#n i cnt hide it anymore

[wh1msic4lwasab1]

𝐃𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫'𝐬 𝐒𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 ☾⋆｡𖦹 °✩⋆

synopsis: being alone in the woods isn’t a great idea, but your village is in dire need for a savior, and who better to give you salvation than the sleeping soldier of Wallachia

tags: mentions of blood, violence, vampiric trancing, vulgar, explicit, fingering

wrd cnt: 1.5k

a/n: first ever castlevania fic w my favorite bbg

You didn’t support what happened to that poor woman. Lisa Tepes, the wife of Dracula Tepes.

Your town was always weary of the church, and the rumors of witchcraft. Fools, you said. Wherever there is a competent women, there must be witches?

The warning from the sky sent the entire country into a panic, soon enough your ears heard whispers rustling through the forest about a sleeping soldier, a savior who would end the terror of the night and vanquish Dracula and his army of demons.

No one was brave enough, but you were tired enough. Tired of locking the shutters so tight not even a sliver of moonlight could peak in, tired of sleeping so soundly not a single devil could hear your breathe, tired of the constant fear that bathed your body in a ghastly feeling.

But- there was so much to lose. The rumors- sightings of the creatures that stalks the sky’s, killing anyone who dares to venture out after dark.

You’ll sleep on it, but not for long.

….

You can hardly sleep with all the noise. The noise?

The shutters fly off the walls of your home almost fantastically, but not as loudly as the first scream of a mother. You weren’t safe any longer, and you had to make a decision now.

As you huddle in your home, praying for the dawn to come in a matter of seconds, you hear the second screams of your neighbors outside.

You know what it means - the monsters have come for your village. With your heart pounding in your chest, you grab a weapon, cross, bundle of garlic, and flee into the woods, hoping to escape the unspeakable horrors that stalk the earth.

As you run through the forest, tripping over roots and branches, you realize that you're lost. But you don't have time to worry about that right now. All that matters is getting away. You follow a particular light and hope it’s a fire, but you stumble upon a cabin, hidden deep in the woods. You dash towards it, hoping to find shelter.

The door swings open as you bash your shoulder in.

As you pant like a dog on the floorboards, you move your hair back behind your shoulders and survey the room.

Inside, you find the space lit by flickering candles. As you catch your breath and get up, you notice a strange object in the corner of the room - a coffin.

Almost in slow motion, you watch. A figure rises from inside, his eyes glowing in the dim light and his ears pointed, partly covered by his lengthy almost platinum hair.

'Alucard,' you whisper, your voice trembling. You've heard the tales of the sleeping soldier, a creature who is neither alive nor dead, son of Dracula and the Prince.

As Alucard approaches you, you can see his teeth, long and sharp, glinting in the light. You know what he is - a monster, just like the ones that have been hunting you. But as you look into his eyes, something strange happens. You don't feel fear anymore. Instead, you feel something else - something of warmth, something almost symphonic.

'You're not like them,' you say, your voice still but a whisper. 'You're different.'

“And you are?” He asks.

“Y/n-…That’s my name.”

“And why have you woken me, Y/n”. He says sternly, reminding you of the fact.

As you stand there, face to face, you can't help but feel a strange connection to him. You stutter as you try to find the right words to explain yourself.

'I-I was running from the monsters,' you say, your voice shaking. 'I didn't know where to go, and I saw your cabin. I just needed a place to hide.'

Alucard studies you for a moment, his glowing eyes never leaving your face. You can feel your heart racing as he steps closer to you, closing the distance between you. You can smell his strange, intoxicating scent, a mix of something sweet and something earthy. It's a smell that you can't quite place, but it fills your senses and makes your head swim.

'And what makes you think I'm any different from the monsters you were running from?' he asks, his voice low and husky.

You swallow hard, trying to find the words to explain what you're feeling. 'I don't know,' you admit. 'I just... I don't feel afraid of you. I feel safe.'

Alucard's expression changes at your words, and he takes another step closer to you. You can feel the heat radiating off his body, and you find yourself drawn to him, unable to look away. He reaches out and brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

'You shouldn't feel safe around me,' he says, his voice barely above a whisper. 'I am a vampire, and you are full of blood that I can hear at this very moment coursing in and out of your heart like a little rabbit’.

Alucard's eyes darkened at the mention of blood, and he looked at you hungrily. You couldn't help but feel a little scared, but at the same time, there was something thrilling about being so close to a creature of the night. You could feel your heart racing in your chest as he leaned in closer, hoping he could hear it, his lips just a breath away from yours.

'I could take it all, you know,' he said, his voice low and menacing. 'I could drain you dry and leave you here to rot. Like a vampire.”

You swallowed hard, your throat dry with fear and excitement. 'But you won't,' you whispered, your voice barely audible.

Alucard smirked, his fangs glinting in the light. 'No, I won't,' he said. 'Because for some reason, I find myself intrigued by you, Y/n. I want to know more about you, and what makes you different from the other humans I've encountered.'

With that, he closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. You gasped at the sudden contact, your body trembling with desire. You had never experienced anything like this before, and you couldn't help but wonder what had come over you.

Alucard's tongue explored your mouth, tasting every inch of you. You could feel his fangs brushing against your lips, and it only served to heighten your pleasure. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you as the kiss grew more intense, feeling his hair envelope you.

As you kissed, you could feel yourself growing weaker, and you knew that it was only a matter of time before Alucard's thirst took over. And yet, you couldn't bring yourself to push him away. There was something about him that drew you in, something that made you feel alive.

