#everyday is that day when sera is around

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WELCOME TO LULULUNA!! YOUR SECOND HELL OF PAINNN MUAHAHAHA!!,!

Lucifer Morningstar x Reader! Ch. 2!

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel!

Content Warning: MORE ANGST! (Regret, consequences of actions and swearing and stuff idk)

Synopsis: Lucifer loved you but there was something in the way he couldn’t tell you, someone was always watching.

Further note: I WROTE TWO ANGSTS IN ONE DAY AND I PERSONALLY WANNA CRYINGNMUTFU KING EYES OUT SOMEONE GET ME THERAPYPLAES (not proofread BUT ENJOY!!) - ✨Lolo💫

Chapters!: Chapter 1 ✧ Chapter 2 (you are here) •<•)b ✧ Chapter 3 ✧ Chapter 4 ✧ Chapter 5

(NOW THIS CHAPTERS SONG IS:

to further improve reading, I recommend listening! (It helped me write this too))

｡･:*:･ﾟGoodbye Luna･ﾟ:｡*:･｡

The new job you had been assigned by the higher ups was pretty simple, just make stars, bring them to life, give them the ability to help others like the stars helped you in your depression, repeat!

You smiled down the streets of Halo city, seeing all your stars help others and help the community in general, for once, you felt rather proud of yourself, you were always working but that didn’t bother you at all, it helped you ease your mind as you made the little stars, it was your comfort and now its your job, this was a perfect absolute win - win!

After Emily came along into your life, you decided it was time for a change, she was always so bright and comforting, when you told her you were changing your name as a ‘new person’ she fully supported you! She had made sure to always call you your correct name and made sure others did as well, including her sister Sera.

It was such a new feeling.. to feel that you belong, it was heart warming. You don’t think you would change your life for anything else, seeing as Emily and Sera welcomed you like their own sister and there was nothing better than that.

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Lucifer sighed as he sat next to Lilith, crying, Lilith being there to comfort him as he leaned down onto her chest while she pat his head, “I know it hurts, dearest.” She comforts, “But we both know it was for the best, remember that..” She swoons, kissing his head gently, “It’s been so long, Lilith, I really miss her.” Lucifer whimpers before another tear fell from his face, he remembered the hurt in your eyes and that was taking a toll on his soul, “when the day comes, you can tell her everything about it, alright dear?” Lilith smiles gently, cupping his face to look at her, “I know, Lilith, it just… hurts.” he says before wiping his own tears, “But now that its done, I think it’s time we move to our next step..” Lucifer says as he stands up, taking Lilith’s hand into his own.

“Once we find Eve, give her the apple and my Luna will be free.” He smiles, walking toward the oak tree, seeing as how it was put back together with stars only you knew how to make but still definitely showed as damaged, his smile softened, knowing that this meant that he still had a chance to explain everything to you. He leaned against the tree whispering, “I’m sorry, Luna.” before he walked away with Lilith, hand in hand.

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You hummed to yourself, making stars in your office that was completely covered in stardust, you included.

You flew around your office as the stars floated around you, noting down on your white board on how to improve your stars, it was an everyday routine for you but sometimes… when you look out your office window and see all the Heaven born angels outside, you couldn’t help but miss that special somebody you could never see again, you often sat down in your chair, making silly constellations of Lucifer cause of your longing but remember the words he shouted at you would always make the constellation dissipate or shatter. You sighed before deciding maybe it was time for a break, lunch time it is!

You moved some stars out of the way as you tried to get out of your office, upon exiting your office you had to dust yourself off from all the star dust that glittered your clothes and hair, most would fall off but some would still stick to you, it wasn’t that important to clean yourself since you would be covered in the dust once you came back.

Upon flying around Halo City, a few stars had assisted you on serving your meal, taking your orders and working together as they chimed and squeaked as communication, this proving that your stars were successful to the community in Heaven, “thank you my children.” You smiled as your stars chimed at you, going back to work.

After eating, you decided to head back to work, feeling happy and full from your meal, leaving the little cafe, you flew back to your office, you paid no mind as you walked down the halls until you turned around the corner, “What do you mean I can’t see her? She’s my best friend!” A familiar voice shouted to an employee who was at your office door, You saw Lucifer who had completely disheveled hair and looked like he was in a frenzy, “Please, you don’t understand! I need to see her!” he pleaded again, you stared at them both from shock and surprise, your stomach getting a sinking feeling that maybe you should just run. The employee batted an eye at you before looking back at Lucifer, this made Lucifer to turn to your direction, the split second of eye contact he had made with you made you hide completely in the corner of the hall, ‘shit’ you thought as you started running off to who knows where, “Luna? Luna wait!!” Lucifer shouted to you, the name making you feel sick, you haven’t heard anyone call you that in a long time.

You tried to fly home, lock your doors and stay there for months until Lucifer was completely gone, but he caught up to you before you could even finish the thought, He held onto you dearly and tightly, you struggled in his grasp as he teleported you both to the garden of Eden, it was happening so quickly as you both fell to the ground, crashing, he protected you from the fall when you both imoacted into the grass, tumbling and rolling.

He grunted as he rolled into a tree, giving you the chance to kick away and crawl backwards away from him, your heart beating rapidly from the unexplained situation you were in, “What in the heavens is happening? get away from me!” You shouted, picking yourself up as you dusted yourself, stepping away from Lucifer, trying to brush off the dirt that got on your clothing.

Lucifer tried to recover but he seemed to have been hyperventilating to even care, “Listen, Luna-“ he tried to speak, “Don’t call me that!” you hissed, the name making spite fill your eyes, “You lost that ability to do so.” you say as you crossed your arms looking away in irritation, “Please- just- just listen to me,” Lucifer begged, “And why should I? after everything you did? everything you said??” You asked in a much higher tone, “I don’t have much time! please!” He begged, hugging you close in desperation, the hug was so unexpected to you, it felt sick and insulting, you pushed and punched him off you, “You think you can just touch me like you didn’t fuck up my life?!” You say as you recomposed yourself after pushing him away, tears were in his eyes, “I’m in so much trouble! you don’t understand!” he shouted, his voice cracking but that only made you more pissed, you couldn’t help but laugh as you started connecting that dots, “Oh I get it,” You say more irritated when you realized the situation, “You’re in trouble and since Lilith can’t help you, you’re asking ME for help? tch, please.” you rolled your eyes, turning away and waving him off, “That’s- That’s not it!” He cries, trying to hold you, “Luna, you have to listen! I gave an apple to Eve so she could have free will! and since she broke free from control, that means that-“ He tries to explain quickly but the Seraphim’s had arrived to your location, “Lucifer! You are to be silent!” A loud voice echoed, his eyes widening in fear, you turning to see Sera and other angels you weren’t aware of.

Lucifer looked up at the seraphim’s, down to you, then down to the ground with wide eyes full of tears, “I’m too late..” He whispers under his breath, only for you to hear, you turned to him confused as angels that looked similar to him began to hold him down, you stepping back in surprise, ‘what the hell did he do?’ you pondered to yourself, “and you, Y/n, what are you doing here?” Sera asks in her angel form, you crossed your arms looking away from Lucifer, “He dragged me here when I was trying to get to my office.” you explained, walking towards Sera and standing by her side as you watched Lucifer get dragged by a few angels, Lucifer looked at you with apologetic eyes but that only made you advert your gaze, not wanting or bothering to defend him like all the times you had done all the years you had been together, just like how he made you suffer alone, he was getting the same treatment now, karma at its finest.

Lucifer didn��t care what was happening to him, he just wanted to see you again, he wanted to look at you again, he wanted you to look at him, he did that all for you…! but at what cost…? you walked away with Sera, not even giving him a second glance. He looked down, wallowing in his guilt, “please come back to me, my Luna.” he whispered under his breath.

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You went back to your office with Sera, you expected to go back to work and do your usual, “You can’t work today, Y/n.” Sera ordered, “What? Why?” You asked in bewilderment, “Since you were with Lucifer before we could find him, you are now a witness.” Sera stated, you were shocked from this, “What do you mean? What did he do..?” You asked a little afraid to know the answer, Sera took a deep breath, feeling tired from how crazy the day seemed to have been for her, “A few days ago, Lucifer gave Adams’ new wife an apple.” Sera explained, “an apple?” you raised a brow, not understanding why an apple made the subject so serious, “Yes, an apple. It was made from the tree of knowledge, it gave her free will, she broke out of our control,” Sera continues as she paces in your office, pushing away stars that got in her way, “And because of that, evil has found it’s way to Earth.” Sera finishes as she looks down upset. You gasped when she finished, “Lucifer brought evil into creation that we spent so much time and effort into making??” You asked in complete shock, no wonder he came to find you, he wanted to use you as a defense to escape trouble, he was so selfish.

“Yes and now you will have to join us in court, since you were the closest to him.” Sera says as you advert your gaze from her, not feeling proud from the amount of years of your life that felt as they had gone to waste with a stranger far in the past.

“When is it?” You asked, “Since it’s urgent, it’s being held now.” Sera says, “Wait what-“ you say but before you could finish, you were teleported into the court room, you blinked twice before processing your surroundings, Lucifer at a table with Lilith, they both looked nervous, seeing the two of them together put you in a sour mood rather quickly.

“Since the Seraphim is here, I suggest this court meeting begins now,” A voice spoke, you look down at the person seeing a tall male that was quite charming, “Greetings everyone, My name is Azreal,” He said calmly and authoritative, “I am here today for the incident of evil breaching the creations of Earth, caused by; Lucifer Morningstar.” He states out, the public gallery gasping and whispering amongst each other as you looked at Lucifer, you felt worried for him and you hated that, he had betrayed your trust, he turned his back on you and your friendship, so why on Earth are you so worried about him? when Lucifer caught you staring you glared at him before turning away, continuing to listen to Azreal.

“We are gathered here to discuss the punishment Lucifer deserves after destroying the divine creations we had worked hard to make, do we have any ideas?” Azreal asks, waiting for anyone to answer, “Well obviously community service ain’t gonna help.” someone snarked, sarcastically.

“Yeah! all that hard work just for it to go down the drain in a blink of an eye? he deserves the worst of the worst!” A voice shouted angrily, others obliging as well, they began to argue and yell at Lucifer, you, watching as you put up a facade, staring nonchalant at Lucifer and Lilith. Lucifer hid under his hat worriedly as Lilith tried to hold his hand for comfort, you thought for a few moments, thinking about what they deserved.

Sera silenced the court room with a raise of her hand, “he should pay…” you mumbled quietly, only for Sera to catch on, “What was that, Y/n?” Sera asked, leaning down closer to you, “He should pay.. by living in his own mistake.” You say, confusing the higher elder.

when you broke that oak tree, it was the worst mistake of your life, all those memories were shattered into pieces and you tried.. so hard to put it back together, it did in the end but it barely stayed, despite that, you drowned yourself in guilt and sorrow, pain and sadness for months and you think, thats the perfect thing he should suffer from too.

“He should live in his mistake, create a realm of evil that he can drown in, it’s what…” you hesitate, hugging yourself to finish your sentence, “he deserves.” you finish, looking down at him and Lilith, you felt sadness and guilt, hatred and disgust all at the same time, you didn’t know how to react, this whole mess was beginning to give you a headache, he tried to use you to protect himself in all this mess and yet, all you wanted to do was cry and tell the court to forgive him! forgive and forget, but you were so full of hurt you couldn’t do either.

“don’t credit me for the idea, Sera,” you began to feel the tears escape, “please.” you pleaded silently. Sera understood and pat your head gently, “If you could listen, I have an option.” Sera calls, the court listening as you hid from everyone’s view, “We can make Lucifer face the consequences of his actions by making him drown in his own mistakes,” Sera says, trying to go off by your words, “we can create a realm of evil, so only it stays far away from the grasps of Heaven, Lucifer can be sent to the realm, to face the actions he had committed.” She finishes, Lucifer and Lilith’s mouths a gap, looking at Sera in disbelief, the court room began to murmur and whisper amongst themselves in a more calm manner, “That sounds like a fantastic idea!” Azreal smiled, “Very well then, all those in favor, raise your hand,” he says, raising his own as 99.9% of the court raised their hands into the favor, Lucifer looked around, fear rising in him but the sliver of hope was withheld when he saw you staring at him with dull, lifeless sad eyes, he looked at you pleading for help, but in this situation, you can’t.

“Miss Y/n.” Azreal called, “Is there a reason you aren’t raising your hand?” He smiles at you charmingly, you still stared at Lucifer before turning away from his gaze, slowly raising your hand… The small chance of hope burnt out when he saw your arm raised, the pain in his eyes showed, “Luna, please! you have to understand!-“ He begged, trying to go for a last ditch effort. When he called you by that name you glared at him, infuriated that he was desperately trying to get you back only when he needed you most, you leaned over the balcony, tired of his whining and crying for you, of all times he could have asked for forgiveness, he chose the time when he was in deep shit of trouble, “What. in GODS NAME do you want from me?” you sweared beyond the swearing of swears in front of the court, making everyone gasp but you didn’t care.

You flew down to the table he sat at, Azreal moving to the side, interested in the things about to unfold, “Of all the times you could have came to me, to ask for our friendship back, you choose the time you desperately needed to use me,” You snarled, “I’m sick of your shit Lucifer, you never needed me and you made that VERY CLEAR, the moment you told me to step out of your life AND I DID.” you said poking his chest, your angelic form appearing.

“You deserve this and we. both. know. it.” you finished as he looked at you with guilt in his eyes, hurt and regret, “I didn’t ask for things to turn out like this,” He said weakly, you stepped back from him to give him space, “I love you, My Luna.” He confesses in complete heartbreak, his hand to his chest as he cries, Lilith watching as she comforts him, your eyes widen from his statement as the court gasps, “What the fuck are you saying? you love Lilith!” you shouted at him in full confidence, “See? you don’t understand,” He cries, you were puzzled and insulted from his confessions, it put your mind into a frenzy, “Lilith and I were secretive because-“ “I don’t want to hear your sorry, pathetic, excuses!” You shouted at him, your chest huffing from the stress he keeps pressuring you into, “My name is NOT Luna, YOU never loved me, you chose Lilith over me, you chose EVERYTHING ABOUT Lilith over me! you love me? what a fucking joke!” you barked, Lucifer sitting down in his own chair, “I’m going to say it since you can’t seem to understand, if you want me out of your life,” you say pointing to yourself, walking to him, “then I don’t want YOU in my life.” you finish pointing to him, hatred in your eyes as he looked at you with tears falling.

it was silent in the court room, no one dared to speak up from the tension, until Lucifer swallowed before saying one simple word that forever decided what would happen between both you, Lilith and Lucifer, “Please…” he begged one last time, you squint your eyes, understanding that no matter what you say, it will never get through to his head, so you decided to be the final push of this pure broken relationship.

“Azreal, send them away.” You ordered, turning away from them both, standing behind Azreal as he walked up to them, “Guess it’s done and over then, you heard the seraphim.” Azreal smiles, Lucifers eyes widening, “Luna, Luna! please!” Lucifer begged but you ignored his calling as Azreal opened a portal.

Lilith and Lucifer held onto each other as angels forced them to go into the portal, angelic spears making them walk into their own fate, “Going down?” Azreal joked as he made Lucifer trip backwards, falling into the portal with Lilith at his side, his wings holding her up as he held onto the edge of the portal, left hanging with Lilith in his arm. Azreal smiled and waved before standing back.

“Lilith hold on, okay?” He says, looking down at her as she held onto him with his other hand. When he looked back up, his eyes widen when you appear above him, your demeanor was just pure sadness, lifeless and dull and finally for once in years, he sees a smile crack on your face, one of just pure neglect and hurt, he couldn’t look away, although he did this all for you, you would never understand why, this was not the smile he wanted to see on your face, this isn’t what he wanted or what he was trying to do for you, he wanted you to be free… and now that you are, he couldn’t share it with you…

You held his hand gently, slowly sliding it off the edge, taking it into your own, he looked at you desperately, “Just let go, Luci,” you said with a soft voice and a lifeless smile, as you slowly slid his hand off your own, loosening your grip, “Just let me go, Lucifer.” you begged, the tears falling from your eyes and onto his face made him cry as well, “Please.” You say as you let go of him, he only stared at you as he hugged Lilith, protecting her from the long fall he was going to have to endure, despite falling, his hand reached out to you still, his Luna, disappearing before his very eyes…

that’s when he realized…

he will never get the chance to give you a proper goodbye, a proper explanation… a proper confession.

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(sorry if anything is confusing, my brain likes to confuzzle itself so ask me any questions!!!3$3$)

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[sniigura-archive]

I’m not good at finishing a story but.

College Adam that sends you Venmo money so you can buy lunch, or just straight buys you lunch.

Who puts a tracker in your phone so he can make sure you’re safe during after school activities (but he doesn’t tell you because he knows it’s not okay to track you but does it anyways)

C!Adam who breaks speed limits to get to you if you call and say you need him, but somehow never gets pulled over

C!Adam who always is finding excuses to either stay at your place or take you back to his, but he likes his better because all his shit is there. Also his bed is larger and comfier and “come on babe, 10 more minutes”

C!Adam who still likes going to your place because he’ll steal a bit of your things here & there and move it into his place so you have more reasons to come over and you are comfy because you have your shit there too.

C!Adam who loves to play wrestle you but he gets a little too into it so you gotta be careful.

C!Adam who acts smug as hell when Lute walks in mid-orgasm.

C! Adam who introduces you to his exorcists bitches so they can also keep an eye on you on campus.

College AU where the exorcists jump a dude who’s hitting on you and Adam has a one on one “talk” with him in private later that night, and come to find out a week later the jackass was expelled and sent to a community college a couple hours away.

C! Adam who asks you to marry him while drunk one night and buys you a green apple Ring Pop to prove he’s ��Super serious”

C!Adam who brags non-stop to the exorcists and Lute and even Lucifer if he’s nearby about how awesome and loyal you are.

C!Adam who follows you home for the holidays, invites you to his house to meet his mom, or stays with you in the dorm so you’re not alone.

