#ej writes blood moon

[ejunkiet]

bioluminescence (marco, blood moon)

So you don't need to catch a plane to see some bioluminescent algae…

blood moon if: marco/main character (gender neutral), rated G for Goodness, ~2k wordcount.

GO PLAY BLOOD MOON IF -> @barbwritesstuff (thank you for marco ;u; <3)

"We're going to California." It's no longer a question. There's a soft wonder in his voice, a thread of excitement. You can’t help the smile that curls up your lips in return.

"There's something I want to show you."

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bioluminescence

It takes half a day into your journey and a handful of miles past the state line for Marco's curiosity to get the better of him.

"You've gotta give me a hint. Anything."

Biting down on a laugh, you glance over at where he's sitting in the passenger seat, the wild, golden strands of his hair tangled around his face from the air slipping through the cracked window. It's a good look on him, wind blown and tousled, and you appreciate the view for a moment before your eyes flick back to the road.

"Patience is a virtue, you know."

He barks a laugh, shifting in his seat, the worn pleather seat of the rental creaking under him. "You know me. I've never been patient a day in my life."

"No time to start like the present."

"Bite me."

You grin at that, wide and just that bit sharp, and you know when he notices, taking in a sharp breath, the fake leather creaking again as he mutters a quiet fuck.

Silence reigns in the car for a moment, and you think that maybe, just maybe, he's going to let this go.

But then-

"Please…"

You don't have to look at him to know he's pulled out those damn puppy eyes, his voice soft and plaintive, and christ if it wasn't effective.

"California."

He sputters. "Like, the state?"

"No, the planet." You scoff. "Yes, the state."

"By car? Now?"

"Tomorrow, late evening." You think. It's been a while since you've done this. It's been a while since you've been in the driver's seat, the grip of the steering wheel strange beneath your sweaty palms.

It was familiar, once. The nomadic lifestyle of your family’s pack meant that you spent most of your time on the road. It's comforting, the rumble of the motor, the feeling of the tarmac beneath your wheels.

You've missed driving. You haven't since- since.

Marco's voice draws you back from the past, stemming the rising tide of memory before it becomes a flood.

"We're going to California." It's no longer a question. There's a soft wonder in his voice, a thread of excitement. You can’t help the smile that curls up your lips in return.

"There's something I want to show you."

–

It takes a while. It's a long drive, you knew this going in, but something about the company makes it easy. It’s Marco superpower, making things fun and light, and you barely notice the hours go by as you make your way down the coast to the peninsula.

You spend the nights at cheap motels off the highway, or sometimes in the car, depending on how tired you get, and how far you can stretch your shoestring budget.

But finally, you reach your destination.

San Francisco.

It's a strange place, a city nestled on the water, almost hidden within the bay. It's beautiful, in its own way: the bridges that gleam golden in the sunlight, the glittering skyscrapers and rolling hills. It’s bigger than you’re used to, more populated, and all the more exciting for it.

After a day spent exploring the new city, with its strange creeping fog and cable car system, you make the trip into the surrounding ranges, weaving through miles and miles of dense forest. Marco has questions, again, as of course he does, but he manages to hold them back, as much as it visibly pains him to do so.

When you ask about it, he only offers you a lopsided grin, his cheeks flushing a little at being caught out. I’m trying that patience thing you mentioned. It’s a little weird, but I think I’m getting the hang of it.

He doesn't have to wait much longer.

The sun is hanging low in the sky when you arrive at your destination, a clearing that has been established as a camping site, with proper fire pits. There's a lake a short walk from here, and a river that runs to it that passes the camp. The spot matches the photos from the camping rental website pretty much perfectly.

You inhale deeply as you get out of the car, breathing in the scent of the trees and earth around you. Fuck, it feels good to be in the forests again. Marco feels it too, his howl soft but satisfied, warming.

homehomehomehome

There’s a gleam in his eye when he turns back to face you, a smile tugging at his lips as he gestures at the campsite.

"We're going camping?"

You nod, stretching your arms above your head until you hear your spine crack, humming as you let your muscles relax. You haven't missed this aspect of driving.

"The kit is in the trunk. Think you can help me set up the tent?"

His smile widens into a grin, bright and happy as he claps his hands together. “I can sure as hell try.”

–

Tent raising is a disaster, and after not one, but two tent poles snap, you decide to forgo it altogether. The weather is good enough that a shared sleeping bag should be enough, even if they do have ‘cuddle for warmth’, as Marco suggests with a not-at-all-subtle wink.

His arm looped around your waist, the heat of his body is a warm brand against your side as you root around in the trunk of the car, pulling out the extra blankets you’d packed, just in case. “Plus, we can see the stars better this way.”

“Not just that.”

“Hmm?”

“From here, we should be able to see the entire Milky Way.”

He takes in a sharp breath, pulling back just enough until he can get a good look at you, his bright eyes wide. "You're shitting me."

“I’m not.”

The sky darkens in shades of blue and purple and violet, until it’s only by the virtue of the wolf within you that you can see the details around you, and it’s time, you decide, reaching for Marco’s hand.

"Come with me. I want to show you something."

His eyes are curious, but he takes your hand in his, squeezing briefly as he follows you along the worn path that’s barely more than an animal trail at this point.

It doesn't take long for you to reach the lake, and the beaten down dock that was advertised with the campsite. It’s poorly maintained and on the verge of falling apart, the sweetness of rotting wood filling the air, but you couldn’t give a shit. That’s not why you’re here.

Reaching into your pocket, you pull out the nice, flat rock you’d picked up along the trail; perfect for skipping. You can feel Marco’s eyes on you as you step up to the rotten dock, take a stance, and toss.

It’s not a great attempt; it’s honestly been a few years, and you’ve done better. It has the intended effect though, each muted splash bringing with it a flood of colour, the vivid blue of an algal bloom.

You can hear the way Marco’s breath catches as he realises what he’s seeing.

"You brought me here… to see the algae." His voice is soft, as soft as the light in his eyes as he takes in the lake and the fading ripples of light that dance across its surface.

"It's not actually algae. Not… really. They're called dinoflagellates. They're something older, more prehistoric."

He's smiling, his eyes bright and glistening in the light of the crescent moon.

"You're a nerd, you know that?"

"You're one to talk."

Leaning down, you pick up another rock and skip it across the lake surface, watching the ripples as they form, blooms of bioluminescence that flicker in and out of existence almost as fast as they appear.

“It’s beautiful.” The words are a soft whisper, barely audible. His hand in yours squeezes once, twice, before he adjusts his grip, long fingers interlacing with yours.

You return the tightness of his grip. “As good as you’d hoped?”

"I…yeah." His voice cuts out, choked, and when you look over at him, the brightness in his eyes has spilled over, leaving damp tracks down his cheeks. You close the distance between you, reaching for him, and he falls into the contact with a shuddering breath, burying his face into the shoulder of your hoodie. "Fuck."

“Too cold for that.”

He snorts wetly, squeezing his arms around you tightly for a moment. He takes another shaky breath. "Shit. Fuck. You do something so- so- romantic, and here I am just- blubbering like an idiot."

"Want to talk about it?"

"S'not much to talk about. You're amazing. I'm lucky to have you." He takes another slow, shivering breath. "I love you."

Love. It sends a shiver down your spine every time he says it. It feels right, as it always does. You love him too. He knows that, now. In words, as well as actions.

Still, you say it again. "I love you, too. Dork."

He laughs again, his grip tightening once more, before his mouth finds your skin, weaving a burning trail up your throat until he can find your mouth.

The kiss is soft and slow, filled with a depth of emotion that steals your breath away. His hand is against your cheek, the warm pad of his thumb tracing your cheekbone, the faint scrape of his stubble against your chin. It’s perfect, like it always is.

His eyes are glistening when he pulls back. He takes a moment to look at you, his eyes soft and clear and so blue, even in the waning light.

You squeeze his hand gently. "Want to get in the water for a closer look?"

His lips quirk up at that. "You’re gonna teach me how to swim?"

"I think you can manage a doggy paddle. Besides, we'll be warmer in our fur."

Like the first rays of sunlight after a storm, his grin returns, bright and happy.

"Fuck yeah. Let’s do this."

–

(It turns out that some things, such as the doggy paddle, are innate, and it doesn’t take him long to catch on. It’s still fucking freezing though, and after about twenty minutes in the water, you come to the mutual decision to return to camp and start up the fire.

The promise of s’mores maybe sweetens the deal.)

–

The stars are out by the time you've made your way back, the Milky Way brightening the sky in a spray of stardust and light that competes with the radiance of the moon itself.

You're curled together in front of the fire, bundled in blankets - and who knew it would be so fucking cold? - when Marco breaks the comfortable silence that’s fallen between you.

"Thank you, for this. For - everything."

He’s not just talking about the trip, or the lake. When you look back at him, you find his gaze already on you, soft and vulnerable in a way that makes your heart shiver inside of your chest, chases the air from your lungs.

The connection you share… you’ve never felt anything like it before. You doubt you ever will again.

“Thank you for making the trip with me.”

As what is love, but experiences shared?

