#I’M SO OBSSESED WITH HER YOU HAVE NO IDEA

[buckys-loverman]

best friend - sarah cameron

warnings: 18+ appropriate, sleep touch, perversion

pairing: fem!reader x sarah cameron

a/n: yet another sarah post because i’m obsessed with her rn so if y’all have any story ideas you want to see send me ideas!! enjoy ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡

obsessed! sarah always keeps her eye on you whenever you hang out with your loser boyfriend who she believed didn’t deserve someone like you.

obsessed! sarah always begged you to sleep over at each others houses so that she could keep you all to herself, for what’s better than waking up in your best friends arms?

obsessed! sarah who would find an excuse to use the bathroom while you showered just to see the outline of your naked body against the steam, quietly shoving her fingers down her pants

obsessed! sarah who would get angry hearing how your lousy boyfriend couldn’t fulfill your sexual desires knowing how well she could treat you, make you feel, and make you ache

obsessed! sarah who fingered herself almost every night to different pictures of you in her camera roll

obsessed! sarah who knew your sleeping pills knocked you out the entire night, making you quite the heavy sleeper when she would pull down the straps of your tank top to expose your breasts

obsessed! sarah who would stick her fingers in your pajama shorts, knowing you didn’t wear underwear, to rub small circles on your clit as she rubbed her own

obssesed! sarah that would finger you in your sleep at every sleepover, sticking in different fingers just to hear your muffled moans and slick cum on her fingers that she would stick in her mouth each time

bestfriend! who would wake up embarrassed at each sleepover with a wet and sticky pajama bottom, having yet another wet dream with your best friend sleeping right next to you

obsessed! sarah who couldn’t take just fingering you any longer as she sucked and swirled at your nipples from your sheer bralette, slowing pulling down your pajama shorts

obsessed! sarah who instantly attached her mouth to your clit, soaking up all your juices as small moans escaped her best friends mouth, making her suck even harder and begin to put in a finger when-

“sarah?”

divider credit @mewryn

[tobesolnelyx]

I want to kiss you directly on the forehead because your brain is ABSOLUTELY MAJESTIC and I’m obsessed!! So many thoughts, so many ideas!!

I am fully prepared to descend into the gory, fucked-up depths with you if you’re interested!

Now I can’t stop thinking about how the lottieshauna dynamic would play out with a pregnant reader (especially if Lottie’s encouraging orgies) - would the reader even stand a chance balancing between them? Or would they naturally team up, became reader's two rabid guard dogs obsessively monitoring every step of the pregnancy? (No work, no worries - carrying a child is already the most important job!) And would Shauna let ever think about the idea of sacrificing the baby if she suspected it might be hers?

Bonus thought: If we delusionally assume the reader could produce breast milk (starvation aside 👀), do you think Lottie can develop a special fixation on that?

P.S. I hope none of this made you uncomfortable - apologies in advance if so, and sending love! 💗

-🪆

slight NSFW - MDNI

this is literally one of the best compliments i've got recently, thank you!! also, there's not a lot of things that makes me really uncomfortable, so feel free to write gory, fucked up stuff. my brain is already rotten because of the amount of horrors i watch anyway 😭

i don't think they would really team up, MAYBE if reader was in serious danger or someone else would try to make reader work or something.

"hey, can you...?" someone approached you, but didn't even get the chance to say the full sentence. shauna was already next to you. her brown eyes were cold, radiating with something like quiet fury.

"she's pregnant." she said quietly, but firmly. with that tone of hers that leaves no place to argue. then lottie appeared, hand clenched on their arm. she was similing, but it was pretty clear that even thinking about arguing with her now was fucking stupid idea.

"go and ask someone else," her fingers dug lightly in their skin. like a warning.

they would be both very territorial and possessive over this child. especially when we consider shauna's need to be in charge all the time and how she's obsessed with protecting what's innocent. it didn't have to be child from shauna's seed, she already claimed this kid as her property anyway.

what lottie obviously didn't like that. this child belonged to them. to the wilderness and shauna was being selfish, trying to play the father. the thing is, shauna would rather get drugged and speak to this fuckass forest for the whole day than even think about sacraficing kid.

while lottie is quiet, focused on silent monitoring pregnancy, watching from aside and stepping in right moments, shauna is louder, always by your side. she barely let you do anything without her.

"shauna i really can pee alone..." you said to her when she was stubbornly going right after you, knife in her hand.

"what if you'd pass out?" she almost growled at you, which...wasn't exactly good with your pregnancy hormones. so when tears glistened in your eyes, she sighed and pulled you to tight embrace. she was irritated that you were so sensitive, but even she was smart enough to know that's not your fault. "im sorry, okay?" she grumbled. "come here..."

we should really talk about pregnancy hormones tho. lottie, who tried to make you feel better, but ended up making things even worse. she's paranoic about the whole thing. putting shits in your head like: "don't you think your belly is too small? maybe i should breed you again just in case..." or "it's not kicking as hard as it should be"

constant arguments about sacraficing kid. lottie, who says that it's important to please wilderness and shauna calling her out that she's fucked up, and no one is killing damn kid. (one time when natalie and shauna could team up - your guard dogs during birth)

also yes, lottie can develop weird obssesion about breast milk. she'd say it's gift from wilderness that you can produce milk in those conditions. (obviously shauna was making you sure you were eating best pieces of meat). again, if we're going for something fucked up, i think she'd try to make everyone drink this milk to be blessed or something

[xoxovanillq]

I saw you asking for Felix catton request so I’m gonna give you some ideas for you to write.

https://www.tumblr.com/i-cant-sing/731950763422760960/okay-but-i-need-yall-to-help-me-figure-out-the?source=share

Tell me that’s not Felix catton like think about it this man fall in love with the reader so hard to point where it can be yandere he’s never truly know love (romantic wise) cause he’s usually being lusted after because of his looks,money,title and popularity but when he saw reader he felt something that’s he never felt before and when reader and Felix have a fully established relationship but she decided to break up with him for whatever reason when I tell you Felix. Has. Gone.Rouge I mean this screaming,crying,sliding down the wall cause the one person who he truly loved just broke up with him without even giving a chance to fully register like this man thinks about jumping of roof just to get your attention and his family I mean they see how he is after the whole break up and they try to bribe reader into getting back together with him to stop the emotional turmoil but when the reader and Felix does get back together all is forgiven you would’ve forgot this man even did that whole break up and went right back to a lover boy.

Girl I damn near wrote fic myself😭 I will request more Felix catton but maybe not as detailed pls and thank you

Velvet and Lace

Pairing- Felix Catton x Fem Reader

Warnings- Obssesion, bribery, yandere tendencies, alcohol use, drug use

Word Count- 2.2k

Felix loved you. Like, really loved you, to the point of near obsession, so when you broke up with him, naturally, he acted like it was the end of the world.

"Felix, I'm sorry, I- I just can't do this anymore." You'd explained as he stared at you with clenched fists. He decided in that moment that he wasn't going to give you up, and once he got back to his dorm, tears dripping from his eyes, he sent a message to his mum.

"I need you to help me get her back." That was all it said, simple, easy, but the plan immediately begun.

It started with small gifts left inside your dorm. A gold locket with his photo inside, pearl earrings that must've cost a small fortune, and it didn't take you long to realize who's work it was.

"Felix, you need to stop leaving gifts in my room." You said sternly when you saw him wandering around campus the next morning.

"What do you mean, luv? I thought you'd appreciate the gifts." He says, voice soft and innocent as ever, batting his long eyelashes at you.

"You need to move on, Felix." You explain, stern tone not wavering, even at the sight of his incredibly sad face.

After that, the gifts began to slow down, but little did you know, Felix had something bigger in store.

"Well, how do I ensure she'll actually come?" Felix questions his mum over the phone, laying in the plush sheets in the bed of his large dorm, a sweater you had left as his dorm once laid beside him, nose buried deep in it.

"Bribe her, darling, tell her you'll give her some money if she goes." Elspeth says with a chuckle, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

"How much should I offer her?" Felix asks, tone desperate and longing.

"As much as she needs to go, I just want you to be happy, darling." Elspeth says with a faux calmness to her tone.

The next morning, you woke up to a card sitting on your windowsill.

"Dearest Darling,

I would like you to know that you are invited to my families estate for the summer. It would be a shame if you didn't join us, considering I'm willing to pay any amount for you to tag along with us. Please meet me at our spot at 9pm to further discuss

Your love,

Felix Catton."

Your heart rate began to pick up, the extents of Felix's obsessive tendencies, the original reason you broke up, were beginning to show even more. You were stuck, there was a part of you that knew that he'd make you go no matter what, but you feared what he would do, but on the other hand, you desperately needed the money. You were only at Oxford thanks to a full ride scholarship, and you were barely able to afford dinner. You'd be a fool not to go with, and Felix knew that.

Although every inch of your body was screaming for you not to, you made your way to the lake just off campus, arriving promptly at 9pm to see Felix pacing back and forth, head in his hands.

"Felix, I'm here." You call out, voice raised slightly to ensure he hears you.

"Oh, darling, you're here, I'm sorry that this is the state you found me in." He replies after picking his face up from his hands and approaching you. He had that stunning smile on his face, the one that still made you weak in the knees. He reaches out to stroke your cheek with his thumb, causing you to pull back the tiniest bit.

"Felix, just get to it, I'm only here to talk. How much are you offering me?" You state with a matter-of-fact tone.

"Well, how about we start with 750 Pounds?" (roughly $10,000 USD) Felix says, pulling a small gasp out of you.

"750? What about 900?" (about $12,000 USD) You negotiate, keeping your tone flat.

"900 it is then, darling, looks like we'll be spending the summer together." Felix speaks cheerfully, but there's an unsettling tone beneath it that makes your skin crawl, but hey, money is money.

Before you knew it, a few weeks had passed, and Felix was sat on your bed in your dorm room, helping you pack for Saltburn.

"Don't overpack, mum has already bought lots of gorgeous pieces for you." Felix explains, watching as you fold and roll a sundress before placing it into the suitcase he had so generously purchased for you.

"How does your mum know my size?" You question, turning around to meet his eyes for a moment.

"I worked my magic, luv." He replies, flashing you a smile. All of this was still a bit unsettling, but you could get over it. "Now, you do realize you can't just ignore me all summer while take my money and amenities, correct?"

"Wasn't necessarily planning on it, Felix." You reply with an exasperated sigh, turning back to your suitcase to finish up packing. You reach for a pair of panties from the drawer, just to be met with a tutting noise from Felix.

"No need, I had our drawers filled with the most beautiful lingerie." Felix says with a slimy grin that fills you with some odd combination of lust and disgust.

"Noted." You reply in that same exasperated tone, then promptly shut your suitcase and zip it up.

"No need for toiletries either, luv, mum already bought you the finest makeup and body products." Felix reassures, getting up to place a large hand in the center of your back as you set your suitcase upright.

