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edith-is-a-cat · 7 months

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Edie's Moots!!!

The ones I've interacted with (alphabetically organized)

💕@angelhairpastawithherbs - Mx. Rose Moth!! - HAS THE SAME MOTHMAN SHIRT AS ME AND THATS HOW WE BECAME MUTUALS SO LOVELY (thats why you are called Rose Moth in my head!!) #mx. rose moth!! 💕

🐙@azulashengrottospiano - Ms. Auburn!! - DWAYNE THE ROCK JOHNSON IS MY MUTUAL GUYS /j, Seriously so very lovely love dropping art in there inbox. *Silently foaming at the mouth with their writing* Literally feels like a celeb followed me back. Tumblr mom/oldest sister skjdnbvkjerfl ily /p and thank you for being so nice to me #ms. auburn!! 🐙

💫@bloody-puppets - My child!! - HIIIIIIII *spins you around like a hula hoop* Yes his tag may have been "father" but those are lies this is my child. Acc snatched up and will help u around tumblr bc you are child. please ill make a terrarium you you goobers #my child!! 💫

@ - Mr. !! - OMG TELLS YOU ABOUT EVERYTHING IM EXCITED FOR YOU WELCOME IN!!!

#mr. !!

🎩@dapperceature - Mx. Dapper!! - EHEHEH IVE MISSED YOU UNDERTALE FANDOM AND ITS SO COOL THAT I HAVE AN UNDERTALE MOOT ILY MWAH /p #mx. dapper!! 🎩

🍬@ferris-the-wheel - Ms. Ferris!! YOU COME INTO MY HOUSE AND BE RLLY NICE AND SUPPORTIVE FOR NO OTHER REASON THAN MY BLOG BEING VERY BLUE, why thank you the rolls will be done in a bit. (ALSO PICKED ME UP BY THE SCRUFF AND ADOPTED ME?) My favorite moot to chew on #ms. ferris!! 🍬

🦀@fryofthefrench - real person. WALKING NONBINARY PRIDE FLAG 🫵 #mx. samsung!! 🦀🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🫵

🐍@l7k-a - Mr. Haru!! - I THINK I LOOKED AT UR PROFILE ONE TIME AND THOUGHT ABOUT FOLLOWING YOU THEN I CHICKENED OUT-- NOT TODAY and u like Basil freaking spinning and shaking. U r like my dad... you have asked me to sleep and isn't late several times. love u sm #mr. haru!! 🐍

🪻@h2llish - Mr. Devil!! I have a fourty bucks, and hopefully the ability to drive soon, wanna grab food?? #mr. devil!! 🪻

💪@i-like-forgs - Mr. Ryoko!! - reads your posts like I read the newspaper, making dramatic gasps ever now and then. I love being to see a little bit of your life. Rattles the bars of my cage, I'm so happy to see you. #mr. ryoko!! 💪

🐎@jangletam - Junior!! - Ken irl -- carefully fits you with a lovely cowboy hat and matching pair of boots #robin jr!! 🐎

✨@officialdaydreamer00 - Mx. Irene!! Picked me up off the side of the road after I reblogged one of his things an unholy amount of times (it was so cute tho I plan to read more when I have time :3!!) #mx. irene!! ✨

💤@vntey - Mx. Leo!! - Ur cool i like you goober #mx. leo!! 💤

🌸@sakka-kyuu - Ms. Sakkakuu!! - PLEASE PLEASE you are so cute and sweet and im a seal plushie to you omg my heart <////3 /pos thank you for existing here bpufvbehbtvhrbtvhbrv you are so neato #ms. sakkakuu!! 🌸

🎀 @shinysparklesapphires - Ms. Sapphire!! - HSHVJKDNVJERVHJBERHD PRETTY MAGICAL GIRL SO COOL HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-- u r so neat I would love to hand feed you (edible) glitter #ms. sapphire!! 🎀

🪷@twistwonderlanddevotee - Ms. Sofia!! - THE WAY I STOOD UP AND RAN AROUND WHEN I SAW U REBLOG THE THING WITH THE PRETTIES WALLPAPER EVER-- I hope you get so much pretty stickers get you arts and crafts supplies and gives you stationary cause i feel u would like it (btw DO NOT WORRY ABOUT TAKING LONG BUT THAT WAS JUST SO SWEET AND I HOPE YOU DID SUPER WELL ON UR FINALS!!!!) #ms. sofia!! 🪷

🐇@twst-om-lover - Mx. Nightmare!! - spins you like a basketball #mx. nightmare!! 🐇

🐇✨@vivislosingitagain - Mx. Vivi!! Can we turn the ocean into tea together??? And then have a tea party if ocean tea doesn't taste weird! (I decided the second emoji for you hope you don't mind!!) #mx. vivi!! 🐇✨

🐈‍⬛@v-anrouge - Mr. Aster!! - You can have some of my blood if you want, fun fact, my blood type is ab so it's not really too useful if I donate it. I would love to bake you something and sit you down to watch a ghibli movie. I really like scrolling through your blog its very neat and i wanna put stickers and sparkles on it. Internet dad. do i have to say more? #mr. aster!! 🐈‍⬛

⭐🐍@weskers-husband - Mr. Miles!! - Hi gremlin boy I'm very glad you are here, post your art right fucking now.. Cool dude please talk to him and be cool to him, if you are mean to him I'm taking your keratin (also check out his poetry account @poems-husband >:D) #mr. miles!! ⭐🐍

🦈@whspermy-name - Mr. Minty!! - *gives you a 10 pound bag of gummy sharks and BOOKS IT for the hills* #mr. minty!! 🦈

🐀@xen-blank - Mx. Xen!! - IM INVITED TO YOUR WEDDING??? GIGGLES AND SHAKES YOU LIKE A JAR OF PICKLES glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you glitters you (EHEHE U R SO NEATO) #mx. xen!! 🐀 You are welcome to ask to be mutuals! I will usually become moots with you on my own if I find you interesting or we just interact a ton!!

#silly little bear's friends :]

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honeytonedhottie · 5 months

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hey! <3 recently started reading ur posts like a few weeks ago n i love them sm they make my day and ive already found them v helpful so thank u so much !!!🫶💗i find lately ive been uncomfy w myself and how i act how i look just me in general and im just in a rut right now and im not sure how to fix / improve that? just need a little advice to put me on the right track. i love u 🩷🩷🩷

thanks so much for this ask anonie <3. so if ur uncomfortable with the way that u act/look/are in general then thats a sign that its time to do some reflection.

maybe ask urself WHY do u feel uncomfortable with these things, and what can u do to become comfortable with them OR change them. i like to see it as, thinking of urself as ur own project, ur life is ur project, ur canvas and u can create whatever version of urself that u want.

its normal to feel uncomfortable with urself from time to time, were only human. during these uncomfortable times its important to show up for and love urself 10x harder 💗

#advice #self care #self love #honeytonedhottie

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lovedazai · 2 months

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mai !! 🥹 sorry i’ve been sending sm to your inbox lately but when i tell you i smiled sm when i logged in & the first thing i was greeted w/ was your rbs on my fic ᰔ i rly put effort into it so i’m so glad you were able to tell + were able to see all the details <3 it really means soso much (coming from you, litt one of my fav writers on here) you flatter me :’) :’) thank you !!

noo pls don’t apologize for that i love seeing u in my inbox :< im so sorry i havent gotten around to ur other ask yet but i promise i will soon !! <33

omg ur so welcome <33 it was the best fyodor fic ive read so far rlly !! everything was so connected even the shakespeare part i had the biggest stars in my eyes !! i wish i could write something like that, i rlly meant it when i said u should be so proud of urself erie !! him having this whole plan to stay in the library bc he knew u wouldnt be able to sleep was so so sweet & im so obsessed w the idea of sigma seeing little bits & pieces of ur relationship thru his memories, ur brain is so big for coming up w that, now i see why ur fyozai’s best girl (づ៸៸៸◟) <33 the intro ab women’s intuition & then reader realizing at the end what was up was such a satisfying loop back ughh i could gush ab it forever >:(( !!

