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hxjikonn · 1 year

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Could I request Vil, Rook, Kalim, Idia and Jamil with an s/o that speaks their (the boys') native language when flirting?

A/n: This idea is rlly cute but a small warning y’all, I do not speak German, French, or Arabic😭💀 I’m gonna be using apps, websites, and google translate to help me so if you speak any of these languages feel free to correct me, that would be VERY MUCH APPRECIATED! Also I’m sorry I had to cut this to 4 characters only ;-; I’ll try to add Idia’s one in a separate post if I have time!

(@/l1ttleclouds helped a lot with the french, @/hivequeenb33 for the corrections in german and @/sugary-bluebell for the corrections in Arabic tysm🥹♥︎)

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Say that again…

☆Staring☆: Vil Schoenheit, Rook Hunt, Kalim Al Asim, and Jamil Viper

Synopsis: Their reaction to GN!Reader flirting using their native language.

Warnings/Heads up: I do not speak any of these languages and am using translators, it might be cringe cuz I’m using phrases off google💀😭

Vil Schoenheit

Vil was stressed about a photoshoot, usually he loves them, the flashes of cameras, praises from the photographers, people crowding around him to make sure everything is perfect, and the clothes. But as of now he’s frustrated because of Neige Leblanche stealing his spotlight, people praising him just sounded like noise in Vil’s ears.

You watched him fumble around his vanity mirror, fixing his hair, retouching his eye shadow, “Can you believe it potato? I was the only one who’s supposed to have a photoshoot today, then he came, ugh suddenly everyone’s attention was on him…” he said the tone of bitterness lingers in his voice.

“My attention isn’t” you pouted, walking up behind him. He expression softens, this only happens with you, he picks up another make up brush but you stopped it with your hand, slowly putting it down “Put it down…” you said “I’m not done potato I need to look-“ “Liebling, Du siehst umwerfend aus” you interrupted him and kissed his cheek

He froze, blinking a couple of times and snapping his fingers making sure he was awake… “What did you say?” He looked back at you, spinning his chair to see you better, you giggled “I said you looked stunning” you were about to walk away but then he grabbed your wrist and pulled you back “No that wasn’t what you said…” he replied “It was!” You defended “Yeah but not that way…” he stood up in front of you “Say that again…” he stared down at you softly…anticipation bubbling in him…

“Liebling…” you started, “Du siehst umwerfend aus” You finished pecking his lips right after earning a smirk from him. He completely forgot that he was mad at something… “see? you don’t even need the blush” you teased pointing out the fluttering pink painted on his cheeks….he chuckled “oh is that so? Well…I think you need a little color on your lips…” he cupped your face as he bent down slightly to kiss you. “Vil! You’re up!” the photographer called out, Making him pull away as he rolled his eyes “Ugh…wrong timing” he half yelled

You laughed softly, “Go…” you motioned him to leave you for now, he smiled “Alright, hold on, let me just reapply my lipstick” he called out, still looking at you, your lips now tinted with the lipstick he put on earlier…you placed a featherlight kiss on the back of his hand as a form of an unspoken ‘good luck’ and he replies with a smile squeezing your hand before he lets go and walks to the photoshoot while applying lipstick.

Needless to say he did very well even if there was a photo where he and Neige had to be in one shot, when he sees you watching in the background, remembering what you said to him, he doesn’t even care anymore. He has all your attention, and he knows it.

Rook Hunt

It was sunset, and you two were still practicing, you couldn’t let yourself give up without hitting that red dot in the middle of the target…he readjusts you posture again…lifting you arms slightly, as he looks forward to see if the angle is right, while his hands rested on your waist…

No wonder you couldn’t hit the damn target…Rook is a very distracting teacher…he noticed that since you lost your aim again…he adjusted it back, tilting the bow upward a little with one hand…while his other hand still rests on you waist. “Mon amour, Concentre-toi…..” he whispered slightly teasing you of course, he knows what he’s doing.

