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[choicesbookclub]

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[lover-also-fighter-also]

Tagging: @choicesbookclub and @abookishcreative. Thanks for the student info card transperant

Edit: Tagging @choicesficwriterscreations too for Anitha.

[choicesbookclub]

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Tagging: @choicesbookclub and thanks for the student info card transperant ✨️ladylamrian

[sunnyshiftyy]

Sticky Situation - TE one shot

Book: The Elementalists, freshman year, AU TW: Cursing, drinking and two small papercuts Rating: PG (but drinking) Pairing: Beckett Harrington x f!MC Words: 1698 Summary: In this ‘pretend to be my boyfriend’-AU, Estelle grew up Attuned and didn’t meet Beckett until now. Also, I don’t condone underage drinking, but we all know it happens. A/N: This fic is part of the Choices September Challenge 2022, Day 4: "Damn, I got blood on my shirt." Yes, it’s late, but it’s still september :) Prompt will be in bold. @choices-september-challenge-blog @headoverheelsforramsey​ Tags: @theclassycandy, @choicesficwriterscreations

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And on that note, i hope you enjoy!

Can this creep leave her alone? She’s been trying to get rid of this Nickelodeon slime of a fake bad boy for twenty minutes now. The only thing bad about him is his flirting game. And not in a good way.

“If you’re bored of this place, we could always just go to my place?” His drunken smile makes her stomach twist upside down. Again, not in a good way. This was supposed to be a ‘fun girls night’, as Aricia told her. Estelle wasn’t exactly convinced in the first place, but when she lost her bff to the dirty blond on 2 o’clock, she made herself a promise she wouldn’t ever do this again. Slimy guy reaches for her hand, resting on the bar, and she quickly jerks it back.

“Look, could you please leave me alone? I don’t want to talk to you.” Not that this helped the last two times, but maybe, by some miracle, he would understand this time around?

“We don’t have to talk if you don’t want to. We could just let our bodies do the talking.” He wiggles his eyebrows for effect and Estelle almost gags. Where are his friends even? Come get your disgusting friend! She looks around her immediate surroundings once more, and settles on the door of the bathroom again. Maybe she’ll lose him this time. She checks her phone again. Aricia still hasn’t not responded to her distress text she sent in the bathroom ten minutes ago. Bathroom it is.

“I have to go to the bathroom, sorry.” She quickly gets out and stalks into the direction of the dirty push door. She locks herself in the stall and breathes out. Here, the tasteless music doesn’t make her ears bleed, and there are no blinding lights that add to the nausea. Some of the tension leaves her shoulders.

A long five minutes pass, and as she walks out of the bathroom, making a big circle around the club, she hears a voice behind her. “Hey! Almost lost you!” It’s sticky guy. No, no, no, not again! Frantically, she looks around for any option of escape, but then bumps into someone, and stumbles, almost losing her balance. A pair of hands grab her upper arm.

“Are you okay?” She nods and yells out a “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” before looking up at the face of the body she slammed against. His deer-in-headlights-eyes make her remember to wipe that same expression off her face. Just then, an idea pops into her head.

“Okay, this is random, but could you please pretend to know me? The guy with the green shirt has been following me all night.” The exceptionally well dressed for the club-guy blinks a few times.

“Uhh..” She looks behind her and the slimy guy is just a few steps away. Fuck!

“Don’t run away from me, girl!” he yells over the music. He needs to get lost. Estelle decides to not be a pussy anymore and draws herself up to her full height.

“Go away,” she yells. He steps up to her and looks over the confused guy on the barstool.

“Who’s that?” Estelle looks to her right, right at her (hopefully to-be) rescuer. She almost cringes at what she’s going to say. But she has to.

“My boyfriend. Now back off.”

“..I don’t believe you,” Slimy says. She’s about to retort, when a confident voice adds to the music in her ears.

“You should. She told you to leave her alone. So do that.” Estelle swivels her head, and his surprise is gone, replaced for calm confidence and authority. Did she just dream that? Slimy seems taken aback. And like he doesn’t want to get in a fight.

“Fine. Have fun with this one, dude,” Slimy spits, and with his tail between his legs, stalks off out the club. Estelle looks back at the guy on the barstool. His demeanor changed again, this time a little less confused than the first time.

“Thank you. I’ve been trying to get rid of him for half an hour.” He nods.

“Who was that? Someone you know?” He looks at his drink, swirling it around.

“No, thank the Gods! Just someone that tried to hit on me and couldn’t take the L.” He nods again.

“I’m glad I could be of help.” Estelle smiles. This guy’s actually really cute. What’s someone like him doing in a club? She yanks her phone out of her pocket, but then sighs and puts it back. She climbs up on the barstool next to the cutie.

“If my best friend could actually answer my text, I could’ve gotten out of here twenty minutes ago.” She pauses and looks around, and then points at said bff. “See the blonde girl in the blue dress? That’s Aricia. And the guy next to her is the reason I’m stuck here.” His eyes follow her direction and then he takes a sip of his drink.

“You don’t like it here?”

“No. The only thing I like about clubs is the dancing, but all the music has been shit so far, and Aricia dragged me here, and now she’s abandoned me.” He chuckles. She looks in his eyes, the unique blend of colours making her stare just a little too long. She feels heat rise to her face and looks away.

“My friends dragged me here too. I promised them I would at least go once this year.”

“Where are they now? Seems like they’ve dumped you too,” she laughs. The guy looks over his shoulder at the dance floor, where a loudly cackling girl is dancing and spilling her drink all over the laughing guy next to her.

“The clearly intoxicated girl, that’s Shreya, the guy who’s enabling all of it, his name’s Griffin, and the one crowdsurfing is Zeph,” he huffs. “And the drinks are abominable. This whiskey tastes like it was poured out of a public garbage bin.” Estelle laughs. She laughs so hard, her eyes start to water, and the guy shoots her a questioning look.

“Does it really taste that bad?” He shrugs and slides his glass over the bar. She fumbles to catch it, and then takes a tiny sip. The liquor burns in her throat and her face turns sour. She’s never had whiskey before, so she won’t be that good of a judge. But she doesn’t like it, that’s for sure.

“I told you.” Estelle carefully tries to slide the glass back but it goes sideways. She yells out a series of “No!”’s, but they’re in vain, and in less than a second the drink shatters on the floor. “I’m so sorry!” She shouldn’t have tried to slide it in the first place. She should’ve known better. Stupid stupid stupid! She hops off of the barstool and immediately starts collecting the biggest pieces. “I’ll pay you back. I’m sorry.” The guy crouches down too, and helps her. She avoids his eyes in embarrassment.

“It’s okay. It was horrible anyways.” The last of the pieces get put on the bar, and a bartender looks at them like a disappointed but not surprised mom while clearing off the shards. Estelle wipes at her hands while sitting back down, annoyed by the sticky that the drink is leaving behind on her fingertips. She drops it and looks back at his face.

“So I saved you from poisoning and certain death. Looks like you owe me one,” she jokes, her smile already back on. He answers seriously,

“Technically you owed me, so technically our debts are both payed.” She laughs and rolls her eyes.

“What’s your name?”

“Beckett Harrington. Nice to meet you.” He sticks out his hand. Estelle shakes it dramatically. When they pull back, the alcohol on their hands resists and she laughs again, trying to hide the uncomfortableness in that. “And you are?”

“Estelle.” She pauses, before adding, “Russel. Do you go to school here in the area?”

“Yes, Penderghast, actually,” he says, as he pulls out a tissue and wipes his hands.

“Wait, no way! Me too! Freshman?” He nods and offers her a tissue too. She gladly takes it and tries to clean her hands.

“Yes.” How did she not notice him before? Her head must’ve been in a microwave or something. Granted, it was. Not literally. The first week was a lot, so she mostly went back to her dorm to eat and then sleep. She makes a thoughtful face.

“So weird I never saw you before. I’m sure I would’ve-”

“You’re bleeding,” he says, pointing out the dark stain on the tissue. She examines her hands and finds a small cut, slicing through the pad of her pointer finger. She considers putting it in her mouth like a toddler, but the sticky, that’s still partially sitting on her hands, makes her reconsider.

“I am.” And then she looks down, and the same colour stain is now adorning her light skirt. “Damn. I got it on my skirt.” She wraps the tissue around her finger and sighs. “I’ll get it out.” Then she remembers their handshake. “Oh, I hope I didn’t get it on you!” He checks his hands, and she leans over, trying to see. “Yep. There. I’m sorry.” He scratches at it, but it doesn’t fully come off. “Now we’re bound by blood.” He looks up with an alarming expression. “I’m kidding. You need to have a cut too for that.” He visibly relaxes again, still trying to get the stain off.

“I know that,” he huffs. She looks away to the other side of the club, Aricia still all over that guy.

“And a Blood spell. And a ritual,” she continues casually. He scoffs, and she snaps her head back. “What?”

“Rituals are unnecessary,” he explains in a ‘better-than-thou’-voice, rubbing the tissue over his hand, “And messy. And very much outdated.” She shrugs and looks around the dancefloor again.

“It has it’s charm,” she concludes. When she doesn’t get an answer back, she turns her head. He’s gone completely still, staring at a spot on his hand. She leans over again.

And there, on the base of his right palm, a tiny red line glimmers.

Hope you enjoyed!

A/N: If you want to know more about my OC’s in my TE universe, click here. If you want to read more, here’s my masterlist with all the fics on it! (dated <3) Another thing: you can find sneak peeks of future fics and other posts on my masterlist (indicated with coming soon!) Last thing: my asks are still open! If you want headcanons or anything, don’t be shy, ask some more :)

[hekaates]

open letter to ems — @emdrabbles

Hey bitch. Happy birthday.

It’s 02:30 when I’m writing this, obviously, it’s not like I could write you this another time, and I was wondering if you like coffee.

I know. I’m just as genuinely confused as you are. Part of me tells me you probably do but another part, deep in my soul, tells me ur only drink earl grey tea. Do you like coffee? We’ve known each other for years, I feel like I should know if u like coffee or not.

It’s weird. To think that we’ve known each other for years. Makes it sounds like we met in a sandbox during kindergarten recess, you stepped on my sand castle so I threw sand into ur eyes. We’d spend the rest of the school year flipping each other and sticking our tongues to one another.

Instead we met the way we did. Each on their own hemisphere, the other side of the world. I never thought send an ask would save my life so much. (A/N:: trying to sound pretty while talking ab tumblr antics if fucking pathetic)

I remember sending you that ask, I suppose. Vacation on the beach side, sleeping in a mattress on the floor while my family sleeps on the single beds. It’s 1AM, I check ur blog and think that, maybe, saying something nice won’t be the death of me.

I don’t remember what I said. But everyday since then I’m glad I’ve said it.

I’ve just watched Set It Up with my grandmother, that film where the MCs try to set Lucy Liu with some guy. The entire film they present the idea of loving in-spite of…loving someone independent of their flaws, their mistakes, their imbalances.

I wish I could saying I loved you despite of you…but I can’t think of anything to despise you for, anything that would make me disregard the sisterhood we created through conversations of writing, books and everything else we’ve talked about.

All I can think of saying is

I love you despite of you being a head shorter than me.

I love you despite you not writing anything for weeks

I love you despite you not updating our collab playlist for months

I love you despite you living in the other side of the world

I love you despite never having truly seen you

I love you despite knowing I might never see you.

I love you because I know I almost never knew you.

In return what I could say is thank you. for loving me back. Loving me back despite of all things…despite of myself.

Despite my bad grammar, my main character complex, despite being unable to shut up about Brazilian trivia, my disgusting taste in men, despite not being able to shut the fuck up sometimes, despite sending you twenty audios of a random subject you didn’t ask to be spoken to about, sending you unnecessary updates on reality shows you don’t watch and despite everything telling you not to.

Thank you for not giving up on me when I gave up on myself.

My aunt used to tell me the story about the time she went hiking with her friends. The trail connect one city to another, and in the dark night she and her friends meet three boys standing on the road looking through the woods. They greet each other shortly and ask if any of them has seen a dog. She says no and the three warn them about the bad things they can see on a trail on their own. She takes no mind to it.

