#like 'need a vampire AU now' feelings lmao

[slytherinshua]

INTERTWINED SOULS, CLASHING LIPS

genre. vampire au. fluff. brief reference to vampire seungwoo for @haecien and cien alone teehee. warnings. reader is briefly a bat sdkjsk lmao. blood and fangs and other vampire stuff. hanbin's tattoos are magical!! kissing and the tiniest bit of biting. like 1 second of nudity i'm not sure but it's nothing sexual guys promise. not proofread. pairing. vampire!hanbin x vampire!reader. wc. 997. request. no. a/n. i mean he was practically asking me to write this when he dropped his aotm...

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Hanbin’s collarbone was burning, which, despite the pain, was a good sign. His tattoos were reacting to a signal that only you could have put out. And he knew that you were coming home, back to him.

It had been a few years since you had been sent out on your mission by the elders. Hanbin had never worried about you making it back to him. You dying from a mission was a ridiculous notion, no matter how dangerous the task was. You always rose above your station and completed every commission you were given. But the years you had been apart from him, although barely even worth counting, had started to become noticeable to him.

Compared to the hundreds of years you had been united with him, a couple years gone on a mission was almost nothing. But with time had grown fondness, and Hanbin couldn’t help the way his heart yearned for you.

As the burning grew more intense and his tattoos glowed brightly, he knew it was only a matter of minutes before you were back in his arms. He waited with baited breath on the top of his tower, eyes sharply focused for any bat that emerged from the forest. Exactly 8 minutes later, he saw the silhouette of one.

He rubbed his palm against his sternum, subsiding the pain that had grown to its worst. The cost of uniting two vampire’s souls in hopes of greater power was an equal amount of pain. Hanbin held out his hands, and the bat landed carefully on them. It slumped forward a second after, completely exhausting its energy. Hanbin cupped it gently, and carried it inside. 

“I told you not to fly with the pain. Now you’re stuck.” He scolded the bat as he placed it on the soft bed. He closed his eyes in concentration, and with his right hand flattened over his moon tattoo, slowly summoned his power. The ink glowed, and so did the palm of his hand.

He moved his hand to the bat's head, ignoring the screech it let out as he let the magic flow through its body. A few seconds of writhing around later, the bat shapeshifted back into its vampire form.

“You couldn’t have been a little gentler with that? You nearly suffocated me.” You coughed, shooting a glare at the man dressed in black. He handed you a robe with a shake of his head, and you wrapped it around your bare body.

“Would you rather live as a bat for the next thousand years? You should be thankful.” He tsked, averting his gaze from your figure so as to try to not seem so obvious. You had called him out many times for his bad habit of staring.

“All you do is nag me. Someone needs to shut you up.” You stood up, grabbing Hanbin’s wrist before he could continue making moves to leave the room.

“As if you’d survive a day without a word from me.” He countered, red eyes shining a bit brighter at your touch. He hadn’t felt his magic surge so powerfully since the last time you had been back.

“I survived a few years. A few more days would be a piece of cake.” You replied, pulling his face down before he could think of another witty response. 

Maybe it was the familiarity of it all that made you feel as if nothing had changed. Hanbin’s lips tasted just like you remembered. Exactly the same as the many nights you had imagined it in hopes of soothing the ache in your heart. Coming back to Hanbin meant coming back to a missing part of your soul. The longer you were separated from each other, the weaker you both became. And, as the reverse, the closer you were, the stronger. That is why the elders were so pleased with your clearly undying infatuation with each other. 

Hanbin’s former reprove towards you completely melted away the moment his lips made contact with yours. The clash of soft lips and sharp fangs stole all his breath, clouding his brain with only one thought: relief. Restlessness always followed him when you were away. Your weak state when you landed in his hand filled him with worry, but feeling your kiss now gave him consolation. 

He pulled away breathlessly, and a satisfied smirk lifted on his lips, just wide enough to uncover one of his fangs. You looked at his face, admiring his gleaming eyes, bruised lips, pearly teeth, and smooth skin. Your gaze dropped slightly lower, eyeing the marking on his collarbone, of which you also displayed below the dip of your neck.

You pressed a small kiss to the sun, which granted Hanbin his strength and surged his magic. Next, your lips found the star, which allowed him to cast complex spells, both to aid in combat or alter the very fabric of time. Lastly, you grazed the moon emblem which stored his healing abilities. With it, he was easily able to nurse you back to health within seconds. Pulling him closer again, you travelled up to his neck and teasingly nipped at his skin.

“Did you not get your fill of biting people while on your mission? You’re insatiable.” He commented in amusement. The sensation pricked his skin with a whisper of pain that was soon soothed completely by your lips. Although he would gladly let you have free rein over him for as long as you wanted, one glance at the time urged him to pull you off of him gently.

“We should announce your return to Seungwoo and the others. They’ve been expecting you.” He urged you, and a flash of pride showed in his eyes. You were sure to be rewarded generously for your excellence during the past few years you were gone. Now more than ever, Hanbin felt fortunate that he was intertwined with you in every function of life. For, even your very souls laced together perfectly.

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[skzdust]

Bloody First Kisses

This is smut. MINORS DNI.

I've been meaning to write Changbin smut for the LONGEST time and I finally did it hehehe. And vampire smut too! The best kind of smut!

Summary: Vampire!Changbin knows he can come to you when he goes into heat every month, and both of you are staring to catch feelings.

Pairing: Sub!Vampire!Changbin x dom!reader

Includes: vampire bites, unprotected vaginal sex (USE CONDOMS!!), riding, pegging, "needy", "slut", first kisses, smut with feelings, but mostly smut

Word Count: 1.8k

Taglist: @weirdowithaphone @caught-in-the-afterglow @palindrome969 @skzstan12345 @katsukis1wife @hyunjinsjeans @somethingkindazainy @silverstarburst

AU: Vampire

Network: @mirohs-aurora-society

Comments, reblogs, likes appreciated!!

Masterlist

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Your text conversations with Changbin were sparse. But at least they were consistent.

10:12pm, June 21

Changbin 🧛‍♂️: hey… so You: Hm? Changbin🧛‍♂️: you know why I’m texting you You: What? Changbin🧛‍♂️: c’mon You: You’re perfectly aware of what you’ve gotta say if you’re pulling up to me with a ‘hey… so’ Changbin🧛‍♂️: you’re gonna make me say it aren’t you You: Yeah I am lol Changbin🧛‍♂️: i’m just gonna come over Changbin🧛‍♂️: and we can talk then You: Oh didn’t I tell you? I moved Changbin🧛‍♂️: you didn’t actually did you? You: No Changbin. Changbin🧛‍♂️: ok then i’m omw Changbin🧛‍♂️: here

12:32am, July 19

Changbin🧛‍♂️: heyyy You: Damn, a whole month, and you didn’t even so much as text You: Not even a ‘made it home safe, y/n!’ after last time You: You’re gonna break my heart You: 😢 Changbin🧛‍♂️: wasn’t aware we were at the stage where you were looking for a ‘made it home safe, y/n!’ text Changbin🧛‍♂️: lmao You: Just come over Changbin🧛‍♂️: 🫡🫡 Changbin🧛‍♂️: here

3:34pm, July 19

Changbin🧛‍♂️: made it home safe, y/n! You: Good boy! Changbin🧛‍♂️: don’t condescend to me You: Aww but you liked it so much last night Changbin🧛‍♂️: … Changbin🧛‍♂️: no comment You: Yeah I’m sure you’ll have no comment in a month, too Changbin🧛‍♂️: NO COMMENT.

This time was a bit irregular, though.

10:58pm, August 20

Changbin🧛‍♂️: you up? You: Yeah lol Changbin🧛‍♂️: can i come over You: Yeah lol? You: All good? Changbin🧛‍♂️: i have a comment now

You’d barely looked at the text when there was a knock at your door. You hummed as you stood up. He was standing there, staring into the peephole of the door with bright red eyes.

You unlocked the door and swung it open.

He stood there, his eyelids heavy, his mouth half-open, his fangs peeking out from behind his lip. “Please let me in.” He practically whined.

You caressed his cheek, and his whine grew more desperate.

“Come inside, baby.”

He stepped into your apartment, and you locked the door behind him.

“Needy little vampire.” You whispered, brushing a piece of hair back from his face.

He didn’t need air, but a breath caught in his open mouth anyway, His eyes, still so red, gazed up into yours.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to.

“Bedroom.” You patted his face. “Clothes off.”

He shut his mouth, his eyes still impossibly wide. “Can I—”

“I’ll think about it.” You raised your eyebrows. “I told you bedroom, and I told you clothes off.”

He nodded, obediently taking his shirt off as he walked towards the bedroom, exposing his muscled back and quite frankly unfairly big arms. You hummed in appreciation.

He lay facedown on the bed and wiggled off his pants, pushing his ass in the air.

“Fuck, baby, so good for me, such a little slut.” You crooned, reaching for your strap on in the drawer.

He looked over his shoulder. “Are you—” He cut himself off with a whimper.

“Aww.” You said as you tighten the straps around your waist. “Stopping yourself, such a good boy.” You could’ve punished him for his slip up, but it’s so much fun to reward him, to fuck him senseless and then ride him till he’s begging to bite you.

He swallowed audibly, and you knew his fangs were out. He was turned on, he was painfully turned on, and he wanted not only to cum but to drink.

You were gonna let him, but not before some fun.

You reached for your lube, dripping some directly over his hole. You carefully slid one finger in. He clenched around you, whining.

“Does my slut like that?”

“Mhm.” He managed to get out.

You moved your finger a bit before removing it and going back with two. “You’re just sucking me in, aren’t you, baby?”

You added a third finger, and Changbin starts practically shaking, his arms strong enough to hold him but the sensation so powerful it overrode all that.

Changbin was submissive, but you’d never guess it from how he looked. He was big, strong; he looked every bit someone who’d manhandle you in bed, throw you around and fuck you. A vampire who’d bite you with a hard control.

