#i was mostly just hoping for an excuse to talk about zoe more

[overnightheartbeats]

🎁 shuffleeeee for the spotify wrapped one - eric! hehe (you reblog meme; i send meme. i'm so sorry for bombarding u with even mORE omg)

spotify wrapped has arrived. (send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle. // @cursivebloodlines

bad idea right? - Olivia Rodrigo

Being out with friends tonight, this was good for him. It took some convincing (mostly from Dougie and some threatening looks from Lydia). They were right though; he needed to distract himself, even for a bit. It had been a couple of months after all, he hadn't heard from her. That was a sign, right? It really was over this time. Losing Zoe was a gut punch. The more time that passed, the less hope he had that they could fix this.

"Relationship trouble, what's new...I just don't know what else to do. I really wanted this to work. Guys are you sure you don't have any advice for me? I mean, you guys have experience with heartbreak. Right? I'll take anything." But advice just didn't come, they were not going to think about that tonight. Eric supposed that was the better option, but he just couldn't put heartbreak on pause. One drink after the other, and now he now felt like the room was moving a little too fast and his friends were talking a little too slow. Although, the drinks were helping him loosen up. He was laughing more, teasing Lydia and Dougie in the process. Then, his phone rang. At first, he ignored it. Nobody really called these days. But it rang again, and he finally looked down to check. Zoe. This was a bad idea, right? He silenced the phone, and let it keep ringing, except that texts began coming in. She's alone. Could they see each other? And the last text, an address.

Seeing you tonight is a bad idea, he texted back. They were done, they were through..but his brain just wasn't functioning properly anymore. So, seconds after his first message, he sent another text. Seeing you tonight...fuck it, it's fine. With that, he excused himself to go to the bathroom. That was today's excuse in his attempt to leave without being talked out of it. Ditching his friends was bad, and for the record, Eric did feel bad about it. This was Zoe though, it was a no-brainer. He had to go see her.

[sillysquid11]

actually fuck it im just gonna give my thoughts about zoe completely unwarranted

first impression: shes so pretty i think i have coviud

impression now: unfortunately one of the weaker characters in the mon prom series. double unfortunately i have caught the brain worms regardless and now im obsessed with her.

favorite moment: its kinda hard to pick one but the one where she tries a vefan brownie and is genuinely suprised at being able to eat something other than sanity/person flesh comes to mind

story idea: cult of the lamb crossover where zoe meets the lamb and their cult and just has a terrible time. does not vibe at all.

unpopular opinion: i think zoe/oz is better if its platonic. not sure if thats unpopular or controversial but hey im a basic bitch whaddya gonna do

favorite relationship: i think liam and zoe being friends would be really fun. chronically irony poisoned bitch and weird trans girl who has killed the concept of cringe with her bare hands.

favorite headcanon: i actually have a couple that ive already shared so im just gonna put them here real quick

her whole thing with shipping naruto/garfield started as a jokey crack ship but she started genuinely liking it as she kept writing

for couple months after shedding her status as z'gord she just becomes the most excitable giggly motherfucker on the planet

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[itsallyscorner]

I was wondering if you can write something about reader x marvel cast where they go on the tour bus with James Corden. Maybe reader is dating a costar (you can choose who)

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We Are Avengers

Pairing: Marvel cast x reader, Sebastian Stan x Fem!reader

Summary: Basically what happens during James Corden’s Star Star Tour😌

Warnings: None :)

Hello darling, thank you for the request! I apologize that it took so long for me to write, but I’ve been busy with school and I’ve been lacking motivation in general. But thank you so much for this request, it gave me the chance to rewatch one of my favorite Marvel cast videos so thank you for that as well, it never fails to make me smile. I hope you don’t mind that I chose Seb as the co-star you’re dating! Also, yes, I know I’ve been writing a lot of headcanons but writing this as a headcanon seems like the best way to write it for me😭 I’m gonna add in some pictures that the cast took with their disposable cameras, so enjoy😉

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When it was mentioned that you and some other members of the Infinity War cast were going to be on James Corden, you were very excited.

You enjoyed making appearances on late night talk shows; Jimmy Fallon, Jimmy Kimmel—they were always fun to be on. Though you’ve always loved making appearances on James Corden’s show.

When you first heard about being on The Late Late Show, you were expecting to do a typical interview in the studio that would lead to playing a game later on in the show.

What you didn’t expect was to be led out to the parking lot with the rest of the cast, only to be greeted by a double decker bus with James’ face plastered alongside it.

At first you were all a bit confused but one of the producers came up to you all and explained the segment you were all filming.

Everyone was buzzing with exhilaration waiting to get on the bus. One by one you were called up, you being paired with Sebastian.

Wait, he would make you go up the stairs first so he can stay behind you, making sure you don’t fall. Omg and he would place his hand on your lower back too😭🥺

“Wow—Marvel’s own power couple, it’s such an honor to have you both on here. Thank you for coming!” James greeted the both of you. Partially acting because the cameras were rolling.

You and Sebastian beamed at him, proud of the title the fans and your cast mates have given you both over the years. “It’s always a pleasure to see you, James.”

James gives you both your name tags, pausing mid way while he was handing Seb his. James’ gaze shifts between you and Seb, “I’m sorry, you’re just both so beautiful.”

Seb bashfully thanks him, pulling you towards the seats, as you giggle behind him.

You and Seb sit towards the back, behind Don and Tom.

You all sit tight, talking amongst yourselves as you wait for the bus to start. In the seats were disposable cameras and some Late Late Show merch.

The bus hasn’t started driving yet, but you were all having too much fun with the disposable cameras.

Everyone was just taking pictures of each other. You and Seb took a couple selfies and some stolen shots of the others, mostly Anthony.

You even got a cute shot of Don and Tom:

Yes I know they used disposable cameras but I decided to tie in my ‘Polaroid’ series into this even though they’re not using Polaroids—just go with it😭

Being the more social one in the relationship, you were going up and down the aisle talking to everyone.

Seb stayed towards the back with Anthony and Winston. While you were at the front talking to Lizzie and Chris.

Being sad when you were all told to go sit down because you had to leave Lizzie.

Though it probably wasn’t shown in the video, I just KNOW that the filming for this segment was chaotic as fuck.

Chaotic in a good way.

But the whole bus was loud I just know it.

You could hear Mackie across from you talking loudly and laughing that contagious laugh of his.

You, Lizzie, Pom, and Zoe attempting to talk to each other from different spots on the bus over everyone else’s voice.

Chris and Paul can also be heard laughing all the way from the back.

James feeling like a parent because it felt like he was babysitting a bunch of toddlers.

The whole thing was freaking chaotic from the start, I mean ya’ll started the ‘tour’ with Benedict and Chris rubbing sunscreen on James’ legs.

Everyone passing around the sunscreen after, because it was sunny as hell and no one thought of wearing sunscreen.

Seb being a cheeky asshole and ‘accidentally’ smearing sunscreen across your face.

“Sebastian!” You gasped before a flash of light went off on you. When your eyes recovered from the flash you see Seb holding up a camera at you, snickering to himself.

James began to act as your guide, pointing out things like a coffee shop and explaining what it is.

All of you being childish and pretending to not know what a coffee shop or what a line is.

Laughing at Don when he got out of his seat and took a picture of the coffee shop. Like how he got into an over exaggerated position just to take a picture was funny.

Everyone being childish and acting as actual tourist in Los Angeles. Like pointing things out and asking about them or taking pictures of literally everything you drove by.

When Reggie Watts began that sing along thing everyone joined in, bopping and dancing along to the beat.

Like you guys are just having a really great time, happy to be in each other’s presence.

You could hear Sebby singing along to Reggie beside you, and you couldn’t help but just adore him singing and having fun.

He’d notice your stare, he may have had sunglasses on, but you could see the crinkle of his eyes from behind his sunglasses as he smiled at you.

“Na, na, na, na, na, na!” Seb repeated, leaning towards you to press a kiss on your temple.

Throughout the whole ride, he’d have his arm along the back of your seat or have it across your lap.

After the sing along, James went back to acting as a tour guide. He pointed to a red building—whatever it was—and deemed it as “Barbra Streisand’s holiday home”.

Josh Brolin, who was sat along at the back of the deck, raised his hand. “Excuse me! I—uh don’t mean to interrupt, but I have to use the bathroom. Can I use the bathroom?”

James pretending to cringe and telling him that in order to use the bathroom you have to be in three or more Marvel movies to use the bathroom—end credits don’t count.

Everyone being childish once again and yelling “OHHHHHHH!” Like a bunch of school kids.

James points to Tom, “Tom Hiddleston do you need the bathroom?”

Tom, with his soft voice and a small shrug says, “I’m actually okay!”

James then points to you and Seb, “My lovebirds at the back, Sebastian, (Y/n), do either of you need the bathroom?”

You and Seb glance at each other, “Nah we’re good.” Your boyfriend answers.

“Yeah, I used the bathroom before we came here.” You look behind your shoulder at Josh, a smug expression on your face, “Unlike some people.”

Josh flipping you off while everyone laughs at him.

Since Anthony and Seb aren’t sitting together, I just know that Anthony would be yelling at Seb from across the bus to get his attention.

No seriously, I saw them in the background of the video and even heard Mackie yelling lmao😭😂

“(Y/n) call Sebastian!” Anthony yelled at you from across the bus, pointing to the man beside you with a grin on his face.

You chuckle and nudge Seb, “Your boyfriend’s calling you.”

Seb would shake his head at you and turn his attention to Anthony; who just wanted to take a picture of Seb from his side of the bus.

James trying to get spoilers out of all of you but thankfully you all aren’t Tom Holland or Mark Ruffalo.

“Does anyone on this bus die in the next Avengers?” James asked. Suddenly you were all quiet, not a word coming out of any of you.

Until Paul began to scream his infamous line, “snITCHES END UP IN DITCHES!”

Getting confused when James suddenly asked the bus to stop and ran off the bus.

Next thing you know, you’re all hopping off the bus and walking into a comic store with a Spider-Man statue at the front.

Seb motioned to the statue and looked back and Anthony, “We gotta get a picture with that.”

Anthony instantly agreeing—he was willing to do anything to tease Tom Holland.

Seb’s not that huge with PDA, but he always needs to be touching you. So he’ll be interlocking your hands with his the moment you walk off the bus and all the way into the comic store.

Feeling thrilled to surprise the people who were shopping at the store.

You all walked around, mingled with some fans, taking selfies with them, and signed a few things.

You were looking at some Funko Pops with Lizzie when you felt a small tap on your leg.

You looked down to see a small girl looking up at you with wide eyes full of admiration. In her tiny hands was a Funko Pop of your character.

You and Lizzie instantly coo at the toddler, crouching down to her level so you can talk.

“Hey, sweetheart!” You greet her, taken back when she suddenly wraps her arms around you into a hug. You laugh wrapping your arms around her small figure and hugging her back.

“I love you so much!” She squeals into your ear, arms tightening around you. Your heart swelled as she excitedly babbled about how much she loved your character and how you were her favorite.

“I love you too! Oh my gosh, you’re so cute!” You decide to carry the toddler, who you later learned was named Lila. Her parents scolded her for distracting you from the other fans in the store, but you brushed them off, your attention focused on your tiny fan.

You carried her around while you met other fans and signed more comic books and merch.

You even introduced her to your other cast mates.

Sebastian’s heart absolutely melting at the sight of you with a baby.

Homie wants to wife you up one day and seeing you with a baby made his baby fever sky rocket.

“Lila, this is Sebastian! You know who he plays right?” You ask the toddler in your arms. Sebastian ducking a bit so he could hear her over the commotion in the store.

“Yeah, he’s the wiener soldier!” She replied. Both you and Seb had to hold back your laughs at her answer.

Lila bragging about how she loves you more than Sebastian.

Seb having to agree because he doesn’t wanna make a toddler cry.

Before you all left, you took pictures with Lila and her parents and signed a bunch of her merch.

^ the boys got their picture.

You guys get back on the bus only to come back to rolls of paper under your seats.

You all sang the “Avengers” song, singing screaming the lyrics dramatically.

Don and Anthony bringing on the vocals.

Before you guys get off the bus you all take a selfie together.

Leaving Chris Hemsworth on the bus and walking off the bus with your heart all warm and fuzzy because you had an amazing time with your boyfriend and your friends :)

This is so long holy shit

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[stayevildarling]

Please make the Cordelia showing her gfs a new magic trick into a fic.

