#I feel bad for this shows fandom being such a boy club and having such a low/anti feminine energy to the point where you can and will get

[heartshapedcreaturefromcriptoon]

One of the things I'll block you for is re-posting leaks from leakers speculating what streaming service Hazbin will be on based on what company struck down their leaks and getting just as excited as those leakers are about a company potentially owning part of the rights, which is obviously not something we're even goddamn fucking supposed to know yet....

Another thing I'll block you for is having a tacky inaccessible theme with a cardd and having the majority of your reblogs about Hazbin coming from petitprincess1 and that Drama YouTuber "Miss Zi Zi" person ....If you know, you know.

[str4wb3rrysw3etheart]

HII!!

SOOO.. i decided to start writing!! For the eltingville club! (They would hate me but shh..) I ran out of fics in a day.. so I'm doing God's work and supplying 🫡 (i actually have experience writing fics but got logged out of that accouht... and it was a different Fandom so good luck)

Anyway enough of my background stuff, here's fem! dating headcannons for all of the eltingville boys, plus a poly one 👅

Cw! SFW BUT SUGGESTIVE STUFF SAID BEYOND THIS POINT! Like lowkey could ne nsfw to someone but not to me.. Bill is still kinda a misogynist, but nicer. Pete is a little freak. I have a small preference for writing bill ... so sorry if his is longer 💔 pete has little siblings , poly is shorter bc I ran out of ideas 💔

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Bill

♡He .. to put it nicely sucks at most things. He's never done this before! Give him a break.. he gifts you small things from time to time that corelate to your interests, saying something like "here women god .."

♡He hates the club seeing you. He'll brag about you sure, but he doesn't want their filthy eyes to see you. He knows where they'd be looking

♡He isn't the best at affection so he'll normally just keep his arm around you, or hand on your thigh. He doesn't know what women like be nice to him

♡Will rant for HOURS about his interests, if you share some, he'll then quiz you about the lore , calling you fake if you mess up. He's a "Name five characters" type of man..

♡He starts to shower and use chapstick more, brushes his hair, the whole nine yards. But only if he knows you're coming to see him. He doesn't find showering necessary

♡Tries to be a manly macho man (he's failing). He wants you to rely on him because "that's a man's job" , even if you end up having him rely on you..

♡He dreams about you. In starteck outfits, in starwars, saving you from the big bad guy, he can't stop! Sometimes, if he's feeling nice, he'll look away from any boob's that the guys end up showing on movies.

♡Has a small staring problem.. he can't help it! Tits that are all his? And aren't imaginary? Jackpot! He's a pervert I'm sorry!

Pete

♡He is definitely always horny.. groping is his love language.

♡Shows you SO many horror movies, and purposely tries to scare you so he can seem 'manly' and cuddle you better

♡He LOVES watching you squirm, knowing you're so vurnable and grossed out/uncomfortable, it does something, but he will stop whatever movie he's watching if it gets too far

♡Will struggle with romance, like he doesn't wanna be seen doing basic normie shit. He wants any gifts or romantic gestures to be special... which normally ends up with a concerning amount of fake? Blood covering the both of you.

♡Loves to watch you cook, and I mean LOVES it. He loves watching you in an apron or even just clothes doing things like a house wife, he loves it.

♡Good with some kids.. (ex his little siblings) but leave him alone with them and you're ASKING for trauma for those poor kids.

♡If you're mentally ill? Great! He loves it, He's into some weird things.. but if you genuinely need comfort he'll try

♡Halloween is sacred to him and you WILL do matching costumes or he will ignore you for the whole night

Josh

♡One of the softer ones out of the boys

♡Everything and Everyone else is so mean amd rough , that he just wants both of you to be sweet and cuddle, he wants you to love him just as much as he loves you

♡He'll banter with you, but will never try to go too far, insecure that you'll leave him.

♡He only yells if he's very mad, he sucks at apologizing though.. so good luck on that part

♡He is so used to everyone being against him, that if you are just on his side, he's head over heels

♡He can't fight for the life of him, the other boys being the only thing that's as weak as him. But he will certainly threaten anyone who's mean to you

♡Gets embarrassed very easily, and tries to best to hide it, point it out and he gets even worse.. he was probably staring at your tits or something

♡He actively tries to have better hygiene for you, and his mom LOVES you for it. She thinks your a saint sent to help her son, and so you are very loved in that house.

Jerry

♡He is definitely the nicest out of all the boys, being gentle, almost treating you like a figure, something to be protected, but one that actually is a person!

♡Definitely rants about future plans in D&D to you, however if you play, he tries not to spoil it, push him and he'll crack though.

♡Loves for you to help him act out the scenes he plans , so he knows if they flow right

♡He loves to get you little gifts, and hide them around where you'll find them.

♡He may be sweeter but he's still like the other boys , has a tendency to whine when under pressure, and a HORRIBLE decision maker, just make them for him atp

♡He tries to be respectful about you and your body, not wanting to upset you, this is the only girl who has ever looked at him, he's so glad for this

♡Cosplays couples with you, like link and Zelda, peach and Mario, ect ect

♡Blushes easily, but LOVES to see you blush, just watching your cheeks tint from something he did? Exhilarating

Poly

♡I imagine, they all date you, they are NOT dating eachother, that's gay. (I'm bi dw)

♡Giving attention is like rolling a dice, get a low roll and they all decide that now NEED attention or they will DIE.

♡They all love to make you voice whatever girl they end up saving in d&d

♡They all will whine like toddlers if you can't make it to a meeting

♡If you all are watching a movie, you will be in the middle, no ifs, ands, or buts, about it.

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[lovelytsunoda]

nation of two // oscar piastri

summary: a camping trip in perth, and a set of missing sleeping bags brings together a pair of childhood friends in a way neither of them had quite anticipated

pairing: oscar piastri x female reader

warnings: lando being a little shit, wee lil' age gap (reader is a year and a half older than oscar is), general outdoorsy activities, forced teambuilding. for all intents and purposes, this is in the very beginning of lando and oscar's time as teammates and they don't know each other well yet.

authors note: I was so tempted to make this a fic for a different fandom but knew y’all would hate me if I started dropping top gun fics out of nowhere instead of the f1 goodness you’ve come to expect, and then this prompt was just so perfect for oscar and now here we are

the australian sun beat down as she trekked up the rocky hiking trail, rugged outdoor shoes digging into the dirt and mud beneath her feet. sweat soaked through the back of her concert shirt, her black bucket hat concentrating all of the sun's rays on her scalp.

"jesus, piastri! how much further?" she whined, taking oscar's outstretched hand and allowing him to pull her up the trail.

oscar laughed, looking over and grinning at how ridiculous she looked with her massive backpack and sweat stained shirt, the hot pink of her sports bra showing through the white fabric underneath the words 'duran duran'.

"don't be such a baby!"

"i'm older than you!" she shreiked, feeling the burn in her legs as she rested her weight on the younger boy. "carry me the rest of the way?"

"no! you have to get to the lookout yourself."

she groaned, rolling her eyes. "then where are lando and will? i'll sit in the damn wagon if i have to. how are you not winded?"

she hadnt planned to even be here. oscar had phoned her late the night before, asking if she would be up for a hike. she'd agreed, searching for a reason to get out of the house. it wasnt like she had anything better to do.

she'd known oscar all her life. in elementray school, they waited for the big yellow bus at the same stop, and were in the same homeroom for most of secondary school with oscar taking advanced classes for his age and y/n sinking down a level in maths, despite oscar's many absences. their mothers were in the same knitting club, and many a night teenage oscar would apologetically come to her house and collect his wine-drunk mother from the knitting circle. (despite it all, she loved nicole. how could she not, the woman was an icon)

"because i'm an athlete and you're out of shape?" oscar guessed jokingly, prodding at the cute pudge of her stomach.

the action gave her butterflies, a feeling in her stomach that wasn't welcome when thinking about the younger man she was leaning against.

they'd always been friendly. too friendly, some may say, eyebrows raising when people heard about the age gap. what did a sophisticated older woman want with oscar piastri?

it was simple: she liked stupid men with hearts of gold. and so far, nobody had compared to the 21-year-old. she was 22, so the gap wasn't even that bad.

and oscar didn't really think she was out of shape. he might joke, but that small bit of pudge on her stomach was so adorable, like a kangaroo pouch in his head, and he dreamed about the day he could cuddle up behind her and wrap his arms around it, skin to skin between cotton sheets.

"shut up." she whined, relieved that the group had finally stopped. she flung down her badly-packed and underprepared rucksack and slumped against it, pulling her hat over her eyes. it was getting cooler, though still humid, as the sun began to sink below the horizon.

"i think it's time we think about making camp." mark webber suggested, stretching out his old man limbs, tapping the giant stick he held as a walking aid against a rock. "this is as good a spot as any. lando, do you have the sleeping bags?"

"do i have the sleeping bags?" lando repeated jokingly. "what kind of muppet do you think that i am? of course will and i have the sleeping bags!"

the mclaren driver sidestepped towards the wooden wagon, dramatically ripping back the tarp on top to reveal the cardboard tent box (which had been duct taped back together so many times that it was more tape than cardboard) and the clusters of rolled up sleeping bags.

one by one, lando and will started tossing the bags at the hikers. in almost no time at all, everybody had a sleeping bag.

well, everybody except y/n.

"oi, orlando, what the fuck!" she shouted, deliberately getting his name wrong. "where's my stuff?"

not looking sorry at all, lando shrugged his shoulders, eyes hidden underneath the brim of his bucket hat. "i guess i miscounted."

"you didn't miscount shit." she glared at him, using both of her hands to flash the man her middle fingers.

lando stifled a laugh, looking over at oscar. "are you sure she's the older one?"

"lando, shove off." oscar defended before turning to her. "my sleeping bag is a double, we'll be just fine. as long as lando hasn't lost the second tent."

y/n chuckled darkly, using the rock behind her to push herself to her feet. "the tent is in my rucksack. there's no way in hell that i'm sleeping on the dirt floor."

"princess." lando coughed into his fist, hoping that neither oscar or y/n noticed.

see, lando norris had a plan. a plan that was formed out of one too many rom com nights with his girlfriend, and an impatience born from watching y/n and oscar run circles around each other like horny dogs too nervous to get to humping.

the way lando saw it, hiding the sleeping bag was just going to help that along.

"anyways, im heading out." y/n sighed, getting to her feet and brushing the leaves and twigs off her thighs. "you freaks better not follow me into the woods and watch me piss."

oscar watched her leave with a dreamy expression as she pushed branches out of the way, stumbling over tree roots and branches. he saw her loose her footing in the mud , scraping the side of her knee on the tree bark.

"you okay?" oscar shouted, ready to jump into the woods after her.

"i'm fine!"

when she came back from the woods, legs slightly scratched up from the way she stumbled, hat dangling from the chinstrap around her neck and her sweat-matted hair falling down her shoulders. oscar was setting up the tent, shirtless as he hammered the tent stakes in place. all in all, the tent was fairly well constructed considering that oscar had done it all himself.

"so, your new teammate is a jackass." she laughed. "who suggested this trip?"

"i did. against my better judgment." oscar rolled his eyes, straightening up at dusting off his hands before peeling back the zipper door to the orange tent. "welcome to my humble abode. ladies first, your highness."

"oh, shut up." she laughed, her face turning pink as she ducked into the tent.

it was a large space, backlit by the battery powered lantern from oscar's rucksack. the soft yellow lighting made their shadows dance as she sat down on the double sized sleeping bag, unsure of what to do next.

they hadn't shared a bed since they were sixteen years old on a joint family trip to fiji and they had been so drunk that they fell asleep together on a sun lounger.

it's okay. you can do this.

"can i have the right side?" she asked timidly as oscar followed her in, zipping up the door behind him.

"knock yourself out." oscar said, avoiding eye contact as he reached into his backpack and passing her a bag of cheetos.

the proximity and the rising heat in the tent was starting to make him uncomfortable. no doubt he was also thinking about the sun lounger.

"i'm glad that you came. i missed spending time with you, y/n."

she laughed, popping the bag open and cursing when she spilled orange cheese dust on her leg. "me too. i've been at a loss lately. a crossroads, if you will. this is exactly what i needed to get out of my head."

"remember what mark said? leave your problems at the bottom of the mountain!" oscar laughed. "just put one foot in front of you and keep moving.''

she grinned, popping a crispy cheeto into her mouth. "easier said than done when thinking about the future paralyzes you."

oscar moved his body along the sleeping bag so that he was sitting directly next to her, his thigh touching hers. the sleeping bag took up most of the floor space, neither of them wanting to lean back, lest they cause the whole tent to topple over.

the feeling of his skin against hers made the hair on her arms stand up, goosebumps following in its wake.

