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teenytinyjimin · 13 days

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je ne sais pas (j. hoseok)

dans mon esprit tout divague, (in my mind everything goes wild)

je me perds dans tes yeux (i lose myself in your eyes)

je me noie dans la vague de ton regard amoureux (i drown myself in the wave of your loving gaze)

je ne veux que ton âme divaguant sur ma peau (i only want your soul going wild on my skin)

summary: in which two strangers spend an unforgettable day together without actually getting to verbally understand each other.

pairing: hoseok x reader

word count: 2.8k

tags: fluff, language barrier, idol!hoseok, quebecois!reader, strangers to lovers, im bad at this tagging stuff

warnings: none, just enjoy some sweet hoseok fluff <3

author’s note: im really excited about this one yall 😭 i love the idea of language barrier romance because just think about it... u love someone so much that talking to them doesn't matter as much as the memories u create with them.. god ok ill stop speaking please please enjoy!

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The province of Quebec is often quite peaceful for about 85% of the year, with the exceptions typically being one of two things. First, there's always the typical influx of tourists that happens during peak times of the year like summer, Christmas, things like that. However the second exception is typically related to whatever artist is in Montreal for the Canadian leg of their world tour. It wasn't uncommon for there to be a little bit of buzz around the famous singer in question, however no one seemed to go harder than kpop fans when their group or soloist of choice was coming for a show or two.

You weren't really a fan of kpop in the way that many of your friends were. Sure, you've listened to some songs before, but you never felt the desire to get invested in any of the artists or the lore that came with them. It would be nice to hear your friends babble on about a new song that was released or a new tour that was announced, however you were absolutely not expecting the absolute freakout that was to come when BTS announced that they'd be doing a show in Montreal.

"Can you believe it?" One friend asked you with excitement. Yes, you could. They were famous. Of course they were going to come to Canada for a world tour. It's not that you weren't excited for your friends, who called themselves 'Army', but you just weren't as invested so it didn't mean as much to you. It also didn't help that a lot of their discussions with fellow fans and the things they'd post relating to BTS on their social media profiles were in English.

The majority of Quebecois people were able to communicate in English as well as their native language of French, but for some reason your family lived under a rock and you didn't learn anything beyond basic greetings and conversations in English. You felt rather left out because it felt like you were behind your friends and everyone else around you, however as you grew older you tended to not let it bother you that much. Since French is a prominent language in Quebec, you weren't bothered about language barriers and knew you could get around and live life normally without worry.

Since your friends were much deeper down the Bangtan rabbit hole, they were able to secure floor tickets to their Montreal show and were extremely busy completely overthinking the event and what they wanted to wear. It was now the day before the show and they were last-minute panicking, roaming the stores of downtown Montreal to put together outfits that were both cute and appropriate for the vibe of the concert.

Given that they were rather busy with this, you decided that this would be a weekend to yourself where you could peacefully do whatever you wanted. The quaint cafe you work at full-time decided to close for the weekend given the occasion (apparently the owner was also an Army), so it was a perfect opportunity for you to go down to the local park and do some reading on a bench.

And that's exactly what you did. You found yourself parked on the lawn of Mount Royal Park, right next to the lake. You brought some light reading with you, a small romance novel that involved the typical coffee shop trope, prepared to do some reading but also some people watching in between. It was absolutely perfect, and you couldn't have asked for a better way to spend the weekend. As you peacefully read your cliche novel, cup of iced coffee from a local coffee shop in-hand, you thought the day couldn't get any better. Until it did.

"Hey, excuse me, can you help me?" You looked up from your book to see a boy standing a short distance away from you. He had the warmest smile on his face and his eyes were bright with cheer. You tilted your head slightly, not too sure what he was asking. After a minute of silence, his smile dropped slightly.

"Uh... E-English?" He asked. It was clear that he was struggling with his words as well, even though you didn't speak the language. You shook your head, a slight frown on your face. "Français?" You ask in response, to which he mirrors you and shakes his head in return. The boy looks down for a second, clearly stumped as to what to do at this point. Part of you thought that he was about to walk away, however his feet didn't move from where he was standing.

After a second, he looked back up, his sweet smile once again appearing on his face. With his phone in hand, he pointed at it, then pointed at himself, then pointed at you. Was he asking for your number? Raising an eyebrow, you started to shake your head, however you watched as his smile dropped again and he shook his head rapidly. "No! No!" He said frantically, before mimicking the act of taking a photo, making a little 'click click' noise. He wanted a photo!

Finally understanding what he was saying, you grin and nod, causing him to squeal in delight. He approached you briefly to hand you his phone before backing up toward the lake a little more. You start to turn his phone landscape before he shakes his head and lets out a little yelp, indicating that he wanted the photo to be in portrait mode. You giggle at his antics as he attempts to pose in the way he wants, admiring his efforts to not only have a good photo but also to communicate with you.

Once it seems like he's ready for you to take the photo, you begin clicking the photo button and watch as he begins to move a little bit to hit different styles of poses. And wow, this man was incredible at modeling. You watched in wonder as he effortlessly moved his body in all kinds of directions, going from casual to silly to cute and back to casual. He was absolutely gorgeous, there was no denying that. A ten in a world of fives.

After a couple minutes, he stops posing and giddily bounces back over to you. When he takes his phone back to look at all the photos, he makes a couple of 'woaaahhhh' noises, clearly impressed with your photography skills. You turn away as a blush creeps to your cheeks, flattered that he's happy with the photos. When you look back you watch him slightly bow to you in thanks before pointing to himself. "Hoseok," He says, making sure to enunciate each part of his name in the correct way so that you know how to say it.

You smile and nod, offering your name back to him, to which his smile grows into one of the most beautiful smiles you have ever seen. If it weren't for your impeccable self-control, you probably would have fainted the very first time he smiled at you, given how absolutely charming he was. However, this most recent smile made you a little weak on your feet. You were able to tough it out and stay strong, but God, he was just stunning.

You go to sit back down on your spot in the grass, but before you get the chance to you feel a gentle hand grasp your wrist. Face hot with shyness, you peer back over to him and notice his smile has dropped. You watch as he points toward the exit of the park and into the main city, and gives you a 'come on' motion, indicating that he wanted you to come with him. If this would have happened a few minutes ago when he first approached you, you might not have taken the offer. But now that you've gotten to somewhat know this breathtaking stranger, it was an offer you couldn't turn down. Grabbing your book and iced coffee from off the ground, you decide to follow him out of the park.

As you step back onto the streets of Montreal, walking with this random man, you watch as he turns to you and thinks for a second. You can tell he was trying to figure out how to communicate his next thought, so you remain silent and patient. After a second, he points at his eyes, and then gives this huge gesture with his arms, almost like he's expressing something blowing up. Letting out a soft giggle, you tilt your head slightly, resulting in a laugh coming from his own mouth. His laugh was so loud, sweet, and full of joy, and it was like pure honey dripping from his tongue. He retries his previous charades, now acting like he is looking at something with his hand above both of his eyes. He then goes 'woahh!!' and gives an amazed look, and you realize that he's asking to see some of the highlights of the city. With a soft nod, you take his hand, watching a soft blush creep to his cheeks as you pull him along the street and show him everything he needs to see in your beautiful city.

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After spending hours with Hoseok, showing him about everything in Montreal and taking a picture of him with it, you found yourselves once again back in the park where you first met. It was a rather chaotic day, pulling the boy around and watching his face light up at absolutely everything, but what seemed to be weirder was the fact that multiple times during your tour you guys received a few looks and even whispers. Every time that it happened, Hoseok would indicate to you that he wanted to move on and go to the next spot while also pulling up the light scarf that he had around his neck to cover his mouth and nose. You thought that it was rather bizarre but dismissed it as people being disrespectful since he was a rather loud and excited tourist.

Now, though, it was just you and him, sitting in the grass in front of the lake as you ate a late lunch/early dinner. He asked you to go with him to a local store where he went around and picked out a bunch of ready-made food as well as a bottle of champagne, paying for it all and implying that he wanted to eat it with you back at the park. Considering this stranger was doing more than anyone had ever done for you in the last twenty-something years of your life, you were beyond flattered and at this point you were hardcore swooning for him.

You half expected your meal to be quiet and consist of you guys looking at the lake, looking at each other, and silently eating your meal. But this was Hoseok, the man you had learned was anything but quiet. Even though he couldn't speak your language and you couldn't speak his, he was telling you all kinds of stories through the power of charades and sound effects. For most of the time, he had you in tears, laughing at his impeccable sense of humor and all-around silliness. But he also provided you with moments of peace so you could eat without choking, which was rather respectful of him, you thought.

After a while of fun storytelling, you two fell silent. You gazed over at the lake, watching as the sun made the water shimmer, and let out a sigh. When you looked back over to Hoseok, you caught him staring at you, causing a blush to creep to your cheeks. Raising an eyebrow, you nudged him as a way to ask 'what are you looking at?'. Shaking his head, he hesitantly stretched out his arm to wrap it around your waist. Just by looking at him you could tell he was internally freaking out, his eyes wide with nervousness. You smiled softly and inched your way closer to him, accepting his embrace as you rested your head on his shoulder.

There was something about this man that was so much different from anyone else that you had ever met. His charisma, his kindness, his energy – all of it was so attractive. It was the fact that he wasn't just a pretty face, he was a pretty human. You could tell he was raised right with a heart of gold and you felt beyond lucky to have ever met him in the first place. For him to have asked you of all the people in Montreal to take a picture of him made you feel extremely lucky, because had he not approached you, the two of you would have never met.

He pulled back a little bit to prompt you to remove your head and look at him. You watched as he pointed at himself, then cleared his throat before singing a little bit of a song. His singing voice was as sweet as can be, and you were about to just sit there and admire him, until you realized that the song he was singing was familiar. You didn't quite know what the name of the song was, and he wasn't singing it in quite the right tone, but you knew it was by BTS. The kpop group that was currently in Montreal and about to perform the following day.

Your mouth gaped open as you realized what was happening. You didn't even realize that you had been spending the entire day with a member of BTS. The people looking and whispering throughout were probably people who recognized him, not people who were judging him. And he was hiding his face because he didn't want to be recognized. He just wanted to spend the day with a beautiful girl and feel like a normal human being. You didn't blame him for not telling you sooner, though. It's not like you're a diehard fan of his group, but you probably wouldn't have looked at him the same way had he told you immediately.

After processing what was happening, you closed your mouth and smiled, giving him a vigorous nod. Once he gave you a smile in return, you went back to resting your head on his shoulder and grabbing your glass of champagne to hold. You wanted to show him that it was cool, everything was fine, and things weren't going to change. You liked him as Hoseok, the boy he introduced himself as when he eagerly asked you for a picture earlier. Not the kpop idol that stands in front of thousands on a stage and performs for them.

As time continued to pass and the sun got to a point where the day started to become sunset, you two sat in blissful silence while enjoying one another's presence. After a while Hoseok once again nudged you, causing you to look up at him. You watched as he once again admired your face, a blush creeping to your cheeks as you became shy from the eye contact. Just as you were about to look away he reached his hand over to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, and then rested that hand against your cheek.

At this point there was no need for charades because all you needed to do was look into his eyes and he told you absolutely everything you needed to know. He dipped his head down slightly as you both pulled each other in for a kiss, his sweet lips meeting yours in absolute harmony. Your stomach did about five thousand backflips as adrenaline coursed through your veins and your brain went fuzzy. Whether you wanted to admit it or not, this was a moment that you were waiting for practically all day. Little did you know, however, this was a moment that he had been anticipating even before he spoke to you for the first time. It all started when he saw you from a distance and his heart almost beat out of his chest because he was so enamored by your beauty.

As you both pulled away from the kiss, you watched as his mouth curled into the sweetest heart smile and he leaned in once again to peck the tip of your nose. You knew that today was going to be absolutely perfect, but your new romance made it about ten times better than perfect if that was even possible.

It's safe to say that the next day you were at barricade at the biggest concert of the year in Montreal, courtesy of BTS' resident rapper and dancer, J-Hope. Or, as you knew him, your smiley Hoseok.