Finally, Alucard broke the kiss, his eyes glowing with desire. 'I need to taste you, Y/n,' he whispered, his voice husky with need. 'I can't resist it any longer.'

You nodded, unable to speak. You knew what he was asking for, and you were more than willing to give it to him. Alucard's lips found your neck, and he bit down gently, his fangs piercing your skin. You cried out in pleasure, the pain mixing with the pleasure in a way that you had never experienced before.

As Alucard drank from you, you could feel yourself growing weaker, but it was a weakness that you welcomed. You had never felt so alive, so desired, and you knew that this was something that you would never forget.

And what followed was even more unforgettable.

As Alucard drank from you, you could feel the pleasure coursing through your veins. 'Don't stop,' you whispered, your voice barely audible. 'I don't want this to end.' Your legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him closer to you as he continued to drink.

Finally, Alucard pulled away, leaving a small wound on your neck, licking it gently to console you. You slumped against him, completely spent. He carried you to the bed, laying you down gently before climbing in beside you.But he wasn't done with you yet. His hand began to explore your body, tracing patterns on your skin that made you shiver with delight. You looked up at him, your eyes heavy with desire. 'Do you want this? Taken by a Dhampir?' he asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

'More than anything,' you replied, his eyes dark with desire. His fingers found their way between your legs, teasing you until you were begging for more. You gasped as he slid a finger inside you, causing your body to arch off the bed with pleasure. He began to move his finger in and out, slowly at first, but then faster and faster as he curled them up.

'Oh, God,' you cried out, your body on fire with desire. You had never felt anything like this before. And then, he added a second finger, stretching you wider.

‘The Gods are not here to save you. I am.’ He whispered.

You cried out with pleasure, your body shaking with the force of your orgasm. 'Don't stop,' you begged, your voice ragged with pleasure.

‘You’re quite demanding, could have fooled me.” He says, ‘If I help you- when I help you, we’d do good to stick together’.

Shit, you just remembered, the whole reason you left was to get help. Now you’re about to fuck the help.

whimsic4alwasab1 ™ - do not copy, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own.

[raleighcarreras]

It's all so incredibly loud

Part 7: would you watch blood drip from the nails hammered into my hands? Or would you lick me clean?

Pairing: wanda maximoff x black!fem!reader

Rating: M (sexual situations)

Warnings: sex, pietro being a lil shit because he can, dark!reader (not really, reader says something as a joke haha...unless), vaginal fingering (r receiving), oral (r giving)

Wrd Cnt: 3k +

Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

Notes: last chapter! Thank you for coming with me on this journey! I might do like a little anthology series within this universe because I like this little family I've created idk. Song is My Thoughts On You by The Band CAMINO...18+ only

"I fell for your eyes...I just realized, I still need you...I still need you"

"Mama! You're still here?" There was a vulnerability in those words that she couldn't help but feel guilty because of. Group therapy was definitely in the cards for them.

"Yep. I'm still here, Utenok."

The boys sandwiched her onto the couch. Falling snuggly into her sides.

"We didn't see you down here this morning. Where did you sleep?" Billy asked innocently.

It was at that moment that you chose to grace the livingroom with your presence. You had somehow managed to get dressed for the day, and were letting Alexis waddle slightly on the ground before she gave up in a huff every few seconds.

"Yeah, Wanda, where did you sleep last night?" You asked with a smirk so subtle only Wanda (and also Pietro) would be able to pick up on it.

Wanda could not give the same conspiratoriality with her resulting blush and stammer.

"I-uh-I slept in the bed with your uncle! He steals all of the sheets."

You gave Wanda a look that said 'Nice save' but sarcastically.

The boys looked over to their uncle as if he was the voice of all reason and oh God Wanda would have to change that quickly.

"This is true. Your mother has superpowers, why does she need a blanket?" Pietro was full on smirking at Wanda, not even trying to hide his smugness.

Billy pouted, "You're supposed to wake us up in the morning. Did you forget?"

Well great, now she feels bad for having sex with her wife.

"No, I didn't forget. Pietro just beat me to it. So, I woke up your mother instead."

"You were supposed to do the opposite, Twin Sister."

You dropped a paper plate on Alexis' head. She laughed. You did not.

Pietro looked like he was physically withholding laughter now.

"Why'd you do that? Are you married again?" Tommy asked with a slight bounce in his seat.

This time you answered, if only because it looked like Wanda was going to burst into flames any second now.

"That's not how that works, Babies. We're not married again." You leave it at that for now, then do the ole 'quickly distract your children before they put you in anymore distress' maneuver, "Can you boys help me with lunch?"

They both eagerly join you in the kitchen. Immediately getting underfoot and directly in your personal space. Thank fuck, you have mommy's boys.

When you're not looking because you're busy trying to arrange a late lunch for the twins and an even later breakfast for you and Wanda, Alexis starts to waddle away from the kitchen.

The only person who actually sees it is Pietro, ever hypervigilant.

Alexis toddled the small distance from the kitchen to Wanda. Wanda eyes widened at the display.

"Y/N! She's walking."

You instantly turn away from the stove. Practically vaulting over the twins to get a better look.

"Pietro! Why didn't you say anything? Go get my phone!" He's back with your phone in an instant.

"I didn't want to startle anyone."

Wanda held her arms out helpfully for Alexis, who does eventually toddle into them with an exhausted huff and annoyed grumble.

Wanda picked her up instantly. With that video being sent to everyone you know in the span of five seconds, you went back to cooking.

"Good job, babygirl." And Wanda really meant it. Especially, because if she hadn't been there to see it she would have walked into the ocean.

