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too late, it's too late

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Hi! I just found you and im glad i found you because i neeed heelpp (if its not a bother ofc!) ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽, I'm writing a fic and I'm researching japanese names but I'm not sure if I'm doing it right?? and so far this is what i think i'll be settling on but im not sure yet ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ

(surname) 加護 = kago / hiragana: かご / katakana: カゴ

加 = means to add, augment, to influence (?)

護 = protection, safeguard, defend."

(given name) 千聖 = chisato / hiragana: ちさと / katakana: チサト

千 = thousand, many

聖 = holy, sacred, saint (?)

please forgive me if it sounds really weird CRIES but the vibe i was going for is that the character im writing is someone that is very dutiful to the independent organization they joined, not only do they want to protect and defend people's lives, but to also contribute and introduce more ways to protect them albeit in a way that's not usual from the org's ways?

so kinda like = 'to protect and aid many' (?)

ALSO, the name chisato also has the 'holy, sacred' meaning which i felt like was fitting for my character because they have spiritual ties, kinda like someone who 'hears the word of god', (and theyre also a former cult symbol/ leader LMAO)

I just really wanna ask if that makes sense or am i making my own meanings here HAHAHA so i can change it to something more fitting to what i want but more #correct (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠)

(also its a kimetsu no yaiba fanfic LMFAO)

Hello! Great question. I love names in general, and names in Japanese are particularly interesting because of the kanji.

I am by no means an expert, BUT I will offer my two cents (and also get feedback from my boyfriend who is, in fact, Japanese).

Looks like you did great research!!

BF says 加護 is a real last name, and the kanji mean exactly what you said. Nice!

For Chisato, I know it's a common name since I have had a bunch of students with that name over the past 5 years. I always do name research on Pon-Navi, and the two kanji you chose come together as the second result (out of 169) for "spellings" of that name. So that seems legit!

As far as I can tell, your take on the kanji meanings are also correct. From the Pon-Navi site, "A person of great wisdom and virtue, a person who is respected. A person who is an authority in a field, a person who has mastered the truth. Wise, wise, virtuous. Pure, beautiful." (link)

And I'm seeing the holy (specifically saint) meaning pop up on jisho.org as well!

Thanks for the ask, and godspeed with your fic-writing :)

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nsfw 18+ #13 with barzal and fluff #2 with him as well :)

nsfw #13. look at the way he looks at you, think he knows i’m fucking you behind his back?

pairing: mat barzal x f!reader word count: 1.1k warning: minors DNI, 18+ fic, mentions of cheating (reader cheats on bf with mat), oral receiving (m), dirty talk, this is legit just smut

It was the same game you played every time you saw him. His eyes would trace your figure, your body swaying to the beat of the music, your mind trying to find itself elsewhere instead of on him. He knew it, he played to it. He knew what made you tick, what mean you yearn for him, the ways to wrap you around his finger and keep your there until you were blissful and content, enough to keep you from getting riled up until the next time.

You loved your boyfriend, with every fibre of your being, you did. He was kind, and generous, and so incredibly loving. But he wasn’t Mat, he was everything that Mat wasn’t, yet Mat was everything you wanted him to be.

The nights you picked were specific, knowing full well Mat would be exactly where you wanted him to be, his eyes watching your every move as you moved yourself around the floor. It was a monthly thing, Mat’s eyes trailing yours as you made your way around his viewing, his eyes focusing on you even when his lips were pressed to the neck of a pretty blonde in a tight skirt.

You were everything he wanted, and everything he couldn’t have whenever he wanted it.

“Playing with fire tonight, aren’t you?” his voice was instantly recognizable, only metres behind you now, the blonde that was in his arms just minutes before now scarce and unable to be seen.

“Didn’t know I was doing anything different tonight, Mr. Barzal,” battling your lashes towards him, you gently pushed your body forward so your palm could lay gently on his chest. Your eyes never lost contact with his, the heat of his body pressing closer to yours with every inch you made yourself move.

“Mr. Barzal, eh? We going full Fifty Shades tonight, babe? Gonna be hard to cover those bruises then,” mewling at the way his lips pressed against the side of your neck, you could barely respond as his hands found themselves pressed against your hips.

Your body moved in sync with the Islanders forward, the beat of the music just egging the two of you on as you moved simultaneously. It took less than an hour for your back to hit the inside of his apartment door, the bottom of your dress already hiked up around your hips as Mat pressed two fingers into you, ripping a load moan from your throat.

“God, you’re absolutely soaked. Fuck, that’s so hot.”

Rolling your eyes at his words, you pushed your head forward to revisit your lips against his, Mat’s fingers finding a steady pace inside of your core as his tongue battled against yours. You could feel the tent in his pants rutting against the skin covered by fabric, his other hand moving down so he could press his thumb against your bundle of nerves, eliciting a whimper from your lips as you pressed yourself closer to his hand.

“So needy for me, baby. You want me to fill you up? Bend you over and push my cock right into your tight little pussy? Maybe pull your hair and ruin this pretty makeup you put on all for me? Is that what you want, baby?”

You could feel him slowing his pace down, expecting a response to fall from your lips. His fingers stopped moving completely when you didn’t answer right away, a mocking pout taking over his lips as he looked at you, your dress rumbled around your hips, your lower body attempting to push itself closer to the man as a pitiful whine fell from your lips.

“Yes, please. Fill me up, Mat. I’ve been such a good girl, I deserve it. Please.”

“Not yet, pretty girl. Get on your knees,” his fingers were pulling out of you, the digits immediately going to his mouth, entering and then leaving with a soft pop as he tasted you.

“God, just like honey.”

Falling to your knees in front of him, Mat did all the work as he unbuckled his pants and pushed them alongside his briefs down, his member springing free. The precum was dripping from the tip, glistening in the dim light of his kitchen. You almost moaned at the sight, almost.

Wasting no time, you used your thumb to gently swipe the little bit of precum around, your hand wrapping itself around the bottom of his cock as your tongue tentatively pressed against the tip. Licking in circles, Mat’s hand found its way into your hair, his grip light as he groaned above, his head tilting back.

Wrapping your lips slowly around the tip, you began to gently bop your head, your hand meeting them in strokes as you began to pick up the pace. Mat’s grip tightening as he began adjusting your rhythm, pushing and pulling you off of his cock, gently fucking your throat as he groaned, his hips stuttering ever so gently every time you used your tongue alongside your lips.

Pulling your hair gently, “Stop… stop. Wanna bend you over.”

Pulling your lips off, you looked up at him with a smirk. You knew your makeup was smudged; your lipstick no longer visible as the mascara streaks made their way down your cheeks.

“Bend over the arm of the couch, wanna see that pretty ass while I fuck you,” obliging with his request, you quickly bent over the arm of the couch, Mat’s hand immediately grabbing for your ass as he kneaded it with his fingers, gently smacking it and smirking from behind you.

You barely had time to think before the head of his cock was pressing against your core, he coated himself in your wetness before sheathing himself inside of you, a loud moan ripping from both of your lips. Not giving you much time to adjust, one hand pressed into your hip as the other wrapped itself in your hair, his hips slamming forward into yours.

