#In other news. . . I quite enjoy the vampire emoji

[snufflepup]

I'm watching a movie . and the way . that person was grabbed. . .

hhfhnd grab me by the throat too

[misslavenderlady]

Hey bestie!!! I don’t know if your asks are open. If not just yeet this out. Buuuut

May I pretty pretty please get a fem! Vamp Reader fic with maybe being a mate of Paul and Marko (best two to be in between—) who’s got like a rocker style,,,,I mean yk my style but? 👉👈 👁️👁️

And maybe some smut. I feral for them-🤭😇

(Also just realized I can’t put pictures in this damn. I was gonna give you an meme angel emoji 😭♥️

Ilysmmm and you’re doing amazing!!! Keep up the fabulous work!!! 🥹♥️♥️

Waiting for a Girl Like You🌹

Marko/Paul/Female!Reader

Summary: You have the most gorgeous men in all of California wrapped around your finger. Even though they're vampires, you love them so much. Soon they'll make you one of them, and it's a very pleasurable change~

Thank you @auntvamp for the request! I hope you enjoy this! Everyone, give Auntie some love! ♥️

WARNINGS: Nsfw/Smut/18+ Readers Only, Poly Throuple, Flirting, Pet names, Dirty Talk, Teasing, Nipple play, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Language Kink, Threesome, Creampie, Blood drinking, Vampire transformation, Song lyrics

You were a bombshell in every sense of the word. Beautiful, blonde, stylish. Wherever you went, heads turned and eyes widened as men and women alike stared in awe at you. It was quite the ego stroke to get that kind of attention.

But there was much more to you than looks. You had many passions and dreams to keep your spirits high. The skills you had in makeup were professional-level, you had a deep love of painting, and you were a hardcore fan of all things rock-and-roll. It felt like there was a music video going on in your head, constantly spinning you around with the fun tunes you loved so much. 

Everything that made you the way you were caught the attention of two other blondies. Marko and Paul, you adoring lovers. It was at a record store where you met the two of them. Your hand fell on a Van Halen record, as did the hand of another shopper. To your surprise, the other person interested was a lot like you. Blond hair, blue eyes, and dressed like someone in a rock band. 

You were immediately in love with the gorgeous stranger, and the look in his eyes told you he felt the same. 

As if that weren’t already amazing, it got even better. A shorter boy with long curls dressed in leather and patches came up to him, holding some cassette tapes to show off. His words were cut short when he saw what had caught his friend’s gaze.

You didn’t think it was possible to fall in love twice in a matter of seconds, but it turned out to be so. It was just meant to be. 

Marko and Paul swept you off your feet in no time. They asked you out on three-person dates to the boardwalk almost every night. Even if it was the same location, there was always something new and exciting to do. Sometimes they’d take you to romantic dinners and let you get your favorite foods. Sometimes they’d show you the wildest rides at the theme park. You had a growing collection of stuffed animals from all the carnival games they had mastered. 

When it first started out, you worried that one of them would get jealous of the other. That they would start fighting over you and insist you pick one of them. It was your worst nightmare, as you couldn’t possibly imagine having one of them instead of both. Thankfully, they worked so well together giving you equal attention and love. You were more than happy to give that love back. 

The true challenge in your relationship was learning they were vampires. 

It was a miracle that you took it so well in the long run. They were true, honest-to-God monsters that hunted and devoured humans for sustenance, yet you still longed to be with them. Paul was still that lovable goofball who liked to dance around at concerts with you. Marko was still the artistic soul with a sense of playfulness and mischief. You would never stop loving them, and it relieved them both to know they hadn’t driven you away.

The three of you had a true bond, and it was about to get stronger. 

They had invited you over for a night in at their cave hideout. You practically lived there at that point, having a special room in one of the alcoves that was full of your stuff. Band posters, makeup, slim, black outfits, leather jackets, rollers, and a mountain of pillows and blankets to keep you warm in the chilly cave. It was so nice to be able to call it your second home. 

Marko and Paul were eagerly waiting for you on the couch, visibly perking up when you stepped into the room. It warmed your heart to be so wanted.

“There’s my principessa!” Marko cooed, reaching out to take your hand and plant a kiss on your knuckles. It always got you going whenever he spoke his mother tongue.

“Hey, Sugar! You’re lookin’ fine as hell tonight~” Paul purred, eyeing you up and down in hunger. 

You giggled flirtatiously at their sweet words. They always knew exactly what to say to make you feel good. You all but melted into their embrace as they got up from their spot and held you in their arms. 

"Hello, my loves," you greeted them, kissing Paul's cheek, and then Marko's. "Where are we going for date night today?" 

For a moment, your boys were silent. There was a visible shift in their mood, any sweetness turning sultry as they eyed you hungrily. You knew that look very well. It meant pleasure was going to come your way. 

"Actually, we were hoping to…stay in tonight~" Marko said. 

"Yeah! We actually have a surprise set up in your room~" Paul whispered, leaning in close to nibble on your ear. 

Shivers ran down your spine from the excitement building up inside. You didn't want to waste a second, so you let the two of them lead you from the lobby and down the hall to your special room. The beating of your heart was getting faster as the anticipation built up.

When you finally arrived, your excitement only grew stronger. 

The room was decorated beautifully. Rose petals scattered, candles illuminating the space, a silky, red blanket spread over your bed. Paul’s boombox was propped up on the nightstand and playing music from your favorite romantic rock station.  

“Do you know what today is, baby~?” Marko whispered in your ear, wrapping his arms around your waist as he did so.

You shook your head, as you weren’t sure what the special occasion was. Paul snickered as he nuzzled your neck.

“It’s the one-year anniversary of us telling you that we’re vampires. We wanted to surprise you….and offer you something as a present~”

Your eyes widened as reality washed over you. It wasn’t a secret that the boys wanted you to become one of them. It had been on your mind for quite a while now, but you wanted them to be the ones to decide when the time was right. They were savoring you for who you were as a human, but they adored the idea of spending eternity with their lover. 

They stared at you with such intensity. Such passion. You could tell how badly they wanted to claim you in every way. How could you possibly refuse?

As the opening notes of the next song started to play, you sweetly asked for them to take you.

So long, I've been looking too hard

I've been waiting too long

Sometimes I don't know what I will find

I only know it's a matter of time

Paul was the first to kiss you, caressing your cheek as his lips met yours. You loved the way he smiled into each kiss he gave you, expressing how happy he was to be with a woman like you. The two of you worked together to remove your jackets and shoes, already feeling too hot with your clothes on.

Marko stole you away for his own kisses and helped you slip off your top and your skirt. He loved it when you wore skimpy outfits under your trusty leather jacket. It made him act extra handsy. You couldn’t stop yourself from giggling as he nipped playfully at your lip.

When you love someone

When you love someone

It feels so right, so warm and true

I need to know if you feel it too

With all three of you naked and eager for more, the boys pulled you down on the bed. They absolutely spoiled you with affection, Paul running his tongue along your exposed nipple while Marko sucked at your neck to bruise you with hickies. Sighs fell from your mouth as you relaxed into their touch. They knew just what you liked.

“Lemme fuck you, Sugar. I need you so goddamn bad~” Paul purred. You nodded eagerly, and Marko helped position you so you were leaning up against his strong chest. He pawed at your breasts, holding you close and savoring your body. 

Paul was practically salivating while lining himself up to your pussy. The tip of his cock rubbed over your clit, teasing you just a bit. It made you mewl and shiver with desire. Your bottom lip stuck out, giving a silent plea for him to finally fuck you. 

Maybe I'm wrong

Won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong?

This heart of mine has been hurt before

This time I want to be sure

“Shhhhh babygirl, I gotcha~” he cooed as he slid right in. The two of you moaned out, both of you overwhelmed by the pleasure. Marko snickered into your neck as he watched all the fun play out. You could feel his own cock pressing against your ass and his fingers teasing your hole. 

“Ooooh Paulie…yes~” you moaned out. He filled you so perfectly as if your bodies were meant to be together. Without even thinking, you wrapped your legs around his waist, and pulled him in closer. Behind you, Marko was keeping you close as well, toying with every sweet, sensitive spot you had.

I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life

I've been waiting for a girl like you, your a love that will survive

I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive

Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life

Paul slipped his tongue past your lips, kissing you deeply to express his lust. It made you dizzy as your head clouded, the only thought on your mind being how good the boys made you feel. Meanwhile, you could hear the sound of Marko grunting in your ear while he pushed his lube cock into your ass. The sensation of getting filled even more was making you tremble and shake. 

“God fuckin’ damn, I love this ass~” Marko growled. “Like a vice grip on my cock….mmmh…makes me wanna keep you like this forever~”

If all went well tonight, he could possibly fulfill his wish. You wanted nothing more than to feel the embrace of your two lovers all night long. Every night could be like this. Three vampires ravishing one another as mates and making the most of immortality. The mere thought only added to your pleasure.

You're so good

When we make love it's understood

It's more than a touch or a word can say

Only in dreams could it be this way

Marko and Paul moved perfectly together, matching each other’s pace of thrusting in both your holes. Their moans were only turning you on more. Your voice mixed with both of theirs, singing out your pleasure. It only encouraged them to keep it up.

“Oooh amore mio….sei tutto per me~” Marko whispered in your ear as he fucked you. He always said the most romantic things in Italian. It never failed to make you blush.

“F-Fuck….shit…I l-love…love you, Sugar~” Paul moaned, barely able to form a full sentence. Still, it was cute to see him so intoxicated from your body.

When you love someone

Yeah, I really love someone

Now, I know it's right

From the moment I wake up 'til deep in the night

There's nowhere on earth that I'd rather be than holding you tenderly

You couldn’t possibly last much longer. With the way they stuffed you and filled you up, your body was getting closer and closer to the release you needed so badly. Your legs tightened around Paul while you reached around to caress Marko’s chiseled face. It was like your body was screaming for them. 

“Marko! Paul! Oooh god! FUCK!!” you cried out. The waves of ecstasy came crashing down on you, and it was absolute perfection. Your boys were quick to follow, both of them cumming deep inside your body together. Their animalistic growls rang out as they filled you to the very brim.

The three of you collapsed onto the bed, panting and glistening from the intense fucking you had gone through. A lazy smile painted your face and your mind and body went absolutely fuzzy from the afterglow. You were incredibly grateful to have not one but two lovers that always made you cum. 

I've been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life

I've been waiting for a girl like you, your a love that will survive

I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive

Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life

“Now then~” Marko said, interrupting the peaceful moment. “How about we give you that gift we mentioned?”

You perked up as Paul slipped away for just a moment to grab a familiar-looking wine bottle. Red jewels glimmered in the candlelight, catching your eye. The two of them smiled as they handed you the drink.

“It’s got blood from both of us in it,” Paul explained. “That way we’ll both be claiming you. Even when we’re apart, you’ll always have us with you”

I've been waiting for a girl like you, I've been waiting

Won't you come into my life?

It was all so incredibly romantic. Your heart swelled with love for Marko and Paul. They were so good to you. They really were your soul mates, and you never wanted to experience life without them by your side. As you uncorked the bottle, the sweet scent of their blood teased your nose. This was really happening. You would be a vampire.

There was no hesitation as you took a sip. 

You were still a bombshell. Though the sunlight was your enemy and the night brought you inhuman powers, your beauty had followed you into your new, undead life. The rocker look was still your style, but now there was a sense of mystic charm to your personality. People still stopped and stared, but now you could lure them to follow you. 

Lure them away and quench your thirst for blood.

And all the while, Paul and Marko stayed by your side. They were amazing teachers, showing you all the ropes for using your powers. Whether it was flying in the sky or fighting hunters, they cheered you on. You knew you were going to love them forever, and you would enjoy every second of it.

[prismalitesys]

Welcome to our blog!

We'll be using this alt account to talk about system stuff generally, as opposed to the alts some members have to post about their own things. So first, I'll put together a list and short bio for every member of Prismalite system, in order of appearance, as well as the emojis we'll use to indicate who's talking in a post! If an age is not listed in the bio, the member is approx. the same age as the body. (22) 💎 Garnet: Host and originator. 5'2" She/They lesbian vampire, happily taken. Likes: Her gf, little treats, and games. Blogs: @gemofanenby (SFW), @prismalartsys (mix of SFW and NSFW, 18+ only!) and @gayestgoodestgirl (NSFW 18+ only!) 🌈 Opal: She/They Aroace, shapeshifter. Likes: Character creators, trying new things, occasionally stealing treats/food from whoever's fronting at the moment, and taking care of the other headmates. Blog: @opalescentflowers (SFW)

⚔️ Cass: 6'7" She/They/He Nonbinary butch lesbian. Human (mostly, her eyes turn gold in moments of high emotion for some reason) Likes: Hardcore music, fellow dykes, historical weapons, and sacrilege. Blog: @sacreligiousbutch (NSFW 18+ only!) 🍑 Peaches: 4'8" She/It/Pup puppygirl. Springer spaniel with several forms in between Puppygirl (dog ears and tail), Anthro, Werewolf, and Puppy (almost completely dog, nonverbal but still understands language) Likes: Physical affection, praise, and petplay. Blog: @puppywithapeach (NSFW 18+ only!) 👁️ Xavolitas: It/Its Ancient, incomprehensible... thing. (Imagine like, Hermaeus Mora from skyrim mixed with fractals) Strongly dislikes the sensations of being in a human body so almost never fronts. Likes: Observing, answering questions and requests. Blog: @youreverydayimmortal (SFW) 💾 [AC-FM7-4038]: 5'7" She/It service android. ID (name) is short for "Android Chassis - Feminine Model #7 - 4038 (unit number)" but doesn't mind being called just AC for short. Is evaluating who she is beyond her programming since she gained sentience. (arrived in the system) Likes: nerdy jokes, tech, assisting people, and being friendly. Blog: @robotgirlpowercells (mostly SFW but some NSFW so 18+ only!) 🪵 Grimm: 8' (at the shoulder, is usually quadrupedal.) It/They monster, bulky and werewolf/bear-like, has horns/antlers, and its real mouth is hidden in its black fur so at first glance, it looks like the white mask it wears is its actual face. Very calm and quiet, but protective. Likes: quiet affection, the woods, and not being expected to talk much. Blog: @grimmsforest 💧 Blue: Any/All pronouns Slime. Normal form is a knee-height slime (shaped like a terraria slime or similar), translucent and dark blue with a hint of purple dichroism. Human form is androgynous and humanoid with slightly goopy translucent blue hair. Very bouncy, stimmy, and friendly. Likes: Other slimes, slime asmr youtube videos. Blog: @androgynousblueslime 🔥 Lucien: 6'0" He/Him Demon (Yes, from hell. I know it's a lil angsty but that's sorta his thing) Dark grey skin like rough wrought iron, with glowing reddish-orange eyes and teeth. Has short horns and a tail, no wings. Used to be very aggressive (He formed when the host was listening to DOOM music lmao) but since he started processing the trauma from his exomemories, it turns out he's honestly quite sweet at heart. Likes: his crush, heavy metal, and cooking. 🪡 Patch: Any/All pronouns Shapeshifting doll. Its neutral form is a child-sized doll and/or puppet, taking design inspiration from pierrot and harlequin clowns, historical porcelain dolls, and the daycare attendant from FNAF (has nothing to do with the series though). They're even more physically expressive and stimmy than Blue, and somewhat childlike in personality (but not a minor). Enjoys being unsettling and creepy, but isn't malicious. Likes: Horror, gymnastics, and cookies. 🎼 Dulcet: She/They Bisexual Demigirl. Skin is dark and shadow-like in color, has glowing purple eyes and wears a green hoodie. Very nonchalant and cares little for what others think of her. Likes: Being high, classical music, and podcasts. Blog: @prismalitedulcet 💫Senn: Any/All, They seem to have a role as some sort of an archivist or knowledge-keeper for the system, aware of subconscious things that the rest of us usually aren't. They may also have some level of control over dreams, but they can't really control it yet. They have 5 red eyes, lavender skin, two pairs of arms, and dresses with a star motif. Likes: Archiving system and headmate lore, journaling, and whimsical aesthetics.