"you'll figure it out. i know you will. have some faith in yourself."

the way the led lantern highlighted every pore, every contour of his skin should have been reserved for the film crew on fifty shades of grey. he looked so breathtaking in the dark that it had just that effect: taking all of her breath away. she felt like she'd been hit in the lungs, unable to think about anything except the greek god in front of her.

and she was going to have cheeto breath when she kissed him.

outside the tent, their silhouettes danced in the half light as she leaned towards him, lips moving to whisper something inaudible but that the aussie seemed to understand instantly, wrapping his hands around her waist to pull her closer.

and when oscar kissed her? she forgot all her worries, this airy feeling spreading throughout her body. the skin around their lips would be stained from the cheetos, as would the sleeping bag where the bag toppled over, but neither of them could find it in them to care, too lost in the others touch as oscar's calloused fingers ran up her t-shirt, gently squeezing the part of her stomach that made her the most self-conscious,

"you're beautiful. and smart. and brilliant. and i'm sorry that nobody has ever told you that." he whispered in his kiss, his tongue licking into her mouth. he growled at the taste of cheetos, something that was suddenly so much sexier than he had ever believed it could be.

"shut up." she blushed, kissing him again.

outside the tent, lando and will sat by a crackling fire, watching the embers rise in the air and wondering if the pair knew that the lantern allowed them to see everything through the tent walls.

"i knew he had it in him." lando laughed. "look at the little guy go."

"should we tell him about the lantern?" will chuckled, popping a marshmallow into his mouth.

"nah. they'll figure it out in a minute when we all start wolf whistling."

TAGS

@magnummagnussen @httpiastri @sidcrosbyspuck @twinkodium @thatsdemko @userlando @libraryofloveletters @diorleclerc @lorarri

[dreamingofep]

His First Bite: A Sinned Awakening Story 🩸

An AU Elvis fic

(Vampire!Elvis x reader)

Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

Prompt: It's 1959 and Elvis has just been bitten. He doesn't know how to navigate his new life but a night on the town changed it all.

TW: Harem warning, mentions of blood/gore, SMUT, oral, dirty dirty feelings

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 4.5k

A/n: Well here it is... a dirty extra chapter I had locked in the vault for a year.🫣 When I started writing this, I totally chickened out and could not write such scenario but Vampire!E has been living in my head lately...begging to be let out.😏 I touched a bit on this scene in part 9 when I wanted to show more background of vampire!E and show why he is the way he is. Its just filth and couldn't post it til now so please enjoy this bad boy 😈🩸

♱

Paris 1959

The hungry pit in his stomach was relentless. Nothing could satiate him. Everything he ended up eating would be wasted a few moments later when he puked it up. He didn’t understand what was happening to him. It must have been whatever was left over from his illness. At least he was off for the next few days and didn’t have to think about anything Army-related. Some of the guys convinced him to go to Paris for a few days. 

It couldn’t be a bad idea, he hadn’t gotten out of Germany since he first arrived. He needed a break from Army life and the incessant pressure that they put on him in here. As much as he wanted to focus on what he was doing here, he couldn’t help but think of home. He missed his old life and the love that he had from his fans. He constantly worried if they would tolerate him and his music when he got out of here. He knew things could be over tomorrow and the next best thing would come along, making him lost and forgotten. He missed being on stage and engaging with the people who loved him so much. 

He straightened his suit as he stepped out of the car. He looks up at the old building with big sparkling letters “Moulin Rouge.” It was a well-known nightclub here in Paris. It was said the girls were divine and they were just the thing to make him distracted with how awful he’s been feeling. He just wanted someone’s attention. Make all this noise in his head disappear. With not being able to eat right, he also constantly heard this pounding in his head. It was relentless and he couldn’t drown it out. Every noise was too loud for him and it was driving him up the wall. Maybe he just needed a distraction and it would all go away. 

The club was told he was coming. They sectioned off a table in the front for him and a few other army buddies to sit at. They served them champagne and anything else they wanted. He wasn’t interested in any food tonight, he wanted to watch the girls on stage and drown in their presence. This nightclub should have been called what it really was; a strip tease club.

The girls started to come out would dance to whatever song the band was playing. Slowly, their clothes would come off piece by piece revealing their perfect bodies. The place erupted with cheers and whistles when there was nothing else left to the imagination. Every girl had a different routine and drove everyone in there insane. Even Elvis. He hadn’t been with a woman in a long time and the slightest thing was making his cock hard. It pressed hotly down his thigh and he did everything in his power to not palm it through his pants. He did everything to try and ignore it but these girls were making him think horrible things. 

Toward the end of the night, he was becoming restless and the pounding in his head was worsening. He was starving but no food would help. He didn’t know what was happening but he might have to see a doctor if this carried on for much longer. Elvis stood up and leaned down to one of the guys, “Get the girls up to my room.”

“Which one?”

He thought for a moment and couldn’t decide.

“All of them.”

They were staying in the hotel next door and he figured it would be easy to sneak them upstairs. He was on the top floor and no one was bothering him thankfully. He took off his jacket and went to the bathroom, staring at himself in the mirror. Something was lacking in his eyes. There was no spark in him. He couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was but he could see there was something wrong with him. He blamed it on his illness. Whatever he had nearly killed him. 

He heard footsteps coming to the door and the loudest thumping in his ears. He couldn’t figure out what it was but it was taking over his senses. He walked to the door and tried to gather himself before letting them in. The door opened and a dozen girls, either in their costumes or thin robes stood before him. 

“Please, come in,” he says warmly. They each walked in one by one and that thumping sound only increased. They all looked at him with lust, not believing they were in the same room with him and wanted to tear him apart. Some of them made themselves comfortable and sat on the bed or in a chair but all eyes were on him.

“You all were lovely tonight, I couldn’t take my eyes off of you,” he says low. He takes a sharp breath in before speaking again and he can distinctly smell all of their perfume. Some wore a floral type and some wore something more natural. It was so strange to him to be able to pick up on all these scents and then something else hits him like a truck. He smelled something so sweet, so delicious, his mouth watered at the thought of it. He couldn’t figure out what it was but they all smelled the same way and he wanted them closer to him to find out what it was and lick it off of them. 

There was an empty chair behind him by the window and he sat down, spreading his legs out before him. He could hear them all take a sharp breath as they looked at him. He didn’t know how to get them closer other than inviting them to him. There was one girl with big blue eyes and red lipstick who didn’t stop looking at him from the moment she walked in. She was really beautiful and there was something about her he liked. 

“Come here,” he says gently with a smile. 

She happily walks over and steps to the side of him, wearing a sly smile. He takes her hand in his and squeezes it. 

“What’s your name darlin’?”

“Claire.”

“Oh, I love that name… you were so mesmerizing up there,” he coos as he wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her onto his lap. That warm, sweet scent flooded his senses once again and his whole body responded to it. It was a hunger and a lust that burned through him. He had trouble breathing with her this close. 

She sighs into his touch and plays with his shirt. 

“Thank you, we were happy you could make it. We heard you were in Europe and wondered if we’d ever get a kiss from the one and only,” she teased. 

“Is that what they’re saying about me?”

“I don’t know about everyone else, but us girls were quite interested,” she quips. 

He looked down at her lips and they were plump and inviting. His eyes continued to trail down her chest and the robe that she wore was practically see-through. Her hard nipples poked through and he couldn’t help but want to suck on them. She was warm in his lap, radiating with need with every second that went by. He places his hand on her face and takes another deep breath in. God that smell was electrifying. He needed that wherever he went. 

“All of you can kiss me for as long as you want,” he hums as he presses his lips to hers. 

They were soft and full and she let out a soft moan when his lips crashed into hers. She looks up at him dazed and shocked at how good it was. She went in for another kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck. Another wave of her scent came hurling at Elvis and he groaned because of it. The way he was acting was strange even to himself. He had never been like this with any woman. 

Another girl walked to him and waited for her kiss. The girl in his lap didn’t get up as one by one, every girl in that room got kisses from him. They all groaned when they felt his lips on theirs, pure ecstasy pouring into them. It made his cock hard just the way they were reacting to him. He didn’t have to do much and these girls were dying for attention from him. 

The girl in his lap started to unbutton his shirt and slip her hand across his chest. Her skin was so soft and the pounding sound he heard in his head only got worse. He pulled her in closer and started to kiss her more feverishly. She loved it and let her robe fall off her shoulders. He slipped his hand along her waist and his mouth moved down her face. He covered her face in warm wet kisses and moved down to her neck. That pounding sound became crystal clear when his fingers touched the side of her neck where he could see her pulse. His hand slid down to the top of her breast and the sound he heard matched the feeling of her heart pounding away under his hand. 

I can hear their hearts… how is that possible…

Everything in him was telling him to put his mouth on those spots. He needed to feel it against his skin. His hand squeezes her breast and he brings her nipple to his mouth. He sucks and squeezes her, making her make this soft moan that makes his cock harder. He felt someone at his legs, rubbing their hands up and down his calves and their breathing ragged. 

Someone pulled his hand off of the girl and brought it to their own breast, making him squeeze her too. 

"Please touch me," she cries.

He pauses and looks at these women fawning over him. They were all so desperate for him and the sounds of their heartbeats nearly drove him mad. He had to focus on one at a time. 

His mouth was back on her nipples and sucked and teased them till they were red and swollen. He moved up her collarbone to her neck and groaned when he felt her galloping heart race against his lips. His mouth sucked on her neck harder and he felt this overwhelming power surge through him. She trembled against him and held onto him tighter.

The girl at his feet slowly started to slither her hands up his thighs and palm his length through his pants. He groans deeply and quickly looks down at her. It felt so good, he hadn’t had anyone touch him like this in so long. He watches her hands try to unbutton his pants and reach into them to pull his cock out. She looked up at him with innocent eyes and slowly pumped him in her hand. God, he could fuck her all night with the way she looked at him. He nodded his head at her to keep going and she happily obliged.

That mouthwatering scent continued to swirl in his head and almost became too distracting. He began to feel overwhelmed if he didn’t get what his body was craving. He started to breathe heavier as the girls around him took turns kissing on him. They kissed any part of him that they could get their hands on. It drove him wild and he started to kiss them more feverishly and nip at any exposed skin he could get his mouth on. They responded with moans and sighs from his touch and it made him feel intoxicated. A buzzing high started to take over and he wanted more from them. This hunger inside him couldn’t be suppressed.

He returned his attention to the girl on his lap and grabbed the back of her head forcefully.

“Touch me,” he commanded.

She takes a sharp breath in before reaching down and jerking his cock slowly, groaning when she feels the size of him. His eyes roll back and buries his face in her neck. That sweet smell was the best from there and he feels like he’s in a frenzy. He can’t control how much he wants to stay there and bask himself in her scent. 

He sucks and nips at her neck harder, feeling a pool of warmth reside under her skin. His jaw has this sharp pain that takes over his mouth but he tries to ignore it. He found it harder to breathe and all he could think about was wanting to nip at her neck a little harder… like that would be so satisfying for him and help this hunger inside him.

He lets that dark voice win and sinks his teeth into her neck. She screams out in pain but her blood pools in his mouth quickly and once his tongue tastes that perfect nectar, he’s unglued. It was the best-tasting thing he’s ever had in his mouth. It was rich and sweet and made the hunger inside him come more alive. He held onto her body tighter and started to suck harder and gulp mouthfuls of her pooling blood. He was in heaven. She scratched at this chest and continued to cry out in pain.

The other girls started to see the blood dripping from her neck and became frightened. They all quickly stepped away and gasped in horror. Elvis took his teeth out of her and felt so good but the moment he opened his eyes and saw what he had done, he was mortified. The girl’s face was scared beyond belief and scrambled to get off of him. She covered her neck and winced in pain. He didn’t know what he had done. He bit someone and he liked it far too much.

He stands up from the chair and begins to panic.

“Darlin’ I-I-I, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you-,” the stammers and they all cry out terrified and turn their faces away from him, like his very appearance is the most horrifying thing they’ve ever seen. The bathroom was directly to his right and he could see crystal clear, even from here, these bloodthirsty red eyes. He didn’t understand what was happening. In long strides, he rushed to get a closer look at himself. His eyes were terrifying and blood was smeared all over his mouth. 

“Oh my God,” he says shakily.

When he opens his mouth, he can see the razor-sharp fangs that descend from his normal incisors. He truly was terrifying and couldn’t understand what was happening.

He was a vampire.

That was the only thing he knew for sure. The hunger he’s had these last few days wasn’t for food but for blood. And that incessant pounding in his head wasn’t a headache, it was everyone’s heartbeat he could hear, calling out to him like a siren. It was fuzzy, but he remembers that night the army captain came to his bedside and promised to give him a gift, something to guarantee him making it out of Germany alive. He couldn’t believe it. He felt deceived and fearful. He didn’t know what this meant for his future. 

He heard the girls murmuring in the other room and he realized he needed to do something about them. He walks back into the bedroom and they all tremble looking at him. He felt helpless and just wanted them to forget what they’d seen.

“I’m sorry.. p-please forgive me,” he pleads. They all hold their breath and look away from him.

He takes another step forward and begs for them to listen.

“Please! I didn’t mean to hurt you. Please forget what you’ve seen!” He pleads.

They all look at him and the fear washes away from their faces. They look at him with awe again and want to get closer to him. Elvis was relieved and breathed normally again.

He could make them forget whatever he needed them to. They wouldn’t remember how his eyes were monstrous and bloodthirsty. 

He had power.

His throat felt tight and that hunger he had earlier came back with a vengeance. He tried to calm himself so he wouldn’t scare them again was difficult but he had to try. He looked at them all in the eyes and licked his lips before speaking.

“Do you trust me?”

They nod their heads at them and look at him like they want to take a bite out of him.

