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ladybyakuya · 2 months ago

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| THAW + GAKU.

+cw. — fem!reader, biker au, biker!gaku, biker!nagumo, uzuki, akira, kashimo are mentioned, background uzurion & taroaoi; no fluff or smut so idk what to mention except, heavy pining, tension, first meet, and flirting. Will there be more? Lets see?

+wc. —1.2k

+syn.— oya? A new face in town? A new trophy to win? Perhaps. . .

+notes. — thought too much about biker!gaku while listening to Tough by l d ray and now i’m here.| redirect to blog navigation.

Gaku always ties his ace hand bandages on both hands all by himself while the spectators watch him do it, slowly surrounding him like a bevy of stars, boys and girls alike thinking what if he needs help, what if he picks one of them but he never picks someone from the crowd to do it. It is a holy ritual for him, a gesture of good luck before he secures a win against the rival gang but tonight as he spots a new face among the crowd and that too in the rival gang he can not help but wonder who might you be!

He sees you hiding behind one of the top bikers in the rival gang, Rion Akao clutching onto her arms like it is a last stick in the sea to survive, eyes lingering all over the place with a downpour of worry and fear. Why did Akao-san bring you here? Or were you that curious that she could not dismiss your demand? Did you throw a tantrum? Oh my my! Are you the tantrum-thrower type? Kei who is standing by his side notices how Gaku’s hand movements have ceased while doing his silly habit for what he calls “a holy ritual.”

He nudges Gaku’s elbow saying, “Oye focus.”

“Huh?” was all Gaku yielded from his chest looking at Kei and then looking at you asking, “Who’s that? Never seen her before.”

“That’s Rion. You truly need those eyes to get checked.” While Geku’s eyes still watch you from the gaps of the crowd, his eyebrows pinch at first; then he turns his head towards Uzuki exclaiming with a tone of taunt laced underneath, “Really now! You have eyes only for Rion-san but no one else, huh?” as he leans over the engine of his bike and everyone in the crowd vocally swoons in unison at his stance which certainly makes you notice that particular crowd surrounding a biker on the opposite side of the road.

Uzuki’s eyes go flat like a heart monitor of a dying patient. He can’t put up with this now! Literally can’t.Not again. The visible annoyance on his face does not go unnoticed by Gaku and hence, he decides to salt and pepper it as the announcement starts to blare, “Everyone! clear the path. The race is going to start soon. Everyone! clear the path The race. . .”

Today’s crowd is not that rowdy so Kashimo does not have to hurt his throat and lungs much. Sometimes he has to take medicine but that happens on special days, like when there is a race match between Taro and Uzuki.

As the crowd disperses, Nagumo gets ready for his race against Gaku. The former holds his helmet in his hands as Rion whispers in his ears. Nagumo laughs as Rion steps away with a serious expression while he laughs before stating,” Sure. Sure. I will take her on a ride for sure,” looking at you.

“I will not wear a helmet though.” You demand. One of Nagumo’s eyebrows jumps; not that Nagumo is reluctant to your choice yet feels the urge to look at Rion. Her expression does not help him much.

“No. can’t do. Safety first lady.” Nagumo chimes.

Now the road is occupied by the two bikers who are about to race against each other. Most of the crowd had stepped back to the pavement alongside the road. Gaku still has not completed his ace bandage, which is spotted from where Kashimo is announcing. He was just about to ping Uzuki about it but things take an unexpected turn.

Standing among the crowd, you laugh at Nagumo’s silly antics while Rion scolds him. Gaku glances at Kei before he extends his arm towards the other side of the road. The unified commotion of the crowd dissipates gradually as you finally lay eyes on him. You see the guy opposite Nagumo swallowing, the movement of his Adam’s apple is painfully visible. It takes a while for everyone to understand who is he pointing at.

Rion and Kei exchange looks. While Kei lets his fingers skim through his hair in disbelief a smile tugs up along Rion’s lips. “Go on. He is harmless,” says she swatting her hand making your lithe grip let loose. You look at Aoi who is standing beside Taro holding his hand because Rion saying ‘harmless’ is not the kind of gauging you can easily rely on. Aoi smiles at you while Taro just nods. Now, what’s that supposed to mean? You look at the biker on the opposite side of the road who is still waiting, extending his hand out towards you.

You sigh, just once but with the silence that got clustered in this place within a few minutes your sigh sure sounds heavy. You cross the road, stand in front of Gaku, and grace him with a two-second eye contact before holding those dangling bandages. You tilt your head and inspect. There is not much to be done, except wrapping the tape around his fingers and the thumb part has already been done. It is a good thing that you knew otherwise it would be so embarrassing. Maybe he would instruct you or show you how to do it on one of his hands so that you could do the other. You secure the wrapping with the velcro ends it had. Your ears pick up a question, “Are you new around here?”

Gaku gives you his other hand with a tape coming out of his pocket. You look at him with a surprise washing over your face, lips visibly apart as your eyebrows pinch. Is this guy for real? “No. Not really,” you say inserting the loop over his thumb. You need a sort of support to achieve the tight binding it demands. A part of you wants to avoid any sort of skin contact not because he is a stranger or an acquaintance of an acquaintance but because you would like your boundaries to be protected. So, you scoot forward a little letting his fingertips rest on the leather jacket yours, the left side where your heart resides, while holding his wrist that has already been wrapped. You start to wrap the tape around his wrist then diagonally when Gaku notices how even your heart beats. It makes him nervous.

