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salliesimpkins · 11 months ago

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“I like you a lot”

Isaac lahey x fem!Reader

TW: Smut, oral (fem receiving), use of pet names, claws, nipple play

+16 read at your own risk. I’m not your mommy A/N: first smut to write + english isn’t my first lang word count: 2.5K

You were at school, leaning against your locker. smiling at and laughing with Stiles, until you caught Isaac glaring at you across the hall, visibly upset.

"alright Stiles I've got to go now, I'll see ya" you walked away after Stiles nodded and walked to Scott, and you made your way to Isaac.

"hey" you flashed him a smile and he blushed. How could he not? he thought you were the most beautiful thing ever.

The beta glanced over Stiles before turning back to you. "hey.." he spoke softly.

"Just tired... I uhh, I’ve got a lot on my mind lately" he said slowly and softly, not wanting to ruin this moment between you two.

You nodded slowly, feeling bad for him. "well you know, you can always talk to me" you said softly, reassuring him that he's got someone by his side.

You watched him closely as he looked at you quietly, and you didn't want to rush him to speak, you knew how sensitive Isaac is. It made him feel pathetic when he opened up to anyone or asked for help, that's what his dad has taught him. That a man is a man, boys don't cry, but Isaac knew you, he loved you, trusted you, and he knew your listen and get him anytime.

"I've just been going back.. thinking about my family" He looked down as his expression softened.

"oh" you whispered softly and placed your hand on the boy's back, rubbing it gently. "I know you've suffered from your dad your whole life, but his death Isn’t your fault".

Isaac flinched, but he didn't move away from you. Even though your gesture was tiny, it felt huge to him, It made him on top of the world. He let out a soft sigh and ran his fingers through his hair. "I know... I just-" he paused, unsure if he can keep going or not, but he really counted on you, so he kept going. "I didn't even cry at the funeral and everyone thinks I don't care, that I was wishing the whole time i'd get rid of him, and the problem is.. it's true. I was relieved that he's dead"

"Honey listen to me" you took a step closer, placing both your hands on his shoulder. "your dad used to lock you in a freezer. that night.. that night he hurt you and you ran like any other night, because you didn't know what he would die" you then place your hand on isaac's cheek, caressing it softly "you were just scared, you did nothing wrong"

Isaac paused for a moment and leaned into your touched as he shivered. The relief he felt when his father died was a burden to him, but he knew you were saying the truth so he bit his lip thoughtfully. He wanted to say that your hand felt to right on his skin, but he didn't and rubbed his face with his hand then looked at you hesitantly as he spoke. "I- Iwas scared" his voice trembled as he stammered softly, making you unsure if he meant you to hear him. he slowly smiled at you softly and leaned into your touch again, causing his breath to hitch.

you sighed softly as you try to build up some courage and confidence to ask him to go out with you, but you were too scared that he'd turn you down so you just looked quietly at the ground until you heard a familiar 5 taps on the locker next to you and looked to the direction to see lydia. She must have noticed your flustered face because she tilted her head at Isaac and winked at you. You two have been talking about it and she was eager for you to confess to him, and apparently she was so sure Isaac wouldn't let you down for a reason she wouldn't tell.

you snapped out of my trance as Isaac cleared his throat and looked at the same direction you were just looking at, except there was nobody there.

"sorry about that. I was just wondering if you would want to go home with me? I mean-" You paused and took a deep breath. "why don't you come over and we can just.. relax?" you asked nervously as he just looked at you quietly. "Scott's sneaking out with Allison again and our mom won't be home until ten.. so I was thinking if you'd want to just come over instead of staying alone or with Derek, he could be lame sometimes" I chuckle nervously and put on a fake confident grin.

Isaac stayed quiet for a moment or two, taking in your words, and he thought there was no way he could turn that down, the thought of you and him alone in the house with no distractions. He knew he wanted it but he wasn't sure if you did. if you were just doing him a favour because you felt bad, but he decided to push his paranoia to the side and smiled at you softly with a blush on his cheek, nodding. "I'd like that, if you're okay with it"

"ahh perfect! we are gonna have so much fun! we can watch the notebook too if you want to, or maybe cook or play or just" you pause for a second or two, not wanting to creep Isaac out with your sudden excitement. "we could just.. chill you know?" You looked up at him with a smile.

The two of you walked to your house, as Stiles has already left with his jeep, and while you were walking you felt Isaac's hand brush against yours until he took it in, intertwining your fingers together. you could feel how his hand shakes softly and you knew his stomach was probably flipping, he was a nervous wreck.

You held his hand confidently the way home until you reached it and opened the front door for the two of you. After walking in, you turned to Isaac and smiles. "do you wanna stay in the living room, or go to my room? or we can even cook something!" you asked excitedly.

"Your room...?" He asked hesitantly. Your room was usually off limits, that's where you go to relax on your own, away from the pack. He couldn't deny how much he wanted to be there with you. But part of him knows it won't end at just being in your room. Not that he had a problem but that he was worried from Scott's reaction if he knew Isaac was in his sister's room alone in the house. Scott and Isaac were best friends and Isaac didn't want to risk it, but he still loved you.

you saw the look on isaac's face as he started to look overwhelmed, and more anxious than he was, so you decided to cool it down. "I mean it's okay but if you don't want to that's fine. we can sit in the living room" you shrugged, leaving the decision for him to make as you looked at his eyes.

Isaac nodded slowly, looking at your lips then your eyes. "your room" he said softly and carelessly. He wanted to be with you alone. he didn't care what scott would think, he didn't care what the whole pack would think, he only cared about you and being with you, he wanted you.

you smiled and tilted your head for him to follow you. you walked past Scott's room until you reached your room then you walked to the bed, After taking off your shoes, sitting on the bed, then patting on the space next to you for Isaac to sit on.

Isaac followed you to your room, closing his door behind him. His heart skipped a beat when you asked him to sit next to you and the only thing he could think of is how nervous he is. he looked at you and he thought you look so vulnerable, sitting alone waiting for him to join you, so he took a few steps, trying to regulate his breath before sitting next to you. He was so close and nervous, slowly turning his neck to look at you.

"so.. what would you like to do?" you asked softly, trying to make sure he's not uncomfortable.

Isaac looked at you and for the first time he has walked in the room, he didn't know what to say. A part of him wanted to kiss you and see what happened but he didn't want to make you pressured, and he didn't want to risk kissing Scott's sister, he was the leader of the pack, so he let the silence between you linger before he decided to break the ice.

"can I be honest with you?" he stressed.

"of course, I won't judge" i nodded in reassurance

Isaac struggles to speak so he leans closer to you. He just wants you to understand him, he needs you to know how he feels, what he's been thinking of, but it's hard for someone like him, someone whom emotions always were rejected. He took a deep breath and leaned closer as his eyes fluttered between your lips and eyes then he opened his mouth to speak but he failed so he looked one more time at you before smashing his lips on yours as he moved one hand on the back of your neck as the other ran over your back to your hips, pulling your whole body into his lap while you froze in shock before pulling him closer, cupping his cheeks while you kissed him back with the same amounts of passion.

After a few moments he pulls away, and looks at you in shock, he had expected everything other than you kissing him back.

"I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have kissed you and if scott finds out he's gonna kill me and-" you cut him off pulling him in another kiss, slowly pushing him to lay down as you move on top of him.

"Scott doesn't have to know" you whispered pulling him in a deeper kiss that made him forget everything.

he was in a daze as he pulled away from you. "you look so beautiful when you kiss me like that" he said softly with a soft smirk that caused you to blush.

He smiled softly as he gently ran his fingers thorough your hair. "you're so beautiful you know? it's just so hard to focus on anything else when we are like that, when you're with me. We can take this as slow as you want"

you pulled him for a kiss in response, breaking it as you smiling against lips, and he moaned softly, slipping his hands under your shirt, caressing your soft skin.

"i want this. you. Right here, right now, But I also don't want to hurt you so tell me what you want, darling." he whisper in your ear as his breath hit your neck, causing you to shiver.

"i want you, please" you whined and pulled him into another kiss as your tongue begged for entrance in his mouth. he let out a soft involuntary moan, as his caresses on your back got faster. His tongue danced with your and he began to grind on you, making you feel the hard bulge in his jeans that rubbed your throbbing pussy, until you pulled away from the kiss breathlessly, pushing him up by his chest, reaching to his shirt, playing with a soft fabric slowly. He sat up on his knees in front of you between your legs, taking off his shirt. You looked up at him, slowly placing the balm of your hand on his chest, tracing your finger over it to his stomach. He let out a low groan while he watched you trace your fingers over his chest, his muscles tensed under your touch.

"you're killing me honey" He whispered, moving closer to you as he kissed your neck slowly, then he sat up again as his hands found their way between your legs. Should undo your bra, or maybe start with these pants?" he teased, and sprung his claws out, moving them swiftly above you, tearing off your clothes.

"i loved that set" you pouted and he smirked

"i'll get you new ones" he pulled your clothes off your body, tossing them away on the floor with his shirt.

He smirked when he saw the blush on your face when you looked away, leaning down to your neck. "don't be shy baby" he whispered, before tracing kissed down your collarbone.

you moaned softly, moving your hands to caress his back softly and he let out a sigh against your skin. His hands found your thighs as he rubbed them slowly, kissing lower and lower. His kisses and nibbles reached your chest, taking a nipple in his mouth, swirling and sucking around it while he groped the other one with his hand, pinching the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger teasingly.

"I love you, so much" He showered your stomach with smooches and pecks, until his mouth found your slit, running his tongue through your wetness, humming in satisfaction. "so wet baby" he flicked your clit with his tongue as you struggled to answer him back, running your fingers through his hair as you pulled them gently. He took one of his hand, wrapping it around my waist to keep me down while he slid a finger in you with the other, slowly and gently, causing you to moan softly.

he sucked your clit harder making you pull his hair tightly, causing him to moan which vibrates against your pussy as his fingers go faster, feeling you clench around them, sucking them in. "Fuck Isaac" you whined. "i'm so close" you whispered, wondering if he even heard you, then he confirmed as he added a finger in, moving his fingers in a scissoring motion, stretching you out as you pull his hair tighter. "Isaac!" you warned, and he understood as you reached your climax, coating his fingers with your cum while he kept his gaze on you then he pulled them out, lapping at your pussy hungrily, taking in your juices.

"you're so sweet baby" he moved up to kiss you as you taste your own arousal. He pulled away from the kiss and you bit your lip, panting for air and you moved your hand to his head, pulling him back down to kiss you, you couldn't get enough of him.

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sillyxaly · 4 months ago

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Still trying to randomly get my creative juices out. I don't need to write a whole chapter, not even a whole scene. Breaking free from what I think I have to do to do it 'properly' helps a lot. So below the cut you find two of my oldest ocs drunk. Dont steal this or whatever because I love and adore them but also they are just drunk and nothing special happens.

"You were right.", Skylar giggled, voice crisp and clear in the form she had chosen for the night despite the alcohol tainting her cheeks with a blush. She was leaning forward slightly over the table, the long ears of her elven disguise drooping a little as swirled the wine in her glass. "I should not have gotten you drunk.", she added with a chuckle. That finally managed to draw some reply from Isaac, be it just slurred noises as his head lay on the table. A demon knocked out after one glass of wine. What a sight. "Did you really never drink before?", she took a sip of her own glass, Hazel eyes lingering on her companion. Isaac managed to raise his head a little and steady it in place via a palm on his own forehead. "Did not.", he started, words still slurred but not so much Skylar had to suspect he was speaking whatever language they spoke on the lower plane. She noticed her own dislike for calling it that. She would need to find a substitute when she was less drunk. "Probably against the rules."