Once the excitement had died down, Pietro slithered over to Wanda.

"So....?"

"So what?"

Pietro whined, "Come on. You know. Did my wingmanning work?"

Wanda, genuinely confused, and still preoccupied with Alexis, furrowed her brows, "What wingmanning?"

"You think I sped to the guestroom and woke up early to remove the devil spawn from the premises out of the kindness of my heart? No! I was trying to get you laid."

Wanda rolled her eyes at that, "You're insufferable."

"Did it work!?"

Wanda looked over to where you were teaching the boys some soul food dish, she couldn't have stopped her smile even if she wanted to.

"Yes. It worked. She said yes to a date."

Pietro thankfully resisted the urge to hoop and holler, "Fuck yeah, I can babysit!"

"Actually, that's her only stipulation."

"I'm a great babysitter!"

Wanda eyed the hole in Pietro's shirt surrounded by other little baby teeth marks, "Sure you are."

"This was a fluke! The small one was gaining energy from her super amazing uncle for her big walk!"

You had gotten ready for dates thousands of times. And at least 50 of those thousands were actual dates with someone you wanted to be with and not just a ruse for a mission.

Most of those 50 had been with Wanda. Before and after you were married.

You had never been nervous for any of them. Not even the very first one you went on. Though, that was partially because you weren't aware it was a date until you had gotten back to the compound and Natasha told you it was a date.

In your defense, how were you supposed to know Wanda taking you to your favorite restaurant, an aquarium you had mentioned offhandedly, and then her insisting on paying for everything was a date?

Yeah, sure, she kissed you, but you thought she was just being nice!

You ended up being correct. She was just being nice but it was because she wanted to see you naked.

Semantics aside, you had never been nervous for a date...until then.

"Girl, if you don't put that damn dress on..." Monica threatened from her spot sitting on your bed with your baby in her lap.

You grimaced, holding up the dress to your body, "You don't think it's too sexy?"

Monica rolled her eyes, you had been doing this little song and dance way too long for her liking, "What? Like Wanda's going to complain if it is?"

"I don't want it to look like I'm trying too hard."

"Now, you know that you could wear a potato sack and Wanda would-wait...what is this really about, Y/N?" Monica placed Alexis down in the middle of the bed, watching as she sank down into it slightly with a giggle, successfully trapped.

You dropped your arms down to your sides in defeat, "I don't know. I guess I'm thinking about what people might think. 'Why'd you get back together with a woman who cheated on you?' And I know I rarely care about what people think but why did I?"

Monica hummed, "Well, for starters, one date doesn't mean you're back together. You're getting ahead of yourself. But also, why are you asking yourself that? If you didn't know or didn't want to you wouldn't have said 'yes'."

"You don't think I'm rushing back into this just to get my heartbroken again?" You eyed the ring box containing your engagement ring and wedding band. It sat, untouched, on your dresser.

Monica handed you the dress you had picked out for the night, "Honestly? No. And you don't either."

And Monica was right. It was a long time coming, and as odd as it may sound to someone other than you, you trusted Wanda.

For lack of a better phrase, you felt like she learned her lesson.

You began to slip into the tight black dress, "You're right."

Monica helped zip you up, "I know. I always am. Besides, Wanda knows that if she ever hurt you again we would fight until one of us died or the earth exploded from the destruction. Whichever happens first."

You laughed at Monica's threat, "I appreciate that, but I'm a red room trained assassin. I can handle myself."

"Semantics. Anyway, it's almost time for you to go." Monica slapped your ass playfully. You swatted at her.

"I'm going. I'm going. Please make sure the boys brush their teeth before bed, and Alexis doesn't use hers to chew through something."

"I've done this before. I know how it works."

You nod before smirking subtly, "And if you get bored feel free to call Natasha. The guestroom is soundproof. Just make sure to wash the sheets."

You expertly dodged the pillow thrown your way with a laugh, "Bye, Alexis."

"Bye bye, mommy."

You headed into the livingroom where the boys were playing a video game. They looked up at you with identical frowns of confusion.

"Where are you going, Mom?" Tommy asked with a strict tilt to his head. It was sort of scary how much they were alike Wanda sometimes.

You're not sure why you hadn't expected that question. Though, you and Wanda had breifly talked about what to tell the kids. You both agreed that honesty would probably serve well for the least amount of childhood trauma.

"I'm going...on a date...with your mother."

The confusion deepened, "But, you told us dates are for getting to know people and you already know Mama."

"Well, your mom has changed a lot and I should get to know her again." You were so good at this parenting thing.

"Oh. Okay." Tommy and Billy nodded in understanding.

"Is that okay with you guys? It's not weird?"

"Nope. It's very okay. It means the operation was successful!"

You didn't even pretend like you knew what that meant.

"You look really pretty, Mom." Billy said with a sweet smile, ever the flatterer. Tommy nodded in agreement.

"Awe, thank you, Babies." You kissed them both on the forehead.

Then, there was a knock on your door.

You hobbled over to it, trying to pull on your heels.

Opening it, you were met with a bright smile, "Sorry, I'm a bit early."

"Don't be. Boys, come say 'Hi' to your mom."

Tommy and Billy easily paused their game and greeted their mother.

"Hi, Mama. The operation was successful!"

Wanda immediately turned a beet red in the cheeks.

"Not quite. But really close."

The boys shrugged, clearly choosing to believe their assumption was right instead. They headed back to their game.

"Operation?"

"Don't worry about it. Shall we go?"

"We shall."

The date had been going well. You wouldn't say it was just like old times because it wasn't. Things were different. And that was perfectly okay. In fact, you preferred it that way.

