#n so i'm kinda just standing there. like a vampire. needing to be invited in for lack of practice w/these scripts

[rubberbandballqueen]

had one of them "quarterly work meetings" just now and what i have learned is that i am severely lacking in the genre of social script that dictates how to behave when first joining a group of people you will be working with regularly from that point on

[narujenreacts]

Hi! I'm the guy who offered my insights on Murder Drones E5.

I know Cyn's visor has been analyzed before, what I did is figure out some of the words that fit in the obscured parts based on the shape, size, and partial letters. Here's what I have:

"Hello :

I see you are [discarded] (gap) [sorroful/sad]

I see you are inoperable - (gap) [[end]]

---- | [fD--t] [selfDestruct] [selfDestru [ ] - d [ ] end]]

I see we could [trl] [sct] (gap) [edit] for you

I will not discard you

[ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][Absolute[SysAdmin]

Access? Y/N

[.0001%]

I see you will be here for a while"

The important bits to me are:

The Solver isn't just displaying a boot-up message, it's talking to Cyn, saying how sad and awful her situation is, and asking to be let in (kinda vampire-style, needs to be invited in). I think the repeated 'selfDestruct' string is the shutdown code trying to take her offline again, and I think the Solver interrupts it and stops that, though I could be mistaken.

Most notably though, the line where it says [trl] [sct] has meaning in programming circles. Those usually stand for 'tech readiness level', a term used to define how far along a prototype is in development, and 'software compatibility test'. This is what most convinced me that the Solver isn't a corrupted internal program, but something from outside: it had to check if Cyn's OS could host it before it could offer the deal.

The other notable bit I found is more of a conjecture, but I found some indication that the Solver is related to the Yellow Sign, from Lovecraftian mythos. It's more just visual similarities from a symbol seen on the wall in E5, and a much better match under Nori's feet in E6, but to me it looks too compelling to be pure coincidence.

Anyway, I'd love to hear what you think!

Hey, Cookie! c:

It's funny, because while I had been able to figure out the text on Cyn's visor I have very little knowledge on coding, so I was not aware what the "[trt] [sct]" meant! You said it USUALLY stands for it, and while there's a chance it doesn't in Murder Drones, I'd lean more toward that it does. Especially when one of my theories was the Absolute Solver isn't just some random AI virus mutation, but possibly an alien, demon or some type of creature. Doesn't help that we see all those symbols and pentagram-like drawings in Tessa's room. Why are they there? Who drew them? Cyn? Tessa? Someone else? Were they used to summon the AS? I was able to find what 3 of the symbols mean, but I'll save that for the TiN E5 video. We know that it wasn't just a one-off thing either. In the teaser for E7&8 we see more evidence of there being a cult.

As for the Absolute Solver symbol (both the digital and organic version) looking like The Yellow Sign, it's for sure not a coincidence. We know from Liam that while he was developing the story for Season 1 he steered away from the "vampire + high school" story and in the direction of "Eldritch Lovecraftian horror," which has been evident from the design of holo spooky snake crab J and Cyn and the aforementioned AS symbol resembling The Yellow Sign.

[xxwritemeastoryxx]

Welcomed Distraction

Author: xxwritemeastoryxx

Pairings: Damon Salvatore x Reader

Word count: 1.7K

Warnings: Mentions of plotting murder but nothing else?

Author’s note: Welcome to fluff week! And here is how we're gonna start the week off. With a very Anti-Valentines day fic. What other way is there to start this holiday? XD I swear this is the only anti vday fic I have for this week. It is kinda Vday centered, so it's not like ya'll are missing out. Plus I needed this scenario. And I could only picture Damon for this so, here you go!

Feedback gives me life and motivation for future things

Flires covered the halls with posters for the dance this weekend. The Bitter Ball was meant for all of those that were heartbroken could get together and express how much they hated Valentine's Day. Of course those that celebrated were going to be out on their dates, spending their time with their loved ones.

Y/N wouldn’t be going out on a fancy date. Nor would she be spending her time at the Bitter Ball. It wasn’t like she had recently experienced heartbreak that would make her want to attend the dance. She was just single.

She had tried proving several times that there was nothing wrong with it. But of course her friends had tried setting her up with someone days before, but it didn’t end up working out. And Y/N actually preferred that. Why spend the money to show off how much you love someone on one specific day.

This way she could stay home for the night. It meant she could stay in her pajamas and binge watch whatever was on Netflix that caught her interest. There was no need to get dressed up for anyone and that was how she wanted it. All that was needed was an assortment of junk food and a drink of her choice.

And it was as Y/N was getting ready to plop into her bed and begin watching a serial killer documentary when there was a knock at her door. For a brief moment, she thought of just ignoring it and climbing into bed. But the other part of her believed that if it was anyone had to come find her, it must have been important and left her room to go answer the door.

Her eyebrow raised as she took in Damon Salvatore standing on the opposite side. She could see he had obviously been dressed for the Bitter Ball. The all black outfit had given that away seeing as it was a requirement for it.

“You know, when I was told everyone was heading to the Bitter Ball, I was surprised not to see you there.” Damon said as he leaned against the doorframe.

“I’m not bitter.” Y/N said as she took a step back to allow him to enter her home. “I’m single. There’s a difference.”

“I doubt everyone that’s there isn’t exactly bitter.” He said as he walked in.

Y/N chuckled and shook her head. “Caroline is bitter.” She noted. “You on the other hand, I can't exactly figure out why you’d want to go to the anti-valentines day ball.”

It was his turn to chuckle. “A bitter heart tends to lead to nights of very entertaining activities.” A smirk pulled at his lips, causing her to roll her eyes. “I mostly went because I thought my partner in crime would be there to be miserable with me. But she wasn’t there and when I found her, she’s ready to veg out without so much as giving me an invite.”

