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[maiiuelle]

the movie just started OH MY GOD

[libraryofolive]

libraryofolive's spooky section!

It's Halloween Week, which means one thing - celebrations! And in this library, that means 10 drabbles (one for each character in the smau line up!) all about celebrating Halloween with our favourite JJK characters, and a special Halloween SMAU dropping on the day itself!

party time! with Satoru Gojo | You, the trophy wife of the infamous Satoru Gojo, decide to spend your October planning a no expenses spared party to celebrate the holiday. What could go wrong?

candy please! with Suguru Geto | You and your husband decided to take your twin daughters trick or treating for the first time.

to the left a bit - the other left! with Kento Nanami | You and your fiancée have just moved in together, and what better way to celebrate than by decorating your now shared home for the spooky season?

sit still! with Choso Kamo | it's Choso's first time celebrating Halloween, so of course you'll help him with the intricate make up his costume needs.

they shall feel my wrath! with Ryomen Sukuna | Sukuna is 'too old' to celebrate Halloween, until some teenagers egg your house - suddenly, some Halloween mischief seems right up his alley.

stab it harder! with Toji Fushiguro | As an assassin, Toji's skills with a knife are off the charts - until it comes to carving pumpkins, apparently.

don't stand too close! with Hiromi Higuruma | Bundled up in your warmest coats, wrapped tightly in a knitted scarves and hats, you and your husband decide to spend your Halloween at a local bonfire together. How adorable... right?

i'll protect you, i promise! with Takuma Ino | Your boyfriend convinces you to go to a scare maze with him, albeit tentatively. He promises to protect you from all of the scary actors, which will definitely end well.

damn, we look good! with Shiu Kong | Who knew deciding on a couple's costume would be such a faff? Certainly not you and your handler-turned-boyfriend. But one thing was agreed - no matter what you both wore, you'd both look good together.

what's your favourite scary movie? with Shoko Ieri | A quiet night in was all your wonderful girlfriend wanted this Halloween, but you simply had to put a spooky spin on it! A scary movie night commenced, you reassuring Shoko you can handle a scary movie or two. You definitely can handle them, you think.

trick or treat! smau with everyone | In true Halloween spirit, you give your partner a choice, trick or treat. The treat? A more risqué photo of yourself. The trick? You'll just have to wait and see.

[velarisdusk]

brb masterlist under construction 🚧🦺🏗️ hold the jackhammer i'm gonna need it back in a few

[strangergraphics]

Hey! i was wondering if you could make two different things for me. Idk if i need to ask separately or not. 1) green ghost/ spooky dividers saying things like "masterlist", "Taglist", "Warnings" 2) Dividers themed around henry danger, or just red and blue dividers in general.

thanks!

so… i may have gotten a little carried away and did a ton more options including the 3 you asked for. i put the rest under the cut. i will put the henry danger dividers in a separate post.

i hope you like them! 💚

[bloomingdarkgarden]

looks like i need to crank out a males of ACOTAR post tonight to distract this fandom from how much they hate each other lol the winds of whimsy are calling.

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

ᗢ ~ Moaning in Wanda's Ear

ᗢ ~ Walking Nude in Front of Wanda

ᗢ ~ Admiring Wanda in the Morning

ᗢ ~ Fake AirPod TikTok Trend

ᗢ ~ Spilling Wine on your Shirt

ᗢ ~ Wanda's Muscles

ᗢ ~ Y/N Having a Freaky Dream

ᗢ ~ Wanda Manspreading

ᗢ ~ Possessive Wanda

ᗢ ~ Can You Watch my Girlfriend Trend

[shyvioletcat]

Mermay strikes again. This time in a first time writing for this ship. I couldn't help myself, the mermaid ideas are unstoppable haha. Anyway hope you enjoy!

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The sun made the water on Ruhn’s tanned skin glistened, his eyes dancing also the ridge of the horizon. He sat on his longboard, bare chested and wearing charcoal boardshorts, the day and the ocean were warm enough that he hadn’t bothered with a wetsuit. It was the peak of summer and the heat and the busyness of the city had him out here, chasing waves, ignoring his responsibilities for a few hours. In reality it had been days of this. The tides and swells were amazing and Ruhn didn’t see the point in wasting the opportunity to take his board out. Surfing brought him some semblance of peace and calm, so Ruhn would exploit the perfect conditions as long as he could.  