#blood moon if #ej writes blood moon #writing #look I love marco okay #mmmm #marco blood moon #okay. OKAY. #he needed to see some pretty algae-ish organisms #and I needed to think about their after #set after the final battle (tm) #i'm soft

[witchthewriter]

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨

⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

a/n: I’m now including Nero and Tara in my SoA preferences. Let me know if you want anyone else added xx p.s. it’s also really hard to sort them into Hogwarts Houses when they’re literally outlaws and would do anything for the club 

Warnings: mentions of death, guns, blood and swears

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ          

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿    

𝐉𝐚𝐱

🌿ENTP 🍁Gryffindor (in Season 7 you could say he’s a Slytherin) 📜Chaotic Good 🔮Leo Sun, Gemini Moon, Aries Rising  

・Jax would be best suited to someone who can handle the outlaw life. Someone who doesn’t care about breaking the law.

・What went wrong with Tara was that she couldn’t fully accept it (no judgement, as it’s very violent and different from the norm). She wanted Jax, and her sons, but they were too integrated in the club

・Jax’s perfect match is someone who is just as badass as he is; fierce, brave but also open-minded. That’s why air and fire signs are his best matches. 

・His feelings are a big part of Jax - he journals, and eventually writes down advice for Abel and Thomas. He would need someone who respects that side of him, who doesn’t see it as unmanly (it’s not unmanly anyway).

・Jax would love to stop and have deep, meaningful conversations with his s/o.

・ He’d also need a person who can look after his sons. Even though he’s one of the more progressive Sons, ultimately he wants a partner that can look after his sons.  

・The zodiac signs that would work best are: Aries, Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius, and Aquarius

・In MBTI terms: most compatible with IJ types- meaning INTJ, INFJ, ISTJ, and ISFJ

・The character tropes with his s/o would be:  

Enemies to Lovers

Sun (Jax) x Moon (You)

Insane Sexual Tension  

𝐎𝐩𝐢𝐞

🌿ISFP 🍁Hufflepuff 📜Chaotic Good 🔮Taurus Sun, Capricorn Moon, Libra Rising  

・Opie’s perfect match is someone who is loyal, humble and trustworthy. 

・Probably another Hufflepuff would be the best suited for him. And someone with a chaotic good alignment. 

・Although he’s dedicated to the club, he still has a moral compass and doesn’t want to go too far

・Opie is also set on making his family bigger, so a person who is family focused would be important

・ The zodiac signs that would work best are: Taurus, Cancer, Virgo, Scorpio, and Capricorn. Practical, reasonable, intuitive and hard-working. 

・In MBTI terms: most compatible with EJ types- meaning ENTJ, ENFJ, ESTJ, and ESFJ

・The character tropes with his s/o would be:  

Height Difference

Tough on the Outside, Soft on the Inside  x The Top  

Innocent x Protective (Feels A Moral Sense Of Obligation)  

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐬

🌿ESFJ 🍁Ravenclaw 📜Chaotic Neutral 🔮Capricorn Sun, Gemini Moon, Leo Rising  

・Chibs would be best suited to someone who is emotionally mature and independent. A person who can survive being days apart.

・Would work with someone who can be pragmatic but also imaginative. Probably another Ravenclaw or even a Slytherin. Chibs needs a person who is okay with doing what needs to be done for the cause/the club

・He’d love someone who is interested in Scottish/Celtic culture

・Although Chibs would love feeling wanted, he’d be so impressed by a s/o who can defend themselves. Someone badass, and intense

・The zodiac signs that would work best are: the other earth signs - Taurus, Virgo as well as the water signs - Cancer, Pisces, and/or Scorpio

・In MBTI terms: compatible with fellow SJ types - ISFJ, ESFJ, ENTP, INTP

・The character tropes with his s/o would be:  

You Confessed Your Love When Thinking He Was Unconscious

Tragic Past x Ray of Light  

The sarcastic duo that can finish each other's insults  

𝐓𝐢𝐠

🌿ESTP 🍁Gryffindor 📜Chaotic Neutral 🔮Gemini Sun, Scorpio Moon, Gemini Rising  

・Definitely best matched with someone who has a sense of humour and an open mind

・The person definitely needs to be chaotic neutral. I think he’d love it if his partner was even chaotic evil - he’d find that really sexy

・Tig loves being told what to do, and wouldn’t care if his s/o was domineering

・And would love being able to make his s/o laugh. That would be an important part of the relationship - the banter

・The zodiac signs that would work best are: Aries, Sagittarius, Aquarius, Leo, and Cancer. Fierce, adventurous, exciting and sensitive. 

・In MBTI terms, someone with: ISFJ, or ISTJ.

・The character tropes with his s/o would be:  

Teases Them (Tig) x About To End Them (You)

Isn't Scared of Anything (Tig) x Worries About Everything (You)

The idiot number 1 and idiot number 2 who are smarter individually but share 1 (one) brain cell when put together (can argue that Tig already has 1 braincell, but I think he’s smart at times...)

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲

🌿ISTJ 🍁Hufflepuff 📜Chaotic Neutral 🔮Scorpio Sun, Sagittarius Moon, Capricorn Rising  

・Happy’s perfect match would be someone who is family oriented. And not just in terms of the club. 

・He needs someone who will get along with his family, who will come to family dinners and prioritise family life over anything else

・I know it’s a bit of a paradox having Hufflepuff and chaotic neutral - however Happy is all about brotherhood, loyalty, laying down his life for his family. And he would do anything to keep his family/the club safe. He’s a soldier who will carry out his orders without question

・Would do well with someone who knows what they want and won’t be told what to do. 

・ The zodiac signs that would work best are: Taurus, Cancer, Capricorn, Pisces and Virgo. Loving, stubborn, stands up for what they believe in. 

・In MBTI terms, someone with: ENFP, ISTJ, or ESTJ

・The character tropes with his s/o would be:  

They probably hate me (You) x Deeply, passionately in love … is terrible at showing it (Happy)

Opposites Attract  

Plant Dies (You) x Buys Them A New One (Happy)

𝐉𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞

🌿INTP 🍁Gryffindor although that could be debated 📜Chaotic Good 🔮Pisces Sun, Libra Moon, Aquarius Rising  

・The best type of person for Juice is someone who is nurturing. Who makes him feel seen, heard and loved. 

・He’s probably the most sensitive out of the Sons, meaning he needs someone who is attentive. 

・You know those hidden things that people love? Having soft teddies, blankies, maybe collecting weird things - Juice would totally be okay with that. He’d even get into it too - but you’d have to be okay with how organised he is. His organisation could be seen as OCD 

・To create a great relationship with Juice you would need to be open, communicative and sensitive. If you’re judgemental then it wouldn’t work. But I think Juice would totally be okay with a bossy s/o

・ The zodiac signs that would work best are: Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio, Capricorn and/or Leo. Creative, sensual and enthusiastic. 

・In MBTI terms: ENTJ, or ESTJ

・The character tropes with his s/o would be:  

Always bringing them rocks they think they’d like (You) x Keeps the rocks (Juice)

The Gomez (Juice) and Morticia Addams (You)

Emotional Support Animal In Human Form  

𝐍𝐞𝐫𝐨

🌿INFJ 🍁Gryffindor 📜Chaotic Good 🔮Aries Sun, Gemini Moon, Taurus Rising  

・Nero’s best match would be someone who is intuitive, passionate, loving and intense. 

・He’s quite an independent person, someone who handles his sh*t, rather than being overwhelmed by it 

・Nero has a good heart, and doesn’t like brutality. He wants to give his son the best life he can. Like a parallel to Jax, except Nero is set on leaving the life of gangsters and clubs

・The zodiac signs that would work best are: Libra (sometimes, opposites attract), Sagittarius, and Leo (fellow fire signs will speak their same passionate language)

・In MBTI terms, someone with: EP types- meaning ENTP, ENFP, ESTP, and ESFP

・The character tropes with his s/o would be:  

Two damaged, vulnerable people swearing to protect each other no matter what

Confident & Flirty (Nero) x Screaming Internally (You)

Great At Driving, Could Be Considered A Professional (Nero) x Drives Like They Have Nine Lives (You)

𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚

🌿ISFJ 🍁Ravenclaw 📜Chaotic Good 🔮Virgo Sun, Sagittarius Moon, Cancer Rising  

・Someone who is stable and makes her feel safe 

・Tara needs to be respected and included

・She would have advanced so far in her career if she didn’t have to look after Abel, and then Thomas (again, no judgement). So having a s/o who supports her rather than having to do the majority of the supporting, would be a fresh and amazing feeling for Tara

・She would do well with a person who is committed to their work, who is grounded and down to earth

・Tara needs to feel like she belongs, and that the person she’s with is completely loyal to her. Cheating is a deal breaker. 

・She needs a person who wants a long-term relationship, rather than a fling

・Would need to be in a relationship with someone who is more open-minded than traditional. Although there’s nothing wrong with being a housewife (only if you want that!!!), but being forced into that role stopped her progression. 

・The zodiac signs that would work best are: most compatible with EP types- meaning INFJ, ENFP, ISTJ, and ESFP

・In MBTI terms, someone with: Scorpio, Capricorn, Taurus, or Cancer. Grounded, perceptive, balanced and/or sensitive. 

・The character tropes with her s/o would be:  

Are they friends? Are they lovers? Who cares they’re happy and adorable together

Aggressively Supportive Of Each Other

Looks Like A Softie, But Can Kill You (Tara) x Looks Like They Can Kill You, But Is A Major Sofite (You)

#sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy headcanon #sons of anarchy x reader #jax teller #jax teller headcanons #juice headcanons #happy headcanons #juice ortiz #juice ortiz headcanons #opie winston #opie winston headcanons #chibs telford #chibs x reader #chibs telford headcanons #soa #witch the writer preferences #preferences #happy lowman #happy lowman headcanons #tropes #mbti #zodiac #nero padilla #tara knowles #nero padilla headcanons #tara knowles headcanon

[idyllcy]

Hi! I'm quite new to your account but your writing is too good for me to not follow you!!!

