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chrollohearttags · 8 months

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𝕮𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞’𝖘 𝕺𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

“….𝖜𝖊’𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊..”

“𝖏𝖔𝖎𝖓 𝖚𝖘 𝖎𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖊…”

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𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙤, 𝙚𝙩𝙘…

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• starting off by saying that this is only my 2nd year doing this and my first year doing it on tumblr so please be patient with me.

• Also, I am making an ✨attempt ✨ to do all 31 days but no promises as I’ll be doing other things this month for Halloween/cosplay but please feel free to DM/inbox me any requests that you have and I’ll be happy to try and squeeze them in.

• Once the month is done, I’ll put them all in my masterlist so you can back and binge read if you’d like.

• this will be multifandom and feature characters from AOT, JJK, HunterxHunter, One Piece, Jojo’s, Haikyuu and many more!..if there’s a show you’d like me to write for, feel free to request. I’ll let you know if I’ve watched/write for it.

• all works featured in this will be modern AU’s. No canon stuff.

• understand that not every kink will be for you. As always, there will be warnings at the top of each story..take heed to said warnings and use them at your discretion. If you feel a specific kink/fetish is too much, then I suggest you skip that day and I’ll see you in another one. We’re all grown (I would hope) so you can decide for yourself. Please do not comment anything childish, hateful or derogatory towards my work because it will be automatic block. Kinktober is a time to explore things I’d normally not write about but even so, it may not be your cup of tea. Don’t report or try get something slapped with a label because YOU don’t like it. Simple.

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[writing this as of 9/10/2023, naturally this is subject to change but here are the plans so far for the upcoming works you can expect:]

stranger than fiction (sfw stories + interactive fics)

Beyond Fact or Fiction: an anthology series comprised of drabbles and fics based off of real events….or are they? That’ll be for you to decide. (multifandom)

Are You Scared of Me Yet?: they are your average, hardworking family. Working on their farm by day…body snatching by night?! The young couple finds themselves in quite a predicament when one of them is bitten a strange creature while outside and becomes undead! Now with an appetite for more than cookies and cakes, they must try to feed their desires for human flesh, all while keeping this dirty little secret from those around them! (cowboy reiner x baker black reader) (nsfw version available in Kinktober list)

Sacrilegious: music’s much more fun with a little contreversy and that’s a fact that EJ the Don knows all too well. No stranger to dark imagery and occult themes in his songs, the rapper decides to get a bit creative and raise the bar for his next video. With Halloween around the corner, his wife + beloved influencer, (y/n), who’s notorious for her out of this world costumes every year decides to join him on the fun by being his co-star. And what better way to debut the new track and visuals than at the Jaeger’s infamous Halloween Bash?! But along with insane reception from the fans and friends alike, they may have invited some unwanted attention…from both the living and dead! How will the it couple deal with this situation? (musician eren x influencer au) (nsfw version available in kinktober list)

undertaker: chrollo lucifer has always been the town outcast. Dubbed a weirdo, troublemaker and the person you’d want to avoid at all costs. Mainly due in part to his love of heavy metal, cigarettes and all things occult. Too bad for everyone else, he didn’t care to clear up his reputation..that was until the mayor’s daughter goes missing and he gets accused of being involved!..with no one on his side, the lonely Chrollo feels as if he has nowhere to turn. However, he ends up meeting someone who may be able to help him out of his bind…the local botanica owner with an equally terrible reputation! With a race against the clock and their backs against the wall, the unlikely duo team up in a whodunnit like you’ve never seen!

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Kinktober 2023 (NSFW Stories)

(these may be changed at a later time and characters are TBA but here are some of the kinks you can look forward to.)

office sex, pegging, free use, knife play, age gap (legal ofc), foot worship, size kink

pregnancy/lactation kink, gun play, sensory deprivation, anal, food play, pet play, CNC

BDSM/Shibari, fem dom, breeding, roleplay, corruption kink

impact play, exhibitionism, nipple play, spit kink, facefucking, car sex, orgy

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FLUFF/CRACKTOBER (feel good + funny fics)

• through the pumpkin patch: cowboy!reiner x reader

• first time for everything: scholar!armin x scholar!reader

• pick up the phone • doordasher!eren (ft. doordasher!connie) x reader

puuurfect fit! • choso kamo x plus size reader

trick or treat • ryomen sukuna x reader

carve me like one of your french girls • nanami kento x artist!reader

my dress up darling • seamster!mitsuya x cosplayer!reader

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taglist will be available. Let me know if you want to be added!

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all works are intellectual property of chrollohearttags. I do not own any characters mentioned except OC’s or reader descriptions. Please do not repost, steal or copy my fics. It’s not cute :(

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@greenieweeniesworld @spaceforher @anubisisthebomb @crazychaoticizzy @makaylasierra789 @momobaby227 @certified-stargirl @thickbihhwitdagapp @kameko-ko @valentineluvu @mukurosbracup @prettypink-princesss @bleach-your-panties

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unsleepingtales · 6 months

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The one gift daylight savings has given me is that for one week, burrow’s end comes out at 11 pm instead of midnight. Onwards!

Ooh what’s the group name gonna be

(tense yet whimsical music)

Spectacular

Ooh yay puppet show again

God they’re so creepy

OOOOOOH it’s so good it’s so good

AVA

Her charisma is SO low 😭

BABE why would you say that

Brennan and Siobhan my HEART that was beautiful

Beautifully done

Oh they’re all so insane <3

Brennan is so good at cutting right to the core of Daughter Experiences

The worldbuilding here is incredible Aabria I am in awe

Girl I saw you almost say weapons 👀

This is so fucking funny

Human remains??

Oh the rehearsed propaganda is so much

(Erika lets loose a savage battle cry)

The new yorker analogy <3

They’re all so In It

GIRL

W h a t

Babe that’s radiation poisoning

REAL

You JUST met clothes

Aabria & twins that are impossible to tell apart 2 for 2

Them <3

He’s so good at this actually

Rogues ftwwwww

I’m so excited to see how Izzy handles Arcane Trickster things bc I will be taking notes

Oh these children are going to have to go to school

I’ve never seen anything 💀

Such a ten year old asshole moment <3

That little smug flipping off

She just has an aneurysm or something

So it is some version of human language

SO GOOD SO COOL

But also how have none of them noticed the thing on the back of their clipboards

Biting the walls rn.

Couples that game together destroy erasers together <3

Saving throw??

Oh ok she’s Actually having a thing

“This is a safe space-” “Deception Check!!” The immediate cutoff 💀

What’s the point of me anymore 😭😭

OH LORD

Why I oughttaaa

Tonic immobility! Neat!

Parenting!

I too hold my collarbone when I get nervous

Oh Tula’s gonna love that…

He was so sure he wanted to keep the kids with him for the day and so quickly regretted that

They’re so good!!

Bryan Cranston

Thank you Brennan for highlighting that joke

Love the split screen moment

Girl

OK IM GLAD ITS NOT JUST ME WHO THINKS THE BRITISH GRADING SYSTEM IS BIZARRE I’m currently studying here and the idea that I could get a 50 on the essay I turned in yesterday and that would be a pretty good mark is batshit to me

Also how are we up to #42? Will there be a complete list somewhere at the end of the season?

Oh god Tula’s so real for that

The immediate emotional and physical crash after prolonged stress once there’s safety

They’ve immediately started calling it population control instead of population support lmao

You’ve been here less than a day you can chill a Bit

In neverafter we were on the road to shoeberg, now we’re on the road to hats :)

Erika has SO many werthers

The tonal shift from Tula talking to her family to Tula talking in a diplomatic sense is fascinating

Ohohohohoh girl

Babe

That’s a teenager

Sweetheart

What is Brennan planning why am I nervous

That is so not how that works

Honey oh god

Memory check <3

Oh Erika handled that so well

Why is D20 dealing so much with grief rn. I didn’t need this.

(I did need this I didn’t want it I know that’s the point but god)

I love character choices

What is happening

YES rocky horror ref and YES Brennan’s Tim Curry impression

Oh god the new student anxiety is so real

Oh ok it straight up is real world radiation I thought maybe it would be like. Fictional parallel or allegory situation but nope straight up this is nuclear radiation

My name is Normal Size Jaysohn and my sister can read

The most sidekick-y kid 😭 PLEASE

Siobhan <3

Bi jaysohn

They’re teenagers now and it SHOWS

When’re the bnei mitzvot?

I love our little fourth wall stunts

Siobhan looks so cool like legitimately I know she’s doing a bit as a student trying to look cool but she looks great

Aabria and her consequences <3

What the fuck is happening

What

Why have they started a GANG

Ok well at least he not congested anymore

Never mind

He grows up and becomes one of those guys always chewing tobacco but it’s mint

Troubling. This is incredibly troubling.

Jaysohn-

Siobhan has had her leg up this whole time <3

Thorn 😭

Jesus Christ

Aaaand the party’s back together :)

Help her out here man

She’s so seventeen years old

Keep it together-

Oh god

AVA

She’s so eldest daughter

We gotta get through the series.

BARBARA STOATSAND

Oh yeah because leaving the kids with Thorn went so incredibly well an hour ago

The emotional manipulation involved in every aspect of this

Checkitoutcheckitoutcheckitout

Real tears at the table 💜

What a rollercoaster

Plus NINETEEN

Avaaaa

BOX OF DOOM MY FRIEND

Brennan and Siobhan sitting next to each other is so fun

HELL YEAH BABE

Chill this is all chill

WHAT

He’s unfairly good looking

This is so cool Aabria oh my god

What the fuck man

YEAH NO SHIT

Horrifying. Truly? Legitimately? Horrifying.