Not when his bastard of a father wouldn’t leave him alone. Ruhn was freshly graduated from Crescent City University with no idea what he wanted to do next. His father wanted him to join the family business, and Ruhn had no desire to put himself back right under that kind of control when he had spent so long running from it. 

Out here the water was crystal clear and a pretty shade of blue was somewhere between sapphire and turquoise. The city sparkled off in the distance, the sand a glowing line defining the break between the buildings and the water. Ruhn was far enough out that the only sounds were the crashing of the waves and the occasional cry of a seabird—nothing from the city. Below him he could make out the shadows of fish swimming around, and not too long ago he swore he saw some dolphins dipping through the waves. It was a comforting kind of loneliness. 

Despite the pristine conditions Ruhn had sole possession of the part of the water. It made sense, the waves were good here but the reef below him posed some problems. Above the water it was all well and good but if a surfer wiped out and went under the coral and rocks were a serious danger. But Ruhn knew he could handle it.

He was sitting on his board, legs dangling in the water, waiting. Part of surfing was having the patience to wait out the shitty waves for the good ones. Being alone, he had the pick of the bunch. Some people weren’t cut out for the lull between waves, but Ruhn loved it. They were quiet moments, not boring to him. There was always something to hold Ruhn’s attention. Watching for waves, looking for the perfect spot to paddle out to, just taking in the beauty around him.

Ruhn had been waiting for his next wave for a while, the last few were all white wash and no height. That usually meant that a better wave was on the way. A few seconds later and there it was, Ruhn could see it coming. It was building and it was set to break right on him. He lay down on the board, paddling himself around so he faced the shore. His arms cut through the water, giving him the speed that would let him catch the surge and get him on the wave.

The moment Ruhn knew he had it he grinned—when he wasn't the one propelling the board. He stood, knees bent, the fins of his board cutting through the water. Ruhn smiled, the thrill of the wave taking over. The board rode through the barrel, then he twisted, water spraying.  He was so focused on this wave Ruhn didn’t see the other one coming.

One second he was standing on his board, the next he was under. The undercurrent caused by the plunging barrel crashing took him under and Ruhn didn’t know which way was up. Then he hit the reef, pain exploding all over his body. His head, his ankle, his arm. The pain made it harder to swim but he could feel his air running out. He needed to get to the surface. Now. 

Ruhn kicked out, his foot hitting something. It hurt like all hell but it at least gave him some sense of direction and he pushed off it. The salt water stung his eyes and it was a struggle to keep them open. Through the haze he saw the world turn a lighter shade of blue and he swam for it, as hard as he could. Seconds seemed to slow to hours and each sweep of his arms and legs burned with pain. He was so close. 

Head breaking the surface, Ruhn gasped, mostly air but salt water burned down his throat too. He spluttered, gasping again, just trying to keep his head above water. His board was nowhere to be seen, Ruhn had been an idiot and left the strap in the back tray of his truck. He ignored the pain best he could and started swimming. There was a rock he could get to, and once he caught his breath and inspected his injuries, he could work out what to do next. 

He fought the waves and his pain, but he made it. Ruhn gained more scratches and scrapes hauling himself up the rock, the salt water making them sting and itch. All that was secondary, his main priority was to breathe, to think. Using his forearm he swept his long black hair out of his face, blinking out the water so he could scope out his surroundings. There was nothing and no one, just him and the water. And the fishes, of course. 

“Son of a bitch,” Ruhn groaned, twisting his leg to inspect the damage. There was a fairly decent graze on his calf, mean looking but not deep. The same went for his arm but luckily when he checked his head injury with his hand there was no blood.

Ruhn was fucked, and he knew it. His best hope was waiting for another surfer to come out here so he could hitch a ride back. He could see his board, bobbing happily on the waves, the current taking it far, far away from him. It was depressing to watch, and yet he couldn't help but keep watching, just hoping the tides would turn and bring it back to him. 

Minutes passed and nothing changed. Ruhn saw the dolphins again, the back and fins bobbing out of the water. They held his attention for a while, their grace and beauty mesmerising, and then Ruhn looked back at his board. He squinted, not quite sure but… he thought it had gotten closer. 

