#these are fun but tagging people always stresses me out lol

[petricorah]

nine (9) people u'd like 2 know better

tagged by @izzac and @chiptrillino thank you both! <3

three ships: zukka (surprise suprise) korrasami, and bubbline

first ever ship: starfire and robin from teen titans! (also wally and jinx...i rewatched that episode so much as a kid)

last song: Hey I Don't Work Here by Tom Cardy

currently reading: Blue Period and She Who Became the Sun (so I can understand ash-and-starlight's art...) and Six of Crows

currently watching: I'm rewatching doctor who. I've been feeling so nostalgic lately...

currently consuming: apple cider

currently craving: anything sweet

current obsessions: Baldur's gate. I've finally gotten on a roll of accomplishing things in the game and have been playing it all weekend and then listening to the soundtrack during work. it makes work sound very epic...

currently up to: commissions, drawing some angsty zukka comics, and some bg3 fanart (aka spending forever failing to draw astarion)

aand tagging: @chief-boomerang @frstcorinthians @bisexuallsokka @ash-and-starlight @icrowler and anyone else who wants to do it!!

[pizzagame4000]

we all know human vigilante… but what about… slightly human vigilante

[clownattack]

I aced my thesis defence with merits and I WILL TELL EVERYONE ABOUT IT (once i had my little rest) tm

[captain-barnes-writes]

Summer break (Charles Leclerc)

Summary: Charles Leclerc and his girlfriend enjoy making the grid uncomfortable with their PDA on Instagram.

Type: insta au

Pairing: Charles leclerc x fem!reader

Warning: sexual innuendos, the grid being traumatized by them (I love them and their commentary) 🤣

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Liked by DanielRicciardo, CarlosSainz55, LewisHamilton and others

LandoNorris Looking forward to summer break! Just not looking forward to the atrocities @ charlesleclerc and @ yourusername got in store for us these next few weeks 😓🥱

comments

CarlosSainz55 Agreed 🤐

DanielRicciardo Scrolling through insta is gonna be stressful

MaxVerstappen1 ^^ 😥

PierreGasly I’m staying out of insta for a while

LewisHamilton I think last summer’s posts left all of us scarred 😾

YourUsername leave us alone!! We love each other

LandoNorris Keep it pg!

CharlesLeclerc no 😐

EstebanOcon let’s hope it’s not as bad as last summer

YourUsername 🥱

User not the whole grid ganging up on them lmao

User they can’t keep their hands off each other

User I love that about them 😭

User you know it’s bad when even max comments

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YourUsername posted a story

Replies

MaxVerstappen1 please no

YourUsername 😡

LandoNorris we’re not ready

YourUsername you started this 😶

CharlesLeclerc I love making people feel uncomfortable😏

YourUsername Babe you’re sitting right next to me

PierreGasly off to taint another place 🤢

YourUsername so are you and kika my friend 🙃

PierreGasly true

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Tagged YourUsername

CharlesLeclerc I could watch her all day 🤤

Comments

YourUsername bikinis all day with you baby 🫶

CharlesLeclerc or none at all 😏

DanielRicciardo noooo it has begun!

LandoNorris 24 hours haven’t even passed yet 😭

EstebanOcon I think this summer is gonna be the worst

PierreGasly I hope your phones fall in the water

CharlesLeclerc Thanks Gasly

PierreGasly you’re welcome mate 😉

GeorgeRussell God help us all

User I’ve been waiting for this lol

User ready to see the grid feel uncomfortable 🤠

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Tagged CharlesLeclerc

YourUsername my two favorite things to eat 😼

Comments

DanielRicciardo no

DanielRicciardo stop

LandoNorris I’m sure they have worse things in store for us 🤧

YourUsername you’re right 😏

LanceStroll that’s cannibalism

CharlesLeclerc she’s my little cannibal 👀

LanceStroll 🫤

ScuderiaFerrari 😳

User she’s so well fed

User she eats good everyday im so jealous

User same ^^

User they have no filter lmao

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Liked by CharlesLeclerc, LanceStroll, DanielRicciardo and others

Tagged CharlesLeclerc

YourUsername I’m sorry @ scuderiaferrari I’m never letting him off this yacht 🤤 Can’t get enough of him👅💦💦

Comments

ScuderiaFerrari Don’t do this to us 😭

YourUsername I’m sorry in advance :)

User not Ferrari begging her to give their driver back lmaooo

CharlesLeclerc 😳

CarlosSainz55 this would’ve been a perfectly fine post without the caption

CharlesLeclerc it’s a perfectly fine caption 🤨

GeorgeRussell that’s considered kidnapping

YourUsername That’s not what he says ;)

DanielRicciardo this was cute until the caption

ScuderiaFerrari agreed 👀

LanceStroll why the tongue emoji out of all emojis seriously??

CharlesLeclerc you know why 😼

LanceStroll I’m logging out

EstebanOcon and to think we’re not even a week into summer 😖

User Ferrari is calm on the gram but they’re probably planning to press charges on the low lol

User 🤣

User her captions always cause chaos omg

User our chaotic queen

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This was fun to make lol probably a second part coming soon! I love me a chaotic inappropriate couple 🤣

Inspired by filth by fxxkemall 🫶 but in Charles form lol

[celestie0]

hi friends, i won’t be posting or updating any of my works for an indefinite period n will be on hiatus from this blog as well.

i’ve unlisted kickoff & ihm on ao3 (haven’t deleted, they’ve just been made private) and i’ve unpinned my masterlist here on tumblr (again nothing’s been deleted so you could probably find the chapters if you searched my tags)

but the reason i did that is because i don’t want any new readers finding my works during my hiatus because i don’t want to potentially upset more people in the event that, during this hiatus, i decide that i would no longer like to write my fics

that would be an insanely sad decision to make. i put so much thought into my stories not because i am trying to make them entertaining, but it’s because they genuinely mean so much to me and are cathartic in ways i can’t describe. i have spent a great majority of my life self negating for the sake of others, and so writing was just a form of expression where i could talk about all the things i’ve suppressed over the years - anxiety, career stress, financial stress, avoidance, depression, loss, coming of age, navigating love, etc

but lately, and i do think it’s been a build up of just some careless words from a handful of people over the months, i find myself steering towards a practice of writing that is no longer asking the question “how can i put as much of myself in this piece as possible?” but rather “how can i make sure people won’t criticize this…i feel awful that it doesn’t have what they want it to have…other creators are doing xyz, should i be doing that too?…i’m just scared to share this”

not exactly sure when that shift in headspace began, but as of right now, it’s as strong as ever. and i understand that those questions may seem irrational, and i just have to try to not focus on the feeling, n i wish i was someone that could compartmentalize those thoughts better, but here’s the thing — the whole reason i started expressing myself through writing in the first place was because i’ve spent my whole life compartmentalizing. it would feel so ironic & untrue to the lessons i’ve learned in this journey if i just chose to “suck this up” and continue pushing forward until i reach a point of burnout simply because i don’t want to upset anyone

i’m really sorry i couldn’t focus on the positive. especially with all the insane n incredible amount of love n support i’ve received for my works. i’ve said this time n time again but when i started posting kickoff to ao3 back in january of this year, i had NO idea it would be this loved by so many people…i was like ok can’t wait to interact w these four readers for the rest of the year…and then BAM, i find myself fully sobbing after each chapter update because i was so touched by all the sweet n kind words. i don’t want this decision to come off in a way that makes it seems like i don’t love u guys sm or that i’m ungrateful — i’ve always taken pride in respecting my audience. even for a simple hobby, i try to put effort into my works. i proofread, i plan out, i edit in length, all because i am, well, for one, i’m a bit of a perfectionist LOL but also i think there’s a great deal of honor in respecting an audience that gives you their time n attention

but i already am struggling in my life to focus on the positive. medicine has been such an incredibly daunting career to pursue, i’m honestly only doing slightly better now because i’m just filled with relief that i got into med school to begin with lol it’s still surreal to me, so the stress has been kinda manageable so far on that sense of optimism, but dear god the shit i went through to get here…and the shit i know i still face ahead of me. i spend all of my serotonin on trying to stay positive in the face of my responsibilities. so all of this time i’ve spent trying to stay positive for the sake of my stories too has just left me with so much exhaustion — i just don’t see why posting my works should be anything less than fun and endlessly exciting when it’s a hobby that’s supposed to help me thru the actual brunt of life.