But since that first time Changbin had asked you to fuck him, you hadn’t been able to see him as anything other than a needy mess. And he bit you with the desperation and fervor of a disciple worshipping their god.

You loved fucking him.

You didn’t love him. You just fucked him through his heats, let him bite you. That’s as far as it went.

Never mind that you’d begun hanging out with your mutual friends more just to see him. Or that you’d showed up at his place one night drunk out of your mind to fall asleep on his couch, because you felt safe there. Or that he’d showed up at your place drunk out of his mind to sleep on your couch because his friends had ditched him and your address was the only one he could remember.

You loved fucking him. You didn’t love him.

A confused, pathetic moan interrupted your thoughts. He was looking over his shoulder, whining as your fingers idly circled his rim.

“Oh.” You simpered. “You want me to fuck you.”

“Yeah.” He whined.

“Can’t just leave my little vampire needy like this.” You lubed up your strap, holding it to his hole. “Can I?”

You slowly began to push into him, stopping after a few seconds to let him adjust. “Should I stop here?”

“No, no!” He cried, pushing his face into the pillow, trying to quiet himself.

“Aww, don’t muffle yourself, baby. I want to hear you.” You pushed another inch inside him, wrenching a noise out of his throat.

“Okay.” He whispered.

“That’s a good boy.” You thrust the entire remaining length deep inside him, and he groaned, his back arching as he pushed up onto you.

“Fuck, fuck… fuck.” He panted as you readjusted.

You waited.

He whined. “Can you…”

“Can I…” You mocked, jerking your hips just a bit. “Use your words.”

“Can you fuck me?”

“You’re gonna have to ask prettier than that, baby. I know you can do it.”

“Please?” He said breathily.

You moved your hips a little. “More.”

“Please. Please, please fuck me.” He pushed his hips back, trying to get deeper on your cock. “Please, need it, need— ngh!”

You began to fuck him hard and fast, pushing your hips into his at a few different angles before a strangled cry informed you you’d hit what you were looking for.

You throbbed as you fucked him, the stimulation on your clit and pussy turning you on, but not as much as the sounds you got out of Changbin.

He was perfect, your perfect good boy.

Your hand found his back, tacky from sweat, and pushed it into the sheets. He moaned, arching even further into you.

“Fuck, good boy, good boy.” You pulled out of his ass, ignoring the wiggle of his hips as he chased you, and took off the strap-on. You rolled him onto his back and pushed it back inside him, not even bothering to detach the straps.

He moaned obscenely. “Need you to— need you on my— need your—”

“So fucking needy.” You groaned as you positioned yourself over his cock. “You’re gonna stay there, stuffed full, while I ride you, and then you’re gonna bite me.”

His pupils were huge in his red irises as he nodded. “Yes, yes, yes, please.”

You sank down on his cock, letting out a small noise of pleasure. He really did have a nice cock.

And a nice face, and a nice personality…

You were not catching feelings for him. No fucking way.

You started bouncing up and down on his cock, ignoring both the dull ache in your legs and your racing thoughts.

It didn’t take long for that strategy to work. You were the dominant in this situation, and both of you knew that, but you began to beg. “Changbin, God, need to cum on your cock.”

“Please cum.” His hands found your hips, gently holding them. “Please cum, I wanna cum, too, in you, while I bite you, while I drink—”

You leaned over him, tilting your head to expose your neck, your artery, your rushing pulse.

“Bite me when I cum.”

“Yes.” He whispered.

You rode him a little harder, watching his abs tighten as both of you came closer to your release.

“Changbin… now, bite me now!” You moaned, your hole clenching around him as you came.

His fangs dug into your neck, and you moaned even louder, rode him even harder, your eyes fluttering shut as your hands searched for anything to hold onto, settling on Changbin’s huge arms.

It hurt, but it felt so good, so intimate, so close, the two of you joined in multiple ways.

He came, too, his warmth filling you up, his jaw closing harder on your neck, pushing his fangs still deeper, drinking still harder.

You gave yourself completely over to him, moaning as he drank his fill from your neck. You felt lightheaded, and you couldn’t tell if it was from your release or the blood loss. Probably a bit of both.

He carefully pulled away from your neck, the motion jostling his cock inside you. One of his thumbs brushed over the twin holes he’d made on your neck, and he leaned forward again to lick a thick stripe over them.

You could get used to the feeling of his tongue, you thought.

You leaned in to kiss him.

That wasn’t something you’d done before. In all your hooking up, you’d never kissed Changbin.

But here he was, full up with a strap on, you wrapped around his cock, his mouth full of your blood, kissing you.

Kissing you.

This was a bad, bad idea. You shouldn’t fall for one of your friends, much less if he’s a vampire. Much less when you’ve been hooking up with him through his heats for the past few months.

But for as wrong as it was, his lips felt so good.

You pulled away. “Can we try this?”

Changbin blinked, his eyes gone more brown now. “Hm?”

“Can we try, uh, us. Can we go on a date or something?”

He blushed, your blood filling his cheeks. Somehow, knowing that made it more attractive. “Yeah, I’d really like that, y/n.”

You gave a small laugh. “Good… are you still….”

He nodded, looking away. “As you, um, as you know, the heats last… some time.”

“I do.” You kissed him again, hard. “And I’m always happy to help, no matter how long that may be.”

[weirdmagideon]

Gideon headcanons because we need more of them I think‼️

-Born on July 9th, 2002 (this kid is older than me wtf)

-Rainbow baby, idk why but it just makes sense to me.

-He has BPD and OCD because I say so (l'm projecting)

-He becomes a correctional psychologist when he's older. He's been in the prison system and he's seen what it does to other people, he genuinely wants to help and he's better at listening to people when he's older.

-Volunteers at an animal shelter post weirdmageddon.

-Tries to reconnect with his parents post weirdmageddon. He eventually connects really well with his mom, but his relationship with his dad is always a bit weird and awkward.

-Briefly thought about becoming a vampire so he doesn't have to grow out of the cute kid thing, decided against it because the town was dumb, but not that dumb. 

-His dad tried to fix his corrupting soul/anger issues using the memory gun, and it backfired horribly by blocking out most of his memories with his parents.  (Also I should note that he does have a memory tube thing in the graphic novel and I think more people should know about it)

-In a pokemon au he would have a Woobat fight me. (Pale blue, psychic, no neck, ect)

-Befriends Pacifica post weirdmageddon. It kinda starts out as them hanging out together because nobody else will, but they end up having a genuine connection.

-He helps his ex convict friends with functioning in the real world after weirdmageddon, as much as he can anyways.

-Has minor identity crisis after weirdmageddon and during his "regular kid phase" he wants to be normal but normal doesn't really fit him.

-Eventually adopts the biker aesthetic from the ex-convicts after a while too. Ghost eyes gives him his old blue headband from prison. He kinda plays into the whole "outcast" thing.

-I also just like the idea of cute aesthetic -> actually evil and punk aesthetic -> chill guy that's trying to be better if that makes sense lmao.

-Ghost eyes just kinda lives with him now. He's allowed to adopt a grown ass man, as a treat.

-Some of the ex-convicts end up working at Bud's auto mart. And fix up the cars after they kinda took over during weirdmageddon.

-Ghost eyes and Gideon's parents have a weird relationship at first, but they eventually kinda co-parent him together. (Pic related)

-His "love" for Mabel was actually just him getting super attached to his first friend that treated him like a person and was around his age and thinking “she's a girl and I like her therefore we need to date each other”

-Loves rodents and small birds :)

-He also really likes to read. He and Dipper like the same books, but they have wildly different takes that they will fight each other over.

-Speaking of Dipper he kinda becomes a mentor/ older sibling figure to him. Dipper finds himself seeing himself in Gideon and giving him advice and stuff, and Gideon ends up genuinely listening to him.

-They share a lot of interests surprisingly! Mysteries, the secrets of Gravity Falls, books that are probably meant for older readers, ect. They don't agree on much though. (Dipper and Gideon parallels make me go insane btw)

-He and Pacifica are able to be friends with Mabel and her group of friends after a while. Gideon feels more comfortable in girl friend groups, he feels like he's able to be himself more.

-After a while Mrs Gleeful starts to regain her memories, and she starts to get overwhelmed. Her and Gideon stay at the mystery shack for a bit to sort out their feelings about both her and Bud being in a brainwash cult and the fact that Gideon doesn't remember a lot of his childhood because of it. (Also Mrs Gleeful and Melody should be friends I think. Also Gideon and Soos should also be friends. Everyone should be friends. Friendship is magic guys.) 

-He had his mom's hair color before the amulet changed it. I'm a brown haired Gideon truther sorry but not really. 

-His hair goes back to normal sorta?? Some parts are permanently white. He might start dying his hair one color so it doesn't stand out as much.

-His hair was that long because he physically couldn't cut it due to the effects of the amulet. (This is the most oddly specific curse ever who tf made this amulet)

-He is able to cut his hair eventually, but he doesn't realize it on his own. A monster tries to attack him but it gets his hair instead, giving him the first haircut he's had in years lmao.

-He doesn't know that Ford is the author. He actively avoids him because he associates his face with being tortured for like. Two days straight.

-He eventually finds out after a while and he's...Very conflicted. On one hand he looked up to this guy and even sorta admired him, but over time he started to blame "whoever's bright idea it was to hide a book of cursed spells near a kindergarten”

-Ford tried to apologize to him and it's extremely awkward because 1. Ford is the most autistic man alive and 2. Gideon tried to kill his grandkids because of the amulets' influence. Everyone involved feels really guilty, confused and terrible.

-Gideon gets over it eventually though. It takes the help of Ford explaining why he did what he did (aka the evil demon ex making him not think clearly) and a therapist, but he slowly gets better.

-The amulet was it's own entity that talked to him, Gideon considered it a friend even. After he loses it, when he's almost asleep, he can hear it whispering to him. Whispering how It misses him so much, and he needs to take revenge on those that wronged the both of them.

-The whispers slowly get fainter in prison, and completely stop post weirdmageddon.

