#Isaac and Theo not included for both sides

[outcastpack]

for the wip wednesday game: thisaac hate fuck :)

I have two versions for thee, one I did for the rules and one lil bit I shall share-

Theo sighed in relief, Lydia was safe- for now at least. Allison was with her for now until they had to rotate, and then he, Scott or Stiles just had to get there before Erica or Isaac.

Glancing around the room, he found Stiles with some random while Scott looked uncomfortable as hell with whatever Erica was saying.

That just left- ah fuck.

Theo turned his head towards his own partner, met by blue eyes and a cocky smirk wiggling his fingers in greeting. Eyes forward Theo, just grit and bare.

"Not gonna welcome me back?" Isaac asked, voice mockingly innocent as he leaned on his elbows, head tilted towards Theo.

"That would require literally anyone missing you."

Isaac's smirk just widened at that, glancing around the room. "Nah, no one else did, but I bet you did." Theo couldn't resist snorting at that, staring at the new werewolf letting his unamusment show.

"Keep dreaming asshole."

Blue eyes gleamed with glee at the reply. "If this was a dream, you wouldn't be wearing so many clothes." Isaac's voice dropped low, taking on a sultry teasing tone.

'Excuse me, what!' Theo's mind screamed, taking everything in him to not react to that. The wolfs eyes dropping down towards his chest and back up. Hands gripping the table beneath his fingers tight as he willed himself not to react.

"You're hearts racing Teddy, cat got your tongue?" A hand trailed down his arm before he shoved it off, glaring at the other boy.

"It's called a heart condition prick."

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And now the 2nd coz Nate is nate.

Isaac’s body barricaded him against the locker, trapping him in place with an arm across his chest.

Theo swallowed at the close proximity between the two of them, only Isaac's arm separating their chests. "Got you." Isaac whispered, smug smirk returning.

Erica had taken off down the corridor to find Lydia, he could only hope Stiles and Allison had got her out of the library and the school.

"Pretty stupid of you to come after us all on your lonesome." Isaac said, raising an almost curious eyebrow at Theo. Yeah, he hadn’t really thought the plan through, channeling his inner Stiles and winging it.

Theo tried to shrug the tall boy off of him, as expected, finding no success the grip of the arm holding him in place only tightening. Stupid hot superna- wait hot. No, no, no, no, nope.

"It's not her." Theo growled, glaring up at the wolf. "Lydia isn't the kanima." Isaac just rolled his eyes at that, jerking his head down the hallway towards the chemistry classroom from earlier.

"Explain what happened in there then."

He couldn't, but he knew Stiles was right. Something was going on with the resident red-headed ice queen, but it wasn't kanima related.

Theo groaned, once again straining against the hold to try and escape, only finding himself shoved back against the row of lockers and Isaac stepping even closer into his space.

"Come on pretty boy, don't make me hurt you."

His breath hitched, feeling Isaac’s own against his nose from the close proximity. Blue eyes boreing into green. Theo felt his heart rate pick up and just knew Isaac heard it too, glancing down and back up.

Isaac's eyes flickered across his face, dropping down and up, increasingly darkening every second. Nostrils flaring ever so slightly.

Theo felt his own body react against his screaming will. Screaming at him to fucking think. His eyes dropped down down to Isaac’s lips.

Blue eyes watched the movement.

[twjournals]

you tell them you're pregnant / part 2

Isaac Lahey

He doesn't believe his ears. He makes you repeat it because he's not sure he heard you correctly.

"Isaac, I'm pregnant." You repeat.

You had known for a few days now. You were in a world of emotions already between your own emotions and wondering what Isaac would think when he found out.

There was no beating around the bush when you told him.

You weren't that far along to notice. If you hadn't missed your period, you probably would not have suspected anything yourself.

He blinked, turning his head as if he was taking in everything you were saying.

You stood in front of him, your hair still damp from the shower you had just taken.

"And here I thought you were about to tell me about something you were thinking in the shower." He chuckled nervously, feeling his hands starting to get clammy and he rubbed them around his pj bottoms. "Pregnant?"

You just nodded your head.

"Is this why you've been so quiet the past few days?" He met your eyes again.

You weren't sure what to say. You were terrified what was going through his mind.

"I can't say I'm not freaking out a little," He started before rising to his feet to lift your chin to look at him. He couldn't lie. He was freaking out between the trauma he was slowly recovering from with his father and trying to keep it from coming between the two of you. But right now he knew how much he needed you.

You look out the shaky breath you were holding in and he stroked his finger across your cheek. "But I'm here."

He presses a kiss to the side of your head, pulling you into his arms to hold you tight. "I'm here."

Theo Raeken

You knew it wasn't smart to be going behind your brother's back with Theo but you couldn't help yourself. And let's be honest Theo wasn't helping either.

"Theo, I need to tell you something." You mumbled against his lips as he started to pull his jacket down his arm.

It wasn't hard to hide it when everyone hated Theo, including you. You played the role so well.

At least that was the case.

"What is it?" His mouth left yours only to continue working kisses down your jaw and along your neck. You could barely think around him.

Your hands pushed against his chest, leaning away from him to pry his lips from your neck. He held onto your waist as he finally met your eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Liam was going to kill you.

You swallowed hard. Everything. "I'm pregnant, Theo."

You could feel how tense the air had grown around you in just a few second. Neither of you had said a word for a while, but his arms never moved from around you.

You moved to pull the two positive pregnancy tests from your back pocket to show him. His eyes followed your hand.

"I'm sorry. This isn't how I wanted things to go either, but I'm terrified. And Liam- Liam is going to-"

His name was like a trigger for the both of you. Considering Liam was your brother and about the only person who gave Theo any sort of a chance aside from you. "He's gonna have to get over it." He finally spoke.

"I don't want to ruin things for you. I know you've been trying to do better with everyone."

"I'm not worried about that." He admitted as his large hands caressed along your back comfortingly. "This matters more to me than trying to appease them." He nodded his head towards you.

Your cheeks blushed a deep crimson before hiding your face into his chest.

Peter Hale

You were curled up on the couch watching a movie with Peter after a long day of both of you helping Scott's pack.

A blanket was draped across both of you and a bowl of popcorn sitting on his lap.

You had known the exciting news for a week now and you couldn't wait any longer to share it with him.

Not that you had been trying to get pregnant, but it was a topic discussed a few times and you both weren't against being parents. You had been married two years now. It was nothing you were in a hurry to do, but now that it was happening. It felt like it was meant to be.

You reached a hand into the bowl to grab some popcorn, smiling to yourself as you kept your eyes on the tv screen.

"So what if I told you I may or may not be pregnant?" You tossed the popcorn in your mouth.

His fingers tracing against your back stilled and he lifted his head off the couch cushion to look at you.

"Are you?"

You struggled to bite back the grin on your lips, peeking over at find his soft eyes already on you.

"I am."

You watched his lips curl into a smile, knocking over the popcorn over to pull you into his lap. "Oh my god Peter. I was eating that."

His arms wrapped around your body to cuddle you on his lap. "I've been waiting for you to say something. I knew something was off." He kissed the corner of your mouth, glazing a large hand over your stomach.

"You knew? What?"

He taps his ear with a smirk. "You're married to a werewolf, baby. This is old news."

[calciopics]

14 famous footballers' sons looking to make it big

Want to feel old? The offspring of players that seemingly retired only yesterday are taking their first steps in the game

Poor Alfe-Inge Haaland. A competent Premier League player who won 34 caps for Norway is now most famous for being the dad of Erling.

The Manchester City striker has already had a better career than his dad, with all due respect to the former City, Leeds and Nottingham Forest midfielder. But what about other sons of famous footballers?

Here are 14 players aged 21 or under looking to follow in their fathers’ footsteps…

Etienne Eto'o

One of the greatest African footballers of all time, Samuel Eto'o enjoyed a magnificent career with the likes of Real Mallorca, Barcelona and Inter (Everton, less so).

Two of his brothers, David and Etienne, are also footballers, and Samuel has a son who is now taking his first steps in the game. Etienne Eto'o had a trial with Benfica in 2021, before signing his first professional deal with fellow Portuguese side Vitoria de Guimaraes this year.

Khephren Thuram

A World Cup, European Championship and UEFA Cup winner during his playing days, Lilian Thuram is France’s all-time record appearance maker with 142 caps. His first son Marcus clearly inherited dad’s talent: the Borussia Monchengladbach forward has an outside chance of being included in Didier Deschamps’ squad for Qatar.

Just over three years younger than Marcus, Khephren Thuram is a regular for France’s Under-21s. Born in Italy while Lilian was playing for Parma, Khephren is a key part of Lucien Favre’s Nice team.

Isaac Drogba

A Chelsea legend who won virtually everything there is to win at Stamford Bridge, Didier Drogba is widely regarded as one of the greatest strikers in Premier League history.

His son, Isaac, was part of Chelsea’s youth setup until 2018, when he joined French outfit Guingamp. The centre-forward spent a few months with Caratese in the Italian lower leagues last year, and is now turning out for Portuguese side Coimbra.

Harvey Neville

When Phil Neville joined Valencia as a coach in 2015, he brought his son Harvey with him. The youngster, who like his dad can play at full-back or in midfield, later spent three years on Manchester United’s books.

Neville Jr. again followed his dad to Inter Miami in 2021. After 18 appearances for the club’s second team, the 20-year-old was brought into the senior squad for the 2022 campaign.

Romeo Beckham

Playing his trade alongside Neville at Inter Miami is a man with an even more famous dad. Romeo, the second of David Beckham’s three sons, once spent a few months on the books of Arsenal, and he is now playing for the MLS club’s second team.

Inter Miami, of course, are part-owned by the former England captain. Romeo may one day feel the need to escape from his father’s considerable shadow.

Theo Zidane

One of the most significant figures in the history of Real Madrid, Zinedine Zidane will always be associated with the Blancos more than any other club. And although he stepped down from his role as Madrid manager in 2021, the Zidane clan still has representation at the Bernabeu.

That is courtesy of Theo, a promising midfielder who plays for Real Madrid Castilla. His two older brothers are professional footballers too: fellow midfielder Enzo is at Fuenlabrada and Luca is a goalkeeper for Eibar.

Andri Gudjohnsen

Papa Eidur Gudjohnsen is familiar to football fans from his successful spells at Bolton, Chelsea and Barcelona, plus short stints at Tottenham, Stoke and Fulham. But he hails from proper football stock: his own dad was an Icelandic international, too – Eidur made his debut as a substitute for Arnor in 1996 – and his brother came up through Swansea’s youth system.

Now he has three sons in the sport as well. Eldest Sveinn Aron plays for IF Elfsborg, youngest Daniel Tristan is in Malmo’s academy, while middle child Andri Lucas is a striker currently plying his trade at IFK Norrkoping in Sweden. He spent time in both Barcelona and Real Madrid’s youth setups, even making the senior squad for Real Madrid’s Champions League campaign in 2021.

Aged 20, Andri has 12 caps for Iceland and two goals to his name.

James Carragher

A boyhood Everton fan, Jamie Carragher became a Liverpool legend during a one-club career which saw him play 737 times for the Reds. His son James spent six years in the club’s academy but was let go in 2017.

Picked up by Wigan, Carragher Jr. made his professional debut for the Latics in August 2021. A 6ft 4in centre-back, the 20-year-old is currently on loan at Oldham in the National League.

Gio Reyna

A United States international, Reyna was also eligible to represent England due to his birthplace of Sunderland. His dad Claudio was playing for the Black Cats at the time; the midfielder also turned out for Bayer Leverkusen, Rangers, Manchester City and New York Red Bulls during his career.

His son Giovanni came through the New York City academy before moving to Borussia Dortmund in 2019. He has since made 86 appearances for the German giants and won 14 caps for his country.

Maurizio Pochettino

Mauricio Pochettino is known for his managerial exploits these days, but he had an excellent playing career with the likes of of Espanyol, PSG and the Argentina national team.

His son Maurizio spent time at the academies of Southampton and Tottenham while his dad was the first-team manager of both clubs. After spending last term at Watford, the 21-year-old joined Spanish side Gimnastic in the summer.

Maxim Gullit

Ruud Gullit was one of the best footballers of his generation. A title winner with three different clubs, the Dutchman also lifted two European Cups with AC Milan and Euro ‘88 with the Netherlands.

