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cherriesradio · 4 years ago

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Valentines Day with Class 1-A

Monday

(Very long post, pure, tooth root, fluff)

(Divided by main groups)

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, very much unedited

Dekusquad

Deku

He gently wakes you up by kissing your cheek and shaking you a bit, giggling.

“Wake up sleepyhead. I already made breakfast, your favorite.” He says, with a gentle smile as you turn over and get up for the day.

He takes you to the park. A place you two would take walks at almost every day, whenever Deku had free time from being the number one hero.

He picks flowers off the ground, pulling gently on your shirt to get your attention. When you turn around to him he puts the colorful flowers into your hair, giggling when you pull some out and put them in his.

Then the local boba shop, the one you two would save up for and get boba every week back in high school.

He laughed when you said you two should both get strawberry ones, “because, ya know, Valentines, pink, pink and valentine????”

You would share silly memories of whenever you two would invite others to go. Like when you invited the whole Bakusquad and Bakugo almost set the whole place on fire.

He would end the day by going to the very roof top he learned All Might’s secret. He knew the view wasn’t great, and that you didn’t have much sentimental value to it even though you knew, but it was similar to you.

How it was a part of changing his life for the better, how every time he walked by it he got a little bit happier, how it reminded him of a time he was weak and how much he has improved. It made him feel powerful and like he could do anything some how, and so did you.

He leans over while holding your hand and kisses you softly, a small satisfyed “hmp” coming form your throat

Asui Tsuyu

You woke her up. You wanted to make her breakfast, but also knew how much she loved making breakfast along with you.

Once you dragged her out of bed, she woke right up by you splashing down freezing water in her face. You quickly planted millions of kisses on her face, “to warm you back up! All the cold blood, and all!”

She much preferred to stay at home, but wanted to go out some place fancy for the special day.

About two days ago she reserved a spot at a restaurant that had a frog pond and a fountain, that was outside yet felt warm apart from the cold night air.

For most of the day you stayed inside, cuddling and watching movies. Most were romace comdeys that probably no ones else knew existed.

You two face times the rest of the Dekusquad, since everyone was in differing parts of Japan.

Luckily Deku and Ochako lived pretty close by, so you two figured it would be fun to go to the restaurant with them. A double date, which you had loved since the first one back in your UA days.

You two, begrudgingly, changed out of your pj’s and changed into fancy-jet, more appointments clothing.

It made you so happy seeing the large grin on her face and glow in her eyes as she saw you in your dress/ suit/ whatever fancy wear.

You two hopped out of the car, deciding to park a little far since you two hadn’t been out of the house all day, therefore didn’t get any exercise. So, why not get a few calories off from the whole pack of oreos you ate while watching Mean Girls?

Then when you are finally there, at your seats, waited for Deku and Ochako. Saying inside jokes, poking each other’s sides and holding in giggles among with the many other couples.

When they finally arrived, five minutes late because Deku had to remind his agency that he was having the day off, ordered.

You and a great time, sharing laughs and how your life’s have been lately.

When you got home around 10 o’clock, you slept the rest of the night trying to sleep.

But as normal, you made werid noises to make the otehr giggle, keeping them up, both of you being asleep by two in the morning after giving up and looking at YouTube for a hour before falling asleep.

Ochako

You had decided to spend Valentines with her parents. You hadn’t seen each other in a while and found that it would be nice, especially because of how much Ochako values family.

They are so kind when you two walk in the door with the biggest grins and with a warm, comforting arua seemingly circulating you.

They offer food and little gifts but you deny all of them, knowing they can barely afford giving gifts with how their company is still small.

You two use your hero money and go out and buy them furniture, and clothes, and food, and everything they could ever need for months.

They are so grateful and can’t believe their little Ochako grew up to be as amazing as she is, with a loving, responsible lover by her side at all times.

That night when you get back home, you share stories you and surely already told about your childhoods and how much you love your family’s, biological or not.

Iida

He wakes you up accidentally, he was doing all the paper work he had for the day in the morning so he could spend the majority of the day with you.

The speedy scratch of the pencil on his paper woke you up, whispering in a low morning voice “Tenya, dear? Your already awake?”

He turned in his office chair, a small smile on his face seeing your droopy eye lids and messy hair.

“Yes, love. I wanted to do all the work I had so I can spend time with you. Like how I did all my school work before you came to my dorm back in UA.” He smiled, you smiling right back.

“Alright, I’ll go make breakfast. Oatmeal or pancakes?” “Eh, it’s Valentine’s. Let’s go with pancakes for once.”

He put his head on your shoulder as he hugged you from behind, you flipping the pancakes messily, most landing folded in half.

When both of you were ready and had gotten out of your sleepy states, you went to walk around the city.

You brought your wallets. You visited a indoor petting zoo first. All the goats were weirdly fluffy and soft, and you brushed at the sheep’s fur in awe. He told you tons of facts that you wouldn’t ever normally learn, like how sheep actually need to have their wool taken off or else their overheat.

Then you went a few more blocks down and found a nice smaller library, with a cottage core aesthetic.

You walked in, quickly grated by the friendly old lady at the check out, and waved.

You two spent hours sitting, researching random things you never knew you needed to know.

You would occasionally tap the otehr shoulder to show them a good piece of writing, or something interesting.

After a few hours you went back how with him carrying you, both of you tired from walking all day.

You went home and spent the rest of the night watching documentaries, some that were funny and dumb but some that were smart and made you want to watch it again and again.

You went to bed, both facing each otehr with your arms wrapped around his neck and his around your chest.

Todoroki

Both of you accidentally wake up. He was being the big spoon, and in his sleep he accidentally used his quirk (due to his usual nightmares) and made you just a tab (WAY) to hot. You shrieked and woke him up.

You two giggled, finding that the other was awake. He quickly used his quirk and made the hot spot feel colder, but not to cold. And you told him that everything will be alright, that his nightmares aren’t real anymore. They will never be again.

You jokingly said you should do the thing where you cook on his left side like you did most mornings in UA, and he seriously said “sure”

Of course they tasted horrible because of his sweat and you two had to have an emergency trip to the grocery and got chocolate chip muffins

And of course got distracted and got a ton of other sweets as well

You spent pretty much the whole day in, goofing around, having hour long calls with friends, watching movies, cuddling, anything else you would do on a rainy Valentines Day

And of course, you had to go on Amazon and buy way to much with endeavors credit card that you went on a adventure to steal a few weeks ago and having been saving for a special occasion

As you were in the middle of a puzzle together, the rain calmed down a bit

“Hey, hey, love?” He gently grabbed your wrist in the middle of moving a corner piece

“Yes, darling?” You said, slightly surprised

“Can you and I go out for a second? I wanna try something.” You could resist and said yes, the glow in his eyes was to much to not say yes.

He grabbed an umbrella form the garage and pulled you under as you walked out, softly smiling as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

He brought you to the end of your driveway, righ next to the small garden you two had planted mostly out of boredom

He pulled you close and gently kissed your lips, softly. He let it last longer then his normal mere seconds long pecks, allowing it to last for what was probably half a minute, and pulled away

“Is that all we came out here for?” You titled your head to the side, cocking an eyebrow

“Yes.” He brightly smiled. “I read somewhere that kissing someone in the rain is romantic. And if it’s at night, or as it is right now late afternoon, it’s extra romantic.”

You giggle at his attempt of romance, which did work. How he got to doing it was odd, but that was how he found out about most romantic things.

Bakusquad

Bakugo

He definitely woke you up. He was ecstatic about the day, having big plans (*insert Kenny face*)

“SUKI WHAT THE HELL ITS FIVE IN THE MORNING WHY DO I NEED TO GET UP” “JUST GET UP I HAVE BIG PLANS OKAY GET UP OR ILL DRAG YOU” “JESUS”

He did drags you out, sadly (he drags real hard)

He then throws you on the couch while putting one of your favorite movies, and goes to make bacon eggs and pancakes

You eat, sitting inbetween his legs leaning onto him and watch the movie, maybe a few more until most normal people would be up

He occasionally title your head back so he can kiss your forehead, hair kisses feel werid on his lips

He gets the whole Bakusquad together, surprising everyone but they good

They all come to your house and Bakugo’s all “okay now we’re gonna go to the mall let’s go”

And he buys you literally everything

You can glance at it with the tinyest bit if interest and he’ll buy it

Then you all go for frozen yogurt and it’s good but you get a Brian freeze

And as probably the only in character thing he did all day, he made fun of you for it

Everyone goes home, thanking you two for the good Valentine’s Day

You two go to UA, right in front of the closed building (it’s a weekend, only the employees would be there)

You two remember how you first meet here, how you bumped into him while talking to a friend, and he was ready to yell at you, but he was to star struck by how beautiful you were to say a word.

He blushed

He asks you to turn around

You think it’s just something he secretly bought you back at the mall while you weren’t looking

It wasn’t

“Y/n, you can turn around now.”

You turn around back to him, and at first see how the sunset is perfectly on him, making him look better then ever

Then you notice his pose, his sweet yet needy expression, his hands… what he’s holding

“Will… will you marry me?”

You cover your mouth, quickly collapsing into a tight hug around his shoulders, kissing his cheek

“Yes, stupid! Of course, Jesus, I’ll gonna beat you up as soon as we get home! I love you so much!”

He laughs at how your words don’t match whatsoever

He kisses you passionately, glad that he asked Kirishima to secretly take a video ;)

Kirishima

He was so excited. He tried so hard not to wake you up, but the light sizzling woke you.

You woke up and walked into your kitchen. There stood Bakugo and Kirishima, Bakugo teaching Kirishima how to cook something. Bacon, maybe?

“No, shitty hair, you gotta flip it when the sizzlings a “ssss”, not a “zzzzzz” Bakugo stupidly said

“Kiri? Bakugo?” You said, rubbing your tried eyes, still in one of the large collection of stolen shirts, looking like a huge mess

“Hey dumba-“ “Mornin’, Pebble!”

Kirishima made Bakugo help him make you breakfast, like before, eggs bacon and pancakes. He added a large amount of butter to grease the pan, so they were extra good.

