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tactician · 2 years ago

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for reidesypoo as well :D — 14, 15, 22, 32, 47!

FINALLY DOING PT 2 OF BREE'S EPIQUE QUESTIONS thank you my fwend ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

💌 sixty-nine questions for your ttrpg characters!

14. what keeps them up at night? right now he's extremely nervous about fucking up his status as his homeland's ambassador. it's been his dream to thrive in this role for a long, long time - even when it was just a like... long-shot silly fantasy. if he does a bad job at it, he's worried it'll ruin all the positive developments he's had with his family as of late (especially regarding his father lmfao), or that it'll endanger his home (WHICH HE LOVES!!!!! he looooves laverathia so much).

LIKE. reides is a confident person most of the time but he's made a lot of big choices lately. he was at a crossroads and he made a choice to start walking down a specific path. and it's the path he WANTS to take! more than anything!!! but now he's dealing with the responsibilities that come along with it. he was previously the type to run from his responsibilities as quickly as he possibly could so you know. big changes. big challenges. ;LDFKDLKG it's the most serious he's ever been about anything and he's gonna do his BEST but he's genuinely not sure he has it in him. lots and lots of fears circling around him rn!!! sleepless nights aside, he will meet them head-on >:)

15. is there something that never fails to make them laugh? as cheesy as it is, he loves aske's silly stories a lot. because......... he loves aske. 😳 LDKGDLGK otherwise i think he gets super, super happy every time he learns a new spell - especially when he manages to teach himself one. as a teenager his process of trial and error was a lot more funny, since his experiments would have some wacky little results, but he still has those bursts of joy whenever he succeeds at casting something new!

22. how would they decorate their living space, if they had a chance? he would probably opt to have it on land for convenience's sake, but having some sort of indoor pool for a water portion of it would be ideal for sure, since there's some stuff he'd likely want from laverathia which wouldn't be too well-suited to the surface world! and he would also definitely like to be close to the sea, too - so maybe the inside of this water zone has some sort of connection to the sea...? a sea pool? idk. technicalities. but that would be The Dream. a shrine to persana in that pool would also be ideal since reides is very faithful to him. ;^; that's his GOD!!!

but layout aside, the room would resemble a big study with tons of books and bottles of ink and various writing utensils!!! and it'd be decorated with a whole lot of whimsy!! lots of colourful furniture and paintings that make reides happy, prob with a bit of a nautical theme... and there'd be a lot of random objects (TREASURES!!!) that he picked up along the course of his adventures. along with a huge bed. huge beds are one of reides' weaknesses i'm ngl. it's the princely background showing. LMFAO

32. which of your decisions led to their voice being the way it is? i don't really put on a specific voice for reides - at most it's just like, a tone to accomodate his mannerisms - but in terms of how i speak as him... honestly it just comes to me with how i characterize him!!! i knew i wanted him to be kinda ditzy from the get-go, and i wanted him to say fun things very often (he definitely has no qualms with speaking his mind LOL)... so he generally has a cheerful, casual quality to how he speaks. and when he's angry, i want that anger to surge and crash!!! much like a storm. he's very emotional as a character so it's fun when i get to show off his volatileness. there's also usually a bit of a mischievous edge to him that i really love portraying hehe.

47. what could they talk about for hours on end? there's the obligatory wizard answer here (his magic), which is absolutely true, but on a more personal level? his home!!! laverathia!!! he never really gets the chance to talk about it (it's. you know. secret. for the most part. like most of the ppl up on the surface have no idea it exists sooo you know it's just not something he gets to talk about often. and he doesn't want to jeopardize its safety so he's not about to go off about it unprompted LMAO) but if anyone he trusts were to ask him about laverathian stuff he'd literally go on and on and on. it's crazy because he would deflect so much about it in the past but now that he's reconnected with it, he's just full of love for it. he will tell you all about the shipwrecks he explored and all about the stuff his fellow tritons craft and all about persana and all about EVERYTHING!!!!

#sangre #replies #reides #THANK U AGAIN BWEE!!!!!!!