Anyways I wanted to say that the way you write Tim is impeccable, love the characterization you have of him, so ofc I got obsessed with him even though im not a big Tim girlie (might as well become one) and I find it soo hard to find good Tim fics and was wondering if you got any recs? can be anything from tumblr or ao3

And if you don't do these types of things im sorry, don't bother answering at all! Hope you're having a good day anyways!

Yes yes yes!!! Ofc I have recs! (mostly ao3 fics because I don't think I have much saved from tumblr and also under the cut bc of length)

Pushing my mutual to the top because I love their works

city of stars - lovelyre

This is a small series with Tim Drake and reader and the tension the TENSION THE TENSION!!!!!! THE CONFESSION!!! IM !>#EJ@HE this series makes me ill in the best way

show me how you're proud, tell me how you reach the moon - lovelyre

not tim drake centric but they flirt a lil in it and it has the same idea of "reader is a fic writer" as saying we're just friends! This one's more batfam n I really liked it

Okay so stuff by moss (@/mangoisms here on tumblr)

I'll be the dangerous ledge, you be the parachute - soter

meet cute at the laundry and such a great fluff read. Not too much anxiety inducing happens and it's just so cute and everything

circle k (back to you) - soter

reader works at a gas station and red robin drops by which leads to a shit ton of other vigilantes dropping by too (I love this fic it's ongoing rn but I'm pretty sure it's decently finished or smth

ok now for the misc recs

I'm a (blood) sucker for you - palmyre

vampire tim drake. Im so ill over this fic. Tim fics that make me ill fr. Ok but it does have a blood tw bc Tim is kinda 😭 drinking your blood even tho he's like super sweet abt it

Body Language - anothertimdrakestan

this writes like nerd Tim so well. Tim literally analyzes reader's entire body language around him to deduce that they like him back

We're (not) just friends - by me hehe

and also final plug the Tim college au actually is a series on ao3 I just haven't figured out the best way to post a series on Tumblr lol

So I only have one fic on tumblr saved

Popsicle - batboys-and-other-messes

reader stares dead into Tim's eyes as they suck on a popsicle while the batfam watches in horror LMFAO this one has equal crack and sexual tension is was really funny

BUT!! glorified-red has Tim fics that I've read before which are good too!

#tim drake x reader #I hope you have fun reading bby!! Tim dragged me to stan him by the neck lol #☾.emyray #also tysm for the ask !! im soooo happy you like the way I write tim 🥹

[bigtittydemonwife]

❝The creepypastas with a s/o similair to horror movie slashers!❞

⤷ Part one: Micheal Myers

⤷ Includes: Jeff, Jane, Toby, EJ, LJ, Masky, Hoodie, Liu / Sully

⤷ a/n: this was so hard to write since Micheal is yknow....Micheal, so the reader isn't 100% like him, just similair

❝Jeff❞

⤷ At first he finds you annoying, but that's just cause you remind him of how immature he is

⤷ When you first meet he trys to stab you cause he's in a silly goofy mood and you just grab his hand and lift him in the air with ease before slamming him into the ground

⤷ He's kinda jealous of your strength at first so he decides to do as every annoying teen boy does when they have a crush and teases you

⤷ You mostly ignore him which pisses him off even more but then he finds your weakness - your mask

⤷ He steals it one day at ends it in EJs office explaining why his ribs are bruised and to Slenderman why his door is broken down

⤷ You two are errily similair but so different

⤷ He really enjoys going on missions with you seeing how ruthless you can be

⤷ He actually really likes spending time with you, he mostly fills the silence talking about random stuff but if you do talk he'll act shocked and be a dick but he really doesn't mind

❝Jane❞

⤷ She absolutely loves you

⤷ She had mixed feelings about you at first because she thought you'd be like Jeff but she was presently surprised

⤷ Shes the only person you really trust to not wear your mask around, she treats it like an honour, she's very respectful and will beat someone up if they steal your mask

⤷ She doesn't try and force you to talk like most people which you enjoy

⤷ She never pushes past your boundrys and respects it when you need alone time

⤷ She loves to cradle your face, she's one of the only people you'll let touch you

⤷ She understands you without you needing to talk, she can read your body language like a book and always acts like your personal translator

❝Toby❞

⤷ Actually really respectful, while he kinda annoyed you at first you started to find it charming after a while

⤷ He really likes your mask, and loves to do paper mache with you

⤷You 🤝 Toby

Loving Halloween

⤷ He's another great mission partner, while he can be aloof at times he's a great partner and works well with you

⤷ He loves how strong you are, please pick him up and throw him over your shoulder please

⤷ Toby and a partner taller than him >>>

⤷ He really likes your mask, so he never really sees it as a big deal that you wear it, he never trys to force you to speak or take it off

⤷ He actually doesn't notice when you take it off at first, he just walks in your room and talks to you like he always does like"Hey darling you'll never guess what happened! I was on a mission with Jeff and one of the victims was one of those tumblr girls and she sprayed windex in his - holy shit"

❝Eyeless Jack❞

⤷ Mask buddies!

⤷ You're a medical wonder to him, you've been shot six times, set on fire twice, stabbed five times and thrown off a building and you're standing there like it's nothing

⤷ How you're still alive is a mystery to him

⤷ You come home one night dripping blood onto the lino floor of the kitchen, bleeding from bullet and stab wounds pulling a drink out of the fridge and EJ just stares at you

⤷ He trys to convince you you need help with your injuries but you just shrug and go on with your day

⤷ He really likes your strength, since he has demon strength and you're the shape so your strength cancels the others out

⤷ You two on missions? Dream team, the shape and the demon anyone who you are after stand no chance of surviving

⤷ You don't ever have to take off your mask around him, he does not care what you look like (none of them do tbh but Jack really has no preference when it comes to looks)

❝Laughing Jack❞

⤷ Honestly you two are kinda great together

⤷ He's the sun you're the moon

⤷ He really likes your dynamic, you're so strong and quiet and he's strong and loud

⤷ Another person who does not care if you talk or not, I don't know if he can read your thoughts but you'd believe it if he could with how well he knows what you're thinking

⤷ Another Halloween enjoyer

⤷ You two both have the biggest sweet tooth, you both share and swap candy

⤷ At first he really didn't notice you're wearing a mask, he's not dumb just so many cps don't look human he can't tell sometimes

⤷ In fact he only figured it was a mask when you pulled the top half off to eat something and he had a mini stroke

⤷ His face was literally this

❝Masky❞

⤷ Twins frfr

⤷ A cold, strong killer who always wears a mask and has a sweet tooth?

⤷ When you two first meet, you tilt your head left, then he tilts his right, you tilt right, he tilts left, everyone watching has no idea what's happening but find it very entertaining

⤷ At first you two don't really talk to each other

⤷ One night you sneak into LJs room to steal some candy and you walk past Masky stealing food from the kitchen, you two stare at each other for moment, before you both walk separate ways

⤷ Jeff: What do you mean you two don't hangout?? You're exactly alike!

Masky and (y/n) *both eating Sweets while blanky staring at him*

⤷ Once again mission buddies, you two don't talk much but are another powerhouse,

⤷ After you lift a grown man up with one hand and pin him onto a wall with a knife he's glad he's wearing a mask cause you got him flustered

⤷ Yeah he loves your strength alot, he acts all high and mighty but he loves that you can put him in his place easily

❝Hoodie❞

⤷ Another twin

⤷ Except he sees the similarity right away

⤷ You both enjoy each other's company alot since you both don't force each other to talk

⤷ It's like parallel play, you both do your own thing in each other's company

⤷ You two both really like going on missions together, you can really trust each other to have each other's back

⤷ You both like to spar sometimes, he's not all that shocked by your strength but he really enjoys not having to hold back in a fight

⤷ Another person who doesn't care about your mask, if you don't mind his he doesn't mind yours

⤷ You both can understand each other perfectly without talking

❝Liu / Sully❞

⤷ Liu honestly doesn't know what to think about you at first

⤷ He changes his mind when you're both outside EJs office waiting for some help

⤷ It's silent as he trys to stitch up his wound by himself, before you silently walk over and stitch up his wound, hand him an apple and walk inside

⤷ He gets really excited when you don't wear your mask around him because it means you trust him

⤷ He likes to lie next to you to rest, no need for talking

⤷ He feels so close to you and your bond was built with no talking

⤷ Sully steals your mask sometimes to be an asshole but that's just cause he really enjoys it when you man handle him (not that he will ever admit)

⤷ Sully really likes to tease you despite your lack of reaction, he'll ask you a question and when you don't respond he'll be like "hmm what was that?" Then you tilt your head and walk away

⤷ Another one who likes to spar with you,

⤷ Don't think he'll stop messing with you on missions, you two would be unstoppable if he didn't let victims get away to see how you catch them

#cp #creepypasta #creepypasta imagines #cp imagines #jeff the killer #ticci toby #jane the killer #eyeless jack #laughing jack #Homcidial Liu #sully woods #Hoodie #Masky #imagines #x reader #slasher

[rosesradio]

fanfic ask game

i saw this ask game i wasn’t tagged in so let’s do it 🤠 & i’ll tag whoever wants to do it as well

1. how many works do you have on Ao3?

27 :-)

2. what's your total Ao3 word count?