You smiled and waxed to Bakugo as he walked out, just barely seeing him have a small smile at how happy Kirishima and you, two of his best friends, were together

After breakfast you had one of your normal “concerts” where you scream-sing to recent songs you’ve taken a liking to, recently being more trendy songs like “driver’s license” “snowman” and some more odd ones like “Hadal Ahbek” and “good at loving you”

You then go to every dog cafe and cat cafe you can run/walk to, each of you loving the bright and happy look on the others face seeing all the cute animals

You run alariund town, seeing and talking to other couples who honestly kinda envy how helathy and great your relationship is

At late noon you two went back to your apartment

You took a shower together cause you were both sweaty and smelly from running so much and the dog smell wore off on you

He loves when you help wash his hair, wcshing it from the front and kissing his forehead every once and a while

You two get out and change, wearing a shark and dog onsie because your amazing people

You have the dinners night you could ever have

Having adventure time aka the show that you and rewtcahed a thousand time playing softly in the background, tickling each other, giggling at weither or not the neighbors could hear, prank calling the Bakusquad, trying to make a good looking cake, failing bust at least it tasted good?

Overall the best night in you could have after a dog and running filled day

Mina

She wakes you up, a happy grin on her face because she knows you planned something; because you always talk about how you want to pay her back for being so good to you

She’s clearly excited and you grin, some how bigger than her, happy to see her so excited already

You lift yourself from bed, quickly covering her face in kisses before getting up and ordering Uber eats for breakfast

You took her to her favorite shop, a small known one right on the corner of a safe street, only having a villain go through every couple of months, if at all

It was a nice shop, being something that. Colorful animal prints, pro hero merch, etc…

It somehow even played her favorite songs, which isn’t as surprising as it should be because she usually listened to normal, trendy songs

You two bought what felt like the whole store, then went back home to have a good old fashioned at home fashion show

You giggle and laugh, at some point falling on the floor because of how she tried to make you laugh.

You stayed inside and goofed around for the rest of the day, which honestly wasn’t to long.

Around eight you gently tugged in her wrist. “Yeah honeybun? What’s up?” She said, still having a large smile plastered on her face

“Come outside with me for a second, okay? And let me cover your eyes!” You grin, her quickly nodding a yes.

You walk outside of the house, stopping right in front of the fence lining your yard.

You take your hands off her eyes, smiling at her loud gasp.

All of class 1-A, together, for the first time since you graduated. Of course there had been many times you tried to get everyone together again. But with how almost all of the class was in the top 50 hero’s, having Todorki Bakugo and Deku being the top three, Mineta being the only one not in the top 100, it was difficult.

“Y/n! I can’t believe you! This is amazing!”

She turns and hugs you, quickly going back and running towards the others, giving them all giant hugs and chanting how much she missed having them all together.

The class played board and video games, tackled each other, and drew faces on whoever fell asleep for the rest of the night.

They all slept at yours, it was a lucky barrels everyone could fit.

Before you two, the last ones awake, went to bed she turned you to her and kissed you.

“Thank you. This is better then I could’ve imagined. I love you so much, and I’m so glad Im going to spend the rest of my life with you.”

Denki

You both woke on your own pretty much at the same time, Deki accidentally hitting you with his forearm when he moved to sit up.

You laugh, making him make breakaways for punishment. He, knowing you were still in bed and would probably prefer it over his crappy cooking, went out and got donuts

You did like it more then his *unexperienced* cooking

You were still pretty sleepy during and after breakfast, so he gave you the usually little shook to wake you up.

He goes to work because he was unlucky enough to be stuck on duty on VALENTINES DAY

but, he still wanted fro show you how much he loved you even when he was gone, so the night before you left tons of silly love notes around the house.

As you cleaned the house because it had been drover since your last off day to, you found notes around the house

Stupid stuff like “Love, you make my knees weak arms spaghetti” and “Do you believe in love at first sight? If not I need to walk by you again”

It made you laugh and blush, then continue to your normal cleaning

Once he got home, he looked tired and annoyed

“Babe you wouldn’t believe how sucky the boss was today-“ He started, ready for one of his normal rants. You pull his face down, kissing his forehead.

You hugged him tightly, running your hands through his hair. “I’m sorry. ‘Bout this, I missed you all day. Those notes were funny, and sweet. Thank you.”

He instantly melted to you, burying his head in your neck and mumbling a quick “it’s okay, I really like it…”

His breath was hot on your skin, and… oh god he fell asleep

You carried him to the couch, took his shoes off, blanket… the shebang

You made dinner quickly, not wanting to wake him or make him anywhere he could get annoyed again

Once all of dinner was ready and just needed to cool a bit, you tapped his shoulder to wake him up. He’s such a light sleeper.

“Huh? Sparky? What… where am I? Wasn’t I… wasn’t I being all, ya know, in love with you?” He said, face squished up on a throw pillow.

You chuckle. “Yeah, you fell asleep so I put you on the couch. Dinners cooling off, so yeah.”

He smiled up at you and got up, full of energy from the good nap. He sprung up and kissed your cheek as he walk-ran to the counter, wanting to find what you made

“My favorite!” He cheered with a large smile. “You remember everything! You most love me so much.”

“I do. And you love me lots as well.” You said, sitting on the counter.

You ate dinner like that, you sitting on the counter and him standing, probably talking to you even with a mouth full.

You two decided to go out by night, since you spent the whole day at home or work.

You go to bar but everyone is extremely drunk, so figure it’s best not to

You then go to a all-times Walmart, deciding tonight was a time to be crackheads

They take some carts and ride around the parking lot, inviting Kirishima and Sero to come be weirdos

They come in like 2 seconds

“YOOOOO CARTS” “CARTS MAN”

That’s my Ted Talk

Sero

He wakes you up by hanging off the ceiling, and tapping your back

“Huh? Oh, spidey.” You laugh, hopping off the bed as he sways on his tape.

“Was that a good aka up call, sweetheart?” He said s with a cheeky grin

“Yes, stupid.” You ruffle up his hair and go to brush your teeth, now used to not eating breakfast because neither does Sero

( worry he didn’t make you stop, you just got out of the habit stemming from him)

He kissed your cheek as he went off to water your small flower garden handing on the apartment balcony.

Once he came back, you two watched a few romance comedies and tried to find out what in the world you neared to do that day.

“Maybe… oh, we havnt gonna roller shaking in a while?” (I headcanon that Sero likes roller skating lol)

“That’s sound great. Maybe invite the gang? Or would you rather it just be us?” You tutored your head, away from the characters you didn’t really care for because neither of them were that good. At least the bad people go together.

“No, going with the gang sounds great! I’ll go call them and see if they’re free!” He said, climbing out of the nest you had made around you two.

When you got there most of the group was already there, everyone else coming only minutes after you.

You have a great time exhausting yourselves, Sero pulling you around with his tape, you using your quirk to go faster, and generally goofing around.

Once you get back to your shared apartment, your both tired out and ready to cuddle while on the edge of sleep, watching random shows on Netflix.

And you did just that, Sero just barely staying awake enough to turn the tv off right before he fell asleep.

Extra’s (aka ones that a simp for that are rarer)

Aoyama

He ADORES valentine day

He goes all out, the most cliche thing you could imagine

Chocolate, overly expensive roses, cards, the whole shebang

Ojiro

It’s not the biggest thing for him

Like, he loves you everyday and wants to express that everyday, why reserve one day for doing it but being extra with it?

Kinda just takes the day off and does the normal, but the whole day sorta thing

Like, take a walk, cooking together, cuddle a bit, normal stuff

Kouda

He tries his best

He thinks that the classic “be publicly affect, give lots of gifts” kinda thing

But he doesn’t like (aka has a burning hate) for pda

They say it’s fine that he doenst want to go out, and that they can stay in all day

Fin.

#mha #bnha #mha valentines #mha x reader #deku x reader #ochako x reader #tenya x reader #bakugo x reader #todorki x reader #denki x reader #sero hanta

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obeymeshallwedate-latinplayer · 4 years ago

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Tamales. Gn!Mc

Happy Hollydays!!!

Well let´s have a feedback of what are tamales, maybe a lot of you have heard about it!! From the nahuatl word: Tamallis, that means: wrapped, since the colony the tamal started to make a big evolution and taste even better! with cooked corn dough wrapped in leaves of the cob or of the same corn plant, banana, bijao, maguey, avocado or even aluminum foil or plastic. And all of them are in the same pot so they can steam (We do not recomend the foil or plastic one.) It can be sweet or salty, it depends on you and how you like it, maybe with veggies, meat or even pastry cream! A lot of latin families in every part of the world usually have a tamal for christmas! After a good back story Shall we start?

[All the brothers are caught out to help for the dinner]

Lucifer:

Again with Vicente Fernández? Mc, I already told you that if you want my attention you just need to ask for it.

Cook with you? Sure let´s do it... Wait is for the christmas eve and christmas? You are so werid. Isn´t that pot quite big? Did you asked Lord Diavolo and Barbatos to search for it?

He does not like to have his hands sticky with the corn dough, he even tried to run away when you asked him to help you out.

He is in duty of wrapping them, after all he has expirience wrapping Mammon into the celling.

Mammon.

At first he refuses to help you out, but after warching your beautiful puppy eyes he helped you, he was actually the very first to help you.

In secret he is fan of Vicente Fernández, so after a few songs he started to feel that he was home.

He is in duty of knead the dough, even if he doesn´t like it, he is happy to help you out if you paraise him constantly.

He might even start a tamal business in the Devildom.

Leviathan

He does not like christmas, well maybe he only likes it for the events in his games, and the presents and discounts in the things he want.

After actually begging him to help out, and giving him a Ruri chan appron he will gladdly help you out.

He laughs at Asmo while he is being yelled. He is in dough coloring, the sweet ones are pink?! And they can have raisins or cream?! You humans are so werid.

What is a guajolota?!

Satan.

Like in the novela of *Beeeeeeep* (Sorry Satan, you can´t say it, it´s a spoiler for the next headcannon) He is so into, He even read a book on “How to make tamales if you are a demon?” and “Tamales 101″

Those books were burnt by Mc, when they saw all the fallacies.

He is in duty of the Arroz con leche and the champurrado. He is a happy demon after you explain everything to him!

He is making the best drinks for you, he even undertsood the cornstarch would help him out.

Asmo.

Just like Lucifer he doesn´t like to have sticky hands, or even hands full of oil not today Mc, but maybe tomorrow.

He saw them in Devilgram and he screamed, you obviously yelled at him that those were not tamales, how does that demon even dare to present it? Someone that grabs you because you are on fire, and ready to kick some demon ass.

He is in duty of puting the tamales in the pot, they are like babies, MC!!! Let´s make more of them pleasee!!!

