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charliedawn · 2 years

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hii!! i saw what you wrote for a punk!reader n i loved it sm n i wanted to be a little self-indulgent too lol

marvel men with a coquette reader? like pale pinks, pearls, florals, ballet slippers, that type of aesthetic? <3

pintrest has some rlly pretty pictures if u don’t know what it is exactly!

Author : "A little explanation here. Your outfit is composed of an umbrella that is indestructible and allows you to fly. You are basically Mary Poppins but with a lot more pink and pearls. I liked the idea, so I went with it. Hope you'll like it. 😂"

Sam :

"Can we go shopping ?", you asked and Sam gave you the best poker face he could muster before stating in a matter-of-factly tone.

"Did you look at the state of my bank account ? I'm broke. More than broke. I think I'm gonna stick to my old sweaters and cargo pants if you don't mind ?"

You huffed loudly in annoyance before walking away, clearly upset and Sam arched an eyebrow at you as you came back with your own credit card in hand.

"I'm buying."

You stated with a little mischievous smirk—leaving no room for discussion—and he knew he should have refused here and there but..There was always something about you that made him break. He just couldn’t refuse you anything when you looked at him like that, little puppy dog eyes. He finally nodded in agreement before you took his hands and pulled him up.

"Come on ! It’s going to be fun !"

He doubted that.

And, he was right.

The first shop you both ended up in was full of pearls, glitter and a lot of pink—A LOT.

He looked around and felt out of place, surrounded by so many bright colours and different materials that he knew he was never going to remember the name..And, here he was. A soldier in a dollhouse.

But, amongst all that, he saw your face and you looked so happy that he couldn’t help but crack a smile as well. Your face lit up as you started scampering from dress to dress and ballet slippers to heart-shaped pins.

He may only be a soldier, but a little pink princess had decided to jogtrot into his life unexpectedly and for some reason ? He couldn’t find any will in him to complain anymore.

…until he saw the price tags.

"Oh Hell nah ! I’m not paying for that !"

You pouted and was about to remind him that you were going to pay for it, but decided against it as an idea sprung into your mind.

You leaned forward and batted your eyelashes at him with a small begging look.

"Pllllleeeeeeaaaasssseeee ?"

He stayed silent and stoic for a moment before finally indulging and getting his money out with a sigh.

"Fine..But, it is the last time !"

You giggled a little to yourself, now convinced about your hold on the soldier as you stood back straight and nodded with a small knowing smile.

"Sure !"

You then made sure he was out of the store before turning towards the vendor and taking out your own cash and sliding it to her on the counter.

"Could you please give me back the money he just gave you ? I'll pay for it."

You said you would pay after all..Also, you wouldn't want him to pay for a gift you chose for him now, would you ?

You giggled absent-mindedly to yourself before taking the shopping bag and following him outside.

He had no idea what you had in store for him..

Scott :

Scott actually asked you for "girl advice" concerning Cassie, since you like everything pink and pretty. He brought you to a shop and you spent the day shopping, looking at everything until you both decided to buy her a rabbit plush.

However, once you were at Cassie's party, she didn't have the reaction you expected.

"He's so ugly.."

You frowned a little and thought she didn't like the gift, but Scott elbowed you and whispered.

"Watch what happens next.."

You didn't understand until Cassie’s expression lit up and she started to bounce up and down excitedly.

"I LOVE HIM ! THANK YOU SO MUCH !"

Both you and Scott couldn't help but burst out laughing as she ran to show her new friend to her classmates.

"So..She liked it ?", you asked, still unsure, and turned towards Scott who smiled reassuringly at you and nodded.

"Don't be surprised. My girl has 50% of my DNA in her. She was destined to have bad taste."

You arched an eyebrow at his words before looking at yourself up and down significantly.

"Do I look like "bad taste" to you ? I'm 100% best girlfriend you'll ever get. Thank you very much."

Your high-pitched tone only fuelled his urge to laugh as he bit his lips together in order not to as you curtsied comically.

"Yes yes..I am very funny."

However, your little show was interrupted by a group of kids, led by Cassie, who surrounded you and had their mouths agape in awe at you. One of them even asked you if you were a fairy and you laughed as Cassie lead you to a little pink table in the middle of the room.

"Tea party ?", Cassie asked with a big smile and you couldn't possibly refuse. Scott he was out of the hook, but she then turned towards her dad who was hiding his smile behind his hand.

"You too, dad !"

His smile immediately fell and you were now the one with a big smile of your face.

"Yeah. Join us too, "dad"."

He glared at you, but couldn't do anything but indulge.

"Fine.."

However, his eyes caught your amused smile and he shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips as he was led after you to the small kid-sized table. He was then given a small cup of imaginary tea and while you looked like you were actually enjoying it, Scott pretended it was too hot and grimaced.

They all laughed and you addressed him an amused smile while grabbing his hand underneath the table and squeezing it affectionately.

You loved this, and he knew that being with you would change his life forever. (His apartment would turn into a dollhouse)

And for some reason ? He wouldn’t have it any other way. You smiled at each other as Cassie looked at the both of you and grinned widely at her rabbit plush.

"You and I are gonna have a new mommy, isn't that good news, M. Carrots ?"

Loki/Thor :

"WOUHOU ! Faster !"

Loki and Thor both laughed as you stood ahead, your hair blown wildly by the wind and your eyes wide open in wonder at the majesty as the Asgardian kingdom.

"Your wish is my command."

Thor indulged and Loki smiled at his brother.

"I like this one.."

You opened your arms wide and howled widely as you felt the wind blow all around you and strands of your hair whip your face. It felt incredible and the brothers got the occasion to smell your intoxicating cherry perfume in the meantime. They then instinctively looked at each other in silent challenge and Loki smiled mischievously before looking at you and complimenting you.

"You look divine, dear..This style suits you."

You blushed and smiled widely at the compliment before thanking him. However, Thor suddenly stepped between the both of you and coughed to get your attention.

"I..I also think you look..Hum..You see..You look like a..a…A BIRD !"

You laughed awkwardly at the strange comparison and were about to thank him too when he suddenly took you into his arms as a gigantic bird flew just above your heads. You then understood that he was warning you about it and felt silly, but also rather comfortable and safe in his big strong arms..

"Ahem.."

You then both seemed to remember Loki and quickly stepped away from each other.

You took back your place at the head of the ship and then stood up on the edge. Both gods looked at each other, confused until you turned around and addressed them a huge smile, extending your arms wide before shouting.

"See you later, boys !"

You then let yourself fall backwards and it took a moment for the gods to get out of their stupor and run after you to catch you. However, they were surprised when you flew up, pushed by the wind making you fly by blowing air in your umbrella and propulsating you upwards through the air.

"Let's race !"

You shouted excitedly as the wind blew you forward, leading you ahead of the ship and Loki smirked before running back to the steering wheel and driving the boat faster as Thor fell backwards.

Challenge accepted.

Both brothers grew up in Asgard where fashion was really important and each god was assigned specific colors in relation with their social status and personal tastes.

You, being dressed in pink all the time or loving pearls is not surprising to them. Loki is always dressed in green and Thor loves gold.

Believe me, they would be last ones bothered or even surprised by it.

Stephen :

Stephen didn't really know what to think of you at first. You didn't look like any hero he knew and when you were added to the Avengers, he didn't know what to make of it.

He was happy that the team had a new member, but when the two of you were alone on a mission..Things could get out of control.

Stephen : "Wait Y/N ! We need to have a plan ! You can't just fly into danger !"

However, you ignored his advice and only went faster. You laughed as you could head Stephen running behind you and turned towards him with a cheeky grin.

"Where would be the fun in that ?"

He rolled his eyes before flying after you and grabbed your wrist. You rolled your eyes and were prepared to receive a whole speech about listening to him and staying alive, but was surprised when you felt the doctor shake and he pleaded.

"Please. Be careful.."

Your expression softened as you slowed down to check on Stephen. You knew he could see all the future possibilities and it lead him to worry a lot about you, but this was where you came in. He needed a wild card, someone unpredictable that made him see that nothing is written in stone.

However, you also knew it made him fear for your life and tried not to push him too far. You smiled and kissed his cheek, which made him snap his head up at you in surprise.

"When am I not careful ?"

You smiled and he smiled back at you. However, he didn't expect you to suddenly open your pink umbrella and flying away. You didn't think twice before jumping in the air and running towards danger. He sighed tiredly. He should have known..However, he didn't count on Wong creeping up on him from behind and laughing loudly next to him, almost giving him a heart attack.

"You're made for each other.."

He frowned at Wong's words and looked up at you before shaking his head at the absurd idea.

"I beg you pardon ? Absolutely not."

Wong laughed again before running after you while Stephen stayed behind a moment, pondering on Wong's words. Could he really like you ? Was that the reason he was so worried about you ? He finally sighed before flying after you, convinced you would be the end of him..

Stephen never really cared about how you dressed, but more how you acted without consulting him first.

It could become a problem on missions such as this one.

But, watching you laugh while fighting a/an alien/god/monster, he couldn't help but smile too.

You were maybe a big pink disaster, but he loved you nonetheless and it made his days somehow brighter.

Yondu :

"What's your name ?"

Yondu asked after he landed on Earth where was rumored to be the last (your species) and soon enough, found you sitting in the middle of a park, waiting.

"Mary Poppins.", you answered with no hesitation and smiled to yourself at your own joke.

You didn’t want to give them your real name and decided to give them this one instead, expecting them to believe it as they couldn’t possibly know who it was. You had a small smile on your face, twirling the handle of your pink umbrella and waiting for them to go back in their ship so you could keep pickpocketing around. However, you weren’t expecting the leader’s reaction as he smiled widely and looked you up and down before turning towards the rest of his crew. They all seemed to understand the reason of his amusement as they all started laughing or giving you a side smile.

"So..You're the famous Mary Poppins, huh ?", the leader finally turned back to you and you realised you may have made a mistake somewhere..but, it was too late to backtrack now.

"Yup.", you confirmed, less self-assured this time as he stared at you with a knowing grin.

His smile only widened, showing his silver tooth in the process before eyeing you up and down once more, slowly walking around you to observe you. You felt like a goldfish in an aquarium with a pack of sharks..

"You’re a lot less badass than Peter said you were.."

You arched an eyebrow at that..Who was Peter ? He suddenly leaned forward to touch your puffy sleeve, but you jumped out of his reach.

"Don't touch ! It's fragile, you brute."

He arched a quizzical eyebrow at you before turning back at the rest of his crew and laughing.

"Did you hear that, boys ? The Mary Poppins is fragile !"

They all laughed, but you suddenly pointed your pink umbrella at him and pressed a hidden button which made a sharp blade spring out from the tip.

"Are you sure about that ?"

A challenge. His crew members stepped forward to intervene, but he stopped them by raising his hand, his eyes still on you as he commanded them to stay put.

"Mary Poppins wants a dance ? Fine by me.."

He whistled and this sort of magical arrow got out of his pocket, it slowly turned its head towards you and you smirked..This was going to be fun. His arrow suddenly flew towards you, but you opened your umbrella and used it as a shield. Yondu was surprised when his arrow couldn’t pierce the fabric. You used his momentary surprise to run towards him and attack, but his arrow was faster and he used it to counter your blow as your umbrella hit the side of his head.

He jumped backwards, but still had a smirk of his face as he finally admitted.

"Okay. You're more badass than I thought. I was wrong. Wanna join my crew ?"

"…HUH ?!"

The rest of his men exclaimed in shock, but their shock was doubled when you smiled back at Yondu and nodded.

"Sure. Fine by me."

Yondu is an alien who raised a human and picked up all kinds of different aliens to join his crew. He is used to weird and wouldn't care about your appearance. However, he has the ability to recognize talent when he sees it. As long as you are talented and he finds you useful, you will always have a place in his crew.

Clint :

"Do you like all the attention you draw towards yourself ?"

Clint once asked you when you were both in the car, going home from some mission in Wakanda. A lot of people were staring at you there, as they had never seen someone like you before and you thought about it for a moment before shrugging.

"I'm used to it by now. The attention doesn't bother me. And you ? Do you enjoy staying in the shadows.."

He stayed silent for a couple of minutes before ignoring your question and revealing the true reason behind his question.

"It's not safe."

Ah. He was worried, you realized and looked away at the moving landscape, thinking about his question.

It was true that being easily recognizable had sometimes led you to have more problems than it was worth. You sometimes wished people could stare less and you could dress or act as you wished without people judging you..But, at the end, it did also make you recognizable in the eyes of the people that needed you, the people that mattered. That, was the most important. Besides, it had other perks.

You looked back at Clint who was still waiting for your answer and smiled.

"Well..It got your attention, didn't it ? I'm sure glad it did before that villain could cut me in half earlier.."

You thought he would at least smile at your attempt to reassure him, but his brows only furrowed further and he shook his head.

"You shouldn't take it so lightly..You could get hurt."

You took his hand in yours and smiled at him before squeezing it comfortingly.

"Don't worry about me, Clint. I can handle the attention. As long as you like it ? I'm good with it."

He opened his mouth to deny it, but only signed loudly in defeat before pulling you into his arms. He didn't want you to get hurt, it was the only reason your appearance bothered him. But, he wouldn't let your happiness suffer from his worry.

"I guess.."

He finally admitted and you smiled before hugging him back.

"I knew you liked it.."

He rolled his eyes at your words, but still held you closer.

"Don't push it, princess Peach."

You laughed at his poor and half-hearted attempt at insulting you before smiling.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Legolas."

He groaned in annoyance at the nickname, but didn't release you and you both stayed in each other's arms in perfect comfortable silence.

Clint may never admit it, but he really likes that you are different. He may find it difficult to accept because he worries it might be dangerous for you, but he always finds reassurance in the fact that you are so different and unique that even if you were to be separated, he would always be able to find you.

Steve :

Steve had decided to ask you out, but it turned out to be an uneasy task as he didn't know how to bring up the subject. He decided to start by complimenting you and, luckily for him, he didn't lack words for that.

"You look very nice. Pink looks great on you."

He knew pink was your favorite color and hoped it would grant him at least some kind of appreciation. However, he didn't expect your reaction. You laughed before raising a quizzical eyebrow at the captain.

"Why, thank you ! I’m glad my choice of clothes makes you happy today. Also, I like the shield, is it new ?"

You answered with a cheeky smile and Steve couldn’t help but roll his eyes as your obvious sarcasm.

"You're spending way too much time with Tony."

You giggled at his slight annoyance before using your pink umbrella as a shield against a bomb of acid that the henchman in front of you threw at you. Steve then jumped in front of you and used his shield to knock out the man before he could attack you again.

"Hum..Thanks ?"

You could have totally handled that, but didn't want to deprive Steve of his moment. You smiled before taking a step forward, but hissed in pain. You then looked down at your leg and realized that some droplets of the acid hit your leg. Steve lost his proud smile and immediately knelt in front of you to look at the wound worriedly.

"Steve..It's not necessary. I'm fine. Really."

However, he didn't seem to believe you and made you sit down so he may have a better look. Fortunately, it was an artificial wound and Steve only bandaged it before helping you up.

"Does it feel better now ?"

