#meeting mim

[blighted-lights]

posting this one again just because i can and i still really like how rodimus' face came out. your honor they are friends (<- cannot be in the same room together for more than a few minutes before arguing)

i drew ravage so comfy looking,, he's a heat thief and rodimus is a walking radiator, so.

[cheekylittlepupp]

very very random but, since when does Astarion actually butt in into the Jaheira meetup in act 2???

[theknucklehead]

My favorite giant monsters in Disney films.

And would you believe most of these aren't bosses in the Kingdom Hearts series?

[shellyseashell]

since it seems to be a mim lore day. in demon hunter au there’s three more mims, but they live off the isle and also one is dead.

[sweetalnazar]

[Pre-canon] Somehow, these little slip and tumbles just keep happening huh

It's every week now guys, cmon 🤨

[baenuit]

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𝟢𝟨'ㅤ 𝖡𝖮𝖮𝖪ㅤ 𝖿𝗍. ㅤ𝖩𝖾𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾.

art.

sou uma galeria, poeta abstrata, colecionando obras afim de encontrar o significado por trás de mim mesma.

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𝟣 ㅤ𝗀𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾̄𝗇.ㅤ 𝖽─𝗅𝗂́𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗌 ㅤ𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗈𝗌

𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗒𝗈̄ㅤ  '꽃ㅤ  𝖾·𝖼𝗈·𝖺𝗋ㅤ 𝗉𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗌ㅤ 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌.

𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗎̄𝗓𝗎ㅤ𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗆𝗌 ㅤ♡︎ ㅤ𝖿𝗈𝗍𝗈 · 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗌

𝗈ㅤ 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗋ㅤ 𝖽𝗈ㅤ 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗋ㅤ - ㅤ𝖺𝗂𝗃𝗈̄.

  

𝗆𝗈𝗇  𝖼𝗈𝖾𝗎𝗋  ♡︎  庭.  𝗂𝗌  𝖺  𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾  𝗀𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗒,  𝗂𝗇  𝗍𝗁𝖾  𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌  𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀  𝗆𝗒  '𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍  𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌  𝖿𝗈𝗋  ──𝗒𝗈𝗎.

  

♥︎ ㅤ   𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗁𝖺𝗌 ㅤ  とげ   ㅤ𝖽𝖾   ㅤ𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗈.

𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅,ㅤ ☁️ㅤ 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎ㅤ 𝗈𝖾𝗎𝗏𝗋𝖾 ㅤ𝖽 ' 𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾

香り`ㅤㅤ𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗂𝗋𝗈 ㅤㅤ❀ㅤㅤ𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗆𝖾.

��𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗁𝗂𝖾 ㅤ'𝗇𝖽ㅤ𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾 ㅤ𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌

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the poetic notes of the piano make me feel like a poet; I can feel the vibration of the melody meeting my heart, I feel alive and express my feelings.

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[inplateaus]

i need a shitty 80s90s00s show to become obsessed with again i cant live like this

[quetiapinnapark]

still thinking abt this bc at some point he asked if this was a date and i said "not really" bc i was really Scared but.... he was kinda funny and a bit cute but like, maybe I was right for not taking it into a romantic direction because it's my first time traveling abroad n also like whats the point of liking someone who lives in the US when i know damn well im staying in my country for the foreseeable future... but what if i did things differently?

i accidentally ended up on a quasi-date with a math nerd in the goddamn san francisco exploratorium for some reason

[tomwaterbabies]

disneyland happenings

featuring varian and hugo. since thats what our costumes were

^(us trying to be very spooky) (there is a lot below btw lol)

someone asking if i (dressed as hugo) was from atlantis. surprisingly this only happened once

we went to kingdom hearts mickey first bc that was gonna be a popular one the rest of the night. the idea of varian in kingdom hearts is definitely really funny. i do not go here im just being honest

OH. new addition to the costume. i had olivia with me as a shoulder friend

met bruno from encanto who commented on her. we talked about our rodent friends he was very nice. he said he brought "all 200" of his rats with him and wanted to help feed them and knows mickey is a big mouse so maybe we could ask him. i said we could just steal some food. varian got mad

went over to see sid from toy story because he seemed like a mean little bitch. he was a mean little bitch. i may have said that his creations could use a little work but thats no reason for him to say "your mouse needs a little work" and "i hope you kept the receipt".... cunt

laughing about how mother gothel was no longer part of the characters to meet. "they killed her forever this time" etc etc

watching the parade and varian almost jumping out of his skin when mother gothel was in the parade. her ghost

we went to this thing called villain's grove which was a bunch of light and effects n stuff through their little forest area. it was mostly a cool immersive experience so most of the footage is on the Lights And Effects Themselves but here's a few of us that look cool lol. gay tunnel (maybe not) (that segment was themed after frollo)

met hans from frozen. we absolutely had no clue he was going to be there it was pretty funny. you may guess that my friend @kristoffs-lullaby (varian cosplayer) is a frozen enjoyer. so we hopped in line to see him

hans asked if varian's alchemy balls were some sort of magic or enchantment and you'll Never guess what varian responded with

though explaining its alchemy and science and all that didnt really make him feel better. he even asked if its something that would be in danger of bringing in an "eternal winter". varian did not like that :)

saw dr. doofenshmirtz (?) i didnt watch that show. he was pretty fun to meet though. i know some people dont like his creepy ass design, but i do, its fun and weird to me. he wanted to collaborate with me and varian since we're scientists. really funny to have him say "i'll have my people call your people". a possible strange message that rapunzel will get later /j

also encountered hades. though our friend @iammisswow was with us and so i had him focus on her since shes a big hercules fan. the visual was hugo getting this scary man's attention to be put on someone else by calling her out. it worked obviously. "oh SHE is a HUGE fan of hercules"

madam mim from sword in the stone didnt really have as big of a crowd so we actually talked with her a pretty good amount. shes SO fun. lots of discussion about magic vs science and how she thinks knowledge is stupid. you can imagine how we of all people felt when she said "KNOWLEDGE is not power, MAGIC is power". she also liked olivia (she thought she was a familiar)

meeting judge doom from roger rabbit was kind of scary LOL. very intimidating man. but his area had vats of chemicals and all that so you can imagine we had fun with that. WE can be trusted. obviously.