You were now 2 and a half Cabernet sauvignon glasses in and it was starting to become obvious.

"How long are you going to be blonde?" You asked with a slight scowl.

"Do you not like it? Wanda ran a hand through her hair self consciously.

"No. Quite the opposite actually. I like it a little too much." You said, still with the scowl.

Wanda smirked, "Sounds like the opposite of a problem then."

"Oh, no. It's definitely a problem. We are in a nice, fancy restaurant right now and I'm thisclose to getting underneath this table and shoving up your dress,"

Wanda's eyes widened and she squeaked out an unbecoming sound.

"Plus, that bitch over there is eyeing you like a piece of meat."

Wanda's eyes soften. She got it now, "I'm not going to lie and say I didn't notice. Because it's hard not to notice someone staring down your esophagus, but I'm not putting any stock into it. I don't want her. I want you."

Your scowl softened into a pout, "Sorry. You're right. Her date is doing the same thing to me. I'm normally not this jealous."

Wanda laughed, "Yes, you are."

Your pout deepened, "No, I'm not."

"You once flashed your pistol at a cashier who smiled at me too long when we were dating...the first time."

"She was acting like I wasn't there and I wanted her to remember! Anyway, pot meet kettle."

Wanda only shrugged, "Well, yeah. Only reason I haven't blasted that guy over there into the kitchen is because I like this restaurant and want to come back. Also, you're stunning, so I can't blame him.

Your cheeks heat, "Flattery will get you everywhere."

Ending up at Wanda's apartment with your clothing strewn about and her fingers shoved deep inside of you was a natural conclusion to your night.

You would literally never be able to take anything slow with this woman even if it killed you.

"Wanda..." You mewled as her thrusts slowed to an excruciatingly slow pace.

"I have a question." She murmured against your lips. A smirk playing at the corner of hers.

What?

"Wha?"

Her thumb smooth gently at your button. There was no way in Hell you were answering any questions. And she most definitely knew that.

"Did she ever figure it out?" But she was asking them anyway!

"Fu-huh?"

"Did Sharon ever figure out how to fuck you?" Her fingers punctuated that with a particularly hard thrust. You could only produce a strangled mess of whimpers.

"I'll take that as a 'No'. Which is good because I would have to kill her if she did. That's really powerful knowledge. "

And it's such a goofy thing to say, especially because she immediately started to sob right after, still knuckle deep inside of you.

And it's not because she said that, she meant that wholeheartedly. It's because she's finally with you again in the way she wants to be and it feels like it's been an eternity.

She's been walking through the desert for weeks and has finally come across a fresh waterway.

"Baby, why are you crying?"

"I just love you so much."

"I love you too." It's not lost on either of you that it's the first time you've said those words directed at her in about 6 months.

Somehow, the mood isn't lost, not when the combination of her fingers curling against your spot and her thumbing at your clit causes you to stumble head first into the precipice of your orgasm.

Not when you yank Wanda into a sitting position atop your mouth and lap at her slit like a woman starved.

Not when she almost bites through her own lip during what she thinks might be the best orgasm of her life.

And not when you interrupt the tired panting of your third round.

"And if you so much as even think another woman's name I will rip off every single one of your fingers starting with your nipples."

Wanda laughter nervously, "Umm...those aren't fingers..."

You smiled, "Oh. I sure hope I figure out what fingers are."

Just plain old you is more terrifying than the Scarlet Witch could ever be.

Wanda kissed you lightly on the cheek, "You won't have to."

You roll towards her for a real kiss.

"I know."

[jinnielovebot]

hiatus (again)

[angelsswirl]

Aftersome

Mistakes

Rating: M

Wrd Cnt: 1k

Notes: hehe oops

How can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22

Lia's eyes widened. Her voice squeaked and her palms started to sweat.

"He-ey, Moms! What are you doing here?" Better yet, how did you find her?

"You know exactly what we're doing here." Jisoo said. Not bothering at all to hide her glare.

"N-no I don't."

"Babe! Who's at the door?"

"Shit."

"Yeah. Shit is right." Jisoo slapped her hand down on the back of Lia's neck, grabbing onto her shoulder. She pushed Lia back into the house in such a way that it looked like Lia was leading her.

"It's my parents...yay."

You decided now would be a good time to break the tension. You stuck out your hand towards the woman behind your daughter.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Y/N and this is Jisoo."

"Wendy. I've heard so much about you."

"Wish I could say the same."

Lia glared at you, then promptly remembered that she's scared of you, so she stops immediately.

The tiny pitter patter of feet quickly approach the group.

You and Jisoo look down at the child, then back to Lia in unison.

Where are those damn sinkholes when you need them?

"What the fuck, kid?"

"I'm not a kid anymore, Mom."

"Is that what this is about?"

"What? No. I-ugh-I just wanted some time to myself. You and mom were fighting and I just wanted to be left alone. I can only take so much of Ryland and Peyton and Maya and Mom before I want to go out a window."

"So you just disappear? Move in with a woman and her child who've you known for maybe 4 months?"

Lia shook her head in exasperation, "Don't you get it, Mama? I'm in love with her. And her kid too. You told me yourself the first time you met Mom you just knew. Well, I knew! For fuck sake."

"That's all fine and dandy but it doesn't mean you can just drop off the face of the earth. I understand that you're not a child anymore, but you're barely 24, Li. I would still like to know you're general vicinity at times."

"Yeah. Whatever."

Lia attempted to slip past Jisoo. Jisoo caught her by the collar of her shirt, "No. It's not whatever."

