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[verystrxxwberry]

MOONLIGHT LOVERS CHRISTMAS HEADCANONS!

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: The first time celebrating Christmas in the mansion! Individual, long headcanons, routes x reader (not Neil I'm sorry, I have personal issues to write for this man) ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Merry Christmas! I wish you lots of happiness for these holidays and please stay safe. There might be misspellings, mb I did this quickly ily all.

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AARON

He has never considered Christmas as something that was very relevant. He has celebrated it with his mother, and even though they were happy together, he was always anxious about how his father would be and whether he would return or not. Aaron does not consider Christmas as something happy. Some people spend it all alone and the wild animals are the ones having a harder time with such low temperatures.

At the mansion, Ethan, Ivan and Beliath are the ones who bring the Christmas spirit, but Vladimir has always cut off their enthusiasm. Once you arrived and expressed your desire to celebrate it, oh, Aaron didn't hesitate for a second to talk with Vladimir and convince him to do something for Christmas.

He gladly helps with the decorations and the Christmas tree. He’d tell you to go do another thing to not tire yourself, but if you insist with helping, he will make sure you don’t get yourself injured. At some point he’d grab your waist and carry you so you reach higher spots for decoration.

Don’t let this man enter the kitchen during the Christmas noon as Vladimir is cooking the dinner because he will certainly steal some food. 

Aaron will probably invite random wild animals into the mansion so they do not freeze. (Vlad won’t be happy about it)

He dislikes snow and definitely prefers to stay inside, cuddling with you under the blanket and in front of the fire. But whenever it’s not snowing, he might accept to go visit the Christmas market!

He would buy you whatever you wanted if he wasn’t so broke. But will consent you with any pastries, a cheap necklace or ring you want! He’d feel bad if you left the Christmas market without trying anything.

Aaron adores how everyone seems to get along in the mansion during the Christmas dinner. He’s even more open to do jokes and explain stuff knowing there will be good vibes.

He compliments at any second he can about how good you look during your Christmas dinner outfit. Aaron might look at you with a lovesick smile without even realizing. He might be such a gentleman during that night (plus he considers you’re the best gift he could get for this celebration!).

He’s not good at all at gifting. And knowing how honest he is, he probably asked you about the stuff you needed so he could gift you most of those things (plus his kisses might be considered another gift)

He accepts wearing the typical Christmas sweaters only because you and Ivan insisted a lot. He doesn’t feel ashamed though.

Next morning he will try to convince everyone to go get churros with hot chocolate. 

BELIATH

December equals to Christmas for him. Every. Single. Day. He LOVES the Christmas spirit in the city, and it is one of the things he had loved about humans the most; their adorable excitement for this season.

And the moment he finds out you’d like to celebrate Christmas with them his heart quite melts inside his chest. “Oh, really? You’re so cuuuute,” and a great smooch to your forehead, “let’s perturb Vladimir then.” 

As he is decorating the mansion he is definitely singing to Christmas songs. And he will incite you to sing with him.

When he places the mistletoe in the doorway between the kitchen and the big living room, he might casually drag you there and play like he didn’t know the mistletoe was right on top of you… “My my, looks like we are under the mistletoe…” and giggles like a dumb teen. (He simply wants to kiss you)

He will purposely stop under any mistletoe of the city to kiss you.

He is the one in charge to do Christmas parties in home.

Obviously the Christmas day will be reserved only for the family (the other guys and you), and then moondance time! You’re invited ofc.

He’s very original with his Christmas dinner outfit. He REFUSES to wear any kind of ugly sweater, I’m sorry. Yet he braids his hair with some fancy accessories for hair (Christmas themed because he needs to fit the mood) He might find some elegant red pants and a stylish black shirt with a red tie. He truly thinks he ate with that outfit. And please tell him he did.

Vladimir has hit Beliath with his cane several times because he decides to play All I want for Christmas is you in a freaking loop randomly.

Beliath finds excitement in baking Christmas cookies but might end up causing a great disaster. Not because the cookies were burnt, but because the cookies didn’t even have any sort of healthy cookie appearance. They looked poisonous.

He is very good at picking gifts for everyone. He is very observant and knows what people need and want, so he makes mind-lists. A great plan for you two is to go shopping together! 

The most elaborated gift will be yours. You’re very special to him and he won’t only buy anything you need but will also consent you with silly little things.

And no, he’s not rich. He also uses his power in stores to make everyone believe he had paid for so many things.

RAPHAEL

He has a good memory of Christmas and actually likes this season due to how families seem to be more joined. And not going to lie he had wished to feel a sense of familiarity with the vampires at least once. He would like to see Beliath and Vladimir in the same place having fun, he would like to see Ivan and Ethan able to keep a decent and friendly conversation.

It was Raphael’s excitement for your request of celebrating Christmas that made Vladimir accept it. And Raphael was so grateful with you! 

Raphael can’t help much with the decoration, but he can yap about Christmas’ lore. He can also help by giving his opinion about the food to Vladimir (he’d advise him if it needs more salt, if it is burnt…)

He walks around the whole mansion with a blanket around his shoulders as if he was the king of a nation. He doesn’t like coldness and searches warmth whenever he has the chance, snuggling to you when you’re close to him. He also glues to Vladimir by accident just for warmth, even though the British vamp doesn’t complain (he knows that Raphael’s sensitive to coldness)

Drinks too much during the Christmas dinner that he is more talkative than usual. He might have his cheeks completely red and would be smiling more than usual. You along with Ethan and Ivan laughed a lot at this drunk facade of Raphael.

He’s very lovely and sweet with everyone during that night! You might even see him being so clingy with you, Aaron and even Vladimir. 