“J'aimerais bien, mais tu es trop distrayant” you whispered back firing the arrow, he was caught off guard, staring off into the distance in shock, as your arrow hits the target he snaps out of his trance. “YES!” you cheered “I DID IT!! SEE???” You pointed happily to the arrow that pierced through the red dot on the target, excitement coursing through your veins.

“Mon ange….” He called out to you while slowly walking towards you “Did you just speak french or was I just too hypnotized by your beauty that I started hearing things?” He asked, you giggle and cupped his face… “Oui, je parlais français..” And kissed his nose, he felt like he was shot by cupid once again, Rook Hunt, was love-struck…

“Oh mon Dieu! I think I fell in love with you all over again” he said to you while also cradling your face in his hands…you swore you almost saw hearts in his eyes, he pulled you close to him as he leaned in to kiss you “AGHHH CAN YOU TWO KISS LATER I’M HUNGRY!!! Y/N PROMISED ME TUNA WHEN THEY FINALLY HIT A BULLSEYE” Grim shouted…

You both broke into a fit of laughter, “Awww poor kitty” you went to Grim and teased him scratching behind his ears “Stopppp!! I’m a powerful mage you know???? I can set you on fire!!” He said while swaying his paws back and forth to shoo you away “Monsieur Fuzzball is hangry, we should get him his promised tuna” Rook said while picking up the arrows on the grass and putting it back in his arrow quiver.

“Yes! Yes you should do that right now! Then you two can kiss for the rest of the day and I wont bother you, sound good?” Grim negotiated “Yes that would be quite pleasant Monsieur Fuzzball” Rook laughed as he grabbed you hand “We’ll go get it right away, won’t we Mon amour?” Rook said to you, you knew he was a little upset that he didn’t get to kiss you so you chuckled and nodded “yes.”

“GREAT! Now stop making googooly eyes at each other and lets go!” Grim shouted as he ran, thrilled by the tuna he has yet to receive. You two laughed and followed behind him, hand in hand.

Kalim Al Asim

You are fighting for your life right now…Kalim clinging on to your waist stopping you from walking out of Scarabia’s doors as he weighs you down while you drag your and his weight attempting to leave.

“Kalim I have to go” you said clutching on to the door frame “Why??? Scarabia is much more comfy than Ramshackle just stay with me” he whines, “Grim’s gonna go hungry, can you live with yourself if my cat dies of hunger??” You guilt tripped him, hoping he’d let you go.

“I’LL ASK JAMIL TO BRING GRIM HERE JUST PLEASE DONT LEEEEAVVEEE” He practically yells as he begs for you to stay “I’ll come back to tomorrow…” you got tired and plopped on to the floor as he further tightens his hold on your waist, burying his face on your lap, “I’ll go a whole night without you here, if you can sleep knowing that than do I even matter to you??” He dramatically says, muffled because he still has his face on your lap.

You sighed and ran your fingers through his hair… “ ‎أَنتَ تَعني الكَثير لي حبيبي (You mean so much to me, my love)” you softly whispered to him, he looked up at you, letting go of your waist and sitting up right to meet your eyes. You were smiling at his expression.

A pigmented flustered hue shyly shows up on his cheeks and his eyes were filled with a whole rollercoaster of emotions, you let out a small laugh and a pecked his lips to bring him back from the love struck void he was falling into

“Kalim? You there?” You asked chuckling while cupping his face with both your hands, “Marry me.” He blurted out without warning, you stiffen for awhile not expecting that, but you saw his eyes twinkling and you burst out laughing earning a pout from him.

“I’m sorry you just looked so cute أميري (my prince) ” you apologized, he felt like melting, He crawled his way back into your arms, nuzzling into your neck, he could feels like his heart could beat out of his chest at this point. “Now you really cant leave…not after you said all that.” He protested.

You sighed in defeat, “Okay…Alright…I’ll stay…” you said, playing with his hair again “Forever?” He asked “For the night, Kalim, I can’t move out of Ramshackle” you laughed “I will marry you one day yknow?” He said, “I know” you answered kissing the crown of his head. “أحبكِ (ily)” he says to you, “أنا احبك (ilyt)” you say back to him.