Soon enough, you found yourself in the lavish mansion of Saltburn, honestly, mansion didn't seem like a worthy enough word for the large building sitting on the acres and acres of sprawling land.

"Well, let's head up to our room, darling, then we need to pick you out a dress for dinner." Felix states, helping you up one of the many grand staircases, a large, warm hand resting heavy on your lower back, steady, guiding. You had become a bit more comfortable with him again, beginning to remember why you even dated him in the first place.

You eventually arrived in the room, looking at the grand bed in the center of the room, a bottle of wine that probably cost more than your rent and two gorgeous wine glasses sat on the bedside table. Felix wandered over to the closet, opening it up to reveal loads of gorgeous dresses and a couple suits.

"Here, darling, pick out a dress for dinner." Felix says, his voice soft and low with admiration. He proceeded to pull out a long, black silk dress with a high slit. "Personally, I think you'd look stunning in this, luvie." He says, raising his eyebrows a bit.

"I guess that's the one then." You say quietly, still looking around the room a bit, feeling small in the large, lavish room.

"What's goin' on, hun?" Felix says softly, placing the dress on the bed and moving up behind you, placing his hands on your hips, pulling you back to his chest.

"I just- don't belong here, this is all too rich for me."  You explain with a small sigh, turning around to place your hands on his chest.

"Your with me, luvie, you belong." Felix reassures, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. "Now, go put that dress on, and I'll pick out a nice set for you to wear beneath." He teases, giving your ass a playful swat. 

You grabbed the dress, and he busied himself with finding a suit while you slipped off your clothes and slid on the silky dress. The material felt cooling on your skin, soothing despite the anxiety that still filled your chest at the thought of spending the whole summer with Felix and his obsessive tendencies.

"Ready darling?" Felix said, making you turn around to face him. He was now in a handsome black tux, smiling at you like you hung the stars, and in his eyes, you did. You give him a soft nod, then take his hand, allowing him to lead you back downstairs and into the large dining room.

You sat across from him, his eyes flitting up to meet yours occasionally, and soon enough, Felix's parents came down, settling regally at the heads of the table.

"So, you must be y/n, very nice to meet the girl my dearest Felix is head over heels for." Elspeth said, her voice oozing with the same elegance that her presence matched. This comment causes Felix to chuckle softly, his eyes flitting up to meet your face.

"It's very nice to meet you as well, ma'am." You say in your most polite, respectful tone, causing Felix to give you a subtle nod from across the table.

"What a polite girl, Felix, much nicer than some of the others you've brought home." Elspeth muses with a chuckle, causing Felix to grimace a bit. "Well, let us get on with dinner." She promptly says, and Felix reaches across the table to hold your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. 

Felix kept your hand in his for the rest of dinner, giving it a light squeeze whenever he noticed discomfort on your face. Eventually, the extravagant dinner slowed, coming to end.

"We're going to retire to our room." Felix announced, rising from his chair and making his way to the other side of the grand oak table to help you up and out of your chair. He takes your hand and leads you through the maze-like halls and back to your bedroom.

Once you arrive at the large bedroom, Felix sidles up behind you, wrapping his large arms around your midsection. 

"Shall we open that bottle of wine?" He whispers into your ear, low and romantic, hands roaming about your body, scrunching up the fabric around your hips until the slit shows off the lacy fabric that lies beneath. Felix pulls you with him, pushing you back so you're laid out on the soft mattress contained by the large, four post bed. He then proceeds to grab the bottle of wine, removing the cork and pouring a glass for the each of you. He hands you your own glass, then raises his in a toast. "To you, being back in my arms where you belong." He says with a smile, his large frame looming over you as he touches your glasses together in a cheers before taking a long sip, pulling away and closing his eyes, savoring the taste. You, on the other hand, take a tentative sip. You'd never been much of a fan of wine, but you figured you'd have to get use to the bitter taste this summer, considering you were also served wine with dinner. "How is it, darling?" Felix questions, returning his now-empty glass to the night stand.

"Well, I'm not much of a fan of wine, but it is quite nice." You respond before taking another tentative sip.

"Well, maybe you'd fancy sharing a blunt instead?" Felix offers with a cheeky smile, opening up a drawer on the nightstand to reveal a tin full of a couple pre-rolled blunts.

"See, now that is more my speed." You say, a smile beginning to grow on your face. Sure, Felix's obsessive tendencies were quite off-putting, but you were beginning to remember why you fell in love with him in the first place. 

"Give me a moment, my love, this isn't quite the most comfortable outfit known to man." Felix charms, stripping off his clothing until he was left in nothing but his boxers, the tanned planes of his muscular chest on display. As he began to light the blunt, you decided to follow in his path, slipping the dress off of yourself, revealing the gorgeous black silk set you'd chosen to wear beneath. Felix smiled, rubbing a hand up your leg as he takes a hit of the blunt. His eyes flutter shut as the smoke fills his lungs, then leans forward to blow it back into your awaiting mouth. Felix the settles on the bed beside you, sprawling out, passing the blunt to you.

The two of you continued like that for a while, passing the blunt back in forth in silence, occasionally shotgunning the smoke into the others mouth, until your eyelids began to feel heavy, and your body began to drift closer to his, cuddling up close to Felix's warm figure. Your eyes eventually shut, allowing Felix to bask in your presence, stroking a hand through your hair. He almost felt a little bad for it, but Felix knew you had ruined him. He knew, that you would be his for the rest of time. Whether you liked it or not.

[ananiel]

Obsessed angelico with an equally obsessed reader please

Hello hello!

Yes, i don't think i have ever done Something like this, but i love Your idea and i hope i did IT justice

Tw : yandere themes, mention of obssesion, unhealthy relathionship, arranged marriage

Read at Your own risk and for teh others, enjoy!

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It was the worst kind of announcement. Not a duel lost or a position revoked—no, far worse. Angelico Fra was to be married.

He arrived at the Pureblood Club’s east wing salon with his usual dramatic flourish—coat tossed over his shoulder, gold embroidery catching the morning light. His scowl was already pronounced.

“They’ve sold me off,” he declared, tossing himself onto the velvet chaise. “Like some crimson-stitched heirloom. An arranged marriage. To a complete stranger. A Peasent”

“Unfair!” Fred gasped, theatrically slamming his teacup.

“An outrage,” murmured George, adjusting his glasses.

Murrow offered a solemn nod. “To be tied down before courting even begins? Barbaric.”

Hoyle, ever the soft-spoken one, just tilted his head. “Is she pretty?”

Angelico scoffed. “How should I know? I haven’t met her. Apparently, her family’s name is something respected—old blood, lost favor during the wars. My father said it’s political. Peace through bonding.”

“Romantic,” George said with a yawn.

“Tragic,” Fred added.

Angelico sighed deeply, throwing an arm over his face. “I’m already preparing for a life of stiff conversation and forced dinners. I shall wither.”

The meeting was arranged at a formal estate. You were seated quietly, dressed in simple formal wear that suited your station but didn’t scream for attention. You didn’t need to. Your presence alone—calm, composed, enigmatic—drew Angelico’s eyes the moment he walked in.

You didn’t stand. You simply looked at him.

And for a moment, it was like all the noise of his complaining, the months of dramatics, the layers of pride—it all stopped.

You extended a hand without pretense. “So you’re the dramatist they’ve shackled me to.”

His brow arched. You were quick.

“And you must be the martyr of this political tragedy,” he replied, lips twitching.

The corner of your mouth curved. “If we’re both doomed, we might as well enjoy the view.”

Angelico blinked. Then he grinned.

The weeks passed. Publicly, he maintained his image with the Pureblood Club—detached, disdainful, full of sarcastic laments about ballrooms and marriage law.

But behind closed doors, things were very different.

He was infatuated.

He’d find excuses to sit beside you during council visits, to linger after dinner, to braid your hair with his long fingers, learning its texture. Your scent lingered on his coats now. He wore the pin you gave him in secret. He’d watch you from across the courtyard as you trained, pretending to read a book he held upside down.

And you… you were no less obsessed.

He was intoxicating—arrogant but thoughtful in quiet moments. Protective to a fault. Quick to anger but quicker to soften when your hand found his. You fought like fire and wind—tempestuous and impossible to smother.

One evening, after you dismissed the servants, Angelico sat beside you on the settee, a glass of dark wine untouched in his hand.

“You haven’t told anyone,” you said, resting your head on his shoulder.

“About what?” he asked lazily, his arm pulling you closer.

“That you like it. That you like me.”

He made a thoughtful sound in his throat. “Because the moment I say it aloud, Fred will make me dance at the next ball. George will write poetry. Murrow will cry. Hoyle… Hoyle will ask when the heir’s coming.”

You laughed, warm and full. “Coward.”

He looked down at you then, and whatever snide comment he planned withered on his lips.

“I adore you,” he said, finally. “I think I knew the moment you insulted me before I even said a word.”

You reached up, brushing his hair from his face. “I think I knew when you tried to hide that upside-down book.”

He kissed you like it was a vow. Like he’d been waiting through centuries for your mouth. And when the wedding came, there was no hiding it anymore.

Fred did make him dance. George wrote poetry. Murrow did cry.

And Hoyle?

Hoyle looked at the both of you under the moonlight and said simply, “I give it four months before the heir.”

Angelico rolled his eyes.

But he didn’t deny it.

[cornbread818]

Okay, thank you so much for being interested 😭 I was abit embarassed to share since I’m aware of how insane that pairing sounds! And you’re not wrong for thinking that since originally it was made as a joke, but overtime I got attatched and realised how much potential it has. But then one has to ask, “How did the joke develop?” Well, since Alex is usually either shipped with Dolly or Billy I thought it would be funny if those three were in a polycule so I called the trio Dollabill (Dolly x Alex x Billy) — very clever, yes.

I thought about it some more then realised in order to make a polycule work all members must be involved, so suddenly I had to consider what Dolly and Billy’s dynamic would be. I considered it so hard that I eventually dropped Dollabill as a whole and fixated on only Bido (Billy x Dolly).

⚠️ Personal interpretations, widowhood, loss, toxic dynamic

As for how I think it would work?… The way I always envisioned the ABiBaZ x BBEG crossover to develop is similar to how the popular “Well-Made Win” from DnB Popcorn Edition wrote it. It takes place some time after the fall of Alex’s college, where a newly-healed Alex has figured out how to leave his dimension after being sealed inside by Olivia. He leaves the college in search for new territory and stumbes upon Billy’s hotel/house. This is where the similarities with Well-Made Win end. Alex starts to target Billy and Billy being freaked out calls for a demon exorcist, this exorcist is revealed to be Olivia and her assistant, Dolly — I won’t talk about my Olivia here, but if you are interested just ask!

Now having to work together to contain such a dangerous demon, Billy & Dolly are forced to bond together. With that context out of the way, let’s skip to when they’re actually intimate.

