#do vampires even like being booped

[rowretro]

𝕭𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖞 𝕿𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖞

(this is a request I hope this went well!!!)

✧warnings: Yandere/toxic themes, kidnapping, marriage, blood, violence, explicit stuff mentioned (gore etc),Hyper feminine reader, mean af Riki

❁synopsis: The sweet, beautiful human princess married the cold, handsome Vampire prince, for a happy ending in both worlds, where blood shed and murders won't occur anymore. It's perfect, in fact they're such a perfect couple. That's what people believed, but they never understood how broken the couple are behind closed doors...

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"Listen... uhm Riki? yeah I think I'll sleep on the couch I mean I'm human- you're vampire, on top of that I really doubt you do want to share a bed with me-" "I don't want to share anything with you not like I have a choice-" He cut her off as she nodded, feeling awkward. He finally owns this girl god damit. Instead of being all scared and obedient, she's here, pink silk flowy nightgown hugging her in all the right spots, making her seem like a trophy wife. Nail's all blingy, with charms and hearts, her lips still tinted from her lipstick from before, and lashes all done spikey and stunning.

Riki couldn't stand it. She's one of those annoying, mean girl wannabes who body shame girls that are living life. So he thought. She smiled as she went downstairs, carrying her pet goat to the garden. Yes a pet goat, it even had pink light pink shoes, and matching pink bows. Riki found her intriguing. Annoying. "uhm... I don't wanna sound rude but uhm can you please not drink Veronica's blood?" she asked as Riki blinked "You have a goat called Veronica.... do you get bullied in school?" he asked as she frowned.

"Uhm I don't know how to respond to that.... Of course I don't- I can defend myself when I need to- and I don't think humans get bullied for their pets... Maybe vampires might but not us humans" She said as she placed her goat in the comfy little enclosure, and brought her pet bunnies in. For a girly girl she sure does own a lot of pets. "can I suck their blood?" he asked half jokingly as she frowned.

"Id rather you suck my blood." she said as she pouted at her rabbits, booping their noses as she locked them in the indoors cage. "Woah there Mrs Nishimura... getting a little too attached to a cold blooded vampire" he teased as she rolled her eyes. "I suggest you sleep in my room if you want to be alive.... not all vampires here are as patient as I am." Riki simply said as he grabbed her waist, teleporting her to his room. "I doubt you had to hold me but uhm... thanks?" she thanked, scratching her head as Riki smiled.

She's such a pretty girl, so cute, especially when she's shy and nervous, he's seen her smile, fake and real smile, and its so fucking cute... he wonders how she looks when she cries... He pushes her onto the bed, catching her off guard, hovering over her as he suggestively leaned into her nick, his lips gently grazing her skin. A smirk plastered on his lips as he could hear, and smell the blood rapidly coursing through her veins. He turned to look at her frightened expression, then got up, satisfied.

"You thought I'd actually fucking touch you.... pfft you're too full of yourself y/n... you really aren't all that you know?!" as she just uncomfortably scratched at her arm. It wasn't enough of a reaction for him. "Why do you think the real reason is behind your parents and not your older sister? want me to tell you why?! you're a weak useless stupid girl who fails her studies focuses on her looks no matter how ugly you truly are. You're so worthless they went all in and threw you in the arms of me. Me who loves human blood, especially the blood of a sad, worthless little girl, preferably pretty... but you're ugly" He remarked.

Y/n's eyes became glossy. he was right for the most of it, she was more creative than academic, she loved doing her nails and makeup, but it's therapeutic, and she wasn't the biggest fan of her appearance and her parents are very disappointed in her... she constantly lived in her sister's shadow. But Riki doesn't know any of that. He didn't know until he read through the thoughts that clouded her mind. She truly wanted to die.

She's absolutely ethereal, even when crying. "But you don't need them.... you're the most stunning woman I've ever laid eyes on so as long as I have you all to myself.... everyone is safe." Though his words were absolutely sweet, he's being genuine, he wants this marriage though she doesn't. Yet she can't help but notice something eerie lacing his words... his eerie obsession...

Since their wedding day, he was always with y/n, in the kitchen, in their bedroom, the living room, outside the restroom, even in his office where he forbids anyone from entering. Y/n pouted as she aired her lips, lying on her front on the comfortable airbed, piled with blankets and fluffy pillows. Riki snickerred at the cute view. She's always a sight he loves to see.

She's grown so dependant on him, such a typical 1950's housewife, except she has a loyal loving husband who drinks her blood of course. "Riki im boredddd can't I got to the living room and play with the bunnies?" she asked with a little pout as he got up. She stared him up, and god was he tall, she envied him for having such a perfect waist, but she loves him so dearly. "Sweetheart.... I can't go a second without youuu-" he whined a little, as he snuggled her.

"I need to pee-" she suddenly said as Riki groaned "no you don't" he said bluntly as he snuggled into her neck "no seriously I need to" "no you don't you're making an excuse to leave me." he said as she frowned "Riki im serious. my bladder can only hold so much. and on top of that, if you don't want your expensive tailored trousers, and this fluffy bed, and this nightgown you bought me to be all wet and gross and stinky I suggest you let me go pee now!" she exclaimed in a somewhat calm manner. He sighed getting up as he waited outside the restroom door, waiting for her to finish.

He carried her once she was done, sitting her on his lap as he worked. "Riki..." "hmm?" "Can I visit my parents tomorrow?" she asked biting her lip as he stopped writing, glaring at her coldly "no. you don't need them." He coldly said as she whined "But they're my parents I miss them!" "No you don't. Y/n you have me and im enough, if you want more company, wait a few years we'll have noisy kids. until then, me and your fluffy pets are enough understand?!" he warned as she frowned.

"Why can't I-" "I said NO. FUCKSAKE Y/N YOU'RE MINE NOW. WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO TURN YOUR BACK TO ME AND GO VISIT OTHER PEOPLE?! PEOPLE WHO FUCKING HATE YOU?!" he yelled as she flinched, sniffling. Seeing this he snuggled her, kissing her forehead. "awww im sorry for yelling at you babe.... but I love you and you're mine now you know? you're mine all mine."

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A/n: this isnt that good but oh well, have a jay ff in the waiting, and im currently writting a sunghoon ff inspired by Leo the movie w vijay (i had a dream)

[a-green-misstep]

Nandor x Guillermo episode list

This is a list of all the nandermo moments in What We Do in The Shadows (TV show). A good number of episodes have nothing substantial in them relating to the ship other then maybe one scene, and so are skippable.

W.I.P I've done seasons 1 to 5 so far.

Rating system:

A : Top tier interaction and or important for plot

B : Less important overall, but got some fluff in there

C : May having nothing or close to nothing, skippable

Season 1

Episode: 1 A

This is the pilot, important as it introduces the characters, their wants and desires (Gizmo wants to be a vampire) and there dynamics (master and familiar).

Creepy paper

26:10 the gift.

“he made Guillermo a portrait made out of glitter because he remembered his anniversary and wanted to give him something for it. He got the glitter to put on his face because he liked it and then used it to make a portrait for Guillermo. he used something he liked to make him a present and put some thought and time and effort in it. “ - @starlightmesss

Episode: 2 C

Skip

Episode: 3 C

Mostly skippable 

15:37 “I don't want you to die, master.”

Episode: 4 A

Guillermo is “heartbroken” over Nandors decision not to bite him

Especially the start of the episode is quite cute bonding between them

However also an important portrayal of how poorly Guillermo is treated  

Guillermo “quits” for the first time

Nandor shows his appreciation

“You are my…. Friend”

Episode: 5 C

1:00-2:00min bonding and playing chess together

Otherwise nothing

Episode: 6 B

Mostly skippable

18:00 Guillermo kills the Baron

Episode: 7 A

The Vampiric Counvil & The Vampire slayer/savior

Guillermo makes some important moves

Literally saves Nandors life

Episode: 8  A

Nandor has lost his country and sad about it

Guillermo tries to get him to become a US citizen  

Guillermos feelings about not being turned 

“Will you stop fucking complaining.” 🫢

First Nandermo late-night fight/deep conversation

“Guillermo I appreciate you…”

Episode: 9 A

A very horny epsiode

Nandor being possessive when Laszlo and Nadja are ordering Guillermo around

Guillermo dosent kiss :(

Guillermo being very shy about the orgy, a Catholic… yikes

Guillermo tries The Dildos(TM)

Nandor defending Guillermo when Laszlo is insulting him

Nandor checking on Guillermo in his room and basically sitting in Guillermo's lap 😂

“You’d you cum?”

Episode: 10 A

Important for the plot!

“ the heart wants what the heart wants”

Seman

Nandors 37 wives + kids

Guillermo does a DNA test! And is related to Van Helsing…

Guillermo pours holy water on Nandor

Holding hands as he gets into bed :) 

Nose boop

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Season 2

Episode: 1  B

Guillermo is the vampire slayer

15:20-16:20 Guillermo is underappreciated and doesn't appreciate it

18:30 Nandor saves Guillermos life

21:00 Guillermos plan B

Episode: 2 C

2:50 sassy GiGi

Holding hands and giggling at jokes

Otherwise skip

Episode 3:  B

19:30-20:00 “I guess I turned that part of my brain off, with the feelings and emotions”.

Guillermo facing the fact he's a murdered, and what that means for him (and as such his relationship with the vamps)

Otherwise a skip

Episode 4:  B

Not much Nandermo stuff, but an important episode for Guillermo's development + Derek

1:10 Guillermo teaches Nandor how to use a computer, its cute.

“Id never forgive myself if anything happened to Nandor”

Hug rejected :(

Guillermo staying with Nandor to help him sleep as music plays :)

Episode 5:  C

13:25 “Guillermo get over here and put your neck in my mouth”

Skip

Episode 6: C

2:00 Nandor tells some random vamp to kill Guillermo -_- 

Skip

Episode 7:  A

6:15 “Hes likes the last donut in the display case” 🙁

“It use to be difficult to resist” in relation to eating Guillermo 

Guillermo slays again! 

“Are you trying to make a girlfriend out of dust?”

Nandor is very chill with the vampire killing, even lies for him

FIRST instance of Guillermo almost stabbing Nandor, there is tension

Episode 8: A

Important

Nandor ex past familiar shows up 

Nandor tells Guillermo he should leave

“Are you going to be alright without me?”

Nandor whispers “your being stupid” as Guillermo leaves to sad breakup music :((((

GUILLERMO CRYING

Guillermo  breaks up with nandor  quits and finds a new  mommy  master 

Each feel disrespected

Nandor visiting Guillermo's room and asking his new master to be kind to him

Nandor finding Guillermo running in the snow

“I have been unhappy since you left… i just want to know what i can do to bring you home”

Guillermo got a weekend! Workers rights! (he needs to unionize)

Nandor promises to turn Guillermo… at some point

The boys flying off into the night 🙂

Episode: 9 B

Skip to the end

15:30 Memos man milk

He literally has jars full of Nandors “seed”

Nandor fucks Lazlo

Episode 10: A

THEATRE DE VAMPIRE, I love IWAV references 

Nandor plays peak a boo, and complains that Guillermos not holding his hand

Guillermo quits #3 and moves home

Nandors going through the stages of grief/breakup

“It's good to be wanted”

The vampires are on trial

Nandor sells out and yet covers up for Gizmo 

“When you cared about someone, and they just walk out the door”

Guillermo saves the vamps #2

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Season 3

Episode 1:  A

Gizmos in prison (sike) 

Nandor does care about him and shows him through little acts, like gift giving (nandors love language???)

Nandor argues to not kill Gizmo - “Hes the only one that can protect us” 

“Co-dependent much 🤪” - G after mentioning how he still wants to be their servant even though they want to kill him 

THE WARRIOR CODE, the code, the code between men, the warrior code. Nandor owes him a debt of eternal gratitude and mercy now

The sit-down convo in the basement is so sweet. I feel like we get more one-on-one convos between them than we do Nadja and Lazlo, which I feel like says.... something.

Nandor bringing him chicken that he has been preparing (let sit out at room temp) for days :) ?

Nandor standing with Gizmo whilst watching the tape from the vampiric council even though he was sitting a second ago.

Gizmos really big smile when Nandor says they aren't going to kill him (the bar is in hell) 

“Your guys are like my family” and then immediately told to stop by Nandor 😬(hey are we sure this ship is worth it?)

Episode 2: AA

Gizmo training in stabbing, and then with ✝️ cross brass knuckles is hilarious

Gizmo making poop jokes to Nandor lmao, i like seeing the silly bits of life that arent sad silly

Guillermo knowing Nandors exact measurements is very… intimate

Nandor flirting with the gym lady Meg :0 mans looking for a partner 

Gizmos is way too excited about looking just like Nandor

Gizmos' date with Meg is just so sweet, and her making him realize his feelings/him denying those feelings and fleeing (and as such what Nandor's feelings probably are) is one of my favourite scenes in the whole show, also SHOUT OUT to Kayvan for the phenomenal acting. I wish we had gotten to see Gizmo become friends with Meg later on :(

Meg: You like women and men! Nandor: Yes!  BFFR

Nandors going through things :(((( he is a "soft boy" 

Episode 3: A

Nandor is fucking and the gang is worried about him

Why did Gizmo know what Nandors sex sounds sound like

Nevermind… the dildostm

Nandor is in love with Gail! He knows her favourite yoghurt :)

Also, I wonder what the meds gizmo are taking

Gizmo immediately attempts to sabotage Nadors relationship when he finds out he's going to propose and turn her into a vampire 🫢

Yet gail compares Nandor to a sardine  😬

ASS OUT (and blurred cock and balls) hey have I ever mentioned hes hot

The juxtaposition between Gail who doesn't really care about Nandor, and doesn't want to be a vampire vs Guillermo who cares about him every moment and desperately wants to be a vampire. And how Nandor “loves” Gail, but has historically treated Gizmo like crap (even tho he does clearly care for him)

Guillermo watching Twilight with a corps dressed as Nandor…. certainly is something 

He is also way too happy when everyone else is pissed with Nandor for the fucking a werewolf thing 

Guillermo is Nandors “heart guard” omg

Nandor turns Gail into a vamp in front of Guillermo :( 

Guillermo comforting Nandor at the end of the episode :(

Episode 4: AAA

Quick shout out to Nadja for backing it up to the theme song

Guillermo staring at his useless master trying to use a fork and knife 0_0

Nandor defending Guillermo being a bodyguard and not a familiar anymore!

Nandor keeps repeatedly looking at G to see if the others acting interested in him is making him happier :D

The change in expression on Nadors face when they ask if Guillermo has a girlfriend and then ask if he has a boyfriend 👀 (it goes from  😁to  😬😐) WHATS UP WITH THAT NANDOR? (no but genuinely I'd never seen that before, that feels like something intentional) 

My boy gizmo is in the closet, hes got that catholic guilt :/

Nandor staring at him whilst Lazlo talking about how great sex is🧍🏻

I am truly surprised by how deeply Nandor is looking at Guillermo as Lazlo says “Before they meet the one”

Gizmo almost comes out but is interrupted, and Nandor just has this deeply caring look on his face as Guillermo is saying this, and then when he gets interpreted you can see in the foreground this look of disappointment on Nandors face :(

Guillermo sitting alone looking sad as everyone else leaves, and in the background, you can hear Nador shouting with joy :(

Yo, are we sure this is a comedy?

Guillermo worried about Nandor gambling too much + “Nap naps”

Nandor find out about how the universe works, and it is actually a pretty big deal for his character

Love that the episode ends with them walking side by side at the back of the group 

Episode 5:  C

skip

Guillermo fondling Nandors cape

16:40 Guillermo the schemer

Episode 6:  B

Pretty much a skip

Nandor bragging about Guillermos skills to the Baron

“How do you know what vampire piss tastes like” 🤨

GUILLER SLAPS NANDOR and another “stop feeling sorry for yourself”, this mans job half the time is just to get him out of his pity parties

Gizmos bait ouch

Guillermo shaking ass to entice a vamp

Nandor pulls Guillermo out of the way of danger and takes his place

Episode 7: C

skip

The guide flirting with Guillermo lmao

Nandor taking along Guillermo for help with the Nadja quest

Episode 8:  AAA

This ones important!

Creepy paper! Gizmo plans Nandor a party!

