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thoughtfullyrainynightmare · 2 years

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Request from the dms: yo! could I get another potential friendship story including two local assholes zora ideale and gauche adlai because that's a friendship I'm willing to die for, context is your choice - I'd love to see them being snark together haha! you're free to include other bulls too! please and thank you :DDD

Tag: @the-black-bulls

A/N: Hiya! Certainly! This friendship is one of those that I need to reason out for myself (but it’s okay because they need to figure it out too, so it’s all just figuring out). Oh, and btw, I had really fun talking to you. The convo brightened up my day ^-^

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Characters: Gauche Adlai, Zora Ideale, Magna Swing, Luck Voltia, Noelle Silva, Asta, and Yami Sukehiro Genre: General Fanfic type: Oneshot Warning: mentions of alcohol Length: ~1.2k

It wasn’t often that Zora sat down in a tavern for a drink, because sitting there, for all to see, didn’t really suit him. He could practically feel the eyes turning to him, whispering about him.

Not that he really cared. As long as people kept to themselves.

He had no qualms about stepping in on those ‘magic knights’, as they called themselves, harassing and tormenting regular people, if there was a need. But when it came to him, just minding his own business, and enjoying a drink for himself, only for someone to decided that his mere presence was a problem? That, is what he had a problem with.

But. It was a slow afternoon, and the village was relatively small, so he was able to sit by himself on the terrace of a tavern while sipping his drink.

People were walking by, going about their chores, and he let his eyes, along with the train of his thoughts, wander free. There wasn’t anything specific to think, or worry, not at that moment at least. So, it wasn’t a bad day. Though it wasn’t a particularly good day either. It was just a day.

The cold drink was nice though, on such a warm day; it was almost summer.

“Didn’t know you were here too,” spoke a familiar voice, almost as if a scoff, but more of an observation.

Zora glanced to his side, onto the other side of the terrace railing, seeing Gauche there with a bag full of toys.

“On a shopping spree for Marie?” He asked, turning his eyes straight ahead.

“There’s hardly anything new for her,” Gauche remarked. A simple as that.

A moment of silence fell into the air, where neither really knew what to say. If they had been at the base there would have been no need to say anything further. But now, there, in the village, it almost seemed like there was a need to do so.

“Want a beer?” Zora asked, lifting his bottle with another side glance to Gauche.

Gauche replied with a glance of his own, thinking if he should take on the offer. They weren’t exactly buddies, but they’d be in the village for some time longer, and… of he was honest, his feet were aching from all the walking he had done.

And besides, they sat around the same table at the base constantly. That didn’t make them friends, so… there was no reason why this would either.

“Sure,” he replied with his usual, low, monotone voice, before circling around and leaving his bag next to Zora as he got himself a drink as well.

Clouds floated by in the air as just the usual sounds of a quiet street lingered around. The chatter of passer-by’s, the sound of steps, of wind, of carts. Until there was the sound of someone running.

Zora lifted his eyes to see Magna sprinting past the tavern.

Not interesting.

Gauche sat down, placing his bottle onto the table and leaning back in his chair.

There was a sound of more running steps and laughter.

Luck ran past them.

“What are those idiots up to now?” Gauche asked, not needing an answer.

“What are they usually up to?” Zora replied with a rhetorical question of his own.

Noelle ran past them.

They both quirked an eyebrow.

“Noelle doesn’t usually run after them,” Gauche commented.

“That’s because royalty doesn’t run, and certainly doesn’t run after anyone,” Zora said with sarcasm seeping through his tone.

“WAIT FOR ME!” Asta ran past them.

Zora and Gauche turned to look where they were going, and stayed silent for a while. It seemed as if all onlookers were also staring towards the same direction with questioning frowns, wondering what was going on. But for Zora and Gauche, instead of wondering what was going on, they both had a brief thought passing through their minds; the thought of, if it would be better to walk away as if nothing had happened, or was this one of those instances where the numbskulls couldn’t deal with it by themselves.

But. As if by some shared decision they didn’t voice, they took a sip of their drinks, and decided that it wasn’t worth getting involved. After all, chances were that it wasn’t anything more than just mischief. Of some kind.

“What time did Finral say to meet up again?” Gauche wondered out loud, looking ahead of himself.

“Around five.”

“You think they’ll get manage until then?”

Zora took another sip with a thoughtful hum.

“Oy! Come back here!” There was another voice, this time that of Yami, who was marching through the street. The air around him was thick with his mana flaring up around him, the ground cracking under his feet. His eyes were fixed in front of him, as if trying to lock on a target.

Until they landed on Zora and Gauche.

“That way,” Zora nodded his head, gesturing towards the direction the rest had been running to, which was received with a nod and followed by Yami continuing his way forward.

Whatever the rest had done, seemed to be between them and Yami. And it was going to get settled sooner, or later. Better sooner, than later, for the rest of the Bulls, because Yami was a… good captain for them. But he also called the shots, and put a roof over their heads. It wasn’t good to keep him mad.

“No,” Zora continued, after Yami had disappeared from sight.

“No what?” Gauche asked, tilting his head up and looking at the clouds float by.

“They won’t manage until five,” Zora replied.

It was a strange moment for them both. They rarely talked. Anywhere. And they certainly weren’t talking a lot now either. But there was a strange sensation of calm; like neither needed to explain anything. Things just were. The Bulls were, for the most part, the family they both knew.

Of course, Gauche still had Marie to look after, which was more than Zora did, but… It wouldn’t have been quiet as good with just him and Marie. There was more… security, with this. This felt more like a family, even if he would never admit it out loud.

But even with all of the Bulls… Gauche couldn’t just sit like this, and not say a word. At least not without it feeling awkward on some level. Not all of them would understand the loneliness, the pressure, the spite to get back at the world. The wish to protect… for Gauche it was Marie and for Zora it was his father’s ideals; and the need, the almost need, to do so alone. Because it was theirs to protect.

It was a very strange sensation; a strange moment.

“No, they won’t,” Gauche agreed, downing his drink.

That was when he could have gotten up and left. His feet weren’t tired anymore, but… he didn’t mind having another drink.

#black clover fanfiction #zora ideale #gauche adlai #the black bulls #black clover oneshots

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pacifymebby · 2 years

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Hiya! Ok so buckle up this is gonna be a long one sorry! So our day trip was super fun and we had a great time!! We went to a little park it was so lovely! I think I definitely accomplished the goal of spending more time talking to him and getting to know him!! We spent so much time talking and laying around together that we didn’t have time to go back to his place to have sex lol (and even if we did I was on my period so it would’ve been a one way thing). I’m seeing him again soon and I’m hoping my period will be completely gone by then because I’m a little touch starved.

And omg like I’m freaking out about him talking to his mom about me it’s so cute and omg bestie guess what… He finally said the word date!!! Apparently he’s been referring to our hang outs as dates this entire time and I had no idea. We’re not like officially boyfriend and girlfriend but we’re for sure dating now!! I do have a predicament which is that I don’t know how to tell my family that we’re dating because I know they’re going to judge me for dating an older guy… the reason this is a problem is because I live at home at the moment and I’m lying to everyone when I say we’re just friends but if I tell them and they don’t approve it’s just gonna be awkward for everyone. Should I wait a little to see if this gets serious? I feel like it’s already on its way there and I don’t want him to feel like I’m ashamed of him and that I need to hide him. - age gap crush anon

Okay sorry I haven't replied for a wee while been ill and overwhelmed haha.

Aw see i told you you would get there!! Most of the stuff we over think or worry won't happen or won't happen right just happens naturally in the end!!!

Also btw, obvs you've only just started seeing eachother but like sex can be a two way thing when you're on your period, B still touches me there when I'm on my period, and we've had sex when I've been on too. We just tend to use a condom and like, maybe put a towel down but honestly, there's a lot less blood there than you think and generally your body sorts the whole thing out.

Omgggg that's so cute and also a bit funny haha, all this time you've been wondering and over thinking stuff and he's there telling his mum he's been going on dates!!! ❤️❤️❤️

That's so cute honestly I'm dead.

I guess telling your family/friends is something you will need to do if you think you want stuff to go further. If you're gonna be serious then you can't be feeling like it's all a secret or that you're in the wrong. At the end of the day you're not in the wrong, you can't help who you like and age isnt this big taboo really, it's none of anyones business and they should be happy you're happy. Concern is absolutely fine from people you care about and who care about you. I get prickly whenever my pals date someone new and I'm always a little sus because I wanna make sure that the new person is going to be nice to my friends. But anything beyond that concern out of care for you is entirely a Them Problem not a You Problem.

If I were you I'd drop it into conversation casually and just say oh I've been seeing *name* a lot lately," just mention it in a normal lowkey way and if you roll with it like it's completely fine and normal, your friends and family will have the choice - either treat it for what it is, something completely fine and normal, or make a fuss, be dramatic, but have it be really obvious that it's them bringing the drama to the situation.

People can be judgemental about things they don't understand but all they actually need to understand about your relationship is that you are cared for and safe and happy and that's literally it. Beyond that they don't need to understand, and any judgements they make you should just ignore.

However, they may be less judgemental than you think, sure you're young but you seem like u have your head screwed on bestie, your friends and family should trust you and your judgement, they probably do, more than you think you do. Try not to be too worried about this and remember that anyone who judges you is a) wrong for doing so B) kinda lame? Like we aren't in infants school and C) projecting their own thoughts/feelings/insecurity onto you.

If you tell them and they don't approve then no offence to your family but that's a them problem. They care about you and even if its awkward at first, they love you and care for you so they will adjust. If it's awkward to begin with it won't be forever. Once they see you are happy and cared for then they will slowly get used to it. It will be a big change for them and you are precious to them so it makes sense.

My dad was sceptical about B when he first found out I was moving to be closer to him. He asked me multiple times if I thought I was being irrational or moving too quickly, but in the end he had to accept my choices and also, more than that, support me as best he could. That's what families and parents do. Even when they don't agree and even when they are worried.

But you're right, you don't want to be carrying any shame around and you don't want your man to think you are ashamed or awkward being with him. The age gap isn't an issue for you two so don't let what other people think turn it into an issue. You like eachother and you have fun together and thsts what's important. Just be casual when you bring it up, and be confident. If anyone questions you, you tell them you're happy and that you get on really well and also tell them all the things you like about him. Don't just be unashamed be proud of him ya know?

❤️

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thewidowsghost · 3 years

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Noncommital (Nat x CheatedOn!Reader)

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Hiya! Saw that you are accepting requests 😊. May I request where R is non-committal to a relationship (maybe due to her past like her first girlfriend cheated on her or smtg) then Wanda or Nat changes their mind and is willing to do relationships again because they know that she's (Wanda or Nat) is worth it. I hope it makes sense...? Thank you! Btw, please stay safe and take care! 😊

"What the hell, Maggie?" (Y/n) says, her eyes fixed on her - ex-girlfriend now - running her hand through her disheveled hair. "Why?" (Y/n) turns to Alex, who was standing beside Maggie. "Why?" she asks again. "And with my sister?" (Y/n) glowers, turning away from her former lover and her older sister.

Maggie and Alex exchange nervous glances, before turning back to watch (Y/n).

"I'm going," (Y/n) says, narrowing her eyes angrily. "We're done, Maggie."

(Y/n) steps into the bedroom, grabs her leather jacket from the closet, her phone, keys and her wallet from her nightstand in Maggie's apartment and she walks back out into the living room.

"Wait," Maggie says desperately but (Y/n) doesn't look back.

The apartment door slams behind (Y/n) Danvers.

. . .

(Y/n)'s first stop is to her own apartment. She grabs a few changes of clothes, her toothbrush and toothpaste, as well as a few necessaries she'd need for a few days' drive.

(Y/n) glances at her phone a few times as it buzzes. Maggie had always told her to leave her phone off vibrate, but (Y/n) had never listened.

Kara: Where are you? Alex says you stormed out of Maggie's apartment when she'd been over to visit you two

(Y/n): She was doing more than visiting And I don't think she was there to see me . . .

(Y/n) then puts her phone in the middle console of her car, putting it on the charger.

(Y/n) rests her forehead on her steering wheel. "This is so fucked up," (Y/n) mutters, exhaling.

She puts her car in drive and heads towards New York.

(Y/n) stops about four hours later to get something to eat before she heads to her hotel room.

(Y/n) lies down in the hotel bed and finally lets her tears fall. They slide hot and fast down her face and she wraps her arms tighter around the stuffed lion her mother had given to her for her sixth birthday.

. . .

"Hey, kid," Tony embraces his younger friend. "What're you doing here?"

"I -" (Y/n) swallows thickly. "I was wondering if I could stay for a while?" (Y/n) asks softly.

"Of course, your room's still where it's been," Tony says, then he softens. "You're always welcome here." He blinks, as if thinking, "I thought you and Maggie were supposed to go on vacation this week?"

"Yeah, well, we're not together anymore," (Y/n) furrows her eyebrows, turning away.

"Oh," Tony says, looking guilty for bringing up the subject. "I'll help you get your stuff," he says, his voice more gentle now.

"Thanks, Tony," (Y/n) murmurs.

The two best friends walk over to (Y/n)'s car, each grabbing a box and carrying them to the Compound.

(Y/n) and Tony walk past the main living area of the Compound, and the two people - two women - look up from the couch.

(Y/n) notices the two women, but she ignores them, following Tony up to her room.

The (H/c) haired woman, who had been tense, had relaxed slightly at the sight of her familiar room in the Avengers' Compound.

The posters and shelves of books were still on the wall. The familiar sheets and comforter were still on the bed.

(Y/n) sets her box down onto her desk surveying the room, her room, her eyes more gentle now.

. . .

"Who's this, Stark?" Steve Rogers asks as the Avengers and (Y/n) meet in the kitchen to grab their dinner.

"This," Tony claps (Y/n) on the shoulder, and she flinches, "is my best friend, (Y/n) Danvers."

(Y/n) inclines her head, collects her plate, and sits down at the large table beside Tony. A redhead with long, braided, fiery red hair, sits down on (Y/n)'s other side.

"Hi," the Avenger says with a smile. "I'm Natasha."

"Hey," (Y/n) says icily, frowning, her eyebrows furrowing.

The redheaded Avenger studies the woman beside her, not taking the woman's cold tone to heart. Something's probably wrong, she guesses.

"How long are you staying?" Natasha asks.

(Y/n) shrugs, "A while, I guess." (Y/n) realizes she'd been kind of cold. "Sorry," she mutters to Natasha.