The hangover wasn’t so easy on him next morning :(.

He sends Aaron to buy gifts for you (he makes a great list of stuff for you). He is subtle with getting ideas for you, and he is most likely relying on his creative side to write a poem for you (if he could paint for you, he’d do it)

If you decide to bake something for Christmas he will offer himself as the main tester of your tarts and cookies.

He will let you gift him cute Christmas pajamas just because they are warmer and very comfy.

VLADIMIR

The reason why the vampires didn’t really celebrate Christmas was because of him. During these holidays he gets the most melancholic. He believes that everyone forces happiness during those days, and he never enjoyed them. He was certainly curious and was wondering how would it feel to do it with the guys, but why would he force it?

What he didn’t expect is that everyone had hopes of doing it thanks to you. You were truly a revolution for his life… yet it did take him time to accept. And even if he had a lot of questions, he ended up accepting.

You helped him to plan the events for the Christmas day. He somehow found the idea of a dinner pretty interesting and decided to be the one cooking. But he refused to wear some sort of silly accessory. Later in the dinner Beliath would place a Santa Claus hat on him, and he’d get grumpy like a grandpa.

But he had fun.

He was the one forcing Beliath and Aaron to set the decorations since they were tall.

Somehow you will find him smiling constantly during that day. And you knew that even if he didn’t express it openly, it was the first time he was enjoying Christmas so much. All his sad heart needed was the warmth of everyone’s presence in a friendly environment. 

He cried when he saw that everyone had a gift for him. He honestly believed that no one would give a single thing to him. He felt awful because he didn’t leave the mansion to buy a single gift.

But Vladimir is a kind person, and he wants to give what he received, and he wouldn’t accept to be empty-handed for so long he’d make sure to have a gift for all of you in less than a week.

He’s the best at wrapping gifts.

Have you ever seen Vladimir hugging someone else that wasn’t you in private? Well, that night he hugged everyone.

After the dinner he gave you a great session of love and cuddles. He was overwhelmed from the amount of warmth and happiness in his heart. You’d hold him in your arms as he cries from happiness :).

ETHAN 

He didn’t really celebrate it when he was a kid, but doesn’t think of Christmas as something bad. He likes it.  And he literally brags about having the Santa Claus village in Finland.

Don’t worry, if he is able to bring you there, he will. He is excited himself to go there.

Loves to play in the snow and will definitely throw a whole big ball of snow at you. He will get you to make snow angels with him, and he will feel as if he was once again a little happy kid. 

He will make you laugh so much when you’re both playing on the snow that even your tummy will hurt. 

Luckily he can not get sick, but you can. And spending so much time outside with him had its consequences. Ethan will say that it’s merely a skill issue, yet he’d feel terrible for making you fall ill during winter. But you won’t lose anything from what they all prepare, you just skip all the preparations which is lowkey good if you’re lazy.

Ethan will spend any free moment besides you, taking care of you. Don’t you dare to get up or he’s tying you up in the bed to rest (not kinkily). 

He is in charge of decorating the Christmas tree with Ivan, and more than once used the lights to wrap them aroun the young vamp. Luckily you aren’t sick enough and can separate them, or they will end up like a cat and dog.

He brings all the ugly Christmas accessories to the dinner and forces everyone to put on something. The board games can’t be forgotten either.

And he will print those pics and stick them into the walls of everyone’s room!! He aggressively forces them, but it’s his adorable small sign of affection towards the others. He is more open with his affection towards you though.

It’s impressive how much does this man eat during the dinner, not even Aaron was capable to win his large stomach.

This man is supposed to not drink alcohol, please control him or next day he might be throwing up all he consumed the last day.

He has a tiny Christmas tree in his bedroom.

Pretty decent with his gift picking. He prefers to give practical gifts and not spend much money.

But he is truly chaotic to wrap the gifts. You can always tell that he wrapped it because it is TERRIBLE.

IVAN

After Halloween, Christmas is one of those holidays which heals his inner child so badly:(. He had a great time during this month with his family, he even had the opportunity to do trips with his family as a way to celebrate Christmas.

He is excited about iceskating and literally spends weeks telling you to go.

When you finally go he ends up with a few bruises from the amount of times he has fallen. And of course a new trauma for him.

Anyway he had fun with going out with you so that’s more than enough.

Ivan wears every single day of December those ugly Christmas sweaters. And he will give you a few of them so you both can go around matching sweaters! 

He is a great enjoyer of seasonal movies and will force you to have cuddling sessions every night and watch any random movie from his laptop.

He drags you to decorate the Christmas tree with him. And you’ll see him smile like a little kid a lot, he’s honestly very happy!

During the dinner he is mainly trying all the plates on the table, too focused on eating to talk. 

He has a lot of fun playing board games (tries to cheat on them but ain’t subtle about it)

He makes the most random gifts to everyone because he has no idea about what to give any of you. He apologizes but at least he makes the moment funnier.

Don’t expect him to be elegant during the dinner. He’s gonna wear Santa’s hat and grinch socks. And he is proud of his outfit!

Do not let him bake anything, for everyone’s sake.

Offers you to spend the whole Christmas night awake, but he dies (falls asleep) the moment he finds a comfy spot in your chest. 

This baby is perfectly aware that now that you live with them, every Christmas will be great and will feel different with you in them. 

✰; remember to reblog and like to support my content, I hope you enjoyed it! Merry Christmas and happy new year everyone!

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Old drawing I did of Ethan from moonlight lovers… kinda looks like Gojo but idc this fandom needs more art

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My top five Arsenal players to get to know me (except it's entirely false bc everyone is my favorite always)

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Aaron Lee! Another miraculous ladybug oc. His twin is @cockabeetle's kid. Together they're the guardians and he's the holder of the dragon kwami!