Gizmo made Nandor dolls of both of them 🥹

Vampire depression :(     “Nandors in crisis 😨”

Nandor casually taking a beautiful knee

Nandor joins a cult

Time for a very important scene

Gizmo refuses to give Nandor his things so that he wont go 

Gizmo running after Nandor

Nandor relieves Guillermo of his service, firing him 

N: “It is time for me to find happiness” G: “Well I want to find happiness too!”

They are both unhappy.

“Oh boy don't give me this shit” as Guillermo once again points out how long he's spent in Nandor’s service trying to make him happy :(

Gizmo begging to be a vampire, so he can finally be happy

N: "I've grown to have some affection for you. just a little bit you know?" G: “And I for you” N: "Well obviously, but vampirism is a curse- and I- care for you too much to burden you with that. it would way too heavily on my conscience..." "boop! there's that smile...”

When Gizmo says “And I for you”, Nandor looks away, in shame?

Guillermo ends the conversation alone and crying.

We then skip to a month later, Gizmo talking about how hes hurt, and staring at the nandor doll he made sadly.

“I guess I know how it feels, every time I left or I quit…” That one hurt, and this idea is important and will be brought back up in season 6 episode 5.

They both care for each other, and they are both sad and hurt ughhhh

Nandor in the short shorts…

G: “If anything wasn't okay I couldn't live with myself”

Literal sacrificial self-harm with the pulling out of the teeth, like that vampire lashes

The SLAYER is back!

Holding hands as he saves him… against his will

“You just punched Jeremey!” “FUCK JEREMY!”

I dont even know what to say about the final argument in the car. Nandor is just so sad, and its horrible because that also means that Guillermo isnt enough to make him happy.

Episode 9: A

Lmao been in jail so long his hair has grown again

Third show up of the Nandor doll

Guillermo is downgraded to familiar again :( after everything

“I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired” 

The SuperSlumber

Nandor snatching his hand away from Guillermo as he steps into his coffin

Guillermo needs a minute alone 🙁

N: “Again with the make me a vampire shit 😠”

G: “No […] I just don't want you to go…”

Nandors has had orgasms that are longer than 2 hours?! Yeesh

Guillermo appears to be very familiar with the length and girth of Nandors 🍆

Perhaps more of a grower than a shower?

wiggilines

Guillermo looking shell-shocked in the corner

“It seems pretty average to me”, Guerillmo looking at the camera whispering “No” 😐

Guillermo calling the gang a family, and getting Nandor from his super slumber so the family can be all together (do we think the camera crew is family too?) 

Episode 10:  A

Guillermo does deserve to be a vampire, I mean he is a serial killer, he’d fit in well

“Fuck you”

Guillermo running after Nandor as Nandor tells his wows of unfound love (bro hes right behind you)

Nandor is leaving Staten Island, and Guillermo is lost and confused 🙁

“You are one of the things I need to get away from” …. Ouch 

Not only does Nandor make Guillermo plan the travels AWAY FROM GUILLERMO for him, but then rubs it in that hes not made him a vampire

Guillermo running out of the room and to Nandors room, and Nandor going to comfort him in the most demeaning manner possible

“The only reason your alive is because i let you live”

Do you think Guillermo was shitting himself during this scene? 

Guillermo putting Nandor in a headlock and pushing him onto his knees and whisper in his ears about how he didnt want him to feel weak!!! 

NANDORS FIGHTIN BACK

PLANCHA!!

Oh my god the knife being thrown towards Guillermo's head, him catching it the “uhuhuh” and throwing it into the portrait of nandor

Nandor saying “Yes! Yes! This is what I've been waiting for” as Guillermo overpowers him is homoerotic text if I've ever seen it

Bro the heavy breathing as he says “you can take care of me” and asking him to join him as his companion around the world, and that he will turn him into a vampire at the banks of his homeland oh my god…

“Traveling the whole world with my Nand..Master!” YOUR NANDOR YOU SAY?? As he packs the Nandor doll

Nandor shouts for Guillermo at the train station and then leaves his suitcase behind as you embark on his journey alone.

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Season 4

Episode 1: A

The 1-year time skip is insane 

WHATSUUUUUUPPPPP

“I wish Guillermo was here :( “

Poor Guillermo literally falls through the floor

NANDOR JUMPS IN TO SAVE HIM!

I feel like in season 1 or 2 nandor would never have saved him

Nandor helping Guillermo dry off :( and wants to help him

Nandor “forgiving” Guillermo for being locked into a crate 😒

Nandor Finally remembers Gizmo's last name! And he looks aroused about it 

“Always my friend��� by some definition of the word” 

Nandors getting married! And wants Guillermo to be his best man ?!? “now don't be jealous” lmao, ya that boy has been whipped for a decade, but then he was disappointed that he wasn't jealous

Guillermo putting Nandor in his place with just a look when he's laughing at him!

Guillermo the live-in nanny

Episode 2: A

Guillermo literally pulling a knife on the Gine to protect nandor.

Man wives! Love our Pan king

Guillermo got a boyfriend :) <3

He can not wait to explore Kublies body ;)

Guillermo putting Nandor in his place again with a silent and disappointed look 

Marwa my poor girl is now to be wed to Nandor, a shit fate if I do say so myself, especially as he changes her physically and mentally at a wim :( 

Episode 3:  B

He literally made the perfect woman, and yet she is still not enough

In-depth penis discussion

Guillermo has a “very shrewd and incisive mind when it comes to the penis stuff” apparently

Love the idea that Guillermo is now top of mind when Nandor's fucking and sucking

Yet unfortunatley, this does make him… limp

Guillermo being invited to see the penis not once, but twice

Episode 4: A

Guillermo's boyfriend's second sighting!

Nandor says Guillermo could pass as an Orc, Guillermo = not happy, and Nandor = looks sorta pleased about it

Oh poor Marwa :( 

https://www.tumblr.com/theshriekingsisterhood/690860073261596672/wwdits-s4-ep-4-promo-picture?source=share

NANDOR enters Guillermo into a goddamn fighting ring when he explicitly tells him not too

Guillermo “that little fucker can move” de la Cruz

“THAT MY FUCKING GUY!”

Guillermo managing to fuck up two guys in a row effortlessly is sorta hot 

“My closest companion for 13 years!” :(

“KILL MY FREIND! KILL MY FREIND! KILL MY FREIND!” At least he sees him as a friend, ugh

This brawl is sorta hot

The sassy ass “I didn't have to (cheat)!” is killing me! Damn they flirting

STAKES TO THE HEAD ONCE AGAIN, third(?) Instance of Guillermo trying to stab Nandor.

Oh my god sword fighting, and the “you're really starting to piss me off!”... hot

“Stop hiding behind Brian!

Guillermo calling him a fucking dick

Nandor getting more worried that he might have killed Guillermo and then Guillermo fucking kicking down the door of the building he fell through

“They are right Guillermo, finish me off”

“Thinking once again about how in WWDITS 4x02 Nandor bins one of his male wives for not letting him win in a fight and then in episode 4x04 Guillermo … lets Nandor win in a fight.”  - @luckshiptoshore

Epiosde 5: C

Nandor thinks Guillermo is jealous of nandor and lazlos fake gay rimming

Our poor single dad Guillermo 

“ you can burry your own nuts!”

Epsiode 6: A

Nandor trying to sabotage his own marriage / make it perfect

And Guillermo is being run ragged about it

Nandor reminiscing about “ a rainy Sunday together” watching TV shows and then acting like it's not special. Let's be real, if you remember a random rainy Sunday with your friend it is because it was special 

Nandor is an unreliable narrator, which constantly makes statements and then re-negs their importance. He is constantly bringing up the fact that Guillermo is not special after describing how he is, the fact he just must make that comment sorta shows that perhaps he doesn't mean it. It's more of a defence mechanism them anything else. It's not allowed to be special, because if those moments are special then that means that Guillermo is special… but he is a familiar that cant handle vampirism, so he cannot be special to the vampire nandor the relentless, because it's not allowed.

Lovers spat whilst wedding planning

Guillermo literally destroys the living room in the background out of anger

THE WEDDING IS HERE

And Nandors still try to self-sabotage and Guillermo points it out

Emotional talk between the boys about how Nandor is scared in this relationship and how this marriage is a big deal.

“If you get afraid I'll be there” “Thank you, Guillermo, you are my best…. Man" 🥹

Lmao the line of objectors

Guillermo looking up to Nandor smiling at 16:12

The fact that Nandors not turning Marwa into a Vamp :( 

Marwa being wished into loving everything Nandor loves, and then expressing so much love, gratitude and physical affection to Guillermo

🎵 WHO WILL CUM FIRST ON THE WEDDING NIGHT! 🎵

Nandor going to search for Guillermo during the after-party, and putting his jacket on him after he finds him asleep on a sofa 🥹🥹🥹

Episode 7:  B

skip to 19:00

Gizmo comes out to his family as ––GAY–– !!!

The vamps are his family too :)

"bad enough his relationship with nandor" lmao Nadja sees it too!!

everyone's gay! + Sassy Gizmo 😌

Episode 8: C

Poor Marwa, Nandor keeps making remarks about how hes changed her so much he doesn't even like her any more, and how “the novelty weres off” 🙁

Nandor planning the perfect space for him to get railed by a big man (and Guillermo turning away awkwardly)

Marwa spending so much time to make the “man” cave and then taking it over is very slay of her

Episode 9:  A

Guillermo telling us about Freddie his boyfriend finally! (also a weekend trip to New York from London?? Goddamn)

Jeremy introduced to Nandor as his Boyfreind… and the energy is weird from Nandor

What the fuck is wrong with you Nandor, Guillermo has a man and you get a crush on him immediately??? Jealousy is not pretty on you Nandor 

Marwa my beloved no!!!! WTF NANDOR, this shit is a horror movie

yall know that show Kevnin Can Fuck Himself? Ya this feels like that, except he are stuff in kevin/nandors perspective. 

Also… more gay nandor stuff atleast, this must be some physico symetic type thing were he dosent want to be with freidy, he wants to be freddy, cause freddy is what Guillermo likes.

You see how nandor and Guillermo are doin the same things? Almost like they are very similar, and could be really fun with each other if they just let themselves??

Also Guillermo talking about how hes thinking about Nandor all the time 👀

Guillermo and freddie walking in on Nandor and Marwa Freddie naked my the fire covered in furs is insane 

Guillermo putting Nandor in his fucking place once again for doing shity things! 

“You couldn't just let me have one thing of my own!”

“I really care about him!” “I know… :( “ hes a fucking idiot but like, he didnt mean to hurt guillermo and now he feels bad that he did 

Guillermo crying whilst explaining how hes never had a boyfriend before and how Nandor has ruined it is so sad, and also so ex coded right?

Freddie selfcest

Episode 10: A

Guillermo’s getting bored of the job

They are stuck in a never-ending hamster wheel 

Guillermo and Nandors vastly differing view of the world and time, Nandor literally has all the time in the world and is now bored oh the whole “finding love” thing, whilst Guillermo can feel the time hes lost sitting in that damn mansion. 

Everything stays the same

Guillermo quits #4 !

GUILLERMOS GETTING VAMPED BY DEREK!

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Season 5

Episode 1: A

Guillermo does not appear to be happy, and is dodging the vampire question.

Nandor’s in a good place :) 

Nandor and Guillermo go on a date to a basketball game! (What was the budget for that 3-second scene?!?!?)

Nandor laughing at Guillermo about even the idea of him being a vampire :(

Nandor breaking down a door to see what Guillermo is doing is so intense for no reason

Gizzmo literally thinks Nandor is about to kill him, damn (also very hot of Nandor)

Nandor thinking he missed Gizzmos birthday and feeling bad about it :,)

“Change into your nicest shity sweater :)” bffr

Guillermo having a damn panic attack low key 

Nandor mkaing fun of Guillermo wanting to Become a vampire again :(((

1. Guillermo being in denial about Nandor ever turning him into a vampire 2. Guillermo swooning over Nandor “he cares about me a lot, and he does a lot of really nice things for me 🤭”, he looks like he would be giggling and kicking his feet if he could right now, cute, but saaaaaaaaaaad. 3. “Cute montage” my ass oh my god

🫵 VAMPIRISM/BITING AS A METAPHOR FOR SEX OH MY GOD 

Gizzmo talking about his crush to a one night tght stand, that one night stand asking “ are you sure you want to do this?” (a line VERY often used in media when gaining consent during a hesitant sex scene), and followed by “yes”, i just didnt think it would happen (lossing my V-card (aka vampire card)) like this.”

completly forgot about guillermo almost saying no to being turned :( 

Guillermo trying to sit next to Nandor and Nandor not letting him :(((( 

Oh god this dinner is so sad

Nandor: “[whilst still laughing and guillermo and the idea of him becoming a vampire] Guillermo i’m sorry, eventually, of course i will definitly be turining you into a vampire, when the time is right.” 

“She didnt trust you, you hadent given her a reason to.” - Armand, interview with a vampire

Do you guys see what im seeing???? Cause it hurts, espcially knowing what happened in Season 6 episode 5.

Yo Nandor looking so hurt, he would kill gizmo AND THEN KILL HIMSELF??? That seems gay

Nandor looking for a “Guillermos gifts” shop oml 

Guillermo trying to bite into Derek is hilarious

HOLY SHIT, I feeling like showing a box cutter go into someones arm is the most grusome thing this show has shown oh my god 

Glasses less gguillermo!

Guillermo brushing nandors hair so delicatly :3, also oh my got Nandor is so much taller then him 

Bed time story and birthday present!!!he got him a foot locker because guillermo said he wanted one :((( that shit is so cute

“were all just doing what it takes to  survive” “were all just hiding in plain site”, Guillermo is not doing okay

it feels like he lost his virginity to early, when he wasn’t ready, and with just a one night stand, and he regrets it, but saying the truth to the person he cares about the most, wouldn’t lead to confront, just to more pain on both sides :(. bro i think guillermo cheated.

Episode 2: A

Nandor feels Guillermo being distant

“….bat…”

Lazlo knows!!

Guillermo looking scared oh Lazlo omg

“Please don't tell nandor!” “I don't know if he would even survive it.” ouch! Also, Guillermos sad puppy eyes when Lazlo says that is so sad 

GUILLERMO CRYING NOOOOOO

Man is a bottom 

Lazlo being willing to convince Nandor to turn Gizzmo into a vampire inorder to protect Guillermo :(

Episode 3:  A

Guillermo looking confused and horrified at the idea of a sean pride parade

Guillermo doing his little interviews in his new coffin/bed that Nandor gave him 🥹

Nandor and his little bird friend 

“Members of the LGBTQLMNOP Community!” honestly, with the brain scrammbelies, I forgive him, he is adorable 

“Literally the gayest things on the block!”

Nandor's jealous of Lazlo and Guillermo hanging out, hes literally lost for speech

“Vroom vroom!”

Nandor “soft after two bumps” the relentless

Cock ahoy

Guillermo immediately covering up the window during the day when nandor shows up

NANDOR GOES TO SPACE TO IMPRESS GUILLERMO AND ADMITS IT!

Its pride time baby! Happy pride Guillermo :) 

Lets have a clap for gay ;)

A firey decent back to earth with our lovely naked master

Nandor's butt, with trolls doll hair, and junk covered up only by a pride flag oh my god

Gay Guy :) 🏳️‍🌈

Episode 4: B

Nandor wants Guillermo to come to the guy with him, homoerotic 

Guillermo avoiding Nandor, and they both are sad about it :(

Nandor trying to make Guillermo jealous 

Nandor sad/angry that hes bad at getting freinds 

Nandor circumcision?!?!? Preformed by Guillermo?!?!?

Regenerated forskin

Nandor takes Guillermo to the movies

Epsiode 5: B

Nandor De Laurentiis (i genuinely call him this all the time) 

Guillermo going to a goodbye dinner with his mom and then its her god damn birthday :0

Nandor taking a cinderblock to the dick lmao 

Also Nandor looking for guillermo super casually “hes not back is he???”

Guillermo taking to his mom, and his soft and sad “i dont know…” when his mom asks him were his crufifcs is :( 

Guillermo crying :(( 

Nandor cutting down Colin so skillfully was super hot

Nandor lashing out at Guillermo and then immediately reggerting it when Guillermo takes it to heart :((((( bro why is this episode to sad

Epiosode 6: B

Why does guillermo know that nandors whacking it 

Guillermo falls when flying for the first time when Nandor calls for him, is it because: A. he got distracted and stopped focusing on flying, or B. super nervous around Nandor 

Noone helping guillermo with his broken god damn leg >:(

Drugged up Geillermo is so sweet

“The one i love most is Nandor, because hes like the queen bitch!” you heard it here first folks! 