Her eyebrow raised. “I never took you for wanting to stay in and just eat junk food while watching serial killer documentaries.”

“Not with just anyone.” He said with a shrug. “But with you, I’d do it.”

Y/N eyed him a moment. For as long as she had known the man standing in front of her, she had never just been content to just sit there and watch documentaries. After a few seconds she nodded her head. “100 says you’ll get bored and start complaining about some of the cases.”

Damon laughed and shook his head. “That’s a bet I’ll take and even win.”

“Somehow I doubt that.” She said with a shake of her head as she began making her way back towards her room with him in tow.

As they both had settled into Y/N’s bed, Damon had every intention of winning the bet. If it meant he could spend some time with Y/N, he was going to do so. At least that was until they got some details wrong about a case that he had personally had a part in and that seemed to irk him.

A smirk had pulled at Y/N’s lips as she watched him from the corner of her eye. She could see the way his face either scrunched up in disbelief at the facts that had been pouring out of the narrator. Or even the way he sat up straighter and crossed his arms over his chest. It was in complete contrast to how laidback and comfortable Y/N had been.

“Just admit it, you’re ready to complain.” Y/N said as she never took her eyes off the tv.

Damon shook his head. “Never. Just really getting into this amazing documentary with all the wrong facts.”

Y/N laughed and stuck out her hand towards him. “That was a complaint. And I’ll take my money now.”

“That was not a complaint.” He said shaking his head as he looked over at her. “That was merely an observation.”

“An observation, my ass.” She chuckled. “That was a complaint on how they have the wrong information.”

“One would say that’s an observation that they gave credit to a serial killer, when in fact it was a Vampire.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders.

“What other observations do you have to voice?” She asked with a raised brow knowing she was about to win the bet.

“For one, they managed to say this guy had over 50 victims when, let’s be honest is more like 10 and was given credit for some that were not in fact his.” Damon continued on with every ‘observation’ he noticed during the first hour of what they’ve seen.

It was as Y/N rolled over on her stomach and propped her head on her fist, and a small smirk pulled at her lips that Damon realized he had gone into a full blown tangent on just how wrong the documentary had been. He had stopped mid sentence and took in her position and shook his head.

“Fine, you win.” He said with a roll of his eyes.

She began laughing away at his reaction and her laughter grew at seeing the slightest pout form on his lips. Damon was the one that usually won bets against a lot of people. But when it came to Y/N, she somehow won them. Even when her odds were against her.

The group used to say that was her supernatural ability. To be able to make bets go in her favor. But Y/N was as ordinary as they came. She wasn’t a relative of anyone special, she wasn’t descended from any kind of witch coven or royalty. She was as human as they came and she preferred that.

The moment the laughter died down, Damon watched her for a moment. “Want to talk about it?” He asked, keeping his attention on her.

His words hadn’t caught her off guard. She had been expecting them from the moment he had shown up at her door. But even then, her face fell and she looked away from him as she thought about it.

She may not have been bitter, but Y/N had gone through a bad heartbreak almost a year ago. One that left her broken in a way she’d never believed she would ever feel. That had been before she met the Salvatores and found out about the world she now lived in. While her friends had known about it, they always tried to get her back on the horse. But she never had been ready to do it.

“I don’t think I am.” She said with a shake of her head. “One day I’ll be able to talk about it without reliving it.” Even as she spoke of it now, she felt an emotion bubbling within her. “That time is just not right now.”

Damon laid back on the bed so that he was leveled with her. “You know I could always make him some serial killer’s next victim.”

Y/N chuckled and shook her head. “I think that would complete your previous offers of compelling, eating him and ripping his heart out.”

He smirked. “Just say the word, point me in the right direction and it’s done. No questions asked.”

“I’m surprised someone hasn’t done it already.” Knowing her friends, she was expecting it. Especially with the way everyone went behind each other’s backs from time to time to make sure they were safe.

“Oh, we’ve been tempted.” He said with a nod. “Okay, mostly me, but that’s because I'm impulsive and usually don’t care what other people say.”

“What stopped you this time?” She asked, curious. As Damon had said, he did things without thinking. And the fact that he had thought about doing so from time to time and not actually doing it had surprised Y/N.

“Because, believe it or not, while I’m impulsive and do things behind the backs of the people I care about, I don’t think I’d be able to handle your reaction afterwards.” He nodded his head. “I can handle everyone else being angry with me, or even hating me for a period of time, but I don’t think I could handle it coming from you.”

Y/n nodded her head as she took in his words. “I don’t think I could hate you, Damon. You could go out there and kill him tonight without me knowing and I still wouldn’t hate you for it. I’d probably thank you in the morning once I found out.”

“Well,” He said with a smirk pulling at his lips. “I think that’s the first time I’ve ever heard someone be okay with murder.”

She chuckled as she pointed towards the still playing documentary. “It would be interesting to see what details they’d get wrong when you’re the culprit.”

While she may have been only slightly joking, the whole conversation had distracted her from the hurt that she had been secretly hiding from the others. Planning out a revenge with a vampire was the last thing she had been expecting to do tonight. But the way it happened showed she was getting better.

Because creating a hypothetical murder scene with a vampire is just the next step of the healing process.

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[mistaeq]

Caught in his fangs, freed in his claws.

Chapter 11.

CHAPTER 1 HERE

TW // blood will be implied, kinda non-con relationship, vampires, werewolves, spooky things.

DISCLAIMER! EVERY IMAGE IN THIS FIC IS EDITED BY ME AND MATCHES THE DESCRIPTIONS IN THE FANFIC.♡ Feedback and interactions are appreciated !!

