#and not one set in high school be so serious rn

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if we don't get only friends season 2 i fear gmmtv 2024 needs to be cancelled altogether

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decode (pt. 1) - toji f. x reader

masterlist | part two.

previously titled: leave us

you and toji fushiguro have been in an on-again-off-again relationship all throughout high school. over the summer break after graduation, you find out you're pregnant. too bad toji has already skipped town after your last breakup.

tags: fem!reader, childbirth (not explicit), cheating, gun violence, mention of domestic abuse (not between toji & reader), teen pregnancy (reader and toji are both 18-19 range), mentions of abortion, mentioned that toji sold drugs, americanized setting, non sorcerer universe, 00's setting, reader is megumi's mom, toji initially denies megumi is his, i aged up gojo, geto, and shoko so you can have some frens, exes to lovers (eventually), their relationship is toxic rn, not beta read we die like toji :(

wc: 2.3k

You knew your chances of making it out of this town were slim, but in the back of your mind you had always hoped that you would be one of the lucky few. Finally, you had made it to high school graduation without dropping out or being shot, but you did not make it out unscathed. 

Pregnant.

You didn’t find out until the summer after graduation, when you were still working out financial aid and payment plans with the money you had saved up working at a local diner for the past three years. Toji had already skipped town by then. It stung a little. Learning from his older brother that he had packed up in the middle of the night and left without so much as a goodbye was almost worse. Even though you broke up weeks before graduation, of course he had to throw in one more wrench in your life while he could.

It didn’t truly sink in until you told your mother. Your mother, who was so excited for you to get out of this town since she couldn’t. Who vowed to help you out with tuition payments to get you through school. It wasn’t until you saw her disappointed face that you became angry. Not only at Toji, but at yourself.

She had always warned you about Toji. How he was good for nothing, bad news, just a bomb waiting to go off. You, maybe too young, maybe blinded by love, brushed off her concerns. When he had to go to juvie for a couple months for an assault charge, you stuck by him until he got out. Filling his commissary account with the measly tips you earned from work when his family wouldn’t. Visiting him at every possible opportunity, even though the bus ride to the detention center was a three hour round trip. When he was shot in the shoulder and came to your window bleeding in the middle of the night, and you had awoken her, terrified to death that your boyfriend would bleed out in your bed. He refused to go to a hospital, meaning you and your mom had to stitch him up with rudimentary sewing skills. When he left a couple days later, you had sobbed into the bloody sheets your mom was helping you throw out. When you and Toji broke up for the first of many times, you had cried into her shirt for days on end. You ignored it all, and came crawling back to him every time. 

The first time was because he had cheated on you with a girl in the class above you two. She was older, more confident, more experienced. You had to find out through word of mouth when a friend of a friend had seen them making out at a party you had to ditch for work. At that point, you two had only been together for a couple of months. Probably a bad omen and a warning for how the rest of this relationship would go. You cheated on him with one of his (now ex) best friends to get back at him. You were both young and were each other’s first everything. You had no idea how to navigate a relationship’s complexities, especially one as serious and tumultuous as the one you two had. It only took a bouquet of roses and an apology to get you to come back (in addition to that one dude getting his ass beat).

There was another time when you two had gotten into an argument over his attitude that escalated into a breakup. It was triggered when he had smart mouthed you about a simple comment you made, to which you threw his cheating in his face and you two began to insult each other for the rest of the night. When you arrived home two hours after curfew that night, your mother just held you until you stopped crying.

Your final breakup, the one before graduation, was simply because you were terrified for him. He was selling drugs, and you could see him looking over his shoulder every time you two went out in public. You gave him an ultimatum, and clearly he hadn’t chosen you. He was in too deep, and you didn’t want to have him showing up shot at your house again. Or worse. 

You should have listened to your mother. It was all too much for high school kids. He could bring out the worst in you, but you figured that's just how it was here. You couldn’t count how many of your best friends had abusive boyfriends, abusive parents, lost loved ones to gun violence or something worse. Toji had never laid a hand on you, had never even threatened too, so at the time you thought you had it pretty good. 

But Toji wasn’t all bad. He had his flaws, had done some fucked up shit, but you had never felt more safe in your life than when you were with Toji. He wasn’t affectionate in public, but in private, his favorite thing in the world to do was caress your hair until you both fell asleep. He loved to sneak into your bedroom window after your mom went to sleep just to hold you until you drifted off. When you’d pull doubles almost every weekend at the diner, Toji would bring you food from your favorite restaurant, and you two would eat in his beat up pickup truck until you had to get back to work. When you would visit him in jail for those couple of months, he always had a drawing or an art project made as a gift for you to leave with. For your first christmas together, Toji bought you a beautiful gold necklace that you hadn’t taken off a single time until graduation. 

He put you head and shoulders above every other person in his life. He didn’t like to talk about his parents, but you knew they had given him the permanent scar on his lip in his youth. His brother was grade A asshole #1, and the uncle that he was placed with after a lengthy CPS investigation when he was twelve treated him more like a burden than a person. Toji clung to you. When it all got to be too much, and he was scared you would hurt him too, he would lash out. 

And now there was Megumi. Years ago, when graduation was far away and you and Toji were in a good phase, you two had a conversation about what you would name your kids. 

“Mmm.. I think I’d like to name her Megumi," he had stated. You two were in your room, whispering to each other as he had snuck in that night. 

“And if this hypothetical child were a boy?”

He paused for a second and thought. You giggled at his face as he took longer to ponder. “Probably still Megumi.” He had finally said. 

“Can I ask why that is?” You traced the lines of his bare abs under the covers.

He chuckled and leaned to hover above you on the bed. “Because if we have a child together, it’s a blessing for me either way, mama.”

He sure didn’t act like it. 

It was a cold day in December when you gave birth to Megumi. He came almost a month early, nearly a week before Toji’s birthday. You had wondered, when your mind wasn’t clouded with pain, what Toji was doing as you laid there in the worst pain you had ever felt in your life. Maybe he was out somewhere celebrating his birthday early. Maybe he was dead on the side of some road. You didn’t know, but you couldn’t afford to think about it too much. 

But when Megumi was born, you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything but love him more than anything in the entire world. 

When you found out you were pregnant, you would have aborted if you weren’t three months along. If you hadn’t had your friends at that time, you don’t know where you’d be today. Gojo, Geto, and Shoko had all grown closer to you after that summer. Some people you never expected to see after graduation became your lifelines. You guys had been friends in school, sure. Shoko was even the one to tell you about Toji’s cheating. You guys had never been close until the three of them saw you at work and started cooing over your baby bump. 

While your mom was the only one in the room during Megumi’s birth, those three waited outside for hours until they could meet your son. 

The moment Megumi was placed on your chest, and you had let go of your mother’s hand for the first time in hours, you knew that Megumi was the absolute love of your life. You would do anything for him. 

Over the course of your pregnancy, you hadn’t tried once to reach out to Toji. You were too hurt and angry to want anything to do with him. After Megumi was born, and you found yourself in your childhood bedroom with a crib in the corner, you decided you didn’t want Megumi to grow up without knowing his father, even if said father was a piece of shit. 

So you had called Toji. It was one in the morning. You had just put Megumi down for the third time that night and stepped outside onto the porch to dial Toji’s number. It had been almost a year since you had last heard from him. You didn’t fully expect him to pick up.  

“Hello?” you heard.

For a second, you couldn’t say anything. Frozen over hearing his deep voice for the first time in forever. Realizing just how much you had missed him. His voice was cold, but it was still his voice. You almost didn’t notice when you began to sob. 

“Y/N?” he asked, a bit frantic at the sound of you crying. “What’s going on? Are you ok?” For a moment you couldn’t catch your breath, almost gasping for air. “Answer me mama, what’s going on?” It took you a couple more minutes before you could compose yourself.

“Yes.. I’m sorry. I’m okay. I’m just..” 

It was silent from a moment. 

“Why are you calling me?” His panic from earlier completely dissipated, he was back to a monotone pattern of speech. You paused. Leaning up against the door to your mother’s house. Contemplating how to tell this man, who, if you’re honest, is probably the love of your life, that he has a son. 

“I, um, I have something to tell you.” You kicked a pebble off the porch and watched a car drive by. Toji said nothing, willing you to go on. 

“I… I gave birth last month..” you said. You could feel your nervous energy manifesting in the finger nail you began to chew on. “You have a son..”  It was cold outside, you gripped your sweater, one of Toji’s old ones, tightly around you and sat on the porch steps. You could see every bated breath in the frigid air.

For a moment there was nothing. It felt like forever, waiting for him to respond. Then he laughed. A cold, distant laugh. “How in the hell am I supposed to know if your kid is mine? I haven’t seen you in a year, I don’t know what the fuck you got goin’ on.” 