Episode 7: C

Sky fucking 

“This is my DIARY! :(“

Guillermos a father 

“Having a wank?!”

Episode 8: A

Nandor and Lazlo fucking!!! Only 3 times a week tho :( 

Guillermo gets to sit at the main table with the vamps :)

Guillermo the slayer getting called out, and Nandor trying to cover for him :)

“RUN!!” “show him mercy!!” and then Nandor literally being dragged by the Barron whilst begging him “Baron, stop!”

Is Nadja okay? Why she want to die?? :(

Baron about Guillermo being turned not by Nandor: “It is a violation, a humiliation, a shame from which neither you nore Nador will every recover.” heyy uhhhh, i think he was right :(

Nandor being worried when the baron asks for a moment alone with Guillermo 

“I did all this because I wanted to be a great vampire, like Nandor”

Nandor begging for mercy for Guillermo

“Baron, I beg mercy! I know that Guillermo has made some mistakes, [...] but he did so to defend his master. Whatever Guillermos flaws may be, he has always been loyal to me…”

Dead Guillermo ?!??

Nandor craddeling “Guillermos” body in his lap and arms, whispering “oh no” to himself :(((

Nandor cutting back at the barron saying guillermo was just a familiar! 

“he was not just a familiar, he was my body guard, he was the best man at my wedding, he was my friend…”

Nandor shouting at Lazlo to stop as he cuts open his belly!

Nandor seems to be pathologically unable to show unrestrained affection for people (specifically guillermo) how many times has he shows affection or care for guillermo, just for it to be followed up by a cutting remarks? how many times has be gone to touch him and pulled away before reaching him?

“fly like the wind my little friend”

Guillermo in Nandors coffin!

“the first day guillermo become my familiar, he gave me a card… what did that card say?” your telling me he remembers what it says?? a decade+ later??? these mother fuckers forgot about jerry entirely, and he remembers a card a decade latter??? wow

“it said, to be a vampire is my dream, but to be your familiar is my honor, thank you for this opportunity” and tandoor mouthing the words too….. 😭

“we have a long history guillermo, i image that i know you almost better than anyone.”

Episode 9: A

‘Guillermo smell this jock strap!’

“Guy like that, gets a whiff of something musky, he absolutely will not stop” 👀Guillermos into Bears canon 

TBH skip to 17:00

LMAO the Guide casually letting slip that Guillermo is a vampire now

N: you asked… someone else, a vampire that was not me…” G: I felt like I had no other choice (eyes tearing up, said with a gulp). N: You could have asked me! G: Are you fucking kidding me? I asked you repeatedly for 13 years! N: Yes, and I was gonna get round to it! If have a lot on my plate at the moment! G: *sad scoff* N: Who? Who was it? it's relevant to me! …. N: now I’m going to be honest with you, I am going to kill you Guillermo, and then quite possibly myself.

Nandor immediately knowing what’s wrong with Guillermo and his half vampire state

Run Forest Run!

Episode 10: A

Guillermo is lost, scared and hiding from Nandor

Nandor destroys Guillermos Bed and pillow that he gave to him in seasons 5 and 2 respectively :( 

Nandor literally strangling a guy he thinks is Guillermo 

“I have given Guillermo my friendship, and this is a gift I do not give to just anyone. [...] I thought Guillermo had earned it.” :( 

More afraid of losing the vamps/Nandor than dying

Yo Nandor threatening Guillermo's mom is so intense

Guillermo and his stakes

G: I don't believe you. N: no of course your don't….

This feels like foreshadowing to S6E5

THE WARRIOR CODE!

Guillermo almost stads Nador #4! Also hot suicidal Nandor 

MAMA THE VAMPIRE SLAYER!!!

Guillermo will finally be an equal! 

Nandor smart, 

GUILLERMO THE VAMPIRE!! Lmao the lisp with the fangs

Nandor is so ready to accept him into the group now! Hunting with him, giving him vampire tips

Guillermo can't go through with it :( too human 

Nandor the creep, “just as i feared, guillermo is not cut out to be a vampire, i will fix…”

Also, him trying to use a gine wish to fix it is so sweet, (but also what happened to those 3 wishes Nandor got as a wedding present?)

The ceremony of vampiric transmogrification

The image of Nandor and Guillermo, face to face, close together, as for the first time Nandor tends to Guillermo instead of the other way around, carefully tying the bow on Guillermo's cloak….. The zoom into Nandors hands near Guillermo's heart and neck, hiding both of their faces, although showing Guillermo looking up at Nandor. Wow, the subtext is beautiful

Also, I LOVE those robes.

“ the answear must come from your heart” “ would you rather be a human or a vampire.”

The look on Nandors face, the look on guillermos face as he is essentially breaking the news to Nandor via looks. For a second it seems Guillermo will not have to say anything, but he does, “a human”. Nandor would have understood him either way.

Guillermo cant even kill Derek, G: “I cant do this”, N:”you want me to do it.” Nandor whispers to Guillermo softly. G:”i dont know…” N:”I do.”

Earlier in the season, Nandor tells guillermo that he knowns Guillermo better then anyone, this scene really proves it.

Long hair and bear Guillermo!!

Nandor just Had Guillermo's old glasses in his pocket?!?! Was that specifically because he anticipated the change, or does he just have a spare pair for him??

Nandor made up an entire ceremony to help Guillermo. Nandor putting his hand on Guillermo caringly.

Lazlo helping Guillermo with the body is very sweet

____________________________

Season 6

Episode 1: B

Nadja being causion not to upset nandor by talking about guillermo

“Its okay to just admit you miss him a little bit”, Nandor “in denial” the relentless

Guillermo fix the coffin/box that Nandor bought for him and then destryoed last season 

I love the little pride flags in Guillermos new room, also tbh it looks like a better place then his last room 

Guillermo putting boundaries down between him and Nandor, they havent seen each other in months! im happy for him, but sad for my ship

Nandor dosent look happy about it 

Good old Panera Bread

Nanodor just wants to talk about Guillermo to Jerry lmao 

Nandor hanging out in Guillermos room to talk, both of them sitting on his bed

“I ate your shit over and over!”

Everyone wanting guillermo to move back in :( 

Ya your definitely doing okay Nandor 

“As a former friend” ouch. Also Guillermo desperately trying to set boundaries

Episode 2: B

"Guillermo has a big time, big boy,  big dick job?!”

Guillermo, Nandor and Nadja are coworkers!

blue collar Nandor!

Nandor just wants to help and support Guillermo :( but

Straight^tm Guillermo

“no funny business! like murder…”

Episode 3: A

“now that guillermo has left the house, Nandor is a broken man”

Alconodar Nandor! + shirtless Nandor! been a while

“sashay away!”

Nixon Nandor???

Nixon Nandor going to Guillermo for help :(((( 

Guillermo immediately knowing something wrong with Nandor :((( 

“Sockittome” how romantic 

Love how after everything, Guillermo has a very chill relationship with the Baron 

Nandor x Lazlo, that ship has gotta be a thing right?

Baby Guilermo 😣 

Nandor playing along (also note the weird ass handshake)

This scene is so adorable and sad 

Guillermos excitement and joy about interviews and meeting a vampire, and having the possibility of being a vampire infront of him :(((( 

Guillermo got bullied :( was shy and no friends 

“I was rich and a jock”

Not Nandor wanting guillermo to stay as he is, saying he’ll let both of them just how one night like this (and then, once again, immediately cutting his words of affection with an insult to guillermo)

Episode 4: A

Lmao nandors into the Guide now….. Oh no… they, they arent going to make them end game are they??

“Yes mast…. Yes Jordon!” lmao freudian slip

Guillermo has to fire Nandor!? 

Gillermo really dosent want to fire him :( 

“When i was a warlord, I would always discourage none sexual fraternization amongst the men”, so… sexual fraternisation is allowed with your man colleges then  ?????

Nandor literally looking sadly through a window at Guillermo and his boss is insane 

Insane of drunk guillermo to stand right behind nandor on the couch, putting his hands on his shoulders and saying “the rest of it can go fuck it self” until he remebers about jordon

“Its about being the right fit, maybe thats what we were? Or weren't… Nandor couldn't make me a Vampire, and i cant make him a Janitor.”

This whole broken up vide is very sad

“Im proud of you.” and then Guillermo immediately firing him is so painful

N “Its fine!” G “Im so sorry…” N “good luck guillermm…” is he choked up? Was nandor going to cry?

I dont understand the handshake, its a very week handshake, with nandor not even grabbing his hand back. It seems maybe he was so sad man couldnt even shake his hand, even though he wanted to 

Hes humiliated :( Nandor for the first time asking for privacy from the Doc crew oh my god, and him breaking down and scream when they keep following him. Hes so hurt and angry ughhhh.

Epsiode 5: AAA (SORRY THIS ONE NEEDS CLEANING UP, i went a tad insane)

Nandors run away :( 

“The blade of the proverbial guillotine has dropped, and the blood has pooled at Guillermo's feet” damn Lazlo  

Nandors gone insane

“when one is burned, one feels most at home among the ashes” “amongst others that have been discarded” oh Nandor :(

Nadja calling out Guillermo for being mean to Nandor

Also Nandor doing weird shit in the background

“we are the hollow men”

Nandor talking to himself saying “you live a thousand years and you think you know what betrayal is, what horror is, but then in a single instant you find out what man is truly capable off.” AND THEN REQUESTING SIMON AND GARFUNKLE

Guillermo and Nandor fighting :(

S1E4: Guillermo “quits” for the first time (dosent really, but was ready to bounce).

S2E6: Nandor tells some random vamp he can kill Guillermo 

S2E7: Nandor is very chill with Guillermo killing a vampire, and even lies for him to cover it up.

S2E8 : Nandor tells Guillermo he should leave 

S2E8: Guillermo  breaks up with Nandor  quits and finds a new  mommy  master 

S2E10: Guillermo quits #3 and moves home

S3E8: Nandor leaves guillermo for a cult.

S3E8: G says, after Nandor has left for the cult: “I guess I know how it feels, every time I left or I quit…” 

S3E10: Nandor after anouncing hes leaving to travel the world to guillermo alone: “You are one of the things I need to get away from” 

S4E10: Guillermo quits #4 ! (does so quietly tho, thinking hed be a vampire by end of night)

S5E1: Nandor: “[whilst still laughing at guillermo and the idea of him becoming a vampire] Guillermo i’m sorry, eventually, of course i will definitly be turining you into a vampire, when the time is right.” 

“She didnt trust you, you hadent given her a reason to.” - Armand, interview with a vampire

S5E8: Baron about Guillermo being turned by a vampire that is not Nandor: “It is a violation, a humilation, a shame from which neither you nore Nador will every recover.” 

S5E10: (guillermo whilst holding a stake up to nandor at his moms house, after nandor has been trying to kill him due to him becoming a vampire) 

G : I dont believe you. N: no of course your dont….

Also the comparison of Nandor and Guillerms fight and Nadja and Lazlos fit. 

“Im not the enemy, and you know that!”

“Your just pissed you werent … a good culture fit.” :( way to rub it in 

Nandor playing ANOTHER BREAKUP SONG, AND, making guillermo listen to it fully lmao 

Literally a break up scene, this shit is insane 

N: I WAS HUMILATED! Do even know what loyalty is Guillermo?

G: Do i know what loyalty is?! Uh ya, i was blindly loyal to you for 15 YEARS!

N: Until you got rid of me! I never got rid of you. I protected you! Even through all the fuck up’s, and the time you forgot to buy glitter [G: Rolls eyes], and the “I want to be a vampire, no actually i dont want to be a vampire”! The time you vearly killed the Baron TWICE! Through all that shit! I was loyal. I may have done a lot of things Guillermo, But i never, got rid, of YOU!”

G: do you think i felt good firing you? I didnt want to fire you! But thats how things are! In the real world! In the human world! I had to do it! 

N: I used to be a human before i became a vampire, incase you forgot! I never betrayed by friends, my comrades in arms, NEVER! Maybe some of the wives, but you know it was a different time!” 

G: im sorry… i didnt know that the janitor job was so important to you. 

N: Well it was. It was my purpose, my purpose use to be raising you, to become a great vampire. Until you pussed out, and found a new master in Jordon. 

Guillermo then answering Jordons call, whilst Nandor angrily kicks stuff in the back is so sad. Even in there break up, Nandor cant get Guillermos full attention anymore.

….

G: You know, i do know what it feels like to loose your purpose. I use to want to be a vampire so bad, it guided every choice i made, i mean dont get me wrong, im happy im a human again, but it was hard. It was hard waking up every day with that not being the goal. To be a vampire

….

G: Well i think ive found a new purpose, you will to, somewhere… But maybe, right now, are purposes are taking us… in diffrent directations, and thats okay. 

N: Perhaps your right Guillermo, i am a warrior, but this is not my fight. 

Guillermo wearing the YASSSS Sean shirt from the pride epsisode is so sweet

[channieskies]

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕴𝕴𝕴: 𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖊́

Pairing: Bang Chan x Reader, Jeong(Jung) Jaehyun x Reader (Fem/AFAB/Curvy/Plus sized)

Genre: Smut (eventual), Angst, Supernatural Romance, Urban Fantasy

AU: Supernatural AU, Vampire Au, Werewolf AU, Witch AU

Word count: 6520 [Reading time: 27 Minutes ]

Networks: @neverendingdreams-net & @mirohs-aurora-society

Synopsis: You get the shock of your life, finding out just who and what you are. The veil is peeled back and thing start to become a little too clear for you.

CHAPTER INDEX

The back patio door swung open hard, pulling you both from the intense staring contest you were unwittingly having to see who had barged into your space. You mom stood at the threshold, her eyes as wide as saucers. “What have you done?” She shook with something akin to both anger and disappointment. “Y/N! Why did you do it?? Why?” She yelled, shocking both you and Chris. You stood and backed away, walking further down the steps and away from her wrath. You’d never seen her this angry before. She was normally the calmest person you knew, easing her way through even the toughest situations. “Why didn’t you wait for me? It’s my duty to take care of them! Now you-” She heaved the heaviest frustrated sigh. “God, what have you done?!” She dropped her head, her fingers tangling in her rust colored hair. “I guess it’s time to give you the talk I’ve been dreading since the day you were born......"

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Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the real lives or personalities of Stray Kids or NCT. I do not know them personally. This is purely a work of fiction.

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Last night felt like a fever dream. There was no way that your date-that-was-not-a-date with Chris unfolded like that. A kiss? A kiss shouldn’t have had that type of hold on you. The type of hold that had you touching your smiling lips just at the thought of it. You felt your bed dip ever so slightly, eyes traveling down to the intrusion. It was that damn cat again. What was it with that cat in your room? Did your mom make it chill in here while you were away or something? Socks came up to you, and put her paw on your hand, making you lower it. She then proceeded to boop your lips with her nose. “Was… was that a kiss?” She didn’t respond in the usual way she did, she just snuggled up to you, her cute face tucked into the crook of your arm. She must have really taken a liking to you, being that she was being affectionate with a complete stranger. Well, maybe not a complete stranger, you did introduce yourself yesterday. You stayed in bed, cuddled with your mother’s boss's cat, just petting her silky fur as she purred against you.

Just like the day before, there was a soft knock on your door before you mom peeked her head in. “Are you ready? I’ll be leaving in an hour or so for work.” She sighed looking at your form, still under the covers, still in pajamas. “You owe me, remember? You know this is important to me. So please, don’t disappoint me and say you aren’t going. ” Was it Sunday already? Gosh the weekend flew by in the blink of an eye. Your eyes flashed to the wolves you encountered the night before, your heartbeat quickening at the thought of the way it looked at you. You shuddered at the thought, wanting to push the memory as far down as you could get it. “You’re meeting my boss, so dress nice. Nothing with weird slogans or holes in it. Just.. just dress appropriately, okay?” She called for Socks, who quickly moved away from you and off the bed to your mom. “You've got an hour, young lady. Not a second more!” A hefty sigh passed your lips as you will yourself to get up and get out of bed. As a child, you would spend your weekends reading to other children in the pediatric ward of the hospital. You continued that tradition even in college, up until you left town abruptly.