His son Maxim would do well to match his father’s achievements in the game, but the Cambuur defender comes from rich footballing stock: his mum Estelle is a niece of the late, great Johan Cruyff.

Daniel Maldini

When Daniel Maldini made his AC Milan debut in 2020, he was the third generation of his family to play for the Italian giants, after grandad Cesare and father Paolo. But unlike those two club greats, the youngest Maldini is not a defender but an attacking midfielder.

He has made 24 appearances for the Rossoneri in total but is spending the 2022/23 campaign on loan at Spezia.

Charlie Savage

Robbie Savage was on co-commentary duty for BT Sport when his son Charlie made his Manchester United debut in 2021. “What a proud day for my boy… what a day for me, his mother, his grandparents,” an emotional dad said as the young midfielder entered the Old Trafford pitch.

A Wales Under-21 international, Savage Jr. plays in the same midfield position as his dad - although the 19-year-old insists he’s less tenacious and more technically gifted than the old man.

Benjani Jr.

Benjani played for four Premier League clubs - Portsmouth, Manchester City, Blackburn and Sunderland - between 2006 and 2011. The striker went on to represent two clubs in South Africa, before hanging up his boots in 2014.

His son, known as Benjani Jr., signed a professional contract with Yeovil Town in October 2022, having previously been part of Portsmouth’s academy.

By Greg Lea - FourFourTwo

[mcmxrtinski]

random assortment of things my Teen Wolf rewrite would include:

Allison lives (Aiden dies in her place so Lydia still is emotionally involved with the person whose name she screams)

Isaac dies in Aiden's place, because I need some kinda tradegy and this would impact Scott, Allison and Melissa (and Derek)

Derek leaves with Cora after 3A, he returns for Isaac's funeral and has a heart-to-heart with Scott, he also entrusts his loft to Ethan

Ethan and Danny stay, and live in the loft (and they actually make it a comfortable living space cause wth was that Derek)

Danny gets to do his hacker stuff in S4

Kate is dead for good and never comes back

Peter returns in S2 and stays a villain, takes control of kanima in hopes of killing Derek that way while he's weak, he fails, he's dead for good

both Scira and Stalia take a lot longer to develop, Allison needing to push both Kira and Scott cause they don't wanna hurt her which she reassures them they aren't

Stalia happens mid S4 as Malia attempts to act more human, and apparently that means having a boyfriend and she likes Stiles the most so that makes sense right? Stiles goes along with it, and tries to convince himself this relationship is more than it is

jealous Lydia and very amused Allison, no hostility between Lydia and Malia though, Lydia is actually worried about both her and Stiles with their weird relationship

Malia is a biological Tate and there's an arc about her dad finding out about the supernatural and her killing her fam

much more Morell and Deaton (Morell infiltrates Eichen cause something ain't right there, Stiles gets himself involved during his stay)

Malia doesn't go to Eichen, Morell is used to pressure Stiles instead

Tracy lives, after her resurrection she's heavily influenced by her kanima side which treats Theo as her master, and isn't quite in control but sometimes snaps out of it, in one of her lucid episodes she begs Scott to just kill her and in the end he decides to bite her in an attempt to change her (he succeeds and Tracy becomes a werewolf)

also Donovan is brought back for the chimera pack (and murderized by Theo later on)

etc etc (if u thought this was a lot... oh boy there's so much more)

[liliaeth]

The thing I don't get is why you think that Scott is supposed to blindly believe Stiles, when Stiles is pretty much always wrong. He occasionally accidentally hits the right target, but that's more because he distrusts everyone, than because of any instincts or evidence.

Scott canonically is a way better judge of character than Stiles is, yet Stiles shows he has no faith in Scott.

Take s5, Stiles showed his utter lack of faith in his best friend, by not telling him about Donovan. By abandoning Scott, when Scott needed him the most. Stiles allowed himself to be manipulated by Theo.

If Stiles had just told Scott the truth, then Theo would not have been able to blackmail him. But because of Stiles lack of faith in Scott, his best friend from childhood, who has never turned against him no matter what, not even when he was possessed by a nogitsune. Who let himself be stabbed and cut for Stiles' sake, because he trusted Stiles that much. This friend who would always pick Stiles side, no matter what. Because of this, because Stiles didn't tell Scott about Theo murdering Josh, this led to Scott being murdered, Lydia ending up in Eichen, and the sheriff attacked and almost dying, all because of Stiles' lack of faith in Scott.

It took Theo all of 5a, and saving every member of the pack, as well as seemingly gaining Stiles' trust, before Scott trusted Theo enough to let him into the pack and listen to him. And even then, when Theo told him about Stiles killing Donovan, he said he wanted to talk to Stiles first.

It was only when Stiles through his actions, aka verbally attacking Scott as viciously as Stiles was capable of, hitting Scott at all his most vulnerable points,( including attacking Scott's humanity, which Stiles knew was one of Scott's fears.) confirmed Theo's version of events, that Scott believed it.

At no point did Stiles tell Scott that it had been self defense. And Scott knows Stiles well enough to know how violent Stiles gets when someone threatens Stiles' father. (just look at Heartmonitor where Stiles under the pretense of 'training' Scott, pretty much tortured Scott with lacrosse balls, for the grand crime of saving the girl standing right next to him from being hit by a car, instead of racing across the parking lot to go push a full grown police officer out of the way.)

And even after all that, even when Stiles confirmed Scott's worst fears that Stiles killed a man in cold blood for threatening his father, Scott still didn't kick him out of the pack. He didn't reject him. All he did, when asked by Stiles, was to tell Stiles to go talk to his father, the one man they both know would do everything to protect his son.

One of the best things about Scott is how smart he is, and how extremely hard it is for people to manipulate him. It's one of the reasons why Scott is one of the only people Peter was never able to manipulate, Peter utterly hates how Scott repeatedly outsmarts him. Just like Scott outsmarted Gerard, and eventually Theo in s5b

It's why Derek trusted Scott when Scott and Stiles told him about Jennifer. That's a thing that's pretty clear, Derek does not trust Stiles, but he does trust Scott. Because he knows Scott is a good judge of character.

Because Scott protected Derek and his pack from Gerard, even when with Gerard threatening Scott's mother, it would have been far easier for Scott to just tell Gerard where Derek was hiding. Scott never told this to Gerard. Even at the end of Masterplan, Scott never told Gerard where they were going, Gerard had to find this out through Jackson.

At that point, Scott was given a choice, let Gerard use Jackson to kill first Allison, then Scott, then Isaac, then Chris... and eventually Derek, after using Jackson to make Derek bite him. Because make no mistake, Derek was going to be forced to bite Gerard, no matter what Scott did. The only reason Gerard made Scott do it, was in order to hurt Scott. Derek knew Gerard would not let them go, which was why he begged Scott not to do it, because he knew that if Gerard ended up Alpha, he'd kill everyone anyway.

So Scott did what people keep saying he should do, he made the hard choice, the grey choice, of making Derek bite Gerard, knowing it would lead to Gerard's defeat. And knowing it was the only way he could save everyone in the room. Scott could have gone all self righteous, refusing to taint his morals, but that would have meant needlessly risking everyone's lives. And would you really have wanted him to let everyone die, just so he could stay 'morally pure'?

Making Derek bite Gerard, was the smartest thing to do, and the safest, and Derek knew it. Which is why as we see in s3, Derek never once held it against Scott.

Since we see the things that Derek does hold against people, Allison shooting his betas, Lydia (against her will) aiding in reviving his uncle, and Scott not telling Allison about Victoria.

Biting Gerard was never an issue. If it had been, Derek would have brought it up. Unlike Scott, Derek is not that stoic about it when he feels wronged about something.

Does it drive anyone else absolutely insane that Stiles is usually right about people and Scott never believes him? Stiles was right about Matt. Stiles was right about Theo. Stiles is SMART and INTUITIVE. I just don't understand why Scott, his best friend, never believes him. Derek would have believed him.

[smellslikemultifandomimagines]

can you do like headcanons for cuddling with all the teen wolf characters? if you don’t want to do that many (which i totally understand!) can you just do liam , theo , brett , and isaac. ty! i love all of your work on here ((:

also:

pairing: liam dunbar, theo raeken, brett talbot & isaac lahey → all with gender neutral!reader

fluff headcanon 🖤

a/n: i've added this other request in bc it's kind of similar to this too lol - hope that's okay! ✨

+ omg thank you lovelies! hope you like this one

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requests for the sleepover are open🖤!

request guidelines here✨!

🌻masterlist🌻 (includes both smut masterlists)

liam dunbar

liam is a big bear hugger

he'd wrap his arms around you tightly, pulling you in so close to his body, you could practically feel his heartbeat

okay so we all know he has an ied, so idk i kind of feel like if he got super mad one day and you'd go to his house to check up on him, you'd probably crawl over to him.

You'd wrap your legs around his waist and pressing your chest against his back, pulling him in close.

Liam sighed heavily, instantly feeling calm and relaxed from just your touch.

You'd press a gentle kiss on the back of his neck, before leaning your face against his back, tightening your legs around his waist.

theo raeken

theo would always hug you tightly and keep you safe and warm

omg he’d always sneak a cuddle in before going to pack meetings

LITTLE SPOON!THEO – so either you’re both on your sides and your arm is draped over his body, gently playing with the fabric of his shirt or his head would be resting on your chest and he’d always give you sweet kisses on the neck too.

BIG SPOON!THEO – theo would always pull you in close to him. His face would be right next to your head and he wouldn’t mind having your hair on his face (he finds it really cute).

if you’re on the couch, you’d be lying on top of him and he’d be running his fingers through your hair. Although this happens a lot but with him on top of you after a long, tiring day of pack meetings or even after deafting the new beacon hills monsters.

brett talbot

ahh omg brett would be so soft omg!!!

like you’d be laying in bed, maybe watching movies all day & just the proximity of each other was keeping you both happy and smiley at each other

and omg the compliments

like he’d call you every name in the book - from cute and adorable, to beautiful and gorgeous

and of course you’d be blushing like mad, hiding yourself in the crook of his neck

cuddling on the couch would usually include him lying down while you gently laid on top of him, your head on his chest and arm draped around his waist and resting on the couch.

his hands would be playing with your hair, and his chest rose and fell in quick motions as he giggled at a joke made by one of the characters.

isaac lahey

awh isaac would be one of the people to rest their head in the crook of your neck when you both cuddled

he’d be tangled around your body - arms completely around you, legs entwined with yours.

his cuddles always had a significance to you and you always craved them the most, especially when he was busy with wolf things lol

you love the feeling of your bodies close together and the way that he’s heartbeat would feel against your own

[purple-heart-x]

A Trade- Chapter 10

Welcome welcome to Chapter 10! New Updates include: Names! These were requested in asks, but I'll collect them here.

Leader is known as Sparrow, but her real name is August

Hero2 is known as Atlas, but his name is Jaden. His nicknames are Jade and J.

Hero3 is known as Crimson, but his name is Isaac.

Medic was once known as Arata. After the incident with the girl in the fire, he quietly changed his name to Yoru. His real name is Akito, though his friends call him Aki.

Villain is known as Frenzy, though he didn't hide his real name, Liam.

Supervillain is known as Spite, though his real name is Theo.

I'm so excited that they got they names now! Many thanks to @shydragonrider for giving me a chance to test em out before officially declaring them as well as suggesting several. I am planning to go back through some of the latest chapters and edit the names in, since the change comes so late.

ANYWAYS mans needs pain. Enjoy!

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Tagging: @shydragonrider @equestrianwritingsstuff and @stuck-in-this-mortal-form

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It was three a.m. and neither Aki nor Isaac was willing to leave the medbay. Aki sighed. “He’ll be waking in a few hours. We need to think about what to do when that happens.”

Isaac turned, placing down his basket. “He’s going to struggle again.”

Aki nodded, waiting. As he expected, Isaac continued. “He was strong. Panicking, but strong. If it’s only the two of us, I might risk hurting him to hold him down.”

Aki nodded, thinking. “If we limit his range of motion, would it be easier?”

“Yes.”

Reluctantly, Aki spoke. “Then that’s what we must do.”

And so, with Isaac’s help, he helped shift Spite’s body, leaving him leaning mostly on one side for now, leaving his injured shoulder untouched. Aki checked the bandages once, but thankfully none of the wounds reopened.