"For what?" Natasha asks, though she knew 'what'.

"For being a prick," (Y/n) replies.

Natasha just shrugs, and a mischievous smirk spreads across her face. "Most here are. I just figured something had happened. With how Tony fangirls about you, I didn't think you were usually so icy."

(Y/n) nudges Tony, an eyebrow raised. "You fangirl about me?" she asks.

Tony glances at his friend, then Natasha, and then he shrugs, much like (Y/n) just had.

"It's something I don't do often," Tony lies and (Y/n) definitely can't tell, and she raises an eyebrow.

"That's absolutely a lie," Another redhead - Wanda Maximoff - says, and the other Avengers - and (Y/n) - laugh.

. . .

(Y/n) had been living at the Avengers' Compound for about eight months.

She is lying down at the foot of Natasha's bed, her head hanging off the end.

"What is up with you?" Natasha asks, nudging (Y/n) with her foot, her eyes glowing with amusement and undisguised affection.

"I want to die," (Y/n) groans. "I'm bored!" (Y/n) meets the redhead's emerald gaze, tilting her head like a puppy's.

Natasha shakes her head, her usual intense gaze soft, her butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

. . .

(Y/n) trips over herself when three women arrive at the Compound a month later.

(Y/n) crosses her arms, casting her gaze to her sisters, and then finally, she looks at her ex-girlfriend Maggie, (Y/n) looking angry.

"What are you doing here?" (Y/n) asks scathingly, and Kara 'Supergirl' Danvers looks like a kicked puppy.

There is a flash of red in the corner of her gaze, and Natasha lets a hand rest on (Y/n)'s arm.

(Y/n) relaxes a little at Natasha's touch, and Maggie looks slightly defeated.

(Y/n) fixes her gaze on Kara, who still looks offended, and her gaze softens. Walking over towards her adopted older sister, she pushes through Alex and Maggie, to wrap Kara in a hug.

"Hey, Kar," (Y/n) murmurs. Kara squeezes (Y/n), and (Y/n) struggles to breathe from her sister's Kryptonian strength. "Kara," she coughs out, and Kara lets go, looking slightly guilty; (Y/n) just shakes her head fondly.

"Why are you here?" (Y/n) asks her ex-girlfriend and her oldest sister.

"I wanted to apologize," Maggie replies, fixing her gaze on (Y/n)'s (E/c) orbs.

(Y/n) just frowns, then turns to Alex. "And you?" she questions.

"I just want my sister back," Alex murmurs. Despite still being furious, (Y/n) softens at Alex's reply. Alex didn't look very good. Her cheeks were sunken in, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was very thin.

(Y/n) crosses the grass to stand in front of her sister.

"I'm so, so sorry," Alex murmurs, her eyes fixed on the ground in front of her. (Y/n) softens even more. Alex starts in surprise as (Y/n) takes her sister's hand, squeezing it gently.

Alex takes the olive branch and brings her youngest sister into a hug, burying her head into (Y/n)'s shoulder.

"I'm so sorry," Alex murmurs again.

Natasha's gaze is soft as she watches (Y/n) with her sisters.

Maggie Sawyer watches Natasha Romanoff with an intense gaze, as though warning Natasha to stay away.

"Are you going to stay?" Natasha asks as (Y/n) crosses back over the Avenger as Maggie, Kara, and Alex walk back towards the car they'd come in.

(Y/n) tilts her head, studying the redhead beside her.

"Of course," (Y/n) replies. "This is my home now." (Y/n) fixes her gaze on Natasha's green orbs, and when Natasha flushes, (Y/n) smiles.

(Y/n) relalizes that with Maggie, Alex, and Kara's visit, she had been set free.

Studying Natasha again; the light splash of freckles across her nose and cheeks, the sun reflecting her fiery red hair, and her emerald green eyes, sparkling gently in the afternoon sunlight.

(Y/n) looks away, and Natasha can sense (Y/n)'s shyness. (Y/n) tentatively reaches out and takes Natasha's hand. Looking up to meet Natasha's gaze, (Y/n) and Natasha catch each other's flushed cheeks.

"Would you like to, um, well, you know," Natasha stumbles over her own words. "You know . . ."

"I'd love to go on a date with you," (Y/n) says, and Natasha beams, looking excited.

"See you at six?" Natasha asks.

(Y/n) smiles, "Sure. I'll see you at six."

Word Count: 1446 words

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lovely-ateez · 3 years

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Vampire Shift~

ꕥPosted: 5/23/21

ꕥGenre: Fluff, Smut, Angst, College!au, Horror!au

ꕥPairing: Fem!Reader x Vampire!Jongho (feat Wooyoung and Minho from skz)

ꕥWord Count: ~5.9k (whoops)

ꕥWarnings: Horror themes, Language, Thigh riding, Unprotected sex, Mentions of blood and blood sucking (please lmk if I missed anything)

ꕥTag List: @cappujinho @bobateastay

ꕥA/N: I hope you all don’t a more spooky concept! Halloween is my favorite holiday and even though its May, it’s always spooky season to me lolol. Also! Feel free to listen to Vampire Shift by All Time Low while reading this (it’s only on YouTube I cry) since this is inspired by the song :)

It was a terrible idea, really, to work the night shift at a gas station alone. Even more so when you’re a young woman whose only defense is the pepper spray on her key chain and 911 on speed dial. Alas, college bills don’t pay themselves and every spare opportunity to get cash was one I had to take.

The digital clock sitting on the counter next to me briefly flashed, indicating another hour had gone by. It was currently four a.m. and it was safe to say I was losing my mind. I’d worked for five hours now, and not a customer had come in. That was the only advantage, really. So long as no one was around my boss let me finish any assignments I had, which came in handy on more than one occasion.

I was only six paragraphs into a five page report and had been staring at my laptop screen for over an hour, feeling beyond brain dead. I was assigned the topic of financial statements and country trade deficits, and wanted to cry every minute I thought about it. I was half convinced to pay someone to write the report for me.

The ringing of a bell indicated a customer opening the door and I closed my laptop to peer around the counter, ready to greet whoever entered. The first man to catch my attention was wearing sunglasses which fazed me, but I tried not to stare. The man that followed had black hair with blond underneath, a combination that I strangely liked. Both men were donned in all back, their faces stoic. They were attractive, I had to admit, but neither were my type.

And then, the last man entered. He looked over to me as he walked through the door, giving me a nod and a slight smile. His slicked back black hair matched his black ripped jeans and highlighted his red leather jacket. He was so handsome he looked like he jumped out of a magazine and I had to suppress a ‘wow’. A string of butterflies fluttered in my stomach and I did my best to ignore them, not even knowing his name.

The three of them wandered through the aisles until I could no longer see them, and I scolded myself for being so thrown off that I forgot say any form of a greeting. I sighed and turned my attention back to my laptop, opening it and blankly staring at the screen. My ears perked when I heard the men’s hushed voices.

“Y’oughta get that girl’s number. I saw the way you looked at her.”

“Yeah, Jongho. She’s pretty cute. If you don’t get her number you know I will.”

“Shut up.” One of the men, Jongho apparently, responded with a laugh, “Let’s just get some snacks, okay? It’s gonna be a long night. Also I’m buying tonight so get whatever.”

A smile crept on my face and I looked down, fiddling with my thumbs.

They think I’m cute. Maybe Jongho’s the one in red?

I heard the bell ring once more and a girl entered who I vaguely remembered from high school. She was popular but for good reason, probably being one of the nicest people I’d ever met. Our circle of friends overlapped slightly so I’d spent a fair amount of time with her. She was smart as a whip and gorgeous all the same, which seemed to stay with her. She looked bright, long red hair falling around her face, freckles still prominent as ever.

We met eyes and she smiled, “Hey y/n!”

I smiled and waved, “Hey Annabelle. How’ve you been? I haven’t seen you in awhile.”

“Good! I got into my dream college and it’s been great, although I’ve had to take some pretty hard classes.” She giggled, walking towards me. It’s honestly not too far from here. You go to Westgate University, right?”

I nodded and I put my laptop aside. She spoke again, genuinely excited for me, “That’s awesome! Congrats!”

“Thanks,” I smiled, “I’m taking it you got into Orholt?”

“I did! I was really-”

One of the men that entered earlier—the one still wearing sunglasses—shouted the redhead’s name and caught her attention, “Hey Anna do you want a Redbull or a Five Hour Energy?”

“Redbull! I’m not a monster.” She laughed.

The man nodded and walked toward us with several drinks and snacks in his hands.

“Oh! I want to introduce you to my boyfriend!” Annabelle turned to the man still wearing sunglasses and reached for his arm, “This is Minho. I met him at Orholt.”

Minho gave me a slight nod as I introduced myself and he placed the food and drinks on the counter. I began to scan the items, the mindless routine that I was used to by now. The loud sound of laughter made me look up, seeing the two other men approach us and place their snacks down as well. I watched them long enough to notice the way two-tone—my new affectionate name for the man with blond and black hair, I decided—shamelessly checked me out, a cocky smile on his face when I caught him. I just let out a small laugh before resuming my task, watching his confused reaction in my peripheral vision.

“Oh my god I totally forgot to introduce you to my friends.” Annabelle giggled and pointed to two-tone, “This is Wooyoung.”

“Hiya, Wooyoung.” I said with a confident smile, enjoying the way he still had a slightly confused look on his face.

“And this,” Annabelle nodded towards the man in red, “This is Jongho. Both him and Wooyoung go to Orholt, too.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Jongho. I’m y/n.”

“Very nice to meet you.” The man smiled before he sent me a wink.

I had never been a particularly shy person, but as he did so my eyes darted down as I felt my face flush. I didn’t notice the gears turning in Annabelle’s head as she put the pieces together.

I placed the final items in the bag, raising my head as Annabelle addressed me, “You know I’m having a bonfire tomorrow night at my place and you should totally come!”

I stopped to think, first trying to remember if I worked the next day, then wondering if I was willing to go the bonfire when I realized I didn’t have to.

She sensed my hesitancy and her face fell, “Aw do you work tomorrow night? It’s a Saturday!”

“Oh no, I don’t. I...” I stopped to think for a minute. Although I likely didn’t know anyone else who would be there, I was familiar with Annabelle’s house, which brought me a bit of comfort, “Are all of you going?”

Annabelle gave a knowing smile, “Yes. All of us will be here.”

I nodded, accepting the credit card Jongho gave me, quickly after handing them the bags, and returning his card, “I’ll go.”

“Yay! We’ve gotta head out but I’ll send you the details. You’ve still got the same number, right?”

“Yeah I do.”

“Alrighty! I’ll see you tomorrow then!”

Annabelle left with a wave, her boyfriend on her arm and Wooyoung behind her. To my surprise, Jongho didn’t leave with them, the cocky look on his face all but telling me why he stayed.

I looked at him with wide eyes, playing innocent. “Can I help you?”

He placed an arm on the counter, his dark eyes seeming to put me under a spell. The confidence he was radiating was almost palpable and I felt myself being pulled to him. It was intimidating, to be honest.

“You’re really cute and I want your number.”

I let out a surprised laugh, “You really don’t beat around the bush, do you?”

“No, not really,” He propped his other arm on the counter, leaning towards me and raising an eyebrow, “So what do you say, doll?”

A smile crept on my face as I mirrored his actions and leaned towards him, “You gonna memorize my number? Or do you have a phone I can put my number into?”

Jongho’s smile got brighter as he reached to grab his phone, handing it to me. “You’re a firecracker, aren’t you?”

I shrugged, “I’d like to think so.”

When I handed his phone back, our fingers brushed and I could’ve sworn I felt sparks shoot through me at the simple interaction.

“Well I need to head out before the rest of them get too annoyed,” He nodded towards the exit where Annabelle, Minho, and Wooyoung left, “But it was enchanting to meet you, y/n.” He bowed, drawing a laugh from me.

“Ah yes. You as well, absolutely delightful.”

He gave me a smile, “I’ll text you later.”

"Sounds good. I’ll hold you to your word.”

“I’d expect nothing less.” And with that, he was out the door, leaving my heart a fluttering mess.

Me [8:37pm] So is there a dress code for tonight?

Annabelle [8:42pm] Nope! Wear whatever you’re comfortable with. I’m wearing this if it helps at all!

Annabelle [8:43pm] 1 Image Attached*

Me [8:45pm] So leather jackets and crop tops?

Annabelle [8:48pm] Haha sure! We can match!

Me [8:51pm] Lol bet. See you at eleven :)

Annabelle [8:51pm] See you then!

I started the process of slipping on a white cropped top followed by my light washed ripped jeans. I knew I was getting ready far earlier than I could have, but something about new events made me anxious and I had to make sure I looked nice. I giggled at the black leather jacket I was throwing over my shoulders, not having worn it since high school. In the middle of debating whether or not I should add another layer of mascara to my lashes, my phone dinged.

New Number [8:59pm] Y/n this better be you. This is Jongho and I’m texting you for a really important reason and I need you to reply quick

Me [9:00pm] Yeah it’s me. What’s going on are you okay??

New Number [9:02pm] I’m gonna go grab some food before I head to Anna’s. You wanna come with?

Me [9:02pm] Oh my god don’t do that to me, you buffoon. You scared me so bad rip

[New Number name changed to A Cute Buffoon]

Me [9:03pm] But sure I’m down lol. Here’s my address btw

Me [9:03pm] 1 Location Shared*

It occurred to me perhaps a bit too late that I was sharing my address with someone that I’d met only once and in a gas station.

I mean, he’s friends with Annabelle so he’s gotta be good right? God I hope so. I thought to myself.

A Cute Buffoon [9:04] Then it’s a date :) I live pretty close so I’ll be over in 10. That work for you?

Me [9:06pm] Fine with me!

A Cute Buffoon [9:06pm] Sounds good. I’ll see you soon ;)

I set down my phone and thanked myself for already doing my makeup. I checked myself out in the mirror, satisfied with my appearance and proud of how well my makeup turned out. I grabbed my bottle of perfume and spritzed the liquid in the air, letting it gradually fall on me so it wouldn’t be too overpowering.

You look beautiful, babe.

The waiting game was harder than I thought, not knowing what to do except awkwardly sit around and play an assortment of phone games. When exactly ten minutes had passed I heard my doorbell ring and I lifted myself from my couch, grinning at his punctuality.

I opened the door to see Jongho holding a bouquet of flowers, a smug look on his face. “Lovely to meet you here, stranger.”

I wanted to make a joke back but I couldn’t seem to think of anything, too surprised by the flowers in his hands. It wasn’t anything extravagant, the small bouquet of violets, but I felt my heart swell.

