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sunsetkerr · 3 months

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THE SHOWER | s.kerr

summary: caitlin, alannah and mackenzie have taken it upon themselves to plan yours and sam's baby shower.. what could go wrong?! [1.9k words]

pairing: fem!reader x sam kerr (sweet nora universe)

notes: trying to cheer myself up after sam doing her acl, I hope it cheers you all up too. I missed nora lots and lots.

august 2019, 3 months pregnant

IF THERE WERE THREE PEOPLE THAT you would never trust to plan literally anything, it would be Alanna, Mackenzie and Caitlin. The three of them together are like a taking time bomb that just cannot wait to go off. They are loud, messy, chaotic and almost always in disarray.

So when Sam came to you in the third month of your pregnancy and say that the three of them wanted to be the ones to plan your baby shower, you could've fainted then and there.

Sure, Sam had known the three of them for a long time. They were all really close friends of both you and Sam. Sam had been playing with Caitlin since she was 15, she was in your wedding for god's sake- it wasn't a far fetched idea to have them want to do something so big for you both. But with the three of them together, you weren't really sure how successful your baby shower would be.

You and Sam were completely shut out of the planning side of things. They told you nothing, and you mean literally nothing. Alanna had made the invites before even asking (or telling) Sam if they could plan the shower, claiming that she had an untapped passion for graphic design or something like that. All the information on there was all you got.

The shower was going to be held at your home in Perth during Matildas camp for the World Cup. That way all of Sam's teammates could be there and so could your families. A few of Sam's teammates from Chicago would fly out, Mackenzie ensuring their arrivals. By the time the shower came around you had been shunned away to Sam's parents house to get ready for your day.

Alanna had taken the liberty of finding you a dress, knowing exactly the kind of clothes that you would feel comfortable but confident in at 3 months pregnant. You slipped on your outfit and were subtly impressed with what Alanna had chosen for you.

"Wow, hello you" You couldn't help yourself but to let a smile fall upon your lips as Sam wolf-whistled at you as she came into her old bedroom. You were stood in front of the mirror, fixing up your hair before you left for the baby shower. Sam was dressed in a beige button up shirt with a pattern on it paired with some white linen shorts that you loved her in. She looked so gorgeous.

"Do you like it?" You asked, giving her a little spin.

"You look incredibly beautiful" She nodded softly as she grabbed hold of your hips and pulled you in closer. She placed a quick kiss on your lips before pulling away and hovering over them again. "Like stunning" She whispered, before kissing you again.

"I love you" You leant your forehead against hers, not wanting this moment to pass from you both.

"I love you more" She smiled.

"Are you two ready to head off?" Rox called up the stairs. You were driving in with Rox and Maddie, who were both waiting for you two downstairs.

"Yep! Give us like five minutes" Sam called back. You chuckled and leant into her embrace, leaning against her as she held you tight.

"Are you excited?" Sam said quietly, trying her best to saviour your time together before you went into a sea of people for the late morning.

"I'm more so nervous to see what they've done to our house" You closed your eyes and imagined the chaos that could only be caused by Cait, Alanna and Mackenzie.

"It's just a brunch babe" Sam kissed your forehead, already knowing what you were thinking. "Worst thing could be that they haven't put coasters out on the table" She admitted.

"It's really nice timber, Sam" You defended yourself and your over-protectiveness of your breakfast bar. Sam had it custom made for you when you said that you had always wanted one. It really was your first child in a way.

"Don't worry, I already warned Cait about the timber" Sam droned, rolling her eyes at you. "She's said she'll protect it with her life".

"She better" You raised your eyebrows.

"I doubt she would mess with Mrs Kerr" Sam smacked your bum lightly before leading you out from her childhood room and into the car.

"Oh I love it when you call me that"

You couldn't stop the butterflies in your belly from fluttering around, although you weren't sure if you baby was just moving around more than usual. The house looked amazing when you pulled up at the front. The garden had been decked out in balloons, a sign next to the front door that said 'Y/N & SAM'S BABY SHOWER' in a beautiful handwritten font.

You held your hands over your mouth in shock as you got out of the car with Sam's help. "Oh my god it looks so good," You could've sworn that there were tears welling up in your eyes.

Before you could even take it in fully, Alanna, Mackenzie and Caitlin opened the front door and cheered for your arrival.

"It looks so good!" You exclaimed, bringing all of them in for a bone-crushing hug. You were beyond impressed and far past grateful.

"We clean up nice" Macca chuckled, hugging you tightly.

"Do you wanna like have some faith in us?" Alanna laughed, rolling her eyes at you.

"I was nervous" You admitted, shrugging awkwardly.

"She was so nervous" Sam reiterated.

"Trust the process, Y/N" Caitlin said before leading both you and Sam inside.

The house looked amazing. There were fresh flowers throughout the entry way with more decorations strung up. You spied a few games set up on various tables before entering the back garden. You had to have had over thirty girls waiting for you and Sam in the back garden. Your close friends were there, as well as lots of Sam's teammates, members of your family sprinkled throughout.

You squealed as you spied some of your older friends who you hadn't had the chance to see in a while. Sam smiled as she watched you catch up with your mates, looking radiant.

"It looks just amazing guys," Sam brought the three of her friends in for a hug. "Thank you so so much" She smiled.

"We need to start charging for events I reckon" Macca chuckled.

"Oh yeah, definitely" Cait nodded in agreeance.

"So what do you need from me?" Sam asked, ready to go into mum-mode and help out her girls for the morning.

"Nothing" Cait shrugged. "Can you relax skip? It's your baby shower. Go sit with your wife and chill. Brunch will be out soon"

"How did you manage to order so much food for so early" Sam asked, the curiosity eating inside at her.

"We're making it" Caitlin said.

"Wait, what?"

You would be lying if you said you weren't nervous that Caitlin might burn down your kitchen. There seemed to be lots of raised voices coming from inside your home, majority coming from Lani telling the girls that they had been cooking the bacon for too long. A few of Sam's teammates offered their help. Emily headed in and started to bring out what was hot (and not burnt) with Steph running inside to save the day- her mimosa in hand.

Everyone was determined to not let you inside and look at the carnage you were convinced was happening in your kitchen. Instead, Sam just held your hand and distracted you by talking with your friends and family.

Soon enough, brunch was served and you were pleasantly surprised. Macca ended up coming out late to eat, still with an apron on, claiming she was just tidying up a little. You knew there was probably more than a little bit of tidying to do, and you were okay with that.

Since being pregnant, you found yourself needing more control over situations, but right now in this moment you were grateful that you and Sam had such beautiful friends who were willing to, not only put on such events for you both, but to make sure you were relaxed and enjoying yourself as they did.

After brunch the games began. Caitlin had the idea of a blindfolded nappy change race. You never thought you would see Hayley Raso facing off against Lydia Williams in who could change a baby doll's nappy the fastest. Lydia smoked her for the record.

Alanna had hidden baby photos of you and Sam around the garden for guests to find. To say you were shocked to have a picture of two-year-old sam sitting in your esky was an understatement.

Mackenzie wanted everyone to decorate a one-suit for your bub. You had Clare Polkinghorne claiming hers was the best as she drew a little tillies kit with her number on the back on hers. Sam tried her best to draw little hearts all around hers, but ended up with some red splotches more so than hearts- you loved it.

The shower went on for a while, way longer than you would have anticipated. It was an absolute hit and you were so grateful to have had to thrown for you.

As the night was winding down you found Cait, Macca and Lani cleaning up the kitchen together so you and Sam wouldn't have to.

"Hey," You said as the girls all turned around to face you. "Thank you so much for today. You have no idea how much it means to me that you guys did all of this"

"Stop it!" Macca exclaimed, reaching out to put a hand on your growing bump. "This is our niece of nephew we're talking about! Of course we wanted to do this" She gave you an extra squeeze before grabbing her dishes again to wash.

"I'm just so so happy" You looked at them all.

"So you had a good time?" Alanna asked, bringing you in for another hug.

"Such a good time" You smiled as you leant against her shoulder. You were so grateful.

"Good we're glad," She smiled at you once you pulled away, "Now get out of the kitchen so you don't combust watching Mackenzie attempt to wash dishes" She nodded over at Mackenzie who was trying her best to scrap at a pan that had definitely seen better days.

You offered them all another thank you before heading out into the garden again. You could here Mackenzie start to bicker with Alanna as you left.

"I'm actually really good at washing dishes" She defended herself.

"Not sure if that's really a brag there Macca" Lani shot back.

It became late in the afternoon before everyone had really started to head off. You and Sam were left sat in the back garden together, watching Macca, Caitlin and Lani as they picked up the last few things around the house.

"They're so good to us" You smiled, leaning your head against Sam's shoulder.

"They're good chicks" Sam nodded, never having felt so content that she did in that moment.

"Can't believe in six months we'll have a baby" You marvelled.

"Can't believe in six months our baby is going to have more than three aunties" She scoffed.

"That's on you there skip" You raised your eyebrows at her as a smirk grew on her lips.

"What can I say?" She shrugged, "I've got good teammates".

"The best teammates"

#sweet nora . * • .#sam kerr imagine #sam kerr x reader #sam kerr one shot #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso one shot #one shots . * • .

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sukibenders · 10 months

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consolation

FEATURING: percy jackson x reader

summary: y/n has been cooped up in their cabin for days, only leaving to attend breakfast and lunch at their siblings' insistence. it's not that they mean to, it's just that their art is doing anything but coming together as of late and it's making them doubt their abilities. good thing for them that their fantastic boyfriend is there to save the day!

contents: soft!percy, cute couple moments, possibly some angst in regards to self doubt but mainly fluff in the end, references to passing of time, worried!percy, gn!reader, no stated cabin or godly parent but mentions of siblings, percy referring to you as 'babe'

note" this is my first actual piece of written work on here, and it seemed fitting that it would be pjo related. I'm so nervous about it, so please be kind and give this some love! it's stated that the reader is in an art slump, and that's for the sake of the plot behind this so sorry to all those who aren't interested in the arts or things like that!

You would say that it wasn't a normal occurrence for you to compare yourself to others to anyone who asked, but you yourself knew that that simply wasn't true and, in this moment, were being proved wrong as you stared at the messy array of art supplies circling around you--from crumbled papers of failed sketches to messy rags layered with dried paint. While the mess was contained to your side of your cabin, you were sure that your siblings cautious of just how long that would last.

Your appearance faired no better. Your camp shirt was littered is paint marks from sloppy movements of your hands, the orange holding more life to it than the fresh canvas in front of you. Three had laid crestfallen along the floor, thrown down carelessly during fits of frustration after another failed attempt tallied in your mind. Just when you thought things where going to go smoothly, fate had other plans and took another direction. Maybe this was a sign of the Gods punishing you, but for what? You couldn't figure out.

The more you stared at the blank canvas, at the mess around you, the more dishearted you felt. Your mind wandered to a group of kids that you had seen at the arts and crafts center last week, some Apollo campers you had assumed, albeit bitterly, when your eyes fell on their stunning art pieces making it hard for you to look away. They were so beautiful and held your attention longer than you'd hope to admit outloud. You had desired to master a similar affect with your own piece. That did not seem likely.

"But they did it so perfectly," you muttered to yourself (more like growled), hands gripping your paint brush tightly to the point where you were sure that the wood would snap under the force. "I'm sure they didn't have to go through all this." Your brows furrowed and you were just about to give up when a familiar voice spoke up.

"Man, it looks like a hurricane rolled through here." You looked up and were met with a pair of sea green eyes, of which held a mirth to them that only increased tenfold when they landed on you. "Maybe I should take you to seek shelter, just to be safe."

This caused you to snort. "Haha, very funny. I know that, if ever in a hurricane, to simply call out your name and you'll be there to save me, won't you?"

"Always!" A toothy grin broke out over Percy's face and it was almost enough to draw you back from your creativity haze. But when your eyes drew back to the blank canvas, the sense of dismay returned. Subconsciously, your shoulders sagged in response, but you were none the wiser. Percy, however, being the attentive boyfriend that he was, took notice. "I take it things aren't going as planned?"

You shook your head. "That's an understatement. This is my third attempt so far, and I can't even put paint to the material. At least with the others I could say that."

Percy shifted forward, reaching for one of the lone canvases and studied it with interest. "This one is nice," he said honestly. "Why'd you stop?"

"Because it's bad." You answered simply.

But Percy didn't believe that. "No it's not, you're just being hard on yourself." Like always hung in the air, but it was moreso a thought of your own rather than Percy's himself. The inky haired boy gave you a brief once over, brows furrowed with tinges of worry. "When was the last time you took a break? Stepped outside for something other than going to the dining pavilion?"

