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number-onekidqueen · 1 year

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𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝 - 𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊

Klaus Baudelaire x Isadora Quagmire

fluff

Warnings: forced confession of feelings

"And today, we awaken you with an excerpt of poetry, from the one and only Isadora Quagmire!" Quigley's cheery voice echoed into every room aboard the SSHAMH.

Isadora roused, a sleepy smile spreading across her face as she processed her triplet's words.

It was probably very self-centred, but she enjoyed it very much when her poetry was read aloud. It made her feel one step closer to her dream of becoming a poet.

"This particular poem is surprisingly not a couplet, unlike much of our Isadora's works. It is probably to do with the fact that she couldn't reduce this subject to only two sentences, as she is particularly fond of it, looking at her other poems on-"

Isadora's face paled to the colour of paper.

Couplets were her forte. She adored them.

She only wrote poems or sonnets on one subject.

Or rather, person.

"-without further ado, here it is."

Isadora burst out of her bedroom, eyes alight with desperation, her ankle length nightdress billowing as she sprinted towards the sound of Quigley's voice, ignoring Hector's exclamations of protest and warning.

"Oh, Klaus so fair-"

"SHUT UP QUI-" Isadora screamed, before a hand clamped across her mouth.

"Your chestnut hair, your eyes great pools of cocoa true. When I see you I am not blue, instead great joy engulfs me, as you see, you are greater than anything I've ever had, your presence erases all the bad, my heart becomes a pure white dove, and you only, only you will be my one true love."

As soon as Quigley finished, the hand removed itself from Isadora's mouth.

She whirled around to face the person behind her, her eyes welling in tears of embarrassment and anxiety.

Duncan stood smirking behind her, but blanched when he saw her face.

"Is, what's wrong?"

"What do you think's wrong, Duncan?! You and Quigley just read my private poems and announced my feelings to someone who doesn't like me back!

"And now everything will be changed, and it'll all feel different, and he won't be friends with me, and he won't like me and- Duncan, everything's completely ruined!" Isadora sobbed, sprinting out of the room and back to her bedroom.

She slammed the door and flopped onto her bed, hyperventilating there for a few minutes before a timid knock sounded at the door.

"Yes? Come in," Isadora croaked, hurriedly wiping her tears away and neatening her hair.

Usually she wouldn't care that her brothers would see her cry, but she wanted to reassure them that it was just a prank to her, and she didn't care and to apologise for her antics.

The panic and pain would probably be something she wouldn't live down easily. But the first thing she could do to quicken the process would be to appear unemotional and apologetic.

She was ready for them.

As Klaus walked in and softly closed the door behind him, Isadora's eyes bulged out of her head, and her panic rate began to race once more.

She had to make something up quickly.

"Klaus, the poem you heard-"

"What poem?" Klaus queried confusedly.

Isadora almost died from relief. Thank the heavens, thank the stars, thank fate, thank God. Klaus hadn't heard her poem.

"You didn't hear it?!" She burst, before she could refrain from it.

"No, I did," Klaus said nervously, "I came in to check if you didn't. I just got distracted and said that, which was stupid, I'm sorry."

She had not a clue what to say. Words, her best friends, the only thing she could always rely on to aid her had evaporated from her mind, like puddles on a summer's day.

"Did you m-mean what you said?" Klaus stammered.

There was a pause, and the tension in the air became thicker.

And then she decided.

"Yes, I did," she said boldly.

"I like you too Isadora," Klaus breathed, so soft she almost didn't catch it. "I couldn't have put it into words and phrases as pretty and syncopated as you did just then, you are quite the poet, but I do very much like you. As more than a friend."

They both gazed at each other, wide beams spreading across their faces.

"I'll talk to you tonight, then," Klaus said, withdrawing himself to her door, his grin still wide and strong, "meet you on the veranda at quarter to twelve."

"See you then," Isadora said, and flopped on her bed, once more when the door was closed, but this time in joy.

For once, her brother's pranks had worked in her favour, even though she'd had the fright and embarrassment of her life before this wondrous event.

And finally, finally, finally Isadora had hope she could be happy.

She and her family were safe.

Everything was going to be just fine.

#kladora #klaus x isadora #isadora x klaus #fluff #isadora quagmire #klaus baudelaire #asoue #asoue netflix #a series of unfortunate events

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infiniteimaginings · 1 month

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You’re so Pretty (Klaus Baudelaire x GN!Reader)

Summary: With a peaceful and quiet moment of studying with Klaus, you notice some features on him that you admire. So, you tell him. Pronouns: You/Yours Warnings: Fluff Word Count: 1.2k A/N: This was requested but Tumblr ate the request </3, this one is short and sweet, in my opinion anyways.

Quiet moments are extremely rare in the Baudelaire children's case ever since their parents died. They were constantly on the run, fighting away from Count Olaf and his group of associates, wondering who they could trust and who they couldn’t.

They finally had some sort of quiet at Prufrock Preparatory School, a gloomy boarding school that they were sent to since there were no other guardians to watch over them. They could ignore the nasty comments from Carmelita, the short and pink covered girl who had made it her mission to make everyone feel inadequate to her. They could ignore them because at this school they at least had multiple people defending them and sticking by their sides. Those people were Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, and you.

Isadora and Duncan were currently pretending to be Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire (a sack of flour) for gym class so the two eldest could study, Sunny staying with her siblings. Since there were only three Baudelaire siblings, you went with them to study instead of going with the Quagmires.

Violet had taken Sunny to the library, expressing a need for some English textbooks that were closer to date than the dust covered and ripped pages of the ones she was provided by her teacher earlier that day. Sunny babbled her preference for a change of scenery, something different than the orphan shack they had been shoved into.

Klaus had stayed in the leaky orphan shack, he had all he needed to study. You would have followed Violet to give him a bit of peace but he grasped your wrist gently, asking you to stay so he wouldn’t be alone. You nodded and returned to your seat, asking him a few pop quiz questions to which he answered correctly with no hesitation.

There was a comfortable silence between the two of you. Sounds of pages flipping, pencil scribbling on paper, and the occasional shift in the seat had filled the room. Klaus had been muttering a few facts under his breath as he tried to connect them to the almost useless textbook in front of him.

Your gaze had shifted up from your writings, landing on Klaus’s concentrated expression. A small smile grazed your features before you looked back down, eyes flickering up once more then right back down. You hummed a bit, inhaling a quiet breath, “You’re so pretty Klaus.” You spoke into the room, not even looking up to see his reaction.

It was a simple comment, small compliment. You weren’t embarrassed or nervous to say it, the words actually spilled from your lips rather easily. That’s why you just went back to your work, jotting a few notes, skimming the book. Silence had enveloped the two of you once more and you didn’t mind it, it was a simple comment.

You looked back up to see what page Klaus was on and he was looking right at you, your reflection slightly in his glasses. His face was filled with shock? Confusion? A small blush had formed on his face, so wide that it went from his cheek and inflamed his ears. His eyes were slightly wide, the light from the makeshift light source that Violet made was glossing over them. His mouth was only slightly open, he wasn’t gaping like a fish, but he did look like he was trying to find words. All that came out was a quiet, “What?”

You had blinked at him, already forgetting what you had said until it filled your mind once more. You shrugged, “I said you’re pretty.” You repeated, now making eye contact with him, studies long forgotten. He furrowed his brows, putting his pencil down, “What prompted you to say that?” He asked you.

No one had ever called him…pretty before, so it felt foreign for him to hear it. He hadn’t been doing anything that could gain a compliment of such from anyone, nonetheless you.

You thought about it, tilting your head with a twist of your face as you thought. “Nothing necessarily,” You began, now softening your expression, arms crossing to lay on the table in front of you, “I just looked up and wanted to tell you.” You told him simply, shrugging once more. Klaus pursed his lips, deeply sighing, “You think that I'm…”

“Pretty.”

“Why?”

“Why?” You asked with a raised brow, unsure of what to make of the question.

He nodded, hands now messing with his glasses, “Yes, I did ask why.” He spoke, slightly avoiding your gaze.

You puffed air into your cheeks, shifting your arms on the table for a more comfortable position. You chuckled a bit, “Um, well.” You began, not expecting him to ask such a question. You found his gaze once more, his more hesitant than yours. Your eyes were gentle, welcoming, and kind. “Your glasses are big and they frame your face kind of awkwardly,” You observed to which he shifted and adjusted them, “and it's cute when you have to adjust them.” You giggled out when he did just that.

He had realized he had been caught doing exactly what you described, he playfully rolled his eyes, “Okay, I do not-”

“But they make it easier to see the shine in your eyes.” You interrupted him, the comment caused him to look at you surprised. You cleared your throat, “Your eyes are brown but it's like gold is glittered over them.” You explained, your words met with silence so you decided to continue. You took a deep breath, “You have freckles and they’re prominent when you’re focused.” You continued on, eyes unintentionally scanning over his face where his freckles stare back at you. You turned to face him completely instead of it just being your head, biting the inside of your cheek. “When moonlight or sunlight hits you” You spoke quietly, your own eyes shining, “you kind of glow.” You informed him.

You remembered every time the two of you were outside together, how the sun would shine on him, making him look like some sort of scene from a book. When you walked back to the shack at night, the moon high and bright, his skin would glow like it was absorbing the light, an ethereal look he seemed to never notice about himself.