466,409 (oh cool i’ll most likely hit 500k by the end of the year 💪)

3. what fandoms do you write for?

currently pjo & once in a blue moon hsmtmts, but i have written for like 10-12 different fandoms in my life

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

ceaseless eve 🌙 (a leo, nico, & piper quest + valdangelo)

camp triple pine 🌲 (a lawrusso summer camp au with fwb 👀)

talk to me, deep in the night (& i’d tell you something i never thought i’d admit) 🏕️ (a surprisingly non-smutty first caswen fic in which ricky talks with ej about how he works too hard, written in s3 era)

Cobra Kai/Karate Kid one shots 🥋 (fluff, humor, angst, smut…what it says on the tin 🤠)

he’s only here for one thing, but (so am i) 🔥 (valdangelo college au smut + camboy nico 👀)

(because i can’t tell a lie, i did skip over one or two stranger things fics on this list. i have complex feelings about them & keeping them up due to the controversy, but also abandoning them or deleting them…i’m sentimental, and i procrastinate lol. i’m glad a higher volume of people enjoyed them by nature of it being a more popular fandom, but i also feel like the kudos aren’t as genuine or earned as they are for my longfics in less popular fandoms for that reason. at least To Me. i hope that makes sense 🧍)

5. do you respond to comments?

i try to reply to every comment around the first week of posting something (because by then it’s an “old work” and it’s “weird” to comment on it, but that’s another post 😐). i still haven’t replied to the last of the ceaseless eve comments & i feel terrible, the sentimentality of it all overwhelms me but know i appreciate it 😭 i wish there was like a code word though that people could comment that lets you know if they want you to respond or not, because it’s hard to know if people want an author response or if it’ll scare them off yk

6. Which of your fics has the angstiest ending?

i don’t do a lot of angst, but when i do, i do (meaning i lay it on too melodramatically thick lmao) but i thought i’d give a list of some of my angstiest/darkest fics 🤠

the moonlace & the sunflower 🌻 (in which grover dies protecting a demigod, so the empathy link causes percy to pass away as well)

games long lost 🌳 (in which luke must drink annabeth’s blood for kronos’s reformation, it covers the dark lukabeth of it all & there’s some death)

the smallest casualty ♟️ (in which it’s slowly revealed over the course of a luke & annabeth chess game that the gods lost the war, and percy & friends have been subjected to dark magic experiments to make them compliant to luke’s fantasy)

rewired 🤖 (okay. i usually try to be humble or self deprecating or whatever but this 1400 word fic is an actual fucking masterpiece to me idc. it just came out of me and makes me physically nauseous to this day. showing this to my hypothetical therapist etc etc. oh wait what’s it about lmao—the concept of daniel rewiring his brain & morals to fit into silver’s desires. ft that sick sick silverusso dynamic)

7. Which of your fics has the happiest ending?

i have a variety of fluffy fics, but i’d have to say my happiest most sugar coated ending is—

who said anybody would? (a ej/gina/ricky road trip fic that literally ends with an ot3 picnic scene 😭 it’s just too much 🫶)

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i’ve gotten unwarranted criticism (i like to ask for constructive crit comments at the end if it’s like a longfic) that’s been surprisingly rude…i won’t say which fic but someone got so mad at one of my chapters they left a lengthy mocking crit comment and then stopped reading 😭 but that’s their prerogative, i hope they found something they enjoyed afterwards. other than that, surprisingly considering some of the controversial dark fics i’ve written…no sign of flames, so thanks! 😅

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i have four different smut fics (hopefully a fifth if i can ever finish it up)…i fear they’re repetitive but also not really, they cover different fandoms and explore different kinks. i’m not really sure what to say about them, hopefully people find them hot ! or whatever !

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i’m not a fan of crossovers currently, but my longest fic i wrote when i was 15 (it’s 97k i’m beating it someday 😭) was a crossover between sanders sides, voltron, miraculous ladybug, and gravity falls (doesn’t that feel like a kick in the gut lmao—did i mention i was 15? 😅)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of 👁️👁️

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

not that i know of 👁️👁️

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

i tried, myself and another author had a shared Google doc & everything…but we both just didn’t commit. i don’t think i’d work well with another writer…i don’t mind bouncing ideas around with a beta reader/editor (like @heavens-vault 🤠) but ultimately i’d prefer to write on my own

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

it changes—it’s currently valdangelo, but the ones I’ve written the most over the years are: prinxiety (😐), lawrusso, caswen, and valdangelo. i’m excited to explore a bunch of other ships as i continue writing as well

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oh gosh, i mean i hope i don’t have any like longfics in question…i hope i can finish + deliver on Ivory Rain, but i’m sure I’ll manage even if it takes a while. i haven’t really mentioned this a whole lot to “the public” but i have what i call a “scrap fic” i’m working on, with a bunch of like 800 word chapters i just kinda bounce around when i have time. the concept is really exciting but the execution still needs work, so i’m kinda seeing how that’s gonna play out, it might not be posted. i hope it will though !

16. What are your writing strengths?

i think i’m pretty good at characterization, good romantic moments with good buildup, and humor :-)

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

action scenes i hate you so much 😭 why do i insist on writing pjo fics when i can hardly write a fight scene

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i should do it more, i hate that i don’t, especially considering nico being Italian and leo’s native language being Spanish. but I’ve used & been disappointed by Google translate too many times…perhaps I’ll find another way to translate to include that for more character accuracy

19. First fandom you wrote for?

actually i think percy jackson, i’ve come full circle. the first fic i posted was sanders sides, but i remember when i was probably nine or so i wrote with pencil and paper and stapled a book together with a hand drawn cover 😭 it was about a son of Apollo, a satyr, and a daughter of Demeter on a quest…so really, richard took some creative liberties from my hand written fanfic i think 👀

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

like the ships, it changes—I love all my fics, it’s hard to explain how there’s little fractures of me at different points in my life at any given time in my works. no amount of over-explaining could make anyone understand how i express myself through my character’s emotions and desires and fears and journeys.

at the moment, my favorite fic is CE. it just got completed, myself and others are excited for the sequel. i think all my pjo works in particular are pretty good, and of course i tend to shy away from my older works because my writing…probably wasn’t as good. but that just means I’ve improved, so that’s good.

that’s all the questions, but this was fun ! :-)

#fanfic #ask game #rose’s asks #(of sorts) #pjo #hsmtmts #valdangelo #eh im not gonna tag all tha fandom stuff we’ll be here all day

[berrryqqq]

MAGNUM (profile)

MAGNUM is 4 members girl group under PNation. The group consists of : Eun, Yejin, Jia and Xiu. MAGNUM debuted on January 1st, 2023 with their mini album "Principium" and title track "Pink Venom". 

MAGNUM Fandom Name 

: AMI (Friend) 

MAGNUM Official Fan Colors 

MAGNUM Dorm Arrangement

Everyone has individual rooms 

                       MAGNUM Official Sites :

                    Twitter : @MAGNUM_official 

                  Instagram : @official.magnum 

                       YouTube : MAGNUM 

MAGNUM Members

EUN 

Stage Name: Eun 

Birth Name: Choi Eun Hyun

Position: Leader, Main Rapper, Sub-Vocalist, Main Dancer, Center, Visual and Maknae

Birthday: February 1st, 2006

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius 

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Dog 

Height: 180 cm (5'11)

Weight: 46 kg

Blood Type: A

MBTI : ISFP-T

Representative Emoticon : 🐨

Nationality: Korean-Australian 

                               EUN Facts

She is from Brisbane, Queensland, Australia.

Eun is an only child.

Training Period : 3 Months.

She's the tallest member.

She used to be a national basketball player.

Education :  Edge Hill State School, St Peters Lutheran College and she's currently studying in Dwight School Seoul.

Eun's favourite Color is Black and Blue.

Eun likes puppies/dogs and koala.

Her role model is Treasure.

Eun can play guitar and piano.

Eun has a dog named Marshall and a koala named Brizzy.

She can't eat spicy food.

She's allergic to seafood and pork.

She has great fashion sense.

Eun is a big fan of Treasure and her bias is Junkyu.

She's childhood friends with Kyungjun (TNX).

She's close to &Team's K, Nicholas, EJ and Taki.

Specialty: Song Writing, Choreographing and Producing.

– Hobbies: Playing with her pets, listening to music, and shopping.

– Charming Point: Face/ Expression and Height.

– Her nicknames are : HyunLeader, Dancing Machine, PNation ultimate weapon, ACE, Giant Maknae, CEOnim's Favourite, Fashionsta and I-ni (cause she's the only I in the group).

Motto : Live your life to the fullest.

                                         

YEJIN

Stage Name: Yejin

Birth Name: Baek Yejin

Position: Main Vocalist, Dancer.

Birthday: August 13th, 1997.

Zodiac Sign: Leo 

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Ox 

Height: 165 cm (5'5)

Weight: 48 kg

Blood Type: A

MBTI : ENFP

Representative Emoticon : 🦁

Nationality: Korean 

                              Yejin Facts

She was born in Seoul, South Korea.

Yejin has an older brother (Baek Myunghan of HIGH4)

Training Period : 3 Years.

She's the eldest in the group.

Education : SOPA.

Yejin's favourite Color is Pink

Yejin likes cats.

Her role model is PSY.

Yejin has a cat named furry.

She loves eating spicy food.

She's the official chef of the group alongside Jia.

Yejin is a fan of BTS and her bias is RM.

She's close to CLC Yeeun and BTS Jungkook.

She was classmate and desk mate of BTS Junkgkook.