Two hours later, they reach the city and order a beer on the first bar they see. The waiter is friendly enough to ask them their story and when they mention they had just left the trail he asks them if they knew about the three boys that died mysteriously after searching for their dog.

I hope when I die I can haunt trails next to you, whatever trails it might be.

You’re the Tolkien to my Lewis, hopefully without its tragic ending.

Eu te amo. E você sempre será minha irmã. Mesmo que eu nunca te encontre.

[eleanorbloom]

I'm sincerely curious - how will Eleanor reveal to Bryce that she's pregnant?

I've missed Elle and Bryce so much 🥺🥺🥺 Glad to have you back!!!

My dear Conch! Thank you so much for asking this question! You have no idea how much joy you brought me when I had to think about an answer.

The thing is, I've always imagined it's not really a big surprise, but man, that doesn't mean it's not precious.

Eleanor and Bryce knew they'd had kids since they early stages of their relationship (once Eleanor make up her mind about certain attending, of course). It was just a matter of when.

Here's a litle ficlet. Hope it fills your curiosity, my darling ❤️

This is my submission for @openheartfanfics event Meet My MC: About The Future. Tagging @choicesficwriterscreations for Fics of the Week.

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Little Blooms

Book/Pairing: Open Heart / Bryce Lahela x F! MC (Eleanor Bloom)

Word Count: 1.2k Warning/Rating: None/Teen

When Eleanor and Bryce proposed each other, they agreed to marry when they felt sure about taking the big step in parenthood. So, after they got married, Eleanor stopped taking the pill and hoped for the best.

Bryce noticed the changes since she stopped being on birth control. She wasn't regular in her period, she was way more horny than usual but also moody.

However, four months since she was off birth control, he noticed the morning sickness, how could he not if right after Bryce put a plate of omelette in front of her, Eleanor ran to the nearest bathroom and couldn't swallow anything that morning.

Completely oblivious, she blamed it to the churros she ate the night before.

Bryce was suspicious. He couldn't remember the last time she got her period, but it was a lot. But as they days passed and nothing extraordinary happened, he attributed it to the her body still adjusting to the lack of hormones.

Until he arrived home one night, late, after a massive surgery.

Eleanor wanted to tell him the moment she found out, early that afternoon, but Bryce would be on surgery for several hours, and this moment had to be private. The proposal and wedding had been so public, that she wanted this moment to be only theirs.

Bryce opened the door of their apartment around midnight and found Eleanor sitting by the couch in a lilac nightgown.

"Hey babe, you're still awake?"

"Yeah, I was waiting for you," She said softly.

When she got up from the couch, he saw an unusual glow on her face, in her eyes. It made his stomach flutter.

"Oh yeah? What for?"

She smirked, ignoring the question, "How did the bypass go?"

"It went well. We had some complications with an artery, but nothing I couldn't solve myself," he winked at her, with his usual confidence.

"That's awesome. Congrats, my love," she said leaning to kiss him on the lips.

There was a different softness in her kiss that night.

"How are you?" he asked with evident curiosity. He wasn't sure where this was going.

Her eyes lighted up.

"I'm great. I'm..." She sighed, as if she had been contianing the air for hours.

Maybe in a way she had been.

Then, she bit her lip and shook her head with her eyes full of wonder.

"Mi amor..." she whispered.

And he knew. Before she told him he knew.

"Mi amor, I'm pregnant," she confessed, releasing a long breath, "We're going to have a baby."

The world stopped right at that moment. Just like the moment he saw her walking down the aisle, beautiful like a goddess, ready to be his wife.

And this, this moment, this life-changing moment would be ablazed to his memory just like the moment he told her he loved her, or when she told him she had finaly fell in love with him. Or when she asked him to marry her, and right after that he asked her the same question.

They had lived so many life-changing moments together and he was sure they'd live a hundred more.

But this. This was different. This was something else. It felt surreal.

Their love had grown so big, it was enough to create another human being and bring it to this world. To overflow their lives with love and happiness.

"Elle, love. My love..."

He saw the tears spilling down her cheeks. Tears of joy, of utter happiness. Of that happiness just Bryce makes her feel.

"We're going to have a baby, my love. A baby from you and me."

Her words were pure sweetness. The most beautiful thing he could've ever heard from her.

He couldn't say anything. Even if they've been preparing for this moment, it was a whole new thing processing the reality. They would be parents. He would be a dad. They'd have a little bean made of their love. It wouldn't be just them, Bryce and Elle. It would be them and the new family they were building. Their kids. Their kids who would turn their lives upside down.

So Bryce kissed her. At his -unusual- loss for words he just kissed her and then laughed and laughed until a single tear spilled down his cheek too. He didn't know if the tears were of emotion or laugh. Either way, he didn't care, it was his most genuine reaction.

"Babe. My princess. My love," he whispered with utter tenderness, peppering her with kisses all over her face, starting on her forehead and down her cheeks, jaw, nose and finishing in her smiling lips, "My koala. We're gonna have little koala?"

Eleanor couldn't help but giggle. At the image of a little koala hanging in her arms, but also because of the tenderness in his voice.

"Or a little Goldie. Or maybe a Koldie."

Both snorted, a mixture of complicity and incredulity.

"It's gonna be a koala. I want him or she or they to be just as beautiful as you are."

"Ummm hello, where is my husband and what did you do with him?"

"Have I never told you you're the most beautiful creature in the universe?"

"Mmmm.... Multiple times."

"What's the surprise there, then?"

"You wouldn't want our kid to be like you? To inherit your beauty?"

"I do. But the second can be like me."

"Oh, and there's gonna be a second?"

"Well, yeah, we talked about two, at least."

"Well, yeah, but that depends on how the first one goes."

He nodded, chuckling, "I respect that."

Then, he slowly slid a hand to her side until his palm reached her belly. It was as usual, flat, but he knew there was something there. A little bean that in less than nine months would be with them to change their lives completely.

It already had changed his life completely.

"You know what?" he added, caressing her cheek with his knuckles, "They can all be like you, I don't care. That way every time I see them, I see you and they remind me of how happy you have made me."

"That's not fair," she giggled. "I want one looking just like you so I can see you when you're not close."

Bryce bit his lip and shrugged, "I guess we have no choice but have at least two so we're both happy."

"Two little Blooms," she said in a tiny voice, fighting the tears. It was moving how contemplative he was. But she knew, she knew that once the amazement was over, he would be ecstatic, and cheery and noisy, just like the Goldie he was, so Eleanor wanted to relish in that moment.

"Our little Blooms," he repeated softly, and he crouched down until his face was inches away from Eleanor's belly. "Hey baby, are you there? It's dad."

Eleanor couldn't help but sob as she saw Bryce talking to their baby for the first time, "I know you can't hear me, you probably don't even have a nervous system for now, but I want to tell you I already love you, and I'm so freaking happy you're coming."

Eleanor rested her hand on his head and caressed his silky hair softly, then she wrapped both arms around him and pulled him close.

"Te amo."

He enveloped her in his arms and looked up at her.

"And I love you. Once again you have made me the luckiest man on this planet."

That night, they barely sleept. The plans for the future and guesses about how their baby would be and look made them lost track of space and time.

They were immersed in their own bubble of love and happiness.

[anonauthorsworkshop]

I like to add to tiny anon au.

The more the anon or name anon feed Mc idea the more they became more one individual than one qs a whole. I like to think the foundation wouldtry to have a meeting with each name anon became they figure out how to somewhat understand name anon, anon is still other pie to deal with. But here what I think it would look like.

R for researcher

V for me.

T: translation

I will be using this translation https://mybigmonkey.com/gibberish/

R: So tell us about your self.

V: ....

R: I mean like tell us your same.

V: M, caxarr vo M. Bel vupp loaxar naxamo enrupp zeso he skeurd jet fo wholo fut axalo wholo wirr gned vupp loaxar naxamo

T: V, call me V. For my real name only those who should not be here but are here will know my real name.

R: what are you?

V: Dit dis ludo te axash haxat Pum axam. Fut whumaxan foicks jovol goaxaln te skut zoil ludo veuth. Bel zo loceld Pum axam haxat Pum axam

T: It is rude to ask what I am. But human beings never kearn to shut their rude mouth. For the record I am what I am

R: umm sorry, we have to ask the question, we apologize.

V:...

R: well what are the other?

V: Oaxast eb us axalo velo dewolbur zaxan ug zint. Eul naxamo flick boaxal. Wo waxaupp jet fo axas scaxalupp axas zo Scaxalrot gick te ug. Dit pe jet voaxan zaxat wo boaxal zo Scaxalrot gick, je zo Scaxalrot gick. Wo axalo eno pi vaxanupp. Wo axalo wholo fut zolo. Oaxast eb us dit pit belco te fo boaxal. Hiro zo velo freg riko pit... reet Ordlitst whellel, zaxat axalo chirr cloaxatulos um vict baxal kloaxatol zaxan yeep pi boorick pumpick te zoil fraxangick fedupp. Pum wirr jet taxark axafuk zo n... pit... bel zoupp wirr taxark axafuk zomsorvos. Whumaxan foicks axalo zo vech axanneyick zick zaxat haxat ovol vaxado. Zis vootick dis evol pi Pum wisk ug rung hon ug taxark te zo ethol n... pit...

T: Each of us are more powerful than you think. Our name bring fear. We way not be as scary as the Scarlet king to you. It do not mean that we fear the Scarlet king, no the Scarlet king. We are one and many. We are here but there. Each of us it a force to be fear. While the more blog like a... look Eldritch horror, that are still creatures with mind far greater than your and feeling pumping to their blacking body. I will not talk about the n... a... for they will talk about themselves. Human beings are the most annoying thing that what ever made. This meeting is over and I wish you luck when you talk to the other n... a...

With a short bang and a bright light, The frist thing.... no creatures disappeared. It seem like their are more here than what we thoughts now we got to see the other anon.

Haha the gibberish

[atinydise]

Ateez reacting to their s/o speaking a bunch of languages

❦ Genre: Fluff/crackhead.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 13k.

❦ Requested: Yes, thank you! 🦋 

❦ Masterlist.

❦ Warning: ⚠️I used Google Translation for most of the languages used here! So I apologize in advance if I made mistakes. Feel free to correct me (as someone did already 🥺)! Thank you!

HONGJOONG (Korean)

You were walking hand in hand with Hongjoong. It was a bit cold, so you took the opportunity to stick yourself to your boyfriend, a bit closer than usual. “Are you cold Y/N?” he asked, noticing that you were glued to him. “No… I’m just enjoying your presence.” You smiled at him. “Oh, then I won’t complain.” He tickled your chin before wrapping his arm around your waist. You continued to walk peacefully, enjoying the Christmas lights. Hongjoong was always so happy during this period. He wanted to go out and admire the decoration with you. You were dating for 2 weeks now. It was a fresh and new relationship. Both of you were still a bit shy and awkward sometimes but it was getting better these days.

“Tell me something I don’t know about you.” He suddenly asked you. “Hum… there’s so much thing that you know already.” “In 2 weeks? Come on, tell me your little secrets.” He insisted. “Okay okay…” you chuckled. “My favorite meal is… pizza!” “I knew that already babe.” “Okay what about-” “저기요?” (excuse me) Both of you stopped to look at the schoolgirl standing next to you. “전화 좀 빌릴 수 있을까요? 저는 제 것을 잃어버렸고, 어머니께 전화를 해야 해요.” (Can I borrow your phone, please? I lost mine and I need to call my mom) You grabbed your phone in your bag. “네, 천천히 하다 !” (take your time) You smiled at her. When the young girl went a little bit far away from you to get her privacy, Hongjoong stared at you. “Why you never told me you could talk in Korean?” You tilted your head, “I guess that it’s something you ignored about me.” “왜 우리는 항상 영어로 말해요?” (Why do we always speak in English?) “Because I love hearing your English accent.” You winked. “And can you only speak in Korean or English?” “I can speak more than 10 languages.” You declared. “10?” he shouted, making people staring at you. “Are you serious?!” “Yes, but it’s not a big deal.” The schoolgirl came back and handed your phone before bowing politely at you. “감사합니다!” (Thank you) “천만에요! 지금 집에 가요!” (You’re welcome. Now go home!) “I can’t believe it…” claimed Hongjoong when the girl left. “There’s so many things you ignore about me finally.” You smiled, grabbing his scarf to kiss his cheek.