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hobicakess · 4 months

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24 with any member for ateez

send a number and a member

ouuu baby i love me some Ateez i just started stanning and recently learned their names by heart 🤭🤭 you all will def see more content for my loves.

i honestly have so many drabble ideas for this couple

In a small town and charming town nestled in the Wild West, there was Respectable Belle, daughter of the town's sheriff, a proud example of what a southern lady should be. Dedicated to her community and family, beautiful but risky to touch almost like porcelain. One day, Belle decides to pay her father a visit with lunch she'd made with tender love and care. This obviously wasn't an excuse to see what all the fuss was about. Having heard notorious handsome outlaw cowboys roaming the outskirts of their peaceful town, she couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity, and her hard-working father needed his food!

As Belle stepped into the dimly lit jailhouse, the clanking of chains echoed through the air, intermingling with the hushed whispers of the weary prisoners. Her heart pounded, gripping the handles of her basket as she caught sight of two ruggedly handsome men locked behind iron bars.

The first cowboy was muscular, flexing his broad shoulders, and hard muscles of his arms as his piercing eyes followed her up and down as a mischievous grin settled on his bruised lips. He whistled mockingly, kicking the man that was beside him with a hat covering his face. "Mingi ain't she just a Jewel?"

Of course this respectable Belle didn't get all dolls up to see these criminals no way. Wearing one of her many best dresses white and lacy it was slightly shorter than most of the dresses she owned. Thick hair tied in a ponytail with a white ribbon, small pieces of curls fallen on her chunky cheeks Her gloved hand fanned her face as she felt hot from by the way the outlaw stared at her.

The second cowboy removed his hat from his face lazily looking over in the 'jewels' direction. Eyes falling on your bust from your dress, clicking his tongue leaning back "Not worth a damn penny"

She sputtered, straightening her shoulders and pouting her lips. "That is. . . not very nice." Mingi scoffed while the other laughed.

"Gotta be nice to the lil' princess Ming" which earned him an elbow to the knee. "Hush it Choi tryin ta sleep"

"Belle!" Hong Joons voice spoke out he was her fathers second hand and mote than likely her future"what are you doin' here?"

"Hi Joon! My papa forgot his lunch this morning so here I am." holding our the basket towards him. "Aah always so sweet the sheriff out right now but have a seat here till he getd back ill keep you company. Just give your old man a second," then his gaze drifted to the men in the holding cell, a sweet smile dropping off his face.

"Don't talked to them."

She sat straight up in the chair looking around awkwardly as if she hadn't been coming in and out the jail house since she was a child.

"Well, well, The sheriff's daughter paying a visit to outlaws like us?" San spoke, arms hanging outside the rails of his cell. "I-I didn't come here to see yall. I came for my papa!! He works hard and needs his lunch"

"Leave ‘er alone, San. You know how daddies girls are" mingi grunted

"Sweet, obedient, needy" he listed off the top of his head. "You gotta love em'"

"They love us even more"

#ateez x reader #ateez fluff #ateez imagines #ateez smut #ateez x chubby reader #ateez x black reader #⸻ ateez reblogs #ateez mingi #mingi x reader #san x reader

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cherrycuppacoups · 2 years

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[ DANCEOLOGY ]

SYNOPSIS; rumours about y/n dating mingyu got dino jealous as they were seen to be together at a parking lot, but little did he know the danceology vid that he shot together with y/n caught fans attention, as fans caught something in the video that y/n and dino didn't realize it might give away that the both of them are in a relationship

GENRE/ WARNINGS; oneshot,mostly fluff, idol!dino x idol!afabreader, there might a slight typos

TAGLIST; @honeyhuii

A/N; sorry ik it been a long time since i posted about the idea, up until now only i have the strength and will to write/type this hehe i hope yall enjoy as this is my first fic >< oh and @honeyhuii hii!! i saw your reply that you wanted to be in the taglist ngehehe sorry i couldn't reply to you cause idk why i can't reply ㅠ ㅠ im still new in this ㅠ ㅠ

DISCLAIMER!!; all in this story is based on my own ideas and if you see someone reposting and translating this fic without my permission do let me know tysm🫶🏻☁️

"GALACTIX Y/N WAS SEEN WITH SEVENTEEN MINGYU IN A PARKING LOT OF "L" DEPARTMENT STORE COULD IT BE THE BOTH OF THEM ARE IN A RELATIONSHIP?"

you read through the article and laugh along with seventeen members and your members as all of you know that the rumour is not true and you are currently dating dino secretly. The day that you and mingyu were seen in the parking lot was when both of you lost from playing games and need to buy some groceries and coffees for the other members as a penalty.

however the speculations of y/n dating mingyu did not die down as y/n's fancam of galactix performing call call call! in Japan is spreading like wild fires on the internet saying that she made a legendary fancam just like mingyu's summer sonic fancam making the fans shipping both them calling them the legendary fancam couple and whats making it more convincing is y/n is taking mingyu's part.

few days after the rumours are still circling around all of you are hanging out in the studio, you noticed that dino was not being his usual self and participating less in the conversations as if he was it deep thoughts.you assumed that he might get bothered because of the rumour as he quite insecure with himself by not being enough lately and he didn't really wanna show that he is lowkey jealous as he might get teased by his hyungs which is a hassle for him and might add to his stress.

so you drag him out if the studio saying you need a coffee break with dino to recharge. after dragging him far enough from the studio, you asked

"chan is there something bothering you?"

"huh? what do you mean? i'm great"

"no. you seem quiet than usual, its the rumour isn't it ?"

"nah i'm just tired from practicing no worries"

"don't lie chan i know its the rumour that is bothering you, why else would you be bothered by some tiredness as i know you nailed your routine during practice and you have endless stamina when it comes to dancing and practicing"

"sighs" "you know me too well bubs, yes it is the rumours i know mingyu hyung wouldn't take you from me but i'm worried you might left me for mingyu hyung cause he is taller than me, has nice and fitter body than me, he's handsome and i'm just me just dino nothing more"

"nu-uh not a word dinosaur you're perfect for me i'm pretty sure you knew that,and what is "just dino" excuse you ? the dino i knew is awesome asf, talented especially dancing he always makes me happy and thats whats important to me okie bubs? oh and one more thing why would i ever leave you for mingyu when i can just date him in the first place right ? i will always love you bubs no matter what people say and rumours out there okie are we clear now ?"

"okay love i love you too"

"now now heads up let's get some coffee and get back to continue our plans for our danceology vid"

After a few days of the uproar the legendary fancam couple Pledis denied the rumours and stating that y/n and mingyu are only great friends nothing more as it was getting out of control.

dino finally can breath easily after Pledis releasing the statement and he is really excited as the danceology video that he has been planning with y/n is finally up agter months of preparing. Both of them decided to publish it after few days of the statement being released to calm the tension down. His first ever content with his bubs ><

[A/N]; pic is not mine as it was taken from a yt vid of LJ Dance video and the song is choice is from dino's dance vid with the backup dancer

You and dino's danceology vids blew up after a few days of release and it is at 5M views as the fans were really excited of your collab because both of you are main dancers for your group. Some fans are happy of the collab and excited for some new collabs since your group have been hanging out alot with SEVENTEEN lately but there some fans that is also unhappy with your interaction as it feels like your group is using SEVENTEEN to get fame and attention. But that didn't stop you from getting excited and happy about first collab content with your boyfriend.

"CHAN CHAN CHAN WE'RE NEARLY AT 6M VIEWS BEIDKWKWOWJS GAH I CAN'T BELIEVE IT"

"calm down bubs and yes we're nearly at 6M views our first content together is a hit!"

Dino was trying calm his nerves as he himself is excited as well but trying to maintain his cool image to you and failed as he runs to hug you tightly🤣 (a/n; channie love you are cute af ㅠㅠ)

2 weeks after the release of the danceology vid the behind the scenes video was release on SEVENTEEN's channel which is Inside Seventeen. Fans love both of your chemistry and interaction as it was natural and not forced and started shipping both of you claiming that both you are cute as a couple and talented dancers.

The idea of both you got shipped together got dino on cloud nine and you have nothing against it as you are equally happy as he is seing that fans shipped you both meaning they technically approved your relationships.

Both of your groups were shocked when the article was released because all of you were pretty sure there is nothing suspicious and odd happens in both of the danceology video and also the inside seventeen video that would giveaway your relationship. But soon the it was leaked that your necklace with a ring as a pendant was seen in the video and the ring was the same as dino's ring that always wear on his middle finger.

Fans started to realized that your photos on twitter and instagram with dino's were almost identical but were posted in different time

Both fandoms are in ecstasy as both of the groups main dancer are dating and what makes it more exciting they have their own dance collab which is basically the danceology video. Fans were so convinced and starting bombarding both of you and dino's instagram comment section of congratulating both of you without even waiting for a statement from both of your agency.

You and Dino were actually in shocked cause both of you didn't even plan to reveal your relationship as both of think it is too early and you want to keep it lowkey. Of course both of you got some earful lecture of being careless but both party are in a win win situation your relationship is being loved by the fans and the agency received lots of offer for both of you to be models and ambassadors of brands.

"i really didn't expect our relationship would be known to the world this way bubs"

"me either HAAHA oh well as long as we're loved and safe from harm that is all i need. oh! does this mean i can post you whenever i want?"

"Of course bubs! i love how we don't have to be a secret anymore!! It's great to be on luck side i love you chan"

"I love you too bubs"

with that you end your day expecting for another hit on your danceology video with Dino but instead you're ending your day with an instagram of Dino sleeping and thanking fans for the wishes.

A/N; thats all for my first dino fic!!! gahhh finallyy i think the storyline is kinda meh and rushed but i hope yall will like it >< please tell me if there is something i can and need to improve! stay tuned for more fics!!

#seventeen #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #seventeen scenarios #dino seventeen #dino x reader #seventeen fluff #idol x idol reader #seventeen dino x reader

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trashiewrites · 1 year

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All the HCs I’ve done but ALEJANDRO EDITION!!

All the head cannons ive done but our favorite Mexican man. Cause TBH who doesn’t love his goofy ass.

ALSO YES I AM ALIVE!! I have a lot of request and work has been killing me lately! So if you have a request you sent im still doing them i swear! Enjoy!!

Relationship:

+CAN AND WILL SERENADE YOUUU

+won your heart with his guitar. That is just the truth. You try to lie and say something more romantic.

+He gets offended that you think it wasn't romantic.

+Honestly, he's when he isn't working, HES A PUPPY! He's so happy to be around you and wants to get up and do things with you.

+It is not uncommon to see you two roaming the streets of Las Almas till dusk because he honestly wants to.

+HE MAKES THE BEST FOOD HAND DOWN!! IF YOU WANNA DATE A MAN FOR HIS COOKING YOU CAN NOT AND I REPEAT C A N N O T BEAT ALEJANDRO

+If you aren't a fan of Mexican food, he's okay with it. He would usually make you a separate meal cause you aren't stopping him from his Carnita Enchiladas.

+His family (if he does have any) Is very kind to you! If you don't speak Spanish, they try their best to speak English and you try to talk as much as Alejandro teaches you.

+Going through your daily chores doing Spanish lessons with him

+ Legit, your number one fan! in everything, no matter what.

Sick

:+You wanna know the best thing about Mexican/ Hispanic foods? THERE IS A LOT OF SOUP!!!

+SOUP IS NEVER JUST BORING CHICKEN NOODLES! THIS MAN MAKES IT ALL; FIDEO, MENUDO, CALDO DE QUESO! AKA surprise soup every day.

+ Takes over all the chores in the house. All of them

+ *INSERT DEAFENING VOLUME SPANISH MUSIC* You already know he's doing more dancing than actually cleaning.

+ Vix... If you know, you know...

+He's not entirely against medicine, but let's say he's wary about it... Won't stop you from doing it tho. It's more of a personal thing.

+ About him getting sick, "Si no te estás muriendo, estás bien." If you aren't dying, you're fine.