He was truly worried, you realized and it was then that everything seemed to click.

"Wait..Were you..hitting on me ?!"

He seemed taken aback by your sudden discovery and looked away, embarrassed.

"What ?! No !"

You leaned forward so your eyes met and this was when you noticed the slight blush on his face, barely hidden by his mask. You smiled victoriously as your theory was proven to be right.

"Ah ! You totally were !"

He didn't answer, but you then wiggled your eyebrows suggestively.

"You know..I'm free tonight ? We could go and see a romantic movie together and be lovey-dovey all night, what do you think ?"

You joked, but didn't expect Steve's answer as he flashed you one of his signature smiles and nodded.

"It's a date."

"Did I just..?"

"Yup.."

Tony's voice sounded in your ear piece and you blushed as you realized he had heard all of it. But, before you could talk and blame him for listening on your private conversation..Other voices joined in.

"I would recommend the red dress with white pearls, pink-laced and open in the back."

Vision.

"What are you talking about ?! It's Y/N we're talking about ! Let her go all out and put on that big princess-like dress she likes so much !"

Sam.

"Boys..Could we go back on the mission ? Besides, I'm sure Y/N's got it.."

Natasha.

You sighed before turning off your ear piece. You really needed to fix yours.

Tony :

It was at a press conference that your unusual appearance was first mentioned to Tony.

"M. STARK ! DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT Y/N' SUPERHERO SUIT ?!"

You frowned and were about to tell the reporter that it was none of his business, but Tony beat you to it.

"They could be dressed like the Easter Bunny, and I still wouldn’t care. They’re a good hero and that’s all that matters. They helped us defeat Ultron and many other villains over the years and I will not make an issue out of the color of their clothes. Next question."

The conference room turned silent as all eyes were on Tony and even you were impressed and pleasantly surprised by how Tony had not hesitated before defending you. Soon, other reporters started asking questions, but were smart enough not to ask anything else about you.

Once this conference over, you both left the room and walked towards another conference where you were supposed to talk. On the way, you squeezed Tony's hand and he looked at you with an expectant raised eyebrow.

"Yes ?"

You bit your lower lip before finally asking with uncertainty, your eyes still focused ahead as you kept walking.

"Say..Did you mean it ? What you said in there..You really don't mind how I look ?"

He smiled knowingly and raised your hand to leave a kiss on your knuckles.

"Every word. As far as I'm concerned ? You're perfect."

You beamed at his compliment and he chuckled as you happily hopped next to him to the next conference room.

Tony is extravagant. He wouldn't ask any less of you. He likes that you're confident about who you are and are not afraid to put on a show.

It just proves that he was right to choose you.

Yelena/Natasha :

"She looks like a princess.."

Yelena said and Natasha laughed at her comment before taking a swing of her beer and shaking her head at her sister's comparison.

"No, but..hear me out ! She's always wearing pink, pearls and has a tiara. I saw it."

Natasha restrained herself from rolling her eyes at her sister's obvious obsession and shrugged before playing along.

"Huh-huh..If she's a princess, does that mean you're the dragon ?"

Yelena frowned as she wondered what she meant, until she saw a man approach you at the bar and her shoulders tensed, her eyes suddenly focused on the both of you as the man leaned a little bit closer to you.

"Careful, dragon. You're spitting fire.."

Natasha teased and Yelena tried to play it cool, waving her hand dismissively at her sister and looking away.

"Me and Y/N ? No. I'm just..worried ?"

But, Natasha wasn't fooled and arched a quizzical eyebrow at her sister with an amused smile.

"Worried ? That's new..Last time I checked, that expression on your face was called jealousy."

Yelena rolled her eyes at Natasha who leaned back and glanced back at you, her smile faltering for a second.

There was a time where Natasha thought about asking you out, but the idea faded as soon as she realized Yelena had feelings for you too. Natasha knew she had little time left and that being the only Avenger with no superpower required a lot of sacrifices..She wouldn't be the reason you would have to change your pretty pink dress to a black one.

Besides, Yelena was her little sister and she knew she loved you too, and it was enough for her.

Yelena had lost a lot and Natasha wouldn't let her affection for you be the reason for her sister to hate her anymore than she already did.

She glanced back at you and smiled sadly.

It didn't make it any less difficult though ?

Yelena stood up when the man dared touch your lower back, but you instinctively grabbed his hand and almost crushed all of his fingers in the process.

"Don't touch me."

You looked like a lovely defenseless lady, but Natasha and Yelena both knew you were much more than that.

Yelena smiled proudly and Natasha took one last sip of her drink before you all had to go back on the road.

They both don't have a problem with your appearance, they are not that normal either, they just hide it better since they are both spies. You just wear your difference on you instead of hiding it and this is one of the reasons why both sisters like you so much.

And, deep down ? They even admire you for it.

#fandoms #imagine #fanfic #marvel #yelena x you #natasha x you #clint barton x reader #hawkeye x reader #black widow #tony stark x reader #iron man x reader #steve rogers x reader #captain america x reader #loki x reader #thor x reader #stephen strange x reader #sam wilson x reader #scott lang x reader #yondu x reader

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o-chunks-appreciation · 2 months

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I would like to hear your in-depth thoughts on O'Chunks, Count Bleck, and Super Paper Mario as a whole!

Woah this is just gonna be a big ramble on how much I love the game and why.

I’m gonna start with Super Paper Mario as a whole, I’m a really big fan and I have been since maybe around 2016 or so. I was vaguely aware of it as a kid but after watching a cosplay chess (its where you get a bunch of cosplayers to roleplay and they’re on a big chessboard and they act out in character to defeat each other until there’s a winner or sometimes even a subversion of plot) video that had a Dimentio cosplayer in it I decided to look into the game. By that point I was no stranger to jester characters, I used to rewatch the Marx fight from Kirby Super Star Ultra all of the time so I was immediately going through SPM play throughs, fanfic, fanart. It’s a game I seem to be thinking about all of the time for months and years on end without a break lol. It admittedly catches my attention more than the other Paper Mario games, I’m not sure why, perhaps because it’s so visually different in aesthetic and character design. I enjoy its silly moments and it’s dramatic lore, but I also have a very specific issue with some parts of the lore being vague in Carson’s stories specifically. He’s always ending his stories in a question or talking about how much of a mystery these stories are. Maybe it’s on purpose and maybe this is also wishful thinking on my end, but sometimes I theorize that maybe they were going to reuse some of SPM’s lore for another game. I uhhh can’t say much about the game play because I’ve been enjoying SPM through play throughs.

On to O’ Chunks!

I think he’s in last place in terms of fandom popularity in terms of the Castle Bleck cast. Honestly I sort of get it, he’s not conventionally attractive and most artists sort of struggle with drawing older, bald, and bearded characters. Especially back in 2007 when the game was released when the anime art style was very popular on Deviantart. You could turn everyone else in castle bleck into a cutesy attractive anime character since their designs are just vaguely human enough for you to make your own little interpretations but with O’ Chunks you can clearly see he has a very human design so you can’t really make a Gijinka of him like you could the others. I think there’s something cool yet funny about that though, like he’s some unchanging force throughout everyone’s interpretation of the cast. (But I think it would be really cool as well to see people stray from his main design and interpret his design in the same way people would the rest of castle bleck)

He’s played off as sort of a joke character and then you read up on Carson’s stories of him and then it’s all like Woahh this is the same dude we’re talking about?? Funny characters that are secretly tragic is a trope I really like.

I think it’s really silly how everyone plays into his “chunking” catchphrases like Count Bleck saying: "Very well, O'Chunks. I'll leave the hero-chunking to you. Do not fail Count Bleck." Or Dimentio saying: "Mmm... I do enjoy a good chunking...", it’s really fun that the other characters are willing to hype up O’ Chunk’s catchphrases.

Also I think everyone sort of just glossed over the fact O’ Chunks was begging to die because he didn’t want to go back to Count Bleck and tell him he got defeated for the second time and only changed his mind after Dimentio shows up and talks a bit and afterwards he’s all like: “yeah I wouldn’t kill myself unless the count told me to.”

In conclusion he’s a really cool and underrated character and I like him a lot!! (If you couldn’t already tell by the blog theme and name lol)

Finally on to Count Bleck!

Wahhhh I love his lore and story it’s sooo bittersweet I want to fall to my knees dramatically anytime I think of it. He definitely seems like the type of guy that thought he didn’t care about his crew and everything they’re all doing was purely business because he’s just so caught up in his whole depressive world ending shenanigans that by chapter 8 he’s sort of surprised that he likes his minions as much as they do.

He’s still very much a bad guy, wiping out whole worlds and also lying to his very loyal group about making a way cooler world afterwards, and also on top of that even manipulating some of his minions unfortunate circumstances to get them on his team. (I.E: O’ Chunks) but I will let it slide this time because he’s a cool character to me.

All the memory sections of the game are so cute until it hits chapter six and then it’s like….ouch my feelings. He was mourning her so bad he would’ve unknowingly killed her if he’d succeeded, damn. But he didn’t so they got their nice little happy ending, and they’re just so cute together yaayyy!! (I’m in love with the picture of them under the tree at the end of the credits and I totally start to tear up when I see it with the credits music)

He’s a really interesting character and I can’t find myself finding another Mario character that inflicts this same emotions his lore gave me.

#super paper mario #thanks for the ask!#I uh didn’t proof read this so hopefully it’s readable #my last thought is that I wish this game had actual merch #but I guess all paper Mario games have some obscure merch usually stationary or cards merch

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layla4567 · 5 months

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First of all. Loved your Mr. Tophat fic. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but with how you wrote him having a little tantrum and throwing his tophat on the ground, I could visualize that perfectly in my head. It made me laugh. Kudos to you. With that being said, whenever you get the chance, can I get Mr. Tophat x fem!reader who visits the carnival of doom and they’re a student journalist? They have a camera and walk around taking photos of the carnival to write of news review about it. Reader decided on making a story about the carnival since they’ve always loved the carnival and circus aesthetic and overall environment. Obviously mr. Tophat takes notice of this and as much as he is honored they love his carnival enough to make a news story about it, no one is supposed to remember it. So what is he to do about this situation? I’ll leave that up to you! Thank you again! And I’ll understand if you can’t write this! Sorry for rambling, I just love this character sm.

First of all: Your message made my day! You don't know how gratifying it is for me to know that you imagined the scene just as I thought of it, thank you very much. Second: Sorry for taking so long to answer this request 😭, your idea was very good and I loved it but when I wanted to write the story I had a little creative block lol (well besides I was writing other things) that said I hope you enjoy this story :)

ARE YOU LOST?

Mr. Tophat x Female reader

Summary: Your work as a journalist is not all joy and honey, when you come across the Carnival of Doom you will regret having visited it… or not?

Warnings: not proofread, mention of dagger wound, a tiny bit of blood mention nothing too serious, the reader is of legal age, maybe a dark/angst ending(?

WC: 3k

As a journalism student you are almost always outside your house taking photographs or taking notes about everything you see. In your room there were newspaper clippings that you took as inspiration and some of your own work that you had proudly framed on the wall. But your passion was not only journalism and getting juicy news but also carnivals and circuses. All that themes had always caught your attention since you were a child, you always thought that circuses, no matter how happy and fun they were on the outside, on the inside seemed mysterious and gloomy, hiding dark secrets and that fascinated you. That's why you didn't hesitate to visit the Carnival of Doom when you saw a poster days ago hanging on a street pole, it looked interesting and you hoped it wouldn't disappoint you.

Now you were lying on your bed with one leg bent over the other, sighing and holding up in front of your eyes the circus pamphlet that you had torn from the pole. You weren't sure whether to go or not, you had heard wonders about the circus (at least wonders for you) that it was mysterious and intriguing and was unlike any other. And where there is a mystery you always have to keep your nose in the matter, but… what if everything was a failure? It wouldn't be the first time you've been disappointed by news that seems incredible and then isn't even half of what they said. That's what you were doing when your mother knocked on the door before entering.

"Come in"

Your mother brought a tray with a sandwich and a glass of orange juice.

"Hi honey, sorry, I thought you were studying, I didn't want to interrupt you."

"Don't worry mum, I was taking a little break"

You left the bed and reached out to grab the tray that your mother lovingly handed you.

"It's ok love, don't stress too much and if you need anything else call me, alright?"

She caressed your cheek and you nodded, smiling. After she left your room, you sat at your desk and ate a little despite not being that hungry. Your head couldn't stop thinking about that damn circus. Ready to finish that once and for all, you grabbed your bag and put everything you needed: A notepad, your camera that you had bought with your savings and a small recorder just in case. You left your room and went down to the kitchen where your mother was still cooking, it seemed like she never got tired but that was her love language: making food.

She turned around when she felt your steps down the stairs.

"Oh Y/n, did you finish eating so quickly, daughter? Do you want something else, my love?"

You smiled sweetly "No mom, I'm fine. I just wanted to say that I'm going out for a while to photograph something and get some good news."

Your mother shook her head smiling as she looked back at the boiling pot on the stove. "Fine but please don't come back late, okay?"

You ran to put your arms around his shoulders and give him a soft kiss on his cheek. "I promise. You're the best, love ya!"

With your backpack on your shoulder you headed towards the famous circus. The sun fell over the horizon and dyed the sky soft lilacs and blues while the clouds contrasted in warmer colors such as oranges, pinks and yellows. When you arrived you noticed something different in the place, as if a cloudy and heavy atmosphere had settled in the air, but that wouldn't stop you, you were a girl who was difficult to scare. The circus was surrounded by all kinds of people: Contortionist women arching their backs and putting their heads between their legs while they couldn't stop staring at you, sword swallowers or men spitting fire like dragons. Although everything seemed threatening, you simply smiled sideways and took several photos. The closer you got to the entrance you saw clowns with sad makeup and ridiculous big shoes.

"Oh look at that"

You took a photo again and the clown seemed to frown, there was another one with a big made-up smile, you pointed the lens at his face and zoomed in but when you were going to take the photo you noticed something strange. Despite the cheerful makeup you could see deep anguish in his eyes, behind that false smile the clown seemed to ask for help with his pupils. Suddenly a tear seemed to roll down her cheek. You frowned and lowered the camera.

"Okay that was weird.."

You decided to spend that awkward moment and entered the tent where excited and anxious people were waiting for you sitting in the seats. In the center there was an empty round beach. You sat near the front with your camera ready, hoping to photograph the great presenter and hoping that they wouldn't take your camera away. They said that the ringleader was a fascinating man. Suddenly the lights went out and only two turned on pointing towards the center, the people's voices became a murmur until silence reigned. A tall figure wearing a black top hat slowly approached the platform from the darkness. You couldn't see almost anything but you heard a noise like something hitting the wood, when you realized it the distinguished man was already in the center with a cane in his hands. He carried it forward by his legs and stood tall, he was wearing a blood red jacket, black gloves and white pants with black stripes, it reminded you a little of Bettlejuice.

His hat was so big that it covered much of his features except his smile. A sinister smile with its corners stretched up to the ears. Suddenly he raised his head and you saw his eyes, green and just as hypnotic as his smile, everyone said that the circus presenter was mesmerazing but they had never said that he was so... attractive.

