#i am not super concerned with my take on the cats being too based on any real cats but

[cowboycatss]

presto!!!

[acepalindrome]

I’ve spent much of 2021 thus far playing Stardew Valley in the hopes of distracting myself from the horrors of reality, and I keep meaning to make a list of mods I recommend! Because I am running a truly embarrassing number of mods and there are some really great ones that really improve the gameplay or add fun content or just make everything look really pretty! So without further ado, here are some of my favorite mods:

- Lookup Anything: This is probably my favorite mod. It basically eliminates the need to have to keep consulting the Stardew Valley wiki while you play. The title says it all: this mod lets you look up anything. Need to know what’s a good present for Shane? You can pull up a list of all his loved and liked gifts, with items you have on hand highlighted for ease, plus his birthday, how many hearts he has with you and how many points you need to get to the next heart. Need to know if you should hoard that pine sap or sell it? You can pull up all the uses for it, items that can be crafted with it, anyone who might like it, community center bundles it’s used for, and how much you make by selling. How many days until your melons are ready to harvest? What items can drop from that stone in the mines? What are all the items you can make with the furnace? It’s such a fantastically handy mod and I refuse to play without it!

- NPC Map Locations: One of the most frustrating things in the game is trying to remember everyone’s schedule and then not being able to find someone to give them a birthday present or turn in a quest item. This mod shows exactly where everyone is on your map and solves that problem for good!

- Automate: This mod automatically pulls items from nearby chests into machines, so you don’t have to keep running back and forth to your furnace to pick up the finished metal bars and toss more ore in there...it just spits the finished item back into the nearby chest, pulls in whatever available items you’ve got in the chest and starts running again without you having to do a thing! Just be careful of where you place your chests and machines or you might end up processing items you didn’t want to. Luckily, you can set individual chests to not have items pulled from them.

- Fishing Made Easy Suite: I suck at fishing. I almost never bother with fishing if I don’t have a mod to make it bearable. I like this one because it has different levels of easy-ness, so you can make fishing just 25% easier, or 50%, or 75%, or 99%! And there are some other fun perks too. You want to catch all fish regardless of weather or season? Want to catch legendary fish multiple times? Want to catch prismatic shards? Go nuts.

- Stardew Valley Expanded: This mod is absurdly huge and adds SO MUCH CONTENT. New areas! New characters! New events! I was a little hesitant to start it just because I knew there was so much to the mod and was a little concerned of how well it would mesh with the rest of the game, but the characters and story and style fit in perfectly with the vanilla content. I could almost forget Andy and Sophia weren’t there all along! The purpose of the mod was to make the game feel fresh and new for people who had already played the game and that’s exactly what it does. I love it.

- Artisan Valley/Project Populate JsonAssets/Starbrew Valley: I’m lumping these together but this is a collection of mods that add a TON of new items, crops, trees, flowers, machines and recipes to the game. You don’t have to download them all! You can pick and choose the ones you want, or download the PPJA content pack to get the bulk of these mods all in one go! I personally really love Artisan Valley because it lets me make floral candles and soaps. And an espresso machine so I can make fancy coffee. And Starbrew Valley so there’s actually a fun variety of alcohol in the game.

I’m putting the rest under a cut because this is getting too long.

- Chests Anywhere: Lets you access all of your chests from the menu! You can add some limitations, like only being able to access chests in the same location you’re in, but I’m dumb and constantly forget that I was supposed to bring a present for a villager with me today, or that I wanted to upgrade one of my tools but left all my metal bars at home. So instead of having to run all the way back to my farm, I can just open my menu and switch through the chests until I find the item I need! Labeling the chests also makes this a lot easier for organization.

- Seasonal Villager Outfits: Finally, the villagers have more than one set of clothes! This mod gives them different outfits in different seasons, different weather and special outfits for holidays! It’s cute and really improves the immersion to see the villagers wearing tshirts in the summer and bundling up in the winter, and dressing up for special events! Some characters will change their hairstyle too, which I love.

- Canon-Friendly Dialogue Expansion: Gives all characters more stuff to say so they won’t just repeat the same lines over and over! Also gives them varied dialogue for festivals starting in year 2, so they don’t say the same thing every year at the Egg Festival or Spirit’s Eve.

- Immersive Elliott: Add more dialogue! Lots more dialogue! I downloaded the Elliott version of this mod because that’s who I plan to marry but I recommend looking up dialogue mods for whoever your favorite characters are (I think there’s one for almost all the marriageable candidates.) You’ll probably be chatting a lot with whoever you’re trying to woo and it’s nice to get lots of new lines!

- Stardew Foliage Redone: There are tons of mods that change the colors and style of trees and buildings and stuff but this one is my favorite. It’s very soft and earthy and pretty without being overkill.

- The Love of Cooking: Actually makes cooking fun in Stardew Valley! It adds a cooking skill, an upgradable cooking tool that lets you cook with more ingredients (at the start you can only make one ingredient dishes), a cooking community center bundle, star levels to cooked items, an animation when you cook...cooking was very bland in the base game, and this mod really spruces the whole system up.

- Medieval Buildings/Medieval craftables: Again, there are so many mods that change up the look of your farm buildings and stuff but these are really pretty and cool and absolutely my style. There’s a mod to make all the town buildings have this style too, but I kind of like keeping the town normal and just living on my mysterious and beautiful farm apart from the rest of the world. My sprinklers are magic moss covered rocks now!

- Elle’s Dog/Cat/Horse/Barn/Coop/etc animals: Super cute animal skins. They look so huggable and soft. Also one of the dog options looks like my real life dog and that’s very important to me.

- Adopt ‘n’ Skin: Pairs well with the mods above, this mod lets you have multiple dogs/cats/horses and lets you use as many different skins as you like. I’ve got four cows and they’ve all got different patterns and colors. I love it. Also Marnie starts taking in stray animals and you can adopt them from her, which is a really cute way of letting you have more pets.

- Seasonal Garden Farmhouse: Its a pinch overkill especially in the early game, but I really like this farmhouse layout. It gives you a small kitchen from the start, a bathroom you can use to restore stamina, big open windows that change with the seasons and time of day...it’s a luxury house and it’s very nice to live in!

- Industrial Kitchen and Interior/Industrial Furniture/Rustic Country Town Interiors: These mods give the interiors and furniture a more rustic style, and the last one changes the town interiors to match. There are many furniture/interior mods, so if this style doesn’t do it for you, check out some of the others! There are lots of very pretty mods!

And I’m going to stop there but that’s only the tip of the iceberg and I highly recommend looking around NexusMods or ModDrop and seeing what kind of stuff is available!

[spidernerdsblog]

BAD HABITS

A/N : Happy Halloween!!! 🦇🎃🕯🕷🕸 This was a bit of self indulgent fic. College au based on the vampire diaries and morbius from the amazing spiderman. I've included a few dialogues from the series too. Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.

Summary : in a world of super soldiers, mutants and sorcerers Peter never believed in the existence of the supernatural until he met you.

Pairing : Peter Parker x Vampire! Reader

Warnings : mature content, fluff, suggestive themes, blood, biting, violence, implied smut II w.c - 13k [longest fic :')]

Mini playlist : bad habits and shivers by ed sheeran, lost by maroon 5, take my breath by the weeknd, sinners and saints by andrea wasse, beauty of the dark by mads langer, streets by doja cat, love chained by cannons

And I know I'll lose control of the things that I say

Yeah, I was lookin' for a way out, now I can't escape

Nothin' happens after two, it's true, it's true

My bad habits lead to you - Bad habits by Ed Sheeran

Sirens of police vans wailing in the distance could be heard as Peter aka your friendly neighborhood spider man swings across the New York skyline. Another dead body has been found completely drained of blood which makes it two for this week. 

He landed down in a dark alley and was about to take his mask off when he had an odd feeling as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. A whoosh of air blows, his heightened senses alerting of something or someone going past behind him with an inhumanly fast pace. He swiftly turns around to find no one.

“Hello? Who's there?” he called out to be met with an eerie silence. Then he heard crunching of gravel and staggering footsteps from behind as he turned around to find a woman in her early 30s stumbling out of the backdoor of the building. By her appearance she seemed to be intoxicated as she grasped on to the adjacent wall, struggling to keep herself upright.

“Ma'am are you alright?” Peter rushed to her aid wrapping an arm around her body holding her up straight on her feet. 

“Huh?” she stared at him blankly as if she was under a spell.

“Are you ok?” Peter repeated himself and this time it seemed to work as the lady blinked several times breaking out of whatever trance she was into. 

“What am I doing here?” she asked him with a look of confusion on her face. 

“Ma'am don't you remember how you got here?” Peter asked with concern in his voice.

“No” she replied, holding her head with her hand and trying to think hard. 

“It's ok ma'am you have nothing to fear. I'll help you reach your home safely” Peter assured her and took her to the nearby police station. 

After making sure the lady is being escorted home safely Peter finally swings back to his apartment. Sliding up the window he enters his room and sheds off the suit changing into his regular clothes. He walks out of his room to find May sitting on the couch, eyes trained on whatever program was showing on the TV screen. He moves to the kitchen to get some water. The running of the tap caught May’s attention. 

“Oh you’re back. How was your night patrol?” she asked, stretching her back a little strained from sitting in the same position for a long time. 

“As usual,” Peter shrugged, bringing the glass to his mouth taking a sip of the water “though I did come across this lady who seemed to be drunk but wasn't and she doesn't remember how she got there...” Peter trailed off the news telecast on the tv catching both of their attention.

“The police are saying little about this latest killing. The victim, a 33 year old male was pronounced dead on the scene in lower Manhattan” the newsreader briefed out as May and Peter’s had their eyes glued to the tv screen “authorities acknowledge possible links to two previous deaths, though they discourage talk of a possible serial killer on the loose despite the severe brutality of the deaths. Investigators have combed through hours of surveillance video but still have no leads. The police chief has appealed to anyone who may have any information about this latest death to come forward to police” 

“Another dead body? What is happening in this city? Is it a serial killer? Do you know something?” May turned to Peter with a look of worry on her face.

“I honestly have no idea but Dr. Banner and Dr. Cho examined one of the dead bodies recently and the autopsy reports came back normal. Nothing unusual except for bite marks and scratches on the body” he paused for a moment to decide if he should share any further details with her but went to tell her anyways because nothing is a bigger secret than knowing your own nephew is spider man “also this is a classified information which has been held back from the public to prevent any kind of unnecessary panic but all the dead bodies has been found to be missing two third of their blood”

“What?!” she exclaimed, eyes widening in disbelief.

“Yeah the blood found on the crime scene doesn’t equate to the amount of the total volume of blood found in a normal human body it’s as if someone drank it” Peter explained which got May thinking.

“Hmmm.. blood drained bodies with bite marks sounds like a vampire to me” she tried to sound funny making Peter shake his head smiling.

“There are no vampires, May. You need to stop watching those twilight movies” he said, chuckling softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Says a 21 year old who is obsessed with star wars and legos” she quipped back at him.

“C’mon they are much better than your vampires glowing in sunlight” he said in his defence.

“Ok Obi Wan whatever you say” she joked, holding up her hands as Peter rolled his eyes. 

“By the way, your fall semester starts next week right?” she asked standing up from the couch to set the table for dinner.

“Yeah” he answered, following her to the kitchen to help her.

“You and Harry better lock all the doors and windows in the dorm at night” she advised.

“Don't worry May we'll be alright after all I'm spider man” he grinned cheekily.

🎃

The sky was clear blue, sun shining brightly bathing everything with an amber glow. It was the beginning of the fall season. The frigid air seeped through the several layers of clothing as Peter stuffed his hands in his pockets, a random song playing in his earphones as he briskly walked down the sidewalk past the central park.

Reaching the gates of the Empire State university Peter let out an exasperated sigh at the thought of returning back to his usual mundane life. Life has always been a struggle for him from losing his parents to accidentally being bitten by a radioactive spider and then losing his uncle as well as Gwen. It was like some ill-fated luck that he had to go through such hardships and losses in his life. And with his current financial condition it’s the scholarship that has only made it possible for him to continue with college.

“Hey! Parker!” Harry’s voice startled Peter out of his thoughts. 

Harry Osborn was the only son of Norman Osborn, co-owner of the Oscorp industries. They have been roommates since freshman year and after spending six semesters with him the bond seems to be unbreakable. Peter has to admit if it wasn’t for Harry he couldn't have imagined how he would have got through the last three years. 

“Hey Harry, good to see you” Peter gives him a side hug.

“So how was your summer break?” he asked as they began to walk towards the science building.

“It was good. Mostly spent time at aunt May’s” he replied.

“That’s nice. I went to the Bahamas and man it was fucking awesome!” 

“Yeah I saw your instagram Harry” Peter chuckled.

“So senior year it is huh?” Harry said, exhaling a puff of air.

“Yeah,” Peter hummed in agreement.

“Why do you sound so gloomy? Cheer up man this is our last year” Harry literally shook Peter by grabbing on his shoulders “and don’t worry we’ll find you someone to get laid” he added with a wink.

Heat rose up Peter's face “I didn’t say anything like that!” 

“Yeah, yeah I know buddy” Harry grinned “see you in the cafeteria after classes” he and Peter parted ways to go to their respective classes.

Peter headed towards the biochemistry department climbing up the stairs. Upon finding his classroom he went inside and slumped down on a seat near the window. He pulled out his phone to check the time to find that there’s still a few minutes left for the class to begin. So he took out a notebook from his bag and got busy scribbling chemical formulas on it. 

Soon after the classroom was filled with shuffling of feet and the soft thuds of bags being dropped on the desks. Everyone seemed to be thrilled to meet their friends after the holidays. The room buzzed with the chatters of students accompanied by occasional loud laughter. 

Suddenly all the noise waned down to soft murmurs prompting Peter to look up his notebook as well and his gaze falls upon you standing at the doorway of the classroom. You were dressed in dark denims and a beige cable knit jumper, hair loose cascading down your shoulders. You looked inside the room filled with students curiously before making your way to the one empty seat right in front of Peter’s.

Peter doesn’t remember the last time he felt like this but his heart definitely skipped a beat just by one glance of you. A sudden rush of adrenaline coursed through his body. His muscles tensing as he felt his pupils dilating. Watching every movement of yours as you put down your books on the desk and sat down. The light and sweet smell of your perfume was intoxicating and he knew he was fucked. Never had he expected that on the first day of his senior year he would fall hard for someone.

After a few minutes the professor arrived and the class began as he went on to give his introduction followed by explaining the course for this semester. Throughout the class Peter was restless. He couldn’t give a damn to what the professor was saying ‘cause all his attention was on you. He wanted to know your name, where are you from because you don't seem to be from anywhere around here, what are you majoring in— he wanted to know it all. 

The class ended after an hour which appeared to be the longest one hour for Peter. He watched you stand up from your seat, gather your things and walk out of the class without talking to anyone. 

🎃

You recently moved from Chicago and are renting an apartment near the campus because all the dorms were full. That's what you told Emma Frost whom you befriended in your astrophysics class. A lovely and cheerful girl with icy blonde hair and striking blue eyes. She had walked up to you and introduced herself asking if you were new. To which you said yes and the rest is history. In moments you became friends it looked like you knew each other for years and did not just meet a few minutes ago. 

Emma took it upon herself to give you a tour around the campus before leading you to the cafeteria where Harry and Peter were already seated at a corner table. 

Peter saw you walk in laughing at whatever story Emma was telling you and boy he was mesmerized than he already was. Harry followed his gaze and found it to be fixed on you, a smirk growing on his face as he whispered.

“Stop staring like that you creep,” 

“What? I'm not staring!” Peter whispered back.

“Yes you are” he snickered.

“No” Peter retorted but then his heartbeat quickened when he saw you making your way towards their table with Emma.

“Hey guys! Meet my new friend Y/N” she announced with her usual cheerful voice.

Y/N, Peter repeated to himself under his breath. Such a beautiful name just like you.

“And Y/N this is Harry Osborn” she said, directing at the blonde with cerulean blue eyes. He waves at you with a smile “and this is Peter Parker” your gaze shifts to the cute guy with a mop of curly brown hair sitting beside him who gives you a timid smile in return.

“Thank you for letting me join you guys” you said, taking a seat beside Emma.

“No worries, we are all friends over here” she said.

“So Y/N what are you majoring in?” Harry asked with genuine interest.

“I’m a physics major,” you answered happily.

“Wow well Mr. Parker over here is a physics major too. And trust me he is a genius who also got to intern at the Stark industries during high school” he said, patting a hand on Peter's shoulder proudly while Peter gives a strained smile not at all liking Harry exaggerating about him.

“Oh that's cool!” you said amused.

Just then another guy of short height dropped in and hit the back of Peter's head playfully “Sup dickwad!” Peter whispered a small ‘ow’ and looked up at him with a scowl on his face. 

“Oh who's this gorgeous lady?” his gaze shifted towards you.

“Don’t even try Eugene,” Emma warned. 

“What? Can I not know her name? And stop calling me that!” he scowled.

“Well isn't that your name Eugene?” Emma teased grinning particularly emphasizing on his name which made him roll his eyes while others laughed.

“It's Y/N, Y/N Salvatore” you said politely with a smile.

“Cool! Welcome to the ESU Y/N. and call me Flash” he said with a wink “so you guys coming to the kegger tonight right? Johnny said it’s gonna be dope”

“Yes!” Harry and Emma shouted unanimously.

“Uh...I don’t know if I should—” you said reluctantly.

“Oh you should. Our fraternity throws the best parties on campus” Flash insisted.

“Hey by the way, is Felicia coming?” Harry piped in.

“She’s not into you Harry. Let it go already” Emma taunted.

“Shut your mouth, frosty! As if you aren’t after Johnny Storm” he retorted as her cheeks turned pink flustered.

“Parker, maybe you should give this a pass since Brad will be there” Flash said with a grin to which Peter tensed up a little.

“Stop bugging him, Flash!” Emma threw a lettuce from her salad at him and he ducks away, chuckling.

“Who’s Brad?” you turned to Emma curiously.

“Oh he’s just a quarterback of the college football team” she said with a shrug.

“And the new boyfriend of MJ, Peter’s ex” Flash added and Peter wished he could somehow disappear from there. Because talking about first impressions in front of the girl you're completely whipped at first glance he is now some kind of a loser who is still moping about his ex— which he is not by the way as the breakup was completely mutual from both sides.

“Yes and my boy is already over her so shut it Flash!” Harry told him off.

“Ok man whatever you say?” Flash held up his hands in the air casually. 

You continued to eat your lunch while talking about your interests, feeling already welcome in their group as Emma and Harry shared their own fun experiences they had for the past three years. Occasionally your eyes fleeting towards Peter who chose not to take part actively in the conversation instead stayed silent. At one moment you caught him stealing a glance at you but he was quick to look away embarrassed. After you left with Emma finishing your lunch Peter finally turns to Harry.

“What the hell were you trying to do a while ago?” he hissed at him.

“What? I was just helping my very single best friend to get the girl he fell in love at first sight” 

“I didn't fall in love with her,” Peter grumbled.

Harry gasped pretending to be relieved “Oh thank god I really thought you were going to leave me for her” he chuckled as Peter shook his head.

🎃

The party was in full swing, take my breath was playing as the music blared from the boomboxes. After a lot of nagging from Emma you finally said yes to go to the party. She introduced you to a lot of new people from the university including the infamous Johnny Storm apparently on whom Emma had a crush. He was a tall, handsome blonde with greenish-blue eyes and a huge flirt as he did try to hit upon you before Emma dragged him away to dance with her.

Peter had no interest in coming to the party but as always Harry was adamant and dragged him to the frat house. Now he is standing at a corner with a red solo cup in hand half filled with some cheap beer as he watches Harry try his best to woo Felicia Hardy the cheerleading captain of the varsity football team.

You on the other hand have lost sight of Emma as you were looking for her in the crowd and saw Peter standing at a corner alone. You pushed your way through the crowd towards him. Peter suddenly felt all jittery when he saw you approaching him.

“Hey, you’re Peter right?!” you raised your voice so that he can hear you above the loud music.  

“Yeah!” he replied, raising his voice too.

“Have you seen Emma?!” you asked him further.

“No!”

“Oh! I can’t find her either” you said and stood alongside each other in an awkward silence for a moment before Peter finally mustered up some courage.

“You wanna go outside?! It’s pretty loud in here!” he suggested, feeling a bit unsure still hoping you would agree.

“Yeah sure!”

Peter felt a slight relief and happily led you out of the frat house to the lawn.