Well maybe they know something about the blue

I don’t think anyone ever hid that from you? Maybe I’m having trouble distinguishing in game vs above game conversation but I thought that had already been brought up

Ok so they did already know this. Glad I’m not losing it

Oh shit

Clover. Like the crushed clover from the story. God.

Good for her getting the breakdown and rant she deserves

The tears at the table today

Oh that one hurt coming out huh

Terrifying! Good god!

Augh

A lie oh god oh fuck

WHAT

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

Oh the theater kid energy is palpable

hell.

next week looks insane oh god.

ANYWAY this was fun see you next week I guess <3

#burrow’s end #reactions #verbal component #burrow's end

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fruitymocha · 2 years

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Little Songbird

Starring: Venti as The Cabin Owner, and You as The Lost Hiker

Warnings: starvation, fear, imprisonment, yandere themes, arson, mental instability/insanity, reader is gender neutral (but since there’s only the two of you there are no pronouns used for reader). I DO NOT CONDONE ANYONE’S ACTIONS IN THIS STORY. THIS IS PURELY FICTION AND SHOULD NOT BE EMULATED. DNI IF YOU ARE YOUNGER THAN 16, ARE EASILY FRIGHTENED, OR DO NOT LIKE DARK/YANDERE THEMES.

A/N: so, since spooky season is here, I wanted to do something actually on the horror side, since I really like the horror genre, and thought there was mad potential that I haven’t seen anyone else tap into. So, I decided to do this little Halloween movie reel event. Is this mostly self indulgent? Absolutely. Do I still hope others can appreciate my work here? Also a yes. Anyway, I’ve had this idea of the reader being trapped in a cabin in the woods for a couple weeks, but never really knew if I should use that concept for any published works. But since spooky season has basically arrived here on Tumblr, I thought this would be the best time to get those thoughts out there. Now then, without further ado…

Round and round we rewind the reel…

Three days. I have been wandering these woods for approximately three days. I’m lost. I want to go home. I’m hungry. Tired. I have to make sure I find shelter. The clouds are too dark a grey for conditions to stay favorable much longer. It’s going to storm, I just know it. I need to find somewhere to stay before the storm hits.

But where…?

I really want to rest, but that’s not a good idea. I need to find a place to stay.

“Oh,” I say, looking just across the path, up on the hill. “Evidence of human life,” I carefully examine the teal cloth tied to the tree. Likely a marker someone left to track their path.

Then I start to feel the first droplets of rain, so subtle I could have tricked myself into thinking it was my imagination. I kept going forward, in hopes that shelter would be close by. Soon enough, the rain becomes heavier, until I’m soaked in the pouring rain.

Thunder roars, lightning strikes, and wind howls as I try to power walk around the forest, looking for an adequate place to seek shelter.

Then I see it. Lightning strikes once again, and lights up a wooden cabin just across, up the hill. So I run. I run as far and as fast as my waterlogged body can take me, almost collapsing near the front door as I bang on it, knees shaking, breathing heavy. Then the door opens.

It reveals a young boy with dark hair that turns teal at the ends. I can’t even get a word in when he essentially drags me inside, slamming the door behind us to keep the storm out.

“You shouldn’t have been out there. What were you thinking?” He says in a high pitched, but somehow pleasant voice.

“I… I’ve been lost out there… for three days. It was supposed to be… a hiking trip. Should’ve brought a buddy…” I say, still very much out of breath.

“Lost? Well… I think I can let you stay until the storm passes,” he says.

“Thank you so much,” I immediately thank him.

“Of course. Can’t have a lost hiker risk suffering out in the elements, hehe…” he giggled, but I could tell there was no mirth in his laugh. As if there was something on his mind that he’d rather not vocalize. Then he looked at me, staring into my eyes with his own teal ones.

“What’s your name?”

“Y/N. What’s yours?”

“…Most people know me as Venti,” he says.

After sitting down, I take notice of his outfit more. White button up, teal suspenders, dark brown pants, and black boots.

“…do you live here?” I ask, trying to break the silence.

“I do. It gets kinda lonely, but I like the freedom that comes with living out in nature,” he says, looking out the rain-streaked window wistfully.

I clear my throat.

“Um, I’d hate to trouble you, but do you perhaps have something to eat? I ran out of food, and-”

“Of course!” Venti says quickly. Eagerly. His reaction is a bit much. Over the top. But hey, as long as I have my basic needs met here, it doesn’t really matter to me. He pulls out some stocks of meat and vegetables and goes to work cutting the food in the kitchen. Thunder rumbles outside. I am just grateful to be inside finally.

“Oh,” Venti says from the kitchen. “You might wanna get out of those wet clothes! I have spare clothes in the room down the hall,”

“Thank you,” I say, trudging down the hall to the dark wooden door all the way at the end. I turn the brass knob and see a simple room. Wooden bed frame on the right wall with a white mattress and furry looking blanket that doesn’t cover the whole bed. Small square window with wooden frame. Round bedside table to the left of the bed. On top, a vase with a white flower. A cecilia, I think it is. A tall wooden dresser on the left wall. A similarly designed vanity next to the dresser. I open the top drawer of the dresser. Shirts. I take a white button up. I open the second drawer. Pants. I take loose brown pants. I peel the wet clothes off my body, wait a few minutes to dry off a bit, and then put on the spare clothes.

Dinner is mostly quiet, save for the thunder outside. Venti seems surprisingly giddy. Sometimes he glances at my clothes and smiles to himself. I don’t want to be suspicious of him, since he’s been nothing but helpful and kind. But I’m not sure if he was really the best person to run into.

I’ll leave first thing tomorrow. That’s what I think before I crash in the spare bed.

~*~

I wake up in a dark room. Rope binding my arms behind me. Rope binds my legs so I cannot run. The ground is hard and cold and dusty. This must be a cellar or basement of some kind. Then a door opens far away. Up. Steps come down the stairs. Then in the dark I see him.

Venti

I should have left sooner. I should have snuck out. I should have…

It’s too late for that. Now I must focus on analyzing the situation and escaping.

“Good morning, Y/N!”

“Why am I here?”

“…I’m sorry. Really, I am, I just… I couldn’t leave you to fend for yourself! You’re too helpless, too fragile…”

“I survived three days without your help,”

“Those woods cannot be trusted. I would know,” he says, uncharacteristically harsh. “Just stay here… you’ll be safe…”

I say nothing.

He leaves a bowl of mixed nuts and berries on the ground between us.

“I can’t eat it with my hands tied,”

“Sure you can. I’ll help you!” He giggles. It’s not inherently creepy to hear. It’s the fact that it sounds so normal and joyous that makes it terrifying. He sees nothing wrong.

He holds a wild strawberry in his hand and tells me to open wide.

~*~

It has apparently been two days since I’ve been down here. My eyes have long adjusted to the dark.

Venti has been feeding me my meals and helping me drink water. I barely get any sleep. I have to request to be untied so I can go to the bathroom. In which case he walks me, and locks the bathroom door and waits until I’m done.

Then the ropes come back.

I don’t like the ropes.

I don’t like the dark.

I don’t like Venti.

He says I am too precious and helpless to die in the woods.

I ask why he worries about that so much.

He only responds by saying he used to have a friend, but he is long gone.

He won’t say more than that.

I assume this friend must have been important to Venti. I also assume that what happened must have been tragic.

But that does not mean he should trap people in a basement.

I try to loosen the ropes.

It doesn’t work.

One day, I dream of escape.

~*~

It has been a week, I think.

Venti keeps sweet talking. He keeps telling me how cute and fragile I am. He calls me sweet. Docile. But most of all, he always calls me a very particular nickname, due to his admiration for my voice.

“Oh, you’re awake! How did you sleep, my little songbird?”

I stare at him blankly for a while. “Fine,”

“Just fine? Well, I guess the basement floor isn’t very comfy, hehe…”

Says the one who put me here.

“I’ll bring an extra mattress, a blanket, and a pillow down here so you can sleep better. How does that sound, songbird?”

I look into his eyes. I blink once. Twice. “Okay,”

Venti nods and giggles awkwardly. “Okay, that’s good. Hang tight, ‘kay? I’ll be back,”

He goes upstairs again. The stairs creak. I don’t like that they creak.

Venti does come back with a mattress, blanket, and pillow, as promised. At least I won’t freeze or get bruises from the floor while I try to sleep.

I try to get out of the ropes. I can’t.

I just want to go home.

I cry myself to sleep.

~*~

“I want to go home,” I beg

Venti just stares at me, too serious for his usually jovial attitude.

“It’s not safe out there, Y/N,”

“How could you trap me here?”

“You think you can survive out there?” Venti’s voice rises.

Back and forth we fight. Until Venti happens to grab an arrow.

“I hate you!” And suddenly I scream from the pain.

He stabbed my thigh with the arrow.

“You don’t hate me. You can’t,” Venti says, soon after removing the arrow, and treating the wound he caused.

“You’re staying here, songbird… where you’ll be safe from the forest…”

I don’t need to be safe from the forest. I need to be safe from you.

I hate you.

~*~

I no longer know how long it’s been. I have lost track of time down here. Sometimes, when Venti thinks I’m asleep, he talks about that friend of his.

He talks about how he still misses that friend. How he was taken from this world too soon. How he would never forgive himself if I suffered the same fate as him, out in that storm.

So his friend died in a storm out there?

That would explain Venti’s paranoia.

“Hey, songbird. I’m gonna go out for a bit and hunt for some meat for tonight, okay? I’ll be back soon,”

I simply stare. But then I finally cave and respond.

“Mmkay,”

“Oh, songbird, you look cold,”

I’m shivering. I didn’t even notice.