Lord Higashikata x neutral!reader / Butler Nijimura x neutral!reader [depends on your choices <3]

WORD COUNT: 2.6k

Last question was: As you looked at him struggling, you knew there was only a thing to do. You would have...

a) ...helped him to stand up. You couldn't look at someone struggling without helping.

b) ...been careful and waited for him to stand up, to see if he was really harmless.

IF YOU CHOSE ANSWER A: As you looked at him struggling, you knew there was only a thing to do. You would have helped him to stand up. You couldn't look at someone struggling without helping. So, you slowly approached the groaning guy, as he kept on failing in standing up. Had someone thrown him out of the room at the end of the corridor? Was he Higashikata Josuke? No way, nobody would have ever thrown the Count out of a room, it was probably the contrary. Either way, he had to be helped. You stepped right in front of him, as he froze, probably hearing you. But didn't pull up his head. You were sure you heard him... sniffing?

You lowered yourself on your knees, and gently grabbed his shoulders, to help him stand up. But, unexpectedly, he pulled back, and almost... barked? What kinda creature had you bumped into? Is this a person? A wolf? A... werewolf? All you knew, was that in front of you, a grey skinned, angry guy with golden, shining fangs was growling or something. Taking a better look at his face, he wasn't ugly at all. His eyes had something, something not human, a longer pupil on the vertical poles, rounded by a blue, shaded hue. "I apologize, I didn't mean to scare you", you said, bringing both your hands on your heart, symbolizing your honesty. "I'm Y/n L/n. Lord Higashikata's future spouse..."

IF YOU CHOSE ANSWER B: As you looked at him struggling, you knew there was only a thing to do. You would have been careful and waited for him to stand up, to see if he was really harmless. So, you stood there, carefully staring at the groaning guy, as he kept on failing in standing up. Had someone thrown him out of the room at the end of the corridor? Was he Higashikata Josuke? No way, nobody would have ever thrown the Count out of a room, it was probably the contrary. Either way, you had to be careful about him. He started crawling right towards you, as he suddenly froze, probably hearing you trembling at the sight. But didn't pull up his head. You were sure you heard him... sniffing?

You lowered yourself on your knees, and gently tapped on his head, to see if he would have let out any reaction. And, unexpectedly, he leaned into your touch, and softly... barked? What kinda creature had you bumped into? Is this a person? A wolf? A... werewolf? All you knew, was that in front of you, a grey skinned, weird guy with golden, shining fangs was being petted by you or something. Taking a better look at his face, he wasn't ugly at all. His eyes had something, something not human, a longer pupil on the vertical poles, rounded by a blue, shaded hue. "I guess this doesn't mean anything dangerous", you said, pulling your hand back and slightly smiling. "I'm Y/n L/n. Lord Higashikata's future spouse..."

You saw his eyes grow darker and and darker after every second you told him so. Sure, sure thing, he thought. Obviously the first virgin betrothed of Lord Higashikata had to be this... handsome/pretty/beautiful. "Y/n L/n..." he repeated. "We've been waiting for you. Josuke can't wait to see you, master/mistress." the boy slightly bowed with his head, standing up to bow to you properly. "I apologize profusely for what you just had to witness. Nijimura Okuyasu, at your service." You felt your cheeks burn up, at the sight of someone bowing in front of you. He must have been the Count's servant, or maybe the butler.

"Please... please, just call me Y/n..." you begged, pushing his shoulder a little for him to stand back up straight. "I grew up in a broke family, despite my noble title. We had no servants, nor butlers. I've never been anyone's master/mistress. And I won't be yours."

"Hm?" Okuyasu's eyes widened, and he raised an eyebrow, standing back up straight. You weren't gonna order him around? "What do you meant you won't be my master/mistress? You don't want to... instantly get a drink? Be carried to Josuke's room? You won't take off your coat and shove it in my arms for me to take care of it?" Well, this was pretty new to the butler. Lord Higashikata's previous partners used to treat him like a slave since the very start, so not being ordered around by you was a surprise. He thought you could just be shy and that you would have started doing it after some days, anyway. Still, you were the most beautiful one, out of all the people the Count had bought so far. Nobody had ever looked at Nijimura without saying he looked like a monster. You shook your head.

"No, I won't. Plus, it's a little cold in here, I'd rather keep my coat on for now." you crossed your arms on yourself, to warm up your torso. You rocked back and forth on your tiptoes a little, as an awkward silence fell between the two of you. Until... he sniffed again.

"You have a great scent..." his raspy voice said, as he got closer. Really closer. Okuyasu's face was almost in the crook of your neck, as he kept on smelling your scent, and his grip on your arm as he did so, tightened. "You're really perfect, Mister/Lady L/n..." he murmured, just until you pushed a hand on his chest, trying to get him a little further from you. Compliments were appreciated, but this was running out of hand...

"Mr. Nijimura..." you whispered, to push him away without anyone to hear, so that he wouldn't have gotten into trouble. "Hey... excuse me..." you murmured, blushing and staring at his hypnotized expression, pushing against him in a way which made him stumble on his own feet.

All of a sudden, his eyes widened back, and he hid his face by turning around and showing you his back. "I'm sorry, m'lord/m'lady." Okuyasu heavily huffed, and his voice broke. "Nobody's ever been so kind to me in years... plus... tomorrow's a full moon night... and when they get close... I can't help but... I-I'm so sorry... this is an awful start..." he trembled, hoping you could understand. And you did. You understood he was probably a werewolf, and the more the days got closer to a full moon night, he had instincts getting stronger. He probably couldn't even fully control them. That was fine. He's fine.

"No need to ask for forgiveness, Nijimura." you smiled, and took a couple of steps towards him, making sure the poor butler was mentally stable. "If you wanna make up for this little inconvenience, though... would you be so kind to accompany me to the Count's room?" he stopped his trembling, and turned his head towards you, smiling. You had the occasion to look at his features a little more. His face was really angular and slightly bony, but so clean at the same time. Not a pimple, not an imperfection nor a single scar. You wondered how old was he, but considering werewolf don't live eternally like vampires do, he was probably in his genuine early twenties.