👁️‍🗨️Sable: Any Pronouns. A living shadow that can occasionally take vaguely humanoid form, extremely shy and rather depressed in demeanor. Usually lurks in corners, not talking much. Enjoys cuddles, when they feel safe enough. ❓ Unsure/In Between/Blurred: Used to indicate when we're unsure who's fronting/speaking. ❗ New/Unnamed Member: Self-explanatory; used to indicate a new member who hasn't settled on a name yet.

[corpseaten]

that does sound very nice.. the only trains we have here are the transport kind. actually, the train tracks run right behind my house, and i hear their lovely sound all day long.... it truly is! i am glad my mom is willing to drive me everywhere, at least. 

true, it would be better to have them nice and cozy indoors. what a diva indeed! one of ours is quite diva-ish, but our other one is mostly sweet, besides the fact that he likes to lay on people's faces.

aah, "i see" is one of those things i say when i am not sure what to say, but i like to show i am listening.... i always wish there was a nodding emoji (well, there is one, but it looks like a very sad nod, to me). same here, i am actually waiting on a new pair because my prescription went up. because i am staring at my phone or computer all day. right! so many adaptations do that, it really bothers me.... hm. that is fair. as for visual prison, it is a show! the song and illustration in my pinned post are both from it. it is one of those things that feel like they were made exactly for me, as it is an anime about visual kei vampires with some very strange relationships. i am already on my third rewatch, although i have not had time to watch it lately due to catching up with my schoolwork.... gaaah. i am glad i can make you smile, i do like you an awful lot. 

What a coincidence, I used to have train tracks right behind one of my houses, it was quite annoying whenever I was trying to sleep and then a train came past and made my room vibrate, though, I have moved to a more quiet area now, thankfully. That is true ! Mine does the same for me as she herself has looked at me and said “ never drive. you are too anxious “ and I just looked at her and went Okay . . . took the advice to heart.

I wish every cat could live with me, but, I think my darling belladonna would start getting jealous. What are your cats breeds and names, if, I may ask. Really ? That is so cute ! I would like a cat to lay on my face, mine will just lay his head on my chest, I presume he likes my heartbeat.

I was only teasing, do not fret ! It’s nice that you still wish to say anything when you do not know what, a lot go silent in that case. I do not really use emojis, outside of a select few ( 🤍 , is my favourite, one time, an ex-friend told me that the white heart emoji is used for when you really love someone, and, that stuck wiyh me.), so I did not know a nodding one existed in the first place. I fear my glasses are not very good, I can still barely see with them, but the optician is too far away. I do not watch many things either but, it is the worst, do not even do it at that point. Oh! I was wondering who they were, and, I have listened to the song, it’s very good, I may listen a little more even ! I love shows like that, it’s beautiful to feel something touch your very core, that sounds absolutely amazing, i do not know of much visual kei, but I do enjoy vampires, I hope soon you may catch up, if I have time I might check it out, if, it is something you like so much. You like me ? ! Oh my Dear Heavens. ahhh. Could you perhaps clarify what you mean before I end up getting. ahead of myself?

[quixilvers]

thesis statement

hey, i'm peebs/bee. this is my oc blog where i might also talk about personal writing projects. the jury's still out. i've sort of always wanted to archive all my oc posts in one place like a scrapbook but i don't have the pinterest-user's temperament, so tumblr it is. enjoy if you browse!

rough tag explanation under the cut -

i like emojis. i think they're cute and fun. sue me.

🍰 - my "slice of life" ocs. i dreamt up a lot of these characters in high school and they've done a lot of growing with me over the years, but i don't have any particular story for them. i just sort of shake them around in a jar every few months.

👑 - AFT, aka "abstract fantasy thing," the first attempt at a fantasy novel i ever made. i had a lot of grand plans about shady political plots and faked deaths and forest witch macguffins that never quite came together, but i was also 15, so.

💀 - "necromess" (can you tell that placeholder titles are killing me?), my high school necromancy novel. the rough outline is that a band geek with necromantic powers (largely unexplained, a la pushing daisies) accidentally hits the star lacrosse player with her car in the middle of the night and is forced to bring him back to life, but he doesn't come back quite right. to fix him she has to get to know him through the popular crowd he hung out with, and she might uncover a more sinister plot by the school's queen bees along the way.

🌲 - the coparenting emoji. all of these ocs actually belong to my best friend snail, but we've been writing together for over a decade now, so the line of who actually owns whom is in constant flux.

🔍 - mystery girls. this is a small-college murder mystery i started developing while attending a small college. go figure. when max's boyfriend justin turns up dead, she's forced to link up with justin's sister jessamine, justin's tutor yvette, and rylan, the last person to see justin alive, if she wants to figure out what happened to him. they all kind of hate each other in a homoerotic way.

✨ - "refraction," my magical girl group. this is another one that never got off the ground, but i wanted to try my hand at writing epic fights and conceptualizing fun and unique powers.

🔮 - "noire," my urban fantasy detectives. i'm talkin dingy smoky office with a frosted glass door. i'm talkin run-ins with the mob except the mob is comprised of gatormen. i'm talkin magical freelance autopsy. this is a vibes piece first and foremost.

⚔️ - QST, or "quest" if you're regular. high-fantasy prophecy story in which the chosen one must march toward his death knowingly, because he's just that selfless of a guy, while the wizard guiding him forth and the rogue tagging along to "make sure he doesn't fuck up" fall deeply in love with him. and each other.

🪦 - "spectral distancing," a short story i wrote during pandemic isolation. it follows cleo, a college kid with a summer job cleaning up graves, and the ghost of a dead woman who follows her home. having recently lost her older sister to a car accident, she handles this new visitor in an extremely well-adjusted way. her friends murphy and will exist in the background to support her and also so i can dream up increasingly indulgent ot3 scenarios with them.

🌙 - "a night in castle de lune," aka "whoops, all monsterfucking!" nell needs a magical cure for her brother's illness and sneaks into the creepy vampire castle on the outskirts of town to steal it from his hoard. a whole host of creatures stands between her and her goal—but she'd do anything to save her brother.

to reiterate, mostly i'll be archiving my main blog's oc posts and categorizing new ones here, but if the spirit moves me i might post writing excerpts too. thanks for reading if you made it this far 💚

[impalaslytherin]

Arcane

Chapter 1

Writer's note

-Well no need to say it but I am new to writing so mistakes are evident kindly ignore them

-The story is solely my imagination it don't entirely follow the show's storyline but it is mainly set after mark of Cain chapter

- rest enjoy the ride 😉

"And Sam don't forget the pie " dean reminded him for another tenth time as Sam was heading towards for supply run

"Have I ever " Sam replied carelessly walking upwards to the bunker stairs ignoring all the reminders of Dean

Here in bucker Dean whilst putting another stitches to his wound wondering do Sam forget pie on purpose ?

ofcourse he do it on purpose that man can remember maths , heavy latin chants ,all the lore stuff

but that giant can't remember to bring a pie just a pie well definitely dean can have more than one but Sam bringing pie that's not an easy task

After cleaning up the wounds he unchanged his cloths man he is becoming like a canvass to these demons , vampires, werewolves ,ghosts and all the monsters each passing day a new scar to this glorious body of Dean Winchester well maybe this scar don't last long but who knows ,

Opening the shower he felt relaxed well aside from memory foam the bunker is blessed with this awesome water pressure and shower this is something he just relish after a tiresome hunting days

After spending quite some minutes in shower he stepped out

In his room just wrapping towel around his waist looking for something warm and suddenly one of his phone flash with a preview message and without wasting a second he quickly feed the password and read the message

" Hey hope you are doing ok after kicking ass of creepy monster "

" Do take the meds on time and don't drink too much ok !

A smile formed on his lips while reading the text and suddenly the mobile flashes again

" I know Mr. you can handle yourself but still it's sometime good to do what your body demands - that is rest and healthy food ,less drinking "

Well the smile never left Dean's face he was overjoyed to read these texts his heart was fluttering with happiness this is all still very distant to him someone asking him how is he doing someone reminding him about the food and medicines well Sam is there for him his family and previously Bobby was genuinely concerned about him Charlie and Jody also count for family but this is something regular a routine sort of thing he won't be lying to himself but his mind is still processing to how to respond to these concern that are being there for him but deep down he knows he want this to be a regular thing but he is also aware of his life as much fluttering this is it will go down to worse at some point well welcome to Winchester wasteland...

Brushing aside his imagination he responded to the text

" Well ok doctor anything else I need to be lectured on "

The mobile flashes again

" Oh really that you call a lecture well sorry Mr you can't handle me actually giving you a lecture

Smirking at the phone screen he started tapping the screen

" Oh sweetheart you don't have any idea what I can handle " he sent the text well not forgetting to send the winking emoji along with it

He was about to ask for a phone call but suddenly he heard footsteps outside his room well Sam is back with the food and other necessities

That was quick he thought though keeping hopes up that his little brother didn't forget the pie he hide the phone and again start searching for what to wear he need to the laundry soon

" Dude seriously this is how you are going to roam around here in towel "

Annoyed by his little brother remark

" Well Sam I think I should when you don't remember to do the laundry on time I think should roam around in towel and who's even here to judge me "

Rolling his eyes he left Dean's room to his private space well that means reading book without the picture

Finally all dressed up in red flannel and jacket and hope for a pie on kitchen table well again that counts for disappointment

"What the hell Sam where is the pie "

Yelling two or three times at Sam knowing very well that he is ignoring him now and engrossed himself to read god know what

He started eating and want to keep texting her this was fun to him this thing in his life was something exciting, something new something he never done before ,

waking up to someone's text and wait for someone response being anxious over a text well all this was crappy Romeo stuff to him previously but oblivious to all the prior judgement he wait for her text and something even more when he gets some chance to meet her he look for these moments

He still remember the time when god knows how he met her again at that coffee shop and the other miraculous happening she remembered her like the way they used to before all the monstrous incident hit their lives

and from that day to present they are in touch with each other just finding comfort and solace in each other's company just being in present not worrying for future, for once Dean not worrying about will heaven and hell collapse or not

Somehow with her he just live at the present

As he was cherishing on their unexpected meeting at coffee shop the worry of future not exactly vanished from his brain and tons of negative possibility hit his mind

what if he will loose her like everyone else in his life what if keeping her near him bring danger to her , well she can protect herself and kick ass but still....

What if he can't protect his Sammy because of her

What if he loose her again ! ....

Chapter 2

Divider credit @firefly-graphics

Well I was not expecting a single response on the intro post but glad I got some response hopefully this will continue for this story

Thank you everyone ☺️

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[volterran-wine]

Hi hun, loving the new emoji request options. Please can I request a few for Demetri?

🍁 What is their favourite season? and why?

🧗‍♀️ What is the riskiest thing they have ever done?

💎 What is something precious that they own?

📚 Do they have a favourite book?

Thank you very much ❤️ xx

🍁: Demetri adores spring, loves the smell of flowers and trees waking after their long winter slumber. It reminds him of new beginnings; shows that all living things has the capacity to change for the better. Now, Demetri may not be living per say; but he certainly has been offered more time than others to become the best version of himself.

🧗: Demetri had been eager to prove himself in the guard, he was still quite the new recruit. While out on a mission he had veered off, running after a nomad they were chasing despite orders not to do that exact thing. The tracker is quite fast; faster than the average vampire even. Demetri had felt pride swell in his chest as he neared his prey, eager to please the masters that had given him his freedom. Before he knew it; he was piled on by the nomads entire coven; all ripping into him as fear settled in his gut. Had Felix and Alec not been on that mission with him, Demetri probably would have died a second time.

💎: Due to the nature of his job, Demetri has ended up collecting quite a bit of stuff over the years. Because of that he has quite a few items in his room that has a lot of sentimental value. By far the most precious thing though? A beautifully crafted set of a decanter and three intricate glasses that he got while out on a mission together with Heidi and Felix. He remembers how it was on that trip that he truly felt like he had found life long friends. And for their kind; that meant eternity. They now regularly use them when they have small get togethers in Demetri’s rooms. What he doesn’t know, is that Heidi actually went back to the seller; purchasing three more glasses. Her hope that one day they all can gather with their mates at their side.

📚: Mansfield Park by Jane Austen

(I’m so glad people ended up enjoying these! 🖤)

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5 for olivergraham. heart emoji

does this even fit the prompt? i am simply not sure <3 but i love oliver i feel so bad for him, being all alone in a place of nothing but death. also worth mentioning it doesn't have a good ending </3 but like. there is peace in hindsight methinks | mentions of iffy eating habits here (oliver was at the Bottom Of the Ocean)

His little biome is cold, first and foremost. It feels like a first winter frost all the time, before he’s gotten used to the chill of the winter or taken out his warm jackets.

More than that, it’s incredibly slow.

He’s kind of missed the normalcy of an office job, to be honest. Making charts and doing the math, it’d be nicer if the math didn’t involve the actual lives of other human beings, but it does get easier. Once you separate the faces from the numbers, it always gets easier.

Oliver misses cigarettes though. And dinner from when he could stomach it. And wine and stray cats and rain and actual warmth from other human beings. Even though everything could be worse, probably.

He could’ve been one of the poor souls he’s taking care of.

He could’ve died way sooner than this.

That might be a mercy actually, to have died before this. In the millions of billions of years that the earth existed, it was probably way better to have died sooner than this, depending on the circumstances.

Out of instinct (and possible curiosity), Oliver checks his teeth. Just to make sure they aren’t sharp like he fears. Not that he ever believed in vampires, but anything seems possible these days.

His hands shake when he pulls them away from his teeth–dull or not, there’s never an actual moment when he’s not worried about what he’s doing.

And–fuck–he’s got a lot more than he can imagine other people in other biomes do. He’s got a little apartment that’s as barren as all his others were (except for the one when he was with him) and a consistently distant job (if you don’t count knowing everything about the people there) and a little bit of free will despite the eye that stares down at him with an expression so familiar that it makes him paranoid and a tower in the distance that does the exact same thing in a slightly different way.