Cordelia Goode x Wilhemina Venable x Billie Dean Howard x Reader- Tainting

TW: cursing, mention of smut

You wake up to the sun rising, birds tweeting outside the window and feeling a set of warm arms wrapped around you. Sleepily you open your eyes only to see it's Billie next to you, scrolling on her phone while holding you close. ''Good morning babydoll'' she says softly and puts her phone down. ''Morning Billie'' you say, your voice still sounding a bit croaky from just waking up. ''Are Mina and Delia at work already?'' you ask not actually remembering what your other two girlfriends said about work today. ''Yeah they left babydoll, which means I got you all to myself today'' the medium replies with a smirk and you chuckle. You stay in each others arms for a while, just enjoying the company of Billie because usually she would also be up and at work quite early in the morning, either in meetings or filming her show so you enjoy some alone time with her on your day off. ''Now how about breakfast Miss Howard?'' you ask and Billie replies ''Well I had something in mind'' looking up and down your body and biting her lip but you shake your head with a smile. ''Not now Miss Howard'' and you get up and walk into the kitchen and before walking off you say ''Maybe if you behave'' with a wink and Billie is quick to get out of bed and follow you

She chases you around the house and kitchen and wraps her arms around you from behind, kissing your cheek and turning you around. ''Don't be naughty kitten'' but you argue ''Naughty? I'm making you breakfast right now'' and Billie simply smirks before walking off, swaying her hips more than necessary and walking to the balcony to have cigarette. You can see her lighting it through the window and you can't help but stare at her while you get the necessary ingredients for breakfast. She looks stunning, even after waking up, without makeup and her hair a bit messy but she looks beautiful. You start mixing the ingredients into a bowl to make pancakes. ''What are you making kitten?'' Billie asks after coming back and sitting by the kitchen island. ''Pancakes'' you explain while trying to concentrate on filling it evenly into a pan. ''Yes I fucking love your pancakes'' Billie says and you chuckle a little while making some coffee for you and your girlfriend. After the pancakes are finished you set two plates on the island and sit opposite Billie. She takes a few bites and moans at the taste but she does it to annoy you, because she knows you hate whenever she makes those sounds and it's not in the bedroom. ''These are so fucking good'' she says and you smile and reply ''Mina would be mad at you right now'' and Billie furrows her eyebrows ''Why?'' and you explain ''You know she hates cursing'' and Billie rolls her eyes ''Well can you see her anywhere? No'' the blonde replies causing you to simply chuckle and carry on eating. ''Mina is a huge fucking hypocrite anyway'' Billie adds

After cleaning the kitchen and Billie barely able to keep her hands off you, you just made it to the sofa before Billie straddled you and started attacking you with kisses. ''I love having my babydoll all to myself'' she whispers in your ear while trailing kisses down your neck. You breathe heavy while Billie carries on making out with you. The two of you ended up spending quite a few hours on that sofa and you both ended up so sweaty that you took a shower together and the fun carried on in there. ''Mommy's gonna need a fucking cigarette after this babydoll'' she sighs and walks out the bathroom in her bathrobe, towel wrapped around her head and swaying her hips on the way to the balcony again. As you take a look at the time your eyes widen realizing you and Billie were at this for hours and Cordelia would return from the academy soon. Quickly you walk around the apartment and you pick up any rubbish or towels or Billie's lingerie on the floor and you tidy up. And just in time before the supreme enters after a long day at the academy. ''Hi Delia'' you say excitedly and she smiles lovingly at you ''Hello sweetheart'' she says before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. ''I missed you Delia'' you admit and Cordelia's eyes lock with yours. ''I missed you too sweetie'' she says and Billie walks in ''Well rude I thought you enjoyed my company today babydoll'' and you roll your eyes playfully while Billie greets Cordelia with a quick kiss on the lips. ''So what have you two been up to?'' Cordelia asks but Billie is quick to head to the sofa and watch her tv show as if nothing happened. ''Well I am going to make dinner for when Mina is back'' you say also not wanting to tell her you have mostly been doing each other all day. ''Well I see'' Cordelia says a bit flustered, her cheeks red.

You prepared some of Mina's favorite pasta, feeling bad that she always has to work so long and so much all day and hoping you could cheer up her day a little. Before you know it she is home and as you bring the food and plates into the dining room your three girlfriends are all there together. Delia is reading something, Billie watching her show and Wilhemina sitting by the table. ''Oh Hi Mina, I missed you'' you say and place a kiss on her lips. ''I missed you too little one'' she says and you ask ''How was your day?'' and she replies ''Good apart from the two idiots'' indicating her bosses. ''Dinner is done'' you shout, letting your other two girlfriends know. ''Hmm smells delicious sweetheart'' Cordelia says, kissing your cheek and Billie just still focussed on her show. ''Mind turning that show off Miss Howard?'' Wilhemina asks now a bit annoyed, just wanting to eat your food already. ''Okay okay calm down babydoll'' she says wanting to annoy Wilhemina with the petname and Mina simply rolling her eyes in a playful way. You four enjoy dinner, everyone talking about their days apart from you and Billie avoiding to actually say what you did all day. Mina talks about some upcoming projects at her work and her idiot bosses. Cordelia talking about Madison getting on her nerves and new students at the academy ''By the way after dinner I gotta show you this magic trick Zoe showed me'' Cordelia says and smiles. ''Cordelia you know I don't like all the magic stuff'' Wilhemina hisses but the supreme defends herself ''Wilhemina you only don't like the magic stuff when it doesn't involve sex'' and you and Billie glance at each other, trying hard not to laugh after Wilhemina just got absolutely roasted by Cordelia. After dinner, Billie helps you clean up, while Wilhemina takes a bath and Cordelia prepares to show you the magic tricks she discovered.

''Okay I will need a glass of water'' Cordelia says having prepared for the tricks to show you. You quickly get her one and you, Billie and Wilhemina all sit on the sofa, while Cordelia stands a few feet away with a cup of water on the sofa table. Wilhemina looks very displeased and not amused because like Cordelia said she only enjoys magical tricks that include orgasms. Billie is very excited and so are you because Cordelia doesn't usually show off anything especially not her magic so this must be exciting. Cordelia moves her hands and with a flick or her wrist the water shoots up in the air as if it's frozen and suddenly the water turns into shapes like little dolphins and letters or shapes like hearts and all that without spilling anywhere. Both yours and Billie's mouth is open, never having seen such cool magic before apart from the rose color changing spell and Wilhemina trying hard to stay unimpressed but it's obvious she also thinks it's amazing. Delia finishes the spell with a proud smile and making the water split in three heart shapes, making them fly towards you three in your favorite colors before dropping it all in the glass again and just like that there is the glass of water again as if nothing happened. Billie blinks a few times unable to believe this and after you can finally muster up a reply you say ''Cordelia that was so fucking cool oh my god'' and Cordelia simply smiles proudly while Wilhemina glares directly at Billie. ''What?'' the medium asks shrugging her shoulders. ''You tainted her'' Wilhemina states and snaps her head in the other direction. Not only hating anyone cursing, apart from herself but especially when you do it because she thinks you are way too pure and innocent and her putting the entire blame on Billie for this. ''Excuse me I have done nothing of such sorts'' Billie plays with her nails and tries to brush Wilhemina's comment off. ''Of course you have Billie, that foul mouth of yours constantly teaches her these words'' Wilhemina snaps and you and Cordelia just look at each other, not sure what to actually say. ''Well usually you like that foul mouth of mine Wilhemina especially when you beg me to eat you out'' Billie says and you simply try and not laugh because Wilhemina might actually kill you. ''I-'' Wilhemina says unable to even comprehend Billie's words let alone form a reply. ''Now come on you two, how about we just enjoy our evening together'' Cordelia suggests not wanting any arguing to happen, although she internally agrees with Mina because Billie really does have a foul mouth sometimes. ''I agree, how about movies and dessert?'' you ask excitedly almost sounding like a child. What you fail to see is that Wilhemina, Cordelia and Billie all looked at each other in the same moment when you mentioned dessert. ''How about we go to bed instead sweetheart?'' Cordelia asks, walking towards you while biting her lip and your insides flutters when you see her looking at you with bedroom eyes. ''Um yeah that actually sounds better'' you say and the three of them chuckle while following you into the bedroom.

[highlifeboat]

A week.

Bela had been at Donna’s for a week, and Cassandra was slowly being eaten away by the guilt. Daniela moped around and kept asking her moms when Bela was going to come back, but they couldn’t give her a straight answer. It was always “Soon” or “When she’s ready”, and that only seemed to make the redhead pout more. Alcina had gone to Donna’s just the other day to try and convince her eldest to come home, but had returned alone. Cassandra couldn’t eat, and didn’t sleep.

She didn’t often blame herself so much over fights with Bela. Her older sister was sensitive and most of the time Cassandra had considered her crying an overreaction but…. She knew this time it wasn’t.

She knew she’d gone too far, and she hated the feeling it gave her.

That’s probably why she was making the trek to Donna’s house alone in the first place. She was tired of hearing Daniela cry about missing Bela. She was tired of her mother looking stressed about it, and Mia and Zoe trying to tell her it would be okay. She was tired of not knowing if Bela was even still mad at her.

She was tired of fighting with her sister.

And as she banged on the manor’s door, she hoped Bela felt the same.

Cassandra anxiously shifted in place as she waited, rubbing her knuckles together until the door creaked open to reveal Donna and Angie. Donna tilted her head at her niece.

“Do you wanna see Bela?” Angie asked, and Cassandra gave a small nod. “Oooh, I dunno. She’s not gonna be happy!”

“Angie, I swear to God-” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Please, Donna, I really need to talk to her.”

The black clad woman let out a low hum, then nodded, motioning for Cassandra to stay where she was as she went to fetch the blonde. The middle sister started to shift again. She wasn’t even sure what she was going to say. She didn’t have anything thought out, and she didn’t have time either, but in a minute Bela stood in front of her, and Cassandra swallowed. She didn’t look… pissed, just tired and upset.

“What do you want?” Bela asked, holding onto the door.

Cassandra struggled to find her voice for a moment. “Uh… I… want you to come home.” She muttered. “Dani misses you, and so does Mother, and Mom, and Ma. And I miss you…” She rubbed her knuckles together.

Bela crossed her arms. “I didn’t go home with Mother, why would I go with you?”

“Because, uh…” Cassandra looked at her feet. “Because… Because I’m sorry?” Bela raised an eyebrow. “I-I know I can be a shitty person, and that it doesn’t seem like I care about you, or your feelings, but I do and I’m sorry. I-I’m sorry for everything.”

The blonde pursed her lips, looking down at the brunette. “...What you said really fucked with me, Cassandra….” She muttered.

“I know.”

“I hear that type of stuff a lot. Mostly from Mother Miranda….” They both wrinkled their noses at the name. “And it hurts in a way you can't understand, but I can deal with that. Hearing it from you, though…. It’s different. It's like being stabbed through the chest."

“I-I know.”

They shared a moment of silence.

“Do you really think I’m… n-not a real girl?” Bela eventually muttered, and Cassandra stared at her with wide eyes.

“No!” Cassandra yelled. “You’re more of a girl than I am! Even before the-I mean when you-Back when-Goddamn it-” She cursed herself. “You’ve always been a girl, Bela! If you feel like a girl, you ARE a girl! No matter what anyone else tells you, you’re my sister. My amazing, beautiful, sometimes bitchy, big sister. A-And I’m happy you are, even when I don’t act like it….” She played with her hands. “What I said, I didn’t mean it. Honestly, I didn’t. I-I was angry, and upset, and… i-it’s not an excuse. I shouldn’t have said it at all. I’m really sorry, Bela.”

Bela was quiet for a minute, then sighed. “I’m sorry, too. I said stuff I didn’t mean….” She leaned against the doorframe. “I’m just… tired of fighting with you, Cass….” Cassandra’s ears perked up at the nickname. “We both pushed each other. And I’m sorry, if I hurt you.”

“....Awkward sibling hug?” Cassandra offered, opening her arms, and Bela let out a huffed laugh.

“Awkward sibling hug.” She repeated, and the two shared a minute long embrace before letting each other go. “But if you ever say that shit again, I’ll take out your bones and rearrange them with your organs.” Bela deadpanned, and Cassandra gave a nervous laugh.

“Good threat….”

“Oh, it’s a promise.” The older sister smiled. “Let me say goodbye to aunt Donna and Angie, and I’ll take you home.”

Cassandra blinked, watching Bela disappear inside for a moment.

Well, at least she wasn’t mad at her anymore.

[flodaya]

Hey, so I wonder if you could maybe talk about wtfock s3 and why people say it was bad rep, I see a lot of criticism but I never see anyone explain why it was bad

originally I was going to tell you to go through my anti wtfock tag bc I have talked about his quite a lot before but I’m on a 2h train ride and have nothing to do so here i go (in no particular order)

1. milan - okay, here is the thing, milan is imo the best eskild adaptation when it comes to his relationship with zoe but the way he is written as a gay man is making me very uncomfortable and I am sure none of the writers have ever considered how a lot of is action look; he is in his mid 20s and has been portrayed to come onto minors not once but twice, also two minors who were clearly and visibly uncomfortable with his advances, this is making him look like the stereotype of the “predatory gay”, he tried to kiss Robbe in public knowing full well Robbe was in the closet and in s3 they tried to brush over it and had the audacity to make Robbe apologize to milan?? and the whole clip of milan flirting with moyo is written very badly, it’s both enforcing the predatory gay stereotype and the “every homophobe is secretly gay” cliche which just harms our community bc no, most homophobes are simply assholes who hate us for no reason, don’t excuse or try to explain their hatred by implying it’s self-hatred

2. the gay bashing - so I think with a lot of time between watching this scene live and getting called lots of insults by hardcore stans bc I criticized that decision publicly, i still hate it but I will say if they had wanted to really dive into violence against lgbt teens they could have, but in lots of other ways and with way more follow up clips and giving it a proper storyline with them actually ending up reporting these homophobes. I also think it was completely unnecessary to show the overhead shots of them lying presumed dead in the streets and then not following up with anything for hours, it was damaging and triggering in the worst way for a young queer audience, you can’t tell me that it was in any way cathartic for teens who went through something similar, if they had support immediately, like friends who protected them and showing them love and standing up for them it could have been a hopeful moment but this way it simply hurt and was for pure shock value, no I will not argue about this

3. the f slur and calling the first kiss sexual assault - unnecessary and just bad writing, again, for shock value! like honestly, having the main character call their love interest a homophobic slur is the most cishet writing decision ever, how the fuck do you come back from that? the whole Chernobyl conclusion was equally insensitive and simply too easily resolved.... like Robbe literally accused his love interest of sexual assault?? how did that not change their dynamic, why would sander trust and feel comfortable with Robbe immediately after again? why would they throw fake sexual accusations around like that right after a whole season about a girl getting sexually assaulted for real???