“Good don’t be afraid of my eyes or my teeth, I’ll be gentle,” he breathes, “Do you want me?”

They nod their heads and whimper at the question. That made him feel disastrously weak and pull his shirt off his body and pulled his pants down. He got on the bed and sat up with the pillows behind his back, his legs spread and his cock at full attention.

“I want you too… I’ll try to please you all night, if that’s what you want.” He wasn’t sure how he was going to do that, there were a lot of them and only one of him but he just wanted them close. He wanted to bask in their scent and fuck them til the sun came up. 

One of the brunettes came forward first and got between his legs, looking at his cock with anticipation. 

“Come closer,” he begged, “Get on top of me.”

He could hear how her heart pounded against her ribcage at the request. God, he couldn’t get enough of it and it excited him in the worst of ways. 

She straddles his hips and presses her wet cunt to his shaft. They both groan when they feel how needy they are. He pulls her close and starts to suck on her neck. She groans at the sensation and grinds herself against his length. He felt the bed shift in weight and more of the girls wanted to get closer to him, hoping they would get an ounce of his attention. Elvis had never felt so deprived of human touch but this searing thirst in his throat made it so much worse. His hands squeeze onto her hips and gently lifts her up and sinks her down on his aching cock. She squeezed tightly around him, not prepared for the size of his length. He momentarily lifts his head from her neck and looks her in the eyes, encouraging her to move. She groans helplessly and slowly bobs up and down on him. He curses how good her pussy feels. So warm and tight around him.

He looks to the right of him and another girl is trembling watching Elvis please the girl on top of him. He motions her to come closer to him with a flick of his finger. She kneels on the side of him and rubs his chest. He guides his fingers under her dress and to his pleasure, she’s wearing nothing underneath it and is soaking wet. He rubs his fingers back and forth through her folds until they are covered in her arousal. He then pushes two of his fingers at her entrance and slowly thrusts them in and out of her. She holds onto him tightly, overwhelmed with the feeling of him inside her, and cries out his name. Just watching these girl’s faces get off because of him made him want to cum.

Another girl to his left started to kiss on him and beg for his attention. He pulled her close and sucked on her breasts, making her groan prolifically. He couldn’t get enough of them. He had never done something like this but it had never felt so right. He began to thrust his hips harder into the girl on top of him and he could feel her walls flutter after every move he made. The hunger washed over him again and he wanted to make this beautiful girl cum all over him while he sunk his teeth into her neck.

He pulled her close and wasted no time. His hips drove into her, making her cry out his name and he sucked on where he wanted to take a bite. He felt this overwhelming instinct come over him and he gently sunk his teeth into her neck. She cried out but didn’t stop moving on him. He let the blood pool into his mouth before greedily sucking it out of her. It was the best feeling he could have imagined. He felt satisfied beyond belief. The sound of groans filled the room as some of them watched him make these girls come undone. His fingers still pumped in and out of the other girl and he could tell she was about to finish. She was grinding herself on his fingers begging for release.

He groans into the girl’s neck when he feels her walls pulse around him and squeeze his cock. He had to take his teeth out of her neck to make sure didn’t bite any harder as she rode him through her orgasm.

“That’s it baby, keep cumming. You feel so good,” he growls. She keeps her eyes closed and nods her head, grinding herself at the base of his cock. He turns his head to the side and watches the other girl cum on his finger, squeezing them for dear life. She drips down his knuckles and he nearly loses it at just the sight.

The girl on top of him slumps onto his chest, gasping for breath. Elvis takes the opportunity to lick the remaining blood that was leaking from her neck and give a satisfied groan.

“Please forget I bit you, I’m sorry for the pain,” he whispers in her ear. She hums in agreement and slowly gets off of him. He then slowly took his fingers out of the girl next to him who was also just as spent. He wanted a taste though. He wanted to see if a certain person’s blood tasted any different from another. He pulled her in and took a bite into her neck and reveled in the sweet taste of her blood. It all tasted good to him and he couldn’t waste a drop. 

After he was done feeding from her, the girls stared at him waiting to hear what he wanted next. He looked down at his hard cock that was begging for release. Another girl came forward, her heart racing uncontrollably when she looked at him. She crawled in between his legs and he stopped her from coming any further. He leaned over and caressed her face when he looked at her.

“Make me cum, please. I want you to use your mouth,” he instructs.

She whimpers at his instructions and takes his hard length in her hand, pumping it a few times before licking the tip of him. God, it felt good. He closed his eyes and enjoyed how her tongue worshipped him.

He wanted more blood, it clouded his whole mind. He didn’t know how to stop. This was all so new to him.  So he pulled the next girl in and attacked her breasts with kisses and nipping them softly. Her sweet moans only egged him to go further. He picked her up easily and had her straddle his face. He grabbed her by the hips and pushed her glistening cunt to his mouth. He eats her out in a fervor and enjoys the taste of her. Moans filled the whole room as he felt his release coming. He bucked his hips into the girl’s mouth and had her take more of him. She happily obliges and he hits the back of her throat, making his hips buck into her again and releasing his hot cum into her mouth. He groans heavily against the girl on top of him and makes her come undone too. 

They were all overcome with ecstasy and pleasure radiating through them. He gently lifted the girl off of him and took a bite into her breast, relishing in the sound of her galloping heartbeat so close to him. One by one, he tasted every single girl’s blood that night, barely able to get enough but he felt so much better. That hunger that he was dealing with the last few weeks subsided tremendously. It was well into the early morning that he discovered he didn’t grow tired. He had been trying to close his eyes while at the army base but never felt like he got an ounce of sleep. Now he knows why… vampires don’t sleep.

He also discovered not too late into the evening, he didn’t need rest from any activity. He was able to keep his cock hard all night even after finishing. He had never felt such pleasure like this and kept his promise of pleasing every girl in that room, some of them multiple times. By the time the sun was up, everyone was asleep well into the afternoon. Elvis had girls on top of him peacefully sleeping and not scared to death that a vampire fed from them all night long. He checked their necks and the spots his fangs pierced into their necks had completely healed. Some of them had slight bruises on their necks from his sucking a bit too hard but nothing too telling it was a vampire that did it. 

He manages to slip out of the bed and take a shower. He looked at his reflection and thankfully his eyes went back to their normal blue shade. His face was a smeared bloody mess and had to wash it off. He didn’t want the reminder that he was now a monster. A monster who craved blood so much he couldn’t function otherwise. The cool water felt good on his skin and he took his time there. There was so much he didn’t know. He didn’t know anything more about vampires other than what folktales have said for generations. All he knew was he craved blood and that made all the rest of his senses calm down. Everything felt so overwhelming if he didn’t have his teeth buried in someone’s neck. 

Elvis put on new clothes and the shrill sound of the phone rang in his ears. He tried to cover his ears with his hands but it was no use, everything was so loud to him. He quickly emerges from the bathroom and angrily picks up the receiver.

“What!?” He growls annoyed.

“Mr. Presley, This is Mr. Leonard, the owner of the Moulin Rouge. You need to get the girls back here for the first show of the evening,” he says sternly and very annoyed.

“Sure,” Elvis snaps and hangs up immediately.

The sound of a knock on the door ticks him off more and he quickly opens the door.

“What?” He snarls before looking to see who it is. It was one of his guys standing there, surprised by his tone of voice. 

“Hey… the owner isn’t very happy you took all of the girls last night…” he says carefully. He looks past Elvis’ shoulder and sees his bed full of naked women and more of them sleeping on the floor.

“What the hell happened last night?” He asks wide-eyed.

Elvis can’t help but chuckle softly, “you wouldn’t believe me even if I tried explaining,” he says slyly.

“But I can tell you this, I’ve never been better.”

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[the-s1lly-corner]

Asking to hang out with them outside the mansion

Except not all creepypastas will accept so the line up is shorter than before djdwkdkfk

You all know tje drill!! Doesn't have to be connected to the other slender mansion posts but there may or may not be references!

Characters: ticci toby, jeff the killer, nina The killer, Ben drowned, Eyeless jack, laughing jack

Notes: gn reader, new crp reader, mansion au, some of them only come because they can 'hide in plain sight', long post, admin misses old crp fandom, not to be taken seriously, some characters overlap, platonic leaning

CWs: mentions of canon typical violence and death

TICCI TOBY

Honestly he doesn't go out of the woods all that often outside of snatching some snacks from some gas station... and he sometimes pays if any recent corpses had their wallets...!

He usually either goes alone or with jeff (and sometimes Ben is there), but he's fine with you tagging along! Its... actually nice at night around here. The stars are cool..! Its.. quiet. He probably shows you some of his favorite hang out spots- just as a little treat for not being annoying. Just don't let it slip that he hides out here sometimes..!

Get ready to not come back to the mansion until dawn, he's a night owl for the most part. You guys might not even have to bother with breakfast... pats you both. These bad boys can fit so much junk food

JEFF THE KILLER

If he's not with Toby he's off doing his own thing. Naturally when you ask to go out to town he thinks you're asking if you wanna go slash up some people... I mean... he might end up doing it anyway if people don't fuck off- sometimes people deserve a good stab...!... kidding kidding, geez y/n can't you tell when he's joking! ...he's joking, right...?

He doesn't like going around town honestly. Not that he's scared he'd get caught more so he just... doesn't feel for the vibe all that much. He's grown so used to not being in these kinds of spaces that it feels weird to be back

Blasts music in abandoned parking lots while you two go back and forth. A lot of it is shit talk- it's only really when you're away from the mansion that you guys can talk unfiltered about whatever bullshit whoever did

NINA THE KILLER

Let's hope you don't have anything planned the next day because you're not going to be coming back until well after sunrise... and you'll likely be feeling everything for... a few hours after a well deserved rest

Lots of running around and sneaking into events- clubs, bars, things like that. Anywhere that's loud and packed. You guys might end up getting kicked out... and she hasn't even stabbed anyone... yet...! She'd stab a creeper for you without hesitation

Horrific food combinations from whatever you grab from any gas stations. Best not to try whatever she throws together...

BEN DROWNED

LAUGHING JACK

He can't really go out and wander the streets given hes... a huge monochrome clown... so you've gotta carry him around in his box when there's other people around... you don't mind that.. right..?

Peeks out just enough to talk to you when you're walking around- keeps asking where you're both going and if you're there yet. You look a little weird to passerby who overhear you muttering to the music box

Honestly he's happy doing whatever you wanna do- he hardly ever actually gets to wander..! Most of his 'exploration outside the mansion' is him slipping into households and doing his own thing... and he doesn't even do that that often nowadays..

EYELESS JACK

Honestly? You're surprised he didn't instantly shoot you down... given he's always locked up in his room, not talking to anyone.... at least he's making an effort to humor you...? Or maybe it's pity. Either way it's more than he gives the others

Though... you guys don't really go into town. If you want snacks or anything like that you either have to go yourself or pack your own- but to be fair... jack doesn't really... eat... at least not normal stuff...

Lots of wandering and checking out parks- quiet, lonely, lifeless... its.. nice not being so cooped up and jack seems to agree. At least he looks less tense..! Though... not much talking

He and Jeff are a package deal thanks to Ben's whole... tied to tech thing. He's the one in change of the music and he WILL say something if you have trash taste- or at least music he doesn't much care for

There isn't much he can really do in terms of activities... sometimes that sours the mood since he's at least a little resentful of that..

Keep him in the conversation! You may not be buddy buddy but keeping him involved keeps things running smooth!

[ahappydnp]

philm club rewatch #1

phil 7/21/12

detailed timestamp notes below the cut but my overall summary thoughts are

you could tell phil was still getting into the groove of liveshows so it's a little awkward and slow going in the first 15 minutes are so with lots of shoutouts and showing the camera random things. liveshows got sooo much better after just a year or so it's fascinating to watch them getting comfortable

mind boggling to think back to a time they were willing to show up to fan meetups and then made a point to state publicly why they weren't there AND share their location so openly constantly (obviously they were about to move but STILL they showed the outside of their flat So Much back then)

the juxtaposition of how naturally comfortable they were with each other (stealing hats, sharing food, having their little jokes and songs) vs. them remembering the chat and having to recalibrate (i don't want to procreate with you)

i'm gonna be sooooo real i still spent the entire hour kicking my legs and twirling my hair and having to pause to compose myself because that's my phil like that was my guy and it brought back all those giddy feelings :3

i love them both so dearly and i love that era despite the bad rep it gets in fandom now because it was also so exciting and new but they were growing up together and taking on the world like 2012 WAS dnp vs. the world and dnp won <3333

0:28- agrees to marry a girl and a boy

1:38- final broadcast from manchester!! moving to london

2:40- stressed bc logistics for moving (he’s trying to be a grown up). interesting that he is taking the reigns on coordinating and not dan 

6:27- PIGEON NOISE MY BELOVED

8:50- phil refers to processed ingredients as “skanky stuff”. sure. 

11:59- he's gonna put lion in his backpack during the move 😭😭 he doesn’t want to lose him

15:01- dan jumpscare popping into defending phil for not showing up to a meet up 

16:21- dan gives him an A star….girl

21:30- american phil i haaaaate it i hate it i hate it

21:57- ��everyone just says awkward for everything now” okay this but now everyone says “help??” in the replies of every tweet WHAT DOES IT MEAN???