Now it was Skyler's head meeting the table as she groaned from the depths of her heart. "Your rules forbid all fun! You don't need any of those.", she knew she would fall on deaf ears, only the wine made her say it anyway. Isaac grasped at one of her golden locks and gave it a little pull. “Needed a lot. How can I expect-", with his free hand he gestured vaguely upwards at the ceiling. "Can't even follow the rules.", his head hit the table once again. Now both of their heads were on the table, slightly tilted so they could watch each other. Skylar pointedly ignored the continued tugging at her hair. The golden locks were far too pretty for Isaacs intoxicated mind not to grasp at them. Was it greed? Envy? What of the sins running through his veins would that be? "Drinking one glass of wine won't make you a bad person dumbass.", she righted her head and sighed the way dogs do when their spoiled lives are so incredibly hard. "You know I don't say it because you don't wanna hear it but the rules are dumb okay?" "They are not!", Isaac was promptly so offended his head shot up only to regret it in an instant. Skylar in turn, surprisingly quick-witted for a blessed moment, grew out wings and stretched one out to cushion his head as it fell back down. "Thanks...", was muffled by caramel colored feathers which definitely were softer than the wooden table. "Look... I don't want to offend you but if those rules tell you, you're bad they are dumb. You're a good kid." Isaac had by now closed his eyes, a good thing probably, the demon should sleep off the wine while they were left unbothered, Skylar had some doubts he would be any good at running or flying away. "I'm pretty sure older than you.”

#oc writing #Xaly writes a little #my sons #or well my daughter in this case #Im trying to figure out how Skylar ever got Isaac to drink wine #wine she propably stole #cause they are broke #Isaac just did not ask where the wine came from

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nfcv-saltmine · 29 days ago

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I have thoughts on these

There's so many things wrong with the show itself, that we don't really talk much about the seasons' covers. Well, here I am to remedy to that! Of course, what follows are just my personal opinions. I don't have a carreer in graphic design or illustration or any art-related field, so I'll have to base everything on my own sight and thoughts.

S1: The best cover in my eyes. And I'm not JUST saying this because it's the only cover that actually reference the games (it's basically just a redraw of the first Castlevania game's cover art. With the wrong Belmont, but still pretty cool), though it definitely helps. I'm saying this because the composition is great, it's clear and straight to the point, there's not a lot happening. You look at it and understand that Trevor is the protagonist, he uses a whip, and there's a big bad vampire living in a castle that he has to defeat. The artists took advantage of the fact it was one still image to really put time and effort into it, and give it a different style than the animation: this is a digital painting, not a digital drawing. This art is the most respectful piece to the games that came out of the show. It looks epic and gothic. It holds many promises... but honestly, in retrospect, it feels like a fucking lie. We did NOT get what this cover promised us.

S2: Now for this season, they completely ditched the painting style in favor of just. Drawing like they draw the animation. It literally looks like they chose one frame from the show for each character, and copy/pasted them into the art. I wouldn't be surprised if it was truly what they did. It looks lazy, and doesn't reach the charm of s1's cover because of it. The background is nice (and Lisa in the middle of a cross of fire is neat), but if you look closely at it, it looks like a 3D model, wich clashes with the characters. It's also really really red, when the first cover had a very nice balance of red and black. It genuinely looks like they just put a red filter over their background and called it a day. I can conceed that the characters are not clustered, at least. They're all scattered around the art, which allows us to "breathe", and the challenges our main characters will have to face are still pretty clear... especially Alucard's. :)

S3: This season, just like the next, decides to put all of it's characters in the center of the picture, and it honestly looks heavy to me. They're back to the painting style, so it looks less lazy than the previous season, and the background is definitely very cool with all those eyes. It gives an aura of mystery that make us want to know more. Each character also hints at what they're going to go through during this season... and that's when it starts to be a problem. At first, I thought the problem was that there was too many characters at once. But I counted, and from s2 to s4, the covers show 8 important characters each (+a little Dracula and Lisa in the 4th). Yet the cover for s2 looks way less clustered, there's more room to breathe. And I think that's because, in this season, all characters were linked together by one thing: Dracula. The main trio's goal was about Dracula, Carmilla's goal was about Dracula, Hector and Isaac served Dracula, Godbrand as well. They were all going in one direction: to Dracula. It helped that him, Carmilla, Hector, Isaac and Godbrand all were at the same place. S3, however, has Trevor and Sypha going on their own little adventure, Alucard having his own little plot, Isaac having his own adventure too, Hector and Lenore have their own story going on with Carmilla in the background, oh and Saint Germain exist. When the first two covers showed us one big plot, tied to multiple little plots in s2's case, s3 and 4 can't. Because all the characters are off having their own thing in their own corner. So of course, it was bound to make the cover suffer. It tries to tell too many things at once instead of focusing on the more important characters... which we can't even tell who it is at this point! Because they're all protagonists!

And now to end, S4: As I said previously. Very clustered, no creativity in the composition, it just remade s3's cover. Except this time, you don't even have a cool background. Booo! What is this?? Literally just shades of grey! When you zoom in, it looks like they painted a big skull on the top of the background, but it's barely noticeable. I thought it was the moon, or some random dust, or clouds. Yeah it's cool to hide a hint in the cover art about the appearance of Death in the season, but it doesn't make this background any less lazy. Also at this point, we completely lost all gothic vibes. What is this cover even telling us? Carmilla is angry, and people are sad and serious and they fight during the season? Trevor looks hopeful, at least, which is kinda nice to signify that this is the last season. Oh and there's Dracula and Lisa. There's really nothing exceptional here, characters might not be looking like screenshots from the episodes, but the painting style looks more "clean" and simple. Dracula and Lisa kinda look out of place lol, and I don't know how to feel about this very obvious wink at the games when by this point the show completely shat on them. I have to laugh at how the cover suggest the reuniting of Trevor and Sypha with Alucard, that only happens at the end of the season. Carmilla, Hector and Lenore being on the same side makes sense, since their plots are the most connected to each other's here, but Isaac and Saint Germain are just paired together because that's how the composition was made. Hm, could've said the same thing for Isaac and Alucard on the previous cover, actually... I mean at least s2's cover paid attention to the characters it paired together (when, out of the four seasons, it was the one who would have been the most justified in just putting them all together at the center of the piece). For s3 and 4, you can tell they did put a LITTLE thought into it, and paired correctly most characters... but ended up with two characters with no link to place each time, and just, forced them with the rest. I feel like the show owed it's fans more creativity for their last season.

So yeah, the more we went on, the more we lost in composition and goth. And epicness. I also chuckled when I realized Trevor has his back turned on three out of four seasons. Which is even more funnier when you realize that it's to showcase his family's Crest.... when said family has absolutely no importance here and the only times it was mentioned it was to get shit on. You can't really argue that the Belmont Hold is important, because after season 2, it becomes irrelevant. Alucard shows it to the non-twins for five seconds and then mentions it here and there afterward, and that's it. Trevor has been more defined by the fact that he drinks beer than by the fact that he's a Belmont. I'm surprised he isn't shown drinking in any of the covers, really.

TLDR; S1 is great. S2 looks boring, but is clear and makes sense. S3 looks a little better and mysterious but is too heavy. S4 looks boring and heavy and lacks any storytelling.

#anti netflixvania #i really only like s1's cover. and s3 a little bit #just because I think the eyes and colors are nice #I even like how Lenore looks but that's because she reminds me of Ayami Kojima's art the most (Alucard is so damn ugly though)#(Carmilla also keeps on getting uglier and uglier but that's not a cover art's problem.#i just always had problems with the way her hair melts into her skull)#anyway I tried to be fair here. maybe I am a little biased. but i did warn that it was MY opinions.#as in that's a subjective critique

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itsclydebitches · 2 years ago

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I just need to know if Im the only one who felt weird abt that Isaac scene. The one where he takes Colin's phone. It just felt ooc for Isaac to follow colin and yell at him to delete the pics like a mom nagging. I never got the impression that Colin was thought to not follow his captain word by anyone in the show. I get that Isaac needed to find out (tho id prefer if colin did it on his own terms) but I still want to know what you think

Personally, I'm sold on Isaac's actions largely because of Colin's in that scene. Meaning, he's the most vocal in his disagreement about deleting private photos post-breakup. I'm afraid I can't bring up the episode atm so I don't have exact quotes, but Sam and Jamie are in full support - lecturing to the group at various points, like Isaac - with the other members being sorta on the fence, but then eventually persuaded. It's Colin who keeps pushing back against the idea, citing (if I remember correctly) things like personal property and memories. That strong stance is important because it sets him up as being the one member out of the group who might feasibly ignore Isaac's order.

Another thing that's important is how open the group is about their relationships (and the ways in which Colin has been barred from that due to his sexuality is a whole other post). From the group hanging on Sam's every text back when he was messaging Rebecca, all the way to now where Jamie is making a (hilariously) impressed face at whatever Will is deleting, there's really no secrets among the team. Or rather, heteronormativity has made it so that most of them assume there are no secrets. They delete those photos in full view of one another... which in some way kinda defeats the purpose of keeping them private, at least on a small scale, but really it's about the good intentions here. They trust each other to do the right thing, but they don't trust outsiders, so they delete the photos so they can never fall into the wrong hands.

Now, toss these two things together. Looking at that combination from Isaac's perspective, I think it's less nagging than it is an understandable (if not excusable) response to his assumptions. Colin has been the most vocal about this being a stupid idea, so when he leaves the assumption is not "Colin wants privacy" it's "Colin is trying to get out of this." Now with Point #2: why would Isaac assume it's privacy in the first place? No one else is bothering to find a quiet corner because, again, no one else has anything to hide. It's also important that Colin doesn't explain this to Issac. To be 100% clear I am NOT blaming Colin for his defensive reaction, only pointing out that, again, from Isaac's perspective this seems even more damning. When Colin says "Fuck off" rather than something like "I am deleting everything, I'd just prefer to do it without you lot looking over my shoulder," Isaac's assumptions appear confirmed. So he snatches the phone. Is that an appropriate reaction? No. Is it an extreme one? Arguably. But Isaac feels very strongly about this issue, even more-so once he realizes that Keeley was a victim, so his belief that Colin is blowing this off makes him angry enough to force the issue. If you won't delete those photos, I will.

Then, of course, he sees what those photos are.

Honestly, I hope this moment of miscommunication and, frankly, privacy invasion is addressed in their (inevitable) confrontation because while Isaac is by no means a bad person for this mistake and while it's understandable how this mistake came about... that's still a huge breach of Colin's privacy, especially given his specific circumstances. Plus, as we see via the acting, it rightly terrifies him. Already we've seen that although Isaac isn't comfortable with this revelation, he's not outing Colin to the group either, so this is perhaps the "best" outcome of such a mistake, bar Isaac immediately reassuring and apologizing to Colin, which we obviously didn't get. But just because he hasn't gone on a full blown homophobia rant doesn't mean Isaac doesn't have shit to apologize for (both now and from the past), so I hope the writing addresses how they both got to this moment, not simply the internalized homophobia that Isaac needs to grapple with.

And yeah, I agree that generally speaking I prefer for queer characters to come out on their own terms... though in Ted Lasso's case I feel like that would have been a waste in some respects? Meaning, this whole arc is not just about Colin, but the community which he's a part of - football - and the horrific homophobia that pro-athletes face. We've just been reminded that there are NO out footballers in the pro league. We've also learned that Colin has no desire to be the poster-boy for gay footballers. So in the last couple episodes to have him suddenly come out on his own would a) undermine the extreme consequences of that and b) undermine Colin's personal wants and needs. I get that Ted Lasso as a whole is about the optimistic vibe and undoubtedly the show has demonstrated, in this season in particular, how far people can come when given support... but I still think it would have been pretty out of left field for Colin to suddenly go, "You know what? I will come out! I will shoulder the terror of potentially loosing these friendships, and the media frenzy, and being forever the first out gay man in pro-football, potentially putting my very safety at risk because the Lasso Way taught me to love myself!" That's a little too optimistically saccharin, even for this show. Personally, I prefer this version where the outing occurred due to good intentions - Issac trying to protect people from what Keeley is going through - while still allowing the space to unpack WHY Colin was scared to come out in the first place.