You blinked for a moment, attention slightly divided between your boyfriend and the work before you. "Uh, I think it was like...yesterday, one of my siblings dragged me out to the strawberry field with them." Or, at least you thought it was yesterday.

But Percy shook his head. "That was Tuesday, babe, I asked one of your siblings. Today's Friday. We need to get you out of this cabin, doing something other than painting."

Slightly shocked by clarification, you body tensed at the thought of being pulled away from your workstation, especially so prematurely into your journey. If you stopped now, what was to say that you would ever finish? Or that this was possibly your last chance at recreating and if you left now, all that went down the drain.

"I can't." You sighed weakly, hurriedly drifting your eyes to your boyfriend, who you had just discovered, that you hadn't spent much time with at all during this week. "If I don't get this piece right now, I might never-"

Percy raised a brow in response of you cutting yourself off. "You might never what?"

With a frustrated and embarrassed sigh, you explained to him your dilemma and the set backs it had provided you, refraining from looking at him the whole time. A part of you had fear some sort of mockery or lack of understanding that conjured up a simple dismissal without actually helping. You had grown accustomed to that after a few occasions and, while you didn't believe Percy to be like, it still hovered in your mind.

To your surprise, though not really, a pair of strong arms wrapped around you so gently yet fiercely that you felted tethered and set free all the same. Your face subconsciously pressed into Percy's bicep and you inhaled his scent, feeling the burdens of the weight you had placed on yourself slowly slipping away one by one. Faint tears welled in your eyes, but he made no move to comment on them.

"I wished you'd came to me sooner, I could've helped you. While not with anything art related, because it would have ended poorly for the both of us, I could have been here to keep you company and show some support."

A small sound that was a mix between a cry and laugh bubbled from your throat. "I don't think I would have been much fun."

Percy snorted. "Please, we would've had the time of our lives here. You're siblings would have kicked me out and banished me from ever entering." While this drew another laugh from you, it wasn't hard to notice the seriousness enveloping the boy's tone. "I think you need a break, for real this time and with no objections."

"But-"

"This piece, can wait. You can't. So what if some other camper made a cool piece, that doesn't mean anything. It especially doesn't mean you're a bad artist just because you're having trouble recreating it." When you fell silent at his words, he rested his nose against your temple, breathing you in. "You're very talented, and that shouldn't be doubted."

A part of you wanted to argue, to say that he was only telling you that because you were dating, but the more you thought about doing anything other than laying in your boyfriend's arms, the more exhausted you felt. Maybe it was your sudden drop in weight, but Percy had maneuvered you around until you were far from the canvas that had been torturing you for hours and closer to your bed.

"Let's get you some rest, babe." He moved to lay you down when your hand reached out, stopping him. "Babe-"

"I got paint on your shirt." You said simply, eyeing how your, still paint riddled, fingers smeared over your boyfriend's tee from his abs to his side. You had been so wrapped up in savoring his embrace, that you had forgotten about your own mess clinging to your frame.

Rather than wallow in the new stain, Percy reached for a damp, less paint splattered cloth and held it to your face. "It's no big deal, but it will be if you get paint on your sheets. Let's get you cleaned up."

By the time he was finished, you were already dozing off no matter how much you tried to fight. Your body rocked and swayed softly, and the action only made Percy laugh even more. Resting you gently on to your bed, head braced against your pillow, the inky haired boy moved to stand when your hand latched around his wrist.

"Stay," You whispered, eyes hopefully. Even with how busy you made yourself, you had missed him deeply.

"I gotta clean up around here. Wouldn't want you to trip in this mess, now would you?"

This caused you to wave him off. "Ah, well you'll simply just have to take care of me again, which seems like a win if you think about it."

Percy chuckled. "Yeah, it does. And maybe I'm so inclined to be against it." He patted your side. "Move over, babe, I'm coming in."

You cheered softly, doing as told just enough for him to rest his frame an inch away from you before you practically melted into him, arms wrapped around his waist and face tucked under his chin. You could feel Percy's chest rumble in satisfaction before he followed a similar manner. The two of you laid like that for a few minutes before you whispered.

"I'm sorry for not spending time with you these last few days." You apologized. "I was just...so wrapped up in this project and my own thoughts that I lost track of time. It's no excuse, but-"

"It's all right," Percy cut in, shushing you softly as you tried to protest. He was in no mood for you to get worked up, especially over something that was so easily fixed and could be settled even further once you were rested. "I understand, and I'm not uupset. I missed you, for sure, but we'll find a way to spend time together later, once you've had a decent amount of sleep."

You nodded in agreement, a yawn pulling from your lips. "I propose a date, anywhere you'd like and we can do whatever you want. You deserve it."

"I don't think taking care of my partner necessarily guarantees a reward," Percy commented, watching with mirth as you sent an eye roll his way. "But I'll hold you to that deal later. Love you."

"Love you, too."

#percy jackson #pjo fandom #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x y/n #x reader #percy jackson x black!reader #percy jackson x poc!reader #[🪐] - lunars writes

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shinobusupremecy · 5 months

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Hi :3

Saw you're requests were open and that you added genshin to your thing, so I'm going against my better judgement rn.

(Oneshot) Yae Miko x gn autistic reader that takes everything at face value (like me), um angst because reader doesn't understand that miko is just teasing and they think she's actually annoyed 💀 anyways, obviously angst, but they talk it through with each other and she maybe realises her teasing isn't always a good idea.

Idk, I find the idea of miko being like "Oh shit, I fucked up" funny.

Yae Miko x gn!Reader

A/n: Now that you say it that reaction from Yae Miko would be hilarious! Thank you for requesting, you have the honour of being the first to request genshin and the first to request the one and only Yae Miko no less!

You can interpret this as platonic or romantic. It is a bit hard to tell in this fic I apologize😅

Word count: 1621

People in Inazuma city parted ways like the sea of moses from the way you ran, half putting on your shrine maiden clothes. You apologized when you nearly ran into people.

You had finally reached the foot of the mountain and you began running through the thousand red gates. The sun shined mercilessly down on you and you felt yourself beginning to sweat. You wanted to rest and just walk up but you were about to be late.

Running as you went you saw the floating rocks with the electrogana on it. If only you had an electro vision things would have been easier. Looking up the mountain again you saw you had a long way to go.

’Ahhh, all this hassle because I overslept!’ You internally cried.

After what felt like forever you finally reached the Narukami shrine. You went through the toji gate and bowed out of respect before going in.

The pink fox lady stood by the fox shaped sakura tree with her back turned. Her ear twitched and she let out a low hum.

”You know you really shouldn’t be late on your first day here. It is quite rude and makes for awful first impressions”

”I am sorry lady Yae Miko, you’re right. I shall do better!” You bowed to apologize. This was your first day working at the shrine as a shrine maiden. Yae Miko’s work quite frankly fascinated you so you wanted to work with her. Plus working with her meant some nice quality time for you two.

You saw two fingers snap right in front of you and you snapped out of your daydreaming.

“Honestly don’t go zoning out when I am about to give instructions. You really are out of it today”

“Yes yes, sorry about that”

”Ah well. The first thing to do is make sure the shrine is nice and tidy” Your eyes wandered around the shrine in search of something amiss before you heard an exasperated sigh.

”I meant look around the place. Go on, walk around” Yae sounded annoyed and with that you looked away a little ashamed before doing so.

You did find that some of the floorboards were dusty and since foxes roamed around there were a few things…littered.

”One must make sure the shrine is all nice and tidy before the people come. No one wants to pray with the smell of animal feces around do they or get their socks all dusty and slip” You nodded and then stood there…not knowing where the cleaning supplies are.

“Well? Get a move on” You jumped a little and turned to her.

“I don’t know where the cleaning supplies are”

Yae sighed again before smiling.

“If you used your two eyes your mother graced you with you would see it says ‘cleaning supplies’ over there” Yae pointed. Your cheeks grew a bit more red out of embarrassment.

‘This is so embarrassing? Does she treat every shrine maiden this way?’ You glanced at Yae who still looked at you. ’Is she annoyed with me?’

Taking the cleaning supplies you began to sweep the floorboards and clean up from the foxes.

”See? That wasn’t so hard? Only took you 10 minutes to understand everything and do what I say”

”That long!?” You yelled out in shock. No way it has already gone 10 minutes

”Yes that long. Is something wrong with you today? You’re usually not this slow” All these jabs you were getting started to really get on your nerves.

’Maybe she really is annoyed with me’ Your heart began sinking.

”It’s my first day working Yae, you know that” You countered earning a sigh from Yae.

”Mhmm I know but still, things like understanding a simple instruction like cleaning shouldn’t take that long” You nodded at her words.

“Hmf” Yae finished off and your heart began to sank a bit further.

‘What's up with her today? All of these remarks is starting to hurt' You thought before shaking your head. 'It will be better next time’

Next time came, again and again. No really big improvement on either part. You accidentally messed up a ritual and said the wrong words.

“...Walk forth and purify which is im-impure?” You said the wrong word and the stutter messed the whole ritual up leading to a annoyed sigh from Yae.

“We have gone over it a thousand times and you still don’t remember? The word is 'come' forth” You felt like she was jabbing at your heart or her words did.

Jab there, jab here.

“That’s not a way to sweep the floorboards, if anything you are just spreading the dust around” One jab.

“Why is your back so bent, posture straight or you’ll look like the shrimp I ate for lunch” Another jab.

You began fearing that you were more of a burden tothe shrine than helping. All these jabs from Yae Miko can’t be a mistake, she must be really annoyed. Not to mention she doesn’t do that with any other of the shrine maidens.

‘Fine! If she thinks I am a burden to the shrine then I won’t be coming’ Hurt, you came to that conclusion and stayed home.

Yae was waiting for you at the shrine. She tapped her foot on the floorboard impatiently before clicking her tongue.

’They must be late or something’ She concluded and went on her roundly checkup to see that everything on the shrine looks alright.

She had waited a while and you still haven't come, much to Yae’s annoyance. If you are sick just tell her. She looked down on the steep mountain however. Okay maybe not.

Eitherway you will probably come tomorrow.

Tomorrow came and you didn’t show up. Yae assumed you were sick and went on about her day.

When a week had gone by Yae didn’t really suspect anything. You could be sick, and from what she has learned humans can be sick for a week sometimes so that is what she assumed happened to you.

However when you didn’t come after that week she became really suspicious.

‘They had better not quit before telling me’ She thought bitterly. Enough was enough she decided and strode down the mountain to get to your house.

You were sitting on the couch of your home wondering if you should try to go to work again. You really wanted to, the job was cool, you loved Yae but what’s the point when she just seems annoyed by every single thing that you did?

Before you could think of finding her she found you first and knocked on your door. You got up and opened it to a menacing smiling Yae and a shiver ran up your spine.

“Well you look fine and dainty as ever. Care to tell me why you have been skipping work?” Yae asked and you inwardly sighed.

“I’m sorry it’s uh, complicated”

“It is nothing that I, Lady Yae Miko, can't understand. I have lived for several of hundred years and encountered many humans, I practically know you humans down to the bone. Now tell me, why have you been skipping work?”

“It’s just…I do like working at the shrine…but” You started slowly and Yae Miko stood there waiting.

“But?”

“I just feel like you are annoyed with me…you say these things” One of Yae Miko’s eyebrow rose and she let out a low questioning hum.

“I wanna work but every little thing I do is wrong. You say it all the time, either my posture isn’t right, I sweep the broom wrong, I’m slow for not knowing where the cleaning supplies are even though it is my first day”

“You…” Yae Miko began but you interrupted her

"I get that if I'm doing something wrong you should tell but the way you say it is really hurtful and minor things like not knowing where the cleaning supplies are on my first day is really...you know?" You nervously vented out in hopes of understanding.

Before Yae made you work she made it very clear to always tell her if something is wrong or if there is something you don't like. Communication is key and she lives strongly by that.

Yae lets out a heavy sigh.

“I see, so that’s what this has been about” You looked up to see Yae who to your surprised look troubled.

“I did say those things yes but I was merely teasing, I didn’t think you would take my words to heart”

“Just a ‘just kidding’ would be fine” You replied a bit sourly.

Yae scratched her head, her brows furrowing as she looked like she really was thinking hard. This was a new side to her you never thought you would see.

”I see now. I am…sorry I didn’t make it clear I was merely teasing. The things I said were far from the truth, I don’t think any of those things. You are hardworking and I see that you try” You stood there taking in Yae’s words. You felt relieved and your heart beated a bit faster.

”I will stop my teasing if it makes you that upset but please come back to the shrine. The mornings without you on the shrine is a lonely one for me” You looked at Yae and giggled. Seeing this side of her was interesting and fun, you couldn’t help but giggle a little.

”Sure, I’d like that” you replied and closed the door behind you.

