#i know some of them aren't rivals but imagine for one moment they are

[kathrahender]

We saw rivals to lovers ships between heroes. NOW hear me out-

Rivals to lovers ships but between the villains.

[titania-sleeps]

Wild Roses and Hawthorns (Sub!Bloodbag!Human!Yandere x Vampire!Reader)

hii i promise i didn't forget about adonis, he has TWO whole pieces in my drafts (i just need to be in a specific mood to pump out adonis fics)

in the meantime, here's the aftermath of dion getting the blood sucked tf out of him

spoilers: he wants more. :3

more works featuring Dion: Dion Introduction

warning: mild nsfw, dom reader, biting, asphyxiation (choking), messy feelings, minors DNI pls

A week has passed since you'd last lost your temper with your bloodbag. The look in his eyes never left your mind. The torrent waves of turmoil in his gaze had washed over you, and you were stricken with a sense of fear and... greedy desire. You had immediately fled after that, terrified by what he aroused in you.

Tonight, you lay still as a statue, staring into the ceiling. While you don't need sleep the same way that humans do, it calms you to rest when the sky is dark. It's habitual from your time training to melt into human society (as all vampirekin do for a few decades). However, dawn was nearing in a couple of hours and you've yet to get even a blink of rest.

Every time you close your eyes, even if for a moment, a flash of glistening sweat on caramel skin appears in your mind. Then the sensation of your teeth sinking their way into supple skin manifests in your mouth. The hair on the back of your neck stands and, if you were to look in the mirror at that very moment, what would reflect back is a lonely monster, craving for the flesh of the living.

You are not a common monster, that you know. You are a noble creature, born with veins of blue gold and armed with grace. Yet such a simple bite stirs a primal need in you, one that rivals that of a hungry beast. It borders on something that you'd hope to never experience, especially for your blood bag.

Maybe you need some clear water to reset your thoughts.

As you glide down the stairs to the kitchen, you bump into a shadowy figure. The figure steadies you, and a familiar scent enters your senses.

"...Dion."

The figure responds to your call, a grin on his lips.

"Are you here to indulge in a midnight snack, master?" The comment is teasing and almost enticing, and you know that the snack he is referring to doesn't exist in the kitchen.

Sighing, you push past him and walk to the counter to pour yourself a glass of water from the pitcher. He follows you.

"Dion, why are you awake?" you ask, taking a sip of the water. Though you vastly prefer blood over water, as long as the water isn't tainted by any holiness, it suffices to quench your thirst.

Dion's eyes wander for a moment before he responds with a disarming smile. He shrugs, the collar of his shirt falling to the side to reveal his neck. Your eyes flit to it for just a second, and only a second.

"Maybe I was looking for someone," he replies. His vague response irks you, but you don't bother pressing him for more details. The more you know about him, the more you will feel for him. So it is easier to maintain the comfortable distance that you have with him.

You finish the last drop of water and place the cup in the sink. "I hope you find them," you say airily, giving him a lazy wave as you prepare to return to your room.

You're stopped by an encircling grip around your wrist.

You whip your head around and before you know it, you're chasing Dion out the door, down the hallway, and into your room, slamming him against the wall. He lands with a thud and a devious smirk.

You brush your finger across his lips, eyes peering into his. There they are again, the storm that has torn sailors and their rafts asunder, lightning and thunder electrifying even your immortal form.

"Your thirst has yet to be quenched," he whispers to you, eyes swirling. Or maybe you're just imagining that, entranced by him.

"Are you offering yourself?" you ask dryly, with the restraint that you don't have.

Dion laughs, cocking his head to the left. Once again, he bares his neck to you. You aren't so impolite as to reject a gift offered to you.

You sink your fangs into his skin. The same caramel gold that plagues your mind, shining with a thin layer of sweat. And it tastes sweeter than before, with the right hint of despair, just as you like it. Dion's existence at that very moment perforates your senses; the smell of iron and sweat in the air, the sounds of his low moans in your ear, the taste of saccharine goodness in your mouth. And then you open your eyes and he greets you with a loving smile and a tsunami that sweeps you off your feet.

"You're still hungry." It isn't a question but a statement. And he's right to make it a statement because you wouldn't have been able to answer anyway.

You lick the puncture wound with your tongue, gliding gently against the surface. He shivers, his legs struggling to remain standing. Noticing this, you drag him to bed, yet again pushing him down.

He chuckles, laying flat on his back, his hair sprawling out like ripples in a lake. His arms are wide open, and you dive into his embrace, your legs straddling his form.

As you pin him down with your weight, you find yourself caressing his face. A drop of your fingers on his long eyelashes, and then they're slowly trickling down to his jaw. You can feel him become still beneath you and your fingers trail beneath the precipice of his jaw to the jugular juts of his Adam's apple. Your touch bobs up and down as he swallows air, his eyes staring into yours... muddled in something you can't quite place your finger on.

You think you hear him breathe a whisper in your direction, but you don't catch what he's saying. Instead, your hands are clasping around his throat, nails kissing his tender skin. A maniacal grin is stamped on his face, his hands laying peacefully to his sides. He doesn't struggle and instead almost seems to lift himself to meet your grip more.

A flush of power overcomes you as you tighten your hold on him just a little more. He's clasping onto the sheets of your bed with his fingers; it's a shame that he'll have to make your bed again later tonight. You watch, intrigued, as his eyes roll up and drool leaves his lips.

You release him gradually, the skin on his neck blooming in colors of wild roses, hawthorns, and cornflowers. A wreath around his neck, as your prized champion and faithful servant. That's what you've given to him.

When you back away, his hand springs out like a geyser and catches your wrist. His grip is gentle but unyielding, and he's looking at you with a satisfied smile and a dangerous gleam in his eyes. He pulls you down, embracing you fully in his arms. You feel something wet and hard beneath you.

"Only take blood from me," he mutters into your ear, appendages like boa constrictors. "Only from me."

You finally rest your eyes, lips painted in his redness.

i welcome and encourage all psychoanalyses of both y/n and dion

-> masterlist

[urinarythreatinfection]

Shoutout to tomboys, you’re great and valid. Someone asked me for this in a comment section but I can't @ them but here you go!

One piece men x tomboy reader. Shanks, Sanji, Zoro.

Shanks

Shanks first met you at a bar.

It might be cliche but he gets fawned over by women (and men) often, you were different.

When you came up to him he already noticed you weren’t the most feminine, but you seemed cool so he didn’t mind.

Before he could lay on some charm, though, you had challenged him to a drinking contest with ridiculous rules.

If you won, you got to join his crew.

Immediately it was like the alcohol in his hand didn’t matter, your boldness was too amusing.

“What’s in it for me? Surely a pretty woman like you has something to offer?”

He didn’t mean what he alluded to, just a test to see what you were like.

When you said you had information on something he would definitely like, well, what kind of a pirate wouldn’t be tempted?

What he didn’t expect is how good of a drinker you were.

Shanks gets drunk, but his mind will stay sober, but you were drinking more than he could handle.

It was a tie, the bar ran out of alcohol.

The both of you were on the verge of passing out when he gave you a thumbs up and said you were in, you gave one back and said you’d give him the info too.

It was the worst hangover since the first time he got blackout drunk when young but man was it an amazing investment.

Turned out you knew info on a rival of his causing trouble around his territories, and you were an amazing fighter.

Shanks couldn’t help himself, he might’ve exploded if he tried not to flirt with you.

Flirts turn to touching and touching leads to the bed, you’re good.

Perfect, really, he fell hard for you.

A capable woman who’s fun to be around, gets along with his crewmates, and is great in bed?

He doesn’t care that you aren't feminine, you’re the most attractive woman he could ask for.

Shanks asked you out and you accepted, now he’s your #1 supporter.

Playing a drinking game? His bets are on you.

Threw a guy who touched you across the bar? Way to go!

You think you can beat him in a fight? Sure, just don’t mind if he gets a little handsy during it~

Overall there is no clear calm and smart one in the relationship, both of you are dumb and Beckman couldn’t be any more unhappy.

Sanji

Sanji is completely put off.

When you first met he was absolutely ready to fawn over you but the moment you, instead of getting mad or flirting back, patted him on the shoulder with a “Thanks, man!” he just stood there.

He almost looked around as if someone else said it.

The way you speak, act, the way you are, it’s like everything in him is rejecting it.

Women are supposed to be sacred, beautiful creatures to be worshiped, yet why are you working out with the mosshead and yelling as loud as Franky?

He still treats you kindly, of course, but there is a bit of a gap between what he’s known all his life and what’s being taught to him.

It changed one day though, you two were running from marines and he tripped.

Embarrassment had flooded through him at tripping in front of a lady(?), but when you had picked him up and kept running his heart started racing.

Here he was, the gentleman, being carried like a princess by a woman.

He couldn’t even protest, it wasn’t long after that that he caught feelings and you two started dating.

Now he worships you in other ways. Always calling you strong and beautiful.

Sometimes he’s still embarrassed, but lord knows he's in way too deep now.

Please be understanding if he pretends that something is too hot for him to touch or if he acts like a damsel.

Getting taken care of by a strong girlfriend just feels way better for him than he could’ve ever imagined.

Zoro

He dislikes you at first, not because you’re a woman that’s masculine, but because he sees you like a challenger.

You drink like him, work out with him, even sleep in random places sometimes. He’s supposed to do that!

You even took the spot he likes to nap in!

Not to mention he can’t even pick a fight with you without the cook immediately butting in because you’re a “lady”.

Lady his ass! You’re hardly a woman!

This sort of thing stopped one day when you two were bickering a bit, and once again Sanji stepped in.

Usually the argument switches over to him and Sanji but this time you weren’t having it and grabbed Sanji by the leg, flinging him away like a ball before looking back at Zoro.

He couldn’t help it, seeing the curly brow about to defend you like a knight only to be flung away was too funny and he ended up cracking a smile.

Like that, he stopped seeing you less as competition and more as someone to do things with.

One day Nami made a joke while dragging you two back to the ship “Ugh you two are always together, are you dating or something?”

That seemed to open something up.

Zoro didn’t really think of you as a woman, not that that was much different than other women, but if he were ever to have a lover in his life he would like someone to do the things he loves with.

He asked you out and you said yes, then you two started dating.

Seems loveless at first, but he ends up using the time to get to know you, and really appreciates you.

He treats you like a person, not like some unruly woman (even if he says that sometimes to mess with you).

You’re the type of couple where people can’t tell if you’re dating or not, but behind closed doors he’ll rest his head on your lap and let you play with his hair.

You’re the only one he’ll tolerate making any sort of grass jokes about his hair, girlfriend privilege.

[serendipitous-girl]

𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍

⊱✿⊰ summary: headcanons with bakugo and a black cat girl

⊱✿⊰ warnings: swearing, suggestive comments, fighting ig, idrk

⊱✿⊰ notes: i have had this request for like fifteen months lol but im finally doing it for my pookie's bday. Happy birthday ml 🫶 im posting it now so i dont forget lol

❀ he hates you at first sorry not sorry. bakugo just sees you as yet another one of those extras who happen to have an annoying tendency to fight with him. i feel like he might respect your tenacity but barely and he still hates your guts whoops

❀ on the topic of hatred, your other classmates half are jokingly shipping you and the other half are just wishing you two would stop fighting. mina is at the head of the shipping bandwagon especially after she read a book with rivals to lovers. todoroki might say he ships you guys only because he thinks it means he wants you two to get along lol

❀ your arguments would mostly be stupid shit like who rescued who, who did better on the assignment. you guys are rivals who also get into fistfights because why not.

❀ bakugo doesn't think much of your swearing problem because he's used to it by his mom. you're just another annoying person who happens to like using some naughty words all the time (him in girl form)

❀ i feel like the way you two get closer is kinda sad but also drama yay. basically mineta was being an S-class pervert and he was literally harassing you.

❀ and it made you uncomfortable so you started to fight back. bakugo doesn't find you until the aftermath, huddled in the corner of the dorm while trying to hide your tears

❀ he didn't know seeing someone cry could make his heart clench like that. But for some reason, seeing you all teary eyed and sad made him want to punch the living daylights out of whoever made you like that

❀ as awkwardly as he can, he tries to comfort you. His large hand patting your back, not saying anything since words have never been his forte. He was used to using anger to battle his sadness, he didn't know how to help someone succumb to it.

❀ you guys sit there in comfortable silence until you explain to bakugo what happened. he'd always hated the little brat but now he was wishing he had uraraka's powers so he could throw mineta into space. how was the creep still in the hero course?

❀ lets just say the nice day mineta looked more like a cranberry than a grape

❀ you guys aren't particularly close after that but he does tend to notice you more which means his respect for you goes up. you're in combat training and you beat deku? fuck yeah he likes you now. even if you don't hate deku like he does he still thought it was awesome seeing you beat the daylights out of him.