“What will you be doing after this race?” Your movement pauses for like two seconds and then you continue. “Are you free?” Gaku can feel your heart rate. It is not calm anymore. You tie around his knuckles, then move to wrap in between his fingers one by one taking your time while the grip on his wrist grows firm. You can feel his pulse too. It is throbbing like an old light in the attic.

“Am not,” you utter, sticking the two ends of velcro one over the other. Glancing at him once you get back to the other side of the road getting behind Rion like you did before but this time not holding her hand or Akiras who is smiling and giving you looks.

“That was an odd display of . . . affection?” The mike is alive again. Gaku looks like he just has his pants.

“You really need to teach him some manners Kei.” Gaku voiced.

Uzuki lets out a chuckle offering the most humble response, “Now why would I do that?”

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tonerion-spotted · 4 months ago

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tone rion spotted!

Pink character of the day- ★

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Tone Rion (v3)

From: Vocaloid

#tone rion spotted #true. true

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synthesizershowdown · 1 year ago

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Round 1 Has Finished!

Thank you all for voting! Some of the results are not what I expected while others are exactly what I thought they would be. Either way, it was an exciting time.

If you would like a breakdown of each winner along with occasional bit of commentary, it will be below the read more. Otherwise, the next round will start in a few days!

Macne Nana (87.5%)

Koharu Rikka (62.1%)

LUMi (60.6%)

Camui Gakupo (70.5%) - I’ll admit, I’m a bit surprised how low in votes Kiritan was. She’s decently popular in Japan, so I kinda thought it would translate here.

Sweet ANN (81.3%)

Kevin (69.7%)

Yamine Renri (59.5%)

COKO (73.9%)

AZUKI (53.8%) - Really now. Zunko lost to Azuki of all vocals.

Rana (82.4%)

Maika (93.5%) - For the longest time it’s was 100% for Maika, which made me laugh when I saw that.

Kizuna Akari (57.7%) - So, apparently it’s ZHIYU Moke. I had his photo saved as Zhiyun, autocorrect says Zhiyun and I have always referred to him as Zhiyun. I’m so sorry Zhiyu Moke fans, I’ve failed you.

flower (80%)

Otomachi Una (77.5%)

Macne Papa (69.6%)

Chis-A (79.2%)

Marie Ork (62.5%) - This was probably the most obscure face-off.

galaco (84.8%)

Tonio (79.3%)

An Xiao (58.3%)

RUBY (70%)

SeeU (88.2%)

BIG AL (53.1%)

CUL (51.3%) - This was such a close match, the lead swapped a few times. I think the difference might only be two votes.

Lily (54.7%) - I love Lily, but I really expected all the Crypton vocals to pass at least the first round.

Yuezheng Ling (59.3%)

IA (86.2%)

Sato Sasara (68.2%)

DEX (80%)

Chiyu (92%) - I had to be reminded of Ginsaki’s existence when making this blog. I remembered the Vocalina girls more than him, which probably says something.

YOHIOloid (61.5%) - Of the two controversial Vocaloids, I did think Lapis would be more popular because of her design at the very least.

Kotonoha Aoi & Akane (71.9%) - I’m a little sad I couldn’t separate Akane and Aoi into their own spots on the bracket, but they literally have the same voice. It’s arbitrary which one is singing, which always saddens me.

Xingchen Minus (81.5%)

SF-A2 miki (87.9%)

Tone Rion (51.5%) - I wish they never changed Rion’s design. I loved the moe idol maid look. And the purple hair.

Natsuki Karin (67.9%)

Ryuto (82.5%)

Sachiko (65.8%) - Kinda surprised the enka vocal beat the versatile English male vocal, but maybe Jun is just too obscure...

Megurine Luka (85.7%)

AiKO (85.7%)

ASTERIAN (83.8%)

OLIVER (78.8%)

YUU (66.7%)

Kaai Yuki (75.6%) - I love how, of all the AHS vocals not named Yukari, Yuki is the vocal that gets new songs on NicoNico. And she’s the child vocal.

Tsurumaki Maki (56.4%)

unity-chan! (71%) - Is it because she has a design? Because I literally don’t think I’ve ever heard a song with her.

Genbu (60%) - This was the first tie. Kinda didn’t think that would happen until a later round.

Fuiro (53.7%) - Really?! I’m absolutely baffled by this result. Is there just an appeal for Fuiro’s edgy look?

Mo Qingxian (78.6%) - Kinsaki has even more votes than Ginsaki and yet I also forgot about her.

Cong Zheng (59.3%)

Mayu (85.7%)

Hatsune Miku (73%) - Poor Nemu never had a chance. The vote was closer than I expected though.

AVANNA (91.2%)

kanon (77.4%)

Yuma (51.2%) - Why was this so close?

Hiyama Kiyoteru (72.2%) - How did I get his name backwards? I checked the wiki and everything...

Haiyi (51%)

Kagamine Rin (77.1%)

Prima (77.4%)

Luo Tianyi (92.3%)

MEIKO (81.8%)

Chika (78.4%)

Yuezheng Longya (65.7%)

VY1 (86%)

MEIKA Hime (79.1%)

Nekomura Iroha (76.3%) - This actually shocked me. KAFU is so popular on NicoNico, she gets at least one new song in the top 20 every week. She’s even getting a SynthV! Iroha, to my knowledge, never had that level of popularity. The NicoNico-Tumblr disconnect really shows sometimes, huh?