Jamil Viper

It was a normal day for you two, well to be honest a “normal day” is rare in NRC, with Jamil having to deal with his responsibilities to Kalim, and you being Crowly’s erand runner, you two rarely have time to see or spend time with each other.

Right now though is different, for once you two had somewhat of a day off, Kalim went back to his hometown to attend an event for the royal family, and Crowly surprisingly didn’t have anything for you today. It was nice…you two sitting in a couch, your back against his back and he has an arm on you shoulder

Both of you are each reading a book right now, it’s quiet, not much words are exchanged but it’s fine you two liked the peaceful silence for once. You’ve just finished yours and you plopped it down your lap with a contented sigh. “You finished it?” He chimes, not looking away from his book, “Yup! All done, you?” You stared up at him “Just 4 more chapters” he said focusing on his book, you just hummed in reply, not wanting to disturb him further.

You shifted you position and laid your head on his chest and he lets you get comfortable again, his other hand tracing circles on your back as you played with the ornaments near the ends of his braids. Your gaze slowly found it’s way back up to his face again, though he feels your stare, he doesn’t really mind but the corners of his lips lift a little.

You admiring you boyfriend and suddenly remembered that one phrase you asked Kalim to translate for you ‎“أَنتَ وَسيمٌ جِدّا حبيبي (you’re so handsome my love)” you mumbled, you were just trying to remember what Kalim said the translation was so you weren’t aware of speaking it outloud.

It hasn’t really registered in his head yet either, so he continues to read his book, “شكرا لك حبي” (thank you, my dear)” he replied simply…you blinked and realized you said it outloud, but you’re happy he heard it so you hummed back happily snuggling into his warmth, but when he heard you hum he finally caught up with what you said earlier

He slowly puts his book down as your words sink into his brain, you looked up at him again questioningly this time “You’re done already? I thought you said there was 4 more cha-“ “Love what did you say just now?” He abruptly cuts you off putting a hand on your cheek looking down at you “I was asking if you were done with your book?” You said confused, “No no before that…” he anticipated your answer…

You made an ‘o’ shape with your mouth, you knew what he was talking about, you thought he fully heard you but his expression seem to say otherwise. You smiled up at him and kissed the palm of his hand that was cupping your cheek

“All I said was, ‎أَنتَ وَسيمٌ جِدّا حبيبي (you’re so handsome my love)” you repeated it to him “I thought you heard it cuz you said thank you after” you added giggling.

He huffed in amusement, “Well there goes my book…” he says while putting the book away “what do you mean? you can still read” you said to him, he smiled, pulling you closer to him with his other arm that rested on your waist “No I don’t think I can, you have all my attention now” he mumbled, a soft blush dusted his cheek, an effect from your compliment to him earlier “You’re blushing~” you teased poking his cheek, he chuckled and inched his face closer to you

“Yeah? You don’t say?” He asked sarcastically before kissing you breathless, once he pulled away you were the one blushing, he grins at the sight “there, now we’re even.” He teased as you hit his chest lightly and hide your face in the crook of his neck while he laughs at your expense, you two continued teasing each other for the rest of the day.

A/N: you know the drill: NOT PROOFREAD LMAO 💀 THANKS FOR YOUR PATIENCE ANON I KNOW THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG TO POST ;-;

Edit: WTH TYSM FOR 1K 🥹♥︎

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x mc #twisted wonderland reaction #rook hunt #rook hunt x reader #roon hunt x you #kalim al asim #kalim al asim x reader #kalim al asim x you #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #jamil viper x you #gn!reader #gn!mc #gender neutral reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x you

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margareturtle · 3 months

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An ongoing list of nicknames for Ash (mainly by Kit Herondale and Drusilla Blackthorn with some help from others)

- Princeling (duh-Dru)

- Faerie Draco Malfoy (Kit)

- Drarry’s lovechild (Dru *who’s been on 2014 tumblr*:you look just like your father but with you other father’s eyes🥹)

- Ashley (Ash: my name is not short for Ashley; Kit: 🤨 pretty sure it is but I can be flexible, do you prefer Ashlyn? Ashford?)