He cleared his throat and with a solemn gesture said "Ladies and gentlemen, human beings and creatures from the other side, I am your humble host Mr. Tophat and today I will be your guide that will take you to a totally new experience."

Mr. Tophat looked at the entire audience, but when you gave a small giggle upon hearing his stage name, he shifted his gaze until he met your eyes, and pierced them as if he wanted to enter your soul.

"I hope you like all of this and remember no matter how weird things get, it's all part of the show."

He said winking without taking his eyes off you, he bowed slightly and smiled again with that wide and macabre smile. The lights went out and when they came back on Mr. Tphat had disappeared from the platform. Everyone applauded but you felt a chill on the back of your neck, it was the first time you felt uncomfortable in a circus, you had always loved it when you were a child but you had to admit that this one truly was unique and not in a positive way. You shook your head remembering why you were there and prepared your camera, taking out the flash so as not to alert anyone. The first presentation was a man throwing knives at a target. At first it was quite boring, the target wasn't that far away and the man didn't even have his eyes closed. As if they had read your mind, the man took out a blindfold and covered his eyes, ok this was getting interesting. He aimed perfectly and hit all the knives. Suddenly Mr. Tophat appeared and asked for a volunteer to please come on stage. A 12-year-old girl raised her hand and walked up to the stage. The swordsman accompanied her to the target and you saw that they tied her wrists and ankles with a strap. You frowned and tilted your head, the entire audience seemed equally confused so the ringleader raised a hand to calm the atmosphere.

"Please don't be scared, everything is under control"

Mr. Tophat nodded to the man for permission and then began throwing the knives at the target. Everyone held their breath expecting the worst, but luckily no knife hurt the girl even though they passed close to her body. The audience applauded in relief while the presenter smiled satisfied. You raised the camera to your eyes and took a couple of photos without realizing that Mr. Tophat noticed.

"See? I told you so. But now how about we up the ante?"

People didn't understand what that meant but it couldn't be anything good. The ringleader grabbed the blindfold and covered the man's eyes. The audience felt their blood freeze and not even the flying of a fly could be heard, even the girl seemed to tremble with fear. The man stood tall and threw the first knife that hit the target over the little girl's head. The audience gasped and the girl screamed in fear while the presenter watched everything in amusement. The next knives stabbed near his arm, his stomach, and his inner thighs in that order while Mr. Tophat uttered enthusiastic, Machiavellian laughter. A dagger had grazed the girl's skin a little, causing her to bleed slightly, but despite that the girl was unharmed. The audience was horrified and seemed glued to their seats, unable to move or blink. This was definitely something new for you.

The following acts were not as disturbing as the previous one but they were still strange. You took as many photos as you could until you noticed that Mmr. Tophat looked at you suspiciously. At the end of the performance Mr. Tophat bowed, taking off his hat and saying goodbye laughing. After that strange performance, people didn't know whether to applaud or run. Without much applause, the people slowly left the tent in silence as if they were leaving a funeral. You sat there a little longer trying to process what had just happened. Was it all real or a vile trick? Mr. Tophat had said it was all part of the shor but… was it really all planned? You didn't even want to imagine what would have happened to that poor girl if the man missed with the daggers.

You got up determined to photograph the place and maybe you could even sneak into the dressing rooms and find out what everything was like backstage. You had a hunch that not everything was as it seemed, and if you could get the scoop on some dark secret of the circus you would be very successful. ! You could already imagine the covers: "Excentrio circus hides a macabre mystery about its shows."

Stealthy and silent as a mouse you slipped behind the curtain to photograph something, anything would do. Behind it were messy ropes and cables as well as wooden crates. You opened one trying not to make noise and looking everywhere nervous. You expected to discover human parts, rotten tentacles or something much worse but when you opened it you only found circus clothes. You searched the background a little but there was nothing suspicious, disappointed you walked further finding a dark door in a hallway. It was the only one and it was a little ajar, you hesitated whether to go in or not since that would be an invasion of privacy and you didn't want to be too disrespectful. But you wanted to get to the bottom of it so you grabbed the knob and sighed.

"It's all for my work"

Upon entering you noticed a mirror with bright, blinding lights that belonged to a white dresser. To your right was a large mahogany closet. You approached to see it closer and noticed a beautiful carving of roses on its edges. You did a 180 degree turn trying to find something interesting but damn there was nothing, where had all the people gone?

You walked over to the dresser and looked at the table trying to find something. There was a lot of makeup powder and some books. You picked one up and read on the cover "Dark magic and its secrets." Finally something interesting. You took a few photos, you were so focused on it that you didn't realize that someone was behind you.

"Didn't they teach you that it's rude to go through other people's belongings?"

You jumped and screamed as you turned around. Standing there with his cane on his shoulders was Mr. Tophat looking at you seriously. He placed the tip of the cane on the floor and approached slowly, without rushing, as if he knew you had no escape. And in fact it was

With every step he took you moved further away and stuck your body to the edge of the dresser, leaning your back back trying in vain to keep the distance between him and you. When the man was close enough, he raised the brim of his hat slightly with his index finger to look at you better. God, he was even more intimidating in person. His cologne flooded your nostrils and intoxicated you like the most powerful old wine. You had to close your eyes tightly to avoid his green-eyed gaze on yours.

"So you're the camera girl who was in the audience."

You opened your eyes in surprise and your eyebrows raised somewhat fearfully which caused Tophat's Cheshire smile as a soft guttural laugh left his lips.

"Oh please dear, you don't think I didn't notice do you?"

You swallowed loudly as you felt him get even closer to you and his gaze scanned you. He went from your eyes to slowly travel to your body, his almost predatory gaze made you nervous. His eyes finally stopped at your backpack that you were carrying over your shoulder.

"Mmh, what do we have here little one?

He quickly put his hand in your bag and took out your notebook.

"No! Give me that, it's mine!"

He laughed amused and held the notebook up while with his other hand on your shoulder he moved your body away from him, preventing you from reaching your notebook.

"Let's see what we have here, shall we?"

With his thumb he opened the notebook to a random page and his eyes quickly scanned your messy handwriting. When he read something his eyes widened slightly and his corners stretched up a little.

"Oh my my, but what is this I read here?" He quickly gave you a mischievous and surprised look as he returned his eyes to the paper "It's the first time that I have visited this circus and I find myself with the first pleasant surprise: The ringleader is not only magnetic and hypnotizing as many said, but he is also quite handsome."

You screamed in annoyance and embarrassment as you pathetically tried to squirm to escape his grasp and reach for his hand but he was stronger and just laughed loudly at your efforts. Then he threw the notebook aside and looked at you funny.

"You flatter me deeply, darling" He said, placing his hand over his heart. "They have called me many things, but this is the first time that a girl as pretty as you calls me handsome."

He smiled at you and gave a small bow without taking his eyes off yours just like he did when you were in the seats. Then he stood up and became a little more serious.

"Now let's talk seriously. Why did you really come to my circus? Are you a photographer?"

"Jo-journalism student"

Why did you have to tell him what you did? Stupid. You could have lied to him and that's it, he didn't have to know the truth. But shit, he was so intimidating and those almost neon green eyes made you dizzy if you looked at them for too long. His penetrating gaze made you feel naked, vulnerable before him, as if he could see through your skin, beyond your flesh.

"Ah I see.."

Mr. Tophat with his cane made slow circles around you like a vulture hungry for carrion. He looked you up and down, studying you, and was delighted when you turned your head nervously so as not to lose sight of him. Suddenly he stood next to you almost face to face and grabbed your chin tightly, making you turn your face so you could look at him, you moaned in pain.

"And I suppose the journalist wanted to reveal the secrets of this carnival, am I wrong?"

Faced with your silence, he lifted your chin so he could see you well.

"Come on, let me see those pretty eyes of yours and use your words, my dear."

It was the first time you felt afraid, really afraid. You didn't consider yourself a scary person at all, you laughed at horror movies and you loved supernatural things. But this was different, a feeling of danger oppressed your chest. Even so, you drew strength and courage from your gut to answer.

"Maybe"

At your outburst of bravery, Mr. Tophat let out a syrupy and poisonous laugh at the same time. He let go of your chin abruptly and walked away a few steps, caressing the end of his cane between his fingers.

"Oh darling, I'm afraid that won't be possible." He feigned sadness. "Maybe I'll have to keep you here for a while so you can reconsider."

All your alerts sounded inside you like the sirens of the purge. Stay locked up here? forever? No, you couldn't allow it. You quickly directed your gaze towards your notebook and towards the door behind Tophat. If he noticed he pretended not to, so you ran to pick up your notepad and then you rushed towards the door but he was faster and grabbed you by the arms firmly.

"Where are you going so fast huh? Please stay a little longer, the best hasn't started yet"

You turned your head everywhere in terror, trying to find a way out, until your gaze met the black magic book that you had photographed. Had this guy made a deal with the devil or something and that's why he behaved that way? If so you were screwed. The man noticed that you were looking at the book and put his arms around you, hugging you and brought his mouth close to your ear, his breath tickling you.

"I see you found my book, I can teach you some tricks if you want" He whispered, smiling

Those insinuations, his macabre smile, his strong grip and notorious superior power over you were too much. You fell to your knees to the ground dejected, tormented by the possible nightmare you were about to live. Mr. Tophat's evil laugh accompanied you for a long time as you felt your eyes water.

.........

You didn't come home that night, nor the next day or the day after that. Your mother desperately searched everywhere without giving up, hoping that one day you would return, in the streets and newspapers you can see wanted posters with your face on it. Y/n L/n's whereabouts were never found again, it seems that you were just another child of those disappeared by the demonic ringleader of the Carnival of Doom

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bthump · 1 year

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I find Elaine aesthetically and thematically accurate to Berserk, especially during the condemn arc. I also love the character development Farnese has because of her, their relationship is cute. But I found myself not seeing her as Casca, her “mother instincts” aren’t credible (that she’s a woman doesn’t mean she wont have complicated feelings about the baby, at least after “regaining her mind”)

Her character lost a lot because for most part of the story she’s not Casca as a character but a plot device (during the golden age arc she’s treated as a plot device too) Guts did unforgivable things to her and I can’t view them as a couple anymore. I almost wished she had died along with the rest of the band of the hawk during the eclipse, it’d be far better than what we got.

I enjoyed the whole dreamscape mini arc (mostly because I love Farnese), but it’s not fair for Casca to be mistreated like this. What do you think would be the ideal development of Casca after the GA arc?

P.S: love your griffguts meta ❤️

Thank you!

Yeah the direction Miura went with Casca is such a shame.

Hmm, if she doesn't die during the Eclipse, then maybe the best thing would've been for her to survive sans rape, but leave Guts and essentially bow out of the story, perhaps to occasionally appear as a side character rather than one of the central characters, for instance if they run into each other at the Tower of Conviction for the sake of the mock eclipse. But with no sexual tension lol.

Even if I can't re-write the Golden Age to remove their hookup, I feel like it was quite unromantic and noncommital (they called it licking wounds after all), and it would make perfect sense for Guts and Casca to go their separate ways after the Eclipse. There's the fact that 2 brands in the same area is bad, but also like, maybe they give it a shot during their time recovering in Godo's cave and realize they just can't be in a relationship after everything that's happened. Maybe they disagree on what they want to do now and have a big fight about Guts' suicidal revenge mission and properly break up. Idk, it'd be pretty easy to come up with something imo.

And the idea of Casca occasionally crossing paths with Guts while doing her own thing just seems fun to me.

Guts can go on a sidequest for literally anything, Casca was a plot contrivance there and you could come up with anything to replace it. Maybe he's accidentally responsible for someone needing magic Elfhlem healing so he decides to take them there partly bc he feels bad and partly bc he needs a distraction after NGriff ditched him. Maybe it's an entirely different sidequest since Elfhelm didn't turn out to be that important after all lol.

Anyway yeah, I don't have anything solid here, but it's an idea. Thanks for asking!

#anonymous #ask #b #headcanons #canon divergence

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summercreolefanfictioner · 2 years

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the Sakamaki brothers as kpop songs (plus scenarios / headcanons)

A/N: As if the break-up songs weren't enough lol. And disclaimer, I am not a kpop stan or anything of the sort. I just listening to some of them 'cause they sound amazing.

SHUU

"Don’t look back and leave Don’t find me again and just live on Because I have no regrets from loving you, so only take the good memories."

what is it with this guy and his affinity for lonely songs

the thing abt Shuu is that he lives his life with waaaaaaay too many regrets

so let's say he loves this human girl so much

but instead of taking the relationship a further notch, he just decides to cut things off w/ no explanation

then he gets sad abt it wtf

and one day he's like "shouldn't have let her go"

REIJI

"So you can’t forget me, I keep standing in front of you again Your heart, so I can’t shake it and get out of it I steal your lips again and run far away."

I swear this man lives for the femme fatale

I bet he has already dated a female vampire who's at par with him with his intelligence and cunning persona

hmmm this sounds like a Bond movie

this guy will make sure he imprints he's mark on you cause he is a possessive man like that

AYATO

"You and I, we kiss, I feel good I’m trusting myself with you, I feel you This is a little dangerous, dangerous, dangerous I think I’ll cross a line."

AYAYUI STANS, THIS IS YOUR MOMENT TO SHINE!

I actually had a hard time coming up with a song that relates to Ayato's side so well

cause I wanna perfectly capture not just the sadistic side but also some sides of him (since I have watched all his gameplays)

so yeah I think this song fits 'cause ya know Ayato's that bad guy in teen flicks who attracts the sheltered girls

think Hardin Scott and Troy Bolton combined lol

yes this is another AyaYui anthem

KANATO

"Us together inside this maze The only thing I can count on is you Close your eyes, hold me, because We have no tomorrow."

okay so I was thinking of Red Velvet's 'Feel My Rhythm' and yes it still suits Kanato but I think this takes the spot

there's something abt this song that screams "assurance" and Kanato craves it so well

plus the main color for this song is purple so it captures his needy and sensual side

this is just me showing another side of Kanato 'cause let's be real if he just socialized, his bang list would be higher than Ayato and Laito

LAITO

"Don't offer me a drink, oh baby It'll only bring regrets Don't give me courage, oh baby I know it'll only last today."

hmm another sensual song

I know sometimes I make Laito into a whore but this song matches his aesthetics

this song is actually abt going all for love despite the consequences and I believe Laito would play the devil's advocate

like he would tempt you with his sweet words and handsome gaze and gentlemanly ways but he would also dump and cheat on you

Laito is just that type of guy who tells you what's good for you even tho we all know it's not

but ofc you don't care

SUBARU

"Risking my everything, I cast this spell, we can be so perfect Even if the world becomes my enemy It can’t be, it can’t be anyone but you."

I always link Subaru with sad songs bcos of his falling in love w/ teacher headcanons lol

but when I was searching for songs that would match him, this one immediately resonated with his character

I actually have a headcanon that Subaru is someone who fights for love, especially when the person he's aiming for is in danger or is in toxic relationship

like idk it just reminds him of his mother and his thoughts of "why do you still cling onto him when he doesn't care for you"

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luv4fandoms · 1 year

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Ok so I decided to go ahead and just post the answers to the ask to help me learn more about Libby lol.