“Oof it was so loud in there isn't it?” you let out a sigh of relief “I thought my head would blow up with all that noise”

“I know, right?” Peter agreed. Ever since he has gained his heightened senses Peter dreaded parties, the already loud music would be amplified for him a thousand times more. But he could never explain that to anyone.

The air was cold outside but the proximity he was standing next to you had him sweating out of nervousness as he took a large gulp of beer from the plastic cup in his hand.

“So what made you choose physics? Girls are not much interested in this particular field as far as I know” He asked, trying to break the ice.

It made you chuckle lightly. “Ah well I'm actually interested in the theoretical part mostly related to dark matter and stuff. What about you?”

“Well I'm more inclined to its applications. I like to build stuff specially after working under Mr. Stark it piqued my interest”

Your eyes went wide amused. “You worked with the Tony Stark?!”

“Yeah,” he said shyly, scratching the back of his neck.

“No way! Tell me more about it please!”

Peter felt he was some kind of superhero — which he already was but not everybody knows about it. And seeing the admiration for him in your eyes just boosted his confidence as he went on to talk about his experience of working under Tony, meeting the avengers while you listened to him with undivided attention.

You had almost lost track of time when you looked down at your watch “Sorry I’ve to leave now, it's quite late already”

“Yeah sure. I can walk you if you want,” he offered.

“Thank you but I live in an apartment off the campus” you said with a smile “listen if you don’t mind, can I’ve your number?”

Peter was somewhat taken aback in surprise “My number?”

“Yeah. You  are the only one I know from the physics department so I thought you know maybe—”

“Yeah, yeah sure,” he said quickly. You smiled and handed him your phone as he eagerly typed in his number.

“I’ll text you” you said taking back your phone and walked out of the lawn.

Peter stood there with a boyish smile on his face. You’ll text him that whole thing made him feel giddy as if he was back to being a teenager in high school.

🎃

Getting back to your apartment you switched on the lights of the living room and you let out a startled gasp as you were met with a familiar face.

“Nice apartment you got yourself” she commented taking a light stroll around the room examining an antique vase kept on a shelf.

“What are you doing here?” you gritted under your teeth.

“Haww is that how you treat your best friend?” she feigned innocence.

“Best friend?! This is all your fault Rebecca!” you snapped out at her.

“Oh c'mon stop whining. You should be thankful because for me you’re now stronger and faster than any other creature in this world or else you would have been dying in some hospital bed with your pathetic sickle cell anemia” she gloated with her usual smugness.

“Dying would have been a much better option rather than living with this insatiable hunger. I've turned into a blood sucking monster!” you said with a tone of accusation.

When you were 10 your parents found out you are suffering from a rare genetic blood disease with no cure. It restricted you to stay indoors mostly as a small cut will become fatal for you which began to hamper with your career prospects as well.

You were desperate to get rid of this condition and then one day Rebecca persuaded you to volunteer as a test subject to Dr. Morbius’ experiment to find a cure for rare blood diseases which led to you gaining your vampire abilities along with immense bloodlust and since then you’ve blamed her for your miserable condition.

“And now when I’m trying to live a normal life you want to ruin that too” you added.

“The HYDRA is still after us Y/N and I’m just looking out for you” her tone softened as she placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

“Yeah by killing people that’s very thoughtful of you” you deadpanned.

“Hey as per our pact with Morbius we are supposed to feed on people who are guilty of some crime and moreover I haven't killed anyone those were the rogue vampires HYDRA created”

“But still you can’t continue feeding on humans anymore Becca.” you said “There’s already rumors going around and people are getting suspicious”

“By people you mean to say the nerdy dude in your class with spider powers right?”

“No”

“You really think he’s gonna be there for you after knowing the truth?” she said with disdain in her voice.

“Don’t try to make this about me” you snapped.

“We both know Y/N the closest you ever could get to humanity is ripping open that vein and feed on it” she whispered into your ear darkly.

“That will never happen”

“We will see” a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. You blinked and she was gone, disappearing into thin air.

This is the third time you have moved across cities and honestly you're tired of running for your life. After Dr. Morbius refused to hand over the serum of vampirism to the HYDRA by destroying the last of the vials they have been trying to replicate it and combine it with the super soldier serum with no success. Most of their test subjects end up dying due to non compatibility or lack half of the abilities you or Rebecca possessed. Moreover, their physical appearances change from human to more bat-like.

That is why they want to capture both of you and extract the serum from your blood. For the last three years you have managed to escape them with the help of Dr. Morbius due to his vast connections in the science community helping you change colleges without any hassle but you don’t know how long this setup is going to work.

Tired, you went to your room and sat on your bed exhaling deeply. You unlocked your phone and saw Peter’s name in your contacts. You hover your finger over it thinking if you should text him or not but eventually end up texting him.

Y : Hey it's Y/N

He replied instantly.

P : Hi

Y : Do I need to prepare anything for tomorrow's class? A head start would be really nice. Want to make a good impression hehe

P : Don’t worry you're good

Y : Oh ok thanks

Y : See you tomorrow in class then. goodnight :)

Should he add a heart emoji with his reply? he thought. No, no you might think how desperate he is so he settled in keeping it simple.

P : goodnight :)

🎃

And all of a sudden life wasn’t as boring as it used to be for Peter. He found the utmost joy to help you through the curriculum and share notes. He now looks forward to attending classes to spend some time with you, to see you laugh at his silly science puns or just to look at your beautiful face.

Weeks go by just like that with stolen glances and subtle touches as you enjoy each other's company. The tension was evident between you two but none of you could muster up the courage to say it out loud.

“So how’s it going on with Y/N?” Harry asked one day as he and Peter walked back to their dorms.

“It’s going fine, we have been talking after classes,” Peter replied with an impish glee, scratching the back of his head.

“Talking?” Harry gave him an incredulous look totally disappointed with his best friend “dude you should be done with second base by now”

“Relax we are just taking things slow that’s it” Peter huffed, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah sure until she gets bored and finds someone new” he quipped, making Peter stop in his tracks and give him an unamused look “don’t look at me like that. Girls always expect guys to make the first move” Harry added and Peter hung his head low with a sigh.

“I don’t know man, she is a bit closed and reserved. I don’t even know whether she likes me or not”

“Even better reason to spend time with her” Harry pointed out “Bro trust me I’ve seen the way she looks at you don’t mess this one up or else I’ll be the only option left for you” Harry joked puckering his lips.

“Fuck off dude!” Peter shoved him with his elbow playfully.

Later at night Peter was lying on his bed after returning from his night patrol thinking about what Harry told him earlier during the day. And he was right.

He likes you and all the time you have spent together he is this much sure that you like him too at least that’s what he hopes. So he finally decides that tomorrow is going to take the brave step and ask you out. And with that thought he closes his eyes, drifting off to sleep instantly.

A flutter of wind blew by after sometime as you appeared in Peter’s room. You would be lying if you said you knew why you were there yet every night you find yourself in his room. Peter was somewhat peacefully asleep and you wondered what he was dreaming about. A shaft of moonlight, beaming through the curtain illuminated the room dimly.

You remember the night you met for the first time in the dark alley two months ago. Rebecca had pulled you out of your bed at some ungodly hour because she had to feed. You never fed on humans but accompanied her to clear up her mess so that no evidence is left that might blow your cover.

“C’mon now Y/N I know how much you want this. Just have a taste” she lured you, retracting her fangs from the neck of the woman who was barely conscious under your compulsion.

“Stop fooling around and get done with it already!” you said with slight irritation in your voice.

“Well suit yourself” she shrugged and went to sink her teeth again.

That's when Peter interrupted after he saw the woman being forcefully held hostage by you both.

“Hey let her go!” he yelled as you both turned around letting out a snarl. Though you couldn’t see his face behind the mask, you were sure he was shocked to his bones.

Peter couldn’t believe his eyes. In his short span of life he was bitten by a radioactive spider, met super soldiers, assassins, sorcerers, fought aliens but vampires? Is that even possible? He didn’t have much time to ponder about it because he needs to save the lady first. But before he could do anything you vamp speeded and grabbed his throat slamming him against the wall.

“Please let her go, she is innocent” he said calmly.

It was something about his voice that was so calm and soothing as if he was directly talking to the part of you which was still human. Even though his own life was in danger he was thinking about saving the woman first. Then you did the unexpected.

Reaching out your hand you pulled the mask off his face. And swear to god you’d never expected such a handsome face underneath. Your eyes trailed across soft yet firm features. His warm honey brown eyes, slightly crooked nose, that one unruly eyebrow with light freckles dusting his cheeks and nose. His brown curls fluffy and messy due to the mask falling over his face.

“I don’t know what you are but you don’t have to do this” he said softly. He wasn’t fighting you as if he knew you aren’t going to hurt him or anyone willingly.

Your expression softened “Don’t worry we won’t harm her or you” you said loosening your grip around his throat “Just look at me”

You hate to do this, you don’t want him to forget about this night but you also don’t want him to remember this monstrous side of yours. You stared into his eyes with great intensity. Your pupils dilated as Peter looks at you mesmerized.

“You are going to forget about all of this. You found this woman intoxicated in your night patrol and helped her get home safely that's all you will remember”  

Peter nodded and put on his mask as you and Rebecca disappeared from there. That night you returned falling head over heels for a beautiful stranger whom might never meet again. But then you saw him in your biochemistry class and you knew you were meant to cross paths for a reason. Be it coincidence or some twisted fate he was the anchor to your humanity. 

With this undying thirst you’re one step away from giving in and turning into the monster you’ve trying to suppress. You were a lost soul, broken beyond repair until you met him. He is your safe haven that makes you feel alive again.  

You studied his sleeping face as you reached out a hand. How many times you had wished to grab his face and kiss him but couldn’t. Peter stirred in his sleep as you pulled back your hand to snap yourself out of those thoughts and reluctantly disappeared from his room.

🎃

Last week Dr. Kissick partnered you with Peter for a project and both of you were thrilled to be working together. You had to centrifuge a few samples today. Peter prepared the solutions quickly and handed them to you so that you could pipette them out. Your hand touched his for a moment and being the nervous wreck he was, the beaker slipped out of his hand and fell on the floor shattering into pieces.

“Oh shit! It’s my fault” he crouched down quickly and started picking up the glass pieces when a particular sharp piece pierced his skin forming a big cut across his palm as blood gushed out from it. 

“Fuck!” he muttered under his breath. 

“Are you ok?” you kneeled down worried and the sight of blood made you squeamish. You quickly turned to look away but the sweet scent of his blood, wafting through your nostrils made your mouth run dry. Your eyes grow wide in euphoric pleasure at the coppery taste. The taste of blood. You could hear people’s hearts beating louder. Their blood pumping through their veins, hunger starting to take over you slowly.

“Sorry... I've hemophobia here... take this” you stuttered as you handed over your napkin shakily. 

“Hey your eyes,” Peter's brows drew together as your eyes appeared darker than usual to him. You quickly turned your face again and blinked your eyes to make the veins disappear.

“What’s with my eyes?” you asked, pretending to be clueless. 

“They…. looked different” he told with a look of confusion.

“They’re perfectly fine. Here let me tie that for you” you took his hand in yours and tied your napkin securing his wound.

“You should get it cleaned and bandaged. We can carry on with this tomorrow”

Now how does he say to you that due to his super healing he has already started to heal and maybe the cut has already disappeared by now but he nods instead.

“Um, so ah, do you wanna, uh… I don’t know um…” Peter fumbled.

“Wanna what?”

“I don’t know maybe just uh..” he paused “we could at least work on the theoretical portion of the experiment”

“Yeah sure” you said quickly.

“Ok… so where do—” he was fiddling with his hands nervously.

“My place at six” you answered before he could finish his question.

🎃

Hearing the doorbell you rushed to open the door though you had sensed the moment he stepped in the building. Peter stood there in one of his checked flannel shirts that he used to wear over his science pun t-shirts. A soft smile etched on his lips as he gave you a small “Hey” 

“Hi… come in” you said breathily and stepped aside to let him in. “Sorry it's a little messy”

“What? If this is messy you should drop by our dorm sometime” he chuckled looking around your apartment. It was cozy with minimal decoration and had two bedrooms with a kitchen though one of the bedrooms is locked he noticed. “So you live alone?” 

“Yeah for now. I'm looking for a roommate though” you said “Please sit down and make yourself comfortable”

He sat down on the couch keeping his backpack on the side.

“By the way how is your hand?” you asked. 

“Oh it’s fine I told you it was a minor scratch see?” He showed you his palm which had a very faint line of the cut “All healed.”

“That's good. So I had already started off a little bit with the data we had collected earlier in class. I think we should just directly get into it” you proposed.

“Yeah sure” he nodded.

You set down your notebooks on the coffee table and sat down beside him. You began brainstorming ideas to incorporate in your project as you simultaneously took notes. Peter watched you scribble in the notebook completely focused with your brows drawn together. A stray strand of hair falling in front of your face as Peter resisted the urge to reach out his hand and brush it off.

He finally takes in your appearance. You were more casually dressed in a plain t-shirt and sweat shorts exposing a good amount of your legs up to your thighs. Perversely Peter wanted to run his hands across them and feel your soft skin but he had to shake those thoughts off. It’s a rush of dopamine, serotonins, oxytocin and endorphins which makes it hard for him to think straight around you. He just wants to kiss you, hold you close and feel every inch of you. You had a certain kind of hold over his mind and body that he cannot explain. 

Peter falls silent, lost in his own thoughts which makes you finally look up at him to find his gaze fixed on you. 

“What? What is it?” your hand reached up to your face. 

“Huh?” he blinked, owlishly shaken out of his daze. 

“Is something there on my face?” you asked. 

Peter had no idea what came over him as he leaned over pressing his lips on yours then to pull back quickly as you sat there frozen with wide eyes being caught off guard.

“I'm so sorry, so sorry I didn't mean to do that. I don't know what came into me. It's just you are so pretty and I kinda like you, like a lot actually since the first day we met. And I can't stop thinking about you” he rambled before pausing as he realized how inappropriate it sounded “wait that's not what I meant” 

“Peter” you touched his face gently, pressing your lips on his lips for a long chaste kiss “I like you too” and now it was his turn to be surprised. 

Peter had always imagined this particular moment in his head a number of times. Of how he would confess his feelings to you hoping you’d tell him that you felt the same way for him too. He’d then kiss you so passionately leaving you breathless. He would show you how much he loved you. But now that you finally said what he wanted to hear he feels paralysed thinking this might be a dream after all. But the feeling of your warm hand still resting on his face tells him otherwise.

“You do?” he asked, still in disbelief.

“Mmhm” you nodded “I have always liked you Peter since the day we met but then I heard about Gwen and MJ so I thought you weren't interested in a relationship or me” 

Peter scooted closer to you and cupped your face with his large calloused palms.

“God no. Y/N, you don't know you make me feel things” his soft brown eyes gazing into yours “I don’t know what it is but I always felt some kind of connection with you even if you weren’t around me I could feel you. And I’ve never felt like this with anyone before. I love you Y/N. I-I” 

You didn’t even let him finish as your hand winded around the back of his neck and pulled him closer crashing your lips into his. His one hand cradles the side of your face while the other slides down to your waist, pulling you on his lap as you sit astride. Your fingers thread through his brown curls as you kiss him deeply. His tongue traced your lips and you moaned quietly letting it slip past your lips to explore your mouth.

Peter’s grip on your waist grew tighter as you grind your hips harder, feeling him grow under you. Arousal pools between your legs, the rough texture of denim jeans rubbing against your core through your thin shorts felt exquisite. His lips trails down your jaw and collarbone. You tilted your head back further, his hot mouth against your skin made goosebumps rise on your body. 

Your head dropped in the crook of his neck when he nipped at the pulse point behind your ear. You were slowly losing control over yourself. You could feel the blood under his warm pale skin...pulsating, flowing. The carotid artery...right there. If you puncture it just right, you can control the blood flow. Takes practice, but it doesn't have to make a mess. You don't have to waste any. One sink of your teeth in it and you could have a taste of that sweet elixir. You were quick to shake yourself from those thoughts and gently nibbled on his skin.

Peter groaned, simply not able to get enough of you. His hands wander all over your body as he continues kissing down your neck. You softly moan his name and God was that sound better than he dreamed. There is so much more he wants to do to you but he knows he must go slow, he wants to savor each and every moment engraving in his memory. 

After the hot frenzied kiss, your kisses turned slow, soft and sweet. You wanted to feel more of him as you rolled your hips moaning softly.

“Y/N if you continue doing this I don’t think I could hold back anymore” Peter murmured against your lips breathless. 

“And I don't want you to hold back,” you said with hooded eyes, equally breathless. 

“Fuck” he rasped, lifting you off the couch effortlessly. You wrapped your legs around him as he carried you to your bedroom. 

You wake up the next morning staring up at the ceiling of your bedroom. You glance over to your side and there he is looking ethereal as the sunlight streams through the small opening of the curtains falling over his face. Peter looked so calm that you could watch him all day. His usually well-kept brown locks were a mess. His mouth is slightly parted as he lets out soft snores. He’s laying on his stomach with one hand snuck underneath the pillow, the other lazily wrapped around you.

The feeling of his warm skin against yours brings back all the memories of last night. It was slow, soft and sweet. From beginning to end. You’d imagine it a lot of times in your head but it turned out to be much better than your imagination. He was slow and gentle, taking his sweet time knowing you and your body. His lips explored your body as your hands explored his.

You try to remember how he felt, how he held you close as if you were the most fragile thing in the world. It sent tingles all over your body as you tried to remember it all but that one moment of pure bliss. You remember gazing into his eyes while he was deep inside you. And the only thing you saw was pure love and adoration he had for you. Your moans and whimpers were music to his ears as he drew pleasure out of your body. His own grunts and low hums filling the room as you fell into his arms finally exhausted.

“I love you” he whispered.

“I love you too” you had whispered him back drifting off to sleep.

It was something you’ve never experienced before. Something you never thought you would experience.

After sometime you watch him stir in his sleep and flutter his eyes open, a smile instantly spreading across his face.

“Hi” he said in his deep morning voice 

“Hi” you said, smiling back at him.

“You look even more beautiful in the morning” he said gently tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear.

“Shut up” you blushed “we need to get up or we will be late for our classes today”

“I don’t wanna go,” he said, wrapping his hands around pulling you closer “this is better. Let’s stay like this all day”

“Not happening mister you’ve to finish the project the deadline is this week” you reminded him. He lets out a small huff in protest nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. You stayed like that for a while soaking in the moment before getting ready for your classes.

Later in the day you were sitting at the cafeteria with Emma as Flash went on and on about. Peter leaned down to place a light peck on your lips as you scooted aside to make space for him. 

“You finally grew some balls Parker!” Flash pats his back with a grin.

“You guys knew?” You asked them a little surprised

“Hate to break it to you honey” Emma said “but you guys weren't quite subtle”

“You should have seen the morning glow on his face today” Harry grinned widely “you finally stole my boyfriend Y/N”

You and Peter looked away shyly feeling your face heat up.

“Well we are happy for both of you at least we don't have to listen to Peter moping about how much he likes you” Emma snickered before changing the topic “Okay now let's talk about the most important matter on hand that is this week’s Halloween party. So who are we dressing up as this year?” 

“Witches and warlocks,” Flash said.

“We already did that”

“How about vampires? We can go dressed as the characters from the movie buffy the vampire slayer” Harry suggested.

“Not bad idea” Emma perked up “You know I was always curious to know how it feels to be a vampire in the living world and controlling your bloodlust” 

“Oh you wouldn't want to know that” you mumbled under your breath sarcastically but Emma caught it.

“Huh you said something?” 

“No, nothing. I think it's a great idea we should totally go as vampires” 

🎃

If Peter knew what he was going up against he would have considered calling for backup but it's too late now. Earlier during his night patrol Peter saw one man seizing a guy as another man punched him in his guts. He was quick to intervene, webbing the three muggers as the guy who was getting beaten up ran away as soon as he got the chance.

But Peter didn’t expect that was coming next as he saw the two men in front of him ripped away his webbing as they let out an animalistic growl baring their teeth. Their canines are ridiculously long and sharp along with their inhuman reflexes. He is so baffled by it that he didn’t see the fist being hurled straight to his face hitting squarely at his nose. 

He falls flat head hitting the rough ground as blood rushes out of his nose. Those men assumed he was unconscious as they talked in low whispers when another man arrived informing “We couldn't find Y/N Salvatore” 

They were looking for you but why were they looking for you? And what do they have to do with you? As these questions revolved in his head Peter decided to swing by your apartment at this hour in the night. He doesn’t care if has to reveal his identity to you which he has been meaning to tell you for a while now but he needs to make sure you are safe first. He laid there without moving a muscle until they left. 

