#i have to admit i enjoy first image tho. i like when she yells at him its funny

[youssefguedira]

Reading early Eva can be exhausting, especially knowing what she is capable of; if she doesn’t outright faint from fear like the earliest volumes, she does weird shit like steer a motorboat towards a wall when se feels they’re so surrounded and all hope is lost (#128 La lunga notte) and D has to manhandle her out of the way and save them.

Honestly I prefer cartoon!Eva and 1968 movie!Eva before early comics Eva, but then it’s important to know where the character comes from before developing agency which could be seen in #179 A ferro e fuoco already when she pulls a ballsy stunt to save D’s ass after hubris got him caught. Early Eva was paralysed by fear, later Eva used it to fuel her rage!

early eva definitely goes through significant character development huh. i havent read much of the early comics (in diabolik chi sei she's very much like. amore do we have to do this rn we're on holiday and diabolik's like No I Need To Steal) but i do love where she ends up later on

[yoredoesmore]

Hello yes me again 🫢, so how about this. Reader who has incredible sense of fashion like she dress gyaru (or smth similar). And when the 3rd division is fighting kaiju or having training she's always so serious and 'cold' (she's actually a sweetheart but she just has b12ch face). They go out cuz they celebrating something and they see reader but they are suprised that she has that kind of style? Like they thought that a person who is always neat and serious in her work would dress like 'plain' and not in bright colours and skirts? Expecially with those cute accessories hairclips, bracelets(I love them) Take your sweet time don't worry I will wait 💕💅

(I hope you understand what I just wrote cuz my mind was foggy writing this💀 Btw I love your work❤️)

a/n: if i could i would give you the biggest smooch!! your requests feel like a breath of fresh air, i had so much fun writing this! i apologize for the long wait tho ^^

pairing: Fem!Reader & Third Division

genre: fluff/comedy [wc: 2,2k ]

a/n: the third division has two vice captains in this ff ^^)

enjoy!

GAL is Mind! | Hoshina Soshiro

“Third Division!” Your voice echoed through the entire training room, ice cold and sharp. Everybody immediately halted in their movements, their bodies in perfect sync with your voice.

“Salute!” The sounds of boots clicking and body's straightening brought satisfaction to your ears. A smile, though short lived, formed on your lips as your eyes fell on the rows of cadets. One of them stepped forward, gaze lifted up high in the sky as she opened her mouth.

“Thank you for today's training, Vice Captain L/n!” She yelled out.

“Thank you for today's training!” Everybody followed her suit.

“Dismissed.” And with that said you stepped away from the front and began your journey to the dressing room.

“Vice Captain L/n really is something, huh?” Kafka sighed, hands reaching for his water bottle. Heavy puffs of air escaped his lips, the effects of the training still harsh on his body.

“Tell me about it. She's gotta be the third strongest on the base for sure.” Reno replied, copying his friend and reaching for his bottle as well. He too was trying to catch his breath. Whenever it was your turn to train the Platoon, even the strongest cadets would end up collapsing after the session. Yet you walked away unscratched, with no signs of exhaustion or weariness.

“I wonder what she is like off the field..in private, you know. Shinomiya's words caused a shift in atmosphere. Immediately all feelings of enervation were forgotten as the group tried to imagine you in a more casual setting.

“Off..the field?” Kafka's gaze fell on your disappearing form.

Most of the people at the base already had a set image of you in their mind. Your cold demeanor was engraved in their heads. The fearless Vice Captain who led every fight with precision and a cool head– that was the only version of you which they knew. But they knew better than to judge a person solely from what they decided to show to the public– and not to mention that most of the time, people were different in private than in their work life in general.

They wondered if that applied to you as well.

“Wouldn't Vice Captain Hoshina know? Or Captain Ashiro. As Captains they must spend lots of time together off field, I think.” Iharu suggested. His words made sense at first but upon consulting the other Vice Captain, it seemed that you were as isolated off field as at work.

“I never really interacted with L/n outside base grounds, besides out on the battlefield of course.” Hoshina admitted, surprising the entire group.

“No way! Ain't she your work partner? Don't tell me you never went out for a drink or two? Sir.” Iharu quickly added the sir after realizing that he was talking out of line.

He was quite shocked at the Vice Captain's words and it seemed like he wasn't the only one. The entire group stood in disbelief as Hoshina told him that you were as quiet and introverted as they came.

“No, because now I really want to know what Vice Captain L/n is like off duty!” A spark had been lit inside Shinomiya. Her determination was contagious, as the others soon started to feel the same way. Even Hoshina was starting to wonder what image laid behind your nonchalant facade.

Therefore they came up with a plan to get you to ease up around them without drawing any suspicion towards their real motives.

x

“You want to..hang out?” Your voice perfectly reflected the image on your face– you were confused.

“A little get together with the other cadets sounds nice, don't it? Allows the group to bond and stuff, get their mind off things.”

Hoshina was prepared for the rejection of his life. Despite sharing many great memories at the base together, neither he nor Ashiro knew you on a very personal level. You were a strong and dedicated fighter, that was a fact. Your skills were flawless and your performances during battles praiseworthy. Yet all they got to see so far was your work behavior. You were like a ghost, hovering around the base and gaining everyone's curiosity.

“Sure, why not.”

“But it would be– whaddya say?”

“I mean why not? Sounds nice, I'm down.” A cold gaze sat on your face as you arranged the files on your desk and even your voice sounded uninterested. It gave Hoshina the impression that you were forcing yourself to agree to this meeting. Five whole minutes were needed to convince him that you really stood by your words.

At the end he walked out of your office, carefully pulling the door shut behind himself. Only after you were sure that he had left the area surrounding your office did you manage to produce a small smile.

“Yay!”

x

“She said yes just like that?!” The squad could barely believe their ears. Hoshina simply shrugged his shoulders, unsure of what to say. He himself still had to process the fact that you willingly agreed to this, without arguing or rejecting him. But then again, you never made a ruckus when having to pick up an extra shift or taking care about some more paperwork, therefore who knew what truly went through your mind.

“Am I the only one who is getting nervous?” Kafka asked into the round.

It was such a silly discussion, the mystery behind your personality, yet everyone involved found themselves curious to seek the answer.

“Vice Captain probably dresses really well! Like elegant and modest.” Shinomiya chimed in, clapping her hands together.

“I can definitely see that too.” Aoi agreed. The group began to chat and talk about the event of the night and how you were going to appear in front of them. They talked and talked, just for a little bit longer, before they returned to work.

x

A couple hours later and the time for the rendezvous came closer and closer. Throughout the day, Hoshina managed to ask Captain Ashiro if she too wanted to join the festivities and to everyone's surprise she agreed as well.

“I too want to see the Vice Captain in her casual glory.” Ashiro said with a straight face and sparkles in her eyes.

Everyone arrived around the agreed on time, some earlier and some later, but at the end they all gathered in front of the fine establishment.

“Oh, L/n just texted me that she is already inside!” Ashiro had a soft smile sitting on her lips, happy about the fact that you had texted her.

“Am I the only one who feels excessively excited??” Iharu looked around the group for validation.

“Nah, I'm just as excited” Izumo placed a reassuring hand on the other one's shoulders. “But I do feel like we are totally doing too much. I mean, it's just the Vice Captain.” The group was unsure if Izumo's words were directed towards everyone else or just himself, as he had quite the distressed look on his face. Shinomiya, Hoshina and Reno on the other hand carried a blank look on their faces. Their excitement manifested itself in the form of silence.

“Does anybody see her?” Kafka asked.

The bar was of decent size. It was most likely on the more fancier side. Not too many guests sat seated at the tables and from their point of view they should have had a clear vision of the whole place. Yet you remained to be discovered.

All they saw was another group of businessmen, a handful of couples, a person who seemed to be having a stroke in the corner and some young college students who were being a little too noisy..

Ashiro was about to ask a staff member for help, when all of a sudden a stranger approached them.

“Guys? I have been waving at you for the past two minutes, didn't you see me?”

Silence

In front of the group stood a woman, who's stroke turned out to be her attempt of getting their attention. She was dressed in attire that did not fit the establishment's vibe.

l

Her long eyelashes were a perfect match for the dramatic makeup she had put on. Half of her hair was put into a high ponytail, with the ends strongly curled. Although her head lacked charms and accessories, many of those were found on her long, white nails. The clothes she wore perfectly reflected everything that was going on in her face.