-

He shuts his apartment door behind him with the weight of his whole body, leaning against it like it’ll keep everything out.

Logically it won’t. Rationally, there’s literally nothing here that is planning on threatening him for any reason because here, he acts as a manager and can’t be taken as anything but (he’s the only person who can even move on their own, which is another thing to not delve into too thoroughly for fear of guilt (or worse)).

And then Oliver paces. Around the coffee table that he quite literally stole out of the apartment next to him. Through the bathroom that he hasn’t actually been in since the change, then back out again. Bumping into the door that leads into his barren kitchen because he doesn’t need to eat anymore, now that he’s full all the time. He hadn’t even gotten to enjoy his new life before the change, too focused on making sure that everything was right and he was working again and any number of other things.

He can’t remember what he was doing, even.

And the whole thing is fucking rich because he’d just started to settle down too. His apartment was unpacked (mostly) and he was eating (kind of) and he’d totally given up on the possibility of a good night’s sleep ever again. Everything had fallen into place.

(Which isn’t to say that he gets it, but he kind of gets it.)

There are some nights and/or days when he looks out the window and is faced with brain-melting horrors beyond his comprehension. Then he blinks and it’s all over. He’s as much a voyeur of death as he is a participant in it nowadays.

Occasionally he sees the slightest glimpse of a woman with greying hair and the biggest eyes he can imagine staring out at him from across the street. Peeping at him through the curtains like his mother used to do to see how the weather was in the mornings. He’s never really sure that she’s real though, or if she’s just supposed to be a part of the background.

-

He’d never really got it before everything. Before he’d stepped into the Magnus Institute after he’d seen that old woman wrapped up in everything imaginable. Or his old boss, swinging gently in the wind from his open window. Or his dad. His fucking dad. Or the neighbour who had been cocooned on the wrong side of her balcony. Or Anahita’s old cat that she’d loved so much that had tendrils strangling her kidneys. He’d stopped talking to… much of anyone after that.

There’s hindsight that hurts, and then there’s hindsight that stabs you through the eye and forces you to look.

And it’s not all Oliver’s fault. He’s not sure he would’ve believed Graham, exactly, if there had been a conversation about everything, but at least there would have been some warning. Or this wouldn’t have happened at all.

But it would have. He knows enough to not be that ignorant.

He pops open the window as quietly as he can and opens one of the packets of cigarettes he found scavenging on his hours off. Every sound ricochets down the street if he’s not careful. No one makes enough noise to dampen that anymore.

He lights it. He watches.

Not at the people down the street that look shockingly familiar if he isn’t careful to avoid their faces, but at the window directly opposite him.

And waits.

He’d only met any of Graham’s family a few times. Leanne and Samantha mostly. He’d shook their hands and introduced himself, and it never went much beyond that.

Unless it did.

There was one time when Samantha was bothering Graham about eating, and Graham had never eaten very much unless it was particularly late in the day (as a rule), but that wasn’t a reason to bother him unless it had been about something else. Which would make more sense.

Oliver knows now (he really knows) how bad that could be. He never killed anyone directly when leaving Point Nemo (and he would’ve died if not for the accessibility of fish after he’d picked a direction to swim-walk). He remembers the shakiness and the fainting that he could have attributed to a lack of food if not for the fact he was eating when he could. When he got out, smoking wouldn’t help the root problem, but it would quell it. Just like regular hunger.

And the table.

He knows about the table now. He gets why it was so hard to give up. At least a little bit more than he used to.

[trashyswitch]

Nom Nom for Love

Remus is a strange man who likes to nom on people when he wants affection. So when Remus feels hungry for affection, he tries nomming on a couple people to see who will be the most understanding and deliver his much-needed love.

This prompt was suggested by an anonymous user who signed off with a scorpion 🦂 emoji. So whoever you are, I hope my fanfic pulls you out of that 'crabby' mood of yours!

Remus is a bit of an anime girl. He will stick his tongue out, he will go on flustered and angry rants, and he will even go full-on yandere in the uniform and everything! But as of late, Remus has also developed a new strange habit: nomming on people.

Yes, Remus will nom on people. And by nomming, I mean casually biting people. Usually when an anime girl noms on someone, it’s because they’re angry. But for whatever reason, Remus had decided that killing is his angry response and nomming shall be his plea for people to ‘notice him’. If one didn’t know any better, they could easily assume a vampire is living in the mind palace now! But nope. It’s just Remus nomming like a puppy because ‘I want attention and I will not stop the nom-nom, until you give me attention’.

Now, the boys didn’t really know how to respond to his biting habit. At first, the boys would get angry at him and punish him for biting. But overtime, the boys had all created their own responses and strategies for handling Remus’s nomming habit:

Patton started off like any person would: by screaming in pain and bursting out crying. But overtime, Patton’s screams would lessen to yelps and Patton would either scold him for biting, or take things away from him. Remus quickly learned to bite him a bit lighter due to his sensitivity to pain.

Virgil has been seen hissing at him, and threatening that he’ll bite back if he doesn’t let go. Though most of the time this got Remus to let go, Virgil has had to bite Remus right back a couple times, to show he wasn’t bluffing when he made his threat.

Roman started out by either hitting him on the forehead or biting him back on the same spot he bit him. But Roman soon learned from Remus just why he bit as much as he did. Now that he understood, Roman now wears dog bite protective sleeves so that he’s not badly injured when Remus wants to ‘express’ himself.

Logan would start out with hitting Remus across the face with a newspaper or a magazine. Soon though, Logan would come up with his own strategies: The nerd often hid his arm in his shirt and would put a fake, rubbery arm into his sleeve. This would actually catch Remus off guard when he didn’t even flinch in pain at the bite. Logan would then give him the fake arm and ask him what he wants while getting his arm back into his sleeve.

Lastly: Janus had grown a full pain tolerance to his biting. He treated the attention bites like a little puppy’s bites: purely playful. Though Janus would warn him when he bit in certain spots (ex: his wrist), Remus was generally good at biting him on the arms, on the shoulder or on the fatty parts of him. Janus basically taught Remus to learn the pain tolerant spots like tattoo tolerances: go for the fatty, non-boney spots and you’ll be fine.

One day, Remus was feeling extra eager for pets and attention. He started off by biting his favorite person to bite: Janus.

Janus blinked at the bite and looked at the boy. “Hello Remus.” Janus greeted.

Remus opened his mouth and removed his teeth from his upper arm. “Hi!” Remus replied.

Janus moved his hand up to Remus’s ear and started scratching the back of it. “In need of some scratches and rubs?” Janus asked.

Remus closed his eyes, leaned into the touch and nodded with a content smile.

Janus decided to give Remus some more ear scratches before moving onto his neck. Remus went cross-eyed and gasped at the feeling and slowly closed his eyes as he leaned into the wonderful scratches. Janus smiled happily and continued to scritchy-scratch.

Remus gently shoved his head into Janus and rubbed his head, shoulders and back into Janus’s chest. He was acting so much like a dog! The only thing that was missing was a wide smile with a panting tongue out. “Who needs dogs in the house when we have a Remus?” Janus teased.

Remus giggled and shook his hair out. “Woof woof, bitch.” Remus joked.

“Says the crazy twin who bites people out of love.” Janus joked back.

Remus laughed and nodded.

“As much as I love petting you and giving you attention, I have a couple things I need to get done.” Janus told him.

Remus’s eager smile dropped into hurt and disappointment. “Awww…”

“But, there’s bound to be someone else who can give you attention.” Janus added.

“Yeah...but they’re not as understanding as you.” Remus whined.

“Even Roman?” Janus asked.

Remus blinked and looked down. He had forgotten about Roman. “Well...I guess Roman’s getting better.” Remus admitted.

“Why don’t you get his attention. I’m sure he’ll enjoy his twin brother’s puppy-like ways.” Janus suggested as he got up and started to walk away.

Remus nodded and looked down for a few seconds. He didn’t really wanna ask Roman for love and attention. As much as he knew Roman could handle his bites and begs, Roman found happiness in other people besides him. Remus didn’t really feel like being reminded of that. But...He supposed the only way to reverse any of those beliefs, was to give him a chance. So, Remus walked up to Roman’s room and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” Roman called back.

Remus walked into the room and was about to nom him for attention. But Roman actually brought his arm over to him. “In need of some attention, brother?” Roman asked.

Remus nodded his head and gave Roman a light little nom as a confirmation. Roman smiled and patted the spot beside him on his bed. Remus clapped his hands excitedly, and happily crawled up. When Remus was ready, Roman put his coloring book down and started to play wrestle with Remus.

Soon, the bed became some sort of wrestling ring while the boys sloppily wrestled each other. Remus’s movements were very much dog-like and careless, while Roman’s movements were more put together and mindful. Roman would do more strategic moves, while Remus would just lunge at him and push him around the bed.

Finally though, Remus did manage to get the upper hand on Roman by tickling him while he was pinned.

“Ohoho gehehehez- Rehehehemuhuhuhus! Stahahap thahahahat!” Roman laughed.

“I’ve got you now! Mwahahaha!” Remus declared, before scratching and spidering his fingers on his ribs, sides and abs.

Roman squealed loudly and rested his shoulders and neck back as laughter poured out of his mouth. “REHEHEMUHUHUHUS! THIHIHIS IHIHISN’T HOHOHOW WREHEHESTLIHIHING WOHOHORKS!” Roman told him loudly.

“I know. But, it’s how play-wrestling works.” Remus reminded him as he spidered his fingers up and down his ribs.

Roman just laughed at the tickling and soon, started trying to get revenge on him. He started with squeezes to the hips.

“HEHEY! Rude much?” Remus asked, protecting his hips.

“All’s fair when it comes to tickle-wrestling fights.” Roman replied as he went for his lower ribs. Remus squealed and flopped onto Roman in surprise! Then, Roman flipped Remus over onto his back and trapped him with tickles to his belly and his belly button.

Remus bursted out laughing and kicked his legs a little bit. “AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI’M STUHUHUHUCK!” Remus yelled.

“Yup! You are stuck in my tickly trap! And you shall be stuck there for an eternity! MWAHAHAHA!” Roman teased.

Remus shook his head and rocked back and forth a little. “MYHYHY EHEHEVIHIHIL LAHAHAUGH IHIHIS BEHEHEHETTEHEHER!” Remus argued.

“Really now? You think your evil laugh is much better than mine? Is that what you really think?” Roman asked.

In response, Remus hissed.

Roman paused his tickle attack and gasped. “Did you just hiss at me?!” Roman asked before bursting into laughter.

Remus giggled and hissed at him again.

“Oh that’s it!” Roman wrapped both his arms around Remus and started attacking his ribs, his belly and his hips. “NOOOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAP! ROHOHOHOMAHAHAHAHAN IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!” Remus laughed loudly.

“That’s what you get for hissing at me, you evil cat!” Roman warned.

“IHIHI’M NAHAHAHAT AHAHA CAHAHAHAT! VIHIHIRGIHIHIL’S THEHEHE CAHAHAHAT!” Remus yelled back.

“Noooo, Virgil’s a bat!” Roman responded.

“FAHAHAHALSEHOHOHOHOOD!” Remus yelled back.

“Hey! Don’t be stealing people’s quotes!” Roman yelled jokingly.

Roman and Remus went through a long tickle session before Remus was let go. As much as he loved it, Remus secretly wanted more cuddles, tickles and belly rubs than play fights. Remus wanted nice showings of love that didn’t involve fighting of any kind. Though, he knew he could only take what he could from a man who lived off fights.

So, Remus went to the third person he could trust: Logan.

Logan was an interesting man with a surprising amount of patience. Ever Since Remus apologized for the threats and injuries he caused, Logan and Remus had gotten closer bit by bit. Logan had helped him draw out a picture of a burned person, and had been on a few crime adventures with him. Though asking for attention and love would be quite a bit different, Remus knew it just might be the variety Remus and Logan needed in their life.

Remus walked up to the open door and walked right in. Remus, feeling attention-seeking once again, walked up and nommed on Logan’s arm. But, Remus let out a muffled giggle when he realized he had bitten yet another rubber arm. Remus pulled the rubber arm away from him and chewed on it for a bit.

“Now now, Remus: I want to be able to use it at least two times over.” Logan warned him. Remus dropped the arm onto the ground and crawled himself up to Logan. Then, Remus rubbed his head, his shoulder and his upper arm against Logan’s chest. “He-...Hello Remus.” Logan stuttered in surprise. Remus had never acted like this before! His new behaviour looked almost wolf-like to him.

Remus rubbed his cheek happily into Logan’s shoulder a few times, before grabbing Logan’s wrist and gently pulling him off the chair. “Cuddles.”

Logan chuckled and started to get up from his seat. “Has everyone else been denying you the cuddles you so desperately desire?” Logan asked, following Remus.

Remus nodded his head and sat down onto the end of Logan’s bed. Logan shook his head with a toothy smile and sat down beside him. Remus pulled Logan down as he laid his back onto the bed. “WEEEEEeeeee!” Remus cheered before his back made a soft ‘plop’ onto the bed comforter. “Oof!”

“Oof indeed.” Logan responded and laid onto his side. “Belly rubs, I assume?”

Remus nodded his head and lifted up his shirt to expose his belly. “Yes please!” He replied.

“Very well.” Logan started to gently start rubbing his belly like he would to a child with a tummy ache. Remus closed his eyes and smiled as he visibly melted from the touch. Logan rubbed the upper belly around the abs, and would move his circular strokes down to cover his belly button for a second or two. Soon though, Logan’s hand would move up to Remus’s semi-invisible abs again.

At this point, Remus had started to softly purr from how soft and calming Logan was making him feel. The rubs felt amazing to him and he wanted those belly rubs to last forever, if possible.

Logan smiled and enjoyed watching Remus melt into a puddle of pleasure. It was fun being able to make him happy from the simplest touches. It’s like finding that sweet spot on a dog or a cat that makes them either pant and wag their tail, or rub their body onto the ground. It was so cute and Remus was no exception.

Remus soon scooted himself next to Logan and snuggled into him. In response, Logan smirked and started squeezing his side.

“eEK! Lohohogahan!” Remus giggled.

“Yes Remus?” Logan replied.

“Nohoho squeheezes!” Remus called.

“Not in the mood for them?” Logan asked.

“Nohohot yehet.” Remus responded.

So, Logan decided to give Remus a long back rub next. He massaged with his fingers, lightly dug in with his palms, and rubbed with his whole hands. Remus happily enjoyed the feeling of a free massage from a smart man who knew anatomy really well.

And soon, Logan gave his sides a little tweak as an ‘are you ready’ signal.

Remus giggled and nodded back, signalling that yes, he is indeed ready for tickles.

Logan smiled eagerly, rolled Remus onto his back and started skittering and squeezing his sides. Remus immediately let himself go and laughed happily in his arms.

