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STOP the fucking song and back it up to the start we didn't think about the right thing at the right time our head music video is all messed up what the fuck guys come on

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Alucard x reader, but he kicks them out of the belmont village due to probably rumors about the reader but after few months had passed, he found out they have been turnt into a vampire?

London this time of year was beautiful. But also very wet.

Alucard carefully removed and folded his umbrella. Shaking off the excess water and pulling his long hair to the front to get it off the damp of his back, before making his way to the bar. He usually didn’t imbibe but felt the urge to today for some reason. Plus, this was his favorite pub. One of the traditional, genuinely old pubs instead of the kitsch that littered the streets for the tourists now.

Taking a seat, he ordered a scotch he probably wouldn’t drink. Alucard just wanted to sit in this place for a while. Be in the old and familiar for a while. Think on days past in a place outside of iron bars and gilded glass for a while. Feel like his old self.

“Of all the gin joints in all the world.”

Alucard turned his head. The voice unfamiliar but the sentiment clearly one of familiarity. So they knew him. Which left a 50/50 shot on if that was good or bad.

When looked he was who was there, however, it was like a ghost was standing there. “…[Y/N]…?” The name seemed almost as out of place here as they were. A twinge of hope that maybe he was wrong and just seeing things from his past that weren’t there, in this moment of nostalgia.

“You remember my name. Flattered. I thought you would have forgotten all about me the moment I left the village.”

Regret clinched his heart as they sat down. No animosity or bitterness in them, but this perverse sense of glee in being able to get the goat of the man who had turned his back on them. Falsely, they might add. Or at least Alucard would.

Several centuries ago now, when Alucard had built his village on the bones of his & Trevor’s fallen homes, a thief had been among them. They tried to find the culprit. Use reason to determine the source. But in the end, fear and animosity won, as it often did with humans, and they blamed [Y/N] for the crime. They insisted, pleaded for their innocence, but Alucard with overwhelming supposed ‘evidence’ and the agreement of the people, cast them out never to be seen again.

It was a death sentence, likely. He knew that at the time. How they managed to be here of all places, of all times, confounded him. Then he noticed more than just the glint in their eye. The point of their ears. The sharp kiss of their fangs at their glass. “You’re a vampire.”

[Y/N] chuckled. “Nothing gets past you, hn?” They stretch. Then settle in again to lean on the bar. “After I was forced out, I wondered for a while for a new place to live. I was eventually captured by marauders, who were eventually killed by Nightcreatures, who took me to live in their vampire master’s home where I was kept as a pet. After a few years, he turned me. We were together for almost a century before he died.”

“How, may I ask?”

“A modern brainwave.”

They go back to sipping their drink and Alucard stared at his own. He felt responsible. All this….just because he took the word of this masses over one innocent person. Like his mother.

“For what it’s worth now, I really didn’t steal anything when we were all in the village.”

“I know.” Alucard told them. “It was Harold.”

[Y/N] gave a sharp hiss through their teeth. This time full of animosity and bitterness. “Fucker.”

They kick back the rest of their drink and ask for their check. “Well, this has been fun. But I have to get going.”

“You’re not going to stay?” Alucard suddenly felt alarmed. He had been quiet, but he still had so much to say. To apologize for. To wonder what they had been doing all this time. To…be with someone who understood the need for places like this pub but that it would never satisfy what they had lost.

“I have plans, actually. This was just a stop off before that.” Ah. Of course. They had their own life and Alucard should not interfere. “But, if you wanted to meet up another time. I would be fine with that.”

Alucard perked up. [Y/N] already pulling out their phone and asking for his number. “I don’t have a cellphone.”

[Y/N] stared at him. “Seriously?”

“Who would I call?”

They rolled their eyes and took the pen left for their check off the bar. “Get a cellphone, gramps.” They write their number on a cocktail napkin and hand it to him. Alucard took it. Committing the number to memory instantly.

[Y/N] then left to parts unknown in the city. Maybe in the world. Alucard just sat there in the bar. Thinking of old days amongst the musk & dust, and perhaps new days ahead. He took one sip of his scotch before he left to go home.

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HELLO! I can see with my little two eyes that your requests are open again- it’s been a DELIGHT following your work, I’m really excited to see more! <3

Speaking of more… May I request platonic and romantic headcannons for Akashi with a reader with a strong personality that tends to act a bit like a delinquant in the “intimidating��� and “in your face” ways despite being easy to deal with if you know how to work around them? Like by flattering them or by flustering them? You'd make me extra happy if they could be known for getting into skirmishes and lowkey enjoying them~<3

Thank you for your time and hard work, as usual! >:D

Akashi finds it amusing that he’s not the ‘intimidating one’ in their relationship.

He supposes that there are all sorts of ways to intimidate someone: the bark like him, versus the bite.

They remind him a lot of Aomine. All bravado and bluster. Akashi wishes sometimes he could be that expressive.

However, he does find their need to engage in every scrap a bit boorish.

Not every slight needs to be acknowledged. Sometimes not engaging is the cruelest punch of all.

Still, Akashi will always be there to dab the blood from their lip or buy them new shirt if their current ones get ripped. He’ll never turn his back on them.

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"it's all in your head" correct! unfortunately I am also in there

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Can i request Delico dads w/ a Kanroji Mitsuri-like reader? Cuz i noticed there is not much Delico's nursery hcs😭

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A wizard, his "cat", and a quiet morning read

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gale dekarios 💛

send a heart - 💛 reunion kiss / relief

Gale had stood before gods. Yet standing before the Elder Brain and all its colossal might, he felt incredibly small.