He was pushing you away, probably scared. You knew that. But you weren’t mature enough to call it out. You were emotional, vulnerable, and now you were angry. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You whispered into the phone. “Do you realize you ruined my whole life? Left me here without a word, all alone? Now you wanna… what.. Try to claim I was cheating on you or some shit?” As you spoke, your voice pitched higher and higher, rage building. 

“Who said anything about cheating?” He laughed. “You could’ve made your way around after you broke up with me. That’s your business.” You could hear people’s voices in the background, a woman said something to him on the other side, to which you could hear him distantly tell her to lay off. 

There were the tears again but this time they were of rage. “So you get to go out clubbing, leave this town, leave me, and when I call you to tell you about your own… your son, you wanna call me a liar?”

“Left you?” This was the first emotion other than indifference or arrogance you could hear in his voice. Anger. “You left me. Don’t push that shit on me. I don’t owe your ass nothin’.”

“I left you because you were selling fucking drugs, Toji. After I had asked you, I begged you to stop. You chose that over me. You. left. Me. Seems like I made the right fucking decision because I’m not having my fucking baby around that shit. Around you.” By this point, you were practically yelling. You moved from your position on the steps to a corner of the porch closer to your house, pacing as you argued.

He laughed, “That’s perfectly fine with me, I don’t wanna be around some other dude’s baby, not my responsibility.” 

Your teeth grinded back with every word. “I’m glad you think that way, Toji, because he won’t ever be around you. It’s fucking-” your voice cracked. “better that way.” 

“What you fucking call me cryin’, trying to push some random fucking baby on me but I’m the fucking bad guy? Fuck off. Dates don’t match.” 

“I’m not explaining myself to you, fucking asshole. Have a nice fucking life. I’m done with you.” You hung up before he could respond. 

For a second you just stood there, watching your cold breath linger into the night. Then, you leaned against the side of the house and slid down to the ground. 

No more crying over Toji Fushiguro. You won’t let yourself. You won’t give him another thought. You and Megumi will be just fine. 

please let me know how you felt about this story! i plan to post the next part super soon! send me prompts and asks if you want too!! this is my first fic in this fandom and also the first time i've written in years, so forgive the clunkiness!

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thank you <3

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also i have another thing, imagine that gojo has a daughter and shes grouped w the first years and she runs away after a fight with her dad (just to get some air) and then there is a special grade curse there and she tries fighting it but she loses and then she runs and either calls ijichi and pretends like nothings wrong and asks if he could send nanami to her location or she knows that nanami lives close to where she is and she shows up at his doorstep all bloodied up from the fight, luckily she didn't lose any limbs because she doesn't know how to use reverse curse technique yet, but she's close with nanami and he's like her sensible uncle (she is exactly like gojo, just a big ball of adhd chaos) shes too stubborn to ask for her dad. idk if this is like a full fic thing, one-shot, headcannon stuff, but if you manage to understand my ramblings interpret it how you want or don't. no pressure at all to write this! don't worry i totally get the new to writing too! rn i'm trying to write a request for headcannons and its kicking my butt. love you <3 sorry if this is a lot

I’m sooooo sorry this took so long I had much going on and forgot about this request :(

Nanami x Fem!Gojo!daughter!reade

Warning: fight scenes, arguing (not really that bad) curses

The sun was setting over Jujutsu High, casting an orange glow across the training grounds where Gojo Satoru and his daughter, Y/n, stood facing each other. Gojo, with his signature blindfold and relaxed demeanor, looked far too calm for the situation. Y/n, on the other hand, was a bundle of energy, her H/c hair bouncing as she shifted from foot to foot, exuding an impatience that mirrored her father’s chaotic nature.

“Dad, you’re being ridiculous! I can handle myself!” Y/n exclaimed, her voice sharp and filled with frustration.

Gojo crossed his arms, his expression turning serious. “It’s not about whether you can handle yourself, Y/n. It’s about understanding the risks involved. Special grade curses are no joke.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, the familiar rush of defiance bubbling within her. “I’m not a little kid anymore! I can fight! Just like you!”

“You’re strong, but strength isn’t everything. You need experience, and running off to fight curses alone isn’t the way to gain it,” Gojo replied, his tone firm yet concerned.

“Maybe I just need some air!” Y/n shouted, suddenly turning away from him, frustration spilling over. Without waiting for a response, she sprinted away from the training yard, the sound of her footsteps echoing behind her.

As she ran through the forest bordering the school, Y/n felt a mix of anger and disappointment. Why couldn’t her dad see how capable she was? She needed to prove herself, to show him that she was strong enough to stand on her own two feet. But more than that, she just wanted some space to breathe, away from the weight of expectations.

The trees whizzed past her as she continued deeper into the woods, her heart racing. It wasn’t long before she stumbled upon a clearing, and her breath caught in her throat. In the center of that clearing stood a special grade curse—a grotesque, towering figure with twisted limbs and a mouth that seemed to stretch impossibly wide, dripping with malevolence.

Panic surged through her, but it was quickly replaced by the familiar thrill of adrenaline. “Okay, Y/n, you can do this,” she whispered to herself, her determination igniting. She hadn’t come this far to back down now.

Channeling her cursed energy, Y/n launched herself at the curse, her heart pounding in her chest. “Get ready to meet your match!” she shouted, a wild grin spreading across her face. She unleashed a flurry of attacks, each one fueled by her chaotic energy and a desire to prove herself.

But the curse was swift and brutal. It retaliated with a force that knocked the wind out of her. Y/n grunted as she stumbled back, but she refused to give up. “Come on! You think that’s all I’ve got?” she yelled, charging in again.

But the more she fought, the more she realized she was outmatched. The curse’s strikes were too powerful, too calculated. It was only a matter of time before Y/n found herself on the ground, panting and bloodied.

With a final desperate attempt, she turned to run, her heart racing as she fled the clearing. The curse let out a terrifying roar behind her, but she didn’t look back. She needed to get away, needed help.

Reaching for her phone, she dialed Ijichi’s number, trying to mask the fear in her voice. “Ijichi, it’s Y/n. Can you send Nanami to my location?” she said, feigning nonchalance.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” Ijichi’s voice was tinged with concern.

“Yeah, just…needed some air. It’s nothing serious. Just send him, please,” she insisted, her heart pounding as she hung up.

The minutes felt like hours as she waited, her body trembling from both fear and adrenaline. She was too stubborn to reach out to her dad; she didn’t want to admit defeat. She could handle this on her own.

Finally, she decided to head toward Nanami’s place, knowing it was close by. As she made her way through the streets, the reality of her injuries began to sink in. Blood dripped from her forehead, and her clothes were torn, but she pushed through, determined to reach him.

When she finally arrived at Nanami’s doorstep, she hesitated. She could feel the pain radiating through her body, but her pride kept her standing. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door, the sound echoing in the quiet evening air.

The door opened, and there stood Nanami, his expression shifting from surprise to alarm as he took in her state. “Y/n!” he exclaimed, stepping aside to let her in. “What happened?”

“Just a little…training accident,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady as she entered his home.

Nanami frowned, guiding her to the couch. “This looks more than just a training accident. Sit down; I’ll get the first aid kit.”

As he disappeared into the other room, Y/n took a moment to collect herself. She was safe now, but the shame of her actions weighed heavily on her. When Nanami returned, he knelt beside her, his expression serious.

“You need to stop pretending everything is fine when it’s not,” he said, gently cleaning her wounds. “You can’t fight every battle alone, Y/n.”

“I know,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “I just wanted to prove to my dad that I could handle it. I didn’t want to be seen as weak.”

Nanami paused, looking at her with a mix of empathy and concern. “Your father wants you to be strong, but that doesn’t mean you have to face everything by yourself. Strength comes from knowing when to ask for help.”

Y/n nodded, tears brimming in her eyes. “I just… I wanted him to see me as capable. I didn’t want to be just his daughter.”

“You are capable, Y/n. But you’re also human. It’s okay to lean on others,” Nanami replied softly, finishing up with her wounds. “And you’re not just Gojo Satoru’s daughter; you’re Y/n, and that’s enough.”

Feeling a mix of gratitude and frustration, Y/n looked at Nanami. “I’m sorry for bothering you. I didn’t want to come to my dad.”

“You don’t have to apologize for needing help,” he said, his tone firm yet kind. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up, and then we can figure out how to handle that curse together.”

After a brief moment of silence, Y/n chuckled softly, the tension easing. “You really are like my sensible uncle, you know that?”

Nanami raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “I suppose that makes you the chaotic niece.”

“Guilty as charged,” she replied, a grin breaking through her earlier distress.

With Nanami’s help, Y/n cleaned herself up and bandaged her wounds. She felt a sense of relief wash over her as they talked, sharing stories and laughter. It was a welcome distraction from the chaos of her earlier confrontation.