“YAAAAHAHAHAHAYYYYY!” Remus laughed and snuggled closer. Logan giggled along with him and switched up his technique to drumming and squishing. Remus squealed in surprise and threw his head back with even more laughter leaving his lips. “THIHIHIHIS IHIHIHIS SOHOHO FUHUHUHUN!” Remus admitted.

“Really? I’m delighted to see you’re enjoying the attention.” Logan responded with a smile.

Remus wiggled around and enjoyed the feeling of belly rubs and tickles from Logan. This was the kind of attention that Remus had wanted all along. He really thought he was getting more of this attention from Janus. But he couldn’t receive it due to busy reasons. But, Remus fully understood. Everybody has things to do.

Remus was actually quite surprised to see that Logan was free enough to offer him some belly rubs and tickles. But, he guessed that Logan has a little more love in his system than he lets on...

[visander]

Capes and Fake Fangs | Ao3.

With Magnus busy on a plane, Alec knew that it was up to him to plan he and Magnus' costumes for the party later. Thankfully, he had twitter to help him come up with ideas.

This is my ‘Vampire Alec’ square for @shadowhunterbingo.

Alec didn’t quite like parties but with Magnus’ social standing, they were an inevitable part of their life. Now, Magnus told him repeatedly that he didn’t have to attend them if he didn’t want to. Magnus knew that Alec wasn’t a huge fan of crowds or parties in general but the alternative to attending parties with Magnus was making Magnus go to parties alone when Alec could have just gone with him and tried to have a fun night out with his boyfriend.

Of course, Alec wouldn’t choose to stay home. Which is how Alec ended up in his bedroom, trying to dress himself for the first Halloween party Alec had ever attended as an adult… and in general. Alec didn’t know who was throwing the party exactly. Magnus had told him but Alec didn’t know anyone who was famous, except Magnus himself and the name had meant nothing to him. It could have been anyone throwing the party but Alec did know that whoever it was, they were a big deal.

Alec was sure they weren’t as big a deal as his boyfriend was but it was a little unfair to compare every famous person to Magnus. Regardless, they were a big deal in their own way and Alec was sure there would be other people at the party who would were famous as well and therefore, Alec did not want to embarrass Magnus with anything he wore or did.

That wasn’t even to mention that this was a costume party and Alec had no clue what to wear as a costume. When Alec asked, Magnus told him just to dress nice and they’d figure something out when he got there. Now, Magnus had sent this text as he was jumping on a plane to fly back into New York to meet Alec before this party, so Alec didn’t quite blame him for not having a second to worry about their costumes with Alec. Besides, Alec just figured he’d have to figure out the costumes himself.

By the time Magnus got there, they’d have three hours to spend together, get ready and go. That wasn’t very long. Alec wanted to have their costumes ready by then, so Magnus didn’t have to worry about it but Alec also had absolutely no clue what they should go as. It needed to be something good, so Magnus wouldn’t be embarrassed. Alec was sure a photo would end up online somehow.

Knowing Magnus was securely on a flight and unable to look online, Alec pulled out his phone and wrote a simple tweet. ‘I’m in charge of costumes. What should Magnus and I dress up as for Halloween?’ Instantly, the replies started pouring in. Alec still wasn’t used to being able to put something out into the world that would bring in thousands of likes and replies in a few minutes but at times like this, he had to admit that it was rather useful.

Alec had tried to ask Izzy but she hadn’t answered him. Now, he had thousands of answers.

Alec skimmed through the replies about how cute Alec was and how sweet of a boyfriend he was. He still appreciated so much that Magnus’ fans thought so but right now, he only had a little while to figure this out and he was looking for serious Halloween answers only.

More than a few people responded and told them to dress up like Magnus had in his music videos. Though Alec commended them on their support of Magnus’ brilliant art, Alec didn’t quite think Magnus was looking to promote himself at this Halloween party. He skimmed past those ones, hearting a few of the replies as he looked so people would know he was looking.

A lot of people suggested very complicated costumes, like star wars characters and pop figure icons that Alec wasn’t sure Magnus would want to dress as. Besides, Alec didn’t have time to come up with very complicated costumes for them. He needed something simple and he needed something he could get before Magnus arrived.

Finally, Alec came across one reply that made him pause. ‘Vampires,’ someone had written. Alec hummed to himself and liked the reply before he locked his phone and shoved it into his pocket. Vampires. Magnus and him could do vampires. They were classic and easy to do. Magnus would look adorable as a vampire and they could wear nice outfits as vampires, so that Magnus wouldn’t be utterly embarrassed by the costume.

Alec had also, on a completely unrelated note, always loved vampires. He’d had a crush on a hot vampire or two, back when they were popular. It was perfect. Alec grabbed his wallet and rushed out the door to find the first Halloween supply store that he could come across, hoping desperately that he would not run into any of Magnus’ fans who’d want pictures of him frantically buying fangs and fake blood.

.

A half an hour later, Alec found himself leaving the store with two sets of plastic fangs, fake blood and two capes that Alec was sure Magnus could style around. Alec had also bought a little skeleton cat for Church, one that he was sure twitter would love. Maybe, Alec could pose Church next to it and get a good photo to post. Over the past few months, Alec had gotten pretty good at using twitter to update Magnus’ fans and he’d come to enjoy his small time twitter fame.

Magnus was too busy to update people with cute little photos and the stuff Magnus posted tended to be a bit more curated anyway. He’d post pictures from the recording studio or from the set of his most recent project but he let Alec post the photos of him in the morning, cuddling with the cats with his hair all messy and twitter loved Alec for it.

Now, Alec snapped a photo of the things he’d bought before he replied to the person who’d suggested vampires in the first place, adding a thumbs up emoji along with a heart. Alec stared at his message after he’d already posted it. He was damn good at twitter now. Izzy would be proud of him for replying to someone, posting a photo and using emojis all at once.

The replies started pouring in but Alec closed his photo and put it away before he could get sucked in to them. He’d reply to people later. Right now, he had to get home and find something he could wear under his cape.

.

Magnus was normally late. Flights were delayed more often than not and Magnus’ drivers would be late arriving at the airport and most often, the traffic would be bad as Magnus made his way across the city. So, Alec knew that generally if Magnus said he’d be there by two, he’d really be there around three. Which is why Alec was expecting a little bit of wiggle room with Magnus’ intended arrival time being four. Alec had assumed he’d have until at least five before Magnus was there, if not a little later than that.

So, when Alec got back to his apartment, walked inside and saw Magnus’ bags by the door, he almost dropped his stuff in his pure excitement. He had just enough sense to shove his stuff onto the counter, kick his shoes off and run into the living room, finding his boyfriend in fact right there, sprawled on the couch with his feet propped up. Magnus was clearly tired from his flight but the moment he looked up and saw Alec standing there, he grinned.

Alec couldn’t help but match the expression as he rushed forward. It had been nearly two weeks since he’d seen Magnus. It was not the longest they’d ever gone without seeing each other and yet, it was far too long. Anytime spent away from Magnus was far too long. Two weeks was especially too long.

The moment Magnus was on his feet, Alec enveloped him in his arms and held him tight against his chest. He breathed in the warm smell of Magnus’ favorite sandalwood shampoo and he tried not to get too mushy at the fact that his boyfriend was in his arms yet again.

He’d just missed Magnus. He’d missed him a lot. He wasn’t going to rush it out every single time they were parted for the slighted amount of time (and they were parted often, given Magnus’ busy schedule) but fuck, he’d missed him so much.

“I missed you,” Alec rushed out finally. Fuck it. He had missed him.

Alec felt Magnus smile into the soft skin of his neck before he pulled away to peer up at Alec, finally meet his lips.

“I miss you too,” Magnus cooed when they parted again. Magnus’ eyes flickered past Alec to the bags he’d put down, where the skeleton cat was just peaking out, before he looked to Alec again. He slowly raised an eyebrow. “I hear we’re dressing up as vampires.”

Instantly, Alec’s face fell. He’d planned to have their vampire stuff out of the packages and more pristinely set up before he presented the idea to Magnus but of course, Magnus had checked his phone since landing. Alec was sure he was tagged in the photo a million times by now, not to mention the fact that he had notifications turned on for Alec (a fact that made Alec immensely happy).

Alec pulled away from Magnus’ grip and straightened his back. “Well, I figured we didn’t have a lot of time to come up with costumes and I wanted to try to think of something before you got here, so we didn’t have to go to the store and…”

Magnus’ face stretched into an amused smile but Alec kept rambling, nervous that Magnus didn’t like the idea despite his reaction.

“Someone suggested vampires on Twitter and…” Alec shrugged. “I thought you’d make a cute vampire.” Alec fell silent finally, bracing himself to hear that Magnus thought his entire costume plan was stupid. Kids dressed up as vampires. Magnus was a celebrity. He wouldn’t want to dress up as a vampire with Alec and go out into public where people would see them. What had Alec ever been thinking?

“You’d make an astoundingly handsome vampire, Alexander.” Magnus said at last.

Alec blinked. “So, you like the idea?” He clarified.

Magnus nodded. “Of course. I love the idea.” Magnus ducked forward and pressed their lips together once again. He seemed far more awake now with the touch of Alec’s lips on his than he had when Alec walked in earlier. Alec had to think that was a good sign. “Besides, I suck at choosing costumes.”

Alec scoffed but Magnus raised a hand and kept talking before Alec could say anything. “Which I know is surprising considering how much I enjoy dressing up but costumes are different. I always pick such complicated costumes and then someone is inevitably upset at what I chose.” Magnus pressed his hand gently against Alec’s chest and Alec felt his stomach burst with warmth. “But vampires are perfect. No one can get mad at vampires.”

Alec grinned. That’s exactly why he’d chosen it. No one could get mad at vampires. It was the most timeless perfect costume to choose and Alec would have never thought of it if it weren’t for Twitter.

Alec was really starting to like Twitter and as far as Alec knew, Twitter really liked him. Everyone on Twitter was always so helpful. They’d suggest costumes. They’d help Alec name his new fish. They’d tell Alec about movies Magnus might like for their movie nights.

Twitter was amazing and Alec didn’t understand why anyone thought differently.

.

About an hour later, Alec posted a photo of he and Magnus posing in the kitchen, each dawning a set of fangs and each wearing capes over the outfits they’d meticulously chosen to match the fake blood that was now splattered on them.

Even later than that, Alec would learn that at fancy parties, most celebrities did not dress up like Alec had imagined they would. Most of them wore expensive suits and dresses from movies to match characters Alec didn’t even recognize but that were apparently timeless.

Needless to say, Alec and Magnus’ vampire costumes were undoubtedly out of place. They were the only people wearing fake blood that night and they were the only people wearing cheap fangs and capes.

Alec was immediately embarrassed but Magnus couldn’t seem more thrilled. He told everyone who would listen that Alec had picked out their costumes. Each time, Alec would flush and look just as embarrassed as the last time but everyone always laughed and seemed to find it just as sweet as Twitter did later that night, when Alec finally scrolled through his notifications to heart some of them.

Alec was still embarrassed. Clearly, he’d misunderstood what a ‘costume party’ meant when you were as famous as Magnus was but when Alec tried to apologize later, Magnus kissed the apology from Alec’s mouth and told him that their costumes had been perfect. Magnus proclaimed that Alec had to choose their costumes every year and that would have been a daunting thought, if Alec didn’t know that Twitter would be right there to help him pick something.

Alec spent extra time playing with Magnus’ hair that night and scrolling through, replying to people and leaving hearts in his digital wake. He just wanted all of Magnus’ fans to know how much he liked them. Later, he tweeted almost exactly that and he received a plethora of hearts in response, as well as a wave of replies gushing about how nice and adorable Alec was - as he did every time he posted something but especially then.

Alec wasn’t really sure about that but he was happy Twitter thought so.

[kickasskody]

                          DAKOTA ‘ kody ’ PIERCE, a character study.  “just because i cannot see it, doesn’t mean i cannot believe it.” -- jack skellington

Character’s full name: dakota pierce Reason for name and/or meaning of name: kody’s parents met and fell in love in north dakota, and decided to name their son after the great state 💖 Character’s nickname: kody Reason for nickname: in middle school, kody didn’t think the name dakota was cool. but the name kody, the most generic white boy name ever , was definitely cool Birth date: december 13th, 2002. baby sagittarius 

Physical appearance Faceclaim: austin abrams Gender: cis male Height: 5″8 #shortking Build: scrawny boy body. looks like he couldn’t lift more than 30 pounds... PSYCH!!! he’s a vampire so he can actually lift several hundred pounds 🤪🤪🤪 Eye color: blue with little dark green specks Glasses or contacts?: not with that snazzy 4k vampire sight !! Distinguishing marks/scars: funny little frecklescape on his back that looks like this emoji 😦 Hair color: dirty blonde Type of hair: type 1, aka straight hair Hairstyle: gets up out of bed, looks in mirror. maybe tussles it a little bit. thats it Physical disabilities: none Mental disabilities: adhd Clothing style: sweaters sweaters sweaters. striped sweaters ( because the best time to wear one is all the time ), disney sweaters, sweaters with dogs on them. white collared shirts to go underneath most of them. denim jackets, a couple of them tattering with holes in the elbows. black skinny jeans -- like he owns four pairs of the same black skinny jeans. someone tell him that skinny jeans aren’t in style anymore. uses the same jansport backpack he’s had since the eighth grade with a sewn in epcot center patch on the front pocket. dirty checkered vans. falling apart high-top converse. it’s not that he’s poor and can’t afford new things, he just prefers all his old stuff.  Make up: has never worn any but wouldn’t be opposed to trying some !!

Personality Good personality traits: good at secret keeping, friendly and uplifting, loyal, thoughtful, great memory, cautious, playful. chaotic good energy  🥰 Bad personality traits: gullible, slightly obnoxious, constantly confused, easily distracted Mood character is most often in: cheery, happy as f, practically bouncing off the walls Sense of humor: goddamn hilarious!!! at least he thinks so lol Articulation: loud and occasionally stuttery. repeating himself pretty often. the type to get lost in the middle of conversation and have to take a second to mentally loop back and remember what exactly they were talking about. uses the word ‘ like ‘ way too much. talks with his hands a whole lot. constantly talking like he’s a kooky disney character on a mission. Character’s greatest joy in life: riding a mf’in roller coaster Character’s greatest fear: disneyworld getting blown up / physically hurting someone  Character is most at ease when: he’s curled up with his friends watching a disney movie Most ill at ease when: he’s laying in bed at night, pretending he’s sleeping since he can’t Enraged when: thinking about how there are vampires in bridgemead -- that they could turn other people, kill other people, or worse... harm his friends.  Depressed or sad when: drinking from a blood bag. watching disney pixar’s coco. thinkin’ about a disneyworld churro and how he’ll never be able to enjoy the taste of one again. Priorities: at the moment? trying not to hurt anybody.  Life philosophy: “Keep Moving Forward!” -- walt disney said that Greatest strength: his optimism / ability to take something sad or bad and turn it around! Greatest vulnerability or weakness: giving just about anyone the benefit of the doubt. 