#valentines #signed by erie ⟡₊ ⊹

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maiverie · 2 years

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( ୨୧ ) ── ꒰ update ! ꒱

hi hi everyone !! just wanted to share a super quick update <3 i know this account hasn't been properly active in a month so i firstly wanted to apologise for the inactivity and also keep u all in the loop abt what i have planned in the future :>

( note : it's kinda late here so i'll answer asks tmr :0 <3 )

ㅤㅤ↳ the reason for my inactivity is quite multifactorial but boils down to a lack of motivation to write / be on tumblr + many commitments irl !! ive been working + studying a lot, which has kept me busy :(

ㅤㅤ↳ i don't have plans to deactivate this acc or anything so don't be concerned about that!! not that anyone would even care saslkddjsj just wanna put that out there!! i still very much have a passion for writing, though admittedly my motivation has taken a bit of a hit. nothing really to do with you guys / tumblr,,, i think i just have a tendency to overthink things and sometimes writing can be stressful when ur brain literally mf hates itself :’>

ㅤㅤ↳ a few months ago i reached a new milestone (4 digits!!! that is literally so effing slay IM CRYING) but didn't get the chance to say anything soooo THANK U ALL SOOO MUCHHHH AAAA im seriously in awe at that number because tbh i really don't feel like i've achieved much w this acc T_T sometimes im super embarrassed that my masterlist is so puny and i've only got the one completed fic,, but reaching such a cool milestone is more than enough for me to be utterly grateful. in saying that, i'm so so so sorry abt how horrible my updating schedule is :’’> i'll definitely try to work on it and be more consistent :( in the meantime, if anyone has any idea on like milestone ideas then pls pls pls lmk *-* <333

ㅤㅤ↳ anyways, if you're wondering what my plans are next, the first thing i want to do is update & finally complete triage !!! i have about 2-3k written so far but the final chapter will probably reach 7k+ (kms) :’’> i have sm wips i want to publish and start, but i probably won't do anything about them until my other ongoing fics (misconduct and doublespeak) are on a somewhat steady trajectory to getting finished (i.e. i have a good understanding of where they're headed).

ㅤㅤ↳ to any moots that are reading this (but tbh blr literally looks so dead that i wouldn't even be surprised if nobody sees / reads this HAHAHS), i will defs catch up on all ur updates <33 i really wanna be active again on this acc so ill probably be reaching out sometime soon to say hi :’>

ㅤㅤ↳ lastly, i noticed some people are recommending my fics and asldk;fjl;kjew im literally crying like it genuinely makes me so happy that people are even reading my shit like?? hello?? yall got some questionable ass taste but tysm for enjoying my fics :< i gen love yall sm u !! don't !! even !! know !! sooo yeah thank you so much for all the likes, comments, reblogs, recommendations, or any other sliver of interaction bc yall are the best and i love writing and i love enhypen and i love u all MWAH MWAH MWAH !! anyway i'm probably gna sleep now but tysm for reading this long ass post aksjjadjss ill answer asks tmr!!!

ㅤㅤ— lots and lots of luv from mai <333

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#vis à vis ꒰ announcements! ꒱ ✰

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literalite · 10 months

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Hii!!!💕 Please 🎵🎭💥🔥 for Sunny!

I hope I'm not as late as always, but wanted to send an ask for OC emoji asks thingy and say once again that I love your simblr with my whole heart and especially love the character development and depths of your original characters! The lore behind them is just so detailed, and I can't put my head around how it's possible. Also, your writing is beautiful, and I'd read hundreds of your OC asks replies, you're so good at telling things! ANYWAYS, I hope you're having a great time of the day, regardless of what time it is! I love you & your blog ❤️

🎵 MUSIC NOTE - what is their playlist like? their favourite artists? do you associate a particular song with them?

sunny's playlist is here 😁 but again like nayefs its not really music he'd 100% listen to, just what summarises him as a character. in terms of personal taste he doesnt actually get to listen to a whole lot of music due to the incarceration and shit but if he could he'd like rap a lot i think 🤔 ive been listening to key glock a lot as of late and i think he'd like that

🎭 MASKS - do they act differently around certain people? what's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.?

oh yeah for sure hes almost nothing but masks at this point- he basically works out what he wants from a person and presents the mask they'd be able to work with and thats who he is with them. it's not even something he'll do on purpose half the time, it's so ingrained into his psyche. the person that he is without it isn't one worth his or anyone else's attention as far as he's concerned- its small and damaged and ugly. no one wants to see that shit least of all him

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

"trouble dealing with" is a bit of a loose criteria- if its what he can pack away nice and tight so he can continue being his smug confident extroverted self, its everything. he does well with just leaving difficult emotions for when he'd by himself, but that doesn't mean it doesn't tear him up on the inside. as for what he truly struggles with, its guilt. he feels guilt for being born, for being alive, for every terrible thing he thinks he's done and not so much for the atrocities he actually has committed to be totally honest

🔥 FIRE - do they have any self destructive tendencies? what habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self?

looook there is nothing wrong with casual sex as a concept. but that is his main and most destructive vice he will throw himself into frankly unsafe dynamics and situations and convince himself it's fine as a means to an end because he doesn't have any other outlet available to him. it degrades his already fucked sense of self and worth he's just a thing to be used convincing himself he's okay with being wanted or needed at least in this capacity

CRYYYYYING olya ur literally the kindest ever 🥺 ilysm... i worry that i ramble on too much im glad at least someone is enjoying my terminal brainrot about my own characters sgdjdgdksk thank you sm!! i am having a decent day its a lil unproductive but since im on uni break thats ok i think... mwah i hope u have a wonderful day too 💞

#ask #reply #olya-occult-lover #this might be the last ask of the night im eepy 😴 goodnight everyone i love u all