❀ the moment he realized he liked you was when he almost lost you. by now hanging out was pretty regular for the two of you, even if bakugo would rather die than admit that he sees you as a friend. and since you guys spent time together he was around for whenever you got crushes...and told him about it.

❀ most of the time he would shrug it off, especially since half of your crushes were fictional and why would he care? he's not jealous! however you started falling for a boy in class 2b which (for some reason) was a major no go for bakugo. why would you want to date a stupid extra when he was right in front of you

❀ despite what everyone says he isn't the most emotionally constipated. it takes awhile yeah but i imagine he started going to therapy during the course of the show so he started to understand what feelings went where and etc

and one thing was for certain: this feeling was love.

❀ he started being a massive asshole after that. he went right back to always arguing with you or ignoring you completely. he might understand his feelings but that doesn't mean he knows how to handle them

❀ he was so wrapped up in his angry emoness that he didn't know you had stopped talking to the boy from class 2b, forgetting him entirely. he also failed to notice the hurt looks you'd give bakugo before you snapped right back into your harsh comebacks.

❀ the reason you guys even talk it out is during a simulation where the both of you get stuck inside rubble. you were both exhausted, dehydrated, and heartbroken.

❀ you just couldn't help but ask, "why do you hate me?" which basically broke his heart into a million little pieces. he couldn't help the way he admitted to his feelings, the way he handed you his heart in hopes you'd keep it safe...and safe you did.

❀ if you two as rivals were bad you two dating is even worse. you guys are the ultimate power couple, able to tear anybody down with a few well placed sneers and snorts.

❀ everybody either loves or hates you guys. mina obviously loves you guys even if you two are constantly arguing still plus with the added of you two tag teaming one person. she loves when she manifests things.

❀ you guys still have that silly banter and with your tempers. but now you guys made up your arguments with kisses and cuddles

❀ you guys aren't allowed to get paired together for assignments because you are either bickering or making out. and aizawa is too tired to try to stop it.

lori © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything weird with my writing! i like reblogs and comments but please be kind as this was my writing.

[artytaeh]

what's the weirdest kinks you think the boys have?

before answering this i want to make it clear that most of these aren't weird ! or at least i don't really think so (not in a judgy way), just what i think that would be the most extreme. as in, those kinks that they would stare at their partners and demand one WE LISTEN !! AND WE DON'T !! JUDGE.

starting with MATTHEO, as i've mentioned on my post about mattheo's nsfw headcanons, i think that he'd be into blood kink/knife play. as in, carving his initials, more than anything, even though he'd like it if you took the initiative to do the same; something about showing his territorial tendencies. because of the exaggerated rumors that mattheo has going on about him, this is something that he keeps for himself 😭✋ my boy doesn't want to feed people's imagination. this one i haven't mentioned before, but: enemas. as someone who's really into anal, mattheo gets off by administrating them. i'm not falling down on this rabbit hole, but it makes sense to me!

THEODORE, even though he's my favorite slytherin boy, took me so long to think about. i can't attribute any 'weird' or 'extreme' kink when @nottsangel spread the theo-with-piss-kink virus like a pandemic (read her masterlist if you haven't, like istg. so, so good.) and i PHYSICALLY CAN'T deny that this. this would be theo's 'weirdest' kink among his other ones. 🤕 tysm pookie i love your work btw !!

for LORENZO, he has a thing for being a cuckhold. there's some twisted pleasure for him, to see you being shared by his best friends; only to take your exhausted form for himself, reminding you of who is the perfect match for you, who makes you feel this good; not even his friends can rival. if anything, it feeds his ego, to see his friends envying the girl he has just for himself. definitely into threesomes and whatnot; it plays with his possessiveness and ego, feeding both of them at the same time, which creates a bittersweet feeling that leads to that one last round.

( i'm also working on a nsfw headcanons post for lorenzo! i explain this better there. )

believe it or not, DRACO is a brat. as much as he tries to make people believe (and even himself) that he's this dominant person, such a spoiled boy feels the need to be set straight, since his parents and not even students or professors at hogwarts took the time to teach him some manners. in short: draco longs to be with someone who can act as a brat tamer. forced into submission, if you will; to have his ego and brattiness broken to pieces. it's not something that draco would easily admit, so for now, it's just what he fantasizes the most about—receiving a good spank by you, degrading him. also, step on him; that's why draco bought you those expensive, fancy heels, you know? put him on his place.

as someone who has a taste for older women, BLAISE knows that only lorenzo and theodore would not judge him on this. blaise has a thing for breeding kink, not just the sight of his cum leaving your holes or dirtying your lips, but also the whole fantasy of you being pregnant. so, pregnant women? smash. milfs? double smash. it's a whole rabbit hole, really, because blaise has a lactation kink; please don't let him further explain himself, it gets weirder and weirder from then on.

TOM RIDDLE, as someone who strives in dominance and receives satisfaction on it, borders in power plays. in more practical measures, tom is into the sight of you gagging around him, in any position he can get you, or controlling your breath. so, asphyxiation; not just his hand around your neck, but knowing how, when, and where to press over your throat, constricting your ability to breathe if only to feed the adrenaline going between the two of you. tom gets off on the sight of you struggling, having your nails clawing at him for one more second of air; perhaps he's a little cruel when he waits a moment longer before giving that to you. this, and the undeniable fact that he's definitely taking you to the chamber of secrets a few times; tom would want to fuck there. can you think of any spot at school that's more private than this one? totally would be an asshole and tell you that: look, doll—here, no one would be able to hear you scream.

[s4bbatical]

Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want | Part 4. (Rivals Declan O'Hara x Reader 18+)

see masterlist (PINNED) for all parts

warnings: mentions of sex, cigarette and alcohol use. age gap (reader!22)

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Cont’d.

You were still sat in the parking lot. You wipe your eyes with your hands, smearing your mascara before wiping your nose on the sleeve of your coat as you turn on the engine. The radio begins to play Don’t You Want Me by The Human League. You groan as you change the station. Heart Of Glass by Blondie begins to play instead.

“No, nevermind. I hate my life.” You say bitterly, turning off the radio entirely. You begin to drive away with The Corinium in your rearview. “God this is so fucked!” You exclaim to no one, trying to keep yourself level enough to not crash the hunk of metal on wheels.

You manage to drive the rest of the way in complete silence back to your home. You put the car in park, resting your forehead against the steering wheel to cry, very loudly, once more.

A passerby and her child both stare at you like you were mentally unwell, causing you to forcibly smile through your tears and give them a thumbs up. As they clear out of view, you sigh and finally get out of the vehicle.

You kick off your shoes as you enter your apartment, throwing your coat over your armchair. You open your fridge in an instant, pulling out the bottle of wine Taggie had gifted you a week ago.

"Incase of any personal celebrations, y/n." She had told you. To be fair, she never said you couldn't just simply drink it to wallow in pity.

Two hours later and one wine bottle down, you're loudly doing karaoke to your favorite radio station. You've barely had anything to eat due to stress that day, and the alcohol was getting a real grip on you. You're laying on the couch, slurring your lyrics as the phone begins to ring incessantly.

"Go away...!" You moan, covering your ears with a throw pillow. It goes off once again, causing you to finally get up and answer.

"Hello who is this? What do you want?” You say, barely coherent enough for the person on the other end.

"Y/n? Where are you?" You hear Declan say, lots of commotion in the background. He was definitely at Bar Sinister, celebrating with everyone else.

"Home, obviously. You called my landline." You say in annoyance, leaning against the wall.

"I mean, why aren't you here? I wanted to see you and... and talk about things." He says quietly. You could imagine him at the pay phone in the corner of the bar, hiding his conversation from everyone else.

"I'm not coming there." You mumble into the phone, toying with the cord. "Your wife doesn't want me anywhere near you, didn't you know that?" You ask in confusion.

There's a moment of silence before Declan speaks again. "No, I didn't." He says. "That's... I had no idea, y/n. I'm so sorry for bringing you into this." He mutters with an incantation of disappointment behind his words. "I am my own person, I hope you know that. My wife isn't allowed to choose what I do if she lets herself do whatever."

"I know, but I don't want to be the reason you lose your job Declan, or your marriage." You whisper, trying to not cry once again. "I'm sorry, I'm really fucking drunk. I don't know if I can talk right now." You stammer, trying to hold down the bile coming up your throat.

"I understand y/n. But please, let's talk about this." Declan pleas.

"I have to go, I don't feel so good." You hastily hang up the phone, nearly falling over yourself as you make it to your bathroom. You lean over the toilet on your knees, throwing up into the porcelain bowl. You can hear the phone ringing again, but you have no power to answer it again. You lean your head against the seat, groaning. At least you felt a bit better after throwing up.

You eventually get up, retrieving some ibuprofen from your cabinet and popping two in your mouth, running the sink and dipping your mouth underneath it in order to swallow the pills. You knew your liver was spiteful of you right now, but you didn't care as long as you were going to feel better later.

You bring yourself to the kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it up with water. You take small, consistent sips in order to avoid puking again. You walk over to your couch and put the glass down on the side table, slumping into it as your music continues to blare throughout the living room.

-

You wake up to loud, repetitive knocks on your door, wiping your mouth clear from drool.

"Fuck I fell asleep." You whisper, looking at the clock. It had only been an hour.

You begrudgingly get up, turning down your radio before walking over to your front door. You undo the latch, opening it to reveal Declan.

He turns and faces you, hand on his hips like an annoyed father. You both stare at each other, Declan taking in how disgruntled you looked. Hair knotted, eyes surely puffy. You must've looked insane.

“Declan? How did you know where I live?” You ask, bewildered by his presence.

His face softens when he sees you. "Don’t worry about that.“ He says. “I got worried when you disappeared over the phone, so I came to see if you were okay." He explains.

“Okay… Well, I’m clearly doing great.” You say weakly, gesturing to yourself.

“Y/n, can I please come in?” Declan asks, frowning slightly.

You nod, stepping out of the way to allow him entrance.

Declan had never been in your apartment before, taking in the layout and decor mindfully. "Your apartment, it's very... you." He comments, looking at the black cat clock ticking back and forth on the wall with curiosity.

"Is that good or bad?" You mumble, closing the front door and locking it.

"Good, very good." He says, turning back to face you. "Seb told me you just got up and left before the interview was over. Did that have anything to do with me?" He says, cautiously stepping closer.

"I'm not gonna lie, I'm still drunk." You admit, holding up a finger. “But, Maud called me at my desk right before the interview. She found out because I left my stupid fucking bra behind by accident and now I have done irreparable damage.” You breathe out, laughing at yourself so you don't cry.

Declan says nothing, slowly taking you into an embrace. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” He whispers into your hair. “I made the choices, not you.”

“But it’s still my fault, too.” You barely say loud enough, a few stray tears leaving your eyes again. You do not reciprocate the hug, simply staying limp in his arms. You had worn yourself down.

“Please, don’t cry.” Declan sighs, pulling back to wipe your tears with his thumb. “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”

Your stomach loudly grumbles, causing you to laugh again. “Sorry.” You say meekly, holding your stomach.

"Have you had anything to eat since this morning?" He asks, furrowing his brows as he grabs your arms.

"No, I haven't been able to keep anything down." You mumble, your stomach grumbling again on cue.

"Jesus, y/n. Please go lay down and watch the telly, I'm gonna cook you something." He says, directing you to your couch.

"I don't really have any groceries. I need to buy some more." You explain as you lay back down, Declan opening your fridge to reveal some skimmed leftovers, two eggs and a block of cheese.

"Mm, I see." He closes the fridge. "I'm gonna go to the store quickly, then. Stay put and keep drinking your water." He says, heading back towards the front door.

"Declan, you don't have to-" You try to say.

"Ah, don't argue please." He turns to you to say. “I’ll be back.” He opens the door and disappears back outside, closing it behind him.

You close your eyes and sigh. With the dull ache in your head and your lack of energy, you had no power to fight with Declan. You were afraid of the consequences of his arrival, but he was just as stubborn as the rest of them. Nothing you could say or do would stop him from giving a damn about you.

About fifteen minutes later, Declan returns. “I hope you like having fruits and vegetables. Taggie’s taught me to be more concerned about my diet, trying to spread the good word.” He says, taking off his shoes after placing two plastic bags worth of groceries on the counter.

“If you can manage to fit all of that in my shitty little fridge, I’ll applaud you.” You say, opening one eye to look over at him. “Thank you Declan. For this.” You say, sitting back up.

“It’s nothing, really. I’m the reason you’re feeling like shit, it’s up to me to change that.” He smiles, although seeming quite tired himself.

