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Hi! Can I ask for hcs' about almost every Joaquin character (y'know, Joe, Theo, Arthur, Ray, and many more) when they're on Christmas with you? Going to a party, with your family, staying at home, in a shopping, gettting presents, taking you to a café or a restaurant, putting on christmas decorations at home, what you eat with them or how you enjoy the night and fireworks, stuff like that. Thank you! Love your imagines!

Hiii I wrote and before Christmas so I’m really happy! (I literally spend my days writing it from morning to late in the night) so I hope you will like it!!

Following HCs with: Arthur/Joker, Commodus, Joe, Abbe, Charlie, Bobby, Bruno, Willie, Max, Theodore, Merrill, Freddie, Ray

Arthur/Joker

- Christmas is Arthur’s and Joker favorite day of the year after Mardi Gras. It is a day where he can be fully himself, wear one of those ‘ugly’ knitted sweaters, listen to oldies Christmas songs. He feels people more relaxed in the streets, it must be Christmas spirit softening them a little, even in Gotham. And usually you would manage to convince Joker not to make too much trouble and stay by your side all day instead.

- You would be staying home together on Christmas Eve. It would be a very simple day because you didn’t have a lot of money but what is important is to be together, and it’s what you would remind to Arthur, no need for something big or fancy, just to be together in Christmas spirit.

- You would buy a few decorations, but you would mostly create them yourself, spending the weekends of December making them with Arthur as you drank hot chocolate. Your flat would be colorful, filled with red and white tinsels and candy canes; you both went to a park and discreetly cut a few pine trees branches to decorate the appartement.

- Of course, Arthur would make the surprise to buy a Christmas tree, not too big, but it was more than enough to make you smile with happiness. And you would decorate it with anything that was shiny and candy canes too of course.

- For dinner you would not buy anything expensive, but luckily you and Artie were pretty good in cooking and you could manage to make delicious dishes with basic ingredients, roasted potatoes with bacon wrapped turkey and red wine gravy, and you would drink the other half of the bottle while eating. And of course, your favorite part, an apple cake topped with cinnamon and sugar.

- You want the night to be as relaxing as possible, you would cook with Arthur while listening to music, exchanging kisses and giggling. Then, after dinner, you two would settle in the sofa, and watch Disney Christmas cartoons while drinking hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows.

- The next morning, Arthur or Joker would be the first awake, excited like a kid and eager to open his gift. Yes, usually with Arthur it would be one or two gifts for each of you. Arthur would have worked extra hours and saved as much money as he could to be able to buy you something nice, he bought those cute earrings you had seen once in a store front. Joker would get you more gifts and would get a bit extravagant, but it was really fun. You would get a nice suit or piece of accessories for Joker. For Arthur you would get a warm sweater or scarf so that he wouldn’t get cold when he is outside.

- As soon as the gifts were open and breakfast with nice pastries taken; you and Arthur would head to your grandparents’ home where you would be reunited with your parents and cousins as well. Arthur was always a bit nervous about it but once they all greeted him with a hug, he would be smiling all along, hugging back your family and playing with your cousins and nephews. He never had a family but now he had one. Joker had promised you he would never come out on Christmas, it was always sweet Arthur, otherwise your parents would have freaked out.

Commodus

- Saturnalia was always an amazing holiday. For whole a week the whole Empire would celebrate in honor of the god Saturn. It was a very special day where the People would be pampered by their Emperor and where even slaves would be provided by table service and dining with their masters, all would party and share. Many offerings were made to the god but also to the people.

- Commodus was always particularly joyful on that holiday. The first day, he always had a hard time not working but then, the next day, the real Commodus was back, joyful and relaxed. He would dedicate his days entirely to you, his nephew and the rest of the family.

- Commodus would be dressed colorfully, wear red and gold togas and you would usually wear matching clothes, except on Saturnalia eve where you would wear purple and gold, an outfit especially made for that night. You both loved beautiful clothes and it was the occasion to shine even more.

- He would make sure that Lucius gets chosen as the Saturnalicius princeps, the Lord of Misrule for the whole week. And Lucius loved it, he was able to prank everyone and especially his dear uncle who at first regretted it, and then you would find him pranking back Lucius or even you, those two were children.

- The whole week, Commodus would offer chariot racing in the grand arena, the greatest charioteer gathered for the most exciting races and with great rewards, as well as gifts for the public. You both enjoyed it, no blood, no deaths, pure entertainment for all.

- It would be a huge party in the streets of Rome, people singing in the streets naked, drinking and gambling. With the Senate, Commodus would make sure to have a delicious public buffet offered to the people at the Temple of Saturn. He wants everyone to enjoy this holiday. And at night on the eve of Saturnalia, Commodus would organize a big party in the palace, where he would completely let himself go and enjoy the moment.

- For dinner, he would get you the finest foods from the whole Empire and even from far beyond, exotic dancers, magicians and entertainers would be invited as well to make this night unforgettable. He would make sure you smile and laugh, that you simply feel home, and it really were.

- “Io Saturnalia my love!” he would cheer, all tipsy, a big goofy grin on his face, coming to wrap his arms around you, almost spilling his cup of wine on you as he starts trying to dance, he wouldn’t care if he looked ridiculous, he wanted to hold you in his arms and kiss you. To be honest, drunk Commodus was probably the most adorable thing you ever saw.

- Commodus would be very nervous about the presents, he wants the best for you and he wants to impress you even if he knows he doesn’t have to but Commodus feels this need to constantly prove himself and his love for you.

- Early in the morning the day before, he would go out in the city in disguise to get your gifts, he doesn’t trust anyone else to get the best for you and choosing your gifts himself is very important to him, he wants something true, something that truly reflects how he feels for you. He would have a ring especially forged for you, with a blue gemstone incrusted in the center of it, reminding you of his gorgeous blue outfit that you loved so much. And for his nephew, his first real sword to train with him. As for you, you would get him a very fine wine from Greece and then a rather…sensual that you would were in your bedroom that night, you would be his gift in a way; and it would made him even crazier for you.

- After this long night of celebration, you and Commodus would take your time and just sleep as long as you could, it was the last day before getting back to work and you wanted him fully rested and ready to take care of the Empire as ardently as before. You had opened your gifts at midnight so there was nothing waiting to be done, except perhaps Lucius who was eager to take his first lesson from his uncle, but the boy was clever and let you enjoy your husband a few hours more….Io Saturnalia.

Joe

- Christmas with Joe would be quiet, something peaceful at home, it would mean a moment of full relaxion for Joe and perhaps the only moment where he feels like he doesn’t have to be on his guard all the time.

- You would spend Christmas Eve’s afternoon in an animal shelter with Joe, you two would pamper the pets and take them on a walk outside. You had discovered Joe rather enjoyed spending time with animals, especially dogs, it seemed to sooth him and you were thinking of adopting one of the dogs as his Christmas gift. So, this moment would be a good occasion as well to see which one he preferred.

- You would usually spend Christmas eve and Christmas day with your family, just your parents. It did good to Joe to be with other people. And your parents loved him, your father was a veteran and they understood each other. And then your mother just loved him and always offered him more cookies.

- You would do part of the shopping with Joe, especially to buy ingredients to cook for him and your family and then buy a few decorations. Joe would shop separately for your gift of course. And he would be in charge to get the Christmas tree and somehow he always ended up picking one that was too tall to fully fit in the living room, so he would have to climb on the stepladder and shorten the top of the trunk and you couldn’t help but laugh. Poor Joe, he always picked up the biggest and most beautiful trees.

- This year Joe got you a few books, fantasy and sci-fi stories. It wasn’t his genre at all, but he knew you enjoyed it, and he hoped he had chosen well, he had made a research on internet to see which were better. As for you, well, you had gotten him the dog he was fond of at the shelter.

- You and Joe would cook with your parents, you would take care of the dessert with your dad while Joe and your mother did the rest. It wouldn’t be anything too complicated but there were many dishes to fill in everyone and especially Joe’s great appetite. As your mother said, a big man like him needed strength to carry on. And he truly managed to eat everything she was serving him, which you never thought was possible.

- As for the Christmas decoration of your house, it would be discreet but enough to remind of the Christmas spirit. The Christmas tree, a few tinsels on the walls or the banister and that was it. For everything, Joe liked to remain discreet. Still, you managed to get him to wear a Christmas sweater at home and with your family and he was the most adorable like that.

- The night would be spent taking your time dinning with your family, and then they would light a fire in the chimney, and drink mulled wine while talking about the many things that happened during the year. Then, your dad would put on some vinyl, oldies Christmas song; and you couldn’t resist but to get Joe to dance with, a slow dance, pressed against each other as you listened to the music.

- The next morning, you were the first one awake, excited to open your gifts. Well, you thought you were the first one awake, but you would soon realize Joe wasn’t sleeping by your side, maybe he was eager too. However, when you reached downstairs, you found him cooking a marvelous breakfast and not just for you but your parents as well, already wearing the Christmas sweater you had gotten him.

Abbe de Coulmier

- Christmas was obviously a very important day for the Abbe, the birth of the Christ and a day of love. Which meant a lot of work for him, he was a priest after all, and he wanted to give love to people around him and the people in need. And he also wanted to make this day special for his patients, many had been abandoned by their families, and he wanted to make them feel at home, celebrating this important day together.

- He would encourage his patients to create decorations, some patients even crafting wood, others picking up pine tree branches to ornate the doors of their cells. Then, you and Madeleine would spend the day cooking for the dinner, the Abbe as always had managed the finances excellently and you had extra money to buy more food and ingredients and cook something more sophisticated for this day and even Yule logs for everyone. You would even convince him to cook biscuits with the patients, it made them very happy and also seeing him covered in flour was adorable, you couldn’t stop giggling and teasing him.

- Then, towards the end of the afternoon you would help him greet homeless and poor for the evening and night, distributing blankets to them, and sharing a warm dinner with them and a shelter for the night. So, this was a very big day for him and slightly exhausting, but the Abbe was a workaholic, he lived for other people and he loved helping.

- Charenton had become his family so there was no reason for him to come out of the Asylum. And also, you were there, by his side. And he loved you, even if he knew he shouldn’t but he couldn’t resist the temptation you were, and he wanted to make this day special for you too.

- He had very little money, but he had still managed to go in town, and buy you a beautiful blue scarf to keep you warm in the corridors of Charenton. As for you, you had saved as much money as you could to buy him this beautiful chain with a little golden cross, he could wear it around his neck all day along, underneath his cassock.

- It would be a very heartwarming night where everyone would be reunited in the canteen, a beautiful fire lit in the chimney. Everyone would sit close to it and listen to the Marquis, standing in front of it, telling funny stories and also Christmas stories which he had agreed to tell after the irresistible request from his favorite priest. As the Marquis was getting everyone’s attention, you felt the Abbe discreetly brush his fingers against yours, to finally entwine your hands, making you blush, you would exchange a look full of love, tonight he would spend the night in your bed.

- To end the night, he would celebrate the midnight mass, patients and employees gathered and singing songs celebrating the day of the birth of Jesus Christ. It would be a great moment to remind everyone the values of Christmas, compassion, sharing, kindness and love.

- The next morning you would both be awakened by the excited cheering of the patients, eager to open their gifts. He couldn’t help but chuckle, it seems you two won’t be able to make love again this morning, but he would find another way, probably request you to his office for some reason. It wouldn’t stop him from filling your face with kisses before getting up and putting his cassock on. As you both opened your gifts with everyone else, you would know which one was his gift and he would know which one is yours; the look he would give you would be more powerful than words and you would smile in return, you felt blessed.

Charlie

- Charlie wasn’t a Christmas guy, not all. Mostly because he kept bad memories from it, his father made it hell for him and his brother, and his mother too. Even if she had always tried to make them smile, making them eggnog, discreetly slipping a gift in their bed in the morning.

- Naturally as an adult, he wasn’t really down for it, except getting drunk in a Saloon. But you were there to teach him another way to celebrate Christmas, and it would be a way he would surely enjoy; and he would end up with Christmas spirit.

- So, obviously you would spend the day with his family, his brother and his mother. And Charlie wouldn’t be so opposed to it; at first, he might complain and say he doesn’t feel like going. But as soon as he sees his family, he smiles and greet them with a hug, he would never admit it out loud but he missed them and Christmas would be the perfect occasion to spend time together.

- You would have to accompany Charlie to the different stores for Christmas shopping, he always played tough guys and now he didn’t want to go shopping alone, it made you retain a laugh, your man was dumb sometimes. Of course, once he finds something that could be a great gift for you, he would do his best to hide it behind his back, and most of the time pretend he didn’t find anything, you would roll your eyes, you knew his lying face but it was adorable. For his mother, he would some embroidered hankies, another scarf for his brother, just to tease him and for you, an expensive perfume from San Francisco. As for him, you would spend a lot of time and money with specialist to have a prosthetic arm designed for him, he still had a hard time with it and perhaps it would help him feel better and for when he rides again.

- You and his mother would cook, both men were terrible at cooking anything else than beans. So, out of question that they came into the kitchen, especially since last time where Charlie managed to eat half of the cookies you had made. You would also cook apples pies, and a roasted turkey that the two men had hunted earlier.

- As for decorations, the two men had managed to cut a pine tree that resembles a Christmas tree. You would all together decorate the tree, thanks to their mother pushing them to participate. It would be filled with red ribbons, berries, paper strings, yarn, and other homemade decoration Eli had brought. You would even hang a few cookies in the tree.

- When the night came, a fire was lit to keep everyone warm, after all the winter was extremely cold in this part of the country. You would eat joyfully, the boys telling their most epic and finniest anecdotes. Obviously, alcohol would be part of the night, though you tried to keep Charlie just tipsy, except if you were drunk too and joined him in messing around. You would end the night singing joyful Christmas songs together.

- The next morning, Charlie would be the one waking up everyone, he would even try to guess what his gifts were while everyone was still asleep. “But Charlie it’s 7 am…on Christmas.” you yawned, you couldn’t believe he was excited like a child for it, but in a way your understood him, Charlie had never celebrated Christmas and soon his brother was up as well, eager to unwrap his gifts. Charlie would be left speechless as he unwraps his gift and discovers the prosthetic arm, the only thing he would do is to hug you tightly, burying his head in your neck, and placing a kiss on your skin, before letting you put the prosthetic on him.

Bobby Green

- Christmas for Bobby had become another mean to party, not as much as for New Year though. He just loved to enjoy life to the fullest unlike his family meetings where everyone was more uptight than the others.

- So obviously, Bobby would much prefer to spend Christmas just with you, not even with his friends from El Caribe. Though, later in the evening, after dinner, you two might head to the club a little but not to work, simply dance and have fun.

- You would do Christmas decorations shopping together trying to find which color would fit the best for this year; obviously you had a thing for red because it was a color that went well with Bobby too and you picked up gold as a second color; yes, this would be perfect. The very same day, arms full of bags, you would get a Christmas tree, a big fluffy one which would proudly wear the decorations you had bought.

- Then, another day, Bobby would spend quite some time shopping, thanks to his job, money wasn’t a problem, but the problem was finding something perfect for you. Bobby would get you gold earrings with a little diamond on each, and the design would perfectly match with your face and he would also buy some sexy lingerie for you both to enjoy. You would get him an earring as well, the coincidence was rather funny, but it was a detail you particularly loved about him.

- As the evening comes, Bobby would bring you to a nice restaurant in the city center, it was a rather fancy one but not too much to avoid uptight people who couldn’t bear a laugh. It was fancy enough to fix the event in your memories. And you would enjoy a classic feast, and even Foie gras and dishes with truffles. Obviously, you would drink champagne, it would be a night of ‘excess and pleasure’ as Bobby said, and you loved this intensity.

- The decorations would mostly be on the Christmas tree, then you would spread little decorations everywhere, on cupboards and counters and then add many glitters which would be hell to clean up afterwards but you recognized Bobby’s great taste in decorations, he knew how to make it joyful and give a party atmosphere to a place.

- After the restaurant, you would head to El Caribe, at least you knew it was the best place to party in all safety. You and Bobby would just go wild, dancing pressed against each other, exchanging kisses and getting horny in no time; to the point that you would soon go back home to make love right away. Then, late in the night you couldn’t resist but open your gifts, giggling like children. So, there wouldn’t be really a Christmas morning for you, just sleeping late in each other’s arms, and it would be the best morning ever.

Bruno Weiss

- For Bruno, Christmas was like any other day. He was Jewish but not practicing so he wasn’t really celebrating in any way. And he was often alone on Christmas, his girls always finding a gentleman or another way to celebrate without him. And he had expected you spend Christmas away, with your family in San Francisco; but you surprised when you asked him what he would like to do with you for Christmas, it had made him so happy that you thought about him, even surrounded by his girls, he had always been a lonely man.

- Bruno would spoil you during this day, actually he would dedicate his time entirely to you and that starting from the morning. He wasn’t great at cooking breakfast but at least he tried, and that only made you happy. And you were even more when he announced you that he would spend the whole day with you to prepare Christmas.

- He would rather enjoy shopping with you, his woman, walking hands in hands from shop to shop, his arms getting fuller of bags each time. Once again, he would spoil you, trying to fulfil you every desires, though Bruno wasn’t a rich man either; so, when you showed him an item that was too expensive, you would see it instantly, the way, he avoided your gaze, an embarrassed look on his face, he wished he could buy you anything you desired. “Hey darling, you know what? I don’t need it, it’s all good, don’t worry.” You would reassure him, tenderly kissing him on the lips. He swore to himself he would make you feel like the luckiest women in the world when you would open your gifts.

- You would buy many items to put in the Christmas tree and a few garlands but the most important purchase had been this new thing, electric light garlands, you had not doubts it would look perfect on the tree, and what better than to have the latest modern house items? And about that, Bruno completely agreed.

- Bruno would get you a new dress and makeup as well; it was one of his favorite things, to watch you put on your makeup, making yourself even more beautiful than you already were and that view was only for him. And you would buy him a new pocket watch, not one he bought on the black market for nothing, one with a beautiful design and your initials engraved inside the watch cover, so there would always be a bit of you with him.

- On Christmas Eve, you would stay home together, you would cook dinner and he would try to help. However, Bruno doesn’t have much patience so his help would be rather limited, and you would soon tell him to sit down and just keep you company. You would cook a roasted chicken, cookies and a fruit cake. However, on Christmas day, for lunch he would bring you to a restaurant, fancier than the usual restaurant he goes to; you would get smoked salmon and cocktails with champagne. And he had to admit, it was nice to have celebrations from time to time, and Christmas spirit was perhaps starting to grow on him.

- For the night, Bruno was more inclined to just stay home, but you wanted to show him something more, and you managed to convince him to go to a jazz club, at least to listen to the Christmas songs recreated with jazz stylings. After a while, you saw your boyfriend relaxed, so you put your hand on his, gently stroking it and by the look in your eyes, he would understand and accept to dance with you, a slow dance, embracing each other.

- The next morning; the air was rather chill, the both of you waking up slowly, caressed by the warm rays of the sun, snuggling a bit more in his embrace as you felt the air cooler than usual, it had snowed. You would happily open your gifts as you shared a coffee, wrapped in your warm bathrobe, a soft smile was on Bruno’s face, this peace, warmth; Christmas wasn’t so bad after all.

Willie Gutirrez

- Willie absolutely loved Christmas and didn’t hide it. It was a great occasion to spend time with you and your family and everyone knew Wille was a family man. He wasn’t the most churchgoing man, but this day would have a religious meaning for him as well. And actually, he would make sure the apartment you shared would be decorated for the 1st of December and he would get an advent calendar with chocolates, he loves it and you would have never thought that about Willie but it was really cute.

- That meant that you would spend Christmas holidays at your parents’ home. It was nice to travel a bit and change of air. And your parents just loved Willie, this hard-working young man who satisfied your every desires and who was kind and funny, to them he was perfect; and to you too of course, after all you were madly in love.