Bad news: The whole relationship is a rebound. For Dolly it is a rebound for her grief with Alex’s death; for Billy it is a rebound for his grief with his Old Friend’s disappearance. I imagine that Dolly was drawn to Billy because of this caring paternal softness that he developed from raising a son as both parental roles. But not only that, there was an even more alluring bait: The chance to be relied on.

Dolly, despite all her good qualities, is quite selfless in a selfish way. She wanted to help Alex, but she also wanted the validation that came with helping him. She wanted to be wanted by someone and one of the most powerful ways of gaining that was through dependency. But to justify this she burdens herself with having to “take responsibility” for this dependency by doing her best to ensure that Alex will be happy. This is why Alex’s death impacted her so heavily, of course she is responsible for it, but her perception of that “responsibility” is skewed. She was responsible for turning Alex into an addict for comfort, but not for his suicide. This leads us to Billy, widowed father with self-destructive tendencies but puts up a proffesional suave facade to retain his good image and reaffirm his sanity. Target Detected. Go for his heart.

Now what about Billy?! This will be tricky to explain since you’re not familiar with BBEG, but for sake of simplicity I will pretend you do then answer whatever questions you have. Billy was drawn to Dolly because of her resillience, what a tragic history involving grief and mistreatment; a battle against the literal and figurative demons, yet despite all this she is still so compassionate and kind. This results in her being really good at caring and handling his son, which shot her up like 3 places on Billy’s teirlist. Aside from admiration there is of course, the hidden selfishness: She is good at caring for him. Not dealing with him, caring.

Billy loved his old friend/girlfriend, but being thrust into the limelight at an age where he was mentally vulnerable negatively impacted his development. Bearing this sudden responsibility to become “well-made” he became obssesed with image, and the idea that everything in life needed to be well-made. That included not just himself but also his friends, his family, his job, his everything. The praise he received for being so “well-made” was addicting, especially since growing up he didn’t have a stable source of affection — dead family, military orphanage. The only time he had one was with Old Friend, but now she’s gone and someone needs to fill that void.

Enter Dolly, an intelligent, compassionate and strong woman with an almost religious devotion to maintaining order and happiness. Target Detected. Go for her eyes.

It also definitely helps that there was already a pre-established kinship:

Both are non-human — Doll & Robot.

Both have difficulty expressing their feelings because of physical and emotional reasons — Dolly has the ability to make facial expressions at the price of her face fallinh apart. So her mouth is constantly sewn together. She is also in denial of her negative traits which doesn’t allow her to process her feelings accurately; Billy is robot who is capable of expressing emotion but chooses not to, to maintain the facade. So he uses the “Non-Emotional Creature’s” powers to nullify his feelings. He is very self-aware of his actions to the point he is terrified of himself.

Both rebounded with a carbon copy fake — Realex & Faklex; Old Friend & Girlfriend.

Yeah uh, I am very tired _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): I hope you enjoy my long explanation.

Billy is a robot; Dolly is a doll. I’m sorry, the heterosexuality is getting to me, not trying to convert you to Bido or anything but… *grips your shoulder*

where is this ship even stemming from I am genuenly curious

and get out of here with that straight stuff/jjjjjj joke

[canirove]

Meu Amor | Chapter 1

Summary: "I don't have time for boys, Taylor. Especially not football players. I want to make the most of this opportunity. Who knows the doors it can open for me."

"The ones of Rúben Dias' house are already open" she says with a smirk.

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When an unexpected promotion at your job as a journalist for Sky Sports, may end up not only changing your professional life, but also your personal one.

Author's note: I got the inspiration for this story while watching a basketball game and seeing a Spanish journalist who is married to one of the players. She has to work during many of his games, sometimes even having to interview him, and both of them always are super profesional.

The idea of writing it with Rúben is all thanks to my friend Ana (hi 👋🏻), who has been obssesed with him since the end of last season, and sending me photos and videos daily. You can thank her for it 😅

Thank you very much for reading, and I hope you like it! 💜

Next chapter

Masterlist

“Ok, guys. I’ve got good news and bad news. Where should I start?”

“Bad news always first.”

“John had a fall last night while training, injured his knee pretty badly, and will be out for the rest of the year.”

“Oh my God, is he alright?”

“He is in a lot pain, but he is having surgery today. He told me not to worry, that he will be fine. But as much as it sucks, his bad news lead us to the good ones. One of you will be covering for him, and the lucky one is… Taylor!”

“Me? But what about Manu? Shouldn’t he be the one covering for John since he is his assistant?” Taylor asks.

“I was going to tell you once he came back from his holidays, but nevermind. He has accepted an offer to join the Champions League team. It’s less work, and that way he can help at home.”

“So that means that Taylor and I are the new John and Manu?” I ask.

“Exactly. Congratulations girls! Your first game will be the Manchester derby. Hope you enjoy it!”

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“Relax, girl. We’ll be ok and totally nail this, trust me” Taylor says, putting a hand on my leg and trying to make it stop moving.

“Oh, I’m not nervous. Well, maybe a bit. What I am the most, is excited” I reply. We are finally doing pitch side work, and I can’t wait.

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I finished my journalism degree two years ago. While most people knew the field they wanted to work in, I wasn’t sure, I liked too many things. But one day, after seeing a female journalist covering a football game, I said to myself: maybe I can do that too. I sent a curriculum to Sky Sports, and God knows why and how, they called me back.

I expected to spend most part of my time doing things for others, from getting coffees to ordering files. Just as you see on movies. But to my surprise, they had me join the Premier League team as an assistant.

During my first year, I helped transcribing the notes others took during games, turning them into articles for the website. They were articles about the smaller teams, those only their fans care about, but I was writing and my name was there.

One day, one of the guys I worked with had to cover for someone from the Big 6 team, aka, the most important clubs in the country, the ones everyone watched on tv. It was a Manchester United – Liverpool, and we weren’t watching it from home. We were at the stadium, sharing our spot with journalists from all around the country, seeing it all first hand. And I fell in love with it. This was what I wanted to do. To actually live the games and share that with those at home.

For some reason, Taylor read the article I wrote that day, asked around… And the following week I was working as her assistant and becoming part of the Big 6 team. I wasn’t writing anymore, but just being by her side during meetings and helping wherever I was needed, was enough. An all this was finally paying off, making me go back to Manchester and to the actual pitch side.

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“I’m going to the bathroom before we start. Can you make sure everything is ready and that no one ruins our spot?” Taylor says.

“Sure, don’t worry.”

We are at the Etihad, Manchester City’s stadium, the game starting in 20 minutes. The players are already warming up, and Taylor should be doing her live in just a bit. After that, we’ll stay close to the benches, taking notes during the game, reporting back during the halftime, and doing the interviews once the game is over.

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“Taylor, where are you?” I mutter, checking my watch for the 10th time since she left. If she doesn’t come back soon, she’ll miss the live.

As I turn back to look at the pitch and make sure that everything is alright, I see a guy just in the middle of our set. Great.

“Excuse me, sir” I say, walking towards him. “This is a tv set, you can’t be here.”

Nothing, he doesn’t move. He is typing on his phone, the world around him gone. I let out a sigh and try to talk to him again, this time closer. He is way taller than I expected, and his back is huge. Like two times mine. No, maybe three.

“Sir. Sir, this is a tv set, you must move” I say, raising my voice. But nothing. “Sir, please” I say again, touching his arm. Even though he is wearing a jacket, I can feel his bicep. And just as his back, it is huge.

“Oh, hi” he says, starting to turn to look at me.

“Hi, sorry” I say, my hand staying on his arm for longer than it should have. “This is a tv set and we should be having a live any minute now. You must move somewhere else.”

“Yes, yes, I’m very sorry” he replies, his eyes fixed on me.

“Ok, thank you” I say, clearing my throat. Why is he looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?

“Mr. Dias, hello!” Taylor says behind me. Finally! “Such a pity that you aren’t able to play today.”

“Yeah, I know. But please, I already told you. Call me Rúben” he says. Do these two know each other?

“Yes, my bad. Sorry. Could we get you for a halftime interview? Are you watching the game from the VIP area or here next to the bench?” Taylor asks him.

“Yes, of course. And I was going to watch it from upstairs, but I’ve changed my mind” he says, looking at me.

“Oh, great. Then if they give us green light, we’ll see you later.”

“Looking forward to it” he smiles.

“Who was that?” I ask Taylor as I watch him leave. Though before he completely disappears among the crowd, I see him turning around to look back at me, giving me another intense look from head to toe, one that makes me blush a bit. Or a lot.

“Rúben Dias.”

“That’s him?”

“Of course that’s him! You are the most thorough person I know, you check every single detail, and you didn’t recognize him? Him? Last season’s best player?”

“You know Manchester City isn’t my cup of tea” I shrug.

“And Chelsea isn’t mine and I still know all their players faces. Anyway, you should start to pay more attention to him. You’ve definitely caught his” Taylor winks.

“Me? What? No!”

“He only had eyes for you! And he looked at you on purpose when he said that he had changed his mind about from where he was going to watch the game.”

“That was just a coincidence.”

“That was not a coincidence and you know it.”

“That… Ugh, Taylor, we are here to work, not to flirt with players. And we have a live in…” I say, checking my watch “2 minutes! C’mon, we need to get ready!

“Fine, fine” she says, rolling her eyes.

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“He fancies you.”

“Taylor, please don’t start again. My head hurts” I say, closing my eyes and trying to find a comfortable position on my seat. We still have an hour left until the train makes it to London, and a nap would do me wonders.

“But it is the truth! He is super serious with his job, something he has in common with you. And he always gives his 100% and puts all his focus on it, even if he isn’t playing. But today? Today he couldn’t stop looking to the side, to where you were. And during the game, I also caught him looking at you a few times.”

“He was just probably looking at the pitch, at his teammates.” Though I must say I also looked at him a few times, and he wasn’t paying attention to the game. He was looking at us. At me.

“Seriously, girl. One of the hottest guys on the Premier League only had eyes for you today. You should be ecstatic!”

“I don’t have time for boys, Taylor. Especially not football players. I want to make the most of this opportunity. Who knows the doors it can open for me.”

“The ones of Rúben Dias’ house are already open” smirks.

“I’m serious, Taylor. You’ve been working for longer than a decade. I haven’t. I need this to work out.”

“I know. And I’m sorry. I promise I won’t play matchmaker anymore and will focus on our job. Unless he sends me a dm asking me for your number or something. That’s the only exception.”

“Fine” I say, giving up. “You need to tell me how you two met, tho.”

“We’ll leave that story for another day. Now try to rest, I’ll wake you up when we make it back to London.”

And as I close my eyes and try to sleep, my mind chooses to relive everything that has happened today. Especially the moments that involve him. Rúben Dias.