“Are you sure you should be here? I’m just worried if anyone–“

“Don’t worry about it. Like I said, what I decide to do is on my own volition. I’m a grown man, y/n.” He says matter-of-fact, leaning over your kitchen counter.

“You should be celebrating with everyone. You shouldn’t be here.” You try to say sternly, crossing your arms.

Declan stands up straight, mimicking your body language. “I told everyone I needed to go home. Taggie and Maud already left before I did so I highly doubt they know, nor care.” He explains, opening a box of pasta. “I hope you don’t mind a simple spaghetti dish, I’m not as great of a cook as you or my daughter are.” He admits meekly.

“Do whatever, I’m not stopping you from anything clearly.” You sigh, laying down once more.

-

After you and Declan eat dinner together, he allows you to fall asleep with your head in his lap while watching the T.V.

When you wake up the next morning, you found yourself in your bed with your nightgown on somehow, realizing Declan must’ve, quite literally, tucked you into bed.

A piece of paper from your daily planner lies on your bedside table, picking it up as you slowly read it through heavy eyelids.

Y/n,

I hope you slept well, and had pleasant dreams of home. I’m sorry I couldn’t stay around, I would’ve if I could.

With that being said, I want to give you the choice of whether or not you wish to continue with us. I know that I told you no one can affect my choices, and I am firm with knowing what I want; but I do not wish to ignore your needs or wants. You are your own person as well. I care about you greatly, and have found myself more fond of you as time goes on. However, it is not worth being selfish at the cost of your suffrage.

I want what is best for you, and I hope you do too.

P.S., Leftover spaghetti for you in the fridge.

Sincerely,

Declan

You slowly put the paper back down, tucking your knees into your chest as you wrap your arms around your legs. It was Sunday, technically you had until tomorrow to give him an answer if you were to be kind about time.

What were you going to do? You couldn't deny it; you were beginning to fall in love with Declan O'Hara. Quite frankly, you think he might be feeling the same way. Would he leave his wife for you? That would be ridiculous. Everyone cheats on their partners here, but no one divorces. God forbid, right?

You get up finally after staring at the wall for ten minutes, begrudgingly walking into the living/kitchen space. All your dishes were washed and left out to dry, thanks to Declan.

You smile to yourself, grabbing ahold of the phone off the receiver with an idea. You dial Seb's number, waiting a few moments before he picks up.

"Hello, Seb speaking." He says groggily, clearly had been woken up by your call.

"Seb, hi. Sorry for calling at eleven in the morning." You jest, poking fun at his tired voice considering it wasn't even that early.

"Y/n, nice to hear from you. Is everything alright? You don't sound too well." He asks, yawning.

"Erm, no. I don't feel well, I think I've gotten the flu or something." You say, your hangover making you sound like you weren't lying. "Would you mind taking on my tasks at work for the next few days? Tell Tony for me, he honestly scares me too much for me to call him myself." You admit sheepishly, rubbing your forehead. In full honesty, you wanted to avoid the office like the plague. You were at the tipping point of whether or not you go back to America and pretend none of this ever happened.

"Course, I'm sorry to hear about that. Can I do anything for you? Bring you meds or tea of the sort?" Seb offers.

"No, thanks though. I'm just gonna rot with what I've got kicking around here. My mom's a health nut, she sent me here with all kinds of crap." You say, leaning against the wall.

"Alright then. You got it, madam. Take care of yourself yeah?" He says.

"Will do. See you Seb."

"Bye y/n."

You mount the phone back on the receiver, keeping your gaze on it as you continue to lean against the wall. You debated calling Declan as well to thank him for everything last night, but you fought against it. You'd rather sit and hide until you sorted out your mind before speaking to him again. It was only fair, really.

You walk over to your fridge, retrieving the container of spaghetti. You grab a fork as well, making your way to the couch. You turn on the television and begin to eat the leftovers. You didn't care enough to warm it up, you felt like punishing yourself by eating it cold.

-

As the the week passes, you find yourself indulging in your old hobbies, such as reading and painting. You bought a cheap art set from an art supply store on the shopping strip a few blocks away from your home, and used books from the secondhand shop. Taggie had come to hang out with you twice, chalking up your absence from work due to being homesick. Although your free time was peaceful, you knew better than to waste away instead of going to work.

On the day of Miss Corinium, you had clocked back into work. Seb convinced you to do so, and caught you up with what you missed in the meantime.

"So the Thatcher interview went to James Vereker instead?" You ask in bemusement, walking down the hall alongside your colleague.

"Yep, and Declan did not take it kindly. He took the week off as well, actually. Neither of you have been in until now. People suspect he had more things going on and that was just the final nail in the coffin." Seb says, both of you returning to your desk space.

"Really?" You ask, trying to hide your worries behind gossiping with Seb. It was quite entertaining, really. You wouldn't have expected him to be the nosiest out of everyone else, but you kept getting surprises every other day.

"Yep, drinking like a fucking maniac too." He adds sympathetically. You frown at that statement, becoming increasingly worried for Declan as minutes pass.

"Come on everybody, down to the stage please." Tony exclaims, everyone getting up from their stations.

You make your way down alongside Seb, noticing Daysee hastily walking ahead the two of you.

“Daysee!" You exclaim, the blonde turning around with wide eyes. "I've missed you!" You go to hug her, in which she backs away like a scared cat.

"Sorry, not right now." She quickly whispers, continuing to walk away. She seemed as though she'd been crying.

"What the fuck is happening?" You ask Seb, who shrugs in equal confusion.

As you all make it to the sound stage, you see Declan nearly tripping over his own feet. His eyes land on you, causing your breath to hitch in your throat.

“Y/n, long time no see.” He slurs, leaning up against the wall to smile at you.

“Get a fucking grip, O’Hara. What the fuck are you doing?” You seethe, disappointed by his actions.

“What’d mean? The fuck are you doing? Haven’t said a word to me all week.” He mutters, trying to reach for the glass behind you.

You grab his arm tightly, causing his eyes to go wide. “This is not the time nor fucking place for this. I have every right to keep to myself. I’m doing my job and you’re doing yours, right?” You whisper harshly, pushing his arm back to him. You step back and watch as Seb attempts to entice Declan with a mug of water, to which he takes begrudgingly as he keeps his eyes on you.

"Daysee, nice dress." He compliments the blonde as she walks by, who gives him a look of distraught as she begins to cry.

You and Seb instantly look at each other in understanding. He forcefully gives Declan back his blazer before following her.

Declan looks at you with confusion. “What’d I do?” He asks.

“I don’t know, but maybe you can do us all a favour and shut the fuck up.” You retort, following Seb.

-

You were fuming in that control room.

You sat directly beside Daysee, who gripped your hand the whole time. She barely looked at anyone as she called cues, causing you to trace your thumb over her hand as you tried not to frown yourself. She did not wish to speak on it further or make a bigger deal of it, to which you and Seb both respected as the show had to go on.

James Vereker and Sarah Stratton go on to introduce all the judges, your stomach growing a pit as James says Declan's name, the camera cutting to a very intoxciated O'Hara. "Back in the saddle after his indisposition earlier this week." He quips, the camera then moving onto the last and very, very least man on the panel.

"Ex-prebendary from the Church of England, Reverend Fergus Penney." Sarah says, everyone clapping along at the line up.

Daysee's grip on your hand tightens as Reverend Penny appears on screen, causing you to press your forehead to her shoulder briefly as the show continues on.

You watch as the television screens show Declan seeming rather displeased with who he was sat beside. You begin to realize he may know what has gone on, repositioning yourself in your seat as you continue to watch onwards.

Seb attempts to put a hand on Daysee's shoulder, to which she jumps slightly.

"Don't." You whisper, shaking your head at him as he steps back. You wince as you watch Declan barely manage to fill a glass of water.

"Reverend Penney, are you looking for perfection tonight?" James asks after they showcase a lineup of young, fit women.

"Oh... well, perfection is not my concern. The qualities that I'm looking for in the inaugural Miss Corinium, uh, consists of, uh, a healthy body and sound morals." The old man says, causing you to purse your lips. Hypocrite. You think to yourself.

As if Declan has read your mind, he begins to interject. "You filthy, hypocritical, old git." He spits out, standing up to sucker punch Reverend Penney.

The entire control room gasps at the sight, along with the audience.

"What the fuck is he doing? Cut the feed." Cameron Cook exclaims, everyone rushing to end the livestream.

You race over the the viewing glass, watching Wesley Emerson hold back Declan from fighting furthermore.

"You'll get what's coming to you!" Declan yells, pointing at Reverend Penny.

"He's ruined everything." Daysee says.

You turn around, watching everyone stare in dismay. After a minute of standing in silence by yourself, you quickly make your way through the room, pushing the doors open to find Declan.

As you run doing the hall, you hear commotion in the office.

You watch as Declan pins Tony against the wall, then eventually proceeds to take a golf club and throw it through the glass. You gasp, covering your mouth.

Declan sees you, his face dropping as you both stand there, staring at each other.

Without hesitation, you gather your belongings and begin to head back down the hallway, this time going towards the exit.

"Y/n, wait!” Declan yells, following you down the stairs. "Y/n, stop! I need to talk to you!"

You push through the rotating entrance door, taken aback by Freddie and Rupert waiting with a car right in front.

"Y/n, are you okay? Do you need a lift?" Rupert asks, noticing your bewilderment as Declan charges outside behind you.

"No, I have my own car. Thanks though." You say, attempting to walk away.

"I just quit my job." Declan says suddenly, directed towards everyone. You look back at him with wide eyes.

"Get in the car, lads. Let's get rat-arsed." Freddie suggests, Rupert opening the door for Declan.

"Y/n, please let me talk to you." Declan pleas once more, standing in front of you with his back towards the other two.

"Declan," You sigh, looking up at him. "About what?" You ask, throw your arms up then dropping them. You watch him fail to answer, as you two were not alone. "Give it up. Go get rat-arsed, or whatever." You say, squinting in confusion as you say the sentence yourself.

Declan grabs your arm, looking into your eyes. "Please, y/n."

"You’re drunk, Declan." You say firmly, pulling your arm away. “Grow up.” You mutter bitterly.

You watch as Rupert forces him into the car, the door slamming as Declan continues to stare at you through the window. You shake your head in disappointment.

"Y/n..." Rupert says, causing you to look at him instead. "I see how he looks at you." He whispers, smiling with sympathy. "If you really care about him, it's worth fighting for. Believe me." He says, causing your eyes to widen. Did he know too?

"And why should I listen to you?" You say quietly, raising a brow at him.

"Because, I can tell when something is worthwhile than most. Also, between you and me, he seems happier with you around." He adds. "Just trust me." He says, placing a hand on your shoulder before dropping it. "Think about it, yeah?" He finishes, getting into the car before Freddie drives it away.

You stand still for a few seconds, watching the car disappear as you process the day that had fallen upon you. It was rather ludicrous how your first day back after sick leave left you in shambles, but could you expect anything less? Your internship was making you question whether or not journalism was even the career choice for you. It was becoming redundant.

You sigh, making your way to your car.

-

You were sitting in your armchair, attempting to focus on your Murakami novel. Your mind was going a thousand miles an hour, trying to process every single thing that has happened within the past month. It had been two weeks since you last saw Declan, and you were sure you'd never see him again as he did not attempt to reach out to you in any way since his departure at The Corinium.

Tony Baddingham had made you all begin to sign contracts, having to hand them in by Friday as a form of devotion and to not hand yourself off to Declan O'Hara and his band of misfits. Apparently, he was attempting to start up a company to take down Corinium.

As your mind consumes you, you quickly head over to your phone, dialing Seb as per usual.

"Seb speaking." He says.

"Seb, this is fucked up. What is happening?" You ask, biting your nails in a nervous tick.

"I don't know." He sighs. "I can't lose my job, y/n. I have to stay at The Corinium."

"Well, me neither. I'm with you on that." You say. "Do you think Tony's going to start firing us? I can't go back home, this job is all I've got." You explain, your hand white knuckling the cord of your phone.

"No, I don't think so. He’s got us signing papers for god’s sake. What's the worse that can happen? We haven't done anything to make Lord Baddingham think we're with Declan, have we?"

You go quiet for a moment before clearing your throat. "Right, course not. That would be ridiculous." You say, grabbing the back of your neck.

"I'll see you on Monday. It's alright, y/n. We've got each other." He reassures.

"Right, course. Bye Seb." You say, hanging up the phone.

As soon as you hang up the phone, your receiver starts to ring. You pick it up once again in confusion.

"Hello, who is this?" You ask.

"Y/n, it's Taggie." She says quietly.

"Taggie, love, hi. Did you want to come over?"