It’s perfect. He’s perfect.

My voice was small when I spoke, “No one’s ever given me flowers before.”

His eyebrows furrowed as a confused look painted his face, “Really?”

I nodded, taking the flowers from his outreached hands and smelling their sweet fragrance, “They’re beautiful.”

My eyes flickered to his, the tender look on his face making me feel as if I was melting on the spot, “You’re beautiful.”

I squealed, my face undoubtedly turning pink while my mind short circuited. I’d never become so shy around someone before and the only thing I could think of to say in response was another ‘thank you’ followed by ‘I’ll go get a vase for these.’

I opened my door further, rummaging through my cabinets for a vase when I noticed Jongho was still standing by the door, “You can come in, you know? That’s why I opened the door.”

He laughed nervously, “Sorry about that. Force of habit, I guess.”

I raised my eyebrows in a teasing manner, “What? Are you a vampire? Can you only come in if someone invites you?”

I thought I saw a flicker of shock on his face for a moment, but it was gone before I could register it and I shrugged it off, my eyes finding the perfect vase for the flowers.

“It’s just how I was raised.”

“I get that.” I placed the flowers in the vase, giving them a bit of water before walking up to Jongho and gently patting his cheek, “Your good manners are appreciated.”

He laughed in surprise, full gummy smile on display as he playfully swatted my hand away from his face, “Alright, alright. Let’s head out already.”

I made a sound of agreement before noticing a slight pink on his ears. I was temped to tease him, but ultimately decided to save it for later. If I could fluster him once I knew I could do it again.

The diner we went to was one I’d never heard of before, let alone been to, and I was beyond frustrated that I didn’t even know about it’s existence. It was an adorable fifties style diner and even the attire the waiters were wearing fit the theme.

“This is the cutest place to ever exist, I’m convinced.” I said as we sat down on the same side of a bright red booth.

“I really hoped you would like it. This is my favorite restaurant ever and they have fantastic milkshakes. If you’d like to share one for desert, I’m all for it.” A wink.

I bit my lip and hid my face in the menu that was placed in front of us, thankful for any method of escape.

“You’re so cute.”

“Ahh no don’t say things like that.” I giggled from behind the menu.

His hand grabbed the top of the menu, pulling it down so he could see me, “Why’s that?”

“Because you make me nervous. Like a good nervous!” I tried to explain, which only resulted in becoming even more embarrassed, “I-I mean I’m excited to be around you but I’m also nervous. I hope that doesn’t sound weird.” I cringed at myself. Never in my life did I think I’d be blushing and stuttering over some man, but my god did he prove me wrong.

“Not at all,” he reached over to take my hand in his, “because I feel it, too.”

Before I could properly react our waitress came over, taking our order and effectively saving me from becoming a human tomato.

We handed our menus back to her after ordering and she looked at us with a soft smile, “You two make a cute couple.”

While I was a bit too stunned to say anything, Jongho didn’t seem to have the same problem and went along with it, “Thank you, ma’am. That’s kind of you to say.”

When she left, Jongho leaned closer to me, “I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable by saying that we we’re a couple. I thought that-”

“No, I didn’t mind it!” I bit my tongue after likely saying that way too fast with far too much enthusiasm, but I meant it, “I didn’t mind it,” I said again, softer this time.

The tips of his ears once again turned a faint shade of pink, “Good to know.”

The food was as wonderful as it possibly could’ve been, their fries alone being one of the best things I’d ever consumed. Just as Jongho suggested, we shared a milkshake, which led to shy eye contact and laughter and my crush becoming stronger by the minute.

Just as Jongho paid and we were about to leave, a certain song began to play and he looked at me with an air of mischief, holding out his hand to me, “Dance with me.”

I took his hand, trying to hide my smile but failing. He led me away from the table and next to the jukebox. The area surrounding it was more open, probably with the intention for people to dance near it. He grabbed my waist, holding the hand of mine that wasn’t placed on his chest and looking at me in a way that could make any woman fall in love on the spot. We swayed to the music and I couldn’t help but feel full. Like I’d found all that I’d ever need.

Put your head on my shoulder~

“Do you know this song?” He asked with a smile.

I scoffed, “Of course I do! It’s one of my favorites.”

“It’s one of mine, too.”

Hold me in your arms, baby~

I mouthed along to the words as I felt the need to prove it to him. As if to one up me, Jongho began to sing along, his gorgeous voice amazing me.

Squeeze me oh so tight, show me~

That you love me, too~

I blushed as he looked at me while singing along, becoming a bit flustered himself when the lyrics clicked with him.

Put your lips next to mine dear~

Won’t you kiss me once, baby~

As if we were in sync our eyes darted to the other’s lips at the same time. I could feel Jongho’s breathing becoming heavier before he said in a hushed tone, “Can I kiss you?”

“Please.” Was all I could respond before I pressed my lips to his, fireworks igniting inside me when he kissed me back. His lips were so soft and warm and as crazy as it sounded, he felt like home. I felt him smile against my lips as the music continued to play.

Maybe you and I will fall in love~

The fire was loud, crackling and lighting up the faces of all those crowded those around it. It was essentially the only source of light in the dark of the night, except for the distant lights still on in Annabelle’s house. My hands were interlocked with Jongho’s as we sat around it’s warmth, both of us finding it hard to separate from one another.

Conversation was flowing all around us, and I was relieved to find that everyone I had talked to was kind and welcoming. I was more nervous than I realized, but having Jongho next to my side alone calmed me. Someone around the fire mentioned an old story involving Annabelle and I began to wonder where she was, having not seen her since Jongho and I first arrived. I mentioned I was going to look for her and he nodded, at first wanting to join me but then getting pulled into conversation with one of his former classmates. I told him I’d head off on my own and he nodded again.

I looked around what seemed to be the entire property and still there was no sight of her. At that moment I heard yelling coming from her house, startling me. I felt my blood run cold when I recognized one of the voices as Annabelle’s. The yelling didn’t sound like it was out of fear, but instead more aggressive, out of pure anger. Without thinking I ran inside, hoping to calm the situation but instead found what seemed to be out of a work of fiction.

An unfamiliar man was on the ground, obviously trying to get away from a hidden figure before him that seemed to be cloaked in darkness. He let out a sound that I’d never heard a human make, one that I couldn’t even compare to something I’d heard before, and a shiver ran down my back. As the figure took a step forward I recognized it as Annabelle, or what seemed to be some version of her. Her normally grey eyes were now bright red, sharp fangs on display as she snarled at the man. A group of people were surrounding them, alarmed looks on their faces but hardly trying to intervene.

“What the hell?” I whispered, my eyes wide as I tried to back away without anyone noticing. But of course, I just had to step on an empty soda can, all eyes pointing my way. As I looked at the people around me, their expressions seemed to mirror mine and I swallowed, suddenly feeling immensely claustrophobic.

I met eyes with Annabelle and she seemed to change in a flash, her eyes returning to their former color and fangs disappearing. She looked more panicked than I had ever seen her which only scared me more. She was always able to keep her stressors under control, but as she stared back at me, I saw a version of her I never had before.

I was barely able to form a sentence, adrenaline coursing through me at a rampant rate, “Um...”

Annabelle slowly walked towards me, “Oh—hey! Sorry I disappeared for a while but how’s the party going? Are you having fun?” Panic was still evident in her voice but I knew she was trying to keep a hold of the situation.

“I...I don’t-”

A stern voice came from left, and I nervously turned to meet Jongho, an unreadable expression crossing his face, “Y/n.”

“Yeah?” My voice squeaked as I began to regret agreeing to come along in the first place, still hyper aware of all the eyes on me.

“Come with me.”

His eyes softened at my panicked state and he held out a hand, “Please?”

I was hesitant, but being anywhere away from the crowd and whatever Annabelle turned into seemed to be a good idea. I took his hand and watched as he exchanged a look with Annabelle that seemed to calm her. Turning on his heels he led me back to the bonfire, sitting in a chair and motioning for me to do the same. Seeing no one around us gave me a feeling of both anxiety and comfort, and I wasn’t quite sure which feeling was winning at the moment.

“Well I’m sure you have plenty of questions.” He started, “I won’t lie to you and try to convince you what you saw wasn’t real, because it was, but I need you to know that no one is going to harm you. That guy is Anna’s roommate and they get into an argument at least once a week. Sometimes it can be nasty, but they never get physical and neither would ever hurt anyone unprovoked. No one here would.”

I was silent for a few minutes, trying to process what I saw on top of the time bomb of information he dropped on me. “Is she...is everyone....are you a vampire?” I whispered the last words, almost too stunned and afraid to say out loud.

He smiled slightly, his kind eyes making me feel safe. “Yes. We’re what you’d call vampires.”

I took a breath, almost afraid to hear the answer to my question, “Am I in any danger by being here?”

“No, everyone here is good. They don’t pose any threat. There are plenty of dangerous vampires but we stay away from them. Besides,” He placed an arm around my waist, playfulness in his eyes, “If there were, I’d protect you from them.”

“Oh? And how don’t I know you’re not dangerous?”

He leaned closer to me, clearly enjoying this, “You don’t, I suppose. Doesn’t that make it fun?”

“That’s very much debatable,” I smiled for a moment before a frown took over, “Everyone just seemed really...I don’t know, startled I guess?”

Jongho let out a loud sigh, looking down at the ground for a few seconds before looking back up at me, “Humans aren’t normally invited to these parties. It’s assumed that everyone here is a vampire. The perfume that you’re wearing, whatever the hell it is, is masking your scent. If I didn’t meet you before today I wouldn’t have known you were human. I guess Anna didn’t tell everyone, either.” He placed a hand on my knee and looked at me with kind eyes, “How are you feeling?”

“Surprisingly calm considering that I just learned vampires exist.”

Jongho laughed, “Yeah I’d say you’re taking it pretty well. Like I said earlier though, I’m sure you’ve got plenty of questions, so fire away.”

“Yeah I have a few.” I hesitated, hoping he wouldn’t be offended by my question, “Exactly how old are you?”

“Oh are you gonna age shame me?”

“No but it’s probably an important thing to know...since we kissed and all.”

He laughed again and leaned back in his chair, placing his arms behind his head, “How old do you think I am?”

I used his question as an excuse for my eyes to wander over his body. He was beyond attractive, very clearly fit and he knew it, which equal parts pissed me off and turned me on. As hard as I tried, I kept finding myself being pulled to his thighs. Even through his jeans I could tell he had strong thighs and I had to press my fingernails into my palm to keep from drooling. “From your appearance? Early twenties. From what age fiction usually tells us vampires are? I’d guess you’re a hundred and three.”

Jongho nodded with a smile, “I’m not quite that old but that’s a fair guess. You had it right the first time. I’m a pure born and we actually age, but we don’t age as quickly as humans. I’m twenty.”

“Pure born?”

“It means both of my parents are vampires.”

I nodded as another question came to mind, a smile on my lips. “Do you sparkle in the daylight?”

“Oh my god,” He covered his face with his hands, a mixture of a groan and a laugh escaping his mouth, “No, we do not sparkle in daylight, “His hands came to rest on his knees, “But it sucks that we really shouldn’t be in direct sunlight for over two hours a day. That’s normally the rule to go by. It’ll burn us if we’re in it for much longer than that.”

“So do werewolves and witches and everything like that exist, too?”

“Yeah pretty much. We don’t all get along, but we have to coexist. It’s something we’ve struggled with for a while, unfortunately. Basically everything you’d believe to be supernatural exists.”

I was silent for a while, not really knowing what else to say.

“Y/n? Are you doing okay? If you’re not comfortable being here I can drive you home right now or if you’d rather be alone I can call an Uber or—”

My heart skipped a beat at his kindness. “No, I’m okay. I guess I’m just surprised I’m learning about this just now.”

“We do a good job of hiding it. Also it was probably a given, but keep this as a secret if you can. Having a lot of people know about our existence can be risky.”

I gave him a silent nod, unintentionally leaning closer to him. The sound of approaching footsteps made me jump into Jongho’s arms. I didn’t know why I found comfort in him, knowing that he could be dangerous as well, but he’d been nothing but sweet to me. I had no reason to fear him.

Annabelle approached us but stopped, taking a few steps back when she saw how I was buried in Jongho’s arms.

“Hey y/n.” She rubbed her arm, looking down as if she’d done something wrong.

“I guess Jongho probably told you everything at this point. I’m really sorry if I scared you and I understand if you don’t want to be friends anymore.” Even in the dark I could see tears beginning to stream down her cheeks and I felt a pain in my chest.

I got up from Jongho’s hold and wrapped my arms around her, feeling her stiffen, “I trust you, Annabelle.”

Those four words seemed to relax her and she returned my hug, still sniffling, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. We aren’t supposed to tell anyone and I thought you might hate me—”

I pulled back, “Why the hell would I hate you? You’re still you.”

She laughed through tears, gripping me tighter, thanking me over and over for not pushing her away.

We’re gonna be okay. It’s all gonna be okay.

Not too long after, Jongho drove me home. The ride was more silent than when we were headed to Annabelle’s house, but the air wasn’t heavy or uncomfortable. Feeling tired, I laid my head on Jongho’s shoulder, faintly hearing ‘sleep well, baby’ before drifting asleep.

When I woke, I was in my bed. I reached for my phone on the bedside table and found a little note placed next to it that read:

I hope you don’t mind that I carried you inside. I tried to wake you for like five minutes but you were out cold. Anyways, I had a really good time with you yesterday and I hope you had fun too :) Text me when you wake so I know you’re okay. -J

I looked at my clock and saw that it was still early, but I texted Jongho anyway.

Me [3:00am] Not sure if you’re still up, but I really enjoyed yesterday, too. I’m exhausted so I’m gonna go back to sleep but I just wanted to say I’m okay and everything is good :))

A Cute Buffoon [3:00am] Sleep well, darling. We can talk in the morning

It had been roughly a month since Jongho and I started dating, and while I felt like I knew him pretty well, we had only known each other a little over a month, on top of the fact that he was a vampire which was essentially an entire separate culture. I’d asked him most questions I had early throughout our relationship, but one in particular kept replaying in my mind.

We were currently sitting on the couch in my apartment, cuddling each other. The TV was on but neither of us were really watching it. I was far more interested in the warm body in front of me, and based off of how Jongho was looking at me, the feeling was mutual.