-Gideon gets a FUCKING THERAPIST‼️

[xitsensunmoon]

Biting the Hand That Feeds au FAQ (Vampires + donor au)

Any general content warnings for bhtf au?

Yes. A normal amount of fnaf warnings, a normal amount of vampire warnings. The most obvious ones are blood, hypnosis, bites, and animalistic behaviour. Less obvious - slightly suggestive themes. Fnaf's usual violence, dark themes, a drop of gore and murders. The lore is uh. Very dark. I will try to decrease the amount of all of the cruelty but man. People who know, know how hard it will be. But I will tag everything properly so don't worry.

Is there a fic for your au?

No. And currently, I'm not planning on writing one.

How do I find the story?

I've linked all of the story crumbs in the pinned post.

I will probably forget to update it so I recommend checking the tags. Here's the tag list

Are the comics the only canonical thing about au?

No! I answer asks and draw a lot of doodles with bhtf au all the time and 90% of them are canon. I went through everything and indicated what is canon and what isn't anymore. You can, yet again, find everything in the tag list linked in the previous question.

Can I draw/write fan stuff for your au?

Yes, please!! I'm always happy to see fanart and fan writings and literally everything that you do! Just tag me when you post and use a fanart or fanwriting tag for au specifically so I don't miss it!

Can you include my characters in your story?

No, unfortunately, I cannot. The story is already written and I don't have any "space" for background characters either. Maybe it will change but currently, things are like this.

I asked a question with an interaction with my characters and I never got an answer, why?

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What about limitations? Any boundaries?

Please no questions about tickling🧍‍♀️ I got so many of those it already makes me uncomfortable. And for some reason, a lot of people send asks that include violence towards my characters and while I don't really feel uncomfortable with this I just idk what to answer and why are you even doing this lmao

What questions I should avoid?

Well, not really avoid but I will mention it anyway.

The things I have planned to show right now:

- Sun and Moon and doctor's first encounter

- The creation of Sun&Moon

- Why S&M are sensitive to light and darkness

- How they hunt

So no need to ask me about these. I will show it, I promise.

What about sexual themes?

I understand that I post a lot of suggestive stuff and it may appear I allow such a thing but no.

You can create content with it tho, I don't mind for the most part. Just be ready that I may not reblog it, as my Tumblr is a SFW place. It's always 50/50.

Romantic themes?

I do draw some kisses and cuddles when I feel like it so you of course can send ideas for cute interactions.

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YES!!! Yes, yes and yes! I'm very open to that, like yes! The only thing that I definitely want to mention - you should expect that I actually can take your ideas and use them. Some people are protective of their ideas so if you're like this you probably should not share them with me :)

The information that you're using for your au is wrong.

Happens sometimes yeah. I know nothing about any medical stuff for doctor reader so I usually improvise. After all it's an au about robotic vampires man, this information is absolutely wrong. But! You're free to drop feedback/constructive criticism in my inbox!

Will be updated later

[borathae]

"You might not know who will find this tape and watch it or if anyone ever will, but whoever might find it will see that the days you and Taehyung spent together were bright."

Pairing: Vampire!Taehyung x Witch!Reader

Genre: established relationship!AU, Slice of Life, Fluff, Romance

Warnings: they're in love :(, running in the rain, kissing the rain, hugging in the rain, yeah there's rain if y'all didn't know yet lmao, a romantic little holiday, non-sexual nudity, sharing of a shower to warm up, they're playing dress up in the living room, they pretend to be newly weds, slow dancing, so much laughter and giggles and happiness, like besties i might actually sob this is so romantic, also she is smaller than him i'm sorry besties i know i normally try not to add too many height descriptions but i'm smaller than tae and i needed to feel something hahahah a bitch just wanted to be immersed ✊🏻😔

Wordcount: 2.7k

a/n: this is based on anonie's idea and inspired by IU's song. i love him so much, you guys. i miss him so much, i might actually start crying :( have fun besties, this is so lovely and sweet 💙

“Quick! We have to be quick!” 

“Tae, slow down please. You know that I could just open us a portal?” 

“No. It won’t work. Quick, we are almost there.”

You and he are running, trying to escape the inescapable. Your hand is clutched in his’. He is leading the way, looking over his shoulder every third step to make sure you are still keeping up with him. 

You barely are at this point. It is difficult to see. Thick stripes of his hair stick to his face, your clothes stick to your bodies. The trees shake above your heads. The birds had stopped singing a long time ago.

“How far? Tae, I can’t run anymore.”

“Just past this clearing. One last time”, he promises and looks back front. 

The end of the forest is within reach. One. Two. Three steps and you have left it behind. The inescapable still follows you, making it hard to see. 

“There! It’s there!” you call out and point at the small house in the distance. 

Taehyung turns on his heels, “one last time. Come”, he says and runs off. His hand slides from yours this way. He is so much faster than you.

“Tae! Wait for me, I’m not that fast!” you call after him, stumbling through the meadow.

He throws his arms over his head and laughs, twirling and skipping in the high grasses. 

The storm surprised you. It wasn’t supposed to rain today. That is why you and he went on this forest walk in the first place. You were deep in the woods, surrounded by nature and with the song of bird keeping you company, when the weather changed drastically and rain began pouring down. You were soaked within minutes. No matter how fast you ran, you couldn’t outrun it. You still ran. Hand in hand and with your visions blurry from the water. 

It was fun at first, but soon became less fun. You were soaked and you were cold and you wanted to be back at the house. 

Taehyung is by the lowest stairs of the front porch, watching you run to him. He is bouncing on the spot, encouraging you to speed up with squeaky cheers. 

You and he left the estate behind for the sake of going on a little holiday. Taehyung asked one of his vampire friends if they could rent him one of his forest houses for a few days and off you went. It is just you and Taehyung here, surrounded by forest and the steep cliffside with the ocean in the back.

You reach Taehyung’s side. He meets you in the middle, picking you off the ground by your waist. He twirls with you. The force of the twirls swings your legs high in the air until it feels as if you were flying. 

You squeak in laughter, holding tightly onto his shoulders as Taehyung makes you fly.

“I have you now”, he laughs.

“This is so much fun!” you squeak, throwing your head back as around you, the world blurs. 

He stops once your heads are dizzy, using the momentum to swing your legs past his body and back again to repeat it with the other side. He did this move a million times before whenever you and he went swing dancing. It never loses its spark. You are still squeaking and giggling as if it is the first time he is doing it.

Taehyung is laughing just as much. His face is contorted in happiness, his eyes barely want to stay open from smiling so brightly. 

He keeps you in his arms once he stopped swinging you, holding you under your butt and gazing up at you. You caress his shoulders and the nape of his neck, looking down at him. He is a little blurry in your vision because your head needs to recover from being twirled so much, but you don’t mind. You have Taehyung to keep you safe.

“I love when you do that”, you tell him.

“Me too. Oh darling, this was so much fun.”

“Yeah, it was”, you say, flinching in sync with him when sudden thunder and lightning strikes the earth at the same time, “holy cow, that was so loud.”

“I think it might be time for us to go inside”, Taehyung says.

“Yeah, I think so too”, you snicker.

Taehyung grins and turns to carry you inside.

You laugh, “are you going to carry me?”

“Of course. It is the least I can do after dragging you along like this.”

“Yeah true. You did drag me quite a bit, you big meanie.” 

“But you must admit that it was terribly fun to run in the rain.”

“Yes, it was. I’m cold now though. I really need something to warm me up.”

“Worry not, I shall warm you up in no time.”

“You shall?” you giggle.

“Mh-hm of course. This is what I am here for”, he says with a playful lift of his brows.

“Oh Tete, you cutie”, you smile, snuggling your face into the crook of his neck. You rub it against him this way, letting out little sounds of comfort.

Taehyung loves the affection. You give off the image of a love drunk cat this way. Taehyung really, really loves when you are this way. 

With one hand under your butt, he opens the door and slips inside the small cottage. He locks the door and with it, turns the storm into an outside friend. It grumbles and rumbles in a constant melody, lighting up the darkening day with flashes of bright electricity every now and then.

Taehyung sometimes listens to thunderstorms and thinks of you. You love thunderstorms. Taehyung sometimes listens to thunderstorms and thinks of you and as he does, he places roles onto the different elements of nature’s sky showers. You are the lightning while he is the thunder, because you will always come first while he only exists because of you.

Taehyung sets you down in front of the shower. He disappears from your side for just a second to turn on the water, then returns. He touches you, running his big hands up your waist until he has your upper back under his palms. He smiles at you, blinking his eyes slowly like a cat in love.

“May I undress you?” he asks.

“Yes”, you allow him and lift your arms.

Taehyung takes off your clothes with utmost care. Your body is sacrilegious to him. Unwrapping it must happen with respect and tender love, for you should never ever feel as if the beautiful vessel for your soul was nothing but desirable flesh to him.

He throws your wet upper clothing onto the tiled floor and lowers his lips to your right shoulder so he could worship the paths of it with tender kisses. You sigh his name in reaction, sliding your hands under his soaked jumper.

“You are beautiful”, he whispers and lifts his head again. He rises his arms, allowing you to take off his jumper. He has to lower himself a little when you reach his head, giggling with you because he thinks it’s adorable that you couldn’t reach.

“Tiny darling one”, he teases, earning himself a nudge to his chest.

“You’re just too tall”, you throw back and laugh when he wraps his arms around you to nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck. You squeak and cackle, fleeing him as much as you press into him, “your hair’s so cold and wet, Tae”, you whine.

“I know, oh I know. Quick, let’s undress and get under the water”, he says and facing each other, you each take off your pants.

You discard them on the tiles as well, stepping into the shower afterwards. Taehyung lets you enjoy the water first because you are his lightning. You tilt your head up, closing your eyes and smiling softly. You are so beautiful. Oh, he feels jealous of the water kissing your face and the warmth touching your skin.

He reaches out, resting his hands on the softest part of your waist. You open your eyes, looking up at him. He feels vast of air for a blink of an eye.

“Come inside, Tae”, you tell him and drag him under the water by his waist.