“Here, have my cardigan,”

It’s teal, just like the ends of his hair. He drapes it over my shoulders, since my arms are bound together and cannot be pulled through their respective sleeves.

Then he leaves, and I go over my plan.

Escape from my ropes at night. Find my stuff. Run the hell away, and find help.

So I wait until Venti says goodnight to me and leaves for the night.

Wiggling my hands out of those ropes is not easy, but I manage to do it. On to the feet.

Once I get out of the ropes, I look at Venti’s cardigan that fell on the floor.

I stare.

I think.

I take it.

I slowly creep up the stairs so they won’t creak, and carefully try to open the door.

Locked.

Now I have to find something to open the door. I look around for something, and find only a fire extinguisher and a crowbar.

…

Crowbar it is.

I pass a table with a lighter.

I take it. I check to see if the lighter works. Flick. It does.

I hacked down the door, uncaring if it wakes Venti up anymore.

I hate him.

I find my backpack just where I left it, on the couch and grab it. I turn to the door, but hear a voice behind me.

“Songbird, what are you doing?”

I keep my back turned to him.

“I’m leaving,”

“You can’t leave!”

“You can’t stop me!” I turn to see him step closer to a bow and bunch of arrows.

“You wouldn’t… not again,” I say, panicked.

“If I have to hurt you again, then that is what I’ll do to keep you here,”

I feel my hand shaking.

“Don’t worry, I’ll nurse you back to health, just… please stay,” he starts crying. “I can’t be alone anymore… I can’t lose anyone else…”

I stare at him straight in the eyes. I no longer feel panic. It has turned into something much more volatile.

I light the lighter.

“I’ll see you in Hell,” I say, and drop the lighter on the ground.

I sprint to the door and block it off once I’m outside, running far away from the burning cabin. Venti bangs on the door frantically.

“LET ME OUT! PLEASE!”

I ran far, far away. Even when I felt an arrow hit my lower leg, I limped as fast as I could.

That is the last I heard from him.

~*~

I sit on a comfy chair and drink my favorite warm drink as the local radio news starts talking about the cabin in the woods that “mysteriously” burned a month ago.

“It just burst into flames and no one knows why…”

I couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction.

“There’s not enough evidence to prove if someone did that on purpose or if it was a freak accident… we don’t have any testimonies at the moment…”

I nodded. No one will ever know.

“…there was only one person living in that cabin, and luckily he survived,”

I stopped before I could take another sip from my mug.

It seems my job is not yet finished.

I put down my drink, and pull out a lighter, lighting it on and off.

On.

Off.

On.

Off.

On.

~Fin~

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin venti #venti x reader #yandere genshin x reader #yandere venti x reader #genshin au #halloween event

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kunosoura · 1 year

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got a list of sff reccs?

Non-exhaustive lists:

Science Fantasy

Science Fiction

Fantasy:

I had a whole list of fantasy recs that went down with my previous blog, so here are some interesting ones off the top of my head:

The Iron Dragon's Daughter. I know it's on the Science Fantasy list also. Idc. I want more people to read it. It's got two sequels which are pretty good, but this first book is the breadwinner for me.

Wheel of Time: Don't read these books. If you do though come talk to me about them so we can be mean to them together.

The Winternight Trilogy - A really interesting series taking place in Late Medieval Russia, right as Christianity is beginning to encroach into the country's furthest regions, and the tensions arising between Christian bigotry and the native beliefs. Featuring a second book which bizarrely deviates into "transmasc equestrian" story and a hot (cold) demon.

the Earthsea trilogy. Obligatory mention. I'm frustrated with the very ending of the series (Not the short story Le Guin wrote just before her death but The Other Wind) but the rest of it is a really smart and heartfelt fantasy story, critiquing the genre's tropes and attitudes decades before they reached their apex without turning into a necessarily "deconstructionist" work.

If you have a taste for longer books, check out The Brightest Shadow by Sarah Lin. It's a progression fantasy book, which is like if LitRPG had a sense of embarrassment, but I still really enjoy it. The first book takes a while to warm up and is a little on the nose, but I've really enjoyed it from the second book on. Even in the first book, I enjoy the scenes where the narrative takes a break and the characters just talk with each other, practicing and learning and growing together, as they discuss the subjective histories and philosophies they were raised in or were later tutored by.

The Green Bone Trilogy is like... I'm ultimately a bit disappointment with how it played out because it never quite makes it to critiquing the intentional hypocrisy at the core of the narrative, but it's still good action packed fun if you want something simple. Has the honorable distinction of being the only book to ever have me blushing scarlet at work. Here there be sex scenes, some of them gay.

I didn't include The Locked Tomb in science fantasy because it doesn't really have science fiction themes, and it also probably doesn't need my endorsement, but it's really good.

Speaking of Worlds-That-Are-Secretly-Our-Own-But-With-Necromancy-As-A-Metaphor-For-How-Capitalism-And-Imperialism-Controls-Bodies, Check out The Craft Sequence.

The Queen's Thief's first book is incredibly YA with a plucky young protagonist, if a bit graphic when describing the impact of being locked in a pre-modern prison. The second book is a wild swerve exploring trauma, destiny, grief, and disability. The rest of the books get smarter and more varied in their themes from there.

Oh speaking of YA esque novels I'll deign to recommend, I read the Scholomance recently. Mostly because the morally tormented protagonist with incredible powers is my favorite junk food, but also because I think it handles the themes of young adult stories (interrogating and challenging a kind of shitty world) in a better than average way.

And some standalone recs/miscellanea:

Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell is an immaculate recreation of a really dry old British book, only it was written a couple of decades ago, is about Wizards, and features a really good take on The Fair Folk. It also assures you very early that you don't have to worry about the morality of the protagonists, because both of them are shitty, evil, and at times insane.

The Goblin Emperor is a really fun and heartfelt story about a far flung, unkindly-treated noble kid getting thrust into a royal title by a massive assassination of everyone in front of him. Despite being a story about a Monarch, it ends up being weirdly based about it.

Mushi-Shi is an anime that is incredibly evocative, poignant, and fantastic. I don't watch or recommend anime much but I strongly recommend this.

Honestly, I don't often recommend video games for their fantasy worlds because so few do much particularly interesting with them. That said: Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles is a mediocre game set in a world with an absolutely immaculate fantasy atmosphere. Genuinely feels like you're in an old gaelic storybook. Don't get the remaster, it adds voiceover work which DESTROYS this.

Pan's Labyrinth has a good deal of horror elements, but the backbone is a faerie story about seeking the fantastic in a world growing increasingly dark and grim.

The Years of Rice and Salt is primarily an alt history novel about a world where Europe was completely devastated by the Black plague. But underneath that is a story about reincarnation, destiny, and love. Maybe a bit more magical realist but I love it so it gets a rec anyway.

Here's some of rapid fantasy movie recommendations: Stardust, The Princess Bride, The Last Unicorn, The Seventh Seal (this one's a little bit higher brow than the others mentioned here)

#I held back a good chunk of like games and cartoons and anime/manga etc #it's just like. it feels like a completely different discussion to this. idk how to explain it.

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heedeungiiee · 2 years

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𝙁𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙮 𝙂𝙮𝙪 - - - 𝘾𝙝𝙤𝙞 𝘽𝙚𝙤𝙢𝙜𝙮𝙪

“Finally, I finish this freaking essay!”

You have been working on an essay that is worth fifty percent of your grade for the past two weeks and you were delighted that you are finally finished with it. No more breakdowns, no more staying up late, and no more excess caffeine or else you will die of caffeine overdose.

You saved printed your work and put it in your file case so it won’t get damaged and you won’t be forgetting it for school the next two days. You even saved your document in your laptop just to make sure that all your hard work won’t go to waste and if you need another copy of your work.

You stood up and did some stretching exercises because you were aching all over. Most especially your back and your hands.��

“I think I should walk out in the park to freshen up my mind.” You told yourself as you hurriedly approached your closet to pick something to wear.

The rain just stopped pouring and the birds were chirping outside. The sun wasn’t up but at least the sky was bright and clear. Just the perfect weather and mood for an afternoon stroll.

You decided to wear faded jeans and a large hoodie since you are just going for a stroll; no need to dress that extravagant, right? You just wear a pair of old converse and grab your wallet, just in case you go to a convenience store afterwards.

You said your goodbyes to your mom who is inside the office printing some work related stuff.

You started walking your way down to your neighborhood with your hands inside your pocket. You saw children coming out of their houses and playing in the front yard after it rained for two days. Some were even heading towards the nearby park to play with their friends. You smiled just remembering the days of your childhood where you too were also happy whenever you played with your friends after a long rainy day.

You were already in the park just walking and enjoying the greenery of the area. The grass, the flowers, and benches were drenched with rain water but still they look immaculate. You took a couple of photos from the park, mostly the flowers and the lake at the center where a flock of birds are flying in the sky.

You were just humming to the tune of your favorite song while walking to the brick pathway, minding your own business and enjoying the breeze of the air when you heard a high pitched voice calling for you.

“Psst. young lady,” the called over you.

You looked everywhere but you saw no one in that area of the park. You just shrugged your shoulders because maybe you were just hearing things because of lack of sleep.

“Over here, miss.” You heard the voice coming from the big oak tree.

That’s it. I probably lost my mind from doing my essay. You said inside your head.

You stared at the tree for a moment and for some unknown reason, you started coming near the tree. You just wanted to check if that high pitch voice was coming from there or if you were just imagining it.

“I am officially insane,” you said out loud because the little flying figure was so unreal. You only see them in cartoons or movies about fiction characters. This cannot possibly exist in real life.