"Look. I shouldn't have left you guys to deal with my crap, but I also would like it if I can count on you to take care of your sisters and baby brother. God. You're so much like me, Kid, it sort of hurts sometimes."

Lia stayed silent. Staring at the linoleum of the kitchen floor.

"I learned way too late that you can't run away from things when they get too overwhelming. And you sure as hell can't just keep it all in. It'll blow up in your face. I don't want that for you. I don't want that for any of my kids. I'm glad you found your mate, but that doesn't mean you can just trade your old family in for a new one."

"That's not what I was trying to do. I just wanted a break."

"Tell that to your sisters and mother."

Lia made a pained face. Despite previous evidence stating otherwise, she did not like it when her family was upset with her, especially you.

"Hell. Tell that to Maya for that matter. She's convinced you hate her. And you guys have been friends since she was born. I know that's not true."

"She had sex with my baby sister. I do hate her." Lia pouted.

"No you don't. Speaking of, your sister is pregnant."

Lia's eye twitched, "Ryland's ace."

"You and I both know I'm not talking about Ryland."

Lia's other eye twitched, "She defiled my baby sister. I should chase her down the street."

"Don't worry. I already did. These old bones still got it."

Lia pinched the bridge of her nose, "Anything else I missed?"

"Hmm Kaleb built his tallest block tower yet yesterday. I had to get him a step stool to put the finishing touches on it. It was pretty awesome."

"Are you and Mom okay?"

"Yeah we are. I begged and groveled my way back into the house."

"Good. Don't do something like that again. We all hated it."

"I'm sorry, Kid. Can you promise me something?"

"Maybe."

"You'll learn from my mistakes?"

Lia huffed out a long harrowing sigh, "Yes ma'am."

"Good. Now, you owe your mother an apology."

"Yeah. I do."

You walked into the kitchen with your arms crossed over your chest, a curious frown on your face.

Following your interrogation of Wendy, you decided she was a good pick for your daughter. And the kid was cute.

Fuck. You're really going to be a grandparent. You hadn't even started perimenopause yet.

"Li? Jisoo said you wanted to talk to me?"

Lia nodded before promptly bursting into tears.

"I'm sorry I left and didn't say anything." You gathered her in your arms and patted her back.

Your children seemed to cry more now than they did when they were babies. And for some cruel reason, they always did it front of you. Never in front of Jisoo unless in dire straits.

"It's okay, sweetheart. You don't need to cry. You were overwhelmed, I get it."

"But I should have said something."

"And maybe you should have. But it's in the past now. No need to dwell on it anymore. You apologized, you get a clean slate."

Lia sniffled a of couple times, "I also should have told you about Wendy."

"Eh. I didn't tell your grandparents about Jisoo until apparently I was already pregnant with Ryland....Wendy isn't pregnant, right?"

"Oh God no. One is enough. I have no idea how you and Mama do it."

"Oh thank God. It seems we only successfully scared Ryland with the dangers of sex. We'll have to revise our approach with Kaleb."

"...I love you."

"Awe. I love you too, you big baby."

Lia pouted.

"Hey!"

[smalltragedy]

* ryan destiny, cis woman + she/her | you know kira blake, right? they’re twenty four, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, ever? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to babooshka by kate bush like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole lazily stretched out in a ray of light, daisy shaped irises and daisy chain braids, performing an intricate dance to move the ocean's waves thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is october 31st, so they’re a scorpio, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( james, 22, est, they/them )

hllo ive hd kira in my head fr a bit bt i also know ntohing abt her! this is me winging it even though i hv no right to <3 this is my third character maybe whose birthday is in honor of ella n coincidentally 2/3 of them r in this rp. yea im messy smirks sexily.

DEATH, GRIEF, DRUGS TW

mini playlist.

wuthering heights ;; kate bush / babooskha ;; kate bush / dreams ;; fleetwood mac / california dreamin’ ;; the mamas & the papas / lavender moon ;; haroula rose / time of the season ;; the zombies / after the storm ;; kali uchis / left hand free ;; alt-j / always forever ;; cults / wait a minute! ;; willow / your dog ;; soccer mommy.

statistics.

full name: kira blake

nickname(s): keely.

birthday: october 31st, 1996.

zodiac: scorpio sun, cancer moon, aquarius ascending. 

mbti & temperament: esfp & catalyst / sanguine. 

label: the ebullient.

sexuality: bisexual.

pinterest.

biography.

born to two original hippies which hs pretty much set up who kira is fr the rest of her life <3 the type of ppl who didnt like the boundaries of marriage n held off frm it fr as long as possible until theyd hd a spur of the moment elopement involving a celebrity impersonator at fannie’s <3 yea theyre lesbians lets go <3

nvr rly took things srsly until kira ws like 5 yrs old n then they were like ah gee ah fuck we probably shld probably settle settle. n they job hopped n worked many odd jobs until they found their footing in careers they liked n one of them probably does like. blown glass art. n the other prob fixes old computers n other ~vintage~ mementos of the past fr ppl.

they make a decent living n they live in delpinius heights n they try a few times fr another kid bt it nvr rly works out (raises an eyebrow. adopted siblings anyone?) n fr the most part kira as a child spends her time running around town and tugging on the hem of other’s shirts to ask them small favors (mostly to play a game with her)

often left unsupervised as a kid, bt not in the way tht her parents dnt care (bc her parents love her a lot a lot a lot like she is their world) bt in the way tht they simply raised her the way they were raised. running amuck all day n coming home jst in time fr dinner, front porch light always on, cat always waiting faithfully on their stoop.