(so here is Libby from the Modern!Marko story I'm planning)

𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗿 〜 if your oc can drive, what kind of vehicle do they have? do they have a dream vehicle?

So this is her camper van Serenity, she still needs to paint the outside since it's just white (shaped like this pic but solid white) but the interior is very colorful

(picture this but inside the camper)

𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗻 〜 what does your oc wear to sleep? do they have a dedicated set of pajamas or do they just wear whatever?

Answered here

𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗱𝗮 〜 if your oc has a bag or a purse, what are five things that’d be inside?

1. Her Ipad

2. Her phone

3. Her makeup bag

4. Her fidget cube

5. Her wallet

𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 〜 what was one of your oc’s favorite tv shows/movies as a child? do they still enjoy it now?

Answered here

𝘄𝗼𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗼 〜 what’s their relationship like with their parent(s)/guardian(s)?

She has a really good relationship with her mom and stepdad. She hasn't seen her dad since she was about 16 but they still talk, and sadly her stepmother has passed. Her mother encouraged her to go out and find her path and always supported her art endeavors.

𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮 〜 does your oc have any disorders or disabilities?

Answered here

𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗲𝗮 〜 who are some of your oc’s best friends?

Jasmine, Maeve, and Lashay have become her best friends since moving to Santa Carla.

𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿 〜 describe your oc’s personality

Libby is a very quiet person, she's not one to usually interact with new people, much more preferring to sit in the background and watch. She wishes she was more outgoing but her anxiety tends to get in the way of that. That being said, she tends to be more open when she gets to know someone and will often be more lively once she's comfortable.

𝗷𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝗱 〜 has your oc ever made any choices they regret?

Honestly she would consider the guys she dated in the past as regrets but she sees it as learning experiences. Other than that, just not taking risks or chances that may have led to something good because her anxiety got in the way.

𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 〜 post some images or a moodboard that fit your oc’s aesthetic

𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗮 〜 post a song or a lyric that fits your oc

A combo of

Nelly Furtado-I'm like a bird

Due to past trauma Libby finds it hard to trust people enough to stay in relationships long. She always fears them leaving so she often leaves first, fluttering off to a new place.

And

Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield

Because she knows that her story is what and how she writes it, and that alone brings her a bit of comfort and a feeling of control in her life.

𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗶 〜 does your oc’s name or design reference anything? i.e. music, movies, etc.

Her style is a combo of a lot of different influences. Fairykei, kawaii fashion in general, anime/magical girl, Melanie Martinez, and just overall pastel cuteness.

𝗺𝗼𝗷𝗶𝘁𝗼 〜 does your oc have any tattoos and/or piercings? if so, what are they? if not, do they want any?

The moon stick and Eevee she has on either calf, the ribbons she has on her thighs. The planets she has on her spine, and the My Melody/ Kuromi tattoo is on her chest over her heart.

She also has her ears pierced.

𝗱𝗮𝗶𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗿𝗶 〜 is your oc a smoker? (tobacco, cannabis, etc.) if so, do they plan on quitting?

No she doesn't like the taste, she has tried weed before just to sleep though. But she prefers edibles over smoking.

𝗺𝗶𝗺𝗼𝘀𝗮 〜 has your oc ever committed any crimes? if so, what did they do? if not, what would they be most likely to commit?

She hasn't committed any crimes and honestly she doesn't think she could, she has always stayed on the straight and narrow...though with certain outside influence she would probably break into some abandoned place or mess with someone's stuff...or possibly more if a dire situation called for it.

𝘁𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲 〜 what kind of hobbies does your oc enjoy? is there anything they’ve always wanted to do but never had the time/resources to try?

Answered here

𝗺𝗮𝗶 𝘁𝗮𝗶 〜 how was your oc’s life growing up? did they do well in school if they attended? do they have any awkward teenage memories?

Answered here

𝗯𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗶𝗶 〜 does your oc speak any other language(s)? if they didn’t learn to speak the language(s) when they were growing up, when and why did they learn it?

She speaks some Japanese simply because of watching subbed anime and being in love with Japanese culture. She has picked up a few things here and there of other languages, including some Italian that she learned from her neighbor who taught her how to cook and bake traditional Italian recipes.

𝗰𝘂𝗯𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗯𝗿𝗲 〜 if your oc wears any perfume/cologne, what’s their favorite?

She mainly uses anything that smells like peppermint or roses.

𝗰𝗮𝗶𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮 〜 what does your oc’s voice sound like?

I kinda picture her to sound like Alexa Poletti

𝗴𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘆 〜 what does your oc consider to be their best feature? alternatively, what’s something they’re most self conscious about?

She loves her eye color, as she has been told that having green eyes is rare. But she is self conscious about her belly. She knows she isn't fat per say, but she has always had a pooch.

𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗻 〜 what kind of people does your oc hate the most?

She hates liars, she sees no point in lying. She also hates people who hold their authority over others. Men who would target women for horrible things. Bullies. And overall rude people. She also hates disloyal people, this stems from her childhood and it has caused her not to trust people easily.

So there is Libby! I may do this for Jasmine, Maeve, and Lashay as well since they will also be in the story.

#the lost boys #tlb #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #tlb oc #the lost boys oc #modern!marko

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stillthesunkenstars · 2 years

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Heyy, I hope it’s ok to send you a message about this and it doesn’t cause more anxiety or anything for you (and feel free to ignore or delete this if you want, that’s totally fine by me). I know I don’t follow your main here, but I do scroll through it every now and I just did that and saw all your posts about leaving tumblr and the BS fandom.

it’s late and past my bedtime and my brain is kinda fried rn, so I hope this comes out the way I want it to, but all I wanted to say is that I’ve loved your art ever since I first saw it and your drawings are a very big reason why I first started messing around with the DWEU/BS myself. I still haven’t been able to read as much BS stuff as I’d like to, but I do plan to do that someday, and the character and her stories have been a really big inspiration to me over the past couple of years. like the way she keeps being a good person and choosing to be kind and loving her friends and trying to hold her family together in spite of everything the universe has throw at her to try to break her down… that’s meant A Lot to me, and I think your posts and artwork were a huge reason for that. like they really kickstarted my interest if that makes sense.

I’m sorry you feel so alone here, and I really hope you have a better time on other social media sites! we all have to do what’s best and healthiest for us, and social media is a thing meant entirely for our own enjoyment, so if you’re not enjoying this place, then definitely don’t feel bad for moving on!

but I don’t ever want to look back and realize that I didn’t tell someone they mattered when they did, so I wanted to send this message to you and say everything I just said. and also that I think your art is amazing, like not just your DW/BS art, but your whole style and everything is so cool and inspiring to me. anyway, yeah I have to go to bed now lol :’) but I hope you have a good time posting on other sites, and maybe I’ll see you there sometime! and thanks so much for all the amazing Brax art you’ve given us, as someone who also cares about that character it’s always made me so happy to know there was someone else out there who cared about him and that I wasn’t the only one. I wish you all the best! ✨🌟

Hey gurt!! Thanks for this message that is so kind of you to say😭😭 leaving tumblr for a while is kinda an impulse decision because for a consecutive week my mom just decided to trigger me about my art unprompted and it made the loneliness I felt because of tumblr worse in a way? But now that I left tumblr for a few days I really do feel much better, I want to return to make drawings for those of u who also enjoys BS but I know making drawings with the intention of ‘feeding’ other people within such a small fandom is what drained me in the first place so I’m hesitant. I’m going to therapy this week to talk about this (and a lot of other things on my mind I’m not only going to go to therapy bc tumblr lol) but if/when I return I must sort out my relationship with this website. I’m not a very nice person I think and I don’t always act rationally here but I want to just. Take a break for a while on tumblr

And YES BS is just such a good piece of media!! Like for all its dysfunctional family shenanigans like everything everyone ever does is out of love mostly… I like brax for the corpse party esque mindgames horror stuff but knowing that before everything he really started his descent into madness wishing the tragedies like what happened on dellah would not fall upon his friends and thus taking the matters into his own hands is just. The road to hell really is paved with good intentions 😭😭 that being said I don’t think I would quit drawing bs art ever because while it is a hyperfixiation it is a genuinely good piece of media that captures my almost every aesthetic.

Genuinely thank you for this message again, I’m very happy to know you enjoyed my art 😭😭

#replies #fortes fortuna iogurtum #I still check tumblr once a day for messages/replies but I don’t obsessively refresh my activity page now

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𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮 - showing up 𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 - ballet dancer, big brother x misha, actor brother shows up for little sister's final ever senior ballet showcase 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 - maisie collins is a well-accomplished ballet dancer for the american ballet theatre in new york city and is about to dance in her final showcase. unfortunately, her parents weren't able to get to nyc in time from boston, massachusetts for the performance which meant that sadly, maisie had little hope her older brother misha, who happened to be a famous actor, would be able to show up as well. however, maisie gets the biggest surprise of her life when she sees a few familiar faces in the audience.

𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮 - i had this idea randomly but originally it was going to be of a father showing up to his daughter's dance recital after so many broken promises. however, i changed it for misha and have it as him showing up for his sister in replacement of their parents not being able to show up. and because of the fact this is written about a ballet dance, of course, it'll be written in lowercase so it fits the aesthetic lol.

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- - - maisie collins was pretty much close to shitting herself. she was a ballerina with the american ballet theatre in new york city and was moments from performing in her final summer showcase with the institution before leaving for college in hawaii. she had been with the american ballet theatre since she was eight and now she was twenty, about to leave to study in hawaii, yet another state away from her family who live back in boston. the american ballet theatre was all maisie knew, in the same way, that acting was the only thing that her older brother misha collins knew. and that was another thing, part of maisie's heart was breaking because her parents hadn't been able to fly over to new york to watch their daughter's final showcase, meaning that her other siblings, two sisters and another older brother, hadn't been able to either. this also meant that, because misha was currently on the convention circut for supernatural, it was unlikely that misha would be able to fly into new york in time to see his sister's final showcase. this would be the first ever that maisie's entire family would be unavailable to watch their daughter and sister perform in a showcase since they had been to every single one until this last one. and, whilst it did break maisie's heart, she know of some dancers in her company, especially the male ballet dances, that had families or parents who had never seen any of their children perform in the showcases. so, in that aspect, maisie was lucky that it was only just this final showcase of hers that her family was missing out on. because, in all honesty, the showcase, like always, was being filmed and she could have her family watch it later. so, in all honesty, maisie didn't feel too upset over the fact that her family wasn't able to see her final showcase, she just felt sad for those same dancers that once again had the belief that their families would change their minds and decide for once that they'd come to see their child perform. but she knew in the back of her mind, as did those dancers, that their families weren't ever going to change their minds.

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maisie stood in her ballet costume for what was going to be her final ever dance in her final ever showcase with the american ballet theatre moments before she was to walk to stage. and it really messed with her mind that she was going to be finishing her time at the school to then leave for college in hawaii to then return or maybe find a dance school in hawaii for the couple of years that she's there and then return back to the american ballet theatre school after that. i mean, with the money she had, that was absolutely doable for maisie but, as she really thought about it, was dance something she seriously wanted to do for the rest of her life? well, is ballet what she wants to be doing for the rest of her life as for as long as she could remember, she'd always wanted to be a ballroom dancer. so, maybe it was time for her to leave ballet entirely and find a ballroom dancing company and finally make her dream come true of becoming a ballroom dancer. i mean, it would hurt less wearing la duca's then it would wearing pointe shoes and dancing on the tips of her toes.

maisie then started some last-minute stretches so her body was warmed up for the variation she was about to do with her male partner, nicholas. looking at him from her backstage wing and across the stage to his wing, they started to make funny faces at each other. purely, just to pass time as waiting in the wings could be for as short as a couple of minutes to as long as twenty to thirty minutes at a showcase because things can run late or early. it was really unpredictable so what else could the ballerinas do to past the time but make silly faces at each other and make each other laugh. especially when maisie and only two other ballerinas were moving on from the company, there was also a wave of the rest of the company wanting to make sure the ballerinas that were leaving were happy and not feeling too upset over the fact that this is their final showcase.

then, out of nowhere, one of her ballet friends came up behind her, wrapping her arms around maisie. violet, the girl who was behind maisie, rested her head on maisie's shoulder and then started whispering to her.

"...i'm so sad that after tonight's showcase, you're leaving us!" violet whispered sadly as maisie smiled

"i know violet, i'm sorry but, it's time for me to move on! as much as i've loved being a ballerina, i don't think i could do it forever. i'm honestly surprised that i didn't leave for college earlier," maisie sighed as violet smiled as she nodded her head

"and i can't be mad at you for that. i'm glad you are aware that you can't be a ballerina forever and you're honouring that. whereas, if i tried to do that, i think my whole family, not just my parents, would disown me because i was literally born into ballet like. i swear to god, i came out of my mother's womb with a fucking tutu and pointe shoes," violet sighed as maisie had to try hard to not burst out loudly into laughter even though she knew her family weren't joking

like, she felt bad at how much her family forced violet to be a ballerina because all of the women in violet's family... all of the women were ballerinas and if they did try to not continue the legacy, the girl would seriously be disowened and shunned as though they were an awful person.

"wait, you're actually serious?" maisie whispered as violet giggled and shook her head

"no, i'm only joking, cause i spoke to my mom and told her i'm also seriously thinking about leaving abt as well. and like you, i can't be a ballerina forever and she shockingly agreed and said she knew this was the conversation we were going to have. and then she started apologising that she forced me into ballet in the same way she was forced into it by her mom and for continuing the tradition instead of asking me if that is what i really wanted. so, i thought that was sweet of mom for respecting that whilst i have been a ballerina for basically my whole life, that i can't continue doing it forever and there has to be a time that i retire," violet smiled as maisie smiled for her best friend as well

"oh my gosh, i was going to say! if she disowned you, i'm sure my parents and family would love to adopt you!" maisie giggled as did violet as violet then quickly had to leave since maisie's partner was signaling to them that their variation was about to start

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as the music for maisie and her partner, nicholas, started to play, they made their entrance onto the stage and got into their places ready for the variation. the variation was a colourful one so maisie was wearing a very vibrant and colourful tutu since all her other variations were very mellow and less colourful.

as she and nicholas danced together, they smiled when they had to, they kept a straight face when they had to. and then, as nicholas started to turn maisie so she could then be led into a arabesque. and, as he did that, this was the first time that maisie could actually look out into the audience and, when she did, she nearly had a heart attack. right in the middle of the metropolitan opera house was maise's older brother misha and his supernatural cast mates, jared padalecki and jensen ackles with their wives and children. but then, as she looked further down the row of seats, she saw more of her brother's supernatural cast mates like rob benedict and ruth connell, alexander calvert, richard speight jr as well as jeffrey dean morgan and his wife. and as soon as maisie saw them there, watching her dance at her last ever showcase, she couldn't help the huge smile that spread across her face.

but, this confused nicholas so, he whispered, "...you okay?" it was a shock that no one in the audience ever took notice when the ballerinas would talk to one another during a performance

because, guess what, it does actually happen since the dancers aren't wired up with microphones so, it's never audible what the ballerinas are talking about.