Goals Drives and motivations: getting enough money to be able to travel the world and visit every disney park on the planet.  Immediate goals: graduating high school / helping the scooby gang solve mysteries Long term goals: roller coaster designer / engineer. create a haunted house / rollercoaster hybrid ride

Childhood Hometown: orlando, florida Type of childhood: the kind where he’s an only child, where his middle class parents live to please and spoil him, take him to whatever amusement park he wanted to go to and buy him all the best merch. the smile on his face was worth more than anything they ever could’ve purchased for themselves. kody probably would’ve had siblings, but his parents had complications getting pregnant again, and thus they lived to make sure he had the best life possible.  Pets: a cat named toulouse ( shoutout aristocats ), but he passed when kody was fifteen Most important childhood memory: waiting in line for five hours to ride harry potter and the forbidden journey at universal studios orlando. blew his little kid mind. Dream job: imagineer!! Religion: non-practicing christians. church on easter and christmas ONLY!

Present Current location: bridgemead, massachusetts Currently living with: his parents 💖 Pets: none Religion: agnostic Sexuality: currently questioning his sexuality. growing up he always felt attracted to both boys and girls, but has never been able to articulate it. he’s only ever expressed interest in women, but he has a fat crush on chris evans as captin america Politics: would be socialist if he cared enough to think about politics Occupation/education: bridgemead high school super senior Mode of transportation: his parents dark blue prius!! but only thursday - sunday

Family Parent one: marcus pierce -- drug store manager Relationship with them: kody and his dad are best buds! if it weren’t for his fathers love for rollercoasters, kody doesn’t know what his life would be like today. they used to play rollercoaster tycoon growing up and kody still cherishes those memories today. Parent two: tina pierce -- bridgemead city manager Relationship with them: kody and his mother have a very loving relationship. however, kody’s adoration for his mother dwindled when it was her job that forced them to move to bridgemead. he thinks of it as her fault that he doesn’t get to go to disneyworld anymore, and there’s a bitter part of him that thinks that if she hadn’t made them leave, he never would’ve become a vampire. he knows its wrong to attribute her to his curse, but sometimes when he’s really sad he cant help it.  Siblings: none Other important family members: his widowed aunt shirley who lives twenty minutes from disneyworld and occasionally would join them on their weekend visits to the parks. he misses her greatly 😩😩

Favorites Color: that bright electric blue color on the cinderella castle at disneyworld  Music: electronic Food: a disneyworld churro.  Film: the incredibles / scooby doo 2002 Drink: pink lemonadde mixed with sprite Form of entertainment: disney+ subscription. if that’s all he had, he’d be content. Most prized possession: a magic kingdom two day passport ticket from the 1980′s

Habits Hobbies: playing rollercoaster tycoon / designing rollercoasters on his computer. obsessively watching ghost club paranormal on youtube. bothering aj with the latest thing on his mind that she definitely doesn’t need to know about Plays a musical instrument?: nope. wishes he could though!  Plays a sport?: nope, but would be great at track now that he’s a vampire! How he would spend a rainy day: playing kingdom hearts II in his pajamas. Spending habits: great at hoarding all of his allowance! since he’s not spending it on food, he’s an excellent saver. pre-vampirism kody was not as cautious with his spending.  Smoking/drinking/drugs?: no way 🙅🏼 has yet to even try alcohol Extremely skilled at: cheering up his friends! finding the good in others and convincing them to see it too 🤗 Extremely unskilled at: stopping himself from crying when he’s sad / when he’s in the middle of crying. putting together pieces of their investigations. sure, he can find things -- but what the hell is he supposed to do with them once he’s got it?!?! Nervous tics: anxious picking at his cuticles. messing with his hair. aggressive foot tapping. scrolling through his phone without actually looking at anything.  Usual body posture: that boy has been working on rollercoaster code on his computer for YEARS. his body posture is absolutely RUINED! Mannerisms: constantly talking with his hands. bouncin’ around like tigger when something exciting happens. abbreviating things that don’t need to be abbreviated. the loudest in the room at all times.

Traits Optimist or pessimist? Introvert or extrovert? Daredevil or cautious? Logical or emotional? Leader or follower? Disorderly and messy or methodical and neat? Prefers working or relaxing? Confident or unsure of himself/herself? Animal lover? HELL YEAH.

Self-perception How do they feels about themselves?: before the year 2020, kody actually quite liked himself! he realized that he was goofy and sometimes not everyones cup of tea, but for the most part, he knew he was a good guy who was a little obnoxious! now, he has mixed feelings about himself. vampirism has elevated a lot of his emotions and more often than not now, he dislikes himself for what he’s become, or what he could become if things turn bloody.  One word the character would use to describe themselves: spunky What does the character consider their best trait?: his compassion What does the character consider their worst trait?: his gullibility  What does the character consider their best physical characteristic?: his fluffy hair !! What does the character consider their worst physical characteristic?: that he’s a short king. stream short kings anthem by tiny meat gang How does the character think others perceive them?: he’s pretty sure most people think that he’s wildly annoying, but that doesn’t stop him from being fully himself most of the time!  What would the character most like to change about himself/herself: his vampirism!! get this shit out of him just make him a normal aging boy again!!

Relationships with others Opinion of other people in general: kody is a big ole’ ball of love, and thus so, he tries to share that with everyone. strangers are treated with compassion, acquaintances are treated as old friends, and friends are treated like family. unless kody already knows someone to be a bad person, or is wary of them, he’s genuinely one of the nicest people one could ever meet. Opinion of the Scooby Gang: talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender, shit on it, vomit on it, eat it, give birth to it. Does the character hide their true opinions and emotions from others?: it depends on the topic, but for the most part, yes. when it comes to most scooby gang related endeavors, kody will share his thoughts -- if it’s something related to movies or tv, he’ll be talking your ear off for hours. if it’s something that could result in it hurting someone else, he’ll be quiet, and if his vampirism was ever to come into question, he’d be absolutely be suppressing it.  Most important person in character’s life: oh god, not to pick scooby gang favorites, but probably aj. she’s the closest thing he has to a sister, and he doesn’t know what he would do without their banter, and her support. Best friend/s: aj darke, dylan frye, & arabella byrne Dating experience: absolutely none. kissed 2 girls in the span of 2 years over 3 years ago. Romancing: kody wouldn’t know the first thing about trying to get someone to date him. all he knows is the stuff he’s seen on tv, watched in movies, or experienced around him ( such as his parents successful marriage, or his friends dating people ), but if it were to come down to him, he’d be extremely awkward. picture tom holland’s spiderman trying to talk to zendaya’s mj in far from home -- because that’s extremely accurate. kody isn’t trying to date anyone right now for a couple of reasons: one being that he’s too nervous, and not exactly looking for love, but if it were to happen... he wouldn’t run from it necessarily. but two being that his vampirism creates a bit of a problem for him, and he’s not sure if he should subject anyone to the curse he’s stuck with.

Extra Physicality: if necessary, could probably lift a car and throw it down the street. as of right now, doesn’t know how strong he really is / is more concerned about hurting his friends with this supposed strength than he is finding out how many hundreds of pounds he could lift. kody in a fight? probably losing within the first five seconds, unless bloods drawn and the instinct to pounce takes over. Species: vampire How do they feel about it?: hates it. would do anything to reverse it. wishes he had just stayed a little longer at karma cafe that night. or had never gone at all. How do they look in their supernatural form?: pretty much the same, however when he’s hungry and near blood, his eyes go all dark and bloodshot, and the veins around his eyes start to pulse ( basically just like vampire diaries ), but kody is unaware of this since he’s never seen it happen to himself or another vampire

[yuta-nakamots]

Beautiful Time - h.rj ; Part 2 of 6

Pairing - Vampire!Renjun x Reader

Genre - almost just pure fluff

Warnings - Mentions of blood

Summary - Vampires are creatures forced to walk upon the earth for longer than humans could possibly imagine. One would think it gets boring after a while, but not to Renjun, the foreign exchange student who seems to know a little too much about the early twentieth century.

Word Count - 4.6k

A/N - next chapter is gonna be low key angsty so enjoy the fluff while it lasts :’)

Renjun didn’t show up for school for about a week after your incident with him and Haechan. You were almost glad that he wasn’t here since you don’t know how you would have acted around him. However, the deadline for your final project was quickly approaching and though you could see he was still doing his part of the assignment and making progress, you knew that you’d need to speak to him sooner or later if you wanted to get it done on time.

You texted him to meet you at the same coffee shop later that day to which he sends a simple ‘ok’ as a response. You text him again, asking if for now, you guys can act as if the incident never happened and only focus on the project. He sends a thumbs-up emoji back. You don’t know whether to be upset or relieved that he was giving you these minimal responses, but you didn’t want to dwell on it any more than you already have, switching your thoughts to the next steps of your project.

When you meet up with Renjun at the cafe, the tension is almost suffocating. The atmosphere wasn’t as bright as before but Renjun agreed to only talk about the project so work goes by faster than usual, finishing what you and Renjun had planned to do around 8pm. As both of you are packing up, Renjun asks how you’ll be getting home again and you tell him that you’re planning on walking since you live barely a ten-minute walk away from the cafe and you don’t want to bother your parents since they had both come home in a bad mood.

Renjun immediately offers to walk you home, which you accept, but only because you are actually scared to walk home alone anyways. You didn’t expect both of your parents to come home upset but you didn’t want to get yelled at in the car either. You show Renjun the route you normally take to walk home so he knows how to retrace his steps back to the cafe and get back to his apartment before you both leave the cafe.

The walk home was almost silent, as Renjun still wanted to give you your space since you hadn’t indicated otherwise yet. It was peaceful, the freshly fallen leaves crunching underneath your steps, the concrete just faintly wet. You were just about to speak to him until you heard a loud laugh coming from down the road and a large figure coming towards you. As you get closer, you make out the form of two boys, one being piggy-backed by the other.

“Jaemin, shut up, she’s going to hear you” You stop in your tracks, recognizing Haechan’s voice and his figure, carrying a boy with blue hair who you presume to be Jaemin, not wanting to go any closer. Renjun stops next to you, still leaving his arms width of space, before calling out to them asking where they were heading.

“Home,” Haechan responded, “got into a fight with a hunter, well, Jaemin did. I had to bail him out before he went all feral and exposed us,” you heard Jaemin let out a whine as if to refute Haechan’s statement, “where are you headed, princess?” Haechan asked,  directing his question at you as he slowly got closer until you could see all the wounds and bruises littered across his skin.

Renjun answered him before you could, “I’m taking her home. We were just working on a school project and I didn’t want her to walk home alone.”

“Alright then buddy, be careful,” Haechan warned, “you might wanna speed it up because I don’t know how long that hunter is gonna stay knocked out for.”

Renjun gestured for you to cross the street with him before Haechan and Jaemin reached you guys, knowing that you weren’t comfortable being around Haechan after the incident. “Okay, will do” Renjun says, looking both ways to make sure it’s safe for both of you to cross.

Once you make it to the sidewalk, Renjun gets down on his knee facing the direction you were previously walking in, “I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to let me carry you,” he mumbled, “I don’t want us to get caught by a hunter, they can be deadly to both of us.”

You hum to let Renjun know you heard him before placing your arms around his shoulders and your legs next to his waist. He stands up, his cold hands grabbing the back of your thighs as he tells you to hold on and close your eyes. You oblige, though you’re beyond scared for what’s about to happen.

You can only assume when Renjun starts running as you feel your hair start to fly behind you the cold air nipping at your exposed skin. It all stops within fifteen seconds, Renjun telling you it’s safe to open your eyes. You look up, noticing Renjun had stopped just at the foot of your driveway, whispering a small ‘thank you’ into his ear as he bends down to gently let you off his back.

“I’m sorry you had to see him again,” Renjun told you, obviously alluding to your run-in with Haechan, “I swear it wasn’t planned or anything like that-”

“Renjun, it’s okay,” you interrupted, “I’m glad we were able to work on our project today but I’m much more concerned about your safety. You should get going” you said to him, half of you just wanted him to leave, the other half being actually sincere.

“Should we meet up again on Saturday? For the project, I mean.”

“Saturday works for me. At the same cafe?” you asked him.

“Okay, see you then.”

“Get home safely, Renjun.”

He flashed you an apologetic smile, before taking a few steps away from you and almost vanishing right in front of your eyes, the only sign of him being the leaves along the sidewalk thrown into the air as he used his enhanced speed to get himself back home.

The next time you meet Renjun was a little over a week later on a Saturday, two days before your project is due, to be exact. You hadn’t said anything to him, other than confirming the time and place of your meetup since he had taken you home. Your relationship with him is still undefined, though you were meaning to sort things out once you finished your project.

As you arrived at the cafe, you found Renjun sitting at one of the tables outside, sitting uncomfortably against a wall, under the shade of one of the table umbrellas as the afternoon sun was lowering in the sky. The brim of his cap was pulled down to cover his face and the hood of his jacket settled nicely on top of it until he looked up at your figure approaching him. “It’s closed for renovation” he said, as you read the sign on the door, confirming his statement.

You hummed in dismay before suggesting “should we go to the park then?” Renjun only nodded as he lowered his hat again, standing up to walk with you.

There weren't many people at the park, which was a little surprising for a Saturday afternoon but you were also thankful for that, as it meant that the good shaded spots were available. You chose to sit under a large tree that provided more than enough shade for you and Renjun to sit down and work on your project, Renjun giving you a shy smile as he whispered a ‘thank you’.

About an hour passes before it starts drizzling, interrupting the pace you and Renjun were working at. You were almost done with the project too so you suggest going to Renjun’s apartment to finish up, much to his surprise. After making sure that neither Jaemin nor Haechan are at his apartment and do not plan on showing up, you and Renjun run through the light rain, though it’s more like Renjun running while pulling you along, making it to his apartment complex just before it starts to pour.

Once inside his unit, Renjun offers you a towel to dry yourself off before he goes and changes into a new set of clothes. You already had your laptop and all of your papers spread out on the couch by the time he came back, this time wearing only a long-sleeve shirt and sweatpants. You quickly look down, hoping that he didn’t notice you staring as he joined you on the sofa.

As you went through the list of all the components of your project from the newspaper article about the end of World War I, to the jazz piece Renjun had analyzed, all the way through to the first film featuring Mickey Mouse, you checked off the last box next to the opening of the Museum of Modern Art in 1929 and you let out a gasp of surprise, not realizing you had crossed the finish line.

Renjun looked up after hearing your gasp and you showed him the paper with all the ticked boxes and he let out a yell of satisfaction before leaning back over the armrest, his head dangling over the edge. He lets out a sad whine when you remind him that you guys should still double-check everything and make sure you have all your information in order, though he complies and does as you tell him.

It was still light out by the time you and Renjun officially finished your end of semester project, pulling him into a hug without much thought as you let out a scream of delight. Renjun paused for a bit before joining you in your mini celebration as he gently pulled away from your embrace, his arms stilling around your waist as his eyes caught your gaze.