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lettersformiah · 2 years

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9:37am, 7 jul

hey bubs. only two days of placement! lets go. in my head its friday but its not and im so sad about it. i was late again hehehe i always am though bc i have no sense of urgency bc its fucking school. only late by like a halfa (or technically an hour if you count acg) but yeah i woke up and was like non and then woke up at like 8:15? but yeah. got the 9:25 bus and the worker people who do the stop and go signs had to stop them so i could cross the road hehehe. they were very very nice. the construction, i learnt, is on a power line. dont know what happened there but hopefully it gets fixed soon. had glimpse of us stuck in ym head this morning so ive just been listening to it on repeat. i keep having to sign in at the office so mrs copley doesnt come for me about being truant hehe but how many times can i go there in a week and press the silly buttons about missing my bus or family or sleeping in. its literally a game to me to just fucking press whatever button i see first. getting out of french next period! or at least half of it because im gonna hang out with hannah. none of my friends know im here but theyve also stopped texting me asking where i am so im glad they are just like eh she will get here when she gets here. i dont know what to say to hannah. what do i talk about. i feel like i cant be as open with her as id liek and i know thats so detrimental but like,, ive never been good at being 100% honest with my counselors and stuff so! idk. maybe i just talk about internals and your parents and you obvs and then?? idk job stuff and my dad? and my sister. i dont know i guess i have a lot to say just as an update to my life. also! sorry for falling asleep last night bubba, i know you werent home and its a bit of a mb. its very very sweet of you to stay on call though bubba. makes me so happy :*] even tho rn joji is making me so sad bro like. :'[ oh! geo is actually due first week term 2 ^^ im happy about that bc then i can do it while i wait around for u to be done with uni. but yeah! the reliever :l told me that she wants as much as she can get from us tomorrow but to have all of it done over the holidays. which is nice for me bc then i can do the excellence stuff and get everything done. im so glad. i love mrs haggart sm hehehe shes a banging teacher fr and i hope i get her next year. bio will um be something. maybe he will say just to get it done by tomorrow which i can do all of it tn. and i can write my english! im so fucking happy with it. like smh and my writing isnt amazing by any means, but i found a nice system and sparknotes is like helping me so much so i owe my grade to them for deadass just giving me quotes and themes. i love the internet bro. imagine if i had to do it all from my own fucking brain. id be so pressed. but yeah! i dont know what the last two texts are gonna be but ill just search around sparknotes for some stuff and just randomly search novels ive read in my life. maybe i will actually do the maze runner, surely its on there yk? my nose is all sniffly bubba >:( the outside is pretty chilly and geo is warm as. the temperature difference being a bitch to my poor poor nose. so dog hehe but yeah! idk bubba. i love you! geo will be over in a second so this was just a teeny update on my morning and all that. i love you sm and thank u for everything. mwahmwhamwahwmah

talk soon

-mads<3

#letters

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maggstar · 10 months

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missed talking to u too! holidays? oh me too!! im going to greece soon so that's rly fun n im super excited!! im just happy exams are over cuz that was all i could focus on for some time now! i think they went alright, well even if i fail some of them there is always a retake but i'm trying to be positive about them! but! im FREE ^^ (well kinda)

i hope ur holidays are awesome!! and that u will rest and relax and enjoyed them<3

ive been gone for so long tho :(( i did see some mean people on here cuz i scrolled a bit today, im sorry hun i hope u didnt take it bad, i dont understand why people cannot accept and understand others people views and likes, but hey! im like that too i mostly read hee stuff and .....jake (mwah :3)

yes, also i will try to come around more now that i have time!!!

ALSO, i dont know if u remember but u recommended to me a song by the neighborhood - cry baby(some months ago maybe), and its honestly one of my favorites songs of all the time rn!! always reminds me of u cuz u suggest it - i hope thats not a weird hing to say but yeah !!! what im trying to say it thank u sm !! i loved it!! :DD

i missed talking to u too! i hope u missed my rambling- like asks they are allover the place!! :>

ily, stay safe!!!

-♡

Anon I literally love you??? You're so freaking adorable 😭💞

I'm glad you like it am omg, that feeling of having a fav song is the best ✋🏻

Been lately into "like a rockstar" by chase atlantic, but also "company" by Justin Bieber. Need to find some good songs again haha. But you might really like "self-love" by metro booming and coi leray. It's from the Spiderman movie (which I definitely recommend watching it you haven't, it's amazing).

I missed your ramblings, God. It was so empty here tbh 😣 You put a big smile on my face whenever you write, ily!!

#asks 💌#♡ anon #hope you enjoy your trip in Greece! You deserve all the rest 💕 proud of you

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tyunkus · 1 year

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HI i don't normally send feedback to writers through asks but GODDAMNNN both ur tae fic and hyuka fic were so so mouthwatering and crazily good what 😓😓 ur writing is sosososo easy to read and it flows so well 💔 AND IT GOT ME SO DOWN BAD LIKE i dont even enjoy dirty talking that much but jesus christ the way u wrote hyuka's dirty talk mixed with praise and how he went from a shy lil dude to a cocky mf so smoothly im gonna Scream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ur dialogues are so real and i can picture every single scene clearly in my head && ur writing is so unique ???? SHUT UP even seeing ur ask replies u seem such like a funny person and ur personality seems so easygoing 👎👎 IM IN LOVE W U!!!!!!! tysm for all the content u have been providing u r absolutely amazing <33

STOPPPPPP IM GONNA CRY THANK YOU SM ive been so busy lately i cant keep up with asks but tjis one made me smile so much! tjank you i always appreciate feedback!!! IM SO HAPPY PEOPLE LIKE MY DIALOGUE AND SHIT LIKE EEKKK this kind of stuff really keeps me going yall thank you sm 😭❤️

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rrxnjun · 1 year

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IM SORRY FOR ANSWERING SO SUPER LATE LIFE GOT SO HECTIC ALL OF THE SUDDEN☹️

STILL WITH THE TAKE THE STAIRS FIC U GAVE ME LIFE WITH IT ACTUALLY IT WAS SO NICE TO JUST TURN MY BRAIN OFF AND READ IT SO I THANK U FOR IT!! and like actually need a jaemin in my life istg!! AND THE SAME GOES FOR THE TEASER OF UR NEW CHENLE FIC!!! IT ALREADY SEEMS SO FUN!! SO EXCITED ABOUT IT!!! 🥳🤭

I AGREE I WOULD ALSO RATHER JUST GOOGLE THE END OF THE SHOW!!

AHH I HOPE U FOUND SOME ARTISTS SINCE THEN!!! AND THANK U SO MUCH FOR TAKING TIME OUT OF UR DAY AND TRANSLATING FOR ME!! IM SURE U ARE VERY BUSY AS WELL SO THANK U SO MUCH I REALLY APPRECIATE IT!!!!🥹🥹💝💓 and my god the lyrics are so☹️☹️☹️ it's just such a great song and now it even got so much better with understanding it!!!🥲

WELL IF IT DOES HAPPEN I WILL BE HERE XD parents smh /j (but like actually i understand them cuz traveling alone can be risky☹️) thank u i hope we will figure something out if it does happen🥹🥹

IM GLAD THAT U ARE DONE WITH ONE OF UR ESSAYS ALREADY!! AND I HOPE SINCE MY LAST ASK U STILL ARE DOING GOOD WITH UR SCHOOL WORK AND STUFF🥳

I LOVE UR POSTS THERE LMAO SO DONT BE SORRY and ofc i agree!!! zach was my fav from the why dont we boys🤭 OH MY I HAVENT HEARD ABOUT THE VAMPS IN AGES damn now i'm gonna go and listen to them😵‍💫(also saw that u turned into a treasure stan🫣 and ur take on jikjin!! it's such a great song glad u listened to it!!!)

(liebestraum anon💕 and sorry if i disappear again and for writing a lot i swear i will try and keep it short for once☹️)

AHH ITS TOTALLY OKAY!!!! cant say i didnt miss you but i ofc understand that u have your own life and responsibilities and such,, so dont worry about it🤍🤍 AND THANK U SM AGAIN!!!