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yandere-sins · 3 years ago

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I am living for Atreo! Thank you so much for writing this story. Not only was it a wonderful read, it inspired me to write from the yandere's pov. Never thought of that til now. So thanks again! Have a good one 💜💜💜

Really??? That’s so cool I could spark some inspirations :3 You go and try that new pov, it’s a little strange and alien at first but it’ll feel good after a while :D Have lots of fun!! ♥

Hahaha, I mean, we already established that Atreo is a bit of a himbo xD Wouldn’t put Mammon necessarily in this category but you know... xD

Actually, and despite the teasing of it, the sea witch won’t play a big role. I included her because I needed an excuse for a magical pitcher that would produce water a human can drink, and while I already had her as an asset, I decided to use her some more ^^’ She might be mentioned again, depending on if I can use her to put some morals on Atreo (spoiler: no) but I planned two more chapters for this and there won’t be much involving her anymore. I thought her to be more of like... a revered healer and magic user in the terms of creating gadgets like the pitcher and all the small stuff mermaids need, not like Ursula. She might be able to slap gills on a human, but we won’t find out any time soon. Who knows, maybe in the future we can give her her own lil series? Could be fun ^^

Also I don’t think Atreo would want his lil pearl to be more skilled in escaping xD

To your second question, while doing my shark mating research I realized I never knew what fish do with water in their mouth. Apparently they swallow it, keep the oxygene and breathe out the water through their gills? Fucking awesome those lil fellows, I was lowkey impressed ngl. That said, Atreo too wouldn’t necessarily need a home, but I decided that my mermaids build nests and little homes in their colony (or shiver, in Atreo’s case) and settle there as their stronghold to defend their territory. He doesn’t need to have air underwater since he can breathe in the water, but like how mermaids are always shown perched on some stone and sunbathing, I guess it’s more of a luxury aspect to breathe air and creating a homely enviroment with a proper nest. Then again, half of that nest is also underwater so he doesn’t dry out, it’s not an ideal place for a human xD

As to how their nest are made, well, an immensely huge sea shell for the ceiling, glowing algea for lights, sand walls that receive the magic from the sea witch to turn to “glass”, and then love and care decorating it (mostly done by males to, you know, impress).

I think, the sea witch would settle in a cave regardless of who comes to her and where they are from, and the orca mermaids are a bit more nomads and don’t settle. But those are just hcs off my head, don’t take them as much ^^

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doycngs · 4 years ago

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lee donghyuck. | six feet apart. [i]

summary. two days. one car. some unresolved issues with your ex-boyfriend. what a recipe for disaster… right?

pairing. y/n x nct’s haechan.

genre. exes!au, road trip!au, childhood friends!au.

word count. 2k.

[four part series]

part I | part II | part III | part IV

warnings. gender neutral!reader, very angsty ngl, hyuck is vv serious about social distancing adjsjadks jkjk this story is in a coronavirus-free world, erm swearing??? idk what to put here tbh this part is lowkey mild and boring… also don’t be too mad at y/n rn, there’s a very good reason as to this shenanigan ;) anyway! i hope it intrigues you to follow along… i promise hyuck will talk more in the next part, i’ve got big evil plans coming up *debby ryan smirk*

(cross-posted on wattpad under ginxrna)

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“I’M SORRY BUT, what?!?”

No, no. No no no. There was no way in hell, you were going to agree to this solution.

“Please don’t tell you’re being serious, Mom?!”

Your mother sighs, finally turning to look you in the eyes. She’d been trying to shove as many boxes into the backseat of the van for the past five minutes.

“I’m being very serious honey. I know this is not the most ideal situation to be in but you have to do it. There’s no more space in the car and Donghyuck has a free seat in his—”

“Ideal situation? Mom! I can’t stay in a car with him!”

You hate whining to your mom, especially since you’re literally a grown ass adult now. Who would be able to stop themselves from complaining about it though? No one, that’s who! Not when your own mother is kicking you out of the car and forcing you to spend a two-day car ride back home with your ex-boyfriend.

Your mother puts down the lamp in her hands, grabbing your forearms to make you face her properly.