Isaac stared in silence, watching the man on the bed shiver in his sleep. "Is he… okay?"

Despite a growing fever, he was. For now.

They settled in their chairs for the night, content for now.

Spite was restrained awkwardly because of his injured back. One wrist was tied to the rails of the bed, far from his shoulder and face. The other was secured to a loop on the bottom of the bed. There was a band looping the top bars of the rails, near his calves. He wasn't technically restrained, but he wouldn't kick out if he struggled, either.

Three hours later, Spite's eyes opened. 

Slowly, as his eyelids lifted, a confusion filled them. They travelled slowly for half a second as his fever-addled mind struggled to comprehend.

Cautiously, Aki and Isaac shared a glance.

A sob made both of their heads snap back to Spite.

It was obvious that he'd tried to get up in a haze, only to drop back down, not only because of the restraints but from the pain as his healing wounds were torn once more.

Aki fought his voice until he was sure it was stable. Keeping it gentle, he approached slowly. "Spite?"

The man in question whimpered, writhing under the restraints. “D-Don’– No… Please… Please no, I c-can’t.”

In a moment of clarity, he recognized one of the faces floating above him. “Y-Yoru– Please, I’m- I’m sorry, please-”

Aki hesitated for just a second. “You’re safe, Spite. You’re safe. We are helping you.”

The fever seemed to spike once more and Spite let out a horrible wail, jerking at the restraints. “G-Get it off, please get it off me!”

Sweat poured down his flushed face.

“Please don’t leave me here!”

Isaac closed his eyes. Aki took a slow breath.

"We're not leaving you anywhere, Spite. You're safe in our medbay." 

Spite sobbed louder this time. "Then- Then why am I on- on fire?"

"Oh- Oh god," he whimpered, going pale despite the heat radiating from his skin. "Please, no."

Aki took another step forward. "Spite?"

He caught the supervillain's eye for a moment, and groaned inwardly as he saw a rising panic in those eyes.

"Please d-don't burn me," Spite sobbed, wildly straining against the restraints.

Before Aki could intervene, he shuddered, exhausted yet still trying to push his body away from the sensations he perceived near his back. "I know I don't d-deserve it, but please, it hurts!" he wailed, yanking with as much force as he could muster against the strained fabric of the restraints.

Isaac spoke up. "You're in the medbay. Hush, you've reopened your wounds."

He realized his mistake when, instead of calming at someone addressing him as if everything was normal, tears welled in Spite's eyes as he screamed once more, trying to move away from Isaac and Aki.

Aki swatted his hand away as it approached the IV, pulling the restraint further away. Spite whimpered, wide eyes following Aki's hands. 

Those eyes filled with more tears as he looked up, imploring Aki to help. "Please n-no…" Sweat poured down his face, though he flinched away when Aki reached over to wipe it off. 

He threw himself back when Isaac approached too quickly, weakly huddled in one corner of the bed. 

Breathing heavily, he struggled until he was too exhausted to fight them anymore. Weakly, he tried to pull away as Isaac and Aki pressed gentle hands onto his arms, coaxing him back into his original position. 

Aki took yet another syringe from his pocket, removing the cap and injecting it into Spite's IV.

Spite's eyes were fading, eyelids slowly drooping as he watched Aki helplessly. 

"N-No…" he whimpered one last time. "Please, make it stop. Please… don' hur' me…"

Silence once again.

"Isaac?" Aki spoke after a long moment.

"Yeah?"

"Get the bacitracin cream. His wrists have friction burns."

A silent nod. A departure.

Aki sighed. Again, Spite had spiralled into panic uncontrollably.

"We have to get this fever down," he whispered.

[scott-mccall-the-hot-girl]

Liam ~Dick Master~ Dunbar

one of my favorite cursed ass headcannons:

concept: liams favorite hobby is drawing the most disgusting dick’s EVERYWHERE & nobody in the pack can figure out it’s him ( besides theo )

# it’s dicking season where common phrases include:

getting dicked

dickings

and they are all in fear of proclaimed dick master ,, liam’s secret alter ego

dick season is an unreasonable time

liam has no mercy

your favorite shoes, massive dick. your face? dicked. the backside of your shampoo bottle, yes there is a massive penis there.

it’s absolutely horrendous

stiles puts together ~penis patrol~

THEY CANNOT FATHOM THAT IT’S LIAM

so a full on fbi level investigation ensues when it starts to get bad

they assume that it’s corey for awhile ,, and then lydia and then theo accuses stiles himself ,, that doesn’t end well

the penis patrol investigates half the group and certain people ( just lydia ) get extremely angry that they are accused of being the dick masted

the crime board is heavily used again

this is a very sacred group ,, it’s just to out of hand. scott claims that “this is some anuk-ite level anxiety”

malia decides to bring the pack to the sheriff station because- “this is too much, we are getting dicked and it needs to stop!! sheriff stilinksi, it’s relentless i can’t stop getting horribly dicked! WE DONT KNOW WHO IS DICKING ALL OF US”

therefore, sheriff and parrish both get dicked

parrish gets it like on the forehead ,,

HE HAS NO IDEA HOW ??

and malia calls the fbi ,, stiles has to explain why are young lady, cleaning to know him called his office in particular and said, and i quote

“PLEASE HELP, HE WONT STOP! THE DICKS WONT STOP THEY JUST KEEP COMING! I CANT SEE ONE MORE PENIS”

she reEALLY HATES THE DICKS

anything goes during dick season

like the side of dereks building, massive dick

theo finds out on like the second day

part of this includes theo pulling a lot of the reigns on the whole operation

he gives liam some direction, as one ex-villain woul when mischief ensues

he gives liam the idea to dick theo and himself so nobody gains suspicion

as well as the genius idea to stop and start dicking’s randomly ,, so for either three months it’s relentless than nothing for another three. four weeks here and there.

the pack knows never to get to relaxed

obscure dicks include: isaacs scarfs, bleached into malias fur, tanned on the back of lydias leg while she is sun bathing and the side of mason’s car

this includes a huge debate on whether they should dick the jeep, and if they do should theos truck get dicked

it definitely does

brett gets dicked so much in the beginning ( what do you mean he’s dead ?? )

theo eventually takes control on that one or else people will really think it’s liam

theo makes liam a dick stamp for efficiency

this goes on for YEARS

theo is the only reason they aren’t caught

every few months it starts again and once one person is dicked they all scream in fear ,, running as far away from each other as possible

it goes as far as dereks tattoo getting vandalized into a dick ,,

they have no idea how he managed that one

for such a mess of a boy he is stealthy

and relentless ,, homie uses sharpies

the first time ~the phrase~ getting dicked is used is directed at liam himself

“liam got dicked” ,, mASON SCREAMS

STILES IS IN A STATE OF UNBELIEVABLE DISGUST !! he hears this from upstairs and assUmes the worst ,, the worst meaning theo raeken

the phrase catches on from there

the only positive is the swear jar getting filled so much that they eat very well

scott only figures it out because he sees that in the very scrap book scott has- liams name is signed in dicks ( in the same way lydia writes stiles using just the word mischief in season 6 )

it’s liams name,, just in dicks

very specific looking dicks only the dick master himself would draw

like a signature

also yes, you heard that right scott does have a scrap book

he doesn’t say anything though. he thinks it’s funny

liam eventually reveals himself whilst drunk

nobody believes him until he has to draw a dick on someone to reveal it’s him

cause nobody draws one quite like liam dunbar

coach knows because the whole pack watches the lacross games, during dick season the are a rowdy bunch and he hears all about it

he knows it’s liam, of course he does. it’s coach

so like half the team gets dicked

coach specifically recommends people he wants to get dicked

it’s amazing

liam eventually gives up after they know it’s him ( or at least to the same extent, stiles gets dicked every now and then )

he does request that “Liam Dunbar, the Dick Master” to be etched into his gravestone

mind you, this is half of the reason thiam happens. the dickings bring them closer together.

[vampiricpancake]

thanks for including me!!

What was your first impression of the game? Is this the first Cybird game you've ever played? When I first discovered this game me and a former friend were cracking up about the idea of dating these historical men and we played it as a joke. It is in fact the first and only Cybird game I've ever played.

Who was the character you liked most in the beginning, and is he still your fave? My favorite was Mozart since he was one of the three available routes at the time, although he is still one of my most liked characters, he is no longer my #1 fav sorry Mozart but Theo stole my heart

How you picked your first route, and whose route was it? Was your favorite suitor available when you first started playing? My friends had picked Leonardo and Napoleon's route so picked Mozart. Theo's route wasn't available until about over a year later but he had always been a character I was curious to learn more about.

An unavailable route you're looking forward to: Charles since he's the only option besides the new characters we know nothing about

A character you thought would be different than how he is: not sure, probably Sebastian since his route took me by surprise

Is there a suitor who you used to dislike, but eventually changed your opinion about? I use to not like Isaac that much but after reading his route, he's actually so cute! I personally think his route is my favorite despite him not even being in my top 5.

Do you remember your first story event? I don't really remember bc it was really hard to understand how to play them but it might have been Discipline Between the Sheets however I don't remember what the event was about.

Have you ever spent money on the game? Have you tried the free diamonds offers? Unfortunately yes and yes.

Do you have a favorite avatar item? Is it a plushie or maybe a unique hairstyle? I don't really care about the avatars so no to both.

Have you ever bought merch of your favorite ikevamp character? Yes, at Anime Expo last year I bought an acrylic stand of Theo as well as a mystery button with Arthur on it!

Have you ever mistakingly spent your stamina not in the story event? All the time

What's the luckiest you've ever been when it comes to the gacha? What about your most unlucky memory? Probably the time I got the card of Theo and King since I've wanted it for a while. My most unlucky......once I traded for the guaranteed 4 star token only to pull the same exact card I previously pulled that got me the trading tickets in the first place-

The slowliest you've ever completed a route vs the quickest: Slowest: probably like a month, quickest: like 2 weeks since I am bad to saving my story tickets.

Do you use your 5 free chapter tickets daily? I try my best to so that I can finish routes as soon as possible for those end of route rewards

A moment in a route that made you cry and a moment in a route that made you laugh: I don't think I've cried but reading Arthur's trauma in his side of the story makes me pretty emotional. As for funniest, probably just any interactions between suitors such as the History's Greatest Errand Boys kiss event or Theo and Arthur's "bromance"

Who is your favorite pureblood vampire? I'm a Leonardo girlie 100% I feel like he would give me constant anxiety with his spontaneous energy but I would love to learn more about him.

Do you have a favorite CG? What about a favorite card? My favorite CG is Theo's 4th birthday when he and MC are......... "cuddling" and also Theo with his shirt half off- wait a minute....... starting to sense a pattern here-

Any famous historical figures you wished were in ikevamp? Probably someone from WW2 or after I would be so interested to see how the boys react to how much the world changed and how they impacted it. I'd probably say someone like Alan Turing, I could imagine him being friends with Isaac and discussing math / science theories and being friendly academic rivals. Although I think it was also be interesting to have female characters like Amelia Earhart or Marilyn Monroe.

What card is currently on your home screen in the game? It's Leonardo dressed in modern clothing in a fancy restaurant.

What do you think about the suitors' pets? Which one is your favorite? I love how the all have their own silly little backstory and how they compliment their owners. I especially like Vic since his story is so silly and I always adore how much personality they give the little guy.

𝟒 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐈𝐤𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞!

Ikevamp EN launched on the 1st of July 2019 - maybe you were there since day one, or maybe you've only started playing recently: here's a little game to celebrate! You simply answer the questions and (optionally) tag the people whose answers you'd love to see next! Happy 4th anniversary to all ikevamp players! 🎉🎉🎉

*~if you feel like sharing, you can find the days in the mansion counter in your profile in the game and add it to your questions ~* Also, while reading other people's answers, mind that there might be spoilers!

What was your first impression of the game? Is this the first Cybird game you've ever played?

Who was the character you liked most in the beginning, and is he still your fave?

How you picked your first route, and whose route was it? Was your favorite suitor available when you first started playing?

An unavailable route you're looking forward to:

A character you thought would be different than how he is:

Is there a suitor who you used to dislike, but eventually changed your opinion about?

Do you remember your first story event?

Have you ever spent money on the game? Have you tried the free diamonds offers?

Do you have a favorite avatar item? Is it a plushie or maybe a unique hairstyle?

Have you ever bought merch of your favorite ikevamp character?