He takes tons of photos for his fans, and he even made his fans cursed the demon that made you mad.

Beel.

Are you doing tamales?! Happy baby boi. He is the one that smelled at first, he needs to taste them.

Search for banana leaves? No problem he will find them! Searching for corn leaves? No worries he knows a guy that knows a guy that will give them to him.

He is the muscle in the opperation tamales for tomorrow, One thousand tamales in three large pots? He can lift them without problems.

He eats and eats, and he does not even have a bite of the dough or fillings, he is a good boi.

Belphie.

He tries to help you with Beel but after watching that he is not even eating the dough or the fillings he is helping you to make the Tortas and bolillos.

Just for Beel he is helping, as twins he can feel when Beel is so hungry or he have some food cravings.

He needs his twin to help him knead the dough, Beel broke the table. But it was worth it.

He sleeps while the tortas and bolillos are ready, after that and after the tamales are ready he feels sick, Beel ate too much.

Diavolo:

I´ll find the pot even if is the last thing I do. Mood.

He is over the roof of happines, he even helps you with the flavours, and the things you need.

Barbatos Mc! Needs human food and their grandmother, please go for them!!!

He will eat every type of tamal and he will make a festive day for them.

Barbatos.

My lord I can´t bring Mc grandma, she is with their family and her house seems to me like a war filled.

He will go for all the ingredients, and will help Satan with the atole and arroz con leche.

Yes my lord, we will have a festive day for this, no my lord you may not eat tamales your whole life.

He liked the mole ones.

Luke.

Move aside demons! I Luke, and Barbatos will make the pastry cream for the sweet ones.

Baby angel tried to help Beel kneald the dough, fails in the action.

Mc, is scolding everyone in the room for not watching Luke, they got their mood from their mother.

He is shocked from Mc´s hability to using a flip flop like a mortal weapon (If someones now how to draw please draw this scene and tag me on pleasseee!!!)

Simeon.

He is helping with the wrapping, and he is happy!

Not even him could ran away from Mc´s furious and he got a chanclazo. Not even the celestial war punches hurted him as that flip flop did.

He takes the bolillos and tortas out of the oven and have an splendind dinner with the demons, his grandson and even you.

He will write about this expirience in his new book “How to survive with a Latin Mc!”

Solomon.

GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN IN THIS INSTANT!

He can´t touch the food nor breath near them, he is with Asmo making a curse into the demon and theri miserably idea of tamales.

He eats along with all of you, but after this he will make some by his own.

He likes the idea, he will make potions with the form of a tamal.

New Character?! Or is this de MC?! it´s the MC.

They had a crisis every single minute of the day.

Let´s learn some Spanish:

Tortas: Bread

Bolillos: Bolillo, white bread, loaf or French bread is, in Mexico and Central America, an inexpensive and quite popular type of bread made with wheat flour, which is not considered sweet. It is about six inches long and has an oval shape with a longitudinal cut at the top, on the outside it is golden and crisp, on the inside it is white and soft, this part is known as a migajón. Bolillo is similar to French bread. With it, the molletes and Mexican cakes are prepared

Arroz con leche: Rice with milk, it may be a dessert or a drink.

Champurrado: Champurrado is a typical Mexican preparation of atole, made from crushed corn dough, dark chocolate and water with cinnamon, boiled until thick. It is usually served with another typical Mexican dish, tamales.

Guajolota: Is a torta or bolillo with the insides of a tamal and you might find them in tamales carts, if you come to Mexico, I recommend you eating them in the CDMX or in the capital of the country.

Mole: The term mole refers to various types of highly seasoned Mexican sauces made mainly from chili peppers and spices, and which are thickened with corn dough, tortilla or bread; it also refers to the same meat or vegetable stews that are often made with these thick sauces.

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dyavania · 5 years ago

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Hey! I love your writing and I wanted to ask for a request with Alucard/ Black Reader who's a witch and after a small but heated argument they switch bodies it can be angsty and fluffy lol I know its werid request but I think it would be interesting!

Aaaand here you go! I don’t know if you had something specific in mind but I hope you’ll enjoy the result, this was very interesting to write!

“You’re here again.”

You jumped at the vampire’s voice, and turned around cautiously. Adrian Tepes, mostly known as Alucard, was staring at you, arms folded against his chest, and he didn’t seem too pleased to see you. You did your best to give a nonchalant shrug in reply. Never let them know you’re scared.

“What can I say, the security isn’t great.”

He frowned and you gave him a sugary smile, watching him carefully. Your hand was still on the book you had been reading, but you were ready to act, should you need to.

“I told you not to come here anymore.”

“You’re sitting on a basically endless well of knowledge,” you argued. “Knowledge I happen to need.”

“Knowledge on how to kill vampires. You can probably figure out why I’m not too keen on letting you roam around freely in the Belmont library.”

“You don’t need to worry about that. If you don’t come after me, I won’t come after you.”

He growled lowly, lips curling up to reveal his fangs, and you tensed. Fire was starting to burn under your skin, but you really hoped you wouldn’t have to use your magic. You were still learning how to use it, and there had already been a couple of unfortunate events. It didn’t help that you didn’t have a mentor. That was how the talent was taught, in your family, mother teaching daughter.

Only you weren’t with your mother. Still, you needed to make it home and judging your chances of survival pretty low with such limited powers, you had decided to find a way to learn. The stories about the Belmont library had been a blessing. You’d ignored the parts about the vampire guarding it — you just wanted to learn how to use your powers and, ideally, a location spell as well as a transportation spell. So you would finally be able to go home.

“Don’t do that,” you hissed.

Vampires. The ones who’d separated you from your mother had been vampires too. Wanted a witch. They’d overestimated your control over your powers — or perhaps underestimated them.

You’d burnt their castle to the ground.

“Then get out,” he ordered, taking a step towards you.

“I told you, I need to find out more!”

There was an edge of desperation in your voice, and he hesitated for a second, until something hardened in his eyes.

He didn’t give his help as easily as he once did.

“I said out,” he snarled, walking towards you threateningly.

You didn’t think. You screamed, throwing your hands in front of you, willing the power to get out of you. You didn’t want to kill him, but you also weren’t going to let him hurt you.

Lightning shot out of your hands, flying towards him at full speed, and then suddenly there was a sword in front of you, deflecting it. You winced at the sound of broken glass when it crashed into a cabinet, and you were about to apologize — yeah, you were the one who’d just shot it, but still — when smoke started invading the library. You heard him curse, and then he grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the exit. This time, you followed.

“This might be dangerous,” he said through gritted teeth. “Try not to breathe too much of it.”

You obeyed, rolling your eyes discreetly. Easy to say for a vampire perhaps, but you had no choice but to inhale some.

By the time you got to the lift, there was smoke everywhere and you couldn’t see anything. Coughing and choking, you only focused on his hand in yours as the platform started to move. You both ran out the second you were at the top, and there were long minutes while you tried to catch your breath. You were the first to do so, and you turned around, horribly embarrassed, to apologize.

And then you froze.

The girl who was facing you, the girl with the dark skin, with the black curls surrounding her face, she was familiar.

She was familiar because she was you.

When she looked up and you met her large, brown eyes, you saw them widen, and it was only then that you lifted your hand in front of you. You saw large hands, long fingers, white skin, nails that almost looked like claws — yours were always cut short. The girl — you — was doing the same, examining her much smaller, black hands, looking at her pale palms, and seemingly testing how sharp the nails were on the skin of her fingers.

“What did you do?” she asked, and it was your voice, but it didn’t sound right. The intonation was strangely even for you, and it seemed deeper than how you usually talked. She frowned at the sound.

“I didn’t do anything,” you protested, and this time it sounded somewhat like you, except that it was a man’s voice. Alucard’s voice.

“It has to be that smoke,” she — he — sighed, running his fingers through his hair in a gesture you would never have done. “Why would the Belmonts even have that?”

That question was far from your concerns for the moment.

“How do we undo it?” you asked, worried.

Alucard’s eyes met yours, and you saw worry shining in them.

Well. It looked like you were fucked.

The days that followed were strange ones. The two of you didn’t exactly discuss the situation, but you did tolerate each other. He begrudgingly offered you a room in the castle, presumably to be able to keep eyes on his body, and you took it gratefully. Outside of sleep, neither of you wasted a minute of your day. Virtually every second was spent looking for a solution.

Alucard seemed on edge whenever you were near. You’d never been that jumpy. Careful, sure, but not to that point though, as you realized slowly, he had to be confused by the loss of his senses. He turned out to be extremely sensitive. To everything, it seemed. Light, noises, smells… Everything was almost too much for you, and you could only imagine what it was like to have always had that and to suddenly lose it.

Still, you didn’t think it justified the way he acted around you.

“Hey, I’m not going to— eat you or something,” you finally told him. “I know vampires need blood, but it’s not like you make me… hungry or anything.”

Alucard sighed. He did that a lot, but you didn’t, and you often found yourself surprised by the movement. It didn’t seem like something your body did.

“That’s because I don’t drink blood.”

The intonation was another thing you just weren’t getting used to. He made everything sound so even, almost dull, and you were sure his voice was lower than how you usually spoke. He was probably feeling the same you about you, though.

“Then why are you so scared of me?”

He seemed conflicted for a second, before he put the book back in the shelf. He had to look up at you, and you realized how small he seemed to be. Well, you seemed to be. You assumed it could be perceived as threatening, but you had never been scared of him. You had always been able to lean on your powers.

“I’m… not,” he said slowly. “But humans have tried to kill me before. Humans who said they wanted to know more about killing vampires. Now, I wouldn’t be able to give you much trouble. Your body is not trained for fighting and I don’t know how to use your magic. You’re faster, stronger… It would be easy.”

Of course, you wouldn’t want to hurt your own body, but that wasn’t what you wanted to underline now. His tone now, the way he spoke… You knew how it felt. To be a prey for people who are stronger than you.

“I’m not a killer,” you said very softly. “I never had any intention of doing that to you.”

His lips curved into the saddest smile you’d ever seen.

“That’s exactly what you would say if you did intend to kill me.”

As you didn’t find anything, researches slowed down gradually. You weren’t even looking for your own spells anymore, though you had made a small pile of books that seemed interesting for that. You didn’t see yourself going home with that body, and you doubted Alucard wanted to be stuck with yours anyway.

So, on a particularly sunny day, you found yourself laying in the grass, eyes closed, just enjoying the sensations. Alucard’s body was very sensitive, and it could be annoying, but in such a moment, it was extremely pleasant. You stayed there for a long time, until a shadow was projected on your face.