Klaus listened to your words carefully, following every phrase until you were silent, eyes glistening as they looked into his. It was only then he realized you had finished your explanation. He sputtered a bit trying to find words, moving his hands to awkwardly move his glasses and move hair out of his face. He inhaled deeply, exhaling just the same, “Thank you.” He expressed his gratitude to you quietly, reaching his hand out over the table slowly, nervously.

You noticed this action and moved your hand to move to his. He turned his hand so his palm would be upward and you interlock your fingers with his.

The two of you went back to studying, scribbling on paper and turning pages, fingers still interlaced above the table.

Klaus continued to look through his studies before mumbling a small, “You’re pretty too.” He wasn’t sure if you heard it, so he decided to not repeat it due to him being quite flustered from the past few moments. You did hear it, you smiled and held his hand a little tighter, writing down the boring information from the textbook.

Quiet moments are extremely rare in the Baudelaire children's case. Klaus Baudelaire wished to relive this specific peaceful moment everyday, because he didn’t think about anything else other than you. He would like to keep life that way.

#klaus baudelaire #klaus baudelaire x reader #asoue #asoue x reader #a series of unfortunate events x reader #a series of unfortunate events

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agaypanic · 1 year

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hi can i req a quigley quagmire x fem reader fic?? maybe has something to do with him being jealous + lots of fluff <33

Jealousy Gets You Nowhere (Quigley Quagmire X Reader)

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Summary: Quigley doesn’t like the fact that Y/n and Klaus are friends.

A/N: AU where the Baudelaires and Quagmires aren’t orphans lol

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Quigley Quagmire, like his siblings, always tried to stay optimistic. He believed that looking for a light would prevent you from getting lost in darkness. He was very trusting, quick to make new friends.

So it surprised you when your boyfriend didn’t seem to like one of your new friends, Klaus Baudelaire, that much.

You thought they would’ve gotten along perfectly. They were both interested in learning, especially about niche subjects. They were highly intelligent. Duncan and Isadora seemed to take a liking to Klaus, and usually the Quagmire triplets made pretty similar decisions when it came to who to befriend and trust.

Luckily, Klaus didn’t seem to notice. He didn’t notice how quickly Quigley disguised his displeasure when you introduced them to each other. He didn’t mind when Quigley gave a curt nod instead of shaking Klaus’ hand that was reaching out to him. He didn’t voice his confusion when Quigley’s eyes started darting between him and you with anger and accusation.

But you did. You saw it all, but had no idea why he was acting like this. He was just fine before you opened the door for Klaus. It’s not like Klaus was rude to Quigley in any way. But you had to hold back your questions until the Baudelaire boy had left, not wanting to make him feel unwelcome by pointing out Quigley’s behavior.

“Are you okay?” You asked your boyfriend as soon as the front door closed behind Klaus. You turned to see his expression was noticeably brighter.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” He asked, acting like his entire encounter (or lack thereof) with Klaus hadn’t happened. “Come on, Mom’s making lunch.” He held his hand out for you to take. You sighed before smiling at him. Maybe Quigley was just having an off day and didn’t want to be around a new person. So you decided to let it go.

“Okay.” You took his hand and made your way to the kitchen to see what Mrs. Quagmire was making.

***

If Quigley was having an off day, then he must have been having an off month. Whenever you as much as mentioned Klaus, sourness overtook him, and you had no idea why. But you had a plan to fix it. Klaus had invited you to the library for the afternoon and, with his permission, you dragged Quigley along. You had a feeling that if he knew Klaus would be there, he would make up some excuse to keep the both of you from going. So you decided to just “forget” that little detail.

“Hey, Klaus!” You whispered excitedly to your friend when you spotted him at a table, a small pile of books on it with one open in front of him. He lifted his head to smile at you and your boyfriend.

“Y/n, Quigley! Glad you could make it.” He responded in the same hushed but delighted tone. Quigley pulled out a chair for you to sit in and sat between you and Klaus. Your boyfriend looked at you, irritated that you neglected to tell him that this wasn’t a date to the library but a group hangout with someone he couldn’t seem to stand.

“Sorry we took so long. Quigley needed some convincing to get out of the house.” You said. Klaus waved you off.

“I get that. If I’m being honest, I’m really only here because I’ve read every book in our library.” It amazed you how big of a reader Klaus was. He soaked up every piece of information like a sponge that never stopped expanding.

“Every book?” Quigley asked, arms crossed. He seemed just interested in how Klaus could manage to read so much, but you could tell that he was in disbelief that he could do such a thing. As if it was impossible and Klaus only said it to be impressive.

“It took a while, but yes, every book.” Klaus smiled at your boyfriend, before looking at you. “Speaking of books, I found that one you recommended to me. It’s very interesting so far.”

“I knew you’d like it!” You grinned, seeing that the book you had suggested to Klaus was the one he was reading now. You stood from your seat. “I’ll be right back. I’m gonna grab a book I’ve been looking for.”

“I’ll come with you.” Quigley said eagerly. He stood up and pulled you away from the table and towards the maze of bookcases, despite not knowing what book you were looking for. You started leading the way when he was about to pass the section you knew the book was in. “Why didn’t you tell me he would be here?” Your boyfriend asked with annoyance as he watched you search the shelves.

“You wouldn’t have come if I told you.” You shrugged. “What’s your problem with Klaus, Quigley? He’s been nothing but friendly to you since the start.”

“Oh, and I bet he’s been just friendly to you as well.” Although your back was turned to him, you could feel his eyes roll. You turned around.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t tell me you’re blind, Y/n.” Quigley huffed. When you didn’t budge, he started to do an impression of your friend. “Look at me, I’m so smart. I’ve read every book in my library. I’m such a genius. Oh, Y/n, I love your book recommendations. I’d read every book under the sun if you suggested it because I love words!” You had to hold back a laugh. Sure, it was funny, but this was your friend that Quigley was making fun of.

“He doesn’t sound like that.” You said as you turned back around, trying to find the book you wanted.

“I don’t know. I think I was spot on.”

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous.” Quigley didn’t respond. Finally spotting the book on a higher shelf, you looked around for a stool to drag over. You set one up and looked at him. “Oh my god, Quigley, you are jealous.”

“No, I’m not.” He rolled his eyes, but he moved to stand beside you when you stood up on the stool. Even though you were balanced, he put a hand on your hip, just in case.

“I think you are.”

“I’m not.” He said with finality. He glanced up to see you pull out a book. “Did he recommend that to you?” You smiled, taking his hand as you stepped down to the floor.

“Nope.” You turned the book cover to him. “You did.” He looked at the title and it was indeed the book that he was talking to you about earlier that week. He didn’t technically suggest it for you to read, but he knew that you liked trying to show an interest in the things he was interested.

“Oh…” He didn’t really know what to say now. You squeezed his hand.

“Klaus and I are just friends, Quigley. I only have eyes for you. I’m dating you, after all.”

“I’m sorry.” He said sheepishly.

“I’m not the one you should be apologizing to. Klaus has been nothing but kind, and your jealousy made you a bit of a jerk.” You started to walk back to the table, pulling him with you. “Come on. Time to say sorry.”

Quigley tugged you back before the two of you could get too far. Wrapping his arm around you, he kissed your forehead before resting his head on yours.

“I’m sorry, N/n. I just don’t like sharing you, I guess.” You smiled.

“It’s okay. You just have to get used to it.” He nodded and the two of you broke apart, hands still interlocked. “And get used to it fast, because I’m having lunch with his sisters tomorrow.” Quigley groaned behind you as you two walked towards the table.

“There’s more of them?”

#quigley quagmire x reader #quigley quagmire #asoue #asoue x reader #a series of unfortunate events #a series of unfortunate events x reader #agaypanic

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curiouscreationss · 2 months

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Hi! I saw your comment, and I will definitely be checking out your blog!! :))) Are there any fics you would reccomend starting with? (They can be about anything haha)

Also omg a fellow Loveless and Radio Silence fan yayyy :D

Hi! Thanks for the ask!! :) (it’s good finding another fan!) Here are some of the fics I’ve read that I recommend starting with! :)

This entire series is amazing!! Very in-character and hilarious! It follows the Baudelaires and the Quagmires living together post-canon! :)

Word Count of entire series: 17k

Word Count of fic linked: 5k

🗣️Main characters: Violet Baudelaire🔧, Klaus Baudelaire📖,Sunny Baudelaire🍳, Beatrice II👶, Isadora Quagmire🖋️, Duncan Quagmire📰 and Quigley Quagmire🗺️.

Fic Type:

Found Family

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

Multichapter 📚

Set: Post-Canon⌛️

Rating: Gen ✅

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‘AIIWY’ is one of my personal favourites 💜! It’s brought actual tears to my eyes. No joke, have had to put my phone down to process/pos

Word Count: 18k (Still updates)

🗣️Main Characters: Olivia Caliban, Jacquelin Scieszka and the Quagmire triplets

💘Main Ship: Olivia/Jacquelin

Fic Type:

Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, Fluff and Angst

❤️‍🩹👩‍👩‍👧‍👦🧸🖤

Multichapter 📚

Set: Post-Canon⌛️

Summary: "Olivia?"

She looks up in surprise, "Sorry, is everything alright?"

"Yes, better than alright! But... are you okay?"

"I'm okay," she smiles fondly, "Promise,"

She is okay. Her wounds have healed, and without them, she might never have escaped that organization with her fiancée, never met these children, her children, never to be snatched away again. They had been burned down to their lowest, until they built each other back up from the ground. And she would do it all over again, if it meant to be where she was now.

Jacquelyn, Olivia, and the Quagmires get the home that they deserve.