A skirt so short sat around her hips that the group feared that it would only take her one bad step to reveal herself. They just hoped that the golden star belt she wore was good enough to hold everything in place. What truly topped everything off weren't the dark fur leg warmers or the thick golden chains hanging from both her belt and neck, but rather the bold, off shoulder cheetah print shirt.

To put everything in simpler words– she was a looker for sure.

“...L/n?” Shinomiya was the first one to open her mouth.

“Yes?”

“WHAT?!” Kafka could barely contain himself. Shock wasn't even expressive enough to describe the sheer disbelief he was currently feeling. His eyes were stuck on the countless bracelets you were wearing, trying to count them all. Meanwhile Izumo and Aoi still had to pick their jaws off the floor.

“Ya gotta be kiddin me..” Hoshina cursed under his breath, his eyes still drinking in the image of you.

From all he had expected, this would have been the last thing. Seeing you in such revealing and bold attire, it was out of character for you. Even Ashiro found herself speechless as she slowly started to recognize your face behind all the accessories and makeup.

And let's not get started on Shinomiya who almost fainted.

“Do..I have something on my face?” Your voice was genuine and filled with confusion.

“Everything!” Iharu blurted out, earning a slap from Reno.

“This..is just very unexpected.” The white haired man tried to explain in the best words available.

“Unexpected is puttin it lightly! Shit, you sure this is our Vice Captain??” Iharu barely finished his sentence before the second slap from Reno came flying towards the back of his head.

“Oh. Yeah, I figured you guys would be surprised. I tried to tone it down a little and left some accessories at home but once I get dressed I can barely hold myself back.” You smiled softly.

For some it was the first time seeing you present such a sweet smile. It melted their hearts in an instant and forced them to question everything about you that they knew.

As you showed the way to the table, the group of people behind you silently fought about who got to sit next to you. Both power and authority were abused, as Hoshina and Ashiro ended up by your side with Shinomiya getting the seat right in front of you.

There it was, the moment they all have been waiting for. The silence was so strong that it became one of the loudest things in the entire place.

Their gazes poked holes through your outfit but you simply sat there, enjoying their attention. Such close interactions did not exist at work, as all were too afraid of you. They did not go unnoticed by you, the comments and whispers about your unapproachable behavior. There were obviously no ill intentions in their words but it still hurt you a little that nobody tried to get to know you on a personal level.

Your shyness and professionalism were labeled off as coldness on your very first day and ever since you had found it quite difficult to build more skin deep relationships. That is why you were beyond happy when Hoshina asked you to join them today.

“Have you always been dressing like this?” Shinomiya asked the question that has been on everybody's mind. The sparkle in her gaze returned, her eyes shining with nothing but admiration for you.

“Yes, pretty much. My mother was a Rokku Gyaru and taught me everything I needed to know. Started off as a Kogal and slowly found my way into the world of Tsuyome.”

Everybody listened with great attention as you explained your sense of fashion. It was the most talkative they have ever experienced you in, it was a memory to cherish. It made you feel awfully happy, their kindness and acceptance, that you temporarily lost yourself.

“Sorry Vice Captain, but I really didn't take you for the kind who would dress like that. So bold and carefree..but now that I think about it it suits you quite well!”

“Thank you a lot, Kafka.” You both exchanged mutual smiles.

“Same here. I first thought that you were gonna come in all formal and shit but this really hits the spot.”

“Your head will swell if I hit you one more time, moron.” Reno shot the red head a deadly glare.

“I know that I come off as cold sometimes, but I can't help it. I like to express myself with my appearance and actions rather than words and not to mention– in this field of work I just cannot afford to be as silly and expressive as my clothes.’

“It is very impressive that you are able to have these different sides to you.” The woman next to you spoke.

Much more time was spent talking about certain fashion styles, life and work at the defense force. The night was long and who knew when the next time would come where you got to talk the way you did now? Therefore you talked and talked, until all troubles and thoughts were taken off your minds.

a/n: i literally threw up couple hours ago and i got so mad bc i really wanted to upload this fic today so i swallowed a pain killer, took a nap and got right to the editing after waking up 😭 don't play with me stupid migraine (ง'-̀̀'́)ง

btw, if you want to get a better image of tsuyome (the gyaru subculture) make sure to google it! It is sooo pretty!!

[yomarcello]

RAW

Dear friend I am happy to know your doing well And going to university, I’m proud as hell Will it be civil law, anything you chose Anything you do, it will be perfect draw

Cutting the chase, heading for the races Girl, I feel like I was Born to Serve Bases Throwing every curveball trying to hide it I’m afraid to erase your face by my own grace

I had a dream recently It spoke about you specifically You had a little white Puppy And I know that couldn’t be

You don’t enjoy that novelty Because You prefer cats honestly They are quiet and peaceful Dogs can just be a real toll

No.

Anyways, you were leaving for the airport I pictured an image where I had to fight for it Running to say something to know, yourself Obviously confused, listen to yells and horns

I told you that I missed you Obsessive behaviour, that’s true But I had to tell what first came through What do I do? Tell you lies like i used to?

No.

We talked when we had each other blocked I mean till this day I’m still at a shock Our friendship, crashed like the economy And all of it was because of me, truly

You had told me that I was a surprise to see And I see now what you meant by that 16 weeks, 16 missed calls and I came back That’s something that only happen in movies

Frankly I did want to say something I just want to ignore everything I wanted to give you a gift Which is the letter i wrote before our rift

It goes:

I’m a man that knows about art That knows what he’s apart Love isn’t what fixes the heart Because i only know to love hard

I grew up with my father on alcohol He would steal my moms money at the casino I was a little kid just wanting to play with y’all My friends and family, playing some football

After work, tired of his manual labour My father would put his anger into me I was a trouble maker but that was me I loved spending time and have laughter

I was punished many times per week His anger was transmitted to me Being a child, I felt helpless and weak So I would do anything to increase self esteem

Fast Forward 2024, my father has passed His time with the family has passed He was a broken man just how i am I never wanted to carry legacy of violence

Pictures of me young, skinny and shy All because my dad would make me cry I was scared of hearing the door opening Because what happened after was frighting

My mother did a sacrifice, she left my father And even tho we are 6 kids, that was half of our heritage

I remember that day, me and my siblings Happy to be free from my dads tyranny My older siblings were old enough to know That after what he did, he had to go

But here’s a twist, lil old me thought he would come home I thought he was about to do a visit But mom made sure he had to be banished

I hope this letter makes sense Of the the person I am This is isn’t a victim complexion More of a personal reflection

I had push you to the limit Like how my parent did But I would like to ask Something they haven’t did

To forgive.

Funny how my gift is Trauma dumping I know that this ain’t something new Even after all we been through I still find a way to shove my issues into you

Into you… Into you… I think I might still be into you And it hurts admitting it to you Because I want to befriend you

Again.

I don’t know what state I’m in These rhymes just hide the fact im falling Not in love but into dust Thanos snapped and I erupt

[nanasarea]

Park Jisung as your idol bf

Genre: fluff

Pairing: jisung x idol!reader

Requested

Word count:1757 (dear lord, the longest in the idol bf series damn...) 

a/n: this is more of a jisung as your bf in general, not so much the idol aspect sorry. Also yes, i ended up writing about jisung having a baby, sue me, I’m in jisung hours now! also do i even need to say it’s not proofread at this point?