- Sharpay (Ashley —> Ashley Tisdale —> whenever Ash makes a mean/rude comment. —> Sharpay (kit))

- Morgensternchen (little morning star—Catarina or some german shadowhunter friend)

- Fair-y-child (hehe-Kit + Matthew Fairchild’s ghost)

- Clover Eyes (Kit: Ashley is looking at Druseph with the biggest hearteyes rn, doesn’t he see how obvious he’s being? Ty: well faeries are partial to clovers Kit: oh even better Clover Eyes just like his eye color!)

-Chinchilla Boi (started by Thais, eventually becomes Ash’s snapchat user— chinchillaboi99)

- Great Uncle Ash (Kit)

- Biscuit Jr (Magnus)

- Legolas (Kit/Simon — if Ash ever uses a bow and arrow and/or grows his hair out)

#now I’m thinking the fairchild’s must’ve had close ties with tbe fair folk at some point #ash morgenstern #ash fairchild #clary fairchild #kit herondale #dru blackthorn #thais pedroso #magnus bane #ty blackthorn #the wicked powers #the dark artifices #the shadowhunter chronicles #tsc #twp

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chxrrylime · 1 year

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i fucking love your blog sm man 😩🤌🏽 i’d found it when i was going through my stranger things simp phase but i just saw your recent ghost post and saw you’re asking for mw requests so could i request some power bottom male reader with a sub top konig? reader just going to town riding his dick and keeping könig bound to the bed frame so he can’t touch him? that’s really all i’m looking for pls 🥹🙏🏽 creative freedom to you otherwise and if you’re not feeling this i totally understand :)

Writing for König's a bit hard since he's not a full campaign character, but I think this came out good. The hood stays on during sex ♡

König x M!Reader ↪ 920 words — 18+ / SMUT.

Content tags — cis male power bottom reader, cis male service top König, reader knows just enough German to be a tease, bondage, minor stomach bulge, unsafe sex, three years of high school level German, established relationship, bondage, size kink, rope play, begging, and pet names.

You gasp, bracing your legs as König instinctively bucks his hips up, fucking up into you. One of your hands shoots behind you to grip his leg tight, the other rubbing at his bulging arm muscles straining against the ropes holding him in place.

“Still—” you hiss out, sinking down to take his whole length, bottom lip pulled between your teeth. As you move your hand to his throat, the words and movement effectively get him to freeze, though not without complaint.

“Bitte, mein hase–I—God, erlauben Sie mir—”

You huff a laugh, gently grinding back onto his pulsing cock, pushing his hood up just enough to get at his lips, kissing him deep and wet as he moans high and throaty.

“Words, König,” you murmur, lovingly kissing his face through the cloth, “sing for me.”

“I have,” he whines, rolling his head back against his shoulder, “nichtmuttersprachler…”

You grin, sucking dark hickeys into his strong shoulders causing him to whine out. You can feel how desperately his thigh muscles twitch, longing to move, to please you.

“Be my good boy, love, mein guter Junge—braver Junge. Ich kann es sprechen."

König groans at your words, a moan ripping from him as you start a slow and steady pace on his cock, feeling how he stretches you out—fills you up. You can’t help the little ‘ah, ah, ah’’s that poor from your lips, feeling his spongey cockhead pressing against your sweet spot.

Your cock kicks and dribbles precum, König whining at the site, veins bulging in his arms as he struggles again. His brain feels hazy, drunk from the feeling of being used like a toy—something to only pleasure yourself with. He wants to be good, wants to make you feel good. Anything you could want to make you feel good.

“Feel so full,” you hum, hips speeding up until you’re bouncing on him fast and hard, “so big, baby.”

He’s heard it so many times before in his life, but hearing it from you makes him gasp wetly, a strangled moan high and reedy escaping from him. You laugh, pulling his hood up again to nibble at his lips, and the pink tip of his tongue when it peeks out searching for permission.