I bit my lip, anxiously mulling over the question I’d wanted to ask him for weeks. I didn’t know how he would take it, let alone how I would bring it up, but I needed to ask at some point. Knowing he could probably sense my nerves, I gave in. “Jongho, can a human turn into a vampire?”

He hummed, turning to face me. “Why do you ask?”

“I just...I didn’t know if it could happen or not.”

Jongho chuckled, “Yeah it’s possible. It’s a long ass process to go through though, and there’s a lot that can go wrong, so it rarely happens.”

I shifted in my seat, trying not to appear overly interested. “Why is that? What can go wrong?

He smiled and raised a brow, his cocky persona resurfacing, “You sound so eager to know, dear. Do you want to become a vampire?” His eyes briefly flickered towards my lips before he tilted his head, dragging his soft lips across my neck. I let out a gasp when I felt the tips of his teeth lightly scraping the skin, “Or maybe you’re just looking for an excuse for me to put my mouth on you?”

Like with anything that exuded him, I felt myself becoming quickly overwhelmed, my mind now hazy and distant. I shut my eyes in an attempt to gain some semblance of control over myself.

“Your thoughts are swirling, doll.” Jongho began leaving gentle kisses along the side of my jaw, “Don’t think too much. Just let me take care of you. Okay?”

“Okay.” I said through a short breath, knowing we’d just have to have the conversation another time.

We’d had sex before, so it wasn’t like this was new territory for us, but every time felt like the first, leaving me just as out of breath each time.

He lifted me and placed me on his thigh, dragging me across his flexed muscles. I felt my eyes roll back at the simple motion, my need growing at an embarrassing rate. I grabbed his shoulders as I began to drag myself against him, whines and whimpers spilling from my lips.

“God you’re hot,” Jongho said through hot breaths, beginning to kiss my neck, no doubt leaving marks.

“Thanks I try.” I managed to say, pleased when Jongho laughed.

“You don’t even have to, and it’s completely unfair.” His hands moved under my shirt and danced along my skin, “It’s like you’re an angel come to life.”

I let out a loud moan, feeling tears well in my eyes from his praise, “You always make me feel so beautiful when I’m with you.”

Jongho responded with a smile, carrying me to my bedroom and laying me down on the bed while hurriedly discarding both of our clothes.

“You’re always so eager, babe.”

He nuzzled my neck as he climbed on top of me, his hands finding my own and holding them, “As if you’re not.”

“I never said I wasn’t.”

He then moved in between my thighs, teasing me with his fingers as he ran them along my wet slit, occasionally rubbing my clit, drawing small whines from me.

“Jongho please just fuck me already.”

“Sweetheart, do you even think you’re wet enough for me?” He cooed.

Feeling frustrated, I pushed my fingers inside myself with ease, pulling them out and spreading them so he could see my essence dripping down my fingers, “I don’t know you tell me.” I said with far more sass than I intended.

Jongho’s eyes widened at the sight and wasted no time positioning his cock at my entrance, pushing in and letting out the most beautiful groans.

Neither of us ever bothered to use protection because, to put it simply, vampires couldn’t get humans pregnant. It was only possible when both partners were vampires, and we took full advantage of that.

“Fuck—baby you feel amazing. You’re so warm and tight ohmygod.” Jongho moaned as he began to move, thrusting in and out of me at a steady pace.

I clenched around him, loving when he was vocal. His sounds helped get me off just as much as his actions, at times it seemed.

“You feel...really good...too.” I said through heavy breaths. And as much as I wanted to last longer in bed, with Jongho, I never could.

“I don’t know if it’s because you’re a vampire and you’ve got like magic powers or something or maybe you’re just a sex god—but holy shit...I’m close.”

He threw back his head and had the audacity to laugh, something I really couldn’t stay mad at with how good he was making me feel. “Babe it’s been like six minutes.”

“Don’t be an asshole.” I joked, my laugh turning into a moan. It only spurred Jongho on, making him angle one of my legs up higher, hitting deeper inside of me.

“I know you’re close, baby. I can feel it. Cum for me, baby girl. Let go for me.”

He reached down to tease my sensitive nub, drawing quick circles until I was seeing stars, chanting his name like a prayer.

After Jongho came down from his high, he disappeared into the bathroom as he always did, coming back with a warm towel. As he pressed the towel to my thighs I tried to ask again.

“So...about the human to vampire thing?”

“Well,” Jongho sighed, “I didn’t think I’d be able to distract you forever.” He smiled, “It’s mostly done because couples want to stay together. The thing is though, the vampire obviously gets a taste of the human’s blood and it can be hard to stop once you’ve marked them, especially since smell is such a big allure for us.”

He took a long breath, “Then the human will almost always pass out, and needs to be taken care of for the next couple days because they’ll be so weak. Another problem is that the scent of their blood will be amplified during those days and it’ll be harder for the vampire to not, you know...” He looked away, not able to say the words. I knew what he meant, we both did. In some cases, vampires would kill their human partners for of their blood. Sometimes it was beyond their control. Just a primal need that would betray them. “Then their scent is more easily detected by other vampires and the whole thing is just kinda a mess. I think I’ve only heard of five attempts and only one of them was successful.”

I nodded, not really knowing what to say.

“And then on top of it all, it can be harder for the human to adjust and it can put a lot of pressure on the relationship. Human and vampire relationships are dangerous.”

His face was serious as he ran a hand through my hair. I looked up at him and leaned into his touch.

He cleared his throat and averted his eyes, a shy behavior I hadn’t seen from him before, “I guess it’s important for you to decide then.” His eyes met mine again, “Is this still something you want to continue?”

“Our relationship?”

“Yeah.”

“Of course, are you crazy? You mean the world to me.” I swallowed, realizing he hadn’t voiced his own thoughts, “What about you? Do you want this?”

“I think you have a pretty good idea of what I want.” He smiled and pressed a quick kiss to my forehead, his eyes sparkling.

“Hey Jongho?”

He hummed, looking at me.

“I want to spend forever with you.”

#ateez #kpop #imagines #ateez au #ateez fluff #ateez imagines #ateez smut #atzinc #ateez vampire au #vampire au #jongho smut #jongho imagines

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syiano · 3 years

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Hiya! (love your work, btw!) I was hopping you can do a headcannon where the reader is best friends with Wanda and initially Pietro gets jealous because of Wanda spending more time with you but in reality he’s Jealous that your spending more time with Wanda. This can be an established relationship or not. Keep up the excellent work! 💖🤩

Hi, anon! I'm so glad you love my work and thank you so much! (and y'all know how much I love the Maximoff twins lol)

Note: This is going to be where you and Pietro aren't dating yet.

{Requested}

Being Wanda's Best Friend And Pietro Being Jealous Would Include:

○Wanda noticing Pietro crush on you and his jealousy right away and wanting you two to be together (and having a little fun with it).

○Wanda whispering to you about her much her brother likes you, only for Pietro to glare at the both of you from across the room when he sees you two looking at him and giggling.

○Wanda inviting Pietro to some of the activites you do and trying to have you guys spend more time together, leaving you two alone.

○Pietro getting a little impatient when you and Wanda would have a conversation on something he can't really understand.

○Pietro getting in between you two whenever you're relaxing and snuggling the couch so he could be in the middle. (And then groan when you and Wanda cuddle with him)

○Pietro sometimes budding in on your conversation and asking if you would like to do something that wasn't so 'boring', only for Wanda to scoff and challenge him to see if he can do better, just to get him to make a move.

○Wanda nudging you to talk to Pietro when she feels him getting irritated (at other times).

○Pietro feeling himself grow more jealous when he sees you having fun without him.

○Pietro constantly complaining to you and Wanda on how you leave him out and accidentally admitting how much he likes you and wants you to pay more attention to him.

○Wanda not able to contain her smile, and then teases Pietro about how that took a long time for him to confess to you. (oh no did I make another speed joke)

#Marvel Headcanons #Avengers Headcanon #Pietro Maximoff Headcanons #Wanda Maximoff Headcanons #Pietro x male reader #Pietro Maximoff x male reader #Wanda x male reader #Requested

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blackjewles · 3 years

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Practice

Summary Below:

Hiya! So I got this idea. I ship Kaminari with a lot of people. Jirou, Sero, and Shinsou. So I thought, I could combine two of them. In this piece of writing, Kaminari has a crush on Jirou and is planning on asking her out soon. However, he’s scared that she’ll try to kiss him. It’s not that he doesn’t want to kiss her, it’s that he’s never kissed anyone before. So, he complains to Sero about it. Sero then offers practice like a good friend would. This is significantly more KamiSero cantered than KamiJirou, btw.

*NOT SMUT!*

Kaminari flopped down onto Seros floor and sighed, loudly, and noticeably. At first, Sero didn’t say anything. He kept his eyes glued on his video game in front of him and his fingers flew across his controller. He was in a aggressive mode of concentration.

“Sero,” Kaminari whined and reached in his direction, “Hey.”

Sero cleared his throat and quickly said “Just a sec, ‘bout to beat this level. Then we can talk.” Kaminari clicked his tounge and flopped his hand down on the floor.

After a few minutes, Sero whisper-shouted a victory announcement and saved his game. Then, he placed down the controller and relaxed more comfortably on his bean-bag.

“What’s up?” Sero asked, placing his hands in his hoodie pocket. Kaminari sat up to sit next to him, leaning against Seros bed frame. Then, he spoke.

“Well... I like Jirou, you know?” Kaminari sighed.

“Yeah, you talk about her like- all the time.” Sero stated. Kaminari chuckled.

“Shut up,” he said playfully, “Anyways. I like her- a lot. Okay? And I want to tell her.” He continued.

“Dude, go for it. She *totally* likes you back.” Sero encouraged. He then adjusted his position so that he was laying down, looking up at Kaminari.

“No man, that’s not the problem. I hope she likes me back- well- I think she does but...” Kaminari trailed off.

“But...?” Sero encouraged him to keep going.

“Yeah- but I’ve never kissed- anyone- before...” Kaminari mumbled, looking away slightly embarrassed.

“That’s it?” Sero asked bluntly. Kaminari nodded. A few seconds of silence prevailed until Sero got up. He padded over to his drawers and searched through. He then grabbed a small white container and opened it, three white objects in a pill shape spilled out. He put one in his mouth, one back in the tin, and handed one to Kaminari.

“Mint?” He asked. Kaminari grabbed it and popped it in his mouth.

“Thanks.” Kaminari whispered, unsure of what Sero was doing. Sero then sat down and inhaled deeply. He was preparing an encouraging speech.

“Well, I think it’s totally normal to be nervous. I mean- I was nervous for my first kiss so I totally get it. But really, as long as you don’t like- lick her face, I think you’d be totally fine! It’s not like you’re gonna make out with her right away.” Sero chuckled at his own joke. Kaminari laughed aswell, however, he was stuck on one thing Sero mentioned.

“You’ve had your first kiss?” Kaminari asked, the tips of his ears ever so slightly red. Sero nodded.

“Huh. Didn’t know that. Well, thanks man. But I can’t help but worry you know?” Kaminari looked down at his hands, he moved them for emphasis.

“How do you- do it- like, I know it’s not hard I just don’t know how.” Kaminari complained, he then pursed his lips in a classic kissy-face. “Obviously, you’re not gonna do it like that, so like- how else?” He complained further.

“Well yeah-“ Sero began, laughing, “You obviously don’t do that.”

“Yeah. I know.” Kaminari leaned his head back, and set his hands down in his lap.

“I guess I’m just scared I’ll fuck everything up. I wish I had more experience. Every girl I’ve asked out has said no, or, they just flirt for a bit and leave. Jirou, she- she’s the only person I actually think has ever liked me like I like them.” Kaminari added, sounding slightly more troubled. Sero tapped his shoulder to get him to look at him.

“You won’t fuck up.” He reassured. Kaminari shrugged it off, he didn’t believe him.

“Well,” Sero began, Kaminari looked up to hear what he was going to say, “Kiss me then.”

Kaminaris eyes widened and he sat up straight. Suddenly, his face, chest and neck all got hot. Kiss Sero? The thought made his breath hitch. Kaminari didn’t necessarily like Sero in the way that he liked Jirou, however, he couldn’t help but be nervous at the offer. Sero was a pretty boy, after all. There was no denying that.

“But you’re-“ Kaminari started, nervously.

“Straight?” Sero asked, Kaminari nodded in reply. Sero scoffed,

“Who cares if I’m straight. It’s not like I’m kissing you because you’re in love with me, I’m just doing you a favor.” Sero replied, Kaminari rubbed at the back of his neck and looked away. He was trying to get the obvious blush he had to go away.

“Oh- you don’t have to man. No pressure.” Sero added. Kaminari shook his head, almost too urgently.

“No- it’s okay. I think practice might be good.” Kaminari admitted.

“Yeah, practice.” Sero said, testing out the words in his mouth.

“Well. First of all, don’t do that stupid thing with your lips you did earlier.” Sero said, adjusting himself so his body was leaning towards the blond. Kaminari laughed and nodded, feeling a little less uncomfortable than before. Kaminari also adjusted so he was facing Sero.

“Oh and, I’ll initiate it. You can worry about how to initiate later. And close your eyes, please.” Sero added to his instructions. Kaminari nodded, and closed his eyes. Something about the word “later” though, made his throat close in ever so slightly.

Then, there was an unfamiliar warmth against his jaw, it was Seros hands. Sero tilted his face up and began to lean in. Kaminari was very nervous. Not that he didn’t want to kiss him- it was just that it would be his first. Plus, Kaminari was into boys too, which seemed like an added pressure. What if he liked it too much?

“Hey. Breathe. No need to be nervous, I won’t hurt you.” Sero reassured. He must’ve noticed the blonds stiffness. Kaminaris eyes fluttered open to see Sero closer than before. He smiled and untensed. He would be just fine. Besides, kissing your best friend is better than practicing on your hand, right?

“Okay, close your eyes.” Sero instructed. Kaminari did as told. And almost immediately, an unfamiliar pair of lips was pressed against his. Seros lips where warm, it was odd, but he didn’t mind it. But just as soon as they came, they left.

“Move your lips, dude. You don’t wanna be stone faced.” Sero said as he pulled away. Kaminari flushed.

“Sorry.” He replied.

“No worries.” Sero forgave. He then moved his hand to the back of Kaminaris neck. Great, now he could feel Kaminari blush from nervousness.

He then saw Sero close his eyes, and this time, Kaminari leaned in a little too. He closed his eyes and when their lips met, he made a little motion with his own lips. It made an odd noise against the others and he immediately pulled away an grimaced.

“Ew.” He laughed. Sero smiled.