pretty evident frm a young age tht kira’s mind saw things differently, in a different light - the world an array of light n mystery n sound n taste n sometimes those collided n created new experiences. prob hs some form of synsthesia bt dnt ask me which one yet. she’s a painting prodigy with an excellent understanding of color theory.

always ws known as a kind of like. rambunctious kid. a well meaning class clown who cld nt keep her mouth shut fr the life of her. grew up constantly with a yellow card beneath her name in school bt ws always well liked by her teachers n classmates alike.

jst a very bright child who did well naturally bt always ws turned more towards art.

feel like her parents very noticeably turned a cheek when she started smoking weed w the cool older kids when she ws 13. the type of person who wnts 2 b liked so bad she’d jump over a hurdle fr it. hs jumped over many hurdles n many fences n many other obstacles to be liked bt does it without breaking a sweat.

(edit: nw tht i think abt it hwevr i dnt think she does tht anymore i think while a bit of a mess atm she. likes herself. n doesnt rly want or need the approval of others anymore she jst does her own little thing. bt when she ws younger? she jst wnted 2 b friends w the entire world.)

nothing bad rly happened fr like. a good bit of her life. got into psychedelics at some point in high school n tht only heightened her artistic abilities. most of her high school art portfolio ws probably done while high bt <3 does it matter.

hd a high school sweetheart n they were pretty serious like. full on in love. a total believer of soulmates kira ws jst like. this is the one. there is nobody else i cn imagine my life with.

death tw

death tw

death tw.

death n grief tw // yea. sometime during their freshmen year of college. car incident. kira ws nvr the same though she’d like to pretend tht nothing’d ever happened. like theyd nvr existed. like she didnt plan out their entire lives together hiking thru hills n valleys n boating across various bodies of water n traveling together until they were old n wrinkly. end of death tw //

cld nt explain 2 u why kira hd bought a van n completely demolished it only to drain all of her savings remodeling it bt nw she lives in it by the beach. hd dreams of travelling the world bt cannot go long distances in a car without feeling sick. sees planes n feels envy. stopped painting fr a long time bt she’s started back up recently. took on surfing. told her parents tht it ws fine n tht she ws fine n theyre concerned bt shes always by the beach, her van rarely leaves. she’s trying her best bt its only been a few yrs n i think ppl cn sense tht shes jst nt the same cheerful girl as they once knew. end of grief tw //

anyways. tugs on my collar. tht’s kira! she lives on the beach n surfs everyday n is obsessed with daisies n is prob growing her own shrooms somewhere. 

personality & facts.

always been very emotional n a little dramatic. nt a drama queen bt is a little messy n does not hv like. many rational thoughts up in there. very cup full or cup empty.

regardless though she hs an. overall reputation fr jst being. enjoyable to be around. her her little moments bt shes also pretty like. laidback. in a way. KDSHFSDLKHGHFLKSD

prob bc she smokes a lot or is often <3 on a trip if u know wht i mean <3

god. got obsessed with the 60s n 70s aesthetic at some point n hs not gone back evr. big fan of psychedelic rock. is a prodigy painter bt her life dream outside of traveling ws always to own her own record label. hs nt happened yet, maybe will never happen? works at a record shop though n does hide the good vinyls tht she wants away frm the customers.

very cheerful n usually uplifting n she doesnt like to b negative around others bt smtms she cnt control it n smtms thinks tht ppl r out 2 get her jst out of. anxiety. hs long bouts where she’ll sit in a still sort of sadness n then shake out of it n hop back into conversation like nothing’s happened bt. its fine we’re fine kira is fine.

shes not gullible or naive bt wants to believe tht everybody hs a heart of gold even if its false. keeps giving ppl second chances bc she hs a savior complex n thinks she cn change ppl.

is very into zodiac n will judge u by ur chart. knows everybody in town’s natal chart. even newcomers. it’s a little scary hw quick she finds this information bt its very important to her.

kind of like. into spirituality bt i wont lie its very surface level n a little superficial. learning tarot cards bt cannot fr the life of her memorize the meanings so smtms she jst makes up things on the spot. hs so many crystals she will not stop buying them.

i think a part of her is desperately trying to cling onto tht like. think positive. self care. msg thts super prevalent online without addressing or actually helping any of her problems. it is her flaw </3

hates to admit when she needs help. wld rather do everything herself.

head is a little in the clouds n her parents r a little concerned fr her bc shes nt rly doing much rn bt like. she jst needs time i think. shes jst doing her little thing.

does not give up on ppl easily she absolutely hates dropping ppl frm her life even if she grows 2 resent them over time which is bad bc she is bad at hiding when she is upset at someone or when she doesnt like someone.

like shes jst passive aggressive abt it n does not properly communicate <3

bt this is rare i think ... negative feelings abt other ppl

self centered bt not selfish if tht makes sense. she will do things fr others without a problem n sometimes trips over herself 2 do it bt at the end of the day i think she cares abt herself the most.

hs only been in love once bt hs hd many infatuations n many like. admirations n very surface level feelings. her body is a temple n she loves 2 b worshipped.

prob does fkn. beach yoga. probably vegan bt also maybe breaks tht every once in a while. almost noncommittal its hard 2 distinguish between her being carefree, not taking care of herself, or jst hving commitment issues? flaky or not? who knows.

feels jst a bit too strongly bt tries to contain it. jst full of multitudes or smth. idk. icon <3

like. cares bt doesnt care. does thinks tht r purposely self destructive n then acts like shes like. cool girl monologue frm gone girl. bt does it while being like peace n luv on earth x

ok thts all i hv goodbye

wanted plots.

