#Belle Duval

[ot-hoe-me]

OC Tag Game

I was tagged by: @stephschoices

I tag: anyone who wants to do this.

I am putting this under a cut because some of these responses got LONG lmao.

* I am SO sorry that I’m so late responding to this but I needed time to Think Thoughts and then get them at least mostly in order (I hope.)

FAVOURITE OC: WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME CHOOSE THIS IS SO HARD!!!!

I mean, I love all of my OCs in one way or another so it’s very hard to pick. In the interest of not having any overlap with the other categories I’ll answer this one last. I was initially stuck choosing between Valencia Talward my Hunter-heritage Battle Mage, Trouble-mancing Main MC for Lena’s/ @shepherds-of-haven IF because I do love her a lot because she’s very kind and courageous, and the way Lina has coded the personality/talent stats you can excel in more than one rather than picking one and sticking with it (ONLY charisma or ONLY intelligence, cunning, etc.) and you can choose multiple and it be feasible. The biggest selling point is the immaculate found family vibe you cultivate with the ROs (that is, if you choose not to be an evil sob) and even better - see the relationship developments between each other this game and these characters and this world are made with obvious love and care. Can’t recommend ShoH enough. BUT.

I decided that the most logical choice for Favourite OC is my apprentice Estelle Circinus from The Arcana game. I have her as my icon and as my blog banner along with Asra, she’s the OC I have the most art commissions of - and I plan to add to that particular collection in the future. And finally, she’s also up there with Alice of being one of my most developed OCs with lore, backstory, what her future looks like beyond canon and I also have multiple AUs for her in various stages of development. So, Estelle is my final answer.

NEWEST OC: Aruna Chase/Singh

Aruna is my newest fleshed out OC who is my Baxter-mancer for Our Life: Beginnings and Always (surname Chase to fit this MC’s family.) and is my secondary MC for Our Life: Now and Forever (surname Singh because here the family is MC’s bio mom.) Of course she is obligated to flirt with Baxter at every opportunity before he leaves Golden Grove, but beyond that I don’t know if she’s going to actually romance anyone. (I already have a Qiu-mancer and they’re crushes from childhood. So my options are; making Aruna a Tamarack-mancer from Step 3-on, a Qiu-mancer Step 3-on, or not giving her a romance at all within the confines of the canon storyline for OLNF.) And of course, both games are by @gb-patch though the latter is only a demo at the moment. Highly, HIGHLY recommend playing OLBA though if you haven’t already (especially if you like guys but if not then that’s cool too, you can play completely platonically or aroace instead and not miss TOO much story.)

OLDEST OC: Alice Walker

Alice is my MC originally from Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time/Darkness/Sky so when I bought Darkness when it came out in 2008 (according to bulbapedia, geez that really was 15 years ago. I was 12 years old when I first made her. Wow I am feeling old right now lol.) So playing that, then watching Lucario and the Mystery of Mew for the first time years after it was dubbed even, which I saw for the first time around that time + the release of Sky and playing it helped me develop her more. Alice was my first OC, first with an in-depth backstory and lore, and has without a doubt been the OC who has undergone the most evolution (lol) over the years. I still think about her to this day. But yeah, first she was just my MC for Explorers of Darkness/Sky who turned into a Pikachu in Darkness, but then she became someone who could wield Aura, so when Sky came out I made her a Riolu even though only boy MCs could be Riolu but I said screw that. Originally she was born in the Dark Future, but more recently I changed her backstory to being born in the “present” of the Pokemon Universe in the Kingdom (honestly, think it should be Queendom though frfr) of Rota. She’s four??? (this is me forgetting for the moment if I have her start her journey at 13 or 14 years old lol) years older than Red, Blue/Green, Leaf, etc. but still leaves Rota to start her Pokemon Journey at the same time as them and like. Going through the regions/games including The Mains, PMD: Explorers, Rangers of Almia/Oblivia and more recently, fan games like Pokemon Reborn, Insurgence, Empyrean and Rejuvenation (Rejuvenation is without a doubt my favourite of the fan games by far, though they are all really good, but this is still a WIP while the other three are complete.) So yeah, Alice’s new canon birth timeline/existence is a mix of game and anime worlds. She’s an aura guardian and after Arceus resurrects her after her sacrifice to prevent Temporal Tower from collapsing and stop Dialga from becoming Primal Dialga - they make her immortal. But not only that, they also bestow a portion of their power on her so she can act as their agent, and essentially as an avatar or proxy to carry out their will (by continuing to carry out her duty as an aura guardian to safeguard all of creation/life - but to the extreme) in return for them bringing her back to life. So she’s elevated to become a demigoddess, essentially. After that, she’s sent back to her own time, and then all across other points time and space and other dimension, becoming The Deus Ex Machina of Heroes. Because of all this her Trainer Title would have gone from Trainer Alice -> Aura Guardian Alice -> Eternal Guardian Alice. Basically THE Ultimate Mary Sue but she deserves this as the privilege of being my first-ever OC and because cringe is dead...also I ship her with Steven Stone because the age gap definitely closes because of the time-fuckery. Shhhhh.

MEANEST OC: Araina Emroth

I don’t really have any mean OCs tbh because I don’t like making or playing rude/bitchy or cruel characters, so the closest I can get to answering that question would have to be me asking myself who is my ANGRIEST OC? And how do they use that anger/how morally dubious do their actions get because of it? I have a handful of OCs that fit the bill but my reflexive answer to this is my MC Araina Emroth from the IF Spellbound: A Ghost Story. It is solely on the CoG forum but I am begging you - if you haven’t played the demo already please PLEASE do it - it is so good!!!! Anyway, to give you tiny tidbits to make you want to play, the reason why she’s angry is that, since I chose the rebel backstory over the knight backstory, putting it mildly, her kingdom is corrupt. So not only is she out for revenge, she’s of the mindset that she’s ready to take on the ‘whole world’ to cut out the rot of her homeland in order to redeem it even if she has to do it alone. Also in regards to Callum...I chose the childhood rivals bully route for him and as in all things, she never can fully let go of a grudge. So yeah, she's the passionate, charismatic revolutionary in life. And while she mellows out after 800+ years of being dead, hm. Wonder where the future will lead? (I am torn between getting her to time travel to her own body while she was still alive, and to snatch the amulet off of Callum and destroy it and then go on how it should have been. Or her finally being able to let go and find a way for her to live a new life in the present.) ANYWAY - play it!!!

SOFTEST OC: Fallon Rose

Most of my MCs are pretty-very soft so it’s kind of hard to pick just one, but, I will go with Fallon - my MC from Underfell IF and Mafiafell IF by @darkpetal16 for the fact with how she writes MC, especially in Underfell - is very kind, empathetic, optimistic, and very very forgiving by nature. You’ll see what I mean if you decide to play~ Please do, if you enjoy Undertale and AUs. (Also fun fact, her name is a pun on Fall and Rise.)

MOST ALOOF/STANDOFFISH OC: Serena Klein

Like with the mean OC category I don’t really have any aloof or standoffish OCs so the closest I can answer for this category is Serena Klein, my MC from @attollogame because I play her as intimidating/stoic, and cunning but. I would never say that she’s uncaring or unemotional. If anything, she cares too much and is very emotional but is able to mask it really well (unless it concerns her brother Atticus) and she also has natural RBF.

DUMBEST (AFFECTIONATE) OC: Belle Duval-Emma Tie

It’s a toss up between my main MC for @trinitytrilogy Zeus’ Dilemma, Belle, Demigoddess and Daughter of Aphrodite, who currently has a literal intelligence stat of 0 (RIP) though my headcanon is that she does at least have average intelligence. And my MC for Last Legacy (RIP because of NixHydra the company being complete idiots, and Dorian not really being better it looks very likely it will never be finished because the writers don’t have the creative/ownership rights to it. Not bitter about this at all.) Emma, because she is mostly a self insert aside from the whole barista and makes-own-cosplays cosplayer deal. And me being who I am...enough said lmao. 