Kagamine Len (65%)

Kasane Teto (88.7%)

GUMI (83.6%)

SONiKA (51.9%)

SOLARIA (90.2%)

Po-uta (85.4%) - ... Is he actually popular? As someone who doesn’t like Porter Robinson really follow YouTube original songs, I don’t see him pop up on my feeds.

ROSE (54.8%)

VY2 (60%) - I put VY1 in the poll itself. I’m an idiot. I really hope that didn’t actually effect the vote. Also, kokone is probably my favorite vocal design. I don’t really know why, but I really love her appearance.

MEIKA Mikoto (88.7%) - I actually forgot to capitalize the MEIKA for both of the plum siblings. I’m such a fake fan.

YANHE (95.7%) - None of the V5 or V6 standard vocals passed this round, which probably indicates how well liked they are.

Yuzuki Yukari (75.9%)

Haruno Sora (65.3%) - Surprised about this one, but I’m also glad I won’t have to copy that weird N thing with ONE again. Copying the unique symbols in some of the vocals really is something I don’t recommend.

Utatane Piko (88.5%) - If you haven’t heard AiSuu, it’s a unique experience. Her voice is so not what I expected when looking at her design.

Mirai Komachi (56.3%) - The only isotope vocal to continue on is COKO, who I think is the least popular of the four released vocals. Fascinating.

Eleanor Forte (69.5%)

Xuan Yu (80%)

L♀LA (65.2%)

Fukase (75.8%) - I know ALYS is an obscure vocal from an obscure engine, but still. I expect the pretty lady to beat the burnt boy, not get destroyed in the vote.

#poll results

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wildfire317s-oc-box · 4 months ago

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Name: Tatsuo Aikawa

Species: Kitsune Yokai

Hair color: brown

Hair style: short, fluffy and slightly curly

Eye color: his right eye is dark blue and his left is bright orange

Skin color: tan

Age: 16

Nickname: tatsu (given to him by mikitama)

Fashion sense: he does not have any particular fashion sense and tends to wear his uniform often even if it is not needed.

Sexuality: straight

Height: 5'6

Strength: He is Hinoe rank strength but is powerful for someone in his rank

His Story: When he was younger he was friends with a girl and fellow yokai by the name Mikitama and they were rather close. However as it often does time moved on and they slowly drifted apart around the time that Mikitama had began training to become a demon slayer in secret. One night while Mikitama was away for her Final Selection He and another friend were attacked by a demon, He was rescued by a hashira who happened to be nearby and escaped with a scar; his friend was not so lucky. He later decided to begin training to become a demon slayer and this decision reunited him and Mikitama who took him in as her tsuguko.

His personality: he is very kind, silly, energetic and easy-going but he can be serious if he want's to. He is very protective of those he cares about. He is very loud but knows when to tone it down if there are people who are sensitive to loud noises around. He is hardworking and a bit stubborn and insists on his trainer training as hard as she trains herself despite her objections. He is the type of person to bottle up his negative emotions and only let them out when he is around someone he is close to.

His Inner World: having not encountered any demon's who can access it yet he has heard tell of people having an "inner world" but has not yet seen his own. He gets the sense that it would be rather chaotic though.

His Abilities: (being a kitsune he has more abilities than the average and above average human)

Enhanced strength

Fox form transformation

Minor illusion creation

Short distance flight

Temporary invisibility

Temporary dream-walking

Minor pyrokinesis

Minor electrokinesis

Temporary disguise

Extra tail creation

Fox breathing: a breathing style originally borrowed from @rion-isnot-an-ai by tatsuo's original creator that is heavily reliant on speed and is derived from water breathing and wind breathing (if borrowing this is not allowed please msg me)

Fox breathing, first form; spirit dance: the user twists and bends their blade in a dance-like pattern as they gracefully dash forward, slashing everything in its path.

Fox breathing, second form; running fox: the user dashes at blinding speed behind the target and slashes at any part of its body. The cut is clean and swift, but powerful to ensure damage

Fox breathing, third form; cold, choking wind: the user circles around their opponent while using their sword to cut them from all directions

Fox breathing, fourth form; sharpened tail slice: the user leaps up over the target, in midair, they swing their blade in 1-9 vertical or horizontal slashes at the chest, head or back, depending on when the slashes are delivered. This attack is very useful when the user is attempting to cut off their opponent's neck.

Fox breathing, fifth form; merciful spirit: the user steadies the grip on their sword and decapitates the opponent with one clean cut. The attack is used when an opponent surrenders

Fox breathing, sixth form; fox in the wind: the user uses blinding speed to move to various spots around the opponent while slashing them with their sword. It is difficult for the opponent to counter-attack, due to the speed the user is moving

Adopted from: @larz-barz

Breathing style originally created by: @rion-isnot-an-ai

#demon slayer oc #kny oc #adopted oc #tatsuo the fox

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vani-candy · 7 years ago

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trust nobody, not even yourself

#shitpost #doodle #sketch #VOCALOID #Tone Rion #Rion Tone #Tone Rion V3 #Tone Rion V4 #Rion V3 #Rion V4 #VOCALOID3 #VOCALOID4 #Vocaloid memes #Rion's V3 and V4 designs are drastically different from each other and i love them both #tbh i think i like her V4 design a little bit more but i think its the pink hair #and pink hair is my weak spot hhhhhh #vanilla shake (artist)

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tonerion-spotted · 7 months ago

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tone rion spotted!!