“I’m sorry but you need to do it, okay? I have to drop these off at Dad’s and that’s the opposite way from home! You need to get back in time to finish packing for the fall semester and if you go with me, you’ll miss the first day of being a junior in college. Now, do you really want to do that?”

Of course, your mother is giving you the No Funny Business look now, the fight in you melting away slowly. It wasn’t her fault that the moving company she hired failed to show up today. You weren’t really mad at her for something she couldn’t help. Maybe just deep down, a combination of things were upsetting you.

Every summer, ever since you were born, your family has gone down to the beach house they own each year. The Lee family, your longtime neighbors, also tagged along any summer they could. With you being the only child and the Lee’s youngest daughter finally flying off to college, the tradition began to die off quick. It was sad to think about the place being put up for sale but it eventually happened this year.

You spent every single moment at the beach house trying to soak in the reality as much as possible to prepare yourself. It obviously didn’t work because only now, taking out all the decorations from the rooms to load up, did it really hit you. This was the last summer break being spent here before the place got sold and it was over already.

Although it wasn’t as pleasant as the past years, like when you spent every waking hour with Hyuck— no, Donghyuck— it still felt like a second home. Now all the campfires, sunbathing, tennis playing, and evening barbeques were over.

The icing on the cake to your already somber mood had to be the ride back home with your ex though.

Conveniently of course, your car was at home and your neighbor’s son was “driving home for school as well and he could just drop you off since we live next door to one another!” It would also be “very rude to not accept their offer, even if you two ended on bad terms.”

Gosh, you would have loved the idea if the two of you were still together. It’s the kind of spontaneous summer road trip you dreamed about in high school; just you and your boyfriend together on the highway. But nope, it wasn’t going to be like that at all. You’re not with Hyuck, fuck— Donghyuck— anymore and the trip back was going to be awful with all the silence.

You spent the whole time at the house this summer subtly avoiding him with some awkward, forced small talk. You agreed to go to the house because you didn’t think your neighbor’s son was going. As expected, your oblivious dad failed to mention that the Lee’s were coming at the last minute though.

You thought it was fine, given that you believed you were over him already. You and Donghyuck had broken up last year’s spring so it had been a year and a few months to get over it all.

Turns out that was the fattest lie you could’ve told yourself because the millisecond you saw that sandy brown head of hair, that hollow feeling in your chest came back like a flash flood. He’d lost some weight, changed up his style a little, but still had his charming tan on. The biggest difference was his demeanor around you.

The way he simply acted while you were around him… it was like he thought you were a predator. Like he was the wounded animal between the two of you after everything that had happened.

When it finally registered in your head, all the damage he had done to you in the past and how it still haunted you to this day… let’s just say you’ve been a little colder to a certain Lee Donghyuck. It was noticeable by everyone at the beach house but no one had the guts to say anything.

Your mother must have felt the fight drain out of your body as well, given that your shoulders gave up their defensive position. She manages to put on a smile for you pityingly, rubbing her hands up and down your forearms in comfort.

“Maybe you guys can finally get some closure. It really suffocated the mood the whole time we were here.” Your mom complains, making an involuntary glare appear on your face.

It’s strange to think shortly after that boy broke your heart, you were still willing to lie and prettily wrap up his betrayal to your parents. To never tell them the real truth.

It hurt too much to say it out loud to yourself, much less your parents who adored and loved Donghyuck like their own son.

Your mother interprets the glare as playful, a tinkling laugh shaking her voice.

“You two will be fine. I’ll even pay for all the junk food and the nice hotel you two will stay at.”

When you bite your lip in reluctant anticipation, she smiles knowingly.

“You’ll really pay for two hotel rooms?” The hope in your voice gave yourself away. The momentary silence makes you believe she’s considering it until her face twists.

“No, of course not! You two would be sharing one room with two separate beds.”

Huffing, you cross your arms and go back to duct-taping all the boxes. Thankfully, all the big furniture like the beds and sofas were shipped off this morning, just in case something like this happened. All that was left could hopefully be shoved into five separate cars.

“You don’t have to do that Mom. We both earn money and can pay for our own accommodations.” You mutter. Her head pops out from behind the seat, mouth open to protest but you interrupt her quickly.