[dreamii-yume]

Well i'm thinking about Izana kurokawa ,he's was very obssesed with Shin back then.

or Mitsuya takashi , a loving bro but better not make him angry.

or Haitani bro, just love the idea of reader being the older sister and Ran and Rin jump on her to take care of their needs 'cause it's her job🫡

MMGH Finally someone is talking about Tokyo Revengers in my inbox 😩 Warning : This might contain some slight spoilers for the manga ♥︎ Though I might even say things wrong cause it’s been a long while since I read it

Izana was fucking crazyy in the manga ☠️ I feel like a younger sibling Darling fits him so much, like—When he was in the orphanage or something, he would’ve probably been mad protective of them because their the only ones he had left. He might raise them purposely clueless about the world, so that they would have no one else to rely on but him lol He might even use violence (like Taiju) as a way of discipline, like physically hurting them and give them permanent scars to discourage them from disobeying him again. He’s the perfect Menhera Yandere Big Brother—The “I will hurt you and myself if you don’t listen to what I say” kind of manipulative.

Mitsuya was my best boi in the series, I mean—He’s handsome, husband-material, gentle but really tough?? 😭😭 What more would you want from a man, but yeah, one of his main characteristic is that he’s a really talented big bro. BUT—But, what if he had an older sibling? Or even more, like a twin? Just a sibling close to his age that he can share his burdens and relate with, because they basically became the substitute parents for their younger sisters even at a young age…and he starts to actually take that kind of pretend family seriously?? Like, he’s now treating Darling like a stay-at-home wife, giving them kisses, and sleeping in the same bed as them 🫠✨ and when Darling is kinda creeped out and tells him to stop—Haha, well, yeah…Mitsuya doesn’t really look nice when he’s mad lol I hope you like breeding, honey~

The Haitani Brothers…Well, um—I’m not really a fan of them, not because I don’t like them but because I personally don’t think they had that much screen time for me to actually know them in a deeper level? Like, they’re stylish and strong, pretty nasty and…That’s it, right? They’re not really someone I’d fuck around with, although they are indeed, very pretty ✨ At this point the sinfics about them have more lore than their actual lore ☠️ BUT I do agree that them having an older sibling that they are obsessed with for the wrong reasons is magnificent 😋😋 They were very close when they were young, poor Big sibling did everything they can to raise their brothers properly but along the way—They’re just…naturally unhinged and they couldn’t really do anything about it. They try to tell the brothers to stop their gang activities, they’re worried because it’s dangerous, only to find themselves at the brothers’ mercy ☠️

[moxfirefly]

So an ask @teenage-mutant-ninja-freak got really has me thinking. So I’m hoping on the train and giving my own two cents on the guys with an s/o who’s ovulating and what goes down.

@tmntspidergirl did her own version so give it a looksie and some love!!

Liste my peeps, wow, what y’all getting yourselves into

Donnie KNOWS, ok and it’s not just cause he’s the smarty pants of it. You once told him when you were on your period and boy just made the calculations and knows when the next cycle happens

But here’s the thing, the little issue. The first time you spend a week with him post menstruation and ovulating?

You know somethings off with him. He’s acting all off and he’s so grabby with you especially in public (like in front of his brothers) I mean this man is straight up making you sit on his lap, he’s pawing at you and when did he become ok with kissing you like t h a t in front of people?

Don’s a private lad when it comes to you and his alone time

But he’s got you pinned against the sink one night while you were doing the dishes. And he’s so tall like when he leans down and nuzzles your ear and inhales the life out of you when he noses your hair the shivers my dudes

‘I wanna put a baby in you’ he whispers against your ear

Well you just broke Leo’s tea mug

‘Excuse me??’ You try to turn your head but he presses you hard against the sink and his hands slide to your stomach

‘You heard me’ and it’s such a territorial tone like you have to make sure this isn’t Raph and some fever dream. But not it’s Donnie, your big lovable nerd and why are you so for this idea all of a sudden?????

Let’s just say when you end up in his bed, Donnie absolutely railing the life out of you. Not once, not twice but an amount that leaves you so close to drunk on your own dopamine that you’ve forgotten how to speak properly

You don’t question when this large fucking terrapin is holding your legs to your chest after spilling himself in you.

He’s breathing so hard, sweaty and grinning ‘Don’t move love, keep all of me in you’

You nod breathlessly not even registering what he’s just said but boy do you not move an inch until he tells you that you can

Drunk Drunk Drunk off your scent

I can’t even begin to explain

He’s in a stupor almost

Mikey.exe has stopped working

He’s lowkey confused tbh like yes you’re hot but f u c k what is it about today that has you so HOT™️

He’s so transfixed by you that you gotta ask

‘Ok do I have something on my face? Is there a stain on my shirt??’

Mikey is just eying you up and down and shakes his head

He scoots closer to you and he’s not rocking that goofy smile. He’s legit studying you. It’s so bizarre seeing him so hyper focused and serious.

And obviously you’re somewhat alarmed when he straight up starts sniffing you

Your neck, your shoulders, your chest

When he starts trailing down your stomach and you’re alarmingly looking around the living room cause MIKEY PEOPLE

It takes all of your resolve and actual praying when he just straight up buries his face in your clothes crotch and the ‘holy shiiiiiit’ and full body shudder that leaves him to not moan out into the open living room

The movie is background noise at this point and whatever has taken over your orange clad boyfriend is somewhat worrisome but not at all un welcomed

Especially when you find yourself trying to muffle your noises because Mikey had straight up slide you down the makeshift couch and onto the floor. Crawled over you and begged to be inside of you

Begged, like he was going to die if this didn’t take place immediately

It’s so not you and his usual style, there isn’t the usual flirting and playful dirty talk Mikey gives you. He straight up telling you that he will Protect you, if anybody goes near you or tries something against you, omg they gonna be d-e-a-d. This lad has never been this serious.

He’s promising you everything. You’re his, and he is yours.

‘Your my mate baby, you’re my mate oh god’ and how is such a simple word turning you into actual goo??

My condolences to your cervix seriously bro r.i.p pour one out for that homie

But here’s the thing and ima do it to y’all

Sub!Leo has entered the chat

This is a time period you must take full advantage that he’s not gonna lowkey embarrassed about his subby tendencies

He’s ready for you to boss him, use him, make him beg and plead for you

All with the most stupidfied and endearing precious look on his face

So obviously you’re convinced that maybe he’s having one of those days™️ cause Leo has days where he needs to to take over (we can delve into that subject later my dudes)

And in this state he’s been all afternoon while visiting you has been weird but naturally y’all end up in the bedroom

And you end up riding him (which he absolutely fucking loves when he’s being a freaking sub)

And god he’s so mesmerized with your hips tonight, grabbing them. Pushing you harder down on him (because he’s allowed per your commands) he wants to bury himself so painfully in you, he’s a man possessed about it

He begs for it, begs for you to allow him to push into you more and more ‘please please’ he says and he looks like he’ll go mad if he doesn’t

So you allow him to switch you guys up

He’s on top but he’s still not running the show

‘You’re so good baby- fuck Lee yes yes’ and he is hiiiiigh of that and your scent how are you smelling this good, feeling this good? It’s more than the usual senses that he’s experienced with you

And I hope you don’t become a complete puddle when this lad starts pleading

Pleading™️

Fearless Leader himself yes you heard it here first folks

He’s pleading to cum inside of you, an absolute mess, he wants to mate with you, he wants to make you round with his child. He wants all of this only if only you allow it

He coos just how beautiful and glowing you would look and wow does the very thought of it make his thrust so pathetically sloppy

You’ve never felt so empowered then watching Leo cum completely undone and bury himself so far in you unwilling to pull out because he wants every last drop in you

‘I’m yours, I’m yours...please have me’ he sounds almost drunk

You hold him so close, kiss all up on him and tell his trembling self you’ll gladly carry half of him and you inside of yourself

Your legs have left the chat

You don’t know what being vertical means

Hi possessive Raph™️

Hi territorial Raph™️

The only time on the clock is baby making time

He is living, breathing and eating up your scent

Hooked on it, that shit is a drug to him and if you think his sex drive was high before

R.I.P to you my friend

This man isn’t letting you leave the bed unless it’s for a bathroom break and some Gatorade and a protein bar

No area is safe in your house. He is going to fuck you in every part, against and/or on any possible surface

It’s just a primal lightbulb turned on to the brightest setting in his head

All he knows is that he has to mate you, mark you and knock you up

All his dirty talk is focused on knockin you up. He wants to make a mother out of you, he wants you big and round with his child

And it ain’t gonna be one 😅

Big bara wants a bunch and he’s gonna do everything in his ability to give you a good amount in the first round

Seriously I fear for your well-being

But you’re absolutely OBSSESED with this side of him 🥴

[loneworldgazer]

Teams Seeing Their Manager In A Maid Outfit

teams: seijoh x gen!reader, inarizaki x gen!reader

requests are open???

i forgot to say this was inspired by @luvbub 's manager in bunny suit hcs, i love her headcannons 💖💖

Seijoh

i've been trying to think what kind of maid outfit y/n would wear- UGH

like do vines wrap around their arms to represent plants- IDK SJBEK

but tbh you would rock a crown on your head and a maid outfit as well

it was embarassing, to prance around in a poofy maid dress that's why you're stuck in the clubroom, not ready to skip around with your maid dress

ah yes, you regretted having friends as they dared you to wear a maid outfit till the end of practise

what's annoying you is that the crown on your head keeps slipping so it rolled off when you wanted to get up and face the team in your maid outfit

it rolled and stopped at someone's feet and you slapped a hand over your mouyh and darted your eyes immediately to whoever it was and it was oikawa.. AND THE WHOLE TEAM- WHAT

"and why is our manager in a maid outfit?" oikawa snickered and iwaizumi crossed his arms but he can't hide his obvious staring even if he tried to

"it was a dare.. sorry to keep everyone waiting, i know i'm like 5 minutes late" you bowed to apologize and yahaba had a nosebleed when the skirt hikes up to reveal your thighs in those cute thigh highs you were wearing

you walked past everyone, grabbing your crown and kept your head up to assert dominance but you did not when you especially look adorable with your cheeks puffed out

kunimi couldn't stop staring and he was aware that he was suppose to stop

yahaba's still recovering from his nosebleed

kindaichi just watched your movements, how your shoes made clicking noises when you walk, your flimsy skirt and the crown that was tilting back

watari respects women, so he shifted his eyes to his feet so he wouldn't think about anything else

you still were pissy about oikawa's comment earlier and you shot him a death stare at him (which made chills run down the first and second's years spines and made oikawa twitch as well as kyoutani even though the stare wasn't to him)

oikawa: hey cutie, can-

you: *hisses*

the other third years couldn't take you seriously, you look like you didn't belong in the school but rather a dress up party just somewhere NOT at school

you look like a lost maid cafe worker in a club of sweaty boys playing volleyball

the meme team couldn't stop poking fun at you, iwaizumi jut ignored you but he just couldn't help but let go of his tough demeanor when anyone calls you and the skirt would swish around

(except you knew makki and mattsun was just playing with you so you didn't give them the satisfaction and turn around)

oikawa: i'm sorry y/n!!!

