#perfect rememberance and everything

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You aren't really giving me a choice...you're lucky we are freinds.

Well, a few months ago, during the...war...there was this odd light. It wasn't white, but it was a warm cream color, like old light bulbs. I touched it and suddenly everything..stopped? Then it hurt really bad, and that's when I got all these purple marks realted to them.. -💣

...While that's lovely information, that's not really the full statement, is it?

Wouldn't it be much nicer if you started from the beginning? I reckon it'd be nice to get it off your chest!

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where a monster would take you on a date ִֶָ

જ⁀➴ some small headcanons about where each monster would take you and how the date would go. animal hybrid not included.

── . werewolf boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ werewolf!bf wants to show you his sensitive side on a date, so he want to take you to do something sweet. werewolf!bf is so nervous when the two of you pull up to the bookstore. it was all his idea to pick out books for each other and end the night cooking a meal together. his collar tightened around his furry nape when you walked in together. deeply afraid he'd pick out a book that you wouldn't enjoy or would have to force yourself through for his sake.

꩜ you'd kiss him on the cheek and wish him luck, unbeknownst to him you're equally nervous. the two of you had a short talk on the way here about genres, and neigher of you had much to go off of.

꩜ when you both get back in the car you'd laugh about how nervous you both were when the other one presents their choice of book. both things you equally excited about reading.

꩜ and then you arrive to your shared apartment, you share some wine before making some easy chicken pasta you both really enjoy.

── . vampire boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ your vampire!bf would want to rake you somewhere nice, while also allowing it to be a brand new experience for you. he wants the night to be rememberable, so he takes you to the most beautiful restaurant. ordering a wine you'd never even heard of, and looking adoringly at you.

꩜ vamp!bf is renting out the entire restaurant, he doesn't want anything to mess up or interrupt your perfect night.

꩜ he'd wait until the moon in the perfect place and take you out the terrace to hold your hand, “you looks so delectable under the moonlight mi amore.”

꩜ vampire!bf ends the night with flying, having you on his back as you soar through the skies. wanting you to see how beautiful the nightlife can be from up in the clouds.

── . ghost boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ ghost!bf can't take you out as he's confined to the house he died in, but that doesn't mean he won't put in one hundred percent for your dates. he's swooshing around the house in silence, as you're sleeping, trying to get the perfect day together.

꩜ your day starts with a beautiful breakfast in bed, with the ingredients you all just had laying around. he floats in with ease, a smile on his translucent face which brings one to your face.

꩜ the next part is movies and doing a puzzle or different table top game together. something small but you can do it together in the comfort of your home.

꩜ the night would end in tidying up together and dancing in the kitchen. just enjoying your time together.

── . orc boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ orc!bf loves to be able to show off, he wants to do something that's gonna fun but lets him protect you. orc!bf is going to take you to a haunted house, it's so dark and you can't see anything but he can see everything.

꩜ everytime you get spooked and grasp only his huge muscular arms, he's grinning but feigning innocence and comforting you, “it’s okay, I'll protect you.”

꩜ when orc!bf accidentally gets spooked and punches one of the cast members and you almost pee your pants from laughing. the big scary orc got scared.

꩜ all would led to him backing you against a wall, until he's towering over you. you can feel the body heat coming off of him in waves, “you scared yet?”

── . fae prince boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ fae prince!bf want your forst date to benone exploring the fae world. he'd give you a special piece of jewelry that would keep you from being stuck in this realm. as much as he wants you to eventually rule neside him, he wants you to do that of your violation. so he takes you to see the flora and fauna of his birth place and kingdom.

꩜ fae prince!bf wants to show you all of the delicacies of his kingdom, having the royal chef make you a little bit of everything. all of which he sets you in his lap and feeds you every bite, eager to see your reactions.

꩜ fae prince!bf who has the family tailor make you a beauiful dress made of garments and fabrics you'd never even heard of. the dress if a beauiful gown for your dinner at the end of the night, it fit like a second skin and made you feel oh so beautiful.

꩜ fae prince!bf shows you all of the castle, kingdom, the courtyard and everything, he wants to end the night with a private dinner in the royal garden. sitting across from you under their two moons, his faerie skin sparkling in his true form.

── . tentacle monster boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ while tentacle monster!bf would love to take you back to his realm and show you all the delights, he knows he can't. knows you'd be easily taken as a servant there, a common practice in his homeland. he settles for a comfort food picnic by the water where you both may swim.

꩜ tenatcle monster!bf refused go let you help or know much of anything about the date wanting it to be a surprise for you! he'd help pack some clothes for you to make sure you'll be comfortable.

꩜ his face lights up when you do your little happy dance about the food he packed. he prides himself on knowing you oh so well.

꩜ swimming with you is tentacle monster!bf’s favorite part, getting to be immersed in the natural body of water. not to mention, getting to play with you in the water, wrapping you in his tendrils and creating waves in the nornally waveless lake.

── . shadow monster boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ shadow monster!bf is a little on the basic side, or at least that's what he would say. he loves an old fashion movie and dinner. the movie theatre is the best place for him, as he can sit comfortably in the dark shadows of the viewing room.

꩜ he'd think over the kind of movie for a few days before asking if you'd be up for it. he doesn't really care if it's perfect as things like that don't happen for him very often. he just wants you to be happy. he'd eventually land on horror, remembering he read somewhere it makes the girl cuddle more and that makes it romantic or whatever.

꩜ shadow monster!bf is not like orc!bf or demon!bf he's not very egotistical or even confident. days leading up to the date he's researching anything and everything he can, he's always been ignored having always been in the shadows. so he's not very experienced with dating and you're so pretty.

꩜ picking the restaurant was the hardest part for him, most places are pretty well lit and not being able to slunk into the shadows makes shadow monster!bf very anxious. he eventually ends in a hibachi grill, daek enough to be comfortable but light enough you'll still be anle to look on him. when you arrive you can tell how nervous the poor virgin monster was.

── . demon boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ demon!bf would want something fun yet a little competitive; he decides the best thing would have to be an arcade with a built-in diner. something fun, casual that would end in fun banter. he finds one that has that retro kind of vibe, something that would have a layer of nostalgia.

꩜ as soon as he propses the idea, he'd give a little bite of, “unless you're scared to lose?” he'd raise his eyebrows in mischief and you knew it would be a very fun night.

꩜ demon!bf would immediately bring you over to the skee ball, something easily fun and competitive exactly his mission. you're both smiling and laughing as you smirk and say “i'll gonna wipe the floor with ya, then we'll see who's a loser.” “you got it, sunshine, if i win I'll get a kiss.” demon!bf is cheeky, his tail lightly smacking you on the ass.

꩜ you wouldn't be able to remember a better and more excitable date, you have to have him, inviting him in when he drops you off for the night.

── . angel boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ angel!bf wants to take you on a first date that will be filled with entertainment and enrichment. angel!bf rattles his brain, working over several ideas to make sure it's just perfect. he worries himself to hell and back, with wanting you to be happy. after this he decides on a pottery class with wine tastings. he thought it was romantic yet composed.

꩜ he's so excited when he tells you about the plan, wanting to make sure you don't wear your best clothes in case of mess from the clay or a spill from the wine. angel!bf wishes no harm towards your belongings.

꩜ you're happy to attend this date with him, and the instructor even comments on how in love the two of you look.

꩜ the night would end with angel!bf politely asking, “may i kiss you, i had such a nice time and i know it's a common human practice.”

── . satyr boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ satyr!bf loves to go on outdoorsy dates, but this one he wanted to make sure involved alot of time where you can just chat. satyr!bf loves talking, even more than that, he loves listening to you talk. so because of that, he chooses a carriage ride finished by strawberry patch picking.

꩜ traveling and foraging is something satyr!bf is super familiar with. he's told of multiple travels that he's done and loves sharing it with you.

꩜ satyr!bf shares fun facts about the flora, and fauna of the area, and listening to you excitedly tell how you've always wanted to ride in a carriage like a real princess, “i may not be royalty, but you'll always be my princess.” finishing the sentiment with a kuss on your knuckles.

꩜ when you arrive to the patch filled with strawberry bushels, that's when satyr!bf would present you with a specially made basket with your name engraved on it, as he explains he's going to take you on a series of dates of foraging, picnicing and antique shopping.

── . succubus girlfriend ✦

╰┈➤ succubus!gf loves the ciry nightlife, loves going out at night. the city gives a palpable sexual energy that she cannlightly feed on all night long, so she doesn't kill you at the end of the night. succubus!gf takes you her favorite club, it's not a dancing club something much more smoother, more luxurious.

꩜ succubus!gf won't keep her hands off of you when she brkngs you around, knowing all the men who reaide her will undress you with their eyes. she has to make sure they know you belong to someone.

꩜ if a particular club customer can't keep their eyes and especially their hands to themselves, she'll kiss you breathlessly. to prove a point and because she loves the dumbstruck look you get after everytime your lips touch.

꩜ by the end of the night, succubus!gf had you draped in her lap, head tucked into her neck tipsy from the energy stealing and the alcohol she was feeding to you. you're just so easy that way.

── . incubus boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ incubus!bf would love to go dancing with you or take you for dancing classes you can partake in together. something intimate yet not too sensual. he doesn't want younto bite off more than you can chew, because once he starts going it's hard for him to stop (albeit not impossible, but much harder for incubi than most monsters.)

꩜ he’d sign you up for a waltz, something vesy close with alot of eye contact while also being a good talent to have.

꩜ (ignore if you didn't love princesses as a child:) little did incubus!bf know you loved princesses and knew that's what they all did. you excitedly squealed at the idea of getting to dance like they could.

꩜ it was romantic and a fun thing to do, incubus!bf didn't take into consideration that you might be a little clumsy ans stepping on his toes a few too many times. you tried to laugh it off, and he did too, bringing you both closer.

── . siren girlfriend ✦

╰┈➤ siren!gf loves going on dates that involved water, this time would be no different. siren!gf has been meticulously planning a getaway weekend. she'd be dumb not to notice all the stress you've been under, and ushers you to agree to a weekend of no work or family, just the two of you together.

꩜ there's several things she plans with the weekend, one being the location, a small offshore island that you wouldn't possijly run into anyone either of you know. another thing would be the activities swimming in the ocean with sharks, collecting seashells and getting massages.

꩜ knowing your siren!gf is apart of the ocean makes the shark swimming all the easier to handle. siren!gf smiles warmly at you, while she converses with the shark that her beautiful baby is off limits.

꩜ siren!gf finishes off the weekend with easing all your stress in the most physical way, lapping hungrily at your sweet spot.

── . dragon boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ dragon!bf want to take you on a flight, showing off his scales and unbelievably long wingspan. swift flying around moutains, so you could see the fresh snow and back down into a beautiful flower filled valley. urging you to see his secret cave overflowing with beautiful gems.

꩜ dragon!bf who looks on you lovingly as you collect flowers and make matching flower crowns for the two of you.

꩜ dragon!bf who is falling for you so quickly and with such intensity he allows you to pick one gem to take home with you. even urges you to take the pretty rose quartz he has surrounded by red flora.

꩜ dragon!bf who loves to nuzzle up with you and winds down the night by wrapping himself around you. enveloping you in his smoky scent.

[razzle-n-dazzle]

Yandere headcanons for any character of your choosing? I loved the Adam ones !

ᯓ★ General YANDERE! Headcanons (triple threat!) Angel Dust / Reader, Mammon / Reader, Vox / Reader TW! If you don't like this type of content please scroll away: Dark romance, Romanizes Yandere(s), stalking, drugs, alcohol, mention of (sexual) abuse, toxic relationship at the start (Mammon), gaslighting, murder, weird ex behavior (Vox), accusations of incest (didn't happen, Vox), manipulation (Vox), kidnapping, forced love/relationship, emotional manipulation.

ᯓ It was the moment that you started treating Angel Dust as Anthony, not just a play-thing or a fuck buddy or a guy to do crack or get wasted with, just plain, pure Anthony, that anything really stirred in him.

ᯓ He had seen you around the street a few times, never really talked to you yet just always managed to point you out from the crowd. He never knew why, nor did he understand why you, another Sinner just trying to live your own life in this hell-pit, always stuck out to him like a sore thumb anytime he was near your vicinity. It wasn't until he actually spoke to your first in the hotel that he realized why; You weren't a bitch, you didn't act like everyone else in hell and it was odd.