“It’s fine, I promise. It’s the moving company’s fault for all this happening. Our family has bad luck with these types of things.” You grumble.

A chuckle is heard from inside the car as she recalls a moving incident two years ago. “We do huh? Remember when your dad packed too many heavy things into the elevator and it couldn’t go up?”

You sigh at the memory. “Yes, sadly I do. Many of the other dorm residents had a grudge against me before I had ever even spoken to them.”

A cough cuts through the sound of your mom’s loud laugh, making your head whip around to see where it came from.

Just when he’s sitting in the back of your mind, Donghyuck appears walking over with a big cardboard box in his arms. He sets it far away from your reach, as expected.

Ah yes, still so afraid to get too close to you. It’s like he thinks if he came too close, you may scream at him in front of everyone on the property.

In his defense, you wouldn’t put it past yourself to do that if he tried to explain himself to you once again.

Your head drops down to become laser-focused on picking at the duct tape roll, the sudden quietness making your mom get curious enough to step out.

“Ugh, I can begin to feel the effects of my aging. My back is killing me.” She grunts while getting out of the van.

Donghyuck’s eyes widen, immediately walking forward to hold her steady. “Here, let me help out. I can put the stuff in the car instead.”

“Oh no, it’s alright hon. Me and Y/N got this, go help your mom. I am making you all move everything.” Your mother tries to shoo away, clearly feeling bad for the extra muscles helping around.

“Don’t worry about it. After all, me and my family practically lived here with you guys most summers. My mom’s also done with her load. I’m here because there’s no more space to fit in this last box. Think it can fit in there?” Donghyuck asks with his hands full, jerking his head at the said object he came with.

You just finished taping the box he’s pointing at and when you back away from it, Donghyuck quickly bends back down to fit it into the car himself.

The motherly smile settled on your mom’s lips sits unwell with you, especially as she squeezes Donghyuck’s ear in fondness and thanks.

She still treats him like a future son-in-law and it makes the pit in your stomach widen even further as you watch.

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Thirty minutes later, a miracle came from the heavens to ensure all the boxes fit in all five cars, including Donghyuck’s which barely had enough space for you in the shotgun. As desperate as the thought was, you were secretly hoping there would be no space for you anywhere. A called Uber would have saved you from enduring Donghyuck’s presence for 48 hours and no one would be able to think you were rude for it.

In her likely fashion though, your mom made sure to shove the unnecessary boxes you placed in the shotgun to the back of Donghyuck’s car. The last thing to do was grab your suitcase and backpack from inside the house and off you’ll go forever.

Walking into the bare living room, a feeling of bittersweet nostalgia overwhelmed you.

The coffee table, beat up from all the kids’ roughhousing back in the day, is gone. It leaves a sad space in the middle and makes the room look so much bigger than in the past. The place looked less homey and more alien now that the furniture was all stripped away, especially the sofa.

The comfy L-shaped couch was your haven whenever you needed some peace and quiet from the chaos, away from everyone and everything for a while. Hyuck always knew to find you here whenever you disappeared from the loud atmosphere, giving you the company you didn’t even know you craved.

Everything felt like it passed by so quick and suddenly, you wished you could turn back time, even for just for a little. To relive every happy feeling you’ve ever felt in this big home… to feel your bare feet buried in the sand, listen to the sound of waves in the background, breathe in the comforting smell of the sea salt, that comforting sweaty hand wrapped in yours, his bare chest wetting your cheek, having just come back from swimming—

“You ready?”

When you look behind you, Hyuck is stood by the front door, holding his bags. You feel yourself nodding but don’t really believe it in your bones.

As you turn back towards the living room, he quietly puts the bags down and stands to your right. You hear the other four cars drive off, beeping in goodbye to one another, but can’t seem to move your feet, force yourself to step out the house, and drive away as well.

“I’m going to miss this place too,” Hyuck says quietly. The sound of his soft voice makes you glance at him. The soft brown eyes that meet yours lifts your heart just a bit before it all comes crashing down.

He’s standing six feet away from you.