I have ideas, I have so many fucking ideas… but I suck at putting them in a plot, so here, I gift them unto you. Have fun.

adam in his sugar daddy era so real of him UGHHH

i love when my men are stalkers i would let him track me any day everyday

it’s like 2am you call him up, he’s down right pissed until you hit him with the „adam i need you come over“ and usually it takes him like 20 minutes to get there but he’s there in 10 😭😭😭😭

ADAM IS THE CEO OF „only 10 more minutes babe“ he knows how to keep you in bed with him longer 😭😭 he’s like „let’s cuddle“ and then his hands wander and he’s like „my hands are just cold babe“ like ok sure mr furnace. you have to keep him on a tight leash or you might never leave the bed

LMAOOO the idea of adam slowly moving you into his place by taking your stuff is so funny to me 😭 you wake up one day (in adam’s bed) and realise like all your stuff is here???? you haven’t been home 2+ weeks???? he’s sneaky like that…… hits you with the „well just break off your lease, baby, you can live with me rent free“ ok spendable king

play wrestling with adam need him bad actually……we all know he’s competitive so he wouldn’t even let you win, and he never loses GAHHH he’s careful ofc since he’s so much bigger and stronger but still siskslwkwlenwlwkwwkk one minute you’re giggling while he restrains your wrists with one hand while the other grasped one of your ankles and in the next minute he’s rubbing his bulge against your crotch diskskwk dry humping with adam……………many thoughts

LUTE WALKING IN it happens one too many times 😭😭 she’s so unbothered too jdisjdkd like you’re in the men’s dressing room getting bend over a bench and the next adam is discussing with lute about a new training schedule for the girls while still thrusting into you GAHHHH

the exorcists being his eyes!!!!!! you think you can breath since adam and lute aren’t round but ur forgetting about the other girls swirling around all campus 😭😭

ADAM GETRING GUYS EXPELLED WHO DONT GET THE HINT 😭 he’s evil like that. goes straight to sera with some sort of blackmail against the guy in his hand like „yeah 😔 he snorts crack at parties. what a fucking shame. when’s that fucker leaving sera?“ meanwhile adam’s the one who gave him the plugs snapchat HSIAJAJA

drunk adam my beloved…….hed be so silly. so sappy. the next morning he’d be like „yeah hahahahahaha so funny. anyways“ while gauging your reaction to the „““““““joke“““““ proposal. gotta know when the right time is

adam a big bragger we all know that. everyone knows you’re a baddie who got that grippy thanks to adam 😔

SPENDING HOLIDAYS WITH ADAM ALONE or with his family (sera and god aka chuck) HIWJEKW feeling lowkey like u don’t fit because those are RICH PEOPLE. like old money rich. like never have to actually work for the next 6 generations rich but adam pulls through for you by being as obnoxious as possible so his parents focus on him and not you. sera thanks you at the end for „dealing with her rowdy son. he has a good heart but lots of things to learn“

STOPPPP YOU KNOW HE WOULD BE SO ANNOYING ABOUT IT 😭😭😭😭 like he schools the band himself he’s on their ass CONSTANTLY like that’s his WEDDING DAY!!!!!!!!!!! if one (1) minor inconvenience happens he’s ready to explode

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𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝔁 𝓗𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷 (𝓑𝓮𝓱𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱 𝔁 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓪)

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In certain myths, there appears a creature who brings about the worst in people. The creature haunts people to madness, turning them all to drunkards, addicts, gamblers, or insomniacs. To their dying breaths, the people would cry, "just leave me alone!" No story shows any person finding a way to get rid of them or any ways to get along with them. Everyone suffers to death.

See, Sera has one such shadow haunting her right now. That, is why she did all this research to try and find something.

The only truth she found is the part where all the 'victims' yell at the shadows to leave them alone (she's been doing that too). But, the only reason she's shooing it is because it keeps telling her, "you should sleep soon. You have work in the morning," and, "if you eat the same thing 7 days in a row, you won't get proper nutrients. Buy some grapes, you like grapes," and even, "tell her you don't need extra shifts. You need proper rest."

See? It is annoying! Sera can understand why someone would drink or smoke upon seeing hallucinations, though she doesn't think gambling or addictions are related to seeing hearing shadows move.

It doesn't even look that scary! It appears like a shadow (hence the name). It's shaped like a cloth ghost wearing a plague doctor mask. It isn't 2D but it does not have a physical body; it's like a hologram! You can see it and hear it, but you cannot touch it. It would be wrong to say you cannot *feel * it. Sera felt it before she saw it.

She had been drowsy at work after working overtime three days in a row. She'd been on the brink of passing out dozing off when a large warm blanket like thing cascaded from the sky and draped itself around her body.

It was like someone had zapped all her exhaustion out of her body; she felt like a toddler awaking from their slumber. She was so rejuvenated that she almost asked her manager for another shift when 'someone pulled the blanket off of her' and all her exhaustion returned. That was when she first heard it speak, "I can take just as much as I can give. Do not force my hand."

Back then, Sera assumed she had started hallucinating from the lack of sleep and slept for eight hours in one night (instead of her usual two to four hours throughout the day). And, yeah, she felt like a toddler again. The shadow had spoken to her again, "do this everyday and you will lessen your neck cramps and headaches."

It was standing at the foot of her head, looming on her sleeping body. Sera had freaked (naturally) and rolled off her bed. But, she felt no pain as the 'blanket' had caught her before she hit the floor, "your bedside table is the wrong size. It would have hit your head."

It went on to explain itself later. It said it came to help Sera, "humans cannot help but have habits. Schedules and routines make you who you are. But, you have too many bad ones. I, Behemoth, am here to intervene."

Sera didn't look convinced. She was sure she needed a shrink appointment. But, the therapist or whoever would probably make Sera fix her life telling her that 'the only way to get rid of it is to fix your life'.

Bleugh. Yeah, no. Sera was perfectly okay with her life as it was. She did not want to go through such a hassle. But, she did want to get rid of her hallucinations; that is why, she hit the library and read a bunch (for the first time since highschool).

"You enjoy reading. Do this more often," Sera didn't know she was smiling until she felt her smile fall at Behemoth's comment. Dang it! It knows me too well!

That's when she decided to ask it, "how do I get rid of you?"

"I suggest not to talk aloud in public. It makes for a bad impression," she swung at it with a book in reply when it continued, "I will disappear when you are better."

Ah. So Sera's would-be therapist had would-have-been right. There is only one way to get rid of him. She sighed in defeat and muttered to it herself, "it's easier said than done! And, I don't even know where to start."

Behemoth's warmth embraced her just like the first time two weeks ago, uplifting her spirits just a bit, "you can take as long as you need. I will assist the whole way."

Sera wanted to ask it why it would do that for her or why it came to her and not to someone more in need. But she held back from giving in to her bad habit, making it the first step of her long journey of her life with Behemoth.

[primsgirl89]

So I watched Hazbin Hotel and I was enraptured by it all. I thought my favorite character was gonna be Angel Dust, but the single moment Lucifer came on and sang, Goodbess Gracious!

Never before had I thought of any character as a DILF but Lucifer 🤤

Now I as I am apparently known for is giving good ideas for fics, sometimes writing them and then never finishing them. I do have an idea for a LuciferxOFC. I will give it in a moment, but I do want to get something out of the way first. If you would like to take this up but don’t want to exclude me in anyway, I won’t mind doing a role play as my own character with you and use that in your story.

Idea

Lucifer thought all sinners were destructive and distasteful. We know that. So what if on the day of the first episode a girl who was held captive all her life committed a sin? Being forced to do drugs, sex, and anything that didn’t invoke hurting or killing another human.

As much as she was innocent in the way that mattered, not using her freewill to do these acts, the fact is Sera didn’t want her around. Sera believed she had enough free will to stop it all before she allowed the other humans to kill her.

Now sent to Hell, directly in front of the Hotel after the angel raid, the human sat in front of the doors. Angel Dust is the one to open the door to leave for work, when she fell into his legs. Angel took her by her ratty dress and plopped the panicking sinner in front of Charlie.

Charlie having reassured the new sinner she would help her however she could. She even went as far as to name the sinner Apple Ruby.

“Well, what do you like?”

“Ruby red apples…”

“Ooohhh,” a huge excited smile split Charlie’s face, “why don’t we call you Apple Ruby?”

“…Kay…”

From then on, Apple (only Charlie calls her Apple as everyone else calls her Ruby) clings behind Charlie until she followed A cat around the hotel the day Lucifer comes after Charlie asks for help. Usually, she was very attentive to her surroundings, but she got comfortable with everyone who was around the hotel enough to allow her guard to go down. Chasing KeeKee trying to get her glove back from the playful cat, she bumped into the back of Lucifer’s legs with her head.

When he would turn around to look at the smallest sinner he has seen, she began to shake so much in fear of a new male in her space. So frightened she ran to hide behind Charlie, who was still hugging her father. She only came up to Charlie’s shoulder he would notice.

“Awe, I forgot to tell you my father was coming Apple. I’m so sorry.”

“Apple?” -Lucifer

“Oh, she didn’t know her own name when she came to Hell, so we gave her the name Apple Ruby since she loves Ruby red apples.”

“Why is she cowering?”

“I don’t really know..”

Angel Dust would make it known she was terrified of Lucifer since she didn’t know him. “If you wanted to hang around more to get her to not-“

“No. I don’t want Apple feeling like she is being forced to make friends with someone she is terrified with. She isn’t like normal sinners, she is so quiet and meek, refusing to do anything that is considered bad.”

Lucifer would create a sweet red apple from his hands before offering it to the hidden sinner. He would notice he is taller than her by a few inches.“I don’t mind, especially since if I am going to support your dream, then I should try to be around more sinners.”

Over time, Ruby became less terrified of Lucifer. Often asking Charlie everyday if her dad was coming, frustrating her a bit with the repetitive question that she just gave her father’s cell number to the small sinner. The relationship between Ruby and Lucifer grew to the point she was visiting Morningstar Manor to play with the rubber ducks Lucifer had created, as well as play with Lucifer himself.

Lucifer’s depression slowly subsided with Ruby’s presence and quiet nature that he began to feel more like his old self.

[angst-king]

Corruption of Humanity Chp 4

((CW implied NonCon/SA) “We’re going to have you spend the night here, yes you will continue to be paid so don’t worry you won't be working unpaid. We just think it would be beneficial for you to do this every few days it won't be an everyday thing I assure you.” Informed Sera through an email, Emily didn’t mind it too much though she did remember Husk telling her the place becomes more haunting at night. However, she figured it was an exaggeration and all she’d have to deal with was a patient getting a little rowdy. They had sleeping quarters for the staff, and Eve would be there so she would be fine, what could go wrong?!

“Hey! Em! I brought us a pizza and drinks for the night!” Eve announced, Emily grinned and took a slice, might as well eat now in case things did actually get crazy.

“Oh! Right, since this is your first time here during the night shift I will warn you. Things really get weird around here and the patients like to add to it.” “Oh like what?” Just as Emily asked the sound of 1940s radio music began to play over the PA system. Emily furrowed her brows no one here played radio music.

“Who’s playing the music?” “Alastor” “The patient!?” “We did say they call him ‘the radio demon’ for a reason, he does this every night.” “Is he in the PA room?” “Nope, he’s using his power.” Emily was in awe by this, sometimes she forgot she worked with beings with different abilities she hadn’t even seen or heard of. This was a reminder of it.

“I take it we just let him do his thing?” Eve swallowed down a slice of pizza while nodding. “Yeah, interrupting him just pisses him off, it's creepy as fuck but you’ll get used to it. As long as he keeps to himself and isn’t causing trouble he can do what he wants.”

They ate a few more slices of pizza before Emily went to go and check on her patients. Going to Charlie’s room first she noticed the girl was still awake, brushing her hair and singing quietly. Emily knew Charlie did this a lot during the day but it was obvious she was tired of how deep those dark circles under her eyes were.

“Charlie, don’t you wanna sleep?” Charlie shrugged muttering how she couldn’t fall asleep like usual, usual meant this was a daily occurrence which wasn’t much of a surprise to Emily due to her condition. Emily said she’d get her something to take so she could fall asleep. On her way to the pharmacy, she checked on Vaggie who was fast asleep by now, then Angel-Dust’s room. Even though Angel wasn't her specific patient, she would still check up on him from time to time ever since she saw him have a seizure.

When she went to look through the glass she almost stumbled backwards. Was she really seeing this? It wasn’t that late, she wasn’t that tired she shouldn’t be seeing things! She shouldn’t see Valentino balls deep in Angel’s limp body. Valentino was going like no one could see them or as if he didn’t care if anyone did see him. He wasn’t facing towards the glass but he was able to see Emily staring wide-eyed from his peripheral. She dashed down the hallway towards the pharmacy in hopes he didn’t see her while trying to erase that image from her mind. Should she tell Eve? What if what she saw was just a misunderstanding, what if it wasn’t real? No no no she definitely saw that. Shit where are those double doors!?

She grabbed a syringe and a vial of Zolpidem went back to Charlie’s room and administered the medication wishing the girl she’d sleep well. She then went back to the office where Eve was and sat down.

“You alright, you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” Emily nodded

“Yeah yeah, I’m fine fine.” She said with a nervous chuckle, Eve raised a brow at this but didn’t push it and stood up.

“Hey, since you’re here with me, do you wanna meet my patients?” Emily snapped out of her thoughts and quickly agreed before following up.

“You said you take care of the angels right?” Eve nodded and grabbed her bag.

“Yup as well as a few other entities though primarily angels. I will warn you, their energy can be overwhelming and they tend to be very skittish and cruel to new people.” Eve waved for Emily to follow her and they left the room this time they passed down levels 1, 2, and 3 and were headed towards 4. Emily had never been past level 2 since no one had brought her nor was she assigned to anything. So she braced herself for the unknown!

Arriving to level 4 immediately Emily could feel an energy change. A sharp ringing noise pierced her hearing making her cover her ears and a shudder ran down her spine. She winced as the sensation became painful. Eve did warn her but wow how did she work in these conditions? Did she not feel this anymore from years of experience?

“Here put these in, it’ll dull out the ringing” Eve handed Emily a pair of earplugs, and once placed she breathed a sigh of relief as the ringing dulled itself out. They continued down the hall till they stopped at a door. Through the glass, Emily saw a male figure with long dirt blond hair, a set of small wings connected to his head covering his eyes. His limbs were lanky, and his wings were huge, this guy couldn’t be less than 6 feet, he had to be a little more than 7 feet!

“Woah!” Eve noticed this and smiled before knocking on his door and opening it.

“Hi, Gabriel!” Gabriel looked to Eve smiled and let her approach him. Gabriel sat on his bed letting Eve stand between his legs and give him a quick kiss.

“I brought my friend along, is it okay if she comes in?” Gabriel frowned and made a soft whine at this.

“I know but she’s good I promise, she treats the patients well.” He seemed reluctant but nodded, Eve smiled and handed him a chocolate bar, and beckoned for Emily to step inside. Emily walked inside and looked up at the tall entity, and wow was his energy a lot! It was bone-chillingly cold! Her insides felt cold even her saliva felt like she’d been sucking on a popsicle all day!

“Gabriel, this is Emily.” Gabriel seemed put off by Emily’s presence but that was to be expected so she wasn’t offended. However, that kiss did confuse Emily and was Eve’s nickname for Gabriel as she did an exam on him. Calling him ‘Angel Cake’ or ‘Baby’, these were pet names used for someone’s partner-

“A-are you two….dating?” She wasn’t even going to care about work ethics at this point but, it did interest her. How did this work, were they hiding it from people, did this just make Gabriel more cooperative?

“Something like that” Eve grinned and pulled out a necklace with a ring around it underneath her scrubs shirt.

“We’re not supposed to be together due to ya know ‘you shouldn’t date your patient’ laws. Though considering what we’re doing isn’t harmful, Gabriel can consent and understand things like any normal person, and besides. The most we do is kiss, we keep things on the low.” Gabriel nodded while munching on the chocolate bar Eve gave him. It made sense and Emily had no problem with it, but now she was second-guessing her reaction to what she saw Val doing to Angel-Dust.

“I have no issues with it, so don’t worry I won't tell,” Emily replied, it was quite cute to see Eve and Gabriel interact. Gabriel did act like a typical human partner, being very sweet and gentle with Eve, saying all sorts of loving things. Then Emily remembered Eve explaining that some of the patients here used to be human.

“Was Gabriel human?” Eve paused and shook her head while ruffling Gabriel’s hair.

“Gabriel was one of the first creations, you know how I told you about Lucifer.” That got Gabriel’s attention.

“She knows?” He asked quietly, Eve nodded at him.

“She is taking care of his and Lilith’s daughter” Gabriel’s head jerked over to Emily with a serious expression, well as serious as she could see. His head and wings blocked a good half of his face.

“How is my niece?” Emily remembered through biblical references about the arch angels so it made sense that Gabriel saw Lucifer as his brother making Charlie his niece. Even if it wasn’t biblical mythology, they were most likely close due to being one of the first creations.

“She’s doing alright, she’s gotten used to me and often likes it when I bring in new stickers for her notebook.” Gabriel relaxed at that news but his seriousness turned to sadness.

“They would experiment on her so frequently growing up, I could only do so much to keep them away but eventually they forced me into containment and threatened to isolate me like my brother if I continued.”

“This place is really fucked up, I wish there was more I could do to help,” Emily said frowning at the angel’s sadness, his energy was like a wave of water washing over you. It would reach its peak and crash on top of you making you gasp for air while holding back tears. Eve was almost unaffected by Gabriel’s energy while Emily was crying without knowing it.

“Hey, maybe I should take you back downstairs, it's not exactly good for you to be up here for too long since you’re not used to this,” Eve suggested seeing Emily crying, Emily agreed. With one last forehead kiss, Eve promised Gabriel she’d be back. She took Emily back down to the lower-level groups. Even through the other levels, Emily could hear Alastor’s radio music and utterly terrifying screaming but Eve had told her this happened regularly. When they got back to the level one group a rally of ghostly entities could be seen dancing together. This place really did get spooky at night!

[nightmarist]

9, 10, 7, 6, 12, for whichever characters you want to talk about!

Hell yes, I'll do my Inquisition OCs !

Dirthadin, a former Dalish Keeper, Kasakos, bearer of the Anchor, Aribas, Tal-Vashoth spear thrower and leader of the Inquisition (leads for Kasakos), and Saarkadan, a Tal-Vashoth assassin and friend of Aribas and Kasakos from the same (former) mercenary Tal-Vashoth company.

9. What do they do with their free time? Do they have any vices?

Dirthadin is a bit of a workaholic so his archaeology and undertaking are his usual day to day life. He searches for Dalish treasures, artefacts, and corpses usually. He reburies corpses in proper burial sites when possible, using necromancy to move them. Sometimes it's creepy seeing an army of the dead walk up a mountain following a gaunt, dressed-in-black elf. Whatever he can't physically take, like carvings or paintings in a mountain or things too fragile to move, he draws them in a journal. No real vices, he's pretty straight edge. Talks with Dorian, Maeve, Vivienne, and Alexius about magic theory. Sometimes Solas though they butt heads about opinions on Dalish historical importance. Enjoys Blackwall's company quite a lot <3 Especially woodworking with him.

Aribas loves to drink. Anything, even if it tastes like nug piss. She's loud and obnoxious when drunk. Dances on tables (that won't break) when drunk, and learning silly human drinking songs. It's one of the few times she doesn't have to be so stern and intimidating (well, still intimidating). Makes bets with Sera, sometimes, mostly whether or not Sera can do XYZ and Sera always wins. Not that she ever minds. <3

Saarkadan likes quiet in his free time. Avoids taverns, usually, but might hang around the outside wall if there's a bard inside to listen. He bird-watches often, and likes to be in the trees. Volunteers as a target for Cullen's troop training, occasionally to Cullen's dismay but Saarkadan has proven very efficient at evasive maneuver. Also provides insight on how to kill Large things. Vices mostly just smoking in his free time.

Kasakos is still learning how to enjoy things. It's been about 11 years since he left the Qun, but it still takes so much time for him to get comfortable with new things. If he's not hanging around Saarkadan like a lost puppy, he's drawing things in the sand or doing macrame knots. He likes pretty things, and likes to stare at the paintings Solas makes in Skyhold. He likes the stories art tells. He can't read, but wants to. Usually tries to talk with Solas, Varric, or bards that aren't scared of him since he likes listening to stories and learning new words. Doesn't mind Cassandra's company, she's usually nice about the fact neither of them quite... "do" free time or basic life enjoyments. She tells him a little about the Chantry since he's curious, but he doesn't really believe in anything. Never really got a chance to. Not really looking to, though.

10. Have they ever been seriously injured? What was the outcome?

Saarkadan has a few scars on his stomach for being stabbed and arrow-pierced. His throat was cut, but the dumb human who tried to kill him didn't cut deep enough. He has a scar over his jugular for it now.

Kasakos has been injured by the sheer fact he's a former saarebas / qunari mage. His horns were sawed off, his mouth sewn shut, he has some scars on his face and body where restricting armor dug into his skin. His horns have grown back but they're gnarled and twisted.

Aribas and Dirthadin have yet to be seriously injured, just a few knicks here or there. Dirth has broken his ankle before, but it otherwise healed fine.