nervously just nodding our heads as judge doom tells us to come to him if we have any information regarding where "that rabbit is" (we are not doing that)

and also we saw ernesto de la cruz from coco. we were actually able to catch him right as he started performing which is rad but i dont actually have any interactions to tell u about here it was bad ass though

and, unbeknownst to Hugo (as in i also didnt know about this), varian had a surprise for him. he had a whole... horribly genuine and flustery spiel to say about messing around in his lab and all that and made something for hugo. which was a necklace with a piece of colored glass-like material (teal) in the shape of a heart. hugo handled that whole situation really well (lie)

ANYWAYS ! that's it. i've mentioned before but Disneyland Trips will be retired really soon since I'm not too fond of a lot of their wack shit right now, but wanted to share some of the last bit of enjoyable times to be had there before that happens

[shhuuga]

im sorry but kitchen sex w lee know would be so heavenly. like you’d just be cooking dinner peacefully then all the sudden your bf just comes up from behind to scoop you and turn you around.

then it just turns into a heated makeout session next thing u know your bent over the kitchen counter being pounded into mercessily!!!

AGHJGHFHDHSHDJSSJ

[HTTPS]fuckin' mess.[.ORG]

(this is so bad m sorry, im a bit out of it but thought i'd give yall something to gnaw on while i finish up the final touches on the revamp of big barbie !!)

warning!! this url contains: [ cussin, unprotected $3X, cr3amp1ez, br33din kynk, cum 3ating, nd 0v3rstim ! you've been warned 🙀 smut under da cut! ]

it was like a scene from a movie. the rain outside was pattering against the windows of your shared house with now clear signs of letting up. you stood over the warm slow cooker, taking a spoonful of the curry you were making, trying to decide if it was too spicy for your whiny boyfriend to handle. (if you put too much pepper in his food he'll cry about it, but he'll drown his food in hot sauce) when the food hits your taste buds, you smile contently, just the way you like.

"babyyyy" minho drags himself into the kitchen, his lanky figure hunched over. "im cold."

"that might be because you're shirtless and the heat isn't on, min." you turn around to get a good look at him, wrapping your arms around his neck while giving him one, two, three quick kisses, rolling your eyes as you see his lips are still puckered and give him a fourth.

"you're so smart, my love.." lino nips, his tone sarcastic and cheeky. he lets you go back to tending to the food, thinking for a moment before pushing up behind you, kissing your neck.

"miiin, what're you doing?" you know the answer. he's trying to get you away from your cooking, trying to direct your focus to him. you push back against his cock, feeling it get harder through his sweatpants. fuck, it was working.

"i just want kisses" his voice was smooth, like it always was when he lied. his teeth started lightly grazing right over your soft spot, lapping at it like a kitten. you took a look at the timer set for the food, then at the big, veiny arms that were circling your waist and turned around, softly pushing minho into the kitchen island.

his lips immediately met yours as he picked you up, hands under your butt as he spun the both of you around, setting you on the island. he leaned in, pushing you down softly with his chest to yours until you were holding yourself up by your elbows. the brunette's hands moved from your butt to your thighs, caressing and squeezing your brown skin.

"we'll be done before the food's ready. just wanna get warm.." he leans in to kiss your neck, his hands moving to slip your sweatpants off and push your his shirt up on your waist.

"mhm, whatever you say, min." your voice is sarcastic, knowing he's just horny, not cold. when he shuffles you out of your pants, a chill hits your clit, making you clench around nothing. mim groans at the sight of you, pulling his cock out of his pants before sliding the tip up and down from your clit to your hole, whimpering a little.

"you goin soft, honey?" despite the fact that you were feeling the same thing he was, you teased him. seeing him being soft and submissive was something you almost never got to see with minho, and he hated the power you have over him.

"are you?" his eyes meet yours, his dick sliding inside you, all the way to the hilt. he didn't bother waiting, the way you moaned out and gripped his bicep telling him all he needed to know.

his pace was brutally pleasuring. his dick hitting your g-spot every time he thrusted into you, making it hard for anything to come out of your mouth but broken attempts at saying his name.

"mi..min! ohhh, fuck- don't, don't stop!" you could feel his breathing picking up, a sheen starting to cover his forehead as he started fucking you impossibly faster, his hips not letting up in any capacity. your eyes started to roll back him your head as you shut your eyes, the feeling of an orgasm bubbling in your belly.

"nuh uh, no. look at me- fuck- fucking look at me, baby. i wanna see you, open your eyes." his left hand reaches up to grip your chin softly, in contrast to everything going on beneath it. the hickeys forming on your neck, your titties bouncing in your shirt, and most importantly your boyfriend's dick pounding into your pussy mercilessly.

you open your eyes, biting your lip before letting out one more "baby!" before cumming all over minho's cock. it only takes him four more pumps before he cums too, staying buried inside you even after the fact. kissing your neck and leaving even more hickeys in his wake.

he pulls out after another two minutes, immediately attaching his mouth to your kitty to your complete surprise.