You looked around and you gasped in shock when a small human-like figure went flying in front of you. He has a friendly smile painted on his face. He was wearing a cream colored puffed sleeve polo and light brown slacks; he was even wearing a cute pair of black oxford shoes. His hair was shoulder length and it was curled up a bit. Various flowers were also arranged in his head immaculately, making him more adorable. His fairy-like wings make him cuter than ever.

Yes, you know you are freaking out because of this tiny creature but you cannot help but admit that he is so adorable.

The little creature laughed at your reaction in his high pitched voice. “No miss. You are not insane. I am real, promise.” He smiled from ear to ear. You finally calmed down and you kinda admit that he really is cute, most especially his high pitch voice.

“Whatever flying fairy creature you are, you are cute.” You smiled back at him.

“Thanks. By the way, miss, what is your name?” asked the little creature.

“I am y/l/n.”

“Y/n,” the little being repeated. “I like your name, it suits you really well.” He giggled. “By the way, my name is Choi Beomgyu but you can call me by my nickname Gyu.”

“Nice to meet you, Gyu.” You smiled and lifted your palm up, inviting him to land his feet there.

When he landed on your palm, you complimented how cute his nickname was and he fluttered his wings as a way of expressing his gratitude.

“Y/n, may I ask you a favor?” Gyu asked.

“Sure what is it, Gyu?”

“May I kiss you?” He smiled like a cute little kid asking if he could buy some chocolate.

You blushed because of his question. You just met this creature and you barely even know him. And now he is asking for a kiss?

“What will happen if I do so?” you asked out of curiosity.

Gyu smiled mischievously, “You will see.” He smiled and battered his eyelashes at you. Persuading you that you will do it.

What if this is some kind of danger? You thought to yourself.

You were contemplating on whether or not, give him a peck. After a lot of thinking and Gyu showing off his charms, you decided what is best.

“Sure, I guess you can kiss me,” you said. You were curious to what will happen and you were praying that this will not be some kind of danger.

Gyu’s face lit up and he started fluttering his wings out of happiness. “Thanks, y/n. I promise you won’t regret this.” He giggled and you giggled as well because he was so adorable.

He flew away from your palm and went close to your lips. You pouted a bit and you felt Gyu’s tiny lips touch yours.

Moments later, smoke, sparkles, and flowers were everywhere to where Gyu was standing. You panicked a little bit but you remained composed. You wanted to know what surprises await you.

You gasped as you saw the tiny being transformed into a handsome young man right before your eyes. He was still Gyu, but taller and without wings.

“See, I told you y/n. You won’t regret it.” Gyu giggled, but this time his high pitched voice disappeared and it was replaced by a manly deep voice.

You blushed and you felt your heart racing because you never knew the tiny being was a handsome young man. You never knew a creature like this existed in this world.

“You look prettier when you blush,” Gyu chuckled and you bowed down your head because you were being giddy for some reason.

“Hey, look up here, y/n,” he held both of your shoulders. You were only chest level when you are facing each other so he was basically towering over you. “No need to be shy. You helped me do my favor and I want to thank you for that.” Gyu giggled.

“I am still the same fairy Gyu but taller and without the wings,” he explained. “Did anything change?” he asked.

“Not really,” you managed to say. “But you just got more handsome and your voice sounds amazing.” You tried to say that in a low tone but Beomgyu clearly heard it.

“Thanks for that compliment, y/n. I know you won’t regret kissing me,” Gyu hugged you tightly.

He leveled his eyes to yours and you tried your best to not shy away from his gesture. He pulled you closer to him before smiling cutely at you.

“Care if I kiss you again?”

Without waiting for your answer, he leaned and gave you a passionate long kiss.

#tomorrow x together #txt #txt choi beomgyu #txt beomgyu #choi beomgyu #beomgyu #beomgyu x y/n #beomgyu x reader #txt imagines #txt drabbles #tomorrow by together #txt shorts #fairy gyu #beomgyu x moa #txt beomgyu imagines #txt beomgy fluff #txt beomgyu drabbles

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halimuyak · 6 months

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i'm literally never here anymore but i need to get this out of my head and i need other people's input because i'm going insane and i'm just gonna copy and paste the whole formalized thing

Help me understand something about The Devil Wears Prada.

I’m genuinely curious to know what everyone thinks of it. I’ve gone slightly insane overthinking a movie to this degree, and deep down, I know it isn’t serious, but my thoughts about it have been Gorilla Glue’d into my cerebral cortex.

For context, I’m twenty-five and not American. The first time I watched The Devil Wears Prada was a couple of years back during the pandemic, and since then, I’ve rewatched it twice. I also think it’s worth noting I watched the movie over a decade after it premiered, and American pop culture back then had a different set of… values, I guess? —so, my opinions are somewhat removed from the context of the story. I do know the book it’s based on is fiction, but it’s partially based on Lauren Weisberger’s time as Anna Wintour’s assistant at Vogue.

That being said, as a baseline of where I was before watching The Devil Wears Prada for the first time: I was fully expecting to detest the boyfriend. I was raised on the internet (again, I’m twenty-five, a bit of an older Gen Z person, but I still consider myself a bit of a digital native), and growing up, I was bathed with Buzzfeed articles and Tumblr think pieces explaining why the boyfriend was the “real villain” of the movie and not Miranda. Naturally, I went into the movie waiting to see Andy’s boyfriend be a fuckwit to her.

I genuinely don’t think the boyfriend is even close to any sort of villain in the movie. Like I said, this is after a few rewatches because I tried to “see” this movie in different ways, thinking maybe I missed the point, misinterpreted the story, or wrongly contextualized some things. I’m completely blind to how the internet’s got the boyfriend pegged as the villain.

When we’re first introduced to Andy, she states working at Runway isn’t something she’s invested in. Her values don’t align with what Runway does or stands for as a publication, and her boyfriend feels the same way. She’s a journalist who wants to do “real” journalism. There’s nothing wrong with that. Though, my observation is she thought she was a little above caring about fashion, at least in the beginning.

But as the story progresses, Andy starts to get it. It takes her a while to get it, so much so that when she doesn’t show proper decorum during a meeting, she gets lectured and humiliated for it (Cerulean Sweater Monologue)—but she gets it. She begins to show an appreciation for fashion and fashion journalism, which she shares with her friends and boyfriend. She’s aware and somewhat accepts Runway vaguely resembles hell on Earth as a workplace, but she adapts to it and eventually succeeds (or, at least, becomes an “effective” assistant). I’m also aware there’s an undercurrent of Runway being an immensely toxic and borderline abusive workplace, especially at Miranda’s hand, and it’s accepted because of the “prestige” (holy fatphobia, Batman!), but that’s a separate topic altogether.

On a base level, there’s nothing wrong with Andy changing her thoughts and opinions toward Runway and the fashion industry. I was under the impression the through line of the movie was:

Woman who wants a “serious” job can’t find a “serious” job, so she settles for a “non-serious” job in the meantime.

Woman doesn’t take her “non-serious” job seriously because, duh.

Woman experiences an inciting incident that begets a montage of education, appreciation, and transformation, thus, she finally takes her “non-serious” job seriously.

Woman falls into the deep end of her job, and it compromises her personal relationships (“Let me know when your whole life goes up in smoke. Means it’s time for a promotion.”)

Woman realizes her job has swallowed her whole and changed her into an unlikable person. She doesn’t like this, so she abandons it to pursue her original dream.

Of course, that’s an oversimplification of the plot. There are a ton of nuances in the film: the aforementioned toxic and abusive workplace, the insincerity in the industry these people have to accept and deal with, and the awareness of all this between the characters.

Even with her “new self” and subsequent missteps, I still don’t think Andy is a hypocrite. I can’t even fault her for falling into the bad behaviors caused by the exposure to her new workplace (though I do also have an opposing thought of Andy being oddly cowardly in her actions for someone who wants to be a “serious” journalist—and also, the weird pseudo-cheating, I guess?).

There are so many “evils” in this movie, but her boyfriend is nowhere near the problem. He and her friends get upset with Andy when she ditches them to cater to Miranda. And even then, her friends showed her a decent level of understanding because being subservient to a horrendous boss isn’t a conscious choice anyone makes. But when Andy fully misses her boyfriend’s birthday celebration, all he asks for is accountability from her, and she doesn’t seem to give it to him fully. He doesn’t antagonize her; he antagonizes what her job is making her do and the person she’s becoming because of it. I don’t recall there being a moment in the movie where she has an honest conversation about how her outlook has changed, barring a few sentences said in passing toward her boyfriend and friends. Wouldn’t anyone get upset if their friend or girlfriend puts work over them without clearly communicating these changes?

And then there’s the Miranda of it all. Miranda is the villain of the movie. The actual, main, central villain. She’s a part of a self-selecting population of loathsome, miserable human beings. She’s aware of what she’s sacrificing to hold on to her title at Runway because she truly believes she’s irreplaceable, among other beliefs that hinder her from behaving in a way that allows her happiness. I could write an entire dissertation about Miranda and the movie in its entirety, but I want to focus on talking about the boyfriend lest my brain implode.

I need other people’s opinions. What am I missing? It boggles my mind he’s perceived as the villain at any point in the movie. And more importantly, I can’t believe this has taken up a significant amount of brain space that I felt compelled to write about it.

#or honestly just report me #it's embarrassing in my grown ass age that i've thought long and hard about a chick lit movie #it's a great movie though i love it #tucci gang 4ever

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rainbowsky · 2 years

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my headcanon is that gg had a hand in casting dd if they were already dating, i mean, what are the chances that two people secretly dating are cast as lovers? i think they might have showed gg some pictures of possible actors and he said 'this one'

I think it's possible, Anon, but not necessarily the case.