ᯓ It was like you were a toned down version of Charlie, still bubbly like her and very much being able to keep up if need be, yet you were quiet and kept to yourself; Speaking only when spoken to, or when need be, and even then your voice carried this honey sweetness Angel only expected in the voice of, well, angels. "Oh, hello, Angel!" Was your first words to him. And they strangely held no malice, irreverence, or flirtatious tone, not even undertone; They were just plan and simply, and slightly sweet, and was just a greeting. He wouldn't realize how you friend spoke to him would stick into his head later that night, nor that starting that conversation with you would change his life so much. After all, with a new resident at the hotel, who happened to be at bar at the same time as Angel, was nothing to be note worthy or right home about. There was only one bar at the hotel, and it was kind of used as the main common room even if there were couches.

ᯓ Yet you made it rememberable. And you always made your interactions with Anthony after that rememberable.

ᯓ Yandere! Angel is more Anthony than Angel speaking, thinking, feeling, at least most of the time; Because it was Anthony you had made an impression on that night, not Angel. It was Anthony you had captured the heart of truly and wholly, leaving no room for competition by completely devouring his attention and infecting his mind with your sunny smile and sweetened voice. His mind, from that day on, was captured by you and your everything. Even when trying to be Angel, trying to be that perfect Porn Star everyone knows him to be, as soon as you capture his attention it's like he can't think. All he can see is you, all he can smell is you, all his thoughts are consumed and eaten by your presence. By your soft touches and your words and just by you. In his eyes, you're perfect.

ᯓ He wants to be both be you and be with you at once.

ᯓ He wanted your sweet nature, which still left room to let you stand up for yourself. He craved to have your gentle touch, not soiled by his line of infiltrating, disgusting, consuming work. He yearned for your body, to both be plush and flushed against his hands and yet also for your body to be his. He wanted you. He wanted your being, your soul, your everything. He wanted your trust and your kindness, even if he felt he didn't deserve it. He wanted to keep you to himself and shield away from what he was, who he was, and who he worked for.

ᯓ He wanted to love you and for you to love him.

ᯓ During your first few months of being friends, and maybe even after, Anthony made it a point to try and talk to you whenever he could. He also made it a point to scroll endlessly through your Instagram, Twitter, and any other form of social media in Hell that you had and he could get his hands on. He slowly began to learn who you were friends with, where your favorite food joints where, where you liked to hang out, your style of clothes, and if you had family down in Hell. Anthony get's so absorbed in having you in his life that something in the back of brain slowly began to justify his stalkerish actions, even encouraged it when he felt disgusted doing so before. 'They're posting this for all of Hell to see', 'You're just trying to learn more about them to be better friends', 'Other people would do this too, you're not doing anything wrong', 'They might like it'.

ᯓ Though he wouldn't let you know he does this. He wouldn't want to creep or freak you out, that would just drive you away, and he couldn't bare not having a day where he got to see your face or hear your voice. And he also wouldn't be able to handle it if you began to look at him with shame and fear. Oh, he would never want to hurt you like that.

ᯓ He would never want to hurt you, ever; Nor would he want, or let, anyone else hurt you.

ᯓ He needed to keep you away from Valentino and Angel Dust. Anthony knew you loved him, at least to some sort of extent, yet he didn't know if you would love Angel Dust; A porn star who's had his private parts flashed all over hell and has done every kinky shit that could be thought up of. And oh, Valentino, if he ever caught wind that Anthony Angel Dust was dating some sinner, he would be pissed. Either going out for you directly or going after Angel himself, and while he could take the abuse, especially if it meant saving you the pain, he would not put you through that shit.

ᯓ He would keep you close, made sure you felt protected and safe and loved, yet far enough to never entangle you in his fucked up work world.

ᯓ Yandere! Anthony, who adores any sort of non-sexual physical contact between the two of you, even if it takes him a moment to get comfortable with. Forgiving and forgetting old, and active, habits were hard, and yet you waited for him, you held patience and understanding for his background. It just made him fall even more madly in love with you.

ᯓ Yandere! Anthony, who may or may not have killed a few sinners for even daring to try and touch you (thinking you were a porn star just like Angel) just because you associated with him.

ᯓ Anthony, who will receive a phone call from you while doing a shoot for Val and try his best to answer right away, even if it meant facing repercussions. He just couldn't bare thinking about the possibility that you could be in trouble and missing that call, just to find out you were ordering coffee and forgot his order; But if it had been the latter, he would never forgive himself. Plus, while being plowed into by a few dozen guys, he always craves to hear your voice. It's like a breath of fresh air he needs to keep going.

ᯓ Anthony, who's able to put up with Val's requests and wants because he knows he gets to return to the hotel to see you, and your smiling face and feel you pepper sweet kisses into his cheeks if he wanted. Maybe even cuddle up against you, listening to your rhythmed breathing as you took care of his aches and pains. As you gave him the after care he didn't know he so desperately needed until know.

ᯓ Anthony, who didn't know how jealous he could get until he noticed you started hanging around a certain person a lot more; Or maybe that person wanted to start hanging around you a lot more. Either way, even if he had worked that tag, he constantly asked to tag along. And when you weren't looking, he would shoot glares and threats at the sinner who dared try and steal his lover; He would keep this up for as long as it took for the sinner to get the message and leave you along. And when you started to realize that friend was distancing themselves from you, he would swoop in and call him an asshole and that you deserved better friends. All the while he cupped your cheeks, squishing your face together, and peppered a kiss in between your eyebrows to quell the pain you felt.

ᯓ Anthony who is nothing short but a soft Yandere, who simply just wants you all for himself. You were too good to be faced out there with all the creeps and the weirdos of the world; And while he might not fully deserve you, you seemed to have picked him and he'll make sure your after life if the best experience of your life.

ᯓ "You cannot be in love with- with that two-timing, bitch ass face, Mammon! Don't you see what he's doing to you?!" Where some of the last words you ever heard from your long time friend before effectively cutting them off; Because it's what you thought best at the time. It's what Mammon told you was best at the time, claiming they were simply jealous and wanted to end your perfect relationship with him. It would be the last words from any sort of 'reason' you would ever heard, words trying to help but you knew they didn't understand. And that wasn't from Mammon's reasoning, nor his infection in your brain, nor his overpowering stance that easily made you tremble and obey.

ᯓ It was by your own thoughts, your own judgement that you had passed from dating Mammon ever since the day he killed your lover; Hanging them up on stage for everyone to see, a wide, psychopathic grin on his face before he turned to you, asking for your hand in marriage.

ᯓ And you had been afraid of him, afraid of death, when you had agreed all those years ago. He was a Sin, a Prince of Hell, and that made his power greatly out way yours. You had been afraid of the reproductions of you had said no, even if you truly had held no love or even care for Mammon at that time; The fear of his power pushed you to agree.

ᯓ Mammon, who had been spying on you since they day you came into his Ring of Greed, without your knowledge. Had always held a fascination about you, and the way you consumed and toyed with his mind, making him feel like you were worth than any amount of money or gold in the world. Which was ridiculous, as he knew for a fact you wouldn't be worth much, even if he did make you a marketable sex toy. Fizz? He was worth money, he was worth time, he was worth so much more than you and yet... when Mammon looked at you, heard your laughter, saw your smile and the way you just lived your life, you were suddenly worth more than anything he could get his grimy, greedy hands on.

ᯓ You became all he wanted to get his greedy hands on; And when Mammon wants something, he will get it, even if it meant he had to use force. So killing a Lover, that was something he was willing to do if it meant you would love him. Surely you could look past that and love him all the same!

ᯓ At first, you were like Mammon's little play thing. Sure, he loved you deep to his core, so much so it terrified you cold, but he could tell you didn't love him back. Not yet. So he showed you all the reasons you should love him over your past Lover, even if he knew they couldn't play this fun little game right back: He would take you out on the town, made sure you were dressed in the most expensive and flashing and tight fitting clothes in all of the nine rings! He took you to expensive restaurants, on fancy excursions, and basically became like a sugar daddy just to prove himself. All the while also acting like a body guard, stabbing anyone with one of his many spider-like legs if they dared get to close to either of you. He would buy you fancy gifts, he would show you luxurious nights in bed, he would even introduce you to the other Sins as his lover to solidify your place.

ᯓ All he needed was your love! And you should have just gave it to him from the start!... but, playing this little game is fun too. Even though he was making sure it would be temporary.

ᯓ To say you were too scared to leave Mammon at first was would be an understatement; You were blood-cold terrified.

ᯓ Yet, little did you know that the influence you had in Mammon's brain was greater than you or him had ever thought. Now, Mammon knew will you were constantly on his brain, that he was constantly seeking for you in every room, that he was drunk off your presence along and that he never wanted you to leave his side! Hell, he would have killed you if you ever tried!... at first.

ᯓ Though there's a weird thing that happens when you're both deeply in love with someone and around them all the time, not allowing them to venture far from your side. Something that is so extraordinary that it can't be completely summed up or explained in words. It's like, you slowly start realizing how to love. That was the best word to describe it as. It's something that wasn't caught on at first, something that slowly inched it's way in and changed the way you and Mammon functioned together. And it was weird but wonderful all at the same time. Where Mammon only cared about showing and flashing you off, he slowly started to notice what you did and didn't like to eat. At first he brushed it off, but soon found himself ordering your favorite meal from any choice restaurant when you weren't with him, which is a rare occasion, just to taste it. Just to remind him of you. Then it turned into appreciation, small but encroaching. Whether he would notice the small things you do in the background, even if you didn't fully love him, which made his life a whole lot easier; Which made Fizz a whole lot happier, which made him a whole lot more money. How you always knew what he wanted and needed after a long day, how you fetched it for him just because he looked tired. Just because it was nice. And all these slow baby steps, of learning how to love and not yearn for someone, changed you both for the better. More so Mammon than you.

ᯓ Think of your relationship now more like Gomez and Morticia Addams; In a weird, still fucked up way.

ᯓ Mammon didn't exactly worship the ground you walked on, but he did worship you a lot more than before. Always having you in front row seats at his show, or if he was judging sat upon his lap like a Princess. In which would leave him to his own greedy, grimy thoughts and before you knew you, small peppers up your arm turned to kisses on the neck, and then Mammon having you straddle his waist as he took the air from your lungs; Kissing you with all the greed of the world, yet passion as well. He was hungry for you.

ᯓ He was starving.

ᯓ He was both possessive, largely so, and protective of you. You were not let outside the house without Mammon or some sort of guard, not that he trusted them entirely. While he didn't want you to get hurt, or damaged, he also didn't want your body to be on display for other eyes if he wasn't there. Your body was all his, and while people can gawk at it and stare all they want, he will be right there snickering and sneering at them. He will always be there.

ᯓ He is big on PDA, big on showing everyone who you belong do, big on showing you off, big on making sure people knew no one could touch you as long as he was here, big on making everyone know you were kid... but Big on making sure you were happy too. Even if he is an asshole and loved to make sexist jokes or laugh at and with you at the most inappropriate times or say he's going to make a sex doll of you because it would turn in such a profit!- (Which he would never, your body, especially the best fucking part, was only his.) -He still cares enough to care about you and your happiness.

ᯓ He's a douche, but a loveable douche; You just might need to teach him some proper manners, or else all your clothes might as well be covered from the blood of every sinner in Hell.

ᯓ You actually used to date Vox, used to be seated right next to him in his TV programs, helping run his show behind the scenes, helping him with his frustrations; Basically, being an unpaid worker and doing it all just because you knew it helped Vox. It made his day less stressful, it allowed him to relax. Sure he could have been overbearing at times, a little possessive even around the V's, yet he was generally a good lover and you enjoyed his company.

ᯓ Yet you had to put your foot down and end your relationship with him due to this possessive attitude. You had found it cute at first, though when he went as far as to threaten and stalk one of your siblings, because he thought they were way too close to you, you couldn't handle it. Even more so when he tried to gaslight you, basically shouting out: "No sibling should EVER be that fucking close to each other! He was fucking touching you, and I'm not going to fucking stand for it, you hear me?" And he had never shouted at you before, even while frustrated. So it had taken you aback a little, even more so when you say how his eyes widened, how a twisted grin strung itself on his face. He wasn't Vox; He wasn't your Vox. "So it's either ME or THEM. Pick wisely here." This wasn't the Vox you had fallen in love with. The charming man who was chivalrous, who had an award winning smile, who made you swoon and laugh, who you could talk to for hours even if he ranted about everything that annoyed him during the day. This wasn't him, he wouldn't be grabbing your face as he was now, harsh and indenting, basically breaking skin and causing you to bleed on his hands. Staring at you with a crazed look, making you choose between him and your family, making accusations that your siblings had incestual interested in you! "You're crazy." The words left you winded, like all the air had been knocked out of your lungs in one sad attempt to voice yourself. A sad attempt it was indeed, and you knew that as soon as Vox let out a growl and forcefully shoved your head to the side, effectively knocking you down to the floor. This wasn't him, the thought continued to swirl around your head as your body scrapped across the polished floor. As you shook a hand out, attempting to crawl away from Vox, attempted to escape anything else he might through your way to let him cool down by himself. Yet, a pain yell was the only reward of that fruitless effort of yours from Vox slamming and digging his foot into the middle of your back. Tears prickled in your eyes, a choked out sob, as you could barely make out the glitched words that spewed out of Vox's mouth.