"yeah...nicky, misha's here and so are some of this costars from supernatural! i was told that none of my family were able to make it in time!" maisie whispered back as nicholas then smiled for his partner as he remembered how upset she was when she got all the calls and messages saying they weren't able to make it

"well, misha will always find a way to see his baby sister every single time!" nicholas whispered back as maisie smiled and gave him a look since she couldn't exactly nod her head

"he really does," maisie whispered back before they ended their conversation and continued their variation in silence again

then their variation became dramatic as their music started to swell and become more intense itself and the audience were on the edge of their seats as they watched what was happening. the music started to crescendo which meant nicholas had to lead maisie through a dozen turns before he'd have to let her go as she continued the turns on her own.

the crowd sat in pure silence and most likely holding their breath as nicholas began to lead maisie in the turn sequence before not even three turns into the sequence, he lets her go as maisie begins to quicken the paces of the turns. since these dozen or so turns were the beginning of the final act of the variation, nicholas exited the stage but remained in the wings so he could then reenter and bow with maisie at the end of the dance since she goes into the ending pose on her own.

maisie continued to turn for four more counts of the song before it began it's coda and ended entirely. as maisie turned and then lowered herself into her ending pose on the floor, the audience was silent for an entire two minutes because of how shocked they were. maisie could hear herself breathe as she waited for the applause so she could stand back up and invite nicholas back on stage to bow and truly finish the variation off together. and it was in that moment that maisie thought that that the audience finally started applauding. but, not only that, they gave maisie and nicholas a standing ovation as maisie stood up and lifted her head, she smiled as she made eye contact with misha. it was clear he and the rest of the audience were blown away as maisie held her hand out for nicholas as he tip toed back onto the stage.

as they bowed, violet and the leader of the company, miss raine, then walked onto stage to present a flower bouquet to maisie since she was one of three ballerinas leaving and they were all being presented with bouquets before all being farewelled at the end of the showcase. which, was now since maisie and nicholas' variation was the final one of the showcase. so alongside violet and miss raine, the other two ballerinas, two other lovely women ballerinas had joined them on stage as nicholas had exited the stage back to the wings.

"...ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for tonight and being here for our final showcase at the american ballet theatre for 2019. however, just before we leave, we have three beautiful ballerinas that are leaving us at the end of this showcase! and, to pay tribute to them, i'd like to introduce you all to them and say a few words because all three of these young ladies are beautiful ballerinas and it's a loss to us at abt that we're losing them..." miss raine announced as the audience cheered and applauded before quietening down so miss raine could continue

"...so, to the very far left, we have arabella la fontaine who is one of our departing ballerinas. she is our most senior ballerina at twenty-six since most of our ballerinas at this company will retire when they are twenty-four/twenty-five and move on to more prestigious ballet companies. so, arabella has been with our company since she was maybe twelve years old so, she's been with us for very many years and it's been an absolute joy and honour to work with her so it makes me even more proud to see her leave and spread her wings out further. but, don't worry, arabella hasn't left abt completely because whilst she's stopped dancing as a ballerina with the company, that doesn't mean she's stopped entirely. and the reason is, for those wondering, arabella is actually pregnant with her first baby and is about to go on maternity leave and when she returns, she'll be returning as one of our dance teachers that will be teaching our junior dance program. thank you so much for you commitment to abt, arabella, we love and appreciate you so much! so, arabella la fontaine, everybody!" miss raine speaks as everyone applauds for arabella, including maisie as everyone cheered at the mention that she was pregnant with her first baby and that being the reason why she was retiring

"next to arabella, we have her sister anastasia la fontaine who is another one of our departing ballerinas. she is our second eldest ballerina at twenty-four and unlike her sister, arabella, anastasia is not pregnant *giggles* but she is retiring and does not plan to return to abt as a teacher. but, she is leaving to spend more time with her family since she does have step-children with her lovely partner that are still young and need to have their step-mom taking care of them. like her sister, anastasia is a beautiful ballerina and it is sad that she's leaving but, i'm sure it won't be too long until one of her step-kids is brought into the studios to take some dance lessons with aunty arabella *giggles*. thank you so much, anastasia, for your continious commitment to abt since you've also been with us since you were eleven or twelve. anastasia la fontaine, everybody!" miss raine holds her hand out as anastasia curtseys with her flower boquet in her hands as she smiles before stepping back in line

and now, it suddenly became real for maisie that she was actually leaving and she was the youngest in the entire company that wasn't the children's division of the abt school. miss raine then became teary-eyed since everyone knew how much miss raine adored maisie and knew how devastated she was when maisie told her that she would be leaving alongside arabella and anastasia.

"next to anastasia, is our final ballerina that is leaving us. and this ballerina is a very special ballerina and everyone at abt absolutely adores her, she's a very special little lady to us. her name is maisie collins and she is our youngest ever ballerina in this specific senior company of abt and our youngest ever prima ballerina. she is just twenty-years-old and she has been with us since she was eight-years-old which meant that for the years she was underage, she actually lived with anastasia and her partner until she was about sixteen and able to buy her first apartment on her own that she moved into with her dance partner, nicholas and violet. everyone in the company knows i have a very large soft spot for maisie and i'm absolutely devastated that maisie's leaving but i can only be proud of her because of how fantastic she is as a ballerina but as a dancer overall. she is not just a ballerina, her biggest dream is to become a ballroom dancer so, whilst she is leaving us to go to college in hawaii, i have no doubt that she'll learn ballroom in hawaii and then return back to either new york or her hometown, boston, and become a very famous, well-known ballroom dancer. so, maisie, you know we all love you here at abt, whilst we know it's most likely never going to happen, please do think about coming back to visit us or even teach an intensive or two. we all miss you already and we are so glad you have been a ballerina with us for so many years. maisie collins, everybody!" miss raine's voice cracks at points as maisie tip toes forward and curtseys with her flower bouquet in hand before stepping back as miss raine pulls her in for a hug that eventually arabella, anastasia and violet join

the audience is loud and appreciative of the show they saw as well as giving love to the three ballerinas who were leaving. then, the curtains decsended from the ceiling to the floor and the rest of the senior company of american ballet theatre stormed the stage to farewell their three departing ballerinas. then, the families of arabella, anastasia and maisie were welcomed to the stage as well. and, it was in this moment that maisie's emotions got the better of her, the moment where she saw her older brother misha and her niece and nephew, maison and west.

"...mish!" maisie's voice faltered as she tip toed over to her brother, still in her ballerina costume and makeup as misha opened his arms wide whilst maison and west waited excitedly but patiently at the sides of their daddy

"hey honey, you did amazing!" misha whispered as he squeezed his little sister in his arms as the ballerinas around the brother and sister just watched or minded their own business and attempted to find their own families from behind the curtain

"i thought you couldn't make it tonight!" maisie whimpered as she giggled, looking down to see maison begging silently to be picked up (and because she couldn't resist playing with aunty maisie's bright blue sparkly tutu)

breaking out of the hug so maisie could pick up maison comfortably, misha smiled his cheeky grin, "yeah, that was just a little white lie to confuse and convince you into thinking i wasn't here in nyc," misha smirked as maisie shook her head, she should know her brother by now

"is it a supernatural convention this week? that why the rest of the cast is here too?" maisie asked as she lovingly looked at her niece as she played with the skirt of the tutu

"yeah, it's running through the entire week but, today we had a day off because i made it be a day off cause i could never ever miss my baby sister's showcase, let alone her final one, with her ballet company!" misha smiled as maisie shook her head as she then saw the rest of the supernatural cast join them on stage

after many hugs and kisses and tears and kids running everywhere, it was eventually home time and maisie allowed everyone to come over to her house (yes, house, she now has a house in nyc, not an apartment). only because it was easier and better than all of them convening in the hotel that they were staying at for the supernatural convention. it was after a shower and changing out of her costume and washing off her makeup that maisie decided to post about her final ballet showcase since she knew that if she left it any later, it would make her more upset.

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maisiecollins thirteen years american ballet theatre, what a time it's been 🩰. cannot believe i won't be a ballerina with you guys anymore but it is time i hang up my pointe shoes and tutus. it was an absolute dream to dance with you guys and now that this dream is complete, it's time i complete my other dreams which include college at hawaii and becoming a ballroom dancer. all of these photos have been from my final couple weeks being an american ballet theatre ballerina and there's a whole lot more from just tonight so it's probably going to be posted by misha so, look out for those photos or he may just post one! now, it's come to the time where i need to thank my fellow ballerinas! so, arabella and anastasia, the two lovely ballerinas that are departing abt alongside me, it was a pleasure to dance alongside you two since you guys are forces of nature in this profession and it's insane how talented y'all are. i love you both dearly, especially since anastasia actually was my guardian for the first eight years of my time as an abt ballerina and i cannot thank you enough for doing that since my parents weren't able to leave boston to just buy a house in nyc to take care of me whilst i danced there. to my various ballet partners but most especially my most recent one, nicholas, i absolutely adore you my darling! you too are a force of nature and i cannot wait to see you continue to thrive and blossom as an abt ballerina since i know you've got at least another two maybe three years left in you. but, in saying that, if you do leave abt before then, come to hawaii and become my ballroom dance partner so we can continue to dance together since i absolutely adore dancing with you, you make me feel so safe and comfortable and you just know exactly how to be a leader and i love you forever and ever. violet, my darling beautiful lovely cinnamon doughnut, yes, you're older than me by literally three months but that doesn't mean i can't be a mother to you. whilst i'm sad i've left you this early, i cannot wait to be in that audience and hand you your bouquet of flowers after your final performance! you have made me laugh, cry, go most likely clincally insane, and made me the happiest girl in the entire world because of our friendship. we met when we were eight and i knew straight away that you were going to be my person and that still hasn't changed all these years later. and, of course, i have to thank our wonderful headmistress of abt, miss raine who has been the most wonderful, lovely, kind, loving headmistress in the world of ballet schools. i honestly don't think i've met a kinder headmistress than miss raine. everyone i've mentioned and those i haven't, y'all are the lights of my life and i love you all and wish to all dance with you again in the future but, right now, it's time to say goodbye. also, i just want to give the biggest thank you and love to my older brother misha and the rest of the cast of supernatural who surprised me because i had no idea that they were even in nyc until i saw them during me and nicholas' variation which was the final variation of the evening so, how i didn't realise until the literal final variation beats me but, i cannot thank my family enough for how supportive they've been in allowing me to literally move across states when i wasn't even old enough to be doing it at the age i was and for allowing me to pursue my dreams, i love and appreciate you so much 🤍

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misha watching your face light up when you saw me and then the rest of the cast in the audience was the best part of the entire showcase. watching you dance is when i'm most proudest of you, maisie and i cannot wait to see what you do next 🤍

maisiecollins misha i love you mish! i can't thank you enough for always making it to every single showcase no matter what 🤍

ruthie_connell watching you dance is magical, maisie. it was very clear that it's what you were born to do and i cannot wait to see you on my tv as a ballroom dancer 🤍

maisiecollins ruthie_connell aw, thank you ruthie! it was so lovely to see you in the audience and i'll just go on dancing with the stars just for you 🤍

robenedict i'm always blown away by your dancing, maisie! it was a pleasure watching you and then surprising you afterwards. it warmed my heart seeing how excited and surprised you were 🤍

maisiecollins robenedict i love you robbo! it was a pleasure having you there to watch it 🤍

violettheballerina it's been an honour to dance alongside you for all these years, maisie and i'm sure we'll do it again soon 🤍

maisiecollins violettheballerina absolutely we'll dance together! there's nothing that could stop us from dancing together!

nicholas_schwartz i love you to the ends of the earth, maisie! i'm truly in so much denial and grief that you've actually left abt. but, i won't miss an opportunity to visit you in hawaii and be taught how to do ballroom 🤍

maisiecollins nicholas_schwartz i love you to the ends of the earth, nicholas! okay cool, you better come to hawaii with me otherwise i won't go 🤍

jaredpadalecki you are a marvel in your craft, maisie. you were born to be a dancer and that's what you'll always be no matter what style of dance 🤍

maisiecollins jaredpadalecki thank you jared! i love and appreciate you so much, thank you for coming and send that thanks to gen and the kidlets as well 🤍

jensenackles i was truly in awe of you tonight, mais. you were beautiful and i cannot wait to see what you do in hawaii for college 🤍

maisiecollins jensenackles i'm always in awe of you jens so, i thought it was time to change that! thank you 🤍

americanballettheatre we love you forever maisie 🤍

maisiecollins americanballettheatre i love you more abt 🤍

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misha maison hugs and flowers for my little prima ballerina. so proud of my baby sister, maisie, for thirteen years as a ballerina with the americanballettheatre. i'm always proud of maisie but, this moment takes the cake right here 🤍🩰

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maisiecollins shut the fuck up and stop it misha, i'm already emo! but this is why you're my favourite sibling!

misha maisiecollins and this is why you're my favourite sibling mais 🤍

genpadalecki she was beautiful tonight for her final showcase, misha 🤍

misha genpadalecki wasn't she just though, gen 🤍

danneelackles512 i was in tears watching her tonight, misha! maisie is one of the seven wonders i'm sure of it 🤍

misha danneelackles512 i think i was in tears too at one point. and yes, maisie is one of the seven wonders and i tell her this basically every day 🤍

official_brianab maisie looks so grown up and mature and i don't know why i'm so emotional over it! thirteen years and now she's leaving, wow, that's crazy! congratulations maisie my love 🤍

misha official_brianab i know right, it makes me so sad how grown up and mature she is and she's twenty! and thank you, i'll send her your congrats 🤍

fanofmisha aw congratulations to your sister misha! i've seen her dance once before and she is truly the best prima ballerina 🤍

misha fanofmisha thank you! and, she is truly the best prima ballerina. i'm glad you got to see her dance cause she is truly amazing 🤍

jasonmannsmusic i love your sister, misha! what a fantastic dancer she is 🤍

misha jasonmannsmusic glad to know i'm not the only one who loves her 🤍

dicksp8jr maisie is a beautiful ballerina, misha! i don't blame you for being so proud of her cause i think everyone in that opera house was 🤍

misha dicksp8jr she truly is a beautiful ballerina. and thank you, i also think everyone was proud of her tonight

violettheballerina honestly misha, watching you from the sidelines seeing your reaction to maisie's reaction and realisation you were in the audience will always be an amazing core memory cause both of your faces lit up 🤍

misha violettheballerina that's got to be my favourite core memory as well violet! thank you for being such a great friend to maisie 🤍

alexandercalvert i literally love maisie so much misha so, seeing her dance at her final showcase was literally so magical. your sister is special, buddy 🤍

misha alexandercalvert she loves you too, alex, she was so excited to see you! and i tell that to maisie every single day that she is a special girl 🤍

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ok, i think i literally am in love with this one-shot and i'm proud of it! i may do a part two if y'all do want to see a continuation of this one shot or if you want me to continue to use maisie collins in the rest of my supernatural one-shots so it all intertwines and connects. and i may just do that anyway because it's easier than typing y.n cause it helps me like "create" them properly.

ok bye ily xx

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currentlyprocrastinating · 3 years

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Drinking hot chocolate whilst drawing Saeran 😌👌🏻

#also listening to/rewatching kubz scouts play a christmas horror game but #since that breaks the ~aesthetic~ i decided to leave that out lol #...for the most part cos its down here #it vibes w me tho #i love listening to jay play horror games while i draw lolol #my mind needs so much stimulation to avoid boredom ngl #im always multitasking #not that im very good at it still lmao #anyways~#417 says stuff #417 rambles in the tags #...and yes i go by jay as well but i promise you its not connected lmao

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twin flame iv // gw x reader

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warnings: smut (finally), fingering, size kink, tummy bulge, light degradation, creampie (all acts are consensual!)

an: this is seriously so short i apologize. but alas it is here :) one more part after this and twin flame will be finished ahhh

part one | part two | part three

you and george had been sitting on the floor of your old treehouse for nearly an hour now. the silence consumed you as you stared into his brown eyes and he stared right back into your own yec one’s. no one spoke a word. no one moved an inch. the silence was all-consuming. deafening.