+You often argue with him over this mentality because he gets really bad sometimes. I mean he needs to go to the hospital before because of it

.+AKA Good luck trying to keep this puto in place. That will be the biggest challenge

. Christmas:

+1st day of November, He gives no fucks.

+Prob took out the tree the day after Halloween.

+you get new ornaments every single year, this year you found one from a series you like. Mister over here got a T-Rex with some skis.

+ He's not particularly too religious but he does have religious-based decorations. You know the usual, baby Jesus and the three wise men. You may have given some new decorations to the Virgin Mary you may not have.

+He does go to church Christmas morning with his family. He always asks you if you want to come and if you don't that's okay with him.

+There's a cookout at his family's place that lasts a bit, nothing too crazy! Lots of dancing, live music and of course, great food.

+THE REAL KICKER IS THE PARTY ALEJANDRO TAKES YOU TO WITH HIS SQUAD. Ooooh, THAT PLACE IS LIVELY!

+yall both drank so much you blacked out. Luckily you didn't drive home that night. Rudy did, but you wouldn't know that till later.

Wedding:

+The wedding was in Las Almas, no doubt. At least it would be tough to convince him for it to be anywhere else.

+if you had to pick anywhere if you didn't want a church wedding, then it would be in the woods nearby. Nice and scenic!

+He spent whatever to have it look the way you wanted. Any expense as long as he deemed it reasonable.

+The ceremony itself was amazing! Mystical and beautiful, felt as if you were in your little fairy tale. AND TO BE MARRIED TO ALEJANDRO! oh, honey, you were in tears.

+Yall already know who his best man is. 100% Rudy, and if they could make it, Soup and Ghost.

+ The reception after was WILD! Not perfect though.

+paid for a custom cake and umm... it arrived... a little lopsided but that's okay! A little melted too but it's okay, still edible!

+He slammed your face into your slice of cake. Soon after met with the same fate. Cake faced, he acted shocked and offended.

+didn't get absolutely shitfaced at your own wedding surprisingly. Everyone who was a guest, except the designated driver, got hammered.

+overall 9.5/10 would marry again.

#COD MW2 #cod #CODMW #Alejandro Vargas mw2 #alejandro #alejandro vargas #los vaqueros #modern warfare #Modern Warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare #modern warfare headcanons #call of duty #call of duty headcanons

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anonymousstoryteller2000 · 1 year

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Joe x reader and fans asked Joe about the reader at a comic con and Joe gets all flustered

Thank you🤎

This request is giving me these photos but yeah I will definitely do this one 🤌

Very short and simple fluff✨️

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You and Joe have been dating for almost 2 and a hafe years now no one was really suppost to know yall were dating but the paparazzi caught you and Joe kissing at a bar while enjoying your time. So that was a really big invade and privacy for you so when those photos got linked on the internet all your fans and Joe's fans went wild most of them were positive comments but half of them were negative and that's what both y'all were scared of so two weeks before Joe went to German Comic-Con you had announced on your Instagram that you and him were officially dating and have been dating your friends and family were there to support but obviously there were negative comments which you didn't pay attention to really because you were happy and didn't care what anyone said Joe didn't really post anything his team just reposted your post from Instagram on his story officially saying he was taken

German comic con

Joe was quite bummed that you couldn't go with him but he did respect it cuz you had a lot of things going on in your work life too Joe was headed off to Germany for German stranger Comic-Con he was going to be there with David Mason Caleb Eduardo and a couple of other people so it was quite nice for him to have company around , Jamie was supposed to go but he couldn't which kind of made Joe a little sad but everything went right at first

Joe had just gotten up to get ready for his day He Wore a gray black striped tuxedo with a light blue button-up shirt and loose black pants with two of his chains on and a promise ring you had gotten him and he slicked back his hair with his comb looking in the mirror once he was done with everything he exited out of the Hotel with Caleb and Mason with him. He met up with David and the rest of the people that were going at the Comic-Con he was a little nervous but excited to see everyone and his fans. He really wished you could have been there with him, but he understood you were busy too with press and photoshoot and upcoming projects

Once Joe got to the event, he went straight away to great every on stage with all his cast mates to introduce themselves to everyone. After that he went to role of people lining up to get his autographs he had really good time with all his fans even someone gave him a lighter with his initial on in with quotes written on the back saying (never change).

After that, he had photos taken with his fan. They were simple, but his favorite was with a girl pretending to take fake shots for the poses .after a couple of hours it was Joe's time to do his panel he was a little nervous cause he wouldn't know what people would ask him and of course it would probably be a question about yalls relationship he was nervous and quiet scared cause of the negative comments on social media but we was hoping it would go well

Panel

He was still nervous but not as much as before he got questions asked like his favorite color or his favorite memories on set or if he liked steve and eddie (ofc he did😫🤌)it's was time for the last questions of his panel and was suprised that no one asked about yall or you untill the last question

Fan:Hi, I'm (idk just make up a name 😭💀)

Joe:Hi, he said while leaning forward, smiling, running his hand on his face

Fan:My question is, how did you and y/n meet, and why do you love her

He was shocked by the question, but he knew it was coming up , but it was even more shocking is when the whole crowd started cheering your name and yelling in excitement.

Joe put the microphone to his mouth, smiling a bit

well I love her very much she everything to me and there's alot of things I love about her like he pause to smile I love her beautiful eyes her smile and the way she laughs and the way she cares for other and supports me no matter what she very loving and veryyyy sexy he says while leaning into the microphone more smiling showing off his dimple while laughing,witch make the whole crowd start cheering and awwwing at the answer but yeah oh he jumps up a bit and we been together for about 2 and a hafe years now almost 3 and hoping for the rest of us living he says smiling again hope that answer your question love he said

Fan:Thank you, and I love yall by the way the fan says, walking off the stage while the crowd claps and cheers and excitement

He was very shocked about all the love he had gotten but very happy about the response, but no matter if it was negative or not, he would never stop loving you.

#joseph quinn x reader #eddie x reader #joseph quinn x oc #joe quinn x you #joe quinn x y/n #joe quinn x reader #joesph quinn #joe quinn #joesph quinn x reader #joe Q

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nijisanji-brain-rot-fics · 8 months

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rating the fanbases in nijisanji en that im in 🤠🤘

also im not hating on yall im just talking about…… some colorful things about the fan communities im in

aight for one, kyomies. = FUCKING -18/10

im scared of like some of yall. like ongod 😭 either chill or so fucking down bad WW like oh god i watched the confessions stream YOU GUYS. ARE SCARY. PLEASE. I CANT TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES MY JAW DROPPED WATCHING THAT STREAM. also we needa stop bullying kyo for being the shortest male in nijisanji en lmao hes coping already 💀AHEM… TO ANY OF YALL WHO GENUINELY LIKE ASTERS FEET CAM STREAM… DNI (jkjk but like keep a respectable distance from me pls 🧍✋ yall scare me enough)

kindreds!! = 5/10

yall horny as fuck. all i gotta say. we all know the gwak gwak incident, lets leave it pls. also yall are nice, everyone in chat is pretty nice, yk you get a parasocial chatter every once and a while but oh well wwww 💀💀 ehmmm theyre like the first niji en fanbase ive been in, i have a friend irl whos a kindred, theyre nice yk did not prepare me for the shitshow the online kindreds are

villions = 8/10

i know, we are all probably down bad for ber whenever he speaks korean, BUT CAN YOU BLAME US?? i wanna bet ver is half of his fanbases’ reason to learn korean (can vouch because i started to relearn kr bc of him 😭👌) ALSO HES SUCH A CINNAMON ROLL I JUST WANNA SQUISH HIM!! villions in general, yall r nice, like all i gotta say LOL

sicklings = 4/10

basically kindreds but like twice as horny and mentally ill 💀like goddamn yall listen to his yandere asmrs and go ‘he can fix me’?? is that like a thing in this fanbase? 😭 how mentally ill yall had to be to fall for a therapist [bullying myself rn] like holy shit also that one overlay incident 🫣 lets not talk about it but like anyways yall are ok, its a debatable topic also just wanted to say hex looks like the type of person to have a rice purity score of 53 idk

FaMillie = 10/10

OK SO IM BIASED BC IM ALSO A FILIPINO AND YK SWAGPINOS UNITE BUT YOU GUYS ARE FUNNY I CANT LIE, YOU HAVE GENUINELY MADE ME CACKLE SOMETIMES especially the hugot lines stream, my mom fucking got mad at me for laughing so much some of yall are unhinged like stop bullying millie LOL ik its for shits and giggles but damn, yall are being mean sometimes 😭

Quilldren = 6/10

personally, i havent been in the fanbase too much but most of you guys are chill so neutral score. havent seen too much stir from ike's fans so thats nice, good to know theres one fan base that isnt overtly chaotic [from what ive seen 👀]

scythekicks = 8/10

girl is this fanbase dead or am i just not active on twitter? probably the latter LMAO but like i barely see any doppio fans in the wild like where are yall come out come out you may be outta scythe but you aint outta my mind WWWW we all love doppio in the scythekick household, that man gets so entertained so easily

uhhhh shit ok pls dont cancel me WWWWW IM NOT TRYING TO BE RUDE I PROMISE THIS IS ALL FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES im in these fan bases too IM BASICALLY FUCKING MYSELF OVER

also posts are gonna be slow as fuuuck cuz schools starting and yknow we gotta COME IN DO YOU READ ME?-

im just kidding guys dont hate me for this WWW its for giggles so dont take it to heart

i think i did this wrong in so many ways but oh well LMAOO

#scythekicks #sicklings #idk #kindred #kyomies #idfk #uhhh #nijisanji en #fanbase

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purplepuddlesuwu · 9 months

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Small Vent cause stressed ahhhh

Lowkey think people take games, anime, books,movies, shows and just fandoms in general waaaay too seriously.

Like yes I get it, it can suck when a character to adore gets misrepresented by others. But they are just fictional characters at the end of the day. Maybe I'm just mostly saying this to myself to remind myself that it's okay that someone doesn't see a character like how I do. Because I'm deadass in multiple fandoms where we really just go but wild with our own versions of the characters. Like I'm in the Warrior cats AND the My hero academia fandom... And both of them are known for taking the canon and wiping their buts with it and or ignoring older material. Because well it just happens.

At first I use to get upset about it like how the warrior fandom made Bramblestar out to be this abusive monster without acknowledging the archs before hand and how in My hero academia doing.... Literally anything lmao(I love y'all though... Half of you anyway)

But seriously I just started to realize that the fandoms I'm in aren't My fandoms like I don't own them and I don't own the source material or the IP or whatever. And sometimes you never know why someone images certain characters they way they do. Whether it's for comfort or they think it's funny or they find it attractive or just to annoy people or literally just whatever.

But I always gotta remind myself that hey... THE BITCHES AIN'T REAL LMAO. Why get pressed about how other people illustrate characters. Like seriously I had to sit myself down like I was my own parent and ask myself why do I care about a fictional character being written out of character or drawn with a different design. And I really was just like... Damn yeah why do I care? These artists/writers are having fun and that's what it means to be in a fandom to just have fun.

The only time when I do get serious is when people try to harass others for characters they like because of how they see them vs canon.

Example: I saw this young artist get a bunch of hate comments under a drawing of Bramblestar/Brambleclaw because a massive part of the fandom claimed he was an abuser. Happened again with someone draw Crowfeather x Leafpool fan art because of how seriously people took Leafpool x Mothwing

AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED WITH MHA! They harasses the creator of the show sooooo many times in the past and current because of ships :T SHIPS YALL. Like I understand how frustrating it can be to see the show not end up how you wanted it to or not see too characters make out or whateva but God damn... They are fictional characters chill and just enjoy what we have or hell make what you wanted to happen. I literally do it all the time on my other page @purplestaruwu

Hell I'm still upset about how many characters were botched (in my eyes) in warriors, MHA, Naruto, bleach, marvel, DC etc.