No, it was. It definitely was, against the water too. It was odd, and Ruhn had no idea how, but he was as sure as fuck was going to keep watching it to see if it could come any closer. Ruhn kept watching so intently that he forgot to blink. His eyes were burning but he felt like if he took his eyes off his board for a millisecond it would disappear. Unbelievably, it kept coming, and what was even more bizarre was that Ruhn swore to all the gods that someone was pushing it. 

He thought he could see a head bobbing beside. “Who the fuck is swimming out this far?”

When it got closer he spied a hand gripping the board, helping guide it through the water, belonging to the head that he could see clearer now. There was a woman in the water, bringing his board to him. How bizarre. Ruhn was sure her hair was blonde, it was hard to tell because it was wet, her eyes were dazzling but he couldn’t place the colour just yet. Brown, maybe? But brighter. 

She stopped about a metre away from the rock, resting her chin on the surfboard. Her face was stunning, elegant and gorgeous, without a doubt in his frazzled mind this was one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on.

”Uh, hi?” Ruhn said.

The woman tilted her head, considering him for a long moment. “You are hurt.”

Her voice was smooth and melodic, a lovely sound, Ruhn answered with the hopes he would hear it again. “I am.”

“And this is yours?” This time it was a question.

“It is,” Ruhn replied. “I was surfing and I wiped out. I got hurt when I hit the reef.”

The woman snarled, looking at the water beneath her. Why would she get pissed at that?

“Do you live in the city?” She pointed with her free hand to where Lunathion shimmered in the distance. 

“Yes, I do.”

“Is it nice there? Is it loud?” the woman asked eagerly. 

Now Ruhn was just confused, where did she come from that she was asking something like that? “Yes and… yeah I guess it is.”

The woman looked back at him and now she had drifted close enough that he could see the colour of her eyes. They were amber, hints of a golden copper in the irises. She now rested her elbows on the board, her head laid on top. Ruhn could see her eyes darting over him. As far as he could tell, she wasn’t checking him out, her gaze was more curious than anything. He wasn’t sure whether that was disappointing or not. 

“Are those scales?” She nodded at him. 

Utterly confused Ruhn looked down at his body, trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about. When he glanced back up almost choked. He definitely saw some boob as she raised herself up on the board a little more. They were partially covered by her drenched hair, but they were naked and they were there. Ruhn stared out to the horizon, not sure what else to do. 

Why was there a naked woman in the water?

“The markings on your skin,” she said with what sounded like a touch of impatience. “Are they your scales?”

“What the fuck?’ Ruhn muttered to himself, not meaning to say the words but his confusion was making his head hurt even more. Then his brain pieced it together. “Do you mean my tattoos?”

“Is that what the lines are called?”

Ruhn looked back at her, and thankfully she’d dipped lower beneath the surface of the water again. “Yes.”

“They are beautiful,” the woman said. 

“Thank you,” Ruhn replied. He was so confused, he had so many questions that had to do with her strange questions. Truthfully he was beginning to wonder how hard he had hit his head and whether or not he was hallucinating this whole thing. 

“You are injured, can you use this?” She splayed a hand on his board. 

That drew his attention back to the water and the woman and her tail swaying through the water.

“Oh fucking hells.” Ruhn pushed himself back on the rock. It was painful but his shock was stronger than his self preservation. He touched his head, closing his eyes. He must be dreaming, maybe he passed out and hadn’t realised.

That beautiful voice spoke again. “What is your name?”

Ruhn answered on instinct. “Ruhn.”

“Ruhn,” she said slowly, piecing over each sound. “Are you able to use this yourself, Ruhn?” She rapped her knuckles on the surfboard.

He didn't answer her question. Instead he said, “You’re a mermaid.”

Now that he looked at her closer he started to notice more otherworldly details. Like the glimmering on her skin, especially around her eyes where he swore he could see some iridescent scales with the slightest hint of colour.  

”I am,” she replied.

“I ah… did know you were real,” Ruhn was at a loss at to what else he should say.

“Most humans don’t.”

“Okay, yeah.” He was definitely hallucinating.

“Even though you damaged the reef, if you cannot get yourself to shore I will help you,” the mermaid said, circling them back to the problem at hand.

And still, Ruhn couldn’t help his curiosity. “What’s your name?” 

“Lidia.”

“That’s kind of you to offer, Lidia,” Ruhn said, not about to forget his manners when he was at the mercy of a mythical creature.

She shrugged, with a roll of her delicate shoulder. “It will not be good for you to stay out here.”