- Obviously, you would shop together, for everything: decorations, gifts for you and your family, food and chocolates. You would tease each other, trying to guess the gift hidden in the bag of the other, and you would have to wait Christmas morning to know which was even more exciting.

- The apartment would be perfectly decorated, as if a home stylist had done it, silver and gold, the Christmas tree big and fluffy and perfectly decorated, the nativity scene underneath it. You were very proud of your decorations.

- Before joining your parents’ house, you and Willie would make cookies. But it would be hard to focus for you, Willie was really sexy, wearing an apron, a comfy sweater and a Christmas hat just to tease you because he knew the effect it had on you. Obviously, you would end up having sex on the counter between Christmas cookies. Once you would have joined your parents Willie would insist on helping out your mother, which would make her fall for him even more, and he would drink a glass of whisky with your father the same time while talking politics; yes, he had completely seduced them, to your greatest pleasure.

- Willie would also surprise you all by taking out an expensive bottle of champagne one of his acquaintances would have gifted him. Other than that, you would eat a rather classic Christmas feast, braised pork, vegetables and a few canapés.

- After dinner, you would all settle in the sofas in the living room, you snuggled against Willie, drinking hot spiced apple cider as your parents told your boyfriend memories of your childhood, some rather embarrassing actually but it made him laugh and he loved knowing those things about you. Your parents would be the first to head to bed; you and Willie would stay a bit more, exchanging slow and tender kisses until it was time to sleep and let the magic of Christmas happen.

- The next morning, you would be awakened by more kisses from Willie, feather-like kisses on your face, his fingers gently pushing away the strands of hair on your face. “Don’t you want to find out what Santa got you?” he’d tease you. And you would truly hesitate between considering him your Santa gift and getting up, and he knew it. And after a little you would both finally get up, happily opening your gifts. Willie would be smiling all the time, he had family who loved him now.

Max California

- Max celebrates Christmas but not in the typical way to do it. For him it is an overrated celebration, with a lot of fuss with all these decorations and Christmas movies on TV all day along and the whole picking up Christmas tree imperative. Also, Max doesn’t blend in very well with Christmas atmosphere with his look that he keeps all year along. People tend to look at him in a strange way when Christmas comes, seeing a guy all dressed in black with piercings and tattoos.

- It would be really fun when you boyfriend would realize that you are used to celebrate Christmas and that you rather enjoy the atmosphere. You would spare him Christmas songs and put on your headphones though you wouldn’t sometimes, just to embarrass him.

- You would celebrate Christmas just the two of you, you preferred to take baby steps with him, family gatherings on those type of celebrations made him uneasy because people were no fun, he couldn’t make his usual sex jokes or talk about the funniest things that happened back at the sex shop.

- You would manage to convince him to get a Christmas tree, and he got one in a pot so that you could plant it somewhere later. And you would accept that he chooses the decorations for it and thankfully you had no guests because this was hilarious and outrageous. Bulbs that looks like boobs, leather collars and other kinky stuff he had gotten at the shop; at least it was unique and very much Max California.

- As gifts, you would buy him more clothes that would perfectly match his style and you would get him a new sound system for his guitar, you didn’t want him to renounce to his passion and his dream of being a successful musician one day. As for Max well…. he would get you a few sexy things and also makeup that would perfectly match your face and look, you always loved when he did that, he was better than you at picking up those products, he really had great taste.

- For Christmas eve dinner you would order delivery but something out of the ordinary, something a bit fancy, your kitchen wasn’t the best to cook anyway, small and poorly equipped. And actually, you and Max would go for one of the most expensive Japanese restaurants of LA, and damn that was worth it, exotic and unique for this special night.

- You would move the little table to the window and open it, giving you a little view on the city. Since you two had moved from his rather questionable flat, you lived in a much better and beautiful neighborhood. After dinner you would head outside for a walk hand in hand by the beach, sharing a cigarette under the cool air and watching a few decorated store fronts; Max always finding ways to make a dirty joke.

- The next morning, you would wake up in your favorite way, Max tracing kisses along your thighs, that rascal never forgot his priorities, you thought, giggling sleepily and well, Christmas could wait a little more. Obviously, after this little morning fun, you would go open your gifts under the tree while Facetiming with your parents “Oh my God Max!” you burst out laughing, you couldn’t show this gift to your parents “But baby it was a limited Christmas edition!” he’d reply, making everyone laugh even more.

Theodore Twombly

- Knowing how romantic and old-fashioned Theodore is, he absolutely loved Christmas. It had been a rough period for when he was single and without anyone to celebrate Christmas with but Amy. Celebrating with a friend is much different than with your lover and family. So, he was more than excited to celebrate it with you.

- With Theodore you would get up before sunrise and take the car to drive to his chalet in the mountains. That already put you in the full Christmas atmosphere, it was sunny and full of snow, so much that for a while you thought you wouldn’t be able to access the chalet.

- You would spend Christmas eve and the next day together, just the two of you, in his chalet, lost in the mountains, it would become your little heaven frozen in time where only what you felt for each other mattered.

- Theodore would have shopped for your gifts the whole year, but he would have wrapped them a few days before Christmas, to keep the magic of the celebration. He would have gotten you all sorts of gifts, from an artisanal wooden carved object, to the latest video game you wanted. And you would have gotten a game too but what people call now old-fashioned one, a board game. Those were rather expensive today because people much preferred immersive virtual games now, but you were sure he would love it.

- Theodore would have already all the decorations you could possibly need, ready in boxes in the basement, you were honestly surprised by the choice in colors he had. You would both decorate the whole chalet, inside and outside with classic garlands and electrical garlands to, it was so much more beautiful than the holographic ones. This year, you would go for blue and white and also add candy canes in the tree because it was just too good not to put them. Speaking of the Christmas tree you would go get it in a pine tree nursery nearby. And the great thing was that you could chose it and cut it yourself, though you left that task to Theodore, despite several tries you couldn’t manage to hit the same spot each time; it was physical but you both really had fun.

- You would cook Christmas eve dinner together, already dressed in your warm and comfy pajamas; the fire lit in the chimney. You would make tons of different cookies with hot chocolate and marshmallows. Theodore was vegetarian and you too so you would cook a wonderful vegetarian dinner, something simple and delicious that wasn’t too complicated to make so that you could spend the day enjoying other things as well.

- You would have dinner with candle lights while listening to oldies Christmas songs, it would be super romantic and you couldn’t stop smiling all the time and Theodore felt the same, it was a perfect Christmas. Then, you would go on the balcony, wrapped in a warm blanket, Theodore hugging you from behind as you looked at the stars, the sky was clear and it was a stunning view. Actually, you don’t know how much time you stayed there, despite the cold, you both couldn’t stop looking. Though after a while it would be really cold and you would run inside to snuggle in front of the TV and watch Christmas movies, you barely payed attention to it, too busy exchanging tender kisses until you felt it was time to go to sleep.

- The following morning, after opening your gifts, the both of you were overjoyed with what you had gotten. And soon, your parents would join you and Theodore for a few days and they would also take you cross-country skiing, to the great joy of Theodore….he wasn’t a sport guy at all but he would follow you anywhere in the world.

Merrill Hess

- Christmas for Merill meant family time, he already spent a significant amount of time with his nephews and brother but less since you had moved together in a house farther down the neighborhood. And also, he was often away since he had integrated one of the best baseball team of the country. So, Christmas was a great way to be reunited all together.

- You would spend the whole day in family, playing the snow with your nephews, obviously Merill would start a snowball fight, and he was the best at it, great aim and great strength especially when you received it right in the face. And you, on your side struggled to reach your target, and you couldn’t even run after him to get closer, he ran damn fast! At least your nephews laughed a lot at this. Afterwards, you would make a snowman competition, you and Abigail against Merill and Morgan, and Graham, would decide of the winners and it was your team who won, and the price was extra cookies.

- Merill and Graham would go shopping while you watched after the children, who didn’t know at all that Santa was shopping. And in the meantime, with your nephews you would get the many boxes of decoration out of the basement and decorate the whole house so that that they would have the surprise when they come back. Though you would leave the nativity scene to Graham and his children, it was very important for them.

- In the meantime, the two brothers would not only buy the gifts but also food for the dinner, a menu that everyone had composed together. You had already your gift for Merill, a sled and a few DVDs of his favorite movies, as for him he would get you a tartan rug and the finest chocolates he could find, he knew how much you loved chocolate so he didn’t look at the price.

- For the Christmas tree you would all go together to pick it up, the children wanted the biggest one and Merill was always part of the children when it came to the Christmas tree. You and Graham would be more rational and manage to calm them down a bit and get them to chose one that would fit in the living room and 6’7 wasn’t bad at all.

- After playing a while outside and being frozen now, you would get to cooking, a great way to warm up again. Of course, the children were learning to cook so they participated in the elaboration of the dinner, it was a joyful moment where everyone had their importance and helped. Stuffed turkey, carrots, potatoes and an apple pie for dessert and everything in big portions because of the two growing up and the sportsman that was Merill.

- The night would be full of laughter and joy, after dinner you would settle by the fire and you tell Christmas tales with Graham while the three others were sitting crossed legged and listening to you, the little ones snuggled against their uncle. And then, all together you would watch Disney Christmas cartoons, there was nothing better to relax and dream of the wonderful gifts you would get tomorrow. After putting your nephews to bed, you and Merill would sleep back in his old room, reminding you of good memories, when you had started dating and your first time making love with him, it was very nice to spend Christmas here and you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

- The next morning, you would be awakened by your nephews, running in the corridor and shouting that Santa had come and that many gifts were waiting to be unwrapped. You chuckled, thinking of Graham who had waited for them to be asleep to put the gifts underneath the tree. You wouldn’t take breakfast first, they were too impatient, and they didn’t seem very hungry, preferring to test their gifts together, including Merill with his sled, he could finally compete with his nephews as the big child he could be. But before you would convince them to eat their giant breakfast so they could play for hours in the snow.

Freddie Quell

- It’s not that Freddie didn’t like Christmas, but he never celebrated it in a normal way, from his terrible childhood to Christmas in the army which was mostly a lot of drinking and sex. So, in a way, this would be his first real Christmas, with you and his family-in-law.

- He would let you completely guide him through Christmas eve and day. He was a bit grumpy at first because he was frustrated; he wanted to fit in and understand how to do things right. He wanted you to be happy with your man.

- So, it would be best if you spent Christmas eve, just the two of you; Take baby steps with Freddie and tomorrow spend Christmas with your family where he would have to bear the shitty jokes of your uncle. You would take him outside to walk hands in hands a look at the store fronts especially decorated for Christmas, just to show him the colors and decorations, the joy of the adults and children looking at it, in short introduce him to the Christmas atmosphere. You wouldn’t stay for too long because you knew he couldn’t stand still and had a limited patience but still, you were pleasantly surprised by how calm he was, a boyish smile forming on his lips sometimes, it was great step forward and you were eager to spend this day with him.

- He would be the first to suggest going inside the shops and buy a few decorations for your house. Though, once inside he would be a bit overwhelmed by the crowd but also the crazy choice there was. He wouldn’t let go of your hand as you took him through the various alleys, he would be rather undecided about the color to pick, so you went for blue and gold, and he help you to pick up the shape and designs of the garlands and bulbs. And he was happy to carry out all the bags.

- “Do you need to go to another shop for a gift?” you asked him once outside of that shop “No, I actually have it already.” He replied looking away, he had his gifts for you for a while because he had taken great care to choose something that would fit, he had gotten you a dress and expensive perfume. You would look at him excitedly, the way he took care of you was always very attractive to you “Well, Mister Quell if you could wait for me in the car, I have one more thing to buy…” your murmured giving him a sensual kiss on the lips, he would chuckle already knowing how it would end once at home but also happy that you were about to buy his gift, a nice kit to make cocktails and expensive alcohol that he would savor with you, reasonably.

- You would stay home, you thought he would want to go to the restaurant but actually he preferred to be alone with you and have no distractions. You would decorate the house together, while he actually sang the Christmas songs everyone sang on the vessel, it was joyful songs and it was nice hear Freddie sing, it was an aspect of him you encouraged to come out. And while he finished decorating you cooked the fabulous dinner you would share, and which remained classic. Though soon you would feel his arms wrap around your waist and his lips tracing kisses along you neck; he couldn’t help it, whatever you did, you were sexy.

- Freddie was an unpredictable man and full of surprises. When you thought you would spend the evening in his arms at home, he would actually take you to the rooftop of a building and you didn’t understand why until a firework started and he had brought you where you would have the best view on it. Your eyes were shining all along and you snuggled in Freddie’s arms as you watch the show with him. And you would conclude the night by making love there, at the risk of getting a cold, but you didn’t care. In the end, it was Freddie who guided you through an amazing Christmas.

Ray Elwood

- Ray wouldn’t get a long permission for Christmas holidays, but at least he got a few days because you two were engaged. He was excited to spend Christmas outside of the base and with you, he had missed you so much, so much time away from you, only able to write to you or call you without being able to see you or hold you in his arms; he had missed you terribly and that was more important to him than celebrating Christmas.

- When you reached Germany, you had no idea of how your holidays with Ray would go, it was your first time in Europe and he had given you absolutely no indications of the program, if there was one. And that’s because he had a big surprise for you. You don’t know how much time it lasted when you embraced each other at the airport but to feel his warmth, his scent wrapped around you, his lips on yours, it was the best Christmas gift you could ever receive. After that, he would bring you to the base to introduce you to his friends and also to his boss, who had become a friend in a way, but a friend he also used to do his little business. After, he hadn’t been sent here for nothing but what could you do? You couldn’t stop loving him, and as far as you knew, he didn’t kill anyone, so that was good.

- And he would be really proud to show his beautiful fiancée to everyone, showing that you were real and a real knockout who was engaged to him. And his buddies were really nice and fun, they made you feel comfortable in this place full of men. However, once you two were alone again, he took out of his jacket two plane tickets for Paris “Spoiler alert, that’s your Christmas gift, a couple of days together in Paris.” He revealed to you, he had more than enough money for it and he wanted to spoil you, and he knew Paris was one of your dreams. You would be speechless, what a wonderful surprise “I prefer to tell you that my gift won’t be so crazy.” You chuckled, your eyes wet with emotion “Don’t worry baby, you are my gift.” He would reassure you, filling your face with kisses.

- And once in Paris, you realized Ray had really gone crazy, a superb hotel room, already decorated and even with Christmas tree in it, and gifts from the hotel like chocolates and perfumes. Though, you didn’t visit the city first, as soon as the door of the bedroom was closed and that the effect of surprise had passed, you literally jumped on Ray, the both ending making love passionately, again and again until you were satisfied, actually it didn’t change much from previous Christmas, there was always a lot of sex involved, for your greatest pleasure.

- And to make up for lost time, Ray would have the great idea to book a table on a barge on the Seine, it would enable the both of you to see the most beautiful monuments of the city, beautifully lit during the night and while you ate a typical French Christmas dinner and of course with great wine and champagne.

- After dinner, you would get off the boat and go watch the beautiful and famous store fronts of the Gallerie Lafayette incredibly decorated for Christmas, Paris was just amazingly decorated and the Christmas atmosphere was very present, it was perfect. Then, you would manage to convince Ray to go Ice skating with you, and after a few kisses and puppy eyes, he wouldn’t be able to resist and would just agree. The truth is that he was really bad at it and fell all the time on his behind, you were pretty much the same, but that’s where the fun was, trying to skate decently without falling. And the both of you would end up laughing a lot, clinging onto each other and ending up falling on each other.

- The day had been exhausting but worth it, it was the best Christmas holidays you ever had, and it was only starting, you still had a few days more with your fiancée. And despite exhaustion you would make love again, the Christmas atmosphere in the bedroom making it even more magical. And Ray had to admit that it really gave him the Christmas spirit and with you he was really enjoying this celebration. And even more so when he woke up the next morning and found underneath the Christmas tree a gift for him, he picked it up and went back in the bed to open it next to you. It wasn’t something big and flashy but it had more value to his eyes, you had made a photo album of you and him, all the pictures you took together since you were together and at the end of it you had included sexy pictures of you that you had made just for him; he would have a big smile, he was loving Christmas.

Also you my dear readers, tell me with which of these characters you would prefer to celebrate Christmas with!!

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smarti-at-smogwarts · 3 years ago

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😊🔥 for Theo?

😊 What can make your OC smile even when they’re feeling down? What cheers them up and makes everything feel better for them?

Her friends definitely. Getting in trouble with Teddy and Taghd, sitting with Adelia and writing while they're together, flying with them, and the rest of the quidditch team. Theo had a fairly isolated childhood so the times when she's around the people she cares about are probably the main thing that makes her happy. She smiles just seeing them sometimes.

Flying. She's a beater and her earliest escapades included jumping out her bedroom window so she's definitely into being high off the ground lol. Plus its a rush she loves being up there.

Reading. Theo loves getting lost in a story. Whether it’s hers or someone else’s. When she couldn’t sneak out at her mother’s and grandmother’s estate it was another escape for her and continues to be so.

Getting into trouble. Unfortunately Theo shares Taghd’s “hmmm feels bad but not gonna address or talk about it” thing lol. She’s a lot more liable to do something reckless if say she’s just had a row with her mother or is coming back to school after holidays.

Telling people about her stories. Though she only does it with select people it makes her happy to talk about all the ideas she has.

Is your OC generally a happy person and do they enjoy making others smile?

Theo for the most part is the kind of person who likes to laugh and live life to the fullest so while she has some times when she’s uh....turbulent I’d say yeah she’s generally happy as the next person.

She loves making her friends smile. I’m not sure about other people lol.

What about your OC makes others happy?

Oh gooosh this is hard because like...I don’t wanna talk for other mcs lol ;;;. Though I guess I’d say her loyalty ( once she’s with you she’s with you she’ll fight literally everyone and their god for you lol) and also the fact that she’s the kind of person to try to get you to laugh when you’re down.

🔥 Give us a list of general likes and dislikes, such as colours, textures, music, weather and other stuff!

Likes: She likes darker colors I’d say but also the giant exception to this are red and gold because she absolutely loves her house and therefore it’s colors. ( also the Entire Aesthetic that is Gryffindor Common Room) She comes to really like the texture of Taghd’s cable knit sweater ( bc she’s always stealing them lmao) and prefers wizard fashion over muggles. She also likes how Teddy dresses dapper and I think tries to mimic it for a while. Weather wise she loves clear days because they’re best for flying and reading outside and Fall is probably her favorite season. She tends to value honesty and loyalty in people. She loves spending time with her friends. Also the feeling of flying really high up.

Dislikes: Propriety drives her bonkers lol. She hates being told what to do. She dislikes being told to wear femininine clothes. She dislikes being by herself unless she’s reading, flying, or writing. She also dislikes bitter foods. She dislikes seeing people being hurt or treated badly. Specifically she dislikes seeing people’s interests mocked. She also dislikes anti muggle-born sentiments because of her dad. She cannot stand taking sh-t lying down/doing nothing about things. She hates itchy fabrics and cold places.

Teddy @cursebreakerfarrier Taghd @unfortunate-arrow Adelia @thatravenpuffwitch

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#about Theo #ask games #my answers #my mcs #other ppls mcs #Theo Abott

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hadestownmodern · 5 years ago

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A Cosmic Suggestion

Here’s me being the literal only bee man stan. More Orphydice to come later.

(Danielle)

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Demeter doesn’t just wake up wishing for a baby.

No, she thinks; that would be crazy.

Only, she does wake up wishing for a baby-her baby, with her big, dark eyes and her dimpled smile, the presence she felt so vividly in a dream escaping her hold as soon as she regains her presence in the physical world. She rolls over in bed feeling empty-lost-as if a piece of her soul had come and gone all in one night. Demeter rises from bed wearily, recognizing the weight on her chest as a hole she can not fill. She’d known the infant in the dream she’d had, felt her presence as an extension of her own being. She’d never felt this before-not in any dream, not from any iteration of the present or future. This is something entirely new, slightly frightening.