SMARTEST OC: Chloe Rodgers

Chloe is my main MC from the Keeper Trilogy by @keeperofthesunandmoon is without a doubt my smartest MC as with how high her intelligence stat is, and how quickly she grasps magic in her new life as a magician is prodigious - she is a literal genius.

OC I'D BE FRIENDS WITH: Ava Holden-Last

I’d be friends with Ava for sure, and why am I choosing her aside from making sure there’s no overlap? She’s one of my most normal and well-adjusted OCs, she’s successful, has no mental illnesses, she’s also plus size like me so she knows my struggles. She’s also a fashion designer so you know she’d be putting out fire clothes that I’d go broke for. She would be the extrovert who would adopt me, and of course I gave her my interests and hobbies/hobbies I wish I had as well so we’d get along really well. And I just have to say the she is defying the ‘mean girl californian’ stereotype and absolutely help a guy out with his English homework so he can go out on a date to kiss a cute guy, you know it. You best believe. Also she would threaten to beat up my depression, and I wholeheartedly believe that she would succeed in eradicating it. Right, and she’s my main MC for Our Life: Beginnings and Always by @gb-patch who eventually marries Cove.

[prettysaddoll]

[transgendertails]

NOT ENOUGH PEOPLE HAVE WATCHED THIS OML PLEASE INTERACT IF YOU HAVE SEEN IT AND LOVE IT LIKE I DO

[comicwaren]

From Cable Vol. 5 #001, “United We Fall”

Art by Scot Eaton, Cam Smith, Victor Nava and Java Tartaglia

Written by Fabian Nicieza

[nancycramps]

watching heroes i <3 a corny scifi tv show circa 2006

[aldieb]

gathering data…

pickman: i think you’re as big a fool as lyke is

duvall: i think i’m a slightly smaller fool than lyke is […] lyke is dangerous and foolhardy and i am cautious and just kind of accepting of the way the world works in terms of doing favors for people and having them owe you one

[forsapphics]

Carol (2015) — dir. Todd Haynes // Snapshots (2018) — dir. Melanie Mayron // Lez Bomb (2018) — dir. Jenna Laurenzo // Let It Snow (2019) — dir. Luke Snellin // Season of Love (2019) — dir. Christin Baker // City of Trees (2019) — dir. Alexandra Swarens // A New York Christmas Wedding (2020) — dir. Otoja Abit // Happiest Season (2020) — dir. Clea DuVall // The Christmas Lottery (2020) — dir. Tamika Miller // Every Time a Bell Rings (2021) — dir. Maclain Nelson // Christmas at the Ranch (2021) — dir. Christin Baker // Under the Christmas Tree (2021) — dir. Lisa Rose Snow // Looking for Her (2022) — dir. Alexandra Swarens // Friends & Family Christmas (2023) — dir. Anne Wheeler

[macklemore1648]

North Shore High

summary: Regina George becomes intrigued by the new girl and wants to know more about her.

being a new student wasn’t always easy, especially when it was your senior year. i didn’t know that walking into my first day of senior year i would run into the queen bitch bee.

“you!” she said with a finger pointing at me. i looked around confused maybe thinking she was talking to someone behind me.

“yes you come here.” i don’t usually listen to people who boss me around or expect they can get any special treatment from anyone, but my legs seemed to have a mind of their own, and next thing i know i was standing right in front of her.

“i um- im new here it’s my first day.” it came out a little bit more quiet than i intended it too.

she nodded and then turned around walking the opposite direction of me. that’s when i had noticed the two girls following after her.

omg. she thinks she runs this place?

//

“students we have a new student joining you in your home room. miss y/n y/ln. i would like you all to be very respectful and please welcome her.”

“thank you principal Duvall, now go ahead and have a seat y/n this is a very important class and if you don’t listen you might fall behind.” said Mrs. Norbury

i nodded quietly and walked over to an empty desk, thankfully it was more towards the back.

“so what parts are you from around?” said a voice behind me.

“i’m from washington actually.” him and his friend who i just noticed sitting next to him nodded slowly.

“damian and this is janis.” he said pointing in between him and the girl.

“y/n.” you said with a friendly smile.

the next three periods where all pretty much the same, i get introduced and then sit down and listen to the teacher talk for the rest of the class. walking into 4th period i didn’t expect to see the same blonde i had ran into earlier this morning. her eyes where watching me the second i had walked into the classroom, i scanned for empty seats and of course the only seat emptied was right behind her. i avoided eye contact with her while i was walking to the desk.

once i sat down i was immediately hit with the smell of very expensive perfume and was that lavender? shampoo?

i pushed myself as far away from her as i could in my seat that magically stuck to the desk. once the bell rang and the teacher started talking. she turned to face me

“what’s your name loser?” she whipped around quit quickly.

“um it’s y/n.” she nodded slowly looking very deep into my eyes, that made me shift uncomfortably, before turning around.

“your not going to tell me yours?” i leaned a little forward and almost whispered it so the teacher didn’t hear me talking.

“you haven’t heard about me yet?” she turned just enough around that i could see her eyes and a small smirk coming onto her lips.

and she’s full of herself? what the hell is this school?

i didn’t say anything waiting for her to answer with her name.

she rolled her eyes a little bit before answering. “it’s Regina, Regina Grorge.”

i nodded this time slouching back into my seat.

“im kind of a big deal around here.” she said nonchalantly. it was my turn to raise my eyebrows to the sky.

“what are you like the principals daughter? or a drug dealer?”

“no i’m just hot and popular. don’t you agree?” this time she was turned fully around with her hands on my desk and her head titled a little to the side.

i opened my mouth to say something but nothing was coming out. with my mouth slightly opened and my burrows furrowed she smirked and turned back around.

who the hell was this girl?

//

lunchtime is when i knew i was going to get the most anxiety because everyone already had their groups. i couldn’t just butt into a group and sit at any random table. like any other high school i’ve been too there was the obvious cliches.

the jocks, the goths, the cheerleaders, the band kids, what looked like the stoners?

and then there was Regina and her two other friends that followed her around like lost puppy’s.

“those are the plastics.” i heard the same voice from earlier, i turned to see damian and janis standing behind me.

“the plastics?” i said with one brow raised.

they both nodded slowly at me.

“because they’re too perfect and too pretty like a plastic barbie doll.” they said as if it all made sense.

“i would avoid talking to any of them honestly.”

“y/n!!” i heard Regina say. i turned around to see her using one finger to tell me to come to her. i looked back over and damian and ianis who both just shook their heads to tell me it was a bad idea.

“i’ll be right back.” i really had to let this girl know that i was not one of her lost puppy’s and wouldn’t come to her side whenever she demanded.

“why don’t you sit with us today?” she said in almost too friendly voice i even saw her friend with an expression like a deer caught in headlights.

“Regina she can’t sit with us she doesn’t know any of the rules.” she squeaked out still trying to sound friendly.

“the rules don’t matter right now, go ahead sit.” she said with a smile that looked almost genuine but i wasn’t falling for her traps.

“oh no thanks i already found some people to sit with.” i said with a forced smile.

“then you better sit with us tomorrow or ill be very upset.” she had a very serious look on her face that almost scared me but i just gave her a thumbs up and turned around.

a thumbs up?! are you serious! i mentally slapped myself in the face. remind me never again to give the prettiest girl in school a fucking thumbs up.

//

finally my first school day was over and i could go back to my house and read peacefully. but of course that didn’t happen because Regina George pulled up right in front of me almost hitting me with her expensive jeep. i was ready to curse her out until i looked up and saw the look on her face.

“i’m having a little get together at my house this weekend, you should come it’ll be a fun way for you to meet people.” she had a small smile and a soft look in her big green eyes.

“here’s my number, text me and i’ll send you the details.” she slid me a piece of paper and let her fingers linger almost a second too long in my hand, before she winked and drove away from the parking lot.

i drove home in my not as expensive honda civic. i played with the piece of paper in my hand and looked down at her number so much to the point i almost memorized it. her numbers where very neat and almost all came together with soft curves.

i didn’t know anything about this girl which sent warning sirens off in my head whenever i looked at her. she seemed like somebody you didn’t want to mess around with.