"min! oh, fuck, what're you doing?" your manicured fingers reach his hair in seconds, your head lolling back again.

"ts your fault.." he mumbles into your pussy, his nose bumping into your clit.

"you made such a fuckin' mess."

[gilly-moon]

I don't know if ur taking requests or no (if not feel free to ignore this lmaoo) but could u draw Nightlight with the Lunanoff family? Just all sparkly and happy, maybe with General Kozmotis somewhere in there too👀🙇‍♀️

I forgot the sparkles but you inspired me to scribble out Nightlight meeting baby MiM ♡ and of course Kozmotis visits to congratulate the Lunanoffs, and of course he’s great with babies because he made sure he was around to help care for Emily when she was born.

(disclaimer - I, on the other hand, have no idea how to handle a baby so forgive any inaccuracies there lol)

[goodtobeswift]

So glad I’m not the only one getting obsessed over Descendants all over again haha 😅

Sooo how about a Harry Hook reuniting with a crush!Reader who’s picked with the og VK’s to go to Auradon in the first film? I’d imagine one of the parents to be either Madam Mim or Mother Gothel (maybe she went cuckoo and snatched someone else’s kid), but of course it could just be left ambiguous since the entire point of a reader insert is for it to be the reader.

If Harry were close enough to someone to get a crush on them/fall in love I feel like they wouldn’t be friends with Mal and co, so Reader would probably get left out of going to the Isle in the second movie and probably wouldn’t see Harry until the barrier is brought down (and knowing Auradon, Reader probably wouldn’t be able to send letters (if it were me Id probably use interviews/events that broadcast to the Isle to say hi real quick so the Sea Three know they haven’t been forgotten)).

These are just suggestions of course so feel free to write the scenario/oneshot/drabble/etc however you see fit, I’m just a sucker for mutual pining and reunions haha-

If you don’t want to write this request for whatever reason please feel free to just delete it, thank you for taking time out of your day to write this if you do and have a good day ^-^

LOVED THIS IDEA!! i want to think this through a little more bc i want them to meet during the events of the second movie and god is harry pissed when he sees her after six months. she might said she misses her friends back in the isle but that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t feel betrayed.

i think he’d be super snappy, not letting reader explain herself OH ANDi can picture him losing his mind and yapping to uma and gil right after he got the news😭😭 like very much to his dismay he can’t believe he’s still in love

also, if you want to keep requesting or keep expanding this idea i’m super down and i’d like you (or anyone) to claim anon emojis so i can keep up with the asks! bc i got more than i thought (IM WORKING ON THEM DW🫡)

[delirious-donna]

Resistance and Ire [Part One]

“Your blood,” he managed to say without snarling whilst his eyes raked over the throbbing pulse in your neck and up to your terrified eyes, “it’s singing to me.” 

story summary: Levi isn’t hungry, or so that’s what he claims. A vampire must drink to survive, and his sire refuses to let the man give up without trying every trick up his sleeve. When a new ‘donor’ appears, one who is different from all the rest, will Levi be able to keep resisting?

pairing: Levi Ackerman x female reader

warnings: mentions of blood, blood drinking and all the things associated with vampirism, SFW (for now 👀), implied danger, a bit of flirting but y’know… it’s Levi so let him warm up a bit

Read on AO3 | Masterlist | Part Two

“Is this really necessary?” Levi scoffed into the depths of his teacup. 

Hange frowned. They leaned across the antique desk, bringing their face closer to his own and he arched an eyebrow at the overreaction to what had been a simple question. The light from the lamp glinted off their glasses, hazel eyes attempting to fix him in place but all it achieved was a faint sense of amusement. 

“If you’re trying for intimidation, Hange, then I’m afraid you’ve met your match.” 

“Why do you have to be so difficult?” they enthused, crumpling into a mass of limbs and messily tied hair that he wished nothing more than to sweep aside from the papers they were currently messing up. “It’s been too long, Levi. Far too long.” 

Maybe that was true, not that he was about to admit to it. 

“How long has it been exactly?” 

Hange ground down on their molars, hands balling into fists by their sides. He felt a twinge of sympathy that they had been the one deployed on what he assumed would be a doomed mission. They were not the first and likely would not be the last, but it was hard to maintain that ounce of sympathy when he honestly did not care. 

Levi couldn’t recall the last time he felt much of his emotions. Mostly he was numb to them and that suited him fine. Why couldn’t he be left to rot in the peace of his library? He knew why, and that’s where the first tendrils of inky hatred broke the calm surface of his demeanour. 

“He worries.” 

His pupils shrank before dilating to swallow his irises whole. The pen in his hand gave an ominous groan as the very oxygen from the room was expunged. Hange stepped back.  

“He can go to hell for all I care,” he hissed vehemently. 

“Levi. Be reasonable, you have to eat,” they beseeched, palms spread wide to show they meant no hostility. “How long are you going to continue with this childish behaviour? You’re older than I am by nearly half a century and yet you’re claiming that the donors, who want to serve you, might I add, don’t meet your requirements? Come on.” 

Levi lifted his chin, indignant in his pettiness. It was childish, of course it was, but it was working and that sense of satisfaction felt better than any blood ever could. There was nothing for him to say in retaliation so instead, he let the silence hang until Hange couldn’t stomach it—it didn’t take long. Their feet shuffled on the priceless rug; arms sent skyward before they flopped into the leather wingback chair opposite him, slumped in what he assumed to be defeat. 