Have you ever mistakingly spent your stamina not in the story event?

What's the luckiest you've ever been when it comes to the gacha? What about your most unlucky memory?

The slowliest you've ever completed a route vs the quickest:

Do you use your 5 free chapter tickets daily?

A moment in a route that made you cry and a moment in a route that made you laugh:

Who is your favorite pureblood vampire?

Do you have a favorite CG? What about a favorite card?

Any famous historical figures you wished were in ikevamp?

What card is currently on your home screen in the game?

What do you think about the suitors' pets? Which one is your favorite?

Have fun answering! 💕

[yukina-otome]

Ikevamp pregnancy and family headcanon pt.1

So I don’t usually write headcanons. English is only my 3rd language so I make a lot of mistakes. But these days I work at the Maternity hospital and I got those baby vibes so I decided to write this. Please be nice to me. I’m a noob at writing lol. I will illustrate what I think the children would look like with pictures of characters that are NOT MINE. Pls be understanding. If you want a part 2 tell me what other boys you would like in the comments and live me a little encouragement because I have 0 confidence lol.

Part 2 | Part 3

1-Napoleon : 2 sons and 1 daughter 

-Napoleon always dreamed of a normal peaceful life -That peaceful life of course included you, and kids that would look like you running around. -And so when you first got pregnant Napoleon was beyond happy. -He wanted a little girl that would look exactly like you. -9 months later you gave him the cutest little boy with his dark hair and Turquoise eyes. -The second he laid his eyes on him he adored him. -5 years later napoleon asked if you were ready to have another one. A little girl this time hopefully. -And BOOM 10 months later a little boy was born again with dark slightly blue hair and blue eyes. -Still Napoleon loved him to death and was happy. -The third time you got pregnant was not planned. -You 2nd son was still 2 years old. -But you guys were still very happy. -9 months passed and napoleon was almost sure he'll get a little boy again. -But this time a beautiful baby girl was born with your brown hair and blue almost gray eyes. -Napoleon couldn't have been any happier. -He loved and cherished all his children equally. -His first born was calm and cool but very sensitive. He loved reading and studying. He spent a lot of time with uncle Isaac who taught him everything from math to physics to Latin. -The second born was more like Napoleon. He trained with his father and uncle jean as soon as he could walk. He loved his mother a lot and vowed to protect her from bad guys ("like uncle Arthur who always flirts with mama"). -The third born looked a lot like you but her personality was just like napoleon. She had charisma and everyone was in awe in front of her. she usually went on horse rides with her father. -The family would usually cook crepes together on Sunday and all of napoleon children still had to learn how to defend themselves. -He's very open minded and forging but very strict when it comes to their safety.

2-Mozart :  2 daughters (Twins)

-Mozart never thought about having children. -But being with you opened many new horizons in his life and he started thinking about what it would be like having a family with you. -So when one day you told him you were pregnant, he froze for 1 min before scooping you in his arms. -You've never seen Mozart smile wider. -When you were in your fifth month Arthur told you that you seemed bigger than most pregnant woman at that stage. -You wondered if he was right and visited your doctor the next day. -After some examination your doctor told you you were most likely pregnant with twins. She started explaining about the risks that could have. -When you told Wolf about it he was horrified. The thought of loosing you was unbearable. -But you told him you wanted this and that you would fight for your life and the life of your babies no matter what. You also made him promise to treasure and take care of your babies no matter what happens. -Your labor started early. In the 7th month to be precise and after few hours of fear and anxiety the doctor told Mozart that you gave birth to two beautiful girls and that both the babies and you were okay. -Of course the twins were very small and needed extra care but thankfully everything went well. -When you finally brought them to the mansion all the guys went crazy over them. -The first twin was the spitting image of Mozart with white hair and purple eyes. She was calm and cold looking but inside she was a big softie. Of course you guys named her Violet. -The second twin had your brown hair and her father violet eyes and she reminded you of a sunflower. She was cheerful and a bit clumsy. Theo loved her a lot because she reminded him of Vincent. Her name was Sonnen (solar in German) and Mozart always called her my Sonnenblume (means my sunflower). -Both the twins would learn piano from their father but Violet liked it more. Sonnen preferred to go out and play with king and uncle Theo -You would spend hours cooking with Sonnen who always had crazy ideas like marmalade butter beef cookies. (thankfully you would stop her). When you guys finished you went in the piano room where violet and Mozart were playing piano and invite them to eat. -You would all eat in the dinning room though because of the "No food in our piano room" rule.

3-Leonardo : 1 daughter (warning mention of character death)

-Leonardo didn't want kids at first. -He always thought about how you would feel if you saw yourself growing old while your child would stop growing out. -He also didn't want to see his child suffer the same way he did and would again eventually. -And so when one day you told him nervously you were pregnant he grew silent. You knew he needed some time to think it over so you gave him some space.  -Few days passed and Leo still kept silent. He was in his thought most of the time and le compte felt something was wrong with his friend. -When Leo told le compte, le compte frowned and told him that both of you need to have a conversation and that he cant stay silent for the rest of his life. -That night Leo knocked at your door and told you about his fears. You smiled at him and told him that you would never regret giving birth to his child. -"I know a day would come when i will have to leave you, that makes me very sad but what sadden me even more is imagining you alone after i leave. I want to leave you someone who can share your pain and happiness for eternity. Someone to remind you of me, of us." -After that Leo relaxed and as months pass the fear is replaced by excitement. He starts reading tons of books about pregnancies and child raising and his room becomes even more of a mess. -But one day after you tripped on a pile of books and almost fell leo decided that he would keep his room clean of all time. The next day when you entered his room and saw how tidy it is you got into shock. -Anyways few months later you give birth to a beautiful baby girl. Of course as Leo expected the baby was a true blood. -She had light brown hair and yellow eyes identical to his. -She was cute and sweet and at the same time had a fierce aura. She shared her father interests and always sat to read with him books that were way beyond her age. -She loved swords, fighting and sports. -She loved her uncle le compte the most and he always bought her all kind of dresses. -But one day she told him she didn't want any more dress cause she was going to wear pants from now on. -She was a tomboy and loved going to the pub with her uncle Arthur and Theo and start fights (once she was old enough of course) -She became her father best companion and even hundreds of years later he never felt alone ever again because she was always by his side even after you left them both.

4-Arthur: 2 daughters and 1 son

-Arthur knew you were pregnant way before you even noticed that you were late on your period. -He was not surprised because you two would go at it like bunnies every night so it was bound to happen. -He always dreamed and what it was to have a family with you but at the same time he was terrified. His past and trauma coming to haunt him again. -Outside he seemed fine but you knew better. You spent long nights reassuring him that everything was going to be okay. -He was feeling better but still needed your reassurance from time to time. -As the 9th month got closer he became incredibly overprotective. He stuck to your side at all time and got his old medical books out to study again Obstetrics and pediatrics. -He was ready. Or so he thought. -But when the time came he was an absolute mess of panic. It took Theo to give him a good punch on the face for him to get his s**t together. -DOCTOR MODE ACTIVATED. -Thankfully everything went smoothly and a baby girl with black hair and huge blue eyes was born. -He knew that moment he would never be the same ever again. -OVERPROTECTIVE PAPA MODE ACTIVATED. -He never let any man approach her (even the 2 year old who wanted to play with her in the park) -"All men are wolves my darling" he would say as his 1 year old daughter looked at him with he big blue eyes. -Eventually you got pregnant again (Again Arthur was not surprised). -But this time Arthur was a lot more calm. -A beautiful baby girl was born again with smaller blue eyes and brown hair. -She looked like a mini you but with Arthur's eyes. -Arthur wanted to name her Victoria but dropped the idea because he thought it would be confusing (because of Vic). -The two girls loved spending time with uncle Vincent and Theo -The first born favorite hobby was teasing her uncle Isaac as soon as she was old enough to talk. -"As expected of my daughter" Arthur would say as he rolls on the floor laughing. -She shared her father sharp instincts and would help him solve the cases in the city. -The second daughter was much more calm and gentle. Just like her mother. She loved her father stories but not Sherlock Holmes. Her favorite book was "The Coming  of the Fairies" -She had an almost obsession with fairies and supernatural beings. - When your daughter were both 10 and 12 years old you accidentally got pregnant again (If You think two daughters would stop Arthur you are very wrong). -This time it was the cutest baby boy with curly black hair and big blue eyes. -Your baby boy was a huge crybaby and was always stuck to his mother. He was delicate and sensitive. He cared about others well being more than anything and he dreamed of being a doctor. -When he told Arthur he was absolutely against it. He didn't want his son to go through the pain he had to endure. But as your son grew up he became less of a crybaby while still being sensitive and delicate. He showed great talent in the medical field. -"Arthur, you were alone but our son is not alone. He got us and his sisters to hug him and wipe his tears when he'll need a break. Let's support him together." you told Arthur one night and eventually his father accepted to let him live his dream.

I only did the 4 first suitors but if u want any of the others pls do tell me in the comments. I’ll make a part 2. Also since this is my very first headcanon pls tell me what u think. Don’t be too mean pls.

[brian-in-finance]

Jamie Dornan (left) stars as “Pa” and Caitriona Balfe (right) stars as “Ma” in director Kenneth Branagh’s ‘Belfast’ (Photo Credit : Rob Youngson / Focus Features)

The San Diego Film Critics Society usually marches to a beat of its own and doesn’t necessarily fall in line with other groups during awards season. The 2021 San Diego Film Critics Society nominations are a mixed bag of both the usual suspects – Belfast, Dune, and The Power of the Dog – and films that weren’t mentioned quite as often on other lists – Mass, CODA, and In the Heights.

If my math’s correct, the group (of which I’m a current member and past president) spread our nominations out to include 46 different films, with Belfast topping the list with 12 nominations. Dune picked up nine, The Power of the Dog scored eight, and Nightmare Alley and Mass tied with seven nominations each. CODA was nominated in six categories and In the Heights earned five nominations.

Winners will be announced on January 10, 2022.

2021 SAN DIEGO FILM CRITICS SOCIETY NOMINEES:

Best Picture:

BELFAST

CODA

DUNE

MASS

THE POWER OF THE DOG

Best Director:

Kenneth Branagh, BELFAST

Jane Campion, THE POWER OF THE DOG

Guillermo del Toro, NIGHTMARE ALLEY

Maggie Gyllenhaal, THE LOST DAUGHTER

Denis Villeneuve, DUNE

Best Actor:

Nicolas Cage, PIG

Benedict Cumberbatch, THE POWER OF THE DOG

Peter Dinklage, CYRANO

Andrew Garfield, TICK, TICK…BOOM!