A/N: i lowkey kinda posted this as a joke- and i wrote it real fast so im sorry if it’s not the best. give me advice yall and if yall want another part. thank you 🫡

[mommywommymunchkins]

“I’m better”

Pairing: plastic!Karen Shetty x plastic!fem!reader

Warnings: Pining, kissing, jealous!Karen, flirty!reader, mentions of s3x, s3x jokes, crude language

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In the bustling cafeteria of North Shore High School, Karen Shetty and Gretchen Wieners occupied their usual spot, eagerly awaiting the arrival of Y/N and Regina George. Karen, tapping her perfectly manicured nails on the table, couldn't hide her impatience.

“It’s been five minutes ”, the curly haired girl sighed as she looked across the bustling cafeteria

“Mama, it’s fine. I’m sure she just got held back in class and can’t text you back”, Gretchen said as she patted Karen’s head

Gretchen, always attuned to Karen's whims, nodded sympathetically.

“Not but she’s also been taking up all of y/n’s attention lately. Ugh!”, Karen complained

Before Karen could delve deeper into her complaint, the cafeteria doors swung open, revealing Y/N and Regina strolling in arm in arm, their laughter filling the air. Karen's eyes widened, and she exchanged an exasperated glance with Gretchen. She sat on the edge of her seat and was ready for whatever excuse y/n was gonna say as to why she wasn’t replying.

Y/N and Regina approached the table, their infectious energy preceding them.

"Hey, losers. What’s the gossip also, we’re hanging at my house afterward”, the blonde girl spoke with authority

Karen, trying to mask her annoyance, put on her ditzy persona.

“Oh, you know just waiting for the two of you like always”

Y/N smirked knowingly, sensing the undercurrents in Karen's tone.

The girl wore straight cut jeans that made her look taller than she was, but even then Regina and Karen stood tall when next to the girl, and an off shoulder-cropped top that could pass off as a baby’s t-shirt due to how much it revealed her stomach and shoulders.

“Sorry, got caught up in Regina's thrilling story of how some girl named Janis had an obsession with her.", y/n sat down

Regina laughed, oblivious to Karen's internal struggle.

As the conversation turned to the mundane details of their day, Karen couldn't resist peppering the discussion with subtle jabs, her jealousy veiled by her bubbly demeanor.

"Oh, Y/N, did you get my text? I sent, like, five emojis in a row. So cute, right?"

Y/N, playing along, chuckled.

“Sorry, Karen, got lost in Regina's rant on how she saw Jason working at Taco Bell. You know how it is."

Karen's attempts to hide her jealousy were betrayed by the narrowing of her eyes, but she quickly covered it with a forced giggle.

Gretchen, sensing the tension, attempted to steer the conversation into safer territory.

“Anyway, class was, like, so boring today. Mr. Duvall went on and on about quadratic equations."

Regina rolled her eyes dramatically.

“Ugh, like, who cares about math? I'd rather discuss something important, like which shade of lipstick looks best on me."

Karen, unable to resist a snide remark, interjected.

“Well, speaking of shades, Y/N, I noticed you were wearing a really bold color today. Trying to make a statement?"

Y/N, catching on to Karen's game, raised an eyebrow.

“Just trying to keep things interesting, Karen. Isn't that what you love about me?"

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The next day, Y/N decided to play a lighthearted prank to get Karen to speak up more. She carefully chose her outfit that took her an hour of indecisive choices.

She decided on a skirt that SHOULD have been a dress code violation to the school but isn’t, with nothing but a bra under her cropped cardigan that if she moved too much, anyone would be scared for the button to pop.

Y/n texted Gretchen to pick her up today because she refused to get her license with the excuse that she wanted to stay as a passenger princess (for karen 🗣️🗣️)

Y/N entered the school confidently, ready to see the reaction it would elicit from both Karen and Regina George.

As Y/N strolled through the hallways, the two couldn't help but notice the lingering gazes from their peers. The whispers and nudges followed them like a shadow, heightening the dramatic tension.

Y/n spotted Karen at her pink locker that she glammed up the first day of school. Karen was re-applying her lipgloss as she looked at her reflection in the mirror hung up in her locker. The sound of y/n’s heeled boots clacked and Y/N's eyes met Karen's, a playful challenge embedded within the gaze. Karen, a mixture of surprise and amusement, couldn't help but turn away from the girl, focusing on just applying her lipgloss to avoid looking at the girl.

However, before y/n reached Karen, Regina appeared strutting to the shorter girl, feigning casual conversation while secretly sizing up the outfit.

"Well, well, Y/N. Trying to make a statement today, are we?"

Y/N, playing along with the charade, grinned mischievously.

"Just thought I'd shake things up a bit, Regina. Keep life interesting."

Regina smirked, sensing an opportunity to stir the pot.

"Interesting, indeed. I wonder what Karen thinks about your fashion statement."

Meanwhile, Karen observed the exchange that happened just a meter away from her, an amused glint in her eyes. She approached the scene, pretending nonchalance.

"What's going on here? Am I missing the latest fashion trends?"

Y/N shot Karen a sly look, reveling in the game they were playing.

"Oh please, you look like you want to fuck me.", y/n joked and Regina laughed with

Karen chuckled, her gaze lingering on Y/N with a mix of admiration and desire.

“Well, you certainly know how to keep things exciting. Let me try your top on sometime."

“Maybe, take me out for a drive later and we’ll see”

As Regina and Gretchen sensed the tension they both left, leaving the two girls to figure themselves out.

As school came to an end, Karen pulled up her Pink Porche at the front of the school where Y/N waited while ok her phone.

The girl rolled her windows down and told her to get in.

As Y/N entered, she buckled herself in as Karen started driving.

The pair talked about school that day and they shared laughs and giggles.

At one point, Y/N wanted to pull the curly haired girls strings again. The girl pulled out her purse and took out her lipgloss. She looked into the mirror and carefully re-applied it as she said,

“Oh my God Karen. Earlier at lunch I got held back right and so I missed out on lunch but when I went to find you guys, Regina had already got me my food. Isn’t she just the sweetest”, Y/N said practically drooling over Regina’s actions.

The car came to a halt and Y/N turned to Karen with a sad expression on her face.

Her usually bright persona disappeared and y/n realised.

“What do you like about her anyway. She hasn’t even fucked you like I have and you treat me like we’re just friends”, Karen said with tears welling in her eyes.

Y/n’s expression softened and turned her body to the girl.

“Oh, Kary, I don’t like Regina like I like you-“

“Then be mine”, The girl huffed out

The latter softly grabbed Karen’s cheek as they both leaned close. Karen’s hand found their way to Y/n’s waist, carefully tracing circles on her exposed skin.

Y/n could feel the girls breath on her face as she closed the gap between them two. Their lips moved in sync and Karen leaned forward, making Y/N go back into her own seat, trapping the girl with one hand on the wheel and the other on the girl.

Y/N pulled back quickly as she quickly realised and said,

“Alright that’s enough, I just re-applied my gloss”, she huffed out pouting as a joke.

Karen giggled at the girl as the latter applied gloss on again.

“Woman, are you serious. I just-“, Karen said wide eyed

Y/N leaned in once again and harshly grabbed the girls face, leaving Karen in shock of the girls sudden bold action. Y/n pulled away and fixed up her top as if she didn’t just silence the girl.

“That was one of my life goals, to be kissed by you”

Karen giggled as she reignited the engine and Y/n turned her head to the window pretending she didn’t hear the other.

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AU: Good lawd

Thank you @candytounge0218 for the idea 🩶🩶

[battyaboutbooksreviews]

🌈 Good morning and happy Wednesday, my bookish bats! You didn't think that tiny "queer books coming out this fall" guide was ALL there was, did you? Here are a FEW of the stunning, diverse queer books you can add to your TBR this month. Happy reading!