Basically, I expected Colin to be outed somehow because I've always figured that would be (and I do kinda hate using this word) the most realistic outcome for his scenario. In real life someone should NEVER go through this, but in a story sometimes a character needs that push, so that we can resolve the conflict by season's end. Given my other meta-writing obsession, I keep comparing this scenario to Volume 9 of RWBY. It rankled that RWBY had a magical universe force Blake and Yang to confess because they live in a homophobia-free world have nothing, absolutely NOTHING, personally holding them back. So why make a joyous moment so uncomfortable by taking away their consent? In contrast, Ted Lasso is all about that homophobia and Colin has a boatload of personal reasons not to come out, even though he may want to in a perfect world. In this case, the story "has" to force his hand somehow. Either that, or we'd need more time for Colin and the world he lives in to develop - time that Ted Lasso simply doesn't have.

#Ted Lasso #Colin Hughes #queer #Ted Lasso meta #mymetas

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beevean · 1 year ago

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Man, I can't deny the first two seasons of NFCV were very important to me at one point. They came out at really dark points in my life and I found them fascinating. Then season 3 happened and I felt gutted. Turned me off from castlevania for years. I'm only now looking into the games and all their lore. It's all just... so much more interesting then the show.

It's also clear some of the people on the show have passion for the franchise... but. We also have people who clearly don't. And the people with said passion are also clearly so irony-poisoned that they can't earnestly enjoy the series. They mock it at every turn because theyre so insecure about enjoying the source material. They have to make it conform to hollywood/comic book standards. It's the MCU/Joss Whedon model but with extra crude nonsense. What a waste.

I'm sorry to hear that you were so let down by something special to you :( I can understand the feeling.

Season 3 is so bad even if you're not a fan of the games. It just spins in circles while beating you over the head that the world sucks and you shouldn't trust anyone: overall it feels so spiteful towards its own characters (that aren't Isaac). Imagine waiting two years for that.

I think Adi Shankar cared, in his own way. He wasn't just "hired muscle" like Ellis was lol, he wanted to deliver an enjoyable product. But everything I've seen about what the guy did, he's a very specific type of fan, basically a fanfiction writer who thinks edgifying Pokémon is the height of art. He also has some weird ass views of his own product: he really said that you can't see N!Dracula as a villain because of his tragic story, which is mindboggling.

#anti netflixvania

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reccyls · 1 year ago

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What did you like most about Drake's route? Also how is his relationship with the mansion residents? Since he became a new resident of the mansion. And did he continue to stay?

Let me start with the non-spoilery bits first and then go into more detail beneath the cut.

I really liked how Drake's route handled a bunch of different subplots and how things all tied together. There's a lot happening in his route and although there are some bits where it feels like some abrupt turns have been taken, on the whole, I think that it all fit together pretty well. I also really like Drake as a character, he's fun as well as mysterious, and finding out all the layers as his route progressed was really enjoyable. He might have shot up to become my top favorite in the game.

As for how Drake gets along with everyone at the mansion, aside from a pretty bad first impression (first thing he does once he gets through the door at the mansion is hold the MC at knifepoint), he gets along very well with everyone, and very quickly too. Within 1 or 2 weeks he's already bantering with everyone and has pretty much become a part of regular life. He spars with Jean, pokes fun at Theo's obssession with Vincent, joins Arthur and Dazai in terrorizing Isaac, etc.

And for the spoilery/more in-depth stuf...

So the subplots that get brought up early on and slowly tackled throughout his route are:

Drake's hidden colder side and his trust issues

Additionally, what is it about the new moon and full moon that is special when it comes to him

The MC's own issues, and how that helps to develop her relationship with Drake. By the time Drake's route starts, she's been stranded in the past for a couple of months, and she struggles a lot with genuinely enjoying her life now because of all the people she's become close to and the memories she's made here, as well as also feeling like she is betraying everything she had in the 21st century by feeling that way.

The connection between Drake and Vlad

Drake and Galileo's relationship, and what they're doing and why

A pickpocket girl that MC and Drake run into a lot

The appearance of vampire hunters in Paris

It's a lot of spinning plates and I feel like his route handles them quite well! There's a bit of abruptness here and there, particularly with the vampire hunters and having everything come to a head when Drake shows his true colors (the back quarter of his route feels very loaded with reveals/action), but overall I really liked the way his route was plotted out.

He does not stay at the mansion, however. He pretty thoroughly burns that bridge when he launches an attack on everyone and makes it very clear to everyone that he plans to come after the MC next.

Even after he and the MC fully realize their feelings and work things out between them, he doesn't return. Drake still can't fully let go of his own anger and disgust at the world, so he still plans to journey together with Galileo in order to see the future he wants come to pass. He does make a bet with the MC, though: if he wins and he gets to see the end of the world, he'll come and kidnap her away so they can spend what time they have left together. If she wins and the future is one of peace where vampires and humans can live in harmony, he'll hand everything over to her: his body, his heart, and his life, and he'll come to stay together with her. And after escorting her back to Comte's mansion, that is where they part ways.

In the dramatic end, they spend about a year apart before he shows up in her life again. Galileo ditched him, haha (he seems to be playing matchmaker). But Drake's not having that, and says that he's going to hunt Galileo down and asks the MC to walk that journey alongside him. So the two of them don't stay behind in that ending.

Not sure about romantic, I haven't finished that yet.

#ikemen vampire #drake (ikevamp)

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hesherehesthere · 1 year ago

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This is going to be a long post, and probably all over the place, but I've been really fixated on Roy and Nate as parallels and contrasts to one another, and I have a lot of thoughts.

This rant is particularly going to be about the ways in which Nate and Roy's masculinity presents, how both of them are men with severe insecurities that manifest in different ways, as well as the ways in which Nate's jealousy of Roy contributes to his arc.

When I first saw Ted Lasso, I initially interpreted Nate's arc as being a combination of toxic masculinity merging with the fact that Twitter is fucking poison for your brain. I do think that's part of it, but I think there's a lot more to it as well. With that being said, that's as good a place as any to start.

In my mind, Nate is essentially the embodiment of toxic fragile masculinity, where Roy is more representative of (mostly) non-toxic strong masculinity. Roy's insecurities are not particularly focused on his masculinity. He doesn't care about Keeley gossiping about him until he realizes she's been talking about something he's insecure about, and he hangs out with older women and drag queens, without any worries about how that reflects on him as a man. Roy's insecurities revolve much more around the end of his career and not knowing who he is as a person, with a healthy dose of wondering if he's a bad person or fundamentally unlovable. Roy is masculine in a very traditional kind of way. However, he uses that masculinity to help other people (for example, both Sam and Nate in S1), unlike Nate, who, particularly in S2 onward, comes across as less masculine and more bully.

Roy is also more internal and self destructive, while Nate is more external and lashes out at others as a result of his insecurities.

To continue along thought, I think it's important to note that Roy has always been a big defender of Nate. It is made extremely clear that Roy has never been particularly fond of the way that people (notably Jamie, Isaac and Colin) treat Nate in S1, but it goes beyond that. Roy is also shown to consistently go out of his way to acknowledge, congratulate, and give Nate credit for things, even after he's come on as a coach in S2. All throughout S2, there are a number of different moments where Roy will go to Nate to hug or cheer with him, Roy acknowledges Nate with a little head nod when he comes back on as a coach in 2x5, as well as several verbal scenes (Roy going to Nate's office to congratulate him on his park the bus play, Roy telling Rebecca "This has nothing to do with me, this was all Nate", etc).

A bit of an aside, but this also seems like a testament to the fact that Roy isn't big on grudges, because despite all the reasons he should be disgruntled, he's still more than okay with letting Nate come back to Richmond in S3. "I don't give a fuck. He's great at the shit I suck at." Even after all the fallout, Roy is still acknowledging that Nate is smart, someone he would be willing to work with, and a significant asset to the team.

Roy has always been a big Nate defender, so it hurts that Nate doesn't even seem to see it, particularly into S2, when he has been given more power. Obviously, he does acknowledge and thank Roy in 1x4, but after that point he doesn't seem to think about it much. I think that Nate is essentially blinded by his jealousy of Roy, to the point that he is unable to see his true intentions, because he so desperately wants to be him, or at least be like him.

In 2x5, when Nate is at A Taste of Athens, he laughs at something that Roy says during his pundit stint. He laughs at Roy tearing into Cartrick, specifically when he makes a comment about him pissing his pants. However, it's important to note that Roy was so aggressive in that scene in direct response to Cartrick being overtly sexist, which doesn't seem to be something that Nate particularly acknowledges. I don’t think that Nate agrees with Cartrick by any means, but I also don’t know if it really plays into why he thinks that interaction is funny.

Nate definitely feels personally attacked by Roy's coming back as a coach. This is probably due in part to the fact that he comes back after Ted essentially laughs at him and tells him that he doesn't think that he can help Isaac through his mental block, but that he thinks that Roy can. His insecurities are made worse by being next to Roy, as he feels as though he needs to prove himself.

I think this is supported by the fact that Nate also gets a lot more verbally aggressive after Roy's back, though he was making slow progress in that direction anyways. In some ways it almost feels like he's trying to copy Roy, to compete with him and embody him.

Because of this, I also want to briefly mention the scene where Nate kisses Keeley. I think it is implied throughout the show, as early as S1, that Nate has always liked her, at least a little bit. Keeley is casually touchy and affectionate as a person, and Nate could have interpreted those signals as her (possibly) being into him. Though he clearly regrets kissing her, in the leadup to that scene, he also laughs at Keeley's impression of Roy, where she's gently making fun of him. I think that it could have boosted his ego a bit to hear Roy being put down. I think his jealousy could have combined with that ego boost and played into that scene.

Another thing to mention is the fact that Roy is not particularly threatened by Nate kissing Keeley, where he is threatened by Jamie telling Keeley that he loves her.

Nate is upset about that because he thinks that Roy should be more mad at him, because he is a threat damnit, but I also wonder how much of Roy not being threatened is that he also somewhat considers Nate to be a friend. Though I don't think that Roy is threatened by him, I think it's also clear that he does like Nate, and even respects him. (I think there's also something to be said about the fact that Roy is more threatened by Jamie, not because he's more of a man than Nate, but because he and Keeley have a history, but that's a whole other tangent that I won't go on today).

I think that's all I have to say on the topic for now; sorry if this post didn't make any sense, I mostly wrote it out to try and organize my own thoughts. If someone else gets something out of it, that would be a great bonus.

#i should be studying for finals but i needed to organize my thoughts #the brain rot took over at work today and it got stuck #ted lasso #roy kent #nathan shelley #my posts

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taeswolfie · 1 year ago

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𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 : 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏

☽︎𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔☾︎

Ch.16 - Ch.18

Series Masterlist

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x fem!Reader

Word count: 3.8k

In class Y/n and Scott stare at the surprise return student. Stiles runs in and takes his seat behind Scott in a frenzy. Y/n kept her gaze forward while Scott turned to Stiles as he started to talk. "Guys, I just talked to my dad, who just talked to Jackson, and I got really terrible, horrible, very, very bad news."

"I think we already know." Scott gestures to the seat in front of Y/n where there is seated a very smug looking Isaac.

After class Stiles informs them what he found about the kanima. "All right, I only found one thing online called the Kanima. It's a werejaguar from South America that goes after murderers."

"That thing was not a jaguar."

"Yeah, and I'm not exactly a murderer."

"Yeah, but you did see it kill somebody, which is probably why it tried to kill you. And it's still trying to kill you, and it probably won't stop until you're dead."

Stiles pauses as he stares at Scott. "You know, sometimes I really begin to question this 'friendship'." Stiles makes quote marks in the air and Y/n chuckles as she pulls him along.

"I also looked through my grimoire." She said when they caught up to Scott. "I didn't find much and what I did find was pretty much everything Derek said. When you get the Bite the shape you take reflects who you are, if it doesn't kill you first. I had an ancestor who knew someone who turned into a kanima. They said that the Kanima shape was most likely derived, partially if not all, from the person's self image. Something like identity issues? They weren't very clear."

"Why can't it ever be 'this is this and this is how you take care of it'?" She just shrugged as they entered their next class together, this time the boys sitting next to each other with Y/n behind Stiles.