Ruhn took a moment to assess his injuries, trying to figure out if he could make it back to shore now that he had his board. He wasn’t confident, his head ached and the salt water would make his wounds sting like a bitch. And it was a long way back to shore.

“I don’t think I can make it all the way,” he admitted. If you could get me as close to the beach as you can, I can try and make it the rest of the way.”

“If that is what you need,” Lidia said, swimming a little closer so that his board was within reach now. “Get on.”

Ruhn edged his way back to the water, careful on the sharp edges on the rock. Then he had to get back into the water to get on the board, he did—his body screaming in protest at the sharp pains the water brought. Without his usual grace he clambered onto his board Lidia holding it steady. He could see her tail clearer now. The scales still managed to glimmer dimly through the water and although he couldn’t see their true colour they looked to be something close to amber. Like Lidia’s eyes.

“Are you secure?” She asked.

“Good to go,” Ruhn replied, bracing himself as he felt the board being taken by the current. 

He expected Lidia to move to the tail end of the board and push him from there. She didn’t, instead she dipped beneath the water moving so she was beneath the board. Webbed fingers appeared on the nose, and Ruhn all but marvelled at the tiny golden scales there. Then they were moving, Lidia swimming on her back and taking them towards the beach. Ruhn peered over as much as he dared, not wanting to disturb the board too much. He only caught glimpses of her face and hair, blurred by the water between them. Looking back he could see the tail undulating in smooth movements. This mermaid was a thing of true beauty. 

Lidia steered them to a more secluded part of the beach, further away from his truck but Ruhn would survive. He still had one good arm and he’d preserve until he got there. As the water got shallower the mermaid changed her position, gracefully spinning so that she was to the side instead. She stopped them, keeping a hand on the surfboard to keep it still.

“I will go no further,” Lidia announced. 

“Fair enough,” Ruhn said. “You’ve saved me, for sure.”

“Beware of the reef, Ruhn. It causes hurt to more than just yourself when you are careless,” Lidia chastised.

Ruhn nodded, not willing to cross a mermaid. “I understand. I owe you one.”

“One what?” Lidia asked, her head tilting.

“A favour,” Ruhn said.

Lidia let go of the board and swam back a little ways, a small smile appearing on her lips. “We’ll see, Ruhn.”

In the blink of an eye Lidia was under the water, and a moment later her amber coloured tail flicking out like a wave of farewell, splashing Ruhn. And then she was gone, like she had never been there. For a while Ruhn just lay there thinking about what had happened, contemplating if he had been the one to discover the existence of mermaids. He gave one more look around, just in case Lidia was still there. There was nothing but ocean and sand and the city that was now within reach.  