He hangs down your window to find your room empty. The lights were off too. You were not at home which he found strange since it was so late at night. And then something caught his eyes. As if someone was moving in the living room. 

Peter slid up the window and stepped inside your apartment. He took off his mask and tiptoed to the living room but there was no one then he noticed the door of your spare bedroom open. He walked inside cautiously to find a huge freezer stacked with blood bags of different blood groups. He picks up one bag as he wracked his brain wondering what are you storing blood bags for.

“Hello bug-boy” 

Peter is startled by Rebecca's voice as he drops the blood bag and turns around to find her smiling at him crookedly.

“You are not Y/N. Who are you and what are you doing in her apartment?” 

Peter was about to press his web shooters on his wrists but before he could do that Rebecca vamp speeded her way and grabbed him by his throat and slammed him against the wall.

“Wha-what are you?” Peter’s words came out choked.

“Ah those same old questions, who are you? What are you? Why are you doing this?” she scoffed, rolling her eyes dramatically

“Well you see I'm a vampire and so does your precious Y/N. We’re the predatory species. We enjoy the hunt, the feed and the kill. And when the guilt gets too bad... we switch off our humanity and revel in it”

"What?" none of it registered with Peter as he looked at her even more confused. He grabbed on her hand to loosen her iron like grip but it was all in vain as she grinned baring her sharp white fangs.

“I’ve never tasted a spider’s blood, it would be fun you know” she licked the side of his face and was about to puncture his skin with her teeth. Just then you burst into your apartment your eyes going wide in shock at the scene in front of you.

“Rebecca!” You yelled vamp speeding towards her and snapped her neck. Her limp body collapsed on the floor with a thud as you ran your hands all over Peter’s body to make sure he was unharmed.

“Oh my god Peter, are you ok?”

“Y/N! What-what did you do?!” He was visibly panicking.

“Peter, she will be fine, just relax ok?” 

“Relax? You-you just snapped her neck Y/N how can I relax? And-and how did you move so fast. And why are you storing blood bags?!” he rambled.

You took a deep breath realizing that it's time you told everything to him “Peter, we need to talk. Can we just sit down please?” 

“No Y/N. First I need to know what's going on? Who is this woman?” 

“She's my friend and whatever you saw and heard everything is true”

“What do you mean?”

“Peter, everything you know… and every belief you have is about to change. Are you ready for that? I’m not what I appear”

His eyebrows draw together in a frown “What are you saying? I don’t understand a thing”

“You will,” you said softly. Your eyes grew darker as dark veins appeared across your face. Your lips parted revealing a set of long, sharp fangs. Peter’s eyes almost popped out of his sockets in shock and disbelief. 

“I can't believe this. This is impossible”

“This is what it is,” you said calmly.

“How? When?”

You both sat down on the couch. Peter listened to you patiently as you told him each and everything without leaving any minute detail. After knowing everything you had expected him to be angry with you for lying to him but he did the complete opposite. 

“I’m sorry you had to go through all of this” he said, placing his hand over yours gently.

“It’s ok I’ve made peace with this life a longtime ago”

“So all those dead bodies?”

“It wasn't us, I swear we don’t kill people. Those were the new vampires the HYDRA created but due to their faulty serum they turn into savages and lose control over themselves killing anyone on sight”

All of a sudden Peter starts laughing and you look at him confused.

“What? Why are you laughing?”

“Nothing it’s just funny how I had pictured in my mind about you reacting to me showing up in my spiderman suit and I would have to make you understand but instead you’re the one who surprised me”

“That’s natural, it’s not everyday you get to see a living vampire” you snickered “Plus I knew who you were from the beginning”

“You knew I was spiderman?! How?” and yet another surprise for him.

“Well it wasn’t at the university you first saw me. We’ve met before but I compelled you to forget” you winced a little.

“Compel? You mean hypnotize?”

“Yeah, sort of. Just look into my eyes ok?” Peter nodded looking straight into your eyes and watched your pupils dilate “remember” you uttered. 

It felt like a heavy fog was lifted from a part of his memories as everything started coming back again. It was the night he helped that woman in the alley who couldn’t remember how she got there in the first place. He remembers seeing Rebecca with her arm wrapped around the woman’s neck as she sank her pointed teeth on her neck then he interrupted you as you grabbed him by his throat and slammed on the wall. 

“I'm sorry I hid it from you and erased your memories. I understand if you don't want to be in this relationship anymore and want to break up” you mumbled glancing at your hands on your lap.

Peter shushes you, placing a finger on your lips “You talk too much you know that?” 

“But Peter?” 

“I don't care if you are a human or a vampire. I mean look at me I’m a kind of mutant myself.” he cradles your face with his hands “I loved you for the person you are Y/N and nothing is going to stop me from loving you any more”

“Thank you Peter” you sniffled kissing him softly.

“I could have given you my blood to cure your wounds but you already have super healing” you said.

“Your blood can cure wounds?!” he raises his eyebrows amused.

“Yeah and also turn into a vampire if you die with it in your system” you shrugged.

🎃

“As long as I keep a healthy diet and blood in my system...my body functions pretty normal”

You wished you had rather compelled Peter to forget everything again because his curiosity knew no bounds as he badgers you with hundreds of questions.

“But how can you walk in the sun?” he asked as you walked down the sidewalk out of your apartment.

“I'm a mutated human with vampirism not a vampire from twilight or any other American tv show Peter” you said entering a bodega across the street. Last night you hadn’t much to eat after all the chaos and now you were starving. You picked up garlic bread from the rack and ripped the wrapper open to eat. 

“Aren’t vampires not supposed to eat garlic?” Peter pointed out while he picked up a packet of doritos and mint flavored gum for himself.

“If I have to give up eating garlic bread I would rather prefer to put a stake through my heart myself instead” you joked.

“So garlic isn't deadly for you?”

“No Peter and neither is holy water nor vervain”

You walked to the counter as Peter paid his bill. 

“Miss you need to pay for that too” the man behind the counter told you pointing at the half eaten bread in your hand.

“Watch this” you gave a sly wink to Peter.

“I’m not going to pay for this, instead you’ll be giving me another one for free,” you said, staring deeply into the man’s eyes as he nodded and handed you another packet. 

“Thank you” you said sweetly and walked out of the store with Peter behind you.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” he said warily.

“What? He willingly gave this to me” you laughed “C’mon bug boy let’s see who reaches at the top first” you said pointing at the tall building ahead of you.

“Y/N wait” he whisper yelled looking around nervously to check if anyone was around and then cast a web to swing up the building.

“Too slow” you teased standing at the top of the building.

“Well not everybody can alter minds if they are caught jumping across buildings by people” he grimaced.

“Yeah that’s true” you sat on the edge of the building with Peter to finish eating.

“Ok last question. Hypothetically speaking if you were to have a child will it be part vampire?”

“Mhmm” you shook your head “vampires can’t procreate but you’d love to try” you winked mischievously. You swallowed the last bite and stood up, spreading your arms wide diving off the terrace into a free fall. “See you in class!” 

“Y/N no!” Peter shrieked before heaving a sigh of relief when you landed on your feet unharmed.

After telling the truth to Peter you were feeling a lot lighter. It unleashed the carefree side of yours where you don’t have to hide anything, not at least around him. For the first time you are actually enjoying your powers.

Later in class you reached out for your water bottle to have your hourly fill as prof Ballinger went on with his lecture. You took a sip and instantly spit it back inside the bottle due to the weird taste. 

“Pomegranate juice?” you frowned partly annoyed partly worried because you need to feed unless you want to turn into a blood sucking rage monster in the middle of the classroom. 

Peter was sitting beside you as he sensed your restlessness and then noticed dark veins appearing below your eyes. 

“Y/N your eyes” he whispered “is everything ok?”

“No I’m hungry” 

“I have a granola bar if you want” he offered as you fixed him with a are you being serious? look and Peter was quick to realize what you actually meant by being hungry.

“It's ok Y/N you don't have to be upset” he said sympathetically not knowing what he should be doing exactly to help you.

“I'm not sad! I'm just freaking hungry!” you hissed at him.

“Ok, ok calm down” he said when an idea struck his mind as he brought his wrist near your mouth “you can—” 

Your eyes grew wide realizing what Peter was suggesting.

“No Peter no. I’m not feeding on you or anyone. I just need to get out of here as soon as possible”

There were fifteen minutes left for the class to end and every minute felt like eons. As soon as the lecture ended you sprinted out of the classroom with Peter running behind you. You ran to the backside of the university so that nobody would see you leaving in that state.

“Shall I come with you?” Peter said worriedly.

“No it's fine you can go back” 

And as you were about to jump across the boundary wall you heard Rebecca.

“Looking for this?” 

You turned around to see her standing with a wide grin on her face and a blood bag in her hand. 

“You!” you growled and went to snatch it from her “Give that to me!”

“Ah ah not so fast” she laughed enjoying your misery “You’re really stubborn. You’d die out of thirst but would never feed”

“Why are you doing this to me?!” 

“Bitch you snapped my neck last night!” she snapped at you angrily.

“You were going to kill Peter!” you snapped back at her.

“No I wasn’t. I just wanted to have a little taste. He looks sooo yummy. ugh!  How do you even control yourself around him?”

“Stay away from him this is the last time I’m warning you” you glared at her.

“Okay. Don’t have to get all possessive he’s not even my type” 

“Well I’m glad to hear that now give me that. Now give me that!” you snatched the blood bag. 

“The HYDRA are closing in” she said with a serious tone “They know our location it’s better we leave this place”

“I’m not going anywhere”

“What? Are you out of your mind?!”

“No Becca. I had enough of this constantly hiding and running away”    

“Do whatever you want but I'm getting out of here”

“Yeah do what you're best at running away and hiding but I ain't leaving” you chided “C'mon Peter”  

You turned on your heels and strided back to the college building. But Peter wasn’t quite done yet as he turned to Rebecca.

“How can you be so arrogant and glib after everything you've done?” he said crossing his arms across his chest.

“And how can you be so brave and stupid calling a vampire arrogant and glib?” she quipped, narrowing her eyes. 

Peter’s brows draw in a frown slightly offended “If you'd wanted me dead I'd be dead” 

“Yes I would” 

“But I'm not”

“Yet” she sassed as Peter raised his eyebrows stunned.

“God knows what she sees in you” she muttered walking past him giving him a sidelong glance and then disappeared. 

🎃

It was the night of Halloween. You made your way to the frat house to find Peter waiting outside for you outside as angel from buffy the vampire slayer in all black t-shirt and jeans with a leather jacket totally not his style, pretty sure Harry helped him but he looked good. 

“You would make a really cute vampire” you approached him with a cheeky grin.

“Haha very funny” he scowled. You were dressed as Drusela in a red gothic maxi dress with a macabre choker but then Peter noticed something missing in your costume “where are your fangs Dru?” he teased.

“Sweetie, why would I wear those fake plastic fangs when I got the real ones?” you grinned as Peter gave an amused look when your fangs lengthened out.

Streets was playing when you stepped inside the house. The music thuds out through the open doors, as well as streaks of neon red light and artificial smoke. 

You spot Harry and Emma near the kitchen filling up their red solo cups with the spiked red punch. As decided, Harry was dressed as Spike and Emma as Darla.

“Finally you showed up! We were waiting for you guys” she said, handing you and Peter a glass. Your fangs did not miss her keen eyes “wow those fangs look so real”

“Yeah got them on ebay this was the last piece” you lied as Peter stifled a grin.

“Cool! Ok Let’s dance now” she dragged you both to the dance floor. Though you know the real reason for her over enthusiasm was Johnny Storm. Harry spots Felicia in a sexy black catsuit and beelines his way towards her to try out his luck.

After sometime the speakers switch to something slower and sexier, with a playful, insistent beat. 

Love chained by cannons playing

Tell me, baby, things will never change Yet I know the truth, honey, nothing stays the same I can feel you pulsing through my veins Just wrap me up, I'm going down in love chained

Peter pulled you into his arms, putting your hands around his neck and his large, warm hands on my hips. He easily pulls you into a rhythm. It was kind of surprising to see his confident side, him taking control and honestly you were loving it.

“I like your fangs,” Peter tells you gazing into your eyes.

“Really?” you raised your brows.

“Yeah they make you look even more sexy”

“Hmm I think someone here has a bite kink” your lips curl to a smirk.

“And I’ve no shame in admitting that” he said in a husky voice. His grip tightening around your waist as he pulls you impossibly closer to his body.

Baby, it's true Send all your love to me I dream a dream for me

You dance for hours completely wrapped up in each other, tireless as you don't want this moment to end. Your eyes wander around the room. 

Emma and Johnny are still dancing, though Emma seems tipsy so it looks more like swaying, with Johnny half holding her up. Felicia and Harry have disappeared and you perfectly know where. Flash is passed out on the couch with other half-drunk students. Slowly the party winded up as everyone started to head back to their dorms.

“I think I’ll head out, too,” you said to Peter.

“Can I at least walk you out of the campus?” he asked as you gave him a small nod, smiling.

The night air was crisp and windless. Only a few lights shine out from the buildings and dorms on campus. A blanket of stars overhead glitter in the dense night sky.

“I enjoyed tonight” Peter said, lacing his hand with yours as you walked side by side.

You glanced up at him smiling “yeah me too. Felt like a normal human after a long time”

“Text me when you reach home,” Peter said reaching at the campus gates.

“I will” you nodded and parted with a kiss.

You walked down the street and turned towards your neighborhood. And a sudden paranoia hits you, your skin feeling prickly. Maybe it’s just the alcohol, but you think you heard footsteps behind you. They seem a little too quick, like the person is trying to catch up to you. 

Pausing at a corner, you sneaked a glance over your shoulder and saw the outline of a tall, broad man about a hundred yards back. He’s wearing a sweatshirt, hands stuffed in the pockets and hood pulled up. You picked up your pace and decided to take a detour to get them off your back. But later you got the idea to catch your stalker instead. So you hid in a narrow alley and as the man became visible you grabbed him from the back.

“You really think you’re way too smart. That I won’t know about you following me” you gritted under your teeth winding your arm around his neck in a headlock.

He clawed on your hands trying to get himself free but you were stronger and faster than him anyways.

“They are here to catch you. You can’t run anymore” he choked out.

“Who?” you barked and then you felt something prick on the side of your neck.

A sudden sharp wave of pain ripples through your body and you drop on the gravelly road. The sedative started to show it’s effect making you feel light headed as the world around you started to fade into darkness. Your eyes felt heavy, vision going hazy as you caught a glimpse of your attacker before you fell unconscious. HYDRA.

🎃

Peter found it strange when you didn’t text back last night but he brushed it off thinking you must have been tired and had fallen asleep as soon as you reached home. But today when you didn’t show up for classes that’s what got Peter worried.

He was about to go to Emma after classes to see if she knew something when he met her in the hallway.

“Hey, have you seen Y/N?” Emma asked.

“I was going to ask you the same question” 

“You don’t know where she is?” she gave him a confused look.

“No, I've been trying her phone since last night but it’s going straight to her voicemail” he replied.

“That’s strange” Emma chewed on her bottom lip with a frown. 

Peter was literally worried for you now when he remembered you telling him about how HYDRA is after you and then Rebecca had also come to warn you the other day. As things started to add up Peter panicked.

“I gotta go,” he said hurriedly.

“Where?”

“I need to find Y/N” he already turned to leave.

“Shall I come?” Emma shouted.

“No, it's fine. I'll let you know when I find her” Peter ran out of the university. 

Peter was panting heavily given how fast he ran to reach your apartment; he twisted the doorknob to find it locked. Without wasting a second he broke the lock giving it a hard twist using his strength and entered your apartment to find it empty. 

By the look at the surroundings everything appears to be untouched hinting that you did not return home last night. The little hairs on his body stood up telling him someone is there in the apartment.

“I know you're here Rebecca,” Peter said with a serious tone.

“You're getting smart huh” Rebecca appeared from behind the drapes and this time Peter was quick to pin her to the adjacent wall with a firm grip around her neck.

“What did you do? Where is Y/N?!” he growled at her anger flashing in his eyes.

“Woah calm down I didn’t do anything it was the HYDRA. They took her” she squeaked out wrapping her hands around his arm as she struggled to get out of his hold “let me go Peter!” 

“Not unless you tell me where they took her!” 

“It's an isolated building in the tri state area” she choked out an answer as Peter let her go. She gasped holding her neck “next time you do that I'm going to rip your neck apart” she threatened glowering at him.

“I’m sorry” Peter said calming down “we need to save her Rebecca they will kill her and I can’t do this without your help”

“I'll help” she said softly surprising Peter who wasn’t expecting her to agreeing on helping him “I know she blames me for everything which is true but she is my best friend and I'm not gonna let her die whatever it takes” 

“Thank you” Peter said.

🎃

It was almost midnight when they reached the abandoned area not a single soul could be seen around. Peter and Rebecca stood on top of a building adjacent to the warehouse you were held captive.

“Isn't this nice? Working as a team to save the love of your life. It's all so ra ra go team yeah!” Rebecca joked, quite confident about saving you though Peter didn’t find it funny.

“Can you just shut up and focus on the task?!” Peter hissed at her with a scowl on his face and activated his iron spider suit. 

“Ok dude chill” she rolled her eyes and looked down at the entrance of the building.

“So what are we just gonna storm into the building without any backup?” he remarked.

“Who needs backup when you've me? I'll distract them while you get in and bring her out” she said before jumping from the terrace and landing in front of the building.

“Woo hoo anybody home? There's a big bad vampire out here” she mockingly called out in her sweet voice meanwhile Peter had the urge to face palm seeing her over dramatic antics. 

And in the blink of an eye she was surrounded by a bunch of newly turned vampires as they pounced on her with their exposed fangs. Rebecca dodged them off swiftly and caught hold of one wrapping her arm around his neck in a chokehold. 

“You newbies really think you can win against me?” she snarled fangs protruding as she tore down his throat drinking deeply and tossed his lifeless body away. Peter was stunned to watch the brutality with which she continued to snap their necks and rip their hearts out of their body with no hint of regret or remorse in her eyes.

“What, are you waiting for some formal invitation?!” she shouted at Peter with mouth smeared with blood. Peter shook himself back to reality and swung inside the building.

Meanwhile you slowly started to regain your consciousness, fluttering your eyes open. The first thing you noticed was the excruciating pain on your right arm. A tube was inserted in your vein as blood flowed out steadily. Your hands and legs were restrained to a chair with thick straps.

You looked around the place you were being held captive in what looked like a basement of some old warehouse. You had to get out of here before anyone came. You tugged and pulled on the restraints but it was of no use as you were too weak and needed blood.

“Look who’s finally awake?” a voice echoed through the room. You stopped whatever you were doing and sat still. You weren’t afraid as the man stepped inside the room. He’s slim, pale and dressed in formals with a lab coat over it. Behind him were two other bulky and tall men who appeared to be clearly injected with the supersoldier serum mixed with the vampire serum.

You recognized the man instantly “Crown?!”

He clicked his tongue, smiling wickedly “Ah so you still remember me good to know”

“Why am I here?! What do you want?!” you demanded.

“That I’ve always wanted. The key to vampirism. Morbius thought if he destroys all his works I won’t be able to get my hands on the serum. But he forgot that I can extract it from the blood of his little test subjects. You’re perfect... retaining all your human characteristics even after the mutation” his eyes sparkling in admiration as if you’re a prized possession.

“Release me and I’ll show you what else I’ve retained” you snarled at him.

Dr. Crown lets out a humorless laugh “even if I release you you are too weak to do anything. I made sure of that by draining half of the blood from your body”

And just then Peter breaks into the basement to find you tied up to a chair. Dr. Crown gave a slight nod to the soldiers asking them to get rid of Peter. They attacked him immediately but Peter was quick to web them up. He rushed to you and ripped off the restraints from your hands and legs.

“What are you doing here?” you asked weakly.

“Rescuing you” 

“You can’t stay here, it's dangerous” just then he heard a ripping sound as he turned around to see the two vampires tearing off his webs like a piece of cloth.

“Spider man you really thought your pesky little webs could hold my two master assassins turned vampires” Dr. Crown laughed wickedly

“Peter, go away!” you shouted at him.

“No I won't, not without you!” 

“You can't fight them alone and I'm too weak to help you! Run from here please” you begged him to leave when an idea struck Peter's mind as he webbed them up again shooting double the amount of webs to buy some time. He pressed the spider button on his suit and it disintegrated. 

He laid you down on the floor and picked up a shard of broken glass from the floor and slashed near the wrist of his right hand as blood gushed out from the cut.

“Y/N. My wrist,” he said, holding up your head. “Drink. You need more blood” he held out his wrist near your mouth.