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I love stoppage time goals. I love hearing the crowd gasp then boo. I love DeAndre Yedlin.

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dodgers winning ws reference..

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BETTER LUCK TOMORROW - three ! breaking principles

pairing : nishimura riki x reader

synopsis : after being in the wrong place at the wrong time, you (as well as your friends), were framed for the death of your brother and disappearance of your boyfriend. you all had no hope. no job, no money, none of you were even allowed to graduate. at least, until a stubborn kid on a dance scholarship suddenly acts as your savior, riki helps clear your name all for the sake of a school project.

this episode contains the following : swearing, mentions of death, court dates, house arrest, violating parole, and juvie + jail

authors note - these last few days were so busy cz halloween, school, (and the dodgers winning the ws!!) all that stuff😭

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the two stood in front of your house.

despite jungwon telling riki not to do so, he knew there was no point in trying to change his mind.

you weren’t hard to find, because they knew you still lived with your family (aka heeseungs old house). so riki didn’t hesitate to drive straight to your place.

but he did hesitate to ring the doorbell.

jungwon watched as riki reached out, before drawing his hand back every few seconds. he grew so tired of standing in the hot sun, until eventually pressing the button himself.

they expected your mom or your other older brother to answer, literally anyone but you.

“oh, jungwon? i was wondering who was at the door. well, wow. this is.. this is really awkward. you haven’t come by since the funeral.” you coughed.

“hi yn.” he smiled. “i know, it’s been a while.”

“whos this?” you ask, pointing your head in riki’s direction.

“what? seriously? i was one of heeseungs friends. i came around just as often as jungwon!” he exclaimed.

“im sorry, i don’t remember all of my brothers- i mean, heeseung. i don’t remember all of heeseungs friends. but, look. i get that it’s been a while since we’ve all met, but i think you guys should go.”

“wait yn!” jungwon called out right before you closed the door.

“don’t you wanna know why we’re here?” he asked.

you frowned slightly as you thought on the matter, before nodding your head.

“fine, go ahead.” you sighed.

“senior project. you remember, don’t you? for college apps-” “i never got to apply. i wasn’t even allowed to graduate.” you said sternly, cutting riki off. “you remember, don’t you?”

riki turned with wide eyes to face jungwon for an idea on what to say next, but jungwon only mouthed the words ‘hurry before she tells us to leave again’.

“we want to reinvestigate that issue before your next court date because-”. he cleared his throat aggressively as he carefully chose the next few words. “because we heard you violated your parole.” riki swallowed, but it wasn’t enough. his face fell as he watched your expression change.

“you’re saying you think you can solve my case for your final project? nice fucking try you two, but not even my lawyer could help me out as you can see here.” you scoffed, before sticking your leg out from behind the door, to point out the ankle monitor you wore.

“house arrest. huh.” riki muttered.

“it’s worth a shot. we might be able to prevent you from being incarcerated again. and clear any charges from your record if we can prove it wasn’t you.” jungwon stepped in, beginning to ramble.

“yeah. jungwons mom is an attorney! and his sister is studying law.” riki smiled. but, he paused when you raised your hand in a way that screamed the words ‘stop talking’.

“listen, as much as i appreciate the gesture, i think im the last person you want to free. everyone’s seen me as the person who killed her brother and boyfriend, for the last 3 years. nothing else. if you want answers, go interview one of the others who were framed. aeri got out around the same time as me.”

“but yn- you were lucky you only got juvie! even after you turned 18. if this next court session doesn’t go well, you could go into like, a real jail!” riki exclaimed with wide eyes.

“goodbye riki. nice seeing you jungwon.” you nod, before slamming the door in their faces.

“well that couldn’t have gone any worse.” he sighed.

“you know what, im going home. i still have that french exam to study for. but uh- i have some theories. i’ll see you around man.” jungwon huffed, patting riki on the shoulder before he walked off your front porch.

riki followed without a second thought, before they both eventually split ways.

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[miley1442111]

hi!!!!! I love your writing so much, and I loved insomniac, and i was wondering if we could get some more aaron and insomniac reader? I just thought it was so cute!!

thank you ml!

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treatment plan (part 1)- a.hotchner

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a/n: thank you so much for requesting, I love this series (as a fellow insomnia girly)

summary: aaron oversteps and it starts a fight.

pairing: aaron hotchner x insomnia! reader

warnings: angst, discussions of insomnia and feeling 'different' because of it, mental health, crying, no happy ending, aaron is an asshole, fighting

part of this au:

insomniac

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Aaron didn’t always know what to do in these situations. He’d never had trouble sleeping, he was lucky like that. He realised very early into your relationship that he was lucky. He didn’t stay up for the simple fact of not being able to sleep often, he wasn’t worrying constantly about whether or not he’d get enough sleep to function the next day, he wasn’t brought to doctor after doctor only to be told the same thing time and again. “Sorry, we can’t help you,” or “No one here specialises in that,” or, his personal least favourite; “You can’t be helped, sorry.”

He knew he was lucky he didn’t have to go through the things you did. He didn’t have to worry about what insomnia would mean for his future health, what not sleeping would do to his body. 

You weren’t lucky. 

Every night was a battle, ever since you were a kid. You’d kick and scream, and even now, often you’d end up in tears. It was awful, and incurable somehow, at least in your case.

Yet, Aaron didn’t want to stop looking for a solution, and that’s how you ended up sleeping at Penelope’s place, your eyes red-rimmed and puffy, and a dumb rom-com on the TV. 