Haechan /  Yuta / Mark / Jeno / Jaemin / Chenle / Renjun / Jaehyun

you were in the same dance class when you were younger

so you were friends way before either of your debuts

like when you knew each other when he was an smrookie

and of course, both of you being talented dancers

you were both training under companies at a rather young age

and it isn’t easy being a trainee regardless of your age

but because you were both still in school

and so young

you knew you should stick together

let’s say you had chemistry homework

but you also had vocal lessons

i’m not saying he would help you

because he wouldn’t

but he would be there to motivate you 

and study his own school work 

so you weren’t alone

it’s safe to say you were each other’s motivation when it came to school

he would also insist on his mom picking you up from school and driving you to the company when your mom couldn’t

same would go reversed

not that either of your moms minded

they found it adorable

and they shipped you both anyway so

that means him and his family coming over for dinner 

and you and yours going to theirs for dinner

and your moms would document all of your childhood memories

they would bond over it

since you didn’t have time to make any friends in school, 

you both valued your friendship a lot

he ended up debuting before you

and you teased him a lot

until he “taught” you how to ride a hoverboard

and you ended up falling in the first 4 seconds

then he would tease you

and you’d now understand how hard his dances really were

you met most of his members when they were smrookies

but you didn’t know renjun and chenle that well

so whenever you could, 

you would hang out with each other

and become very close

which is why they were all so supportive when you ran into their dorms and yelled that you were debuting 

you end up having a little celebration

when you actually did debut, 

they were so hyped

especially jisung

he streamed your mv so many times

he knew every detail of every scene in the mv

which was adorable

the fans knew you were childhood friends so they absolutely loved your interactions

which meant your company/companies being like 

WE COULD MAKE MONEY FROM THAT

so they make sure you have a collab stage 

like really early in your debut

and it was kinda awkward

but because you knew each other beforehand

you felt completely fine

at this point, your moms were betting on when you’d start dating

to which you would both just blush and tell them to stop

you end up going on so many variety shows together

mainly dance specials

and everyone finds you too adorable

like everyone ships it

but they’re kinda lowkey about it because they don’t want to make you uncomfortable 

not the case of his members tho

or yours

you can’t tell me jaemin’s hiatus wasn’t just him laying in bed, resting and planning your wedding

you can’t

taeyong ends up asking him why he hasn’t asked you out yet

he just blushes

it wasn’t until you were both a bit older

and you were at an award ceremony

where everyone was complimenting you

like your dress, makeup, hair, etc

that he realized he liked you

seeing you like that and realizing he needs to stop looking at you as his little childhood friend

and start looking at you as an adult

or somewhat of an adult

he can never look at you as an adult

because he would always have the image of you

with 6 empty chocolate milks around you

and a gummy worm hanging from your mouth

as you tried your best to color the coloring book correctly

but hey, you were always going to have the imagine of him

hanging from monkey bars

after he finished his 5th scoop of ice cream 

and laughing because he overheard someone say a fart joke

ANYWAY

he starts seeing you as an adult

kinda

and he gets slightly jealous when everyone compliments you

so after that, he goes to taeyong and jaehyun

and asks for dating advice

jaehyun just yells 

“wooooo! you should know my usual boba order by now, right, lee?”

These fuckers bet on how long it would take for jisung to realize his feelings 

and jaehyun would regrets only asking for a free boba when he won

but he’s way too happy about winning to care

it ends with half of 127 and half of dreamies giving advice, 

the other halves teasing

and wayv cooing on the phone as they were in china at the time

it takes him like 5 months till he confesses

he’s a nervous baby let him be

and when he does get the courage, 

he takes you to an amusement park

you don’t go on any of the rides

because he’s scared

but you do play the games and eat food

you even watch the fireworks

which is when he finally holds your hand for the first time

you did a lot of skinship before

like when you were friends

but it wasn’t like this 

it was cute

he was so nervous

your palms were both sweaty from nervousness

but neither of you cared

you were just happy to enjoy the moment

 that got cheesy

he even walked you to your dorm 

like to right in front of your door

which is when he hesitantly gave you a kiss on the cheek 

but you wanted a real kiss so you gave him a proper kiss

and he ended up almost tripping on his way to the elevator

where he smiled to himself

and tried to calm himself down

so the members wouldn’t see him like this

but they did

they teased him

and just yelled with him

“our baby had his first kiss!” -jaemin

“life is going way too fast! weren’t you like 3 years old yesterday?!”- jeno

“how come he’s 2 years younger and already getting more action than me?!” -renjun

the others find out 

and tease him

mostly they just congratulate him tho

“wooo! our baby is becoming a man!” -taeyong

“doyoung, hold me, i’m emotional!” -johnny 

“when’s the wedding?” -taeil

“wedding? i always cry at weddings...” -jungwoo

“no weddings! yet!” -kun

“yeah! he’s not getting married before me!” -jaehyun

they might have gone a bit overboard

but can you blame them 

it’s their baby we’re talking abt

they still see him as the little toddler from when he was on mickey mouse club

also you end up not telling your parents right away

and they keep match making

so you end up being like

“Mom, we’re already dating, you can stop”

cue both of your moms get excited

like they’re already talking about being the best grandmas

and having the cutest grandchildren

even tho you’ve only been together for 2 months

something tells me he’d be the type to want to have matching everything

phone cases

(probably anna and kristoff ones)

then profile pictures

jewelry

clothing

anything and everything

he’d find it so cute

speaking of matching profile pics

the fans would realize what was going on 

when you would match your pfps

so your company/companies were like

yes, they’re dating, no one is surprised...anyway 127 comeback 

your dating announcement is like super chill

mainly because everyone was waiting for it 

also i feel like he’d always be playing with your hair 

and fixing it

like all the time

a single hair out of place?

we can’t have that!

his hands are in your hair already

would text you for advice while filming chenji’s this and that

and would always make something for you too

“chenle’s turned out more aesthetic but mine is made with love, so mine is better my default.” 

also it wouldn’t matter if you’re older than him, the same age, younger than him

doesn’t matter

would want to hear you call him oppa

but immediately get shy after

also he’s an aquarius

so if you end up getting really random texts during the day

like during your schedules

don’t be surprised

like he’s already maknae on top

so he will rebel to like some of the things you say

“jisung! we need to get back to filming in 3 minutes!”

“but weeee!” -jisung going down the slide for the 5th time 

cries when you joke about leaving him there

speaking of crying, 

we all know he’s emotional

and cries easily

so he just runs to you whenever he wants to cry

and just placed his head on your shoulder

to hide his facial expression

but it’s okay

you’ve already seen everything from the random snaps you get every day

he might not know how to comfort you at first

but he will learn

and he’s pretty mature for his age 

so he would take comforting you very seriously

he’s a really good listener 

so he would love to just hear you vent to him

it would kinda boost his ego a bit too

like he’s the one who you’re venting to

yknow what i mean?

but also he protects you very well

you get scared of a spider 

he goes all manly mode 

and gets rid of it for you

doesn’t like to admit it, 

but he thinks about you a lot

and your future

like once you two grow out of your idol lives 

and into a more adult life

where you get married

and have kids

kids who tease their uncles (aka nct members)

because THE maknae on top was their teacher after all

speaking of weddings

his older brother got married

and obviously you were his date

and everyone kept looking at you two

asking when it was your turn

your mom said “hopefully soon”

“mom, we don’t have time, we have busy schedules”

“but one day...”

time jump to when the news breaks about your engagement 

and everyone is crying

they watched you both grow up and now you’re getting married??

what???

the announcement was everywhere

also you don’t announce anything about a child

one day, you just both post a picture of your daughter

with a caption like

“she’s so cute, i knew my genes were good.”

or something like that

and everyone goes wild

nation’s babies having a baby?

legend says chenle’s screaming caused 2 earthquakes that day

to sum it up: nation’s babies turned nation’s it couple because jisung is the best boyfriend you could ever have asked for 

.....i might have gone way more invested than i thought i was going to. Do i regret it tho? hell no. Am i emotional now because I pictured adult Jisung with a baby? hell yes.

tag list: @soleilchannie​

[one-boring-person]

Hi! I had an idea for a David (lost boys)/reader fic if you're interested! Basically David finds his soulmate or mate, whatever you call it and he's doing everything in his power to get her to turn. Like she already knows what he and the guys are and they both are crazy about each other, but she's stuck on the idea of having to kill in order to survive. And David is doing everything from his usual mysterious behavior to down right pleading her to turn so they can be together forever? Thank you!

Thank you for requesting something! I hope this is satisfactory😁😅(I'm sorry if it's a bit cringy)

**

Please?

David (The Lost Boys) x reader

Warnings: mentions of blood and violence, mentions of death

Masterlist

He'd found me six months ago, a lone figure on the Boardwalk with a nervous disposition, jumping and tensing whenever someone nearby suddenly yells or shouts over the cheery music playing in the background, eyes wide at the variety of characters lining the bright streets. I hadn't initially felt the connection between us, but he tells me he'd been drawn to me instantly, somehow feeling the urge to search the crowd until he eventually found me, though he hung back, unwilling to give me any further shock, what with his rather intimidating appearance. It took him a month to finally introduce himself, and even then I'd been a little wary of his confident approach, but I'd soon gotten to know him well enough for him to reveal his secret to me, and to explain to me what the mate bond between us is. As soon as he did this, however, he started asking me the one thing I'd always have to refuse him - if I'd turn for him.