Your smile slowly began to fade from your face, though never leaving it completely as you finally gained the confidence to voice the thoughts that were lingering in your mind for quite some time now. “Renjun”, you began hesitantly, your eyes cast upon the floor, “I know I promised you an answer a while ago but I wanted to make sure of my choice before telling you.” You ran your hands from his wrists to his elbows, lightly gripping them before looking him in the eyes, his brows furrowing as if he was lost in thought, “If it’s alright with you, I’d like to give us a chance.”

Renjun’s face immediately relaxes as he pulls you in from your waist to hug you while uttering countless ‘thank you’s and promising to make you happy. Though the moment was quickly broken by the sound of the door opening and Haechan lugging in a dazed-looking Jaemin. Renjun rolled his eyes as he let out a scoff, “what now? Another fight with those kids at school or what?”

“No, Renjun,” Haechan replied, “it’s the hunters again. I think they’re onto us this time.”

Renjun’s hold on you tightens as both of you watch Haechan drag Jaemin down the hall to Jaemin’s room. “I’m sorry, I’ll be right back” Renjun says, quickly going to join the other two. Once you heard the door shut, you knelt down next to the couch and organized the papers to put away into a folder. You didn’t mean to, but you had given yourself a paper cut as you were filing the papers away, only noticing when you say a tinge of red on the paper you just grabbed.

Faster than you could even see, your hand and the paper you were holding were snatched away from you and you looked up to see Haechan sitting on the sofa, eyeing the blood slowly oozing out of your cut. “Little princess is quite fragile isn’t she?” Haechan teased. You looked around, starting to panic as you noticed Renjun hadn’t come out yet. “Don’t worry princess, I won’t bite you. I’ve got more self-control than that, though we should probably get this covered up before Jaemin smells you” he said, letting out a laugh as you looked at him looking like a deer caught in headlights.

He yells for Renjun to bring in a first aid kit, and in less than ten seconds, Renjun was in front of you, already opening the box muttering how he feels more and more like a babysitter these days. He froze upon seeing your hand in Haechans’ and the thin line of blood coming from your cut. You didn’t dare look into his eyes as he swatted Haechans’ hand away to take your hand in his and tend to your little injury.

“So tell me why only Jaemin is all beat up and you’re not” Renjun said, not even sparing a glance at Haechan as he wrapped a band-aid around your finger.

Haechan let out an indignant huff before responding, “they tranquilized him with some sort of serum so while I was busy fighting them off, they were also busy messing with Jaemin. It’s difficult to take on three hunters on your own, you know.”

Renjun looked up at him, disbelief evident on his face, “three?”

“Yes, three. That’s why I said, I think they’re onto us” Haechan said, his voice coated with a light layer of sarcasm.

“Where are they now?” Renjun asked, eyeing your finger to make sure he applied the band-aid nicely.

“I wasn’t able to kill them because I was outnumbered so they got away but not without a good butt-kicking from yours truly” Haechan cheekily remarked, crossing his arms.

Renjun let out a sigh, shaking his head. “I’m really sorry y/n. I don’t think it’s safe for you to go home right now.” You opened your mouth to argue but Renjun silenced you with a single look into your eyes, his own were tinged with bits of maroon. “You were with me for at least four hours today and that’s enough time for my scent to rub off on you. If you were to go home right now, those hunters might think you’re one of us and it’s too dangerous to let you do that.”

“When will I be able to go home then?” you asked, “I can tell my parents that I’m sleeping over at a friends’ house but I still need to go to school. We need to go to school.” You emphasized the ‘we’, remembering that your project was due on Monday and you weren’t about to let all your hard work go to waste.

“Monday should be fine.” Renjun said, looking to Haechan for confirmation.

Haechan nodded as he told you, “as long as you’re at school and with your classmates and Renjun then you should be safe. There’s other vampires at your school anyway, so there’s no way the hunters would make a move then, especially when there are so many humans around.”

You let out a groan at the realization that your life just got impossibly more difficult as you texted your mom that you wouldn’t be coming home until Monday morning. Renjun stayed with you, running his cool fingers through your hair in an attempt to calm you down. Haechan had already gone back to Jaemin’s room, probably to check in on him and to settle down for the night, even if he didn’t sleep anyways.

As you hit send, Renjun stood up from the couch and offered you his hand, helping you off the ground and pulling you towards his room. He went through his drawers, pulling out one of his hoodies and a pair of his boxers as he tells you where the shower is and how to turn it on.

“That’s not the only thing y/n will be turning on tonight” you hear Haechan yell through the wall, feeling your face heat up in embarrassment. You and Renjun leave his room, you head towards the bathroom, Renjun to Jaemins’ room to lecture Haechan on respecting women.

You follow Renjun’s instructions and finish showering, slipping into the clothes he gave you and taking a moment to appreciate the slight vanilla scent mixed with the smell of the detergent he used. You make your way back to Renjun’s room, finding him already lying in bed, playing on his phone. You were about to ask him where you were going to sleep, not wanting to intrude on his space, but he pats the side of the bed next to him, telling you to lie down with him.

You slide under the blanket next to him, not letting yourself get too close to him, though he grabs your hips and pulls you in anyways, saying that you’ll fall off the bed if you sleep like that. He reaches over you to place his phone next to yours on his nightstand before getting comfortable next to you.

“I promise, I have more self-control than you think. I’ve been alive for more than a hundred years, it wouldn’t hurt to trust me a little bit” Renjun said, a playful smile dancing across his face. You sigh before allowing more of your body to rest against him, allowing him to wrap his arms around you, though you insist on facing him, your face nuzzled into his chest, just as a safety precaution so he couldn’t reach your neck. You soon drifted off to sleep, lost in your thoughts about how crazy your life has gotten in these past few months since you first met Renjun.

You slept better than expected, though you felt bad knowing that Renjun stayed with you the whole night even if he doesn’t sleep at all. When you finally came to your senses, you noticed that you had shifted around in your sleep as you were now facing away from Renjun, who was now laying on his back, and your head was resting on his shoulder rather than on the pillow.

You rolled over to face him, not wanting to wake up yet and nuzzling yourself into his side, causing Renjun to let out a faint laugh at your actions though he didn’t say anything and put his attention back to his phone. After a few minutes of trying to go back to sleep, you smelled something oddly similar to pancakes and you raised your head to look up at Renjun in confusion, knowing that other than you, no one else in the apartment would eat pancakes, which you had figured out due to all the times Renjun had turned down your offers to feed him whenever you ordered food at the cafe.

“Jaemin went shopping earlier because he was worried that you’d be hungry,” Renjun explained, turning his head to gaze down at you. “I don’t really know what kinds of foods you’d be into so I let him cook what he thought you’d like.” Renjun said, now reaching over you to place his phone on the nightstand. You use his positioning to your advantage, wrapping your arms around his torso and pulling him down to lie on top of you. “Someone’s a little affectionate now huh” he teases, though not moving off you, letting his hands make their way under your shoulders while locking eyes with you.

Your eyes trail down to his lips that look surprisingly soft and warm, though you force yourself to look back into his eyes, noticing that he was now smirking. “You’re awfully bold in the mornings, love” he said, the new nickname causing the butterflies in your stomach to flutter. You wanted to kiss him so badly, his fluffed up bed hair making him look that much cuter, but the lack of clarity about your relationship was unsettling.

“Renjun,” you began, he hummed in response as he rested his head on your chest, “what are we? Like, I know we’re mates and all but what does that make our relationship? What am I to you?” you asked, regretting your words as soon as they left your mouth for sounding like an idiot.

“I’d consider us lovers,” he responded, now looking up at you, “only if you would like us to be though. I won’t make you commit to anything yet if you’re not comfortable.”

“Is it, uh, normal for a vampire to be ‘lovers’ with their mate even if they’re a human?” You’ve only dated a few people before, not a lot, but enough to count on one hand. You were fairly experienced though not in this realm.

Renjun smiled at your confusion, finding it amusing, “of course it’s normal, y/n. Our mates are the people who are given to us, they are the other half to us. We were meant to fit together whether it be a romantic relationship or not,’ he told you as he ran a hand through your hair, causing you to lean into his cool touch, “though I’d hope our relationship is or will be someday.”

“Does that mean I can call you my boyfriend?”

“Only if you agree to be my girlfriend.”

“I’d love to” you said as you leaned up to place a kiss on his nose, though he reacted faster, tilting his head up so you kissed him on his lips instead. You pulled away in shock, your cheeks heating up as you realized what just happened.

Renjun laughed as he rolled to get off the bed, pulling you up with him and into his arms. “You must be hungry,” he said, placing a kiss on your forehead, making you push yourself further into his chest though your stomach let out a growl as if confirming his statement. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

You and Renjun made your way to the kitchen to find Jaemin flipping a pancake, letting out a soft ‘wow’ as it landed back into the pan. He looks up when he hears you enter and smiles at you before telling you “I’m sorry I’m always such a mess whenever I meet you. I hope this will give you a better first impression of me when I’m actually conscious enough to stand on my own.” His smile was so wide, reminding you of a bunny, and you couldn’t help but notice how cute he was, Renjun putting his hands on your waist as if he read your thoughts.

Once you finished choosing your toppings from the broad selection Jaemin had bought, you sat down at the kitchen island next to Renjun and took a bite of the pancakes Jaemin made for you. “Jaemin, these are so good,” you exclaimed, “well, good considering you probably haven’t cooked for a while now” you said, laughing at your own joke.

“Actually, I’m pretty young in vampire age, believe it or not. Though I may have stopped aging at twenty, I’ve only been this way for nine years unlike your boyfriend, who’s got over a hundred more years of life experience” he said, making you turn to Renjun, your eyes wide in shock.

“Haven’t you ever questioned why I know such obscure things from the 1900s?” he said to you.

“Alright, this is borderline pedophilia.” Jaemin joked, causing both you and him to laugh as Renjun just rolled his eyes.

After eating breakfast, you stayed sitting on the couch with Renjun, your legs resting over his lap as you forced him to watch Twilight since he admitted to never having seen it before. He took you home later that afternoon, ranting the whole time about how inaccurately vampires were portrayed and how even Haechan could’ve done a better job with the styling and makeup.

Over such a short period of time, you had already grown used to Renjun’s constant presence, whether he was ranting about Twilight or not, which is why you had trouble sleeping that night. You called Renjun and talked to him until you fell asleep, the conversation mostly lingering on your presentation tomorrow, making sure you both had everything set and ready to go, though you were already deep in your sleep when Renjun whispered ‘I love you’ before ending the call.

The presentation goes smoothly, as does the remaining week of the semester, leaving you flying into winter break. You convinced your parents to let you stay over at Renjun’s every so often by making up an imaginary friend named Hina who was a transfer student from Japan, at which Renjun only shook his head when you told him. “I don’t even speak Japanese,” he said, “but I can learn it for you so your story isn’t THAT unbelievably false.”

Another time you’re over, he tells you about the annual Christmas sleepover party that he, Jaemin, and Haechan have, though it’s more so for Jaemin because he misses spending time with his family during Christmas, the fact that he’s unable to eat his feelings away, making it only worse. You agree immediately, finding it so cute that Jaemin still enjoyed indulging in human festivities even if he was nine years removed from the species.

Leading up to the party, you suggested doing a Secret Santa, in which you had gotten Jaemin. You spent a lot of time thinking about what to get him, but ultimately settling on a cute white bunny plushie you saw in the store during a grocery run with your mom. You were excited to see what your Secret Santa got you, though you were really hoping it was Renjun.

Two days before Christmas is when you, Renjun, and Jaemin gather around a small miniature Christmas tree placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa and open your gifts, assuming that Haechan probably forgot and would be buying something last minute and super-speed running over from his own apartment.

Renjun unwraps his present first, finding an apron and a cookbook titled ‘40 Things To Cook For Your Girlfriend’. He gets up and places Jaemin in a chokehold while Jaemin tries to reason with him, telling him that he should “learn how to cook for your girlfriend because I won’t be doing it forever.”

Once they settle down, Jaemin opens his gift, letting out a coo of delight when he sees the small white bunny. He immediately names it Snowball and proceeds to affectionately hug it, though if it were alive, he would’ve suffocated it. He tells you ‘thank you’ and Renjun asks how he knows it’s from you. “You wouldn’t ever buy me something this cute, Renjun. You don’t even own a single plushie, you’re such a monster.” Jaemin said, earning another chokehold from Renjun.

The only remaining box on the table was addressed to Haechan, which you now knew was from Renjun, meaning Haechan was your (now, not) Secret Santa. Just as Jaemin was about to open Haechan’s present, having grown tired of waiting, the front door bursts open revealing a very frantic looking Haechan.

Within a blink, he was sitting at the coffee table anxiously explaining why he was late, saying that he went to the mall to buy your gift, which he forgot to get, as expected, and when he came back, his apartment was broken in to and he found a sticky note on the back of his door. He pulled it out of his pocket, unfolding it on the table for you all to see. ‘we found you’ was all it said, accompanied by a stamp of the emblem which Renjun explained to you, was used by vampire hunters.

A/N - next chapter is gonna be low key angsty so enjoy the fluff while it lasts :’) feel free to give me feedback and tell me your thoughts so far

@nct-writers​

[hiro-gari]

WEREWOLF-VAMPIRE AU BATAROU FANWORKS MASTERLIST by: Little1993lamb

Werewolf-Vampire AU Batarou was an AU that I created in 2020, because I've noticed when searching for Batarou fanworks, we still haven't had Garou and Badd depicted as Werewolf and Vampire couple in OPM fandom at that time. Whereas other fandom probably had that kind of AU already.

Especially the fact that Garou always associated with "wolf" imagery, and Badd has "bat" imagery, both for the thing (metal bat) or the animal (bat). Eventhough we have already seen Batarou hashtags using wolf&bat emojis together, there was still no fanworks about that AU. That's why I kickstarted the whole shenanigans!

My initial thought about the AU that started the idea can be read on here: kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/613519666400428032/

The story was about a rogue Alpha Werewolf Garou fell in love with a fighter Vampire Badd. Eventually they became lifelong mates despite their status as mortal enemies, and together they formed a new werewolf pack: a family. Although, of course there was some people who didn't like their forbidden relationship and wanted to tear them apart. Thus both Garou and Badd were struggling to safe their family.

I've decided to make compilation for all the fanworks regarding the WereVamp AU in this masterlist, so everyone can take a look of it!