Fuck him. 

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4 hours earlier. 

Aaron walked into your shared home with his briefcase in his hand. You’d gotten off work an hour ago and come home to cook dinner. You were in the kitchen.

“Hey baby,” you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck as he walked in. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips, then smiled down at you. 

“How are you?” he asked, but everytime he asked, there was another question underneath it, one he’d stopped asking because it would always end in a fight. ‘Did you sleep?’ 

Aaron had left early that morning, and he felt good when he saw you asleep in your bed, and he was as silent as humanly possible while getting ready, so he’d hoped he hadn’t woken you. 

“Fine,” you nodded, going back to your cooking. “Work was boring, but Lucy’s leaving so we have to go to her farewell party on Friday- if you’re around-”

“You have the sleep test on Friday night honey, we can’t go, remember?” 

You sighed. “I cancelled it. I can always do it another time.”

Aaron was in shock. You’d cancelled the appointment? The appointment that was there to help you, to help you feel better. “Why would you do that Bug?”

“Because Lucy is one of my best friends, plus it’s not like the sleep test is going to work, so it doesn’t matter,” you shrugged and Aaron felt his blood boil. 

In recent months, you’d become what he would call ‘complacent’ with your condition. You saw it as accepting it. After years of being told you were incurable, why should you search for a cure? They were the professionals, and you’d seen more than 60 doctors about this, in your entire lifetime. That didn’t bode well with Aaron. He would fight to the ends of the Earth for you, and he planned on trying to fight this for as long as it took, but that would only work if you were fighting too, which you weren’t. 

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself. “We were on that waitlist for a year Y/n.”

“I was on that waitlist for a year, and I decided I don’t want to do it anymore, it’s my health,” you shrugged and served him up his plate. “Now tell me about your day.”

“We still need to talk about this,” he scolded, sitting across from you at your kitchen table. “You just decided to stop treatment?” His eyes were darker than usual, his signature 'negotiating stare’ trying to make you feel small. Not that Aaron himself was trying to make you small, just that you always felt… different when he looked at you like that. Strange. 

“I don’t know why you can’t grasp that I’ve accepted my condition?” You scoffed. “You don’t need to worry anymore, maybe this will be good for me! I’m always so worried, and so are you, even Jack notices it for fuck’s sake! My insomnia has controlled my entire fucking life, and I’m sick of it, so yes Aaron, I decided to stop treatment,” you weren’t exactly shouting, but you weren’t calm and collected. You were at your wits end, completely. You hadn’t slept in two days, you were bordering on exhausted, and you planned to take one of the sleeping pills you had, (even though you’re slightly allergic), an allergy medication, and sleep for 15 hours straight. You were very happy Jack wasn’t meant to be back from his cousin’s house until at least after 4pm tomorrow. 

“That sleep study is the closest we’ve ever been! Why would you cancel it? I understand you’re frustrated-” he started, but you cut him off. 

“You don’t understand Aaron. You don’t understand. How could you? When you go to sleep, it’s simply that, sleep. To me it’s so much more, so much anxiety, so many negative thoughts, so much awful shit, so many shitty sleeples nights since I was a fucking kid! And you don’t understand that, and I'm not asking you to, but I’m asking you to accept my decision over my body Aaron. I can’t deal with this anxiety anymore around something as simple as sleeping. I feel like I have no control anymore, so this is me taking back control Aaron-” You felt yourself welling up with tears. His face was set in stone, silently judging you.

“There’s better ways to take back control of your life Y/n-”

“Tell me!” you shouted. He stayed silent. “Exactly.”

“This isn’t healthy, you’re going to hurt yourself more Y/n,” he cautioned and you scoffed, a sick smile on your face, bred from your frustration and desperation. 

“Aaron, what more damage can I do to myself?-”

“I don’t want to wake up someday and have you not remember me!” He shouted. That was low. You were terrified of memory loss diseases like Alzheimer’s and Dementia. 

You stared at him for a minute, small tears pushing past your ‘emotionless’ exterior. “That was low Aaron.” 

“It’s the truth.” 

“No it’s not, it’s your truth. Don’t mix that up,” you cautioned. 

“Am I not allowed to be worried about my fiance?” he asked, but in that stupid condescending voice that made you want to smack him. 

“Aaron please just stop,” you groaned, looking down into your food. This was going to turn into a lecture. This was going to break you. You were right on the edge, hanging on by a thread. And Aaron cut it clean with his next words. 

“You’re being selfish.” 

You blocked the rest of his speech out. Selfish. You were selfish. Selfish was silently crying so he could sleep. Selfish was indulging every single one of his stupid sleep tests and doctors even if you were in pain and exhausted. Selfish was being poked and prodded by doctor after doctor that he brought you to, in hopes of finding a cure. Selfish was hiding your condition’s worst parts (migraines, mood swings, anxiety, memory loss,and everything else) so he wouldn’t worry.

Right, you were selfish. 

You got up and grabbed your jacket, keys, and phone, and you left the house. You ran into your car, Aaron hot on your heels with his booming voice screaming over you, pushing you further. Your car was cold, thus the pleasures of Washington. You shrugged it off and started driving, Aaron was trying to stop you, you didn’t let him. 

Fuck him, he was the selfish one. 

You drove to Penelope’s without another thought, just letting yourself cry. You couldn’t let this condition define you anymore, and you won’t let it define your relationship either. If Aaron didn’t understand that, maybe he wasn’t the right one. 

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With the shitty rom-com over and Penelope heading for bed, you made your makeshift bed on the couch, and tried as hard as you could to sleep, but you ended up just thinking about it all, all night long. 