7. Did they ever work a normal, everyday job?

Hmmm yes and no? Dirthadin provides research for the Inquisition and Maeve, and sort of just does rogue archaeology work. kasakos, Saarkadan, and Aribas were mercenaries before, all left the Qun around the same time and just banded together for it. In the Qun they were simple soldiers in the same unit as Kasakos. Aribas occasionally elects herself as bartender. Otherwise, not really, their circumstances don't really let them pursue a normal job.

6. Which aspects of the culture they were born into holds the most significance for them?

Dirthadin is a Dalish mage. he used to be a Keeper, so it'shis duty to hold all the knowledge of the Dalish and pass it on. In pursuit of higher knowledge, he just.... Abandoned his clan. He trained his First and Second but only very briefly (for a Keeper), gave everyone the warning, and left. His clan is still bitter about it. Some worry about him since he was family, but others not so much. Because of his Dalish ancestry and obsession with Dalish history, he's made it his (impossible) life goal to collect it all.

Aribas and Saarkadan are both fomer Qunari turned Tal-Vashoth. Saarkadan doesn't hate the Qun, but thinks it only works in particular circumstances. It didn't for him. Aribas hates the fucking Qun and named herself "Aribas" in mockery of the triumvirate (Arishok, Ariqun, Arigena). "Bas" meaning "thing" and is a slur against anyone who isn't Qunari.

Kasakos doesn't mind the Qun. But he was miserable. He's a mage. He hates that the fact of his birth is something that means he is a horrible thing, a Saare Bas. He wants to have purpose, but doesn't want to become tranquil either. He is still navigating his feelings. He wasn't allowed to have feelings, so it's not just metaphorical for navigating his culture, but a literal trauma placed against him.

12. How efficient are they with things like crafting potions or repairing their own armor?

Dirthadin is very efficient at potion crafting. He's good with cloth and leather work but metalworking is beyond him, he has to get it professionally repaired or (usually) just gets new pieces.

Kasakos isn't very adept at much anything. He is proficient in Casting Dangerous Spells. He knows how to tie knots and weave, though. Macrame, baskets, armor... Shibari.

Aribas isn't very good at making things. She throws things.

Saarkadan is good with poisons. Occasional grenades, but prefers poison. He's a good cook. if you trust him not to poison you. Honestly, he's such a good cook you wouldn't mind being poisoned. He can patch a hole in his armor and with Gaatlok/Qunari Balck Powder can solder a patch in armor in a pinch.

Thanks !!

[beef-brisket]

There was silence as Adam and Sera stared at each other. Lucifer definitely didn't feel awkward.

Adam: ...so? Are you coming to get me or not?

Sera: Why would I do that? You're fallen, Adam.

Adam: Bitch- why did I fucking fall!?

Sera: What a stupid question, Adam- I've told you before about asking stupid questions-

Adam: Don't fuck with me, Sera. Ive had a shit fucking day and now I've got this midget following me around!

Lucifer: excuse me-

Adam: You're excused, bitch.

Sera: Adam. Do I really need to you why you're down there?

Adam: uh- yeah, you do. If it's the exterminations- that's on you and Michael!

Lucifer: Michael-?

Adam: Stop butting in, or you can wait outside

Sera: The concept isn't the issue, Adam. It's the execution. Which, if I remember correctly, was done by your hand.

Adam: you forced me! I didn't want to come down here! I never fucking did-!

Sera: You're gluttonous-

Adam: I was literally starving for over 700 years! You try and feed a whole bunch of kids on a limited food supply- trust me, you won't be eating everyday. I went over a week of not eating! Multiple times! It's my fucking afterlife, I'm allowed to enjoy it!

Sera: ...you're lustful-

Adam: you try fucking the same bitch. Over and over. Oh, amd bonus points if you fuckinf hate her very being! I didn't want Eve! You forced a fuckimg bone out of me to make her!

Sera: it was the Lords will, Adam-!

Adam: his will?! I did nothing wrong! I did what you and the Lord wanted! YOU should be down here, instead of me! You know what? Fuck it, Michael should be here to!

Sera: Watch your mouth, Adam. The head of the archangels will not take this insult lightly-

Adam: I don't care how he takes it. He can take it up the ass, for all I care!

Lucifer couldn't help but chuckle.

Adam: the fuck are you laughing at, shorty?!

Lucifer: n-nothing!

Sera: I will not continue this conversation with you while you're worked up, Adam. I will contact you at a later date. When I feel it necessary.

Adam just glared at her as she disappeared. Fuck, he wanted to kill her. He's always hated her attitude, but now it really pissed him off.

Lucifer looked up at Adam. He could tell how mad he was. But this was Lucifer. One of his skills is calming a situation down and making people see the brighter side.

Lucifer: ...welp! Looks like you're suck here-

Adam: shut the fuck up.

Lucifer sighed. It's not the first time he's gotten that reaction, but it always throws him though a loop.

Lucifer: look, Adam. There are options to get you back into Heaven! My daughter, she-

Adam: fuck you and fuck your daughter! I'm not joining some bullshit hotel! So shove it.

Adam sat down in one of the seats placed around the meeting table. He felt like shit, everything was sore, he needed a shower, and now he's double pissed off.

Lucifer: Don't speak about my daughter like that Adam-!

Adam: Take your bullshit and piss off, Lucifer. I don't fucking need you. Never have, never will.

Okay. That hurt Lucifer more than it should have. Looks like he has to use his fall back tactic.

Lucifer: you're in my house, bitch-!

Adam: Tell someone who cares, Lucifer.

Lucifer: ...you've got once chance, Adam.

Adam: Ha ha! Fuck you.

Lucifer saw red. He felt sorry for Adam, only a little bit. But now he remembered why he hate- dislikes him.

Lucifer felt his eyes change and his horns come out. He'll get Adam to behave and take him seriously. And he'll regret ever coming to Hell.

Mother of Sins Au @beef-brisket

Adam didn't understand why it happened. But when it did it was the worst fucking thing he had ever went through on his fucking life.

And he once had his foot caught in a live trap.

But when he got to heaven and his descendants were thriving on earth, it happened six times. Each time more painful than the last.

Adam would get these horrible cramps and in a matter of a few minutes to an hour he would basically give birth to...... This ugly screaming monster! It was fucking horrible! But he didn't have long to dwell on it as a hole in the ground would open and take the child away.

Six fucking times.

He always feared it would happen again.

No one knew or told him why or how this happened. As long as it was done with, Adam didn't care he just wanted his peace in heaven that he fucking earned and deserved.

[writingmaneskin]

Quiet Love - An Ethan Torchio Story

Pairings: Ethan Torchio x GN! Reader

Warnings: smoking, mentions of food and caffeine

Angst with a happy ending

Description: Ethan notices that his love needs taking care of and is more than happy to do it.

Words: 2.8k

A/N: Hope you enjoy, feedback is always welcome <3

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Your pleas for help were always silent.

Your meltdowns too.

It wasn’t like for you to scream or yell for help. No, that was reserved for when you weren’t being heard or when the opposite side refused to see the reason behind your words.

No, your call for help was silent.

It hid in the increasing amounts of caffeine. It lay in the more and more time spent with earbuds on, trying to silence the craziness of the world. 

It was among the ashes of the smoked cigarettes.

**

Ethan knew that something was off but he couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was.

He’d come home a few days ago and everything seemed perfect. He was happy to be there. He was always happy to come home to you.

But the more time he spent at home, the more he noticed that there was something missing, a spark, something felt very off.

You were you. You did everything that was expected of you, the home you two shared was spotless, everything was running smoothly but there was a little, nagging voice inside of him that told him to look closer, to look more careful, to open his eyes and his heart.

To be present.

**

You wanted to cry as soon as you opened your eyes.

You wanted to cry because of how exhausted you felt. You wanted to cry because the person you loved the most in the world was right there and you had some time with him but you couldn’t really enjoy it because the world was too busy breathing down your neck, rushing you to make everything perfect.

You wanted to cry because you needed help and didn’t know how to ask for it.

But you didn’t cry.

You swallowed the tears, pressed a soft kiss to Ethan’s cheek as he slept and slipped out of bed, closing the bedroom door after yourself. You put in your trusty earbuds and put on your comfort nature playlist, determined to tune out as much of the noise of your everyday life as you could.

You forced yourself to get in the zone, to push through another work day, counting down the minutes to when you would be finally free and hopefully with enough spoons left to enjoy time with Ethan and give him the love and attention he deserved.

**

He hated waking up without you there.

What woke him up was the bed was empty again and despite the closed door, he could hear the keyboard keys clicking away.

Sure enough, you were working.

He understood how different your lives were but he also knew that he had to do one thing and one thing only - take care of you and make sure you winded down a bit before you burned out.

Ethan slid on a pair of sweatpants and an oversized hoodie and walked to the kitchen while putting his hair up in a bun. 

There you are. He thought to himself as he beheld the sight of you - slamming away on the keyboard, surrounded by various mugs, focus pinned on the screen in front of you, as other electronics were also lighting up around you. 

“Buongiorno, amore mio.” He said, trying not to startle you. Your lack of reaction didn’t dishearten him when he realized that you must have your earbuds in. 

You saw him with your peripheral vision as he got into the kitchen. Without removing your earbuds or anything else, you stepped away from the computer, even though it demanded your attention and wrapped your arms around him, needing just to hold him, for one moment. 

One moment of solitude. One moment of peace. One moment of him. One moment of him and only him. One moment of you two being the only ones in the world. One moment of you two being the only ones in the Universe.

Ethan put down the coffee mug and rested his palms over your hands where you held him, not really understanding what was going on but appreciating the moment all the same.

You took out the earbuds as soon as you dropped your hands from his body and put it on the table behind you.

“Buongiorno, amore.” He pressed a kiss to your lips, the softness of the kiss melting you almost instantly.

“Buongiorno, amore.” Tears threatened to surface again as you desperately needed more of this, more of him, more of the closeness.

“Did you sleep well?” He brushed a strand of hair from your face. “I missed being able to give you a kiss good morning.”

“I woke up early and had to start work early so I can leave early and spend time with you, I am sorry. I promise to make it up to you later.” 

“You don’t need to make up for anything, amore.” He kissed you again. “I just miss you and I worry that you work too much. Since I’ve been home, I’ve seen you work almost non-stop and I don’t think that’s good for you.”

It’s better than being left alone when you are not here. You thought to yourself. You didn’t say anything though.

“It’s just a busy moment at work.” 

Ethan didn’t know what to say.

“Catch you outside for a smoke before I go back in on a meeting?” You gave him a quick kiss before grabbing the cigarettes from the table. He noticed how you left everything behind and quickly went back to his coffee, determined not to miss out on a moment of you.

Ethan didn’t miss how you put out the cigarette the second he stepped out on the balcony and immediately lit the next one.

“Is work stress that bad?” He asked as he lit a cigarette of his own. He put the coffee down on the small table and noticed your finished mug. 

“It’s just very busy. I have a lot of meetings, a lot of contracts to go through, a lot of arrangements to make. Nothing worthwhile boring you with.”

“You know you can never bore me.” 

“I don’t want to try.” You smiled at him. He was the person that brought the most joy into your life.

You took a sip from his coffee, a mischievous smile coming to your face, making his heart flutter.

“Have you had breakfast? You will burn a hole through your stomach.” 

“I will eat later, don’t worry.”

Oh, he was worried.

You only shook your head and went back inside, reality calling you back.

**

Ethan made breakfast for the two of you and watched as you slammed away on the keyboard and barely shifted your gaze beyond the electronic devices that were screaming at you for attention.

He noticed how you didn’t touch breakfast but at one point, blatantly stole his coffee mug and finished it.

He saw the way you kept leaning your head down on the table, how your body shuddered at times. He saw the face that you made when you were about to cry.

And it scared him.

He pretended like he was reading a book on the sofa but his whole body felt tense, ready for action, ready to do anything, jump in and help you with whatever you needed.

Your phone kept going off, calls kept coming in, texts swarming you. You changed your earbuds, leaving the initial pair to charge. You answered every call and were perfectly patient and polite with everything, giving everyone as much as you could give.

No water, no food, no toilet breaks. 

Only the occasional cigarette break and he saw as you chain smoked and kept cracking your knuckles.

As the day wore on, his nerves strained.

He had to take action.

He had to do something to get you out of this before something worse happened.

He took his phone and booked an airbnb barely an hour away from your home. On the edge of the woods, luxuriously furnished with a gorgeous view of the forest and the mountains, with a bathroom that had a bathtub.

**

“I am going out for a bit, I’ll be back soon.” He told you after taking out one of the earbuds from your ear, kissing your cheek and then putting it back in.

This would not go on for much longer. 

Ethan got in the car and drove to the nearest supermarket where he stocked up on fresh food for the next few days. He was determined to get you out of this work hell that you were in and help you recharge your batteries and just rest and be there for you, give you whatever you needed. 

He bought candles too, and lots and lots of fresh flowers.

He was racing time, wanting to get everything ready before your day finished and so he drove to the airbnb and met with the owner.

“Ciao, signor.” The owner was a lady who looked to be in her early sixties. Ethan smiled at her.

“Ciao. Thank you for letting me arrange this on such short notice.” 

“Of course, I am happy to help. Do you need help with putting together this surprise?” The owner asked. The two had exchanged a few messages where Ethan had told her just how desperate he was to get you to rest and recharge.

“No, no. I will just leave the groceries in the kitchen and the flowers in a vase if there is one and then I will go pick my partner up.” Ethan smiled one of his biggest smiles at the mention of you. He hoped that you would like this surprise and that stress wouldn’t have you lash out at him. Either way, this was happening.

“Well, if you need anything tomorrow or the next day, just let me know.” The owner smiled at him again, moved by the enthusiasm and love that he was showing.

“Grazie.” 

**

He found you in the exact same spot that he left you in when he got home. The difference was that your shoulders were slouching and the bags under your eyes were more prominent now. Things that only he would notice.

“You’re back.” Your smile grew the second your eyes landed on him.

“I am back, did you have any doubts?” He pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“No, of course not.” You reached out to take the earbuds out.

“Are you done working?” 

“For today, yes.” You closed the laptop and took the earbuds out. The soft hum of the electronics around your house was not too much, thankfully. You got up and stretched before wrapping your arms around the drummer. “What are you up to?” 

“You know, this and that.” He smiled at you and kissed your forehead. “How about you pack up your electronics while I pack us a bag?”

“Where are we going?” Your curiosity peaked.  

“You’ll see.” He kissed you gently again, but you held him close, not wanting this moment to really end.

And so you listened. You packed up all of your electronics and your timing matched as he came out with two bags, full of what you assumed to be your clothes and his.

“You’re so mysterious, Torchio.”

“I am just trying to do right by you.” He beamed at you.

“Do I need to change?”

“No, you are beautiful.” You were wearing a pair of sweatpants and one of his old t-shirts, needing the smell and comfort of him to get you through the day. The compliment worked and you flushed.

You walked with him to the car and put away the bags that you both carried before sitting down next to him. 

He started the car and got on the road, and soon after reached out to hold your hand, making your heart skip several beats.

The day was hell. It was your own personal hell of meetings and calls.

Not that they had gone bad.

Quite the opposite actually. 

It was just that you needed some quiet, quiet love.

You needed him.

You needed to know that at the end of the day, when you were exhausted, he would be there to catch you and let you know that it’s okay to breathe, to relax.

You closed your eyes and a tear rolled down, the first real indicator of how you felt. The hum of the engine did not bother you, neither did the noise of the road.

No, it was a welcome kind of noise. It was a noise indicating life. 

It was noise drawing your attention to the world around you, not the world stuck behind screens.

“Are you okay?” Ethan broke the silence. 

“Yes.” You pulled his hand to your lips and put a kiss there. You caught him smiling out of the corner of your eye.

“I promise you will feel much better soon.”

And he stayed true to his word. You didn’t know how much time you spent in the car but he started driving on a side road before finally parking the car in front of a cabin, in what looked like the middle of nowhere.

“Where are we, amore?” You looked at him, confusion clouding your face as you got out of the car.

“This is our place for the next few days.” He smiled. “You have been working so hard and I figured it’s time for a mini getaway.” He got the keys out of his pocket. “This place has internet connection in case you don’t want to miss out on any more work but it’s quiet enough where you won’t  need to have earbuds in constantly.” He walked over to you and put his arms around you. 

You were too startled to speak. 

“You have been working so hard and I suspect I know only the surface, only very little from what I’ve seen over the past few days.” He kissed your forehead. “You never complain and everything runs smoothly but you are not a machine. You need rest and care and I am here to help with both and to give you all the love you need.”

This was when the tears started rolling. You buried your face in his chest and he held you tighter.

“Thank you.” Was all you managed, hoping that it would be enough to convey your feelings.

“Even my favourite workaholic needs a break.” He tried to lighten the mood and succeeded as the workaholic comment earned him a giggle.

When you calmed down enough, you took out the electronics bag from the car and he picked up the two bags of clothes and headed towards the cabin door.

“You’re a workaholic too, you know?” You tried to sound teasing but you realized that he probably needed rest and care too, likely more than you did.

“Takes one to know one.” He stuck his tongue out, making the most adorable face and earning a laugh out of you. A laughter that made his heart soar.

“True.” 

“I’ll get dinner started.” He stole a kiss again as you went into the bedroom. The cabin was gorgeous and instantly became one of your new favourite places. You knew it would be a place that would hold core memories for you and you couldn’t wait to make them.

You took out your laptop from your bag and quickly typed an email out to your boss, saying that you are taking a few days off to rest and recover, and that you would reach out when you knew the date you were going back. You quickly put away the laptop and went into the kitchen, once again wrapping your arms around him as he worked away on the kitchen counter.

“I put in a submission for days off.” You told him and he stopped doing what he was doing.

“How many days?” Those were the first words out of his mouth.

“I wrote in the email that I would reach out as to when I’d be going back. I have too many accumulated days off anyway.”

“I am so proud of my favorite workaholic.” Ethan smiled and turned around to give you a kiss.

Dinner was amazing. The two of you shared a meal and talked quietly, and exchanged soft touches over a glass of wine, and you felt more at ease than you had felt in a long time.

“Thank you for this.” You told him before leaning in for a kiss. “For taking care of me.”

“You have always been my quiet love.” He told you. “You have always been my safe haven, my home. You have always been the stability I have always sought. You’re always there, untouchable, unbreakable. I know I can rely on you. I know I am safe with you. I know that you and I, as a team, can figure everything out. You’re you, you are my friend and my love.” He told you, and tears started rolling down your face on their own as his words went straight to your soul. “I know that you will always be there at the end of the day to hold me and care for me. I just wanted you to know that I am here for you too. I love you and I am here for you. I love you and you can count on me to take care of you, to be here for you.” 

[faithintheunknownsblog]

Chapter Summary: A newbie vampire who is determined to kill every vampire with no ifs, ands, or buts about it, meets the notorious Alucard and joins the Hellsing Organization

TW: Slight gore

Master List

To Kill A Monster

Chapter 1: An Unwanted Interaction

After that day- about twenty five years ago- when Alucard was finally freed from Sir Integra’s control, he immediately got bored. He tried living like an everyday person, but that didn’t even last a week.

So he went back to the Hellsing Organization to continue his work as if he never left.

After Sir Integra passed Seras Victoria took her place, keeping the Hellsing Organization running to this day.

The world still- somehow- had vampires that needed to be killed, and that is what Alucard did.

But the nice thing about it is that he doesn’t have to listen to anyone like he had to before.

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“Alucard, there have been rumors of a new vampire being spotted around London.” Seras tells him.

“Ooo, fun.” Alucard smirks as his eyes show his excitement, “I will get my guns ready.”