you: i'm being petty, go away

makki: just one picture y/n!!!

you: you also shut up, *fixes your crown*

since you didn't pay attention to oikawa's begging for forgiveness ghat means your full attention was on the clock and when it was time, you ran to the changing room and immediately got in your school uniform

still ignoring oikawa, you had an idea

you: hey can you two-

makki and mattsun: yes, royalty?

you: shut it, anyway *pspspspspsps*

the day ended with you complementing oikawa in your maid dress that barely fit him and mattsun and makki managed to snap a few pictures embarass him

little did you know, mattsun manage to snap pictures of YOU and they're probably gonna edit you two working in a maid cafe or something

(wait LMAO wat if they two idiots decided to do posters of them, stuck it around school and make oikawa suffer with his crowd of fangirls thinking there was an actual cafe of him and y/n JSGSKDBKD)

Inarizaki

you didn’t wanna go in but your friends were ready to kick you into the gym if you keep complaining about their idea

you were wearing fox ears and a tail representing the team and you tried punching your friends from opening the gym doors but once managed to slide the door open and kicked you in 

you fumbled around with your maid dress and you were still when you heard kita 

“y/n, why are you in a maid dress?”

c h a o s

were they complimenting you or giving you snarky comments cause you can’t hear anymore 

probs both but you coughed dryly and loudly to get their attention 

“listen i know i look ridiculous right now but-” chaos erupted again just to tell you, you looked perfectly fine 

“SHUT IT, i know i look like this due to a dare but don’t let me distract you. now get back to practise,” you clapped multiple times to get their attention back to what they’re doing

you looked too sweet to not comment about, your drooping fox ears and your fox tail that swishes when you got up from the bench to pick up the paper you dropped from the pile of paperwork you had next to you 

how innocent you looked when on a daily basis, you would bite off any of the boys’ heads if they said anything inappropriate about what you’re wearing

break!! 

osamu sat down next to you pulling out something from his bad and atsumu kept flirting with you, telling you how you could be their ‘school mascot’ 

“i don’t want your fangirls to bite my head off” you objected to his pervy request and looked away from his indecent staring and smirk from playing with your fox ears and looked at osamu who had onigiri out

“i made carrot onigiris” you sighed dreaming, making osamu smirk at his brother that was shaking his fist 

“bunny maid..” aran looked at kita when he wiped the sweat off his hands and hummed in confusion

 aran saw you eating onigiri and thought how perfect it would be if your fox ears would twitch indicating your liking of osamu’s onigiris and he smiled to that thought 

“sorry ignore me, that slipped out,” kita apologized when he had said his thoughts, he just wondered how it would look if you dressed up as a bunny maid instead 

he would remember this when he has to feed his grandma’s bunnies

(i’m sorry but the thought of kita softly looking at a pile of bunnies make me a a a a a aa)

suna would pull on your tail and you look at him with your glare and pull back your tail from his hand  and he managed to snag a pic of your pout and your embarassing appearance 

suna and atsumu is obssesed with how you looked, they would play with your ears for hours to annoy you

atsumu: hehe fox tail fox tail

y/n: h *bites him*

suna: 🚶‍♀️

finally, you could go home now 

you walked with akagi and osamu since they haven’t annoyed you yet

“hey y/n, are you going home in that?” akagi murmured, scared you’ll get in trouble 

“ my so called friends took my clothes so i’m going to one of their houses” 

“you could go home with me and show off that maid dress you got on~”

you should’ve known they’re equally as worse 

but akagi said that in a rather cheeky tone while osamu said that with s m u g painted on his tone 

y/n: you live in the same house as atsumu and akagi, no-

and you ran before any of them commented 

[owlyspirit]

I thought I could just show you guys my current progress for my designs (not final) for my Detective!Dream vs Gentleman Thief!Techno AU I need a better name for that if you know of something shoot it my way lol

Also sorry for my very half baked drawings

Description and my first unfleshed ideas will be under the cut

Basic idea is that Techno is a famous thief that gets hunted by the very well known private Detective Agency called “The Dream Team Agencies”

Dream is a quick thinker and very good at parkouring and is therefore the only person that can keep up with Techno half the time.

Sapnap while also having a good head on his shoulders tends to be more the muscle and supports Dream to the best of his abilities.

While George can seem like his head is often in the clouds or even slow when it comes to connecting the dots he is really good at finding clues and carries around with him a ton of equipment that helps him in that endeavour.

Phil helps Techno out by providing technology and gear ( @peppsta came up with that so credit to her) For example the cape is strengthened with wire and other cloth that enables Techno to glide in the air (think Elytra)

Dream is especially so obssesed with catching Techno since he was the only person throughout his whole career that managed to shake him off and mislead him.

Both hold a lot of respect for each other but whenever the two do get in a fight or Dream runs after the fleeing Techno, they will throw insults at each other

Dream is known for working overtime and falling asleep in the office of the agency so Techno once made the joke that he is in truth homeless which is now a joke everyone around Dream won’t stop letting die off.

Dream once asked Techno why he was doing this but he only replied with “Because it’s the only thing I’m good at” Dream suspects it’s at best a half truth

More on the meta side I’m mostly not happy with George’s design so that will change a lot over time but that’s my first “official” version! Would love to hear what your thoughts is on that or if you have any feedback for me since I have never done anything like it :]

Also tagging @crowcris since they asked me to do so I hope you are okay with this! 

[broxklynn]

The End Of My Candy Love

Warning!

Alright, so. This post will contain a lot. First of all, it's gonna be really sloppy. I'm very emotional person and I easily get attached to games, movies and stuff. I know it's a bit weird, but yeah, I'm a weird person. Anyway, that's why there's a warning: there's gonna be a lot of sloppiness, grammar mistakes (at least I think so, specially since english isn't my native languange) and it's probably going to be long. So, if you're intrested in reading my thoughts about everything - good luck.

First Adventure

I first heard about "My Candy Love" in 2015, six years ago. So, I was basically a baby (I'm pretty young). And I started playing a year after, I got totally obssesed with Lysander and I fell in love, seriously, haha. I was into writing back then, but I couldn't find any ideas on "what to write?" and MCL gave me just that - inspiration (that's most likely why I'm just a romance freak).

My Story

You know, I was a child so I couldn't really pay for AP, but I always found some kind of way to get them. But then I got my phone I just used money from that, geez, I was nuts. The old AP system was so iconic, looking for Nathaniel, finding Kiki, I'm gonna miss it.

Anyway, I got along with Castiel pretty well (which suprises me 'cause I found about walkthroughs in 2017, like year after, so maybe it was because I was a brat?), but I adored Lysander. Oh, I also loved Ken (I was so sad when he went away) and Nathaniel. After I met Armin, I liked him too.

Again, being a child and playing a game like this I came across all diffrent kinds of emotions. I was laughing, crying, dying from embaressment (this thing with Nath and locker room, aaa) and getting seriously mad (Deborah's arc, Priya, Charlotte). I remember impatiently waiting for new episode to come out or crying my eyes out during Lysander's amnesia plot. Jesus. I loved the way Castiel was teasing Candy, I loved this cute-clumsy Kentin, I loved the old Nathaniel, I loved Armin and most of all - I loved my precious Lysander. I adored the interactions between characters, how funny or cringy they were and how much fun I had. I even like this secret-dating plot even when it got on my nerves. I still remember staying up late to watch videos like "lysander illustrations" and stuff. I also really enjoyed reading MCL manga and I spent hours trying to translate it from Spanish to English or my native languange (funfact: I still haven't finished it! I don't know where to find those mangas) or trying to draw something from the game up ending up terribly failing. Anyway, I was crying during the prom thing, my Candy was so grown-up, I got emotional, haha. So, 40 episode came in. I was pretty excited 'because, me, being extremely naive (I got to say, I've never had a problem with Beemoov before, I started playing MCL in 2016 and Eldarya in 2017, so there were no major issues with them, only the price of PA, I think) thought that my Lysander is going to propose (I was a child, ok?) and maybe, there's going to be a second season with us living together. Haha, how naive I was. Whole episode 40, really got me tearing up, I was a wreck, seriously (When Kentin couldn't take Candy's bra off I lost it or this whole ananas thing in Castiel's route, omg). But I finished it feeling happy. I truly enjoyed spending my time on this game. But, then this whole university thing came out. And the fact, that Lysander, Armin and Kentin won't be with us foe the next season. I spent entire vacation crying (I was a kiddo, ok?) and being mad at everyone. I felt like I got robbed. It was horrible.

"A New Chapter"

I was one of these people who just couldn't accept the change. Not in the world. Never. They stole my Lysander, Kentin and Armin from me and changed AP system to some kind of bullshit. God, I was mad. Really mad. Seeing Castiel was quite nice, but I didn't fill the void of my baby. But, oh, my, God. When I saw Nathaniel I just couldn't believe. I said I was mad? Then I was furious. I really liked the old Nathaniel, he had his own vibe, his backstory, his character and it was just, damn, amazing. But they changed him completely, for what? They wanted the second Castiel? Yeah, they got it. Priya as a love interest was quite a good move, tho. I even though I didn't like her (in highschool or in university) I liked the idea of adding a female interest. But the thing that hurted me, was the fact that Lysander was taking care of the farm. Like, no! He didn't want that. He didn't like the countryside. He had such a potential to become a author and Beemoov didn't let him. God, that broke my heart. Anyway, I didn't spent a single penny on MCLUL, but I have to say - I kinda enjoyed it. You know, it was the guily-pleasure kind of thing. I didn't like it as much as I liked highschool, but there were some good or funny moments. I loved Rayan's kiss scene. I adored Chani. Or Hyun making us watch "Toy Story". Nathaniel's ulgy green hair or all these crazy threesomes. I liked it. Kinda. I hated Nath tho. The ending, hm, it was okay, I guess? I do feel sort of nostalgic thinking about it 'cause I got some nice memories from it, in the end. But yeah, going on.

Love Life

Oh. My. Lord. I was so sceptical about it. Like, I was sure that, at this point they're going to do "My Candy Love Mid-Life Crises" next or some other shit. But in the end, I "kinda" like it. It wasn't good like highschool or fresh like university, but I was nice to see new chapters with our annoying-cringy Candy, that I love (btw, I started playing other otome games and I realized that Candy wasn't that bad). Meeting Eric was nice, even tho, this whole cheating plot really got me ragging. Like, damn, Beemoov, seriously? And if you going this, why not with old LIs? Just kidding. Anyway, I truly enjoyed meeting Dan and Eric, the two of them were quite a characters. I won't forget them, hah. I was happy with single ending, 'cause I think about it as a "open ending" when my Candy can go back to my baby and everything's going to be alright.

Regrets & Complaints

Now, now. Where do I start? AP system was a freaking nightmare. Replacing old Nathaniel with some kind of weird Castiel was a nightmare. Removing Lysander, Nathaniel, Armin and Kentin was a nightmare. Not finishing plots was a nightmare. And why in the whole Love Life I haven't seen Amber once? Why Alexy never mentioned Evan like they're not brothers? Why Castiel doesn't care that I was dating his bestfriend? And why, in the world, after changing the system finding Kiki is so damn easy? Why AP is so expensive? So many questions!