a pseudonym 2 fool ‘em... ;; jst hd this idea pop up bt i like the idea of kira going undercover 2 expose cheaters. whether she does this on her own accord or is personally requested by smbdy is up in the air. a plottable point. she h8s cheaters n is chaotic good she prob thinks shes the relationship vigilante testing the strengths of other’s relationships. once again she cld b. specifically going undercover fr smbdy 2 help them out. im sure she wldnt go 2 very. extensive srs measures like actually. sleeping w the assumed-cheaters bt once again. world is our oyster n i lov drama?

crystal visions ... ;; once again. shes super into crystals n astrology n she will base sm of her opinions of others on it. this is nt just abt her being judgmental of others bt also jst. catching her running around in the rain trying sooo hard 2 fkn. charge her crystals in the rainwater bc she forgot 2 charge them under the full moon the night b4. this is her giving wrong tarot readings. she hs no idea wht shes doing at any given time bt acts like she does know. acts like she knows the entire world. she gives crystals as gifts n will do ur natal chart for u bt will also pack her things n leave if ur a capricorn.

time of the season... ;; i dnt knw admittedly. this song’s abt being horny so perhaps? perhaps. kira isnt rly able to keep a grasp on long term relationships rn due to. factors in her life so she hops frm person 2 person often. smtms jst flings smtms its jst a relationship accidentally led on. shes noncommittal n a little flaky atm when she’s usually ride or die fr others. perhaps this is all in the name of some good fun! world? oyster. 

literally anything .dsfskhdkgs ;; god. shes so new i jst dnt know. childhood friends. current friends. friends shes hd frever. enemies n ex lovers n ppl shes constantly pushing away or scorned lovers or both or anything?? she pushed them out of the roller rink to make more room fr herself or maybe they did tht to her. perhaps theyre both constantly pursuing some sort of fkn. meaning in their lives tht they cnt quite grasp. mayb they go on an acid trip together. who knows. 

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im literally fkd up n hv no willpower. its himbo o’clock.

* harris dickinson, demiboy + he/they | you know leopold fowler, right? they’re twenty-four, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, six years? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to hit it and quit it by funkadelic like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole floral scents clinging to all your clothes, coughing around foam after clumsy keg stands, pushing limits for a desired reaction thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is november 12th, so they’re a scorpio, which is unsurprising, all things considered.

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background.

born to a southern former pageant girl and son of a business savant who was bred into old money leo was literally the last thing their parents were expecting in a child frankly

he’s the middle of 5 other boys, their mom rly wanted a girl n it jst wasnt happening n their dad eventually was like please. i can’t do this.

right after the 5th kid their dad ended up cheating w his assistant and pretty much immediately set off to new york after their mom kicked him out bt honestly leo still laughs abt it……………

he was pretty much a horrendous child tbh and was tossed back and forth from tallahassee to manhattan bc if his mom cldnt handle him anymore she’d ship him off until his dad cldnt handle him anymore etc.

got expelled from a bunch of schools fr a variety of reasons, but the biggest one was setting off fireworks in the washroom of his school, so now he has a warrant out for his arrest in florida

OVERDOSE TW - he had a rly bad overdose when he was 18 n instead of his dad attempting to support him or get him rehab he pretty much said leo needed to move out asap

his aunt n uncle came to the rescue n let him stay w them in irving where he’d spent a lot of summers growing up anyway………… which meant he also got to live w his cousin finn who quickly became more like a brother to him than his own brothers

DEATH/GRIEF TW - unfortunately finn eventually passed from an overdose of his own 3 years ago, which led leo down a bit of a spiral but he had actual support in his aunt marj and uncle steve<3 - OVERDOSE/DEATH/GRIEF TW END

details.

u can hear his thick ass southern accent from miles away………. its honestly shocking…………………………..

kind of tiktok famous??? almost at 100k followers<3

got kicked out of his moms once for shaving one of his little brother’s heads when they got into a fight

and then in turn got kicked out of his dads like a month later for hiding his pet snake in his dad’s gf’s purse knowing she was deathly afraid

suffers from manic depressive episodes n is supposed to take mood stabilizers to help with them bt :/

has never taken anything seriously in his life ever for one moment, everything is a joke n he’s jst a giant walking meme like the most easy going Weirdo

social af n jst doesnt care wht ppl think abt him

sleeps around a lot literally jst fr fun

jst says whts on his mind n doesnt give a fk abt the consequences

genuinly jst a fkin idiot its jst the truth

works at his aunt and uncle’s flower shop Fowler’s Flowers

connections.

childhood friends/summer flings from when he spent summers in irving before properly moving in

ppl who knew his cousin :pensive: i imagine he had a long time gf so mayb even this? n now they’re like the only person on earth leo cnt face rly/they used to b bffs bt its jst weird now...............

exes?? on good or bad terms, he’s not a Terrible Boyfriend bt hes definitely been unfaithful in the past

Gal Pals

hook ups/fwbs hes got a few of those bad girls going on

enemies………. he wld definitely have a lot of these bc of his Motor Mouth

maybe ppl who either works at the flower store w him or regular customers!!

anything rly…………. im open fr wtvr!!!

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Here’s a failed attempt at an angst fic, enjoy because i havent written in like 5 years

CW: a n g s t (maybe)

Rating: G-T?

“Hey did you hear? That grey-haired transfer kid left Inaba a few days ago.”

“Is that so? He arrived just as abruptly as he left, why come when you’re gonna leave so soon anyway?”