Jude Hill, BELFAST

Best Actress:

Caitriona Balfe, BELFAST

Olivia Colman, THE LOST DAUGHTER

Penelope Cruz, PARALLEL MOTHERS

Emilia Jones, CODA

Kristen Stewart, SPENCER

Best Supporting Actor:

Ben Affleck, THE TENDER BAR

Ciaran Hinds, BELFAST

Jason Isaacs, MASS

Troy Kotsur, CODA

Kodi Smit-McPhee, THE POWER OF THE DOG

Best Supporting Actress:

Cate Blanchett, NIGHTMARE ALLEY

Arian DeBose, WEST SIDE STORY

Ann Dowd, MASS

Ruth Negga, PASSING

Martha Plimpton, MASS

Best Comedic Performance:*

Bradley Cooper, LICORICE PIZZA

Leonardo DiCaprio, DON’T LOOK UP

Jamie Dornan, BARB AND STAR GO TO VISTA DEL MAR* 😎

David Harbour, BLACK WIDOW

Simon Rex, RED ROCKET

Best Youth Performance (Performers under the age of 16):

Mckenna Grace, GHOSTBUSTERS: AFTERLIFE

Jude Hill, BELFAST

Daniel Ranieri, THE TENDER BAR

Saniyya Sidney, KING RICHARD

Demi Singleton, KING RICHARD

Best Original Screenplay:

Pedro Almodovar, PARALLEL MOTHERS

Kenneth Branagh, BELFAST

Fran Kranz, MASS

Adam McKay, DON’T LOOK UP

Michael Sarnoski, PIG

Best Adapted Screenplay:

Jane Campion, THE POWER OF THE DOG

Joel Coen, THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH

Guillermo del Toro, Kim Morgan, NIGHTMARE ALLEY

Rebecca Hall, PASSING

Sian Heder, CODA

Best Documentary:

FLEE

MY NAME IS PAULI MURRAY

SUMMER OF SOUL

VAL

THE VELVET UNDERGROUND

Best Animated Film:

ENCANTO

FLEE

LUCA

THE MITCHELLS VS. THE MACHINES

RAYA AND THE LAST DRAGON

Best Foreign Language Film:

DRIVE MY CAR

I’M YOUR MAN

LAMB

PARALLEL MOTHERS

THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD

Best Editing:

Úna Ní Dhonghalle, BELFAST

Paula Huidobro, CODA

Myron Kerstein, IN THE HEIGHTS

Joshua L. Pearson, SUMMER OF SOUL

Joe Walker, DUNE

Best Cinematography:

Alice Brooks, IN THE HEIGHTS

Bruno Delbonnel, THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH

Greig Fraser, DUNE

Dan Laustsen, NIGHTMARE ALLEY

Ari Wegner, THE POWER OF THE DOG

Best Production Design:

Jim Clay, BELFAST

Tamara Deverell, NIGHTMARE ALLEY

Grant Major, THE POWER OF THE DOG

Adam Stockhausen, Rena DeAngelo, THE FRENCH DISPATCH

Patrice Vermette, Richard Roberts, Zsuzsanna Sipos, DUNE

Best Visual Effects:

DUNE

THE GREEN KNIGHT

NIGHTMARE ALLEY

SHANG-CHI AND THE LEGEND OF THE TEN RINGS

SPIDER-MAN: NO WAY HOME

Best Costumes:

Jenny Beavan, CRUELLA

Odile Dicks-Mireaux, LAST NIGHT IN SOHO

Antionette Messam, THE HARDER THEY FALL

Jacqueline West, Bob Morgan, DUNE

Janty Yates, HOUSE OF GUCCI

Best Sound Design:

Malte Bieler, Brandon Jones, A QUIET PLACE PART II

Simon Chase, James Mather, BELFAST

Theo Green, Dave Whitehead, DUNE

Nathan Robitaille, NIGHTMARE ALLEY

Dave Whitehead, THE POWER OF THE DOG

Best Use of Music:

BELFAST

CRUELLA

IN THE HEIGHTS

LAST NIGHT IN SOHO

WEST SIDE STORY

Breakthrough Artist:

Alana Haim, LICORICE PIZZA

Jude Hill, BELFAST

Emilia Jones, CODA

Fran Kranz, MASS

Anthony Ramos, IN THE HEIGHTS

Best Ensemble:

DON’T LOOK UP

DUNE

THE HARDER THEY FALL

IN THE HEIGHTS

MASS

(gif from tenor.com)

Remember… going once, going twice, going three nominations for wee Jude.

[nafeary]

Napoleon, Theodorus, and le Comte’s Reaction to MC saying “I love you” first

Anon asked:

Hey there! I really like all the stuff on your blog, so could you do the suitors reactions to you saying I love you for the first time (like, if the route plots didn’t really happen). If all of them are too much, maybe just Napoleon, Theo and Comte. Maybe also include a little scenario? Thanks in advance.

✧✎ A/N: Heya, sweetest anon! Thank you so much for this request (and for including three of the daddy line), this was really fun to do~

Theo’s got... slightly longer than the others (almost a whole scenario by itself whoops). Don’t worry Napoleon. I have a WIP of yours. Thanks @juminly and @delicateikemenmemes for helping me out with Theo, and @marie-quentin for giving me a quick crash course in French. Drink water, y’all :))))

Warnings: slight suggestiveness, and implied sexual activities.

Napoleon Bonaparte

Pardon? Could you run that by him again?

It had been a morning like any other, welcoming the culprit who’d come to wake him up with his wonted kisses

However, this time around, he hadn’t met an interfering hand—which was by far his favored option. The other ones entailed pillows, fists, and even a certain someone’s foil

So when he met lips, molding together with his like a familiar imprint, he immediately shook off his fatigue, surprised to see his lover before him

His astonishment didn’t stem from the kiss itself (as you’ve done way more than just that), but you’ve never indulged in his habit before

Not only that, but it felt so much more...

Intimate. Passionate. Amorous...

Romantic. Purely romantic.

Your hands rose to his cheeks, cupping them in an ever so gentle embrace. Feeling almost weightless within your gentle expression, he sighed in the intimate comfort only one’s other half could provide.

“‘Leon?” The most idyllic melody made his eyes open, blinking a few times to adjust to the sun’s flaxen rays. He had to halt a few moments, for as his eyes managed to adjust, the golden glow hugging your form truly made you appear out of this world.

“Yes, nunuche?” Your loving and tender gaze almost made him melt, and it was a miracle that his question sounded as nonchalant as he was hoping for it to be.

“I love you.”

Napoleon couldn’t help the pounding of his heart. In all his years, no one had ever managed to make him feel so precious. Of course, he’s had his previous lovers, but as you stood before him like an angel of fortune, holding his head up in a pretense of it being the most wondrous diamond...

He couldn’t help the laughter spilling from his lips. At your affronted expression, he pulled you to his side, your cheek squished against his neck. Closing your eyes against his laughter’s shock waves—tens on the Richter scale—you couldn’t prevent the pout from conquering face.

Napoleon halted his laughter, although not completely, and his arms cocooned your midriff to lean in. Your toes curled as his lips brushed your ear.

“Je t’adore, nunuche.”

Theodorus Van Gogh

You might have to bring him to Isaac or Leonardo to fix, because you’ve completely broken this guy

He always expected to say it first, so he’s kinda mad??? But also really touched??? Fix him, please

It was no secret that Theodorus Van Gogh considered himself to be very domineering

Not because he wants the other person to feel save and protected... it was simply due to convenience pssst don’t tell him

Of course, he found it more than endearing when his girlfriend took the leash from time to time, and he genuinely enjoys her initiations of affection

Everyday, it took Theo all the self control he could muster up not to break into a smile at the sight of you, not to pick you up and whirl you around, not to throw you over his shoulder to carry you to his room...

Anyway, if you were to tell him the famous three words first, he’d be pure molasses in your hands

“Do you need more syrup, Theo?”

While the amount of liquid gold suggested the attendance of the entire mansion, it was only himself and his lover at breakfast. You had risen later than usual (due to certain nightly activities), and Sebastian was so kind as to allow you a day off.

“We’ll see,” he murmured, nevertheless thanking you when you brought him more with a disbelieving snort.

As you ate breakfast in the kitchen, not wanting to bother yourselves with setting everything up in the dining hall, he did not let your “inconspicuous” array of glances go unnoticed. Whenever he caught your eyes, you’d quickly avert your own, a faint blush dusting your skin. Perplexity marred his mind at your bashful actions.

Just when you stood up to do the dishes, he grabbed your arm, turning you around to trap you successfully underneath his form. Bewildered, you squirmed in his grasp, but that only made him pin your wrists in place. While this might not be your first time in this particular position, you could still only huff at his stern expression. “What did I do now? Do you always have to—“

“Quit your yapping, Hondje. Is there something on my face, or why do you keep on staring at me?” he spoke, as blunt and stoic as ever.

You chastised yourself— should have been aware that nothing could escape his detail-oriented eyes. Nonetheless, there was something... disparate about this morning: the hushed words of devotion, the warmth of nonchalant pecks—dare you say, it was almost domestic. It caused feelings of joy and felicity to ignite in your chest, and a certain sentence to cross your mind.

“...I love you, Theo.”

It was apparent that he’d been caught off-guard, a hand flying up to cover a short fit of coughing. And as his grip on you faltered, you flung your arms around his neck, urged by both embarrassment and closure.

“Y—you. Gadver...”

“Have I rendered the great Theodorus Van Gogh speechless?” You couldn’t help the teasing remark; eager to see his flushed expression, you peeled yourself out of the embrace. However, just as swift as he had faltered, his iron grip on you toughened once again, this time around closing the proximity to an intimate distance.

“Have you finally lost what little sense you had before?” His tone’s giddiness betrayed the harshness of his words, despite his best attempts to suppress that. As you tried to focus on anything apart from his breath caressing your neck, you espied the brilliant blush raging on his cheeks.

Deciding not to comment on his obvious joy, you pressed a kiss to his collarbone. “Don’t you have to punish me, then? I wouldn’t want to steal your thunder.”

When you pulled back to look at you love, you were met with his wild cerulean orbs. You’ve heard of people comparing them to ice, but you likened them to the tropic’s water; it might look trifling at most, but once you dive in, it would tell tales of colourful facets. Just like a big misunderstanding, crying out to be revealed.

You couldn’t care less that you were in the kitchen, that anyone could walk in on you, as he pulled you closer to himself, your legs finding their way around his waist.

Comte de Saint-Germain

He’d definitely be shocked at first, widening his eyes at your forthcoming admittance

After all, these three words might seem minuscule to a lot, but they held enough power to truly cement a relationship

Whenever he looked at his chérie, he felt the need to tell them to you 24/7, but he reconsidered that it was only right to give you more time to grow accustomed to him (and his period)

After a few months of living together, and a solitary trip back to the past (which proved itself vain as his offer was declined once again), he resolved to tell her these fateful words

He heard his amour before he saw her, the sound of your steps hurrying down the staircase growing more and more pronounced. Ere he was able to turn around to greet you, you practically pounched onto him, fingers clasping by his waist as you embraced him from behind. You squeezed his middle section gently in an effort to breathe in his scent.

Shock subsiding, he enbosomed your hands with his own, having missed your warmth—your devotion—as it crowned him with more than the sun could ever wish to.

“I have something—“

“—to tell you.”

Both of you spoke up at the same time, prompting you to smile in delight. Hearing composed, albeit joyful, laughter spilling from your lover’s lips, followed by the incessant remark of ladies-first, you uttered the words you have been longing to say, “I love you.”

The gentle rising of his torso came to a sudden halt, and he twisted around to face you. He might not have been gone for too long, but you’d missed each other regardless.

You knew the feeling was mutual as his golden eyes burned with desire, his walls coming down bit by bit, exposing a rare sight of the count’s vulnerability. With his hands inching just above your lower hip, the not so innocent innuendo of their barely proper distance to your butt was duly noted.

“I’ve been hoping to tell you these words myself, ma moitié.” His mouth traced the shell of your ear, and you felt him smile against your skin—as gentle as flower petals, yet just as seductive. “Perhaps we could arrange my reciprocation in private?”

Tag list: @juminly, @kisara-16 (I totally forgot that you asked me to be tagged quite a while ago... I’m sorry (*´Д｀*))

[yakocchi]

2021 Anniversary Event Ministories // Count

this post contains 2 ministories: the 4th Anniversary Collection Event (Loved So Much, I Go Breathless) and the 2021 Election Collection Event (Deep Night)

o hey it’s me why did i sandwich two honestly-unrelated stories? bc i can!! actually it’s bc i feel lame when i post too much. which goes against how you’re supposed to use tumblr…. but no one ever said i was good at this

anyway, they serve similar purposes. The Election Event is supposed to be a sort of Anniversary Event, while the..… Anniversary Event is named that. the Count did not!! have a scenario Anniversary Event this year (that was apparently reserved for the top 6. sad but makes sense) so yea, make do w/ this

The Election Story is an AU where the characters are hosts of a host club. which…. not my thing but w/e, maybe some of u like that stuff The Anniversary Event on the other hand is supposed to be in-line with canon. results in corny SHIET but i like corny shiet. like the vlad one has them buying mugs (? thats a thing in the 19th century, corny mug shit? #1 best vampire mug? bruh)

in event chronology, the anni event was way before the election one but i put the election one first here cuz it’s longer (bc i included the prologue)

Spoilers under the cut!! Please credit if you take any of it, thenk u (･ω･*)

Deep Night // Prologue + Count

⋆ didnt screenie anything for the prologue cuz LAZY. just imagine the dumb black shirts they made some poor intern edit on photoshop, thats p much it

…

One city night, the year 20XX—

[Kara]: “Survived another week of hard work, me… haah,” (I finally have the day off tomorrow. It’ll be okay if I let loose a bit tonight, right?) When I was worn out from the monotony of everyday life, I would head over to a certain place for comfort and thrills. And that establishment was—

[Napoleon]: “Welcome to Club Deep Night.”