DJDJSJ MY CHENLE FIC IS FUN BUT THEN IT GETS DEPRESSING REAL QUICK SO UHHH HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR SOME ANGST ;-; (also i started rewriting liebestraum. just thought i'd let you know<3)

im super glad u enjoyed my translation!! the lyrics are really screamable in my opinion,,, and i also hope i did them justice however i bet i did a better job than all of the ones i saw online :p its not the best artistic lyricism but i like it nonetheless DJSK sometimes u need simple songs to jam to.

travelling alone COULD be risky </3 me and my uni friends randomly travelled to vienna last week because it was warm out and we thought our seasonal depression was finally over and i love me some spontaneous decisions but also it was so anxiety inducing bc it was my first time going abroad with no supervision 😭😭 we had SO much fun but also the stress we were put through to find the bus platform back home ??? never again. was so bad that i broke my 5 month streak of not smoking bc i had to calm myself down somehow and then i was put through the stress of buying cigarettes in german when i caNT SPEAK GOOD GERMAN but 10/10 i would do it again and it made me more confident abt travelling with friends so i WILL drag my equally spontaneous uni friends to budapest as soon as i can. (please tell me they speak at least a little english there)

I AM ACTUALLY DONE W 4 ESSAYS NOW WHOOP WHOOP ‼‼‼ 4 MORE TO GO BUT IM DOING WELL NO STRESS SO FAR. HOPE YOUR SCHOOL IS GOING WELL TOO!

wait do u rlly bc i think im so annoying on there sometimes like girl chill😭😭 but ZACH WAS ALWAYS MY FAV TOO altho i did have a daniel phase. I havent listened to the vamps in ages either i should catch up or sum ;-;

omg dont mention the teumefication of bar i wont admit it to myself yet DHSKSK however jikjin is now my fav song and i fear seeing my 2023 spotify wrapped bc of it now. ive also been watching a concerning amount of treasure map and finding myself in love with jihoon but thats...not important rn.

ill be waiting for u liebestraum anon!!! dw abt sending long asks i always look forward to them🤍 hope your days are filled with joy mwah

#💌ask #liebestraum anon

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kingonafiftymetreroad · 3 years

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What ideas do you have? :)

Oh my, well here they are! 💖

- follow up to Fine Lines, cutsie fluffy fic where Ziall babysit H/L’s kids

- fic for the crossover fest (i think it’s anonymous so i can’t talk much abt it sadly)

- i’ve been wanting to write a uni au recently, but i don’t have any ideas/prompts on what i want to so so

#i rly wanna write a uni fic #like ive been reading them sm lately #idk why lol #thank u for asking tho #i have to finish and post my pop punk louis fic before starting smthg new #ask #anonymous

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technowoah · 3 years

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could you do 21 and 23 from the prompt list with george x gn! or fem!reader?

btw i adore your writing!! i love all your ideas and your imagines are so original ahhh i love them sm

So Cliché [3:41 am]

TYSM! OMG THAT MEANS A LOT TO ME🤚🏾😭

Also sorry this came out so late

I am guessing the prompts are from the fluff list, but if this isn't what you wanted I'll do it from the angst list!

21) "Are you up? Do you need me to stay up?"

23) "Pinki promise kiss"

⚠︎ swearing, fluffy stuff, i didn't proofread 😪

Your eyes adjusted to the dark bedroom you were in. The door was closed and the curtains were slightly opened letting in the slightest slither of light inside. The sun hasn't rose yet and your body felt heavy. You turned around under the warm covers of your bed and looked at the clock beside your bed that shined 3:41 am.

You groaned as you rotated around in bed until you found a comfortable way to lay down. Time seemed to be going slower when you woke up, the need to sleep flooded your mind but you just couldn't relax. Turning around again you faced your closed door that led to the hallway. The door always had to be at least cracked and not completely closed, but your roomate was making too much noise at an ungodly hour.

Living alone wasn't good for you at all, you didn't feel comfortable living alone. It was so quiet all the time and no one was around to entertain you or comfort you when things went bump in the night until your friend George suggested that you moved in with him. You always complained that you needed a roommate so he proposed the idea that you two moved in together to make you feel safe.

A few days from that conversation you packed your things and moved in with George. Slowly but surely you moved all of your things into George's place and he was always there to help. George had two bedrooms in his house and they were right next to eachother. You both woke up around the same time and went to bed at totally different times.

George and you always made breakfast together, sat around the house thinking of things to do and just end up sitting on the couch watching anything interesting he finds, doing chores and going out quickly to then inevitably end up back to the couch to do absolutely nothing. George always ended up sleeping while you two had this time together because he stayed up so late you dont know how he could sleep like a baby like that all the time. He ended up either laying on the armrest of the couch or on your shoulder. You always thought that was uncomfortable for him, but he always ended up there. The last couple times he ended up laying on your thighs which flustered you the first time, and the second, basically anytime he goes to lay on your lap you tense up.

You weren't afraid of physical touch, but this was new to you, you've grown accustomed to George and you think you a crush evolved from nothing. You two have been really close and it all started with a stupid Minecraft server. Ever since you moved in you two have grown closer than ever and your complicated feelings if you would want George as a boyfriend or not flooded your mind as we speak.

[4:01]

You still couldn't sleep and it was becoming a problem. You tossed and turned until you felt comfortable and began to count sheep, but you already got to 40 and didn't feel sleepy at all. Encasing yourself underneath your covers didn't help, it only made you hot. You were wide awake at this point. You had sat up and got out of your bed slipping on some fluffy socks and quitely opened the door and shuffled your way to the living room. You tried to stay quiet trying to keep George asleep as you turned on the TV.

Turning down the volume you sat there for a while underneath a blanket you and George had on the couch for times like this. You had a throw pillow underneath your head while you layed horizontal, across the couch. Two shows later and your eyes began to droop, it was a sense of accomplishment because you were finally sleeping so you stayed there still so you continue to lull yourself to sleep.

"Y/N? What are you doing here?" George asked with tired eyes and gravelly voice. "Are you up? Do you need me to stay up?"

"Fuck you George. I was about to go to sleep. I kinda want you up with me." You complained as you pulled the blanket over your head with your eyes still closed.

"C'mon silly get in your bed. Were you here all night?" George said while leaning against a wall, clearly still tired.

"No. I couldn't sleep. Why are you here?" You asked, but your words mumbled together.

"I heard the TV." George pointed at the TV that was illuminating objects in the dark.

You hummed and he did as well. "Are you okay bub?"

You had a small smile on your face, you loved the small petnames he gave you. You had a small feeling that he didn't mean it in the romantic way you wanted it to be.

"I woke up and cant sleep now. I was almost asleep, but you came in so.." You said still drowsy from staying in the state of in-between being awake and sleep.

"Im sorry." George said with his head against the wall, eyes closed. "Mm sorry I'm tired." George wiped his face.

"Could you sleep with me?"

"What?" George asked laughing slightly.

"No not that, just sleep in the same bed." You said. Your brain was just working on his own. You wouldn't have said this if you were awake, but you were desperate and needed sleep. Also you were touch starved and your crush on George was becoming more apparent each day, but that wasnt the point now.

"Yeah I'll do that." George said while pushing himself off of the wall.

"What?" You said thinking he would reject the offer.

"You sound like me. Come on." George said making his way over to you and reaching his arms out. You sat up looking at him with half open eyes and ended up grabbing both of his hands to pull yourself up.

Once both of you were on your feet you both lazily made your way to your bedroom. You mad yourself comfortable under the covers while George sat ontop, restricting the cover's movements.

"You're ontop of the blankets, it's weird." You mumbled.

"Sorry, sorry. Um, what would you want me to do?" George asked as he got off of the bed and stood there awaiting for an answer.

Your back was facing towards him when you answered. "Come on under the covers, I dont bite." You faced towards him when you said that.

He smiled a bit and then got under the covers with you, he layed on his back facing the ceiling and his hands on his stomach. He was uncomfortable.

You turnedon your side facing George. "Are you uncomfortable? If you want you can leav-"

"No! No. Im just- Ive never done this before you know. I've never comforted anyone like this." George quickly said.