Your bodies connect, your skins finally share one warmth.

“Mhm”, Taehyung lets out and tilts his head back so the water can trickle down on his face.

“It’s so warm, isn’t it?” you ask, gazing up at him. He is so beautiful.

“It’s so wonderful. Oh, I felt the cold within my bones”, he says, lowering his head so he could meet your eyes again.

“Me too. I don’t regret it however.”

“Me neither, my darling”, he says and closes the small distance between you and him by hugging you against his chest.

You melt into him, closing your eyes and wrapping your arms around him. You rest your hands on his back while he cradles the back of your head and traces your spine. You and he sway from side to side slowly, sharing the warm water while outside it storms.

Being cold with him will always be okay, because at the end of it, you and he will share warmth again. There is truly no sweeter future than this.

You and he dry the other’s hair after the shower. You loved each other for long enough to know how to do it perfectly. You learned the language of his hair, while in return he learned yours. You know how to touch, what to use and where to start. You come first of course because you are his lightning. He comes second, leaning into your palm when you cradle his cheek and call him beautiful.

You wrap the other in a soft bathing robe afterwards, leaving the bathroom together. The storm and the passage of time darkened the sun by now and so you turn on the lights to see.

“I want to drink some tea. Do you want a cup as well?” you ask him.

“I would love to, thank you”, he says and points down the hallway, “I shall get clothes for us. I promise to get only the warmest of jumper for you.”

“Alright, my darling. Thank you”, you say and kiss his lips chastely.

You and he part ways for only a few moments. You use it to prepare tea and he uses it to get clothes. Just like you had agreed to do.

The tea has finished brewing when Taehyung enters the kitchen.

“My darling”, he makes his presence known in a soft spoken voice.

You turn, meeting the lens of a camcorder.

“What’s this?” you ask him, “darling, why are you wearing a suit?”

“I found it. Alongside this camera and this dress”, he explains, lowering the camera for now. He slides a white dress from his shoulder, handing it to you.

“A wedding dress?” you ask him.

“I do not know who it belonged to once, but it is your size. The suit is my size as well”, he says and smiles shyly, “do you want to put it on? For only a little while?”

You feel your heart flutter. With a fond smile on your lips, you nod your head.

“Don’t peak. If we pretend to be newlyweds, we have to follow the rules.”

“Yes, true. I shall meet you in the living room”, Taehyung says and turns away with a happy skip in his steps.

You watch him with a fluttering pulse. Taehyung is such a tender person at heart. His soul is colours of golden oranges and warm yellows like that of a young sunset seeing the world for the first time. Only he would think of something like this. Only he would see no strangeness in pretending to be married and he was right. There was no strangeness in it.

The dress smells like lavender and violets. It looked too small at first, but then you slipped it on and it fit as it was made for you. The dress smells like lavender and violets and perhaps just a little like magic. Perhaps that would explain why it found you and Taehyung when it did. 

You abandon the mugs of tea because there was something else keeping you warm now. The excitement of being with Taehyung.

“Tae?” you call for your lover, “are you ready?”

“I am”, Taehyung answers you from the living room. Lively music accompanies his voice. He must have put on a record.

With a racing heart, you step through the threshold.

Taehyung stands at the end of the room by the lit fireplace. The camcorder is propped on some books, filming the scene unfolding.

“My darling”, he gasps and exhales shakily, “my darling, oh, look at you.”

“How do I look?” you ask him and grab the dress on two spots so you could twirl and swing it as you dance to him. 

He meets you in the middle, sweeping you off your feet as he grabs you in the midst of your jump. You squeak, throwing your head back as Taehyung twirls you in the small living room.

“Oh my beautiful darling, my sweetest light. No art could ever capture the beauty of you. My darling, oh my darling”, he gushes and laughs, gazing up at you with sparkling eyes.

“I’m getting dizzy, Tae”, you squeak with tears of happiness welling up in the corners of your eyes.

Taehyung stops twirling, sliding you down his body gently until your tiptoes touch the ground. He keeps you close, running his hands along your torso lovingly. His eyes are glistening, gazing at you with soul-consuming love in them.

“You bring light into my life”, he speaks softly.

“I do?”

“You do. Oh darling, you do”, he smiles with his eyes, “you truly do.”

“You make life brighter as well, my darling”, you say, caressing his chest gently, “and you look so handsome in your suit.”

“I look miniscule in your light, my darling. Oh I want to pick you up and twirl you until the world stops turning.”

“Please don’t. I’d probably throw up”, you laugh, making Taehyung chuckle and scrunch his nose.

“Then at least show the camera, please my darling”, he says and turns you to where the camera stands. He pulls you close, resting his head against yours, “this is my darling, dear future person who might find this tape. Say hello.”

“Hello there, future person”, you say, doing a little courtesy. You crack up afterwards, looking at Taehyung, “this is so silly.”

“No it isn’t”, he says and drags you closer to the camera. He uses the momentum to tug you against him, squishing his cheek with yours, “this is my dearest darling, my universe”, he says and kisses your cheek, “I love her so much”, he adds and hugs you tightly.

You giggle, snuggling into him. Taehyung picked a fitting nickname when he called you his light, because your smile in this moment could light up even the darkest of days.

“I love you too, my darling”, you tell him, turning in his arms to kiss his lips, “now may I have this first dance with you, my husband?”

Taehyung giggles, lifting his shoulders to his ears shyly. He nods his head vigorously, laying his hands into yours. You drag him away to a free space, beginning your dance with a twirl of him. He laughs loudly, falling into your arms with his head thrown back in joy.

“How was that for a twirl?” you ask him, guiding him to the music.

“It was perfect. Oh darling”, he rests his cheek on your shoulder, pulling you close, “I am so happy. My beautiful wife”, he says and giggles, “it has a wonderful ring to it.”

You close your eyes as your fingers begin playing with his hair.

“It really has, my darling husband.”

Taehyung giggles. You join him. You and he will dance until the tea is cold and the camcorder falls asleep.

You might not know who will find this tape and watch it or if anyone ever will, but whoever might find it will see that the days you and Taehyung spent together were bright.

[pinkpastels113]

what are some of your favorite bechloe fics

hm hm i highly recommend you (all) to check out my bookmarks on ao3 (here's the rec only version) but my top favs and the ones that make me foam at the mouth are:

you're two steps forward (i'm one step back) by @becasbelt

ANGST where beca and chloe JUST missed each other sigh bc they are idiots

hold me tight (or don't) also by @becasbelt

relatable bc like beca i am also touch starved

This is Not a Kia Commercial (But It Sure Feels Like It) by wherehopelies

this one was funny sdfgfkfh (for the older bechloe fans: REMEMBER THE HAMSTER FIC LMAO)

she used to meet me on the east side and baby, i know places we won't be found by @cheapthrillsbeca

i remember the chaos when it was being live updated lmao. first one is a roommates kinda situation where beca has to go through chloe's room to get to hers (railroad apartment) and the second one is where they are famous!! celebrities & acting and spiciness ensue!!

show me your teeth same author again!!

this one needs to be separate bc i am a mess over vampire chloe i fear and beca has some Feelings when chloe drinks her blood

this is a beautiful start (to a lifelong love letter) by thelastpoisonapple

hogwarts au featuring ravenclaw beca and actually liking magic after falling in love with chloe

blues and purple pink skies by @pulledpurplecurtains

this fic is why i'm kind of a softie for childhood friends au fics now i fear BC HELP THEY ARE EACH OTHER'S COMFORT SINCE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL and a person really can change a lot as they grow up with a certain character!!! i feel like chloe has become more snarky due to having beca as a childhood best friend :>>

Winter Dreams (Beca's Song) by @lets-talk-appella

christmas fic that actually felt magical <33

My My How Could I Resist Ya? by @ridiculously-over-obsessed

mama mia au!! i actually read this before even watching the movie lol but it is so good!

i also recommend @someone--stupid and @suituuup 's fics!!

there are DEFINITELY a lot that i have missed esp since my marked for later page is 30 pages long SDJHSGFKF and since it's been a while since i've actively searched to read bechloe fics... (i've mostly just been reading works from mutuals and kind of deviating into other fandoms) but i do hope you (and anyone else who's curious) enjoy them!! lemme know what you think

[armysantiny]

The Pale Idol – PSH

P: Seonghwa x gender neutral reader | G: fluff, fantasy, drabble | Inc: Baldur's Gate 3 au, vampire elf!Seonghwa, Seonghwa is basically Astarion, tiefling!reader, mentioned Jongho, mentioned Wooyoung, tiefling!Wooyoung, makeup artist!reader, mentioned San, drow!San, implied Hongjoong mention, high half elf!Hongjoong| Wc: 1.1k | W: mentioned blood, old bite marks | R: G

Min's notes: This idea struck and would not leave me until I wrote it out. This fic's quality is questionable lmao, but I like it and that's enough for me. If I like this enough I'll do headcanons abt what the other members are lol. Also fuck tumblr's 5 link/tags per line thing-

Seonghwa lifts his head from his phone when his name is called, abandoning the green room’s sofa in favour of the stool his makeup artist is calling him to. He’s not the last one to have his hair and makeup done, but he has been able to relax while the others get ready. Precious minutes of simply sinking into the sofa and scrolling through the device in his hand.

Once he settles in his chair, his head turns to y/n, politeness melting away into a smile. They’ve got the brightest expression on their face, an eagerness he can feel in abundance. It’s rather charming, and a wonderful start to his day.

Even if he’s feeling a tad bit peckish.

“Morning to you too, y/n,” he chuckles, letting the Tiefling go about putting on his makeup for the group’s upcoming stage. “You seem excited today, something lifting your spirits?”

“Hm? Oh, yes! I have this new palette, you have to see the shades, Seonghwa, it’s going to highlight your eyes perfectly for this stage!” Y/n answers, bringing over the eyeshadow palette in question for Seonghwa to inspect. Much to their luck—and intuition—the makeup gets the idol’s seal of approval, and y/n gets to work right away. And Seonghwa is just the perfect client; holding himself just how y/n needs him to, closing his eyes exactly when needed.