[Arthur]: “Ah, it’s Kara. You came to see me, right? ‘Been waiting.” [Isaac]: “Hold up, Arthur; she doesn’t come here just to see you, no?” [Dazai]: “Ooh, Isaac; a Host’s jealousy isn’t pretty, you know?” [Dazai]: “Well then, Toshiko-san; Your pick tonight— Wha – is me? No, no, it’s an honor. This will be a night of blinding sensuality very soon—"

[Isaac]: “She hasn’t picked anyone and you’re already going full steam ahead. —And her name isn’t Toshiko.” [Arthur]: “Right, right; Don’t hang with some guy who can’t your name right, Kara— My princess.”

As soon as I entered the club, a smile appeared on my face as a battle of charms began in front of me.

[Napoleon]: “Sheesh… every last one of these rascals are thrilled. Sorry that they’re being so noisy.” [Kara]: “No, no! Whenever I come here, it’s fun and even perks me up.” [Vincent]: “Really? If I’m to be the source of your high spirits, then I’ll make it even livelier in here.” [Vincent]: “I’ll build the champagne tower, and prepare the call!” [Theodorus]: “Hey, Hondje— Hurry and pour the champagne. It’ll be to give gratitude to the angel that’s landed on this city tonight.” [Theodorus]: “If you can be a good girl, I’ll tease and spoil you to bits.”

⋆ in host clubs, there’s a thing called a champagne call. the customer buys some very expensive bubbly, and all of the hosts gather round her table to chant, sing, w/e i was curious on how the localization handled theo’s dog nickname for MC (like 駄犬) cuz if they did a straight translation (mongrel, mutt, etc.), i feel like the western audience would hate him lul. glad they found smth

Everyone tries to entertain me, and in a single moment, their sweet words make me forget about my ordinary life. (It’s nice that everyone is so lively; but shouldn’t I go pick someone for tonight…?)

Troubled about it, arms then suddenly wrapped around my waist on both sides, causing me to cry out. [Faust]: “How long do you intend to go down one by one like that, keeping us men waiting?” [Faust]: “Come on— Please pick someone, and quickly. I can’t say... that I don’t know who you should be choosing.” [Charles]: “Ugh, there goes the cunning Doctor. I wanted to be picked by her, and now you’re doing all this.” [Charles]: “Hey— Pick me, Kara. I’ll do things to you that’ll make you feel good, utterly euphoric...” [Sebastian]: “Stop the Sexy Time. Even though you are a host, please show some restraint within club walls, Charles.” [Sebastian]: “...There being so many rivals vying for Kara’s nomination, is a nuisance.”

[Jeanne]: “If I do things that will make her feel good, will she be thrilled?” [Mozart]: “Jeanne, it’d be a good idea to not emulate what you just saw.”

⋆ “Stop the Sexy Time” is transliterated into kana, so it felt wrong to potentially change it. yes the cringe was not made by me this time. surprisingly also, this is something that gets a bit lost in translation: Charles and Jeanne both use yorokobu, in which the most common meaning is to be pleased, feel joy, etc. however, they use diff kanji which have diff connotations. Charles uses one that’s more abt physical joy (like a massage... or uh u know), while Jeanne uses one that’s more abt emotional joy (like seeing a friend u haven’t met with in a while). it’s supposed to show how dirty minded charles is while jeanne is precious LOL

[Mozart]: “Kara, come over here. You deserve to receive much finer hospitality... So, from me.” [Jeanne]: “If you pick me as well, then I’ll do my very best. Kara, won’t you come with me?” (Urgh- it’s getting more and more impossible to pick just one of them...!)

…

A bit farther away from everyone else, in the backroom— two men were exchanging words with each other: [Shakespeare]: “The moment Kara arrived, everyone became so animated.” [Shakespeare]: “She’s a mysterious one, to be able to draw us masterful hosts towards herself.” [Leonardo]: “Mhm, every single grown man is desperate to get the sweetheart’s attention.   [Leonardo]: “Well... maybe I should turn desperate too, hm?”

And in the owner’s quarters, there were also men watching Kara through the club monitors. [Vlad]: “That girl…” [Count]: “You mean Kara? She started frequenting this place a little while ago.” [Count]: “For some reason, I’m always interested… in who she picks each time.” [Vlad]: “Looks like you care quite a lot about one specific customer, dear Owner.” [Vlad]: “Kara… hm?”

…

[Napoleon]: “Regardless, all of the hosts here like you way too much. —To be honest, it makes me anxious.” [Kara]: “Huh-?” (Anxious… as a host? Or… as a man?) His words, honeyed with sweet temptation, made my heart race. His smile then deepened: [Napoleon]: “—Well, Kara; Who’s your pick tonight?”

(End of Prologue)

…

(Count)

[Count]: “So you’ve come, Kara. I’ve been waiting, you know.” I had paid a visit to the host club I always go to, and was invited to the owner’s quarters for some reason.

⋆ how is he still a Count in this AU lul. like yea nobility still exists, but it’s… strange, esp. if someone of nobility is openly running a host club

(Being called up here by the owner… this is the first time that’s ever happened.) I couldn’t come up with a reason why I was the only customer summoned here.

[Count]: “It’s not anything to be nervous about; I just wanted to hear something from you tonight.” [Count]: “You come here often, but you pick someone different every time.” [Count]: “Is there no one here that meets your expectations?” [Kara]: “My expectations?” [Count]: “Mhm. Being unable to satisfy our customers’ needs is an alarming matter.” [Count]: “If none of my kids happen to be your type, I’d like to hear what kind of things you seek.” [Kara]: “N-No… it’s not that none of them are my type;” [Kara]: “It’s just that everyone here is so wonderful, so I can’t pick only one of them.” [Kara]: “They’re cool, kind, great at conversation, and entertain me…” As I thought about the hosts who had surrounded me at the tables up to this point, I voiced my feelings honestly. I then recalled the words the Count had said just a moment ago, and felt a slight discomfort in my heart.

(I’m being honest when I say that I can’t choose between such amazing hosts. But…) (I also think it’s certainly true that “what I seek” is a bit different from them.) (The one I desire is more…) I shifted my eyes to the Count standing before me, and he responded with the composed smile of a mature adult. I was captivated by him at first glance, as a scent of danger seemed to drift from deep within that smiling face.

(But— As the owner himself, the Count’s not going to service a customer, of course…) Regretful, I dropped my gaze— Before I realized the Count had walked over to me. Cradling my chin in his fingers, he turned my head up so I face him.

[Count]: “Contrary to your words… your eyes say that there is something you desire.” [Count]: “Your indecisiveness stems from wanting more stimulation, is it not?” [Count]: “Like this, for example—"

He suddenly pressed his lips to mine. Shocked, I tried to pull away— but the Count gripped my waist in place. He then drew me in closer as if to prevent escape, changing angles countlessly as he took my lips. [Kara]: “Nn-… Don’t. I can’t pick you, the owner, as my host, so…” [Count]: “That unsatisfied-looking face of yours deeply bothers me.” [Count]: “I’m retired, but if you wish it so... For you, I’m willing to make a comeback tonight.” [Count]: “Well, now… go ahead; make your choice?” As if to seduce me, the gleaming gold eyes in front of me radiate this allure. With that, I felt that he could see through the lustful desires that lied within the recesses of my heart, and my body shivered with a subtle numbness. (I’ve never felt this way before.) Wondering what kind of stimulation he would give, I wanted to be toyed by those fingers, those lips… These emotions muddled within me.

(I think the person I’ve wanted all this time... was you from the beginning.)

[Kara]: “Count— Tonight, I’ll have you…” [Count]: “To be chosen by you, is an honor.” [Count]: “I promise to sate your thirst this evening.” [Count]: “—Give yourself to me.”

⋆ or “you can entrust all of yourself to me” if u want smth more awkward but more faithful to the original text

A fervent kiss rained down on me as if to fill what I had been deprived of,

and the night that would far exceed the stimulation I had desired, had just begun—

FIN

⋆ u kno, i did try making the characters sound more 21st century in this AU. but at the same time, the count probably wouldnt be the type to say yeet (aka a useless boomer smh) so idt it showed that much

…

Loved So Much, I Go Breathless // Count

…

Inside a swaying carriage, the Count sat across from me. Staring at me fixedly, he then gave a deep sigh. [Count]: “You are astoundingly beautiful tonight, Kara. —It was good to have left the manse like this.” [Count]: “If we had traversed the streets by foot, then I would have surely faced difficulty in having to shake off the men charmed by you.” [Kara]: “Ah-… D-Don’t play around like that, please.” [Count]: “I’m being completely honest, you know. —Well, if someone were to come near you, I wouldn’t let them lay a finger on you anyway.”

⋆ he says something closer to “those are my true thoughts, without a single lie” but that’s going too far in my arbitrary rules of “does this sound like smth ppl actually say” so whee

(J-Jeez; He always acts like this…) Wanting to mislead my pounding heart, I hastily changed the subject.

[Kara]: “Um… Where are we going tonight?” [Count]: “Oh my, did you forget? Today’s the anniversary of the day we met, of all things.” [Kara]: “Of course I didn’t forget. It was the day I changed my own fate, and met you— A day I cherish so very much.” [Count]: “It’s the same for me; And it’s precisely why we’re going to a place where I may reaffirm my love.” (“Love”…?) When I tilted my head, the Count gave a meaningful smile, saying nothing more.

With that—

The place the stagecoach had arrived, was a church I recognized. (This is… the place where we had confirmed our love for one another.) The Count took my hand before we entered, the moonlight silently illuminating the unoccupied altar.

[Count]: “I have decided from my heart— that on this day, and on every day we call ‘our anniversary’—" I shall proclaim my vows to you once more.”

[Count]: “Kara— This is my oath of eternal love to you.” Before the altar, the Count kneeled before taking my left hand, dropping a reverent kiss on my ring finger. [Kara]: “nh- Ah-…” A sweet numbness ran from my finger, and my heart skipped a beat.

[Count]: “The time I spend with you, is filled with a dazzling brilliance.” [Count]: “—Filled to the point where I believe those centuries I had of embracing nothingness, came to be for the purpose of being able to meet you…” [Count]: “If you would allow it— For the future to come, with you by my side, I shall continue to swear such (to you).”

[Count]: “And thus, I wish that one day, I shall become one with you. —That is the greatest happiness I seek.”

He then rose to his feet, embracing me as if to envelop me whole. With my cheek pressed against his chest, I could feel his heart beating as fast as mine. (Like this, it’s as if I’m becoming one with the Count— With Abel.)

He tenderly brushed my hair aside before running a finger down my neck. One day, fangs will sink into this very spot, and love from a pureblooded vampire – called “eternity” – will be spilled within. Thinking about such things, my heart grew full— and tears were about to fall down my face, involuntarily.

[Kara]: “Abel… me too, I-…”

Overcome with emotion, I was at loss for words— When an almost-biting kiss fell upon me, cutting off my words. His tongue caught mine through my broken lips, our hot sighs immediately laden with heat.

[Count]: “—There is no need for words.” His lips only barely parting from mine, he whispered with a glossy sigh.

[Count]: “The tears brimming in your eyes, tell me everything— that you belong to me.” [Kara]: “Ah-… Abel…” His gentle - but also denying any notion of resistance – and sweet kiss, deepened, desiring me and only me. I embraced him with all my strength, abandoning myself to this happiness that will last forever and ever…

FIN (2)

Ikevam has been kind of boring if u dun like the top 5 all that much but i mean always has been astronaut_gun.jpg

anyway, the election was mostly a skip for me this year cuz i dun care for mini figures. also, he was doing awful in categories bc ppl are voting characters over several categories (rather than just the recommended one). frankly i think it’s dumb to vote a character in anything other than the “officially” recommended category bc the chance of losing in all categories is much higher than getting stuff in >1 category (e.g., with the midterm results u can see vlad in every category, but he’s only eligible for a benefit in one…when he could easily just win in one category period). but maybe that way of thinking is too tryhard for a game that only barely fits the definition of a game #realgamurz #weliveinasociety

i honestly didn’t do (aka pay) much and ranked rly well in character rankings. so i was happy i got decent stuff, but sadder he doesn’t get much support;; u telling me the richest guy has the stingiest fans. yes. i mean look at me, microwave pizza is my life

sorry for the lack of updates. as usual but uh better to be annoying with no updates than with too much RITE haha yes………. yes

as always, thanks for reading!