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Book!Quagmires and Netflix!Quagmires are siblings. It’s hilarious. It’s queer. It’s more chaotic than you can imagine. It’s more that what any of us can ask for.

Word Count: 57k (Completed✅)

🗣️Main Characters: Book!Quagmire triplets and Netflix!Quagmire triplets (named Regina, Lewis and Carroll)

💘Main ships: Violet/Isadora 💜🖤, Klaus/Duncan 💙💚, Violet/Quigley💜💜, Regina/Carmelita💛🩷

Fic Type: Multichapter 📚

Set: During canon 🕰️

Rating: Teen and up

Summary: ‘It's not often you see an asoue AU in the perspective of the Quagmires story. It's not often either you see the Quagmires as sixtuplets. This, my friends, is going to be very fucking chaotic.’

[The author who wrote the sixtuplets au also wrote a fic ‘The Quagmire-Baudelaire’ switch which I already made a post about+HIGHLY recommend!] [Word Count: 95k]{Completed✅} The author is @weirdthoughtsandideas

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A unique and haunting oneshot

Word count: 3k

🗣️Main Character: Friday Caliban

Fic type:

Angst with a happy ending and Found Family

🖤+🙂 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

One-shot 📕

Set: Post-Canon⌛️

Also by this author is the Runaway Baudelaire AU which I’ve already made a post about. It’s an exciting, dramatic and emotional fic!!

Word Count: 138k Fic Type: Canon- divergence, angst, hurt/comfort and Found Family

(By @unfortunate-stranger-losers )

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Violet and Quigley reunite unexpectedly (with a twist)

Word Count: 2k

🗣️Main Character: Violet Baudelaire

Fic Type:

Angst and Hurt/Comfort

🖤❤️‍🩹

One-shot

Set: Post-Canon⌛️

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AU where Klaus dies after ‘ The End’ and time-travels back to ‘ The Austere Academy’! It’s really interesting and vivid! Also the characterisation is perfect!

Word Count: 12k (Still updates)

🗣️Main character: Klaus Baudelaire

💘Main ship: Klaus/ Duncan

Fic Type:

Fix-it, Canon-divergence, Time-travel, Falling in love, angst

🛠️🔀🕰️💘🖤

Multichapter 📚

Set: During canon🕰️

(By @cygninae )

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Enjoy reading!! Feel free to ask for more recs as there are a lot of amazing fics I haven’t mentioned yet! :)

Also, if anyone wants to add to this list you can via reblogging with links or by commenting! :)

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robinbuckleyshotgf · 2 years

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[🌼] introduction

[🧃] hey! my name is charlie! i’m gonna use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!

[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.

[🌈] rules:

~ dni if you are an nsfw blog

~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.

~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.

~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.

~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.

~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!

~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.

[🌊] fandoms:

IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis

A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman

Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke

Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton

Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield

My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida

Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last

I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)

Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth

The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker

[🌸] prompts:

~ Angst

”please stop lying to me.”

”i dont care.”

”please dont cry”

”what makes you think i would want to date you?”

”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”

”am i going to die?”

“when did you fall out of love with me?”

”are you leaving me?”

” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”

”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”

”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”

”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”

”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”

”it’s only 2.am..”

”please dont hide from me.”

”dont take another step in my direction.”

”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”

”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

~ Fluff

”let me walk you home, hm?”

”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”

”ugh i cant reach it!”

”stop being so goddamn cute.”

”you dont need all that candy, do you?”

”call me as soon as you get there.”

”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”

”cuddles please!”

”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”

”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

”you motherfucker! never do that again!”

” i have no idea what you are talking about.”

”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”

“im only here for the dog.”

~ Smut 🌝

“come over here and make me.”

”kiss me.”

”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”

”you heard me. take. it. off.”

”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”

”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”

”i want to taste you.”

”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”

”is that my shirt?”

“be quiet.”

”use your words, baby.”

”what if someone hears us?”

”oh fuck yes, just like that.”

“need any help with that?”

“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”

“relax.”

”did you come?”

”shut up slut.”

~ Funny Ones🌚

”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”

”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”

”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”

”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”

”excuse you?”

”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”

”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”

”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”

”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”

”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”

”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”

”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”

”for fucks sake- MOVE!”

”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”

[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))

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acacia-may · 1 year

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Good Things Find Their Way Back (Wicked Way Exchange Fic 2023)

Story Summary: Violet Baudelaire knew better than probably anyone that some stories simply had no happy endings, and though it would be easy to believe that her own life and that of her siblings was one such story, a cloudy, quiet day at Briny Beach and an unexpected reunion has her questioning if perhaps they had a chance at a happy ending after all. Maybe, just maybe, no matter how much they had lost, good things could still find their way back to them in the end.

Fandom: A Series of Unfortunate Events

Genre: Friendship and Family Fluff, Quiglet Fluff, Tearful Reunions, and Much Deserved Warm and Fuzzies

Relationships: Baudelaire Siblings & Quagmire Siblings Friendship, The Baudelaire Siblings & Beatrice II, Quigley Quagmire/Violet Baudelaire Pairing [Quiglet]

Characters: Violet Baudelaire (POV Character), Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire, Beatrice Baudelaire II, Quigley Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, and Duncan Quagmire.

Rating: G

Warnings: Very brief and generally vague mentions of the unfortunate events that had befallen the Baudelaires and Quagmires in the past. A short sequence of worry when Violet briefly loses sight of Little Bea in the fog. But really this is pretty much all fluff and happy reunions.

Word Count: 2057

Link to original posts on AO3. Please do not repost to another site.

Written for @junowritesstuff as part of the Wicked Way Exchange hosted by @asouefanworkevent

A/N: Hi Juno! I absolutely loved both of your prompts for the Wicked Way Exchange so I combined them into one story. I completely understand what you meant about how'd you give almost anything for a solid Baudelaires and Quagmires reunion. I absolutely feel the same way, and I really hope you will like what I've come up with for that. (I also loved your Quiglet fluff prompt so I tried to incorporate some of that into this story as well). Here's to much deserved happiness for the children! Cheers!!

Beatrice Baudelaire II giggled and laughed as Sunny chased her around the shallow waters of Briny Beach—splashing her short, sandy legs and the already damp skirt of her dress. Watching them play brought a certain, almost bittersweet ache to Violet’s chest. Sunny had rarely been given the chance to play, the chance to have these happy childhood experiences that they were determined to give Little Bea. Since returning to the City, Violet and Klaus had worked hard to give Little Bea as happy a life as they could manage, and a smile tugged at Violet’s mouth seeing her now, smiling and laughing like a normal toddler who had never experienced the kinds of misery, despair, and misfortune that had followed the Baudelaire siblings since they had learned of that terrible fire on a day quite like this one—cloudy, foggy, and overcast, spent together on an otherwise empty beach.

Klaus soon intervened in Sunny and Bea’s splash fight—his already patched-up suit getting appropriately soaked in the process. The girls laughed as Klaus sighed and wiped the dripping water off of his glasses, but a slight smile twitched in the corners of his mouth as he splashed Sunny right back and lifted a giggly Bea up on his shoulders. Violet had missed her younger brother’s smile and was glad to see he was learning to be happy again, slowly but surely. They all were, and Violet knew they had Beatrice to thank for that. Without her, as Klaus had once said, they would likely have given in to despair long ago. She saved them, and for that they wanted to give their littlest sister the world and did everything in their power to make sure she never experienced the kinds of hardships and tragedies they had.

As Klaus carried Bea over to show her some of the tide pools he had loved to watch as a young boy, a sopping Sunny came running over to excitedly to unload the picnic basket she had packed for lunch.

“Are you ready to eat?” she asked with a wide smile, and Violet shrugged.

“Whenever you are.”

Sunny laughed. “Well, I’m always up for eating.”

Nodding, Violet chuckled lightly and turned to help Sunny unpack the contents of the picnic basket—a delicious meal she had spent the morning preparing.

“Violet! Violet!” called Bea running across the beach with a somewhat weary Klaus following after her barefooted, with the damp legs of his pants rolled up over his ankles. “Klaus says you can skip rocks. Can you show me how?” Her eyes widened as she practically begged her. “Can you, please?”

Klaus sighed apologetically as Violet turned to him then back to Bea with a smile. “Alright.”

Violet reached out to take her tiny hand as she began tugging her along the beach. She turned back to her brother. “Help Sunny set up the picnic, please.” Klaus nodded and began unpacking the picnic basket.

Violet stopped on the waters’ edge with Bea and told her to start looking for smooth stones they could use for skipping rocks. Bea nodded excitedly as she began her collection—though like any young child she tended to get a bit distracted by seashells and hermit crabs.

“Ah!” she cried, and Violet startled—whipping around to face her. She sighed in relief when she discovered that she was okay. “My hat!” Bea continued before taking off and running across the beach after her tumbling sunhat which was being blown about by the wind into a thick patch of fog.

“Beatrice! Beatrice, come back!” exclaimed Violet taking off after her.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she lost sight of Little Beatrice in all the mist, but she took a few deep breaths as she heard her giggling and a kind voice asking, “Little Miss, have you lost your hat?”

Through the thick cloud of mist, Violet could see the hazy figure of a young man bending down to return Beatrice’s hat to her as she said, “Thank you” with a bit of a curtsy.

“You’re welcome. Now you should hold on to that hat while it’s so windy out.” Something about his good-natured chuckle was so familiar somehow that Violet’s legs seemed to move on their own propelling through the mist at rapid speed. The man must have seen the outline of Violet as well because he added politely, “And go back to your mother since she’s probably worried about you.”