✨ tone rion ✨

#tone rion spotted #I SAW THIS ON TWITTER AND WENT INSANE OVER IT ON MY PRIV #colors are so pretty .............. it perfectly captures like. tone rion. if you get it!!!#like this art is so her. it reminds me of her. even if it wasn't art of her i would go “oh tone rion in this style would be so cool”

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henqtic · 3 years ago

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Can’t Be Morning

paring: the darkling / aleksander morozova x reader

summary: a soft morning with the aleksander where he tries to get you up, not that you and any reason to be in the first place.

word count: 662.

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you woke up to the feeling of light kisses getting place onto your jaw, nothing but mere flutters— lingering as he’d press his lips to the soft skin before moving onto the next closest square inch. he’d whisper a light wake up every so often, moving you closer and closer awake from the possibility of telling him that you already were.

there was honestly no reason for you to, not an inch of sun calling out to you both, effectively smothered and blocked from pouring into the room by way of the dark curtains that were hung in front of the windows.

and either way, it wasn’t uncomfortable laying in one spot with him— arms loosely wrapped around your bare waist, pale legs intertwined with your browned ones, becoming much darker from the activities of the recent summers season— he, however, wasn't exactly being a fan of anything that involved him not wearing his black kefta.

his duties for the king had even been lightening up this past month, leaving you a full two hours that were free for you to just lay down and do absolutely nothing so you had no idea why he was so adamant in making you be up.

“morning,” he whispered, noticing your eyes cracking open by the smallest amount, quickly squeezing your middle and nuzzling his head further into the crook of your neck to get something out of you that wasn't a tired groan.

and he did, that sweet like honey light coming from your throat, short, joyous but ending the moment you processed the seven lettered word that came out of his mouth.

“oh but it can’t be morning aleksander,” you whined in deniance, turning over from your spooning position so that you could face him instead of the walls— his arms not failing to take you in again as he hummed in agreeance to his last statement.

his hair was slightly ruffled, turned up in different directions from how much he would stir in his sleep, dark eyes having slims of sleepiness in them and of course, he was shooting you that lazy smile.

it was nice to see him like this.

“ah but it is, if i were to pull the curtains back you’d be blinded by the light,” he said with mock sympathy, tapping the place between your eyes with every syllable— your nose scrunching up at the feeling and the fact he'd think to bring that up.

up until you convinced him not to anymore, that was exactly how he would wake you up. you didn’t know if it was because he disagreed with your plans to sleep in every day instead of going on a walk or just because he liked to see you pile pillows over your face in an attempt you block it all out. but you did know if you were suddenly thrown into a cold shower, it wouldn't be any worse.

“don’t joke about that, i’m scared from the whole experience— i can’t even look at these windows the same.”

he quickly cleared his throat and fixed his posture as much as he could while still making eye contact with you. the only support he had on the bed being his folded arm and asked, “oh how will i ever make it up to you my darling y/n?”

his tone sounded not too far from of some lovesick fool in the fifteen hundreds.

“stay in bed with me for the extra forty five minutes we have left and don’t try getting me to laugh again, i’ll just hold it in,” you threatened, his eyes rolling as he put his head back down on the soft pillow right beside you.

“maybe i’ll just get alina in here to do her thing.”

“i’ll actually break up with you if you do that, I'm serious,” you scoffed, taking the plush from under your back to hit him in the face with it.

“oh yeah, now i really am.”

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holden-caulfield · 3 years ago

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Traditions

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REQUESTED: "Hii may i request a draco x reader where they’re bestfriends atm but they both have feeling for each other and none of them is willing to tell anything. it’s winter, then they end up under a mistletoe. But the key is that the mistletoe only spawns above those who both love each other."

SUMMARY: y/n and draco find themselves under some mistletoe.

WARNINGS: none!!

WORD COUNT: 797

A/N: i'm not sure about this one, i've been feeling really unmotivated and uninspired... idk

"You're really not gonna tell her?" spoke Blaise incredulously.

"Of course not, i'm not gonna make a fool of myself." said Draco haughtily, but it was evident there was a touch of fear in his voice.

"You already are a fool, might as well ask her out." added Theo Nott from his bed.

Draco shot him a deadly glare before deciding he was ready to descend the stairs towards the common room.

"You should just tell him, y/n!" said Pansy, her tone slightly annoyed at your stubbornness.

"You know i'm not, you can stop telling me." you declared, sitting on your bed waiting for your friends to get ready.

It was the final day of school before the winter break; that meant saying goodbye to all your friends as if it was the last time you'd see each other forever, only to see them again in january.

You finally reached the common room, at the same time the boys did. A fortuity.

You caught Draco's gaze before everyone else's, always so calm and collected. He smiled at you, a rare occurrence because the boy's face never showed particular signs of happiness.

You smiled back, the joy of having finished the tests until next year showing through the bright grin directed to the boy.

You opted to talk to him, not to confess your feelings, you wouldn't have. It was nothing but a crush, one that didn't need to be revealed.

He saw you approaching and the thought of disclosing his love crossed his mind, but he wouldn't have. No, he wouldn't.

"Off to Paris, Malfoy?" you started jokingly, knowing about the Malfoys' usual 'common and boring' trips, as Draco frequently described them.

"Italy, most probably, it's much better." you giggled and you would have continued your casual conversation hadn't it been for your friends calling you.

"Y/n, Draco..."

"Yes, we're coming."

"No..." you stopped yourself to stare at your friends but they simply pointed out a spot just above your head.

You and Draco looked up to find mistletoe, mouths slightly agape at the unexpected coincidence.

You let out a laugh that sounded more like a heavy breath as you kept on staring at the plant above you, utterly scared of what might happen if you crossed his stormy eyes instead.