anyways, i’m getting a little carried away here. all this to say, i just need to take time away from posting my works so i can see writing as something for myself n not for others again. i don’t want the thoughts swimming in my head to be thoughts of anxiety over people potentially criticizing me n my creative decisions. i want the thoughts in my head to once again be positive, excited, and nurturing towards my stories. i don’t see how i can accomplish that at this point unless i start writing for myself once more, and not for others

i still have a great deal of passion to write, which is why i haven’t formally taken down my works. i anticipate that i may be able to come back in the future to share my writing again. but as of right now, i just want to heal the relationship that i have with this hobby, and i feel like that’s gotta happen in private (lmfao it sounds like im tryna freak my writing)

i’m sorry that i turned off my asks n my replies, i know so many of u care about me n want to support me n i just am beyond thankful. i don’t anticipate this is a forever goodbye, but i do just need some time rn away from all of this.

hope u all have a happy time!! and take care of yourselves :) much love

- ellie

[vivilunacornio]

First of all, Merry Christmas

If you're finding this comment on the 25th… man we need friends lol

Second, if you're going to be annoying, don't bother yourself. Just move on, this is not for you.

Well, a month has passed since the end of Arcane and even though I haven't posted anything, I'm always here following some incredible analyses. And during all this time as a Caitvi shipper (long before the series was announced) I've seen everything in just one month

stan Jinx (sorry if you're a decent stan jinx, the ones I've met have serious problems), anti-caitvi, moral police, "arcane critical", vi hater, caitlyn hater, incel, misogynists, harassers, lesbophobes, people who go to the ship's tags to talk shit

And now I started thinking and finally came to the conclusion that… I don't FUCKING care about your opinion. I'm tired of stressing myself out because of misinterpretations. I'm going to have fun, there are fanarts, fanfics and people who love this ship as much as I do. If you couldn't feel the same way I did watching this couple's story, I'm really sorry, because I loved this experience with all my soul. I'm not going to ruin the affection and how special these two are to me just because you didn't like or didn't understand what the writers did to them

I have my own complaints about some of the choices the writers made with them, but nothing that would ruin my experience

To the couple's lovers, a piece of advice: don't pay attention to these people. They won't change the way they think and your argument doesn't mean anything to them, it will only make them think they are right. It's not worth damaging your mental health

So if you're one of those crazy lovers who just wants to freak out and have fun with hc, theories or just finding details, I'd love to freak out with you. Don't be shy, I promise I'm just a little weird

(english is not my native language, so I apologize if any words seem confusing)

[rocknrollsalad]

rating: gen cw: drinking/getting drunk, high society expectations, cranky steve and robin, period typical homophobia tags: no upside down au, rich kid steve au, steddie and Buckingham double date, chirstmas parties, Eddie learns whats in eggnog word count: 2412

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written for the steddiemas prompt "eggnog" but it's a good week late, another victim of the plague I caught lol

“You better go collect your man,” Robin whispered, having appeared out of nowhere.

Steve hissed, “Stop calling him that.”

His eyes darted around the room, both to make sure he wasn’t heard. Robin was right, he hadn’t seen his boyfriend (who was definitely not his date tonight) in a while. Probably not a good sign.

“Well he is,” she scoffed.

“You are supposed to be my date, that’s the cover story. For you and for me. Doesn’t really work if you go around talking about how I really brought Eddie.”

It shut Robin up for a second, just long enough for Steve to enjoy the victory, before she said, “Tell your parents to stop being so uptight.”

Except the counter to that was the same as it always was. “And yours are so cool about it.”

Probably not the round and round Robin wanted when she walked up here on some high horse. One she had no business climbing on. She knew Steve was always a little extra stressed at these stupid dinner parties and that tonight was going to be worse. Instead of being supportive, it was almost like she was trying to sabotage things.

They could talk about it later. Right now, Steve apparently had to go find Eddie because there was no way Robin was saying that for fun. He was doing something. Probably making a run for it…which was smart. Steve could, at least, show him the best escape routes and let him know he didn’t take it personally.

Especially because it was a lot harder for Steve to make that run for it anymore. Ever since they’d brought him in from the kiddie room (which was actually the garage), his moves were tracked. Sure he wasn’t sharing one sad, toppingless pizza with a bunch of kids he didn’t know anymore but at what cost? At least the garage had video games…and no one talking about investments or how he should have gone to college.

Steve went off to find out what was going on with Eddie. Robin, in her endless helpfulness, decided to stay put and give no direction. It left Steve to go from room to room, asking everyone he could. No one had seen him. Something that was maybe a good thing? This meant he wasn’t standing on expensive furniture telling some amazing and elaborate story that would be wasted on these stuffy assholes.

Things got so desperate, Steve asked his mom if she’d seen Eddie. She always knew everything that was happening at these parties. Yet she hadn’t seen him. It seemed unlikely and a quick segue into tired reminders to not cause a scene. This one came with the bonus lecture of not ignoring his date because “no respectable woman is sidelined for a friend, dear.”

And nothing proved more that Steve’s mom didn’t see everything. Not only would he and Robin stick by each other through anything, she wasn’t even his actual date. Though, Steve did have to admit the only people in the world who believed they weren’t dating were them. Probably Chrissy and Eddie but sometimes Steve wasn’t so sure.

Moving on from his mom before he got roped into some mind-numbingly boring discussion, Steve ran into Chrissy. She was Eddie’s date who was really Robin’s date and had been folded into the group shenanigans. Which meant Steve was so ready to drag her into this quest. If he couldn’t have Robin, he could at least have help.

“We’ve lost your date,” Steve sighed, trying not to freak out yet.

“What do you mean?” she asked, instantly jumping to freaking out.

Steve linked their arms together and continued walking on, trying to think of where else he’d hide out. “Robin came up to me and told me to go collect my man. I thought he was doing something embarrassing but, like, I can’t find him. Do you think he’d leave?”

“No,” she cooed. “He’s been so worried about this night, there’s no way he’d leave you. He wouldn’t.”

Something that would have been so much more flattering if Steve had any fucking clue where the guy was.

“The garage!” Steve said, realizing the one place he hadn’t looked.

Chrissy didn’t say anything, just picked up her pace and they sped off toward the kiddie party. Of course. it was in the detached garage. Heaven forbid the kids breathed in the others, dad’s cars would lower in value at the mere thought.

So they barged through the door and onto the familiar path, still arm and arm, laser-focused on the only place it made sense for Eddie to be.

Before the door closed behind them, the soft exclamation of “Steve” was sung out and Chrissy and Steve both leaped into the grass, barely holding back screams as the voice startled them.