4. fetishizing of mlm characters - ok so pls watch druck’s queer sex scenes and compare them with Robbe and sanders and tell me there isn’t a clear difference. there is a way to portray teens being sexually active in a tasteful way with the message of consent, and then there is sexualizing teens having sex for the entertainment of a mostly female audience; honestly robsan’s first time was actually quite alright, it was a little awkward with the shoes and falling off the bed but the following two sex scenes are way more explicit than necessary. I am not a big fan of skamfr sex scenes but I definitely see that their attempts is to make it artsy, like mayla and the lights and elu and the paint, both ways that I personally think aren’t realistic and healthy ways of portraying sex between minors but it’s still way less fetishizing than robsan shower scene or the cyber sex scene. anyway kieutou and davenzi sex scene supremacy

5. dialing up the homophobia to 100 - the boy squad throwing around the f slur in s1 as if they were trying to reclaim it; I also really think there is something so ugly and sinister about the fact that they made moyo (the only black character!!) the most homophobic

6. The biphobia that no one wants to talk about, this fandom is so quick to call out the smallest panphobia but characters can literally give biphobic definitions of bisexuality and y’all are “suddenly i can’t read”

7. the girls squad literally hunting Robbe down for fun trying to out him in season 2 - it made me so uncomfortable, this storyline makes me uncomfortable in every version but wtfock just made it so much more aggressive......

8. jens - so he had a personality transplant between seasons, good for him, but even with his new non-homophobic personality he still isn’t the “bicon” that you all pretend he is; also I will forever hate his “so what” reaction to Robbe coming out, worst possible reaction you can have to your friend coming out, literally I will friendship break up with you if you give zero fucks about me trusting you enough to share such an important part of myself with you

9. Sander the serial cheater - hello!?? making your pansexual character cheat constantly is the worst, it’s enforcing such overused and harmful stereotypes about mga ppl

you can simply tell this was written by a cishet writers room. there is probably more but this is what I can remember from the top of my head, it really isn’t good queer rep. I’ve rewatched s3 a few weeks ago for some reason and I am assuming ppl who like robsan and s3 simply ignore 80% of the season bc yeah there are some good moments but they’re rare and with all the context it’s just a badly written season

[angelhummel]

could you rank the degrassi next class characters?

gladly!! also sorry in advance if you love any of the characters im about to shit on lol

20. Frankie Hollingsworth. Almost had her second to last but. No. Klu Klux Fran?? The ZOO?? I can't even talk about her she's just so damn annoying and racist and omg. And she was being pushed as the new Main Girl which made everything all the more offensive and unbearable

19. Esme Song. Sorry but I do not think she had a single redeeming trait. She had nothing she stood for, no actual character beyond being an antagonist to every single other person on the show. Like she thinks Shay is stupid for being embarrassed about getting her period on her boyfriend's pants, and yet she calls Yael disgusting for having armpit hair?? So what's the truth? And people are like "well she's mentally ill" to excuse all she does. Well Maya is mentally ill and Esme makes fun of her too. So who's side are we on? Like I would've liked to see her get help and develop but we didn't get that so.

18. Hunter Hollingsworth. Terrorist. Not even interesting enough to be an actual school shooter. Just a waste of a character. Sexist, violent, had a plot about wanting to play video games at school. I'm so bored. Only not at the bottom bc I feel like he wasn't in my face as much

17 & 16. Baaz Nahir & Vijay Maraj. Thing 1 and Thing 2 to the would be school shooter. Clowns. They were a terrible group and I cringed any time they had a plot together. Annoying together, useless on their own. Hard pass

15. Yael Baron. The final member of the above group. Was mostly boring and annoying and especially dumb for being romantically interested in Hunter. Only gets bonus points for their coming out as nonbinary plot. After their makeover I was literally crying

14. Jonah Haak. Mostly disliked him for being in a relationship with Frankie. Like I'm sure they were only a year or two apart but he felt so much older than her. It was gross. And mostly he's just really blah. The attempt at a straight edge character at that point was. Hilarious. at least.

13. Winston Chu. Seemed harmless at first but idk all the boys were shifted high into clown mode when this show hit netflix. The incident with the geisha and Japanese soldier costumes? Defending Zoe against Esme? Then later telling Goldi maybe she should take her hijab off to cause less of a fuss? Bruh.

12. Saad Al'Maliki. Honestly I felt like he was the one with the most braincells most of the time. Probably pissed me off the least. But he was also in the least amount of episodes and didn't make much of an impression on me. Was mostly just boring. But I'll take boring over everything that came before

11. Lola Pacini. Degrassi has a knack for introducing the worst and most obnoxious characters and then eventually making you love them. Lola was not quite that. I hated her for the longest time but it decreased a bit near the end. I got emotional when she had her abortion. And when she gave Yael their makeover. And when she reached out to Saad and convinced him not to leave. I feel like I could've grown to like her more if the show went on, but again... Oh also I hate her and Miles together sorry

10. Grace Cardinal. Ugh Grace is confusing to me. I wasn't the biggest fan of her story with Zoe. I mean sure you're allowed to hook up with someone and then realize "oh that's not for me" but it was handled so awkwardly. Like she slept with Zoe just to be like "damn i hate when everyone thinks i'm a lesbian :/" like why. Idk she was fine but I'm not over the moon about her

9. Goldi Nahir. Ugh okay I feel like they didn't know what to do with her. Like she had the plotline about if she should take off her hijab or not. And she had to teach the poor whities about racism. That was about it? She was adorable and sweet and a bright spot in the show but ugh she deserved better than what she was surrounded with lol

8. Shay Powers. Again, it's not her fault she's stuck in a show written by 70 year old white people. But the black girl is completely oblivious to the racism of her friend? She has to ask her dad if a racist thing is really racist? She's never experienced racism? Ok Degrassi. They treat all their black girls like shit and I feel like I just stan them out of spite bc of that lol. But she's cool and a nice person and she's into sports so she's at least doing stuff

7. Rasha Zuabi. Another generally nice and cool character that I have positive feelings for. Also she was gay so yay. Loved her story with Zoe. I think there was just one moment where I was like "wtf are you doing" but compared to everyone else it's not a big deal

6. Zig Novak. I have to admit that all my enjoyment of his character comes from before Next Class. He was such a sweetie and then he left and came back acting dumb as hell. That was not my boy in Next Class. But ahhh he's still my boy sorry I love him <3

5. Deon "Tiny" Bell. Basically the same as Zig above. But I feel like he maybe had a few less moments of being an asshole? Also his promposal for Shay was cute <3 Wait didn't he also date Lola? Wasn't a fan of that either.

4. Zoe Rivas. She was the one dressed up as a geisha lol (: Oh boy Next Class was something else. Umm it was nice to see her process of accepting herself as a lesbian. I feel like it took forever tho. Which is understandable irl but this is a tv show lol. I didn't enjoy her sucking Zig off in the woods. Not fun. But her relationship with Rasha was one of my fave things about NC

3. Tristan Milligan. The amount of hate Tristan gets is faaaar too much. He's one of my favorites of the whole show honestly. I think he's funny and dramatic and a great addition to the show. But he gets knocked down bc I can't remember anything he did in Next Class other than BEING IN A FUCKING COMA FOR A WHOLE SEASON. He's already Owen's brother, he's suffered enough. But I love his relationship with Miles. And him helping Zoe accept herself

2. Miles Hollingsworth. Yes another character I wasn't fond of at first. Hated his relationship with Zoe and thought he was just boring. Truthfully I think I only became interested when he started dating Tristan lol. Plus omg with his family?? It's a miracle he got out at all. He went through so much bullshit and he was especially going through it in Next Class. He was kind of a hot mess but also I just care a lot about him. He deserves the world <3

1. Maya Matlin. Is Maya really my fave?? I guess so! Yet another character I wasn't fond of at first. Which is insane bc we just got to the part in our rewatch where she first shows up and I'm like !!! baby girl!! So precious!!! And I wanted to cry thinking of what she's about to go through. I feel like her character is treated with some of the most respect and care. Her motivations and mental health decline all make sense storywise. I just care a lot about her and got super emotional watching everything in her story, especially the later parts in NC

Wow this is a lot!! But I hope you enjoyed my ranking and explanations lol. Also like. Everyone was racist. Everyone was mentally ill. That was the whole show. It was a hot mess and truth be told I am not a fan. Even the characters I love, they were acting weird here. Like I said about Zig and Tiny and their character regression. And I think it was the same for like Tristan and Zoe and plenty of others too. Everyone was off, idk how to explain it. But that's my ranking for the hot mess that was Next Class!!

Thank you for the ask, ily <3

[ayellowcurtain]

would you ever write about Sander and Milan talking about Robbe before he came home (woensdag 17:21) and Sander gushing over him and maybe talking about how the night @ the hotel went (mania aside)

Sander feels exhausted like he never felt before, but somehow, he doesn’t feel bad at the same time. It’s a good type of sleepy, one he doesn’t remember feeling before. 

Everything around him is comfortable, just the right amount of warm and everything: the pillow, the sheets, the entire bedroom smells like Robbe to him and that’s nothing better than that. 

Sander rolls around in Robbe’s bed because he can and because Robbe’s side is now empty and smelling like him. Nobody is watching so Sander hugs the pillow underneath him tighter and falls back asleep. 

For once he’s feeling rested, at ease. It takes him a minute to understand he’s not in his bed when he wakes up and the first thing he manages to think is that he doesn’t need his bed anymore, this is so much better. He moves his legs enough to get rid of the sheet, still relaxing on the bed. 

Robbe insisted on helping him take his clothes off when they got home last night, so Sander needs a little time when he sits to find his pants and his phone inside one of the pockets. 

The sun is mananging to sneak inside the mostly dark bedroom in between the two sides of the curtain and from underneath it’s making the floor glow like it has an aura. 

It’s almost midday and Sander wishes he was still tired and sleepy so he could snuggle back where Robbe usually sleeps, but he’s wide awake. And Robbe is still out or he would be here, climbing on Sander’s lap, asking how he’s feeling. 

Since his phone is still on his hands, Sander texts his boyfriend that he misses him terribly and for him to come home - and that he wishes his test went well - and Sander realizes he doesn’t know when Robbe is coming back. So he should get out and deal with everyone else. 

It’s their home too and Sander doesn’t want to bother more than he’s probably already bothering. 

He wishes Robbe had a bathroom inside his bedroom so he could at least take a shower and look less ill before facing Robbe’s friends. The shower will have to wait, maybe until Robbe is home and the others are out to do something. 

So Sander puts his clothes back on and stares at Robbe’s closet, getting up and stopping in front of it, analyzing the clothes he can see in between the half open doors. 

Some he recognizes, but Robbe definitely has favorites and Sander grabs one of them, putting it on, laughing at how it fits so well on him and Robbe buys them for himself. But Sander is not complaining! 

Before leaving Robbe’s bedroom - or while trying to come up with excuses to stay there - Sander makes his boyfriend’s bed and opens the curtains and a little bit of the windows. He puts his bag under Robbe’s desk and finally creates the courage to get out, hoping the flat is completely empty so he can drink some water and go back to bed. 

As soon as he steps outside, he runs into Milan going to the kitchen, holding a mug with both his hands. Sander doesn’t know what to say, if Milan is surprised to see him there, if he should explain, but Milan is quicker than him. 

“Hello!” 

“Hi...” Milan continues on his way to the kitchen like nothing weird is going on and he moves his head, signaling for Sander to follow him and so Sander does, trying to leep himself away from any problem with the roommates. 

“How are you? I made some coffee, I think it’s still hot...” Sander doesn’t answer, but Milan pours him some coffee in a mug anyway. 

It feels like it’s not a secret that he was sleeping there and Sander is a little relieved by that, not having to explain how he got there and what happened before. If it was hard for him to be broken up with Robbe, Sander assumes - way too confidently for someone who’s the one to blame for their break up - that Robbe was sad too and that Milan probably knows all about it. At least it doesn’t feel like he hates Sander now, so it’s a start. 

“I’m good...and you?” He wants to ask if Milan knows when Robbe is coming home, but he decides to wait a little, to see how badly he fucked up with Milan by breaking his baby’s heart. 

“Good too. Slept like a baby last night! This past week was a living hell around here, but everyone seems to be getting better now, so I’m good!” 

Sander looks up from the mug Milan just put in front of him, smelling like good, hot coffee. It doesn’t look like he wanted to hint something at Sander, just that he was actually talking about how he was doing so Sander drinks his coffee and tries not to think about how Robbe was during the past week. 

“I think you started something, you know.” Milan turns around, leaning against the counter, looking at Sander and drinking his coffee and Sander looks up, knowing this is where Milan will drag him back to reality, making sure he knows how badly he hurt Robbe, “Zoe and Robbe are shopping for their Christmas gifts. Robbe is not a holiday type of person. He wasn’t, at least, until you came here and forced him to set his shoe out.” 

Sander exhales loudly, just then noticing he was holding his breath. Milan smiles at him and Sander drinks a little bit more of his coffee. 

“He said he didn’t have any traditions with his family before so I thought about changing that. I’m glad that it worked.” 

Milan nods his head and grabs a jar full of cookies, putting it on the table so they can eat while they talk. 

He doesn’t talk about the things Sander was afraid to hear. Milan talks about Zoe and Senne breaking up, about Robbe wanting to help distract Zoe with some shopping, how happy he was this morning, how Milan had a date last night, but canceled to be with Zoe. 

Sander is happy to not talk about himself and he doesn’t care about hearing all about Zoe’s break up problems, it’s a good way to distract himself from his own thoughts. 

Once they run out of coffee, Milan offers them to move to the living room. Senne’s things are still there and he left a boardgame that they never played and Milan wants to learn. Sander makes a stop at Robbe’s bedroom to take his medication, making sure to put everything back inside his bag before he goes to the living room. 

It’s a weird, tricky game, but they start playing anyway just to pass the time. 

As the day goes by - excrutiatingly slow without Robbe around - Sander can tell that Milan is getting curious. It’s very clear that he wants to ask about things so Sander stays quiet, hoping that will make Milan change his mind. 