Specialty: Vocals and using the eldest card.

—Hobbies: Working out and Sports.

– Charming Point: Face and eyes.

– Her nicknames are : ElderlyJin~, Mom of the group, TNX's Mom (she adopted TNX with Jia), Everyone's favourite Unnie/Noona.

Ideal type : Someone like RM of BTS.

       

                                    JIA

Stage Name: Jia

Birth Name: Moon Jia

Position: Main Vocalist, Dancer.

Birthday: October 24th, 1997

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio  

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Ox 

Height: 165 cm (5'5)

Weight: 47 kg

Blood Type: A

MBTI : ENFP

Representative Emoticon : 🐱

Nationality: Korean

                                   Jia Facts

She is from Seoul, South Korea.

Jia has an older brother (Taeil of NCT).

Training Period : 3Years and 5month.

Education : Hanlim Art School, Seoul.

Jia's favourite Color is Purple.

Jia likes coffee.

Her role model is her older brother Moon Taeil.

Jia can play piano.

Jia loves to cook.

She's the official chef of the group alongside Yejin.

She doesn't likes carrot and doesn't eats sushi.

She loves skiing.

Jia loves NCT and her bias is Yuta.

She's close to everyone in NCT127.

NCT Dream are her babies.

Specialty: Vocal and Cooking.

– Hobbies: Arguing (playfully) with her brother.

– Charming Point: Vocals and Face.

Her nicknames : JiaMooon~, Father of the group,PapaJi (TNX's father), MoonChef and Shining Moon. 

Ideal type : Someone kind and understanding like her brother.

     

                                        Xiu

Stage Name: Xiu 

Birth Name: Wang Chun Xiu

Position: Lead Vocalist, Lead Dancer and Face of the Group.

Birthday: June 9th, 1999.

Zodiac Sign: Gemini  

Chinese Zodiac Sign: Rabbit. 

Height: 167 cm (5'6)

Weight: 47 kg

Blood Type: A

MBTI : ENFP

Representative Emoticon : 🐰

Nationality: Taiwanese.

                               Xiu Facts

She was born in New Taipei City, Taiwan.

Xiu has a younger brother (Nicholas of &Team).

Training Period : 2 Years.

She used to play badminton.

Jia acted in minor roles in a couple of musicals back in Taiwan.

Education : Lilin Elementary School, Linkou Middle School, Linkou Highschool (transferred), and Juanjing Arts Highschool.

Xiu's favourite Color is Baby Pink.

While at Juanjing Arts Highschool she majored in dance.

Xiu can speak Mandarin, Korean and English (basic).

Her role model is Rose.

Eun can play guitar.

She loves eating cereals.

Xiu is a fan of NCT.

Xiu and her younger brother both loves NCT and their bias is Taeyong.

She's close to her brother's teammate K (&Team).

She's the adoptive mother of Taki (&Team).

– Hobbies: Dancing, Dancing with her brother and shopping.

– Charming Point: Face.

– Her nicknames are : XiuXiu, Wangja (her surname is Wang), Cereal Addict and Swan (Great Dancer).

Ideal type : Someone Kind and respectful.

#enhypen smau #enhypen imagines #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x idol reader #enhypen x oc #engene #magnum

[creepynoodleboys]

They reek of rot. But you. Your nothing but warmth. And it makes me sick.

Pairing: Eyeless Jack x Reader

Reader type: Gender neutral

Song: Nfwmb-Hozier

Warnings:Angst. Aggression. Semi descriptive murder.

An: First post. It's been a long time since I've been in the fandom so let me know how I did! It's short just to see if anyone likes my style of writing. Let me know what you think! I have a few more ideas for EJ centered around this specific song lol.

Your love.

My hands drip with it. Coating every inch of skin.

Your love.

I feel it. It's unlike anything I ever had before. It's like sunlight in the trees. The stars dancing for the moon.

You've given me all of you. Heart and soul bared open for me to see. You let me take my hands, scared and weathered. Coated in the blood of innocence and sin. You let me take my hands and hold your heart. Trusting me not to hurt it.

Somehow I think the trust was easy on your end. You never once thought I would hurt you.

If I believed in any God, just know, we both thought you foolish.

There were nights I could have taken your life. You trusted me enough to sleep next to you. Left in your most vulnerable state.

My fingers trace your features. Over your lips, the hollow of your throat. Back up and along your cheeks. Flushed with warmth.

Oh so very warm. It melts me. Makes me into a different man. The beast that curls within me rages against it. Beating against the caged walls I seel it in. Oh he hates you.

He hates you for making me who I am now.

Soft and reckless.

No longer concerned just for myself.

You make me into something I'm not.

I hurt those who hurt you. Drag them through the forest and sacrifice them like they once had done to me. Fresh and feasting.

Warmth.

But not your warmth.

Will you do to me what she once had done. I wonder?

You are in my lap. Head against my chest. How easy it would be to take my hand and take the breath from you. Large enough to wrap around your throat and then some. I could plunge this scalpel into your stomach.

Take that warmth and bring it out.

Instead I protect you. Give my body over to you. Arms around your shoulders. My lips pressed to the top of your head. Your scent fills my lungs. It covers every inch of this room.

It is unlike any other.

Sweet and melodic.

The others are harsh. Spice. Food. Rot.

She reeked of it.Rot. Covered in it. How was I able to trust her?

Maybe how I do you.

Naively. And again and again.

It sickens me. God it sickens me. I should have killed you when I had the chance had j known you would have made me so week.

Should have dragged you across the forest floor like so many others and strung you up to hang.

Why hadn't I?

You shift, stirred in your sleep. Your hand reaches up and grabs a fistful of my shirt. Your ear pressed over my heart. It beats still. But slowly. Or not at all. Still you find comfort in it.

That it's why.

It's why you are still alive.

They reeked of rot. But you. You were warmth. Reminding me of honey on warm bread. Of fresh oats and fruit.

It reminded me of being human.

And it made me sick.

#eyeless jack #eyeless jack x reader #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader

[scrollypoly]

The Wolf

This was a request from @crispycreep69. I love love love EJ a lot and love writing tense, charged scenes like this, so this was super fun. I hope you guys enjoy!

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The 1 minute headstart did nothing. At all.

Sure, all things considered, it gave you plenty of time to hightail it as far into the woods as possible. By the time you felt it was safe to stop you couldn’t even see the building. You slowed into a cautious jog, trying to keep your stamina for when you actually saw the threat. Above you crows cawed as clouds drifted over the moon, shrouding the forest into thick darkness. You had to slow even further, creeping between silhouetted trees and doing everything in your power to remain quiet. Your predator didn’t need the light as much as you did.

Suddenly all the crows overhead went silent. Your heart jumped in your throat and you dodged behind a tree, squatting low to the ground and wrapping yourself tight in your bright red jacket. Don’t move don’t move don’t move . . .

You slowly, barely peek around the tree, trying to find any shifting shadows to give him away. You know he’s there. The clouds thin out, just enough for a hint of light to fill your vision and you see it. That smudge of blue stalking through the underbrush. And now that you see him, you can hear all the clicks.

Jack’s head sweeps from side to side as he echolocates. The clicks seem to echo past the trees and you jolt back into your position, clamping a hand over your mouth to stifle your breathing. Your heart hammers frantically in your chest. Can he hear it? You need to move. There’s a snap and you peek around again to see that he’s gone. The hair on the back of your neck rises; your palms sweat. You need to move now.

Down to the edge of the perimeter and back. That's all you have to do, without getting caught. It’s at least a mile out, a dead sprint could get you there, but back? No, you need to save your energy and sprint back. You just need to get past Jack. Somehow.

You take another quick look around to make sure you don’t see him and slowly stand up. Now the approach. It would be reckless to just go out into the open. You look at the trees. Most of them are pines, but there is the occasional maple that branches out. Perfect for climbing. The red jacket comes off and wraps around the trunk, and you hoist yourself skyward. Your shoes scrabble for traction, but you manage to stay steady, soon reaching the branches strong enough to hold your weight and clambering to your knees. When you instinctively look down, Jack stands at the base of the tree. You sucked in a breath, that close huh? His mask seemed to twitch as he looked around. Sniffing, you think, and he gingerly lifts it and moves it to the side. Then he looks up directly at you. And smirks.

Well shit, you think, I’ve been had. It was a ruse the whole time. Of course, why would he-

The tree rocks, and you snap back into focus to see Jack digging his hand into the trunk, the wood splintering around his fingers. Your blood runs cold. His grin widens. 

“Run, little Red.”

You launch yourself forward and grab another branch, moving swiftly to another tree. Then another. And another. Just don’t look down. 

Somehow as you fly from tree to tree, a straight path emerges and you pick up the pace. Below you can hear him give chase, as he rakes his claws around trees and leaps over rocks and branches. But the trees are thinning out, and you won’t be able to go much further. With a final burst of speed, you leap from branch to earth just paces in front of him and quickly dart to the left. Unable to read your movement, he nearly slams into a trunk, snarling as he catches himself. You bob and weave around obstacles, desperate to lose him. And you see it!

Just ahead of you, a clearing, the air rippling with energy. The perimeter!

You leap for it, and the air surges around you as you pass through once, then twice as you re-enter, dashing towards another direction to circle around him. There's a blur of black and then-

SLAM! Something heavy barrels into you, knocking you down onto your side and pinning you in place. You thrash, striking your arm out and manage to catch him in the shoulder, just enough to knock him off balance. You roll out from under him, dead leaves itching under your jacket, before he snatches back at your foot. He drags you back down and you bite down a frantic shriek. Just let go! You kick and kick and finally your shoe falls off and you stagger back to your feet before fleeing again. Behind you he snarls.