“yn?” he finally breathed in a whisper.

“hi georgie…” you murmured nervously.

“what are you doing here?” he asked.

“i came to get you,” you shrugged one shoulder. “fred told me you weren’t in contact with anyone and i knew where you’d be. so i came. be… because i wanna talk to you,” you told him.

george nodded and you slowly shuffled forward on your knees. “george i’m sorry. for a lot of things actually, but to sum it up, i’m sorry for not being open about my feelings for you. i was too scared to tell you that i’m in love with you because… i-i didn’t wanna ruin us. what we have is so so good. and i wouldn’t trade it for the world georgie. you mean absolutely everything to me. and if i lost you then i’d lose myself. but i guess i just didn’t realize that by not telling you… then in the long run, i was losing you anyway,” you told him. george bit his lip and you shuffled even closer.

“i wish you would’ve just ruined it,” he told you. “because fuck, yn. i’m so in love with you that it’s absolutely unbelievable. you consume me. you live in my head rent free. you’re everything and more to me. i’m so fucking in love with you that i’m at a loss for words. you wouldn’t believe the things you do to me. i want you to make you mine forever,” he told you.

“i want to be your’s forever georgie,” by now your knees were touching with as you both continuously inched towards each other. your lips were a hair’s breadth away from his. you could feel his breath fanning over your face. george was the first to break, lurching forward and finally connecting your lips.

passion burned and fireworks exploded as you moaned into his mouth, allowing him to shove his tongue into your mouth and go on an adventure. your hands roamed from his sunset orange locks down to his broad shoulders and finally to the buttons on his shirt, fumbling around with them. he pulled away as you got to the last button. “been waiting so long to do that,” he murmured as you pushed his shirt off his shoulders and he pulled your’s over your head.

“do it again,” you whispered breathlessly. he didn’t waste a second, gripping you by your bottom and pulling you on top of his lap as you began to heavily make out again. your hands roamed his broad chest and accentuated abdomen before finally tangling in his hair as his hands found home on your ass, kneading and squeezing. “want you georgie,” you whimpered as he moved to press open mouthed kisses down your neck, leaving hickies in his wake.

“you can have me, butterfly,” the nickname made you outright moan as you ground yourself down against his hardening member. he fumbled around with the button of your jeans before unbuttoning and unzipping them, dipping his hand into your panties. you moaned as he ran two fingers through your slit and you bucked into his hand.

his kisses moved to your covered chest as he dipped two fingers into your heat, curling them and instantly finding your gspot. “more,” you moaned.

“take it off,” he motioned towards your bra and you quickly obeyed, reaching behind you and unclipping it. immediately, his lips attached to your nipple as his thumb came up to toy at your clit. you whimpered again and he chuckled as he gently teased your nipple with his teeth.

“wanna cum georgie,” you whimpered.

“go ahead, butterfly. not stoppin’ you,” he muttered as he pulled off your right nipple before turning and giving the left the same attention. one drag of his teeth over the sensitive bud and you were done for, making a mess of your pants as your cum gushed out onto george’s hand. he fucked you through it before pulling his hand out and sucking his fingers clean. “fuckin heaven,” he moaned as he pulled them out with a pop. “better than i ever imagined.”

“wanna suck your cock georgie please,” you whimpered.

“next time princess,” you couldn’t hide the smile at hearing there’d be a next time. “need to feel your sweet little cunt wrapped around me. take the rest off,” you nodded, quickly ridding yourself of your jeans and panties as george did the same. he gently laid you on the makeshift bed he’d set up, climbing on top of you and positioning himself at your entrance. “ready butterfly?” he asked.

“give it t’me george,” you murmured, wiggling your hips for emphasis. he slowly pushed into you, and you squeezed your eyes shut, moaning at the stretch. you reached your arms up and squeezed his biceps tightly as he bottomed out. “need a second. s’big,” you murmured softly.

“take your time butterfly,” he whispered as he leant down and placed gentle kisses on any and all inches of skin he could find.

you nodded finally after a few seconds of preparation. “okay… okay go,” you told him. george slowly pulled out before thrusting back in, effectively hitting your gspot. “there,” you moaned. he smirked slightly as he slowly fucked into you. “fuck georgie it’s so big,” you moaned.

“yeah butterfly?” he mocked slightly. he ran his hand down your left leg before lifting it, placing it over his hip for a better angle. your back arched into him and you bit your lip. “fuck baby, so little. see myself in y’little tummy,” he marveled as he pushed down on the imprint of his cock in your lower abdomen.

“want more georgie. more please,” you begged.

“greedy little thing,” he hummed as his hand made contact with your clit, rubbing in tandem with his slow, rough thrusts. “love you so much butterfly,” he murmured into your neck.

“love you too georgie,” you moaned softly as your eyes rolled back into your head. “wanna cum please,” you whimpered.

“look at me when you cum butterfly. cum with my,” you nodded rapidly, opening your eyes as he pressed his forehead against your’s. “cum butterfly, now.” with his explicit permission, you let go. moaning out his name loudly as you slipped over the edge, cumming on his cock as he bottomed out, and pumped you full of his cum.

he stayed inside of you as you both came down. it was a few minutes before he slowly pulled out. you hissed slightly at the burn as you felt his warm cum dripping from your overworked hole. he fell on the pile of blankets next to you as he pulled you into his chest. you rested your head against his pectoral as you played with the chain around his neck. after a few minutes of silence, you began giggling. “what’s so funny over there, butterfly?” george asked with a smile.

“we just fucked in the treehouse our dad’s built for us when we were kids,” you giggled. he began to laugh with you as he kissed your head.

“you’re more than just a good fuck, butterfly. you’re the love of my life,” he told you.

“your twin flame,” you smiled as you kissed his jaw.

“my twin flame indeed,” he smiled down at you.

two weeks had passed since you and george’s endeavor in your childhood treehouse, and you were now both back in the apartment above the shop. you had even gotten your job back as cashier and manager. you were in george’s room, readying yourself for the day. you brushed through your hair and buttoned up your shirt, tucking it into your skirt before walking downstairs. “morning yn!” fred greeted.

“morning freddie,” you smiled as you poured yourself a cup of coffee.

george snuck up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your cheek. “morning butterfly,” he smiled as he kissed your cheek.

“morning georgie,” you giggled.

fred mocked a gagging noise. “you guys are even more insufferable now than you were when you were arguing,” he joked with a playful eyeroll.

“oh you love us, freddie,” you teased with a smile.

“loving you less and less the more i hear your noises. the walls are thin!” he called as he made his way downstairs to the shop.

“so… date tonight?” george asked. “after work. we’ll leave early,” he told you.

“and leave freddie all alone?” you asked with a small pout.

“oh he’s got angelina butterfly. he’ll be perfectly fine,” george waved you off.

“okay fine, date tonight then mr. weasley. don’t be late,” you winked over the brim of your coffee mug.

everything was perfect. back in place. back how it should be. you were back at the shop, living with fred and george. you called the younger twin your boyfriend, and you were happy.

the cosmos were aligned. and the universe was on your side. in the end, love won. the universe decided to pour gasoline onto your twin flame. she expanded it and it was now exploding and bringing upon a future for you and george that was even brighter than your flame.

and you couldn’t wait for that future to begin. it sure as hell was bright.

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fnf-amateur-writing · 3 years

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Hey! It’s Fox again! How are you doing? I just started school back up today, so I’ve been busy Xp.

Think you would be cool with writing some Pico with an s/o who is a writer, and tends to ask him about things like “hey, how long does it take someone to bleed out” or other things like that?

I understand if you don’t feel like it, and I hope you’re having fun 😊

🦊

Hello again Fox, I'm doing quite well rn. I'm cool with your prompt, especially since I need more writing material anyways.

Took me a while, because I didn't want to do a hc, but rather come up with a oneshot with a little twist to the style. Well, hope it works well.

Good luck with school, mate!

TW: Mentions of violence, swearing, slight sexual reference, and crime.

Pico with a writer S/O who asks him strange questions

Prologue:

On a chilly autumn morning, you were sitting out on your patio with a laptop and a mug of your favourite beverage next to you. Whenever you looked up, you could see the warm coloured leaves fall as the breeze accompanied you. The whole scene was an aesthetic.

When your boyfriend, Pico, came outside to see this, he knew that the nice environment you surrounded yourself with meant one thing. "You're back in your writing space already. Heh, with that bestseller you published, I thought you were comfy taking a break." You simply smiled and said, "can't waste the inspiration rush I got right now."

Pico had a good point though, with your rising popularity as an author, you were near set to retire before turning fourty. But you wish you weren't given all of the credit, since your boyfriend's stories of his dodgy job has occasionally sparked some ideas for your stories. However the books you wrote in the past were usually meant for the young adult and had few mature themes. This time, you thought maybe it's time to garner extra inspiration from those stories.

You were met with some disappointment when you realised that your mug was empty, only a drop entering your mouth. "Here, babe, I'll ya some more," Pico said, taking your mug and walking inside. "Quick question," you stopped him. "Yeah?"

"What would be the best place for a murder cemetery?"

"... What?"

Chapter 1:

"So you're doing some story about the police hunting down a mass murderer?"

"Pretty much."

"And to think you were gonna write Pixar's next script. Aight' I respect that." Pico takes a seat next to you with a refill of your drink placed next to your favourite writing laptop. "Thanks, Pico. But yeah, I want to branch out to something edgier, and I think you can help too."

"Let me show you what I've got so far." You showed him some of your notes in a little notepad document, detailing the story thus far and your current plans for this chapter. "Oh, that's it? Just looks like boring police preparation mainly," Pico commented. "Yeah, it's not much right now. But it'll get juicy later." "And bloody?" "And bloody."

"Welp, I'm gonna head back in," Pico got up, "let me know if you need anything." He head back inside, closing the door, but then opened it almost immediately afterwards. Pico stuck his head out, "by the way, the guy should use some strong alcohol or something to throw off those sniffer dogs."

Chapter 2:

"And then, because they used a silencer, the police don't immediately notice the--"

"Nope! I'm calling bullshit (Y/N)!" Pico had suddenly interrupted your explanation of the scene you were currently working on. "Silencers can help prevent some hearing loss, sure, but they're not magic."

"Alright," you reply, "no silencer, but the killer still has to kill in a way to not get blood on them, so I thought shooting and killing them from a distance would work." "Well, they're alone. Instead, have the guy get shanked in the neck or something, and have the killer use a plastic bag as a glove. It saved my ass one time."

"Woah!" you exclaimed with a giggle, "you used a knife once? What happened to my trigger happy boyfriend, huh? That's pretty sus."

"I forgot to reload the Uzis, alright?"

"What an impostor would say."

Chapter 3:

"What would be the best way to muffle the scream of someone you kidnapped?"

You two were sitting on the couch together watching a show. You didn't have your laptop on you, so Pico didn't expect you to still be thinking about that book. "I can't say from experience, really," he said as he paused the show. "However, shove a rag in their mouth and duct tape it in, and you should be good."

"Thanks Pico, also one more thing." "Yeah?" "What if our killer also wanted to..." God, this one was gonna be awkward, but you had to say it or else no help. "You know, cut off this victim's willy. How would you do that?"

"Wai-wha-uh-ga," Pico started fumbling his words like never before. He stopped, then took a deep breath. "YO, WHAT THE FUCK?!" "It'll make sense in the story later, I promise!" You watch Pico begin to lose it, breaking into laughter. "Ladies, gentlemen, and others," Pico dramatically stood up, pulling a little Showcaster impression and directing his arms towards you, "my famous 'young' adult novelist partner!"

Chapter 4:

It was in the dead of night, but you awoke to Pico on his phone. His vpn was on and Tor was up. As per usual, he was checking up on his little hitman service, where others could request for a certain someone's guts to fly if they paid him a hefty sum first. Though tired, you ound this to be the best time to ask him some more questions.

"Pico, how do those sites work?"

"Oh, you're awake," Pico blankly stated, sleepy too. But he still answered you. "Basically, some anonymous rich guys in the area give me money and a target, then I just do the thing and send a mission accomplished email." "Do they pay you in person?" "Nah, we use always use Bitcoin. It's a lot harder to trace than real money."

"Thanks Pico. Goodnight," you wish him, yawning and going back to sleep. "You too... So this guy is a hit man too?" "Hush. Tomorrow." "Okay." Pico puts his phone away, leaving it on a nightstand. You then spoon the night away, peacefully thinking of murder as you drifted off.

Chapter 5:

On a morning similar to before, you two sat on the patio with your drinks and laptop at the ready. Pico watched rather awkwardly as you typed away, wondering why you haven't entertained him with another question yet.

"You gonna ask anything else?" "What? Oh, nah," you plainly state. Inevitable, sure, but he was kind of saddened. He liked being able to share his messed up wisdom. "So, you're done?" "Almost." You turn to look at him, "want the spoilers?" Pico smiled, "sure thing."

In the novella you and Pico crafted together, the main character is a cop who hunts down a killer. They eventually notice that there would be two murders at a time for unknown reasons. Well, it was unknown until one victim had left up a dark web hit man for hire site. They that the hit man not only kills the target, but the client as a hidden price for the service.

And any request will be fulfilled, according to the hit man's site.

"Do they catch 'em?" Pico asked. "Well, ANY request is granted. So, if our hero were to... hire him to kill himself..."

"No way!"

"He did. They find both of their bodies in his bedroom."

Pico was a bit impressed with the ending you came up with, but then he remembered something. "Why did that guy get his thing cut off?" "Lol, I forgot," you giggled. "He sent a message to the hit man, saying he wishes the target would choke on his dick."

"That's my favourite part."

Epilogue:

After everything was finished up, you sent the book off to your editor. After the initial joy of knowing how the story ended, you saw that Pico was still in thought. "What's up with you?" "Oh nothing, well it's just... I'm probably just biased, being that I'm a bit of a hitman myself, but it's kind of sad to see the guy go."

"Then I should spoil the epilogue I came up with." Rather than being excited, Pico nervously asked, "what's an epilogue?" He didn't get an answer, only you staring at him. "Sorry, school held too many bad memories for me to pay attention."

"Anyways," you continue, "the rest of the police gang did some background checks, and find that our killer was a normal guy with no criminal history."

"Penilian?"