He seemed to have the same idea, keeping his gaze on the mistletoe, jaw clenched.

"Maybe you should... y'know..." started Pansy with her usual shrilly tone that only appeared when something exciting was happening.

Draco finally looked at you, but you didn't dare lower your regard.

"We shouldn't-"

"It'd be just a kiss, bad things happen to those who break traditions..." uttered Theo much like a prophet, interrupting Draco and his weak attempt at restraining himself.

"It'd be... just a kiss, right?" you finally spoke, barely audible, but Draco's ears understood your dulcet voice perfectly.

"Only if you want." he stated clearly, but you both wanted it. You had wanted it since the day you had met. But the courage to actually make the first step always seemed too weak in comparison to the will to maintain your friendship, the fear the sentiment might not have been reciprocated.

You tentatively closed the distance and he followed gladly. Lips finally touching after so much longing.

It was an instant you wished last forever, but under the curious gazes of your nosey friends you deemed it best to stop.

His cheeks were now scarlet and your own certainly felt hot after the searing moment you had just exchanged. You blamed the sudden heat on the observers, but you both knew the real reason.

"Well?" asked Daphne, leaning towards the two of you almost as if she was watching the most important scene of her favourite tv show.

"Well what? It was nothing, just- a friendly kiss, wasn't it?" you replied, staring at Draco once more.

"It would have been, but that is magical mistletoe." stated Blaise, pointing to the plant hanging above you. You lifted your gaze and noticed it had considerably grown since the last time you saw it, red berries adorning its every branch.

"And?" asked Draco, an eyebrow raising up in question and slight annoyance. Typical, but you couldn't help but love it.

"It only spawns above those who love each other."

At that point, your body was like on fire and you felt your limbs suddenly go rigid. You wanted to do something but it was impossible.

"Very funny. Hilarious, really." continued Draco, trying to play it off, but his eyes displayed something else, uncertainty.

"Try moving, it'll spawn there too." spoke Blaise, incredibly amused.

"I swear i would have told you." you suddenly said, catching everyone's attention. "At some point."

"No, you wouldn't." shrieked Pansy.

He smirked, "Then good thing this happened."

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leossmoonn · 3 years ago

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Can you do where the reader is singing in the shower and stefan walks in and hears you sing for the 1st time and he's just obsessed 🥺💖

(Btw love your writing 🥺✨💖)

yes, this is such a cute idea! and thank you so much :))

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pairing - stefan salvatore x gn!reader (tbh i was gonna include something that would make it fem, but after i got done writing it i realised i didn’t include it at all, so i made it gender neutral!)

type - fluff

warnings / includes - mild language, you getting embarrassed and throwing deodorant at him. italics is your voice when stefan is listening

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“Baby you’re highlight of my lowlife. Take a shitty day and make it all right.” You sang softly as you lathered your body in soap, scrubbing your skin so it was clean from all the supernatural activities you had taken apart of.

“Oh, in every circumstance. Yeah, you make the difference. Baby you’re the highlight of my lowlife.” You finished the song with a little riff you had made up on the spot. You rinsed your body, basking in the warmth, letting the water relax your muscles that you had been using to throw arrows and knifes.

“I got a man, but I want you. I got a man, but I want you. It’s just nerves, it’s just dick. Makin’ me think ‘bout someone new…”

Stefan furrowed in his brows as the dulcet tones of your voice awoke him. Of course, he didn’t know it was you specifically. He sat himself up on his elbows, using his vampire hearing to try and single out your voice.

“And you’re right. You’re right, I got my guy. But I, I can’t help it. I want you…”

His eyes widened in surprise and he got up, following your voice to the bathroom. He creaked the door open, quickly closing it so you wouldn’t see him. But you didn’t hear the noise, your music, singing, and the shower all drowning out the sound. He nudged the door open a tiny bit, poking his head in and setting his eyes on you. He smiled widely as you saw you dancing and singing, using the loofah as a microphone.

“But this sex would cloud your memory. A couple strokes to put it in, then you belong to me...”

His brows raised in pleasurable surprise as your voice carried off the note so smoothly. Your voice raised a few pitches, going off into the next few lyrics. He didn’t do anything else but lean against the door frame, staring in awe as you sang the next song.

“Oh, I’m scared if I look into your eyes, I might see your soul...”

The rich, sultry tones of your voice resonated through the bathroom, bouncing off the walls and flowing through Stefan’s ears like a lullaby. He fell into a trance then, paying no attention to Elena, who walked into his room, looking for some makeup that you had borrowed the other week.

“Hey, Stef, do you know where Y/n put my eyeliner?”

Stefan didn’t answer her. He just waved her off as he listened to you with a star-struck smile.

“Stefan?” Eleną frowned, walking over to him and poking him. “Did you hear —”

“Yeah, yeah. It’s somewhere,” Stefan spoke quickly, not tearing his gaze from you.

Elena raised a quizzical brow, peering into the bathroom, her mouth coming into an ‘o’ shape in realisation. She smiled and awed. “She has a beautiful voice, right?”

“Yeah. I can’t believe I haven’t ever heard it before. And we’ve been together for a year. And I’ve known her for three.” He turned his attention to Elena for a few moments.

“She usually sings in the car with the girls and I. I wonder why she’s never shown you. She’s very proud of her talent.”

“Well, I found out. Nothing she can do to hide it now,” Stefan grinned, turning back to you. His dead heart soared in his chest as he saw your head tilt back into the water. Your mouth opened, singing softly, but also projecting. You looked and sounded like angel. Stefan was sure had never been so obsessed with someone before.