She begins her morning the same way as usual; putting the kettle on the stove, walking out into the fresh air to gather eggs for the chickens. Then she gathers up her canvas bags, slips on her well-worn sandals, and makes her weekly trek down to the farmers market. She had thought by now that the same sort of monotony she’d had in the city would catch up to her. Following a routine here is much different than the city; she still wields the powerful freedom that comes with being tied only to the sun’s position in the sky and the length of the labor that tending her plants or working on a new knit or stitch will take. Today, she brings a host of small gifts; a pair of potholders in exchange for some flour, a patched up pair of overalls for a small harvest of zucchini. She prefers life this way, in which she can work her own land, where the community works together to raise each other in unity.

She attempts to make her rounds in some semblance of an order, one tent at a time, but the sensation of prickling anxiety settles in the space behind her heart, pulls her toward the stand with painted honeybees. She stands bemused, one hand on her hip, as she watches Theo. His back is turned toward the crowd and he’s bent down low, rifling trough his wheeled cart. She brings her attention to his wares; bottles of the sweet nectar in varying colors, hand-drawn labels boasting flavor infusions and uses. There’s lavender for sleep and tea, a light honey for sweetness, juniper for its medicinal properties. When he turns around he gives a slight jump at the sight of her, grinning immediately and coming around his booth to hug her tight. Where she’s only slightly taller than average he still has a good deal of height on her, and her lithe body nearly disappears in his embrace.

“I was wondering where you were,” he teases, leaning one arm on his self-made booth. “Didn’t think you’d show up today.”

“I got caught up finishing a project, almost lost track of time.”

“Well, I’m glad you’re here.” She smiles, Theo standing straight and moving back behind his booth to help an older man with three bottles in his hand. She takes up her place atop his wheeled cart, sitting cross-legged and tossing her bags to the grass, letting the sun sink into her skin. There is a sudden glow about her not just brought by the weather, a glow that settles where her anxiety had once sat. Now it is only a pull, a longing. She closes her eyes, puts her hand over the space the new feeling rests and takes a breath. Demeter sends her energy down to the spot behind her heart, pictures the glowing, attempts to capture the feeling and label it. In the noise of the market she can hear soft vocals with plucking folk guitar, children laughing and running and Theo’s charismatic smile as he jests with the older man, a loyal customer.

It’s him.

She’s consumed with the hole in her chest from the morning, from the sudden longing for a child to raise on her farm, for the solitary motherhood she knows she’s meant to have. Demeter sits in this feeling for a while; the emptiness, the yearning, the new truth of her future. Then, she’s interrupted. Theo’s hand is on her shoulder, resting there.

“Anxious?” He asks, and when she opens her eyes he’s gesturing to her hand over her heart, taking her physical cues to guess her ailment. The moment she meets his eyes, the pieces of her own mind connect. It’s him. He’s the answer.

She’s taken back by her own thoughts at first, staring at her friend with an undeniable curiosity. It surprises her, not because he seems unworthy but because he seems the most worthy of all; Theo is kind, charismatic. His soul is gentle, soft. She wonders if-when-she takes her cosmic suggestion, he will be willing to help her. It’s a strange request to ask of anyone, let alone a new yet very good friend. She’d only met him two weeks ago, had only seen him both Saturdays and one weekday between. They’d become close in that time, close enough for a comfort to be found in these long days at the farmers’ market, where she’d sit on the grass and keep him company while he charmed the crowd into buying his stock.

“Well, your grandfather was right about you being a good salesman.”

“I think it’s just about being honest-people want to know what we do and I’m here to give them the truth. We’ve been at this for years now, we know how to treat them humanely and not overharvest. And they’re always welcome to the apiary if they want-that always gets people nervous. Nobody wants to be around the bees but they all want to pretend they know how to take care of them.”

“Well, I think you’re doing a great job.” The crowd has slowed down a bit, just enough for Theo to stop and sit beside her and take half of the sandwich she’d gotten from a neighboring booth. He reaches over and touches his half to hers, saying cheers before digging in.

They watch the bustle of the momentarily thinned-out crowd, most booth owners pausing for lunch just as they are. Theo leans back on one arm, kicking his long legs out in front of him. He’s in his typical dress-khaki colored cargo shorts, a Henley, and Birkenstocks. He wears a little honeybee button on his shirt, only a slight contrast to the mustard yellow he’d chosen to wear. Demeter watches him intently, attempts to gauge his mood and predict his reaction.

As always, Theo is calm; a patch of sunshine manifesting in a tall, well-built body and a goofy sort of smile. He takes the day in stride, gets up to help another customer and ends up chatting with them for a long while, asking about her family and the kids she hadn’t brought to the market that day. Even as a newcomer he knows these details, knows the people who have become Demeter’s community. She’s struck by the brightness with which he maneuvers conversation, how he’s able to strike up conversation with seemingly anyone that walks by his booth. In the moments where it’s just them, he shares stories of growing up at the apiary.

“My grandfather seems like he’d be really stern-mean. He likes to put up this front that nobody believes because in reality, he’s the nicest man you’ll ever meet. My mom was a stay-at-home mom all my life, and my dad worked with my grandfather. He’s the son-in-law; my grandfather never had any actual sons. But my dad took over where nobody else would. He wanted to help. I always admired that about him. Besides, I love being at the farm. What about you?”

Demeter lets her curls fall over her shoulders, shrugs and turns her cheek against the sun to look back at him. She’s neither upset or enthused, simply relaying the facts of her story, the way she’d gotten to where she is.

“I grew up in the city. My father left us when I was old enough to feel the sting of it, my mother worked and became obsessed with things. It was always about what she could buy, never about when she could be with me. My nana owned this beautiful, tiny little farmhouse I used to be able to visit once a week for a sleepover, when my mom would work overnights and get sick of having me around. I helped her with all the chores. It was my favorite time of the week-I looked forward to it more than anything else. She was a tiny woman, got more of my dad’s genes than my mom’s. I was taller than her by a head or two, but she still called me her little one. She used to let me eat her tomatoes right off the stem, full bite like an apple.” She laughs at the memory, freckle-dappled skin glowing gold against the warmth of the day. “I moved out here right when I graduated high school, right when she started getting sick. I took care of her until her last day. She left that beautiful little house to me, and now I’m watching it like she watched me.”

Theo nods attentively, puts one hand over hers on the grass.

“Well, for what it’s worth I think your nana knows that her house is in good hands.” He smiles, boundless optimism showing as he holds a jar of golden honey to the sun, opens it and sticks a wooden spoon inside. In one swift movement he’s eaten it, offered her the jar to do the same. She dips in, bumps her stick against his and feels the soothing texture coat her throat.

“Hey Theo?” The anxiety settles at the base of her heart when he turns to look at her, and suddenly things aren’t as clear as they had been when she’d woken up. The reality between what she believes in her soul dances threateningly along societal norms, a friendship she does not want to break. And when he hums, holds out the honey for her to dip her spoon again, she feels herself walk right to that precipice. “Can I show you my nana’s house?”

#hadestown #hadestown modern #demeter #demeter and theo #bee man #young demeter #danielle writes

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gentleladyaims · 5 years ago

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for boris v. pavlikovsky

“Teenagers ~My Chemical Romance

“They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me They could care less as long as someone'll bleed So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me.”

Boris has been through a lot when Theo first meets him- he’s been all around the world in temporary homes, always a new environment, experiencing periodic abuse by his father, not fitting in at school. He’s got a “fuck it” kind of attitude and reckless abandon.

Get Smashed Gate Crash ~Hadouken!

“Welcome to our world, We are the wasted youth, And we are the future too.”

Boris turns to drugs, alcohol, and pills to fuel his days in search for excitement and to feel something...

Constant Conversations ~Passion Pit

"I never wanna hurt you baby, I'm just a mess with a name and a price And now I'm drunker than before they told me drinking doesn't make me nice You never know where some people will go Yeah some people been hurtin' me You can tell by look, by the slightest crook In the neck or the blink of an eye..."

A self-proclaimed alcoholic, Boris drinks himself blind when another conversation with his father goes wayward and he finds himself suffering immense pain- another ugly bruise, another battered night of violence, memories he can’t quite drink away.

Time & Confusion ~Anberlin

“This is our future, from what we've heard And I've still got your hand

And it feels like we could last forever And I'm not doing this alone

When memories fade we've got each other When time and confusion collide Singin' I hold it all when I hold you When friends walk other ways we've got each other...”

Boris meets Theo in the middle of the desert and they become inseparable. Partners in crime (ahem, literally), knowing looks, falling asleep on each others’ shoulders.

Citi Bike ~Lido

“Tell the jeweler never mind the wedding ring Fuck her, fuck love (fuck this) Fuck everything.”

There’s some turmoil as Boris encounters Kotku and becomes enamoured, bringing in some tension between the trio. Eventually things go south and Boris is furious with Kotku. Conversely, this could also be fitting for Theo when he finds out about Kitsey’s affair and how she’s been hiding it from him (although it wouldn’t evoke as extreme a response in Theo, as he’s not really in love with Kitsey).

Wilson (Expensive Mistakes) ~Fall Out Boy

“I was I was I was Gonna say something that would solve all our problems But then I got drunk and I forgot what I was talking about I forgot what I was talking about Don't you, don't you, don't you know There's nothing more cruel than to be loved by everybody There's nothing more cruel than to be loved by everybody but you If I can get my shit together I'm gonna run away and never see any of you again Never see any of you again

know it's just a number but you're the 8th wonder I'll stop wearing black when they make a darker color.”

Between all the drunken nights, fumbling around in the sheets, the trippy highs, and the endless drug-fueled days, Boris knows deep down that Theo is someone special. He can blame it on his altered state of mind, but the heart doesn’t lie. He was sick of this stupid little Las Vegas town and all the people in it, but somehow Theo makes it bearable.

Wild ~Troye Sivan

“White noise in my mind Won't calm down You're all I think about Running on the music And night highs But when the light's out It's me and you now, now.

Leave this blue neighbourhood Never knew loving could hurt this good, oh And it drives me wild.”

Boris has developed a deep attraction and bond with Theo. The goodbye between Boris and Theo comes sooner than Boris thought and he’s unable to express everything he wants to, in that moment. He just wished the kiss could’ve lasted a little longer...

Volatile Times ~IAMX

“Goodbye my friends Goodbye to the money Adieu to the fuckers that think that it’s funny I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I just want to turn the lights on in these volatile times I drove through countries like a marching funeral In the search of fools and utopias Along the lonely roads with all the empty human souls Filling their heavy hearts With slum religion and Coca-Cola.”

Boris is saddened without Theo and Popchik in his life, alone in the desert, searching for some semblance of acceptance in the form of selling drugs to his classmates and partying it up. A whirlwind of girls, expensive drugs, and endless vodka. But no matter how drunk or blacked out he gets, he can’t forget Theo and the sense of loss.

Oh Cruel Darkness Embrace Me ~IAMX

“Worship the screen, cocksucker lies There's a stream of middle class hypocrisy tonight Every time we beg for the rich man to provide There's countries to be conquered, people to divide... Oh, cruel darkness, want you to embrace me It's a fucked up world and it's driving my poor heart crazy!”

Boris experiences great guilt at the actions he’s done and stealing the one thing that matters the most to Theo. He’s caught in a life of crime and debauchery and his heart is anguished at the thought of hurting Theo. Boris wants a way to make things right.

Live By the Sword ~Dorian Electra

"You wanna hit like this? You're gonna hurt like this You wanna live like this? You're gonna die like this

Live by the sword and you die by the sword."

This is Boris’s mantra and he sets forth a course of motion that ends up bringing himself straight to Theo. He’s willing to risk it all.

Flaws ~Lido

“I might change it all for you Might hang up my call for you I might take the fall for you Break down any wall for you I can't believe I can't believe you love me With all of my flaws And my insecurities I can't believe you want me When all that I've got Is all that you've given me.”

Boris isn’t afraid to do anything in his power to bring about justice and set things right the way he sees fit. He’s able to break down Theo’s walls and enter his heart once more. After it all... the two are deeply familiar with each other’s flaws, imperfections, but remain closer than ever after the hell they went through. They can begin anew.

#boris pavlikovsky #The Goldfinch #Tarttlets #Donna Tartt #Theo Decker #Boreo #playlist #music #fanmix #literally Live by the Sword by Dorian is the perfect Boris song!!!

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ghostsofruefell · 5 years ago

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Residents of Ruefell

(species explanations at the bottom)

S-736, otherwise known as Seven: A 33 year old bull Zhivat. Like all bulls, he was born in the country Rakea and, like all bulls, he was a slave and a soldier. His escape was not an easy one. Now he lives in Ruefell and makes a living doing all kinds of physical labor for the town. He’s unfriendly and tends to have a short temper, but he’s left the violence of his past actions behind. In his own way.

Seven is 6′8 and very physically strong, as shown by his big, well-developed muscles. His skin is light and both his body and face are scarred. His hair is black, cut into a lazy mohawk. His eyes are deep purple. Denoting his Zhivat nature, Seven has short claws instead of nails, his ears are pointed, and he has big ivory, L-shaped bull horns protuding from the sides of his head. He has a German-esque accent.

Brooklyn “Bookie” Jones: You’re welcome to call him Brooklyn or Bookie, but Brook is reserved for his brother. He works closely with you as his shop, The Carrier Pigeon, deals in the shady business of magical imports. In other words he’s your mysterious and sardonic supplier of magic ingredients, witty advice, a lazy, smug smiles. He’s definitely hiding something. Probably many things.

Brooklyn is 6′0 with a lean body and dark tan skin, with a patch of facial hair on his chin. His eyes are light green and his hair is rather short and such a dark brown it almost looks black. A long scar cuts into his eyebrow and down his eye to his cheek. He’s always seen with thin-framed, dark shades, a plain dark, long-sleeved shirt, dark jeans, and combat boots. A small cross dangles from his earlobe and his fingers are decorated with several blocky rings.

Theo “Teddy” Jones: Do not call him Theo. Teddy is Brooklyn’s quiet and grumpy twin brother. Despite being the older twin, Teddy is often being taken care of by Bookie, evidenced by the fact he moves in with his brother to continue his recovery from opium addiction after 6 months of being clean. He’s gloomy and prefers to stick to the shadows, but perhaps you’ll be able to get close to him somehow?

Just like Bookie, Teddy is 6′0 with dark tan skin and a lean body, but is slightly underweight as he continues trying to put on the weight he lost to drugs. His eyes are light green and his hair is very dark brown, almost black, and wavy, reaching his shoulders. Like Bookie, he also wear multiple rings on his fingers. He wears a sleeveless shirt, dark jeans, and knee-high boots. He’s never seen without his hooded cloak on.

Key Rosevein Lavella: A 26 year old holy knight, the personal knight of the heir to Fair Gloria. Agender, like every Fair Glorian citizen is raised as. They blind themself outside of their country, as is tradition for Fair Glorian royalty and knights, but that has no hindrance on their skilled, graceful swordplay. They are rather charming, kind, and very level-headed but they seem to have a side that enjoys teasing you. Perhaps the most loyal person you’ll meet... if you play your cards right.

Key is 6′2 and physically masculine, with a swimmer’s build and pale skin. Their hair is short and a light almond color. Their eyes are constantly covered by a shiny, metal plate bordered by vine engravings. They wear armor bearing their country’s lyrebird crest.

Voca: A former guardian angel. They retired several years ago and are now allowed to live peacefully among mortals for their service to the heavens. They’re a laidback person, someone who smiles easily and is always there with encouragement and support. They enjoy visiting your shop, even if they don’t buy anything. Perhaps as an angel the strong magical energy is soothing to them.

Voca is 5′8, thin, and androgynous, ageless but appearing to be in their 20s or 30s. Their skin looks almost golden, their eyes are engulfed in black. Their hair is a pastel rainbow and cut into a fluffy, floaty mohawk. Two spotless, white wings sprout from their back. Their halos are pastel colored and used like glowing accessories, one around their throat and 4 more on their upper arms, two per bicep. They often sport flowy, loose clothing, always without sleeves.

Reiya Hallegard: The 22 year old daughter of the wealthiest family in town. She’s a bit sheltered, a bit shy, a bit awkward, a total bookworm. She prefers to spend her time in the library than with her family and is very interested in studying magic books, despite her connection to magic still being weak. She admires the MC for their strong magical connections. But there... seems to be something off about her family.

Reiya is 5′4 with a slender body and light, freckled skin. Her eyes are hazel and her very long, deep blue hair is kept in double buns. She wears round, thin-framed glasses, a blouse and skirt with tights and a waistcoat corset.

Melanie “Mel” Gorden: A 25 year old Intravenus. She and her father are more or less the town’s builders. Her father actually helped in the construction of your grandfather’s shop and she has since been the one to maintain it all these years until you could finally come and claim it as your own. She’s a very smart and tough, but friendly and easygoing, girl. She likes trying to invent things and aspires to one day be a true engineer and take over her father’s business to run her own way.

Mel is 5′9 with a strong, toned body and violet skin. Her white hair is long and curly and kept loose in her free time, kept in a ponytail or bun when working. Two small horns poke out of her forehead. Her eyes have blue irises and black scleras. She is almost always seen wearing a tank-top, baggy pants, boots and gloves, only occasionally with a hooded, buttoned sweater.

MC: Fully customizable. You come from a long line of witches and at 25 years old you inherited the magic shop your late grandfather ran in Ruefell once upon a time. And, perhaps because of your generational magical ability, you seem to be chosen by a spirit as the only one who can help him... uh... do something? Well, you haven’t figured out what he wants, but it’s only a matter time... right?

Species information

Zhivat: Zhivat are basically animal people. Though their skin is smooth and their bodies human in shape, they’re marked by animal features, ranging from horns to ears and tails, claws, fangs, wings, and more. Though each subspecies of Zhivat have a connection to a real animal (cats, bulls, rabbits, for example) don’t confuse them as the same. Some Zhivat don’t even share the exact same features as their mirror animal. (Seven, for example, only has horns and his other animalistic features aren’t connected to bulls at all.) Zhivat are believed to have come long after humans and other races, though how they evolved and just how old their species actually is is unknown. It doesn’t matter to most, as Zhivat are generally deemed as lower than humans. Some countries like Rakea full on enslave entire subspecies of Zhivat, while others are free and Zhivat can even find very accepting people, but free doesn’t always mean equal. (The MC can be a Zhivat, if chosen.)

Intravenus: Their real name is lost to history, but they were called that because it sounds similar to intravenous, due in part to their so called “love drug”. They’re known as real-life succubi and incubi but others may call them the black widows of polite society instead. They’re known by their rainbow skin (a variety of colors, never human-looking), and horns, as well as other features that mark them as inhuman unique to individuals, and for being very attractive. This is because, while their looks are nothing to scoff at, they continually release hormones that cause them to be quite literally very attractive to others not of their kind (though, it doesn’t work if their gender doesn’t match the preference of whoever is near). However, their skin can also secrete a poison that can paralyze and then kill in seconds. For a long time this was not something they could control, making them deadly to everyone outside their race. However, since integrating into society a long, long time ago, they’ve evolved to be able to only secrete their poison as self-defense. Luckily, it’s not needed often and the love drug is a rare way to die. (The MC does not have the choice to be Intravenus)

#Magic of Ruefell #Ghosts in the Gaslamp #MoR #Seven #Bookie #Teddy #Key #Voca #Reiya #Mel #All ROs #Key isn't actually a citizen but....#don't worry about it

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cecesf06 · 7 years ago

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Fate~ Nolan Holloway

Anon: Hey, can I have a Nolan Holloway cute/awkward imagine please? It's Halloween and reader is trick or treating with like her little cousins or siblings so she wears a goofy costume and they knock at Nolan's door (without her knowing it's his house) and it's just awkward because of her silly costume but then later they meet again at a party but she has a different costume (more sexy I guess) and idk Just something Halloweeny with Nolan :) thanks

A/N: of course anon! I am kicking myself for taking this long to post it, but here it is, and sorry its not as cute as I wanted it to be.. (P.S. Sorry its so late!!)