But I think the fun in the fandom is making the what it's and creating our own versions of he characters and sharing it with others who feel the same or who just want to enjoy seeing the characters being draw in different designs, Au's, etc

I use to be so stuck up about everything being close to canon... But then I was just like "You know what it's not hurting anyone, you do whatever" and after that I feel like I became more relaxed being in fandoms... At least I try to be sometimes I do slip up but I stopped commenting on peoples different pov or au's or whatever unless I was gonna say something nice like complimenting the art or the writing or how good the plot of the story was.

It just got easier to just enjoy things and to just well not be so aggressive on the internet and not be online so much.

Cause whenever I get made about seeing a fictional character drawn in a way I don't like and I feel the need to say something... I just be like "yeaaah it's time to take a break for the day I think I've been online for too long"

This also goes for real things that happen online too lmao I just learned to take breaks and breath and remind myself that the online world is just that... The online world... And fandoms are just that fandoms...

I'm venting right now because I'm stressed out or more than likely I stressed myself out with because of online crap. And I just wanted to kind of put this here for me and for anyone else who kind of needs that reminder than you don't need to be online so much and you don't need to protect fictional characters or shows or movies or games or whatever it's not worth hurting someone's feelings because that.

But yeah that's all I think. Have a nice day and go drink some water c:

#vent #fictional characters #fandoms

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obey-me-headquarters · 2 years

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You know. This is the first blog I've ever created that I tired to create content on. Like, I've have another tumblr account that I had for YEARS but I just kinda rebloged stuff on and didn't make any of my own posts.

So having this account? Wild. Actually having people engage with my stuff? Waking up to 99+ notifications? Extremely Wild.

It's also very, very weird whenever I see someone who I followed before I made this account interact with my stuff. No one is like, celebrities lol, but I do just kinda sit there like O.O "do they know? Do they know their stuff inspired me to make and share my stuff?"

OK but actually shotting a few people out because their blogs are GREAT and inspired me to create smut:

@koumine their sub Lucifer stuff is literally AMAZING. I didn't actually care much for Lucifer before I stumbled across their blog, but after I did I started to play more attention to him in game. And omg. I love him. As you can tell by how much I post about sub Lucifer. Their words are SO pretty and flow SO nice. Go read "wear your independence like a crown" right now because it is one of my favorite fics of all time. Also their fic "the devildom diaries" is absolutely hilarious. Not smut just pure hilarity. But it's also really good for feelings!! Loved Asmo's part.

@demon-fucking-therapist Go read their yandere bros series right now go read their yandere bros series right now go read their yandere bro series 🌀🌀🌀 (I am hypnotizing you) ok but actually just go read everything they wrote because it is SO GOOD!! I wasn't the biggest fan of yanderes before their blog but omg. They changed that real quick! I absolutely love how they write Mc in the series, they feel like a real person and they never did something I couldn't see myself doing. Even when theyre with murderers I couldn't help by nod my head like, yeah I would probably do that do. They post a different of every brother and I absolutely love that.

@thedevilsdom exposed to a lot of different kinks I didn't think I'll vibe with, but now I absolutely do. A lot of their stuff is very sweet and loving, while also being extremely kinky. Everytime they write about the boys I just wanna scoop em up and wrap them in blankets. Does really good smut dialog, like I have trouble figuring out how people talk when theure getting absolutely ruined but thedevilsdom write it beautifully.

@domreader-headcannon-scenarios writes mean smut and I absolutely love it. Some times I just wanna be a bully and a tease and their work is great for that. If any of yall like my pact play stuff you're absolutely going to enjoy their stuff about the kink because it's TOP TIER. Honestly I didn't even really consider how the pacts could be used for kinky stuff until I read their stuff and something unlocked in me. Some of the stuff they write are for fandoms I'm not in but I don't even care because their writting is just THAT GOOD.

All of these blogs are amazing and write like absolute crazy so yall should check em out if you like my stuff lol.

#i wasnt sure if i should tag the blogs or not #but realized that i would probably fuck up their usernames if i didnt use the search freature the @ symbol provides #anyway. sorry for the notification lol #i also a few more blogs i found after i made this account but didnt want this to just be a full on rec list lol #if any of yall want to see more recs just ask because theres so so so many amazing blogs out there!!#wtf do i tag this as #uh #my post

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fictionkinfessions · 1 year

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Man... this kintype is faint so i dont really feel it or talk about it much, but sometimes when i go to read fics and i see those dumb fuckin crossover aus where we get thrown at the Rise bros and they "teach us" how to love eachother, it makes my blood fucking boil.

Especially when they try to pin all the blame on ME for being a little too rough around the edges. You dont fucking know me, and you dont fucking know my brothers--and even if you DID, nobody's having fucking. perfect la-dee-da therapy talks with their family 24/7! Im SOOOO sorry for batting Mikey up the head a few times and not using ~nice words~ while trying to keep donnie on task and telling leo whenever hes being a fucking idiot, i was a little busy TRYING TO MAKE SURE WE WEREN'T GONNA GET OURSELVES KILLED.

And its so fucking rich of these writers to say that the Rise bros are gonna be the ones to teach us how to be gentler with eachother--like they dont have Significantly worse issues than we ever did when you analyse the show blow-by-blow. Yall just didnt notice because it was played for laughs and (admittedly dope) animation.

Like seriously. My family is NOT about to take pointers from the group that 1.) Does not actually know how to consciously, competently work together half the time (it was blind luck for yall 90% of the time and you know it), 2.) Has THAT version of donnie (no offense to the most recent guy, sorry, you didnt do anything, youre cool, this is 100% just a poorly timed coincidence), and 3.) Has THAT version of /me/ (again, no offense to any out there, in some aspects i do admire you, but the fucking entering a berserker state because you were left alone for too long is. Kind of fucking wild!!! Like when you take it seriously, that shit is. WOW). One of yall literally said yourselves, "sometimes we feel more like room mates than brothers", right? My family never even thought to say that shit as a joke--i dunno about you, but i think that says a Lot.

I dont know. Sorry if this comes off too aggressive (lmfaooooooo), this isnt actually targeted at any of the people who are kin with them, yall are great, i actually do like rottmnt a lot as a show--its just... god the newer fans are fuckin irritating sometimes.

Itd be one thing if they acknowledged that all the generations of us are a little messed up, and progressively getting worse, but it feels like there is just nothing but pure vitriol bashingtargeted at 2k12 tmnt lately. Me and my brothers may not have been perfect, but dont fucking turn around and act like the rottmnt guys are any better. Just say you like them more because theyre prettier and more palatable and fuck off.

-- (2k12) Hamato Raphael

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#fictionkinfessions #fictionkin #hamatoraphaelkin #ableist language cw #fandom issue #prevabuse #caps cw #death cw #murder cw #chara hate #canoning issue #love the hater energy #go hog wild feel better op #mod party cat

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kelppsstuff · 2 months

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I had a calling that told me

Adam walking around with lipstick on his face because his wife didn't tell him

It's not even just one kiss, it's a whole barrage of kisses

Surprising how Adam didn't even notice

- sweetheart anon

Kiss me more

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Warnings: short, mention of nswf

Taglist: @fandomsbookclub @adamsfavoritesinner @leathesimp @michellesn @sashaphantomhive @ladyninggs @sirenetheblogger @jawline-of-steel

Adam had a concert that night, and Adam before concerts is just let’s be nice and say a mess. He needed everything to be perfect. It wasn’t like some music video he could edit, no this was live.

As usual you found Adam in his dressing room panicking. He was maskless, and he was groaning to his hands. “You okay honey?” You asked him.

Your only response was a lazy depressing groan. Typical. “Come on, there should be a smile on that handsome face.” You Leaned down beside him.

“It’s all going to go wrong I already know it.” What a great mood to go on stage with!

That’s when you decided to just confront him straight up about his obsession. “No one, and I mean no one is perfect. That’s the beautiful thing about humanity. It’s so flawed that it becomes unique in all the best ways.”

You grabbed the side of his face and brought your forehead to his. “I love that you care so much about this, but I also worry too.”

“I’m fine babe.” He tried to convince but you shut it down.

“I am your wife.” You spoke sternly. “And in three months I’ll be the mother of your children. Don’t lie to me. I think once you let this perfect expectation you have for yourself go, you’ll be much happier.”

Adam smiled at you, your words did make him happier. He brought your lips into a kiss and when you pulled away you giggled at the mark of his lips.

Confused Adam titled his head but you just brought his face in once again and kissed his cheek. His other cheek, neck, forehead, lips, nose.

The announcement for a minute til set rung through the room. You put his mask on and decided to kiss the mask too.

Adam loved the attention you were giving him. Absolutely loved it. In fact you had to pull him away so he could go preform.

Fans went wild. I mean absolutely wild at the fact Adam was smirking cocky at the crowd. When I say wild you legit saw a person foaming at the mouth. You were so concerned for that person.

When Adam sent a wink in your direction you could feel the blush forming at your cheeks. You did have a charmer for a husband.

When the concert was finished Adam went back to the dressing room and waited for you. When he looked into the mirror he saw the red stains on his mask.

He pulled off said mask and saw it was so much worse under. Though he couldn’t find a single ounce of embarrassment in his body. In fact, it sent a thrill like no other.

When you walked into the room his heart was beating 10x faster.

You were cracking your fingers, belly swollen with his like girl that was on the way, your golden ring shining in the light.

You were enchanting and he was so in loved with you it hurt him that he couldn’t show it all. “Kiss me more.”

Don’t think you were going to get away with this though, he was going to punish you like hell.

Hiiiiiiii sweetheart I hope you enjoyed this! I tried a new picture at the top, kinda like a new style. Lmk if yall like it!

Also I’m sorry it’s so short!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin #masterlist #x reader #adam hazbin hotel #adam is actually hilarious #adam x reader

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the-letter-horror-lover · 2 years

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time!!!

Chapter 4: Arriving

Summary:

When you want something as bad as possible, it's easy to overlook the slightest wrong detail to make your vision perfect. But those details will come to haunt you eventually.

Notes:

Hi yall! It's been a while since I've updated! (Turns out i have nine other fics going on besides this one. Eesh)

But I'm back to update this one so here we go!

A few things before we start. I got asked these questions in a chatroom so I'll answer them here like I promised.

Who's your favorite book of circus character and why? Either Peter or Dagger. I found Dagger really cute and i liked Peter's charecter

Do you like Sebastian and Ciel? No. Sebastian can be funny, but he's not my favorite. And I hate Ciel for some reason. PLEASE DON'T LET THAT STOP YOU FROM LIKING MY WORK!!!!

Well here we go! Next chapter!!!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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"Am I seeing double?" Peter asked. A man that looked a lot like Joker except with blond hair was standing in front of him.

"Ol Nathy Mountebank's a master of disguise" Joker laughed. "He can look like anyone!!!"

"Yay" Peter said. "Where are we sleeping? I'm exhausted and don't want to talk to anyone."

"Well this is a regular ray of sunshine" Mountebank said. "How bout you introduce me Joker."

"Alright then!" Joker said, and began introducing the troupe.

"That lovely lady is Beast, and the bloke with the knives is Dagger" Beast nodded in greeting and Dagger waved happily.

"Over there is Peter and Wendy. And the giant next to them is Jumbo!" Wendy and Jumbo smiled. Peter crossed his arms and scowled.

"This is Doll" Joker said. "And that's Snake, accompanied by Keats, Wordsworth, Oscar, Wilde, Bronte, Goethe, Webster, and Emily"

"Lovely lovely I'm a little over booked on terms of space so the boys will have to be in one tent and the girls in the other.

"Well here we are!" Joker said. Lovely tent!"

"It's dirty, dusty, and smells like a wet skunk" Peter said.

"But it's lovely" Joker said, staying positive.

Dagger was talking to Snake excitedly. "Did you see those other people? They were mimes! A whole circus full of mimes! Fascinating!!"

"Sleeping arrangements!" Joker called. "Alright, Jumbo, you're over there where the ceiling is a little higher. Peter, you go in that corner next to him. I think you're the only one who can fit comfortably in there. Snake, you can go over there. There's some personal space for you, and even more room for your friends. Dagger, you and me will be over here."