“Robbe said you two went to a fancy hotel...” Sander stops thinking about his next move on the game and looks at Milan. He’s still smiling and relaxed so maybe he doesn’t know the whole story. 

“Yeah, hm, I wanted to surprise him, so...it was nice.” 

“Nice? He said it was the best night of his life!” Sander looks at Milan, not sure if he’s being honest now, but Sander hopes he is. Milan looks excited, at least, talking loudly and sitting closer to hear all about what happened between him and Robbe inside the hotel suite. Sander hopes Robbe had fun that night before everything went to shit. 

He leans against the couch behind him, trying to remember of every detail of that night and he notices how Milan wiggles his eyebrows, noticing how big Sander is smiling. 

“Yeah, it was the best night. Robbe is the best.” 

Milan laughs and Sander feels his whole body heating up, but just the right amount, making him snuggle more comfortably inside Robbe’s clothes.

“God, you’re so in love! It even makes me want to know how that feels, but just for half a second.” 

Sander laughs, shaking his head, checking the time on his phone, hoping Robbe comes home soon. 

“It’s only good when it’s with Robbe. So I guess I’m lucky and you’re not.” 

Milan snorts while he makes his move on the game. 

[elejahfanfic]

Hello Love/2

Fanfiction

Part 2

AU story with tvd characters

Miguel Galindo x Elena Gilbert💖

Ft. Klaroline, Kennett

It's a love story -no vampires. Human.

Featuring a song by David Bisbal_Me enamore de ti

Also, Yemaya is played by Zoe Saldana.

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So much is going on in this ch, there is so many characters - I hope it still has a coherent flow - 😅

Thanks for reading. 😀😘

Tag_@miguelsbrat

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Niklaus, or better known as Klaus to his family and friends, just taken a cab to take him to the Mikaelson residence.

He still wasn't sure if he made the right decision to return home after so many years abroad, where he had built a very good reputation and established himself as a prominent young architect making his firm The Wolf Group, as they called themselves, one of the very best. He left it to be run by his partner, Marcel Gerard.

It was one morning after he spoke to Miguel that he made the abrupt decision to take a sabatical year and spend time with the family. Actually, to be precise, with his siblings, as his relationship with his parents was not a good one.

***

Meanwhile

In Rebekah's office, she was looking at the photographs that were to go in the next issue.

"Get me Damon" she said to her assistant Vicki.

"Anything else?" Vicki asked.

"No. I'll be working till late, so you can go. Thanks" Rebekah said.

The eldest of them was Finn, who tragically died in a car crash, at the age 20. Niklaus was their second child. He was three years old when they adopted Miguel.

Rebekah chose to work hard to prove to her father that she can get the fashion magazine up and running and make a huge success of it when she took over. So, at work she was known as the shrew, some of her co-workers would refer to her as a blood-sucker at times. The Mikaelson family was regarded as the most ambitious when business was concerned. Their parents taught their children to be excellent, to strive to excel. To be the best. And they made them proud.

After, Kol, Rebekah and finally Henrik followed.

Miguel fell in love and chose to go to live in San Diego to work after he married. And as his wife died, instead of returning to New York, he chose to go to Mexico City. As for Klaus, after finishing his studies decided to travel the world, finally settling in Europe starting to work as an architect in a small firm.

The Mikaelsons were a big family.

But lately, work was all she had on her mind.

Damon got to her office in a little while, and as he entered the first thing she said was-

"We are professionals and personal stuff should never affect the work-still- I am going to say this, because Elena is my friend and I love her dearly - you're an asshole! If you weren't so damned good at what you do I would kick you to the curb."

"That's not bad. I kind of thought you would dagger me!" Damon said.

"Let's get to work. Look at those", she now showed what she didn't like about those photos and asked for a new photo session with the next month's cover person.

***

Elsewhere

Bonnie and Caroline met Elena for some good old retail therapy. The best remedy when trying to kinda mend a broken heart. A change in style, hair was Caroline's suggestion. Also, they all had already received an electronic invitation to the Mikaelson cocktail night. And they need great dresses for the occasion.

Elena kept quiet about her unusual meeting in the cafe.

*

In the Upper East Side, Miguel met his son at his new school. Cris as he and all his family and friends called him didn't want to go to a private school, and so Miguel enrolled him in the public school recommended by Rebekah.

Cristobal, looked a lot like his mother, very savvy, goodhearted teenager, who knew exactly what he wanted in his life. He was very close his father. The death of Emily, cut them both and glued them even more together. Sometimes Cristobal took more care of his father, than the other way around. Mostly because Miguel was very dedicated to his work.

There were certain things he still needed to do regarding the transfer, and he now dealt with all that.

"There something different about you dad" he said to him when they got out of the school.

"In what way?" Miguel looked surprised at his son.

"I don't know.  But- different! You have a happy face."

"I have a happy face?"

"Yes. Usually it's - just serious." Cristobal said as he opened the car door.

Miguel looked at the watch and he had promised their housekeeper Senora Vega that they would be on time for the evening dinner. "Come on, we are late."

And there was a certain truth, he felt different. The woman Elena that he had met in the cafe was not getting out of his head. He had not felt a tingle in his heart for a woman for a very long time.

***

Greenich Village

Elena returned home later that evening and looked at the dress she chose for the cocktail party. Then at her new hairstyle, running her hands through them, inhaling deeply.

"Stop it!" she said to herself in the mirror, "stop thinking about him. Don't need anyone right now. Good-he looked so good in the three-piece suit- too good. "I am going crazy- what's wrong with me?!"

This man was not even her type. She prefered guys in jeans, with a badboy vibe about them. 'Mike' was completely the opposite. What was happening to her. Rebound thoughts. Totally crazy. Sliding the dress safely into the small closet, she went to the living room and put one of her mix playlists on.

Taking her laptop, she made hetself comfortable on the sofa. It was time to do some work. Lena's Cookie website needed updating. Browsing through the photos of her recent cookie creations made her stumble on a few she had done for her friend Yemaya's birthday. Though she was from Brasil, she was very much into mexican art and so she had requested mexican sugar cookies for her birthday fiesta.

Thinking of 'Mike', she looked up a recipe from her notes.

Me enamoré de ti, jamás lo imaginaba

Que algun día yo, de amor iba a vivir

***

A couple of blocks away

"Move in with me" he blurted out inbetween kisses and half way to bed disregarding supper.

"Enough of work." Bonnie said closing Kol's laptop nestling comfortably on his lap, pulling him into a kiss.

Kol finished writing the draft of his last research paper.  Bonnie sneaked up on at him with a trey of food and wine.

"Who is joking? Move in with me. I'm serious. I want you here - all the time. It's crazy paying for two apartments, sleeping ovet here- there."

"Ok," Bonnie said,"yeah, let's be practical"

"This is not about being practical," Kol drew his fingers up her cheeks, looking at her dreamily, "I really want you here with me all the time."

"When you look at me that way, I could never say no."

"You drive me crazy" Kol smiled, "At times I can't believe you are real - and you are with me"

"Shut up and kiss me" Bonnie pressed her forfinger on his lips.

She was a person so very open hearted, giving and so loving. He met her accidently, so he thought, as he waited for Rebekah to meet him for lunch at the bar. He didn't know that the Rebekah and the others set Bonnie and he up on a blind date. He complained to Rebekah that he had no luck in the love department and that he had enough of dates that led to nowhere.

He kissed her, and he took that as a 'yes'.

***

Stefan met his fellow journalist Yemaya for a last minute check before he gave in his article for print.

"Stop joking"

"Want to grab a drink?" he asked casually.

"Just one!" she stressed out, "Last night I had one too many"

"Wow- in the middle of the week ?!"he teased her as he knew her rule not to drink during the week.

"We took Elena out to kick her shoes off. She was really down."

"I heard," Stefan said, "I cannot make excuses for my brother, he is not bad-but he makes hell of mistakes."

"All the time!" Yemaya added.

"Yeah, but I am not really into the Damon- Elena talk. Actually, I need a date for a cocktail party?!"

"You got invited too?!" Yemaya was surprised.

"Maybe it was some mistake, but it came from Mikael's official e-mail!" Stefan said.

"Yes. I would like to be your date!" Yemaya accepted happily.

"Good!"- Stefan smiled, and  now waited for her to finish off what she was doing.

 ***

Days went by in a flash, and everyone had mostly work on their mind. Well, not everyone. Elena had something else on her mind, or rather someone else.

The Mikaelson cocktail party started to be the thing everyone started to talk about.

Esther and Rebekah were deeply immersed in the event. Everything had to be perfect.

Esther had invited all her family for a family brunch the day before.

Kol, Miguel and Cristobal arrived an hour before the meal. Cristobal immediately went with Henrik, who was two years older than him and that was a bit strange as he was in actual fact his uncle.

"What is not weird with this family" Cristobal said looking at Henrik wide-eyed.

"I kind of have to get to know Klaus and Miguel- they look too serious" Henrik said.

"Dad can be fun-he just doesn't like to show it much!" Cristobal explained. "Show me the last vynils you’ve bought."

"Come on" Henrik said gesturing to follow him to his room.

*

Rebekah walked in the living room all chirpy, "Gossiped much?!"

"No. Why would you think so?" Klaus said. "Then you have changed- you always had something smart to say about me"

"I did hear already comments about what a dragon you are at work, " Klaus teased, "it's only fashion, but I guess it has to be run with military precision. Father must be very proud!"

"There-you see" Rebekah looked at Miguel, who wanted to stay out of it.

"I hear you have new friends," Klaus said,"kicked the old snobby ones to the curb, I hear"

"I am sick of her snoby friends- yes-I have managed to make proper friends, and if you behave, maybe I will introduce them to you!" Rebekah shot back at her brother tapping him on the shoulder.

Esther walked into the Salon and there was gladness in her heart. All her children were there, and that was a rare occasion in the last years.

Her husband now joined them and they sat down for a very different brunch they all were used to. It was warm, chatty and quite lively.

Esther was counting her blessings, though her heart was not entirely at ease.

***

The next day, the pre-cocktail buzz was already in full flow with both the hosts as well as their invites.

Caroline talked to Elena over the phone about the cocktail party and Klaus.

"He looks really good," Caroline said, "you should check his site- he has done some amazing stuff."

"Caroline, you are telling me that I get into things head over heals like instantly. Rebekah is great, but he is a Mikaelson. Do you really want to get involved with one of them?"

"Elena, I know what you're thinking. Too close to home. Could mess up a great friendship if things go bad"

"Not thinking anything. Ok. I got to go. See you later"

"I will pick you up," Caroline said, "oh, I went back and changed the dress. I am wearing the blue dress - right- Jess is hear to do my hair. I will see you soon."

"Ok." Elena put the phone down.

Elena went to do her hair and make up herself. She was good in anything creative. She decided to wave it a bit and pin one side. She was going for a more natural look, and yet looking glam.

Simplicity has always been her motto. And yet, everything she did never looked simple. From her range of cookies to her relationships. 

The door bell went and Elena was surprised to see Yemaya at the door. She had already been ready and dressed.

"Hey- Sorry. I just had to come" the woman stormed in.

Elena could see that her friend was all flustered. Something major must have happened for her to be coming and not calling.

Elena now waited to hear her spill the beans.

"Ok -I am going to say it- huh- I slept with Stefan. We went for a drink and it was just one drink -and we talked and he drove me home and then we kissed and then we kissed some more and- you know the rest."

Elena didn't understand what was so bad about it. He and Yemaya were work collegues. And that is exactly now what was Yemaya's concern.

"I said I would never get involved with someone I work with."

"Shall I guess what you told him in the morning?! Exactly that?! Right?"

Yemaya nodded. 

***

In the Mikaelson Mansion, Esther Mikaelson was going through the list with her personal party organizer for the afternoon cocktail party the family was hosting for an exlusive charity event for the hospital Miguel and Kol worked for. Just one look from her said volumes when she was displeased with something. When her favourite sister died in the car crash, everyone thought that she would retreat and never come back, as she did go away for a year to grieve and be by herself. The grief changed something in her, she became a recluse, but adopting Miguel, brought her back to life. As he now walked out into the garden, greeting her with a small kiss on the cheek.

"How are you, querida madre?"

"Very well - even better now that you and Cristobal are here." Esther replied.

"This looks beautiful. Thank you for doing this."

"Darling, it is nothing. It's my pleasure. Where is Cristobal?"

"With Henrik" Miguel said and now greeted Kol and Bonnie.

Kol then went on to introduce Bonnie to Klaus and Miguel. Rebekah quickly snatched Bonnie away from the men.

"So, I'm hearing wedding bells from the distance!" Klaus teased Kol.

"Unlike you, I actually want one woman for myself!" Kol threw back at him.

"You haven't changed at all!" Klaus said. "I will leave you two to discuss whatever medical thing you will discuss"

"Bonnie" Miguel started, " she seems to be lovely!"

"What about you? Are you never going to find someone again?” Kol asked his brother.

"I don't know," Miguel said, "maybe"

"What does that mean? Have you met somebody?" Kol continued with the quizzing. "Dr Ruben has set her eyes on you. She's been asking me if you were dating anyone?"

"Please don't play the matchmaker." Miguel warned.

"Don't worry -"

Cris and Henrik came up to them and Kol now turned to them, quizzing them about the band they were forming.

The guest started arriving and Cris now observed how Esther and Mikael, together with Rebekah glided among the guests and how masterfully they played the hosts.

Damon and Stefan arrived together. Krystal made a solo appearance. 

Elena, Yemaya and Caroline entered like a grand trio.

Rebekah was there like a shot and greeted her friends.

"Who invited Krystal?" Caroline shot at Rebekah straight out seeing the woman mingling with some of the guests.

