#i always wanted to say something about how happy that original tag made me but i couldnt find a way to reach out about it

[is-the-owl-video-cute]

When did you start the original owl vid blog and what was it like? Was it more focused on reviewing owl videos? I’m just curious as to how you ended up involved in a bunch of discourse* about not-owls.

*lets just call it that for simplicity’s sake ahah

I made the original in either January or February 2020 after being frustrated to a breaking point seeing another video of an owl in an obviously bad situation being shared uncritically because the OP had mislead their followers about what was going on. “Oh this owl LOVES his kitten and duck friends!” “Oh look at this owl having SO much fun in the bubble bath!” It was endless. At the time there was genuinely no one questioning anything going on in any of them. My only outlet was to vent it to some of my friends in group chats and such. We would pass around different videos that ended up on our dashes and discuss the issues amongst ourselves just to be in a space where people actually said something because outside of those chats we were going mad seeing it time and time again.

I made the blog while scrolling tumblr aimlessly during a particularly long winded seminar I was sitting in on, I had reblogged a photo of a wild owl and tumblr began recommending various owl abuse videos mislabeled as cute. I had enough. I made a blog name and used large bold letters and emphasizing colors so my posts would be seen by people scrolling the reblogs. I scoured the entire owl tag and rated every single video I came across, typing paragraph upon paragraph detailing everything wrong with those photos and videos and it didn’t take more than a day or two before I had amassed a few thousand followers, people were interested. People were listening, there were a few “okay Karen” types here and there, but the large majority were willing to listen in a way I had never seen before. I had made posts like this on Facebook (not under an alias) and my posts were always immediately met with “who cares if the owl dies it’s just a fun video it’s not that deep let people enjoy things” and threats of lawsuits for “defamation” from the online personalities and “sanctuaries” i critiqued. To say tumblr was a breath of fresh air was an understatement, I have been on this website since ~2013-2015 (not on a themed blog, just various personal blogs I deleted and remade a few times, and a discourse blog or two mixed alongside a few admin slots making pride icons with cartoon characters for people), and I can honestly say this initial experience was the last thing I expected from this hellsite.

For the first few months, I wanted to hang onto that. I didn’t want to bring politics into it, this was just about owls and wildlife, I didn’t want to detract from the goal of educating people on how to spot animal abuse. And for a time that worked well. I was happy. The followers were happy. Until I started paying attention to the people following me and interacting with my posts. Usernames like “radical-clit” or “jake1488” would start to pop up more often. More icons would have kekistan pride flags, or just iron crosses outright. Some icons proudly just said “TERF is a slur” while others were naked white women in wheat fields. I had what I asked for, a truly “apolitical” space where everyone, even Nazis and TERFs felt very welcome.

And I took exception to that.

I made the first real post using my voice and my stances. I said trans women are women. I said Black Lives Matter. I said ACAB and I said wear a mask when COVID started to hit. I started blocking the ones that didn’t scatter from my blog like roaches, I went through my follower list manually and blocked every TERF, Nazi, and any other type of sleazeball I could find. I manually vetted a few thousand people.

This resonated with people. I expected backlash, and there was a fair shake of it, but I received more asks than I had before. Hundreds of strangers thanking me for making my stance clear and letting them know they were welcome. And that stuck with me.

I had made this blog to educate, and that is what I was going to do. So when I started getting asks from those opposed to my open sharing of political subjects, I responded to their hate mail as though it was a debate. I wasn’t trying to change their minds, I’m not that naive, it was to further educate anyone else reading about it, to tell the full story and to arm them with tools to fight back against bad faith talking points the right weaponizes. From that point on, I would get off topic asks questioning my political stances, and I continued to answer them. I wanted it to be clear where I stood because I did not want marginalized people to ever question if I was secretly a bigot.

I never stopped actually reviewing owl videos, however I did stop using the flashy long format responses to avoid annoying people. I had a following by then, I didn’t need to shout to be heard over scores of people fawning over animal abuse. I still rate videos today, but if it’s one that I’ve rated at all within the past year or especially one I’ve rated multiple times, I tend to ignore the message. I don’t go looking for them anymore for the same reason I’d imagine you probably don’t go out of your way to find videos of dogs and cats being abused. It’s upsetting, it’s emotionally tolling. There’s also only so many ways I can say “owls cannot safely cohabit with other species or more than one other owl”, “owls cannot swim well and don’t like being fully submerged in water for a viral tiktok”, or “owl cafes and pet keeping of owls are inherently abusive”.

If I’ve already rated three videos of people letting their toddlers or other pets manhandle large owls, do I really need to be sent six more? My point is Education, not sending as many upsetting videos of animal abuse as I can find to place on your dash and say things you already know if you’ve seen my other posts.

Anyway, for a shorter answer to your question: I get non-owl discourse consistently because I don’t shy away from addressing it. I don’t want my stances to be vague, I don’t want good people wondering if I support trump or genocide. I am a firm believer that silence is violence. I’m not going to do what white culture favors and simply look away and avoid the topic of injustices simply to make white users more comfortable.

This blog was never meant to be comfortable.

This is the “animal abuse is bad stop that” blog.

It would be weird of me to oppose animal abuse and them remain silent on abuses and injustices faced by human beings.

I don’t wake up in the morning saying “okay today will be 80% international politics, 12% discourse about the causes and ethics of pedophilia as a mental disorder, and 8% birds with 1% of that being owls. If someone asks me if I support trans rights I will answer them. If someone attacks me for that then I will respond to their attack.

If some days I don’t feel like looking for upsetting animal abuse and formulating an entire essay on why abusing said animal for entertainment is wrong, I do something else.

[good-beansdraws]

Man, every time I see that artwork of you as the yellow knight with trio it warms my heart so much 🥺💓

Ahhh thank you so much!! That means a lot to hear ✨️✨️✨️ I know everyone around me is super nice, but it was still nerve-wracking to post my first fe insert stuff ;__; Plus, it's even more exciting to hear since you were the one I mentioned in my tags!! I was over the moon that someone even remembered my little ramblings about the yellow knight, and came to same conclusion about it -- it's safe to say that it gave me a big boost in confidence when it came to sharing!! So I'm really grateful :'D

And I cannot recommend the experience enough 😤👏 To anyone reading, this is your sign from the universe to draw yourself with your favoritest little guys -- it's a great time and I'd love to see :3

[im-only-here-for-the-fandom]

Astronomy Teacher Danny

so dp x dc idea, i don’t know if anyone has thought of this but instead of danny teaching chemistry in gotham( which i really love) because of his fenton/phantom/amity park craziness, he teaches astronomy because space obsession danny is best danny , it could be an elective or a club it doesn’t really matter.

i totally see danny as the fun and sweet teacher that all students liked, he would wear comfy clothes like jumpers or knitted sweaters, have a cup of something warm in his hand as well as an extra thermos and paper cups for his students (tea, hot chocolate, hot lemon), and just be an all around nice person.

damian had join the astronomy club because he had always thought that the stars of nanda parbat were beautiful, not because he was kicked out of the art club for acting ‘condescending’ towards the teacher one too many times or anything, definitely not, but his father insists that he be in a school club to develop his social skills.

damian had not expected to be so enamored by his teacher. on his first day his teacher made everyone push the desks back, layed down a rug/carpet on the floo and placed a projector in the middle( he made it himself) and made them sit around like some kind of camp fire, he handed out drinks, it was tea, he said that his friend sam started growing flower tea and tea leaves and she needed someone to taste test. the he started to talk about what the club will be about.

danny seemed to glow as he explained the origins of stars, their life cycles, how they were formed, how constellations were dicovered and the myths behind their names. talk about platents suns and moons, about the type if life you could find in each planet like the spices you could find on mars( something he shouldn’t have known)[he learnt this from martians in the ghost zone].

he would draw stars and constellations on the board, have them make up stories about stars and constellations just based on their name, play games such as having the projector on and one of the constellations would light up and they get a point if they manage to correctly guess their name then they would get extra points if they could say some more facts about it, and danny always made it so engaging for the kids, it was that one class that every student couldn’t wait to get to because it was just so fun.

damian would totally try to be the teachers favorite by giving him accurate painting of stars and constellations, he would be in competition with that girl that makes dioramas of planets, he would stay up all night researching really obscure space related things so that he could impress his teacher. his family would at first be really happy that he’s getting a new hobby until they hear him asking martian manhunter if he could get such and such spice/plant from mars so he could gift it to his teacher, and now his family is curious about where he learned about this and become suspicious when he tells them it was his astronomy teacher that taught such things in class along with martian/kryptonian culture among other things.

so now damian trys to stop them from ruining his favorite class by being nosy vigilantes.

so this was more of a dp idea than a dpxdc idea, but i might add more later. if anyone wants to use this idea feel free to do so just tag me because i really want to see what other could add on.

[sydscarm]

end of beginning, part one.

carmen berzatto x childhood bestfriend!reader word count : 2.3k warning(s) : none!

and when i'm back in chicago, i feel it. another version of me, i was in it.

9 YEARS AGO.

"i don't understand why you're so mad at me! you said you were fine with me working at the beef!"

this was the first and only fight they would have about this. after begging and begging his older brother to hire him at his restaurant, carmen berzatto was still not even allowed on the premises. carmy really just wanted to take orders. or sweep. or wash dishes. or just anything. but no. micheal berzatto wouldn't even let his little brother in the front door. carmy had complained to his best friend tirelessly about how much he wanted to work at the beef and how hard he had worked to prove himself to his older brother and she listened intensely. she too had applied at the beef but since mikey wouldn't even hire his own flesh and blood, she knew she had no shot at getting the job herself. being the younger sister of micheal's best friend came with its perks, of course. she was always invited to christmas dinner and had been given the recipe on how to make the best italian beef sandwiches. but it also came with its downfalls. being the same age as his younger brother, mikey held her to almost the same standard that he held carmy. she was only allowed at the beef on special occasions and she thought she had no chance at being bestowed the honor of washing dishes in the dirty kitchen of the beef.

two months ago, y/n had tagged along with her brother, richie, on a run to the restaurant. richie had to drop off paperwork for something she really wasn't interested in and after relentless begging, he had let her come with. it was only supposed to be a short trip. they were going to run into the shop, drop off some papers, and maybe get a sandwich to-go. but what was supposed to be a quick visit turned into a multiple hour affair. richie and mikey had gotten to talking and there was no stopping it when mikey started on one of his tangents. somewhere in their hours long conversation, y/n's older brother had decided to throw his sister a bone and mention to his friend that she was "on his ass" about wanting to work at the beef. mikey had immediately shut him down but after glancing at the girl sitting nearby, a pout on her lip and her hands folded together in a silent plea, he reluctantly agreed to give her a job. it was only after school and on the weekends and the pay was terrible and she was only allowed to clean tables and mop the floors, but it got her in the door. she was ecstatic.

as soon as she got home, she immediately called her best friend. the excitement was evident in her voice, which in turn made carmy's heart race as he waited anxiously for what she going to tell him. his smile dropped and his stomach churned when the words "i got a job at the beef" left her mouth. he could hear the grin in her tone and she could hear the long pause carmy took after she told him the news. she apologized profusely, of course. she knew how much that job had meant to him and she felt guilty that she had gotten it instead. she assured him over and over that if he didn't want her to take the job, she wouldn't. their friendship was much more important to her than $7.25 an hour and sweeping up pieces of beef that had fallen to the floor. she could hear him gulp and sigh and she fully expected him to tell her no. but instead she heard him stutter, shuffle around, and say, "no, it's fine. i'm happy for you."

that was two months ago. y/n hadn't done much else in her time working at the beef than mop and take an order when mikey let her. it wasn't fun and the pay was awful, but y/n couldn't remember the last time she would wake up that excited. the day that her and carmy had their fight, she had gotten up early on a saturday, put on her non-slip shoes and a "the original beef of chicagoland" t-shirt, and sat in the car while she waited for richie. they had gotten there earlier than normal and the chefs were in the beginning stages of prepping for the day. y/n had put her stuff in the office, there was no locker for her, and prepared to sit around all morning until the restaurant finally opened. she had only been sitting for about 15 minutes when mikey popped his head in the door. 

"yo, honey," he had started, the nickname he gave her 16 years ago making its usual appearance, "do you wanna help us prep today?"

she was shocked. her mouth was agape and she just stared at him. did she want to prep? to her that was the equivalent of asking her if she wanted a million dollars. "uh…" she looked around the room. she was kind of unsure if she was being pranked or not.

mikey laughed. "you're just chopping fucking onions and tomatoes, dude. it's not hard." 

y/n, albeit nervously, laughed back. "uh, yeah! y-yes. i would love to help prep."

"then c'mon."

she was on cloud nine. for two hours mikey let her cut tomatoes and peppers and onions and stir a pot or two. she was smiling the entire time. richie and mikey had laughed at how excited she was but she didn't care. this was the most exciting thing that had happened to her thus far. after her shift was completely over, the floors mopped and the open sign turned to close, she ran all the way from her house to carmy's. she opened the door without knocking and took the stairs two at a time to get to his room. 

"bear! guess what?!" she was out of breath, bent over with her hands on her knees. carmy was sitting in his desk chair facing her with his eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed. she had just burst into his room yelling after all. 

"what?" he had chuckled at her. 

"mikey… fuck, give me a second." she was still catching her breath.

"did you run all the way here?" carmy asked. it wasn't the first time she felt she had news so important that she ran the mile from her house to his. 

"yes! anyway," she was bouncing on the balls of her feet, a telltale sign she was about to burst with excitement, "mikey let me help prep today! isn't that so exciting! it was only cutting onions and tomatoes and what not but he-"

carmy had tuned her out. he was fine with her working at the beef, really. he was happy for her. but only if she was washing dishes. it was a low level job. it didn't require any of the chef skills they were both so proud of. he was fine with that. he didn't need to prove to mikey that he was capable of wiping tables but his knife skills were something he was really proud of. he would never say this to y/n, but his knife skills were better than hers. and mikey let her chop vegetables. 

"are you serious?"

she was mid sentance and her smile shook a little bit when he interrupted her. "uh, yeah! isn't that so cool?"

he rolled his eyes. he didn't mean to, not really. the jealousy was basically oozing from his pores. "yeah. yeah that's super fucking cool, y/n." 

she just stood there, eyebrows furrowed. "are you mad at me?" 

carmy swiveled around in his chair to rest his elbows on his small desk, his hands coming up to cover his face. a knot began to form in his throat and his breaths started coming out a bit shaky. he wasn't angry at her persay, he was more angry at mikey than anything. ever since y/n got her job at the beef, carmy had started working so much harder in front of mikey in hopes that he'd hire him too. he'd get to work with his best, and only, friend and maybe, if he practiced hard enough, mikey would let him prep sometimes. but none of it had mattered. mikey was going to let y/n work at the restaurant and let y/n prep and leave nothing for his own brother.

"i mean i'm not exactly happy," carmy mumbled through his hands. 

y/n stood behind him, playing with her fingers. she was kind of unsure of what to say. she would offer to quit to save their friendship, but she didn't really want to. she really liked working the beef and after today, there was a hope deep inside her that mikey would let her take on bigger duties. 