❤️ A Vision of Air by Nicole Silver 🧡 Eli Over Easy by Phil Stamper 💛 How to Get Over the End of the World by Hal Schrieve 💚 Kween by Vichet Chum 💙 The Forest Demands its Due by Kosoko Jackson 💜 The B-Side of Daniel Garneau by David Kingston Yeh ❤️ Midnight Companion by Kit Barrie 🧡 Let the Waters Roars by Geonn Cannon 💛 Into the Glittering Dark by Kelley York 💙 When the Rain Begins to Burn by A.L. Davidson 💜 Been Outside by Amber Wendler & Shaz Zamore 🌈 The Forest Demands Its Due by Kosoko Jackson

❤️ A Necessary Chaos by Brent Lambert 🧡 The Spells We Cast by Jason June 💛 Pluralities by Avi Silver 💚 Salt the Water by Candice Iloh 💙 Beholder by Ryan La Sala 💜 This Pact is Not Ours by Zachary Sergi ❤️ Dragging Mason County by Curtis Campbell 🧡 Menewood by Nicola Griffith 💛 Mary and the Birth of Frankenstein by Anne Eekhout 💚 The Dead Take the A Train by Cassandra Khaw & Richard Kadrey 💙 Bloom by Delilah S. Dawson 💜 Let Me Out by Emmett Nahil and George Williams

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🌈 Brainwyrms by Alison Rumfitt ❤️ Family Meal by Bryan Washington 🧡 A Murder of Crows by Dharma Kelleher 💛 A Light Most Hateful by Hailey Piper 💚 Love at 350° by Lisa Peers 💙 Greasepaint by Hannah Levene 💜 The Christmas Swap by Talia Samuels ❤️ Mate of Her Own by Elena Abbott 🧡 Mistletoe and Mishigas by M.A. Wardell 💛 Elle Campbell Wins Their Weekend by Ben Kahn 💚 All That Consumes Us by Erica Waters 💙 If You’ll Have Me by Eunnie

❤️ Tomorrow and Tomorrow by Lillah Lawson and Lauren Emily Whalen 🧡 10 Things That Never Happened by Alexis Hall 💛 It’s a Fabulous Life by Kelly Farmer 💚 Let the Dead Bury the Dead by Allison Epstein 💙 These Burning Stars by Bethany Jacobs 💜 The Goth House Experiment by SJ Sindu ❤️ Everything I Learned, I Learned in a Chinese Restaurant by Curtis Chin 🧡 Mudflowers by Aley Waterman 💛 Here Lies Olive by Kate Anderson 💚 Fire From the Sky by Moa Backe Åstot, trans. by Eva Apelqvist 💙 Iris Kelly Doesn’t Date by Ashley Herring Blake 💜 On the Same Page by Haley Cass

❤️ A Dish Best Served Hot by Natalie Caña 🧡 Art of the Chase by Jennifer Giacalone 💛 The Haunting of Adrian Yates by Markus Harwood-Jones 💚 The Sword: Xcian by Elle Arroyo 💙 The Complete Carlisle Series by Roslyn Sinclair 💜 300,000 Kisses by Sean Hewitt and Luke Edward Hall ❤️ Just a Pinch of Magic by Alechia Dow 🧡 Blackouts by Justin Torres 💛 Wrath Becomes Her by Aden Polydoros 💚 Let the Woods Keep Our Bodies by E.M. Roy 💙 Everything Under the Moon: Fairy Tales in a Queerer Light edited by Michael Earp ❤️ Frost Bite by Angela Sylvaine

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[daegutowns]

seventeen as mean girls, a concept

i just think seventeen has enough flair and drama to be pulling off the entire cast of the mean girls movie

BSS as the plastics

seungkwan: regina george. he has all the flair and he wants all the drama. that’s HIS burn book! he fits the description perfectly, since he’s fabulous but evil.

“get in loser. we’re going shopping.”

also the idea that seungkwan would be the person to

“you can take that fake apology, and shove it right up your hairy—“ [gets hit by a bus]

it just fits

hoshi: gretchen. his dad invented toaster strudel. tiger flavor. doesn’t even have to make sense bc he’s so rich. hoshi’s hair is so big bc it’s full of secrets

“gretchen, stop trying to make horanghae fetch happen. it’s not going to happen!”

deekay: karen. who else would hold their boobs and tell the weather??? *holds* it’s sunny. and it works every time. it’s like he has espn or something

“do you wanna do something fun? do you wanna go to taco bell?”

honestly cady would probably be dino, but the possibly of vernon being cady is just too funny to pass up.

vernon: im from africa

deekay: so if ur from africa… then why are u white

hoshi: oh my god dk… u can’t just ask people why they’re white

vernon: cady. a very funny twist on the new girl from africa. like wdym you don’t wear a whole zombie bride costume to the slutty halloween party?

the only thing historically accurate about dino being cady would be the beef between her and regina (seungkwan), but that’s just semantics

(plus the comedic value of having vernon as cady far outweighs the realistic plot benefits of dino as cady)

jeonghan: regina’s mom. “you’re doing great sweetie!” like who else would encourage all of seungkwan’s bad habits so naturally? just one camcorder video at a time… also gets his tits chewed off by a chihuahua #rip

joshua: aaron samuels. absolutely heartthrob. aaron literally is just smart and sporty but also lives with his mom and spends most of his time helping her at home. this is literally just josh. our fav church oppa

jun: janis. just the chic cool vibes. just like a very cute and lovely janis. also lesbian

mingyu: damian. too gay to function? yeah, that’s him. he will never defeat the gay allegations. and he wants his pink shirt back!!! he wants his pink shirt back!!!!!!

seungcheol: glen coco. just received 4 candy canes from santa!damian (mingyu) for doing absolutely nothing. you go glen coco!

also seungcheol: ms. norbury — but only because he would probably escalate the situation instead of diffusing it.

woozi: mr. duvall (the principal) bc his main trait is having a crush on ms. norbury and being anti-slut/whore-shaming. also has carpal tunnel syndrome??? so on-brand

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more but just for shits and giggles:

also mingyu: jason. bc ofc he and gretchen (hoshi) would have a rocky relationship

mingyu: is your muffin buttered?

vernon: what

mingyu: would u like us to assign someone that will butter your biscuit

vernon: my what.

seungkwan: is he bothering you? mingyu why are you such a skeez?

hoshi: you were supposed to call me last night

bc the mingyu x hoshi beef will still continue into the mean girls universe

minghao as the lady who tells regina (seungkwan) her dress doesn’t fit and she needs to go to a different store → “u should try sears☺️”

wonwoo as regina’s dad that comes out only once and it’s him crying at regina’s halloween costume

dino as the bus driver that hits regina george (seungkwan)

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everything about this to me is so funny

[bettysupremacy]

oo maybe do an eddie x teachers pet/ goodie two shoes reader

That’s adorable, also, I cannot do math.

750 words

“Why do you have so many pens?”

“What?”

“Your pens, you have so many of them.”

She turns her head to the side a little to see him rifling through her pencil pouch. When did he get that?

Quickly, she checks to see if the teacher is looking, and snatches the bag from his hands, “What if I lose one?” She whispers.

He doesn’t bother whispering back. “You’ve got 12 of each color, how often do you misplace things?”

The boy sitting in front of Eddie turns around and shushes him, there’s a very exasperated look on his face.

Eddie gives an amused, wide eyed grin to her, and sees a ghost of a smile playing on her lips as she looks away. A smile! What he would give to make her smile like that everyday.

Suddenly her hand shoots up in the air, forcing him to rip his gaze off of the smile she just had, and up at the hand confusedly.

“It’s C, 432.57.” She slowly pulls her hand down. Oh, the teacher asked a question.

Mrs. Duvall checks her clipboard, and smiles up at her, before writing it on the chalkboard. “Yes, thank you, the answer to that equation is 432.57.”

“What if I need to let you take one?”

Eddie’s completely forgotten the conversation they were having, too focused on the pleased bob of her head she gave when Mrs. Duvall praises her.

“Hmm?”

“You never have a pencil, and you can’t do school work without one, so I’ve always got one for you.”

“You have 36 pens just in case I need to borrow one? Little old me?” He feels his heart swell.

She deflects. “We’re supposed to be doing our work.”

“Right, I’m sorry.” He goes silent, but there’s a small grin still lingering on his face.

She peaks a glance at him and brightens when she sees him actually looking at his work, instead of her. He’s the most frustrating person in the world, she thinks. I mean, how do you fail senior year 3 times?