“Fuck, Mat,” slapping your ass in response, Mat moved his hand to your front to press against your clit, his thumb rubbing in circular motions as his hips continued slapping against yours.

Not registering what Mat was doing, you felt him shifting his body, his hand dropping your phone that had been previously on the table from when you walked in, in front of you, the screen blaring up at you; a picture of your boyfriend and you presented.

"Look at the way he looks at you, think he knows I’m fucking you behind his back? Fucking this pretty pussy that he thinks is his?"

“Jesus, Mat. You know he doesn’t.”

Biting into the back of your, you could feel the grin attached to his lips. “Good, I don’t mind sharing until your all mine, baby.”

notes: hi!! thank you so much for requesting, your first request was also requested by someone else and has already been posted and is linked under the prompts post. i hope you enjoyed both this and that one <3

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fic rec list version 1

will be consistently updating! these are just a handful of fics i’ve found that i think are neat :> feel free to send more/rb with your own! i’ve included links to both the fic and the author and i’m absolutely not done yet, there are way more i need to link

a picture’s worth a thousand words by akarihope - catradora in a post-season 3 au, very cool idea behind it, lots of portal theory and catra punching shadow weaver in the face! also VERY GAY. in the woods somewhere is also... pure brilliance. gay witch catra and very soft adora <3

i have faced it, a life wasted by catrasredemption - catradora, modern au where catra and adora are separated after a big accident that changes everything for them. very good, very deep, made me cry, READ THE TAGS! i’d also recommend when all she is, and ever was, in compromised, because it hurt me deeply, and cast some light (it’ll be alright), which features soft artist catra <3

i couldn’t get very far without recommending anachronism by chellethewriter - seriously, both anachronism and immemorial have made me cry almost every update. catradora but they have to live the worst 3 years of their lives all over again and live with the consequences. the angst factor is INCREDIBLY HIGH. also, forever, if you want, because vampire catra owns my heart, and the vanishing point, a catra study that made me cry. a lot.

find a new place to be from by sevensevan - ongoing glimbow and catradora ghostbusters fic, feat. trans bow and nonbinary adora! very powerful and the concept leaves me in tears. recent updates have made me cry repetitively <3

you did something to me and the blood in your mouth by artemiswords - both of these fics are INSANELY POWERFUL and i was really surprised by how accurate the season 5 predictions in the blood in your mouth were! both fics are catradora-centric - a fake dating au and a season 5 speculative fic that HITS

this whole series by buckysbears - catra-centric, focuses on her relationships with the bfs and her trauma, really worth the pain that comes with it! i’d also recommend time take us, a chronic pain adora au with a little bit of implied glitradora thrown in, and made for you, which ;w;

mark my words by lologoblins - catradora flower shop/tattoo artist + soulmates au, very soft and pure fluff with catra and adora being absolute gay messes and mara being hilarious

keep your money (you can take my time) by ehj - catradora coffee shop au from adora’s pov, you can feel the Gay Mess seeping from this one and i love it unconditionally

daylight and bouquet by fuhadeza - post-season 5 catradora being incredibly soft and fluffy and post-season 4 catradora learning to love respectively, both of which are incredibly soft and made me cry for entirely different reasons 

the aftershock (of your touch) by bow_woahh - soulmates catradora au in which catra struggles with her feelings for a whole lot of words and adora is just a complete mess (affectionate). very fluffy, contains its own brand of emotions

up in our bedroom after the war and the infinite of sky by herothehardway - the first is a post-season 5 speculative fic written post-season 5 that focuses on catradora recovering from the impact of the war, specifically on adora’s trauma, and the second is a post-season 5 fic focused on catra being a soft wife and helping adora through a bad night <3 both also made me cry, which i’m discovering is a very dramatic thing to do 

i never cared for stories, until you entered mine by thethirdphiladelphiavireo - modern soulmates catradora au, very soft and containing pining catra. i have read this so many times and it makes me so emotional.

not if it’s you by luuma - single mother adora is just trying to raise her child and her neighbour (catra) insists on helping out. featuring adora’s gay awakening, huntara being an Old Gay, glimmer and bow being glimmer and bow (affectionate)

let adora wear pants by advancingambition - adora discovering her gender identity, featuring supportive trans butch catra. very fluffy, actually made me cry very hard <3

24 things about you by deepblueskies - modern au catradora living together, in which catra is oblivious and adora pines for a lot of words and struggles to communicate her feelings. also featuring fake dating, lonnie being excellent, and sheer fluff. <3

build our own higher ground  by iwouldgetaniguana - a pre-season 5 speculative fic on catra’s redemption arc, which gets pretty damn deep and looks into catra and adora repairing their relationship in a DOPE way

here’s all my bookmarks and here’s a link to the catradora big bang 2020, which contains some of the best fics i’ve ever read

be warned, i will be back with more

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is it okay if you do one about the reader who is 13-14 going with Bella to save Edward and when Alec see's her, he realizes that she's his mate and tries talking to her and her being scared but after sometime they have a sweet bf/gf relationship? Thank you, and your writing is awesome, sorry if I bothered you

Hey hi hello, you most certainly have not bothered me at all 😊 You’re very sweet and I’m glad you enjoy my writing, I hope you like this piece just as much as the others!

Just as a wee reminder to yourself and others who wish to request anything Alec related from me, when I write for Alec, I do tend to write him as the 13-14 year old book version. The only time I age up Alec and Jane to the 16+ year old movie version is if I receive an NSFW request for them. I am still figuring out what I’m comfortable writing in terms of the level of explicitness, so while I figure out what sort of NSFW requests I will and won’t take please be patient and don’t be rude about it if you send me something I don’t think I can deliver, there’s plenty of other really incredibly writers out there I’ll happily link you to if I don’t think I can provide what you want. 

For now, have this fluffy little piece. 

Forever Yours:

Words: 5416 (oopsie)  Warnings: There is some description of injuries later on and a lot of descriptions of fear and distress in the first half of this fic. 

Alec was not one to dwell on things he didn’t find interesting. In his human life he had been pigeon-holed into farming, the manual labour something that would support his family and one of the few occupations he could actually get training for, since it meant sending him into a field and leaving him there to work alone most of the time. His village was not a welcoming place to people like him and Jane, and despite his vocation to be a blacksmith his dreams were shelved in order to provide for his mother and sister. The end result was an insatiably curious young teen desperate to break free of the tedious field work and explore what else the world had to offer him, a trait that had only been solidified by his transformation.

Currently he found himself fascinated by the readings surrounding physical Geography, the formation of the world brought to the forefront of his mind after passing through a village that had suffered an Earthquake on a mission not a month earlier, and studying such things was how he spent the majority of his evenings now. Then in the Cullen boy came, bedraggled and smelling like three week old garbage he was pleading for the end of an existence far greater than his human one could have ever been, and Alec’s mind was set whirring into motion once more.