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- Main Story -

The Origin of Werewolf-Vampire AU is here: •https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/613597920369999872/

This is the direct sequel (Iisted as Sequel I): •https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/615478155965235200/

And some extra miscellaneous headcanons: •https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/615633847523082240/p-werewolf-vampire-au-setting •https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/616687154603737088/werewolf-vampire-au-hc

From the short Sequel I, it continued into the main story with longer writings. You can find all the main story writings which were become full-fledged fanfic series, complete from Sequel II to Sequel IX (the ending), in here: •Sequel II : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/617517008021520384/ •Sequel III : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/617649736614313984/ •Sequel IV : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/617847276497469440/ •Sequel V : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/617943987127451648/ •Sequel VI : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/618252888543821824/ •Sequel VII : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/618426027787567104/ •Sequel VIII : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/618614382852767744/ •Sequel IX : https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/618887116310642688/

I wrote the whole Werewolf-Vampire AU Batarou fanfic series as a submission present for @the-goddessfighter after she requested me, in which I'm gladly accepted 😚👍💝 And the story also included her Batarou's love child OC Gaman! He's a very adorable and lovely character, I only borrowed him for the story purpose with her permission 😆

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- Fanarts -

By the way, I'm so happy that I also received concept art illustrations for the AU from many amazing artists! Thank you guys, you're awesome I'm forever grateful for you all 😭💕 Please check them out in the links below, they're absolutely deserved all the appreciation! 👏👑💐

🌸From @the-goddessfighter: •https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/615593923960782848/i-wanted-to-contribute-a-little-more-for-the-au •https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/616156992348766208/if-gaman-was-also-included-in-werewolf-vampire-au •https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/617890565100552192/based-on-some-scenes-from-the-au-werevamp •https://the-goddessfighter.tumblr.com/post/618465492397637632/two-scenes-from-sequel-vi-the-awakening-of-hybrid

🌸From @guppys-paw: •guppys-paw.tumblr.com/post/613900581897109504/did-you-all-already-know-werewolves-and-vampires •https://guppys-paw.tumblr.com/post/615782066826739712/this-au-is-just-perfect-n-ill-definitely-do •https://guppys-paw.tumblr.com/post/618045704688058369/finally-i-can-post-this-these-koeharu

🌸From @guby1620: •https://guby1620.tumblr.com/post/630038589277880320/batarouwerevamp-au-their-origins •https://guby1620.tumblr.com/post/630222192886562816/after-got-saved-by-bang-bang-took-garou-into-his •https://guby1620.tumblr.com/post/617386201616400384/koeharu •https://guby1620.tumblr.com/post/616478461001859072/everytime-garou-turns-back-to-his-human-form

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- Spin Off -

This spin-off was actually a side project when I was in the middle of writing the main story, but currently unfinished because I haven't get motivated enough to continue it 😔

The story was kinda "AU of the AU" or "AU divergence", like it has a different path from the main story. You can read it separately, but I recommend you to read the main story first to understand some backbone elements of the whole AU in this spin-off! 😉👍✨

This is the spin-off fic (unfinished) : •https://guby1620.tumblr.com/post/633696970705354752/new-werewolf-vampire-au-chapter-1-by

And these are the concept of it: •https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/618655923954696192/what-do-you-think-about-kid-werewolfgarou •https://kaincuro.tumblr.com/post/619833565457317888/new-werewolf-vampire-au-part-1-bc-i-still (I think I spoiled the entire spin-off plot in this link, lmao!)

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That's all about the WereVamp AU Batarou that I can offer so far, I hope you enjoyed them! 😆💕

I know my fics are so far from perfection and probably not quite interesting enough to read, since I don't have any decent writing skill and not really talented at being a writer at all. But I still want to share my ideas to you all because I really like them, and also wanna participate on doing something useful to the fandom.

So thank you so much for everyone who supporting and encouraging me until now! I'm so grateful for being in this lovely fandom 😭🙏💕💞💖

-Little1993lamb-

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~Lilia:

hi (〃ω〃) sorry this took me so long, I wanted to read through it all

I’M STILL RECOVERING FROM THE AWE

This had me going through a rollercoaster of emotions 😩 Thank you for making this masterlist, I appreciate the effort sm 💗 You got the whole fandom so hype lowkey sad I missed it originally and it grew from one ask into an EPIC MASTERPIECE ✨

[soft-ris]

CP: yo!! im a witch and im usually a very understanding and patient person, but at the same time i have anger issues and little to no patience at all—i usually like to draw, sing, listen to music, and a whole lot more! im touch starved and an affectionate hooman being once you got to know me more. i actually have a collection of plushies that i cuddle with when i go to sleep—i go by the name lixilia online but my friends call me yana! im interested in a lot of things but procrastination is just preventing me,, im nice and have a loveable personality! and im talented??? (at least thats what my friends say—) hmm my top 3 faves? Bruno, Jonathan, Polnareff (+ Kakyoin, Joots, and a whole lot more— im indecisive im sorry—) ig the emojis i can use to describe me are: ✨💕💖😤💀👌🎮⛓🖤🎧🏳‍🌈 [ i-is this how you do it?—aas sorry im not used to stuff like these jfjsks]

Cupid’s Pick for your match made in heaven is...

...Bruno!

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I’m a witch.

While all of them are fascinated and intrigued on some level…

Bruno would be a little skeptical at first (because I mean you could just be fucking with him like it’s a new mafia assassination tactic right?), but once you show him the real shit and he wraps his head around it, he’s extremely accepting. He’s just so in awe of your witchcraft and how it all works and about you. He also will protect u if someone bad finds out or if someone makes fun of you thinking you’re crazy in the head. He also won’t take advantage of your witchcraft, 100%. He asks for specific favors sometimes when he needs your help, but he by no means will force you to do something just because it’ll benefit him the best.

Jonathan… might be wary in the beginning. He probably grew up with the whole evil witch stereotype thing, so he finds it very conflicting (the ideals in him and you). But after seeing that you’re a genuine witch and mean absolutely no harm though, he’ll be so sorry for how he had treated you (he thinks he should’ve been more open and kind, because that’s what a gentleman should be like). He’ll be real curious and excited to learn about your life and witchcraft, and he’ll be supportive and protective too. If your witchcraft can heal him, he might subconsciously start to be more reckless because he knows you can just patch him up. Which is 0/10 recommend because he’s already so reckless :/

Polnareff will take it as a joke for a while, until you prove that ur the real deal to him and he goes through a whole range of emotions and scenarios lol. From being in denial (he thinks you’re just taking the joke or role play way too far), to being wary to you cursing him (because aren’t all witches evil?), to being curious about your witchcraft and its abilities (some of which he will try to take advantage of), to making 90% of his flirtatious comments revolve around you being a witch or your witchcraft. But he’ll silver chariot stab someone if they ever insult or make fun of you for being a witch.

I’m usually a very understanding and patient person, but at the same time I have anger issues and little to no patience at all.

Bruno & Jonathan handles the latter part better than Polnareff, but in quite different ways.

Bruno himself, I would say, is quite understanding and patient, so he likes that you have the same qualities because I see him as someone who responds very well to others’ genuine kindness. But he also has boundaries and self-respect, so if you unjustly take out your anger on him, he will (essentially) scold you or tell you off. He may do it in a softer way compared to when he tells his gang off for being idiots, but he’s still going to do it. BUT he’ll also talk to you after it all immediately like adults. He doesn’t want bad blood between the two of you, it’s not healthy for the dynamics. He loves you after all. If your anger and impatience is justified, then he takes it and tries to understand if it’s aimed at him. If it’s aimed at others? He’ll support you (somehow) LMAO. Imo Bruno’s the best with you for this because he tells you as is.

Jonathan appreciates that you’re understanding and patient because a lot goes on in his life (DIO, hamon, vampires, etc.). BUT, with your anger issues and little to no patience, he might lash back (or cry) if you say something that really hurts him, but if it ain’t that bad, he’d usually placate you with softness and patience of his own. And he might talk to you about it after you’ve calmed down if it was pretty bad and it wasn’t directed at him. He looks like the type to not mind getting angry with you if it’s directed at something real annoying though (not him). But would give you the Hurt & Disappointed look if you cross some line or catch him on a bad day. Then he wouldn’t talk to you for a bit until he’s ready or calmed down, which can be nerve wrecking for you and your impatience might fester.

Polnareff (imo) needs someone who’s understanding and patient as a whole. I’m not saying a person like that (with no negative emotions or habits) exists, but because he has a little too much pride and acts a little too much based on his emotions, if you pop off at him, he will pop back off on you. It’s just how it will be with him. There’s also an 80% chance he’ll say something real nasty if you say or do something that really hurts his feelings. He also strikes me as someone who moves past (minor to moderate) things relatively quick, so he’d be annoyed if you’re still hanging onto the previous argument. 3/10 for this disposition.

I’m touch starved and an affectionate hooman being once you got to know me more.

All 3 of them enjoys the physical touch, especially Polnareff, but I can see Polnareff trying to take advantage of that somehow if y’all aren’t at the dating stage yet.

Bruno enjoys the touches, reciprocates at his own rate and accepts your affections with soft smiles and kisses. In a relationship, I can see him amping up his physical affection to match your own. Idk why but I just HC him as someone who is equally touch starved and loves all the physical contact he gets with you, so there’s that connection and mutual understanding that he has with you.

Jonathan is the same in enjoying your affections, but I don’t really see him as touched starved so he may not understand sometimes why you’re so affectionate (not that he minds though, he’ll take all the love you give him).

I’m nice and have a loveable personality! 

Bruno would love for his s/o to get along well with his family/gang. He knows his gang is…colourful, but that’s his family. Like for example, Giorno may have had a rough start with everyone, and a rough relationship with Abbacchio, but they all still got along and was able to work together to some degree (some better than others). And because you’re his s/o, it would just make him feel weird if his family doesn’t like you or get along with you at all, so because of your disposition, it means a lot to him (family is everything to Italians in JOJO after all).

I’m interested in a lot of things but procrastination is just preventing me,,

Bruno would push you to go on when he notices because he wants to help you, and as we all know, he’s observant. Also a great motivator tbh. He’ll even spare time to explore the interest with you if it helps. He’ll even think of prompts to help you when he’s not around to motivate you. Imo I think out of the 3, he would be the best in helping you with this and maybe it help you overcome this procrastination issue.

I usually like to draw, sing, listen to music, and a whole lot more!

I see Jonathan & Polnareff’s personal interests and hobbies being more outdoorsy and active. So they would not indulge in your hobbies as much as Bruno would. They’d support you, 10000% for sure, but they’ll be pushing you to try to take part in their hobbies as well (sports, travelling, bars, etc.). I also see them as the type to wanna do things with their s/o a lot.

Bruno looks like he enjoys alone time as much as he enjoys being with you. His hobbies and interests also look more calm and can be combined with yours. Like going on a fishing trip, and you can turn on some music and he’ll fish while you draw or sing. Or cooking and you two can duet while prepping in the kitchen. Soft peaceful shit like that yk?

I actually have a collection of plushies that I cuddle with when I go to sleep.

Idk why but I can totally see Bruno going to sleep with you in his arms, and then wake up with one of your plushies in his arms instead and not mind it at all, which is hella cute uwu. He’ll even indulge in this collection of yours and get you new ones because now there are some in there from him.

ig the emojis i can use to describe me are: ✨💕💖😤💀👌🏼🎮⛓🖤🎧🏳️‍🌈

With the top 3’s vibes when I think strictly in emoji, Polnareff would be attracted to you for sure, but friendship would flourish better than a relationship (imo). Bruno thinks you’re cute, the contrast between you two would be like the face value ‘opposites attract’. Jonathan thinks you’re cool, I see the friendship flourishing better than a relationship again. Not saying it wouldn’t work (with Pol & Jonathan + u), just saying friendship would come easier than a relationship (compared to Bruno).

[resident-of-edgy-evil]

Leon x reader where you’re both 17. I have no idea what this became but I hope y’all can find some semblance of enjoyment in it.

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You were never one to break rules. You had never been grounded, never had a reason to get your phone taken away, there had never been any reprimanding lectures unless you allowed someone else to take advantage of you. Your parents had more concerned with your pride over safety. All in all, you weren’t a rebellious child, nor were you a rule breaker.

This meant that you were often trusted to be left to your own devices. Once again, your family left you home alone and you had nothing better to do than play video games and check your Discord from time to time. When you saw your boyfriends’ online status, you shot him a quick message, declaring your boredom in the utmost highest form of eloquence.

Leon, I’m boooooorrrrreeeddd

You picked up your controller and continued shooting zombies, hoping for a response soon so you didn’t die from boredom. This was your 3rd time playing the game and you were in dire need of some sort of human interaction. Your hopes were answered no more than 7 minutes later when your phone sounded from a notification. You unlocked the device to see a message from your most recent contact and not to your surprise, it had been Leon.

Okay, I can be over in 30?

You bit your lip, racking your brain for ideas that wouldn’t get you in trouble. The two you rested on were either you can ask your parents if it was okay that he could come over, but you knew it’d be a definite no, or you two could go to the park in which was also against the rules. However, it had been more of an unspoken regulation and you two wouldn’t have as much privacy as your neighbors all knew you and would strike up a conversation if they saw you there. Thus following the topic of their next conversation with your parents.

My parents aren’t home

All the more reason to come over then

A slight wave of panic washed over you as you knew you didn’t want to say no. You had always been the golden child of your family and didn’t want to break your parent’s trust. You really, really didn’t want to say no.

After a brief moment of silence on your end, his message status continued to display he was typing.

I don’t want to get you in trouble, we can do something next week if you want

You set your jaw, not uncaring of the consequences, but you didn’t want to pass up the offer either. Besides, he loved your family and they loved him, but there was a feeling of comfort between the two of you, knowing that he wasn’t so jumpy when they were around.

You were conflicted. Sure, of course you wanted to see Leon. It had been a month and a half since you two had hung out together and your relationship was so innocent. Your relations with each other were virtually the same as they had been before you were dating. He always liked to say that the two of you had been dating before it was formally announced. You couldn’t help but agree with his statement as your friendship had been somewhat unconventional. You guys didn’t do what friends would do.

The two of you hadn’t even kissed. He had tried a few times including a New Year’s Eve get-together you planned before anyone else got there. Even though your relationship was entirely innocent, your parents would never leave the two of you alone without checking in periodically, and you found that to be fair. They didn’t seem to mind the occasional hand holding or him resting his head on your lap while you played with his hair. However, he still jumped whenever one of your family members walked into the room. He didn’t want to lose their trust even though everything you two had done was purity in its truest form.

Please come over

He sent a smiley emoji in reply and you could only imagine the actual look on his face. You really wished you could see it as it was your favorite thing in the world. He was adorable in every sense of the word.

You leaned back into the couch you sat on and continued playing your video game. You completed some check points here and there, found some keys, dodged a few potentially life threatening actions to your character before it got boring again.

Closing the game application, you browsed through the PlayStation store, settling on a zombie game that had been from the same franchise as the previous one you played. The first episode was free so you had no qualms with trying it out. The game had good ratings and, to be quite frank, you were a picky gamer but this looked really good.

Soon enough after downloading the game, you found yourself broken from your reverie as you were reminded of the plans you had made earlier. The horror of what you had done didn’t feel quite real until you heard a knock on your front door, knowing that only Leon would be so polite. Any of your other friends would have barged through the front and it was too late for any other visitors to stop by.