Her silence is interrupted again. “Are you going to that party tonight? The one Tina H. is holding.”

“No.”

“Me neither.”

“I know.”

She can’t focus now. Why did he want to know if she was going to a party? She never goes to parties. Also, is he gradually moving his desk and chair closer to hers? That would explain why she can smell his cologne so much stronger then she could 5 minutes ago.

He leans over to whisper in her ear and she realizes he has. He would’ve had to lean farther to be that close to her ear.

“Do you have plans tonight?” He whispers.

There’s a look of mild horror on her face. He doesn’t take it personally though, she usually reacts like that when someone suggests spending her night doing anything other then studying.

She takes to long to respond. Why does he want to know if she has plans? It’s a school night. Wait- no, it’s Friday. Is he going to ask her on a date?

Eddie teases her confusion, “Plans are usually when people-“

“I know what plans are.”

“I was teasing, smart girl.”

“Oh.”

He leans back in his chair again, fixing her with a very serious stare, “So? Do you have plans tonight?”

“Well, I was going to-“

“Study tonight?”

She looks sheepish, “Yes.”

He takes in a deep, contemplating breath. “Maybe, if you’re up to it of course, we could go to the drive in?” He smiles at her again and repeats himself, “If you’re up to it of course”

She’s taken aback and looks around the room, did anyone hear him ask that? She needs to know because she can’t tell if she’s hallucinating. Eddie Munson, who bothers and distracts her every single day, wants to know if she want to go on a date?

He doesn’t take her silence for a no, he’s about to say something, but she beats him to it.

“Like a date?”

“It can be whatever you want it to be, sweet girl.”

She’s taken aback again. Somebody heard that, right?

“Yeah. I’ll go on a date with you.”

The bell rings and Eddie stands up, handing her backpack, that was laying on the floor, to her in a very chivalrous manor.

An old accent plays on his tongue as he backs away, “I’ll pick you up at 8, m’lady.”

He bumps into a kid behind him and looks up at her embarrassed when he hears “Watch it!”

But she’s giggling, and that’s all he could ask for.

[twsthc]

twst character playlists 🎧☆

⚠️ warnings: i have bad music taste. also a lot of nightcore. sorry.

last updated: october 10, 2023

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Riddle: Bôa - Twilight , Laufey - Let You Break My Heart Again , Nakaniwano Shoujyotachi - SHISHAMO

i was thinking about putting in regal classical music or something, but its like, the whole point of riddle is hes a KID and that was taken from him

this is what he sounds like on the inside; a sad teenager lmao

Ace: Estelle - American Boy , Pharrell williams - Hug me , Bruno Mars & Cardi B - Finesse

teenage boy pilled

HUG ME! BRING IT IN! WOOO!!

Deuce: Beastie Boys - Fight for Your Right , Childish Gambino - Girls Look Better , ROAR - Christmas Kids , Wheatus - Teenage Dirtbag

2 people simultaneously agreed hed listen to the Beastie Boys in my discord so here we are!!

Cater: Azelia Banks - ANNA WINTOUR , Magdalena Bay - How to Get Physical , Katy Perry - California Gurls , Mitski - Washing Machine Heart

Azelia and Beyonce are in there cuz pop culture and cater and blah blah blah

i personally think hes a nightcore avril lavigne kid

Trey: BTS - 134340 , Sion - lies , Hyeln Joo - Hair Cut (미장원)

i would give you some super deep and understandable reason for these but.

idk!!! it just sounds like trey. this is what he sounds like.

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Leona: A Tribe Called Quest - Electric Relaxation , MF DOOM - Hoe Cakes , Sade - Smooth Operator , Kendrick Lamar - We Cry Together

i had to consult the african council (my dad) for this one

ATCQ of course, and Sade because my dad asked politely

Ruggie: GROOVY - Jersey Luv , Tay-K I <3 My Choppa , Lil Gnar - Sticky Rice , Odetari x 9lives - I LOVE YOU HOE

i dont have to explain myself to you

(hes african american boy coded)

Jack: Ice Cube - It Was A Good Day , Micheal Jackson - Rock With You , Bell Biv Devoe - Poison , De La Soul - Me Myself and I

i think he would be into oldies and ruggie would tease him for it

micheal jackson stan

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Azul: ABBA - Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! , Dalida - Love In Portofino , Caravan Palace - Lone Digger , Caro Emerald - Tangled Up (Lokee Remix)

old sounding music for the "nostalgia" (he wasn't even born during these eras)

the songs that play at the lounge and it kinda got stuck in his head

he fantasizes about preforming these songs in drag btw

Jade: Antonia Carlos Jobim - Girl From Ipanema , Laufey - From the Start , CAPSULE - TICTAC

songs he listens to on long hikes while thinking about violence

Floyd: 41 minutes of Roblox music , Megurine Luka - Tako Luka Maguro Fever , Euday L. Bowman - Twelfth Street Rag , ₳С₴łĐ₳ - PRIVET PRIVET 2009 ST

haha get it spongebob music because hes a fish

(gets booed off stage)

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Kalim: Serani Poji -Pipo Pipo , 레드벨벳 - Day 1 , takeshi abo - LEASE , MAXIMUM THE HORMONE - ChuChu Lovely...

cutie patootie happy-go-lucky songs

i feel like Takeshi Abo - LEASE is what goes through his head on loop 24/7

Jamil: Paramore - Renegade , Bôa - Duvet , beabadoobee - the perfect pair , LeTigreWorld - Deceptacon , Mitski - Washing Machine Heart

Paramore - Renegade was actually a recommendation! thank you yorick :3

otherwise i think rock/soft heartbroken songs go well with him

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Vil: Lana Del Rey - Doin' Time , Magdalena Bay - Killshot , Kitty Kallen - It's Been a Long, Long Time , Mitski - Liquid Smooth

queen. flawless. stilettos. category: bad bitch.

too classy for this world, forever that girl

Epel: KYLE - Don't Wanna Fall In Love , Ram Jam - Black Betty , WHAM! - Everything She Wants , Hot Freaks - I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend

a mix of older and newer songs i guess

i hc he works on a family farm (for fun and allowance). hed be blasting Black Betty in his left airpod while wrestling a sheep in the mud

music taste slightly influenced by deuce and jack methinks

Rook: Vendredi sur Mer - Écoute chérie , Camille - Le Festin , ラムのラブソング , Shelly Duvall - He Needs Me

you know i had to do it to em

okay but these songs unironically fit rook to me idk

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Idia: 【らき☆すた】スーパーアハアハデラックス , 初音PV新作くるみ☆ぽんちお.flv , Caramella Girls - Caramelldansen , 6arelyhuman - Hands up!

the first one represents how i hc he listens to those 16 year old anime tohou remixes on a daily. he injects them into his veins.

nico nico douga war veteran. u u uma uma...

Ortho: Nanoray - DesktopBuddy , METAROOM - S.N.U.F.F.Y

cute and electronic sounding songs!!

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Malleus: Malice Mizer - Ma Chérie , this entire playlist , Yoko Kanno - Green Bird , NASTYONA - My September ,

being honest idk much about malleus

all i know is he would listen to malice mizer and he is gay

Silver: The Smiths - Heaven Knows I'm Miserable now , Burn The Ballroom - Kiss Me You Animal , Wienners - GOD SAVE THE MUSIC

lilia influenced his music taste a lot

Sebek: deaf, doesn't listen to music

Lilia: Mothy - ヴェノマニア公の狂気 , MASA WORKS DESIGN - 狐の嫁入り , Kenshi Yonezu - KICK BACK

trying to stay true to his war general roots while also remembering hes a gamer otaku thing now...

also hes in the "light" music club so

[darklordazalin]

Trinkets Chart for Darkon

I enjoy making trinket charts for DnD. I made this d100 one for my DnD game that's set entirely in Darkon, which I've called The Iron Crown. There's a lot of easter eggs in here, but thought this could be a fun thing to share on a Friday morning while I ignore my actual job.

01-02

A star chart contained within the face of an ornate compass. A question mark is placed where the moon should be.