Ruhn started paddling, letting the wave help ease him into shore. Maybe he had imagined the whole thing, a mighty fantastical story to get him back to shore. But in the small chance he hadn’t been hallucinating he hoped by some small miracle he would see her again. 

~~~~~

If there's a chance to make someone a mermaid, I'm gonna write it.

[mariaofdoranelle]

Short fics

-> Multi-chapters under 20k words

-> I´m aelin_gods_killer on AO3!

The Booty-Call Dare - one smut scene away from completion

> Best friends to lovers, friends with benefits

Aelin’s faith in her best friend’s platonic feelings for her is unshakable, until she’s dared to test it with a booty-call.

Explicit content; predicted: ~10k words

Golden Tattoo - complete

> Pregnancy, and they were roommates!

How many benefits can a friendship with benefits have?

Explicit content; 14k words

Faking Yulemas - complete

> Fake dating, best friend’s cousin, holiday fic

Aelin just wanted a chill holiday season with her friend, but now she must pretend to be dating Sellene’s cousin to help him avoid his ex.

Explicit content; 14k words

Stay a Little Longer - in progress

> Fated mates, pregnancy, canonverse-ish

During her vacation to Wendlyn, the last thing Princess Aelin Galathynius wanted was a mate. Or a carranam—whatever her bond with Prince Rowan was. She tried to ignore this situation, but he gets closer with the one offer she can’t refuse: magical lessons.

Mature content; 15k words predicted

Empty Nested - collection of oneshots

> Neighbors to lovers, their kids are best friends

Aelin and Rowan are both single parents who just dropped off their kids at college. Now it’s their time to have some fun.

Mature content; 7k words

Lollapal-oops-a - abandoned

Aelin is just a girl with the same favorite drag queen as her work crush, trying to get into Lollapalooza for free while wondering if he´s gay.

Suited for teen and up audiences

[in-hav3n]

What do you feel ? ㅣload era

Phone sex ㅣload era + current

Sex tape ㅣ99s era

Happy birthday ㅣ99s era

Working out ㅣhardwired era

Who was right? ㅣcurrent

Unexpected visit ㅣcurrent

[takusan-no-ai]

¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸ Hollow Special Operations Section 6 Masterlist ¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,¸

Harumasa Asaba

Miyabi Hoshimi

Soukaku

Yanagi Tsukishiro

[judasgot-it]

im ngl i've written a lot for the hunting dogs, is it time i write for other characters/series?

i literally write for like 3 characters, i need to branch out....

[528-hotline]

hey, chica! what are you reading today? 🍥💭

most of my works here are SMUT. dead dove / dark content and triggering themes ahead. minors dni. don’t read if uncomfy.

MATTHEW.

⤹ IN DEMAND.

꩜ ignoring safe words

꩜ oppa/daddy kink

꩜ semi-public sex

— for more, check ( # ) ♱ section ( 528. )

GYUVIN.

꩜ stepbro!gyuvin

GUNWOOK.

⊹ making out with gunwook

RYUJIN NIPPON.

꩜ ryujin nippon in bed

© 528-hotline. 2025

[arcane-vagabond]

I am once again begging readers to do the bare minimum and peruse an author's profile for a FAQ, information on requests, who they write for, etc. before sending in asks/requests.

[the-travelling-witch]

no clue if i'm doing the valentine's ask game right at all BUT-!!

i'm curious how cass & leona / selene & angelica / carmilla & jade would spend valentine's day 👀 (you can pick which ones to yap about i know it's a lot ghdlkjs)

omg ian, hiiiii!! first of all happy valentine's day, i hope you're having a great day <3 also i think it's less of an ask game and more of a "i'm okay receiving valentine's day asks" kind of thing, but !! ofc i'm more than happy to yap about my ocs (when am i not, is the real question)

i originally wanted to write sth for all of them but i have such a headache (+ i'm still struggling with wrist pain bc i just can't give them a break), so i decided to write a drabble for carmilla and jade bc it came easiest to me and then give my brief thoughts on the other pairings instead

Carmilla & Jade [Surf and Turf]

“I admit I’m not closely accustomed with land dwellers’ Valentine’s Day traditions, but to think that it would encompass kidnapping your beloved into the woods… How very intriguing indeed.”

“Oh shush, you. It’s not much further now,” Carmilla giggled, continuing to lead the way into the woods just shy of NRC’s campus. The sun had already begun to settle in for the night, cosying into her bed behind the horizon and illuminating the students’ trail with the last golden rays. It wouldn’t be much longer, however, until their path would be lighted by the flickering blue flames at Carmilla’s command. “So Valentine’s day isn’t a thing under the sea?”

“Hm, as many of humankind’s customs do, it has started catching on with merfolk. Though mainly with those living closer to the surface,” Jade answered easily, still placidly letting himself be led up one of his favourite hiking trails by their intertwined hands. His mood had been rather cheerful ever since the fox had appeared in his dorm with an enigmatic grin and the promise of a surprise. “It has yet to sink into the waters of the deep sea, if you will. And I reckon our Valentine’s gifts would be rather unique, too. Perhaps I could interest you in a seaweed bouquet?”

“If anyone could make that sound appealing, it would be you, I’m afraid,” the fae laughed, equally bright. With all her Valentine’s shoots wrapped up ahead of time, she’d been eager to spend time with her merman. Though confident in what she had prepared for him, there was still an undergoing current of nervousness within her. “Without wanting to spoil anything, I guess you could say my gift isn’t your typical bouquet of roses either.”