Steve easily moved Chrissy behind him as they both looked for the source of the voice, rather than some creepy old guy or party crasher, it was the exact person they were looking for. Both of them let out a matching, but quiet, exclamation for finding Eddie.

He was sat on a stone bench, leaning against the house, and smoking. Not only was he well hidden by shrubbery but Steve had expected to find him indoors. He needed that last glimmer of hope that Eddie was still at the party. And he hadn’t exactly left so that was…something?

“Hey man,” Eddie drawled out.

Steve’s eyes narrowed but he turned to make sure Chrissy was stable and had recovered from the little fright neither of them was going to speak about.

“We’ve been looking for you everywhere!” Chrissy said.

Resigning to her point, Steve nodded and went for the “what she said” shrug.

“I’ve been ri-ight here, baby.”

“He’s drunk,” Chrissy and Steve whispered to each other.

“Oh no!” Eddie cried out, dropping his head back. “Who told you?”

“I think you did, champ,” Chrissy laughed.

This probably wasn’t great. Steve went into panic mode immediately, ideas on what to do next sped through his mind followed by the consequences of each. A drunk Eddie was less likely to keep up the ruse, one he and Robin had organized so carefully.

It wasn’t time to come out, yet. Steve knew that time was rapidly approaching. Each and every day he had to lie about who he was with or what he was doing was another stab in the chest but at The Harrington Christmas Soiree? That was not the time. If they could just get into the new year, Steve would come clean, and probably get disowned, but at least it wouldn’t go down for “trying to steal the spotlight”.

Chrissy rubbed her hand between Steve’s shoulder blades. He had to be thinking awfully loudly right now. Where was Robin when he really needed her?

“I didn’t mean to,” Eddie pouted.

Steve watched Eddie pat around the bench and his own clothes, looking for his lighter. It was such a distinct move but it brought in this creeping feeling of normalcy with it. They’d done this before. Both drunk and sober.

As he had many times before, Steve reached into his pocket and got his lighter. Once he was close enough, he shielded the flame so Eddie could re-light his cigarette. Which he did with ease. The smoke billowed from Eddie and cleared both of their heads.

“How’s that work, though?” Steve asked. He then turned to Chrissy and leaned in a bit. “Could you go find Robin, remind her not to gloat, and maybe get a glass of water? In that order of importance.”

“She’s not going to gloat,” Chrissy said but it’s already an apology. They both know the truth. It’s part of Robin’s charm but it’s always extra annoying in moments like these.

“That’s the spirit, let's hope for Christmas miracles.”

They share a giggle that they’ve earned by being as close to Robin as they are and Chrissy disappeared back inside. Steve sat down next to Eddie and moved his hand so Steve could take a quick drag off the cigarette. He’s going to need it…or some of whatever Eddie had.

“Alright, what’s the story then?”

“Have you ever had eggnog,” Eddie asked. A question that feels wildly off topic but, again, he’s a little drunk so a coherent sentence is a great start.

“Yeah, it’s disgusting.”

“No-ooooooooo. No. Look, listen, I mean. It’s not. You’re wrong. Wayne makes it all the time,” Eddie leaned in closer, a hand cupped over his mouth as he whispered. “Every year.”

“Yeah, my parents do too. It’s nasty. The one in the punch bowl is the one you want.”

“Au contraire, that one has alcohol in it and I’m supposed to behave,” Eddie has his finger raised, wagging in the air like a cartoon teaching valuable life lessons.

“And so’s the eggnog.”

“Mmmmmm, no. I think I’d know that.”

“I…actually, yeah. I’d have thought you knew that too. Wait, so how– you know you’re drunk now, right?”

“Yeah but, ya know, we’re not telling Steve. He’s going to make me sleep on the couch for a whole week.”

“Sure,” Steve pressed his lips together and nodded. This was ridiculous and he kind of wished Eddie was just giving some rambunctious nerd speech. “But how’d you get drunk then?”

“Sabotage, obviously. The Harrington’s don’t want the heir to their throne with a commoner like me.”

“So they spiked your drink?”

“Totally.”

“Somehow complimentary you think they’d waste liquor on that,” Steve shrugged and he snatched Eddie’s pack of cigarettes to light one for himself.

“So it was Robin!”

“More believable actually. No, it was the eggnog.”

“There’s not alcohol in eggnog, Wayne wouldn’t give me it if there was.”

“Because you have to put it in, which my parents do.”

In a different situation, this would be funny. Steve might even find a way to laugh about it later but the guilt simmering in his chest for not teaching Eddie about which drinks had liquor is too strong to enjoy the laughable way his boyfriend accidentally got drunk.

All the solutions Steve had run through didn’t fit the situation anymore. They were likely both going to have to leave. Or worse, Eddie and Chrissy were and that’d ruin so many people’s nights.

Before he could think of a way to save everyone’s good time, Chrissy returned. Robin right behind her. Steve quickly stamped out the cigarette like Robin wouldn’t see and stood to talk to them.

He filled them in on the whole eggnog situation. It earned the appropriate level of laughter but once it subsided, they started trying to actually solve the problem. Eddie sat content on the bench, watching them adoringly as they worked out his fate. Steve had to give it to him, he was a very happy drunk.

“Hey, psst, hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,” Eddie said as they were finalizing some plans to get him upstairs to Steve’s room and full of coffee.

“Oh my god,” Robin said, trying to shut him up.

Steve walked over, leaning into his space so he wasn’t towering over him. “Yeah, man. What’s up?”

“I just need you to know-”

“Oh boy.”

“I came in with a smoking hot blonde but she’s not really my date.”

With all the patience in his body, Steve let out a sigh that was every bitchy comeback he had rolled into one sound, and said “Yup.”

“You’re way better.”

“You didn’t even commit to that. At least hit on me. Ugh. Can you just be cool for like two more minutes?”

“Cool? Yeah? Yeah! I can be cool for so many minutes. Two, ten, six, eighty. I’m good at it.”

“You’re not, so we better do something quick.”

“We should fool around is what we should do. This place has to have so many rooms. I didn’t even peek in half of them.”

Steve turned around and looked at the girls, “I think we gotta leave.”

“You can’t leave your own family Christmas party,” Robin said.

“I’ve done it so many times. Chrissy and Eddie have to go because Eddie’s sick. You and me can work something else out.”

Eddie stood up and leaned on Steve. “You should have some of that eggnog. I guess they make it with alcohol here.”

“Will you stop acting like we don’t know each other!” Steve scrubbed his hand over his face.

Robin sucked her teeth, “Might be for the best, he won’t blow anyone’s cover that way.”

“But he’s being so obnoxious about it,” Steve groaned.

“Good thing he’s the only one being obnoxious,” Robin said, crossing her arms over her chest.

A pose Steve mirrored, “What do you suggest then?”

“Let him sleep it off. He’s right, there’s plenty of rooms here and all we have to do is tell the truth for once. He didn’t know there was alcohol in the eggnog.”

“I didn’t know. I gotta tell Wayne though, it’s way better this way.”

“Who doesn’t know,” Steve groaned. Not frustrated at Eddie for not knowing, not really, but stressed out by the situation and that had to go somewhere.

“What if,” Chrissy said with her shoulders pulled up to her ears. The meek injection spoke to her nervousness but she got everyone’s attention. “We joined Eddie?”

Eddie, who was draped on Steve’s back with an arm over his shoulder and idly rubbing Steve’s chest, hummed in approval. The comfort of Eddie’s weight had Steve forgetting everything they were supposed to be hiding as he melted into the comfort and contact.