“It’s supposed to be like that.” Sero encouraged, pulling an amused smirk. Kaminari looked a little disgusted.

“If you’re not gonna be able to kiss me, how are you gonna be able to kiss her?” Sero taunted. Kaminari rolled his eyes a little. But, he knew Sero was right.

Sero kissed him once more. And again, and again. They didn’t talk between these ones, it was just practice. Of course the noise of their lips meeting still bothered Kaminari, but, it was kind of nice. Maybe a little too nice...

Sero pulled away and wiped his mouth. Something about the action made Kaminari go red. God, he shouldn’t be that pretty...

“Oh. Sorry. You shouldn’t wipe your mouth immediately after. Some people find that rude.” Sero apologized. Kaminari thought that was weird, in fact, he found it attractive.

“Why? I thought it was...” Kaminari trailed off then shook his head. He stopped himself by saying “I’m not finishing that sentence.” Sero laughed lightly.

Then, they both leaned in again. This time, their teeth banged together and they both pulled away and laughed way louder than before.

“Oh my god!” Kaminari exclaimed, covering his face with his hands as he laughed.

“Okay-“ Sero began while giggling, “Avoid that at all costs.” He guided. Kaminari nodded.

“Obviously.” He replied.

It was then that the Blond noticed how much the space between them had changed. Sero’s face wasn’t more than 30cm (11 inches) away. Plus, their legs where somehow perfectly placed so that they where rather close to eachother. Kaminari gulped. They where right across from each other, practically gazing into eachothers eyes. When did his eyes start to sparkle like that?

“We can stop at anytime, you know.” Sero poked, making sure he wasn’t uncomfortable. Kaminari shook his head lightly.

“It’s okay.” Kaminari whispered back. He had the sudden urge to not go for a simple peck this time, but rather, let it linger just a little longer.

They both leaned in once more. This time (thank the lord), it was their lips that met. Kaminari did the same movement with his lips he had done before. They stayed for a second or two until Sero disconnected.

“Good.” He whispered. Kaminari suddenly felt his stomach flutter from the way he said it.

Kaminari hesitated, but his hand found its way to Seros shoulder for better support.

They kissed again. Kaminari still wanted it to last a little longer, though, so he didn’t pull away right away. Instead, he kissed him for a few seconds more. Sero didn’t pull away immediately either.

Once he had, he said, “You’ve got it.” And smiled, Kaminari smiled too. He pulled away further, widening the space between them.

“Do what you just did again to her when it happens, make it last a little longer alright?” Sero instructed. Kaminari nodded. He was feeling a lot less nervous now.

And with this new found confidence, he wanted to try kissing Sero. He wanted to initiate.

“Can I try, like, initiating it?” Kaminari asked first. Sero smiled and bit his lower lip. This action confused (and attracted) Kaminari, so he cocked his head.

“Oh, just thinking that you’re getting confident now. Yes, you can.” Sero said.

“Pretend I am the girl of your dreams.” Sero teased. Without hesitation, Kaminari leaned in and kissed him once more. Sero didn’t expect this so his eyes where open, but he quickly closed them and reciprocated the kiss. Then, Kaminari pulled away.

“Kissing me to shut me up, wow. You flirt!” Sero teased. Kaminari laughed. Then realizing that his hand was actually on Sero’s chest now and not his shoulder. His inhaled sharply, but tried to cover it up.

“Once more.” Kaminari said. Sero nodded approvingly. And then, for the last time of that night, their lips met. Though it wasn’t happening psychically , it felt like Kaminari was sparking. After a few seconds they pulled away. Kaminari at first looked to be dazed, however, that expression immediately changed into accusation as a thought struck him.

“Is this why you gave me a breath mint?!” He accused. Sero laughed and pushed Kaminari’s hand off his chest. Kaminari gasped.

“Did you plan this?” He asked, pointing a finger at him. Sero looked at him with a shit eating grin.

“It was just in case.”

Kaminaris jaw dropped. He wasn’t mad at all, no, he was amused. But he still pushed Seros shoulders away and called him a whore jokingly.

After their laughter had died down, Kaminari thanked Sero. The whole situation seemed rather odd, however, it did make him more confident for when the time to confess came. Sero shrugged off his thankfulness and said “It’s what friends do.” Which they laughed about again.

It’s what friends do.

Below is 2 bonus parts!

(#1)

Haha! Plot twist! Kirishima overheard one part!

Kirishima, walking to alert the boys that Sato made brownies: *about to knock on the door*

Sero: if you’re not gonna be able to kiss me, how are you gonna be able to kiss her?

Kirishima: *slowly recedes hand and walks away*

*back in common room*

Bakugou: Ay, where are the idiots?

Kirishima, with a look of pure traumatization: They’re busy.

(#2)

Oh no. Kaminari is catching feelings!

As Kaminari retired to bed for the night, he couldn’t help but think about what had happened earlier. Slowly, his hand lifted to his bottom lip and he lightly touched it. He kissed him... He kissed a boy... He couldn’t help but blush. Maybe, just maybe, he had enjoyed it a little too much. And maybe, he’d come to him for kissing advice again. And maybe, that time it wouldn’t be just because he needed practice. Maybe it would be because he liked the feeling of his lips. Not pretending it was hers. Just his. Maybe, he wanted to kiss him like he was in love with him and not Jirou. Maybe, he liked him more than he thought.

Andddd all done! I hope you guys enjoyed reading it! The second bonus part is actually based of personal experience after I (accidentally) kissed a friend I had a crush on. It was my first kiss, too. Rather weird. But anyways. That moment in my real life is what inspired the finger-to-lip imagery because that’s what I did right after. Anyways, besides that, thank you for reading and supporting me. Reblogs are welcome.

#bnha #mha #denki kaminari #kaminari denki #sero hanta #hanta sero #kamisero #serokami #kaminari x sero #sero x kaminari #kamijirou

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coldmorte · 3 years

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Hiya! Saw the Dutch ask game and wondered about 10) When did you first become interested in/obsessed with Dutch? (From the start of the game, or was there a specific moment?)

Btw I love your blog so much!!!

Howdy!!! 🤠

You’re in for a bit of a long answer, fair warning...

Most people seem to meet Dutch for the first time in RDR2, but I have been going CRAZY over that man ever since I played RDR1. (Warning - RDR1 SPOILERS)

On one hand, I found his anti-authority attitude and his alliance with the Native Americans super fascinating. For whatever reason, I really love studying different ideologies, and his is one that's rarely depicted in such a powerful way in fictional media. So, I had an intellectual attraction to him pretty much immediately.

But on the other hand, I really got into John’s character throughout the gameplay. Everything I knew about Dutch for the first like 90% of the game was based only on what others said. Whether they were right or wrong about him, it was an undeniably biased representation, you know? When I finally met Dutch, I had all the opinions of the other characters fresh in my mind, and I just wanted to kill him SO BAD. But when John confronted him on the cliff, all my negative feelings just went away. He was so sad and broken. I felt awful watching him kill himself, and it COMPLETELY deflated me… I felt so manipulated and sorry, which gave me a powerful emotional connection to Dutch in that moment.

As much as I hate that scene, I would say it's what got me most interested in understanding who Dutch was. It's absolutely brilliant storytelling. After RDR1, I spent HOURS just talking about Dutch with a friend of mine who felt the same way!!! He still hasn’t played 2, but Dutch is his favorite as well based on 1 alone.

By the time I got the chance to indulge in RDR2… well. I just became TOTALLY consumed. The first speech he does in Colter??? Holy smokes, I literally had chills listening to that! It was so, so, soooo good. By the end of Chapter 6, he absolutely shattered my heart, and I was PISSED. But once I made sense of it, I forgave him and fell even more in love with his character.

Dutch is utterly flawed and very tragic. It’s not easy to love him, but that is exactly WHY I love him. He’s exceptionally complex, and the writing it out of this world. ❤️🖤

Oh, and the damn good looks don’t hurt either!!!!! 😏

Thank you for the ask, and thank you for your kind words! I love seeing you on my dash as well!!! Quite a lovely blog you have there 💜🥰💜

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taliaquinn · 4 years

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Hamilton AU Part 1

Hiya guys!!! Guess what I decided to write this One shot series that is loosely based in Hamilton!! Basically this is what I think would happened if you mixed Adrinette and Hamilton, with sprinklings of Batfam. I’ve noticed a Lot of similarities between Adrien and Alexander Hamilton (Bad fathers, Dead mothers, growing up alone, insecurities) and decided to seize the opportunity. Hope you guys enjoy :)

Marinette stomped around his home. Ripping portraits off the wall. Throwing them discarding them to the side. Of course, she avoided ones that didn't include him. How COULD he? How could Adrien have done it? Betrayed her, her family,Their children? And for what reason? For a secretary, Not even his secretary, the secretary of a business partner?

At the thought of the identity of the secretary, Marinette let loose a scream and tore off another portrait. Letting the glass shatter when it crashed on the floor. She was someone that had always done her best to make her life miserable. Marinette thought that she had washed her hands off her when she graduated Lycee. Guess she was wrong.

Adrien never hesitated, stepping into that hotel room. Marinette watched the footage through tears, there wasn't a millisecond of hesitation... He didn’t pause at all. Pause to think of her, his wife. Pause to think of his children. Pause to think of how it would break them all apart. Marinette was watching her picture-perfect family burn.

Did Adrien care? No. He just followed Lila right into the hotel room. It wasn't even once he’d go to her house so often you might as well call it a past time. He even had the nerve to bring that girl into their home. Into their bed. Well, Adrien has forfeited his right to her bed, and her heart. He can sleep in his office instead. She didn't care.

Marinette couldn’t help but let out a breathless chuckle. After 12 years Lila won after all. She got what she wanted the most. Adrien.

You know what? Marinette was fine with that. Adrien can be Lilas completely.

Marinette already sent the paperwork needed to file for divorce. Already got the paperwork to change her name back to Marinette Dupain Cheng Wayne. She’s going to make sure that her children’s last names are changed as well. She was going to cleanse herself of Adrien Agreste completely.

On second thought She’s going to pack their bags and head to Gotham. Adrien wouldn’t dare follow them there or try to see her.

Right now Marinette only wanted was to never see him again. She needed to see her siblings and father.

Marinette quickly got to work. Moving around her home she stopped packing their bags. She needed to get rid of the filth. She changed course and started to gather pictures, magazines, and letters. Once she made sure to grab everything Adrien related she plunked herself right next to the fireplace and started to sort through everything letting her mind wander to the events of the week

Oh, she was late so late. quickly hopping out of bed she made sure to put on a suit and get her bags and purse ready for her trip. Taking a peek into Emma’s room she was slightly worried when found the bed empty. She made sure to stop at Louis and Hugo’s room. She was surprised to find the bed and cribs empty as well. Did they wake themselves up? She walked towards the living room and heard voices.

“Sweetheart you're playing the wrong scale see, look at me une deuce Trois quart cinq six sept…..”

Marinette stopped to smile at herself. Adrien was home. That was rare these days. He was teaching Emma piano. That also rarely happened these days. He was always so busy. She knew from the lack of response from Emma that her daughter was soaking up all the attention as much as possible and focusing on getting the scale right. She started to hear the beginning of a simple melody. Quickly stopping to check over her suit and makeup she made her way towards the living room.

Once entering she couldn’t help but smile. Adrien was in the corner sitting next to Emma at the piano. Hugo was in his high chair eating cereal, rather messily too. Louis was sitting on the couch watching his morning cartoons. Everything was perfect. Her family was perfect.

Marinette jumped. Her phone was ringing... Checking the caller Id to make sure it wasn’t another reporter or worst Adrien before answering. she let out a sigh of relief once she saw who was calling. She quickly picked up.

“Hey Damian hows it going” she responded softly, she hadn’t expected him to call. He was currently off-world with the Titans.

“Skip the pleasantries, beloved sister, I am here to help you and my nieces and Nephews and also handle that scoundrel of a cat,” Damian Said in a brisk tone.

All business and ready to return to Earth and terminate a certain blond-haired green-eyed model. Oh, Damian swore that when he got his hands on him he was going to unleash the Fury of an al-Ghul Wayne. Maybe sending a few assassins would be necessary-

“No assassins Damian” uh oh was he talking out loud??

“yes you were and no assassins Damian, he’s still the father of my kids, I don’t want to have to explain to them why uncle Damian is in prison”

“tt as if I would get caught, If anything it will probably be the fools Todd sent who would get caught” Damian knew how to keep his hands clean. The fact that his sister thinks otherwise is insulting.

“Wait. Who did Jason send!? Call them off Da-” Oof Marinette was going to have to Call Jason and get him to call off any potential hitmen. Oh, who was she kidding she’s going to have a long list of friends and family to call and make stop any plans of hurting Adrien.

She grabbed a postcard that Adrien sent her. From Germany. It was from a couple of months ago. Marinette counted back. Ah if her math was correct then Adrien was “meeting up” with Lila at the time. Ignoring the ache in her heart she flicked the postcard into the fireplace. Watching the fire overtake it,

“Marinette I insist that you and your children come back to America at once and leave that awful city, Pennyworth has already prepared your old room along with the kid's room,” Damian said, yanking Marinette's attention from the glowing embers.

For all Damian cared he would let Todd's fools get caught, as long as they completed their task.

“I have to get the kid's Bags ready and I can’t leave without telling my parents but that's difficult enough since there off on their anniversary trip across Europe”

"Humph I'm sure they will understand the need for you to get away from the city, from him, I swear Agreste knows no bounds he had the nerve to cheat on you with some secretary,”

“It wasn't just some secretary, it was Lila Rossi” She spat out with heat evident in her voice. “She got what she wanted after all these years” she chuckled. She kept on flicking magazines, posters, and pictures that had Adrien's face in them into the fireplace. She hoped that Adrien's reputation would burn. After all, isn't that the reason why he revealed his affair to save it?

Anyways that’s it for part one. It was intended to be longer but I split it into two parts in order to not spoil you guys. I might connect this AU to another, as in a Law and Order:SVU one. Comment if you want to be added in the taglist!!!

A Why Me!? Chapter is coming out soon so be on the lookout for that :)

Btw if you noticed that the paragraphs are much better written, I owe it to @unmaskedagain who I took inspiration from for writing cues :)

Stay Safe and Healthy!!!