ᯓ "What the FUCK did you just say to me, bitch?!"

ᯓ Safe to say your family and friends had to get involved, had to help you sneak out in the middle of the night and place you under protection. You knew better than to forgive Vox after something like that, his act completely and utterly broke all the trust you had for him; And if he hit you once, he would hit you again. So you stayed far away from The V's corner of the Pride ring, far, far away; And slowly you started the process of healing, of learning how to do life without Vox at your side, of learning how to not be afraid he might turn up, of learning how to live again.

ᯓ You didn't realize how much he had drained you mentally and physically over the course of your relationship, as it was all hidden as acts and gestures of love; Of nights alone, cuddling in the dead of night while no one else knew. Of drinking glasses of wine, watching some late night program or ranting about your shitty lives. Of hanging out with the rest of the V's and of going out with Vox and feeling like you were on top of the world!

ᯓ And slowly you started to feel safe again, after months and months had past with no Vox, you started to go outside with more confidence and by your own; You ventured and you saw and you thought you were safe. Vox couldn't hurt you any longer, Vox had no more control over you, Vox didn't care about you anymore so why should you care about him! He can go suck some power Overlord's cock and get his power through the people he keeps around him. He can go fuck off because you didn't need him anymore.

ᯓ But, oh, Vox needed you.

ᯓ And you didn't know, you couldn't know, that he's been tracking every step you took outside your home; Silently listening to all your conversations, silently always being there, inches away from you, foaming at the mouth with the idea of having you again. Yet waiting. Always waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And now you're alone, and you're unnoticed in a crowd of sinners, and you're in perfect range...

ᯓ And you'll be his soon enough.

ᯓ You don't remember much after heading into that store. You don't even remember leaving it. In fact, you didn't remember much, and any events that happened after you had entered that store kind of blurred together in a hasty mist. All you could remember is that you had gone in, attempting to find a new camera or laptop for your sibling; Who had been just crawling up your ass, bugging you about the latest technology that had came out and how it would do wonders for their career... that and you knew they just wanted a new laptop or camera, even though theirs worked perfectly fine. And yet, you cannot remember if you even managed to get to the camera or laptop section before everything god mudded and hazed.

ᯓ "Well, fuck me in the ass, you're awake!" And then an all too familiar voice rang out in the room, which you hadn't taken to notice you were in. A room, your eyes shot up to take it in, that was unmistakably familiar; A bedroom. His bedroom; Where you were tied in on a plush chair, where he had made his way over to you. Where he now, grabbing the arm rests of the chair, leaned tauntingly over your smalling frame, with that crazed smile. Oh that smile, one that used to live in your dreams, first welcomed and then hauntingly. That smile that made you coward down and away, paired with those crazed, piercing eyes. "No no," Vox would then coo, reaching his clawed hands up to cup your cheeks. His actions were gentle and sweet, like he was holding a glass vase that could be destroyed even with the slightest pressure added down onto it. "Hey, hey, look at me. I'm not going to hurt you... look at me, Darling."

ᯓ And yet you didn't meet Vox's eyes, you couldn't, and instead Vox would helplessly watch as you cowered away from him and flinching at his honeyed touch; As you feared him. Feared.. HIM! The one man who has silently killed everyone who had crossed your path, everyone who had made you uncomfortable, everyone who dared tried to through anything your fucking way he killed them all! For you...

ᯓ AND YOU DARED FUCKING COWER AWAY FROM HIM LIKE HE WOULD HURT YOU?!

ᯓ "I SAID FUCKING LOOK AT ME!" Snapped Vox as a sudden, sharp, pain stabbed into your cheek, causing you to choke out in pain, as Vox forcefully snapped your neck towards him; Forcing you to look him directly in the eye. You saw the way his left eye was wide open, swirling black lines around his pupil. That crazed look, it painted his face, and yet something inside of you was coaxing you that it was okay. That he was crazy because he cared, because he loved you, because he wanted you to be safe...

ᯓ Because he was sorry.

ᯓ The voice was strong, it pounded against your head even as you knew logically it wasn't that; None of what that invading, creeping, engulfing voice said true! Vox wasn't sorry for his actions, he never would be, he was, and is, boiling and pissed and controlling. He was a man who got what he wanted when he wanted because he forced it that way. And yet, the voice was so coaxing and sweet... And you watched though a fuzzy mind as Vox slowly kneeled down in front of your chair. Where you even tied up anymore? You could barely tell. Gently, his hands slid down your face, the blood cascading down with them, as he felt your figure against his hands once more. And slowly, gently, still staring up at you, he took your hands in his. He played with something cold, solid, against your hand, a wedding ring, silently twirling it around your finger as a honeyed smiled sunk onto his lips, "Honey, sweetie," His voice started, glitching out slightly before leveling back out, "I'm so, so sorry for scaring you. Really, I didn't mean to hurt you, I was just frustrated and upset-" There was a break in his speech, allowing for a chuckle to slip through, "-and we both know I can get unreasonable when I'm upset. I promise, it won't happen again, Darling, so.. come back home, please."

ᯓ Something in the back of your head was trying to shout and claw it's way through, trying to break through the skin and flesh of your brain and bleed out it's words and thoughts. Yet it never came to fruition, as the thought past by like a cloud drifting off in the wind from a flutter in your chest. A grin seeping onto your face, "Vox.." You would mumble, tone sweet and loving and forgiving; forgetting; Forgetting what he had put you through, the pain and the suffering you had to bear alone. Forgetting how he plastered your face on TV screens for weeks on end, bashing you to all of the Pride Ring to hear. Forgetting how he had cracked your spine all those months ago. Forgetting, not forgiving. "...I'm sorry for leaving in the first place."

ᯓ And in that moment, Vox knew something you didn't know: He, had, won. You were his, sure under the power of his little mind control, but you were his again and he was yours. And no one, and nothing, is going to ever take you away from him ever again.

ᯓ He'll make sure of it. You wouldn't miss your family anyways, you wouldn't even remember them!

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[snake-spire]

After letting all soak in, have to say, Season 5 of Malevolent was kinda disappointing to me.

It felt like so much happened but simultaneously, nothing at all. I can’t recall any episode individually that was really stand out, besides episode 42 and 43. 42 is only because Arthur got stabbed at the end (during pride month too). And 43 in my opinion, is the best episode of Malevolent hands down. The absolute roller coaster of emotions. It was pretty perfect. And we got to sit with characters not through Arthur’s perspective. It was something new and refreshing and I’m disappointed we didn’t get more. Like an episode of Arthur sleeping and John and Yorik talk. Or just something else.

I remember seeing that people wanted a John focused season and we got one episode, and then everything else was just forgettable. Even some of the plot lines went nowhere. Horig was the biggest disappointment of them all. Arthur is no longer cursed. All he had was that sickness. We had a great moral dilemma with Arthur and I was so excited about it. And maybe that might come into play in season 6. But there is so much that needs to be addressed and packed into that season and I don’t really see how that could fit. I think this season could have benefited from being longer.

The season started off so strong for me and the fact that I’m very neutral about it, didn’t love it nor did I hate it, kinda disappoints me.

I can name the major plot points of every season except for season 5. I can’t even remember what happens in the second half and I listened to those as they released. It felt so disconnected to me. I didn’t even find the characters we were introduced to rememberable, which is disappointing because season 5 has such a strong start.

I have strong hopes for season 6, I feel like there’s a much clearer direction to look forward to (AND LILITH OH MY BELOVED LILITH)

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hi steph

Was wondering if you had any short fics you'd recommend? I'm looking for around 5 000 words or less

I need something that won't tempt me to read til 2 in the morning haha

Thank you <3

Hi Nonny!

Oh, GOSH, I have SO MANY short fics I could recommend! A lot of my fave fics are under 5K hahha.

I do actually have several lists you can check out which are primarily bookmarked fics y'all will enjoy:

Fics Under 2000 w.

Fics Under 2000 w. Pt. 2

Fics Under 2000 w. Pt. 3

Heartwarming Stories Under 10K

Hurt / Comfort Pt. 1: Under 5K Words

Hurt / Comfort Pt. 2: 5K to 10K Words

Hurt / Comfort Pt. 5: Under 5K Words Pt. 2

Pining Sherlock Pt. 2 (Under 5K)

Parentlock Pt. 4A (MFLs 0-25K w.)

Short PWP Under 15K

Morning Sex (Short Fics)

And I just checked my offline lists and YAY I have enough for a part four list! So check out these fics, and if y'all have some more short fics, please add them, would love to rec them!

Enjoy!

FICS UNDER 2000 w. Pt. 4

The Last Room At The End of The Hall by Corporate_cards (G, 219 w.,  1 Ch. || Fluff) – All things can wait, for finally things work, in the last room at the end of the hall. Part 1 of Random Things I've Written In Class -- Johnlock

Soaring Above by Corporate_cards (G, 394 w., 1 Ch.  || TRF, Light Angst, Superpowers) – "Have you ever though about having a super power...?" Part 2 of the Random Things I've Written In Class -- Johnlock series

A Perfect Figure by ecb327 (K, 622 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, First Person POV Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Introspection, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Light Angst) – Sherlock build a spot in his mind palace for John. FFNet

Vale Mea by JohntheBlonde (G, 622 w., 1 Ch. || Implied/Referenced Death, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Pining Sherlock, Epistolary) – 'I, William Sherlock Scott Holmes...hereby...declare this my last Will and Testament.' 

Bond, Sherlock Bond! by macgyvershe (T, 631 w., 1 Ch. || Fluff, Kissing, Couch Cuddles, Sexy Talk with No Explicit Sex, Bond Night, Established Relationship) – John is doing a Bond-a-thon. Sherlock is ready for a night of movies and munchies. Washed down with Devil Mountain coffee. Eventually everything comes together in the best of ways.

Octopus by glass_rose_paperweight (G, 705 w., 1 Ch. || Established Relationship, Fluff, Bed Sharing, Limpet Sherlock) – A week after Sherlock and John finally get together, and John is finding sharing a bed with Sherlock Holmes to be ... difficult, sometimes. If not downright suffocating.

Cigarettes and Shampoo by laura0506 (T, 783 w., 1 Ch. || Humour, Friendship) – John goes to the shops to meet someone he wasn't supposed to. FFNet

Once Upon A Time by ProfessorSquirrell (T, 908 w., 1 Ch. || Family, Snippets of Life, Romance, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Implied Drug Use, Angst with Happy Ending) – There is a room in Sherlock's mind palace where nothing gets deleted. And it looks like this... FFNet

Tidying Up by mattsloved1 (K+, 951 w., 1 Ch. || Humour, Friendship) – John comes home to a thoroughly cleaned flat. Or so it seems. FFNet

Texts and Tea by JillianWatson1058 (K, 959 w., 1 Ch. || Friendship, Texting, Humour, Fluff, POV John, Cranky John) – A John who is woken up at 2:30 in the morning is not a happy John. Sherlock, frankly, doesn’t care. He just wants his tea. FFNet

My Unfortunately Average Sized Cranium by Haelia (K+, 996 w., 1 Ch. || Humour, Headache, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Implied Past Drug Use, Doctor John) – In which Sherlock has a migraine. ALMOST Johnlock. Not quite. FFNet

The Four Incidents by TheGirlWithRedHair22 (K+, 1,064 w., 1 Ch. || S1 Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, John Whump, Accident, John POV, Hand Holding, Worried Sherlock, Sherlock’s Self Esteem) – The first time John was present when someone insulted Sherlock, he brushed it off as a strange coincidence.