“Maybe he was wrong this time,” they offered dejectedly.  

His curiosity piqued, and he quickly steepled his fingers to stop them from fidgeting and giving himself away entirely. Levi had always liked Hange and it was proving harder to resist his thirst for knowledge this time around. It wouldn’t hurt to give in just a little, to show that he wasn’t downright refusing like he had done the last three times someone was sent to tempt him into sating his appetite. 

“Wrong about what?” 

“Hm? Oh. Erwin said he handpicked your newest donor. I think his exact words were along the lines of… ‘Levi will adore her. There is no possible way he could deny himself a taste.’ Or something like that.” Hange deepened their voice at the appropriate part, brow furrowed in mimicry of their shared sire, and he felt the corner of his lips twitch. 

Meddlesome Erwin. He could never keep his nose out of his affairs for long. That hatred began to bubble and boil. How audacious of him to assume he had so little self-restraint. It had been nearly a whole month since his last meal, and whilst the hunger was ever-present, the deliciousness of being stubborn and succeeding at it fed him more than adequately. 

“Nonsense,” he said. 

“—said you’d say that too.” 

Hange was picking at their cuticles, deliberately not looking at him and his teeth flashed as his lips curled back with a snarl. He would show Erwin. One more to add to the rejection pile would not do any harm. Maybe Erwin would finally back off if he resisted this, oh-so-special, human. 

“Send them to me. I will be the one to decide, not Erwin.” 

“Excellent!” The brunette jumped to their feet with a wide, Cheshire Cat smile. “She’s in my car. I’ll be sure to show her in.” 

Fuck. Levi felt played and he had no one to blame but himself. Ire and pride were to be his downfall. His mouth opened to protest except it was already far too late. He snapped his jaw closed and shut his eyes, counting silently in the hopes of regaining a fraction of his composure. 

He was unsure exactly how long he stayed like that, his counting giving way to mediation methods he had mastered decades ago, and time ceased to exist.  

Footsteps echoed along the corridor leading to his library, they were steady and far from nervous unlike most who traipsed these lonesome hallways. A knock reverberated on the heavy mahogany door, and he heard the faintest exhale of breath. 

“Enter.” 

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You weren’t sure what to expect, but nothing could prepare you for the whirlwind that had been the last few hours. 

The existence of vampires had come as a shock to the entire world back when they chose to step out of the shadows, to reveal their truths and assure the masses that the nightmares told in literature were nowhere near reality. Some countries took to the adaptation of the world as we knew it more readily than others, mostly countries where folklore and traditions surrounding the dead—or undead in this case—remained steadfast and revered. 

With synthetic blood still a future pipe dream, the demand for consensual blood was at an all-time high. Years of legislation and government interference had seen the rise of blood donor agencies specifically aimed at catering to those that no longer had a beating heart… or did they? Honestly, you weren’t sure you knew for certain. Research on vampires was strictly prohibited so the only public information was what they chose to share, and they were very secretive. 

For those who longed to rub shoulders—or more—with the powerful creatures of the night, these agencies were not the fantasy-fuelled dream they hoped for. They were no more than standard clinical settings where you donated a pint of your blood in exchange for a cookie and a promise that someone out there would be very happy to taste you. Some clinics showed a catalogue of vampires with their preferred blood type listed beneath candid photos, but those were a rarity and extremely expensive to become affiliated with, despite being the ones most commonly advertised. 

What was even more rare, and completely hush-hush, were the vampires that drank directly from the vein. Of course, there was the negative press associated with those who believed themselves to be ‘true’ vampires. Blood drinking that led to death was extremely rare but heavily sensationalised by the media. It meant that those who chose to remain faithful to the old ways were extremely selective, with rigorous measures in place to vet applicants. You knew that more than most having spent the past several months infiltrating such a place. 

It all led to today and you couldn’t shake the feeling of that fateful meeting just a few hours ago. Erwin Smith was an imposing man, one that you would be flustered by in normal circumstances but add in that he was the head of a powerful vampire syndicate and with an unknown age, it only worsened your predicament.  

His piercing blue eyes, neatly parted blond hair and Roman nose were accentuated by the aura that all vampires possessed. It was as if power radiated from them, and it wasn’t hard to see why so many people in positions of authority were outed as immortals during The Awakening. You were certain he could see right into your soul when he shook your hand and inclined his head, and whatever he saw… he liked. It left you feeling on edge, like you had taken the first step towards a destiny that had been written for millennia.  

That Erwin had seen something you couldn’t fathom was the only reason you found yourself climbing out of the black town car and following an excitable Hange towards a dimly lit portion of the stately house. They were far too animated for your liking, and although you had found it all too easy to form a quick bond of friendship with them, there was a glint in their eye that reminded you of a shark—a predator. 

Nerves be damned, you knocked and heard the low commanding request to enter after a heartbeat or two of silence so loud it was deafening. The handle was cool beneath your fingers, not a bead of sweat sullying your palms when you pushed into the room with your eyes cast low. There was a sharp inhale of breath, and you glanced up to see a young man sitting behind a polished desk. 

“Good evening, Miss...?” The man inquired politely, standing when you approached and gesturing for you to take the seat opposite. 

You gave him your name and watched him taste the weight of it, the syllables rolling along his tongue until you thought you might never wish for another person to use it again. Black hair as pure as a midnight sky hung into curtains over his brow, it might have hidden the furrow had it not been so prominent, but you didn’t comment. 