“Are you close?” You smile against his lips, razor sharp. He shivers.

“Yes, yes, hase—bitte, please, please,” he begs, nails digging into his palms. You reach out to rub your hands over his bunched fists, soothing him from cutting into his own skin.

“Can feel it. Can feel you pulsing in me, love,” you whisper.

“Oh fuck—!” König cries out, eyes slamming shut.

“That’s it, mein Spielzeug. Go ‘head and move, make me feel good. Fill me up, you’ve been so patient.”

König growls. You can just see how his brow furrows under the hood as he braces his feet against the bed. There’s the slightest second of stillness. The calm before the storm, his heartbeat strong against your palm as you grope at his chest.

You lift onto your knees ever so slightly, moving up and off of him just for him to growl out a desperate, scratchy “no!”

You cry out as his hips launch up, sheathing his cock into you once again. There’s no pause, no adjustment period (though by God, are you stretched enough) as König fucked up into you like a crazed man, the both of your moans mixing together, almost drowned out by the wet slap of skin against skin—the squelch of your lube slick hole adjusting to his girth over and over.

He doesn’t falter in his movements, and you can feel that heavy weight in your tummy where he pounds into you. You know if you pressed down on the fat there you could feel his cock moving inside of you—pummeling your tight little hole.

And that’s exactly what you do.

Pushing down on your stomach you cry out as the head of his cock rubs past your fingertips through the layers of skin and fat and muscle. And König, fuck, König can feel it. Feel the faintest sensation of touch, of your fingers brushing over the bulge of his cock inside of you.

It has the both of you tumbling over the edge, König thrusting up so hard and holding there that he’s essentially supporting your entire weight on just his hips and lap alone. Your spend splatters across his torso, wet and hot as his own cum fills your hole, deep and heavy.

He all but collapses back onto the bed, taking you with him for the most part. When his cock slips out you nearly choke at the sudden feeling of emptiness and the hot mess of his cum leaking out of you.

“Hase…” König grumbles, voice gravelly.

“Yes, love?” You whisper back, your head resting on his pec turning to peer up at him.

He pauses for a long moment. You can see how the cloth shifts over his mouth. He frowns.

“Did I hurt you?” he asks, tone laced with worry. With regret. You chuckle and his eyes flutter shut in abject relief.

“You could never hurt me, braver Junge. My sweet darling,” you caress his cheek through the cloth and he nuzzles into it like a touch-starved feline, turning to press a kiss to your palm past the mask, “do you want to be untied?”

König shakes his head, his eyes remaining shut as his breathing finally returns to a steady, slow rattle.

“A little longer…” he quietly requests. You nod, settling against him.

#mw2 2022 #modern warfare #modern warefare 2 #konig x reader #smut #mine #konig x male reader

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hanabeeri · 2 months

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i am forcing myself to finish little women. because aaaah i'm so sad and not satisfied with the way things are ending.

jo is basically like alcott herself in many ways, alcott didn't want her to marry anyone initially, which is fine - but to marry her off to some old man that "tamed" her free spirit is so AAAAAAH frustrating!!! the same if teddy!!! he didn't want to fit into the world that was already set for him, he didn't want any of it and he was still paired up with the one sister that appreciated good manners and the old world more than anything; that quite literally tamed him, too.

burn me on a stake but i will die with the belief that jo and teddy should have been together. if not as a married couple than as lovers to defy societal standards of the times. and i know deep in my heart that they would have fit 😭 ms alcott once i'm dead i'm finding your soul and you will sit through days upon days of my crying because NOOOOOO!!!! if jo really HAD to marry someone it should have been the only man that didn't try to change her!

they deserved so much better. the relationships felt so unnatural and forced. i can get behind the marriage of meg and john, it's sweet and as traditional as it gets. but jo and teddy could have been the complete opposite. and the relationship between them was building up!!!! like you could tell he really liked her from an early point :(((