”Perfect. Come now, I have a lot of new novels I have read the past few days while you were gone that I need to tell you about and when we reach the shrine you will get tea, you have been more than deserving for that”

#🦋eli writes genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x y/n #genshin #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #yae miko #yae miko x reader #yae miko x you #yae miko x y/n

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grottylittlefox · 10 months

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How could I ever forget you? Chapter 10

Sebastian Sallow/Professor Sallow × f!MC / reader

Slow burn/fluff/angst, aged up characters 18-mid 20s

Somehow it had taken until your final day at Hogwarts to finally show Sebastian how you felt, and by then it was too late. Years pass and your distance grows stronger, despite your many efforts for him. A surprise encounter at a new job could change things forever. Finding each other once again at the very place you first met, Hogwarts.

Chapter 1: "I guess this is it"

Chapter 2: "Oh how I missed you"

Chapter 3: "Goodbye, Sebastian"

Chapter 4: " think it's time you move on"

Chapter 5: "Professor Sallow?"

Chapter 6: "Welcome Home"

Chapter 7: "You're my good luck charm"

Chapter 8: "I'm more of a butterfly person"

Chapter 9: “What have you become?”

Chapter 10: “I have something for you”

Halloween was but days away, and the castle was surrounded by a sea of autumn leaves. It hardly felt possible that you'd already been back at Hogwarts for two whole months, and only now was Sebastian no longer treating you like a stranger.

Your trips to his classes were finally becoming more pleasant, not only because of him, but his students too. After witnessing you defeat him in a duel the students respected you, the moth comments had at last come to an end. That in particular was a relief, as each time somebody brought it up in class, Sebastian had to be reminded of what it seemed you truly feared.

Your relationship was absolutely improving, he no longer seemed to be a shell of the person you used to know. That old Sebastian charm was coming back, little by little. You often made small talk after class, of course it wasn't perfect, but it was something. You always found yourself trying to get that smile out of him, even just for split second, and it paid off every time. Things had just been different since the day Ostara left for the league. You wondered if that awkward conversation you'd walked in on had anything to do with Sebastian's sudden change in mood, or if you were just being hopeful. Ostara seemed like a nice girl, you knew it was wrong to prey on the downfall of her relationship, that would be downright selfish. But you couldn't help it, your heart screamed for Sebastian to be yours.

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It was late evening, past students bedtime, and you'd volunteered to help cover the castle with seasonal decorations. It was something you'd always appreciated as a student, but not put all that much thought into. You'd just assumed it was all magic, which was true of course. But somebody had to put it there, and that person was now you.

Professor Garlick stood beside you in the great hall, counting the pumpkins she'd grown. As with your wand you levitated them one by one into the starry ceiling.

"Which one is yours?" She asked, looking at the remaining pumpkins placed along the table. The professor had delivered a pumpkin to each and every member of faculty to carve for the ceiling display.

"This one," you pointed to your pumpkin, you'd gone for a classic design, nothing too fancy. However you did opt to include glasses, to give it some individuality. You lifted the pumpkin into the air with your wand and guided it to the perfect spot.

You both inspected the rest of the pumpkins, it was quite hilarious to see the personalities of the carver shine through. A few jumped out to you, especially the one with its tongue sticking out and smoke pouring out of its eyes.

"Who made that?" You asked walking over to it.

"Professor Sharp, it's quite amazing isn't it?" Professor Garlick gleamed.

You wowed in agreement, walking along to the next pumpkin that stood beside it. This pumpkin was rather a mess, especially placed next to such an outstanding contender.

"Professor Sharps really does outshine the rest, especially next to.. that. It's positively goofy." You laughed.

"Yes," Professor Garlick chuckled. "That one would be Professor Sallows."

You and the professor locked eyes, holding in a giggle. How was it possible for somebody with such skill to lack in the pumpkin carving department? You felt a little guilty, but it was completely ridiculous to you.

Coincidentally, the carver himself burst into the room within seconds, pacing towards you.

"Nice pumpkin!" You spat out in a giggle.

He was completely taken aback, almost a little wounded by the remark. But that was before he saw the competition.

"I can't be good at everything, that wouldn't be fair now, would it?" He teased in an aid to save himself.

"I suppose not," you smiled, lifting his pumpkin above you, and placing it right next to yours.

"I wanted to ask you something,"

"Yes?"

You were completely and utterly terrified.

"Ominis is visiting Hogsmeade tomorrow, I was wondering if you'd like to join us for a butterbeer? If you're not busy that is. I figured you'd want to see him. I wanted to invite Anne too-" he paused, looking at his feet. "But she's not doing so well.."

"Sebastian, I'd love too," you said through a gentle smile. "I'm sorry to hear about Anne, I'd always be willing to make the trip down to Feldcroft for her, you know that."

Sebastian had mentioned in passing that during your time apart, he had managed to somewhat repair his relationship with his sister, but he had spared you the details. You wouldn't dare ask for them, you'd seen how far he would go for her and it quite honestly scared you. It was far too touchy a subject for the both of you.

Sebastian smiled. "So I'll see you tomorrow evening, at the Three Broomsticks?"

"Absolutely."

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Despite the chill in the air, the atmosphere in Hogsmeade was incredibly cheerful this time of year. Pumpkins and wreaths covered each and every storefront, while piles of auburn leaves were swept into the little lanes and corners. You felt them crunch beneath your feet as you stepped towards the Three Broomsticks, Sebastian's old scarf wrapped around your neck.

Ominis and Sebastian were already sat waiting for you as you entered. The sound of the door closing behind you had interrupted their conversation.

"Is that the guest of honour?" Ominis smiled as you sat down opposite him.

"Indeed it is," Sebastian replied, sitting beside you.

"Thank you for joining us, MC." Ominis said, before taking a sip of his drink. "I'm thrilled to see the two of you are friends once more."

Friends? You really hoped that label wasn't a bit too much for Sebastian. You knew things were certainly improving between you, but he had said himself that he didn't expect you to be friends.

"So am I," Sebastian chimed in, turning to you with a gentle smile. "Would you excuse me for a moment?"

You nodded, completely bubbling up inside. Sebastian stood up before disappearing into the pub, leaving you and Ominis some time alone.

"I'm glad you took my advice, about moving on."

The warm buttery feeling Sebastian had left you with quickly turned sickly. You hadn't moved on, but you were not going to let Ominis know that.

"Ostara and Sebastian are a good match," he continued. "I'm sure Sebastian has a very comfortable future ahead of him."

"Really? How so?"

"I've known Ostara since I was a child. Her family are rather chummy with mine. Purebloods of course, but with a lot of power, if you know what I mean. Let's just say Sebastian will be living with certain luxuries."

"Purebloods, power? Ostara certainly didn't strike me as the type..." you questioned.

"Oh, she isn't. That's why we always got on so well. Her father was absolutely enraged that she wasn't a Slytherin. Strange man, dabbles in all sorts of questionable magic."

"What about the rest of her family, her mother?" You asked, extremely intrigued. You couldn't help yourself, this was the family Sebastian was soon to be a part of, you worried about him.

"Her brothers are absolutely awful, I will certainly be avoiding them at the wedding. Her mother was a healer, her father too at one point I believe, before he lost the plot. I don't really know much else. Besides, a family doesn't make a person."

"Of course, you're right Ominis, I know that from you."

"I would never set up our precious Sebastian with someone awful, MC," he teased.

Your stomach dropped. Ominis... he set them up? Why would he do such a thing? He always knew there was something between the both of you. You had no right too, but you felt betrayed.

"What do you mean, you set them up?"

"It was never meant to be this. I knew Sebastian was interested in Quidditch, and I happened to know a professional. I got him to the try-outs through Ostara, the rest was not my doing. MC, why do you ask all of this, you have moved on haven't you?"

"I-" you began, before you were cut off by a butterbeer appearing in front of you. "Sebastian-" you looked to him sitting down beside you again, voice shaking.

"What did I miss?" He said with a smile.

"Oh nothing of importance, just catching up," replied Ominis, holding his drink to his lips.

Thankfully, the subject of Ostara did not come up again. The three of you chatted for hours about all sorts, about almost everything but her. It seemed that Sebastian didn't want to talk about it, but that worked for you. You'd heard enough.

A cuckoo clock chimed across the pub, it was midnight.

"It's officially Halloween!" You smiled. "Have a magical Samhain, you two."

"Oh for Merlin's sake, don't get him started MC," Ominis said with his head in his hands, sending Sebastian into a fit of laughter.

"Is Salazar Slytherin in the room with us?" Sebastian teased, looking around the room in an attempt to mock Ominis.

It was an ongoing joke each year at Hogwarts between the two of them. Wizards believed the veil between worlds to be the thinnest each Samhain, meaning ancestors coming to visit the the realm of the living. Of course Sebastian found it most amusing to imagine the great wizard spending the evening with him and Ominis, his disapproving descendant.

"It's late, I should probably get going," you said, still chuckling at Sebastian's antics.

"I'll walk with you," Sebastian insisted, standing up and grabbing your coat.

You said your goodbyes, and the two of you made your way back to Hogwarts under the starry night sky. It was a clear evening. The air was crisp and silent, aside from the gentle hoots of owls flying overhead.

As you left Hogsmeade, you walked upon the view of the castle. You'd seen it hundreds of time before, but on this particular Halloween night, it was absolutely breathtaking.

"I can't believe this is my life, that that beautiful sight, is my home." You sighed, staring out onto the picture before you.

"How did I get so lucky," Sebastian agreed with a whisper. You turned to him, you wanted to take him in, to see the wander in his eyes as they reflected the castle lights.

He was looking right at you.

Your head turned back to the castle in an instant, your thoughts buzzing. The way he looked at you, why?

A shudder shook through your bones, as you felt a gentle touch across the back of your fingers. So light and airy, as his hand brushed against yours. You took a sharp breath at the sprinkle of tiny affection, your stomach doing flips. He was so close, yet there still seemed to be a wall built around him.

You began to walk again, reminiscing on your favourite memories of the castle, recalling all of the little things you did together.

"Remember the time you kept putting things in Leanders potion behind his back?" You giggled. "I will never forget the look on Sharps face after it covered the room in pink dust."

Sebastian laughed. "He deserved it, although I do pity Sharp now, being a teacher. If any of my students did that I don't know what I'd do, I'd probably respect it honestly," he chuckled.

"Sebastian, you're an incredible Professor," you paused. "I don't know what happened with Quidditch, but I truly think this might be your calling."

Sebastian walked with you in silence for a moment, not quite knowing what to say.

"There's something I've been needing to ask you about, but I haven't really had the right moment," you said as you stepped inside the castle, still walking beside him.

"Go on," he raised an eyebrow, holding his breath.

"The letter, I... I never opened it. I wasn't in a good place. Sebastian I'm so sorry. I don't know what your question was, so my answer wasn't no.."

His faced turned completely white, as if his soul had left his body.

"Sebastian, what was the question?"

He took a deep breath, and turned his eyes to the ground.

"It... it doesn't matter, really," he looked back up at you with a smile. "I promise, just forget about the whole thing."

You opened your mouth to reply, before your surroundings became aware to you. The dim lights, the sweet smell of bread....

"Sebastian... where are we?" Your lips crept into a smile, completely flabbergasted.

You were stood outside the Hufflepuff common room. It seemed that you'd gotten so lost in each other you'd forgotten you were no longer students. Sebastian always walked you back to your common room all those years ago, and that very same path had remained prominent not only in your mind, but his too.

You fell into each other, collapsing into giggles at how ridiculous it was. Sebastian held your shoulders, shushing you to calm down.

"Come with me," he grinned. "I have something for you."

Following him to the faculty tower, you continued to hold in your giggles. Perhaps it was truly as funny as it seemed, or it was the drinks setting in. You soon found yourself stood outside his bedroom door, heart bashing inside your chest. He lead you in and turned to his desk.

Where was this going? Your mind was racing, you were in Sebastian's room.

"I wanted to give you this-" he turned back to you, holding something up. It was the parchment. "I found it in the undercroft, it's the messenger I tried to make for you- us, back then. I finally cracked it, it works," he beamed, handing it to you. "I was thinking you could get more use out of it, to talk to Natty, perhaps."

A grin grew upon your face, as looked down at the parchment in your hands. You separated the two pieces, and handed one back to him.

"You should have this, why not use it the way it was intended?" The idea of being able to send him little secret messages was beyond exciting. So forbidden.

He smiled back to you and turned to his desk again. "There is one more thing.." he turned back, an envelope in hand.

Suddenly, something caught his eye. He slowly approached you, a shadow moving in the darkness. His hand reached out to you, lowering just below your chin.

His fingers gently caressed your skin, as he picked up the necklace that hung from your neck, holding the ring he gave you all those years ago. He stepped even closer, not letting go of the delicate chain balancing on his fingers, pulling you together. You held your breath, unable to speak, unable to think. There was only him.