“Pretty,” he mused almost to himself before continuing. “Am I to assume that you know who I am or were you not fed that information?” 

Frowning, you blinked down at your hands in your lap. There had been some hint that he might not be as friendly as you would like, but it was hard not to wither beneath his icy stare. Despite the cold reception, you couldn’t help but find him handsome. At nearly a foot shorter than Erwin, his presence was no less impressive, in fact, he commanded more of your attention without even trying. 

“I believe,” he started quietly, “I asked you a question. 

“I-I was told your name is Levi and that you would be mean to me if I spoke out of turn.”  

You left out the part about being warned against his dismissive attitude and general lack of compassion for anyone other than himself. It didn’t feel right to poke the bear any more than was necessary. 

“Tch.” Levi clicked his tongue against his teeth. His nostrils flared almost imperceptibly, and you watched at the subtle widening of his eyes before a veil of contempt fell across his features. 

“Levi Ackerman, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” 

“Are you certain about that?” You slapped your palm over your traitorous mouth, mentally chastising yourself. 

“I’ve been sent a cheeky one, delightful.” 

“I didn’t mean to… sorry. I’m used to speaking my mind,” you conceded softly. Did he have to have such sharp eyes? The grey hue swirled almost mercurially and since your arrival, they had shifted from pale to dark and back again. It left you wondering why. 

“Speaking your mind in the company of vampires is not always the most wise.” 

“Is that a threat?” 

“Not at all. Simply a fact.” Levi arched an eyebrow. His face was neutral, impassive, or so he hoped. It was hard to remain calm when your very scent wafted invitingly towards him. Your aroma was different from any other he had ever experienced, and he wanted to kick himself for falling further into this perfectly cunning trap. 

It didn't help matters that he also found you incredibly pretty, no easy feat given his history of lovers and the like over the many many years. A good-looking face could only take him so far, but there was more to you than met the eye and he scowled harder when you glanced away. One false move and he would be fully entangled in a spider's web made just for him.

You hummed, musing quietly as to whether you believed him or not. There was no need for threats when there was a seven-figure insurance policy in your father’s name should anything fatal befall you. That would be more than enough to ensure his twilight years were spent in luxury. 

“Do you always conduct interviews such as these before you drink?” 

Levi canted his head. “You haven’t done this,” he waved his hand between the two of you, “before?” 

“I didn’t say that.” 

“So, you’re not a virgin blood donor then.” 

“I didn’t say that either,” you said churlishly. 

Whether you knew it or not, your blood was heating the longer this back and forth ensued. Levi wanted to bite down hard on his tongue as the scent of bergamot tickled his olfactory senses and he began to salivate uncontrollably. Give it another minute or two and his gums would throb with the want to release the full length of his canines, making it harder to speak without a lisp. Harder, not impossible. 

“You’re testing my patience,” he warned flatly. 

You shifted in your seat and straightened your spine. If it took you screwing your courage to the sticking place, then so be it. He might be possibly the most handsome man you had ever laid eyes on, but you were not without reason for being here. It was important to remember that and not fall into some silly bickering that could see all your carefully cultivated plans blown up in one fell swoop. 

“That wasn’t my intention,” you admitted truthfully, “but you must know that I’ve been thoroughly vetted in every possible way. I’ve even personally met Mr Smith, he—” 

Suddenly, he was in front of you.  

No longer safely on the other side of the desk but right there in front of your chair. His hands gripped the leather arms until you could hear the fabric whimper in protest. The mercurial swirl of his irises painted a storm-laden sky, and you swallowed down the shriek caught fast in your throat. 

“Did. He. Taste. You.” 

What was happening? Where had this unexpected shift come from? His clipped words were raw with potent fury, and only when you shrank back did a momentary sense of panic skitter over his face. The veil of contempt ripped away to reveal… fuck, you didn’t know.  

“What...? Mr Ackerman, please.” You choked out the words, overcome by contrasting desires that made no sense. The most sensible was to run, to flee as fast as you could and hope that there would be protection outside of his opulent library. The other was also to run but towards him, to hurtle yourself into his arms and comfort a man—was he still a man? —you had only just met. 

“Your blood,” he managed to say without snarling whilst his eyes raked over the throbbing pulse in your neck and up to your terrified eyes, “it’s singing to me.” 

Levi had chosen not to believe in it. After centuries of existence and barely any tales of it being documented, he had refused to listen to the stories Erwin spoke of so many moons ago. Tales of blood that sang so sweetly that you could not deny it. Pieces were missing from his memory, other myths attached to the phenomena but it hardly mattered when he was listening to the most alluring music he had ever heard in his life.  

He couldn't pinpoint exactly when it started, it certainly wasn't when you first entered his home or even when you gave him your name without reservation. One moment he was quelling the desire to draw you into his lap and scent the blood directly beneath your skin and the next he shadow-stepped without meaning to.

He was utterly fear-struck. 

The door burst open before you could think to speak, to ask what the hell he meant by your blood singing to him. Hange, followed by a man you hadn’t been introduced to stormed inside and yelling ensued without further ado. Levi was being backed into a corner and you could only blink dumbly as the words slurred together, unfocused and intelligible. 

You were standing, being led to the door but you kept looking back. The hands on your shoulders tightened when you started to resist, Levi met your eyes and shook his head once, solemnly. He threw up his hands in surrender and you wanted to die right there. The door was steps away, nothing but a pounding war drum sounded in your ears and then with startling clarity that pierced through the noise, he spoke. 