Yosuke increased the volume of his mp3 player. The last thing he needed to be reminded of right now was the fact that his partner wasn’t here anymore. He searched for his name in the newly posted class roster and headed to class 3-2, ignoring a student with the name of Souji Seta being crossed out at the bottom of the list.

Classes weren’t bad. They were just so frustratingly boring that it makes you want to rip your hair off and regrow them just to rip them off again. Yosuke was preoccupied with random thoughts about anything remotely interesting as an attempt to stay awake from the curse of a sleep-inducing lecture.

“Hanamura-kun! I bet you’re not listening,give me the answer for question 3!”

That definitely caught him off-guard. As a reflex, the brunette leaned forward and whispered to the student seated in front of him.

“Hey sou-“

Wait. That’s not Souji.

Yosuke tried to calm down and glanced through the question written on the board. Hold on, this question seems familiar, he came across it while studying with Souji last year. “um...Mt. Olympus...?”he squeaked nervously.

“Good try Hanamura-kun but I was asking about the tallest mountain in Malaysia. Pay attention next time,”the teacher scoffed while resuming his lesson.

‘Oh crap. Where the fuck is Malaysia anyway,’ Yosuke mumbled while he overheard his classmates whispering to one another.

“Looks like he really is a disappointment, why did that...guy...Seta-san hang out with him anyway? Seta is way cooler than he is!”

“Wow he can’t even answer that? I guess Junes is the only thing he’s good for. “

“He’s useless now that Seta-kun is gone!”

Snickers and whispers were supposed to be soft and barely audible right, but why were they deafening to the brunette? They were loud and they lingered in his mind. Why won’t they get out? Why is this happening?

And for the first time in three years, Yosuke paid full attention throughout the rest of the lecture.

He couldn’t have ran any faster when the bell rang. He needed to escape, albeit for a mere 20 minutes , he has to get out of that place pronto. It was beginning to suffocate him and he didn’t know why. With his legs on autopilot he ended up at the school rooftop. As he barged through he heard two shrieks, very familiar shrieks to be precise.

“Yosuke, don’t scare us like that!”Chie yelped while Yukiko tried looking away. Both of them seemed somewhat guilty and have slightly flushed faces, as if they’d been caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing on school grounds.

“Yosuke-kun, would you mind going somewhere else to eat? I...have something private to discuss with Chie. Sorry.” Yukiko requested nicely but sternly. With Chie right beside her it’d be impossible to leave the roof in one piece if he decided to protest. He merely nodded, understood that his presence was greatly not welcomed to the girls and took his leave silently.

Yosuke was on the verge of tears, how lame and pathetic would it be to cry on your first day in school? Lunchtime was going to be over soon so he decided to hide in the bathroom until the bell rings.

The stall was kind of dark and slightly claustrophobic but compared to the classroom he’d gladly take the offer of staying here for the entire year if he could. As Yosuke wore his headphones, his stomach made a grumble similar to a Shadow that he used to fight. It was at this moment that he realized he actually didn’t pack anything for lunch.

It wasn’t that he forgot, it was more of a reason that...Souji was the one making lunch for them everyday. His heart ached while another realization dawned upon him as he noticed he went to the rooftop because it was his regular meeting spot with Souji during lunch.

As much as he was familiar with Yasogami High, he never felt so foreign and outcasted. He knew that if he stayed in school any longer he would just make a fool out of himself for crying. Yosuke made a mad dash into his class, took his belongings and told the class representative he wasn’t feeling well and left. Fortunate for him, the Class Rep took his reddish nose and croaked voice as symptoms of a flu so he was allowed to leave without questions.

Of course he didn’t go straight home or else his mom would never let him hear the end of it. Deciding to just wander around the small town, once again the brunette let his legs take charge of his destination. The music blared on his headphones as he strolled, ignoring the glances and chatters of housewives and passersby.

He stopped in his tracks, unsurprised that he was currently standing in front of the Dojima Residence. The white scooter that Souji rode was still parked in place. Upon closer inspection, he noticed the key was in place. With that said, Yosuke Hanamura did the dumbest thing he’d ever imagined.

> hey prtnr, u didnt rmve ur scootr key??

Souji replied almost instantly.

> I might have forgot, wait why are you at Dojima’s at this hour Yosuke?

‘Ah crap now I’ve really done it haven’t I.’ Yosuke groaned and replied.

> its a long stry, dnt wry abt it

> I don’t buy it. Is there something bothering you? You can tell me about it, you know you can trust me right, partner?

> cn i call u??

> Now’s not a good time, I’m...still in class. Sorry but I’ll call you when I’m dismissed. Let’s just text for now.

> but u hv clss wont u gt caught??

> That’s not as important as you. You need me at the moment, I can’t just leave you be.

> y r u so nice 2 me, im juz a disapoinman i cnt even spll it rite ...

> I treasure you as my friend and most trusted partner. You’re not a disappointment...You’re special to me Yosuke. I won’t forgive myself if I ignore you when you’re in trouble. Besides, you’d do the same for me too right? We are equals. I want to prove that to you. Please let me.

> i undrstnd, focus in clss , il b alrite, thx prtnr ..

> Remember that I’m here for you. Text me if there’s anything alright?

> i will , cya ltr :)

> :)

Yosuke stared at the screen, breathing a soft sigh. Things were definitely difficult at the moment but everything seemed like they’d turn out fine with Souji’s reassurance. It’s probably wrong, weird and girly to rely on a guy so much but for now that doesn’t matter. Souji may have left Inaba, but he definitely did not leave Yosuke. And Yosuke was content with that.