shows are called pilots. nothing new here.

wendigo: they’re fighting a wendigo

dead in the water: the phrase means “unable to function, move”.

phantom traveler: the name of the demon they’re fighting

bloody mary: based off the legend

skin: shapeshifters, also there might be a meta about how it’s a metaphor for dean

hook man: they’re fighting a hook man

bugs: bugs

home: they go home

asylum: they go to an asylum

scarecrow: scarecrow

faith: the concept of god first comes into play here, i thought that was pretty interesting. that’s why it’s called faith, duh. dean + faith is explored.

route 666: racist truck yes

nightmare: sam’s visions

the benders: i think it’s based off of the bloody benders, a family of serial killers

shadow: meg’s stalkery?

hell house: it was literally a hell house

something wicked: originally chanted by WITCHES in shakespeare’s macbeth. the full line is “something wicked this way comes, open locks, whoever knocks”. obviously the shtriga is a witch and it refers to that.

provenance: painting provenances, it’s in the episode

dead man’s blood: they use dead man’s blood

salvation: being saved or protected, like the boys and john do with the family

devil’s trap: the devil gets them in a trap. and they built a giant devil’s trap too.

season two

in my time of dying: based off of the led zeppelin song [x]

everybody loves a clown: based off of the gary lewis song [x]

bloodlust: i think it’s for the vampires but they were also a band in the 90′s

children shouldn’t play with dead things: based off of the 1972 movie

simon said: the whole “you do what i say” thing with andy and evil andy

no exit: it’s a song by blondie and in the episode h.h. holmes captures blondes...? am i just clowning

the usual suspects: based off of the 1995 movie

crossroad blues: based off of the robert johnson song (fave!) [x]

croatoan: i like this one. okay, so you guys probably know about the whole roanoke/croatoan thing in the 1600′s. so there’s a theory that the settlers were wiped out by a disease (similar to this town). also, the town would disappear off of the map.

hunted: gordon hunted sam

playthings: dolls, but the little girl was the grandma’s sisters plaything

nightshifter: a shifter in the night

houses of the holy: based off of the led zeppelin song and album [x]

born under a bad sign: based off of this song [x] there are a bunch of others including jimi hendrix but...?

tall tales: yeah i think this one is self explanatory

roadkill: someone got killed on the road

heart: werewolf heart but also how sam gave his heart to madison aww also there’s a band called heart

hollywood babylon: based off of the book by the same name

folsom prison blues: based off of the johnny cash song!! [x]

what is and what should never be: based off of the led zeppelin song [x]

all hell breaks loose: yes it did

season three

the magnificent seven: based off of the pretty famous western go watch

the kids are alright: based off of the who song [x]

bad day at black rock: based off of the 1955 movie

sin city: there’s a bunch of songs but the city was sinning so

bedtime stories: they were bedtime stories

red sky at morning: the full phrase is “red sky at morning, sailors take warning”. with the theme of this ep it fits pretty well.

fresh blood: fresh blood yes

a very supernatural christmas: i’m not sure. i think it’s based off of a christmas album?

malleus maleficarum: a 1400′s book of witches. latin for “hammer of the witches”.

dream a little dream of me: i love this song! based off this: [x]

mystery spot: mystery spot

jus in bello: i can’t really explain it but here [x]

ghostfacers: g h o s t f a c e r s

long-distance call: long distance call

time is on my side: based off of the rolling stones song [x]

no rest for the wicked: a biblical quote that means “evildoers will face eternal punishment”. also, “one’s work never ceases”.

season four

lazarus rising: in the bible, lazarus is the righteous man, which makes dean the righteous man. and he rises. so. 

are you there, god? it’s me, dean winchester: based off of the judy blume book (maybe?), are you there, god? it’s me, margaret.

in the beginning: they go back in time

metamorphosis: with the rugaru but also sammeh

monster movie: monsters and movies

yellow fever: referring to the disease i think, but also there are a few songs

it’s the great pumpkin, sam winchester: based off of it’s the great pumpkin, charlie brown.

wishful thinking: yeah

i know what you did last summer: dean + hell, sam + ruby. is it based off of the shawn mendes song? i don’t think it is because this came out way before the song.

heaven and hell: opposite sides meet, dean’s hell experiences.

family remains: there are remains

criss angel is a douche bag: idk?

after school special: based off of the abc program? i think?

sex and violence: there was a lot of sex. and violence.

death takes a holiday: death took a holiday

on the head of a pin: i’m not sure but this article is interesting, maybe related. probably related. [x]

it’s a terrible life: based off of it’s a wonderful life? i love that movie btw

the monster at the end of this book: ughhh! yes!!! first of all there’s a sesame street book by the same title. also, chuck actually was the monster at the end of the book! that’s crazy. insane. 

jump the shark: “(of a television series or movie) reach a point at which far-fetched events are included merely for the sake of novelty, indicative of a decline in quality.“ probably the whole long lost brother thing.

the rapture: a belief that christians will rise to “meet the lord in the air”. kinda like jimmy does.

when the levee breaks: based off of the led zeppelin song [x]

lucifer rising: lucifer rose

season five

sympathy for the devil: based off of the rolling stones song [x]

good god, y’all!: cas goes to find god

free to be you and me: a marlo thomas album and the brothers split up

the end: yeah it’s the end

fallen idols: i think we get it

i believe the children are our future: a lyric from a whitney houston song

the curious case of dean winchester: based off of the short story, the curious case of benjamin button.

changing channels: channels were changed. the end.

the real ghostbusters: based on the 1985 animation

abandon all hope: the full phrase is “abandon all hope, ye who enter here” and that pretty much sums up this episode.

sam, interrupted: i’m not sure?

swap meat: meats were SWAPPED.

the song remains the same: based off of the led zeppelin song [x]

my bloody valentine: based on jensen’s movie. but also the band?

dead men don’t wear plaid: based on the 1982 movie

dark side of the moon: a pink floyd album

99 problems: that one jayz song whatever

point of no return: a 1993 movie but also the poto song hehe

hammer of the gods: based off of the 1985 book i think? it’s about led zeppelin so probably yeah.

the devil you know: means that it’s better to deal with a situation you understand than one you don’t.

two minutes to midnight: this phrase is commonly used as a countdown to a global catastrophe (i.e. the fucking apocalypse)

swan song: someone’s final performance before retirement (i think this is about both brothers because it’s sam last battle and dean’s last fight before living with lisa)

season six

exile on main st.: based off of the rolling stones album [x]

two and a half men: it was a sitcom? but idk if that’s where it’s from

the third man: based off of the 1949 noir thriller? maybe? but there were also three men so idrk

weekend at bobby’s: it was a weekend at bobbys

live free or twi-hard: based off of twilight and that bruce willis movie that i watched once way back when

you can’t handle the truth: truth goddess. soulless sam gets exposed ig

family matters: based off of the 1989 sitcom? maybe

all dogs go to heaven: based off of the 1989 movie? probably

clap your hands if you believe: i think this is an original title idk

caged heat: based off of the 1974 movie i think

appointment in samarra: probably based off of the 1934 novel of the same name

like a virgin: based off of the madonna song [x]

unforgiven: sam does unforgiven things

mannequin 3: the reckoning: not sure

the french mistake: just... just read this link [x]

and then there were none: based off of the agatha christie novel of the same name

my heart will go on: y’all all know what’s up [x]

frontierland: they went to yeehaw town

mommy dearest: based on the 1981 film? maybe?

the man who would be king: based off of the 1888 novel by rudyard kipling

let it bleed: based off of the rolling stones album/song [x]

the man who knew too much: shares a name with the 1956 film

season seven

meet the new boss: they met the new boss idk

hello, cruel world: sad sam

the girl next door: there’s a 2004 romcom with the same name

defending your life: a 1991 romcom! wow!

shut up, dr. phil: sam and dean became philanthropists idk

slash fiction: hahahahaha i think we know what it means but wHY is it called that?

the mentalists: they met a bunch of magic people wow!

season 7, time for a wedding!: more like season 7, time for a slightly r*pey episode and GARTH!

how to win friends and influence monsters: based off of the 1936 book how to win friends and influence people

death’s door: they were at death’s door idk

adventures in babysitting: based off of the 1987 movie by the same name

time after time after time: based off of the cyndi lauper song? [x]

the slice girls: prolly based off of the spice girls idk

plucky pennywhistle’s magic menagerie: yeah idk

repo man: it’s a 1984 film too

out with the old: they were fucking around with antiques

the born-again identity: obviously based off of the bourne identity which i haven’t seen in forever

party on, garth: hahaha

of grave importance: it was very important

the girl with the dungeons and dragons tattoo: probably based off of the movie/book the girl with the dragon tattoo. 

reading is fundamental: reading is fundamental. go read a book.

there will be blood: there was blood

survival of the fittest: everybody fought idk

okay i’m gonna stop here for this one because i’m tired asf and i’ll do part 2 later 

[malkaviansyndromes]

ooc // i felt like writing something in second person to test my chops & wanted to describe lestat in para also so have this fic where you are a ghoul and you are at lestat’s bachelor pad

You are at Lestat's house. It sucks.