"You-," he whispered, his breath warming your face, lips inches apart from yours. The smell of alcohol on his breath so close you could taste it. "You still have this?" His eyes moved from the ring, now fixated on yours.

Shivers ran through your skin, your breath shaking against him.

"I-" you whispered, your fingers gently pulling the envelope from his. "I should go-"

You turned away towards the door in a panic. You couldn't go through with this, as much as you wanted too.

Sebastian stepped back, the picture of guilt across his face as he looked to the floorboards, rubbing the back of his neck.

You stepped out of the room, breathless and flustered.

"Thank you Sebastian, for tonight."

A smile exchanged, as the door closed behind you.

Turning your back to the door, you attempted to return to reality, looking at the envelope in your hands. Would this finally be an explanation, regarding the question? Or something entirely different?

You slid the letter out of the paper, taking a deep breath. The moment of truth.

A wedding invitation.

Chapter 11

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loveforeren · 10 months

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Hey lovely! Recently got into your work and it's also nice to see another fellow black girl who loves Miguel 🧘🏾‍♀️ Was wondering if you could do a Lifeguard Miguel x black!fem!reader and he saves the reader after she is swept out by the current and she develops a fear of the sea, but still visits the beach every weekend, secretly because she thinks Miggy is hot and Miggy himself has been watching her for the past few weeks. He goes to her one day as she stares out into the sea nervously, wanting to go back in but being too afraid and Miggy offers to help her get over her fear again, helping her get back into the water and growing closer at the same time? ;)

Hey Anon, I thought this was so cute omg. Here you goooo <33 (I'll probably come back in here to edit some things)

Pairing: Lifeguard!Miguel x Black!Fem!Reader

Summary: You and your friends were playing in the water and wrong place wrong time. The current swept you and you were saved by a very...tall and handsome lifeguard.

Content Warning: Hobie playing too damn much, fear of the sea/ocean (I'm pretty sure it's called thalassophobia), Not proofread, SFW, fluff.

You were at the beach with Hobie, Gwen, Peter, Miles, Pav, and a few other friends. You knew Miles and the others because you were the big sister of his friend, and you thought of him like a little brother. He invited you to the beach with him, and his friends.

"Come in the water, Y/N!" Miles yelled.

You were sitting on a beach towel letting the sun hit your skin. You shook your head. You always had a weird unsettling feeling about the ocean. So you usually didn't play in the ocean.

"Come on love~! Don't be a pussy!" Hobie yelled.

You rolled your eyes. He always messed with you like this. He thought he was so funny. You close your eyes and try to lie in the sun again. That was until you felt a pair of strong wet arms pick you up. It was Hobie, and he threw you over his shoulder.

"Hobie! Put me down now!" You tried to squirm your way out of his grip.

"No can do~ you can't be the only one to not get in the ocean, mate!" He laugh.

You whined. He walked into the water and set you down.

"See was that so bad?" He said

You roll your eyes before getting splashed with water. You groaned and looked at Pav who had a grin on his face. You had just got your hair done, and your hair was ruined now.

"Pav!" You yelled, leaping after him and playfully pushing him into the water.

Everything was fine, and you were playing with everyone. Your fears about the ocean started to wash away..until.

You had been running farther and farther away from shore. You and the others were having the classic water-splashing fight. You were all laughing until you heard them all yelling and pointing.

"Y/N! Watch out!" They all screamed.

But it was too late. You turned to see a huge..no monstrous wave coming your way, and it swept you under. You panicked as the current from the water pulled you farther and farther from shore. Your body flailed as the waves kept going over your head. You were yelling for help at first but couldn't anymore. You thought it was all over. You'd seen all over those stories of people drowning at sea. You thought that was going to be you until a pair of strong arms grabbed you. You were just barely conscious, and you were so scared your eyes were blurry. You felt whoever saved you swim to the shore and set you down away from the sea.

"Dios mío, Are you okay?" He asked patting your back as you coughed up water.

You coughed and coughed before looking up at your savior. It was a 6'9 extremely buff guy with brown eyes with the slightest hint of red.

"I..I" you didn't know what to say.

Your body was shaking as all your friends came over to check on you. You were still shocked. So he picked your up bridal style.

"I'm going to get someone to take over my turn so I can get her to the clinic over there." He said.

You simply cling to him. You don't why but being in his arms was comforting. He walks into the clinic and sets you on the bed. The nurse wasn't there, but luckily he knew what to do.

"..That must've scared you..." he trails off realizing he doesn't know your name.

"...Y/N..my name is Y/N" you mumbled to him.

"Well Y/N, I'm glad I got to you on time. I'm Miguel." He said as he continued to check on you.

You stare at him and quietly obliged to whatever he told you to do. After he checked everything he needed to him crouch down to your level.

"You're okay now." He said with a small smile.

You nod and come out of the room after he tells you, you can go. You immediately saw all your friends perk up and run over to you engulfing you in a hug.

"Y/N! Are you okay?" They all asked.

"I'm...okay" you nod.

Even though you had almost drowned moments ago. The only thing on your mind was that lifeguard...Miguel. Your mind raced with him.

Miguel was feeling the same way you were. He felt wrong for the way he was thinking about you...about your body. He couldn't help it. You were so beautiful, and exactly what he was attracted to.

The next weekend passed, and you agreed to come back to the beach on the condition that you stayed nowhere near the water. So you were far from the water laying in the sand. You were just staring out into space when you noticed him. He was shirtless, and the sun complimented his body so well. Your jaw dropped, and you just stared. That was until he came to you.

"Ah..Y/N, how are doing? Better than last week i presume?" He asked.

"Mhm! I'm doing better thank you for asking," you said with a small grin.

That marked the first time you and Miguel would talk and you weren't in a dangerous situation moments before. For the next couple of weekends, you'd agree to go to the beach (staying away from the water of course). When you went Miguel miraculously would show up, and you two would make small talk as your friends played in the water.

It had been about 4 weeks of that small talk, and 'random' Miguel pop-ups. You and Miguel had gotten closer. You and he exchanged numbers and would talk from time to time. When Miguel spotted you as always. This time he saw you staring at the water. Your chest rising and falling at an uneven pace. Your eyes wavering every time a wave came up. As much as he hated to admit it even like this you looked as amazing as always. If he was being honest he had a shift at the beach every other weekend but he'd show up just to see you. He couldn't miss the chance to see you. That beautiful melanated skin that seems to sparkle in the sunlight. Those alluring plump lips that were glazed with lip gloss. Everything about you attracted him.

"Hi, Cariño. Are you okay?" He asks sitting next to you.

"Yea..im..okay" you mumbled still staring straight into the water.

The water looked terrifying all you could remember was that helpless feeling. Your body is being dragged underwater, and your vision getting blurry. Your body trembled at the memory. You didn't snap out of it until you felt a large hand on your shoulder.

"Y/N~" Miguel said for what seemed to be the the 30th time.

"..Ah! Sorry..Hi Miguel" you said turning your attention to him.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"...I...no..I keep remembering that time. I just..I'm scared." You murmured.

"Do you want me to help you get over your fear?" He questioned.

"Help me?" Your head tilted.

"Yes, I'll help you get in the water again. If we're being honest...I didn't have work this week...or the weekend before last weekend. I just wanted to see you." He said flashing a small nervous smile.

"Aww~ you want to see me that bad~" you teased.

"...Yes." he said.

Since that day Miguel said he'd help you. You and he would meet up on the weekends he didn't have work.

Week 1 of "getting over Y/N's fear"

"Since you can't get in yet you just sit near it." He stated.

Your body trembled so he put his hand on your shoulder.

"Nothing will happen to you. I promise." He comforted you.

You nod and put your stuff by the water to where the water washed up and would hit your feet.

Week 2 of "get over Y/N's fear"

"Okay, this time we're going to try to sit on your shore. Can you do that?" He asked in a soft tone.

You look at the water, and a shiver went down your spine.

"..I dunno Miguel." You said voice wavering.

You felt his hand grab yours, and you looked over to him.

"...maybe this will help you feel better..." he said.

You nod and this time he sits you on the shore with him and the water splashes up on your lower body as you sat down. Your body was trembling slightly. That memory of you thrashing in the water was almost burned into your brain.

You feel Miguel wrap his arm over your waist. You look at him and he rambled about it being to comfort you.

Week 3 of "get over Y/N's fear"

Now that you could go to the shore and let the water hit you. Miguel thought maybe you should get used to playing around the water. He told you to bring some friends so you could play games with them.

"You've been talking to that lifeguard ever since...?" Miles asked he threw the Frisbee.

You nod, and Hobie smirks.

"...you like him," Hobie stated blankly.

You glare and began to chase him. Miguel had no idea what you were chasing Hobie foe but he was glad your mind was off the water.

Week 4 of "get over Y/N's fear"

For 4 weeks Miguel has been helping you however he could. This time he said he wanted to take you in the water. He said you could hold on to him so you wouldn't me as scared.

He brought you to the shore like he usually would and went farther in. The moment the water reached your thigh your legs wrapped around Miguel's waist. He held you tightly as you clung on to him with your eyes closed.

"Hermosa, open your eyes." He said softly.

You were terrified but you decided to trust him. Your eyes creaked open slowly, and you saw the blue water surrounding you. You didn't tremble as much due to Miguel being there.

"Let's do something to take your mind off of the water. Let's get to know each other more." He said with a soft smile. Totally wasn't his attempt to flirt with you

"Okay.." you nod.

And for about 15 minutes you and him exchanged answers and would answer them. You laughed at Miguel who threw in jokes from time to time. You had forgotten all about the water until some splashed and hit you and Miguel.

"Ah! I forgot we were even in the fuckin' water" you said with a small laugh.

"That means my method is working," Miguel said.

Week 5 of "get over Y/N's fear"

Miguel decided to give you a break. So you and him threw the Frisbee back and forth as you told embarassing stories from you childhood.

"Really?!" You laughed.

Miguel chuckled and confirmed whatever wild story he told you. You and him were playing until something exciting happened. He threw the Frisbee a little too high, and you were running backwards to get it. You jumped back and caught it. Little did you realize you were in the water.

"I caught it-" You were yelling them trailed off. You felt your hair dripping and that's when you realized you were in the water.

You didn't feel your body tremble you didn't feel any more fear than a normal person would. You flashed a smile at Miguel.

"AH! I'm not scared anymore." You yelled as Miguel's eyes widen.

You saw him grin and run to you picking you up and embracing you.

"See! I told you, Mami." He said with a grin.

It was only a few seconds into the embrace. When you realized you were in the air, and your legs were wrapped around his waist. You lean back and stare at him. His reddish-brown eyes shining in the sun. You don't know what happened after that. All you know is your lips connected as he pulled you into a soft yet passionate kiss. You grin after you both pull away.

"...Do you wanna go on a date with me sometime?" He asked flashing a toothy but nervous grin.

"Sure..." you smile.

When you went home, to say you were excited was a understatement. Instead of getting of your fear of the water which wasn't really a fear anymore. You were going on a date with Miguel. Could that weekend get any better.

Miguel <33

"I'm looking forward to seeing you, Hermosa."

A/N ➳❥ I dunno if I like how this came out...but I hope you enjoy love. If you want a pt.2 I can always write it. And yall don't be shy send request and shii.

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clydesavage-thefox147 · 7 months

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So, I feel the need to say something here.

So, I watched a recent video Thomas has been in with Smosh Pit. It was overall a sweet and funny video. But that's not what this is about. It's about the ending. When Thomas was asked the quintessential question of "where can they find you?" He goes like "Oh I do shorts, long form and short form" and "keeping up Vine". I was like yeah makes sense to bring that up, that's fine. But then he brought up Roleslaying with Roman. He was very happy to bring it up. However, no mention of Sanders Sides at all. I get it, Sides could be chalked up the being long form Vine things seeing as the characters are from Vine but...feels off. I remember times Thomas did advertise Sides on collabs and stuff. But other times he wouldn't really advertise anything specifically and just say the socials' names and just say basic shit like "fun videos with nice messages" etc.