It’s just a dead sprint now. Sweat rolls off your brow and your heart is pumping; you're practically dizzy with the scuffle earlier and you just so desperately want to end this. Too soon, you hear his pounding footsteps as he locks back onto your trail. You could bob and weave all you want, but you know he knows these woods like the back of his hand. Your only hope now is speed and luck. 

A branch juts out and catches your foot and you stumble, just enough for his claws to latch on your arm. You actually shriek this time and teeter to the right, automatically swinging yourself around with hopefully enough momentum to throw him off balance. You dance around him, twisting your arm underneath your jacket sleeve. Your jacket! Frantically you rip it off, his claws scratching down your arm, but your free, and you can see the house! So close!

Your mouth is dry, out of breath, and you barely make that last mad dash into the clearing and barrel right into Jeff. He yelps, both of you falling back as Ben laughs and stops the timer. “10 minutes and 33 seconds. That might be a record.”

Jack tumbles through the underbrush into the lawn with your red jacket in his grasp. He’s panting, face flushed a darker black to match your red cheeks. Jeff is rubbing the shoulder you ran into. “God dammit (y/n)!”

“Well,” you huff, barely able to speak, “why the fuck were you just standing there?”

“I was watching for you two!”

Jack hands you your jacket and pulls you to your feet. He clicks thoughtfully, and nods at you. “Good race.”

You stare dumbfounded at him, “Uhh, yeah. You too.”

#creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack #ben drowned #jeff the killer #I adapted this from a kinktober thing oop #I tried to keep all the sexy stuff out but idk if it reads like that so we'll see i guess lol

[agentsofsupernaturalmarvel]

Full Moon // HSMTMTS

IN WHICH: Reader moved from Beacon HIlls, California to Salt Lake City, Utah following the public described animal attacks. Struggling without your alpha your forced to restrain yourself in your basement, until your secret is revealed to two teens.

Characters: Reader x Ricky Bowen (Future relationship), platonic!reader x platonic!Big red, and Nini Salazar-Roberts (mentioned)

Words: 1.9k

Warnings: Swearing, violence, fluff, angst and mentions of death

A/N: This has been bugging me for weeks to do a crossover with High School Musical: The Musical: The Series and Teen Wolf. I thought I’d get it down to stop the aggravating urge to write it. This is post!season one where Ricky and Nini do not get together so there is a potention future for Ricky and Reader.

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Masterlist

Junior year honestly sucked for the teenager from the greater population the general area along with the school. You had moved to Utah from California in the middle of summer when life had calmed down in your hometown. During the crises you faced with your friends you had desired for normalcy, once achieving it, life was boring. You looked over your shoulder at everything, and it took ages to get close to someone, thanks to firstly Ms. Blake.

“Hey.” You glanced over your shoulder to see that your chemistry lab partner was standing behind you. You sent a smile to him with a gleam in your eye.

“Hey, Red.” You spoke closing your locker door to give Red your upmost attention focusing on his instead of the sounds that were louder than usual.

Red was the first person you made friends with when you moved and often you were the listening ear for the drama he was forced to endure. His best friend, someone you hadn’t fully met, had dragged him into the mess of what the fall musical had been. The mission didn’t end the way his best friend had wanted, but he made peace with his ex-girlfriend enough to be friends.

“I’m having a movie night with Ash, Ricky and some other kids. Do you want to come over?” Red asked with a hopeful smile. You fully shipped Red with his unofficial girlfriend Ashlyn since you first saw the pining looks.

“I’m not sure.” You half-smiled feeling bad at his falling expression, but what could you do? It was a full moon without the help of your friends. Without your alpha.

Taking it back the main reason it sucked having moved was that you had practically turned into an omega. Not really given that as a werefox your type was more prone to be a lone wolf for lack of a better description.

“Come on! You have to meet Ricky. You would get along so well.” Red pleaded as he bounced on the balls of his feet. You blinked at the excitement in his eyes given he had been unsuccessful in getting you to join them for a mass of reasons.

“It’s just not a good day-“

“One movie? I’ll buy you a smoothie every day for a week.”

Now had you been in the same vicinity of your pack you would have easily said no or been dragged away but not this time. Could be the full moon’s affecting you, but you quickly gave in to Red with little regret. Besides you were confident, you could control yourself with the possible chance of revealing that world.

The rest of the day passed moderately okay with little issues other than growling under your breath as EJ made a stupid comment about Big Red. It had gained you a look of confusion from the water polo player.

That confidence should have been the realization to not go and instead somehow chain yourself in your basement. Which you managed to do with a bunch of trouble, growls burst from your lips. Eyes a vibrant, glowing silver and sharp fangs barred you viciously pulled on your chains.

“Hi Mrs. Y/L/N!” The voice of Big Red spoke following the door to the house opening.

Mrs. Y/L/N had opened the door to see Big Red along with a taller boy with brown curls on his head. Her smile made its appearance as the sight of two teenagers she hoped was helping you transition.

“Red! How are you?”

“I’m okay. Ricky and I were worried about Y/N.” Red spoke, tapping his shoe on the ground in nervous energy, “She didn’t show up at movie night, I’ve called her with no response.”

“She’s downstairs. I’m on my way out at the moment but feel free to hang around.” Mrs. Y/LN spoke, sliding her spring jacket onto her shoulders while stepping into her black sneakers.

Meanwhile downstairs you panted as a leather cuff let out a concerning ripping noise that would have worried Scott and Stiles. The two boys that had called earlier in the day to check up on you despite the issues following the sacrifices they did.

“GO AWAY!” You snarled up the stairs as the basement door opened with a loud creak to your sensitive ears. Ears that had formed into cones with a pointed tip.

Ricky ran directly into his best friend’s back at sight in front of them, the new girl was chained to a wall in the corner was you. The new girl that Ricky had noticed from the moment he saw you talking with Big Red. The new girl that had silver eyes with specks of glowing green, fangs and cat ears. It was something Ricky only saw in films.

“Oh my god. What the hell?” Big Red spluttered flinching as you snarled louder at them, “Are you filming a video?”

“Leave! These are going to break, and I’m going to eat you!” You growled thrashing in the chains to get free. You could hear the blood in their fast-beating hearts, and it frustrated you. You wanted to feel their bones crush in your mouth, “I’m to break your bones with my teeth!”

Ricky and Big Red didn’t really believe it until the distinct snap of a chain made its self-known when you stumbled. The split leather still on your wrists but the chain was hanging off the beam. With fervour, you lunged for the redhead lab partner you had. It was Ricky that grasped your wrists to keep them firm, claws millimetres from his flesh.

“Calm down!” Ricky shouted, stumbling at the strength you displayed. You broke free, and fangs were inches from ripping his throat out when you released a gasp and fell into a slump.

Shaking in fear Big Red gasped dropping the aluminium bat he had found in a storage bin, both boys gulped.

 “What the fuck just happened.” Ricky breathed wiping the bead of blood from where Y/N’s forefinger’s claw had embedded itself. The red was indicating that whatever happening to the girl was real and very much, not in the movies.

“A werewolf?” Big Red emphasized staring at his new friend in shock and confusion, “Am I dreaming? Actually, did I kill her?”

Ricky shrugged bending down to inspect the unconscious girl frowning at the constant buzzing of the phone on the counter. Red recognized it as your phone, but the name was unfamiliar. Taking a change, Red answered the video call nervously.

“Oh, thank god! Thought you lost control and mauled some per -“ The mole speckled teen broke his words as he did not see you but a short redhaired boy. Stiles’ eyes flicked behind the redhead to see a much taller brunette wincing at a small wound on his wrist, “Oh god. SCOTT!”

“What?” A Hispanic teen showed up on the call to stutter as he noticed that Stiles was videoing people he didn’t know, “Hi, I’m Scott. This is Stiles.”

“Ricky and Big Red.” Ricky spoke frowning at the duo, “I’m guessing you know about Y/N’s state? That was real? She’s a werewolf?”

 Stiles pinched the bridge of his nose, “Are you hurt? Where is she?”

Without answering, Ricky tilted the phone to show that the teenage girl was resting unmoving on the ground. The significant rise and fall of her chest, soothing the worries of all the teens conscious.

“Okay. Hopefully, she has been out cold for a while.” Stiles muttered to himself. The duo broke into an explanation and answered the questions Ricky and Red had.

As the clock struck midnight, Ricky and Red had followed the directions Scott and Stiles had given them by chaining the girl back up. Chained tighter and each holding a weapon, they kept their eyes on the girl, tensing as she groaned in pain.

“W-what happened?” You slurred blinking your eyes open; first, you met the nervous gaze of Big Red before Ricky’s look of disbelief.

“Werewolf.” Red muttered, shaking his head, taking in the now human features you had, “Werewolves are real?”

 “Among other things.” You retorted sitting up to rub your head only feeling the moon’s pull a little versus earlier. Your eyes met the scared ones, “The supernatural exists and had you not found me…you wouldn’t know, and I wouldn’t have killed a lot of people. And I’m not a werewolf.”

“Then, what are you?” Ricky questioned this time lowering the bat into a non-threatening position because other than joining the fall musical last semester this is the weirdest shit he found himself in.