Jackson came in a minute later and sat behind Scott. "Hey, dick, and testicles left and right." He calls the three. "What the hell is a kanima?" The question is enough to make all three turn to him in shock. But they can't say anything more as Coach gets the class' attention.

"All right, listen up. Quick warning before we begin our review. Some of you, like McCall, might want to start their own study groups, because tomorrow's midterm is so profoundly difficult..." He chuckles a bit. "I'm not even too sure I could pass it. Okay, I need a volunteer at the board to answer the first question. Who's got it, huh?" A few hands go up, including Lydia. He waves someone up. "Let's go, buddy."

Jackson had quickly told them about his recent encounter with Derek and what he heard in the hall just before class. "Paralyzed from the neck down. Do you have any idea what that feels like?"

"I'm familiar with the sensation." Stiles says.

"Wait..." Scott speaks up. "Why would Derek test you? Why would he think that it's you?"

"How should I know?"

"Wait, do they think it's Lydia?" Stiles asked.

"I don't know, all I heard was her name and something about Chemistry."

"Jackson!" Coach yells as he's now standing near the group. "Do you have something you want to share with the rest of the class?"

"Um..." He glances around. "Just an undying admiration for my- my Coach."

Coach smiles a bit. "That's really kind of you." Jackson gives a small 'modest' smile. "Now shut up! Shut it! Anybody else?" When no one else speaks he goes back up to the front of the class.

Scott then leans towards his friends. "How do we know it's not her?"

"Because I looked into the eyes of that thing, okay? And what I saw was pure evil."

"Then it's definitely not her." Y/n shakes her head. "Lydia's eyes are 50% evil, 60 on bad days, 40 on good."

"Y/n, that's not a very good argument."

"I'm aware of that, but it's not her. Whatever is happening it's not because of her." She looked down at her notebook then, shutting out any more argument about Lydia being the kanima. When she looked back up to maybe listen to what Coach was saying she found she was no longer in the classroom.

Y/n sits at her desk in the middle of the woods. Fog hugs the trees, diffusing any light that may have touched her. She slowly stood up from the seat and looked around. There was no one in sight. When she turned back the desk was gone and a trail of wolfsbane was left in its place. She followed it through the woods towards a house. The Hale house. It was quiet. She walked in and looked to her left. Her eyes widened in surprise with what she saw. She saw herself standing in the middle of the room, arm outstretched with a clenched fist, red trickling between her fingers and down the side of her hand as she squeezed blood onto the floor. The blood soaked into the wood leaving no trace behind and the other Y/n looked up at her with glowing eyes and a smirk.

"Y/n!" Someone whisper shouted at her and she shot her head up with a startled gasp. Stiles had been calling her name with no answer until right then. He looked at her with furrowed brows. "Are you okay?"

"Um... Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." She brushed off. He didn't seem convinced.

Before he could say anything his eyes darted down to her notebook. "What's that?"

She looked down to see she had written something in another language. Mihi prohibere. She quickly shut her notebook with a snap. "It's nothing." She dismissed. But it wasn't actually nothing. It was Latin, it said 'stop me'.

"Lydia~" Coach calling her in a sing song caught everyone's attention. Lydia opened her eyes with a gasp as tears stained her cheeks. She was visibly shaken by something as she looked around with stuttering gasps. Coach looked at the board behind her. "Okay then, anybody else want to try answering? This time in English?" The class laughs and Lydia turns in confusion only to see she had written something seemingly in a foreign language several times.

"What is that, Greek?" Scott wondered.

"No, actually, I think it is English." Stiles had taken a picture of the board and reversed it to show them, but Y/n already knew what it said.

"'Someone help me'." She muttered, but they heard her. She looked at Lydia in worry.

"Derek is not gonna kill her without proof." The three walk into Chemistry, Scott assuring Y/n about Lydia.

"Not if I have anything to say about it." She huffed.

"All right, so he tests her like he did Jackson, right? But when and where?" Stiles wonders.

They look at Lydia flipping through a book at a station and then at the door where Isaac and Erica had just walked in. "I think here and now." Scott said. The five look at each other, glancing at Lydia for a moment until they all rush forward, each heading for Lydia. Scott sits next to Lydia on one side and Stiles pulls up a chair on her other. Y/n sits at the table next to Stiles while the Betas sit behind Lydia and Scott. Allison sits across from Scott and looks at him in question and he gestures to the two behind him.

"Einstein once said, 'two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe'." Mr. Harris starts off the class walking down an aisle. "I myself have encountered infinite stupidity." He claps Stiles on the shoulder at that. "So to combat the plague of ignorance in my class, you're going to combine efforts through a round of group experiments. Let's see if two heads are indeed better than one. Or in Mr. Stilinski's case, less than one. Erica, you take the first station. You'll start with-" All the guys (bar Scott, Stiles and Isaac) and a couple girls hold up their hands. "I didn't ask for volunteers. Put your hormonal little hands down. Start with Mr. McCall." He finished. Erica smiled amusedly at Scott and glanced at Allison. "All right, next two."

Y/n was sat next to someone she didn't know for the first round of the experiment and she had to watch Erica 'flirt' with Scott in the seat in front of her to try and get to Allison. Allison was sitting next to Lydia although when Mr. Harris rang his bell it was time to switch. She warned Lydia to not talk to Isaac or Erica before she had to move. Next Scott was with Lydia and Y/n had the great pleasure of being saddled with Isaac. She gave him a glance and he smirked at her. She rolled her eyes at him and turned to the appointed task.

"I'm only gonna tell you this once, pup. You touch even one hair on my ginger princess's head, I will burn your little werewolf ass to a crisp and turn your ashes into a crystal that I'll give to her as a birthday present."

He laughs. "Really?"

"It's a promise."

"I've never actually been to one of her big, invite-only birthday parties." He muses. "I did ask her out once though."

"I've heard this story before so I'm gonna pass."

"It was the first day of freshman year."

"Thought everything would be different for you in high school, but she said no." She feigned sadness.

He chuckled. "Yeah. Yeah, she even laughed. Told me to come back when the bike I rode to school had an engine, not a chain."

"Yeah, she's got a thing for motorcycles. You got turned down. Suck it up. It's not the only time you'll ever be said no to by anyone. Maybe you should learn to channel that negative energy into something productive, like writing."

"Nah, I was thinking I'd channel it into killing her. I'm not very good at writing." He looks at her and she glares daggers at him.

Mr. Harris rings his bell again. "And switch." Y/n was sat with someone else she didn't know and Scott and Stiles ended up together while Allison got put with Erica. Isaac slid into a seat next to Lydia and when Stiles tried to get up Mr. Harris slammed a stick in front of him making him sit back down with a jump. "If you're trying to test my patience, Mr. Stilinski, I guarantee it'll be a failing grade." He warns and goes back to his desk.

More time passes and Y/n is tense as she finishes. Mr. Harris rings the bell one last time. "Time. If you catalyzed the reaction correctly, you should now be looking at a crystal." Y/n looked and there was indeed a crystal. When she looked at Scott and Stiles they had some sort of beige sludge. Isaac picked up the crystal with tongs as he and Lydia admired it. "Now for the part of that last experiment I'm sure you'll all enjoy... You can eat it."

Y/n, Scott, and Stiles glanced at each other as they looked at the questionable thing in front of the boys. There was no way they could eat that. She thought. But then she and Scott looked at Lydia to see her taking the crystal Isaac offered. They could see a clear liquid dripping off of it. Kanima venom. She put it to her tongue. "Lydia!" Scott jumped up and everyone turned to look at him.

"What?" She asked.

"... Nothing." He sat back down. She turned away and took a bite of the crystal. They waited and… She was perfectly fine. The kanima venom had no effect on her. Scott looked out the window to see Derek had seen everything.

...

Scott, Allison, Stiles and Y/n walk into Coach's office and close the door to discuss what to do next. "Derek's outside waiting for Lydia." Scott points out.

"Waiting to kill her?" Allison asks.

"If he thinks she's the kanima, then yes, especially after what happened at the pool."

"It's not her." Y/n insists. "I was with her before that thing came out."

"Y/n, she didn't pass the test. Nothing happened."

"It's a stupid fucking test!" She throws her arms up. "She has some type of immunity to the supernatural. I don't know how yet but she does."

"It doesn't matter because Derek thinks it's her." Allison says. "So either we can convince him that he's wrong, or we've got to figure out a way to protect her."

"Well, I really don't think he's gonna do anything here, not at school." Scott says.

"What about after school?" Scott sighs. "Okay, well..." Allison sighs as well. "What if we can prove that Derek's wrong?"

"By 3:00?" Stiles asks.

"There could be something in the bestiary."

"Oh, you mean the 900-page book written in Archaic Latin that none of us can read? Good luck with that."

Allison thinks for a moment. "Actually, I think I know someone who can translate it."

"Uh, I can talk to Derek, maybe convince him to give us a chance to prove it's not her." Scott offers. "But if anything happens, you guys let me and Y/n handle it, okay?"

"What does that mean?" Allison asked him.

"It means you can't heal like we do. I just don't want you getting hurt."

Allison gives him a look and digs in her bag, pulling out a small crossbow. "I can protect myself."

"Again, that's why you're my friend." Y/n praises her and she smiles back.

Scott still looks worried and she puts down the weapon. "What? Did something else happen?"

"I just don't want you getting hurt. Seriously, if anything goes wrong, you call me, okay? I- I don't care if your dad finds out. Call, text, scream, yell, whatever. I'll hear you and I'll find you as fast as I can." Allison gives him a tiny nod. "We have until 3:00." She nods more this time. He turns and walks to the door when a whistle of an arrow sounds, quickly turning back and catching the small arrow that nearly went into his head.

Y/n sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. Allison turns and holds her hand out to Stiles. "Uh..." He hands her back the crossbow he had been examining curiously. "Sorry. It's a sensitive trigger on that."

Y/n and Stiles went with Lydia to the library to keep an eye on her while Allison went to the school counselor to see if she could try and translate the kanima pages. Scott went to talk with Derek on the field. Boyd was there with him. As Scott talked to Derek Erica and Isaac were heading for Lydia. Scott was hoping he could change Derek's mind, but he wasn't counting on it. Erica and Isaac go to the library only to find no Lydia. Y/n, Stiles, Allison, and Jackson were walking with Lydia down the halls, taking her to Scott's house under the pretense of a study group.

"If we're doing a study group, why didn't we just stay in the library?" She asked.

"Because we're meeting up with somebody else." Stiles answered.

"Hmm, well, why don't they just meet us in the library?"

"Oh, that would've been a great idea! Too late now."

"Okay, hold on-"

Y/n put an arm over her shoulders. "Scott's a strange guy, you know this. He works better in more comfortable settings like his home." Lydia huffs, but doesn't argue any further. Stiles drives his Jeep with Y/n in the passenger, the other three managing to fit in the back.

When they get to Scott's house Lydia had more questions. "If we're studying at Scott's house, then where's Scott?"

"He'll be here. Just running an errand I think."

"Thanks." Allison muttered to Jackson in helping escort Lydia out of school.

"I needed to talk to her anyway."

When they get inside Stiles locks the handle, deadbolt, and the chain on the door. Lydia gives him a questioning look. "Uh, there's been a few break-ins around the neighborhood." And then he put a chair under the handle for good measure. Another questioning look. "And a murder! Yeah, it was bad." Y/n pats him on the arm while Allison gestures for Jackson to take Lydia upstairs.

"Lydia, follow me. I need to talk to you for a minute."

She sighs. "Seriously? What is going on with everyone?" She mutters before she follows him. While they go upstairs, Stiles and Allison keep watch out the front while Y/n sits on the steps, ready to jump up and go wherever to protect her friends.

Y/n had her head in her hands, fingers raking through her hair as she waited. The sun starts to set. She picks her head up suddenly. "They're here." Allison and Stiles look at her and then out the window. Sure enough, Derek and his Betas are standing across the street from the McCall house.

Allison dials Scott on Stiles' phone. "It's me."

"What's wrong?"

"You need to get here now. Right now."

"Okay, I'm leaving now. On my way."