As night fell, Y/n knew she needed to confront her father. The thought of facing Gojo filled her with anxiety, but she couldn’t avoid it forever. With Nanami’s support, she felt a little more ready.

“Thanks for everything, Nanami,” she said, standing up. “I think I need to go talk to my dad now.”

“Good luck. Just remember, it’s okay to be vulnerable with him,” Nanami advised, giving her a reassuring nod.

Taking a deep breath, Y/n left Nanami’s house and made her way back to Jujutsu High. The night air was cool against her skin, contrasting her earlier warmth. As she approached the school, she spotted Gojo standing outside, his figure illuminated by the soft glow of the lights.

“Dad,” she called out, her voice steady despite the knots in her stomach.

Gojo turned, his expression shifting from worry to relief. “Y/n! I was worried about you. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” she replied, her heart racing. “I just… I wanted to talk.”

As they stood there under the stars, Y/n felt the weight of everything she wanted to say. “I’m sorry for running away earlier. I just wanted to prove I could handle myself, but I realized that I don’t have to do everything alone.”

Gojo’s expression softened as he stepped closer, concern lacing his features. “You don’t have to prove anything to me, Y/n. I want you to be strong, but I also want you to be safe. It’s okay to ask for help.”

“I know that now,” she admitted, her voice trembling slightly. “I just didn’t want to be seen as weak. I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“You could never disappoint me,” Gojo said, his voice warm and reassuring. “You’re my daughter, and I’ll always be proud of you, no matter what.”

Feeling a wave of emotion, Y/n stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. “I’m sorry for being stubborn.”

“I’m sorry for not seeing how much you wanted to prove yourself,” Gojo replied, hugging her back. “But we can grow together, okay? You’re not alone in this.”

As they stood there, the warmth of their bond enveloping them, Y/n realized that she didn’t have to fight every battle alone. With Gojo by her side, and with the support of Nanami and her friends, she could face whatever challenges lay ahead.

“Together,” she whispered, pulling back to look at her father.

“Together,” he echoed, a proud smile breaking across his face.

And as the stars twinkled above them, Y/n felt a renewed sense of purpose. She was Gojo Satoru’s daughter, but she was also Y/n—a force of her own, ready to embrace the chaos of life, one battle at a time.

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My request are open :p

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DYNAFIRE‼️‼️‼️‼️

WRITE THE CORNY HUMAN ULTRAKILL AU! AND MY LIFE IS YOURS‼️‼️

WHO IS THIS????

Lmfao all jokes aside I don’t think I have it mentally in me rn to do like a full serious fic of the entire story but I could def make an outline…I still need a name for this lmao. My laptop just broke so hopefully when I get it repaired I can work on writing smth good for it (could use my phone but I am so tired rn 😭). Here’s a quick ramble:

anyways it’s not a highschool au necessarily but it does START when they’re all in high school (thank u mirage universe) . Gabriel is a rich Christian family’s prodigy son and perfect in literally every way-handsome, perfect grades, and a leading member of the student council. He’s every stereotype of a good Christian boy rolled into being, and he’s absolutely going to keep it that way, because his entire existence is based around being a puppet for his family and the church.

V is a nobody. They average about three words a month. The reasons everyone thinks V is a freak and either harass them or are terrified of them are simple

They have a permanent angry expression

Dishelved and noticeable poor hygiene

An always growing set of cuts over their body, frequently bleeding through clothes and bandages

A notable record of violent fights

A few public fits of hysteria

The fact that a certain family member who has his “reasons” to know may have gotten the student body to believe they are a criminally insane murderer.

V is the sort of person Gabriel finds pathetic, Gabriel is the sort of person V finds repulsive. Too bad for both of them the student council members have to hold mandated tutoring sessions and V is on their last straw with school administration.

They despise one another.

For now :3

Everyone else is here too but I’m too tired to elaborate rn. I will clarify: while some of the main cast has antagonistic roles all of them have reasons to believe why what they are doing is right and would ideally be explored, I’m not slandering your fave.

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The Jegulily Band Au? 👀

hehehe the jegulily band au started on this post made by archie ( @aithusarosekiller ) and it hasn't left my mind since. go look through the reblogs bc it's a wild ride. pretty sure both of us have most of the posts related to it tagged as jegulily band au on our accounts so go look through it to see us losing our minds

it's shared project so nothing is set in stone but here are my current ideas for it :D

lily and regulus are high school sweethearts, they met bc they were both in the school band and hit it off from there. lots of teenage shenanigans ensue and lily and regulus end up forming a band with barty, peter and remus. it's nothing serious they just kinda get together once in a while to have some fun playing random songs. they continue this after high school as they're all going to college and everything is normal UNTIL sirius brings along his friends (james and marlene) to one of their band get togethers.

james (who is an amazing producer btw) immediately falls for regulus and lily despite them being already in a relationship and he's like so smitten it's adorable honestly. he starts talking to them and once he finds out they would love to make an album and try taking this band thing seriously he immediately offers himself up to help them make music. and he brings marlene (who is a social media manager) into it like "yeah she'll help you manage all of it" (she has no idea he's doing any of this)

idk how they would actually get together but it doesn't matter rn what does matter is that their silly little band debuts and they go viral bc their music is amazing ofc. they make more albums, their music videos get millions of views, they sell out stadiums, life is great.

everyone knows that regulily are dating bc they're so public about it, but no one knows that james even exists (apart from him being credited as their producer) let alone that he's dating both of them. james, being the rockstar gf he is, constantly posts pictures from their concerts, always with romantic captions or wtvr bc he's a lover like that. the comments on his posts are always split between "this guy is delusional" and "how tf does he manage to get the tickets for EVERY DAMN CONCERT??"

after lots of back and forth, regulus and lily finally get james to star in one of the music videos for a song that lily wrote specifically about their relationship. they tease the song for months, posting snippets and strange photos with captions that don't make sense unless you're following james and you can see that the captions are all connected. everyone just thinks james is delulu

a week before the music video drops, the band's official account posts like a 10 second teaser and it's of lily and regulus doing couple shit BUT there's another guy there with curly hair and round glasses and everyone is going insane bc WHY DOES THAT GUY LOOK LIKE JAMES POTTER THE CRAZY STALKER. jegulily are having the time of their lives watching the fans go crazy, meanwhile poor marlene has to deal with the aftermath

this au is just a bunch of crazy stuff honestly i had so many ideas for it but i didn't write any of them down so i'm stuck with what i can remember off the top of my head </3

oh and also peter/remus/sirius are all dating and sirius is a famous model and he just randomly appears in the band's music videos and all the comments scream "WHAT IS SIRIUS BLACK DOING HERE" like sirius doesn't regularly post selfies with both of his boyfriends 🙄

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Hail, Asmodeus!

Y/N, a chronicly lonely woman, resorts to some…drastic measures to supplement her nonexistent love life.

Incubus!Bam Margera X Fem!Reader

(Fluff)

1.9k Words

Warnings: Extremely suggestive content, mention of creepy guys, demonic rituals, stalking, animal death mention, wet dreams, predator/prey dynamic

An: Thank you so much for your requests!! This fic was heavily inspired by this post by @haggarrd and this SPECTACULAR piece of fan art by @the-commonrose which was living in my head for an actual year before I wrote this XD I listened to October Rust on loop while writing this and I think you can tell ;) Anyways, thank you for sending in requests and please, please keep them coming! My inbox is dryer than the desert rn

It was a stupid idea, but you were getting desperate. You were a grown ass woman, and you had never been in a serious relationship. Working from home, you never really got out much and spent a majority of your free time playing video games alone like some antisocial teenager. Even in high school, you never quite developed those oh so important social skills everyone else seemed to have. You yearned for friendship, sure, but you wanted more than that. If not a relationship, as embarrassing as this sounds, all you really needed was affection- something those filthy romance novels you stuck your nose in every night just couldn’t give you. So yeah, maybe you were a little pathetic.

But after trying to meet guys on the internet turned out to be a bust because you ran into one too many creepy dudes, you decided to swear that off, and given the fact you couldn’t talk to men, dating the traditional face-to-face way was out of the question. So one weekend, when you would otherwise be rotting in your bed, laying with your computer on your chest like an otter, you decided to do a little research. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and your solution came to you from, of all places, a seedy Internet forum on the occult. it’s not like you really believed in any of that pentagram of salt, light five black candles crap, but hell, you didn’t have anything to lose.