He couldn’t begin to fathom the mind-readers motives for wanting to end his immortal life, not when it had offered Alec so much. Over the course of centuries, he had accrued wealth and knowledge, prestige, and authority that the boys in his village could only ever dream of given the circumstances they were born into. Immortality offered an eternity to pursue what interested you without the disruption of sickness, or fear of being left out of doing what you love due to injury; Alec never have to worry about being unable to train because he’d sprained his ankle after all.

No, no it was simply incomprehensible as to why the Cullen boy would throw away his immortal existence so readily, and when the reason why was finally revealed to them it only left Alec all the more baffled. A human? He wished to end his life because a human had done the same? Humans died everyday in droves, most of them tripping over their own feet and into their graves. They were weak, fragile, dim-witted enough that most actually deserved the cattle-like status his predatory nature accredited them. For Edward to willingly choose one as his mate had been foolish from the start and Alec had to wonder if this wasn’t some sort of cosmic ‘I told you so’. Surely a human couldn’t be the true mate of a vampire? Alec had never pondered over the mating bond before but as Demetri and Felix silently followed after the boy to see to it he did nothing foolish, he began to wonder about the nature of such bonds.

Aro and Caius had both turned their mates, as had Chelsea. They had all felt some form of affection for their mates as humans but had the bond solidified before or after their transformation? Were the red strings of fate he’d read about in varying fantasy novels real to some extent? Venom hardening them to form the strong bonds that allowed vampires to mate for life? He couldn’t imagine ever loving anyone to the point that Marcus had, where they became the only thing his world revolved around and left it collapsing once they were gone. Humans surely weren’t capable of loving anyone with that kind of depth, were they? Not with their flawed design.

“Dear Jane, please go and see what’s taking them so long?” Aro requested. Jane gave him a sugar sweet smile in response, kissed Alec’s cheek and floated gracefully down the steps and towards the door. Alec watched her go before returning to his thoughts, the conundrum still fresh in his mind, but Aro did not let him remain there, a drawn out sigh escaping him as he steepled his fingers to rest his chin on his hands.

“Something bothers you, Master?” he asked, tilting his head. Maybe he was having similar thoughts and they could brainstorm together. Aro stared at the doors ahead of them, his expression completely impassive. Alec was treated with the deference his gift and status demanded but out of them two of them, he knew Jane would always be the favourite, and he was okay with that. He would serve loyally as long as he lived, grateful for all the Masters’ had given him, but he did not need to be valued in the way Jane did.

“I hope Edward does nothing foolish. He would be a great asset to our little household.” Aro responded. Alec kept his face impassive, mind immediately turning now to the tactical advantage telepathy could offer. Edward’s gift was indeed powerful in its own way, to hear over great distances would compliment Demetri’s tracking ability well and override Felix’s tendency to impulsively use his brute strength without identifying priority targets first…

“Undoubtedly.” Alec agreed. Aro chuckled slightly.

“Your mind is preoccupied Alec, perhaps you ought focus it?” he suggested lightly. Alec forced back an eye roll, inclining his head to indicate he had heard him before stepping down from his place beside his throne. He retraced his sister’s footsteps, following the main hall along until he reached the secretary’s desk. Gianna glanced up, standing to greet him with the professionally polite smile she was obliged to give him, even though her heart was thundering in her chest.

“Have the others returned yet?” he questioned. Gianna shook her head.

“No Alec, they have yet to come back this way.” She answered. Alec hummed thoughtfully, engaging his senses and straining his ears to listen to the stumbling footsteps approaching. There were the usual graceful taps of his sister’s dainty steps, the tell-tale smoothness of vampires moving along stone, but the clumsy thudding that followed was definitely human in origin. What cause did they have to bring humans back into their home? That was Heidi’s job after all, and she would be returning home soon enough to slake their thirst.

“But Bella I don’t-“

“Just…not now.”

Bella? Isabella? The human mate? Now that perked his interest. Alec watched with keen eyes as the doors slid open to reveal his siter first, and a brigade of people behind her. Felix and Demetri brought up the rear as Gianna greeted Jane with the same professional courtesy she had him, the golden-eyed Cullen’s following along behind her. The two humans they had brought with them were corralled between them. One clung to Edward like a barnacle to the underside of a ship, spindly arms thrown around him despite her chattering teeth and goosebump riddled flesh. She was quite ordinary in appearance, plain even, yet the way Edward stood made it abundantly clear that this human was something extraordinary to him, something he would protect. The other was...oh how to describe her?

She captivated him almost immediately, Alec unable to take his eyes off of her approach. Was she always that pale or had the situation leeched the colour from her face? Was she always so wide-eyed or was it fear that had blown those (Y/E/C) irises wide open? She was smaller in stature than the other, yet similar enough looks wise it was clear they were siblings, one older one younger. She was perhaps his physical age with all the wide-eyed innocence that entailed, gangly limbs she hadn’t really grown into yet carrying her along with a bit of encouragement from Felix’s proximity, and the Cullen woman’s guiding hand.

“Sister, they send you out for one and you bring back three, such a clever girl.” He teased, Jane’s scent invading his nose and helping refocus his mind. Her eyes rolled, but she still embraced him as she always did with a trill of laughter to boot.

“They made it all to easy.” She responded. Alec could see the malice in his sister’s eyes and guessed that she was not appreciative of having to wait for the humans. It irked him more than it should, that the young girl had potentially unintentionally incurred his sister’s wrath, the mere notion that perhaps Jane’s thoughts of her were less than savoury something that made every protective instinct he had ever had for his sister flare and extend to this stranger.

“Edward, you seem in a markedly better mood.” He said, hoping to distract himself from the sudden, unnerving discovery.

“Marginally.” the mind-reader agreed, though his voice was blunt and cutting. Clearly Edward was not in the mood to talk.

“But Alice I still don’t know-“

“Shhh Y/N, not now.” Alice Cullen, the seer that Aro had raved about from the moment he had learned of her existence. Alec should have been interested in her, should have been evaluating her as a threat and a potential ally, but his mind had been thoroughly distracted by the small human once more. Y/N…it was a good name, a name that felt pleasant in his ears and rolled easily off of the tongue.

“But Alice-“ the urgency in her voice tore at his heart and Alec had the strange urge to comfort her. Did she truly know nothing? If she knew nothing of their kind she had broken no law and there was no reason to put her through any of this, it was unnecessary suffering.

“Is this the cause of all the trouble?” he asked, unable to keep the scepticism from his voice as he took in her unremarkable sibling. Isabella seemed to shiver under his stare (much to his amusement) though it was the younger girl whose reaction he was more interested in. Her head turned his way, (Y/C/H) hair swishing with the movement as wide (Y/C/E) eyes latched onto his own and refused to let go. The scent that was wafted up his nose was almost unbearably tantalising, the controlled burn in his throat flaring to a raging inferno that he almost choked on for a moment before he caught himself. Edward’s stare was penetrating, Alice Cullen tightening her grip on the young girl in her care in case he made a move. He swallowed back the fire but there was no hiding the way his eyes had melted to black, and the sweet tinge of fear in her already too appealing smell only made him want to give into his urges all the more.