The small amount of distance isn’t much but it feels like miles emotionally. It’s the distance he set up that made that little bubble of fantasy pop and wash away with the waves.

The both of you used to snuggle up on that couch in this very living room a little more than a year ago and hate to be so far away from one another. Looking down at the gap between you two now, your bittersweet recollection comes to an abrupt end.

A humorless scoff passes your lips before you can help it. The need to leave this place behind itches you into action.

Grabbing your things, your feet mechanically moves your body without another word, forcing your head not to look up to Donghyuck’s expression.

You don’t know if he’d look hurt but you didn’t want to risk it. You didn’t care.

You didn’t.

You didn’t care.

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sunnygaybitch · 4 years ago

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autumnal asks 🌙

I was tagged by @blueeyedrichie, thank you ily

1. what is your favorite autumn scent?

I legitimately do not know any autumn scents and if I do, I don’t know what they’re called lksdhf. But I like how coffee shops and bakeries smell, so there’s that.

2. would you rather go through a corn maze or go pumpkin picking?

Corn maze probably because I don’t think I have the patience for pumpkin picking fskhdf. I’d just be like, “That one, let’s go in the maze now.” At least in the maze I can just lie defeated on the ground and I can pretend l don’t feel anyone’s judgement lol

3. what is your favorite halloween candy?

Smarties and Pixie Sticks

4. favorite autumn holiday?

Halloween and Dia de los Muertos

5. rainy, foggy autumn days or cold, sunny autumn days?

Neither I hate both dkhfls. Rain is wet and cold, and I feel betrayed every time I see the sun shining only for it to be chilly

6. favorite horror movie to watch on halloween?

I don’t really have one, I just like to be scared

7. do you like raking leaves?

I have never in my life raked leaves but it doesn’t look very fun tbh

8. do you have any special autumn traditions?

I go with my family every year to the Dia de los Muertos celebration. Other than that, no, but if anyone wants to start any with me I would not be opposed

9. do you like carving pumpkins?

I haven’t carved pumpkins but it looks like the type of thing I’d struggle with and then mess up on purpose skldhf

10. combat boots or cardigans?

Porque no los dos?

11. yellows, reds and browns or purples, blacks and oranges?

Purples, blacks, and oranges

12. favorite autumn drink?

Does hot chocolate count? Everything else has coffee and coffee is gross

13. do you like pumpkin spice flavored things?

I only know about pumpkin spice flavored coffee, so let’s go with no

14. favorite type of pie?

Pumpkin, by virtue of being like, one of the only three types of pies I’ve tried lol

15. do you have any special halloween traditions? what are they?

I just like dressing up. I don’t even have to go out, I just want to dress up, eat candy, and watch movies

16. halloween parties or giving out candy to trick or treaters?

Halloween parties, because if anyone is going to be trick or treating it’s going to be me

17. hayrides or campfires?

Hmmmmm I think hayrides but specifically the haunted one(s)

18. describe your ideal autumn day?

I have the day off, it’s nice and sunny out but it’s not hot, it’s just mildly warm, maybe a slight breeze. I am relaxed, reading and writing and listening to music in turns, and I am existing in the same space as my loved ones

19. coffee or hot chocolate?

Hot chocolate!

20. alcoholic or non alcoholic apple cider?

Non alcoholic, I can get drunk off other things

21. what is your go to autumn outfit(s)?

I don’t have one because I live in Southern California, the land of no seasons. We just have warm summer, hot summer, slightly windy summer, and cold rainy summer. I could wear the same outfit year round and it probably wouldn’t make a difference.

22. do you wear scarves?

Not as often as I’d like

23. describe your dream autumn date?

I’ve never thought about it, tbh. But probably go somewhere fun like a haunted house or a theme park doing the Halloween thing, like Universal Studios Halloween Horror Nights. We go out to eat, and then go home and fill up on candy and snacks while watching something scary but we’re too hyped up to be really watching. There’s more dancing and singing than sitting and cuddling, until we just collapse against each other from happy exhaustion.

24. scary stories around a camp fire or getting lost in a corn maze with someone?

Scary stories around a campfire

25. black cats or bats?