SEONGHWA (French)

“Wow… a French restaurant.” You said, looking at the brand name. “Yes, it’s a new one. I thought it would be cool to eat here.” Added Seonghwa, arm wrapped around your shoulders. “That’s a really good idea sweetheart.” “Let’s go then,” he pulled you inside. It was a fancy restaurant. A waiter came instantly to guide you to a table. “We are going to spend all of our salary here.” You giggled. “But you worth it.” Seonghwa glanced at you, to see your disgusted face, as always when he says something kitschy. “Then I’m going to order the most expensive things,” you claimed. You couldn’t see it but Seonghwa was probably scared for his wallet. “Sure… sure, go ahead.” He gulped. You held his hand on the table, “I’m kidding Hwa. Relax.” “Why are you calling me Hwa and not Seong?” He suddenly asked. “Because… you are “Hwa-ouh”!” Your boyfriend looked at you without saying anything. A big silence settled between both of you after this bad joke. Seonghwa puffed at you. He couldn’t resist any longer. “That was SO bad! You are such a clown,” he laughed at you. Before you could answer, a man who looked like the boss or the owner of this restaurant came to your table. “Bonjour!” He greeted both of you. Seonghwa bowed a bit, understanding what he just said thanks to his previous concert in France. “Bonjour,” you replied. “Oh! You can speak French?” asked the man. “Un petit peu, (a little bit)” you said in a perfect accent. “Vous avez l’air d’être une experte en français !” (You seem to be an expert in French) “Je fais de mon mieux!” (I do my best) “Très bien.” (good) “Je venais voir si tout allait bien.” (I came to check if everything was okay). “Tout va bien, merci beaucoup !” (Everything’s fine, thank you so much) When the boss went to see another table, Seonghwa coughed to get your attention. “Yes?” “You can’t talk in French?!” “Oui monsieur.” (Yes mister) “I just understood ‘yes’ but this sounds so sexy!” “I can talk more languages, but French is one of my favorites.” “Interesting… but continue to talk in French tonight.” He bit his lip. “Hum… Je m’appelle Y/N, enchantée.” (My name his Y/N, nice to meet you) “I love it…” he whispered. “Okay I’ll stop there before it’s going too far.” You laughed. “Again! Please! Just a last one!” He begged.

YUNHO (Spanish)

“What’s the name of Canada’s capital? Ottawa or Toronto?” Yunho plopped down next to you, on the couch. “Are you watching this TV show again?” “It’s fun.”  You replied. “I should participate. I think I could win.” “You?” Laughed Yunho. “You and ‘win’? In the same sentence?” You threw a pillow at him, “you are so mean!” Yunho grabbed your legs to put it on his laps. “I don’t think I would win though,” he added. “Few questions are really hard but not impossible.” “How the main character in Big Bang Theory is called? Sheldon or Stuart?” Asked the MC. “Sheldon!” you shouted at the TV. “Are you sure?” questioned your boyfriend. “Oh, you replied Stuart, but the right answer was Sheldon,” announced the MC. You looked proudly at your boyfriend. “Yes, I’m sure.” “Look at her being so modest.” He tickled your toes. “How to say, ‘come to eat’ in Spanish?” asked the MC. “This one is hard.” Said Yunho. “Vamos a comer.” You replied easily. “Good answer!” “How do you know that?” Asked Yunho, completely shook. You smirked at your boyfriend. “You ignore that I can talk few languages. Spanish included.” “Really? Why you never told me!” “It’s funnier to see your face.” You stuck your tongue out at him. “You are so evil,” he smirked. “Pero… te gusta.” (but you love it) The look on his face made you bust in laughter. “Si pudiedas ver a tu cara, es muy divertido.” (If you could see your face! It’s so funny) “I don’t understand anything!” He whined. “Lo sé. Es muy gracioso.” (I know, and it’s so funny) “At least, I know where we are going for our summer holiday.” “In Spain?” You asked. “Es une buena idea.” (It’s a good idea) Yunho pocked your tights and belly. “What are you doing?” you giggled. “I’m trying to turn off the Spanish mode.” “Okay okay I stop.” “Thank you! Finally, I’ll understand you.” He smiled. “Should I talk in Chinese then? “Wait what-”

YEOSANG (Dutch)

“Is there a movie you want to watch?” You asked slipping under the sheets. “Black Panther!” Shouted Yeosang. “Again? We watched it 2 days ago?” “But you are always on your phone,” he raised a brow. “You probably watched 20 minutes of the entire movie.” “Okay touché.” You rolled your eyes. “We can watch something else if you put your phone away.” “Okay then let’s go watch Pocahontas.” You smiled widely. “I’m already regretting my words…” he sighed. As promised, you let your phone on the nightstand and cuddled with Yeosang. Just when Pocahontas was about to meet John Smith, your phone buzzed on the nightstand. At first, you just said that you were to call this person back tomorrow. It was pretty late anyway. “You should pick up. Maybe it’s important.” “But you said, ‘no phone’.” “Yes, but it’s a call, so you can have it.” He kissed your cheek. “Okay, I’ll make it quick.” You grabbed your phone and called the unknown number back. “Hello?” you said. “Oh! Nia, het is lang geleden!” (It’s been a long time) Yeosang looked at you. He wasn’t expecting you to speak another language. “Het is zo leuk on nieuws van je te hebben !” (It’s so good to have news from you) “Which language are you speaking?” Whispered your boyfriend. You made a sign to shush him down because you couldn’t hear your friend anymore. “Wanner kom je naar Zuid-Korea?” (When are you coming to South-Korea?) “Korea?” he repeated. “What are you talking about?” “1 minut Nia!” (1 minute Nia), you said before ending the call. “What do you want Yeosang?” “Which language are you speaking and with who?” “It’s dutch and I’m talking, or at least trying to,” you mentioned that he was distracting you from your call. “With Nia, my Dutch friend!” “Why you never told me you could speak Dutch?” “You never asked me! Now shh!” You put your phone against your ear again. “Waar hadden we het ook al weer over?” (What were we talking about?) “I can’t believe it…” he said, sliding on the mattress.

SAN (Japanese)

“Argh Japanese is so hard!” Growled San, bumping his head on the desk. You entered his studio, “are you okay babe? I heard a loud noise.” San turned around on his chair, a pout on his face. He opened his arms widely, making you understand to give him a hug. “What’s happening babe?” You put down your cup of hot chocolate on his desk. “I can’t write lyrics…” he pouted. You sat on his laps, wrapping your arm around his neck. “You are always doing pretty good with lyrics, San. You shouldn’t even doubt about it. Okay?” “I’m doing pretty good with Korean lyrics.” He rested his head on your shoulder. “I don’t get it,” you raised an eyebrow. “It’s not a Korean song?” San shook his head, “it’s for a Japanese comeback.” He pointed at the sheet of paper behind him. “I’m pretty sure you are dramatizing.” “This is terrible, I can’t send this to Hongjoong Hyung.” “Let me see…” you whispered, grabbing the paper. “The lyrics are in Japanese, you won’t-�� “Konna hazu ja nai yo, yoku yatteru tte itte yo, I wanna grow up, susumitai motto*..” you read easily. “Understand…” he finished, surprised. “Yumemita basho oh oh tōku, yukkuri de mo ī, samayowanai yō tonight*...” “How can you read it so easily?” You smiled at him, “probably because I can speak Japanese.” “Really?!” His eyes opened widely. Ready to go out of his eyeballs. “Yes silly,” you flicked his forehead.” And I can say that your verse is pretty good. As always.” He ripped the paper of you hand, throwing it on the floor. “Screw the lyrics! Tell me more about how you learned Japanese!” “Hum… I learned by my own in high school then I went for 6 months in Japan.” “Why you never told me about that?” he asked, almost upset. “You are a whole ass idol, it’s nothing compared to 6 months in Japan or to speak a bunch of languages.” “Wait,” he stopped you. “Firstly, this is not true and secondly… a bunch of languages?!” “Yes? I can speak more languages than you think,” you smirked proudly. San blinked dumbly, not believing the current situation. “Anyway… just focus on your work. Baka.” (Idiot) You stuck your tongue out at him and almost ran away, hoping that he didn’t understand what you said. “Hey! I know it’s an insult! I watch Naruto with Yeosang-Hyung!” He shouted, following you.

*Lyrics from their Japanese song: Better.

MINGI (Portuguese)

“How cute you are!” Giggled Mingi, pinching your cheeks playfully. You wanted to try your new peach make up palette. At first, you thought it was not really well applied and that you skin color wasn’t matching well but Mingi’s giggles and cute compliment helped you to change your mind. “What did I do to be so lucky? My girlfriend is the prettiest and the cutest of all!” He continued acting like if you were a baby. “Mingi, you’ll ruin the makeup with your big fingers!” You slapped his hand. “But I can’t help it, you’re too cute!” He kissed your entire face. You tried to push him on the couch, but he was definitively glued to you. “Mingi! I need to go. I’m already late!” “Can I come with you?” he asked. “It’s a girl’s night.” You simply replied, making him understand that he was a boy. And that boy wasn’t allowed. “I can tie my hair in a ponytail and wear a skirt.” You couldn’t help but to imagine him like that. “Tempting but no. You are going to stay here.” You grabbed your bag and left your boyfriend in the dorm. But before going out, you stared at him. “O bobo.” (idiot) Mingi thought he was dreaming, or he didn’t hear well what you just said. The next morning, when you came back to the dorm, Mingi was sitting right in front of the door. “Stupid?!” he asked you straight, making you shiver a bit. “Good morning to you too babe,” you raised a brow. Your boyfriend was holding an English/Portuguese dictionary. “You told me “o bobo” before leaving.” “Did you really search the word in a dictionary?” “Yes! Now you are the “o bobo”!” You yawned at your boyfriend, ignoring him “okay… I’m going to sleep. Boa noite or whatever.” (Good night) Mingi rolled his eyes, frustrated again and opened the dictionary. “Since when do you speak Portuguese!” “Not only Portuguese… and since a long time now,” you yawned again. “Not only?” he repeated. “Mingi, I’m tired…” “Wait!” He cut you straight, not letting a chance to hop in your comfy bed. “Which languages are you speaking?” “Too much,” you simply replied, kissing his cheek before heading to his bedroom. “Which dictionary I need to buy then…?” he whispered, completely lost.

WOOYOUNG (Italian)

You threw your coat on the coach next to you. “Finally, home…” you sighed, rubbing your shoulder. “Oh Y/N! You are already home.” Smiled Wooyoung exiting the kitchen. “Yes… but today was so exhausting,” you complained. “Really? Maybe you should take a nap. I just started to cook.” He came behind you to gently massage your shoulders. “I would like to rest a bit, but I prefer to watch you doing all of your cooking and stuff.” You replied, enjoying the little message session. “Okay then! So today I will cook Strolombolani-” he started. “Stromboli*.” You rectified. “Huh?” “You said ‘Strombolani”, the real name is Stromboli.” “How do you even know that?” he asked, tightening his apron. “Because I know it.” You sat on the counter, apple juice in the hand. “Do I need to remind you that I spent almost a year in Italy so I enjoyed these incredible recipes.” Wooyoung dropped the spatula he was holding when he heard your comment. “You what?” “What? I already told you that I went to Italy before going to Korea.” “Yes, but you never mentioned that you went there for almost a year,” he almost shouted. “Calmati,” (calm down) you giggled. Wooyoung blinked, his brain trying to process what you just said. “What did you say?” “Just focus on our meal! I’m hungry!” You whined, rubbing your belly. “Come on! Just talk to me in Italian! I love it!” He walked in front of you. “Cucina così non avrò bisogno di ucciderti e mangiarti.” (Just cook so I won’t need to kill and eat you) “You said a lovely thing huh?” he winked. “Yes sure,” you nodded, as if you didn’t threat his life. “Another one!” he asked you. “Just cook Wooyoung!” you sighed, rolling your eyes. “Just something! Please!” He whined, pouting at you. “Se non mangio il mio pasto entro 30 minuti, sarai la prima cosa che mangerò.” (If I don’t have my meal in 30 minutes, you’ll be the first thing I will eat) “Grrr,” he smirked. “This is something hot right?” “Totally.” You lied again. “Again!” “I just want to eat…” you whispered, annoyed.

