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[m0thisonfire]

9 for the drabble ask game with Vedan/Caramele!

Ask game: X

A heist during a festival is not Caramele's idea of fun. Stuck with Vedan, he decides to show the Count some real fun during their mingling with the commoners.

AN: yes I listened to Kingdom Dance from Tangled writing this, why?

When Grezhul made the announcement he was sending out a chosen squad of Graveborn to retrieve a relic from a temple in a village, Caramele didn't know what he was expecting. Nothing really. He didn't care at that moment because he immediately assumed he wasn't going to be part of the group.

Wrong.

He had been chosen all right. A group of five, with three Graveborn he didn't particularly mind and one he was still on uncertain terms with.

Ferael. Kelthur. Ludovic. Relatively sane and reasonable Graveborn. Good. He didn't interact with Ludovic much because of the noble status he had, that was a given, but he enjoyed his time with Ferael and Kelthur. Kelthur only because Caramele didn't find out his story until much later knowing him.

But then there was Vedan.

Ho boy, he and Vedan...

Now that was a recipe for disaster waiting to happen for more reasons than one. Especially with Isabella and Silvina absent. Vedan's temperament and Caramele's stubbornness...

Unstoppable force, meet unmovable object.

The only upside. When their carriages arrived in the village they were to rob blind, they saw the festival decorations and merriment in the main square.

Caramele had immediately perked up hearing the music and seeing the lights, as did Ferael, both recognizing the signs of a village holiday.

Kelthur and Ludovic were... Mildly interested, though Kelthur was the first to return his attention to the written instructions they had, going over it again to make sure there weren't any flaws or possible missteps.

Fair enough. The plan was simple on paper. Two would stay outside on the outskirts of the temple and village to ensure there were lookouts, three went in to infiltrate the temple and steal the relic. Ludovic and Vedan were there to ensure the soldiers would turn blind eyes if ordered, and Ferael and Kelthur were there to stay out of sight for the most part and sneak the relic back to the carriage in the nearby brush. Caramele was there as a last resort. A distraction. Or at least damage control if anything did go wrong.

A sacrifice. Hooray.

It had been... About half an hour now. He and Vedan patrolled the square around the temple keeping an eye on the merriments. It surprised Caramele no one looked twice at the pair. Considering the fact the factions began interacting more since the Hypogeans returned, it made a bit of sense seeing the Wilders, Maulers, and Lightbearers all interacting with a rouge Graveborn spotted here and there with their own groups. So he relaxed a little bit, deciding to wander a little and enjoy the scenery, pretending he wasn't on a mission.

Until Vedan began complaining-

"Ugh. This is absolutely abysmal." He muttered loud enough that Caramele heard.

The ringmaster turned and gave Vedan a confused look, raising an eyebrow as he asked, "Excuse me?"

Vedan fixed the small band in the main area of the square with a glare, frowning as they played a quick paced song that the villagers danced to.

"Look at them. No decorum or elegance."

Caramele felt his annoyance flare, and he rolled his eyes on instinct as he began rubbing at his nose. Fair enough, the class shock between nobles and commoners had taken Caramele by surprise too. The first time he had to attend one of Cecia's parties, he had thought he was going to lose it from how slow everything was. People were too restrained. Too judgmental on how everything and everyone looked and sounded and behaved-

It had sent Caramele's nerves spiking, and he had to retreat to the balconies more than once to escape the suffocating atmosphere.

But this was a festival. The point was to have fun, to engage with others despite differences and loose inhibitions. His own town had more than a few with the neighboring villages, and he remembered the sense of freedom and adrenaline it would give him during the dances...

...

That gave him an idea.

Vedan glanced over seeing how quiet Caramele got, and immediately grew suspicious seeing the mischievous look on the shorter Graveborn's face.

The Count shifted slightly, asking as he narrowed his eyes, "... What are you plotting? You are far too quiet."

"Am I? Sorry." Caramele replied in a tone that was not sorry sounding at all. He grinned, glancing at the square as he recalled, "I was just remembering what it was like in my town, the festivals. The lights, the dancing... There was one girl that I danced with every year. Her name was Remy."