(GIFS NOT MINE!!)

Warnings: none, besides awkwardness, and somewhat fluff!

Word Count: 2k

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"Robert, let go of my hand one more time, and we're done."

"Crissy- I told you you could wear the sunglasses, but only on top of your head. It's getting dark!"

"Vincent, slow down! I said no more than a five mile radius at all times!"

It's been three houses so far.

Three.

Not even five minutes in, and you were already losing your marbles.

You would think that at the ages of nine, seven, and six, your siblings would be with the program and have complete comprehension of the holiday, but unfortunately that's not the case.

You hate Halloween. Actually, scratch that- Halloween is great. You had no problems with Halloween itself. It's the trick or treating part that makes it less than desirable.

Not to mention the ridiculous matching costumes during said less than desirable part.

So here you were, dragging two six and seven year olds by the wrists while chasing a nine year old up the street in a ladybug costume.

Yes, you read that right- a ladybug costume.

Ten sizes too big, showing only your face, arms, and feet, you were basically a walking red blob.

Luckily, your street was full of old people, and hermits, so you wouldn't see anyone you knew- from inside, and outside of school- until tonight at the annual open house at some kid's house. He's been hosting for about five years now, and no one even knows his real name, or why he was still in high school, calling him "Banger Bobby". Anyone who is anyone shows up, and dammit you were going to do anything to show up for your last year of high school.

And that anything was taking your younger siblings trick or treating up and down your street.

An easy task, you had scoffed when your mother tried to warn you, but now you finally understood the horrors she went through, and her complete hatred of the holiday every year.

But alas, it will all be worth it to be able to party with your friends whereas any other time you ask, she says no.

Groaning, and wishing the arduous task to be over as soon as possible, you herd the three overbearing children up the steps and onto the porch of the next house- a little blue thing that used to belong to Ms. Weeks, an elderly lady who passed away that past year. The house was resold, but being the hermit family you were, you never bothered to meet your new neighbors.

And now you suddenly wished you had, because as luck would have it, your longtime crush was the one to open the door.

Nolan Holloway- adorable, shy, quiet, smart Nolan Holloway. Also probably the only boy in your entire school you maybe had feelings for.

His blue eyes bore into your y/e/c ones, and you both froze, your face suddenly the same color as your costume.

Robert broke the silence, shouting an impatient, "Tricks or treats!" and Nolan suddenly jolted in place before dumping the goodies into your siblings bags.

Of all people. Of all places. Of all moments in time and your existence, this had to the be it. This- this embarrassing, humiliating, awkward moment had to be the first time Nolan Holloway looked in your direction.

And as you dragged your siblings home in a haste, ignoring their complaints, you suddenly wished the spirits of the Day of the Dead could actually sense your desire to join them and grant your wishes.

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Not worth it.

When you had gotten home, shredding the disaster of a costume off in place of a black cut out crop top, blank spandex, and fishnet stockings, you clung to the hope that it would be worth it. That Banger Bob's open house would be so legendary, and as amazing as it was hyped up to be that it would be worth the utter humiliation of earlier. As you styled your hair, and did the whole "sexy bunny" thing every basic girl at your school did in an attempt to look not as out of place as you were most likely going to be, you prayed to any God out there that Nolan Holloway would not be at that party.

Welp.

Your friends had long since found a few guys to inevitably hook up with, leaving you to stand awkwardly by yourself, attempting to blend into the wall behind you while clutching a solo cup for the sake of clutching one.

You watched with trepidation as a few girls danced way to extra to the trap rap that seemed to be one repeat, same boring bass blasting through the aux.

You watched as a few guys attempted back flips in the grass out front, the only one able to actually do so being the new kid, Alex, or Alec or whatever.

You watched Theo Raeken make out with Liam Dunbar against the wall, and- wait what?

You turned your gaze awkwardly to your cup, head spinning.

The minutes stretched on, along with the tight feeling in your chest, and the thoughts ran through your head, mocking you. Why were you even here? Why did you even want to come?

Your eyes flicked up again, and the sandy brown hair, light spattering of freckles on his nose, the bright blue eyes all causing your heart to stop, mouth becoming all too dry.

Nolan Holloway was here.

And you wished the wall would swallow you whole as he made his way in your direction, and you hesitated between pulling your phone out to call an ambulance because you were definitely having a heart attack right now, or just simply running.

"Y/N?"

Too late.

"N-Nolan!"

You didn't even know what to do with yourself. Here you were, an embarrassing mess for a second time that night in front of Nolan Holloway- the only person you sort of liked in this world. He didn't seem to mind though, peering at you with an amused look in his blue eyes.

"What happened to the lady bug?"

And its a estimate to how nervous you were at the moment, because you burst out laughing and suddenly couldn't stop.

Maybe the best part about embarrassing yourself in front of Nolan Holloway for the tenth time is that you literally had no shame anymore.

"Yeah, uh, I only wore that because this would probably not be appropriate for kids." you laughed, gesturing loosely to your costume your mother would have a heart attack over if she had actually seen.

Nolan looked you up and down after that, gaze lingering on your fishnet stockings, the way the spandex hugged your skin, and the wonders of your push up bra. He grinned.

"It's a shame. I liked the ladybug better."

You snorted, peering at the ordinary shirt, the ordinary jeans, the ordinary shoes on his feet- an ensemble he'd wear to school, normally. You quirked an eyebrow.

"Oh, do you now.. what are you supposed to be anyway?"

He grinned, and man his grin really knew how to light up a room.

"I'm Alec." he motions to the boy still flipping around the lawn, also dressed in a similar attire. "He's supposed to be me."

You were silent for a moment.

"Hm. It's a shame. I like Nolan better."

He blushes.

"You like me?"

And now you're blushing, dammit.

"Uh, I, um-"

He shakes his head at your stammering, a small smile spreading.

"I'm just messing with you Y/N."

You let out an awkward giggle, and then the silence stretched on, and you didn't know how to break it.

"I, um, I have a confession." he mumbled, coughing a bit at the end to hide his nervous voice crack. "I..."

He never finishes, standing in front of you awkwardly, blushing, and you spit out the first thing that comes to mind.

"Did you know bats always turn left when exiting a cave?"

He blinks a bit, perplexed, and it distracts him from the nerves threatening to crush him, and he smiles. "No I did not. But did you know ninety percent of the pumpkin is made up of water?"

You grinned, and he found himself transfixed on your bright smile, not wanting to look away even as you began to speak. "Well did you know jack-o-lanterns were actually first made by carving turnips instead of pumpkins?"

He snorted. "Ew. Thank God that changed. But, contrary to popular belief, the pumpkin is actually a fruit because-"

"-It has seeds." you finish at the same time, smiling softly at one another, and Nolan finds his eyes flitting from your stunning y/e/c ones to your soft lips.

Nolan swallows hard, willing himself for once in his life to make the first move. Earlier when he tried, he choked up. But you're Y/N Y/L/N, the most beautiful girl he's ever seen, and he's liked you since he first laid eyes on you.

Sure, the whole "you can't like someone without meeting them" thing is true, but not with you. Nolan can't explain it, but something about you just... clicked. Like he knew right then and there he had to meet you.

Too bad he's terribly and embarrassingly shy.

So when you appeared at his door in that God awful ladybug costume, he considered himself the luckiest man alive. Because even though he froze up at the time, he had a reason to walk up to you at this party, and talk to you- something he's never done before.

And man do you look beautiful tonight. You look beautiful every day in Nolan's eyes, in anything you wore- and probably, he's guessing, in nothing, but hey.

But tonight, with the dim glow of the crowded house, where to him it was just the two of you, leaning against the beige walls, your eyes sparkling, even with the pupils dilated almost obscuring the color, your hair impossibly gorgeous, even with the stupid bunny ears atop it, he just wanted to kiss those soft lips until they were swollen and bruised from his own.

"If I do something, and you close your eyes, can you promise you won't freak out?" he whispered, neither of you realizing how close he had gotten to you, almost an inch apart.

Your eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"You're not going to just walk away while I have my eyes closed, are you?"

His face scrunches up in confusion, romantic daze faltering.

"Uh. No?"

Your eyes promptly shut as a blush covers your cheeks, the fan of your fake lashes across your cheekbones capturing his attention, and he knew he wanted to do this more than anything in the world, thanking any God out there you had knocked on his door that night, fate bringing two shy, blushing souls together at last.

"Forget I said anything."

He laughs, and then clears his throat, as if nervous, and you were suddenly nervous too. What was he doing?

Lips were on your own. Jolting with shock, you froze at the unexpected gesture until it suddenly registered in your brain.

Nolan Holloway is kissing you.

Your long time crush- the sweet boy with the bright blue eyes, and splattering of freckles is kissing you.

And you were kissing back.

The kiss lasted a total of ten seconds, but damn if it wasn't the best ten seconds of your life.

"I, um, I-" he began sheepishly, a cute little blush popping up under his freckles causing you to blush.

"Okay, now you close your eyes and promise you won't freak out." you blurted out, a little nervous, and he smiled.

"I won't freak out." he promised, holding out his pinky, and you laughed. As you hooked them together in a "pinky promise" he found a warm feeling blooming in his chest at the sound of your laugh and knew he was in deep.

And when you kissed him again, it would not be the last.

And you thanked any God out there you had knocked on his door that night, fate bringing two shy, blushing souls together at last.

A/N anddd there you have it! Not my best work, and i was a real jerk taking forever to post, but i finally got it done!

im also grounded all weekend, which means ill be home ready to write all weekend... ;)

THANK YOU FOR READING!!

#nolan holloway imagine #nolan holloway imagines #nolan holloway x reader #nolan holloway #teen wolf #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf imagine #halloween #halloween imagine

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mangled-dreams · 7 years ago

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A Man with a Van

This is a second story for @destinggirl. She requested #14 of the first prompt list; “What are we doing this time?” “Want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?” “Oh, God, we’re going to die aren’t we?” “It’s Tuesday, I know how to restrain myself.” This one is a friendly Mark and reader with guest appearance from Ethan.

Man with a Van.

Sitting on your brother’s couch you wait for your movie to start back up. Commercials are the bane of your existence at this point in time. Due to…unexpected turns of event you’ve found yourself stranded in California for the better part of December. It’s not really something you’re complaining about, but you really had been expecting to see your cousin for her wedding instead of being left to watch your brother’s house while he goes to Japan.

You’re glad that your brother is able to take such an exotic trip, but you hadn’t exactly volunteered for babysitting duty. Thankfully your recent endeavor into the employment realm proved to be fruitless. At least, that’s what you’ve been telling anyone that asks. It’s less humiliating then saying you got fired from three retails stores in four months back home.

With a heavy sigh you stare at the remote just out of your reach then the TV again. Do you dare attempt to reach over and grab the remote? Or do you simply watch the cartoon movies currently play its opening scene. Decisions. Decisions.

After a few minutes you decide to grab the remote, turn off the TV, and take a shower. It’s about time you left the house and interacted with other human beings. You’ve been to your bother’s place a few times, watching the house on occasion, so it’s not like you don’t know the area.

It’s just interacting with people.

“Okay, Theo, I’m heading out.” You call to your brother’s Persian cat. He doesn’t even lift his head at his name and you take your leave. The cat doesn’t hate you, but he doesn’t like you either. Which, in you honest opinion, is okay.

Walking around in the bright sun light you take the sunglasses you’d bought before your brother left and slip them on. Somehow it feels off having to wear sunglasses in the dead of winter. You take in the manicured lawns and blossoming colorful flowers. It’s rather peaceful and you decide to put your ear bud headphones in and play a little bit of music to accompany you.

You walk for a few songs, pausing when cars drive down the street before deciding to turn around. As you spin around you literally crash into another person. You both tumble to the ground, trying to make sense of what just happened.

“Oh God, are you okay?” you ask quick to scramble off the young man beneath you. You barely get a glimpse before brushing yourself off, but he looks familiar.

“Yeah, are you? Sorry, I was running after my dog. She got loose.” He responds looking around for said dog. You glance around too.

“Your dog? I didn’t see a dog around here. Are you sure…” You pause when you spot a wagging pale yellow tail just behind the man. Sticking your index finger and thumb into your mouth, you form a circle and whistle loudly, watching the dog’s head perk up. She looks at you a moment before running full speed to you and her owner.

“Wow, that’s impressive.” He tells you grabbing ahold of his dog’s collar and slips the leash on.

“Thanks, back home we have a dog going deaf. I’m the only one that can whistle loud enough to get him to come in.” you say taking a good look at the dog and owner. He is quite attractive, short dark down hair, dark brown eyes, and pale olive skin you wonder if he’s seen sunlight much. And he wears glasses! Oh how you have a weakness against guys with glasses.

“Again, very impressive.” He tells you smiling at you. You can’t help feeling perplexed by his features. Even his voice is familiar to you.

“Do I know you from somewhere? I fee like we’ve meet before.” You say feeling like a sleazy guy trying to pick up someone in a bar. “I’m not trying to hit on you, I just… ah. You look really familiar and it’s bothering me because I don’t know where I’ve seen you from.” You quickly explain feeling even more like an idiot.

He laughs at you, his tone relaying his amusement at your actions more than being rude. “It’s okay. I actually get that a lot, but you’re housesitting for Billy and Thomas, aren’t you?” he asks earning a suspicious look from you.

“Y-yes… how did you know?” you ask deciding to be a little more tightlipped. It’s not that you don’t trust him, but even a baby face like his can hide insidious intentions.

“They told me. When I go out of town they watch Chica for me so I don’t have to put her in a daycare.” He says smiling cheerfully. “They asked that I stop by from time to time to check in on you. You’re Y/n, Billy’s younger sister, right?” he asks and your guards relax a little.

“Oh, wait! Billy said there was someone that would stop by to make sure I didn’t die.” You say feeling a little more at ease. He laughs with you.

“I’m Mark; I live down the street a few houses.” Mark introduces himself, holding out his hand to you. You smile and take it, shaking it twice before letting it drop. You don’t know why it’s so bothering, but you know you’ve seen him somewhere before.

“Have we met before? You really do look oddly familiar.” You push. “How long have you been living around this area?” you follow up with.

“I don’t think we’ve met before, but I’ve been here about a year. I’ve seen your photos in your brother’s house, but I don’t think we’ve met face to face before. Not to sound conceded, but do you watch YouTube?” he responds. You shrug.

“I don’t not watch it. I just mainly use it for music and learning to crochet and things. Are you a YouTuber?” You ask raising a brow at Mark.

“Yeah, my user name is Markiplier. I do a lot of Let’s Play and some comedy sketches.” Mark tells you. Chic whines at his side before pushing her nose against your hand. You smile at her and give her a few good scratches behind her ears.

“Cool. I hear you can make a good living doing that. Pretty successful I take it?” you ask idly petting Chica at your side.

“I like to think so. I have a kind of sketch comedy tour set up. We’re going around the states before going international for a few months.” You raise your brows at him and nod your head impressed by his success.

“Wow, that’s amazing. Are you happy?” You ask. It’s normal question for you to ask people that are quite successful in their profession. There’s no point in doing something if you’re not the least bit happy with your success.

“It’s a little stressful at time, but yeah, I’m happy. We start the tour shortly after New Year.” Mark tells you.

You nod still quite impressed at what he’s accomplished. You’d remembered hearing a few friends, and younger cousins, talk about YouTube stars they enjoyed. “You’re not much older than me, are you? What? Like twenty-eight?” You ask. Chica pulls away and walks back over to Mark for attention. You frown at the golden hair pooch. “I thought we had a connection!” You moan at Chica. She looks at you with her big brown eyes. “Oh, you wound me Chica.” You mutter looking away from the beauty.

Mark laughs at your antics. “Yeah, a round twenty-eight.” Mark pauses for a moment. “A-are you doing anything tonight? For dinner I mean.” Mark asks almost nervously.

You shrug. “I’m not the best cook, so I thought I’d pop down the Mc D’s or something and get some grease to fill my stomach.” You eye him. “Why do you ask?”

It’s Mark’s turn to shrug his shoulders. “I’m supposed to meet a few friends for dinner, and since your relatively new to the area I thought I’d see if you want to go with me.” Mark asks. You mull over the proposal. It would be nice to see where else you can get too for food.

“What kind of food?” You ask agreeing in your own way to go to dinner together. Mark smiles at you.

“It’s really delicious,” Mark reassures you with a smile you feel instantly drawn too.

“I thought you said it was going to be delicious, not repulsive.” You groan as your meal is place in front of you. You knew you should have turned around and left once it became clear this was a… how should you put it, fan service place. The décor is quite enjoyable.

Comic book pages are pasted to the tops of wooden tables with glass covering them for protection. Large life size cutout of various comic, cartoon, and anime characters line the walls tastefully. It’s like a nerd’s version of heaven… your version of heaven, you correct yourself.

However the food before you does not reflect that heaven.

“It’s good, just give it a try.” Mark tells you encouragingly. You give him a skeptical look and glance down at your food. It’s a stew you’d always thought would be pretty delicious, but looking at it now… You’re glad you have a steel stomach.

“I felt the same way when I first got that. The WestFall stew is quite delicious. It just looks a little hard to stomach.” Mark’s friend Ethan tells you. You give him the same skeptical look before picking up your spoon and give the bowl a stir.

You glance at Mark, he’s already digging into some kind of fried shrimp dish and whisper, “If I get sick from this I’m going to egg your house.”

Mark nearly chokes on his shrimp, laughing when he should be swallowing. You panic for a moment before he coughs, takes a drink of his water, and tells you, “That’s fair.”

“Whoa, don’t kill of the leading man before his big tour.” Alex, another friend of Mark chuckles from across the table.

“So, who all joins Mark in his endeavors?” You ask scooping a small spoon full of soup, carrots, meat, and what looks like mushroom spores. God this better not kill you.

“That would be just about all of us.” Ethan says as you force yourself to eat what is sitting in your spoon. You munch hesitantly as Ethan continues on. “Originally we had a few others planning to go, but they had to bail last minute. Tyler and I will be doing a few sketches with Mark and a few others like Wade and Bob. We all have our own little spot lights but the majority of the tour will be all of us just being jackasses.”

Okay, so the stew isn’t that bad. The mushroom spore things are quite delicious. Taking another spoonful, this time quite a bit larger you listen to the conversation flow around you. You interject and add but for the most part it feels nice to relax and enjoy some good—if not disturbing looking food.

This is the most peace you’ve known in quite a while.

It’s knocking at 6 o’clock in the morning that disturbs your slumber. You curse whoever is knocking on your door knowing what time it is. Granted you’d been waking up at a more socially appropriate time.

Dragging yourself down the stairs you pass a few mirrors and ignore your appearance and throw open the door less than pleased to see Mark’s smiling face on the other side. “I will kill you if this is not an emergency.” You growl at him and notice Ethan behind him with a camera pointed at you. “What are you two doing?” You groan kind of wishing you’d stopped to at least fix your hair…or even to put pants on.

“Put pants on! We’re taking a trip!” Mark tells you in a tone that sounds slightly crazy. You glare at him then to Ethan.

“What? I don’t want to go on a trip with you, Mark, or you… Seriously, what is going on?” you ask ready to slam the door on Mark and Ethan.

“Did you not remember you were going to do a video with me today?” Mark asks breaking character. You frown.

“No?” you respond as a conversation for three days ago finally connects everything. “Wait…you never said we’d be starting at 6 in the fucking morning! God, why didn’t you call or something to see if I was awake?” You ask glaring at Mark again. He’s smiling the dorky smile that makes you want to be his friend all over again.

“This would have made the video a bit more genuine.” Ethan pipes up. “But really, you should get some pants on. People are walking their dogs out here.” He adds smirking at you. You glare at him and close the door loudly.