Elena smiled at him, walking away quietly to leave you two. You still hadn’t notice the two, much less Stefan, standing and admiring you. You were in your own little world, pretending you were on a big stage, singing to all your fans. Your friends would be in front, cheering for you the loudest out of everyone. And Stefan would be next to you on stage, taking advantage of his dance classes he took as a boy, spinning you around and singing with you as his voice was also a treat to listen to.

“When you told me you didn’t need me anymore. Well you know I nearly broke down and died…”

Your voice changed from silky smooth to raspy and more free. You sang the Beetles’s “Oh! Darling”. A song that Stefan didn’t think you would ever sing because of the soft, controlled, and clear voice you had been projecting all this time. But here you were, impressing Stefan even more by doing a completely different genre, and crushing it, of course.

You reached down into your throat, growling on some of the words, adding riffs and making the song fun and filled with emotion. You were using your whole body to perform, spinning around, stomping your feet on the ground, bowing your head down and bringing it up to make the song more dramatic. Your voice was still clear and controlled, impressively so. You hit each note perfectly. The high-highs and the low-lows.

This was one of Stefan’s favourite songs from the 60s. He didn’t even realise he had started singing with you, accompanying your voice in harmony, when you stopped singing. Your head turned to his, eyes widening to fear and shock as you hoped he hadn’t been standing there the whole time. Stefan stopped singing at once, his face twisting in confusion as he didn’t hear your voice anymore. He looked to you, pulling an apologetic smile together.

You opened the shower, immediately wrapping a towel around your body as you stepped out.

“W-Where you listening this whole time?” You asked.

“I was,” he nodded. “You shouldn’t be ashamed or anything, I —”

“Get out!” You yelled, pointing to the door. Your body was hot and shaking with anger and embarrassment - mostly embarrassment. Your grabbed a bottle of deodorant, throwing it at him in hopes that that would get him out. But of course, it didn’t. He caught it with ease, setting it down beside him.

“Y/n, I swear, I —”

“Stefan, please!” You begged.

Stefan shook his head, walking up to you. He took your wrists into his hands firmly, but gently, bringing you close to him. You rolled your eyes, adverting your gaze from him. He put one of his hands under your chin, lifting your head so your eyes would meet his.

“Why didn’t you tell me you could sing?” He asked softly.

“I dunno,” you mumbled. “It’s not something worth telling.”

Stefan scoffed, not believing your words. “Liar. Elena said you were very proud of your singing voice.”

“You talked to Elena?” You brows raised. “Only for a second. She came in to look for something. Anyways, why are you being so modest?” He asked.

You shrugged. “I guess I just get shy around you. I don’t know.”

Stefan grinned at your explanation, thinking you were the cutest thing in the world. “You’re usually not, you know.”

“I know, but this is different.”

“Well, I don’t think so. And I think you sound beautiful. Like, seriously. I don’t know if you noticed, but I was practically drooling.”

You giggled, “I did notice. Your reaction gave me butterflies, you know.”

“Well, good. You know, if you ever want to sing me to sleep or something, go ahead. I don’t care. Or sing while I’m doing work. That would be good, too,” he suggested.

“Hm, alright. You gonna pay me, though? I don’t sing for free. I charge a hundred dollars per song.”

Stefan laughed, “How about a hundred hugs and kisses?”

You pursed your lips, pretending to be deep in though. You looked into his eyes, smiling widely. “I guess that could work.”

“I’m glad. Now, I need to shower, too. Would you like to be my music?” Stefan asked.

“I would love to.”

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Mismatch- Part 16

Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020

When everyones dates go very well

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“Thanks for dropping us off,” Marion slides out Selina's car, Kagami and Chloe following, “We couldn’t take the same route as them,”

“I’d be disappointed if you did,” Selina teases, with an edge of seriousness.

“Thank you,” Kagami chimes in, getting waved off by Selina as she and Chloe leave to hunt down the targets.

“So you’re going to tell him?” Marion whispers through the open window.

“Yep,” She sighs, tightening grip on the steering wheel, “We’re going to go on a date of out own, completely romantic, then ruin the evening,”

“You really think he’s going to be mad?” Marion cringes, getting a reassuring smile.

“At me,” She clarifies, “Don’t you worry he’ll be thrilled to have more kids,”

Marion holds back a laugh at her exasperated tone, “Have fun,”

“I won’t,” Selina assures, throwing back a, “Have fun,”

“I will,” Marion grins, spying on the totally-not-a-date between two disasters will be nothing but entertaining.

Marion waves at the leaving car before jogging to catch up with the girls. Staying slightly behind to watch them try and talk about plants. Chloe trying to sound more intelligent than ‘look at the pretty flower’, not that Kagami would mind. He resists the urge to drags his fingers through the leaves of ferns and vines as they walk down the winding paths of the botanical garden. Too many times has he touched plant life only for it to wither and die later, a side effect of holding his miraculous too long. So he always made sure Marinette is around to counteract the bad luck.

The urge gets easier to resist as they enter a more open garden area, filled with flower patches and green grass. Probably the cleanest place in Gotham likely thanks to a certain rouge that would hunt you down for littering here. He spots the two lovebirds and directs the girls to a nearby tree well suited for hiding behind as they spy on the little picnic Adrien has set up, in a grassy patch surrounded by flowers.

“Oh my god,” Chloe groans, “How can they be such idiots?”

“Can we just tell them?” Kagami asks irritably, not for the first time.