When your eyes opened, you found him over you. Well, yourself, though the distinction was blurring. He was smiling, and the sight was pleasant, though unusual for him.

“You’re turning red,” he informed you.

You pushed yourself up and stretched. Moving your hands over the skin of your cheeks, you found it hot and a little painful, and you groaned in annoyance. It had happened before, but you disliked the sensation, and you disliked even more than you could only stay in the sun for such a short time before it happened.

One more reason why you couldn’t bring that body back home.

“What are you looking for?” he asked.

You shot him a surprised look.

“In the Belmont library. You keep putting books on the side.”

There was probably no harm in telling him now, after all.

“Localization and transportation spells,” you replied. “I’m trying to go back home.”

“You’re not from here.”

You shook your head, but didn’t expand on it.

“I’ll help you.”

“Really?”

Again with the sad smile.

“Really.”

You settled in a comfortable routine. You searched for spells and studied them, while still looking for informations on that mysterious smoke, but either the Belmonts themselves didn’t know anything about it, or it was really well hidden. After a week, you braided Alucard’s hair. He clearly didn’t know how to take care of it, and it was starting to worry you. It was your hair, technically, even if you were seriously starting to despair ever getting them back.

After you did that, Alucard insisted on brushing your hair, and you didn’t see a reason not to let him. He was extremely gentle, much more than you, and you found yourself really appreciating those moments.

The two of you started talking. At first, you were both keeping your cards close to your chest, but you finally relaxed. It wasn’t like there was much you could do anyway. Given the nature of your situation, it was probably better if you trusted each other. You both had something that was very, very precious for the other. Their body.

He asked you to call him Adrian, and you complied. Not only were you starting to understand him better, but he’d also told you about the history behind that name, and you could see why he didn’t want to be reminded of it anymore.

You got used to the vampiric speed and strength after a few incidents. The height was a lot more complicated though. You kept bumping into things, and it made you particularly thankful that everything was so big in the castle. Adrian often glared at you when you went at full speed through the library, or used it to surprise him, but the glare was quickly replaced by smiles and, soon enough, laughs.

It was nice, to hear him laugh, even if it was with your voice.

Adrian struggled with your magic, but he seemed to get it under control quickly, though he couldn’t quite use it. The only issues you ever had took place on the nights when he got nightmares. Since neither of you wanted to die in a fire, you worked out ways for him to make water, so he’d at least be able to put it out, if needed. He dismissed your attempts at talking about the nightmares, and you dropped it.

Then one day, as you were going down to the Belmont library after a nice meal he’d made for the two of you, the lift got stuck. Suddenly, you were both stuck mid-air, without a way out.

“I can probably jump high enough to get us out up there, but…” you started slowly, trying to work out a plan.

“…and I can probably get a gush of air to push us on the side, but…”

Adrian and you exchanged a glance. This meant trusting each other. Really trusting each other, as in, potentially putting your life in his hands.

As far as you were concerned, your decision was made.

You extended a hand to him, and he took it carefully, walking closer to you, until you could wrap an arm around his waist. When you did, you noticed him rubbing his nose, and that almost had you chuckling. You body didn’t blush like his, but when your face heated up, your nose always itched. You’d learned it was a tell-tale sign of your embarrassment, and you knew how to fight it, but he apparently didn’t.

“Ready?”

He nodded, and you jumped.

Not high enough.

You landed back on the platform, which let out a loud, worrying crack, and you knew immediately that you wouldn’t have a second chance.

“(Y/N), quick—!”

You pushed the two of you back up almost desperately. This time, you made it out of the hole, and a gush of wind pushed you to the side. It was way too strong, and you vaguely heard Adrian curse and apologize. You wrapped yourself around him as best as you could, doing your best to protect him while you two landed harshly, rolling on the ground.

When you managed to lift your eyelids, a few tears of pain spilling out, you were met with pale golden eyes, and it took you a second to understand. Adrian, laying under you, seemed just as surprised. His mouth opened, and he lifted a careful hand to touch your face. His claws were clean cut, thanks to you.

His fingers traced your lips, and you found yourself swallowing.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, and you didn’t know about that, but the smile that appeared on his face as he said that was simply breathtaking.

The two of you pushed yourselves up, and you dusted your dress quickly. Your face was burning up, your heart was hammering in your chest and, of course, your nose was itching.

“It’s… going to take a while before I fix the lift, I’m afraid,” Adrian said, clearing his throat, and finally, his voice was right. You liked how it sounded when he spoke. “Your researches will probably have to wait.”

You nodded.

“That’s— That’s okay. I can wait.”

You wanted to go home, of course, but you’d gotten used to his presence and, somehow, you were in no hurry to leave now.

Judging by the way he looked at you, the way he took your hand in his and pressed a gentle kiss on your knuckles, it seemed like he didn’t want to see you go either.

#castlevania #castlevania netflix #alucard #adrian tepes #alucard x reader #my writing #requests #asks #castlevania spoilers #ish

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apurehetalian · 5 years ago

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Day five of @aph-romnor-week

Theme: Halloween

Warnings: Mentions of Death and OCness

Romania- Viorel

Norway- Eindride

Since my understanding entry was kind of sad and I have been writing mostly in Eindride's point of view mostly, enjoy something in Viorel's POV for once. ^^

Also, sorry this seems rushed, but I struggled to come up with something and I got out of work late. I hope you enjoy it either way. ^^

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Viorel felt a rush of excitement rush through him as he patiently waited for Eindride to come get him.

The man had something special planned today for them and Viorel was excited to see what surprised Eindride had in store. However, he wasn't only excited about that.

He was mostly excited to see Eindride again as the man had brought some favor to his lonely existence. He never expected that one day he would make a friend in this forest, but he was glad that he did.

He never expected that he would be this close with someone before, but it was so easy for him to open up to Eindride. Even though Viorel didn't have much to share, except what he learned around here, Eindride still listened to him and didn't judge him when he didn't or couldn't remember something from the living world. In fact, the man was quite patient when he explained things to the Romanian and was quite willing to share a lot of things. He even brought over books from the day side for Viorel to read so he could learn more about what life was like before he died. He even went out of his way to show certain celebrations by doing something related to it which brings them to today.

Viorel felt that Eindride was coming his way so he ran to hid behind a tree as he patiently waited for the man to come closer. He couldn't hold back his smirk as he patiently waited for Eindride to turn his back to him before he slowly sneaked behind. He waited until got close enough before he jumped on his back...well, he ment to jump on his back.

Eindride must have heard him coming because he sharply turned around and caught Viorel by the waist while trying not to fall to the ground.

"Aw," Viorel was disappointed that he didn't scare Eindride like he normally does. "You weren't supposed to catch me. You were supposed to let me scare you."

"Next time I will let you fall then." Eindride said as he let go of his waist. "Besides, are you ever going to stop doing that?"

"Nope," Viorel chuckled as he watched Eindride let out a sigh. "Anyways, is my surprised finished?"

"No, I came all this way to get you for nothing."

"Of course," Viorel smiled before taking his hand. "Show me what you have done for me."

"Before I do, I need you to get dress first." Eindride said. "I have your outfit in a bag hidden nearby. I need you to find it and get dressed before coming to our usual spot."

"Outfit?" Viorel asked. "Why do I need to change for?"

Instead of answering him, Eindride was already walking away and Viorel just stood there and watched him leave.

He let out a sigh before going into the woods and looking for his outfit. It didn't take him long to find what he was looking for.

He opened the bag to find a card with Eindride's handwriting on it. He picked up the card before reading it out loud. "If you can figure out the quote on the back of this card, then you know what your costume is base off of." He said.

Viorel slowly turned the card around and read the back of the card. 'I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave.' He recongized it immediately. It was one of the books, which was a movie first before becoming a book, that Eindride had read to him once and it instantly became obsessed with it.

He put the card down before finally pulling out the outfit and knew that it was based off the dress from the ballroom scene. However, this wasn't a dress and he was grateful for that.

He looked at the many pieces of clothing and jewelry he had to put on. He first started put on the plain white pants and shirt before slipping on a shimmering silver coat with gold trim and an exrame long train. He grabbed the belt with the similar pattern and placed it around his waist to keep his coat closed. He then put on the finishing touches which was just vine-like decorations that this character had in her hair along with the earrings and the necklace.

Once he was finished, he looked at himself in a near by puddle. It was werid to see himself in white, gold, and silver. He always ever wore red and black so seeing himself in these colors was strange.

"Why Sarah though, Eindride?" Viorel whispered. "You could have picked any other character from Labyrinth and you chose her for me."

Viorel knew he couldn't keep Eindride waiting so he finally started to head towards their meeting spot.

As he was making his way there, there were craved pumpkins in a straight line on both sides of Viorel as if it was showing him the way. He could hear the faintness of music flowing through the air and it became louder as he got closer.

He finally made his way out of the woods as he saw a table filled candy and sweets that were shaped either like pumpkins, bats, ghost, and many more. There was even more decorations with the similar shapes and patterns. "Halloween," he whispered as he figured out what this was all for.

Eindride had promised he would give him a glimpse of what Halloween was about, since it was the holiday that Viorel was more interested in. However, he wasn't expecting it to be so soon and it looked like Eindride had put a lot of worked into this. He felt touched and he felt like he wanted to cry.

"Took you long enough," Viorel heard Eindride's voice behind him. "I thought I would have to come search for you."

"Yeah, sorry, I was..." Viorel trailed off when he turned to look at him and was struck by how handsome he looked.

Eindride was standing out in the lake as the moon shone behind him. He, too, was dressed up as a character from Labyrinth, but his costume was based off what Jareth was wearing during the ballroom scene. Viorel never seen him in black, but it looked good on him.

"You had a hard time finding the bag didn't you?" Eindride asked.

Viorel stopped gawking at him and shook his head. "No, I just got distracted is all." He said.

Viorel heard Eindride sighed before he walked over to him took his hand gently into his before pulling him towards the lake.

"So Mr. Goblin King, what do you have plan?" Viorel asked.

"I prefer Troll King over Goblin King," Eindride answered before turning to him. "I thought maybe we can dance together."

Viorel's eyes widen and stopped following him. "Wait, Eindride, I can't..." he said. "...I don't know how to dance and I..."