What a great Friday night.

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Stunning 1880 Italianate Victorian Painted Lady in Claysville, Pennsylvania. 5bds, 4ba, $475K. For that price, this gorgeous home is a bargain.

So many original features are seen the moment you enter the hall. There's a beautiful newel post, a large stained glass window on the landing, and on the left you can see a bit of a fancy fireplace.

The first sitting room has a lovely carved fireplace.

The millwork in this home is amazing.

The fireplace that was glimpsed from the hallway is in this sitting room.

The dining room looks like a step back in time.

This is a good kitchen reno. They chose vintage-y cabinets with wood that matches the rest of the house.

Pretty tile backsplash and although it's more of a galley kitchen, it's pretty big.

At the other end of the kitchen is a nicely sized everyday dining area, plus a counter with stools.

The stairway features a gracefully curving rail.

The landing is beautiful.

This bedroom has a fireplace and a little ivy mural.

This bath is professionally painted and has a nice reproduction tub and sink.

The primary bedroom is elegant.

Amazing primary en-suite has a copper tub, Victorian water tank toilet and a repro Victorian shower. A sink cabinet was made from an antique dresser.

Another pretty room and look at the mirror over the sinks.

It also has an etched glass door on the shower and a jetted soaker tub.

The hallways are so pretty.

In the back of the house is a carport, a large wraparound porch, and look at the pattern on the roof, plus the tower. This home is gorgeous.

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FIC: I KNOW YOU TOO WELL

Aaron knows more about Emily than she thinks. Post ML.

Read over on AO3 : I KNOW YOU TOO WELL

[verystrxxwberry]

Hi Alex! I had a thought based on my OC for Moonlight Lovers: How would the guys react to a reader (their S/O) who can read minds but cannot control it? They doesn't want to be invasive, but cannot control their power. You could explain what kind of thoughts do they have and how they get to know this power about their s/o.

Thank you so much! I send you lots of love<3

MOONLIGHT LOVERS; "I know what you’re thinking"

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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: What if the reader could read minds? Reader x individual characters, all routes, suggestive on Beliath, sfw in general. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hii! You’ve got me curious about your OC now, it seems very interesting the idea of a character with such power haha. And this was very fun to write as well!! I truly hope you enjoy this! I'm sorry for any misspellings. I hope you had a great Sunday :).

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AARON

You wouldn’t need to read his mind because whatever he thinks, he constantly voices it out loud. Still, there are things that he doesn’t talk about because he doesn’t see the need for that. His thoughts were for himself, but with you… he felt seen. Sometimes too much. There were times when he would think something –a doubt, an old wound, even a phrase he didn't dare say– and you would respond as if he had said it out loud. Not once or twice. Many. And although at first he attributed it to an emotional connection, to that rare chemistry that couples sometimes have, something deep down didn't quite fit.

The suspicion wasn't born out of one thing. It was more of an accumulation: phrases that you answered before they were spoken, changes in your mood that coincided with thoughts of his that he didn't even fully understand. You had constant headaches in which you requested him silence even when he was in silence – yet he was still thinking and that added noise.

One night, as you both laid in bed together, he decided to think about how thirsty he was, even if it was a lie, repeating how weak he felt because he hadn’t had blood in so long… and then you said, “I think you might need my blood.”

Aaron looked at you with a raised eyebrow, “uh… so... are you sure you cannot read minds?” he suggested, “I’m not really thirsty.”

You panicked a little, and your reaction was like a confirmation for him. He didn’t seem surprised though. “I… am sorry, Aaron. I swear I can’t control it. I don’t want to do it. But whenever you’re close or your feelings are too intense… I just hear them.” Your heartbeat was ridiculously fast you worried it could explode.

Aaron didn’t seem mad at all. Instead, he calmly nodded. “That explains a lot,” he mumbled, his hand reassuringly caressing your arm, “that’s alright, I can’t blame you. I just want to know how could I protect you from hearing the things you don’t want to hear.” 

He feels bad for you and the headaches you can get from dealing with so many noises. Your pain was like migraines, and you couldn’t stand it occasionally, so he’d guide you towards your room and would leave you alone to rest until you felt better. He’d even control that the others do not get close to your room so you do not hear them by accident.

Honestly, he doesn’t want to know any thoughts from others, because he knows you don’t really want to dig so personally in others’ minds. So he’d be glad if you keep to yourself whatever you hear from others, unless they are enemies and you bring relevant information.

BELIATH

Superficially, his thoughts were what everyone expected from him: inside jokes, sarcastic remarks, plans for the holidays, strategies to get his prey. Although it is known that his vampiric side makes him feel guilty for what he is, for that incubus side that makes him have such sexual thoughts. He has repressed, almost wild desires; thoughts of how not to hurt anyone he has affection for; musings about his nature. 

When he first met you, his thoughts were more entertaining; not to mention a bit of an ego boost for you... It started with some confusion, very adorable and oddly human of him. He had an internal struggle because of the change you made him have, because of the desire to care for you and not use you like just another person.

As an incubus, he is used to physical attraction, but with you there is an emotional connection that disarms him. His thoughts become sweeter, more protective. The development of thoughts he has is adorable.

But sometimes he cannot control those thoughts of having you in his arms, kissing you or doing something further beyond what’s considered pure.

One of those times he was thinking about you, he noticed you were suddenly very flustered and nervous around him. “Curious…” you heard him mumble on his thoughts, then he said, “Oh? Is that… a spider behind them?” and your panicked reaction made him burst out laughing. “So you were listening all the time? And didn’t say anything at all??  I’m hurt, darling,” he said in joke.