"I'd be honored to." Okuyasu said, knocking at the room's door, which was exactly behind him. "I got thrown back in the corridor because I brought my Lord the wrong blood glass. It's not like I'm a submersible or something, so when the cook's not in the kitchen, I have to choose the correct blood myself."

"A submersible...? You maybe mean a... sommelier?" he considered your correction, with the most confused expression ever. You giggled, trying to make up an excuse to hide the amount of goosebumps the thought of someone drinking human blood had given you.

"Yeah, right! I meant that one." he exclaimed, knocking at the door again, but louder. He was the only one who could afford doing something like that without being killed, someway. Everyone was afraid of the Count, and he was, too. Higashikata had just understood that his butler had some issues with being quiet. Still, he was a good butler. No point in firing him or better, killing him.

"You better have a good reason to knock back at my room after you messed my order up." you felt your legs grow weaker. Was that your future husband's voice, coming from the inside of the room? The old man? But... it sounded so young and soft. Maybe... being a vampire, his appearance stayed young and fresh.

"Is your betrothed enough of a good reason, milord?" Nijimura asked, smiling at you, to probably reassure you about the fact that everything would have gone properly. But as you got closer and felt his hand on your shoulder, you noticed he was shaking. Bringing the Count's new "purchases" to his room was a job he never liked to do, on a basis. But this felt way different. He was gonna give to Lord Higashikata a 18 year old, a virgin, a pure soul. Who treated him well and respected him the best. He... "I'll stay in the room until he'll let me, Y/n. It'll all be okay." Okuyasu whispered so quietly you barely heard him. But you had heard him, and that warmed your heart.

"Come in." the warm voice of the one who was, effectively, the man you would have had to marry, invited you to get in his room. Luckily, as he promised, Okuyasu got in along with you, too. He probably wouldn't have left you alone with Lord Higashikata. Not yet, at least. Unless Josuke ordered so... he wouldn't have been able to disobey. You saw him... and your breath hitched. He wasn't old at all. He was so young, and his skin, apart from the paleness, was as smooth and clean as porcelain. He almost looked like a doll, sitting on his armchair as he stared at you and the butler entering his room. "Look at you..." he commented, his greedy eyes running over you. "Take a seat." a seat?

"There's no more seats..." you murmured, looking around the room to find something to sit on to not to upset him on your first meeting. It was better to start in a good way, if you would have had to spend your life with this man. But nothing looked like something to sit on.

"There is, if you're creative enough." Josuke grinned, staring as you understood and took a seat on his lap, not without thinking about it twice or more. His thighs were thick, and he had a pleasing scent all over him. You could tell he was a man who cared about his appearance and qualities. A man who knew was worth a lot for his beauty, but not too much for his soul. He never cared about his soul to be purified, though. "Good..." you felt his hand creeping up your back, caressing your waist. Then, his gaze moved back up. "Give me the glass I left on the windowsill and tell your new master/mistress how we do it here." At this words of his, your gaze ran towards Okuyasu, who slightly bowed with his head and walked to the windowsill.

"So... hope you slept at home, because you have many hours ahead of you before you can get back to sleep." how could you know you would have gotten to be married to a vampire? You would have slept back at home, it's known that vampires' day start at night. "Plus, I hope you'll get used to the food." The butler added, grabbing Josuke's half full glass from the windowsill. "Our chef does his best for it to be good for someone who's not used to bloody food at all. You'll get used to it, hopefully..." he grinned, then his eyes widened. "...Have you ever tried eating rabbits? Like... alive? I can even eat humans, on full moon nights... teehee..." Okuyasu hummed, as he licked on his golden fangs, his gaze not abandoning yours. His eyes had clearly something wrong right now. Something... way more animalistic? Not to mention, the velvet, crimson glove he had on a single hand was stretching, as if he wanted to do something with that hand. He was so lively, apart from the disgusting question, it made you nervously giggle.

The Count punched his armrest. "Shut it, Nijimura. You're scaring my slut." ...and Lord Higashikata didn't like your giggling, apparently. Slut, this is how he had called you? You didn't want to be his slut... he had called you a master/mistress, just like him, what was up with the slut thing? Obviously, you didn't really want to have the power to give orders to people like a true master/mistress, it was just... the contradiction. In response to Josuke's pissed off attitude, the butler gave out a smile.

"You always get all the fun away, m'lord." Okuyasu sweetly winked at you, before he left the wine - probably blood, since he had talked you about bringing the Count the wrong blood to drink - glass in Josuke's hand. "Also, I'm pleased to see that despite my drinking choice wasn't so accurate, you're gonna have it anyway. If, instead, you're not satisfied with my services and plan on throwing me out of your room some other times, allow me to suggest your highness drinking the blood directly from the victim like normal vampires do." What the actual fuck. Was he allowed to say such things, as a butler?

"Thank god, I have my future spouse on my lap and no will to stand up and kill you." the Count threatened, clenching his teeth.

As Nijimura huffed and gained his static position back, Lord Higashikata caressed your thigh once again, but all the time, you couldn't help, but feel uncomfortable. As if you knew that the same hands which were caressing you, had killed many other people before you, but everyone kept on claiming you were, someway, different. That he wouldn't have killed you. But you weren't so sure, about it. After he would have gotten your virginity away, you would have been a normal person. Why would he even consider marrying you, unless he wanted to have sex with you after marriage only. You had no clue. "Kiss me now, we're engaged, so you have to prove me your love." Which love did you have to prove, if you felt nothing towards him? What was this situation? What to do...