But, I've also taken note that Thomas has been REEEEEEALLY pushing Roleslaying, a series that a lot of us weren't really expecting to be the way it turned out to be. We were just told "Roman series" for like a couple years before it was officially revealed. We all expected Sides Roman and we all felt kinda ripped off. Don't get me wrong, the series is nice and all, has a decent story, and it can be engaging to a degree, but it does have it pit falls. But, he's been really adamant on getting the series popular. Constantly promoting it, making a podcast for it(which to me seems unnecessary) and what seems like begging(to me) for 5 star reviews so that Roman of Reston can read them. Now it's like number 25 on Leisure on Spotify because of it. That is great and all but again, Thomas seems like he's forgetting where this series even originated from...Sanders Sides. His bread and butter. The series that garnered a majority of fans he has. A series we're all waiting for proper episodes for with the same spark and energy that it had originally. It seems Thomas has just lost interest in Sides but knows it's what got him popular on the YouTube space so he keeps it up for the money and relevance(for example Patreon branding). He says he still loves the series and enjoys working on it but the longer it takes to produce, the more it seems like it's taken a back seat in priority. I really hope this season finale is really worth the hype he's been pushing for it. But, the way he's been pushing Roleslaying makes it seem like he's saying "Like this! Please Like this! I wanna do this more!" Thomas, buddy, you need to realize that Roleslaying wouldn't exist without the popularity of Sanders Sides. Hell, Sanders Sides wouldn't exist without the Vine characters.

Now look, I get that Thomas shouldn't be tied down to just doing Sides content. But, using it now as a kind of cash grap and attention grabber like dangling keys in front of child feels sad to me. Feels like lately he's been using it as a buzz word or just for products...which is ironic because all sides merch has been wiped off the merch store. Sure, it could be making way for new ideas but they've made several over the years under the same manufacturer and didn't do this before. So, it feels off. If it was because they were out of stock, they could just list it as "Sold Out", not wipe it entirely. And Now he's released Roleslaying merch and new Could be Gayer merch. Which that's fine, just feels weird that that is all that is available right now. Especially because I remember Thomas talking about hoodies for each side back in December of 2021 but a manufacturing issue came up. He said that it was due to the company not being able to do "custom orders" like that detailed. Which, I understood. But then like a week or so later, the Bucket Hats were released which just didn't really help the previous statement. So this whole thing feels off. I'm just hoping it's just a wait of restock or new design releases in the future.

I know this year has been hard on Thomas to do what he wanted in terms of the season finale. I hope that now that things are seemingly getting better, he'll continue the promise he made this year into next year of getting at least Part 1 of it out, maybe two if lucky. I just feel like Sides has plummeted from grace. What it once had is now a slowly crumbling ancient temple, that the more you try to patch it and keep it up..it doesn't last long. If there isn't a significant restoration done soon, it'll all fall apart. I pray that once the Season finale is released, the fandom will have a resurgence. Old fanders come back, animatics are everywhere, art is flying out like hot cakes, forums are booming, it's trending everywhere, and the fandom is reborn...and hope it stays that way into the third and final season. Hell, I hope Joan does come back to a degree and revive the husk the series has become. But, it's up to them to decide that. Now, seems like Quil is the only one left of the old writers of the series. And if she leaves, season 3 is going to be wild and may not even feel canon but again we have yet to see that.

I just want what drew me to this series back again. Is that too much to ask genuinely?

#ts criticism #ts critical #ts opinion

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Hi, hello,

I'd like to hear something about the skin wip

Hi, hello! Skin is my actual Lighthouse AU after someone sent me this super funny ask registering their displeasure with my choice of fandom for the Seventies SF AU, named Lighthouses. I'm very easily encouraged. Even when being discouraged for something I'm not actually doing. I laughed about doing one and then went and wrote in Untitled 1:

Lighthouse Keeper AU - Hob is lighthouse keeper, Dream is human or else eldritch sea creature - or SEEMS human but is a selkie/changeling who will return? Either star-crossed romance or like, gothic romance - lots of gay sex and desire and the sea, old-timey language, lanterns, etc, wailing wind, Forbidden Acts Isolation, alienation from other men, being Slightly Off, loneliness, exploring where you shouldn’t Hob fucks selkie who is also Dream?? Why would Dream be lighthouse keeper? Maybe he murders them but like, Hob found his skin or something and he has to pretend to be a human lighthouse keeper Hob finding journal entries suggesting imminent and terrifying demise of former keepers, can link them to Dream in some way

I also wrote 'all dialogue should be in iambic pentameter' but we'll pretend I didn't.

What can I say about it? I think it can be best described by the fact I scrolled through the WIP as it is now, a collection of scraps and research curios and a couple half-written scenes, and came across:

Beware the shore on haar and hoolan night, beware the sea of star-lost whalers’ plight

Which I have no, and I mean NO recollection of writing, but has no results when I google it. That's sort of the energy I want for the whole thing. Gothic horror fever dream. Claustrophobia and a locked-room mystery. Men driven to terror and mad loneliness and violence. Letters that arrive too late. Thievery and suspicion and revenge. Greed and possession. Becoming/loving the monstrous.

Some of the notes I evidently left myself that don't read as unhinged at allllll under the cut, if you want to read more about it still:

Smalls lighthouse - great oak stilts slime!!! rocks!! smoking! salt water wind, stabbing kind of rain, the way wind buffets first and moisture on it secondary, white waves, seabirds hanging in the air like mobile above a crib, carving with a knife, bleeding - nicking finger, dream looking over as he sucks it - is whittling the selkie/monster form alcohol maybe something weird where dream refuses alcohol and hob finds out something wrong with their water supply - dream is just drinking saltwater hob giving season of the mists style toast sailors have used tobacco pouches made from sealskin ‘where did you put my skin? where did you put my skin?’ bonding over lost sons hob sends pigeon or message otherwise thanking for relief, noting supply shortage, or smthn. days later gets message back being like, no relief sent. protean forms - changing easily - from god proteus - a protean selkie?? Fiddler's Green is an after-life where there is perpetual mirth, a fiddle that never stops playing, and dancers who never tire. In 19th-century English maritime folklore, it was a kind of after-life for sailors who had served at least fifty years at sea. important that lighthouse is decaying, used to be nice, now is not gothic theme of ascent/descent with ladder images of death etc claustrophobic, sunless environment, action at night or in fog - no sun imagination over reason

I've never done gothic before and I'm super excited to explore it with this story! I'm going for something like, old and musty smelling, sort of The Terror, lighthouse-edition, except with less death and more monster-fucking. A sluttier The Lighthouse (2019).

#disclaimer i have seen NONE of the terror #just read some very good fanfic for it #i think my great joy in this one will be the lurid indulgent ATMOSPHERE of it all #and the fussiest joy in trying to get an ear for the language of it #asks #wip title ask game #skin #lighthouse au #my process #my very normal process

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adobe-outdesign · 9 months

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Since you've covered the Talonflame line in the meantime, may I (officially) request a Spheal review ? Alternatively, Furfrou. I don't know why, but I have this guy in mind as of late...

ROUND. 10/10

But seriously, making something cute that's also excessively chubby and spherical is always a guaranteed hit. The actual design is nice, with two little fangs (foreshadowing to it becoming a walrus later) and a pleasant blue color with cream accents. The underbelly helps break things up a bit and the white spots give it a more naturalistic feeling. No complaints here.

With that said, I always found the rest of the line a little underwhelming. Being Round(TM) was Spheal's entire thing, so once that's dropped, you're left with a very standard seal/sea lion. There's nothing wrong with the visuals—the whiskers are a fun shape and the markings are pretty—but there's nothing to really make it stand out in someone's mind.

One thing I think could've been done is to emphasize this part of the 'dex:

The idea of it balancing Spheal on its nose the same way sea lions balance balls is really fun and cute, but nothing about the 'mon itself reflects this (correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think we've ever seen it do it in any Pokemon media period).

I think this line could've taken a Dragapult approach by showing Sealeo actually with a Spheal at all times. Then you have a simple theme of round seal -> sea lion balancing a ball that would've been much more interesting. Of course, that would only work if the line was two stages, which brings us to...

Walrein is a bit more unique than Sealeo because it's our first and currently only walrus Pokemon. However, I do think it suffers a bit from the same lack of theme Sealeo has. The fur is an interesting shape and looks a bit like waves from the back, and the rings around its neck and tail help establish the amount of blubber it has, but it's otherwise a pretty straightforward walrus. Nice looking enough, but not much going on with it beyond that.

(Side note: I think one thing this line could use is a regional. In all honesty I'm not even sure what they'd do with one, but regionals are a good way to spice up concepts that are otherwise lacking.)

Anyway, overall: Spheal is adorable and has a fun concept in just how round it is, but the rest of the line feels a bit lacking, having dropped the original concept without adding much new. That said, everything here is nicely designed with few visual issues, so they'll certainly serve their purpose if you just want a good looking sea lion or walrus 'mon.

#I have a soft spot for walrein because the ex card shown above is the only one I ever pulled and was my strongest card for years #spheal #sealeo #walrein #pokemon #pokemon reviews #.gif

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ivorys-back · 3 months

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New TWOF prequel incoming!

Okay, so you know how I've been infodumping a lot about Luzbel lately? Well, it's not for no reason because I'm making a new prequel that's all about him! It's called "Hymn of the Gods", and it's focused on Luzbel's growth as he struggles to fit in amongst the gods of the Skylands, all while facing the growing threat of the Underworld.

I just finished the Olympian's designs, and soon I'll be working on the Egyptians.

Let's kick things off with Zeus, the God of Thunder and the king himself! While he is a womanizer and has fathered many children with many mortal women, he still loves his wife Hera. He would split a planet in half for his children, and is very protective of his subjects, both divine and mortal.

Speaking of Hera, here she is! She's the goddess of marriage, and while she did always get mad at Zeus for cheating on her with mortal women, she just accepted that that's just how he is and she's calmed down about it. She's even friends with a lot of his spouses like Leto (Artemis and Apollo), Alcmene (Hercules), Semele (Dionysus), and many others.

Overall, she's very motherly and kind towards her children, but can also be very strict if they misbehave or are cruel to each other or other creatures.

Poseidon, the God of the Seas! Not much to say about him except that the sea reflects his mood, typical of an ocean god. On days when he's calm, the sea is calm and sailors can go by effortlessly. On days when he's pissed, the sea is tossing and turning with storms and tidal waves; he could drown a whole city if he wanted to, but he's not that ruthless. He's an excellent brother to Zeus and Hades, they make a great trio.

I've mentioned Hades a few times on this blog, and here he is in the flesh! He's the God of the Underworld, and despite him having a bad rep when it comes to underworld gods (I blame Disney for taking so many liberties with the Hercules movie; don't get me wrong, I like it, I just don't like how inaccurate it is to the real story), he's a nice guy and is always willing to listen if any of his subjects have something to say.

He loves his wife Persephone deeply, and would do anything for her. He's also became good friends with Orpheus after he died (he had to sit through at least an hour of tearful apologies of how stupid Orpheus was to look back at Eurydice), but now that Orphie and his beloved are reunited in the afterlife, all is well.

Demeter is the Goddess of the Harvest, and is easily the most strict and motherly of them all. She's very protective of her daughter Persephone, and while she had her complaints when Hades took her to the Underworld (they had been meeting in secret a few weeks prior because Persephone didn't want to be constantly controlled by Demeter all the time, and because Hades was the only one who treated her like an adult), she's alright about it now and even invites Hades over sometimes.

Hestia is the Goddess of the Hearth, and the oldest of her siblings (well, technically also the youngest since Kronos threw her up last since she was the first child he swallowed).

She's one of the more solitary gods, preferring to watch over and mingle among mortals since she enjoys their theatrics and culture.

Athena is the goddess of wisdom, and the oldest of the demigod Olympians. As we all know, she was expelled from Zeus' forehead after he swallowed his first wife Metis (who, in my AU, was expelled from him later in the same fashion), and as we know she came out full-grown and ready to kick some ass.

She's very smart and is well-read on all sorts of subjects, but she's also very smart and strategic when it comes to battle, which is where her association with war comes from.

Ares is the God of War, and exactly what you'd expect of him: brash, reckless, cruel, all that jazz. He's actually the real reason why Hephaestus is crippled the way he is.

In most stories, it's either Hera or Zeus that throws Hephaestus off of Mount Olympus after he's born, but in my AU it's Ares who pushed him when they were kids because he was jealous of how well-treated Hephaestus was compared to him (not that Ares wasn't treated well, he was just too much for his parents to handle). He was punished after this, and his ego only grew as he got older.

Hephaestus is the God of Blacksmithing, and is very calm and rational and smart. He brought the gift of machinery to man, and he made the first robots, which were made of bronze and given life so that they could move and do things all on their own.

He's very gentle as well, and despite the stories, he and his wife Aphrodite are a fabulous couple. He treats her very well and showers her with jewelry that he crafts himself, and her most prized treasure is the girdle he made for her as a wedding gift.

Aphrodite is the Goddess of Love, and that title is not lost on her. She's very sweet and gentle with everyone, and is more than willing to help out others with their relationships, whether it's romantic or not. She's deeply in love with Hephaestus, and hates Ares with a passion (the bad kind). The reason she married Hephaestus was because Zeus was afraid that the male gods would get into a fight over who would be her husband, and that someone would get hurt, so he asked her who she would like to marry and she chose Hephaestus.