How were they supposed to defeat something like this? Something so powerful and blinding that it blocked out the sky. Gale's hopes had been limited before, but face to face with their enemies true form, they were all but dashed.

Tav tried their best to use the Netherstones against the brain, but it was no use. The Elder Brain batted away the beams from the stones like an irritating gnat. Taunting their hopelessness. Mocking their frailty and impending failure.

Suddenly, a portal opened and their old illithid friend appeared to whisk them away with the stones, just before the Elder Brain snuffed them out of existence.

Gale reopened his eyes and he found himself in the familiar embrace of the Astral. He was intact, and unharmed, but where was Tav? Gale frantically looked around, only for them to come up to him a moment later. Relief washed over him and he pulled Tav in to hold them close. Giving them a hard kiss. “You're ok! Thank the heavens and hells and everything in between. I thought the brain would take you from me.” He wouldn't know what he would do if he made it all this way, been through so much, only to lose them at the last hurdle. “Separating the crown from that monstrosity will be harder than we imagined. It might be time to rethink our strategy.”

Seeing the brain now, Gale realized that their only option might be to use the orb as Mystra intended. What other choices did they have? He did not wish to die, but…if it meant keeping the world and Tav safe then….he could do it. He would not let the brain take them from him, or this world. Gale would not.

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inspired by this post

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Hello! Do you write for the Wind Breaker fandom? I didnt see it in your tags, but was curious

I have not but I would be willing to give it a try! Depending on what the request is.

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UZUI TENGEN — KIMETSU NO YAIBA S02EP14 (変貌 ; Transformation)

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please do Nagi making efforts and being invested in his romantic relationship !

Effort is not really Nagi’s strong suit, except when he is interested in something. And he is definitely interested in you.

Though he might not show it in ‘normal’ ways that other people would, his intentions are clear.

He always wants to be near you and in your space. Not necessarily touching but in your sphere.

Sends you reels or tiktoks through out the day since he scrolls on his phone a lot and they remind him of you or he thinks you would like them.

He’ll tell you about his hobbies or gaming so you are aware of what he is doing (and can be proud of him).

He would also encourage you to get or just buy/lend you one of his hand handle sets so you can play together. Not all of them but some co-ops together.

Doesn’t like to go out but will if you ask.

One exception is if you want to go to the movies. He always wants to go to the movies with you.

Buys two of every new copy of manga he is reading to give one to you so you can have a little book club together.

Obviously, he takes a lot of naps but wants to only nap with you now or won’t go to sleep before he tells you good night.

Bought a succulent for you, as it’s pretty low maintenance like Choki. He named it Pon but you can call it whatever you want.

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As usual, gloomy Husk. Only with a little chic ✨♥️♠️

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Can I request Dick Grayson/Nightwing falling in love with another vigilant who doesn't work with Batman?

But both Dick and the vigilant worked multiple times in the past together and know eachother identities!

Flying through the air with the greatest of ease, only now without a daring trapeze.

Dick leapt from rooftop to rooftop. A slow night for the city but still keeping an eye out, as all good crime fighters did. There was a reason ‘vigilant’ was the first part of ‘vigilante’. He landed on the flat top of a building. Able to look out over the Blüdhaven city skyline for a moment before he heard commotion in an alleyway.

Of course, Dick went to go check it out, only to find 3 men in the fight of their lives with another hero. “Hey there sexy. Need a hand?”

[Y/N] turned to look over their shoulder and gave Dick a smirk. “Why? You’re gonna actually come down here and get your hands dirty?” They teased in between punching one goons lights out.

Dick just smiled wistfully and leaned over the fire escape to watch them work.

The superhero community was small; though it seemed like everyone was trying to make a name for themselves these days. At their level it was a pretty tight knit group though and Dick & [Y/N] had known each other for years. They were close. When he was going to strike it out on his own, or hang up his wings (so to speak), [Y/N] was one of the few people he called to talk it over. After a while their relationship changed from friendly to romantic. They didn’t date. Neither one of them had the time. But they would go out once in a while and hook up. That seemed to be enough for the both of them right now.

Once the last guy was down and cuffed, Dick came down. “That seemed to go well enough. What were they going anyway?” [Y/N] walked over to a van parked next to an exterior wall. Opening the back to reveal that the criminals had cut through the van and the main wall to steal the warehouse contents out the back. “Hn. Good plan honestly.”

“It was pretty sound.” [Y/N] agreed. “Except for, you know, the sound.” It probably had to be very loud, Dick assumed.

“Want me to help take them in?”

“What? And let you get all the credit?” [Y/N] teased.

Dick held up his hands. “What?? I would never.” It felt good to laugh and joke. So much of their lives was not about any of that. “You gonna be out much later?”

“I don’t know. Why?”

“I thought maybe we could have breakfast.” Dinner dates were for civilians. Vigilante heroes who were up until 4:00 in the morning met up for breakfast.

[Y/N] looked at him for a moment then asked, “get breakfast or come over for breakfast?”

Dick blushed. Running his fingers through his hair. “Come over.”

[Y/N] smiled at him. And since no one else was in the alley (or at least no one else conscious) they leaned in quick to give him a kiss. “I’ll head over after I book these guys. Assuming nothing else happens between now & later.”

“It’s a date.”

Dick then left back up the rooftops and surveyed the city further as he went back home. Luckily it was a quiet night, so hopefully [Y/N] would be coming over soon. He just hoped he had eggs.

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Can you please do a mean Dom Poseidon X reader

Again, a request similar to this was completed recently here.

Also I already did this theme with Tribute and that's the only one I wish to do.