"Yeah, I know it's kind of a shithole," he says, stepping over a pile of plywood on the floor, "but that's what I like about it."

"You like living in a rat-infested shithole?"

"Well, I eat the rats, duh." He slams his fist down hard on the most hideous CRT television you've ever seen, then jabs the power button about four or five times until it turns on. The audio crackles and you see his hair start to cling to the static from the monitor while he checks the memory card in the PS2 connected to the television. You're painfully aware it's 2020.

"So..." you begin.

"So! You're like, that one guy's ghoul, yeah?"

"That one g -"

"It doesn't really matter, I don't give that much of a shit," he says. He hands you a controller and turns on the PS2. "I mean, ghouls are basically Vampires 2 or whatever, it's the same shit. It's fine. Do you like Katamari?"

You look him over. He's wearing a fairly neutral expression, but something about it makes you a little tense. His eyes aren't quite right - one is bright red, but what's alarming about it is that the pupil is way too small. "Uh, whatever you want to play is fine."

"OK, but I have other co-op games, so it doesn't have to be Katamari." You were told specifically to 'keep an eye on him' by your domitor, who you yourself hardly know; a blonde European who seems more interested in women and sailing than dealing with what he calls 'pressing matters.' There's a pit forming in your stomach as you realize you were not at all prepared for the level of reckless confidence he's placing in you, and not acting friendly enough seems now to be more of a misstep than the other way round. "What other games do you have, then?" You try to smile.

Lestat smiles, and he doesn't have to try. It's a totally normal expression mechanically, but when he grins, you suddenly feel as though he's an unhinged maniac teetering on the edge of some kind of violent breakdown. The red eye flickers a little bit. Mercifully, he turns to rifle through a stack of PS2 games after about half a second. "Uh, there's Katamari, Ribbit King, uhh, that Naruto fighting game, one of the Need for Speeds...actually I think these are all kind of old and shitty except for Katamari and Ribbit King? That can't be all of them, though, hold on."

He scrambles over the pile of plywood like a rat. You really notice it this time. "What's with the plywood?"

"Came with the place. Furnished apartment. You get it."

You don't get it, but that's fine. "You have any snacks?"

“Yeah, of course."

"So you have ghouls over often?"

He laughs at you like a cartoon witch. "No, I just get bored of drinking blood all the time. Do you want coffee? I want coffee. Let's have coffee." He sets down the second stack of PS2 games and flits over to his miserably dingy kitchen to mess with the coffee maker. You neglect to mention you don't like coffee (or Malkavians, at this point).

You're thinking of saying something about the posters (mostly rock and pop punk bands, but for some reason a Lisa Frank unicorn also?) when you hear something squeak and skitter past your feet. "Fuck!"

"RAT!" He bounds past you and snatches it in one hand with an alarming sense of practiced precision, then sinks his fangs in and drinks it quickly, like a frat boy chugging a beer. "Ugh. That was a bad one." He tosses its little body in the trash and goes to the sink to wash his hands. "I always feel bad for the little guys. I try to make it go quick. Better them than people, right?"

"I guess," you say. "You don't drink from people?"

"Oh, no, I do," says Lestat, lathering a bit of dish soap. "I just try not to make it, like, a thing." He dries off his hands and finishes up. "Anyway, just to like, level with you or whatever, I'm pretty sure you're fucking with me and you're someone's plant. Right?"

He looks at you more seriously this time, and you feel like you swallowed a rock. It's still not anything he's doing with his face, but the more he stands there, silently, the more you understand he's batshit insane - or at least, that's what you think. Right? What if he's making you think that? Can he read your mind? Can everyone read your mind when you're walking down the street? You never thought about it before, but if everyone can read your mind, what if the CIA can read your mind too, or the FBI? The whole apartment goes dark except for that creepy red eye. Fuck. He can read all your thoughts, can't he?

"Stop it! Stop it! How long have you been reading my mind?! Leave me alone!"

Suddenly the darkness lifts and the intense paranoia you felt a second ago vanishes. "Yeah, that's what I thought. It's whatever, though. I figured he'd track us down sooner or later." He switches off the coffee machine. "Don't shoot the messenger, right? So, you wanna play Katamari, or Ribbit King?"

You take a second to swallow. "Katamari's fine."

[dayawantstosleep]

His Pack 

Summary: Andrea just wanted to sleep in the arms of her boyfriends, she wasn't expecting this. Seungmin wanted to capture a werewolf with his friends, but he got more than he bargained for. Aria did not sign up to babysit. Luna stumbled upon all three of them, and bit two.

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Werewolf! Seungmin, ft. Turned! OC

Word Count: 3,722

Warnings: Swear Words, Mentions of Blood, POV Switching, Poly Relationships

Notes: The third part of the His Series. Although, this can be read as a stand alone. This is a birthday fanfic for Seungmin who is always in the building, lol. If Seungmin ever comes across this- I love and  support you. I wish one day I meet you and the boys. Stay healthy and I know you all will be amazing! Based on the show Teen Wolf.

Han     Felix     Seungmin   Chan   Minho

The wind was cold and I wish I had brought a sweater. Instead, I forgot one and I was freezing. I also wish I was at home instead of here.

"I know your dad's the Sheriff and all, but he will catch us and send us home." I said as I hugged myself. The boy next to me scoffed and quickly took off his zip up hoodie.

"Andrea, you worry too much. Live a little." Seungmin said as he wrapped his hoodie around me. 

"I want to live. That's exactly why we should get out of the reserve and go home. Instead of trying to catch a werewolf. I'm pretty sure Aria agrees." I turned to my best friend, who just shrugged.

"As long as no one kills us, I agree with Seungmin." She said, her voice so low I could barely hear it.

"You're not afraid because you're a vampire. Seungmin and I have to be afraid, we're human." Aria scoffed and pointed the flashlight towards me, blinding me momentarily.

"Felix and Changbin have been following us since we got here. I'm sure we'll be fine." My eyes widened and turned around, pointing my flashlight at the woods frantically.

"What?!" 

"Yeah. Jisung and Chan are here too. All we need is Hyunjin, and Jeongin and it's a party." She said clicking her tongue.

"I get that they're supportive friends, but WE CAN HANDLE OURSELVES!" I yelled, aware that our friends could hear.

"Hey, as a concerned boyfriend, we wanted to look out for you." I heard Changbin's voice coming from behind me.

"He's right, love." Felix came out of some trees, along with the rest of the guys.

"Nothing will happen to us, Lix. Aria is a vampire, if you haven't noticed." I said, pointing at her with both hands like that Will Smith meme. 

"We'll be fine, Hyung. Now, go home. Didn't you say you wanted to make the soccer team this year?" Seungmin asked Felix.

"I did, yeah."

"Great. This party's over. Goodbye, text me when you two get home." I pointed to Changbin and Felix.

"But-"

"No buts, Changbin. Go, I'll call if anything happens." I gave him a reassuring smile. 

He looked at me sadly, but turned around, grabbing Felix. Felix walked to a tree and pulled out Jisung and Chan, who just smiled sheepishly.

"As Andrea said, we'll call if anything happens." Aria said with a hand on her hip.

"Take care." Chan told her and then turned to me.

"All of you."

"We will, Oppa." I smiled, and watched all of them leave.

I turned to Aria, who looked at me quizzically before sighing. She knew what I wanted to ask and she knew the answer.

"They left. Heard Chan's car." She said and I smiled. I turned to Seungmin and sighed.

"How much longer?" I asked, zipping up his hoodie. My feet felt cold and I was pretty sure they were going to fall off any second.

"We're almost there." He said.

An ear piercing screech cut through the air and I covered my ears. Aria knelt down on the floor, ears covered. Having the ability to hear things humans can't must suck at the moment.

"Ahhhh!" She yelled as she sunk lower into the ground. I knelt down and grabbed her hand.

"You ok?"

"I will be once I get my hands on Jisung and strangle him. Why did we have to come, Seungmin?" She stood up and shook her head.

"It's not my fault a person screamed, much less that you're still a newborn." He said. Aria growled at him, eyes flashing.

"Guys, we should worry about finding the werewolf and getting out of here. Who knows what could be in these woods." I said, waving my flashlight around.

"Fine. Let's keep moving." Seungmin said as all of us continued walking.

 

                                     ___

 

Aria let out a growl and all of us stopped. A figure was in front of us, turned away from us, hunched over something. It turned and I felt my breath hitch.

The thing had fangs and the glowing eyes looked menacing. It looked taller than Seungmin, maybe Chan's height, with long hair and pale skin. 

"Run!" Aria said as I grabbed Seungmin's hand and ran. I heard Aria growling from behind me.

"What are we doing? Seungmin asked next to me.

"Running for our lives, duh. Get with the program, Min." I said and I kept running. 

"Aria will be fine. She's a vampire. She can survive this." I told him and then I stopped. I turned around and cursed. Seungmin was gone.

"Seungmin!" I yelled out. He was going to get himself killed if he went back for Aria. 