The idea didn't sit well with me, it never had and undoubtedly never will, the thought of having to intentionally kill people in order to survive, not to mention drinking their blood, making me feel sick to the stomach. It has nothing to do with him, or the others, of course; in fact, I've had the best time of my life with them, slowly gaining more confidence as time goes on, falling harder and harder for the platinum blonde mullet wearing vampire, so much so that I would stay with him for an eternity, if it didn't mean slaughtering hundreds of innocent people. I've told him this thousands of times, every time he's tried to get me to turn, but my reasons always fall on deaf ears, the vampire being stubborn and unyielding to the point where he started utilising his incredibly cunning mind to try and convince me. He's tried everything, bribing me with dates and gifts, threatening (unsuccessfully) to leave me and even getting the other boys to talk to me. At some point, he even asked Max for help, but apparently the head vampire could only laugh at David's predicament.

And even after all his failed tricks, he still hasn't given up, which explains why we're currently sat, a metre or so apart, on the beach, my mind having instinctually told me to put space between us when he first brought it up again, a grim expression on my face.

"What's not to like, (Y/n)? Immortality, enhanced senses, flying..." He encourages, giving me the same speech as always, just worded slightly differently.

"Killing people..." I mumble irritably, carrying on the same tone, as if reading out a list, crossing my arms across my chest.

He chuckles, the sound reverberating around my skull as it always does, a smile tempting my lips as I hear it, having always loved the sound of his laugh, even before we officially got together.

"Yes, but I've told you before: you don't think about it once you've done it, and the thrill-"

"Overshadows the guilt, I know. You've told me about a thousand times." I finish for him, knowing he's smirking at my words, though I refuse to give him the satisfaction of looking in his direction, aware of the fact that he's most likely staring at me and able to see me in the dark, what with his vampire vision and all.

"So I don't see why you can't just accept what I'm offering you." He pushes, the vampire taking a drag from the cigarette in his hand, blowing the smoke out a few seconds later with an audible sigh.

Rolling my eyes, I clench my jaw before replying, annoyed that I have to go over it all again.

"Because, unlike you four, I'm not used to drinking blood every night, and I'm most definitely not used to killing people to get it, and the whole idea of doing either one of those things is not one I even want to think about! We've been through this countless times, and every time you just ignore me. Maybe it's time you actually listened, for a change." I snap at him, shocked at my own tone, though it is understandable after all the pestering he's put me through in the last five months.

For once, David is silent, somehow unable to come back with a witty comment or remark, a first for the cocky vampire.

"Maybe that's because I don't want to hear another rejection. I'm just as tired of this as you are, (Y/n)." He finally admits, voice uncharacteristically quiet.

"Then why do you keep doing it?!" I exclaim,  looking over at him to find that he has his head bowed, though I can tell from his posture that he is uncomfortable.

"Because I want to spend eternity with you! It's got nothing to do with the bond or whatever, I genuinely love you!" David retorts, voice laced with raw emotion, a sigh escaping his lips as he tries to calm himself, "At this point, I've run out of ideas so I've got nothing better to try than this."

Confused, I go to speak, only to be cut off when I feel his leather clad finger against my lips, telling me to keep quiet, his hands moving to hold onto mine as he goes to kneel in front of me, taking a deep breath.

"Look, I don't do this often, and it will very likely never happen again, so know that I am being as sincere as I can be. I want you to turn because I can't face an eternity without you. I've felt alone for the longest time, even with the boys hanging around it's nothing compared to how I feel when I'm with you. You make me feel as if I still belong in the world, and that I'm not some abomination that was created to spite the traditional idea of living then dying. I know the idea of killing people isn't a pleasant one, but I swear to you that it gets easier, and controlling yourself can also help with this. You don't necessarily have to kill anyone, and drinking blood doesn't sound as bad when you're like me; it's just like drinking normally, but much more satisfying trust me." He stops for a moment, looking down briefly as I try to come to terms with this new approach, barely recognising the needy vampire before me, "Please, (Y/n), I need you to stay with me. I need someone to ground me as much as you do. I, well, I don't tho k I'll be able to face the rest of my life without you. Please turn, (Y/n), please. For my sake?"

For a couple of minutes, I remain silent, my eyes wide at David's heartfelt words; I knew he loved me, but I never realised just how strongly he does, the ulterior meaning behind the words making me feel much happier about the relationship. I soon find my voice, my mind spinning from the different outlook on what he's been trying to get me to do, my response a little shaky.

"Are you begging me, David?" Is all I can manage, my head still trying to wrap itself around the idea. David doesn't beg, not for anything.

He seems to stumble over what to say, until it clicks that that is, in fact, what he is doing.

"It's the only way I can think of that will convince you, (Y/n), so yes, I am begging you to turn and stay with me until the end of our days. Please, (Y/n). I'm begging you."

Again, I take some time to myself, rubbing my thumbs over his gloved hands to reassure him a little, a low ache starting in my head as I think it through properly. I'd never considered that he had become dependant on my attention, but it makes sense: he's spent so long living as the leader of a group of unruly boys that he's most likely missed out on the affection and care that comes with having a lover, so much so that it's made him needy enough to beg for me to join them properly. We'd be able to spend endless days together, enjoying the perks of being immortal vampires through the decades, and God knows I crave doing that, spending time with the vampire I've come to love with all I have to give. But, as always, one thing keeps me from agreeing on the spot.

My thoughts stray to the imaginary images my mind conjured up, recalling the visions of terrified people being torn into by a ravenous, vampiric version of me, dying at my hands simply because I need to feed. But what he'd said earlier strikes a chord within me, reminding me that I don't have to kill, if I learn how to control myself before I become addicted to the thrill.

"(Y/n)?" His concerned voice breaks through the trance-like state I've put myself in, shaking me from my thoughts. I look him in what I think to be the eye, relaxing myself a little before speaking.

"David, I honestly want to spend eternity with you, I really do, but I have to consider the whole killing thing again. You say I can learn to control myself, but none of you guys can, not even Dwayne, who is one of the most controlled people I know. It terrifies me, honestly, having the choice to kill someone or let them live, depending on how hungry I am, and then almost always choosing to kill them anyway, because the bloodlust is just too strong. You have no idea how much that scares me." I confess to him, looking down at my lap in the dark, hoping he won't see the embarrassed flush rising to my cheeks. Quietly, he shuffles around until he's sat beside me again, wrapping his arm around my body and pulling me into his chest as he always does, letting me muzzle into him for comfort, breathing in the familiar scents that always accompany him.

"We can all help you, (Y/n), and you know that I will never give up on you, no matter how stubborn you get. I want, no, need to spend the rest of my life with you, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make sure that happens." He says to me, voice low and comforting as he buries his face into my hair, holding me tighter against him.

"I believe you, David. I just need time to think." I reply, moving my head so that I can look up at him, knowing his icy blue eyes will be focused on me.

"I'll give you time, (Y/n), but you know how impatient I get."

I giggle quietly, reaching up to brush a strand of platinum blonde hair back into its correct place.

"I promise you, David, I will make a decision soon, but if I do turn, you have to swear to me you will help me try not to kill people. Please?" I assure him, watching him for a reaction, though it is nearly impossible in the black night.

"Of course, I'll do anything for you." David hums in agreement, leaning down to capture my lips in a gentle kiss, lifting a hand to cup my face, pulling me closer as I gladly reciprocate.

Pulling away, he rests his chin on top of my head as I return my face to his chest, intent on staying there until he has to move, knowing he is only too happy to oblige.

"I love you, David." I whisper to him carefully, resting a hand on his chest.

"I love you, too." He replies, his voice low as he murmurs this into my hairline, pressing a quick kiss there as his hands continue to caress my sides and back, lulling me into a sense of safety and comfort.

[evans-heaven]

Notes on Defending Jacob ep.4 (for fun lol, also not spoiler free)

This post is gonna be shorter (maybe lol) than the first one cause it's just one episode this time around! Definitely not crying about that 😅

Just a reminder, I'm not a pro and this isn't really a review, but I am shoved rather far up Chris Evans' bum, soooooo that should tell you everything you need to know before you read these notes (or any I make in the future) 🤣😋

Another reminder that I'm not asking anyone to take me seriously. I make these notes because I enjoy doing them.