Viorel immediately stopped talking when he felt Eindride gently cupped his cheek gently as he felt his thumb lightly stroke his cheek gently. He felt him tilt his head up as Viorel's eyes met Eindride's violet ones.

"It's okay, Viorel. I will take the lead." Eindride whispered. "All you have to do is trust me."

Viorel nodded his head as he ingored the fluttering in his chest before he followed Eindride back out onto the lake after he removed his hand from his cheek. He placed his hand into Eindride's hand before placing his other hand on his waist before letting him take the lead.

There where several times where Viorel had stepped on Eindride's feet and he apologized profusely, but the Norwegian didn't seem to mind. After a while, he started to get the hang of it and wasn't stepping on his feet anymore. He felt more relaxed and at ease that he allowed Eindride to spin him around as he laughed with glee and enjoyed himself.

They both kept dancing as niether of them willing to let the other go. Viorel wasn't sure what happened next, but all he knew that once his eyes locked onto Eindride's, he was a goner. There was some type of pull that each other together and he didn't realize he was about to do until he felt Eindride's breath against his lips.

He pulled away and that seemed to snapped Eindride out of it, too, because he pulled away as well. He refused to look Eindride in his eyes as he felt his heart pounding wildly in his chest.

Eindride was the first to break the silence between the two of them. "We should go eat the Halloween snacks before they go to waste." He said.

Viorel nodded and let Eindride walk away first. As he watched him leave, he raised his up and gently let his fingers brush against his lips. He couldn't help to feel a disappointed in himself as he let out a sigh.

"I shouldn't have pulled away." He whispered to himself as he removed his fingers before following after Eindride. "Next time, I won't."

#hetalia #aph romania #hws romania #aph norway #hws norway #romnor #aphromnor #romnorweek2020 #another prompt i struggled with #sorry #for some reason I was struggling to write something with this one #kind of rushed #au #character death #one of these days #i will write my romnor story base off the labyrinth

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myownpersonaldemons · 5 years ago

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Self-Tober Prompt 11

Favourite AU

HT!Sans/Reader

SOOOO This isn’t like favourite AU as in my favourite Undertale AU (which is probably Fellswap atm?) but like a favourite just fanfic AU to read. Yknow those tropy things? LOVE EM. This is a coffee shop AU. So. *dabs*

I apologize in case this is shit because I woke up at 4:30 and like I’m dead-ass tired right now.

ANYWAYS! Let’s love us some skeleton!

Being a barista was not something that you had seen for yourself, but it was one of those things where you had been desperate for a job, and they were the first people to respond. It took you a while to warm up to the idea of being a barista but now you were content with the job. Wasn’t the best job you’d ever had, but wasn’t the worst either.

Actually, you preferred the morning shifts. There was always one monster that came in who was so full of energy it was infectious. You learned on your first shift that his name was Papyrus and that he volunteered down at the homeless shelter in the mornings before going to his day job as a librarian assistant! He was always so excited about his work, and he’d chat up all the barista’s all the time.

Unfortunately, you were on the late night shift, and you were grumpy about it.

It wasn’t for any particular reason. You just were grumpy.

Oh well, sometimes that’s life.

“AH!” Papyrus’ loud voice boomed out your name after the exclamation, entering the practically dead coffee shop (you really didn’t understand why it was open so late, it was never busy after 7, but it stayed open until 10). You straightened up from where you were slouched against the counter attempting to convince your coworker to lick something that had fallen on the ground.

“Papyrus, what brings you here so late?” you asked, a genuine smile on your face overriding the customer service face that you normally had plastered on.

“I Told My Brother About This Lovely Café! Meet Sans,” he said, before stepping aside and gesturing to a monster you had no idea how you hadn’t noticed before. He was massive. Taller than you (not as tall as Papyrus though), and wide as well. Which was why you were astounded that you didn’t notice him beside Papyrus. Then you noticed Papyrus doing jazz hands at his brother, who had turned his one lit crimson orb towards his brother.

“Pfft,” you giggled at the scene, “Well, welcome! Papyrus has told us lot’s about you,” you said warmly to his brother. “What can we get for you?”

You did have to do your actual job after all.

Papyrus ushered his brother closer to the counter and then started animatedly talking about the different options that he had tried over the past couple months he’d been coming. He decided that he was going to have the apple cinnamon latte, and a scone to stay! His brother glanced over at him before shrugging and saying, “i’ll take the same.”

His voice was much deeper than Papyrus’ but he spoke very softly, a strange combination. You nodded, glancing over at your coworker to see that he was staring at Sans with a slack jaw look. Instantly, your brow drew together and you cleared your throat. “Uh…did you get that?”

“Huh?” he asked, eyes not leaving Sans.

“Two apple cinnamon lattes,” you repeated, shooting him a tense smile, “to stay.”

“Oh…okay, got it,” he said, snapping out of whatever state of thought he was in and hurried to prepare the teas for them. You sighed softly, trying hard to keep it soft enough that neither Papyrus nor his brother heard before turning towards them again.

“What scone would you boys like?” you asked, jerking a thumb towards the display case. “It’s late so unfortunately we’re limited and they’re not as fresh as this morning.”

Papyrus waved a hand in dismissal but then placed a hand over his hip and stared intently at the scones on display. Sans, on the other hand glanced over at you, “what do you guys do with the leftovers?”

“Hm? Leftovers? Oh you mean, what’s left at the end of the day? Our boss normally takes them either to the homeless shelter if there’s substantial leftovers or he let’s us take them home,” you said, and gestured over at the display. “Years ago apparently they were just thrown out, but like…it’s perfectly good food even if it’s a bit stale the next day. I mean when your…” you stopped talking as your coworker placed down the cups of hot tea on the counter. One of the cups hit the edge of the counter, causing him to drop the cup splatter the hot latte all down the side of your leg.

“Shit!” your coworker blurted out, and you covered your face with your hands.

He had been working here longer than you had, and you had never seen him fuck up like this. You took a deep breath, counting to five to try to save face. The side of your leg stung from the hot water, and you slowly lowered your hands. “Mind taking over?” you said, staring hard at the ground. Your coworker stammered out an apology and then begged you to stay, but you strode straight into the back room.

After screaming into your arm, checking to see if it was a serious burn (it wasn’t just reddened skin), you dabbed away at the latte soaked pants before walking back out front. Papyrus and Sans were sitting at one of the tables, and you caught Sans’ eye. You gave a smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes before striding over to your coworker.

“So, mind telling me why you’re all…” you whispered and gestured towards the freshly mopped floor. He winced.

“I know….I’m sorry. It’s just….he gives me a weird vibe is all,” your coworkers whispered, eyes glancing over your shoulders.

“Why?” you asked, trying to keep your voice level and quiet, “I don’t get a single ‘weird’ vibe from him and I’m normally the person who gets uncomfortable around strangers.”

Your coworker shifted awkwardly, “it’s his…eye.”

“What about his eye?” you demanded, and you saw your coworker was constantly growing more and more uncomfortable so you huffed quietly.

“It just…Papyrus’ eyes move around, his doesn’t. Just stays focused. It’s creepy,” your coworker dropped his voice even further down. You huffed a bit louder.

“I gotta write an incident report,” you grumbled, and your coworker grabbed your arm.

“Please don’t,” he begged, “it was my fault. I’ll finish all the closing duties if you don’t.”

“What if it turns out worse than it is?” you demanded, “I want compensation so I’m going to go and write this report, and then I’ll help you close. Just…did you at least apologize to them for fucking up?”

He shook his head, and you stared at him in disbelief before pinching your nose. God, kill you now. You turned on your heel and went into the back to print off the incident report, and then you stomped back out front, turned the sign on the front door to closed, and then took some calming deep breaths before heading over to Papyrus and Sans.

“So, I uh-“

“ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” Papyrus interrupted immediately. His brother’s eye light widened a bit when you glanced over at him briefly before smiling, a genuine smile.

“Yeah, just a light burn nothing major. Uhm, but I was talking to my coworker and he said he didn’t apologize to you guys for messing up there. So I-“

“nah,” Sans shoved the last bit of scone into his mouth, “you don’t need ta apologize for him.”

You froze, apology dying in your throat, “Oh?”

Papyrus’s full attention was on his brother, and you saw a fond smile on the taller ones face.

“s’not your fault,” Sans said with a shrug, “don’t see why you gotta apologize.”

“B-Because?” you stammered, suddenly feeling like you were being confronted.

Sans gestured to the chair beside him. “ya gotta write something?”

You nod slightly, and he gestured to the chair again. For a moment you glanced at his brother before exhaling and sitting down. Papyrus immediately brought the conversation back into more comfortable waters as you scribbled down the last bit of the incident report. Sans punned a few times, sometimes a bit delayed, but that just made you snort and then cover your face in embarrassment to Sans delighted chuckling and Papyrus’ sighs of exasperation. It was delightful, and then Papyrus was gushing about Sans’ love for rocks, and the moment you got him talking about that? Whoooooo boy. You were amazed by how enthusiastic he was about them, and you mentioned a couple of gems and rock types you liked and he went into detail that had you nearly forgetting to fill out your paperwork in favour for just listening to his deep voice talk.

Once you were finished up your report, you reluctantly told them that the shop was closed, and had been for a bit. Papyrus was appalled that he had overstayed his welcome, and Sans just shrugged and said that someone would’ve told them that they had if they wanted them to leave.

You refused to correct Sans to say that some retail store employees will in fact get in trouble if they tell a customer to leave, even if the store has been closed for forty five minutes.

As you let them out, you gently reached out and placed a hand on Sans’ arm. It startled him a bit, but he relaxed once his eye light landed back on you.

“Hey…uh, I know this is really…werid, but uh…can I…maybe get…your number?” you stammered out, “actually that was really werid. I’m sorry uh, have a good night-“

Sans pulled out a cellphone and held it out towards you. You froze for a moment, until he gently poked your shoulder with it, then you snapped out of your surprise with a blush and entered your phone number and name into it. When he took it back he read your name out loud, and then grinned at you.

“thanks a latte for being so cool,” he winked at you. His brother groaned.

“It Would Make More Sense To Say Hot In This Scenario, Brother. As Your First Meeting With Her Was Met With A Burn,” Papyrus said, but you could hear the distinct teasing voice of a brother who knew more than he was letting on.

Sans snorted, “yeah, you’re the best, bro.”

Papyrus smiled and placed a hand on his brother’s back. “So! When Are You Going To Ask The Human On Date?”

You blushed. Sans blushed before elbowing his brother in the ribs. “papyrus!”