As for the time when Ares got tricked and was caught up in chains, Aphrodite was sick and tired of Ares' constant advances and mistreatment toward her, so she and Hephaestus came up with a plan to trick him and expose his misdeeds to the gods. So Hephaestus created a net of chains that were so thin they were nearly invisible but were very strong, and strung them all around his and Aphrodite's bedroom, and instructed Aphrodite to wait for Ares to try and sneak in while he pretended to go on a trip. When Ares arrived, once he was within three feet of the bed he was suddenly caught and trapped in the net, and Hephaestus came back with all the other gods in tow. After that, Ares steered clear of Aphrodite and Hephaestus and just didn't even bother with them anymore.

Apollo is the god of the sun, healing, and music. He's very gentle but also kind of a wisecracker, and is one of the more laid-back gods. He runs an infirmary on Olympus, where he takes care of the injured after a battle or if there's an accident, and makes no exceptions to whoever he's healing.

Artemis is the goddess of the moon and the hunt, and is Apollo's twin sister. She's a bit of a tomboy, not even bothering with men (except her friendship with Orion), and spends a lot of time with her nymphs and dogs in the forest.

Hermes is the god of travelers, thieves, and messages. If anyone has a message to go to the other Skylands, they go to Hermes. That's partially why he's the smallest of the Olympians; his small size makes him faster, and he's mostly found hovering in the air or relaxing.

Last but not least, we have Dionysus, the god of wine and merrymaking. He's either too drunk or too sober, either way that's how you've got him. He's always one to host and go to parties and get-togethers in the Skylands (especially if there's booze, he bee-lines off to Asgard for those). He has a pet leopard, and looks after a grapevine that's grown so much it's all over the inside of his temple on Olympus now. Overall, he's a chill guy and good to hang out with.

And that's all I've got for the Olympians! I'll move on to the Egyptians, and then the Asgardians.

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my-own-walker · 6 months

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Someone You've Never Seen Before

A Kyle Spencer Fan Fiction

frat!kyle AU, fem!main character, sexual themes, mature language, use of drugs and alcohol, frat boy antics

15.

*TW for this chapter: Proceed with caution if SA-themes trigger you. If things don't seem right at a party, find a friend! Get out of the situation. And make sure you cover your drink!*

KYLE'S POV

I got to Kappa Alpha around 10 p.m. I got coerced into going by Lance, one of my brothers, while eating a late-night snack in the house's kitchen. In the dim light of the room, he begged me to come with him between gulps of milk (drank straight from the carton, mind you) as I ate an apple.

Submitting to his will, I threw on some jeans, and a pair of sneakers, and left to begin yet another weekend of drinking. That was about all I knew how to do anymore.

The KA house was already almost at capacity when we got there. I wasn't sure of the details of the party, just that there was one, and that it was at KA. I followed Lance blindly, and there I was. Some people were dressed way too nicely for a regular function, which led me to believe that this may have been the afterparty for a formal.

I slithered through the droves of people, saying hi to people I recognized as I went. I wanted to get to the drinks, and I wanted to get to the drinks fast.

Then, there she was, leaning against the wall in the living room, wearing a pretty dress. She spoke closely with a decently tall guy. I tried to make out who it was without staring too hard. I decided to temporarily pause my quest for a drink and have a little stakeout. Seeing her there, so happy, made my chest hurt.

I spotted a place on a couch against the opposite wall and set my sights on it. I settled there for the moment, finding myself in a front-row seat to a scene I didn't want to see. Julian Garcia chatting Hannah up.

I knew of Julian, but not much at all. I knew he was KA. I knew he was a senior. But that was about where my knowledge stopped.

He bent down dramatically to speak to her, in my opinion, trying to appear taller than he truly was. I thought I might hurl. Although, he was more her type. I could see it instantly. The glimmer in her eyes as she took him in hurt to look at. She was different. He was, too.

My breath hitched as I watched him touch her, both of his hands holding onto her shoulders. Then, he spun her around and began guiding her through the sea of people toward the wall the couch I was sitting on was on. I shrunk down in the seat, still keeping an eye on the two. Julian produced a key from his pocket and unlocked the door in front of them. I felt sick seeing him pull her in and shut the door behind them.

It hurt to watch her enjoy someone so much. I wondered if she enjoyed her time with me that much. I felt homesick for arms that didn't want to hold me anymore.

Deciding I couldn't take it anymore, I stood quickly and walked with determination to the kitchen.

The dining room table had become a makeshift pong table. The counters were littered with bottles of beer and liquor. I spotted Lily Davies in the corner, watching the pong game. I made a beeline for the beer, grabbing one, twisting the bottle open swiftly, and knocking it back.

"Kyle?" a panicked voice asked from behind me. "Kyle!"

I turned around in the wrong direction at first, so I backtracked, finally seeing Lily standing behind me in the basement. Her face was contorted with worry. "Hey, uh, Lily." I migrated to the basement to get away from the possibility of seeing Hannah and Julian flirting. Seeing Lily Davies took me aback, though. Hearing her address me shook me even more.

She's here to yell at me, I thought. She's here to tell me off for what I did. I don't blame her. She should just hit me. I'm such a-

"Is Hannah with you?" she yell-asked sternly over the loud music.

I looked around, dumbfounded. "N-no?" I answered, utterly confused as to why she'd be asking.

"Fuck, okay," she groaned. "I don't know why I even asked you." The way she spat the word "you" hit me like a knife to the heart. It only confirmed that Hannah hated me.

"Why? What's going on?" I asked, concerned.

"I can't fucking find her," she shouted, looking down at her phone.

"Have you tried texting her?" I suggested, trying my best to help and maybe right a wrong.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "A world of good that would do, huh?" she snarked, producing a second phone, Hannah's phone, from the front of her dress. "She gave it to me when we got here."

"I- I can help you look, or-"

"Something just feels wrong. I don't know. Something feels wrong," Lily rambled. "No one can tell me where she is, like, no one's seen her."

"I've seen her," I asserted, my eyes growing wide. "She went into Julian Garcia's room last I saw."

"Oh my god!" she yelled, exasperated. "Lead with that, Spencer!" She turned on her heel and stormed toward the stairs. I followed her, because she was right, something felt wrong. Her short-statured form led the way, parting the crowd as she stomped into the living room. She stopped dead in her tracks in the middle of the room and then turned around to face me.

"What?" I asked.

"Fucking following me, Kyle?" she spat.

"I- listen I'm sorry, but if you feel like something's wrong then I feel like something's wrong, I- I-"

"You never told me which room is Julian's. Is he upstairs?"

"N-no his door is right over there," I replied, pointing in the direction of the room I had just seen Hannah disappear into under an hour ago. Lily spun around again and walked quickly toward the door. Once again, I followed.

She tried the knob to no avail. She shook it a few times before giving up. "I can't fucking get it open!" she yelled. Her fist made forceful contact with the door multiple times.

"Let me try," I said, calmly, gently guiding her out of my way with the back of my hand. I grabbed the doorknob and attempted to turn it. It didn't budge. I beat my palm on the door a few times before resting my ear against it, trying to hear what was going on inside.

It was silent at first. Then I heard a female voice whimper. They're fucking, I thought, rolling my eyes. The thought was cut short, though, by a male's harsh voice. "Shut the fuck up!" he hissed. My stomach dropped. Shit. Shit.

"Lily, move back," I warned through gritted teeth, as calmly as I could. "In fact, get the people around this door to move the fuck back."

Lily stumbled backward with a horrified look on her face and began pushing people away from me. I stepped back and took a deep breath, steeling myself, trying to remember what I had learned on the internet. Right next to the knob. Next to the knob. You got it. Go.

I planted my left foot and kicked the door with my right, right next to the doorknob. It flew open flimsily.

The scene inside stole my breath and made my head buzz with rage. Julian was on top of Hannah, his hand planted firmly over her mouth. She was clothed, but probably wouldn't have been for long. Julian's head snapped up, a sinister expression on his face.

"Get the fuck off of her," I screamed, charging the bed. Julian flipped off of her and scrambled to stand in the middle of the room, his hands up in the air.

"Hey, man, I don't walk in on you when you're trying to fuck," he contended.

I glanced over at Hannah and saw her, eyes closed, moving sluggishly with a pained expression on her face. She tried to flutter her eyelids open, but she couldn't physically keep them that way for long.

"There's something wrong with her. What did you do to her?" I shouted, seeing red. He didn't reply. I started toward him. "What the fuck did you do to her?!"

"She's just too drunk, man," Julian tried, a disgusting smirk on his lips.

"Don't fucking lie!" I yelled, getting in his face. I lowered my voice and through gritted teeth spoke again. "If you tell me what you gave her, I won't call the fucking cops."

He laughed sickly. "Just a roofie, dude," he answered, nonchalantly. "It's no big deal."

Blinding, white-hot rage shut my brain off. It only came back when my fist made contact with Julian's cheek. He stumbled backward and held his cheek. I rushed over to Hannah, who was still slowly writhing in his bed and scooped her up bridal style.

"Fuck, oh my god, fuck," Lily repeated, panicking, as she followed me, carrying Hannah, out of the house. "Kyle, oh my god, is she okay?"

"I don't know yet," I muttered, not seeing anything beyond Hannah, the ground in front of me, and the empty sidewalk just a few yards away from the house. Away from the chaos. I knelt down as soon as I got there, cradling Hannah gently.

"Hannah!" Lily cried out, rushing to kneel in front of me. She touched Hannah's face and got no response. "Oh god." She began to cry.

"Lily, can you call a ride or something? She got roofied."

"Did he hurt her? Did he touch her? Oh my god," she sobbed, rubbing Hannah's face softly.

"I don't think so, Lily, but we need to get her someplace safe," I insisted.

"Right," she sniffled, "right, I'll...fuck, I'll call Leon, I don't know." She typed searched for his contact in her phone with shaking hands and pressed the button to call him. She reached him within a few rings and walked a few steps away to talk.

I looked down at Hannah and wanted to cry. She had no idea how badly I wanted to hold her like this again, and for it to be in this context shattered my heart into a million pieces. I brushed a piece of hair out of her face. Her eyes fluttered open for a moment.

"Hey, hey, it's okay. You're okay," I cooed, speaking through the lump in my throat. "I've got you. You're safe."

"Kyle," she mumbled, before closing her eyes again and slumping, her head falling to the side. It felt like all of the air in my lungs got stolen all at once. That single word meant more than she would ever know.

"Leon's on his way," Lily breathed, kneeling back down in front of Hannah. "It's okay Han. We got you, baby girl. We're gonna get you home."

The world closed in on me. I looked down at her face and saw nothing but her. Felt nothing but her. In the middle of the chaos, there was Hannah. I needed to be calm for her. I needed to help her. And that was all that mattered.

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bisquid · 5 months

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There are days when I feel like I am legitimately going mad

I just-

There is so much going wrong - all over the world! - that can be fixed! Maybe not easily, but certainly possibly!

So much that needs to be done that seems to me, and many many others, to be basic common sense! Simple cause and effect!

And yet

We're forced to watch, helpless, as politicians and corporations and fucking billionaires just go 'yeah... No. Not gonna do that, because it might be mildly inconvenient for me personally' and there's just... Nothing we can do? Like, yeah obviously vote in the best people and attend protests and whatnot, I'm not saying don't do that, but it's all just so

How fucking dare they? How dare they waste our lives and our planet and our fucking FUTURES in a selfish short sighted bid to line their own pockets??

It just feels so.... Just. How? Why? In what possible world is this a fair and equitable system??

"please stop burning fossil fuels so the planet doesn't become uninhabitable within our lifetimes?" "....nah"

"please spend some of our tax money to fund the NHS?" "Ah but see all that tax money is gone! We spent it deporting immigrants, because they're clearly the problem here"

"could you maybe stop allowing demonstrably destructive farming techniques because they're bad for the environment, the natural world and human health?" "....well Monsanto have paid me twenty million dollars to say they're not doing anything wrong, so... No. Too bad"

I just????

And everyone's going on like this is normal, like the whole world being held hostage to imaginary currency - which about 90% of economics is - is a perfectly reasonable state of affairs and not completely ludicrous-

Why are people working themselves into an early grave to line the pockets of a handful of already-rich businessmen? Why is this allowed?? How?

I am a firm believer that violent revolution will cause far more problems than it solves, with a nice bonus of 'mass mortality', but I can see how people decide it's the only option. What's the alternative? Spending every precious moment of free time working to get more leftist politicians in at every level of government, everywhere, while large chunks of the population too stupid or selfish or willfully ignorant to understand the stakes try to block you at every turn? Waiting for years for more progressive policies, while people die and forests burn and rich white men in suits throw tantrums because the line on a graph went up slightly slower than they imagined it would?