22:35- cornelia playing harpsichord at phil’s parents 

24:42- phil attempts a guest broadcast with a fan and he’s being so cute despite the horrors

28:42- they’re going to see muse again 😭😭 

30ish- fanfiction segment i love his brain

33:55- dan gets caught playing gw2 and not packing asdfghjl. omg their apartment is a mess they stress me out 

34:39- the way they used to show off their exact locations was truly a time like girl internet safety!!

35:21- he still wants to call his children jack and emily (cuts quickly to mo and slyvester lester joke and i won’t think too hard about what that means with this also being the era of dan being SO deadset on having 2 or 3 children like god they were just babies with dreams)

37:14- phil thinks max the guest is australian and has The Biggest Grin phil you slag ilysm and now he’s promoting him hard lmao

39:57- drawing game. he went too fast i couldn’t keep up so i stopped. unfortunate slur from the chat. 

44:38- had to check his tumblr archive to see the kstew gif he mentioned and found a mv a fan did of the manchester flat to i will always love you phil reblogged (phannies never change)

45:27- sneak peak of the “new” apartment WHAT IF I SOBBED!!!! the first london flat…god they had no idea what’s coming and all the things that will happen in that house ;___; living with danisnotonfire who is through that wall and Not Packing (married babies)

46:24- NEW I LOVE YOU FOR THE ILY SPREASHEET FUCK YEAH!!!

46:41- he’s getting a bit annoyed at the go get dan comments and it’s such a specific shift in vibes which makes sense because this was younow and god knows what that chat was also saying 

48:57- omg it’s danisnotonfire! what are you doing here get out of my house (you’re the same person dot gif) also sooo funny they already had their sides™️

50:36- that iconic dan hair push up and swoop is simultaneously the most comforting/nostalgic and single most anxiety inducing motion of all time

52ish- they’re sooo low energy in this one but it’s still comforting 

53:35- these two…

57:52- phil putting things on dans head because of course he does and taking dans thing because of course he does

58:00- i am not immune to phil in the trapper hat. 

58:24- them seeing all the screenshots and immediately making jokes (fun little note for those who don’t know is younow would have a pop up everytime someone took a snapshot so they knew every time they were being archived which had to have been a specific kind of hell and also what a shit feature??) their skin molecules are touching 

1:01:48- quite possibly the single most controversial shirt dan has ever owned. people haaaatedddd it for years (now im just soft bc its nostalgic)

1:04:06- dan and alexander mcqueen 4ever truly lmao also phil immediately having an opinion on the one he liked dan in better 

1:04:44- "dan played it on repeat all yesterday" “whenever i get sad i listen to it” :(( dan

1:05:15- dans fashion opinions haven’t changed and also the start of them being So conscious of revealing what they spend their money on because fans “didn’t like” when they spent a lot of money on things

1:05:46- we made it an hour before they read a gay comment but he’s handling it better than usual. phil saying “ don’t go there”

1:08:05- dan is STILL yapping about the hat god i love him he simply must elucidate 

1:09:29- aweeee a fanboy <333 he’s their love child (except dan reminds phil they’re not down to procreate with each other)

1:10:24- i love that phil has always thrown a random question at people to ease the tension like it’s suuuch a phil thing to ask what your worst fear is when you’re feeling awkward 

[see-the-fandom-imagines]

What’s in it for me?

Chapter 8

Chapter 1     Masterlist

Pairing: Kyouya Ootori x Reader Author: see-the-fandom-imagines   Warnings: Kyouya in a bad mood, other than that mostly cute fluff, filler Author’s Note: I hope you will like it! One tiny question: I have been thinking about uploading this same fic with a few changes that would be required, but using male pronouns. I feel like our male readers get too little attention every once in a while, so let me know in case anyone would actually be interested in reading this with male pronouns! Tag List: @radical-bunny, @redsakura101​, @ellouisa17​

Link to Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46325452/chapters/116633701

The next morning you awoke early. You needed a moment to realise where you were, but Haruhi’s steady breathing soon reminded you of everything that happened the day before. You groaned and stretched, before carefully sitting up. Bright sun light shone through the curtains, so you decided you might as well should get up and make some breakfast. You owed everyone as much for scaring them like you did. Quietly you walked into the bathroom. Looking into the mirror you noticed that your eyes were still a little puffy from crying, but that was nothing that a little cold water couldn’t save. You brushed your teeth and quickly washed your face, before slipping into your everyday clothes and sneaking downstairs. No one was there yet, and you enjoyed the short moment of calmness, a rare occasion when being anywhere with the host club. You had to admit you probably were relaxed for the first time in weeks, although you knew you also had to thank the six boys for that who were still sleeping upstairs. Silently you checked the fridge and the pantry for food and you actually found almost all of the basics – eggs, rice, flour, sugar … You could work with that. You had just finished heating the pan, when you heard steps coming down the stairs into the kitchen. You turned around to see who it was, after you had poured the first load of dough into the pan. “Mori-Senpai”, you greeted. “Good morning!” You smiled at him and he smiled back. “Good morning.” He stepped closer to see what you were doing. “I am making breakfast, I thought it was the least thing I could do after … after yesterday.” You carefully flipped the pancake, before turning towards him, as you noticed something. “I never really thanked you properly, but… well, thank you. Really.” You looked him in the eyes. “For saving my life. And everything in general, too.” You bowed down as deeply as you could without falling to your knees. He was quiet for a while, but then you felt the weight of his hand on your head as he ruffled your hair. Surprised you looked up into his smiling face. You knew this was his way of saying that it was alright. You smiled up at him. “If you want to you can sit down, I’ll bring the breakfast out in a bit.” “Let me help you.” “But…”, you started but he shook his head. “Please.” You chuckled and gave in. If he said he wanted to help, that’s what he wanted to do. You always enjoyed Mori’s simplicity in this regard. “Alright! You can make some pancakes if you want to? They’re mostly for Honey-senpai and the twins whenever they wake up!” Mori nodded and took the spatula from you. The rest of the morning was spend in a comfortable silence, only interrupted by you giving Mori some cooking tips and asking which vegetables and leftovers he wanted in the soup.

Proudly, Mori showed you the big stack of pancakes he had just made, and you gave him a thumbs up. “Amazing! Now we just have to wait for …” “I smell pancakes!” You almost flinched as you heard the older hosts voice behind you. When did he get up? Had he been awake this whole time? Slowly you turned around, looking into his happy face. “We made some for breakfast, I had a feeling you’d like them”, you said, trying not to be freaked out by his weird sense of smell for sweets. “Yay!”, he proclaimed, “Let’s set the table, so we can eat!” You nodded and handed Honey a stack of plates, when suddenly Mori stepped in front of you, grabbing your chin with one hand and lifting your head to look at him. You felt the heat creep onto your cheeks at his touch. “M-Mori-senpai”, you stammered, but then he lifted his other hand and gently wiped something of your face with his thumb. His fingers felt warm on your face and his touch was soft. A lot softer than how Kyouya had touched you yesterday. With wide eyes you stared up at him. “Flour”, he explained and immediately you understood and relaxed your shoulders again. “Oh”, you said, but before you could react any further, two very well-known voices appeared next to you. “Hey hey, are we interrupting something?” Immediately, Mori let go of your face as if he had been burnt by it. Hikaru appeared next to his brother. “Is there a secret kitchen party and we haven’t been invited?” You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, huge kitchen party, too bad, you’re late.” “Hey”, Kaoru started poking your cheek. “That’s mean”, Hikaru said, poking the other one. “You know me”, you shrugged, “mean to the core.” “Have you made breakfast?”, they realized at the same time. “Yes.” “But why? “Yeah, there’s maids for that.” “Well, there are no maids here as you can see.” “Well, then there’s delivery”, Hikaru shrugged, and you waited for Kaoru’s response but instead he smiled down at you. “Thanks.” Hikaru sent him an irritated gaze, but you beamed up at him. “You’re welcome, now go, go, set the table if you want to eat!” “Do we have to?”, they groaned in unison, but a raised eyebrow from you was enough to get them to move. You shook your head, watching your friends set the table and a weird sense of security and happiness washed over you. It weirdly felt like home. Just… safe. Although a few people were still missing. Smiling at the view, you saw Tamaki and Haruhi walk down the stairs, bickering again, but stopping as they saw the almost fully set breakfast table. “(Y/n) have you done all this?”, Tamaki asked, but you shook your head. “I had some help." You smiled at Mori. “You could have woken me up, I would have helped”, Haruhi protested, but you shushed her quickly. “That’s exactly, why I didn’t wake you! You deserved some rest.” You looked around. “Well, Kyouya-senpai is still missing.” You checked your watch. “I better go wake him up.” Suddenly you felt the gaze of all the hosts on you. “Better don’t do that”, Hikaru said. “Not if you want to live”, Kaoru finished. “What do you mean?” “Kyouya has the blood type AB”, Tamaki explained, but you still were a little confused. “So?” “Kyouya really doesn’t like to be woken up”, Honey said, while already stuffing his face with his first pancake. “You are not the one to talk”, Mori solely commented on his cousin’s utterance, but since you also could not really place this, you just sighed. “Ah, come on, guys, it can’t be that bad … right?” “Try it at your own risk”, the twins said, shrugging, while already sitting down at the breakfast table and you gulped. “Well, I think he is going to be angrier, if we let him sleep and we miss our car back, so I guess I’ll… try my best.” But you had barely finished the sentence, when you were already beginning to doubt your idea.

Carefully, you made your way up the stairs and turned to the left where you knew Kyouya's room was located. You knocked carefully, but didn’t get a reply. You knocked again. Still nothing. You gulped heavily and decided to go in. Once you had stepped inside your eyes needed a moment to adjust to the darkness and suddenly you weren’t so sure anymore of what you were doing here. You had entered Kyouya’s room without his permission, to wake him up, also without his permission. Even morning people would have every right to be pissed at you and he apparently was the complete opposite of a morning person. Biting your lip you questioned why you were here again and thought about simply turning around, it was not too late to just leave again, but then you remembered the feeling of seeing everybody help out in the kitchen. And how happy that had made you. And how much you had noticed Kyouya’s absence in this moment. A part of you really wanted him to be part of this memory. Maybe it was foolish, but now that you were already inside his room you decided there was no going back. You took a deep breath, and carefully stepped closer to his bed. You looked at his sleeping face and couldn’t help but notice how relaxed he looked. You smiled a little to yourself. His hair was messy from sleep and he seemed unusually relaxed. He was always so composed, seeing him in this state was highly unusual, but you had to admit that you liked it. The messy hair was weirdly attractive. You swalled down the lump in your throat and knelt down beside him. “Kyouya-senpai”, you whispered, but he still didn’t move. “Kyouya-senpai”, you tried again, this time a bit louder. You sighed. This was not working. You stood back up again, and carefully moved his shoulder. “Kyouya-sen…” But this was as far as you got, for in the next second you felt Kyouya’s grip on your wrist that had just tried to shake him awake. The sudden pull of his touch made you fall over. Your upper body collided with his and your faces were just inches apart from each other as you now stared into his eyes. The usual brown-greyish colour had turned black and you felt a shiver run down your spine as he looked at you. “First you won’t let me sleep and now you wake me early in the morning?” His voice was ice cold. Wait, not let him sleep, what have you …Oh no, you must have woken him up last night with your crying. Immediately your face went bright red, thinking that he had heard your absolute breakdown. Your mouth went dry and your thoughts went blank. How much had he heard? Had he heard you cry? Had he heard anything at all? You felt your cheeks grow hot with embarrassment. You felt his chest moving with his chest against yours, his fingers burning into your wrist and you were way too aware of the warmth radiating from him. You tried to think of something to say, anything. You wanted to apologize for waking him both yesterday and today, but you realized you were close enough to smell the faint scent of cedar and lavender that always seemed to surround him and it clouded your thoughts. All you could perceive was the warmth of his skin against yours and how close his face was. This was getting really weird, you had to say something, anything to make this better. Just apologise, (y/n), apolo … “I made breakfast.” You slapped yourself internally, but nothing else would come over your lips. You swallowed hard and looked down at him. His eyes seemed to regain a bit of colour, although, he had still gripped your wrist tightly and seemed slightly murderous. “You… made breakfast?”, he asked back. “Yeah.” “…” “…” “You wake me up ... to tell me you made breakfast.” “Yeah.” He seemed to think for a second, before you could feel his chest begin to vibrate with a low chuckle. “You made breakfast”, he repeated again and finally let go of your wrist. Right away you scrambled back up to your feet, although you were immediately missing the warmth. Kyouya sat up and looked at you. It was impossible for you to guess what he was thinking. He still radiated a slight murderous spirit, but at least he didn’t seem like he wanted to decapitate you on the spot anymore. “I’ll be right down.”

Trying to steady your breath you made your way back down the stairs, your legs a little wobbly from the second close call with death in the last two days and only now noticed that all the other hosts, including Haruhi had gathered at the foot of the staircase, looking up at you expectantly. Before you could react, you found yourself in Tamaki’s embrace. “Oh, (y/n), you can’t imagine how glad we are that you are alive and well!” You blinked a few times. It had been scary, but now he was overdoing it. “I am fine”, you tried to get out between him squeezing you, and it took the help of both twins to peel him away from you. “You don’t look fine”, they observed and you realized, that you probably still were blushing quite heavily. They seemed to mistake it for fear. “No worries, (y/n)-chan! You’re safe now!”, Honey assured you with a serious gaze. “And now sit down and have breakfast with us! A few pancakes will help you get better!”