So, that Friday night, a time for well adjusted adults to go out drinking, party, and screw, you were trying to summon a demon. Yeah, real picture of maturity here. It was an incubus, the website specified- which you only just then learned wasn’t only the name of a band but also apparently some kind of male sex demon, which was close enough to what you were looking for. You went about setting everything up, with all the candles and saying nonsense in Latin, but even after you smudged enough herbs to make your apartment smell like an Italian restaurant, nothing happened. You really should’ve known better than to trust some whackjob on the internet you thought, deciding to go to bed to avoid the gnawing pit in your stomach. Burying yourself in your sheets with a sigh, you tried not to make yourself sick with self pity.

The way your room was set up, there was this window you could almost see out of from your place on the bed, but not quite. For some odd reason, that’s where your eyes were drawn as you sleeplessly stared up at the ceiling with that whole seance thing from a week ago completely gone from your mind. The days were really starting to blend together- wake up, start work, finish work, microwave dinner, sleep. But you tried to keep positive: life isn’t that bad alone, you thought- there’s a lot worse things you could be. But as you started going through the list and you got right in between ‘dead’ and ‘in high school again’, you were suddenly shaken from your thoughts by this stomach churning noise from the darkness- this slow, drawn out scratching at your window. Even though all signs would point to it being some raccoon or mouse, the eerie chill it sent down your spine made your mind immediately go into survival mode. Jolting to your feet, you fell out of bed and scrambled to double check your windows were locked and that there wasn't some home intruder trying to break in and burgle your PlayStation or something. But sure enough, the windows were firmly locked and whatever it was was long gone. Fuck. You were going off the deep end.

After that night , you started getting a little paranoid. Maybe it was the lack of sleep getting to you, but these odd things started happening out of nowhere. The next morning, after that whole scratching incident, when you were brushing your teeth in the bathroom of your shithole apartment, you dipped your head down in the sink and you could’ve sworn you saw something- someone, standing behind you. But by the time you whipped your head up, the only figure looking back at you in the cracked mirror was yourself. Even in public, there always seemed to be something sitting barely out of your line of sight, watching you.

Or these odd physical sensations that came over you at seemingly random times. For example, at night, when you were laying in bed, cozying up with one of those aforementioned filthy novels- because that's what you do when you don’t have a boyfriend. In the silence, the only sound in the room was the periodic flipping of pages until the AC kicked on, which you used to quickly write off the sudden ‘hairs standing up on the back of your neck’ sensation. What you couldn’t explain away as easily was this heavy feeling you felt pushingpushing your bodyyour body down, as if someone had their hand on your shoulder, looking over and studying your every move. But the second you slammed the cover shut and whipped your head around, it was gone. This wasn't a one time thing either- this was routine, always when you were relaxing or busy with something benign. Take, for example, doing dishes. Standing there, elbow deep in murky dishwater, you would start to feel this…warmth surround you- always from behind, and sort of creeping around the rest of your body. And you could feel right behind your ear, these vibrations against your skin, as if there was something there lurking, growling like a starved animal.

Speaking of animals, it should be mentioned here that you never had great luck with living things, and this fact was becoming really apparent as of recently. I mean, you had no problems keeping your plants alive before this, but out of nowhere they all started simultaneously wilting, then browning…then rotting. You tried everything they said to do online, but no amount of sunlight or ph balanced water seemed to reviveto reviSoSo, without too much modumping, you decided to go outside to dump their flakey corpses in your building’s dumpster and oh. It was difficult to see with your arms full of plant pots, but you were almost sure that the thing lying on your doorstep was a dead rabbit. Now you don’t usually get nauseous around blood, but that’s human blood- dead animals are another thing. And as you stared down at the mess of red gristle and white fur in front of you, you could’ve sworn you heard someone whisper in your ear.

Bam really thought he’d get you with that one. It’s a similar concept to how the best beef comes from those cows that get massages and drink beer all day- human souls tasted best with fear, He was quietly watching you from the darkness, brushing against you with feather light touches, whispering gently in your ear, but it was seemingly impossible to figure out how to could get to your head. He was trying every trick in the book, and this woman was still oblivious! Maybe if she had a little more sense in her, she’d recognize that something was a little off after that third consecutive wet dream he gave her, but noooo! She was surprisingly accepting of all of this. In fact, if Bam knew any better, he could’ve sworn you were enjoying this. To say he was frustrated would be an understatement. This lonely pervert of a woman was either very resilient or just plain desperate, and was airing towards the latter.

It was those dreams he gave you that had the biggest effect on you. See, most humans break down- tenderize, if you will, pretty quickly at this sort of thing, but you were a tough nut to crack. But Bam kept his cool- he knew how to get creative in times like these, so he decided that not only would he be weaving these lusty thoughts into your head while you were none this wiser, at the same time, he’d be standing right by your bedside, tracing his fingers over your sleeping form. Nothing too serious, just gently slipping the linens off of your shoulder with a drag of a single clawed finger here, slowly caressing your cheek there. The touch of any demon is incredibly powerful, especially that of an Incubus. But even when you woke up with little red claw marks etched into the skin of your hips, you flat out didn’t care. In fact, you seemed to be going to bed sooner and sooner, in hopes you’d seen that mysterious figure that had you so transfixed.

So, he had to take things into his own hands.

At your window, which you had since stopped locking, Bam peered in with keen eyes, watching you as you laid there, peacefully bathed in the glow of the night. The only motion in the room was the soft rise and fall of your chest with your breath. Like a wild animal stalking its prey, he took this as his cue, silently pushing open the windows with little effort and inviting himself in. But you weren’t asleep. From under half lidded eyes, you finally got the chance to take in the visage of this bewitching stranger that had been haunting your every waking moment. Standing bare at the foot of your bed, stepping out from the cover of shadow and into the light, Bam revealed himself.

Beautiful, dark filigree stood out against his pale skin, one design spanning his Adonis’ belt and the other winding up his side. Razor sharp, catlike claws glinted in the light and, framed that way, he looked so powerful. With that toned, muscular body, you could have mistaken him for a man if it weren’t for the mouth full of fangs he was sporting, almost salivating over your body. The mattress dipped a little under his weight and the set of strong wings that sat on his back settled down against him as Bam practically slithered closer, pausing on top of you to rake a hand through the dark curls that hung in his face, revealing a pair of piercing, clouded over eyes- the eyes of a predator. But even though every feature of his was purely demonic, once you got a look at his face, you realized that he was strikingly beautiful.

It was either the slight flutter of your eyelids or the way Bam could feel your heartbeat speed up against his chest that tipped him off that you were awake. Oh, this was getting better and better. He could practically smell the fear seeping from this woman’s pores as he buried his face in your neck, anticipation hanging dense in the air between your bodies. And Bam sat there for a second, jaws wide but not quite clamping down on your throat, giving you just enough room to panic and wriggle or squirm before he finally got to that delicious prize he was so eagerly waiting for- because he liked to play with his food. Quivering with desire, you couldn’t be happier, because those same dreams you had night after night were happening for real: in your room, to you.

[cloudyscreams]

aikatsu stars 2nd season rant

ok im couple of episodes in now and its a good thing im working while watching because i would rage quit otherwise

have to preface this with wow this is even gayer now with elza being so open with actions and words...

there is a fatal flaw to that though, i cant claim it 100% since im obviously not very deep in the story but she seem manipulative as fuck to me and i would take it if it wasnt so...yucky i guess

like despite me hating edgworth at first manipulation was the fun part with his character and dont even get me started on nahyuta because im playing aa6 rn, i love the guy

elza is just...weird. she is the out of touch rich kid who made fun of you in school. she is regina george of aikatsu (how fitting for her to be in a trio too lmao) ive seen a comment saying its because of her mothers approval but i feel like there were so many ways to set up and develop her character even up to this point that doesnt do....whatever this is. im not the greatest writer (barely one at all) but i personally would make these changes:

dont make hime and some other older and/or experienced characters acknowledge elza to the extent they do. with aikatsu so heavily revolving around feelings and intent i cannot fanthom how anyone would say that perfect but soulless perfomance (and focusing on perfection in the first place) is truly perfect. elza cant be the worlds "greatest idol" because she doesnt really break through, she just maintains the status quo (as a rich person i guess it is in line with her character) to perfection. her brand does look amazing and i think admitting that and her perfomance skills is good and neccesary; but i think its weird for hime to refuse her yet somehow not see that she lacks the fundamentals aikatsu likes to preach about (friends/rivals, individuality, emotions and all that which dont get me wrong i love)

following point 1, i would love to see elza perform more and actually break overtime (maybe it will happen and i will be glad if so). similar to yume's power the perfectionism WILL destroy you and eat you inside (if we are talking about some realism here but even in terms of simple childrens lesson), it would make so much sense for her to one day collapse and have to build up all the fundamentals from the ground up (which is not even that hard to do, she is obviously surrounded by people who genuinely like her and she *is* passionate, just in the wrong direction)