Black cats!!!

26. do you decorate for autumn?

For autumn, no. For Halloween, sometimes slkdhf

27. vampires or witches?

Porque no los dos?

28. do you collect crystals?

No but they’re pretty

29. do you like cold weather?

No it’s evil :(((

30. what was your favorite autumn activity as a kid?

Going to the Dia de los Muertos celebration. It’s still my favorite ngl

I’m tagging @bookrockshooter @dgalerab, @curvedsunset, @richieblows, @crybabykaspbrak, and @creamykaspbrak

#tag games

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cockbiteproductions · 4 years ago

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hearth, macabre, spooky : - )

Hearth - ideal home?

uh 1. good internet 2. comfy bed 3. privacy 4. near/with friends 5. close to work. other than that, not much tbh. i don’t really care for like. decoration. well i guess i have a lot of posters and prints but like. in terms of like vibes and interior decoration i really dont give a fuck. i am also perfectly happy to leave walls bare and boring and have 0 personality in my living space.

Macabre - you have peculiar interests?

hrm. i don’t think i have any ngl. i wouldn’t really call it an interest but every once in a while ill go to r/popping (warning: nsfw, bodily fluids) and i’m like 90% disgusted and 10% satisfied by the videos i see there.

Spooky - do you believe in the supernatural?

not in the slightest. however, i believe there are things that happen that we can’t explain with science yet.

Send me Autumn Asks!

#teresa answers stuff #not rt #thank u!!#bodys2018

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witchytonks-blog · 6 years ago

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Questions from @incorrecthpjo!

What’s your favourite book/books? Do you have a year for me to list them all? Um...forever-top-two are Neverending Story by Michael Ende and the Prydain Chronicles by Lloyd Alexander. The others rotate as I obsess over things. Right now, I am ALL ABOUT AND IMPLORE YOU TO READ --

Grishaverse/Six of Crows verse by Leigh Bardugo

Children of Blood and Bone by Toni Adeyemi

Circe by Madeline Miller

Shadowshaper by Daniel Jose Older

What’s an ideal day to you? Rainy day outside with me cozy inside with the cats and a book.

What do you love about yourself most? I’m an amazing friend.

Are you good at keeping secrets? Yes.

What do you think about celebrating birthdays? Yay presents? But otherwise, I don’t like anything big about it.

What can you do today that you weren’t capable of a year ago? Say that I own my own home.

What is the worst injury you have had? I got a hairline fracture in my left ankle because I missed a step walking out of a trailer -- after watching a trailer...for the movie Gravity.

Any unpopular opinions? Probably plenty. Gimme a topic?

What did you want to be when you grew up? A writer.

If you could write a book, what would it be about? I have so many ideas...that don’t come to fruition.

If you could spend a day with someone who would it be and what would you do? Dead? Jane Austen or Shakespeare, and we’d hang out and go see adaptations of their things and I’d ask their opinions. Alive? Keanu Reeves. And we would do whatever he wanted to do.

My questions! (NGL. I’m stealing some of the questions, because I like them.)

1. What’s your favourite book(s)?

2. What do you love most about yourself?

3. What can you do today that you weren’t capable of a year ago?

4. Any unpopular opinions?

5. What’s your favourite video/computer game?

6. What piece of advice or words of encouragement would you give to your past self?

7. What’s your least favourite chore/required activity?

8. Name a place you would like to travel to.

9. Are you a knick-knack person or prefer more minimalist decoration?

10. What’s your favourite song and why?

Tagging -- @lycanthropyprofessor, @lyraxlestrange, @ofwarriorsmade and anyone else who would like to do this!

#ooc #mun things

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onlyjihoons · 8 years ago

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Vampire!Mark

hELLO so i’m back with first chapter of this mini fic yayayayyay and ngl im writing this on mobile!! so please excuse the weird spacing and stuff and enjoy!!(i will edit in the link to the teaser,, make sure to read that first before reading this so you will have a clearer idea on whats going on!!)

inspired by: thatcherjoe’s roommate prank videos and weightlifting fairy kim bok joo

Plot: What if a werewolfxvamp falls for a rival family’s vampire?