Violet made it through a clearing of fog just as Bea laughed and explained, “That’s not my mother. That’s my big sister Violet.”

The figures of Little Beatrice and the young man suddenly began to come into focus as they both turned to look at her. Bea was giggling clutching her hat in both hands as the man rose to his full height. He was tall with dark hair and kind eyes which widened as soon as he saw her. Violet froze in her tracks unable to believe her eyes.

“Violet…” he repeated in a soft, gentle voice as she met his gaze. “That’s a beautiful name.”

Still, Violet couldn’t bring herself to believe it. It couldn’t be…

She blinked at him and at Bea in disbelief as Bea tugged on the sleeve of his sweater. “My name is Beatrice, but you can call me Bea. What’s your name?”

The young man turned back to Bea with a kind smile. “It’s nice to meet you, Bea. My name is Quigley—”

“Quagmire,” Violet interrupted unable to stop herself now that she had irrefutable evidence.

Quigley’s smile widened and there was such kindness, such tenderness in his eyes as he replied, “Hello Violet.”

Her feet began to move on their own, and she ran a few feet forward throwing her arms around Quigley’s shoulders with misty-eyes. She squeezed him tightly—afraid that if she loosened her grip for just a moment he would disappear once again in the fog.

Quigley, however, didn’t seem to mind, and she could hear the light, breathy laugh reverberating in his chest as he said, “I was beginning to think you had forgotten me.”

“Never. I just…” She pulled back to look at him. He was older now as she was, but she would recognize his thoughtful smile and gentle eyes anywhere. She sniffled. “I just can’t believe it’s you.”

Quigley nodded in agreement as he gently pressed his palm to her cheek. “I know. I’m having trouble believing the same thing.”

“I never thought I’d see you again.” Violet’s voice hitched—choking on the emotion of those words.

Quigley nodded understandingly, but his mouth twitched in the corners. “I was worried too, but I always wanted to believe that we’d find each other again.” He gently pushed a long piece of dark hair out of her face. “I like to think that good things always have a way of finding their way back to you in the end.” He paused and chuckled rubbing his hand across the back of his neck. “Though I’ll admit, I never expected to meet again on Briny Beach of all places. We’re not even supposed to be here. Hector has a cold so we were just trying to get out of the house to give him some peace and quiet, and we were mostly just driving around until Isadora suggested we stop at the beach for a while.”

Violet’s eyes widened and she gasped. “Isadora? Hector? We?” she began tripping over her words in incoherent disbelief. “You mean…?”

A bright beaming smile spread across Quigley’s face followed by a somewhat apologetic, concerned look of realization. “Oh right, um…”

Before he could finish that thought, however, another figure appeared in the mist calling, “Quigley? Quigley, where did you go?”

“Duncan,” Quigley called back excitedly. “You’ll never believe—”

It seemed Quigley did not need to finish that thought, however, as Duncan appeared in the clearing and stopped in his tracks exclaiming, “Violet?” He immediately dropped the basket he was holding and ran down the beach and hugged her tightly, calling almost immediately for his sister. “Isadora! Isadora, come quickly!”

“What’s going on? Is everything okay?” called a faraway voice as the figure of a young woman began to stumble through the mist. As soon as she reached the clearing however she practically squealed with excitement and joy as she flung her arms around Violet and her brother joining their hug.

Realizing, somewhat guiltily, that Violet herself hadn’t called for her siblings yet in the all the excitement, she turned her head to yell for Klaus and Sunny but found she didn’t have to as she watched the tiny figure of Little Beatrice dragging Klaus by the arm through the fog with Sunny in concerned pursuit.

“Come on. Come on. Violet’s acting strange…” said Bea.

Klaus chuckled lightly as he reassured her, “Okay. Okay. I’m coming.”

Duncan and Isadora Quagmire both perked up at the sound of Klaus’s voice and took off after him, calling his name. They practically collided into him and pulled him into a tight hug the minute he appeared in the clearing.

“What…? How…?” he stumbled in disbelief as his eyes began to grow misty. Even Sunny who Violet worried might not remember the Quagmires shrieked excitedly and ran up to hug Quigley.

Soon the entire group, save a rather confused Bea, was hugging and crying and laughing. After the long, painful, and arduous series of unfortunate events that had marred their lives, the Baudealires and the Quagmires could not describe their joy at having been reunited once again with their dear friends.

“What’s going on?” asked a perplexed Bea, and Klaus scooped her up in his arms with a bright smile.

“These are our friends, the Quagmires, we told you about,” he explained.

Isadora laughed. “You told her about us?”

“I hope it’s mostly good things,” quipped Quigley, and Violet’s smile widened.

“Only good things.”

They all laughed.

“Are they going to come to our picnic?” asked Bea curiously, and the Quagmire triplets looked amongst themselves.

“Well…I did kind of drop our dinner in all the excitement,” said Duncan with a sheepish chuckle as he scratched the nape of his neck. He tilted his head towards the Quagmire’s picnic basket which had been spilled on the sand and forgotten in all the excitement.

Quigley gave his brother a pat on the back. “I don’t know,” he teased good-naturedly with an affectionate smile. “I tend to like a little bit of sand with my sandwich.”

Sunny chuckled, but reassured everyone, “Don’t worry. You can join us. We have plenty of food.”

And so, I am happy to say, the reunited friends settled in for a lovely picnic together on Briny Beach. Though it felt like it had been a lifetime since they had last seen each other, they picked up as if they had never left off—talking, laughing, and catching up for hours as they ate the delicious meal Sunny had prepared for them. They shared a little about what they had been doing since they had been parted and about some of their many failed attempts to find each other again, but many questions were left unanswered. There would be a time and a place for them on a much less joyous occasion, Violet thought, or perhaps they simply didn’t matter anymore.

As the sun began to set that evening, Duncan, Klaus and Isadora finished up the sandcastle they had been building with Sunny and Little Bea, and Quigley took a seat next to Violet on the picnic blanket.

“This is a very lovely view,” he said with a smile gazing out over the water and the bright orange sun disappearing on the misty horizon.

A knowing smile twitched in Violet’s mouth.

Many things had been taken from the Baudelaire siblings: their home, their parents, many of their previous guardians, their privacy, their sense of safety and security, and their friends. But now, sitting on Briny Beach and watching the sunset through the mist with her head resting on Quigley’s shoulder, Violet Baudelaire felt for the first time in a long time that maybe Quigley was right. Maybe no matter how much they had lost, good things could still find their way back to them in the end.

“Very lovely indeed,” she replied though she wasn’t looking at the sunset.

#wicked way exchange #asoue #a series of unfortunate events #quiglet #violet baudelaire #quigley quagmire #sunny baudelaire #klaus baudelaire #duncan quagmire #isadora quagmire #thanks for reading!

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kit-nelson-imagines · 2 years

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-> rules, prompts and more <-

[🧃] hey! my name is kit and im a young writer :) my friends recommended that i use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!

[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.

[🌈] rules:

~ dni if you are an nsfw blog

~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.

~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.

~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.

~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.

~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!

~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.

[🌊] fandoms:

IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Jack Dylan Grazer, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis

A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman

Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke

Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton

Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield

My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida

Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last

I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)

Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth

The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker

[🌸] prompts:

~ Angst

”please stop lying to me.”

”i dont care.”

”please dont cry”

”what makes you think i would want to date you?”

”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”

”am i going to die?”

“when did you fall out of love with me?”

”are you leaving me?”

” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”

”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”

”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”

”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”

”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”

”it’s only 2.am..”

”please dont hide from me.”

”dont take another step in my direction.”

”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”

”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

~ Fluff

”let me walk you home, hm?”

”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”

”ugh i cant reach it!”

”stop being so goddamn cute.”

”you dont need all that candy, do you?”

”call me as soon as you get there.”

”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”

”cuddles please!”

”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”

”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

”you motherfucker! never do that again!”

” i have no idea what you are talking about.”

”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”

“im only here for the dog.”

~ Smut 🌝

“come over here and make me.”

”kiss me.”

”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”

”you heard me. take. it. off.”

”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”

”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”

”i want to taste you.”

”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”

”is that my shirt?”

“be quiet.”

”use your words, baby.”

”what if someone hears us?”

”oh fuck yes, just like that.”

“need any help with that?”

“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”

“relax.”

”did you come?”

”shut up slut.”

~ Funny Ones🌚

”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”

”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”

”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”

”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”

”excuse you?”

”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”

”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”

”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”

”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”

”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”

”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”

”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”

”for fucks sake- MOVE!”

”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”

[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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Inspiration

Isadora Quagmire x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,315

Warnings: none :)

Summary: You're hopelessly in love with Isadora Quagmire, and you know she can't possibly feel the same. Little do you know, Isadora Quagmire is hopelessly in love with you, and she is just as convinced that her feelings are unrequited.

A/N: I had motivation without ideas so I put fandoms, characters, and tropes into generator wheels and got A Series of Unfortunate Events, Isadora Quagmire, and mutual pining, and this was the result. I really love it, I'm not an Isadora simp and it's genuinely one of my favorite things I've ever written, so I hope you like it as much as I do!

You’d been in love with Isadora Quagmire since the day you first met her. She was beautiful, romantic, kind, intelligent - what wasn’t there to love? The only problem was you knew she wasn’t in love with you. You were a girl, for one thing, and you saw how she looked at your brother Klaus. What did you have that she could possibly want? You were quiet and bookish, and not even in that incredible, intelligent way Klaus was. You were just shy and distant, a hopeless romantic trying to be the main character of a story in which you only had a supporting role.