no way people actually like her. skills aside, she is nasty to people she perseves as worse than her...personality is a staple thing for an idol, she doesnt even hide being a mean girl??? if even two cases of her being rude got known i feel like she would lose a lot of fans (happened irl at least in k pop several times!!). maybe its too realistic of an approach for aikatsu but it would make sense for her to be two faced, at least

thew thing i hate the most about aikatsu - they dont commit to the antagonists being antagonists at all. the stakes in dreaka arc were so high (according to the show itself!! they literally set it up as a job competition situation) and then it was just a big nothing because wow dreaca idols are actually good and we all get jobs. i get that being a bigger person for mc is the route they take (and with ichigo it genuinely made sense, she is just like that with everything) but no one being even a little hesitant about their supposed rivals?? not even mentioning how mary sue most of dreaca episodes were (again, especially seira) where they got the jobs just because they were the new characters. the conflict was set up and then not developed at all!!!!! either make them so evil im allowed to hate them and not cheer for them or dont make them so mean spirited in the first place, esp now with eliza. i hate that they make it seem so serious but then you are supposed to be like wow i love these new girls. LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER

ambiguous and morally grey characters are great dont get me wrong, but what aikatsu does is just inconsistent with what they themselves set up the show to be. i loved the first season of stars because the rivalry and conflict was there with yume and laura but it wasnt showed as laura just being a rival and nothing else. even if they werent friends with yume (or more from what i see lmao) i would take it because her growth arc is amazing. there were no antagonists but the stakes were still high and it was interesting to watch. i think the most beautiful aikatsu arcs come from similar place: admiration, chasing someone out of reach, battling yourself and *friendly* rivalry. i love akari's story even though its a weaker season compared to the first one because it was mirroring ichigo's arc so much

all of that yapping basically to say that antagonists in aikatsu are always inbinsible somehow: no matter how good the mcs get, no matter how many "thinking" mistakes that were already overcome by mcs they make they never fail and it pisses me off because its just not following the universe?? world logic?? rules. i get that power of love cant make you sing better irl but fuck its such a central theme in aikatsu that i refuse to believe they suddenly decided not to apply it to elza for any reason other than "she is better because we said so"

[trickstertriangle]

if yer actually gonna look into the hatchetfield musicals and stuff i mentioned, here's some tips on watching order, info on genre and some of my opinions!:

BEWARE. LONG INFODUMP INCOMING.

the genre of these musicals is comedy-horror. horror-comedy? whatever the order, those two. they have death and violence and stuff, there's also swears and sexual references and jokes. all three musicals have a central m/f romance, but i don't think they feel forced or anything.

the musicals were originally all performed live, but team starkid recorded and cut them as if they were movies, utilizing different camera angles, and on occasion adding small effects like lightning. basically, they're not just uploading a recording from the back of the theater. (those wide view recordings were originally available to purchase, but idk how to watch em rn, havent looked into that.) due to being a recording of a live show, the reactions of the audience can be heard. i don't mind it, don't think they obscure any dialogue, but thought i'd warn ya.

like i mentioned, all three musicals can be found for free on youtube on the team starkid channel. if i recall correctly, all the musicals have subtitles, and some of the bonus series eps do. maybe even all of em minus the 1st one's 1st one.

watching the musicals and bonus stuff in chronological order (the order they were uploaded, oldest to newest) is definitely a good way to watch em to ensure you get all the references in the later stuff. i don't think getting all the references is required, (i watched the 3rd musical chronologically before watching the 2nd one or the bonus series, and i still enjoyed it) but i presume it would elevate the experience.

"the guy who didn't like musicals" is chronologically first, and sets up the place and the vibe. i'd say this one leans more towards comedy, but there are some quiet, serious moments too. (this one is maybe my favorite. it's really hard to choose between this and the 3rd one.)

"black friday" is chronologically 2nd. it has a more serious tone and contains heavier topics. it also delves further into the hatchetfield universe, revealing some key lore. i personally didn't enjoy this one as much as the other two. i do still think it's worth the watch for the lore, but if ya liked the 1st musical but dont vibe with this, feel free to skip to something else.

following this chronologically is the bonus series "nightmare time", which has 3 episodes each containing 2 stories about hatchetfield's inhabitants. reveals a lot more lore about the universe and the characters who didn't get the spotlight in the musicals.

the episodes of "nightmare time" were originally recorded live on zoom, as they were made during covid. they're stories read by a narrator (one of the writers) and the actors. the actors are actually acting, but if ya struggle paying attention due to the zoom formatting, i've heard people suggest treating em like podcasts, or putting them on in the background, and i think both of those options work.

next up chronologically is "nightmare time 2" another series this time consisting of 4 episodes, eps 1 & 4 have one longer story, eps 2 & 3 have 2 stories. reveals more stuff and the production quality is better than the 1st "nightmare time". i believe they switched to prerecorded footage instead of live readings this time.

then, the latest hatchetfield musical. "nerdy prudes must die.". i'd say this has their best production quality yet. i also think the balance between comedy and horror is pretty good. there's plenty of serious and heartwrenching moments, but also a bunch of laughs. the setting is a high school.

after this the "working boys" short film was released. i think it's a short film. i haven't had time to watch it yet, unfortunately, so no further comment on it.

there might be one or more bonus things but i'm not a 100% sure about it so i'll leave it out for now.

and yeah! content warnings and more specifics on the settings and plots of each thing can be found in the descriptions, i believe. if not, send out a call for help here (or in the discord) and i'll arrive.

any questions? i know that was a lot, apologies. I eally like hatchetfield.

woahhh... that's a lot! thank you! i'll be sure to look into it!

[callme-dickmaster]

Sweetheart - (eddie munson x reader)

Ch. Four - I Love Halloween

summary: halloween night brings near car accidents and the entrance too a party. pairing: eddie munson x fem!goth!mayfield!reader cw: 18+ (minors dni) this is obnoxiously long, unfortunate use of y/n, i don't think i projected in this one, language, mentions of abuse, billy hargrove, almost unaliving middle schoolers, mentions throwing up, underage drinking -i think that's all- author's note: i can't with these warnings lolll. I'm sooo sorry this one took so long omg. I've been so busy with work and I am so sick rn it's ridiculous. But I'm gonna write anyway :) pls let me know if i missed any warnings. love you <3

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Y/n bounced her leg nervously as her and Billy waited for Max to come out of the school. "Dude where is she?" she mumbled. Billy shrugged, dragging his cigarette. Y/n sighed and stared at the hill Max skated down the day before. Just as she was about to go up there and get her herself, Max came gliding their way. She smiled nervously at Y/n and kicked up her board.

Billy sighed, tossing his cigarette. "You're late again," he said.

"I had to get catch up homework," Max replied, tossing her board in the backseat. "Jesus. I don't care! You're late again and you're skating home," Billy replied. Y/n narrowed her eyes at him as Max crawled into the backseat. "Don't go after my sister like that, man," Y/n sighed. "Or what?" Billy sneered.

"I'll tell."

Billy's face dropped and Y/n got in the car. Billy got in right after and turned the car on. In his little temper tantrum, he swerved out of the parking lot a little too fast, almost hitting a group of middle schoolers on the way out. Y/n stole Billy's lighter and opened the glove box. She grabbed one of her rolled joints and lit up, cracking the window.

"This place is such a shithole," Billy complained as they sped through the neighborhoods. Max and Y/n shrugged. "I like it," Y/n replied. "Yeah, it isn't so bad," Max added.

Billy dramatically rolled his eyes. The sisters constantly got on his nerves. They would disagree with him and agree with each other just to push his buttons, and they wouldn't hesitate to toss him under a semi-truck if they needed to.

He rolled Y/n's window down all the way and plugged his nose. "Smell that? That's actually shit! Cow shit!" Billy exclaimed. Y/n stuck her face out the window and inhaled deeply. It didn't actually smell like cow shit, she just wanted to gross Billy out.

"I don't see cows, man," Y/n replied, rolling up her window. Billy scoffed, "Clearly you haven't seen the high school girls," he mumbled, earning a snort from Y/n.

Billy rolled his eyes, "So, what? You like it here now?" Max shook her head and said no. Y/n smiled, "Yeah."

"Gross! You're not serious right?" Billy asked. Y/n shrugged, inhaling more smoke. "I figure it like this," she blew it out, "we got moved here and we're kinda stuck here. Might as well try and enjoy myself."

Billy glared at Max through his rearview mirror. He blamed her. He didn't like Max at all. He could tolerate Y/n in small doses, but he didn't like her either. He found them both insufferable. "Yeah, we are stuck here. You're right. And whose fault is that?" Billy growled. "Yours..." Max whispered. Billy picked up on her attitude quickly. He knew he should've just left her to skate home. "What'd you say? You say it's my fault?" Billy snapped. "Dude, she didn't say anything," Y/n said. Billy hushed her and kept looking at Max. "You know whose fault it is..." he trailed off.