"Father's office - she is the best model and it's about business -if you thought that this was a family thing only, then you are mistaken -come on -let me introduce you to Miguel and Klaus."

Elena's heart dropped when she heard the name, but when she actually saw that it was the man she had met in the cafe, her heart started beating uncontrollably. She tried to keep her composure as Rebekah officially now introduced them.

"Hello" Miguel said, curling a smile at the brunette.

"Hello" Elena muttered and smiled back at him, “I thought your name is Mike?!”

"Uhm - it's Miguel - when we were kids Rebekah would call me Mikey - uhm - I don’t know why I introduced myself using my childhood nickname - just felt like - I suppose being back in New York”

"Oh, you've met?" Rebekah said slightly wide-eyed.

"Yes- a few days ago" Miguel said, his eyes still fixed on Elena.

Se pinta de colores toda mi alma

Con esa dulce luz de tu mirada

Y al verte sonreír, vuelvo a tener fe

Elena nodded, confirming it was so, looking at her friend and then at the suave looking cardiologist.

The waitress with champagne cocktails approached them and Miguel now took the glasses and offered one to her.

"Strawberry Bellini! I think you will like it." Miguel said to the brunette.

"Thank you!" Elena took the glass. She was at ease now. His charm just enveloped her and she didn't care anymore that she had seen Damon and Krystal at the party.

Not standing far from them, Caroline already chatted with Klaus as if they knew eachother forever. He offered her a Mimosa cocktail. 

"You are looking in the direction of that brunette like she had done something to you so disgracefully" Klaus commented since Caroline looked at Krystal off and on.

_ to be continued

[hecohansen31]

This embarrassing moment when Reader, Miss Mead and Michael are together, something happens to him, he gets hurt, without thinking he wailed "Mommy !" and, at the same time, Miss Mead and Reader respond, before looking at each other, Miss Mead with big surprised eyes and Reader being ashamed. Baby Michael has two moms, but they do not really have the same relationship with him... Fufufu !

(A/N): Hello lovely!

Apparently, lately it has been the “mommy kink” festival! (Not that I am complaining because like... don’t want to kinkexpose myself, but like... hey...).

And I honestly love this request, because I don’t know if you can see this, but like... I have a pendant for funnier and domestic request... so if you have more, I am here for them!

(Also updates on what I am doing: I am writing a fic, I know I said I wouldn’t be writing them for a bit, but like... I literally love this, and you’ll probably see for Halloween, so...).

(Also this is the reason if a few asks are a bit late, and also... I LOVE ALL OF YOU ROMAN GODFREY FELLOW LOVERS! We stan one rich boy in this household).

WARNINGS: Mommy Kink (Mention).

It was your first meeting with Mrs Mead, the beloved mother of your beloved boyfriend.

And you obviously couldn’t help but be “a slight” nervous.

You checked yourself in the mirror for the umpteenth time to make sure your elegant dress was spotless and that not a single hair was out of place from the updo you had chosen for the simple trip to “that nice place where they make the bestest french-toast in New Orleans”, according to Michael.

You smiled a bit, at the childish manners of your wizard boyfriend, a bit saddened about the fact that sadly you didn’t see him as much as before, since the Hawthorne boys had transferred back to their rightful home, although you knew that each witch had rejoiced the lost of the annoying boys (and even a bit you, since, you hadn’t much love for anyone who wasn’t Michael or professor Moore, from that school).

It was hard at first, although it was even harder for Michael, who felt a bit abandoned in his situation, unlike you, who had amazing friends to stop you from feeling awful…

… but thank Satan skype existed and so did Facetime and messages, so that you could lessen a bit Michael’s aching longing for you.

And you were extremely thankful for the free weekends, where you would drive to Hawthorne and hang out with your favorite wizard (once you had joked you had been there to see John Henry, indeed “your favorite wizard” and Michael hadn’t spoken to you for a day).

And you were thankful that you got to spend the day in your favorite city with your warlock and the person he treated as his mother, loving her as such, although you couldn’t help but be a bit overwhelmed and scared by Mrs Mead’s judgement.

What would Michael do, had she not approved you?

You knew that your love was solid, but you also realized that the family he had built with the Satanist woman might have been something that stood before you and so it might be more impactful than you, a simple witch.

You were extremely relived to see them arrive on time and immediately exited Robinchaux, meanwhile Madison mocked you with very vulgar gestures (you honestly hoped Mrs Mead hadn’t seen them) meanwhile Misty Day and Zoe gave you thumbs up to encourage you a bit.

Michael was waiting outside the car, parked on the sideways of the road, and when he saw you, he immediately reached out to envelop you in an hug, before raising you a bit off the ground, meanwhile you squealed of surprise, completely forgetting about your anxiety.

He jokingly brushed your noses together, before capturing your lips softly for a sweet kiss in which you melted completely, with your arms loosely around his neck, meanwhile your toes caught the ground, again.

A low cough brought yourself apart and you couldn’t help but blush lightly, meanwhile Mrs Mead came forward, holding out an hand for you to take it and gently grip it tightly, but not “I-Want-To-Crush-Your-Hand” tightly

-I am (Y/N) (L/N)- you mumbled as lowly as you could, trying to keep your voice from wavering pitifully and gaining a smile from the older woman, all dressed in black, who kept her eyes on you face the entire time of the exchange -It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mrs Mead-.

-Oh, sweetie, you can call me Myriam! – the woman saluted her gently, gripping back her hand -… Michael has talked so much about you-.

-I hope only good things- you joked, gently entwining your fingers together with Michael’s, who sent a disgruntled look on your way, making you smirk.

-I don’t think that my boy could have bad words for someone who love him so much- giggled softly Mrs Mead and you blushed again, turning to hide your face in Michael’s neck, who smirked even brighter although a light dust of pink covered his cheeks.

-Can we now go? – propose softly Michael, looking at Mrs Mead with bright eyes, and with an hand on his soft tummy -…I am hungry! -.

Of course, your boyfriend was always hungry and you giggled, sharing a knowing look with Mrs Mead, who was a joy for the entire trip towards the french-toast place, although you did have to say that the little conversation on her likes and dislikes with Michael had helped you.

So, after a little talk about your musical taste and what your family did (avoiding talking about their extremely catholic faith) you had warmed up the black-clothed woman’s heart.

That was till Michael tried eating a too hot french-toast, immediately burning his tongue and utter a pained “mommy”.

You and Mrs Mead had immediately turned around, catching each other in the action, and although you were definitely less surprised, since she was obviously Michael’s motherly figure, she didn’t hide the surprise to your immediate reaction, and you couldn’t help but feel ashamed.

You immediately backed off, thinking that you had screwed up everything, letting Mrs Mead take care of her boy, meanwhile you clutched his hand in yours, trying to give him some comfort and support, not meeting the other woman’s eyes.

This dynamic was pretty common between you and Michael (and between your friends, mostly because of that time Madison saw Michael standing outside of your room, waiting for you to come back from a library session with Zoe and asked jokingly “are you waiting for your mommy, poor baby?” and Michael had just nodded, traumatizing effectively poor Madison).

You were used to being a caregiver to others and Michael couldn’t help but be attracted by your gentle and stern nurturing nature.

It had taken you a few months to get around the entity of this dimension between you and Michael, but it had also come natural and you had set down on your roles, whenever Michael felt like regressing, which was mostly when you two were together, but sometimes Michael would slip in public and you had learnt to catch on the signs of this.

Still you hadn’t been very open about this dynamic, mostly due to all the prejudices that came with it, although, you, yourself didn’t care much about them.

But certainly, being called “mommy” by your boyfriend, in front of his adoptive mother didn’t bode well, with an appropriate first meeting.

“Michael, dear, I think that pouring some cold water on it might help, I’ll order some, but in the meanwhile you can try with the one from the sink of the bathroom” suggested Mrs Mead, saying exactly what you would have also suggested, but you would have offered kisses in order to also ease the pain.

You simply smiled sympathetically at the poor baby, gently gripping tighter his hand, just to let it go in order for him to be up and run towards the toilettes, leaving you and Mrs Mead extremely red, in an embarrassed silence and you almost thought about faking an excuse to get out the embarrassing situation.

“… well I do think that was a bit awkward” attempt to speak up softly Mrs Mead, meanwhile you kept your eyes on the skirt of your dress, but attempted a small smile “… I won’t pretend to understand it, but I won’t judge you”.

“I swear it was a little slip” you mumbled shyly “I didn’t mean it and I truly am sorry…”.

“I do have to admit that it took me a bit by surprise…” grumbled the other woman, but her tone was judgement free “… but I am glad that Michael has somebody who cares for him and love him, it makes me feel happy that he would have somebody who might look out for him, if anything happened to me”.

“Please don’t be so… sad… I am sure that you and him will have more summers and winters in the future” you couldn’t help but reply since the tone of the woman had suddenly started become sad.

“Oh, my sweet child, it is typical of us parents to be worried about our children’s future” exclaimed softly the woman, holding out an hand to intertwin with yours and you couldn’t help but give her a soft but sad smile “… but you don’t know how much lighter you make me feel, knowing that you’ll take care of my Michael”.

You smiled, this time, with gentleness:

“I’ll always take care of him, don’t worry”.

[highlifeboat]

Ziacina - 5, 7, 10, 26, 28 (I know it's OC asks but fight me - or actually do your OCs, it's your blog lol)

Which OC Asks (For Ziacina) (Actually I'm gonna do it for the OCs too - because I kind of relogged that to have an excuse to talk about them lmao)

Ziacina;

5. Will burn water? Would impress Gordon Ramsay?

Listen.... Alcina has never cooked a day in her life. If she even tried without help it's a guaranteed disaster. Mia, on the other hand, is actually really good at cooking and can make some fairly decent meals. Nothing to brag about, really, but considering Zoe only knows like 1 actual recipe and Alcina never setting foot in a kitchen, she's the best out of all of them.

She just won't eat much of her own cooking.

7. Has practiced kissing their mirror?

Mia. For sure. Like, as a teenager probably prepping for her first kiss or whatever. She's also definitely does the "kissing your own hand" thing. She lives with the embarrassment of getting walked in on forever and has vowed to take it to her grave.

10. Gets way into holidays? How do they celebrate?

It kind of depends on the holiday. Zoe get way into Halloween (and often drags Mia into the excitement with her), and she'll constantly ask about decorating for it. Alcina doesn't see much of a point, considering Halloween in the Village is more of a "Sit at home and hope Demons don't get you" thing, but she can't say no to her wife. They have a little mini party that usually ends with Donna coming over with old horror movies and everyone falling asleep in the main hall.

Christmas is the other big one, because Mia loves it. Granted, Romanian Christmas traditions and American Christmas traditions are different, they've sort of compromised to kind of hold up both sides. Mia more just likes the decorations and being around everyone. They have a gathering with all the Lords (and Miranda, if she chooses to show up) and exchange little gifts and have food. It's basically just a family gathering, but for the most part everyone has a good time.

26. Is the most dangerous?

To themselves? Mia.

To others? Alcina.

In general? Zoe.

28. Wears the most comfortable clothes? Who wears the least comfortable for the sake of fashion?

Oh, Zoe and Mia share some of the comfiest clothes. Their wardrobe is mostly oversized shirts and pajamas. Alcina suffers for the sake of fashion.

OCs

5. Will burn water? Would impress Gordon Ramsay?

I stand by the idea that Melony cannot cook to save her life. Baking? Yes. Cooking? She will catch the kitchen on fire. The only OC worse in the kitchen than her is probably Angela, but they can at least make boxed stuff without burning it. They're equally bad.

Max, on the other had? Amazing chef. Baking isn't his strong suit but he can make some tasty meals for people he likes if he wanted.

7. Has practiced kissing their mirror?

Lake. Granted they were probably stoned at the time so maybe that's a bit more of an excuse?

10. Gets way into holidays? How do they celebrate?

I think Max is the only OC I have that really likes holidays. Again, like Mia, he really likes Christmas and having everyone together and such. He always knows what to get people, too.

All the other OCs aren't big into holidays.

26. Is the most dangerous?

I don't know if any of them are particularly dangerous. I think it'd have to be a tie between Max and Angela, since they're both pretty capable of being dangerous.

Maybe Angela a little more so.

28. Wears the most comfortable clothes? Who wears the least comfortable for the sake of fashion?

Oh, Melony and Lake by FAR wear the most comfortable stuff. Melony has her soft onesies and sweaters and Lake's main attire is baggy shirt and PJ pants.

Max probably wears the least comfortable clothes. To be fair, he wears the dress shirt from his maid uniform and then just throws on pants. It's definitely not the MOST comfortable thing, but he doesn't really have a lot of options.

[mostlywritersblock]

Dracula 2019 fic

Part 5

****

Zoe watched the exchange with curiosity, thoughts racing a mile a minute. Agatha was still fuming somewhere deep inside her when a stranger thought occurred to her. Slowly Zoe’s eyes landed on the mug resting precariously on the desk edge.

Jonathan had drank from it.

He’d actually swallowed.

Agatha’s rage was becoming loud again.

“What are you drinking Mr. Harker?” Her voice had a strange foreign lit to it.

Both Dracula and Jonathan turned to her.

“Blood.” Jonathan answered easily enough. Zoe felt her stomach drop.

Well shit. Now she had two homicidal vampires on the loose.

“You know for someone who claims they’re better than another, killing people still seems to pass judgement.” And damn that was not her voice talking.

Jonathan actually looked guilty. But only momentarily.

“It’s not-I didn’t kill anyone for this blood. When, when the foundation first came up with the idea of volunteerism for the project I thought it was a stroke of genius. So, I enlisted my own volunteers. I have been for a very long time.”

Zoe stared. “You don’t kill people.”

“No Dr. Helsing.”