"...Can I? I feel like my house is falling apart. I could use your company."

"Well of course. Is everything alright?" You querie.

"No, not even in the slightest. I'll tell you once I get there."

"Yeah, no problem. See you soon."

"See you."

You hang up the phone again, groaning loudly. "I swear to god if it is possible to have a heart attack at twenty two it will happen to me of all people." You say to yourself, putting your head in your hands as you rub your face.

About twenty minutes later, Taggie enters your apartment. You gave her a spare key the last time you came over, figuring it would be nice to allow her to come over and keep you company whenever.

"Y/n, I feel like I'm going fucking crazy." She exclaims, taking off her sneakers.

"Do you need a glass of wine or...?" You suggest, already pouring two.

"Well, if you insist." She tries to jest, leaning against the counter as she presses her hands to her temples.

"What's going on?" You ask, sipping your own glass.

Taggie sighs heavily before speaking. "My mum's gone to London, and I don't think she plans on coming back." She says quietly, staring at the counter. "I would be more upset, but I think my parents giving up on each other was a long time coming." She admits, taking a deep sip of her glass.

"What?" You say, nearly choking on your own wine. "Your mom's leaving Declan?" You ask in dismay.

Declan’s washed up attitude was now finally making sense, and you began to feel guilty for not trying to reach out to him. You figured you were doing what was best, but maybe you were too narrow-minded to really know the answer to that one. You couldn’t help but feel a bit excited over the news.

"Yeah... At least I think she is. She left to rejoin the theatre, which means she definitely will cheat on my dad again so I think he gave up on her.” She says quietly.

“I’m sorry Tags.” You whisper, frowning. You hated to see her upset, any person in their right mind could never wish that upon Taggie.

“Not only that,” She continues on. “Rupert and Freddie have created a television company with my father in hopes it'll take out Corinium. Rupert's idea, in order to help my father pay back his debts.” She says, wincing as she finishes off her glass in another large gulp.

"Yeah, I heard about that. Christ um, that's a lot Taggie.” You pause for a moment. “Rupert really cares about you, doesn’t he?”

Taggie shakes her head slowly. “I don’t think he’s doing all this for me, y/n. That’d be absurd.” She tries to argue.

“Right, because he must be so in love with your dad.” You muse, raising your brows.

"That’s not the point!” She groans. “I want you to join us, y/n." She says, offering you a smile. "Well, I want them to hire you so you can leave the Corinium and still keep your work visa. Does that feel sound to you?" She asks, standing up straight.

You put your glass down, engulfing Taggie in a hug. "God, I could kiss you right now." You say, sighing with relief. "Do you really think this'll work? I'm just worried, cause they've got us signing contracts at Corinium." You ask, sitting back down on your stool.

"Mmm, I’ve heard about that myself." She says. "I accidentally came across Charles Fairburn when I was trying to get signatures. He's already willing to be on our team as a mole." She grins. "I'm not forcing you to do the same, but how do you feel about working for Venturer, y/n?" She asks, placing her hand down on the counter.

"Venturer? That's what they've called it?" You hum, picking up your glass and taking another sip of your wine.

You couldn’t figure out whether or not this was a good choice to make. Realistically, this could potentially send you straight back to America. On the other hand, the reason why you took on journalism was to do something you truly loved, which was speaking for the people. You knew if Venturer made it out alive, you’d have a bigger voice on the team.

Plus, maybe it was worth seeing Declan again. Deep down, you still cared greatly for him. It was your own fault that you had confrontation issues and blew up the situation bigger than it had to be.

“Yeah, okay. I’ll do it." You say, causing Taggie to grin from ear to ear.

"Yes! I knew you'd say yes." She cheers, jumping slightly on the spot. “We’re hosting dinner at our house tomorrow night for the team. Care to join us?” She asks, her blue eyes lighting up with joy.

“Yeah, absolutely. How can I say no to a Taggie special?” You grin, the both of you laughing together. You were so grateful for Taggie, it seemed like whenever the two of you spent time together, something always turned around for the better.

-

You find yourself standing front of The Priory the next day. It had been quite awhile since the last time you were there, you couldn’t help but take in the view.

Suddenly, Gertrude comes barrelling around the corner at you. You kneel down, greeting the dog eagerly. “Oh hi baby! I missed you!” You coo, hugging the dog and scratching behind her ears. You hear footsteps, looking up and meeting Taggie’s eyes.

“I’m glad you made it.” She says with a smile on her face. “Everyone’s in the back by the garden. Follow me.” She gestures for you to do so, causing you and Gertrude to both make way to the garden.

As you turn the corner, you’re instantly greeted with Declan’s eyes. Rupert was in the middle of speaking to him when he follows his gaze, smirking when he notices you as well. There were others also sat around the table, a few you recognize and some you don’t.

You give Declan a warm smile, watching him reciprocate it as you sit down across from him, following your nametag.

“Y/n, lovely seeing you.” Freddie says, giving you a classic grin as you chuckle lightly.

“Likewise. It’s been a long few weeks, hasn’t it?” You comment, thanking Rupert when he gets up and pours you a glass of wine. You feel your cheeks warm up as you notice Declan’s eyes never leave you, although you were trying your best to look elsewhere.

“Tell me about it. You’re still at Corinium?” Rupert asks, sitting back down.

“Unfortunately. But erm, if you guys will have me I’ll gladly leave. It just depends on how it’ll go with my work visa and all that. Might have to reapply.” You say, shrugging as you sip your wine.

“We’d be more than happy to do so, y/n. Right Declan?” Rupert quizzes, nudging his frozen friend.

Declan blinks rapidly, clearing his throat. “Right, course. We’d love to have you.” He says quietly, looking down at the table briefly before looking at you again.

“Dinner is served!” Taggie announces, carrying out plates with Caitlin and Patrick, both who have returned home from school.

“Hi y/n.” Caitlin says, giving your shoulders a squeeze after she serves your a plate. You smile at her widely.

“So, how has it been without Maud in the house?” Rupert asks, causing half the table to light up in commotion and the other half to stay quiet.

“Rupert.” Lizzie says firmly, smacking his arm.

“What? Sorry I just wanted to know is all, christ you people are no fun.” He remarks, taking a bite of his food.

“It’s been quiet.” Taggie says suddenly, causing you all to fall quiet. “It feels more peaceful, in a way.” She admits, placing down the last plate of food. “Everyone, please enjoy.” She says, finally sitting down beside you.

You look across the table at Declan, who’s looking down at his feet. You taste the first few bites in silence, keeping your gaze on your plate as you listen to other conversations around you. You decide that maybe it was now or never to have a chance to speak with Declan. You just needed to step out briefly.

“I forgot something in my car, I’ll be back.” You say, getting up from your seat. Declan watches you exit dinner, disappearing around the corner.

“I’ll go get us another bottle of wine.” He says, getting up and re-entering the house.

You figured he wasn’t going to bother speaking to you, your heart sinking as you still walk over to your car incase anyone was watching. You lean up against the beater, biting at your nails.

Nearly jumping to your feet, you hear the front door open, revealing Declan. You realize he must’ve gone through the house to avoid suspicion.

He slowly approaches you, hand in his pockets as he halts about five feet away from you.

You turn to face him properly, clearing a few strands of hair from your face as you cross your arms.

“Hi.” He says timidly.

You’ve never seen Declan so reserved before, it was almost humorous.

“Hi.” You say back. “Nice shirt.” You comment, pointing to the Venturer graphic across his firm chest.

“Thanks. Taggie ordered ‘em. You can have one too if you’d like, they’re inside.” He says, giving you a smile. “Um, how’ve you been?” He asks.

“Been better. Trying to keep myself level, it’s not very easy apparently.” You try to joke, pursing your lips. “I’m sorry about the whole Maud thing. I mean it.” You say, shifting your weight from off the car. “You’ve always deserved better.” You mumble.

He nods slowly, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah well, I insisted she go and be happy. It wasn’t cutting it for her here, she was happier in London and I’m happier here. Nothing stays linear.” He admits, shrugging. “I’m beyond it. I mourned our relationship ages ago.” He adds.

“Do you… miss her, at all?” You ask quietly.

“I miss the person I fell in love with. I think that woman and the one she is now are two completely different people.” He says, smiling sadly.

You nod slowly in understanding. “Do you still love her, then?”

Declan bites the inside of his cheek, pausing in deep thought. “I care about her, but I don’t think she is who I really love anymore.”

You furrow your brows at his response. “I don’t think I understand what you’re saying.”

Declan takes a few steps closer to you. “Y/n, I missed you, a lot.” He admits. “The last time I saw you, I figured that you never wanted to see me again. I wanna know if that’s true or not.”

You drop your arms, staring at Declan as your heartbeat increases rapidly. “Of course I wanted to see you. I just– God, you didn’t call me for two weeks Declan. You didn’t even try to see if that was really how I felt.” You try to argue.

Declan scoffs. “I could say the same, y/n. I didn’t call you because I thought you were crossed with me! The way you spoke to me on my last day at Corinium? How can you expect me to reach out when you gave me the impression that whatever this was-“ He gestures between you two. “-was over with.” He exclaims.

“I don’t know! I figured with the note you left for me that I was worth a call, or even a visit! You drive me fucking crazy because I fell for you, Declan!” You exasperate, Declan’s eyes widen at your statement. “Even if you thought I wanted nothing else to do with you, you could’ve at least tried to–!”

“You have feelings for me?” He whispers.

You pause for a moment, scoffing. “Seriously? That’s all you got from that?”

He steps in close and grabs your face, kissing you desperately.

You don’t react at first, taking in the moment as you begin to kiss him back.

-

After about 20 minutes, the two of you are entangled in the backseat of your car. It took you by surprise that it was even possible to have sex in such a small car, but with the right person– anything is possible.

“I missed this.” You say, humming with your eyes closed. You were sitting on his lap with your head tucked into the side of his neck, your bare torsos pressed against each other.

“Me too.” Declan whispers. “So you like me, eh?” He says, tucking hair behind your ear with a grin. The windows were foggy and your skin was sticky, it felt like a scene from a movie.

You pull your head back and roll your eyes. “I wish I would’ve said it in a better way but… yeah, I think so.” You admit, looking down.

He grabs your chin and lifts it up, forcing you to make eye contact again. “When I said Maud isn’t who I really love anymore, I was referring to you.”

“Ohhh… That makes more sense now.” You say, laughing quietly as Declan shakes his head.

“I thought you were taught literacy in school, y/n.”

“Oh shut the fuck up, Declan.” You say with a smile. “I could stay like this forever.” You whisper.“But we need to get back to dinner before anyone sees us.” You say, earning another kiss from him. You laugh against his lips, his mustache tickling your nose as his embrace around you tightens. “I’m serious, you idiot.” You muse, smacking his arm.

“We’ll talk more about this later.” He says, winking as he places a firm smack on your arse.

“Hey!” You exclaim, rolling your eyes as the two of you begin to redress yourselves before getting out of the car.

Declan goes back through the house, showing up about two minutes after you.

“Where’s the wine?” Rupert asks Declan, raising a brow as his eyes scan over the both of you.

“Ah, couldn’t find the one I was looking for.” He simply says, making brief eye contact with you as you both sit back down.

You couldn’t help but continuously smile through the evening, even kicking your feet a little underneath the table whenever Declan spoke.

You knew it was going to be difficult to tell anyone, but at least you knew Rupert was on your side, even if that wasn’t the most ideal person. Besides, you had a feeling something was going on between him and Taggie; they basically had sex with their eyes whenever they were in a room together. There was little to hide, and it assured you that Taggie wouldn’t be that distraught with the idea of you and her father. Hopefully.

As the evening led on, guests start to leave The Priory, leaving you and the O’Hara’s to get ready for slumber.

You had just finished up saying goodnight to Taggie and Caitlin when you entered the guest bedroom, smiling when you see Declan laying upon the mattress. He was reading your book, glasses on that made him look like a history professor.

“What’re you doing here?” You quiz, walking over to the bed.

“Mm, my bed felt too lumpy.” He mumbles, placing the book on his chest.

“Is that so, princess and the pea?” You say sarcastically, climbing in beside him. You grab the book and place it on the bedside table, allowing yourself to cuddle up beside him with your head on his chest.

Declan wraps his arm around you, keeping his other hand behind his head as he traced his fingers along your bare arm. “Nice book you’ve got there. Maybe you’d be interested in proofreading my Yeates piece.” He suggests, in which you hum in response.

“I’d be honored.” You smile, looking up at him. “Are you gonna tell anyone about us?” You ask quietly. You were afraid of any answer he was going to give, in full honesty. Having to deal with a public relationship between the two of you may do more harm than good.