The male members of the troupe settled in comfortably, then went to check on the girls.

"Not bad!" Doll said happily. Emily the snake was wound around her neck.

"It's...nice" Wendy said, eyeing the shabby walls.

"Good enough. Betty will be rooming with us as well" Beast said.

"Yay!" cheered Doll.

"Ohhh." Wendy said.

"Alright in here?" Joker called.

"Yes. It's nice enough" Beast replied.

"Dagger! Let's go exploring!" Doll said.

"Yeah!!"

"You mind going with them?" Joker asked Snake quietly. "i don't want them to get lost"

Snake nodded and walked off with the pair.

"I want to check out the competition" Peter said. "Wendy, Jumbo, come with me"

"You an' me then" Joker said to Beast"

Beast froze, the familiar blush coming to her cheeks. "If you insist" she said coolly.

"This place is so cool!" Doll said, running around. "LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT TIGHTROPE!!"

"Look at those knives!" Dagger said, admiring at set of knives on display.

Snake calmly walked beside them.

"Hello" a voice said. A girl dressed in black strode out of the shadows. "Are you lost"

"Maybe" Doll said grinning"

"No. We were just leaving" Snake said, sensing something off about this girl.

"we were?" Dagger said. "But we just go he..Mph!" Snake slapped his hand over the knife thrower's mouth.

"Very well. Snakes aren't fans of birds after all" the girl stepped back into the shadows and vanished.

"Scary" Dagger said. "Let's not let that end our exploring! I'm having fun!"

Peter was being tortured by mimes.

"STOP THAT!!" Peter snapped as the mimes circled him, patted him on the head, and made gestures that he was very small.

"OW!" he yelled as one yanked his hair. "JUMBO! WENDY! HELP!"

It was very rare to hear Peter yell for help of any kind, so both were quick to help. Jumbo easily scared the mimes away in under two seconds.

"I think I'll borrow some of Dagger's knives, or maybe even borrow Dagger so I can make some slashed mime."

"Peter" Wendy said. "Ignore them. You're better then they'll ever be"

"How" Peter snapped. Being called small really touched a nerve, and he had been feeling like a smaller and smaller part of the circus. Everyone loved Wendy. She was adorable and cute, and played the part. Peter didn't want to do that. Jumbo was terrifying and commanded control. No one got it. He was the black sheep of the circus.

"For one you talk" Wendy said. "And I place my life in your hands every single show and you've never let me fall."

"You saved me on the streets" Jumbo said.

Peter flashed back on the first time he met Jumbo.

The police had cornered him and were hitting him with their sticks although Jumbo had done nothing wrong.

Wendy and Peter had snuck up behind the cops and bombarded them with rocks.

"RUN!" Peter had yelled to Jumbo before taking off himself.

The police had eventually caught up with them. Peter had heard Wendy scream first, then he too was lifted into the air.

"About time I caught you little rats" The police man spat. "I'm supposed to bring you in, but who's gonna know I killed you.

Stars had flooded Peter's vision as the policeman choked him. Suddenly he was dropped and the policeman's body was laying broken a few feet away. The giant of a man was standing over them.

"You saved me too" Peter said.

"You started the circle. It was your idea to help him" Wendy said. "Now come on Princess. Let's find the others"

"We're really going back on the princess thing?"

The troupe met up to see Nathaniel Mountebank and...

"Her!" Dagger said, pointing to the black clad girl.

"Don't mind Kestrel." Mountebank said. "She's an acrobat and my circus's Princess."

"We have a Princess too." Dagger said.

"It's Peter" Wendy said quickly.

"HEY!"

"It's not Peter. I'ts Doll" Jumbo said quickly.

"Mm. So I see Kestrel said. Her eyes looked them up and down. Then she walked off.

"She doesn't have the best of manners" Mountebank said. Ignore her. Anyways, get some sleep. Big day tomorrow."

In Mountebank's tent, Mountebank stroked the crystal around his neck.

"You're running out of time" a voice hissed. "You have them here so now you kill"

"I will darling. And there's no need to speak through the crystal. You're right here.

"You kill now" the voice said, gathering strength, "And I get what I want"

"Yes. Your deal"

"Contract if you will. But I'm no demon."

"I'm all too aware" Mountebank said.

Her laughter roared in his ears until it was all he could hear.

"Night then lads" Joker said. It was odd. He thought to himself. Mountebank seemed to have forgotten his daughter. Did he know it was them who had taken her?

It was time to find out.

Later that night the other three in the tent awoke.

"Where's Joker?" Peter asked.

"I don't know. Maybe he needed to take care of business." Dagger said.

"I'm back!" Joker said.

"Your hair looks blond" Peter commented.

"You're seeing things. You're clearly tired." Joker said.

"Mm" Peter said turning over.

A few yards away from the tent, a second redheaded Joker was following a trail of blood

Notes:

Dun dun dunnnnnn! Cliff hanger!!! Hope you enjoyed. Please leave a kudos and I'll see you next time!!

Chapter 5: Murder

Summary:

In competitions everyone says they would die if they didn't win, but is there truth behind those words

Notes:

Hey there! Now, I really hate OCs for some reason, so I'm trying to only use the characters that belong to Yana Toboso, but I need to introduce the other circuses as background characters so if you hate OCs to, just bear with me!

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT OVER HALF THE TROUPES DISAPPEARED!" Peter yelled at the top of his lungs. He had discovered that the louder you say something, you're more likely to get a faster answer.

"I said that five of the troupes have dropped out. It's only us and Mountebank's troupe, and two other troupes." Joker said.

"Less competition" Dagger said brightly. "But I do wonder where the other troupes went off to."

Joker had a slight idea since he had seen so much blood last night. The strange thing was that the other male troupe members didn't recall him leaving at all. Dagger even swore that Joker had woken them up at one point and Joker had no memory of that.

"Morning!" Doll said happily. "Ready to meet the rest of the troupes?"

"No" said Peter, but he was dragged along anyways.

The four remaining troupes made an interesting looking group.

"Presenting the Aegis Circus!" Mountebank said, as a gang of mimes stood up, bowed, and sat down.

"Why couldn't of they disappeared!?" Peter said.

"Feast your eyes upon...The living circus!!" Mountebank cried!

"An all animal circus?" Beast asked as a pretty blond woman stood up, showed off a small herd of animals and sat down.

"And I would personally like to introduce you to my troupe!" Mountebank said. "First of all...The breath taking Balthazar and his assistant Bella!"

"A magician!" Doll said excitedly as a sandy haired young man and a girl about Doll's age stood up and bowed.

"Next, the Mystifying Maximilian!" Mountebank said.

"A hypnotist" Joker said thoughtfully as young man stood up and bowed.

"The Dazzling Desiree!" A woman with flaming red hair stood up and bowed. In her hands she held...

"A ventriloquist dummy?" Dagger asked. "That's unusual."

"Then we have the princess of the Mountbank Carnival" Mountebank said. "The queen of birds, Kestrel!"

The dark haired girl twirled and sat down.

"But what does she do?" Doll asked, but there was no way of telling.

"I encourage you all to get to know each other! Go on, talk!"

"Easy for him to say. Half of them are mimes and animals" said Peter

Two hours later, the Noah's ark Circus troupe escaped from the meet and greet.

"We're better then they are" Peter said.

"Don't boast" Jumbo said, but he knew Peter was right.

" I can't believe a whole circus is mimes" Wendy said.

"I have a feeling things are going to get weirder." Beast said. "They always do"

"No! We've done enough for now!" Mountebank said. If only he was alone in his tent. With him was the controller of his fate.

"But it was fun to kill the other circuses. We could off a few mimes. They wouldn't tell" the female voice cackled in delight.

"I am the ringleader and I say no more killing" Mountebank said angrily.

"I am your ringleader." the voice responded. "We made a deal. A contract if you will"

"Demon" Mountebank growled.

"Excuse me?" the voice took on an amused tone. "I am not a demon, nor is my contract a demons. You will order me, I will serve you, but I get what I want no matter what it is"

"I know. You've only told me hundreds of times, but no more killing. The troupe is questioning my orders and you wouldn't want your cover blown"

"Hmmm" said the voice. "Well played. But we kill again before long"

"We always do" Mountebank said as the owner of the voice swept out of the tent.

"I want to go home" Oddly enough the voice belonged to Dagger.

"Why? We just got here" Beast said.

"Something doesn't feel right" Dagger said. "There's something wrong with this whole place."

"You'll feel better after we perform" Beast said. "There are no other knife throwers. You're the only one. I'm the one who should be worrying."

"Why?"

"A whole circus full of trained animals. I'll look like a knock off"

"The animals are abused" says Geothe" Snake said all of a sudden.

"Well I'm not a hero!" Beast said, storming off.

"I'll talk to her. Probably just opening night jitters" Joker said, following her.

Dagger watched him leave, wondering why it was never him who got to comfort his lady.

Notes:

And end credits!!!! I hope you enjoyed and I'll see you next time!!

Chapter 6: Opening night

Summary:

And I'm out of summary ideas. Whoops

Notes:

Alright, I'm gonna make this a noah's ark circus character chapter only!

Enjoy

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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They were a mess.

Usually the troupe was well prepared for opening night, but now that they were in the midst of a competition, the thought of failure was affecting them in different ways.

Wendy had become extremely jumpy, shrieking at everything, and Peter sat there like a rock, apparently too nervous to function. Beast was pacing, muttering to herself and would snap at anyone who spoke to her. Dagger had become extremely klutzy and was now tripping over everything. Doll was talking like crazy and wouldn't shut up for two seconds. The only ones who didn't seem nervous were Jumbo, Joker and Snake.

Somehow Joker managed to hand out props, calm down Beast, and catch Dagger before he hit the ground from tripping over nothing.

"Everyone relax! We're professionals! We have it under control!"

"We do?" Peter asked skeptically.

"Yes we do! We're the Noah's ark circus troupe. Now, apparently it helps with nerves if we talk our our feelings" Joker said. "Who's starting?"

"Oh good lord" Peter said, turning away.

Doll went first. "I know I'm the Princess of the circus but that makes the audience expect something and if I fail I blow it all for all of us"

"You won't blow it. You'll do fine" Joker said. "Next!"

Next was Dagger. "I'm klutzy, and I'll probably kill the target, and then kill a member of the audience, and then I'll kill myself, and then I'll trip over something, wait not in that order..."

"Calm down Dagger. I don't see how you'd do any of that."

"I can see how he'd trip over something" Peter said.

"Would you like to talk next Peter?" Doll said sweetly

"No"

Beast went next. "I'll look like a copy cat! I only have on tiger, I...I..."

"You're lovely and don't let anyone tell you otherwise!" Dagger yelled quickly.

"Thanks" Beast said in surprise.

Soon the feeling sharing session was over with Peter's ending words "This is stupid and I think I'm dying of patheticness."

"Let's do what we do best" Joker said as they opened their act.

Opening night couldn't of gone better. Joker layed on heavy praise as the Noah's ark circus troupe celebrated backstage.

"And now I have some bad news for ee' all." Joker said apologetically.

"Oh joy" Peter said. "What's next? Someone kills the tiger? Call the newspapers! Joker has bad newsMph!"

"I think we all know your views" Wendy said as she kept her hand over her partner's mouth.

"Father would like us to collect...a few more"

Even Peter was speechless at this, but no one was for long.

Joker was prepared for the storm of angry responses.

"Come now. No one wants to disappoint father now, do they?" Joker said, trying to calm them down.

"No, but can't we say we're busy?" Doll pleaded.

"He won't believe that, and it never takes long. We'll be in and out" Joker said brightly.

"The last time you said that Dagger got lost, Wendy got hurt and Beast ended up locked in a house. That only took five extra hours" Peter said. "I think tonight's jinxed. If you don't mind me sitting out..."

"Didn't you end up getting chased by a very angry alley cat?" Doll said.

"We're forgetting that ever happened" Peter said. "Fine. I'll go if no one ever brings that back up"

"Ok Princess Peter" Wendy said.