You read Isadora’s poem again, smiling to yourself as a blush covered your cheeks. You knew she didn’t mean anything by it; it was just a friendly little note meant for you, Violet, Klaus, and Sunny. But you couldn’t help but feel like it was meant just for you.

When I first met you I felt I could sing You don’t know the joy that your company brings

A couplet, Isadora’s favorite form of poetry. You hugged the slip of paper to your chest with a sigh, your smile widening despite yourself. The shack door opened and you shoved the poem underneath your pillow, trying - and failing - to regain your composure.

Your sister Violet walked in. “Hey, (Y/N). Are you okay? You seem a little… anxious.” She sat down beside you with a concerned smile.

“Me?” you said. “Oh, I’m- I’m fine, Violet, don’t worry about me. Just, uh… you know.”

Violet laughed. “No, (Y/N), I don’t know.”

You sighed. “Promise you won’t tell anyone?” you whispered.

Violet’s expression turned even more concerned. “Of course not. Any secret you choose to share is safe with me.”

Your lip trembled and you covered your face, pulling your knees up to your body. “I’m in love with Isadora,” you whispered, almost incoherently. You peeked through your fingers to see Violet’s reaction.

Her mouth was open in surprise, and you thought she was upset until she pulled you into her arms for a hug. “I won’t tell a soul,” she said quietly.

“Thanks, Violet.” A few relieved tears slipped down your face and you wiped them away when the two of you pulled apart. “It’s really a relief to tell someone. I just… I wish she felt the same.”

“How do you know she doesn’t?” Violet asked gently.

You looked at her in bewilderment. “Come on, Violet. I’m- she’s not- “ You sighed. “Please don’t give me false hope.”

Violet looked at you sadly. “Okay. I understand. I just don’t think you should throw your feelings away because you don’t think anything will come of them.”

“I’m not throwing my feelings away,” you told her. “I’m just accepting the fact that they’re mine and mine only.”

Violet sighed. She took your hand and squeezed it once, then left the shack. You pulled Isadora’s poem out from under your pillow and laid down on your bed, letting your tears soak the blanket and the paper, and sobbing more when the wetness smudged the ink and made the poem unreadable. You cried until you couldn’t anymore, and then you laid there, panting and sniffling and curling in on yourself, until you fell asleep.

Isadora Quagmire had been in love with you since the day she first met you. You had a beautiful, quiet intelligence that captivated her from the moment she laid eyes on you. You rarely spoke; you watched from the sidelines, taking in everything and missing nothing, speaking only when you had something valuable to say - and goodness, was it always valuable. Every word that came out of your mouth took Isadora by an infatuated surprise, consuming her attention till nothing in the world existed but you. She only wished you were in love with her. But you weren’t - you couldn’t be. You were far too amazing, far too incredible for someone like Isadora, who spoke whenever she found the opportunity, just because she felt like writing a poem. Who missed everything that wasn’t abstract, only focusing on the nonsense her mind created and ignoring everything else.

She turned to her brother Duncan. “What do you think of this: “Your presence is a present “Whose contents are quite pleasant”

“It’s splendid, as are all your poems.” He sent her a sly smile. “Whom did you write it for?”

Isadora pinked. “Whatever do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean,” Duncan said. “You don’t mean to tell me that poem wasn’t written for a certain Baudelaire?”

“I didn’t write it for Klaus,” Isadora said, annoyed.

“I wasn’t talking about Klaus,” said her triplet coyly.

Isadora was speechless. She regained her composure after a moment and cleared her throat. “Then I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“If you say so.” Duncan turned back to the map he was drawing.

Isadora neatly wrote the poem on a slip of paper and left the broom closet, headed to the Baudelaire’s shack. She knocked once on the door and you answered in a moment, startling when Isadora’s face greeted you.

“Oh my goodness.” Isadora gasped. “(Y/N), you look terrible! Are you okay?” She realized how rude that sounded and quickly revised her words. “I mean, um, you still look good! You look really, really pretty, you always do! Just, um… you look like you’ve been crying.”

“Oh, I, um… I’m fine.” You faked a smile and invited her in.

She sat next to you on your bed and pulled out the poem. You were close - so close - and her breath hitched as your shoulder touched hers. “I, um, I wrote this for you.” She handed you the slip of paper and nervously watched you read it.

“It’s incredible,” you breathed, looking at her. “You wrote this for me? Or do you mean my siblings and me?”

“J- just you,” she clarified, biting her lip.

“Oh,” you said quietly, reeling from the discovery. “Why?”

“Because…” Isadora searched for an answer. “Because you… because I…” She sighed, then took your face in her hands and kissed you passionately, her soft sweet lips pressing against yours in an embrace you’d longed for as long as you’d known her.

“Isadora,” you whispered, staring at her in surprise.

“I’m sorry,” she said, tears filling her eyes. “I know you don’t feel the same. I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Isadora, no.” You gently tilted her head so she was facing you. “I love you. I’ve been in love with you since the moment we met.”

Isadora’s eyes fluttered in shock. “You- you have?”

“I wouldn’t lie to you, Isa,” you said, and she smiled at the nickname.

“I love you too,” she said. “I’ve loved you just as long as you’ve loved me.”

You smiled at each other, letting out laughs through tears as you kissed and kissed until neither of you could breathe. Neither of you could breathe, or believe this was really happening, but neither of you wanted it to end, and neither of you wanted to let go of the other until your bodies were one and there was nothing more to let go of. You kissed until you were dizzy, until you couldn’t think of anything but the taste of each other, until you were tired and breathless and giggling next to each other on the bed, trailing gentle fingers through each other’s hair and staring into the stars in each other’s eyes.

“I love you now and I loved you then “Kiss me so I can love you again”

You smiled at Isadora’s poem. “Did you write that just now?”

“What can I say?” She smiled back. “You inspired me.”

“I’m flattered,” you said with a giggle. You kissed her, pulling her body close and tangling your hands in your hair. “I love you,” you murmured.

“And I love you.”

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dingusandsmartypants · 5 years

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Fellow volunteers, would any of you be interested in doing an asoue Holiday exchange this year? (I’m thinking maybe mid-December?)

I’ve seen other fandoms do this in the past, and I thought that with the final season coming up and all of us being the fantastic fandom that we are, maybe we should do it this year!

It would be set up kinda like that “Secret Santa” thing where everyone is assigned a blog that volunteered to participate and you go on anon and ask questions to gauge what sort of gift you think they’d like. It could be based off their favorite character(s), book in the series, headcanons they have, etc. and can be in any form you want (edits — video, gif, photo, etc; fanfic; or fan art).

I am absolutely willing to take this on and create an official sign up sheet and everything if enough people would be interested! So please let me know! Reblog, comment, or like this post, or send me a message/ask if you’re interested!

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archivednerdfics · 5 years

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“Found” Requested: No Fandom: ASOUE (post-series) Word Count: 948 Summery: Several years after “The End” the Quagmires and Baudelaires are reunited in an unlikely way. (Inspired by a post made by @asoue-sideblog ) Ages: Quagmires - 19 Violet - 20 Klaus - 18 Sunny - 6 Beatrice Jr. - 2 ____________________________________ PART ONE: An Unexpected Arrival Isadora sighed as she sat behind her desk, staring out the large window across the library. It was pouring rain — it had been for three days now — and it was beginning to feel like it would never stop. She didn’t realize how lost in thought she had been until she noticed a young girl leaning up against the outside of the window, without an umbrella or even a rain jacket. Isadora frowned in concern and gestured for the girl to come inside. She did and walked up to the older girl’s desk, water dripping from her hair and clothing, leaving a wet trail on the carpeting behind her. “Are you alright?” Isadora asked, and the girl nodded, though there was fear in her eyes. “Are you lost?” Isadora continued, “Or in trouble?” The girl hesitated then nodded again and Isadora nodded also in acknowledgment. “Well you’re safe here. How about we get you warmed up? I’ve got a sweater that you can wear — it should be like a dress on you, so you can change out of those wet clothes — and we can make some hot chocolate. Does that sound alright?” The child reminded her of when she was younger, except even more frightened and alone — at least Isadora had always had Duncan by her side. The two had been sitting across from each other at Isadora’s desk for some time, the young girl having changed into the oversized sweater that the older had given her, before Isadora spoke. “...Do you have anywhere to go? Anyone you can trust that you could stay with?” The girl took a sip from her mug of cocoa thoughtfully. “...I... don’t know where they are...” It was the first thing she had said and Isadora sighed in relief, thinking that she might be able to get some information from the child after all. “Then you can stay with my brothers and I until we find your family.” “...Really?” “Of course; I’m not going to leave you on your own. ...What’s your name?” “I’m... not supposed to say.” “Well then can you give me a made up name so that I have something to call you?” The child thought for several long moments before speaking again. “...Charlotte,” she decided, “Call me Charlotte.” “Alright, Charlotte,” she said, and gave the girl a small, reassuring smile. ______________________________ Several hours later they were in front of the door to Isadora, Quigley and Duncan’s apartment. Isadora took a deep breath before putting the key in the lock and opening the door, the child close to her side and slightly behind her, as if she thought Isadora would need to protect her from what might be inside. The door opened into a small living room, the floor and furniture of which was completely covered in papers. Newspapers, article clippings, photos, handwritten notes, and in the middle of the mess, a boy, sitting and reading one of the numerous articles. Isadora sighed when she saw the scene before her and spoke softly, “Duncan...” “I know what you’re going to say, but Iz, I think I really found something this time. Look at this,” he held up piece of paper and turned to face her, standing up, and stopping short when he noticed the little girl clinging to his sister’s side. He gave her a questioning look and she shook her head slightly and look down at Charlotte as if to say, “Not here.” “...Can we talk? Alone?” Duncan asked aloud. Isadora nodded and looked at the younger girl again, “Wait here, okay? You can move some of those papers off of the sofa and sit down if you want. We’ll be right back.” She followed her brother into the kitchen and when they were both sure they wouldn’t be overheard Duncan spoke. “Who is that girl?” “I don’t know. She showed up at the library, alone, soaked through from the rain.” “Do you... know anything about her? Where she came from? Her name?” Isadora shook her head, “She wouldn’t tell me anything. She gave me a fake name after I asked for one so I could at least call her by something, but I’m sure it’s not her real name.” “...So you thought it would be a good idea to bring her here? To our home? A child who won’t tell you anything about herself? Did you tell her your real name, too?” “I couldn’t just abandon her, Duncan.” “She could be working with V.F.D.! We can’t trust her!” “She’s a child! Just like we were. Don’t you wish someone like us had taken us in when we were terrified children?” Duncan sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “I just don’t want them to find us again...” he said softly and looked at his sister with fear in his eyes. “I know,” she replied, pulling the boy into a tight hug, “and I’m not going to let them find us again. ...But we have to help that girl. She’s like we were, only younger, and she needs help.” Duncan stayed quiet, allowing his sister to comfort him. It had been some time since the fear of being found by V.F.D. had been in the forefront of his mind, and he hadn’t missed it. The two stayed like that for a long while before they felt another pair of arms wrap around them to join in the embrace, and they both knew it was their brother. “...Does someone want to tell me why I was greeted by a little girl in the living room?” Quigley asked. “I mean... you saw her too, right?” Isadora laughed slightly and Duncan sighed before they explained the situation.