Characters: Vamp!Mark; WerewolfxVamp Y/N; WerewolfxVamp Mingyu as Y/N’s brother

You woke up to the sound of your alarm, as you lazily slammed the snooze button and rubbed your eyes. You thought you would’ve woken up to Mingyu yelling into your ears, but you woke up to your alarm instead. You were relieved, until you saw what covered your bedroom floor.

Lots of plastic cups, filled to the brim with water.

Mingyu was an endearing older brother indeed, but when it was the time to give ‘punishments’, he was the worst you could ever imagine. The last time he he was entrusted to perform your punishment, you woke up to a cynical clown in your face, which caused Mingyu to have a black eye for the rest of the week. You thought he deserved it, but he swore to never scare you to wake you up again.

“KIM MINGYU!” You screamed at the top of your lungs, hearing light footsteps towards your room.

Mingyu folded his arms triumphantly, leaning against your bedroom door, “I thought you loved swimming, so i set this up for you.”

“Well, definitely not swimming at home, on the wet laminated floor,” You scowled, earning a smirk from Mingyu. “I don’t care, you clean this up.”

“You do it, its your punishment.” Mingyu shrugged.

“You’re the asshole, you do it.” You pointed an accusing finger at Mingyu.

“No you do it”

“Fine.” You rolled your eyes, “Let’s make a deal.”

“What deal?”

“If i can make it across the room without getting wet, you’re cleaning this mess.”

“Okay.” Mingyu stepped back, confident that you wouldn’t make it. You narrowed your eyes at your brother, vowing to kill him once you landed.

Your brother was too confident, he didn’t really fill your room with cups, only leaving a little space between the cup fort and the doorway. You majored in ballet, you were confident of your grande jetes and you were good at it. You stood at the far corner of your bed, running towards the other corner in preparation, and you jumped the leap of faith, you made it.

Mingyu widened his eyes, he ran off as fast as possible. But his speed was useless as you hopped onto the giant, your legs encircling his waist and arms around his neck, yanking his hair out as best as you could. You hit his head as well, which was probably empty you supposed, to play such a childish prank on you.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! And stop pulling my hair you twat!” Mingyu pleaded, but you were not satisfied.

“Promise me that you will never do it again,” You pinched a piece of Mingyu’s neck, causing him to wince and scrunch up in agony.

“I promise, not to play pranks on Y/N again.” Mingyu promised, as your parents walked to the living room to witness the chaos that was happening.

“Why are you two being so noisy in the morning?” Your mother asked, Mingyu earning a forced pat on his head, “Mingyu woke me up with water, right?”

Mingyu plastered a fake smile on his face, “Yes, that’s correct, and I will never do it again.”

“I’m not sending you to school today.” Mingyu called out as he walked to the toilet with arms filled with cups of water.

“Why?” You smirked, “Too busy cleaning up to go to work?”

“Shut up,"Mingyu grumbled, as you giggled and grabbed your bag, "Mom,Dad, I’m leaving!”

“Be careful dear!” Your mother sang as you stepped out of your warm home, hit by a gust of cold wind from the misty winter today.

As you walked out of the gate of your house, you saw a familiar blonde figure waiting at the side of the gate. Your suspicions were right as the figure turned around and smiled.

“Good Morning Y/N,” Mark greeted you as he handed you a hot pack, “Mingyu told me to go to school with you today, as he’s not sending you to school.”

“Really?” You were genuinely touched by Mingyu’s over-protectiveness and Mark’s kind gesture, “Then let’s stop by Starbucks later, I’m craving White Chocolate Mocha today.”

“Okay.”

“So, he filled your floor with cups of water?” Mark tried to stifle his laughter, but to no avail as you shook your head, “Yeah, pretty childish, if you asked me.”

“That’s so cool!” Mark squealed, as you made a face at him whilst pressing the button on the traffic light, “I can do that on my roommate, since he’s pretty stiff.”

“Who?”

“Lee Donghyuck,” Mark clenched his fists, you heard of the name before, but you weren’t really paying attention while he was complaining about how the younger roommate was annoying him all the time, which was entertaining to be honest, seeing your crush getting peeved over a small prank.