Still, he and Robin voiced matching sounds of confusion.

“It’s not embarrassing if the ‘kids’ got drunk. It’s our first time here, they almost expect us to overdo it so…let’s overdo it. Eddie won’t be the one who didn’t know this or that, we’ll all just be young adults doing what’s expected of us.”

Steve pondered the plan. “We couldn’t go wild.”

“It’s not a frat house,” Robin said for Chrissy.

Eddie gave a soft “Yeah” that Steve knew was meant to mock Robin but came out like agreement.

“It could work.”

“It could be fun!” Chrissy cooed, jumping up and down a few times. Maybe they all needed to take the edge off here.

The hand that was on Steve’s chest now held his cheek as Eddie kissed the other one.

“Alright, alright. Let’s go have some fun,” Steve groaned, doing his best to act like he hated this.

“Finally!”

[cosmicstarlatte]

Reality Show (Obey Me!)

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Diavolo convinces Lucifer to have him & his brothers do a new demon reality show that revolves around their everyday lives.

»Characters: Demon Bros // ->[Click here for Part 2: Dateables]

»Tags: LUCIFER CAUGHT IN 4K, Shitpost/Humor, Mentions of reader/MC, Husbando Beel Supremacy, Bulleted Style

»Notes: CM = Crew Member ;; Sorry I was gonna upload this sooner but wanted to draw art for it. xD

Lucifer:

"Okay that's enough, go somewhere else."

CM: "We can't, you agreed to this under contract"

sighs

Mildly regretted his loyalty to Diavolo, otherwise he would've never done this

His camera crew was always on edge with him

The show stressed him more than usual

Perhaps there were a few embarrassing moments he would prefer not to talk about

Like pushing a door that said pull, forgetting the word spoon and calling it a tiny bowl on a stick

[Camera peeks through Lucifer's study, recording a smiling Lucifer texting on his phone]

CM: "Who were you texting Lucifer? Was it ___? There's been rumors..."

"I was checking the weather."

CM: "You take selfies for the weather?"

Mammon:

"Hey wait stop recordin' this! Not that what we are doin' is illegal!"

His camera crew had a rough time with him

But it made for good television!

He talked shit about Lucifer the most

"Yeah a lotta people dunno this, but Lucifer cries to me all the time! What can I say, I'm a reliable guy!"[Crew zooms in on an unamused Lucifer in the background]

[Cut to Mammon hanging from the ceiling]

"Can someone get me down from here!? HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GOIN'!?"

A lot of the crew's clips had shaky movement from running due to multiple mammon situations

They got a great swoon-worthy shot of Mammon gazing lovingly at you

CM: "Maybe you should confess?"

"I'm confessin' to nothin'! Talk to my lawyer!"

CM: "That's not what we- Nevermind."

Levi:

"I already stream online so this isn't any different."

lol

Levi didn't realize they'd be watching his every move

How was he suppose to worship his shrine of Ruri and you in front of them!?

His camera crew couldn't stop cringing around the otaku

it was uncomfortable for everyone

[Camera films secret sweet moment of him awkwardly practicing asking if you want to hang out]

He asked for it to be deleted, it was denied

However his ratings shot up after that clip and the next one:

CM: "Do you have a crush on ___?"

"W-what!? N-no!!! (Incoherent Levi noises and he trips)"

That clip became a viral meme for weeks

I'm talking remixes and everything

In the end his camera crew actually did have a lot of fun with him and they game online together now

Satan:

"Watch your step. Oh, don't touch that!"

His camera crew had a difficult time with him

He managed to avoid them frequently so he wasn't overly present in the show, much to the annoyance of Lucifer and the others

If they did catch him, all the clips looked the same, all he did was read

They did manage to catch him feeding some stray devildom kitties

[Camera zooms in on him in his room with a collared cat on his lap]

CM: "I thought you couldn't have pets?"

"It's not mine. Clearly, I can't control what comes in my room as of late."

CM:  "It has a collar?"

"Next question."

CM: "What can you tell us about the Anti-Lucifer League?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Next question."

CM: "Okay... viewers want to know what's up with you and ___?"

[Satan opens a book and gets sucked in]

Asmo:

"It's like, Devilgram Live, but longer!"

Most unbothered out of everyone

He did get annoyed when they tried to catch him before he could start his morning beauty routine

He was scary, they caught it on camera...it was the only time the crew deleted a clip on a brothers request

Overall his crew had an easy time, it was standard to what they normally do, Asmo himself was fun

He was a natural, of course everyone loved him, who wouldn't?

Was the one to start drama for the sake of tv

Nothing too crazy just messed with Luci's schedule, got Mammon arrested, hid Levi's Ruri body pillow, little things really!

[Camera catches Asmo cuddling next to you]

CM: "You seem very fond of them!"

"I am! Oh maybe we can do like a one year WEDDING special later on!?"

Beel:

"Just don't get in my way I guess."

He wasn't really on board with the idea but not much he could do

His crew had an average time with him, he was easy and chill to film

They caught him doing a lot of activities like, cooking/baking, sports, gaming, it was surprising to viewers

His work out clips got a lot of views too, he was a busy demon

They filmed him helping around the house, even cleaning your room and leaving you little gift snacks

CM: "Wow, snacks? You must really like ___!"

"Yeah. I love them. I want to give them the world."He confidently admitted, smiling brightly

Had high ratings in the polls, the show gave everyone a new perspective of him who wasn't just a gluttonous beast

Belphie:

CM: "Is he breathing?"

"Zzz..."

The crew had an easy but boring time with him

There's only so many hours of a sleeping Belphie you can record

The were some soft serene moments with him,Beel and you, gazing at the stars

[Camera catches him sleeping, smiling and mumbling something about you]

CM (poking): "Belphie wanna share what you were dreaming about? We heard you call their name. "

"Only if the network agrees to air it unfiltered. It will be very descriptive."

CM:

CM: "That's a wrap guys."

⬦You might also like: MC's Livestream

[vodika-vibes]

Congrats on the 500 followers! It is well deserved!

For my request :)

Gemstone: Ruby or sapphire. Your choice!

Partner: I’m going to have to go with Echo. He’s one of my favourites.

Season: I’ve always loved sunset in the fall because of all of the colours.

I have no thoughts as to where this would go so have fun with it :)

Congratulations again! Thank you so much for doing requests!

Sunset Kisses

Summary: Sunset has always been your favorite time of day, luckily Echo agrees.

Pairing: TBB Echo x GN!Reader

Word Count: 575

Prompt: Ruby - Passionate Love

Warnings: Echo got possessed by the ghost of Fives or Jesse or both and made a very innuendo-y comment.

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: Thank you for your request! I hope this story makes you happy, because it basically sprang from my fingers fully written, lol.

Honestly, you weren’t planning on spending your evening sitting on a rock and watching the sunset over the water, but here you are anyway. You’ve always loved watching the sunset, even when you were a child, and now that it's fall, the setting sun paints the skies in pinks and purples and oranges-

It speaks to the artist deep in your heart.

Shame you don’t have the time to put paint on a canvas anymore.

You lean back, casting your gaze out over the water, allowing all of the stress of the day to fade away, just for a moment.

“Have room for one more?”

You tilt your head to the side, and a small smile plays on your lips when you see Echo standing there, “Didn’t know you liked watching the sunset, Echo. You seem a bit…steady for that.”