The perfect symbol of grace, Park Seonghwa is.

Just as their close attention comes to an end and y/n goes to put their equipment away, the Tiefling’s gaze catches on something. It’s so small, so inconspicuous, clearly a small miracle they ever notice it at all. Hidden just below Seonghwa’s collar, in the crook of his neck, are two little scars.

And old vampire bite. Pale skin, the red eyes, the bite…

“Am I free to sit back on the sofa..?” Seonghwa’s watching them. Right. He’s caught them staring, surely the elf is uncomfortable.

“Yes! Yes, sorry, of course… you’re free to go.”

“Great. Thank you as always, y/n. Can we talk later?”

Later. The promise of conversation after the day’s recordings is daunting. Why he even suggested it in the first place, Seonghwa can’t recall. Y/n had seen it, his bite marks, and now he owes them an explanation, at the very least. Or a well-meaning half-truth if he has the heart to lie to them. His brow furrows, or well he supposes they do because Seonghwa feels a stare burning into the side of his head, San watching him with all-too-knowing eyes.

Damn the Drow for being so observant and empathetic. But San is a ray of sunshine, warm and loving, so all is forgiven. As it always is.

“Hyung,” San begins, “everything alright? Do you need..?”

“No, no, I’m okay,” and he is, “just a few things on my mind. It’s nothing to worry about, San-ah, promise.” Seonghwa isn’t lying. There isn’t anything—or at very least there shouldn’t be—to worry about. The performance will go well, he’ll smooth things over will y/n and maybe he’ll bother their high half-elf leader for a bite or two once night falls.

The performance ends almost as soon as it begins, adrenaline coursing through Seonghwa’s undead veins as the music comes to an end. Even as the idol works his charms for the close-up camera shot and the audience screams their praises, the prospect of confronting y/n hangs back in the crevices of his mind. Just like that horrifying mindflayer tadpole he once harboured, but that’s neither here nor there. So, after a few minutes of waving to fans onstage, Seonghwa tags along with his members and heads backstage, the green room and a darling Tiefling awaiting him.

What fun.

Y/n can barely look Seonghwa in the eye when he and the others walk back in, hands clamming up while they spend another minute or two or three distracting themselves with mundane tasks. How are they supposed to confess to the vampire that they’ve figured out that Seonghwa isn’t just an elf? It’s a small miracle in of itself that Jongho pulls them aside, needing y/n’s assistance, a clasp stuck on the idol’s mic pack.

“…mind if I interrupt?” y/n nearly jumps out of their own skin as Jongho’s clasp comes unstuck. Hells, was Seonghwa always this good at moving around silently?

“Nothing to interrupt,” they say, composure recovered, “is this going to be a private conversation?”

He nods. Very well, they can give him that much.

Following Seonghwa to a rather unused section of the green room, y/n stays decidedly quiet. Sure, the Tiefling knows, but this is Seonghwa’s secret to share. It’s not hard to see the nerves play out on his face either, the way the elf’s expression holds itself a little too stiff.

And then y/n blinks when Seonghwa just comes out with it.

“I should have told you sooner, y/n, really,” the elf continues, “but surely, my friend, you understand just how risky it is to admit my nature as a vampire. Especially in this line of work.” They understand. Of course they understand.

“I do, Seonghwa, really. And thank you for telling me, though…” y/n trails off, reaching for Seonghwa’s hands when said elf stares at them with panicked eyes. “It’s nothing bad, I promise! I didn’t want to intrude on your revelation, just now, but I did figure it out. Earlier.”

Never has the Tiefling seen Seonghwa so flustered before. They watch the way he clears his throat, avoids looking at them for all of ten seconds before plastering on a nervous grin.

“How— how did you..?”

Y/n launches into their explanation, suddenly very aware that they probably should have brought up their suspicions ages ago. Like how they hadn’t wanted to point out how rare it is for high elves to have crimson-red eyes, or how the idol is paler than most and spends a little longer just observing his own reflection. Not that y/n always knew, but the old bite mark did play a decently large part in them finally putting two and two together.

“I was that obvious, was I?”

“…a bit?” Seonghwa groans. His hair falling across his face as he hangs his head in defeat. All that effort, all that time spent crafting his illusion and y/n figured it all out. Just like that. Now they’re laughing! All bashful and giggly and—

Hells below he wants to hide.

“My dear, can we please put this conversation to bed? Preferably before I go and ask Wooyoung to smite me?”

Y/n nods, not without stifling the rest of their laughter.

Thank the hells.

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[kat-of-seventy-seven-roses]

Homestuck Mythical Creature au / Cryptid Au

Very tempted to make an ask blop :p need to see if anyones inch rested

thought processes under the cut (bc some choices are wild)

Johns a pooka, an irish fae trickster who shapeshifts into animals. his favorite form is the bunny. john and jane are both fae, so their pranks range from harmless to mentally scaring to life altering. absolute chaos grimlins. dirk is also an irish myth, so he knows them well and is often trying to get them to not ruin the local population of humans. so they do pranks on him insted. john loves to steal dirks head and hide it places.

rose speaks to the eldritch horrors and is slowly becoming one herself. she wants to become a litch.

Dave is a harpy! a very chill one who doesn't tend to sing with his full chest, so people dont start crashing into his doorstep. dave dies in some magic accident that caused davesprite to rise up from the ashes. but dave harpy is ALSO fine no ones really sure how. may have been roses doing.

Jade is a werewolf obv. but shes also a witch and has formed a coven with rose and roxy.

Jane is ur avrage fae faerie/sprite. her favorite fae rule to get people to break is "dont eat their food."

Roxy is both a cat who is also a wizard i need not elaborate

Dirk is a headless horseman. not to be confused with THE headless horse man. thats another dullhan with a well paying halloween gig. dirk is often subject to losing his head, so he made a magic pumpkin to pilot the body when this happens. he does have a very large and scary but beautiful horse.

Jake is the bigfoot. and one of the most well hunted (and well travled) cryptids. thus, his friends often make jokes of not ever seeing him except in blurry images. its not his fault hes very large and loves to travel! and is also not very photogenic...

Aradia is a monthra!!! however she made a deal with a devil and became a ghost... not sure WHY yet or why it kills her. but it does. its all in her plan or smth, but that doesnt stop sollux from being very upset that hes the one that has to take and keep her soul. she is reserected later by the coven, still soulless but it doesnt matter bc her soul is in good hands and thus she still feels it. shes much happier now.

Tavros is a minotar self explanatory he is a small minotar, tho. a mini minotar if u will.

Sollux is ur run of the mill soul for potato chip demon. an excuse to give him twin tails and horns. him an kitkat gave me the most trouble! but then i went with a solkat devil angel motifi and im kinda attached t9 it now. even if its sorta a cop out. i simply couldnt find twin creatures that werent gods or children of gods. nor any crab creatures...

Karkat is an angel. he WAS human notably he was human for awhile even good friends with kanaya before he died. he never found love but helped so many with theres that he became an angel that was a lot like cupid. thus he was a small angel incharge of match making and also likened to a baby and hes very much NOT happy about this. it pisses him off, solluxs often gives him a hard time. about it. (extra angst is that kitkats also really fucked up about never knowing what love felt like but having to give it to others. and he has it in his head that that means he never will know, bc no ones matchmaking the matchmaker. but theres a song he hears everyonece anwhile by a stray harpy that makes him feel a lot lighter.)

Nepeta is my go to cat creature a nekomata. a two tailed cat yokai.

Kanaya is a vampire. obviously.

Terezi is a dragon! still blind! still licks. but can now transform and has wings, very scary. shes basiclly just her lusus lmao.

Vriska is a spider lady. i have arachne here bc its similar, but shes not arachne the myth proper. shes just a spider with the top part of a woman at the head. A Jorogumo a spider lady yokai and is basically actually what im picturing.

Equius is a centar and fuck if i ever have to draw him....

Gamzee is a clowwwn, just a clown, just a silly lil guy. What do you MEAN clowns arnt mythical creatures??? what do u mean u saw him under ur bed when you were a child? u must be mistaken. as a nod to ICPs boogieman. when gamzee is not high as a kite and is just a clown, he is one of the most terrifying and unkillable creatures known to children kind.

Eridan is a selkie. basiclly a mermaid but part seal. personally, I'd like to make him part seahorse. but not in the hippocampus way. i chose this bc he can shapeshift, thus he pretends to be a high elf sorcerer, yes he does get dunked on about this.

And finally, Feferi is a siren! who happens to be able to become very VERY **VERY** BIG. she doesnt lure people to drown them but she DOES love to keep live captives in cages :)

[wlwanakin]

all your fics sound so fun!! but i am going with obi-wan microaggressions or, if that's already taken, no, sferatu

@cheesenames

for the wip ask game i posted at the beginning of the month lmaoooo. i’ve been swamped with work and planning my upcoming vacation and you asked about the two that i have written the least of!! like genuinely these files are so empty and illegible and i was planning on carving out a day to work on them and then answer my asks with what i added but i have had ZERO time and therefore a) wrote a lot less than i would’ve liked and b) am only answering right now instead of three weeks ago

i feel like i’ll disappoint not having huge chunks to share like with the other au lmao but they’re both fun so i will share anyway (and i’m still breaking the rules bc these are not a sentence they are Paragraphs). also anakin is a trans woman in both of them #predictable and it’s an essential aspect of the microaggressions one and completely trivial and serves only to alienate my audience in the nosferatu one. anyway here’s the rundown for both:

obi-wan microaggressions is a fic entirely inspired by twitter convos i had with @lesbiananidalas about how obi-wan would respond sooo badly to anakin coming out as trans not out of bigotry or malice but because he is chronically incapable of understanding anakin or challenging his own perception of things. so the basic premise is that it’s a post-rots happy au where anakin leaves the order to fuck off to naboo with padmé and the twins and blah blah and this leads to a falling out with obi-wan and then they don’t talk for a few years. and then by circumstances i haven’t decided yet he re-enters anakin’s life only to be completely blindsided by anakin having transitioned in the years they were not speaking (so blindsided that he straight up doesn’t notice until a few days later and just assumes anakin is like, unusually well-rested and haircut averse and that is why she looks so radiant and womanly these days). and he puts his foot in his mouth about that repeatedly, naturally. but it’s a lot less about gender and a lot more about growing apart from someone you thought you knew and realizing that you did not know them all that well. here is a kinda whatever paragraph:

She hasn’t changed all that dramatically, in many ways not at all. She smiles more, and wider, and she seems taller even though Padmé says she’s shrunk half an inch. The bags under her eyes are the lightest they’ve been since she was a child. She’s the exact opposite of what Obi-Wan imagined an Anakin outside the order to be; he’s still waiting for the cracks to show through.

no, sferatu is literally just my nosferatu au that i have discussed on here exclusively through tags. calling it a nosferatu au isn’t entirely accurate bc it’s also inspired by dracula (the novel) and i’m not sticking to either version of the story strictly at all but it is an idea sparked mostly by 2024 nosferatu because of ellen’s connection to the supernatural and all the grooming-esque stuff going on and blah blah you get the gist. i just wanted to do a very classical vampire thing with gothic heroine anakin and her and padmé having an idyllic little (boston) marriage that’s threatened by this looming monstrous figure cuz that’s just revenge of the sith.

this one is very much in the “jotting stuff down non-chronologically to remind myself i had the idea and edit it later” stage and not really in the style i want the final product to be in at all. there’s no real context for this, i just had a visual of anakin and padmé lying in bed together in what i imagine is the beginning of the third act?:

She sleeps with her hand on Padmé’s chest, palm pressed flat so she can feel her heartbeat. She needs the assurance that it’s still there, that it hasn’t been stolen away in the dead of night. Her mind wanders back to the depths of the black sea it always returns to, back to Sidious, to his gnarled, lifeless hand on her shoulder and time-worn voice scraping her ears. She wonders if his pulse can be felt under his cold, waxen skin; she doubts he has one at all.

idk this would be after padmé returns from her jonathan harker/thomas hutter esque business trip (that i have yet to decide the circumstances of) half-dead and in my mind there’s also like an equivalent to that scene in the herzog movie where dracula visits lucy one night that happens between anakin and sidious except it’s more manipulative so it’s more like the eggers scene between ellen and orlok? but i’m not doing the three nights thing and it’s not as sensual as the eggers scene. i don’t know. i haven’t even decided what decade this is set in much less the plot structure. dracula!

[kiwi-luminaryofthestars]

I’m just now realizing I never did a behind-the-scenes/fun facts post after the Fiction & Feast chapter, like how I’ve done for the phantom thief AU chapters. SO in my incredible self-indulgence and in celebration of today (paid off my loan after saving for a goddamn year AND I no longer have to work a second job to stay afloat so I’m fucking quitting, YESSSSSS!!!!) here’s my excessive rambling about shit that doesn’t matter but makes me happy to blabber about!

…. It was initially gonna be Kokichi vampire lol. When I made that post about writing like 4K words, they were ALL Kokichi vampire (Shuichi getting hurt, Kokichi forest-vampire finding him). My initial desire was to give him a shot at being one, because I saw how MANY of the vampire AUs had Shuichi be the vampire and wanted to try something unique. At about the 5K mark, I realized “…oh fuck, Shuichi wouldn’t stick around in this situation lol he’d fucking freak out and try to leave.” And that completely reframed it for me, because I didn’t want it to feel like Shuichi was being held there against his will (Misery-style, as Kokichi so lovingly makes reference to.) SO I made Shuichi the vampire instead, because, in my mind, Kokichi would be ENTHRALLED by Shuichi (hence why I made him so) and wouldn’t be so hasty to leave quite yet, even if he knew he should.

What remains from those disturbed 5K words is mostly the descriptions, ESPECIALLY Shuichi’s bird-like mannerisms, because that’s exactly how I imagined a Kokichi forest-vampire would act. And now it’s on Shuichi, who I feel still well-encompasses it, just differently than Kokichi did. A little less threatening lol.

In the future, I WOULD like to do a Kokichi vampire thing, but I gotta come up with a scenario first, and I don’t got the faintest idea lol. I DO have another Shuichi vampire thing I wrote 1K for, though…

Oh yeah, I had a completely different idea than this one when I first entertained the idea of a vampire au lol, hence those 1K words. I might finish it at some point, but it’ll be far in the future. Wanna hear the first line?

“The Grand dé à Jouer Theatre has an infestation, but of what, nobody quite knows.”

IT’S SET IN PARIS HJNKSNSKSJDJ ‘cause French revolutionary actor Kokichi performing underground plays about overthrowing the bourgeois appeals to me.

Anyway, that’s besides the point. We'll get to that eventually.

My primary inspiration for Fiction & Feast’s setting came from reading A Vampire’s Dilemma by Veradovelo (though the inspiration to make a vampire fic at all came from Believe’s Bite the Hand That Feeds You, It’s Offering [nsfw] and that awesome Shuichi vampire art by fuyuichirou. (Dammit this is when tumblr deleted my next FIVE GODDAMN PARAGRAPHS THAT I WROTE FOR THIS, I hate tumblr's app grrrrr, okay gonna try and remember what I said....) The idea of one of them just HAPPENING across a vampire was so funny to me. AND you'll notice their ending, where Kokichi stays with Shuichi, is heavily inspired too. Clearly, I very much liked this fic lolol.

The book theme came about on complete accident. I was re-writing my first couple sentences (I spend a lot of time on the hook-lines so it was like the fifth time I'd restarted it) and I couldn't remember the word for "gigantic". So I looked up "big" and, lo and behold, there was "Brobdingnagian" in the thesaurus. And IMMEDIATELY I was like "...I need Kokichi to use that word." But I couldn't think of how he could possibly KNOW that word without reading Gulliver's Travels, and so Kokichi book-nerd was born lolll.

Shuichi book-nerd came about because I wanted something they could IMMEDIATELY relate to with each other. The situation Kokichi's in, on paper, is very horror-like (as Believe put it while beta-ing, it feels like Kokichi has stumbled into a cult lmao.) So I wanted there to be something between them to inform Kokichi's inclination to keep interacting with Shuichi, even though he's desperate to get out of there. And I felt it was the most natural choice to give Shuichi a love of mystery novels, both for obvious reasons but also because I'm the biggest mystery-nerd ever and fuck if I don't project onto this emo boy loll.

Mr. Mercedes as Shuichi's book of choice is significant because 1) it was my own first introduction into crime-thriller, 2) having another book by Stephen King when Kokichi is already relating the situation to Misery helped solidify their immediate connection, and 3) thwwich Shuichi was inspired by Detective Hodges (so a triple whammy!!) Another reason I chose it is because I thought it would be interesting to have their respective opinions of it sort of follow my own evolution in opinion as I got older. I'm much like Kokichi, now, with a bitter outlook on dumb, racist Hodges, and Shuichi who just thinks it's the best thing he's ever read in his life was me when I first read it. I was unsure how many people would reasonably know what Mr. Mercedes is, so I tried to keep it self-explanatory. There will be more Mr. Mercedes talk in chapter 2 but it should hopefully stay pretty easy to understand.

Shuichi's other mentioned books about aromatherapy and baby names was from me looking at my own bookcase LOLLL. Upcoming books he will discuss are ALSO from my bookcase 'cause I've got a lot of random things in there.

From there, the fic took off without me. My fingers were flying when I made the draft; I felt like a fucking race car. What REALLY took the most time was editing (which, if you followed my updates, you probably already know) because I wanted this style to be incredibly deliberate, flowery, and maybe a bit pretentious. When I tell you I slaved over every single sentence in this thing, it's not a lie. I wrote and rewrote and rewrote again almost every single line until it sounded right. And though it's not fucking perfect by any means, there are a lot of sentences in this thing that I am deeply proud of.

I said I'd probably never use this style in another fic because of how hard it is, but fuck it was so fun. So I dunno if I can keep that promise, even if it was really, REALLY hard to write that way.

This is so fucking long so I'm sorry, but lastly before I get outta here and do more chapter 5 drafting is I have a ton of nods to thwwich in this fic (look at me and my sneaky shit lol.) Particularly the DICE members; they're all the same names/personalities as what's in thwwich, AND the cities that they go to are also the fictional Japanese cities from that fic too!! Though that last part was really because I didn't want to have to come up with more fucking city names lmao. Still, I guess you could say they're, like, alternate universes of each other. An alternate universe inside an alternate universe. We're going meta.

There, I'm done yapping!! Hopefully, that was sort of a fun read, if you're still here lmao. Clearly I'm very passionate about this thing, and it's making me want to work on the second chapter more, BUT I gotta at least finish a couple more chapters of the phantom thief au first. I truly think having the time to stew on it, too, since I've been having issues getting the dialogue to work how I need it to, will make it better.

Thanks for reading!!!

~Kiwi

[bepisbee]

7 7 sentence wips tag cuz why not

if its not obvious im an absolute sucker for vio wearing shadows clothes lmao

if anyone is interested in reading more of these lmk i might work on them more

(slice of life care, tldr shadow is awake over nights and vio wakes up then cant fall back asleep)

<><><>

His ears twitched up at footsteps down the stairs. Someone getting water maybe? They had drunk a lot more than usual. He turns off the faucet and faces his guest, surprised it is Vio. Once he fell asleep he was out like a brick.

Even more surprising was his slight hunch, flushed face, and lack of pants. His partner was only wearing Shadow’s warm wool sweater that fell to his mid-thighs and that was it.

<><><>

College study session vidow with a baseline of fwb vioxdot

They sigh softly. They’re too distracted to study right now. Sitting on a giant snorlax bean bag between the two of them and the newest addition across them: Shadow. Shadow had gotten an ‘in’ to their little group through Dot. They shared a class and had asked about them, wanting to date Vio. They snuck another glance over at Shadow, chewing on it’s pencil with brows furrowed.