"i could talk to mikey again, if you want. you know, to see if he'll reconsider hiring you."

carmy groaned. i wasn't really about having the job anymore. it was more about mikey trusting her more than he trusted him. he spun around quickly, his arms falling back to his sides. "i don't even know why you took that job in the first place."

she was taken aback and she scoffed, almost as a reflex. "what? you said you were fine with it!" "well obviously i'm not!" he yelled at her. he yelled. carmy had always been soft spoken and shy. it was only recently that he started talking back to his mom and, apparently, yelling at his best friend. 

y/n just stared at him. "well, i don't know what you want me to do about it now."

"quit."

her eyes widened and her stomach dropped. she could feel that he was going to say that, but hearing it out loud was much different. "what?"

he stepped closer to her and she could see the anger in his face. his eyes were filled with tears, though. the anger on his face a direct contrast to the sadness that filled his eyes. "i want you to quit."

y/n lowered her head under his gaze. she was never one to shy away from carmy but you could cut the tension in the room with a knife. and she almost gave in. she almost told him yes and that she would quit in order to make his pain go away. but she couldn't. she loved that job. she loved the way the kitchen smelled while everyone was prepping and she loved the soft sound of mikey's radio ringing out from back of house. she couldn't give that up. even if it meant breaking the heart of her best friend.

"i can't," she whispered. 

carmy's stomach churned and for a second he thought he was going to throw up. he knew she was going to say no. and he felt awful for the thoughts clouding his mind. the ultimatum left his mouth before he had thought enough about it to stop it.

"i-if you keep working at the beef, i don't.. i don't think we can be friends."

if she wasn't on the verge of tears before, she is now. she tried to blink away the tears clouding her vision but they just rolled down her cheeks. what was she supposed to say? carmy was her best, and only, close friend. she had other friends, sure. but none of them understood or knew her the way that carmy did. they had been best friends since birth, thanks to their older brothers. but she couldn't quit her job at the beef, she knew that. and as much as he didn't want to admit it, carmy knew it too. 

"that's… really selfish, carmen."

he knew that. he knew that before the words had even formed in his brain. but hearing her call him selfish coupled with the fact that she called him carmen, something she never did, ignited something in him. a rage that he had never felt before and he didn't even know if it was directed at her. 

"i think choosing a fucking job over your friendship with me is even more selfish!"

she scoffed, the tears drying almost immediately. "i don't understand why you're so mad at me! you said you were fine with me working at the beef!"

"that's just not something you do, y/n! i've wanted that job years longer than you! you just wanted to work there because don't have any hobbies other than fucking following me around!" 

ok. ouch.

"i like my job at the beef so much because it gives me chance to get the fuck away from you!" she didn't mean it, but she needed to find something to say that would hurt him as much as he hurt her. "i get that you don't have any other fucking friends but god! asking me to quit my job because you don't like that i'm spending time away from you is pathetic." 

he was taken aback. that hurt. fighting with someone who knows you better than anyone else is a risky move. they both knew exactly what to say that would hurt each other the most. 

y/n grabs her keys that she threw on carmy's bed and turned to fling open the door.

carmy scoffed. "i don't know who the fuck you are anymore." 

"not your best friend, apparently." and with that, she slammed his bedroom door. 

and she was right. after being no contact for nine year and two moves to new york later, they both have new best friends. until mikey died and they both move back to chicago, only to find that the beef was left to two people. the names on the operating agreement? y/n jerimovich and carmen berzatto.

[dmercer91]

Can you do nsfw and sfw head canons for Ethan Edward and mark estapa? ( btw love you account I’ve been stalking it for the last hour😂💕)

misc. headcanons, ee73

i used this one for eddy! another is coming for mark asap <3 (and thank you!)

meeting at the coffee shop you work at and he was originally planning on getting his regular but when he saw you he buffered

“what’s your go to? i was thinking of trying something new,”

you ask wether he likes cold or hot drinks, sweet or bitter, if there’s anything he definitely would not drink and he thinks your little lineup of questions is so sweet

you’re clearly a little nervous that he won’t like it once you ring it up and you pick at your nails when he first tries it

“you’ve got good taste… y/n,” he nods to your name tag

maybe the person taking you off comes up and tells you you’re good to go home and ethan takes the risk and orders another drink

“come sit with me?”

you talk for so long and when you laugh he thinks he’s died and gone to heaven

you exchange numbers and over the course of the semester, the relationship grows and you guys start dating

he’s so sweet

he buys you flowers and little trinkets he sees that he thinks you’ll like

he wants you at every possible home game, tucked in the corner by the glass where he can see you for good luck

you guys have after school naps at soph house - mark is sick of you guys being all cute and lovey

he lays on his back and you’re always tucked into his side with his arm around you

playing with his hair is your favourite thing

there’ll be times where that’s all you do for hours, just lay in his arms and twist his hair around your fingers while you talk about nothing important

he loves !! sweet nothings

his love language is probably quality time or touch but words of affirmation is definitely up there

“so pretty. my girl,” “you’re perfect, angel,”

sometimes after work you just need to sit in his arms and let him trace shapes on your shoulders and back in silence

customer service is draining and he does well with understanding that

if you’re overstimulated or tired he’s so good with boundaries and not making you more irritable

sexually, he can be a lot of different things depending on what you’re in the mood for

he loves it when you ride him but he’s perfectly happy putting in the work

he’s an ass/thigh man and i will be taking no criticism on that

kissing your thighs? heaven

leaving love bites on your thighs? he might as well have passed away from bliss

being between your thighs? having them squeeze his head? he thinks there’s no better place to be at any point in time

you riding his thigh, and he gets to sit back and tense his leg to tease you? he’d take that over actual american dollars

he is in college, and he’s used to hookups and therefore inexperienced with his mouth

however, after some trial and error, and him learning how to read your reactions to things, he’s so good

in the first bit of your relationship all he wants to do is practice

“i wanna be able to make you feel good,” while he’s literally got his nose buried into your clit for the third consecutive day

when he finally gets the reaction he’s been working towards - unbridled moans and mumbled of his name while you squirm and squeeze his head with your thighs

he lets up for one whole day before he’s kissing down your body again cause ‘he misses how pretty you taste’

he wants to try new things and get good at them all the time which is truly a blessing cause you won’t spare his feeling and say you came and he will get you there

sometimes on rougher nights he just moves you around at his will

for a college guy he’s well built and it’s both nice to look at and convenient

he likes it when you scratch at him

if he’s not getting absolutely flamed in the dressing room for being full of nail marks then he’s doing something wrong

you always feel bad when you see them and he’s like are you kidding?? i made you feel that good. this is my medal

he likes to guide your head when you’re going down on him

he’ll bury his hand in your hair or wrap it around his fist and slowly move you up and down on him

he’s not vocal in the beginning of your relationship, until you ask if it doesn’t feel good and he realizes you like him vocal

now he’s so used to letting it all out that being quiet is his least favourite thing on the entire planet

aftercare consists of a shower or bath with tons and tons of cuddling, forehead kisses and sweet praises

in conclusion; eddy 🤭

[locketsvault]

「 KUNIKIDA WITH A CUDDLY S/O 」

pairing: kunikida doppo x gender neutral reader

tags: gender neutral reader, established relationship, cuddling headcanon, very fluffy

warnings: none!

request: I know you made a post already so only if you have ideas and feel like writing it can you write moreeee about snuggles with kunikida? 🤭 only if you want to :) it doesn't have to be a lot. maybe specifically with a reader who loves cuddles and physical touch and is always hugging him at work and giving him lots of kisses, and also loves plushes 🤭🤭 (original request found here.) (cuddling headcanon post).

word count: 1k

a/n: upon looking for photos for his header I have realized his eyebrows are almost always furrowed lol my poor stressed man. btw, I love stuffies, so I relate a lot to this request.

Man I hate to say it but, you definitely do not fit his ideal type. You were not what he wrote down in his book of ideals. And he couldn’t have asked for anything better. It took him a bit to warm up to the idea of dating you, but once he realized how much he’d fallen for you, and how well you two pair together, he decided to screw the damn book and officially ask you out.

To be honest, he spoils you rotten. As I said in my cuddling headcanon post, if he’s in a relationship with you it’s serious. In my opinion, you ground him. Your happiness is his happiness. He wants you loved and cared for. So, even if physical affection is not his thing (it’s not) he’ll do it for you, he’d do anything for you simp.

When it comes to affection, it goes from quality time, acts of service, gift giving, words of affirmation, and then physical affection. Listen, I know words of affirmation is ranked lowly, but I’m sorry this man with his words sometimes is a mess. He’s not the best at verbally comforting someone.

Now what exactly is it like being a cuddle bug in a relationship with an idealist? Let me bullet that for you.

Cuddles are always initiated by you. Even if you’re not feeling well, you always stretch your arms out for him before he can even blink.

On the off chance it’s initiated by him, it comes out of no where.

I mentioned this in the headcanon but I’ll say it again, after a rough day or mission he craves your touch and comfort. I’m going to assume physical affection is your main love language, so it becomes second nature to him to seek out your touch for affection. He’s the type to bury himself into your arms in that case. He’s vulnerable and sensitive, and while I see him as being only dominant in a relationship, sometimes he just needs to be held and cared for.

Sometimes though he will insist on holding you, and that’s a key indicator that something happened where he felt threatened losing you. If that’s the case, let him holding you and baby you for a bit, he needs to reassurance you’re safe in his arms and not going anywhere.

Wow that got angsty haha, my bad. Let’s move onto something more… fluffy. Literally.

He knew about your love of plushies due to you carrying a couple of small ones in your bags, or having plush keychains. He had to admit at first he didn’t understand the appeal, but it made you happy and, you were quite cute with them. He won’t cuddle them though, I’m sorry.

The first time he saw your plushie collection was when you invited him to your house and allowed him to look around.

He knew you loved plushies but seeing just how many you had, he couldn’t fathom how you afforded them all. Or how you manage to give them all attention, but you do.

He actually sits on your bed and listens intently as you introduce every single stuffie to you. He genuinely cares.

And you better believe he wrote all their names in his notebook. Just please don’t let Dazai see.

He will buy you more plushies for your collection. He keeps tabs on your favorite plushies too. Say you love squish mallows and there’s a rare one coming out, he’ll make sure you get it.

He does sometimes get jealous of your plushies though. There’s been a few times he’s come home to you asleep with your favorite plush in your arms, when it should be him. Eh, it’s his fault for being gone late at work no?

It takes a while for him to let you move in, but he doesn’t stop you from taking over his apartment. There’s always special plushies that stay there. Gifts from him and ones you think resemble him. Whether that’s physical appearance or personality. He found himself comforted by their presence when you aren’t there. The fact they smell like you being a bonus. He will never tell you this though. He will die before admitting it.

The most common cuddle positions involve spooning or laying against his chest. If it’s sitting, then you’re somehow in his lap, or laying your head in it if possible.

It’s become a ritual for you to lay on top of him and tell him all about your day, while he plays with your hair and listens intently. It’s fun listening to his heartbeat pick up as he tells you about the stupid thing Dazai had done today.

It’s also the most convenient if either of you feel like reading a book. He does it a lot, he reads through his book or writes in them to prepare for things.

He’s not the best with you being cuddly and affectionate at work, not at first. It didn’t help that a certain suicidal maniac was his partner and would never leave him alone about it. But after rejecting your affections and see how sad it made you, he learned his lesson and will always allow you to be affectionate with him in public. Not too much though.

Actually now that I think about it Dazai has probably playfully flirted with you (in the dumbest ways) as you sit in Kunikidas lap, asking you to commit double suicide with him, etc. Just to drive his partner insane. You both know that, Kunikida still tries to kill him though. Dazai waits for you to be in his lap since he knows you don’t like to be disturbed and Kunikida can’t get up to hit him.

Funnily enough Ranpo helps ease Kunikidas mind about the affection in the office. You two are great friends by the way. He helped you bully Kunikida into being affectionate with you in the office once. It was great.

I’m sorry though, it doesn’t happen much that you’re affectionate in the office. Cuddles are one thing, which is stretching him enough, but kisses are another. And that’s usually a no. It’s not appropriate in the work place. Sometimes some pecks here and there are okay, but he wouldn’t make out with you.

Behind closed doors or at home though he loves kissing you. I hope you know that. He’s addicted. But that’s a story for another time.

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[harunayuuka2060]

Ace: *pouting* Sensei!

MC: *smiling* Yes, Mr. Trappola?

Ace: You have the most interesting history and you don't even want to tell us!

MC: Ara~ But history bores you, doesn't it?

Ace: No! I really like history! Yes! I love it!

The first-years: Yeah! We love history, sensei!

MC: *chuckles* Professor Trein will be happy to hear that.

MC: Anyway, since all of you are eager to know about my history... Hm... Let's see. Ah!

MC: You can do an investigation.

Ace: Eh? Investigation?

MC: Yes! You've learned a lot of skills and I'm sure that your investigating skills are much better now compared last time.

Epel: But sensei... How are we going to investigate? What materials will we be using?

MC: *smiles mischievously* Ah... Now that's the problem, isn't it?

Ace and Epel: ...

Sebek: *yells* LET'S INTERVIEW SENSEI'S MOTHER!!!!

The first-years: *cheered* Good one, Sebek!

MC: My mom always stays at home. But be sure to behave there, okay?

Jack: Uh... So it's not a problem to you, sensei?

Deuce: Why would it be a problem, Jack?

Jack: I don't know... I feel like Sensei's doing this on purpose.

Professor Trein: Professor MC has already informed me about your home visit to their house.

Professor Trein: I trust that all of you won't cause any trouble because if I receive any reports of mischief, I will make sure to give you appropriate punishments.

Ace: Don't worry, professor! MC-sensei taught us how to be efficient. *grinning*

Jack: Yes. But you haven't applied that to yourself yet.

Epel: *chuckles*

Sebek: We should have a plan and not waste the one week given to us!

Deuce: I agree with Sebek. It's MC-sensei's history we're talking about here, but we don't want it to be vague.

Professor Trein: Just focus on their current life. As for their origins, the different lives they had, it is my duty as a professor to research on that.

Professor Trein: And I will be waiting for the results you will gain from this investigation.

The first-years: Aye, Professor Trein!

Professor Crewel: No. I'm not allowing it.

Professor Crewel: The freshmen will be off-campus and now you want to tag along?

Kalim: They're going to have lots of fun! *whining*

Jamil: I wish to know more about MC-sensei myself...

Riddle: Ace and Deuce needs to be supervised. I don't want them embarrassing themselves in front of Professor MC's mother.

Azul: I'm sure MC-sensei's mom isn't like your mom.

Riddle: *frowns* What did you say?

Professor Crewel: I don't care about your own reasons. You will be all staying here—

MC: *knocks on the door* Sir, may I interrupt your class? I have an announcement to make.

Professor Crewel: Of course, Professor MC. All of you, puppies. Listen to what Professor MC will say!

MC: *smiles*

MC: As you all know, the freshmen will be doing their investigation and I've made a bet with them. If they are able to make a theory about my existence, Professor Trein and the others would have to give them an A-grade mark. However, if they fail... *chuckles*

MC: The sophomores will enter a strict training.

The sophomores: ...

Professor Crewel: Ah. What a nice idea to train the pups.

MC: Indeed, Sir. Hehe~.

Ruggie: Uh, sensei? Is there a reason why you're making this bet?

MC: Nothing in particular. I just feel that I'm being negligent with the sophomores.

The sophomores: ...

The sophomores: Oh shit—

MC's mom: I'm sorry. Our house is too small and I can't accommodate all of you.

Deuce: It's alright, ma'am! The weather is nice here and we can camp outside!