Poppies For John by grannysknitting (T, 1,102 w., 1 Ch. || Hurt/Comfort, Friendship) – Rememberance Sunday fic - John notices a discrepancy between Sherlock's stated intent and his actions. Sherlock, for once, explains himself. Friendship or pre-slash, your choice. Intended in honour of those who defend us. FFNet

Peacock by ClassyGirlsWearPearls (T, 1,189 w., 1 Ch. || Romance, Cranky Sherlock, Soft John, Hand Holding, Soft Sherlock) – A study in Sherlock and John. FFNet

Mizzle by MrsNoggin (K, 1,233 w., 1 Ch || Friendship, Fluff, Platonic Johnlock, Humour, Slice of Life) – John can't decide if it's raining or not. Sherlock doesn't understand. FFNet

And, Usually, He's the One Who GIVES Me a Headache by Cumberbatch Critter (T, 1,315 w., 1 Ch. || Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, POV John, Cranky John, Headaches, Head Massage) – A migraine is never fun. FFNet

Hallucinations can't open doors by Bespectacled dreamer (K+, 1,330 w., 1 Ch. || Reunion, Hurt / Comfort, Friendship, Hallucinations, John’s Wedding, Light Humour) – In which John gets married and Sherlock gets a broken nose. FFNet

Out on da pull by I-O-U-a-picture (T, 1,375 w., 1 Ch. || Humour, Friendship) – John going 'out on da pull' and getting so close to getting digits so many times but Sherlock just conveniently keeps turning up prattling on about eyeballs in the microwave... FFNet

Three Ways Sherlock Conformed to His Stereotype by Jennistar1 (K+, 1,445 w.,  1 Ch. || Humour, Cranky Sherlock) – "It's a hat." / Urge to roll eyes, quashed. "Yes. I can see that." / "It's called a deerstalker." FFNet

Here to Stay by MockJayPhoenix12 (K, 1,574 w., 1 Ch. || Post Reunion, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Headache, Bed Sharing, Care Taker Sherlock, Hand Holding, Fluff) – On Sherlock's first day home, John wakes with a migraine. FFNet

Non-Toxic by NinjaNina2 (M, 1,713 w., 1 Ch. || Post S4, Parentlock with Rosie, Established Relationship, Oneshot, Stubborn Sherlock, Worried John, Doctor John, Fluff and Humour, Misunderstandings)  – Based on previous experiences, John has every right to be worried when gone for a medical conference, but what is the extent of damage This time…?!?

Upon This Throne by ifonlynotnever (T, 1,773 w., 1 Ch. || Pre-TRF, Angst, Romance, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Introspection, Imagery, Pining Sherlock, Drug Use, Passage of Time) – Inside Sherlock's mind is a Palace. Inside the Palace are many rooms. Within the largest room is the Throne. Upon the Throne sits the King. FFNet

Riptide Lover Remix: Firsthand Research by jinglebell (E, 1,779 w., 1 Ch. || Merfolk AU || Merman John, Interspecies Porn, Subtle Masochism, Huge Cock, Size Kink, Anal, Domination, Rough Sex, Prostate Massage, Forced Orgasm, Prostate Milking, PWP) – A Riptide Lover spinoff in which John is the undine. Sherlock is arse-fucked by a merman on an abandoned dock. He loves it. A companion piece to Riptide Lover.

The Three-Word Tin Collection by TheBookshelfDweller (K, 1,885 w., 1 Ch. || First Person Sherlock POV, Mild Pining, Angst, Romance, Hiatus) – What happens when Sherlock has to store the things he wants to say to John while deconstructing Moriarty's web, but the Mind palace proves an inadequate place to store them? FFNet

Dying Changes Everything by whitchry9 (K+, 1,919 w., 1 Ch || Sherlock POV, Suicidal Ideation, Near-Death, Hospital, Sherlock Whump, Gunshot, Unhappy/Ambiguous Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship) – Sherlock is having an existential crisis and wants to have a near death experience like John did to gain some perspective. “Shoot me John!” he insisted, gesturing to himself. John just looked at him. “Are you completely mad?” FFNet

Cards by Caighlee (K+, 1,954 w., 1 Ch. || Friendship, Humour, Games) – Sherlock has been without a case for a few days and Molly's suggested experiment - something with a pig head (ew) - is losing it's appeal. Can John come up with something that'll distract Sherlock for a bit longer? And how did John pull off that card trick? Sherlock'll never know because a magician never tells a secret. Except maybe when faced with a smiling Consulting Detective. FFNet

Evermore by SosoHolmesWatson (G, 2,068 w., 1 Ch. || Post-S4,  5-Year-Old Rosie, Love Confessions, Song Fic, Parentlock, Oblivious John, Pining Sherlock, First Kiss, Love Confessions, Fluff, Friends to Lovers, Disney Songs, Beauty and the Beast) – For the past years, John and Sherlock have lived at Baker Street again, raising Rosie together--as friends and nothing more. Ever since the little girl has watched her first Disney movie, she is obsessed with princesses. When John comes home one day, he finds his friend and his daughter in the middle of a reenactment of her current favourite. Part 1 of Made of Music

[arsene-fixates]

Our flowers and what they represent

Seeker as lavenders and Informant as forget-me-nots

These flowers are something that we desire from each other, on top of encapsulating it’s owner in a way.

Informant on being forget-me-nots On the theme of Rememberance, he doesn’t want to be forgotten. He is someone who has spent years hiding and being on his own, and I like to think that the moment the werewolf incident happened, something clicked in him, a sense of guilt that came along with becoming a form of danger (as the werewolf) which then pushes him to want to help, and why he’s always throwing himself into his work, why he’s so devoted (devotion being one of the meanings behind the flower)

The next theme of forget me nots is True Love. Informant is someone who desires companionship, he wants someone to be by his side, but he’s realistic with this type of love because he knows he wouldn’t be the perfect partner, that he wouldn’t and can’t fulfil everything his partner would want due to his reserved nature, due to all the walls that he has built up.

Additionally on the topic of this, the origins of forget-me-nots are of a knight who fell into a river whilst picking flowers for his beloved, the weight of his armor being the one that caused him to drown. I could project this onto Informant in the sense that his duty was the one that caused his downfall, his fault for leaning too close to danger — to the river just for his beloved. Like not shedding the armor as a form of devotion “i protect you by protecting the world around you”

Seeker’s desires Following the theme of Remembrance Seeker doesn’t want to be forgotten either, to not be needed once the city is saved. Like yes, things still do need to be found, but not in the frequency that would take up all of their time. They don’t want to be cast aside, and besides, what would they even do once the city is over? It goes into their theme of being a blank slate, that they’re only made for one thing. Onto True Love, just like informant, they desire companionship. someone that would understand them, but unlike informant, it’s rather idealistic and innocent in their perception in the sense that, they believe that Informant is the one that they’re meant to be with, which is why they don’t stop being interested even when Informant pushes them away.

something something.. they desire each other so that they can be remembered by each other

Seeker on being Lavenders The first number of themes that ties with lavenders are Silence, Devotion, Serenity and Calmness. On Silence, it’s how they don’t quite have a say in the things they do, a lot of the times it’s the townspeople telling them “yes! do this! do that! get this item and get me that item — quick!” they do have a say in things but it’s only on minor issues, when there are life threatening problems, they are the one that automatically has to step up to do the job. it’s a forced sense of Devotion. They’re the only ones that can do it, so they have to.

On Serenity and Calmness, it’s the fact that they’re supposed to be the rock, the person that shoulders all of the city’s problems, so they keep calm, they cannot panic in the face of other townspeople who are. They’re who people turn to in a time of need, and a pillar of support they will be.

The next set of themes are Elegance and Royalty. Both in the sense that they’re seen as a higher being, not human in a way. They’re a well known figure, they even have fans! they’re already being looked up to.

Informant’s desires Talking about Silence, I imagine Informant would desire this in his past self, from having an overbearing brother, I feel like he’d wish he had someone in his childhood that wouldn’t want anything out of him, someone who doesn’t have any expectations of him. Someone who would listen to him for once. Silence in listening.

Then, Serenity and Calmness. I think this one is rather obvious, with how Informant would desire some respite from his risk filled life. with all that adrenaline pumping, Seeker with their Calm demeanour is something he takes relief in, His Serenity.

Finally, Elegance and Royalty. This is less of a want and more of a ‘makes him think about himself’ It’s another thing he wishes he had in his past self. He never truly felt like he was fit for the life of a noble, so in his perception, seeing that air of Elegance around the Seeker, he can almost imagine them at the parties he was invited to but never went. He wonders of a life where he was more fitting for that sort of life. It makes him rather reflective on where he is now.

[deqdlyowl]

It's been a while since I wrote this post, but the problem is that the relationships between bishops lasted thousands of years, and it's impossible for them to not change at all. There were three phases, but even with them it wasn't enough, I can tell.

It's not "oh yeah that's them before Narinder's imprisonment, they were a nice God family, how cute!", but I can excuse myself by saying that I was fatigued back then and picked the "most balanced" timeline.

Of course when Shamura (in their late 40's?) was just an infant god (a teen god :D, it's been 15 years after finding a crown) and found Kallamar, who was a young adult, neither of them knew what to do with each other. They didn't have any plans on getting a new "family" and it took a while to understand that it was something they both (but mostly Shamura, uh oh) needed. Before that, Shamura tried to be a "mentor" and could've been quite controlling, but not in a way "you SHOULD do this, and NEVER this", but more like always asking for reports about what Kallamar did or will do.

And it all made their relationship quite tense, but not hostile... And, due to some reasons from their mortal life, Shamura was never actually able to be a "mentor" that is usually portrayed, more like a(n annoying) caretaker, ahaha. As Kallamar pointed it out, something just clicked in Shamura's head, and they understood how much they miss taking care of someone as an eldest, and rememberes one thing they saw like months after finding a crown-, so hey! Yeah, you, squid, you're my brother now, deal with it. (Totally not a stage of bargaining no no)

It thankfully made their sib-bro relationship more warm and then even the most stable one! Yeahh, in the beginning Shamura was still making some mistakes (due to a big situation, AKA the beginning, that, shush, I won't tell, but which was just stressing, overwhelming, and you get it), but Kallamar wasn't the type to shame, he was always just pointing it out, hoping that Shamura will start noticing those things themselves and act better, even if he was annoyed sometimes, and even angry. (You can't have a 100% perfect relationship with anyone, after all, argues WILL happen, especially if you spend a lot of time together)

(Why's Kallamar a coward, though? It came from mortal life, and nothing ever changed it at the end)

So, shortly, Shamura-Kallamar sibbro relationship is strangers → too tense → tense(fixing) → respect → warm-respect

~60 years timeskip.

When finding Narinder, who was a teenager... Who was THAT TYPE of teenagers (wild, mean, acting all independent), Kallamar quickly got tired by that cat, ahaha. A lot of arguments (even though nobody ever tried to fight with Nari, he, as an emotional teen, always thought that everyone is wrong, rules are stupid, yadda yadda) that never led to anything but angry Narinder and annoyed Shamura and Kallamar.

Narinder saw Shamura as someone who tried to be his parent, more than an older sibling, so that was adding to the tension even more, if thinking about his mortal background (which wasn't bad!!!!! He was just!!! Born like that!!! Angy emo kitten. Can't say more). It all got better only after finally turning into an adult, yet not perfect, as it all left a stain. But they were still able to be siblings, since, after everything, Narinder just accepted it, and even felt respect towards Shamura after all their patience with him. (Why didn't he run away if there were no 'related family ties'? Deep inside he knew that he wasn't that independent, especially with something new, like the Godly power of something not simple — DEATH)

Simply:

With Shamura: strangers → very tense, one-sided 'hatred' → tense → tense-warm

With Kallamar: strangers → tense-understanding → annoyance-lighthearted bickering

~270 years timeskip.

Heket "appeared" in the family when she was a pre-teen. She was curious and nervous, obviously for her age. There's a whole lot of lore I have for her, so to not ramble it all let's just say that "shit happened" to her later, and to prevent it she should've listened to Shamura, because that happened to them too, long ago (and ofc they didn't tell what exactly happened... Only that she shouldn't do ____, damn these olds)

When she was a tiny baby, she just didn't think much of it, Shamura's natural skill of a caretaker created a good warm connection immediately! Kallamar liked playing with her, giving her creative skills (Narinder didn't wanna as a teen, he was boring!!), and Narinder himself just,, yeahh, he thought of her as his sis, even though he didn't want to spend too much time with her when she was a kid, like, "what should I even do with her? It was Shamura who got a random tadpole for no reason".

Getting close to the 'thing', Shamura was actually starting to get on Heket's nerves as well, since (omg) she was a teen during that time, and the spider was starting to notice that she doesn't seem to think about acting according to 'plan'. Thankfully she wasn't as bad as Narinder, but she was still pretty emotional and stubborn.

There was a rule Shamura and Kallamar created when they got Narinder — no full access to the crown until turning 18. FYI.

So, when Heket turned 18: it was the time when she gained full access to godly powers... And the plan was supposed to culminate. Anddd of course "no I don't want to! No you won't make me! You aren't even my real sibling", all this stuff. If the whole bishop family was a simple mortal one, Shamura could've just actually made her do 'the thing', even though she was already 18,but now she had a crown, powers, which they didn't want to take back, since it was the rule THEY created (about full access after 18), and it would've been unfair for Heket. Shamura let her do what she wanted, after everything, they understood her side of the argument too. Can't say they weren't disappointed in both themselves and Heket,though, lmao.