“I want you to bring them back to me alive.” Seras ordered, she has become more mature and is stern with him ever since she has taken over. She knows she’ll never be Integra, but she tries to live up to the Hellsing name.

“Excuse me?” Alucard asks, he was confused by her odd request.

“Bring them back alive,” Seras says again. “Just trust me on this one Alucard.”

Alucard bows his head in obedience, he still has to listen to an extent.

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You disappear down a dark alleyway, following a tall man- a vampire- dressed in all red. “I will kill them all,” you think as you follow him with your knives ready.

Alucard senses you, but continues to let you follow him. He won’t know for sure if you’re the one he was sent out to find until he sees you. Seras sent him a message earlier with a description of what you are rumored to look like. He pulls out his phone to pretend to double check, even though he has already got it memorized.

Now that- you’re tricked into thinking- he is distracted, you take the chance to try to kill him.

Alucard turns around real quick and hits you in the face with the butt of his pistol, knocking you hard against one of the brick walls of the alleyway. “Now, now, wasn’t that stupid? What ever happened to loyalty to your own kind?”

You get up and wipe your nose that is starting to bleed, both of your knives still gripped firmly in your hands. You look at him with an eyebrow raised, “I’m not your kind.”

You attempt to cut him again but it is no use, he dodges your attack and lands a heavy hit to your back.

“So tell me why that is,” he says while you’re on the ground.

“Because blood doesn’t fuel me, it’s my will that makes me get out of bed and get rid of scum, vampire and human alike!” You dash toward him.

“I see, that must be why Seras Victoria wants me to bring you back to Hellsing.” When you get close enough Alucard puts his gun right to the middle of your forehead.

You move swiftly, side stepping and stabbing your knife straight into his side. “I won’t let you won’t take me, dead or alive.”

He sucks in air between his teeth, now he’s getting annoyed because you managed to land a hit

“Well my orders won’t let me kill you, so you’re going to have to come back alive.” He says, holding onto your throat and right before you pass out you hear him say, “I must admit, you are a rather peculiar little thing. I’m impressed with your power as well.”

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You wake up in a room that you assume is underground since there are no windows, the walls are made of stone, and the only way out is a singular door. One that you can’t even get to because you’re tied to a chair. You start trying to get free.

“There is no use in trying to escape, I let you live this time. But if you escape I will have no hesitation when I order Alucard to kill you.” Seras says plainly.

She is the only one who is fully visible to you, but you can see the silhouette of the vampire you tried to eliminate in the darkness behind her, to the right. You could also see the smug smile on his face.

“You’re going to kill me anyway,” you continue to struggle. “I'd rather have it happen now.”

Seras sighs, “I’m not going to kill you. Well, I’m not going to kill you unless you refuse to cooperate.”

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” You glare daggers at her.

“I am Seras Victoria of the Hellsing Organization. We hunt down and kill vampires.” She explains.

“As I said, you’re going to kill me anyway,” you feel the ropes starting to loosen from around one of your wrists.

“I am willing to make a special exception for you.” Seras gives you a big smile.

“And why is that?!” You get one hand free and right before you can start to undo the other knot Alucard grabs your wrist. You didn’t notice him disappear from Seras’ side.

“Because you clearly are different,” Seras pauses for a moment as she thinks. “And I think the Hellsing Organization could use someone like you.”

“I don’t trust vampires,” you say as you fight to free your wrist from Alucard’s grip. “They’re evil scumbags that all deserve to rot in the deepest depths of Hell.”

Alucard condescendingly looks down at you and smirks, he enjoys your fierceness. The way you’re acting is a change of pace and truly invigorating for him. He decides to speak on Seras’ behalf, “that attitude is the exact reason why someone like you belongs here.”

“Let go you son of-“ You struggle.

“Alucard, enough.” Seras says sternly.

“Yes, as you wish Seras” Alucard lets go and bows his head for a moment.

“And why should I trust you?!” You demand.

“Have you ever heard of the Hellsing Organization before?” Seras asks plainly.

“No, because it doesn’t exist.” You reply.

“Do you see hundreds of vampires roaming the streets of London?” Seras asks again.

“No…” You say hesitantly.

“Don’t you think that there might be a secret organization that is keeping not only London, but the world safe from vampires?” Seras asks again.

You stay silent.

“What I thought,” Seras stands up and begins to leave the room. She looks over her shoulder and says, “welcome to the Hellsing Organization. You’ll start training tomorrow.”

Alucard follows Seras as she exits the room, leaving you to get out of the ropes all by yourself. Which doesn’t take long, but it was still inconvenient as Hell.

Once you’re out you put your ear up to the door and listen for the sound of footsteps to slowly dissipate. Once they do you peek your head out of the door, seeing that no one was there.

You head in the opposite direction from where you heard their footsteps heading. You cautiously look around every corner, and make sure your footsteps are unable to be heard.

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Seras Victoria watches you through hidden cameras that are set up all throughout the basement.

Alucard sighs in impatience and annoyance, “can I just kill her already?”

“No Alucard,” Seras says and continues to watch you. “She is quite fascinating.”

Alucard watches the screen, seeing how well you were doing only annoys him more as he sees how close you are to escaping. In aggravation he asks “Seras you can’t be serious about this? Letting her escape? What kind of game are you playing?”

Seras gives a sweet smile and says in a perky voice, “Alucard don’t worry so much! Sir Integra wouldn’t have let me keep Hellsing running if she didn’t trust me to make good decisions!”

Alucard frowns in disapproval, he is still mad at how you stabbed him and he can’t kill you because of it. He plainly says, “this is ridiculous.”

Seras studies you with pure fascination, and right as you almost escape, “Alucard, go now!”

“Finally,” Alucard swiftly leaves, excited to fight you.

“You still can’t kill her though!” Seras calls after him.

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You nearly made it out when Alucard comes out from a portal he made in the door. “Fuck!”

“Such a disobedient vampire,” Alucard manically chuckles and points his gun at you. It’s filled with blanks because he can’t kill you but still plans on getting you back for stabbing him. “You were given a warning, but didn’t listen.”

You turn around and run the opposite way of the exit, opposite way of him.

“I didn’t take you as the one to run away from the consequences of your actions,” Alucard aims at your back and yells out aggressively, “It’s disappointing that you won’t fight me like you did before!”

Alucard shot at you, and you ran up the side of the wall to- successfully- dodge the bullet.

“Hmph-“ Alucard got angrier and started to go after you, “-you made your death inevitable. So why run now? Fight me!”

Another shot was taken for you, but he predicted how you would try to dodge this bullet.

When you hear the click of the gun you move, you get hit by the bullet. But with how fast you are, instead of getting hit in the back you get hit in the shoulder.

“Making this more and more fun for me, little hunter.” Alucard makes the hallway go red, he wants a fight.

You slow your steps and look back, seeing Alucard releasing the dogs. You get off of the walls and back onto the floor, “alright, alright. You got me.”

“No! Fight me!” Alucard screams.

You walk towards him as he comes closer, “no, you’re right. I need to face the consequences for my actions.”

The angrier he gets the more you want to smile, you had a plan of course. Once he was close enough, you run up the walls again getting past him and dash for the door. You use your full speed, which was much faster than what you showed before.

Alucard turns around quickly and tries to grab you again but you have already kicked down the door. You thought you were going to be outside, you thought you were free. But you’re just in a big room that only exit was the door you just busted through.

But the room is filled with weapons, weapons you plan on using. You hurry up and grab a gun, you load it and start shooting.

It was no use because Alucard’s eyes just filled with more excitement. He yells in pleasure, “yes! Yes! Fight me little hunter!”

You hit him nearly each time, but the bullets just keep going straight through him. You keep reloading, but it’s no use. When he finally makes it into the room he blocks the doorway, turning the room completely red.

You think of how you could get out. You would slide out of the room from in between his legs but his legs just seemed to be gone.

“What’s the problem little hunter! Come on! Release your full potential!” Alucard was going mad, his screaming getting even louder and more aggressive. “Do it! Do it! Do-“

“That’s enough,” Seras says plainly.

Alucard looks at Seras, wanting to finish the job.

“I said that’s enough!” Seras repeats herself in a stern tone.

Alucard goes back to normal, then walks out of the door in angry silence. He’s mad because he still isn’t allowed kill you.

“You weren’t even scared! And hit him a few good times! That’s so impressive!” Seras says with a huge smile.

You throw the gun down in anger, “I have no reason to fear anything.”

“Most would think differently!” Seras keeps her peppy attitude. “Please join us! I firmly believe that you’d make a great addition to us in the Hellsing Organization!”

“Why would I join you when you just tried to have him kill me?” You frustratedly asked.

“I didn’t try to have him kill you! I actually just stopped him! But-“ Seras tone becomes normal, “if you really wish to leave we won’t keep you here.”

You walk past Seras- not caring that you bump shoulders with her- and leave the Hellsing mansion.

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You walk back into the city of London, and when you finally calm down- after a few too many hours- you realize that you just gave up the chance to no longer be homeless. “Shit…”

You look back over your shoulder and genuinely contemplate if you should join the Hellsing Organization.

A high pitched scream from an alleyway cuts your thoughts off, you instinctively run towards the alley. When you get to the entrance you reach for your knives… Your knives that were still at the Hellsing mansion. “F-“

A gunshot rings in your ears, and the vampire who had a girl now has a bullet hole straight to the skull. The girl immediately runs away.

You look over- and up- to see Alucard, “why are you following me?”

“So if you fucked up in any way I could give Seras Victoria a plausible reason to kill you.” Alucard says bluntly.

“You’d never get one of those, I’m not evil like you.” You sneer while looking at him in disgust.

“You’re just as much of a monster like every soul in the rest eternity.” Alucard turns on his heels, heading in the direction back to the Hellsing Mansion.

“I’m going back with you,” you say plainly and start following behind him.

Alucard sighs in annoyance, but knows that he would never hear the end of it from Seras if he denies you from going with him.

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Seras claps her hands in delight as she sees you following Alucard, “yay! I’m so happy you decided to join us!”

You ignore her welcome and ask her, “so where are my knives?”

Seras doesn’t let it get under her skin that you ignored her. But what does bother her is that Alucard didn’t follow her orders, which were for him to find you and give your knives back. Seras looks at Alucard, annoyance plastered across her face, “you didn’t give them back to her?”

“I must have forgotten, my apologies.” Alucard says in a formal tone but it’s obvious that he wasn’t planning on giving them back to you.

Alucard pulls them out of his coat and you snatch them back, with a glare you say “yeah, I bet you did.”

You and Alucard hold eye contact, both clearly ready to break out into a fight.

Seras tries to break the tension and says in a chipper voice, “I don’t think you two have properly introduced yourselves!”

“Yes, I suppose we haven’t.” Alucard’s smirks and you can see a hint of those sharp- deadly- pearly white fangs. “I’m Sir Alucard.”

You totally ignore him and don’t introduce yourself, instead you turn your head to look around. Then you turn back to Seras and plainly ask, “so what do I do now that I’m here?”

“Well, tonight we’ll let you rest. But tomorrow we’ll start off with the basics, you’ll get set up with weapons and such. Introduce you to the rest of the organization's members. Then you’ll start training, it will be exclusively with Alucard.”

“Seras-“ Alucard starts, he wants to protest the idea.

“I think you’re the perfect one for this Alucard! After all, you did train me,” Seras says.

“Doesn’t matter, I’m not going to train with him anyway!” You say defiantly.

“Well it doesn’t matter, you two are training with each other or neither of you are allowed to work.” Seras says sternly.

“Seras, if I’m going to train with someone, at least have me fight against a worthy opponent.” Alucard says with annoyance

You give Alucard a death glare then turn back to Seras, “I don’t want to be around that monster anymore than I have too.”

“I don’t understand why you keep calling me a monster, little hunter.” Alucard plays innocent.

You turn to him and with eyes full of pure hatred you aggressively say, “because you’re an evil blood sucking twat that deserves to burn in Hell. Just like every other vampire!”

“Bold words coming from you,” Alucard smirks.

“I haven’t had a single drop of anyone else’s blood, and I won’t ever.” You state.

Alucard looks over at Seras and chuckles, “sound familiar?”

“Yes, yes it does.” Seras admits.

You look between the two, “the Hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Well I was the same way, for awhile. But, if you drink blood you become harder to kill! Then you can get rid of the bad guys easier!” Seras says with a peppy smile, in hopes of changing your mind.

“Seras, there is no point. This one will learn one way or another,” Alucard looks down at you and smirks. “And I’ll be there to watch you fall off your high pedestal you sat yourself upon.”

“I’ll be sure to make you my footrest before that ever happens,” you clench your knives between your fist.

Seras steps between you and Alucard, “alright that’s enough. I’ll show you to your room now.”

Alucard walks off, he usually isn’t like this with anyone, ever. Why do you set him off? He has not a single clue.

You let Seras take you to your room, which was in the basement with no windows. You absolutely hate it. You can’t be in the sun, and you know that. But when you were hiding out before, you still would open up the shades. You’d stay out of the sun, but still be able to see outside, and see how the sun brightens up the world.

Alucard steps into your room from a portal after Seras leaves out the door. “You know if you drank blood you’d be able to go outside during the day.”

You swiftly turn to look at him, “how the fuck-“

Alucard chuckles, “your mind isn’t protected that well.”

“You bastard! Stay out of my head!” You throw your knife straight for his head, but he catches it inches away from his face.

“I’m just trying to help you, vampire hunter.” Alucard tosses your knife down on a table in the middle of the large room.

“I have gone perfectly fine without help for the past month,” you say plainly and walk up to the table to grab your knife.

“A month? And I just heard about you today? That’s a little impressive, I must say.” Alucard watches as you pick up the knife.

“What can I say-“ You get a smug smirk, tossing the knife up and catching it, “-I don’t have to drink blood to be great.”

Within a second Alucard is standing behind you, “now, now, don’t let your ego inflate too much.”

You quickly swoop around, taking your blade and aiming it straight for his side. But he moves before you get the chance. Now he’s facing you at the other side of the table. “You still are weak.”

“And I’m still going to kill you whenever I get the chance,” you flip the table and it hits him in the face. You use the table as a shield and reach around it in another attempt to stab him.

Alucard was caught off guard but figured out what was happening directly after and quickly took a side step. However you do manage to graze his arm, which made him excited. “Oooh, nice one little hunter, you actually managed to give me a little scratch”

With nothing holding it up the table falls flat on the floor and you fall with it. But you quickly roll over onto your back, just to be met with a shoe against your neck and a gun pointed down at your head. “Too bad you already forgot that I could easily blow your head off at any given moment.”

Seras hears the fight and rushes into your room, seeing Alucard standing over top of you. “Alucard!”

You and Alucard both ignore her. You didn’t break eye contact when you say to him, “do it then.”

“If you insist,” Alucard pulls the slide back with his teeth and aims it straight for your forehead. He waits for you to stab him in the leg or attempt to escape, but when you don’t he pulls the trigger.

You didn’t flinch when you heard the shot, expecting a bullet hole through your head. You watched him pull the trigger and not a single round came out of the barrel. You smirk and condescendingly said, “fucking pussy.”

Alucard chuckles and takes his foot off your throat, “you might actually be worth a little more than the dirt on my shoes. Nowhere near a true vampire’s skill set, but I’ll train you to the best of your ability.”

You stand up, “like I said before, I don’t train with monsters.”

“Yet you just did… Well it was more of a test then a training.” Alucard smirks.

Seras looks at him, then looks back to you, “this wasn’t my idea.”

You give Alucard a death glare, “you fucking ass-“

“I will see you tomorrow night, right after sunset.” Alucard says and leaves the room.

“I’m going to kill him,” you say plainly.

Seras stays silent for a moment then says “alright, see you tomorrow.”

After she leaves you flop down on the bed and even though you fight sleep it takes over because this is the first time you’ve been in an actual bed in… you can’t even remember.

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As soon as you hear a footstep in the hallway you get up and ready your knives. You move without a sound to the side of the door that will conceal you when it opens.

Alucard comes through the wall and says, “you pay good attention little hunter.”

As you turn around you aim your knife straight for Alucard’s heart, but he grabs your wrist and holds your arm firmly in place. Putting his gun to your temple he chuckled and sadistically said, “you really need to remember that your knives aren’t that great.”

“They’re good, you just play dirty.” You tug on your arm and he lets it go.

“All is fair in love and war,” Alucard knows that the ‘love’ part will tick you off. Which is precisely the reason why he said it.

“I’d never feel love for a monster, especially a monster like you.” You go to stab him again but he dodges your swing.

“You have all eternity to change your mind,” Alucard continues to tease you as he dodges every swing you throw.

“I’ll kill you before that ever happens,” you go to hit Alucard but he dodges yet again and hits you in the back.

“You’re doing a terrible job at that,” Alucard chuckles and throws you up against the wall, holding you by your neck.

You stab at his wrist and arm, he doesn’t budge. But after a few moments Alucard let go of you, “okay little hunter, let’s get you weaponized.”

Alucard leaves the room before you get the chance to run your mouth, you follow him in silence.

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“Take your pick,” Seras says as she leads you into a room filled with weapons. “I recommend something that is long range since you are still unwilling to drink blood.”

You are immediately drawn to the swords, knives, and daggers. “So what’s the difference between these and any other weapons?” You choose the swords and a few knives to be your weapons.

“Well, unlike yours these are blessed,” Seras says.

“Blessed?” You ask in confusion.

“It means they are holy weapons to use for unholy acts,” Alucard smirks.

You ignore him and go over to an insanely large riot shotgun, “alright. I’ll use these. Now if you excuse me I’m going to go sleep until I’m completely recharged.”

You take the weapons with you and go back to your room. It’s going to take you a while to get used to this new way of life.

[ranmouridesu]

Don’t you ever think about how smart Ran actually is

for just guessing (more than once) what happened to shinichi?

being shrunk into a seven year old kid isn’t something that happens everyday.

all the characters who now know the truth is because either shinichi simply told them (agasa, eisuke, maybe heiji…), or they discovered it on their own but mainly because they’re in close contact with the organization (akai, amuro, vermouth…), or they are in direct contact with aptx. (haibara, mary and sera…)

ran journey always amaze me because she did that by herself. she came close to the truth so many times before, some characters just claimed to actually think that conan and shinichi looked alike in many aspect before but ran was the only one to have this idea. she got so many elements to prove her shinichi=conan theory: she easily made the connection of his disappearance with the mib,

she is also well aware of the fact that the day shinichi left, conan came into her life,

she knows about the gadgets (if only she knew about the bowtie…), she’s aware of the fact that scars don’t grow as you age so if she finds out that shinichi has the same scar like conan, well that is a big evidence. (i’m talking about the scar conan got from surgery in the desperate revival arc)

she confronted kazuha about the fact that shinichi finger prints were on heiji’s charms, obviously kazuha just guessed that heiji probably gave the charm to shinichi. but look ! ran kept that in her mind since the shiragami case though.

she even confronted conan about how someone can change appearance but with DNA you can’t fool anyone.

and the list goes on, i probably forgot something.

gosho already gave hints about ran and her “diary of the truth” (look at ran face, maybe she’s keeping a literal and/or mental diary of deductions)

and however “repetitive” suspicions arcs can be, i think they’re useful for ran to confront shinichi about her deductions.

and i know ran seems to believe (or want to believe) that conan is a different person when shinichi is around and after kyoto we didn’t get any crumbs of ran suspicions, but she acted that way after london too, i think she wants to keep that idea out of her head in respect of herself and shinichi, especially now that they’re in a relationship.

now, of what all she knows, imagine if she remembers about meeting mary in her childhood. isn’t that the biggest proof of adult shrinking into kids? (still mad at gosho for not making her remember it first.) doesn’t she thinks haibara acts way more mature of her age?

and to people saying that ran isn’t useful for the plot or that she can’t keep shinichi’s secret…i’ve got some big news for you !! ran can and did protect him many times before !

do y’all remember when she asked conan to help her keep the identity of that man disguised as kogoro a secret for the old lady’s sake?

when she lied about shinichi real name to subaru? she even made sure that conan was out of masumi's suspicions.

in my opinion she just needs the biggest evidence to prove her theory AND she’s waiting for shinichi to tell her. like heiji said in the desperate revival arc, when she kept it to herself for a long time…i believe she’s doing the same even now.

i probably made thousands of mistakes but english isn’t my first language so i apologize :,)

also i’m not making a character analysis or something, this is me pretending to be smart and show you my vision of ran character and my love for her so, hope you enjoyed it !! <3

[lubdubsworld]

Insatiable  ( Jungkook x Oc ) Chapter 8

Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x OC

Rating 18+

Genre : Vampire Au!!!! , DILF! Jungkook ! Bodyguard AU! Babysitter OC!   Age difference!!!