He could see Vedan tensing up out of the corner of his eye, the vampire growing quite still as he began pouting with narrowed eyes at him.

"... Remy."

"Yeah," Caramele nodded as the song ended and shifted to another, some of the dancers dispersing with friends while others took their places, and a few partners remaining for another dance, "She was a sweet girl. I wonder how she's doing-"

"I imagine it's not very easy." Vedan hissed, interrupting Caramele as he stalked to his side, closing the distance with a scowl, "How do you do it? It doesn't look like there's any sense or rhythm to it."

Caramele huffed as he turned his attention to the vampire, asking, "I assure you, there is. It's not waltzing, but it's still fun."

"Fun..." Vedan sneered. Then he glanced down at Caramele, looking conflicted for a moment before he glared at the square again, where sure enough, he was watching the groups dance and laugh as the music swelled once more.

The ringmaster smirked, looking more pleased by the second as his tail twitched. He knew when Vedan was intrigued by something. And the count was notorious for being curious about things he technically shouldn't be curious about...

The music suddenly slowed, and Caramele looked over to see new musicians joining the original band. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw the more classical instruments, horns and actual violins, flutes. One even had a harp...

With the lutes, drums and tambourines, and simple fiddles, it would have been an interesting mix. A mix of ballroom decorum with the festival ditties. Now this was interesting, watching them get together and begin testing the instruments in a new song.

It started slow, and the villagers shifted with the mood, all of them beginning slow dancing, a more relaxed waltz that would definitely not hold up in a more refined setting.

Vedan looked more appreciative of it, and Caramele took the moment to step closer with a hum and a knowing smile. The count glared down at him without any real heat, asking, "What?"

Caramele gestured towards the square, asking like it was obvious, "Would you like a dance?"

For a moment, Vedan glanced around. They weren't really in the square, but they were close enough it would count.

He huffed for a moment, but relented with a growl, "Fine. But only one. And we don't say a word to anyone."

"Deal." Caramele agreed with a grin, taking Vedan's hand before he could protest and pulling him to the outskirts of the square.

Of course Vedan took the lead first, guiding Caramele's hands to the proper placements before beginning the dance. It was a slow pace, but it worked with the rhythm. And Caramele managed to keep his footing, so that was a godsend he remembered the dance steps...

Then he heard the music swell again, a shift in the music picking up the pace as one of the more refined violins surpisingly took the lead. Vedan looked over surprised, and the square's mood shifted with it.

The townsfolk around them that weren't dancing began clapping along, setting a new rhythm as the dancing sped up, and Caramele felt that familiar pull in his chest as he watched.

Excitement, freedom-

The lead shifted, and Vedan found himself shifting from a waltz to Caramele's quicker pace. An impromptu waltz that wasn't too different from before, but with bigger steps and quicker spins matching the others'.

They locked eyes, and now it was Vedan keeping up as Caramele grinned and laughed, covering more ground as they danced.

It was a feeling like no other, with the instruments flowing flawlessly into each other to create a quickening bridge that left Vedan reeling with surprising energy.

The sounds he was familiar with mixing with the ones Caramele had no doubt grown up with-

Was this how it always felt? This sort of dancing?

He didn't know, but he was surprised to find a smile of his own spreading over his face as he kept up.

But then it all stopped, the final crescendo bursting to an end as he and Caramele stopped on the final beat.

Cheering erupted from the square as others stopped as well, the delight tangible in the air as townfolk clapped and whooped.

Vedan and Caramele were still locked in a standstill, staring at each other still clinging to each other. That was different from a waltz. And not like the usual square dancing the ringmaster was used to.

But it was still...

Right somehow.

Vedan was the first to clear his throat and look away, and Caramele quickly took the hint and let go, stepping away as he rubbed the back of his neck. They didn't say anything for a moment, both staring elsewhere where as they calmed from the sudden rush of energy they both experienced.

Finally, the count muttered with a hint of reluctance, "... Alright. That wasn't... Horrible."

That made Caramele chuckle, looking quite pleased as he finally looked up at Vedan, "I'm glad. I haven't danced like that since..."