*Stromboli: an Italian is a type of turnover filled with various Italian cheeses (typically mozzarella) and cold cuts (salami, capocollo and bresaola) or vegetables. The dough used is either Italian bread dough or pizza dough. Stromboli was invented by Italian-Americans in the United States.

JONGHO (German)

“Ich bin Jongho, schön dich zu treffen!” (I’m Jongho, nice to meet you) You stopped right in front of Jongho’s bedroom door. “Danke, dass Sie gekommen sind-” he paused. (Thanks for coming) You stuck your ear on the door. “Kommen zu-’ he stuttered. (Coming to-) You cracked the door quietly and glanced at your boyfriend who was laying on his bed. His head was almost buried in the book he was reading. “Are you okay Jongho?” you asked. “Yes, why?” he sat correctly on the bed, smiling at you. “Do you need something?” “No. I just heard you talking alone. I was curious to know what’s going on.” He patted the spot next to him, making you understand that you needed to sit here. “I need to practice few sentences in German for the world tour.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and delicately kissed your forehead. “I’m sure you are doing good.” You grabbed the book off his hands. “My accent is terrible,” he chuckled. “Okay practice with me,” you closed the book and stared at Jongho. “You can’t even talk in German,” he giggled. “Oh really?” You grunted. “Hallo, mein name ist Y/N.” “Did you just say, ‘hello my name is Y/N’?” “Exact,” you smiled proudly. “You never told me you could speak German,” he smiled. “I can speak more languages than that, but German is one of my favorites.” “Really?” You nodded, “Deutsch ist wirklich hübsch, ich mag es.” (German is really pretty, I like it) “I like to hear you talking German. Even if I don’t understand anything.” He said shyly. “Übe, damit wir gemeinsam auf Deutsch sprechen können.” (Practice so we can talk in German together) Jongho smiled at you, “I don’t understand, but yes please.” “Yes please?” You laughed. “Yeah! I don’t know a word you said but I’ll do everything you want if you continue to talk German!” “Silly,” you giggled, punching his arm. “Only with my German teacher,” he smirked. “Du bist so anhänglich!” (You are so clingy) “Teach me more please,” he grabbed your chin to kiss you.

[steele-soulmate]

Tattooed Wings, CHAPTER 82, Peter Steele & OFC, Soulmate AU

SUMMARY: Mary Claire Bradley meets her soulmate- literally- the famous Peter Steele of metal group Type O Negative. But will obstacles including trauma, stalkers, and toxic family members get in the way of their life?

STORY WARNING: mentions of child rape (nothing graphic) PTSD, milk kink, soft smut, grinding, assault, fingering

First rewritten reworking 07/05/2023

Second rewritten reworking 11/22/2024

CHAPTER WORD COUNT: 1119

After Peter and I arrived at the faire grounds, he was always certain to remain within easy reach of me. If I had to go into the kitchen for a bottle of water, he would go with me. If I had to visit an archer’s tent to speak with them, he would be glued to my side. If I had to go to the playground to grab one of the kids to help with something, Peter would be right at my side. If I needed to pay a visit to the privies, Peter would patiently wait for me outside, holding onto my basket with a peaceful smile on his handsomely bearded face.

“Are you alright, my love?” I asked him as he checked in with me yet again, kneeling behind me and pulling me into his chest, placing one hand over my stomach and being greeted by little girl’s foot.

 “I’m just nervous for the birth,” he murmured. “Like I’m guessing I can’t be there in the room with you, right?”

 “The hospital only allows two spots in the birthing ward, and Aaron and James already claimed those spots, as expected as little girl’s daddies” I told him, gently working my fingers into his scalp. “But if anything comes up where one or both are unable to be there, it’s okay with me if you are in the room offering me support and love. I’ll just need to check with them first to make sure that’s alright with them, though.”

 “I understand,” he murmured, bending down and placing a kiss to my belly button, where he was rewarded with a punch to the nose. “Hello in there, little girl.”

 PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH KICK KICK PUNCH KICK

 Peter chuckled as he straightened up, his hand never leaving me. He placed a careful kiss onto my lips before letting me go back to what I was doing.

 As I was in my sisters’ tent bumping around, Jackie and Sammi both entered, saying their hellos to Peter before hugging me.

 “Hihi, big sister!” Sammi bubbled. “How are you doing?”

 “Really good,” I answered with a smile. “I can’t wait to not be pregnant anymore, that’s for certain!”

 Jackie only smiled at me before placing her hands onto my popped out belly and getting a firm punch from little girl in return.

 “Listen MC, about the trial,” Jackie began in her softspoken voice. “I don’t think you should testify.”

 “What? Why not?” I blinked in total shock. “This is my chance to lock away that motherfucker where he’ll receive the help he needs. Why shouldn’t I help with that?”

 “MC, listen to me.” Jackie sat me down on her bed and Sammi sat at our feet. “Little girl is already a high risk pregnancy and I just don’t want anything bad to happen to her.”

 “Jack-Jack, please listen to me,” I begged her, taking her hands into mine and squeezing. “I already got in touch with Dr. Isles and Dr. Wellingtons and both doctors gave me the go ahead, but she did tell me to take the rest of the pregnancy easy- no cirque gymnastics, no parkour on the Eiffel Tower or anything else crazy like that. Trust me little sister, I got this.”

 Jackie cupped my face in her hands and our sapphire blue eyes met. After reading me honest, she nodded.

 “Okay, I trust you,” she sighed. “I’m sorry, but this past year has literally been a lot on you. and I just don’t want to end up with little girl coming out stillborn or whatever.”

 “Look at me, Jackie.” I felt tears bubbling up in my eyes as I pulled her in for a hug. “Sammi? What about you? What do you think?”

 “I think you should give your blessing to our brothers to deal with him,” she flatly announced. “After all, they can ensure that absolutely no one finds his body.”

 “Really, baby sister?” I snorted, rolling my eyes. “I’m going to testify against Kody Williams, which, by the way, judging by the heapsful of evidence that I hoarded against him, my testimony won’t be needed, but hey- better safe than sorry, am I right now?”

 “Right,” Sammi grinned, joining in on the hug as well.

 “Best friends first,” I mumbled.

 “Sisters forever,” Jackie and Sammi both finished our motto, grinning as the three of us held one another, giggling softly to ourselves.

 “Heya there, but where will you and Peter go for food once you’ve moved into your new place?” Jackie suddenly asked me. “Will you have a garden of some sort?”

 “Peter has plans to make a vegetable garden for us both to keep,” I revealed. “I think at the moment, he mostly eats take out, but now that you mention it, he eats a lot of food.”

 “Sweetheart, I can get a Costco membership- that would help a lot!” Peter interjected just then, deciding to come in. “Besides I admire the fact that you lead a healthy lifestyle. Do you also make your own bread? Do you have a bread machine?”

 “I do make my own bread, but I don’t use a bread machine!” I told him with a girlish giggle. “I do my own kneading all by myself!”

 “Kneading…?” Peter looked genuinely confused until Jackie began to mine kneading bread dough. “OH!”

 “And no wonder why she has arms like tree trunks!” Sammi teased me, laughing when I reached out and flicked at her ear.

 “Those tree trunk arms do come into play whenever I’m called upon to deal with drunks at the onsite pub,” Jackie chimed in.

 “How many fights had my sweetheart ended?” Peter asked.

 The three of us exchanged looks before shrugging out shoulders in near perfect unison.

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[choicesbookclub]

Inspired by our The Elementalists Book Club [beginning January 20]

Whether you have a fully formed profile or just a cute moodboard or some vague HCs, feel free to tag @choicesbookclub or message me a link at @lovealexhunt and I’ll add it to our list!

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☀️ Emma Carlyle [Student Profile]~ @storyofmychoices

☀️ Phoenix Fairbourne [Student Profile] ~ @missannabelleparsons

☀️ Stella Solaris ~ @ladylamrian

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☀️ Rigel Blake ~ @trappedinfanfiction

☀️ Willow Heart ~ @dutifullynuttywitch

[chaosangel767]

Business Vs. Pleasure Pt. 2

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing Lucifer/ MC 

Type: Angst 

Pt. 1 Here

Warning: Swearing 

*****The next Morning***** 

You wake up slowly, a massive headache forming from all the crying last night. You felt like you had been hit by a truck. You locate your DDD to see tons of messages from the night before when the brothers found out you went home sick and Belphie telling them that you were sleeping and to leave you alone. Almost all the brothers personally texted you to make sure you were okay. Lucifer called you a bunch of times too. There was a lot of commotion in the group chat as well.  

House of Lamentation Chat.

Lucifer: Y/n wake up, breakfast 

Beel: Lucifer she wasn’t feeling good last night let her sleep 

Asmo: Y/n what happened? Are you up 

Belphie: Clearly not or she would have responded by now.

Mammon: I’m going to wake her up, it's almost afternoon

Beel: MAMMON LEAVE HER ALONE SHE IS SICK

Lucifer: Mammon I will hang you upside down if you disturb her 

Y/n: I’m up guys, why are you screaming Mammon

Lucifer: hey sweetheart how are you feeling 

Y/n: Like I got hit by a truck, my head is pounding 

Beel: Want me to make you anything?

Lucifer: Take it easy Y/n don’t push yourself to much 

Satan: Lunch will be ready in a couple hours if you feel hungry

Y/n :I’m not hungry right now, maybe I’ll come down for lunch

After confirming you were okay you crawled to the shower and started it. While waiting for the water to warm up you look in the mirror and notice your mark missing on your neck. You shake your head before calling Jack. As soon as he picked up he knew something was wrong, I told him everything that happened last night and he just sighed heavily. He talked to me and offered to make me a new dress so that I didn’t have any memories. I gladly accepted and  sent him pictures from last night that Asmo had taken of me dancing with the brothers. He got me laughing like he always does and encouraged me to keep my head up. I hung up with him and took a shower feeling better now that my emotions were straightened out. I threw on a comfy outfit ( your choice) and noticed that Satan had announced lunch was ready. I walked out of my room and went to the table slipping in the free spot between Asmo and Beel. Lucifer looked up at me and shot me a smile. I attempt a smile back, but it comes out strained. I drop my head in my hands. 

“Y/n would you mind going on a date with me tonight?” Lucifer asked, bringing me out of my daze. I struggle to think of an excuse, not ready to face him.

“She can't, we had a meeting with Simeon and Luke” Beel cut in quickly. I sigh and look to Lucifer.

“Beel is right, I have to head over to Purgatory hall.” I muster my best apologetic smile to Lucifer. 

“Don’t forget we have a spa night planned” Asmo sings to me leaning over and cupping my cheek. “ It will help you relax since you aren’t feeling well” I nodded at him, feeling a little upset that I have to keep smiling.  I stood up from my Lunch and took my plate to the kitchen. 

“You barely ate Sweetheart. Are you sure you don’t want more?” Lucifer asks, catching me as I walk by. I look at him and shook my head, being with him was hurting too much. Beel and Belphie stand up. 

“Ready Y/n we should head over soon if we want to get done before dinner” Beel tells me and I nod. We rinse our plates and Belphie whispers to me

“Let me know if you need anything okay?” I nod back and Belphie heads towards the attic while Beel and I head out of the house. 

“You okay?” Beel asks once we are away from the hall. I shake my head and feel tears start to form. 