It’s not an insult, and he seems amused by your comment, “Well, how can I not when it’s so pretty?” Though he keeps his gaze locked on you, and you feel yourself flush.

“Well, there’s plenty of room, if you don’t mind being close.” You reply with a small smile.

He climbs up onto the boulder with ease, and settles next to you, your thighs pressed together. Echo doesn’t, technically, need to be so close, there is enough room that he doesn’t have to be pressed against you, but you don’t mind.

It’s Echo after all.

And you’ve been crushing on him for weeks.

You glance at him out of the corner of your eye. The sunset is painting him in gold and you’re pretty sure you’ve never seen anything more gorgeous in your life.

Seeing this, you can understand why people believe in the divine. 

His lips curl up, “You’re staring, mesh’la.”

“Ah! Sorry!” Your gaze snaps back to the water, though you glance at him when he laughs.

“I don’t mind,” He bumps you with his shoulder, “Though, I’m curious to hear what you’re thinking?”

“Um…nothing interesting.” You say sheepishly.

“Well, I definitely don’t believe that.” He bumps you again, “Come on, I won’t make fun of you, I promise.”

You definitely don’t want to have this conversation, but he’s so sweet-

You groan and press your hands over your burning face, “I was thinking that you look like a god when bathed in the gold of the setting sun. Please don’t laugh at me.”

Echo doesn’t say anything for a long moment, and you take a moment to glance at him from between your fingers. He looks stunned, and then a slow grin crosses his face, “Funny,” He says slowly, “Because I was thinking something very similar about you.”

“...wait, what-”

You’re not able to get anything else out because his lips are pressed heavily against yours. His hand comes up to press against your cheek, pulling you closer and closer, the kiss becoming more and more heated the longer it lasts.

And when he breaks the kiss and presses his forehead against yours, you’re kind of breathless, and surprised. But there’s a little grin playing on his lips. “I was thinking,” Echo murmurs as his fingers trail down your throat, “Why don’t I walk you home?”

You tilt your head questioningly.

“That way I can worship you the way divinity is supposed to be worshiped.” His smile becomes sly, “On my knees.”

Your face heats, but you can’t pull your gaze away from his, “I think,” You mumble, “That sounds wonderful.”

[aannonn]

combusting into flames

heheh lil' fic ... my first time ever participating in a october of any kinds ohmygosh ,,,

welp! sticktober and the most recent green video gave me motivation to write this ... feral tsc time ... ....

hope u enjoy reading it just as much as i enjoyed writing it !! ^-^ ( although it was kinda difficult and took me some time to think about very specific words to use in this . lol )

( lil' tag : @shad0wr0se9044 ; eheh )

tags :: unreliable narrator , yelling , swearing , post-traumatic stress disorder - PTSD , validation seeking , hurt no comfort , death threats , misunderstandings , fights , talking In musical notes , i am my own beta reader , excuse me for any errors im not a very good beta reader , also is very lowkey unreliable narrator but dont trust them either way

cross-posted on ao3 aswell !!

StickTober | Day 4: Follower / Disaster Word Count : 1,759

Everything was so cold. So unbearably cold.

   Red-orangeish colors - Or were they reddish-orange? they adorned his body like fireflies, flooding his vision and freezing their skin like fibers of glass. His head throbbed restlessly and they felt unbearably cold, almost as if they were swimming in ice.

   Distantly, he could hear several people writhing frantically, some even swimming heavily to the lawn, grabbing it like a lifeline.

   Even more distantly, but which seemed to be rising beneath them, he could hear someone laughing in the distance, their head throbbing even louder at the sound.

   - BAHAHW- SHOULD'VE SEEN YOUR FACES!"

   The camera lens of the cell phone was pointed directly at them, the blinding light momentarily blinding him as the owner of said device walked away cautiously, still smiling big and laughing as loud as the blinding sounds of the lava burning their skin.

   Orange watches as his friend Green watches them writhe in the lava frantically, laughing as if the whole ordeal was just a very poorly done comedy show.

   A picnic. A picnic was what he told them, something completely harmless and peaceful - The picnic would be located in the Sakura biome, where cherry blossoms would fall beneath and the wind would gently embrace them, making the entire air - once slightly tense and distant, now serene and joyful. Where all they would do was eat the adorable sandwiches and feel the sunlight shining beneath them and only them.

   Just them. As it always was.

   At least it seemed that way.

   Green pulled out his phone and walked away - At first, they didn't think much of it. (Well, except Red; He stood up instantly after noticing Green's departure, frowning but continuing to eat the sandwich even while standing.) - Maybe he just wanted to take a photo of them and send it to his Instagram, writing something about friendship and stuff like last time. Neither of them minded it, perhaps a little hesitant, but Green would return to them soon. Just take the photo and then sit back down. Nothing more.

   Then the floor opened. And everything suddenly looked hot and red. His skin burned like icy flames as if shards of glass had stuck to their skin and refused to let go. Bells rang in his head like thunder and everything spun wildly - blurs of different colors swam across his vision restlessly and confused their brain to no end - they desperately swimmed to the edge of the lawn, clinging to it like a lifeline as he gasped and huffed.

   He looked up. Green, even if blurred, was the only color that stood out in his vision - Towering over him like a cloud, so bright it hurt.

   He tricked them. It was all a trick. He didn't want to spend 'quality time' with them as previously told - Instead, he wanted to record the entire ordeal, not giving two cents that none of them asked for it, that none of them were even having fun.

   He bumped them into lava, applauding the ordeal as if a comedy show was being played instead.

   Orange felt his hands close around the grass more firmly, pieces of grass outlining their hand with the rigid action.

   He almost ended their friends.

   Orange leaned on the edge, successively climbing out of the pool that juggled violently on his skin.

   They are gonna end him.

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   - FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT-"

   - PLEASEPLEASE STOP- ORANGE-"

   - GET THE HELL OFF OF ME-"

   - STOP FIGHTING! Blue, please, calm down-"

   - OHH YEAHH- BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM, ORANGEY!"

   - RED, SHUT UP!"

   Green rolled his finger over the screen, bringing his legs closer to his chest as he rested his chin on top of his knees, absentmindedly leaning his back posteriorly to the fluffy pillows behind him, wincing slightly at the mildly sharp sensation he felt upon closer contact.

   He browsed through the comments on his most recent video, unthinkingly skimming throughout phrases and sentences incontinently - Something to abstract his mind off of the backache that sent twinges down his body intermittently.