<><><>

couch makeout/vio caught reading mxm

It was a little amusing, the self proclaimed stoic researcher to be so interested in fantastical smut.

He pretty much lived in one after all. He was right there and able to shapeshift in whatever vampire, nymph, or serial killer he desired. Shadow exhaled softly, amused. More hair strands fell to block some of his lovely view.

Shadow carefully padded over, silent as a cat. “Dahlin?” he tried to no response. He huffed a soft laugh from his nose.

<><><>

creeshure shadow

Shadow was a many things; human wasn’t one of them. He had figured there was a little something off about him. He was too cute not to come with fine print.

Vio just wasn’t expecting to find him: partially fluid black body form, bloodied claws the size of his head, and a too large mouth full of sharp rows of teeth. He had another set of eyes, one red and one blue. That explained the heterochromia, he idly thinks. What a thought to have while he’s frozen in shock with a dripping maw full of bear flesh.

<><><>

toxic ex shadow back in town

He winced, purple eyes looking down. “Gotbacktogetherwithmyexagain?” Vio chanced a peek up. Blue growled with frustration and turned around. She needed to step away and count her breaths before she smacked the damn fool.

“Please tell me you are not talking about-”

“Shadow, yes.

<><><>

Cold winter cuddles

Shadow teased, ruffling his messy hair. It was mostly out of its braid by now, and so soft. “I’m glad you had fun, darlin.” As Shadow untangled the mess, Vio hummed. He pulled the blanket over his silly boyfriend. He startled when Vio shoved his ice cold feet against his legs. “Vio!”

<><><>

snow walk date borrow scarf

Vio rolled his eyes and un-wound his purple scarf. “What are you..?” He wrapped it around Shadow’s neck. It was warm from Vio’s body heat, they noted with a small flush. The action felt so intimate for some reason. Vio stood close, cupping their face afterwards.

<><><>

dorm au pwp (not nsfw)

He dried off the last of himself and stole Shadow’s sweater on the top of the laundry basket. He pressed it into his face and inhaled. It smelled like their fabric softener and Shadow’s cologne. He’d worn it out a few times in lieu of a coat. Vio hummed happily and strutted his way into their bedroom, re-shutting the door behind him.

Shadow hums a questioning tone as he feels the bed depressing next to him.

<><><>

lesbain vidow college au (slightly more spicy, not explicit)

Weight sat between her thighs, hands gripping the soft plush flesh. Vio laughed as she woke up. Her breath tickled the stubbly hairs in front of her face.

“Good morning.” Vio amuses, looking up at her sleepy face.

“Goood mornin doll,” Shadow drawls, swallowing thickly. “Whatcha doin there?”

“Having my dessert before dinner.”

[sweeneydino]

Random Fanfic and AU Ideas I'm writing down now so I don't forget it. Some of these are old.

Angst and Blood Warning, btw.

If anyone wants to write it, please feel free to take it. I'm running out of reading material, and I'm having withdrawal.

Never listen to Kikuo while drawing man, really makes you make some depressing shit 💀

A Blanket For Your Troubles:

Leon didn't make it out of the prison dimension.

His soul, in the image of him as a tot, remains unable to rest and haunts a strange world similar to his own where he meets four older mutants like him who try to help him move on.

He either remains dead and goes back to his ancestors or somehow is able to reunite with his family.

Depends on how much you want to hurt.

To prove yourself:

Three sets of the unique family end up trapped in the Rottmnt universe, where they must raise the Rottmnt crew with a recently mutated Splinter.

However, the differences between them prove to cause a rift in a certain young slider who's growing self-hatred comes to head in one final encounter.

Where he must prove himself.

Cruel Joke:

When you're on your death bed, you expect to be met with those you've loved who were lost along the way, greeting you with open arms.

What you don't expect is to awaken with four baby versions of you and your siblings, crawling all over you, and an image of your father that is vastly different than from what you can remember.

The universes final "Fuck you", to the last ninja turtle standing.

Party Crasher:

A fun, annual universal gathering of your favorite TMNT versions is rudely intruded by one incredibly injured and very feral, red-eared slider that gives one of them a cast and the other a minor concussion.

With their party ruined, the collection of turtles, and their companions, must begrudgingly help this strange turtle rediscover their identity and heal fast to discover just what the absolute hell caused so much damage to something so young.

Also, they like apples.

Not my brothers:

The smallest holds them together. So when the youngest dies in their arms, they lose their glue.

The blue one becomes protective and clingy. He assumes the worst and uses his blade to fix it.

Purple keeps track and imprisons to keep safe. He's not afraid to use his tech for certain situations.

Big red keeps them from straying far, no matter what must be done to do so.

Michelangelo must treat these versions of his brothers like monsters that'll kill him at a moments notice because thats exactly what they've become.

Idk that's just what I remember. I don't like it.

Blood in the Streets:

Leon gets a strange yokai disease that makes him crave flesh. He has to hide the problem while his brothers help a newly arrived vampire hunter hunt down beasts. Unfortunately, he is quite attractive.

Lmao vampire love story lol Leosagi.

Better than twilight

I don't fucking know I'm sleep deprived💀L

If there are any fics like these things, I'd love to see them. I need more book pages while I procrastinate.

Why am I so lazy

Just posting shiz

[crownedwille]

My wilmon vampire AU

Since I keep seeing vampire fics I decided to share some of my own WIP I've been writing on and off for like a year. It contains vampire Wilhelm and vampire hunter Simon and I need to spread more of that propaganda to counteract the vampire Simon stuff lmao. This is only a snippet since it's not done yet and I don't know when it will be but this part felt like a good introduction.

Enemies to lovers type of situation, mentions of blood and death (duh), and Simon having a strong case of I can fix him, no really, I can

"Wille, you promised."

Simon got out his stake out of reflex, ready to aim and use it. Wilhelm grinned darkly at him, blood still staining his teeth, a body lying on the ground, neck ripped apart. If Simon were to touch it, it would probably still be warm. If he had come a few minutes earlier maybe then he could've still saved this life.

He hated it. He hated when Wille decided to bring his meals home and he hated coming home to a bloody massacre (and when he did he start considering Wille's place home?) and not being able to do anything about it. It was by far not his first time seeing a dead body in his job but it still left a stinging pain in his chest. He always mourned the ones he couldn't save, even if they were faceless strangers.

"You know you can't kill me." Wilhelm referred to the stake Simon was still clutching in his hand.

Yes, he knew. It wasn't about whether Simon built up the courage to do it (they both knew he was more than capable). Wilhelm had opened up about his family one cozy evening and told him that he was born into one of the three noble vampire families that were considered well over a thousand years old. They were at the top, basically royalty amongst vampires and couldn't be killed by sunlight or wooden stakes.

There was a weapon rumored to exist that could kill them but it has vanished and no one has come across it in over two hundred years. Wilhelm was, for better or worse, truly immortal.

Wilhelm had told him even more about his family that night in a bitter tone, how he had had a complicated relationship with his parents, feeling like he had to always compete with his brother for their affection and lost but he loved his brother who was always there for him and made sure he didn't feel lonely in their castle and then Wilhelm lost him, the only person he was ever close to and he has been angry and lonely ever since. Since now.

Wille had cried that night. According to his own words, it has been about 90 years since he last shed any tears. It was the first time Wille had been so vulnerable with him and Simon had cried too and Wille had let Simon hold him and they had the most gentle sex that night.

It never happened again.

Simon swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to conceal his nerves and come across as determined. "No but this can still hurt you." And he would use it. Maybe just to teach Wille a lesson.

Wilhelm chuckled. "As if I'd let you come this close with that."

"You already have, once," Simon retorted sharply.

Wilhelm's laugh died. Yes, they both vividly remembered the day they first met when Simon put a stake in his heart. "And I won't make the same mistake again. I have been doing this for centuries, long before you were even born, don't think you stand a chance against me."

Simon got the warning. Wilhelm was superior to him in everything, speed, strength, experience and he would lose the fight. He was only alive because Wilhelm let him and had to count on Wille's soft spot for him that it was enough.

Simon knew by now that it was more than just that, there was real affection on both sides. The time they spent together couldn't just be erased, Simon was in way too deep now. He had feelings for Wille and he knew they were reciprocated.

Wilhelm was unpredictable and impulsive but he wouldn't kill him, of that he was sure. But could Simon just stand by and watch him murder innocent people? He had made a pact to himself and the Hunters League to protect the innocent from monsters like Wille. It was his duty. And he had always been proud to fulfill it.

And now here he was, letting Wilhelm continue killing innocent people.

"I can't let you keep doing this, you know I have to do something," he tried to bargain.

"So just because you feel guilty I should stop doing something that keeps me alive?"

"Bullshit," Simon snapped, "you don't need to kill them to stay alive."

Wilhelm gave a miniscule shrug. "Maybe. But I want to."

Hearing those words so straight forward made Simon flinch. He knew that was a reason why many vampires killed, not because of survival, taking a little blood would sustain them enough but they enjoyed it. They were predators. It was nothing new but still, he hated hearing it from Wille's mouth.

Wilhelm caught his reaction and scoffed. "You knew exactly who I was from the beginning, I never pretended to be anything else. You knew and yet you still continued to come back for more. I didn't make you do anything, so don't you come here and blame me now, this is on you."

Simon suppressed a wince. Another thing he hated, being confronted with the truth. He knew about Wille being a vampire before they had even spoken but not what kind and he had not anticipated the feelings and complications that came with it.

He wanted to say it was a lie, that there was more to Wille and he wanted to be a good person and was trying so hard not to kill. There were occasional hints that made Simon believe in it and what made him stay. He had hope when Wille was his soft and tender self with vulnerable eyes and then he crushed it again when he got cold and mean.

"I can't let you kill." He tried again, the wood digging into the palm of his hand.

Wille's grin came back, he licked the remaining blood from his teeth. "Too late for that."

Wilhelm was being intentionally cruel right now. It was something he was very good at, digging right into Simon's insecurities and moral struggles when he wanted to win an argument and it definitely was not the first time they had this one.