03-04

A frail bit of parchment containing a half-created new and highly complex summoning spell.

05-06

A flute carved from the charred remains of a human tibia.

07-08

A cane topped with a silver owl that is cold to the touch.

09-10

A silver charm bracelet that contains the following charms: an ornate eye surrounded by flames, a crown set with a single amber gemstone, a skull with small garnets in its eye sockets, and a closed book.

11-12

A vial of cloudy red blood labeled “LvZ”.

13-14

A wooden box engraved with the letter “S” containing a shimmering black, outlandish traveling cloak; brimmed hat, great cloak, and silvery skull-like mask.

15-16

An ebony brooch in the shape of a dragon that does not reflect light.

17-18

A hand mirror that sometimes reflects the translucent image of a young man instead of your own image.

19-20

A mummified hand holding a black candle that cannot be lit.

21-22

A cloak that leaves tendrils of mists in your wake.

23-24

A ring in the shape of a human skull. The skull opens to reveal a coil of coppery reddish hair.

25-26

A set of dice that always roll snake eyes.

27-28

A leather hand cuff engraved with the symbols associated with each school of magic. When someone wearing it casts a spell, the associated symbol glows.  

29-30

A ticket for free admission to The Carnival

31-32

A blanket in which silently screaming faces appear under the light of the moon.

33-34

A belt that changes color and size to match any outfit.

35-36

A finger puppet of a piebald raven.

37-38

A scabbard that always keeps the blade within sharp and clean.

39-40

A plush of a skeleton wearing a crown with the label “Is No Fun, is No Blinsky!” on it.

41-42

An hour glass containing black sand that quickens the closer one is to their own death.

43-44

A green gemstone containing the spirit of an unknown entity.

45-46

Incomplete sheet music for the song ‘The King of the Dead’ written by Andres Duvall

47-48

A tarnished wedding band with the words “Life Eternal” carved on the inner band.

49-50

Long, thin, curved blade with a handle carved from a stag’s antler that inspires its owner to take up the craft of wood carving.

51-52

A silver pendant of a raven that you are loathed to part with.

53-54

An invitation to Neverwere Manor signed by Baron Eversong.

55-56

A porcelain doll with eyes that seem to follow you wherever you turn.

57-58

A bell carved from bone that makes a sound only spirits of unrest can hear.

59-60

A monocle that, when viewed through, shows every humanoid in the form of a hybrid lycanthrope.

61-62

A burial shroud that never frays.

63-64

A tea kettle that singles a funeral dirge when the water within boils.

65-66

A blood red candle that produces a black flame.

67-68

Eye glasses that, when worn, change one’s eye color to red.

69-70

A rose made of obsidian that cannot break.

71-72

A music box that, when open, plays an eerie melody as a miniature ballerina wearing a blood-stained tutu dances.

73-74

An amulet that absorbs blood.

75-76

The fingerbone of an unconsecrated skeleton.

77-78

Strange smelling perfume from Borca contained in a glass bottle in the shape of an apple.

79-80

A lantern containing floating dim, phosphorescent lights that constantly change from green to blue to purple.

81-82

A book entitled “An Herbalists Guide to the Shadow Rift” that contains alien-like drawings of bizarre plants and plant monsters.

83-84

A pair of cufflinks shaped like skulls that glow purple during a thunderstorm.

85-86

A magnifying glass that shows the user ghostly footprints on any surface they examine.

87-88

A miniature stone dragon egg engulfed in shadowy tendrils.

89-90

A quill pen that contains red ink that refills whenever someone writes with it.

91-92

A cloak clasp in the shape of a moon that changes to match the moon’s current phase.

93-94

A book entitled “Van Richten’s Guide to the Hunter” which contains a ‘how to’ guide for monsters dealing with hunters written in a comedic and often snarky voice.

95-96

A hood that, when worn, gives one a skeletal-like appearance.

97-98

A green leather pouch containing soil from an unmarked grave.

99-100

A pendant in the shape of a golden dragon skull that occasionally speaks into your mind in an unknown tongue.

[minefield-of-a-ninja]

BLACK TIE OPTIONAL: PART TWO

Summary: The last time we saw Vanessa, she was swooning over Dean’s lasting impression. Now, we fast-forward a year to see what she’s up to.

Pairings: Dean Winchester x OFC Vanessa Martinelli, Sam Winchester x OFC Emma Olsen (background)

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, HBO RomCom bullshit, IDK if this is angst or not, but there are feels

Author's notes: Follow-up to Plus One.

We’re skipping to the actual rehearsal because, as an ex-event professional, I tend to get bogged down by etiquette and details instead of the shenanigans that Dean and Vanessa have come to be known for and which we all love. So, we will remain in tight focus on those two and in vaseline-lensed focus on the event itself.

Thanks, as always, to @stunudo and @brrose-apothecary for pre-reading and being my friends.

PART TWO

“Dude, this food,” Sam whispers, scanning the room. “But this place is huge and heavily staffed. Remember the last time we were in Chicago?" 

Dean ignores Sam’s concern over supernatural crime families in favor of delicious, impeccably presented food.

“It’s just... tacos? But not.” Dean stares at the spread of the taco bar. “Sorcery.”

“Dean... Lassiter? Duval? Any of this ringing a bell?”

Dean shrugs. “That was, what, two years ago? Not our problem — especially if you stop saying their names out loud.”

Then his eyes go wide. “What is this?!” He scoops mango salsa onto his plate like he’s never seen a mango in his life.

Sam pulls a face, realizing that Dean has probably not ever seen a mango in his life and remembered it fondly, and chooses not to tell Dean that there’s fresh, healthy fruit in what he’s putting on his plate. He’d rather Dean be pleasantly surprised by the topping.

“Hey,” Emma pops up next to them, fidgeting and forcing a smile. “Our table’s over there whenever you guys’re ready.” 

The boys stare at her for a moment because her voice is pitched higher than it was when she was visibly more relaxed in their suite, and her smile looks painful. She motions to a table where Vanessa appears to be barely surviving the onslaught of three other women. 

“Hopefully sooner rather than later?” Emma turns back to face the boys with flushed cheeks and pleading eyes. 

Dean peeks around her. “What’s up over there?”

“Nicole’s grilling Van about you being here and asking a bunch of questions about you.” She motions to Dean and Sam respectively before reaching between them for a tortilla chip to scoop into the mango salsa before shoving it into her mouth.

“Who’s Nicole?” Sam asks, also scooping into the mango salsa.

Dean rolls his eyes and answers with his mouth full. “The bride from the last wedding, total ‘zilla.”

“God, that salsa’s good,” Emma mutters, licking her lips as she swipes the salt from her fingers. “Anyway, we need you.” 

Sam draws a breath, getting pulled into the verdant depths of Emma’s desperate gaze. He soaks in her anxious vibrations for a moment, then deftly sets the spoon aside to give her his full attention and warmest smile.

“Lead the way,” he says, stepping away from the table with his plate in one hand and the other on the small of her back.

Dean watches his brother glide through the crowd like a white knight. He considers making a joke of asking Sam if he lost his soul again somewhere between the guacamole and sour cream but opts out, realizing that his little brother is as committed to showing up for Emma as Dean is to Vanessa. He follows the couple to their table without any wisecracks. 

Sam wedges his gigantic frame between the pack of bridesmaids and a couple of chairs; one he pulls out for Emma, the other he barely squeezes himself into. One of the women scoffs and stumbles like Sam shoved her or something, which he didn’t, but he does remain a buffer between his date and the Mean Girls.

Dean is inspired.

He winks at his brother and Emma as he swaggers past the group of women. Two of them he doesn’t recognize gawk at him as Nicole glares. 

He sets his plate on the table and mirrors Sam’s actions by pulling out and patiently holding Vanessa’s chair for her. “Hungry, kitten?”

Vanessa grins and wiggles out of the circle of women.

“Hi, Dean,” Nicole says like they’re old friends or enemies. He forgot how fucking bitchy her voice and facial expressions are. He thinks she must be a miserable person and not just on her own wedding day.

He tosses her a polite nod. “Hey, Tracy.”