Fake, fan fiction, shameless CPN and wild 🤡.

There are other possibilities for how this all went down, were they already together before they were cast:

They might have been interested in the opportunity of working together, with no thoughts of actually being co-leads.

The producer/director might have already known they were a couple and cast them for that reason. This would be especially true if they'd ever witnessed the insane chemistry between them. If I was casting a project like that and I happened to meet a couple of actors who had such infectious charisma and chemistry like GG and DD have, I would immediately put it in my mind to cast them. Heck, even if I didn't have a specific project in mind, I might keep my eye open for something suitable for them.

It could have simply happened that GG was cast, DD was still being considered, and the second they saw DD they knew he was LWJ.

GG and DD have both said in the past that they had hoped to play Xue Yang, and it's likely that when they were considering the possibility of being a part of The Untamed cast, their main plan/hope was to work together. They might not necessarily have had it in their heads that they could be playing romantic leads opposite each other.

I don't know if GG is the type of person who would try to inject himself into the process without having been explicitly asked who he liked best, but of course if he had been asked he would likely have said DD, you're right about that.

Their being cast in a romance together isn't that far-fetched, Anon. The entertainment biz, even in a country as populous as China, is actually pretty small world in a lot of ways. And it's probably less likely that a couple would apply to work on the same project than that they'd end up being cast together.

My 'headcanon' about it is actually that the team who created The Untamed were already known to be queer-friendly, and that when they started casting for The Untamed word got out in queer circles and queer actors took an interest on that basis. The opportunity to work on a queer project with a queer-friendly team probably doesn't come up every day.

But I have no real reason to believe that apart from my own perspective on something I know little about, so it's basically a fan fiction take at this point (aka not to be taken seriously).

Either way, it's impossible to know how any of it really went down, so this is all just total, shameless 🤡🤡🤡 wankery.

And I don't really think it matters all that much how it all happened. It's a bit of ancient history at this point.

#timeline #🤡🚙#ask

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I read your spirit keeping post and I agree with everything except for the "they are not fictional characters," bit.Reality shifting is a thing and "fictional" media characters exist and are valid.

Buckle up, I have a mouthful about this from experience, and ... bluntly put: common sense.

For many reasons regarding morals and mental health...

I am firmly, completely against the idea that fictional characters are somehow real beings from a parallel/multiverse universe, as I am also a very firm non-believer. So, no, I do not believe Sonic the Hedgehog is a real person.

Now, I do believe that entities can work with a host/creatively self insert/influence a person with their own ideas directly to create these fictional characters and worlds. I do believe that there are such beings and sentients out there that can resemble something of that character, somewhere out there. I, myself, am doing a story based on one of my spirit Family members, but it won't and never will be the exact depiction of who he is but only based off of him. Even if I tried to be accurate, it's still filtered through my own creativity and mental capabilities.

That's where I say it can be definitely plausible in those regards.

These fictional worlds and characters are all filtered through human beings -- and some of them are indeed amazing on how creatively imaginative people can be. Another way of seeing this a little bit closer if you created a servitor or a thoughtform heavily based off of that character, but it'll never be the real thing.

Also, paint this scenario. What if you created an OC character that you poured your heart into and it got into a Netflix series or something? Let's say you got some really hyperfixated fans who are into "reality shifting" and claims this character in any way.

THIS had happened to me with one of my Family and OC's before. There's a reason we withhold a lot of information about us, including our names!

I had people tried to create servitors and thoughtforms of my spirit partner G, and one tried to use the whole "reality shifting" concept to literally try to sleep with him.

It's been insanely creepy, insulting, and infuriating!

...

Despite that, I tried to look into reality shifting myself and I had came across a handful of people who were into the whole fictional characters as their companions. I even had a couple of my spirit Family who took on familiar forms when I was a child, and another recently who just likes to mess and mock people. I've seen entities and spirits taking notice of this belief, and utilizing it to invade people's energy without resistance on that person's part. Plus, the concept was created as a trend by a bunch of kids on Tiktok.

Every time I see entities claiming they're this person's hyper fixated favorite character, it's 99.9999% a deceptive trick to bypass the host's barriers for trolling or to get an easy access to someone's haven to lay low with. At its worst, I've seen these entities just laugh and wreck havoc in their lives because of how easy it was to infiltrate these poor individuals. Quality of life goes down, depression worsens, enticement of suicide, physical sickness, attacking other spirit team members... you name it. Plus, if a favorite character as an entity comes through to speak solely with you like you're somehow extremely special; as some chosen one,...doesn't that tickle your suspicion whatsoever? Doesn't that raises huge red flags at all?

I also recommend looking up Randy Stair.

The end result from his case are very rare, but the crippling mental health associated with this is very common in ties with this belief.

I do think that kind of escapism is a huge factor to look into in regards to speaking with professional help or a very good friend.

Additionally, I can imagine how disrespectful it'll be to pressure an entity to be an idealistic character in your image.

But to put it simply:

Fictional characters and worlds are fabricated creations from other fellow human beings, and some have pure talent with honed artistic skills to create such great works that can be understandably, easily hyper fixated to some audiences that were deeply, relatable-ly touched.

But no, for many reasons, I am against the idea.

Feel free to block me, anon, if you find my answer an affront to your existence. But I have no regrets or qualm.

However, by the end of the day...

You do you.

#spirit work #spirit companion #spirit keeping #spirit companionship #spirit companions #fictional characters #Reality shifting is fake #Its a tiktok trend invented by kids #you can’t go to fictional places because they are not real #fictional characters are not real #hence the word fictional

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Lately I have been passing through the various adaptations of the story of Dracula via film and literature, then it sparked an idea for a prompt. What if our lovely vampire bikers of four came across their own "Mina Harker" within the neon crowds of Santa Carla? Perhaps this version of Mina is a bright eyed, teenage scholar of charm and sharp wit. What would their first impression be? ♡

It's a bit different from your ask, but I hope you like it!💜

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Flipping the pages, she was hoping to find some new information. How could it be, that after reading everything in the library - both the school and the public library - she still had little to no information that proved the existence of vampires. And yet, seeing the way that both Jonathan and John had changed the past couple of weeks, how Lucille had fallen ill and Arthur was convinced that his nightmares had become reality - it had to be real. Right?

"What did I tell you about reading wile working?"

Mina looked up, her boss standing in front of her. She smiled apologetically, closing it. "I'm sorry, Max," she sighed, "it's just, I'm worried, you know? There is something going on with my friends, and I'm determined to figure out what."

Max, who had been the owner of the videostore for the last fifteen years couldn't help but smile as he shook his head. "Why?"

"Why not?" She gave him a sharp look. "If I have the capability to help them, why shouldn't I? Besides - it's something else, for a change. One can only do so much homework before going insane."

Chuckling Max handed her some tapes, telling her to put them away. She nodded, going back to work. Helping customers, making kids happy when they were allowed to choose a lollipop, sorting the tapes - it was nice. And calm. Quiet. It gave her time to think about all that had happened.

It began three weeks ago, when Jonathan had come back from holiday in Europe. He had been to Scotland, and eventhough he had seemed very enthusiastic about it before going, now he was talking about his trip as if it had been a nightmare. He spoke of shadows chasing him, voices haunting him, and inexplicable injuries on his neck and arms. He had become distant, only talking to her through phone calls or notes left at her door, and it worried her immensely.

Then John had come into the picture, he was a year older than them and had finished highschool a year earlier. Now he was studying to be a doctor, and he had been exited - which quite frankly disturbed Mina just a little bit - when he realised he could examine Jonathan. But as he did so, even calling in the help of one of his professors, neither of them could come to a diagnosis.

Then, it was Lucille. Sweet, naive Lucille. She and Mina had been friends since - well - diapers, and were pretty much inseparable. Lucille had rung her up immediately when she got the news - Arthur wanted to go out with her. And so did Quincy - the exchange student who had quickly become a part of the group. She had quickly taken a liking to Lucille, but had been shy about vocalising it. Lucille went out with Arthur, thinking he was the best fit for her, only to return with a violent and sudden sickness. Weak as she was, she hadn't been to school in days, and it didn't seem like she would be getting better.

So, seeing all these things happening to her friends Mina took it upon herself to figure out what was going on. Everything has a cause, and whether there was a virus or a person doing this, she would find out.

After only a day of research, her search took an unexpected turn. At first she had looked through medical documents to see if she could find a similar disease without any luck. Then, in one file she read that one word - Vampire. As if they existed, right? And yet, as she read more and more about these seemingly fictional creatures she couldn't help but feel that a vampire might be the cause of her friends torment. She knew it sounded ridiculous, and it was very likely anyone who'd hear her suspicion would declare her insane, but she knew. If anything caused this, it was a vampire.

And now here she was, pretty much at her wits end. Jonathan was so stressed about his illness and having to miss school that his hair had begun to turn white, and Lucille had become so ill she had to stay in the hospital. Mina knew she had to be quick. She may have no proof of the existence of vampires, but she now knew the signs. The pale skin, the dead-like smell, the yellow-red eyes, the fangs, the long nails - she could find them, confront them and safe her friends.

It was at the end of her shift, when suddenly it felt as if both her world collapsed and grew stronger the second she saw what she did. Four men - or were they boys? - feasting on the bodies of young teens. Mina felt the urge to puke, wanting to look away so badly - and yet, if she did they would hear her and also kill her. She stayed silent in her place, not daring to move, when suddenly one of the creatures locked his eyes on her.

"Seems like we missed one, boys!" He laughed, causing the others to chuckle.