“Y/N look out!"Mark warned as you whipped your head at the incoming vehicle, cornering dangerously near you.

Mark hid behind your back, as you were met with a splash of rainwater mixed with melted chunks of snow, drenched from head to toe.

You looked at the car plate number of the perpetrator, a familiar number, which belonged to your one and only beloved brother, Kim Mingyu. He always had means and ways to get back at you, which you hated.

On the other hand, Mark timidly looked over your wet shoulder, then heaving a sigh of relief, "Phew, I didn’t get wet,”

You turned around slowly, dark expressions casting your normally bright face as you bit your lip and faced Mark. His smile dissipated as you began to chase him down the road, screaming his name accompanied by a string of threats of killing him.

“I’m sorry Y/N, please don’t be mad at me,” Mark begged as he clinged onto your side, which you only pushed him away, “How can I not be mad at you when i got drenched in dirty water? Hmm? And who was the one who–”

“Okay fine, I’ll buy you food after school.” Mark draped his jacket over your wet uniform, as your heart beat wildly at his affections.

“O–okay.” You blushed wildly, hiding your face in his jacket as you inhaled his scent, a scent that you will never get sick of.

“Its a date?” Mark smiled, his arm slung lazily around your shoulder.

“Yeah yeah, okay.” You brushed him off, earning a sheepish smile from your crush yet again, sending your heart rate up, which was unhealthy for you.

First period: Physical Education

You were more than happy to have PE on the first period of your day, as the feeling of drenched uniform was not ideal on your skin. You hastily changed into your PE Attire, as you joined your friend and walked towards the gymnasium, where your teacher and crush awaits you.

The last term you had K-Pop dance as your PE module, which you enjoyed, being a major of dance. It also helped you got a little more intimate with your best friend/crush, as partner work was one of the skills students had to pick up. You didn’t know K-Pop dance had partner work until you came across the choreography of Don’t Recall. Despite having little physical contact(but better than none), you and Mark had properly enjoyed learning the dance, and became closer too.

This week, your teacher had a basket of balls beside him, which wasn’t a good sign for you, as you were not the best at ball games. You sighed, this day couldn’t get any worse, could it?

“Alright class, this term, we will be playing dodgeball.” Your teacher instructed, as you cheered silently in your heart, as dodgeball was your only niche ballgame you could master.

Unfortunately, Mark was on the opposing team, which meant that either you or him had to face one another if you guys were the surviving ones. As much as you resented Mark for sacrificing you to be splashed by that puddle of water earlier on, your heart hurt to just hit him intentionally so as to win a game.

As the whistle was blown, it was a close match between your team and Mark’s team. You were a good defender, dodging all balls thrown at you and powerfully eliminating the opposing team but Mark. Just as you were dreading, you and your crush were the surviving members of each team, with your team cheering you on to eliminate Mark as soon as you can.

As the ball flew above your head, it was caught with the hands of your ace teammate, who was conviniently positioned behind an oblivious Mark, as he aimed at Mark’s head and sent your crush flying, as he landed on a ground with a soft thud.

Your eyes widened in horror, as your crush winced in pain, rubbing his head continuously. Your teammate apologised profusely to Mark, who swatted away his overly concerned hands and attempted to stand up but failed.

“I’ll take him to the nurse’s office,” You supported Mark as the both of you trudged towards the office, with curious stares pointed towards you.

“Mark’s head hurts, someone hit him with a dodgeball at lesson just now.” You explained to the nurse as kindly as possible, which she nodded and took notes of.

“Alright. He would be fine, but he will be under observation until the end of school.” The nurse smiled, “Do you mind taking his school bag here? He can do his homework while he’s here.”

You nodded as you sped off towards the classroom, scanning the empty room for his seat. You spotted his desk, messily decorated with incomplete homework and crushed up scrap paper. You helped to tidy up his desk, as well as pack his pencil case into his bag. As you were about to carry the bag, a packet of red dropped out of his bag, you bent down to retrive it. You squinted at its label, it was a pack of blood.

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