“Are you saying no?” Mark shouts through the door.

“No, I’m getting clothes on!” you shout back and hurry up the stairs to your bed room. It only takes you a few minutes to change and get your morning routine taken care of, but you draw it out a little longer just to make the pair wait. Grabbing a yogurt cup and some granola you head out the door to find the pair talking on the front porch.

“Wait! Ethan get back in your spot. Okay, Y/n close the door and open after I say, “huh? Guess they’re not coming.” Got it?” Mark directs as you roll your eyes and close your door on him again. You can’t help your smile and wait for Mark to mutter his lines.

You’re giggling by the time he’s finally in character and have to compose yourself as he says lines. You spare a few seconds to eat your mixture of strawberry yogurt and vanilla crumbled granola cereal. Letting your spoon simply hang out of your mouth you open the door to a slightly surprised Mark before he starts to laugh.

“What?” You ask taking the spoon out of your mouth. “You didn’t give me time to eat my breakfast.” You offer innocently.

Mark quickly composes himself and quickly takes off pass Ethan. He shouts for you to follow and after exchanging worried glances with the camera and follow after Mark. You’ve never filmed anything before, so this is going to be interesting.

Mark laughs manically in the driver’s seat and you look back at Ethan and the camera then to Mark again. You have your lines to say and thankfully you’re not doing too bad.

“Mark… Ah, what are we doing this time?” You ask a little hesitantly even as you want to laugh your ass off at the look on his face.

“Want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?” Mark asks with a look in his eyes that’s a bit too convincing.

You look at the road a head of you, there is a green screen before you and the lovely white van is on a small platform that will simulate that it’s moving. Even with the van on idle you don’t quite trust Mark in this moment. “Oh, god, we’re going to die aren’t we?” you ask looking back to Ethan and his camera again. He shakes the camera to simulate confusion.

“It’s a Tuesday, I know how to restrain myself.” Mark responds and you give him a wide eyed look.

“Is Saturday!” you shout as he presses on the gas. The van’s engine reeves in your ears.

“My point exactly!” Mark shouts. Holding his pose a few more seconds before he breaks character and laughs. You and Ethan laugh along with him. You have no idea how that’s all going to fit together but it was really fun to do.

“Mark, you are really selling the crazy guy very well.” Ethan remarks from the back seat. You nod in agreement. Mark smiles and looks at the pair of you in turn.

“You guys did great. I have a few more shots to make but this was fun. Y/n, I’ll take you back home and get in touch with you in a few hours. Ethan and I are going to go through the video and see if there is anything else we need from you. Thanks for your help, by the way.” Mark says.

Everyone exits the van and the tech that helped you set up helps break everything down and gets the van on the pavement again. You’d already taped everything that Mark needed from you at various other locations. This had been the last scene he’d needed you for.

Marks texts you later and says he doesn’t need you for any reshoots and will forward a sneak peek to you once their done with the editing. You tell him you’ll look for the email and go make yourself dinner. If you had plans to stay in Cali, you’d definitely like to do more sketches with Mark and Ethan. It was quite a lot of fun and the process itself was fascinating.

Maybe you need a change of scenery and start a new chapter in your life. You’ll talk to Mark tomorrow about that. For right now you want food.

#platonic #mark fischbach #making a vid #in a van #reader insert #ethan nestor #funny #goofy mark #mark's van #weirdo in a van-o

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officialthiamlibrary · 7 years ago

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Currently sinking deeper into Finals territory? Treat your eyes (and your breaks) with this minimal distraction list of thiam fanfiction and music to get you through the coming weeks.

All stories are completed works with less than 10,000 words, perfect for a quick break.

Music comes in the form of playlist, so you can throw one on while you work, think about Thiam, and exercise that brain, Einstein.

If a story cured your studying hives, please take a few seconds to let the writers know! Other eligible stories/music we’ll be added periodically. And, if you know any other options, let us know in the replies.

Fiction (25)

All The Things You Could’ve Said by Tabbytabbytabby

When Theo and Liam have their first fight as a couple Theo goes to Derek, who gives him some advice before convincing him to talk to Liam.

Gorgeous by I_heart_thiam

Liam is out to the pack, and he’s never looked more gorgeous to Theo.

Mistletoe Kisses by RebelWithHeartofGold

Liam wants Theo to have a great christmas

Under Your Spell by ExtraSteps

Liam is struck by a witches spell. Now he is completely unable to lie, compelled to say anything that pops into his head. Theo is around and more than willing to listen.

Finesse by DaSmiley99

He never thought he would see Theo in a suit at Lydia's Christmas party.

The banshee proposed to host a party at her place and they had to dress up properly for the occasion. Yeah, she obligated everyone to wear their best suits and dresses.

...

Theo straight up looked like a Sex God.

The McCall Home for Wayward Youngsters (and other Supernatural Creatures) by Reiven

Melissa McCall was a mother. The fact that only one of her kids came from her womb didn't matter, they were all her children in her mind.

Birthday Surprise by MsKristinamay

Prompt: Theo and Liam secretly dating. The pack doing a b-day surprise to Liam bursting in his room screaming “HAPPY BIRTHDAY” just to find him and Theo wrapped together in the sheets, hugging. Liam would wake up like FUCK but Theo would just kiss him on the cheek, ignoring the pack, and would whisper happy b-day little wolf in his ear. (Idea by: igotlostinslashland on tumblr)

Ms. Jackson, if you’re nasty by Tuwalli

Liam manages to get Theo to move into his house with the help of his mother, his attraction to the Chimera is obvious; especially when he catches him dancing.

It’s Strange, but I Don’t Need Space From You by Ithinkwehaveanemergency

A canonically possible intermission between Pressure Test and Triggers.

Theo gets sent to the McCall's on a supply run. Liam goes with. The UST becomes too much for Liam, so he gives in. Just that once. Just to relieve the pressure. (Inspired by a tumblr thread, kind of.)

Monster by Onlymissbarnes

Where Liam’s parents find out about his werewolf side and Theo is there to pick up the pieces.

You Can’t Avoid Your Problems by LovelyLittleGrim

Liam's been avoiding Theo. Theo wants to know why.

Peppermint by ExtraSteps

Liam discovers that Theo really, really likes peppermint candy canes.

Claustrophobia by mikaminato

“Things are going to be ok.” Theo said, more to himself than to the beta. He was trying his best not to show the fear he was feeling, not only for the fact they were stuck in the elevator – in the dark – but mainly because he was afraid Liam might lose the little control he had left. “I’m here by your side and I won’t let anything happen to you, little wolf. Do you hear me?” [Theo/Liam]

Write On Me by holmesofgold

Liam lives in a black and white world, where people have soulmates and no one is able to see the colors until the day you look into your soulmate's eyes for the first time. He thought that this couldn't get any weirder, until the day he discovered that his connection with his soulmate was so strong that they could literally feel what the other felt and communicate through their own bodies.

"What's your name?" The boy wrote in his arm, curious, not quite understanding how it worked. The answer came a few minutes later, written in an asymmetrical handwriting. "Theo Raeken."

Heat by RaeAnnisapancake

Liam's in heat and Scott isn't there to help him. Luckily he finds Theo who is more than happy to help him.

Thanksgiving Feelings by SupernaturalIdijit16

Months after defeating the Anuk-ite Liam Dunbar is stuck facing another problem. This time its not a fight with supernatural creatures or hunters, its a battle with himself. Liam deals with the struggles of his more than friends feelings for Theo while also facing Thanksgiving dinner with the whole pack being invited. What could go wrong?

It’s the little things that make you fall in love by Root (Fyki)

Liam stopped, suddenly unable to do anything that wasn't thinking about the fact that Theo, Theo, had just invited him to go to a museum. Because Ii was a thing spending hours talking about history and listening to Liam talking passionately about stuff that Theo probably didn't even know, but it was a completely different thing to invite him to go to an exhibit of Greek and Roman history, knowing that it was the best way to reach Liam's heart. Not that Theo didn't already reached it, obviously, but that wasn't the point. Because the way Theo had talked, the way he had acted, with the slight doubt in his voice, it had felt so much like the way you ask someone out that Liam was completely taken aback.

Calm down, Liam, of course he didn't mean it like that, he told himself, and his stomach tied in a painful grip.

The Boy is Mine by Ithinkwehaveanemergency

Thanks to Lacrosse Boosters coming up with the ridiculous idea to have a Bachelor Auction to raise money, Liam is up for sale. There's only one person he wants to bid on him, but he's just too stubborn to ask.

Or, listening to old school Brandy and Monica leads to adorable cliche one-shots.

you will be mine (resolution) by zayneyelashes

"He wakes up at the Hale house.

He doesn't need much time to realize it. It's the same ceiling that he'd stare at when there was too much to think and feel and do. It's the same couch where he kissed Derek again, only that time was different. That time Derek actually kissed him back; his hands held onto his neck and hair like there was a chance Stiles might disappear.

He wouldn't. He didn't."

(or the one where Derek comes back)

Decisions by AJP_37

When Liam Dunbar makes a decision- you better consider that decision made. Even when the decision is to have sex with Theo.

Do you have a name or can I call you mine? by laheysmythes

“You look like trash, may I take you out?” Liam blurted out mostly in annoyance and it gained a laugh from Theo.

“Was that an insult or a pickup line?” Theo asked, still amusedly smiling.

“Both?” Liam shrugged

Or in which Liam tries to get Theo to go on a date with him by using the worst pickup lines he could think of.

In The Night by TVTime

It’s the middle of the night and Liam just wants to go to the bathroom, but Theo is being insanely overprotective. Fluff and non-explicit sexy times ensue.

Best Friend, Hold Me Tight by holmesofgold

Theo Raeken and Liam Dunbar are and have always been best friends. But best friends shouldn't look at each other like that.

Day 4 of the Thiam Week 2017: Friends to Lovers. (yes, one month later)

Mine by Albus_Yawn

Liam comes home smelling like some other werewolf and Theo can't stand it.

Music (10)

Here are several Thiam Playlists found on Spotify and Playmoss.

Airplanes (Thiam) Playlist by Marie Christin R.

Paradise by breaker_of_reality

thiam | theo raekn & liam dubar by Taegen F.

Thiam by Meronilayla

THIAM by Melly B.

Thiam by signemaria03

Thiam by Raennisapancake

Thiam by Minna P

Make Me Burn - Thiam by Seija M.

i lay down this armour; thiam by eliestarr

There are MANY more where those came from. Here are search pages for Spotify and 8Tracks. (Note - that 8Tracks now limits the number of mixes/songs you can play without a premium subscription. You will also have to sign in to Spotify to view the search page, but you will not have to sign in to listen to the playlists.)

Good luck on your last few weeks! We are all sending you every bit of luck, patience, and focus cause you got this. ;P

Over and out.

#thiam #teen wolf #officialthiamlibrary #finals #fanfiction #ficrecs #fanmix

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formerprincess · 7 years ago

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A tale written with fangs and claws || Chapter 22

Chapters: 22/? Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken Characters: Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken Additional Tags: Alpha Liam Dunbar, Slow Build, Friends to Lovers, Dunbar Pack, Bisexual Liam Dunbar, Werewolf Theo Raeken, Alpha Theo Raeken, Canon-Typical Violence, Smut, Mates, Liam and Theo are mates Series: Part 1 of Morning Dew Pack

The pack prepares for New York and Liam and Theo deepen their relationship even further.

Theo laid on his back, already in bed while Liam was still brushing his teeth, and had his arm raised to play with his bracelet with a thoughtful look on his face. Liam looked at his reflection in the mirror then he spat out the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth, wiping it with his towel. Theo didn’t look worried or angry but Liam was still interested what he was thinking about.

“What’s on your mind?” He asked while he stepped into the bedroom and turned off the light so only the light on the nightstand was on. He walked over to the bed and slipped under the covers before he moved closer to Theo and draped one arm over Theo’s stomach. He curiously looked at his mate, head on his pillow, and patiently waited for Theo’s answer.

“Thinking about getting a tattoo.” Theo replied and Liam perked up at that. “Really? What motif?” He inquired. Theo turned his wrist slightly and pointed at the two paw prints engraved on the bracelet. “I know we have those on our bracelets but you gave me this joy by wearing my art on your skin and I would like to wear something on my skin you thought off.” Liam smiled and kissed Theo’s chest through his shirt, one hand placed right over his heart. “When I got the bracelets done, I actually considered this as my second tattoo.” He confessed. “Really?” Theo chuckled and turned his head to kiss Liam’s forehead before his other arm sneaked around Liam’s waist and pulled him closer. “Yeah, I knew it would always remind me of you and I would feel even closer to you than I usually do.” Liam raised his head and kissed Theo lovingly before he snuggled closer again. “Maybe we both should get it tattooed.” He joked.

“A couple tattoo?” Theo asked with a laugh and his fingers started carding through Liam’s hair. They both liked it when he did this; Theo because it felt soft and actually relaxed him, Liam because it felt good and he felt cherished.

Liam purred and then hummed in affirmation. “I always liked the idea of soulmates who wear the same symbol on their skin and thus find each other. The thought of another person wearing the exact same mark as you? That’s just romantic to me and I’m usually not like this. But this trope I like. Since there are no soul marks, I have to stick to tattoos.”

“What do you mean, you’re usually not like this? You, my beloved, are a romantic by heart.” Theo softly teased him and rolled on top of Liam to kiss his nose, his cheek, and finally his lips. Liam smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Theo. Theo’s fingers stroke over Liam’s side and finally disappeared under his shirt to stroke over his warm skin. Liam sighed softly and arched into his mate’s touch.

A knock on the door forbade them from going any further and Theo sighed, hid his face against Liam’s shoulder. Liam sighed too but then raised his head. “Come in!” “Why are you calling? We have the dreamcatcher above the door, they won’t hear anything.” He huffed and Liam had really not thought of that. But the door opened nonetheless and Sadie peeked inside.

“Well-respected second Alpha...” She began and Theo rolled off Liam and gave her a look. “This will not go in a direction I will like if you start like that.” He said and Liam swatted his shoulder. “Be nice.” He said amusedly and Theo grinned at him but then returned his attention back to Sadie. “How high are the chances you let me borrow your truck, oh wonderful second Alpha of our pack?” “Minus one billion.” Theo told her matter-of-factly. “Why do you need my truck anyway?” “I need to get some things from my dorm room and it would have been easier with your truck. I promise I will be careful.” “Mason said that too once and then he drove my car right through a barn door.” Theo said and Liam snorted with laughter at the memory. “Why don’t you drive with Theo tomorrow? Then you also have someone who can help you carry your stuff.” Liam went for a compromise. Sadie and Theo were both stubborn and if they wanted, they could argue for hours. Theo now shrugged and nodded. “Fine by me.” Sadie pouted. “Okay, maybe I take you up on that offer. Good Night, Alpha couple.” She blew them a kiss. “Good Night, Sadie.” Both said in unison and she closed the door.

Theo pointed at the door. “Is she mad now?” “Not mad, more like impatient.” Liam said. “She has a point though, yours is the only car we have and since only you and I drive it, it’s a bit complicated.” “Well, if someone had not insisted to leave his car in Beacon Hills, we would have two cars now.” Liam raised both eyebrows. “Why are you sassing me now? I didn’t do anything and I left my car back because we lived close to the campus and one car would have been enough.” “Yeah, well who would have thought we ended with a whole pack?” “Who would have thought I ended up an Alpha before even turning twenty?” Liam asked back and then laid back down again. Theo curled next to him and wrapped his arms around Liam. “We need to do something about the car situation. Most of us use the bus or the tram, and Sadie has her scooter but I don’t like the idea of her driving it when it’s raining and snowing.” The young Alpha continued. “We will think of a solution. Though, might not tell Mike that, he will probably go and buy a new car.” Liam hummed and ran his fingers through Theo’s hair, just like Theo had done it to him before. “I think it’s his way to make sure he stays in the pack. He still thinks he needs to buy our love and friendship with his money instead of realizing we are his family and his friends now and won’t leave him.” “Given his relationship with his parents, I understand why he thinks like that, but I also know he will understand it. Look at me, when your parents and you took me in. I always felt like I was just a guest, that my stay with you was limited, in the beginning. But I came around in the end and so will Mike.” Liam smiled. “I hope so. But you maybe you should tell him that, he looks up to you.”

****** Liam sat at the table in the kitchen and made a list of some things he needed for Christmas. He usually wasn’t the type of guy to make lists but for a Christmas dinner with so many people he wanted to be prepared and wanted to make sure he wasn’t forgetting anything. Maya and Ever were messing around on the kitchen counters where Ever mixed some herbs together and Maya entertained herself by throwing herbs into the kettle when Ever told her to do so. Every time it bubbled, Maya giggled happily and Liam smirked. His Betas were sometimes real children. But he loved that because he was like that himself too from time to time.

“Sadie would have liked this too. Look at how pretty purple this is. Her favorite color.” Ever said and raised the spoon to show Maya what she was talking about. “Where is she by the way. I thought she would leave with Theo to grab her stuff but Theo went to the skate park with Mike because she was already gone.” “I just know she went to grab her stuff. Since she didn’t get Theo’s truck, she thought of something else.” Maya said with a shrug. “Yeah, why didn’t she get Theo’s truck? I wanted to ask this for a while now. Theo is so strict with his truck, is there a reason for that?” Ever asked and both girls looked at Liam who raised his eyes from what he had been writing.

“I wasn’t allowed to drive the truck for a long time either. I guess that’s just because Theo lived in his truck for a while.” “It’s his safe place, you mean.” Maya concluded and Liam nodded. “Plus, the only time someone else drove his truck it either crashed or it was because Theo was wounded so severely, he couldn’t drive himself. He has a problem with giving up control over that one thing he always had. His truck was his everything, literally, for quite a while. So forgive him for being a bit harsh about it in the beginning.” “It’s insanely cute how great you are at getting each other. You always explain his actions to us, he always explains your actions to us. You are such a dream team.” Ever said with a smile. “We worked hard for this and it took some broken noses and ripped t-shirts to get there, I can tell you. By the way, your potion is overboiling.”

Ever shrieked and went to save her potion from spilling too much when Mike and Theo entered the kitchen. Both watched Ever and Maya trying to save the potion and scrunched their noses. “It smells as if a bath bomb exploded in here.” Mike complained. “It’s a potion, thank you very much.” Ever snarked back. Liam looked at his watch, a completely perplexed look on his face. “You’re already back from skating?” “Lee, it’s getting dark outside. We have been skating for hours and now we’re chilly and hungry.” Theo said while he leaned down to kiss Liam. Liam returned the kiss but that didn’t take away his worry. “Guys, where is Sadie? For just getting a few things from her dorm room, she’s gone far too long.” “You’re always worried about us, huh?” Mike asked Liam. Liam frowned. “When you come from Beacon Hills, a missing pack member usually means they are captured or dead. So yeah, I tend to get worried when I don’t know where you guys are.” Liam answered. “Tim and Nolan are in the living room, so the only one missing is Sadie.” Maya tried to reach her cellphone but shook her head. “She’s not answering her phone.”

Liam ran a hand through his hair and got up to walk into the entryway. “I’m going to look for her.” He said. Theo had followed him, car keys already in hand. But when they stepped outside the house to get into Theo’s truck, Liam coincidentally looked down the street and frowned. “Oh shit.” He suddenly said and then raced down the street where Sadie was walking or rather limping towards the house, pushing her scooter next to her. Her jeans were destroyed on one leg, showing bloodied and bruised skin and the scooter also looked broken.

“Sadie, what happened?” Liam asked and steadied his Beta while Theo steadied her scooter. “I slipped on some icy patch on the street.” She gritted out. “I’m okay, it’s mostly healed already.” “Mostly healed?” Theo asked her. “If that’s mostly healed how did it look right after the accident?” “I will be fine.” Sadie insisted while Liam helped her into the house. “But my scooter is broken.” “I will take a look at it, maybe I can fix it.” Theo promised her. “But, Sadie, I would have driven you to your dorm to get your things. Why didn’t you wait?” “I didn’t want to annoy you.” Sadie mumbled while Liam led her inside and into the living room so she could sit on the couch.