Putting his free hand over his chest, Jade gasped in faux surprise. “And here I was thinking you were leading me up the mountains to grant me with an overpriced armful of cut flowers and a heart shaped box of chocolates.”

“I should have known you’d figure it out. Oh dear, you know me too well, it appears,” Carmilla played along with a heart wrenching sigh. Then, she stopped in an inconspicuous part of the trail. “Ooh we’re here already. You trust me, right?”

“I do, of course,” Jade replied, tilting his head to the side, intrigued by the implications of her question. When Carmilla untied a silky ribbon from her outfit, he understood her intentions immediately. A shiver of electricity zapped down his spine in anticipation as he leant forward slightly, so she could tie it gently around his eyes. My, wasn’t she the most darling girl ever, keeping him on his toes and surprising him at every turn?

In the end, the blindfold didn’t stay on for long in this terrain, only serving to ramp up his anticipation even more at the last moment. After a few careful metres over the forest soil -though he noted that someone seemingly removed all tricky obstacles- the ground beneath his shoes became softer with the texture of grass and moss, leading him to believe they’d arrived at a forest clearing of some sort. With his vision blocked, his other senses had sharpened but instead of taking in nature’s sounds, Jade honed in on the company of the person next to him. He didn’t need to see her to be conscious of Carmilla’s presence surrounding him, flickering in and out like one of her fairy lights but never leaving his side.

Then, the knot in the silk scarf came undone, the ribbon fluttering down to rest over his shoulder. Jade blinked a few times, trying to process what it was he was seeing.

“So, what do you think?” Carmilla supplied, slinking next to him and wrapping an arm around his, gently encouraging him to take a closer look.

They were indeed standing in a small glade, one Jade had never noticed despite his frequent hikes around the area. Looking back over his shoulder, he could say with certainty the path the two of them had taken had not been there before. Or had been very well concealed. Small, floating lights illuminated their surroundings, dipping the pine trees and moss in warm light. What caught his attention most of all though was what was growing inside clearing. Mushrooms of varying shapes, sizes and colours -some even glowing with bioluminescence- were sprouting all around them, decorating the area. It was clear they were not native to Sage Island, for he had never seen them before. Also obvious was that someone had taken great care in growing them.

“Do you like your gift?” Prodding the eel a little, Carmilla carefully studied his reaction. Perhaps the silence would have felt intimidating if she couldn’t spot that particular gleam of fascination in his heterochromatic eyes she loved so much. “I remembered how interested you seemed when I told you about the mushrooms I saw back in Briar Valley. So I contacted an old friend who still lives there to see what I could do.”

Strong arms wrapped around her in response, pulling her fully into his space, coaxing a surprised laugh from her. Reciprocating the action, Carmilla leaned fully into him, savouring the closeness and the safety of happily burrowing into his chest. Even as Jade let go, he didn’t allow her to float past his reach. Instead keeping Carmilla anchored to him by cupping her cheeks in his gloved hands.

“My dearest pearl, you didn’t seriously believe I would dislike this surprise of yours, did you? Surely you know me better than that.” He sealed his warm words a telling kiss, one that Carmilla all too happily tip-toed up into. There was rosiness to both of the students’ cheeks as they parted again, their fingers intertwining instead. “In case I must make myself even more clear, I doubt I have ever received a more thoughtful gift. You’ve set a high bar for me to clear when it’s my turn.”

“Well, I wouldn’t want to make it too easy for you, right? I’d hate for you to grow bored of it,” Carmilla teased, giving his hand a fond squeeze. There was a mischievous gleam in her eyes as she added, “Perhaps, however, you should check the entire gift before you start scheming with revenge.”

“Oh? What else could you possibly have prepared? You really do love going all out, don’t you?” Shaking his head affectionately, dual-coloured eyes tracked the movement of her arm as she reached behind her and pulled a book out of thin air. Handing it to him, Jade recognised the handwriting on the cover as hers immediately. “Is this-“

“A compendium of sorts, written by yours truly,” Carmilla offered, winking at him. “Someone once imparted on me the importance of taking notes when it comes to horticulture.”

“How is it that you make me fall in love with you even more than I already have?” Carefully flipping through the pages, ghosting his fingers over delicate writing and detailed illustrations, it really started to sink in how much planning had gone into this surprise. It spurred his motivation to plan what he would give her in return. Oh, he couldn’t wait to return to his room and get creative.

For now, however, he was content to stay in this small sanctuary a little longer. A blanket was spread over the grass for the two to settle down on, Carmilla happily leaning her head against Jade’s shoulder as he poured over the book and compared it with the mushrooms in front of them. Every now and then, she would point out certain things to him, adding bits and pieces to his fascinated rambling. Mostly though, she was just happy to listen to his voice, basking in the tranquility and peace of his presence and letting his excitement infect her, too.