He was waiting for your kiss. Deep, red, and intense eyes were staring at you, and Okuyasu's presence made it even worse. But you couldn't waste any more time. You leaned in and...

a) ...kissed Josuke in an uncertain way, making unwillingly clear to him how uncomfortable you felt with it.

b) ...passionately kissed Josuke, using all of your acting talent, hoping he would believe your sudden behavior was true.

[idjitlili]

Don’t stop me now

Spike btvs x reader

Summary:Imagine looking like  Freddie Mercury as a woman like in a 'I want to break free' with a hoover  dancing only for an 100+ vampire to join in, unknowingly.

A/n: what can I say , I've been busy with college , and I'm British so we know spike is gonna know Queen too.

Word count: 3891 Y/c=country(or just a state in America I don't know, the whole world isn't America lol.

It was strange to say the least; working for wolfram & hart, you had came from y/c to here, working for a law firm run by a vampire with a soul.  

Mental if you ask yourself , you had known Wesley when you was younger, actually he had brought you a ticket to Los Angeles , since your parental figure had called him , and let him know about everything really. Well just that you were now y/a , and in need of a job. That was it you were here now.

You weren't sure what your job was really , you definitely was not a social butterfly, Wesley had mentioned you had to crack codes? Now that you think about it , something to do with researching different demon rituals? That's not the correct word , anyways to do that had write summaries for Angel's upcoming meetings with these different species.

You ever had your own office, you could live in there honestly.  

There was a lot going on all the time, frankly it was kinda scary , knowing no one apart from Wesley, who clearly knotted up by the scientist, Fred. Yet you was always invited to the important meetings , you had guessed Wes had put in a word , to help you feel welcome or included. There wasn't really a purpose for you being there.

You were a little nervous that maybe one of them, probably the vampire ,Angel , not knowing that the blond British man was one too, could read your mind. What would he find the that  was terrifying (except you read dirty smut) . You were sat by Wes , at the end of the table closest to the window. Which also meant you were sat next to Angel, with the jelled blond bad boy opposite you.

"Okay, so cannibal vampire cult...what's with that, and why is that a problem?" Angel had began , with the same brooding face as , he had on 24 hours a day.  

Gunn , had cleared his throat briefly, causing everyone to turn their heads towards him. "Well, it's quite simple, they are killing all our clients."  Yeah this was waste of your life, you had already began doodling on the notepad in front of you. Unknowingly forgetting you were in an 'significant'  meeting.  

Not knowing how much time had gone by, felt like hours , freshly finished school and know you were here? Sucky. You were only jolted out of your thoughts when a foot had nudged yours, looking up slowly to the man in front of you , waiting for your reaction.

He was quite handsome you could not deny that, a small blush had raised to your cheeks , as he had caught you in a trance of boredom, you had lifted your eyebrows at him in confusion. With nothing but a smirk in response you had tried to listen again to the meeting.

"So you are saying we need bait? But who would we use? This whole place is monsters, "  Fred's face with disgust at the word 'monsters' as she delivered her thoughts, Wes thought for a moment his hand at his lip, indicting so as he looked at the pine table.  

"No,not necessarily," He had gestured to you , all eyes on you, feeling like a stripper, wow this is attention? Blush upon your face once again,"w-wha" choking on your own words ,before Angel had shook his head "Absolutely not, Wes, that's not fair."

"Yeah! I'm human too."

"And me, hey! So are you Wes."

"Uhhh, Mister Angel, " What else was you supposed to call him? Dad?  He had looked at you from the disagreement, nodding for you to go on.  

"S-say if I was, uh, what's the chances of me dying?"   The pencil in your hands being gripped tightly in your now sweaty palms, but Angel is not given chance to reply. "He wouldn't allow that, love. Would you 'mister' Angel" the blond vampire smirk was evident as he looked at the brooding brunette.

"Hold on a second, why do they want a human, if they are cannibal?" Okay that did make sense, use your ears y/n.

"They can't just drink each other , they need something other than other vampires. That's only when they actually find one of ours." Yeah, you guess that the blond man did make sort of sense, you had just "hm" in response.

You had turned to Wesley, gesturing for him to come closer, so that you could whisper into his ear, the rest watched in confusion. Hold on Angel still didn't answer your question. "Uh, um, did you volunteer me because I'm a virgin? Does that make me more attractive to the vampires?" You had really hoped that no one had super hearing, Wes pondered for a second, your hand still on his shoulder.

"I'm not quite sure, I'm probably not the best person to ask , you should bring that up with Angel." Wow thank you , so much. You moved back into sitting in your chair correctly. Twiddling your thumbs, to pretend like no one was looking at you,felt like hours that you were sat there, before your foot was nudged again, you peeped up to see the same blond man looking at you. Who else is it going to be? Johnny Depp? No.

"Come on ,love." You weren't even sure of his name, and he was calling you love. Instead of speaking you had just stared back blankly. Most awkward meeting. "Would you just ask me then? Surely it's not that bad,no one else has to hear." Only his Spike saw the look Angel was giving him, awww soft boy. He did not seem like he was evil..only if you knew him a couple of years ago.

You had stood up, in hopes spike would do the same,so you wouldn't have to kneel next to him and whisper. He stood up as you made your way to him , moving away from the table, before turning back to the others. "You lot carry on, " With that he led you away out of Angel's office to an empty one. This is so dramatic but you don't really want to be talking about your virginity to these people, well except spike.

"So,love, what's the problem?" He had towered over you, he was quite handsome yes, but you felt intimidated in honesty. "Uh,well, since I'm going to be bait...well ,um,  Are virgins more at risk at being snacked on? If that makes a difference to vampires? Oh I'm sorry, uh I-" he let out a chuckle at you, you moved your gaze to your feet. Why did you have to wear these heels, you didn't see Patrick swayze anywhere.

"Yes, they can smell it as soon as you walk into a room and it tastes different to other humans. ,love."