Zoe was shocked, shocked because that meant the idea to sustain vampires in the most pacifist manner was possible. It- it opened so many doors, so many new possibilities. A whole species that could coincide! And here she’d started to doubt, what with the way Dracula turned his nose up at the idea.

Dracula, who turned down most of her brilliant ideas simply because he didn’t want to.

Dracula who still drank live blood.

Dracula who kills people

Dracula who slaughters without so much as a second thought.

Zoe was pissed.

In one swift motion she was crossing the floor to them. She deftly picked up the mug, looked at its deep scarlet contents, and held it out to Dracula.

“Drink it.”

Dracula all but sneered. “What? Why would I-“

“I’m not asking, drink the fucking blood.” She hissed. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Jonathan’s eyebrows shoot up, looking between the two.

Dracula frowned, he wasn’t one for taking orders but something in the tone of Zoe’s voice had him reassessing his next move. Slowly and with all the attitude of a petulant (refined) teenager he took the mug. Sniffed it once and then maintaining eye contact tipped the mug back and drank the rest of the contents in one swallow.

Dracula set the mug back down, tasting the life in his mouth like one taste wine.

“Interesting, a little dull, the flavors gone much to cold, and there’s some deep rooted issues that need to be resolved.”

Dracula clicked his tongue, “All in all not the most horrible drink I’ve had, but certainly not to my palette I should think.”

“Oh for Christ sake Dracula!” Zoe threw her arms up. “This could be a wonderful alternative.”

“No, we’ve already been over this Zoe, nothing compares to live blood, this is hardly second rate at best.” Dracula folded his arms, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Screw your palette and screw you.” She glared. “You’re always going on about how much better you are than everyone else, how no one can understand because we’ve only lived the one life time. Well here’s something, Jonathan has and as far as I’m concerned he’s doing much better than you with only having one third the amount of time.”

Silence.

Zoe could tell she’d hit a nerve, albeit a nerve she didn’t know existed but it was there all the same and glaringly obvious now that she could see it. A vileness coursed through her, if she played her cards right she might actually get somewhere with this.

Throwing him her own sneer Zoe stepped in close. “That’s right, it’s true, Jonathan really is a better you. I mean look at this place.” She gestured to the large office. “Look at this building, look at all the money Jonathan’s been tossing our way for years, and we never suspected a thing. No paper trail to follow, sorry blood trail I suppose. No missing people or bodies. No scandals, no sinking ships. Clean as a bloody whistle. And he still manages to be everything you aren’t.” Zoe finished her rant calmly but she could see the tendrils of frustration coming off the Count in waves. An image of a black wolf scratching through a gate flashed across her mind.

Weird.

Dracula let out an unsettling chuckle.

“Really? That’s it? Come on you can do better than that, Zoe. You’re so close! Maybe try with a little more emotion, anger looks good on you.”

Zoe let out an exasperated sigh and took a step back.

“Look, believe it or not Dracula but I’m trying to help you. Before today there was no one else alive like you, you were one of a kind. And despite the fact that you’re a royal bastard and kill people, it’s my job as a scientist to understand why. Why you are the way you are, how come you and Mr. Harker are two of the only people who survived the initial turning point. Why is that? Maybe there’s something similar in your DNA, maybe it’s something as simple as where you came from or as small as what you ate. Whatever the answer, know that I intend to find out.”

She took in another deep breath. “That being said all of this could be in your best self interest so I don’t see how it couldn’t hurt you to compromise just a little and stick to the volunteer program?”

Dracula eyed her curiously for a moment.

“You’re serious aren’t you? What, now we work together Zoe? I don’t think Agatha will be pleased.”

“We were already working together, we just hadn’t acknowledged it.”

“Oh, and now we are?”

Zoe closed her eyes in frustration. “I’m willing to put aside our differences in the name of science if you are.”

Dracula was looking at her curiously again.

“Let’s say I agree, you and your team continue to run test while I’m stuck in a cage being injected with blood every few hours until you make some kind of break through? Not really my cup of tea darling.”

“How about you agree to come in for testing once a day but maintain your freedom elsewhere, you also keep to a strict diet of volunteer blood.”

Dracula actually seemed to be considering her deal.

Holy shit.

There was a small sigh to the side of them and Zoe was almost embarrassed to admit she’d almost forgotten Jonathan.

Dracula didn’t. His eyes lit up viscously and his grin showed too much teeth. Jonathan for for his part looked like he regretted gaining back their attention.

“Alright Zoe, I’ll agree to this deal of yours on one condition.”

Zoe couldn’t believe it, was he really going to agree to stop drinking live blood?

No more killing.

“Johnny has to attend the test as well, with me.”

It was too good to be true, Zoe felt the floor being pulled out right from under her. How could she have been so naive.

Jonathan floundered in as much an Englishman can.

“What? No-no, no I won’t, I want no part of this deal. Please, just go, I’m warning you.” Jonathan let out a slight growl, eyes pinning Dracula with a glare.

“Alright fine, you don’t have to Johnny that’s your choice...just know all the lives of the people I’m going to kill from here on out will be on your hands.”

Well.

Fuck.

Watching Dracula work his magic was saying something for sure, but to watch him pin Jonathan so easily between two evils was horrifying and terrible. Zoe wanted to say something, wanted to voice her opinion on the matter, that Jonathan shouldn’t be involved not if he truly didn’t want to. Not after the amount of pain she saw flash in his eyes.

She said nothing.

She said nothing because she knew that Dracula had already made up his mind and there was no going back. It was either agree to his terms or nothing at all. And Zoe was not about to give up the potential opportunity to save as many lives as possible.

She’d awoken this sleeping dragon. Now he was her responsibility.

Both Zoe and he watched as Jonathan seemed to come to terms with himself. With the decision before him, and if Dracula still knew his Johnny like he thought he did then there was no way the man was going to condemn anyone.

“Al-alright. I agree.”

Zoe stared in awe for a moment before holding her hand out to the Count.

Dracula gently took her hand in his.

“I agree as well.” He said smoothly.

Zoe nodded once before retracting her arm. “Good.” She turned to Jonathan, “thank you for agreeing as well Mr. Harker.”

Jonathan didn’t reply, he just sat heavily in his chair as if he was carrying some unquestionable amount of weight on his shoulders.

Maybe he was.

Maybe they both were.

******

Leaving the building was a lot harder than Zoe has expected, mostly because Dracula wasn’t taking any excuses. He wanted to make sure rules where in place but mostly he wanted conformation from Jonathan about attending the test as well. Eventually though Zoe had to step in, at some point it seemed Jonathan had ran out of words to say to Dracula and simply sat numbly in his chair. Zoe could see the defeat easily enough, which is why she quickly wrote down her number and placed it in front of him. She told him to give her people a call and they’d arrange everything. She then pointed to the number on the desk.

“This is my personal mobile, in case you need to reach me.” There was a note of pity in her voice and she hoped he hadn’t picked up on it. Jonathan didn’t acknowledge her, but she had a feeling he heard her.

Next she grabbed Dracula’s elbow and started pulling him out of the office, Dracula looked like he wanted to protest but Zoe threw him a look before he could open his mouth. Instead he glanced back at Jonathan.

“Bye bye Johnny, see you soon.” He grinned brightly and waved as they stepped through the glass doors.

Inside the elevator Zoe rounded on him.

“Just so we’re clear what you did back there to him was not alright.”

Dracula rolled his eyes. “Of course it wasn’t but how else am I going to get him to spend time with me.”

Zoe was floored. “You can’t be serious, he hates you.”

“So did you as I recall, and here we are.”

Zoe scoffed but didn’t deny it. “Forcing him to come to these test with you isn’t going to do anything but cause more harm.”

“And here I thought you’d be happy to have another test subject, what with all that talk about having a base to go off of? Now you can scientifically compare us.”

“Don’t be an arse, that was before..”

“Before, what, Zoe?” Dracula prompted.

“Before I saw his eyes.”

There was a long pause, and Zoe was about to drop the discussion altogether for the time being until Dracula spoke up in a hushed voice.

“They are beautiful though, aren’t they...I was so worried they wouldn’t keep. And yet, even a century later...”

Zoe looked over as the Count trailed off, seemingly lost in his thoughts.

Neither said anything further as they were about to step off the lift and into the lobby.

****

TBC

[553butterfly553]

Hanji Zoe x Reader - Experimental Love

You're a close friend of Hanji's and you've been friends for as long as you could remember. You have always loved to help them with their random experiments, even though they mostly went bad all of the time or were truly insane. That is what led you here; helping Hanji out with some random experiment. It was a new type of lighting involving minor explosives. Everyone knew it would end badly, you all just weren't sure when it would indeed go bad. You had a bad feeling about how this particular experiment would go, so you wanted to warn Hanji immediately. “Hanji, I don't think-” You started but were cut off by an explosion. You and the glasses-wearing human were thrown back and collapsed to the ground. “Ouch!” You instantly felt pain in your right arm and hand. You looked down to realize your hand and a bit of your arm was burnt due to the flames. “[First name]! Are you okay?” Hanji was at your side in a second, inspecting what had been done to you. The wounds weren't too bad but it hurt a lot. “It hurts, but I'm alright...” “I'm so sorry.” Hanji clearly felt terrible as it was written all over their face. As soon as they spoke, Hanji left the room while muttering, “I'll go get Moblit.” The man quickly entered the room and began to take care of your burn wounds. Hanji didn't return though, leaving you slightly confused. “What happened in here?” You explained calmly about the failed experiment and how you'd been hurt due to it. “I'm sorry you got hurt. If only I talked them out of this...” “I'm fine Moblit. It was only an accident anyway, so I don't want Hanji to feel bad about this like I think they are going to.” Of course, you were more concerned with Hanji's feelings than your own injury. That prompted Moblit to sigh as he finished taking care of your wounds. After you felt better, you went to find Hanji. You wanted to talk to them about the incident and assure them that you were completely fine now. However, you couldn't find Hanji anywhere. They were completely gone, even though you knew they were somewhere in the Scout's compound. The following days were the same. Hanji was nowhere to be found for you. Even if you found them, Hanji would make excuses and run away from you instantly. People noticed Hanji's strange habits and began to ask you about it. You weren't sure how to respond to the questions. You had no clue why Hanji began to act so strange towards you.   Finally, you had enough of Hanji avoiding you. You were hurt and upset over it all and wanted the avoiding to stop. So, you hunted Moblit down, due to him being one of the people closest to Hanji. If Hanji wouldn't answer your questions, you were going to have him answer them. “Hey Moblit, got a minute to talk?” You'd found the man in Hanji's office all alone. It looked like he was organizing paperwork on Hanji's desk. “Oh, [first name], sure I can talk now.” He seemed a little hesitant about it though.   “Why is Hanji avoiding me? Are they still upset over hurting me accidentally?” “Section Commander Hanji feels guilty for hurting you... No, actually they feel terrible for you getting hurt.” “What, why?” “I can't believe you haven't noticed yet...” Moblit sighed before continuing. “Listen [first name], they are in love with you. So hurting you, hurt them.” “...Huh?” You were shocked. You weren't sure how to react to learning such a thing. You never saw Moblit's explanation coming. Even so, you were glad and excited. So, you thanked Moblit for telling you the truth and ran off. You needed to see Hanji now and talk to them. There were quite a few things that needed to be discussed. You finally found Hanji in their room. It was one of the last places you thought to check, even though it was almost the most obvious place to look for them. However, with them in their room, there was no escape from you, unless they jumped out a window, which you hoped they didn't end up to doing. “Hanji, we need to talk.” You declared as you entered their room. They were just reading on their bed and were shocked at your sudden appearance. “It's you, [first name], you startled me. What did you want to talk about?” They simply closed their book and sat up in bed. Hanji refused to look you in the eyes, making it clear they did feel horrible about the situation you'd been in. “I know you feel terrible for hurting me in the accident, but it's okay. Just be careful next time.” “But-” “No, Hanji I know you love me, and I love you too. So please, stop avoiding me. That hurts more than the burns ever did.” For a moment, Hanji was shocked by your honest confession. They just looked at you and had their mouth open, even though nothing came out. Their silence surprised you, but the quiet only lasted a short time. Within a few seconds, both you and Hanji were on the floor, as Hanji pounded on you happily. “[first name]! I'm so sorry for avoiding you! I missed you so much!” Hanji held you tightly as they practically laid on top of you. “I missed you too Hanji. However, can you get off of me, I can't really breathe.” “Oh sorry.” With that, Hanji got up, bringing you with them. The two of you sat on their bed to continue talking. “So, how'd you find out about my feelings for you?” “Moblit told me.” “I see...” Hanji had a strange look on their face, almost like they were plotting something against Moblit now. “Don't be angry with him. If he never told me, then we wouldn't be able to be together now.” “True... I'm so thrilled that you feel the same about me.” Hanji pulled you to their side and smiled at you. “After all the time I've spent wanting this, I can finally do it, can't I?” “Huh? Do what?” Your question was answered by Hanji pressing their lips against yours. At first, you were a little startled, but then you quickly responded by kissing them back. It was a beautiful moment until the door opened causing the two of you to quickly separate, embarrassed. “Oh, I apologize you two.” It was the commander himself who'd interrupted Hanji and you. “Erwin, was there something you needed?” Hanji calmly questioned, pushing the embarrassment away. Hanji was able to do so, but your face was still red with embarrassment, making you stare off away from the man. “I'll come back later.” With that, Erwin retreated from the room and closed the door. “I can't believe the Commander caught us kissing...” You muttered, putting your face in your hands. Hanji just chuckled and leaned over to whisper in your ear. “How about we get to other things before we get caught again?” Their question caused your face to go red again and also caused you to scoot a little bit away from Hanji. In return, Hanji just laughed and pulled you back to them. “I'm just joking, calm down.” “Sure...” You couldn't help but smile now, happy to be in the arms of the person you loved. You were sure that you two would experience ups and downs, but you knew that no matter what everything would end well. At least, you hoped so. It was always a chance things would end tragically for the two of you due to your choice of jobs. Even so, you would try your best to just enjoy the time you spend with Hanji, no matter how long or short the time would be.