Taglist:

@damianthebratboy @purplesundaze @silvergold-swirl @k-poplunardreams @pepelachanel @laurcad123 @maribat-is-lifeblood @kass-is-weird @another-fan-of-anotherplan @damianette-is-life @amayakans @parallelparabox @miukiiu @valeks-princess @toodaloo-kangaroo @vixen-uchiha @thezestywalru @dreamykitty25 @pirats-pizzacanninibles @mochinek0 @shamefullove @mochegato @souleateralicestein @thestressmademedoit @throneoffirebreathingbitchqueen @aestheticnpoetic @mysupporthyperfixations @itsmeevie01

#miraculous ladybug #hamilton #adrien salt #marinette dupain cheng #Damian Wayne #BatFam #lila salt

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cherryredb · 3 years

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The girl with the blue eyes

Heyyy loves, well i was going through some of my oldest stories and i found one that i really love well i hope yall like the little piece im going to post. tell me if you want to read more...btw i wrote this in 2019

Growing up wasn’t easy .Oh no it wasn’t .My name is Luna Greenwood ,and bet you're wondering what I mean by not growing up easy or that my life sucked, well my abilities, and also the kids in my school . The kids would talk about how a dark skin girl isn’t supposed to have dark blue eyes or blue eyes at all or that i'm not normal. Like yes thanks for reminding me, but for my abilities . Okay hear me out when I tell you this, the types of abilities that I have are the gift of premonition and the ability to channel all the four elements. Mom and dad have always told me that I am from this planet called lunar and that my eyes glowing when I am upset or when I am happy is completely normal. Yeah, like I believe that crap.

All the kids in my classes would call me an alien and crazy or a witch. They only start calling me this because of the dream i had, that one of the jocks would get hurt really badly, and of course me being me told a girl that I thought was my friend who had told everyone what i had told her about my dream and that I was the one who did it and that I am a freak. Yeah , I know it's sooo cool right. I mean a dark skin girl with glowing dark blue eyes of course they would believe her. I can do these different things that other people can’t and I am getting called out for them.

“Luna ! Get out here NOW!” Yelled mom

“What is it that I've done now?” I asked walking out of my room into the living room

“I got a call from the office from your school. YOU PUNCHED A GIRL IN THE FACE!? Mom yelled

“Well mom she was being a snob and talking crap about you and dad.”

“Luna Vision Greenwood!” I honestly hate it when she calls me by my full name “I don’t care if she was , how many times do I have to tell you..? You are not from this planet you’r-”

“Yes Yes I know , I am from a plant called lunar and -” I make quotation marks with my fingers”-and I am the missing princess” I grab my keys and backpack “ Mom I am going to be late for work.”

“Okay, Bye.” She leans in and gives me a hug. She grabs my face “ WE WILL FINISH THIS ARGUMENT” mom kisses me on the forehead letting me go.

“Okay okay mom” I laughed and walked out to my car and I saw my dad pulling up from work.

“Hey ,princess,” Dad said, walking up towards me and kissing me on my forehead and giving me a hug.

“Hey dad” I said hugging him back “So yeah moms upset at me”

“Yeah I know you punched veronica in the face”

“How did you know that it was be her.?” I say laughing

“Well she is the only kid that still gives you a hard time about your ability and your eyes.”

“She hasn’t seen me channeling the four elements.”

“And let's keep it that way…” He said laughing “ Anyhow , let me go calm the beast and you have a good day and stay safe at work sweetie.”

“Yes sir” I say laughing and getting into the car.

I get into the car and drive to work . I work at a thrift store ,but it also has really cute but cheap clothes. I see my boss, she's chill. She has a sleeve tattoo on both arms, She has reddish orange hair ,she's short and skinny . I mean if she didn’t have on a short sleeve shirt you would have never thought she would have any tats but oh yeah she does.

“Hey perkins.” Her first name is Jane but calling her Perkins is better for me and her.

“Hiya Luna” She says right after she blows a puff of smoke right into my face “Wanna go?” She asked me meaning her cigar

“Oh no thank you, I'd rather drink.” I said with a giggle

“Your lost” She said laughing

I go to my station near the back and then I hear a ding which means that someone had just come in.

“Hello?” Someone yelled from the front. I walked out of the front to see who it was. “Hello ? Excuse me ma’am do you need anything?”

She turned around and looked at me for a good second and looked at me with a crap face. “Sorry to stare but your eyes are glowing blue.” She looked at me like she found what she was looking for.

“Yes ,Yes blue eyes aren’t just for white peop-” She cut me off

“Your bone structure and the way you talk and present yourself” She smiled and laughed “You're a lunarean?”

My face ran cold and my legs went wobbly , what does she know? So my parents aren’t crazy and they are telling the truth.

“umm,erm,I have no Idea-”

“No need to lie to me ,my name is Ava Mathews and I am also a luarean, me and my son had come here and what do you feel about what happened to the royal family and...oh what's your name?”

“Well first off, according to my mom and dad I came here over 17 years ago and what are you talking about the royal family? Also, I am Luna Vision Greenwood” I looked at her and her face went pale . She blinked a couple of times before saying anything.

“Well ,My apologies I must be going It-”

“Hold on,” I said, putting up my hand. “You know something, don’t you.?”

She glared at me for a very long time before breathing again. “Yes ,I do.” she sighed. “I Know that in the prophecy ,the Greenwoods were the royal family and that a little girl that is named Luna with blue glowing eyes and beautiful dark skin, is the princess” She looked around as if someone was watching and /or listening. She leaned in and whispered “You need to tell your mother and father that the planet is burning down literally and figuratively .” She said in the most proper voice and dashed out.

#anime #random story i made long ago

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olliscowizz · 3 years

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High Ground - Olli Matela FF

Hiya everyone. This is my first FF ever published on tumblr. Please bear with me and let me make some mistakes lolz. BTW english isnt my first language and theree could be like a lot of mistakes. Pls let me know if you like it. :)

It was hard being a young rising star in the music business. What was a lot harder was being a woman in a mainly men orientated music business, where you couldn’t say something without being misunderstood. That’s how Sara felt almost all the time. She was talented, nobody had their doubts about that. The problem was the people didn’t really have a lot of expectation when it came to her skills as an observer. Which they always explained as: “You’re so young you cant possibly be smart enough to make a decision about your life. It will harm your career. Do you want that?”, the y guilt-tripped her into thinking she was the problem. But she never really paid it any attention. She loved singing and making music in general, was her greatest passion.

On this day she was on tour in Finland, where she was to meet the entry of the Eurovision 2021.

She walked into a chaotic hotel room. There were clothes everywhere and she saw beer bottles just standing on surfaces. Men, she thought.

“Hi you must be Sara”, said a man while he walked into her vision. “My name is Joel, we’re actually all pretty big fans of yours”, he smiled at her. She didn’t believe him. Why should she? People told her all the time, they liked her music, but most of them had a foul reason behind their kindness. So to not seem rude, she smiled at him and told him it was also nice to meet him.

“The other boys just went out to grab some food, they left me behind to clean up. As you can see I didn’t came too far”, he laughed at his own joke, turned to her, saw that she wasn’t laughing and immediately stopped. She wasn’t in the mood for jokes. This was a business meeting. They had to talk about something she understood. Music.

“So what’s your position in the band?”, she asked him while she walked further into the room and picked up an empty beer bottle. While inspecting the paper on the back of the bottle, she didn’t understand anything, she waited for an answer.

“I am the singer”, he smiled proudly and she couldn’t help but gift him one of her rare smiles. “Do you need help cleaning up? I was told we should do a collab and I honestly can’t work with so many beer bottles and Pizza boxes lying around”, she honestly told him to which he nodded.

Together they started picking up the trash in silence, both completely focused on their own thoughts.

That was until the door suddenly opened and five young men came running in with various pizza boxes. All that cleaning for nothing, Sara thought.

“Oh hi you must be Sara”, one of them smiled over the boxes. “Sorry I cant shake your hand, they are kind of occupied”, he apologized and put the pizza’s down, the rest following his lead.

“I am Niko”, he introduced himself. “These are Joonas, Tommi, Aleksi and lastly Olli”, he pointed at the other members. They couldn’t introduce themselves it seemed, but it didn’t bother her. She just wanted to start what she was told.

“As I was told by my manager, your direction of music is called violent pop”, she asked them, turning her back to them, which she knew was rude. She didn’t care. She wasn’t here to make friends. This was business. One of them cleared his throat. “Yes that’s what we call it”, he explained an smiled at her, when she turned herself back to them. She believed it was that Niko guy. She decided she liked him. He seemed nice enough. “Okay. Then lets get to work boys”, she tried to sound motivated but it ways hard.¨

She was thrown into this industry when she was the sweet age of 15 years old and now, six years later she is still here. She loved making music and she was really good at it too. But she couldn’t see herself being happy in the long term with her current team. The band was amazing. They were all really sweet, but her manager was little asshole and the rest was useless as well. Only having their paycheck before their eyes.

“Aleksi here actually sampled some melodies and wanted to show you”, Niko said again and gave the guy called Aleksi, that he should show her, which he did.

He was good, she must admit. Very good. She told him that. No point in not saying the truth. She wanted this collab to be successful, so she had to see where their strengths lay. She didn’t really look into them, when she was told about the collab. She wanted to be surprised. And until now she was pleasantly surprised. They were all very nice to her and they seemed to be talented as well.

“Okay since your music is a bit harder than mine, how about we build up the song?”, she suggested and then she was in her modus. She suggested things, made notes and listened to everything the had to say. It was amazing how far the came in just a few hours.

At around 9.00 PM the boys started to get grumpy. The pizza was eaten long ago and they seemed to be hungry. “Y’all want to take a break”, she asked them, to which they all nodded. “How about we end things for today, get a few drinks and then start again in the moringn? All fresh?”, the drummer Tommi suggested and everyone agreed. But Sara had to decline their offer. In all her six years of fame she wasn’t caught outside drinking with friends. Not that she didn’t want to. It was her manager, Mr. Smith, who had a problem with her having fun. He insisted she couldn’t afford any bad publicity. She never had any to begin with. Except for a few controversial lines in her songs she never had any scandals.

“You sure you don’t want to join us?”, asked Niko, whit whom she got along pretty well. “I’d love to but I really cant. I was actually never in a bar”, she admitted the last part so only he could hear her. She looked at the floor, suddenly embarrassed. Which person who was 21 years old was never in a bar before. Only her, apparently.

“No worries, we wont pressure you”, he tried to cheer her up and put his hand on her shoulder. “Well, see you all tomorrow boys”, she said and quickly left the room.ryoneHiya ev

On this day she was on tour in Finland, where she was to meet the entry of the Eurovision 2021.

She walked into a chaotic hotel room. There were clothes everywhere and she saw beer bottles just standing on surfaces. Men, she thought.

Together they started picking up the trash in silence, both completely focused on their own thoughts.

That was until the door suddenly opened and five young men came running in with various pizza boxes. All that cleaning for nothing, Sara thought.

“Oh hi you must be Sara”, one of them smiled over the boxes. “Sorry I cant shake your hand, they are kind of occupied”, he apologized and put the pizza’s down, the rest following his lead.

“Aleksi here actually sampled some melodies and wanted to show you”, Niko said again and gave the guy called Aleksi, that he should show her, which he did.

“No worries, we wont pressure you”, he tried to cheer her up and put his hand on her shoulder. “Well, see you all tomorrow boys”, she said and quickly left the room.

#blind channel #blind channel imagines #olli matela #aleksi kaunisvesi #niko moilanen #joel hokka #joonas porko

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party-with-books · 3 years

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Hiya! So I’m just getting into musicals after my friend sent me two songs that were absolute bangers from Heathers and I’m pretty sure you like musicals so do you have any recommendations? 👀 if not that’s totally fine!

Oh. HOney.

Do i know musicals?!?! (i’m so sorry in advance, but you’ve opened pandora’s box)

Strap in, i’m your humble tour guide!

A Beginner’s Guide to Musicals

Now, its hard to organize these all but i’ll do my best. I orignally had MANY others on the list, but it seemed smarter not to overwhelm you with too many different genres, so i kept it simple. I also will recommend some songs out of order before listening to the show from the beginning, but that’s just

Some are gonna be movie musicals, so just bear in mind, but if you want the broadway version i can oblige! A couple personal favorites i highly suggest are:

Wicked

The backstory of the Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West, and Glinda the Good, before the events of the Wizard of Oz.

Listen, if i had to choose one show to see on Broadway, its this one. When the u.s. tour came to my city, i was beyond excited. And when my in-laws got orchestra seats for us to see it in, i all but cried. :D I could quite literally write an entire essay about the show deep diving into the costumes, the set and stage design, the tech and lights, the script adaptation, etc...

The music is iconic in its own right, and its just so much fun and full of heart! Start right at the beginning with No One Mourns The Wicked and The Wizard and I are brilliant places, but legit with any of these songs you can’t go wrong. There are even reprises in the show they didn’t put on the soundtrack but 1000% should be there, its just that good!

Full soundtrack available here!

Phantom of the Opera

Ah yes! An oldie but a goodie. Its almost all singing, but boy is it worth it! I actually recommend watching this, cause it’d end up being the same runtime and you get the added benefit of seeing everything going on. But the whole movie soundtrack is available on YouTube, of course (the prologue is super slow, just fair warning, its a lot more for visuals than musical). The Phantom of the Opera title song is a great starting place. Music of the Night (immediately following POTO) and Think of Me are some of my top favorites, but really this whole soundtrack is just *chefs kiss*. Oh! And All I Ask of You just melts my heart! Also, of you want a great stage production soundtrack, the 25th Anniversary at Albert Hall starring Sierra Boggess and Ramin Karimloo is fantastic as well!

Also also, i know where to watch both movie and stage performances, so just lemme know if you’d like that. :D

Hamilton

Ok now hear me out! I honestly also didn’t like Hamilton when it first came out. And i didn’t for a long time. I’m a more traditional broadway connoisseur, plus the only rap i really listened to was Eminem. But even there i’m super selective, and i made the mistake of listening to the intro song first.

Don’t be me.

Sometimes you need the familiar first before you get to the place where they branch off (in this case, throwing in some rap verses).

Hamilton in 7 Minutes is an amazing a cappella compilation of the entire soundtrack, plus the animatic someone drew for it is phenomenal. After that i highly HIGHLY recommend Helpless and then You’ll Be Back, oh and The Schuyler Sisters! This show is just as quirky and sweet as it is emotional. And i get its not for everyone, but i’d be remiss if i didn’t at least mention it.

Newsies

Inspired by the real-life happening of the Newsboys going on strike in 1899 New York.