He hadn’t realised he’d taken a step towards her until she flinched back from him, and for the first time in a long time Alec felt genuine pain. The fear on her face was obvious, the rampant thudding in her chest tangible proof that she was terrified, and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like it and he didn’t like that he didn’t like it because she was just human, flawed and breakable and pathetic so why oh why did it pain him so to see the tears gathering in the corners of her eyes?

“Y-your eyes…they just – your eyes just…Bella what did you get me into?” her voice wavered and something inside him just snapped. For once, Alec didn’t feel the apathy that came with taking a life seen as less valuable than his own, he didn’t take any sort of joy in watching her be afraid of his advance. He couldn’t deny it, not when the feeling was so deeply rooted and burned so fiercely, like a flower that been laid dormant beneath the Earth suddenly bursting from the soil to bloom brightly. He was protective of this human he barely knew, and it was terrifying to feel so connected to someone he had never met before.

“I mean you no harm, I give you my word.” The promise had escaped him before he had really thought it through and he was well aware he could not keep such a promise, but she didn’t care to hear it anyway, cringing even more into Alice since Bella seemed to refuse her in that moment. It only made him angrier. He was angry with himself for suddenly losing the emotional control he had gained over a long millennium of living, angry that he was making promises he couldn’t keep, and he was angry at the stares he was receiving from those he would call friend. Jane looked the most outwardly shocked before she quickly covered, but the one person he would have hoped would react positively just didn’t. Y/N was too afraid to see sense, and he supposed given the pie-crust promise he’d just made that might be a good thing, even if it hurt. He was angry to that her sister ignored her obvious need for comfort.

He let his sister take the lead as they headed back to the throne room, trying to fight through the sudden swell of confusing emotion and sensory information. His nose seemed attuned to her scent, suspiciously close to his favourite smells of lemongrass and gooseberry, his eyes magnetised to her form to the point he turned his head to glance back at her so frequently that Demetri felt the need to motion for him to keep his head turned forward. Humans radiated heat anyway but she felt scorching, a mini-sun whose tendrils reached out and left warmth lashing down his spine. His ears were full of her heartbeat. She was so thoroughly distracting he could barely take his eyes off of her after he had taken his place by Caius, the blonde man staring with such distaste at the both of them that Alec felt a strong urge to step between them and absorb the glare himself.

He could only half pay attention as the conversation unfolded around him, because Y/N wouldn’t stop looking at him like he was the devil incarnate and it bothered him immensely. He had dealt with it his whole life, a social pariah for his links to witchcraft and someone whose gift left him with few friends since they feared the authority it gave him. He had handled it then, and he handled it now, he could deal with other people looking at him like that but not her, anyone but her.

“Alec!” Jane hissed his name and Alec snapped to attention, mist unfolding from his palms so he was ready to take down any threat that came at him. Demetri snickered loudly enough it reached his ears and Alec’s glare was so deadly it drew a soft whimper from her. He almost groaned. Could he do no right by her? Y/N had started trembling a while ago but now there were full body shakes wracking her from head to foot, her teeth grinding together so loudly he worried the teeth might snap under the strain she was putting on them. Aro’s laughter clattered through his head and he turned to face him, at a loss as to what to do for once. He didn’t honestly think that he could hurt the girl if asked.

“My dear boy it would seem you are quite distracted by young Miss Swan. Oh to be young and in love once more!” he tittered. Alec froze, every muscle locking in place as the distinct feeling of distress rose through the confusion and anger and pain he’d been desperately trying to wade through. Love? He definitely did not love the girl, it was mere curiosity and nothing else, the same curiosity he applied to his studies.

“Love?” Jane’s voice was equally as harsh and Aro seemed surprised by her reaction. Alec was not. For centuries they had had only each other, the centre of a small world where they seldomly let others join them. The very notion another might be welcomed into his heart would be not just repulsive, but very troubling for her.

“Why, don’t tell me you cannot see it? Already the bond between them has set, the thread connecting them tied at both ends. Are you not happy for your twin to have found such a rare and beautiful thing?” Aro wondered. As if Aro had perhaps waved a magic wand his mind settled. His brain had tried to fight what his body already knew, his subconcious screaming the word while his rational mind raced a million miles ahead to try and outrun the answer until it could run no more, and the two collided. The aftermath of the explosion was calm, almost wonderous, for he would finally get the chance to study something he had never studied before.

“You’re my mate.” He breathed. Even he could hear the awe in his voice, though nobody but him seemed to find it wonderful. Jane hissed, both Cullen’s tensing up while Bella recoiled from her sister like she was diseased, and Y/N…Y/N just cried. Alec’s world ground to a halt, the pain his mate spilling out and into him. He descended the stairs with every intention of stopping her tears, hoping to calm her perhaps and explain exactly what it meant to be mates, but Y/N didn’t let Bella refuse her this time and sought refuge in her sister, sobbing all the while.

“Wh-what did you do! Why d-did you bring me h-here? I d-don’t want to st-stay with him!”

The words were a hard blow, they struck him in the gut and it was the closest he’d felt to nauseous in centuries.

“I have no desire to keep you here, but if you would please-“

“Leave me alone! I w-want to go home!” she cried, not so much as turning to look at him. If he hadn’t been a vampire he would probably have missed all of the muffled words she heaved into her sisters shoulder.

“You can still go home yet-“ he had paid enough attention to know Bella was not being executed at least and as his mate Y/N was exempt of that fate to, “-all I would like is a chance to talk.” Alec’s plea fell on deaf ears, his hand shrugged off of her shoulder.

“No!”

Alec straightened, wiping his face of any and all expression, he didn’t so much as give any of them a farewell before he left the room. The sudden rejection stung worse than the fire that had once burned his flesh from his bones, and the hollow that opened in his gut grew wider and wider with every moment that passed since the second he’d left her. He put down his books, spending his nights envisioning her tear-stained face and wondering what would have made her smile instead. He craved to know every like and dislike, to hear her voice when she wasn’t consumed with horror and fear, to learn more about her life and contrast it with his own. They had all tried to talk him round in the intervening months, but Alec couldn’t find the strength to drag himself out of the numbness that had enveloped him. Not until Marcus came by to see him anyway.

“What do you require of me, Master?” he asked, staring aimlessly out of the window at the Garden’s below. Marcus seated himself at the desk across the room, the one littered with books Alec hadn’t had the heart to open since the fateful day his mate had left him.

“Didyme was not immediately drawn to me either.” He rasped. Alec’s head whipped around at that, the shock on his face obvious. Marcus had been nothing but a shell in all the time he had known him, grieving a lost love so profound Alec was sure that their story must have been the greatest romance ever known. To hear Didyme had not readily accepted him was both astounding and…it gave him hope.

“She didn’t?” he hedged. Marcus glanced to him, a wisp of smile floating from his lips before his expression fell flat again.