“I think I’d have to ask you to be my girlfriend first, y/n.” Declan jests, placing his glasses on top his head.

Your cheeks flush, causing you to hide your face in his chest. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed.” You mumble, causing Declan’s chest to vibrate with laughter.

“No, don’t be sorry love.” He squeezes your arm, causing you to look up again. “Y/n,” He clears his throat before continuing. “Will you be my girlfriend?” He asks.

Your stomach flutters as a big smile stretches across your face. “Controversially young girlfriend you say? Yeah… I think I could do that.” You say, sitting up and bringing your legs over to be on both sides of his hips.

“Is that what people call it now?” He muses, looking up at you. “Hm, has a ring to it.” He mumbles, pulling your face into his as he begins to kiss you for what felt like the thousandth time that night.

-

You both had eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms at some point, finding yourself groggily waking up to the sound of commotion downstairs in the kitchen.

Declan is nowhere to be seen, assuming that he had already gotten up for the day.

You sit up and stretch, smiling lazily to yourself. You put on your own Venturer shirt, staying in a pair of pyjama bottoms you had borrowed from Taggie as you make your way down the stairs.

You are greeted with the sight of the Venturer Team once again, everyone discussing something rather solemnly.

“Good morning!” You say, your smile faltering when everyone looks at you with differentiating facial expressions– all mainly of concern.

Taggie walks through the crowd with a frown as she hands over a newspaper, pointing to the cover.

There were photos of you and Declan printed out on the front page, along with Taggie and Rupert. The headlines were accusing of them preying on younger women, most definitely the doings of Tony Baddingham.

You read the article over and over, your eyes widening with every sentence. You shamefully lower it from your gaze, looking at everyone else.

Well, fuck.

-

SHIT…. Fawk… again i know im literally the one writing this but im like 😐🙁😭 why can no one catch a fucking break. brutal

thank you for the support, this series now has over 100 notes just the first part alone YAYY. thank you for your love and devotion. this new part is my gift to you.

i’m hoping to make the next part the last part but i’m quite sure i said the same thing two parts ago so whatever don’t hold me accountable. CHEERS!

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isabel

[yandereunsolved]

Yandere Oberyn Martell w/ Septa reader — ❂ the sun shines above the heavens. ❂

Yandere Oberyn felt as if those from above were playing some cruel trick. He has never had inclinations to give up the more risqué lifestyle. Each jeering comment sent his way was merely an arrow made of feather. Now it feels as if his reputation is his downfall instead of a source of pride.

He is the debauchery you must protect yourself against. An evil entity seeking out purity, wishing to corrupt it. A flame that so eagerly wishes to draw an ethereal moth.

He wishes to give up all of that just to feel your cool skin against his under the heat of a passionate night.

Yandere Oberyn battles himself every night. He questions how far he will go for someone so unattainable. He has to give up everything for you. He is willing, but is it possible? He feels far too damaged to be the husband of someone such as yourself.

It's laughable. The invincible, suave Oberyn Martell falls face first the moment he sees the soul that intertwines with his own.

Yandere Oberyn seeks the aid of his wise brother. To say Doran was shocked would be an understatement. Doran was well convinced that you were simply another fiery fling that he wanted to ignite. Perhaps that was a bit foolish on Doran's part. Oberyn never plays when it comes to those he truly loves. Oberyn truly loves you.

"I have fallen in love, brother, with a being closer to the gods than I may ever come. I am competing against the divine, and I don't know how well I am doing."

The yearning in his serpentine eyes is akin to a dying man's need for water in the harsh deserts.

"I have seen you love. This is more than that. This is some reckless devotion I ask you to not consume yourself in. It's dangerous. Everyone throughout Westeros loves this Septa. If you make a move towards them, you may end up with a sword in your back. Dorne could be put in danger."

As always, Doran chose the people over his brother's whims.

"I will slaughter all those who come between me and my affection. Not a foot will be laid on Dorne's territory out of anger towards me. Do not test me, dear brother. Even a well-trained animal may turn on those it considers kin if pushed too far."

Doran had no need to further argue his point. Oberyn would follow his heart and his cock before listening to reason. However, his dear brother has always been able to keep his word.

"You have my support. I will invite this dear Septa of yours to Sunspear as an act of good faith."

Hopefully, Oberyn is able to keep his passions to himself while in public.

Yandere Oberyn consistently—constantly extends his hand to you as a show of his new-found faith. You aren't as gullible as he would like. You have interacted with many men like him before. Except he is far superior to any of the other blubbering fools who have dared try to capture your affections.

He shows you not just his combat prowess but his willingness to learn from you. Hours he sits listening to you preach, imagining you in a far different situation, with far less on.

He rids himself of his other torrid affairs and chooses to focus on you. You see him changing, and a part of that is real. The other part is simply him playing pretend so he is able to stay in your good graces.

He isn't quite sure where the real beings and the fake ends.

Yandere Oberyn naturally eliminates those pesky rivals of his. They dare think they have a chance with you? Oh, it's adorably infuriating.

They disappear left and right. You assume it is some of the fanatics that are overly dedicated to you, going as far as to idolize you instead of the Seven. It disturbs you. However, you are kept safe far more than in danger.

It only ignites that jealously in Oberyn more. He doesn't want to be caught, but he also wants you to know it's him. It's the vouyer in him.

He leaves you little gifts on the bodies of those he kills for you. When he sees you with one of them, he is ecstatic. Only to learn that you rid yourself of them to not be tainted by any negative energy.

Oh, there will be no worry about that in the future. You will be tainted by many things more than just his energy.

Yandere Oberyn uses his natural charisma to flirt with you quite often. He does so in a subtle manner, but being subtle when it comes to his love is quite a difficult thing to do. It's just little things, like those gifts he leaves at the bodies.

He also likes asking you questions where the answer always ties back to your relationship.

"How does one win the heart of someone much purer and kinder than me?"

"Does thy interests align with mine?"

"Will it rain soon, or will the desert stay dry? I may not be a scholar of those things, but I do have quite the experience in making things wet."

Yandere Oberyn waits to strike like a serpent. His patience wanes each day, but he simply sees it as a test. The nights he will spend with you, coveting you, will be his greatest achievement.

He is almost able to see it.

Your body devoid of that holy garb. Your eyes full of lust for only him. Your presence so inviting to him. Your mind obedient to anything he commands.

Then in the morning you will be that lovely, pure Septa again.

No one will be the wiser.

[percyweasleyapologist]

Here's some reasons to write/love Percy x Penelope x Oliver

@guess1mjustheren0w, this is for you :)

OKAY, so basically we know that Oliver and Percy are both extremely passionate about their (subjects? hobbies? y'know what i'm talking about). They both want to be the top, BUT, they aren't competing. We also don't ever hear any mention of anyone else in their grade level.

Percy is especially stuck up and Oliver is kind of all over the place (not when it comes to quidditch, but just life in general). From this, we can assume that they probably argued quite a bit, or at least until they got used to each other. This means that their passion clashes in a contained environment, causing tension.

This is kind of the base of Percy x Oliver, kind of an Enemies to Lovers vibe, but also a forced proximity.

THEN for Percy and Penny, Percy isn't quite introverted, but not quite extroverted, while I headcanon that Penny is more on the extroverted side. Penelope brings out the "rebellious" or more laidback side of Percy, while he bring out the more thoughtful or peaceful side of her.

I'm not really sure how to explain it but kind of imagine a scene where they're in a dorm, no one else around, there's a fire going, it's super cozy, they're laying down and Percy is talking about something he's super passionate about. Penny is just looking up at him with that gaze, the one where it's just full of love, and she's just smiling and they're happy.

Percelope (Percy x Penelope) is more of a sweet, dancing in the rain, running through fields sort of ship. They match each others intellectual abilities and are just so cute.

FINALLY, Penny and Oliver. I don't know the ship name but I definitely see potential. Most of it does revolve around Percy, but i think that makes a ship with all three of them work even better.

So Penny and Oliver are both really important people in Percy's life. They both love him very much and with the other one still in the picture, I think they'd first kind of hate each other. Not really hate actually, more like a strong rivalry.

They both want Percy, and are both going to get what they want. They probably argue a lot, they glare at each other, they make snarky remarks and comments, but at the end of the day, that's what fuels their relationship.

Penny and Oliver have a Rivals to Lovers vibe. They like to rib each other about things, but their rivalry converts into fiery passion (that sounds weird but idk what else to call it) over time.

I feel like they have the kind of love that it's like two teammates in a sport, they both play the same position and are equally as good. It's like that moment right before the game when they look at each other and just smirk and say "i'll score more point a than you", but in the end, they both win because they're on the same team.

They both love the sport (percy), but they love each other equally as much.

All of them fit together because they all balance each other out. Percy's want, combined with Oliver's need, and Penelope's desire, it all balances out. They're like different version of the same person, but they're different enough, so that they still understand each other, but aren't the same person with the same personalities.

So yeah, that's it! If you write something, let me know what it's called! :)

I'll also try to find the post that made me think of it bc i think it does a great job of describing it pretty well!

[cheesus-doodles]

For BFF Rindou, I can imagine Kakucho trying to just maintain a professional relationship where he just guards reader as needed, but reader dragging him to cafes and parks just to hang out and talk. Reader just thinks he’s a new friend to hang out with. Rindou is having an aneurysm over this along with Izana. Ran thinks it’s funny.

Anonymous asked: Does BFF Rindou ever cuddle with reader? Did reader make Kakucho cuddle bc they missed cuddling with Rindou?

i have written cuddling with BFF Rindo before! but maybe let me see if I can put a different spin on this - both asks are along the same line, so just going to answer both of them together!

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Yan BFF Rindo HCs ; In Juvie HCs ; Out of Juvie HCs ; Link to previous BFF Rindo cuddling ask

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BFF Rindou absolutely does cuddle with you as much as he can afford to (without being caught, at least), but the real question would be whether the amount of cuddles you get is enough to sate your need for an ever growing amount of cuddles. As your bestfriend, this boy 100% knows what you are like and what you need, so Rindo definitely knows that if you don't get your required amount of cuddles, there's no telling what or worse, who, you would go wandering to to fill that quota, much like a hungry dog (or puppy really) would eat anything off the floor. Yes sure, he does like cuddling deep down, but no one can and will ever make him admit that, you included.

Puts his reputation on the line just to make sure he gets you your cuddles, but fails to mention that up to a certain point, the cuddles were more for him than were for you. Even once your BFF has had his fill, just for you, Rindo would still continue to issue you your quota of cuddles. Of course there would be people who think that they can overstep their worth, thinking the younger of the Haitani brothers "weak", though its not for long since they will get the shit beaten out of them the moment you aren't looking.

Yet for reasons beyond Rindo, after all that he has done for you, it still wasn't enough. Maybe it was that he was too late in stopping you from finding a reluctant friend in Kakucho, after the Haitani had been forced to trust the other with your protection while he was rotting in juvenile. Maybe it was that he wasn't strong enough to stand up to Izana and stop his influence on you, but whatever it is, at the end of the day, there was nothing Rindo could do to stop you from skipping off to find Kakucho when he isn't free, or to deter you from listening to Izana.

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And you were always looking for Kakucho to hang out with. The moment Rindo isn't free to hang out with you, off you go to get your new friend, inviting him to join you at a cafe or just to relax at the park while you waited for Rindo. Kakucho knew he was walking a thin line. You were taken. If not by your so-called "BFF" Rindo which he didn't believe for a second was just a friend (no doubt the blue-haired boy would be both pleased and flustered to find out about this), then by Izana, who very clearly had an interest in you and wasn't shy about it. But this boy simply can't bring himself to turn you down. You were so sweet and clueless about everything, naive to a fault, and that made his heart pound. He couldn't keep a straight face around you no matter how hard he tried - his face flushes on its own he swears - but Kakucho was trying to make up for it by being as professional as he could.

The agreement was for him to guard you in place of Rindo after all, and that did include following you everywhere you went where Rindo wasn't. He'll hold your hand so that you don't wander off (actual danger), and he'll have a slice of the cake you're having just to make sure some rival didn't poison it (not actual danger). If anyone asked, Kakucho just...happened to be very happy to listen to you ramble about anything under the sun, or to share a piece of tart with you at your favourite cafe. Keeps an arm's length distance from you though, because professional, and the one thing he always turns down is you asking for cuddles. Reminds you about stranger danger and that you shouldn't go around cuddling just anyone, but if you insist, he might be convinced to let you lean on his shoulder if you needed a rest (secret side-cuddle, activated!).

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Of all the times and ways to be caught, this comfy position was what none other than Rindo and Izana walked in on, followed closely by Ran, who immediately had to dodge back out of the cafe to laugh at the look on his younger brother's face. Pissed, vein bursting/burst, looking like he didn't know whether to shout or cry.