Ace: Yeah! This sure is a nice place!

Sebek: Let's not waste our time with idle chats!

Sebek: Ma'am! Please tell us something about MC-sensei!

Epel: Sebek... Couldn't you ask more politely...

Jack: We've just got here.

MC's mom: ...

MC's mom: Well... I think I might've something that will interest you.

The first-years: What is it, Ma'am? Please tell us!

MC's mom: *smiles* MC was a stillborn.

The first-years: Eh? EHHHH?!!

Sebek: S-Stillborn?!

Ace: But how?!

Deuce: *crossing out the theory of reincarnation on his note*

Jack: Ma'am, you have to explain that to us.

MC: I wonder how the first-years are doing. *chuckles*

Leona: They're probably screaming right now.

MC: Hehe~. By the way, Mr. Kingscholar, you sure are laid-back.

Leona: I'm preserving my energy just in case your dear freshmen lose the bet.

MC: Have faith in them. The task isn't that difficult after all. *chuckles*

Leona: Like I will believe you on that, sensei.

[oleander-nin]

Vampire ROTTMNT Headcanons

A/N, not important: You're probably thinking "Ollie, this is so short and wonky? What gives?" And to that, I say: I didn't know whether to make it old timey, how they became vamps, etc, so I'm going with this version for the normal rise, and a Victorian version for the Yan and I'll just bounce them around sometimes whenever I revisit this trope. I have how I want vampires to act, just not sure how/when I want the rise boys to be vamps. Feel free to ask questions if you need clarification or want a certain thing answered. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

CW: Blood drives, mention of needles, blood, being bitten, animal deaths mentioned, vampires

Words: 2127

Summary: My Basic Vampire ROTTMNT Headcanons

Tag list: @f1oricide

They all got infected/turned after being bit by a vampire bat mutant.

Mikey:

Mikey has the longest canines of his brothers, something that causes him to avoid feeding on living things as much as he can. He tried once and felt awful for the cries it made, so he usually goes out and tries to find newly deceased animals, or steals from a butcher. Will also kill animals if he has to. His longer canines also make it harder for him to hide his ‘condition’, but he’ll usually brush accusations off with comments of genetics or his mutation.

Constantly bites his lips while talking, the long fangs getting in his way. He basically has to relearn how to enunciate his words due to them. He gets easily frustrated by his inability to speak well, and gets irritated easier because he can’t explain why he’s feeling upset.

He’s able to adjust to most of the new abilities fairly easily, as all of them are already incredibly strong and fast due to their mutation. The night vision and sensitivity to light, however, excites him. He’s content to wear sunglasses during the day if they need to go out, and the ability to see better in the dark makes their night missions a lot easier. Plus, he’s now able to stay up all night painting without alerting his brothers to him being up so late.

Absolutely despises that he basically can’t cook anymore. He still makes food for his father, but he can’t even touch half the best ingredients without gagging anymore. Food smells rancid at best, and tastes thick and unsavory no matter how much he tries to fix it.

He’s always trying to snuggle up with you now, his skin constantly cold from the lack of circulation. He likes to latch onto you and bury his face into your stomach, trying to pretend he’s still alive and well.

He likes to bite the deltoid of your shoulder the most because he can hug you close while he does it, but still drape himself over you. You’re the only human blood he usually gets, but he only does it when you offer it first. He doesn’t want to accidentally pressure you into letting him feed off you if you’re not comfortable with it.

Hates to think that he won’t age with you. As he starts to grow faster than normal via the virus, he’s constantly having growing pains and this causes him to come to you for comfort more. He doesn’t like that he’s basically shooting into adulthood, and since none of them have experienced it before, they aren’t sure when it will stop. When it peaks when they seem to be in their mid twenties, Mikey just feels sad. You may not have aged a decade in a year, but your aging never stops. He’s terrified to watch your years pass by without him.

Donnie:

Donnie has the shortest canines, which causes him to look the most ‘normal’ to his original self. He prefers to have human blood, solely taste wise, but usually has SHELLDON get it for him rather than hunting himself because he hates drinking straight from the source. He transfers it into bottles or bags so he can save it and stock up. He avoids drinking from animals mainly because he doesn’t trust them to have parasites or rabies, and while he isn’t happy about drinking from random humans, he can at least hack into their medical records first. Donnie chooses his blood incredibly carefully.

You and April(if she lets him) are the only people he’ll feed on directly. If April lets him, he’ll usually do it like a blood drive and just take a small bit of her blood into a blood bag. For you, it depends. If you’re scared of needles, he’ll just do it the ‘normal’ way, but if not, he’ll let you choose to get it done via blood collection. Where he likes to bite depends on his mood. Sometimes the neck is easiest because you’re just right there and he hasn’t eaten in hours. Sometimes the lower shoulder or the wrist is better because you’re both just trying to get it over with. 

He keeps a journal of all the changes that happen to him and his brothers, wanting to keep a list in case they come across someone else it happens to. Their entire mutation/transition is well documented so he doesn’t forget what it was like when it first happened.

It takes him a hot minute to get used to his new heightened senses. His least favorite is his sensitive smell, as anytime he goes near something pungent, he feels physically ill. It takes him a while to go back to the junkyard, the rust and oil making his head spin until he adjusts. He adds stronger noise dampeners to his goggle headset to block out unwanted noise when he needs silence.

He’s constantly complaining of his growing cramps, using you as a pillow more and more now that his hands are stiff from both working and from growing. His mood sours for a long time due to the countless changes he doesn’t want. The only good thing he seems to find from it is that being a vampire will improve his ‘bad boy image’. He completely negates this by curling into you after his legs cramp up and ends up cuddling you for hours.

As soon as he realizes that he will outlive you by a longshot, he tries to find a way to either elongate your life, or shorten his. He refuses to let you leave him. While he’s excited for many years to practice science, the thought of losing you terrifies him, especially since he thought he’d die with you, rather than live on for a millennia afterwards.

Raph:

Is already used to the fangs due to his snaggle tooth. While everyone else is accidentally biting their own lips and tripping over their tongue, he’s able to navigate the new longer teeth fairly easily. He still accidentally bites his tongue a couple of times, but less so than his brothers.

Hates to bite others, and usually feeds on animals. He doesn’t want to be seen as a monster any more than he knows he would already be considered. He avoids feeding for as long as he can, and even tried to continue eating ‘normal’ food for a while, until they all realized it gave them net zero nutrition so they couldn’t survive off it. He eventually gets more used to it and starts eating what he should, but for the first few months he feels incredibly guilty and tries to only eat enough to last a couple hours.

Raph tells you of his new ‘infection’ immediately. He doesn’t want you to figure out accidentally by catching him drinking blood or something.

While he hates biting you, his favorite place to is your shoulder. He likes to have you cuddle into him with your back against his chest so he can just bury his snout into the crook of your neck. The first time he bit you was an accident while he was asleep, and since he wasn’t eating as much as he was supposed to, he bit you while you both were cuddling. He woke up pretty quickly and pulled back, feeling awful about it. His kisses were solely light and soft weeks after that because he was worried he’d accidentally cut you again.

Raph’s more careful around you now, trying to adjust to the nearly doubled strength he now has. He’s clumsy and big, so even when he didn’t have vampire strength, he had to learn to watch out and not play rough with you like he would his brothers. It’s like he has his ninpo powered on all the time now, so it takes him a while to make the adjustment. You gain a few new bruises and countless apologies before he finally gets the hang of it.

His new growth doesn’t help with his clumsiness, especially since he’s shooting up nearly two feet in a year. He’s always sore, so he carries you around like a teddy bear to keep him company. He refuses to think of you growing old without him, refuses to remind himself that as your body starts to wear down, he stays frozen in time.

The one thing he likes about being a vampire is his heightened senses. He always knows where you are, and he doesn’t even have to turn on the light at night to make sure you’re safe. He can see you curled up on the couch or on his bed without disturbing you, and it shortly makes up for the other horrors he goes  through in his transformation.

Leo:

Least caring about his new fangs. He thinks they’re cool, constantly teasing others and you by baring his fangs and bringing his hands up in mock claws while hissing. For a while, he goes full into the vampire getup, trying to talk in an accent, saying “bleh bleh bleh” after every sentence, just as much as he can to try and make his new condition unserious. He wants to pretend it’s something fun and not that he’s basically no longer alive

His favorite place to bite is your wrist. He thinks it’s hilarious to bow and grasp your hand as if he’s going to kiss your knuckles, only to flip your arm and sink his teeth into your upper forearm or wrist. Even when he’s not being goofy with it, he still chooses your wrist because he feels he can control it better. If something happens, it’s much easier for you to push him off when he’s holding onto your wrist then biting into your neck. He knows he won’t hurt you, but he’s afraid he might start to drain you, and doesn’t want that to happen.

Leo uses his new powers to show off, creeping up on you in the dark and making jumps he couldn’t make before. He knows he’s stuck like this now and just wants to make the best of it. Sure, he knows it sucks, but goofing around to make his brothers feel better too always makes it a little bit easier.

He tries to ignore the fact he’ll outlive you, passing it off with jokes about him being a trophy husband because he’ll always look young. He’ll hold you close if you ever start to get sad about it, quietly reminding you that you’re not going to die anytime soon, and he’ll be with you for your entire life.

Constantly whines about the growing pains and cramps, using it to bribe you into longer cuddles. He’ll teleport to your side so he doesn’t have to move and just collapse into you. He just wants you near while the aches settle into his bones.

Basic Vampire functions via Draxum mutation:

(sorry it's so jumbled. I hope it all makes sense, ask me if you have questions)

Heightened senses, including eyesight, strength, speed, hearing, and smell. The strengthened eyesight is more sensitive to light, which makes bright lights uncomfortable. They can still be in the sun, just can’t see well due to it which makes being out during the day unappealing to them. Can’t spread being a vampire via a bite(has to be from the original mutant or the string of mutagen). Can only consume blood, although it can be the blood of any organism. Their bite produces a numbing agent(much like a mosquito) so you can’t feel the initial prick or suck. Once the agent wears off, it’s much like the ache of a shot. They must be decapitated to be stopped. Cannot shapeshift nor fly. Common myths(ie: can’t enter a house w/out permission, garlic repulsed, no reflection, etc) don’t apply. They are put off by garlic, but mostly because of its strong, pungent smell, but can’t be stopped by it. They get the same reaction from onions and strong scented flowers. For them, eating normal food is the equivalent of us eating grass. It’ll fill you up, but you can’t digest it or take any nutritional value from it and you’ll probably get sick. The only problem is it both tastes and smells awful. Vampires are immune to any bloodborne diseases. Becoming a vampire starts to change your body into what would pretty much be your best years. Within a year, you would either advance or regress into the physical stature of a fit 25 year old on steroids. If you’re older and your back has started to give out and hunch, you’d regain your height and your muscle mass would be fixed. You’d be stuck as a young adult. Vampires have fast regeneration, and while they can’t regrow lost limbs, a major stab wound can heal in just hours.

Sources:

Used for biological explanations and for reminders of the different bodily changes in vampires

Used for basic history, descriptions, and a characteristics

Blood consumption after death

More history/characteristics

Vampire lore by region

[luxaofhesperides]

Listen. I love the dcxdp crossover. It’s a lot of fun! There’s so much that can be done for this crossover, with all the characters and settings and the many plots that can spring up from them. But as much as I love writing for it and sharing my fics with the community, there’s been a significant uptick in things that are rubbing me the wrong way. Some of these things have to do with canon vs fanon, but others are more about the shifting culture of the community.

(keep in mind that I only see things on Tumblr and am not in any discords, so my experience will be different from others bc I have a more limited experience with the wider community)

(putting it all under a read more bc its long)

Let’s start off with a look at what we’re doing as a group:

Building off of completed fics on tumblr: I always thought the etiquette is to not build off of a completed work without permission. Someone had an idea and executed it, then shared it with us. It should end there. If you want to add to it, contact the author first and see if it’s something they’re fine with; some will say no, some will say yes, some will say yes but be sure to credit them for the original fic. A lot of what I’m seeing is a completed fic gets added on to in a way that completely takes it away from the original idea. Having experienced this myself (on a requested prompt from someone else, no less), I found it kind of rude. Maybe it’s just me, but a completed fic is not a prompt request or something open for building up another story around. It’s already completed. Leave the story as is and let the author know you liked it.

Expecting others to write for you: the prompts are what build this crossover fandom, in my eyes. Prompts are posted and people create something around them, either as a group by adding onto what other people are saying, or as individual fics that one person wrote. Now I’m seeing people throw out prompts that are basically fic outlines, then begging others to write something for it. Like, those prompts are already written! They have very specific details! Why not write it yourself? You’re already halfway there, you can just write the thing you want to see and post it. It’s not about being ‘good’ or ‘bad’ at writing, it’s about crafting an idea to share to the world. Why ask others to write it for you when you’ve already practically done it?

But also, you are not owed fic. This might just be general fandom burn out talking, but being a fic author who has been treated like a machine? It sucks. I love writing, but I share what I write because what I wrote made me happy and I wanted to share that with others. I’m not a content creating machine who has to pump out fic after fic for other people’s entertainment. I just want to share what I love and having people pop up in my notifs only going “write more/tag me/sequel?/etc” is tiring. I get that it’s coming from a place of love bc you liked the fic enough to want to see more, but please actually talk about what I’ve already written instead of going “update? More? MORE????”

Hostility to DC canon: I get that DC canon is a mess, but it still is a canon and has a lot of cool stuff! I’m seeing a lot of posts recently about how dpxdc people refuse to engage with the comics, and I need to let yall know that this is not a new thing. DC fans also refuse to engage with the comics (it’s mostly batfam) and it’s very easy to tell who has and who hasnt ready batfam related stuff bc the fanon is incredibly wrong about characterisation and what happened in comics. But that’s for a different post.

I’m seeing both sides of the argument (this is for fun, reading comics isn’t required, don’t like don’t read vs it’s tiring seeing people butcher my favorite characters into ocs with their name/face, I want to share my love for comics but there’s so much pushback, it shouldn’t be weird to expect people engaging with a media to have actually engaged with that media). And I think you should engage with comics! DP is a unique case in which fanon is for the most part better and more interesting than the original show (also death to the author/butch hartman), but DC comics shouldn’t be engaged with in that way. If you like the characters you see in dpxdc, you should read about them in comics! The whole point of a fandom is that you’re a fan of the original media. That’s why you’re engaging with it in this way, writing within the world and characters and canon.

I don’t know how people write for fandoms when they’re not familiar with the source material. I wanted to write dcxdp so I started rewatching DP. I’m reading comics. I want to know the characters and their stories so I can have a foundation to write from, and also to better understand the media so I can share my love for it. The refusal to engage with source material while engaging with its fandom is so strange to me.

Also dc fans who love the comics are great! In my experience, they’re very kind and willing to help you jump into comics! Don’t know where to start? Pick a character or team and follow them! Want a reading guide? We’ve got TONS. want thoughts on a specific character or comic run? Just ask!

Now to more specific points about what I’m seeing in dcxdp works:

Mischaracterized batfam: this is a group of people who are disasters and have complicated relationships with each other. They’re kind, wonderful people who bring out the best and worst in each other. Why is Batman always adopting people. Why is this a running joke with the batfam. I get it being a joke the first few times, but I’ve seen it so often and done like it’s accurate characterization that I just. I can’t. I leave that fic immediately. I can’t do it anymore. Batman is paranoid and tried very hard to keep kids away from him/away from being a vigilante. Unfortunately all the kids he got are stubborn and smart so he was doomed from the beginning.