More time passes and they keep checking to see where the werewolves are. Allison looks at her phone and taps a couple buttons. "What are you doing?" Stiles asks.

"I think... I think I have to call my dad."

"No, but if he finds you here-"

"You and Scott-" Y/n continues until Allison cuts them off.

"I know. But what are we supposed to do? They're not here to scare us, okay? They're here to kill Lydia."

Y/n gets up and stands next to her friend, putting a comforting hand on her arm. "Allison, I'm not gonna let anyone hurt her, okay? We'll be fine." Allison sighs and puts her phone away. Y/n then hears Lydia cry a bit, that alone enough to make her brow draw together, but she frowned when she felt a spark of something. Something other. But it was only for a moment and then it was gone.

"I got an idea. Just shoot one of 'em." Stiles whispers to Allison.

"Are you serious?" She whispers back.

"We told Scott we could protect ourselves, so let's do it. Or at least give it a shot, right?"

"Okay."

"Stiles, you guys don't need to prove anything." Y/n also whispers. "Just shooting them now could actually have negative consequences."

"Look, they don't think we're gonna fight, so if one of them gets hit, I guarantee they'll take off."

"I doubt it."

"It's worth a try. Just shoot one of 'em."

Allison peeks out the window. "Which one?"

"Uh... Derek. Yeah, shoot him, preferably in the head."

"If Scott was able to catch an arrow, Derek definitely can."

"Okay, uh, just shoot one of the other three then."

"You mean two."

"No, he means three." Y/n and Stiles look through a window to see only Isaac missing.

"Where the hell is Isaac?" He wonders. The three back up, Allison holding her bow up to the door.

Y/n senses him a moment too late. She turns just as Isaac grabs her by the neck and tosses her back towards the steps. He then disarms and knocks Allison aside. Next he smacks Stiles aside. His eyes glow and fangs show as he stares down at Stiles and then he lunges with a growl. Y/n winced as she pushed herself up. For the moment Stiles and Allison were holding their own against Isaac. Y/n raced up the stairs to check on Lydia. She found her just as she turned the corner.

"Lydia, get back." She said quietly. "Someone is trying to get in, okay? Just go hide in Scott's bathroom. I'll come for you when it's safe. Go. Lydia, go." She said more firmly and Lydia finally listened, running back into Scott's room where she noticed Jackson was missing. But the noises downstairs prompted her to go to the bathroom and hide as instructed, calling the police as she did. Y/n ran back down to take care of Isaac. She scooped up Allison's crossbow and pushed it into her hands. "Go watch Lydia." Allison nodded and did as instructed. Y/n used her magic to give her an extra boost as she grabbed Isaac and threw him back from Stiles. Isaac quickly got back up and growled at her. "That doesn't scare me."

Allison closed the door behind her and noticed the open window with venom on the sill. "Guys, it's here!" She called for them to hear. Erica kicked down the door and Allison pointed the bow at her, the laser pointing at the blonde's chest.

She scoffs. "Hmm... This might make me sound like kind of a bitch, but I've always wondered what it feels like to steal someone's boyfriend. I bet it's a pretty sick rush of power. I think I might try it with Scott." She chuckles. "You know what... I don't think it's gonna be that hard. Because why would he be waiting around to steal ten minutes with you when he can have me anytime he wants?" Allison shoots her arrow and Erica catches it as swiftly as Scott did.

She laughs. "You didn't really think that would work, did you?"

"Actually, I did." Erica looks down at her hand and finds that Allison had coated the arrow with kanima venom. Allison smirks as Erica shouts and falls onto her stomach, completely paralyzed. She steps over and crouches to hover her face over the blonde's. She moves a bit of Erica's hair back. "I thought you were psychic... Bitch." She smiles and leaves Erica.

Derek and Boyd watch from outside, hearing furniture shifting and growling coming from inside. Derek smirks until the door opens and his Betas are tossed on the grass in front of him, knocked out and unable to move. He sighs and looks up when Scott steps onto his porch, Y/n, Allison, and Stiles with him. "I think I'm finally getting why you keep refusing me, Scott." Derek says. "You're not an Omega. You're already an Alpha of your own pack." He smiles. "But you know you can't beat me."

"Wanna test that?" Y/n glares, only backing down when Scott looks at her, silently telling her that he's got it.

"I can hold you off until the cops get here." Sirens are heard just after as the police draw near. Then hissing and scurrying footsteps are heard catching everyone's attention. The four run off the porch to see the kanima on the roof. It screeches at them and runs off.

"Lydia." Y/n runs into the house for her friend.

Derek glances down to the teens at his feet. "Get them out of here." Derek instructs Boyd. But then everyone looks back towards the door as Y/n brings out a very upset looking Lydia.

"Would someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" Lydia sounds even more upset.

Scott looks towards where the kanima ran off. There was only one person left unaccounted for. "It's Jackson."

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jmagnabo92 · 2 years ago

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CBS Ghosts - Hello! - Ghosts Don’t Like To Be Ignored Part 2

After Jay convinces Sam that the ghosts aren't real, they must come up with a different plan of attack.

Spoilers may appear.

Discussion and Gifs below:

I love how Thor's like "Enemy hurts feelings" when he literally just cursed them and wants them to suffer so that they leave.

OMG Trevor's so excited to have another idea. We can tell a lot about him here. Despite the fact that he knows he's at fault for Sam's fall, and he did/does feel guilty, so he's so excited about having her around that he's like "don't ignore me - not okay."

He's definitely the type to be hurt by exclusion. He definitely dislikes being ignored. it could be why he was sulking a bit earlier in the scene.

LMAO - Trevor name drops and makes these references that frankly looks like Alberta's offended (What is a white party? It's a Labor Day dress in all white party, right? That's what Gossip girl tells me).

Also, he's such a puppy, so excited to have another idea.

LMAO - Thor wants to learn but Trevor's the IDEA is more important. I wonder if that's because of the scene in Episode One where he's like "I've explained these things before".

I love the quick succession here. Thor asks, Isaac answers (so he pays attention to Trevor's stories) and Trevor's like "That's not the point".

I like how Alberta and Sass are looking at him like 'what?' rather than speaking.

LMAO - Pete's face, he's just shaking his head. Like no.... no...

Meanwhile, Trevor's so excited that he stands up quickly - probably because he feels standing gets him listened to more - and immedaitely flashes Sass and Alberta.

No mention of it, but it gets better in a moment.

Aw, Isaac might be a good captain if he understands giving praise. He's like 'oh, Trevor has an idea, it's a good one... praise him'.

I do like that he's willing to listen to Trevor here. Trevor's had a few ideas lately and clearly trying to get a good one in.

OHHHH TREVOR.

I don't know why he's always doing these bowing things, but it's pretty clear that he's flashing Alberta and Sass, who have moved forward on the couch to avoid it.

I can't believe he doesn't think about these things, but then again, he's pantsless for 20 years so...

Feel bad for A & S though. BUT Trevor's cute.

LMAO, Isaac is SO HAPPY about this plan and it's crazy how excited this makes everyone else. They're just like yes!!! Let's DO THIS!

Also, notice Alberta has to move forward 'cause she's getting flashed and Sass does too, and he's like not looking at that.

Meanwhile, Trevor's glowing because they like his idea again!

I wonder if there's some issues with Trevor not being listened to so he's like "It's my idea and it's good!" With his last few ideas. Especially since Haunting didn't work.

It's interesting that Sass actually agrees with this plan. Because he states plainly that he DOES NOT agree with Trevor on principle.

He must really be bored.

LMAO - Isaac and Thor are SO EXTRA.

Isaac's like 'yes, she must acknowledge us and make her life hell' and Thor's like 'yes, and we drive them from the land!'

It's so DIFFERENT to the rest of the crew in the room.

LMAO - Pete intervening like he does ... such a peacemaker - nice friendly chat.

And Thor and Isaac being so opposite "Punish her, kill her"

and Everyone else is like "No, no - bad - let's just get her to talk to us."

I love this ending gif.

Pete's Face.

Alberta saying "It's too much"

Sass saying "Roll it back."

And Trevor's gesture and saying "YOu're making it weird."

I love that they're just like "Stop it - you need to be a little less."

I wonder how everyone dealt and continued to deal with Thor's extraness over the years.

Anyway, This was fun. Mainly for the faces in the background.

Feel free to chat :)

#CBS Ghosts #Ghosts CBS #trevor lefkowitz #Thor #isaac higgintoot #Pete Marino #Alberta Haynes #sasappis #Hello!

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cbsghostsmetasandtrevor · 1 year ago

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CBS Ghosts - Hello! - Ghosts Don't Like to Be Ignored Part 2

Warning - Spoilers May Appear.

Pet's always so logical and seems to know what to say to keep people calm.

I love how Thor's like "Enemy hurts feelings" when he literally just cursed them and wants them to suffer so that they leave. Like - what?

I wonder if it's because he's been hurt by the being left behind thing.

He's definitely the type to be hurt by exclusion. He definitely dislikes being ignored. And he doesn't like rejection. It's as if he's hurt that she doesn't appear to feel the same connection (which is not fair to her), but it could be why he was sulking a bit earlier in the scene.

Also, he's such a puppy, so excited to have another idea.

LMAO - Thor wants to learn but Trevor's like the IDEA is more important. (Plus, he is not in the mood for Baby Ghost mockery right now). I wonder if that's because of the scene in Episode One where he's like "I've explained these things before".

I love the quick succession here. Thor asks, Isaac answers (so he pays attention to Trevor's stories) and Trevor's like "That's not the point". I feel like Isaac's answering so easily here is because earlier with the movie - he was messing with Trevor, just like everyone else.

I like how Alberta and Sass are looking at him like 'what?' rather than speaking.

LMAO - Pete's face, he's just shaking his head. Like no.... no... not a good idea.

Meanwhile, Trevor's so excited that he stands up quickly - probably because he feels standing gets him listened to more - and immedaitely flashes Sass and Alberta. LMAO, too funny.

No mention of it, but it gets better in a moment.

Aw, Isaac might be a good captain if he understands giving praise. He's like 'oh, Trevor has an idea, it's a good one... praise him'. I feel like they all know that Trevor needs/likes praise.

I do like that he's willing to listen to Trevor here. Trevor's had a few ideas lately and clearly trying to get a good one in.

OHHHH TREVOR.

I don't know why he's always doing these bowing things, but it's pretty clear that he's flashing Alberta and Sass, who have moved forward on the couch to avoid it.

I can't believe he doesn't think about these things, but then again, he's pantsless for 20 years so...

Feel bad for A & S though. BUT Trevor's cute. Adorable little puppy.

LMAO, Isaac is SO HAPPY about this plan and it's crazy how excited this makes everyone else. They're just like yes!!! Let's DO THIS!

Also, notice Alberta has to move forward 'cause she's getting flashed and Sass does too, and he's like not looking at that.

Meanwhile, Trevor's glowing because they like his idea again!

I wonder if there's some issues with Trevor not being listened to so he's like "It's my idea and it's good!" With his last few ideas. Especially since Haunting didn't work.

It's interesting that Sass actually agrees with this plan. Because he states plainly that he DOES NOT agree with Trevor on principle.

He must really be bored OR he's thinking ahead and figures that Sam won't leave BUT could help their afterlives get better.

LMAO - Isaac and Thor are SO EXTRA.

Isaac's like 'yes, she must acknowledge us and make her life hell' and Thor's like 'yes, and we drive them from the land!'

It's so DIFFERENT to the rest of the crew in the room. Everyone else is like .... no, guys, let's play nice.

LMAO - Pete intervening like he does ... such a peacemaker - nice friendly chat.

And Thor and Isaac being so opposite "Punish her, kill her" - ALL SHE DID WAS MOVE INTO A HOUSE THAT IS HERS and they're acting like she murdered them. Chill, boys.

and Everyone else is like "No, no - bad - let's just get her to talk to us."

I love this ending gif.

Pete's Face.

Alberta saying "It's too much"

Sass saying "Roll it back."

And Trevor's gesture and saying "You're making it weird."

I love that they're just like "Stop it - you need to be a little less."