"Seungmin!" I called out again. The woods were cold and I didn't like it. I waved the flashlight around, trying to see if anyone was out here.

A scream cut through the woods and I gasped. I pointed my flashlight towards the direction of the scream and looked around. No one was there.

"Seungmin?" I asked no one in particular as I ran towards the scream. I shouldn't have ran away, I should've stayed with Aria. Maybe then Seungmin wouldn't have left.

"Seungmin!" I yelled as a body laid on the floor, blocking my path. Blood poured out of his torso and he looked deathly pale.

"What happened?" I asked while cradling his head. He let out a cough and gasped.

"Watch out for the werewolf! Behind you!" I turned. Seungmin was right. This time, it looked more human. 

Instead of a towering giant, it was around my height. With fangs, claws and glowing golden eyes. It looked like a girl, long brown hair and pale skin. She growled at us.

"What do you want?"

"At first I wanted food. But now, yes. You two would be a nice addition to my pack." 

"What? No. Y-you c-can't. I-" She was coming towards me and I felt scared.

"Don't worry it won't hurt." She growled, her fangs visible. I heard a growl and she got thrown away from me. 

The werewolf growled and then I saw Aria there, transformed. She growled at the girl, claws and fangs out.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't tear you apart right now?" Aria asked the girl. 

"I'm the only one that can save him." She pointed a clawed finger at Seungmin. 

He looked bad. He started turning grey and he was sweating a lot. I rushed to his side and grabbed his hand.

"You'll be fine, Seungmin." Tears pricked my eyes as I touched his wound with my free hand. He yelled as I applied pressure.

"It hurts." He said as I nodded.

"I know, Min. But, you'll be fine. I just need to make a quick call." With shaky hands, I took my phone out of my pocket. 

Tears blurred my vision as I tried wiping them. My hands were covered in blood. Seungmin's blood. I clicked the phone icon on my phone and the keypad appeared.

"You're going to be fine. You're going to be fine." I muttered over and over. A couple feet in front of me Aria was still fighting the werewolf girl. 

I groaned and tried dialing Chan's number. My hands were too shaky and in the end I threw my phone. I grabbed Seungmin's hand and pulled him.

"We need to get you out of here." I said as I tried hauling him up. He yelled as he finally stood up with much effort from both of us.

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"What happened to you?" Chan asked as he stared at all of us. We must look like shit. I certainly feel that way. Blood soaked my shirt, and hands as I just stared at Chan, and Changbin.

"I-we-she...ugh!" I put my hands on my face at my inability to properly speak. Arms wrapped themselves around me as I soaking in a familiar smell.

A smell that made me feel at home and safe. Changbin's. I pulled my hand away and hugged him back.

"We found a werewolf." All hell broke loose as Aria said those four words. 

Everyone started speaking at the same time. Some of them yelling and others comforting. It was making my head explode.

"Shut up!" I yelled as all of them shut up, except for Jisung. 

"You should have called! Do you know how worried sick we were? We had to stop Changbin from destroying the kitchen. The kitchen!" 

"Jisung, be quiet." I snapped at the boy. He turned to me, anger on his face.

"Be quiet? You really want me to be quiet?" He walked towards me and Felix blocked his path.

"Calm down, Jisung." He said. 

"Calm down? You really want me to calm down?" He asked. Aria sighed and grabbed Jisung's ear. He yelped and she dragged him to the couch.

"Stop it! Seungmin is not in a good condition right now. We need Hyunjin." She said, placing her arms around Jisung.

I took my phone out and tried turning it on. The cracked screen should've been a dead giveaway that it wouldn't work, but I tried anyway.

"What did you do to your phone?" Felix asked as he came next to me.

"I tried calling one of you, but I couldn't cause I was scared so I threw it. Not my brightest moment." Changbin chuckled and took his phone out before dialing what I assume is Hyunjin's number.

"Hyunjin? We need you here right now. It's an emergency. Yeah. Ok. Bye." Changbin said and ended the call.

"He'll be here as soon as he can. He's working."

"And he picks today to work?" I asked, half joking, half not.

"He's Hyunjin, babe." Changbin said as he nuzzled his face on my neck.

"I guess we have to take care of him." I said looking at Seungmin laying on the other couch. 

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"I hate this plan." Aria said into her phone as she turned to a sleeping Seungmin on the couch next to her.

"We know. But it's the best we've got right now." Andrea said from the other end.

"Chan thought of this, didn't he?" She asked. She could almost see Andrea nodding her head.

"Yeah. It'll just be for a couple hours. Just until we can find the werewolf again so she heals him."

"How do you know she's in the woods? She might be anywhere." 

"I have a hunch. Anyway, have fun. We'll call if anything happens." Andrea said as the line went dead. 

She sighed as she looked at the sleeping boy next to her. She did not sign up for babysitting. She closed her eyes and heard Seungmin muttering something.

"Seungmin?" She whispered as the boy began turning around on the couch. He must be having a bad dream. 

"Seungmin? Wake up." She said louder. His eyes shot open and he stood up.

He looked fine to her. The color returned to his face and he wasn't sweating anymore. She walked to him and smiled.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah. I'm fine." He smiled and looked at his clothes.

"I'll be back. I need to change from this." He said pointing at his bloodied shirt. She nodded and he walked towards his room.

There was something odd about him, she could smell it. She just didn't know what. He smelled like dirt and pinecones, a weird combination.

"There. Much better." Seungmin came out with a clean white shirt and she nodded.

"That's good. You're not sweating anymore." 

"I know. Where are the others?"

"They went to the woods again. To try to catch the girl that bit you. But since you're fine now, I'll tell them to come back." She fished her phone out of her pocket and then she heard a howl coming from somewhere outside.

"I gotta go." Seungmin said as he ran out the door. Was the howl the girl that bit him?

"Wait, Seungmin!" She grabbed her coat and ran behind him.

It was in the woods where she caught up to Seungmin. It only took her a few seconds to catch up, being a vampire and all.

"Where are you going?" She yelled at him. He just kept running and stayed silent.

"Seungmin?" He still didn't say anything so she had no choice but to follow him. 

He led her to a clearing, where there was nothing but trees. She narrowed her eyes at him. This is where he wanted to go?

"You're not here to kill me are you?" She teased, glancing at the clearing.

It would be a perfect place to dump a body. Although Jisung would be pissed. He would probably try to kill Seungmin, only to be stopped by Chan. Chan would torture Seungmin emotionally for all eternity.

"No. Why would you think that? She needs help." He said as his nails elongated. She knew something was off about him. He was a werewolf like Hyunjin.

"The girl that nearly killed you? I don't think it's a good idea." She crossed her arms across her chest and then heard a growl.

She gritted her teeth and her claws came out. The girl must be in trouble if she needed Seungmin. But, that wasn't their problem.

"Why not? She might be hurt."

"That's not our problem, Minnie. It's her fault for being out here in the middle of the night." She heard another growl and Seungmin took off yet again.

She really needed to put a leash on this boy.

___

"We have to help!" Seungmin yelled at her frantically. She sighed but ran towards the girl. 

She looked mangled but the thing she was fighting looked worse. It did not look human, or half human like them.

It had white pupils and its mouth was covered in blood. The only thing remotely human was the hair, it looked straw-like and unnatural.

It clawed at the girl, void of emotions. The girl grabbed the thing by the throat, at least she thought it was the throat and. Seungmin clawed the thing's torso and it let out a squeal so horrid, even God must have heard it.

She ran into the fray and the girl got out of the way as her fist connected with the things face. The thing let out another squeal and grabbed Seungmin by the throat, throwing him into a tree.

"What the hell is that thing?" She asked the girl. 

"It's not human." The girl said as she ran to the thing again. Aria sighed and let out a growl.

"I'm aware of that." She ran to the thing and began clawing at its torso. 

"Do we kill this thing? Or should we just scare it off?" Seungmin asked the girl. He had blood on his head but otherwise he looked unscathed.

"Either one, I guess." The girl said as the thing grabbed her by the throat.

What is it with this thing and throat grabbing?

Aria growled as the thing threw the girl to her. Both of them landed hard to a tree bark and she groaned.

"I think we're losing." She said as the girl got off her. She groaned and hauled herself up.

Seungmin was fighting that thing and she ran to the thing again. The thing slashed his torso but he continued fighting. She roared at the thing and kicked its face. The thing grabbed a tree branch and she groaned as it impaled her shoulder.

"Aria!" Seungmin roared as he grabbed the tree branch. She groaned as the thing closed in on them. She closed her eyes, grabbing Seungmin's hand.

She heard a growl coming from the girl and then something fell down. She opened her eyes, ignoring the pain.

"Why did you save us?" She asked the girl in between panting breaths. She glared at her and the girl grabbed the tree branch. She yelled in pain as she took it out.

"Cause you're part of my pack, duh." She threw the branch and she moved her arm, groaning in pain as her muscles moved back together.

"He is. Not me." The girl looked at her puzzled. Intently, but puzzled.

"No. Hm, I thought you were the other girl."