“I can't Peter, what if I lose control and hurt you?” you resisted shaking your head even though the smell of his blood has increased your craving ten fold.

“You won't, I trust you” his gaze was soft and reassuring as you hesitantly took his hand in your gentle grasp and brought it to your lips. Dark veins appeared beneath your eyes as you sank your teeth into his wrist.

Peter's eyes rolled back into his head. He winced and pulled you against his chest in a tight embrace, stroking your hair. The sensation was so engrossing as you drew blood from him. He felt like he was giving himself to you.

The first taste of his blood and you felt like your body was set ablaze; it was pure ecstasy. His warm blood was so rich and soothing as it slid down your throat you never had anything before like that. All you knew was you needed more of him. You could feel your self control faltering, entranced by his blood.

“Y/N” Peter groaned, feeling a little dizzy. His voice broke you out from your trance as you let him go.

Meanwhile the two super soldiers turned vampires have torn out of Peter’s webs as they stalked towards the both of you. You have got your strength back as you stood up, eyes dark full of rage and hunger.

One of them let out a roar and swung his heavy fist. You caught hold of his hand as if it was nothing and dug your fingers into his chest ripping out his heart. Peter didn’t have to do much after that as he watched you take on them single handedly snapping their necks and ripping their hearts out. 

Fear gripped on to Dr. Crown as he tried to flee the spot but before he could do that you vamp speeded and caught hold of him. The veins beneath your eyes darkened as fangs protruded, hunger taking over you. 

You tried your best, you really did but the taste of human blood after such a long time had you craving for more. The bloodlust mixed with whatever was going around right now seemed to do better than your self control. You cocked your head as you approached him, smirk painting your lips.

“You know... you should have ran away at your first chance” your voice was a soft purr despite the snarl you spoke with. And without a second thought you pounced on him, sinking your teeth on his neck. 

Peter watched you with wide eyes slowly sucking the life out of him. For a moment he couldn't recognize you anymore. You appeared like a savage predator ravaging its prey.

Dr. Crown screamed and struggled in pain as you drained the last ounce of blood from his body and finally let go of him. His limp body falls on the ground with a thud. You stand there, blood dripping down the corners of your mouth and eyes dark blinded with bloodlust. 

“Y/N?” Peter called out to you with a shuddery breath maintaining a safe distance from you. You turned around and let out an animalistic growl with your fangs on full display. 

“Y/N it's me Peter. Everything is fine, just listen to my voice” Peter took a step forward cautiously “you’re safe, nobody is going to harm you. Try to control yourself” he took another step “I know you can do it. You would never hurt anyone” 

It seemed to work as you began to come back to your senses. Slowly the dark veins around your eyes faded away as your fangs retracted back and you were back to your normal self again.

“Peter?” you glanced at your blood stained hands as guilt washed over your face at the fact that you lost control.

Peter was quick to pull you in his tight embrace. He pressed gentle kisses to your forehead whispering encouraging words that everything is going to be fine. You didn’t do anything wrong.

It was almost sunrise when you returned back to your apartment. Peter had informed S.H.I.E.L.D about the situation before he came to rescue you and they were quick to seize the building after a short interrogation they had allowed both you and Rebecca to leave. You and Peter sat on the terrace of your apartment building silently as the chilly morning breeze blew against your faces. Peter was the first to break the silence.   

“You should join the avengers you know”

You chuckled softly “Me and the avengers? You’re kidding right?” 

“No, I'm serious. You’re fast, strong, and can control minds. It will be nice to have you on the team. I can talk to Mr. Stark if you’re interested. I’m sure everyone will be happy to meet you.”

You looked into his eyes and you knew he was being serious “I don’t know Peter the HYDRA is still after me and you just saw how I almost lost control. I would be more of a threat than any help”

“Hey, you're not a threat to me” he said softly, placing a reassuring hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t lie Peter. I saw the look on your face and you were terrified of the monster I turned into, of me”

“No that’s not true”

“Then look me in the eye Peter. Look me in the eye and say that for one moment you didn’t feel scared, you didn’t feel I will kill you too” 

Peter takes your face in his warm hands making you look at him. 

“I was never scared of you Y/N or ever will be. I admire you. After everything you have gone through you didn’t let go of the humanity inside you. You remained strong and fought against them alone all these years but not anymore. From now on I’ll be there by your side...and whenever you feel you’re losing yourself I'll always be there to bring you back I promise” he said pressing his forehead to yours.

Tears brimmed in your eyes at his words. “sometime I really think I don’t deserve you Peter”

“And then I would kiss you like this” he captured your lips in a tender kiss “and make you realize that you deserve the world” 

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[tedturneriscrazy]

Here's Eclipse Lake, an episode that has been highly anticipated! Will it top Knock, Knock, Knockin' On Hooty's Door?

I'll skip the pretense: No. It won't.

You'll see under the cut.

Hmm, that list of ingredients for the Grimwalker...I'll let other people theorize about this (like @sepublic ), but it sure looks like a thing

Guess the mysterious green goo won't cut it, huh?

Belos face reveal already?! Huh, didn't expect it so soon.

Oh, no, he's hot! (And I'm mad about it)

Still an ass, though

Now we know why Hunter was wearing a different outfit (because people fixated on that for some reason)

Amity with the clipboard gives me strong Dipper vibes

GHOST! My beloved!

I need a moment because CAT!

(Also, someone pointed out earlier that Ghost was based on Dana's cat, and that's super obvious in hindsight)

Raine?! Oh, wait, you mean rain. Sigh.

Eda gets training tips from DBZ confirmed

(Also Amity's face when reacting to Eda's explanation is priceless)

Oh God Eda's a weeb I need another moment

Damn, Amity just straight up calling Eda old

Oh, loopy Luz

(The abomination holding the tissue box is adorable for many reasons)

Yeah, don't want Luz to eat the McGuffin

I have several questions about those Tamagotchis that I'll refrain from listing here

Amity your Odalia is showing

Girlfriend counter: 1

(Yes I am introducing a counting gag, deal with it)

Was wondering if they were ever gonna reference the dissection incident. We've come a long way, baby!

Oh, so that's what everyone was looking at

Luz honey your enthusiasm is admirable but no

Luz burrito is quite cute, though

Girlfriend counter: 2

(Damn, still wild to think that that's the case)

Just occurred to me that "Boots" is probably shortened from "Bossyboots" from earlier

Guess the Luz hiss compilation needs to be updated again

Those tunnels ain't the only thing around here that's unstable, amirite?

Oops, guess Kiki was justified, after all

Maybe don't talk so loudly about your plans, dude

That is her son, get it right!

Serves you right for having that stupid strand of hair sticking out like that

Is this just the episode where everyone dunks on White Boy? Because I can totally get behind that.

Already mentioned this, but I am loving the parallels between Katara and Amity with that bottle of abomination goo. Insert obligatory "Two Nickels" meme here about Mae Whitman.

We really are just dunking on the white boy and I am living for it

Hooty had to get it from somewhere, I suppose

Nothing says mother-son bonding like shooting things at each other (see also: Separate Tides)

I'm sure the magic bouncing off the veins won't come into play later at all

Oh well, at least the echolocation looked cool

At this point Amity would kill Hunter for a Klondike bar

Wait why does Hooty need a chair

Willow with the galaxy brain ideas

"A bad but sad boy" Luz is a genius at succinctly summing people up

Kikimora continues to be unhinged. Ironically she's not wrong about Hunter.

Motherfucker stop acting like you know what that says

(Also, projecting much?)

Girlfriend counter: 3

Friendly reminder that Hunter is still an antagonist

Uh oh

UH OH

I know someone mentioned Willow having the brain cell, but honestly it seemed like Luz had it this whole time. And that's not good.

WHY IS FOOL'S BLOOD EVEN A THING

Aaaaand cue the getting screwed over

Further reminder that he's still an antagonist (Apparently there's a vocal segment who's Really Mad at him that seem to forget this fact)

You unhand Ghost right now!! And Amity too, I guess.

(I kid, she's literally my second favorite character)

For what she did to Raine it warms my heart to know Kiki has had zero peace of mind

Wait, the Abomatons are Transformers?! Okay, that's kind of awesome, actually. Alador might be a shit dad but he is a brilliant inventor.

Chucking kids off cliffs is a surpisingly common pastime in the Boiling Isles

Owlbert no!

Eda did spend literal decades fighting the Owl Beast within, so I guess she can't be blamed for not thinking to talk to it

Also hurry up guys I'm very concerned about Owlbert

Fuck yeah Harpy Milf!

Yay Ghost returns!

She's glad they're okay (I didn't need to take this, I just thought it was cute. Also this is surprisingly high quality considering I just took a photo of my TV screen)

Oh, so they do have video games in the Demon Realm. That or Luz introduced them.

Trailer shot!

Oh dear, we about to have a fight over the key

Wow, being so high ranking under Belos is really bad for mental health

Jesus Christ Belos what have you been putting in this poor kid's head?

Leave it to King to give radical recontextualizations

Amity, I'm glad you remembered/realized this about Luz, please don't let the sad white boy play you like that again

Also, I appreciate the gesture you're making, and it's a wonderful summary of your character development, but goddamnit he's gonna go for that key because he's STILL AN ANTAGONIST

"Being nice usually works for Luz!" A) Not always, and B) Amity I love you but Luz you are not. A valiant attempt nonetheless.

Ooh, cool fight scene!

Always lovely to see such superb animation

I was privately griping about not seeing Amity use magic for so long, and now I am fed

Don't think I didn't hear the glass breaking

Appreciate your ass from a hole in the ground, Golden Boy!

(jk I don't actually feel that strongly about him still. That kind of threat still isn't cool, though)

Oh so that's why it's the Common Mold!

It's kinda cute, actually. Or maybe it's just because it's Luz.

TIL Hooty is heat resistant

Apparently Owl Beast just wanted a snack

Girlfriend counter: 4

Also love how calling Amity her awesome girlfriend is literally the first thing Luz says to her upon returning.

Yesssss return the hug! You deserve it!

(I know there are higher quality versions of this screenshot, I just didn't feel like looking around)

King demands huggies, too! (And gets 'em)

Reminder that Amity is smart as hell. I knew that glass breaking indicated something!

So once again I've been had. I let the fandom trick me into thinking this episode would be way more intense. Guess that one screenshot was from the next episode.

Overall this was...fine. Some nice Lumity moments, Harpy Eda strutting her stuff, that gorgeously animated fight sequence; those were all lovely.

I do wish Willow and Gus had a bit more to do. And I'm still rather unenthusiastic about Hunter, to be honest. I've seen his type several times before, and the path they have for him is rather obvious. I may never share the fandom's love for him, and I guess I'll have to deal with that.

Anybody who says this was better than KKKOHD is a damn fool.

Mid season finale next week! I think Yesterday's Lie will finally bring the pain!

[lilyclawthorne]

Escaping Expulsion Thoughts (once again very stream of conscious-like while i rewatched the episode so there’s a bunch of stuff here)

i fucking knew odalia was gonna be an oracle, i knew and i hate that for her family. i’m not sure if this necklace thing is specifically a form of oracle magic or not but im assuming it is, and either way the second i saw it happen that made my stomach twist. the fact that she just keeps this direct line to her daughter at all times feels so disturbing

so, i get that the joke with glyph lessons here is that eda and lilith are probably acting the exact same way they did when they were younger, but it does also feel a little odd for me. in my post for episode 1 i talked about how it felt like lilith probably missed the structure of the coven, and maybe even having an authority figure, and it does concern me a bit that it could be projected on to luz here. 

also, i saw someone mention that they thought lilith could be regressing a bit, which is interesting seeing as she’s been in the coven since basically being a child and now that she’s out, she could be going backwards because that was probably the last time she had a personality of her own instead of one that was carefully crafted to be socially acceptable for others. and to be fair, the few moments in season 1 when we see glimpses into the true lilith, she is pretty childish.

anyways lilith has such pretty handwriting i love it

gus!! witch puberty!! do not worry buddy eda will get your name eventually. probably.

amity went out and murdered those fairies for luz didn’t she

i need to know why the heck bump has no choice in the matter of the expulsion. typically a pta (or pca in this case) wouldn’t have power that much stronger than the principa?? so i wonder if the blights have something over bump, or if its even just something such as donation money they’d withdraw

odalia blight you gaslighting bitch “I’m appalled you’re not in class right now what are you thinking” YOU MADE HER COME HERE

PLEASE i know gus and willow are sad here but the whole “live off the land” thing and “water you one last time, with my tears” are so fucking funny ok

GO LUZ, YOU TELL OFF ODALIA

i feel like alador doesn’t really care what’s going on and just wants to be back home making his abomination inventions, also he seems to have an affinity for different creatures as well which is an interesting detail

i love that willow stated they would get back in on their own right in front of alador and odalia. these people fucked up her friendship and caused her a lot of trouble that she shouldn’t have had to deal with so i love that she’s unafraid to speak like that in front of them

between the first & second episode, and some of the seasons trailer, it seems like Lilith may have an affinity for ice magic? which is interesting seeing as eda was always a fan of her “spicy toss” aka some fire magic. interesting to see the two of them as fire & ice basically

i LOVE how much bump loves luz, willow, and gus. it’s kinda really sweet, but again it feels so concerning that he had no choice in the matter. makes me think he’s more likely to eventually rebel against the standards that have been in place for so long at some point. (also abominations coven for bump!! interesting!! i appreciate seeing the coven marks included on the adults so far)

what is it with these kids and being dragged off by their hoods in this episode

love that the blights address includes “right arm”, also i took a quick look up of the word “bruegal” which is boulevard they live on, and it’s probably just a coincidence but the first google result was actually for a european think tank that specializes in economics

yknow i actually have wondered about layering glyphs on top of each other and making a super glyph the way eda did, so good to know that would NOT work out

luz you’re really gonna give the blights their own flowers??????

it goes by so fast but please take a moment to take in and appreciate the design of that blight entry room/living room-esque area and it’s combination of abomination and oracle decor. also the blight family portrait.

i could talk about alador and odalia and their relationship dynamic here, when luz is meeting with them, but i think it’s best to save for the end, but i will say i don’t think it’s just odalia controlling everything (though she does control a lot) and alador just suffering and being silent. 

the more i stare at odalia’s hair the more i feel like she has an odd receding hairline

love that the abomination kept the cat shape luz gave it and that amity knew immediately from that

WILLOW’S DADS!!! I LOVE THEM! I love how much they want their daughter to have a great education even if they have to be the ones to do it! (even if it could come across as a little intense) Although, the fact that they’re prepared to teach plant magic to her makes me question why they put her in abominations once again. (wish we could’ve gotten a glimpse of their coven marks!)

odalia is definitely the one who handles more of the parenting and alador is more distant. at least that’s what i get based on the twins specifying to amity not to tell their mom specifically

absolutely insane that odalia is just letting the abomiton destroy the whole place to kill a child

“stay away from my luz!” oh my god,ohmy GOD 

i like how lilith can’t tell if these are normal noises or distress ones. really sums up life in the owl house. also lilith? kicking doors in?? this combined with “I AM A WITCH, UNHINGED” tells me she’ll be as chaotic as the rest of the owl house in no time and i am here for it.

the music when amity jumps in to protect luz is absolutely killing it here i need a soundtrack now

YES AMITY DESTROY THE NECKLACE (and oh god please don’t let odalia give you something even harder to remove or destroy)

Luz is blushing!! The feelings are starting to be returned!!!

“Luz, Willow, and Gus are my friends!” love it. love the open declaration. love that she’s telling her mother off. love that i have something to check off my bingo board already.

okay, i know a lot of people have already suggested that alador is smiling here because he can tell luz and amity like each other, but i’m pretty sure it’s only because he’s noticing how much amity’s magic has grown and improved

small detail but i love the smoke from the units order sign filling the background while odalia is fuming herself

oh? alador has had the ability to tell odalia off and successfully calm her down this whole time? and chose not to use it till now? yeah he sucks too. he very clearly has a plan for amity as much as odalia does as well, but he’s much better at seeing the long-term goal

“the glyph combo, copyright me, lilith” im screaming, lilith you DORK

ok i really wish eda or lilith asked where luz had been. i’d kill for these sisters to go off about how much they hated the alador and odalia in school, as well as threaten to hurt them for hurting luz.

the statue lilith made and her reaction to the gold star she received re-emphasizes my concern about her need for approval and for an authority figure. (ok but her noise at the gold star WAS very cute tho)

alright lets get down to business on the blight parents. so far i definitely do not view their relationship as being one-sided with odalia in control. honestly, i think they do have a sense of mutual respect for the other. to me it seems like all alador really wants to do is focus on his work and nothing else, and odalia seems not only more than happy to let him do so, but willing to take care of everything else the company needs, and he seems fine with that and going along with whatever because he only has to do his part. and clearly his abomination tech combined with her showmanship/advertising (and honestly probably some oracle magic) has clearly made them successful. 

so what im saying is that i think their power in their relationship is actually pretty balanced, if it looks otherwise that’s just because that’s how they best function together, with odalia being more forward and alador being more distant, and therefore they’re very much both to blame for shitty parenting. 

also I know some people have joked about the blight family name coming from odalia (which is also a dumb joke like why is it funny if the family name comes from the woman and not the man) but anyways I definitely do think blight is aladors family name and odalia married in simply because he takes the whole blights keep up their end of the deal thing much more seriously than odalia. probably something that’s been taught to him since he was a kid yknow, whereas she was super ready to ignore it when it inconvenienced her.

as for the very final scene with them and the golden guard, i had an interpretation of it that i saw, but it seems that everyone else ive see react to it so far saw something different than me so maybe i’m just plain wrong. but like, i have this feeling that maybe the blight parents, while they do want power, might not be as aligned with the emperor and his coven as we may think?? not saying they’re good people, just that there could be more going on here. but idk, i’ve seen no one else interpret it that way yet so i won’t go off about it unless either someone wants to know more of what i thought or if i ever actually make myself get around to making a separate post about it. 

[thedragonemperess]

I Saved Your Life! - Superhero Kaz/Bionic Chase AU

Fandom(s): Lab Rats/Mighty Med

Pairing(s): Kase/Chaz

Rating: G

Warnings: Slight language

Tags: @starspangleddummy @tronagon

Notes: Based off of these two posts by @starspangleddummy

       “That was a great job, guys,” Chase said to his team as they exited the hydro-loop, dropping a duffel bag with supplies.

       They had just gotten back from a mission. Another one of Mr. Davenport’s devices had become unstable and they were sent in to fix it. Specifically, Davenport Industries was messing with a new form of renewable energy, but they overdid it. The workers had to be rushed out, but some of them were blocked in, not to mention the fact that the device handling it was gaining more energy each second, getting ready to explode if nothing was done. After rescuing everyone, they rushed to the main location of the warehouse and found some more people hiding. Amy and Micheal (who could lace their bodies in metal) took the remaining three scientists and hid them in front of them, while Teresa used her force fields to surround the area. Chase used his molecular kinesis to push it through the roof and into the water nearby, so that it wouldn’t cause as much damage.

       “Thanks, Chase, but we owe it to our Mission Leader,” Teresa said, playfully punching him in the shoulder.

       Chase shook his head. “As nice as that compliment is, you were the one that came up with how to contain the energy and Micheal and Amy’s quick thinking protected the people working there. I may have got us in, but you guys deserve just as much credit as I do.”

       “Yeah, what he said. Now can we please go to our capsules? I would really like to shower after all of this,” Micheal asked.

       “Yeah, that would be nice. Then hopefully we could relax a bit. I mean, we’ve had missions all week,” Amy added

       Chase nodded at them. “Go ahead. I need to talk to Mr. Davenport real quick, but I’ll be close behind.”

The others nodded at him in return before jogging down the hall.

       Chase watched them until they were out of ear shot, and then walked over to the cyber desk in order to call Donald, who was at home with Tasha and Naomi at the moment. He was about to press call when another mission alert came up. He quickly dismissed the alarm and read into it.

Super villain by the name of Professor Slime running rampant in Philadelphia. Urgent.

       Chase weighed his options. He could take his team with him, who is in desperate need of a break, or go alone and fight some guy with a very terrible code name. He laughed to himself at it. Anyone with that silly of a name must be fake news. He came to the conclusion that it was either a false alarm or the people in the area were overreacting.

       He heard footsteps coming from behind him. He turned around to find his team on their way over.

       “What was the mission alert for?” Teresa asked, exhausted.

       “Oh, it was nothing. It was a false alarm. Someone must have still had a business card from when Leo started advertising us. It was just some cat stuck in a tree. I called the fire department for her, it’s nothing to worry about,” Chase lied, brushing off any concern they might have had.