"W-wait how do you know?"

"I've had my fair share, now come on , love-come on I'm not going to eat you."

"Pfft- I'm not a virgin."

"Sure love,"

And with that you both headed back to the meeting , before you left to be bait Fred had informed you Spike had a soul like Angel after you had questioned him to her and Wesley.

Now you were in the middle of a park at 1 am , which happened to be not even a mile from the vampire base. It was freezing , in a poncho with a tank top, apparently to show off your neck under the street light, you were pretty sure that the vampires didn't give a shit if you were wearing Michael Myers mask.  

Ah yes, first day on the job, risks of death 99.9% , lovely.

What exactly are you supposed to do?  Pretty sure that mister mysterious and mister Stevie Nicks/vanilla ice are hiding in the bushes or something. Oh how you wish that Keanu Reeves would swoop you away from this situation.  

Stood in the open park, kicking the mud with you shoe , well until you are body slammed backwards onto the floor, by obviously an indeed ugly vampire. Where's David from lost boys you wouldn't mind if it was him , but this dude stank. He was not even a second away from biting you- wait sorry his fangs were in your neck.  It hurt like period pains in your neck, well until it was over , when he was yanked off by a blurry figure , as you felt your body being lifted, that was it.

You had woken up the next morning under a blanket on the sofa in your office, a plaster on your neck, water on the table. You were never going to do that , with the huge headache and the low sugar levels. As you looked down realising your movie white tank top was now drenched in blood. Deciding it was best to go talk to someone to go home, you left the office.

Your heels now discarded , your bare feet padding against the carpet floor , all the way to Angels office, Harmony informing you that he was in a meeting with the others. One brief knock on the pine door, was all it took for the similar brooding vampire had opened the door , gesturing you in.

Okay it was a bit naughty to not changed the blood stained tank, since there are two vampires in the room. Soon you were sat exactly where you were 24 hours ago, as were everyone else. "Uh, um ," No one was speaking , just staring at you really. "Y/n, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have forced you into doing that , I didn't mean for you to get hurt." Wesley was undoubtedly guilty, probably thinking about how made your parental figure was going to be more like.

"I just like to say, I could've gotten aids."

"Uh, that's not how that works." Fred was honestly shaken by your words, well not really she just thought well actually you don't know.

"That was just dramatic effect. I'm quite annoyed , I did not want fucking Edward sucking me like I was juice carton. Did you even kill the cult?" Your voice sounded like sandpaper, as you delivered your anger with pop culture references and dramatic gestures.

"Yeah we did, well not me but still." Lorne smiled at you with concern , he had felt sympathy for you , hoping the bite wouldn't scar.

"Well good, um, I was wondering if I could go home now? Please?" You already hate this job, Angel had nodded, queuing you to stand up , doing a small bow in respect , going home to have a bath and sleep.

Wesley had called you not long after you gotten home , to inform you that you had been given an extra few days off. Wow first day then long weekend, mental.

Once you had gotten back on Monday, your neck was not healed still, but you had to come back otherwise you was going to be homeless.

Surprisingly , the work was easy , too easy, but you weren't to complain... there was tv with a DVD player, you were absolutely chuffed. It happened that you had brought cds in your bag accidentally. After storing those cds in that bag when coming to Los Angeles.

So , you did work through your work a little too fast, nothing to do, so since the demon cleaners  suck arse , and didn't clean up the blood from last week, you had went and gotten a Hoover and cleaning supplies. Queen and david bowie, playing on the tv, you know you can use DVD players to play cds, if you didn't know.

Maybe it was a little bad you playing slightly loud music while hoovering, dancing as you went, it was a shitty Hoover so it was taking a while. Your cardigan and heels discarded, your forehead laced with sweat, what could you say who does like Queen. Thus I want to break freebegan to play.

"I want to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies," The fact this song was a parody of coronation street. As soon as the beat began , you had also began aggressively Hooving, the long dramatic strides, even the the lip twitches as you lip-synced.

"You're so self satisfied I don't need you I've got to break free God knows, God knows I want to break free," You had stopped to flip the fringe of your hair , before resting your hands on your hips , the self confident head shake, another hair flip out of your face.

"I've fallen in love I've fallen in love for the first time And this time I know it's for real I've fallen in love, yeah God knows, God knows I've fallen in love It's strange but it's true, yeah,"

Obviously you couldn't take your shirt off , like Freddie, but yeah your skirt rising up , blouse too buttons undone was enough. Your hands hands spread out like a star for moments, you didn't know that Spike had heard the music and began to locate the source.

"I can't get over the way you love me like you do But I have to be sure When I walk out that door. Oh, how I want to be free, baby Oh, how I want to be free Oh, how I want to break free"

Looking up to the ceiling, arms lift out to the sides , legs apart. Dramatic spin, clenching of fists to your chest. Spike walking up to the do slowly opening it , seeing you shaking your head 'I want to break free' Now some elves but you can't do that your not Legolas. Or cows you are not sure.

Now not sure how you didn't see Spike .  This was embarrassing, spike wasn't copying really, not much anyways. It wasn't long after that dont stop me now started. Wow this is embarrassing. You had just abandon the Hoover at this point.

"I feel alive and the world I'll turn it inside out, yeah And floating around in ecstasy"

Bringing you hands in front  of you up near your neck , wiggling your fingers, spike did the same.

" So don't " You looked forward, "stop," Looked towards the window , as did spike . "me" Back forward. "now" "don't stop me 'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time I'm a shooting star, leaping through the sky Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity." Jumping up , scratching like a Tiger standing side on,  moving your arms around you 200 degrees , you were doing a duet , without knowing it.

" I'm a racing car, passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go, go, go" Honestly you don't know how to describe these moves in honesty go watch Paul Rudd do it.