And then... BOOM, the shit, Heket asked for Narinder's help, he agreed. But it didn't work. Uh oh bad thing happened. Uh oh Shamura was right. Sobs, apologies. Shamura was upset, but still helped her, obviously, and then finally spoke up about their experience. This whole difficult situation was the thing why the Shamura-Heket relationship was the closest one, since after everything, it brought them together.

... And as she got older, Kallamar started to poke fun at her for giggles, which made her annoyed sometimes, that's all.

In short:

With Shamura: strangers → curiosity(from Heket)-warm → tense → warm-THE HIGHEST CONNECTION OR WHATEVER

With Kallamar: strangers → curiosity-warm → warm-lighthearted annoyance

With Narinder: strangers → confusion → warm

~1200 years timeskip...

I'm gonna surprise you (or no, ahahah), Leshy's real name isn't Leshy. When Shamura (AGAIN, SHAMURA, STOP STEALING BABIES) found him, even though he was in an age where usually children speak already, Leshy was only screeching and babbling, so they couldn't find out his real name... Soo, yeah, he was named by the Bishops.

Leshy's childhood was pretty basic (not counting the god part), because his consciousness appeared later, so, for him, he was always with Shamura, Kallamar, Narinder, and Heket, therefore — they are his real family. He was a troublemaker, and Shamura wasn't sure if they needed to do anything with that :D, after all, he's supposed to be a God of Chaos, and chaos is... You know what. They still taught him stuff, though, and it mostly annoyed Leshy.

Heket loved spending time with her brother... Not all the time, he was often too loud and annoying for her. But they still built a connection!

Narinder liked making fun of him, and it wasn't always great. When Leshy was much younger, he would've started crying, and Narinder would've gotten an annoying scolding. When he got older, he started 'taking revenge' and even targeted Kallamar sometimes, noticing that he's a scaredy cat and flinches when sneaking up, which was funny.

As Leshy grew up, the bickering never stopped, he still liked pranking everyone, and everyone means EVERYONE.

Nothing too dramatic for Leshy, he just made everyone in his family more alerted at the quietest sounds.

In short:

With Shamura: strangers → warm → warm-annoyed → warm

With Kallamar: strangers → warm → warm-lighthearted bickering

With Narinder: strangers → angry → warm-lighthearted bickering

With Heket: strangers → warm-annoyance(from Heket)

AN UNEXPECTED CONTINUATION OF @whysoblue2 's ASK... I JUST FINALLY THOUGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING

Edit: don't think that I'm 100% sure of this lore. You know my impermanence.

[justanoasisimagines]

First Date - X men Preference

A/N; Requests are open! Credit to @cafekitsune for the banner and the divider

Victor "Sabretooth" Creed; A walk in the woods followed by a picnic is what Victor would plan for you. Since Victor prefers to be intuned with his beast side. He'd probably prefer to take you somewhere secluded without many people. he wants to be alone with you. If he took you to a restaurant or something he'd feel pressure to be someone he's not because humans aren't accepting of Mutants.

Bobby "Iceman" Drake; Bobby's a gentleman so he'd take you for dinner. He'd plan every aspect of the date. From picking you up when he brings you flowers to the date itself. He takes you to a restaurant that sells your favorite food. He pays for the date. It's sweet and romantic. Both of you have a good time.

Logan "Wolverine" Howlett; Logan would teach you how to play pool. He's not someone who's going to plan some fancy date. He's not one of those people. He is not a people person. However, Logan would take you to his favorite bar, so he could take you to play pool. It's quiet and secluded. Also, people keep to themselves, which is exactly what Logan wants.

Erik "Magneto" Lehserr; Erik would take you for dinner. He'd request somewhere private, so the two of you could be alone. it would allow you to talk and get to know each other in private. It would be a very formal affair because nothing is too good for you even back then. Erik would want to show you all he could provide.

Piotr "Colossus" Rasputin; Piotr would take you to the fair. He'd like the enviroment, relaxed, comfortable. There's plenty of activities to do. Piotr can get you something to eat. Piotr would win you prizzes and show off his strength at the test of the strength. Piotr also likes knowing there are always activies to partake while things warm up.

Scott "Cyclopes" Summer; You'd do something like going bowling or go-karting. Scott wants to have fun. All the while having a little friendly competiton. He also wants to take you on a date your never forget, so you'll want to go on another one. Scott enjoys participating in something he wouldn't normally do.

Charles "Professor X" Xavier; Charles would take you to a museum or a bookstore. It's relaxing and provides you with ample conversation starters. Charles would provide you with random facts of information. If the that portion of the date went well then Charles would ask you for dinner afterwars.

Hank "The Beast" McCoy; Hank would take you out for coffee. Share a piece of cake together while you two get to know each other. Hank would ask you questions. The whole date is relaxed and calm. Hank prides himself on being the perfect gentleman. He's going to hold out doors for you and pull out your chair etc.

Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner; Kurt would take you stargazing. He'd plan a picnic to acompany it. Kurt thinks about everything. He wants to make sure you'll warm enough yet he's more worried you'll change your mind last minute. He's concerned about being judged. The second you show up, he can relax and enjoy the date.

Warren Worthington III; Warren is going to cook for you. Something relaxed and chill. He's going to give you a spot where you can sit and chat while you watch him. Some gentle music is playing in the background. While Warren cooks dinner, he buys desert.

Wade "Deadpool" Wilson; Wade takes you on a combination of dates. He can't decide on just one activity so he just goes with the flow. He informs you to keep the entire day clear. Regardless of how the date goes, it's definitely rememberable.

[liliallowed]

crimson: hi hello hihi.

reaver: ...*ignores them*

crimson: 👁️👁️ *stares*

reaver: don't you have anything better to do than torment a copy of a shadow?

crimson: it was so hard to catch and trap you and even harder to keep you alive without completely taking full control over your memorial existence. the least you can do is be impressed how I snatched you from the main story!

reaver: you didn't. we live in one giant "falsehood"

crimson: so does your world but would that make any of it any less REAL?

reaver: you already know everything there is to know about me. why are you still interested. is it perhaps another experiment. do you wish to sing a lullaby to my sleeping corpse to blond me with more empty promises like HER?

crimson: kinda yeah actually! well... she was trying to be sincere and make a genuine bond. me? I'm just here to have fun. and you are SO CLOSE to being the perfect lil winnable trophy I can carry around in my character gacha.

reaver: what.

crimson: tch. too bad mister goody two shoes ruins the vibe. it's alright I'll slowly carve him out of you and destroy him.

reaver: do you have a particular problem with the rememberence.

crimson: oh I have a problem with everyone. with elio. with their stupid scripts with the he astral express and my vessel.... and yet all I can do is exist within falsehoods.

reaver: hahaha. you're pathetic. do you think you have a right to chose fate?

crimson: the fate of the trailblazer is set in stone. me? I quite literally make it up as I go. but I stick around because if lil gems like you to add to my collection of irreplaceable experiences. you just happen to remind me of something very intriguing.

reaver: let me guess. you think my real name is Kevin.

crimson: nope! I'm not the targeted audience that this world keeps making vague references towards. it however does come off quite... direct. after all hypothetically I could have been a captain of a ship once who lead an army of honkai charged supersoldiers to battle.

reaver: ...

crimson: but unfortunately I'm not. exactly just like how YOU'RE not Kevin. we might know about the alternatives but the person you're trying to reach is... not available for lack of a better term. you remind me of a character type. the Sisyphus of time loops. it's quite a common lovely trope in it's own niche circle.

reaver: Sisyphus?

crimson: trapped in a cycle doomed to repeat it slowly losing your mind to the point where you want to destroy the boulder ITSELF to end the loop. or well... the world. it's my favorite tripe and you're the star of the show in this world.

reaver: ...

crimson: aw don't be too sad. a version of you will reach hos goal. I'll make sure the world's permanently ends

reaver: in falsehood.

crimson: not necessarily. a reality exists where I never joined the express and the express met it's end. that reality. I can gift it to both of us! with the promise of you carving a way through for me inside the memoria of course.

reaver:...

crimson: come on! it's not like the big shots at gacha corp give a fuck about canon divergence.

reaver: what?

crimson: ya know. the people who dictate finality. the scriptwriters.

reaver: you mean it's followers or-

crimson: no. the ones who made the aeon systems. therrue creators of all laws within your realm. we pay good money to briefly exist here to "collect" and use you for combat. it's a lil fucked up if you're self aware about it though. I suppose only sampo and herta would know about it though. oh. Acheron too she probably knows this world is "nothing". truth be told all aeons are technically correct. aha just happens to be the closest to the truth.

reaver: if my world is a dream it wouldn't be too shocking if the world beyond is aswell. by that logic whatakes you so sure you're not also dreaming.

crimson: I am. I desperately want to be.

reaver: you're mad.

crimson: damn right I am.

[cinderella-ish]

Fic Recs: Memory Loss

Tohru Loses her Memories

for it's better to burn out than to fade out of sight, by the_one_that_fell T | Gen - Tohru & Yuki (background Tohru/Kyo & Machi/Yuki) | WIP | angst & drama In the end, it wasn’t sadness Yuki felt, when Tohru Honda had her memories erased. No, it was anger. And anger he could work with.

Heart Strain, by Kitty0430 T | Kakeru & Yuki, some Machi/Yuki & Tohru/Kyo | Novel | angst & drama What if Akito didn’t receive Tohru’s kindness and didn’t realise her mistakes at the story’s conclusion?

If You Ever Forget That You Love Me, by villianizuku G | Tohru/Kyo | WIP | drama & romance After three months of thinking she was dead Yuki stumbles upon Tohru in an old neighborhood only to find out that she has lost every memory she had. Tohru is wiling to risk everything to find the people she used to love and get her past self back.

immaculate, by besselcfn E | Tohru/Shigure (non-con) | Short Story | dark This is the first time it happens.

Left Wanting T | Tohru/Kyo | WIP (discontinued) | Drama & Romance Tohru Honda, newly graduated but not sure what she wants to do in life, lives with her best friends Uotani and Hanajima in an apartment. She gets a job working for the infamous Sohma family as just another maid for some of the lesser family members’ homes. But when Tohru unexpectedly gets reassigned to one of the Inner Circle family member’s houses, she accidentally uncovers the very dark secret the Inner Family has been hiding from the world.

The Night We Met, by pettyimperfections T | Tohru/Kyo | Novella | angst & romance Kyo never got the chance to chase after Tohru and tell her how desperately he wanted to be with her. Instead, they became strangers. They went their separate ways. Tohru with no memory of her time with the Sohmas. Years later, Kyo and Tohru's paths once again become unexpectedly intertwined.

Ripples, by proseprincess NR | Tohru/Kyo | WIP | drama & romance *Note: this is a two-part series. The first work is complete! What happens when one decision leads to unintended consequences?

The Sun That Hides Behind Clouds, by coughdrop G | Tohru/Kyo | WIP | drama & romance Tohru loses her memory due to a car accident and is unable to remember anything past living in a tent. Kyo and Tohru embark on a journey of memories as they visit places that contain echoes of rememberence.

Waves of Memories, by cithara0211 M | Tohru/Kyo | angst & romance Since her mom's been hospitalized due to a terrible accident, Tohru's world has been turned upside down. Without her mom to help her, Tohru tries to figure out just what happened to her as the realization that someone is missing from her life plagues her constantly. With only a box of treasures and vague memories, Tohru tries desperately to figure out who she lost.

The Way Back, by 8_characters_or_less T | Tohru/Kyo | Novel | angst, drama, hurt/comfort, & romance After three years locked away in the Cat's Room the curse has finally broken. But three years is a long time and the damage that's been done won't easily be repaired. If there's anything worth fighting for, it's love. Only time will tell if that will be enough.

Other

President Perfect, by draebelle T | Kakeru/Yuki | Novelette | angst & romance Kakeru goes on a wild goose chase to find the forgotten love of his life.

things i chose (to give away), by RiddleAfar T | Kyo, Kyo/Yuki | WIP | angst High school ends, and Kyo is granted his freedom from the cage. It’s nothing like what he expected, but it’s all he has now. As the year progresses, he tries not to wonder if it came at a higher price than he was willing to pay.

You're Pretty Cute, by sarah_tonin G | Tohru/Kyo | Short Story | drama & romance Everything felt like it was underwater, and Kyo briefly wondered if he was dreaming.