"Wait, what other girl?"

"The short one." She said

"Andrea? You bit her?" Aria's eyes flashed red. No one bites her best friend and gets away with it.

"Relax. She has a gift now." Seungmin stared at the girl, and she stared back at him. 

They looked like they were in some kind of staring contest. The girl inched closer to him and Aria blocked her.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to see my pack mate."

"Wait, what?" The girl turned to Seungmin and sighed.

"Is she deaf?" The girl said and Aria growled.

This girl bit Seungmin and she didn't like that. She was grateful for saving Seungmin and herself, but she wondered if the girl had ulterior motives.

___

"Seungmin? Is that you?" She heard a voice behind them and a flashlight blinded her. 

"Andrea? Chan, Jisung, guys, what are you doing out here?" They came out of the shadows and stood next to them.

"I should ask you the same thing. Weren't you supposed to take care of Seungmin?" Andrea asked. She smiled sheepishly at her, looking at her best friend up and down.

Then she saw her sleeve, a small scar the size of a needle was on her left wrist. She turned to her face and noticed she changed.

Did she suffer the same symptoms Seungmin did earlier? Was she a werewolf like them now? She cleared her throat and turned to Chan.

"He ran off. To find her. He's a werewolf." She sighed at the thought.

She had hoped her human friends would stay human so they didn't have to live with supernatural problems. That's why she chose Seungmin and Andrea as her friends.

But who was she to be hypocritical now? She was also human once, until her boyfriend changed her.

"So, you're a werewolf and you bit Seungmin." Chan looked at the girl intently. 

"Shapeshifters crossed my land and I'll need help to defeat them. They murdered my family. Innocent people and who knows what else." The girl looked around frantically. 

"And why is that our problem?" Aria asked. That doesn't give her permission to start turning people.

"Aria, be nice." Andrea said. She glared her eyes at her best friend.

"She bit you and you're defending her?" She probably should've stayed quiet.

Changbin looked like he wanted to kill everyone and anything. Felix looked like someone murdered his cat. Andrea was going to kill her later, she was sure of it.

"She what!" Both of them asked. The look Andrea gave her wasn't a good one.

"I'm not defending her. But her heartbeat was steady, so she can't be lying."

"Or she's had years of practice to control her heartbeat." Aria said and Andrea growled. 

"Show us proof the shapeshifters killed your family." Aria said, turning to the girl. 

"Aria, I don't think it's a good idea." Chan said.

"No. If it'll prove I'm telling the truth, I'll do it." The girl said, a determined look on her face.

                                           ___

"You really don't have to do this." Seungmin told Luna. She smiled at him and nodded. 

They've been walking for hours without end. Towards the shapeshifters that terrorized her family. The same ones that killed them in the end and somehow left her alive.

"I really do. If it means putting them through the hell I went through, I'd do anything." She said, walking along her new acquaintances.

"What if something bad happens, Luna?"

"That's why I'm a werewolf, Seungmin. I'll protect you and Andrea, no matter what happens." She said smiling.

She turned to her new acquaintances and sneered. She knew Aria didn't like her, but she needed to bite her friends because she needed help. 

She didn't know if the rest of her friends even liked her, and she was fine with that. What mattered was bringing the shapeshifters down, even if she died trying.

"Really?" He asked her. She nodded and walked side by side with him.

"How much longer?" Asked a tall brunette who walked next to Aria.

"Just crossing the river." She said as she saw the river a few feet ahead.

It took some time to get to the other side of the river, and then she saw a few houses. She stopped in front of a house and they stopped too.

"This was my home, until shapeshifters destroyed it." She yanked the door open and sobbed.

The scene was the same. Furniture and walls were destroyed, bodies without life were on the floor. Her pack. She felt strong arms around her and she let herself cry.

"I know this is hard, Luna." Seungmin said and she nodded, soaking his shirt.

"They need to pay. I'm all alone now, I can't be alone anymore." She turned to him and he nodded slowly.

                  

                                          ___

 

"Where have you been staying at?" The tall guy with black hair said. They had arrived at his house a few seconds ago and she sat on a very fancy couch.

"Near the woods, in a small cottage." The guy was cute, with a strong jawline and big brown eyes. He seemed trustworthy. 

"Well..." He turned to Aria and Andrea. Aria shook her head furiously.

"No." Aria said, crossing her arms.

"She can stay with me. She did say I was part of her pack." Andrea said. Next to her a brunette and a guy with a serious expression glared at her.

"You know who else is part of her pack? Seungmin. Do you mind letting her stay at your place?" Chan asked her pack mate.

"Not at all. Luna, welcome to the team." Seungmin flashed her a bright smile and she couldn't help but smile back.

"Not yet." Aria grunted but a guy that looked like a squirrel put an arm around her.

"Relax, Aria." He said as he kissed her cheek. Luna averted her gaze to her other pack mate.

Two boys were next to Andrea, hugging her. She kissed both their cheeks and laughed at something they said.

Maybe with them she'll be alright. They seemed like a tight knit group of supernaturals. If they take care of her, she'll take care of them.

#september 2020 #stray kids #kim seungmin #september 23

[rosemaidenvixen]

A Secret’s Worth

Chapter 4: Mary

Ao3

Mary wanted to let out an indignant scoff, but seeing how her mouth was full of nachos she settled for a scowl. Seriously, it had been two days and Dean still hadn’t texted her back. At first she had just been annoyed, now she was straight up mad. 

No more playing nice, if Dean wanted her back it was going to cost him a date with pizza and ice cream.

A wry smile broke through her frown. 

Of course it wasn’t like she needed Dean, plenty of other boys would give anything to go out with her. Henry, otherwise known as Tight-Jeans Hank, had just asked her to go to the basketball game this week, maybe she should take him up on it, show Dean what he was missing out on.

“I didn’t make the team,”

Mary practically jumped out of her seat. She was so engrossed in her texts that she hadn’t even noticed Darci sitting down across from her.

“What?”

Darci was staring down at the logo stamped into the middle of the table, eyes scrunched and mouth crumpled. It took Mary a few seconds to realize she was holding back tears.

“The cheerleading team, I didn’t make the cut,”

Mary gently slid her phone into her pocket “Sorry...that sucks,”

Heat started to bloom on her face as silence stretched out between the two of them, thick and tacky. Mary never knew what to say in these kinds of situations. She couldn't just tell Darci it wasn’t as bad as it seemed, in her track record saying that never went over well. Bottom line, Mary sucked at making people feel better when they were down. Whatever she tried always seemed to make things worse. 

Fortunately both of them were saved when Claire came swooping in and planted herself in the seat beside Darci.

“I’m so sorry,” Claire reached over grasped Darci’s hand with hers “That must be such a let down after all your hard work,”

Darci’s lower lip trembled “I knew they weren’t going to let more than one or two freshman onto the team, but I thought that maybe I was good enough…”

She trailed off as Claire patted the back of her hand “You’re plenty good enough Darci, they probably just didn’t have enough spots available. I’m sure that next year they’ll be glad to have you,” 

“Thanks Claire,”

Mary watched as Claire successfully pulled Darci back from the brink of tears, wriggling uncomfortably, wishing she could be half as comforting and sweet as Claire. She didn’t envy her friends for a lot of things, but this was one of them.

She sat up straighter as an idea came to her. Mary might suck at sympathy, but maybe she could help by providing a welcome distraction. 

“Yeah, you’ll be on the team for sure next year,” Mary’s eyes twinkled “Maybe by then Claire will have finally asked Jimmy-Jam out,”

The sharp look on Claire’s face made Mary wonder if this had been the right move after all. Then Darci let out a small laugh and she stopped wondering. 

She let herself relax a little bit, Claire still looked pissed about her love life being brought up, but Darci was smiling so Mary decided to roll with it.

“Yesterday you went on and on about how today was the day you were finally going to do it, but in the end you chickened out,” she smirked “Again,”

Claire didn’t reply to that but her rapidly pinkening cheeks did all the talking.

Darci giggled, successfully distracted now “Come on Claire, we’ve been hanging out with the boys for weeks, when are you planning on actually telling Jim that you like-like him?”

She let out a deep sigh “Soon, ok, soon,” 

“You know Claire, the longer you wait, the more likely it is some other girl snaches him up,”

“What!”

“What Mare means...” Darci said while throwing a knowing look in Mary’s direction “Is if you really like Jim you should just tell him that, get the words out there” she placed a reassuring hand on Claire’s shoulder “And if it makes you feel better, I think that Jim likes you to,” 

“You...think so?”

“Better hurry, I saw Valerie eyeing him during social studies,”

If looks could kill Claire would have her dead on the ground “Are you actually invested in my love life or do you just want to watch me suffer?”

“Yes,”

Claire looked back and forth between Mary and Darci’s eager expressions, then buried her face into her hands with a groan “Look, I know you guys are just trying to help. But I really need to figure this out on my own. So can you just...give me some space on this,”

Translation; time to back off now.

“Ok, ok,” Mary said, knowing not to push further “But when you do ask him out, promise we’ll be the first to know?”