I wonder how everyone dealt and continued to deal with Thor's extraness over the years.

Anyway, This was fun. Mainly for the faces in the background. This cast rocks with background faces.

Feel free to chat :)

#cbs ghosts #ghosts cbs #Hello!#trevor lefkowitz #isaac higgintoot #Thor #pete martino #alberta haynes #sasappis

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borealopelta · 10 months ago

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fic writer interview

tagged by @regseekings thank you sooo much <3

How many works do you have on AO3? 38

What’s your total AO3 word count? 129,960

What are your top 5 fics by kudos? i was something made for god to label fragile (now i'm stuck) (1,133) - Our Flag Means Death, stede/izzy/ed out of time, eternal heatstroke (631) - Our Flag Means Death, stede/izzy/ed sure as the sun come up from the south (371) - Our Flag Means Death, stede/izzy/ed steppin' around in a desert of joy (301) - Ted Lasso, isaac/colin I'm a stitch away from making it (and a scar away from falling apart) (279) - IT movies, richie/eddie

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? yes !! it takes some time usually but i want people to know i appreciate them taking the time to say nice things :)

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? i'd sayyy uh a carnival bear set free, which is a sumner/drax dead dove fic and leads directly into the endgame of the book which is angsty as hell in itself

What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? most of them have a happy ending!! i'm nice!! but my most recent one, eyes on the horizon (chuck/roger) has a cute ending that i really like :)

Do you write crossovers? nope, i don't like to read them, write even less. i have attempted a fusion/AU of existing media or two before but none of those have been published

Have you ever received hate on a fic? crabsolutely, some people will leave death threats in guest comments and that's just how it goes

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? yeah!! less so lately because i'm just not vibing with it atm, but i looove writing smut. i think i cover the whole spectrum of vanilla to kinky

Have you ever had a fic stolen? no thank god. i love tiny fandom

Have you ever had a fic translated? nope!

Have you ever co-written a fic before? no, and i don't want to either

What’s your all-time favourite ship? sighhhh i don't know, they come and go. i'm perpetually fond of tom hartnell/ john irving of the terror fame and doc thorne/eddie carr from the lost world (the novel) but it comes and goes

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? my lost world longfic........girliepop you are NOT getting done 😭

What are your writing strengths? i think i'm okay at vivid descriptions and getting characters' personalities mostly right :)

What are your writing weaknesses? long plots, group scenes, dialogue/description balance if i'm not 100% clear on what i want to accomplish in the scene (either too much dialogue or too little. good lord)

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? with good reason it's okay. i've read very very bad things where the foreign dialogue was just jarringly out of place and it put me off it p much for good

What was the first fandom you wrote for? sigh. hollywood undead rpf 👍

What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to? i reallllly want to write hunt for red october fic.........stupid as hell but it's in my brain so much !! ramius/borodin intrigues me greatly (i think sean connery and sam neill should have kissed)

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written? hmmm.... i think it's let me under your skin, my small eastern european village armitozer au. i really really really love the vibe of it, it means a lot to me, and i'm still very happy with it almost 3 years after posting (jesus christ) which is very rare for me. read it :) or not. but i do like it so so much

#tag game #link #my fic #long post #self promo #<- I GUESS!

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goddesswitchmother · 1 year ago

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More thoughts for the ikevamp fanfiction! Enjoy or not, I don't care. I'm doing this for me, and if others happen to enjoy as well, then that's a bonus. Yeah, I'm saying this more for myself than anything as I'm a recovering people pleaser. Sometimes, I just need to remind myself to have fun be myself and not worry about what others think of me .

Desperation pt 3

I hate him. I fucking hate him. But perhaps I shouldn't have slapped his stupid face. My hand 😭. "Theodorus Van Gogh, I fucking hate you. I've known you all of four days and I already hate you. I've never, and I mean NEVER, hated someone before. You haven't once even tried to get to know me. You've done nothing but judge me, insult me, bully me, and have make all sorts of assumptions about my character and yet you don't know the first thing about me. I don't know how you call yourself an Art Dealer because you have proven countless times already you don't have what it takes. You're a piece of shit and I hope you prove me wrong because I really don't like hatred and I don't think it's merely because it's a foreign feeling." I rant angrily as he just gawks at me with that stupid look on his face.

"Also, you'd have to be simultaneously deaf, blind, and stupid to confuse you for Vincent. You are absolutely nothing alike whatsoever, and if I didn't already know better, I would never guess you were related. Vincent, I'm sorry you had to see me like this. I really valued your friendship, and I have no intention of dating you. However, I understand if you no longer want to be friends." I added this time in tears. Fuck I'm so embarrassed. So I did what I do best, and I ran. A part of me was aware that I had an audience. I vaguely noticed just about everyone had ended up in the gardens, probably drawn in by my outburst. The only ones not there were Isaac, Napoleon, Mozart, Leonardo, and Sebastian. I made it to my room uninterrupted and threw myself into bed to bawl my eyes out. I feel so pathetic.

Once I had managed to stop crying, I mindlessly sought out one of the few comforts I managed to bring with me. I set up my watercolor book on the desk with my watercolor paints, several brushes, and the untouched glass of water from the nightstand. As an afterthought, I grabbed my mixed media book, my colored pencils, and markers just in case.

I don't know how long I spent tearing pages out and throwing them on the floor. All of them bearing finished paintings or drawings that I just didn't like. Any works left on the desk were unfinished concepts that I couldn't put together. However, I was interrupted by a knock on the door. And then the door was opened. I didn't bother checking to see who it was. "You haven't even touched your dinner. I hope you aren't planning on skipping breakfast, too. We can't have that." I was shocked back into reality then. "What?! But I only just ate breakfast a few hours ago." I really started looking around then. Sebastian quickly approached me and tilted my head up to look at him. "Uh...." I was unsure what I wanted to say. Whatever it was could wait, though. The way Sebastian was intensely studying me with concern overwhelmingly obvious in his gaze. I never had anyone worry so much about me before that it rendered me speechless. I suddenly felt the urge to cry that I violently squashed it down, hoping he didn't notice. He cleared his throat and glanced around at the mess I created. "You just might be as bad as Leonardo at losing track of time. Just yesterday, I brought you lunch, but you were crying. I don't know if you remember, but you refused lunch. You promised you'd eat dinner if I brought it to you. However." He explained, gesturing to the platter of dinner sitting neglected on the tray near the bed. I blushed as I vaguely remembered something like that. "I'm sorry. Let me clean up this mess, and I'll eat breakfast out there so you can be certain I eat." I offer hastily getting up. "Oh, I'll pick these up, if you don't mind. Just go wash up and perhaps change your attire, and I'll have your place at the dining table set." He offered, already carefully stacking the papers from the floor neatly into his arms. Damn he works quickly and efficiently. I make a noise of agreement and grab a random outfit before rushing to my bathroom.

(images sourced from pinterest)

I had quickly washed my face and brushed my hair and teeth and applied deodorant. You know the usual. But the whole time I was disturbed by how pale I was as well as the shadows around my red rimmed eyes. When I finished dressing I went to grab my makeup to see Sebastian had the same idea. "Hope you don't mind, I just thought that you were looking a little pale and sleep deprived." I just smiled gratefully. "You're a life saver." I say as I rush off to do my makeup.

(Images sourced from pinterest)

(My eyes are actually amber, though, so imagine that.)

I managed to improve my mood and started feeling my self-confidence boost by the time I made it to the dining room. Sure enough, Sebastian was just setting down my plate stacked high with the French toast and sausage I requested. A glass of hopefully cranberry apple juice joining them. "Ooh, looks delicious, thank you, Sebby." I say happily. I see his back straighten up. "Sebby, huh? Do I get a nickname, luv? Also, you look absolutely ravishing. Are you -" "Yeah, yeah, Arty-boy, I'm not wearing sweats today, so I'm definitely trying to seduce you." I interrupt, voice heavily dripping with sarcasm. "So hard to believe a woman can dress up for her own happiness." I mutter, stabbing a sausage onto my fork. Out of my peripheral, I see theo opening his mouth like he's about to say something. "Now shut up. I'm hungry." I add not to anyone in specific.

#cybird ikemen #ikevamp #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp theodorus #ikevamp vincent #ikevamp sebastian #ikevamp fanfic

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sege-h · 1 year ago

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Charlie standing up to Ben is kind of equally important to me as Isaac's story and the stuff about being ace and aro

I'm also glad it was pointed out Ben had kissed him without asking--I feel that's such a horrid trope in romance where people have like their first kisses without asking in any way even tho it's not clear whether character A actually wants to be kissed by character B. And then it kind of becomes normalized irl too and no one asks.

But what really hit close to home was like...

Charlie being allowed to say "I don't forgive you, I don't owe you that, and even if you do actually become a better person I don't want to be there to see it because I never want to see you again"

And that that's ok and a good thing

There's just so much of 'oh this person apologized so you HAVE to forgive them' and 'but look he admitted hes a fucked up person and also he has fucked up parents so how can you NOT forgive that!" and "But look hes trying to be Better! You gotta give him a chance!"

When like. Anyone can say they're trying to be better without actually trying. It's just a thing they say because it might make you forgive them. They dont actually want to put in the work

The acting/direction was really good here too because you can see that Ben doesnt even know what he did wrong-- he thinks a 'im sorry for everything' without actually knowing what 'everything' is will make things go back to what they were. You can see it in the way he smiles when Charlie brings up their first kiss-- because it's a good memory to Ben and he thinks they're about to have a nice reminiscing time about a good memory. Which. It isn't for Charlie.

(And also the way he's remained unchanged in relentlessly texting Charlie to talk to him and then showing up to confront and corner him irl when he didn't text back)

And it hit close to home too. I've HAD that person in my life, I've had the 'oh im a fucked up bad person' and the 'oh my parents are fucked up' and the 'im sorry for everything (whatever that is) im better now (if I say it you'll believe and forgive me)'

And as much as I like a redemption arc story and stories where people are forgiven and grow and change, I equally appreciated that not happening here. I appreciated there being no forgiveness, and Charlie saying as much and that he doesn't owe that to Ben. To me at least there was a catharsis in a character confronting someone like that and telling them "I don't owe you forgiveness, I do hope you become a better person so you don't hurt anyone again, but I don't want to be there for it and I never want to see you again"

#Sege watches Heartstopper #I guess it was so cathartic because I never got that moment

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isaacapatow · 1 year ago

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with @orioncarnell | the prom : a terrarium and a discussion on the nature of love and romance, in redwood and before it

ike apatow: -Ike tows Orion in without any explanation whatsoever aside from 'hey come with me'; he shuts the door and turns to Orion with a huge grin- You're gonna love this. I mean, I assume you're gonna love it, because I love it.

Orion: -Orion follows Isaac, gaze wandering around the room curiously before settling back again on the head raider; Isaac's excitement is contagious, making Orion feel warm inside- What is it?

ike apatow: -he tickles under Orion's chin with the bundle of wildflowers the younger man had presented him with at the beginning of the evening- Hold my posies for a minute. -Ike goes over to a table with a sheet draped over it, tugging the cloth away to display a big clear tub that's been made into a terrarium of sorts; branches, pebbles, a water feature- There's four -- count 'em, FOUR -- dragonflies in there. Can you find 'em?

Orion: -Orion blinks at the terrarium for a moment before something in his eyes lights up- You made this? -he asks, stepping up to the tub and pressing the pad of his fingers against the clear plastic as he peeks inside; letting his eyes trail over the little nature reserve, he spots the shining blue and green bodies among the foliage- There they are. -he mutters, pointing at them, his eyes glimmering- They always disappear in winter. They like warmth. You caught them? -he turns his gaze towards Isaac, still half bent down near the terrarium-

ike apatow: -is practically bouncing on his toes, brimming with excitement, eyes soft and fond as he watches Orion take it in- I dunno if we can keep the little mites alive through the winter with us, but we can try, right? Release 'em if they seem like they're doing poorly.