Superman and Kon: you guys are pretty much only pulling from Young Justice Animated which I think is a terrible adaptation, but that’s my own taste. But seriously. Clark is kind. That’s an important part of his character! He’s the strongest man in the world and he’s kind. He was also dead when Kon first appeared as a experiment from CADMUS in Hawaii. They’re not father-son, but they are family and they do care for each other, once they get to know each other. Also Kon is not an angry broody boy, he’s funny! And annoying! pls read kon comics guys, i promise youll like his actual character

Chronos??? Guys. Chronos is not a god in DC canon. He is in Greek mythology, but in DC he’s a Captain Atom villain and he’s literally just a guy who got obsessed with having perfect timing. He’s themed around clocks. He has nothing to do with time travel or time gods. The Speedforce is Time, basically, and it is not human. It is an eldritch being beyond our comprehension that can eat people. If it chooses to have a human form, it’s going to choose to look like Bart. Please read Flash stuff, it’s interesting!

Lazarus Pit Madness lasts like 5 minutes in canon. Jason having it, and being affected by it for years, is a purely fanon thing from the dc side. Not going to say anything more on this because it goes into Jason Todd discourse.

Repetition: I’m sorry but I’m tired of seeing the same things over and over. I barely see anything out of the dcxdp tags thats new and fun to engage with. Everything is the same variation of “Danny helps Pit Mad Jason”, “Bruce insta-adopts Danny”, “Superman is mean to clones”, etc etc. Think of any popular dcxdp trope and that’s all you’ll see. I get why these are fun and popular, but the way it’s being engaged with now? It literally makes me exit Tumblr and put my phone down.

Not every prompt has to go down the same routes as the other prompts. Please explore more options, branch out, twist those tropes around to do something new with them. And also stop going onto other people’s fics and saying “what about [dcxdp trope]? Cant wait to see [dcxdp trope]! You should have [dcxdp] trope.” If I didn’t include it, it’s not included for a reason. There are hundreds of other fics that write specifically about those exact tropes. Read those, or write your own. (im being super bitter here but please just let me write what i want to write without trying to pull the story into another direction for a trope you like. Im writing for me, but sharing it for you. Not every fic needs those tropes in them.)

Tumblr specific things: this is less about the content and more about general posting etiquette. Please put long posts under a read more. If it’s more then three paragraphs, consider adding a read more if there is significantly MORE than three paragraphs. Tag appropriately. Content warnings and trigger warnings should be at the very top of the post and in the tags so they can be properly blocked. If you’re posting fic/prompt, please double check your spelling and fix any typos you find because posts that are filled with excessive typos are difficult to read.

There’s probably a lot more to talk about, but just getting this much out is tiring and, frankly, I don’t want to think on it any more today. If you reply/add comments, I won’t get to them in a while bc I will be writing ghostlights and yhk fic to lift my mood :)

[viviennevermillion]

Spending Valentine's Day with him

notes: i just noticed i haven't written anything for cater yet except for my dystopian au. also if you guys like my writing, comments in the tags or anon asks are appreciated! feedback motivates me to write more!

contains: character x gn!reader, established relationship in some but not all

characters included: cater diamond, leona kingscholar, jade leech, malleus draconia

warnings: mention of gruesome death in jade's part (this is about a mushroom he grew and talks about), accidental marriage proposal

dark content creators and consumers dni

Cater, of course, is more than familiar with Valentine's Day. He's always up to date with the latest trends and on this day, Valentine's Day is trending on Magicam. Every year, Cater participates in this holiday even though he didn't have a crush on anyone for the past few years. He at least always posts some themed photos and sends chocolates to his friends. Sometimes he also does little events on his Magicam page where he prompts people to ask him Valentine's Day related questions or post their own stories they've had with this day and he'll comment on it.

But this year was different.

Having fallen for you quite a few months ago, Valentine's Day was the perfect opportunity to finally ask you out on a date. Cater knew so too but Trey was the one who had to convince him. "You're always so flirty with them, why don't you ask them out already?", Trey smiled and shook his head in confusion. "Well, that's different...", Cater replied awkwardly and rubbed the back of his head. "How exactly is that different?", Trey chuckled and proceeded making a Valentine's Day cake for the Heartslabyul dorm.

Indeed, Cater had flirted with you quite a few times but given his usual demeanor, there was no reason for you to suspect this wasn't just what he was like in general.

Cater eventually asks you out with a box of chocolate from Sam's store. He's happy when you say yes and the two of you agree to go to the cinema together.

Cater buys the two of you colorful drinks and a box of nachos. He takes a picture of the food and asks you if you'd like to take a photo with him as well, which he'd post on Magicam with the caption "Spending today with my valentine ❤️ #cinemadate #valentinesday #nightravencollege ❤️" if you let him. He'd tag you in the picture as well. Cater loves to take pictures but there's a couple of them that's just you two laughing together and having fun and he decides that even though they'd probably get a lot of likes, they're special to him and he just keeps them on his phone to remember this day with you fondly.

He originally intends to take you to a romance movie and bought tickets for it....but life had other plans for you.

"This uh....this doesn't look like the movie we asked to watch", Cater sunk back into the seat and had to be careful not to drop his 3D glasses when the horrifying forest creature from the screen seemed to charge directly at him. You fished the movie tickets out of your pockets. "Uh yeah I think the employee mixed something up...we have tickets for something called 'The Unspeakable Horrors'", you explained before looking back at the screen. "Oh god I don't like or subscribe to this", Cater lets out a slightly distressed sigh. He wondered whether it was too late to watch the other movie and get the actual tickets he wanted but you taking his hand in yours when he seemed scared changed his mind. Maybe watching the unspeakable horrors was indeed a way to get closer to you.

"I'm going to have vivid nightmares of this for days to come", Cater chuckled awkwardly as the two of you left the cinema, still holding hands. "Maybe I can help with that", you chuckled and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

Cater asks you to be his significant other after your date. He explains how he had a crush on you for a while now and how all the attempts he had made at flirting with you were actually genuine. "Oh yeah I knew", you smirked and pulled him into a hug, "and yes... I'd love to be your valentine every day from now on."

"How about we finish this date with a kiss?", he suggests, nervousness now having left his voice. You nod and he cups your cheek and presses several soft kisses to your lips; the horrors from the movie already forgotten.

If Leona didn't have have a deep-rooted distaste for a lot of celebrations his older brother hosted in his homeland, Valentine's Day would be right up there on the list of Leona's least favorite holidays. He really doesn't like anything cheesy and seeing people being all lovey-dovey gets on his nerves. For Leona, it's pointless to dedicate an entire holiday to appreciating your lover when you could just be doing that whenever.

You enter Leona's room on Valentine's Day, finding your boyfriend sleeping in bed. You smile and sit down beside him, gently rubbing his ears and watching him instinctively snuggle close to your lap and his tail swishing back and forth. "Pspspspsps Leona", you whisper and poke his cheek.

His eyes open slowly and he looks at your face with a confused expression before stretching his limbs like a cat and sitting up. "Why'd you wake me up, herbivore?", he asks calmly and rests against your shoulder. To anyone else he would have said this with an annoyed tone and a frustrated facial expression but with you his tone was gentle and like he was actually interested in the answer.

"I got you something", you say and pull out a small yellow box from your bag, tied neatly with a black ribbon. "Did you get me one of those Valentine's chocolates Sam sells around this time of year?", he asks as he takes the box from you. "Well, not really. I know you don't really like Valentine's Day so I got you this instead", you explain and Leona lifted the cover of the box, instantly snorting and letting out a laugh. Instead of chocolate hearts there were pumpkin-shaped chicken nuggets in the box and the inside of the cover was decorated with a sparkling, cursive "Happy Halloween!" surrounded by stickers of ghosts and bats. The little greeting card that came with it had a distorted "Congratulation!" written on it that started in the middle of the card and the letters became more and more squeezed the closer the writing got to the edge, to make sure that the whole word still fit on it.

Leona was wheezing and patted your head. "Okay that's funny, you got me", he chuckled and plopped one of the nuggets into his mouth, pleased that you had given him meat instead and attempted to make him laugh rather than trying to feed into convention and giving him a red box of Valentine's chocolates.

He ate all of the nuggets in the box and then put it aside, pulling you into his arms and laying down in bed with you. He mumbled a "thank you" and buried his face in your shoulder. You started gently caressing his ears and kissed his forehead.

Leona would just hold you in his arms for a while and maybe spend the day in bed cuddling with you or playing chess with you.

If Valentine's Day is important to you, Leona would adapt and actually try to celebrate it with you. But in general, as your relationship grows, Leona learns of all the things you like and dislike and he takes you out on dates once in a while when he feels like you'd appreciate it. Whether that's Valentine's Day or just any other day. After all, who would he be if he didn't put in any effort after you were the one to put him first?

He definitely keeps your affectionate gestures in mind and who knows? He might take you out a couple days later to have a nice walk on the beach and have a picnic there as the sun sets.

Jade is relatively new to Valentine's Day as it's not a holiday that exists under the sea. They have a similar holiday that's dedicated to celebrating the union of the mermaid princess and her human lover but it's not quite the same as Valentine's Day on land.

"What a curious custom", Jade thought at first when he heard about it during his first year. Ever since the twins and Azul knew about it, they've been using the opportunity to sell overpriced Valentine's gifts and specials at Mostro Lounge.

Ever since he started dating you, Jade has wondered whether he'd be celebrating Valentine's Day with you this year. He gets you some rare flowers he grew himself (actually making sure none of them are poisonous) and if he feels like you'd like it, he'll make you a terrarium like the ones he has. He puts a bunch of plants and small sea animals in there that he collected himself while scavenging the ocean around Sage's Isle. He makes sure to include everything he thinks you might like. He promised you to take you to the Coral Sea and show you his home one day but for now the opportunity hasn't arisen yet so he wants to show that you're part of his world by giving you a part of his.

He puts psathyrella aquatica in your terrarium which is the first and only known underwater mushroom.

Jade shows you how to take care of the terrarium and sometimes the both of you take care of it together.

For Valentine's Day, Jade takes a free day from work and reserves a table at Mostro Lounge for you and himself. He gets the special Valentine's Day mocktails and dishes for half the price so you're in luck. "It took you this long to prepare it?", Jade teases his twin brother as Floyd brings you your meals. Floyd glares at his brother angrily and then turns to you. "Jade used to be scared shitless of the sun when he was a kid. He thought it was gonna fall out of the sky and kill him", Floyd snickered, now being the one to earn a glare from his brother. You laugh at the mental image of a small Jade being scared to swim to the surface of the ocean because the sun was there. "We'll sort this out later, Floyd", Jade replies with a bright smile on his face. The shady, threatening kind.

"For the record, Floyd was the one who told me that the sun was going to fall out of the sky and kill me", Jade explained and sighed, "he kept that prank up for 2 whole years." You chuckle. "Somehow that makes it even funnier", you took his hand on the table and held it in your own, "did you think you were safe underwater?" Jade nodded. "I thought it was just going to go out when it falls into the water", he chuckled, "looking back on it, it was quite curious what we'd come up with to explain what was above the surface and on land before we started going to school and learnt the real facts."

He makes sure to inquire whether you enjoyed your meal or not and gives Azul his feedback. He wraps an arm around your shoulder as he walks out of the restaurant with you.

He later takes you to the greenhouse after all classes have ended for the day and no one was in there anymore. "I have to show you something", he explains and leads you to the window where several plants were standing, "this is an entirely new mushroom species I've created. It's very fascinating. I named it after you." You look at the mushrooms that were moving slightly in a way that looked almost threatening. "Let me guess, they're poisonous?", you ask and lean against Jade. "Probably the most poisonous ones we have on this entire island. Actually they'd make your organs explode within a couple of hours of eating them." He said that with such a joyful smile on his face that it was almost unsettling. But don't worry, Jade naming the creepy mushrooms after you is a sign of his love for you.

You're like "is this even allowed?" and Jade is like "that depends on how you interpret the rules :) "

Valentine's Day with Jade ends with some comforting cuddles in his room and few sharing chocolates after stopping by at Sam's shop and buying some.

Malleus is completely unaware of Valentine's Day. Straight up didn't know what it is.

You've liked him for a while but you were quite unsure whether the two of you could even work out because he's the crown prince of a whole country and meant to be king one day and you're a commoner. Nevertheless, you hoped he would become aware of your feelings for him and give you the answers you needed. You considered just telling him and talking to him about this but you didn't know how appropriate it was to just confess your love to Briar Valley's heir apparent and you were also worried it might make your friendship awkward.

So you decide to take your chances on Valentine's Day. If he rejected the idea of being involved with you romantically, you could always say you gave him flowers and chocolate because he's a great friend.

You get him a personalized bouquet with flowers you associate with him and a box of Valentine's chocolates. He doesn't get why you're giving him gifts and he's just like "thank you, my dear friend :) "

He's really happy about it but he only learns about the intention behind the gifts when Lilia educates him later. "Valentine's Day is a celebration in human society that is dedicated to appreciating the one you love", he explains. "Oh...like a best friend?", Malleus smiles. Lilia sighs. "Uh...sometimes...but I think y/n wanted to express that they're in love with you", he puts Malleus out of his misery. Cue the surprised Malleus face™.

Malleus is so unfamiliar with romantic relationships that he doesn't notice he has a crush on someone until someone else makes him aware of it, in this case Lilia.

So Malleus, with his newfound clarity about his feelings for you, decides to make the best out of the rest of Valentine's Day and get you some gifts in return to attempt to court you. Lilia recommends that he stops by the Mystery Shop, since Sam is selling a lot of typical Valentine's gifts today. So Malleus heeds the older fae's advice and buys 3 bouquets of red roses, which Lilia told him are the ones most associated with romantic love, along with a box of chocolates for you too.

There's also a stand in Sam's shop with a bunch of silver rings in ring boxes. The picture above it shows a man going down on one knee and presenting the ring to his significant other. The caption on it says "Give your loved one the ultimate proof of your love". And Malleus finds one with a subtle dragon-themed design and he's like :)

So he goes to you after classes and presents you with the bouquets and the chocolate first. "Y/n....perhaps it took me some time to realize, but I love you. Would you allow me to court you?", Malleus asks. The three bouquets are a bit much but he's got the spirit. You accept and put the bouquets aside for a moment, pulling him into a hug.

Then he pulls out the ring and gets down on one knee in front of you, presenting it to you. You're shocked for a moment, not knowing how to even process what is happening. Three students walk by and stare at the two of you in bewilderment as you frantically try to gesture to them "this is not what it looks like".

You guide Malleus to stand up again and take his hand in yours, squeezing it gently. "I love you, Malleus. But we've only started dating a couple of minutes ago...I can't possibly agree to marry you yet...", you explain softly. Malleus is like "wait what?"

He explains to you how the rings were advertised in the shop and you laugh, putting one on your finger and the other one on his. "Well, an accidental proposal was not on my list of things I expected to happen today, but I will never forget about this", you snicker and Malleus laughs along with you, glad you're taking his awkward mistake with humor, "let's take these rings as a promise of our love for now. We'll worry about the future when we get there."

You gently cup his cheek. "May I kiss you?", you ask and Malleus nods, leaning close until his lips meet yours in a soft and loving kiss. He holds you gently in his arms and looks into your eyes with a happy smile. "I love you, my dearest. Next year you should show me all about celebrating Valentine's Day."