“She was a headstrong woman, and for a while she resented Aro for what he did to her, to me. She could not revel in her new state as we did, this world was so different from the one she had known…it took time for her to adjust before she truly opened her heart to me.” His words were like a soothing balm on the raw wound her rejection had left behind.

“I might find it more encouraging if I was sure I might yet see her again.” Alec frowned slightly as Marcus pushed to his feet.

“There will be opportunity enough to visit her yet, you might yet be surprised.” He answered, floating from the room like dust on the wind. Alec stared at the door, his mind mulling over the cryptic message before the briefest hint of a smile twitched his lips upward. Hope was a beautiful thing, and it only grew in his chest as Aro deployed them to Seattle not a day later to deal with a mess created by a gaggle of newborns. When stressed, vampires did not fidget but rather became motionless and immobile, but while he sat rigid as stone in his seat for the flight over his mind became restless. Where would he find her in this city? If Marcus’s cryptic message had been for him then surely he knew he would find Y/N here? Demetri’s hand on his arm made him pause before he stepped off of the jet.

“She���s in the city Alec, if you need a guide.” His voice was low enough nobody but him would hear him. Alec fully planned to take him up on the offer once their work for the night was done, it wasn’t often the tracker was rendered unnecessary, but Alec didn’t need Demetri’s gift to know when he had found her.

Her sobbing was ingrained in his memory after all.

The rage that built in him was blinding, his body unable to move fast enough to put himself between Y/N and the newborns dragging her mangled body from the wreckage of a car they had flipped. All around him was the screaming and snarling of newborns, the metallic screech of hardened skin coming apart as they put an end to the atrocity. His mist had exploded outward, rippling in every direction and he had only just enough sense of mind to ensure it didn’t harm his coven mates as he tore apart the newborns who had dared lay a hand on his mate. Chest heaving and throat blazing, Alec felt the blood on the ground soak his trousers as he collapsed beside her. She was screaming, body contorting in awful ways as her face turned red, veins popping in her neck as it strained. Alec placed a cool hand shakily on her forehead, beyond furious with the grotesque bitemark marring her shoulder.

“What were you thinking brother! Now that we have destroyed this group we – we…oh…oh Alec…” the rage that simmered in Jane’s voice very quickly dissipated when she saw the state he was in. His head was swimming, the appealing scent of blood hanging heavy in the air while his gut twisted and fury and terror raged war in his heart. She was turning, there was no doubt about it, the venom was leaking out of the wound with her blood. She was turning and it wasn’t his venom.

“I – I can take away the pain.” He stammered. He had wanted someone to do that for him when he burned. It was the greatest act of mercy he could think of, perhaps the greatest way for him to show his love for a girl he barely knew but wanted to oh so badly.

“You will starve yourself before she completes the transformation. There is hardly enough venom in that bite Alec.” Felix pointed out. Y/N let out another tortured shriek, body twisting. He heard the broken bones in her legs crunching at the movement and said a silent prayer to thank whatever deity was watching over her that the venom was excruciating enough she wouldn’t have to feel broken bones on top of it.

“So what do I do? Leave her like this? She’s in agony!” he snapped, “She’s in agony and I can end it!”

“It is a natural thing brother.” Jane said quietly.

“But it does not have to be endured forever.” Demetri weighed in finally, “Give her some more Alec, shorten the process and if you find yourself unable to stop…well, we will stop you.” Alec could only give her an anguished stare, loathe to cause her anymore pain but knowing Demetri was right. The longer the change dragged on for the less likely it was she would survive, but if he bit her again, gave her more of his venom to override what little was already diffusing through her blood, it would shorten the process considerably. He could already feel the acidic liquid pooling in his mouth and he hoped she could see just how apologetic he was, though he didn’t think it likely given how her eyes had rolled back into her head as she convulsed with a shout.

“Stop me Jane, forget our oath this one time and do whatever it takes to stop me.” He demanded. Jane looked horrified by the very thought but Alec didn’t wait for her to consent to his plea, cradling Y/N close and closing his eyes as he bared his teeth, ready to bite into the buttersoft sinews of her throat…

“What are you thinking about so hard?” her voice was melodic in his ears, a symphony he never grew tired of. Startled from his reverie, Alec had to pause a moment to gather his thoughts and remind himself where he was. Volterra was bathed in sunshine once more and his skin refracted it beautifully against the walls of the garden, the book in his lap long since discarded as his mind began to wonder. It had been a while, since he’d recalled that fateful night.

“You’re back,” he noted with a small smile, “I was thinking about you of course, as I always do when you’re not around.” Her smile could have lit up New York city, and Alec adored it. Y/N hadn’t been happy upon waking up in Volterra, Alec by her side as he quietly explained she had been made immortal in desperate circumstances. It had taken her many months to get over the traumatic incident but since she had started to bounce back to her old self, Alec had discovered a rather beautiful, happy person he really rather liked. Since she had been forced to spend so much time with him, letting him coach her in the new way of life she had to adopt, she had taken quite a liking to him to it seemed.

“You should be proud of me, I got to the nomad before Demetri so we all got to come home sooner. You should have seen his face!” She giggled. Alec couldn’t help but smirk, smug and proud as he pulled her down to rest between his legs, back pressed flush to his chest. Her scent dragged him under, a tranquil wave settling those restless parts of him that recognised how incomplete he felt without her around. He buried his nose in her hair to take a deep lungful of the addictive smell.

“I’m always proud of you.” He promised softly.

“Have you just been reading all the time we’ve been gone?” she wondered. Alec hummed, picking up the book he had discarded and reopening to the page he was on.

“It was the one you recommended to me. I’ve just gotten to the chapter where Sephy realises Callum is one of her kidnappers.” He revealed, and without hesitation he dropped his cheek atop her hair and began to read aloud. She melted into him, her hands mindlessly reaching for the ground every now and then while Alec focused his energy on his book, the peaceful atmosphere remaining unbroken for a chapter more before she shifted. He relinquished her immediately, knowing his mate was never one to stay still for too long, only to be surprised when she turned on her knees with a ring of daisies in her hand. Alec raised an eyebrow and she grinned.

“I hereby declare you King Alec of Castle Volterra!” she announced. The daisy crown was placed daintly atop his head, only to fall and get stuck on the bridge of his nose. Too big to be a crown but too small to be a necklace. Her face fell into a pout as Alec began to laugh, very gently rearranging the daisies so they rested at an angle and were slightly weighted down by some of his brunette hair.

“I, King Alec, declare I cannot rule without you, Queen Y/N,” he proclaimed, offering her his hand. She giggled as he pushed to his feet, pulling her with him. She was forever going to be shorter than him, just a little, and he loved that. “Now, as our first royal duty, that dye you ordered came. I decree it’s time to give our guard matching uniforms!” He was bolstered by her obvious enthusiasm, crimson eyes sparkling.