It took you fifteen minutes less of the allotted time to get ready to go with your mother. You’d settled on just a plain, beige top and some army green cargo pants, so not to ‘embarrass’ your mother. As a matter of fact, she was the one cutting close to the hour she’d specifically told you that you had. “Okay, I know. I know.” Her large pink framed glasses sat on the edge of her nose as she searched the living room for something. Your mother was known around the hospital for her eccentricities. She kept her hair short and often colored a rusty color. Her glasses changed with whatever outfit she had on that day. So today they were pink, matching the yellow and pink Hello Kitty scrubs she planned for today, with her bright yellow crocs. She spoke, pulling her keys from the bowl she kept near the front door. “Grab Socks and let’s go, I don’t want to be late. Even though I’d blame it on you anyways.” All you could do was chuckle and shake your head, you knew she would absolutely blame it on you if she was late. She swung the door open and headed out to the car in her usual dramatic fashion, while you collected Socks from where she was lounging around. 

Your mother drove like a bat out of hell to make sure she could find a good parking space at the always crowded city hospital. The last time you were here, your grandfather took his last breath, leaving you with a small hole in your heart from losing him. Guess it goes to show that all the men in your life eventually leave. If not by death, then by peacing the fuck out like you were some kind of leper they didn’t want to catch a case of doom and gloom from. With Socks in her carrier, you followed your mom in. After getting your visitors pass, you made your rounds, saying hello to old faces you hadn’t seen in months, even meeting some people who were new to you, but seemed to know everything about you. Your mom really had a knack of talking a little too much about you. Especially when you received several, ‘I feel like I know you’s’ from people you’d never met. You and her would have to have a chat about that later. As per usual, you were on volunteer duty. Your mom had found the perfect job for you to do while she waited for ‘Dr. Jay’, as she affectionately called him, to finish his first set of rounds.

With Socks on her leash, you perused the pediatric ward, looking for any child that needed  ‘Kitty Care.’ According to one of the second-level nurses, Dr. Jay coined the phrase after Socks had made her first great escape from his office. She found her way to the playroom, where several children took turns playing with her. He noticed that after the kids spent time with Socks, some of their labs were better. So he brought her in twice a week to do her kitty nurse duties. Even when he was out of town, your mom took on the role of bringing Socks and taking her around. You guessed that it gave her something to do, other than work in her garden or do volunteer work. 

You swear those were the only things that woman did, besides gossip about you, of course. You sat in the much too small chair as the children gathered around to play with the sweet cat. She must’ve loved her job, you could feel her purring in your lap, vibrating her calm energy into both you and the kids. They had been telling you how long they had been in the hospital and what they were in for. Some even went as far as to tell you their favorite things, some of which you’d never heard of. But then again, you were probably old enough to be their mother at this point. Especially taking in consideration that your baby would be the same age as the youngest in the room if he or she would have survived.

You probably wouldn't admit it, but it was nice to be around people, albeit little people, who had such a positive outlook on life. They were happy, despite whatever circumstances put them in this awful place. “It’s Dr. Jay!” One of the little girls said, her perfectly round little cheeks tinting with blush. You and Socks’ captive audience dispersed one by one, each of them heading on the other side of the hand painted partition. You put Socks down, so she could run off and greet her owner and proceeded to follow behind closely. You heard his deep chuckles before you saw his face. You were expecting, hell, you didn’t know what exactly you were expecting, but it wasn’t the man who greeted you. He was kneeling, talking to the smallest of the children when his eyes met yours. He looked up slowly and you stopped in your tracks. 

This was Dr. Jay? You assumed he would be like any of the other bosses your mother had over the years. You thought he’d be some old man who had been a doctor for over half of his life. This man didn’t look a day over twenty-five, how the hell was he a practicing doctor? With his trendy gold rimless glasses, jeans far baggier than any doctor you'd ever seen before, and a graphic tee to blend his not a doctor look together under his white lab coat. This is the person your mom wanted you to dress up for? He ran his fingers through his thick hair, pushing it back just for it to fall back in his flawless face.“Dr. Jay, this lady had Socks with her! She's really nice! She's nurse Jenny's daughter.” He broke the searing eye contact he held with you for longer than he should have, with a chuckle, showing off his deep dimples.

Yes, that's what this man needed, dimples. He had to be God’s favorite, if you believed in that type of thing. He stood to his full height, which towered over both you and the children. “Ah, you must be Y/N. Your mother talks about you frequently. I feel as if I know you.” That makes him and everyone else in this damn hospital. His voice was unsuspectingly deep, and very smooth. You could listen to him talk in absolute gibberish or list off whatever medical jargon he knew and not have a problem with it. There was something about his eyes that pulled you towards him, you didn’t even notice you moved until one of the children pulled on your shirt. You looked down shocked, you could have sworn you were a few feet back from them and not in the little half circle they had formed around the doctor . “It’s nice to finally meet the woman behind all the stories your mother tells us.” 

You were enraptured by his stunning beauty. What was with this place importing all this beauty after you left town? Christopher was one of the few attractive men you knew. By few, you mean, just him. There weren’t too many other people you were physically attracted to. You fell for your exes because of personality, as hard as that was to believe now that things had ended horribly. “I’m Jaehyun, or Dr. Jay, whichever you want to call me, is fine.” He extended his hand for you to shake and that's when you noticed you hadn’t said a word to this poor man. So much for making a good impression on your mom’s boss. No wonder she told you not to embarrass her, you were downright shamefully staring at this man.

“Wait- You're her boss? I thought you’d be much… um… older and much less handsome. She really omitted that part entirely.” You laughed, feeling that embarrassing heat creep up your neck to your face. Smooth. Real smooth. Sometimes your thoughts escape their mind prison through your mouth, unfortunately. “I mean- It’s nice to meet you, Dr. Jay.” You took his warm hand in yours, trying to avoid speaking again. As soon as your fingers grazed him, you had this overwhelming feeling of deja vu, like being caught in a never ending knot, intertwined like the interlaced branches that held together your handed down, moonstone necklace. When his hand enveloped yours, scenes flashed past your briefly closed eyelids like someone fast forwarding through a movie. Cultures and languages you didn’t know or understand, moments you'd never been a part of, people you didn’t know, all of it was foreign to you, but you were seeing it as if it was through your own eyes. As if you were the main character of whatever period piece you were being compelled to witness.

Have you known this man? Tears lined your eyes as you watched all that could have been.  Or what was? You didn’t know, you didn’t remember any of this, this was the first time you were seeing anything of it. At least the first time in your lifetime. The last thing you saw was him crying at the bedside of whom you assumed was someone he deeply cared for, as the surroundings faded to darkness, dressed in clothes from a time period you didn’t recognize. You pulled your hand away quickly, rattled. What the fuck was that? You shook your head, trying to erase the fragmented realities that just passed your mind. But you felt dizzy with all of the information buzzing about in your brain. You felt lightheaded, overwhelmed with the information overload.

You snatched your hand back, afraid of what would come next if you continued skin to skin contact with the handsome doctor. “Are you okay?” He reached his hand out to check on you, but you quickly moved back. You couldn’t manage many of your mental faculties, so you just nodded in response. Did he see what you saw? Was he plagued with the same visions of what looked like the past as you had been? What in the empath hell had just happened to you?  You could have sworn shit like that only happens on Charmed. You wanted to know if he saw or felt the same things you did, but at the same time, you didn’t want to stick around and find out, just in case you were tangled in some weird destined red string of fate type situation. Fate was laughable, especially when it came to the love bit of it. You wanted no parts of that.

You said your goodbyes to the kids, telling them you’d come back another time and left both the doctor and Socks in there with them. You could feel eyes on you as you passed by the large windows that surrounded the playroom. But when you looked back, no one was watching you, they all seemed preoccupied with Socks to even notice your existence. You booked it to where you last saw your mother. You waited until she finished with a patient before you informed her that you weren’t feeling well and would head back home on your own. She didn’t argue, shockingly, and actually told you to take the car. You declined, you knew how late her shift ran, and didn’t want her stranded here until you came to get her. Plus, it was only a thirty minute walk back home.

An hour had passed and you still couldn’t shake the fragments of a past you shared with Dr. Jay. Or someone's past with Dr. Jay. The concept in itself was strange. Past lives? Your grandmother had mentioned it a few times, but you could have sworn that the lady was a little senile with the crazy things she used to say. Witches, vampires, werewolves, hybrids, magic, you name it, she believed in it. She once told you a tale of how your family came to be, that you were cursed to be the caretakers of mythical creatures. What a sham, right? Clearly that couldn't be true, you'd volunteered plenty of time throughout your life and never once met anyone out of the ordinary. 

Just regular people needing regular ass help. According to family lore, your ancestor, Enid something-another, was a witch. She owed a blood debt to someone who saved her from capture and a life of servitude. She’d told you that was the reason that the first born daughter was rooted and grounded to New Orleans once she inherited her powers and was taught how to wield them from her mother (or whatever power holder was before her). Your grandmother had broken the mold by having twin daughters, which was unheard of in your family, she often commented how she taught them both, but when the oldest twin died, she had to pass the torch to your mother.

Your mother. Your mother and all her Mrs. Frizzle like glory. That lady was many things, a witch she was not. Well, unless she cut you off in traffic, then yes, she was exactly that. No, your mother had been a mother, a nurse, a saint, a sister, a daughter, a lover, even a sort of botanist with her love of ugly plants. But there would never be a word that described her less. Witch. Ha, fat chance. Your grandmother, okay. Maybe you could justify that. With all her weird home remedies that she brewed over the open fire of your fireplace. The weird charms and crystals that decorated what is now your room. 

The strange incantations she would  say and the talismans she used to stuff in the seams of your clothes and other items to keep you safe, yes, your grandmother could have very well been a witch. But that's as far as you would have taken it in this family. So that bit of lore, you took with a grain of salt. You’d just chalk whatever you’d just experienced up to something weird going on with your hormones, and get past the weird feeling that lingered in your chest. You decided the best way to get over it would be to sleep yourself over it. You closed your eyes, hoping to drift off to lala land on a magic carpet or cloud, whatever got you there fast enough. But as soon as your eyes closed you started to hear the spookiest sound. It was like someone was scratching at the wall or the wood of a coffin.

Why was this happening to you all of a sudden? This town had its share of ghost stories, but why did it seem that you were being haunted? You closed your eyes tighter, straining to keep them that way. Gosh you wish you’d unpacked your white noise machine, you’d drown out that stupid sound with soothing rain at the highest volume. Then came the knocking. WTF? Your body shot up, glancing towards your door. The noise was inside the house. The noise was coming from outside your door. Was this how it ended for you? Being patient number two in the zombie apocalypse? You didn’t believe in vampires or werewolves, but zombies? Very plausible in your opinion. 

You couldn’t be concerned about how the thought of zombies made no sense, blood suckers and moonlight making humans change into wolves was something you couldn’t wrap your head around. It sounded chimerical, like some writer's delusions being taken seriously and spread all over the world. Against your better judgment, you climbed out of the comfort of your canopy bed and stalked over to the door. You didn’t dare open it, that would be full of stupidity on your part. Why risk getting your face bit off?

You sank to your knees, then laid on the floor. You peeped past the small gap under your door to see who or what was outside of your door, just to be greeted by white paws that looked like little socks. You opened the door to be greeted by the cutest little head tilt and meow from none other that Socks herself. “I left you with your papa, ho-how did you get all the way here?” You scooped her into your arms, and she nuzzled into your embrace. “Did you walk all the way here pretty girl?” She meows loudly, confirming. “You are brave, you know that right?” You stood to your feet and headed to the bed, laying across it and snuggling up to the cat. “I saw Something when I touched your papa. Like.. flashbacks? I guess- I honestly don't know what to call them.” You explained while she watched you and simultaneously groomed herself. “It was weird, honestly. I hope I didn’t freak him out. I was trying my best to remain at least kind of calm, but that was a hard ask…” You trailed off, wondering why the heck you were explaining all of this to a cat who just walked miles to get to your mom’s house of all places. Like she lived here and not in whatever expensive place the doctor lived in.

“You must really like it here with momma if you walked all the way here.” You laid on your arm as you stared at the beautifully unique black and white kitty with heterochromatic eyes. “Does momma treat you well?” You smiled, knowing that she did. She wasn’t unkind to anyone, that included animals just as much as humans. You always admired her love for people, knowing that you didn’t share the same love. Hurt and trauma tended to do that to a person. You used to be like her, but after your father’s tragic passing, and the way it was swept under the rug just because the person who caused that was in the mayor’s family, you’d lost faith in humanity. After falling in and out of love over and over, you’d lost faith in that as well. You were out here on this lonely island, expecting no one would ever find you and rescue you from the secluded hell you’d been living in for the last few months. Your phone buzzed on your bedside table, you turned around to answer the text that had come in.

|Christopher: You up for a late night drive or something, later?

Your brows creased. After last night? Did he forget the kiss you shared? It was still fresh on your mind as if it had been a few minutes and not almost a full twenty-four hours ago. You mustered up the courage to reply, you couldn't just leave him on read.

|You: Depends. Where do you plan on taking me and what are your intentions?

It took him a few minutes to reply, the chat bubble appearing and disappearing again and again.

|Christopher: Someplace I’ve never taken you before. And as for my intentions…… 

|I’ll pick you up around 9 pm

One thing a man would always have was the audacity. Even your dear friend Christopher at the end of the day, was a man. But you couldn’t help but smile at his obvious avoidance of your question. Guess you’d just have to wait and see.

You waited for Chris on your porch, taking in the sights and sounds of your street as it bathed in moonlight. The streetlight on the corner flickered on and off, it had been that way even before you left town. It’s amazing how some things change while others remain the same. You rocked on your great-grandmother's rocking chair, the one she had made herself. One that you hoped your mother would pass on to you, because of the beautiful marking she had all over it. Your mother had once told you they were protection runes. There were little things carved all over your house into the wood of the doors and windows. Apparently your great-grandmother was very paranoid when it came to demonic possession or something. Because what else would she need protection from? You checked your phone, it was well past nine and Christopher was nowhere to be found. That was unlike him in every sense of the word. He hated being a burden to people around him, so being on time was one way to make sure he wasn’t inconveniencing people. Even with all these years of knowing him, he was always either early or right on time, you don’t think he was ever late on his own accord.

You checked your phone again, to make sure he hadn’t called or text and you just missed it, but nothing. You were starting to get worried. What if something happened to him and he couldn’t call? You shook off sending yourself into a spiral and just called him. It rang and rang, before he picked up on the last of them. “Y/N, I-I’m so sorry..” His background sounded noisy, chaotic. People were yelling in what seemed to be panic. “I.. don’t think I’ll make it-” Someone shouted for him in the background, alarm was evident in their shaky voice. “Is your mom home?” He was apologizing for not being able to make the date that he planned, while also asking if your mom was home? What the entire fuck was going on with him? The hurt and disappointment that started to swirl in your chest was causing tears to brim your eyes. 

“You stood me up and you’re asking about my mom? Christopher- What the fuck?” He sighed, you could hear him shuffling, but he didn’t reply at first. You were starting to replace all the other feelings with anger. What was his problem? “I thought you were over me leaving… Why are you being like this to me? I apologized time and time again.. Why would you turn around-” He cut you off.

“Is she home? I need… we need her help.” His worry was evident and as sad as it was to say, but it helped to quell that anger that was starting to suffocate you slowly. “Jeongin.. He’s hurt and I don’t know who else to call, she said she’d always help-” Jeongin? The youngest of his roommates? The kind but blunt little cutie that you wanted to take for yourself? How was he hurt? Now your mind really started to wonder just what he had gotten into with his friend instead of getting ready for his planned late night drive with you. He choked out a sob and it was like your call to action. Hearing him this sad squeezed at something deep inside you, made you hate hearing him in pain.

“Where are you?” There was more shuffling, like he was looking for a street name or something.

“A few blocks from your place.”

“Bring him. I’ll see what I can do.” Your mom used to patch you, your neighborhood friends, and random strangers up. You had watched her so many times, you were sure you could recreate the steps with ease. Anything to help.

“Thank you…” He hung up and it only took a few minutes for your silent street to be drenched in the grumble of his truck. How eight people fit into the bed and cab of it, you had no clue. Must have been a magic trick or something. They were loud as they shuffled past the wrought iron gate that led to your porch. Christopher carried Jeongin in his arms bridal style. He was carrying a full grown man in his arms and making it look extremely easy. But you couldn’t focus on that right now, the boy's life was in danger. There was blood everywhere. You got a glimpse of the wounds as the street light flickered on in the distance. You gasped. He needed a hospital, not a nurse or the nurse's incompetent daughter. You opened the door to the house, letting them in. Crowding the small home, the boys rushed to toss all your mothers nicknacks off the table and Chris laid Jeongin down on it. Seeing the gaping hole in the boy's stomach made you freeze in place. How could someone do this to such a sweet boy? He groaned and writhed on the table in pain. It felt like the oxygen and sound had been sucked out of the room as well as the sound as you took in the sight of him. All of the boys were lined up around the table, looking at you expectantly. You could feel their panic and it caused you to do so in turn. You swallowed hard, your heart picking up its pace, palms getting sweaty from the thought of fucking the boy with the gaping wound even more. 