The others gave a small cheer.

       “Yessss! I can finally finish reading my book then!”

       “You do that, I’m going to sleep.”

       “If you need me, I’ll be out on the beach.”

       Once they turned around, Chase looked back to the cyber desk and hit one of the buttons, saying that someone’s on the way. He runs back to the hydra loop, grabbing the duffel bag on his way. He sits down and looks through it, grabbing a teleporter that he and Douglas had made a year ago. The doors close and he zips back to the mainland. He puts in the coordinates, and as soon as he exits the hydro-loop again, he disappears.

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Chase flew into the concrete wall, sliding to the floor. Professor Slime walked up to him slowly.

       “The fact that you ever thought you could defeat me is amusing, and then the fact that you actually tried is even more so, but sadly, I’m going to have to kill you now,” he proclaimed. He raised a ray gun and aimed it at Chase, looking down on him.

       “Not on my watch!!” a new voice came from the side. Chase looked over slightly, seeing a blur of orange, black, and brown fly by, tackling Professor Slime.

       The blur was on top of him, holding him down to the road. “Hey! I got him! I actually got him!”

       “Why don’t you try again?” Professor Slime exhorted, dissolving into slime and slithering away.

       “What the hell--?”

       Professor Slime morphed back into a human behind him, and kicked the blur down to the ground.

       “I guess I’m going to have to kill you too, then!”

       The gun powered up, but a blast of ice knocked it out of his hand, its ray hitting a mailbox while being thrown against the wall by Chase. Professor Slime looked over to the person that owned the cryo blast with a scowl.

       “Who are you people, and where are you coming from?!”

       The other boy moved his hands to his hips and looked off into the distance, attempting to look heroic.

       “The name’s Cold Front, and what you’re doing, isn’t very ice.”

       “Really dude?” the blur asked?

       Cold Front looked at him and back at Professor Slime, changing his pose to a fighting stance, his expression changing to a more serious one.

       “Come at me, Archie.”

      Professor Slime, or Archie, ran at Cold Front, who was barely just barely able to dodge him. Professor Slime stretched his arm, and grabbed him, lifting him up. The blur shot a blast of fire at his arm, melting the slime off of him. Cold Front dropped to the floor, falling forward onto his knees. Professor slime ran to the parts of him that melted off and tried to gather it back into his body.

       “Cold Front! Blast him! Now!”

       Cold Front did a double take, but reached his left arm out and blasted him, getting up as he did so. Professor Slime’s form slowly froze, until he was completely covered in ice. Once done, Cold Front turned to the blur and put his hand in the air.

       “Up top, Pyre!”

       The blur, now known as Pyre, high-fived him. “Heck yeah, buddy!”

       Chase looked over to the ray gun, still next to him, and grabbed, weakly pointing it at the two of them. “Who-who are you?! And how were you able to….well, that!” he gestured to Professor Slime, whose frozen body was hunched over on the floor.

Pyre walked up to him and stuck out his hand. “Dude, relax, we’re just here to help.”

       Chase shook his head frantically. “But what you just did was impossible! Are you bionic? Are….are you alien? Are you one of those superheroes? Even if you were any of those, what you just did goes against all laws of science! Am I dreaming? What just happened? For real?”

       Pyre rolled his eyes. “You got your ass handed to you. I saved your life!” A loud coughing noise came from behind him, making Pyre roll his eyes again. “Okay, we saved your life.”

       Chase finally looked up at Pyre and froze. “Oh god he’s cute. What do I say, now? Do boys like confidence? Yeah, be confident!” he thought to himself.

       “Well, I didn’t need your help.”

       “Not that confident!”

       “Sorry for trying to help someone in trouble, then. Jeez,” Pyre stated, retracting his hands and turning around to head to Cold Front.

       Chase panicked. “Wait!” He pushed himself up, leaning back against the wall.

       Pyre turned back around. “What is it? I thought you didn’t need our help, and we got other things to do.”

       “I, uh,...look. What I said came out wrong. I just panicked. Thank you, Pyre, was it?”

       “Yeah, Pyre. And no problem.” He started to turn again, but Chase stopped him.

       “Wait! Again. Sorry, but can I keep this? To study? I don’t know if you know who I am, but, uh, I’m Chase Davenport.”

       Pyre’s face seemed to light up in awe and realization. “Oh! Yeah, sure! Umm, we’ve met before! At the island. Remember the whole thing with the Incapacitator? I was the better looking Frank.”

       (“Hey! I can hear you, y’know!”)

      “But if that was you, how were you able to do all of,” Chase gestures to Professor Slime, again, “that?”

       “It’s a long story that I will make sure to tell you some other time. But I have to go bring Archie, over there, to jail. So keep the ray gun, erase anyone who saw me and Cold Front’s memory, and I’ll see you around.” Pyre turned around completely, and jogged over to Cold Front.

       “Ready?”

       “Ready.”

       “Wait, wha--”

       Chase was cut off with a flash of light. When he looked over to where Pyre, Cold Front, and Professor Slime once were, there was nothing. He looked around him to see if they were anywhere close by, but when they were nowhere to be seen, he scanned the area for his duffel bag. After locating it, he walked over to it and took out the Neural Scrambler. Doing what he was asked too, he talked to anyone who saw the battle and erased their memory of it, just as confused as they were.

[moons-and-stars-and-shit]

Hi a 🍰 pls?

Appearance: over 18, she/her, 5’3 115lbs hourglass figure, long wavy dark hair and hazel/green eyes. I like to wear makeup and experiment with colorful makeup and I have a edgy, sexy, chic style 🥀

Personality: ISTJ, Capricorn ☀️&🌙 Ravenclaw, Introvert, I am generally a very chill person, I do tease and am sarcastic but I try not to take it too far. Not necessarily the mom friend more like the annoyed aunt lol I tend to show affection like a cat kinda hot and cold but my love language is touch and action. Dry send of humor! I would say my worst traits are that I seclude myself when I’m upset and can be selfish/self centered, am a pro procrastinator and low-key like to complain/rant about things that aren’t a big deal 👀 THRIVE in quiet cozy place🍄

Other Facts: I rlly enjoy animals, (I adore my cat and aquariums, everyone should own fish they are the best🐠) gardening, baking, my eyeshadow is my creative outlet and I am almost always listening to music and will spend hours making playlists I like all genres with the exception of hardcore screamo, any country that came out after 2010 🎵 I work as a barista and in a greenhouse and don’t like driving, also like sweets, candles and perfume and I LIVE for cozy rainy days🌸

Relationship stuff: I would say I’m generally low maintenance in a relationship, we don’t have to spend every moment together but spending quality time is important. I can’t handle it when people get super emotional (like lose their temper or frustrated easily) I love cuddling and taking care of them,💙

Your blog is one of my favorites to follow, writing is top notch;)

@sarcasticjellyfish

Romantic Matchup

Iwaizumi Hajime

How Y’all Met

AHHHHGGGGGG

YALL HAD THAT CLASSIC BARISTA CUSTOMER LOVE TROUPE!!!!!

Ok...I’m calm now

So he would always came to the coffee shop where you worked

But he always came at the Exact. Same. Time.

E v e r y S i n g l e D a y

For one reason only...

You

He thought you were so beautiful!

And you always made an effort to talk to him

And even better

YOU MADE THE BEST COFFEE EVER

He swears you make it better than everyone else

But damn he could never find the balls to ask you out

Eventually word of Iwas little crush made it to Oikawa 👀

So what did he do?

Stalked you two of course 🙄

He put on his best disguise

Went to the coffee shop

And waited

Jesus he swears this was the SADDEST thing he’s ever saw

Why tf was iwa being so soft

And AWKWARD

After iwa left Oikawa went up to you

He basically told you that iwa had a crush on you but would never grow the balls to tell you

You liked iwa too so you concocted a plan...

The next day when iwa walked in he ordered his usual

You made it for him but instead of putting his name on the cup...

You put your number 🤭

Omg iwa turned RED

He stuttered out a thank you

Then left

Let’s just say you got a little date invite that night ;)

What They Love About You

He loves that you don’t need CONSTANT attention

Don’t get him wrong he loves you and would drop everything for you

But the fact that you guys can go a day or two without being with each other and it not affecting your relationship is comforting to him

He loves that you like to bake 👀

Now he himself isn’t that into baking

But he still likes the treats 😋

Bake the man some cookies 🍪

He’ll fall even more in love with you

He loves that you take care of him

Now iwa is very in tuned to his body

What it needs

It’s limits

All that jazz

But he can get carried away sometimes

And it’s those moments where you care for his overworked body and reprimand him for overworking himself

We all need that person to keep us grounded yk

UGH

I’m sorry but iwa tells dad jokes

So he loves that your humor is a little on the dryer side 😅

Favorite Things To Do Together

Honestly He LOVES when it’s pouring rain outside and he just gets to cuddle with you all day

It’s just so cozy and warm and quiet and ieufhfjrdj

He loves it

But besides from that he likes going on late night drives with you

Because every time you go for one you play one of the new playlists you made

And y’all just vibe all night

And finally

He loves to garden with you

He’s not the best gardener but he’s not half bad either!

He has a little cactus plant that’s his pride and joy 🌵

Random Hc

He’s your Uber

Ever since you two became a official couple...

He’s driven you EVERYWHERE

he also does that this where he turns the wheel with one hand

Pretty hot ngl

Iwa actually loves fishies!

So aquarium dates are a must

Iwa has a bit of a sweet tooth

So be careful with how many sweets you give him 👀

Every song iwa said he likes you’ve put on a playlist called “iwas Jams”

Astrology

If they’re operating from a base of love and mutual respect, they’ll be able to overcome most obstacles, but they must work hard.

Gemini must have freedom to think outside the bounds; they rely on their quick wits, humor and intellectual prowess to move through life at a fast pace.

Capricorn is concerned with advancement and status; they rely on following the rules and finding set, tried-and-true paths to follow toward success, no matter how long it takes.

Gemini likes to cut corners; Capricorn likes to be thorough.

These two Signs’ challenge as a couple is to learn to maintain a similar pace so they can arrive at the same place at the same time.

Capricorn is very unassuming and quiet, which stands out even more against Gemini’s outgoing, boisterous nature.

Capricorn tends to be slow, steady and stubborn while Gemini is flexible and tends to change their mind a lot.

Gemini has a quick brain that sees loopholes in an instant, while Capricorn is tough to convince that taking advantage of a shortcut is a better idea than following the well-mapped course that they know will ensure their success.

However, if these two can learn to understand and then implement one another’s approaches, they can achieve far more than they could alone.

Overall Aesthetic

Rainy Days 🌧

Someone to you - BANNERS

If the world was ending - JP Saxe

Happiest year - Jaymes Young

All of me - John Legend

[chikkou]

ok i had to sleep on it after playing deltarune cause i was absolutely shooketh and needed time to gather my thoughts but now? I Am Ready. Prepare Yourselves

(spoilers below the cut)

ok im just gonna do this bulletpoint style cause its still too soon for me to coherently write any deltarune thinkpieces LMAO but heres my thoughts:

fucking LOVED the music in this chapter. ngl i had no clue how toby was gonna top deltarune chapter 1 but he fucking DID?? cyber fields may actually be one of my top 5 favorite songs now between undertale AND deltarune chapter 1. it is just genuinely phenomenal. i also really love the song in the queens castle and B I G S H O T

speaking of big shot, idk abt yall but the only parts of the game where i felt genuinely disconcerted were whenever spamton was on screen. hes very similar to jevil but while jevils motif is KIND of based in something human, spamton feels distinctly inhuman by comparison... like proper uncanny valley. its really really creepy fkjlsdfs (in a good way tho LMAO)

the queen is 100% my favorite villain as of yet. her character reminds me a LOT of roxy from homestuck and i wouldnt be surprised if there was a bit of homestuck influence there (cause like... her typing quirk is literally kanayas typing quirk sdkfjsdfs). i was fucking DYING every time Kris Get The Banana popped up. shes also a pretty good parody of the villain redemption arc too given how quickly she flips upon finding out that the world would be destroyed if they opened more dark fountains LMAO

i was at the edge of my seat throughout the entire ending sequence, just waiting to see what the fuck was gonna happen - it was paced super well and was really really suspenseful. its clear to me now that kris is the one who keeps opening up the dark fountains as a form of some kind of escapism, and may be the knight themselves, but WHAT theyre escaping from is what really interests me. whatever it is, i believe it definitely has something to do with their family situation

asgore being a former police officer who was forced to resign is REALLY fascinating, but also somewhat concerning to me. i dont think toby would try to get too Real World Subtext with it, but i am sincerely hoping this doesnt end up being a thinly veiled allegory for some version of police brutality, especially given that asgore in undertale was just killing every human that fell into the underground because it was “his duty”

in chapter 1 i was thinking that the bunker at the south of town could maybe be the original entrance to the underground, but the conversation you stumble upon down there strongly suggests its something else, and whatever it is, i think it caused kris some pretty severe trauma since monster kid mocks them for being a “scaredy cat” after they saw what was inside. this actually supports my personal theory that the game is not a direct sequel, but rather some kind of timeline-adjacent alternate universe in which monsters were never pushed into the underground

like in undertale, kris being the only human is still notable here - theres a book the player can read upstairs called something like “how to care for a human,” which the flavor text notes that toriel has apparently checked out dozens of times over the years. so when toriel calls the police after finding her cars tires slashed, i wonder if she was able to be so calm about it because it had happened before.

on a somewhat lighter note, the exchange between sans, toriel, and asgore in the grocery store was SO. FUCKING. AWKWARD. THAT ILL TIMED JOKE BY ASGORE AND THEN HIS ENSUING AWKWARD CONVERSATION WITH SANS AFTER TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO “WIN HER BACK”.... MY GOD THE SECONDHAND EMBARRASSMENT I FELT

and my last thing (for now) is that i am extremely curious about kris’s ability to rip their soul out, seemingly at will, and to put it back in when they want. i havent yet figured out what the correlation is - what we know is that both times weve seen them do this, they have drawn a knife (to steal slices of pie LMAO), and, presumably, slashed the tires of their mothers car. their reasons for doing the latter are still pretty unclear to me, but perhaps theres some sort of ritual-type steps a person has to take in order to open up a dark fountain, and cutting things up is a part of it? i truly have no idea but this is my best guess atm

these are all the thoughts i have rn but man... tl;dr deltarune chapter 2 FUCKS and im genuinely so fucking excited for the next chapter, whenever it comes out... really hoping toby pulls a homestuck epilogue and drops it like a week after saying it “might be a while” fgkjdfd

[beelsnack]

Hi!!! I LOVE UR WRITING AND I MEAN A LOT! Its the first time EVER I ask for something and I know you are the right person! I don't know if you can write a HC of a female MC or it NEEDS to be neutral but just in case: How would the brothers react to a fem MC who is like"flat", (almost no breasts) and is super insecure? If you only write neutral, how would they react if MC was insecure because they have no curves at all and they think they are plain? THANKS A LOT 💞💞

Omg I’m??? So honored?? Thank you so much, I hope I can live up to the praise. ^////^

Yeah, I can def write a female MC! My only rule regarding MC’s gender is that you specify in the request if you want a certain gender for the MC. Other than that, I default to gender neutral pronouns!

I feel like I kind of mixed the two versions of your request together without meaning to, lol. This ended up being more like a fem MC who thinks they are plain. I hope you like it regardless!

I’m sorry this took so long, friend. I was in a bit of a creative slump and I wanted to put my all into your request!

CW: Suggestive situations, but nothing explicit

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Lucifer: “Come on, stop staring.”

Lucifer smirked from his position beneath her, using one arm to prop himself up while the other reached up to trail along her jaw. “Am I not allowed to admire your beauty?”

“I’m not beautiful,” she muttered, glancing away shyly. In the heat of the moment, both of them had discarded a majority of their clothes, but now that she had a moment to think, she hesitated. “Especially not compared to you.”

“I wasn’t aware that our relationship was a beauty contest,” he sat up fully, brow creased in concern. His hands made their way to her waist, steadying her as she straddled his lap. “Tell me what’s on your mind, my dear.”

She bit her lip, face growing warm. “It’s just…wouldn’t you prefer someone more…more?”

“My dear,” he chuckled lowly. “You are already quite the handful.”

“I meant…physically.” she crossed her arms over her chest, and Lucifer couldn’t tell if it was a subconscious gesture or not. “I’m not exactly…you know, well endowed.”

He was quiet for a moment before sighing and tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “If I wanted to be with someone based solely on appearance, I have my pick of the whole Devildom. You, my dear, are the only one who had managed to enrapture me with more than just your pretty face.”

Mammon: “Hey, human! Check it out!”

Mammon actually knocked on the door while he spoke, they were making progress.

She looked up from her schoolwork and smiled at him. “What’s up?”

“The Great Mammon is on the front cover of Devil Today, that’s what!” he tossed the magazine he had been carrying on top of their textbook. Splayed across the front in full color was Mammon, staring coolly over his sunglasses at the camera. The only change from his normal attire was swapping out his normal brown and white jacket for a black leather one, so it was clearly supposed to look casual.

Her eyes drifted from Mammon’s picture to beautiful demoness hanging off of his arm. She was exactly what a model should be - tall, slender, well-endowed, the works. The human felt a surge of jealousy climb up their throat, and she had to struggle to force in down.

“Hey, hey,” Mammon planted his palm flat on her desk, leaning down so he was eye-level with her. “What’s with that face?”

“What face?”

“The face yer makin’.” he frowned. “You look like you just took a bite out of something rotten.”

Her eyes flicked back to the glossy magazine cover. “Nothing. The picture looks great, Mammon.”

“You really think you’re getting out of this that easily?” he might lack common sense, but Mammon could read facial expressions and nervous tics like most people read books. “Come on, tell me what’s up.”

“I just…” she sighed, slumping back in her desk chair. “I keep wondering when you’re going to dump me for one of these amazing models you work with.”

Mammon’s eyes went wide behind his glasses. “You’re kidding me, right?”

When she shrugged and looked away, he huffed and took her hand. “You’ve got nothing to worry about. I wouldn’t trade you for anything.”

“Even Goldie?”

“Hey now, don’t be cruel!”

Leviathan: Was she really getting jealous over an anime girl?

A quick glance at the screen in front of them told her that yes, yes she was.

“Whoa, I, um…!” Levi gulped, scrambling for the pause button. The main couple was in a locker room, the girl clad in nothing but a pair on gym shorts and a flimsy tank top. There had been plot that lead up to this scene, but she had stopped paying attention a while ago.

“The reviews didn’t say anything about an r18 scene…” Levi mumbled, face turning bright red. She could see his bright orange eyes flick over to her briefly before he desperately searched for anything else to look at. “Oh, man. Ohhhh man…”

“Levi?” she gently placed a hand on his arm, and she felt him tense, but he didn’t pull away. Maybe the exposure therapy WAS working. “You good?”

“I-I-I…” he kept looking back and forth between her and the screen, face getting redder with each pass. Yup, he was definitely comparing.

Almost instinctively, she curled in on herself. Of course, she should have known she couldn’t even begin to compare to a 2D girl.

“Ah, wait, no, don’t look like that!” Levi stammered. “I just, um…th-this is the first time…I’ve thought the 2D one was…b-b-better…”

She stared at him for a solid thirty seconds before her brain caught up with what was happening and her face grew just as hot as Levi’s looked. “…Oh…”

Satan: Well, someone was certainly popular.

Satan had asked her to go to a new cat cafe that was opening up after classes had ended. He always took a bit longer to reach the entrance since his last class was all the way across the campus, so she had found herself a nice bench to sit on and read while she waited. It was only a few minutes before the doors opened to reveal Satan…

And a whole group of succubi.

Obviously, since he was one of the Seven Rulers of Hell, Satan got quite a bit of attention. Although she didn’t want to admit it out loud, the thought of him surrounded by demons whose literal reason for living was to turn people on made her feel a bit…inadequate.

One of them had linked her arm with his, manicured claws drumming along his forearm and she smiled coyly up at him. They were too far away for the human to hear the conversation, but the way her glossy lips pouted cutely up at him certainly didn’t make the human feel any better.

As they descended the stairs onto the cobblestone walkway, Satan’s eyes met her. Almost immediately, the vaguely irritated expression he had been wearing melted into something warm and he shook the succubus off of his arm without a second thought.

“Hey, sorry for making you wait.” he was at her side in a second, extending a hand to help her up from the bench. “Were you here long?”

“Only a few minutes,” she peeked over his shoulder at the fan club that was slowly morphing into an angry mob. “Um…”

“They’ll get over it,” he held onto her hand as they began walking, leaning over to kiss her temple. “Come on, let’s go. What were you reading?”