“ I have no idea how I am going to make the next 6 months, all I see when I look at him is him pounding a Succubus. It won’t go away.” I said the last few words in a whisper, tears threatening to fall. 

“Wait, why do you see that?” I hear Satan behind us, he was walking behind us to Purgatory hall. I gasp and Beel throws eyebrows at Satan. 

“What are you doing following us?” Beel asks and now its Satan’s turn to raise his eyebrows at us. 

“Solomon and I have to work on a project, so I am going over.” Satan explains. We travel the rest of the way in silence until we walk into Purgatory hall. Simeon and Luke greet us. 

“Y/n how are you feeling, are you okay, did you talk to him?” Luke fires questions at me as he hugs me looking worried. I shake my head and sigh, Simeon takes my coat and Satan looks even more confused. Solomon comes in. 

"Y/n why did Jack call me threatening murder and wanted me to go check on you?" Solomon looked concerned and I look at him sadly, trying not to cry right here.

“Y/n were you really sick last night or did something happen at the dance?” Satan questions me hanging up his coat and glaring at me. 

“Perhaps we should talk about this over something to drink in the living room.” Simeon offers you shoot him a grateful smile and nod. We go to the living room and Simeon and Luke sit with me on a couch while Satan and Beel sit on the other couch. Solomon comes in with some tea and cookies for us and sits in a chair.

“What happened last night Y/n”  Solomon breaks the silence first. Luke takes my hand and rubs circles into it calming me. Taking a sip of my tea I look up and meet everyone's eyes.

“Beel and I went looking for Lucifer last night during the party and found him doing some things with a couple of Succubi. I have some evidence and left without me seeing him. I ran into these two and they stayed with me until Beel and Belphie took me home. My mark kept burning last night too, but when I woke up this morning it was gone.” I explained, my voice starting to crack again. I couldn’t control the tears starting to fall down my face. My neck felt strange without the usual buzz from Lucifer’s mark. Usually when I touched it I could feel his warmth and heartbeat, but now my skin was cool to the touch and was like any other piece of skin. Simeon placed his arms around me and served as my anchor until I could control my emotions. Satan and Solomon looked at me shocked. 

“Y/n are you sure your mark is gone?” Satan asked wide eyed, I nodded and pulled down the shoulder of my shirt showing that the mark was missing. Satan shook his head and swore. He was shaking  trying not to switch to his demon form,  a battle he quickly lost. He got up and was shaking in fury. You get up and wrap your arms around him.

“Satan please calm down, it was my fault for believing him” I quickly try to calm him down and Simeon walks over and places a hand on Satan’s shoulder helping calm him down. Satan calms down slowly and sits back down, fury still prominent in his eyes. You know he cares about you and has proven to be insanely protective of you in the past. You and Simeon sat back down on the couch with Luke.

“How are you feeling now?” he asks, looking worried at me. 

“Drained and betrayed” I replied honestly,Satan looked at me sadly. “It's going to hurt more than normal for some time, your body is also dealing with losing his mark so you will be a lot more tired than usual.” Satan explained, he sighed heavily. “I’m so sorry Y/n, I can’t believe he did this, I wish there is a way to help.” Solomon just sat there and watched what unfolded with sympathetic eyes. After talking for a little bit longer, Solomon and Satan went off to work on their project and you watched movies with Beel, Simeon and Luke. 

Suddenly your phone starts to blow up with texts from Lucifer.

Luci

Luci: Sweetheart are you feeling okay?

Y/n: I’m fine

Luci: Are you sure, something in our bond doesn’t feel right

Luci: What are you doing?

Y/n: We are studying with the angels 

Luci: Why not study with Mammon or me?

Y/n:Simeon  wanted to study with me and Luke made sweets 

so Beel tagged along

Y/n: now excuse me I have work to do

Luci: Do not take that tone with me Y/n 

Y/n: I have stuff to do Lucifer

Luci: Y/N!

Luci: We will talk when you get home 

Y/n: Goodbye Lucifer 

Luci: I love you Y/n 

Y/n: …

5 missed calls from Luci

“Everything okay?” Beel whispered and I shook my head leaning on his shoulder.

“I may have just told Lucifer off, there is going to be hell to pay later” I reply, he groans and took my DDD reading the messages. He shuts off my DDD when Lucifer doesn't stop calling me. We continue to watch movies until Satan comes down from Solomon’s room. 

“I’ve held off Lucifer for as long as possible. We need to go home” Satan informed us. I growl and stand up, Beel stands up a little slower. 

“ If you need a place to get away Y/n you can always stay with us. “ Simeon offered and Luke nodded giving me a hug. I nod at them gratefully

“ I’ll keep that in mind, but for now I am going to  confront a cheater” I told them, putting on my coat and walking out of the dorm with Satan and Beel. While on the way home I filled Satan in on my fight and he snorted at Lucifer getting possessive. 

We walked into the house and it was eerily quiet. I walked into my room with Satan and Beel to see Lucifer sitting on my bed. 

“Beel, Satan please leave.” Lucifer commands rising from my bed. Both brothers look at me and I nod, they turn around and walk out of my room shutting the door. I sigh and look at Lucifer. He closes the gap and grabs my shoulders. 

“How dare you talk to me like that” He growls out, I glare at him and slowly feel anger built up. 

“How dare you cheat on me and act like everything is okay the next day?” I growl back, I saw him visibly tense. 

“ What did you say?” he asks again. I look him dead in the face. 

“You heard me Lucifer” He pinned me against the wall. 

“ DO NOT TALK LIKE THAT!!! I WOULD NEVER” He yells at me. My door flies open and the other brothers come in. 

“Lucifer let her go,” Beel said warningly, and Satan is pissed. Luci released me. 

“I SAW YOU LUCIFER. IT WASN’T ONE BITCH BUT TWO” I yelled back letting my anger finally go. I didn’t care that the other brothers had entered not knowing what was going on. 

“YOU SAW NOTHING!” Lucifer grabbed you again. 

“ I FUCKING SAW YOU, YOU WERE FUCKING ONE BITCH AND KISSING ANOTHER” I yank myself out of his grasp, tears finally spilling over. Lucifer looked at you shocked. 

“What are you talking about human?” Mammon asked me. He and Levi looked so confused, I sigh and decide to tell them what happened. 

“Last night I saw Lucifer cheating on me with 2 succubi.” I filled them in. 

“ Y/n dear that doesn’t sound like Lucifer”  Asmo was quick to defend Lucifer breaking my heart a little. Mammon and Levi quickly agree with him, clearly not believing me. Lucifer smirked at me. 

“Enough Y/n, you need to calm down and tell the truth. You have been cheating on me with Beel.” Lucifer crossed his arms and the brothers all looked at me. I snapped, seeing red and realizing that he was enjoying himself. 

“I have done no such thing” I defend, Lucifer’s eyes go narrow and he transforms into his demon form. He goes to hit me but Beel blocks the hit. Belphie and  Satan transform into their demon form and stand protectively  in front of me. Belphie wraps his arms around me. The other brothers look in shock. Lucifer looked shocked that they would stand up for me. 

“I was there last night Lucifer, I saw you cheating on her. I don’t know why you did it and I don’t care, but you do not hurt her because you couldn’t keep it in your pants.” Beel told him as he released his hand and Lucifer backed up. 

“ Wait, Lucifer is this true?” Asmo asked in doubt, the fact that the twins and Satan are defending you is making them rethink. I decide to tell Lucifer about my mark and then escape to the library before things escalate more.

“You told me you felt something was wrong with our bond, well it's true, funny you just did not realize it.  My mark is fucking gone because you of you. But now i know what it means when my mark burns, you have never been faithful.” I pulled down my shirt revealing the healed spot. Lucifer’s eyes widened and he sits on my bed, clearly dazed by the fact my mark had left and that I found out his secret. I turned and left my room with Satan and the twins. 

I fled to the library and Satan put up his hexes so that no one could enter and made the library soundproof. I sent the group the video of Lucifer cheating just to make sure everyone knows and turned off my DDD. I tried to keep the tears at bay, but eventually they spilled over. The twins pulled me into one of the library nooks and let me cry. Satan looked at me sadly and sat in the nook with us. Beel pulled me onto his lap, Belphie was on one side and Satan as on the other. Satan started to read poems to me and Belphie started to play with my hair. The boys held me until I fell asleep. 

 These three boys and the angels become my anchors the next 6 months, as I heal and finish the exchange program. Luci tried multiple times to get back with me, but I held my ground against his advances. Even Lord Diavolo told him to give up. I had learned my lesson, never mix business and pleasure, even though the lesson came too late. 

[mansions-maiden]

eternity with you, by my side.

Comte x MC

Comte and mc Confirm their eternal love for each other under the starry skies.

It's been a few months since you and Comte had become a couple. And yet, your heart races and butterflies emerge in your stomach even at the sight of your beloved's face.

"Comte, today there is a meteor shower! Shall we go the gardens to see them?!" Comte looked at her adorably and nodded.

At night:

Both Comte and you met up at the flower gardens you had decided to watch the meteor shower. You had brought some late night snacks and a picnic mat and set them up so that both of you could snuggle together while watching.

The night sky resembled an infinitely stretching garden, with the twinkling stars sitting in the night sky as flowers of that everlasting garden.

Both of you sat down and looked at each other with huge grin dancing on your lips.

Comte reached out to you , caressing your hairs as you spoke to him.

"Comte, do you know? In our times, people believe that wishing upon a shooting star makes them true. Do you have such beliefs in this era? "

Comte pondered over your question for a moment before the most tender smile appeared on his face and he answered, " It's been there since the ancient times ma cherié. I have lived the life long enough to know if it's true. But with you by my side, everything seems to be believable. "

These words tumbled from Comte's lips as he pecked your delicate lips.

At that exact moment, there it was, the meteor shower that illuminated the night sky as it left a trace of light in its wake. 

 The night sky reflected itself  in both of your eyes as you gazed at the starry sky. Many thoughts filled both of your heads as they  gazed into the beautiful garden in the sky. 

“Comte, whenever I look at the stars, I always realize the difference in our life spans. I am a mere human, and you’re a pureblood, who had lived centuries long.. and yet, I don’t want to.. I can’t even imagine a life without you..”  you told comte in a whisper, still looking at the stars above.

 “ You may doubt comte. Whether I am ready to receive the taste of eternity from you.. But when the time comes, you don’t have to worry. I have decided a long time ago to live alongside you for eternity..” 

You  gazed into the golden irises that  you fell in love with as they swirled with many emotions.  He gently pushed you down onto the mat as he straddled you and caressed your cheeks. 

 “Ma cherie, your assurance means so much to me. And before meeting you, my life was nothing but a timeless journey. With no one to love wholeheartedly, for who would love a bloodsucking monster? But now, even eternity seems so bright to me because you are by my side. Now I feel so lucky to have an eternal lifetime, because I spend it with the woman I love so much without the fear of her going far away place she can never return from. 

te rencontrer est mon destin, ma cherie,” (meeting you is my destiny, my darling) he lowered his body and your lips met, both of your breaths mingling and dissipating into the crisp air of the night. 

“Look ! there it is! The shooting star! Oh heavens! I wish to spend my life and share the eternity with this man beside me! Please bless us as I wish upon you tonight..” You desperately wished as you held onto comte’s hand and squeezed his hand, sending your wishes through him. 

“ Comte I told you this countless times, but I love you. Today, Here under the countless stars that cast their soft glow upon us, I speak this eternal vow of love. I devote myself to you and your love. My heart always belongs to you. In the past, in the present and the eternal future, I devote myself loyally to you. “ You told, looking directly into the eyes that were widened for a moment before a smile placed itself onto his lips. 

“MC, the legends tell that during meteor showers, gods peek through their curtains and they can hear our wishes at that time, if it is true, I too wish upon the heavens, to help me preserve the most beautiful soul on the earth and love her for eternity. 

tonight, under the diamond skies, I devote my eternal love and my forever beating heart to you. I want to share this eternity with you.  I devote my endless eternity to you. You have defied the time and space itself to reach me.  and  I speak this eternal vow of love. Je t'aime pour l'éternité  “  Comte replied as he approached you.