All The Good Times

But, I got to say. I will never forget this bitchy Castiel, cookie-monster Ken following us around. Or cute Nathaniel. Castiel buying Candy some kind of weird McDonald's. Or Lysander's parents exposing him having crush on Candy. Or seeing Kentin kissing Amber (ew). This super akward-funny sex ed lesson. Deborah's arc and losing my shit over it. Or Thomas (this weird child) stalking my Candy and her LI in the park. And Lysander asking us how to hide a body, aaa. Or Armin telling us he loves us. Or Kentin. And Cookie ripping this huge teddybear apart. Or the water fight in Kentin’s spin off. And crushing on Alexy and later on finding out he’s gay. Or spin-the-bottle game and Lysander getting jealous. Or Dake, being a creep for entire game straight. Or guessing what was guy's surnames. And for sure, I will never forget this demonic Kiki dog.

What it worth it?

In the end, yes. Have I ever told you that I want to become a professional writer? Silly dream, I know, but writing is a huge passion of mine, and well, my first story was based off My Candy Love (it is cringy as hell, but I feel kinda nostalgic thinking about it). All these years spending on playing game that I wasn't supposed to be playing was amazing. It was one of the best experiences I had in life and I will never, ever forget that.

What now?

Well, Beemoov is working on a new game and I'm kinda optimistic. I know, it's really naive of me, but I want to believe that they won't f*ck this up, this time. And going back to Sweet Amoris, well, I truly missed this place! And the teachers... And Kiki. I wonder, when it will be released and will Beemoov finally open up about telling us surnames and ages of love interests. Anyway, I want to believe they learnt from their mistakes.

In the end. Thank you, My Candy Love, for creating so many memories. I will be forever grateful. 

(I just re-read this post and it seems like I have really love-hate relationship with this game)

[rerorero-rero-rero]

I had an idea.

Ok, yesterday, during the awaiting for the launch of chaoter 2 of Deltarune, i got bored and began thinking nonseses and since YourBoyfriend Game has been my latest obssesion, somehow, my braing brought Junji Ito's Tomie to the mix.

Aight, Tomie has this "come-closer-to-me" aura and every man she enchantes, eventually feels the need of cutting her to pieces (so she can regenerate over and over again and never die). Hipothetically Speaking, if Peter saw her, ok, the same thing would happen; he stalks her for a while and then the whole "Hello i'm you boyfriend" thing.

Tomie is very perceptive so she would already know that someone is stalking her, well, not stalking as it is but she already would have an idea that someone is watching so she wouldn't really overreact when Peter first approaches her (look i know that, until now, this sounds more like a shower made up story but please keep reading) because she already has an idea on what's going on.

Moving fast forward to the tought i had.

Eventually, Peter decides to do that thing where he cuts us our leg but, after throwing away Tomie's, her leg starts regenerating thanks to the organic materia that it finds wherever Peter had throw it. Psychotic-Golfball-boy is smart but there would be no way he knows that Tomie is like a Starfish.

The leg is a New Tomie now while this other Tomie starts showing signs of regenerating her own leg with the little organic things she can find in a basement. Peter is freaked out when, one day out of his house, he finds Tomie just being herself with another guy. He notices she has her two legs so he leaves whatever he might be doing and goes back home to see what on earth was going on and asks Tomie if she has a twin. She says no and the day goes on.

Peter is shocked af when he sees Tomie's leg back and full on place because he cut from the knee and below, he cut bone that is now back in place. He has no idea how but he cuts her again, and again and again and eventually, again in a day out, he sees a girl really similar to Tomie... later on, another one, and another one from all the time he cut on a leg, there was another Tomie, with her same haircut and her same mole under her left eye. He runs back home and hugs Tomie and reassures her that he has only eyes for her and blah blah blah psycho stuff.

[girlwithwolftatoo]

How would the Parent Courtiers react to their child getting hurt physically by an accident? (Like slipped and fell down the stairs or something like that) (I love your btw! ❤)

Soft content with courtiers for anon!

Vulgora:

*Life is a risk, carnal, that’s their personal mantra, so is pretty posible the accident happens during their time with their child doing “rowdy and smashing” stuff.

*Did I mention they never hid their weapon collection despite you asked them to do it? They want their child to be as savage as their... uh... parent.

*But everything is laugh and fun... until they see the little one cannot stand up and its crying silently. Pontifex approach them, demanding to know what’s wrong and... Well, this is worse than a scraped knee. 

*All of their boldness and wild attitude vanishes as they carry their injured creature back to the estate, smashing doors and demanding to see a doctor immediately, but never try to reach you because they feel a little guilty about the accident.

*They might have a long, hard time considering how careless were towards their little heir, and accepts the fact you had right when asking them to be more careful.

Valerius:

*He hates pain, or more specific, he despite feeling pain or uncomfortability, so it’s pretty ununsal watching him with his child in dangerous places, but... hey, accidents are accidents.

*One day he stares at you, carrying your child in arms and speaking sweet words to them. He approaches and... he sees their arm bleeding. You explain quickly your child fell off a tree while playing, and Consul goes... insane.

*Makes EVERYTHING to avoid a possible infection, demanding a nurse or a doctor to clean the injury in an obssesive way, and cannot help but give you a death glance. How could you put them, their firstborn and heir, in such stupid danger?

*The next days will ask every time how is the pain going to his child. Even if they answer in a positive manner, he still feels worried, but at least is less angry towards you.

*Henceforth, he will observe your play time with your child very closely... from a good distance to avoid himself being the next with a scratched arm.

Vlastomil:

*His favorite playground is the mud of his “children”, so bringing up his other child with them sounded like a good idea. In fact, he’s happy explaining the importance of worm breeding as his little child sits and pats the slimy creatures.

*Of course you disagree with that behavior but he insists everything’s under control...

*...Except is not, and in a certain time, when he wasn’t watching as carefully as he should, one of the worms bit the child’s arm and it starts bleeding profusely. Oh no oh no, he’s in trouble now.

*Will do his best to treat the wound, but he cannot stop you from noticing your child has a bandage around their arm. And though he tries to convince you it was a completely impossible accident, well, he can see in your eyes you wont believe it.

*Feels deeply sorry and forces himself, at least for a while, to play indoors and away from the worms. Is a tought sacrifice but, for you and your child, he will do anything.

Volta:

*Her place is surrounded by soft, comfy things, how can anybody get hurt in that place? Well, maybe she forgot to watch over them while she was on a trip to the kitchen for more sandwiches and then...

*A stumbling sound made her run like crazy just to see her lovely little child tripping down the stairs. For the very first time in her life she forgets about food in order to save her beloved creature, and almost ends tripping with them.

*She immediately searches for you, hoplelessly crying. “Oh, my dear MC, I’m so sorry! I misscared our baby and now they’re hurt! Oh, Volta is such a horrible mother!”

*Probably Volta needs more help than your child, they’re just a little scared and not actually hurt, but she feels so guilty she spends the rest of the day crying.

*Now, to avoid this situation to happen again, you can see Volta carrying your child in her arms everytime she goes to the kitchen.

Valdemar:

*They are not affraid of any injury... in fact, they see themselves very prepared to face any problem... which includes letting your child make a visit to “daddy/mommy’s workplace”.

*Seriously, everything is covered: bandages, antisceptic, surgery tools, snake or spider antidote...

*The difference is in the way they treat their child. You know, Valdemar can be very impersonal towards people, but not with you and your little one; they will talk nice and positive things to their child as they take care of the injury, even gives them a little dose of analgesic to kill the pain. Yes, they have now people they don’t want to suffer.

*Back to home, you see your child has a splint. Don’t worry, Valdemar will explain it to you... as they give you a comfortable massage on the back of your neck and purring. 

[zwritestuff]

Crossing All The Lines (YueKi) - One-shot

A/N: I'm trying to dip my toes in the atla fandom, and I saw that it's yueki week! I wanted to contribute with the cause, so here's a fic combining today's prompts: modern au + song fic. The fic is loosely inspired by Girls like Girls, by Hayley Kiyoko, because i was obssesed with that song wayyyy before I came out as a lesbian. Hope yall like it! Pls do tell me if they feel ooc, I'm still quite new to writing atla. ( @yuekiweek )

Summary: Yue and Suki have been best friends since they were four, and over the years, they chose each other over everyone all over again. 

[Also on AO3!]

***

For as long as they can remember, Suki and Yue have been best friends. They met through Sokka, Yue’s neighbor and son of one of her dad’s friends, when they were just four years old. 

Suki was Sokka’s play-buddy thanks to their mothers, and one day, while they were having one of their usual playdates during the weekend, Arnook came knocking at the door, asking in a very hurried manner if they could watch over Yue while he went to the hospital. Kaya hadn’t asked, but she knew it had to do with Yue’s mother, so she rushed her into the living room where Sokka and Suki were playing.

“Suki, this is Yue, my best friend!” Sokka had said, excitedly waving his arms around and pulling Yue in for a hug. Yue, shy as she always was, had blushed before muttering a “nice to meet you.”

Suki, on the other hand, had stuck up her nose, folded her arms and pouted. “I thought I was your best friend!” She said, indignantly, and Sokka hurried to clarify that she was also her best friend. Suki laughed after a second, saying it was a joke, and greeted Yue with another hug. “Do you wanna play with my dolls? They’re warriors! Just like Kyoshi, you know Kyoshi? I never miss an episode of the Kyoshi Adventures!”

Yue nodded, not talking much at first, but once Suki started to tell her about the intricate plans the evil man, represented by Sokka’s action figure, had to take down the Kyoshi warriors, Yue became a lot more talkative, voicing her concerns for the dolls’ wellbeing.

Sokka complained about being left out, because playing with dolls was “a girls thing”, but ended up participating in their games when Suki offered him to do the voice of the hero that battles with the Kyoshi warriors.

And just like that, they became inseparable.

Their friend group had a few additions over the years, and of course they appreciated Aang’s dumb jokes that only made Katara laugh, Katara’s constant invitation to her swimming competitions, Toph’s tough love, and Zuko’s theater kid antics; but Yue and Suki always chose each other, no matter what the situation was. 

Then they hit their teenage years, and Sokka asks Yue out on a date on a sunny day of Spring. Like a real date. A romantic one.

Yue says yes, and almost immediately after she crashes at Suki’s house and tells her about it. There’s silence for a long second, before Suki speaks.

“I mean, that’s great! But…”

“But?” Yue looks at her expectantly, leaning in ever so slightly.

They’re in Suki’s room, sitting under the window, and it’s starting to be warm enough for the heat to be just a notch unbearable. Or so Yue thinks.