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Chapter 8

“Heartbreak looks good on you...” My sister commented impishly, watching me slip the teardrop earring into my lobe, the ruby red stone glinting in the dimlight of the bedroom. 

It was a couple of weeks since my uncle had come over and today, all the important clan leaders from around the country would be heading over to pay their respects to him. As one of the oldest surviving vampires, he commanded a lot of respect and no one really wanted to be on his bad side. 

Which just made me love Jungkook all the more because I couldn’t forget how he’d literally thrown himself in between us that day. I wanted to give him  everything  in return but apparently, all i was allowed to give him was space. 

My father had visited me everyday , giving me a very cryptic, ‘ I’ll make sure the two of you get your happy ending, dearest but you need to trust me and stay away for a while. Just a while. ’. 

But it seemed so impossible, so far away and just so unlikely that I was beginning to lose hope. 

It didn’t help that I hadn’t actually seen Jungkook in these two weeks . Namjoon took his place and my only connection to him was Joowon , who told me his father was busy ...that he stayed with Hwasa most evenings . I felt jittery and nervous and even more so today because of the lavish party being hosted in the Grand Ball Room, which was easily the biggest room in the entire estate. The last time it had been opened was for my parent’s wedding a whole two centuries ago.  

For once I couldn’t hide in the daycare in sweats. My uncle apparently insisted that i be present for the party tonight. 

It only made my anxiety skyrocket. 

I was a mess when it came to formal parties with century old vampires. I had all the formal training of course, but still the etiquette lessons were long forgotten and lot of those cranky old bats had very archaic ideas about what was allowed and what wasn’t. 

I  didn’t want some entitled century old vampire pawing at my neck for a drink tonight. I really didn’t. 

But i had done my part. Put on a red dress, the backline dipping all the way down to the base of my spine , let one of the make up artists in the clan have a go at my face and even put on blood red lipstick. 

I grunted , trying to yank the small lace and leather garter up my thigh. It had a holster for a dagger, the small ornate silver one that all the women in the clan carried. The dagger was crafted with the Hwang crest on its handle and I carefully sheathed it in, patting my thigh to make sure it wouldn’t slip down my limb. 

“Don’t make fun of my misery.” I glared at her and she actually laughed. 

“Sera, you feel too much too deeply. Jungkook isn’t going anywhere. He’ll come around. “ She said gently.

I shook my head.

“I don’t want to wait though. I... I don’t know why I hate waiting but I do..”

“He looks like a kinky bastard. Tell me, did you guys try anything ...I don’t know..risky?”

Nothing riskier than getting edged in front of a whole hotel full of guests and then getting fucked in the back of a car. Oh, did I tell you he spit in my mouth? And I loved it.

“Not really.” I lied but I could feel my face heating up as I turned around, back to the mirror as i felt my ears burning.

My sister shrieked so loud I jumped, nearly knocking over the bottle of perfume on the dresser.

“Oh my God, Sera, you naughty little bint! Tell me now!!!” She screeched and i flushed.

Like hell i was telling my sister what we had done.

“It’s private!!” I hissed when she tried to yank me and she laughed. 

“You’re shy... aww that’s cute. But that’s just because you recently got un-virgined . Bet you  can’t wait for him to desecrate your special place again, huh?” She waggled her eyebrows. 

“That is the single most disgusting thing you’ve ever said.” I gagged.

She laughed again. 

“Relax. He was your first. Happens . But like I said, don’t worry about him being serious about this. I think he is. You guys had sex and dad knows that. And yet somehow he’s still walking around with his had attached to his shoulders. Do you really think father would have let him live if he didn’t have feelings for you?”

I frowned.

“That’s not fair. It was consensual. He didn’t force me into anything or tell me he had feelings ....”

She scoffed at that. 

“Please tell me you still don’t think he hasn’t got feelings for you. He went batshit-crazy when you went on that date with Yugyeom. Jimin thought he was having a stroke or something. Dude’s so gone for you it isn’t even funny.”

“ Fat lot of good that does me! ” I snapped. “ If he doesn’t acknowledge those feelings he might as well not have any. And so far he’s made it abundantly clear that he’s not going to act on them. Ever.” 

“Because he’s clearly involved in something dangerous.” She said easily, making me blink.  “I’m not supposed to be telling you this but I’m kind of sick of you moping around like the world is ending and I’m just going to trust you to be smart about it.”

“What do you mean dangerous?” I whirled around to glare at her, pulse racing. 

“I have no clue. Dad and Jungkook are working on something.  But they’ve been huddled in the administrative building for three days now and no one has seen them . So i don’t really know what it is they’re planning. But I’ve always wondered if Jungkook was hiding from something. It would explain why he’d work as a bodyguard...with his skills he could be so much more.  ”

Frustration bloomed,  this time laced with worry. I wanted to know what was going on. God, if i could only see him. A glimpse would be enough. Just to make sure he was okay. Just to hear from him that he was okay. That he was going to be safe. 

“Think he’ll be at the party?”  I asked softly, feeling a whole lot pathetic at the way my heart lurched hopefully. 

My sister gave me a very mischievous smile. 

“Maybe . Maybe not. You look ravishing by the way.  And everyone out there wants you. Literally. Don’t forget that. Don’t be easy. Make him beg a little. ” She winked. 

I frowned. 

“He won’t beg. He’ll turn the tables around and make me cry.” I shuddered.  . Which really wouldn’t be that hard . I felt like I was always on the verge of tears these days. 

The knock on the door made us both look up. 

“Who’s escorting you tonight?” My sister asked gently. 

I shrugged. 

“No one. I’m just gonna walk in there by myself because I hate all of you. ” I grabbed the small bejeweled clutch from the table and hesitated just a second. 

God , I had no strength for tonight but there was a possibility that Jungkook could be there tonight. And I wanted to see him, if for no other reason than to kick him in the teeth. 

 I slipped into the strappy peep toe heels, stumbling a little because i wasn’t used to them. 

Swearing at the sharp pain shooting up my heel and shin, I wrenched the door open. Ignoring the simpering man on the other side, i stalked right past him. 

It was going to be a long , long night 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The ballroom looked ....for lack of a better word : overwhelming. 

Whoever was in charge of the decoration had clearly taken the budget, quadrupled it and then pretty much ordered one of everything. I stared at the sheer overdose of satin and gauze and felt myself shuddering. 

Red and black was the theme for the night and I half wished I’d chosen to wear something in turquoise blue just to give my eyes some sort of relief. But there was no denying that it looked especially lavish, the huge hall big enough to fit a dozen foot ball fields, the high ceiling that seemed to stretch right up to the heavens and the million candelabras and chandeliers hung all over the place. 

The carpeted floors felt soft under my foot and it was still early, only a few pople flitting about while the ushers and helpers rushed about, tweaking deatils, rechecking placement charts, placing refreshments on the table. Small bottles of blood arranged neatly on the table and I rolled my shoulders, eyes darting around to find someone familiar. 

Kim Minjae and Kim Mingyu were just entering the hall and I grimaced. God, no. But i watched as they casually posed in front of the blood red backdrop, while cameras flashed and i frowned. Were supernatural tabloids really that starved for material? 

“Sera, go on, you need to get your picture taken too!” My aunt materialized out of nowhere , dressed in a puffy red gown with ruffles and I shook my head. 

“Later... i need a drink.” I said quickly, escaping her clingy fingers and rushing away . 

As the only human in the entire damn place, I would have to walk all the way to the bar on the far corner of the ballroom to beg for a drink. 

I was half way there when a commotion at the door made me look up. My father had arrived with him a majority of his counsel and a bunch of other guests as well. I stared, my eyes zeroing in on a very familiar figure , my father’s arm wrapped around his shoulder.

Jeon Jungkook stood right next to my father dressed to the nines and with a dazzling smile in place. 

I gawked at him. 

Trying to process what it was that I was seeing. 

He was smiling. He had the audacity to smile after ignoring me for two whole weeks. 

I took a deep breath.

“You better have a pretty darn good explanation for the radio silence you treated me to the past two weeks. “ I intoned dully to myself , trying to ignore the way he looked, completely at ease in the spotlight. 

He turned a little to the left and his gaze caught mine. I watched as he smiled and shook hands with the people around him before whispering something to my father. 

I dug my heels into the floor, glaring as he extricated himself from the elite crowd and slowly began walking over. God, i wanted to kick him so bad. 

He stopped in front of me, looking expectant and my anger merely doubled in intensity. 

“Anything you wanna say, Jeon?” I snapped. 

“You’re beautiful. Breathtakingly so. Red is your color, angel. I wanna see you in it more often. “ He answered at once. 

My mind went distressingly blank for a whole thirty second. 

“ Did i fucking offer? ” I demanded , angry. “ I’m not dressing up for you. Ever. You ignored me for two entire weeks Jungkook! i didn’t know where you were...what you were doing...” 

“Sera, I’m sor -” He began but I squawked in disbelief, shoving him away hard. He stumbled, more in surprise than from the impact but he looked surprised .  

I felt myself shaking in anger. How dare he?

“Oh, no. No. You do not get to waltz back in with a simple sorry.... not after treating me like shit the past two weeks...Absolutely not.” I snarled, shoving him again but this time he didn’t budge. Ugh. 

I made to move past him but he grabbed my elbow , yanking me back till I crashed into his chest. It was humiliating , the way my body practically vibrated with pleasure from being near him. His arms around me felt like heaven and I’d spent two whole weeks in purgatory. 

“You need to stay with me Ms. Hwang. I’m your bodyguard, remember?” He whispered, lips pressing against my neck, breathing in my scent  and I glared at his arms.

“No you’re not. Namjoon is!! Where is he?” I asked angrily , but he pulled me closer, hands resting on the bare skin of my back as he hugged me tight, lips latching onto my neck, breathing deep and my knees buckled. i had missed this. So much and even if this was all i got, I wanted to savor it. Savor it even if I hated him for the way he treated me all the fucking time.  

“Missed you.” He whispered, lips wet and wanting , damp on my skin as he pressed kisses along my shoulder. I loved it but I knew he was going to leave me again and that just made me angrier. 

“You’re a liar.” I choked out. 

“No. I’ve lied about a lot of things but never about how you’ve made me feel, Sera. You set me on fire.”

I choked, anger and affection flooding my senses, confounding me because it was like being caught in an endless game of push and pull. 

I trembled, fists punching his shoulder in protest but he didn’t move. I could feel eyes on us and it made me flush. How dare he... How fucking dare he. 

“Let go of me! You said you don’t want me so let me go!” I said petulantly and he made a small noise of protest. 

“That’s not true angel...you know it’s not. I want you... Want you so damn bad , i ache with it.” He whispered the words into my skin and I bristled. 

“Fucking liar, let go of me!” i was going to cry. Actually burst into tears in the middle of the ballroom. 

He didn’t let go of me. 

Instead his fingers fluttered down my bare back, feather light and maddening , tracing a path down my bare skin and I gripped is jacket at the electric contact. 

i trembled, my thighs shaking but I couldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing how much I wanted him. I swallowed, shaking my head. 

There was no music and we weren’t even near the dance floor. I couldn’t imagine how we must look to the people around us. But it was hard to think of that when I could feel him all over my body, could feel his heartbeat pulse right against mine and when his arms felt like an anchor , grounding me . 

“You think I need you.” My voice shook a little, “ I really fucking don’t Jungkook and I want you to remember that. I don’t need you. I don’t need to touch you . I’m fine with you never touching me ever again. ” I lied, gripping him harder. 

My words didn’t match my actions at all and he seemed to realize it, chuckling lightly and letting me press myself closer into his warm, solid body. He kept his arms around me, waist pressed into mine and thighs hard and solid against mine.

“I know that... i need you far more than you need me.” He said sweetly, kissing my brow and stroking my hair. He slipped his fingers into the strands, running the silky length between his fingertips , his voice brimming with fondness . It hurt, the fact that I couldn’t have this all the time. 

That somehow I was only offered glimpses of this Jungkook. Little snapshots of a what our life together could be but when I tried to draw closer, he always pulled away. 

I glared at him wanting to demand more answers 

. And then my eyes fell on the small dagger sheathed into his belt. My sister’s words floated into my mind. Was Jungkook running from something? 

“Are you in danger?” I whispered, softly. “ Darling, i need to know if you’re in trouble. I need to know.” 

He trembled a little at the endearment. 

“Baby, I’m going to be fine. Don’t worry about me alright. It’s important that you stay safe. “

The words brought no comfort of any kind. 

I stared at him. 

“What is it with the people around me spewing platitudes in my face without telling me what is going on! Do you just not trust me?” I asked desperately, hurt blooming. 

Jungkook swallowed.

“i trust you with my entire life Sera. But, I just don’t want you to get hurt.” He said gently.

I rolled my eyes. 

“Please....you’re five centuries old , so can you leave the whole cliché knight in shining armor back in the dark ages and just treat me like your equal? I’m not a helpless damsel in distress Jungkook...!!” 

He nodded, reaching for me again but I pulled away, wrapping an arm around myself. He hesitated, hands stretched out to touch but hovering a few inches away . 

“you’re right. I was out of line. But to be fair your father was very firm that I had to stay away from you...no contact of any kind till tonight. “

“And what’s so special about tonight.?” I asked , upset at how little i knew about what was going on. Jungkook’s gaze softened, and he pressed a palm to my cheek, thumb tracing circles on my jaw, before pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. 

“ You’ll see. “ He smiled, “ And as for the rest of it, we’ll talk about this . I promise. We will....tonight after everything ends. I need to go now. Your father’s waiting for me,” 

I clung to him, feeling abandoned all over again. 

“What are you guys upto?” I grabbed his arm but he gently pulled my fingers away. 

“I’ll come find you. “ Was all he said before moving away and I groaned in disbelief. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Uh oh. I can recognize that look. On a scale of one to ten , how much trouble is Jeon Jungkook in?” Namjoon asked gently, watching me glare daggers at the man in question as he hung around near the front of the hall, surrounded by clan leaders.

 He was meeting everyone, apparently a social butterfly and i couldn’t fathom it. The last time we’d had a party he’d sneaked off to get laid with Helena. 

Speaking of who,

“She’s going to castrate him. I can feel it.” The sultry eyed vampire, sat next to me, her long nails tapping the scarlet drape of the table as she watched me, eyes heavy and hot, gaze trained on my neck.

 I’d never felt more like prey. 

“ Nice to meet you Helena.” Namjoon said casually taking the seat next to me. Great.  I was caught between two vampires that knew exactly how gone I was for Jungkook and exactly how ....not gone he was for me.  The night just kept getting better. 

“Always a pleasure daddy.” Helena said , eyes dancing with wicked mischief and Namjoon choked on his wine, spewing it all over the table. I stared at the pair in disgust. 

“Disgusting.” I snapped. “Look at him. He hasn’t looked at me in an hour. How am i supposed to believe that he wants me so much I set his skin on fire.” I demanded shrilly. 

Both of them went quiet. They looked very uncomfortable and i felt myself flush. 

I glared at them , self conscious. 

“What?! Jungkook said so himself.” I protested. 

Both of them began guffawing. 

“I’m never letting him live this down.” Namjoon chuckled and I rolled my eyes. I could feel eyes on me, everywhere. Everyone’s gaze flitted to me every few minutes. Some of the younger vampires hovered a discreet distance away but had their gazes trained on me . 

Everyone looked at me except Jungkook. There really was no justice in this god forsaken world, was there? 

Did he really think I was weak and harmless? I suddenly felt foolish . I wasn’t weak. I wasn’t powerless. 

So , so far from it in fact.

I didn’t use my abilities because of how morally ambiguous they were. My father had drilled it into my head, right from childhood, that I couldn’t use my powers without explicit permission from him and I had listened to him. 

Had played the role of the harmless human who just happened to have really intoxicating blood inside her veins. 

But somehow that had ended up with me being pushed out of the loop with the man I loved. Jungkook thought I was some kind of helpless damsel he needed to keep safe and it just...it irked me. 

It was laughable that he thought something could be dangerous to me. 

It was laughable because I  was  easily the most dangerous creature in this entire room. 

i pulled my phone out, texting furiously.

 I want to see you. 

 I stared at Jungkook waiting for him to see. He pulled his phone out read the screen and to my utter chagrin he slipped the phone back in without answering.

 All right, That’s it.  

I stood up slowly, Namjoon stiffening next to me. 

“Where are you going? “ He asked warily. 

“To mingle.” I said casually. “ you can stay here, daddy. I’ll be fine by myself. “

He spluttered again and Helena laughed lowly. 

“I like her. “ Her voice rang out and i smirked, making a beeline to wards the front of the room, where Jungkook stood with a few other vampires around the same age as him. They all straightened at the sight of me, lust evident in their eyes and I saw Jungkook go a little stiff when he noticed I was alone.

“Where’s Namjoon?” He said shortly. 

“With Helena.” i said with a shrug.” Evening gentlemen.” I smiled softly, parting my lips lightly, letting my tongue dart out and wet them before leaving them parted, tongue peeking out. 

Jungkook pressed in closer, arm darting to wrap around my waist but he seemed to think better of it, pulling away again. 

“Sera...” He began warningly but i cut him off. Jungkook didn’t know what he had. 

And I was too fucking beautiful to be ignored tonight. 

“Isn’t someone starting the music? What a terrible bore this party has been...” I said loudly and the men scrambled closer, almost tripping over each other. 

Pathetic really but at least they served their purpose. 

“Should we get you another drink, Sera?” One of them said. 

“Let me go find that Dj...” The tallest of the lot wandered off. 

“You’re right..are you hungry..? Where’s that waiter?” The one right next to me lifted a hand, waving the nearest uniformed helped and I smirked at Jungkook. 

“Having fun?” I asked. 

“You need to go stay with Namjoon.” He said stiffly.

“where’s the fun in that? “ I hesitated, locking my eyes with him and lightly lifting my heel up to rest on the chair right next to him. The slit in my dress fell open, exposing the entire length of my leg, especially the red lace of my garter. 

Jungkook’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the dagger strapped to my thigh, the red and gold stark against the milky white flesh. I rand a forefinger up from my knee to the top of the garter belt, lightly circling the tip over the sharp edge of the dagger. 

“Don’t...” He growled. I smirked.

“Don’t what?” I whispered. 

“Don’t fucking do it, baby... I’ll be really , really mad if you do. “ He was almost shaking with the effort to not grab me and i could feel it. Feel the urge to put me in my place, simmering beneath his skin but he was helpless. 

Any wrong move on me and he would have a dozen daggers in his heart within the next second. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about .” I feigned ignorance, purposefully pressing the thick of my finger into the edge of the dagger, gasping as it broke skin, tearing my flesh and drawing out my blood. 