Vanessa tries not to cackle at his consistently intentional misnaming of her frenemy and Nicole’s subsequent sneer of derision.

“I am hungry,” she says, smoothing her skirt and pivoting to take the proffered seat, but before she can sit down, Dean leans into her with a conspiratorial smirk. 

“Missed you,” he coos, kissing her smirk.

And sparks fly.

--

They’re seated with Nicole and Katie and their respective partners, which should be uncomfortable since Nicole is doing her best to make it so, but Dean can’t be bothered to care. 

Vanessa’s skin is like a fucking beacon to his senses. He can’t keep his hands or lips to himself, and Vanessa purrs like a real kitten in response. Dean starts to feel a little high from the simple acts of a traditional couple.

“Sir? Another tequila?” 

“Uhh,” Dean blinks, pausing to look down at his half-empty rocks glass. He’s ordered two tequilas on the rocks since they’ve been downstairs, which isn’t a lot for him, but he doesn’t want it to be, either. “You know what, I’ll take a beer.”

“Yes, sir.” The server produces a small drink menu. “We have a selection of—” 

Dean waves his hand. “Just somethin’ three-point-whatever.” He leans nearer to the server but doesn’t lower his voice at all, so everyone within earshot can hear him. “Don’t wanna disappoint my girl later, know what I’m sayin’?”

He winks before settling back into his seat with his arm stretched across the back of Vanessa's chair, and the server discreetly nods and tucks the menu away. “Yes, sir.” 

“You could never disappoint me,” Vanessa reassures him like they talk this way all the time. 

Nicole and Katie give each other a look while Zach and Ryan appear to be rethinking their beverage choices.

Dean knows, though, that he could and will disappoint Vanessa. Not tonight, probably, but it will happen. Instead of saying that out loud, he focuses on showing her a good time like he planned. 

“So,” Nicole sighs as she tosses her used napkin to her plate. “Are you guys coming to Brando’s?”

Dean arches a brow and shifts his gaze to his brother with a pointed look.

“Babe?” Sam looks at Emma. “I know you’re tired, but we can probably go for one, don’t you think?”

Emma grins. “You’re right. We should show.”

Sam nods before looking back at Nicole. “I’m sorry, we’ve had dinner together and still haven’t met. I’m Sam, Emma’s boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend. What about Joshua?”

Nicole motions across the room where a group of Abercrombie rejects are measuring each other’s dicks. The guy doing most of the talking has his arm tightly wrapped around a girl who appears no older than 18 and is absolutely enthralled by the conversation. 

“Apparently, the new girl enjoys lengthy descriptions of his watch collection,” Vanessa mutters at Dean’s side.

Dean can feel his lip curl because he looks like the leader of that pack of douchebags he hustled the night Rowena tried to kill him. The first time.

Nicole turns back to face the group. “Last I heard, you were still crying your eyes out over him.”

“Hmm.” Sam furrows his brow. “That must’ve been a while ago.” 

The smirk on Sam’s face sends Dean into the stratosphere.

“Well, let’s get the bar outta the way.” Dean pushes away from the table to stand, holding out a hand from Vanessa. “We still got catchin’ up to do, kitten.”

Vanessa takes his hand, barely stifling a giggle.

“Yes, Dean, we all know what you mean by catching up.” Nicole rolls her eyes as she stands, smoothing the front of her dress. “Also, did I miss the memo on matching our dates like it’s prom?”

“C’mon, Nicki,” Zach nudges his wife.

Katie and the groomsmen have warmed up to the brothers and don’t seem to have ever shared Nicole’s animosity toward Vanessa — and, now, Emma by extension — and Nicole herself has evened out a bit, but she’s still got some snark left in her.

“What? We aren’t matching. Katie and Ryan aren’t matching. But Van and Dean look like they’re headed to a red carpet somewhere.”

“A red carpet or prom?” Emma pokes the bear.

“Shut up, Emma.”

Nobody hides their snorts and laughter as they all leave the table to head out for the bar.

Before they can get out the door, the mother of the bride stops them. She’s petite with dark red hair, dark eyes, and a bright smile.

“Oh, Van, you look so pretty.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Ricci.” Vanessa hugs the woman.

Dean watches Vanessa twirl at the woman’s request to see the back. He didn’t realize it before Nicole said something, but the flowers intertwined with black lace skulls on her bodice match his dark red pants.

“What a unique dress. You have such great taste! All you girls look so pretty!”

There’s a chorus of “thanks, Mrs. Ricci” from Katie, Emma, and Nicole.

“How long are we staying out?” Sam asks Dean, pulling his attention from Vanessa, who shines like a diamond in a coal mine. 

“Up to them, I guess,” Dean mutters, never taking his eyes off her. 

“Well, you kids have fun tonight,” Mrs. Ricci says. “But don’t stay out too late! And don’t let Toni drink too much. You know how she bloats, and we can barely get her into her dress as it is.”

Vanessa looks desperate to run from the extended conversation. He doesn’t want to insert himself unless she asks, but decides to test the waters. 

“Hey, sweetheart, you ready?”

Vanessa looks up at him with relief and gratitude, clasping her hand in his. Butterflies flap their wings in her gut, and she tries to remind herself that the look in his eyes is temporary and meant as a show.

“Well... who’s the handsome gentleman, Van?” 

Vanessa smiles, turning back to face Mrs. Ricci. “This is—” 

“Dean.” Dean extends his free hand to Mrs. Ricci, and she accepts. He turns her wrist and kisses the back of her hand. “I’m this beautiful girl’s plus one.”

Mrs. Ricci raises her eyebrows and nods, eyeing them closely. “I see... I didn’t know you had someone, Van. You make a lovely couple. How long have you been together?”

“Little over a year, ma’am,” Dean easily answers.

“Well, then, I guess you’ll be talking marriage soon as well. You better catch that bouquet tomorrow!” Mrs. Ricci teases Vanessa.

“Oh, we’re all set!” Vanessa chirps, not realizing how what she’s just said sounds.

“Really?!” Mrs. Ricci’s eyes go wide. “When’s the wedding?”

Vanessa blinks as her skin prickles. “Next fall?”

“Congratulations!”

“Yeah, congrats, Van,” Nicole deadpans with a roll of her eyes because even she knows this is all an act. “Are we going or what?”

Vanessa keeps her eyes on anyone but her date for the rest of their night out. 

--

Dean gently closes the door to their lock-off, shutting out Emma’s squeals of delight and Sam’s laughter. He watches Vanessa busy herself around the room as he unfastens the cuffs of his button-up and rolls up his sleeves. 

He isn’t well-practiced in relationships. He and Cassie always fought, and Lisa was easygoing. His relationship with Vanessa was never supposed to reach this level, so he isn’t sure how to break the tension. 

“Hey.”

Vanessa's wary gaze doesn’t quite meet his. “I’m just gonna brush my teeth.”

She motions toward the vanity and takes the last few steps barefoot to get there. Dean appears behind her in the mirror as she reaches for the toothpaste. 

“Give it a minute.” Dean touches her wrist.

Vanessa tenses. “I don't know why I reacted that way.”

Dean shakes his head. “Turn around.”

She sighs and slumps in defeat before turning toward him with her eyes on the floor.

“Look at me.”

She swallows and reluctantly drags her gaze upward. “Dean, I’m sor—”

He pulls her in, wrapping her in his arms. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“She asked when we were getting married, and I said next fall.”

Her voice is muffled against his chest, but she sounds miserable, and Dean can’t help but chuckle.

He pulls back to look her in the eye. “Who’re you worried about? That old lady?”

Vanessa blinks away the onslaught of embarrassed tears from her eyes. “You, Dean. Aren’t you... freaked or mad or...”

Dean shakes his head, grabbing a tissue for her. “Why would I be mad? Or freaked.” 

She takes the tissue, and he crosses his arms over his chest as he leans against the wall. He likes being with her, but he isn’t marrying anyone any time soon — they both know that. What bothers him right now is that she regrets such a simple blunder.

Vanessa dabs at the corners of her eyes and sniffles. “I said that... so now you probably think I’m clingy. And now I’m crying.”