Firstly, how dare you. Next, how dare you. And finally, how dare Kakucho?? No words came out though, Rindo was simply too pissed to speak, stomps over to you. Kakucho is spluttering, trying to explain himself but no words were coming out, his face entirely red and steaming. Because what was Rindo thinking? What was Izana thinking? Kakucho wasn't trying to steal their girl, cross his heart. He was just trying to be a gentleman!

Rindo just brings his hand down on your head and karate chops you lightly, which is enough to wake you from your nap. "Time for cuddles?" was your hopeful chirp right after you awake to a furious Rindo, seemingly not getting that he was angry at you.

Izana was faster though, sliding into the booth on your other side and patting his lap invitingly, to which Kakucho helpfully lifted you into. All the while the black-haired boy is silently asking Rindo for forgiveness. Because god knows he fears Izana's wrath a lot more than Rindo's - though if Kakucho dared to look up, he would have found the Tenjiku leader more amused than angry.

"Cuddles anytime," Izana assures you, and Ran has to come back in and retrieve his younger brother before he explodes right there and then and gets his ass kicked again.

Poor Rindo only let to stew and resolve to sticking on to you even more.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Imagine the WoF/X-Men 🧪Hivemind AU starring dragonet Reader, Dad!Dragon!Logan, and a mix of the X-Men/Brotherhood teens trying to flee the hordes of zombies/drones...

Dad!Dragon!Logan would not be catching any breaks, and while yes, technically the Hivemind dragons don't want to hurt them (assimilation isn't peachy, though), he can't help but want to stab them over and over again. Some crazed, brainwashed lizards want to kidnap, possibly hurt, his kid? Turn any of his kids into that?! Oh blazing f*cking moons NO. Takes them to hide out in the places that are more obscure in Pantala/Pyrrhia, like the Pantalan mountains or sinkhole, and the Pyrrhian NightWing island and chilly area between the Sand and Ice Kingdoms. He is not taking chances, and he can't risk the zombies catching him, either. That means the kid/s would be on their own... And while yes, they are capable, would they really be able to last that long on their own, with no adult protection, no city or home to return to, and slimmer chances of a food source...?

If he and the dragonets were to slowly be picked off, I imagine he would be one of the first, if not the first, to be captured, likely defending one of the kids and getting knocked out while his head was turned. The Reader and the other dragonets don't want to leave him, but they aren't left with many options... A few have to stop Reader from trying to stay with him, dragging them back, even as they cry out... The group really is on their own now... And one by one... each encounter they have, trying to escape groups of drones, they seem to always lose someone... until it is just the Reader left, after months of searching for a safe haven and on their last legs...

Within the Hive, Logan would certainly put up a struggle, once he wakes up and finds himself strapped down and weak from whatever drug was used to sedate him... He hates seeing his friends like that, with their moon-white eyes and grinning faces, telling him it will be alright. That there isn't anything to fear, now that they're here for him... How it won't be long for the dragonets to join them... Try as he might, he can't break through his binds, and his frie- the drones, only shush him and pull out two needles... Strong arms keep him pinned even further, the nutjob who claimed they were brothers holding him firmly, along with a dragon who smells of rain and ice... The moment the first needle sinks in, he fights harder, only for the grips on him to tighten... The longer he breathes, the more tired he feels, his talons feeling weighed down and his head feeling heavier with each blink... Talons are soon patting him, soft voices reassuring him, and then the next needle slips in, sending something... warm... into him... A feeling akin to warm honey, sticky and sweet, slowly filling each crack and nook in his mind, sending the world around him spinning... Gentle buzzing stirs the back of his thoughts, small jolts of warmth and peace and calm injected in, like the soothing heat of a soft blanket...

Waking up, everything feels... odd, somehow. Even... right? Voices, his friends, their rivals, the old, the young, all warm and inviting and full of care and joy, happy to know he is safe and with them... But... "Where... where are the kids? Where's MY kid?"... The Hivemind stirs, relaying information to each other, less sentences and more memory, a knowing rather than a learning... The dragonets ran... And... They're alone.... No... no no nO NO! Burning MOONS, WHERE ARE THEY?! ... It takes awhile to spiral back down to themselves, having to lean out of their instincts, but they decide they have to find the kids... Those are THEIR kids, HIS kids, and they are on their own. THAT is unsafe, and means they aren't with THEM, in the Hivemind, within the Hive itself... Joining the search doesn't take long, over the next month or so finding the dragonets one after the other, until the only one still alone, out of reach... is the Reader...

And that just won't do...

And during the months on their own, Reader has been struggling. Losing their dad, their friends, and whatever family and home they once had, has not left them in a healthy mindset... Most days they hardly eat, staying curled up in a small, cold cave hidden within the mountains, only daring to venture out for water after days of not drinking... Their heart hurts, their mind hurts, even their body hurts, suffering from lack of food and crushing depression. But even still...

It doesn't take too long for Logan to find them, and he doesn't like what he sees: His kid, scrawnier and weaker than ever, terrified of every noise or shadow, and shaking with every move they make... It makes his heart break, his friends break, even Dragon!Victor (who was actually right... they were brothers... who would've thought...) break, seeing his once bright and sweet kid a scared, trembling shadow of themself...

They try to run... but it isn't much of a fight. It feels easy, too easy, for him to pin them, to pull them against himself in a firm embrace, trying to soothe them even as they weep and claw against him... Sadness rushes through him, a tacky, oily feeling of guilt bubbling over as he presses the dart into their scales, sending them into a sleepy, quiet state... He promises... he promises they'll be gentle, when they join them to the Hive... It might be scary, but he's there, and he isn't leaving them again... Neither will their friends, who are resting in the Nest as they adjust to the Hive, slowly feeling the same warmth and love he felt seep into them, bringing calm and peaceful bliss... It might take some time for the serum to sink in, the sweetness of the Hive, but he'll always be there for them...

[wheeboo]

MOOT GAME: " make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesn’t need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny. ^ㅇ(๑>◡<๑)ㅇ^ "

okay i received this ask game 3 times so JDFKLS i guess i shall do it rn . i will be doing my moots svt biases <3 rlly wish i could do a lot more moots but this took more brain power than it needed 😭😭

@slytherinshua -> joshua

first thought was cute lil teacher x teacher couple!! maybe he's a new hire as a music teacher and him and zanna both have a lil meet ugly at first in the staff room (one of them spilling coffee on the other or something dsjfklfsd) but its all full of shy smiles and fumbled apologies, and joshua smoothly gives her his # with the purpose of starting over 😍

@etherealyoungk -> hoshi

the classic case of the class president x class clown. skye our big brain queen is just trying her best to sort through all these plans and plans for school while hoshi keeps curiously meddling in her business, trying to get close with her by proposing these weird n funny ideas at meetings (even tho he's not in the student council???) that don't make any sort of sense, and overall just wanting to make her smile cuz he may or may not have a tiny tiny crush on her. and skye may or may not like him having around...

@roziesmei -> jeonghan

love at first sight. not the biggest fan of this trope but hello who wouldn't fall head over heels over this man at first glance? maybe mimi is out and about running some errands to the store, and as she's about to grab for the door, another hand meets hers, and i WONDER who it is!!!! the two of them gaze at each other for a second, and maybe the world feels a lil brighter and a lil warmer in those few moments, before maybe jeonghan pulls away and holds the door open for her. she spends her entire time shopping thinking abt him wondering if they'll ever cross paths again (they do)

@bookyeom -> seokmin

i love the whole concept/trope of exchanging letters. maybe leslie gets received this Very long letter detailing something she has no idea what is and its signed sorry from me & my dog, lee seokmin. does she know who lee seokmin is? absolutely not. but is she very curious why he seems so STRESSED in this letter over his dog accidentally stealing a stranger's pair of socks from the laundromat? yes

@welcometomyoasis -> seungcheol

ngl the whole enemies to lovers arc from rival families has always been a concept in the back of my mind and i've ALWAYS envisioned something for cheol for it so here you go shu 😭!! and perhaps there's some forced proximity involved, where they both become reluctant allies for some overly complicated business reasons and realise 'maybe we aren't exactly enemies after all...'

@haecien -> jun

fake dating!! maybe cien accidentally says to his group of friends that he has a partner but like... who is it ?? and so he gets jun to play as his fake boyfriend for the time being and it's this whole cute mess but yeah they're both sorta falling for each other. i can imagine this whole cute prom scene where they are each other's dates and this cute slow dancing scene... yeah you get i'm going with this i think lmao

@planetkiimchi -> minghao

strangers to friends to lovers!! but it's the most natural, sorta slow burn ever. it's kinda like reading your favourite comfort book with your favourite comfort couple where they get together and it's like THE standard ?! they're both communicative with each other, understand each other's boundaries, etc. bonus for the plot since they're both dancers and meet each other for the first time at practice, and it kinda just blossoms from there :)

@blue-jisungs -> wonwoo

a very very cute office romance. axe may be like a new intern at this workplace and is nervous asf abt everything, but she gets assigned this very handsome man with the power of glasses in his eyes to help her around and get adjusted. but even after settling in axe really tries her best to get close with wonwoo. he's a little reserved, composed, maybe a bit cold at first, but it's enough to cause some gossip to float around the office hehe. one thing leads to another, and they're both trying to hide their relationship from everyone else (but they all know anyway)

[lirarey]

I really love "Steal Your Heart".

More precisely, it’s not just the song that makes me happy, but also its context. Austin needs a song, but Ally is busy with her career. Everyone knew he couldn’t do it at all. Ally suggested thinking about what he liked. The song was written, success was guaranteed, but Trish was interested in who the song was dedicated to. Dez remembered seeing Austin with several girls. Their old rival accused him of allegedly stealing the song. The case went to court, where Trish, having watched a marathon of a series about jurisprudence, acted as Austin’s lawyer. She asked a friend to perform the song right there, without explaining the reason. The first time I watched it, I didn’t understand what she needed at all.

A moment of irony: Austin sings about the image of a bad boy, although he himself has never been one.

It turned out that during the performance of the song, he didn't look at Ally at all, because he was shy. Later, I remembered that he always glanced at the trio, but not now. And Austin admitted that, yes, he wrote a song about what was bothering him, because he still had feelings for Ally. I know that feeling, but their situation is better.

This never means that Austin is a bad guy (and it couldn't be, because Ross... it's written on his face that he's a golden retriever, and these aren't even my words). It's about how Austin is attached to Ally and just can't imagine his life without her. Ally responds in kind. In the series, it can be seen that Austin wants to do everything for the comfort of his friend. They had a big fight before the finale of the second season, but there were serious reasons for that: Ally didn’t believe in their partnership at all at the very beginning, Austin tried to find another composer when Ally's career took off. I really like that Austin, Dez, Ally and Trish here strive to maintain friendship by constantly helping each other. What am I talking about? Thanks to Trish and Dez, an absolutely cinematic kiss happened. The finale of the second season broke my heart... But more on that another time.

Of course, you can say that the problem is with the "Disney image", and this was justified in the case of Ross, who played a serial killer. I have no desire to watch this film, although I have no doubt about his acting abilities. He can turn into drama, romance, and comedy. I haven't watched the backstage from the set of "Austin and Ally" yet, but from what I've heard, he's the nicest person. Between filming, having time to give concerts with your band is strong in itself. They even performed some of the songs from the series. The actors are shippered no less than the characters.

Sometimes I think Cameron would like to completely destroy the "fabulous" image... Yes, he still has a few relatively "dark" roles (and one of them was before Disney), but from all the same interviews, I can't say that his Disney roles were very different from himself.

[leonawriter]

I remember a fair few times lately when it's been brought to my attention how Sonoko is one of the few people Kaito could theoretically connect with about magic... and here he is, on her balcony.

I thought I'd give this its own post, because honestly? Yeah, they deserve it.

We start out by seeing this scene which... could almost be reminiscent of Romeo and Juliet. Or Superman at Lois' balcony. There's a sort of coding here, especially since she's in her nightgown, that it's an illicit tryst.

That wouldn't be entirely wrong, considering he's asking her to be his accomplice for the heist!

She outright passes her one-of-a-kind dress over the bathroom stall partition to Kid, who is waiting on the other side, as part of her bet that "will Makoto-san be able to tell when it's me and when it's you?"

But let's look past that. Let's ignore Makoto-san for a minute and look just at Sonoko and Kaito.

There we go!!

I'm fascinated and drawn in by the way Kaito is sitting patiently and calmly with his legs crossed on there. His hands are by his sides, and he's looking up, but he looks like he's talking. Sonoko herself is blushing as she pushes the dress over the stall.