A collective gasp ran through the crowd around us and it was quite the sight, an entire group of century old Vampires going stiff as boards,  nostrils flared pupils blown wide open as they all stared at me .

 I smiled wide, trying to inject a note of contrition into my voice. 

“Oops. That was clumsy of me. .” I giggled, holding my finger up. the blood beaded over and spilled , trickling down my wrist and I locked my gaze with Jungkook’s, bringing my arm up, licking the scarlet fluid up, tracing its path with my tongue all the way to where the dagger had nicked me before sticking the finger into my mouth with a lewd pop. 

A vampire, about three feet away from me was breathing heavily , grabbing the chair next to him and sinking into it. His fangs were out and his breathing was erratic. i watched his eyes flash red and I laughed.

“I’m sorry. “ I said sweetly and he gave me a blank smile.

“That’s alright, my lady . “ He was almost choking from the effort to stay composed. Poor thing. I let my gaze flit back to Jungkook who had a terrifyingly blank look on his face. 

“You little whore.” Jungkook whispered softly and i lurched. 

“Yours . If you want me. But if you don’t...then anyone’s really.” I shrugged unrepentant. 

“Really? You think any of the vampires here’s gonna want you after the stunt you just pulled? No one wants a needy little slut.” He said casually but I could see him shaking a little. There was a teeny tiny crack in that cocky attitude and I’d never wanted to stick my fingers in something so bad. 

I felt myself grin in anticipation. 

“It’s not about what I think, Jungkook. Its about what I  know.” 

He stared at me. 

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“You think I’m helpless, Jungkookie.... But the truth is... I can turn every single person here into my own personal  marionette if i wanted to. “ I shrugged. 

Jungkook’s eyebrows lifted, lips parting in surprise. 

“I’m listening.” 

I moved to the table in the corner, patting the chair next to me. He took the seat next to me and I smiled. 

“Now watch....” I snapped my fingers, signaling the waiter with the glass jar of lemon soda  and vodka in his tray. 

“Can you let my father know I want to leave the party early with Jungkook here?” I asked gently. The waiter flushed, but nodded and I casually slipped my finger into the lemonade jar, dipping lightly in the fluid.

Jungkook grimaced . 

“That’s disgusting.” 

I laughed. 

“Now let’s see who gets to drink it.” I followed the waiter as he moved around stopping in front of a group of very young vampires, about four or five of them. Two girls and three guys. They all took glasses of vodka from the waiter and i sighed.

“You know what makes my blood so powerful Jungkookie? “ I said softly. “ It’s the fact that it is  sentient.” 

Jungkook went stock still still next to me, lips parting in shock.

“What?” He croaked. 

I nodded.

“My blood is sentient. It can feel and see and control. If my blood mixes with yours, it will dominate your thoughts and feelings. I will literally take over you. But it also needs my instruction. So it’ll put you in a trance..... Leave you feeling boneless and disoriented , easier to manipulate. People think its because it tastes so good and they enjoy the feeling. They don’t know what the fuck they’re opening themselves up to...by letting me inside. “ I wrapped my arms around myself. 

“I’m painted as the beautiful, kind and precious human who needs to be protected....only because I am anything  but. In this room, Jungkook....I’m probably the one capable of wrecking the most havoc.” 

“Sera...”

“Nobody knows except for my father and I because...well... just the scent of it makes people chase me down. Can you imagine what they’d do to me if they knew the true extent of my powers.” I said bitterly. I let my gaze shift back to the kids with the drinks. The drinks that were tainted with my life essence.  

I watched them take sips of their drink and felt the mild tingling in the back of my head. Like a gossamer thread forming and wrapping around me and I swallowed. It was easy to ignore and I never had any trouble ignoring it when I let my family feed from me. Because I trusted them. 

But these kids though. My body thrummed, focusing on one person. 

The girl in the red halter top. 

“See the girl with the red top and black skirt....” I swallowed. “ She slit the throat of an old woman on her way here.” 

Jungkook swore next to me. 

“I can see the woman... she’s on her knees , begging for her life. She’s really old.” 

That wasn’t all. i could feel the grip of the dagger, the push of the blade against skin, the pull as the flesh gave in, the blood spurting out onto my fingers the scent of death as she bled out. 

I felt nausea bubble and I severed the connection forcibly. The girl’s pretty face didn’t match her filthy insides. i couldn’t stay in her head. The tendrils began wrapping around my head as  the four of them took more sips. 

“When I want... i can influence their thoughts. It takes more effort but it’s possible. it’s why my father wanted to make sure you actually wanted to be with me. He thought I’d coerced you . which I can . if I want. But I didn’t. I don’t do that ever. ” I shook my head. 

Jungkook’s brows raised. 

“By coerce you mean....”

“It can be as simple as influence your decision... but if I really put in the effort, i can make people physically do what I wanted. “ 

“Physically?”

I smiled.

“Remember the boys from my college ? the ones who nearly drained me out?” 

He nodded. 

“My father didn’t have them defanged. They did it to themselves. Literally stuck their own hand into their mouth and ripped their fangs out . Because I wanted them too.” 

Jungkook looked like he’d stopped breathing. 

I swallowed.

“You don’t have to say anything. I just wanted to tell you that if you’re trying to protect me by withholding information, its kind of unnecessary. I can take care of myself.” 

“Alright. What do you want to know?”

“Just tell me what’s going on  “ I sighed.  Jungkook gave me a piercing look. 

“Remember Joo Won’s mother?” 

“The witch you killed?”

“Her father’s out for my blood. He doesn’t know where I am as of now. Your father thinks one of his lackeys must be in attendance today so he’ll know where I am.... and  he’ll come for me. And when he does... I’m going to end it .”

I stared at him.

“ Okay. “ I swallowed. “ How dangerous is he?” 

Jungkook laughed without mirth. 

“I’m not sure if I’m coming out of this alive.” 

Blood rushed to my ears, so fast I felt momentarily lightheaded. My entire body rejected the mere idea of Jungkook getting hurt. And to hear him talk of it so lightly, it messed me up badly. The fragile hold I had on my mind snapped. 

“No.” I said angrily. 

Across the room, the girl in the red halter stumbled,  clutching her head .

  Anger and the urge to hurt clawed up inside me and I tried to get it under control. 

Fuck, I had to sever the connection fully before i did something terrible to her..

 But it wasn’t happening, 

In fact the more i tried to get away the more her conscience seemed to be wrapping around mine., 

 Distance. I had to put distance between us. 

I need to leave now,  I pushed the thought in through the connection and  i watched her as she stumbled away from her friends, hands buried in her hair.

“Sera what the fuck... “ Jungkook grabbed my arm, eyes wide and panicked and I trembled. 

I felt guilty and scared because there was a reason i didn’t do this and the reason was quite simple. This power...or whatever you wanted to call it, It was bigger than me. I couldn’t control it . 

My blood was sentient and sometimes it could control me , just as easily as it controlled others. 

“She’s just leaving... I just made her leave because I’m not .. I can’t. ...fuck...” My head swam as I tried to get my bearings. 

“ okay that’s it...we’re getting out of here.... ” Jungkook stood up, reaching for me and I blinked, disoriented and dizzy. “Come here, baby I got you...” 

I let him wrap his hand around my waist, half lifting , half dragging me out of the ballroom and into the hallway. I gripped his chest, stumbling. I wasn’t tired, just struggling to get my head on straight . 

But the scent of him calmed me. 

“I need you.” I whispered. “ I need you to be safe Jungkook. I’ve spent too long pretending to be something I’m not but with you... I’m.. You... You make me feel human. Truly human. “ 

“Fuck... hang on. I’m gonna take you to my cottage.”

I blinked

“your what?”

“My cottage. Hang on...”

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By the time Jungkook opened the door to the cottage, I felt a little like myself again. But my body thrummed , my skin on fire, my fingers trembling with adrenaline. 

“you look like you need to lie down.” He said gently.

I glared at him. 

“The last thing I need is to lie down.” I snapped.

He held his hands up.

“Alright. Calm down, baby..... Why are you so upset?” He asked soothingly and I scoffed.

“ You fucked me in public and the next day  you looked like you’d been handed a death sentence, when my father suggested that you court me and then... you disappeared for two whole weeks....and now you turn up and tell me that your life is in danger. You do all this shit and I’m  not allowed to be upset? ” I said angrily.

He hesitated. 

“I merely meant it would be dangerous. I am not actively trying to die.” He said softly.

“As for the rest of it.... I’m not the same person I was a month ago Sera.... You.. You’ve managed to claw you way into my heart and the only reason I didn’t want to court you was because of what I was involved in. I told you that...the baggage I’m carrying is too much for me to even think about being with you.... That’s the only reason. “

I stared at him. 

“Are you telling me you fell for me too?”

Jungkook smirked a little.

“You were fucking me all the time without touching me. How could I not fall for that utterly shameless gaze of yours. You were your heart on your sleeve and your heart is always filled with filthy thoughts about me Sera. You make it way too obvious. “ He said teasingly. 

“I don’t want you to die.” I said petulantly. 

“That makes two of us. “ He smiled. “ What do you want, Sera?” 

“Want you.” I said automatically, too raw and upset to think too much about it.

“You have me.” He stepped closer, hands resting on my shoulder, eyes earnest and i hated how much I wanted to believe him . But heartbreak after heartbreak after heartbreak had taught me that it was all a lie. I didn’t have him and now ....there was a possibility I could never have him. 

“No, I don’t.” I shook my head, angry. “ Don’t lie to me. I don’t have you.” 

Jungkook made to touch me again but I shoved him away, hard.

“you’re angry. “ He said thoughtfully. “ I understand that. You have every right to be angry. And I’m sorry I can’t tell you what you want to hear right now...Not until this whole debacle ends. But Sera...look at me...”

I bit my lips staring at him.

“I’m here. Now. I’m not going anywhere. It’s just us. You and I. Don’t worry about what happens next. Don’t. Let’s not worry about any of that. I’m here and I’m telling you I’m yours. You have me now.” 

I stared at him, tilting my head as I took him in. 

He didn’t move , merely staring at me evenly.

“You know.... you aren’t the only one who hates being ignored.” I said softly. 

I felt weird. 

Different. 

None of the usual nervousness or anticipation but instead a sort of burning need to  take. To reach out and pin him down , force him to follow through on his promise that I  had him. 

“ I’ve been giving too much of myself to you, Jungkook ...for way too long. I think it’s time I get something back.” I whispered. 

His lips curled in a small, impish smile and he looked a decade younger. His eyes flashed with mischief and anticipation. He looked eager....desperate even and I wondered if this is what I looked like all the time with him. 

“And what would that be...my queen?” he whispered meekly. 

“You. “ I said simply. “ All of you. Your words... your pain...your pleasure... your moans and your very breath. I want to take all of it.” 

I could see his pupils dilating even from the distance between us. 

“Its yours, sweetheart” Jungkook  bowed his head gently, holding his arms out. “Tell me where you want me...how you want me...” 

I glanced around the room. Not the bed. Not yet. 

There was a very sturdy looking chair in front of the small table in the corner. 

“Put that in the middle of the room and sit down.” I pointed at the chair. 

He smiled.

“You want me to stay dressed?” He asked carefully and I nodded. 

“Very well.” He moved to get the chair, placing it in  front of the bed. He sat down carefully. 

“Anything else?” He asked gently.

I narrowed my eyes at him 

“Yes. Keep your mouth shut unless I ask you something.” I said with a smile. His eyes widened in surprise. But he didn’t protest. 

I took in the sight of him on the chair, dressed in his perfectly fitted tux , legs spread and hands on his knees, eyes wide and alert as he stared at me. Pretty red mouth shut obediently. 

I moved closer till I was standing right between his thighs. His hands came up to grip my waists instinctively and I glared.

“Hands’ to yourself Jungkook. You don’t just get to treat me as you fucking like and then touch me without my permission.” I snapped. 

He lowered his hands , letting them rest on his knees again.

“Do you want to touch me , baby?” I whispered pressed my palm to his face before letting my fingers trail up to his hair. it was soft and silky to the touch, the strands like fine silk. 

“Yes.” He answered simply. 

“Then you need to earn it.” I threaded my fingers' into his raven locks, gripping hard and yanking his head back . i stared, fascinated by the ivory length of his neck, the little mole there and i pressed a kiss to his skin. I let my teeth sink in , just a little and then a little bit more. When he shifted, I pulled back, licking the skin to soothe the sting.  His breath caught and he gasped, eyes widening a bit and a small, ‘ fuck’ leaving his lips. 

I pulled back , keeping my fingers in his hair , gripping lightly, before reaching down with my free hand. 

“You have such a pretty neck and it make me wonder what it feels for your kind...sinking your teeth into people and feeding from them. Too bad I don’t have fangs. But you know what I do have?” I winked . 

I brought my leg up, the front end of my shoe resting on the small empty space on the chair , right in the V if his legs. If he moved even a little, my toes would brush the straining length of his cock visible even through the black of his slacks. He was so hard I knew it must’ve hurt. 

I gripped his hair harder and tilted his head down to he could stare at my thighs, specifically the dagger in my garter. 

“I want a taste . Of you. Can I?” I asked gently staring at him, fingers fiddling with the dagger and unsheathing it. 

He nodded. 

“Words. Please.” I smiled.

“Yes...fuck yes.....please...Sera...” 

“Good boy.” I winked, bringing the dagger up to his neck. It was really sharp and I used the tip to lightly draw a small dash, an inch below his ear. I watched the blade tear through the flesh, light and delicate, the skin cleaving and scarlet liquid bubbling up. I chased the flow with my tongue, licking it into my mouth and Jungkook trembled in the chair, jerking forward.

The movement jolted my foot onto his crotch and he grunted, grabbing my ankle when I made to move it away, keeping my heeled foot on his clothed cock. I swallowed,  little out of my league but i stared at him, at the sheer intensity of the desperation in his eyes and I inhaled ....before gently bringing my toes down to press into his cock. 

He moaned, thighs trembling and I  dropped the dagger to the floor.

I slipped both my hands into his hair, holding his head in place as i bent low to capture his lips with mine, sticking my tongue inside his mouth while grinding my foot down into his cock. I licked into his mouth, chasing the warm heady taste of him, my fingers tightening in his hair for leverage and I wondered if he was wet.... If his cock was weeping precum, dribbling into his slacks .

I pulled back to stare into his eyes but he had them shut.

“Look at me.!” i demanded,”  wanna see you...” 

His eyes fluttered open, doe- like and warm and swimming with pleasure and I’d never felt more powerful in my life. I moved my foot slowly, in small controlled circles for a few seconds. 

“You wanna cum in your pants like this? Rutting on my foot like a little mutt? Or do you want to get on the bed and touch me like you wanted to...?” I whispered softly. 

Jungkook swallowed and his fingers tightened on my ankle. . 

“Wanna cum like this.” He said taking me by surprise. I raised an eyebrow. 

“Really... then what about me...?  I want to get fucked too Jungkook ..? How’re you gonna do that if you cum so fast.....” I snapped, gripping his hair harder and he groaned. 

“I... I’ll fuck you again... i promise.. I’ll fuck you hard and make you feel good... just..let me cum...please.. It fucking hurts...” The way his voice cracked a bit on the last few words made my heart jerk inside my ribs. I found myself fighting the urge to give him everything. 

I smiled instead, kissing his lips again.

“Thank God for fast refractory periods huh, my big bad vampire?” I bit his lips, tugging it between my teeth , before reaching between us and slipping the shoe off my foot. Jungkook trembled, gripping me for support when I pulled my foot away and I let him cling to me for a second, before dropping the shoe down and pressing my bare foot on his erection. I spread my toes over the head, pressing down just a little and he inhaled sharply when i circled my toe on the wet patch . 

“Go on them. Make yourself cum.” I whispered, leaning down and kissing him again. He grabbed my ankle with both hands, rutting up into the balls of my feet, hips thrusting up and I let him lick into my mouth, messy and wet as he chased his pleasure. 

I felt him stiffen underneath me, followed by a wash of dampness under my sole and I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close and letting him bury his face into my neck as he trembled through the aftershocks. He gripped my waist, hands shaking as he held me and i waited, worried if I should take my foot off or not. I could feel my legs beginning to cramp and I swallowed.

“You okay?” i whispered.

“Yeah.” He grunted. “ Fuck..that was...” he laughed a little. 

“We’re not done.” I said pressing a kiss to his cheeks and stroking his hair back gently. 

He hummed, gently gripping my ankle and lifting my foot off his crotch. I brought my leg down, wincing a bit. 

“Should we get on the bed?” He whispered. 

I nodded, yelping when he stood up with me still in his arms, he carried me over to the bed, dropping me lightly. 

“Strip.” I said quickly. “ All of it. Want you naked and stretched out on this bed for me.” 

He moved quickly, stepping out of his clothes with ease and I sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing the black tie he discarded. I took off my panties, leaving my dress and the garter belt on. 

 Jungkook naked was a sight i could never tire off and I watched as he climbed into the bed, lying down in the center, legs splayed slightly and hands by his side. 

“Bring your wrists together up over your head” I said quickly and he moved his wrists up , letting me tie them to the head board with his tie as i sat straddled on his chest. I was wet, sopping wet and I felt the trail of dampness I left on his rock hard abs. 

“I’m gonna sit on your face and you’re gonna make me cum. And then , I’m gonna ride you .” I whispered. 

“Fuck.” 

“That’s the plan.”

I scooted forward, resting one knee close to either shoulder before gripping the head board with one hand and the hair on top of his head with the other. Tugging him closer, I lowered my pussy onto his mouth, groaning when i felt soft pressure of his tongue against my center, licking tentatively. 

Jungkook knew what he was doing, and he licked into me with practiced ease tongue slipping into my slit, curling against the walls, before tracing circles around my clit. He used his lips to suckled on the hardened nub , following it up with quick little licks and i slipped a hand between my legs, stuffing three fingers into my cunt to get myself off faster. 

“Oh...fuck... I want... “ I could feel myself shaking and he sped up his movement, licking my lit in quick little strokes and my orgasm hit me like a wave, drowning me in pleasure. I scooted down before losing my strength, collapsing on top of him. The orgasm having knocked me right out of my headspace. I was trembling and shaking, lethargic and completely out of it. 

”Baby...you okay?” Jungkook’s concerned voice came from above and I whimpered. 

“I’m... I’m sorry.... I’m so tired... I...” 

“Don’t worry baby .. i got you. “

I heard the sound of wood splintering and blinked, glancing up. Jungkook had tugged his hands free from the restraint, breaking the headboard in the process. 

I gawked at the scene in disbelief. 

“Did you just....?”

He grabbed the hem of my dress, ripping it up and off me quickly. 

“Fuck..... want to pound you into the fucking mattress my little princess... Such a little tiger aren’t you kitten... so fierce and hot... i loved it baby...you were so good to me ...made me feel so fucking good...” He maneuvered me onto my back and i felt myself blushing at the praise, face heating up as i gripped his shoulders. 

He grabbed the back of my thigh, spreading my legs before lining himself up against my pussy. 

“Fuck...” He slid right in , knocking the breath out of me and i clung to him, whimpering as he pounded into me, hips working so fact I was sure I was going to have trouble walking for a week after this. 

I could feel my orgasm build from the sheer intensity of the thrusts, the hard thick length of his cock pounding into my cunt till i felt swollen and bruised and tender and when it finally tore through me , i was drooling a little, eyes damp with tears and fingers numb from gripping him too hard. 

Jungkook fucked me through the orgasm and chased his own each push of his hips leaving me battered and I bit my lips to stay conscious . When he finally stilled, his cock throbbing as he came for the second time, filling my insides with the wet warmth of his cum, I felt myself shake like a leaf caught in a  storm, my entire body ice cold and trembling. A thin layer of sweat coated my body and I was pretty sure I wouldn’t recover from this for a really long time

“My pretty pretty queen....” He whispered , pressing kisses all over my face as he hugged me closer and I mewled at the warmth of him. 