It didn’t take long for Kyouya to come downstairs, neatly dressed and styled as always. It was as if he was a completely different person. “Good morning”, he wished everyone at the table and they responded. “Good morning, (y/n)”, he said to you in particular, his voice cold, and you knew he was still mad at you for waking him up. “Good morning”, you mumbled back. You had just gotten up to get Honey a few more pancakes, and immediately made your way back into the kitchen to grab another bowl of rice, a miso soup and some of the fish from yesterday you had been frying up again. You placed them one by one in front of Kyouya who looked at you with an unreadable gaze. “I said I made breakfast”, you mumbled, and shrugged, avoiding eye contact. “And I remember you once said you don’t really like sweet stuff, so I made something savory, too.” Kyouya didn’t reply and you didn’t dare to look into his face so you made your way back to your seat to finish your own breakfast. You tried to ignore him, but somehow you caught your gaze wandering back towards him, eyeing the food in front of him suspiciously. You knew it tasted fine, you had had some yourself and Mori had also told you it’s delicious, so you weren’t sure why you were so worried about what Kyouya might think about it. You chewed on a bite of rice, and acted as if you were listening to something Haruhi was telling you, but actually you were watching the dark-haired host from the corner of your eyes, curious about how he'd react. You watched him separate a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. He halted for a second and looked at you, almost surprised. Your gaze met his for a second, but he immediately averted his gaze and focused it on the food again. You had to turn back to Haruhi, so that she wouldn’t realize that you hadn’t been listening to a word she said, but you could have sworn that you had seen a small smirk on Kyouya’s face, as he took a second bite and somehow this made you irrationally happy.

Kyouya for his share did not remember when he had last eaten a homecooked meal like that. Trying to show as little emotion as possible, he nonetheless gladly realized that she seemed to be feeling better. A small smile played on her lips now and he watched her talk and laugh with the other hosts. That sight might have even been worth getting woken up for. Might.

[inklore]

—🍊. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐔'𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓

this is not a writing challenge, this is just a list of summer au's that have been collecting dust in my google docs that i'm both sick of looking at, and also feel like for those who also really enjoy writing summery fics, could always use more inspiration or ideas for au's or scenario's (even if it's just smutty or fluffy blurbs).

please make note that anyone can use these for any fandom or character. it's literally for everyone, for whatever ship, gender, or verse. no one owns au's and everyone makes them their own and writes differently. so please do with the content below as you wish!!

you don't gotta tag me if you use one but would i love to read your beautiful work? hell yeah so feel free to if ya feel like it.

i separated each into categories + some might have added context or prompts because i have zero self control and like to be extra and add ideas onto things lmao.

hopefully someone finds these fun and helpful, happy writing my loves <3

LOCATION.

beach

ocean

ice cream parlor

lake town

ranch

summer camp

summer school

island

boat

fishing town

resort

the woods

national park

public pool

destination wedding

renaissance fair

lake house

bar

theme park

capecod

italy

winery / vinyards

country club

cruise ship

concert

RELATIONSHIP BASED.

brothers best friend ('unfortunately' spending the summer with your family)

neighbors au

exes back for the summer

bodyguard au (character a has to follow around reader whose some princess/rich girl on a vacation, bonus points if she's supposed to be on lockdown but refuses to stay at the hotel, even more bonus points if her parents sent her on this vacation as a rehabilitation for her bad habits)

best friends dad (you're spending the summer with your bestie and god her dads hot as hell)

mermaid x human

frat boy x good girl (last minute studying together before summer break, or maybe the frat is throwing a big grad party and reader decides to let loose for the first time in forever)

frat boy x sorority girl (it's giving rich hoes who can't stand each other who get caught doing something and have to do community service with each other alllll summerrrrr long, can you think of anything worse?!)

sitcom stars (they're both on some summer love show but fall for each other instead, or you're two celebs supposed to be fake dating on some mtv drama show in palm springs but you actually fall for each other)

park ranger x someone who thought going camping alone would be fun but oh shit i know nothing about the wilderness au

ex-best friends ex (a summer love but put revenge and 'we're only fucking because this friend screwed me over and it'll really show them' au anyone??)

lifeguard x parent au (or you saved my life let me repay you wink wink)

dads best friend

house sitter x house owner (or neighbor, or family member who came home early and wtf are you doing here and who are you?? or even the old i asked the neighbor to watch our house but also my wife wink wink)

babysitter who tags along on vacation with the family au

fake dating (for the summer)

friends to lovers was made for summer au's!!!

superhero x vigilante (nightly meet ups to keep the streets safe)

friends with benefits but only for the summer au

painter x muse

body found on beach x person who found them (+ the added bonus of the two of them working together to figure out wtf happened and how they got there)

sugar baby x sugar whathaveyou (free vacation? hell yeah)

roommates (renting a room for summer what could go wrong)

tour guide / local x tourist

camp counselor x parent of camper

friend group on a drama filled vacay au

the only single people at this resort for couples au

sad housewife x pool boy

DARK THEMED.

cult au

slasher au

hitchhiking gone wrong (or right)

monster au (summer is the perfect time to go exploring for the monster in the woods or the lake, ocean even, obviously)

haunted house au

ghost hunting au

hunter x prey (bonus points if they don't know they're being hunted until it's too late)

safe house au (gone wrong)

kidnapping au (it's giving 365 days but less shitty ok)

stranded au (on an island, in a creepy town, etc)

bestie's trip gone wrong au (the innocent looking guys at the pool who are gorgeous are actually super shitty and deadly omg, or the couple in the hotel room next to us are insane wow, or someone is killing us off...but it's someone within the friend group)

stuck in an abandoned amusement park au

INSPIRED BY.

grease au

dirty dancing au

x au (70s-80s pornstars au + added slasher element if ya wanna make it dark)

daisy jones & the six / rocker au (summer tour anyone?)

the white lotus (cheating au?? a couple hoping a vacation will fix their marriage, maybe even the whole shitty husband leaves you there and you fall for one of the resort workers)

50 first dates au (but make it 'i bet i can make you fall in love with me by the end of summer)

jurassic park au

i know what you did last summer au

friday the 13th au

the final girls au (aka you end up in your favorite movie and have to find your way out with a side of 'oh shit there's my fav character what if i stayed and made them fall in love with me instead', or go full final girls au and you're stuck in a cult horror movie and have to survive the night to get out of it)

outer banks / goonies au

schitt's creek au

romeo and juliet (1996) au

mama mia au (the prequeal tho aka boning a bunch of people and omg i'm pregnant who is the baby daddy tho??)

overboard au

OCCUPATIONS.

naturalist

farmers market vender

dog walker / dog sitter

dive bar singer

surfer

swim instructor

vet

journalist

camp counselor

author

cowboy

undercover pi

contractor

car wash attendant

lifeguard

gardener / landscaper

summer intern

tour guide

tutor

nanny

theme park owner

bartender

house sitter

summer farmhand

golf course caddy

sign-holder

movie theatre worker

uber driver

wedding photographer

hotel receptionist

RANDOM.

heatwave (how ever will we stay cool?)

shipwreck / stranded on an island au

rainstorm / hurricane au (stuck inside oh no what will we do??)

love triangle that shit

matchmaking au

love letters in a bottle au

drunken karaoke

kissing in the rain is top tier

workaholic letting loose au

(illegal) car racing au

road trip au

[fandomwe1rd0]

I always enjoy doing multi-fandom polls like these so.....

Propaganda and anti-propaganda is not only allowed but encouraged!

Explanations for why these characters are contenders under the cut if you are curious!

Wander (Wander Over Yonder)

He's just such a precious baby boy. He is so legitimately sweet, he loves helping others, and genuinely believes that there is good in everyone. Obviously he's not perfect, he can get too competitive, and can get a lil crazy when he's unable to help, but he's still a very sweet, wholesome baby boy! He also is very optimistic! He doesn't even do it for glory, and if he does get seen as a hero, he doesn't care if the stories they tell are accurate, all he wants is for it to give people hope. He also will risk his life to save and help others, which is just so fucking sweet-

Morty Smith (Rick and Morty)

He's just such an adorable baby boy. Even after spending so much time with Rick, he's still just a genuinely sweet, good-natured kid. He loves animals, wants to do the right thing to a fault, and is just a genuinely sweet, compassionate, adorable, kid. Obviously he makes mistakes and isn't perfect, nobody on this list is. But he's 14, what do you expect? He also killed people buttttt uhhhh MOVING ON, look he's neurodivergent and a minor ok!? WITH REPRESSED RAGE! What do you want from him!?

Tamaki Suoh (Ouran High School Host Club)

MY SON! Yes my bias on this list is very, VERY clear. He is very optimistic, and has trouble seeing the bad in people. Tamaki is just such a sweet guy. He is determined to help others, and just wants to make people happy. He loves his family more than anything, he's an affectionate friend, a loving boyfriend, and just genuinely wants to do right. He loves helping others, is just a geuinely nice guy, and he's really compassionate and just an all around great person. He is very dumb, and can be overdramatic, but he has a heart of gold!

Azusa Mukami (Diabiolik Lovers)

I have no excuse for watching this show- I was hate watching it with a friend ok? And Azusa was the only character I could stand. Now he's a sadist and a masochist because of his tragic backstory. But he's the only character I feel a shred of sympathy for, besides maybe young Laito and Yui. But that's it. He does cause Yui pain, but he thinks pain makes people happy, since he was brutally beaten as a kid and it made people happy. It's a long story- His heart is in the right place, he is very confused, but you can tell that he does think that he is doing the right thing. He just needs a LOT of therapy. He also is the only diaboy besides Subaru that treats Yui with a shred of respect and basic fucking human decency and is really the only decent diaboy.

David (Camp Camp)

He's just such a sweet lil guyyyyyy. Yes he did have toxic positivity, buttttt his heart was in the right place, and he does eventually get out of that mindset. He is just a genuinely good person, he's an animal lover, he actually cares about the camp, the staff, and the campers, even putting Max above the approval of his father figure. And he can't bring himself to harm another living being, even if they hurt him, which is just so fucking pure and wholesome. He also is incredibly optimistic. I love this man.

[theadhddimsenion]

We all know the drama aspect of helluva boss is despite what some people seem to have not noticed the biggest part of the series but that said I think some ideas for new comedy parts should be discussed at least for the sake of keeping up our spirits while the seemingly never ending storm of haters rages.

So here are some ideas for some gags and jokes they could do in the next seasons.

I had an idea for an episode about loona learning to trust others that revolved around her being injured and stranded in the human world with the lastest target out to get them and having to learn to trust moxxie so for some gags for such an episode could include bits where moxxie is genuinely doing a good job of handling the situation but loona is always stubbornly refusing any help no matter how comically absurd it would be to refuse his help like that one bit in Madagascar where mellman had somehow created his own really nice hut and loona resorts to sleeping outside in the rain while moxxie is having some nice tea and it keeps cutting back and forth between moxxie having a nice outdoors camping trip and loona bring attacked by wolves who mistook her for a rival wolf from another pack or a in universe "loona is fur bait" joke by having them be into her and loona being disgusted and disturbed. Another bit you could do is actually have a little role reversal when it comes to moxxies role by having moxxies legitimate competence be constantly and comically undermined by loona's failed attempts and doing things without him like having her get in trouble with an elk or something and while fleeing in terror they trample moxxies just finished cabin. You could even have a cool moment where moxxie actually gets to have a cool and mature moment where he tells her about his own experiences when it came to refusing to trust people and bringing others down to validate himself like he did in unhappy campers (and let's face it moxxie was kinda overly critical of his boss even when he wasn't provoked but he has matured from that and could be ironically a great pick to help loona with her issues).

We all know millie is likely going to have her own mini arc in season three about how she feels replaced and forced into a role she doesn't like when it came to both her relationship with her husband and her place in i.m.p as now that the team are getting healthier and loona can act as muscle she isn't really as vital as she once was as now the team don't really need an emotional rock to anchor themselves to anymore and her place in the company can be filled by others but I believe that this will be relsoved by one thing the others and the Fandom hasn't thought of yet. Millie is likely the most experienced of the team and has likely been an assassin the longest so she really is in the best place to be the one to show the younger recurits like loona the ropes and you could even tie it into her relationship with motherhood. But here's the fun part introducing... *drum roll*

MILLIES BOOTCAMP!!! name pending.

Just a series of gags about millie being the official i.m.p training officer and her often absurd methods with moxxie being a happy cheerleader and being comically supportive.

As for some comedy around my boy blitz well I have a few ideas. Like m&m having to know what blitz felt like during there pda's as now they often have to come back to the office to see stolas in something sulty and "yo ho blitzy! Come and get your successful mission reward!" And loona being (more) traumatized by her fathers going at it.

I had another idea for an episode where the b cast of loona octiava, fizz and maybe a few others have to save stolitzs first healthy and normal date from an army of bad guys attacking ozzies club. Fizz constantly having to make increasingly ridiculous excuses for the noise and disturbitions caused by the battle outside, fizz clowning his way to victory, octiava going ballistic on the attacking fizz bots to the point of having to be pulled off of one and accidentally attacking the real fizz.