"No. But I did decide to take a more supernatural approach here. Somewhere across the country, another string of double homicides occur and that site is active once more. And the story kind of repeats itself."

"Penilian."

"You joker," you give him a playful little kiss on the cheek, one that definitely caught him off guard. "So is it canon?" Pico smirked. "Nah, just thanking you for being my cute little co-author." "Oh," Pico started, "so we're flirtin' now, huh. Come here babe!" He tackled you onto the ground, giving you several kisses in exchange.

"Actually, I think we call that 'making out'," you chuckle out, flustered. "But that doesn't mean I said stop'!" You pull him in for more, accidentally bonking your heads together rather painfully. "Nice double kill there, (Y/N)."

#fnf x reader #fnf imagines #pico x reader #fnf pico

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theredsuzuran · 3 years

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Hello! Could I request Douma with a s/o who enjoys art? For instance, painting or drawing then placing their artworks around the paradise cult? They could be demon / human but preferably aware about the whole eating cult members thing? Me being me I would be fine knowing that lol. Sorry if this is too specific but thank you in advance!

Thank you so much for this request, I hope its upto your liking and I apologize if I have messed up🥺

Douma x Reader ~

The warm rays of the sun glistened your skin with a golden hue as you stood there on the long wide corridors holding the remaining pieces of arts that you were pasting on the walls of the busy temple, gazing at the distant sky with full concentration succumbing deep into the abyss of its aesthetics. So much so that you failed to notice your fellow cult members reaching out until someone pat your shoulder startling you suddenly.

"Oh" a soft sigh escape from your mouth as you to snapped out of your thoughts, looking directly at them with eyes still dreaming.

"We have been calling you for so long (y/n) san~ aren't you gonna tell your friends about him?"

"Do you think its going to rain anytime soon?"

"Are you even listening to what am saying?"

Averting your gaze from them you lifted your head upward at the direction of the tremendous vast expanse paying no attention to them while drifting away in your own world.

"If it rains will I see that again?" spacing out yet again but this time evoking vivid memories of a man finding your desolated body covered with blood and mud, drenched under the heavy downpour.

"What?" One or them inquired both curious and annoyed at the same time.

"I told you! (y/n) is weird just leave them alone its fruitless to strike any conversation at all, Lord douma probably shows his pity being a man of virtue" one of them whispered so that you don't hear them badmouthing you.

"Right who cares about those stupid paintings" the other giggled at your face then turned away leaving you behind in the now empty hallway.

All of them associate with you because of the favour you get from Douma, the supreme head of the eternal paradise cult. You have merely smiled knowing that they have always belittle your precious artworks crushing your fragile confidence into pieces although let's say you would never encounter them again and that's a different story, still they were unable to break your devotion. Every painting you made were nurtured and cared with great affection as you put your heart and soul into it. Most importantly there was the charming leader himself who encouraged you rather than making fun of it. That's the exact reason why douma was your savior.

Even though you knew the heinous crimes he have committed, the cannibalistic practices that occurs during midnight inside the temple complex, yes it terrifies you but still you cannot find in your heart to hate him, you wish demons could co exist together alongside mortals although it sounds absurd as predators can never befriend their natural prey but you were an artist who saw the world with a different perspective instead of blaming demons you felt sympathy. Since they were humans too once and due to unavoidable circumstances they are now suffering this fate. Making you wonder what was his story?

However you are quite mad lately since It has been days you last saw your beloved cult leader, afterall he has things to do and you seem to grow lonelier each day due to the lack of his presence. The way he caressed your cheeks and smiled ever so lovingly at you made your heart flutter with ecstacy. Art therefore have always been your escape as your days passes drawing sketches of him. You sat on the wooden engawa, with papers and colours scattered all over the floor holding your brush in hopes of completing his perfect image but your mind wandered to the eromous clouds engulfing the sky above. When suddenly you caught glimpse of a familiar sitting right next you.

"I thought I would wait since you were busy admiring the beautiful nature"

"Douma" a sudden rush of emotions came pouring down, the storm seem to have calm down by the heavy rain. However it was hard for poor (y/n) to decide whether to jump with pure happiness or to just sit and cry for leaving them astray.

"There there my little dove, am here" he replied smiling charmingly engulfing you in a tight embrace.

The two sat on top of the wooden floor. Once again letting the silence to develop, this time droplets of water accompanied the tranquil atmosphere with its drizzling sound.

"Are you hanging your paintings on the walls?" Douma asked enthusiastically breaking the previous calm.

"Yes" you replied politely

"good good" reaching his arms to pat you gently, he praised.

"Douma, where have you been?" You questioned Finally letting those words escape from your quivering lips which you were desperately trying to swallow inside this entire time and regretting because you are afraid of what might happen next for asking such an outrageous question ruining the blissful aura.

"Aww did (y/n) miss me?" Douma answered still maintaining his lively composure. Although there was sudden shift in the atmosphere as it grew a bit tense.

"What if I say I did?" You murmured under your breath blushing slightly to which his eyes widened for he have awaited long for something like this to happen.

"I have some orders to fulfill for that man" the douma chuckled slightly as he began speaking again "and probably he did not like it a bit that I failed to accomplish my mission" when you notice one of his beautiful multicolored orb a little swallowen as if someone have pierced his eyeballs out. You were aware of his supernatural existence and strength because he was not some ordinary demon but witnessing such injury made your heart drop.

"Now (y/n)~ show me what you are drawing" his face gleaming with excitement as he clapped his hands.

"It's not yet completed"

"Don't be like that show me" he made a puppy face.

"Noooo" you cried in protest trying your best to restrain him but failed miserably, since he was faster than you and upon seeing the drawing the sheet of paper he stopped responding. Been living for a century having money, status and almost a perfect immortal body, he still felt hollow. People stand in line for hours to worship him in order to achieve their own desires, to gift him valuable fortunes, antiques, exclusive garments and all sorts of expensive merchandise and sometimes in hope of wooing him but never in his life he felt so content by a simple piece of art made with such adoration. Overwhelming a ruthless uppermoon like him with strong emotions.

"I know it's not that good" you bit your lips in embarrassment but you were taken aback when you felt a pair of muscular arms wrapping your waist resting his head on your lean shoulders. Returning his gesture you smiled and closed your eyes running your hands in his platinum blonde hair in an attempt to soothe him.

"Douma do you remember the time we met?" douma hummed in response.

"Its because of you that am still alive and I can't show my gratitude enough, I have sworn to the art I love I will never break my loyalty towards you", douma looked at you this time when you suddenly reached your arms to cup his face amusing a bit in the process.

"Back when I was a child, I saw a beautiful arc covering the blue sky displaying a wide range of bright colours taking my breath away for I was mesmerized, and I hope I could see that again as I was laying down on the ground reminding the jovial moments of life before my demise, admist the rain I saw a shilloute of a man approaching me- that's when I saw that again in your eyes instilling hope within me, its a monochromatic world when you are not around"

That's when he took your hands into his large ones gently, giving the most lovable expression he could ever make, something so genuine for someone like him. He did not know why he was so attracted to a human like you. Moving his fingers on your lips caressing it softly smudging the colour you have applied before as he leaned closer and closer making your eyes shut tight too flustered to even look. Your face heating up on his cold touch, as you felt a his lips pressed softly onto your nose.

Opening your eyes slightly you found him grinning at your beet red face.

"Let's put that painting on my wall then!"

#kimetsu no yaiba #kny douma #douma x reader #douma kny #douma #demon #demon slayer #demon x reader #character x reader #kny x reader #uppermoon 2

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denialcity · 2 years

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Wait how did task’s rampage convince Kawarama to take him back? But also I asked about the age gap less bc I was concerned and more bc I realize I was bad at math lol and I don’t actually know any of the canonical age differences between the siblings or (like I think Hashirama is older than Madara and then Madara than Tobirama then Izuna but for all I know Madara and Hashirama are the same age or Madara is older than Hashirama and just short)

(ya dw you passed the vibecheck, just wanted to say it bc yknow how it is on this site sometimes)

ughghgh tell me about it, even just deciding the order of siblings has no canon confirmation it was so hard. there is literally nothing. we've gone with (eldest) takami, meguru, [gap], hashirama, madara, tobirama, [gap], itama, kunimi + izuna (twins), kawarama (youngest). but i think i've seen other people make tobi and kawa twins, or itama youngest, or madara 4th brother or madara eldest brother of the 5. so like. it's free real estate.

okay dt3 get back together its a bit long so cut and needs a little background so we’re going from the breakup also its dt3 so a lil spicy also @firecoloredwater tell me if anything needs edits

- idiot disaster breakup bc Kawarama interpreted the two months of silence as being dumped, and coped with being devastated via “WELL I DIDN’T WANT THEM ANYWAY, GOOD RIDDANCE, WE’RE DONE.” His brothers are not fooled but they are clear on the ‘broke up’ part

-Meguru is devastated but feels like he can’t do anything about it so he just goes to give Kawarama a breakup gift (and have an angsty aesthetic goodbye).

-Kawarama assumes the gift is just another souvenir/sex toy and slams the door in Meguru’s face. Meguru leaves the gift by the door. Kawarama throws the gift into the yard when he sees it’s still there a bit later. It starts raining. Kawarama runs out to rescue the gift before it gets wet while also being furious with himself for being sentimental about a *sex toy* from a *terrible ex*

-Meguru gets home. Most of the Uchiha clan now wants to fight/beat up Kawarama. Izuna stops Kunimi because if Kunimi traps Kawarama in nightmare genjutsu Meguru will be sad, but lets the rest go ahead

-Kawarama attempts one night stands, is unsatisfied

-Takami threatens the one night stands, sets their houses on fire, and shows up at Kawarama’s house

-Kawarama thinks this is the WORST idea but also it takes like, one minute for him to give into the temptation to bad idea ex fuck Takami

-Takami finds the gift from Meguru that Kawarama never opened and thinks great, he can fuck with Kawarama *and* remind him of Meguru at the same time. Buuut when he opens it it’s one of Meguru’s favorite fans, which IS very sexy in Kawarama’s head, but the gesture is less sexual and more ‘Meguru was in love actually’

-Takami henges into Meguru since he has the fan anyway

-Kawarama is devastated

-Takami is furious at Kawarama for being devastated, especially when HE’S the one who dumped Meguru and broke his heart (and also at Meguru for Letting Kawarama break up with him if he cared this much)

-There are Feelings and Kawarama ends up not-sexy crying

-Taka decides Nope he’s not the feelings guy, and says he’ll get Meguru

-Kawarama panics/cries more and very for real begs Takami not to get Meguru bc despite everything Meguru is much colder than Taka and didnt even try to get him back so he probably doesnt even want kawa. Taka cant even say 100% whether kawa is wrong bc meguru is the type who cuts his losses so maybe he did already give up on kawa.

-Taka ends up letting Kawarama cry on him and staying overnight when Kawarama falls asleep

-in the morning Kawarama is Mortified and Taka still hates feelings but they manage to talk a little bit and establish that Kawarama mostly wants Taka (and Meguru) to actually care how he feels and not do things they know/believe/expect him to hate to him. Taka goes ughhhhhh fine I guess what do you hate, assuming it’ll be a giant list of everything fun, but actually Kawarama dislikes the maiming threats and that’s all he can think of (because his actual objections were wholly on an emotional level)

-so Taka and Kawarama are back together now

#dt3 #replies from the city council #hello spicy food #casually drops lore that their mission souveniers for kawa are always spicy lmao #also reserving the right to retcon bc i await paras return from the war

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Can i request how different idv characters would act as roommates? Eli, Helena, Luca, Edgar, Vera, Norton and Fiona if thats alright with you :DDD

warnings? kinda suggestive, crack fic, cussing

mod toby and mod bread helped me do this fic, its a bit all over the place but it was fun so no regrets

Eli Clark

I feel like being roommates with eli would be pretty pleasant

everything would be clean all the time

he’s the type of kid that everyone wants on their team because of how good he is at everything

so if you scored a roomie like him, you got super lucky

if you left a mess he wouldn’t get mad, he would probably just clean it up himself and leave a sticky note that said to clean up ur mess next time(but not like, passive aggressively)

ofc you would clean up after the cute sticky note, bc who can say no to this bb?

If you don’t clean up tho, brooke rose will probably shit on your hair when u sleep

tbh you’ve always wondered what eli looked like without his eye mask

so one time when Eli was sleeping, you went next to his bed to try and take his eye mask off and see what he looks like.

You took off the mask and found out it was a dummy

a few seconds later you heard footsteps and you turned around

Eli came up behind you and knocked you out with a bat

you two don’t speak of that day.

Brooke kept screeching last night, and you got no sleep at all, so I guess we’re having chicken for dinner

Unless you had a good reason, then eli and brooke prob won’t mind cleaning up after u

I can imagine you going back to your shared room in the manor after a rough match and seeing eli just sweeping the room in an apron and a cloth covering his hair looking like cinderella

“Honey, I’m home!”

basically if you lived with eli, you basically had a husband/mom/wife???

If you came back to the manor, beaten up and bruised from the last match he would prob pester you and nag you

while cleaning up you wounds he would prob say, “You have to be more careful, im always worrying. You’re gonna give your mom a heart attack!”

seriously tho, don’t worry this bb, he would actually have a heart attack

Helena Adams

i think living with helena would probably feel like some sort of kdrama

she might be a bit clumsy and trip over a few things, falling into your arms bc of her blindness

though she might be doing it on purpose

If you moved things in the room without telling her, she would probably get mad

for example, you move the sofa chair a little bit to the right bc you thought it looked better

helena walks in the room, sits down on the sofa chair and ends up accidentally sitting on the sofa chair arm rest instead

resulting in her bottom hurting and a very long talk with you

she got her revenge weeks later

she had asked you to check under her bed for monsters because she couldn’t do it herself

you were teasing her for still being afraid of monsters but looked underneath anyways

low and behold,

she put a mirror there.

will even wack you with her cane if you’re being annoying

Her cane is pretty affective in shutting you up lol only sometimes

“Hey Helena, are you braille? ‘cause i can read you like a book when i touch yo-” *wack* *moans*

helena: ...

you: ...

helena: ...im leaving

you: heleNA WAIT-

One time everyone at the manor was celebrating Helena’s birthday with a piñata, 2 seconds later she was beating the shit out of Luca with her cane

even after everyone’s been yelling that he wasn’t the piñata

One time you and Helena had a staring contest because you were both bored.

She won.

sometimes to get her close to you, you would sit on the sofa chair super quietly and still

And then you’d wait for her to come and sit on your lap thinking it was the chair

and it would work

she would probably sit on your lap for a few minutes, confused as to why the chair felt elevated

and then she would feel your arms snake around her waist

and she would- “whAT THE FUCK- SCREEEEEEE”

she would probably make a cute bird noise and then just sit there, not knowing if she should leave or not

in her head, “THEIR LAP IS SO WARM OH MY GOD WHY DIDN’T THIS HAPPEN SOONER”

in real life, “let go of me you pathetic mortal”

you’d beg her to stay on ur lap longer and she would cave in

but she didn’t stay because she liked you! baka

Luca Balsa

living with luca will probably be the opposite of eli’s

messes, everywhere

inventions, everywhere

at one point though you had a sneaking suspicion he might be a bunch of rats.

you saw him outside crouching beside you guys’ room with a bunch of rats coming out his sleeve and running into a crack in the building

“its for science!”

he’s also super scared of helena

Luca doesn’t like to admit it, but he got his purple eye from Helena after he made a bad pick-up line for the blind.