“Don’t leave me .” i whispered, unable to fight the tug of sleep and exhaustion. 

“I’m right here, baby.” His voice was soothing against my ear as he held me closer. 

Maybe I could have him after all. 

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Author’s note : okay. well. that happened.  if you don’t give me feedback this will be the last smut scene. 

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[eurekq]

>be me >today i will make a height chart for my da protags and their love interests >okay maybe ill make it an outfit and color reference too >well i dont want it to be too boring to look at >draw this

so here we are with all my sweet little ladies and their lis :]!!! from left to right: cassie cousland, marian hawke and anders, aoife lavellan and cullen, rhiannon tabris and alistair, cecelia hawke and fenris, melly cadash and sera

LOTS of extra stuff under the cut!!!

lovely da protag templates are from marian churchland!

dear sweet cassie, partaker in the forbidden non-romantic alistair marriage that the game never knows how to acknowledge. very much the definition of gaslight gatekeep girlboss. and by that i mean a genuinely bad person in the sense that she tends to toy with peoples feelings. had an extremely public affair with anders during the events of awakening. It takes a good 5 years for her and alistairs marriage to be anything even approaching functional. extremely savvy, ambitious, and charismatic; a great politician and an extremely effective ruler. morrigan is her closest friend in the world (yes i know i never had her in my party. thats because im bad at video games and needed a healer.) and they’re like sisters.

my default hawke. 6′2, buff as shit, slept her way through half of her friends before finally settling with anders. she’s a blood mage and her first use of blood magic was during a particularly nasty fight where she got speared through the stomach. she carves herself up for mana; anders puts her back together. does things in anger and impulse and then regrets them (see: giving isabela to the arishok, never reconciling with carver after leandras death). mean if you dont know her, intensely protective if you do, but takes betrayal extremely poorly. constantly taking action, even if it doesn’t turn out very well; she is physically incapable of being a bystander. her and anders are my fave da couple ever... ask me about my post da2 hcs <3 theyre happy and have a daughter named bethany :] she punched cullen in the mouth at the end of da2 so hard that it left that scar.

literally is there anything like your first dai playthrough being an elf. aoife is... remarkably well realized in my brain for a character who’s life began as my friend chanting “goth elf! goth elf! goth elf!” over my shoulder while i was in character creator. very affable and friendly, but extremely politically adept with a capability for subterfuge that even she isn’t fully comfortable with. huge history buff. solas was like a big brother to her and her faith was extremely important to her so trespasser was crushing. very curious, especially about magic; definitely learned some blood magic from hawke after hearing dorian and solas talk about it. dorian is her closest platonic friend, but cullen is her rock. as in he is literally so normal compared to everything else that happens to her and she loves him for it. also her and hawke are friends and a scenario that lives rent free in my mind is them hanging out while anders and cullen attempt to kill each other in increasingly looney toons-esque ways in the background. she turned out remarkably pretty for an inquisitor... look at her

....and that’s it for my canon timeline. onto the secondary timeline!

DEAR SWEET RHIANNON. 4′8 powerhouse with a sword longer than she is tall. i first played rhiannon with a friend who was very new to rpgs and she picked all of the mean dialogue options because she thought they were funny, which led to me discovering that alistair reacts oddly and kind of hilariously well to being made fun of by a female warden pre-duncan dying. rhiannon is fun in that she literally gives no shits about conflict avoidance; if you start something with her, she’ll see it through. disliked alistair on principle and poked fun at him when they first met, but after the events at ostagar bonded to him extremely strongly. very close to him pretty much at the exclusion of all her other companions. extremely strong willed, laughs loud and smiles wide, no real concept of subterfuge except for when she’s hiding her own pain, generally goes in the path of least resistance if it gets to her goal faster. #1 arl eamon hater. she looks pretty different when i draw her compared to how she looked ingame but this screenshot of her doing the like. dead deer tinder profile pic pose is extremely powerful

cecelia is the truest tragic hawke that i’ve played (rip cecelia. you had the misfortune to exist in the warden alistair timeline). lost carver, lost bethany in the deep roads, lost her mother, believes that fenris has left her. act 2; a real rough ride for cecelia. aside from all the tragedy, she’s tough as nails, direct, and extremely blunt. very cautious in combat, even more so since she lost both carver and bethany. plans upon plans upon plans and prefers to strike unseen and unheard from the shadows. DEEPLY in love with fenris, best friends with isabela and merrill. aware of anders affection for her and keeps some distance for both their sakes; after the chantry explosion she helps him fake his own death on the condition that she never sees him again. when terrible things are not constantly happening she has a very dry wit, part of the reason her and fenris get along so well. too many bad things happen to her for someone with such nice thighs and such a stylish cape. her save file had some weird bugs with companion like.... staring???? in weird directions???

the absolute energy here. she also turned out very pretty in inquisition.

melly is easily my most powerful da oc. not in terms of in-universe power (although sword and board reaver is like. unkillable.) but in the sense that she is a catholic (read: andrastian) mid-40′s widowed mobster milf. she’s very close to cassandra and vivienne and consults them for advice before she goes to her actual advisors. even she was surprised by her relationship with sera; she finds sera’s unique sense of humor very charming and really likes pulling silly pranks with her as a reprieve from her everyday life. when she’s not with sera, she tends to be very pragmatic and logical when making decisions for the inquisition and has a very defined sense of purpose. she takes her role as both as the inquisitor and the herald of andraste very seriously. she’s very warm and soothing to be around during off hours and random inquisition members will often drift towards her for life advice. first draft of her and sera in this drawing had sera wearing this

[kamadanstalkers]

-=Meet the Kamadan Stalkers=-

Name: Sankofa Jimiyu Race: Human of Elonan ancestry Occupation: Mesmer Hobby: Artificing and low-key potion peddler

Mesmer main, Sankofa is the Pact Commander and leader of the Kamadan Stalkers. Curious and determined, she does her best to exceed expectations whenever possible, despite her personal insecurities. She is besties with the Norn Berserker, Sera dër Skulhund.

Name: Kappow Race: Asuran Synergetics Golemancy Reasearcher Occupation: NecroCurious Minionmancer Hobby: Blacksmith

Kappow is leads the Stalker’s R&D krewe and specializes in studies of death magic conversion in application for everyday use. Like other Asurans, she will devolve into using technobabble that will confuse her guildmates, but tinged with a bit of macabre frankness that even gives pause to her krewemates during lunch breaks. She also has a disjointed old plushie that Toymaker Tixx gifted her that follows her around. Its eerie mews sound like they are far away as she cuddles her little, “Beans”

Name: Thwisp Race: Sylvari from the Garden of Dawn Occupation: Ranger Hobby: Leatherworking and running around nekkid (Her leaves fell off)

While Thwisp loves all her animal companions, she is bonded deeply with her fern hound, Mandrake. Her curiosity has gotten her in and out trouble often, but she is attuned to the strengths of her pets and together they overcome most challenges. Like her name, Thwisp’s voice is quiet and light. Her sister, Serphyre, often will advocate in her stead when others may dismiss her wisdom of the natural world around them.

Name: Sera dër Skulhund Race: Wolfborn Norn Occupation: Berserker Hobby: Cooking and bashing assholes

Foul-mouthed, loud and stubborn as a dolyak bull, Sera is happiest when she is cooking, or smashing someonesomething to bits. In between cooking and smashing she can be too drunk to remember what she smashed the day before. Sera’s temper is only matched by her passion. She loves to find new and exotic ingredients and make local dishes that remind her friends of home, hearth and their bonds. She Is best buds with Sankofa, even though she is a flaky Mez, often spars with Mala. And a strange dislike of pirates…

Name: Mala Searsoul Race: Charr Bood Legion Gladium and Pact Tactician Occupation: Floofybutt Guardian Hobby: Armorworking

Mala is a visionary. She joined the Vigil after the defeat of Zhaitan and was stationed with the Pact soon after. Her keen tactical sense has made her invaluable to the Stalkers. She came to meet Sera during her time as a stubborn recruit. She knocked Sera round for a while and got the feel for her style. She suggested that she change her tactics when fighting, leading Sera to adopt her signature weapon: A Ice and Earth imbued Hammer called “The Tenderizer”. Mala came to regret the advice as she has not been able to beat Sera since.

Name: Serphyre Race: Sylvari from the Garden of Night Occupation: Elementalist Healer Hobby: Jewlerycrafting

Serphyre is beautiful. But rather than flaunt it in arrogance, she uses it to inspire, advocate and give hope to others. Because of this, she is actually quite self conscious about how others perceive her failures. That in failing, she may cause others to lose heart. On the battlefield, she is a summer’s kiss that staves of the chill of death. But the darkness in her eyes is there for a reason.

[teamfreewill2pointo]

Family Don't End with Blood Transcription

Family Don't End with Blood Transcription [twitter version]

Jared: So, in Supernatural, our character Bobby Singer played by the wonderful Jim Beaver has a quote, “family don't end in blood”. 

Jensen: You know, it's one of the many, kind of, mottos of-of Supernatural and it is the family that you choose and it is the people that you care about and that you fight next to and that you fight to save. And that inspire you. And that push you. 

Singer: No, I think definitely the family was going to be a theme right from the beginning. I mean the Pilot story was and- and whatever the mythology of season one was- was, you know, the search for dad. 

Dabb: You'll watch the first few moments of the Pilot and it very clearly plants this flag about what it is. It is a family show.

Misha: Like who's your clan and who are the people you care about the most? And obviously, two orphaned brothers couldn't care about anything in the world more than one another, but they envelop this community of people who also care about them and one another. Alex: Sam and Dean and Cas and Jack and these host of characters are kind of... with loss forced to reassess what family is, and what I love about the show is they kind of build their own version of that.

Jared: There's so many characters along the way that Sam and Dean treated as they would treat each other. Dabb: I think that was a core part of this, because Sam and Dean are two guys that, because they define everything by family, they're always looking for a family. 

Jared: You know, not everybody out there has a wonderful family life as far as their- their blood relatives.

Dabb: Sam and Dean come from a very dysfunctional family. Their father suffered this great, you know, world shattering tragedy and really spent the entire rest of his life trying to get revenge. And unfortunately, Sam and Dean came second to that.

Dabb: So when they got to be an adult, and I think a lot of people that come from dysfunctional families find this... is it becomes less about the family you're born into and it becomes about your family by choice. 

Jensen: When you find someone that's willing to fight alongside you for what you collectively believe is the right thing, then it instantly makes you brothers and sisters in arms. And that's exactly what these two brothers found. They found other brothers and sisters in arms.

Singer: Bobby really served as a, you know, a father figure. One thing we always tried to do is that if we had a guest character that really kind of hit the mark, we would say oh, you know, we got to keep going with this- with this person. Bobby, that, character is certainly one of them. 

Beaver: If you're walking the walk, and not just talking the talk, I think probably respects that immensely and- and he sees that in Sam and Dean. 

Buckner: Crowley, Charlie, Jack, Rowena... all these people had a commonality. I mean, they were all alone in their own little universes to a- to an extent. 

Singer: When Misha showed up... and created the- the Castiel character, we knew we had something special. 

Misha: It's been such an interesting arc with the character of Castiel on Supernatural.

Jensen: You know sure the story at the core was- was about these brothers, but it was also about this- this ragtag gang of fighters. 

Samantha Smith: Most hunters are solitary. It’s lonely. And, when they can connect with other people who understand their pain and their life and their dedication and their purpose, there's going to be a bond there.

Jensen: I'm thankful for, not only the characters and how they were written and how they affected the Winchester's, but also for the actors and actresses that have portrayed them, because they too have become family with Jared and I. And they are- they're part of this crazy circus that is supernatural.

Dabb: Jared and Jensen are both excellent actors, but I think their biggest achievement on this show is the example they were able to set for everybody. And you know, it's kind of a famous story, but Eric Kripke sat them down, you know, the first season we're like, “This is your show. You guys set the tone of this show.”

Kripke: They're bringing so much more to it than I ever could have written, in their grounding it and they're making it real. And it's clear you watch these guys, and they're smart guys, going through this story and I'm-I’m thrilled.

Dabb: Both Jared and Jensen are capable of carrying a show on their own. As they now will go off and do, I'm sure. The fact that we could get them together for this period of time- again, I don’t know that’s something you are going to repeat on a TV show for a while.

Buckner: They-they really are quite incredible. Jensen learned to tap dance for an episode... I keep hearing the phrase “once in a lifetime” and probably so. 

Dabb: To get two guys at this caliber who are leading men to come in and do that job into it so well, and so thoughtfully- again I-I said it earlier, but I don't think I'm gonna find that again in my career.

Jensen: That's the crazy thing about being on a show this long and- and not just being on a show this long, but being with a large- a large majority of our crew has been with us either from the beginning 15 years or they've been with us 12 years, or 10 years, or eight years. 

Jensen: That's a long, long time for these professionals to be in one- to be on one job. 

Singer: Our set was always loose. The crew felt part of the family. They were in on the joke. The guys were always great to the crew, had great respect for the crew.

Sheppard: Truly great people all at the peak of their abilities. Some great, great wonderful writers, some extraordinary producers over the years, the various showrunners from Kripke at the beginning, to Sera, to- to Jeremy, to Andrew. It's been an amazing journey. 

Misha: I've just been both grateful and inspired to be around a crew like this. We laugh so much and I-I know that Jared and Jensen and the producers all agree, we wouldn't be here if the crew of Supernatural wasn't the crew that it is.

Alex Calvert: I came into this show relatively late compared to everybody else.

The relationships that I've seen at work and away from work are incredible. People have started families. People have had kids on the show. You know, I think these people are-are gonna be in each other's lives forever because of this bond that they formed. 

Dabb: This is a show where assistants have gone on to write scripts. 

This is a show where crew people have gone on to direct. It's a show that has tried to be supportive to people who show that passion and that work ethic to get up there and do it. I certainly have felt supported. I mean, I-I went from a staff writer to running the show and you know, so obviously I felt very supported (laughs) in kind of my goals.

Jared: You know, I've-I’ve met my wife, mother of my kids. I met one of my groomsmen. I met a ton of dear friends, and I have a new extended family, our SPN family.

Jared: I'm honored and flattered and grateful that I got to be a part of that journey. 

Alex: I think the- the overwhelming thing that I'd like to express for me and I think for a lot of people on the show that maybe don't get a say, which I want to represent, is the crew and the people that build the show and paint the show. 

Alex: You know, costume to show and- and are here everyday working on it. I think a lot of it is just gratitude and thankfulness that- that we get to do what we do. 

Dabb: On the writing side of it here in Burbank, that's always felt like there's a family atmosphere. I feel it's a great gift where we work with so many people that are both talented and professional. 

Buckner: They- a lot of laughter in that room. I remember a tabletop strewn with toys, and play-dough, and slinkies, and etcha-a-sketches, and blocks that got played with endlessly. I know there's a whole wall covered with index cards with various, either funny, pointless, or stupid, things that the writers have said over the course of many, many, many meetings that's tacked up on a wall. And remember just a lot of give and take and a lot of feelings of safety in that room. It was maybe the largest production office I've worked in. The tiki bar in the middle of the office, always laid out with cakes or whatever for birthdays. 

Eugenie: We were a community. We were a brotherhood. We were a sisterhood. And, that kind of was the way everything was run. 

Buckner: One of the writers I remember once, had major surgery and had to come to work in sweats, a really loose fitting stuff. So a lot of the writers showed up in PJs as a-as a sort of show of solidarity. So there's just lots of ways that people supported each other. 

Dabb: And I just feel incredibly lucky to have worked with, number one with Bob Singer because I've worked with him for 15 years now. It has been the most rewarding... partnership, mentorship, whatever you want to call it, of my professional life. In terms of being able to learn from him. 

Jared: His involvement in the series was so necessary from day one. He can walk on set, look at me, not really saying anything, just give me a face, and I'm like got it. And that's built over time.

Singer: I come in with a plan, but it's not chipped in stone and then, you know, lots of times, you know, the guys would have ideas. Sometimes I would accept them readily. Sometimes, we had to talk about them, but there was always this mutual respect. 

Jensen: He has been just this... Yoda character for our show. I call him my confident captain. He's just- he's been- he's been the real compass of this- of the show for so long.

We have come together in times of crisis. We've lost several of our crew members. We lost Yap. We lost Matt Riley. We lost Kim Manners in Season 4. 

Singer: Kim was a great guy and a great director. Everybody responded to his talent but also to who he was. 

Jared: He used to say, you know, we're not curing cancer, and I spend more time with you than I do my wife, my kids, my dogs. So, if we're not having a good time, then what are we doing? 

And so we tried to make sure that we kept it light and that we all realized like hey, we're putting on makeup and playing pretend for a living. 

Sheppard: I came into a couple of episodes, with a show that Kim Manners told me I really needed to do someday because I would really enjoy it and I'd love the boys. And he was right. He was absolutely right. 

Singer: The hardest part of season four was- was losing Kim. And I think the… the best thing we could say about losing Kim was that we never replaced him. I didn't feel like anyone should have that job other than- than Kim. So, you know, that was hard.

Jensen: I'm not quite sure when the-the phrase was coined, but the SPN family, as the- the fandom is- is lovingly known as. What we are on set as a crew is now reflected in- in what we see as a fandom. 

Misha: The SPN family, Supernatural family. I've seen so many instances of people gathering together to go support a Supernatural fan.

Misha: It's so lovely and inspiring and I-I-I honestly, you know, hope that that could serve as a template for how greater society works.

Buckner: When these guys were feeling for each other, or for other characters, or when they were afraid, or, you know, when they loved somebody, it just radiated off the screen, and the fans really picked up on that. 

Jared: I know several of the fans personally and care about them deeply. And it's neat to talk about a shared passion. Man, I love Supernatural too. Like, I love the storyline too. I like that episode too. Like let's talk about it. 

Jensen: We have this unique situation with our show where we're able to do these fan conventions and we do them quite often and it gives us an opportunity to get in front of a lot of these people and have honest real conversations with them face-to-face. And that's, in my opinion, that's helped shape the show. 

Buckner: And this is not just limited to the United States. It's a worldwide thing. I mean, there are these conventions held, you know, everywhere in the world. 

Eugenie: The fans are so polite. They're- they're very respectful of each other's appreciation of the same show they appreciate. It's like we're all in this together. 

Alex Calvert: I can tell you that the people that I've met and that have been affected by the show and the fans of the show will- will tell you a hundred times over that this is not the end, that this goes on forever.

Singer: They've bonded over this show. And-and have created their own Supernatural family. And have a tremendous respect for what we do, but respect for each other. 

Just a motivation of why we wanted to always keep the show going and keep it fresh was not to disappoint the fans. We certainly didn't want to disappoint them, because we didn't want to disappoint family members. 

Dabb: There's nothing I won't miss. This has been, creatively speaking, an incredible gift.

Buckner: Just be able to go to work and have that kind of freedom and not dread going into a place. 

Jensen: We love the show. We love the story.

We love these characters. We love the- we love the people that we make this show with. I hope and I believe that that translates on camera.

Eugenie: You know, there's always reruns. I'll always be able to see Sam and Dean. 

Alex Calvert: I think everybody loves that- that Sam and Dean, you know, can go through hell together literally, and give each other a big hug at the end of it and know that they're gonna be alright because they have each other. I think that's a really beautiful concept of the show.

Singer: That bond is really, I think, you know, the heart and soulless show, and what gave us the longevity that we had. 

Misha: I also genuinely hope that the supernatural family is something that carries on past the end of the shooting of the show. I hope we can continue collectively to do good in the world and to set a good example and to be a family to one another. 