"There's no stopping me I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah." Your arms almost touching spikes as you lift them up as you circle your arse in a small circle, before pointing up.

"Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit"  

Okay you had climb onto the desk , spot Spike oh my god , you couldn't of represented the fear , well until he had threw his jacket on the sofa ripped his shirt off, winking at you, shaking his shoulders.

"I'm traveling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you "

"Don't" you had wiggled yours back, before pointing at the platinum vampire,gesturing him to come to you .

"stop me now, I'm having such a good time I'm having a ball Don't stop me now"  As he reached you , you held out your hands for him , helping him up onto the table.

"If you wanna have a good time, just give me a call" Each of you looking at each other, as you danced ,sorta looking like Rick I'm never going to give you up, a lot of twisting , and hand movements.

"Don't" "stop" " me now ('cause I'm having a good time) Don't stop me now (yes, I'm havin' a good time)" Spike had grabbed your hands twirling you, ending up with you in front of him facing away. Throwing out thumbs up to the side of you as you got closer to the desk top.

"I don't want to stop at all" Before rising your arms up , Spike pulling you up, honestly if you knew him deeply you wouldn't believe that he would do this, he's a vampire.

"Yeah, I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars On a collision course I am a satellite, I'm out of control I am a sex machine, ready to reload. Like an atom bomb about to Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh explode." Throwing your head back then forwards quickly , with your leg up, clicking your finger.

"I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit" Neither of you had noticed the music had gained more attention then you may of realised , Angel ,Wesley, Gunn, Fred and Lorne were hiding behind the sofa.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Don't stop me, hey, hey, hey"

Spike jumped off of the table turning back to you , five feet away, holding his arms out to catch you.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Ooh ooh ooh, I like it"

With that you had jumped, (Spike watched dirty dancing? Probably Harmony's fault.) Effortlessly he had caught you you lifting you up, for a few seconds.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Have a good time, good time"

Lowering you down slowly , your arms around his neck, panting slightly, uh he wasn't sweaty , he's dead but you were covered in sweaty.

Soon enough the song came to an end , you were still in the vampires embrace , his arms around your shoulders securing you.

It hasn't even been an minutes ,clapping begins, someone turns of the Hoover and the music. You both turn around slowly pulling out of the embrace to see , the brooding Angel laughing with everyone.

"Bloody hell, perverts much." Annoyance interweaved in Spikes voice, you could share that embarrassment.

Looking at your feet realising how inappropriate you look , your blouse now see through due to the sweat , the cotton clinging to your body, wrapping your arms around yourself, to cover."uh , Angel , I was only cleaning and that because, um I completed my work, uhh there was still blo-""it's fine, as long as you are feeling better, " you had nodded at him before going back to looking at your feet.

Moments go by with silence from you and Spike as the others are talking away , no doubt about you two. You are soon pulled out of your trance when a heavy weight is placed on your shoulders , looking up to see Spike placing his long leather jacket on you , sending you a small smirk before walking out of your office , still shirtless.

"I haven't seen him like that in a long time, he is fond of you." With that Angel left too. " Aw, I'm glad you are settling in y/n/n , I just never thought you would do so ,by dancing to Queen with a vampire." Wesley had patted your back , leaving with Fred who just smiled , followed by Gunn and Lorne.

Thus you grabbed your stuff , to go home , you had danced to the end of the day. Walking out of the office , hoping Harmony didn't see you and kill you for Spike giving you his jacket.

She had already gone thank god , no death today, the next day , you had brought Spikes jacket with you. In search of him in the morning, you had hidden it in your bag , heading to Harmony's desk.  

"Uh, have you seen Spike today?" Please don't kill me. She had looked up at you with a polite smile. "He's literally just left Angel's office, something about going to taking a car or something? Why?"

"Oh, I just need to pass a message from Wesley to him, thank you." You had lied , but you hoped that Wesley would go with it, if she asked him.  Rushing down to Angel's private car park, in hopes of catching Spike, which you did but he almost hit you with the car.

Your hands placed on the hood, breathing roughly before moving to the drivers side , as he rolled down the window, smirking yet again. The car had had black out windows so you guess that's why he was going out in the day?

"Awe, all out of breathe for me , love?" You had ignored his comment , pulling out his heavy jacket from your bag, passing it to him.  "Cheers,love." You had nodded, turning away to head back up.  That was it until about 2:45 , again all your work was done, just sitting there doing nothing, but twiddling your thumbs.

So you decided , maybe you should go get some air outside, or go home you weren't sure. Swinging the office door open to see , Spike.

"Ah, oh Hi."

"Going somewhere, love?" Well that sounded like a threat , but he was not smirking like I'm going to chop your fucking head off.

"I don't know really , I think I'm going home."

"I'll drive you."

"Really?" He didn't seem to be the type to drop you off home to to your mother , not that she was there, but still, he had nodded , and that was it you walked with him. Until  Harmony stopped you both, she had frowned slightly before smiling again.

"So you got the message from Wesley then, spike?" You looked at Spike who didn't notice you looking , just stood looking at the blonde girl in confusion,until you pretend to resist your bag accidentally knocking him with bag.

"Yeah,"  

"What was it?"

"Mind your own business, wanker." With that he had walked around her with you ,guiding you with his arm around your shoulder.

Once you were both were sat in the car , you had given Spike your address , immediately he had started driving.  "So what was that about?"

"Well, uh, Wesley informed me about everyone ,  said you had something with Harmony, and she's a vampire. So I asked where you were this morning to give back your jacket but didn't want to say that, just in case she tried to eat me." Spike had let out a laugh, "I can see your concern, love , she's a bloody nightmare." You had let out a small laugh of understanding.

"Hey, do you still eat food?."

"Yeah, not a lot , but sometimes I do, why do you ask?"