"What's a pretty thing like you doing out here on your own?" another asked, coming so close he could brush a stray hair away from her face.

"Dude, you're scaring her," a curly haired boy laughed as if it was the joke of the century.

"I say we play a little game," the bleach blonde grinned. "Tell me, girl, do you want to live?"

"I want answers." Was all she said, surprising herself by the lack of trembling in her voice.

"Answers!" he laughed, before turning to his boys. "You hear that? The girl wants answers."

"And you'll give them to me."

"And why would I?"

"Because I will play your game. I win, you answer whatever I ask. You win, you do what you want with me."

The boys laughed, very loudly, making Mina seriously wonder how big of a mistake she had made. Then he shook her hand, grinning and flashing his sharp fangs. "You better start running, Mouse, before the cats will catch up."

Mina didn't wait a second before running. She had to be quick, creating distance between them before she could you and hide away. No - she realised as she ran - she needed to be smart. Not quick. If they were vampires - something she had not a single doubt about - they could not enter a church. Holy ground, holy water - a church would form her sanctuary. She couldn't help but grin a she sped up, grabbing her bicycle before peddling as fast as she could. She could feel the cold night air burning in her lungs as she gasped for air. She had to be quick, she didn't dare to look behind, but they were there. She felt them.

"Come on, Mina," she murmured to herself, speeding up even more. She was going so fast now it was hard to stay totally balanced. She didn't mind. She had to win. She had to survive. Reach the church, stay alive till sunrise. She could do that, right? She could definitely win. Why hadn't she chosen the game? Why did she leave the choice of game up to them, giving them an advantage?

She screamed when she felt nails graze her shoulder, racing faster than before now that fear soared within her. There, two blocks away was the church. Quick, she was almost there, she had to make it, she had to-

She whimpered in pain as she fell, her bike landing right on top of her wrist. A sharp pain centered around the bone, the skin turning a sickly blue. She looked around, trying to keep her whimpers quiet, but she saw no one. She stood up, running the last few meters to the church. She banged on the door, begging to be let in.

"It's no use. Didn't you know that they close at night?" The leader of the group stood behind her, his words taunting and yet there was something else in his voice. Something closer to pity, or rather yet a certain hint of sadness that she had lost their game.

"You can't be here! This is-"

"Hallowed ground?" The brunet asked, with a chuckle. "Never stopped us before."

"What do you want from me?"

David was quiet, "You're smarter than most."

She stared at him, expression unchanged. "If I had a stake, I would kill you, right here, right now."

"You couldn't."

"What did you do to my friends?"

"Us? What makes you think it was us?" The curly haired blonde asked.

"Who else could it be? Martians?"

"Don't worry about your friends, they might be fine."

"Might?"

"Yeah. If we can make a deal."

"What sort of deal?"

"A life for a life. They get saved. You take their places."

"What?" Mina stared at the leader in disbelief. He didn't say anything, instead he flashed his fangs bare.

"You want to safe Johnny and Lucille? Hm?"

"I will kill you if you hurt them again!"

The boys chuckled, each of them ready to attack. They were ready to jump, to tear her throat out, to drink her blood and to feast on her flesh when-

"What did I tell you about eating my employees?"

"Max, she knows."

"David, did you really think I didn't know? She's a smart girl. Now, set her friends free from your spell."

"But-"

"No, Marko. Her friends will be set free."

"Fine." The boys grumbled before glaring at Mina.

"Mina, I think we have a lot to talk about, don't you think?"

"You- you're one of them?!" She stepped back, "No, no! I won't talk with you about anything! You let my friends go, or I swear I'll invent new ways to kill vampires!"

Max just laughed, taking of his glasses as he shook his head. "You made your choice, dear." His fave morphed, turning into a horrific picture of something not quite human and not quite bat. The four boys did the same, grinning madly as they stared at her. Mina cursed under her breath - this was it, wasn't it? She was royally fucked, and that was putting it mildly. She stood there, frozen, not sure what to do when Max looked at her.

"Run."

#the lost boys #horror #marko #david #paul #dwayne #tlb #the lost boys 1987 #dracula #long post

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cassandragemini · 2 years

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🌠🎨😨 for tseren?

🌠 SHOOTING STAR - if they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make?

OOOOHH this is a tough one. tseren is a pretty pragmatic person and he doesnt like to spend his time thinking about "what if"s cause he's made a LOT of mistakes in his life and he'd really really rather avoid dwelling on them. if you asked him this a couple years earlier he probably would have wished for mikhail to go back to ""normal"" [Mikhail would not want this she would be insanely fucking pissed] but now he'd probably hold on to a wish until he thought of something good enough. a pretty deeply buried part of him wishes they both could go back home but i dont think he would wish for that cause he thinks he’s changed too much to ever go back to the way things were. he does enjoy his current fairly chaotic lifestyle and commitment to one thing kinda scares him but he might wish that sometimes the two of them could have just little bit of peace and stability for once. realistically i feel like he would accidentally use his wish without thinking and end up having some Problems as a result like wishing he was as strong as misha and ending up also cursed

🎨 PALETTE - can they draw? what do they like to draw?

hmmmm... i never actually considered if tseren would be a artist or not but i think if he was he would mostly do a lot of quick and fluid sketches of things he sees in his day to day life like animals and people he encountered or things from stories he’s heard, real or fictional. he doesn’t really have the time or the patience for very detailed work like fully rendered paintings but on the rare occasions he can get his hand on some nice paint or colored pencils he loves using bright and vibrant colors

😨 FEARFUL - when scared, do they go into “flight” or “fight”?

usually fight but he does know when its time to give up and run. he can get pretty hotheaded and stubborn sometimes but he figured out years ago that there are some fights he shouldn’t try to win. if he’s really truly horrified by something he’ll just freeze completely but thats really really rare and has only happened a few times, usually in situations where he already feels powerless

#tseren #ocposting #asks

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outoftheblue-if · 3 years

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Out of the Blue IF — A Regency Romance

Out of the Blue is a romance/mystery/fantasy interactive fiction set in Regency Era England for anyone (like me) who is obsessed with Jane Austen and other period dramas, and always dreamed of being transported into that world to find romance and intrigue.

It’s also just a lighthearted project I’m working on to practice my writing skills and get familiar with Twine as a platform for other interactive fiction projects that I have in the works. Definitely a WIP, so characters and plot might change throughout.

Coding | Tags | FAQ

You are a university student struggling to find the motivation to finish your degree as the world seems to be falling apart around you, when you find yourself transported to what appears to be Regency Era England. With no idea how you got there or how you can get back, you are at the mercy of the fates. Given the probability of being classified insane if you reveal your true origins, you decide to feign amnesia. Lucky for you, a wealthy couple decides to take pity on you and take you in.

Will you be able to keep your secret hidden from your new friends, or risk ending up in an asylum? Will you conform to the expectations of regency society, or show regency society what a modern person is like? Will you solve the mystery of how you ended up there and find your way back home, or perhaps decide that you’d much rather stay?

Fully customisable character - name, gender, pronouns, appearance, sexuality, background, studies ++

Character driven story with choices that matter

Try to solve the mystery of your time travel

Romance - romance any of five different love interests, two male, two female and one non-binary

Friendship - build friendships and meet new people

Explore an AU England in the 1800s

Isobel Claymoore [she/her] | Portrait | Playlist |

Isobel resides at Oakley Estate with her father, who runs the local coal mines. Being the daughter of a man whose fortunes were acquired through trade, she is not widely accepted amongst the higher class society, and her reputation is only made worse by her being an unmarried woman in her thirties. At first glance, Isobel appears to be cold and haughty; a proud woman who has little interest in you, but as you spend more time around her, you might discover there is more to her than meets the eye.

Maximillian “Max” Winthrope [they/them or he/him] | Portrait | Playlist |

Max is the eldest son to Lord Charrington, the Earl of Charrington, and thus the heir to both title and land. He is upbeat, frivolous and a bit of a flirt, and people aren’t quite sure what to make of him. Although he seems to be cheerful and unconcerned, you can’t help but feel like he’s holding something back. Will you discover what lies behind his careless facade?

Richard Winfield [he/him] | Portrait | Playlist |

Richard is a Captain of the Royal Navy, just returned from the Napoleonic Wars to his childhood home to visit his brother and his wife at their new abode. Though he has made a name for himself, and amassed a sizeable fortune, his deepest desire is to find a spouse to start a family, and build a home, with, but he seems to be caught up on the past. He is suspicious of your intentions and sceptical of the credibility of your story. Will you be able to change his opinion of you and help him move on from his past?

William Taylor [he/him] | Portrait | Playlist |

William is a local farmer who struggles to get by while raising his two children by himself since his wife disappeared. Given that William and his son are the ones who found you and helped you, you feel like you should repay him somehow, but William seems to take an immediate dislike to you and wants nothing to do with you. Will you be able to weed out the story behind his harsh, biting shell and worm your way into his fortified heart?

Clara Amelia Hamilton [she/her] | Portrait | Playlist |

Clara is the daughter of one of the wealthiest families in Charrington, the Hamiltons of Ainsley Park. She comes from a life of comfort and privilege, seemingly lacking in nothing. Being cheerful and outgoing, she is well liked and generally always surrounded by people, so why does she feel so bored? Will you help her find some sense of purpose in her life, and possibly fill that void in her heart?