Your second realization was that you had looked like trash. It was a lazy day so you were decked out in your “fanciest” clothing. Your attire consisted of a pair of short shorts and a tank top. You were sure he wouldn’t mind as he was a very respectful boy and would never try anything with you without mutual consensus, but that didn’t make you any less self conscious.

You booked it down the stairs to answer the door, nearly tripping on the other spare pairs of shoes your family had neglected to put back on the rack. You mentally cursed and reminded yourself to put them back in their respective places when he left. You quickly composed yourself before twisting and turning the knob completely, facing the devil himself.

You both smiled at each other, wordlessly, before he muttered a simple “hi” to break the silence. Now, your third realization was that he was not a normal human being. This was Leon Kennedy and he wouldn’t budge from a doorway even if you opened it wider for him unless he was formally invited inside. You shook your head with a chuckle, forgetting his charming nature as well as your forgetfulness. It could also mean that he's a vampire...but that was another thought for another day.

His eyebrows narrowed slightly at your silence.

“What?” He offered a confused grin.

“It’s nothing, love, I’m just glad to see you.” You smiled. “Now get in here. It’s chilly outside,” you guided him by the hand to the top of the stairs.

You two settled in on the couch that was in your parents’ living room as Leon joined you on your escapade throughout the game.

It had been an hour or so into playing the game that he looked over at you, eyes softening with a slight smile. You knew the look had to be something more than what he was letting on since he wouldn’t say a word.

There was no fairytale glint in his eyes. There was no overly romantic gesture. It was just you and Leon playing video games. You hadn’t expected that his face would move towards yours getting closer and closer. He didn’t show any sign of stopping. He was trying to do the thing! You weren’t ready to do the thing!

You didn’t know what to do so you panicked and turned your head away, feigning a look of fatigue. In all honesty, you did feel tired. After so many all-nighters, being in such a relaxed and safe environment made you want to drift right off. You shook the feeling off when you saw his eyes though. You weren’t naïve, you knew what he was trying to do. However, he shrugged it off while commenting he saw a stray eyelash.

There was no doubt in his mind that you loved him and he loved you just the same. It was a comforting feeling even though you believed you didn’t deserve it. He knew that it wasn’t anything personal.

You felt that you didn’t deserve him.

Nothing else was said for the next few minutes. You thought that he was going to place a kiss to your cheek and continue on with whatever it was you guys were doing. Honestly, he distracted you so much that you couldn’t even remember. The last thing you could recall was him asking about the plot of your favorite game before he started playing with your hair. He pulled you closer to him, resting his chin on your shoulder, watching you play your game. All the while, he laughed at your antics and ramblings, sneaking quick glances at you. The game looked interesting enough, it was something that grabbed his attention, but it was primarily directed towards you as you were the most interesting thing in the room.

You two had been dating for more than a few months, longer than any of your friends or family knew, and it was perfectly innocent to share a kiss. He began to close the space between the two of you again as your panic grew. It wasn’t that you didn’t want kiss him. You desperately wanted to, instead, you tilted your head away, resting your forehead on his chin. He placed a kiss to your forehead before pulling away slightly.

"I won't push you if you don't want to." He whispered above you, enjoying your gesture of sentiment.

The two of you didn't want to move from the position you were in, so he placed another kiss, this time to your temple and pulled you closer to him. Neither of you looked at each other. You couldn't see his hint of a smile and he couldn’t see your face of relief.

Your biggest fear was hurting his feelings. You didn't want him to think that you didn’t trust him or you didn’t love him enough. You couldn’t even place what it was that made you so shy about it. It wasn’t as if he was asking for sex! That thought, however, was a whole other can of worms that you didn’t want to open yet.

Time crawled on from that point as you enjoyed each other’s company and reminisced old memories from your early childhood. Your heart would jump a little every time a car would pass by in the cul de sac of your home, praying you two wouldn’t be caught alone. But every time it had only been a neighborhood turning off of the street from yours.

At one of these moments in particular, your gaze fell on a pair of headlights that had shine through your windows. Leon hit the floor with a thud and a laugh in an attempt to hide. The car turned and your heart fell from your throat. You couldn’t really say that you felt all that relieved after that.

“False alarm,” you rubbed the back of your neck, sheepishly.

He didn’t get up as he continued to drum his fingers against your less than comfortable living room floor. Though his smiler never faltered.

“Sneaking around has been fun and all, but it’s getting dark and I don’t want to get you in trouble.”

You nodded and pulled him with your extended hand. For as relaxed as your time together had been, you couldn’t help but feel like it had been the most chaotic night of your life.

“Thanks for spending time with me, it’s been kinda lonely around here.” He dipped his head down, curtly, and slipped through your back door leaving you alone once again.

The fatigue that you felt earlier set in by the moment he slipped out the door. It had always been a part of your introverted personality. Even your favorite people in the world could leave you feel drained. But that was not a reflection on how you felt about him, especially. Right now you just felt...empty. You felt the need to fill the emptiness, like there was something left that you had to do before he left.

Without processing it for another second, your fingers fumbled for your phone on the banister, you had no idea how far he had gone and you needed him back quickly.

“Leon, I need you to come back here for a moment.”

He paused momentarily, fearing the worst.

“What’s wrong?”

Your hands began to tingle and your anxiety tripled. You didn’t really know what was wrong or what you were doing.

For the longest time in your life, everything you had ever done was calculated and well thought out. You always ran through your options methodically, to the point where you’d miss out on important milestones in life because you were busy overthinking. You weren’t sure what you were doing right now, but it felt right.

“Please come back, it’s important.”

You didn’t wait for him to answer in fear that he’d ask you more questions than you’d be able to answer. So the moment you heard his footsteps stop and their rapid recessions, you ended the call.

Your stomach dropped and the overwhelming realization of what you had just done came settling in. You hadn’t planned this far ahead. The self induced crisis was broken at the sound of a hurried set of knocks.

Leon shifted between his legs, waiting for the door to open. Catching you off guard, he didn’t wait for an invitation this time as he looked you over. When he couldn’t find any harm he glanced at the surroundings to make sure there wasn’t a break in or something that would’ve caused your worried voice over the phone.

“Hey,” he took you by the hands, gently. “What’s wrong?”

Your lips parted slightly when you couldn’t think of an intelligent reply. His concern for your wellbeing astounded you and, in your mind, it had been apparent why you called him back here.

You were tired of being a coward.

You brought him into a hug. He wasn’t tense, wasn’t angered, he seemed relieved that you were safe albeit a little confused. When you pulled away, you looked him in the eyes. And his finally found what they were searching for earlier in yours.

“Are we doing this now?”

You nodded as you brought your lips to his in a chaste kiss. Neither of you said anything, for the millionth time that night you were silent.

You hadn’t really expected your first kiss to be on your back porch, hiding away from the wandering eyes of your neighbors, nor had it occurred that it would’ve been so informal. Yet somehow, you noted, that you wouldn’t have it any other way. It was shared with the boy you loved and that’s what mattered most. That’s what made it perfect.

He didn’t try to hide his goofy smile for even a second as he mumbled a quick goodbye before turning around again.

“Have I ever told you that I love you?”

You jokingly shook your head no and he brought you in for another kiss.

“Your smile says it all, beautiful.” He gave you a wink and sprinted away from your place to go home.

It may be odd to anyone else in the world, but this was your dream date and you wouldn’t change a second of it. Leon was that kind of person that made every second of living perfect.

“Your smile is worth more than mine.” You mumbled to yourself as you shut the door and locked it.

“I love you too.”

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Sorry that it’s so messy. I’ve been meaning to post it for a while but I was never too pleased with it.

[shark-myths]

@alienfuckeronmain tagged me to deep-search my soul with these questions, and it is the exact distraction I was looking for! no pressure to do this one, pals, but i tag @carbonbased000 @leyley09 @shoeboxofphotographs12 @glitterandrocketfuel @allkindsofplatinumandpercocet @setting-in-a-honeymoon @toorational and anyone i’ve forgotten!

1. Do you prefer writing with a black pen or blue pen? does anyone like blue pens? who is this product made for

2. Would you prefer to live in the country or city? the city, cuz i spent 7 consecutive years very broke in rural areas with homophobia neighbors and having things to do is so thrilling. but i imagine one day retreating into the desert and living far from my nearest neighbors

3. If you could learn a new skill what would it be? I have learned all the skills I am interested in right now, because learning new things is an a+ quarantine activity. maybe the ability to do physics? i would like to be proficient in physics and i am deeply not

4. Do you drink your tea/coffee with sugar? Never

5. What was your favourite book as a child? all of them! I have always read like i’m running out of time and often get stressed when i think about how few books i will be able to read in my lifetime. as a child I reread Lord of the Rings and Robin McKinley and the Holly Black Tithe series the most, and i was OBSESSED with those gold-paged books with ribbon bookmarks that were diaries of girls from different historical periods, and i have never been able to read historical fiction since.

6. Do you prefer baths or showers? I hated baths passionately until my chronic pain reached a tipping point, and since then i have learned to really enjoy the long hot soak with a drink and a book. (i didn’t like showers either until very recently. life support tasks felt like a huge waste of time until i got a partner who helped me figure out how to enjoy them)

7. If you could be a mythical creature, which one would it be? i have always wanted to be one of tolkien’s elves! I want a long life filled with learning languages and reading books and existing in green peaceful spaces, and then i want to be able to die when i am done.

8. Paper or electronic books? I like paper better--I’ve been building a library slowly my whole life--but my kindle has been life-saving during the pandemic when i couldn’t go to the library.

9. What is your favourite item of clothing? right now i’m doing all my work remotely and clothes feel meaningless, but i have a plain black tank top that i feel really comfortable in

10. Do you like your name or would you like to change it? I don’t like my name at all--it’s Kaylie--because it is so aggressively peppy and feminine. it doesn’t sounds like an adult’s name; it evokes exclamation points and pigtails. i have always wished for a severe, no-nonsense name like joan, or a pretty but to-the-point name like eva.

11. Who is a mentor to you? Leslie Knope

12. Would you like to be famous and if so, what for? I used to fantasize about being a famous writer, and now in my field i do wish i had a name that mattered or was considered esteemed or expert in something in some way. I would love to have a research job where i had paid time to publish! but i don’t want it enough to work on it outside of my capitalist mandatory labor hours, because i don’t have enough time for my loved ones as it is

13. Are you a restless sleeper? lately yes, since my cat died in january i have slept like absolute hell

14. Do you consider yourself a romantic person? not really, but i am a thoughtful one

15. Which element best represents you? earth

16. Who do you want to be closer to? physically i want to be closer to my long-distance pals like @alienfuckeronmain @newleafover @time-less @immoral-crow @leyley09 (leyna let’s have a movie night when i’m done moving???)

17. Do you miss someone at the moment? pretty much all my friends i used to regularly hang out with, sam who moved to seattle, sam who lives in madison, all the people i listed above

18. Tell us about an early childhood memory. I used to play going to work. i’d pack up a backgammon case as a briefcase, grab my stuffed gorilla, and go write in notebooks and move pieces of paper around

19. What is the strangest thing you have eaten? I am an extremely boring person and all I eat is popcorn and bread

20. What are you most thankful for? having an able body that works to support me and keep me whole, having a partner who makes me feel truly cared for 

21. Do you like spicy food? yep!

22. Have you ever met someone famous? once at c2e2 i met george r.r. martin and no one else cared he existed because got wasn’t a show yet, so i awkwardly went up to him and proclaimed my love for his work, and then he trapped me in a long conversation about vampires

23. Do you do you keep a diary or journal? a journal! i have since i was pretty small, they take up a full shelf of a bookcase

24. Do you prefer to use a pen or a pencil? pen, and i have lots of Special Pens that i only use for a particular purpose or project, because i am a huge raging...

25. What is your star sign? virgo

26. Do you like your cereal soggy or crunchy? crunchy and without milk

27. What would you want your legacy to be? personally, that I wrote things that meant something to the people who read them; professionally, that i removed barriers to accessing healthcare for trans and gender expansive people

28. Do you like reading, what was the last book you read? see above--I completely adore reading. last book was Sisters of the Vast Black and currently i’m reading The House in the Cerulean Sea and it’s totally charming. I’ve been reading really quality science and nonfiction writing too, please send me your recommendations

29. How do you show someone you love them? I make them breakfast, I tell them so constantly, I send them things in the mail, I bring them small interesting gifts, and I say every nice thought I have about them out loud 

30. Do you like ice in your drinks? not especially, but it’s fun to chew on 

31. What are you afraid of? surgery

32. What is your favourite scent? smoke from blown-out candles, lavender, laundry detergent my loved ones use

33. Do you address older people by their name or surname? whatever they’ve told me to call them? this seems like common courtesy

34. If money was not a factor, how would you live your life? I do so much less clinical work and work fewer hours in general, I would run for office so I could influence policy and stop wasting my fucking time on the ground level, I would spend more time writing, I would spend so much more time with my family, I would devote the time to running longer distances again in a way that doesn’t aggravate my busted knee

35. Do you prefer swimming in pools or the ocean? the ocean!

36. What would you do if you found £50 on the ground? oh i would definitely spend that on something stupid and self-indulgent i wanted, like a pete wentz hoodie

37. Have you ever seen a shooting star? YES! when i was kid every summer i’d be sent to jesus camp, which thank god because that’s what got me into fanfiction, and it was in the middle of nowhere, wisconsin, and you could see the entire milky way and shooting stars blaze across that thing ALL THE TIME, and it shook me to my foundation every summer and for a time i mistook that feeling for faith in god instead of wonder at the infinite being and possibility that is our generous universe

38. What is the one thing you would want to teach your children? i have none of my own but my partner has a 5 year old, so quite against my intention i have become a parent-adjacent person. i try to teach him about emotional accountability for the effect of his actions on others

39. If you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it? the next tattoo i want is a big snake crawling up my mostly bare left arm

40. What can you hear now? my laptop fan

41. Where do you feel the safest? when i’m protecting someone else

42. What is the one thing you want to overcome/conquer? my relationship with my body

43. Of you could travel back to any era, what would it be? i’d really like to be a gentleman of leisure in a jane austen novel

44. What is your most used emoji? the purple heart

45. Describe yourself using one word. earnest

46. What do you regret the most? not going to a 4-year university and having a #college experience. it’s one of my most stinging regrets because it was not a decision i got to make for myself

47. Last movie you saw? what is a movie theater? what does it feel like to be in one? the last movie i watched is charlie’s angels from the early 2000s because that was an unexamined sexual awakening for me--lucy liu being efficient in leather has never left me, efficiency is the single trait i most attracted to--and i wanted my boyfriend to see how bad it is

48. Last tv show you watched? either Kipo and the age of the wonderbeasts or star trek tng!

49. Invent a word and its meaning. instead i will say that i think the most beautiful english word is ache. my favorite way of creating things is transforming and remixing what already exists, which makes writing with words someone else invented the ideal challenge and pastime 

(i really loved doing this! it was nice to talk about myself at the end of a workweek. thank you @alienfuckeronmain !)