[ynscrazylife]

Hi ml! I have a request!

Reader is always a super happy person, even when overworked and sick. Wanda is trying to pull R out of her school work, but R replies with something cute and happy like "don't worry your pretty head about me, I'm fine! " which makes Wanda blush, but still worried. Eventually R gets the flu or something, but is still working. Wanda is surprised at how happy and cheerful R is even  though their miserably sick. Eventually R starts to cry at their desk from feeling so sick, and Wanda is finally able to get R away from their desk, and helps R feel better.

Them!

Magic Kisses

Summary: Your feelings are revealed when Wanda takes care of you when you’re sick. 

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“Y/N, did you need something?”

Suddenly hearing F.R.I.D.A.Y’s voice through the lab’s speakers made you let out an undignified yelp as you promptly fell off your stool. Landing in a heap on the floor, you grunted at the pain that spread all over your body and decided to just lay there for a second. Glancing up at the speakers, you said, “Why would I need something, Fri?”

(Even the sound of your own voice made you cringe. You were so nasally with your runny nose).

“You’ve been staring at your blueprints without moving for the past few minutes and from what I can detect, you seem to be developing a cold,” the AI answered matter-of-factly.

You bit back a sigh. You may have been able to hide from the team just how overworked their resident teammate and engineer was, but there was no fooling technology. As much as you loved tinkering around in Tony’s expensive lab, it was times like these that made you second guess your decision to be an Avenger and an aspiring engineer whilst in your senior year of college.

“Just zoned out for a bit, that’s all. I’m alright,” you assured F.R.I.D.A.Y. as you picked yourself up. But as you went to climb back onto the stool, a throbbing pain in your ankle made you hesitate.

You grit your teeth, intent to ignore it, until F.R.I.D.A.Y. piped up. “I’d suggest that you visit Dr. Cho, Y/N.”

You gaze shot to the speakers with a glare. You didn’t want to be pulled from your work now — the blueprints for Tony’s next invention was almost finished! “You do realize that I fell because of you, right?” You snapped at her.

F.R.I.D.A.Y. didn’t respond after that.

You went to get back to work, glancing over the blueprints for the umpteenth time. However, when the pain showed no sign of letting up, you knew that as self-destructive you were, you had to do something about this. You could already hear Tony in your head now, whining all about workers’ comp because you had injured yourself in his lab whilst working for his company.

Dragging yourself to the medbay, you froze in the doorway when a certain redhead caught your eye. Wanda, a close friend and your subsequent crush. It was hard not to like her—she was insanely powerful and, for lack of a better term, hot. The way she was affectionate with you made butterflies swarm in your stomach and you swore her smile was as bright at the stars. When she looked at you, it was like everything fell away, and you had become almost addicted to that feeling.

“Y/N! Everything alright?” Dr. Cho asked and a smile lifted up your face at the sight of Wanda.

“Oh, uh, yeah — I was just hoping to get some ice, I fell off my stool,” you explained, showing them your ankle.

Dr. Cho nodded and went to grab the ice from the freezer. “I can examine it if you need,” she offered.

You glanced at Wanda. “I’m fine, don’t wanna interrupt you guys,” you said, unable to help but wonder what the redhead was doing here.

“You’re not interrupting anything. Dr. Cho just needed me to update some info for my medical file,” Wanda assured you, matching your smile.

You accepted the ice from Dr. Cho with an appreciative nod. “You sure you don’t want an examination? You’ve been holed up in the lab for a while now, might be good to take a break and make sure your ankle’s alright,” Wanda said, eyeing you carefully.

You blushed at the fact that Wanda had noticed. Taking a chance, you said, “Don’t worry your pretty head about me, I’m fine!” Your voice was cheerful, which wasn’t uncommon for you, but there was some force, a push, to it.

Wanda, however, didn’t notice because now she was the one blushing. She went to respond, but it seemed like her brain was short-circuiting, and she just stifled a noise and smiled. Thankfully, Dr. Cho came in to save the day for the redhead.

“Well, if you do want an examination, I’m here all day, okay?” She said, prompting you to nod.

“Thank you,” you said, sparing one last look at Wanda before returning to the lab.

For the rest of the day, Wanda couldn’t seem to get her mind off you. Not only was she flustered by your comment (little did you know, she did reciprocate your feelings for her), but she couldn’t help but note how long you stayed in the lab.

When it was getting close to dinner time, Wanda caved and went up to the group, most of them hanging out in the living room. “Hey, has anyone seen Y/N around?” She asked.

A chorus of “No”s went around, making her hope deflate. “Check the lab,” Tony suggested.

Oh, she was definitely going to. As she set out for the room, Wanda found herself wishing that you weren’t there. Maybe you had gone to your room to rest — though she knew that was wishful thinking. Once she turned the corner and reached the lab, Wanda’s heart absolutely shattered.

There you were, hunched over on the stool, still hard at work. But it wasn’t that that made Wanda break—it was the fact that she could hear and see you crying, muttering to yourself angrily. She resisted peeking into your mind, no matter how loud your thoughts were or how tempting it was.

“Y/N,” she said softly, gravitating towards you. You seemed to perk up a bit at her presence, but not in the way Wanda hoped. Instead of realizing that she was here to help, you began hurriedly wiping your face and gathering your strewn papers, as if wanting to hide this from her.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Are you alright? What’s going on?” She cooed, delicately taking the papers from you and putting them into a neat snack.

Your shoulders slumped, looking away from her. “It’s—” you began, voice small and cracking.

“Don’t tell me that it’s nothing,” Wanda cut in quickly, stern but not unkind.

You relented with a long say. “I’m just—I’m so tired. I have so much work to do, but my ankle hurts so much and I think I’m coming down with something,” you admitted, wiping your nose. There was a little bit of a whine to your words, but Wanda didn’t care. You could whine all you wanted with her.

“Oh, honey. Take a break with me, okay?” Wanda said, not waiting for an answer before she fixed up the things at your station and put the papers away. You watched her, not arguing against it, but some part of you still felt guilty about it.

“I have school and work for Tony—” you began. It was a weak argument and you knew it, but something inside you was compelled to say it.

“There are always extensions and Tony would much rather you rest than continue to work yourself sick,” Wanda pointed out, turning around when she finished organizing your things. She offered her hand out for you to take.

Deciding to give in (this was Wanda, after-all. You’d never say no to her), you accepted her hand and stood up. But when you tried to walk, you ended up stumbling. The pain in your ankle had gotten much worse with it being untreated.

“Okay, first stop: medbay,” Wanda said, doing her best not to get frustrated that you had neglected your health. She knew that you were only trying to do your best and hadn’t meant to hurt yourself.

You nodded. Deep down, you knew it was needed — not just for your ankle, but also for whatever you were ailed with. Wanda looped one of your arms around her neck and one of her arms around your waist, allowing you to give her most of your weight as she helped you walk to the medbay.

It took some time, but the two of you made it there. “Hey, Dr. Cho. I have a patient for you,” Wanda greeted as they entered, causing Dr. Cho to turn around from her computer.

“Of course, sit up here,” Dr. Cho said, gesturing to an examination table before she went to grab her medical bag.

Wanda wasted no time in lifting you up and setting you down on the table. “Do you want me stay for this? I can wait outside if you want,” she asked, not wanting to invade on your privacy.

“Only if you want to,” you said. Normally you weren’t so shy, but when it came to Wanda? She seemed to have some sort of power over you.

Wanda smiled and waited with you while Dr. Cho grabbed her things. She walked over and instructed you to lift your leg up on the table. After probing around the ankle and seeing that it was swollen, she determined that it was a bad sprain and wrapped it up. Then, she grabbed her stereoscope. Wanda watched as you breathed in and out patiently. When she was done, she grabbed a thermometer to take your temperature.

“You do have a fever, 101.2. It is a little high, but I’m not too worried about it right now,” Dr. Cho said, before looking in your ears and throat. “I think you’re just going to need plenty of rest and fluids. Rest your ankle, too. You can take some medication for your fever and any pain.”

“Thank you,” you said, throat a little croaky.

She smiled. “Of course.”

Wanda helped you off from the table and to your room. You were content to rest on your own, but realized that wasn’t going to happen when Wanda propped up pillows for your back and ankle and went into your bathroom to grab some stuff.

“Y/N, you don’t have any medicine in here?” Wanda called, making you chuckle.

“I’m fine, really—” you cut yourself off with a string of your own sneezes that soon dissolved into violent coughs.

Wanda immediately reappeared, walking over to rub your back. Once the fit was over, you leaned back, suddenly tired. “Okay, I’m feeling it now,” you muttered, sniffling.

“Aw, poor thing. I’ll be right back, okay?” Wanda said, brushing some of your hair back. You didn’t want to see her go (you got clingy when sick), but just nodded.

Somewhere along the way, you must’ve dozed off, because soon you woke to the smell of hot, delicious soup. Blinking your eyes open, you found a tray with soup being placed in front of you and your favorite sitcom playing on the TV.

“Oh, Wanda, you didn’t have to,” you said, heart warming at the kind gesture.

Wanda was sitting next to you with a large smile. “I wanted to. Is there anything else you need?” She asked.

Your shook her head. “I’ve got everything I need right here,” you said.

“Me, too — now eat up!” Wanda urged, making you laugh.

Doing what she said, you began eating the soup. “Did you cook this yourself? This is amazing,” you complimented between slurps.

Wanda giggled. “I did,” she said, leaning back against your bed and stretching an arm out. You gladly leaned against her, relishing in her warmth.

Meanwhile, Wanda was freaking out on the inside — you had leaned into her touch! She couldn’t be more happy and did her best to pay attention to the sitcom (though her mind kept on drifting to you) as you finished the soup.

When you were done, you found your head falling onto Wanda’s shoulder. The Scarlet Witch did her best not to freak out but when she noticed, out of the corner of her eye, your grip loosen on your spoon, she dared to look over.

A smile lifted up her face when she saw you fast asleep on her shoulder — god, you were the cutest. Wanda very gently went to maneuver you so your head leaned on your pillow, but a whine from you made her stop. “No, want you,” you mumbled, clearly out of it with sleep, as you just nuzzled your head against her.

Wanda blinked. This was just sleepy nonsense, right? “W-what?” She said, laughing it off.

“I want you, Wan. Don’ leave,” you said.

Her smile grew brighter. “I’m not leaving you, just gotta move the tray, okay?” She said.

You nodded a little at that and allowed Wanda to move your head onto the pillow. She moved your tray and put it on the table. When she turned back to you, you moved closer to her, your arm draping over her stomach.

Wanda just giggled. “You want me to stay?” She asked quietly, so as to not disturb you.

You nodded. “Mhm,” you said, eyes still closed.

Wanda turned off the television and laid down, fixing the blankets over you and herself. Just before she put her head on the pillow, she took a second to look at you. You warmed her heart. This was perfect. Wanda had an idea and her instincts, her gut, told her to make the leap and go for it.

She dipped her head and pressed her lips to your forehead, giving you a sweet kiss. She went to pull away, only to hear you say, “Could you . . . Could you do it again?”

She leaned back in. “On your forehead?” She asked.

Now, your eyes fluttered open, meeting her gaze. “Nope,” you said, smiling yourself.

Wanda kissed your lips this time and you kissed back, your arm tightening around her.

When you leaned back, you were a little dazed. “Wow,” you whispered. “Your magic even extends to your kisses.”

“Does it?” Wanda asked, teasing.

You nodded and leaned your head back against her. Wanda wrapped her arms around you and in minutes, you had fallen back asleep. She didn’t even care that you had kissed her when you were sick, she was just happy to hold you. Which was what she did, looking over you, until she fell asleep herself.

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IS IT FAKE ?

༄ synopsis… you both agree to engage in a fake relationship, but it turns into so much more

༄ characters… amber, ayaka, ayato, childe, diluc, itto, jean, kaeya, kazuha, scaramouche, thoma, xiao, yoimiya, zhongli x gn!reader

༄ tags… high school au, fake dating, feelings development, petnames, happy ending, angst on a couple of them, teenage love

༄ words… n/a

༄ author’s thoughts… ello everyone hi pls have this and stay tuned for a collab coming ur way real soon :)

amber !

Your energetic best friend has always been there for you, especially when you ask favours of her

So when you ask her if she could be your fake girlfriend to scare off a girl, she was more than happy to oblige and help

Word got around that the two of you were in a relationship

Sure enough, the guy that was harassing you backed off

You both acted like the perfect couple everywhere you could

Everyone envied your relationship and wished they were you both

But after a month, you broke up like originally planned

Even then, Amber couldn’t get you out of her head and knew she had to try

“Everything we did together was so amazing. I want that with you. Genuinely.”

ayaka !

She was completely onboard with the idea when you asked

You needed a partner to impress your family and she was the perfect candidate

First, you made a big scene at school with asking her out on a date

After everyone knew, you began the fake couple's treatment; holding hands, giving gifts, and talking about how amazing each of you is to everyone else

You even took her to your family dinners so they could be impressed with your relationship

But, soon enough, you both grew more genuine with your affectionate actions to each other

Both of you were so confused on your true feelings, until Ayaka's brother gave her a little nudge in the right direction

Her confession was heartfelt and full of promise

"I didn't mean for things to grow like this, but I promise that I will show you nothing but the best if we're together."

ayato !

You came to your best friend with an emergency request, saying you needed a fake boyfriend for a little bit

You were being consistently asked out by a secret admirer, and wished for it to stop

Ayato was more than willingly to be of help, and you both agreed to the deal

As time progressed, you both pretended to be dating each other in the presence of others

Ayato played his role a little too well, leaving you small love notes and beautiful cheek kisses during class

People became jealous of how dreamy your relationship with you best friend was

But even after the notes from the admirer stopped coming, you didn't want what you had with Ayato to stop

And one day, he revealed the same thing to you as you went on a drive to a beautiful cliff

"What started out as fake has turned into something real. And I wish to keep this reality forever if you would let me, dearest [Name]."

childe !

He was the perfect canidate for a boyfriend; jock, popular, and good looking

You both came to the agreement to fake date to try and make others jealous and get who you want to be with

He actually proposed it to you after his ex-girlfriend broke up with him, and you obliged to try and catch eyes

Ajax treated you like royalty; in front of people and in private

He became really overprotective of you

Like, if he saw anyone flirting with you, he would immediately pull you close and tell them to back off

You ended up getting into an argument about how he was acting and he began questioning his true feelings towards you

Eventually, he pulled you aside to talk and finally asked you properly to be with him

“I’m sorry for the way I acted before, but I truly want to be your real boyfriend and protect you. Will you let me?”

diluc !

He was your childhood best friend who knew what high expectations you had to live up to

So when your dad suggested the two of you get together, you agreed to do it

But only for appearances

He acted like the perfect boyfriend and truly did care for you

Even in private he always made sure you were good and comfortable

Then, he began talking about someone he possibly could ask out

Well, jealousy overtook you and you broke things off with him

A few days later and he was at your doorstep in the pouring rain and out of breathe

“Please, I don’t want anyone else. I want you. Only you, darling.”

itto !

Arataki Numero Uno; The best fake boyfriend around!