#interactive fiction #wip #outoftheblue #ootb #regency #twine #historical fiction #lgbtq

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impala1967dwinchester · 3 years

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Dean Winchester

Dean Winchester Master List 2.0

Pink and Satin- Dean helps the reader through her period. 04/06/21

What's left behind- Laying down with Y/n turns into her asking about Dean's scars. [(Deans pov) This is for band--pyschos 1.5 follower bingo challenge] 04/07/21

Queen - Dean doesn’t lose bets, does he? 04/11/21

De- After Dean spends so much time with Sam as a baby, Sam says his first words. (Written from Deans Pov) 04/18/21

Hurting inside and out- AU!History Teacher!Dean notice a change in his best student, he's hoping she'll be willing to open up to him and let him help. 04/23/21

Stamps- Male! Reader For the summer Dean suggests to his son that he started to collect stamps. 04/24/21

Lover of a princess- AU!Knight!Dean Winchester fights for the hand of y/n. All goes well for the couple. 04/25/21

Scruff- Dean is all for keeping that smile on the readers face, especially with his beard. 04/25/21

We Found Each Other - Chapter 1 Conversation 05/01/21

Fix her- She's starting to pull away. What's wrong? 05/04/21

Change is due- Dean pushes the reader to the point of almost no return. 05/06/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 2 Over Coffee 05/09/21

Brandy- Drunk Dean telling the truth. 05/14/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 3 Get Comfy 05/17/21

Miracle and Simon- Y/n and Dean aren't able to have children, but they find children in their surprise dogs. 05/25/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 4 This is a mess 06/01/21

Together at last- Dean and Sam come back to the bunker after a rather rough hunt and all they want is their girl 06/11/21

Truth- Weddings are a happy place to be, but unforgettably they can sometimes bring up so many ideas. 06/12/21

VIP Room- (AU!Soccer!Dean) Y/n watches her favorite soccer player from the stands, but she's when she asked to go to VIP. 06/21/21

Celebrate- Dean goes all the way out when pride month comes along for his sister. 07/01/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 5 Bitches and Jerks 07/03/21

Curves- (AU!MobBoss!Dean) Y/n has a hard time liking her body. With Dean looking like a literal god it's hard for Y/n to be excited when Dean opens his private pool. Dean takes it to heart. 07/03/21

Voices- Feeling out of place, and worthless to the Winchester family. Dean helps his little sister to realize something very important. 07/06/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 6 Forgiveness Please 07/10/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 7 Numbness 07/20/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 8 The New Normal 07/26/21

Words come true- Blogging was nice, but what happens when you start to tap into your unknown love for your best friend Dean? 07/28/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 9 Can This Even Work? 08/01/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 10 Happiness At Last 08/10/21

We Found Each Other- Chapter 11 Epilogue 08/16/21

Dream- Y/n has a great dream about her favorite fictional character. But when she wakes up the first thing she hears in a whisper is "I'm not fictional, sweetheart." 08/18/21

Laundry Day- Two weeks is all the Winchesters can go without washing their clothes, and today just so happens to be day 15. 09/05/21

Pull me this way- Deans has always had a blue string attached to his ring finger, one day there's a pull on his string. 09/11/21

Summer of 14’ - Dean and Crowley's summer was far from pg-13, and the only one that remembers anything is Crowley. Leading to some interesting tension between the two after Dean turns back into a human. 12/12/21

Deaths Door- All of those times dying, and the last feels right finally. 12/13/21

Gunnery- Dean has a moment to teach or rather learn a few things about his daughter in target practice. 12/21/21

Switcheroo- When a witch curses make Dean and the reader switch bodies there's a bit of fun to be had between the two. 03/13/22

Insanity- Getting caught signing in the shower by Dean. 04/21/22

@firefly-graphics for dividers

Deanie Beanie Girls: @kazsrm67 @deanswaywardgirl @ijustlearnedtolove-beep-bop-boop @rach-12 @mrspeacem1nusone @dilfloverr @akshi8278 @fofisstilinski @band--psycho @wonderfulworldofwinchester @doctorlilo @flamencodiva @samsgirl93 @stoneyggirl2 @hobby27 @mrsstevenbuchananstark @Onethirstyunicorn @hitmeup69 @silverose365 @winchestersbitch-dm @alexxavicry @Lostdarksoul6

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First fic ever! Honest feedback time!

This is my first ever fan fiction and I want your complete honesty. If you love it, great! If you hate it, that’s totally fine! If you have any tips or suggestions for a first time writer let me know!

Secrets: Yondu x Reader

A/u where Yondu survived Ego, and the guardians are still aboard the quadrant....

For a couple months now, Mantis could tell something was wrong with her best friend. You were always so cheery and up-beat. You would never tell her what was bothering you, no matter how much she asked. This was completely unlike you because you always told Mantis everything. She wanted to know what was making you feel and act so weary and tired. You seemed so stressed and the others started to notice too. Anytime someone would ask what was bothering you, you would just shrug it off and make something up. But the excuses were getting old.

“Come on y/n, I bet you would feel so much better if you just got it off your chest.” Peter poked you in the side as he bugged you about it for what felt like the millionth time. “Plus, I’m just super curious now. You’ve been sulking for weeks.”

“Just leave me alone Peter!” You snapped. You winced at your words and then took a deep breath. He was just trying to help. It’s not his fault you felt this way. “Look, I’m sorry. I’m just dealing with something personal right now, and I would prefer to do it on my own.”

You heard those signature clunking boots come through the doorway behind you, “Do what on yer own?” Yondu asked with his hands on his hips and a quizzical look on his face.

Yondu and Kraglin were still hanging out on the Quadrant with the Guardians since the events with Ego. They were in the process of getting a new ship and a new crew after Yondu blew their old crew to all hell.

“Nothing. It’s absolutely nothing, Yondu.” You were irritated. Yondu was the one person you didn’t want to push away, but you felt like you had no other choice. You tried to push past him and leave the room, but his large hand caught your shoulder.

He looked you dead in the face, and you turned your eyes from him. You couldn’t keep your knees in check if you caught those crimson eyes for too long. His voice was low, “Hey, we don’t do solo missions and we don’t work alone. Ya got something ya have to do, ya take someone with ya. Ya already know that.”

“This isn’t about some mission.” You kept your stare at the floor between your feet as you continued. “I’m not going anywhere, just - leave me alone.” You pulled your shoulder away and quickly returned to your bunk.

You walked into the cabin that you and Mantis shared, throwing yourself onto the bottom bunk in a huff. You let out a long sigh with your face in the pillow. You were too emotional to think straight. You’ve never felt so many conflicting emotions at once and it was driving you insane! If you didn’t vent soon, you’d explode. Nervousness, happiness, guilt...the list goes on. Nervous, because Yondu gives you butterflies to which the likes couldn’t be described. Happy, because you get to spend every single day around him...but on the other hand you feel guilty because you don’t want to put anyone in a weird position. He’s Basically Peter and Kraglin’s dad! His age didn’t bother you one bit, but you certainly didn’t want to ruin any family dynamics going on around the ship. You could accept the truth in your head, but saying it out loud was a whole other matter. The truth was, you had fallen in love. Stupid, annoying, nerve wracking, inconvenient, love. Everything about this situation was so messed up.

Part of you wanted to just give in and fall straight into the arms of the man you’d fallen for. The other half of you was screaming at you to keep your mouth shut. So far, the screaming side of you has been winning. You honestly didn’t think he would return your feelings, and you genuinely thought he was way out of your league. He was brave, strong, smart, cunning, and downright gorgeous. You were short, clumsy, a little curvy, and the weakest of the team. The only thing you had going for you (and the only reason you were able to join the team) was your incredible shooting abilities. Back on Terra, you were super talented with firearms. The transition from guns to blasters wasn’t too bad. You knew Terran guns inside and out. You were definitely a good shot, and you weren’t afraid of anything - except maybe your feelings for the Centaurian on board. Over your time with the guardians you got really good with intergalactic weapons, with some help from Rocket of course.

“Y/n..........Y/N!”

You jumped out of your thoughts, sat up in your bunk and looked frantically at Mantis who was eagerly trying to get your attention. “Are you okay?” She asked with a curious, yet concerned, expression on her face.

“Ugh, yes, Mantis. I’m fine. For the thousandth time, I’m just fine.”

“I don’t believe you. Something is wrong, and you leave me no choice. You mean a great deal to me, and I need to help. I am very sorry, but I feel I have to do this.”

Before you could get another word in, Mantis had her hands gripped around your wrist. Just as you began to pull away, her antennae glowed their bright yellow light and her eyes burst open to look at you.

“Mantis, please, you are my best friend in this entire galaxy. Probably in the entire universe - you cannot tell anyone!”

She stared at you, wide eyed. She couldn’t believe what she felt. So many emotions at once. It was such a surprise! Regardless, she was very excited for you.

“Y/n, this is so exciting! It is happy news. But, also confusing. You feel so many things. Why must this be a secret?”

“Because!” You shouted, a little louder than you intended. “Mantis, this isn’t what you think. If this gets around it could jeopardize the entire team. He may not feel the same way I do, and that would be a humiliating disaster. Look, if it helps, all you have to do is wait until Yondu and Kraglin are able to leave with their own ship and crew, and then once that happens you can shout it to the stars. Deal?”

A low, raspy voice travels through the doorway interrupting your conversation, “so, what happens when Kraglin and I get our own ship and leave?”

You and mantis snap your heads toward the door with nervous expressions. Yondu’s presence and voice sends a chill down your spine. Butterflies are bursting into a frenzy in your stomach. You both just stare at him, completely unsure of what to say.

“Well?!” He boomed. “Why ‘ave ya been acting so fidgety ‘round me lately? And wha’s sis ‘bout waiting fer me and Kraglin ta leave?”

Mantis looked at you, then back at Yondu, and back at you again. “Y/n, you know I care for you very much, and you are my best friend, but I think this is something you two need to talk about.” With that, she ducked past Yondu and fled the room.