" y-you've been very nice to me , since I'd been here, and you are driving me home.. uh so I was wondering if you would like to come in and have something. I don't have blood , uh other than my own and uh I lost a lot of that last week. You don't have to , um, I jus-" "I will, love,"

"Oh brilliant, uh I make some nice cookies."

"Great, love. Can't wait."

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Hello there! I hope you are fine.Okaaaay so I'd like to have a matchup! That's my first time doing this so I hope that's fine and doesn't take much time!

So uh I'm 17 and a pan. I have short, straight black hair with black-ish big eyes. I have an round face with chubby cheeks even though I'm a bit of the thin side.I have long eyelashes and wear glasses. So basically I have baby face and I don't show my age at all! As for my height I'm 5"7(1.70 cm)

For my personality, I'm that mom-friend that every friend group has. Need some painkillers? BAM! Need some pads? Do you need 1 or 50? You are hurt? Don't worry I have an aid kit. Your stomach or head hurts? Honey, don't you worry I have a various kind of herb teas with myself.

If someone needs a shoulder to cry on, that person is me. If somebody hurts my friends I go like "So you are saying that he/she/they broke your heart? Okay give me the names and addresses. Now."I would deal with them and then say "So do I need to break some more faces?" I'm not that violent but if they touch my family and friends.... May God help them.

But I'm actually very kind and smiley. I'm the kind of person who smiles at strangers, hold the door for them, talk with a waiter casually and smile at them as well. I never judge someone for their nationality, skin color, language, sexuality etc. And If I see someone bully another person for these reasons or another one, I stand against the bully and if needed I beat them.

I may seem like an cold and serious person at first meeting but over time I'm the biggest goofball and crackheaf you can ever see! Sometimes I'm a bit sarcastic and tease my closest friends a lot- ofc I never offend them. I know what they are insecure about( if they are, WHICH isn't allowed on my watch.- and My friends always tell me that I kinda flirt with them but I never realize and When I actually try to flirt, I can't?

For the hobbies; I love watching anime, listening and observing people, comforting people or just listen their rantings, reading, listening music and singing.... I am not that good at gardening and stuff but sometimes I do this as well...

🍰 for @unabashednightmarepizza

Romantic Matchup

Sugawara Koushi

How yall met

You guys actually had a lot of mutual friends

And he always heard your name come up

Like everytime he was around his friends he heard

“Oh you're hungry? go find Y/n she always carries snacks

“Sorry i don't have any tylenol, but Y/n usually has some”

“Omg i love y/n she is always so nice!”

So when Kiyoko told the team they were getting a new manager named Y/n

He immediately recognized you as the girl all his friends talk about

And when you walked into the gym

Suga was taken aback

You were STUNNING

You went over to him and introduced yourself

“Hey aren't you one of F/N friends?’’

Uhm yeah! I'm suga it's nice to meet you”

You ended up inviting him to hang out with you and F/N at the fair in town after practice

Of course he agreed to come

The rest of practice went all like usual

And when it was over you and suga started walking to the fairgrounds;;;. together

But once you got there your friend had texted you that something came up and she couldn't make it

Looks like it was just gonna be you and suga

But you saw this as a good opportunity to get to know him so you didn't mind

Omg you two had so much fun!

You rode every ride possible and even won some of the fair games

You and suga started hanging out a lot more after that day

And after a few months he found the guts to ask you out

What they love about you

Ok first off

This man loves EVERYTHING about you

But if we're gonna be picky

He loves how caring you are

You always seem to be doing SOMETHING for SOMEONE

It doesn't matter if its a stranger or one of your friends

Your always helping people

Whether that be by feeding them

Supplying them with anything they need

Helping them with homework

Or even just checking in on them

Your kind to everyone you meet and he loves it!

He loves how you would NEVER judge anyone

You treat everyone as equals

No matter their

Race

Gender

Age

Sexuality

Background

(Which btw period we love that)

he loves that you just accept everyone for who they are

He loves that you're secretly a crackhead

Even though you look like your all sweet and innocent

Your secretly a little gremlin

Which is great because he is to

We all know that suga is secretly very chaotic dont try me

So you guys always have little moments where you just get into all sorts of trouble together

And he loves to have those little moments with you

What you love about them

You love that he is also the mom friend

You and him are both basically the therapist friends

Which is actually a really good thing

Because no one ever really check in on the therapist friend yk

But you guys make sure to check in on eachother

You love that it's never awkward with him

You know those times where people just fall into that awkward silence?

Yeah that never happens with you two

Usually you both are always talking about something

And even when it is silent

It's still never awkward

Everything with Suga just feels so natural

And you don't know why/how

But your not complaining either soooo

Favorite things to do together

Oh literally anything

He just really likes to spend time with you

But once again if we're gonna get picky

He likes to read with you while listening to music

It's always a vibe when yall do this

You just put on some chill music and read in silence together

He likes to watch tv and cuddle with you

He finds these kinds of moments with you very intimate

But deciding on what to watch get very...interesting

“But you said i could pick the show this time”

“We are not going to watch The Promised Neverland for the 8th time”

He likes to just sit and talk to you

It can be about anything

Literally anything

And you guys don't even have to go in depth with these conversation either

He genuinely just likes conversing with you

Random Hc

Suga has a green thumb

So he always helps you with gardening

He's had to hold you back from beating up your friends ex

Until he heard what they did

Then he let you go ham

You guys go to the carnival every year for your anniversary

He will literally only drink the tea you make him

Or he'll make the tea you've taught him how to make

Ever since he's tried your tea everyone elses just tastes wrong

Overall Aesthetic

Cottagecore/Soft girl/boy

Songs-

Corduroy Dreams (rex orange county)

Sunkissed (khai dreams)

Sunflower (Harry Styles)

Hey Lover (wabie)

Campus (vampire weekend)