#asoue headcanon #asoue fluff #asoue fanfic #asoue fic #asoue fandom #isadora quagmire #duncan quagmire #quigley quagmire #quagmire triplets #violet baudelaire #klaus baudelaire #sunny baudelaire #beatrice snicket

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wanderingworlds513 · 3 years

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Here's what I'll write for:

Marvel: Bucky Barnes Steve Rogers Natasha Romanoff Wanda Maximoff Jack Thompson Loki Yelena Belova DC: Damian Wayne Jason Todd

Conner Kent Poison ivy Harley Quinn Umbrella Academy: Five Hargreeves Klaus Hargreeves Series of Unfortunate Events: Klaus Baudelaire Violet Baudelaire Quigley Quagmire Isadora Quagmire

Heathers:

××××××××××××× If you want a character(from the fandoms listed) that's not listed, you can ask for them, if it's a character from a fandom not listed I guess you can ask but you'll have to describe them and how they act. If that was confusing let me know and I’ll re-explain it.

How to ask: Give me a character, the fandom, a genre (fluff angst, etc.), any au's(mob, royal, soulmate etc.) a scenario, what gender the reader, if you think it should be a series or one shot and that should be it. IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME A GENDER THE READER IS AUTOMATICALLY FEMALE. AND IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME AN AU IT WILL BE A SIDE STORY OF SORTS, IN-BETWEEN MOMENTS 'NOT SHOWN'. I would prefer if you give me sort of a scenario if you don't have any ideas and just give me something like fluff or angst I can base it off that, though it might not be exactly what you want. Also if you want the reader to have specific hair type/length, height, race, disability, sexuality don't be afraid to ask! I DON'T WRITE SMUT, AT ALL!!! I can make it a little suggestive, a few kisses(maybe) or very dark but NO SMUT! Request at any time! Feel free to also just talk to me about anything, as well as comments or theories, I would love to hear about them! If you want to be on a taglist(a series tag or just normal one shots)Thanks for requesting!

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number-onekidqueen · 1 year

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𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 - 𝙺𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊

Isadora Quagmire x Klaus Baudelaire

Fluff

Warnings: none, let me know if you think there are though.

I inhaled a gust of stale air as I surveyed my surroundings and began walking, my footsteps bouncing off walls.

I was back in the V.F.D tunnels, where everything had started. For my parents, my brother, everyone. It felt so, well, intruding to be somewhere so silent.

Even as a V.F.D member, using the tunnels so frequently, every time I entered them, I was still surprised by the smell and the sheer silence of the atmosphere. It was like something I could never adjust to.

Perhaps it was because I hated the tunnels.

My literary mind thrives on motivation, and down in the tunnels I can't get any ideas or jabs of imagination to begin a poem.

All there is is darkness, and it is highly frustrating. Everything seemed so straightforward and ordinary, like nothing could be added to make it more interesting or nothing remarkable could happen in these dusty walls.

But my thoughts proved to be incredibly wrong.

To distract myself from my growing lack of comfort from the dim, flickering lights and dark, ominous stains on walls, I reminded myself of my task.

I had to sneak into Prufrock Prep and steal the files of the detailed history of V.F.D, for V.F.D itself to gain a better understanding.

Well when I say V.F.D, I specify Quigley, Duncan and I as we are the last known and active field agents. The rest are uncertain, missing or dead.

I spotted the sign marked Prufrock Prep and began ascending the rust-stained ladder, brainstorming how I could hide and smuggle the files out of Nero's office, or whoever is the Vice-Principal at present.

As the trapdoor opened with a quiet creak, I rolled back the rug, and after a cautionary scan of the room, I crawled out onto the hard, scratchy carpet. I got to my feet and began walking to the filing cabinet. Rummaging through files, I found the folder I was searching for.

"Bingo." I muttered to myself.

"Of all people, I didn't think I would see you here, Isadora."

I nearly dropped the file, then stood, frozen on the spot, my heart pounding.

It wasn't the nasal voice of Nero, the voice I expected. It was much different.

It was a voice that pronounced every syllable correctly, a much softer voice, with a much more familiar tone to it.

The voice of Klaus Baudelaire.

"Klaus?" I said hopefully, turning on my heel.

And there he was, with his knitted sweater, collared shirt, ruffled brown hair, crooked glasses and heartfelt smile.

Just as he always looked. My heart sparkled a bit.

I beamed at him with the entirety of my world of euphoria upon seeing him.

"Klaus!" I yelled, dropping the file and charging for him, tackling him in a tight embrace.

"Issy! Oh, it's been a millennia!" He exclaimed returning the embrace, just as fiercely.

"I agree." I replied.

Finally we parted, and our foreheads creased together.

"Where have you been?!" We cried at each other in unison.

We both reddened.

"I was escaping the Great Unknown, then sorting out a few secret missions for V.F.D." I recounted.

"We were getting off the island where the possible creator of V.F.D, Ishmael, dwelled. Then we were completing missions for V.F.D, too. Though, why wouldn't we have crossed paths earlier? Odd." Klaus mused.

I pondered the thought, frowning.

"That is rather strange." I replied.

Klaus brushed the thought off.

"Are you all safe though? How are Quigley and Duncan?" Klaus asked.

I rolled my eyes at the thought.

"Oh, well, Duncan was partnered with a certain auburn haired girl, we know as Miss Carmelita Spats for a mission. If she even deserves the title miss," I began.

Klaus scoffed.

"How's he coping with that?"

"Brilliantly actually. Last report I heard, Duncan is intent on changing her title to Mrs. Carmelita Quagmire." I said in light disgust.

Klaus spluttered repeatedly.

"What? What?! Carmelita? Carmelita?! The girl who sings her name at the end of every irritating and non-rhyming song?! Are you sure?! Really?! My goodness, what has this world come too?" Klaus exclaimed indignantly.

"My response was the same. Only Quigley remained unaffected because he believes everyone deserves a second chance. Utter nonsense. He's never met her." I replied grimly.

Klaus blinked the disbelief and horror out of his face, before changing the subject.

"How's-"

"Shh!" I whispered wheeling around at the sound of footsteps. They were headed towards us. I picked up the file and ran to the rug in the centre of the room.

Tossing the corner up, I unlatched the trap door and scurried down the ladder.

"Come on Klaus!" I whisper-screamed at his awkwardly-positioned silhouette hovering above me.

Quickly he hurried down the ladder, and rolled the rug back over the trap door. The trap door clicked shut just as footsteps began to pound above us.

Panting, we looked at each other and smiled.

"So, how's-"

I don't know what fuelled me to do it. Maybe, being in danger stirred my old feelings. Maybe the way he looked at me with admiration and happiness, just kickstarted my heart. Who knows, maybe I was just being a pubescent teenager. Whatever the reason, something inside me clicked.

"I've missed you Klaus." I whispered, nearing him.

"Me too."

Before I knew it, I instinctively threw my arms around him and kissed him.

As our lips met, static electricity coursed through my veins, making me giddy. I felt starbursts of golden elation, flickers of surprise and tingles of excitement.

When we finally pulled apart I don't know what happened to me either.

Maybe I was confused with my numerous, overwhelming emotions. Maybe my first kiss provided me with weird side affects. Perhaps I just wanted to be humorous.

I guess I'll never find out. Anyway, the moment our lips parted I burst into laughter, alongside Klaus.

We laughed the merriment out of our souls, the joyous sound echoing along the tunnel walls.