When do they get to be the ones forced to compromise again and again because the people in power don't give a shit about their precious stocks? When's our turn to say "yeah we're not gonna do that, because that's a demonstrably fucking terrible idea, and would make us personally less happy"?

The worst thing - the worst thing of all - is that their greed and destructive policies will fuck them over too! There will come a point where they discover that you can't negotiate with wildfire, or famine, or rising sea levels, but by the time they've learned the contents of their bank accounts does not actually affect the laws of physics.... It will be far, far too late for almost everyone else. Telling Bezos and Musk and fucking BoJo 'we told you so' will be cold fucking comfort by then

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machisoon · 2 months

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Hello! I really like your writing, and I was wondering if you could perhaps write Bennett and Older Brother Reader? (platonic ofc, I'm not into incest)

The reader lives in Inazuma and decides to surprise Benny by visiting him during the Windblume festival!

-Aspheera

(AA... This scenario is so cute, I love writing platonic things!! Also sorry for taking this request extremely late! And sorry if any lore based things are wrong I haven't been on genshin in a while (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)..)

Pairing: Bennet X OlderBrother!Reader

CW: Nothing Bad Just Fluff, Platonic!

Synopsis: Recently You Heard News Of The Windblume Festival Going On And Desperately Wanted To See Your Brother Bennet! You Ultimately Decided To Surprise Him. (Beidou Is In This Because Obviously You Need A Way To Get Out Of Inazuma lol.)

This time you had too, you've been aching to see your brother Bennet. It's been a while, the complications mostly come from you guys living really far. You live in Inazuma as Bennet lives in Mondstadt, this makes you guys very separate and it makes it even worse knowing Inazuma is surrounded by nothing but the sea and it's just as hard to leave. Hearing news of Mondstadt's one of a kind: Windblume Festival you decided it was just the right time to go see your brother. You've been planning how to get out of Inazuma for a while but when you recently met "Captain Beidou." She recently offered to help sail you out of Inazuma and get to Mondstadt.

So here you were fixing your hair getting yourself ready, You had to sneak to a more sandy and secluded part where her boat would be parked, everything has been planned out as you were gleaming with joy, imagining Bennet turning around to the sound of you yelling "Hey Benny!" To him. And just as excited to step in the Nation Of Freedom. As you place your wooden brush neatly onto the shelf you run to your door swooping up your shoes fastening them tightly.

You take one final breath, storming out your house and to the place you and Beidou arranged. There was her big wooden boat with the nice flags for safe sailing. You've never actually been on a boat before so I guess it was more of a challenge to test if you had sea sickness.

"Beidou you up there?" You yell out. Suddenly she perks up staring down at you. She gives a soft smile. "Just on time I see, someone's quite excited." She says. She leans down on the wooden edge of the boat. One of her crew members throws down a ladder for you to easily climb. You make your way to a ladder climbing up onto her boat. You notice all the boxes lying around, and all her crew members eyeing you. "Welcome aboard, Y/N." Beidou says, giving your shoulder a pat. "So will there be complications getting out of Inazuma..?" You say. Beidou looks at you letting out a hesitant sigh. "It's more of a maybe. Sometimes these waters can be really aggressive. Especially with lighting. So I suggest you be careful." She responds. You nod your head, you never really went head on with the seas of Inazuma or the lighting but if those extreme measures were needed to see your brother you'd take them.

Your eyes shift open, you ended up knocking out on the boat. It was a very long exhausting ride. Beidou walks in motioning you to come out. You walk out and the bright sun hits your face along with this weirdly calming breeze.. You were here.. You took a moment to really take in your surroundings. You've been to Mondstadt before, it's where you were born before moving to Inazuma. But there was something so calming about the land that made it all the more better. "Y/N are you good from here or do you want us to get you to the town?" Beidou says, her eyebrows raising a bit along with her eye patch. "I'm good, I won't get lost." You say. You've already prepared a map. Beidou smiles and you wave bye to her and climb back down the wooden ladder stepping onto Mondstadt's land. Now the only task was just to get there..

When you saw them tall buildings and the nice stone bridge you knew exactly where you were. You also noticed how nicely decorated Mondstadt was even from a far view. But inside just made your jaw drop. Mondstadt was beautifully decorated head to toe with Blue accents and flowers extending across some of the buildings. You didn't know how it was possible but The Nation Of Freedom definitely knew how to make it feel like "Freedom." You noticed a bunch of people walking around talking to relatives and giving gifts to them as a sign of love and admiration.

Your eyes dart around for any sign of Bennet. And your eyes widen. There he was. He was on a balcony of some sorts seemingly just chilling there, but oh you can imagine what his face will contort into once he sees you. You decide your best bet is to not scare him but to sneak up behind him and say the nickname you gave him. You sneak your way to the staircase making it up the balcony, right behind him.

"Hey Benny!!~~" You say in a sly tone.

The familiarity in your voice elicits Bennet's head to whip around to look behind him. He lets out a short gasp taking in your presence. Before he takes everything in him to run into your arms. You swing him around happily. "I've missed you so much!!" Bennet says in pure happiness. "I've missed you too! I thought that maybe I could try to spend the Windblume Festival with my best brother ever!" You say back. Bennet finally decided to release you from his hug and he looks up at you. "How did you even get out of Inazuma?" He says. "A good friend of mine helped me... And uhh.. What is Windblume Festival about exactly?" You asked.

You were quite embarrassed by this question you asked. You completely forgot about what Windblume Festival is all about.. But Bennet smiles happily and clears his throat. "Well in my Terms it's a festival celebrating Mondstadt's Freedom. And it's about giving gifts to your loved ones and basically looking for love, oh! And to also offer Windblume's to Barbatos! It's just really a festival to spend time with the ones you love." Bennet says happily. "And now we can spend it together!" You respond. Just the thought of you spending such a festival with your Benny was enough to keep you on the edge.

Hours and hours went by of you and Bennet running around exploring all the nice things to do during the Windblume Festival. One thing you did was go to SpringVale to put the wreaths on the Foxes head. But when the sun started going down you and Bennet found yourselves chilling on the edge of Mondstadt's bridge.

Bennet randomly sniffles. You touch his shoulder quite confused till he hugs you tightly with tears running down his cheeks. "I'd never thought I'd see you again.. thanks bro.." He says. You couldn't help but smile and sigh before ruffling his hair. You playfully nudge his forehead causing him to laugh. You both stare at each other before both pulling something out of your pocket and saying in usion.

"I got this for you."

You both widened your eyes. In both of your hands was a heart necklace that interlocked. A souvenir you secretly bought for each other but wasn't expecting for both to buy the other half. "Wow.. Guess great minds think alike?" You say with a short giggle following. You and Bennet both put the necklaces on each other. "I can't believe we almost got the same gift." He says with a slight amused smile. "Hey... You're my other half anyways." You nudge Bennet and he rests his head on your shoulder as you guys watch the sunset.

"Do you have to back to Inazuma...?"

"No Benny, your big bro will stay here for as long as you like."

Silence filled the air until a short click was heard.

The heart necklaces interlocked.

#(⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠) machi #genshin impact #bennet #bennet x reader #platonic #writers on tumblr #genshin x y/n #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin impact fluff #fluff #older brother core #x reader #windblume festival #monstadt #inazuma

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 9 months

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I think a good way to finish the plot of soyeon and her sister is soyeon fucking her members senseless to teach them a lesson lol

Gosh, I'm finally writing the ending chapter of this story, I'm thrilled about it. Or maybe it can be a new start, who knows?🤭

I remember you all that all the members are G!P in this AU.

~~~

So, the last time we left with the sister of the poor leader being fucked by every single members of the group. Yuqi was the one who started the trend, and quickly all of them followed her steps. Soyeon tried to accept the fact, even unleashing her anger on a good friend of her, but it was not enough to calm her down.

She needed a proper revenge.

And she did it, she got her revenge. But how?

She simply went backwards in time, punishing every member from the last to the first who fucked her sister.

And the first one was the maknae. She knows that even if Shuhua was so confident, she was actually weak in front of the leader. One day the two of them went out for a friendly date night. They were seating in Soyeon's car, looking at the sea, and atmosphere got kinda romantic, but the older girl was not there for lovely things. She was there for revenge, so after the first kisses, they started making out, making the youngest light-headed enough to be like crete in her hands. It was so easy the basically Shuhua get on her knees on her own. She simply couldn't resist to the view of Soyeon's bulge. And the moment the cock was in Shuhua's mouth, Soyeon pressed her head so down that at this point was basically fucking her throat. At the end of that night Shuhua's face was a mess: a mix of cum, tears and smudged make-up. The first one was gone.

Who next? Obviously Minnie, who thought that fucking her sister was just a game. So why to not play again, right? Soyeon organized another games night with her members (this time she didn't bring her sister) and it was the turn of Truth or Dare. Quickly she got her occasion. "Come with me in the other room and accept whatever thing I want to do", Soyeon proposed to the oldest who boldly accepted. Such a foolish move she did there, because now her ass was getting pounded real hard by her leader. The thrusts were rabid and rough. Minnie's voice could have been heard in the entire building, especially when Soyeon copiously filled her ass, leaving her panting on the floor. Two down, other two to go.

The next victim was Miyeon. It was such an easy job for Soyeon. A couple of drinks and the cutie was already all touchy and horny. It was kinda cute to see her trying to hide her erection under her skirt, but still Soyeon was there for a reason. She could have took her to the toilet at least, but no, Soyeon started to fuck Miyeon's ass right on the sofà of the local, where all the people could see them. And when Soyeon pulled her hair with strenght, revealing Miyeon's cute and excited face to the crowd, her dick cum so much on the floor. Too bad that Soyeon didn't stop until she was satisfied. Now only a member was missing.

And that one member was the one who started all of this. The one who who fucked her sister first, just because she thought she can fuck whoever she wants without difficulties or consequences: Yuqi.

And exactly this certainty of her was her weak point, that Soyeon used for her plan. She was so good in acting for a week or so to be horny for Yuqi. She even send to the chinese member some nudes to encourage her. And it worked because night she actually invited her leader to her apartment for "a movie night". She thought that would have been a nice fuck, but, oh boy, if she was wrong.

Soyeon keep playing as horny girl until the last moment, when she surprised Yuqi, handcuffing and blindfolding her. In that instant Yuqi kinda understand what was going to happen to her and for the first time that night, she was right, but it was definitely too late at that point. It was simply at a piece of meat in front of a beast.

Soyeon really enjoyed that night. She started from the mouth, putting her rock hard cock inside till almost reaching the ball. She could feel her throat tightening around her lenght. Yuqi was gagging so loudly, her saliva leaking everywhere. She felt like being in apnea for minutes, until a huge wave of cum almost choked her, making her spit some of the cum in search of oxygen.

But that was only the beginning, because now her ass was the next aim. Soyeon started rimming her, while stroking her cock, but without never letting her cum. She kept edging her and denying the orgasm until the girl from Beijing begged her to let her cum, her voice trembling. And Soyeon satisfied her request...kinda. Infact she put her cock in Yuqi's ass in a single violent hit, making Yuqi gasp and moan together, now her dick finally leaked all the cum outside.

But Soyeon was not impressed, and she just started pounding her ass. The rumor of her balls slapping on Yuqi's ass echoed in all the house, only followed by Yuqi's moans, who at this point just accepted her role of cumdump, enjoying being treated as slut, surrendering to her leader. She could feel her asshole being destroyed by Soyeon's huge cock and honestly she was loving it. Too bad that it went on for hours, until Soyeon was not feeling angry anymore and Yuqi's brain just melted in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Soyeon finally got her revenge.

~~~

Finally I finished and posted this story. Thank you to who requested it and all the people who read and liked it.