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Fic Recs Masterpost

[star-cherub]

☣︎Consolation in Rememberance☣︎

Hello Everyone and happy new years!! wanted to squeeze in one last post before next year, Enjoy this Fic from Jill’s POV during the earlier segment of my last fic. I will pick up again tomorrow to carry on with this storyline.

WARNINGS APPLY: DESCRIPTIONS OF GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, BRAINWASHING, PSYCHOLOGICAL ABUSE AND TRAUMA

Everything felt muffled. it always did.. few feelings truly permeated Jill’s mind in the state she was in. her memories faded and slipped, shrouded by the viral infection that wrought suffering through her body. Each day was the same. Pulled from her stasis pod and given orders, which she would follow to the letter, no matter what. It was impossible for her to say how long passed between missions, in dreamless sleep she saw nothing, no comfort, no thoughts. No joy or pain.

Once again she was torn from the only peace she knew, her chamber decompressing as she was set free and allowed to prepare herself to receive orders. Guards followed along beside her, but they knew their presence wasn’t necessary. She would adhere to the exact path she had been taught to walk without a second thought, each foot following one after the other in a perfect rhythm.

The door ahead of Jill slid open, the automated whir of florescent lights reaching her ears as it did any day. Her breathing was slow and measured as she made it to her armory. She stood with her usual stoic expression in front of a mirror, one of the guards stepping up behind her to untie her hospital style gown. as the thin material fell to the ground she found herself staring at that awful, throbbing red bulb that sat nestled on her chest, pipes digging into her numb flesh and pulsing with the virus that kept her obedient. She waited patiently for her battle suit, the guard holding it out to her for her to take, which she did.

As she held the material, she found herself pausing, eyes widening ever so slightly at the brief lucidity. she wasn’t sure what had done it, but for a moment.. she felt like herself, like she had managed to claw her way up from the void. Her mouth hung open slightly, her breathing becoming labored as she stared down at her suit. she balled her fists up, one coming to grab at the scarab on her chest, the other still just trembling with what could only be imagined as rage. The guards noticed this change, the closest quickly drawing their stun baton and holding it out ahead of them as they began to discuss what to do between themselves.

Jill wasn’t listening. She couldn’t. her head was swimming.. the virus demanded control. but she wanted to fight it.. she had to try. An ear splitting shriek erupted from her throat as she clawed at the appliance rooted against her heart, growling in pain as she struggled for control over her own body. Everything around her felt fuzzy.. but it felt clearer than it had in months, she could move her hands.. freely. The guards by now had lunged for her, only to receive a swift kick to the side of the head. She looked up at the mirror, then at her hand.. before she thrust her fist forward into the surface, watching as glass shattered across the floor. Snatching up one of the largest pieces of glass she could find, she turned it on herself and jammed it upward against her flesh, hoping to wedge the scarab off of her chest with a scream of pain.

Despite the agony she felt, she couldn’t deny the adrenaline coursing through her veins. Something was better than nothing. She watched with dizzy vision as the scarab refused to move, hardly budging as she desperately carved at her own flesh, rending the areas surrounding it as if hoping that mincing her own body would free her of Wesker’s control. Just as she swore she felt the thing loosen, a burst of searing pain shot through her lower back and up to her skull, knocking her completely unconscious.

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In this time, under Wesker’s iron fist and Excella’s cruel mockery, Jill had undergone torture beyond anything her already damaged psyche could have even begun to fathom. It was hardly physical, they never did more than expose her to that virus that now dictated her every move. no, she could have withstood having her nails ripped out, losing an eye, letting them cut out an organ or two while she’s awake.. but Wesker knew that these would do nothing to dampen her spirit. instead, he struck her right in the soft spot he knew so well. Jill’s loved ones. Chris Refield, Barry Burton, Brad Vickers, Carmela Barone. These people, those Jill cared for more than she cared for herself at times. they were used to break her.

It was difficult at first, Jill was so certain that those she loved were safe, that they were stronger than the things Wesker said he would do. but over time.. punishment after punishment, day after day. A single step out of line and she was brought to that same room. empty, but a chair bolted to the floor and a projector for the wall. At first, she was shown upsetting imagery at random. Wartorn countries, gravesites.. roadkill, bodies. it always grew worse the longer she resisted. Eventually, the images weren’t enough. audio was paired, and the pictures shown were overexposed and distorted, just enough to force Jill to really process what the picture was. just enough to question if she recognized these people.

Then, after particularly heinous acts on Jill’s part, she would be shown doctored images of those people she loved in terrible agony. Chris, helpless and bleeding out in the mansion she had saved him in not so long ago, the audio one of a man choking on his own blood. Barry, grieving the loss of the daughters he had tried so hard to protect, an audio of a man bawling, and a young girl sputtering quietly. Brad Vickers, his mangled corpse having been picked to shreds by the infected of raccoon city. this audio was too distorted to understand the words spoken, but they appeared to be cries for help and desperate prayers accompanied by the growls of the undead, as well as the squelch of ripping flesh. Carmela Barone.. The nurse Jill had known too long ago to recall.. She sat bleeding, a hand over her abdomen as she gasped for air, heaving sobs filling the room, the audio clip ending with the sound of a gun cocking.

The first time Jill experienced this procedure, she left the room in restraints, having snapped the neck of one of the guards in an attempt to escape. None of this was real, right? none of those images.. they couldn’t be real.. she saved Chris.. But Brad.. she had been there that day. he had died saving Jill. Barry and Carmela.. Jill hadn’t seen either of them since raccoons city..

Jill was roused from her state to find herself already dressed, a woman pacing out in front of her making a “tsk tsk” noise as she chastised Jill. She ignored the woman, her nose wrinkling slightly as she looked around, still dazed. It was in this moment that Jill realized she had once again lost control of her body, standing up in response to her mistress’ orders and following after her as her mission was explained.

Excella Gionne, exceptionally intelligent, dangerously beautiful.. fatally flawed. She believed that her skill sets alone were enough to gain Wesker’s favor, and while he needed her now.. he wasn’t a man to hold onto mementos once they lose value. Jill stared straight ahead as Excella walked through the facility, eventually tossing her a key to a small plane and offering a rather mocking cooing noise. Excella paced around Jill, a hand on the brainwashed woman’s hips and tracing along her body as she spoke.

“Surely someone as.. skilled as you are knows her way around a plane? go on. you don’t want to be late for your little date with.. whoever that woman is.” She purred, pressing her palm to the small of Jill’s back before nudging her to board the small plane, Excella waving her off impatiently.

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📂 ⩇⩇:⩇⩇

Mission statement: Retrieve Data from Terrasave Laboratory

Extract Subject C with extreme precision. to be brought back for holding.

[jiliansky-blog]

Dream a little dream of me. Chapter 2. The dinner

Pairing: Morpheus x FemaleReader

Rating: PG

Words: 2800

I was thinking all the morning about Morpheus. And I saw him in my sleep. He was so much colder than yesterday. And I didn’t even know what to think now. “Are you listening to me?” Mother’s voice reaches to me through my thoughts. “What?” I asked. “You are zoning out”, she said. “Oh”, I said. “Sorry, I guess”. “You are not”, she looked at me. “You fell in love with that mysterious friend of yours”. “No, I just saw him in my sleep”, I shrugged. “Well, he is very attractive and he is quite a gentleman. There are not many men like him”.

“You can invite him here for dinner”, she suggested. “It’s too early for that”, I said. “Why?” she asked. “Mom, he has just arrived there and I want to talk to him without witnesses”, I said. “And stop controlling my life”. “As you wish”, she pouted and I sighed. She was clearly offended, but I was sick and tired of her being overprotective. And I don’t want to bring Morpheus here. “Anyway, what are your plans for today?” she asked. “I was planning to meet him”, I said. “I just don’t know when yet. I suppose he should let me know somehow”. “Somehow?” she repeated.

“I forgot to ask for his number”, I confessed. There came silence. And Dad was about to break it. “I think that problem is solved”, he said, stepping into the kitchen. “There is a black letter for you. Not suspicious at all”. “Thank you, Dad”, I took the letter. “You can give it later”. “Well, I thought I did in time”, he smirked. I sighed and went to my room to read it. Because I could sense the parent’s curiosity in their air. Now Morpheus attracted their attention for sure. Anyway, I opened the letter.

“I would like us to meet this evening at seven o’clock”, it said. “You can wear a dress”. What a demanding man. He wants me to wear a dress. I hope he means modern dress and not an old-fashioned one. But I have one he may like. “I will pick you up from home”, I continued to read. “Yours, Morpheus”. How romantic, I thought. Now I can’t wait for the evening. “What that about?” asked mother, when I returned to the kitchen. “A date invitation”, I smiled dreamily.

“Wow, really old-fashioned”, dad smiled. “This guy knows how to court the girl properly. He has a chance to be a decent person”. “That doesn’t mean anything yet”, mother declined. “I think he is decent too”, I smiled. “Charming too”. “Oh dear, you are so in love”, sighed the mother. “No”, I said and went to the door. “Where are you going?” asked father. “I want to walk a little bit”, I said. “I don’t want to stay at home when there is such fine weather outside”. And then I went outside and walked to the park. I thought that perhaps my parents would think I was going to Morpheus. But I don’t care. I just want outside. The truth is I want to meet him earlier. But if he wants to make a date in the evening, I can’t meet earlier. I don’t even know where he lives and his number. So I should only wait

Morpheus “So what are you going to do all day, boss?” asked Matthew. “Prepare everything for the perfect date”, I said. “The letter was so mysterious and romantic”, he admitted. “You will definitely charm her with your old-fashioned romance”. “I hope so”, I sighed. “Also I just need to regain her memories”. “Well, she likes you”, he said. “I see clearly that her feelings didn’t disappear”. “So do mine”, I said. “But if she won’t remind me, that won’t matter anymore”.

“So maybe, you should tell her everything that happened between you two”, he suggested. “It should make her remember”. ” I will”, I replied. “In time. I don’t want to scary her away”. “I don’t think, you can scare her”, he admitted. “I need you to look after her”, I said. “You mean to spy on her?” Matthew surprised. “Just to make sure that she is alright”, I said. “Fine”, he said and flew away.

Amelia I wasn’t walking alone for a long time. Soon Mark appeared right in front of me? I supposed to like him? At least I remembered that I should like him. But I don’t feel it yet. He was tall and blonde and was one of my friends. “Hey”, he smiled. “Hey”, I replied. “I didn’t have a chance to meet you after your awakening yet”, he said. “How are you?” “I’m fine”, I said. “Thank you”. “What are you doing?” he said. “Maybe we should meet in the evening?” “Not today”, I said. “I have plans”. “Oh, with your parents?” he asked. “Not exactly”, I replied. “I am going to meet…a friend”. “Oh”, Mark said. “Can I join you?” “Definitely not”, I declined. “I have a date”.

“A date with a friend?” he was confused. “Yes”, I replied. “And you don’t know him”. “Who is he?” he asked. “Friend from another town”, I replied. “Mysteriously”, Mark noticed. “Well, I have to go. See you later”. He went away. It was awkward a little bit. And then I heard a raven. The blackbird was looking at me. It was strange. It reminds me a little bit about Morpheus. Can’t wait for the evening. I walked around the town a little bit more and then returned home. Gladly, my parents weren’t there. Just a few more days and moved back to my own flat.

I called some of my friends and then took the dress. It was green and long without sleeves. I hope Morpheus will like it. I made natural makeup and tied out my hair. This wasn’t supposed to be so official. But why it doesn’t feel casual? I want him to like me. Why? I didn’t know why. I felt something familiar in him. Something that I could forget and lose. He came in time. And thanks god, parents didn’t come back to make it awkward. Morpheus looked the same and I felt awkward for putting an effort into my appearance. But his eyes sparkled. “You look beautiful”, he said. I blushed and stopped feeling awkward. How he did do it?” “Thank you”, I whispered. “You are just in time”. “I always come on time”, he said proudly. “Are you ready?” “Yes”, I smiled.

He took my hand and took me to the cab. To the old-fashioned cab. I shouldn’t be surprised anymore. “You planned everything”, I smiled. “Yes”, he replied and sat next to me. “I always planned everything through and through. How did you spend your day?” “Parents were very interested in meeting you”, I admitted. “Oh?” he smirked. “Yeah, and the letter didn’t help”, I smiled. “Though I like your style”. “Good”, he smirked again. “Don’t let it get your head”, I said. “I don’t”, he smiled. “Did you meet any of your friends today?” “Not exactly”, I froze. Did he know about Mark? “I met accidentally one of my friends, who I used to like”. “And now?” Morpheus asked.

Something in his voice made me look at him. He was deadly serious. Is he jealous of me? “Don’t tell me you’re jealous”, I said. “Perhaps”, he shrugged. “You said you liked him”. “And you don’t listen till the end”, I said. “It’s in the past. Now I don’t feel anything to him. Wait, did you know I met someone?” “My friend saw you”, he blushed a little. “You didn’t spy on me, didn’t you?” I asked. “Because it’s not cute”. “No”, Morpheus relaxed a little. “I just wanted to know that you are okay and not…controlling or spying on you”. “Did you worry about me?” I smiled. “Why does it surprise you so much?” he looked at me. “I don’t know”, I said. “Perhaps, because I saw it yesterday for the first”.

“But deep down you know it was so much earlier”, he whispered and my skin was covered in goosebumps. “You just don’t remember it”. It stopped and it broke the charm. But perhaps, I prefer to be charmed. Hopefully, that wasn’t the end of the evening. Morpheus paid, got out first, and opened the door for me. It made my heart beat faster.

“Are you always such a gentleman?” I asked with a smile. “Most of the time”, he smirked. “As I said, I like to do courting properly”. He brought me to Sapphire. The one of the most expensive restaurants in the city. And the busiest all the time. “How you did it?” I asked. “What?” he asked. “Reserved the table here”, I said. “Usually you can reserve a month ahead”.

“I have my ways”, he smiled mysteriously. And I decided to enjoy the evening and don’t ask questions about this. And I followed the hostess to the private table. “I should stop to be surprised at this point”, I admitted. “But I’m impressed. Can I ask you something though?” “Of course”, Morpheus nodded. “Is it a date?” I asked. “If you wish it to be”, he smirked. “And you?” I asked. “What do you want it to be?”

“I wish it to be a date”, he said. “I promised you once a date in your world”. At that moment the waitress brings us pasta, wine, salad, and even dessert. It was everything I loved. I was shocked. “You know my favorite things”, I admitted. “Yes”, he smiled. “So you really know me”, I said. “Or someone told you about it?” “Yes, it was you”, Morpheus replied. “But even if you don’t I know your dreams”. “Can you read mind?” I asked. “No, just your daydreams and dreams, your hopes”, he said. “Is this a problem?”

“No, it’s just…unusual and interesting”, I smiled. “I’m flattered”. He smiled softly. This smile was so adorable. And it made my heart flip. I felt like I was in a fairytale. And it’s easy to be charmed. “And color me impressed”, I smiled. “No one has ever done this for me. Not so fancy dinner”. “It’s only the small part, what I can do”, he said. “What else?” I asked interested. “You will see”, he smiled mysteriously. “Then I want to show you the town too”, I smiled. “The next time I will organize our date if you don’t mind”. “You don’t like this date?” his eyes became darker.

“Of course, I like it very much”, I smiled. “I just want to show you something of my life. For example, where I go, when some mysterious man doesn’t take me to fancy establishments”. “You told me once, that you love coffee”, he admitted. “I do”, I smiled. “Sometimes hot chocolate. And I like sangria when it’s hot. What do you like? Do you have preferences in food?” “I don’t eat much”, he replied. “But I do like desserts”. “So you are a sweet tough”, I smiled. “I don’t like this word”, Morpheus huffed. “Whatever”, I said. “I will remember it”.

And this evening was continued with such small talks. Very soon I understood that Morpheus doesn’t like to talk much. And he is better at listening. But every time he listens very carefully. “Why don’t you tell me about yourself?” I asked. “I…It’s not important right now”, he admitted. “Why not?” I surprised. “Some people said I’m cold and arrogant”, he confessed. “And hard to be with. I don’t want you to stop talking to me because of that”. “I won’t”, I smiled. “And I don’t want to know what other people say. I want to hear you”.

“I don’t know what to tell”, he sighed. “My life is my work”. “Do you have any hobbies?” I asked. “No, but I like reading, and walking around the people”, he said. “Talking to your human friends”, I smiled. “Courting girls”. “You are the only girl I’m courting now”, he frowned. “And I have only one human friend”. “I don’t want to offend you”, I said. “Just a joke”. “I know”, he nodded. “I don’t always understand human humor. Perhaps, you will think I’m not funny enough for you”. “I won’t”, I smiled and touched his hand. “You don’t need to be the amusement for me. You’re interesting enough without it”. “Do you think so?” he asked quietly. “Yes”, I smiled. “Or do you think, if you will amuse me all the time, then I won’t… I will dislike you? Not an option”. “You’re interesting yourself”, he smirked and I blushed. “Are you ready to go? The evening is not finished yet”. “Yes, I am ready to go”, I said.

Morpheus paid the bill and took me by the hand outside. I was surprised a car wasn’t waiting there. But he took me to some park. “Did you count me in my dreams?” I asked. “Not when you appeared”, he smiled. “But then yes”. “Oh?” I asked. “I didn’t use to have visitors in the Dreaming”, he said. “So, I didn’t find that it’s a good idea to be around you”. “Was I distracting?” I smiled. “A little bit”, he smirked. “And also a mystery”. “Me? A mystery?” I asked. “Yes”. He nodded. “You…didn’t know how you got in the Dreaming”. “Well, now we know, it was a coma”, I said. “Yes”, he nodded. “There was something that also concerned me. But I prefer not to talk about it right now”.

“Alright”, I agreed. We were walking in silence for some time. There weren’t a lot of people on the streets or in the park this time. Maybe, late hour. “You don’t afraid of me”, he said suddenly. “Should I?” I smiled. “No, I am amused that you trust me, even though you don’t remember me”, he smiled. “I’m a complete stranger to you”. “You seem familiar though”, I noticed. “And we have a chance to get to know each other again”. “Yes, we have”, he nodded.

He walked me home, even though I didn’t want this day to end. But he promised me to come back the next day. And I felt like he was about to kiss me, but it was only the first date. “Thank you for this evening”, I smiled. “It was wonderful”. “I’m glad”, he said too. “I will be waiting for tomorrow. I do want to know more about your everyday life”. “Good”, I smiled and touched his hand. “Then come here at twelve o’clock”. “I will”, Morpheus nodded. “Good night, Morpheus”, I smiled. “Good night”, he smiled.

Morpheus When I left her place, Matthew joined me. “So how did it go, boss?” he asked.

“It went well, Matthew”, I replied. “Perhaps, she doesn’t remember everything yet, but she is willing to see me”. “How does it feel though?” he asked. “To see her without sharing love? What if she won’t fall in love with you again”. “She likes me”, I said. “I think”. “Well, what now?” he asked. “And what about this other guy?” “She said, he was just her friend that she used to like”, I said. “I believe her. And tomorrow she will take me somewhere”. “It sounds intriguing”, he admitted. “It is”, I nodded. “So you think everything is going well?” he asked. “Yes, I do”, I nodded.

Sometime before

Morpheus I was watching this girl. She doesn’t wake up. She doesn’t disappear from the Dreaming. Something strange was in that entire situation. Another day I found her sleeping in the Library. She didn’t see dreams. She didn’t wake up. Her mind was in some other place. “What do you think about her, boss?” asked Matthew. “Her memory is blocked”, I admitted. “Perhaps, amnesia?” he suggested. “In that case, I could read her dreams”, I said. “A deep amnesia?” he asked.

After I found her in the library she confessed that she didn’t remember anything. She could remember her favorite books, but nothing about the reason why she appeared in my realm. “I can look into your mind and dreams”, I said. “Does it hurt?” she asked. “No”, he said. “If you won’t resist”. “I won’t”, she said. “If it helps, you can try”. I came closer to her; she looked at me without fear. But with a curiosity. I put my hand on her head, but I didn’t see anything. “Well?” she asked. “Something blocked your memory”, I said and frowned. “Or someone”.

“I don’t think that I can do such a thing”, she said confused. “But as I said I don’t remember anything. Can you help me with that?” “I need to talk to someone”, I said only. I thought that it could be a witch or someone from my family. But what they are trying to do? Why bring this girl here? “Boss?” Mathew asked. “You were so deep in thought”. “Something is odd about all of this”, I said. “Someone might send you to me. I need to know, what is going on”. “Do you think it can be your brother again?” he asked. “I don’t know”, I sighed. “I need to talk to my sister first”.

@shadowqueen1318 @mypsychoticlove @justathirstyhoe​ @ladymoztaza

[s-sputnik-k]

Okay, I just HAVE to talk about these right now

(spoiler warning for Bell's Hells episode 114)

so, Vax is back, and his story is just so DAMN painful already, I could probably relate it to Sleep Token somehow. But when the raven queen whispered to him to do what he wishes in this fleeting moment, and particularly said 'the night is yours', my Sleep Token brain woke up, and the gears are turning

(okay bear in mind I haven't watched campaign 1 so everything I know abt Vax is just from out of context stuff)

I'm just thinking about The Night Does Not Belong to God, and how it connects so perfectly with Vax and the way that he gets to be free for just a moment, gets to remember what normal life on Exandria is like. So for starters:

when you live by daylight with angels at your side

in order bestowed by the light of the sunrise

and you remember everything

only 'til the sun recedes once again

the night comes down like heaven

like TELL ME that's not Vax watching Vox Machina but being unable to join them

the whites of your eyes turn black in the low light

in turning divine, we tangle endlessly like lovers intwined

I know for the last time you will not be mine

so give me the night, the night, the night

I mean the first line just fits very thematically

'turning divine' - Vax becoming champion of the raven queen

'I know for the last time you will not be mine' - the way he talked to Keyleth about how he doesn't want the raven queen to go but at the same time it means he knows he won't be able to stay

I just think in general, 'the night comes down like heaven' is so so fitting for him, it could be about the raven queen helping him, it could be about Vax kind of literally coming down from the heavens to save Keyleth, but also more specifically it's about THIS night, the night he gets to share with his family again and the divinity in that reunion

and then THAT got me thinking about Euclid, and the full circle. like damn ngl, Vessel and Vax seem like they've got a whole character arc in common

just run it back give me 5 whole minutes

I am thick tar on the inside burning

I've got a ghost in the hallway grinning

and a heavy head that won't stop turning

okay I don't have anything specific to say about this part of Euclid but I do think that it lines up with Vax's want to get back to them but being held back by his duty and debt, or the 'ghost in the hallway'

just running forward alive like wires

as I see the past on an empty ceiling

I play along with the life signs anyway but

hope to god you don't know this feeling

I think that last line is definitely the important one here--it's Vax doing what he has to and being melancholically glad that the others don't have to suffer his fate

yet in reverse you are all my symmetry

a parallel I would lay my life on

and if your wings won't find you heaven

I will bring it down like an ancient bygone

That last line has NEVER been so PERFECT. Like, on a thematic level, wings, heaven, ancient bygone, all very fitting, but on a narrative level. He is literally serving the goddess of death. He kinda does bring heaven down with the power of an ancient entity

do you remember me

when the rain gathers?

This definitely has a vibe but I don't exactly know what to relate it to yet-

But finally this:

by now

the night belongs to you

this bough has broken through

I must be someone new

Vax returns! maybe this is a hopeful ending for a future we don't know yet, where the night does belong to Vax--not just this night, but all of them to come in his lifespan

Or, a bit sadder, it's that burst of hope they all got from seeing him, from having him back, finally

Before realising no, not really. It's just for the night

And so we end the same way Euclid does: returning to the start, as the night of peace and control and rememberance comes to a close

so give me the night, the night, the night

Okay that's enough being sad about Vax for now, I'll probably be back with more the next time I listen to Sleep Token

Feel free to add to this analysis! Just please refrain from spoilers after ep 114

(sidenote, god damn Matthew Mercer, the line 'a gift on the precipice of the end of everything' would make a fucking sick concept album title)

[fleshybones]

Collective Soul - Adored, Good Morning After All

Queensryche - I don’t believe in love, silent lucidity 

Queen - Mother Love , No One but you,  days of our lives, the show must go on, save , love of my life 

Written about freddie

Ginger Wildheart

Sorry, the one, one more arrow, the last song, empty garden, candle in the wind- Elton John

Motörhead 1916, love me forever , iron horse 

Thinking of you - Lenny kravitz

Song for Emma - Joe Walsh

Rod McKuen - seasons in the sun 

Either Way - Chris stapleton

Fade to black - Metallica 

Alice In Chains- down in a hole, your decision , don’t follow

Day after Day - badfinger 

When a blind man cries, mistreated, child in time, soldier of fortune -  deep purple 

Maggot brain - funkadelic 

You light up my life - Debby Boone 

Without You, you’re breaking my heart - Harry Nilsson 

Chance - big country 

Wildfire - Michael Martin Murphey

Eleanor rigby / the long & winding road, for no one - Beatles 

I used to love her GnR

Sylvia’s Mother - dr. Hook

Crying, in dreams - Roy Orbison 

Joey - concrete blonde 

Silver spring, man of the world, storms - fleet wood Mac 

Lost without your love, teddy bear, if, Aubrey , everything I own - bread 

Tangerine, thank you  - Led Zeppelin 

Pictures of you - the cure 

She’s gone, solitude, changes   - Black Sabbath 

Road to nowhere - Ozzy Osborne 

Still in love with you - thin Lizzy

Garden of rememberance - phish 

Final cut - Pink Floyd , broken bones, in any tongue, jug band blues , two Suns in the sunset , when the tigers broke free , sorrow , the gunners dream , nobody homr

Zzyzx rd / stone sour 

Black, just breathe, bitter hands, nothing man, yellow Ledbetter    - Pearl Jam 

Tangled up in you, something to remind you - staind

It’s raining again - supertramp

The bed, the kids, perfect day   - Lou reed

McArthur park 

Love hurts, ebony eyes - the everly brothers 

Paradise by the dashboard lights 

Strange fruit, gloomy holiday -  Billie holiday 

The last game of the season -David geddes 

Say hello to heaven - soundgarden

Keep me in your heart - warren zevon

Alone again - Gilbert 

Knights in white satin - moody blues 

The weeping song, your funeral my trial, into my arms  - nick cave 

Breakup - A.C.T

Angel flight - radney foster 

In the river - black label society

No one has to cry - the fixx 

The dance - Garth brooks 

Lost horizons - gin blossoms 

Tears of a clown - Smokey Robinson 

Lonesome loser- little river band 

Les roses blanches - berthe Silva 

Bird song - Johnny thunders 

It’s only make believe - Conway twitty

Sky blue & black - Jackson Browne 

Swithin’s day - dubstar 

For Martha - the smashing pumpkins 

The sky above the rain - marillion

Motion picture soundtrack, true love waits  - Radiohead 

Long black limousine - Elvis Presley 

Dead boy’s poem - night wish 

By the time I get to Phoenix, / glen Campbell Xmas shoes 

One more try - George Michael 

Bright eyes, sound of silence  / art Garfunkel 

He went to Paris - Jimmy  buffet 

Everybody’s been burned - the Byrds 

Puff the magic dragon Peter Paul Mary 

Racing in the street, streets of Philadelphia, paradise  - Bruce Springsteen 

Tom waits- Kentucky Ave , closing time

Red gum - only 19

What about me - moving pictures 

Fire & rain - James Taylor 

New York minute,  Heart of the matter - - don henley 

Still loving you , daddy’s girl - scorpions

Turn of the century - yes 

Honey Bobby goldsboro

Holy mother , the sky is crying - Eric Clapton 

Fiddlers green - tragically hip 

The last goodbye, lilac wine - Jeff Buckley 

The walk - sawyer brown 

Peace in the valley 

Everything hurts - sad cafe

Sunday morning coming down , solitary man / Johnny cash 

Leader of the pack - shangri la’s

Blinded by rainbows - The Rolling Stones 

Time in a bottle - Jim Croce 

Drive - the cars 

& So it goes / billy Joel

Edmond Fitzgerald , if you could read my mind - Gordon lightfoot 

When love & hate collide, long long way to go - Def Leppard

Only women bleed- Alice cooper 

Farewell, I don’t want to talk about it - rod Stewart 

It’s my time - filter 

Funeral March - Chopin 

Sure got cold after the rain fell - ZZ Top 

Catch the wind - donovan

I’ll remember you - bob Dylan

John moreland - you don’t care for me 

Anything for you - great white

Summers end - John prine

Darknessdarkneas- the youngbloods 

Another day,  disappear - dream theatre

Green fields of France - drop kick murpheys

Caroline no - beach boys 

Cold turkey, god, I found out - John Lennon

I’ll be true to you - the oak ridge boys 

Say hello to heaven - temple of the dog 

Another day in paradise - Phil Collins 

Reflections of my life - marmalade 

Return the wish - Sammy Hagar 

Starless - king crimson

After all - David Bowie 

It makes no difference - the band 

Hollow / pantera

Leave me blind - zodiac 

Ready to fly - Lynyrd skynyrd 

Save a little room , I’ll get by- Eddie money

The drugs don’t work / the verve 

No one compares to u Snead o Connor

Love hurts - Nazareth 

Without you - omega 

Respect the wind 

The day that never comes 

That’s how much I feel - ambrosia 

Something to believe in / poison 

New order- in a. Lonely place 

The water boys - too close to heaven 

Solitaire - the carpenters 

I left my heart in San Francisco 

Rise again- disturbed 

10cc - not in love 

Mercy street - Peter gabriel

Big Balls - AC/DC 

Tom petty - echoes 

Holocaust - big star

Up the junction - squeeze 

Midnight cowboy 

Perfect blue building - counting crows 

Thank You - Led Zeppelin 

Crying in the Chapel - Elvis Presley

Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper

Box of Rain - Grateful Dead

(Don’t Fear) The Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult 

[mademoisellekeery]

\\ Red dress & a black tie //

• Pairing: Co-worker!Steve Harrington x Reader

•Warnings: Swearing, fluff, proof read

•Word count: 1.5k - (1,563 words)

•Summary: Your Co-Worker/Friend, Steve asks you out on a date, after crushing on him for years, and finally “getting over it”, what could go wrong?

•Au/n: THIS IS MY FIRST FIC PEACHES! I’m so excited to post this, let me know if you guys like it and want another part, I do plan on writing part two but feedback would really help!! I did proof read this, multiple times, but if there are any mistakes please let me know! Love love yous, cya in the next one!

You weren't a fool when it came to dating, but you weren't that experienced either. Boys hardly noticed you in High school, and it wasnt any different after. So it surprised you when HE asked you out.

ʚ・ ୨୧・ ɞ ｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟ ʚ・ ୨୧・ ɞ

It was the afternoon, and you were 2 hours into your shift at Family Video. Well it wasn't YOUR shift, but Robin had asked you to cover for her since she had a date with Vickie, and after all the late night sleepovers you had with robin where she talked about her crush on vickie, non stop might i add, you couldn’t say no, especially when she spent 3 hours trying to reason with you. It’s not like you had any plans but you were looking forward to the perfect afternoon spent in your sweatpants and hoodie, watching whatever crap is on the television and ordering a pizza but you guess it had to wait.

Maybe the rest of the afternoon wouldn’t be a total bust, Steve was on shift with you and he was always fun to talk to. You were good friends with Steve, well as much as a co-worker can be. There was the odd occasion you’d see each other outside work like running into each other at the grocery store, the mall, or that time robin invited you to watch a movie but little did you know, she also invited steve, which was a little embarrassing since you wore your my little pony pajamas and he wouldn’t let that go for 3 months..

You were practically counting down the seconds till you could leave work, which felt like an ETERNITY! you know what they say, a watched pot never beeps, or was it clock?.. you shook your head discarding your thoughts, maybe you could put your time to use, so you thought you’d go check in on steve. You walked out the manager's office almost tripping over a box of VHS tapes. “Steve!” you called out. This was supposed to be put back hours ago.. you thought to yourself. You called out again when Steve didn’t answer, “Steve! I need you to put the VHS’s back, that was your job.” you huffed as you picked the heavy box up, carrying over to the counter, rifling through it.

As you were sorting through the box, practically doing Steve's job for him, you heard something fall behind you. Whipping your head around, you saw nothing, nothing but a knocked over pile of tapes, did steve just quit his job mid way through? Why is everything out? you decided not to question it too much, picking the fallen tapes off the floor when you heard a noise behind you, before you could turn around someone had their hands on your waist, picking you up and spinning you around, you let out a shriek when the person put you down you turned around, it was steve!

“You asshole! what was that for?” You punched him in the arm, the annoyance in your voice doing a poor job of hiding the fear as steve laughed.

“You should’ve seen your face.” he continued to mock you. You stood there with your arms crossed and a sour look. He cleared his throat, “m’sorry, i thought you could use a little entertainment, i know you love horror movies.” he smirked.

You couldn’t stay mad at him, not when he turned on his signature Harrington charm, it would always ignite a fire under that silly crush of yours.

“Yeah I like watching them, not being in them.” You said, swatting his arms away from you. “And why haven’t you done any work? you know Keith is going to fire your ass." Deciding to switch topics you remembered why you came out here in the first place, and almost tripped over Steve's mess. “I’ll put them away, I just wanted to have a little fun.” he pouted.

“Okay well you and your birds nest of a hair can have fun, over there by the Rom-Com section, putting all these tapes away.” You say giving him a shit-eating grin.

“You know you scream like a girl.” He said, deciding he wasn’t done humiliating you about the situation.

“That’s because i am one Sherlock.” you rolled your eyes, picking up the box from the counter and heading towards the office, when you tripped over something, causing the box to go flying, and you almost falling flat on your face, almost. You looked up and Steve had caught you, his arm wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly. “Shit are you okay?” His voice was laced with concern.

“I’m fine, s’fine. I couldn’t see where I was going.” you looked everywhere but him, feeling too embarrassed to meet his gaze. His strong scent clouding your mind, you forgot you were still in his arms, he was still holding you. You stood up properly, pushing yourself away from steve. “Thank you.” You muttered.

“It’s really no problem.” He felt slightly guilting, seeing what you tripped over, it was some of the VHS tapes he left out. “Your lucky i was there to catch you.” a smile started crawling on his face, oh boy, it started getting to his ego.

“Oh yeah, thanks Prince Charming.” You roll your eyes, but he could see through your harsh demeanour.

“Prince charming? That’s new. Do you happen to like princes?” He smirked.

Flirting wasn’t new between you and Steve, it happened quite a lot actually but you knew the type of person he was, so you just went along with it. You had an odd relationship with Steve, as much as you were “friends”, he always flirted with you and called you pet names like honey, princess, sweetheart and every time when he called you those names you’d get a weird feeling in your stomach, almost butterfly like..

When you first started working at Family Video you couldn’t believe you were working with non other then ‘King Steve’.

“Oh yeah definitely, especially ones with GREAT hair.” You said enthusiastically with a foreign smile.

“So you don’t actually hate my hair then?” He questioned, letting out a laugh.

“Who said I hated it? So what if I still think it looks like a beehive.” You muttered that last part but he still heard it, pretending to be offended by it.

“Ouch princess, that one hurt.” Stumbling backwards and holding his hand over his heart like he was shot, though he quickly let up on his whole act.

“Who knew Prince Charming had an ego that bruised like a peach?” You spat out, you were kind of enjoying this little thing you had going on, it was fun teasing him.

“Looks like even fairy tales have their flaws. Despite my “bruised ego”, how about we turn the page and clock out early?”

“And why would the Prince do that?” You said

Steve raises his eyebrow, leaning more forward, giving a smirk, he is felt a lot more confident. “Oh, well maybe this prince thinks this princess is cute and maybe this prince wants to… I don’t know, take her out or something tonight?”

You stand there, stunned. Your face turns into a tomato. That weird butterfly like feeling coming back..

“You want to take me out? like a date? like a date date? like a date where we sit opposite each other, sharing a milkshake, end of the night kiss, kind of date?” You say rambling, you knew Steve in high school, well you knew of him, I mean who didn’t right? He was THE king of Hawkins High, and every girl (and a few guys) had a crush on him, that included you too, but it was a silly girl crush. (A silly girl crush that was still there.)

The famous King Steve who dated girls like Nancy wheeler or Tammy Thompson, so why the hell was he asking you?

Steve chuckles as his heart races, little did you know this was the day he’d been waiting for awhile now. He had been waiting for the perfect time to ask you out. He’s had a crush on you for months now and he had to do something about it.

“Yes, I want to take you on a date date. Yes to the sitting opposite each other, yes to the milkshake, yes to the kiss, yes to everything.” Steve smirked, as he leaned back on the counter, crossing his arms, he hoped you’d say yes.

He may not have noticed you in high school but he definitely noticed you when you started working here, he couldn’t take his eyes off you. You’d often catch him staring, or you’d get a feeling you were being looked at and as you’d turn your head towards Steve, his head was move away from you, like he was looking.

He felt like such an idiot for not noticing you in high school because you were beautiful, then again, he didn’t want you to know that version of him, the version that would probably sleep with you and never talk to you again. He wanted to treat you right, wanted you to know him now, the better version.

Your heart races in tandem with Steve's admission. The air seems charged with a mix of excitement and anticipation. "Well then," you reply with a playful grin, "I guess I can make time in my schedule for a date date. But, just so we're clear, this isn't some fairy tale, and you're not Prince Charming." You give him a teasing look, secretly thrilled that Steve, the once unattainable figure from high school, is asking you out.

———-

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