She’s been chanting “one of us” and threatening to “finish the job” ever since.

he’s basically a big baby that needs to be taken care of

i feel like he might break down sometimes from not doing his invention right, or feeling insecure

but i guess his rats are there to help

but since he had a roomie, he wouldn’t be able to cry on his own

and its a good thing because he doesnt have to do everything by himself anymore

he learns to ask for help when living with you

you’d help him through his episodes and he would slowly start to become more reliant on you

if he was feeling a bit moody, he would unconsciously try to find you to cuddle with

if you lived with him, you’d probably have to be very responsible

luca would have his own bed that he would never sleep in because he wouldn’t be able to sleep without you in his arms

everytime he shifts in bed, you’d feel a tiny shock

it kinda bothered you so

you pranked Luca by touching him with those zappy ring things you’d get from a dollar store.

You just wanted that mother fucker to get a taste of his own medicine

he would basically be a puppy that follow you around, he would constantly old your head

probably refers to you as his

like if you downed a shot that barmaid made for you, he would be like, “EYYYY THATS MY BABy-heurghrhgh”

now you have a drunk baby that you have to take care of

You tried giving luca a shower afterwards, now you know how it feels getting electrocuted.

And trust me, Luca and water do not mix.

good luck have fun

Edgar Valden

living with edgar would consist of

1. edgar being super specific of what was his and what you can’t touch

2. big tsundere baby

3. sketches of you hiding in his sketch book

if you lived with edgar, you’d have to be super patient with his nagging or else you’d have to find a new roomie

he’s constantly nagging you

but if you are tired of it and give him the silent treatment, he’d probably just nag you even more for attention

you need to give this man attention or else

you ignored him for a whole day once because he said something mean

he decided to give you some milk and cookies as an apology

the ‘milk’ was his muddy paint water and the cookies were expired

i feel like one day you two would be arguing about who moved his stuff, your argument being he unconsciously moved his stuff, his argument being you moved his stuff

you guys were so heated up you didn’t notice how close you two were getting

edgar ended up pouncing on you like a feral dog

though when you woke up, you both agreed that you ended up winning the argument

when you’re reading or just doing nothing, he’d ask to sketch you or paint you

i-its not because he thinks you’re beautiful or anything

its just because he thinks that your whole self is aesthetically pleasing and pleasing to the eye- but not because he thinks you’re pretty!

sometimes when he was super focused on his art, he wouldn’t notice your figure slowly approach him

you’d boop his nose and watch as he froze

wh- hoW DARE YOU LAY YOUR HANDS ON A VALDEN

secretly tho, he really loves it when you do that.

do it more

please or not whatever

Vera Nair

Vera would probably be a bit anxious when she heard she was gonna get a roomie

but she would do her best to be at her best behaviour

she’s very well mannered and is very polite

she’d kinda be the type to silently care for you

like, she’d notice the little things that bothered you and made sure they wouldn’t bother you ever again

like, if you stubbed your toe alot, she would give everything that you could stub your toe with, rubber covers or socks

but she wouldn’t tell you it was her even though it was obviously her

if you fell asleep on your desk instead of your bed, she would probably but a blanket on ur shoulders and a pillow underneath where you left your head

she’s the thoughtful type

before you went for matches, she’d give you a cheek kiss for good luck

and if you did the same, she would probably play it cool but then panic a second later.

theykissedmetheykissedmetheykissedme-

im sorry this is short idk what to do for her-

Norton Campbell

oh BOY

once norton starts to warm up to you, you guys are basically married

like there was no proposal, just “do you take this man to be your husband- you can’t say no”

he would probably take care of you alot

even when you didn’t need it

i can do it mysel- no

but actually, before he warmed up to you he was pretty cold,

he felt himself growing feelings for you

and he didn’t want to because he was afraid he would lose you and he would have to go through the heartbreak of losing someone all over again

he would leave the room to go hang out somewhere else

he would keep his distance and not talk with you much

but there was this one time where you woke up with him around you, you just pretended you didn’t wake up and relished in the feeling

it took some time, but eventually he warmed up to you

though he still constantly worries about you, he doesn’t want you to get hurt

during matches he would always take hits for you, and just stay closer to you in general

he wanted to make sure you got back to the manor safely, it didn’t matter if he was sent back via rocket chair

he always put you as his #1 priority

he also gets jealous super easily, he’s scared someone will swoop you away from him

so to make sure everyone knows that you belong to him, he’d give you his clothes to wear

not only do his clothes look adorable on you, everyone will know that you’re his

probably pester you a lot if you tripped or got a paper cut

“yoU COULD HAVE DIED” “IT WAS A PAPER CUT”

Once, Norton got stuck to the fridge like a magnet for 5 hours

He’s been using that as an excuse to force you to bring him his snacks every since.

pick up lines are a definite yes

sometimes you’d be shitting and you’d hear outside the bathroom door a faint,

“My love for you is like Diarrhea.” “norton what the fuck im shitting-” “i just can’t hold it in” cue camera zooming in on his face and him smirking into the camera “OH MY GOD WHY”

like Luca, his bed is useless. he always needs you in his arms when sleeping, he wants to protect you and just feel you closer to him

puts him at ease

kisses? hell yes.

if you had to go to a match without him he would send you off with a ton of gross wet kisses on your face ew

He might even try to seduce you into staying

“norton I’m gonna lose morality points!” “fuck your morality points, i wanna smash”

Fiona Gilman

I feel like fiona would probably super psyched when she heard about sharing rooms with you

I headcanon her to be super bubbly and social but when she is alone with her thoughts she’d probably regret everything

“why did i say that why did i say that why did i say that-”

probably prays to god, “please kill me”

she tries her best to make sure you’re comfortable

she doesnt make a big mess and she makes sure she cleans up after herself, overall a pretty cool roommate

except for those times for when she tries to babtize you while you’re showering-

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING” “THE LORD SHALL CLEANSE YOUR SOUL WITH HOLY WATER-” “what the f- iS THIS ALCOHOL???”

this has happened too many times^^^

one time she accidentally created an ultra portal in the toilet.

Y’all still have no idea where it leads, and no intent of finding out.

Although, Kreacher has been complaining of some nasty stuff appearing in his room

i feel like during matches she would always call you with her portals to say hi or just give you a small kiss

it stopped being cute when she went through the portal and ended up seeing the hunter instead of you

mentally scarred from that

sometimes things would disappear in your shared room too, not only the toilet

you’re convinced she has a bunch of hidden portals in the room

like, one time you dropped a pencil and it went through the ground.

you never saw it again

Or you know that missing sock?

Portaled.

i dont know what this turned into

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Hey, how u doing? I wanted to ask for you for indications on washette fanfics, what are the best that you have

p.s. and yes, I do want to hear as well about yours in that list as well, 'cause they're gold

Hey! I'm doing alright:) Thanks for asking! What about you? (is this the correct tumblr to anon etiquette?)

Oh goodness this is such a loaded question because the answer is many. I hope you're alright with a big list sorted by category <3

Fluff! Fluff!!

The French Mistake

One of the first washette fics I read, so it holds a special place in my heart. A little silly, a little lams, ultimately very cute and good time.

Under the Arches of Moonlight and Sky

Just very good, cute, soft weary bed sharing. (this is only wholesome, I swear)

Let's Dance

Short, sweet fic with dance instructor George and our beloved two left feet Laf:)

I Like You Better in Real Life

Did someone say Influencer/Youtuber!Laf and President!George?? No??! Well start and read this fic. Seriously, it's a longer one, and just really damn cute. A bit of slow burn in terms of internalized homophobia (done in a good way) and trans Laf?? Yes. It's really so good.

The Prince

Ok, ok, it's one of mine. The one chapter is deceiving, it's decently long and featuring Prince!Laf and Royal Knight!George!:) Also magic!! angst, fluff, denial of feelings but then of course love confessions;) after angst though, don't worry haha.

Fathoms and Foundlings

Ooooohh boy. This. This one. Mermaid Laf and regular ol George! So so so well written, I mean, the feelings, the war, the weather, literally everything you can name, it's spectacular in this fic. Be warned, it is incomplete, but I remember when the latest chapter was released when I lost all hope (plus the author is still active) so I definitely don't count this one out of being updated!:) But, I'll be honest, I'm unsure about it being finished BUT I still think you should 1000% read this because you really will not find something like it anywhere else and it's just so cute!! Did I mention fucking amazing?

Whom can we trust now?

Platonic washette!! Really well written and just altogether really well put together!:) comfort after Arnold's betrayal! Seriously, I highly recommend this fic it's just so perfect of their relationship and cuuute.

The Particulars of Language

Oh goodness. Oooh goodness. This is so so cute. A nice little blend of angst and fluff and did I mention internalized homophobia? (In a good way, if that makes sense) Also so well-written by an incredible author, I just- language confusion. Need I say more??

Marque

Ok, ok, it's been too long since I read this one, so I will say, it is very tentatively going in this category. I just love soulmate au washette! Angst! Kidnapping? ...no final chapter. So I'm not sure, it could've been planned on ending very happy and fluffy! I do believe overall, this leans on the darker side, but I know I really love this one and they love each other. I want more washette soulmate aus.

Breaks your heart, puts it back together

what's my name, what's my station

Oh God oh fuck it's this one. (said with love). Brutal? Hot? Expanding my vocabulary?? An incredibly beautiful use of metaphors??? Actually feel like crying when I read it. Yeah. This is amazing.

May the Melody Disarm Us

Oh Godd oh Fuck it's this one. (maybe I should change this section's title) this one isn't even angsty per se, it's just like...brutally beautiful. They love each so much but oh my god. The metaphors, the way the author sets the scene and environment and everything! Ugh. So so good.

Let Down My Guard

Oh dear lord in heaven above preserve me. I'm gonna be dramatic but there are simply not enough words in the universe I have that can describe how I feel about this fic and how damn incredible it is!! And boy do I mean it when I say this one breaks your heart and puts it back together. I have seriously never sobbed over any piece of fiction like I did this. Just ahhhh. The feelings they develop for each other, the confusion of cultures, the secrets revealed?? I didn't even tell you Laf is a mermaid yet. Just- please. Please read this. It will rip your heart out, but it will put it back together. But really, this is just a fucking masterpiece and so so beautiful.

Porn With Plot

that dress you like

Very nicely done smut + feels! (Did I mention how nicely it's all done?) Oh! Did I mention genderqueer Laf? Yes.

Mon General / My Marquis

Ok the only reason this is going in this category is because I find the others up there more heart-breaky than this one. I love this one!! The historical details! Their loving relationship!! Very very good and lovely. With some angst of course.

The Mistranslation

Oh God oh Fuck it's this one. (I'll be saying that a lot). Would you like all these categories put into one beautiful fic?? Here it is, here. It's incredible. Please read it. It's free serotonin. (Did I mention incredibly written??)

The Things I Would Do to You

Ahhh ok. So. Super duper sweet, lots of angst sprinkled throughout but Laf's visit to Mount Vernon + feels + (smut). Need I say more??! Seriously, this is wonderful.

Not So Easy to be the Teacher's Pet

Oh. Oh god it's this one. So this is borderline Oof (Laf is 17) but if that does not bother you, then you are in for a treat!(??) Ok but really, lots of feels, denial of feelings, way-too-sweet-for-his-own-good Lafayette and poor confused George. Just fantastic.

Devil to Pay

Hoooo boy. If you like pirates or sea adventures, (hot pirate captains. I'm just gonna say it) then I'm literally begging you to read this. Kidnapped noble Laf?? Slowly falling for the pirate captain Washington?? Not to mention so many maritime details and wonderful emotions, beautifully crafted just. Spectacular. Please, read it if you haven't. Even if pirates don't appeal to you, they will after this fic.

A secret weapon

Ahhhh!!! Thiiiiiis. Is everything. Ok, yes, it includes more than washette, but I mean come on, it's (sexy) demons. It's desperate Washington trying to win a war and fight his gay feelings (guess which fight he wins?) But also, super well written and detailed and feels!! I adore this fic, and the whole series is a treat. Go read it. It's wonderful, you won't regret it.

Oof (not in a good way)

The Sweet Enjoyment of Partaking

If the not-so-sweet side intrigues you more, this is one of the few washette fics that I do love and is...not so nice. It's really good as a not nice piece! Pretty straightforward and fucked up. Ya (I) love to see it.

Transmutation

Oooohhhhhh. This is a fic I didn't read for a while just because I didn't know what it was but boy let me tell you, it is soo good. I'll say it's not as oof as the fic above, but oooh maaaannnnn. I don't know how to describe it just, don't expect sweet things, but if darker takes are your thing please go read this. You will not regret it. It's so damn good.

Day One Way, By Night Another

Ok ok here me out. This one might seem a bit random and it is. It's very short and for the longest time I didn't read it until I did and said ow because ow!!? I find this has the most impact going in unarmed so...watch out. (but like check it out. it's just so unique I really do love it)

Once More, With Feeling

Oh GOD. This one is quite brief and straightforward but if you are looking to rip your heart out with feels and angst then boy do I have the perfect fic for you. But seriously, it's so well-written and just expresses all the feelings so so perfectly. But at what cost? (Pls read it)

A Beautiful Tragedy

Hello darkness my old friend. Ok but seriously, this fic still remains so impactful in my own mind just as the writer. It's not a happy ending, but I try to leave you with hope. Pretty music that I highly recommend listening to, I don't know. I think it's really good, I don't say that often about my own stuff soo if you're ok with heavy amounts of angst and pretty aesthetics then check this ok!:) (but guard your heart, sorry not sorry<3)

Porn Without Plot

Betrayals and Allies

So, admittedly, this one very tentatively goes into this category because I find compared to the others, this one has less feels and less focus on it, but don't get me wrong this is very emotional!! It displays their relationship and love so cutely (and smutily..? new word) and as extra bonus it fills in the gaps of the deleted scene from Turn. You know the one;) It's very good!!

Cold Nights

Look at me adding another of my own. This is super duper short, but I kinda like how the emotions turned out. I think this was the beginning of my first dive into my current style of writing so that's cool I guess? But yeah no, it's porn without plot lol.

What Good is Honor When You're Starving?

Oh dear, another of mine in this category. I barely put this here, but the main focus is on the smut, but there are many many feels aplenty. Oh wait, did I mention vampire Laf? George definitely not falling in love... but really, I like how this one turned out!:) Good sexy vampire times (with feelings)

Ah wow! You stuck with me! Thank you! I...tried to keep it brief. This is not an exhaustive list by any means btw, there were a few (many) I decided to cut because I wanted this list to be all encompassing of many authors, styles, etc.

But anon, thank you for the ask and giving me the chance to rant about my favorite fics! My apologies on taking so long to finish, I hope you can understand my life has been a little hectic, but I always try to make time for washette;)

Thank you!!<3

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