Maybe she didn’t have anything to worry about.

Asmodeus: This was a mistake.

A new nightclub had opened up in the Devildom Cultural District, and as Devilgram’s biggest influencer, Asmo had gotten some VIP tickets. He had practically begged her to come, since it was so rare that she wasn’t bogged down with homework and other mundane things. The thought of going clubbing with a bunch of demons made her feel a bit queasy, but she had agreed anyway.

Of course, Asmo was taking forever to get here. Knowing him, he was still in the bath. But, her name was on the VIP list, so the bouncer had let her stand behind the rope to wait for her date.

She watched as what seemed like every Devilgram model was let into the club. She couldn’t hear anything being said over the pounding base of the music, but she had caught enough disparaging glances to get the general idea that she was being judged.

She probably looked like a kid playing dress up compared to everyone else. Although she had thought that she looked fairly decent when she had checked herself out in the mirror before leaving, being surrounded by the Devildom’s best and brightest put a very unflattering filter over her self image.

“There you are!”

She jumped as Asmo appeared in front of her. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t noticed the bouncer let him in. He looked stunning, as always, hair curled stylishly and already long lashes made even longer with mascara. Honestly, this man could show up in a garbage bag and make it the next fashion trend.

“Ooh, that dress looks amazing on you, darling!” he pressed a quick kiss to her cheek, briefly overwhelming her senses with the smell of his cologne. “I’ve never seen you wear that color before! Look at you, stepping out of your comfort zone.”

“Thanks, Asmo,” she laughed. “You look amazing too.”

“Don’t I?” he held out his arm for her hold onto like a proper gentleman. “I tried this new moisturizer today, and it’s a miracle-worker! You have to try it.”

“Is that Lord Asmodeus?”

“Of course it is, any club owner worth their salt would invite him for the opening!”

“Who’s that mousey little thing with him though?”

She could only catch snippets of conversations, but the Devildom rumor mill was already turning. She couldn’t help but frown, tucking herself closer to Asmo’s side.

“Don’t listen to them, darling,” he leaned down to whisper-yell into her ear. “They’re just jealous, and jealousy doesn’t look good on anyone.”

Beelzebub: This was the last time she was working out with Beel.

It might have been different if they were working out at the House, but being surrounded by demonic weightlifters made her feel a special kind of incompetent.

Everyone in the gym looked like they should be starring in a weight loss infomercial, but she felt like she was the before picture and everyone else was the after. She was wearing a baggy T-shirt that she was pretty sure wasn’t even hers and basketball shorts. Everyone around her was all toned muscles and six packs, and her arms felt rubbery just from a few reps with a five pound weight.

“You need some water.”

Someone of Beel’s size had no right to be as sneaky as he was. She hadn’t even heard him set down his weight, and suddenly he was standing in front of her holding out a water bottle.

“Thanks.” she sighed, setting down her weight. She hadn’t realized how thirsty she was until she took a drink. “Man, I feel tired already.”

“You’re doing good,” Beel smiled. “Maybe next time you can try the ten-pound weights.”

Just the thought made her biceps twinge. “Maybe…”

“You don’t have to feel self-conscious.”

“Huh?” Damn him and his unexpected perceptiveness.

He sat down next to her on the bench, popping the cap on his own water bottle. “You were looking around at everyone else, and you had this look on your face like you just ate something bad.”

“I’m that obvious, huh?” she laughed weakly.

“Not really,” he shrugged. “I was watching you.”

“You were?” she had been too busy comparing herself to everyone else to notice.

He nodded. “I like how you look when you’re determined. It’s…cute isn’t the right word, but…”

She couldn’t help but laugh, bumping him with her shoulder. “I get it. Thanks Beel.”

Belphegor: “Hey, come on, wake up!”

Sometimes she swore Belphie purposely fell asleep whenever it was the most inconvenient for other people.

She honestly didn’t know when he was conked out, but he was deep in slumber by the time she closed the textbook she had been using to fill out her study guide. He had folded his arms on the library table that the two of them had commandeered and pillowed his head on top of them.

“Why do I even bother…?” she sighed. Even so, she poked his cheek. “Belphie, come on. They’re going to close the library soon.”

He mumbled, but stubbornly remained asleep. Growling under her breath, she stood up and placed both of her hands on his shoulders.

“Bel. Phe. Gor,” she punctuated each syllable of his name with a shake of his shoulders. Finally, he groaned, one drowsy amethyst eye blinking up at her.

“Man, I was having a really good dream…”

She huffed, crossing her arms. “Were you even sleep long enough to dream? We’ve only been here for an hour or so.”

“O ye of little faith.” he yawned, sitting up. “I guess it’s best you woke me up, it wasn’t a dream I should be having in public.”

“Please tell me you weren’t having a wet dream in the school library.”

“Mm,” he smirked up at her. “It wasn’t a wet dream yet. More like moist.”

“Gross.”

“Well, I thought it was pleasant.”

She rolled her eyes, beginning to gather up the books she had spread across the table. Belphie continued to watch her through heavy-lidded eyes.

“You were really cute in my dream.” he finally said. “Not that you aren’t cute in real life, but still.”

She paused. “You were dreaming about me?”

“Who else would I dream about?”

“Literally anyone else.” she frowned, refusing to look at him as she shoved all of her supplies back into her bag. “I’ve seen some of the succubi around here, there are way better options.”

“Do you really think that?” Belphie reached out and grabbed her wrist. He wore his usual disinterested frown, but there was genuine concern shining in his eyes. “You really think I would trade you in for a bigger pair of tits attached to a screeching harpy?”

She just shrugged.

“If this was just about how you looked,” he stood, still holding onto her wrist. “Do you really think I would sacrifice my precious nap time to study with you?”

“Well, I mean, you still had your nap time…”

“That’s beside the point.”

[e-milieeee]

haunted

Summary: When Gabriel goes a step too far, Plagg has decided he’s had enough. 

Meanwhile, Gabriel Agreste has discovered that his house may or may not be haunted, because a vengeful spirit certainly seems to be after him. 

Notes: basically plagg being a little gremlin and trolling gabriel like he deserves. ft. gabe’s 3 remaining braincells. based on this post by @hamsternamedmarinette and @snail-noir im sorry its so crappy lol 

haunted

“Well,” Adrien is saying as he trudges inside the room and kicks the door shut. “There’s that, then.”

Plagg flits out from his shirt. His face is set in an angry mask, tail sticking straight up. “That’s that?” he echoes. “No, that’s absurd! Your father’s absurd! He should come back here and I’ll give him a piece of my mind and—”

Adrien squeezes his eyes shut. “Plagg, it’s fine. Forget it.”

Plagg makes an angry noise in the back of his throat. “So you’re just gonna take that? For weeks? He has no right.”

In his hand is the piece of paper—now crumpled—that his father had shoved into his fingers before he stormed off: the schedule for the fashion show. It runs for a week, but there’s also a terrifying amount of preparations to be done two weeks prior—all of which his father had decided he needed to be present for.

“I can’t risk making father angry,” Adrien settles with.

Plagg folds his arms. “Fine,” his kwami says curtly, in a manner of speaking that Adrien always finds hard to argue with. “Hypothetically speaking, then, if your father found out his plans had been cata—destroyed, would you be allowed to go out?”

“Plagg, I’m not going to break into my father’s study as Chat Noir to cataclysm his work just so I can go out with friends.”

Plagg smiles at him. It’s the smile Adrien had often gotten before he’d discovered the toilet paper in his washroom all scratched up and littering the floor. “Don’t worry,” comes the reply. “You won’t have to.”

***

Gabriel Agreste’s study is locked, but that doesn’t prove a problem for the small black shape that slips through the doors like they’re made of nothing more than mist. It’s dark, but cats have always seen better at night anyway.

There, on the top of his desk, lies the designs for the first set of clothes that are to be showcased. Meticulous notes. Fabric samples. Timing and schedules. Signatures and contracts.

The small, black cat picks the folder up with two paws. Then it crumbles into dust.

***

“Nathalie, did you touch the folder on my desk?”

It’s been a long morning—Gabriel had been up at 4 AM in an attempt to see if he could get an edge on Ladybug and Chat Noir. It had been horrendous to find someone to akumatize so early, and by the time he’d pinpointed his victim—forty five minutes later—he had nearly fallen asleep. He’d been pummelled by Ladybug and Chat Noir. Absolutely pummelled. And then, as if the situation couldn't help but get worse, Audrey Bourgeois had called him at six (just when he was about to go back to bed) and told him she couldn’t make it to the fashion show.

That woman had no regard for timezones. And no regard for him, either, because part of the marketing for the fashion week was Audrey’s attendance.

Gabriel was considering akumatizing himself when he realized the manila folder on his desk—that had been there when he left the night prior—was nowhere to be seen.

He searches through all his files. Crawls under his desk. Checks his lair. It's gone.

“Nathalie!” he bellows again, and she comes barrelling through the door to his office.

“What is it, sir?”

Gabriel takes a deep breath. “Have you seen the files for the fashion show? It was in the folder on my desk when I left.”

“Sir, I haven’t been in your office since last night, and I’m certain I saw your files there. Are you sure you haven’t misplaced it?”

Misplaced it, yeah. That’s what it was. Probably.

Now, what he needed was a nap.

***

The files do not turn up. Gabriel sends Nathalie to print them out again. The most important stuff is stored on his computer, but there are signatures he’d spent weeks getting.

He locks the files in his drawer the next time he gets it.

***

Tuesday morning finds Gabriel Agreste feeling much more refreshed. He even joins Adrien for three minutes during breakfast.

He walks into his office to find his favourite coffee mug in smithereens on the ground.

The files are still stored safely in his drawer. But there is a big, ugly tear across the dress he’d been working on for the past three months.

Gabriel screams.

***

Gabriel Agreste isn’t a fan of security cameras in his office. Especially because anyone with some hacking ability could possibly get their hands on the tape, and the last thing he needs is someone seeing him descending into his lair, or opening the safe behind his painting. Really—there’s simply too many sketchy things he’s done in the office for him to trust putting a camera there.

But he installs two of them nonetheless. His coffee mug could be an accident. But that rip on the dress? No, the only explanation is that it was intentional. But how?

Gabriel thinks of possibilities until he gives himself a headache.

***

“Father seems stressed lately,” Adrien notes to Plagg. There’s not much time for himself between busy schedules, but the moments in between he catches to talk to his kwami. The past week, stuck alone in his room with barely any interaction with his friends, has been draining. He cherishes the precious minutes he gets to spend with Plagg.

“Does he?” Plagg asks in a tone of practiced disinterest. “Well, he does have that really important fashion week thing coming up.”

“He asked me if I’d broken into his study a day ago, but he always locks his study. I think some of his files were missing.”

“Oh?” Plagg replies. “That’s terrible misfortune.”

“Father says he thinks a thief snuck in in the middle of the night and stole them, but we have security cameras all around the house and nothing happened.”

“Spooky.”

“Plagg…”

Plagg only shrugs. “Perhaps your house is haunted,” he replies disinterestedly. “Good thing you’re not scared of ghosts, Adrien.”

***

The house is haunted, and Gabriel cannot sleep.

The most terrifying part of watching the footage is that he sees nothing. There is no movement. No nothing. But then, the next morning, his files inside the locked drawer have disappeared.

Nathalie asks him about the dark rings around his eyes. He drinks two more cups of coffees in response.

***

Gabriel’s eyes are burning, but he’s determined to stay awake.

He likes to think himself neat and meticulous, but even he has his breaking point—his desk is littered with coffee cups, and he’s resorted to drinking energy drinks to keep himself awake. There’s less than ten days until the fashion show starts. It’s been so heavy on his schedule that he’s barely found time to akumatize three three people the past week.

Ladybug and Chat Noir must be having a field day while he’s sitting miserably in his office, waiting to catch the thief, too exhausted to summon up more akumas.

The clock ticks past midnight. Gabriel nearly faceplants into a coffee mug.

Another cup of redbull.

By the time it’s two in the morning, nothing shocking in particular has happened. Every time the flashing light of a car drives past the front of the house he starts, sits back down, and struggles to keep his eyes open.

It’s 2:04 when a crash sounds outside of his office.

Like a madman, Gabriel scrambles up from his seat. He knocks over a half-finished mug of coffee in the process, but that doesn’t matter. The door of his office slams open. He trips on a rug. But he gets up and runs like he’s never run before.

With all the force he can muster, he slams his palm down on the light, and the once-dark staircase and hall become bathed in golden light. The chandelier flickers twice and he stares down at the hall with half the mind to wonder if he’s going to finally see the ghost.

Gabriel is the only one in the hall.

He checks once more. Then again. Then again. But there is no one there, no source of the crash—

Oh, no.

The painting he’d bid at an auction twelve years ago—one that had cost a fortune—has fallen off the wall and face planted into the floor. The sight of it physically hurts Gabriel, and he’s scrambling towards it in a mixture of fear and anger when another noise sounds in his office.

In the months of being Hawkmoth, Gabriel Agreste has felt a generous range of emotions. But never has he felt such bone-chilling fear.

He heads back up the steps with robotic movements numbly. Down the corridor. Into his office.

There is no one there, and the mess that has been made is moreso his fault than of the invisible thief—or ghost—but then Gabriel sees one of his locked drawers open and the contents inside dumped unceremoniously on the ground.

The next day, when Nathalie finds him out cold on the ground, he attributes it to the exhaustion and the amount of coffee and energy drinks he’d consumed. But deep down, Gabriel knows that it’s the terror that’s finally caught up.

Either way, he faints.

***

Gabriel is confined to bed by a very concerned Nathalie. She usually heeds to his instructions, but the rare insistence from her and his own fatigue lands him out of commission for the day. It doesn’t stop him, however, from giving her a set of instructions.

“First, my office,” Gabriel croaks. His throat hurts—he must’ve caught a cold as well. “Please clean everything up and reinstall the locks. And then… and then…”

He thinks of the missing files—three times—and grits his teeth. “Cancel the fashion week.”

Nathalie’s jaw drops open. “Sir—”

“I know,” Gabriel mutters. “I just… I’m left with no choice. I’ll reschedule. Make up some excuse.”

She dips her head. “Noted, sir. Is that all?”

Gabriel gives her a miserable nod. She’s halfway out the door when he remembers.

“Nathalie!” he yells. “Get me a shaman, too.”

***

“The fashion week is cancelled.” Adrien looks up from practicing piano. “Father is sick, I think, which might be why. Nathalie looked super stressed when I saw her before my lessons.”

“Cancelled?” Plagg echoes dispassionately. “Huh. That’s too bad, I guess.”

“No, that’s good! I mean, it’s not good that my father is sick and Nathalie is stressed, but… at least I won’t be hounded about preparations. I even got permission to go out today.”

“Huh,” Plagg replies. He settles himself into his wheel of cheese. “I guess you’re lucky after all, then.”

Notes: yeah idk what i wrote but master fu is the shaman they hire and he finds out gabriel is hawkmoth and arrests him and the end if u wanna know what happens next 

Here’s my fics masterlist! 

[spoiler1001]

For the widomauk prompts how about Caleb showing Molly the ocean? Thank you.

For someone who lived with a circus, Molly hated to travel. Caleb tried not to chuckle as their carriage bounced from the rocks  on the road. Poor Molly was miserable. He was pouting and leaning against Caleb. There was some soft purring from the tiefling. Caleb did feel a little bad about this. 

This whole trip was his idea. He talked to the rest of the Nein and they went ahead of them to go to Nicodranas. Caleb and Molly had more to prepare so they left later, just the two of them. Molly suggested they go the slow way. Caleb could feel the small box in his breast pocket. He felt anxiety. Would this work? Would he get a yes. Would he be rejected? Molly didn't like to be tied down and this was tying him to Caleb. Maybe he was forcing this onto Molly and this was awful. Caleb frowned and looked out the window. 

Caleb wished he could ask his father for advice. He was married for over two decades. They would know how this worked. Caleb never got this far before.

"You look sad." Molly whispered. 

"I'm just thinking." Caleb looked at him and smiled. Molly kissed Caleb's shoulder.

"You're brooding. What's bothering you?" Molly asked, concern evident. 

"...are you happy here?" Caleb asked his voice low. 

"The road is very bumpy and I look forward to retiring for the night." Molly frowned.

"I meant with the Nein, with-"

"You? Caleb, yes. Absolutely." Molly looked at Caleb. "In fact after the journey north, I was worried that you wouldn't take me back." Molly sighed. "I thought I had ruined everything." 

"Lucien wasn't you. We knew what had to be done to get you back and we wanted you back." Caleb looked at Molly. "We didn't want to leave you behind." 

The carriage stopped right as Molly was going to say something. The sunset was making the shadows grow in the actual carriage.

"I'll set the tower, bring the horses in, then we will sleep." Caleb kissed Molly's forehead. 

Molly nodded and hummed. 

The tower took its ten minutes and the horses were brought in. The driver went directly to bed. Molly went to take a bath to be rid of the muscle cramping. Caleb was in thought, panicking about all of the details for this.  

Did you ask him early yet? We're all waiting by the beach. If you want to ask him in private we will just party here. Jester's voice rang out in Caleb's mind. Caleb just sent back a quiet 

I did not ask yet but I am worried. What if he says no?

Are you kidding? Trust me. He loves you. He'll say yes.

Caleb found the reassurance comforting but she was hopeful about everything. She couldn't be right about everything.

 Molly was soaking in the tub, holding the box with a ring. Jester had assured him that Caleb would accept his proposal. It was golden with blue and purple stones embedded into it. How long had Molly been back with the group? Six, seven months. Molly and Caleb had grown closer to each other the entire time and this was early in a relationship, but Molly had learned not to wait too long. 

Hey Molly, have you asked yet? 

Molly yelped in surprise. No. I wanted to hold out until the perfect moment.

Well you should hurry up. You never know what could happen. 

Molly hummed in thought. Should he ask tonight? No he was sore and grumpy. Too grumpy to be really affectionate tonight. A small meow brought his attention to an orange fluffy cat. 

"Alright. I'll be in bed soon." Molly promised. The cat nodded and walked away. Molly slipped on a nice robe. Valwb was resting before the last leg of their journey. They would arrive the next morning. Molly was planning on asking when the excitement of seeing the ocean simmered down. Molly stepped out of the washroom. There was a line of cats watching him and leading him to the room. 

The room was warm, and colored differently than he thought. It was the perfect blend of both of their taste. Molly liked it. Caleb was laying down in the bed, wearing glasses. It framed his blue eyes wonderfully.

"We will be at our destination tomorrow." Caleb promised. 

"I'm excited. I've never seen it. In all of my travels I just never went. I did like it just being the two of us despite the literal bumps in the road."  Molly admitted. 

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Caleb smiled.

Molly purred. "I love being with you." 

Caleb beamed. 

Frumpkin jumped into the bed, right between the two of them. Caleb scratched behind Frumpkin's ears. Molly scratched at the base of Frumpkin's tail.

"We'll meet up with the others tomorrow…" Molly sighed. 

The final part of the journey was almost unbearable. Both of them wanted to be out and to be on the beach. 

The salt in the air got to them first. Then the carriage stopped. Molly practically jumped out of the thing, dragging Caleb along. He slipped and slid in the sand. There was a happy noise coming from Molly. It was a mix between a squee and his purrs. His long hair was moving in the wind. Molly wasn't wearing his usual loud jacket. So his blouse was moving in the wind as well. Molly managed to slip out of his boots and danced where the ocean met the sand. His tail happily moved in the wind. Caleb smiled at the scene. The box in his pocket was heavier than ever. 

"Mollymauk, might i borrow you for a second?" Caleb whispered. 

Oh. Molly's joy was intense. Maybe this was- no. 

"Mollymaulk, I know I'm dropping this on you suddenly, but'"

"Caleb-" Molly laughed. He pulled out his own small box. 

Oh. Well this is awkward. Caleb laughed. 

"Well this is…"

"How about we just tell the others that this was super romantic."

"Is that a yes?"

"It wouldn't be anything else." Molly giggled and pulled Caleb into a kiss. 

[mariposalass]

Sora’s Time to Shine

Summary: Mari is already not putting too much expectations going into watching the Final Smash Presentation when someone close to her besides Kirby and Edelgard’s beloved Professor pops out of nowhere in said Presentation. All hell breaks loose (but in a good way).