You needed to get your crush’s attention and he was the best candidate

So of course he agreed when you asked

He treats you like the absolute royalty you are at school

Like, everyone else is so insanely jealous

As the days went on, he grew more attached to being your boyfriend

But then, you broke things off like planned and thanked him for his help

It took poor Itto two weeks to realize it, but he had truly fallen in love with you

"Listen.. I don't do this often, but you're really special, you know? There's no way I could even think of letting you go be with someone else."

jean !

Your responsible friend that your parents absolutely adore

They were continously pressuring you to find someone to date, so you asked her to fake it with you for a while

She agreed to help you and did her best to act the part

You mainly showed her the ropes and initiated a lot of the more physical aspects of it all

The two of you faked it and everyone around you both truly believed you were dating

Including Jean herself

So when you brought up the topic of ending things, she got really stiff and quiet

You frowned and told her that things didn't have to be this way and she agreed.

"The past few months have been truly incredible, and I don't want that to end."

kaeya !

He was so insanely popular at school; everybody wanted a piece of him

He just so happened to be your next door neighbor

And when you came and asked Kaeya for help with becoming popular, you both began fake dating

He introduced you to his friends and treated you like royalty

You showed up to his games to support him and even went out to diners after with everyone

He'll admit that he caught himself staring and smiling at you stupidly one of those nights; but he won't admit it to you

Kaeya's feelings for you only grew and so did yours, but both of you were scared

And so, after one of his winning games, he ran to you on the sidelines and confessed in front of everyone on his team

"You mean the world to me, and I have fallen in love so hard. Let's keep what we have, yeah?"

kazuha !

He was your quiet neighbor you often saw around under a tree at school

When your friends were trying to match you with someone you didn't like, you told them you already had a boyfriend

Desperate, you went and asked him and he agreed as long as you introduced him to new people

As your deal continued on, you became the couple everyone wanted to be

You were as convincing as could be, and soon enough you two were the talk of the school for a picture perfect couple

Kazuha ended up growing a huge liking to you, and became more flustered at doing coupley acts in front of people

Then, you kissed each other in private one night, and he ran out because of how overwhelmed he was

Soon, he was back at your window at midnight with a huge confession of his love

"My intention was never to hurt you. I don't want our relationship to be based on a deal anymore. I genuinely want to go out and love you, my dear."

scaramouche !

The school delinquent who just couldn't stay out of trouble

He came to you asking if you could agree to date him for show

He accordingly told his friends he had a partner and his old one broke things off, so you agreed to help him out in exchange for protection throughout school

The two of you faked a relationship and satisfied his group of friends

Of course, your reputation went down when people learned who you were with

But as your feelings grew for him, you didn't care

One day, while walking to the bus together, you admit how you genuinely feel to him, only for him to push you away and tell you to kick rocks

Later that night though, he showed up on your doorsteps with an apology and confession

"I thought to push you away to keep you safe from me. Turns out I'm only hurting us both that way, darling."

thoma !

Your childhood best friend who is the vice president of the student council

He's of high regard, and your family absolutely adores him

So he wasn't too suprised when you asked him to fake date for a month to get your parents off your cases

You were a pretty convincing couple

Thoma treated you perfectly with forehead kisses, talking you up to everyone, and holding you during lunch underneath a shady tree

He always had to convince himself it was all for show

But as the deadline of a month came closer, he just didn't want to let you go

He asked you to meet him at the front of the school, where he confessed to you with flowers

"I know it wasn't supposed to be real, but I can guarantee that everything I'm doing right now is based on my real feelings for you."

xiao !

Your quiet classmate who sits next to you in chemistry

One day, a guy came and begged for your number, only for Xiao to intervene and say he was your boyfriend

After the guy left, he said that he'd be willing to fake date you for a little to help out

He wasn't the best at making a show of things, but you gave him guidance

You even showed him ways to slowly come out of his shell and be more open and social

He soon caught himself falling for you; hard

He had no idea what to do, so he tried throwing subtle hints your way

When you didn't catch any of the not obvious signs, he just straight up told you how he felt one day in class

"I like you, okay? And not faking this time, like genuinely. This is embarrassing.."

yoimiya !

The leader of the cheerleading team

She caught your eye after one of the football games and didn’t leave since

When you came to her asking if she could fake date to make your crush jealous, she was more than happy to help

You both began dating after a Yoimiya publicly asked you on a date

Everyone was amazed at how well you two fit together

And soon, she began trying to become more intimate in public and private

You confronted her and asked about it when she tried to kiss you in your room

She sighed and gave you the truth

“Well, I’ve got feelings for you. Real ones. I don’t want our friendship to be ruined, but I want what we have for real this time.”

zhongli !

The guy you always saw when you entered the library

One day, he heard you arguing on the phone with your parents about finding a good partner for the future

He offered to help you out in exchange for you funding his book collection

You began “dating” and your parents adored him

And you began to realize how smart and generous he really was

Soon, your feelings began to grow

One day, you invited him over and sat on your porch, spilling about how you feel

He only laughed and smiled, holding your hand gently in his own

“I’m glad you feel the same. My apologies for not confessing sooner. I hope we can make something of us for real this time.”

[senseless-writing]

Unprecedented Distractions

Pairing: Austin Butler x reader

Summary: Austin thought having Y/n with him would make the press interviews more bearable. It hadn’t occurred to him that having her there might lead to some new challenges. 

Warnings: Jealousy, a little bit of insecurity

A/N: So this didn’t turn out to be anything like the original request...I got a bit carried away. Sorry about that! If this isn’t what you wanted, feel free to let me know, and I can maybe try again, or you can bring it to another writer! I won’t take it personally at all :)

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Inviting Y/n to a day full of press was one of the most impulsive things Austin has ever done.

Honestly, even he was shocked when the words came tumbling from his lips. They were making dinner together the night before and talking about what their following day looked like. Y/n was so excited for her first day off in who knows how long, though she was bummed to be spending it alone. Austin couldn’t help but wish she wouldn’t have to.

Before he knew it, he was asking her to join him. After a pause, she agreed with a hesitant smile.

And a part of Austin felt bad. Felt bad that his girlfriend would spend her one day off standing on the sidelines, watching him be fawned over by stylists and asked questions about his “genius”. God, it was always so awkward to talk about himself in that way. But the embarrassment almost doubled when doing it in front of the person he loved.

Though he had to admit, waking up that morning and getting ready for work together was somewhat of a dream. And Austin had never felt better about an outfit his stylist picked out for him, not when he saw Y/n’s reaction to it.

While driving to his first interview, she’d pulled him down to her level and whispered something about taking it off him when they got home, and Austin was overwhelmed by the feeling that he’d made the right decision. Even if it meant his white button down had suddenly become unbearably tight over his flushed skin.

That led them to where they were now. With him speaking to someone about the movie he loved, pretending there wasn’t a camera recording them, and trying more than anything to act like his attention wasn’t pulled to the woman standing behind it.

“Did you have any special ways of getting into character on set? Rituals, or something like that?”

“I think a part of me was always in character during that time, especially when it came to his voice,” Austin began, his head turning slightly as he thought over the rest of his answer. Without meaning to, his eyes raced towards Y/n. He wasn’t quite sure what he was looking for. Reassurance, maybe. Or perhaps someone to laugh with, as she was the only someone who personally knew the experiences he was now describing. It’s possible that he just wanted to look at her. Either way, the reason didn’t matter.

Because she wasn’t looking at him.

She was happy, though. Smiling, laughing even. But not at him. At some guy. Austin had to remind himself that he still had an interview to get through, and his pause in between answers was becoming uncomfortable.

He coughed, pretended there was a bubble in his throat, and continued. “It was more method than I’ve ever gone before. But other than that, you know…”

The situation drew his attention against his will. He didn’t want to look; he wanted to focus on the question at hand. But all he could think about was the quiet conversation going on across the room.

The little space they were in was small, but full of people. All there for a reason, all doing a job. They were sure to stay quiet, though, if talking at all.

Apparently, this guy's only job is keeping my girlfriend company.

Austin couldn't even tell what they were saying. That was the worst part. What could he possibly be saying that made her look at him like that?

“...it was just listening to his music and reminding myself of the research I’d done to really get into that mindset. No different from any other character, really…”

Y/n was blushing now, with that smile that he knew to be the one where she’d received a compliment she thought she didn’t deserve. What the hell was going on?

“...but at a much more intense level. The hair and makeup chair was a great place for me to do that, so I could sort of mentally and physically prepare at the same time.”

If the interviewer noticed his distracted and distressed state, she didn’t comment on it. Instead, she gave Austin a small smile and said “All that research must have taken a lot of time. Did it feel like you had to put your life on hold to accomplish such a role?”

That caught him off guard. It wasn’t an overly original question, but suddenly Austin understood why seeing Y/n laughing with another man made him so upset. Not because he was a jealous person, but because he was perceptive.

He knew what made a good boyfriend, and he knew what made a bad one. Y/n’s support never wavered throughout the chaos that his job brought them, but he wasn’t naive. It couldn’t have been easy for her to carry their relationship on her back whenever he was too busy to help with the load.

So maybe he was jealous after all. But it was his own doing, and that’s what made him angrier than anything else.

He hadn’t realized he was staring until the room was blanketed in an awkward quiet. Y/n’s eyes met his, somewhat confused, and he couldn’t find the strength to look away. Not even with a camera recording him.

“Austin?” the sound-man called out behind the camera. “We’re actually having some problems with the audio right now that might take a couple minutes to reset. If it doesn’t mess with your schedule too much, would you mind if we take a break?”

Austin wasn’t sure if that was the truth, or if this guy was just throwing him a bone. It didn’t matter too much to him, though, he agreed all the same. As the woman in charge of his schedule scurried off to figure out how much this would throw their day, he was already motioning for Y/n to come over.

He watched her say goodbye and tried to control his glare. Y/n bounded over to him without a care in the world. Right before she crossed the threshold to his chair, however, he motioned for her to stop.

“You’re not rolling, right?” He addressed the interviewer. Louise something, though he couldn’t presently be certain. She was already up and out of her chair, probably to talk to their producer. “I don’t want her on camera.”

Louise gave him a gentle smile. Everyone on set knew of Austin's not-so-secret girlfriend. “Don’t worry, we won’t roll again until everyone’s ready.”

Y/n didn’t wait for another invitation. In five seconds flat, she was settled comfortably on her boyfriend's lap. The folding chair creaked under their weight, and Austin held her tight to him with one hand across her lap and another around her waist.

“What happened?” she questioned with a hand gripping his arm. She pulled his grasp to be tighter around her, and Austin would’ve laughed if he wasn’t still stuck in his head. “It was going fine one minute, and then not the next.”

Austin tucked his nose in her neck and sighed. “Something with the sound, I guess. They’re fixing it now.”

“No, I meant with you. You looked confused or something.”

“You noticed?”

She laughed, moved her hand to run it through his curls, and paused. His stylist would surely have a thing or two to say about her ruined work. Instead, she settled on fiddling with the hair at the base of his neck.

“Austin, you’re the movie star. Everyone in this room is here to look at you. I think you’re the only one who doesn’t have to worry about not having all the attention.”

“I didn’t have yours.”

Austin felt stupid after he said it. Like a petulant child. But it was too late to take it back.

“What?” she laughed again, though this time it was more of a confused chuckle than anything else. Her eyes cast back to the man from before, and she could feel Austin’s fingers dig into her hip as she did. She looked back at her boyfriend in shock. “Are you jealous?”

“No,” he scoffed, refusing to meet her confused expression. His grip on her begged to differ.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you. Do you know how many girls are thirsting over you on the internet right now? Or the ones waiting outside this building, hoping to catch a glimpse of you on your way out?”

“They aren’t-”

“They aren’t anything more than fans to you, I know, but that isn’t the point. How is it that I can handle all of that, but you can’t handle me talking to another man for five minutes?”

“You weren’t talking,” he said very matter of factly. “You were laughing.”

“Yeah, well, I’m laughing now too. At you!”

“It’s not funny,” Austin bit his lip to stop from whining.

“It is! It’s funny that you think this guy, who’s here to help you promote your new role as Elvis Presley in the Elvis Presley biopic, would try and steal your girlfriend out from under you. Can you admit how funny that sounds?”

He looked at her, then. Brushed the hair from her eyes, which were glittering with amusement. She still didn’t get it. “Baby, who I am or what I do doesn’t matter if I’m never around to be here with you.”

“So this is about work again?”

Austin was always apologizing when things didn’t go as planned. “I’m sorry baby, Baz called, but I’ll make it up to you,” “This is the last time, I promise.” And it never was, but Y/n didn’t mind. There was a difference between carelessly canceling a date and rescheduling it due to responsibility. She knew that. But apparently, Austin didn’t.

“I just,” Austin struggled to explain. “I just wish things would go back to how they used to be, when everything was calm. It was easier then, even if it wasn’t exactly normal. It was our normal.”

“Aus, your career is taking off. Everyone is finally recognizing how talented you are, it’s your dream come true. That’s not something to wish away. I want you to enjoy it and not feel guilty. I was here before, and I’ll be here afterwards. You never have to worry about that.”

It suddenly felt stupid to have ever doubted her in the first place. Not that Austin ever questioned her loyalty, but rather his ability to give her a reason to be loyal. Although her speech hadn’t completely eased the part of his mind that always wandered back to her, it was a relief to hear the words.

He’d have to try to believe them more often.

“Do you wanna know what we were talking about?” she asked him when he didn’t respond.

Austin’s eyebrow raised. “Would that ease my mind?”

“I think so.”

So he nodded, and a mischievous glint took over her expression.

“Well, if you must know, Brian over there seems to think I’d make one hell of a model.”

Her boyfriend immediately scowled. “That doesn’t make me feel any better, Y/n. Not in the slightest.”

“No, not in a flirtatious way! He’s a photographer.”

“Oh,” he paused for a moment. “Is that something you’d be interested in?”

Y/n rested her head against his own. “I don’t know, maybe. You take pictures of me all the time, this wouldn’t be much different from that.”

That part was true. Austin loved his new camera. Developing film took time, and he enjoyed that, but it made him more aware of what he took pictures of. His most favorite subject was her.

But he was still tentative. “People would see them, baby…you’d be in the public eye.”

“Yeah, that’s the turn off. I don’t think that’s something I want. It was a nice conversation, though.”

She was fiddling with the rings on his hand that rested on her stomach. He rubbed up and down in soothing circles. “I’d support you no matter what, though, you know that right? If you wanted to model, we’d make it work. Change doesn’t have to be a bad thing.”

“I haven’t really decided yet,” she smiled down at him. “But I know.”

“Austin?” the producer called out, breaking them from the bubble they’d created. He had a sheepish smile on his face. “We’re ready to get back to shooting whenever you are.”

“That’s my cue,” she laughed, shimming off his lap despite his protesting groan. “Break a leg.”

Before she could get more than a step away, a demanding grip on her arm yanked her back. At once, Austin spun her around and pulled her down to a bruising kiss. Tongue and all, his lips were hot against her own. She was too consumed by the passion of it all to think about why he was doing it in the first place. 

PDA wasn’t something they were into, especially when Austin’s new movie made it difficult to be in a public relationship at all. A small kiss, gentle hugs and hand-holds, sure. But not this.

They only broke away when Y/n was absolutely certain she had no oxygen left. With a gasp, she blushed and narrowed her eyes at him. “Seriously? You just had to put on a show?”

Austin didn’t say anything, but his smirk spoke volumes. With nothing but a wink, he sent her on her way, feeling surer of himself than he had just moments before. Sure, there were guys out there who could give Y/n the quality time she deserved. But there was nobody on this Earth who could have her flustered like that from nothing but a single kiss.