“It came? The neon green one?” she asked eagerly. Alec nodded, unable to keep his laughter at bay as she bounced up and kissed him so quickly she almost broke his teeth with the speed she moved at. He didn’t get to voice his protest because she was already dragging him by the hand back towards the castle. Before he had met her, schemes like this would have made his nose turn up in distaste. How childish these endeavours were, how wasteful of their time. Y/N had changed his perspective on a great many things, and it was rather nice now and then to give into the childish ways his physical age demanded he give in to every now and then, he had gotten so good at repressing those throughout the centuries but she seemed to bring out the playful side of him. If anything had managed to convince Jane she was a good addition to their family, it was tallying how much more Alec had smiled since she came into his life to stay.

“I can pilfer the shirts, they’re far less likely to suspect I am up to any wrong doing than if they smell you in their rooms.” Alec pointed out in hushed tones. She nodded, her head tilted up as they walked close together, co-conspirators to anyone looking in.

“Okay, you steal the shirts while I mix the-“

“Mix the what, exactly?” Demetri’s voice came from behind them and with wide eyes Y/N yelled ‘Scatter!’ before the tracker had the chance to grab either of them by the collar. Alec bolted after her down the corridor, just ever so slightly lagging behind her since she still had her newborn strength and speed. She grabbed his wrist without warning and Alec felt Demetri’s hand swipe right through his head before she tugged him straight through a wall and they began to freefall into the courtyard below. Demetri was cursing up a storm inside, her gift having turned them both immaterial long enough to allow them to pass through the walls in a way he couldn’t. Collapsing in a fit of boisterous laughter the pair lingered in the sunlight, eyes bright and smiles wide. For a moment, anyone passing them by might have forgotten their glittering skin and vibrant red eyes, mistaking them for two normal teens experiencing the euphoria of puppy love.

“Did you see his face!” she gasped. Alec could only smile at her, hand reaching to tuck a lock of stray hair behind her ear so he could have an unobstructed view of her face. Her smile faded slightly, expression growing more sheepish instead.

“I was too busy looking at yours. I think I would like to spend every day I have looking at your face over his. I love you Y/N, at least, I think this is what love feels like.” His brows furrowed, the confession falling from his tongue without his permission. He wondered if perhaps it was too soon, too big a word to label the affection they held for one another, but seeing the way her face lit up told him otherwise.

“Pinky swear it, Alec. If you don’t pinky swear it’s not real.” She said, holding out her hand. Alec rolled his eyes but looped his pinky through hers, cementing his promise with all the binding legality the pinky swear had to offer.

“I swear it Y/N. I’m forever yours.”  

[bananonbinary]

Hi, I saw you've been talking about tma fics and I'm wondering if you have any recommendations

okay here’s a few from my bookmarks and subscriptions (these are almost all gonna be jonmartin cause tma is a LOVE STORY and any story where they arent in love feels ooc to me tbh):

(blanket warning for canon-typical shit in these, mind the tags in the links)

1) Patchwork: still updating. really good web!martin. Martin was killed by prentiss when she followed him home that one time, and the Web brought him back for unknown reasons. now he has spooky mind control powers, whoops? some good angst and a lot of cute monster!bf stuff between him and jon.

2) The Reverb In These Holy Halls: complete, but with some supplemental scenes and one-shots still being updated. s5 jon goes back to episode 1 and Fixes Things. ive read every goddamn time travel fix-it fic out there and this is one of the best ones, there’s a lot of REALLY interesting twists and people aligning with entities you might not expect. good good found family shit. also theres a nonbinary desolation!oc in the supplemental stuff that i fucking adore.

3) Illicio: still updating. come, join me in rarepair jonmartingerry hell. the eye tries to control jon by giving him gerry as a “gift,” and now gerry is basically tied to jon, whether anyone wants it or not. set in season 4, with all the fucking angst that entails, we got pining in so many goddamn directions over here.

4) The Reminiscences of Martin Blackwood, Post Mortem: complete. theres not much to say, its a victorian au. everyone is sad and victorian. its good. i like it.

5) ceylon, assam, and darjeeling: complete. honestly? this one isnt my typical fare, it’s far more sympathetic to elias than i usually go for, but its so well written that i can’t help but love it. Jon brings about the apocalypse on purpose, so he has a say in how it goes down and can protect his friends. he pretty much loses himself completely to the eye and martin struggles to bring him back; the writing from the perspective of The Archivist is *chef’s kiss.* written before ep 161, so the apocalypse is very very different than how it plays out in canon.

6) dustsceawung: still updating. i tried so hard to avoid moth!jon. i really did. i thought it was kind of silly and im not generally a bug fan, but here we are. this fic won me over completely. Modern Day Faerie au, jon is a moth fae and decided he likes martin after martin unknowingly saved him. martin knows the fae are not to be trifled with and is lowkey fucking terrified. its cute as shit.

7) Spider Silk: complete. not particularly plotty, just a cute series where jon and martin have been in love the whole time and played jonah from the beginning. satisfying wish-fullfillment, more good good non-evil web!martin.

8) There Are Monsters In These Woods: still updating. a full-on fairy tale au, full of princes and monsters and mages and quests and all that jazz. more fun moth!jon, and the way this fic translates the wordbuilding from tma into a fairytale setting is super interesting. a lot more body horror and on screen torture in this one than in the others im reccing here, so watch out for that.

9&10) did someone say time travel fix it but with kid!jon?? no?? well i have TWO superficially similar but ultimately very different fic recs about that. These are both about s5 jon getting thrown back to the Mr. Spider Incident, and promptly getting adopted by elias. after that tho they have almost nothing in common.

The Timeline of Theseus: still updating. follows an 8 year old fully realized Archive, with his memories of the future blocked off. Elias assumes hes some sort of gift from the eye, or a future ritual like agnes montegue, and is trying to raise him as best he can. Jon is 8 and incredibly adhd and supernaturally incapable of lying, and keeps just blurting out random ass shit that he Knows that Elias would really rather he didn’t.

Too Much Time: still updating. follows a basically adult!jon stuck in a kid’s body, who was sent back in time by and visibly branded by the web, the spiral, AND the eye. Elias basically kidnaps him and Jon is only grudgingly staying with him cause his brands make him an obvious target, and he doesn’t have any of his old powers. gerry is also there as a 12yo and their growing friendship is very sweet. bit of a warning for child abuse in this one, there’s nothing physical but elias is much more of a bastard here than in Theseus.

???) is it gauche to promo my own fics as well cause u can also check out my ao3 or my writing tumblr @bananaman-writes if u want, i have a fluffy canon-compliant asexuality one-shot and an archivist!gerry au that hasn’t gotten very far yet but i have many Plans for. (those plans are everyone lives and then they date)

[btsandvmin]

Collection of asks 2 - BTSandVMIN

I had to make a second one because the length of the first one was getting way too long. If you are curious about some of my older asks here is the link to my first collection post - Collection of asks - BTSandVMIN

I have this post because I feel some of the asks I answer are worth saving, for me personally, and perhaps for you as well. But I don’t want to put them all in my Masterpost where I want to keep it a bit more structured for my longer posts and analysis. So for asks that are more about answering specific questions or about general things or my feelings I will put them here.