JO YOU DESERVED BETTER THAN SOME GERMAN OLD MAN 😭😭😭😭😭 she deserved a teddy that would have defied societal expectations and norms, a relationship between them may have been fiery and at times fierce but you can't seriously think that a boy who was set to reach his full potential in his studies to make jo love him, wouldn't have done more to keep the love going? it just doesn't make sense. and maybe, maybe i'm just a little bit misinterpreting and coping (i am ahahaha) but i truly do believe that she would have fallen in love with him for real :( if only he would have tried at a later time when he was more figured out. not tamed, not more mature or nursing. but independent, when he would have realized that he shouldn't have had to impress her in the first place, that she loves people for what they are not for what they try to be 😭

but i do understand that my thinking may be too progressed for the time alcott lived in. perhaps she was forced to alternate a lot of things. but it still doesn't do anything to console my heart :(

anyways. i'll finish the book today. and then i will need some good therapy.

update: therapy won't be enough. I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 why must books hurt me like this, everytime omg 🥹🥹

#sorry for rambling ahahaha #i'm not over the book #i'm really emotional sorry 🥹#experiencing my current feelings like i was there in the book

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abiiors · 11 months

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a ross blurb where they go get a new puppy 🥹

awwww that is so adorable 🥹 he is absolutely so attached to dogs and i thinks dogs love him back equally but he would be so hesitant about adopting one. he doesn't want to just get one and then keep it locked in an empty house so he's always denied himself it, being content with spoiling his friends' dogs instead (seriously tho, where is mayhem?). anyway now that you're in the picture, and you've been in the picture for a while, he feels comfortable knowing that the puppy won't be alone at home when he's gone so it's not very difficult to convince him about it. (you basically just bombard him with cute dog reels and tiktoks until he's actually weeping at a tiny tiny puppy and then you pounce on him with the "let's get one"). it starts off very slow; you're only going to research some shelters around you, that's it. but one night in bed while you're reading your book, you hear a quiet gasp that he cuts off quickly. suspiciously quickly. so you look at him and narrow your eyes but you don't even have to ask about it before he's shoving his phone in your face like "look, baby, isn't this place just perfect??!' (it is, and it's one you'd been looking at yourself but he doesn't need to know that) anyway, he's so excited and grinning that you instantly make plans to visit on the weekend. which you both literally wait for so so eagerly. again, on the day of, he has some doubts and worries. you can tell how much he wants a puppy but he's worried about not being able to give it proper love and care (he's an absolute sweetheart). so you go in. the shelter, predictably, smells like dogs and cats and other animals and both of you feel a bit like kids at christmas simply because you want to take all of them home so badly. there are some babies, some fully grown adult dogs. there are chihuahuas and pomeranians and golden retrievers. there's even a husky or two and german shepherd in a far corner. the volunteer asks you some questions like what kind of traits you're looking for and if you've had a dog before. all the while you walk around, scratching puppies behind their ears and giving their cold snoots lil boops. ross coos at each one, calls them a good boy/girl. until your eyes land on a specific puppy.

a rottweiler.

the volunteer tells you that she's not exactly a puppy, just a bit older but that they rescued her from a dog fighting situation and she's been with them since. she's too young to be a part of something like that to begin with but people aren't exactly known for their morals all the time. ross is a bit worried about her being aggressive but all of that evaporates as soon as he puts his hand inside her crate through the bars and she nuzzles it with her soft lil head 🥺. not just that, she looks at the two of you with, quite literally, the biggest puppy eyes you've ever seen. you frown. her little face is littered with small scars. her ears are clipped but then she woofs and it's the sweetest sound ever. both of you are instantly smitten and have your heart set on her. you and ross look at each other, wordlessly communicating how much you love her and she seems to sense it too because suddenly she yips and playfully nips at your fingers. gives you kisses all over your hands.

so there's no looking further anymore. you start the process, comply with all the checks and inspections before, by the end of the week, you have your precious lil baby in your arms <3

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(sorta basing this on a friend's dog, jenny, who was the sweetest girl ever🥹)

#✉️#ross macdonald #ross macdonald x reader #ross macdonald x you #♡: ross blurbs

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janaispunk · 2 months

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Hi howdy Jana! I’ve been meaning to message you and introduce myself but instead now seemed like the perfect time to just bring in some nice cleansing good vibes after that rancid ask you got 😤✨

So! I wanted to swing by with some sweet asks!! And if you don’t feel comfortable answering them then omg pls no worries and just ignore this 😭

🦋 what type of music do you listen to when you write? do you have any specific playlist for specific vibes for your fics?!