“What! You Said She’s Cute!” Papyrus grinned, “Then Got All Upset That She Didn’t Smile As Much After Her Injury.”

Sans ran a hand down his face, refusing to look at you. You cleared your throat lightly, “so uh…I’m totally flattered and all, but I do need to close the store…so…just text me? Or call…whatever!” you blushed, but a smile easily stretched over your face. “Even if it’s not for a date and just to hang. I mean, if you want. Or not…okay, uh…goodnight!”

You waved, and hurried back into the store and covered your face with your hands. Forgetting entirely that they could still see you. Your coworker looked at you in confusion, but you waved him off.

You grinned as you climbed into your car fifteen minutes later to see that you had a text from Sans. A stupid knock knock joke that had you giggling stupidly. There had been a tiny spark between you and Sans…and you wanted to see where it would go.

#horrortale #ht!sans #ht!sans/reader #reader-insert #only soft horrortale please #those skeletons need love and affection #selftober #self insert #reader insert

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the-mykie-show · 5 years ago

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A Dante rant with a psa.

Some of ya'll were really out here staning Dante for some reason, but I saw right through that shit.

OK, I didn't know he was a whisperer until I saw the spoilers saying that he was, but I was extremely suspicious of him and did not trust him at all. I didn't think his bullshit of hitting on everything with a pulse was cute, I didn't like his arrogance, or his God complex and I knew he was going to turn out to be trouble either through just being an incompetent garbage fire of a doctor or actually being someone with malicious intentions.

Right out of the gate there were red flags everywhere with this dude, the first interaction we have with him he compared himself to a God and was sexually inappropriate towards an odviously distressed Siddiq. In 10.6 we see him unabashedly hitting on his patients, in fact the only interaction we see with Dante where he isn't screwing up or being creepy is when he's treating Lydia after the highwaymen attacked her, although that hardly counts because he's only in the scene for a second and it was a scene mostly focused on Daryl and Lydia. Even in the scene where he talks about suffering from PTSD (which I think was a lie because unless he has had extremely unrealistically successful treatment he doesn't seem to deal with any symptoms, and considering that survivors gulit and self balme is generally big parts of combat PTSD I don't think he'd be so full of himself if was really dealing with something like that) with Siddiq he manges to make it all about how amazing he thinks he is.

It almost seemed like they were trying to make Dante's personality some werid combo of comic Dante and pre redemption arc Negan and it did not work.

With Negan it worked, he wore his cocky swagger well, yes sometimes he was inappropriate and came off in the wrong way, but it never felt creepy to me, and certainly never predatory. With Dante it came off extremely creepy and wrong. Dante being a doctor I think made it worse. When a character like Eugene (who has done many a creppy thing in the past) or Negan (who had hit on women in situations where he probably shouldn't have) does something inappropriate or maybe even creepy they at least didn't do it in a professional setting. I don't give a shit if it's the zombie apocalypse or not, there should still be some semblance of respect and professionalism between health care providers and patients. Dante completely violates every rule there should be between doctors and patients.

Imagine if you went to your doctor and they hit in you the entire time they were treating you? You wouldn't think that was cute or Big Dick Energy™ you'd be crepped out and disgusted. Some of us unfortunately don't have to imagine what that's like, because it's actually happened. It's happened to me, because doctors like this do exist in real life.Which is why I really don't like that the TWD writers made Dante's behavior seem OK and none of the characters addressed it as a problem, it was treated as very "Oh well that's just Dante" and I would have preferred if it was made clearer in the writing that this behavior is a problem, and wasn't written to seem cute or charming. I was assuming that this writing would not work, and people would dislike Dante, I was shocked to see that he was actually growing on people and people were shipping him with other characters. Of course that could have been the writers intention all along, to be like "look at all red flags and foreshadowing ya'll ignored, haha punked you" but people should have seen through it because the dude was gross and hell.

And the fact that he spent so much time with Siddiq, made Siddiq feel he was his friend, and even opened him up to the possibility that he was suffering from PTSD and all along he was the one who forced Siddiq to watch his loved ones beheaded and put on pikes... That's really fucked up and was entirely unnecessary for him to do if he was only there to spy for Alpha. Why would Alpha tell him to do that? I don't think she did, I think he was there to help poison the water and gather information, maybe keep an eye on lyida- the rest he did on his own because he enjoyed it, he got off on knowing that he had a hand in traumatizing Siddiq and getting to watch the effects of that.

Dante is a nasty mother fucker, he's absolutely psychotic, demented, and disgusting and I hope he gets what he deserves, and I'm so sad we lost Siddiq over this asshole.

And please, please if you ever have an experience with a doctor who reminds you of Dante, while they may not be a murdering sociopath who is in a cult that wears the skin of dead people, they are dangerous. Learn from the mistakes of our characters and Run. The. Fuck. Away.

Thanks for coming my Ted talk, and RIP Siddiq, we'll miss you.

#twd spoliers #twd 10x07 #twd #siddiq #twd dante #Fuck this guy

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landuselover · 4 years ago

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THE FINAL ACT- My Married Boyfriend Got his Girlfriend Pregnant - Part I’m finally Done

I was moving pass the pain of falling back in love with this man and then breaking up with him during the most stressful time of the year for me my Birthday. But honestly it was better than waking up daying him and not understanding why he hasn’t reached out to me which was really a majority of the year we were hot and heavy together.

I just kept thinking why he had to say I love you to me, why did he have to act like I was so expendable for 7 days, Why the fuck did he feel like it was okay to play me for so long till I found out he was fucking married. Shit why did it even matter I was choosing myself and you know I had Great birthday with very good friends of mine.

Then 9/9 came along just a somewhat spiritual day you know the same numbers bullshit just about 7:00 pm I get text message on my phone. I miss you, im so confused, Tell jimmy I say Hi, I got zapped last week and had heat stroke and passed out at work. So sorry I hurt you.

WHAT the FUCK is this BULL SHIT. I told myself are you fucking Kidding me!!! I SWEAR TO GOD HOW DID THIS MOTHER FUCKING NOT UNDERSTAND he is on a daily breaking my heart so why the fuck would I let him back and you know what I am gonna tell him what is going. I call him right now.

He didn’t answer. I message back, see you can text but you can never talk Typical. Well I got a call right back and an answer I have no idea to expect.

Shannon, I did everything you asked of me, No I don’t have a divorce date with my wife, cuz that is fucking realistic. I told you fucking loved you cuz I do, I don’t know how to make you happy, I could of gone home and seen my kids sooner.l could of gone home and see my kids sooner and I came and saw you and then you fucking dump me Ya im freaking pissed. Because I don’t understand how this happened. And you know im fucking tired so I don’t know what you tell you. Soo Good Night Shannon!

It was the quickest 2 minute phone call that I had ever experience and it was the first time I have ever experience someone caring so much to yell at me to get me back.. Wow as I write that I can smell that abuse in my past. But it was true it felt me like holy fucking shit I have broken up with this guy multiple times with multiple ultimatums but everything he came back and this time is screamed his love at me.

I texted him I understood where he was coming form and that I am sorry he felt that I didn’t appreciate his commitment to coming to see me. I told him I hope he got some food and started to feel better. And that we will talk soon. He said he was leaving for Hawaii Sunday. I told him I would talked to him then.

Of course we texted but he didn’t call me till Monday when was officially locked in his room awaiting quarantine. I asked him how he was doing. How he was feeling and he asked what changed.

I said I made my decision in a tunnel and I saw you side of the situation What I was asking for didn’t make any since. I knew you didn’t pick a date that you were gonna file for divorce. I Was a child of divroce I understand a lot of things happened before that. And a few months back he had told me that he was well on the way and that they had talked about it. So I said it out loud and asked him to confirm and repeat me, Patrick, you are going to divorce your wife next year.

Yes Shannon I want to.

No Patrick want isn’t what I said. Im in this for you not to be the other woman,

Shannon, I am going to divorce my wife next year.

Well Shit, I guess we can talk as long as that is truly the case.

He stood and started dancing. He was smiling so big.

So we are back together? Yea, Well I Love you.

I love you too, I said. Ugh I can’t believe this. He showed himself in the mirror dancing all over the room, He was stuck in his room for the next 7 days. I was so excited to be able to talk this through with im for a bit. It was mid September, and he was gonna be back in La around beginning of November so I could probably see him then, We talked about that too.

I got off the phone and still felt really werid and talking to him again. TYPING THIS IM GETTING A PIT IN MY STOMACH . I was excited to have someone to talk to but I still couldn’t get all the thoughts from before out of my head when he wasn’t talking to me. When I found out he was on an anniversary trip while he was gone. Getting his cake and eating it too.

The next two days were like normal he even sent me the cutest photo of smoking out of the gift I got him. The Puffco peak, he was shirtless it was absolutely amazing. It made me feel more at home with talking to him and then he went silent again.

It was like I expected it but he was actually locked up in a hotel room in Hawaii before shooting some terrible MTV reality tv shows where they all get to fuck each other during this crazy COVID ness. But I thought I should give him some space.

Finally I called me Sunday and he answered. Ohh Shit, He was out of his room and working, Call you later babe. Alright call you soon. It was excalty a month after he has seen me before and a year after he left me in LA ohh shit.what memories that brought up.

I didn’t hear from him till a few days later. I honestly had given up thinking of reason. It was a Monday.

Good New Bad news, Im gonna be a dad a again

WOW.

I know you didn’t want to hear this, I am so sorry Shannon, I never want to lie to you and I just found out and I couldn’t keep it from You,

Well I am glad you didn’t keep it form me, But Patrick, I am done, I can’t do this anymore,

I wish I was you.

I am heartbroken,

please don’t hate me

I can’t hate you but what I am just susposed to say my married boyfriend got his wife pregnant no big deal.

No, it isn’t okay, IM so sorry.

I blocked him two days later and realized so much that I said before I was a lie, I did fucking hate him, because all he did was lie to me, If he got his wife pregnant that everything he every said to me was a lie, You aren’t gonna get divorce next year, you aren’t going to ever sleep next to me for more two nights in a row. You will never say I love you to my face again.