"Or that"

"Alright. We're leaving now. EVERYONE SHUT UP!" Beast screamed.

"No" Peter said quietly, but he followed the others out the door.

The seamstress watched as the little boy ran off into the streets, happily clutching the shawl she had just mended for him. It was for his mother he had said. He hadn't a penny in the world, but he would be happy to repay with his service. The seamstress could only hope that the boy had made it home safely. Neighboring towns had filed reports of missing children.

The young boy ran home as fast as his legs could carry him, imagining the look on his mother's face when she saw he had mended her favorite shawl just in time for her birthday. He didn't see the figure standing on the roof above him.

"How are we even going to get the children back to father from out here?" Beast had asked.

"Father is sending a carriage. We are to place the children in there, and the driver will return the children." Joker had said.

"Can we do this quickly? It's cold out here" Wendy had said. She and Peter were both shivering, small bodies unable to keep themselves warm.

"Of course. We may need to change the way we usually do things as we don't know this area" Joker continued. "Doll with me, Jumbo with Peter and Wendy, Beast with Doll"

Snake had been left in the tent asleep.

Beast and Dagger were sent down a dark ally way to scout for children. Both were silent as they stepped cautiously around corners, careful not to be seen.

"Dagger" Beast whispered, peering down the ally at a small boy with a shawl.

"Strange fashion choice" Dagger commented.

"No you dolt! Follow him"

The small boy continued on his way, unaware that two pairs of people were watching him.

Reapers always followed death. It was a fact of life. Reapers usually worked alone, unless another was in training.

"Mr Speeeeears! I wanna go back!"

William T Spears scowled and turned to face the trainee.

"Reaper Knox, death can take a short while, or hours. You must be patient and silent"

"I like Mr. Sutcliff better." Ronald Knox said, focusing on anything else then his boss

"Quiet Knox or it's overtime for you!"

The boy was almost home now! He could see the smiling face of his mother in his mind's eye...

"What's someone like you doin' out here on a night like this?"

Dagger put on his best show smile and hoped nothing would go wrong. Joker was usually the one to do the talking. What was it Joker usually said?

"Who're you?" The boy asked. "You look like you ran away from the circus!"

"I did! I mean, yes I'm from the circus" Dagger said quickly.

"Must be fun. I've never been to a circus. Too expensive." the boy said.

"Ah well tonight you're in luck. How'd you like a special performance?"

"What?"

Just as Dagger ran out of things to say, Joker cartwheeled in out of nowhere.

"Like me friend says, we're from a circus here to give special performances to young un' like ee'"

"Yeah! That!" Dagger said, glad someone else was there to do the talking

"Really? You do tricks and stuff? Can you swallow that knife?" the boy asked Dagger excitedly.

"Ummm..."

"He can do better!" Joker said, coming to the rescue. "Watch as the amazing Dagger hits that far off pole with a single throw!!!"

At the end of the night, five children had been collected and sent off to uncertain doom. It was the next morning and the troupe members were trying to forget about the night's events.

"IT'S THE ATTACK OF THE MIMES!!!" Peter yelled, running by. A herd of mimes followed him.

"Poor thing" says Bronte" Snake said, speaking for his reptile.

"Can't say he doesn't deserve something like this" says Emily"

"He doesn't deserve it! He's been under a lot of pressure ever since..." Wendy trailed off. "I'm going to go help him" she said quickly, and ran off.

"Ok then. Anyone else find that strange?" Dagger asked.

A little while later, Doll found herself talking to Wendy.

"Do you think Peter hates me?" she asked.

"Oh, well, I'm not going to pretend that he's exactly friendly towards you" Wendy said sheepishly. "Peter, well he has it rough. He hates being like he is. I don't mind, but apparently being small goes against the code of manhood or something"

Doll smiled at that.

"He just wants to be seen in a different light. At least he's living proof that not everyone in a circus is all smiles"

"Peter without a short temper is a storm without thunder. It makes it much louder, but it completes it. I guess Peter's the thunder of the circus." Doll said.

"Exactly. I'm sure he'd love to hear that" Wendy said.

Behind a tent, Peter was standing there flushing half with pride, half with embarrassment.

"Alright everyone" Joker said. "We're gonna give those people a show like nothing they've ever seen in three days, but we need to work out if we need to add a little something extra to your acts."

The troupe members listened intently. (Peter was too. Wendy noticed he'd been in a better mood lately)

"One word. Cannons!" Very ambitious aren't you Emily" Snake said, speaking for the coral snake.

"Yeah!" Peter said.

"No!" Joker said. "I mean, lovely idea Emily, but that might be too much."

"So what then?" Beast asked.

"What's this? the great Beast has no idea?" Peter asked innocently.

"Now I do. Betty can eat Peter as a grand finale."

"HEY!"

"It would be quieter here"

"STOP FIGHTING!" Joker yelled. "We're all friends here! Does anyone have any other ideas?"

Beast spoke again. "Dagger could use Peter's head as a target..."

"An idea that does not involve harming Peter?" Joker asked, cutting Beast off.

"How about a really really big explosion?" Dagger suggested.

"I'll keep that in mind" Joker said, slightly irritated that no one seemed to be taking anything seriously.

"How about AHH! MIMES!" Peter yelled. Sure enough a group of mimes were peeking in the tent.

"How do you make an enemy out of mimes?" Joker muttered to himself.

Notes:

This was a short chapter, and I know I haven't updated in forever, but I've been sooo busy!! Enough excuses though! I'll update sooner and make it longer!

Notes:

Alright! There's the first chapter. Something weird happened and now I can't get paragraphs where I want them, but I think it's ok for now. I hope you enjoyed and look out for the next chapter!!

The Queen's Swan

SteamWadsworth

Summary:

White Swans symbolize a lot of beautiful traits – grace, beauty, love, loyalty, and trust. Whereas black swan is found in many occult's.

Diana Prince was left the title of as the Queen's Swan after her mother's death at the young age of twelve. Follow her adventures as she faces obstacles less then human and meets some interesting people along the way.

Chapter 1: What are little girls made of?

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What are little girls made of?

Sugar and spice

And everything nice

"Yes. Spice maybe, but definitely not sugar." The young girl said as she sliced off the head of a nobleman in his bedroom, his wife screams were silenced right after that and she made her way out of the blood soaked room, "Quite so mistress, if I were to be so bold as to say." A taller man, with slick back white hair said as he adjusted his glasses that hid his yellowish green eyes. He took his blood soaked sword out of a maid's back and smirked at the smell that wafted through the air, "Very so Francis," The girl said flipping her brown hair, "Let's get out of here." She said and made her way out of the manor.

Francis opened the door for his mistress, his Duchess, or as she's better known as the Queen's swan.

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Four carriages pulled up in front of a grand manor on the outskirts of London.

A carriage door opened, "We're here!~" A young woman said hopping out, she had brown hair with dark green highlights.

Another older woman followed after her, "Ona! Do not run!" Leona Prince yelled as she scolded her daughter.

A younger girl jumped out, she had bright brown eyes, pale skin, and brown hair, "MOTHER! GEAL IS KICKING ME!" Nora, the youngest child of the prince family yelled.

"Shut up Nora!" Geal Prince said getting out, shaking his dark brown hair.

Servants got out of the rest of the carriages and started to unload the suitcases.

"Love," Shawn said rubbing his temple, "Remind me to bring a separate carriage for the children." he said to his wife, Emily Prince who giggled and kissed her husband lovingly.

"Leona, is Francis here?" Shawn asked

"Just wait I'm going now." Leona said knocking on the door.

Francis opened the door, "Welcome to Prince Man- oh!" He said as he was quite rudely pushed aside, "I have been traveling four hours with these children! I need to get away!" Leona shrieked and Francis sweatdropped, "Yes, yes your niece is in her study. I will get her now." He said rushing up the staircase to the study.

Duchess Diana Prince, brought the porcelain tea cup to her lips and gently blew on it as she reviewed paperwork. Francis opened the door, "Mistress, your family is here!" He said

Diana dropped the tea cup, "What!?" She said panicked, "They said they weren't going to be here for another month!" She said nervously.

"Well they are now mistress," Francis said, stating the obovius.

Diana rolled her eyes, "Yes I know that, can you tell them I'm indisposed or something?!" She said.

"Yes." he said and bowed.

After he left the room, Diana picked up a letter from the Queen, "New case?" She thought to herself and opened it.

The letter read:

My dearest swan,

I am in need of a meeting with you. You are to come to Buckingham Palace at five O'clock, sharp.

Signed,

Her Majesty The Queen.

"Well at least I'll be able to get out of family time," Diana thought as she stood and smiled, "Maybe a pinch of sugar~" She said as heard crashing from going on in the manor, "Oh Lord." She muttered and stepped into the unknown.

Series this work belongs to:

Part 1 of Black Swan Series

The Way to a Reaper's Heart

imtoolazytothinkofausername

Summary:

Sebastian Michaelis was unaccustomed to truly wanting something.

Notes:

I do not own Kuroshitsuji, and this was not written for profit.

Work Text:

Sebastian Michaelis was unaccustomed to truly wanting something. Money was useless to a demon; not being human, Sebastian had no scruples about breaking their laws by simply taking what he wanted. Jewels were pretty, but ultimately they did little but decorate other objects. Buildings he could construct and dismantle with the flick of a wrist. Mankind’s various inventions were interesting enough, but most became obsolete within a century of being invented. Yet, for all his disinterest in material things, there was one thing that Sebastian desperately wanted, and it was driving him positively insane: William T. Spears. /

When his young master had been human, Sebastian had occasionally indulged himself by seducing humans. There had been times when being a butler, even one of the Phantomhive household, had grown dull, and these trysts were a form of entertainment.

It wasn’t about the sex. As pleasurable as that could be, the main enjoyment came from making the human his entirely. The look in their eyes, the one that told Sebastian that they trusted him completely, that they couldn’t bear to lose him, that he could bend them to his every whim…that was truly intoxicating.

It wasn’t particularly hard to win them over, either. For some, Sebastian’s unnatural beauty was enough. Others wanted sympathy. Whatever the human wanted, Sebastian could usually find out quickly enough and get them to fall for him without interfering with his duties. But not William T. Spears.

The first time Sebastian had set his aim on the shinigami had been at the circus. Spears had been arrogant and insulting and had generally made things very difficult for Sebastian to do his job properly. If anyone deserved to be taken down a few pegs, it had been this man. The fact that William had been a reaper, the natural enemies of demons, only made the idea of bringing the man to his knees more enticing.

Will had given as good as he got, and Sebastian had been surprised at how much he’d enjoyed the reaper’s company. Will had enjoyed their coupling, too, if the sounds he’d made were anything to go by. By the time Will lay asleep, thoroughly exhausted, Sebastian had been sure that this conquest could be counted a victory. But the moment Sebastian had disentangled himself from the sleeping reaper, gotten dressed, and reached for the tent flap, a death scythe had nicked Sebastian’s left hand.

“This changes nothing,” Will had muttered, looking up at him through half-lidded eyes. “I stand by what I said. You’re not to leave the tent.”

Ah, so stubborn! Sebastian had put on his most gentle smile as he approached the bed and reverently ran his hand through Will’s hair. “I’m not going to cause any mischief. I merely want to check on my young master.”

“Ha!”

Sebastian had flinched in surprise at the derision in Will’s eyes. They weren’t even the slightest bit softer than they had been earlier that day when Will had leapt from the tightrope and demanded an explanation for Sebastian’s presence.

“Do you expect me to believe you? Did you really think it would be that easy to fool me?”

The shinigami had refused to budge even an inch from his insistence that Sebastian remain in the tent, and no amount of caresses or sweet nothings could convince Will that Sebastian only meant to do his master’s bidding.

That had been irritating and as a natural consequence intriguing. It wasn’t often that Sebastian met with a challenge, and he wasn’t about to bow to this one easily. The harder it was to make the reaper need him, the greater the victory would be when Sebastian inevitably won.