I find it easy to imagine the two of them discussing the bet here. "Will he recognise me, or won't he?" - Kaito could be reassuring her, since she doesn't look discouraged. But they could also be quite simply discussing the tricks involved, which is my personal favourite theory here, given the way he looks so relaxed, as well as his smile.

How often d'you think he gets to have an assistant who's so willing to work with him? Who is interested in the mechanics of magic?

And, as I'd said in a previous post, this here is Sonoko at her best, and most critical of him - she wants to see him at his best, but she also doesn't want to see him succeed. She wants to see him fail! He knows that!

If anything, I think that this helps them connect on a far more equal level.

Which puts this moment in a different light.

Sonoko wants Makoto to win because he's her boyfriend. She wants Kid to win because she looks up to him and respects his abilities. The two are equal in her mind, while being different things.

In fact, I'd say this is Kaito, having seen Sonoko cheering loudly for him so many times by now, stating as clearly as is possible for him that a) you can't control what people feel (he's been the subject of someone trying that, thanks Akako) and b) Sonoko... was never fully romantically in love with him in the first place. That was all Makoto's territory, that Kaito's not interested in going near.

And yet, at the end, Sonoko holds up her end of the bargain with him, because as said above, she cares about both of these people... just in different ways.

All in all, the case provided actual character development for both Sonoko AND Makoto, thanks to Kid.

Sonoko gets to be shown accepting that her feelings for Kid aren't the same as her feelings for Makoto, and Makoto is told (whether he internalises it or not is another story) that Kid isn't his love rival.

It also softens down the sense of Sonoko being someone who's basically trying to double-date whenever she's seen screaming after Kaitou Kid in any future heist - it isn't like with Kogoro simping for Yoko-chan and leaving his wife behind so much as her appreciating Kid on different terms...

Although given she's still Sonoko, she'll probably still take some enjoyment and thrills out of seeing "two dashing young men fight over [her]" no matter what.

But at that point, after all this, it's then Makoto's responsibility to trust in her, not her responsibility to... not be her idol's biggest fan.

[blueinkphantom]

YOU DONT GET TO ESCAPE THE BINGO HELL. Dreamza, DNB, Awesamdream, Awesamdrunz, Drunz, Sampunz, DNF, Dreamnap, Doomsdaytrio (romantic), DNN, Dreambur, ANYTHING YOU CAN THINK OF. Do as many as you want. I await your opinions with delight

Happily :D this took awhile to write out especially cause braincells got lost for a bit. and due to length i put it all under "keep reading"

1. Dreamza:

I find the idea of them together funny but also at some point what was meant to be a joke turned to actually shipping them outside of any joke. Because listen i love admin c!Dream, and that with admin c!Phil can just lead to so soft moments especially post-prison here c!Dream gets assistance from c!Phil as long as Dream is accepting/tolerating it. And also i love winged c!Dream and c!Phil has his wings and just imagine them preening each other. Consider Dream's wings after prison pretty much in shambles and he hasn't preened them in so long cause it took time he could use for more important stuff and he also can't reach all places and Phil sees this and alarm bells ring in his head. Consider Dream slowly learning to trust Phil as he recovers in the arctic and at some point lets Phil near his wings to preen them and at the end of it he's so sleepy and tired and surprisingly comfortable that he just falls asleep leaning on Phil. (a few more dreamza thoughts might follow in the romantic Doomsdaytrio section) Not one of my favourite ships but definitely amongst those i love the most. I could read 100 fics about them. I love them.

2. Dreamnoblade:

WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM BECAUSE LISTEN THEY ARE PERFECT WONDERFUL PRECIOUS AIJDAKLSJKDFOKJSEFINSFE As noted by my blog title i am absolutely completely normal about rivals duo :D AND LISTEN THEY WOULD BE SO CUTE AND AMAZING AND GREAT TOGETHER LISTEN LISTEN LISTEN YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT THEY WOULDNT BE ONE OF THE CUTEST AND WONDERFUL AND BESTEST COUPLES! I dont know if i already read 100 fics about them but i 100% would because listen THEM <3 I need so much more of them. I really hope i manage to write my one Dnb fic i have in progress right now soon. and listen listen listen imagine c!Dream crushing on c!Techno early on and c!Techno too and justjsnm, ndfksdnfvkdf I have many demons about them. If only my brain worked everytime i did then i could do more, write more about them. (and i nearly could mark it as Fandom once ruined them for me but thats just due to how some annoying people sent hate for shipping these two fictional characters.) They aren't canon except in my heart. They need to talk because i need to see them interact more. I love them so much. My favourite characters <3 Probably my favourite ship of all DSMP ships. They are already my favourite duo platonically and i dont see much of a difference between romantic and platonic due to aroaceness i think, so there's honestly no surprise

3. Awesamdream:

Love them. i need to hold gently and squish and put them in a box (ideally with a c!Punz). They would make each other worse but also i love to see scenarios where they could make each other better. I really really really love the flavour of Awesamdream you write. I could read 100 fics of it. They are unhealthy and i love them for it Sadly don't have many thoughts on them rn.

4. Awesamdrunz:

You sparked my love for them. You started my (mild) obsession with them. I need to put them in a box together and shake it. I would read 100 fics about them. I need more of them. Them just, them <3. Braincells have gotten lost when i went to write Awesamdrunz so it's pretty short.

5. Drunz:

My babies. My little guys. Im a sucker for characters that are them against the world basically. I’m a sucker for characters that get left by basically everyone except that one, the one that sticks by them, that doesn’t leave, that trusts them and follows them and gods the scene where c!Punz tells c!purpled about c!dream’s torture. THAT GUY WANTS TO AVENGE HIS BF AND IM HERE FOR IT! I need them to talk properly about their goals and still stick to each other after. I need them like a fish needs water. Them. One of my favourite ships no doubt. A bit below c!dreamnoblade if i had to rank them.

(I like Sampunz but i don't have many opinions on them rn outside of Awesamdrunz .-. or at least my brain doesnt remember any right now)

6. DNF:

*I don't like DNF that much.* Only under specific circumstances so this is going to be more negative. Willing to smash them together like Barbie dolls but mainly due to me wanting to give c!Dream as much love as i can via other characters. In this case romantic love via boyfriends. i dont really like c!george that much. i find him interesting but thats it. I would say the fandom has somewhat ruined it for me. Partly just due to the shippers that use the cc!dnf dynamic for c!dnf, the ones that focus so much on c!dnf for c!Dream (and ignore many other important relationships of him like with sapnap, punz, etc.) and some more reasons. All pretty small and petty reasons i think. They could probably make each other a bit better but it seems more likely to go the opposite route. I probably read 100 fics about them but not for the ship, just cause i found the story interesting so i dont count it.

7. Dreamnap:

HEAVILY underrated. They canonically fucked. In public. (as part of a treaty iirc but still). They’ve been friends since before the server. They both have a book with divine power (and I wish there had been more done with it). They both yearn for each other but one of them is too stubborn in his current belief and the other is too stubborn to stop the path he’s one. I need to shake them.

8. Dreamzablade aka romantic Doomsday trio:

:D So as above stated i already love Dreamza and Dreamnoblade. I also love Techza (though brain is very very focused on c!Dream so it's a bit more in the background). And i do love polycules because listen so many characters fit with so many characters and they have often two hands and a mouth and two feet and- you get the point i hope. Like with Awesamdrunz, i love mashing my favourite ships together to polycules so i obviously love Dreamzablade. I'd imagine the way they get together is Techza probably first. Decades long friendship with romantic feelings brewing and Phil is pretty nonchalent about it, asks Tech who blushes a bit and is happy. So they get together and then enter Dream. And Techno notices "ah, similar feelings to Phil. fuck." and Dream develops same feelings for Techno and Phil notices first that Dream has possibly the hots for Techno and Phil is a bit possessive and very much *this* and Dream finds it hot and then also develops feelings for Phil and is just fuck fuck fuck. Tries to avoid thinking about it but stuff happens and idk how yet but they all get together. Phil notices how Dream finds his possessiveness hot and finds it amusing. and listen listen listen consider them all cuddling together. and consider with shapeshifter c!Dream who unconciously shifts to have traits of his loved ones and his small wings he has from the parrot and c!Bad gets bigger due to c!Phil, and he has hooves like a piglin and consider them cuddling and Phil has a wing over both of them, Dream has his either tucked in or also somewhat around the two and Techno is very much enveloping them both. I think i can confidently state that i love Dreamzablade as much as Awesamdrunz i should maybe find my one dreamzablade AU again and draw something for it or write

9. Dreamnotnap:

They are a package deal. They've been bestfriends and they've been hurt and split and i need to shake sense into c!snf (and technically also a bit c!Dream but mainly snf) i think they deserve to hold hands and kiss and fuck and also cry into each other's arms because they miss each other but they are so far split it’s probably gonna take an act of god to get them to talk more peacefully. Maybe put them in a box. Sam should put them in a box to talk. Consider AU where George and Sapnap get trapped in the prison with Dream for a bit. I could read 100 fics about them getting back together and become boyfriends. Or AUs where c!Sap and c!George stick with c!Dream and don’t basically abandon him.

10. c!Hannah x c!Dream:

i can't really explain why but just *gestures vageuely* them. Its probably partly cause i really like c!Hannah. And i like shipping characters together that i like. Also both like roses.

Besides c!Sampunz I also skipped c!dreambur. Don’t really have many thoughts on that ship besides Dont Like It, Hiss

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My speculation on motives (all possibilties)

Gonna be doing my take on the motives cuz i sure got a lot of thoughts!!

Also ofc content warning for topics of suic*de and self-h@rm, please click off if these topics are triggering for you

Now most have been revealed, here's the most updated scoreboard from episode 11

(srry if it's low quality) Anywayyy we are now down to five secrets yet to be revealed. However, the reason i mentioned "possibilities" is not just cuz the secrets we have left can apply to multiple people, there is also the consideration that david could have lied about his motive.

David goes out of his way to answer last, choosing to collect everyone's secret beforehand. The story goes out of its way to show David's hesitance, which means it is signficant. Moreover, he chose xander, someone who cannot defend themselves. It is very possible he wanted to check if anyone would reveal xander's motive before he can say xander. Finally, with the reveal of his manipulator motive, the possibility of him lying has increased.

Ofc that is speculation, but i do feel there is reason to doubt david's claim of xander having the "mastermind-y" secret. So i will go down the list under the assumption that the current scoreboard is correct AND if the current scoreboard is incorrect (as monotv said, these aren't correct, just what is agreed upon)

(edit from later, if you just want my conclusions, then just scroll to the end lol)

David Didn't Lie, The Scoreboard Is Correct:

To recap, people's secret we DONT have rn are: Teruko, Hu, Levi, Min, and Veronika

The people who refused to reveal the secrets they have are Hu and Veronika, while Xander, Min, and Arei are incapable of doing so (Idk why ughhhhh how uncooperative)

Secret In Min's Possession - The owner of the secret blames themselves for the death of the siblings and parents, feeling survivor's guilt

Teruko: Not possible. They are an orphan, and they seem to have only one sibling, which is the brother who left them. Teruko already divulged their family situation, so this does not line up

Hu: Unlikely ... Though we have not heard of anything of Hu having siblings (as far as I am aware). We do know of her parents, which is where she gets her butterfly motif from, but again, with no mention of siblings, it is unlikely

Levi: Likely. Out of the five, this can be the most likely. Levi has spoken of a mother, father, and brothers. He claims to be disowned , which can work as a cover for hiding the fact they might be dead, explaining why he lives alone

Min: Unlikely, since we have heard nothing of her having siblings, only her parents during the bonus ep.

Veronika: Possible. I don't believe we learned anything about Veronika's family, so the possibility is always there.

Secret in Xander's Possession - The owner of the secret is highly competative, going so far to poison their rivals

Teruko: Not possible. She's a lucky student, so she does not have a talent to compete against others. And from her personality, she doesn't seem to be a very competitive person

Hu: Possible. Her talent is something that can be put up against others, so competition may be something she faced. However, like Teruko, she does not seem to be a competative person at the moment, quite the opposite it seems

Levi: Not possible. Levi mentions that his talent is something he has taken up recently. Moreover, he's a personal stylist, so his field of work probably won't require competitions

Min: Likely. Her talent is of her being the best academically, which is a competative field (can school be considered a field???) Though we don't see her being competative, unlike Hu, she doesn't seem incapable of it

Veronika: Not possible. Her talent is being a horror fanatic, so unless it's her having some sort of "nerd-off" at a horror convention, I can't imagine her dealing with competition for her talent

Secret in Hu's Possession - The owner of the secret feels the need to self harm for fun, taking on the talent as a distraction. Since this belongs to someone alive, we also need to consider why Hu would want to keep it to herself.