Theo brought her scooter in the garage, then he returned to the living room. “You would never annoy me, that’s what I’m here for. I’m the first Beta, the second Alpha, you can come to me for those things and I will gladly help you. And maybe we need to find a regulation for my truck.” Liam shook his head while Ever rushed into the living room to take care of Sadie’s injury. Despite the werewolves healing being advanced, Ever took it upon herself to mix some salves and lotions to help the healing even better and was now doting on Sadie. “You don’t need to do that, Dore. I talked to mom and dad this morning. When they come for Christmas, they drive with my car and then take the train back. So after Christmas, we have my car here too.” Liam said and Theo looked at him surprised. Liam just shrugged. “For now it’s important that Sadie gets better. That’s more important than anything else.” “I already feel better, thank you, guys. In a few hours, I will be healed.” Sadie chimed in and smiled softly.

And true to her words, she was as good as new on the next morning. And true to his words, Theo actually drove with her to her former dorm to load in her stuff. Liam accompanied them and when he stepped into Sadie’s dorm room, she pointed at a standing mirror. “Since you’re here, you can help Theo carry the mirror, right?” “I see why you needed the truck.” Theo muttered and picked up the mirror with Liam. Liam chuckled. “I would have loved to see Sadie driving her scooter with that thing behind her. The crash would have been even worse than the one yesterday.”

Theo just hummed and Sadie carried a bag filled with pillows after them while they carried the mirror to the truck and stowed it safely in the truck bed. A second round to the room gave Liam the opportunity to carry a box full of photo frames, pens, and other stuff from Sadie’s desk.

“You're officially moving out?” A girl from the room across from Sadie asked and the blonde nodded. The other girl leaned against the doorframe and obviously undressed Theo with her eyes which rubbed Liam in a wrong way. He pressed Sadie the box into the hand when Theo stepped out of the room, smiled at his boyfriend who immediately smiled back, and then Liam put a hand in the back of Theo’s neck and pulled him into a hot, open-mounded kiss that clearly stated his possession. His mate, his boyfriend, his Theo! Theo’s surprised moan was swallowed by the kiss and Sadie grabbed the bag he had been holding before it fell to the floor so Theo could wrap his arms around Liam’s waist and respond to the kiss in an appropriate manner. Their tongues tangled with each other and bodies pressed against each other, the mated couple kind of lost track of where they were until Sadie cleared her throat. It worked like a cold shower and Liam stopped kissing Theo and pulled away, blinking back to reality. Sadie giggled and Theo and Liam looked at each other and smiled after they overcame the initial embarrassment. It was easy to forget where they were when together. The girl behind them sighed something the line of “All pretty guys are gay.” and disappeared into her room. Sadie held out the box and the bag for her two Alphas and both took it from her. “You really forgot where you were, huh?” She asked amusedly. The Alpha couple nodded and she just grinned before pulling the door to her old dorm room shut. “I want to find a love like that one day too. You two are lucky.” “Sadie, have you seen my mate? I never doubted I got lucky.” Liam said and his eyes twinkled when he saw the happy smile from Theo.

****** “Want to hear something funny? I actually thought Sadie and Maya were in a relationship similar to us.” Theo said and Liam looked up from where he had leaned over the freezer to grab a chicken. This time Theo had accompanied him to grocery shopping and now the chimera leaned against their shopping cart while Liam was loading the cart up.

“I’m pretty sure all out Betas are about to be in relationships with each other.” Liam said, put the chicken in their shopping cart and closed the freezer. Upon Theo’s confused look he elaborated. “Maya and Sadie hit off right away, Sadie and Mike are like us, but Mike and Tim also share some resemblances to us, while Ever and Nolan are also about to are whatever they are, the three girls are basically always around each other, just watch them, you will see basically everyone is with everyone or could be with anyone sooner or later.” “When are you thinking about this?” Theo asked while he pushed the cart after Liam. Liam shrugged. “I’m watching them.” “And you couldn’t care less?” “As long as they are happy. Why? Would you care?” “No. Like you said, as long as they are happy, it’s good.” “I mean, it’s far from normal but this pack is anything but normal. I have you, I want them to find the love of their lives too. With each other, with others, whatever.” Liam stopped at another freezer and opened it to dig down deep inside and grabbed a bag of frozen broccoli. Theo chuckled at the sight in front of him. “Need help, shorty?” “Fuck you, you’re not that much taller than me!”

Liam yelped when Theo was suddenly right behind him and pulled him flush against his body by his hips. “I’d like to get back to the fuck you part later on. When we’re safely in my truck.” He whispered into Liam’s ear and sucked on the earlobe. Liam shivered and leaned against Theo. “You’re driving me insane, Dore.” He mumbled and closed his eyes. Theo chuckled into his ear. “Good.” He said and gave Liam's ass a light slap before letting him go again. Liam was grateful for the cold bag of vegetable he was still carrying, it helped him cool down a bit. He put it in the cart and then pulled the cart further down the aisles. Now he had a motivation to finish shopping faster.

But when he passed the fridges with the milk, Liam tensed slightly. He had not forgotten what he had seen last time. Or thought he had seen, he wasn’t so sure. A part of him was anxious to see it again and he cast a shy glance at his reflection. Everything was normal and he let out a relieved breath. Theo seemed to have noticed because he stepped closer and put a hand on Liam’s back. “You okay?” Liam nodded with a soft smile. “Yeah, don’t worry.” Theo gave him a look but then seemed to buy what Liam told him and just kissed his cheek. Liam smiled at him. “I love you.” It made Theo smile and really, that was everything Liam needed.

****** Liam sat cross-legged on the floor and watched Ever. They were in the living room again and she was experimenting with mountain ash once more. Liam watched her moving around the room, mumbling to herself and making some notes. Not that he could do anything else since he was once more captured in a ring of mountain ash. ”You know, nobody expects you to make it happen right this very minute, Ever. Don’t put yourself under so much pressure, okay?” He said softly and she pulled her hair into a bun and sighed.

“I know but I really want it to work. I know there is a way, I just need to find it.” Ever was stubborn when it came to her magic. Liam admired it to some point, but he also worried she was putting too much on her plate. Hence why he was around when she did it. Better he was there to help if something went wrong than when she did it by herself. “You will make it work but please, Ever, don’t overwhelm yourself with it, okay?” He pleaded her and she nodded. Liam was satisfied with this for now. “Want to try again?”

Ever nodded again and rubbed her hands. Liam got to his feet and she concentrated on the ring of mountain ash between her and Liam. She narrowed her eyes again and moved her hands, just like she did last time, and again the blue shimmer appeared and maybe it was just wishful thinking but this time it seemed brighter than last time. The Alpha looked at his witch, how concentrated she was. He had a good feeling this time and when Ever looked at him and curtly nodded, he stepped forward, confident to cross the border.

The bang was deafening and sounded through the whole house, alerted the rest of the pack who happen to just come home at this very minute, and Liam was pushed back with even more force than last time and collided with the opposing wall. He groaned when he hit the floor and then Theo was suddenly right next to him. “The hell are you doing here?” He yelled and glared at Ever who had landed on her butt. Maya and Tim kneeled next to her, checked her for injuries, and she looked at Theo with a worried look on her face because the second Alpha was furious. “What the hell was that supposed to be? Did you want to kill our Alpha?” He shouted at her and Liam raised a hand to put on his arm. “Theo, calm down, I offered my help.” Theo glared at him.. “I’m not even surprised by that, you have a tendency to do reckless and stupid things because you want to help! But she should have never accepted it.” “Theodore!” Liam cut in, eyes flashing red. “Ever told me was she was trying to do and I offered my help. It wasn’t her fault! Leave her alone.” He raised a hand to Theo’s cheek. “It’s okay, I’m fine, nothing happened.” He assured his mate and Theo leaned into the touch and nodded slowly. He looked over at Ever. “Are you hurt?” She shook her head and Theo pulled Liam to his feet.

“What was the use of this exercise anyway?” The twenty-two-year-old asked and eyed the mountain ash on the ground. “I am trying to change the enchantment of the mountain ash so supernaturals can cross it.” Ever explained and got to her feet while dusting her hands off. Theo frowned. “That’s not possible.” “Says the chimera.” Liam muttered and Theo put on arm around him to pull him closer. “No interjections, puppy!” He scolded playfully and bit down in Liam’s earlobe. Not enough to hurt him but enough to tease the Alpha. Liam groaned and turned his head to capture Theo’s lips with his to give him a quick kiss. “Guess you have to educate me on this one again.” He teased back and Theo’s eyes flashed gold for a moment. He grinned and Liam smirked back before he stepped towards the rest of his pack. And that’s when Tim gasped and pointed at the ground. “Liam, the barrier!” Liam looked down and noticed the mountain ash ring still intact but yet he had been able to cross it. He looked up to see Ever gape at the ash on the ground just like the rest of the pack but then she squealed. “I did it!” “You did it!” Liam exclaimed proudly and she hugged him in her joy. “Thank you so much, Lee, I would have never done this without you!” “I want to try that too!” Maya said and then jumped over the barrier. It didn’t keep her away and she did it several times, like a little kid. “Oh, this is cool!”

“So, you managed to discharge the mountain ash and turn it into normal ash we can cross. That means the bang we heard was the energy you extracted from the ash. That being said, you now need to find a way to bleed off the remaining energy because if it happens with such a force every time there is literally no use in having it because the surprise effect is destroyed.” Sadie concluded and everyone looked at her. “That means you need some kind of earth wire.” “As someone who once had lightning rush through him, I highly recommend searching for an earth wire. That shit hurts.” Theo put in his own two cents and Nolan gave him a look. “Is there anything that didn’t happen to you?” “Well, the lightning thing was kind of my fault.” Liam admitted. Theo gave him an amused look. “That’s a first for you to admit that.” Liam stuck out his tongue at his mate and made everyone laugh. “Okay, I’m going to find a way to bleed off the energy. Without blowing everything up.” Ever summed it up. “I’ll help you.” Maya offered. “Liam did the first part, now I’ll help you.” “Just be careful, okay? I know Ever can do it but I don’t want anybody get hurt.” Liam told them once again. Theo scoffed. “Says the one who offered to help in the first place.”

Liam slapped his boyfriend’s shoulder but was had been supposed to be a light slap ended up with way more force than intended. Liam gasped in shock. “Oh my god, I’m sorry!” Theo held his shoulder and stared at Liam but while Liam was completely shocked by the unexpected power, Theo was more amused. “Damn, Alpha, keep your strength in check.” He teased and pulled Liam into a soft hug. “Don’t make that face, puppy, we’re a pack of weres, that happens.” “Yeah but I...I thought I had my strength in check.” Liam really had absolutely no idea what led him to use more force than necessary since he had by no means wanted to hurt Theo. “It’s okay, Lee, relax.” Theo muttered into his ear and kissed the shell softly. Liam leaned against him but he didn’t really relax. “I’m still sorry.” He whispered and Theo squeezed him lovingly. “I know you are, baby.”

He let Liam go from his embrace and Liam smiled weakly before making his way upstairs and into their shared bedroom. He grabbed the Alpha journal and sat at the end of the bed before he flipped the journal open and flipped through some pages, maybe he would find something there to explain the strange things happening lately. Over time Liam learned to trust his gut feeling and right now his gut feeling was telling him something was going on.

The bed dipped next to him and Theo sat down. “Hey, you okay?” He inquired while he stroked over Liam’s back. Liam looked up and sighed. “I don’t know. I mean, I feel fine, everything is going smoothly right now but I still feel there is something going on.” “A new threat?” Theo questioned and Liam shook his head. “No. Something with me.” He bit his lower lip. “Last time, when I was grocery shopping alone, I passed my reflection and it looked as if a wolf was walking there instead of my human form. When I checked again everything was back to normal but then I got home and had a very strange dream and now the sudden force...I don’t know what to think about this.” “What was your dream about? You said it wasn’t a nightmare but it was strange. What did you dream off?” Liam exhaled loudly. “I was in a complete dark and empty space and I heard my voice, reciting things I said over the years. Things like ‘We lost everything’ or ‘It stills hurts, though’. I don’t know....” Liam shrugged helplessly.

Theo never stopped stroking his back and the face he made gave away he was already thinking about what Liam had said, interpreting things and trying to make sense of it. “You’re stressed about Christmas and the Scott situation, right?” He finally said and Liam groaned and fell back on the bed, hands scrubbing over his face. “I can’t help myself and I try to tell myself everytime that it all will work out just fine, that Scott will understand and all, but it’s not really working.” “Liam, have you ever considered your wolf simply shows up to tell you to take a deep breath and just relax? But since you’re obviously not listening, he’s using a bit more force? Literally. “ Theo suggested. Liam peeked up at him. “You think?” “Since you started to work with your wolf as a team he did nothing else than to protect you. Wendigos, hunters, Alpha werewolf, and maybe now he protects you from your own mind because we both know you tend to think too much about certain things.” Liam knew Theo was right. Thinking too much was a weakness from him but also directly linked to one of his strongest traits, his big heart. He only thought too much about things that were important to him.

He propped himself up on his elbows and looked at Theo. “Okay, so, how do I take my mind off?” He asked his boyfriend. “Well.” Theo said and stroked over the tattoo that peeked out from under Liam’s sleeve. “You could accompany me to the tattoo parlor where you got this done.” He suggested and Liam immediately raised to attention. “You want to get your tattoo done now?” “Our tattoo. I thought you wanted the same.” “You really want a couple tattoo? With me?” “No, I want one with Mike. You are just my mate, Mike and I are skater buddies. This is so much stronger than our mating bond. Why should I want a tattoo with my mate? Don’t be ridiculous, Liam Emerson.”

His mate’s sarcasm made Liam roll his eyes but he got to his feet. “Why do I bother with you?” Theo got up from the bed too and in a swift motion, he crowded Liam against the opposite wall, trapping him between his arms, his body, and the wall. “Because I do this.” He stated and dipped his head to suck on Liam’s neck. Liam moaned softly and arched against Theo’s body. “And because I do this.” Theo licked over the mark he just had sucked into Liam’s skin. “Because I do this.” He sucked on Liam’s earlobe. “And this.” He licked over Liam’s lips before he kissed him for real. When he pulled away, his eyes sparkled and Liam’s cheeks were flushed. “Tease.” The Alpha complained. But he was grateful Theo distracted him. He now wrapped his arms around the chimera’s waist. “Hey, I don’t want the Betas to know something is going on, okay? Just keep it between you and me. Don’t want them to worry.” Theo nodded and kissed Liam’s forehead. “Okay. But I am happy you confided in me.” “I don’t want to worry either but I can’t lie to you.” “I will always worry, I’m your mate, that’s natural, but I will worry even more when I feel there is something you’re not telling me. So tell me everything that bothers you and we will work on it together and I will do the same. Deal?” Liam smiled. “Deal.”

Theo took his hand and pulled Liam out of their room and down the stairs where they slipped into their coats and put on their shoes. “We will be gone for a while, don’t torch the house!” Theo called to the Betas mingling in the living room. Liam heard their indignant squeaks that Theo should have more faith in them and laughed while Theo pulled him out of the house and towards his truck in the driveway.

The whole drive to the tattoo parlor, the couple kept their hands interlaced and even when they entered the parlor, they didn’t let go of each other. Kiki spotted them and came to greet them. “The young Alpha and he brought a friend.” “Kiki, this is Theo, the artist of my first tattoo.” “Ah, your roommate.” “And now boyfriend.” Liam said and raised their interlaced hands. Kiki looked at them both and Theo waved at her and then she smirked. “A part of me wants to ask who I can gratulate to the better-looking boyfriend.” She joked. “Me.” Liam said. “I’m just cute but he is...” He motioned to Theo’s whole being and the chimera grinned. “Always so modest, honey.” The nickname made Liam’s heart sped up which was ridiculous but he loved the fond way Theo said it. Theo now looked at him and squeezed his hand softly. Liam smiled at his mate and then Kiki went down to business. “I guess you’re here because you want something, right?”

****** Theo looked at his arm where the tattoo was now burned into his skin. The two paw prints were located shortly under the crook of the left arm and he loved it. Liam himself had chosen the inside of his left upper arm for the paw prints and it had hurt slightly less than his first tattoo. Now he had the paw prints close to his heart and the simple thought made him smile.

“Happy?” He asked Theo and the chimera nodded. He looked at Liam and his eyes sparkled with happiness before he leaned over and kissed his mate. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Liam said softly and when Theo pulled away, he chased after his boyfriend and then simply crawled over so he was straddling Theo in the driver’s seat. Theo’s arms winded around Liam’s waist and the couple kissed again. Liam’s hands ran through the hair in the back of Theo’s neck and he deepened the kiss when he parted his lips and allowed Theo’s tongue to slip into his mouth. Liam moaned into the kiss, especially when he felt Theo’s hands slip under his shirt and stroke over his back, and he pressed closer to his partner. He wanted to cherish this as long as he could. But a sudden knock at the window interrupted them and the couple broke apart. A police officer stood next to the truck, an amused smile on his face. “Not here, boys, not here.” He scolded them with a laugh and Liam blushed. “Uhm, thank you, we will leave, officer.” He called out and Theo laughed. He gave Liam a light pat on his ass before the Alpha slipped into the passenger seat again and buckled up so they both could drive home.

That Liam sucked his boyfriend off on the drive home and that they spent several minutes making out pressed against Theo’s truck once they finally parked in the driveway and left the car was something between them only (and the catcalls from the pack were ignored and/or flipped off).

****** “I have too many clothes.” Sadie discovered and put her hands on her hips while watching her room. Her usual clean and tidy room looked like her wardrobe sneezed, clothes were scattered everywhere and her suitcase was half unpacked.

“A fault confessed is half redressed.” Mike commented precociously from the doorframe. She ignored him and grabbed some clothes to fold them and put in her suitcase.

“Sadie, we’re only spending two days in New York. Well, three if you count Friday when we’re flying too but still! That’s a weekend. You don’t need that many clothes!” Liam said kind of shocked. He stayed outside the room, not daring to go in there any further.

Theo stepped behind Liam and put his chin on his mate’s shoulder. “You are aware this is a debate you can’t win, right?” He asked with a light chuckle and Liam had to chuckle too. Theo was probably right. Sadie meanwhile unpacked her whole suitcase and started anew. For the fifth time.

“We don’t have a real plan for New York, so I need dresses in case we’re going somewhere more chic like a restaurant, but I also need jeans and sneakers for sightseeing and shopping. And I need a few jackets depending where we’re going and if it’s overheated in there or not, I don’t want to sweat or freeze.” She explained to Maya and Ever who sat on her bed. Maya just nodded. “Makes absolute sense.” She said dryly. Liam chuckled. “Okay, you pack whatever you need to pack but need to pay in case of excess luggage.” “Yadda yadda.” Sadie said and held out two red dresses. “Which one?” She asked the pack and Liam took it as his cue to disappear. He really wasn’t good with fashion and rather just curled into bed with the Alpha journal. Theo joined him sometime later. “I helped her with the dresses but then she asked what kind of makeup bag she should take and then I left.” He told Liam and the Alpha snorted. “Typical Sadie!”

****** Liam and Theo sat on the kitchen table and sipped their coffee while their Betas were mingling on the first floor. The Alpha couple had gotten up early and got ready, relishing in the quiet of the morning, before the Betas woke up and the hectic started. They were like little children, all walking in and out of their rooms, packing things last minute, fighting over whose time it was in the bathroom, getting ready and being busy bees in general and their Alphas sat one floor below them and had their coffees.