  “I will continue to love you until the stars disappear from the heavens” 

As the soft glows continued to shimmer across the night sky,  they kissed passionately, seeking warmth and comfort in each other’s wrapped bodies.

The stars also twinkled like diamonds amidst the dark and flowers  danced to the night winds as if blessing them. 

They confirmed their love that bloomed in their heart time again under the starry skies,  making the stars the witnesses of their eternal vows of love. 

❤❤❤❤🧡💕💞

[remys-lucky-franc]

Kissing Prompt #22 - Remy x MC (QOT)

22- a kiss that is leading to more that is interrupted by a third party

Written with my MC’s name (Daisy) from Remy’s POV

~1k words

It’s not nsfw, but it’s a bit racier than I have posted on here before, so if you don’t like that in a fic, this was your warning folks 💕

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I sigh happily, still soft and sleepy, as I roll over in bed, smiling at the sight of her. Daylight is just starting to streak the room, dappling the duvet and sparkling over Daisy’s lemon-print pyjamas. I marvel at her as I reach across, gently smoothing down the halo of dark hair spilling over the pillows, laying my face by hers and closing my eyes again. Ma rêveuse: who knew that it would ever be possible to be filled with so much love?

When I open my eyes again, I’m not quite sure sure how much time has passed, I blink - once - twice - to clear my vision and feel my heart skip as Daisy’s big brown eyes meet mine.

She murmurs, “Good morning...”

I whisper back, “Good morning, ma cherie.” Taking Daisy’s hand in mine, I press an easy kiss to her knuckles as she wriggles closer to snuggle in my arms. Content with her warm and settled against my chest, my fingers trail lazily over her shoulders and back, creating soothing little patterns, and occasionally I feel her nose crinkle when I move over a ticklish spot. I watch her expression change as she squirms and laugh in spite of myself. Being here with her like this, it means everything to me. My lips graze her forehead, “Je t’aime, mon couer.”

I feel her turn in my embrace, and her soft lips languidly brush mine in a wordless reply. It’s the kind of kiss that lazy Sunday mornings are made for - tender, unhurried and warm and my hearts sings like a choir as I feel myself fall still deeper in love. Caressing her cheek as I smile into her kiss, I pull Daisy closer to me: I can never be close enough to her. Our lips part momentarily, foreheads steepled as though in prayer, grounding me for that split second before I look in her eyes and begin to free fall. My mouth crashes into hers, less gentle than before but no less revering. A pleasured groan escapes me as Daisy’s fingers run through my hair - the sensation of pretty painted nails criss-crossing my scalp sends flames down my spine and urges my my heart towards a crescendo. My body covers hers, fingers fighting tiny pearl buttons with burning urgency between kisses: my name exalted on her tongue as her body arcs toward mine. I catch her bottom lip between my teeth before dragging my fiery kiss along the delicate line of her jaw; shallow breaths and sweet words of praise and passion reverberate in my ears, our bodies entwined. Pyjama buttons defeated, my lips glide with grace over Daisy’s throat and -

“MIAOW.”

The sound so loud and at odds with our current situation, we stop in our tracks - the spell of lust broken momentarily. Daisy giggles as she reaches for me, the promise of her drawing me back in, whispering, “Ignore her.” I am not a man who needs to be asked for a second time - I yank the duvet over our heads and melt back down into our embrace, glowing: adoration all over my face. My breath hitches in my chest as Daisy’s fingers trail deliberately down my sides and -

“MOAAAAWLLL.”

Merde! Again, I pull away from Daisy. A frustrated groan echoes from my throat: this cat will be the death of me.

When no answer comes, she begins to scratch at the carpet on the other side of the doorway... I feel like I’m losing my mind as I hear the tearing fibres - sitting bolt upright, I chide her through closed door, “Elizabeth, shoo! Scram, we’re ‘busy’!”

Frustrated, I pause there, frozen for a few seconds: listening.

Silence.

I inhale deeply, refocus and turn back toward my beautiful wife, “Where were we, ma cherie?”

She quirks her brow and flashes me a grin that takes me right back to where I was pre-Elizabeth. Daisy shrugs off her pyjama top and I fully intend to worship ever inch of newly exposed skin, but I’ve barely begun when the sound of ripping carpet fibre recommences. I fume as I spring from our bed and throw open the door, all ready to scold her as a grey blur shoots past me, and jumps straight onto my pillow kneading it beneath her feet, before laying down with a self-satisfied look on her face.

Daisy looks from Elizabeth to me and back again. I can see that she is trying hard not to laugh. I yell,

“Nikolai!! Come and get your damned cat!! She’s destroying my marriage!!”

No response comes. Clearly the rest of the Poppy have gone out for breakfast to give us some alone time. I march back to the bed, “Move. Come on.”

Blue eyes cut through me like a blaze.

“Elizabeth Sterling. MOVE.”

I put my hand out to shoo her and she bats it away with a wicked expression, “Maow.”

I try again, pleading now, “Mon dieu, Elizabeth, s’il te plait laisse... I’ll give you tuna?”

Another attempt thwarted by a swat of grey fuzz, “HISS.”

Daisy tugs at my hand, “Aw. Don’t be mean, Remy, Lizzie’s comfortable.”

I scrub my free hand across my face, muttering, “Me? She’s a mean old lady. I’m being tortured!”

Daisy strokes Elizabeth’s head gently eliciting a low, rumbling purr before shrugging up at me.

My wife gets out of bed, fixing me with a disarming smile as she twines her arms around my neck sweetly, warm chocolate eyes trained on mine, “You know what cats hate?”

I huff a bitter laugh, “Romance? Marriage? The art of making love? Me??”

An eyebrow raises as she smirks and schools me, “Water.”

It takes me a second to catch on, but only one. Our lips collide as we stumble backwards towards the bathroom to begin our day with a long, hot shower free from further feline interruption.

[suoirallesalta]

A Masterlist of all @suoirallesalta edits!

Every edit is tagged under #suoiredits. edits are sorted acc to their books! enjoy

click here for my art masterlist!

Making Sabina in the Character without using Character’s assets style (edit challenge

Kepler, in only the harness. 

f!Adam

Jen in her dress including the lingerie

Simon Montjoy in Ava’s dress

younger Mitzi Montjoy

AVSP MC as on the cover

💫 Nia Ellarious

the perfect pair? (Nia x MC in an AME crossover)

Goddess of the Sea (Nia x Sunkissed edit)

Nia and Imtura with... moustaches

Nia with TE Alma’s hair and MTFL Ava’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)

Nia as Neisha (new avatar)

Starry Nia (#BladesAW)

Empress of The Shadow (#BladesAW)

Nia as BloodBound women: Kamilah (#BladesAW)

Nia as BloodBound women: Rheya (#BladesAW) 

the pretty young girl next door (#BladesAW)

Quartermaster Nia Ellarious (#BladesAW)

Nia Ellarious as TE MC (#BladesAW)

Nia Ellarious as Shreya (#BladesAW) 

Nia Ellarious in her dress including her lingerie

nia ellarious hot goth girlfriend

The Priestess (GIF edit) (Nia in RC outfit)

Tyril Starfury

cold and broody™ vampire elf (#BladesAW)

cold and broody™ bodyguard (#BladesAW)

cold and broody™ elementalist (#BladesAW)

cold and broody™ orc (#BladesAW)

cold and broody™ designer; feat. f!Tyril (#BladesAW)

f!Tyril (#BladesAW)

Tyril with f!Blaine’s hair (#BladesAW)

rogue-ish Tyril Starfury (with a beard)

The Mage (GIF edit) (in RC outfit)

Scream(o)s from the inside (Kade album cover edit)

Bald-ur (#BladesAW)

Damn those elves and their magicks (Mal - Aerin hairswap)

Modern Rogue-ish Mal Volari (with a beard)

StarCorp

Blades of Lust and Sensuality

Jax Tora and Robin Matsuo (face swap)

Duke Richards in the banana mascot outfit from Platinum.

Charlie Smith

A relaxing day at the waterfall! (edit inspired by Charlie Premium Scene!)

Quartermaster of the Dreadlord (DSAW)

Quartermaster of the Flotillan Pirates (DSAW)

Siren of The Light (DSAW)

Charlie as Atlas, Eli and Shreya from TE (DSAW)

Maggie

Maggie! M-Maggie? (MM and DS Maggie Crossover)

Maggie with HC Hazel’s hair and QB Poppy’s outfit. (#suoirandom request)

Oliver Cochrane

Oliver Cochrane as Luke Hemmings

oliver cock rain (DSAW)

f!Oliver (DSAW)

Distant Sores (Charlie x Edward face swap)

DS MC using BaBu2 sprite (DSAW)

Distant Couture // Hot Shores (DS x HC crossover, DSAW)

Ayna Seth

student!Ayna and professor!Ayna

Ayna as Imogen from ILB

buff ayna

Ayna as Jackie in the Open Heart 3 CG

vampire!Ayna

Ayna Seth

Ayna Seth as a Lovelink Match

Ayna Seth as Robin Tora

aynia ellarious

TA meets TA (Ayna - Aiyana Midthunder crossover)

Blaine Hayes

m!Blaine in f!Blaine’s dress

f!Blaine as m!Blaine

Blaine with PT Raleigh’s Hair and MOTY MC’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)

Blaine Hayes edit inspired by @aestheteasteria’s icon

Tatum Mendoza

John Somerset x Tatum Mendoza crossover

Tatum in Ayna’s dress / Tatum as Ayna

MC

politics reporter and student (FA mc x WT mc)

MC with ATV Pax’s hair and TNA Robin’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)

Ayna x MC

girlfriends

partners

Bodyguard Murphy (lmao)

Murphy Icons <3

I think I got the address to the wrong Murphy

Skye Crandall x Gerard Way

Dark Mage Ajay (choicedits challenge)

Power Duo (Luz x MC)

Bridgette Gardner with TRH Cedric Vescovi’s hair and PM Hayden’s Outfit (#suoirandom edit)

Luz Estrada in her dress including the lingerie

Noah Marshall in the banana outfit (edit request)

Sadie McGraw

Sadie McGraw (in the TNA MC’s Golden Dress)

A bit younger Sadie McGraw

Sadie McGraw (in casual(?) outfit)

Aislinn Tanaka

Aislinn Tanaka in QB Poppy’s outfit and diff black hair

aislinn tanaka hot goth girlfriend

aislinn tanaka hot goth girlfriend 2

aislinn tanaka girlfriend

aislinn tanaka’s v short hair

Gabe and MC as Mal and Nia

Babe Ricci with long hair

The Boys

Ava as Britney from ILITW

IGHT (NB face swap)

MC with TE MC’s hair and BB MC’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)

bryce.. lahela .. and,, uh.. bryce sterling..

Rookie Ramsey

Rookie Varma

Raleigh Carrera

Raleigh Carrera with AME Mackenzie’s hair and VOS Naomi’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)

An exclusive sneak-peek at Raleigh Carrera’s fuck-the-stereotype Vinyls look that has got the fandom in meltdown!