“Please, I have to know… did he taste you?” 

Your mouth opened to respond, the answer on the tip of your tongue but before you could voice it, you were in the back of the same black town car you had arrived in, with tears in your eyes and a heavy ache in your heart. 

[myrunawaysweets]

Imagine a life in Louisiana New Orleans, 1920.

Your a nice little lady, dragged to a nightclub by your friend. You didn't want to go initially due to the recent murders, but mimzy just had to go for her "reputation "

The loud music played as mimzy was surrounded by young men, most likely trying to get in her pants, er skirt. Mimzy always loved that kind of attention. You on the other hand, did not.

But of course, being near mimzy meant her little fan club of boys would sometimes drift to you aswell.

"Whats a fine doll like you doin here with a tramp like mim?" A young man spoke up, his cheeks flushed to show how many drinks he had so far.

"Shouldn't you be with the rest of your troop? You know, cheering for mimzy instead of belittling her?" You inquired, not even sparing the man a glance as you swished your whiskey in the glass it was in.

"You're right..." The boy spoke "but would you believe me if I said i fell in love with you from the moment i saw you?"

You knew it... these boys playing grown ups used that same line everytime they were around you.

You rolled your eyes to his response "nice try little boy but I dont play those games, so how bout you run along and try that on the next poor broad you see?" You waved your hand to shoo him away. "Maybe you'll have better luck next time-"

A tight grip was held on your wrist making you look up from your drink.

"So your just going to brush me off like that huh?" The drunkard looked into your eyes, previously clouded with lust was now darkened with anger "do you even know who I am, little lady?"

The man's grip tightened, making you wince.

You opened your mouth to tell him to let go but before you can even get the words out of your mouth, a gentle hand was placed on your waist and another vice grip on the man's wrist.

"My, is that any way to treat a lady, young man?" A cheery voice spoke up "every gentleman knows not to raise his hand to harm a lady, especially a lady they are courting"

The drunk young man let go of your wrist. Looking up at the brunette who has yet to face you.

"I think its time for you to go little boy" the brunette pushed the boy to the ground, watching him run away until he was out of sight.

The brunette turned towards you, revealing a handsome man around your age, a tan complexion accompanied with matching dark eyes and a shiny smile "are you alright my dear?" His voice was ever so cheery, just like his smile.

"Thanks..." you replied, rubbing your wrist.

"The names alastor, pleasure to meet you sweetheart! Quite a pleasure!" He held his hand out in which you shook.

"(Y/n), the pleasure is all mine" you were skeptical of him.

"What brings you here by yourself?" Alastor spoke, his hands now behind his back.

"I'm with a friend, mights heard of her, her names mimzy" you pointed over to your short friend who was giggling away, throwing back glass after glass of whiskey, bought by her little play things.

"Your a friend of mimzy? What a coincidence!" Alastor laughed "she invited me out here but I couldn't find her, shall we go greet her together?" The brunette held his arm out in an attempt to escort you to the little flapper.

You hesitantly took his arm and followed him towards your little pal.

"Mimzy!" Alastor walked towards the blonde.

Mimzy looked up from her crowd and smiled. "alastor! I was wondering where you've been!"

"I was searching for you when I came across one of your friends who had some trouble!" The man gestured towards you "you never told me you had such a pretty gem!"

"Yeah, she's a real looker ain't she?" She winked at you "though I'd love to talk some more, I was just entertaining some of these folks" she gestures towards the crowd of boys.

"Don't let me keep you mimzy" Alastor waved in dismissal and walked back to you "my it is crowded in here"

You nodded "This kind of thing isn't really my style" you waved at the crowded place.

"Me neither, mimzy always insists that I come" alastors smile stays bit his eyes show his distaste for this place before lighting back up "say, I know this nice place down the street, what say we ditch this place and head for a meal?"

Following a man you just met into the night? Couldn't be more of a death wish... but he didn't seem all that bad, plus he and mimzy seemed to be on good terms so whats the worst that could happen?

"Yes please" you sighed, smiling.

"Aha! That's better my darling! I haven't seen you give a proper smile all evening! It sits you!" He bellowed, holding his arm out to escort you once again.

Once you left the building, it didn't take long for you two to fall into conversation.

It turned out that alastor ran a radio channel, broadcasting about this and that, more so about those pesky murders as of late.

Alastor had learned that you don't usually go to these things due to the way men look at you with a lustrous gaze, so openly at that. Instead of following mimzy on these nightly activities, you would stay home and tend to your little restaurant.

"I know it's not really suitable for a lady to be owning a business, but if im going to end up cooking for a man, might as well get paid to do so, am I right?"

Alastor couldn't agree more, letting you in on some secrets his mother had told him about cooking.

"Your not so bad al" you laughed after he had told you a particular dad joke "not bad at all"

Now, alastor was never one to indulge in romance, but the way you smiled, the way you set your dreams to be so big... he couldn't describe the feeling it left... but it was addicting, more addicting than the screams he would entice almost every night from his victims. Yes he originally planned to kill you, but after actually getting to know you, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Thanks..." his voice was quiet "your not bad at all either"

The night went off without a hitch, you even let him walk you to your house which just so happened to be connected to your restaurant.

"Do drop by if you get a chance, I'll try out that jambalaya recipe for you" you smiled, leaning on the open door.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world, darling!" He bowed before walking down the empty dark street.

The next time mimzy invited you out, you didn't hesitate to accept. You hadn't heard from alastor since the delightful night you two had.