His eyes were set on the redhead in the backseat. Max shrunk into herself trying to make herself as small as possible.

"Say whose fault it is," no answer, "Max... say it." Y/n shook her head and Max kept her mouth shut.

Billy finally snapped, leaning into the backseat and screaming in Max's face. Y/n yelled, but Billy swiftly changed gears and sped up the car. "Billy, I swear to fuck! If you kill me in this car I will fucking castrate you!" Y/n yelled. Billy flipped her off and slammed on the gas. "Billy slow down!" Max called. She could see the three boys biking ahead of them. They weren't friends but she didn't want to see them get hurt. "Why? These your new hick friends?" Billy yelled. Y/n leaned forward and squinted. "I don't know them! Just slow down!" Max replied frantically. She shook Y/n's shoulder with a pleading look on her face.

Y/n looked between her and the kids they were rapidly approaching. "Billy, they're just a couple kids. Let it go!" Y/n said, shoving his shoulder. Billy ignored them completely. He was having fun and didn't care about the consequences. Max yelled at him to stop, begging the older boy to stop the car or slow down. Y/n braced herself for impact but when none came, she opened her eyes and looked behind her.

"Dude, that was fucked up, man! I'm serious, don't do that!" Y/n exclaimed. She was nervous the rest of the ride home, but luckily Billy was done with his bullshit.

Y/n and Max practically ran into the house to start changing into their costumes. Y/n was going as Wendy from The Shining because she couldn’t find any funny costumes on short notice. Max came in in her costume with a huge smile. “Can I use your pillowcase? It’s bigger than mine,” she asked. Y/n laughed and said okay. Max ran to grab Y/n’s body pillow and stripped it of the case.

When they were both ready to go, Max and Y/n walked around their neighborhood for a bit getting some early candy so Max could eat while she walked later. Y/n also just wanted candy. They looped back around when the sun set, and Y/n met Steve Harrington in her front yard.

“Steve!” he turned around and smiled at her. “Hey! I was gonna go up there and everything and you weren’t even home,” he spoke. Y/n held up her bag full of candy.

“All for some 3 Musketeers. How dare you?” Steve laughed.

Y/n grinned, “So sorry good sir. But I would make you explain to Billy why you’re at my house a million times if it brought me closer to nougat.” She kissed her Ziploc and smiled happily at him.

Steve nearly made a face at the feeling her looking at him like that gave him. it wasn’t a bad feeling. He felt like he was a middle schooler. Crushing on a girl who wouldn’t even look twice at him.

“Who are you supposed to be?” Y/n asked, circling him. “Oh, Risky Business,” Steve gave her the finger guns.

Y/n nodded slowly, “I’ve never seen that.”

Steve stopped and gaped at her. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You’ve never seen Risky Business?!” he exclaimed. Y/n shook her head, and he ran a hand through his hair.

Steve shook his head, “No. We’re fixing that. Tonight, you’re coming back to mine and we’re watching Risky Business.” Y/n shrugged and agreed. It was just Steve so who cares? “Well, who are you?” he fired back. “I’m the dumb bitch wife from The Shining!” Y/n exclaimed before faking a scared expression and flopping her hands in her face. Steve laughed and decided to take her to the car so they could get Nancy and leave before the party was too crowded. Y/n put her candy in the glove box, and they were off.

“Where’s Nancy?” she asked.

“Your house is closer to mine than hers is. Plus, I don’t think she would’ve been ready to go if I went there first,” Steve said.

Y/n chuckled and turned on the radio. Psycho Killer by Talking Heads started playing and Y/n laughed. “W-what?” Steve stuttered. Y/n shook her head, hiding a smile. Steve poked her shoulder over and over to pester her into spilling. “Okay! Okay! It’s just a very Steve song to play,” she said. Steve laughed, “What does that mean?” Y/n turned in her seat to face him.

“Like, if I thought of you. If I were thinking ‘Steve Harrington’ I would think of that song. Or Girls on Film. That would work too,” Y/n explained.

Steve hummed, nodding slowly. His expression slowly turned into a teasing smile. “Aww Y/n… You think about me!” he teased. “No sir! Nope!” Y/n laughed. “You totally do! You’re so into me, it hurts,” Steve continued. Y/n punched his arm with a fake angry face. “I’m gonna beat you up, I swear,” she said.

Now, she would be lying if she said she didn’t find Steve a little attractive, but not like a boyfriend attractive. More like a “I would hit it for the one time and move on” kind of attractive.

Y/n looked out her window when Steve parked outside a nice two-story house with Nancy standing outside. “What’s up, baby?” Y/n yelled, sticking her whole upper body out of the window. Nancy covered her mouth and laughed, forcing Y/n back into her seat before hopping in the backseat. The trio listened to music and talked the rest of the way to the party and Y/n wondered if she would see Eddie there. “He-hey. What do you guys know about Eddie Munson?” Y/n asked. Steve made a face and Nancy looked confused again. “Isn’t he that weird kid?” Steve asked. Nancy nodded and looked at Y/n. “I have third period with him. I was just wondering,” she said.

Steve shrugged and parked the car in the street in front of the house that was already packed with drunk, high, and sweaty teenagers.

Y/n took out her bag of “special stuff” and checked to make sure it was all there. “Shit, Y/n!” Steve breathed in surprise. She looked at him with a “what?” expression on her face. “I didn’t know you did that stuff,” Steve said. “Yeah. It keeps me calm and helps my pains,” Y/n said, stuffing it back in her jacket pocket before jumping out of the car and following the couple inside.

“Don’t act all innocent, Steve. You and Tommy used to smoke together all the time,” Nancy laughed. Steve put a finger to his lips and shushed her. Y/n snorted and followed the couple inside. She sidestepped a girl throwing up and took Nancy’s hand. “No ma’am,” Y/n whispered. Nancy snickered and pulled her further into the house. Y/n’s eyes widened. Toilet paper, food, cups, anything you could think of was thrown all over the house either in decoration or just to be thrown. She recognized the counting outside for the keg they obviously bought for this party. It smelled like ass in the house, but Y/n felt like she didn’t want to leave.

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[molloytheboy]

tagged by @dead-ghost-walking to answer these fun fic writing questions!

How many works do you have on AO3? 42

What’s your total AO3 word count? 138,556

What fandoms do you write for? currently just the Vampire Chronicles but when I first got back into fic writing in 2020 it was Dragon Age

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? Does it feel like a dream, Mr. Molloy? | Next to Never | The Fight | Come As You Are | If This Be Nothing

5. Do you respond to comments? Usually yes! I love receiving them so I try to encourage it as much as I can by interacting <3

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Probably gotta be the fic where I killed Louis (which I do still plan on finishing btw)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Holy Ground :)) this one is sickeningly sweet tbh i was in serious need of some fluff when I wrote it

8. Do you get hate on fics? only very rarely. basically never happens now that I only allow comments from people with accounts

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? yes. all kinds. all of the kinds. VC Kink Week 2023

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? not currently but crossover crackfic was how i started my fic writing career back in high school. craziest was a roleplay with my bestie that involved characters from Naruto, Samurai Champloo, DNAngel, Fruits Basket, Gravitation, and Fullmetal Alchemist

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? not to my knowledge. nice thing about writing for such a small fandom someone would probably notice and notify me pretty quick

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? no

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? yes

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? idk if i can pick one definitively but its a VC ship for sure. its kind of all of them tbh all the main canon ones. i cycle thru obsessing over each of them depending on the fic im working on. if i was forced to choose at gunpoint i would go with Nickistat

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? hate the phrasing of this how dare u make me face my demons. I will finish all of my wips i will break the cycle and then i will be free and never again be plagued by thoughts about the Characters in Situations. i know this sounds like a cop out answer but i genuinely with all my heart believe that i will eventually get to all 17 of my wips this is simply the extent of my hubris

16. What are your writing strengths? dialogue i think. and smut idk can smut be a strength. tbh i haven't received a lot of constructive feedback on my writing outside of fan spaces so i dont feel qualified to answer this

17. What are your writing weaknesses? over-explaining/over-describing characters actions and motives and emotions in a scene. i feel like this is smth that doesnt come across in my final drafts as much anymore bc ive been actively working on it but this is the thing i consistently struggle with during the process. also i tend to be kind of lazy with research which isnt the best quality to have when you write mostly in historical settings. but with fanfic i feel justifed in only spending one hour instead of three reading up on life in 18th century Paris since i do have a life to get back to at some point. if i was writing for publication i would try harder

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I do it, poorly. almost exclusively French in this fandom, and a little Italian. I do my best to check multiple translation sources (from real speakers if possible) and find example sentences to base my grammar on. but again, this is a hobby so I don't hold myself to the same standard I would if I was doing it professionally