“No, let their relationship take its natural course,” Marion scolds, not for the first time.

“Do you think they’re going to be just as slow when they’re together?” Chloe complains more than asks, “Will they ever get married?”

“Are you kidding?” Marion scoffs, “The day after they get together someones going to propose,”

“Probably both,” Kagami predicts, watching as they both fumble over something.

“Probably,” Marion and Chloe both agree, as the fumbled object gets dropped.

“Well, hey there!” a high pitch voice shouts through their whispering, “Who’re we spying on?”

Marion whips around coming nose to nose with Harley Quinn herself. He takes a step back to see Poison Ivy standing just behind.

“Um…” Marion debates going for his baton, they didn’t seem hostile but they don’t need to be to cause damage, “Our friends date?”

“Ohhh!” Harley stands on her tiptoes to look over their heads, “Aren't they just precious?!”

“Yes,” Ivy agrees to Harley’s goo-goo eyes despite not having looked over once.

“Let's go say hi,” Harley links her arms with Marion and Chloe’s dragging them over to the picnic.

“What are you doing here!” Marinette shouts as soon as they approach, seemingly more surprised at them than the two rogues.

“I caugh’em spyin on ya and decided to drop in,” Harley releases them and sits down, “This looks delicious!”

Harley takes a cookie from a plate, eyes lighting up when she takes a bite. Marion locks eyes with Marinette as confused as him. It only gets worse when Ivy sits down as well, on the grass not the blanket. Well it’s not like he can just leave. Marion shrugs and sits down, immediately reaching over to steal from Marinette's plate, ignoring the plates around him.

“Sooo,” Harley hums partly around a mouthful of cake, rocking back with legs crossed, “What’s ya names,”

“Marinette, that's Marion,” Marinette hisses his name, as she tries to snatch back half a sandwich.

“Oh! Brucie’s kids!” Harley claps her hands together, “You’re the Wayne twins!”

“Uhhh…” Yes? No? Kinda? Soon? It’s up to him?

“No they're not,” Kagami takes a seat following Chloe, “It’s just a baseless rumour,”

“Yep!” Marion agrees way to loudly, “A completely baseless rumours, no fact here, nope,”

The look he gets from Marinette is expected, but it’s Chloe’s lingering gaze that really gets to him.

“I like what you’ve done with the flowers,” Marinette covers for him, alerting him that Poison Ivy had made many more bloom.

“I didn’t do much,” Ivy says, even as the grass around her is a couple inches taller than it used to be, “They already wanted to bloom so bright at seeing you,”

“Really?” Marinette sweat drops, reaching for her bag, “I do have a bit of a green thumb, I take care of a garden back home,”

“What wonderful things do you grow?” Ivy asks with keen interest, Adrien off to the side looking awestruck at Marinette’s composure.

“She’ll be takin all day now,” Harley spins towards the three other date crashers, “I didn’t hear your names!”

Chloe and Kagami startle as she leans further into their personal space.

“Surely if you’ve heard of the twins you’ve heard of me,” Chloe flips her hair, only getting a blank face from Harley, huffing, “Chloe Bourgeois,”

“Kagami,” She replies curtly, “Marion doesn't appreciate date crashing,”

“It’s alright Kags,” Marion assures, he more had a problem with having to hold her back from yelling at them both when they didn't kiss after fireworks.

“Ohhhh, are you two dating,” Harley stage whispers, making Chloe choke on her drink.

“No not at all,”

“Just friends,”

And not friends in the Adrien Agreste way.

“Ew gross you two dating?” Chloe cringes, “Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”

“Oh! Then you two!” Harley exclaims, addressing the girls.

“Umm…”

“Well I….”

“Yes,”

“Rion!” Chloe yells, blushing furiously at his shit eating grin.

“Well let me give you some advice,” Harley sing songs, a not so subtle glance back at Ivy.

“I don’t think that's necessary-”

“Hush now,” She shushes Kagami, “So when you're on a date and some bozo tries interrupting, there's this nifty thing you can do with certain nerves-Or! If you have the tools, a good whack upside the head-Or! My favourite! You get your gun and…”

Marion shifts away, still keeping Chloe and Kagami in his sights, both completely red.

“-And I planted this one three years ago,” Marinette explains, letting Ivy hold her phone, eyes glued to whatever picture was on it, “I know they tend to like partial shade but I found this one prefers to be more in the sun, so I just move it on especially sunny days,”

“Your garden is brilliant they all look so-” Her gaze snaps up to Marion, making him freeze in place, “They do not like you,”

“Um,” It takes a second to realise she was talking about the plants, “I guess not, the plants at home like me,”

“Do they?” Ivy frowns, and Marion desperately hopes she likes Marinette enough to not attack him.

“Well, we have a catnip plant that does,” Or at least Plagg likes it enough to do his best not to let anything, even himself, destroy it.

“You do?” Ivy turns to Marinette, who starts talking about the plant.

Marion takes this opportunity to escape back into the conversation they were having with Harley-

“And if you really want to have fun in bed you can-” Nope never mind.

Marion stands, considers bringing Adrien along to find some more snacks for their bigger group. But he seemed just as enthralled with Marinette as Ivy is with plants. He walks off waving to Marinette as she looks over to check on him. He smiles at the silent desperate pleads for help Chloe and Kagami give him. With a bounce in his step Marion walks off.

He didn’t even realise he had left them alone with two rouges until he was halfway through the gardens. Whatever. Marinette could handle them and they both seemed friendly enough, if not very polite. If they wanted to crash a date he can think of another person that would rather it happen to them.