What if you couldn't help? What if your hands were connected to death instead of life like your mother’s? You had lost your baby. Clearly nurturing something to fruition wasn’t in the cards for you. Your vision blurred even more as someone stepped into your field of view. Warm hands settled on your shoulders before a forehead was pressed to your own. “Please, Y/N, just try. Please… I.. don’t want him to die. None of us do. We know you will try your best, yeah?” His muffled voice slowly brought the sound back with each word he spoke. You nodded, eyes focused on him as he looked down at you. He pressed his lips to your forehead in chaste kiss. “What do you need me to do?” Taking a deep breath in, you started to delegate things for each of them to do. You scrubbed your hands and found the closest thing to surgical gloves you could, black kitchen grade ones would have to do for now. Towels, several bottles of distilled water, saline solution, a pillow, and pain medication from the medicine cabinet. You, on the other hand, took to your mothers herbal cabinet where she kept all her home remedies. You’d seen her in here plenty of times, but being the one in here felt oddly familiar. It was like she was guiding you to grab the things that you’d need, sage, rosemary, thyme, cinnamon, calendula, centella asiatica, boswellia, manuka honey, and lamb ear. You grabbed the mortar and pestle and took it to the table, you began breaking and grinding the plants and herbs together into a paste. 

“Someone bring the palo santo candle off of the living room table, it will help to get rid of whatever bad energy is holding this wound.” You took a bottle of water and poured it over a towel, you handed it to Minho so that he could clean the space around Jeongin’s gaping wound. You were normally too scatterbrained to multitask, but you were doing it now as if it was second nature. Like you were born to handle situations like this. “Okay, some of you are going to have to leave. Sit in the backyard or on the front porch if you want. But I need space. Chris and Minho can stay.” You centered yourself in the moment as the rest of the boys reluctantly evacuated the tiny house with groans of disappointment. It was just you and your two helpers and a currently unconscious Jeongin. “Chris, hold his arms, Minho gets his legs. This might be unpleasant.” You chewed on the inside of your cheek as you gathered the macerated herbs, honey and flowerlet mixture into your hands. You were going to have to pack to wound with the mixture before placing the lamb ear over it and actual bandage wraps over that to keep everything in place. Minho and Chris shared a look and took their positions as told. “Ready?”

It was a fight to get Jeongin to stay still as you tried your hand at helping his wound. But miraculously, Chris and Minho did a fantastic job at keeping him stationary. He was now resting in your bed, while the rest of the boys were littered around your house, doing their own thing while they waited for him to come to. You were perched on the back steps, looking up at the waxing crescent moon, a glass of whiskey in your shaky hand to calm your very frazzled nerves. You just did dining room surgery without a medical license, and you had no idea if the boy would survive because of you or die because of you.  You raked your fingers through your hair and sighed. You needed a cigarette, just to take the edge off of these sharp ass feelings you were currently being overwhelmed with. You were even tolerating the cool night air, glad to be out of the suffocating house. How did he even end up like that? It wasn’t normal. His wound didn’t look like a knife made it, not even the most jagged of knives could have ripped him open like that. It looked like someone tore into him with… claws of all things. Your mind drifted back to that night on the road on the way back from Chris’s place and the large wolves that crossed the road that night. Could that have been what happened to Jeongin? Wolves got him? A shiver went down your spine, just to be replaced by the warmth of someone's hand. You startled. “My gosh- Christopher, you can’t sneak up on me like that!” He chuckled lightly, his feelings seeming a little lighter than they did earlier.

“I thought you would have heard the screen door.” He took a seat right next to you and pulled you into him for a comforting hug. His hand found yours, fingers wrapping around it, easing the tremors that caused it to quake. He was the epitome of comfort, always finding a way to give solace to your turbulent mind and heart. “Jeongin just woke up.” He kissed the top of your head as a way to express his gratitude. “Thank you for fighting for him so fiercely. I don’t think he could have waited for your mom’s shift to finish.” He sighed, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. You could always tell when there was something on his mind, even now. “I think I should tell you what happened… I owe you that at least.” You pulled away to look at him, missing the warmth from his body almost immediately. You nodded for him to continue. “He was attacked. Hunted… really.” Your head snapped to his face to make sure you didn’t hear that wrong. “Jeongin and Seungmin went into town to see a movie.. But after it ended, they were confronted by this.. Pac- gang. They were asked to join them, but when they declined..” Your face morphed into one of horror while he remained calm. “They went for the one they knew would put up the biggest fight. They had more people than they boys thought… and they ended up pinning Seungmin while they.. Cl- cut into Jeongin. Telling them to take this as a message and a warning. Follow or die.” How could he be so calm about this? You had steam coming out of your ears. You were seeing red, Jeongin just wanted to see a movie with his friend and this is the outcome? You grit your teeth, trying to hold in your anger. “They beat Seungmin up after doing that to Innie. We found them in the alley behind the theater about an hour after they didn’t check in.”

You were seething. All this just because they wouldn’t join whatever gang of idiots did this to them? How was that even an incentive? That would make anyone more fearful of what they had in store for them if they did join. “Do I need to get my uncle to find out who they are? I can make a few calls and have their info to you within the hour or…” He stopped you, a soft smile facing his plump lips. 

“We’ll get it taken care of, don’t worry. Changbin is gathering intel as we speak.” You were glad that Christopher had finally found his people. He struggled after coming here from Australia, even with him being the friendliest person you’d ever met, he still had people that didn’t like him. (Shocking, I know.) He’d even had beef with a rugby player, a violent mother fucker who you also couldn’t stand, Vaiden. That dude always acted like he had the biggest cock known to man and anyone should be thankful he was offering it to them. When he pushed up on you at a party after you ignored his advances, Chris fought for your honor. It was brutal, they pummeled each other on the concrete of the fraternity row. You still to this day can’t tell who won, because they were equally matched despite Vaiden being much taller and having at least a good fifty pounds on your dear friend. If it wasn’t for the cops being called, you were sure they would have killed each other. Him and his friends tried their best to make it hard for Chris, but he always persevered somehow. So with him now finding some other friends, besides the likes of you, was nice to see. He seemed at home with the boys. Like he was finally able to be himself out in the open instead of in the confines of yours or his dorm room. “We’ll take him home tonight, to make sure both you and him get a good night's sleep. You worked hard and you deserve to sleep in your own bed, with clean sheets of course.” You shook your head. His hand found yours once again, his fingers drawing patterns on your skin. It was probably as comforting to him as it was soothing to you.

“Jeongin can stay as long as he needs to. I just want him to get better. Plus, he needs to get all the rest he can while he recovers. I can sleep with my mom or take the pullout if need be.” He smiled at you fondly for reasons you wouldn’t understand. “If you want, I have my old sleeping bag, you can stay and use that.” It wasn’t like it would have been the first time he’d used it, he’d slept over a few times for the holidays since traveling back to Australia was a big hassle. Plus there was almost never enough time in a holiday for him to get there, have a good time, and get back. So most of the time was spent with you and your mom in this cramped little house. You smiled thinking about all the good times you shared with Chris. It didn’t matter if you were both too broke to afford food and had to go halfsies on a meal from McDonalds, you had each other through the hard times. You missed being in the trenches with your best friend. “It’s up to you, Chris. I’ll go with whatever you want.” He looked at you then, only to notice your eyes were already on him. He looked at you deeply as if something in your eyes would give him the answers he needed.

The back patio door swung open hard, pulling you both from the intense staring contest you were unwittingly having to see who had barged into your space. You mom stood at the threshold, her eyes as wide as saucers. “What have you done?” She shook with something akin to both anger and disappointment. “Y/N! Why did you do it?? Why?” She yelled, shocking both you and Chris. You stood and backed away, walking further down the steps and away from her wrath. You’d never seen her this angry before. She was normally the calmest person you knew, easing her way through even the toughest situations. “Why didn’t you wait for me? It’s my duty to take care of them! Now you-” She heaved the heaviest frustrated sigh. “God, what have you done?!” She dropped her head, her fingers tangling in her rust colored hair. “I guess it’s time to give you the talk I’ve been dreading since the day you were born. Christopher, unless you want to be involved, I suggest you and your friends take your leave. Jeongin is up and walking around, so it’s safe for him to travel.” She turned her back to you, shaking her head, disappearing into the house leaving you there in awe of what just happened. 

“Wait- did she just say Jeongin was up and walking?” Your head snapped in Chris’ direction as he looked at you sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

“About that…”

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My Top Sam Quotes

i love me some cowboy ♡ yeehaw and all that

“You’re a werewolf, not a damn tank, what the hell were you thinking?”

“I want you comfortable. What that looks like, you tell me.”

“Oh god, don’t call the 90’s vintage, you’re gonna give me a complex.”

“Don’t you whistle like that at me you smartmouth, this ain’t anything you haven’t seen. I am not blushing. I don’t blush.”

“Mr. Shaw.”

“You’re a big softie under it all too. Boop.”

“You don’t have to keep the armor up tonight. The fighting’s done. You can just rest. I got you, Darlin.”

“You’re my heart, Darlin’.”

“Oh you hush, of course that got my heart speeding up again. Wiseass.”

“Have some popcorn, it’ll soothe you.”

“Matter of fact, yes, I do know how to get food delivered nowadays. Do you know what the inside of a grocery store looks like?”

“Yeah yeah, I’m a mother-hen, what else is new?”

“Don’t worry, if the shock takes you out, I’ll be sure to catch you.”

“You feel like home, Darlin’.”

“It’s a Vamp’s favorite season. Well, my actual favorite season’s Fall, but you get me.”

“That’s for strangers. We can be as mean to family as we damn-well please.”

“How do you wanna do this? You wanna ride your cowb- you little-“

“You feel like sunlight on an easy day. That warmth and that comfort. Gentle and all around.”

“You like that? You gonna be good for me?”

“Hey. Look at me. Please.”

“Yeah, you’re awful put-upon. Your mate’s a heartless old curmudgeon who wants his arm rest.”

“No. No, I’m not falling asleep. Couldn’t be me. I’d never do such a thing.”

“Your vampiric pillow awaits.”

“Hey. Jokes aside. You do make sense, Darlin. Just cause some people don’t wanna put in the work to understand why doesn’t mean you don’t.”

“What the hell do you have against flannel? It’s efficient.”

“Oh I’m sure. My big bad wolf certainly would never get tired after a completely understandably draining day,”

“Tell me how you look so damn good right after waking up. Bullshit. You look heavenly.”

“You know better than me that if you don’t answer that goofball he’s just gonna keep calling.”

“Man’s gotta point. [smack] Ow.”

“Make it two.”

“I’m an equal opportunist shit-stirrer once you make the mistake of getting close to me.”

“You keep that up and I'll buy a walker just so I can beat your ass with it.”

“I didn’t realize those were our names, I thought he was drawing pictures…”

“Who you calling an underdog, pup?”

“Oh, so I’m a flop now?”

“Want some chocolate? It might soothe you.”

“Darlin’ what the hell is an Igglybump?”

“Play nice. I know you can even if you don’t like to.”

“Being so good for me. Wait until I tell ya.”

“So what if I am soft for you? You deserve soft.”

“I am not charming. I’m a moody curmudgeon, and I like it that way, thank you very much.”

“When I’m with you, my brain takes up shop in the wrong head.”

“Keep his name out of your fucking mouth.”

“I’ve got you. Tears aren’t ‘stupid’, Darlin’. They’re human. You don’t have to hold back any part of yourself with me.“

“[punch] That’s for Frederick. [punch] That’s for his Progeny. [punch] And that’s for me.”

“The only thing that makes the two of you worse hellions than you already are is when you put your scheming heads together on something.”

“I’m practically a glorified backpack”

“I want you moving like this in a different position. Mmhmm. How did you put it back in the day? ‘Riding your cowboy’?”

“You’re so damn beautiful. You are.”

“My big bad wolf. I get to say that without getting hit nowadays? My, the times are a-changing.”

“Look. You can call me every version of ‘cowboy’ you want, but you keep ‘duke’ just locked up in that pretty head of yours, you got it?”

“It’s a fancy dick-swinging contest with a side of hors d’oeuvres.”

“Vincent. You’re my family, and I love you, so please don’t take this the wrong way, but four years ago when he was still around, you were just as much of a pain in the ass to be around most of the time.”

“What you and me got is stronger than any of this bullshit the world throws at us. Even if the world’s got a hell of an arm, lately.”

“Brown. My eyes were brown.”

“Where do you want these fangs, baby?”

[whumpsoda]

malak and nevan should have a playdate with swap!ad and swap!darius >:3…

cw: conditioned/enthralled whumpees

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“So…” Nevan started, nervously fiddling with the string of the rug below him as he kneeled before his masters - or, well, not exactly. “You aren’t our Masters?”

Darius - the human - adorned in an outfit with an unusual splash of color that Nevan just couldn’t get over, shook his head. “No, you’re ours.” 

“Mmm… weird.” Adrastus, with a wild clutter of hair and an usually uncoordinated outfit, sat beside Darius on the couch, Malak curled over their lap. He grinned happily as they pet his head and scratched below his chin, purring with pleasant warmth.

“Very.” Darius agreed.

“So… so wherever you live… me and Malak are your masters? Vampires?” Nevan could not only not believe what he was hearing, but also what he was seeing. These people were not his masters, yet they very much were.

Darius nodded curtly. “Right. And here, we’re yours?”

“Yes, sir.” Nevan bit his lip. His head was spinning with puzzlement, his befuddled mind struggling to make sense of what he was being told. “I’m, I’m sorry, I’m still confused. I don’t… understand…”

“Me, neither. Why’s Master all off, and cuddly and stuff?” Adrastus booped Malak softly on the nose, before he lazily did it right back to them in return.

“Master Adrastus likes him that way. They find him cute so, so enthralled.”

“Oh… that makes kinda sense.”

“Why don’t you sit on the couch? Why do you just kneel there?” With his arms crossed and posture perfect as always, Darius looked more like his usual counterpart than before, with his attitude tinged tone.

A shiver of anxiousness swiped down Nevan’s spine. “I’m not allowed to, sir.”

“C’mon. Just do it. I don’t like seeing you down there, it’s just… wrong.” Darius’ face twisted, more with uncomfortableness than the usual disgust.

“I- I can’t, sir, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Master said never, I mustn't.” Nevan insisted, gloved hands curling and digging into his thighs.

“Oh… ‘kay. No need to get so worked up.” 

“I’m sorry, so sorry.”

“It’s fine. Your fine. Nothing to apologize for.” His master would have never said such a thing, he rather enjoyed hearing his thrall apologize and beg at his feet. The sound of kindness in Darius’ voice didn’t quite fit.

A swift period of silence followed, awkward and stuffy. Neither Nevan nor Darius knew much of what to do, Adrastus and Malak only continuing to snuggle with one another.

“Am… am I a nice Master..?” Nevan whispered, before his gaze met with that of Darius’.

“Yeah. I love my Master. He’s fun, sweet, and likes to annoy the hell out of me.” He chuckled softly, a strangely tender smile cupping his cheeks. “He’s… great. Really great. How… how am I as a master?”

Nevan soared just getting the chance to rave about his master, lighting up in excitement. “Oh, wonderful! You let me clean as much as I want to, you let me sleep on the floor with Malak, and you even allow me to do your hair in the mornings!”

Darius’ jaw fell slightly slack, brows furrowing in an emotion of negativity that Nevan couldn’t quite place, and failed to expect. “Oh. Oh.” 

“You’re a splendid master! And, and so is Master Adrastus!” He exclaimed. “How, how is Malak as a master?”

Adrastus whipped around, beaming with a sense of adoration. “He’s wonderful! Just amazing! I love, love, love my master, he’s the best in the whole wide world! He’s kind, and gentle, and cuddly and he spoils me allllll the time with stuff and I love him so much!”

“Really?” 

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Nevan giggled, soft and airy. “My Malak’s like that. He’s just… more sleepy.”