Claire nodded “Promise,”

Satisfied, Mary went back to her nachos, Claire and Darci following suit with their own lunches. Based on the clock it wouldn’t be long before Jim and Toby joined them. 

Strange how normal a thought that was. 

This time last year the idea of having lunch with anyone else besides her besties was unthinkable. Sometimes Mary still couldn’t believe the boys were part of their unofficial ‘group’ now.

She hadn’t had a problem going along with Claire’s county fair idea. Claire had wanted to make Jim happy and Mary wanted to make Claire happy. Just one day out, no harm no foul.

But when Darci had wanted to keep hanging around with the boys after that, Mary hadn’t exactly been thrilled.

Maintaining their hard won social status took a lot of work, and she wasn’t going to jeopardize that, not even for the boy Claire was crushing on. Besides, the three of them had been BFFs since kindergarten, and Mary wasn’t going to let just anyone butt in on that, let alone boys.

Mary didn’t have anything against boys. Actually she liked them quite a bit. Boys could be cool and pretty darn fun to hang around with, but only if a girl kept her distance. Letting a boy get too close was a rookie mistake. Mary had learned that lesson the hard way and there was no way in hell she was letting Claire or Darci get hurt like that.

So yeah, she hadn’t been down with turning this into a thing.

But Darci wanted to hang out with Toby and Jim more and of course Claire had all but jumped to agree. Even if she had put her foot down Mary was outvoted two to one, so she just gritted her teeth and put up with the boys tagging along.

Sitting together at lunch, hanging out after school. Claire even invited them along to videogame Saturday at her house; an event that had been exclusive to the three of them for years!

Mary hadn’t dropped her guard the entire time, always keeping watch for any sign that either Toby or Jim would push their newfound privilege too far.

One toe out of line and she’d kick them to the curb so fast it would leave skid marks.

She’d kept up her hypervigilance for weeks, but nothing had ever come of it. Mary had known boys that would act all nice and then do a 180 the second they had you where they wanted you, but Toby and Jim actually seemed genuinely….nice.

Jim shared his lunch when Darci was down on cash, and offered to bring an extra any time one of them needed it. Toby lent out his geology notes and kept them all from completely flunking a pop quiz. The enitre time she’d known them Jim and Toby had never been anything less than friendly and helpfull. More than that, neither of them ever acted like their good behavior entitled them to...more.

Toby and Jim weren’t just acting nice, they were nice; a little dorky maybe, but nice.

So after weeks of being on edge Mary finally eased up. The boys might not have earned her full trust just yet, but they had gained quite a bit of it, enough for her to call them friends.

And speak of the devil, Toby and Jim chose that moment to show up at their table. She waved in greeting, mouth still full. Toby smiled and waved back “How’s it going guys, oh hey Darci, did you hear about the cheer team yet?”

Darci’s face fell “I didn’t make the cut,”

Jim winced as he slid into his seat “Bummer,”

Toby looked affronted on her behalf “If they were crazy enough to turn you down that’s their loss,”

She managed a weak grin “Thanks guys,”

The conversations died down again as they all started eating in earnest. Not because they didn’t have anything to talk about, but because they didn’t have the time. Lunch period was barely long enough to get a full meal in, especially when you got your lunch from the food truck in the park like they did today. They didn’t have to rush, but they couldn’t exactly take their time either. 

Mary was able to multitask by chowing down on her nachos with her left hand and tapping at her phone with her right. 

She was finished checking her texts so she moved on to organize her calendar. Planning and coordinating all of their group’s outings took a lot of time and effort, but all four of her friends thanked her on a regular basis and let her know how much they appreciated it.

It might be a lot of hard work, but it really was good to be Queen Bee.

And when she spotted an event planned for that weekend, Mary realized it was a very good thing she decided to check her calendar when all five of them were at lunch together. 

“Darc, Claire; how much prep time will you need for your makeup on Saturday?”

Darci perked up instantly “I’ll need half an hour at the very least,”

Claire puzzled over it for a bit longer before answering “Mine should take ten, fifteen minutes tops,” 

Mary added a note to the event before turning to Jim and Toby “What about you guys?”

The two just blinked at her, Jim hesitantly raising a hand into the air “Uh, question, why are we talking about makeup?”

“To go with our costumes, duh,”

Toby nervously tapped his fingers against the table “....costumes? 

Mary gave both of them a flat, unimpressed stare “For the Halloween Hop on Saturday that we’ve been talking about for weeks. Seriously, do you guys never check Messenger?”

Jim still didn’t look like he was getting it “The Halloween Hop?”

“Yep,” Claire said with a grin “I’m going as a vampire,”

“I’m going as a corpse bride,” Darci added.

Realization dawned on Toby’s face as things clicked into place “Those sound awesomely spooky, what about you Mary?”

“Mermaid,”

“Nice,”

“So wait,” Jim spoke up, still sounding confused “That’s this weekend?”

Her eye roll practically scraped the ceiling “Yeah they’ve had flyers posted for weeks. Now spill, what are you going as and how much time are you going to need to suit up? We need to get there by six,”

Finally she could see the lightbulb going off in Jim’s head as he came up to speed. 

Toby let out a sharp gasp “We should go as Freddy Kruger and Jason! I already have a hockey mask, all we need is a hat, glove, and fake machete,”

Mary nodded in approval and looked back down at her phone “Can you guys be ready at Darci’s house at six? Her dad can drive us there and my moms agreed to pick us up. Afterwards they can drop you off at home or…” 

She deliberately paused, letting the anticipation build for a few seconds. Seeing as how the boys were a little slow on the uptake Mary might as well relish the big reveal “We can all spend the night at my house, my moms will be home all night and they say it’s fine,” 

If Toby grinned any wider he was going to crack his face in half “A sleepover?! Awesomesauce!”

So Jim and Toby were in, good. Tonight Mary would let her moms know so they could exchange numbers with Jim’s mom and Toby’s Nana, then she had to make sure they had enough snacks for all five of--

“Actually…” Jim’s voice derailed her train of thought “I won’t be able to make it,” 

Mary frowned “If your mom isn’t cool with the boy-girl thing, just let my moms talk to her, they’ll make her come around,” 

Jim chewed on his lower lip, not looking reassured at all “It’s...not that...I can’t do any of it,”

Wait. What? 

“You mean you can’t come to the sleepover or the Halloween hop?”

“Nope, sorry,”

She narrowed her eyes “Is it because of your curfew?”

Jim looked down and away “No,”

Translation, it most certainly was. The real question was why she was even surprised at this point.

Mary scowled and set her phone down on the table “Seriously? Come on Jim you always bail early, can’t you ignore your crazy early curfew just this once?”

“If your mom’s worried it’s totally safe,” Darci added helpfully “We’ll be at school with the teachers or at Mary’s house with her moms the whole time,”

Claire leaned closer to him, expression hopeful and pleading “My parents can talk to her, they’re super big on safety, so if they think it’s ok for me to go you know it’s danger free,” 

Jim opened his mouth, no doubt to object, but stopped when Toby laid a hand on his shoulder.

“Dr. Lake has nothing to worry about,” Toby smiled up expectantly at him “You’re not a little kid anymore, you need a night out, your mom will understand,”

Jim shut his jaw with a click, biting back whatever rebuttal he’d had. They’d all given him a hard time about the ridiculous hours his mom wanted him home by at some point, but this was the first time all four of them had ganged up about it, leaving absolutely no room for counterarguments. 

Mary arched a single eyebrow “So do you think you can convince your mom to let you off the hook for one night?”

He snapped out of his speechlessness “It’s not that!” 

“They why?” 

 “The reason I can’t come is...is…” Jim stammered “...is because my mom and I...are going camping,”

Mary’s jaw dropped “You and your mom are going camping?” 

He grinned sheepishly “Yeah, it’s kind of our family thing,”

“In October?!”

Jim’s already brittle smile wavered “Yeah...she’s an ER doctor so her work schedule is weird, she can’t always pick what days off she gets so we have to go camping whenever we can, right Toby?”

Looking majorly disappointed, Toby still nodded in agreement “Yeah, I remember one year her schedule was so packed you guys didn’t go on vacation for six months and then you went to Yosemite for two solid weeks,”

Claire’s face fell “So you guys can’t go on another weekend?”

“Nope, sorry,”

Mary’s eyes narrowed as she fought to keep her mouth from twisting into an ugly snarl. While she didn’t consider herself a troublemaker, Mary had gotten pretty darn good at telling people what they wanted to hear in order to weasel her way out of tight spots, like detention or extra homework. And she could tell that Jim was doing the exact same thing right now. 

Jim was lying, there was no camping trip. 

But then why couldn’t he go to the Halloween Hop, or the sleepover for that matter, or literally anything? 

Was his curfew no exceptions, or was there some other reason he couldn’t go out on Saturday. Maybe he couldn’t bear to sleep away from home? Mary had known some kids like that, but that was when they were all little, there was no way that could be going on with Jim now, could it?

Mary wanted to trust him, she already trusted Jim and Toby more than any other boys their age. 