You stood up and yelled at her as she ran, “THANKS BESTIE! I’LL GET RIGHT ON THAT!”

You turned to look at Yondu, who was still sporting that classic scowl he wears all the time.

“What?” You snapped. You seriously hated being so crass with him, but building walls was your specialty, and it was the only way to protect this weird little family you’d grown to love. If Yondu ever found out how you felt, it could all come crashing down. Not only could you lose him, but everyone else too.

He eyed you suspiciously, “Ya know, I only known you for a coupl’a months, and you don’t seem right. Mind tellin’ me what that’s ‘bout?”

“No.” You said flatly. “I have nothing to tell.” Heat was rising to your cheeks as you lied right through your teeth.

“Ya lyin’. You’s a bad liar ya know it?”

“I’m not lying.”

“Fine, if ya won’t tell me, I guess I’ll go pry the information I need outta poor little ol’ Mantis.”

“Leave her out of this! She doesn’t know anything.”

“Ah, so there is somethin’? I knew you was lyin’.”

You began to get defensive. “Yondu! UGH just stay out of it! I don’t need to tell you anything! I don’t want to tell you anything.”

Yondu turned his back on you as if he were going to leave. You felt a quick moment of relief until you heard the door slam shut and the bolt click into the door frame. Shit.

He turned to face you again, he took one large stride toward you, and now he was just inches from you. Those butterflies from earlier were trying to come up your throat, but it was getting so tight you could barely breathe. Your mouth was dry, and you swallowed hard to push them back down.

“Now, ya gonna tell me what I wanna know. Why’sit so important that Kraglin and I leave? You plannin’ somethin’?” His voice was intimidating and came out as a rumble. His words made you realize that, even after all this time with the Guardians, he still didn’t trust you completely.

You put on your best poker face and said, “No, I’m not planning something. Stop being paranoid. I would never hurt anyone on this team. Especially not you!” You froze at your last words. Damn it...maybe he won’t think too much into it.

His eyes blazed into yours for what felt like an eternity. You broke eye contact by rolling your eyes and scoffed, “Ugh - I don’t need this.” You tried to push past him and unlock the door, but it was no use. He caught your arm and pulled you back to him. His touch lit your entire body on fire.

“Ohhh ho, no ya don’t. You ain’t gettin’ outta this. Spill. Now. There ain’t no secrets on this ship.”

“But you aren’t the Captain here, Peter is.” You protested.

He shrugged and crossed his arms in front of his chest, “Okay, yer right. I’m not the Captain here. But I am the one you’ll hafta get pass’ to unlock the door.”

“You’re so infuriating! Why are you even on this?! Why is this so important to you?!” You could feel yourself getting more and more defensive.

“I don’t like secrets.” Yondu said matter of factly.

Of course he doesn’t, you thought to yourself. He just dealt with a pretty nasty mutiny a few months ago. With a deep breath you relaxed, “Look, all I’ll say is this: I am not planning anything, I am not going to hurt anyone, and you really don’t need to worry. I’m going through some personal stuff and, like I told Peter, I just want to deal with it on my own.”

He pondered your words for a moment. “Fine.”

“Fine?” You asked.

“Yep, fine.” He turned to unlock the door and walked out, leaving the door open behind him.

That was definitely weird. He let it go just like that. It wasn’t like him to just let stuff go. You decide to keep to yourself for the rest of the day, buried in your thoughts.

Yondu, however, was not done with this. He waited a while before making his move. After an hour or so he went to find Mantis. She was up front on the flight deck chatting with Drax.

“Mantis, come ‘ere. I need to ask you somethin’.”

She looked at the Centaurian hesitantly. She stood and walked to him, fiddling with her hands. “Did you and y/n talk about what’s been bothering her? It was such a surprise to me, but I am very happy! I hope she will be happy too. You are a very good man.” She said discreetly.

Yondu just stared at her, totally lost. Mantis picked up on his confusion rather quickly. She began to fidget and shift nervously.

She leaned in and whispered softly so Drax wouldn’t hear, “She did not tell you? Oh, no. Well, I cannot tell you anything. I am her best friend and she is mine and I will not tell!”

Yondu lowered his voice as well, “Look girl, I’m juss as worried about ‘er as you are. All I’m askin’ is for a way to help.”

Mantis thought his words over, and hesitated. “I don’t know...she seemed very intent that you never find out. If she didn’t tell you, I don’t know if I should.”

“Come on girl, ya wanna make sure she’s alright, right? I thought you’s was friends. Besides, I sorta have an idea of what’s goin’ on anyways. Juss tell me.”

Mantis’s big, innocent heart won her over and she decided it would be best to tell him if it meant helping you.

“Y/n has been experiencing very much stress and anxiety because she likes you. More than likes you, loves you. There is very much love and sexual desire. She is nervous, excited, and happy, and angry, and sad, and feels guilty too. I felt it all right before you walked in on us talking about her conflicting emotions. It was very confusing. I certainly would not like feeling that way. She is afraid that if you found out, you would reject her and she would have to leave. But...I don’t want her to leave.” Mantis slumped her shoulders at her last words.

Yondu didn’t know what to say. You liked him? Loved him even? But why all that other stuff too? He had to find out. No more games, no more secrets. “Thanks girl, ya been a big help.” Yondu patted her shoulder and walked from the flight deck back to the bunking area.

Yondu sighed and knocked softly on the door. “Mantis, I told you I’m not talking anymore! I’m fine!”

The door quietly opened. “It ain’t Mantis.” Yondu said gently. “Can I come in?”

You sit up on your bunk and look at him, “Sure, feel free to lock the door while you’re at it.” You said sarcastically.

He grinned over his shoulder at you, and locked the door. “You and I gotta talk.”

You begin to panic, it’s happening. He knows, Mantis squealed. “What did Mantis say? I told her not to say anything!”

“Don’t blame her, it ain’t her fault. I made her tell me.” Yondu said with a sly smirk. “So - now that it’s out there, let’s talk.”

The butterflies were back in an instant and about to burst out of your mouth, but what came out instead was just plain sad, “Let’s just get this over with. You’re gonna tell me you know how I feel about you, and then I’m gonna say ‘yeah it’s true, I do like you - like a lot’, and then you’re gonna say, ‘well, sorry, I don’t feel the same way’, and then I’ll take that rejection and shove it way down into the depths of my soul. After that, you turn around and walk out, and I start packing. Okay, great. Are we done?” You stood up and walked toward your trunk that contained your belongings to hide your humiliation and distract yourself.

Yondu looked at you with slight surprise on his face and chuckled. “Uhh no. That ain’t what I was gonna say at all. What I was gonna say was, ‘m flattered. Truly. Women ain’t exactly chasin’ after me these days. I’m just a washed up ravager. No crew, no ship, and I ain’t as young as I used ta be.” He rubbed the back of his neck as he continued. “A pretty young thing like yasself shouldn’t be pinin’ over someone like me. I ain’t worth it.”

You snapped your head his direction and almost yelled, “EXcUSe ME?! Not worth it?! Do you even hear yourself?”

The Centaurian stood there, dumbfounded as you continued.

“Do you have any idea who you are?!” Here it comes - word vomit. You couldn’t stop, it all came pouring out like dumping water out of a bucket. “You are Captain Yondu Udonta. The fiercest Captain of the 100 Ravager Clans! You’re known across the galaxy! You have more experience in open space navigation, survival, and armed combat than I could ever dream of having. You’re incredibly strong, and cunning, and more charming than any man I’ve ever met. AND you’re just plain handsome. Not to mention that arrow of yours! Don’t ever sell yourself short, because you are more than worth it....if anything, I’m not worth it!

Before you could continue your rant, Yondu quickly stepped toward you, whirled you around and pulled you away from your trunk to kiss you passionately. His lips were the perfect combination of rough, yet soft. He tasted strongly of whiskey, and his hands roamed over your body until one twisted its way into your hair and the other pulled you into him by your waist. The kiss was open mouthed, hot, needy, and absolutely perfect. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him back desperately and you felt a little chuckle fall from his lips as he pulled away, leaving you breathless.

“Ya have no idea how long I’ve been wantin’ ta do that.” He said.

“How long?”

“A few weeks after Peter introduced us. Ya started ta really prove yaself with this group a misfits, an’ the rest of ‘em really took to ya. Including me. I never imagined ya’d be fond of someone like me.”

You both stood in your bunk area holding one another closely. “Well, I have to be honest, I didn’t expect this to happen in a million years.” You admitted.

Yondu pushed you to arms length to get a better look at you. “Why’s that?” He asked.

“Well I mean....look at me? I’m just a dumb little Terran. I’m weak and I barely know anything about space. I’m so new to it all, and I don’t exactly fit in around here. You guys have such incredible abilities and talents. I’m just...me. Terran. What I wouldn’t give to be like...I don’t know, Gamora. She’s breathtakingly beautiful and a total badass! I’ve been contemplating going back to Earth anyway because I just feel like I’m holding you all back.”

Yondu looked over your body and face admiringly and said softly, “I am lookin’ atcha, and none ‘a that’s true. I’m glad your here, and I’m sure as hell glad we met.” He grinned down at you, showing off those gold capped teeth. He leaned in to kiss you once more, deeply.

He pulled away lightly to whisper on your lips, “I can show ya everythin ya ever wanted to see, and teach ya everythin ya ever wanted to learn about bein’ out here.

I ain’t lettin’ you get away.”

#yondu x reader #marvel #gotg #gotg fanfiction #fanfic #marvel fans #yondu udonta #yondu #reader #gotg vol 2 #sfw #short fiction #secrets

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