"Gods, I'm sorry," you sighed in relief as you checked that he was mocking you with the spider thing. "I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just... I don't do it on purpose, alright?"

Beliath doesn’t actually mind about your power, he is just worried about how things around you can affect you. He is aware of many thoughts you have heard from him that probably did hurt him. One day he randomly apologized on his thoughts, as you were cuddling, and he held you tightly.

You looked up at him, “what are you apologizing for?” you asked, confused.

“It’s easier to think about it than to say it out loud. Call me coward. I kinda am,” he mumbles as he buries your head onto the crook of his neck, so you won’t be looking at him.

He also finds this power very useful for certain stuff, and will use it as a way of communicating with you in a way that no one else hears. Sometimes throwing you the nastiest words, sometimes gossiping about something that’s happening at the moment around you and others planning stuff. He’d use this power of yours to make fun of strangers in public whenever someone does something cringy, so you both end up giggling without “sharing words” or a simple glance.

RAPHAEL

He has always been a quiet man. One of those who do not raise his voice, who thinks twice before speaking, and who carries his emotions like someone who carries something of value in his pocket: not to hide it, but because he knows that it is not necessary to show it all the time.

His thoughts were like a calm river. Reflective, sometimes repetitive, always with that inner murmur that only those who feel alone even in company understand well. There were things he never said out loud. Doubts, small insecurities, fleeting thoughts that crossed his mind like birds that don't stop.  He also used to read to himself, so no one could hear him talking - which means free audiobooks lol.

Raphael doesn’t suspect anything at all about you hearing his thoughts. And you are quite glad that even his thoughts are pretty quiet. He is constantly talking on his mind, but they aren’t loud thoughts. 

You were wondering about how to tell him this power of yours, feeling a little bit uneasy for his reaction. Would he feel hurt for not knowing that for so long? Or would he think that you were too invasive and do not feel respected?

You sighed, caressing your temples and being visibly stressed. And even if he couldn’t see, he sensed your frustration. “What’s wrong, my dear?” he asks calmly, closing the book and aiming his head towards your direction. You took a deep breath. He seemed worried, and you knew he’d overthink if you didn’t say anything at all. 

“There is something I must confess,” you started, trying to find the words. He nodded calmly, as a way to show you that he was listening. “Since I was a kid… I’ve been able to hear what people can think. And I know it sounds crazy, but I can’t really control it. I don’t want to be invasive.” You took a breath, seeing how his face remained neutral, and his body seemed relaxed anyway. “At first, it was impossible with you. Your thoughts are... very organized. Very quiet. Like a closed library. But when we started spending more time together, it changed. You started thinking louder.”

Your last sentence made him chuckle quietly, “I’ve been told that I talk a lot when I am comfortable,” he commented. 

“Don’t you have any problem with… this? Like, I don’t really want to make you feel uncomfortable by not being able to think freely or… whatever,” you spoke with uncertainty in your voice. He shook his head.

“Not at all,” his smile didn’t fade at all. “Thank you for listening to me without interrupting,” he thought this time, making you both share a laugh. And honestly, you never experience those headaches with him because he is always quiet.

VLADIMIR

His thoughts don't match the way he speaks. He seems calm, even cold at times, but inside he's at war. You don't know if continuing to listen to him is okay; it feels like you're reading his diary without permission. But there is something in his thoughts that holds you: the tenderness that he doesn't allow himself to show. Vladimir is very overthinker about everything. He has constant memories of his childhood, feeling a certain melancholy and regret in the face of certain cases; other moments where he simply organizes his day mentally.

But when he starts thinking about you... things change a lot. At first he used to think that you would not last long by his side, that you would realize that you are wasting your time. He wonders why you look at him with so much love, why you are not afraid of the creature he is.

You didn't want to tell him. You thought that if you told him, he would feel betrayed. But one night, while you were helping him clean up the garden, you heard him say, “Shit, I forgot the watering can.”

To which you replied with “I'll get it, don't worry,” you looked at him with a smile. Vladimir looked at you with a small frown.

“Mm?” he hums in confusion. 

“The watering can, I'll go get it,” you repeated to him, as if it was obvious. Vladimir was very confused, looking at you as if he had seen a paranormal occurrence.

“But I didn't say anything...” he holds the cane firmly while looking at you, ”did you read my m-...”

“I swear it's unintentional,” you said hastily, his expression full of confusion. “I never meant to read thoughts, it's something I have no control over.” Vladimir nods and sits on a bench, without an audible thought. You were filled with a certain fear of his reaction.

Then you heard him think, “maybe this means... I don't have to hide anymore.” He is kinda glad that you can listen to his thoughts, because it feels better to think some stuff than to say them. And he is shy as well.

ETHAN

Ethan's thoughts are a chaotic storm, with a thousand ideas at once and many unfiltered. Some are impulsive, considering whether to smash someone's face in, considering why people look at him a certain way... and certainly, as a survival instinct, Ethan's thoughts are often defensive. There are also cracks where he sneaks in what he really feels, not wanting to ruin what he has with you or being at peace when he's alone with you. And there are other times in which his thoughts are mainly in finnish or focused on medicine.

Thanks to you he's starting to think before he acts. Not always. But at least he starts.

He took you on a date at Moondance; nothing too formal, but he's proud to take you there because it's his place. He feels special, relaxed, almost happy. His attention is on you, smiling more than ever before, he doesn't even think about anything else from how happy he is to have you there. But then, from the other side of the bar, there's a guy watching you.

It's not a casual stare: it's insistent, lustful and brazen. Ethan notices, and his thoughts are triggered as always: “What's this asshole staring at? If he gets any closer, I'll punch him so hard he won't get up. Maybe I should talk to him when they go to the bathroom...”