Teruko: Possible, as she is wounded and has numerous bandages covering her arms and legs, which could be to hide s*lf-h@rm scars. With her previous life situation being so miserable, she has a good reason to take up talent as a distraction. The only issue is the phrase "for fun", and Teruko doesn't seem like she enjoys any of the wounds and injuries she's gotten, since she does try to avoid being injured when possible.

Hu: Not possible. I cannot imagine Hu doing something like that for fun. Moreover, Hu says during the first episode of chapter 2 that she has received someone else's secret, so she could not have recieved her own secret

Levi: Unlikely. He did take his talent recently, and he does have a dangerous past. However, he's described to have a "serious" nature, so for him to do something like that "for fun" is very low.

Min: Unlikely. Similar to Levi, Min has a very serious personality, who always seems focused on studying to go do something for fun. Procrastinate, maybe, but not for her amusement.

Veronika: Likely. Veronika mentions that her main motivation in life is not morals or ethics, but just pure entertainment and excitement. Out of the five, she is the least serious character, which lines up with the description with "fun".

I wonder why Hu would keep this a secret. All I can think of is that she is disturbed by it?? We see in episode 11 that she agreed to David's plan of sharing secrets and yet she refuses to disclose Veronika's (or whoever it may be). But Hu does say she wants to get through the trial without revealing hers, thinking it may not be needed. To me, kinda like Whit's refusal, Hu just doesn't want to expose someone.

Secret in Veronika's Possession - The owner of the secret is suicid@l, having been exposed to death before, and then attempted three times after. This secret belongs to Veronika, and honestly, there's not need for speculation. She's keeping it hidden because she thinks it is exciting.

Teruko: Likely, as Teruko has spoken of methods of hanging previously, making comments that imply she has experience. Her inability to be killed as she mentioned to Xander in ch 1 due to her extreme luck can explain "dying once" as Teruko having a near-death expereience and miraculously making it out alive . Coupled with her outlook that bad luck is ineviteble, she has likely been in the mindset to make several attempts

Hu: Not possible. Due to the broadness of this secret, it can be anyone who has experienced something like this, even someone as responsible as Hu could be ashamed of something like this. BUT, it cannot be hers if her hidden quote is related to her secret. It emphasizes Hu's will to live, meaning the opposite of this secret.

Levi: Possible. He does have a past he does not want to talk about, meaning whatever it is is negative, and he could have wanted to escape it.

Min: Possible, as it is broad and u never know when it comes to a secret of this nature

Veronika: Unlikely. I am only saying this since this is the one she possesses, and as far as I am aware, nobody received their own secret.

Secret in Arei's Possession - The owner of the secret is a killer without remorse.

Teruko: Possible. Teruko mentions that she has numerous shameful secrets. Though she does claim to have the knife armed in self defense, it still shows she has the capability of being violent. Another thing to mention about this motive is that it says nothing about the vicitm, who could have been maybe far less innocent than we might think

Hu: Possible. Judging by Min's unwillingness to reveal her secret (Even David questions if it is worse than his in ep 11), Hu's being something such as killing could be recontextualize her action. Again, it is possible this supposed vicitim isn't all too innocent themselves. Moreover, in her hidden quote, Hu (supposedly) affirms what she "did" by saying she wants to live, which can line up to having no remorse. Though, hidden quotes don't always parallel the secrets (I actually stumbled on another piece of evidence that i think is major later on but just scroll down to the next section to read abt it)

Levi: Unlikely. I'm only saying it is unlikely due to Levi telling Eden at the start of ch 2 that he wants to be a "good person" from his past, which could potentially be showing remorse. If that is the case, then Levi may not fit the description of "no remorse". Then again, in his hidden quote, Levi refers to his past actions as "heartless", so I'm not too sure

Min: Not possible. Judging by how she acted during trial 1, I can definitively say that Min cannot be a cold-blooded killer. She has expressed a lot of regret on killing Xander, so to have her somehow do something like that in her past makes no sense.

Veronika: Possible. Though I think Veronika is more to watch a murder without shame than to commit one herself. But that's just from my understanding.

David Did Lie, The Scoreboard is Incorrect:

If David did lie about Xander's secret, then I think it's pretty obvious what Xander's actual motive is, which is the motive Min has. Since this whole possibility hinges on David lying, then if someone alive had Xander's motive, they would have said something if David had claimed he had Xander's motive.

That leaves two possibilities of Xander's actual secret, either Arei's or Min's, since both are dead. And Arei's can immediately be excluded, as we see first hand in ch 1 how Xander reacts to killing Teruko, aplogizing right away and saying he not only hates murderers, but that he also hates the smell of blood. While that is somewhat shakey ground to argue on, since we don't know if he only regrets killing Teruko, there is also stronger evidence that min's secret is his. His hidden quote is "survivor guilt", which lines up perfectly with the description of the secret min has. His bonus episode also matches up with that description.

So Xander's secret is the one Min got. Working backwards, Min's is probably Xander's. If you look back up on the possibilities I made, the only two that could work for Min are the "poison" and "hopeless". While hopeless can be possible since we dont have proof saying otherwise, the poison one is the only one min can logically have.

Tho i also speculated it could be Hu. However, min doesn't match any others while Hu could, so I'm giving it to Min.

That leaves four more now: Teruko, Veronika, Levi, and Hu. I'm going to just say that Veronika's is the one about taking on a talent. Like I said previously, none of the other three seem to do something like that "for fun" and Veronika is the least "serious" of the group, so only that secret can fit Veronika.

So that leaves Teruko, Levi, and Hu with the secrets of "murderer without remorse" (Arei's), "hopeless child" (Veronika's), and "the reason for the killing game" (David's).

I'll start with the murderer one. Arei only mentions it once during the flashback in ep 11, saying it's none of david's business what secret what she got. Which ... isn't too helpful. Going over hidden quotes, Teruko's seems to refer to more to her mindset rather than secret, Hu speaks about not regretting a choice she made, citing it as a life or death situation, and levi speaks about his heartlessness. Again ... not too much help.

I decided to scan ch 2 of arei's interactions with these three, if she had any. She does speak to teruko during ep 4, and seems just as abrasive as always to teruko, calling her dumb. And in episode 5, she scoffs when eden and teruko walk into the playground. So I'm going to say that teruko is going to be marked off this list.

Though, she didnt have any interaction with levi or hu, i'll mention one thing. During her last appearance in episode 7, i remember finding it weird that arei gets her silent line of "..." here right after ace says to hu, "Oh, okay, taking sides with the murderer, I see! How admirable of you, Hu!". Now levi is also in the cafeteria at this time, so i could be wrong BUT ... for the creator to finally bring up arei right here should make whatever ace said about hu being important.

So i'm going to now say that hu in fact has the murderer secret. It could make david's line of saying that hu's secret being worse than his be foreshadowing. It also can explain why Hu, as david pointed out, agreed to the idea of sharing secrets but hypocritically doesn't speak about hers. It adds to her defending nico, as perhaps the person hu supposedly killed was cruel to her and may have threatened her life, so she feels no remorse for killing in self defense. she likely sees nico's attempt on ace's life to be similar to her case.

BUT! I'm not saying that hu is the killer in this case. MAYBE. But just cuz she has this secret doesn't inherently mean she manipulated nico into killing or that she killed arei.

Okay so that leaves Levi and Teruko with the secret veronika has and the secret david has.

Now teruko can have either reasonably, though I'm not too sure about Levi's. While mastermind Levi does sound cool, i just dont think he will have something like that narratively (but u never know). So I'm going to say that Levi has the hopeless child one and teruko has the "reason of killing game" one.

There is some good reason to think it is teruko's since the first scene we get is of an unknown figure wanting teruko dead. She has connections to Mai Akasaki, a mysterious figure connected to the killing game somehow. In ep 11, David tells teruko to spill his secret, possibly implying he knows (but he can also just want to have something over teruko or just distract others). Again ... it's shakey evidence.

Though, I don't want to call this the mastermind secret, as it only says the owner of the secret is the catalyst, not actively monitoring, the killing game

Levi is mentioned having a "dangerous past", which could refer to a near-death experience. It is clear his family life was not healthy, so that adds to the descriptor of being a "hopeless child". His hidden quote is

I always believed that a person is defined by their actions alone. But maybe that’s just a poor excuse for my heartlessness.

Heartlessness could be in refrence to making an attempt, where he could potentially be feeling guilt for not thinking of others?? It's definetely an enigmatic quote, as he is claiming his actions that will define him are an "excuse". So are these actions good or bad?? I'm not sure.

TL;DR

If David is not lying:

Dead Family [Min?] -> Levi

Poisoned Competition [Xander?] -> Min

Talent For Distraction [Hu?] -> Veronika

Hopeless Child [Veronika?] -> Teruko

Murderer W/O Remorse [Arei?] -> Hu

If David is lying:

Reason For Killing Game [David?] -> Teruko

Dead Family [Min?] -> Xander

Poisoned Competition [Xander?] -> Min

Talent For Distraction [Hu?] -> Veronika

Hopeless Child [Veronika?] -> Levi

Murderer W/O Remorse [Arei?] -> Hu

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Maybe it's the primal/prey in me. But I like the idea of fighting a werewolf during a camping trip because my friends are pusses who'd try to run while I would be like bring it on bitch. And they feel the urge to mate me instead. So they then have them try to befriend me and learn my routine as a human so they could get me alone when I'm not protecting anyone else so they could see that fear in my eyes and try to feel the urge to kill me, and they still find feel the need to make me their mate. They've seen me both vulnerable and powerful and they need to possess all of me

God, there was this idea I've been having and building on about a Reader who retreats to a small town that's more rural and closed off than a typical city and you're basically becoming burnt out on modern human society to the point you quite legitimately feel the urge to just turn into a hermit living in a shack somewhere just to get away from it all, and one night you're so sleep deprived because those goddamn wolves keep howling near your place and you're struggling with your job and you hate your life and your family and all the bad stories in the news that, you just walk outside and start running through the woods on a moonlit night, just running and running because you just feel afraid, trapped, you need to get away, you dont even know anymore, and eventually going really deep into the forest into a clearing or something before you just start screaming and wailing and calling out, just crying with your entire soul, and suddenly there are the wolves, they're there with you, not attacking or anything, just beginning to all howl with you as you scream your anguish out to the night sky

And the next morning you're going to the grocery store and your eyes are all swollen and puffy and people aren't like completely mean mugging you as an outsider anymore and you go to check out your groceries and you realize you forgot your wallet and you're about to start absolutely bawling your eyes out and about to put everything back when suddenly multiple people are stepping forward to chip in, oh its their pleasure, everyone has struggles, we've all been there right? Except?? They were all treating you like shit basically since you got here, what changed?

Gee it may have had something to do with like having a massive ass breakdown in front of a really suspiciously large number of wolves who just kind of watched over you and lowkey herded you back towards your home when you were done crying. You know how fucking big wolves are? They sure ain't dog sized. Some of these werewolf audiobooks describe the alpha wolves nearly rivaling the size of bears sometimes 😭 you're just crying and suddenly you're ready to piss yourself because the biggest wolf of the entire group is like, gingerly stepping up to you with paws the size of your fucking head and you're thinking it's slowly approaching because it's about to attack or give you a "test bite" like when bears are checking if something is edible and it just. Gives you a quick nuzzle, maybe a lick to your wet cheeks

Like imagine if, obviously you don't know this is a werewolf pack and you're probably none too keen on having your snow white moment, so if they pretended to be vicious creatures by, say, growling and approaching you really aggressively, well, youre going to take off running (unless you faint which is an entirely different problem) and maaaaybe it's a total coincidence they chase you all the way back to your house when you hadn't realized how lost and far from home you were? And maybe they also thought it was quite fun to run with you, even if you were crying and acting like a little bunny, a little piece of fragile prey for them. Wolves do love a good chase, platonic or otherwise c;

I know I derailed from what you were actually talking about though lol, but I guess the more "feral" nature of the two ideas reminded me of each other lol. I HAVE listened to werewolf audiobooks where the guy was into his mate fighting back because as a wolf, male, and alpha, it sated his natural desires to like impose dominance and control, and also just the primal sloppiness of it, so like, imagine you've got this werewolf sonuvabitch just chasing you and trying to you know "mate" and he's all but open mouth drooling because he "likes em feisty" and its like boy I am literally trying to KILL YOU? Like imagine managing to get the jump on him, like you hide and jump out from around a corner, amd bash him over the head with a rock or a big stick, and it would have worked, IF he was human, so he just turns around all "you know what, im actually impressed c:" before, you know, folding you like a pretzel and breeding you 😩💦