Raising an eyebrow, Vedan asked with a faint sneer, "Remy?"

"Since I died..." Caramele corrected, still smiling as he looked back over the crowd. Then he sighed, closing his eyes and looking at peace as he softly said, "Thank you. I needed that."

It was the most at peace Vedan had seen him in a long while. And the count's expression softened as he reached over and gently took his hand, responding quietly, "You're welcome, I suppose."

The moment was interrupted when a commotion began erupting from the temple, only audible to the Graveborn considering they were closer.

They both whirled towards the building, noticing Kelthur and Ferael sneaking out of the window with something in hand and Ludovic in tow, shouting growing louder from inside as soldiers no doubt began scouring the area.

"Oh no..." Caramele groaned.

Vedan's lip curled as he began pulling Caramele along towards the direction of the carriages, "That's our cue to go before things get bad."

Indeed it was.

At least the night wasn't a total waste. As they all regrouped and retreated, Caramele summed the night up to a surprisingly pleasant success.

The mission was a success, and he got to feel the rush dancing with a partner again. He almost felt alive again.

... And by the smile that would be present on Vedan's face from time to time as they traveled told him that he felt it too.

[emahriel]

I am losing my mind. source: x

[katalehs]

i like how “ant” is in quotations like its some sort of common nickname for him but absolutely nobody calls him that

[obsessivel0v3r]

Ask game:

"Anon level"

❤️‍🔥: I'd burn everything else so it'd be only you and I.

🖤: My heart is dark and twisted, but you're the only one who softens my edges.

🤍: I could love you in a gentle sense if you'd ask.

💫: You're the only thing in my mind when I wake up and fall to sleep.

👥️: I stalk your blog often, wishing to know you as well as I can.

👤: I think I adore you, my asks may be anon, but we're not really strangers to each other.

🍒: Can I confess how insane you really make me feel?

🍦: I melt with every post you make, you're the highlight of my day.

🧁: They say too much sweet is bad for you, but I can't help but take in all you give.

🎀: I think about the worst things I could do to become your favorite.

🎭: I put on a friendly show when we chat, but I'd put a target on ever other ask you get if the chance ever presented itself.

♠️: I've done some things that involved you which wouldn't be approved by others if they knew, but it's an unhealthy devotion, what can I do?

👑: I'll send you threats so alarming until you finally give in and say you'll be mine.

📸: I seek to know you religiously, seeing/liking your posts. Finding hidden meanings in your reblogs. Memorizing every detail in your tags.

(Made by: @obsessivel0v3r)

[huginsmemory]

As someone whose asexual and a monsterfucker and knowing that there is a large subsection of the monsterfucking community that is Ace or on that spectrum, Ford being very Ace-coded and implied to have fucked a a triangle feels accurate to me. representative, even.

[httyd-art-requests]

Concept art light fury? She fits in so well, I wish we got to see her

EXCELLENT REQUEST!!! I love this thing so much, look at her widdle face

Dragon #118 - Concept Art Light Fury

Requests are currently closed!

[m0thisonfire]

20 for the drabble ask game with Vedan/Nil!

Ask game: X

20.

Nil isn't fully accustomed to affectionate gestures or physical intimacy yet. Vedan decides it's time to start slow.

"... I do not fully understand the purpose of this."

"I know." Vedan sighed, not moving from where he was reclined. His head was resting against one of his hands as he crossed his leg over the other to give the impression he was more relaxed than he was feeling. He was sitting on one of his more comfortable chairs, one of the ones Nil often would complain about being 'inefficient' and 'unnecessary'.

Nil was standing in the doorway of the study, watching Vedan closely with those unnaturally bright blue eyes, intense and focused with that inhuman precision. No doubt she was examining his body language and the state of the room trying to figure out why he called her in.

Fortunately for her, it was more of a bonding experience, or experiment, for the two of them.

Vedan shifted in his seat, sitting up more as he asked in a purposely soft tone, "Do you trust me?"

Silence. He knew the answer to that question already. If Nil didn't trust him, she would never show up when he summoned her, much less be willing to be alone anywhere with him. He heard that faint sharp clicking sound that often accompanied Nil getting nervous or suspicious as she tilted her head.