K I'm done let's get into it!!

I knew the swimming scene was coming in this episode but damn, right off the bat huh? I'm okay with the heart attack tho so no sweat 🤣

Laurie sitting in her car in the parking lot outside the store, immediately I knew why, and I think a lot of us did too. It was so sad to see. Really places us inside the depth of the situation, even if its such a small action, it speaks volumes. Poor thing must have been tired physically and mentally. My heart got torn in two every time I saw her on screen throughout the episode. I just wanna give her a damn hug 😩😭

The juxtaposition of Andy and Laurie's faces during the meeting with Joanna, while subtle, says a helluva lot about how they feel. It was such amazing facial acting. Its clear from their expressions alone, who knows the story is bs and probably will admit it, and who also knows the story is bs, but definitely won't admit it.

The way Jacob and Joanna bounced off of each other as he continued his (bs) story, was intense, and the score added to it. Jacob's rising nerves led to mine doing the same, and I even found myself trying to figure out how he could have told the story better. Joanna's expression, the 'this lie ain't shit' one, was also quite influential. Like, you wanna help this 14 year old kid, but he can't even help himself and shit just keeps piling up.

Andy babe I know thats your kid, you wanna protect and coddle him but the police was the appropriate choice of contact. And clearly theres some deeper shit going down. He didn't call you or anyone else because it's not as it seems.

"Our memories are often less reliable than we think, particularly in moments of stress" PLEASE tell me I'm not the only one who immediately thought of Laurie's memory of Jacob at the bowling alley. Like obviously it was a 3 second scene, and it seemed pretty telling, but what if that's only part of it? Or what if shes not remembering it the way it went down? Like, her kid was accused of murder, and what she thinks would make it make sense might be plaguing her and being twisted by her, because of stress and fear.

My immediate reaction to Laurie's rant at Jacob was to yell "I'M SORRY" 😭 legit felt like sis was reading ME the riot act. Stress is just piling up on her and she will not have her kid acting like everything has no reason to be the way it is. Waiting in parking lots for groceries to open is not normal, having all your friends alienate you is not normal, being the talk of the town for negative reasons is not normal. So sit tf down, eat your unseasoned food and stop complaining.

In that one moment, for Andy, everything was okay as he and Jacob sat watching the movie. Until, he realized everything wasn't okay. He just had to remember that his kid, who sat there, care free, laughing at the film, was gonna be on trial for murder. It's as easy to forget as it is to remember. Seeing Andy's face change so subtly, from a smile to worried gaze, broke my heart.

Andy saying 'of course not' when Laurie asked if there was a part of him that thinks he might have done it. Who was he trying to convince?

👏🏽LET👏🏽ME👏🏽TELL👏🏽Y'ALL👏🏽SOME👏🏽THING👏🏽

That acting in the scene where Andy met Matthew? That perfect mix of chill and resolve (for lack of better word) in the way Andy spoke? The 'don't fuck with me' energy that radiated off of him? Where is the Emmy?? WHERE IS IT???

Andy's just getting increasingly desperate and its lowkey unsettling. Idc if hes a snacc, dude is being a little ridiculous and needs to do himself a favor and see things from his wife's perspective. I know it may be hard but I don't even wanna imagine where his denial is gonna take him. Also the protectiveness leading him to burst into his kid's room in a very embarrassing way was...cringe 😅

As much as I wanted Laurie to have felt normal for once since everything went down, even for a fucking hour or two, I lowkey was waiting for some shit to happen in the diner. It just seemed too good to be true. The heartbreak/shock on Laurie's face when she found out was too real.

I'm interested to see Andy's meeting with his dad. I know its gonna be difficult/uncomfortable and the amazing acting I know we're gonna see will convey that really well. Also lowkey some shade from Laurie in that scene, I love 🤣

A few more short notes:

Andy ffs your kid's story sucks for a reason 🤦🏾‍♀️

Needa know the conversation Derek and his mom had with Pam 👀

That food looked hella unseasoned, put some butter on the bread at least lmao

Andy/Chris' laugh 😭🥰

Fuck Neal

Like seriously fuck him

The little guy playing young Andy omg 😭🥺

Fucking white kids oh my gawd y'all think I could ever tell my mother to shut up 😂🙄

That DO YOU HEAR ME with the lack of the "r" in hear...🥴

Some of those images Jacob saw in the therapist's office 😣 I know that was the point but sheesh lol

Who gets a salad with fries lmao is that normal

Did Jacob fold his pizza? Is that also normal?

Reporter lady didn’t deserve those fries smh 🙄

There was a lot of food in this episode 🤣

Jay Kobbs? Really? 🤦🏾‍♀️🤣

Whatever it takes 😭 okay Steve Rogers 😭

Amazing acting from Michelle Dockery in this episode, especially the diner scene.

Amazing acting from Jaeden in the meeting with Joanna.

Amazing acting from Chris Evans no matter the scene (are we surprised? No lol), but especially when he met Matthew.

Thats all for now, see y’all for the next episode <3

[from-red-string]

Try

Day 7: Why are you assuming I even know how to help you?

Last day of this ficweek. I’m proud of every writer here 💛 I’ll be reading each fic during the next because this has been quite a busy and eventful week. Anyway, I know you’re all amazing.

To the readers, thanks for always boarding on ours crazy stories with your ship. You’re special.

Oh, this fic is connected to Stay the night (day 2) If you did read it, thank you and I’m sorry. If you didn’t, you can always read it. You don’t need to read one to understand the other, they work alone as well.

I hope you enjoy this one!  💛

Another open would take place this night since Gary left to travel this morning, they had only 10 hours to get everything ready. They hide their plans from Gary so he wouldn’t have a chance to stop it. Even Red Shark agreed to help surprisingly. There was only one person left out, well by his own choice.

Matteo said he was too busy with university and his music career, which include Bruno as his manager again. It wasn’t a complete lie, indeed he was pretty occupied, but the real reason was his break up with Luna. He couldn’t understand how she could give up on them.

They were doing great since they started going out again, it took a while before they began to officially date. It was doing well, better than in any of his wild dreams. They skated together every day, often had dinner with her family, Miguel loved to talk about his high school band to Matteo, Monica accepted learning his lasagna recipe – that she will never admit it was better than hers -, they wrote some songs, just a perfect relationship.

Until he received work from the record label, requested to start the recording and making his brand image, he knew this was coming, he signed the deal, he worked for this. But when the time came, Matteo hesitated. Last time it happened, he lost her. He was not ready to break them again, he feared what his career would do to them. On the other hand, Luna decided it for him. His dream should come true they could try. His music career happening didn’t mean they couldn’t make it, right?

Wrong. Apparently, both things couldn’t coexist in her life.

As soon as his meetings, interviews, and album producing started to increase, their time together began to disappear. It was getting harder and harder for Luna to reach Matteo. Yet she didn’t let it get to her, keeping her promise of trying her best, despite Nina’s pity look on her every time Matteo became a topic on a conversation. Her other friends noticed what was happening and stopped asking. In a short time, Matteo wasn’t a subject to Luna anymore. Almost like they were strangers again. When Bruno arrived as his manager again, she lost a bit of her faith but still giving him a shot. Maybe he wouldn’t be that bad this time.

Although on the back of her head kept trying to warn her: It was all happening again, but she brushed it off, ignoring it.

She only couldn’t ignore it when he had an interview where he said he didn’t have a girlfriend. It broke her heart to hear that. Luna was in the manor sitting on the living room watching the live interview on her phone with Simón and Ámbar by her side; gladly her parents were in the kitchen when Matteo confirmed he was single. Simón got up and ran out the door while Luna was comforted by, the last person she ever thought would do it, Ámbar there petting her hair when Luna sobbed in pain. The second time hurt even more than the first one. She thought it was impossible. Luna couldn’t tell who she was more disappointed: Matteo for doing it all again, or herself for allowing this repetition happen.

Now she had to let him go. He needs his career and she needs his happiness. Being in the way of his career wasn’t an option. So she broke up with him, leaving Matteo annoyed, confused, sad.

As the Open’s time neared, the last rearrangements were been made. Luna was in charge of getting the stage ready, setting everything for each performance, then putting up the decoration Yam made. The only chore left was the sound system, connecting the cables, the mic and checking it, but she knew nothing about how to do that, where to connect what.