[kittyboones]

Sage Holland Drage - Bully Self-Insert

This is my Self-Insert for Bully/Canis Canem Edit! I made the art myself and would appreciate if you didn’t use it! The Template was created by Silkvale and it can be found here! I added an extra, maybe not as necessary category in the Hot Encounters category, just for fun!! And I added a few teachers! This is the finished version of this OC/self-insert! if you want to see previous versions, please go through this tag to see previous versions!

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Biographical Information Full Name [& Pronunciation] - Sage Holland Drage ( S AI J ) ( H AW - l uh n d ) ( d r ai j ) Meaning - Herb or Prophet, Ridgeland, Dragon Set Age - 14-15 Certified Birthdate - 12 January 1992 (not my real birth year, but shh) Astrological Sign -  Capricorn Pronouns - They/them or He/Him Aliases & Preferred Nicknames –   Dumbbell - Sage might not actually like the nickname, but Mandy WIles insist    on calling Sage it whenever Mandy sees Sage, so Sage is kind of used to this  nickname   Dragon - As some people may not be able to pronounce Sage’s surname,          Sage just call themselves Dragon to make it easier for everyone.   Ms. Shy - Even though Sage prefers to go by he/him or they/them pronouns,    people insist on calling them ms, and many people consider them shy because of how they seem terrified of new people. This nickname was first given by          Gord Vendome.   Puppy - A nickname Sage got from Kirby Olsen, that they claim matches their general personality and as Kirby claims, matches the fact Sage has puppy eyes ‘that could melt the coldest of hearts’.   Handsome Holland - because of an incident with the greasers, Ricky started calling Sage handsome and man does Sage blush every damn time   Dragonborn – Because of Sage secretly is a bit of a nerd, they obtained this nickname from the nerds when they found out they enjoyed roleplaying games like   Freddie Mercury - Mostly because of how much of a drama queen Sage can act like when they feel like it, some of the Preps have realized Sage fit the description of Bullworth’s Freddie Mercury and maybe it’s because of the fact that Sage, just like Mr Mercury, is Bisexual   Posh Spice – Maybe it’s because of how posh and ladylike Sage gets when they are dressed extremely nicely, or maybe it’s because of how Sage is not such an innocent girl like Victoria sang herself back in 2001 Ethnicities  Distant Descendants : American, British, Italian Dominant Descendants : Norwegian, Swedish, Danish Physical Description  Hair Color - Brown Eye Color - Blue Weight –  Height -  Typical Clothing Wear :  Maroon or pink vest, purple skirt, blue bow, purple bow, pink shoes - School   uniform  Pink silk dress and blonde wig - Halloween costume, that is supposed to   resemble Carrie White from the movie Carrie  Faux fur coat, faux fur ushanka - Winter attire  Plaid pink pyjama pants, striped yellow and black crop top - Pyjamas Figure/Build -  Distinguishing Features/Scars/ or Birthmarks – A mole just over their lip Explain:  Tattoos:  Piercings:  Frequently Worn Jewelry: Choker belt around their neck Personal Information  Current Living Arrangements - Sage currently lives with five of their American relatives, but also they technically live at Bullworth, in the girl’s dorm Originated from - Norway Travelled Territories -  Hobbies -   Fears – Spiders, snakes, insects, heights, scarecrows, most of the jocks Religion/Beliefs – Atheist Why?: Sage grew up in an atheist family, as simple as that. Health Behaviors  Physical Ailments/ Disabilities/ Issues –  Addiction(s) [Sex, Drugs, Smoking, Alcohol, Other] As stupid as it sounds, Sage is kind of addicted to eating sugar icing. Why?:  Any regular medication taken? – Medication for their Iron Deficiency and for their Hives Chronological Information  Profession - Student Likes -  Dislikes -  Goals/Ambitions –  Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience -  Story behind experience:  Weapons/Equipment - Sage mostly fights using their hands but can use a baseball if they need to. Personal Attributes  Personality -  Strengths -  Weaknesses -  Good Habits -  Bad Habits -  Fetishes/Strange Behaviors -  Stereotype - Shy kid with few friends As you know them better(and you like them) :  As you know them better(and you hate them) :   Ratings on Personal Qualities  Physical Strength : 4/10 Sage might not regularly train, but surprisingly Sage is stronger than they seem Attractive : 5/10 Sage doesn’t consider themselves the most beautiful and mostly blames it upon their parents and grandparents for how they look Honesty : 7/10 Sage hates lying in general, but still does lie if they need to. Rule Abiding : 3/10  Sage thinks certain rules are to be broken and others are to be broken. Sociability : 3/10  Sage is quite shy when it comes to meeting new people, but if they muster up enough confidence they can make new friends. Bullworth Academy Information  Reason for enrolling: Sage has lacked disiplince and Sage’s parents had relatives that lived close Bullworth, so they decided on sending them to a Clique -  Standing and Rank in Social Circle  - Room Number – 4 Roommate(s)-  Zoe Taylor & Beatrice Trudeau Favourite Subject(s) – English,  & Art Why?: Sage loves English because they’ve felt so motivated and  Least Favorite Subject(s) –  Why?:  Favourite Teacher – Mr. Galloway & Mrs. Philips Why?:  Mr. Galloway - Sage takes a liking to Mr. Galloway, mostly because he encouraged and gave Sage a warm welcome to the school, during Sage’s first day at Bullworth Mrs. Philips - Sage got a few compliments Least Favorite Teacher –  Mr. Slawter Why?: Sage is quite afraid of Mr. Slawter, mostly because he yelled at Sage during their first class Knowledgeability  Language(s) – Norwegian, English Schooling Level - Grade 8-9, Expertise –  Chemistry –   Math –   English  –   Geography – low / Sage knows a few things, like where certain European countries are, but after that, nothing more Politics/Law – low / Sage doesn’t really find any reason to take interest in politics and doesn’t really understand it Economy –   Cooking/Culinary –   Shop –   Botany/Biology –   Mythology – high / Sage knows a lot about Norrøn Mythology and enjoys learning more and more about it Art – high / Sage highly enjoys Art and feels that they know a lot about the rules about realism and perspective Photography – medium / Sage knows how to use a camera, and what settings look good or not, so they consider themselves at a 5/10 Reading Level –   Overall Intelligence Level(s) -  Interpersonal and Naturalistic.  Relationships Statuses   Trusted Companions  Closest Friend(s) –    Milliz - “I trust her with my life. Nothing more or less to say. And might I add that her and Earnest are really freakiNG ADORABLE?”   Friend(s) -    Kirby Olsen - “Damn, I consider him my best friend out of most of the students at Bullworth.” Despite Kirby being a jock and Sage being afraid of most of the jocks, Kirby and Sage are pretty close   Beatrice Trudeau - “She might be a nerd, but I’m lowkey a nerd so we gotta stick together” Sage might not act like it, but they’re a big nerd and therefore easily became good friends with Beatrice.   Pinky Gauthier - “excuse me? She’s one of my best friends!” Sage and Pinky quickly became friends, mostly because of how Sage was wearing Aquaberry when they first came to Bullworth and the fact that Pinky was friends with Sage’s cousin from before.

Hated Rivals  Worst Enemies –  Intolerable Students -  Harmless Acquaintances  Tolerated Students -    Zoe Taylor -       Tolerated Townsfolk - Hot Encounters  Hinted Attractions -    Bif Taylor - Sage finds Bif a bit charming and he surprisingly acts slightly kind to them, but he’s dating their cousin so😔   Tom Gurney - Sage realized really quickly that Tom was the least violent one out of the bullies and found him a slight bit charming and funny, but they don’t really hang out that much so..   Ricky Pucino - Sage found Ricky a small bit scary in the start, but quickly developed a small crush that they seem to forget about really easily Crush(es) - Gary Smith, Jimmy Hopkins and Petey Kowalski, before Sage started dating them Lover(s) - Gary, Jimmy and Petey, after they started dating them Ex(s) - Just some Norwegian guys they used to go to school with that Sage happened to like Admirer(s) -   Ivan Alexander -    Bucky Pasteur - Sage, only really being friends with Beatrice and    Casey Harris -    Dan Wilson -  Extra Information  Eating Habits Omnivore/Carnivore/Herbivore – Omnivore  Favourite Food(s): Sage likes pizza, but they just like just food in general Favourite Drink(s):  Disliked Food(s):  Disliked Drink(s):  Added Information  Proclaimed Theme Song(s) - Either Dancing Queen by ABBA or Dum Og Deilig from Knutsen Og Ludvigsen Scent –  Favourite Color: Sage can’t really decide between pink, maroon or beige. Favourite Season: Winter Favourite Animal: Sage can’t decide, so they usually just say dogs Favourite Music Genre: Sage can’t really choose, but they are very fond of country and Pop Most Memorable Quote – “ Various Quotes Through Interaction :  “ Walking around –  “I sure hope Mandy was joking when she called me a dumbbell...” “I don’t know jack dritt about math, how am I supposed to get a good grade?” “Gary mentioned something about rats, wondered what he was on about.” “I’m considering joining a clique... but which one?” “ “ “ “ When the fire alarm goes off –  “Stuff like this always happens when you least expect it.” “Sure hope this isn’t a drill, I don’t want my slippers to get wet again without reason.” ”OH SHIT!” ”I owe whoever did that my life!” Greetings Good Terms:  “Hiya!” “Hey there, best friend!” “How ya doing, sweetie?” “How are you doing, buddy?” “Hey, anything fun happen recently?” “Bro! What’s up?” “Heisann!” (Norwegian for ‘Hey there’) Bad Terms:  “Please leave me alone” “I rather not talk.” “Ew.” “Get out of my face!” “Leave me alone!” “Continue being around me and I’ll beat you up! Or cry! Or even both!” Saying goodbye –  Good Terms:  “Have a good day! “See you later!” “Hope you have a good night!” Bad Terms:  “”See you in Hell, I uhm mean class.” “Leave already.” “I’m getting a headache, gotta go.” “Byyeee, see you never.” When Flirted With –  Good Terms:  “I uhm...” “Thank you....” “Well I uhm, thank you so much! I uhm haha, we should hang out or something!” “I feel flattered. I’ll uhh have to go over there until the blushing stops.” “Continue acting this sweet and you’re going to be getting ladies really quickly.” “You’re such a sweetheart!” “If I were of age, I would marry you right here on the spot, but I’m still too young.” Bad Terms:  “I wouldn’t say I don’t like you, but I’m not that interested.” “Not to be rude, but no.” “That better not be trying to make me blush, because it didn’t work at all.” “Get lost!” “I ain’t interested!” “Yikes, no thanks.“ Watching a fight –  “I know I shouldn’t watch this crap, but damn it feels so right, right now!” “ Attacking –  “I’m sorry!” “I have no choice in this situation, so I apologize beforehand!” “I learnt this one from my friend!” ”Either you run away or I keep hitting!” While Fighting –  “I really wish it didn’t have to end with one of us being hurt!” “Ouch! Thanks, I guess!” Chasing someone –  “You can run, but you can also hide!” “Come back here! please...!” Out of breath –  “This always happens....” “Why do I have to have iron deficiency? When hidden from –  “We aren’t playing hide and seek!” Knocked out –  “This sure does remind me of my first day...” Stinkbomb explodes –  “I can’t see shit!” “I should be happy I can’t smell anything from before!” “I envy ducks: they wouldn’t have the ability to smell this!” Opinions on students who reside at Bullworth Academy– Bullies   Davis White:  Ethan Robinson:  Russell Northrop:  Trent Northwick:  Troy Miller:  Wade Martin:  Zoe Taylor:  Greasers  Hal Esposito:  Johnny Vincent:  Lefty Mancini:  Lola Lombardi:  Lucky De Luca:  Norton Williams:  Peanut Romano:  Vance Medici:  Jocks  Bo Jackson:   Damon West:   Juri Karamazov:  Luis Luna:  Mandy Wiles:  Ted Thompson:  Nerds  Algernon Papadopoulos:  Cornelius Johnson:  Donald Anderson:  Earnest Jones: Sage has a strange friendship with the leader of the nerds: There are times where Sage find him the most annoying person and would love to beat him up and there are other times where Sage can relate a lot with him and talk about video games to him Fatty Johnson:  Melvin O'Connor:  Thad Carlson:  Non-Cliques Angie Ng:  Christy Martin:  Constantinos Brakus: Sage has a strong grudge against Constantinos because he snitched on them when they were sending notes to Kirby in class. Eunice Pound:  Gloria Jackson:  Gordon Wakefield:  Karen Johnson:  Lance Jackson:  Melody Adams:  Pedro De La Hoya: “Doesn’t he like, pee his bed and get bullied a lot? I guess he’s okay, just too weak and manipulative for his own good.“ Ray Hughes:  Sheldon Thompson: “Oh look at me, I am Sheldon, all the teachers love me! I hate that kid. Annoying and desperate.” Sage has a literal grudge against him and just like everyone, thinks he is a teacher’s pet Trevor Moore: Sage has no general opinion on  Preppies  Bryce Montrose:  Chad Morris:  Derby Harrington:  Gord Vendome:  Justin Vandervelde:  Parker Ogilvie:  Tad Spencer: "Big fat ego. He’s the least best prep, after my cousin of course!” Opinion on Adults who teach and patrol at Bullworth Academy – Edna: “She’s... interesting. Underrated, but I wouldn’t consider her the best. She’s kind of rude.” Dr. Crabblesnitch: “Well, he might be my principal, but he sure isn’t much of a pal. I mean, he isn’t friendly, you know?” Miss Danvers: “She might not have done anything towards me, but she gives Derby special treatment and she kind of was a bit rude to Jimmy like last year, so I don’t whether to be respectful towards her or not.” Miss Peters: “She forced me into doing a show I didn’t want to be a part of, so she isn’t getting no respect.” Mr. Galloway: “Can I just say: Best teacher, obviously. He might be an alcoholic, but I don’t judge.” Mr. Luntz: “Strange but nice guy. I respect him.“ Mr. Matthews: “I am sorry, but I don’t know who he is because I might uh be skipping some of my classes.” Sage skips their geography classes, so they have no knowledge of who he is. Mr. Slawter: “He yelled at me on my first day, so I guess I’m kind of scared of him, because he has a booming voice.” Mr. Watts: “Strange man. Strange, very strange man.” Mr. Wiggins: Sage can’t find a reason to find Mr. Wiggins an interesting teacher to listen to. Mrs. Carvin: “I don’t really know her, but I know she’s the librarian so..” Mrs. MacRae: “That woman freaks me out.“ Mrs Peabody: “I don’t have anything against her, but she shouldn’t be so old fashioned.“ Ms. Phillips: “Favourite teacher! She’s great! She encourages the students to do their best and she isn’t against any kind of art!“ Neil: Sage doesn’t really know who Neil is and doesn’t bother learning, as they don’t have. Prefects –  Edward Seymour II:  Karl Branting:  Max MacTavish:  Seth Kolbe:  Opinions on People in the cities of Bullworth – Townies  Clint(aka Henry): Sage doesn’t like saying it, but they’re quite afraid of him and Leon Duncan:  Edgar Munsen:  Gurney:  Jerry:  Leon: Sage is scared of him and Clint. Omar Romero:  Otto Tyler:  Residents in the city of Bullworth –  Bethany Jones:  Denny:  Dr. Bambillo:  Krakauer:  Mihailovich:  Miss Abby:  Mr. Brekindale:  Mr. Buckingham: Sage thinks he isn’t that special compared to other people but thinks he is one of the nicest residents of Bullworth they have met. Mr. Castillo:  Mr. Doolin:  Mr. Huntingdon:  Mr. Johnson:  Mr. Martin: Sage sympathizes him and often can relate to what he is saying. Mr. Ramirez:  Mr. Salvatore:  Mr. Smith:  Mr. Sullivan:  Ms. Rushinski  Mrs. Lisburn: Osborne: 