[mansions-maiden]

Helloww, I'm here for 3rd request xD

Don't know you like it or not but hw abt MC is sweet, ladylike, polite, never complained, and lovely girl but someday...when comte hold a banquet and yeps mc has low tolerance alcohol and got drunk so herself became 180° 😂😂😂

She started laughing like maniac, shouting and scold the residents like asian mom 😂.

For example : (arthur) DO YOU KNOW WE CALL A HUMAN TYPE LIKE YOU A THOT ?! FROM NOW I'LL CALL YOU ARTHOT

(isaac) OII YOU MINI APPLE BOI, HOW CAN YOU INVENTED CALCULUS?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PRESSURE YOU GIVE TO FUTURE STUDENTS ? I CAN'T EVEN ENJOYED MY SCHOOL LIFE !! YOU MUST KNOW HOW MUCH I WANTED TO KILL YOU WHEN I WAS IN HIGHSCHOOLER !!

Etc 😂😂 you can make what kind of screaming+scolding she will throw at them 😂😂😂 The residents ? OH I WANT TO SEE THEIR STUPID SHOCKED FACES AHAHAHA. Take your time writing it xD and thank you so much before my darlingzzz 😘😘😘❤️❤️

This is gonna be a fun one to write! Sorry this took so much time to write! I have been busy with school works. But I’ve been writing it slowly. here you go!  The words in the brackets (..) indicate that she missed saying these words.  I had to write the words in a weird way to show that the words were being slurred by mc. 

I tried writing it to your ask .Hope you like it! 

Everyone was still wearing surprised Pikachu faces as they were staring at sleeping MC. For never had they expected to see the completely hidden side of her.

Previously, that evening~  

MC is sweet and  perfect lady, as described in the ask. But little did the vampires know what they would be witnessing that night. 

The lord of the mansion decided to throw another banquet that night for the second time in the month being the hedonistic man he is. And all the residents were invited, including MC. 

All of them reached the venue that evening and in the banquet halls, many fancy dishes were there, waiting to be eaten by  people. There were finest of the wines brought from the  far away land and the exotic dishes that were never seen before. 

All of the mansion residents gathered in a room(kinda VIP room). All have helped themselves with a drink or two and were chatting away. MC stood against the walls of the room, swirling her champagne glass as she spoke to Sebastian.

All of them continued talking to each other.

After some more time:

MC was still speaking when she began giggling to herself continuously. 

All the residents:  “???????⁇?”

MC:” if only people knew how crazy these idiots are!! bwahahaha!” 

Napoleon: “Who are you talking about MC?”  

MC: “ Who am I ... talkin bout? I talk about the grreeat ‘men’ in history.." mc continued giggling as her words began to slur.

Arthur: "And why exactly are we 'idiots'? "

MC: "who in the world knew that all of these men would have crazy sides no one ever knows!" She began laughing again.

All of them looked at each other and then at MC. They noticed her flushed cheeks and understood the situation. 

“MC, you are quite drunk. You should stop drinking now..” 

“ N-no no no no.. I’m not drunk at all.. see,I only drank 1,2,... 4 glasses of champagne! I want to talk! “ 

MC: “comte! do you know..? arthot went into the town again yesterday even after you shun himm.. But he didn’t let me tell you...! teach him a lesson comte!” MC told as she pretended  that she was holding a gun against Arthotur’s head. 

“What in the world is mademoiselle doing?” Jean asked with a confused stare as Sebastian replied, “In our time period, we show guns with our hands in that way.. it’s a type of pretend play..”. 

“And..wait  what? From when did my name change to Arthot?? Did she misspell it??” Arthur asked looking at her. 

“ Lemme think.. nope.. You’re ..definitely Art..Thot! yup! That’s it!” 

  “Arthur.. come to my room later. I should ‘gently’ remind you the rules of the mansion. “ Arthur gulped audibly as comte stared at him with ‘nothing-is-wrong’ smile.

“Arthur, Dazai-san!! Can (you) come here once??” She suddenly asked them with  puppy eyes as they came forward. She tried to reach their faces but couldn’t. She pouted a little and climbed onto the couch behind her. 

“OWW!! “ Both of them cried in pain as MC twisted each of Arthur’s and Dazai’s ears.  “ how.. how dare youu...!  How dare you tease.. Is..Isaac?! the only baby of this mansion! Poor boy! He’s traumatized because of you!” 

Isaac having the time of his life: “That’s right mc! How dare they tease a bab- wait! Who do you think you’re calling BABY!??! “ Isaac frowned at his yet another new nick name. 

Her feet began wobbling and she fell from the couch onto Mozart.  “Aww man!! I fell off the couch!!! Bu..but.. this pillow is soo smoooth and silkyy.. yayy! A nice pillow for me..! “ She said as she snuggled her face into her’pillow’, aka Mozart’s chest. 

“What do you think you’re doing?! Get her off me! mmph!! “ Mozart began yelling but felt a hand clamped over his mouth. “Shh.. doon’t shout.. and you should.. smile like this. Say CHEEEESE! “ MC said, forcing his lips into a smile with her hands. 

MC kept giggling even when Napoleon and Leonardo helped Mozart and sat her on the couch.

(I'm sorry I know that her giggling is too much but I don't know how drunk person acts exactly ^^;)

Leonardo: "How much did she even drink? Why didn't you stop her Sebas?"

Sebastian: "I'm sorry master Leonardo.. I didn't expect her to drink these many. I thought she had high alcohol tolerance.."

Leonardo (stretching hand towards mc): "Cara mia, you had enough fun, c'mon you need to rest up in the mansion.

MC shook her head vigorously . "Noooo! I don't want to rest! I want to talk to all of you~! Why don't you go to sleep ...? Da Vinci~. You've got your bed AKA them... (Pointing finger towards floor and wall) . I'll sing a lullaby to youu.. "

She began humming the tone of the lullaby as she dragged Leonardo with her.

" Rock-a-bye, baby, in the tree top

When the wind blows the cradle will rock

When the bough breaks the cradle will fall

Down will come baby, cradle and all"

"Go to bed renaissance man! And ! Your cigarillos are confiscated by me! Hmph! " She took the cigarillos from his pockets and threw them into the dustbin.

"MC! You sing so good! It's as if the angel herself has sung the lullaby.. what song is it?" Vincent asked with an excited and curious gaze.

" the lullaby..? T'is from my own time.. god! I miss my old days in college! " Everybody heard small sniffles in the room then. 

They felt helpless seeing her cry. “What’s the matter cherie? Why are you crying? Is something hurting you? “ comte asked approaching her. 

“*sniffle* everything is *hic* alright comte *sniffle, hic*. I just remembered *sniffle* my own time and my friends.. I miss them *sniffle* a lot..” Tears began rolling down her soft cheeks.  Everyone looked at each other.. 

“ A-and.. *sniffle* I also remember the days I used to cry and struggle due to math in college. Especially calculus.. And I’ve heard that Isaac was the one wh- *sniffle* who invented it.. Isn’t it Isaac?”  She asked Isaac through the glassy eyes. 

Isaac: “Y-yeah... it was me..” He lowered his eyes as if he had done a mistake. 

MC grabs Isaac’s lapels weakly and shouted, “Why? Why did you invent calculus?! I remember.. I remember the days I used to stay awakee... until late night, scratching my head and struggling to... to solve them!!    I... hatee.. you !!” She suddenly released him and pushed him back, making him wobble a little. 

Theo: “what the heck hondje?! how much drunk are you!? your mood swings are faster than Arthur’s snarky comments! “ 

MC: “ Hey Theo! Don’t you dare call me Hondje.. You’re the hondje... Who doesn’t allow anyone to come near your darling brother like a guard dog!” 

Theo was very taken back at the sudden backfiring of the nickname. 

MC: “Coming to Vincent and Jean! you both are so adorable.  You’re the epitome of purity. I love you both so much. muah!” She sent a flying kiss to both and both the men’s cheeks flushed a little. 

Napoleon: “Do you have something to say about me MC?” He asked her with curiosity and a little amusement dancing in his eyes. 

MC: “ Well, All I can say ..is.. DON’T GO AROUND KISSING PEOPLE! I can’t.. beliieeve that ‘nightmare of Europe’ went around kissing people.. poor soldiers must have been traumatized..! “ 

“ I can’t believe the nerve of you all to send me to Napoleon’s room early in the morningg!  *gasp* Wait !!This means that all of you have been kissed by him.. didn’t you? Hahahaaa!!”   she continued laughing clutching her stomach hard. 

“Do you know?! There’s a stalker in the mansion who stalks you all 24/7. And he notes it down in his ‘oh no! they didn’t ‘ notebook! It’s none other than our Seba- mmph! “ her voice suddenly came out  muffled as Sebas quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. 

“Wait-who is that stalker??” Dazai asked in confusion. 

“It’s no one Dazai san. She’s just blabbering.”  Sebas quickly replied in a stoic expression. 

“Wow.. she speaks truth when she’s drunk Will..” Vincent told Shakespeare. “ She is.. After all, a drunk mind speaks a sober heart..” Shakespeare told him. 

“Cherie, you must really go back to mansion now. Come, I shall escort you back home..” Comte said worriedly as he approached her. 

“ NO! no comte ~ . See, I-I’m perfectly fine~. And you should stop being a mother comte. For the god’s sake, you’re a man! See, look at your reflection! You’re a handsome man! not a beautiful woman! Ditch all these.. motherly duties and enjoy yourself.~! “  She exclaimed as she turned him towards the mirror. 

“And you all~! stop being such a child and stressing out poor comte! Okay?! repeat after mee! from this day forth, I shall look after myself and never stress out  mama comte!” 

“Do you even like us luv?” Arthur asked her with a knowing smile. 

“Well, yes.. of course! Even though you all are handful.. I love you all a lot! I love you all this..much (spreading her hands on both sides)..I want to.. stay here..for..ever..” 

Suddenly, she felt the world spinning and lost consciousness. But Sebastian caught her by the waist in the nick of time. 

The room suddenly fell silent as the blabbering of a drunk resident stopped. 

“Well well- tonight’s play was rather very interesting.. But the curtains have fallen in a very unexpected way..” Shakespeare said laughing and breaking the silence. 

Sebastian gently laid her on the couch as she slept soundly. “never expected to see this side of cara.. not that I dislike it though..” Leonardo said as he laughed breezily. 

“It felt so entertaining to see her talking her like this.. Though it’s not gentlemanly, I would love to invite her to drinks and make her drunk.. I want to hear those words and keep them to myself..” comte said looking at her. 

“Let’s take her home and call it a day.. And let’s keep it a secret among ouselves...” Napoleon added. Everyone nodded in agreement and started towards mansion, still laughing at her words. That’s how they came to know the completely hidden side of mc that eventful night.  

                  -------------------- THE END   --------------------

 i also wanted to ask you guys if my plots up until now were different or if it feels like I’m writing cliché things..how does it feel? 

[iotona]

Love

Hey again, I wrote something! And don’t ask why I keep coming up with ideas that include pets bc idk either. It’s Arthur x reader, 1500+ words, and fluff/romance? You won’t cry that’s all I know, I think? Thanks for giving it a look!

Love; a word that Arthur had almost forgotten. A one syllable sound that warmed the hearts of many and for others, indescribable pain. Long were the nights Arthur spent at the pub, downing as much alcohol as his body would allow, and entertaining any pretty skirt that so much as flashed him a darling smile. If he wasn’t out on the streets, then he would recluse to his room at the mansion living off of only bitter coffee and the sting in his back that reminded him of all the guilt and shame he carried over the years.

Recently, Arthur tossed in bed for entirely different reasons, obsessing over the tingling in his belly every time he thought of you. When you walked through the door, love came with. It certainly didn’t make itself prevalent right away, oh no. He didn’t feel it when he had the privilege of meeting you, and he surely didn’t see it when he tried to scare you off. But a slow burning feeling that first took his heart by surprise when you had flashed him a smile. It was a small grin like any other pretty lady he took to bed, why would this be any different? Maybe it was the context of his joke, maybe it was the dim lighting of the mansion at night, or the smell of the food you made just for him after his days of writing in solitude. Arthur couldn’t put his finger on why his chest suddenly felt lukewarm and his stomach tingled, nor did he really try, but soon found himself finding love everywhere he went. 