   Green hissed as he felt his back slam onto the grass, his cell phone flying out of his reach and his glasses hung loosely on his face ; He's pretty sure he heard a low pop coming from one of his lenses after the heavy impact. Orange had him pinned to the ground, his hands were kneading the grass on either side of his head, holding him in place - Green frowned, ready to fight to get Orange off of him and complain about how the sudden approach disturbed the video only to shudder by the absolutely furious look on their face. - WERE YOU TRYING TO KILL US???" Orange shouted, making Green flinch at the volume so close to his face. Green tried to laugh nervously, raising his hands in surrender. - Dude- Chill, it's just a prank-" Orange growled, frowning in ever greater annoyance. - WHAT KIND OF A FUCKING PRANK INVOLVES DROPPING YOUR FRIENDS INTO LAVA." Irritation began to rise through Green now; Not just by having Orange literally screaming in his face, but by essentially hearing the implication that they truly believed he was capable of legitimately harming them albeit having known him for years. - IT'S NOT EVEN ACTUAL LAVA- GET OFF OF ME!" - WHAT MADE YOU THINK DROPPING US INTO FAKE ASS LAVA WITHOUT US KNOWING WOULD BE A GOOD IDEA???" - DID YOU SERIOUSLY THINK I WOULD EVER TRY TO ENDANGER YOU GUYS ON PURPOSE????" Green shouted back, his brow furrowing in irritation and betrayal. - WELL, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR FIRST FUCKING THOUGHT WHEN BEING DROPPED INTO WHAT LOOKS LIKE LAVA." Green fell silent, staring at Orange's furious face in disbelief. Did ... Did they genuinely believed he was going to deliberately put them in legitimate danger? But- They've known him for years??? They know he would never do that, right??? ... right? A distant sniffle from behind Orange distracted him from his thoughts, tilting his head up and glance his eyes towards the sound - Or, at least; Tried, seeing as Orange was still firm in pinning him to the ground. Yellow whispered cute comforts into the air, gently stroking Blue's back with Red standing right next to xhem. The latter giving him a stern look as soon as she noticed his gaze, scoffing before bending down and pulling Blue into a side-hug, avoiding looking at him. Blue was shaking uncontrollably, holding onto Yellow's arm as if xheir life depended on it - Xheir head was bowed to the ground, sniffles and sobs coming from xheir huddled position in Red's arms. Green stared at them for a moment, confusion and worry filling his being as he noticed Blue crying softly in their friends' arms, small splashes of water still dripping from their forms sitting on the floor. Why was Blue crying? It was just a prank ... Orange seemed to have gotten out of whatever furious storpor he was in, glancing an eye to look at the trio, then back at Green - Letting out a sigh, they pushed themself away from him and stood up, inhaling several deep breaths and mumbling unintelligible words of which Green was too far away to understand.  Green took off the limply glasses from his face (One of them had its' lens broken. Great.) and sat up, hissing softly as he felt his head become somewhat heavier, along with a sharp pain in his back that made him feel like he had slept on a log. - I'm sorry.. Just." Orange took a deep breath. - .. Go home." Green blinked, promptly standing up and ignoring the sharp pain he felt inside his skull from the abrupt movement. - What? No! I'm not going to-" - Home." - -leave and ignore Blue who is literally crying-" - HOME."

   Green shivered, burying his face in his knees and biting his trembling lip as he desperately blinked away the tears that were gradually beginning to well up, soft sobs escaping his throat unwillingly.

   Several hours has passed upon prior practically throwing himself on the mattress almost immediately upon ingressing at their shared room, having stolen regeneration potions from Blue on his way to the computer at Orange's command.

   Although he felt like immense fatigue filling his entire body and ready to collapse whilst enwrapped with innumerable comfy pillows and cozy blankets, Green found himself grabbing his phone out of his pocket and opening Youtube, scrolling through various comments from his latest video without actual real direction.

   He just wanted some distraction, some comfort - Anything that could ease the agonizing pain in his chest.

   His brain can't discern what he did wrong.

   It was just a joke. A laugh- A prank! Something they've all done to each other before, over and over again; innumerous times. This time is no different. He only stayed one step ahead of each of them in this silly prank war.

   So why were they so angry? Why didn't they just brush it off like they always did?

   Why didn't anything ever turn out the way he expected them to?

   Green sighed softly, taking a deep (although shaky) breath to calm the sobs in his throat and continuing his directionless journey of scrolling through the comments in the hope of finding something that could potentially pique his interest.

   He doesn't know what to do with the video now. It started out as a harmless prank that ended in a terrible disaster that broke one of the lenses in his glasses and made his friends extremely angry with him.

   Maybe he should just delete it-

@(ThisIsAnActualCommentThatImNotGonnaReveal) Bro Its So nice

   Green froze, blinking away the fog in his brain.

   Bro Its So Nice

   All thoughts about his friends and his unsuccessfully video ready for potential deletion are long forgotten - The only thing his brain focused on was those four(4) words, reading them over and over again.

   The entire video, he just sat on the same couch for six hours - The only thing that indicated time passing was the giant stopwatch right above him and the couch.

   For six hours, he sat in the same place, doing absolutely nothing.

   . . .

   Maybe he could just edit the video. Cut some parts, re-record others - Everything so that his audience, his beloved followers, would be duly satisfied.

   He couldn't just let them down just because of a stupid little fight. Fights happen between friends all the time! No big deal! Surely his friends would understand. Why wouldn't they?

   So Nice

   They loved his videos, he couldn't keep them waiting apprehensively for any potential new videos much longer. After all, the channel is for them.

   It's all for them.

   Just for them.

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[disaster-husbun]

OC Smash or Pass: Cain Starlight

Nobody tagged me I just really want to do one lol

Tagging @adina--astra and Anyone who hasn't done it yet but wants to

Rules: pretty self explanatory. include physical descriptions or pics, and propaganda. the “other” label can be used for “sexuality misalignment” (ie: oc is femme and you’re gay, vice versa or you aren’t into smashing but a specific thing you wanna do with them like perhaps hug or study them under a microscope idc).

ABOUT:

height: 2,12m / 6'11

age: 43

gender: cis male

pronouns: he/him

sexuality: Bisexual

PROS:

Outgoing. Bright, warm personality, Cain likes meeting people, making conversation and new friends, and trading stories.

Good listener. If you need someone to hear you out, a shoulder to cry on, or share your excitement, he's there for you. "Those ears aren't just for show"

Bartender. If you want a drink, alcoholic or not, he can put together something tailored to your tastes.

Alchemist. Hungover? Cold? Stressed? Cain can make something for it. Need dyes and paints? Those are his favorite to make.

Open to new things. Cain will try anything at least once before he decides he likes it or not, and he's always happy to learn more about anything.

CONS:

Shady dealings. Cain will take on any job request, and he is more than willing to overlook anything illegal if it pays well.

Debt. He owes a lot of money to a lot of people. It's not unusual for some of them to come knocking to collect, and not all of them are nice about it.

Closed off. While he's open to to talk and make friends, he'll keep his own life very close to his chest. Not one to talk about the past, he'll usually deflect the conversation back to yourself or other topics.

Addiction. The main source of his debts.

MISC:

Born blind. Cain's aether doesn't flow properly in his body, and without specialty medication he's completely blind. Glasses help make up for the rest of it even with medication. That same medicine causes his eyes to glow.

Aetherically short-sighted. He can only feel aether very close to himself, and needs to touch anything he wants to get a reading off. It's easy to catch him off guard with any spells until when they are about to hit.

Smoker. For some a con, for some neutral (or even a pro), Cain's aether medication is taken through smoking, and he can be regularly seen with a pipe.

Piercings all thought his body, including snake bites, nipples, and jacob's ladder.

Night's out. He'd rather go out than stay at home. Be it a nightclub, a tavern, or even a quiet stroll through the streets. If you like dates, hangouts, and going out, he's your guy. But if you're looking for a domestic experience Cain might not be what you're looking for.

City boy. If you drop him in the wilderness, he'd be helpless. He doesn't know survival skills like hunting, making shelter, or the sort. Best he can do is purify water to drink if he has his alchemy supplies.

Lover, not a fighter. Man can't hold his own in a fight. He knows which end of a dagger to hold, but his height is all he's got. If you want someone to protect you, look elsewhere, but if you like to do the protecting, he needs it.

SEXUALLY:

"Down for anything, as long as it's fun" is Cain's motto. A switch, he's very open to most things. He knows people often like him as the big tall Dom and he'll gladly play the role, but he very much also enjoys being a sub. You're in for a night of fun and having all your desires fulfilled.