Oh man, how do profess my love to thee? Mainly an all boys cast (but the ladies who have songs in it are *chefs kiss*), the choreography is as incredible as the music itself, and boy howdy is the music great! Jeremy Jordan is the butter on my bread and as Jack Kelly, just lives rent free in my head on repeat. If he sang to me every night, sleep would never be an issue. xD Carrying the Banner, King of New York, and Watch What Happens are great ways to start off this party. And here i shall grace you with the whole Live soundtrack (i didn’t like the audio quality for the regular recorded one i found, but its still the same cast so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯).

The whole stage show was professionally filmed and lives on Disney+ currently btw! (so go watch it! The tap numbers and spoon playing in it give me LIFE)

Heathers the Musical

The darkly delicious story of Veronica Sawyer, a brainy, beautiful teenage misfit who hustles her way into the most powerful and ruthless clique at Westerburg High: the Heathers. But before she can get comfortable atop the high school food chain, Veronica falls in love with the dangerously sexy new kid J.D. When Heather Chandler, the Almighty, kicks her out of the group, Veronica decides to bite the bullet and kiss Heather’s aerobicized ass…but J.D. has another plan for that bullet.

I’m so glad you already like this! The music really is a great banger and the story surprisingly manages to be both edgy humor-wise and serious when the moments call for it. Its a lot of fun and i’m surprised by how much i like it. If you haven’t already listened to them, Beautiful is the intro and is really good, and also Candy Store & Big Fun!

The Little Mermaid Musical

The movie and musical that need no introduction! I was really surprised by how much i liked Broadways soundtrack for the show, and how short-lived its time on stage was. It really doesn’t get enough credit for how much creativity went into everything. And what an all-star cast too! All the original songs from the movie are there, and i think they did a really good job expanding them even more, especially Under the Sea. Her Voice (10/10 just melts my heart) i’ll also recommend beforehand but honestly you don’t need too much. Just go straight from the start and head onward, you’ll really enjoy it!

The Sound of Music

Man i’m getting nostalgic. Another oldie but goodie! My mom, sisters and I loved watching this movie growing up (along with Oklahoma, Seven Brides For Seven Brothers, Singin’ In the Rain, My Fair Lady, Fiddler on the Roof, and just...every musical in our collection ;P). Funny, sweet, romantic, heartwarming, its got it all! The Sound of Music kicks everything off, and from there you can’t go wrong, but this is another movie musical i highly encourage watching! Also i just wanna throw in The Lonely Goatherd now cause its so much fun, so why wait?! ~~

Ok whew! I think that’s it (for now). It took a while to find links for everything, but we did it! Please holla at me if you have any questions or concerns. :)

Oh yes, and if you would like to see any of these masterpieces via recording, i may or may not have such knowledge for your viewing and/or audio entertainment.

#i edited this list like 5 times #trying so hard not to vomit so many shows at you all in one go #every time i keep thinking of another one like 'aw man i forgot to add Joseph and the Dreamcoat or Cinderella'#if you want like a round 2 list i got that also #xD #(tbh i have a whole word doc full of musicals i adore and love and keep adding more to every day)#this is like my overall collection of well-known musicals that got me started in the theatre world #looking at this i'm also realizing these are all shows i'd really want to perform in at some point in my life #a bookdragon answers #dillislazii #broadway #musicals #wicked #the phantom of the opera #newsies #heathers the musical #hamilton #the little mermaid #the sound of music

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riskeith · 3 years

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awwww i’m here now darling so you better feel amazing <33333

ok miss i see the subtle flex you just pulled on me, just say your team is op and go... :pp jk!! no but yeah if you’re stronger than the goddamn bosses it usually goes easily. can’t say i’ve seen those days in a while tho rip

YOU ARE MY BABY!!!!!! you could do a doodle for me and i’ll literally cry abt it until i die. ooooh that seems good tho??? especially ningguang and beidou... the ladies are making a comeback 🥴 i agree with you actually!! i’d love for chongyun to come back (so you can get his c6 mostly) and for selfish reasons i want razor to come back to... bc boy scouts. i really want the boy scouts... hope it happens soon tho 🥺

speaking of boy scouts i just got him.... xingqiu.. i felt so bad bc i know how much you want him... :( but i didn’t get any xiangling so. i lost successfully shskdhsk. also I WISH they had cross-server co-op more than ever at this moment bc then we could do our chongyun + xingqiu dates... 🥺

cluna you’re literally so cool! you work through them? help couldn’t be me. i get super annoyed and if it’s not working i’ll just let it go and write something else instead shskdhdksk. for instance, i was working on this fic two months ago and i got really far into it when i hit a writers block. so, its just been collecting dusts for months now. a couple days ago i accidentally stumbled upon it and realize the potential it had so i might pick it up sksjdkd. i was literally prepared to just let it rot like so many other fics i write. so yeah idk sometimes i just give up because it’s easier even if it hurts me bc i spent so much time writing them sjshdkdj. yikes.

right?? and when you write a fic that takes place during the day you can get inspired by the atmosphere outside!! and yes!! i have to study outside i can’t get anything done at home. i used to be able to do that when i was younger but now it feels sooo impossible. especially with online school and stuff. either i go to a library, cafe or school. although most of these are closed now so i have to book a room somewhere to study. do you have a specific area at home where you write or can you just sit down anywhere and study?

for sure!! if i had the space i’d absolutely consider buying more books. right now i just have them scattered around everywhere (even some in my makeup drawer shdjdh). do you have a bookshelf? 🥺 that’s so pretty...! what are some of your other favorites btw? oh grade school is basically class 1 to 9... so from 6 years old to 15? girl no worries i know how difficult it is to understand all of that. when my friends used to explain their countries school systems before i’d just sit like owl eyes.

THE ALBEDO FANART!!!!! during his quest i took sooo many screenshots god he’s just perfect. he’s such a gentle and sweet boy ughhhhh.... he’s been gone for 2 days and i already miss him. and xiao and aether are just... yeah... i love how everyone ships aether with the boys yet i don’t think i’ve ever seen lumine shipping fanart? let’s just say gay rights and leave it at that.

BEFORE I CLICKED ON THE LINK I HAD A FEELING IT WOULD BE THAT POST.... literally us!!!! don’t make one in america no worries!! idk why my acc was set to that lmao. i’ll make one in asia tonight and just hustle for a few weeks until i reach co-op (i think it was ar 15?) plus i really want aether so i’m kind of not so stressed about it tbh? god i’m actually so exciiiiiteeeeed...... 😭 you gotta promise you’ll help me with domains and bosses tho you’re gonna be at a much higher rank than me while i’ll just be a little nooby girl. 😭

thank you so much for the encouragement!!! ♥️

today i didn’t keep you waiting too long, hehe. i missed you too much. but you’re porobably asleep now though :( oh well, can’t wait to hear from you my love <333

hiya!! i’m still up bc i miscalculated the length of a fic chdjcnskjd and thought to check if you’d sent anything before i went to sleep!! made me v excited to see there was not only 1 but 2 asks from you hehe (also it’s 2am rn so apologies for any incoherence!!)

AHAHAH fjskdjskdn genuinely tho,,, i’m really happy with my team rn LOL. and noooo you’ll get there someday!! before your world level increases and you’re stuck being many levels below the bosses again fhdjdjkd it’s a cycle 😩

NFKSKDLAKS i wish i could manage even a doodle… drawing hair is literally my worst nightmare (along with drawing anything else tbh) and all the genshin charas have such complex layered hair ugh it’s like they don’t want me to even try. yass beiguang (idk if that’s their ship name) actual queens 👑. razor!!!! what a good boye. i love his idle animation so much, pls he deserves everything 🥺🥺 and you deserve to get the boy scouts!!! can’t wait for that day to come <33

AHHH!!!! no don’t feel bad i’m so happy for you omg… live out all my xingqiu-having dreams for me please 😩😩😩😩 our xingyun dates!!!! some day it’ll be a reality <333

DHJAJSHS nooooo fuck writer’s block 😤😤😤 but i hope you’re able to finish that fic now!! (vaguely, if you prefer) what’s it about? also i have plenty of fics/ideas just rotting too, but that’s usually bc i get caught up in a new idea which i like more ? i think? lmao so yeah i definitely do give up on my fics too omg wait do you have those fics where you’re like omg this concept is god tier i’m so big brained and then you write out a scene and then it’s like … wtf do i do with this now? HAHAHAH like my attention span is slowly too short to write any long af fics, i can’t stay dedicated or interested enough for that but a lot of the ideas i have have the potential to be those 300k 40 chapter slow burn etc etc so there are so many docs in my drive that are just. works with like 2-3 written scenes and an entirely fleshed out plan but i know i’ll never actually end up writing it bc of aforementioned factors lolllll. that’s another reason why i think about just releasing all my wips some day! so people can see all the ideas im unable to execute jfjsndns. do you [like] writing super long fics like that? i admire your tenacity if you do ahah

agreeeeeed <3 and oh i see!! i always feel like people who don’t study at home are so studious fjskdksk it gives off that kinda vibe for me 🤪 and i have a study! so i usually do most of my work there. sometimes tho when i get bored and if i’m not watching a lecture i’ll sit on my couch or on the floor and change things up a bit lolol

djxkkakdks omg don’t let your makeup ruin the books.. or is the makeup more important djskskks. i do have a bookshelf!! it has like… 6 levels? and it’s all full 😳😳 other faves are defs the hunger games (catching fire >>>>>>>>) and you know the others like percy jackson, divergent, the mortal instruments. oh and the maze runner!!!!!!! the prequel (? sequel???) is probably one of the recent books i’ve actually read, even tho that was like back in 2017 lmao. i liked the john green stuff too.. just a lot of the like. basic ones LMAO. hbu??

6-15??? damn that’s an interesting range djsksk i guess the closest for us would be primary school which covers ages 6-12!

albedo is legit SO prettt and for what. his hair, his eyes, his soft spoken manner. ugh 😩😩😩 and taking a bunch of screenshots is a big mood!! ooo i’ve seen some lumine ones but yeah def not a lot ! (i know there’s discourse surrounding that lmao) but yes gay rights 😤 wait that reminds me i saw the cutest razor pic the other day and saved it i’ll show you when i’m in a more awake state to attach the image fjdjnd

!!!!!! ours minds… actually connected 🧠

okay that sounds good!!! and yeah wtf why does co-op unlock so like late lol let us play together NOW 😤 and good luck with starting again!! and have fun with aether hehe we’ll be able to have both ours meet 🤪🤪 AND YES I PROMISE!!!! i’ll carry you until we’re both the same AR and we can suffer fighting bosses together <3 you can just sit back and watch me do all the work 🤪 i’m super excited too!!! 🤩🤩🤩 and thank you for doing thisss even tho i know you said you don’t mind but still!! 💗💘💝💕💓💗💞

no problem!!! i believe in you!!! ❤️❤️❤️

eagerly (but patiently) anticipating your response~ xo!

#marriage anon #wowclunaanswers #long post

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tundra-tiger · 4 years

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Hiya!!!!! @raiswanson tagged me in this, 20 questions to ask your OC. So I’m gonna do everyone’s favorite Talis, the dragonborn paladin himself!!! This is Talis as he is as of the latest short story that I’ve posted on AO3, so to anyone who knows things that happen later, that’s why said things aren’t brought up--this is the newest and freshest of Talis available :3 Fresh out of backstory and into the big city! Prepare yourselves for a lot of uncertainty aLSO HERE’S HOPING THE READ MORE WORKS, BECAUSE THIS IS LONG

1) if they could choose a new name, what would they choose?

Oh! Huh, I uh…. Well… I don’t really know. I… don’t think I’ve ever thought about it, to be honest. It doesn’t… really matter, what I’m called. The name I have is fine [Talis shrugs] I don’t really need a new one

2) what’s a surefire way of making them happy?

Ahh, I’m sorry, I…. I’m… not really sure [He rubs the back of his neck and offers a small, sheepish smile] I’m not doing that well at these questions, am I? Uh… Really, all I need is, uh, I guess down time? When everyone can just sit and rest a bit?

……

I think I used to knit. I think… that, used to make me happy

(happy is kind of a tricky thing for Talis, rn, and he doesn’t know how to handle it. Things like hugs or shared snacks or warm, quiet evenings by a crackling fire would make him happy, but also would make him feel a lot of other things at the same time. It’s complicated)

3) what’s a surefire way of making them sad?

Oh, well, the, yknow, pretty usual… I mean…. It’s the… um…

[He’s rubbing his arms and stares off to the side. Shrugs, rubs his arms, shrugs again]

(The answer is a lot. A lot makes him sad)

4) what do they do when they feel sad?

I… [he hunches a little, wrapping his arms tighter around him] I uh…. I don’t know

…

I’m sorry, I… don’t have anything else to add

5) how do they choose their friends?

Usually, I don’t [Talis laughs softly to himself] Friendship just kind of, happens. Beings who connect well, or work together, or have something in common. Or… someone who reaches out a hand. When you most need it

That’s the kind of friend I want to be. Someone who’s there when people need me most, who can protect those around me

6) what kinds of food do they like?

I’ll eat just about anything, I’m not that particular. Just as long as it’s filling… and there’s enough of it [he chuckles, but then looks uncomfortable]

(Warm, homey foods--stews and curries, harvest foods, bread. That sort of thing)

7) who is the person closest to them?

That… would be Ace. I met him when I uh… first got to town, I guess? [he smiles] He helped me find a place to stay, and… honestly, I don’t know what I’d have done, if I didn’t run into him. I mean, I don’t really know anyone else here, so… I can’t say I have a lot of folks to pick from? But, yeah, Ace. Yeah

(For the record, Talis would have ended up asleep in an alley somewhere, but eventually found his way to a Temple, and likely have found some kind of work and living space there. But things definitely went a lot smoother, running into Ace, and he feels a lot more secure to have the dragonborn to look up to as he gets his feet under him)

8) what kinds of music do they listen to?

Anything that’s, that’s being played, really. I wouldn’t know what to pick if you… asked… which… ah… [he looks like he wants to sink into the collar of his shirt]

9) if logistics and money weren’t an issue, what kind of animal would they keep as a pet? (includes fantastical animals like dragons as well btw)

I’m, ah, I’m really in no place to… I mean… I don’t think… [he looks about his room, as if looking for an answer] Uh… a… I don’t… think I need a pet…? Really I… I don’t….