That was all for him.

[xxchumanixx]

Superstitious pt. 1

Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Niklaus Mikaelson x reader

Warnings/Tags: hurt, angst, violence, blood, fluff, comfort, character death

Loving the same person can be hard. Especially when history seems to have a habit of repeating itself.

Authors note: Heya! Had this idea because of a dream that sadly got disturbed by my alarm going off. I really love this and I hope you will as well!

I seem to have a hang for dramatic stories I think.

There will be a part two, split into two chapters (one with Elijah, one with Niklaus)!

Word count: 3.612

"Nik!" his name fell off your lips in a happy squeal, throwing yourself at the oh so dangerous hybrid.

He caught you with ease, holding you flush against his body. "Hello, love." he greeted you in return, his lips curling into a smile. "How are you?"

You separated, looking up at him. "I'm doing great! How are you?" you gave back, smiling. He chuckled at your obviously good mood, leading you to one of the windows of his gallery. "I'm good as well, thank you love."

Your breath hitched in your throat, as you saw the gorgeous view the window provided you. It was one where you could step a little outside, but not really being outside. Almost like a small winter garden.

"See, I promised you a breathtaking view." the hybrid spoke behind you, smiling at the way your eyes lit up and goosebumps covered your skin.

He knew you loved photography, always searching for opportunities to bring out your camera or phone.

The view infront of you instantly made you want to snap some pictures.

The night sky was perfectly in view, along with some of the city's skyline, paired with the enormous chapel located at the far west.

It truly was breathtaking.

"Let me dim the lights and open the window so you can take some pictures." Niklaus offered, before opening the big window infront of you and dimming the lights.

The cool air floating in helped to calm you down a little.

It was the first time that you were at his gallery, as he refused to show you unless it was perfect. Now that you finally could see it, you saw what he meant by 'perfect'.

It truly was.

Almost every one of his paintings was displayed in the big room you currently where at, some of them in the attached rooms that where to your left and right.

It was magical.

You were happy that he was able to fulfill his wish of having his own gallery, a place where he could show his art and inspire others.

When he first told you about it, you were a little hesitant. Considering the past and the words said about him (though you didn't believe them), you weren't sure if he really wanted this.

But now, you knew it was the right thing for him to do. Something to get noticed by in a good way, something people would speak of with kind and gentle words, not the gruesome ones they tried to scare you with.

You fished for your phone in your pocket, not having brought your camera with you.

Looking for the perfect angles you took some pictures and then a few more.

Niklaus watched you with a fond smile on his face, happy to spend some time with you alone.

He was entranced by your appearance, the way your hair flowed down your back like silk, and the glow in your eyes when you looked at the different pictures you took.

He knew he loved you, even though he never would have dared to say it out loud.

Your gentle and kind spirit, which contrasted to his in such a way it took his breath. The way you never got scared because of him and his past, which you well knew thanks to a lot of people.

You had refused to believe what they told you, wanting to get to know him despite everything they said about him being the big bad wolf, the original hybrid.

You were amazed by him.

The way he changed after his daughter was born, the way he cared about the people he loved, showing it in his own ways.

He would have done everything for you, you just had to ask. Seeing you so happy filled him with pride and joy.

But the steps approaching that only he could hear, made him sigh to himself. His time with you alone was up.

You turned around to him, just at the moment where his brother entered the room through the door located behind Niklaus.

"Elijah!" you breathed out, smiling at the older Mikaelson brother with adoration in your eyes.

Niklaus' heart broke for the millionth time, as he knew he would have never stood a chance against his noble brother.

You walked over to Elijah, engulfing him in a hug. He hugged you back, holding you close to him with a smile on his face.

He could hear your human heart race, could feel the happiness that radiated off of you.

"Hello, brother." Niklaus spoke up, causing you two to separate. Elijah greeted him with a curt nod, stepping forward with his hand on the small of your back.

You were oblivious to their silent argument about you, Elijah's gritted teeth the only indicator. But you brushed it off, wanting to show them the pictures you had taken.

"Come on, let me show you the pictures I took." you spoke, smiling at both brothers, before walking over to one of the lounges Niklaus had sat up.

The cushions made the slightest bit of sound as you sunk down on them, Niklaus and Elijah following you short.

They huddled closer to you, each one trying to be closer than the other. You flipped your phone so they could both see, before starting to slowly swipe through the various photographs you had taken.

"These are stunning, darling." Elijah complimented you, making you blush.

"They really are, love." Niklaus agreed with his brothers words. You felt the warmth spread through you at their words, making your heart pick up its pace.

You couldn't deny your love for them, which seemed almost equal. But your heart had trouble deciding, and it slowly killed you inside. You were scared to lose them if you dared to say a word about your feelings, especially when knowing about their past with Tatia.

So you kept it to yourself, hoping not to break because of it.

"She's going to die because of them" "What makes you so sure of that?" "It's history repeating itself. The love of them will ultimately destroy her."

You smoothed out the dress you had picked out the night before, trying to calm yourself down.

It was the night of Niklaus' gallery opening to the public for the first time, the room being crowded with lots of people you didn't know.

You hadn't seen Niklaus nor Elijah yet, leaving you almost alone in the middle of strangers. The only face you knew being your best friend's, but she was already occupied with some wealthy looking man.

"Lost?" the sudden voice behind you had you jumping, your heart doubling its pace with your hand above it.

"Elijah!" you scolded the man now stood beside you, who simply chuckled in return. "You seemed lost amongst these people." he explained, smiling. He knew you hated crowds, them always making you feel uneasy.

You decided to let your anger about him scaring you slide, instead of giving into it.

"I was, thank you very much." you replied, a smile slowly forming on your face as well. "But now you're here so I won't have to watch Marissa cling to this stranger or these poor souls trying to look smart, anymore."

He chuckled again at your words, grabbing two champagne flutes from a waiter passing by. He offered one to you, which you gladly took. "To Niklaus and his gallery." you toasted, clinking your glass with his, before taking a sip of the sweet beverage.

Elijah looked you over for a moment, before opening his mouth to speak. "Y/N, you-"

"You look stunning, love." Niklaus' voice traveled towards you, as he walked over to you, interrupting his brother.

Elijah's fist clenched, but he kept quiet.

You blushed, feeling your insecurity fade a little at his grin. "Thank you." you smiled back at him, subconsciously smoothing over your dress. "I thought I should wear something fit for the occasion."

"It fits perfectly." Niklaus assured you, offering you his hand. "Care for a little tour?" he wanted to know, his eyes gleaming.

"Sure-" you wanted to give back, but Elijah interrupted you. "Actually-" he spoke up, glaring at his brother in the most subtle way possible. "I was about to show Y/N where you hung her photographs."

Your eyes widened at the same time Niklaus' narrowed. You knew that he thought about showing some of your photographs, but never assumed he really would.

Before Niklaus had the chance to reply, Elijah grabbed your hand and led you to one of the attached rooms where Niklaus displayed his art - and apparently yours, too.

"I-" you stuttered, trying to find the right words. "I never thought he would actually show them." "They are beautiful." Elijah gave back, smiling down at you. "They deserve to be seen. They should be seen."

Your cheeks warmed as you looked away from him. You still couldn't believe seeing your own work at a gallery, let alone Niklaus'.

But he gave your hand a soft squeeze, making your eyes find their way back to his. "I really mean it, Y/N." he said. "They are beautiful. And so are you."

Now, you really blushed, your heart skipping a beat.

They would be the death of you.

"Look at her. She doesn't even know that she has them both wrapped around her finger." "What will happen if she finds out? If she discovers that they would fight the other to death if it meant being with her?" "Let's just hope she will do so and then pit brother against brother."

"Do you think she will be more like her mother?"

The question caught you off-guard, making you halt in your movement, the ice cream in your hands no longer important.

"Why would you ask that, Nik?" you wanted to know, frowning at the hybrid.

He hesitated, his mouth agape, before he looked down at his ice cone, licking his bottom lip. "I don't want her to be like me." he quietly admitted, worry etched in his features.

"Why would you say that?" you asked in disbelieve, not understanding how he could think this bad about himself. "You're a great person, why shouldn't she become like you? Or a mix of you and Hayley, for that matter."

He looked back up at your words, hope shining in his eyes like the stars above you.

"Do you really think so?" he wanted to know, sounding more vulnerable than he would have ever admitted to be.

He couldn't stop but hope you really meant what you had said.

"Of course I do." you gave back, smiling up at him. "Why would I not? You're kind, charming, funny and smart. Why shouldn't she become like that, too?"

He made a sound of relief, a smile forming on his face. His heart skipped a beat, something he hadn't experienced in a long time, before you came into his life.

You were like a ray of sunshine after the rain, bringing the rainbow and all its beautiful colors with you wherever you went. Seeing you smile would make his day, hearing you laugh his entire week.

You truly had him wrapped around your finger.

He swallowed, as he thought back to the first opening of his gallery.

He had noticed two women near you and his brother, seemingly talking to themselves. But he hadn't missed what they had said.

He wasn't sure if he should pay much attention to their words, or if they meant entirely different things.

Either way he had kept it to himself.

He embraced you as best as he could, trying to show you his gratitude for your kind words.

He wouldn't admit it, but hearing you say such things about him made him happy, made him value you even more.

Your hands wrapped around him as best as you could, still holding tight onto your ice cream. You would have rather died, before letting it hit the ground.

You loved your ice cream walks with Niklaus, walking through town after the sun had set, buying ice cream and talking about everything you came up with.

It made you happy beyond words.

But your walks with Elijah were beautiful as well.

He would take you to new places, showing you buildings and explaining the history behind them.

Talking about what he had witnessed in person and what happened where. How each building was important in his own way, and showing you the beautiful landscapes.

You would occasionally make picnics, bringing your favorite snacks and drinks along with you, spending the day talking and laughing.

You truly had them wrapped around your fingers.

"They would never turn her, even if it meant her growing old and eventually dying." "Maybe. But her time is running out. She won't even get any gray hair, so don't worry about her growing old."

"Elijah!" Rebekah came rushing inside, frantically searching for her brother. "Elijah!"

"What is it with you?" Niklaus wanted to know as equally as loud, as he rounded the corner, not understanding why his sister had to shout at this time of night. Not that he would have been asleep, anyways.

"It's Y/N!" his sister explained, worry written all across her features, carrying the girl he loved in her hands. "I don't know what happened! She suddenly spat blood, before she fainted."

Niklaus' heart began to pound violently, his head spinning, as he stopped dead in his tracks. Mouth agape he wasn't able to move at first, when suddenly Elijah sped into the hall. They seemed to move in sync, as they both approached their sister with you limp in her arms.

"Bring her into my room!" Elijah acted quickly, not missing the sound of protest his brother made at his words, though; barely being able to hold it back.

But Niklaus knew that it would have been pointless to argument, especially when he didn't know if you would survive, only wasting precious time. So he swallowed his pride and followed his siblings.

Rebekah lay you down on Elijah's bed, checking your temperature. "She's burning up!" she explained, looking at her brothers for any indication of help.

Niklaus' teeth grit, as he seemed to grasp what led to you being in this condition.

"What is it, brother?" Elijah wanted to know, having noticed his brother's change in demeanor.

Niklaus hesitated, but eventually spoke up.

"At the gallery, when you and Y/N looked at her photographs..." he bit his lip, needing a moment to gather the right words. "There were two women, I initially thought they were visitors. But they talked about Y/N having us both wrapped around her finger. About her eventually pitting us against each other. I didn't think much of it but I think they are responsible for this."

He wasn't the one to back down that easily, but he knew he should have told Elijah earlier, who's expression showed exactly that.

"And you didn't deem this important?" he almost shouted, not able to believe that he didn't tell him. "Now Y/N's life is at stake, and you tell me this just now?!"

Niklaus was ashamed.

Not because his brother was angry with him, but because he had failed you. He had known about a threat, still deciding to ignore it, putting you in danger because he didn't want his brother to become overprotective of you.

He should have known better.

How would you ever forgive him, if you even made it out alive?

Elijah paced, as he heard your heartbeat growing weaker. He stopped, putting his hands in his hair, tugging at the strands in frustration.

"We have to-" he began, but Niklaus cut him off. "No!" he shouted through the tears blurring his vision. "Don't even think about it!"

Elijah's eyes widened in disbelieve. He couldn't understand how his brother would willingly let you die.

"Are you seriously just going to let her die?" he shouted. "Just because you wouldn't stand her eventually choosing me instead of you?"

Niklaus shook his head. "No, brother. Because she would be sired to you. She loves you, and if you turn her, she could-" "Could, Niklaus!" Elijah cut him off, anger making his voice shake. "I refuse to let her die just because you're scared of losing her!"

Even though his words made Elijah's heart flutter, he knew that you loved his brother as well. He had seen it in your eyes - the way you would look at Niklaus as if he meant the world to you.

How could he possibly compare to that?

It was impulsive and maybe even selfish, but before either one could react, Elijah had bitten into his wrist and pressed it to your mouth, making you swallow the crimson liquid.

"No!" Niklaus shouted, making a move for his brother, but Rebekah held him back as best as she could.

It took him a second, but eventually he broke free from her, rushing at Elijah. They collided, landing on the ground in a heap.

"How could you?!" Niklaus wanted to know, punching his brother in the face, anger making his eyes glow. "She would have died!" Elijah tried to make him come to his senses, gaining the upper hand for a moment, trying to hold his brother down. "How could I not?"

A tear slipped from Niklaus' eye, as he suddenly gave up every fight, slumping on his back.

He didn't want you to end up like them, doomed to live forever, not able to have any children of your own.

A wish you deeply harbored.

But now, your heartbeat had stopped.

You were dead.

And if it weren't for Elijah you might have had a better afterlife than what was about to come.

Hunger.

Heightened emotions.

The possibility of you being sired to Elijah.

It was like a nightmare come true for Niklaus.

He understood why his brother felt the need to save you, but he still hated him for it.

He hated him for robbing you of all chances to live a normal life.

To make you like them.

Turning you into a monster.

Elijah swallowed as he registered your missing heartbeat.

He let go of his brother, sitting back on the ground. His hair hung in his face, but he couldn't care less.

The weight of his decision suddenly hit him like a bullet, stealing his breath.

He had taken everything from you.

Not even giving you the chance to pick.

And now you would pay the price for his selfishness.

It was silent for a while, neither of the siblings daring to utter a word.

But the sudden gasp you let out as you shot into a sitting position broke the silence, making three pairs of eyes turn to you.

You were back.

Elijah part two

Niklaus part two

[heartdrift]

Every Caryl Scene (S1-11) (1080p/Logoless)

PART 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

PART 5

PART 6

PART 7

Whew. I'm not gonna lie to y'all, this took forever. My goal with this was to recreate my previous Caryl compilation with 1.) all scenes intact, not missing anything and 2.) much better quality. I ran into many issues that I won't bore you with, but in summary - almost everything here is completely lossless from the original files, aside from S10, which I unfortunately had to reencode to fix a few issues I could not solve no matter how much I fiddled with it. However, it is still much better quality than the previous file I had up! These also have 6CH audio, which means that if you make fan videos and use something like Vegas Pro, you will be able to isolate the spoken audio from the music/random background noises and have better, cleaner voiceovers!