“So the twins got out of hospital yesterday,” yes because that's a good way to bring up the topic of your illegitimate children to their out of the loop father.

“That’s fast,” Translated means; I’m suspicious.

“Did you look into those Paris heroes?” No she isn’t stalling not at all, this is important.

“I did, they’ve been working mostly alone for years,” Bruce scowls, picking at his food “I don’t know how the league hasn’t heard about this,”

“Didn’t Marion say this Ladybug person fixes everything?” Selina hums, she had been to Paris and never saw anything, they couldn't be that good could they?

"Is that what he meant?" Bruce looks up at her genuinely puzzled.

Selina hides her smirk behind her wine, which she desperately needed for this conversation. She had forgotten not everyone could understand their babbling. Not even Bruce, yet. She merely hums in response, before taking a gulp of wine.

“I plan on contacting her,” Bruce admits out loud, their secluded rooftop table ensuring privacy, “Did they say anything more to you?”

“They’ve had some other things on their mind lately,” She doesn't meet his eye, so they were back to this topic, great.

“Post traumatic stress?” Bruce guesses, she wished- wait no- that's not good.

Selina would rather do this a hundred times over than have her kids suffer like that. Fortunately they didn't seem to be. Which could be concerning in its own right.

“No, actually, they seem completely unaffected by a near death experience,” Selina sighs, they should be right? Thats normal for regular people right? Well they weren't normal, mainly because of the man sitting across from her, who needed to know that, “Just like their father,”

“Tom?” of-fucken-course he had to make this harder, no she will not admit she was purposefully vague.

“No,” Selina feels the anxiety in her chest choke her, “You,”

And nope that last word only made it worse.

“... What?” Bruce pauses, fork still in mid air.

“You,” She places her empty glass down, the clink hitting the table deafening.

“... Selina, what are you saying,” Bruce lowers the fork, halfway between a scowl and suspicion.

“I mean we’ve been at it for years is it really that surprising?” Selina tries to play off, joking tone not overshadowing her panic.

“Selina,” Theres that stern tone, paired with the signature Bat glare.

“... They’re your kids, our kids,” Selina corrects, making sure to meet his eye. No tricks this time.

She lets the silence hang, studying Bruce's face. At first you can clearly tell he's trying to keep a mask on, but it cracks bit by bit. She sees confusion, realisation, panic, anger, disappointment all over lapping. Swirling together repeating over and over again until settling on anger.

“Why didn’t you tell me!” He explodes, pushing her off the ledge she had been on all day, or the last couple days, or hell for eighteen goddamn years.

“Because you-you’re-” She fumbles, so many reasons, mainly relating to Bats in some way, but that wasn't the main reason, “You said you didn’t want kids!”

“You never told me I already had kids!" The realisation hits Selina that he remembers.

If it was just now, or he had for years. He remembered the night she had asked if he wanted a family. He had said no. That he couldn't. That he had a responsibility to the city. So she had left. Not daring to see him when she was pregnant and not wanting to see him afterwards. The next time she saw Bruce he had just adopted a child.

“What would you have done! Huh?!” A child who a year later was chasing criminals around Gotham, “Would you quit? Would you dress them up too and make them fight crime!? I sent them to Paris to avoid that!”

“You know full well I never made them do anything!” Maybe not on purpose, but they do a whole lot for his approval.

“Their kids Bruce! You should have never let them join you out there!” She rants, pacing away from the table.

She gave them up so they would never join her either. Although with how much Marion likes cats he would surely love his own cat suit.

“How would you know what would happen?” Bruce demands, keeping pace with her, dragging his hands through his hair, “I-god- I hadn't even adopted Dick yet and you wrote me off!”

“ Exactly , do you really think you could have raised them!” Dick's his argument for good parenting? Better than Jason.

“Maybe I wanted to!” Bruce yells, anger crumbling, he collapses onto a love seat looking over the city, “Maybe I wanted to raise at least one of my children,”

“I know,” Selina tentatively sits on the chairs arm, reaching over to him, “But they deserved a chance to live without all this ,"

She vaguely gestures to the city and partly to Bruce. Who looks offended at his inclusion.

"They’ve been in Gotham a week Bruce," She slides into the seat, arguing her point before he has the chance, "And they have the press after them, villains attacking, they just got out the hospital ,”

“Hm,” Bruce looks out at the city, not really seeing any of it. “They really are like me huh,”

“Without a doubt,” She gets a slight tug at the lips from Bruce, completely humourless.

They fall silent Bruce looking out at the city. She studies his expression, less of a world wind of emotion now but certainly still in turmoil. He starts to fix his mask back in place, she looks away so he doesn't have to. Looking out at the view they were meant to be enjoying on their date. One that she had planned. Bruce was never going to trust her to plan one again. Or at least he will always be expecting her to spring shocking news on him.

“What do you want to do now?” She asks the question she has wondered for years.

Whenever they were alone and things were calm, unnervingly calm for Gotham. She had thought of telling him. Partly because the calm alarms her, in a life of chaos she felt out of place in it. It would be the perfect way to bring the storm. While cats tended to hate water she has been an alley cat all her life, the calm was meant for house cats. However, thats what the other part of her wanted. For that calm to stay, but to include their kids. Who always sat at the edge of that calm, threatening to ruin it never letting her settle into it. Maybe that was why she could never enjoy it. Maybe now that they were in the storm, the next calm would be with the two of them.

“... I don’t know,” a rarity for the Batman, more common for the man underneath.

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