But Jim was lying to her, to all of them.

Her fingers dug into the fabric of her jeans and Jim babbled on about the imaginary camping trip that prevented him from joining them that weekend. She was one bad decision away from reaching across the table and shaking him by the shoulders, demanding actual answers.

Quick as the thought crossed her mind, a hot wave of shame followed. 

Stealing the truth wasn’t the right way to go. Mary wanted to know what was going on with Jim, but that didn’t entitle her to his dirty laundry.

She had learned that lesson the same week she met him.

Mary took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Jim was a friend, her friend, and she would let him keep his secrets. He could share them in his own time.

“Fine, if you can’t go you can’t go,” Mary said with she hoped was a friendly, not insincere looking, smile “Just let me know when you and your mom are going camping, that way I can plan around it, ok?”

Jim beamed back at her “You betcha,”

#tales of arcadia #Trollhunters #Mary Wang #darci scott #claire nuñez #toby domzalski #jim lake jr #a secret's worth #rmvwrites #fanfic

[skzsauce01]

WOW, Jisung

Description: Jisung’s crush discovers a past he would rather hide.

Warning: None

Word count: 1769

Pairings: Han Jisung x fem!reader

WOW, Bang Chan / WOW, Changbin

“Excuse me, Noona. Do you have a boyfriend?”

Jisung chokes on his water upon hearing those words escape from your normally sweet lips.

“W-what?” he stutters, still trying to recover from choking.

“What?” you return, feigning confusion.

“You just said something. What was it?”

“I didn’t say anything; I was just passing by.” You flutter your lashes at him innocently.

He wonders if you’re doing it on purpose-- if you know what effect it has on him.

“Oh, I just thought I heard something,” he mutters, turning away to hide his reddening features.

Sniffling a giggle, you leave the blonde to his imagination.

He heard it. He’s pretty sure he hears it this time, the unmistakable melody of your laughter and Hyunjin singing “wooooow” in an all-too exaggerated manner. He walks into the room to find you cleaning up after finishing his bandmate’s makeup. His heart pangs a little upon seeing you smiling at each other, but the feelings all wash away when you turn towards him with that same curve on your lips.

“Jisung-oppa! You’re just in time. Have a seat!”

“It’s makeup time, ‘Jisung-oppa,’” Hyunjin teases while pushing past the younger’s shoulder.

He sits down in the chair, fairly certain the two of you know something he doesn’t. The fact that you’re wearing a grey jacket doesn’t escape him.

“What were the two of you talking about?” he questions.

You dab foundation onto his squirrely cheeks. “There’s a new movie coming out next week. He wanted to watch it together.”

“Really? It sounded like he was singing something.”

“Singing what?”

Jisung’s voice gets caught in his throat. One, because he would be exposing himself if he told you the title and you actually don’t know about it, and two, because you were leaning a little too close to put on his liner.

“Just... something...” he manages. “Are you really going to the movies with him?”

You’re glad he’s closing his eyes so he can’t see you laughing. “I am. Do you want to come?”

“Yes!” he exclaims too readily. His eyelids pop open in eagerness and you nearly jab his eyeball with eye shadow.

“Really? It’s a horror.”

“O-oh...” He slumps back into the back of the chair. “T-that’s fine. I like horror movies. Yeah, let’s go.”

Jisung didn’t realize a movie outing consisted of not only you, him, and Hyunjin, but also a handful of staff and some other members. Of course it has to be like this; the group can’t handle a dating scandal quite yet.

Through a series of trades, the boy finally successfully got the ticket for the seat next to you. As he weaved through the aisle with a bucket of popcorn he hoped you guys could share, he spots you and Hyunjin wearing one ear of a earphone each and bobbing to some music as the two of you waited for the movie to start.

“What are you listening to?” he casually asks.

“3RACHA,” Hyunjin replies off-offhandedly.

“Oh, which song?”

The taller male mumbles something incoherent. Behind you, Jeongin reaches for Hyunjin’s phone and reads the title. The maknae breaks into a peal of laughter and whispers something into his leader’s ear.

“Ya! Hyunjin! What are you showing Y/N?” whines Chan.

“What is it? What are they listening to?” Jisung demands.

“Art.” “Ear poison.” “The best thing ever.” “Your demise.” 

Jisung glares at his members and is about to voice another complaint when a vampire jumps onto screen, effectively replacing his complaint with a scream. He feels you giving his shoulder a calming pat in the dark, and the boy looks down at his feet with burning embarrassment. Perhaps he shouldn’t have chosen this seat after all.

To get Hyunjin to spill the beans on what he’s been showing you, Jisung finally loops you and his bandmates into a game of “Truth or Dare” with Wasabi being the punishment for chickens who flake out on their turn.

After a series of hard-fought rock-paper-scissors, Jisung gets to go first.

“Hyunjin--”

The male in question takes a swig of wasabi paste, earning him a few boos and teases.

Jisung is fuming at this point. It’s already been two weeks since his suspicions arose, and he needs answers. He turns his focus on you, knowing you have a notoriously low tolerance for spice. However, it seems like he isn’t the only one who has you in focus.

“Y/N, truth or dare?” prompts Hyunjin.

“Truth.”

“Do you like someone? Like, like like.”

Jisung’s every sense heighten ten-fold.

You raise a brow at Hyunjin, knowing he already knows the answer. “Yes.”

A few ooh’s and ah’s fill the room. Jisung thought you stole a quick glance at him before answering, but he really isn’t sure about it this time.

After Felix put Changbin’s sock in his mouth, Chan confessed to stealing Felix’s sausage, Minho danced to “Barbie World,” and Jisung being forced to admit he isn’t actually as cool as he thinks, it’s finally the squirrel’s turn again.

“Y/N...” he begins feeling the name that he’s usually to shy to even think about roll smoothly off his tongue. “Truth or dare?”

You narrow your eyes at him, weighing your options. Jisung could feel your intense stare burning his skin and making him dizzy.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to... um...”

All the members already knew of his little fancy and begin laughing.

“Kiss me,” suggests Felix.

“Seven minutes in heaven,” adds Minho.

Play the song you and Hyunjin were listening to at the theater, he wants to say. It has been his original goal after all. But something even more pressing seems to want to escape him.

“H-hug,” he utters.

“Hug?” the room repeats his incomplete thought.

“Hug the person you like!” he blurts, squeezing his body into a tight fetal position and feeling his soul escape him.

He could see your face fall at the command. Chan leans over to your ear and whispers something.

“I know,” you reply. Then you whisper something else back to him.

Jisung’s heart begins racing after catching the first part of what you said. It increases to a rate where he’s sure he would die any minute when you stand and walk towards him. 

But you don’t make it to him. Your feet stop two meters short. Instead, you crouch in the middle of the circle the boys form and uncap the tube of wasabi. A tear streams from your face as the foreign substance touches your pallet. Chan pats you on the back when you return to your seat, and you bury your head in your hands, visibly more upset than what wasabi should have cause.

The game ends soon after that due to it being midnight. Jisung never got his answers but it doesn’t seem to matter now that all he cares about is why you’re so down, especially after that dare.

He clutches your wrist as you try to pile out of the room with the rest of the boys.

“Y/N.”

“What’s wrong, Jisung-oppa?” You turn to face him with a half-hearted smile.

He gathers his confidence and hardens his stance. “You’re the only one who knows.”

“The song?”

“No, I don’t care about that anymore. What I do care about is why you’re so upset.”

“Why?”

He decides to take the gamble. “You told Chan you know why.”

Bulls-eye. You falter under his gaze, refusing to meet it with your own.

“How about this: I’ll tell you the song and you leave me alone.”

He runs to the door to block it as you try walking away. “I can’t leave you alone, Y/N. I like you too much to do that.”

You stop dead on your tracks at his vocalized confession.

“But you have to!” you exclaim. “It’ll ruin your career otherwise!”

“Is this what it’s about? Me being an idol? That’s why you never said anything even though you’ve known I liked you all this time. Then what about you? Tell me how you feel about me.”

“I won’t. I can’t,” you huff. “I think that game we just played is answer enough.”

He takes your hand again and pulls you into a hug. “It was, and that’s why I can’t just let you go anymore.” He guides your hand around his waist. “Come on, complete your dare. We’ll make this work somehow.”

You sniffle into his chest, still hesitant.

Jisung sighs and begins rapping softly, letting the vibrations in his chest calm you.

“Excuse me, Y/N, but do you have a boyfriend? A-ah, sorry, that must have been too direct Those guys behind me called you pretty N-no, I'm just nervous, so I'm rambling on I'm still an 18-year-old high schooler Honestly, the last thing you want is stubbornness Although I might be a nuisance I've been thinking about this for a long time My friends are making fun of me Stop for a moment and focus on your gaze Your entire aura is shining I'll focus on expressing my inexperienced heart My sweat keeps flowing and I'm getting goosebumps One comment gives me eighth grade syndrome She must have noticed, at first I was confident This isn't a joke Time shows that you reaction is probably my love potion.” He’s glad to hear your soft chuckles at the end of his verses.