"Of course I do, Vedan. What is this?"

The Count just smiled, gesturing for her to come closer. Which she did. Vedan could hear the increasing volume of her internal workings, the clicks and whirs speeding up audibly as she went to stand in front of him. He didn't say anything. He was nervous too. This was... New. And he didn't want to frighten the automaton off before he actually did anything.

Holding a hand out invitingly, he uncrossed his legs and waited patiently for her to make the next move. Nil kept her eyes trained on his face, no doubt tracking every moment and expression shift that passed trying to discern his intentions. When she finally took his hand, Vedan carefully pulled her closer before wrapping an arm around her waist and tugging her down to sit on his thigh. A test, keeping his grip loose should she feel the need to react.

Nil held perfectly still, though Vedan swore he heard something make a popping glass sound somewhere inside her chest. He raised an eyebrow, asking in a low voice, "Are you-?"

"Perfectly fine." She interrupted with that calm and even inflection. Nil's expression didn't change, but she did frown as she fixed her gaze on Vedan, repeating her earlier question with a hint of hesitation, "What... Is the purpose of this?"

"Uhm..." Vedan took a moment to formulate a response she wouldn't find odd or be frustrated with, deciding to be as honest as he could with her, "I just... I wanted to be close to you. Closer, at least. It's a thing people do when they're in relationships."

Nil fell silent again. Vedan took the moment to focus on the fact that despite being an entity made entirely of metal, she was oddly light. She was wonderfully designed, too. A near perfect pass for a normal human woman, save for the slight glow to her eyes and the very clear uncanny feeling in the way she carried herself.

She finally made a hum, shifting slightly. Vedan expected her to move away or attempt to get up, but his eyes widened when instead Nil leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder.

Relaxing more, he leaned back against the chair with her, letting her get comfortable. Nil spoke up again, her monotone voice ringing with an air of curiosity, "This is... Affection. I've seen it. With the others. This is what it's like?"

Vedan smiled, moving to tentatively put a hand on her back, "I believe so. The whole physical contact thing isn't so bad, is it?"

"It's disgusting. And I still believe it is a form of weakness." Vedan wasn't sure whether to sigh or roll his eyes. But then Nil's eyes flickered for a moment, and her expression shifted into her pouty frown as he admitted reluctantly, "... Not bad though. This... Vulnerability."

That made him chuckle, asking amused, "So I take it you want to get up then?"

"No." Nil immediately responded, making no move to get up.

Ho boy...

He just shook his head and closed his eyes, listening to the fireplace crackle and the low, now much duller and droning sound of Nil's systems slowing.

... If she shut down here, he was screwed, he wouldn't be able to get up for the rest of the night-

[bunnylocs]

Dm me on session! A lot of ppl where asking me if I had it so I redownload it :) my code is

Can’t wait to txt you pervs <3 first 10 ppl get free pic/video of me ;)

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[stevie-petey]

hi hi i was just wondering you could maybee do a blurb between s3-4 of bug, robin, and steve having a sleepover or smth?? i just miss this trio and their dynamic so bad and i love how u write all of them as best friends.. platonic soulmates stobin is so serious to me and having bug be a part of that is so special

anon i giggled reading this request because its just so cutie <333

enjoy !

"can you pass me the popcorn?"

you hand the bowl over to robin, eyes never leaving the tv screen before you. grease is playing and you take sandy very seriously. "here you go."

"thanks, pretty girl."

you hum at robins praise, resting your head on her shoulder, warm and content. steves dad always insists on having the house run warm and the thick heat always drapes over you softly during especially late nights.

"why do you always call y/n 'pretty girl'?"

robin nearly chokes on her popcorn with how fast you turn to look at steve. "excuse me?"

"i-"

"oh, harrington." robin cackles. "need a shovel to finish burying that dead body of yours?"