🦋 what is your go convince store snack grab! 🥨

🦋 do you have a favorite iconic funny YouTube video you love, if so what is it!?

🦋 and okay, the big final finale… 👀 what does your dream date look like with your favorite Pedro boy 👀

And for a little extra brightness, a sweet silly joke for you!

Want to hear a joke about construction?

-Sorry I’m still working on it 😉

AHHH okay sorry for just jumping in with such a chaotic message but I hope you have a fabulous rest of your day 💌💕

hi erika,

this is soooo nice and very much appreciated 🥹💕

• lately i’ve been listening to the interstellar soundtrack a lot while writing, it makes my brain go really fast haha. i do have a playlist for the dress series, but i can’t really listen to anything with lyrics while writing lol, they distract me

• i don’t know if this is a german thing and if you even have them in the us (i assume you’re american? 😅) but i’ve been OBSESSED with knoppers bars for the last month? it’s like a chocolate bar with hazelnuts, waffles and milk cream (worst description ever) and it’s really delicious

• the wired autocomplete interview with pedro and oscar 😭

• impossible question, it’d be a dream as soon as he showed up lmao. so the favorite pedro boy would probably be dave (please pretend to be surprised now) and i’d want to do something chill because i’m an anxious mess and that man is STRESSED. it would need to end with a movie night but none of us actually see the movie because i’m getting railed into the couch. …yeah

that joke has ellie quality pls 😭😭😭😭

thank you so much for this, you really brightened up my evening! 🫶🏻 i hope you have a great day yourself and OBVIOUSLY i need to know your answers please!!! <3

#sweet people in my inbox :)

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height-in-uppercase · 2 years

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𝘝𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘌 𝘏𝘖𝘗𝘗𝘌𝘙 𝘏𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘊𝘈𝘕𝘖𝘕𝘚

1. Upbringing/How He Was Raised

* He is a mama’s boy. Though both of his parents are present, he gets along more with his mom.

* He has three big dogs. A German Shepard (Leo), a Great Dane (Hades), and a Saint Bernard (Luke).

* Growing up, he was always told plenty of affirmations from his mom and dad that, no matter what, they love him & they’ll be there for him.

* They also told him that if anyone makes fun of his height then knock tf outta them (little did they know-)

* They have a rage room specifically built for, well…rage moments (and this isn’t exclusive for Vance, it’s for everyone😊)

* They have family dinners on the couch instead of the table.

* He hates summer (cause hair)

* He hates spring (cause allergies)

* He likes winter (cause Christmas vacations)

* That choker that he has? Christmas present from a fav relative (I personally say fav older cousin).

* When Vance started doing not-so-great in school, people started talking about it to his folks.

* And then when he would get into fights, people started talking about the whole family (I could go so much darker with this).

* Vance started to distance himself from his parents; not to the point where they don’t know where he is but to the point where Vance would look at them and nod.

2. His Academic Performance

* He’s more of a left brain than a right. He’s a huge nerd for shit that involves mechanics and engineering

* If you were to ask him what’s his favorite class, he would be smart and say “dismissal”🙄. But it’s genuinely P.E, and if you don’t count that as a class than he would say Science

* He’s caused accidents in the science labs.

* He used to be a “B” student. But then school became more difficult and his grades started dropping.

* The teachers noticed, some of them didn’t care. And very few tried to help him out.

* He has communication issues when it comes to “needing help”.

* Because of this, many teachers started giving up on him.

* He failed school, which made him feel like he’s a failure. And that, was the match that lit the fuse.