That’s when she saw Matteo. Not really, she saw Matteo since he came in. She could feel him, her eyes kept falling onto his focused figure leaned on a notebook with a frown adorning his forehead. He was her last option to get her part done without bothering someone else who was already working on the open. Luna had no idea how it would go, she only hoped for the best. Last weeks, they maintained their interaction to the minimum possible.

Maybe this was her chance to see how she’d react to hearing her name in his voice once again.

“Hey, chico fresa.” Luna walked to his spot, her hands getting damp as their distance shortened.  Matteo looked up to her for an instant nodded, then backed his eyes to the notebook. Luna didn’t stop, tho. “Can you help me?”

Matteo’s eyes didn’t leave the paper while he muttered. “Why are you assuming I even know how to help you?” It was more a matter of desire than knowledge. For Matteo, she gave up on them and being near her hurt so not helping her meant not having to deal with the pain that lived in his chest.

“You don’t know what I want help with.” Luna insisted in a low tone. Concealing with the damage his acts were doing while persisting in making him help on the open brought the blank space she was feeling since she left him to burn in her. He was shutting her off.

“What do you need help with?” He questioned fixing his eyes on her but already had the answer to whatever she said on the tip of his tongue. She could ask him either how do airplane fly or how to make a paper airplane and his answer would be the same.

“The sound system. I need…”

“I don’t know how to do that.” He scoffed, not caring enough to mask his lie.

“Of course you do,” Luna replied her hands moving in exasperation. “You worked here, the boys taught you that.” It became a supplication. “Please, Matteo. I don’t want to ruin the equipment or bother anyone. It’s so confusing and I’m almost…”

“Giving up?” Matteo continued when she paused. “Is it too hard that you’re quitting?” There was a sharp tone in his voice, all he was saying was made to hurt her, to make her feel as much pain as he was feeling. “Whoever gave you this task should’ve known better than give something so important, this person should’ve known you’d give up.”

He knew it wasn’t true. Luna was the most determinate person he had ever known, which just made it harder for him to understand the reason she gave up on them, on him. He never saw her back down on anything she put in her head she’d get. Not with a difficult step, never with Ámbar’s provocation, nor anything. But he was so worthless that he wasn’t worth keep trying.

Luna shook her head and crossed her arms. “I won’t talk about that right now.” Meaning she wasn’t ready for talking about it with him, he still couldn’t see the whole picture. She was dizzy from all the emotion his words awaken in her chest. Everything felt wrong. This wasn’t what they were supposed to be. That’s not how she dreamt them to end, she imagined them growing old together, he’d sing to her and she can never get tired of it, they’d tell their grandkids why he is her chico fresa and she is his chica delivery. It was all a sweet illusion, learned to love and would hold in her heart. She turned her back to him, not letting him see the tears streaming down.

“You gave up on us, on me.” Matteo yelled-whispered making Luna immediately look back.

“I didn’t give up you,” Luna stated not minding that he could see her wet face or the tears running down her cheeks. “I believe in you. You can’t have a girlfriend, you have to be available for your fans. That’s what you need.”

“I need you, Luna.” Matteo protested desperately with her tears and words.

That was everything she wanted to hear but she couldn’t accept it. Luna’s chest ached sharply.

“You need your career.” Luna said walking away, leaving Matteo behind. The feeling of missing a part of her, the piece that would always stay with him.

[averagelydrawnblackmore]

♛ Timmore?

♛ fill in the blanks | fluff otp edition

Who’s more likely to find who wearingtheir clothes?:

I don’tthink Blackmore clothes fit Tim’s body to begin with, so is most likely to Timfind Blackmore using one of his shirts or maybe his coat when is cold.

Who enunciates hand holding?:

DefinitelyTim.

Who likes having their hair washed by who?:

Blackmoredefinitely enjoys to wash Tim’s beautiful hair and since he do it so well Timlikes to be washed.

Who likes to slow dance?:

I thinkboth, just that Tim say it out loud meanwhile Blackmore prefers to be invitedto dance.

Muse that’s more likely to fall asleep with their headin the others lap?:

Tim, hiswork implies more physical effort than Blackmore’s so he is more likely to fallasleep first in general. Tho, Blackmore’s lap isn’t as soft or comfortable butat least he’s patient enough to stay still until Tim wakes.

Muse that does all the cuddling in a blanket fort?:

Tim,Blackmore think the idea of a blanket fort is too childish and cheesy, but atthe end he won’t put resistance and just let Tim cuddle him.

Who hogs most of the covers at night?:

Is a bloody war where both of them try toher most of the covers, pulling them constantly and finally turning into adouble blanket burrito or with Tim sleeping on the floor because a tiredBlackmore just kicked him out.

Muse who nuzzles the others shoulder to get them togive them a head rub?:

Blackmoreagain, he prefers to ask affection in silence, he probably do this whilechilling with Tim on the couch and reading a book.

How do they share a dessert? Two forks or one?:

Blackmoredoesn’t love sweets that much so they wouldn’t share a dessert often, butdefinitely two forks he totally refuses at the idea of Tim trying to feed him.

Who gets jealous more easily?:

Blackmore,Tim is just so popular, charismatic and surrounded by nice people that it justfeeds Blackmore’s insecurities about why is he with him to begin with…besidethat he never overcome Tim’s crush on Lucy Steel. (He still reminds it to Tim when they fight) 

Who gets angered more easily?

Hisrelationship is a constant war of who is able to annoy the other faster…butprobably Blackmore, he’s patient but Tim know what points to touch to make theassassin explode.

How do they go to sleep at night?:

Tim would go to sleep first, he needs to wake upearly and the amount of Blackmore’s work would probably make him go to sleepway latter than Tim, he would probably just throw himself at the bed and fallasleep immediately.

Who gets the most shoulder rubs?:

Tim, though isunlikely that Blackmore offers to rub his shoulders, only if he sees Tim tootired but I can see Tim asking Blackmore to do so.

What are their arguments/fights like? How often do they fight?:

Quite often, ormore like: all the time, about the smallest things, is not abusive or anythingthey are just too different to agree about pretty much everything, they mostlyyell at each other or Tim yells at Blackmore while he totally ignores thecowboy making him even more angry.

Who is more likely to throw things in fights?:

Blackmore…and isusually the umbrella.

How do they make it up to each other/apologize after an argument?

It depends ofthe seriousness of the argument if it was over something stupid they justforgive each other in silence and they are as always in a couple minutes, butif it was something serious then probably Tim would apologize first even if itwas Blackmore’s fault.

Do they have nicknames for each other?:

Tim have aloooooong list of embarrassing nicknames for Blackmore that he mostly use toannoy him, though Blackmore occasionally drops a “Timmy” instead of his usualformality of calling Tim by his “full name”.

Caring for each other while ill, how does the other muse go about it?:

Is not usual toBlackmore to get ill, but probably Tim being the sweetheart that he is would bedevoted to take care of Blackmore, giving him food and medicines, cuddling himand being just with him until he gets better.

And Blackmorewould treat Tim with the tip of his fingers and obsessively cleaning everythingto avoid both to get ill, or make Tim get worst…is his safe way to take care ofhim.

Who’s more likely to be patching the others wound?:

Blackmore, hedoesn’t have a job as physical as Tim’s so I can see Tim getting hurt moreoften and Blackmore patching him while scolding him for getting hurt.

Muse that says ‘I told you so’, after theycome home from the beach and other muse is burnt to a crisp while whining howbad it hurts for not listening and putting on sunblock after the other muserepeatedly told them they’d get burnt?:Blackmore, he spoke with wisdom but Tim never listento him!! He obviously care of his pale and delicate skin unlike Tim who thinksthat by being a cowboy that works under the sun can’t get burnt.

Your otp has a newborn baby, who gets upin the middle of the night when he/she cries?:

They take turns,but Tim is definitely better to make the baby stop crying.

Your muse’s of the otp reaction to findingthe others crying about something? And how do they make them feel better?:

Blackmore wouldprobably worry, is not common to see the cowboy cry so he would assume issomething important, he would walk towards him and give him his handkerchief.

He’s not goodcheering people up but he probably just hug Tim and let him use his shoulder.

What would they be like as parents?:

Blackmore wouldbe that parent that is obsessed over his kids future, signing them to every extracurricularclass possible and being sure that they are healthy and perfectly behave, hewould be that kind of strict parent with sporadically but sweet signs ofaffection.