"Like cuddled anyone?"

"Like cuddle, yeah."

A silence fell upon you two until George laid on his side facing you. His face was close to yours and you tried not to freak out right in front of him. He reached his hand across your body and started to rub your back. You shuffled your body a little so that your heads weren't at the same level, you were level with his chest and you got closer leaning your forehead against his chest. You both got more comfortable and got closer in touch, he soothingly rubbed your back trying to lull you to sleep.

It was a while that you both layed like this, basking in eachothers comfort

"I wish I could sing like Wilbur. That would make this moment better." George whispered against your hair.

"You being here makes this moment already great though." You whispered as well hoping he could hear you.

"Really?"

"Really. I mean it. I love this." You pulled him close.

"I love 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ."

"I love you too."

You smiled with your eyes closed. "Promise you love me?"

"Pinki promise I love you." George lazily locked both of your little fingers together.

"Pinki promise kiss." You puckered your lips hoping he would get the hint.

You heard George chuckle and he softly pecked you lips, it was like he was testing the waters. You opened your eyes and he had a small tired smile on his face, the two of you ended up giggling like little kids and then going back into the calming state you both were in.

Thank God for you both being in that state of tiredness. You just hoped that you both remembered what happend at [4:32 am] when you both wake up.

EXTRA:

You were alone in the kitchen this morning making pancakes. George hasnt met up with you yet and you questioned why. Yes you remembered last night and you're glad that you finally had the courage to say that you loved him, but it wasn't how you pictured it happening.

You flipped your pancake as George came put from around the corner looking fresher and more awake than last night. He smiled at you and made his way over to you. He closely stood by you and reached over your head to grab a glass from above. He only stepped that closely to you to grab a glass.

You begun to think that he forgot about last night's kiss. He had filled his glass with ice and then with water he stood over by the refrigerator for a while until he walked over to you.

You had just finished the second pancake of the day and faced George who was stood beside you waiting for your attention. He smiled at you and slowly leaned down and gave you a kiss on your lips. It was slow and longing, like he wanted to do this for quite a while. One of his hands found the side of your face and the other one pulled you closer by your waist. He then pulled away having a big smile on his face, you matched his smile clearly glad that he did that and remember.

"This is so cliché you know that right?" You laughed.

George rolled his eyes playfully. "Exactly, I feel like I've read this somewhere before."

"Like on Wattpad?" You jokingly asked.

"Yeah I read a bunch of DreamNotFound fanfiction on there." George said as he swayed you back and forth along with him.

"Hey~!"

"I'm just kidding! And I pinki promised didnt I?" George rose his eyebrows.

"You did! You did!" You smiled at him and he matched your smile again.

"I love you." George said.

"I love you too." You replied.

"I could get used to this!"

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yesterdays-shadowtag · 2 years

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*switches mic on* HEY HEY HEYYYYY!!!!!! heloo maraaa (pls excuse my enthusiasm, i'm trying my best to look like an outgoing person) so i saw that bsd is one of your fav anime/mangas and i really wanted to know your thoughts on fyodor, what u think about his ability, personality etc etc, thank you very much!!! *passes the mic to you*

*takes mic graciously* HELLOO apologies for answering a day late i had a physics exam >_> ALSO THANK U SM FOR THE ASK I APPRECIATE IT TONS <3 IVE BEEN MADE AWARE THERE'S A HAIKYUU REF IN YOUR ASK?? I haven't watched it yet 😭👍

firstly, since i havent read crime & punishment + theres a lot of people more educated than me who've made awesome theories on fyodor's ability i'm gonna link this post which mentions quite a few of them here.

I actually have a lot of thoughts on fyo - most importantly the really, really cool aspect of how everything in his life is portrayed to be balanced or "karmic" and how he's trying his hardest to break away from it. (Karma is a supposed universal law by which good or bad actions determine the future modes of an individual's existence - in essence, how a bad action reaps a bad consequence)

In S3E4, what struck me was the fact that the kid who Fyodor killed, was called "Karma." And knowing how Asagiri-sensei isn't a person to play around with names there are a bunch of interpretations you can get from it - what I think is that Fyodor killing Karma is very reminiscent of him trying to destroy the karmic consequences of everything he does.

His ability's name itself - "Crime and Punishment" - shows a duality, the way in which a crime demands its punishment. I did a quick read-through of the Crime and Punishment's wikipedia page, and this caught my eye:

The notion of "intrinsic duality" in Crime and Punishment has been commented upon, with the suggestion that there is a degree of symmetry to the book.

Symmetry. Duality. Karma. Sounds familiar, right?

Not to mention this iconic scene of Dead Apple:

"I am Crime. I am Punishment. But you know, Crime and Punishment are close friends."

The symmetry and parallels between them are perfect. Not to mention Fyodor's ability doesn't attack him, making me think that Fyodor's ability is bound by karma - unless he hurts his ability, his ability can't hurt him. As long as Fyodor cooperates with his ability, his ability will stay his "friend."

It's possible that Fyodor detests this karmic duality he's bound too - so despite it working out to his advantage, he wishes to do something "evil" without having the consequences thrown back at him.

Maybe that's why he wants a world without abilities, so he can be free from his own, and therefore choose what "crimes" he commits and what "punishments" he receives.

THIS BECAME A BIT LONG SJKSD I HOPE YOU ENJOYED PLEASE DO SEND IN MORE ASKS ABOUT ANYTHING YOU LIKE <33

#fyodor dostoyevsky bsd #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd analysis #bsd manga spoilers #bungo stray dogs #bsd theory #bsd manga #bsd 95 #bsd meta #fyodor dostoevsky #crime and punishment bsd #bungou stray dogs meta #[🥞] - answering asks!#[🍓] berry #bungou stray dogs analysis #bungou stray dogs fyodor

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not-me-simping-for-blasty · 3 years

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I come here for words of wisdom. Every time I read a fanfic about Bakugou being a fuckboy I normally laugh it off because it sounds ridiculous in my mind, although sharing this thought with other people made me realize that some actually think he might be in the future???? So, I want your honest opinion. Not just about that, but I'd genuinely love to know your input on how Bakugou would be in his late-teens, early adulthood, before (for the sake of it) meeting X and settling. Would he sleep around? Would he try for a relationship and fail? What would fail? What would make him settle? Would he really just focus on hero work and that's it? So. Many. Questions.