Setting: Mari and co.’s house in Daly City, California; October 5, 2021

Notes: I was pretty behind in seeing the reveal since I was pretty tired when it came out and I had to check a friend’s post on Plurk to make sure that it was not all for the jokes before watching it on Gamespot and writing this story down. And yes, the Byleth in my S/I verse is the female version in case anyone is curious. And yes, it took me until around 8 AM to write this up. Featuring Luther Vandross. Here is an ask I made on Sora’ behest during a F/O takeover long before he got confirmed recently. #SakuraiHasReachedtheImpossibleDream #Sora4Smash

Tags: Super Smash Bros. Ultimate, Super Smash Bros., Swift Keyblader, Smash Reveal, Sakurai has reached the impossible dream!, Sora for Smash, #Sora4Smash

“Hurry Mari, you’re about to miss it!” Kairi is dragging me out onto the sofa to see the final Smash Ultimate Presentation on the living room pretty early before plopping ourselves onto the sofa.

“Look, Kairi, guys. I hate to be a party pooper, but I have no clue about who could it be,” I try to be realistic in my views.

“Well, at this point, my beloved, it could be anybody from the video game world,” my dear Philip chimes in while trying to reassure me, “Besides, as soon as it is done, we shall try to reply back to this non Smash invitation that El had found in the mail today.”

“Huh, is that correct, El dear?” I asked my regal adopted daughter for confirmation.

“Why yes of course, Mother,” she replies as she passes me the invitation, “I believe that a friend of yours has sent us one, but I didn’t want to open it immediately since this is addressed to you.”

“Okay then, I will get to read it and reply back once the Presentation is over and see who gets to fight with Kirby and Professor Byleth,” I smiled back at her.

“I couldn’t believe that there was a leak that just came out before this Presentation video and it is about music. Who was that dense enough to do it at a time like this?” Riku mumbles as he gets the video streaming on the Nintendo Direct page in his laptop.

“You know, Riku, sometimes people can act very idiotic at times, so there isn’t much we can do besides ignoring and avoiding that as much as possible,” Harry sighs as he is bottle feeding and gently rocking Serena as she had cried a while ago to be bottle fed.

“Guys, have you guys seen Sora lately?” Issa asks us while carrying Chris in her arms, “I haven’t seen him in the last few days. He didn’t even reply back to either my or Kairi’s texts and calls. Do you think he’s off to visit Jack and Sally in Halloween Town? It’s nearing Halloween soon.”

“That’s really a good question, Issa,” Ahk agrees, “I had given up trying to find him by calling over on the phone since last Thursday. All I have gotten from it were many ‘The subscriber could not be reached’ messages.”

Even Riku and Kairi are in a loss for words as they turn to each other and wonder what is up with our friend lately. Did he just went poof without us knowing? Kirby always informs us through his many Poyos that he would have to head off to Smash whenever a new tourney starts or a newcomer arrives and Edelgard’s class often gets shorter class schedules or early dismissals whenever Professor Blyeth gets to fight in Smash: she is the professor handling the Black Eagles class. Sometimes even El, Petra and Dorothea along with a few others (and yes, that includes the Gatekeeper) would come over to Smash to spectate from the sidelines and support their beloved Professor.

There is a long silence when the Nintendo Switch title card plays in the laptop and Karina directs us all to watch the screen to see many clips featuring many Smashers in the current tournament before it transitions to Sakurai-san in the studio explaining about the video as well as showcasing the Mii Fighter costumes.

“Hey look, Isabelle the Dog’s demon slaying friend from Bethesda is now coming to Smash to rip and tear up the competition!” Moana screams when the Doomguy Mii Gunner costume appears.

“Good for him; I know that many fans really did want him to be in Smash, though the costume is a nice addition,” Issa agrees. “That now makes three Bethesda franchises represented in the costumes.”

“Even the Octolings and Judd the Cat got hats based on them too,” I chime in as well.

“Oh hey, guys! Sakarui’s about to reveal the last fighter for the Second Fighter’s Pass, so keep down it and don’t expect too much,” Karina informs as Sakurai transitions to the main event and we all stay silent and stay glued to our seats.

The screen turns black before the usual Smash logo opening shows up, but instead of the usual zoom in, it then turns into a flaming Smash logo with all the Smashers up until Kazuya Mishima (yeah, the guy who tried to drop Kirby off a cliff) looking at it and covered in the shadows. Did MH decided to get them to show up in there and meet the last fighter in the dark? Probably, I bet that he might be keeping it as a surprise and possibly even conserving electricity at the same time. Then cut to Inkling Girl looking in awe with the Smash logo reflecting onto her pupils as a nice ode to the first reveal trailer for the game/tourney, I honestly love this shot.

Wait a minute, the logo turns into stars and the next scene shows everyone frozen in place as toy-like ambiios?!? How is it even possible? Well, it does certainly confirmed once again that the video game version of the tourney is set in a world of make believe after all. I could swear that a lot of people crying their eyes out as they are watching this. It looks like this is the end of one great video game series about mascots fighting among each other. Or is it? Because the camera is aiming at Mario as if he looks like he’s trying to take a nap while standing up.

Riku then proceeds to mumble some words to me incoherently that something big is coming the moment Mario wakes up to see a glowing light to see the last remaining flame glowing on the floor, which I do agree with him. Suspicious right? Oh God, Mario no! Please don’t touch the fire for everyone’s sanity. Wait, hold on a second: that isn’t not just fire that he just grabbed on and then tossed it into the sky like a boomerang: the mystery object looks like a Keyblade and there’s that Mickey keychain! Yep, that’s a Keyblade alright. Could it be...

I could recognize that beam of light that Keyblades often produce whenever they lock and unlock Keyholes to other worlds, so does everyone in the room. Riku and Kairi hugged onto each other as if we’re about to brace for an emergency (Karina and Moana also did the same), Ahk stares at the screen to see if he’s not imagining things all the sudden, Issa has her mouth drop in shock, Chris and Serena didn’t cry throughout this entire presentation, Harry gasps and nearly drops Serena’s bottle, Philip turns to me for answers while Edelgard begins to sweatdrop in concern.

No words are exchanged as the light grows and shines brighter before it proceeds to shoot itself away from the Keyblade to reveal a Keyhole on another part of the room. It then glows bright within as the camera switches back to the rest of frozen Smashers as the light begins to fill the room and revives Link, Cloud, Incineroar and Mewtwo as they all gawk at it as it reveals something from the World of Light with the orchestral rendition of Simple and Clean playing in the background. And that’s when it hits us right at the gut: the familiar spiky brown hair poking out from that Keyhole.

“What!?!” Kairi shouts as the Keyhole ‘spits’ out Sora from the World of Light.

“H-h-he actually got in, for real?” Riku squeaks up.

“Oh my…” I gasp in pure shock as we watch the whole thing played out.

“Sakarui finally did it?” Issa adds in to the discussion.

“Well, it’s about time that they managed to get his darn behind into the tourney,” Karina seconds in.

Soon enough, Sora finally wakes up from his nappy time and takes notes from Peter Pan and Tinkerbell as he flies around, sprinkling fairy dust all over the other Smashers, before landing on the floor and the Keyblade flying back to his hand.

“Damn it, Sora!” I scream as the splash screen pops in.

“Kai, your boy has finally made it big time!” Moana shakes Kairi in congratulation rather rapidly that it nearly gives my lil sis a dizzying spell.

“Moana, please don’t make Kairi that dizzy,” Harry had to tell her that.

“Whoops! Sorry Kairi,” she apologizes to her which she accepts.

So with that, we switch back to Sakurai going in depth with Sora’s moveset after he discussed about the Kingdom Hearts games and world. And he has gotten 4 costume changes, man Sora, that’s a big wardrobe you’re bringing in, oh wait, he even got the Timeless River costume too. That makes it 5 then.

“Oh gods, Sakurai is making us suffer by watching Sakurai using Sora to beat up everyone,” Ahk tells us as the Sora moveset showcase begins.

“No kidding,” Harry muses as we see Sora beating everyone in Battlefield.

“Whoa, they went for Sealing the Keyhole instead of having Trinity Force with Donald and Goofy? What a bummer,” Karina bemoans in dismay.

“Well, you know modern Disney: too overprotective of their IPs,” Philip reminds her.

“Oh new stage, what could it be?” Riku gleefully chimes in before they reveal Hollow Bastion as the stage, “Whoa, Hollow Bastion. I never thought that you will return again.”

Then the stage changes into Dive to the Heart and it had Riku and Kairi in the stained glass in one, Riku being the main focus of the second one, Roxas in the middle of the third, Xion in the fourth, Terra for the fifth, a sleepy Ven in the sixth, and Aqua’s in the seventh.

“Pretty!” I complimented the look of each stained glass.

“Quite impressive I will admit,” El agrees with me too.

Then Sakurai begins a playthrough with Sora facing Cloud and Sephiroth in Hollow Bastion, for a while, we all thought that he’s going to be a goner with Cloud and Sephiroth beating him up in the Stamina match but then the tides begin to turn in his favor after Sephy lost his full stock and with Sora having to take down Cloud next. When he did, the scene begins to go into a slow white fade out with a Game!

“Alright! Sora did it! He defeated both Cloud and mean old Sephy,” Riku cheers on.

“Woo! Go Sora!” me, Kairi, Moana, and Karina screams aloud.

“That was brilliant!” Harry agrees before he turns to Serena, “Did you hear? Uncle Sora managed to defeat two opponents in a Smash Ultimate playthrough.”

“9 songs is better than nothing at all,” Issa observes, “It would be a licensing nightmare to talk to Disney if they can borrow a couple of songs from them and they straight up refuse to assist, oh well. Oooh, a Dearly Beloved Swing arrangement, nice! I better get that save file on the Switch prompto!”

“And check out that Spirit Board: Aunt Kairi has a Spirit of herself,” Edelgard informs us as the Spirit Board for KH is revealed.

“Oh gee, never thought that it could ever happen, but thanks,” she blushes.

“Hey, I got one as well, same with Axel, Xion, Roxas, Aqua, Terra and Ven,” Riku joins in, “Marina is so going to be happy to see her boyfriend as a Spirit. She will probably try to get him real soon.”

“You bet it right, Riku, you bet it right,” I nod and agree with that last statement.

“Oh hey, he’s going to be ready within a few weeks’ time,” Karina speaks up, “Neat! The roster is now complete.”

“Even Steve and Alex have amiibos of themselves being made, that’s even more wonderful,” Ahk takes note of it, “I’m pretty sure that Sora will have one of his own along with Pyra, Mythra, that jerk who tried to threw Kirby off a cliff, and even Sephiroth soon.”

“WHAT?!? Kingdom Hearts are coming to the Switch too!?!” I am surprised to hear the news as Sakurai reveals this new information, that is so mind-blowing.

When it fades to black then to the Ultimate mural, the camera then goes for the space between Ganondorf and Dark Samus to fill in Sora’s spot before panning back. Man, this Presentation is long and is finally ending, thank God; it must be tiring to sit down and watch a nearly hour long video as Sakurai showcases the screenshots he has made and showed off in Twitter. Man, so many memories and montages. And the achievements, wow, that is a lot of them, it will be a game feat that I don’t think it will be broken for a long time.

Man, I will miss the presentations and Sakurai’s corny jokes for sure. I wish him a nice deserving break from all the game development for sure as he gives thanks to everyone from the devs to the players to the people prompting the game and ends it off with a heartfelt goodbye as it fades to back into the full reveal trailer.

“Oh gee, I’m going to miss the Smash Presentations,” Kairi sighs, “I can’t believe that we’re coming to an end.”

“Man, it’s finally over,” Riku gasps in remark as the full trailer plays out, “I don’t think that there will be a game like Ultimate for a very long time. That’s for certain.”

“I agree, Riku. It’s to going to be a tough act to follow up on,” I add in before I look up at the ceiling and murmur some words, “It’s been a long time coming, Sora. You truly deserve that last spot, you really do. Have fun in the tourney and Smash Mansion, buddy.”

Sora is Finally Here!

The End

[kai-keda]

Real talk, I’ve always been super curious about the fact that a certain group of fans of things - especially of animated shows and games - tend to lose their minds over characters that aren’t actually resembling of a human. At all.

And it’s not a sexuality thing. I am a far cry from asexual (and aromantic for that matter, see also, my fiancé) and when I say that, I mean I’m not anywhere on the spectrum. I am very much so attracted to physical appearance and can be attracted to someone based on that alone. (It’s why I’m comfortable with the Bisexual label even though the “bi” part wrongly implies only believing in two genders. It’s just that I have preferences for presented genders as far as pure physical appearance is concerned. The more feminine you look, the more likely I am to be attracted to your appearance. I’m not attracted to everybody equally, there are preferences, and if my attraction to you physically is going to change based on becoming closer to you emotionally, it’s gonna take a long ass time)

The fandom phenomenon I’m talking about is one I have been victim of time and time again, see Sans from Undertale as a very famous example that I fell into the trap of.

There’s something fascinating about the fact that there’s a whole group of fans that tend to focus so heavily on so many other aspects to a character, that what they actually look like is something that is either acceptable as is, or can be fixed in fanart.

Me being absolutely head over heels over Macaque from Monkie Kid in a “I wouldn’t pick you for marry or kill in FMK” way is not because of his design. Oh sure, I joke about it being because I’m a furry but I don’t really think that’s part of it in his case.

It’s the way the English voice actor reads his lines and the way the character is written in the first place. I’m certain his musical theme and lite motifs have something to do with it, too, given how easily manipulated I am by music thanks to my family’s history in it. His personality just gets me super excited in a not-in-front-of-the-kids way, if you get me.

But, again, I wouldn’t pick him for “marry” which implies I’m not interested in him as a fantasy husband sort of way (I would absolutely marry Wukong, though, but we’ll get there when we get there) so I must only be attracted to his appearance, right? But he does not resemble a human at all.

Not ONLY is he a monkey but he is designed as a LEGO monkey. Sure, the only explicitly lego thing about his design are his hands and he’s an anthropomorphic lego monkey so he is more resembling of a human than, say, Mo the cat, but he’s still not human.

Yes, I’m a furry, but I’m not stupid. I know that if someone actually looked like that irl, I would not want any of that. (I actually find hair to be completely disgusting and have only recently accepted that if my fiancé likes having long hair, then I can at least let him know how much I love when he puts it up)

And to bring up Sans from UnderTale again, there is nothing sexy about his design to me. Full stop.

I think - when looking at how I would marry Lego Wukong in a heartbeat as well as all that that implies - personality has to have something to do with it. But why?

Why do so many people feel the need to Tumblr-sexify these characters?

Why are so many of us, who aren’t really swayed very much by personality types when it comes to physical attraction to someone’s appearance, so quick to becoming sexually attracted to characters in a physical way that honestly should not be physically attractive to us?

Why did I find Sans sexy after finishing the game and learning more about his story?

Why did I find Macaque sexy the instant he said “Well, see you around, MK?”

Why do I want to bone the skeleton and fuck the evil lego shadow monkey?

Why am I not the only one experiencing this phenomenon all the time?

I wish I knew where to start as far as researching this sort of thing, but I don’t think there’s any actual data regarding fandom related fantasies and if there is, I wouldn’t know how to find it.

All I can do right now is rewatch Sarah Z’s video on the Onceler fandom and meme my love of Macaque and Sans to hell and back.

[sir-adrien-swagreste]

Shipping with Myself - A ML Fanfic

(Based on the following post: <Click Here> )

It was a normal Akumaless day in Paris. Adrien Agreste was busy practicing the Piano when he was talking to Plagg about the possibilities of someone discovering his Identity as Chat Noir.

“Hey Plagg, do you think there’s anyone who thought about me being Chat Noir?”

“Kid, if that happened that reporter girl from your school would be on top of it ASAP. You’re good kid.”

“I don’t know....Oh I know! Let’s search online and see if anyone has tried to search up my and Chat Noir.”

Adrien goes to his computer at his desk and searches “Adrien Agreste Chat Noir”. The results were a little shocking for him as he got 1,000+ results. The first link brought him to a Fanfiction called “A Chatastic Night”. Curious, he clicked onto the link to see what it was about. As he began to read it, he couldn’t help but be impressed with how well the Author nailed Chat Noir & all of his Puns. Unfortunately for our Sunshine, his intrigue was going to shift to pure shock.

“Ok, I’m just getting out of the Shower when Chat arrived.....wait why does Chat have a Red Rose in his Mouth?”

Plagg is watching his child read this clearly lewd Fanfic while trying not to laugh & is kinda curious to see how far it goes.

“Chat walks towards the partially dressed Model and begins to undress himself as he grabs the Chatastic Model & gives him a passionate kiss. Chat then grabbed the towel wrapped around Adrien and....”

“OH MY GOD!!!!” Adrien shouted!

“Bwahahahahaha oh my god!” Keep reading! I got to hear how this goes! Let’s see “Adrien then grabbed Chats tail and pulled it off while whispering in his Ear “Purr for Daddy”. Kid.....this is Unreal! Also this has been read by 50,000 + people”

“PLAGG SHUT UP!!! OMG OMG OMG! Ok it’s no big deal. I just have to close the page, clear my history & no one will ever...”

“Adrien? I heard you scream. Is everything ok”

Adrien stopped in his tracks immediately. It was Ladybug. She was standing just outside his window. She walked into see how Adrien was doing while also trying to stay calm as she was I her crushes room.

“M’L..I mean Ladybug! I’m rood..I mean I’m good. I just uhhh stubbed my toe. That’s all. No worries here.”

Ladybug sign in relief. “Glad to hear it. I thought that maybe an Akuma showed up or something. I’m glad to see that you’re so fine..I mean that you are okay. I better....”

Ladybug paused as if she was in deep thought. Adrien was curious to see if she was ok when he realized that she was looking at his computer screen. With a Raunchy Chat Noir X Adrien Agreste Fanfic open on his screen. Adrien suddenly began to panic.

“LADYBUGITSNOTWHATITLOOKSLIKE!! I-I-I-I Just found the link by accident. I wasn’t reading this becau..”

Ladybug was about as red as her costume. Unable to know what to say she bolted out of the window screaming that she had to run! Adrien fell over in defeat and anguish. Not only does his Lasy think he likes someone else, but it a guy and more importantly it’s himself! Plagg came out of hiding u able to hold it in any longer.

“OH MY ME!! THIS IS TOO MUCH!! THIS IS ALMOST BETTER THEN CAMEMBERT!!”

Adrien proceeded to hide himself under his pillow and remained in his room for the rest of the day.

——————————————————————————

Meanwhile, Ladybug silently arrived home and transformed back into her civilian form and was about to follow suit and crawled into bed hugging a pillow while screaming.

“Marinette? Are you okay?” Asked Tikki

“Ok? OK?!? NOO!! I’m not okay!! Adrien is in love with Chat Noir!!”

Marinette began to tear up. Marinette reaches out to her laptop and began typing onto it. The page brought her to a website with the User “The Y-Bug”. In the links of things on the users page included a certain link. A link to a Fanfic by that very Author. The link was to none other then “A Chatastic Night”.

“Why did I have to make that stupid Fanfic?!? What if Adrien finds out that I wrote that?!?”

Tikki attempted to comfort her Master while also trying to figure out why Adrien was on that page to begin with since she knows Chat & Adrien are one and the same.

——————————————————————————

Several days pasted and Adrien was not to be seen in school at all. Apparently he was sick and was unable to come to school. Everyone was concerned, but Marinette was panicking since she thinks it was because of what happened.

When she went home she immediately walked up to her room and sat by her computer to quickly get all of her work done and retire early for the night.

“Ugh! This is the worst!”

Suddenly she heard a ping come from her computer. Apparently it was from a User from the Fanfiction site who went by “SwagChat”. They claimed that their Agreste/Noir Fic was really well made & had sent them a link to a Fanfic of their own. Trying to get her mind off of what happened, she decided to give it a read. Maybe this would help make her feel better.

The title of the Fic was called “A Spotty Situation”. It stared Ladybug as the Main Character & went through the Adventures between her and Chat Noir. Seeing this helped put a smile on her face. She was also impressed that the Author has her character down to a T.

“Whoever this is must be a real big Ladybug Fan.”

She continued reading the Fanfic. Apparently the Ladybug in this wanted to find herself a new style for her Super Suit but was having dificulties getting ideas. Ladybug then mentions one of the people she once saved who she knew was also a Rising Star in the Fashion World. The person she was going to was none other then Paris’ own, Mari eye Dupain Cheng.

“....Marinette?!? That’s me!!! Why am I in this. Also Rising Star?!?”

Marinette was both shocked and also flattered that whoever wrote this thought so highly of her. As Marinette continued to read the fanfic, Tikki was listening and reading from behind. Tikki was also curious as to how this individual knew her and Ladybug so well. This is when a sudden thought dawned onto her.

“No way.....it couldn’t be....”