19. First fandom you wrote for? pretty sure my first fanfic was that crossover i mentioned earlier so. all of those

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? oh boy. hold on gimme a sec. ok i think its Against All Odds rn. i was at the top of my game when it comes to Loustat banter (had recently reread the first 3 books) and its very tight and compact and cinematic im still really pleased with it 2 years (??!?!?!?) later

tagging @nightcolorz @butchybats and anyone else who wants to! u can say I tagged u <3

[celestie0]

at what age did you experience ur first real love? i’m about to turn 20 and i feel no hope for myself. maybe my standards are too high but i legit can’t see myself with someone. i’ve had only one relationship back when i was 17 but it only lasted a few months, idk it just felt like a fling to me

sorry if this is so random 😭😭

hi bb! i’m so super bad with feelings of love because i feel like i’ve gaslit myself into thinking ive fallen in love w people in the past but in reality it was just infatuation LOL

but hmm i’d say the first time i experienced real love would be when i was 19 with a guy i met my first year of college? i’ve talked ab him before lol he inspired one of my fics, but yeah tbh i think i’ve only felt love for one other person since then, but it’s been a couple years since i’ve been in any sort of serious relationship haha i explored a lot of dating in my early adulthood years but haven’t really been open to seeing people recently (mostly bc i’ve known for a while that i’ll be moving soon for school lol but also i don’t think i’m quite ready to be in another relationship again)

i’m sorry you’re feeling that way ;( i think it’s normal to feel uncertain about things such as love or relationships, especially at your age since 20 is very young, and i think everyone’s journey is different. some people have to sift through many partners from an early age n even then may not feel like they’ve found true connection, while for others it may come in the form of just one person they were never expecting to have met in the first place! my cousin was single well into her late twenties but she met her husband right before she finished grad school n they got married last year :”) i really don’t think there’s any sort of set timeline for these things, especially matters of the heart

i know it’s hard to picture yourself being with someone if you feel inexperienced or scared, which is all totally normal, but i think as you grow n evolve as a person, the way you see yourself in that light can change as well. i didn’t kiss or have sex w a guy until i got to college, so throughout high school when my friends were having boyfriends n stuff i felt really self conscious n like i was falling behind somehow, but looking back at it now im happy w the way things were n the way things are bc i know what i want n also i know what i myself am capable of giving someone else rn

but also i chalk a lot of it up to just the way our generation has been set up to socialize lmfaoo there really is a loneliness pandemic i think! it’s crazy how there’s many ways to communicate, and yet somehow it’s a struggle to create n maintain connections w people haha i talk ab this w my friends all the time. it’s very real n valid n you’re def not alone in how you feel

hope this answers bb sorry if this is kinda long :””) but im wishing the best for you! <33

[saerins]

“there are a lot of things she’s done (before sae)” OMG PLEAZE SPILL 🥲🙏 (only if you want hehehe) but in response to that, does anyone or the public in particular, know about the shady shit that bianca has done? serious or not. or is she just good at getting away with her innocent nepo acts 😃

hahahah gee damn, okay some subjectively(?) negative things bianca has done (in her youth ok !!! remember):

got a makeup artist fired off the set and blacklisted from working with anything related to bianca and her family just because they were talking about her behind her back

seduced someone’s boyfriend into kissing her just to prove she was better than her (because the girlfriend made up a rumour of bianca’s bullying allegations in high school which almost blew out of proportion, all in the hopes of getting the brand ambassador deal instead of her) — yes, this was also the boyfriend’s fault too for being seduced; like they say, can’t steal a man who doesn’t want to be stolen. bianca made sure the girlfriend saw. (also - no, bullying allegations are untrue.)

let her fans go after another model on social media after tabloids spread misinformation that they were “jealous” of bianca and was speaking negatively about her to her friends during one of the award shows they were invited to. (this was entirely due to fan speculation and even though bianca was aware of it she consciously decided to let it be without straightening things up. she ignored the other model’s attempts at reaching out and apologising for the misunderstanding - she asked for help to clear things up because it was a lot and bianca didn’t bother to open it. she was lowkey thinking the other model was hot stuff and didn’t want to be replaced on the leaderboard.)

btw all three of them mentioned above are okay rn hahahah just fyi :’) and yes, she’s good at getting away with things. a lot of these are done in a very low-profile way. plus, in general people know that bianca (or her family at least) has a lot more power than they do, so to them it’s too much of a hassle and she’d get away anyway, even if not unscathed, so it’s not worth it to them. none of this has ever reached the ears of anyone outside of the victims’ circle. especially when people meet bianca for themselves and find that she’s fairly polite to them so they form their own other opinions even if they have heard of her deeds.

[lizbethborden]

did you watch the new abbott ep? thoughts?

I did! I was kind of 50/50 on it. Sorry in advance for rambling LOL

I feel like the double episode format just... Really messed up the pacing. Way too much happened in way too little time, so there was nothing satisfying and the stakes didn't feel very high. I think there were also some big missed opportunities.

"New Ava" gets resolved in like the first 10 min with 0 impact on the overall story or the characters... like why. This should have been dragged out for the whole episode IMO, it would have been so fun. But they just wanted to get it out of the way to race to the Janine-leaving-Abbott story. Also Janelle looked fucking amazing and pretty much stole the episode, so they should have just let her run away with it instead of confining the humor and drama to the very beginning.

"Oh no Janine went to work for the district, oh no Teddie isn't going to happen maybe, omg Janine is working with a new cute guy" doesn't generate any emotional tension because it all gets talked through by the characters in a short time span and Janine and Gregory are friends again by the end of the episode thanks to the timeskip. The will they/won't they was timed really well throughout the first 2 seasons so where is that sense of timing now yk...

Barbara like... did not do much to be honest... She resolved the New Ava problem, but after that mostly stood around and was a sounding board and complained about the district/changed her tune after ONE conversation where Manny said what could reasonably be, pardon me, just bullshit, bc we don't know him well as a character yet, and somehow Barb was like yay :) I like the district now :). She felt really underutilized. She deserves a PLOTLINE this season. I feel like Sheryl gets a lot of praise and attention, but the show doesn't always give her opportunities to match what she really contributes.

The Gary/Melissa situation ground my gears a lot, like it's super great that Melissa stands her ground and rejects him with everyone's support, but tbh "Gary does a massive misogyny using the Philly Eagles and the whole school as a prop" seemed like a moment for Melissa to be angry, not just sad. Like why did she end up comforting HIM? I feel like every time the show brushes up against misogyny something dumb like this happens

Jacob is Jacob and does Jacob things which is fine.

I'm also wondering: where is the charter school storyline??? Have they not been able to get Leslie Odom Jr back? They set him up as a Big Bad and the threat of Abbott being forcibly turned charter as a serious concern and then that completely vanished. Does ABC have some charter school people on its board...? Lol. I would love to find out if maybe Manny and his weirdos could play into this and turn out to be charter school villains but rn this just feels like a major loose end.

It's hard bc I have such a sentimental attachment to the characters and seeing them all back again was so nice. But this felt like a super clumsy start to the season. I'm sure there was a lot of pressure on the writers as well, not just in terms of the double episode format, but because the show has gotten so many awards and so much press, they may have felt they HAD to throw absolutely everything out there to build up the premiere as huge and explosive.

I'm hoping the return to the half hr format will help smooth out a lot of the wrinkles and help bring back some of the structure, because IMO there were definitely hiccups and missteps in past seasons, but you could really feel an underlying story structure for many parts of the show (Teddie, Barb and Janine's relationship, Ava's growth, Melissa and her personal life). Fingers crossed ig

[spacepunksupreme]

What is some good vampire media i. Like just came to the realization that I don’t know much. Finishing Dracula and watching the movie soon, watched the Netflix castlevania and i wanna watch iwtv soon (both of them)! I ask because I trust ur taste :-]

AH Hi! Feeling very honored that you trust my taste aha

I hope you enjoy Interviw with The Vampire and whichever Dracula movie youre watching! There is certainly no shortage of Dracula movies out there for one, both actual attempts at adapting the book and otherwise. There is literally (at least) one for every year from 1969-1979 lol so if you dig 70s stuff that’s certainly something to explore.

Obviously there’s vampire stuff out there in a range of aesthetics and subgenres, so I’m gonna try to cover a little variety of vibes off the top of my head, and hopefully one of these things is in your preferred flavor of vampire :) 

unorganized list with brief synonsis’ under the cut

As for serious vampire series the only thing that comes to mind rn are some anime/manga. Vampire Hunter D is a light novel series with two anime film adaptations. The newer one, Vampire Hunter D: Bloodlust (2000) is like an all-time favorite animated movie for mine. D is an angsty half-vampire vampire hunter, and it’s also set in a post-apocalyptic sci-fi/fantasy world. Really good mix of more traditional vampire lore with science fiction elements. Vampirism is implied to be the effects of a plague that swept earth as well as like a magical affliction in this.