* When he got held back, he started loosing friends to where people would give him the stink eye and whisper about (obviously) him.

* One time someone tried to cut his hair

* Got to a point where he just said “screw school”, and stopped showing up (CUE PINBALL ADDICTION)

* Btw that boy that was next to Vance, yeah they’re not friends. Just regulars of Grab-n-Go. I personally feel like his name would be Langston.

* He would stay in the family rage room.

* His mom and dad would cry. Not in front of him though, because they didn’t want him to think that they didn’t love him anymore.

3. When He Was Kidnapped

* My theory: Vance got arrested one day. On the way to the station, a crash happens between the gr*bber’s van & the cop car which killed the two cops & knocked out Vance.

* When he first woke up, Vance was red hot.

* When he first saw The Gr*bber, he tried to fight him. The Gr*bber let it happen because he knew that boy was weak from the crash.

* He laughed when Vance hit his head on the door.

* Back at home his parents are hysterical.

* His dad actually frames the detectives saying that they “let this happen”

* His mom is throwing up in the bathroom toilet.

* When the detectives mention of Vance’s…”issues”, his mom tries to reason with them (cue TikTok that y’all blew tf up thank yew(and btw, I’m not sorry)🥹🙏).

* When the detectives asked if Vance had any friends, it broke his mom’s heart to say that he didn’t.

* When providing the background info, Sheryl (that’s her name don’t argue with me) could only think one thing.

* “Do you have his choker?” “What?” “His choker, his choker that he was given to on Christmas, his choker that he always wore! His choker that was green and had a-a-a-a little…thing, in the middle of it- oh what was that thing?!”

* Yeah..she went into a panic attack.

* When the Detective Wright tried to comfort and soothe her, she smacked him (and left a scratch mark).

* The dogs went into full on attack mode

* Meanwhile back at the basement, Vance is in and out from recovery.

* He’s crying a lot. Like, angry crying. BECAUSE WTF!!!

* He’s definitely tried the phone. And when The Gr*bber told him it doesn’t work, Vance said “it works fine as a weapon”.

* He was left alone after that.

* As the days went on, Vance’s mom went into a state of denial.

* She would have presents ready for him on Christmas and his birthday saying that he “went to go play is game” and that he’ll “be back soon”.

* She would even stay up late because “it’s a school night, he won’t be out long.”

* With Vance, he wouldn’t sleep. He was so filled with rage that he was full on psychotic and violent.

* On one of the days that the gr*bber picked up his food tray, Vance threw the plate at his face and tried to use the bottle as a shank.

* The Gr*bber closed the door and beat him bad for being a “naughty boy”(🤢🤮).

* After that beating Vance fell asleep, but The Gr*bber wasn’t done yet.

* As a way to “get on his good side”, the gr*bber would compliment Vance’s hair and eyes saying that they’re beautiful.

* The damage that Vance was talking about? Here’s what he did:

* Broke the window (not shatter, just broke)

* Caused a hole in the wall (given).

* Broke the toilet (as in took the lid and smashed it).

* Tore the mattress up with a hidden glass bottle shard.

* And ofc that was the last thing he ever did.

4. When He Died

* His.Mom.Lost.It

* Fvck the rage room, she tore up the whole house.

* She would take some of his baby photos and hold them close and sing them lullabies.

* She would sleep in his room.

* The dogs would wait by his door still

* One day, they got a random package on their doorstep.

* Vance’s dad brought it in and opened it to find Vance’s choker inside, all dirty and bloodied up.

* Cue scream of bloody murder (no pun intended) from the mother.

* The neighbors heard and when they went to see what was wrong, all they could do was stand still as they witnessed a grieving mother.

* When Vance’s body was recovered, one of the detectives updated Mr. & Mrs.Hopper.

* She went to the morgue and the first thing she did was hug him.

* She put the choker back around his neck and gave strict instructions to the person to “make sure he doesn’t loose it”.

* A miserably small funeral was held for Vance in the winter, near the time that they would have their family Christmas vacation.

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