Affection oozed out of every cup of coffee you brought him, seeped into the smell of his clothes that you left folded on his bed, and blinded him with every outburst of laughter you blessed him after each cheeky jest. Time spent in his room became less with each day, the dark demons of his past quickly suppressing under the weight of his newfound feelings. Chasing this high, Arthur spent endless nights awake in bed rethinking every interaction between you two. He often planned his days to conveniently intercept yours and you gladly obliged to have his company. And when you agreed to be his little assistant in your free time, ohh did his heart do a million flips. 

Arthur’s interest in you soon became adoration. Reverence ruled his thoughts when he watched you work. Your intelligence to solve puzzles, your empathy to communicate and relate, your drive, persistence, your intuition to know what was fishy and what was not impressed him. With all his playfulness, some days Arthur wasn’t sure he’d get through a case without your point of view, but he’d never tell you that. In fact, the one instance you made a small comment about the look of frustration on his brow, he fixed himself with a handsome smile and teased about something or another to deter your focus.

Eventually, your own fondness began to show. Small blushes at Arthur’s praises and nicknames. The way you leaned into even the smallest of touches. How you went out of your way to ensure Arthur had hot coffee and a fresh snack while he wrote. Lending an ear to his stories and giving ample feedback. 

Arthur was positive this couldn’t last forever, nothing good and pure ever does. So when the darkness latched onto his legs and held him there, he was sure you wouldn’t come calling, even as it enveloped him once again. He no longer made an effort to leave his room, to eat, to drink, to socialize, or to find you, the precious woman from the future. He was confident that was it, you’d return to through the door soon and he would continue the torturous life he was meant to endure. 

Little did the sad man sitting on his overly worn writing chair realize how stubborn you actually were. He had underestimated you, entirely, until the day you came knocking his door down. It was sudden, he didn’t have an ounce of mental energy to understand the earful you were giving him over his astonishment. Something about how cold his coffee must be, and how he couldn’t possibly feel any better in a room so dark. You threw open his curtains and glared at him with a look that had him ashamed and shaking in his Oxford’s simultaneously. And very much like a lost puppy, Arthur agreed to accompany you to the town for bread, something so simple yet so domestic. You swore his wide bewildered eyes never left you that day and ever since then you constantly use that ammunition to your own device.

Then you did something so beyond his comprehension that even now, as he sits in the parlor of the mansion playing a game of chess with Theo, his mind keeps wandering to the night before instead of the bet that lay before him. Like many times before you had accompanied Arthur and Theo to the pub. The night was full of laughs and jokes, drinks to go around, as was per usual. You thought your heart would explode when Arthur suggested a dance and without waiting for your response, tugging on your hand. The music was upbeat, jovial and one too many spins mixed with liquor had you melting into his form when he pulled you close for a slow careen back and forth. You thought, in your inebriated state, how your legs would have probably given out if it wasn’t for Arthur’s hold on your waist and the other holding your hand close to his heart. Buzzing with not only drink but by how captivated you were with the man standing in front of you, you giggled and babbled about how his nose tickled you from brushing so close to your ear. You were so tipsy that when Arthur looked at you with a faint blush and the intent to apologize that you rose to your tip toes and pulled on the lapels of his jacket into a sweet kiss. A kiss that didn’t last long, but enough to deepen the red on his cheeks when you finally pulled away. The rest of the night muddled together, and you hadn’t seen each other since retiring to bed for the night. 

Arthur wasn’t afraid of what lay before him now, but his anxiety was evident by the way he bounced his leg up and down during the match, eyebrows furrowed in thought, and eyes boring into the table. Theo thought maybe it was due to the way he was severely losing this game, but when did Arthur ever lose? That itself was incredibly strange, but Theo being the man to not pry did not ask. And thus they continued moving the pieces until Arthur’s inevitable loss. 

Again the tiny statues were placed on small white and black squares, to their start. A pawn here, a knight there, Arthur’s gaze was caught by the flash of a bright green skirt out the nearby window. Abruptly standing up, he was completely enamored by the sight before him. Fresh, white, sparkling snow lazily fluttered through the air, remnants of this morning’s storm, adorning every surface outside. The serene and peaceful scene contrasted the way you were running through the mansion’s lower cut bushes and abruptly crouching behind one. If it wasn’t for the spirited look in your face as you peaked around the corner he would’ve thought you were in danger. But who exactly were you running from? Arthur received his answer when two furry four legged dogs came barreling around one side of the building and stopping to smell the air. 

Vic was the first to get a scent, and most importantly following your footsteps in the snow. You realized your failure in not being able to cover your tracks and slowly crouched behind another layer of bushes in hopes to throw off the pooch. The crunch of your boots over the fresh snow alerted the bi-colored dog, his small legs immediately running in the direction of the noise, tongue out and ears flapping in joy of the game, just like a certain owner. In an attempt to flee you stood to try and run back, only to find a yellow haired lab blocking your path, foiling your plans. Accepting defeat as both animals ran towards you in glee, you dropped to your knees to deliver many pets and kisses. Little did you know the amount of force King accumulated running towards you, he tried to stop but slipping across the fresh snow until his body collided with yours. If you had learned anything from Isaac’s Laws of Physics it was that a large dog using you as a cement block was not going to end well. You both tumbled into the white fluff, each dog wasting no time in pressing their little wet noses onto your face and neck. The sniffling and small licks had you elated, tickling your sensitive skin, and filling the air with your loud shrieks and giggles. 

“Oi, are you going to take your turn?” A particularly annoyed voice sounded from behind Arthur, to which he could only hum in response, give a smooth smile, and hustle out the door to you. 

Arthur knew then that any trace of doubt slowly dissolved. He was utterly, completely, and wholly infatuated with you. Every fiber, every bone, every time his heart beat, it was all vibrating with yearning for you. He finally knew and understood the meaning of love. All from you.

If you made it this far, thank you! Feedback is always welcome. :)

tagging: @kisara-16 (thank you for proof reading <3), @nad-zeta

[thehollowprince]

What would you say are Scott's main character traits (including flaws)?

His compassion, his empathy, his resilience, his refusal to give up or back down. Scott was essentially the heart and soul of this show. Without him, none of the events that took place over the six (eight!) seasons would have been possible.

I. Compassion - as a positive trait

To me, this is Scott's biggest character trait. This defined him more than anything else throughout the series. It also set him apart from any other werewolf that we saw throughout the show's run. Where Peter or Derek or Deucalion were angry and power-hungry, Scott wasn't. Scott just wanted to be a teenage boy, be on first line for his lacrosse team, and date his girlfriend. Scott's compassion, his care for the lives of those around him, was what allowed him to overcome the manipulations and machinations of his various foes. Him wanting the best for others was what usually allowed him to turn his enemy's allies against them, by showing them a better way.

One of my favorite lines in the show summed up Scott...

"Scott doesn't care about power-- he cares about people."

Understand, when I praise that sentence, I'm not hating on people like Derek, who craved power, which was understandable given how powerless I'm sure he felt after everything he went through. No, my issue with Derek was never his quest for power, but always with how he went about doing it.

And that was his (Scott's) philosophy from day one. It's how he managed to get Allison out of her aunt's clutches and get Derek to fight against his uncle. It's what allowed him to sway Isaac (and Boyd before he and Isaac switched roles) to his side and away from Derek's pack.

I will always remember the way Isaac looked at Scott during Raving when Scott clarified that he didn't want him (Isaac) to get hurt.

It's what allowed him to calm Boyd and Isaac down in season three, as well as have the twins try so hard to join his pack. On and on that cycle went, with former enemies becoming allies, the biggest example of which being Theo.

Theo was Scott's biggest rival. He managed to do what no other villain on this show ever did. He brought Scott to his lowest point, drove his pack apart, killed him, and after everything, Theo wanted to be a better person, because of Scott.

Sidenote: I think that's why I loved Theo as much as I did. Theo was a perfect example of what Scott could have become if he'd followed the path that Peter laid out for him.

II. Compassion - as a character flaw

Like any great characterization, a character's greatest asset can also be one of their biggest flaws. And while I do think that Scott's compassion was his greatest strength, I also believe it was his greatest weakness. Scott's compassion, his desire to see the best in others, was something that others took advantage of.

Once again I bring up Theo, because whereas others, like Peter or Gerard or Deucalion, simply looked at this from their jaded world view, thinking Scott was naive, Theo was the only one to take actual advantage of Scott's trusting nature, using it to worm his way into the pack and sabotage it from within, as opposed to hammering on it from the outside.

Now, I feel the need to say that it wasn't as bad as some parts of the fandom make it out to be. There are those who "watched" Teen Wolf that will swear that Scott invited in every serial killer and homicidal maniac that came across the show, even after they attempted to kill him, and that's simply not the case. While he was a very trusting person, once you broke that trust, it had to he earned back.

Scott never fully trusted Peter again after his many attempts to take out Scott. Derek spent the latter half of his arc gaining back Scott's trust after repeatedly breaking it in the first two seasons. When Theo came back, Scott didn't give him a bro-hug and say "It's all good". Theo had to earn back every inch of Scott's respect that he so casually threw away.

It was Scott's compassion that also led him to make some pretty risky mistakes, such as invading Corey's mind or attempting the trap with Hayden as bait that ultimately got her and Liam captured by the Dread Doctors. Scott's compassion was what made him bad under pressure, as we saw whenever one of his plans fell apart, he grew frazzled and anxious, because he wanted to protect everyone.

To once again sidebar here for a second, part of me also wonders if Scott was so trusting in response to Stiles' paranoia.

Scott: "Why can't you trust anyone?"

Stiles: "Because you trust everyone!"

Its like a chicken-or-egg situation.

III. Intelligence

Scott's intelligence is often overlooked because it's not as flashy as Lydia's, but he is a highly intelligent character. And no, I'm not just talking about "emotional intelligence", which is often tossed out as some sort of consolation prize, but actual, book-smart intelligence.

People will often cite the first season, when Scott got back a bad grade as proof that he was a poor student, while completely ignoring the fact that said grade had the phrase "this isn't like you" on it, telling the audience that before all these werewolf shenanigans started happening, he had better grades. Something he turned around as the show progressed, enough to get into AP classes. It was Scott who deduced that the Dread Doctors were creating chimeras. It was Scott that figured out what was taken from the Ghost Rider by Douglas. It was Scott that outsmarted Gerard and Deucalion, who managed to trick the trickster (Nogitsune) and to devise a plan that took out the Beast and Theo, as well as denying Gerard his prize.

Scott was incredibly intelligent and people need to recognize and appreciate that.

IV. Empathy - Emotional Intelligence

Scott's empathy was another huge asset of his throughout the show. His ability to empathize with others, particularly those who opposed him, completely threw those around him off guard. Where someone like Peter or Derek (season two) or Theo (season five) would look at someone's circumstances and see that as a way to manipulate them into getting what they want, Scott looked at those same people and empathized with them, accepted their pain for what it was and not as a tool.

In my opinion, that's why Scott and Lydia worked so well together. They were both used and abused by Peter, and tossed aside when they were no longer useful.

It was Scott's empathy that allowed him to connect with Kira and Liam when they were coming into this world. He'd gone through that, scared and confused and he did everything in his power to ease that transition for them. Same with Malia. He recognized that she spent a large chunk of her life as a rabid animal and that it wasn't her fault, giving her the room to grow and come back to herself on her terms. It was him recognizing that Allison had been manipulated by her grief and her grandfather, his refusal to hold that against her because he understood, that inspired Allison to come up with her own code.

Scott understood those around him, and by just being a good person who believed in others, he inspired those around him to be better.

V. Resilience

No character got knocked down as many times as Scott did, and he got back up - every single time.

***

To close off, I want to talk about another "flaw". I don't necessarily view it as a flaw, but I know that some parts of the fandom did, so it needs to he discussed.

The most common flaw that Scott had was the same flaw that his entire pack had - they were teenagers!

Scott was a sixteen year old boy who was bitten by a werewolf and had his entire life thrown upside-down. People often seem to forget that and demand that he be a perfect person (despite not demanding that of other characters) and its aggravating. He got jealous, and angry, and insecure, and he was allowed to. He was allowed to enjoy the little moments of happiness, like getting a good grade or dancing with his girlfriend, because he was a child forced into a world of warring adults who sought to take advantage of him (and others) at every opportunity.