"i-i mean youre gorgeous, y/n." he sits up on the couch, eyes wide and panicked. "like, the most beautiful woman ive ever seen and-"

"and yet robin calling me a pretty girl is bizarre enough to warrant questioning?" you cross your arms, movie long forgotten.

steve blanches. "no! thats-thats not how i meant it-"

"i call you pretty girl because you are a pretty girl, y/n." robin twirls your hair with her fingers, leaning in so close to you that her breath fans your skin. she kisses your cheek, loud and dramatic, and you giggle. "see? such a pretty girl, despite what steve may say."

"youre in my house, buckley."

"and yet im also in y/n's heart."

you squish your face against robins, pulling her into your side and reveling in her soft curves and lemon-y scent. "you live in my heart, robin."

steve lunges towards the two of you, a scowl on his face. "alright, break it up."

robin puckers her lips and blows air at him in retaliation and you weakly try to bat him off of you, though really your body molds to his hands and youre water underneath his touch. steve easily throws you over his shoulder and stands, causing you to screech in terror, as he laughs at you.

"any more snippy remarks?" he runs around the room, your head knocking against his hips as your feet kick at his head.

you pound at his skin, desperate to wring yourself out of his grasp yet cautious of the hardwood floor beneath you. "put me down!"

"not until your heart lets me in!"

"that doesnt even make any sense!"

"too bad!"

robin gets up from the couch and wraps a blanket around her shoulders. she ties the ends across her neck, draping the rest behind her in a pathetic attempt to create a cape. she holds her hands up at steve, puffing her chest out. "drop the girl!"

you shriek in terror. "do not drop me, harrington, or so help me god-"

"relax maam. im a hero. ive got this." robin swishes her cape and blocks steves path. he stares at her, bored, but even he cant hide his laughter at her awful costume.

"you know that i can carry you both, right?"

"what-"

and suddenly robins body gets thrown over his shoulder just as easily as yours had been, and the two of you scream and kick and laugh until your lungs ache.

steves laughter joins yours.

grease will have to be finished in the morning.

“COME HOME” BLURB MASTERLIST

if you’d like to buy me a coffee ☕︎

[hkthatgffan]

I really did not wanna talk about this stupid topic, but with so many people falling for it, I figured I should; THE DIRECT ARTICLE ABOUT A GRAVITY FALLS REVIVAL IS A FUCKING LIE!! Lemme explain below why!!

Ever since this article by The Direct was published, way too many people are thinking Gravity Falls is really coming back and the usual season 3 belief is spreading yet again. And of course, YouTubers who should know better made videos on it and other "journalists" are spreading this lie. Here's the real facts! The executive in the article NEVER alluded to a revival. All they said is that Alex is publishing a book (The Book of Bill) and there's some shorts being made. All this article is basing its claim on is the phrase, "Never say Never!" Alex has had a deal with Netflix since 2018. Under that deal, he cannot make new cartoons for other networks, including Disney and Gravity Falls. He can voice on non Netflix shows and help in small ways like he did on TOH, but he cannot make a new show outside Netflix.

The shorts they are alluding to are confirmed to be likely stuff like the Broken Karaoke series on Disney Channel's YouTube page or theme song takeover stuff. Disney TVA News, while not 100% the most reliable source, has suggested that as the case and given Alex was at DTVA in April recording something per an Instagram story he made, it makes the most sense. What's more, there is a rumoured short being made for The Book of Bill which this could be meaning. Notice how it has no indication of a revival? Alex Hirsch has said he has ideas for GF stories, but they are more book centric. Heck, in me and Hana's interview alone he alluded to Stan and Ford stories he'd wanna do if given the chance to make another graphic novel. That is all!

And speaking of Alex…he's not said shit on this! He's not tweeted about it or liked any tweet about it. And Alex has said in the past to not believe anyone claiming Gravity Falls is coming back unless he says so himself on Twitter. So, take a guess what I did? I messaged him!! I was in talks with Alex recently for another video I'm making later in the future and asked him about this article during it. Without leaking our DM's, Alex said straight up, this article is all "just talk!" It's clickbait! Alex Hirsch confirmed it is clickbait!!