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I don't actually know how to write this or even where to start but I wanted to write something for National Coming Out day, write a very rambling mess of a something but a something. I guess I will just start where all good stories should, at the beginning(except my memory is bad so half of this is probably out of order, opps)

I actually had my first gay moment in kindergarten believe it or not. I don't remember a lot of it though which is typical. All I really remember is my best friend at the time told me to kiss her during nap time. I don't remember if I did but in second grade she started crying one day because I did. Yeah, that's a long time to be upset over a small kiss. I know. Children man. They are insane. But hey, go me. Starting young. I wonder what happened to her? After second grade I moved away because my parents divorced and at that age there isn't much you can do.

Except that's not the beginning so fuck that gay moment. Hell, I don't remember it and I was five so does it even count? The beginning is really April 8, 2014. Threeish years ago. That's the day I met the person who would later become my best friend, the person I tell everything to, probably the most important one of this story besides me(definitely the most important person besides me). There was also two others. We were a small group obessesed with supernatural and just generally being nerdy. I fell out of touch with most of them. I honesty don't know where it all began. Sometime in late May maybe? I kinda sorta mayne grew on crush on a girl I knew named Kelsey and was shocked because uh? Excuse me, I am not gay?( pro tip, you are hella gay) So anyways I asked said nerdy supernatural obessesed good friends of mine about it because of fucking course I did and found out lots of stuff I didn't know. Like shit dudes, half of what I know about gayness is because of these dudes. So I figured hetroflexible. Right. That's that's a thing. Maybe I should sure why the hell not? I'm hetroflexible and hopefully this fades during summer when I don't see her. Yeah, that would definitely work. (it didn't) And well that was that. I just let that be for a while. Later I changed my label to pan because damn everyone is cute. Romantically. Not sexually, you know. More on the pan part later, probably.

So while that was going on I was also wondering hey I don't really feel sexual attraction so uh friends is there a word for someone that doesn't feel sexual attraction unless they like know each other? Amd my friends(bless them) sent me all sorts of fucking refrences to demisexuality and I st there thinking alright this, this is good. So I am demi? Definitely demi. Pretty sure this happened when I was 'straight' so the only lgbt+ part of me I had was that. I could work with that. Maybe this happened in my junior year? Shit, I don't actually remember exactly. This is a mess.

So hey back to the pan part. So fucking as stated, the crush didn't go away and I didn't feel like bi fit exactly. So what do I do? Of fucking course I go to my friends. Of fucking course I do. And what do they do? Help me with the questioning and send me references to pan and poli and all fucking sorts of queer shit. And the good little person I am who wanted to figure this the fuck out necause this was stressful read the shit out of those refrences, found out pan fit and boom. I was now a little demi pancake. Except I was still mostly attracted to guys so that was my life. It was a lie. I'm gay. I don't like guys.

So uh....shit I don't know. I lost touch with all except for James, my best friend. We had a long distance relationship for like a week because fuck I hate distance and anxiety. I hated having to break it off. I still like James. Except there are a lot of reasons why I won't date him besides distance. He already knows. (Sorry James. I love you though) I also had my first girlfriend from September 22, 2015 to January 11, 2016. We didn't do shit and I mostly said yes to her asking me out because I was secretly questioning if pan still fit. I am horrible, I know. I had a big crush on this girl named Casey the whole time though which is honestly digusting. Casey is horrible. Fuck her. She hasn't been on her tumblr in about a year but I fucking hope she reads that one part. Just fuck her. She isn't important. Anyways, Mariana(my girlfriend) broke up with me after a month of her avoiding me and me being the clingy anxiety filled person that I am being full of anxiety and clingy. She did it in front of a bunch of my other friends between classes using the "it's not you, it's me" line. I went to class in shock wantimg to cry with my hands shaking. It was hard to breathe. I am pretty sure I would have had a panic attack if I wasn't so surprised. There was an odd bit of me thinking hey maybe pan doesn't actually fit amyways, maybe I am really straight and this was all a lie. I pined after a lot of boys that I think I mostly liked because my friend Kamryn did since we always seemed to have the same taste in gays. And then I graduated high school. That was that.

Then I met a girl named Hailey. She replaced Casey once I found out how childish and bitchy Casey was as my best friend in person. I just kind of adopted pan again? but never told anyone. It was just kinda there? I had a crush on Hailey too but hey she is also a bitch so fuck her too. She is only important for one thing. So basically when I adopted pan again I started looking at girls. A lot. But me neing the oblivious fucker I am didn't fucking notice until April of this year when I created a thing called the Am I gay theory or AIGT for short where I would write notes and question myself. Needless to say, I wrote one note about how guys are still cute so obviously I am not gay but girls. I came out to Hailey on May 8th, 2017. It was hard. She was the first person I came out as gay to besides James but James knew this whole time. He was always there. He is hella important. I should mention him more because he was there for all of my questioning. Bless him. So Haiely. I came out to her in my work breakroom. I couldn't say it. The words wouldn't form on my mouth. She spent most of the break complaining about her shitty boyfriend. I threw in refrences. Small ones here and there. Jokes mostly. And then one that caught her attention( I said it mostly to myself) amd she went "Wait are you a lesbain or some shit?" and I replied with "Well not how I wanted to tell you but". That would be that except she decided to tell me I should at least kiss a boy before I decide this. No. Fuck that. Fuck you. Just fuck it. The next month a came out to a lot of my coworkers and friends mostly through small jokes. No one cared. Most of them already knew. I moved jobs. Come out to my new work friends really casually. (God this is a ramblimg paragrap.) No one cared or even blinked an eye. We made jokes. We still do. All was merry. I love my new work friends. Kayla keeps asking me if I talked to any hot babes and wanting to find me a girlfriend. People there ask about my nonexistent boyfriend and I talk to kayla about it and she assures me that she never thought I was straight from the moment she walked up to me to now(of fucking course). Why does everyone there assume I have a boyfriend? I own a shirt that says I kiss girls? Just why?

So then pride cameup. Here in Virginia it is later then most prides. It is always the end of September and I asked my paretns to go because I was supportive and I had lots of friends going. I was not out to them at the time. Then ironically Kayla and I had an entire conversation where she said my paretns definitely know I am gay and I said nah they suspect but don't know. The very next day was the Friday before pride and my mom calls me into the living room to basically say hey, I know you are gay. I had to text Kayla and tell her she was right. Amd then I had to comfirm to my dad that hey, I am gay. Surprise except not really because you already knew. Apparently longer then I knew myself. (on a side note, pride was amazing and it is where I got my I kiss girls shirt. I also got a pride flag that now hangs in my window) So now I am happily out as gay.

I also don't identify as demi anymore. I am a lot more ace then I originally thought as I realized in the middle of a conversation with you guessed it James. Also I have been questioning my gender for quite a while now? Hence the Elliot thing. Everyone who knows me in person calls me Zoe so they probably question why I always put Elliot down as a name with questions and why my personal tag is el. Well, I guess you know now. I still go by Zoe so dont feel bad. Call me whatever. I am comfortable with both. I let it rest for a bit because questioning is stressful and I didn't need a label. Well guess who is back on their shit? Me. So yeah, that is my rambling mess of a coming out story so I am just goimg to wrap it up.

Have a great National Coming Out day from your local gay ace gender questioning pal, kids.

[agoddamnsupernova]

Grace gets a lung transplant and it's successful. She decided to travel for the years she has left and Zoe chooses to go with her. Idk, i heard it n it sounded like a good idea...

After the transplant and graduation, Grace found a new lease on life, thanks partially to her friendship with Jonah, but mostly because of her chipper friend, Zoe, who never ceased to amaze her. Once plans started to be made, Grace came to a decision. “I want to travel,” She announces during the joint graduation party Ms. Cardinal had put on for herself and Zoe once the former had felt well enough.

“Travel?” Her mother asks, brows raised at her daughter who is smiling despite the slight discomfort of being put in the center of attention. “What kind of travel?” 

“I-I want to see the world, I’ve got ten good years and I want to make the best of them mom, I won’t stay gone forever, I just want to see whats out there. I want to do something with the time I have,” Grace explains, biting her lip as she friends and family all watch her.

“I think that’s a great idea,” Zoe speaks up, breaking the silence as usual, drawing some of the attention away from the older girl. “Seeing the world...it can change a lot of things.” 

Grace throws her friend a grateful smile, her chest warming at the bright grin she gets in return. “I just want to start living my life, I’m tired of letting my disease control what I do.”

Ms. Cardinal nods a bit, before getting up to move toward the gift table. “I was going to wait until you two started opening presents, however, this is special,” She says as she hands over a card to each of the girls. “Granted it was supposed to be for dorm supplies, but that should be enough to help Grace get kickstarted on her travels and Zoe, you can do whatever you want with it.” 

Grace opens the card with clumsy fingers, nearly dropping it a few times before she can open it, finding a check for three thousand dollars in between the leaflets. She turns toward Zoe out of habit and finds the same, both girls shocked out of their minds. 

“Mom, how can you even afford this?” Grace asks despite herself, knowing they’ve been living paycheck to paycheck for years. 

“I have my ways, don’t you worry,” She replies, winking at her youngest daughter. “Now, why don’t we finish eating and then we can go from there, yeah?” 

Grace knew this wasn’t the end of talking about her plans, but it felt nice knowing her mom at least supported it, even if it may be half hearted. once everyone had returned to their meals, Grace found herself plopping down next to Zoe, who had just got done hugging Ms. Cardinal. 

“Gosh, Melody is just...so amazing, you’re so lucky to have her as a mom,” Zoe murmurs, leaning into the older girl with that warm smile Grace had come to love. “My mom didn’t even bother to show up...but there was a deposit in my account, as usual but it was a lot bigger than I thought so...” 

Grace tilts her head as Zoe slide the check from Melody into her lap, her hand lingering there a moment longer than necessary before its withdrawn. “Zo, what are you doing?” 

“Consuela deposited ten grand into my account this morning, I don’t need this, as much as I appreciate what you and your mother have done for me since...everything, I can’t take this,” Zoe rushes out, frowning slightly when Grace pulls away to look at her. “Besides, you need it more than I do...for when you leave.” 

“Hey, I’m not just disappearing, I promise, I’ll send postcards and emails and letters, I’m not leaving you,” Grace assures there younger girl, reaching to take one of Zoe’s hands in her own. “Besides, I was...well I was going to ask if you wanted to go with me.” 

Zoe blinks a few times, brows furrowing as she takes in this information, ignoring the immense pleasure that blooms in her chest at the thought of her and Grace on the road, or backpacking or just being together. “I-I dunno, Grace, I’ve never really been anywhere but here...” 

The excuse tumbles from her lips, stinging like acid as she tries to squash the feelings she has for the older girl. She never really stopped feeling for Grace, not after their last kiss or Rasha...or even the transplant, if anything it served only to cement the way she felt about her friend. There were days where living together was painful for Zoe. If they spent months...years together, just the two of them, she isn’t sure she’ll be able to contain it. The last thing she wants to do is scare Grace off again. 

“You don’t have to make a decision now, but please...think about it,” Grace murmurs, pressing Melody’s check into Zoe’s hand. “If you decide that you don’t want to go then by all means give that back, but until then, keep it.” 

Okay, so this is just a teaser, I’m totally going to post the finished first chapter on my AO3 and once it’s up I’ll link it on this post. I hope you enjoy this little tidbit for now. Thanks so much for the prompt love.