It seemed a foreign sound to me at first, but slowly the sound became familiar, until I was only focused on the shaking of my lips and the warm tears of mirth, slipping down my cheeks.

After what seemed a euphoric eternity, our laughter ceased.

I beamed again at Klaus.

Then I felt cold panic rise through me.

Was this the end? Were we going to have to split ways again? Was I going to lose him? I couldn't!

"Oh Klaus, come with me." I whispered longingly to him.

"How could I refuse?" He teased, before he grinned, "I was about to suggest the same."

I beamed as our warm fingers tangled, and we began to walk back to V.F.D headquarters and begin a conversation of all the things we had done since we parted.

As the lights flickered, we held each other, laughing at jokes we made and smiling and blushing at descriptive compliments we voiced.

And as I enjoyed this moment, I realised something.

How good it was to be "we" again.

#klaus baudelaire #isadora quagmire #asoue #a series of unfortunate events #kladora #klaudora #klaus x isadora #isadora x klaus #isadora quagmire x klaus baudelaire

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mikababbles · 2 years

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rules and other stuff :)

i will write:

-fluff

-smut

-angst (i’m not very good but i’ll try 🥲)

-character x reader

-poly relationships e.g: character x reader x character or mikaelsons x reader :)

i will NOT write:

-character x character

-homophobia

-transphobia

-racism

-rape

-sorry but i only do headcannons :( (only people i know irl can ask for fics)

Fandoms and Characters

The Originals:

-niklaus mikaelson

-elijah mikaelson

-rebekah mikaelson

-kol mikaelson

-finn mikaelson (i’m not rlly sure but i’ll try)

-freya mikaelson (same as finn)

A Series Of Unfortunate Events:

-klaus baudelaire

-violet baudelaire

-duncan quagmire

-isadora quagmire

-quigly quagmire (is that how u spell it? idfk 😭)

The Goldfinch:

-boris pavlikovsky

-theodore decker

IT:

-bill denbrough

-richie tozier

-stanley uris

Stranger Things:

-michael wheeler

-nancy wheeler

-william byers

-jonathan byers

-maxine mayfield

-dustin henderson

-lucas sinclair

-steve harrington

-jim hopper

Seven Deadly Sins:

-meliodas

-ban

-elizabeth

-diane

-king

-gowther

Blue Exorcist:

-rin okumura

-renzou shima

-ryuji “bon” suguro

Arcane:

-jinx

-vi

-ekko

-vander

-silco

-sevika

Harry Potter:

-bill weasley

-charlie weasley

-fred weasley

-george weasley

-ginny weasley

-hermione granger

The Black Phone:

-finney blake

-robin arellano

-bruce yamada

-vance hopper

-billy showalter (MY BOY ☹️☹️)

-griffin stagg (my fave bby 😕😕)

Call Of Duty

-alejandro vargas

-john “soap” mactavish

-john price

-valeria garza

-simon “ghost” riley

#stranger things #the originals #It 2017 #the goldfinch #a series of unfortunate events #blue exorcist #seven deadly sins #arcane #harry potter #the black phone #call of duty

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mfdunklaus · 3 years

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He reached up to take out his earbuds, “What did you just say?” He asked, looking at the distressed Duncan, puzzled.

“Uhm.. Err- i’m-“ Duncan stammered, he already lost his courage, “Why do you have a picture of me in your wallet...?”

Klaus stares at him for a long second, “Did you touch my stuff again?”

pairings: Klaus Baudelaire/Duncan Quagmire, (background) Violet Baudelaire/Quigley Quagmire

tags: mention of Sunny & Violet & Isadora & Quigley, The first chapter is just fluff, and they were ROOMMATES, Fluff and Angst, Comedy, a bit? i tried to write in some jokes, The first chapter is wholesome, the second one gets fucking depressing, Angst, Minor Character Death, you don’t have to read the second one, Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort

#a series of unfortunate events #lemony skinket #asoue netflix #asoue books #klaus baudelaire #asoue #sniket #dunklaus #duncan quagmire #dunklaus fic #asoue fic #fanfic #dunklaus quiglet #quiglet

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strangerdangerwrites · 5 years

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[Last Update: 03/08/2023]

Stranger Things

Robin Buckley

Flustered

Flash

Aftertaste (Conclusion of what happened in “Flash”)

Can’t take my eyes off you

Opposites

Steve Harrington

Third time

A Series of Unfortunate Events

Duncan Quagmire

Ink and Paint (A Baudelaire Reader)

To You (A Baudelaire Reader)

Comfort

Isadora Quagmire

Mischief

Not the Same (A Spats Reader)

Secrets of Prufrock Prep (Part II of Mischief)

Descent (A Baudelaire Reader)

Klaus Baudelaire

Incompatible

Ready or Not (2019)

Grace / Daniel Le Domas

We Meet at Weddings (fix it au) Summary: At a different universe, Grace meets Daniel first.

The Quarry (2022)

Nick Furcillo

Wild Child (Series Completed; fluff) Summary: Thrown into Upstate New York, specifically to Hackett’s Quarry to fix your unruly behavior, what could go wrong? [ Prologue, Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine ]

Wednesday Series (2022)

Rowan Laslow

Ghost Waltz (Series ongoing; on hold) Summary: Because a ghost truly never leaves. Not when you don’t know what your true unfinished business is. [ Prologue, Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four ]

Avatar (James Cameron Movies)

Neteyam Sully

let me be yours (angst) Summary: “i do love you and always will” or the one wherein you want what you cannot have.

Lo'ak Sully

twin flames (series ongoing) Summary: Eywa has bonded the Son of the Forest and Daughter of Ember over the pain and grief towards the Sky People [ Twin Flames Masterlist ]

Wizarding World

( Harry Potter Era, Marauder Era and Fantastic Beasts Era )

Theseus Scamander

The Art of Lies Summary: all your life you had been handling the dirty truth, and here he comes presenting you with his sweet lies. [The Art of Lies Masterlist]

Newt Scamander

coming soon...

#.strangerdanger masterlist #.sd written works #.sd archives

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acacia-may · 1 year

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Bye Bye Writer's Block Headcanons Game *Running Masterlist*

Masterlist of all headcanons for the "Bye Bye Writer's Block Headcanons Game" organized by fandom then by character or relationship in alphabetical order.

A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE EVENTS

🔵CANON CHARACTER

Arthur Poe: 🧡 (Childhood/Backstory) & 💚 (General)

Carmelita Spats: 🧡(Childhood/Backstory) & 💝 (Future)

Count Olaf: 💘(Romance) & 💙(Hurt/Comfort)

Esme Gigi Genevieve Squalor: ❤️‍🔥 (Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions), 🧡 (Childhood/Backstory) & 💚 (General)

Gustav Sebald: 🧡💙💖

Jacquelyn Scieszka: 🧡 (Childhood/Backstory), 💚(General), & 💝 (Future)

Monty Montgomery: 🧡 (Childhood/Backstory), 🤍 (Fluff), & ❤️‍🔥 (Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions)

Sunny Baudelaire: 💛 (Friendship), 💚 (General), & 🧡 (Childhood/Backstory)

🟢PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Baudelaire Family: 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💖(Alternate Universe), & 💚(General)

Denouement Triplets [Frank Denouement, Ernest Denouement, & Dewey Denouement] (Family): 🖤(Angst), 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), and 💙 (Hurt/Comfort)

Esme Squalor & Carmelita Spats (Found Family): 💚❤️❤️‍🔥

(Netflix) Fernald & Sunny Baudelaire (Friendship): 💚 (General), 💙(Hurt/Comfort), & 💝(Future)

Jacquelyn Scieszka & [Netflix] Olivia Caliban (Friendship): 💛💚

Lemony Snicket & Count Olaf (Friendship): 🧡(Childhood/Backstory) & 🖤 (Angst)

Quagmire Triplets [Quigley Quagmire, Duncan Quagmire & Isadora Quagmire] (Family): 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💗(Family), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Snicket Siblings [Jacques Snicket, Kit Snicket & Lemony Snicket] (Family): 💙(Hurt/Comfort),🧡(Childhood/Backstory), &❤️ (Secrets)

🔴ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS

Dewey Denouement x Kit Snicket (Romance): 💕(As Parents),💚(General), & 🧡 (Childhood/Backstory)

(Netflix) Jacques Snicket x (Netflix) Olivia Caliban (Romance): 💘(Romance),💙(Hurt/Comfort), & 💖(Alternate Universe)

Lemony Snicket x Beatrice: 🧡(Childhood/Backstory),🖤(Angst), & 💙(Hurt/Comfort)

BLACK CLOVER

🔵CANON CHARACTER

Acier Silva: 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), 💙(Hurt/Comfort), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Alecdora Sandler: 💚(General), 💘 (Romance), & 💙 (Hurt/Comfort)

Dorothy Unsworth: 💚(General),💖(Alternate Universe), & 💕(As a Parent)

Fuegoleon Vermillion:🧡(Childhood/Backstory), ❤️‍🔥(Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions), & 💝(Future)

Jack The Ripper: 💚(General), ❤️‍🔥 (Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions) & 💛 (Friendship)

Langris Vaude: 💖 (Alternate Universe) & ❤️ (Secrets)

Kaiser Granvorka: 💚(General) & 🧡(Childhood/Backstory)

Klaus Lunettes: 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), 💚 (General), & 💝(Future)

Orsi Orfai: 🧡(Childhood/Backstory),💚 (General), & ❤️(Secrets)