That had been over a century ago. A century of meeting up in alleyways for quick fumbles and taking advantage of beds when Ciel’s missions coincided with William’s collection duties. Those had been rare when Ciel had been human, but now that Sebastian’s young master was a demon and could be left alone for longer periods of time, Will and Sebastian’s encounters had increased. Despite this, Sebastian had made little progress toward acquiring Will.

The demon and the reaper had experimented with a wide range of sexual activities. Will would let Sebastian do nearly anything the demon wished to the reaper (and, Sebastian had to admit, vice versa). They’d come far enough that there had even one or two times when Will had allowed himself to fall asleep in Sebastian’s arms. But outside of the bedroom was another story.

When they ran into each other in the field, Will’s eyes and face were still just as proud and as guarded as when they first met. Sebastian had tried to crack that tough exterior with presents, terms of endearment, and even invitations to more romantic venues, but at every turn he was rebuffed. If truth be told, it was wearing on Sebastian’s ego. No one had ever been able to resist him for quite so long. Reaper or not, Will should have fallen, and yet...

Which was why, Sebastian thought, the demon owed something of a debt of gratitude to the Undertaker. Goodness knew why, but after over a decade of silence, the rogue shinigami had reappeared. Dear William had gotten involved in the most recent clash, and as there was a torrential downpour and the Undertaker was bound to launch another attack sooner than later, Sebastian’s young master had offered to let Will stay at their local mansion for the time being. None of them had been able to successfully defeat the Undertaker in the past, so perhaps Will realized that collaborating would be necessary. And it wasn’t as though the three hadn’t worked together often enough throughout the years. Whatever the reason, Will had accepted Ciel’s offer. This would provide Sebastian ample opportunity to observe Will in a more private setting.

Barely suppressing a smirk, Sebastian gave a knock on the door of the guest quarters. He entered, after receiving permission, to see Will resting in an armchair, reading a collection of Poe.

“Good evening. I thought I’d see if you needed anything.”

The reply was stiff. “I’m fine. Thank you.”

“Are you certain?” Sebastain’s eyes drifted to the bandage around the reaper’s arm. “Perhaps some extra bandages? I imagine even reapers struggle to heal from Death Scythes.”

Will shook his head. “It was only a scratch. It’ll be healed by morning.”

“I see. A bath then? To help you relax?”

Will snorted. “Believe it or not, I am capable of bathing myself.”

At this, Sebastian let a sly smile spread across his lips, and he took a step closer. “I was merely thinking of pouring one for you.” He hesitated just long enough for a flush to grace Will’s cheeks, then reached one hand out to slowly stroke the man’s cheek. “But since it’s on your mind, if you desire assistance, you need only ask. As the Phantomhive butler, it is my duty to ensure that our guests have a pleasant stay. Which, of course, includes providing them with every/i> possible comfort.”

The embarrassed look that stole over Will’s face when Sebastian ran his thumb over the shinigami’s lip was absolutely delicious. But a moment later, it was replaced with a stern expression, and Sebastian’s wrist was caught in a vice-like grip.

“Thank you.” Came the clipped tone Sebastian knew so well. “But I have everything I need for the night.”

Sebastian bit back a growl and forced a smile. To persist would get him nothing, and to reveal his irritation would only bring a knowing smirk to Will’s face. “As you wish.” He straightened up slowly, letting his fingers drift gently over William’s skin as he pulled his arm back. “Should you need anything, merely ring the bell.”

Sebastian closed the door gently behind him. Despite the disappointment, he put thoughts of the stubborn reaper aside. There was simply no time to dwell on it. As butler of the Phantomhive estate, he had too much to do.

His young master had been a demon for over a 130 years, but many of his routines hadn’t changed. They’d learned early on that Ciel still needed sleep and human food, albeit in decreased amounts. Sebastian’s young master tended to eat and sleep on the schedule he’d had at 13. The young demon was perfectly capable of caring for himself, but he still insisted on Sebastian pouring him his bath, setting out his night clothes, and bringing him desserts before bed. Personally, Sebastian thought it comforted his young master to have something from his human life to hold onto, but Sebastian didn’t mind.

It was only after setting the security alarm, making sure that their servants were on high alert, and going to the kitchen that Sebastian thought of Will again. The shinigami had gone through just as harrowing an experience as is young master, or nearly so at least. Facing off against and being wounded by someone who was quite possibly the greatest enemy the shinigami had ever faced, whom William seemed to know personally. William would be vulnerable, Sebastian thought with a faint smile. Small kindnesses would doubtless be appreciated, opening a chink in the man’s armor that otherwise would have been welded shut.

It wasn’t much extra work. He simply made two desserts instead of one and two mugs of milk with honey. After tucking his young master in, he brought the extra food to their guest’s room. Will was still reading, although this time in bed.

Will’s expression was slightly friendlier than when they’d last spoken. “Has something happened?”

“No. I merely wanted to bring you something. A snack before bed.”

A bit of caution stole back into the reaper’s face. “Oh? I’m surprised the two of you have food in the house.”

“Yes, well my master still needs to eat human food occasionally, and he prefers it. Old habits, I suppose.” Sebastian approached the bed and placed the tray on the night table. “It’s not much. If you wish for a meal, you have only to ask. But I thought perhaps something sweet before bed...” Sebastian removed the lid and sat down at the foot of the bed. He watched as Will cast a longing glance at the food. A pomegranate and apple tart. “Go on.” Sebastian urged. “It’s not poisoned. It would be very inhospitable to poison a guest.”

That broke the spell of uncertainty, and Will scoffed as he reached for the plate. “Still the perfect butler after all these years?”

“Old habits.”

Will took a piece of the tart onto his fork and held it before his mouth, looking at Sebastian over it as he took the bite. The look that sprang quite unbidden into Will’s eyes was worth every ounce of irritation the reaper had caused over the years...as was the involuntary moan the reaper let out at the taste. The shinigami almost seemed to forget he had an audience. He took bite after bite. Not a minute had passed before the tart was gone and the milk had followed it.

“I take it you liked it?”

Will flushed. “I guess I was hungry. Reapers aren’t like demons, you know, or most demons at least. We do need food. And...” He hesitated.

“Yes?”

“And the food the dispatch gives us is chosen for nourishment rather than for taste.”

Sebastian shifted closer, wiping some milk from the corner of Will’s lips and bringing it to his tongue. “What a pity. Food is meant to be enjoyed. With the way you ate, I can’t imagine that sated your hunger. Perhaps something else? A full meal?”

“I..if it’s not too much trouble.” So difficult for the man to bring himself to ask for what he wanted. He even had trouble meeting Sebastian’s gaze.

“But of course. Nothing is too much for a guest.” Sebastian leaned in closer and began to gather the dishes. Before he rose to go, he placed a kiss on Will’s forehead. The soft look in the reaper’s eyes was positively divine.

Oh this was too much, Sebastian thought as he left the room. For the shinigami to weaken for something as simple as food? After all this time? Had Sebastian only known Will’s vulnerability lay in food, he’d have won him years ago. But then, Sebastian supposed, if he had known it would be that easy, it wouldn’t have been nearly as fun.

Domestic

imtoolazytothinkofausername

Summary:

It was his young master’s fault, Sebastian often thought, somewhat bitterly.

Notes:

I do not own Kuroshitsuji, and this was not written for profit.

Work Text:

It was his young master’s fault, Sebastian often thought, somewhat bitterly. Demons weren’t meant to change. Not much anyway. Their experiences shaped them, of course, but after the first millennium, their personality was generally well set. Any changes were minute.

Sebastian, for instance, had long since formed his personality. He wasn’t particularly sadistic where humans were concerned. He often found them interesting. Occasionally, he even sympathized with them. But for the most part, they were food. With a few exceptions, they seldom had mercy on the animals that became their meat, and likewise, Sebastian seldom had mercy on his food.

There was simply no use in it. He would live forever, whereas humans would die after a handful of decades. He had to eat to live, and a few of them must sacrifice their lives for his nourishment. It was cruel world, but he hadn’t made the rules.

This detachment from humans and their world had served him well. Generally, the demons that did grow fond of certain humans, certain cultures, or anything the humans generated found it difficult to continue as time went on. They grew depressed or simply couldn’t cope with the changes wrought by the passage of time. Some became shells of their former self. But Sebastian was much the same as he always had been. Or so he could have said up until a few years ago.

But in the space of a few short years, Sebastian had changed. Changed in ways he couldn’t even fathom. He now found himself unreasonably fond of no less than four humans. Millenia of stability and self-assurance had been thrown out the window in no more than 3 years, and it was all because of that brat.

His young master, no more than 10 when they’d first met, had completely upended Sebastian’s existence. The little earl had skillfully negotiated a contract that was more beneficial than well over half of the contracts some of humanity’s greatest thinkers had formed with the demon. At the time, Sebastian hadn’t thought the contract would last long. The boy’s enemies would attack, and his master would get revenge, or his master would renege on the contract, and Sebastian would still get his meal. But 3 years later, and the contract was still in place.

In those years, his young master had worked Sebastian harder than even Caligula had ever dared. Not that the tasks were physically strenuous, but they were what Sebastian had initially considered demeaning. Why waste a demon’s power on housework, and why force him to do it in the most time-consuming way possible? It was a waste of Sebastian’s considerable power.

But the young master knew the terms of the contract quite as well as Sebastian, and he refused to allow Sebastian to dissuade him. Most of the demon’s masters had been easy to intimidate. The briefest glimpse of a fang or a red glow to his eyes was enough to remind them that one day they would be at Sebastian’s mercy, and perhaps it wasn’t a good idea to anger him. Yet, frightened as Earl Phantomhive was at this thought (though he tried to hide it), he would not be disobeyed. If he was giving up his soul for absolute obedience, absolute obedience was what he would get. It mattered not what Sebastian thought of it, for hadn’t Sebastian promised to follow the young lord’s orders?

And overtime, Sebastian grew to enjoy these tasks. They took time to learn. He came to see each and every task involved in running the estate as an art. Waving a hand to rebuild a mansion was a parlor trick, but taking the time to keep it going without resorting to demonic powers, now that was something to boast of. He took pride in the fact that when people thought of the Phantomhive estate, they thought not only of its owner, but of its butler.

This interest in human concerns had snuck up on him, but he didn’t let it worry him overly. The tasks he’d learned were ones that could be applied for masters of any time or culture. He’d simply adjust them to meet any differences in tastes or values. And once this contract was finished, he’d have no trouble finding another meal. He’d lost track of the job offers he’d received from his master’s guest. Terribly discourteous to try to tempt their host’s servant away from him, but once his young master was dead...

And it was that thought that forced Sebastian to realize the severity of his situation. The mere thought of the end of the contract made his stomach clench. The end of the contract would mean he was no longer the Phantomhive butler. This estate which he’d worked so hard to resurrect and maintain would pass to someone else...likely the aunt who couldn’t even distinguish her two nephews, or perhaps her son, who had made his disdain of Sebastian’s young master quite clear.

Apart from that, it would mean that his young master, the child whom Sebastian had raised, would be dead. It would mean Sebastian had failed. There was no reason Sebastian should feel this way. It was only part of the contract. He was to help his young master achieve revenge, and if he succeeded, Sebastian would get his reward. To think of merely claiming his wages after years of tireless work as failure...that would have been nonsensical to Sebastian only a few years ago.

But Sebastian had nursed this boy back to health after returning to the manor. He’d taught the child how to ride a horse, speak numerous languages, shoot a gun, and any number of other things necessary for a noble in his young master’s position. He’d watched as his young master brought the London Underground to heel after it had initially looked down on who they thought was a mere child, Watch Dog or not. Sebastian had tucked him in at night, guarded him while he slept, and then killed or tortured the child’s would-be assassins. Through it all, his young master had not weakened in his resolve even once, time and again turning his back on a normal life.

To have his young master die after all the work Sebastian had put into keeping him alive, to have him die at Sebastian’s hands, was now anathema. He had to admit that at some point, he had grown to admire the child’s resolve. Somewhere between bringing the boy milk after a nightmare and following his orders to slaughter entire gangs of criminals, Sebastian had grown fond of the child.