Hope everything is going great for you. I haven't been on tumblr much (am I the only one noticing the insane wave of wattpad writing here??? p.o.v. and all??????) but I've been following your stuff, and as always, it's incredible. 💞💕

PLS - okay this is so nice to see bc i’ve actually been taking a break from tumblr/writing for the past month. (mental refresh u kno?) aND YESTERDAY I CAME BACK AND SCROLLED THRU MY DASH AND SAW WATTPAD STUFF JUST LIKE YOU SAID.

i was shocked. aghast. completely bewildered. pls i even caved and searched up bakugou fics just to see if everyone else is treating him like that,, and like i dont even know why i did that, because ofc i knew the answer was gonna be yes!! the answer is always yes !!! like i just saw so many fics of him as such a “ooo daddy dom badboy bakugou 🥴🥴” and like why???? bakugou is such a frickin nerd?? and thats sooooooo funny?? whY STRIP HIM OF HIS COMEDIC POTENTIAL ???

but yes yes specifically about bakugou being a fuckboy..... yeah i have no idea where the fuck they get that from. like- did we watch the same show???? sex and especially being naked are such vulnerable things at their core, and they rlly think Mr. Anti-Vulnerability is gonna be the one to sleep around??? to willingly put himself into a vulnerable situation time and time again?? no. pls. c’mon y’all. sometimes i think even todoroki would be more likely.

and just- to sleep around you have to be very comfortable showing interest in other people, over and over and over again. and i just- bakugou doesn’t even admit that his friends are his friends???? and somehow they think that suddenly he’s gonna go around telling people “hey. i like you. and by admitting that to you, i am therefore giving you a slight bit of power over me.”

i- no. he’d never. period, end of story. he would rather be fuckin’ dead. so the answer is no, as he currently is, i cannot for the life of me see why he’d ever become a fuckboy. he just doesn’t have it in him lmaoooooo

ooo but about the what makes him settle question- THANK YOU IVE BEEN DYING TO TALK ABOUT IT.

okay so how i see it, is bakugou is probably totally and completely fine being alone up until his like mid 20’s. sure he thinks maybe it’d be nice to have somebody, but he works so hard that it’s always a fleeting feeling. but then he gets a little older, settles into his spot on the rankings (#3 btw, im soRRY kats but its the truth!!) and watches all his friends get into meaningful relationships. and then, a few more years down the line (think late 20’s/ early 30’s) he’ll be sitting back and being like “shit. i don’t have anybody like that. somebody who’s just for me. who’d pick me first always.”

and i think that is what he wants most of all. i mean, he’s clearly chock-full of insecurities related to that idea, and i cant imagine him ever settling without that need being fufilled. like, i think eventually he’ll probably abandon the idea of being #1 hero, but he’ll still keep that dream of being #1 somehow. so once he finds somebody that always has his back, always puts up with his shit and still loves him at the end of it?? still looks at him with stars in their eyes day after day??? pls. mans is putty and will never even dream of leaving

but that being said- i dont think he’s gonna find The One on first try. i think he’ll be aiming for that, but i cant see it working out. even when he starts seriously dating around his mid 20s, i think he’ll still be too caught up with his hero work. it’ll take him a good few years and one/two failed relationships to finally find a balance that works for him and whoever he ends up with

@i-need-air tysm for asking,,,, clearly i have a lot of thoughts and i love him sm so this was so fun!!!!!! i loved this ask ty!!!!

#bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugou #katsuki bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha fic #mha bakugou #bakugou imagine #bakugou ask #bnha #mha

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aphrodite-made-me-write-it · 3 years

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Everything Stays

Part Three: Let’s Go In The Garden...

(A/N) yo i’d like to say thank u to angelwolf-20258 for being so frickin kind. i always read ur comments and they’re always so nice!! unfortunately this isn’t my main tumblr so i can’t respond to them or at least i don’t know how bc im perpetually stuck in 2014. i love u and i appreciate u sm. ALSO!! Those of u who asked to be on the taglist for the last chapter!!! i wasn’t sure if u wanted to be tagged for just this story or not so a;lskdfj that’s kind of what im doing?? if you want to be tagged for everything just let me know! i’ve got handy lil notes on who to tag for what !

(A/N2) Sorry for not posting. I’m all good now sdkfj just needed to like.... bask in emotions for a bit bc it’s time for the sacrificial waterfall if u know what i mean SO i have just been crying over disney and curling into a blanket burrito. i’ve slept more this week than i have in months. sorry this chapter is short but it’s bc it was one whole chapter w the next one but then that was so long it made tumblr take a shit so. yea sldkf

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Rating: M (This Chapter; E for whole story)

Warnings: I think slight PTSD; Mentions of A Shitty Childhood!; Daddy Issues!; Blood & Violence; and a bit of fluff. as a treat. oh also mentions of death sorry i forgot humans did that

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Vampire!Helsing!Reader

Chapter Word Count: 3,868 (shortest of ‘em all i promise. just didn’t want the next one to be massive)

Total Word Count: 14,880

Synopsis: You take a trip to an old haunt with Natasha. Unfortunately, this old house is haunted with more than just memories. Even worse, you’re starting to realize maybe monsters do have feelings. Like, a lot of them.

| i | ii | iii | iv | coming soon |

Lately, there were few times when Natasha ever viewed you as the century-old supernatural being you are. Maybe she’s just adjusted to those shocking red eyes or the occasional glimpse of a pointed fang. Right now, though, you look ancient.

The cottage isn’t much; at least, not anymore. It’s a rotten corpse of a building, collapsed over time and history. The roof is caved in, half of the wall following with it. It’s a death trap, at best, and you’re staring at it with such wanton sadness it makes Natasha’s heart ache.

It’s a little startling, how different everything feels.

You can remember so much about this place - about this home. The trees are the same, you think. You recognize that elm. The air feels the same - carrying the same wildflower scents in the breeze. The fences are wooden, miraculously still standing. There’s the well, though it’s long dry by now.

You approach the doorway slowly, pausing when you get closer to the elm. You’re startled to find three smooth, large stones resting beneath. One you know well as the grave of your brother. No body, as your father had burned it, but just a placemarker for him. You spent so many nights talking to that stone.

You lean down to read the inscriptions on the other two, your heart leaping into your throat as you do so. In Dutch, it reads:

‘Abraham Van Helsing / God Forgive Me’

‘Lucille Van Helsing / Lost Without Love’

Unbidden, you release a choking sound - something like a sob. Who did this? Who would have possibly cared enough to leave them this? You were gone, and she had- she’d really-

“Hey,” Natasha’s voice is soft, though it still startles you from your stunned trembling. You look at her, eyes wide and brimming with tears. “Come here,” she urges, pulling you into an unexpected hug. You relax into it, closing your eyes and swallowing the wave of grief that’s suddenly pressing against you. “You’re okay, I’ve got you.”

“I’m sorry,” you mutter, pulling back with an embarrassed smile. “I- I knew they would be dead. I mean, it’s been… so long. Just- seeing it, I think…”

“You don’t have to explain yourself,” Natasha shakes her head, dropping her arms to her sides. “I get it.”

You nod stiffly, clearing your throat and eyeing your former home once more. “Okay. What are the odds the whole thing collapses on top of me if I open the door?”

She stares at it critically, pursing her lips as she does so. (The action is innately adorable. You can’t shake the image of it from your mind.) “I’d say… ten to one.”

“I’ll take those odds,” you announce, approaching the door and opening it with zero caution. Thankfully, nothing happens. You don’t miss Natasha’s relieved sigh before she follows you inside.

It isn’t large, by any means. It’s rather tiny, compared to… well, any housing these days. The first room has a fireplace and chairs, though the furniture has long since fallen to decay and a few bricks are spilling from the fireplace. The wooden floor is dangerously creaky as you move to the room that had once been your parents’ room.

Much of the house has fallen victim to the elements, but doesn’t appear to have been messed with by any of the locals of the village nearby. Maybe because it’s so out of the way, it’s easy to overlook.

You begin searching the usual spots your father hid most of his work. A lot of the books you grab fall apart just as soon as you open them, but they were mostly boring religious texts you never bothered with anyway. You’ve resorted to searching under the bed when you finally find what you’d been looking for.

It’s leather-bound, protected by magic to withstand plenty of damage. Your own journals had been scattered throughout Europe on your trade to the castle, and probably sold off to some foolish collector who’s got no idea what they’ve stumbled upon.

This one, though. This is the one that matters.

Your father’s journal.

He was a meticulous man, thorough in his research and detailed in his findings. You open it immediately, fingers trembling with anticipation, and flip to one of the last pages. It’s written in a rush, the writing difficult to read, but you manage well enough.