In the fanfic Ladybug & Marinette apparently became fast friends. Marinette happily helped Ladybug come up with ideas for a new style for her Suit. Marinette asked Ladybug if she could take a few measurements & Ladybug allowed. As Marinette was taking Ladybug’s Measurement, she accidentally tripped and fell on top of Ladybug.

“OMG Ladybug, I’m so sorry are you al..”

Marinette stopped as her eyes suddenly locked with Ladybug. Both were silent, both of their hearts began to race and both started to get a little Red in the face.

“It’s...ok. Uhh....I....I....”

A shout can’t from outside. Soulds like there was an Akuma Attack going on. Ladybug quickly collected her thoughts as she and Marinette got up and Ladybug prepared to leave. Before she left, Marinette called out to her.

“Ummm will.....will I see you again Ladybug?”

Ladybug began to blush just as Marinette had.

“Of...of course. Can’t wait to see you again!”

Ladybug then left in order to stop the Akuma that was reeking havoc.

Marinette still red in the face with her heart feeling like it was going to leap out of her chest.

“See you soon.” A soft smile appeared as she said this. End of First chapter of “A Spotty Situation”.

—————————————————————————-

Marinette just finished reading this with a face so red it put her Ladybug Suit to shame.

“What The Hell Is This?!? Why is there a Marinette x Ladybug Fanfic here. And Who The Hell is SwagChat?!? OMG I swear if this is Chat, I will kick his fine ass!! But even if this was him it’s not like he’d know that this was my user.”

Tikki remained silent. (“Well you’re not incorrect.” “Plagg, this was your idea! I’m sure of it! When I see you, we will have words!”)

——————————————————————————

Meanwhile at the Agretes Mansion, Adrien was sitting at his desk in his pajamas with a flush face. In truth he was actually a little under the weather although that didn’t make him guilt free. Not long before, he had just finished Writting the first part of a MariBug Fanfic. “Why did he choose Marinette?” To him, she was his everyday Ladybug. It felt somewhat fitting to use her. Plus she knew Ladybug and Chat Noir so it wasn’t too far fetched. He just hoped she’d never see this or find out he wrote it. He couldn’t imagine how she’d react if she found out one of her Best Friends was writing a fanfic where they pair her with Ladybug.

Plagg is currently eating Cheese while thinking to himself “Oh kid, if only you knew!”

*Ping*

Adrien looked over to his computer and saw that he just got a IM from the user “The Y-Bug”. Y-Bug?!? Wait wasn’t that the one I sent the link to? They read it already? Let’s see.

“SwagChat. First off thank you for your comments about my fanfic. I was surprised when you sent over this link & even more so after I read it. What inspired you to write it?”

Adrien was nervous since he didn’t want to reveal too much & also wanted to respond so they didn’t try to inquire more about him and possibly find out that he was Adrien or worse Chat Noir.

“Hello Bug. I guess my inspiration was a few things. First was your Fanfic. As for the second.....I....Actually am somewhat farmiliar with both Ladybug & Marinette. I’ve been a fan of Ladybug since her debut and as for Marinette....well I’ve a fan of some of her work. She’s a new Self Designer but if you asked me, she could even give Gabriel Agreste a run for his money. I really admire her so when I think of two girls in my life as a Pairing, it kinda make me feel....happy.”

Marinette fell silent. Whoever this person is, they must really know her well to think so highly of her. Both of her. Despite being pissed earlier, she couldn’t help but feel happy. She then wondered if she knew this user and tried to see if she could get them to reveal anything about themselves.

“Nice try, Bug. Can’t do that. Cats got my tongue. Though maybe if we can chat some more maybe I’ll feel more comfortable seeing you in person. Afterall, it sounds like you also live in Paris so maybe we will bump into each other. Can’t help but be curious about who made this Fic. Chat out.”

Marinette was half convinced at this point.

“It’s Chat! I’m sure of it! He saw my post and is trying to get back at me by making this post.”

Tikki decided to jump in.

“If it is him....are you upset?”

“At first I was, but now....I can’t help but find myself smiling. Oh No! Am I falling for Chat now? Speaking of there’s still the Adrien/Chat situation. Ugh...what do I do?”

——————————————————————————

Adrien just finished loggin off his computer when Plagg landed onto his head to talk about “Y-Bug”.

“So kid.....how do you feel?”

Adrien was silent for a second.

“I’m...okay Plagg. Y-Bug really wanted to know who I was. Can’t help but wonder if she suspects anything. Also.....”

“Also?”

“I feel like I know them somehow. I don’t know why but I just have this feeling that I know who the Author is but I can’t put my finger on it...”

Plagg sighs as he begins to think to himself.

“Good thing I flew over to Marinette’s house the other day to see if my hunch was right. It’s also good that Adrien was sick sleeping all day yesterday so he didn’t realize where I went. After this, I’m getting tired of waiting for these two to figure it out. I hope my plan to hook these two up somehow using these “Fanfics” of theirs works. I guess only time will tell.”

Hope you all liked this.

Tags: @buggachat for starting this, @gale-of-the-nomads for inspiring this particular idea, and also @masked-bixch since I usually tag you in posts like this.

[freudensteins-monster]

Live From My Bedroom! It’s Darcy Lewis!

Based on a fic prompt I received forever ago and have been working on ever since.

Images used in the fake youtube screenshots were sourced almost entirely from Kat Dennings and RDJ's social media accounts.

Please note that this has been written in a very basic script/video transcript format. And has not been beta'd. Fingers crossed it's still easy to read. xoxox

Chapter One: Whatever Happened to Darcy Lewis?

[Title Card: A cheap animated explosion solely using colours from the Lisa Frank colour wheel with the text “LIVE FROM MY BEDROOM! IT’S DARCY LEWIS!” in the middle.]

[Video opens on a cheerful woman in her 30’s sitting in what looks like a teenager’s bedroom from the 90’s. The walls are covered in band/movie posters and the shelves are full of books, Barbies, and other toys from the era. The woman has long wavy brown hair and she is wearing a dark blue t-shirt with a Grumpy Bear symbol on it.]

Hello world! It’s Darcy Lewis here, cashing in on the childhood nostalgia train by launching my very own youtube channel. [winning smile] So… Whatever Happened to Darcy Lewis? This was a question posed to me by a random stranger after she had been staring at me for a solid five minutes as I stood in the tampon aisle of my local grocery store trying to make a decision.

[Cut scene]

[Text on screen: *Dramatic recreation]

[Darcy, dressed in basic t-shirt, staring at shelf of tampons]

[notices someone watching her]

[turns head]

Darcy dressed up like a yoga mom, caught staring: OMG. I am so sorry. It’s just that you look just like that kid from that tv show.

Darcy, dressed in a basic t-shirt, holding two boxes of tampons: [deadpan voice] I get that all the time.

Yoga Mom!Darcy: [deep in thought] Whatever happened to that girl anyway?

Darcy: [still holding up two boxes of tampons] I heard she moved to Florida to breed alligators.

Yoga Mom!Darcy: [shocked face] Really?!

Darcy: [still holding up two boxes of tampons] …No.

[End cut scene]

So, yeah, I am that kid from that tv show. In 1990, at the age of five, I was cast in the sitcom Live from Suburbia! If you don’t remember it you were probably watching Full House. That, or you’re just too young. It’ll be thirty years this month since Live from Suburbia! first aired, and come December I am going to be thirty-five years old.

[video goes black and white, zooms in on a distraught Darcy’s face]

[Psycho shower scene music plays]

[Darcy shakes herself out of it and video returns to normal]

So, yeah, I forgive you if you haven’t seen it.

[Text flashes on screen: HEY NETFLIX! PICK IT UP ALREADY!]

My parents have probably never even seen an episode they weren’t on set for either. They were never really keen on the idea of me becoming a child actor. They’re both college professors – they were prepared for, like, mathletes or debate club, not driving me to auditions and having me take classes with a tutor in a trailer parked outside a soundstage. [laughs] But I was super obsessed with Drew Barrymore in E.T. and when my mom explained that E.T. wasn’t real, and that Drew was an actress, I decided that was what I wanted to do. So when I heard people talking about auditions being held at a local shopping mall, and that they were looking for a “precocious” 5-6 year old girl, I kind of demanded that my parents let me go. That audition was for a cereal commercial – I didn’t get it, but the casting director liked me so when they were starting the casting process for Live from Suburbia! they asked me to audition for the role of Siouxsie.

[Text appears on screen: *NOT SUSIE. SIOUXSIE. LIKE SIOUXSIE AND THE BANSHEES. #endthedebate]

Live from Suburbia! was about a wannabe rock star from LA, played by a pre-famous, pre-infamous, Tony Stark, who had to put his dreams on hold and move to the suburbs when he becomes the sole guardian of his two kids; Siouxsie and Hendrix, played by a pre-teen Clint Barton. You might recognise him too; his most recent album just went platinum.

[images of Clint Barton rocking out on stages around the world flash on screen]

The show was axed in 1994 and I pretty much went back to the real world for a few years and went back to school full time. My parents were pretty insistent on that. Towards the end of middle school they let me get back in contact with my agent and I soon got a recurring role as mean girl Kaitlyn on the Disney Channel show Total Drama Teens. And later on when I was a senior in high school I played Void, the goth hacker-slash-tech support to a brooding vigilante in one of the last great straight-to-video action duds of the Blockbuster era. 

[sudden dramatic close up] 

But we don’t talk about that. 

[zoom out]

After high school I went to Culver University and studied full time. My parents insisted I get a “real degree” so I ended up majoring in Political Science with a minor in Drama, instead of the other way around, and without the Political Science, like I wanted. After I graduated, despite my parents’ concerns, I moved to L.A. to try and become an actress full time. You might remember me from such unforgettable roles as the “kooky” comedic relief-slash-best friend in five different rom-coms from the mid-2000’s – four of which were called Jenny. I am not kidding. 

[Images of her characters appear on screen: Jenny, Jenny, Jennie, Madison, and Jenny.]

I’ve also had bit parts on every Law & Order and CSI series there is, and had recurring roles as the “kooky” girlfriend in about three different sitcoms over the past five years. 

[Darcy sighs]

[Text on screen: SIGHS IN TYPECAST]

Most recently I finished work on my first serious dramatic role in an indie movie called Bottled Lightning. It’s been entered in a few film festivals, I’ve gotten some good reviews for my performance, but as of last week it had still not secured a distribution deal. So, yeah… That one’s probably only going to be seen by a dozen film critics from three different film festivals and then sort of disappear into the unknown. [pouts] So here I am. Taking a break from the grind of auditioning. In my time capsule of a childhood bedroom. Housesitting for my parents while they’re drinking their way across Europe. 

[Darcy sighs again]

[Text on screen: SIGHS IN UNREALISED POTENTIAL]

My parents suggested I just give up on the whole acting thing altogether, move closer to them, get a “real job”… So I created a youtube channel instead. [cheeky smile] I’ve got a few ideas for upcoming episodes. Next week I’m going to be doing a reaction video to the pilot episode of Live from Suburbia! It’s been a good twenty-five years since I’ve seen it, but I’ve got the entire series on VHS. …just got to figure out how to get that digital so I can insert it into one of these videos…

[pensive music]

[Text on screen: COME ON NETFLIX! HELP A GIRL OUT!]

And then maybe a reaction to the first episode of Full House, or a review of the best child actor performances... Maybe if these videos get some traction I might even be able to do some interviews with other child actors – what do you think? Let me know in the comments. And I’m sure you know the drill already: Like, Subscribe, and Share. Thanks for dropping by! I’ll see you next week!

[Darcy blows a kiss to camera, screen fades to black]

NEXT VIDEO: Live from Suburbia! Pilot Episode Reaction (feat. Fizzgig)

*** ** ***

Notes: NEXT VIDEO is not indicative of what the next chapter is about but done simply to imply that Darcy has a whole lot of other videos on her channel that I haven’t written. Also, I named her parent’s cat Fizzgig for the 80s/90s kid vibes.

Tagging everyone who commented on the original tumblr fic prompt in case you wanted to see the end result. @zephrbabe @evieplease @endlesscalendar @lynnestra44 @founderofshield @oldenoughtobeyourmama  @typhoidmeri @phoenix-173 @suzieqsez @kiaraalexisklay @slytherinstarkravingmad​

[theforbiddenpriestess]

His Lotus Flower 𑁍

Summary: 

An archeologist accidentally awakens the mummy of Egypt's famous unnamed Pharaoh. Soon she finds the reason why.

Chapter 1 

The sound of your voice is sweet Full like the taste of date wine And I, drunken girl in a tangle of flowers Live only as a captive to hear it. -AN EGYPTIAN LOVE POEM, C.1300 B.C.

𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍𑁍

“Hello?” the young woman yawns as she stretches herself out of bed. 

“Mana! Where are you? For crying out loud! Your flight leaves in an hour!” her boss demands from the other side of the line.

Practically leaping towards the bathroom, the young woman shrieks, “Oh no!”

Hanging up and swearing at her alarm clock, the young woman manages to get ready in under five minutes and scrambles towards the airport, her luggage rolling behind her. 

As she tells the cab that she’s heading to the airport, she cannot help but chuckle to herself on why she was running late. She did not want to wake up as she was once again dreaming of the beautiful place, filled with soft sand, a long and big gorgeous turquoise pastel river, and sweet flower scents from the garden. Then she felt the arms of someone hugging her, making her feel valued, loved, and… safe. 

No matter how many times she tried, she could never see his face. This man, who held her with such grace and love, presented a dark shadow face. 

Never allowing her to see who she dreamt about. 

However, he wasn’t the only one. There were more people she dreamt of that she never got the chance to see their faces. It was as if the only people she ever dreams of only had silhouette faces. 

The woman smiled as she leaned her head on the cab’s window and looked at the passing buildings. Ever since she was young she dreamt of sandy lands, hiding inside of a giant vase, and being held so high before being placed on the shoulders of someone who her heart knew she felt an immense amount of love towards. 

Before she could continue to daydream more the driver announced that they had arrived. Thanking the driver after a nice tip, Mana turned around and glanced at Domino city one last time before stepping into the airport. 

Something in her heart practically screamed at her that things were about to change, but as always, she continued forward bravely. 

𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨𓀨

Mana whined as she stretched her arms and legs like a cat awakened from a long slumber. However, she wasn’t in slumber. She had been brushing all day the pyramid’s floor tiles. She slowly turned her head towards the legendary royal garden, which is just a few strides away. Though the garden was nothing but sand and rocks now, even under the red sun of late July Mana admires what's left of the garden. 

Mana’s gaze slowly moves towards the desk and her lips form into a soft grin. There, sitting so proudly on the wooden desk are the newly discovered relief pieces of artwork of the nameless Pharaoh and Dark Magician Girl. Mana smiles at the process she has done since the morning. 

After arriving in Egypt for her summer project to investigate the newly found palace, Mana was taken towards the Egyptian Museum in Tahrir, where she was escorted to their mummy preserves. There, she was permitted to see the famous nameless Pharaoh’s tomb. She recalled almost crying at such sight as if she was destined to always meet it. With the archaeologists and scientists at her side, she was allowed to touch it gently and she recalled feeling an aurora surrounding her at the moment. A spark, a ignite of fire, a beautiful deja vu. It’s as if she- she was meant to do that. Only she was meant to touch this Pharaoh’s tomb. 

Soon after that, she was taken to the newly discovered lost palace of the nameless Pharaoh. It had taken nine years to uncover the palace but it was a groundbreaking discovery. A palace everyone had given up as lost forever within the sand’s time. 

She remembered gasping when she stepped within the palace’s crumbling walls. It was breathtaking for her. The long hallways filled with endless secret paintings and hieroglyphics. Countless broken vases made her heart swell in pain and the shattered pillars almost made her cry. It was such a beautiful palace and from what Mana could tell, the people who lived within these walls were happy.  

It brought her joy knowing that long long ago, not only was this a palace, but also a sanctuary filled with beauty, honor, and peace. They must've been so happy here, Mana muses, thinking absently of the Pharaoh and his servants. Though she wishes he lived a long happy life, she knows, after years of research, that the Pharaoh sadly departed too soon from this world.

“Need help, Mana?” 

Mana stands up from the floor and smiles. 

“It’s alright Mr. Muto. Thank you though!”

Archaeologist Solomon Muto chuckles at Mana’s bright personality. “As much as I love your enthusiasm Mana, don’t you need to head back to your hotel? We’re the only ones left in this palace.”

“Thank you for your concern, Mr. Muto,” Mana begins. “But I want to finish something so if it’s no bother, I’ll stay for a bit more.” Mr. Muto shoots her a worried look which makes her smile widely. “Nothing to worry about Mr. Muto, I’ll be okay. The sun is still up, is it not?”

Solomon thinks for a moment before nodding slowly. “Alright, then Mana. Please be careful and just know that security is a walkie-talkie away or outside these palace walls.” Mana nods. 

Solomon bids her farewell but before he can completely disappear from her sight he turns around. “Oh, Mana!” Mana immediately jogs towards him. “Yes?”

Solomon snaps his fingers as if he just recalled something. “I almost forgot. The CEO, who is also our sponsor, is coming over in a while to see the progress our team has been doing. He’ll be picking up some documents on the table stand over there. If you want I can stay and-”

Mana shook her head. “No, Mr. Muto. You need to rest. Besides, isn’t your grandson expecting a call from you soon?” Solomon gives her a look to which Mana grins at. 

“Fine then. Take care, Mana.” Solomon laughs softly before he waves at her and leaves. Mana smiles in triumph as she watches the old man go. He needed the rest, Mana thought as she turned back to her work. 

Half an hour passes and as she hums expecting some scrolls she tilts her head and groans at the dull pain in her neck. She lifts her head and she catches a glimpse of a shadow in the distance, within the crumbled walls of the palace’s hallway.

Mana pauses and hesitates. Though she wishes for this person to scram off and to not be stepping all over her team’s survey marks she remembers what Mr. Muto told her. Realizing the CEO had arrived, Mana takes her eyes off the scroll and takes off her gloves before heading over to the figure. 

Mana skips cheerfully towards him, excited to know who her team expedition sponsor is. Getting closer to him the man turns gently towards her. A soft gasp escapes from her lips as she stops. 

It was a young man, who looked around her age or a little older than she was. His skin was quite pale as if he had been hidden away from the sun for too long. 

He was wearing black pants, a dark midnight blue vest, a leather choker with metal pieces, golden armbands around his muscular arms, and black leather shoes. 

His hair was the most peculiar type of hair Mana had ever seen. It took every strength of her own to not touch it. It consisted of three different colors, with most of his hair spiked up. Most of it was black, except the edges, which were tainted with magenta. Though some of his golden locks spiked up with the rest of his hair, golden locks fell to each side of his face, like lighting bolts

However, the reason why Mana gasped was because of his eyes. Beautiful, crimson eyes that shined like red rubies. Oh, how she just wanted to stare at them forever. Though he had an intimidating gaze, he was also so handsome. His stance which showed his full of confidence only enhanced that idea. 

He was utterly divine.

“Oh, you must be the CEO!” Mana cheerfully says clearing her throat as she breaks away from her train of thoughts.

The stranger stares back at her, unabashed. 

“This palace… based on the limestones, was from 3000 B.C, no?”

“Yeah!” Mana tries to recover her foolish staring at him. She wipes the beads of sweat off her forehead and replies, “You’re the first who guesses correctly. We've had many people answer incorrectly as they get lost at calculating how old the palace is.” 

He smiles softly. Mana’s heart swells up. 

“You work here I assume?”

A sheepish smile paints Mana’s face, “Yup, if my clothes don’t give it away. Hehe.” Mana gestures at the sweat-soaked tee and loose blue jeans covered in dust and mud.

The stranger doesn't respond but Mana sees in his eyes a spark of joy and fondness. He gestures around them, “Is researching ancient Egypt a passion of yours? Or is it some kind of dull research project?”

Mana’s eyes lit up as she replied, “Oh yes! Researching ancient Egypt is my passion ever since I can recall.” She paces around and eyes the structures with fondness, “My orphanage took me and the kids to some local museum, and that month the museum was displaying ancient Egyptian finds. Imagine the horror adults felt when four-year-old me could understand the hieroglyphics on the displays.”

The stranger looks at Mana carefully. His eyes filled with amusement. 

Mana’s eyes widen as she does a double-take and bows, “Oh I am super sorry! So sorry, my name is Mana.”

She stands straight again and extends out her hand, “What’s your name?”

The stranger takes her hand and looks deep into her eyes, making her freak out internally. 

“Yami, Yami Yugi.”

“Yami. Yami.” Mana pronounces his name, liking how it sounded.

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