(Something low maintenance and soft, like a cat, would probably be good. Maybe a local mouser that he could befriend, he’d love to just sit with a happily dozing cat on his lap ^^ Someday I could also see him getting some kind of pack animal, like a mule, if he has to take to the road with his adventuring party. Even if one of his teammates got a mule, he’d definitely take the time to get to know it and bond with it)

10) what does the landscape of their mind look like?

Uh… [his expression becomes strained] I mean, probably nothing… that interesting…? Like a, yknow, a mind…? I, I don’t know what that would look like…

(His mind looks like a field right before a thunderstorm hits--not as dark as it will be, but dark as night, with a fire in the far distance. A balance of unsettling stillness and precipitating, distant danger

And no, he doesn’t know what to do with it either)

11) why do they like themselves?

Oh, well, um…. [he draws his arms around him] Well, um… I know.... I was called to be a paladin… that… I was chosen. So… that has to mean there was something worth choosing. In me… right?

(this question assumes a character has things they like about themselves, and…. yeah)

12) what do they dream of doing if they had anything and everything open to them?

[he sits very quiet for a length of time] I would… I would ensure… no one would have go through the hell that… [he winces and stares at his hands in his lap. His voice is very soft] I would make sure all had a chance to live well, safely, and freely in the light of the day

13) what fashion choices do they make? do they go more for comfort or style?

I uh… haven’t made many fashion choices lately [he gestures with amusement to his own clothes, which are practical and too big for him, plain workers clothing] I mean, really, whatever’s… available, and sensible for whatever I have to do. Uh… I’m thinking of getting some, uh, gloves soon, it’s, it’s a little cold and… And maybe a, a sweater? Just for days out and about, and, [he holds back a small laugh, looking down at himself] and maybe a splash of color

(Talis loves warm, homespun fashion--vivid marigold and crimson and rich browns, embroidered collars and hems, layered belts and jackets, knitted vests and hats and gloves. Coordinated layers, varying bolder and softer tones, etc… He might decry it, but he loves picking out what to wear, when he actually does take the time to choose what to wear, and doesn’t just go to sleep in whatever he was wearing that evening ^^; Old habits die hard, eh?)

14) if they had to go somewhere without a map, what’s the likelihood that they would make it there without getting lost?

Aaaaaahhh, that would... very much depend on… uh, where this place is…? If I’ve been there…? I, I really haven’t been around, uh, much of Neverwinter yet [he bashfully rubs the back of his neck] I don’t think I could find my way down the street, as it stands

15) what types of people do they attract?

I, um, ah, well… I… I hope I attract people who need my help? So, so I can help them. I’m a paladin, that’s… what I’m here to do

(So far, anyone who’s been around him for longer than half a second has immediately gone “oh no, you need an adult, don’t you?” so mostly: he attracts parents XD )

16) what types of people are they attracted to?

Oh, uh…. Oh. Oh, that kind of….? Ummmmmm….. [his face flushes and he stares at the floor] Um, I really, I really don’t, I… I don’t…. know….?

(Romantically, Talis attraction has been just a giant pile of question marks to me ^^; It’s not something he’s thought much about, and right now, it’s extraordinarily low on his priority list to pursue. He definitely feels some form of draw towards anyone who’s hurt or scared, but it’s more a draw to alleviate that fear/pain than a draw towards the actual person. Yeah, there’s an intimacy to helping another, and he feels it, but that’s all there is, really. He’s got a lot on his plate rn, and isn’t looking for a romantic relationship. He isn’t looking for friends, either, he’s not really looking for anything--he’s just trying to get by ^^)

17) what is their greatest fear?

[his face blanches, and he’s staring at something with unfocused intensity] I……. I……. I don’t…..

I don’t want to hurt anyone [he twists his hands in his lap] I don’t want… anyone to get hurt, because of me

(More specifically, he doesn’t want anyone to use him to hurt others, but he doesn’t really know how to articulate that point)

18) what kinds of body modifications would they do if they could? (e.g. tattoos, dyeing hair, piercings, etc.)

[he idly rubs the scar on his cheek, then pulls his hand away] I hadn’t really thought about that, either… I… don’t know what I’d get… if I could. I don’t really have much to work with here [he laughs and offers a shrugs]

19) what are they insecure about?

I’m… [he unconsciously rubs his wrist] I’m.... I… I-I don’t have time. For insecurities. Thinking… thinking like that just… [he frowns down at his boots] I-I’d rather skip this question, if you don’t mind

(Yes. The answer is yes. He has a lot of them and isn’t ready to admit to any of them)

20) how do they treat people/beings who have less power than them?

You protect them. You look out for them. That’s, that’s just what you do. Anyone who doesn’t look out for those less powerful than themselves doesn’t deserve that power. Then they’re as good as abusing the power in their hands, if they can help another and don’t then they-- Sorry, I, I didn’t mean to…

[he takes a breath]

I swore an oath to protect and aid any who cannot protect or aid themselves. Because that’s. That’s what you do. If you have strength, you use it to help those without

///The boy. The legend. *waves hands jazzily*

Here’s the part where I tag @jcckwrites and @void-tiger and @skairipaassassin and @queenofhelheimr and @linkhecometotown and @maebird-melody and @gryphongirl and anyone else with an OC? I feel like Rai tagged the whole council, but if any y’all are reading this, I’m tagging you again (only it won’t let me tag anyone else so I’LL JUST BADGER YOU LATER)

#paladin talis #talis #dnd oc #oc related #ask meme #this took me way longer than I thought it would #look at my son #if you are new here #i have stories about this boy #on ao3

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callsignjxde · 3 years

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Later or Now?

It was on a cold Winter’s afternoon that Alora, a mediocre girl with a big heart and deep insight of the world was sitting on the curb just outside of her high school, a little after the last bell had rung for the day. The clouds had started to gather and darken overhead, casting a grey shadow over the town and dimming the world. Like insects, the ice-cold air bit at her skin. Her ears ached as the cold embraced them; she shivered. Alora took out her phone and took to scrolling on Instagram. Nothing out of the ordinary appealed to her; not the short anime clips or fashion tips and tricks. She scrolled and scrolled until something caught her attention. She slowly scrolled back up and saw a picture of someone’s legs. They were skinny, long legs styled with black jeans and red converse. They were angled upwards, as if the person were stretched out resting them on the windowsill. … Do I know this person? I don’t remember following them, Alora thought to herself. She lowered her gaze to the caption, which exclaimed, “My aunty and my mother kept calling me fat today. When will I ever be enough for anybody?” Alora sighed in pity. What a horrible thing to say to someone, she expressed in her mind.

Alora wasted no time in wanting to leave a comment. She gazed up toward the sky, whose clouds had started weeping, and tried to think of something kind and thoughtful to say. She furrowed her brows and let out a small sigh. Alora decided to type as she thought:

S1NS: “Hi! We’re not close, but I noticed that we’re following each other! If you ever need anyone to talk to, I’m always going to be right here for you. We don’t know each other, but I promise you that you are so special to me, and that my love for you runs deep. Also, for what it’s worth, you are beautiful.”

Alora hit send and took a deep, heavy breath. She hoped that she wasn’t out of place and didn’t sound too weird or creepy.

Deep in thought about this person, she trudged home while the crying clouds watched over her, as if her mood and the weather were one and the same.

Ping! Her phoned chimed as she sat in her room procrastinating that night, doing her very best to avoid her assignment that happened to be due very soon. She peeked at her phone screen and saw a direct message from Instagram user 69.shadesofblack. Ah, it’s that person whose post I commented on earlier, she thought. Alora excitedly opened the message and began to read and respond accordingly.

69: “Hey, I’m Caia. I saw your comment under my recent post, and I just wanted to say that I appreciate it very much.”

S1NS: “Oh hi! I’m Alora. I mean it! If you ever wanna talk, I’m always ready to listen without judgement.”

It wasn’t even to Alora’s knowledge that this was going to be the start of a beautiful, yet tragic friendship.

Days passed, then weeks, and eventually months. The two girls messaged every chance they had, conversing about all the things that made them smile and cry. They shared their dreams and hopes, and even their fears, too.

Caia had some good days, but her bad days unfortunately outweighed the good ones. She would message Alora exclaiming her desire to die and leave the world, to which Alora never failed to present Caia with hope, even if it was just a little bit.

In the beginning, Alora was happy that she could be used as Caia’s strength to hold onto life, in the hopes of her discovering something more in it, something better, something that she would find… worth living for. However, as the months passed and the world around Alora became colder and darker, she began to feel scared. She knew that if she failed to comfort Caia or make her feel better, she would slip right through her fingers. Despite this, Alora knew that there was only so much she could do, since they were oceans apart, yet she felt deep down that she would feel responsible for Caia if anything were to happen to her. Alora lost sleep and her grades plummeted. Her mind, her heart and her soul were with her friend. On the nights where she’d finally fall asleep after hours of haunting thoughts, she’d awaken from nightmares, a crying and hyperventilating mess. Covered in cold sweat and incredibly weary, Alora would unlock her phone to check and monitor the activity of user 69.shadesofblack, much like a hawk, eyeing its prey from above.

On a warm and sunny Winter’s morning a little before 8:30, Alora and Caia were deep in pleasant conversation. Alora smiled to herself as she sent her messages. After the conversation slowly died out, Alora slid her phone back into the pocket of her pants and lifted her head so that the sun caressed her face with its warm and lively touch. It was cool, but the warmth of the Winter sun warmed not only Alora’s skin, but her soul.

Ping!

The girl took her phone back out, unlocked it, and read:

69: “Also, btw before you go to class”

S1NS: “Yeah, C? What’s up?”

69: “Don’t ever leave me okay?

Never.

Ever.

Don’t even think about it.

I’ll come after you.”

S1NS: “Never in my life will that ever cross my mind.”

69: “Promise me.”

S1NS: “I promise, C. I promise that I’ll come and get you soon. I promise to get you out and take you far away from there. We’ll go places, you and I. I promise that you’ll be happy with me. You can be friends with my friends! I just know that they’ll love you. And my parents would love you too!”

69: “Thank you. For never giving up on me.”

S1NS: “… Thank you for being so brave.”

Alora felt her eyes well up with tears; she quickly wiped them. The bell rang for first period and, with the heaviness in her heart lifted ever so slightly, she marched off to class. It was the first time in awhile where she could breathe properly, where she could relax a little.

She was happy.

That evening, when she was free of hassle from her family and school assignments, Alora messaged Caia to see what she was up to:

S1NS: “Hiya bestie, I’m back!”

Minutes passed, then hours, without a response from Caia. She must be busy, Alora thought, so she put her phone down for the night.

Alora messaged again the next day, but there was still no response from Caia. Days eventually passed by in a blur, and Alora’s nightmares had become more frequent and more powerful. Eventually, Alora stopped sleeping altogether. She would camp under Caia’s profile, waiting for a sign that she’s safe and sound.

About 2 weeks had passed without a message from Caia. Frustrated, Alora decided to message as many of Caia’s followers as possible, questioning her possible whereabouts. No one knew where Caia had gone.

Feeling defeated and hopeless, Alora began to sob. Hot, salty tears started to stream down her cheeks. She watched her tears fall from her face to her lap. They reminded her of how the sky wept on that cold Winter’s day where she initiated a conversation with Caia. She remembered the cold air biting at her olive skin, numbing her. She remembered the lonely roads and the mist like rain that fell from the clouds. She remembered the sadness and worthlessness she felt from Caia’s Instagram post.

And then, in the darkness, her phone lit up as it chimed. Caia, Alora exclaimed happily with a sense of relief.

Wasting no time, she opened the message, only to read words that would shatter her heart into a million pieces:

69: “Hi, this is Erin. I’m Caia’s little sister. I’m messaging to let you know that my sister committed suicide last week, and that we recently just had her funeral.”

Alora’s heart sunk to her stomach. She felt her heart stop, and then felt it race faster and faster. She couldn’t breathe. Even so, she mustered up enough strength to message back.

69: “Hello?”

S1NS: “What the hell do you mean? You’re lying to me. STOP FUCKING LYING TO ME. THIS ISN’T SOMETHING YOU JOKE ABOUT.”

69: “Why the hell would I wanna tell people that my sister killed herself?! Whether or not you believe me, she’s DEAD.

And I’ve seen the messages you two sent each other.

You were supposed to protect her. You were supposed to make her happy.”

With tears streaming down her face, Alora clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

S1NS: “My fault?! YOU’RE HER SISTER. I’M ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD FOR FUCK SAKE. YOU’RE HER SISTER.”

69: “Goodbye. I’m closing this account now.”

S1NS: “WAIT DID SHE SAY ANYTHING BEFORE IT HAPPENED?!”

Erin deactivated Caia’s account, leaving Alora alone with no one but her thoughts and the night’s darkness, which was a very dangerous thing to do, most especially when Alora is angry with herself.

Alora couldn’t figure out why.

She sat in the corner of her room and let out a cry so hard, it rung breathless and soundless into the night. She pounded her head with her fists, unable to figure out where she went wrong. The silence of the night was loud and menacing. It frightened her to death. She beat the carpet beneath her in agony; she felt betrayed.

“You made me promise… You made me promise to never leave you so why.. Why did you leave me? Was it something I said? Was it something I did? … I’m sorry… I’m so fucking sorry.. But.. Why didn’t you come to me..? Why didn’t you let me help you..? Did you hate me that much? Did you even care about me at all?”

Alora wailed and bellowed into the night, with nothing but that menacing silence to answer her. She cried and cried until she cried herself breathless. Eventually, with hot, salty tears still falling from her weary eyes, Alora passed out.

An hour or two had passed, and the moon shone in the dark night. Its light seeped in through the crack in Alora’s curtains and caressed her tear stained face. She slowly awoke, praying to God that this was all just a terrible, terrible dream. Feeling empty and hopeless, she let her gaze be guided by the night sky through the gap in her curtains.

As she stared into the night, thoughtless, she made out Caia’s smiling face in the stars. She was angry, miserable, and felt betrayed, yet somewhere in her shattered heart, she felt a sense of happiness for her friend. I promised that… I’d save you from what made you miserable… But… It seems like you did it yourself, Alora thought. I just… I just wished you had more faith in me.

Alora let out a slight snicker, “I’ll see you again. You’ll wait for me, right?”

She reached out and rummaged through her bag which was only a couple of feet away and pulled out a bottle of tablets.

Alora let her gaze rest on a dust particle in a group of many that she spotted sailing through the air, thanks to the white light of the moon. With no one but herself and the universe present, Alora murmured into the unforgiving and silent night,

“Caia... Should I come and see you later… Or now?”

#Alexa #play #youth #by #daughter #story #true #events #i love you

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