“I can’t believe you did that,” you murmur.

“Well, what do you say? Date me?”

“But the company...”

“We’ll keep it between these walls. I know I’ll be asking you to endure a lot for me, but we can make this work. I’ll make it work. For you, I can make anything work.”

You sigh, giving into your feelings and his charming sincerity. With a tight squeeze around his waist, you nod. “Okay.”

Jisung returns the gesture and buries his face into your hair. He releases a sigh of relief and feels all the anxiety he has built up over everything and anything being freed from him as he melts into your arms.

Fireworks go off. And by fireworks I mean eight overly loud boys. 

“Finally!” screams Changbin.

Seungmin is seen grumbling while handing Jeongin a few bucks after probably losing a bet.

“Screw secrecy, go public so I can stop being shipped with this guy,” Minho suggests.

“Were you guys listening this whole time?” Jisung gasps.

“Duh,” Chan replies. “I can’t believe you actually sung ‘WOW’ though, mate.”

“I thought that was the song you guys were feeding to her behind my back, so I found it fitting.”

You laugh at his blushing cheeks, red from embarrassment and regret, and press a quick peck onto it. “It really was ‘WOW.’” 

~ ad.gold

#han #han jisung #skz #stray kids #wow #3racha #20190817

[pcygoldenchild]

Catwoman

🕷summary: It was a halloween party. You were Catwoman. He was on a hunt for a specific pussycat to tame.

🕷warning: NSWF, cunnilingus, dirty talk, bondage

🕷A/N: Time for some filthy Jongdae. I love my boy to death; he’s my baby. But I’d be lying if I said he couldn’t destroy some pussy so here it goes. (sorry for the long length!)

Halloween wasn’t really a holiday you celebrated. You just liked dressing up in constumes and the thrill of being a character or thing. It was always fun to you. You’ve gone to a party almost every year. And you were now 20 still going to parties which meant you’ve had so many costumes done already. You were at a loss of ideas for what to go as this year. So you asked your best friend who had the other half of your excitement.

“Well last year you went all out as Lara Croft which was personally one of my favorites.” Cassie said. You were walking around the mall throwing around ideas.

“The only reason you liked that costume so much is because you made it.” you said rolling your eyes. But you had to be honest; it was amazing and fit you perfectly. You actually felt like Lara Croft and that was a dream come true because duh, it’s Lara Croft.

“Well duh. And the fact that Jongdae couldn’t keep his eyes off you. You’re welcome.” she said nudging you. You shoved her making her shuffle to the side and she laughed.

“Sure, he couldn’t keep his eyes off me but he sure didn’t say a word to me either. So just how great was it?” you replied. Jongdae was a sophomore at your university and one of the prettiest guys you’d ever seen. He wasn’t the cliche jock or mysterious hot guy. He was a bubbly personality and literally friends with everyone. But when it came to you, he was either shy or barely attentive to you. You don’t like to take it personal. Cassie says he’s like that with a lot of people but all you could see were the people he laughed obnoxiously loud with.

“I’ve told you this a million times before, he’s just shy. Everyone he’s super loud with are all extroverts. But you my dear friend, are an introvert. So what do two introverts do to become close? Nothing because they are too shy to interact.” she said. She had a point like always. But you were going to be stubborn and ignore her.

“Anyways, I don’t really have to go all out this year. I heard it’s a pretty chill party.” you said walking into a mask store. The store opened up to selling masks only around halloween.

“I heard the opposite. And I heard Jongdae will be there. Maybe this time, if you dress right, the cat man will pounce on his prey.” she joked pouncing on you. You laughed and pushed her off. Cat man was what you two called him. He always would just quietly creep around you like a cat approaching a mouse. And an idea came to your head. You looked at Cassie with a sudden exciting expression which only excited her.

“Oooo an idea!” she said rubbing her hands together.

“What if I’m the cat tonight?” you said. Cassie’s expression died.

“A cat? Seriously that’s the lamest costume ever.” she said turning away to one of the isles. You let out a sigh. She was right like always. All the years you’ve had to dress up, you’d never done something as simple as being a cat. You walked down one of the isles full of different masks. And then it caught your eye.

The perfect black shiny mask. It was a Catwoman mask. The real deal too. It would cover the entire top half of your face and head to the center of your head. It was perfect and looked so authentic. It called your name.

“Ok so what’s your approach?” Cassie said from behind you. You were so amazed by the mask in your hands you didn’t even know she was there.

“My approach?” you said turning to her. She took the mask out of your hand and held it up to your face thinking. Then she led you to the cash register.

“Well you could go Anne Hathaway Catwoman or Halle Berry. Utility belt or sexy latex?” She said. The conversation not seeming to phase the old cashier. But you still waited to leave the store to answer her.

“I have no clue. But I bet you’re going to tell me.” you said letting her guide you to whatever store was next.

🕷

You arrived at the party a little past 10pm. It was already in motion for it to still be fairly early. Everyone looked so good in their costumes. For the first time, you’d seen no repeats, everyone had their own costumes. Cassie, who couldn’t calm her excitement about how you looked, looked incredible herself. She was Poision Ivy to keep the DC comics theme with you.

“Dude, we’ve been here for 5 minutes and the entire basketball team has checked you out. They’re literally coming to find you just to stare.” Cassie said tugging your arm. You rolled your eyes and turned to her.

“Maybe it’s because I’m literally naked.” you said. After you got the mask, she made the decision herself for you to be in sexy latex but also include little accessories to spruce it up. The latex suit did little for imagination; the zipper in the front stopped right below your underboob so there was a lot of clevage. Other than that you were completely painted in latex and it hugged your body just right. A little too right. Your ass looked great and you prayed it wouldn’t be cold or your nipples would definitely show through. On your upper thigh, there was a holster for your expensive catwoman whip. And on your waist, Cassie sewed a cute utility belt. It was dainty enough to not take away from the sex appeal of the outfit but still added to it not just being a sexy constume. Your hair was down in loose natural curls to really add to the look and you wore black latex boots. Overall, you’d say you were best dressed. Just one thing...

“Oh come on and quit being dramatic. You’re not naked.” she said rolling her eyes at you as if you were being overdramatic.

“This suit covers me like milk. And underneath it I have nothing on. So I’m basically naked.” you said. She looked shocked. It was her idea to not wear anything underneath. She said it would bulk.

“Wait. You really didn’t wear anything under it?” she whispered excitedly. You shook your head and walked away to the drink table. You needed to get partying or else you were going to leave.

You got a drink of the infamous jungle juice and a turkey leg because you were quiet hungry. And you couldn’t pass up on the massive turkey legs you can only get at Disney World.

You walked over to a wall with a bar table and surveillanced the scene. You were looking for Jongdae of course. You hadn’t seen him since you got there. Maybe he was late.

“How’s the juice?” a voice said to your right. You knew that loud but smooth voice anywhere. But why was he talking to you now?

“It’s the same juice it is every year.” you laughed turning to him. He was dressed up as some incredibly handsome character. Or himself, to be honest you had no clue.

“I guess we should try a new recipe.” he replied. His eyes caught yours before he inspected your body.

“Catwoman. I like your take on it.” he said smirking his curvy lips.

“You mean the sheer fact that it’s sexy?” you said smirking back. He bit his lip. He bit his damn lip.

“A costume is only sexy if the host fits the description.” he said. You didn’t know he was so flirty. You also didn’t know why he was so bold to say more than two words to you.

“Cheesy flirt Jongdae. And who are you supposed to be?” you said trying to hide the redness of your cheeks partly covered by the mask.

“I’m a vampire. But most people are saying I came as a pussycat tamer.” he said doing a 360 for you to see. The constume looked like a vampire but he had no fangs and lack of blood. And his look was very poised. He just wore a lot of black and-wait. Did he say a pussycat tamer?

“Seriously?” you laughed. You wanted to make him believe the joke was bad but you were more effected by it than you thought you’d be. He stood a little closer to you and leaned on the bar.

“Very serious. I can really do wonders with a sweet pussycat. The feisty ones are fun too.” he said. Oh dear God.

You took the turkey leg and brought it up to your mouth. You needed something to distract you from him. But when he leaned in and bit the other side of the leg, you almost lost it. His face was right in front of yours. His lips only separated from yours by the turkey leg. His eyes fucking your brain.

“Well you’d better go and find one Jongdae.” you said after you removed your mouth from the turkey leg leaving it in his mouth. He took a large bite out if it and ate it slowly in front of you.

“I have found one.” he said placing the leg back down.

“And she seems like she’s curious of my powers.” he continued pointing to your super hard nipples. They could cut glass for fuck sakes.

“I’m moreso curious as to if you know who I am.” you said crossing your arms to cover your tattletale nipples. He laughed.

“Of course I do. I couldn’t miss that smile anywhere. And when word goes around of a fine feline prowling the premises, I know they’re most likely for me.” he said. Dude what the fuck?

“For you?” you laugh.

“I’m the Cat Man.” he said back smiling that insanely seductive smile.