ROMANTICALLY:

So used to putting up a show and reflecting other's expectations, he's adaptable to a fault. Drowning out his own preferences for the sake of making others happy, if you're trying to pursue a relationship with Cain, you might find he's more likely to fit to your wishes than his own. He'll tend to all your wants and your desires. But giving him the space to be himself is a battle he doesn't know how to fight, and you'll have to do it for him.

[barrencelenny]

✨ fav fics published in 2024✨

back again for a 2024 edition of a semi complete list of faves! as always, thank you to all the fic writers I owe you my firstborn or something <3

Constantine Interference by BeauregardsTaxicab

-things I like: 1. pov outsider 2. random magic plot devices 3. silliness. things this fic has: 1. pov outsider 2. random magic plot devices 3. silliness....this fic was made for me lmao

cognitive dissonance by SoftBoyDepot

-I do love fics where Henry appears it must be said. the show really killed him off too quickly rip

Runaway Flash by nlpiersee

-I love fics where barry grows up in a different environment after his mother's death, and I think this is the first one I've read where he grows up with the lances!

But Hey, I Guess That's Us by RedRidingStiles

-barry one-upping Len's thieving plans is everything to me

the sun shines through by Moriavis

-the tags "barry has so much to say" and "Leonard doesn't want to hear it" describes them perfectly lmao. but also, ouch :(

Bartender, Our Love's Alive by captainicecube

-bartender Al I love youuuuu

the devil you know by QLaLa

-don't look at me we were ALL enjoying barry in a muzzle don't lie. anyways I was having fun when Len was having fun calling barry a bitey tuna then I was having even more fun when Len started stressing out about the fact barry relaxes when he's around.

cold cold man by coldflasher

-yayyyy I love you elseworlds fics, I think this is the second? or third? one so was very excited to see this one lol

the future is prologue by Anonymous

-eobard is the funniest possible pov in a coldflash fic. you can't be upset by what you find out when you're spying on people dude!!

Of Allergies and Forgiveness by Blin_Blinskiy

-as an allergy girlie I'm just having fun with the idea of them having allergies lol. suffer <3

Throwing Away The Plan by kitkatt0430

-another fic where Len and Henry knew each other in prison love this for me. also Len calling out Joe for being a dirty cop you go bby

[moremaybank]

hello, love! how are you?

i had an idea and i just really needed to tell someone about it but none of my friends would get it so i hope you don't mind you're the one i came to

what would you think about rebekah and katherine fighting for a girl's attention?

rebekah and katherine fighting for your attention...

a/n: babes!! i don't mind at all that you came to me. i adore this idea! i don't know if you wanted this to become a headcanon but i kinda got carried away lol. 🫶🏻

rebekah masterlist | katherine masterlist

okay, we all know that bex and katherine don't get along

never have, and i'm ninety-nine point nine percent sure they never will

though rebekah fights with her brothers, she still doesn't appreciate the way katherine got in between elijah and klaus and caused problems to arise in their relationship

katherine, on the other hand, doesn't exactly appreciate how klaus wanted to sacrifice her

so, they stand where they've always stood when it comes to the other

and it's no different when they set their sights on you

alright, let's get into it

katherine approaches you, asking if you wanna hang out with her

she promises you a night of drinking, dancing, causing chaos, and mostly having fun

but just as you're about to respond, guess who pops up?

"sorry, love. y/n and i already have plans. we're going clubbing, and you're not invited," rebekah says, slinging her arm around your shoulders

katherine's impulse is to roll her eyes, but she wants to make a good impression on you

so she goes "well i'm sure y/n wouldn't mind if i tagged along?"

and of course, you being the sweet person you are, you agree (much to bekah's dismay)

then, one day, rebekah hears that you'd had a rough go of it at work, so she picks up a bouquet of flowers on her way over to your house

a little pick me up

sweet, right?

wrong

because when she gets there and you open the door, her eyes land on the hundreds of carnations — which are your favourites, might i add — and she notices katherine standing behind you with her signature smirk plastered on her lips

it takes everything in bex to not rip katherine's heart out right at that moment

but then she sees the glimmer in your eyes as you still take the bouquet from her hands, and you plant a kiss on her cheek in thanks

so can she really be mad?

there's always some fun (or not so fun) banter going on between them every time you all hang out

"you know, she's not very original. i can name at least two other people who are carbon copies of her. on the outside, anyway."

"hm, well at least i don't have a psychopathic brother stabbing me and shoving me in a box for centuries every single time i annoy him."

and you're just there like :/ because you just want them to get along

there have been a few (many) cat fights

they're both always offering to do everything for you

need a ride home from work?

rebekah's ordered a car service for you

having a stressful day and needing to blow off some steam?

katherine's dragging you to a party

in need of a dress for a fancy occasion?

they've both got racks after racks from every high-end boutique they could find, and have compelled strangers off the street to try the outfits on for you

anything to make your life easier

they're both extremely protective over you, especially when it comes to you

bex: "come with me, love. anyone involved with katerina finds themselves dead as soon as she's done with them."

kath: "oh, please. you have a thousand years worth of enemies trying to take you and your siblings down. i'm only at a mere near-five hundred."

if there's one thing i can say, it's that there truly is never a dull moment

~

rebekah & katherine tag list (join here!): @princess-charming-01 @kittyqrt @techlipse @the-kaya-aa @skydisneylover @iluvniklaus @diyabhanushali1 @your_best_hoe

[astermath]

hi! i'd like to ask a one shot on carmen berzatto in which the reader is an italian girl her early/mid 20s who works as a waiter at the bear and is sydney's best friend. her and carmen meet through her and they start secretly dating. the rest is up to you

thank you <3

hi!! I simplified your request a little,, it's more like a blurb / headcanon thing than a oneshot because I'm working on a long chapter for my nemesis series rn lol, hope that's okay!! thank you for the request angel! ♡

pairing: carmen berzatto x fem!reader

tags: sydney being a matchmaker somehow, not so secret relationship, exactly what it says in the ask lol, normal size font below!

wc: 0.9K

let me know if you'd like to be added to the tag list for further carmen berzatto related content!

+ when it comes to hiring waiters, carmen just wants someone who's experienced. someone who knows what they're doing and who can do it well. and quickly. this restaurant has to work, has to make everyone proud, and the staff has to reflect that.

+ sydney instantly thought of you as a reference. you'd worked at your family restaurant back in italy, and when you moved to chicago, had continued said occupation to support yourself in various restaurants. though none were as nice as "the bear".

+ so when your friend had called you up for an interview for a brand new restaurant with one of the most promising chefs of the country, of course you took the offer.

+ though carmen knew most waiters were usually... presentable, he didn't quite imagine you to be this fucking pretty when you showed up for the interview. he almost forgot every question he was meaning to ask when you walked through that door, all bubbly excitement and feminine flair.

+ he loved hearing you talk about your life in italy before moving to the states, your experiences working in the service industry, your passion for food and people... he almost forgot he was supposed to be conducting an interview at all, he just adored hearing you talk so much.

+ and sydney noticed too. she noticed the way he had such an easy time conversing with you, which is odd behavior for him, to say the least. she was just glad the two of you were getting along, and her friend had a chance of getting hired.

+ and of course you were hired. not only was carmy already hooked on you, but so was most of the other staff. your bright personality and quick witted comments were nice and refreshing when things got a little too stressful. plus, you worked fast and efficiently; what more could they ask for?