For some bits centering around veroskia who while not known for her slapstick bits I think would make for an entertaining short about her posse staging an intervention for her and get her to go back to rehab and she has to cartoonishly sneak her way out of it.

A short about the cherubs trying to help people who really cannot be helped would be funny and I would appreciate seeing more of Collins personality.

Some missions to more countries like Japan where they meet and annoy the local demons such as blitz making a one eyed monster joke about an oni. Moxxie getting way too into that one anime about singing music programs.

A reference to doom where at first they are all scared to go up against thee slayer but it turns out the target wasn't the real slayer just an over zealous fanboy who blitz promptly shoots.

One of the characters getting summoned by teenage girls at a slumber party and having to find their way home.

Or by a demon cult like the one stolas had and treating it like a spa day.

Loona vs emberlynn's brother.

Stolas vs emberlynn. She immediately starts shipping them way too hard and trying to force their relationship faster than it can happen.

Let me know tour ideas for future comedy in the comments and reblogs.

[godfrey-the-chaos-duck]

this is without a doubt the weirdest thing I have ever done

SALUTATIONS, HELLAVERSE FANDOM! 

You probably don't know me, but my name is Godfrey. (Pleasure to be meeting you, quite a pleasure!) 

To be quite honest, I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing here. As I type this, I'm unspeakably nervous.

"Why are you nervous, Godfrey?" I hear you ask.

Well...

I have a dream

I'm here to tell

About a fanfic I wrote for Hazbin Hotel 

(sorry)

Okay okay serious director voice from now. 

Look, this is gonna sound absolutely unhinged, but hear me out. (insane rambles under the cut, this bitch is LONG)

In April, a friend and I had a conversation about a song I wrote and how it was. Well, kinda coded to Vox and Valentino.

Then one thing led to another, and two-and-a-bit months and twelve thousand words later, I had written an absolutely sprawling shitshow of a fic (details later in the post)

Even as I was writing it, I knew the written word didn't do it justice.

Hence, this post. 

(golly, this sounds really demanding, I am so sorry)

Fuck it, my mom always says "if you don't ask you don't get", and for once I want her to be right.

This is, I suppose, a sort of... call to action, for lack of a better term.

Artists, animators and voice actors, I'd like your help to turn this fic into an animatic, or if we can manage it, an actual animation.

ONLY if we can manage it, not if it's gonna stress anyone out.

IMPORTANT NOTE

Just to get this out of the way, not that I should even need to say this but it's unfortunately 2024. If anyone even SUGGESTS using A.I. your ass is getting blocked. I don't fuck with that artificial bullshit.

On to my next point: I am unequivocally in support of artists and actors being paid for their work. 

However, I am a Broke Bitch. Unless we could somehow do crowdfunding or something, I physically would not be able to pay people. This makes me feel like a very shitty person, but unfortunately it's the truth, and I want to be upfront and honest about that.

This is why I hope to get as many people on board as possible for this project, so nobody has to do a shit-ton of work.

I understand that most of you are busy, with work, school/college, or life generally life-ing. Join the club, my life is hectic too.

This is why I really have no set deadline for this. Whether it takes a few months or a few years, as long as it's done well with a minimal amount of stress.

Well, now that that's out of the way, time to go into details a bit.

Characters in order of appearance (this is mainly for VAs)

Vox

Valentino

Velvette 

Angel Dust

Charlie

Husk

Alastor

Vaggie

Lucifer

Niffty

Sir Pentious

Asmodeus (yeah this is slightly a Helluva Boss crossover)

Frank (the egg boi)

Fizzarolli

Katie Killjoy

Tom Trench

And lastly, depending on what everyone else thinks, I have an idea for how Verosika and Zestial can be involved. 

Will there be musical numbers?

The short answer is YEAH, cause Hazbin is a musical. I cannot stress enough how much the music is My Problem. Literally, apart from people singing, I will take care of that.

My Idea Of The Process 

(please bear in mind I have little to no idea of how the animation process works so this is almost definitely wrong, please feel free to correct me about it)

Step 1. Storyboard

Step 2. Voice lines and songs get recorded

Step 3. Animatic (this could very well end up being as far as it gets and that is absolutely cool beans)

Possible Step 4. Animation

Finally, I'd be more than happy to be the one to edit all the clips together. Editing is its own kind of hell, and I'm totally willing to take one for the team.

The Vision

This is. (fffffff) this is the part that's gonna make me sound like a Draconian jerk but I promise I don't mean to come across this way.

I'm hoping to have something that's as close to the style of the show as possible. (this video kinda has the right vibes) This is so the final project will look cohesive and somewhat professional. (god that probably sounded so bad but I genuinely have no idea how else to say it)

TO BE ABSOLUTELY CLEAR. I have nothing against artists with other distinctive art styles, in fact I've come across several that I absolutely love.

Regarding The Writing

I've never directed anything before, so forgive me if this is crossing a line, but like. 

I have my vision for how I want this to go and I'm kind of. not overly flexible on that. Obviously ideas that people have to get this to work good are more than welcome, but they might not end up happening.

Not to be a dick, but I am sorta the director so I do kinda get to make the call on that stuff. (ew god that felt odd)

If this gets off the ground, I'd have to turn this 12,000 word fic into a script to make it easier for people to read it and not get bogged down by my weird old-fashioned poetic style. This would be sent out to people who express interest at some point.

Just a heads-up: If you're expecting an AO3 link I am so sorry but it's Google Docs, mainly because this thing is wildly self-indulgent and I, for one, do not fancy attracting potential haters. Most people are nice, some are very vocally not. Besides, what would be the fun if everyone knew the story in advance?

BASICALLY

If you're interested shoot me an ask and I'll answer privately (OFF anon pls, I wanna know who I'm workin' with here!) or DM me and I'll get back to you.

If you see this and know someone who'd be interested, feel free to tag them or send this post to them.

I am gonna tag @achilleanauthor (my right hand man over here) @emeraldcity1900 and @onesidedradiostatic as they're kind of the only blogs I know who are I guess. Active in the Hellaverse fandom.

If this gains enough traction and I get people on board, I'll be setting up a Discord server (another first for me). 

Watch this space, and as Alastor would say, "Stay tuned..."

[ranbling]

i want to be clear i am NOT a tommy stan and i want that man to choke

but i fear they may be right about the eddie being gerrard’s favorite thing especially after the mustache… like i really could see tim being stupid and petty enough to make eddie’s “mental health spiral” be him being super buddy buddy with gerrard and giving him his own like “lawsuit era” where everyone shuts him out… like it’d be so out of character but tim showed us in 7b that he doesn’t really care about writing eddie in character anymore so

i really hope it’s just a mustache and that it’s just an awful wardrobe choice but i can’t help but fear that it’s not gonna be a good thing like so many people are convincing themselves that it is… like i’m afraid people are just going to be set up for disappointment by comparing him to freddie mercury when the way the writers room treats eddie it’s very plausible that he WILL be the new sal… which i don’t want at all and i think it would be stupid of them to do that and honestly might result in me quitting the show but i could see them using it as some sort of “he was in a dark place” storyline and having him apologize later and then act like it never happened even though the bucktommy cultists are going to take that victory

So, I'm not 100% convinced the mustache is a reference to Freddie Mercury or even a sign that he's gay (but it would be hilarious if they spoiled a major storyline by this)

However, no matter how weird choices Eddie made in s7, I don't think he'd ever be buddy buddy with Gerrard. 1. They showed us in s2 how Eddie reacted to racists (the guy who refused care from Chim and Hen) 2. He punched out a guy for being ableist towards Chris, I don't think he'll tolerate Gerrard being racist towards his friends (and him, but I feel like he'd keep his mouth shut if only he was targeted) 3. Gerrard was always shown more racist than homophobic. If anything he'll probably tone down his homophobia and think Buck will stand behind him to protect himself (but like Buck won't do that, but Gerrard is only familiar with the ones like Tommy - actively participating in the bigoted behaviour- and Sal)

Also, Eddie being like Sal wouldn't be the worst. There is a slight confusion in the fandom, Sal wasn't that bad (but the bar is in hell so....). Sal wasn't even in Chimney Begins and made no comments towards Hen in Hen Begins. He was a passive figure in all, and def benefited from Gerrard's old boys club, but we never saw him actively participating. He only clashed with Bobby 'cause he thought someone from the Midwest in not equiped to run an LA firehouse and wanted to take charge so nobody will get hurt. So if Eddie really became like Sal, it would mean he's not doing anything against Gerrard, but not joining him either

And if the show has ANY sensitivity writers they will call out a storyline like that

I don't see any possibility of this happening, but if they really do this I might quit too

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Vale Fashion Award

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Characters: Victor Vale, Eli Cardale/Ever, Angie Knight

Summary: Victor Vale cannot handle heat, and he accidentally shows Eli that weak spot during a heat wave at Lockland.

Warnings: just banter and a bit of comfort! 1.3k+ words

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Picture from Pinterest (what I imagine Victor wears daily)

The best part of Lockland’s gothic style, Victor thinks, is that the surrounding environment seems to bend to its darkened will. Dark and cool clouds often paint the sky behind the country club-esque architecture of the university, and the mature trees offer a cooling yet eerie breeze during the warmer spring days.

But, like Victor, Lockland has a mind of its own and doesn’t wait for permission to change. The clouds have disappeared overnight as if driven away by some unseen force aiming its burning intent directly at Victor Vale. With the sun shining brightly on the campus and a heat index that feels like it is nearing the boiling point, Victor wholly believes that some power is out to get him. That does not, however, stop him from dressing as usual: monochromatic, dark, Parisian, and perhaps most detrimental, layered. Which, though obviously a bad idea given the weather, is a staple of Victor’s carefully constructed appearance of his outward persona. Without it, who knows what the world may see.

“Maybe it’s a thyroid issue,” Eli muses over a cup of some iced caffeine-free monstrosity.

“Don’t listen to him,” Angie adds from her spot at the table. “You look good, Vic, you always do, but… isn’t it a bit hot for all that?”

Victor looks down at his outfit and then to the window. “I’ll be fine.”

“You’re wearing all black, you’re a walking heat absorber,” Eli scoffs. “Just lose a couple layers.”

“Or maybe just the jacket?” Angie suggests, her tone kinder and less demanding. “It’s intense out there, and I don’t want you to get dehydrated or overheat.”

“She dressed for the weather,” Eli points out, gesturing blindly to Angie’s skirt.

“And Eli dressed to be even more of a pain than usual,” Angie retorts. “He looks like the frat boy he dreams of being.”

Eli shakes his head as he flips a page in his textbook. “We’re going to be late, Victor, so change now or let’s go.”

Victor nods once, then tosses his jacket onto his bed. He’s still in long sleeves, pants, dress shoes, and far too much black for the triple-digit (Fahrenheit) heat he is preparing to enter. “Let’s go.”

“Finally,” Eli groans as he opens the door. “We’ll just walk to the restaurant because the buses with be awful today.”

“Not a fan of being packed in with the lesser humans, Eli?” Angie teases.

“He’s not a fan of humans at all,” Victor mumbles.

Angie laughs as she bumps her shoulder against Victor’s arm. His gaze softens as he watches her move, but after a few steps in the sunlight, he begins to feel the effect of the heat she warned him about.

“Can’t we go somewhere closer?” Victor asks.

“I told you to change!” Eli replies. “It’s not my fault you can’t take a little heat. House cats gotta house cat, right?”

Victor clenches his jaw at Eli’s teasing tone. He’s complaining because he can feel the heat sucking the energy from his body, not because he’s weak. If Eli can’t see that by now, he’s not as smart as Victor thought.

“Eli, we-“ Victor begins.

“Come on, stop whining! This is a tradition and we’re not going to break tradition because your cheeks are getting pink,” Eli interrupts.

Victor drops his chin; he can feel the sensitive skin of his face warming and beginning to sting, but knowing that there’s evidence of his misery is far worse than how the sunburn itself feels.

“I was just going to say,” Victor begins again, his voice firm, “that we should get ice cream on the way back. Since you seem caught up on the heat, too.”

“Ooh, that sounds good!” Angie cheers. “There’s a shop just past my dorm that has the best desserts, not just ice cream.”

“Sounds good,” Eli agrees, though his gaze is on Victor.

Victor’s cheeks are pink; that wasn’t just a jab to get under his skin. But as Eli watches him now, he notices that Victor’s gait shifts, as if he’s off balance, and his eyes seem unfocused on the sidewalk below him. He’d been watching Angie at first, but the last few minutes in the heat have affected Victor. Yet, Eli finds another opportunity to remind Victor of something heat and evil have in common.

“Do you think this is what it feels like in purgatory?” Eli asks.

“Eli!” Angie chides. “Don’t be so morbid.”

“I’d imagine it hurts a whole lot worse than some pink cheeks,” Victor replies. “But Angie’s right. We’re here to hang out, not talk about who wins.”

“Wins?” Angie repeats.

“Good versus evil,” Eli rushes to say. “Anyway, what are you getting at the dessert shop?”

“An ice bath,” Victor murmurs under his breath.