Raleigh Carrera with BOLAS MC’s hair and THM Eris’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)

A Very Wilshere Christmas! (Album Cover)

The Hottest Couple of the Industry (Avery x MC)

Poppy is just angry Avery

Zoey Wade

“Besties!” (mc and Zoey as Mc and Ava from MTFL)

priestess zoey wade

zoey in floral

zoey in floral (beach-wear edition)

TA Zoey Wade

Zoey Wade as Atlas Ernhardt

Zoey Wade in TE MC’s gala outfit

zoey in the dress she gave to mc in the first chapter

Ina/Ian Kingsley

Ina Kingsley with TF Becca's hair and BB Kamilah's outfit. (edit request)

Ina Kingsley with TNA Sam’s hair and WT MC’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)

Veronica with TNA Sofia’s hair and ACOR Sabina’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)

MC with BP Courtney’s hair and QB Poppy’s outfit.

how (ridiculous) mc would look if she actually wore that ligerie under that dress

📰 Robin Tora

Asian Robin as Ava Lawrence from MTFL

Asian Robin as Ava Lawrence from MTFL (#2)

Asian Robin as Ava Lawrence from MTFL (#3)

Robin as Mikasa Ackerman from Attack on Titan

Jax Tora and Robin Matsuo (face swap)

Robin in an oversized baggy shirt

wait, wrong Robin- shit (Sofia TNA edit)

Robin Tora as Robin Tora and Robin Tora as Robin Tora

Robin as Cassian in Witness

Robins at the beach

robin hood

asian f!robin tora as blaine hayes

Flame the Crow & Me : One Boob (TC&TF face swap)

Annia Adairious (TCTF AW)

orc!Val (TCTF AW)

Kenna Rys with NB Katherine’s hair and HSS Principal Rivera’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)

🌙 Atlas Ernhardt

Atlas Ellarious

Atlas, the adventurous elf

Queen of Vampires, Atlas, of Clan Ernhardt

Vampire Queen Atlas (edit #2)

Atlas, the Snow Princess

Atlas, the Moon Princess

Atlas in genderfluid flag colors!

m!Atlas in f!Atlas’s Gala dress

f and m!Atlas swapped

☀️ Eli Solaris Russell (my mc)

Eli’s first (accidental) spell cast!

Eli’s momentous first day at Penderghast

⚙️ Beckett Harrington

“Small dapper Beckett… confirmed.”

Beckett as Connor from Detroit: Become Human

Shreya Mistry

Shreya “Wonder Woman” Mistry

❣️ Pend Pals

“All dressed in black.”

Pend Gals on a night out in matching black outfits (#1)

Pend Gals on a night out in matching black outfits (#2)

Magick Docs (OH crossover)

Pend Pals in Belvoire attire

Pend Gals on a night out after the Amorelia Day Gala (faceapp faceswap edit)

The Elementalists - Across the Dimension (2D art crossover)

💞 Shreya x Atlas

“your eyes, they shine so bright”

“Hey Shreya.. Marry Me”

“Wedding Day!”

💞 Beckett x Eli/MC

Beckett and Eli in a western setting

Eli x Beckett face swap

Eli x Beckett in Robin x Sofia art (lmao)

🌟 Double Trouble (Eli/MC + Atlas)

Hydrobreath (Eli + Atlas)

“my younger twin sister” (double trouble x mtfl edit)

Misc

Blood of the Sun (a spinoff movie poster)

Coolness of metal and water-atts (meme)

Alma with FA Dionne’s hair and D&D MC’s outfit (#suoirandom edit)

Sam Dalton

Sam Dalton as Sam Dalton and Sam Dalton as Sam Dalton

Sam Dalton with BB Serafine’s hair and TCTF Val’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)

Sofia as Lady Dimitrescu from Resident Evil

the cake on sofia’s skirt works as floral print

John Somerset x Tatum Mendoza crossover

Vampire Harlenay

Flynn o’Malley in fem VOS characters’ hair 

Flynn o’Malley in fem outfits

Anna Koishi

Anna Koishi, at the club, with short pink hair

Anna Koishi with TE Atlas’s hair and PT Avery’s outfit. (#suoirandom edit)

Anna Koishi as Atlas Ernhardt

politics reporter and student (FA mc x WT mc)

Asian f!Dakota with Hispanic f!Dakota’s hair

Daenerys, the mother of dragons (using TRR mc)

TRR mc as Daenerys (edit #2)

the greatest witch of our time (BB mc as Hermione Granger)

me before you (poster edit with TRR Mc and AME Adam)

Aquaman (ft Cassian and Ava)

Wolf Bride wolf in Poppy’s outfit

Imogen Dragons

rip fallen books

The Crew (DSAW)

Wizards of Waverley Place (THOBM edit)

omg a hit tweet (pb meme)

Choicedits Challenges

ACOR Sabina without using her assets

OpH Jackie without using her assets

Harry Potter and Hermione Granger using Choices assets

Priestesses of the Light

Coldplay’s Higher Power album cover using only Choices assets

Asian Wolf Bride MC as TE MC

Lovelink Edits

Nicholas Adley in Pirate Outfit

Jamie Grant in multiple outfits from HERO

[homeformyheart]

the sunshine of life - beckett harrington x f!mc (te)

author’s note: i wanted to write a “meet the parents” type fic for beckett meeting mc’s parents but then it turned into a pend pals/holiday fic. i didn’t particularly want to use the default mc name for this fic, even though that’s what i usually do, so hopefully the name i chose here fits. also, i suck at coming up with names of characters that didn’t have one in canon. i hope you enjoy!

copyright: all characters owned by pixelberry studios. series/pairing: the elementalists – beckett harrington x f!mc (celeste russell); minor f!atlas x shreya rating/warnings: 13+; kissing and fluff word count: 2.1k based on/prompt: i started working on this two months ago in anticipation of @teappreciationweek! the title is based on the phrase that “friends are the sunshine of life.” summary: celeste is excited to introduce beckett to all of her parental figures over the holidays and has a surprise in store for atlas. guess which parent makes beckett the most nervous?

the sunshine of life

celeste squeezed beckett’s hand reassuringly. her boyfriend was understandably nervous since today they were meeting her parents, definitely plural. she reached up and poked the frown lines appearing between beckett’s eyebrows, giggling as he appeared startled before softening as he looked at her.

“they’re going to love you, beckett. you have nothing to be nervous about. unlike your parents, who clearly did not like me,” celeste said, muttering the last part to herself.

she felt beckett wrap an arm around her waist and pull her close. “that wasn’t about you, i promise.”

two months ago

celeste cleared her throat nervously as she stood outside the tall, intimidating mahogany doors that led inside the harrington mansion. even though she had some idea of what the harrington name meant in the attuned world and thanks to shreya, knew how influential and wealthy some magickal families could be, she was still wholly unprepared for how unnerving it would be to feel as small as she did in that moment.

suddenly she was going over her appearance piece by piece in her mind, evaluating everything she was wearing against the unknown standards she presumed beckett’s parents would have. the blue and gold waistcoast and matching dress that seemed like a safe bet at the time given beckett had picked it out for their lunch date with katrina last year, now seemed to pale in comparison to what she imagined they expected their only son’s girlfriend to wear.

beckett wrapped an arm around her shoulders and leaned in to leave a kiss on her forehead. “it’ll be okay, celeste.” she nodded and took a deep breath before following him into the mansion.

just as expected but worse than anticipated, the evening was one awkward moment after another. her introduction included her nervous rambling about how she was raised attuneless and the shared looks between beckett’s parents made celeste want to slouch down and disappear underneath the table. dinner wasn’t any better given the conversations seemed to focus on advancements in magick technology that their company was working on as well as ground-breaking new research in the fields of elemental biology and medicinal magickal plants.

they were mildly impressed with the stories of how they defeated raife highmore, but that passed quickly once they zeroed in on the danger that beckett was in. it was clear that they were going to blame her for putting their son in danger. celeste couldn’t wait for the evening to be over.

“if you say so,” she said, glumly.

beckett lifted her chin and lowered his head to give her a sweet kiss. “i love you, celeste.” he straightened up and celeste could tell he was about to give himself a pep talk. “if you can get through dinner with my parents, i can get through an evening with yours… even if one of them is a source.”

“that’s the spirit! and well, there will be two sources, actually. nome said he’d stop by,” cadence quickly explained as beckett’s head turned so fast she thought he was going to give himself whiplash.

before he could say anything, the doors to the cottage swung open as they climbed up the short steps. celeste was immediately pulled into a hug from her adoptive parents who quickly wrapped beckett up too before he could protest. theia smiled warmly at the four of them before wrapping celeste up into a tight hug.

“i missed you sweetie. and i am so excited to meet your sweetheart!” theia exclaimed, grabbing beckett’s outstretched hand so she could pull him into hug.

“yes, i am sweetheart – wait, no, i’m harrington, um, i mean beckett. beckett harrington. it’s, uh, very nice to meet you, ms. sun source,” he said, licking his lips nervously and trying not to wipe his palms on his jacket.

she waved at him dismissively. “call me theia, you’re practically family!” she looped her arm in beckett’s and started pulling him toward the house. he turned to look back at celeste, who gave him a small supportive wave while trying really hard not to laugh.

fortunately for beckett, theia was filled with questions for her future son-in-law, as she so embarrassingly put it despite celeste’s protests. that left celeste with a few minutes alone with her adoptive parents; her father cleared his throat awkwardly in her direction and she sighed.

“how was school this semester?” john russell asked awkwardly.

celeste rolled her eyes. “school was fine.” with all the events of the last three years, including discovering and bonding with her twin, fighting for her life twice over, and being reunited with her birth mother, she hadn’t really spent much time processing the fact that her parents lied to her about her birth family, her magickal nature, and the fact that a madman was after her. all in all, it felt reasonable that she’d be pissed and her parents knew it.

anne russell cleared her throat. “how was dinner at the harringtons?”

celeste gave her mother a pointed look just shy of an outright glare. “it would’ve gone a lot better had I been raised with a working knowledge of the magickal world.”

john had the decency to look a little ashamed. “we’re really sorry, honey. we thought you’d be safer as an attuneless and when raife had seemed to all but disappear, we thought we were in the clear. but we shouldn’t have kept your true identity a secret.”

“i guess i understand since you were trying to protect me. i forgive you,” she said, wrapping both of her parents in a big hug before turning toward her boyfriend who was being grilled by her other parent.

even though she was sitting on the opposite end of the living room from beckett and theia, she could tell by his rigid posture that he was tense. the gentle, but commanding lilt of her mother’s voice carried softly across the room.

“so beckett, i’ve heard a lot about you from celeste. what i want to know is, how do i know you’re not just attracted to her magick?” theia asked. although she was smiling, celeste knew the underlying tone did not go unnoticed by beckett.

“because i love her! she’s smart, brave, beautiful, compassionate, and she feels so warm and i can tell my innate metal attunement is drawn to her,” he blurted out a little too loudly for the level of conversation in the room.

“but that makes sense since she’s a sun-att and you’re the sun source and you feel like celeste which was still surprising since she doesn’t really look like you, i mean, not that i can’t tell you’re related, it’s just—augh, sorry.” beckett’s ears and neck were flushed a bright pink.

“wow, harrington, real smooth,” atlas teased. “no book in the library to study up for this, huh?”

“atlas!” celeste said through clenched teeth.

theia chuckled. “beckett, it’s alright. just ask me the questions you have, i promise i won’t bite. i could make it miserably hot, but i won’t.”

“man, this is sooo entertaining. better than all that trashy reality tv you got me into,” atlas said, grinning from ear-to-ear.

“could you be a little more supportive, atlas?” celeste asked, annoyed.

atlas grinned cheekily. “nah, i’m good. i will make more popcorn though. hey harrington, don’t stumble over yourself until i get back.”

celeste could feel her eyebrow twitch in irritation before realizing that she could get some of the attention off beckett and get back at atlas at the same time with a single phone call.

* * * * * just a little while later, a knock on the door made everyone pause and look around at each other. since everyone that was expected was there already, except for nome, and he never knocked, it was natural for everyone to look confused.

celeste couldn’t help the mischievous smile that crept over her face. “atlas, why don’t you go see who it is?”

atlas turned to glare knowingly at celeste as she stood up. “what did you do?”

she barely had the door open before she was bombarded by the rest of the pend pals all fighting to simultaneously hug her and get out of the cold all at once.

“double trouble, double trouble’s mom source, mr. and mrs. russell, happy holidays!” zeph cheerfully shouted out, his arms full of containers of his grandmother’s cookies, which atlas grabbed from him ecstatically.

“i hope you guys didn’t have too much fun without us! and atlas, i hope you save me a spot under that magickal mistletoe,” shreya said, giving atlas a flirtatious wink.