Suki looks at her with a doubtful gaze. “Do you like Sokka? Or did you, y’know, just say yes to not make things awkward,” she asks softly, letting her hand fall on top of Yue’s.

That’s a question Yue wasn’t expecting, certainly; she thinks Sokka is cute, as everyone does, and she’s fond of him in many ways she can’t express with words, and she knows she loves him as a brother—but she hasn’t considered liking him in a romantic way until he asked her out.

So she just shrugs, “I don’t know,” she merely replies, and Suki cocks a brow, asking what she means. Yue shrugs again. “I think I could grow to like him.”

“But you don’t like him, now.” Is more of a statement than a question, but Suki adds the vocal fry nonetheless.

“Not in the way he wants me to, yet,” Yue insists, coming off a little too defensive.

There's an awkward silence hanging for a second too long, and Suki gives Yue's hand a squeeze.

“Just-- just don't hurt him, or yourself, okay?” Suki says, tentatively, carefully. And the emotion in her eyes is one Yue can't quite put a finger on.

Either way, Yue presses her forehead on Suki's shoulder, and brings her hand to her lips, leaving a soft kiss.

“I promise, Su.” 

Suki looks away, and if Yue didn't know better, she'd say her cheeks have a slight pink color. Before she gets a wrong idea ingrained in her brain, she resolves that it’s just the heat.

 ***

 Yue goes on a date with Sokka, and then another one, and another one, and who knows how many dates have they gone on when he finally asks her to be his girlfriend? Not Yue, certainly.

But Suki seems to be counting pretty closely.

“Do you think is it too soon? I mean, it hasn’t been that long,” Yue wonders aloud, laying in her bed with her head hanging upside down from the border.

“Well, it’s been three months, and you’ve been going out like three times a week—I’d say it’s fair enough,” she replies, doing her stretches before she leaves for her Karate class. 

Yue looks at her, surprised. “I didn’t know you were keeping count,” she comments, straightening up her position.

Suki once again evades her gaze, “I’m not.”

“Then why—”

“I gotta go,” Suki cuts her off, suddenly grabbing her backpack. “My mom can’t drive me, I gotta walk, I’ll text you when I’m off.” She walks up to the door, and is about to leave when she turns around, giving Yue one last look. “For what’s worth, I think you made a good decision. You and Sokka seem really happy together.”

Suki leaves the room before Yue can tell her about the awkwardness that pools in her stomach whenever she’s alone with Sokka, the unease she feels when he tries to touch her beyond holding hands, the relief she feels when they have to cancel a date; she knows these aren’t common feelings when you like someone.

She wants to believe there will be a point where she’s comfortable, that maybe her feelings are contradictory because it’s Sokka, her childhood best friend, her soul-brother.

But if that were the case, why does she crave Suki’s touch? Why does she prefer it when they’re by themselves? Why does she feel her heart skip a beat whenever Suki proposes they hang out?

Yue groans. Feelings are too confusing.

 ***

 Sokka and Yue have been a couple for a month when Sokka’s birthday comes around, and like every year he throws a party. 

Well, ‘party’ is too generous—it’s just a get-together with their close friends, food, and music a tad louder than he’s usually allowed to. Sokka insists they all have to be dressed to the nines, because it’s his eighteenth birthday and he’s now a “man.” Suki, Katara and Toph tell him, almost at the same time and with a playful eye-roll, that being eighteen doesn’t make him any less dumb.

“Why can’t you all be nice to me on my own birthday?” He complains, pulling Yue closer to him as she laughs softly, “My girlfriend is ten times better than all of you!”

Suki notices how Yue stiffens ever so slightly before easing into his embrace, albeit reluctantly. She doesn’t say anything, why would she?

So she just sits back and watches.

But the thing is, Suki knows Yue like the back of her hand, and there’s no way she doesn’t pick up on the way she leans away from Sokka whenever she gets the chance, and the smile that doesn’t reach her eyes whenever Sokka tells her he loves her.

Suki just sips on her drink, and when they disappear for what feels like forever and come back looking relieved, she doesn’t say anything. 

Not even when Yue curls up against her side for the rest of the night, and Sokka doesn’t try  to reach for her anymore.

 ***

 The next morning, when Suki goes to visit Yue, the first thing she tells her is that she broke up with Sokka last night. Suki just stares at her, wide-eyed, but it’s not like she didn’t see it coming.

“What? Why?” She asks, baffled, and Yue just shrugs.

“It wasn’t working out,” she says, flatly, like it doesn’t need much explanation. Yue cocks an accusatory brow, poking Suki’s ribs. “Don’t act like you couldn’t tell, Su,” Yue continues, moving closer to Suki. She tucks her legs under her body as Suki scrambles to find an answer in time. 

“But-- Sokka,” it’s the first thing she says, “he really likes you, and everything seemed well yesterday. What went wrong?” Suki frowns, visibly confused, but she can’t say she’s all that sad about their friends’ relationship ending, not really.

Of course, she loves Sokka like any other of his friends, and she’s already making a mental note to check on him once she leaves Yue’s house—but she can’t say she didn’t wish once or twice that Yue would stop forcing herself to like Sokka, to stop recoiling when he tried to touch her and pretend it was all fine. 

And she can’t say she didn’t wish for Yue to like her back ever since they were fourteen.

Yue gives a long sigh before speaking, letting her head fall against the back of the sofa. “Sokka’s great, don’t get me wrong. He was a good boyfriend, best I’ve ever had, actually,” she says with a teasing tone, and Suki gives a dry laugh. She never had any other boyfriend, but whatever. Yue stares into Suki’s eyes, a feeling she can’t quite put a finger on shining in them, and Suki stops breathing for a second when she reaches for her hand. “But he wasn’t you.”

Suki could swear she feels her heart ringing in her ears. She blinks repeatedly, before she actually processes what she just said.

And she laughs awkwardly, because she’s sure her ears are deceiving her, that Yue’s just pranking her and what she said doesn’t actually mean what Suki wants it to mean. But when Yue doesn’t laugh along, Suki blushes furiously.

“Suki,” Yue goes on, giving Suki’s hand a slight squeeze. “Sokka and I ended things because he knew that, while I loved him platonically, he would never be able to compete with--with what I feel for you.” Her voice is soft and low, filled with sweetness and adoration.

Suki licks her lips, sucking in a sharp breath as her heart aches with fondness.

“Did you have to break up with him on his birthday, though?” Suki inquires, a shit eating grin taking over her face. Yue scrunches up her nose, nestling against Suki’s chest, hiding her face.

“Don’t remind me!” She screeches with embarrassment, “I wish it could’ve been later, but Sokka was getting suspicious, and it really didn’t help that you and I are attached at the hip. He said he knew, in some way, but he wanted to give it a try instead of regretting having never tried it.” Yue shrugs, fidgeting with her hair, and Suki chuckles. Yeah, that sounds like Sokka.

There’s an awkward silence hanging for a little too long, heavy with lingering words and stolen glances, until Suki breaks it. 

“So, I think this is the moment where I ask you out on a date, isn’t it?” She tentatively says, and the smile Yue gives her in return makes her heart speed up.

Yue doesn’t say anything, doesn’t even give her as much of a nod when she closes the space between them in a kiss. Suki sigh happily against her lips, thinking that she’s been waiting for this for a long time.

[rosegoldannie]

Secrets 2 (Elorcan)

So I changed it, and each chapter is going to be about a different ship in Quarantine.

Masterlist

A heavy layer of mist had settled over the mountains, early that morning. It was followed by heavy rain, freezing wind, and a pounding headache. And Elide was pissed.

She was tired, hungover, cold, and stuck in a car with Lorcan fucking Salvaterre. Turning away from him, she stared out at the passing highlands, eyes lingering on the tall grass and winding hills. As they approached the bridge leading to the Scottish mainland, Lorcan slammed on the brakes, swearing viciously.

She whirled towards him. “Why are we stopping?” She demanded.

Lorcan didn’t so much as glance at her, instead staring ahead at the line of cars, and the police officers strolling up and down the side of the road. “No idea.”

“What’s going on?”

“What part of ‘no idea’ is so hard for you to understand?”

She clenched her jaw, pressing a hand to her pounding head. “Prick.” She muttered.

It would have been so much better if she’d simply accepted Aelin and Rowan’s offer for a ride back to the city, but she’d taken one look at the dark, hungry gleam in Rowan’s eyes, as he looked at her best friend, then immediately jumped into the only other car still at the cabin: Lorcan’s.

But now, here they were: stuck in the traffic jam from hell.

Tap tap tap. “Sir, if you’d open your window for just a moment, please.”

Lorcan huffed dramatically, then slowly rolled down his window. “What.”

The officer took a few steps back, pulling a mask down over his mouth and nose. “I’m afraid we’re going to have to ask you folks to turn around and head back into town.”

“Why?” Elide chirped, wary of the pissed look in her companion’s eyes. The absolute last thing she needed was to be arrested because of his piss-poor attitude.

“The whole country’s goin’ into lockdown now, miss. It’s to help control the virus.”

“What?” Lorcan snapped, immediately switching the radio on.

“...Lockdown of all European towns and cities. It is unknown for how long this will last, though the minimum is about six to eight weeks. We thank you all for your patience during this time, and we will give hourly updates for the foreseeable future.”

After a few moments of stunned silence, in which Elide could only stare blankly ahead, she reached out, switching the radio off. Then she swore, pulling out her phone to call Aelin.

“...kidding me,” Lorcan snapped, “you have to let us through. We’ve got work in the morning.”

“Hey babe,” Her friend said cheerily. “What’s up?”

“Salveterre and I are stuck in Skye, apparently.”

There was a short pause. “You’re what?”

“They’re shutting everything down, Ace. We’re stuck.”

“You’re hilarious, Lochan.”

“I’m not joking.”

Another pause, longer than the first. “Shit. Shit, El, what are you going to do?”

“Don’t know, but I’ll call you back once I do.” With that, she ended the call, and turned back to Lorcan, who was still arguing with the officer. When it began to look as if Lorcan was going to be arrested, she rolled her eyes and clamped her hand over his mouth. “Apologies, officer. My friend is rather upset at the sudden change in events, but we’ll return to Skye, and you’ll not have to see us again.”

Lorcan, in his usual fashion, cussed her out, even as the officer thanked them, and sent them on their way. “So what the hell are we supposed to do now?” 

Shrugging, she dragged a hand through her hair. “I have absolutely no idea.”

*One week later*

“I swear to god if you make me one more pie, I’m going to-”

“-You’ll what? Leave? Tough shit Salvaterre, you’re stuck with me for the next two months.”

Lorcan swore hideously, turning on his heel to stomp back to the bedroom he had claimed. “Out of all the people I had to be stuck with,” he muttered.

Rolling her eyes, Elide crossed her arms and stared down at the mess in front of her: flour covering most of the counter space, batter everywhere - including in her hair - and several dirty mixing bowls, along with several loaves of freshly baked bread. 