Even without using her unique magic, Carmilla could feel the love between the two of them, spreading a warmth throughout her like no other. A few years ago, the fae couldn’t have phathomed going out of her way for somebody else like this, let alone spending days and weeks on a mere present. Now she was glad she did.

Cass & Leona [Golden Hour]

“Oi herbivore, do you know what day is today?” 

“Friday.” 

“…It’s Valentine’s Day.” 

“So you guys have commercial holidays too huh?”

In a total reversal of expectations, Leona is probably the one who brings up Valentine’s Day as a topic during lunch break in the botanical gardens. While Cass is also aware of the traditions, it’s not something she particularly cares about and she didn’t think Leona was the type to either. Which she is kinda right about, to be honest.

The only reason Leona entertains the custom in the first place is because, despite himself, he really didn’t want to disappoint any expectations he thought Cass might have. And, secondly, he’s not dumb. He knows Cass is well-known and well-liked by quite a few people and he’s normally not all in people’s faces with their relationship. Meaning, he wants to shut down the possibility of anyone getting any funny ideas about confessing to her.

So, he very unceremoniously gives Cass a present in the form of a piece of jewellery. This could either be a beaded or golden bracelet, a necklace or a charm for her camp necklace or a hair accessory he can braid into her locks. As long as it’s unmistakably his and easy for others to identify as such, he’s content. There’s a high chance it’s actually a piece of his jewellery that he already had on hand and decided to give her on a whim. Definitely not because he cares about some herbivore and enjoys the idea of her always carrying around sth that he gave her. Definitely not. (He cares. So much.)

Cass lets him do as he pleases, both because she is actually a little flustered over the fact that he’s very openly staking a claim over her and because she thinks his attitude about it is funny. Sure, he is very nonchalant about it, which probably would’ve soured the day for others, but Cass is all about someone’s actions and the meaning that’s read between the lines. 

Leona’s lucky she knows he cares for her because if she didn’t, he wouldn’t get away with pulling her down for a nap after that circus. As Cass tells him about his day, he’ll hum and absentmindedly run his fingers over the jewellery, half considering if he should get her to also wear his jacket.

(At least other beastmen should get the hint by now not to try anything funny…)

Selene & Angelica [Shipname tba]

Selene and Angelica’s Valentine's Day is a lot more low-key than others might first suspect. Not because they’re not head over heels for each other. No. It’s because for them, every day is Valentine’s Day (more or less). They give each other gifts and affections throughout the year as the mood and inspiration strikes them. So sure, they’ll hang out but it’s business as usual for these two.

[mostly-imagines]

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[distant-velleity]

guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?

bound: Has your OC ever been imprisoned or captured? What happened? How did they get out? Did the experience leave any scars?

fear: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

FOR RUIXING!!! S2

guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?

so. there have been certain… incidents regarding ruixing’s biological family and relatives in the past, which of course he feels guilty about—even if it’s not really within his control. of course he’s done other things of his own volition due to necessity, but that’s different. he doesn’t want to be burdened by the weight of what he’s “done” to others, so he represses that kind of feeling or avoids it altogether.

really, it’s easier to just avoid getting close to people who could make him feel guilt.

bound: Has your OC ever been imprisoned or captured? What happened? How did they get out? Did the experience leave any scars?

no, he hasn’t… not yet, anyway. my favorite angst motif is a caged bird

fear: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?

like many of my ocs, he would never admit this aloud, would never risk being that vulnerable—but one of his greatest fears is holding others close to his heart, aka caring for other people. he has no problem with weaponizing his “curse” to ruin people who he dislikes or to get an advantage over them… but when he actually cares about someone’s happiness and wellbeing, what then? when they get hurt because of him again—what then? how can he live with that?

… in the end, to him it’s best to save everyone the trouble and stay away from the idea of interpersonal relationships. best to keep things as distant and possibly “professional” as he can. it’s safer.

desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

…ruixing really wants to be part of a family. not a family bound by blood, but a family that found each other and cares about each other. maybe a family that cares about him. a roof over their heads, plentiful food with which to sustain themselves, the warmth of belonging and love—who wouldn’t want that?

too bad his life is a sick joke being played by the stars and he can’t have that. he’s grown pessimistic over the years, so he isn’t proactive or open about this seemingly foolish desire of his

good thing he’s in diasomnia though HAHAHA