Jared: Sam and Dean, much like Jared and Jensen, over the course of Supernatural were allowed to add many members to their family, and they would do anything for their family members and vice versa. This world and this journey isn't just about fighting for yourself or fighting for somebody that it'll- it'll benefit you. It's not about the glory. It's about doing what's right and taking care of good people. And I think Supernatural from day one has been able to accomplish that. [Huge thanks to Kira who helped me clean this up!!]

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[mengyan]

Omg hey! I’m so exited to read the Valentine’s Day collab!! I love love loooove your writing so much!! So anyway I wrote my first Carulia fanfic and I just wanted to ask you what you think of this small bit? If it’s bad please tell me-I wanna improve🥺

If you don’t wanna critique it I totally get it, it is kind of long.

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Julia POV

Warm rays of sunshine brushed Julia’s freckled cheeks, making up for the bite of frost in the air. The sky was a cheerful blue today, reflecting her mood. She was sitting at a street corner, admiring the view of quaint little shops that resembled the cutesy designs of dollhouses.

Saturday morning chatter rung in her ears in soft, eloquent words of French that were so different from the English required for her job. A frenzy of Bonjour’s (hello/good morning) and Comment allez vous? (How are you doing?) could be heard from across the street.

It was good to be home, to have a day off to enjoy the beauty she had forgotten Poiters possessed. As an avid traveller, there was nowhere quite like the city. Nothing could match it’s charming, Romanesque buildings or tranquil solitude.

Julia smiled at nothing in particular, a flaky, warm croissant in one hand and a timeless romance novel in the other.

How long had it been since she had gotten to relax like this? To enjoy the nature of her city and not have to chase a certain red rogue across the globe? The very same red rogue she struggled to protect from her coworkers?

A sigh escaped her lips. Suddenly her mind wandered to someone she hadn’t wanted to think about: Carmen Sandiego. The thief never ceased to plague her thoughts lately. A warm blush tinted her cheeks as she recalled the kiss they had shared in Cairo, Egypt. There was a sort of thrill in knowing it was so, so wrong, and Julia hated the adrenaline rush it gave her.

Their last interaction had been a week ago, and it had been on an ACME mission rather than the late night visits the thief had begun to pay her. The absence of the red rogue pained her terribly. She missed Carmen. She missed everything about her from her cunning gray eyes to her knowing smile, the light rasp to her voice, and the feel of her lips. She had barely gotten to see the lady in red recently.

Would this be what a relationship with the woman would entail? Random visits sprinkled through the weeks while Carmen gallivanted around the globe and Julia had to pretend she wanted her behind bars? Would she be doomed to live with this uncertainty, this emptiness?

At her inner turmoil, the thief seemed to appear before her with her signature smirk, the curl of her lips forever ingrained in Julia’s memory. Hallucination-Carmen spoke, reciting the promise she had made her not too long ago. “We can have a normal relationship, Jules. We’ll be able to see each other everyday, go on dates, do all of that couple-y stuff. I promise.”

Julia had scoffed at that, of course. Maybe in another world where she wasn’t dating a thief, for goodness sakes. But still she wished there was some way the red rogue could fulfill her promise. Julia knew that what Carmen was doing was absolutely important but....she couldn’t help but be selfish and wish she had her to herself.

On top of that, though, there was the fear that whatever was happening between the two was nothing but physical on Carmen’s end, that this...fling...would be over in a heartbeat and the red rogue would once again disappear with Julia’s heart, only this time she wouldn’t return.

She didn’t want fo think about that.

Trying to take her mind off her worries, Julia reopened her book. The petite woman frowned, nibbling on the last of her pastry and lazily scanning the page for anything interesting. It was one of her favorites, yet she couldn’t bring herself to relax, to forget.

Sighing, she closed the book with a sense of finality, tucking it safely in her messenger bag. It was no use. Nothing could keep Julia’s attention from Carmen for long.

“Partir déjà?” Said Nadia, Julia’s friend and the cashier. The woman adjusted the side of her hijab before opening the cash register. “Habituellement, vous passez toute la matinée ici lorsque vous êtes absent.”

TRANSLATION: “Leaving Already?.....Usually you spend the entire morning here when you’re off.”

Julia smiled sadly. “Quelque chose me vient à l'esprit ces derniers temps, Je ne peux pas me détendre.”

TRANSLATION: “Something has been on my mind lately. I can’t relax.”

Nadia smirked knowingly. “Querelle d'amant?“

TRANSLATION: “Lover’s Quarrel?“

Julia felt her cheeks heat up. Nadia was one of the few people who even knew she was seeing someone, let alone the fact that that someone was a thief. “Entre autres, oui. Il s’agit plus de mon travail.“

TRANSLATION: “Among other things, yes. It’s more about my job.“

Nadia shook her head, making a tut sound. “Tu travailles trop dur.“ She inserted her credit card into the register, swiping twice before the transaction was complete. “Vous savez, les filles et moi allons au Buckingham Club ce soir. Tu devrais venir. Je parie que cela vous fera oublier ... quel est son nom? Carolyn?“

TRANSLATION: You work too hard....You know, the girls and I are hitting the Buckingham Club tonight. You should come. I bet that’ll take your mind off of...what’s her name? Carolyn?“

“Carmen.“ Julia corrected with a smile. “Et Je ne sais pas, pas ce soir. je n'en ai pas vraiment envie.”

TRANSLATION: “Carmen....I don’t know, not tonight. I don’t really feel like it.”

“ S'il vous plaît? Ce sera amusant!?” Nadia replied, making an exaggerated pouty face.

TRANSLATION: “Please? It’ll be fun!”

“Je ne devrais vraiment pas.....”

TRANSLATION: “I really shouldn’t...”

The cashier shook her head, pressing her lips into a thin line. “Oh, Julia, tu es toujours aussi ennuyeuse.”

TRANSLATION: “Oh, Julia, you’re always such a bore.”

Jules simply smiled in response, pushing the rim of her glasses up her nose. “Peut-être la prochaine fois, Nadia.”

TRANSLATION: “Maybe next time, Nadia.”

She said her goodbyes and left the small cafe, the little bell at the door signaling her departure. The cool, crisp air met Julia immediately, the frost already kissing her skin. She turned the corner, making a beeline for her apartment complex when suddenly, a certain beeping sound caught her attention.

A very familiar beeping sound.

She threw a discreet glance over her shoulder before darting into the nearest alleyway, ducking behind the nearest dumpster before removing her pen from her pocket.

Julia clicked the cap, tossing it to the ground as she wrinkled her nose at the stench.

“Agent Argent.“ Chief’s no-nonsense voice came as her hologram blossomed. “I have a new mi-“ She paused, taking in Julia’s location.

“Are you behind a dumpster, Agent?“

Julia felt her cheeks heat slightly “I was in public and had to be...creative...“ She replied curtly, breathing through her mouth.

“Right....anyhoo,“ Chief began again, adjusting her blazer. “I’ve got on assignment for you. I’m sorry to interupt your time off, but you’re the closest agent in proximity.“

Julia smiled sadly, scratching her wrist. “It’s alright, chief. I was feeling restless anyway.“

Chief cocked her head in mild concern. “I’m sorry to hear that, Argent. It’s nothing too serious, but we have reports of some meddling with the security systems at the Louvre. I need you to investigate.“

“Of course. Will Agent Zari or Devineaux be accompanying me?“ She asked, already picturing the splendor at the Louvre. Maybe a trip to the museum was just what she needed today.

“No. Zari and Devineaux are on a case in Santo Domingo.“ Chief said, beginning to pace the length of the alleyway.

“Khadija or Jonas, then?“ Julia replied, referencing two agents she’d been paired with in the past, albeit less frequently than Chase or Zari.

“You’ll be going it alone today. Intel indicates that Carmen Sandiego won’t be present. I trust you can handle a routine check up.”

“I’ll take care of it, chief.“ She answered, giving a small salute to her superior. Internally, Julia released a sigh of relief that she wouldn’t have to tail Carmen.

“Good. Transportation has already been arranged and the details should be on your phone.“ Chief said, crossing her arms. Almost simultaneously, her phone pinged with an encrypted email from ACME.

“Don’t disapoint me, Agent.“ With a terse nod, the hologram disappeared from before her.

Quickly, she darted home and changed into her ACME-issued suit before making her way to the train station. Paris was waiting, after all.

...

No matter how many times she frequented the city, Paris never ceased to amaze Julia with a million new places she hadn’t visited yet. The Louvre, however, was an outlier to the fact. It was Julia’s favorite spot to hit whenever she was in the area.

It had been One-Thirty when her train had pulled into the Paris Saint Lazare, a station settled on the right bank of the Seine and the one closest in proximity to her destination.

The Louvre lay before her in all its grandiose splendor, afternoon sunlight glinting off of the crystal pyramid and casting a rainbow into the burbling fountain before it. The Famed palace of the same name was set on either sides of it, the tasteful renaissance era architecture transporting her into another time.

Julia smiled. She knew every corner of the museum. Every nook and crany was immortalized in her mind from it’s renowned Petite Galerie to it’s extended Egyptian exhibit.

She removed her ACME card from her messenger bag, thumbing it’s side to allow her interpol credentials before going to speak with the security

As promised, a staff member was waiting for her once she got inside.

“Bonjour. Julia Argent, Interpol Britain?“ A tall, skinny man with hooded blue eyes and unkempt blonde hair stepped forward.

“Oui.“ She replied, flashing her badge. “Marcel Cardone?“

“Oui, correct.“ He answered in a thick French accent. “Thank you for coming.“ He said, gesturing for her to walk with him.

Julia smiled. “Bien sûr. J'ai été informé mes supérieurs de la mission. Pouvez-vous me dire quel semble être exactement le problème?“

TRANSLATION: “Of course. I was briefed by my superiors on the mission. Can you tell me what exactly seems to be the problem?“

Marcel spoke as he led her through the halls of the grand building. “Do not worry, I am fluent in English. I do not know the details but the head of security will inform you on the matter.“

“Sounds good,“ Julia said reverting back to English. Her guide stopped at a door with la sécurité (security) written in bold script.

“This is it, mademoiselle.“ Marcel said, opening the door and leading her to the back. Standing before her was another door. Probably to an office, Julia guessed. “Monsieur Toussaint? L'agent d'Interpol est arrivé.“

TRANSLATION: “Mr.Toussaint? The interpol agent has arrived.“

A tall, stocky man with brown skin glanced up, adjusting his glasses. “L'agent? Miss, le problème s'est corrigé juste avant votre arrivée.”

TRANSLATION: “The Agent? Miss, the issue corrected itself just before you arrived.”

“Il n'y a donc rien de mal avec la sécurité?” Julia asked, confused.

TRANSLATION: “So is there nothing wrong with the security?“

“Plus maintenant, non...” Mr.Toussaint answered, scrutinizing her.

TRANSLATION. “Not anymore, no.”

“Mais je suis venu tout ce chemin...” She answered, slightly disappointed.

TRANSLATION: “But I came all this way....”

The man scratched the side of his head in mild concern. “Nous sommes désolés, mademoiselle. Perhaps you would like a tour of the Louvre in compensation?”

TRANSLATION: “We are sorry, Miss. Perhaps you would like a tour of the Louvre in compensation?”

“No, it’s quite alright, thank you.” Julia murmured, tugging at the hem of sleeve.

“Please accept. Nous allons même le rendre gratuit!”

TRANSLATION: Please accept. We will even make it free!”

“If you insist.” Julia smiled awkwardly.

“Good.” Mr.Toussaint lifted the phone on his desk, dialing as he spoke. “Cheryl? Préparez-vous à faire une visite. Oui. Rencontrez-la près des statues.”

TRANSLATION. “Cheryl? Prepare to give a tour. Yes. Meet her by the statues.”

The balding man put the phone down, swiping through the many papers scattered on his desk. “Our tour guide, Cheryl, will meet you out by our Sculpture Department. Please enjoy your day.”

They exchanged goodbyes and thank-yous before Mr. Toussaint returned to the millions of files on his desk and Julia to the swarming museum crowds.

Deftly, Julia navigated the throngs of people, making her way to the modern sculpture exhibit. As promised a woman was waiting before the exhibit checking her watch.

Her dark red-brunette hair was pulled into a pony-tail, and a pair of green khakis and a blue blouse contrasting against her flawless brown skin. From the back of her head, Julia could see a thick pair of glasses settling at the rim of her nose.

She seemed familiar, so very familiar....

And then she spoke. “Enjoying the view, Jules?”

The light rasp, the sultry tone of voice...

The petite woman gasped. “Carmen?”

“Surprise.” The thief said with a smirk.

“What’re you doing here?!” Julia asked, confused. Was Carmen behind the security issue already being solved before she arrived?

“You must have mistaken me for someone else,” The Red Rogue grinned coyly, reaching over gracefully and slipping her fingers between Julia’s. “I’m just Cheryl Vasquez, foreign exchange student and Louvre Tour guide.”

“Of course.” Julia scoffed but played along. “And what would Cheryl Vasquez be doing touring the Louvre?”

“If you’re asking whether I’m here to stop VILE, then no. They aren’t trying to steal anything. I’m here of my own accord.” Carmen replied, her thumb tracing circles along Julia’s palm.

“So I suppose it’s just a coincidence that I was sent here on a mission?”

Carmen winked at her, her rouged lips relaxing into their signature grin. “Yep. A coincidence. Absolutely nothing more.”

A twitch of annoyance flared within Julia. Sometimes Carmen’s games could get tiring. “Well then, since you aren’t stealing anything, I’ll be on my way then.”

“What?” The thief said, for once taken aback.

“You heard me.” Julia began with a smirk, turning in the other direction. “Have a nice day, Miss Sandiego. The Louvre is quite the sight to see.”

“Not so fast, Jules.” Carmen grasped her wrists gently, pulling her in close. Julia blushed, her mouth mere inches from the thief’s. She parted her lips gently, her eyelids sinking lower. Her tongue flecked across the expanse of her bottom lips as she waited to meet the thief’s lips for the first time in more than a week.

“Huh?” Julia said in confusion as she felt the other woman’s heat move away from her own.

Carmen was no longer before her, lips moving closer. Instead she darted away from the smaller woman, a smug grin scrawled on her beautiful face. She waved Julia’s ACME gas gun in the air teasingly, throwing her a wink. “A theft in progress is occurring, agent. You’re lawfully required to follow.”

“Carmen!” Julia shouted in shock, not at all caring about the attention they were gaining from their fellow museum-go-ers. “Give it back!”

“Come and get me!” She called with a trickle of laughter, disappearing into the hordes of people.

Julia smiled despite her frustration and ran after her, for once not at all caring that her behavior was extremely unprofessional.

That was what Carmen did to her. She...freed her. Allowed Julia to relax, to sit still, to live in the moment.

Julia felt all the tension that had built up over the course of the week melt away as she pursued the chase and danced across the Louvre court yard.

She chased Carmen out of the museum, nearing the edge of the complex. “Aha!” Julia shouted, finally catching up to her lover and realizing a smile had formed on her lips.

“You’ve got me, alright,” Carmen smiled, lowering her lashes flirtatiously as her voice lowered teasingly. She slipped her arms around Julia’s waist being just tall enough that the shorter woman had to slightly look up to meet her eyes. “Now what’re you gonna do with me?”

Julia answered her with a kiss, feeling the thief’s bright red lipstick smear onto her mouth. The lady in red captured Julia’s lower lip with her teeth, chuckling at the ACME agent’s Yelp of surprise as she tugged. Every gasp that managed to escape her lips was swallowed by Carmen’s mouth as she pulled her closer with passion.

“Mhm, I’ve missed that.” Julia smiled. “I’ve missed you.”

“You aren’t the only one.” Carmen purred against her lips. “You have no idea how badly I wanted to come and see you...but...”

“It’s alright, Carmen. I understand.” Julia whispered, touching her forehead to the Latina’s and lacing her fingers through the thief’s. “Do you plan on telling me why you’re here, though?”

“Can’t I just pay a visit to my favorite ACME agent?” She teased, beginning to lead Julia out of the museum complex.

“At my apartment, yes. But here?”

“Okay fine....” The thief relented, turning away. Julia spotted a tiny tinge of a blush dusting her cheeks. Carmen? Blushing? “I....may or may not have had my team hack the museum security and leave a trace to VILE to get you sent here.”

“Carmen!” Julia hissed. “You could get caught! And for what? Just to see me? You can meet me at my apartment!”

“Hey, hey, what’s done is done, alright?” She said, her arms flying in front of her in attempt to calm her down. Then, she smiled. “Aww you were worried about me. That’s adorable.“

“Thats-Thats not!....Thats not the point!“ Julia tried to fight a blush but it was no use.

Carmen laughed, caressing Julia’s face and tilting her chin up to meet her eyes. “Hey. I know you mean well. I’ll be more careful from now on. Promise.“

“O...Okay.“ Julia murmured, the woman in red’s slate gray eyes catching her off guard.

“But...since you’re already here....we should make the most of it, no?“ Carmen smiled sweetly, for once with no tinge of smugness to it.

“Alright.“ Julia relented with a small grin. “So is this a....date?“

The latina winked, her teeth sliding over her bottom lip. “Do you want it to be?“

“No! I mean...I just thought...“

“Relax, I’m messing with you.“ Carmen said, taking Julia’s hands in hers. “The truth is...Jules...I wanted to prove that I’m serious about this. About us. You...mean a lot to me, and I want us to be about more than just random hookups.“

The petite woman felt herself smiling at the other’s words, and gave the red rogue’s hands a squeeze. “You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that.“

Carmen returned her grin, running her thumb over Julia’s knuckles. “Explanations aside, are you ready for the greatest date in the world?“

Julia’s brow tugged upwards along with her lips. “The greatest, huh?“

Carmen threw her a flirty glance. “Hey, I don’t settle for second best.“

“I can see that. Alright then, Miss Sandiego.“ The shorter woman said coyly, “Show me what you got.“

....

ANON!! THIS IS SO AMAZING OH MY GOD?? for your first fic this is incredible and i absolutely love how you write them!! everything is so in character and carmen absolutely would create an entire heist just to meet up with jules 😭

i don’t have much to critique: just a few minor spelling errors here and there and some misplaced punctuation but that’s it, everything else is so good?? i’m serious this gave me so much serotonin omg,,, if you post it on ao3 let me know and i’ll be sure to leave kudos and a comment!! <3

and thank you so much for enjoying my writing, i can say the same for you :D

[mojavehearts]

DAI companions + advisors react to seeing you jump from the top of the library to Solas’ room breaking the desk

Blackwall: 

Tries hard not to laugh but fails as he witnesses the desk snap under the force and Solas’ done face

Cassandra: 

Is concerned that you were hurt and later scolds you for being careless and breaking property, secretly thinks it was funny

Cole:

‘‘ Solas is frustrated, red hot like lava, swimming around in it deliriously, sinking deeper until it burns into his skin, but he holds it in like throwing water into it, it calms down for a while but steams furiously you should apologise... maybe’‘ 

Cullen:

is still trying to figure out how what when where and why, hours after it happened 

Dorian:

‘’ah good one!’’

Iron Bull:

he thinks it looked fun and that it was hilarious, bonus points for when you said ‘’Hey Solas’’ and walked out casually 

Josephine:

She has no words...she’s still in shock hours later 

Leliana:

watched you as you got up on the ledge and said ‘’watch this’’, she leaned over the ledge as you jumped down, watching you plummet beneath to the lowest level, breaking solas’ desk basically in half 

Sera:

Jumped with you while screaming ‘’crack the egg!’’

Varric:

‘’well you don’t see that everyday’’

Vivienne: