#not cause of the show itself. but more cause im terrified of the fandom

[sir-fluffbutts]

can you draw adam from hazbin hotel?

sorry, i don't fw that show 🧍‍♂️

[mye-chi]

‎‎ ‎‎‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ Assigning Mili Songs      ‎  ‎‎   ‎‎‎‎          ‎To Aphverse Characters

i did this for another fandom i'm in ages ago and since mili makes up a fraction of my pheonix drop playlist i was like... why not? its my mental breakdown and i get to choose the music! /ref

Aphmau — Mortal With You

Does it get easier with time for the immortal? If I was born normal If I become normal, can I stay close?

Take my hand Pull me from the dark You're my only treasure History was too stubborn to let me be A regular girl in a regular world Regular thoughts, regular love

while i think summoning 101 is an equally good fit for aphmau based on vibes and her starry-eyed introduction to the world, man do i love mortal with you.

i've really fallen love the concept that aphmau was created for irene to experience mortalhood with her reincarnated friends, and aphmau subsequently rejecting her divinity for the normalcy of being a simple lord in a simple village with her guards and dogs. in the big bang discord there was a discussion about aphmau feeling the pressure of being a goddess to the point where she begins to wear a veil and i just... i think about it so much. aphmau no one gets you like i do.

Garroth — Ga1ahad and Scientific Witchery

The witches can't be loved So bravely I fought They fell and failed My Lady doesn't wilt

No forgiveness for this endless love My goddess never looked at me

KNIGHT BOY GETS THE KNIGHT SONG BABY ❗️❗️❗️💥💥💥

*grips your shoulders* okay so basically ga1ahad and the scientific witchery is about a knight who's dedicated to purging witches in the name of his lady. he's dies and is revived by a witch who creates a new cyborg body for him. though he continues to hate the witch, its revealed that she genuinely loves him, and they both end up killing one another.

and i just think this is such a good representation of esmund's eternal devotion to irene causing his reincarnation to fall inlove with her over and over again. doomed soulmates my beloved.

Laurance — From A Place Of Love

It's hard to describe what I'm feeling at the moment Are you (Uh-huh?) Uhm (Yes?) I mean (You're) In love with me

Now I regret Wish we were dead Before we started feeding on each other Blood is thicker But the drink I prefer is water

i was torn between highlighting this song or bathtub mermaid but honestly i'm not too stoked about the lullaby quality of both songs. i dunno i feel like he deserves something a bit more high energy! something to dance to!

but for what it is i really like from a place of love. innocently falling inlove before being subjected to The Horrors™ and the terrifying wedding imagery ties it all together. werewolf wedding you will always be famous.

Dante — Birthday Kid

In my dreams, you praised me and clapped Then mommy said, "It's alright, there's always next time" "You did your best"

And the only reason I could carry on is thanks to My imaginary children Great-great grandchildren Singing in front of my 100th birthday cake Saying they are glad Saying they are proud Of what I've accomplished in my time It's all but a dream

i think the song speaks for itself but just. god it makes me so sad whenever i apply it to dante. his story and its themes of being abandonment and slowly finding a new family always reduces me to tears.

the slow marching reflecting how dante had to join the guards academy after fleeing his village... being called a "birthday kid" when he has no family to celebrate growing older with... the chorus repeating that it's his fault that they're gone... the only thing keeping him going being the idea of having a large family and actually getting that when he meets aphmau... im a mess.

Katelyn — Iron Lotus

I am fire Burn those who dare to care for me And my fuel are memories, fuel are memories of you They perish with the heat, perish with thе heat

You showed me I still had an umbrella full of love inside me Without you, I could never be So sincerely thank you for everything It pains me to think That my happiness turned out to be one of those fingers that strangled you until you couldn’t breathe

remember the scene in fairy tail where lucy tells her father that she doesn't feel loved because he ignores her even on her birthday? later, after coming back from an island that trapped her seven years without aging her, she finds out that he sent her a gift every year and passed away.

anyway this song gives me such major katelyn/jefforey vibes. burning yourself with flames in order to protect yourself and feeling the grief of someone who cared for you, loved you, dying. the memories of him haunting her because she missed his funeral. garroth ro'meave you will be dealt with

Aaron — Static

You are the light Breaking through the ice, the soil Turn the snow into fields of edelweiss

You taught me what it means to be strong So, I'm not afraid anymore from this moment on Owned up to my mistakes (You cherished my right and wrong) Though you're no longer with me You've given me so much to live on

dont mess with us aaron/lily fans there's like four of us.

for me the song just conjures up the image of aaron having to bury lily and his son in the snow after the village massacre, and flowers blooming from her final resting place. and then carrying memories of with his family with him and he continues to live on because he has to. the angst writes itself man.

Zane — Victim

Isn't it funny? We worship a moon that stole its light from the sun

And the angels sing Surrounding me Put me to sleep Then it dawned on me that all I wanted was An approval that you're never willing to give

i also love string theocracy for zane but holy shit victim. the condescending tone turn desperate, the gothic cathedral vibes, this is so perfect for him.

i just think it reflects his desire to claw out of garroth's shadow so perfectly. the perfect golden child blessed with his father's image scurries off at the first chance, and it's finally zane's turn to recieve adorations from the masses. it's such a good villain song for him im just *bites fist* *bites fist* *bites fist*

[nice-kill-tanaka]

May I have a my hero and ohshc matchup plz

I'm a short girl around 5'2 with long brown hair and eyes and a leo. I like anime,dragons,reptiles,drawing but I'm not good,tarantulas,sweets,video games, memes,dark humor. I am very kind but I care more about others than I do myself. I have bad anxiety. I tend to overthink about everything. I love to sing especially country music but I am tone deaf. I have trouble standing up for myself because I was bullied alot. I can be very blunt. I also love to swear. I can be very loud. I love a good mystery and cop shows. I love dad jokes and puns.I am terrified of bees and heights. I am very lazy but I can be good at doing stuff if motivated. I have a very kind heart and sad stories or ones with very happy endings make my heart happy or hurt like crazy. But even though I'm kind that doesn't mean i am nice all the time. I am extremely grumpy and have a short temper especially on no sleep or if I just woke up. I also do have adhd and some anxiety I dont like being touched randomly unless I know it will happen or if I touch someone. As for dreams I'm not sure I wanna be a voice actor but not too sure if its right for me as I don't know how to edit or even have the equipment. I want someone who can just listen to me as I ramble on about things I love. I want someone to understand that I think differently then normal people. I also want someone to be able to understand im not the most affectionate person but I can be if given time but I will help someone if they are touch starved like I am.

[🌄 @cutelittleriot requested one (1) regular My Hero Academia matchup. I have just the ingredients for that! Sit tight while I get to work.🌌]

YAYYY!! First bnha matchup!! I gotchu bud 👍 I’m thinking about trying something new for the bnha fandom in particular. So, I’ll try it out and see what you think! Also, I got a little carried away with this one, so if it doesn’t seem characteristically accurate to you, please tell me!! 😖

And, the lucky person is:

⛰Eijiro Kirishima⛰

Quirk: Dragon

Dragon is a mutation quirk. It manifests slowly over time, until the user becomes about 60% dragon-esque at around 15/16 years old.

Scales and tough skin appear on the arms, legs, and face. Sharp teeth and claws grow in. Horns protrude from the forehead. A tail grows from the spine. Finally, wings grow from the back.

Flesh becomes twice as tough in places where scales are.

Depending on the user’s body type, wing usage is limited. (Since you’re generally shorter than average, “flying” and gliding comes easier to you.)

When the user consumes pressurized carbon dioxide, their stomach converts it into flammable gasses. Which allows the user to breathe- er...burp...fire.

Fire must be carefully used however. The smoke produced can accidentally be breathed in, causing lung damage.

🌱Humble Beginnings🌱

I’ll start by saying this: Being bullied is never fun. Being bullied over something you can’t easily control or change? Rub salt in it, why don’tcha?

You weren’t sure what the select few kids in your grade thought was so hilarious about your quirk. But, they managed to find enough wrong with it to do their damage for most of your time in school

First, the patches of scales that showed up on your skin were “too weak”. Then, your awkward transition stage with growing horns, wings, and tail was suddenly “ugly”

By the time your quirk fully manifested, the jeers finally devolved to “freak-ish”

Like a river carving out the Grand Canyon, the work was slow and wore you down over time. But, the impact was a lot bigger than even you’d initially thought

While you managed to somewhat heal and learned to guard your emotions against such hurtful things, that’s all you learned to do: Guard yourself. You were a shield with no spear, since you never fought back

With the help of supportive parents and teachers, your self-esteem wasn’t so low, but you did often downplay or underestimate your abilities

Like, Bitch??? You can burp fire??? Know your power???

The people you were on good terms with seemed to see a potential that you either disregarded, or didn't know about all together

They saw the way you treated others with consideration and forethought. How, despite (or because of) your anxiety, you remained hyper-aware of the problems of others and how to accommodate. And while your anger did have its vices, people knew how hot your righteous rage could burn

It actually took a lot of convincing for you to even apply to U.A. 

Outside of your other aspirations for the future, you didn’t particularly feel worthy for the job. Of anything you could be, you weren’t a fearless, upstanding, unshakable individual, not even giving a second thought to throwing yourself into danger for the good of others. You weren’t your alleged definition of a hero, and that was enough to deter you

But, whenever you recited your polite (well-rehearsed) decline, most gave you the same weirdly optimistic retort:

“Just try, maybe you’ll do better than you’re giving yourself credit for.”

So, here you were at an entrance exam full of people you hardly knew, wondering how you even rationalized to yourself that this would go just fine

The written exam went okay. As well as you could for literally guessing what to study to pass

All you had to do was do your best on the physical exam, and you’d be done for the day

But, your issue was in the people around you, not the exam itself

You were aware of the high amount of attention the moment you walked onto campus. The way other kids measured you up from a distance, studying everything about your not-so-human body. Watching your every move, especially the way your movements were strained from soreness (A short period of intense training tends to do that to you). You assumed they also wanted to see if your disposition was as powerful as your quirk suggested

((You specifically noticed a coltish, green-haired kid muttering to himself, questioning if your wings could actually support your body weight))

Even now, as the prospective heroes-in-training warmed up, you felt the stares burning into you

Half of you wanted to lift your eyes and rhetorically ask what the hell they were looking at, only feeling more annoyed as you snorted and returned to what you were doing. The other half wanted to fold into yourself until you disappeared (If only it were that easy)

But, you had enough (Roughly, one billion) worries on your mind to put confrontation on the list. Shaking off your anxious shivers as you lowered your head and continued with your “stretches” seemed so much easier

(A.k.a. Staring off into space as you held your limbs in awkward positions)

The time to begin the physical test was drawing near, and your self-doubt hadn’t eased up. Maybe this was a mistake. You didn’t belong here. Not when so many other students could fill the space you’re wasting so much better. Maybe if you slipped through the back now, you’d save yourself the disappointment of not living up to your own standards

“Hey, brown-haired girl! With the horns!”

You heard a gruff whisper from not to far behind you, from the left. You tensed for a moment, wondering what the voice could possibly want from you. But, the sight you saw was rather unexpected

The voice definitely matched the body, bulky and slightly rough looking, a little taller than you. Matched with a sweet face, sharp teeth, and bright, spiky, red hair. The smile he showed you instantly calmed your thoughts

“…Hm?”

You gave a short response, not wanting to jump to conclusions yet

“I saw you looking kinda psyched out over here, so I thought talking to you would make you less nervous!”

You felt a warm and fuzzy sensation in the pit of your stomach. As much encouragement as you got to achieve things, you didn’t see much of it to consider how you felt. How you could feel better. You liked it, which was surprising, considering the encouragement came from a perfect stranger

“Oh, uhh…thanks then. But, I’m fine, I promise! I’m no more nervous than you are.”

“Well, that’s also why I came to talk…I’m kinda freaking out too…”

This boy’s transparency was almost scary, but on the other hand, very comforting. You didn’t catch him trying to stare at your mutated parts once as you talked. Your eyes were the thing he seemed the most focused on, and while it made you embarrassed, it was the good kind (if that makes sense)

But, soon enough, the announcement for the beginning of the exam came over the loudspeaker, and you and your acquaintance had to look out for yourselves. But, before you parted ways, the redhead turned to you

“I’m Eijiro Kirishima, by the way! See you when I see you, Shortie!”

🌳Flourishing Love🌳

The beginning of Kirishima seeing you as a romantic option happened not too long after parting ways at the physical exam

He was almost completely cornered by one of the machines students could disarm for points. And just as that was happening, you had just turned the corner after shaking off another one

You saw Kirishima, but he definitely didn’t see you, trying hard to look tough, but struggling to stand his ground

It quickly dawned on you that Kirishima didn’t have a quirk that could easily deal with the hostile device. And if he did, he was too scared to use it

You vetoed the idea of charging in head on first. You didn’t feel like getting yourself or Kirishima hurt. Especially without a plan. You needed to be smart about getting your only acquaintance out of this situation

Your heart raced and your execution was all but clean, but you ended up using your fire breath to weld the robot’s wheels to the concrete

Before you let your inhibitions get the better of you, you climbed the machine and punched out the camera on the front. From atop the beast, you hung your tail over the edge low enough for Kirishima to grab. You didn’t dare look down at the ground

“Dammit Eijiro, grab on!!”

Once you felt a weight on your tail, you used your wings to propel you both forward. Obviously, away from the robot

You were too high on adrenaline and fear to notice, but Kirishima stared at you like you were the embodiment of Heaven on Earth. The stars in his eyes almost seemed inappropriate for the situation 😅

You looked just as—if not more—afraid than he was. But, you seemed so okay with the fact that you weren’t fearless, and acted like a true hero anyway. He admired, dare I say loved that about you

And he didn’t even know your name

As soon as you found out that you and Kirishima were in the same class, you felt instant relief. At least you were familiar with someone at U.A.

You guys’ friendship developed rather fast, like and extrovert adopting an introvert

Kirishima quickly noticed how fast you opened up once you got comfortable around him, and loved you all the more for how bright and vibrant the unfiltered you was

He found himself picking up on your sense of humor, telling dad jokes you whisper under your breath to the Bakusquad (Much to Bakugou’s dismay 😅)

Don’t worry, he always gives you the credit 😉

As time went on, Kirishima learned to appreciate how blunt you were. He realized that he needed someone to tell it like it is (“It isn’t manly to sugarcoat things! 😤” he says)

And while Kirishima prefers physical activities over video games, he loves to hype you up while you play before classes

It was only natural a mutual crush would form :D

Kirishima finally worked up the guts to ask you out after the U.S.J. Incident

You and him had gotten separated (You had gotten trapped with the cold son of Endeavor. And you both took out the villains with an awe-inspiring display of fire and ice)

Kirishima was faced with the reality that either of you could lose each other at any moment. And while both of you came out alright, he realized he couldn’t be wishy-washy about his feelings for you

He told you on your way to school the next morning:

“Look. What happened yesterday really scared me. Normally, I wouldn’t say that, but I think you deserve to know. Because…you mean a lot to me!! More than I can put into words. I love when we have fun together, and I don’t know what I’d do with myself if I never got to tell you how I felt…”

“Basically…I like you!! Like…in the romantic way…”

Your early morning grumpiness dissipated almost instantly, replaced by momentary confusion and disbelief, then embarrassment and joy. Was this really happening…? The boy that took a chance on you since the beginning, confessed that he had feelings for you…? Even though you didn’t question your relationship, you always assumed the nice things Kirishima said, the way he looked at you, was all part of the pleasantries. You questioned if you were even worth all of that

‘But you are.’ The little voice Kirishima helped you develop said. ‘And he would say more if he didn’t look so embarrassed.’

And so, you accepted Kirishima’s confession. And he saw the sweetest smile you had ever given him since the first time he complimented your puns 😊❤️

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[🌌 There you go bud! That’s one matchup for the road. Hopefully it lasts for a while, but if it doesn’t, feel free to come back! I’d be thrilled to see you again.🌄] —Reagan

[littlebitoffanfic]

The Bear Or The Deer

Fandom: Frankenstein Character: Adam/Frankenstein’s monster Relationship: Adam/reader Request: you do a lot of horror and I was just wondering on the off chance: would you do Frankenstein’s monster x reader? AN: Frankenstein is my favourite book! Since, in the book the creature calls himself Adam, I decided to stick with that as his name. also, this’ll probably be a multi-chapter thing as I cant wait to explore more plot with him

 Sitting in your home on a stormy night, in the pitch black, waiting by a window was never something you thought you would ever have to do. But after the last few months, you needed to know. You had to. Something was happening and you didn’t know or understand it. People had reported a monster in the woods that surrounded your home, yet you had had little cause to be frightened. In fact, the only thing that truly scared you about it was not knowing what it was. You had never felt exposed or unsafe in your home. It was about a mile out from the nearest town, and just off a trail that only had one or two horse and carts pass by ever week. You were mostly self sufficient, growing your own vegetables and fruit in your large garden and a few animals such as cow and a few chickens along with your trusted horse. You traded in town with your craft work, using your love for paints, crafting and even mending things. Often, the butcher, who has a young family, will ask you for new clothes and such in exchange for meat. You would sell your art to passing traders and do the occasional jobs for everyone else in the town in exchange for whatever you needed. But it was still hard work. Your home and its surroundings needed a lot of tending to. Only, you had noticed something strange over the last little while. Your log pile, which you kept outside next to the small bard, was kept topped up. Then apples started being left on your back porch every morning, along with oranges and any other fuits. As time grew on, you grew uneasy. You tried leaving out food and some blankets and such, in hope that whoever it is was just looking to trade. But they never took anything. And then the rumours started in town. A beast, like a bear, stalking the forest. A few had seen it moving about, but none dared approach it. It had to be human-like, judging but its knowledge of cutting wood and such, but where did it live? Was it close to you? Tonight, you planned on seeing it for yourself. You had left out a large basket of food for it. Cheeses, hams, a bottle of milk and some eggs, in hopes that it would take it. You sat to the side of one of your kitchen windows, which was close to the back door where the thing sometimes left fruit. You hoped it would see the basket when placing the logs on the pile and come to investigate. You had nearly drifted off when a crash of thunder woke you, making you jump as you sat straight up. Looking out the window, you noticed how the moon was nearly fully covered by clouds, the only light now came from the soft glow of your living room, where you always kept the fire going to heat the house and the small light of the full moon that peaked through the clouds. Another few lightening strikes and crashes of thunder kept you alert. Until you saw the creature. It emerged from the forest like a it might have been a tree itself, judging but the stature. In the rain, it was bend over, walking on two legs with a long cloak drawn over its body. It was human, and judging by the stature, probably male. It, he, carried logs against his chest, only pulling back his cloak to place them onto the pile carefully. He was soaked to the bone, you could see that, and yet he was more concerned with make sure the balance of the pile was right. His face was hidden by the hood, but you saw he had noticed the basket, which was still dry thanks to the porches roof and the wind that blew the rain in the opposite direction. He walked to the porch, placing his foot on the bottom of the three steps, his whole body seeming to tilt to the side in curiosity. He looked up towards the top floor of the house, where he probably thought you were fast asleep. You saw him place his hand up to his chest and he gave a small bow to your house, before retreating without the basket. You were stunned, shocked and so confused. What was he? Why did he do these things for you? Why would he be out in such weather? Where was his family? It was curiosity that lead you to spring up from your seat and run to the back door as a crash of thunder masked you opening the door. “Wait!” You called out, scooping the basket up by the handle. The figure froze, his entire body seeming to turn to rock at the sound of your voice. You took a few more steps out, not daring to descend the steps into the rain just yet. You wanted to keep the food dry. “Please, will you take this?” You asked, hoping your question would draw some kind of response out of him. Which it did. He turned, but in a strange kind of way. His lower half turned a quarter of the way towards you while the top half twisted fully, keeping his head low and covered by the hood. It was very unnerving to watch, and reminded you that something just wasn’t quite right about him. “For helping me. I want you to have it.” You manage to speak, keeping the fear from affecting your voice.   A crash of lightening followed by a roll of thunder as if showing some kind of inner battle the man was obviously having with himself. You were just a woman, alone in your home. He had no reason to fear you. You had no weapons, nor was there anyone close by who would be able to help you. If anything, you should be scared of him. But something was different about him. “Please.” You repeated, keeping your voice soft. This seemed to be enough to persuade him back to you, approaching you in such a manner that reminded you of a stray dog approaching a human who had offered it food. It wanted the food, yes, but it was scared of the hand that gave it. As he reached the bottom of the small set of stairs, you couldn’t help but feel dwarfed by him. Even with you at the top stair, he was taller. The light from the house didn’t give you enough light to see his face. Holding out the basket, you smiled. He hesitated, but raised his right hand to take the basket. As he did so, the sleeve fell back, revealing a wrist with a deep scar running around the wrist and down beneath his sleeve. The flesh itself was a little… off in colour. But the scar looked painful. You couldn’t help the gasp that fell from your lips as you looked up at him. At the wrong time. A bolt of lightening lit up the sky and, for the first time, you saw his face. A gaunt face looked back at you. Thin lips with barely any colour behind them were opened slightly in surprise. His cheeks bones were prominent, and his skin the same as his hand, looking slightly off and discoloured. His nose was missing, and chunk and several scars ran across this face, almost like a doll that had been ripped apart and sow back together again. But his eyes. They were a yellowish colour, with the left one having another scar running from the bottom of his eye right down his cheek to his jaw. They were wide, surprised, like a deep that had been scared by the sudden attack of a bear. How quickly your metaphor for him had changed, from a bear to a deer. He seemed terrified of you. Yet he could easily turn on you and you were very aware of that fact.   But as quickly as the lightening had struck, it was gone, replaced with a thundering bang. The man ducked his head, retreating into himself as he turned on his heels and fled. Caring little for the rain or your own safety, you ran after him, calling out for him to wait. It would seem that his great height left him at a disadvantage to you, as you were able to catch up wit him before he reached the edge of the woods. “Wait, please!” You cry out, reaching out and grabbing his cloak and digging your heels into the ground. The man let out a grunt, twisting towards you as if expecting you to attack him, causing his hood to fall back and reveal black hair. He winced and it hit you. He didn’t want you to see him not because he didn’t want you to know who he was, but because of the way he looked. “Im sorry. The thunder and lightening just frightened me, that’s all.” You lied through your teeth. You were already soaked to the bone from the rain, which pelted down with little chance of stopping soon. The wind whipped your hair out of place, almost blowing you off of balance. Yet he stood strong a tree. As if to prove that you weren’t scared of him, you reached out and took his right hand, raising it with is palm upwards. He jumped at the touch, his skin freezing and his hand now tense. Raising it, you hooked the basket in his hand. Once he had the weight, you used both your hands to close his fingers over the handle. “As a thank you for everything you’ve done.” You smile up at him, his eyes so bright without the hood. He was handsome, at least to you. So unique and unknown. You would be lying if you said he didn’t intrigued ou unlike any man you had ever met. “do you have a name?” You asked, suddenly doubting if he even understood you. Perhaps he was mute, or didn’t understand your language. He nodded, his tongue darting out as if to wet his bottom lip despite the fact his face was soaked. “Adam.” A deep voice replied. “Im [y/n].” You told him, as if the two of you were meeting for the first time at some ball or in a local shop. He repeated it back to you, like it was the most beautiful word he had ever heard and just had to make sure he could say it right. A gust of wind ripped through the garden and hit you like a ton of bricks. You fell forward, loosing your footing as you let out a yelp. But a strong arm caught you and, before you could even realise what had happened, you were swept up like a bride. He had dropped the basket to catch you and now proceeded to carry you back through your garden. You felt your heart hammering in your chest as you stared up at him while his gaze remained solely on the path. You could see how tense his jaw was, like he was grinding his teeth together. As he climbed the bottom two steps and was about to put you back on your porch, you leaned up and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He froze. His mouth slightly open and his eyes wide, as if he were unable to believe it. You took the opportunity to swing out of his grasp, now standing on your own feet. “You’d better get home and dry off. The storm looks like it will only worsen tonight. You’ll catch your death.” You look up at the sky. You were pulled from your thought by a soft chuckle, one which made your cheeks burn and your heart stop. It was low, almost too low to hear. You looked to him and saw amusement in his eyes. He doesn’t hold your eyes for more than a second before dropping them, bowing to you. “Thank you for your concern, but I shall be fine.” He speaks with such an elegance that doesn’t quite fit his features. “well, Adam, perhaps you should come back tomorrow, just to let me know you are safe?” You ask, biting your lower lip. his head snaps up, his eyes wide with disbelieve and… hope. a single nod confirms his return as he retreats away from you for the final time that night. He pulls his hood back up and turns away, walking back to the basket, which had landed on the path, but nothing had spilled out. You hoped the blanket that covered it would be enough to protect the content from the rain. he scooped it out, glancing back at you. You smiled and waved, backing into your doorway and closing it. It was all suddenly so quiet without the wind and rain in your ear. You locked the door, unable to stop from smiling as you went to the window, seeing him take one last look at where you had been before disappearing into the woods. You couldn’t help but bursting feeling in your chest that wanted to dance until he returned, nor how his face was burned into your mind in a good way. There was still so many question in your mind. Who was he? Where did he come from? Why did he have those scars? And you couldn’t quite work out if he was the bear or the deer.

[pinkykitten]

don’t leave me

The Greatest Showman

Prince Constantine x female! reader

Warning: fire, injuries 

Specifics: romance, fluff, angst, adventure, race neutral reader, one-shot

People: prince constantine, p.t. barnum, phillip carlyle, anne wheeler, w.d. wheeler, helen barnum

Words: 1,028

Requested: By @topstory21 Hello just wanted to say love your Greatest Showman stories and was wondering if you could do one with Prince Constantine x female reader. Where the reader gets injured during the fire trying to help save her friends (Following PT into the fire to help pull Phillip out of the fire) and Constantine tells her that it was beyond stupid but is also relieved that the reader is alive and that he can't lose the reader and maybe the first I love you's are exchanged and a kiss?

Authors Note: tysm darling! im glad im getting back in the rhythm of writing more often it makes me feel more like myself. also when i write for tgs its like nostalgic for me cuz that was the first fandom that i wrote for. 

It was consuming everything you ever loved, everything you fought for, destroyed in front of your very eyes. The pain and the hurt was almost unbearable. Who could ruin such a magical place, a place that you and many others called home?

“It was those protesters,” was all you could think about as you saw the fire eating away the circus building. Animals evacuated as they ran away horrified at the sight. Ashes danced around you like it was winter and they were snowflakes. A tear fell down your face as you looked around at the destruction and the faces of those who lost everything. The small piece of ash fell against your cheek and stayed there, planting itself as if to show you a remembrance. 

You awaited patiently as there were others coming to the group you all formed but you did not see Constantine. “Guys wheres Const?” Fear consuming your body as you thought of terrifying scenarios where maybe Constantine was trapped or...worse.

“I need to find him,” you told P.T. as you almost sprinted in the building but Constantine showed up all of a sudden. “Y/n!”

Turning your head you see his form running to you, and making sure you are stopped from going into that fire. “I’m right here!”

You jump on him as soon as you get skin contact. Lips kissing his face all over, “I’m so happy you’re alive my love! I was worried sick.”

Constantine moved your disheveled hair out of your face, “I would never leave you that quickly my dear.” He grabs your hand and you two walk to the group. You take notice of a commotion happening within the group. 

“Wheres Anne?” Many of them asked. You tried helping the cause and looked around for her. Without a second thought Phillip heard that his love was not here and he made a dash into the fire. “No!” You tried to stop him but you were too slow, he was already in. Your mind was racing as quick as light, thinking of possibilities to be of use. The fireman were trying their best but the water was not working at all. The fire was still stronger. 

Just then Anne appeared and ran to you and W.D. “Are you alright?” Every one asked her, she nodded and as you looked up P.T. ran inside to save Phillip. 

“Daddy no!” His children and wife cried as they saw their father disappear into the fiery flames. 

Without a second thought you constructed a plan. P.T. was always there for you. In times of need and in times of sadness and feeling unworthy, he was always there to comfort you and to help you. He was almost like a father to you, you couldn’t just leave him to die knowing you at least could of helped. 

Without another thought you darted as fast as you can into the building. Every one was shocked. 

“No! Y/n! Stop!” Constantine tried to grab your arm but you were too fast for him. One minute you were here and the next you were not. 

“Phillip, Mr. Barnum! Are you two here?” You called out to them. Feeling the heat enter your clothes and sting your eyes. 

“Y/n? What are you doing here? You could get hurt!” P.T. scolded you, trying to pick up Phillip but unsuccessful. 

“I couldn’t just let you handle this by yourself! You are important to me Mr. Barnum, I’m here to help.” Carrying Phillips other arm the two of you bring him to the entrance but as you do parts of the building come crashing. One piece of debris manages to fall right atop your foot. You scream in pain.

Constantine sees the building come apart and starts to sob. Knowing that you are probably dead his heart brakes into a million pieces. You meant the world to him, you were his love and now that was taken from him. He crouches down and cries into his hands. Feeling useless. 

“Daddy!” Helen Barnum shouted as Constantine looked up he saw your figure and P.T.’s coming out of the building having saved Phillip. Everyone cheered for those two. 

Constantine engulfed you in a hug when he saw you. “I was so scared and worried!”

As he hugs you, you wince and he takes a look at your foot, “oh no my love you’re hurt.”

You shook your head, “I’m fine.” But as you took your first step you slipped and almost fell but Constantine caught you in his arms. “I don’t think you are fine. C’mon lets go and take you to the hospital.”

There they tended to you and Constantine was by your side the whole time. The feeling of the bed made you feel comfortable and happy that you are alive to see another day. 

Your eyes fluttered opened and Constantine gave you a genuine smile, kissing your hand. “Hello my dear, how did you sleep?”

You chuckled at how sweet Constantine was and nodded, “good. Thanks for staying with me.”

“Of course. I would never leave you, but we have things to discuss.”

You raised your brow, “oh?”

“What you did back there yes was heroic but also very stupid. It was immature thinking. You could of gotten hurt or worse, y/n! Do you understand? I can’t lose you. You, you mean so much to me that when I thought that you...I felt that I was done for. My world was over.” He rubbed his temple and looked down in sadness. 

You sat up and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder, “I’m sorry I made you worried Const. I just wanted to help, but you’re right. I was lucky this time and I am so happy I was because I don’t want to leave you.” Constantine looked up at you. He grasps both your hands and looking into your eyes utters such beautiful words, “I love you y/n.”

You bend down to his level and search into his eyes. Feeling courageous, you give him a kiss. Your lips moving in sync with his. You bring him in deeper, wanting to feel all his love. “I love you as well Const.”

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ive been watching your scenes to rewatch and ive been crying at literally all of them. out of curoisity, what are your favourite ouat scenes? either sq or general? also side note, i love your latest fic, such an interesting premise. i get so scared every time someone says an order and emmas forced to comply, that scene with the trolls had me on edge. and the fact that cora must suspect something about emma now - im so scared but excited ahah :D have a nice day :)

OH I super dropped the ball on those omg, i have so many others!! but i haven’t been able to rewatch in a long time, it hard 😩

of course i LOVE almost every swan queen scene!! it’s hard for me to pick favorites because nearly every one pings something else inside me omfg. I don’t think there’s a single sq scene I couldn’t write an essay about WHOOPS. so lemme try to answer this with just some of my favorite non-sq scenes 😅

Emma in True North: hoo boy, this is probably in my scenes to rewatch but that scene on the road, MAN. there’s so much careful buildup with emma’s abandonment issues and how much she sees herself in nick and ava. and they have a chance she never does and dammit, she fights for them!! she fights for two kids just like her and they get their moment and jmo turns that realization into agony with sheer artistry in emma’s FACE in their final moment. god.

Regina in We Are Both: this was the episode that sold me on Regina! tbh i’d marathoned s1 as soon as they announced mulan was going to be in s2 so i hadn’t been focusing much on thinking before that?? and then suddenly there’s Regina, in all her rich and layered stories, and i fell hARD. the whole narrative of the episode- Regina resisting parental abuse until she becomes what she’s always feared to be free!! and that translating into her saying ‘no, this isn’t going to continue to the next generation. even if i lose the only thing that matters to me.’ do u ever stan!!! I DONT KNOW HOW TO LOVE VERY WELL. END ME.

Emma in Firebird: listen. never follow ur idols to ur next fandom or you’ll suddenly realize they actually hate women and then get ‘’’muted’’’ for ‘’’yelling at her too much’’’ but jane espenson did a GOOD with the flashbacks in this one (present day still literal and figurative hell tho!!). The concept of Emma’s jacket as armor isn’t an original one, but the execution was honestly stellar. Emma forging this connection with an older hardened woman who can’t let go of the past either!! emma destroyed and remade into the lady we met on her twenty-eighth birthday. GOD. SHE FINDS HER DAUGHTER. and i gotta say, the vulnerable-tearful-young thing jmo was doing w emma in s5 didn’t work for me in terms of what present day was trying to convey, but it’s a perfect fit for that flashback, i WEPT.

Regina in Quite A Common Fairy: Lana OWNS the cave scene with Tink, god. The depth and breadth of emoTION. The episode and the narrative itself builds it up from episode one! because this regina on the road to redemption but finally giving us a glimpse into the emotional and mental state she was in as the young queen- she has all this rage and she’s SUSTAINED by it, it’s her only real truth and constant and she’s terrified of what might happen if she lets it go for even an instant and chooses hope instead. (Lana’s voice when Regina says she’s afraid that without rage she might just ‘—float away’ is something that has stayed with me for a long, long time.) REGINA PULLING OUT HER HEART TO MAKE A POINT. far from the last time she will, but how affecting!! god!!

Emma and Snow in S1: There are a few moments i’m thinking of (and i’m literally writing this on the treadmill so pls forgive the lack of episode names) and all of them are so stellar, god. The moment when Snow finds Emma living out of her car early on. Snow and Emma sitting at the table at the loft holding hands. Emma lying down next to a crying Snow. Snow yelling at Emma for being so selfish when she tries running off with Henry?? EMMA SHOWING UP AT MARY MARGARET’S DOOR SEARCHING FOR A ~PERSON~ AND MARY MARGARET SILENTLY LETTING HER IN. Snow and Emma work best in S1 in the silences and the fights, where they’re allowed to just care and be family, and I treasure each of those moments as much as they do.

Regina and Zelena in the Kansas: There’s a lot of effort put into this dynamic right near what seemed like the end, playing with how exactly Zelena perceives her happy ending to go- and then Regina strikes it all down by being different, by changing, by being someone Zelena hadn’t believed either of them capable of. And then Regina goes to Zelena’s cell and offers her!! sisterhood!! my god. i instantly fell in love with the dynamic in that moment and i’m forever pressed that the ‘it’s nice to have family in town’ line was cut. because you can tell that regina craves family and craves unmaking this second monster of her mother’s and zelena was going to TAKE that second chance and hey! this seems the perfect time to go off-message and

Belle in Family Business and Heroes and Villains: imma be honest, i like belle just fine in the early seasons but i have zero interest in rumbelle, which means a lot of fast-forwarding through her scenes. But these two scenes were ENCHANTING. Mirror Belle preying on Belle with the truth that she’s afraid to face! Emilie does such a fantastic job conveying so much cruelty in that scene, I was gaping and enthralled and hoping shattered sight was going to work exactly like that (and tbh props to ginny for doing a hella creepy snow at the start of Shattered Sight). And that town line scene!!! What a stunning, evocative scene. Belle reclaiming agency and taking action in such a 100% cold-blooded but necessary way!! that’s my ravenclaw babe!!!

Mulan and Aurora: I was young, and I Believed, and I Believed for a very long time. I am appalled at my naïveté too, don’t worry.

Regina in Enter the Dragon: LOOK it’s not about the leather but it’s a lil about the leather!!! I really appreciate both Regina in the past and present in this one and also how gay it is, and I’m most charmed by lil evil pep talking nugget Regina who just wants you to be the very best villain you can be! It’s such an artful melding of the exuberance of young!Regina and the delight in chaos of eq!Regina and i, for one, am a fan.

Emma (and Henry) in The Stranger/An Apple Red as Blood: my gOD. Okay I think one of the first times I cried while watching this show was in Emma’s desperate, hysterical denial to August about the curse. She’s so clearly hit rock bottom and she’s TERRIFIED of believing and it’s breaking her. SHE DIDNT ASK TO BE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYONES HAPPINESS. SHE DOESNT WANT IT. THAT IS CRAP!!!! i love her!! i love emma swan!!! i do!!!!! and then moving into the end of the next episode when she tells henry she’s leaving and just!! ‘henry! life isn’t a story!’ man this show had some incredible early work. sigh. emma kneeling in front of henry begging him to listen! my god.

Regina in the Cricket Game: so i’m leaving out all my fave sq moments which severely limits the number of regina and emma scenes i can talk about here but the flashbacks in this one SURE ARE SOMETHING. regina has hit rock bottom in this set and you feel it in every moment, in her REGRET THAT I HAVE NOT CAUSED MORE PAIN and frickin stABBING snow and that dark scene with the candle oh god. this is a regina who doesn’t think about looking back anymore but who doesn’t think about looking forward, either, and she’s terrifying. it reminds me a lot of the scene later this season in Welcome to Storybrooke where she takes out snow’s heart and ‘see? i can have everything’ but there are tears sliding down her face. regina in enraged despair is something to behold!!

Henry (and Emma and Regina) in Operation Mongoose: Henry doesn’t often get lengthy times to shine that aren’t about other characters, but he was literally a YA hero in the author’s universe! man! what a kid! and his scenes with bandit Regina are some of my all-time favorites, as is that heartstopping moment when he reaches the top of that tower and flings the door open and Emma KNOWS him. reader, i wept. i wept hard. talk about your earned moments!!!

Emma as Dark Swan: posture! clothing! positioning! voice work! dark swan was a revelation i’m still rightfully bitter about, because she was EVERYTHING in those early episodes. the way she caressed snow’s face in first episode of 5a. the faux-innocent with the calculating eyes on the ship with whats-his-name. every interaction with henry where she was trying to be a PERSON. the way she moved! the way she felt more reptilian than human! i wanted to know everything about her!! (then i did and quit the show lol) honestly some of jmo’s best acting to date, i’m forever in awe.

That Still Small Voice: look, this is an episode about a cricket and it remains one of my favorite quality ouat episodes. Archie sells it best as an adult influenced by his past without quite knowing it, and Archie and Henry make for a really engaging dynamic in here. There is nothing about Archie’s professional behavior that doesn’t make me want to scream but this remains a very, very good episode.

Emma in Sympathy for the De Vil/Lily: okay this is cheating a little because so much of this is also Regina but!! Emma individually shines in this narrative and throughout 4b. From the moment she finds out about what her parents had done, you can watch it slowly draining a part of her?? yes her eyes got redder but there was also this kind of apathy about EVERYTHING. And tbh the Cruella episode is pretty awesome on its own (I love the slow revelation that Cru is the villain, what a stellar execution of a fave trope) but WHEN EMMA KILLS HER. In the exact moment that Cruella says ‘heroes don’t kill’. that’s what pushes emma over the edge!! and then emma ready to kill again the next episode because she feels like she’s sliding into an abyss, i couldn’t BREATHE. emma is incredible when the narrative lets her be angry, and i wanted So Much More. Speaking of which, Emma getting angrier and angrier and almost losing it in The Snow Queen was more of that anger!! i am HUNGRY for it.

Regina and Snow in The Evil Queen: This episode is messy af but damn did my heart skip a beat when a hooded hero saves Regina and tears off her hood and it’s SNOW. This episode does so much of what makes Snow/Regina so fascinating and frustrating, both in the present and the past. Their interactions in the woods moved me! changed me! and Regina had already crossed the point of no return but oh man, oh man, the way they’d almost gotten somewhere for a minute there.

Regina and Henry in Save Henry: A classic, a work of art, and I’ve said so much about it in the past that I’m exhausted just thinking about expressing it all again now. But what a STORY of an evil queen who falls in love with a little boy. What a narrative!! The promo pictures from this episode came out when I was sitting in the hospital for a checkup while I was expecting my daughter, and I was tearing up and the nurses thought it was about the ultrasound. I’M NOT PROUD. This is a love story!!! And it culminates again in A Curious Thing, by the way, which put another ten years on my life, an Epic !

Emma and Henry in New York City Serenade: boy was this a journey, but I was absolutely spellbound omg. This was a love song to a fantasy but it’s a fantasy that never unmakes Emma– she’s afraid of commitment and happiness and everything permanent in her life that isn’t Henry, but she’s still going to take that leap despite herself. It’s a wonderful character study that captures Emma’s essence in a new world, with a new past.

Snow in The Miller’s Daughter: Snow is at her best when the show isn’t painting her with rose-colored glasses and we get to see her darker side, and I don’t think she ever gets quite as dark in the first three seasons as she is when she’s standing there, smiling earnestly at Regina as she tells her that the key to Cora loving Regina is in the poisoned heart she holds. My god. It’s so incredibly cold-blooded and vile, and it’s absolutely the kind of manipulative pragmatism that suits Snow best. I am enthralled and horrified.

Neal and Emma and Henry and Gold in Manhattan: This is one of those really cool scenes where even though I don’t particularly care for half the characters within it, everyone acted the hell out of it and it’s so GOOD. There’s so much tension and you’re holding your breath through the squabbling, and then Henry shows up and you KNOW. You know what’s going to happen and you’re terrified for Emma and it’s so visceral, right up until the instant when Neal demands Henry’s age and Henry shouts ELEVEN and my god, my god. What a reveal. What a scene.

There are more!! so many scenes and moments i’ve loved over the years. Emma and young!Lily! Snowing in Snow Falls! Anna of Arendale!! Snow and Emma in Lost Girl!! Ruby in Red Handed! The David/Emma dragon fight in A Land Without Magic! Regina tearing out that heart in The Doctor and meeting Daniel again?? Regina and her father in hell. all of Hat Trick. i think twenty is a good place to stop, but hoo boy, when this show was good, it was GOOD. alas.

[buckywintersoldierbarnes2017]

A Fish Out Of Water.

Request from anon: I'm sorry about my anonymous request but I'm having trouble with my login. So, I wanted that Bucky went to the aquarium and in one tank he see a mermaid (she isn't a real one but it's her job to entertain the visitors but she can be a mutant with hydrokinesis so she can control water and can stay much more time than average under) and he starts to visit more frequently because of her and falls for her and then meet her and falls even more and they knows about each other's powers after some time.

Note: I hope this is okay! Think it ended up a little different to the request but I still hope it works for the anon that requested it. <3

Bucky x Enhanced!Reader

Words: 1,282

Warnings: None that I can think of really....if there is something you think I should put a warning about just let me know.

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Aquariums…they weren’t something new to Bucky as he would often visit them when he took ladies out on dates in the 40’s. Of course back then there were nothing like they were now  - not only did they have a bigger variety of sea life but some of the entertainment they had here was just out of this world, one prime example being the mermaid show they had.

A group of absolutely stunning women dressed as the mythical creatures swimming in one of the large water tanks to entertain young and old alike; it was like something out of one of those moving pictures he saw with Steve when they were kids. He couldn’t quite believe that people were capable of such a feat and yet here he was seeing it with his own eyes. It didn’t matter that this was the third day in a row he found himself watching it because it was still as mesmerising as it had been the first time.

Especially one of the girls in particular….

….you.

Your [h/c] locks fanned out around you and moved with the water in an almost hypnotic manner and even when everyone else had stood up from their seats and left he remained where he was just watching you. There was something about you that drew him here on a daily basis and it wasn’t just the fact that you looked absolutely breath-taking, no, there was something only he had noticed; where the other girls would have readily available oxygen during the show there wasn’t anything to indicate that you did and since being injected with the serum his sight had been sharper than that of a hawk.

You were an enhanced individual…and one that he was desperate to know more about.

“Sir?” He found himself being pulled out of the nice thoughts that had been running through his mind by a voice he didn’t recognise and as he looked at the individual from beneath the peak of his cap he could see that it was one of the workers at the aquarium. “I’ve been asked to bring you backstage. One of the girls from the show is wanting to see you.”

His jaw clenched. Metal arm instinctively flinching underneath the fabric of his sleeve, the young male wouldn’t have been able to see the prosthetic, it was hidden well, but Bucky knew it was there and with that knowledge came a whole heap of anxiety. The silence that had fallen between the two of them was obviously making the worker rather uncomfortable because he began to shuffle his feet as though he was nervous.

“Erm I…I don’t mean to rush you but she has another show soon.”

He remained silent but finally stood himself up as he followed the male through a ‘Employees Only’ door. Not wanting to be recognised by anyone he passed he raised his flesh hand and pulled his cap even further down his face.

“Miss [l/n]? It’s Dustin. I have brought the gentleman you asked for.”

There was no response but the door opened allowing the super soldier to hesitantly make his way inside. The door closed behind him causing him to whip round on the balls of his feet to face who was there.

“You’ve been watching me for a few days now.” Your voice is gentle, more so then his mind would have ever pictured it to be, and as you walked out from the dark shadows of the room your [e/c] eyes sparkled intensely. “I was very sad when you left each time without saying hello.”

Your slow steps towards him didn’t stop until you were close enough to place your fingers onto the peak of his cap and remove it from his head. A mechanical whirr sounds out as he clenches his fist and immediately your free hand goes to rest itself on his gloved hand.

“There is nothing for you to worry about in this room. I’ve been watching you too…..you intrigue me.”

This was a first for the ex-assassin, someone being curious about him rather than simply running away, he wasn’t entirely sure how to handle it. What he DID know though was that you were even more breath-taking in person. He was already finding it hard to refrain himself from touching you.

“There’s nothing interesting about me doll.”

Finally he spoke and the deep sound of his voice brought a smile to your face as you moved your lips over to his ear, your hand dropping his cap to the floor so that you could now rest it on his cheek.

“I know exactly who you are….who you were…and it excites me.”

Water from a fish tank in her dressing room began to react as though the tank itself was being shook from side to side but not a single life form inside of it seemed fazed at all. The super soldier’s intense gaze was fixed on you so he didn’t notice this new movement nor did he see the fact that it was now beginning to branch out of the tank as though it had a life of its own. The only time he became aware of anything happening was when it wrapped itself around the seam of his jacket and started to remove it.

“You are much more exciting. I can’t say it’s every day I find myself being undressed by water. You have quite the skill.”

Your lips tug up into a smirk as you finally move your lips away from his ear and watch as the water you were controlling dropped his jacket down to the floor, along with the glove covering his metal hand, to reveal his bionic arm in all its glory. The sight, in your eyes at least, was magnificent and you wasted no time in showing your appreciation by running your fingertips down the individual metal plates that made up the arm.

Each one of them reacted to your touch and the super soldier’s sharp blue eyes watched your every move, tensing slightly at the thought of hurting you, it wasn’t just his mind he couldn’t trust 100%....it may look like it was just an arm but it was capable of crushing someone’s bones on the spot.

“Relax James….”

“You know a whole lot more about me than I do you….I think it’s only fair that you at least share your name with me.”

“[y/n]…but I rather like you calling me doll.”

A soft chuckle rolled from his lips as he finally made contact with you by placing his flesh hand onto your hip over the silk robe you wore.

“Well if you join me for a drink later I can say it all you want.”

He wasn’t entirely sure where his newfound confidence was coming from but he was going to act on it while it was here. In over 70 years this was the first time he’d been touched so gently and without any fear……the attraction he had felt towards you was about more than just your mesmerising looks but because he knew you understood what it was like to be different.

“Sounds like a plan.” You smiled before brushing the tip of your nose across his playfully and ordered the water away from him and back into its original home. A knock on the door interrupted their meeting before a voice spoke through giving her the call to get ready. “I’ll guess I’ll see you tonight then?”

“You can count on it doll.”

He flashed a wink in your direction before leaving you with the privacy needed to get changed. He hadn’t been on a date in decades…..this was either going to be exciting or downright terrifying.

                                           ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Recover // Stiles Stilinski

Summary: After an assailant leaves you dying in the arms of your best friend some things are admitted with tears and blood. Unable to kickstart the healing you reveal feeling to give you peace but can your best friend save you?

Characters: Stiles Stilinski x Reader, Scott McCall, Dr. Alan Deaton and Lydia Martin (mentioned)

Words: 1301

Disclaimer: I do nor own Teen Wolf or the characters included in this nor do I own any gifs or images included. Credit should show up under the gifs used.

Warnings: Possible swearing, attempted murder, and fluff (somehow is included)

Requested: Yes by faypol

Author: Caitsy

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You whimpered feeling the blood ooze out of the wound left by your assailant with no knowledge of who or why it happened. You weren’t healing like you should have been for some reason and it tore your study partner apart. He sat there by your side as your life trickled out of you and as it left your body he felt the pain fill his body.


“You can’t die on me.” Stiles cried out, “Who’s going to alternate watching tv, looking over our studies and talking about how we’ll apply to the same bureau location?”


“Y-you’ll live.” You gasped placing your hand on his cheek leaving a red print on his skin, with shaky hands you tried to swipe it off but only smeared it more.

“Why aren’t you healing!” Stiles cried out tugging you closer, “I can’t lose the love of my life.”

“That’s why.” The new voice interrupted as Stiles felt some relief, “Hey Y/N. I came as a soon as I could. I know why you aren’t healing.”

“Why?!” Stiles demanded. His eyes filled with tears, the ocean would be jealous of, were a searing mixture of agony and anger. Whether Stiles was angry at Scott for not being there wasn’t conclusive.

“She’s feeling guilty.” Scott said taking your hand and winced as the black veins appeared on his skin. He was taking as much pain away as he could before he flinched back.


“I-I caused you to break it off with Lydia.” You gasped at the sharp pain, “I was cruel to do that.”

“You didn’t do anything though.”

“I exist in your world where I shouldn’t. You belong with that gorgeous friend and you’ll get back together.” You gasped again before slowly closing your eyes. You screamed as a bone was forced to bend in a way it shouldn’t with Scott wincing both at your pain and Stiles’ glare.

“You did nothing wrong. Lydia and I were having problems already and I can’t help falling in love you more and more each day.” Stiles pleaded stroking your hair out of your eyes, “Don’t give up on us.”


You grunted in response before collapsing into the dark unknown abyss leaving Stiles shattered and Scott frantically looking over you. Stiles, in typical fashion, physically followed your limp body done until his sobs warmed your cooling skin and grasped your hands so tight. Scott knelt back as his best friend broke to the same point as the day Claudia died.

“Stiles.” Scott whispered placing his hand on the emotionally raw male.

“Why?!”

“Stiles! She’s fine!” Scott yelled, “The combined knowledge of your love for her and breaking her bone kickstarted her healing. She’s unconscious so her body can heal without strain.”


“A-are you sure?” Stiles sniffled.

“Put your head on her chest.” Listening to his best friends Stiles did as he was told. The small smile that crested onto his face showed that he too could hear the heartbeat of the girl.

“We should get her into the vet clinic so Deaton can look after her. More experience.” Stiles fixed his sentence at the offended expression on Scot’’s face.

“Fine.” Scott shook his head leaning done to scoop her into his arms.


“No! Let me.” Stiles demanded shoving Scott away before straining his body under the weight of Y/N. Now you weren't heavy but Stiles wasn’t known to be very strong even with a sixty pound box.

Grunting Stiles managed to do the oddest walk to the baby blue jeep outside in the parking lot. Scott, bless his soul, managed to let only a few laughs slip passed his lips. With a scowl Stiles slid you into the front seat and secured you in by the seatbelt.


“Where am I supposed to sit?”

“The back.” Stiles retorted turning the keys. There was an odd sound from the jeep before Stiles copied the actions to get the jeep running.

“But the front is my seat!”

“Not today. Get in.” Stiles exclaimed as Scott unceremoniously landed uncomfortably on the floor in the back of the cramped jeep. He was sometimes terrified of his best friend whether it be from his previous possession by the Nogitsune or just being Stiles.

“Stiles calm down.” Scott soothed, “She’s going to be okay.”

“We don’t know that.” Stiles retorted reaching over to caress her arm unable to live without some form of physical touch.

“You can trust me to say that because it’s true.”

“No Scott! The last time someone said it was going to okay was when a doctor told me, ‘everything is going to be fine son, she’ll be okay’ but she wasn’t.” Stiles snapped glaring at his best friend.

The ride was filled with anxious silence that nearly choked the True Alpha with the highly concentrated pheromones coming from the human boy. Typically Scott could ignore the pheromones but the intense mixture of grief, worry, love and sadness was too intense so he rolled down the window with a lot of effort.

“What happened?” Deaton questioned his hands going over the girls limbs with professional care.


“You should tou-“

“I’m a doctor Stiles. This is strictly concern for my patient and friend.” Deaton reassured him, “Now tell me what caused this and why she wasn’t able to heal on her own?”

“It was dark. I didn’t see when it happened. When I heard her whimper I tried to get over as soon as I could but when I got there it was only her.” Stiles bit his lip frowning as he did so.

“It was human. Nothing was supernatural about it.” Scott said blinking.

“Are you sure?” Stiles questioned pushing his head to stare at the werewolf.


“Definitely. It was a scent, human scent, that I had no prior interference with.”

“Okay so there was nothing supernatural about it but that doesn’t explain why she’s healing slow.”

“Guilt.” Scott muttered, “She’s guilty because Stiles is giving her attention and she returns the attention but the knowledge that Lydia is hostile towards her is paining her.”


“Lydia and I broke up over something that wasn’t connected to Y/N at all. It was only after the breakup that I discovered that I love her in ways that I had never and could never love Lydia. There’s something magnetic about her that both challenges and excites me.” Stiles started, “Maybe it was her quiet concern for everyone or maybe it was how she fought for what she believed was right.”

“I get it.” Deaton replied smiling at the young man, “She does too.”

“What do you mean?” Stiles exclaimed lunging over to the table.


“She’s healing.” Deaton smiled pointing to the wound on her stomach that glued itself back together leaving only blood staining her skin.

“Y/N? Sweetheart?” Stiles whispered crouching to be level with the table, “Can you hear me?”



“Y-yeah.” You sighed fluttering your eyelids to meet the honey brown irises on the one person you wanted to see for the rest of your life. Stiles Stilinski.


“Oh thank god.” Stiles cried crushing your head against his shoulder as tears began to rain down both of your cheeks, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” You mumbled back equally relieved.

“Called it.” Deaton smiled towards Scott, “I told you they would get together. In simple english the only way to describe them is soulmates.”

“Congratulations! Grads of Beacon Hills High School!” With that you, Stiles, Scott, Lydia, and Malia stood up with the rest of the graduating class. Hats were tossed while Stiles pulled you in for a long overdo excited kiss.

“I love you.” Stiles said with a small smile, “I’m so happy that you’re coming with me.”

“There’s no place I would rather be.” You smiled back.

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Anon back again, don't worry about delay in answer! I'm not expecting you to reply in a matter of seconds and I'm patient anyway! (●'◡'●) (and yeah, tumblr's notification system kinda suck so really, not your fault haha)

I understand your struggle with fics all too well lol I'm sure a time will come when it just clicks and you can write the good stuff ( •̀ ω •́ )✧ And no need to feel bad if you haven't posted a lot on ao3! You don't have to have 1000 fics or 200k word-long fics for your works to be enjoyable!! Even little ficlets and drabbles are good to have around ♥

It's good of you to have taken time for yourself if you needed it ♥ And yeah, completely understandable to hesitate and come back to fandom in general with the current state of things (a couple years ago I made an IE/Go sideblog and I'm still terrified that someone is going to come up and yell at me for shipping the characters lmao And that's without counting the Problematic™ fics I wrote when I was 16 lmao)

Regarding your tags, I'm just sitting there like starry-eyed because YES TenKyou. I'm DELIGHTED to know that's your preference because that's mine too for the ship asklhjkh

As for Todd and Prof Mirror, that's a tough and personal question, so good luck! (I'm thinking Todd topping's nice but does it make the prof kink better or not is the question!! ALSO in the french version, I know there's a line from Todd going like "Mirror was already being called Professor before he was a professor" so maybe he's not the only one with a prof kink, just from a different angle, hah)

(you say sorry for rambling, but joke's on you, I ramble too! Sorry for clustering your blog though woops Have a good day! (´･ω･`) )

rip, okay, once again i apologize about this one being even later, mostly bc i saw it early, but i haven't been able to sit down and respond to it. this week was the last week of the month so i actually had a lot to do at work and was able to go in every day (as opposed to 1 - 2 days bc business is still so slow). but at the end of the month i do invoicing for inventory charges for that month for each customer. though i was able to actually get a lot of it done sooner than usual (bc i actually started the process on tuesday instead of thursday), there were still three big ones i couldn't even do until thursday bc they had several orders in production that didn't get shipped until thursday. I was going to finally get to this ask on friday when i got home (we only work half days on friday and close at noon)… but the new gbf event had started… and uhg… a sho centric event. g od.

rest of the word vomit under the cut

before i just—IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ ABOUT THIS GBF RAMBLING FEEL FREE TO SKIP BELOW TO THE END THE GBF OF RAMBLE—this event askjdsjkdfslkdjsdjg talk about giving the antag his redemption art event. the emotional growth in sho. so many new assets to save… there are fricking 6 different versions of his character labeled _painful (_painful, _painful2, etc.), and like so many zoom in's that basically every one of his images has an _up version (the battle ones ((the ones of him on his gearcycle)) also have a bunch of _up2 versions that are zoomed in between the default and _up close up) anyways these in particular kill me.

sho "i'm-not-going-to-cry-or-show-expresions-of-gratitude" awkwardly smiling and crying in this event (while also repeatedly getting the shit kicked out of him/getting hurt. having a moment of breaking down from exhaustion and pain, in the rain, before deciding he has to swallow his pride. every single english word that comes out of his mouth, cv: taniyama kishou is a gift (on a side note i can't believe he fucking played alpha in chronostone. like thats fucking hilarious a va and voicalist capable of such range and drama voicing alpha and his serious monotone ass). Sho (@tsubasa): You showed me the light before—[…] Tsubasa: Wait, what? Whaddya mean I showed you the light? ((you mean when he punched you in the fucking face at the end of the previous event of this series?))). I mean I already shipped bc of the their last event, how can you not ship the guy screaming he's going to kill the protag w/the protag esp after getting punched in the face by the protag at the end makes him calm down and be like fine i guess you win i'm not going to try to kill you know and our gangs don't have to fight. also they're both like 16 (or at least tsubasa is canon 16 (a yeas totally looks like a 16 year old) and sho is at least still in school and at least confirmed to be a minor (not age of majority, which idk what that is exactly in universe, could be 18, could be 20, bc it is fantasy, but it's also japanese, thoguh japan's age of majority is actually lowering from 20 to 18 next april (2022), drinking/smoking/gambling age will still be 20, and the comment in this event was about we're still minors save the smoking for when you're an adult). sho could arguably be 18 or 19 and still believably in school and be considered a minor legally (if in universe gbf follows japanese laws) considering the time he spent in juvie he could easily have been held back. gbf will probably just make him tsubasa's age if a canon age is release. but thinking about sho being 19 and tsubasa being 16 would make some ppl upset and that brings me joy. (also just how funny it could be thinking about (bc everyone is perpetually the same age) how later when sho a year older and legally being able to drink, and tsubasa not, and despite the fact sho being like i will break the laws about physically assaulting a guy but underage drinking, smoking, and drugs is a no-no is fucking hilarious. (the app is rated t so i guess there's only so much you can do…) (oh and one last note, a character in the event asking if sho enjoys the pain and is a masochist, to have other character be like dude you can't just ask someone that. sho saying no he doesn't enjoy the pain. only for later when they are escaping, a character noting "You look rather happy about all this. Now I'm sure youre a masochist." gbf first crushing my sho masochist headcanon and then building it back up in this event, thank u gbf). anways, rip that was a lot and not even everything, as you can see i have been… distracted by this event. apologies

—END OF GBF RAMBLE—

oh god worry about ppl like that in ina like, there really people out there who don't want you shipping ficitional children?????? and the main ina cast is roughly between 12-15. and got i started watching ina in 2013 when i was 19. which apparently for some people is like bad uwu because it's a show for young teenagers (like lol too bad i'm 27 and even though i haven't kept up with aries i still love ina and all the little babies and wont stop shipping). i didn't even know there was people out there who get UPSET AT AGING UP??? like wtf???? sorry i want them to be old enough to marry, adopt children, have a job, and also f.uck. the dpk au is my lifeblood (and has a lot of Problematic™ content that's never even been posted online anywhere bc it used to be an rp. my favorite is that out of all the relationships in the au, tenma and kyousuke's is probably the most unhealthy bc of kyousuke's mental health. some very bad things happened to fei (per request of my rp partner) (part of vanfeny and garsha's revenge on saru as they were sent to megun while saru walks around ''free'' (what exactly is free is a whole other lore mess in itself that i wrote up about post chrono stone future). and that just lead to more bad things fei then did to himself. problematic™ content 9492347 in the dpk au, shipping ozrock and lalaya. (even worse, bc of lore planning i did for the au and decided how their species worked, lalaya is about 6.5 cycles (faram obius years) or roughly 130 earth years and biologically similar to 13 year earth years, and ozrock is about 48 Ixal years roughly 48 earth years and biologically similar to 24 earth years. so like even a worse ship. i mean just ignore cultural norms would be different on an alien planet and also she's royalty and has an obligation to be wed even younger and is probably socially more mature than a human 13 year old. rip sorry i just like alien stuff. a lot of this was also because wouldn't it be great for lalaya to have a really long lifespan so the human friends she makes get older faster and also die way before her :) ina's gunna hurt me with the bug aliens then i'm going to… continue to hurt myself with more alien life span stuff.)

Anyways, With TenKyou, idk I think it's easy to paint tenma as the innocent ~pure baby~ and kyousuke as ~bad boy~ bc of the first inago… and seed kyousuke was a little bastard man (affectionate). which would idk explain the default to kyouten. but like kyousuke chills the hell out in chrono stone and galaxy. and just bc tenma is a dumbass with a heart of gold obsessed with soccer doesn't necessarily mean he's has to be ~innocent baby 受け~ trope. (not that these are the only tropes that decide) (maybe it's bc i sort of like messing with what it must be like to be the main protagonists best friend and watch him continue to overcome everything and be in the spot light and how everyone praises him. kyousuke with self-esteem issues, looking back at all the problems he's caused, tenma has flaws but they're either negligible or something to love about him and mine have only hurt others. disregarding his own goddamn plot armor in the past. complex, emotional, suffering kyousuke is how i like my kyousuke. need we even get into how god eden was canonically revealed to be physically/mentally abusing seeds and that whole can of worms) (also just "nervous baby i don't know how to approach tenma" kyousuke, "cheeky little shit doesn't have any regards to personal space and boundries" tenma) at least if anyone starts giving me shit about an ina ship or problematic fictional ina content, i can always respond with something i drew back in 2015.

back to the matter of new snap though… that line is so familiar (im pretty sure it's in the eng txt, i have it set to jpn audio tho). i recently started keeping a log of the messages that pop up on the camp, lab, and map screens (but haven't saved too many bc i get distracted or at least i know i'm missing quite a few i have vague memories of). (also idk why my first thought to that line was mirror responding with "That was because you were the one calling me that.") there actually were a couple messages i saved initially that would be useful for fic writing:

Todd: "The professor used to be kinda reckless back in the day. I suppose after 10 year he must've calmed down a bit."

and

Mirror: "Todd's calmed down since I last saw him. Or maybe he's just acting mature because you kids are around…"

possible implications from these that I'm deciding to consider for headcanons:

both reckless and wild in their early 20's but that's not unusual, so they were acting like reckless young adults when they were 20. makes sense.

because mirror mentions the last time i saw him (which is definitely implied not 10 years ago since todd had a research team pin so obviously he's been around a bit since the lab was established) meaning todd is potentially still a chaotic bastard but is just trying to act like an adult in front of the kids. beautiful.

and on that note another wonderful Tood message:

Todd: "I never invited Phil to be my pupil—he just declared himself my "number one student" and started tagging along! But honestly…I was kind of flattered."

the possibility that when todd showed up in game, after that cutscene he went to talk to mirror like "this 10 year old just started following me and wont go away, pls help. what do i do?????"

this unsupervised 10 year old just followed a ~30 year old man into the wilderness and somehow just declares todd is mentor (and took the research team pin from todd to ''borrow''). this is a hostage situation. todd is the hostage.

the idea that perhaps todd just got back from a long expedition and was glad to be back and spend time with mirror, except this kid started following him around and wont leave him alone or go away, and then when he got to the lab there were two more kids there. how the fuck am i supposed to get it on with mirror when we have little alone time and when we finally do we're constantly at risk of being interrupted and/or walked-in on. (that last part was mainly the premise of the fic i wanted to write. "these kids are a handful how are we supposed to have intimate time. especially bc they're all so young and have child energy levels and when they go to bed i am already fucking exhausted." i'm thinking it might work better as like a drabble collection, that way i don't have to adhere to a plot line and can pick and choose scenarios to write because i keep winding up with more scenario ideas that i can nearly piece together into a coherent timeline anymore.)

(also a bit that rita becomes suspicious that they are 100% fu.cking even though all that happened was mirror wasn't asleep up in his bed above the lab and fell asleep in one of the bungalows w/todd and then tried to cover it up like haha what no, i was checking on todd he's not feeling well uh… what? where are my pants? oh. oh i can't believe i just totally got out of bed and left the lab without my pants haha.) (todd and mirror just trying to keep their relationship a secrete out of fear of rumors spreading and it affecting the lab's funding, even though rumors definitely started ages ago but neither of them realize). (also todd doesn't trust phil to keep his mouth shut and doesn't like the optics of the random 10 year old who started following him (UNSUPERVISED) just blabbing to his parents about how his cool mentor is dating the professor at the lab like yikes that could end badly worst case scenario.)

(i like the idea of mirror playing along with todd's ki.nk, albeit a little awkward sometimes (not very good at being intentionally 'sexy' about it, but that's not what todd wants anyways bc it's already inherenty sexy for him). Phill has a message "I barely get half the stuff the professor talks about. Do you?" and i can only image if he said that to todd

todd: （人*´∀｀）i know it's hot

phil: what)

anyways i hope you don't mind me rambling even more on your asks like this. last time i totally just cut chunks out to be smaller but this time… i'm going to leave things in rip.