I couldn’t decide what type of fish he was, if he was a selfish, Careless or reckless. I was so thankful, I couldn’t. It exactly two months after he came and saw me and I blocked his and his wives Instagram from all mine. She just announced her pregnancy. She has been pregnant since the beginning of July, You know what that means that is before he even emailed me about how he couldn’t stop thinking about me and needed me in his life, before he even came and saw me in Colorado for our romantic vacation. What the Fuck, did he know before how couldn’t he, the whole situation is the most fucked and im so glad to be out of it. But as I write this my throat get dry and started to hurt, my eyes well with tears. Because I really loved him, A lot I’ved never been more vulnerable with someone, I’ve never had a man say I love you first or even really I love you as freely as he did to me, Maybe that was the reckless part, I’ve never had a man tell me how beautiful I was and talked to me every day for a year caring or myself that was the carless part.

The Selfish part was both of us. It was me forgetting everything I stand for after I heard a few sweet nothing and a whole lot of lies, He was him bring me along for a ride he knew he was going to jump off at the most convenient time for him. He told me I at least give him that. But fuck he sure didn’t tell me the rest of the lies.

The pit has moved to my heart and I guess I gotta say goodbye finally to the man who became y muse, when you broke me I built up a creative way to let out those emotions, it made me feel confident to write again. As tears fall down my face im thanful for your kind words during a time when I needed them and sometimes you kind hands even thought there was nothing but lies allowing them their. I am ungrateful for the distrust you have given me in Men in General, when someone is texting you from a happy marriage or from the road, it makes you not believe anything you see, read or hear. Everyone has secrets and honestly im glad to air mine out finally. I was dooped and stay wayyyyyyyyy too long and wrote a few too many peoms about a man who did just that, Jump off the roller coaster or couldn’t pull out to save his god damn life, I guess everyone loves a cream pie, Well I am learning to make the best pies this side of the Mississippi and PATRICK Aint ever gonna get this pie again 

#Married Boyfriend #Patrick #Portland #Fuck You dude #Locked in a Hotel room #Taking my power back

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pixiegrl · 4 years ago

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okay wow sorry it took me so long but im back to talk about stardust because i love it and think about it so much. first ur 100% right luke is in fact the star he fits so well even though it not perfect i can totally see it working out! ashton would be such a great tristan i could totally see him going thru the same kind of growth that tristan went through maybe not in the exact same way but definitely the overall idea of him like coming into who he is as a person and all that good stuff:) (1/?)

omg michael as shakespeare!!! i love it he would be Such a good pirate i love the idea of calum as a star too and with michael thats so cute i love it when au's take inspiration from a movie or something but dont have the exact same plot so im really excited to the plot that you createdthose side characters also seem to fit pretty well i dont write myself but i feel like picking side characters might get sorta hard depending on what youre writing also love a 1d cameo (2/?)

the different ending also seems like a good idea stardust has a good ending that works for it but idk how well it would work for a fic because the characters are different also like i said earlier i love when a fic just takes inspiration also also i will take any excuse to have more 5sos interaction especially on a pirate ship in the sky i love the individual ships but ot4 is where its at (3/?)

i am so excited for this! no matter how long! i will gladly talk about it with you and i know you have m and helen but if you need someone else to run things by or gush with...i am here and ready and willing (4/4)

I put this all in one message so I could answer them all at once! So Luke just has star energy but i wanted him and Ashton to kinda start off on the same foot so i sorta changed their first meeting a bit bc like. i wanted them to have a better dynamic. Ashton defintely has his own growth, although id say its more him growing into understanding that like youre allowed to have dreams and hope and love and that luke is not some pipe dream he gets to keep luke.

Michael and Calum are like a werid character foil to luke and ashton like they’re married and together and they’re what Lashton could be if they give themselves a chance so they pop up to help push the plot and the guys forward while it’s still sorta a focus on Luke and ashton. also they’re married so they get to be super cute and happy and in love and they sorta serve to kinda push lashton into realizing they can be together. My whole thing with changing the ending was that Tristan’s ending doesn’t fit Ashton its not who he is and its not who luke is but letting them be pirates too? with malum? felt right for the plotline. and getting to stretch out the middle of the story so theres more lasthon and malum and ot4 is a challnege sometimes but its been fun. i get to have them be cute and learn to dance and im like a scene away from having Michael go in depth about how he and calum met and got married.

ive liked changing the story and getting to make it my own bc it feels less like i pulled it all directly from the movie and more like i made my own story.

I’m so glad you’re excited about it! Im like 50% of the way done so hopeuflly it’ll be done soon! I love talking about stardust please always come into my ask box to talk about it! Or if you have a specific scene you wanna see I can probably write it in!

#stardust au #stardust anon #im so touched that you wanna hear about it #its nice to hear that my ideas are working #please always talk to me about it #5 seconds of summer #asks #Anonymous

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introisms · 5 years ago

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* wong yukhei. he/him. cismale. ╱ i am pretty sure i saw ashley ’ash’ huang at manon’s party that night. the twenty one year old is in their second year at west bridge studying film. i hear they were at manon’s party because he always went to manon’s parties or out with her/her friends. i wonder if they got the same restricted call as us. will they comply? + worn down denim jackets, messy stacks of dvd cases, bong disguised as a travel coffee mug . ◜ blue. 18+. est. she/they. ◞ ( yogi bae ex connection + extra cirriculars: track team, newspaper, gaming club )

[ P I N T E R E S T ]

bio:

good at running theyre definitely very good on the track team yeah he’s not got the longest legs in the world and also has definitely aged his lungs from smoking too much so he needs someone with his inhaler at the end of the track but thats okay you dont need to worry about that. sometimes he skips meets though has probably been threatened to be kicked off once or twice but somehow managed to keep himself on.

also good at dining and dashing. you guys want to go to mcdonalds? yeah he’s not paying and by the time you realize its either your wallet coming out youll have to catch up with him about a block away. yeah he has sticky fingers and yes he does realize thats its like morally wrong but he does try to say its morrally grey more than anything else

hes easily youre every day burn out if you need someone to give you weed hes your guy at a party hes the first one to offer up a joint and if youre really feeling like it shrooms. he doesnt do anything too hard but he likes to have fun. hes definitely very loud and obnoxious hes always the centre of attention or at least tries to be even if that means he has to do multiple keg stands and spend ten minutes in the bathroom just to go back out there. its not exactly what you would expect because he’s definitely a lot quieter in the day.

he loves movies that are so bad his extensive film collection has it all and then some seriously he has enough dvds in milk crates that he could make a whole new bed frame out of them from texas chainsaw massacre 2 to return of the living dead hes a walking film encyclopedia hes definitely the randy from scream meets much cooler marty from cabin in the woods. yeah he spouts off crazy ass theories all the time yes he listened to 40 hours of true crime podcasts and creepypastas last week and yes he submitted his film history assignment about 30 minutes late because he was too busy writing an alternate theory to the candle cove or some shit.

hes an only child with a single mother she worked her ass off for them since she had him very young and he couldnt be more grateful for the life he was given. he learned how to have fun with the little things and yes he defintiely suffers from the only child weridness but its kind of fun.

loves a good night out while he loves to party he can try and make any dumb situation fun. whether it be stealing a shopping cart and ending up with a broken arm or at the skatepark thats really on you if youre willing to follow him. honestly he lives by a if im going to die if im going to taken down it will be on my own terms by my own hands. or you know youre just going to skateboard over to the 711 get a couple slushies and maybe spray paint a cop car. LMSDLMSLM

runs a conspiracy column on the school news paper offers out advice and started a conspiracy theory that the grading system is backwards hes really just trying to convince that so he can get away with barely making it.

makes bad horror films for class hes really hoping one day he’s going to stumble on the next blair witch except its actually interesting and good and he treats them right instead of making a terrible walking simulator movie with a shit ending.

bisexual and very proud of it hes very flirty and just overconfident in what he does stupid idiot thats all i have to say about him. hes just a goof and a lot of times that shit comes off as super flirting and most of the time it actually is.

makes friendship bracelets. he will just give you one he thinks theyre really cool yeah maybe hes got some vsco girl traits whos seriously gonna clock him for that.

nintendos whore has over 3000 hours in animal crossing new leaf actually planned his own funeral when lucky moved out.

doesnt show up to class sometimes actually a lot of times yeah you know that cliche of a student skateboarding down the hallways to make it ontime from the early 2000′s movies thats him. fell asleep under the bleachers at a track meet and almost got kicked off the team and just said that he had diarrhea

makes too many jokes about jacking off doesnt even mean it most of the time has used it as an excuse to get out of hanging out with people really was just drinking a third can of monster energy drink and dipping a oreo in it to see how far to the edge he could push his body.

loves synth music and movie soundtracks has a playlist of just five hours of vaporwave

doesnt really know what hes doing usually just talks and thats it hes bad for interrupting and talking too much forgets a frozen pizza in the oven and almost got his dorm burnt down because of it.

listens to only emo music and punk music from before 2008 and says vibe check constantly about anything. vibe check

WCS

tinder date/ set ups that either led to something or didnt

good friend who hacked their instagram one night and started responding to dms just funny doesnt have to been anything crude. they do it to each other some nights like just hang out

hookups. good or bad. one night stand or on going.

party friends

they stole your muses bike and they caught them LSMDLSMDLMDSLM

they stayed up one night and tried to fully solve a cold case even went to the library so late that they got kicked out. it was a long night full of energy drinks and crazy theories. they still do this sometimes now.

crushes they can be mutual or one sided i really dont mind. like i said before ash kind of gets crushes really easily and they kind of just dissapear out of nowhere as well but like we could work something out

exes any gender is good uhhh ash probably has never been in a serious relationship other than his high school one after that he was like uuuhhhhh we just dont know anymore dudes.

snuck them into a concert with them and maybe they drank when they were too young and ended up almost in trouble with the cops because they got caught. or just generally they dine and dash together or movie hop or go and do dumb shit together.