“It’s not even six o’clock, remind me again why we needed to get up that early?” Theo asked. “Because of the flight. I’m just following Mike’s timetable. I don’t even know which airline we have but if the pups above us don’t pick up the pace, we will be late for sure.” Liam replied and yelled the end of his sentence upwards so they could hear their Alpha. A thud sounded up and Liam sighed. “I’m okay, I just fell but didn’t break anything!” Nolan called out and Liam sighed again. “You do realize you just called them pups?” Theo asked his mate and drank the last bit from his coffee. He smirked at Liam who shrugged. “They currently behave like pups, so yeah. Pups.” “Cute, Alpha puppy.” Theo retorted and kissed Liam’s cheek while he picked up their empty cups and carried them over to the sink to clean them. Isaac would watch the house while they were away but the still intended to leave it as clean as possible.

Liam stretched in his seat and looked out the window, watched the snowflakes falling lazily to the ground. “Would you have imagined ending your year like this? With a pack, in a pack house, and as First Beta?” He asked. Theo laughed while he dried the mugs and put them in the cupboard. “If someone had told me last December I would be your first Beta and you would be the Alpha, we would have a whole new pack, a new house, and we would have been mated, I would have checked them into Eichen house.” Liam turned his head and looked at him before got up and walked over to Theo. “I’m happy it turned out the way it turned out.” He muttered and wrapped his arms around Theo’s waist. Theo hugged him back and pulled him closer. “Me too.” He said before they kissed. “Think we have time for a quickie?” He asked with a smirk, right when the Betas scattered into the kitchen. “No quickie, we can go!” Mike called out. “Finally!” Theo muttered and Liam grinned, pecked his mate’s lips one last time, and then walked out of the kitchen and towards the front door.

They all got dressed and the stepped outside, waiting for the big cab that would drive them to the airport. It arrived just a few minutes later and they loaded their bags into the trunk before they finally sat inside and drove towards the airport. “I am so excited!” Ever sang and thus a chorus started of everybody exclaiming how excited they were too.

Upon arriving and entering the departure hall, Liam looked at Mike. “Okay, which airline counter do we need, Mikey?” “None, we’re not flying with an airline.” Mike said and motioned for them to follow. He led them through the hall and suddenly it dawned Sadie. “Don’t say we’re flying with...Mikey, really?” She asked ecstatically. “With my parents private jet, yes.” Mike finished her sentence and she whooped. “Whoa, Mike, hold on a second, a private jet?” Liam asked flabbergasted. “Don’t you think this is a bit too much?” “I always use my parents private jet. It’s what it’s made for, Liam.” Mike said while the rest of the pack already dashed into the direction Mike pointed to. “I know what a private jet is made for but I’m serious, Mike. You don’t need all that money and the luxurious stuff to make us like you. Just remember that, okay? We are your real family, we don’t leave, no matter if you’re rich or if you’re broke. We will always stick with you.” Mike looked at his Alpha and sighed softly. “I know, it’s just hard. Most people around me just are nice to my money, so it’s difficult to change my behavior. But I will try to tone it down a notch or two in the future. I know you all like me for me.” Liam nodded with a smile. “Good.” “But come on, a private jet is fine. Just enjoy it, okay?”

“Yeah...Okay.” Liam had to admit the aspect of a private jet got him excited and he curiously followed the rest of the pack into the car that brought them onto the operating airfield and to the white private jet. It looked bigger than Liam imagined it and he was kind of intimidated by the luxury upon entering. Everything was mahogany and leather and everything was twinkling and crispy clean. There even was a stewardess who greeted them friendly and hugged Mike.

“I am speechless. And Sadie looks like she belongs here.” Maya commented. “Because I do. Part of my ten-year-plan. Owning a private jet when I’m thirty.” Sadie replied and made herself a home in her seat. They all took their seats and Liam let Theo have the window seat. The chimera had only been in an airplane twice, when Liam, Scott and he had visited a pack in Boston and then flew back, so Liam knew Theo was excited about it. And that it was now a private jet only made him more excited. He beamed at Liam and Liam smiled back and laced their fingers together.

The stewardess (”Call me Lucy.”) was serving them coffee and even some breakfast and the pack happily dug in the scrambled eggs and the bacon. And even the pilot Paul greeted them and stayed for a little chit-chat with Mike before he returned to the cockpit. And then the jet finally started to move. Theo curiously peeked outside and squeezed Liam’s hand when the jet finally took off. The Betas cheered and talked for a while but when the jet was in the sky for a while, it turned quiet and they more or less either listened to music, read or slept. Liam himself had his head against Theo’s shoulder and soon after takeoff, he was fast asleep too.

The forest was snowy and big snowflakes were still falling to the ground. The winter sun made the snow sparkle and gave everything quite a magical touch. Liam smiled, this was beautiful and he almost missed the light brown wolf in the white environment. The wolf, Liam’s wolf, was happily playing around in the snow, yipping happily when his paws flung snow in the air and Liam chuckled. Seeing his inner animal so happy gave him a good feeling.

And then the black wolf appeared. Theo’s wolf. He made his way over to Liam’s wolf and the brown wolf stopped playing in the snow and tilted his head. Both wolves were now in front of each other and rubbed their heads against each other in a loving manner, scented each other. It was truly magical, having them being so soft with each other and the snow slowly falling on them.

And then Theo’s wolf raised a paw and put it on the head of Liam’s wolf almost as if he was tagging him. He barked happily and then spun around to run away, Liam’s wolf hot on his tail. Liam chuckled. Cute, silly wolves, playing around the snow.

His wolf was chasing Theo for a while and when he finally got him, he jumped him and they rolled around until he pinned Theo to the ground. The black wolf howled happily and then bared his neck, submitting to his Alpha mate. Liam’s wolf leaned down and scented his throat before he curled up with his mate. He put his head on Theo’s back and when he looked at Liam, his eyes flashed red and Liam was sure he saw his inner animal smile.

Liam woke up again and blinked. He slowly raised his head from Theo’s shoulder and noticed his mate waking up again too. He looked at Theo and smiled and Theo noticed his glance and smiled back. “The same dream?” He inquired and it surprised Liam. “The wolves in the snow?” He asked and Theo nodded. Liam beamed at him and now he was the one who nodded. “Yeah.” The couple laughed together and then they kissed lovingly. Maybe it was the mating bond that brought them the same dream or their connection as anchors, but it was a really nice aspect.

Liam leaned against Theo and they both looked out the window. “The world looks so small, I love that.” Liam said with a giggle. “I love traveling.” “I know.” Theo said with a laugh. “Is there any destination where you would like to go? No matter money or time.” He asked his boyfriend and Liam didn’t even need to think twice. “Hawaii.” He replied. “I like the culture, I like the music. When I was a baby my mom used to play a CD with Hawaiian music in my room and I slept peacefully. So Hawaii would be amazing. What about you? If you could go anywhere, where would you go?” “Japan.” Theo said after a little while. “Also because of the culture. I like the way they are so modern and crazy but also so traditional and elegant.” “Oh boy, your honeymoon will truly be something else. Hawaii and Japan? That will be interesting.” Maya joked and her Alphas laughed. “Maybe one day we will go there. Maybe not for our honeymoon though because that would be way too expensive.” Liam appeased.

“Funny, I would have pictured Liam and Theo spending their honeymoon either in Paris or in Rome.” Tim said thoughtfully. “Why there?” Maya inquired with a scrunched nose. “Because it is Europa and somehow it seemed like a good fit for both of them.” Tim explained his idea. “Hm, both sound like good ideas too.” Theo said and Liam had to agree. “There are so many destinations I want to see during my life. Not only for our honeymoon but this pack surely will travel to some of them too.Together, I mean. New York today, tomorrow the world.” Liam joked. Theo, Maya, and Tim laughed. “That’s a plan I’m sure everybody can get behind.” Maya said lightheartedly.

Liam smiled and then pulled out a notepad and a pen. The pack had really decided on doing a Secret Santa and once they arrived at the hotel they would draw the names to maybe already do a little Christmas shopping in New York but he also needed presents for his parents, Theo, Lana, Byron, and Mason. That was the deal. The best friend and the mate also got presents and the former Alpha couple would spend the holidays with Liam and Theo so of course, they needed presents for them too. Time to make a list. Liam usually hated lists but he knew he would feel more organized if he had this.

“You have such a scrawl. What is a libertion hat?” Theo asked who curiously watched what Liam was writing down. Liam squawked. “I can read it and this says Statue of Liberty. Mason once said he wants a little Statue of Liberty when one of us ever visits New York. It’s part of his gift.” Theo pulled Liam’s list towards himself and Liam silently thanked himself that he left the present for Theo open. He had an idea but wanted to surprise his boyfriend. Obviously. “There is no way this is Statue of Liberty. Where is the S? The rest of the word?” “There! This is the Statue and that is of Liberty.” “That’s not Statue, that’s a squiggle.” Liam rolled his eyes. “Are you done criticizing my handwriting?” “No. This is fun.” Theo grinned and Liam groaned. “You’re an asshole.” “You love me anyway.”

“Well, if you think you’re handwriting is better, here, show me!” Liam prompted and held out the pen to Theo. Theo took it and wrote down Statue of Liberty in nice sculptured letters. He smirked at Liam who rolled his eyes again. “Showoff.” Liam mumbled and took the pen back from Theo. “I have the nicer signature. Yours always looks so stowed, as if you were afraid to use the whole space.” “And yours looks like a three-year-old tried to write.” Theo fired back and when Liam glared at him, he kissed the Alpha’s nose. “Stop arguing with me.” Liam muttered. “No. It’s fun.” Theo gave back and chuckled. Liam rubbed his nose and the chimera chuckled again. “Puppy, are you mad at me now?”

“Nope.” Liam said and wrote something on the paper again. He put his best effort in and when he looked at what he had written, he was quite proud. “Looks quite nice, don’t you think?” He showed Theo the paper where he had written Liam Raeken in his neatest handwriting. Theo looked at it for a while, then he swallowed. “Great combination.” And just to test it he wrote Theo Dunbar in his own handwriting. Liam smiled. “Also a very great combination.” He praised and Theo chuckle. Liam wrote down Liam Dunbar-Raeken, just to test it and Theo replied with Theo Raeken-Dunbar. “The double names look kind of weird.” He muttered and Liam had to agree. “Maybe we will change our mind when the day to decide is finally there.” He said and rubbed his cheek against Theo’s, scented him. Theo hummed his approval and turned his head to kiss Liam’s cheek. “I love you.”

“I love you too. But since we’re already talking about marriage, what kind of rings do you want? What material?” Liam curiously asked. “I’m not a typical gold fan, neither rose gold. But maybe white gold or silver? Though silver would be kind of cliché for two werewolves, huh?” Liam snickered. “Maybe. But white gold is a good idea. I would have said the same.”

It was nice to talk about those things when they were not urgent at this very minute and they could discuss this without any pressure. They were already mated, far more binding than a normal marriage, but knowing that Theo still wanted to marry him was just making Liam love him even more.

He snuggled closer to Theo. “This will be a great weekend.” “I’m sure of that.” Theo said with a soft smile.

Couple tattoos. Now a thing with Thiam. I thought it would fit them both, to deepen their connection even further and have something nobody else has and can erase. Anyway: Next stop, New York! I am excited about that.

I wish all of you a Happy New Year 2018! May it be the year your wishes come true and the year you reach every goal you have!! ♥♥♥

#thiam #A tale written with fangs and claws #My writing #alpha!liam #Morning Dew Pack series

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Mother of Monsters

Meg could do mostly anything she wanted. Except for two things.

She couldn’t keep a boyfriend. And she couldn’t keep a baby.

We’ve been friends literally since we were crawling, one of those ‘moms were friends so we were friends’ too. But unlike most times when these friendships tend to grow apart, Meg and I were inseparable. As children we were around the same clothing size so our closets were spread between our houses. My mom couldn’t even remember what was mine and what was Meg’s but it didn’t matter. We shared everything from clothes to toys. She was the only one I trusted with Leon the Lion and Meg would go to sleep if she knew that her Hector the Hippo was in my bed safe and sound.

As teens, things did change, but nothing that changed our friendship. I stayed at a solid five feet tall, gained a lot of weight, and was officially diagnosed with dyslexia. School was hard. I turned into a wallflower.

On the other hand, Meg blossomed to be tall, almost modelesque in stature. She aced all her classes, loved the drama club. And everyone loved her.

However, this didn’t change the fact we were best friends. Meg never got a big head, never got upset with me as she tutored me through English and Algebra. Turned down a guy asking her out because he called me a ‘fat pig’. We were still thick as thieves.

Which is why she told me first that she was pregnant.

It was in the school bathroom, right after third period, right before lunch. Our sophomore year. I was trying to clean my glasses while Meg was leaned over the sink, taking several deep breaths as she was trying not to puke. “Still have that flu bug?” I joked.

“No. It’s, um…. it’s morning sickness. I’m pregnant.”

I dropped my glasses and I’m lucky that they didn’t crack. I spun around, eyes wide. “What?” I asked, wondering if she’d gotten a lousy sense of humor over the past twenty four hours.

Meg nodded. “Y-yeah.” She stood up straight. “I’m having a baby, Lynne.”

Those words were the most terrifying I’d ever heard. She opened up after that.

The baby belonged to David, another member of the drama club. I knew they’d gone on a few dates, but I didn’t know things had gone that far. They’d only done it once, after that they agreed it just wasn’t going to work out. Sex was no hurrah, according to her.

But Meg had gone to the doctor’s yesterday and they confirmed what the five pregnancy tests said.

“Are your parents upset?” I remember blurting out.

Meg shrugged. “I mean, a little? Because we didn’t use protection and I didn’t tell them I was interested in becoming sexually active… I don’t know what to tell David. I think though… no, I know I’m going to keep it. Like. No abortion. I’m gonna find a mom and a dad for this baby, and they’ll be happy. I don’t give a shit what people think anyway. My parents are totally in support too… are you, Lynne?”

I hugged Meg tightly. That was my answer. I’d always support my best friend.

We didn’t have time to find a new mommy and daddy though. Just the next week, Meg miscarried.

Meg was shattered. I was too. We cried together for months.

But Meg was strong. Meg grew stronger. And by her senior year she had a new boyfriend, and a new baby inside of her when she graduated. But things went to shit once again. She miscarried, and he took off. Dickhead.

This became a cycle that was painful to witness. Meg would find a guy, get pregnant despite whatever measures were taken, and they’d break it off as she miscarried. I suppose that’s why she got used to it, I don’t know how many times she got pregnant and lost the child. I was always there though, even as we grew into adulthood. I became a cashier at the fish market, saving up for college. Meg got a job at the insurance company one of her exes worked at, a job nice enough to buy her childhood house as her parents had moved to Florida. No use for a three bedroom house when it’s just you and your partner after all.

Then when she was twenty five she told me she was engaged.

I liked her new dude, I suppose, Craig- he had a good job at the bank. Really solid. Of course I had to ask though.

“Meg, are you pregnant this time?”

Meg winked.

“Not yet. Come over next week- I want you to try on your dress. You’re going to be beautiful.”

I squealed and jumped up and down. I was going to be Meg’s maid of honor. I’d always dreamed of that day. To be standing next to her while she was at the altar. I practically danced around the market while I waited for her to call me and tell me when I could come over.

I went over on Friday after I showered, I didn’t want to smell like fish while trying on my new dress. For hours I stressed over what color would it be? It wouldn’t be pink, Meg wasn’t that crazy about pink. Maybe a deep red, or a rich plum. If it was a spring wedding, I wouldn’t put it past her to pick pastel green.

Meg answered the door in a fluffy green bathrobe. Her hair was all done up and she was grinning. “Get in here!” She said before pulling me inside.

I hadn’t been in this house for a long time, if I’m honest. Normally when Meg and I hung out it was at my apartment or someplace in public. It hadn’t changed much, minus modernizing of the furniture. I walked to the corner where Meg and I used to measure ourselves as kids. Meg’s dad would make a mark over our heads on each birthday and we’d see how much we’d grown over the past year.

I ran my finger over the mark that was still the same height as I was now. Good times. So long ago. Then I looked at the opposing corner to see dozens of more marks. I frowned. We hadn’t ever measured ourselves over there, had Meg’s brother been measured there instead?

When I knelt beside the marks, I started making out the names.

‘Lillie’.

‘Denny’.

‘Ebony’.

‘Emery’.

‘Theo’.

‘Judy’.

“Hey, did someone live here after your parents?” I asked before I turned around.

Meg was holding up the dress bag. “Go, try it on, I think I got your measurements right. You lost like five pounds right?” She asked.

“Eh, seven, but I put three back on,” I took the bag and peered in. I frowned. “… Meg? This is your dress.”

“Nope! Mine’s in the other room.” She grinned and bounced from her heels to her toes, something she always did while excited.

“Then the shop must’ve screwed up, this can’t be my dress,” I said, trying to push it back into her hands.

She pushed it back and shook her head.

“No. I know it’s yours. I already checked.”

In a trance, I walked into the bathroom and put on the dress.

The white, lace dress.

It was perfect. One I’d want to wear at my wedding, a fact Meg knew. We’d been shopping for wedding dresses since we were twelve.

Feeling the victim of a cruel joke, I walked out, ready to tear Meg a new one.

The living room was empty, but I could hear music playing from the basement. ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow’. Again, the exact wedding march I’d confided in Meg that I would want. I balled up my fists and prepared to march right out the door. This wasn’t funny. Meg could go to hell if she thought it was.

“Hello!”

I looked down the hall, the door to the basement.

A little boy, probably nine or ten, was peering from the door. His amber eyes were almost glowing in the dark.

“Come on! Momma’s ready! Momma’s ready!”

The door slammed shut.

Momma? Now someone had put too much effort into this prank. I was ready to punch Meg when I saw her next. I went to the door, opened it back up, and walked down the stairs. I pulled up the skirt to make sure I wouldn’t trip.

The lights wouldn’t turn on, a fact that didn’t surprise me. The switch at the top of the stairs was always finicky. I didn’t have my phone for light either since this dress didn’t have pockets. So I just had to step very, very carefully.

I set my hand on one of the Halloween decorations to steady myself when lights on the floor snapped on, fairy lights for Christmas.

I was standing at the beginning of the aisle, and at the end was Meg, in her own perfect wedding gown. She looked so stunning, the sight took my breath away.

“Can you take your hand off of me, please?”

I gasped as my hand tore away, ready to apologize.

The gargoyle had spoken. At least I think it looked like a gargoyle. Twisted features, sharp chin, demonic eyes. I went pale. I nearly screamed.

But I heard Meg giggle quietly.

“Emery, don’t scare her.”

Emery shuffled his clawed feet and mumbled an apology. This jerked me into walking to the front in quite a hurry. As my eyes adjusted to the low light, I could make out more. Children with horns, children with fangs, all sorts of monstrous children.

I was shaking by the time I reached the end, now feeling safer by Meg. “Who… who are all…” I stammered. I couldn’t make it out.

“They’re my children, Lynne.”

I looked around the room in shock. I spotted the amber eyed boy, he waved a scaled hand and blinked with clear eyelids. “But you’ve never had kids, Meg! You’ve always miscarried!” I blurted out.

Meg shook her head no. “Not exactly. I’m not quite sure why it’s worked out this way. But by the first or second month, they’re usually ready to be born. It’s not really a miscarriage, it’s labor. At first my parents let me believe my first child was miscarried, I’d passed out. But then I heard him crying.” She looked at the amber eyed child with such a smile, and I realized they did have the same eyes. “My parents called him Dennis, I just call him my lil Denny. They were debating on what to do with him, my lil scaly boy. But I made sure I kept him. People wouldn’t look past the scales when it came to adoption.”

Denny’s slitted tongue zipped out as he waved. I awkwardly waved back. I looked around the room. “So, all of these are yours?” I asked. I knew she’d been pregnant quite a bit but I didn’t know the extent.

“Yup!” Meg looked proud. “They’re pretty independent by a few months in. Their fathers don’t understand though. I don’t love them either… not how I love you.”

That was a punch to the gut. My head slowly shook no. “Meg, you don’t love me. You… you would’ve said something!” My voice cracked.