Orion: We can. We can keep them warm. Maybe they'll make it through the winter. And we can release them when spring comes. -Orion pushes himself up straight, fingers still pressed against the plastic; he can sense Isaac's excitement, and feel his own brimming through his chest- It's amazing. That you made this. It's beautiful.

ike apatow: Yeah? -the open, quiet joy is so very Orion, unlike anybody else, and Ike drinks it in greedily, loping closer and colliding against him, taking back his wildflowers- You always get so distracted by 'em when we're out. When we were little we used to call 'em 'zings'. I could get them to sit on me, back then, because I could hold so still. -snickers, picking out flowers stalk by stalk and weaving them loosely into Orion's hair, then sticking one up at the back of his own head- I can't sit still now if you glued me to a chair.

Orion: Zings. -Orion repeats the word carefully, leaning forward slightly as Isaac decorates him with the wildflowers; his fingers trail up to the back of Isaac's head, feeling the stem amongst the surprisingly soft grey hair- You're always moving. Even inside here. Like making the chair with me. Or catching fireflies. -Orion grasps Isaac's hands in his own, giving them a squeeze; they feel cold- Do you want to hold still? Sometimes? But you can't?

ike apatow: Sometimes. But I can't. -he repeats Orion's questions back as if they'd been his own statements, giving a pleased shiver at the warmth of Orion's grasp- I can't ever hold still. I don't really know why. Maybe I feel like I don't have any time to -- to waste.

Orion: -Orion meets Isaac's gaze, blowing his breath onto Isaac's hands in an effort to warm them; he is quiet for a moment after Isaac ends, carefully considering his words- It is like you are constantly preparing. For something bad that might happen.

ike apatow: Ohhhhh, baby. I love you. And I want to make your life better than it's ever been. But I think you and I both know ... something bad always happens.

Orion: It can happen. -Orion presses a kiss to the tips of Isaac's fingers- Are you scared?

ike apatow: I'm terrified. Which isn't new for me, and I know how to handle it, but it's new for here. It's new for this me. -wiggles his fingers slightly in Orion's grasp, against his lips- There's a thing that happens with people who are hypervigilant. We can't settle down when everything's good, and when we have a support system we can rely on that just makes it worse, almost. Because we keep waiting for when we inevitably fuck everything up and it's all over and we gotta start again. I'm too fucking old to start all over again, Orion.

Orion: So you believe you will do something wrong. -Orion keeps hold of Isaac's hands, feeling them slowly warm up in his own; his gaze meets Isaac's; there is a quiet earnestness in Orion's eyes- You don't have to start over. I will be by your side. I know there are other people, too. Not just me. But you will always have me. As long as I live. I promise.

ike apatow: -he blinks at Orion for a while, feeling like his eyes are slowly, incrementally, swelling shut from pure exhaustion; then leans forward and bumps his head against Orion's, rubbing their faces together- You're one of the best things that ever happened to me.

Orion: -Orion nuzzles against him, finally releasing Isaac's hand to wrap his arms around the other man's waist and tug him in close- You too. I don't want to live without you. -he presses their noses together, smushing them up against each other- Stay with me.

ike apatow: -that particular request, the words particularly chosen in Orion's very precise way -- he doesn't say anything that he doesn't literally mean -- hits Ike and he breathes in a choppy breath, poking forward against Orion's face until his beaky nose folds and squishes- I ... okay. Okay. I will. I'll stick through it. For you. I don't wanna leave you by yourself to puzzle shit out without me. Okay. -he reaches up, pinching a spray of tiny yellow flowers out of Orion's hair, and drags it down to press it between the other man's lips before kissing him-

Orion: -Orion can feel the coolness of the stem between their lips, taste the earthy bitterness of it in his mouth as they kiss each other; one of his hands trails up to the back of Isaac's head, holding him as they kiss; when they pull away, Orion reaches up to catch the little flower between his fingertips- I love you. I do. -he mutters, pressing the stem to Isaac's cheek as he pushes their foreheads together- Thank you, Isaac. Ike.

ike apatow: -going up on his toes, thrilled- Ike! Calling me Ike! That's a new one, sweetpea. -he slings his arms around Orion, kissing him again and again- Thanks for asking me to this thing. It felt ridiculous at first, I'm not gonna lie, but I liked it. I like it. You're an odd kid but you're mine.

Orion: -the kisses feel warm against his skin; however, the words catch him by surprise for just a moment; something in his chest seems to hitch for a second, before he speaks again- I'm yours. -he repeats; after a few moments, he reaches down to tug the flower into the pocket of Isaac's shirt- The flower- -he presses his hand on the outside of the fabric- it can be a bookmark. If you press it. Preserve it.

ike apatow: Mmmm, yeah. We used to do that in Ark. -rolls his eyes, putting on a faintly dopey voice at the obviousness of this statement- In our Bibles, of course. -snickers and kisses Orion a little more before swinging them to look at the terrarium, two of the dragonflies alighting on the branch together- You really like it? I thought you might enjoy having a lil bit of nature indoors with you. And Cat'll get a kick out've it. He'll be entertained for days.

Orion: I like it. I do. -Orion responds, watching the two dragonflies on the branch, bodies shimmering- Cat too. Cat loves catching flies. In the summer. He is good at it. He will love watching them. -Orion is quiet for a moment- I don't know what they eat. I will have to read more on them. -one of the dragonflies flitters back into the air, whirring around the terrarium; Orion trails it with his gaze- I want to give you something, too. Something like this. For your apartment. I know you don't have things. But I want to. It would be something small. Something that makes you happy when you come home.

ike apatow: Yeah, I can't say I did any substantial research on the care and feeding of zings. I figured I'd saddle you with that responsibility. -laughs, warm and low, and rubs his hand against Orion's side, looking at him when the younger man states his intention- I'd like that. I think. -considers, then more surely- Yeah, I'd like that. I wanna know what you come up with to make me happy.

Orion: That's good. -Orion thinks for a moment, watching the insect whirr before settling down again; Ike leans slightly against Ike, not resting weight on him but making him feel it- Your birthday is coming soon, right?

ike apatow: Yeah, in about a month. When's yours, sweetie? -up till now they haven't really bothered with this sort of thing, too busy getting to know each other on a more immediate, survival-based level- You planning on giving me birthday spankings? You better not. With how old I am I'd be dead by the end. -can barely make it through this statement without guffawing, then grabs Orion and shakes him around, smooching his cheeks- It's a ridiculous custom, giving somebody a swat -- playful, like -- for how many years old they are. They used to do it for kids. And I guess girls liked it for sexy reasons.

Orion: It was a short while ago. October 23rd. -he makes a mental note of the date; Isaac's voice pills him out of his thoughts; as do the gentle shows of affection that Orion leans into at every instance- Unless you want me to. That is a strange custom. It doesn't sound... Sexy. -Isaac's clear joy makes him feel warm; his pull on the raider tightens just a bit- How do you celebrate your birthday, usually?

ike apatow: Oh, I dunno -- depends on who I'm with and what's available. Haven't done much the past few years, obviously, but for a few of 'em Vi would find the worst possible cover band she could and drag me to one of their shows and we'd gorge on cart hotdogs after and maybe get new tattoos. Those were nice. -pets at the back of Orion's head, gazing at him fondly- If we didn't already have tattoos with each other I'd do that, this year.

Orion: That sounds like it was fun. -Orion leans his head back into Isaac's touch, his hair still intertwined with the flowers Isaac had tied in- We can still do that. -Orion reaches for Isaac's arm petting him, holding it still so he can trace the crown inked there with his thumb- Get a tattoo together. I wouldn't mind having one more. Would you?

ike apatow: Let's do it. I want you on me wherever I can get you. -hums in his throat as he flicks his fingertips through Orion's hair, making a hopeless mess of tiny flowers and stems and pollen, plucking out a bluebell and dragging it over the ski-slope of Orion's nose, then down to his throat- You're a very pretty boy. Who-all have you slept with, anyhow? Here in Redwood?

Orion: Me too. I like having something of you with me. -he tilts his head back, feeling the feathery touch of the petals against his throat; his arm wrapped around Isaac tugs on the hem of his shirt, fingers trailing below and splaying out against the skin- In Redwood Mayra, Nicki, Lucien and Maya. Is that important?

ike apatow: No, no, it's not important. Well, it's important in that you were close with people, but not between us in any way. I just wanted to know. -gives a throaty, pleased hum at the feel of Orion's hands against his bare skin, shivering into it; he's so warm that Ike can't help compulsively trying to get more of it all the time- I'll be better soon. I mean, able to go out again. I think. I should get that new doc to clear me. -leans in to take a long, self-indulgent inhale of how Orion smells, then- Wait. Mayra?!?

Orion: That's good. It's healing well. I would like to go out again with you. There is a cave I found that I want to show you. -he turns to face Isaac, pressing a kiss to the top of his head and tugging their bodies closer together; he knows Isaac is cold often, and he can feel the way the other man enjoys the touches; Isaac's sudden surprise however surprises him in turn- Yes, Mayra. She came over to bring catnip for Cat and I asked her whether she wanted to sleep together. -he tilts his head- You're very close with Mayra, right?

ike apatow: I was very close with Mayra, yeah. Things kinda went sideways. -sighs, slinging his arms low on Orion's narrow hips- I don't think she even really likes me anymore. She thinks she's in love with me. -snorts, voice dipping lower and more rocky- Which, come to think of it, is the surefire way to not like me anymore.

Orion: -Orion regards Isaac and the way the raider's voice tumbles as he talk; slight confusion on his face- But you don't think she is. -he raises a hand, pressing the palm of it against Isaac's jaw to let his thumb trail through the other man' beard- What do you mean? That loving you is the way to not like you anymore?

ike apatow: Ahhh, don't mind me. I get maudlin at parties sometimes. The weirdest shit happens to me. -but he does owe at least a little more discussion, after bringing it up- I don't think she is actually in love with me, no. You weren't around people much, my darling, so you don't get some of the messy things that can happen when you're close to somebody. Like how you're used to a certain pattern in your life, so it creeps its way into other relationships and you don't even realize it. But the person you're sticking that pattern onto doesn't fit it, and doesn't wanna be it.

Orion: No. -Orion presses his thumb against the other man's cheekbone- I want to hear. -and Ike does; Orion listens to him intently, not breaking eye contact once as he keeps his warm hand against Isaac's jaw- I see. Did she do that? View you as part of a pattern that you weren't part of? -Orion let's his gaze wander of Isaac's face for a moment, taking in the little signs of exhaustion- Are you in love with her?

ike apatow: I'd like to think I don't fit that pattern. Some days it's hard to tell. Some days I do feel like anybody's worst bet. -thins his eyes slightly, though he's not moving from Orion's orbit- It's not constant, or anything, I don't feel down on myself all the time, it just gets me kinda wonky in the head sifting through all the things people see me as. -he almost snorts at Orion's question, but clamps it back at the last second- I'm not in love with her. I love her very much, but it's ... I dunno. In love isn't the be-all end-all when it comes to how much I care for people. I'm not in love with her the way she thinks she wants me to be, let's put it that way.

Orion: I see. -Orion leans forward, pressing his forehead against Isaac's and closing his eyes- Some people don't like you, do they? I hear others talking about you, sometimes. -raising his head again, Orion meets Isaac's gaze, carefully- What do you see yourself as?

ike apatow: Eh, people don't like me with good reason. That doesn't bother me. Mostly. Usually. -Orion's next question, though, gets Ike scowling and angling his shoulders like he might shove out of their embrace- Don't ask me shit like that. I don't come to you for therapy, Orion.

Orion: -Orion doesn't let go but eases up on his grip slightly- I'm sorry. -he says, hand dropping from Isaac's jaw to his waist- I wanted to know. I want to know things about you. And it seemed to bother you. -he shakes his head- I want to know if how you see yourself and how I see you is different.

ike apatow: -bares his teeth, still wary, but then settles with a sigh- No, don't be sorry. You can't help upsetting my tripwires sometimes. Even you. -tugs on a lock of Orion's hair, teensy white flowers scattering down- But you love me no matter what. That's the important thing, not how I see myself. I'm a million different people from one day to the next. -he snickers, even though there's no way Orion would catch the song reference, and just continues- Whatever's the most useful, that's what I am. With you, eh. I maybe don't have to be useful at all. I can just be me.