Elide huffed a sigh. She was going out of her mind; there was nothing to do, other than watch the news (which was depressing), look out the windows to see the empty, desolate streets (also depressing), text her friends about how awful quarantine was (even more depressing), or spend time with Lorcan (most depressing).

Despite only  seven days having passed, the days had all melted together, and they had formed their own routines.

Lorcan usually rose with the sun, which probably didn’t help with his awful demeanor. She would usually roll out of bed around nine, then drag herself down to the kitchen, where Mr. Sunshine would usually be finishing his third breakfast, when Elide would start on her first baking project of the day. 

They’d each get a few hours of peace from one another, then would somehow find their way together to yell for a while.

In other words, Elide had no idea how she was supposed to survive another two months.

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The Originals 30 Day Challenge, Done in 1 day.

I love all of these 30 day challenge pics/posts/quests but I never have the patience to do it over 30 whole days, so instead I do them in one sitting, one go. 

MY TVD 30 DAY CHALLENGE HERE

Feel free to comment your own opinions about The Vampire Diaries spin-off The Originals, whether it’s your favorite show within the TVDverse like myself or whether you just love it as much as I also love the other two shows TVD and Legacies, Legacies will have its own 30 day challenge soon enough too...

Feel free to answer these too, copy, paste it, like I have and do it for yourself...

1 - If you follow this post, or read any of my TO fanfiction it will come as no surprise to anyone that I’m in love with and very obssesed with Klaus Mikaelson, he will always be my king.

2 - Rebekah Mikaelson, she’s so badass yet has this softness that makes her so compelling at the same time, I worship this queen and often wonder what this show would have looked like if she remained a main star for all of its five season run.

3 - Making me choose between the love of my life Klaus, and the icon that is Rebekah is hard...so hard but I have to go with Rebekah on the grounds that when he hurts Rebekah in any way I’m always mad like no, not my Rebekah, whereas when its the other way around I’m normally like yeah he deserved that from her...Rebekah is the fictional bestfriend of my life and Klaus is the husband, and friends always come before men - side not this very answer will later be used on record when I find myself in an asylum one day lol

4 - I’d have to go with either Marcellus or Inadu, although Marcel is beyond irritating to me throughout most of his run I can’t argue his reasons for being annoying are somewhat justifiable especially after Davina’s death in season 3 :( so I’d say I hated Inadu the most, purely because the character in itself was so wasted, so stale, and a dud to be honest...I was hoping for more with the hollow arc but I’ll get to that later on no doubt.

5 - Season 1 Episode 16, Farewell to Storyville, Season 1 in general was one of the strongest debut seasons for any shows I’ve ever watched, if not the strongest! I loved Rebekah and Klaus’ bond most out of the siblings and although Klaus spends most of the episode trying to kill her and it involves Rebekah leaving as a main character...this has got to be the juiciest exploration of their relationship - also side note young Elijah should have left young Rebekah kill Mikael, just saying...

6 - I could put the entirety of Season 5 in here, minus all the epicness of all the Klaroline scenes and Hayley’s badass death...but to pick one episode out it would have to be the finale “When the saints go marching in” because it just felt like they had spent that season killing off characters who were least likely to appear in Legacies (which pissed me off), also I wanted Klaroline to be endgame and Julie Plec’s response to not doing that because of Steroline, a ship that always felt like Caroline was second place and that queen should be always be 1st. 

I did not like that Klaus and Elijah died, which reminded me visually of that Avengers scene, which made no sense as we have seen originals die before and not once did it go down like that!

And even if I could forgive them for that I was rather pissed we saw no after life, even a Elijah and Hayley dance in the afterlife would have been appreciated...

I’m also always a little bittersweet when folk from the pilot don’t show up in the last episode, would have loved to seen more of Davina in general over seasons 4 and 5.  (Rant over)

7 - Try not to pick a Klaroline scene...never mind, when Caroline first appears, pinning Klaus up against the wall and saying something along the lines of try picking on someone your own size, or the swoony moment in Mystic Falls where she tells him he was never the villain in his story, or again the swoony moment when their road tripping and trying to find Hope... but non Klaroline scenes which were epic, Davina going up against Klaus with the harvest power inside of her, Lucien going upgraded original and taking them all on, Dahlia’s entire arc, the finales of 1,2, 3, and 4 and last but definitely not least kid Hope’s entire arc, what a magnificent actress Summer Fontana is, a star in the making *

8 - “ We are the strongest creatures in the world, and yet we're damaged beyond repair. We lived without hope, but we will never die. We are the definition of cursed, always and forever.” said by Rebekah Mikaelson, all of the Mikaelson’s had epic quotes, this show, and it’s predecessor TVD have so many amazing quotes <3

9 - Klaus handing baby Hope over to Rebekah, trusting her above all others, and any scenes where Klaus, Hayley, Rebekah, Elijah and Kol have with baby Hope as well as kid hope - broody moments lol

10 - Josh’s death, I had feared his death every goddamn season especially knowing Julie Plec wanted him killed in the very first season :( however after being made a regular in the finale season I had hopes for him making it out alive and perhaps showing up in Legacies in a more prominent role as a teacher for the vamp kids or something...but no that woman just had to finish off her hit...nothing breaks me more than his death! Although, reuniting with Aiden in the afterlife gives me small comfort, Aiden’s was another’s death that was so sad!

11 - Kid Hope putting people in their place like Marcel, and even Davina (who I worship), I just loved this little badass kid going about like a little queen from the get go...Danielle Rose Russell had and still has very big shoes to fill IMO

12 - Freya and Elijah condemning Davina to the ancestors, or Elijah who was supposed to love Marcel like a son ripping out Marcel’s heart. A lot of season 4 Elijah annoyed me tbh, 50% of Hayley scenes ticked me off too and Marcel was a solid 90% throughout the entire run.

13 - Hmmm....Klaus meeting his real father then killing him in order to protect Hope as he just could not risk trusting his father :( that broke me, other shocking moments when Gia died, Hayley’s first and second death...

14 - Friendship as in friends but not family? friendship within family would be Rebekah and Klaus always, friendship outside of family bonds I would definitely say either Davina and Josh or Rebekah and Hayley.

15 - Klaroline, although I put myself out here considering they only kissed once in this show...I never shipped Haylijah but never hated it, I despised Camille and the Klamille ship and always will, I enjoyed Elijah and Gia but doubt it run its course well I think, I always thought Rebekah deserved more than Marcel and still do...so I’m going with Kolvina, even though Kol killed Davina, thanks to those damn ancestors, their romance was super sweet, I loved how Kol loved her and their marriage, though briefly seen, was everything! We should have got a flashback of their wedding god damn it! But I’ll settle for them being two of the few who got happy endings...and could appear in Legacies ;) fingers crossed!

16 - I loved Marcel singing How You Like Me Now, I wish Charles Michael Davis had a few more musical numbers within this show, he’s a really talented actor, singer, director...

17 - Joseph Morgan hands down, loved him from his first scene in TVD and loved his other work in Hex and Brave New World, to name a few...

18 - Claire Holt, she’s just wonderful as Rebekah and the actress herself, she seems like such a genuine sweetheart in real life and you can really see her love for the character of Rebekah too, I also liked her other work in A Violent Separation, 47 Meters Down and no I’ve never seen H20...yet

19 - The Originals hands down, although so far TVD is in second place, with Legacies in third place but with Legacies still going I have high hopes for that climbing...all are fabulous shows in their own rights <3

20 - Okay I wouldn’t be me if I did not answer this future episode question without a link to a fanfic season 6 of mines... Origins of Magic and my alternative season 5 Bad Blood

21 - Off the top of my head? Davina and Kol teaching at Salvatore Boarding School, giving Hope some family connections that she severely lacks in Legacies and how awesome would they be as teachers? I’d also like to see a cousin whether it be Freya and Keelin’s son Nik or Rebekah and Marcel adopt a child (creature) that also ends up in Legacies. Side note - may put this in my possible fanfic ideas board...

22 - I don’t think I could claim to be most like any one individual, I’d say I was definitely a little dorky like Josh but nowhere near as adorable, I have a lot of hurt inside of me like Davina and protect my friends as much as I can, I’ve definitely got a bit of paranoia like Klaus from being screwed over many times like him and also like them it was mostly by family members, I’m definitely as curious and of a quiz like nature as Camille, love a little too easy like Rebekah and get my hear broken too often like her too, can be a little bit twistedly playful like Kol although I’ve not killed half as many people ; I’d love to one day be as elegant as Elijah, or as brave as Hayley and who would not want to be a Tribrid like Hope?

23 - How is this any different to 4? Although I’ll just answer Inadu purely because of the waste of potential and how not one single time did I give a damn about her, although I despised that vampire bitch who killed Hayley!!!

24 - I definitely relate to Klaus, Rebekah, Josh and Davina the most which is why they are my favorites no doubt.

25 - Klaus Mikaelson, any day, any time, anywhere, unless of course him and Caroline make it work I love their love more than I love my love for Klaus so I’d be happy just watching them being happy as a stalker lurking in the bushes within the back garden of their marital home - side not another statement that could be put on record for my eventful visit to the asylum..

26 - The family bonds, I love how it’s not all about romances like it is in TVD and so far Legacies, but still has romances at the same time. I love the complicated bonds between Klaus and his siblings Rebekah, Elijah, and Kol (in that order) and I love the little homemade family of Marcel with Davina and Josh (also in that order) and Marcel’s complicated father/son relationship with Klaus.

I also love how we watch Hope from being in Hayley’s womb, to a baby, toddler, child and then teenager and the powers she shows even from as young as being a baby and stopping the car she was in with Cami (even if that did save Cami’s life for a little longer) sorry not sorry we all got to hate on somebody and I did compliment her in 22 sort of lol

27 - The fact that its finale season served more like a prequel to Legacies than a fitting ending to a show I had been invested in since before it even began airing, as most fans were, we have loved these characters since their inception in TVD and it did kind of feel like Julie kind of started the finale season with a hit list in mind killing off anyone she’d think would not cameo in Legacies at some stage which I guess is why there is so much ill will from TO fans for Legacies, which I did feel for a while.

I mean I still blame Hope for Klaus and Hayley’s deaths, also Elijah for Hayley’s death and Marcel for Josh’s but I do not blame the characters have as much as I blame Plec.

28 - Season 5 lol, Season 4 although at the time I did not want it to be its end, would have served as a better ending for TO and they could have still made Legacies work without any ill will of making TO’s finale season pitch Legacies.

29 - The Hollow turning out to be Henrik, or the original witch, or anything other than what is was, also the werewolf origins should’ve have been a bit more epic like the vampires origins were.

30 - I do love Joseph Morgan and Daniel Gillies in interviews, Daniel Gillies is one of the funniest actors behind the scenes and has great bromances with Joseph, Paul Wesley and many others within the TVD verse. I also love Claire Holt’s and Phoebe Tonkin’s friendship and how that’s been a thing since they starred in H20 together (which I want to watch purely because of those two)