Simon kept feeling conflicted and hated himself everytime he let Wilhelm get away with murder. He couldn't actually slay him but he should at least stop seeing him, he shouldn't still have feelings for Wille even after he saw him draining somebody of their blood, right? What was wrong with him?

Wilhelm walked towards him. He took the stake out of Simon's hand, who let him, and threw it carelessly on the ground somewhere next to the body. "Just give it up."

"Why don't you give it up and stop being such a bastard!" Simon snarled, some of the fight coming back to him.

Wilhelm didn't react to Simon's aggressive taunt like Simon expected him to and instead started caressing his neck and ran his fingers down his arm tenderly. Simon shivered. "I'm sorry, okay. I won't do it again."

There it was, the sweet soft Wille that promised him to stop. Lies. They were lies. Simon was aware of it by now but it was still comforting to hear. He decided to turn off the rational side of his brain telling him that, he wanted to stop fighting, he just wanted to be with Wille without any of the complications.

"Promise?" He yearned to hear the empty words again and feel Wille's lips on his.

Wilhelm nodded and pulled Simon closer for a kiss, the drained body lying on the ground forgotten.

"I promise."

[delugyu]

i wanna see your wips 😁😁 show me your wips 😁😁

astrology anon can you tell i have free time now? lol

i could never say no to u bae

i have literally like 20 drabble wips so i’m gonna focus on my actual fic wips instead LOL also so many of these are beomgyu fics, forgive me my bias is showing

okay so obviously there’s spider-man yeonjun!!!! i still need to post an official teaser for this LOL but it’ll be my next fic to release. it’s also a college au, so basically jjun’s balancing being a hero to the city on top of being a star student on top of being lowkey in love with mc. quick plot run through: mc ends up inviting yeonjun to some party, they start getting closer, cue some action (the fighting kind), then mc gets kind of involved in the spider-man shenanigans and they get even closer and cue some more action (the smutty kind). LMAO i have a billion scenes i wish i could share but i’ll go with these two

hehe i love yeonjun and mc and this whole fic so much im so excited to write some more this weekend

i had a vampire gyu wip that i mentioned back in like january but tbh i think im gonna rework the plot and change the member to soobin…. so basically soobin’s part of this like rich vampire family lol and mc lives there as a servant. soobin and mc are super flirty with each other and have these little stolen moments where they just get to romancing a bit. soobin’s parents ask mc to retrieve a bloodthirst relieving potion from some witch, and soobin decides to tag along just for fun. then at the witch’s abode the two of them are alone for some time anddddd you can put two and two together! i might write this one more in the fall cause vampires are fitting for that time of year.

speaking of wips to come out in the fall, i had this idea for a halloween fic where mc’s a scientist and she wants to revive a dead person with full success. i have it titled as “frankenstein au” in my docs lmao so picture it kinda like that. she gets her hands on some corpse (which of course is beomgyu) and brings him back to life, which she’s so excited about, until she realizes that he’s retained like no personal information of himself at all. so she considers her mission a failure and is pretty much ready to move on to trial #2 with a new corpse. she still keeps beomgyu around cause it feels a little cruel to kill him again, so he just helps out in the lab. he’s like sooo infatuated with her tho, she’s all he knows and he just wants her attention so bad. he’s kind of bratty and sulky cause he doesn’t want mc moving on from him. this will be a dark fic cause gyu goes off his rocker and is really uninhibited as the fic goes on lol

another wip i mentioned back in january is the academic rivals taehyun one. i haven’t made any progress on it since last mentioning it tho LMAO. then there’s the virgin!gyu + virgin!mc one i mentioned, but i probably won’t work on that one for a while cause of the drabble series im working on rn being a little too similar

then we have robot!gyu hehe i’ll probably work on this next after spidey!jjun. ack i just wanna attach the whole plot outline but im holding back… the outline is long asf tho so it’ll probably have to be two or three parts. anyway mc moves into her own house alone after having some issues with her ex. soobin is her brother, and he works as a developer for an AI company, so he suggests that mc gets a robot to just protect her bc he’s worried about her. mc’s hesitant but agrees, and in comes robot gyu hehe. she kinda keeps away from him at first, but eventually warms up to him a little and talks to him more. she talks to soobin abt her convos with beomgyu, and soobin tells her that it’s all just mimicry of human behavior, not actual consciousness. after that it gets super weird and i can’t spoil it but there’s a clear divide between believing beomgyu vs believing soobin. it’s definitely a mindfuck and it’s all in mc’s pov so we have no clue who’s right. this would be a psychological thriller, and it gets more and more crazy as it goes on. super super excited to write this lol

aaaaand that’s all! spewed out everything in my google docs, this is how much i love u. i’m glad u have free time now agh i’m jealous cause i’ve got exams and essays left and right from now until the end of the semester 😭 also while i was writing this i realized, idk who UR bias is in txt?!?!? something in my gut says soobin, but my judgment is highly clouded cause it’s only bc u were team soobin for c3 LMFAO

[alienoresimagines]

I don't know which WIP is it but THE VAMPIRE ONE ALI TELL ME ABOUT THE VAMPIRE ONE 🧛🏻‍♀️🧛🏻‍♀️🧛🏻‍♀️🧛🏻‍♀️🧛🏻‍♀️🧛🏻‍♀️🧛🏻‍♀️

LMAO PLS I CACKLED

@majorbuckyegan also asked about the vampire AU, even if they didn't know it was 😂❤️ So the Vampire AU is "Half of your heart beats in my chest", I'm not sure why I bothered with a title since it's a universe more than a fic but anyway

I'm going to make a post to introduce it in a few days but this is my time to infodump on lore!!!

First, canon divergence, Gale and Marge do not exist in 1940s, they're not even born, but everyone else is. Bucky is turned in 1946, the same year as Curt.

Now for some lore :)))

There is a lot of stigma about vampires, especially pre-2000s when people were afraid vampires would forcibly feed from them and spread disease, including vampirism (which is actually misinformation because vampires cannot turn other people by biting them). Regulations are put in place but vampires still have to “prove themselves” and show they aren’t monsters because they’re “sick” and need blood to survive.

John and Curt settles in New York, in a vampire community, and surprise surprise, John Egan, who's had countless one-night stands trying to remember what it feels like to be human, who's accepted being alone forever, meets College student! Gale Cleven at the hospital when he goes to pick up his weekly blood bag (bc drinking from someone is a no-no). John being in awe of Gale who genuinely wants to help and care for vampires. Gale being head over heels over this vampire that hates himself for who he is but can't help being kind and sweet. Them having lil dates where Gale tells John what he learned in class (he's in a medical course centered on vampire care) and John giving him more handsome knowledge

SLOW BURN! VULNERABILITY!! PINING!! FLUFF!! WOOING!! COURTING!! SMUUUUUUUUUUUT (john railing gale to heavens bc he has vampire stamina bby)

also blooddrinking bc once John gets past his Issues, they both find Gale's a lil freak lmao

HURT/COMFORT!!! BUCKY GOING BERSERK WHEN SOMEONE HURTS GALE (bc well... gale has to a vampire at some point and I gotta make these boys hurt)

And lots of dating fluff bc I want to have fun exploring the Human/Vampire trope 🥰

I promise it'll be more detailed in the HCs I'll post soon but I hope it was to your taste 🥹

Also for the title - John's heart doesn't beat since he's dead but Gale's his heart so 🫡

[waddingham]

20 Questions for (Fanfiction) Writers

hihi sage :) @broadwayfreak5357 thanks for tagging me 🥰

1. How many fics do you have on ao3?

50

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

744,207

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

leg fic 💀

wildflowers (which has slowly crept up this far? somehow?)

two sweethearts and the summer wind :)

it's a symptom of your touch (it makes me so happy this is still top 5 lol)

someday 🥺

4. What fandoms do you write for?

actively right now, just ted lasso. but i've written for schitt's creek, twin peaks, and written for but never shared x-files

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

listen. i'm just a severely antisocial girl, staring at almost 4,000 comments, wishing LIKE HELL i could be that person 😭 i did originally on my first tl fic and i so badly wanted to keep going because i am SO grateful for every comment and reader I get, but now I'm so behind I genuinely wouldn't know where to start

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hmm. i don't do angsty endings really. maybe in the cracks of light just bc i was talking about it with a friend once and they said they genuinely didn't know which section was truly the dream section and i'm obsessed with that idea.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably someday? I don't know. i end most of my fics in a happy place. or at least a hopeful one.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

no, thankfully. i don't mind criticism but hate would piss me off

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yes, i do. the sexy kind.

10. Do you write crossovers?

no. they don't hold much interest for me

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

no, but i had a joke from one of my early fics stolen which is honestly just funny lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no. that sounds so stressful fldndkdnd

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

it's gotta be mulder and scully. the way they ate my brain up for years on end......the way I read quite literally EVERY fic on gossamer.....most timeless ship on the planet

15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oh the western au. rest in peace my beloved </3

16. What are your writing strengths?

ive been told i write really gutteral emotions in a way that comes across very strongly. unfortunately i don't really know how I do that but I'm very glad people feel it when they read certain stories of mine.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i can be too heavy handed and overwrite things. in my more recent wips, I've gotten a lot better at showing instead of telling and trusting the reader to understand the nuances rather than explain them. also if I overthink a plot, or the order of scenes, it literally all falls apart. if I do anything but flow along from one scene to the next, I can't put the story back together. (again — rip western au)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

I don't know why I'd have thoughts on this. if it makes sense, go for it. I've done it.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

x-files, but as far as posted fic, it's some twin peaks ficlets that you could not pay me to reread, but i can't bring myself to orphan lol

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

this is a hard question because in terms of how the final product came out, it's probably a song of mourning, but my favorite experience with posting a fic was most definitely the escort au, BUT my favorite ones to actually write have been the vampire au and someday (though she needs [and will soon be getting!] a major edit) so i don't know. it doesn't help that if I have even a slight dislike of a project I simply won't post it lmao so the things that have made it up are there because I really liked them