Orion: -Orion watches him carefully, tightening his grip again when Isaac seems to settle back into his arms- Alright. -he mutters and leans forward to press a kiss to Isaac's brow- I like that you're you. And that you can be that with me. -with a sigh he leans in and presses a kiss to Isaac's lips as his hand trails up the other man's back below his jacket, following the shape of his spine-

ike apatow: God, you're so fuckin' warm. My own personal space heater. Helps that you're eight stories high, leaves no inch un-warmed. -kisses back, almost a little drowsily; this room is actually fairly warm because of its location- Are you in love with anybody? I know you love me, and it's good, the way you do, I like it, I like how we do it, but ... are you? In whatever way.

Orion: -for a moment he is content, lazily kissing Isaac as their bodies warm each other; Orion keeps quiet for a few moments after the question; he remembers his talk with Lucien, about how being in love and loving somebody were different things, how you knew when you were one thing or the other, because it was different- I don't know. -he answers finally, words careful- I don't think I know what the difference is. Between being in love and loving. I... I haven't loved many people. So it's hard, understanding this.

ike apatow: Ah. Ahhh! -reaches up to run both hands along either side of Orion's head, smoothing his long brown hair against his face as he cups it- Of course! That makes sense. -gives him a few pecking kisses- Okay, so. It's like ... you love me. And you love Cat. And you love Nicki. And you love ... Ember? Lucien? The difference comes in how big that person feels in your chest, when you think about them. That's kinda how it works for me.

Orion: -Orion considers this, carefully; Isaac explanation makes sense in a way- So the person you are in love with is the person that feels the biggest inside of you? -he asks, tilting his head; he works through the people he likes in his mind, Isaac, Nicki, Ember, Lucien, his father; evaluating his feelings on them; after a moment- You feel big. Inside of me. Am I in love with you?

ike apatow: -solemnly- Yes. You are in love with me. But everyone feels it their own way. Your big might not mean, oh ... valentines and romantic dates. It might mean remembering I need socks. And telling me you like how I look when I'm shit warmed over wearing my fuckin' bifocals.

Orion: I see. -Orion is quiet again for a moment; Isaac's explanations make sense, in a way that he can understand- I don't... want a relationship. -Orion finally says; he said the same thing to Lucien before- I like being like this with you. What is between us. It's good. I don't want you to be my boyfriend. Or my husband. I don't want to be like Ijemma is with you.

ike apatow: Ohhhh-kay. Now, see, that's a good example. Because I don't know if I'm Jemma's boyfriend, or husband. Finding a word for stuff like that is ... -hisses, crinkling his nose- ...hard for me. Gets me all kinds of hot-footed and restless and looking over the horizon for that bad thing coming that I mentioned. It's good that you know what you don't want! That's great, that's fuckin' -- it's perfect, my darling. For us. And I think that's all it needs to be, is perfect for us.

Orion: I agree. It works for us. It's good. -Orion mutters, softly before leaning in and pressing another kiss to Isaac's lips, overcome with a sense of affection- Does it work for you and Ijemma too? The way you are?

ike apatow: I think so. Time will tell. I mean, people -- normal people, that is, not like you or me or Nicki -- they can say that they're okay with what I'm like, but actually being with me is a whole 'nother ballgame. But I don't wanna not ... have things because I'm scared they'll get ruined. They might get fuckin' ruined some other way anyhow, and then I'll never have had them at all.

Orion: If you have nothing, you lose nothing. -Orion says, slightly mechanically as if it were a saying he'd heard; he shakes his head- It's good. To have things. I'm glad I have you. And I hope you're glad to have me.

ike apatow: Hey, hey now, kid, what's up? -Orion normally talks formally, it's not unusual, but there's a cadence that he utilizes when he's feeling loose and comfortable and safe, one with less sharp pauses and in-draws of breath like he's doing now- Of course I'm glad to have you. What's going on up there? -smooths a hand over Orion's forehead, thumb petting between his eyebrows-

Orion: It's a saying I remembered. I said it to Lucien earlier, too. -he has plenty of sayings like that, lessons ingrained in his mind- My father used to tell me that. It brings up memories. -he leans into the touch, closing his eyes for a moment- I was in love with him, too. He felt big inside my chest, too.

ike apatow: Oh, sweetheart. Oh, my baby. -the endearments tumble out without Ike thinking them over much, and he wraps his hands around the back of Orion's head, his neck, pulling him in- I know. He meant so much to you. He was so much of your life and what shaped you, huh? Even though he didn't let you be everything that you should've been.

Orion: -he doesn't open his eyes, his breath trembling slightly as Ike pulls him in- He was. So much in my life was him. -his voice sounds pained as he opens his eyes- I miss him.

ike apatow: -for a moment, Ike can barely say anything; it feels like there's a band around his ribs, constricting at the hollowness in Orion's voice, the striations of misery and conflicted anguish over the father who'd used him and died at Orion's hand- You might always miss him. But he's gone now, honey. However you feel, whichever way it goes -- that's yours to feel. You understand what I'm saying? -he holds Orion's face still, holds his glossy gaze- It's yours. Just yours. He's not here and you are your own grown-up, fucking amazing, capable and kind and alive man. You, baby, you fuckin' made it. You survived.

Orion: -his eyes widen; he takes in a long, slow breath at Isaac's words, blinking at the head raider for a long, long while- I survived. -he breathes out, slowly, his grip on Isaac's tightening- I'm here. -he leans in, pressing a kiss to Isaac's lips, gentle, loving, full of affection and love- I'm here. With you. I made it. I- Thank you. -Orion's voice breaks down into a whisper as nuzzles against him, leaning their foreheads together- I love you. I do. I really, really do.

ike apatow: That's right. -it's a relief, to watch his words melt into Orion to that degree, that it leads the younger man to some sort of epiphany, some hope for peace when it comes to this mangled-up piece of him- Right here with me, where you belong. I love you like crazy. Don't you forget that, no matter what. -they're quiet for a while, close and kissing, and then Ike frowns slightly at the terrarium- Should we leave it here for now? Come back and get it tomorrow to take to your place?

Orion: We can leave it. Though- Do you think it will stay warm enough in here? So they don't die? -there is mild concern in his gaze as he looks at the dragonflies-

ike apatow: It's warm in here. They'll keep the heat bumped all night because of prom, we're expecting people to be in and out till the wee sma's. The early morning, that is. They'll be happy. -rubs his hand against the small of Orion's back- No dying.

Orion: Good. That's good. -he watches the dragonflies for a few moments longer, leaning up against Isaac; finally he turns and presses a kiss to the other man's temple- Do you want to get back to the party?

ike apatow: Yeah, we might as well. It's your first one, sugarpie!! You gotta get out there and enjoy yourself. -pats Orion's chest, wheeling them towards the door- Just don't get too drunk and start dancing with a lampshade on your head. Classic party move but people might actually mistake you for a lightpost.

Orion: I will try not to. -Orion nods seriously, casting one last glance at the terrarium before he makes his way out of the room-

#with: orion #c: ori003 #event:prom #child abuse mention cw

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Surprising Facts

IkeVamp suitors with an s/o who randomly says interesting facts

Characters: Leonardo Da Vinci, Isaac Newton, Arthur Conan Doyle, Le Comte de Saint-Germain, Johann Georg Faust

Warnings: maybe ooc since I don't know their personalities well, bad English (?), some facts may be a little disturbing (Isaac's part), gn!reader/fem!reader.

Notes: hello~! It's great to write again! I hope you're all taking care. This is the first time I write anything that has to do with the Ikemen series, so I hope you like it (╥﹏╥). Also, this is a tiny bit too much inspired by things I say to my friends and family so enjoy this little random facts I know, te-hee~.

Leonardo Da Vinci

"Did you know that Samuel Morse, the creator of the telegraph and Morse code ran for mayor of New York, but was against Catholics and immigrants?"

"I beg your pardon?"

It's really fun to have them around, though he sometimes doesn't understand some of the facts they throw at him and asks them to explain.

He learns more about future events through their random facts than asking the other residents.

He gets caught off guard by some of the facts his s/o throws at him though.

"Nutmeg is a hallucinogen."

Sometimes tries to ask them things that he thinks may be difficult for them to know, but he always fails.

"Actually, Sudan has more pyramids than any other country in the world."

His s/o never fails to impress him and he loves that.

They’re just cute darlings full of knowledge! They’re pretty and smart!

Secretly wishes to surprise his s/o with something they don't know.

Perhaps his unconditional love for them.

"And did you know, tesoro, that I love you dearly?"

I'm sure they didn't know that one, did they?

Isaac Newton

"Did you know the human stomach can dissolve razor blades?"

"Y/N, please, PLEASE stop with the creepy information."

Look, he's glad they’re drenched in information, but WHY do they choose to tell him the creepy ones?

He knows some of the facts his s/o tells him, others are more modern so he asks them information about it.

But when it comes to the creepy ones...

"Acids can dissolve a body more completely than lye, liquefying even the bones and teeth."

"And why do you need this information?!"

Let's face it, it's a bit weird that they know that, but they’re full of information!

Although they always have one or two that make him smile.

"Did you know the world's longest marriage lasted 86 years?"

Isaac looked up at his s/o with intrigue.

"Why don't we break the record?" they smiled at him and laughed when they noticed his cheeks blush.

Arthur Conan Doyle

"There are four law books bound in human skin at the Harvard University Library."

"Bound in what?!"

It feels like a competition.

He wants to outsmart them in saying something they don't know, but never finds anything.

"Video cameras were invented in 1891."

"Mmm that was the movie camera called Kinetograph, but in 1888 Louis Le Prince invented a single-lens camera that created the first and oldest motion video in existence."

"Bloody hell, Y/N!"

Don't worry, there is one thing he can do that leaves them with no answer.

And that is at flirting.

"You may be a little know-it-all, but you're still my cute dove, aren't you?" he chuckles. "Oh yes, I always win in the game of seduction."

Always uses the little random facts they give him on books.

Like that one time when his s/o told him that hydrogen peroxide dissolves blood!

Comte de Saint-Germain

Let's be clear, this man knows quite a lot thanks to his time travels.

But that doesn't stop his s/o from saying a thing or two.

"It's interesting how people often paint you as a time traveler and an immortal being without knowing they're right. Isn't it ironic?"

Asks more about future events like wars that are soon to come or any type of information that calls his attention.

"In your time, which is the most famous book?"

"Currently the Bible. It's the most recognizable and famous book that has ever been published."

He always has this soft smile whenever they tell him anything out of the blue, either because of amusement or because he loves how they smile whenever they tell him any random fact.

It's adorable to say the least, and he will make sure to always make them feel proud of their knowledge.

"Ma chèrie is very smart and knowledgeable. I sure am a lucky man, aren't I?"

Johann Georg Faust

Let's be for real, he's a smart ass.

He knows quite a lot about alchemy and other stuff.

But what about modern stuff?

"You know, I wanted to watch the play that goes by your name. I read it though! Very tragic indeed."

"What are you talking about?"

Yeah, yeah, he’s smart and stuff.

Really cool.

But his face when they tell him something he doesn’t know?!

Priceless.

Even if he does know, he’s more surprised on the fact that his s/o knows that type of stuff.

For example:

“Did you know that injecting 35% hydrogen peroxide can cause inflammation of the blood vessels at the injection site? The oxygen bubbles that block flood flow and lead to gas embolisms, leading to the destruction of red blood cells.”

“May I know why you know this information?”

Secretly likes it. I mean after all, his s/o isn’t just some pretty face.

Doesn’t stop him from teasing you though.

“Your knowledge won’t help you get away from me now will it? Hm, thought so. Now come here before I make you regret it.”

Will make a quiz full of questions regarding history out of spite.

They pass flawlessly. (Yeah, just with random facts from the internet. Leave me alone, I did that once.)

“You are proficient with your little data. Well, I can't expect less from my partner.”

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