“I’m a bitten werefox.” You admitted shifting to sit crisscross on the ground in front of the couch. Each boy raised a simple eyebrow, “Okay, it all started the sophomore year with my best friends Stiles and Scott.”

One Year Ago

You hummed a tune running a hand along the spines of the books you had read; you had spent the last hour reorganizing them. You split them into firstly two main categories of what you had read and haven’t read just yet. Within those categories, you had decided to organize by series and author names. It brought a sense of euphoria to see the newly bookshelf set up and correctly done.

You turned on your heel to grab a clean pair of pyjamas, consisting of shorts and t-shirt to wear after a shower. It was getting late, and with school tomorrow it was a big day as one of your best friends Scott was adamant he would make first-line despite his severe asthma. That and you had a meeting with your history project partners to nail down ideas.

Your plan was disrupted when a knock on your door sounded and just by the kind and volume you knew immediately who it was. Opening the bedroom door, you saw that Stiles was standing there with a goofy smile as usual.

“Oh, god. What you want now.” You questioned just because that smile was usual the prerequisite before trouble.

“So, wanna go for a hike?” Stiles questioned, crossing his arms over his chest. Your eyebrows raised in response to his question.

“You wanna hike in the woods at ten o’clock at night? What’s the real reason.”

“My Dad is out, and we’re going to find a dead body!” Stiles exclaimed with a sizeable infectious grin that easily swayed you more than you liked to admit.

“Seriously? Why can’t you take Scott.”

“We are. Scott's in the jeep.” Stiles chuckled, shaking his head, “Do you really think I would leave him out of the fun?”

Of course, he thought dead body hunting was a fun hobby to do. 

That night changed everything. It set you on a path of violence just because Peter Hale decided to finally enact his revenge for the fire that placed him in the hospital unable to move but cognizant. He bit Scott and later just before Jackson and Stiles threw Molotov cocktails lighting him on fire, he kidnapped you and bit you at the Hale house.

In the present, you explained the months after Scott was bitten, including being hunted in the high school at night. Even up to a human-sized lizard killing under the orders of its master. Lastly, you described living through the hell of a Darach sacrificing people left, right and centre to defeat a murderous Alpha pack.

“Am I high?” Ricky questioned blinking at every word that fell out of the pretty girl’s lips, lips that had been barred revealing sharp fangs.

“You wish.” You snorted at the teenage boys, each sinking into the realization that what they had believed to be entertainment was very much real. Now they wondered if anyone they knew were part of that world, “You have to keep this quiet.”

Big Red and Ricky both nodded thus creating a trio similar to what it had been with Scott and Stiles. Hopefully with these two you wouldn’t have a similar history as you did with the supernatural in Beacon Hills.

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[ejunkiet]

say it again (marco, blood moon)

thank you @glassbearclock​ for enabling me. werewolf brain rot okay.

GO PLAY BLOOD MOON IF -> @barbwritesstuff (I don’t know your stance on fanfic, especially mildly suggestive fanfic, so feel free to ignore <3)

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blood moon if: marco/main character (gender neutral), mature themes?

also here is an ao3 link as HELLO there is a blood moon tag >:3

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"Can- can you say it again?"

Marco's cheeks are flushed, the heat of it spreading right down his chest in a blooming rose of colour. He's gorgeous like this, splayed out beneath you, his breathing shallow, eyes dark beneath the damp strands of his hair, and he's looking at you as if you hung the moon.

You have no idea what you just said. Your words have been a muttered litany for the last half hour as you map every inch of skin that has been revealed to you, tracing the outline of the roses that spill from his neck over his shoulder, creeping vines curling at the edge of his collar bone.

"Please."

Your teeth dig into your lip as you rock back on your heels, just a little, close enough that you can still feel the warmth of him, and backtrack the thought. You'd called him a work of art. You'd talked about how beautiful he is, not just his looks but his heart, and how lucky you are that you'd found him. That you'd found each other.

And then- hmm. 

Maybe.

Licking your lips, you hold his gaze. "You're being so good for me."

He shivers, pupils dilating as he shifts under you, just a little, enough that the air shifts, giving you the chance to catch a shift in his scent, and oh.

"Such a good boy."

"Fuck."

#blood moon if #ej writes blood moon #marco blood moon #marco my beloved #this is uh. yeah. #I was just very happy to find a blood moon tag on ao3 okay #I had a few more ideas kicking around...... #we shall see #werewolves okay

[evillesbianvillainarchive]

title: im bored and its currently 1.30 am

i saw some other comments on how much wider the lesbian representation is in cartoons for children compared to the gay one so for the sake of science and of being completely bored i actually tried to do a compendium of all the canon lesbians/bi women in western kids animation.

- Bubbline obviously is the first one that comes to your mind. Hinted at and CENSURED for YEARS, they finally had the kiss scene in the serie finale. If we really want to go wide, we can also count Achillea and Amazonia, the two lesbian ghost that appeared in morituri te salutamus (one of my persona favourite episodes) along with two gay ghost couples.

- Korrasami, the second big w/w couple you think of when thinking about lgbt characters in cartoons. The hold hands for three seconds at the very end of Legend of Korra. Kya and Kiyoshi, the other two wlw in the serie, are confirmed only in the comics.

- Ezor and Zethrid from Voltron, since this was obviously pronted by Voltron because its 1 am and i am tired and petty. They are evil, they die, they are confirmed as lesbians after their death and fit the “psycho lesbian” trope.

- EJ and Sue in Clarence, Jeff’s mothers.

- Katherine Kane in Batman: Bad Blood. Not sure this can count as kid animation tbh but let’s just put this here for the scene where Kate flirts with Renee Montoya

- Storks wich i have absolutely no idea what it is but apparently “near the end of the film, the storks deliver babies to straight, lesbian and gay couples, and single parents.”

- Scandal Savage and Knockout in Suicide Squad: Hell to Pay. Still I’m not sure this can be considered a kid cartoon but just because let’s leave them here (Scandal Savage is such a hot butch omg)

- Maggie Sawyer and Toby Raynes in Batman TAS who are seen near each others at the hospital and at a funeral. Never explicitly stated as lesbian in the serie.

- Marie Logan in Young Justice, Beast Boy’s dead mother. Also I’m pretty sure her death, aka the proof she’s either a lesbian or a bi woman, is in the comics and not even the animated serie.

- Plum in Bravest Warriors who is bi and kisses a girl only in the comics.

- Simone and Julie in Dofus. I haven’t seen it so I will refrain from comment.

- Luna Loud in The Loud House who is bi.

- Zarya and Kitty in Mysticons. Hinted and censored throught the serie.

- Then let’s go to Steven Universe wich representation is bad honestly bad oh so bad but let’s list them because: Pearl, a lesbian with an obsession for her former slavemaster, Rose Quartz, a manipulative bi woman who is actually a space fascist and that takes advantage of her personal servant who is in love with her, Lapis Peridot and Jasper I Guess??? It’s never actually confirmed that they are in love so much as Jasper and Lapis has been confirmed outside the serie by Rebecca that they are a metaphor for abusive relationships and Lapis/Peridot is a bad non canon fanfic of that one screenwriter whos name i forgot and Peridot and Lapis live together and Lapis is being creepy again and then she leaves for the moon. Then there’s Ruby and Sapphire wich is actually the only genuine good lgbt representation in steven universe they married and kissed on screen i am honestly mad such an iconic moment in kids animation is because of Steven Universe.

So at the end we have

4 characters who gets confirmed as couples only at the very end of their respective series and two of wich has been censured for years.

3 dead lesbians, two of wich were evil and non of which were confirmed in canon/in the serie

Another censored lesbian couple

4 characters from two animated movies that i can hardly call for children (they arent.)

A couple that is seen standing next to each others.

3 who are confirmed as wlw in the comics.

2 ghosts who appear in one episode.

And Steven Universe.

And people call this wide lesbian representation ..ok.

And just for the sake of science now let’s write all the gay characters appeared in kids animation.

Mitch from Paranorman: gets confirmed as gay on the last minute of movie so kinda shitty but it still counts. Gobber from HTTYD2: hinted since he said he never married because of “reasons”. Storks for the aforementioned reasons. Lexington in Gargoyles, censured gay. Mr Simmons in Hey Arnold, censured gay. Mark Jones from Braceface. Dean Toadblatt and Squidhat in the Grim Adventure of Bill and Mandy. Since i mentioned the two lesbian ghosts from adventure time there are other two couple of gay ghosts in the same episode morituri te salutamus. Blubs and Durland in Gravity Falls finale. Kevin in Clarence. Tom and Jacques in Total Drama. That shithole that is Shiro and Adam in Voltron. Howard and Harold McBride who are a married couple and fathers of the best friend of the protagonist. Ghost two dads in Summer Camp Island. Paul and Bayani in 16 hudson wich is actually a preschool show so how talking about kids, kudos. Bow’s two dads in She-Ra its not out yet but we know they are canon so.

[ask-marble-pasta-boys]

For all of the guys, or if you want you can choose someone you want to write about: if you could go back in time and say something to your younger self, what would you say?

Hoodie- “Don’t leave Tim’s side. You… You might regret it. He lied to you for a reason, please forgive him. He did it for a reason. Don’t trust Alex- Shit this is more then just one thing… Smile.”

Masky-  “You’ll get better. You will get a family who loves you, crazy I know but… You will find love and you will have friends. Just… don’t end it.”

Toby-  “No-not eve-everyone wi-will th-think you are a-a fr-freak kid! You wi-will le-leave this hell ho-hole one day.”