As always, lots of love 💙

Zazá

#ask me anything #kpop #kpop girls #kpop smut #gidle soyeon #gidle minnie #gidle yuqi #gidle miyeon #gidle #gidle shuhua #gidle smut #soyeon smut #yuqi smut #minnie smut #shuhua smut #miyeon smut

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roseadleyn · 1 year

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GWIEUEJEN3 JEANETTE WITH A BAKER!S/O,, IT'D BE SUCH A CUTE DYNAMIC

THEY'D BE THE CUTEST OMG OMG

solei i'm on my hands and knees begging ur forgiveness for ur ideas being late, i'm so so sorry 😭

gn reader because solei requested this!!

this takes place after jennette and anastacius start living together

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐝 | 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚.

tw: jennette has some insecurities, and one my ocs makes an appearance in this but they're not named, but apart from that, none ! pure fluff <3

can you guess the oc? <3

there are three stages of life, you've been told.

of course, being a child is the first, when you could complain to your parents, and run around in the mud, and scrape your knees. the next stage is being an adolescent, where everything is spinning, new things are appearing, and confusion and exhilaration are the main themes of this stage. then.. being an adult. your entire life swept up in the chaos of taxes and bills and grocery shopping, and not being able to cry about it if something goes wrong.

well, you had decided to go down a different route. you gave up your education just a few years after starting it to follow your painfully childish dream of opening your own bakery. with a close friend's support and promise to help you at your shop, your great grandparents' (i say grandparents since both loved baking) book of ancient recipes, and your own determination, you do eventually succeed.

and things do go good! people are attracted to your shop because of your friend's sweet, kind nature and your delicious baking and the generosity with which you hand it out. it's not long before your little shop is bustling with business on a daily basis.

your eyes soften as you take it in. clean floors, decorated walls, fluffy carpets and pretty tablecloths. people laughing and talking, mothers feeding small bites of cake to their small kids, and friends giggling and sharing cupcakes. before you can bask in the pride of your shop, the door opens and a young girl walks in.

the first thing you notice about her is that she's absolutely gorgeous. straight light brown hair and jewel green eyes, a kind, open face, small, cute earrings hanging from her ears, dressed in a pale blue and white ensemble. she looks around shyly before stepping up to your counter with a deep breath.

'hello, good afternoon.' she says. her voice is soft. 'my name is jennette. i'd like to place an order, if you please.'

'of course!' your friend returns cheerfully. 'what would you like, miss?'

jennette visibly relaxes at the friendly tone and smiles a little as she replies, 'it's for my cousin's birthday. she likes sweet things so something like chocolate cake would be nice.'

you set to work, mixing some ingredients and looking through your cabinets for the other ones. flour, baking powder.. you lose yourself in this familiar process that you've done a million times, yet also listen to jennette as she discusses the details of the cake with your friend.

'so, do you have anything particular in mind about the size?' your friend asks, her crystalline sea green eyes narrowed in concentration.

jennette ponders this for a moment, and then looks up, 'uhm. please have it slightly on the larger side, but not too big.'

'sure thing.' she closes her notepad. 'we'll have it ready for you by tomorrow, is that alright?'

'perfectly so!' jennette beams at her. 'well, i've got to run. thank you!'

you can feel a smile grow on your face listening to her bright tone.

—

'hello, miss! good morning.' jennette greets. 'i'm here for athanasia's cake, if you please!'

your eyes widen as you turn around from checking on the frosting; wiping your hands on your apron, you ask, 'athanasia? crown princess athanasia?'

jennette seems to realize what she just said and looks bashful. 'uhm, yes.'

'she's your cousin?' another employee, who's filling in the place of your friend (your friend is sick, unfortunately) joins the conversation. 'no wonder you have the jeweled eyes. how'd you end up here?'

jennette flushes pink and stares at the ground. you get the feeling that she isn't comfortable discussing this matter.

'drop it, idiot.' you mutter to him, nudging him in the side, and he gives you a half-hearted glare and vanishes into the kitchen.

jennette gives you a shy, thankful smile and you feel your heart pitter patter in your chest. grinning at her, you say, 'your cake is ready to go, i just need to package it, okay? and one more small thing. which color box would you prefer, miss?'

she thinks for a moment, and then says, 'golden, a lighter shade of golden, like sunlight. oh, i'm being too specific and picky, aren't i? sorry —'

you laugh gently, 'no, you're fine. we have boxes like that. let me get it for you.'

you step into the kitchen to get the cake. it's a chocolate cake, three layered, each layer bursting with chocolate chips, and you've surrounded it with small, vanilla flavored rectangles that say 'happy birthday!' all around. you carefully place it into a square box, the color of sunshine, and wrap it with a silk white ribbon.

'here you go!' you cheerfully hand her the box. 'i hope it's to your liking.'

jennette lets out a soft sigh of delight. 'oh, it's wonderful! thank you so much! uhm, about the payment —'

'yes, about that...your father, or so the man said, paid yesterday.'

jennette brightens immediately. 'father did? i didn't expect that, he's been calling athanasia's birthday party a nuisance for weeks now —'

you look at her with questioning eyes. why would athanasia's uncle call her birthday party a nuisance?

again jennette seems to realize how much she's let slip, going bright pink before fiddling with ribbon. then, as though steeling herself, she asks, 'do you like the princess?'

you blink and then nod excitedly, 'yes! she's so inspiring, i really do. she's also so pretty!'

jennette's smile seems to falter. 'ah, i.. i don't blame you. she is amazing!' then, pretending to look outside, 'goodness, i'm late. thank you! see you soon.'

and before you can ask her what's happening, she's gone.

—

jennette walks up the hill to her house feeling as though there's a shard of ice in her chest. did this mean you liked athanasia? did you like athanasia more than her? athanasia was lovely, of course.. were you just acting friendly to her for sake of business or what?

you're overreacting, she sternly tells herself. get yourself together, today is athy's birthday.

as soon as she walks through the doors, she's tackled with a full body hug from athanasia. 'jetty! how are you? it's been so long.. oh, is this for me? you didn't have to!'

jennette sucks in a deep breath and hugs her cousin back. 'oh, a friend downtown made this.'

athanasia pulls back, surprised. 'really?'

jennette laughs. 'mhm, my friend owns a bakery.'

the party drags well into the night, and by the end of the day jennette is feeling cheerful and happy. she escapes from the crowded house to the balcony outside. reveling in the night air on her skin, she looks towards your bakery from her balcony in the sandstone villa on the hill.

were you thinking of her?

—

you cannot get jennette out of your head.

you toss and turn all night.

—

months pass and you have the fattest crush on jennette. your friend has gotten extremely tired of hearing your lovesick ranting about everything, from her eyes to the hat she wore yesterday.

'oh my god. will you shut up?'

'why?'

'just confess, idiot!'

'no!'

you mix the cake batter with renewed vigor, but you can't help but dwell on her words. what if you did confess? your friend shakes her head as though she thinks you're a lost cause.

jennette should come with a warning label, you think, idly. something like, BEWARE! you will fall in love with her doe eyes and stupid smile! you will suffer from heartache!

that day, after closing up, you're on your way to meet jennette in a little clearing some minutes away from your bakery. as you head outside, your friend calls out, 'it looks like it might rain, [name]!'

'i'll be okay! see you.'

you stroll up the hill, adoring the peace at this time of day. the clearing is always draped in green vines, sunlight filtering through them; you smile just thinking about the place.

and you spot her standing with some people up ahead. they're.. they're talking about you.

'no, seriously? you like them? romantically? you like them?'

the person's voice was filled with contempt and derision. 'you fell for that nutty, messy baker?'

it's a sensation of falling through the ground when you hear jennette laugh.

you turn and run as raindrops start pouring.

—

jennette gives a nervous laugh, even though she's extremely irritated by this person insulting you. 'don't say that.. they're really nice, they're so sweet, i really do like them —'

she gives a gasp as she sees your fleeing figure. giving a stony glare to the person, she sprints after you, being completely soaked to the skin in her rush to find you.

you're in the little clearing. how, why, are you so beautiful?

jennette sits down by your form. waits.

'jennette.' your voice is trembling. 'you've hurt me.'

'i know.'

silence.

'i'm sorry.' she pleads.

'are you?'

'i wasn't laughing at you! i was laughing slightly since i was nervous! why would i laugh at you?'

'you wouldn't be the first to.' you mutter, wrapping your arms around your knees.

jennette decides that desperate times call for desperate measures.

she throws herself into your arms, her lips meeting yours. and it's like the world melts away, her kiss is clumsy and sweet and innocent, and you hug her closer like she'll vanish once you let go.

'i love you.' jennette says, pulling back, bright red. 'i really do.'

you breathe in the rainy air and jennette's flowery comfort and sigh softly. 'i know. i love you too.'

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tagging ; @rouecentric, @ykassu / @ylxntis, @elychee, @mysticmeena, @d10nsaint, @dxmoness, @that-one-pretty-bitch, @dion-s-lawyer, @giyuus0nlywife, @lady-navier0357, @nxccolo, and @cerisearan.

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#꒰ ☽︎ ꒱ — stars.#I HATE THIS. DIE #ew my worst piece of writing yet #yes i criticize my own writing it's a thing i do #no seriously this is late AND cringy #ah well #who made me a princess #wmmap #wmmap x reader #wmmap jennette x reader #wmmap jennette #who made me a princess jennette #suddenly became a princess one day #i've got to sleep early since tomorrow's an important day so i haven't proofread this that well yet #sorry i did editing and proofreading really messily #goodnight <3

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calimera62 · 2 years

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Tanz der Vampire, act 1 : A crack and shitty summary

Alfred: He ho he, Professor, where are you?

Alfred: Ugh. Why did I think following my old mentor in a faraway land in the dead of winter would be a good idea?

Villagers: Hello. A bit late for the touristic season, isn’t it? You look frozen to death!

Alfred: You don’t say

Villagers: Thankfully, we have just the thing for you... GARLIC!

Alfred: wut?

Villagers: Garlic makes you strong! It cures everything! It makes you tall and beautiful! Garlic is everything!

Abronsius: For no reason at all, is there a castle in the area per chance?

Villagers: A castle? What’s a castle? We don’t know what’s a castle and where it is!

Alfred: This is the strangest place ever…

Sarah: -appears-

Alfred: Never mind, I want to stay here forever!

Chagal: What did I tell you Sarah? No bathroom!

Sarah: You never let me do what I want

Chagal: Skip the drama, stay with papa, papa knows best

Sarah: Hi! I’m a lonely girl with no distraction who wants to fly away from home, and I think I like you

Alfred: Hi, I’m a naive and romantically inexperienced young man, and I think I like you

Alfred & Sarah: THIS MUST BE TRUE LOVE!

Graf von Krolock: Be prepared, for I am coming

Graf von Krolock: By the way, God is dead and we are cursed to live forever.

Villagers: A new day is coming. It would be such a nice day if SOMEONE wasn’t pestering us with questions.

Abronsius: Have you heard about our lord and saviour, LOGIC?

Sarah: Do you know what I would really, really, really like you to give me?

Alfred: -flustered-

Sarah: It’s something warm and soft and wet. It makes me feel so good and relaxed.

Alfred : …

Sarah: I’m definitely talking about a bath

Alfred: I think I just got bathzoned

Graf von Krolock: Good evening, starchild! Don’t be afraid!

Sarah: I’m literally naked in my bath but okay

Graf von Krolock: I’m inviting you to the ball I’m organising in my castle!

Sarah: Sure! I mean, you didn’t have to stand on the bathtub to do so, but sure! What could go wrong?

Alfred: Sarah please don’t go!

Sarah: I’m suffocating in here, I’m going away to see the Count!

Alfred: SARAH NO

Sarah: SARAH YES

Abronsius: Oh dear, it seems Mr Chagal got attacked by vampires while looking for his daughter

Abronsius: Not to worry, I know just what to do! We just have to shove this stake inside his heart and his soul will be saved

Mrs Chagal: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

Magda: I’ll check on his corpse, just to make sure the disgusting pig is dead

Mr Chagal: HI THERE :D

Magda: Stay away from me!

Mr Chagal: This cross won’t work on me, I’m a jewish vampire lol

Magda: D:

Mr Chagal: And now to the main course –bites her–

Abronsius: TO DEATH WITH YOU DEMON!

Mr Chagal: Nooo please I’ll become vegetarian

Alfred: No, don't kill him! He can lead us to the castle!

Abronsius: No one lets me have my fun...

-before the castle-

Graf von Krolock: Welcome! I’m the count von Krolock, and I rule over the night. I’m actually more of a night creature, if you take my guess

Graf von Krolock: In case this isn’t obvious, I’m a vampire

Abronsius: Hello. Lovely castle you have here.

Graf von Krolock: i'm glad you like it, you’ll stay here for a *long* time

Abronsius: Very good! I’m Professor Abronsius and this is my young assistant, Alfred.

Graf von Krolock: Pleased to meet you. This is my son Herbert!

Herbert: Hi new meal – I mean, new friend!

Alfred: I have a bad feeling about it…

Graf von Krolock: Oh Alfred, a moment please

Alfred: A VERY bad feeling about it

Graf von Krolock: I have a very interesting proposition for you.

Alfred: Which is?

Graf von Krolock: Ditch the old man and join the dark side.

Alfred: What?

Graf von Krolock: I know what you are feeling and what you desire. Let me guide you.

Alfred: …

Graf von Krolock: Surrender to me. Feel the caress of the night, sink into the sea of eternity with me

Alfred: Are you flirting with me??

Graf von Krolock: I’m a vampire Alfred, this is what we do best

Alfred: Fair enough. *Damn, I think I’m having a bisexual crisis!*

#tanz der vampire #tdv #Alfred #graf von krolock #sarah chagal #abronsius #professor abronsius #herbert von krolock #count von krolock

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