Asks are written more in the moment than my usual posts, so they might be less accurate as it’s all mostly from the top of my head. The newest ones will actually be on top, and then they will get older going down the list. I’ll update it regularly as I answer more asks. :)

Look at jhope's interaction with maknae line

Sorry for spamming with asks

You're so right about how any ship can be possible if you focus on it

I reject any idea of a couple being pushed to protect another 

What do you think of vmin’s busan forehead kiss?

About tae changing the choreo of fake love

What do you think of that famous ji/kook trip together ?

"Friends" doesn't speak about a friendship to me and the title seems like a way to "hide" the true meaning. Thoughts?

I honestly do feel his "best" friend is only ever needed when it's convenient to him

When j/k wore matching shirts asked them something like are u guys dating Its so differnt from his rn to vmin

Looking at th and jm for what they are or represented to be their bond shouldn't be taken at face value. Just reminding that jealousy amongst bandmates do exist

Jimin kissed tae on the pretext of kissing tanny. tae blanked out for a few secs after that

Jin in Jimins Festa profile this yr called Tae his "Bf" and then the next word is "best friend"

I dont think vmin or any other ship in bts for that matter are in any form of relationship right now.

Kind of agree with vmin not spending much time together outside of work & things they do/say barely even give off that "possibly a couple" vibe in general

IF feelings are involved, who do you think fell first and why? 

You already said that you ship them, but do you think that they're real?

I found it kinda weird how jimin apparently "didn't know" 4 o'clock was inspired by him

Have u seen that one radio interview in the past Th openly called out jm for liking men? 

We never see them hangout tgt I mean we have seen ji/kook tgt more often and tae with his wooga squad

What did you think about jimin playing the video game using tae's acc while the latter looked from behind?

When tae posted 'lets keep going for a long time i only have u' they probably only knew e/o for about 2 yrs and now we also know that at that time they still argued and fought with e/o alot. Yet they felt so strongly for their frienship.

What are your thoughts about tae choosing " my time " to recommend it to a non army.

If we look at their personalities tae is more of introverted and shy these days while jimin is more outgoing and loud. But when it comes the them jimin is always the one who seems cautious

Is it my imagination or is Jimin VERY loud lately? I feel like the roles have somehow been reversed.

The timeline of the dumpling incident really confuses me. 

Why do i feel like vmin dont hangout outside of work anymore

Just read your ji/kook vs vmin post regarding festa and I agree. you can tell that jm gets very serious when it comes to tae

A possible sexual relationship between Jimin and Tae. I've seen subtle hints where this might be happening behind the scenes like the recent bang bang con

Whenever joon says stuff like 'what a nice friendship/bcoz he is your friend' vmin have a very neutral or blank face

When do you think their friendship turned into something more?

Did u see how tae coloured jimin's name on the soft board with purple. 

Jimin recently in this festa says jk is his soul brother

Nj nearly always tries to underplay vmin's bond.

Sweet Night: “Sharing my fragile truth That I still hope the door is open Door' 

I feel like jimin was reluctant to talk about the dumpling incident probably bcoz it involves him getting drunk?

Your opinion on the whole "that's smth a couple would do" "you two look like a couple" for ji/kook vs "it's cause he's your friend "

What ur opinion is on the new kdrama that is based on homosexuality. 

Tae has many a times mentioned wanting to have kids or wanting to be father.

Taehyung has always talked about having a family, children and wife etc. 

I personally feel the maknae line in general have been advised not to do lives alone tgt bcoz of the intense shipping

I spend hours reading your posts and I could never get tired of it

I have a doubt about vmin  recently V is so close to JK it seems like V avoiding jimin

Taehyung talked about the movie Call Me by Your Name and its soundtrack

I honestly like how unpopular vmin are.

Let's say JM and TH have other partners - do you think said partners would be okay with a whole song of vmin declaring each other as soulmates? 

In the end there is no moment that is unique to a ship. do you agree?

Some vlives are arranged by the company and sometimes members themselves when the find free time they go live. 

What was the point of making a decision tght to come on vlive tgh infront of the fan to then not do it?

It cant be the company stopping v and jm from doing a live can it? 

Do you the think the reason vmin dont do vlive is because taehyung's feelings are one sided?

Theory on a possible reason on why vmin has not gone to do a vlive on their own for so long?

On bon voyage 3 j hope mentions how v and jk were hugging each other in their sleep.

Ji/kook is obvious (ear nibble) and Tae reacting blank to Vmin moments

But why they dont have funny bro handshake like v/kook?

You are so delusional like seriously how do you function in real life

You know how vmin called eo soulmates. The term can also be taken in a platonic way too right

If there’s a real ship in bts, can you give me your opinion on who?

Tae kissing jimin's cheek after they won an award in some music show (About ship edits)

I think vmin is real. Can you do a Sweet night analysis because in my opion the song dosen't match with the drama

Why are you a Vmin shipper if you don't think Jimin is gay or at least bisexual? 

I don't blame V and Jimin for not doing Vlive together

You know that blurry picture of vmin in 2014?

Tae and jk seem like the members who are most non straight to u and also that jimin might be straight so then isnt it more possible for t**k***k to be the couple?

Do you think that vmin are straight?

Can you tell me what makes you think jk is not straight

Ppl connect sweet night and 4 o' clock with vmin After tae's live yesterday n i m also seeing some ppl being offended by it.

Why do I sense that Tae has more of crush on Jimin (and realized it) but Jimi is oblivious?

Will you still publish that long vmin and lgbt in korea analysis.

Even namjoon said they should go live to discuss about their song.

I dont really consider minjoon vlive as one they did themselves. it was mostly organised by the company

Maknae line avoid vlives and  its really weird that jimi would do it with rm but not tae

Shouldnt it be easy for them to go live tght than anyone else?

Tae is very reluctant or scared to do a vlive with jimin

In the past month when vmin did mention about the song they just made superficial comments

Hi 💙 do you write vmin fics?

I also feel that jm is nervous to talk about the song even though he said he will in the comeback show

If jimin doesn't go live today as well maybe we can get a vmin live?

Vmin antis say vmin are not friends irl and use the fact that they are never spotted hanging out offscreen as "proof"

Will you do a Vmin throwback - 2019?

Can we even be considered delulu anymore for thinking not all of this is a coincidence?

Sweet night doesn't really fit the couple relationship in the drama

What do you mean when you say 'not being delulu'?

I dont know why after listening to sweet night i feel very nervous?

Maybe the lyrics to SN are very well just about the drama/webtoon.

Do you think the songs lie and stigma are related ? 

Namjoon talking about Friends 2 - Making excuses

Namjoon talking about Friends 1 - Can’t write about them

About the “Hello my alien” line in Friends

Do you think they gone do fansing this period of promoting?

Jm said when he wants to make and gift a song if he finds someone he loves and he actually helped write n produce the melody of chingu

Omg Ive been crying over the vmin song lyrics ever since they came out.