With an urgent tone you grabbed his hand, saying “Ethan, no! Don't do that!” as if he was a dog. He looked at you in confusion, laughing a little confused.

“Don't do what?” his opposite hand covers yours.

“Nothing... just... you know, keep cool,” you told him, getting more nervous than you'd like.

From then on he got a little stressed, and you could hear his doubts. Once you were both about to reach the mansion, he stopped, “I want to ask you a question, but no evasions,” he began. You sighed, turning to address his curiosity. “Why did you tell me not to do anything before? No one had done anything, not even me. What did you think I was going to do?”

“I just felt it,” you excused yourself, receiving a slightly dry laugh from him. “Look... I knew there was that man and I just...”

“You didn't see him, honey,” he told you, crossing his arms, expectant for the truth. “I didn't even tell you anything, or point anything out about him to you.” You take a moment to respond. Your lips half-open, then close again. As if the words were a string that, when pulled, might break something.

“It's just that you were... screaming it inside,” you mutter, to which he looks at you with more confusion.

“Excuse me?” then you began to explain about your power, to which he simply looked at you with a blank expression. “So... you know everything about me. You know I think you're going to get tired of me?” you nodded, "and that I'm scared too," again you nodded. His expression relaxed and he shook his head, “well, I think a lot of idiotic things, but one thing is clear,” you tilted your head, intrigued.

“What?”

“That if there's anyone who can handle the mess that I am... it's someone who's already heard it all and didn't run away,” he tells you with a small smile and puts his hand on your back to guide you inside. At first, Ethan sees it as a threat. Then as a painful mirror. But as he begins to accept that he doesn't need to hide who he is...he begins to see it as a gift. Because with you, he doesn't have to act. Just be himself.

IVAN

His thoughts are so loud oml. It’s pure brainrot mixed with his emo moments (I’m sorry 😭but he also has his bad moments ok). He has a loop of mixed TikTok audios and new memes on his mind, which he always ends up keeping as vocal stims. And man, it’s so exhausting. It makes your head hurt most of the time. You are grateful whenever his thoughts are kind of thoughting, with some sense… but then it starts again. He also feels guilty of his condition of vampire and is naturally insecure. Starting with the fact that he doesn’t understand why you love him that way. His thoughts sometimes breaks your heart a tiny bit. 

He is pretty oblivious to any sign you gave him, such as trying to distract him when his thoughts got negative or reassuring him. You also followed his brainrot sometimes, and he just continued by saying “haha! I was just thinking about that!” Yeah… and you are well aware of that.

The room is barely illuminated by the dim light coming in from the window. The wind stirs the curtains slightly and everything is in that comfortable silence that settles in just before sleep. He is lying on his side, looking at you. You are on your back, but he knows you are not asleep yet. Your breathing is too conscious.

In his mind, a loop of ideas begins to play out. As always.

“What if I told them that I once mistook ketchup for blood? God... no, that was pathetic.”

"Shit... no, that's too weird anyway. I'm a vampire, they won't be comfortable..."

“How can they sleep peacefully with me next to them?”

“I don't deserve them.”

“I don't deserve them. I don't deserve them.”

You turn slowly. He freezes. He hasn't said a word.

“Hey... The ketchup thing sounds like an amazing story,” you say quietly, looking at him with a small smile. “You have a very noisy mind for this hour.” He stares at you. He swallows.

“What the-” Your smile was one of guilt in front of his confusion.

“And about me not deserving you... you're dead wrong,” A thick silence falls over both of you. He sits up slightly, his eyes wide.

“What are you saying?” he asks you, genuinely confused. 

“That... I heard you,” you said, lowering your gaze. It was time to confess, “I always have.” He says nothing. The air in his chest stops, as if every thought is trying to escape all at once, as if it's suddenly dangerous to keep feeling. You continue, carefully. “Not by choice, Ivan. It's not something I can control. I just... listen to what you think. Sometimes like a whisper, sometimes like a scream. It's like you're very close, always.”

He pulls away a little, gaze focused on some invisible point in front of him. Then he murmurs, “My God, how embarrassing...” He takes a deep breath, “Sorry, I don't know how to think quietly.”

You start laughing, “It's okay. I just... worry that you live your whole life believing you don't deserve to be loved,” you mused, grabbing his wrist and making him lie down once more. “I deserve you as much as you deserve me,” He looks at you as if he's seeing something impossible. Then he lowers his gaze and releases, almost in a whisper:

“Thank you...”

You lean in close, resting your forehead on his. “I love you. We've already overcome a lot together, haven't we? Including these insecurities. I am going to help you to face them, because I love you."

And in that instant, for the first time in years, the chaos inside him gets quiet. Mainly the insecurities. The brainrot will continue.

NEIL

The first time you tried to read Neil's mind, you felt something... strange. Like a barrier of thick fog, beyond which there were no clear thoughts, just an ancient, dense, dark presence. You thought you were tired. Or that he simply had a complex mind. But you tried again. And again. Every time you did, you ran into that same wall... until, one night, the wall looked back at you.

You were in his room, drinking wine. You were talking about books, about art, about strange dreams you'd been having since you met him.

It was very strange how you always heard things from anyone else, but not him. Then, without saying anything, you tried again: you focused your mind, you stretched your perception towards his... and you felt something move. A whisper. Not a word, but a sensation: “Again, little one?”

The wine went down the wrong way and you coughed. Neil smiled, that smile of his that didn't show teeth, that showed amusement.

“Something wrong?“ He asked, his voice as soft as honey, his hand gently patting your back to help the coughing to cease. You looked at him, trying to hide your shock. Your pulse quickened.