Mimzy gave you the address and promptly hung up the phone.

You didn't want to be late, so you ended up being early, too early. The sun was only just setting, casting a golden hue onto the city.

You had hoped the doors would be opened but you're luck ran short on that part.

It was a chilly evening. That much was clear as a breeze brushed by, making you shiver.

It wasn't long until mimzy came by and the nightly routine began.

Boys flocked to mimzy, buying her drinks, and a few stragglers found their way to you.

The boy from the previous night came back, looking up and down, lust evident in his eyes once again.

"I'm guessing you came back in regret?" His nice guy act was no doubt gone, revealing his true colors.

You scoffed and continued to listen to the music. Frank Sinatra had such a heavenly voice...

Your thoughts were interrupted by the man yanking your hair "listen here, you harlot, no one ignores me... so here's what we're going to do" you felt something sharp and cold press against the opening of your dress on your back "we're going to walk out of here, got going to be a nice birdie and not make a peep, understood?" His breath fanned into your ear, reaking of alcohol.

Fear ran cold in your veins as you couldn't do anything but gently nod.

You trembled, making the man's eerie smile widen as you felt something poke at your back.

As soon as you got out, the empty street revealed that no one could help you now as he led you to the alley beside the building.

Tears pricked your eyes as he shoved you into the brick wall as he squished his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your perfume, the perfume you wore for alastor.

"Please stop" you managed to sob out.

It echoed out of the alley, and right onto the ears of the man you'd hoped to see.

He was standing outside of the club, debating whether or not he should enter. Would you be waiting for him? Has he been on your mind constantly, just like you have for him? Has he plagued every crevice of your brain just like you have in his? Or did you think little of the evening between you two, and gone back to your life...

His thoughts were interrupted by your sob.

His blood ran hot in his veins... you were here, but instead of having fun, you were in an alley in god knows what condition...

He walked towards the alley, everything seemed to be in slow motion...

There, before his own eyes, you were crying, the sleeve of your dress pulled down as the man behind you shamelessly grinded into you as he pulled your hair, biting into the soft skin on your shoulder.

"I thought I told you to behave..." alastors voice was heard from the opening of the alley "especially with a lady"

The man looked up from you with a glare "stay out of this, you square" he pulled out the knife and pointed it towards alastor making your eyes widen in fear of him being hurt to save you "unless you want me to cut you up"

The sight of you being worried for him made alastors head spin with glee, but this was no time for that.

"Darling Belle, close your eyes for a moment, will you?" Alastors smile was strained yet firm as a murderous aura clouded the alley way.

You did as told, wanting this night to be over with.

Screams were heard. Alastors hands moved quickly as he used his brute strength and adrenaline to break the man's knees backwards and draped his coat over you.

bones cracking and blood spilling filled the alley way along with the sound of alastors giggling.

Before you knew it, it was over and the man had passed it from blood loss and pain.

Alastor placed his hands on your shoulders as you trembled, bruises and bite marks all evident on your body as he guided you out of the alleyway.

"Sorry you had to experience that, darling" alastor apologized like you had seen him shirtless instead of him killing a man.

It took you a while, but you eventually spoke.

"Thank you... alastor" your head leaned against his chest as you felt tears start to form once again.

Alastor was never one for physical touch, but then again, he wasn't one for regular emotions, relationships, or even human connections, yet you bypassed all of his limits.

He sighed, and held you close.

"Its quite alright darling... " this was all new to him, so it didn't conquer to him that it would be the wrong time and mood for his next words "I could never let anything happen to you... i love you..."

You froze, slowly looking up at the man who held you so tenderly in his arms in the middle of the empty street... those words were spoken many times to you... your ex fiance before h ran away with his mistress, your family before he disowned you leaving you to fend for yourself in the harsh city, and your guy friend who supported you after the disownment who had confessed to you as you stayed at his apartment, running the friendship and trust... how could you ever trust anyone who spoke those words?

Alastors hold around you was gentle... it was comforting... you had only known him a few days, a week at most, having only met twice... yet he said he loved you?

"You love me?" You inquired... no longer liking the feeling of his arms around you as they felt fake

"I love you... " alastor smiled, though it seemed nervous as your gaze made him feel like he had something stupid...

Inspired by the song "something stupid" by Frank Sinatra.

[cloudzzcore]

CHARLIE + KID!READER PLATONIC HEADCANONS

Also my requests are open!!

This sorta turned into a bit of a Drabble- I’m using one of my childhood shows Kate and Mim Mim as inspiration for the readers stuffed toy! I’ll be calling the toy Mim Mim.

Key -

Favorite Color - (f/c)

Favorite Animal - (f/a)

When you arrived at the hotel all alone with no parental figure, It scared Charlie absolutely shitless as she ushered you inside the hotel.

Hell is a very dangerous place, especially for a child.

“Hello, Welcome to th—OH MY GOODNESS!” Charlie exclaims, looking down at the little child standing in front her, eyes full of innocence. Clutching a stuffed (f/c) (f/a) toy. “Hi!” The child beamed with a wide smile. “Okay.. Let’s get you inside, Sweetie.” Charlie said, ushering the child inside.

Okay, How was Charlie going to explain and introduce a child into the hotel.. There was a literal “adult film” actor living in the hotel.. and the radio demon–

Charlie brought you over to the couch, looking around anxiously. Before heading back over to the door and looking around again, Where the hell were your parents?!