Trinity Blood is a similar post-apocalyptic hard sci-fi/fantasy mix. Leaning more on the gothic fantasy side. It’s set in a world where we’ve gone back to the Catholic church being the dominate like governing force, so the main character Abel is (again an angsty half-vampire vampire hunter) a funny little priest man. The vampires are like really demon/angel vibes in this, but are also implied to be the result of intermingling with an alien species that humanity fought pre-apocalypse, if I remember correctly. I havn’t read or watched any of this since high school so it might suck now lol

The Hellsing manga/Hellsing Ultimate OVA. An all time fav of mine, but I also havnt reread any since high school so, again, it may suck now lol. This one is more modern than anything traditional fantasy. It’s set in the 90s and centered around Abraham Van Helsing’s (great?) granddaughter, Integra, running a vampire-hunting organization, with thee Dracula now calling himself Alucard (lol) as her weird devoted man-slave. The villains are undead nazis who have come back to take over the world after scientifically achieving vampirism in the pursuit of immortality. So it’s basically like Dracula and his cool lesbian boss fight vampire nazis … with guns. It’s good stupid fun. And Alucard is a really good example of vampire character who is both a gleeful killing machine and a miserable “I regret the loss of my humanity and the fact that I can never die” poor little meow meow type.

And in non-serious and non-anime (lol) there’s also the What We Do in The Shadows TV show which I’ve seen best described as “what if vampires were gay and stupid”, pokes good fun a lot of common vampire media tropes. And the characters are great. The 2014 movie is the same premise, but different characters. 

Some other movies I might recommend are Captain Kronos: Vampire Hunter (1974) cheesy 70s movie but has some really great exploration of lesser-discussed vampire lore; the main vampire antagonist doesn’t drink blood but drains youth with a kiss, can have their hypnotic power projected back at them with a reflected surface, and causes dead animals to come back to life when passing over them in the ground, etc. It’s also got fantasic sword fighting scenes, and really fun characters. Kronos in particular is definitely supposed to be a mysterious badass type, but he really just comes off as a socially awkward loveable weirdo. He’s super strange and he smokes weed lol. Set in like a mid-19th century fantasy germanic country. 

Lost Boys (1987) or Blade (1998) for more edgy modern vampires. Both movies are stupid. Lost Boys is fun for the vamp characters which are southern Californian teenage biker gang members (gay). and Blade is fun because it’s just so bad it’s good, it’s a movie to be watched for laughs, with vampires who are just like goths that go to blood raves and sit around in suits in fancy rooms. Blade himself is also another angsty half-vampire vampire hunter (I’m realizing I’m fond of this type of character lol). 

And finally if you’re looking for something more similar to the Dracula novel, I think I can only recommend Le Fanu’s Carmilla. Older and shorter than Dracula and perhaps a little less exciting, but a solid classic in vampire literature (and lesbian literature), and has a lot of its own adaptations ranging from serious to silly as well. 

[thegoldenshi-shi]

My brain has been in a massive nlock for about the past two months, unfortunately. I have been slowly adding details and such, but I am very perfectionistic about any art I make, so I keep starting over. I have a shape and pose set, now I just need to decide on details. So, tldr, I still haven't given him the tattoo, which he's fine with, he knows how my brain works, knows that I have periods where I can confidently do things, and says he'd prefer I take my time and make something that I am happy with than to have something I don't like. He's great 💜. I will also likely end up just popping into your discord with the finished product when I finish his tattoo, lol, I just love your art style too much not to gush to you about art things.

But YEAH! Halloween is almost here!! I can decorate my work station this year!! And we have ///soooo/// much chocolate at work, my stomach doesn't appreciate it as much as my taste buds. Halloween has always been my fav holiday. Used to go as a werewolf every year, lol. School didn't let me wear the mask, so for school parades I was just a very hairy dude in a flannel. Was still really fun and funny.

I will always love the golden floof!! Even if seeing your little Leo always tells me I should never ever be allowed near any type of lion for risk of attempting to hug the big kitty. (Will admit, any media that depicts cats, real or otherwise, big or small, tells my brain that hugging muscles are required. I will likely die trying to hug a hyena)

And I am just. Hyped on life rn. Had a good session in therapy, and got told I have made an incredible amount of progress growing and recognizing myself as a person in the past two years, which I am super proud of myself for. A lot of it has been friends (yourself included!) encouraging me and giving me safe places to learn and experience things. It's been great, and I can now confidently move to do things to /make/ myself happy, rather than expecting to never get to be happy for extended periods of time. Two years, and I genuinely am not the same as I was. That's not all that long in the grand scheme of things, but living it, it's massive. Especially cause I was still here to live it.

~Smooch

Ah yes, nothing better than your muse deciding to take an extended vacation when you're working on something *heavy sarcasm*

The same thing is happening to me atm, so don't feel alone.

Seriously, I can't even come up with fanart right now, what the heck?

Still, it's a good thing to take your time on art, you can't rush perfection. Having your basic idea/concept down is the biggest hurtle, so kudos to you for having that done! I'll be excited to see what you wind up with at the end of your process~

I hear you on Halloween. I used to be really into Halloween with dressing up and stuff (I think my most common costume was a witch), now I'm less exuberant about it, but I still LOVE the vibes. I love chocolate, but I also have a preference for high-end dark chocolate, so my wallet keeps me from splurging to much on candy lol.

It's so good to hear that you're doing so well. I will admit I was a little worried at one point when you seemed really down. I'm glad that you're growing and learning how to be your own person and how to enjoy your life on your terms. If I was able to help even a little bit, that makes me very happy and grateful.

On a less serious note, I'm glad you liked the golden floof 💕

Good to talk to you again Smooch~

[1d1195]

JUST PICK A DAY TO CHOOSE WHAT UNHINGED NOTE I WORTE LOL

Spanish is technically my first language! But honestly at this point I would say that I’m just shit at both languages lol and you’re not lame! If you never really needed it or found interest in a new language then that’s okay! Learning it can be hard! And that is so cool youre helping your student with math at least! Rooting for that kid bc math is already hard enough 😭

Omg I looked up the book and it IS giving major Made to Be vibes!!!!! Made to Be holds such a special place in my heart like I remember just being so sad for the MC and just wanting them ti be so happy with each other :( ugh I love that story!!! But if it was mixed with Love and Dryer Sheets vibe I GET THE STRESS!! And I do hope you read a less stressful book soon lol what’s been your favorite you’ve read this year?

Also I’m 20! And I’m studying clinical psychology! I guess I’m Pre-Med but honestly I don’t think it will be my vibe anymore lol And yeah I’ve always lived on the west coast and I’ve been able to stay here for college! -💜

Ma'am, you send me anything you feel like sharing. I'm sure it will be wonderful--but know that it will totes be alluded to in one of my writings if you do.

I definitely had no interest in learning a second language but now I wish I did. Especially Spanish. I took French in high school and I may as well have not taken it at all. I think she'll do okay, I just feel like a bad teacher because she's not getting math right away. Ya know? Which is not how the whole English language immersion works, I know. But I can't imagine being in a classroom where you don't understand a word. And expected to learn on top of that. Ugh.

I loved writing Made to Be. It was the kind of meet-cute love I dreamed about when I was studying to be a teacher 😊

I have The Christmas Wager staring at me from the coffee table rn. It's an enemies to lovers story and obvi holiday themed. I'm thinking it will be a cute read for this Christmas season 😊 Hopefully stress free!

My favorite book of the year. Oof that's a tough one! I read some really good ones this year! I think like cute and easy reads, Love & Other Words by Christina Lauren was the BEST. On the more serious side of things--The Rose Code by Kate Quinn. A little fun fact about me: every time I walk into Barnes and Noble I pick up at LEAST one book set during WWII. It's one of my fave eras tbh. Eventually I would want to do a Harry themed story about WWII. The Rose Code is one such kind of book. Kate Quinn is a great author, period. I've read 3 of her books and have two more on my shelf.

ANYWAY. That's my book reading summary this year.

Omg you're 20 😭 I feel ancient now and I don't usually do! I gravitate toward younger friends though (the mom-friend in me) So you'll be 21 this February!? 🍹🍹🍹 Super exciting, if so! I LOVED psychology. If you ever need a patient, I got plenty of stuff to work with here, just feel free to ask or test something out! 😭🙃😊 But good for you! Pre-med or not, your career will be really rewarding I'm sure! 💕 Same in this neck of the woods too. I'm an East Coast lady born, raised, and living here still!

Thanks for your answers and allowing me to ramble!

xoxo