He couldn’t explain it. It wasn’t a natural feeling for any demon, especially not for him. Nor could he explain why he now felt that same fondness for the three servants they’d hired. Finnian, who had killed numerous intruders on his young master’s behalf, yet who still seemed inexplicably innocent. Mey Rin, who was so starved for affection that she would blush and stammer at the slightest compliment. And Baldroy, who watched Sebastian’s every move with distrust, yet would sacrifice his life for the butler without a second thought. This fondness was to a lesser extent than the fondness Sebastian held for his master, but it was there, nonetheless. The three had grown on him, and Sebastian had absolutely no idea how to deal with it.

Sebastian knew then that he had grown domestic, and he was well and truly screwed. When the time came to carry out the contract, he would try to claim his reward, but there was no way it would end well. If he refused, he would hardly break free of this new chain that bound him to not one, but four humans. Even if he returned to the manor with his young master and played house for the rest of the child’s life, how long would that last? Humans seldom made it past a century. Sebastian would watch the servants and his young master die, unable to save them, and eventually he would be left alone. If he took his reward, he could never return to the manor he had built or the servants he had hired, and neither would he be able to forget the child he had raised and then betrayed.

Had he known that night so long ago...but then, again, his young master had cursed him. Had Sebastian the chance to make the choice again, he knew he’d be unable to leave the poor, hopeless child he’d come to love in that cage. Perhaps if his young master had been a normal child, it would have been different. But his lord, though as terrified as any rational human would be of a demon, was brave enough to call one his dog and order him about. Where full-grown humans would allow Sebastian to lull them into a sense of ease, believing that they had no truer friend than he, this child never lost sight of what Sebastian was. The child would cry out to Sebastian after nightmares and order the demon to stay with him until he fell asleep, and the next day, he would order the deaths of a cult who had trafficked humans.

No. His young master, whose name Sebastian was forbidden from even mentioning, could never be termed normal, but he was the only master who had ever earned his respect. He was Sebastian’s child. And he would be the death of Sebastian, as well.

#black butler fanfiction

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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 "𝚘𝚑"

PART 8: CAT BOYS

... it’s late into the night and y/n is streaming with one of her new friends, sykkuno. running on caffeine and redbull is apparently not enough because she falls asleep on his shoulder 45 minutes into their cyberpunk gameplay. at that exact moment, twitter goes up in flames.

─── corpse husband x reader, sykkuno x reader (because i was threatened by thirsty anons) ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 1.8k author’s note: here it is...what yall been asking for. literally had to add a new part for this but i loved this idea sm i couldnt just nOT NOT do it. i tried writing this with the same energy as the smau lmao so expect chaos as always. hope you enjoy it and as always lmk what u think! hopefully yall wont go too feral, but tbh thats prolly too much to ask for xx EDIT: srr for the fucky format tumbler dot com is being lame

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Such a back and forth continues for the better part of the day as you get ready. Corpse only whines a bit when you forget to text him back - you are packing, and your prestigious cat ears you bought from Amazon for 10$ deserve exquisite care - which only fuels your seemingly bottomless hunger for mischief, leading to you sneakily ignoring him more. When your phone lights up with a message, you giggle, giddy with excitement. Your laughter only gets louder and more erratic, to the point where Rae had busted down your door and threw her Hello Kitty plush at you - one you’d gotten her, mind you! - and told you to just “Shut the fuck up!”

Ungrateful. You know not everyone can appreciate your sense of humor, or stand your hyena like cackle, but that was uncalled for and you told her as much. Noting the mess your room is in (more than usual, that’s for certain), she leans onto the door frame, crossing her arms over her chest, pretty brown eyes twinkling curiously, “Where you off to?”

“So I had this idea-” You start, but are promptly shut down with a raise of her palm.

“Already know it’s a bad one.”

Insulted, and hurt, you clutch your heart. As if she had not mocked you enough today, “Rae...The hell, that’s so mean...” You mutter, face scrunching into a soft frown, “I only wanted to tell you what me and Syk thought of.”

“Oh?” Intrigued, she raises a brow, “Continue.”

“Gee, thanks for letting me this time.” You mumble, rolling your eyes, “So. We thought we’d stream together. The catch? In the same room! We’ll be playing Cyberpunk. Gotta cash in while the hype is still up.” You add, making her snort, “And, ya know, the whole cat boy business...We’ll be wearing matching cat ears. Admit it, I’m a genius.”

She’s quiet for a moment, mulling over your words; you can practically see the gears in her head turning. She glances around the room, then briefly at you, strangely apprehensive. “You sure that’s a good idea?”

Well, that is definitely not what you expected her to say. You figured it’d be more along the lines of you’d be one ugly cat. “Huh?” Is all you manage to stutter, “What do you mean?”

She gives you a look, one all people give when something is so plainly obvious, “Y/n. You do know the stans will go wild, right? And you do remember our conversation involving Corp-”

“Nope!” You exclaim cheerily with a bright smile to match. You don’t want to think about that. The relationship between you and Corpse is strictly platonic, and besides, seeing Twitter loosing their shit is always funny, and you never miss an opportunity to mess with your fans. Sykkuno is also a good friend, albeit a new one. This supposed flirting from Corpse’s end Rae deduced was nothing more than her projecting her feelings onto the situation. She always liked shoujo anime and was probably thinking one was happening right in front of her. Not a chance. Corpse was just being a friendly crackhead. Your energies mesh beautifully.

Like, beautifully in a strictly friend way. Absolutely nothing more than that.

She gives up, naturally, arguing with a wall would be more productive than arguing with you. You’re such a (Zodiac sign).

“Well,” She mumbles, ticking her head to the side, leaning off of the door frame and turning to leave, “Don’t say I didn’t tell you so.”

Your grin melts as soon as she leaves. Glancing at your bag, you shove your last necessities in with newfound hesitance.

Nothing bad will happen, right?

...Right?

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It is well past the generally set “appropriate” time to hang out, but since quarantine, what is appropriate anymore anyway? You’ve never been in Sykkuno’s apartment, but now that you’re here it’s...strangely him. Every corner seems tailored to his specific requirements. It’s cozy, and pleasantly warm - it’s a bit chilly in LA, as surprising as that is.

He’s even shyer than you remember him being. And a whole lot more awkward, but in an endearing way, a way that makes you want to laugh and try to reassure him that it’s just you and he has nothing to worry about. While you hung out only once, the history you share is rich and tender. From him following you on Twitter and subsequently prematurely ending your stream, to kidnapping a stray cat affectionately named Juan. His long lost brother, Juan (no the Second, just Juan), lives in your Minecraft server.

His stream room is sadly bare. There’s an appalling lack of merch or fairy lights. Not even led-lights. It’s a good thing you brought your own. As you try to decided which color would be best - his signature lime green, reminiscent of his adorable Among Us astronaut, or, perhaps, mischievous violet? - he boots the game and tweets out a quick “streaming with y/n in ten mins! come one come all!”

“You should probably tell your fans, too.” He mumbles, looking somewhere above your shoulder. You settle with cherry blossom pink. Glancing at him, you shrug.

“Ah, do it for me, please?”

“Oh!” He hiccups, “Uhm, I wouldn’t want to pry and I don’t know your password and-”

“It doesn’t have a password.” You had removed it, knowing something like this would happen. Bless your foresight, you did not want him to know it was demonspiitinmymouth. Before he could protest further, you rush to the nearest mirror to put on your cat ears and make sure they aren’t crooked. You look absolutely adorable. The cat boys in your dms will go feral. Hell, you might just go feral looking at yourself! Sykkuno is not ready. No one is. This will be a stream to remember.

When you return (with flourish of course), he’s anxiously fidgeting by his computer, his own little cat ears, one’s he wore for the Halloween stream, peaking out from his silky brown hair. You have to suppress a squeal. When he catches you gaze he gives the kindest, sweetest little smile.

“They, uh--” He points at you, then decides it’s rude to point, bringing his hand back to his lap, then clutching his mouse, lastly releasing a sound stuck between a chuckle and a wheeze, “suit you, uhm, a lot!” He finishes with a resolute nod, quickly spinning in his chair and away from you.

This is the reaction you desired. All is going according to plan. Is this what God feels like? If not, then you pity her. She’s missing out.

Taking a seat next to him - he had been gracious enough to haul you a spare chair from the kitchen - you draw closer, and he, instinctively, shrinks away with another nervous chuckle.

“You have, uhm... I-I didn’t look!” He quickly chimes. You raise a brow, “Uhm, unopened messages? From Corpse? He texted you when I was tweeting! I didn’t mean to look, I’m sorry-”

Instantly, you recall the famous vine with the scandalous “daddy chill” line, though refrain from saying it aloud. You love havoc, but you’re not evil (Rae would ardently disagree with you, though). Instead, you just shrug, “’S fine, don’t worry. I’ll text him back later. Let’s start?”

He nods, but doesn’t look at you. Granted, you don’t think he glanced at you even once since you returned, “...Okay. Ready?”

“Ready!”

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You’re much too immersed into the game and Sykkuno’s twitch chat to even check what’s happening on Twitter, but your estimated guess is that everyone’s going crazy. The stream chat is unruly as well, but missing the signature Twitter spark. Most of the chaos is bravely lead by your fans. Sykkuno’s, much like the man himself, are too nice to scream so unabashedly.

Perhaps you excitement had been a bit too taxing, perhaps drinking 5 coffees and 2 energy drinks today and not enough water are to blame for the sudden drowsiness you’re feeling, but you can’t focus on the swimming chat or the abundance of cut-scenes at the starting point of the game. You steadily draw nearer and he, more composed in front of his audience, doesn’t react. About ten more minutes of hoovering by his shoulder and muttering soft commentary, and you feel yourself slipping.

The last coherent thought you have is a few choice words directed at caffeine itself for having the opposite effect of you at the worst time possible.

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You float in oblivion for perhaps ten minutes at best. Once you awake with a startle, you shower Sykkuno in shy apologies and he quickly reassures you that it’s fine and that he didn’t mind at all!

“Though,” He adds after a thoughtful pause, “not sure if it was very, uh, comfortable?”

His stream chat spams uwu and variations of similar kind. The stream continues for a few more hours before the both of you wish everyone a good night.

While you planned on wreaking absolute havoc, this sudden falling asleep was unexpected. You pondered the consequences of such an innocent, unplanned act whilst ubering home, fearing to check your phone which by now was blowing up with not only Twitter notifications but also Rae’s angry messages that vaguely read “what the fuck y/n”. Within the past two hours she had left 57 messages on all platforms collectively, including 7 calls.

Corpse’s last text was over three hours ago.

Now that’s strange. Worry festers quickly. Briefly glancing at your surroundings - the pretty glimmer of passing street lights, neon signs, familiar buildings - you decide that it’s time to check what kind of nuclear explosion you’ve caused.

Your heart drops to the bottom of your stomach as you scroll past the hundreds of tweets and mentions. Scan through Rae’s messages.

You had failed to prepare ahead. Every explosion of such kind is followed by nuclear winter. And Corpse’s lack of messages feels especially cold.

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Not you smiling like a fucking idiot reading his last message! You shrink into the backseat, afraid the driver will accidentally look into the rear-view mirror and see you a bit too happy before asking questions. Good news? Yeah, but it’s not like it’s his any beeswax! In the words of Rihanna, just shut up and drive.

This argument had not yet happened, but you’re preparing, just in case.

As you think up of potential scenarios, your eyes drill into Corpse’s goodnight text. You’ve looked at it enough. Time to turn the phone screen off. Leave the app, at the very least. When the screen dims you instantly press on it to wake it up. This is embarrassing. Maybe the deadly amount of caffeine really did mess you up, big time. Your heart races in your chest, painfully almost. You feel a bit sick. Worst of all, you can’t stop smiling.

A notification from Rae makes you snap out of it. Ah, one more demon to deal with.

However, before you talk to her, you really need to tell Twitter that you’re not with Sykkuno. And apologize to Sykkuno as well.

At least Corpse doesn’t hate you.

Fucking hell, just exit the chat you idiot!

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