Ej- “You’ll get over the smell. Just puke it out for now. It gets… easier.”

BEN- “THE MOON CHILDREN ARE NOT IN THE RIGHT. TRUSTING THE FATHER WILL BE YOUR END”

Jeff- “The blood will stain your skin, and you will love it”

Bloody Painter- “Family… Will happen in an unlikely way… just paint and find your way”Homicidal Liu- “Perhaps… it may not be worth going after an insane man…”(If you’d like me to add more characters just say!)

Vnxoob-  “BRX VKRXOG KDYH QHYHU DJUHHG WR WKH ILOP FDOOHG PDUEOH KRUQHWV" (Hope this is what you wanted! Cool ask, thanks!)

#CreepyPasta #Marble Hornets #ask #Headcanons #Hoodie #Masky #Ticci Toby #Eyeless Jack #Ben Drowned #Jeff the Killer #Bloody Painter #Homicidal Liu #Skully

[charlijah]

Unleash the Beast: Epilogue

Elijah and Klaus hurry back to the compound to clean up and be reunited with EJ. During all this time Elijah is turning over in his mind how to explain things to his young son.

When the brothers walk into Elijah’s study to join the rest of the family EJ is the center of attention. Both men are all smiles as they regard the young man being fawned over by his mother and aunts.

“EJ, come here son,” Elijah quietly says. Hearing his dad’s voice EJ is in his arms half a moment later. “Are you ok, EJ? Did they hurt you?”

“They tried. I wouldn’t let them hurt me. It made them really mad,” the boy says with a laugh.

“Did you use magic to protect yourself?”

As the boy nods Klaus asks, “Is that what you did with Hope as well?”

“Yes sir. Those guys hurt Aunt Con. I wouldn’t let them hurt Hope.”

“You have my heartfelt thanks for that EJ.”

“So you know you’re a first born Mikaelson witch. Constance told us that. Your Aunt Freya and your cousin Hope are also firstborn witches of our family,” Elijah begins. “Has anyone told you anything else about your family?”

“They said you and Uncle Niklaus were bad men. I called them liars.”

Klaus and Elijah both smiled at that before Klaus spoke up, “EJ, I want to be honest with you. I was a very different person until a few years ago. I was mean and cruel. Now all I want is to protect you and Hope and give the two of you a better life than your parents and I have known.”

“What else did they say?”

“Stuff that didn’t make sense.”

“Well, let me try to explain.” Elijah takes a moment before he looks around the room with a smile and begins. “Our family is made up of several different groups of people. You will find as you grow up that the world is made up of very different groups. There are both good and bad people in each group. Generally, the bad ones get the most attention and cause groups to not like each other.”

He takes a moment to appreciate the people in the room and the smiles on their faces.

“Our family is very unusual in that we have so many groups represented. Your Uncle Niklaus and I do not have the same dad. That means that he is from two different groups because of his parents. Then when all of my brothers and sister and I had a spell put on us that changed us into a new group.

Humans, they have stories about supernatural groups of people that contain little to no fact and are meant to be entertainment.

Vampires.

The spell put on us made us the first vampires. We have to drink blood to survive but generally speaking we do not kill people for their blood.”

Klaus picked up the story at this point,

“Werewolves.

My actual father was a werewolf. True werewolves appear mainly human other than on the full moon. On those nights they transform into a type of wolf. Hope’s mom and Jackson are werewolves. Because of the spell put on us siblings, I am a hybrid. A mixture between a vampire and a werewolf.”

“Now, EJ, most humans do not know that these groups are real. People in individual groups don’t always like the other groups.”

“So what does that make Hope?”

“I guess you could say tribrid. She has both vampire and werewolf blood while also being a witch. Generally, you can’t be more than 1 group but our family tends to be the exception and not the rule.”

“Well I think it’s stupid to not like people just because they are different,” EJ announced.

Everyone laughed at his announcement.

“I always want to be honest with you EJ,” Elijah begins. He looks to Charlotte who nods knowing where he plans on going with this as they had discussed it previously. “There are people who are afraid of our family and there are people who hate us. And, honestly some of them for good reason. Unfortunately that may mean that people treat you unfairly because of your family name...”

“If they don’t like me because of my family then it’s their problem,” EJ quietly replies. Elijah hugs the little boy tightly.

“So much like his Father,” Klaus says with a laugh.

“There’s an old saying that ‘it takes a whole village to raise a child’. The Mikaelsons, including our extended family are certainly a small village on our own. Everyone in this room loves you son. They will all be here for you to love you and protect you.”

People are nodding in agreement all around the room.

“Anytime you have a question about something or you don’t understand something or need help, anyone of us will do what we can to help you.”

He pauses as he looks around the room.

“What Charlotte and I ask of all of you is simple. If he ever comes to you please be there for him. If he has questions about things you are unsure of how to answer him, please answer what you can but come to she or I for the other. There are some things that he will need to be older before we try to explain.

Now, EJ. In front of everyone I’m asking you, do you have any questions for any of us?”

So ends the epilogue. If there is an interest in exploring what his questions might be and how they will answer him I would be delighted to write such a story. In fact, if anyone has a question they would like EJ to ask his family, send the questions to me and I will include it.

Tag list: @rissyrapp20 @idkhaylijah @taylordrunkonwhiskey

#elijah mikaelson #charlijah #ej mikaelson #unleash the beast #charlotte mikaelson

[ejunkiet]

@barbwritesstuff​ i’ve been thinking about the algae comment since I finished marco’s route, and you can find them in california (or coastal UK, but I’m trying to avoid the flight route)

#blood moon if #blood moon marco #ej writes blood moon #honestly thank you for marco ;u; <3 #that ao3 tag needs filling okay #I went kayaking at midnight once in a lake filled with these #it was. amazing. #so i'm writing a short road trip. where they visit the same lakes. #also i'm the nerd okay #adgkll;f #never sure if I should tag you #but i'm being brave? #the banter made me laugh #<3 #wip wednesday #(or the closest i'm getting this week)

[ejunkiet]

i'm writing a love letter to bioluminescence (featuring werewolves) instead of sleeping. may have a few regrets tomorrow but that's tomorrow EJ's problem

#blood moon if #ej writes blood moon #so you don't have to travel far to find the bioluminescent algae #well - dinpflagellates really #dark water pretty lights #most romantic holiday i've been on was in california #we camped. we saw the perseides. we went kayaking in the bioluminescence #we're still friends even if it didn't work out #DINOFLAGELLATES GDI #the worst place to have a typo - mid tag 😭

[ejunkiet]

wip wednesday~

marco brain rot has been real. here is a snippet of a sequel to say it again / bioluminescence , as my theory about marco having a praise kink is still going strong >:3

blood moon if ( @barbwritesstuff): marco/mc. post-game, some spoilers!

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You’re doing so well, Marco

You don’t miss the hitch in his breath, or the way his eyes narrow at you, piercing blue over the heads of the rest of your pack. You don’t miss the subtle shift in his scent either, the tang of it sweet on the air, or the flush that rises to his cheeks as Addie snorts, throwing you both a knowing look.

There’s a thrill to it, working him up in a space like this. Knowing that he can’t act on it, can’t do anything but wait.

(There’s a lot of work left to do, he’s going to be waiting a while.)

You’ve never minded getting your hands dirty. Hell, after the mess of the last few months, the confrontation with Blackwell and its aftermath, it’s a relief to be free from the stench of undead blood. A little sweat and exertion is nothing.

Besides, it’s a good look on him. Marco has always been stronger than he looks, wiry muscle on a lean frame, but there’s no masking his strength now, the loose tank top he’s wearing leaving little to the imagination. You can see everything, the way his muscles flex as he moves, tight with the motion and the heat of late summer.

(The dark lines of the roses tattooed on his skin gleam under a sheen of sweat, and you can’t help but remember how you’d mapped the shape of them last night, with lips and teeth, the taste of his sweat sharp on your tongue.)

You swallow around the thought, flexing your grip on the sledgehammer in your hands. But your distraction doesn’t go unnoticed, and Marco pauses, his nostrils flaring as he breathes in, deep, before his blue eyes find yours again, and he gives you a sharp grin.

“Okay, that’s enough.” You blink as Addie pushes herself to her feet, her steely gaze stern over the thin wire frames of her glasses. “You’re both too distracted for this work. Out.”

“But-”

“No ‘buts’. If you two are going to keep making moon-eyes at each other, someone is gonna have an accident.” 

Marco winces, a flush rising up the pale skin of his neck, vivid under the fluorescent lights, and you want to taste it, feel the heat of it against your lips. 

You shake your head, banishing the thought as you raise your hands, palms out, in surrender. “I’m sorry, Addie. We’ll do better, I promise.”

She lets out a low huff, her eyes sharp and disapproving as she glances between the two of you. The flush spreads across Marco’s cheeks, until you think he’s gonna burn beneath it, but just before he cracks, she relents.

“Look. We can handle the rest.” She shakes her head as you open your mouth to speak, a wry smile tugging at her lips as she shuts you down. “You’ve both done good work, and you’ve earned a break. Now go.”

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tagging- you, reading this! also (no pressure!): @evilbunnyking @serenpedac @androleda @pinksparkl @romirola @dominimoonbeam @glassbearclock @slushrottweiler @lovelylonerliterature @k9rage

#blood moon if #bloodmoon if #look LOOK #werewolves #wip wednesday #ej writes werewoofs #i'm switching back to my original work #so a longer snippet as I have ZERO idea when this will be done #but I love marco okay #writing