November 13, 1912

I have walked into the Pit, and I have seen the King of Darkness. I have awoken a great evil. Dear, God, forgive me. I pray that He did not follow me, but I cannot be certain, so I must part with this journal in hopes that my daughter finds it.

One of the earliest Heirs encountered this Son of Cain. His own first born was bitten by the damnation, and a prophecy was born. If a Helsing ever falls victim to this Dark Prince, they will forever change the world. He took his own life, risking eternity in Hell to save humanity. Thus, our fate, and the fate of the King of Vampires, is forever intertwined. I fear this prophecy could mean the destruction of mankind.

Child, do not follow me into certain death. This is a darkness I cannot fight. You must stay with your mother. Keep her safe for me. I will not be returning home.

I wish I had known what Arthur was-

We cannot undo what has already been done.

I am sorry. I love you.

You reread it over and over until you’re certain it’s been etched into your mind. There’s blood dried in various places, scarring the words just enough to be barely legible. The prophecy. Of course. You let out a disbelieving, watery huff of laughter.

It’s like something has snapped inside of you. Some kind of string wound too tight. After everything you’d been through, after all the monsters you’ve faced… and he wanted to leave you behind with your mother to die in an apocalypse. He didn’t even want to stop it. He was going to let the world end-

Did he really get bitten by something? Did he truly die in the way every Helsing dies sooner or later? Or was he too much of a coward to look death in the eye and spit in it?

Your laugh is empty, meaningless. Just like your life had been.

Natasha approaches the room silently, cautiously, upon hearing your almost maniacal laughter. “Did you find something?”

You wave the journal in the air. “Oh, I found plenty.” It’s startlingly animalistic, the way the words rip through your throat like a growl. “I should have known. He never saw me as the heir. He never would have left Arthur here. He’d have tried to stop it if Arthur was with him.” You throw the journal against the wall, listening to the hard smack and the flutter of the paper. It falls to the wooden floor with a thunk, not a page out of place.

“(Y/N)-”

“He didn’t even try,” you snarl, looking at Natasha with an achingly open expression. You remind her, for a moment, of a young child finding out the ugly truth of their parents. She knew your relationship with him wasn’t the best, but she could see you idolized him in some way. Now, you look broken. Lost. “He wanted to leave us here to die. He knew it was impossible to take on a literal king of vampires alone. He did it anyway.”

“Or he didn’t want you to die with him?” She suggests, keeping her tone gentle.

You roll your eyes, looking away to wipe furiously at them. They’re burning, like you’ve got the urge to cry, but no tears come. “He was a coward.”

“So, you were right, then. He couldn’t take Harkon alone. But you did. You stopped the world from ending. Without him.”

“He was bones by then, I’m sure,” you grumble.

“The point is, you did that. You are the heir. You’re the one that matters. Not him.” She reaches out to grasp your arm. “This might not even be the real prophecy. It looks like he wrote that in a hurry.”

“So, what, we’re back to square one?” You huff, finally looking back at her and feeling somewhat embarrassed by your outburst.

“Not necessarily.” Natasha releases your arm to pick the journal up. “We just need more resources.”

“So, Paris, then?” You frown. “We should be careful. Elizabet isn’t very trustworthy. I’m positive her ‘friend’ is some kind of creature from the Underworld, but I don’t know what yet.”

“Fury traced the name. She’s an art critic, and in just a few days she has a ball planned to celebrate her newest prized possession. Some kind of necklace worn by a former Queen of France.” Natasha explains, holding the journal out to you. “We’ve got invites as American representatives from the Smithsonian.”

You snort. “I know nothing of art.”

“But you do know history, grandma.” She winks.

You roll your eyes before they land on an old box just beside the mattress, resting on a table. The smile pulls at your lips, unbidden, as you reach for the box almost blindly. Your mother would kill you if you’d ever touched this, but-

Well, she’s not here anymore.

There are familiar pairs of earrings you recognize. She’d worn them plenty of times throughout your life, before she…

Old bracelets, worn necklaces - many you’re sure could sell for plenty of money by now. Finally, you find what you had been looking for.

It isn’t a grand ring by any means, but it was always one of your favorites. You can feel the magic thrumming from it as you hold it between your fingers with great caution. It stings, feels wrong to be around, but that just means it’s still in working order. You murmur a soft incantation, much to the surprise of Natasha - who, up until now, hadn’t even seen you use your magic before - and the feeling gradually goes away.

“What is that?” She asks, looking down at the deep green gemstone. Holding it in place are vine-like silver tendrils curling into each other. You aren’t sure how old it is, but your father had enchanted it himself long, long ago to give to your mother. It wasn’t her wedding ring, but it was a ring that kept her safe for many years.

“It’s an enchanted ring,” you explain, holding it out to her. “It makes you feel… different to the rest of the monsters. Like you’re spoiled, or something. More of a claim, really.”

She arches an eyebrow, plucking the ring delicately. “I realize you’re old-fashioned but there’s no need to ask for my hand to get into my pants.”

If you could blush, you would. “Ha ha. Very funny. That was my mother’s ring, I’ll have you know.”

She puts it on with pursed lips, examining it for a long moment like a real professional. You try not to tap your feet as she does so. “It’s pretty,” she murmurs. “But, what about you?”

“I… enhanced it a little,” you admit shyly. “A simple spell, really.”

“That’s-”

A thud makes Natasha’s features go slack with shock. She crouches low, her gun in her hands in a breath of a moment. You follow her lead, crouching and reaching beneath the bed until you find the familiar handle of a stake. Two of them - your father was a raging paranoiac. You pull them out and hand one to Natasha.

“Does anyone else know about this location?” Natasha asks in a quiet voice. “Any old friends?”

“No,” you whisper back. “This place used to be protected against vampires. It was gone long before we got here.”

You should have been more prepared for this.

“Stay close to me,” you order. “You’re going to shove that right in its chest, as deep and hard as possible - but only if it comes for you. I’m going to keep it off of you.”

“Nice try,” she scoffs. “I’m not hanging back and letting you have all the fun.”

Thud.

“Nat, this isn’t a-”

The door slams open, effectively shutting you up. You take a slow step closer to Natasha, fingers wrapped firmly around the familiar smoothed wood.

“It’s been far too long,” comes the bone-chilling voice. It’s a familiar, distant memory - a memory you try, in vain, to push away. “Come on, don’t be shy.”

You creep out of the room, signaling for Natasha to stay back, bile rising in your throat. “You shouldn’t be alive,” you hiss, standing to your full height.

“Neither should you,” the grin is full of sharpened teeth. Marcus is one of the oldest vampires you’ve ever fought. You were certain you left him for dead in your rampage. Evidently, you were wrong. “I always knew you would come back. You have no idea what you’ve unleashed, do you?”

His skin is grey with age, his eyes sunken in. He must have been handsome, long, long ago, but something happens with vile creatures like him. Something in the way they can return from the Pit like this.

“Get out of my home,” you snarl.

“I buried her, you know.” He continues, still grinning. He taps his long, bony fingers against the trim of the long-forgotten loveseat. “Your poor mother. I think something happened when your dear father came home.”

Anger sparks within you sharp and hot. A strike of lightning. Before you even realize what you’re doing, your body throws itself at the ancient monster. His red eyes flash with amusement, fingers finding your arm and throwing you - carelessly, easily - out of the hole in the side of the cottage.