“Nothing. I thought I... heard something weird.” He tilted his head at your response, like a cat watching something interesting. His eyes twinkled for a second.

“Sometimes thoughts echo, don't they? Especially when you push them where you shouldn't,” he mused in a soft murmur, his gaze never leaving yours. You felt the air freeze.

“Do you...?”

“I know what you're trying, honey. For weeks now. It was funny at first. But it's starting to get adorable now,” he chuckled in a low tone as he watched your lips parting in surprise, unable to say anything. He leaned forward, so close you could feel the citrus scent his body emanated. “If you want to know who I am, you could ask,” he murmured, ”though I'm not sure if you want to know all the answers.”

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“Many Hands” is a Kickstarter “Project We Love!”

We’re over the moon to share that Many Hands: An Anthology of Polyamorous Erotica has been named a Kickstarter “Project We Love.” This keeps up our streak – this is our fifth Kickstarted anthology, and all five have been named “Projects We Love,” highlighting our track record for honestly describing our projects, meeting our goals, and fulfilling our campaigns with fidelity.

Many Hands has also been added to Kickstarter’s July Event “Heartstrings and Hardbacks,” focused on promoting romance book projects this summer! Not every story in Many Hands is a romance, and it’s an honor for Kickstarter to decide we qualify for the event.

We introduced our new anthology in our announcement post – 15 stories! Amazing authors! Scrumptious smut! – so join us as we take a moment to introduce our campaign merchandise! We’re offering six lovely extras across two tiers – a “basic merch” level and an “all the merch” level.

Basic Merchandise

Our third backer tier includes the book in trade paperback and these three awesome items – a new Dux sticker, an art print, and a bookmark! These items are also each available as add-ons to people who back at any level that includes physical merchandise. NOT SHOWN: The front cover art print is too explicit for Tumblr; rather than get this post flagged, you can view the image using this link.

(make sure you click on the right-side image to see the whole thing!)

Polyamorous Dux Die-Cut Sticker: Alessa Riel is back with a brand-new dux design, featuring multiple dux and their many wings! Dux is our non-binary Press mascot (you can learn more about Dux here), and for this campaign, Dux is getting their snuggle on with two duck friends. 4 in x 2 in/10.25 cm x 5 cm. (Printed by Vograce.)

Art Print of the Front Cover: a gorgeous matte print of the front cover art. 8.5 in x 11 in./21.5 cm x 28 cm. Art by Aaron Kotze. (Printed by Printkeg.) You can view the cover here.

Many Hands Bookmark: this lovely tasseled, glossy bookmark features a second artwork by cover artist Aaron Kotze. On the back are the signatures of the contributors. 2 in x 7 in/5 cm x 17.75 cm. (Printed by UPrinting.)

Higher-Tier Merchandise

To get the all the merchandise, backers can support us for our highest-level tier, which includes the three “basic merchandise” items introduced above, and also an enamel pin, enamel key chain, and a citrus-and-mint scented candle! The only way to get the candle is to back at this level; the two enamelware items are available as add-ons to lower levels.

Lemon Love Candle: a gorgeous mint-and-citrus scented candle in a 3 oz/85 ml metal tin, approximately 2 in/5 cm circular, made by anthology contributor Alec J. Marsh of Speculative Wicktion.

Poly Pride Dragon Key Chain: an awesome, cute key chain featuring a design inspired by the original polyamorous pride flag. Art is by reshipkmn. Epoxy-coated soft enamel with gold metal. 1.5 in x 1 in/3.75 cm x 2.5 cm. (Manufactured by Alchemy.)

Poly Pride Salamander Enamel Pin: this super sweet salamander is bedecked in the colors of the 2022 tricolor polyamory flag. Art is by reshipkmn. 2 in x 2 in/5 cm x 5 cm. Epoxy-coated soft enamel with black metal. (Manufactured by Alchemy.)

Tons of books and merchandise from our previous campaigns is also available as add-ons, which means no matter what merch you like, odds are we’ll have something you’ll enjoy!

AND you’ll get an amazing, spicy book TOO!

See something you gotta have? Come check out our Kickstarter campaign page NOW!

[dwindlebunnies]

I'm reading Only a Monster by Vanessa Len and it reads like a Miraculous Ladybug AU with Marinette and Felix as the main characters. Felinette isn't even one of my main ML ships but I can appreciate it. Felinette shippers, this book if for you. Look at the pretty cover.

Edit: Joan = Marinette, Aaron = Felix, Ruth = Alya, Nick = Lucas? I don't think Adrian is in this one at all.

[iamgonnagetyouback]

hi ml!! who’s your top 10 of book girlfriends and boyfriends? 🫶🏻

hii lua !! and i'm gonna do a bit cheating and only mention 6 cause i'm really blanking out on all the books i've ever read (in no particular order btw)

book boyfriends - rhys larsen, christian harper, alex volkov, aaron blackford, kai azer, wes bennett book girlfriends - bridget von ascheberg, liz buxbaum, jules ambrose, stella alonso, paedyn gray, hermione granger (i've no idea if she's valid here but she's so cool)

꒰🧩꒱ ! games: send me random asks

[tamlindain]

if you think utm Rhys abusing Feyre was horrible shatter me’s ML takes it up a few notches and I think SJM plagiarized like a whole chunk of shatter me for Feyre’s inner dialogue at one point (and I think there was a character assassination iirc)

Okay yeah, I really would compare Adam to Tamlin and Aaron to Rhysand from what I heard and how much I read so yeah think I might just not bother picking it up again then lol. Thanks Nonnie!