“Yeah, I can tell. He’s so silly! I love him too!” Adrastus raised their voice, the brightest of smiles strung across their lips, one filled with more genuine joy than normal. “I love all the Malak’s!”

“My master’s better.” Darius scoffed, under his breath.

“Nuh uh!”

“Yuh huh.”

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[princessbettina]

Turned: Walter Deville x Fem! Reader

Summary--The day after you turned / transitioned from human to vampire, Walt takes extra care and watches over you and helps you get comfortable as a new vampire.

(A/N: This is a really random story I wrote in the middle of the night because that is just what I do sometimes and I really enjoy that. I apologize if some parts in this don't make sense, I tried. Please be nice. I also apologize if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes in this.

Warnings: None- just a lot of the use of the words, 'Darling' and 'My love' )

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The day after I turned was a lot calmer than the day before, even when the turning happened. Less chaotic than the day before too. I was laying on my back in the enormously comfortable bed in my room Walt had allowed me to stay in upon my arrival a few weeks ago.

A small knock on the door was heard. Not knowing who it could be, I allowed for the person to come in.

"Come in!" I called out loud as the door squeaked open, then closed quietly a few seconds later.

"Ah Y/n, you're awake." Said Walt as he quickly glided into my room, smiling brightly as soon as his eyes met mine.

I smiled back at him as I shifted my position from laying on my back to resting gently on my elbows.

"Hi, Walt bae." I spoke softly while a giggle escaped my lips.

Walt made his way over to the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed next to me, "How are you feeling, my love?" Asked Walt, he gently rubbed my knee atop of the silk toned blankets that covered the bed.

"Much better today. However, the taste of blood still tastes bitter on my tongue." I replied, giggling again as did Walt too.

"I'm so glad to hear that. And don't worry about the blood, okay? You'll get used to it as it does take a little to adjust to it, darling." Walt smiled softly, looking into my eyes as he showed me that I truly was okay and that I was in good hands with him.

Our eyes locked onto one another for a few long seconds that caused my heart rate to increase as my breathing began to hitch for a moment.

I then nodded my head as I blushed a little after hearing his reassuring words and started to feel it by his presence in the room.

"Thank you for being so kind to me, Walt. It really helps soothe the new vampire nerves and is making the experience so much smoother than I had imagined." I spoke softly as I reached out and held his hand in mine.

With that gesture, Walt smiled and nodded as well, while rubbing the top of my hand with his thumb.

"Of course my love. But no need to thank me. I'm quite sure you would have done a marvelous job turning on your own." Said Walt, sending a wink my way which caused me to blush once more.

"You truly know just what to say to make a girl tickled pink." I smiled more, beaming with delight.

Walt chuckled softly as he nodded his head after hearing my response. "I guess you can say I'm a bit of an expert in that field."

Him and I both giggled in unison for a couple seconds more. "I think we should get on with the day now, don't you think, my love?" Questioned Walt as he then gently patted my knee while hopping off the bed, standing a few feet away from me.

I nodded in agreement as I sat up in bed, smiling up at Walt for the billionth time. "That sounds perfect. Just please let me get dressed, I can't take on the day as a new vampire in my comfy cozy pajamas."

"Take your time. I will be in my study room. The door is always open for you there." Said Walt before quickly booping my nose with his finger.

I scrunch my nose as the heat began to rise on my face while giggling a bit louder as I wasn't expecting Walt to do something cute like that.

It was adorable.

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I began to get out of my bed, slipping out of the covers as I turned my body to the side as my feet were dangling a few feet above the ground.

Once I touched the ground, I took two steps forward as I tried making my way to the closet that had my wardrobe. By the third step, both of my legs buckled from underneath me.

Feeling that happen all at once was a very strange feeling. It was like the floor had collapsed from underneath me and the only way to go was down.

I gasped as I began to fall forward. By some lucky miracle, Walt was still in the room and saw what was about to happen as he quickly lunged forward to where I was at, catching me mid fall.

I landed safely in his lap as he had a strong grip on my arms, even when we both landed on the floor.

"Please tell me that's normal new vampire side effects, Walt?" I questioned as I raised my eyebrow up at him.

Glancing down at me, Walt nodded as his beautiful smile appeared on his face once more.

"Yes, my love. I'm sorry I didn't warn you about that before. I promise this won't happen all the time."

I sighed in relief and smiled softly as I looked up at Walt more. He quickly kissed my cheek before helping me up off the ground.

"Here you are, darling. Hang onto my hands for as long as you need."

My hands remained in his as I thanked him and smiled as he smiled as well.

A few moments later, Walt guided me to the ottoman bench that was placed in front of the bed in my room.

"With you almost falling like that can only mean one or two things, my love. Either you took too much or too little of my blood from the festivities the night before, or something else I can't quite wrap my finger around." Stated Walt, thinking out loud, his index finger pointing and resting atop his chin, leaving me confused a bit as to what he was thinking about.

"Your blood sugar is low and needs to get back up again. Would you fancy a snack, my love?" Walt raised his eyebrow as he smirked my way, as I of course blushed at the sight.

I giggled to myself while quickly nodding in response to his suggestion. Suddenly, a thought puzzled my brain about this.

"Wait a second. Vampires eat snacks? I thought they only ate the flesh of their prey, let alone drink their blood too?"

Walt chuckled to himself. He glanced down at the floor for a moment. He nodded his head and pursed his lips as he glanced back up at me.

"You must have heard that in books. We vampires eat any type of food there is, which includes snacks. Our vampire ablities aren't active during the day, only at night. Hence why we seem more human to others who may visit us from time to time here at New Carfax."

I smirked and nodded after hearing his response. I was a little embarrassed because I knew my basic vampire knowledge but just wasn't sure if those facts were true and accurate in this time frame.

Walt noticed my change in emotions as he gently tickled the tip of my chin with his fingers, causing me to be tickled pink again.

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Walt had taken me into the mannor's kitchen where there he prepared a snack dish he knew I'd enjoy.

I was sitting atop one of the kitchen counters as Walt came over and revealed the dish after removing the silver steel dish cover, which was a delicious and yummy slice of vanilla cake (A/N: Vanilla is one of my favorite flavors and I know that for the story, it should be chocolate instead. Just this once let be vanilla, please and thank you haha) that was so mouthwatering that it caused me so much excitement.

"Oooh! Vanilla flavored cake, my favorite. Thank you, handsome." I grinned and winked at Walt. He smiled and then placed the plate of cake on the counter next to me as he handed me a fork.

"Anything for you, darling. Now please eat, eat." Said Walt, motioning to the cake next to me.

I simply nodded my head quickly and blushed as I felt Walt's gaze on me. As I ate the yummy cake, that helped as the delightful fullness soon filled my stomach.

Walt helped me clean up by taking away the plate and putting it in the kitchen sink, knowing that one of the maids would clean it tomorrow. When Walt waltzed back over to me, his eyes and thumb gently landed on my lips.

Using his thumb, Walt gently removed a itty bit of leftover frosting that was on my lips. My breath hitched as the blush on my face grew rapidly.

"Looks like you missed a spot, darling." Walt softly spoke as he then smirked and licked the frosting off of his finger.

"Oh goodness, sorry about that. You can't take me anywhere I guess." I flushed a little from the slight embarrassment. Walt's soothing chuckle soothed my nerves as it echoed through my ears.

"You're adorable, Y/n." Was the last thing Walt said as he began to look deep into my eyes. One hand gently resting atop of my face as his other hand rested atop my thigh.

At this point, my face was as pink as a flamingo's feather and I'm pretty sure Walt could hear my heartbeat. Getting kissed by him always made my heart feel as if it were about to jump out of my chest.

I absolutely loved it.

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All I could was smile and giggle up at Walt as our strong eye contact with each other continued.

"You're pretty cute too, Walt bae." I whispered quickly as I soon closed my eyes after feeling Walt's lips touch mine.

As the kiss deepened, I gently anchored my hands on top of his arms as his thumb stroked and rubbed my cheek.

Shortly after, Walt slowly pulled away, allowing the both of us to breathe. He smiled at me as he rubbed my thigh and knee with his hand.

"This already feels like one of the best days of my life. I'm having a great time already." I chirped as my face still glowed from blush after Walt's kiss.

Walt smiled and continued to rub my knee / thigh more. "You deserve it, darling. I wanted to take extra special care and watch over you today, since you're a brand new vampire and I think you're already a marvelous one."

I couldn't stop smiling. Each and every single word that Walt said warmed my heart so much. I know he cares and truly cares deep down inside of him and in his heart, regardless of him being a monster that is a vampire. That goes for me too.

I didn't care. I love him for him and nothing else. Deeply too. Being a vampire alongside him was a thrill to me and I loved every second of it.

Walt had helped me off of the kitchen counter and the two of us exited the kitchen and were now in the large dark hallway in the manor, walking hand in hand together.

As we kept walking further into the manor, I gasped loudly, which caused us to stop walking. I then grabbed hold of Walt's hand as he widened his eyes because he wasn't sure what was happening yet.

"Y/n? My love, are you okay?" Walt quickly questioned as he rested his hand on the base of my back, kneeling a little to my height.

I stood completely still while holding onto his hand as my mouth shot open and it was there where I felt two large and sharply pointed fangs slide into form. This caused me to smirk to myself as it was my favorite part about being a vampire.

"Oh my gosh! My fangs are here again. This is so cool." I chirped again as I glanced down at Walt and let him examine my freshly added teeth.

Seeing the sight was a relief to Walt as he nodded his head and smiled brightly at me. "They look fierce and stunning on you, my love." Said Walt as he stood up straight again, sending a wink my way as I instantly blushed and stuck out my tongue.

"Uhmm darling? Are you hungry?" Walt randomly questioned, this time hesitantly as he realized what getting a new set of vampire fangs means for a freshly new vampire.

"Now that you mention it, yes I am. And not for cake this time. When is it feeding time around here for us vampires, Walt bae?" I confidently spoke as I smirked at Walt with my fangs still out. I couldn't control this new feeling and crave of blood.

Walt sighed hesitantly as he knew that it was time for my first feed as a new vampire. He knew he wasn't in harm but who would be my prey? That caused some hesitation in him, which was rare.

Walt gently but quickly grabbed hold of my hand and led me to the grand staircase, "Come along darling, let's go find a maid for you to feed on."

With that, that was exactly what happened. My official feeding as a new vampire happened and with the help and guidance of Walt, it went as expected… in Walt's mind obviously.

Walt was proud of me and I knew it. He knew I was ready to be a full time vampire alongside him and that's just the way he liked it.

-the end!

I hope you enjoyed the read. This was fun to write. I do apologize if it was kind of random or didn't make sense at parts. That's what happens when you start writing a story after midnight. That happens a lot for me haha. Either way, I hope you all liked it.

I should also mention that I got "Walt Bae" from Nathalie in an interview where she said that was her nickname for Thomas. I thought that was too cute and couldn't help myself and include it in this story.

[theconstellationprincess]

A continuation of my last story (This) about Gale of Waterdeep, wizard extraordinaire and occasional regressor

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Upon waking up Gale felt a great deal of peace and relief, until the events of the previous night washed over him and then he was anything but peaceful. He had regressed in front of Astarion, babbled about his stuffed cat and then demanded the vampire read to him until he fell asleep. Astarion was probably outside at that moment, telling everyone how pathetic he was, how much of a burden he was. Gale stood up, looking down at himself and feeling overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment. He quickly changed into his robes, shoving the onesie he was wearing (along with his other supplies) into its designated chest. He left the tent, scanning for Astarion the moment he was outside. 

“Hello Gale.” Gale jumped, whirling around to see Astarion, leaning against a tree next to his tent. He didn’t look particularly disgusted or angry, which gave Gale some hope.

“Astarion,” Gale greeted breathily, clutching his chest. “You sneak.” He accused playfully, “You’re going to give me a heart attack.” Astarion huffed a laugh and grinned.

“You need to be more perceptive,” Astarion teased back. Gale wouldn’t have really called them friends, but perhaps he misinterpreted. Astarion was being so kind to him, but perhaps it was just because he was worried about Gale blowing him up more so now than ever after Gales… strange behavior the previous night.

Gale cleared his throat and straightened his posture, making direct eye contact, despite the fact he hated direct eye contact, with Astarion so he’d know Gale was serious. “I wanted to talk to you about last night.” Eyes squeezed shut and then gaze averted, eye contact was far too much.

“Whatever about?” Astarion replied, amusement clear in his voice. Did Gale really have to say it?

“I wanted to give you my sincerest apologies." Gale began, picking at his nails as he struggled to find the words to explain. “It was not my intention to- to force you to take care of me. Not that it wasn’t appreciated, of course! I wasn’t in a right state of mind and-“ 

Astarion cut off Gales anxious babbling with a finger pressed over Gale’s lip. Gale shut up immediately. “Whatever are we going to do with you, hmm? I don’t do anything I don’t want to, not anymore. I was quite happy to care for you while you were… indisposed, shall we say.” Gale blinked a few times, titling his head in confusion. Why would it make Astarion happy to listen to him babble in a high pitched voice?

“But-“

“And I would be quite happy to do it again, should the opportunity arise. Now, shouldn’t you be making breakfast?” With that Astarion strode off into the woods, and as if on autopilot, Gale began preparing breakfast. He had gotten no answers, but it didn’t seem like Astarion would be revealing his secret, so small mercy’s.

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It was half a tenday later when Gale regressed again. It was like a switch had flipped and he was finding it far more difficult to force down the need to regress. While the regression was involuntarily, he could still push it back for a little while before everything became too much and he regressed again. It ended up being Tara, the real one that is, who caused his regression in the end. He had summoned her simply for the purpose of the company, for his other companions were celebrating their recent victory with wine and dancing, neither of which Gale was in the mood for. 

Having Tara curled up in his lap made him feel safe, content. Tara understood his regression, oftentimes more than he did, so she picked up on the fact he was in need of a push towards the headspace. It happened before Gale even realized what she was about to do- she booped his nose. Gale paused, going cross eyed to look at her paw, and then erupted into giggles.

“Tara!” Gale squealed, “What are you doing? Silly Tressym!” Tara did it once more for good measure and then flicked her head towards the chest she knew contained all the things he would want when small.

“Helping you, Mr. Dekarios.” Tara purred in response. “You should get changed into your softest clothes, and I will read to you.” Gale scrambled to comply. Tara had noticed that he often struggled to read to himself while small, and it only took a story or two before he was completely regressed, and likely asleep.

She was not anticipating a quiet knock on an external post of the tent. “Gale,” A voice called. Which one was it? Was it the one Gale had spoken to her about, the one who was familiar with her pet’s regression? “May I enter?” 

“Are you Mister Astarion?” Tara asked instead of answering. If he was, then she’d ask Gale, who would almost certainly say yes, otherwise it would be a quick and strict denial.

“I- what? Yes but-” Tara stopped listening, instead refocusing on Gale. She purred when she noticed the outfit he’d chosen, the Tressym onesie that he had sewn himself. Gale looked at her when she began to purr, smiling happily at her contentness. He clearly hadn’t noticed her conversing with the vampire spawn.

“Would you be alright if Mister Astarion joined us?” Tara asked him, pushing her head into his hand when he offered it. He scratched her chin, eliciting another purr. With eyes suddenly much brighter, Gale nodded excitedly. A pacifier sat comfortably in his mouth, making Tara wonder how old he was feeling. Gale didn’t generally have a specific age, so they work qualitatively in older, young, or younger. She was pretty sure he was falling under the younger category.

“You may enter, Mister Astarion.” Tara called towards the tent flap, jumping up onto Gale’s shoulders. Astarion entered the tent in a fluid motion, eyes hard until they landed on Gale, upon which they immediately softened. Gale grinned at him, immediately beginning to babble about the book Tara was going to read for him, and Tara watched with narrowed eyes as Astarion appeared to become genuinely interested in what Gale was saying. She watched for as long as it took for her to understand that this Astarion truly meant no harm to her pet, and that he was actually rather good for the man. Good, Gale was in desperate need of more friends.

Once Gale had tired himself out talking about the book, Tara hopped off of his shoulders and weaved around his legs, purring slightly as she herded him towards the mountain of pillows and blankets he had. Gale collapsed onto the pile with a giggle, squirming around as he tried to get comfortable. Once he had settled she turned her attention back to the elf, narrowing her eyes at him and flicking her head towards the blanket pile. He looked confused for a moment before he too settled down into the cozy space, with Gale immediately squirming his way over to him so they could cuddle. Astarion looked unsettled, briefly, but the look disappeared just as quick as it had come. Tara filed it away for later and flicked open the book Gale had wanted to have read to him, beginning the story much to the delight of Gale, and to her surprise, Astarion. He looked invested, not as much as Gale, but interested enough that she took note of it as well.