+ carmen’s interest in you remained. he knew it was a little wrong, since technically, yes, he is your boss. which is why he was a bit reluctant to do anything at first.

+ you were making all the first moves. giving him meaningful glances during quiet moments, helping him out with things that didn’t apply to your job position, staying later to help him close up and clean. even if it meant you’d be tired as all hell by the time you were home, at least you were spending time with him. to you, it was more than worth it.

+ and he seemed to think the same. carmen never thought the closing shift could be as fun as it was when you were there. these days he was almost fighting richie for it, claiming that it was more fitting for him anyways since it was his place after all.

+ late night shifts turned into walking you home. walking you home turned into hanging out at your apartment for a glass of wine. a glass of wine turned into kissing on the couch. kissing on the couch turned into staying the night… you’d fallen into a routine with him so easily, sometimes you forgot there was a time before carmen was in your life. it just felt so… natural. like it was always supposed to be like this.

+ and though you really liked carmen, you didn’t want to jeopardize your position at the restaurant. you’d finally found a stable, well paying job, it would be a shame if you lost it over a relationship with your superior. though sometimes, you wondered if it would be worth it. to risk it for carmen.

+ carmen agreed, and so the two of you continued to keep your relationship under wraps for the time being. it was for the better, and besides, it’s not like he talked much about his personal life to his colleagues either. well, except for sydney.

+ and boy did she have her suspicions. of course she’d find out eventually, she’s a very smart and observant person. she can figure out carmen so easily, so she’s definitely not oblivious to the sneaking glances and hidden smiles, or the way he always manages to stay behind with you at the restaurant. not even the hickey you tried so desperately to cover up with makeup slips past her radar.

+ but she doesn’t say anything, at least not for a while. she lets the two of you live out your little secret relationship, believing she doesn’t know, until she accidentally slips up about it.

+ you’re complaining about the noise in your apartment and your lack of sleep because of it, clearly frustrated, when sydney asks “why don’t you just sleep over at carmen’s again then?”

+ she doesn’t realise she’d revealed that she’s known all along, until you look at her like you just saw a ghost. you’re about to defend yourself and come up with some excuse, when behind your friend, you can see carmen standing at the bar, smiling to himself as he cleans the counter.

+ it brings you comfort to know that apparently, he doesn’t mind anyone knowing. the secrecy was more for you than for him if anything. you’re not his little secret, not at all, and that became very clear when he’d start talking sydney's ear off about you after. though she does find it annoying, she’s glad two very important people in her life have found each other and are making it work.

+ plus, it’s nice that you two always cover the closing shift.

+ though she has her doubts about what you two are actually up to alone in the restaurant past closing time.

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it is serious. the ship just comes off as nasty to me and i dont understand it

oh, then I'm sorry for being dismissive. I thought you were just a hater lol.

but in all seriousness, if a ship seems nasty to you, then a logical explanation of it is probably not going to change your mind. squicks are just gut reactions, so it doesn't really matter whether or not you understand the thing that squicks you. and that's ok! if the ship makes you uncomfortable, you should just block the rw regicide tag (or in my case you should probably just block me entirely lol )

but since you did ask sincerely, I'll at least try to explain why I ship it:

basically, I'm just a sucker for the 'enemies to lovers' trope and the 'villain redemption' trope. show me any two characters who fit both of those, and I'll probably ship it lol

I like villain redemption, because I like tragic villains. I like villains whose actions are inexcusable, but understandable. villains who lash out due to grief and end up doing horrible things in the throes of rage. and I like making them feel bad about it. I like villains who know they are monsters, who know they have done despicably evil things and truly hate themselves for it. and I like giving them a second chance. I like to see them feel remorse and turn away from evil and try to become better people.

and I like enemies to lovers because... well, for a lot of reasons that would probably take several thesis papers to unpack, lmao. but basically there's just something really intimate about two characters who can handle each other at their absolute worst, when no one else can. arti is like an unstoppable force of rage until she meets scav king, who is like an immovable object to her. he's willing to fight her and kill her as many times as he needs to, but he never strikes first, and he always gives her the chance to back down. and since he does have min aggression and max sympathy, I see him as the type of person who would easily forgive someone who is genuinely remorseful. he doesn't want to keep the cycle of violence and hatred going; whenever arti is ready to let go of her rage and stop the bloodshed, so is he. when she's ready to face the consequences of her actions and try to become a better person, he would rather support her than condemn her. he doesn't necessarily expect his people to forgive her, and he doesn't try to make excuses for her or downplay any of the harm she caused. i just think he could personally look at arti and find someone worth caring about underneath all the rage and hate, and in turn she could look at him and find someone she can trust enough to let all that hate go and admit she was wrong.

obviously, this type of relationship could never happen in real life (or if it did, it would be a fucking toxic disaster). but they're just characters, so their relationship doesnt have to be realistic, and I just want their story to have a happy ending I guess.

idk if any of this makes sense to you, but it's fine if not. you don't always have to understand why people like things that you don't like, it's ok to just block them for your own peace of mind. so if this ship still makes you uncomfortable, feel free to block me, I wouldn't take offense. stay safe and remember that fandom is for having fun , so dont stress out about it too much!

[erosiism]

Hello Eros! Could you possibly give some advice to those who are trying to start writing a story and to those who are worried about their stories not getting looked at or read?

Thank you ♥♥

don’t worry haha we’ve all been there!

for me, I’ll say I definitely got really lucky—my first fic was objectively pretty bad but I hopped on quotev when bl wasn’t the most popular and got lucky i guess

buttt in terms of wattpad I definitely has to work my way up haha. my first fic there got like 100 reads in two months. I hope this answer is going to make sense because I’m not paying too much attention to the structure or whatever, but I’m gonna start with the popularity part first. btw I’m assuming you’re talking about people finding your works on wattpad, not quotev

intriguing plot matters… a lot. something that can catch the eyes of someone or maybe a pairing (yandere __ x __ ) that’s rare or creative. so overall the description of your story has to be good! I would say stick to concise and eloquent ones. just focus in including the pairing and the book description inside. I won’t lie and I’ll admit that aesthetics help a great deal, but don’t go too overboard with fonts or anything haha (if you need a website to copy and paste fonts, there’s lingojam or QWERTY.dev) don’t forget title matters a lot too!!

tag well! there’s no such thing as too little tags haha. after all, tags help readers to discover the story!

make sure you pre write a bunch of chapters b4 you update. updating at a consistent pace can really help you climb the rankings. don’t be discouraged when your fic doesn’t get too many views at the start—it all starts building up and the minute you climb the ranks, you should see a massive surge of popularity. so don’t give up.

now on to tips for writing! take note that I’m still considered a amateur so none of this is professional writing advice. it’s all very surface level

writing matters a lot, which is the obvious. personally as a reader I tap out the minute I see lowercase or no paragraph breaks. obviously good grammar and punctuation is needed. it gets really hard to read when everything is choppy and broken.

don’t try to be too fancy! of course, prose matters. it’s pretty and it shows a mastery of the English language. But I’ve seen fics where everything seems way too overdone— kind of like if they kept searching “synonyms for __”— a good vocab is always welcome, but too much can seem too pretentious. there are times where it’s obvious the word isn’t even used correctly lol

remember to plan your everything out first! I know some authors plan chapter by chapter but personally I don’t do that, I feel like it greatly limits me. I usually do character profiles, major plot points, scenes I want to include, character dynamics

lastly just don’t stress yourself out. writing should be fun and not stressful