Meg rested her hand on my own. “I wanted to be sure. But it’s always been you Lynne. Always. Every time I gave birth, I always thought how you’d be a good mother to them all. You’d read them bedtime stories, play pretend, feed them… it’d be my dream!” I saw tears forming in her eyes and she clutched my hand so hard it nearly hurt.

This was insane. I’d never even bothered to tell Meg I was a lesbian, I figured it just never needed to be officially said. I looked around. “What about Craig?” I asked. They’d been pretty serious.

Meg’s grip on my hand loosened before she rested it on her belly. “… He did his part. I’m pregnant again, Lynne. He’s already out of the picture. The children need to be fed, after all. What should we name this one? I think it’ll be a girl.”

The name slipped out before I could stop it.

“Lenore. We… we should name her Lenore.”

#horror stories #scary stories #writers on tumblr #sixpenceee stories #creative writing #my stories

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What is/are your OC’s nickname(s) and how did it come about? What is the color of your OC’s eyes/hair/skin? How tall is your OC?What is a noticeable physical attribute of your OC?What does your OC normally wear? What would your OC wear on a special night?What is one word you would use to describe your OC’s appearances?Does your OC have any markings, such as a birthmark or a scar?How does your OC talk/what does your OC’s voice sound like?What does your OC’s bedroom look like?

oooooh. gonna answer for anyone I feel like answering for!

Enny’s a nickname! her name is actually Enlightener, but Echo was like hm I’m going to call you Enny now bcause that’s a mouthful (and horrorterror Enny gets the nickname from [REDACTED] because Enslog’ph is a mouthful). and it stuck. [REDACTED]’s nickname for Enny is Firefly and I can only assume it’s because she’s small and she glows. West has a nickname and it’s East! for obvious reasons. uhhh Deux is called Captain or Cap’n because she’s the captain. and it’s her ultragod name. Hope gets called gingersnap because she’s ginger. no one has a decent nickname except Enny.

Enny has brown hair and brown eyes! Aila’s the same. West has light blue hair they dye themself and purple-blue eyes bcause fuck u one of these kids gets to have wild eyes. Hope has orange hair and light blue eyes. Deux is. uh. well. she’s. an angel? with LITERAL golden skin. it’s. she doesn’t look like a person at all and we’ll leave it at that. glowing eyes an all that. Luca has blonde hair and brown eyes. Enzo keeps dyeing his hair different colors but he also gets brown eyes. Theo and Fate are both blonde with green eyes. Fantra and Dukkel have black hair- Fantra’s eyes are starting to show some red and Dukkel’s are quickly going teal.

Enny is 5′1″ and so is Aila. Hope is aroooound 6′4″ or something?? I forget. Deux is. uh. taller than that. Luca is 5′3″ and Enzo is 5′6″. West is 5′2″. fuck everyone else’s heights except Fern is average height, Haze is Tall, Alex is tall, and June is short. Theo and Fate are both p small.

Enny has four arms and literally glows, plus she has some scars that I always forget about. Deux is a LITERAL ANGEL with six wings. Aila also glows but it’s fainter. Hope’s still growing into her proportions so she looks a lil wonky (and she has freckles). West’s hair is blue but besides that they usually have exaggerated facial expressions. Fern’s surprisingly buff for ur average gamer. Haze has Noticeable eyelashes. Alex has dimples when they smile. June’s smile is wider on the right side of xir face than on xir left. I guess it becomes pretty obvious that Theo’s mute even if you can’t See that. some of Fate’s teeth didn’t grow in straight. Luca also has dimples when he smiles! his grins are also p small compared to other people’s because he’s self-conscious about his teeth- there’s nothing abnormal, he just. ehhh. Enzo’s ears and neck go bright red when he’s embarrassed at all (and, again, wild hair colors).

Enny typically wears long-sleeved shirts and dark colors. her wardrobe got fucked with because of the extra arms but y’know you do what you can with what you have. pants vary but she favors long skirts. she doesn’t really have any special outfits :(. West wears pastels and bright colors! they like hoodies and sweatpants and “jeans” that aren’t denim. they’ll wear a button-up for anything fancy but they don’t really dress up. Hope loves turtlenecks and cozy sweaters and long pants. she likes skirts, too, but she’s always cold so depends on the temperature. she’s still trying to figure out how she feels about dresses (she thinks she likes them, probably), but they’re way more comfortable than dress shirts that never fit her proportions right (what are those sleeves? that’s not how her arms work!) so she’ll wear them for any sort of event. she still thinks she looks killer in a suit, too. and she’s right. Deux doesn’t uh. well. the angel form doesn’t have anything to hide and there’s no way anyone’s about to try tailoring anything for that so. fashion not allowed for Deux. she used to just wear her god tier outfit anyway. Aila wears bright-colored t-shirts and shorts and OCCASIONALLY a skirt. but they aren’t SUUUPER her thing y’know? she’ll dress up for stuff and wear a sundress or something but she isn’t gonna put up with anything uncomfortable. she always gets too warm smh. Luca typically goes in his binder and some neutral-tone pants. he’ll switch into a tank top. if he has to he’ll wear a suit though. he looks very good in one. Enzo wears wild t-shirts and shitty button-ups and adores bright colors. he wears pants and skirts in about equal measure and sooometimes throws on a coat just to have pockets. he can captchalogue stuff but STILL. he might wear an actual dress shirt or he might wear a dress. nobody knows least of all Enzo. depends on his mood. Fate wears absolutely wild colors and likes coats. she never stops wearing one pair of shades. she dreams of having one (1) nice skirt but as things are she doesn’t really have a Special outfit. Theo wears whatever- he’d like more good long-sleeve shirts but it’s cool. he also doesn’t have a Special outfit.

Enny: edgy. Aila: cheerful. Hope: comfy. Deux: terrifying?? West: cute! Luca: tame. Enzo: chaotic. Fate: ...interesting.

ultragod Enny has some scars! some around the bottom right side of her face and some in less noticeable places. Alex has some acne scars but they always cover them up :(.

Enny’s voice doesn’t vary much when she speaks and she keeps a flat tone most of the time. Theo’s just mute. don’t really have voice hcs for any of the others though.

Enny’s bedroom in her house doesn’t have a lot in it and it’s always very tidy. her bedroom on the ship is slowly being converted to a room that is Just A Bed. Bed Room. Bedroom. for now though there’s a desk and a dresser and a LOT of notebooks and papers but that’s about it. Aila’s bedroom is messy as all hell and there’s an organizational system but sometimes things don’t get organized and put away. most of the time. oh no. the walls are painted a red-orange. Hope’s room is mostly tidy but there’s some stuff just laying on the floor. she has one of those plushie nets you hang in the corner of a room and yeet stuff into. it’s great. she also has a collection of beanie babies in there. she has Care Bears wallpaper don’t @ me. Deux’s room is legally required to be neat but that just means there’s no loose papers lying around. everything’s technically put away but it’s not organized. it used to be an absolute MESS but then she became ship captain and ughhhhh. West’s bedroom is a little messy but the floor’s clear. only because it all gets piled up on any surface available. they totally have a corkboard and the walls are blue :). Luca’s room is uh. messy but manageable. there is a trash pile though. the walls are mint and he definitely has fairy lights that didn’t ever actually get put up. Enzo’s room is also messy but manageable but there’s the addition of a Corner O’ Stuff that’s just. there. any time he goes through it he finds One (1) cool thing and gets distracted for the rest of the day. the walls are bright fucking green. he definitely has a lava lamp.

#ask #egby says shit #AAAAAAA TY ANON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#I ramble for 5 hours about my ocs babey #my ocs

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hey do rowan and mialee and nelle for all of them you coward (rowan i love you)

Theodore Howlandt I love you but I’ve been typing for almost 3 hours.

[ OC Ask Meme ]

Rowan Thornbrook

1:List five basic facts about your OC.

He’s half drow buthe looks like a sun elf

He’s actually alittle bit sensitive to sunlight but you’d never guess unless it was superbright

He was trained aFighter but born with the heart (but not stats) of a Druid

He has named all15 of his pet mice and can always tell them apart

His ultimate goalwhen it comes to the party is to try and keep them from dying

2:Post a line of dialogue from your OC.

“Wellhit me with a hailstone.”

3:Post a snippet from your writing that describes your OC.

“Rowanmade the plan to leave Pinegrove after he hit 29. His closest friends hadalready began to marry and settle down, both in and out of town, and he knewthat such a life wouldn’t happen for him. Not in the remnants of a humankingdom that continued to look at him strange even after two decades. He wasalso reaching that age where time wouldn’t affect him in the same way that itwould everyone else. They’d grow old, while he would remain youthful foranother century at least. So he packed his gear and set out, with no cleardestination or goal in mind other than to find a way to restore the throne thathad burned all those years ago. He just… had not even the slightest clue of howto do that.” – From the Riverin Lore doc

4:Post a snippet from your writing in which another OC describes your OC.

“Havesome faith in your little brother, huh?”“Ihave faith in you Nazh, but definitely not in myself.”

Closestthing I got right off. Dialogue between Nazha and Rowan

5:Describe your OC’s physical appearance.

Rowanis a half-elf of short stature, with warm brown skin, light blonde hair, andcool gray eyes. At first glance someone might mistake him for half sun elf,when he’s in fact half drow. He has a broken nose that never healed correctlyafter a fight a few years ago, a bit of a dad bod, and underneath his clothinghides a wyvern tattoo that covers his left shoulder. He tends to wear shades ofgreen, the color of his homeland, and wears chain mail and armored boots alongwith his clothing. He carries a shield and signet ring bearing the emblem of hiskingdom, and wears a scarf embroidered with the same wyvern pattern that he gotfrom a close friend.

6:Describe your OC’s love life.

Rowanhas canonically asked out 2 people. One turned him down because she was alreadydating their best friend (the two weren’t public about it yet), and the otherhad to turn him down because of the engagement he’s in. But Solomon didn’t givehim a no.

7:Describe your OC’s fashion sense.

He’snot the biggest fan of flashy clothes. He prefers to keep things somewhat simpleand practical, though he makes sure there is a reference to Riverin issomewhere in his outfit.

8:Describe one of your OC’s bad habits.

Hecan never seem to actually state the important things on his mind to people.Like the whole “oh yeah I’m a prince” thing

9:Your OC is having a nightmare. What is it?

Thesame one as every night. Altair carries him out of his bedroom and theydiscover that they’re too late to save his parents from the fire burning thecastle.

10:You are conducting a ritual. What 5 items would you need to summon your OC?

Wtfeven is this question.

Iguess it’d be: a peach, the leaves of a rowan tree, a wyvern scale, a woodencarving of a shield, and fur from a mouse.

11:What does your OC want for their birthday?

Cookingsupplies. Whether ingredients or tools doesn’t matter.

12:What does your OC give another OC for their birthday?

Freshbaked goods.

13:Describe your OC’s living situation.

Wellother than being on the road, he lives in a cozy house in a tiny village withhis adoptive aunt and uncle. There’s two bedrooms, one bathroom, and they’vegot a small garden out back. Altair has set up a bit of a smithy as well.

14:What is one of your OC’s secrets?

Honestly?The contents of his nightmare. He hasn’t shared that with anyone.

15:Your OC is given the chance to go back in time. Where do they go and what dothey do?

Hewould jump back to when he was 7 and the fire was burning his home. He wouldtry to warn someone about it, or maybe just make sure that his entire familymade it out alive.

16:If your OC could have any superpower, which would it be and why?

Forhim it’d be something along the lines of either talking to animals or turninginto one…… which is……. A Circle of the Shepherd Druid thing……….

17:How does your OC do during the zombie apocalypse?

Wellif he’s got his sword and shield and crossbow, he’s probably pretty set. He’dbe the one to sacrifice himself for one of his friends though.

18:What is your OC’s dream job?

Eitherworking with animals in some way or baking for a living.

19:Your OC’s life is a musical. What’s the title of their big show-stopping song?

Probablysomething like “Prince of Riverin”

Cuzlike, that’s a big part of his past

20:Post a picture or gif that describes your OC.

Rowan @ the party when all 3 do dumb stuff

Cauder Mel hy Toraviel, Mialee

1:List five basic facts about your OC.

They happilyflaunt their mule traits

They’vecanonically worshipped gods from 3 different religions in some way or another

They would fightgod. 100%. #LetMiaFightTheLamplighter

They seriouslyloved their father, Alits Cadwic, more than anything in the world

They are so veryemotionally immature

2:Post a line of dialogue from your OC.

“Knockknock it’s illusion time.”

3:Post a snippet from your writing that describes your OC.

“Ittook all of Mia’s self-control to not pull out the last of their cash and spendit all there. They couldn’t help but notice a good many people giving them oddlooks as they walked through the market. That was just what happened with amule in the Southern Districts. Their mixed blood was very plain—from theirfuzzy ears and noticeable tail to their elven facial features and build.” –from 77th Birthday in Sayinne

4:Post a snippet from your writing in which another OC describes your OC.

“Thetrouble with hoblings is that, as a rule, they do not like to go to bed. Thetrouble with little elves is that they are inexhaustibly energetic. AlitsCadwic, whose child was both a hobling and a little elf, had no shortage ofdifficulty. Miriel was almost always busy with her star-watching at night;nothing harried her nerves more than putting up with stubborn hobs when shecould be putting up a telescope. So it fell to Alits to meet the foe in battle:the implacable twenty-year-old mule, Cauder Mel hy Toraviel, Mialee.” – from TheThings We Don’t Have, written by Theo

5:Describe your OC’s physical appearance.

Mialeeis of short stature and chubbier build, with bright green eyes and golden hair thatquite literally glows. Their dark skin is marbled by vitiligo passed throughtheir father’s side of the family. They’ve facial features resembling those ofelves, but with the horizontal pupils, sharp canines, fuzzy ears, and goldentufted tail of a hob. Their outfit is loosely inspired by a dragonfly, thoughthe outfit itself is nothing like the fashion of the southern Greencoast.

6:Describe your OC’s love life.

Lovelife? In this 77 year old? I think not.

7:Describe your OC’s fashion sense.

Theydon’t dress like any self-respecting elf of the southern Greencoast. Nobodywears pants. They’re a fan of shortsand tank tops. And also anything that’s glittery. The crystal necklace aroundtheir neck is one of their most valuable possessions.

8:Describe one of your OC’s bad habits.

Fudgingthe truth so that they don’t have to reveal something personal that they don’tfeel comfortable sharing.

9:Your OC is having a nightmare. What is it?

It’sAlits Cadwic Penscolt. He’s there, and they can’t get to him. The Lamplighteris there and they’re keeping Alits from them.

10:You are conducting a ritual. What 5 items would you need to summon your OC?

Shinycrystals, some small ribbons, a holy symbol, some wine, and a dragonfly

11:What does your OC want for their birthday?

Givethem something sparkly and they’re happy

12:What does your OC give another OC for their birthday?

They’llgive whatever trinket or item they can find and afford that they think theperson might like

13:Describe your OC’s living situation.

Wellthey are currently running away from home, but back home, they lived with theirmother and father in a small, one-story cottage. A cozy place for the three ofthem. Stopped feeling like home after Alits passed though.

14:What is one of your OC’s secrets?

Thefact that they ran away from home is a big one. They also try to hide that theywere raised a hesnian (sorry Alits)

15:Your OC is given the chance to go back in time. Where do they go and what dothey do?

They’dgo back to when they were 30, when Alits died. They’d try to stop it fromhappening, but would get an explanation and understanding in the end. Andpeace.

16:If your OC could have any superpower, which would it be and why?

It’shard to want super powers when you’re a sorcerer with a bunch of cool magic.Like, really the only thing they wouldn’t be able to do is travel through time.Or can Wish accomplish that too..?

17:How does your OC do during the zombie apocalypse?

They’dbe the ones tricking the zombies with simple tricks and traps to avoid gettingeaten

18:What is your OC’s dream job?

TheyDon’t Know They’re Still Young

19:Your OC’s life is a musical. What’s the title of their big show-stopping song?

CanI call it “Can’t Come Home” and we all cry?

20:Post a picture or gif that describes your OC.

Mialee @ the Lamplighter

Nellethiel Decidueye Caphrien

1:List five basic facts about your OC.

She outrightadores all animals

She’s a slut forfood

She names her petsafter food

Her favorite foodis Lemon Oreos

Horchaelf

2:Post a line of dialogue from your OC.

“Yeah,I can see why that would be. But I get it, it’s like that for me too.” (Paraphrased)

3:Post a snippet from your writing that describes your OC.

Wellthere’s no actual writing but,

“I’mgoing to shoot the arm of the guy holding the axe so that he doesn’t attack thetiefling.” – Paraphrase of Nelle shooting a guy to protect the brother of ourwizard who wasn’t officially in the party yet.

Also:“Nelle’s going to carry Cedrick every time he passes out.”

4:Post a snippet from your writing in which another OC describes your OC.

Shehas been referred to as “the horchaelf lady” and “a pretty girl” and also “whyare you green?” By various PCs and NPCs. I feel like “Shouldn’t you be in Nelle’sroom” being said by Koraina to Cedrick is a good one.

5:Describe your OC’s physical appearance.

Nelleis a very tall young half-orc-half-elf who is perfectly futch (though pan). Her skin is acool but light green, freckled all over her body, with dark red dreads. A fewdifferent scars mark her arms, legs, and ear, and another goes through her lefteyebrow. Underneath her eyes are pale green tattoos, given to her by her orcfather, and she has the tell-tale half-orc tusks.

6:Describe your OC’s love life.

Iswear the DM (if not the entire party) is lowkey pushing the romanticinitiative between Nelle and Cedrick (our human Fighter) and I am 100% okaywith that and so is Oreo.

7:Describe your OC’s fashion sense.

Nellepicks her clothes for practicality, both when wearing them and for stealthreasons. If she can move freely and use them to not be seen, they’re good.

8:Describe one of your OC’s bad habits.

Sheeats a bunch and has little impulse control with animals.

9:Your OC is having a nightmare. What is it?

Somethingis happening to someone she cares about. Whether it’s her brother Darion, heranimal companion Oreo, or one of her beloved party members (I guess the Oily broscount for that), something bad is going on and she can’t do anything to stopit. That, or she’s in some extremely crowded or closed in space and she can’tget out.

10:You are conducting a ritual. What 5 items would you need to summon your OC?

Uhhhhha hawk feather, a dragon scale, the fletching of an arrow, the water from a brook,and lemon oreos.

11:What does your OC want for their birthday?

Justget her food and you’re good. She doesn’t have many things that she wants.

12:What does your OC give another OC for their birthday?

She’dprobably take them out to get food if she couldn’t figure out something elsethey wanted. She’d pay of course.

13:Describe your OC’s living situation.

Shehas been on the road for 4 years just crashing where she can. I guess you can sayshe’s got a room of her own in the inn in Ironforge.

14:What is one of your OC’s secrets?

UhhhI guess that she has no ambition for her life other than to help with theGuardians. She’s got a job now, she doesn’t know what else to do with herselfother than do that job as well as she can.

15:Your OC is given the chance to go back in time. Where do they go and what dothey do?

She’dprobably jump back in time in order to try and stop Maezl from gettingkidnapped. There’s like,, nothing relating to her that she’d want to mess with.

16:If your OC could have any superpower, which would it be and why?

Shecan already talk to animals what other powers does she need

17:How does your OC do during the zombie apocalypse?

SnipingALL the zombies with her longbow

18:What is your OC’s dream job?

Iguess just working for the Guardians because she had zero standards for whatkinda job she wanted to get.

19:Your OC’s life is a musical. What’s the title of their big show-stopping song?

Uhhhhhhhhhhow about “101 Ways to Work with Animals”

Cuzthat’s her thing

20:Post a picture or gif that describes your OC.

#this was so much aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #ask meme #dunks n dergs #consider the beetle #dnd thursdays #goblin/fae solidarity

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