She only had made it 2 chapters in before Gale had dozed off, face squished against Astarion’s chest. Astarion looked sleepy, but was not asleep, so Tara continued reading the book until he entered his trance, which was at the end of chapter 5. She purred happily upon seeing the two, peaceful and together. She tugged another blanket over the top of them, not wanting them to grow cold as the night continued, and curled up next to Gale, for he was far warmer than the elf.

She would need to do some more digging on Astarion, but for now she was content to let him rest with her kitten.

[plushiebimbo]

This won’t be like super awesome or something but here we gooooooooo-

Good mornin- or Evening, I guess

The sunset that shines it’s last beams.

The slow ticking of the alarm clock.

The calm and breathing air that settles before the night dwellers awake.

Yuli snuggles into the pillow that they held, hoping to sleep just a little bit more before having to hear the alarm go off, signaling that it’s time to get up and work. Despite the need of wanting to sleep, their body slowly stirs, knowing that it’s an inevitable thing. They can only let out a weak groan as have this internal struggle with themselves; causing them to not notice the grasp on their waist getting tighter.

Alucard presses his lips on the back of their neck, slowly turning into actual kisses as he himself starts to wake. Alucard carries the kisses to the smaller vampire’s cheek, making him giggle as Yuri slowly wakes up to the tenderness of their form. He looks over at Alucard and gives him a half tired smile, his sentence being cut off by a yawn: “Good morning, dearest.”

“Good evening. Slept well, pet?” Alucard answered back, a soft look in his eyes but his usual grin taking up his face.

“As well as dead can sleep. Wish we could for a few more minutes.” They stretch, sitting up from the shared bed that Alucard and Yuli slept in. They crack the joints that got stiff and stuck, making them let out a moan of relief as their spine cracks into place.

“It would be delightful, but then a few minutes would turn into an hour, and a hour would turn into the whole night.” Alucard shared, sitting up from his spot, “And that would turn into Sir Integra being rightfully furious with us, pet.” He finally add, booping Yuri’s nose. They sniffled, getting up from the bed to start getting dressed into their proper uniform.

Yuli takes a moment to put the dress and apron on, making sure each button was buttoned up and each bow was tied. He sits at the vanity, putting on their usual make up of red and black eyeshadow and blood red lipstick.

“I do not simply understand how you insist on getting ready like that. It’s so tedious and takes up time. Didn’t you learn how to manifest your own clothes?” Alucard scoffs. In a blink he’s already dressed in his usual attire; the red trench coat and shades. Yuri only smiles as they finish their makeup, moving on to putting their hair up into a white scarf.

“I have learned; I just prefer not to. What happens if I forget to keep them on? Wouldn’t want to be caught naked. Tho…” they turn their head towards him as he gets close to them, “You wouldn’t mind seeing that, I’m sure others would.”

The lanky red vampire chuckles, it coming deep from his chest. He leans down and presses his lips on their neck, covering the vampire mark, continuing his perverted laugh into their skin.

“I think people should appreciate art at it’s fullest. Who wouldn’t enjoy looking at a body like that?~” Yuli rolls their eyes and pushes him off, getting up from their seat, putting on the rest of their uniform: stockings and sliver tipped boots.

“You’re only saying that because you know what you can do to please me.”

“True… but I also know how to make you shiver for more. Make you think of nothing else. Drive you to madness. Make you beg fo-“ they stop him, their face becoming red as they try to chuckle their way out of this.

“Yes yes, we get it. Don’t need to get riled up before work, Al.” the blushing maid rolls their eyes and smirks. They give him a quick peck on his lips, having to stand on their tip-toes to reach a bit.

Yuli checks the clock one last time, acknowledging its time to head out and begin work. “I’ll be quiet busy. Dinner has to be made, some of the office rooms have to be clean, and whatever miscellaneous task Walter and Sir Integra has for me. I assume the moment you make yourself known to be a awake, you’ll be sent off to a mission or few. The possibilities of us seeing each other before sunrise might be slim.”

As Yuri explains, Alucard smirks and wraps his arms around them one last time, embracing the smaller figure. He takes in the sent and soft feeling of them, the little maid making his insides jump a bit whenever he hold them. Yuli softly moans, nuzzling their head onto the hit man’s chest, feeling a jolt of life spark through them one last time. The give each other one last kiss before Yuri takes the handle of the door, ready to open it.

“One last thing.”

“Ye-EEEAAAS!?” Yuli jumps a little bit, feeling Alucard’s large hands grab at their ass, squeezing it in the process. Yuri swears they can feel their heart beat out of their chest.

“For good luck~” Alucard laughs, watching the short vampire turn bright red at the feeling. They huff and open the door.

“H-hurry up and get going before I change my mind about being nice to you!! I swear you do this to cause me trouble.” He grumbles, rubbing their butt a little bit at the aggressive assault on their cheeks. Alucard laughs as he walks out the door, his body slowly merging with the shadows as he begins his shift at the graveyard.

“Cannot wait to see you soon, my lovely pet~”

[space-mermaid-writing]

The Vamp and the Were [IronStrange]

Summary: Tony would mark the day he met a vampire that did not immediately jump at his throat. Just for once – that would be a nice change.

Relationship: Werewolf!Tony Stark / Vampire!Stephen Strange

Tags: hurt/comfort, idiots in love, angst, fluff

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Chapter's note: BOOP! 🐾

Chapter 8: The one where they cuddle

Stephen was used to talking to Jarvis now whenever he visited Tony’s lab.

However, he was not used to the A.I. calling him on his phone.

And when Jarvis told him that Tony apparently didn’t feel well and he wanted the doctor to take a look at him, Stephen was alarmed instantly. Upon inquiry he found out: no, Tony was not injured and was currently in his penthouse.

Jarvis even provided him a photo so Stephen could portal straight into the engineer’s living room.

He had never been out of the lab before when he visited the tower, but he trusted the A.I. that he had permission.

Stepping through the sparkling circle, he immediately noticed that, here, it smelled even more like Tony than in the lab downstairs. It also felt more intimate, because this was the engineer’s home.

Jarvis had been smart enough to close the curtains on the panorama windows so that only dim light came in that sunny afternoon. No direct sun, which would harm Stephen.

“Tony?” The sorcerer turned around, looking for the engineer, focused on the task at hand. “Tony, Jarvis called me. Are you alright?”

There was a sound next to the couch, a mixture of a yelp and a whine. Stephen approached it and saw that Tony had curled up on the floor in his wolf form. It was amazing how the giant Were managed to fit into the small space.

When the Were heard the footsteps, he looked up only briefly and emitted a low whiff, before lowering his head again.

“What happened, Jarvis?”

“Mr. Stark slept four point five hours in the last three days and experienced several anxiety attacks due to nightmares and stress.”

Stephen’s eyes softened. “Oh, Tony.”

The wolf growled like he was upset that Jarvis snitched on him, but it was too faint to be threatening.

Stephen crouched next to him, ready to back away if Tony seemed uncomfortable by his presence. But the Were didn’t even bat an eye as he ran his slender fingers through the fur. “Hey, it’s fine. We have all been there.” He brushed some of the longer strands out of the Were’s face to look at it. “Join me on the couch? Or do you prefer staying on the floor?”

Tony had no preference and after contemplating about it for a few seconds, he got up. Stephen moved on the couch and Tony climbed on it too, flopped right onto the sorcerer’s lap. He buried his face in the blue robe, rubbing his cheek on the fabric as if scenting it.

Must be a Were thing.

But if it made him comfortable, Stephen wouldn’t complain. His fingers were back in the fur, that was softer than he had imagined it. He massaged the wolf between his ears and down his neck. A deep rumble went through the Were like a purr.

“I will guard you, if you want to try to sleep for a bit. There’s magic that will prevent nightmares.” Stephen voiced this suggestion carefully, because he knew Tony was extra wary of mind magic. “I will only cast it if I feel them approaching.”

Tony was desperate enough that he made no objections. Instead he moved into a comfier position. Then exhaustion took over him.

~~

The next time he was awake there was still a hand playing with his hair, gently twisting his locks. It was too cozy and he didn't want to open his eyes yet, still wanted to linger in that sweet in-between stage of being awake and asleep.

He tightened his arm around his pillow. But this pillow, although wrapped in fabric, wasn’t soft, but rather stiff.

Tony heard a chuckle from above.

“Did you have a good nap?”

Tony gave a noncommittal noise in answer. And from the sound of his voice – and the fact that he had fingers instead of paws grabbing the fabric – he noticed that he was back in human form. It must have been ages since he shifted in his sleep with someone around.

Finally, he opened his eyes. While he slept, the sorcerer had put a blanket over him. Under it he was naked.

Stephen was still sitting on the couch, reading one of his old magic tomes, but he put it aside when he saw that Tony was turning his attention to him. He eyed the engineer.

“Tea?”

The hand in his hair stopped moving and Tony caught himself wishing it would continue playing with his hair.

“Coffee,” he demanded.

“Not before you have at least another five hours of sleep.”

“You’re mean,” Tony complained.

Stephen slowly peeled himself from under Tony, probably to go make that tea. The Were only let him go reluctantly and only because he had no other excuse.

“Are you hungry?” Stephen asked him.

“Oh god yes!” Tony curled up under the blanket and watched as the Vamp went into the kitchen, where he searched through the cabinets. He still felt exhausted, although more rested. At least he felt more human than before.

But also more exposed. Stephen had seen him vulnerable – and that bothered him more than it should. It wasn’t the fact that he was naked, Tony had never been shy in that regard.

The sorcerer was operating his kitchen as if he belonged there. It just felt right. He felt like a member of Tony’s pack. A potential mat-… Tony quickly turned around, averting his eyes to banish that thought.

A mistake, because now his nose was exactly where Stephen had been sitting before. Sandalwood and black tea, mixed with Tony’s own scent.

He groaned. This wasn’t helping.

After a while Stephen brought the promised tea, together with some sandwiches. Tony sat up, the blanket wrapped around him, and reached for the cup first. But in just one sip, he knew that he wasn't going to be a fan of this tea. Still, he was thirsty enough that he emptied half the cup before reaching for the food and biting into a sandwich.

Grilled cheese and ham.

It was only after a while that Stephen finally spoke up. “How are you feeling?”

“Better.” Tony ate the sandwich in a few bites. “Sorry I kept you from whatever you had actually planned today.”

Stephen looked at him with those intense blue eyes. “You don’t need to apologize. In fact, I-… “ He stopped, because there was no way he would admit he actually had enjoyed their cuddling. Instead he offered, “I could put wards around your bedroom that will keep the nightmares at bay. So you have less trouble sleeping.”

“I will think about it,” Tony muttered. He grabbed the last of the sandwiches and stood up, the blanket still wrapped around him for some decency. “Anyway, thanks for… you know. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’mma head in the shower.”

Stephen took the cue. “Of course. Call me if you need anything.” He pulled his sling ring out of his pocket, but then paused and turned back to the engineer. “I meant it: we’ve all been there. There’s no shame in having bad days.”

Tony just nodded and watched Stephen leave through a portal. As soon as he was alone, he groaned. “Jarvis, we’ll have a conversation about privacy later.”

The A.I. remained silent while Tony walked to the bathroom. Usually, that was a sign that he disagreed.

“I can’t believe you called the wizard,” Tony muttered, but he wasn’t really angry about it. More like annoyed and a bit embarrassed.

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[thebramblewood]

Boop! Here is ur random ask: What kind of event (party/wedding etc etc) is your favorite thing to set up for your story? What do you never want to set up again? 🥰

Thank you for the question! Although it suddenly makes me feel like I haven't set up that many different types of events. I enjoy pretty much everything to some extent, even when there are frustrating moments. The ones that go most smoothly and quickly are the ones where I can rely a lot on deco Sims to avoid posing burn-out. I usually like doing bar/club scenes for that reason, and it's also always a fun challenge to create the right atmosphere with lighting and stuff! Oh, doing the little spellcaster party flashback was super fun, as well as putting the 1920s Vatores in an underground speakeasy!

Some events that come to mind as particularly challenging: the Vatores' vampire bash (I'm still so proud of how it turned out, but I'm also never posing that many Sims again, it was a real juggling act), the Spooky Bowl way back in Helena's first semester of college (my mistake was trying to throw it as much like an actual gameplay party as possible and, of course, no one wanted to cooperate), Ulrike's art gallery showing (the space I was using ended up being way too small, so it was tricky to make it seem more expansive), and The Reapers' rehearsal + performance (this was mostly because I kept having to use MCCC and repeatedly encountered the greyed-out screen of doom). But, like I said, I still had fun with all of these and think they were worth the struggle!

[soot-and-salt]

for the fanfic ask game: F and N!!!!

Hello anon!!

(Question from this list of fanfic author questions - come ask me more!)

F. Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you've written and explain why you're proud of it.

This is so hard because writing dialogue is my favorite. Okay let's see. Off the top of my head I thought of:

"You," Vox growled as he sidled up next to Alastor. "Me," the Radio Demon replied with a special shit eating grin he kept in reserve only for him. He took another sip of the admittedly very nice whiskey (one point in this terrible club's favor, his internal review of the place jumping from minus 4 to minus 3 stars). Vox snapped his fingers at the bartender and a drink was put in his hand immediately. "Manners," Alastor chided. "You can tell so much about a person by how they treat waitstaff, you know." "Fuck you, first of all," Vox said, pointing the glass at him accusingly, "second of all, what the fuck are you of all people doing at the trendiest night club in the whole city? I thought you'd burn to a crisp like a vampire walking into a church if you set foot into a place that refused to act like culture stopped evolving after the Great Depression." Alastor huffed a laugh. "I'll have you know, my dear, that I enjoy an evening out every so often. I'm not a nun." "And, so, what? You guys picked here?" A disbelieving chuckle clung to his words, glitchy and warped. Vox leaned into Alastor's personal space a little, screen lighting up with one of his patented shark toothed grins. "I had no idea you were so fond of EDM music, must have missed that segment on your little radio program." Alastor refused to take a step back, instead letting his smile turn into something sleek and serpentine. "Oh, so you do listen to my program! I was wondering who's been writing me all that deranged fan mail lately, so good to find an answer to that little mystery!" Tinny canned laughter played through his static, a few whoops thrown in for good measure.

(sic)

"Pfft, lucky for you! If this place wasn't warded I'd beat your ass so hard they'd have to sell your hide as ground venison." Vox let his own internal studio audience ohhh at the insult, grin dripping with malice and pixelated saliva. The Radio Demon rolled his eyes, his monocle a shard of glittering red in the dark of the club, elbow leaned primly against the bartop. "My dear fellow, it would be a miracle if you could even lay a fingertip on me before I rend you down into scrap metal and sell you for pennies." Valentino slotted himself between them, angling for the bartenders attention. "Girls, girls, cut it out, you're both pretty."

It's from my radiostatic fic Betty Boop Then The Beat Drops which I'm still bizarrely fond of, even though I think it could be a better fic in places. The reason why I love this dialogue is because I think it's so SNAPPY. I love BANTER and Vox and Alastor do it SO damn well. They're both the very definition of catty bitches and they love to quip at each other. Alastor's snark is sharp and witty while Vox's is a little more bravado-heavy, but it works so well. This section was an absolute JOY to write. They're both so MEAN. Writing their snark lets me let out MY inner catty bitch and it's the best time ever.

The end bit with Valentino, who is bizarrely a RIOT to write, is just so absurdly funny that I can't help but include it. They're all fucking terrible and it makes for fantastic comedy.

Is there better, wittier, snappier dialogue in stuff like Fetch Quest or the Cursed Cat Alastor fic or the one where Valentino teaches Alastor gen z slang? Completely. But for whatever reason these two being dicks to each other here is so funny to me that I can't help but hold it dear. It just sounds like them, I can hear it so clearly in their voices. Now that's good television dialogue!

N. Is there a fic you wish something else would write (or finish) for you?

I'm not going to tag him here, because the good doctor just started his residency and he has enough going on (so tell him I said nice things!), but DEAR GOD do I wish I could pick Prince-liest's brain on how to write Vox in a sexy context. HOW DOES HIS BODY WORK???