When Victor steps out of the air-conditioned restaurant, it feels as if every drop of moisture evaporates from his body. He’s dizzy, unfocused, having trouble breathing, and ready to collapse. There’s no reason to complain because Eli and Angie don’t understand. In their appropriate warm weather attire, they will never comprehend that Victor doesn’t dress like this only because he likes it but because it is a mirrored prison of his own creation. No matter how hot it gets, this is better than the alternative of showing his metaphorical soft side.

“You alright, Vic?” Angie asks as they near the dorm buildings. “You look a little flushed.”

“Overheated?” Eli guesses.

“Just a little warm,” Victor answers quietly. “I’ll be fine.”

“Then I’ll see you tomorrow, boys. Call me later if you need another break from the heat!” Angie calls as she waves.

Victor doesn’t linger to watch her disappear from sight like usual. Instead, he rushes inside, ignorant of Eli following closely behind. When Victor runs into a chair sitting in the same spot since Eli moved in, Eli knows something is wrong.

“Vic, you alright?” he inquires.

Victor turns toward Eli and nods. He grips the chair beside him tightly, and his cheeks are no longer pink but a bright red contrast to the paleness under his eyes. There’s a sheen of sweat on his forehead, and Victor grasps his head as he shakily lowers into the chair.

“Why didn’t you say something?” Eli says as he moves toward the small kitchen.

“I did!” Victor defends, though his speech is slowed. “I can feel my heartbeat in my brain. Is that telling you enough?”

“Take your shirt off.”

“Excuse me?”

Eli returns with a glass of water and several wet cloths.

“Stop being so… so Victor. You have more clothes on and it’s just us. You’re not going to feel better until you cool off.”

“How would you know?” Victor asks as he pulls the black button-down off his shoulders.

“Spotting heat exhaustion isn’t rocket science, Vic. Put this on your forehead and chill out. Figuratively and literally.”

Victor snatches the cool cloth from Eli’s hand and places it over his eyes and forehead. Nearly immediately, his headache eases, though it doesn’t go away.

“Sit still,” Eli requests as he places a touchless thermometer against Victor’s wrist. “Congratulations, Vale, your questionable fashion sense just got you heat stroke.”

“What is it?” Victor asks without moving.

“104 Fahrenheit,” Eli says. “So, you need to take off more clothes, keep those cool cloths on your skin and rehydrate.”

“Thanks,” Victor breathes out, hoping Eli doesn’t hear him. “I’ll go to my room.”

“Sure you will. And, hey, next time? Just listen to me.”

“Which part? The ‘take off your shirt’ or the ‘stop complaining’?”

“Both!” Eli yells as he enters his room. “Call me if you need anything.”

Victor mentally rolls his eyes as he sits up. The room spins around him momentarily, and then he carefully carries the water and two fresh washcloths into his room. His coat remains on his bed, seeming to laugh at his state.

He removes a few more layers of clothing in the privacy of his room, then reclines in his desk chair. Something hits the window, and Victor sees a cat licking its fur to cool in the shade.

“Rub it in,” Victor mumbles grumpily as he rocks back in his chair to feel the ceiling fan above him.

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The Long Wait

Chapter 19 – Leave it to Beavers

Fandom: Grimm

Pairing: Sean Renard/OFC

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A/N: Lorelei meets Katie’s parents and through her job as a Grimm, the rest of the eisbiber Lodge.

Not long after the debacle with Waltz, Lorelei found herself walking through the woods. Nick had invited her out to train with him and Monroe. He figured he should learn how to use some of weapons in the trailer. Lorelei had agreed.

“Am I interrupting something?” she asked once she had found the two men.

Nick had Monroe pinned to the ground and was in the process of getting off him when Lorelei approached them. “How come I didn’t smell you?” Monroe asked, getting off the ground.

Lorelei shrugged. “You told me to wear wolfsbane.”

He sniffed her. “Man, what’d you do, bath in it?” Her answer was to shrug again.

Nick was excitedly showing them the weapons he had brought with him. All of which, Lorelei was familiar with. Although Aunt Marie had done her best to ensure Lorelei wasn’t interacting with wesen, she did make sure Lorelei could defend herself as well as teaching her about the weapons she would inherit.

Eventually the training began, with target practice. “Slowly, squeeze it” Monroe said to Nick, who was taking aim with one of the weapons.

“I know how to shoot.” He said, before firing off a round. Nick looked pretty proud of himself when he hit his target. “Not bad.”

“Sure, when your target is kind enough to stay still.” Lorelei commented dryly and Nick gave her a dirty look.

Monroe held up a wooden club, with metal spikes on it. “Now, anyone for some Kanabo?”

Once they were finished, they headed back towards their cars. “So, Aunt Marie taught you how to use all the weapons in the trailer?” Nick asked Lorelei.

She shrugged. “Most of them. Others I read about in the journals.” She replied. “Most are easy. Load, point, shoot. It’s remembering which ones are best for which wesen that is the hardest part.”

“Yeah, some wesen need very specific methods when taking them down.” Monroe commented. “Like with that Stark guy.”

“The trouble is you can’t carry all of the weapons with you at all times.” Lorelei added as they reached her car. “I suggest, you do something like this…” she trailed off as she opened the trunk and flipped up the hidden compartment.

Both men looked in surprised. “You got a small armoury in here.” Monroe commented, looking over everything in awe.

“Why do you have a gun?” Nick asked, holding up a small handgun.

Lorelei took it from him. “It’s legal. I have a licence to carry.” She defended herself. Nick gave her a look, no doubt thinking about the accuracy with which she was able to shoot Waltz. “Anyway, I gotta go home and get changed. I’m meeting Katie’s parents today.”

“Ah, that’s right. Meeting the parents.” Monroe said with a smile. “I still can’t believe you told Rosalee you have a girlfriend before you told me. Your best friend.”

Lorelei rolled her eyes at Monroe’s fake hurt tone. “I needed a girl to talk to. I figured you would get all overprotective, like this one would.” She said, jabbing her thumb in Nick’s direction.

“Hey, I didn’t get all overprotective.” He said innocently.

“Oh, are you telling me that you didn’t run a background check on her?” Nick looked at the ground. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Anyway, see you later boys.”

Soon Lorelei found herself, sitting in Katie’s car outside her parents’ house. “And you’re sure they are ok with me being a Grimm?”

“I’m sure. They were concerned at first, but news of your brother is spreading among the community. Courtesy of Uncle Bud, of course.”

Lorelei smiled. “Of course.” She said, although she was still feeling anxious. She had never had to do a meet the parents thing before. There was also additional pressure being a Grimm who was dating a wesen.

“They are going to love you.” Katie said gently, giving Lorelei’s hand a squeeze. “Now, come on.”

The couple approached the door, and Katie opened it, calling out to her parents. Lorelei followed her in slowly. “Sweetheart, its good to see you.” She heard a female voice say and a minute later, Katie was engulfed in a hug by a short woman with blonde hair. A moment later, a man joined the mix.

When the family pulled apart, Katie moved back towards Lorelei and grabbed her hand. “Mom, Dad. This is my girlfriend, Lorelei. Lorelei, these are my parents. Angela and Charles.”

Lorelei gave a shy smile and a wave. “Hi Mr and Mrs Wurstner. It’s nice to meet you.” She said before holding her hand out for a handshake.

“Oh, none of that dear.” Angela said with a smile, as she pulled Lorelei in for a hug. “Call us Angela and Charles.”

Lorelei was surprised, but found herself sinking into the woman’s embrace, hugging her back just as tightly.

Charles on the other hand, extended his hand and Lorelei shook it. He seemed more standoffish, appraising Lorelei. She wasn’t sure if it was because she was dating his daughter or because she was a Grimm. Possibly both.

“Oh, I forget. I got these for you.” Lorelei said, remembering the bouquet of flowers she was holding. She offered them to Angela.

“Oh, isn’t that thoughtful of you. Look Charles.” Angela said, showing off the flowers to Charles. He grunted. Angela seemed to ignore him. “Come into the kitchen, I’ll put these flowers in some water.”

Lorelei looked at Katie, who gave her an encouraging smile.

The flowers were in a vase, and the four of them sitting at the kitchen table where Angela had quite a spread for lunch. “Now Lorelei, Katie mentioned you met at school. Are you studying architecture as well?” Angela asked, filling Lorelei’s glass with homemade lemonade.

“Ah, no. I’m studying public health. We actually met through her job. I’m somewhat of a regular customer.”

“Oh, how lovely.” Angela replied.

“Actually Mom, Lorelei is doing her Masters.” Katie said proudly, shooting a smile in Lorelei’s direction.

Angela looked surprised. “A Masters? Already?”

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah. I blew through my schooling. I graduated from undergrad back East last year and decided to do post-grad in Portland. My brother lives here.”

Angela nodded understandingly. “And you wanted to be closer to him?”

Lorelei hummed in agreement, taking a sip of her lemonade. “Wow, this is really good.”

Angela seemed to preen at the small praise. “I’m glad you like it dear.”

For the first time since Lorelei had arrived, Charles spoke up. “What exactly is a Grimm doing dating an eisbiber?”

“Dad!”

“Charles!”

“No, its ok.” Lorelei assured them. “It is a good question.” Lorelei looked at Charles. “When I first met Katie, I didn’t know she was wesen. I only found out by accident. A few weeks later, she asked me out. I decided to be honest, told her what I was. And now, here we are. I like your daughter sir. She is funny, smart and kind. I feel lucky having her as my first girlfriend.”

Charles was still eyeing her suspiciously. “I know that Grimms and wesen have terrible history. And I am not sure what the precedent for Grimms and wesen dating is, but I can assure you, as long as a wesen isn’t hurting innocents, they have nothing to fear from me or my brother.”

“That’s right, Charles’ brother was talking about another Grimm. A cop, I believe.” Angela chimed in.

Lorelei nodded. “Yeah, Nick is a homicide detective. And two of my closest friends are wesen. A blutbad and a fuschbau.”

Charles raised an eyebrow. “Really?” he asked, sounding a little sceptical.

Lorelei nodded again.  “Yeah, Monroe and Rosalee. Monroe is a reformed blutbad and Rosalee is a fuschbau. She owns a spice shop. They’ve helped Nick with some of his wesen-related cases. The perpetrators have typically ended up in jail. Not dead.”

“And does your brother know you are dating a wesen?” Charles asked.

“Yes, he does. And before you ask, he is fine with it. As long as she treats me well and makes me happy. Which she does.” Lorelei shot a smile at Katie, who returned it.

Katie looked back towards her father. “Are you done Dad?” she asked teasingly.

He gave a grunt and a shrug. “For now.” He grumbled.

Angela shook her head, a small smile crossing her face at her husband’s antics. “Well, enough of the third degree. Everyone dig in. And make sure to leave room for pie.”

As they dug in, Katie turned to Lorelei. “Sorry about my dad.” She said.

Lorelei smiled. “He is just being overprotective. Trust me, you are probably going to get the third degree from Nick…and Monroe….and Rosalee…and probably Juliette as well.”

“Who is Juliette?” Angela asked.

“My brothers’ girlfriend. She’s not wesen or a Grimm. She’s not actually looped into everything yet.” Lorelei replied before taking a bite of the potato bake.

By the end of lunch, Charles had appeared to warm up to Lorelei, a little bit at least. Angela seemed ready to adopt Lorelei and was discussing introducing her to Katie’s little brother who was having a playdate with some cousins. Katie and Lorelei got back into Katie’s car, laden down with Tupperware containers filled with leftovers.

“Not so scary, was it?” Katie asked as they headed off. “And, sorry again about my dad.”

“No, not so scary.” Lorelei admitted. “And you don’t need to apologise for your dad. You’re his little girl. Are you telling me he hasn’t acted that way with anyone else you dated?”

Katie considered it. “Good point.” She admitted. “He made the first girl I brough home cry. So, you’re doing better than her.”

Lorelei laughed. “Are you kidding?”

Katie was laughing as well. “No, I’m not. 10th grade, Sasha Wilcox. She refused to come anyway near me after that.”

“Oh, that poor girl. I hope Nick doesn’t do that.”

Lorelei was finishing up her dinner one night when she received a call from Nick. Apparently, he had a wesen-related case. An eisbiber had been killed by a hasslich. An eisbiber was a witness, however he was in hiding. Nick wanted to Lorelei to come with him to a meeting between him and the other eisbibers. He was going to try to convince them to have the witness, Arnold, come forward and identify the murderer. Nick was of the opinion that 1. Lorelei might appear less intimidating, and 2. As Lorelei was dating an eisbiber, she might be able to connect better with them. Nick picked Lorelei up and they headed out to an old power plant.

They arrived, finding many cars already parked. The siblings exited Nick’s truck and started looking around. Lorelei became aware that someone was watching them, evidently Nick did too. He whipped around, gun in hand.

“It’s me, don’t shoot! Don’t shoot”

Lorelei shone her flashlight in the direction of the voice, as Nick apologised. She saw a short, rounding man with balding sandy brown hair. He seemed to share a close resemblance to Katie’s dad. This must be Katie’s Uncle Bud.

“No, you gotta be ready.” He said. “You just never know, I know. You face stuff every day. I don’t.”