Direct is lying to you and so is anyone else saying this is real or that Gravity Falls is coming back! It just isn't. The only person who you should believe about this stuff is Alex Hirsch himself and he clearly has said it's not. And even supposing Direct is telling the truth about this executive saying something is possible, it's just gonna be book or small shorts stuff…NOT a season 3 or reboot, or revival or spin off series. I know that stuff is pretty popular to talk about, hell, I'd kill for a Gravity Falls prequel story myself. But it's not happening.

But with that said, I hope this post helped you better understand what is up. This article is a sham and a joke to the field of journalism. Do your damn job and tell the truth instead of making clickbait shit that will get you ad revenue! People who write articles like this are a joke and I feel bad for anyone who falls for their BS! These articles will never stop being made, so it's up to you all to be smart and not fall for them.

Remember, if Alex Hirsch doesn't say anything about it, it's not legit!!

Stay informed properly out there! New videos coming soon :)

[mossiistars]

Anything with melanie and georgie!! Also something spooky with the lonely if you want

cutie patooties

[whowantshota]

perv!wonwoo please

pervert!jeon wonwoo

warnings ☆ MATURE CONTENT AHEAD, smut, inappropriate touching, pervert!wonwoo, mention of porn, wonwoo likes tits a lot, afab!reader x jeon wonwoo

a/n: possible perv!wonwoo gamer n tutor ver bc i like him too much...

possibly study sesh with pervert!wonwoo later?

pervert!wonwoo who's your best friends' roomate. he happens to see you often, since you frequent their apartment at least thrice a week.

pervert!wonwoo who notices what you wear when you come over to see mingyu. dressed in casual camisoles and shorts that show off plush thighs. you're utterly oblivious to how bad he wants his cock inside of you.

pervert!wonwoo who you start to get more comfortable with, giving him the occasional hug. tits pressed up against him and your arms wrapped around his neck. you feel so soft and you smell so good.

pervert!wonwoo who jerks off to porn that reminds him of you, and even that's not enough. edges himself till he's throbbing and red, precum dripping down the side of his length. "fuck, fuck, can't–" his glasses are low on the bridge of his nose, lenses fogged up and breathing heavy when he finally cums.

pervert!wonwoo finds out you'll be crashing at their apartment for a while—something about a situation with your landlord. he only has enough self control to make it through a day and a half, because he wakes up to find you walking around in nothing but a t-shirt and booty shorts.

pervert!wonwoo who can see your nipples pressing against the fabric of your shirt. wants to press you up against the kitchen counter and suck on them so bad.

pervert!wonwoo who gets off to how comfortable you are around him, especially when mingyu's not there. the way you slide a hand on his shoulder, tease him about something. the way you're currently letting him manhandle you into a spot against the counter.

pervert!wonwoo who's flipped you away from him, grinding his cock against your shorts. he doesn't have much time with you till mingyu's back, and he needs to cum inside of you.

pervert!wonwoo who fucks you stupid, has you drooling on the counter. he's got harsh grip on your hips while he sucks hickeys and kisses along your neck.

pervert!wonwoo who's wanted you for so long, finally gets to cum inside of that pretty pussy. "too fucking good," he groans, slips out of your cunt and pulls up your panties.

pervert!wonwoo smirks at you when mingyu gets back and he spots you talking with him. he knows you haven't even bother changing, walked around with his thick cum inside of you all day.

[mcgucket-computer-majigs]

I know you went to a pretty low-quality college, but what was it like?

[claraoswalds]

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES S02E18 The Last Dance

[alloras-stuff]

Can we see some cute outfits you’ve worn recently

Sure!!

[m0thisonfire]

What’s Vedan and Caramele’s favorite resting position together?

Heheheh-

They have two, actually!

When they’re just resting and relaxing during a break or on a slow day, Caramele likes to nap on top of Vedan’s chest. Vedan lies on his back and lets the Barrow Wraith cling to him and rest while he reads. Like a big cat.

When they sleep together for the night, or day, they sleep close. On their sides facing each other, chest to chest, resting their heads on each other’s shoulders and with their arms wrapped around the other. Their legs are tangled together and Caramele’s tail is usually wrapped snuggly around Vedan’s waist or one of his legs.