Thoughts about the song and what you took out of it

Its not a light hearted thing to call each other soulmate

This kind of debunks the christmas song theory… i feel sad like they are commercialising their friendship

Jimin is partly involved in the making and it will be about Jimin and Tae’s bond

I fear that vmin will become the next larry 

Chrismats song, smile awards. Arent those awards previously decided and even the words written for them by the company?

I was wondering if you're going to write something about bv4 and all the vmin we got there

Do you think that vmin say they love each other truly or for fan service?

Recently i watched a vkook video to compare

Do you know how exactly vmin met?

Whenever I do get the chance to focus on Vmin it’s usully one of three things

At the airport Tae had his arm around Jimin's shoulder but removed it quickly when they arrived in front of the cameras.

I don’t care if people don’t ship Vmin romantically. But with Vmin doing things like this you can’t really blame us if we do.

I got a looooot of asks on the Christmas song and I will adress the ones I have left all in one go

The reaction in bv was probably cause he wants to visits there and jm got there first

Vmin talked about tannie and how they went to visit tannie at tae's parents house

Just do it how you feel comfortable, we are waiting for your analysis

What video is the gif you post with this : Jimin and V talking about going to the Sapporo snow festival and playing in the snow together 

This break was an opportunity for them to be around other friends and family so maybe they just wanted to spend this time apart

Do you really think vm are soulmates? Sometimes i feel like we might be over using this word for them 

Once again thank you for all the asks you send! And also sorry for not being able to keep up and answer them all. I’ll try to answer some old ones as well whenever I can, and I will keep adding some of them to this list. I hope you found something interesting. Thanks for reading!

[anotherdayinchuckletown]

New Random Questions

I was tagged by the lovely @downtoclown-around 🥰 thank you dear!

Ok, here we go!

Name/Nickname?

Katherine/Katie/Kate

If you could bring any two fictional characters into the same world, who would they be, which world would you put them in, and what would their relationship to each other be?

I would like to see Heath Ledger's Joker with L from Death Note (yes, I'm still Death Note trash in 2020 lmao). And I would put J in the DN universe because although I doubt he would ever use a death note (too impersonal of a way to kill), I REALLY wanna see him interact with the shinigami lol.

Their relationship could go one of two ways: either L is hunting J down, with J skillfully avoiding arrest and giving L a run for his money.

OR, in some extremely convoluted circumstance, they end up working together to catch Kira. L is known to hire talented criminals when the need arises, and I feel like J could bring a very unique skillset to the task force. And I'd love to see the looks on their faces when they come to work one day and there's this feral clown man parading through the HQ like he owns the place 😂

If you could drop yourself into any fictional world, which would it be?

I would drop myself into the Joker 2019 universe and land right on Arthur's dick where I belong 😂😂😂

Either that one or Animal Crossing, lmao

What's your spirit animal?

My spirit animal is the pangolin. Because it's smol. And it always walks around like it's timidly looking for the only person it knows at a house party because they abandoned it to go to the bathroom and haven't come back yet

What is the most unpopular opinion you have?

UMMMM🅱️ I guess it's that I really don't want a Joker sequel??? I feel like the story is complete and adding on to it is a big risk, yknow? Idk, I just think one of the movie's biggest strengths is its ability to stand alone, separate from the rest of the DCEU

How do you like to style your hair?

I usually just curl it and wear it down, especially when it's long. I put it up in a ponytail when it's hot or when I'm too lazy to wash it lol. It's naturally very dark brown, but I dyed it blonde a few months ago. Probably gonna go back to natural though

What three books would you want on a deserted island?

Lord of the Flies by William Golding (ironic lol), The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, and ummmm House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski

Something new you've learned in quarantine?

Well, I've been using the extra time to sharpen my piano skills, so I guess that counts?

Favorite alcoholic drink?

Long Island iced tea, especially the way they make it at The Cheesecake Factory 🥰 I'm very tiny though, so one is always enough to knock me on my ass lmao

Music you can't stand? Music you love?

LORD HERE WE GO!! ok so I have a degree in music so I've studied a lot of SHIT music in my life lol. Here are a couple examples:

• There was this composer named Conlon Nancarrow who wrote pieces for player piano using ridiculous patterns and time signatures. Take a listen if you ever want a headache, I'm serious.

• Anything by Bela Bartok ffs

• All country music, but I'll make an exception for Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood lol

As for music I LOVE:

• My favorite piece of all time is Claude Debussy's "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair" (it's originally for piano, but listen to the Sakura Cello Quintet version, it's FUCKING BEAUTIFUL)

• Second favorite piece is Mozart's Lacrymosa, the final piece of his requiem

• A really cool avant garde piece by R. Murray Schafer called Epitaph for Moonlight (here's a link to a video where you can listen to it and follow along at the same time. The notation blows my fuckin mind https://youtu.be/dzUXzu7JYFc)

• The Mountain Goats is my current favorite band, John Darnielle is a master lyricist HOOO

• I'm also partial to both Lana del Rey and Post Malone 🥰

Have a favorite herb?

Oregano, cause I'm always a slut for pizza

What kind of cups/glasses/bottles do you prefer to drink out of?

My bf and I collect fandom mugs for Animal Crossing, Legend of Zelda, Pokemon, etc lol

Preferred mode of communication: text, calls, emails, letters?

Text or email. Phone calls give me anxiety lol. And I've only written like five letters in my life lmao

What's your favorite weather?

Cold, drizzly, misty. And I live in the south USA so I almost never get it 🙃🙃🙃

What kind of lighting do you like?

Oooh fairy lights are so pretty 🥰 but I also love the moonlight

What is the best thing you cook?

I make a killer fried rice, and great spaghetti and meatballs. But typically, I'm WAY better at baking, I used to wanna be on shows like Cake Boss when I was little lmao

Do you have a favorite font?

Times New Roman because I'm boring lol

What is something you've always wanted to write in a fic, but you've been too afraid to? Or what's something you were afraid to write, but you did and it turned out awesome?

There's not really anything I'm AFRAID to write. It's more a matter of wanting to do certain topics justice (various mental illnesses, addictions, suicidal ideation, etc.) and needing to do proper research first. The fear doesn't come until it's time to post lol.

Likewise, I was extremely afraid to start posting "They're Funny That Way", but the reception I've gotten so far has made me so happy, and I'm so excited to keep going with it 🥰

If you were in your favorite fantasy world, what would be your weapon of choice?

I'd wanna be a pokemon trainer, and I'd have either a Froslass or a Zoroark

Is there a commonly used expression/saying that you can't stand?

Straight women calling platonic female friends "girlfriends" 🙄

What's something you'd like people to know about you?

• I'm a professional opera singer, but I'm also heavily trained in musical theatre

• I have a cat named Aria

• I'm fluent in both English and French, and I also know a little Spanish, German, Italian, and Japanese 😁

So there you have it! Thanks again to @downtoclown-around for tagging me, this was so much fun! If you've already done it, ignore this, but I'd like to tag @mr--clown @impulsiveclown @starksclown @art-hurfleck @lilredelf and anyone else who would like to do it!!

Love,

Kate ❤