Meanwhile Timwould be that pampering father that plays with his kids and take them to thejob to teach them how to lasso a horse, and just cover them with kisses and hugssince he don’t see them as often as he’d like.

What would they have been like aschildhood sweethearts?Probably friend-enemies, with Tim annoying Blackmore to get his attention because he likes him but is not really aware of his own feeling, this starting with a relationship in which they would annoy each other in a chain of “vengances” but at the same time go over the other’s house play together, as they grow-up trying to keep their now discovered feelings hide from the other until they finally decide to be honest about it.

Who enunciates taking a bath together?:Tim, I can totally imaging him just entering thebathroom totally naked with no warning whatsoever and slipping inside thebathtub or shower with Blackmore even if that comes at the cost of a couplehard raindrops hitting his body as a warning.

 Who likes who playing with their hair?:Blackmore loves Tim’s hair and he plays with himmost often of what he’d like to admit.

 The place they mostly likely accidentallyfall asleep together?:

The couch, theyboth arriving tired as hell from their works and just managing to fit their bodiesinto the couch together, or maybe under a tree not long before they went out toenjoy a light rain.

[yuriyuu]

Yuriyuu for a shipping thing?

How did they they meet?

In the bathroom where Yuri yelled at Yuuri when he was crying lmao. A+ first impression. 10/10 would recommend.

Who developed romantic feelings first?

Yuri for sure. I think Yuri’s feelings go unrequited for a long time because I don’t think he’s very good at acknowledging what he feels and he’s even worse at expressing his feelings. But boy oh boy is it the most confused and agonizing pining ever.

Who is their biggest “shipper?”

Let’s be real here it’s probably Yuuka. 

When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?

Dude I’ve come up with like a billion different scenarios but I will share my favorite one from an unfinished fanfic I’m working on

The first time they kiss,Yuri yanks Yuuri down by the drawstrings of his over sized hoodie andpresses their lips together, because he refuses to stand on his toesfor anyone. The kiss, it’s awkward and out of no where, but seeingYuuri’s flustered, flabbergasted reaction makes it worth it. Yuuritrips over his words, forgets how to form coherent sentences.

“Try not to think toomuch about it,” Yuri says all smug as he walks away, hands shovedinto the pockets of his jeans. Don’t be fooled by his nonchalantappearance though. Inside, he’s absolutely beaming that he managedto gather the courage, and the reckless stupidity, to kiss him likethat. He’s mighty content with himself right now, and deems that tobe an excellent first kiss.

Who confessed their feelings first?

The way I see it, Yuri is too proud/oblivious to his feelings to admit he has feelings on Yuuri, and Yuuri doesn’t have very good confidence so it doesn’t even occur to him the possibility of Yuri liking him. Actually, I think it’s Yuuka who has to intervene and sort of push their confession along lol. 

I think it’s Yuuka who suggests to Yuuri that Yuri might like him (oh she knows tho, she knows Yuri likes him), and then Yuuri asks Yuri about it and poor bby nearly implodes on the spot, but Yuri admits it after much denial and trying to cover up his feelings and then they confess and everything is dandy.

What was their first official date?

I think it’s something simple like a walk to the park or maybe to an arcade since they are both into video games. Maybe they go out for dinner together afterward~

How do they feel about double dates/group dates?

I can’t imagine it’s something either of them really enjoy lmao. Yuuri is a very private person, and while Yuri posts a lot on social media, I think he’s pretty private about his feelings with people. Though I can see Phichit dragging them out on a double date just because it’s “the thing” to do lol. Yuri and Yuuri agree never again haha.

What do they do in their down time?

They play video games together!! (can I interest you in my YuriYuu MMO AU? :3c) I also think they enjoy cooking together and sleeping in.

What was the first meeting of parents as an official couple like?

Yuri felt accepted into the home right away. I think Hasetsu is more of a home to him than his hometown is tbh, and that’s because of the environment that the Katsuki family creates. They are just very loving and accepting people! Plus it also helps that Yuri had met them before and they already liked him. It’s totally smooth sailing and not awkward at all.

I don’t think Yuri’s parents are as thrilled with the idea, and I think it’s stressful for both of them. :( (I don’t really headcanon Yuri’s parents as particularly supportive people lakdsjfasdf) 

BUT

Introducing Yuuri to his grandpa and getting his grandpa’s blessing was one of the happiest days of Yuri’s life.

What was their first fight over and how did they get past it?

I think their first major fight was over a lack of communication about feelings and not understanding how each other needs to be comforted or work through their emotions.

I think Yuuri is definitely a person who needs a lot of verbal support and affection, like he *needs* the verbal confirmations because otherwise he doesn’t really believe it to be true. I think Yuri understands this to a degree, but Yuri is more action oriented. He doesn’t always understand the impact his words can have, especially on someone like Yuuri. While Yuuri knows how Yuri is, sometimes it’s just entirely the wrong thing at the very wrong moment.

I also think Yuuri is the kind of person who actually needs to wallow in his self-pity for a little while to truly work through things, but Yuri does not understand this like at all. @_@ Yuri is very “go go go! Here I will do everything I can to motivate you!!” and it can easily get overwhelming lol. And poor Yuri is so in tune to how Yuuri is feeling that all he wants to do is help him, but he doesn’t quite understand how yet.

But I think they both talk through it and actively work on this communication issue they have. I think they have several fights like this and and while it’s not common, it tends to build up but they both learn how to comfort and read each other better.

Which one is more easily made jealous?

It’s definitely Yuuri lmao. 

What is their favourite thing to get to eat?

I think they both really enjoy sharing their favorite childhood snacks from each other’s respective countries. I could say katsudon or pirozkhi but c’mon i’m trying to be original here.

Who’s the cuddly one? What their favourite cuddling position?

Yuri is surprisingly cuddly. I think that even though he grows to be taller than Yuuri, he enjoys it when Yuuri holds him. I also think that Yuri enjoys spooning a lot and he likes being the big spoon or the little spoon depending on his mood.

Are they hand holders?

Yes! Especially when they think no one is looking!!

How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time? What’s the circumstances?

What if I told you about asexual yuriyuus :3c

Who tops?

Can I interest you in asexual kinky yuriyuus with dom!yuuri. >:3c

What’s the worst first they’ve ever gotten into?

I’m assuming this means fight?? I’m just going to assume this means fight.

I actually think it was from the scenario I mentioned above in an earlier question. Yuri needed time to mope around, and Yuri just wanted to make him feel better but wasn’t sure how to, and he ends up getting frustrated and saying the wrong thing because nothing he does is working. I think the worst ones would be early on in their relationship when they’re still learning each other’s quirks and communication differences.

Who does the shopping and the cooking?

Yuuri does the shopping and Yuri does the cooking! Yuri really, really loves cooking for Yuuri.

Which one is more organized and prone to tidiness?

Yuuri. Have you seen Yuri’s room jfc.

Who proposes?

Hmmmmm I actually have not been able to come up with a scenario I am satisfied with yet. But I really like the idea of Yuri proposing. :3

Do they have joined Bachelor/Bacheloette parties or separate?

Together??? idk I don’t know shit about this sort of thing lol.

Who is the best man/maid of honour? Any other groomsmen or bridesmaids?

Again I don’t know much about how weddings are structured so i’m just going to say these are the important people in the wedding: Yuuka, Otabek, Phichit, and Mila.

Big Ceremony or Small?

I think small! They have enough spotlight on them with skating, I think they would wanna keep their wedding small and intimate lol. 

Do they have a honeymoon? If so, where?  

Based on the beach images we got, can I say they go to a beach for their honeymoon? :D Some place nice and tropical! 

Do they have children? How many?

I think they end up adopting one or two kids down the line. I’ve actually discussed a few parent!yuriyuu headcanons with @otabekismybff before. ^^ 

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Time to run

so here we have a short story of my sidon x mew... well more like pre- sidon x mew but yea

CanonxOc, if you no likie, no readie~

Summery: mews secret is out, and the prince knows. time to hit the road!

this was done in like, one day, so its probably not the best story iv done. but i think its pretty good for a quick short story *is proud of herself*

i might not have nailed sidon completely, but that is something im working on, so bare with me |D

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Mew was an upset wreck. Her secret was out now thanks to one of her zora friends.