You land with a hard thud. The stake is still in your hand, but you’re starting to feel that familiar heat of your magic coming to life. It thrums in your palms, dances at the edges of your fingertips. Marcus follows easily, his fist flying at your face with the speed of a bullet.

You’re not human anymore, though.

You grab his hand in yours, sending a violent wave of heat through your palm. He howls in pain, the stench of burning flesh hitting your nose. There’s a shadowy cloud drifting around your fingers, but you pay it no mind.

Marcus roars in fury, lunging at you and pinning you against a nearby tree. Your back scrapes against the bark just before he tosses you into the air with such ease you may as well be a ragdoll. You grab his neck the first chance you get, stake forgotten, and curl your body over his.

You see a flash of red, hear the thrum of a panicked heartbeat. Natasha.

Marcus’ head swivels in the direction of her. You don’t see his grin, but hear it in his voice. “You brought a friend, too. How delightful.”

He grabs you roughly, pinning you to the ground and TEARING at your arms. “I’d love to make you watch as I kill her,” he laments, “but the King will not allow the likes of you to walk in His New World.”

You hear the familiar crunch of a vampire’s flesh being torn apart. He’s going to rip your arms off, savor every second of killing you. The pain is enough to make you scream.

Then, there’s nothing but the pained howl of Marcus. Natasha has her legs wrapped around his neck, her stake coming down at a strong - but unfortunately clumsy - angle. He tosses her aside easily. She lands next to you with a grunt, but seems uninjured.

You, on the other hand… you’re getting weaker. He’s too strong - Natasha isn’t experienced enough with hunting vampires this old. He died and came back - he must have obtained something in return.

“Natasha,” you look at her with wide, panicked eyes. “I have to ask you something.”

“Now is not the time for that proposal.” She pulls you back to your feet just in time to avoid Marcus’ next lunge. She really is remarkably fast for a human.

“No,” you wheeze. “I need- I need to drink your blood.”

“Oh,” she blushes. “Uh- right- right now?”

“I need you to trust me.” You breathe. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“Okay,” she yelps when you take her into your arms, sending a wave of your unusually dark magic in the direction of the vampire. He snarls as it holds him in place.

You waste no time while the spell lasts. You lift your head to Natasha’s neck, placing a careful kiss there as she slowly tilts her head to the side. You sink your fangs in, sighing with relief. Strength flows into you quickly, violently. You’re trembling when you pull away, giving her another lasting kiss over the bite. Natasha’s body becomes slack as you ease her beneath the elm tree beside your brother. You pray, if there’s anything listening, that it’s Arthur, and some part of him will keep her safe while you turn to Marcus with a newfound energy bursting through you.

He cackles. “You would keep a blood-”

“Finish that sentence and I promise you will not be able to return in one piece.” Your hands are swarming with that dark smoke, now.

He eyes you with real fear, suddenly. His near-glowing eyes hone in on your palms. “He- it’s worse than he thought…”

“It’ll be a helluva lot worse for you in a second!” You announce, taking your chance to grapple him to the ground.

He tears into you with all he’s got. You hear something like a tree cracking as you throw him against it. At last, your moment comes, and you twist off his head with a quick, smooth motion. He falls to the ground, head rolling away as you ease yourself away from the body. You waste no time in burning it, using a final burst of your powers to light the parts before hurrying back to where Natasha lay beside the tree.

She looks up at you with glazed eyes. “Good?” She slurs.

“Good,” you confirm, holding your hand out to her. “Now let’s scram before we can get caught up with anyone else paying me a visit.”

Finding a taxicab is difficult, but not impossible. Natasha is just starting to come to by the time you make it to your hotel. When you’re finally in your pajamas, snuggled into your separate beds, she finally speaks:

“Are you alright?”

You stare into the darkness for a long while. Are you alright? It’s sort of a ridiculous question isn’t it? “I might be starting the apocalypse that I ended a century ago. So…”

“Who doesn’t start their fair share of apocalypses?”

You snort. “What, is this a common occurrence with your line of work, agent?”

“It doesn’t usually involve an ancient cabal of vampires, but,” she clears her throat. “It’s nice to have a little change every now and then.”

You laugh. “You’re nuts.”

“Aren’t we all?” She hums. “But, seriously, you aren’t alone in this.”

You smile to yourself. “I know.”

- - - -

“It’s different, isn’t it?” Natasha asks, her hand finding yours almost absentmindedly. She tells herself it’s to avoid getting lost in the crowd, but you’re certainly not complaining. (Or asking.) “The city, I mean. I can’t imagine what this feels like to you.”

“The whole world is different,” you shrug. “Be nice if it was less dangerous, though.”

She wrinkles her nose. It’s so cute you have a brief thought of leaning in and kissing it. “Don’t think that’ll happen any time soon.”

The sun has just set, Amsterdam igniting its nightlife with the rise of the moon. You take in the sight of all the young, smiling faces. You think of the dirt roads you used to know, the children you grew up with. Had their lives been happy? When you gave yourself into the ‘family business’, you lost contact with so many of them. You didn’t care for remembering them back then. You were going to die young, and you were ready for it.

But now you’re something like alive, in a new city with a new face beside you, smiling like it’s just a normal night. You’re two normal people, out doing normal people things. (Which, you suppose you are, before your flight to Paris tomorrow.)

Natasha’s eyes are bright; she looks ethereal. If you could capture this exact moment, when your eyes meet and her lips are curled into that smirk of hers, and relive it forever - you would.

The bar is dark and heavy and loud. Getting drunk isn’t as fun when it takes too much alcohol to get you tipsy, but Natasha doesn’t seem to mind. She can hold her own, that’s for sure.

She’s getting your final round of drinks for the night when a woman perches beside you. She reeks of rum, her eyes drooping and her smile lazy.

“Are you American?” She asks, her accent heavy with her drunken state.

“No,” you admit. “But I live in America.”

“You’re cute,” she leans in too close for comfort. “I can show you the best spots in-”

“That’s nice,” you politely offer, scooching back an inch just to stop smelling the alcohol on her breath. “But I really don’t think you should-”

“C’mon,” her hand falls on your arm, squeezing lightly. “It’ll be fun.”

“I came here with someone.” You try to pull your arm away but she’s either relentless or clueless or just needs to stop drinking.

“So?” She purrs. “I don’t see them now.”

A throat clears. The girl turns to find Natasha glaring daggers. If looks could kill, Natasha would be an even deadlier assassin. The drinks are sitting on the table, forgotten momentarily as Natasha hones in on her target. She looks at you, briefly, before scowling at the woman.

“Well? You see me now, don’t you?”

The girl’s eyes widen. “I-”

“No, no, please. Continue grabbing my girlfriend in front of me.”

“I’m just gonna-” the girl slides out of the booth and scurries away like a frightened chihuahua. You snort as Natasha takes her spot, looking a little too smug.

“Aw, you called me your girlfriend,” you tease, taking your drink and offering it in a toast. She clinks her glass against yours with a roll of her eyes.

“It’s the only way to scare off desperate people like that.”

“I liked it. You should be possessive of me more often.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

It’s weird, this moment of sudden clarity. You had never considered falling in love before - you had no plans to pass on the family curse, after all, and there was simply no time for it. You saw how distraught your father’s absence made your mother. You had been there for the waiting, for the ‘what if’ that lasted months at a time.

You never wanted it.

But that doesn’t stop it from finding anyone, does it?

“Why are you smiling at me like that?” Natasha asks, blushing a little under your attention.

“You’re just beautiful, that’s all.”

I really am in deep shit, you think distantly.

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