All of the seasons add up to about 123 GB, so I'm sorry that these will take up quite a bit more space than before, but the improved quality hopefully makes up for that! These are not perfect, so please forgive any little framerate bugs or very slight (hopefully) issues with video/audio syncing. I'm aware that the audio for S10 is a bit behind, but hopefully not to an extent that ruins anything - that season gave me quite a hard time, and I'm not really sure how to get it just right. It bothers the hell out of me, so I'm sorry, but I did my best. Otherwise, any issues should be pretty minor, but let me know if you run into anything major.

As always -

Credit is not necessary.

You are free to - and encouraged to - use these for anything creative that your heart desires. Just don't claim that you put these together yourself and I'm happy.

If you want me to see something you made with the scenes, tag me! I love seeing new creations in the tag, so don't be shy.

This is my love letter to y'all. It's not much, but I hope it sparks joy!

(Pssttt, psstt. If you would like episode timestamps for each season, click the link below. It's pretty lengthy and they're not precise, I just did my best.)

Season 1

00:00 to 02:52 - Episode 5, Wildfire

02:52 to 04:17 - Episode 6, TS-19

Season 2

00:00 to 14:21 - Episode 1, What Lies Ahead

14:22 to 20:05 - Episode 2, Bloodletting

20:06 to 21:38 - Episode 3, Save the Last One

21:39 to 26:16 - Episode 4, Cherokee Rose

26:17 to 27:18 - Episode 5, Chupacabra

27:19 to 42:17 - Episode 7, Pretty Much Dead Already

42:18 to 45:16 - Episode 8, Nebraska

45:17 to 51:00 - Episode 9, Triggerfinger

51:01 to 55:03 - Episode 11, Judge, Jury, Executioner

55:04 to 57:49 - Episode 12, Better Angels

57:50 to 01:12:48 - Episode 13, Beside the Dying Fire

Season 3

00:00 to 11:34 - Episode 1, Seed

11:35 to 20:08 - Episode 4, Killer Within

20:09 to 26:13 - Episode 5, Say the Word

26:14 to 31:12 - Episode 6, Hounded

31:13 to 33:14 - Episode 7, When the Dead Come Knocking

33:15 to 39:58 - Episode 9, The Suicide King

39:59 to 43:41 - Episode 10, Home

43:42 to 44:45 - Episode 11, I Ain't a Judas

44:46 to 46:18 - Episode 15, This Sorrowful Life

46:19 to 46:37 - Episode 16 - Welcome to the Tombs

Season 4

00:00 to 02:11 - Episode 1, 30 Days Without an Accident

02:12 to 06:11 - Episode 2, Infected

06:12 to 10:03 - Episode 3, Isolation

10:04 to 13:49 - Episode 4, Indifference

13:50 to 14:53 - Episode 5, Internment

14:54 to 16:18 - Episode 8, Too Far Gone

Season 5

00:00 to 20:07 - Episode 1, No Sanctuary

20:08 to 33:23 - Episode 2, Strangers

(^tw for emetophobia at 22:27 to 22:42, I know it might seem silly since this show is full of blood and gore, but I don't want to catch y'all off guard with something unexpected that might really bother you to see.)

33:24 to 34:19 - Episode 3, Four Walls and a Roof

34:20 to 34:52 - Episode 4, Slabtown

34:53 to 01:16:24 - Episode 6, Consumed

(^yes, I included this entire ep, y'all ain't missing a second of it.)

01:16:25 to 01:23:28 - Episode 8, Coda

01:23:29 to 01:27:29 - Episode 10, Them

01:27:30 to 01:28:14 - Episode 11, The Distance

01:28:15 to 01:30:58 - Episode 12, Remember

01:30:59 to 01:33:56 - Episode 13, Forget

Season 6

00:00 to 01:31 - Episode 1, First Time Again

01:32 to 09:26 - Episode 3, Thank You

09:27 to 12:59 - Episode 6, Always Accountable

13:00 to 14:59 - Episode 9, No Way Out

15:00 to 17:18 - Episode 11, Knots Untie

17:19 to 19:40 - Episode 13, The Same Boat

19:41 to 25:28 - Episode 14, Twice as Far

25:29 to 28:38 - Episode 16, Last Day on Earth

Season 7

00:00 to 02:55 - Episode 1, The Day Will Come When You Won't Be

02:56 to 03:55 - Episode 9, Rock in the Road

03:56 to 20:43 - Episode 10, New Best Friends

20:44 to 28:13 - Episode 13, Bury Me Here

Season 8

00:00 to 08:46 - Episode 1, Mercy

08:47 to 13:22 - Episode 4, Some Guy

13:23 to 15:22 - Episode 5, The Big Scary U

15:23 to 17:45 - Episode 11, Dead or Alive Or

17:46 to 20:02 - Episode 13, Do Not Send Us Astray

20:03 to 27:51 - Episode 16, Wrath

Season 9

00:00 to 02:33 - Episode 1, A New Beginning

02:34 to 07:27 - Episode 2, The Bridge

07:28 to 08:28 - Episode 6, Who Are You Now?

08:29 to 23:25 - Episode 7, Stradivarius

23:26 to 28:00 - Episode 10, Omega

28:01 to 29:41 - Episode 13, Chokepoint

29:42 to 31:01 - Episode 14, Scars

31:02 to 58:58 - Episode 15, The Calm Before

58:59 to 01:22:21 - Episode 16, The Storm

Season 10 (Part 1)

00:00 to 09:24 - Episode 1, Lines We Cross

09:25 to 35:48 - Episode 3, Ghosts

35:49 to 38:34 - Episode 4, Silence the Whisperers

38:35 to 39:46 - Episode 5, What It Always Is

39:47 to 53:52 - Episode 6, Bonds

53:53 to 01:06:48 - Episode 7, Open Your Eyes

01:06:49 to 01:19:18 - Episode 8, The World Before

01:19:19 to 01:44:24 - Episode 9, Squeeze

Season 10 (Part 2)

00:00 to 08:41 - Episode 9, Squeeze (continued from the previous part)

08:42 to 16:35 - Episode 11, Morning Star

16:36 to 20:04 - Episode 12, Walk with Us

20:05 to 31:45 - Episode 14, Look at the Flowers

31:46 to 40:01 - Episode 15, The Tower

40:02 to 01:02:20 - Episode 16, A Certain Doom

01:02:21 to 01:07:40 - Episode 17, Home Sweet Home

01:07:41 to 01:33:05 - Episode 18, Find Me

01:33:06 to 02:05:42 - Episode 21, Diverged

02:05:43 to 02:08:40 - Episode 24, Here's Ne/gan

^I don't want this post to show up in that character's tag on mobile, it would just be annoying for those fans since this doesn't have anything to do with him.

Season 11

00:00 to 09:55 - Episode 1, Acheron: Part I

09:56 to 15:29 - Episode 9, No Other Way

15:30 to 18:51 - Episode 10, New Haunts

18:52 to 24:27 - Episode 14, The Rotten Core

24:28 to 27:26 - Episode 17, Lockdown

27:27 to 37:24 - Episode 18, A New Deal

37:25 to 57:18 - Episode 20, What's Been Lost

57:19 to 01:19:32 - Episode 21, Outpost 22

1:19:33 to 01:20:56 - Episode 22, Faith

01:20:57 to 01:32:27 - Episode 23, Family

01:32:28 to 02:00:35 - Episode 24, Rest in Peace

[archiveikemen]

『 Zero Distance 』 Story Event: Chapter 1

Liam Evans

This is a fan-made translation solely for entertainment purposes with no guaranteed perfection. I do not own any of the original content. Please support CYBIRD by buying their stories and playing their games. Reblogs appreciated.

❥･• Warnings and FAQ

My lover had the curse of a cat, which meant that he had to periodically satisfy his curiosity.

That’s why Liam would go thrill seeking with Alfons night after night.

I wanted to be with Liam for tonight, so I asked to tag along with them—

Kate: Why am I being hung mid-air…?

Liam: You’re not having fun? Al, pull Kate back up. Quick, quick.

Alfons: My, you have such little perseverance. You’re always so quick to complain.

Alfons, who was holding onto both of my ankles, slowly lifted me.

Kate: Oof… I thought I was going to die.

Alfons: Wasn’t that a fresh new experience? So, did you manage to confirm whether there are any security guards inside?

Kate: I- I was too scared to do that!

Tonight, Alfons and Liam were trying to steal an artwork from a museum for fun.

The truth was that the artwork was stolen by the museum, and they planned to steal it to return it to its original owner.

Kate: Can’t we just have a proper talk with the museum's director instead of going to such lengths?

Alfons: Aren't we committing this crime to help others, precisely because lawful means won't be effective?

Alfons: Your way of thinking is as unnecessarily serious as ever.

(... I get the feeling they just want to sneak into a museum in the middle of the night because it's thrilling to them.)

And to prove my point, what they were about to do tonight wasn't one of Crown’s missions, it was entirely their own idea.

Liam: Kate! Al!

Liam: Looks like the security guard went into the room in the back. Now’s the best time to sneak in.

Liam: Kate, are you coming too? I’ll make sure to hold your hand the entire time.

Liam extended his hand to me with a sweet smile, the gesture making my heart flutter.

I held his hand, happy to see Liam smiling while living in the moment without fearing for his tomorrows.

(... I’m weak for this smile.)

Kate: Got it, let’s go.

— That decision was a huge mistake.

…

Security Guard: S-Stop right there, the three of you…!

Alfons: Ahaha, as expected of an incredibly well-known art museum in England. What excellent security.

Kate: This is not the time to be saying such things!

We were running around the place to get away from the security guard who heard the commotion and came out to investigate.

(Ah…)

I accidentally stumbled in a corner, and Liam swiftly caught me in his arms.

Liam: Kate…

Click. The security guard fastened something on mine and Liam’s hands the moment we stopped running.

(This is… no way…)

(Handcuffs!?)

Security Guard: *pant* *pant*... I finally caught you. You guys are fast.

Security Guard 2: Oi, I’ll go after that guy with a shady looking smile. You watch these two.

(... If Liam were the only one here, he’d be able to disappear and escape.)

But I knew that Liam would never choose to leave me behind.

(... What should we do? If we get handed over to the police…)

Liam: We got caught, huh. But being locked up in jail with you might not be such a bad thing.

Liam: Ah, but if the other prisoners fall in love with you… I might kill them all.

Kate: Liam, I don’t think this is the right situation to be saying—

Liam: Fufu, I’m just kidding. I won’t let you get arrested by the police so easily.

Liam: Because I’m the only one who’s allowed to touch and monopolise you.

Liam grinned like a Cheshire cat and said loudly,

Liam: Al, you’re watching us from somewhere, aren't you? Sorry, but we need your help here.

Alfons’ Voice: And what will I get in return for helping you?

Liam: How about drinking all you want tonight and I’ll pay for your bill?

Alfons’ Voice: One more time?

Liam: Geez. You can eat all you want too.

Alfons’ Voice: Deal.

Security Guard 1: Uwah! Where did you…

Alfons: Hm? You just caught a pair of dogs, I’m one too.

Security Guard 1: W-Why are there three dogs here?

Alfons removed his black leather gloves and touched the nape of the guard’s neck to create an illusion using his curse’s ability, the guard widened his eyes in shock.

Liam: Thanks, Al. Come on, let’s escape before the illusion wears off.

Liam: Kate, I’ll carry you. Hang on tight.

…

After sneakily stealing the artwork and leaving the museum, the two of them laughed loudly while walking down the street.

Liam • Alfons: Ahh, that was fun.

Kate: I FEEL LIKE MY LIFESPAN GOT SHORTENED…!

Alfons: Oh, you don't seem to have enjoyed yourself. That’s too bad.

Liam: I’ll definitely take your enjoyment into consideration next time, please don't abandon me…

Kate: I can never abandon you, Liam. Just be sure to keep the danger factor in moderation.

Liam: Fufu, okay. I’ll be careful.

Alfons: By the way, how long do you two intend to keep those handcuffs on?

Alfons: I won’t judge if you're into that sort of play, though.

Kate: Oh, right. We have to take this off.

Liam: Don’t worry, Kate. Al is a pro at unlocking things. So—

Alfons: Let’s see…

Alfons reached his hand around my shoulder and touched the handcuffs.

Alfons: Goodness! These handcuffs have some numbers on them. Look.

Upon hearing those words, I looked down at the handcuffs to see a small device resembling a clock attached.

Kate: … 24 hours left…?

Alfons: I’ve heard of this rare type of handcuffs with a time lock. It will only unlock after 24 hours.

Liam: … :0

Kate: I-In other words—

Liam: We can’t remove it until 24 hours is up…?

Alfons: Ahaha!

…

The next morning, Liam and I woke up to the handcuffs still linking our arms together.

— 12 hours left.

Liam: Not like it’ll magically come off when we wake up.

Liam: But being stuck with you until the time is up makes me happy.

Liam smiled sweetly while staring at the handcuffs.

(He’s so cute…)

Liam twirled my hair around his finger as we laid in bed.

Liam: Do you hate being in this situation? Is it bothering you? Do you want to take this off?

Kate: I don’t hate it.

Kate: I know this will be a little bit inconvenient… but I’m also kind of excited.

Liam: Excited?

Kate: Because it’s rare to be able to be this close to you at all times.

Kate: And I’m relieved that it's you I’m stuck to… mm… mmph…

Liam: You’re so adorable, Kate. And I’m so, so happy…

While kissing me repeatedly, Liam gently held me down on the bed.

Liam: … I wonder how far we can go with our hands cuffed together?

Kate: How far…

Liam: Kissing you isn’t a problem. But can I take your clothes off with one hand?

Kate: Liam, don’t take my clothes off… ahh

Liam: I can’t fondle them using both of my hands, so I’ll lick them instead. You like that, don't you?

Liam: Are you feeling more sensitive than usual? … mm… so cute…

Kate: … ahh, it’s still morning…

Liam: I love doing it in the morning too. Because I can see everything about you clearly.

Kate: … ahhh

…

We explained our situation to William and Harrison while having a late breakfast.

William: — So this is what happens when you sneak into an art museum to satisfy your curiosity.

Harrison: That’s what you get for being curious. But this is a rare type of lock that that guy (Alfons) can’t unlock.

Alfons: My, my, it appears that you're enjoying this perverted play.

Kate: Whoa! Please don’t appear out of nowhere so suddenly. Also, what do you mean by “enjoying”...

Alfons: You shouldn't tell lies. I can see the numerous hickeys on your neck…

Kate: Huh?

Harrison: Al is lying. Geez, you're so gullible.

Liam: I mean, I did kiss Kate’s body a lot this morning, so it’s not surprising if she has hickeys on her.

I was flustered by the bombshell comment Liam so nonchalantly made, and William smiled quietly.

William: Victor said that Kate and Liam can be on break until the handcuffs come off.

William: Because they most likely won’t be able to go on missions with their hands cuffed together like this.

Liam: Really? Victor’s so understanding, as always.

Harrison: But don't you have rehearsals today? Weren't you making a huge fuss over next weekend’s premiere?

Liam: Yup, that’s right. Kate, can you accompany me to my rehearsal?

Kate: Of course. Please do take me with you.

Liam: Mm, thanks.

I would usually just see Liam off to his rehearsals without tagging along, in order to avoid getting in his way.

However, it was inevitable for me to be by Liam’s side all day today.

(Even so, I don’t think our situation is too bad.)

Alfons: Liam, Liam. … What will you do?