“Ok Cat Man. Why now then? Why talk to me so much now? Are you drunk?” you ask incredulously. He just shook his head and stood up straight standing now right in front of you. You only came up to his shoulders so you had to look up at him or else your eyes would be trained on his lips. Not that you minded.

“I’m as sober as I can be. But you must know, I’ve waited and waited until you’d get my game. You were always the sweet little mouse. Quiet and shy. But I wanted the feisty pussycat I know you are. And here she is.” he said pushing strands off hair behind your shoulder.

“So what do you want with a pussycat like me? I’m not stuck in a tree or injured. What would I need you for Cat Man?” you asked playing into his game. He smirked, happy you obliged.

“Although I do want to make sure you’re in tip top shape, I’ve got other plans.” he said taking your arms and unfolding them. He grabbed your zipper and pulled it down a little more before stopping just before it would expose your breasts.

“I’m not an easy pussycat Jongdae. Catwoman doesn’t need your plans. Why should I let you carry out your plans?” you said expanding your shoulders so your boobs lifted, they looked incredible.

“Why? Well I’ve waited for a long time to get you. And once I’ve got you, you’re mine. Because from the way everyone has been looking at you tonight, I feel very possessive. What do you want me to say? I like you? That’s cheesy and not quite like me. But I’m making you mine.” he said and his hand slowly slid up the crevice between your boobs. And that’s all it took for him to win you over. So much for not being easy.

🕷

You were pushed against a wall in a red lit room. He wasn’t rough, just eager. His eyes never left you even when his hands did. He stepped back to admire you as your body stilled against the wall.

“You are really a masterpiece. Your body is like a marble sculpture in that suit. And your blue contacts under this red light make you look really enticing. I could stare at you like this for hours.” he said. His eyes were really surveilling your every curve intently. You pulled your mask off and let your hair fall on the sides of your face. He didn’t miss any of it.

“Do you like being such a tease?” he said coming closer to you. His gaze was a tease on its own and he had the nerve to call you a tease.

“Oh please. You’ve seen me a thousand times. I’ve felt you stare at me from across the room like in a teen movie. Tease? Not me.” you defended. You were only rambling on because he was now right in front of you. His gorgeous fucking lips were right there. He licked them.

“You’ve felt me stare at you and your body reacts doesn’t it? You straighten your back. Play with your hair. Smile to yourself. I can’t imagine what you’d be thinking about but I know it’s me. That’s why you’re a tease.” he said into your ear. When he pulled away his lips grazed your cheek. But you couldn’t just take that.

You grabbed his face and tasted his curvy lips. They melted into yours just like you knew they would. He was delectable in every sense. You couldn’t let his lips go. Every lick, every bite, every taste made your senses come undone. And you were sure you’d become the obsessed girl you didn’t think you were.

“Easy there pussycat.” he said into your lips. You released his lips with a pop and leaned against the wall to catch your breath.

“There is plenty more when that came from. I’d love to show you. Just let me taste you. Let me finally taste my kitten.” he said as he pulled the zipper down more. The latex contracting back to its tight form from being stretched on your body which reveals your very erect breast. His hands run up the sides of your stomach, tucked in the suit. They run back down your sides and rest on your hips where your underwear waistband would have been.

“You went incognito? For me? You shouldn’t have.” he smiled. You rolled your eyes and faked a laugh before his left hand came down to rest on your core. His hand was slightly above your clit but it still made you freeze. He cocked an eyebrow at you.

“That’s all it takes? Just one touch?” he asked. You never got the chance to reply because his fingers left your skin on fire with every millimeter he moved down. But he was stuck once his finger reached your clit. The suit wouldn’t allow him to move freely. So he pulled it off your upper body down to your knees.

“Fuck Jongdae!” you moaned once his mouth attacked your pussy. He didn’t even give you a warning. He just went it for the killing. And fuck was he killing you. Your hands found his soft hair as your head rested against the wall. Your eyes were shut tight and your bottom lip was crying between your teeth. The way he was licking and sucking your clit was sinful. He was going so hard and fast it was like he wanted to see how fast he could make you cum. Your body was involuntarily grinding against his mouth but that only made your orgasm more fast coming. His hands held your thighs tight so they wouldn’t close on him before he made you cum. Your hands in his hair did nothing to his tongue swirling over your clit. You’d never say you saw it coming. You lasted a solid 5 minutes of constantly being tongue fucked by him before your body gave out. Your legs shivered in his hold as your hands tried to push his head away from you. But his neck seemed to be incredibly strong and he only continued as your cum leaked from you. You didn’t open your eyes not once since his mouth found place on you. But the minute you did, once he completely stopped, you looked down at him. And he looked devine. His mouth glistened with you. His eyes taking in the way his tongue made it move. When he finally met your eyes, nothing much was needed to be said. You were his.

#pcygoldenchild #exo #exo fanfic #exo smut #exo scenario #jongdae smut #jongdae fic #jongdae x reader #jongdae x you

[fyrapartnersearch]

Hey. What’s up? The name is Artemis! (For real, that is actually my name. Parents did a lot of drugs, liked a lot of mythology, what can ya do?)

I posted last week sometime… and got a few interesting replies but not a ton came from it. SHOCKING. I know. I am just as surprised as you are. Believe me. I hid under my blankets for like... two days, and it had nothing to do with being drunk and or stoned. I promise. Okay, maybe it did, just work with me here. So I am going to level with you. Me? Kinda lazy, as such I am just going to repost what I already wrote. Deal with it. :D :D :D

I’m a 30 year old mildly insane lady who likes to create characters that…somewhat permanently take up residence in my head.  Also, I’m located in New England.

So I happen to be the quirky sort who replies to ads and basically never posts them. (Except that his is now my second ad in a week. Hungry with POWER? Maybe.) Why? Not sure really, I guess I like to pick, or partner shop.. people shop? (POWER shop.) Either way, there is nothing more fun than scrolling the ads as though I’m swiping right like a filthy college boy who ignores the ever present existence of STDs. 

Appealing? Right? Yeah… we both know it. Keep your writing pants on. 

I’m actually the most laid back person you will ever meet. All those other fools who say that in their ads? Liars. Every last one of them. Stole it from me. Trust me, I’d never lie to you boo. We’re forever. 

How do I write? You know, the generally preferred method of third person, multiple paragraphs.  Does anyone actually insist on first person anymore? Is that a thing? Freakin’ narcissits …that doesn’t look right. Narcisists? Google help me out here! Narcissist. BOOM. 

(Fun fact: Totally knew how to spell it in the first place, but maybe it made you smile.)

I use email and GDocs, though I do have Discord… and may consider using it for something beyond OOC if you’re cool enough. I’m pretty judgemental though. I mean, not as judgemental as some of the other ads on here that sound like something straight out of 50 Shades of Power Trip. However, I promise that I won’t demand you deliver your reply to me on your hands and knees in a form fitting pencil skirt. Of course, if you wanna, who am I to say no? Boys, Men… Boys 2 Men, that applies to you too. *finger guns.* (For anyone not super conscious in the 90s, that was a fly reference, and I feel sorry for you that you ultimately missed out on it.)

I tend to sway to Original lines and characters, but I’m fairly flexible. Some of the things I like are as follows. Star Wars. Game of Thrones, The Witcher (Boy really rocks that white hair, right?) I know that hasn’t even come out yet but I already know I’m into it. Ask anyone. (YEAH... SO IT IS OUT NOW, and guess what? I was right. Sweet...everything, is Henry looking good.) Lucifer. Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Basically a whole bunch of nerdy crap. You like it? You a big ole’ nerd? I probably like it too. Maybe not as much as you. I don’t have any ‘action figures’ beneath glass cases or anything, but I can fangirl. I can fangirl hard.

I’ll write a boy, I’ll write a girl... I’ll write a boy writing a girl if that’s what you’re into. I like  M x F, and F x F and I can probably be talked into M x M but having never been a dude in a gay relationship, I can’t promise confident accuracy. Where does it go again? Ha, just kidding. 

I will smut. I will smut rock your world. Only if you’re over 18 though, and even then you’d be only half my age practically. God I’m old. Please don’t to be that young. I don’t need to feel more old. 

I’m an active replier. Some say too active. I say… perfect. I’m perfect. What more could ask for than perfect? Pretty sure by definition it isn’t possible. So what are you waiting for? Open your email, right now. Not later! Send me a reply. What’s the worst that could happen? What could I possibly do?

…Ignore you. Yeah. That could happen, but not if you woo me. I’m only asking to be wooed. 

[email protected] 

A few people who did reply to me last week, seemed to think I was swimming in responses and wouldn't even read what they had to say. Not so. So if your mindset is the same right now. Grow a pair, and say hi! I don't bite. Not even if you ask me. Mostly because saying 'unless' you ask is such a cliché and frankly. Duh. This isn't amateur hour, I am the genuine deal.

XOXO

Your Boo Forever,

Artemis 

#indie rp #indie roleplay #independent roleplay #oc rp #multiple paragraph #short term #long term #spn rp #smut rp #submission