someone who they ‘tutor’ hes dumb as shit hes not tutoring anyone but really he just stolen answer to exams for them he doesnt always ask for payment but like usually free weed or maybe buy him a pizza or some shit

been in his films before he covered them in really bad fake blood and its probably a horror comedy

idk maybe a good influence makes him eat like... idk a salad at mcdonalds instead of two boxes of 20 chicken nuggets

share his bad films with him watches movies with him and gets high they made friendship bracelets together and put each others names on them they play video games they shoot the shit and yup thats that

camp friends/childhood friends

party friends

someone who thinks hes annoying as all hell

just friends/crushes/fwb idk

a roommate??? do we do those here i need to read the housing bit again

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♡FASTING & PRAYING ♡ Let me start off by saying that for the longest while I wanted to try this (fasting and praying) for so many different reason. I've heard that powerful and amazing things can happen if I'd learn the art and pursued it. I've heard this from people that knows more about Christianity than myself and so I trust what they are saying and I think why not experience the holy spirt in a unique and sacrificial way? Due to my lack of discipline and inadequacy to control same I have put this off repeatedly. In a werid way I think the devil is listening closely on this plan because every time there is an attempt to pursue this, some temptation always get in the way, seriously, either the man I'm suppose to stay away from decides to call me to come 'hang" out for the day, or sometimes I have a strong urge to indulge in sinful pleasures, like poronography or yielding to temptation to feel good for a few minutes. I'm embarrassed to say this but it's the truth. I've never really thought about it but could it be that I'm gonna experience something so amazing with God, could it be that fasting would be the beginning of a wonderful, pure and faithful relationship with the king of kings? The devil knows this and as the enemy of the eternal kingdom he's doing everything in his power to stop this. I don't know but what I know for sure is that the devil is a liar. I will do this because now I need God in my life more than ever. ♡MEDITATION ♡ Just like fasting and prayer, I have the same to say about meditation. It's crazy because all this time I thought mediation was really enjoying solitude with music while thinking about life in general; the good, the bad and the indifference. You know weighing the bad choices with the good choices and thinking about toxic people and situations that hurts but trying to make away to somehow move on, forgive and forget. Lol its crazy because meditation is the exact opposite. No thinking is involved. Meditation is purely focusing , clearing the mind by not thinking about anything but instead focusing on a word, nature's music or maybe man made music ( the spining of a fan etc). I believe that fasting, prayer and mediation works harmoniously together. I believe that they all can give me the spirtual, emotional and psychological healing I long for. I don't want to this for purely one reason, I have my span of duty exam coming up and yes this would be one the list of things to pray about but I believe as a holistic being there is more areas in my life that I would love to fulfill through the will of God. I want to think about this before I start this journey. As much as I really want and need to pass my nursing exam, I know there are more pressing matters to deal with. There is a spirt inside of me that is broken, that is need of some spirtual attention. I hope fasting and prayer may open doors for me to mend these internal issues. I believe I will start tommrow, friday, September 21st, sigh. I'm taking my first step in fasting, prayer and meditation. I original thought that fasting had to be for atleast 3 days to a week without eating. But in doing my research and what I've learnt from other Christians, it can even be for 30 mins. So I will write my plans for this in the next post. I'm excited to sacrifice all my distraction to indulge in a pure and reverent communication with God ♡ Dieu est Amour ♡

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myownpersonaldemons · 5 years ago

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Selftober Prompt 29

Passion

Papyrus/Reader (more platonic than relationship though to be honest)

There was one thing that you were certain about. People didn’t give a flying fuck about your interests. It happened time and time again, you’d start talking about something you loved, that inspired you, and you watched their faces grow bored and they’d stop responding beyond ‘oh?’ and ‘mhm’s.’ It…hurt. Especially when you enthusiastically encouraged people to talk about their interests…but yet they couldn’t do the same for you.

So, you simply stopped talking about your interests. You held your favourite things close to your heart and deflected the conversation whenever someone tried to ask because it all turned out the same way every time.

That was, until you met Papyrus.

His enthusiasm for his interests were limitless. He could chat all day long about his friends and his brother. Cooking was a favourite of his because you can cook with your friends and family! And then you get to eat that same food afterwards! Especially when it was edible! He loved action figures (or as he called them battle figures to help with strategy). His car was a favourite of his as well, and he blogged frequently about everything that he enjoyed.

His entire life was just brimming with passion.

You were jealous.

Especially considering all his friends and family encouraged his enthusiastic reactions.

You kept those weedling uncomfortably jealous thoughts to yourself as with everything else negative in your life.

But then, Papyrus turned around one day while he was helping you set up your garden for the spring, and asked about your interests. It had been a long time since anyone just…asked. Normally they would ask your opinions on things but never directly about what you liked. People stopped pretending they cared long ago.

So, it was a touch startling and uncomfortable when he just asked.

“Uhm…” you sat back on your heels, resting your dirt gloves on your gardening pants. “A…lot of things?”

“LIKE WHAT?” he asked cheerfully, “I HAVE KNOWN YOU FOR QUITE SOME TIME, HUMAN, AND YET THE OTHER DAY AS I WAS TRYING TO THINK OF WHAT TO GET YOU FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY I REALIZED THAT I DO NOT KNOW MUCH ABOUT YOU AT ALL! BEYOND YOUR FAVOURITE COLOUR, FAVOURITE FOOD, FAVOURITE WEATHER, AND THAT YOU ALSO ARE A BEING OF CULTURE AND LOVE DINOSAUR OATMEAL AS WELL.”

You felt a bit bad when he admitted he didn’t know much about you, but you perked up slightly, “You know my favourite weather? How?” you didn’t think you’d ever said before.

“OH! THAT’S EASY! WHEN WE WENT TO THAT NEW RESTURANT THE OTHER DAY AND IT WAS RAINING, YOU KEPT ZONING OUT WHILE STARING OUT THE WINDOW WITH A CUTE SMILE ON YOUR FACE. I COULDN’T EVEN BRING MYSELF TO ADMONISH YOU FOR LEANING YOUR ELBOWS ON THE TABLE!” he said shooting a brilliant grin in your direction before turning his attention back to the garden bed.

Cute? He thought your zone out smile was cute?

You blushed a bit at that.

“Oh…uh, what…what do you wanna know, then?” you asked quietly, returning your focus onto the garden you were attending to.

“ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING!”

You fell silent for a moment, “Um…I like…to write…”

He gasped, “YOU WRITE?”

“Heh…uhm, y-yeah,” you said shyly.

“THAT’S AMAZING! WHAT DO YOU WRITE?”

“Mainly fanfiction…I know it’s not really considered…y’know actual ‘writing’ but-“

“NONSENSE!” Papyrus said, “ALPHYS WRITES FANFICTION ALL THE TIME, AND SHE IS QUITE GOOD AT IT. EVEN IF SOME OF HER WRITING IS MORE…AHEM…MATURE THAN I WOULD HAVE THOUGHT HER CAPABLE.”

You let out a tiny laugh, “I…have written ‘mature’ fanfics before…even if that might be werid.”

“WHY WOULD IT BE WEIRD? YOU’RE EXPRESSING YOURSELF THROUGH WRITING! THAT’S AMAZING. I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE TRIED TO WRITE BEFORE…IT DIDN’T TURN OUT THE WAY I IMAGINED. I ENJOYED MYSELF IMMENSELY BUT IT WAS NOT FOR ME! WOULD I BE ABLE TO READ SOME OF YOU WRITING?” he asked, and you turned to look at him. Cheeks flushing slightly with embarrassment.

“Um…ma-maybe not the fanfiction, but my own creations? Maybe?” you said shyly.

“YOU WROTE YOUR OWN STORY? WHAT’S IT ABOUT?”

You gave the vaguest description you could, mumbling it as you felt your ears heating up.

“KNIGHTS? MAGIC? THAT SOUNDS SO COOL! WOWIE. WILL YOU PUBLISH IT?”

“P…Probably not,” you admitted softly, glancing over at him. A frown pulled at the corner of his teeth.

“WHY NOT?”

You shrugged, “Can we talk about something else?”

You saw his brow bones crease slightly in concern. “AM I MAKING YOU UNCOMFORTABLE?”

“…not…I just…uh,” you hesitated trying to pull the words together in your mind, “I just…don’t like to talk about myself?”

“BUT YOU’RE SO COOL! YOU GARDEN! YOU WRITE! I’M SURE THERE IS MUCH MORE I HAVEN’T YET LEARNED ABOUT YOU, BUT I AM EAGER TO DO SO! AFTER ALL, YOU ARE MY SUPER COOL FRIEND! I CAN’T WAIT TO HEAR MORE ABOUT YOU.”

You hesitated, “You…do?”

“OF COURSE! BUT YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE! SO…I AM WILLING TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT! FOR NOW. I DO WISH TO KNOW MORE ABOUT YOUR STORY! BUT AT A LATER POINT, OF COURSE BECAUSE I, THE GREAT AND UNDERSTANDING PAPYRUS, WON’T MAKE YOU DO SOMETHING THAT YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH.”

You smiled hesitantly, which grew more genuine. “Thanks Paps…I wish I was as passionate as you were about things.”

He blinked at you in surprise, “OH. BUT YOU ARE?”

“Uh…how?” you blurted out, gesturing to yourself.

“WHILE YOU ARE NOT VOCAL ABOUT IT, YOU ARE PASSIONATE! LAST YEAR WHEN KING ASGORE CAME OVER FOR TEA, HE WAS STUNNED BY YOUR GARDEN! I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM SO AWED BY ANOTHER PERSONS GARDEN BEFORE! BECAUSE YOU PUT SO MUCH OF YOUR PASSION INTO MAINTAINING IT! ALSO! YOU WRITE FANFICTION! IF THAT’S NOT PASSION FOR SOMEONE ELSES WORK, I DON’T KNOW WHAT PASSION IS!”

That gave you pause and then your smile returned, “heh…guess you’re right.”

“REPEAT AFTER ME, ‘I AM PASSIONATE!’”

You laughed, “I am passionate.”

He beamed at you before reaching over and ruffling your hair, “I AM AMAZING!”

“I AM amazing,” you parroted happily.

“THAT’S RIGHT!” Papyrus jumped to his feet, “NOW A VICTORY LAP AROUND YOUR BACKYARD.”

“What? No! I didn’t sign up for that!” you laughed, wriggling but he hoisted you up and literally carried you as he raced in a circle around the backyard before depositing you back on the ground. You were giggling madly and he was grinning back at you.

“THERE IS THAT CUTE SMILE OF YOURS! I MISSED IT!” he said, leaning forward slightly and placing his hands on his hips.

The smile turned shy, as it always did when people pointed out your smile. “Thanks…Papyrus, you’re awesome.”

“I KNOW,” he said, the big egotist. “I AM PRETTY AWESOME, BUT YOU ARE A VERY CLOSE SECOND.”

“I am!” you retorted, feeding off his energy. “Now let’s show this garden whose boss! Then we can have lunch!”

He cheered, sweeping you into a quick hug before the two of you got back into gardening with a renewed vigor.

That was the last time you had held back when it came to your interests.

Because Papyrus was enthusiastic in everything he did, especially encouraging other people to do what they love.

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