I had a great idea for kink week back in June involving Vox and Alastor and I failed completely at writing it because I just could not figure out in my head how Vox's whole deal worked. It's mostly why I haven't written anything smutty in a radiostatic context yet. I'm utterly flummoxed on how to write Vox's body.

Prince is the fucking GOAT at it, though. His 666: Live On Air! series is FANTASTIC. Literally the gold standard for demented radiostatic and his Vox is exceptional. Prince absolutely understands how that weirdo's body works, in lots of different iterations even, and executes it flawlessly in his writing. Completely believable, completely makes sense. I bow down before him.

Don't get me wrong, I'll get there at some point, but MAN. Vox, buddy, the actual fuck are you, my guy. Prince, sir, doc, I don't know how you do it but I tip my proverbial hat to you.

[glissandolight]

@passingthroughthenorthstar 's Mansion...

〈 • The moment Dalv got home he crawled under your arms and grumbled and mumbled about something that happened during his walk during the moonlight. You weren't really paying attention, mainly focused on waiting for your turn to speak so you can surprise him with tickets for the upcoming stage-event going on during the carnival! -And it worked like a complete charm, his eyes completely lit up like a little kid just seeing them in your hand! From what you know, the event is about a swordsfighting doing.. swordsfighter stuff, heck if you know, all you really care about that it's fancy and Dalv understands fancier things more than he, the COWBOY, ever will. The perfect surprise for his Moonpie! 〉 ❝ ..An outing right now sounds wonderful.. Whatever distracts me from wanting to electropunch that.. s-S-SLIMEBALLS face inside out..! Oough, when I get my hands on- ❞ 〈 • Wait.. where are your keys? GOD DARNIT. You wanted to fancily drive him there on your moter-cycle, but it's being repaired after a certain chipmunk used it for a stunt video. You could maybe call an uber.. but your phone was snatched after a certain chipmunk used it to RECORD a stunt video. You could walk there but.. cmon now who really wants to walk that far? Well, the bus is always available. You pick up your little vampire like a cardboard cutout and headed your way down to the bus-stop.〉 ❝ ..And then he had the AUDACITY to ask if I bit myself I would be immortal.. like I didn't just spent 5 minutes explaining BEFOREHAND how UTTERLY REDICULOUS that theory was..! But he asked anyway becAUSE- ❞

〈 • You had the apologize to the others also on the bus stop for Dalv's rant, because right now he didn't seem like stopping anytime soon. ..Heaven HOPES he doesn't get on Dalv's nerves one day to the point where he is now.. Well anyway, after some time the bus finally arrives and you gently guided the Vampire inside and you held onto the handle above you with your other hand holding his. ..Man.. he hasn't rode a bus like this since before he and the posse got hit big on the surface. He didn't need to now that he had fame, wealth, money- wait that's also wealth. ..Anyway, it was a bit of a nostalgia trip. You bend down your head a little to look at the window to see all the city lights reflecting off the glass. If you still had your phone, and maybe a third hand to use right about now, you'd probably be taking pictures. 〉 ❝ .. So then he swayed his cape in my FACE and then walked away! Just like that! But don't even get me started on HOW he walked, i saw him trip on his own heel- Oh hey, Starbutton we're here!❞ 〈 • ..Wait, what did he say before all of that? He's not speaking up so the entire first half of his story was completely drowned out by the surrounding noise and by that I mean the kid crunching his potato chips next to your ear and the loud lady on the phone call around them.. well either way they we're here. You made an 'after you' gesture, holding Dalv's parasol for him as he stepped down the bus stairs and onto the floor, grinning at hearing him giggle in response. 〉 ❝ We have.. a lot of time until the performance actually starts. Whatever the performance is.. Don't worry, I won't bug you about it. I know it's a surprise and you want it to be very very special. ❞

〈 • He gently boops where your nose would be, before you swiftly kiss him on the forehead and pick him up on your shoulders.. but soon after he seems to be pointing at something a few feet away..! A shooter game! Wow, Dalv you have GREAT taste- Oh he's pointing at the prize. Well- At least it's something you're good with. You swiftly put him down and do a couple stretches as you pick up one of the fake guns, you're ready to absolutely DESTROY the rest of the competition... which are mainly kids. 〉

❝ .. Don't forget to have fun! ❞ 〈 • Oh. That too. Duh. You grin, practically getting every bullseye as you SKYROCKET to the top leaderboards as the timer is ticking down, perfectly in your western element. This really was NOT a competition even until the moment the timer ended. 〉

〈 • .........SECOND PLACE? BUT- You turn your head, and some fancy monster with far too curly hair for your taste smugly takes first place and gets your Moonpie's prize, SHOOTING you a cocky grin before walking away. Did nobody see the LOOK he just gave!?- This HAD to be rigged. 〉 ❝ ..Oouff.. Unlucky, I suppose. You we're so close too..! Do you want to get some funnel cake and try again some other time..? ❞

[thefoxlady]

unless that is someone you personally know i am not sure if tagging random people (rather than just mentioning their name) is a good idea, again not that you meant to do anything wrong by it just think they would probably take it the wrong way i dont want an unintended fight to break out. tbh they seem like a black betty boop artist and when it comes to most people who draw black betty boop they are completely unaware about the actual character’s race, ethnicity and origins (which is why i asked if u knew earlier because back then people who at least watched and knew the betty cartoon characters were aware of her race but over the years seems misinfo had spread out more now that once common knowledge has gotten more unknown among knew fans) overall i dont think all halloween art with betty is bad or impossible they drew her as a pumpkin for example no stereotype for that really. and at the very least they avoided giving her physical stereotypes as a witch.

since i brought up black betty boop though, while i dont see anything inherently wrong with making her black (she can still be made to be black and jewish) i do take issue with how it originates from misinformation on esther jones and how much people really wanna connect her to baby esther. esther jones is part of betty boop’s history but through a slightly distanced connection as shes more like an inspiration of an inspiration type deal. my main issue when people try and connect baby esther to betty is that esther was a real life child who looked nothing like betty and her entire career was being a child performer. the way people have connected her to betty boop and how her history had been warped isnt good but thats a lot to get into. i dont see anything wrong with going what if betty boop was black or bringing up esthers importance in history but i dont like the way people have connected betty and esther together if that makes any sense. i do think its possible to make versions of betty based on esther that are more harmless and innocent it isnt impossible but unfortunately most people dont do that because they dont know about the actual history of both.

(Okay, that was probably a dick move of me do do that, but out of any other artist you choose me. I'm sorry, I redacted their username.)

So far, basically the rules of making Betty Boop fanart is...

1. Don't make fanart of Betty, Koko, or Bimbo as demons, vampires or witches because it's anti-semitic. Even if they're in costumes.

2. Don't even think about making AU were a Betty Boop character is a vampire or demon or a witch, that's anti-semitic.

3. Don't give a Betty Boop character horns or fangs, that's anti-semitic.

4. You must have a history lesson jews and bad jew stereotypes so you don't accidentally make an anti-semitic Betty Boop fanart.

5. You must read the real history of Betty Boop and what she was actually inspired by.

Also wasn't Betty Boop confirmed to be 16 years old?

[asksuccubussides]

Question 19 for Janus and Virgil

You appeared in a brief poof of smoke while the pair were sitting by the kitchen counter trying to map out what groceries to buy for the week.

"Are you satisfied with your relationship? Do you wish you were closer/more distant?" You asked.

"No, actually I wish dear Vivzie here would move to Canada and disappear into the wilderness so I never have to hear from the bloody buffoon ever again" Janus replied in a dry tone.

Meanwhile Virgil had sprung into the flee response to seeing a stranger aka he was hiding behind his roomate's shoulder while eyeing you up and down.

"If you want a serious answer I can not imagine how the two of us could be any closer" Janus continued "We literally live together. We have caught each other's colds countless towns. When I lost my teeth as a kid Viv would literally put his finger in my mouth to feel the skin where the tooth used to be. I can hear every time Viv makes out with his pillow at night-"

"You don't have to tell them that!"

"I for one think your pillow makes a lovely bride"

"Then I'm gonna tell them about the times I've found your vampire books with-"

"Shhh" Janus put his hand over Viv's mouth "I absolutely despise our friendship, it couldn't be worse...Even calling it a friendship sounds like downplaying it a bit, It's perhaps more like a-"

Virgil bit his finger to interrupt "If you say we're like brothers I will kick your teeth in"

Janus booped him on the nose "I know just how much loooove when characters in shows say that"

"I'm leaving!" He took his headphones and the grocery list on his way out.

"Don't forget the celery!"

You followed Virgil out of the apartment and you could literally see a vein pop out on the emo's forehead as he glared at you.

"You think you're funny huh? I know you're only asking that because you know I want me and Jannie to be-" His cheeks turned bright red and he sunk his face in his hoodie "Because I'm tired of us just being friends...But it's not like I can tell him that!! And now that stupid idiot fucking ugly faced creepy disgusting Remus has just come in and taken him! And AUUGGGHHH"

He had to stop and take a deep breathe before continuing.

"I feel like fucking dying every time I look at Jan's lips. He's so" He let out another muffled screech "So stupidly beautiful!! I hate it! And he's so clearly never even thought of me in a romantic way! To him I'm forever just gonna be his childhood friend!" His eyes filled with dread "And I'm gonna go to my grave with my crush on him! AUUghhHHHh fuck meeeee. With my piece of shit luck I bet the celery is gonna be all out of stock as fucking well!"

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

Nose boops for Vardy and Lucian?

I miss these two, I need to make stuff for them again. :)

On with the fic!

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"I think it's a good night for being a bit... fuzzier." Lucian said as he removed the last of his clothing, setting his pants in Alec's car. "Care to join me?"

Alec had been leaning against the car and he glanced up at the night sky, open and dark, stars twinkling above with the moon shining bright. They both watched as a few bats fluttered about, hunting for dinner.

"It wouldn't hurt to fly around somewhere that isn't the house or my office." Alec replied as he pushed himself away. "I'll change after you."

Lucian nodded, giving his partner a kiss before he stepped away to change form, becoming his massive lycan self before the detective. They'd been together for a while now, Alec was completely used to Lucian's transformations, didn't even bat an eye at them nowadays.

And speaking of transformations...

In an instant, Alec was gone. Instead, a tiny, brown bat was flapping his wings quickly, then flew up a few feet higher before going off towards the more open fields, away from the car where it was parked off the side of a dirt back road. Lucian dropped to all fours and took off after the vampire.

He was faster than Alec, clearly, the poor bat was tiny and still had to be careful of his heart, even when in this form. So Lucian eased up on his running, letting Alec catch up, landing on his head for a moment to catch his breath.

He could hear tiny pants and he made a questioning noise, asking if Alec was alright. He got a squeak in reply before Alec took off, flying into the darkness of the night. Lucian, once more, chased after him, going a bit slower this time.

He came to a stop when he lost sight of Alec when more bats appeared, flying about to hunt moths and other insects. He sniffed, trying to pick up on the familiar scent of vampire.

Then there was a little squeak and he looked ahead, where a very familiar bat was flying towards him, before... well...

From what Lucian had learned from Ellie's youngest boy (due to personal experience when in this form), he was just booped on the nose by Alec. With his own, tiny nose. He blinked at the vampire before gently cupping him in his hands, nearly dropping Alec when he changed forms, his arms now full of a human.

"Sorry." Alec apologized. "I meant to land on your snout, not run into it."

Lucian let out a wolf-like huff and leaned his face in close, deciding to return the gesture, booping his nose against Alec's own. The detective made a disgruntled noise, saying something about how it was wet and when he had done it, it was an accident. Lucian responded by doing it again.

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The mental image of a giant lycan, with their snarly faces, just bumping noses against their not-really-human lover's own is very cute to me. And even more cute when said lover is an itty, bitty tiny bat. <3

[mlobsters]

supernatural s8e5 blood brother (w. ben edlund)

let's see what sort of bad takes i can have today!

SAM I don't know, Dean. I mean, you did try to kill his mother. DEAN I was trying to kill Crowley, okay? Who happened to be wearing Kevin's mother at the time. Well, there's a difference. SAM Apparently not to Kevin. Oh, I know. Maybe because – oh, yeah – it's his mother.

i'm here for the bickering but not whatever replacement-wife-dog drama is actually going on underneath

benny feeling like ruby 3.0 (meg briefly held 2.0)

DEAN Hey, the trail is dead, but the room is paid for. You got some research to do, and I got some personal crap I got to take care of. That's all. SAM What does that mean – "personal"? DEAN Did you have a stroke? Vocabulary? Personal, as in my own grown-up personal – I don't know – crap. SAM Damn it – DEAN What, Sam? Last I counted, you took a year off from the job. I need a day.

the affront at dean having something private, which they're the ones that have surrendered their privacy in order to be insane about each other, and when they start hiding things everything goes to shit. sigh

objectively, i can only imagine the bond dean would have made with benny after being basically in war with him for a year without breaks. like lifetime, cumulatively, spent time in the trenches fighting with sam even might be less than the amount of time they're telling us he and benny were killin stuff together, so i'm gonna give that.

of course doesn't deal with the conflict caused by failure to communicate with sam which truly is evergreen

BENNY Oh, your work here is done, Dean. You already saved the day. You know, I got my, uh, deal, and you got – what'd you call it? A family business?

yes, that's it. family business!

CASTIEL Well, I think we're clear for the moment. It does present a curious curl in the metaphysics, doesn't it? If you murder a monster in monster heaven, where does it go?

great minds

DEAN Listen to me, you undead blood junkie, I'm the one with the mojo. I'm the one with the plan. Cas... we're gonna shove your ass back through the eye of that needle if it kills all three of us. BENNY Obviously, I'm less than comfortable with that.

fair, benny, fair

these prompts for sam's little flashbacks are so goofy. i am going to sit outside and use my laptop boop boop. oh, an ice machine..... 🎶 memory, all alone in the moonlight 🎶

remember when it was cheerfully bright while also a little hazy, and i had a dog? and i fixed things for a living? and was normal?? dreamy

BENNY Boarded, burned, and buried at sea. My nest – that's how we fed… How we always fed. We kept a tight little fleet, maybe a half-dozen boats. Nothing ostentatious, just pleasure craft. I must have circled the Americas ten times during my tour. A few of us would act as stringers and patrol the harbors, looking for the right-size target – fat, rich yachts going to far-off ports.

they said eat the rich 💁

DEAN Vampire pirates? That's what you guys are? Vampirates. BENNY You know, all the years we ran together, I can't believe nobody ever thought of that. DEAN What do you mean? It's like the third thing you say. BENNY No, it isn't.

dean bringing the awkward as ever

BENNY Anyway…our father – he was a jealous god. He kept the family together but kept us apart from the rest of the world, always at sea. I always did what was best for the nest… till I met her.

fits right in with the family, daddy issues all around

deleting the text before sending it to sam 😔 so close and yet so far

hey, benny's lady was in the expanse

the expanse s1e6 rock bottom - athena karkanis as octavia muss

SAM A friend? Dean, you don't have any – all your friends are dead. DEAN That's not what I called to talk about!

they're kind of hamming it up but it's just sad. everything about this

SAM (on phone) I get the separate-lives thing, but this is a hunting thing, and we need to find that line –

separate lives since when

BENNY’S MAKER But she meant everything to you. If that's all I could salvage from my wayward son – the woman he defied his maker for – I wanted someone to remember you by.

lol wayward son

AMELIA You come from nowhere, you appear to be going nowhere, and you've, quote, "seen a lot of stitches." It's all pretty solid creepy.

that was cute but there's something about how she's playing this that gives me strong natalie portman in garden state vibes? is she manic pixie dream girling? it's weirding me out.

AMELIA I used to – have someone, I mean. But that's over now. It's gone. You know what that's like, don't you?

maybe so!!

and now sam's freakin out because dean's in trouble and he's not there to help, so is this when he learns the lesson that he actually does want to stay with dean? since the almost-heart-ripped-out incident wasn't enough. oh, not if benny and dean take care of things and sam's got no saving the day to do. may get to hear the 'go hunt with benny instead' argument after all

music swells after dean kills benny's monster lady, okay. benny sounding ready to die, okay.. flashback meteors of black goo shapeshift into dumbass leviathan okaayyy

that was a nice effect with the little slowmo going for a weapon, dean shaking his head, situation defused

BENNY I can see you two have a lot to talk about.

dean's in troouuble. if you want sam to stay with you, you can't be hiding stuff, man.