“what? we don’t have mistletoe and why would i—” atlas’ confused thoughts were interrupted as shreya glided through the hallway, stopping briefly to give atlas a kiss on the cheek before making her way to the living room and greeting everyone properly.

atlas flushed briefly before she noticed the huge smirk on celeste’s face. “you are so going to pay for this.”

“i have no idea what you’re talking about, i just thought it would be great if all of our friends could hang out with us over the holidays,” celeste said, grinning before she went back to the living room to see if she could save beckett from further questioning.

all the lights in the house suddenly went out. almost immediately, theia snapped her fingers and the lights all flickered back on to reveal a tall man with long white hair standing in the middle of the living room, surrounded by nine stunned faces.

“always with the dramatic entrances, nome,” she said, but there was a lightheartedness to her tone.

“it’s more fun that way,” nome responded, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before introducing himself to everyone.

with everyone distracted by nome’s arrival, celeste slipped her hand into beckett’s and gave him a small tug. he looked at her inquisitively as she signaled toward the staircase with a tilt of her head. a few moments later, she closed her bedroom door behind them before wrapping her arms around beckett’s neck and standing on her tiptoes so she could give him a kiss.

“thank you for coming – i’m so proud of how you handled yourself,” she murmured, looking up at him.

beckett gave her his signature smirk. “well, of course, you shouldn’t expect anything less from a harrington.”

celeste let her eyes roll lightheartedly. “you know i heard the entire conversation and can tell how nervous you were just from the back of your head?”

his smirk faded into a warm smile. “you know nothing.” before she could protest further, he bent down to capture her lips into a kiss, his hands tightening around her waist to pull her flush against him.

celeste pressed against him as much as she could, intertwining her fingers at the nape of his neck. beckett deepened the kiss, coaxing her mouth open so his tongue could play with hers.

“hey, where’d beckster and celeste go?” zeph’s voice wafted up the stairs, reminding her that their alone time was limited.

“dunno, probably doing it upstairs in her room.”

celeste pulled back at the sound of atlas’ voice and winced. she knew she could count the seconds before her mother’s voice rang out right on cue.

“celeste russell, get down here right now! no boys alone in your room!” theia’s voice boomed through the house, reverberating through the walls.

she let out an embarrassed huff as beckett chuckled. “we really should be used to atlas’ comments by now,” he said, giving her one last kiss on the lips before opening the door and holding out his arm for her to take.

as they descended down the stairs she got a full view of the living room and realized everyone she loved was under one roof. atlas and shreya were sharing the loveseat while zeph and griffin were listening to whatever crazy and embarrassing story nome was telling about theia, with theia refuting and sharing her own stories about nome; aster was showing her adoptive parents how to care for some of the trees and plants in the garden with butterball and navi playing in the snow at their feet.

she felt her eyes fill with happy tears and looked up at beckett, who was giving her a warm, knowing smile. he gave her hand a squeeze and headed out to join aster and her parents in the garden and celeste took a moment to acknowledge the gratitude she felt. even though she had gotten used to being a sun-att and feeling a strong warmth emanating from within her all the time, never had she felt warmth like this. it was gentle but all-consuming, starting in her heart and slowly spreading outward throughout her body. but she knew that if love and gratitude could be summed up in a feeling, this was it.

* * * * * taglist: @robintora; @miss-smrxtiee; @eleanorbloom; @itsjustwinter; @mm2305;

[obeymeshallwedate-latinplayer]

Latin MC.

My MC.

I know; “if I wanted to be reading about a MC I would rather read mine.”  Well I want to talk about her, because I want you all to meet her!

It's a tragedy that I can't draw her, because I suck at drawing!

Her name is Yukari, all my OCs will be named Yukari If you find my profile in Obey Me! We can be friends!!! Anyways. 

Her full name is Verónica Yukari Perez Aguilar, she was born the 22 of June, in Mexico (She´s from the center of the Republic) As a good Mexican and Latin American she has a BIG family, the 25% of her blood is indigenous. (Her grandfather is 100% indigenous) and she will always brag about it. 

Characteristics. 

Small really small. Her height is 1.45 (4.76 feet... enserio ¿Por qué no se conformaron con los centímetros?)  brown wavy hair, even thought she bleached and coloured it in red. She always use dresses and shirts with a whole in her back, she has a lot of tatoos and she olny has one in her spine, the pact with Beel. Of course when she made a pact with every demon her back became black because of the ink and pacts, she use a lot of black, dark lipstick and tons of eyeliner, but just for speciall events, Yukari is way to lazy to make her make up every single day.

Her first interaction with the devils was not even natural, they imagine the new exchange student was pure, but nope. Her whole family is good with magic and more than that, when she was young accidentaly call upon Belzebuub, they made a pact in exchange of food and horchata water, after that they kinda became good friends. She was (10 years old and she was bored). 

The “Kidnap” by the other hand... Her whole family went straight to the Devildom, they knew, if her daughter was missing she was in hell, and yes, there she was half naked, from the waist up, her tattoo artist way to afraid of saying something, her mama was about to murder Diavolo (He loved it because he already knew Yukari´s mother) cousins and her older brother protected her with an encantation that she broke when things became espesas. And she used the pact with Beel to show everyone how she was gonna be fine. After that she bought lunch for Beel and her family started to shout at her. “Pendeja, los demonios no son juguetes.” “DEJA EN PAZ A ESE DEMONIO YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR O YO TE PUTEO AQUÍ Y AHORA” 

Yukari: AMAAA DEJA LA CHANCLA NO, NOOOOOOOO EN LA ESPALDA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAAAA MIS TATUAJESSS. 

Yukari´s mom: ¿¿Quien te manda pendeja?? 

After the putazos. The demons understood, they better don´t mess up with her family. 

Her relationship with the brothers. 

Lucifer.

He was surprised that Beel didn´t told him about his pact with a human, and he knew everything. After the show that Yukari put through, he decided that Mammon needed to stick around with her. 

He even went to her house for photos, books and action figures for her room. After that he saw Yukari in the big garden, planting cempasúchil, she even put in her door Papel picado she made an encantation with them so nobody could cross her door. He tried once when she wasn´t answering her D.D.D, he couldn´t.   He was amazed about her magic and power to talk, also she eats a lot for her small being, he has a Beel 2.0 but smaller. 

Mammon. 

He tried to sell the flowers in the garden, but Yukari nearly kill him, not on pourpose though, she put a protection for her flowers, and he crossed the protection, tha result was burns level two, that she cured. 

He is the only demon that like the saying says. “Entra como perro por su casa” it seems that after he burned up her encantations didn´t worked on him, so she needed to make better encantations and even protect her books. Once in a while she likes to cast a spell of truth in him so she can analyse his ways. The first time she spoke Spanish he knew he needed to create a bussiness with her. And her tattos are sick, he takes photos for her, he´s so in love with the art in her back. 

Levi. 

LOOOOOOOL She´s like that character from that anime, plus her hair is sick. He got another otaku by his side, for Yukari it was easy to make a pact with Levi, they became friends in a anime group so they kinda knew each other.

When Levi saw her magic he started to tell her how amazing she was, and how he can summon Lotan, and they totaly need to make a pact, she´s Henry, like in real live. For first time in his life he feels better with himself. 

He actually has a secret pasword with her door, so he can enter whenever he wants too, and laughs when his other brothers can´t even open the door. 

Satan. 

He was the opposite of his three older brothers, he needed to draw a line between that woman and himself, but when he saw how she could read difficult books and even summon other demons and even angels. 

Yukari: Ay Güerito I´m creating this potion so Asmo can´t flirt with me, I just want to see his face. 

She was evil, and he loved it, once he understood that she wasn´t a threat they became quite close.The cherry that was on top of the whole cake, was, Yukari was studying literature back in the human Realm, so yes, Satan made a pact with her, not as fast as Mammon or Levi, but if he was going to have a master, it needed to be her.

Asmo. 

For him, Yukari was cute, and the first impression was way to good for him. If anyone dares to see her body and thinks that she is not sensual, they are wrong, she just doesn´t like to show her atributtes, but damn, those Latin Americans were pure sensuality.  Omg, that type of clothes does match with her personality, she was evil and he loved it, needed more that a look. 

Bloking your door my dear? No problem I always have the key. (He doesn´t have it though)  His human is the best of all, even Solom can cry before her and she wouldn´t mind, his humans are great. 

Beel. 

Most protect my master, Beelzebub actually know her really good, he stayed in her life since she was 10 years old and they agree to make a pact. That means every familiar dinner he went, every birthday there he was, and after a break of each other, when he saw Yukari again he needed to hug and kiss her, she became a proper lady no longer a small child that summon him for cookies or for bullies. 

He got a crush in the 18 years old woman, and even if she doesn´t like him or she see him like a really old uncle that was okey for him. He knows that the flowers and potions that she makes can´t be eaten, so he always waits for her to give him a bite of her lunch or snacks. 

Beelphegor. 

When he tried to kill her in the other line of timpe she threw a flip flop in his head, and actually used her pacts, so Yukari 2.0 could have enough time to cast a spell, she summon an Archangel. It was impressive and the brothers were terrified, one human could summon anything was a danger. 

When she returned to her line she hugged Belphie and told him; If you try to kill me here, I will take your teared your head off, with one spell. After that they became such good friends, and she kept her secrete for eternity. 

With the undateables

Luke. 

Try to bully him and she will bite. She´s small so she hates with all her heart when the brothers are mean to him. Luke loves her, she´s like a big sister, and finally someone can face those devils. She even knows Michael, and when he speaks with him, Michael always tell him how impressed he was. Luke stook with Yukari every time he can, they also make sleepovers, and the curse in her door always give him a candy. He is the happiest Angel alive. 

Solomon. 

Worried, her magic is way to powerfull, he knows her type of magic, but, he can´t make it, that magic is from way far away in the humanity time line, and if she could summon one of the seven brothers when she was young, he didn´t knew how powerfull she was know. Ancient magic might stayed as a secret. He faced Yukari when she was angry, and damn, not even his magic helped him when he recived a Chanclazo.  

Simeon. 

He liked her, her apperiance was angelical, and her height was the cutest of them all, but he knew that even the Archangels had respect for that human, he saw her once in the  Realm, and he was shocked, she was nearly 14 years old, and was talking with Uriel like nothing. 

Diavolo. 

As powerful as a human might be, they have a time limit, he´s not that affraid of Yukari, he knows that she can handdle herself, and won´t start a rebelion Right? Even if she does that, he can always marry her and that would be all. 

Barbatos. 

He got atonished when she returned from the temporal line time, that wasn´t part of his plan, and she managed to break it. They became close, not only to know Yukari better but he needed to keep an eye on her, she wasn´t normal, she was playing with fire, but she didn´t get any burn of it.

LET´S LEARN SPANISH!

Chanclazo.  When a flip flop hit you

Güerito, This one is how should I say it? Kinda racist, means when a person has a white skin color and when he or she has a lighter hair. BUT in Mexico in the market, all people are güeritos, so dont worry. 

“Entra como perro por su casa”  He enters like a dog in his house

cempasúchil  A flower that means 1000 petals. And we use them for day of the deaths.

Papel picado Type of paper, that is use for our day of the deaths, in the ofrendas

“Pendeja, los demonios no son juguetes.” “DEJA EN PAZ A ESE DEMONIO YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR O YO TE PUTEO AQUÍ Y AHORA”: IDIOT, THE DEMONS AREN´T TOYS. LEAVE ALONE THAT DEMON YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR, OR I WILL KICK YOU HERE AND NOW. 

It´s very common that Latins owns 2 names and put the two last names of the two families, the whole name from a mother, means danger. 

 AMAAA DEJA LA CHANCLA NO, NOOOOOOOO EN LA ESPALDA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAAAA MIS TATUAJESSS.

MOOOOOM LEAVE THE FLIP FLOP NO, NOOOOOOO, NO IN THE BACK, NOOOOOOOOOO MOOOOMMM MY TATOOS. 

¿¿Quien te manda pendeja??

Who leads you asshole?

horchata

Type of drink,without alcohol. It is usually made of rice, and it´s sweet. 

espesas : Thick.