She throws her hands up in the air and focuses on Dean, who’s watching her with a quiet smile and, if she isn’t mistaken, amusement. 

“Why are you smiling like that?! You didn’t sign up for this!”

“Nessa.” Dean pushes away from the wall to gently grasp her shoulders. “If you had any idea what my brother and I do? You’d get how you could never turn me off short of becoming an actual fucking monster. I can’t quit you.”

Vanessa closes her eyes and sighs. “The problem is that I like you, Dean. A lot.”

She opens her eyes, and Dean’s face has shifted to an unbearably soft melancholy. He nods, holding her gaze. “Yeah. Me too.”

“But we barely know each other,” she continues, taking a step forward and smoothing a palm down the sateen placard of his black button-up. “And you have some secret and dangerous job that I’ll never understand.”

“What makes you think it’s dangerous?” Dean sits back against the edge of the bathroom counter, wrapping his hands around her lace-enveloped ribcage, and lets her wedge herself between his open knees.

Her eyes land on his mouth. He’s so beautiful. She’s told him a dozen times. But he’s also a walking, talking mountain of trauma, and Vanessa guesses that damage extends beyond physical.

“Scar tissue, for one.” She reaches for his right hand and raises it between the two of them, knuckles up. “And busted knuckles?”

“Just a bar fight, honey,” Dean mutters, and Vanessa huffs a wry laugh, rolling her eyes up at him again.

“Maybe, but I doubt it.” She doesn’t drop her gaze as she dips in to press a kiss to his healing knuckles. “I’ve never known what I wanted in the long run, but... I know I want you. Now.”

Dean eyes her quietly for a moment before dipping in to kiss her. “You got me.”

He kisses her for a long time, pushing one hand up into the back of her hair and resting the other over her clavicle and breastbone. His thumb and first two fingers dance along either side of her neck, and she moans into his mouth.

He stands and steps away from the vanity, pulling her with him toward the bed, kissing her the whole way. She works on the buttons of his shirt as he opens the zipper of her dress. Black and red lace and chiffon flutter to the floor, and she walks over it.

Once she has his shirt undone and pulled from his pants, she slides her hands over his hot skin and pushes the garment to the floor. Dean stops at the edge of the bed with his hands on her waist as she pulls his belt and oxblood pants open and off. 

“Hey.” Dean clasps her hand in his before she can reach inside his boxers. “Just listen a minute, OK?” 

Vanessa slowly brings her anxious gaze to meet his. 

“You’re, what, 26 years old?”

She drops her eyes and starts to pull away. “Twenty-seven, and I don’t need your condescension.”

“No, no, no.” Dean grasps her wrists in his hands and pulls her in again. “Not condescending, reassuring. Nessa... you don’t need to have anything figured out right now. You got your whole beautiful, perfect life ahead of you to fuck up and win.” 

Her brow furrows, and Dean grins.

“Sometimes I wish somebody’d told me that when I was 27.”

Even if someone had told him, Dean had and has a different life than hers. His path was cut out for him long ago, and all he can do is live it, get up, and kick ass. It still would have been nice to hear.

Vanessa turns into him again, resting her hands on his beautifully scarred and tattooed chest. She lightly traces a long-healed gash until she runs into his tattoo and circles it. 

“You my guru, now?” She flicks her eyes up to his.

Dean shrugs, sliding his hands up her sides along her bodysuit's soft, plain black fabric. “Can be anything you want.”

She closes her eyes and leans in to kiss his sternum. She hums and drags her lips to one of his nipples, gently pulling it between her damp lips. 

Dean groans, smoothing a hand down the back of her long, wavy tresses before briefly pulling away.

“Just—” he sighs and closes his eyes from her wide, bright gaze to compose himself. “Believe me when I say that one little slip of the tongue ain’t enough to ruin a great weekend with one of the most gorgeous, delightful women I’ve ever been with in my life.”

Vanessa tosses her head back and laughs. 

“Seriously,” Dean continues as Vanessa pushes him back to sit on the bed, giggling the whole way. 

“You smell good, you’re beautiful.” As he lists off the things he likes about her, Vanessa climbs astride his lap. “You laugh at my terrible jokes. Your voice alone is enough to give me wood, I’m not even kidding.”

“Dean.”

“Yeah?”

She wiggles a little, making him whimper and grip her hips, and drapes her arm over his shoulders to finger the velvety nape of his neck.

“Thank you. I like being with you, too.”

He smiles, and she pitches forward to kiss him. 

“Then why don’t you tell me about everything I missed,” he mutters around her lips.

“When?” she breathes into his mouth.

“When I wasn’t with you, and you couldn’t get off without me.” Dean holds her close as he moves back to the mountain of fluffed-up hotel pillows.

“Mmm... Which time?” She steadies herself as he gets situated, watching his skin ripple over muscle.

“Start at the beginning.” He settles in, giving her his full attention, his hands sliding up her thighs to shroud her hips. “What made you realize thinking about me— about us together’d do the trick?”

Vanessa bites her lip, her cheeks flush dark pink, and her eyelids flutter.

Dean chuckles, reaching up to pull the front of her strapless bodysuit down, freeing her breasts. “Did you think about how I held you up and drilled you ‘til you soaked the bed of that swank hotel?”

“Jesus.” Vanessa grinds over him, leaning backward on her hands, and arching her spine. “Yes...”

He cups and squeezes one breast, then hooks three fingers around the front of the thong bottom of the body suit to knuckle at her opening. 

“Did you think about me for seven days after?”

Vanessa nods, blindly grinding against his hand. “At first, it was your voice— it was when I was alone. I tried to remember... the way it rumbles your chest when you call me kitten.” 

“Uh-huh.” Dean does his best to keep his voice warm and deep. “You’re so slick and hot right now, kitten. I’m here now.” 

Vanessa lurches up and forward to brace her palms against his chest. “Keep talking.”

“You look so pretty, grindin’ against my fist. All open and juicy, so sexy. You gonna get yourself off like this?”

“God, Dean.” Vanessa grips his wrist and ruts against his knuckles hard, digging her blunt fingernails into his chest.

Dean hisses and whispers. “Do it, and I’ll fuck you just like you want. ”

“Oh, fuck!” She comes, shaking and panting, then collapses over him.

Dean slowly removes his hand from between her legs and wraps his arms around her while she catches her breath.

After a few moments, she speaks. “Then I was with this guy.” 

“Hmm. Did he make you come?” Dean rolls her to her back.

“You know he didn’t. I told you that.”

“Did you?” He peels the bodysuit the rest of the way off her before throwing it across the room.

“On the phone. That’s why we’re having this conversation, I assume.”

“Ahh, yeah, you did.”

He shoves his boxers over his hips and flings them to join their other clothes — away from their bodies and the bed — before climbing between her legs and stretching out over her. He props himself up with his forearms and brushes her hair away from her face with his hands.

“What else, then?”

She raises her knees at his sides and drags her fingertips up his spine.

“After a couple more guys, same results, I gave up. My toys and memories are better than anyone who isn’t you.”

Dean makes a sound like pity cut with need as he grinds and bucks until his dick is snug and wet between her pussy lips. Then he drops his forehead to hers.

“Tell me exactly what makes you come when I’m not there.”

Vanessa closes her eyes and shudders when he slowly forges ahead. She hooks her hands over the backs of his shoulders with a gasp.

“I’ll never forget the utility closet,” she whispers. “The way everyone outside knew exactly what you’d done to me. I can’t stop thinking about if someone had seen us— if we’d been less careful.”

Dean moans as he slides all the way inside her, tucking his face in the crux of her neck. “You an exhibitionist, kitten?” 

She shakes her head. “You’re just so sexy and so good at everything. I bet we’re hotter than any movie.”

Dean buries himself deep and settles in. He doesn’t lie to her, never has, and probably never will, but her willingness to be so fucking vulnerable with him makes his heart skip.

“You wanna watch us in the mirror? Just you and me over there?” Dean nods toward the vanity.

Vanessa peers across the room, then looks back at him and nods. “Yeah, later. Right now, I like you right where you are.”

Part Three

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