An accident,

yes,

but it only got worse when she heard that the prince was standing close by, hearing it all. Mews face lost all color when her friend said that. Before the female zora could even attempt to calm the human down, mew was already gone. The woman frantically packed her bags at the little zora inn. She would have to leave now, and was probably never coming back.

Some might say she was just over reacting. But mew had done this more than twice before.

Back when she traveled a lot she would come across guys who were sweet and kind. Mew would inevitably develop feelings for them. However each time she confessed, they would let her down as gently as they could, then avoid her all together. The last one taught her a lesson tho.

After that, she vowed to never admit her true feelings to someone else. They became best kept secrets for her, but when you join a persons fan club, its bound to get out there. Knowing that prince sidon now knew her deepest secret it killed her inside. It wasn't out of embarrassment, but the fear of him walking up to her to say 'we cant hang out anymore' then avoid her like the others. Mew enjoyed the zoras company, hell she loved zora's domain, despite she was scared of water and couldn't swim. Having the prince as a friend really helped her self-worth.

Once her bag was packed she tossed it over her shoulders and ran off with a rushed goodbye to the zora innkeeper. All the zoras just stood in a confused daze as they saw the short, round human woman rushing off down the bridge.

Mew made it quite far without bumping into any other zoras. Once she felt far away, her quick pace slowed down to a normal walk. The girl looked down to her feet as emotions started to swell up inside her again. She didn't want to leave the zora's domain, having called it home after a years stay. But she knew what was going to eventually come to her if she hung around any longer. To her, it was just best to leave and avoid contact with the prince.

The woman walked over the last huge bridge to zoras domain, it started to feel like an eternity would pass before she got to the other side. Images from the first time she tried walking across flickered in her mind. Thankfully the monsters that once lived around here were long gone by now, no more games of 'chunk the human over the bridge'.

Mew paused as she looked around at the bridge. It was still the same, even after a year had passed. She still remembered that day quite well.

A fellow traveler she talked to at a stable told her of the most beautiful scenery she had ever seen, with people to match. It sounded so wonderful that the round human just had to go see for her self. A few times she wanted to turn around and leave, the large amount of water terrified her, her biggest fear in the world was actually death from drowning. But she had made it so far, it would have been a wasted effort to leave then. Thats when she saw the monsters at the end of the bridge. Her heart raced at the sight. She was ill equipped for any sort of combat, armed with only a knife. Mews entire being was telling her to run back to the other side. It was a futile effort, however. A large moblin stood only a few feet from her, fierce and armed with a large club. Out of pure fright, mew froze in place. She didn’t budge, she didn’t even know what to do, her brain decided it was time for a vacation and left her standing there.

The moblin yelled at her and swung its club. Thankfully the womans legs turned to jelly at just the right time, causing her to fall to the ground and totally dodge the club, if you would even call it dodging. It was in that moment mew knew she had to try something, even if it would prove futile in the end. She fought with the pocket on her backpack, reaching into it and pulling out the small knife. Her reflexes were slow tho, the moblin snatched her up in the blink of  an eye. It raised it club up high, readying for another swing. Subconsciously, the woman sheathed her knife in the monsters hand. The moblin hollered out in pain, and from reflex, tossed the woman over the bridge.

Mew hardly remembered much between the moment she was falling till she woke up on side of the river below. When she finally came to, there he stood over her, prince sidon.

Halfway over the bridge, mew started to hear the faint calling of her name. The voice, at the moment, was too far away to clearly make out. As she was pulled from her other thoughts, she began to think it was her friend trying to stop her. Brushing it off, the woman continued across the bridge. The voice got louder, and closer. Mew immediately froze, her heart raced. She was recognizing exactly whos voice it was.

Reluctantly, her head turned, peeking over her shoulder. To her dismay, a tall, red and white zora in royal garb came running. How she wanted to run but was unable to do so, her body refusing to cooperate with her.  

Sidon stopped just a few inches from mew. He was obviously wet, having swam down the river to get there quicker. The water dripped off him and made puddles under his footsteps.

"Mew! How I searched high and low for you!” he began. “The zora's told me about how you were frantically running about. Did something happen?" The zora looked down to her, sadness clearly in his eyes. Mew looked away quickly yet remained silent.

Sidon looked the woman over, calmly trying to read her. He took a few steps closer "If anything is troubling you, you know that you can tell me." He walked around till he stood in front of her. Yet the woman once again turned away. Her cheeks were burning hot, yet she was unsure what for, cause it was the prince or cause of the situation at hand.

The prince stood there silently, deep into his own thoughts. It was strange to see a close friend of his act so strangely, had he don’t something wrong? He leaned a little closer to the human, placing a large hand on her shoulder. "Is this about the crush I over heard you had for me?" When he felt her tense under his hand, he knew he was right. The zora leaned back up, looking over the girl once again.

Mew heard a slight chuckle behind her. This slightly annoyed her enough to turn around. "Whats so funny?..." she asked, feeling a little hurt and offended that he found some joy in this.

The prince quickly put his hands up, waving them to the short woman. "Oh no, pardon my rudeness. I didn't mean to do that aloud." He couldn't help but smile at the look the human was giving him. Yes he knew she was mad at him, but with a round face like hers, anger only made her look cute.

"Please allow me to explain myself. I find amusement in it cause you are the first to act like this. Most of the female zoras just get embarrassed and apologize for it. I am by all means flattered that you have feelings for me. But if you don’t mind me asking, for how long?"

Mews face quickly reddened. Looking away, and at anything other than the zora, she started to stutter. “S-since... you rescued me... and it only got worse the more I hung out with you afterwards...”

The woman quickly looked back up to him, small tears in her eyes as the embarrassment became to much. "A-arint you the least bit disgusted to know a human like me has a crush on you?"

Sidon tilted his head, confused by all belief. "Disgusted? Why in hyrule would I be disgusted for by that?" The zora noted the blush deepening on her face, but this only added to his confusion. "Did... Something happen in the past to make you think this way?"

Mew stuttered around with her words even more, tho try as she might she couldn’t stop. Her hands began to fidget with a need to be busy with anything. "I-i don’t want to bother you with boring stories.” she fussed. But the look in the zoras eyes told her he truly did wish to hear it. To understand why she had such a mindset like this. Mew let out a heavy sigh as she brought back old, painful memories. “Years ago... there was a guy I liked. We became pretty close friends, or so I thought. He was nice and kind to me, so of course I started to like him. After a four months of hiding a crush I walked up to him and... confessed it." There was a long pause before she continued. "He... didn't take well to it. I found out he didn't like fat girls at all. The only reason I was allowed to travel with him and his group was cause I could make and mend clothes. He... ended up throwing me out of the travel group out of disgusts.” she sighed once more “Since then, I learned to just keep my mouth shut."

She took a glance up to sidon. His face was no longer the smiling, bright one she always saw. It was now an angry contorted look, his eyes sharp enough to kill. "T-that wasn't the only reason. I-I've confessed to a few other guys before him. But they were nice about it and gently told me they wasn't interested in me. However, afterwards our friendship wasn't the same, and they avoided me..." she looked down to the ground, eyeing the large puddle around sidon. "I assumed you would avoid me too...or...get disgusted and tell me to leave the domain. So I thought it would be best to just leave." A large sigh escaped sidon, his features calming down and becoming soft once again.

"Mew, I must admit, that I do not share the same feelings as you do. However, I would never ask a friend to leave zora's domain, unless they were a threat to my people." The prince watched as mews eyes grew wide at his words, tears collecting at the bottom, he tensed yet prepared himself for the water works.

"W-wait” she balled her small hands into tiny fist. “So were still friends???" She finally asked. The zora blinked, stunned at her response but quickly started smiling. "But of course! Just cause I know you love me doesn't mean I no longer wish to be friends with you!" Sidon watched the huge round tears flow out of the little humans big eyes. "T-then that means we can still hang out?! A-and I can still live in the domain, right?!" The zora couldn't help but release a bolstering laugh. "Of course we can! And of course you can! You did say yourself this was your new home did you not?"

Mew threw her fist up into the air, giving a loud "YEY!"

During her excitement she rushed over to sidon, possibly giving him the biggest hug she ever gave.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH SI- wait, we can still hug, right?"

Sidon chuckled. "Right!"

"THANK YOU SO MUCH SIDON!!" mew finished. The prince lifted mew up, giving her an equally large hug. "Now then, Shall we return home, friend?"

Mew nodded with happy tears still pouring down her face.