“If you’re looking for my mama, She told me come here.” You said dismissively, Charlie’s heart dropped. You were just dropped of here.. Great. “Oh.. Well.. what am I going to do with you?” Charlie mumbled, being to pace a bit.

But then she just sighed, looking determined. She was going to take care of you! “First off.. What’s your name?” Charlie asked, sitting on the couch next to you. “I’m Y/N! This is Mim-Mim!” You introduced yourself, Even presenting Mim-Mim to Charlie! “Well Y/N, Let’s get you and Mim- Mim situated.”

After getting your room situated, getting you all washed up and changed into new clothes, Charlie had you in her room. She was going to introduce you to Vaggie first then the others.

It went well, Although Vaggie was a bit surprised to see a child in the hotel, But you didn’t have a care in the world at the moment.

You would occasionally just sit with your stuffed (f/a) and just talked to it like it was alive. Alive is a keyword. Trust me.

“You think the princess is really nice, Mim-Mim?” You whispered to the toy, Making it nod yes, you smiled, “Me too! She gave me a bath and pretty clothes!” You said before Charlie suddenly called your name. “Y/N! Time to meet the others!”

Now for when Mim-Mim came to life in the hotel for the first time.

You hadn’t brought Mim-Mim to life for a while ever since you came to the hotel you were so busy with doing other things like coloring, Playing with Charlie!

Going on Walks with Vaggie. You even went to an overlord meeting with Alastor! Angel Dust took you out to get Pizza. Made Bath Bombs with Cherri Bomb and Cleaned up with Niffty and Lucifer made you a rubber duck! So many fun things!

How did you not bring Mim-Mim to life for any of that? Eh, You were alone in the lobby.

So you had the chance and you were gonna take it.

“It’s been a while since we last played together Mim-Mim! But now it’s time to come life again!” You exclaimed with a laugh, spinning yourself and Mim-Mim around. “Y/N and Mim-Mim, Me and You! Let’s twirl away to play something new!” You both laughed as the now large (f/c) (f/a) stopped spinning but now was carrying you on their shoulder. “Oo~ where are we?” Mim-Mim asked as they looked around as you readjusted your grip on their shoulders. “We’re in Princess Charlie’s hotel!”

Soon you and Mim-Mim were running through the hotel and playing together before they slipped and fell down a hallway catching you and continuing to slide down the hall as you both laughed.

But then you heard it.

“OH MY GOLLY WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!”

Vaggie heard Lucifer yelling from downstairs with Charlie and they both looked up.

Lucifer stood on the far side of the hallway, looking horrified as his gaze landed on Mim-Mim, Holding Charlie’s kid.

Mim-Mim slowly stood up while holding you close.. before running around a corner.

“CHARLIE SOMETHING HAS YOUR KID!”

“What?!” Charlie and Vaggie both shout at the same time as they both ran up the stairs and Mim-Mim zoomed by as You were screaming and laughing. “Wooo!” You cheered as Mim-Mim had a visible terrified expression. Angel Dust and Husk were talking in the hallway before quickly moving out of the way as Mim-Mim ran by. “Sorry!” Mim-Mim yelled. “The fuck was that?!” Angel dust exclaimed as Charlie ran by. “It has my kid!” Charlie shouted as Angel joined the chase. “Holy fuck.” Husk mumbled taking a swig of his beer. “PUT THE KID DOWN!” Angel yelled to Mim-Mim but they weren’t listening.

Yeah Mim-Mims first appearance did cause a bit of Chaos but that didn’t matter you were having fun!

——

This was way more episodic than I realized, I was watching a few shows so I guess it just added on.

Constructive criticism is always welcome! My requests are also open!!

4/2/2024

[vg-k]

Español: No tengo mas que agradecer a cada uno de ustedes por todo el carinho que mi blog a recibido a lo largo del tiempo, apesar de mis "desapariciones" un poco recurrentes y algunos hiatus no previstos, mi blog continúa creciendo lo cual pienso que es algo um poco impresionante. Cada vez estoy más serca de cumplir mi meta de llegar a los 10k, pero mentiría si dijera que esta todo bien. Tengo miedo de que la poca motivación que me queda para seguir publicando, se vaya una vez allá alcanzado mi objetivo. Dejando de lado todas esas palabras tristes, mas una vez agradezco a todas las personitas que me apoyan. Les mando un fuerte abrazo, cuídense mucho ♡

Português: Só tenho a agradecer a cada um de vocês por todo o carinho que meu blog tem recebido ao longo do tempo, apesar dos meus “desaparecimentos” um tanto recorrentes e de alguns hiatus imprevistos, meu blog continua crescendo o que me deixa um pouco surpresa. Estou cada vez mais perto de atingir minha meta de chegar aos 10k, mas estaria mentindo se dissesse que está tudo bem. Receio que a pouca motivação que me resta para continuar postandi desapareça quando eu atingir meu objetivo. Deixando de lado todas essas palavras tristes, mais uma vez agradeço a todas essas pessoas que me apoiam. Sintam-se abraçados por mim, e por favor cuidem-se ♡

English: I only have to thank each of you for all the love that my blog has received over time, despite my somewhat recurrent "disappearances" and some unforeseen hiatus, my blog continues to grow which I think is something um unimpressive. I'm getting closer to meeting my goal of reaching 10k, but I'd be lying if I said everything was fine. I'm afraid that the little motivation I have left to continue publishing will go away once I reach my goal. Leaving aside all those sad words, but once again I thank all the little people who support me. I send you a big hug, take care of yourselves ♡

(Sorry for any spelling errors)

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