Rebecca Scarlett: 🧡(Childhood/Backstory),💚(General), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Rill Bosimortier: ❤️‍🔥💙💚

Sally: 💚❤️❤️‍🔥💝

Sister Lily: 🧡💚💖

🟠ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

Solara Equinox (OC belonging to @/thoughtfullyrainynightmare): 💚(General), 🖤(Angst), & ❤️‍🔥(Hopes/Dreams)

🟢PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Acier Silva & Nozel Silva (Family): 💙🤍💚

Asta, Mimosa Vermillion, & Zora Ideale (Friendship): 💛(Friendship), 💙 (Hurt/Comfort), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Asta & Yuno (Friendship/Family): 💛(Friendship), 💙(Hurt/Comfort), & 🧡 (Backstory)

Finral Roulacase, Hamon Caseus, & Leopold Vermillion (Friendship): 💛(Friendship), 💚 (General), & 💖(Alternate Universe)

Finral Roulacase & Langris Vaude (Family): 💚(General), 💝 (Future), & 🤍 (Fluff)

Fuegoleon & Salamander (Friendship): 💙💛💚

Gauche Adlai, Grey, & Gordon Agrippa (Friendship): 💛💙💚

Jack The Ripper & Yami Sukehiro (Friendship): 💛(Friendship) , 💚 (General) & 💙 (Hurt/Comfort)

Kirsch Vermillion, Magna Swing & Sol Marron (Friendship): 💛💚💖

Kirsh Vermillion & Mimosa Vermillion (Family): 💚(General), 💙 (Hurt/Comfort), & 🤍 (Fluff)

Klaus Lunettes, Mimosa Vermillion, & Yuno (Friendship): 💚(General), 💛 (Friendship), & 💙 (Hurt/Comfort)

Klaus Lunettes & Asta (Friendship): ❤️(Secrets), 💙 (Hurt/Comfort), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Klaus Lunettes, Lucky Voltia, & Puli (Friendship): 💛(Friendship) & 💚 (General)

Leopold Vermillion & Dorothy Unsworth (Friendship): 💛🤍💚

Leopold Vermillion & Fuegoleon Vermillion (Family):💙(Hurt/Comfort),🖤(Angst), & 💗 (Family)

Leopold Vermillion & Mereoleona Vermillion (Family): 🖤(Angst)

Leopold Vermillion & Mereoleona Vermillion (Family): 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 🤍(Fluff), & ❤️‍🔥 (Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions)

Mimosa Vermillion & Noelle Silva (Family): 💚(General), 🤍(Fluff), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Nacht Faust & Morgen Faust (Family): 💚(General),💙(Hurt/Comfort), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Nozel Silva & Fuegoleon Vermillion (Friendship): ❤️💛💙

Nozel Silva & Noelle Silva (Family): 💙 (Hurt/Comfort),🤍(Fluff), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Rill Boismortier & Walter (Family): 🧡(Childhood/Backstory),💚(General), & 🤍 (Fluff)

Vanessa Enoteca & Dorothy Unsworth (Friendship): 💛(Friendship),💚(General), & 💖(Alternate Universe)

Yami Sukehiro & Charmy Pappitson (Friendship): 💙🤍🖤

Yami Sukehiro & William Vangeance (Friendship): 💛💙💖💚(General)

Yosuga & Mereoleona: 💛(Friendship), 💚(General), & 💖(Future)

🔴ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS

David Swallow x Letoile Becquerel (Romance): 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), 💚(General), & 💘 (Romance)

Fanzell Kruger x Dominante Code (Romance): 💚(General), 💘(Romance), &💗(Family)

Finral Roulacase x Finesse Calmreich (Romance): 💚 (General), 💝 (Future) & 💖(Alternate Universe)

Finral Roulacase x Finesse Calmreich (Romance): 💙💘💕

Finral Roulacase x Vanessa Enoteca (Romance): 💕 (As Parents) & 💖(Alternate Universe)

Gadjah x Lolopetchka (Romance): 💙(Hurt/Comfort),💘 (Romance), &💖(Alternate Universe)

Gauche Adlai x Grey (Romance): 🤍💙💕

Kaiser Granvorka x His Wife (Romance): 🧡(Backstory), 🤍 (Fluff), & 💘 (Romance)

Langris Vaude x Finesse Calmreich (Romance): 💖 (Alternate Universe) & 🤍 (Fluff)

Licht x Tetia Silvamillion Clover (Romance): 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💚(General), & 💘 (Romance)

Lumiere Silvamillion Clover x Secre Swallowtail (Romance): ❤️ (Secrets), 💚 (General) & 💖(Alternate Universe)

Mars x Fana (Romance): 💙 (Hurt/Comfort), 💘(Romance), & 💝 (Future)

Nozel Silva x Vanessa Enoteca (Romance): 💕(As Parents),❤️‍🔥(Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions), & 💘 (Romance)

Nozel Silva x Vanessa Enoteca (Romance): 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💗 (Family), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Rill Boismortier x Charmy Pappitson (Romance): ❤️‍🔥(Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions),💝 (Future), &💖 (Alternate Universe)

Rill Boismortier x Charmy Pappitson (Romance): 💘(Romance), 💕(As Parents), & 💚 (General)

Yami Sukehiro x Charlotte Roselei (Romance): 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💘(Romance), & 💗(Family)

Yami Sukehiro x Charlotte Roselei (Romance): 💚(General), 🤍 (Fluff), & 💖(Alternate Universe)

DEMON SLAYER

🔵CANON CHARACTER

Yoriichi

🟢PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Free Space for a Brotp of my choice (Thank you, Anon! 🥰) : 💚(General), 💛(Friendship), & 💙 (Hurt/Comfort)

FAIRY TAIL

🔵CANON CHARACTER

Frosch: 🧡🤍💖

Gajeel Redfox: 💚(General),💝(Future), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Lucy Heartfilia: 💚(General),❤️‍🔥(Hopes & Dreams/Life Passions), &💕(As a Parent)

Makarov Dreyar: 🖤💙💚

Minerva Orland: 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💖 (Alternate Universe), & 💕(As a Parent)

Porlyusica: 💚(General), 🧡 (Childhood/Backstory), & 💝 (Future)

Rogue Cheney: 🖤 (Angst) &💘 (Romance)

Sting Eucliffe: 💚(General), 💕(As a Parent), & 💙(Hurt/Comfort)

Yuri Dreyar: 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), 💚(General), & 💘 (Romance)

🟢PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Aguria Sisters (Family): 💙 (Hurt/Comfort), 💝(Future), & 💖(Alternate Universe)

Gajeel Redfox & Juvia Lockser (Friendship):💛 (Friendship),🧡(Childhood/Backstory), & 💚(General)

Gajeel Redfox & Pantherlily (Friendship): 💛💙💝

Gildarts Clive & Cana Alberona (Family): 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💝 (Future), & 💚(General)

Lucy Heartfilia & Levy McGarden (Friendship): 💛(Friendship), 💚(General), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

Makarov Dreyar & Laxus Dreyar (Family): 🧡💙💗💖

Romeo & Macao (Family): 🧡💙💗

Strauss Siblings [Mirajane Strauss, Elfman Strauss, & Lisanna Strauss] (Family): 💚 (General), 🤍 (Fluff), & 💝 (Future)

Sting Eucliffe & Lector (Friendship): 🧡💙💝

Thunder God Tribe/Raijinshuu/Thunder Legion [Laxus Dreyar, Freed Justine, Bickslow, & Evergreen] (Friendship): 💛(Friendship), 💙(Hurt/Comfort), & 💝 (Future)

Wendy Marvel & Chelia Blendy (Friendship): 💝(Future),💖(Alternate Universe), & 💚(General)

🔴ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS

Alzack Connell x Bisca Mulan (Connell) (Romance): 💕(As Parents),💗(Family), & 💘 (Romance)

Gray Fullbuster x Juvia Lockser (Romance): 💙(Hurt/Comfort), 💘(Romance), & 💕(As Parents)

Elfman Strauss x Evergreen (Romance): 💚(General), 💕(As Parents), & 💙 (Hurt/Comfort)

Erik/Cobra x Kinana (Romance): 💚(General),💝(Future), & 🤍 (Fluff)

Gajeel Redfox x Levy McGarden (Romance): 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), 💙 (Hurt/Comfort), & 💕 (As Parents)

Jellal Fernandes x Erza Scarlet (Romance): 🖤(Angst),💙(Hurt/Comfort), &🤍 (Fluff)

Natsu Dragneel x Lucy Heartfilia (Romance): 💚💕💝

Wally Buchanan x Millianna (Romance): 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), 💚(General), & 💝(Future)

Ren x Sherry (Romance): 💘💕💝🤍💗

HORRIBLE HISTORIES: THE MOVIE

🔴ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS

Attilius Marinus x Orla (Romance): 💙 (Hurt/Comfort) & 🤍 (Fluff)

KAGUYA-SAMA LOVE IS WAR

🔴ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS

Yu Ishigami x Miko Iino (Romance): 🧡(Childhood/Backstory), 💝(Future), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

YOUR TURN TO DIE

🔵CANON CHARACTER

Gashu Satou: 💚 (General) & 🖤 (Angst)

Kanna Kizuchi: ❤️‍🔥 (Hopes & Dreams), 💗 (Family), & 💖 (Alternate Universe)

🟢PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS

Kai Satou & Sei (Friendship & Family) (Many Thanks! 🥰 Also, *cries* 😭): 💛 (Friendship) & 💙(Hurt/Comfort)

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