“Bud, this is my sister Lorelei. Lorelei, this is Bud.” Nick quickly introduced the two.

“Hi.” Lorelei said, giving him a wave.

“You’re dating little Katie, aren’t you?” Bud asked and Lorelei nodded. “Katie mentioned she was dating a Grimm. Big surprise to all of us. That kind of thing doesn’t happen. You know, wesen and Grimms.”

Nick cut in. “So, where is this meeting?”

Bud led them into the power plant and explained to them what would happen. Lorelei was surprised to see how many people had been crammed in. There were a lot of eisbibers apparently. As they entered the meeting space, it was clear the debate had already started. There was one argument for not changing the status quo and another for changing it. The man leading the meeting called forth Bud, inviting him to speak and introduce Nick and Lorelei.

“Mr Speaker, thank you for allowing me to request this meeting.” Bud said, making his way through the crowd. The crowd parted, allowing them to move through. “If it pleases the Lodge, I would like to introduce Detective Nicholas Burkhardt. And his sister, Miss Lorelei Burkhardt. Nick is part of the Portland Police Department, and I am proud to say. My friend.”

Nick, Lorelei, and Bud came to stand before the group. Lorelei glanced around the crowd, spotting Katie and her parents. Katie smiled at her, Angela gave her a cheery wave, while Charles nodded his head in recognition. Lorelei glanced back at Nick, as he addressed the crowd.

“One of you has witnessed a murder. And without that testimony, that murderer might very well walk free.” There was some chatter among the crowd. “Look, I understand your fear, I really do. But I want you to know that things can change. My sister and I, we’re Grimms. I’m also a cop, and I can help you.” He looked towards Lorelei. “We can help you. But only if you help yourselves first. So please, let Arnold Rosarot know that if he comes forward than together, we can put an end to this hasslich threat.”

The crowds chatter got louder. One member spoke up. “When someone defies the hasslichen, they send us a message. I don’t want my husband or my children to end up being that message.” Some seemed to be in agreement with her.

“I say we send a message back to the hasslich, we got two Grimm’s.” Another woman said. “You mess with us; you lose your head.”

The crowd started up again and the Speaker banged his gavel, calling them to order. “We will put the question to a vote.” He said. “All those in favour of the witness coming forward?” Lorelei glanced around. Bud, Katie and her parents, and a few others raised their hands. However, they were not even close to being half the group. “Those opposed?” Those opposed far outweighed those in favour. Lorelei couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, and from the look on Nick’s face, he was as well. “I move to request that the Grimms do not cut of our heads for opposing them on this. We are…” He paused. “We are what we are.”

Nick sighed and started making his way back out through the crowd. Lorelei turned to the Speaker. “Thank you for hearing us out, Mr Speaker.” She said, offering him a small smile. He seemed a little surprised, but he returned it, bowing his head at her. She glanced around the rest of the group. “All of you. It took a lot of courage having Grimms in your safe space.” She saw a couple, even the one’s against it, return her smile. Lorelei bowed to the Speaker, before hurrying to catch up with Nick.

As she reached the bottom of the stairs they had entered via, she became aware of someone following her. “Nick, I’m sorry.” It was Bud.

Nick stopped, turned around and shrugged his shoulders. “You did your best.”

“I really thought we had a chance to change things. It’s just that bravery isn’t in our nature.” Bud explained.

“I don’t know about that Bud.” Nick told him. “Even after you knew what I was, you still came to my house, fixed my door, brought me pie and a quilt. And that took guts. I figured if you could do it, so could they. Thanks for trying.” He offered Bud a small smile, before continuing up the stairs.

Lorelei gave Bud a pat on the back. “Change is scary. And who knows, maybe Arnold might come through.” Bud nodded, looking thoughtful. “Nice meeting you, Uncle Bud.”

He gave her a smile. “You too Lorelei.”

Lorelei returned the smile before rushing up the stairs, hoping Nick would remember she was with him. Lorelei reached Nick’s trunk and was relieved he hadn’t forgotten her. As she got in, he sighed heavily. “Yeah, it’s like that, isn’t it? But you never know, right?”

He looked at her. “Yeah, I suppose.” He agreed, though he didn’t seem as optimistic as Lorelei.

“You know, I’ve got a spare room you can stay in.” Monroe commented, looking over at Lorelei.

Lorelei was laid out on his couch, looking through the rentals in the paper. “I know, but it would be too much like living with my actual brother. Thanks for the offer though.”

“Fair enough.”

“Now keep playing.” She ordered and Monroe returned to playing his cello.

Lorelei closed her eyes and allowed the music to wash over her. She loved hearing Monroe play; he was so talented. Monroe’s phone rang and he stopped playing.

“50 bucks say that is Nick.”

“I’m not betting on that.” Was Monroe’s reply before he answered. There was a brief conversation, before Monroe hung up looking confused.

“What does he need help with?” Lorelei asked, getting up.

“He said to come to the Bull Run Dam and to bring a shovel.”

Lorelei started at him, just as confused as Monroe was. “Sounds like he needs help burying a body.”

Monroe laughed. “Nah, can’t be.”

They arrived at Bull Run Dam and went searching for the Grimm/Detective. As it turns out, Nick needed help burying not one, but two bodies. And not just any bodies. Two Reapers. Needless to say, Monroe was incredibly impressed.

“They’re just going to keep coming for me until I’m dead, aren’t they?” Nick asked.

Monroe thought about it. “Uh, yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s how it works.”

“I think I need to send them a message.”

Lorelei couldn’t help the smile that crossed her face. Nick was starting to think like a Grimm. “I think you do too.”

Monroe looked at the guy who still had his head. “And you know what, when it comes to sending these guys messages. Two heads are better than one.” And with that, he swung the scythe in his hand lopping the head off.

“Awww, why did you get to do that?” Lorelei asked, as both men rolled their eyes.

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Hello! I'm a part of a lot of fandoms and I like to write!

Here's my Masterlist of all of the fandoms/characters I'll be writing for and all of my works and works in progress.

But I write slower than fuck, please bear with me lol.

Requests are open! ♡

(Check out my pinned post for more information)

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American Horror Story

I can see this one being the cause of a lot of darkfics, especially Hotel. There will always be a trigger warnings list before anything I write, so please read it if you feel like you might need it.

Kit Walker

Lana Winters

Cordelia Goode

Madison Montgomery

Misty Day

The Countess

James Patrick March

John Lowe

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Attack On Titan

I'm gonna be honest; I haven't finished it. But I want to, even though I know the ending! But I've also been wanting to write for them... So please forgive me if they seem a little out of character, it'll get better I promise! I'll also probably be rewatching and getting caught up on it while writing these lol. I'll update y'all!

Armin Arlert

Connie Springer

Eren Jaeger

Hange Zoë

Jean Kirstein

Levi Ackerman

Mikasa Ackerman

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The Boys

This show is so fucked up 😭 but unfortunately the cast is hot as hell, SO- if you have any requests I'm happy to hear them! Also my favorites are Maeve, Hughie, Kimiko Annie, and Frenchy ♡

Annie January

Billy Butcher

Black Noir

The Deep

Frenchy

Homelander

Hughie Campbell

Mother's Milk

Queen Maeve

Victoria Neuman

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I had a really bad "Criminal Minds" hyper fixation 2 years ago, but I got out of it before I could finish any of the fics I had set up for them, so I deleted most of them like a year ago 😭

Celebrities

Y'all know that one "Juno position" that Sabrina Carpenter did in Paris?.... Yeah.... YEAH-

Aidan Gallagher

Wes Bentley

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Criminal Minds

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Penelope Garcia

Spencer Reid

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D.C.

I just recently rewatched the first "Deadpool" movie and remembered how much I love it, so I'll hopefully be writing for him soon, as well as Harley Quinn! I'm also thinking that maybe I'll write about both of them x reader... But I'm not sure, we'll see!

Harley Quinn

Wade Wilson / Deadpool

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Jujustu Kaisen

So I haven't watched the second season 🙈 I was really liking it! but, in all honesty-

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I got spoiled on pretty much everything and I just could not continue on, knowing almost all of them were gonna die 😭.

Gojo Satoru

Megumi Fushiguro

Nanami Kento

Nobara Kugisaki

Yuji Itadori

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Life is Strange

Fun fact! I've never played this myself, I've just watched Jacksepticeye play it a lot, lolol. ♡ I'll probably add Rachel and Sean to this list but I definitely need to re-watch those two first.

Chloe Price

Max Caulfield

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My Hero Academia

This is the first place I tried to shift too (iykyk), It never happened- but I might try again soon!

Denki Kaminari

Eijiro Kirishima

Iiada Tenya

Izuku Midoriya

JiTn BuWbaIigaCwaEra

Katsuki Bakugo

Kyoka Jiro

Momo Yaoyorozu

Shoto Todoroki

Tamaki Amajiki

Toya Todoroki

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Ouran High School Host Club

My comfort anime. it's problematic but it's so good.

Haruhi Fujioka

Hikaru Hitachiin

Kaoru Hitachiin

Kyoya Ootori

Takashi Morinozuka

Tamaki Suoh

Mitskuni Haninozuka

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Spy X Family

I love this show, I haven't finished it yet- but that's only because I'm waiting for the second part of the second season to be dubbed on Hulu!

Loid Forger

Yor Forger

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The Sturniolo Triplets

I'm hyper-fixating on Matt at the moment, so I'm really sorry if I'm slow at writing for literally anyone else. 😭

Chris Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo

Nick Sturniolo

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The Umbrella Academy

I absolutely love this show, I'm happy to talk about it with whoever wants to!

Allison Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

Luther Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves

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The Walking Dead

This is probably my favorite show ever; I've been watching it from the very start. Talk with me about it in my asks or messages!

Beth Greene

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Michonne

Negan Smith

Rick Grimes

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And that's it!

(For now, at least.)

I would like to restate what I said at the top of this post; I really do want to write. I love thinking of ideas, planning it out, and writing it!

But I'm a very indecisive person as well as a perfectionist and so honestly, I'm just very slow at it. 😅

I promise I'll try to post as often as I can, though.

I love y'all! Talk to you later. ♡

[nomadicism]

I was watching a YouTube video where OP did a "Voltron Rewrite". I agree and disagree with certain aspects of it. (Which isn't a bad thing. We all have our ways of fixing that trainwreck. They have theirs, and I have mine.) But it brought up another question for me, why wasn't Pidge non-binary?

In the show, Pidge disguised herself as a boy to break into the military base that her brother and father worked at in order to find them. But that doesn't make any sense! This is the military. Wouldn't they find that out instantly when they require to do blood work or a psychical on her?

That explanation reminds me a lot of those "female Yuu has to disguise herself as a boy to attend Night Raven for no reason" fics in the Twisted Wonderland fandom in a bad way. Because, just like those fics, it's mimicking Ouran High School Host Club and Mulan without understanding why those stories work. In Mulan, she disguised herself as a boy to take her father's place, because she wouldn't be able to fight otherwise. Plus, she was able to do that since it took place thousands of years ago before the advent modern teach that would detect that instantly, and she was also caught after she was injured. Haruhi just simply didn't care about what gender people identified them as. Here, the story takes place hundreds of years in the future, so those issues are highlighted even more and make the plotline fall flat.

Having Pidge be non-binary right out of the starting gate would nix that issue. Pidge could be another person there, who wants to go up into space to find their missing family. They would be more male presenting, because that's just how they want to present themselves. No long-winded explanation needed. As a bonus, Pidge's voice actor is non-binary IRL, so it would add up in that sense as well.

One baffling choice in that series in hindsight amongst dozens of others. Though, I feel like if that show was made now instead of almost 10 years ago that would be one change the showrunners would make to the story.

Hi there, thank you for the Ask!

Those are good questions, and my own question is "why would the military have a barracks full of teens in the first place?"

The very flimsy reason for Pidge to join as a teen boy might have been fear about being recognized by anyone who knew her brother, or might have seen her in a dress one time. However, Pidge presenting as male would make her look more like her brother, so she'd be more recognizable in my opinion.

Within the VLD setting, there are no logical reasons for Pidge to present as male when joining the military, other than gender identity. It makes more sense for Pidge to be a trans man, or non-binary person, or transmasc person, or genderfluid person, etc.

One thing that I consider (and I don't mean this as a counter-argument), is how cis women still get pushed into a highly feminine presentation box, even though there are plenty of cis women who do not perceive or express their gender in traditional ways. Whether they are tomboys, butches, or women who simply have no interest in cosmetics and clothing that carries strong gender identifiers.

It's like, why are non-fitted cargo pants and comfortable shoes often assumed to be masculine (or for middle-aged women who are not portrayed as sexually available)? Because at some level, men are assumed to get things done, and women are assumed to have things done for them. That means that there is a space for representing cis women who do not represent their femininity in ways that are traditionally seen as feminine. Thankfully, those attitudes aren't as strong as they used to be, but on some level they are still there.

Within that context, Pidge as tomboy works, but Pidge as tomboy using masculine pronouns to present as male seems a bit odd. Like, it almost feels like a marketing decision so that boys in the target demographic could watch the first episode and not be like "ewww why is there a girl in my robot show" (princess-rescue doesn't count). I don't know that boys actually care about that anymore, but once upon a time that was a Thing they were socialized to react against.