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laurenairay · 1 year

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#2 with Josty please 💚

Thank you for requesting Josty for this one Demi!

“Hold my hand.” “What?”

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Being Tyson Jost’s best friend had its high moments and low moments. Growing up with him by your side had been an adventure in itself, experiencing the full ride he’d been on with hockey since he first started, and even though most people always gave you the side-eye when you said your best friend was a boy, you didn’t care. It was Tyson, your Tyson. Sure, he was incredibly attractive, and the sweetest guy you knew, but there was something to be said for having a friend who knew you inside out, better than you knew yourself, and Tyson was that friend. There was nothing you wouldn’t do for him, nothing he wouldn’t do for you, and you treasured that. Even if he ended up getting you into sticky situations sometimes.

Like this evening, for example – you’d flown out to Buffalo to visit him, for the first time since his trade, and he’d invited you out with the team to a bar after a game. Naturally, you’d wanted to spend as much time as possible with him, so you hadn’t hesitated to say yes, and after a couple of fun hours getting to know everyone on his new team, the two of you were waiting at the bar to order some new drinks.

“Shit.”

You frowned at Tyson’s curse, raising an eyebrow at him.

“What? What’s wrong?” you asked.

“Hold my hand,” he said quickly.

“What?”

“Hold my hand!” he repeated.

The urgency in his voice, desperation almost, had you taking his hand in yours without thinking. You froze slightly at how warm his hand was, even more so at how right it felt to have his fingers tangled with yours, but plastered a smile on your face as an armour of sorts ready for whatever the hell was about to happen.

“Josty!”

The high shrill squeal made you flinch, Tyson just squeezing your hand almost as if out of instinct.

“Sadie, hey,” he responded, the same fake smile on his face as was on yours.

The girl in front of the two of you was the epitome of every puck bunny you’d ever seen – flawlessly beautiful, petite, minimal clothing, perfect hair and make-up. Why was Tyson so nervous around her? What was it about this girl that made him want you to help shield him?

“It’s been so long! How are you?” she asked, smile wide on her face.

It didn’t surprise you that she completely ignored your presence, but that didn’t mean you could stop your hackles from rising. Rude.

“I’m good yeah, thanks. Just out for date night with my girlfriend,” Tyson said replied.

Your smile felt even faker as he lifted your joint hands up to be more visible, his last word flashing on repeat through your mind.

Girlfriend.

What the actual fuck Tyson?

“Oh. Hi. Didn’t see you there,” Sadie said dryly, pursing her lips.

Yeah, okay sure. But you just gripped Tyson’s hand to breaking point, ignoring his wince as you leant into his arm and rested your free hand on his bicep.

“Can’t say I’ve heard of you before, but nice to meet you,” you said simply.

If she could be a bitch, so could you. You fought the real smile tugging at your lips as Tyson coughed to cover his laugh, the girl in front of you just looking even more displeased.

“Well don’t let us keep you from catching up with your friends. Nice to bump into you,” Tyson said, smiling politely.

“You know where I am if you want to catch up alone,” she said, pointedly glancing at you.

The audacity.

Well, if you were actually dating Tyson that would be a big fuck no. But as it was, you just raised an eyebrow at her, watching as she walked away, waiting until she was far enough away to drop Tyson’s hand like it burned you.

“What the fuck?” you hissed, turning to glare at him.

“Yeah sorry about that,” he winced.

“Explanation?” you pushed, hand on hip, “I didn’t come out to spend time with you to be your scapegoat.”

“I might’ve hooked up with her once when I first moved here, and she isn’t taking the hint that I don’t want to hook up with her again?” he explained.

Of course.

“Did you actually say you only wanted a one night stand?” you asked dryly.

“I tried? I was probably too polite about it though, you know I struggle with being blunt,” he sighed.

Yeah that tracks. You huffed out a laugh, shaking your head fondly at him.

“You are a nightmare,” you mused.

“Not on purpose?” he offered, cracking a slight smile, “I am sorry about putting you in that position though.”

“Apology accepted, Tys. It’s not the worst situation you’ve gotten me in, eh? I’d rather me be the one that people thinks is rude than have nasty rumours spreading about you,” you shrugged, smiling back at him.

Any day of the week. That’s what best friends were for, right? The last thing you’d want was people spreading lies and giving him a bad reputation, even if he actually needed to learn to be a bit blunter sometimes. And it really wasn’t the worst thing you’d done to help him out.

“Still…maybe I could take you out to dinner to make up for it?” Tyson said hopefully.

The tone of his voice made a siren go off in your mind – what was he implying here? Was he…no, he wouldn’t, right? He couldn’t mean it in the way you were thinking?

“Dinner?” you asked lightly, testing the waters.

“Yeah, um, dinner,” he nodded, a little more hesitant now.

“Dinner or dinner?” you prompted.

Because you couldn’t be the one to make assumptions or take the lead here. This needed to be all Tyson. There was a line you just couldn’t cross without him wanting to wholeheartedly cross it too. He chewed his bottom lip briefly before taking a deep breath, sending nervous butterflies flitting about in your stomach. Was this actually happening?

“Dinner. Like, me and you, on a date, holding hands for real kind of dinner,” he blurted.

Oh fuck.

“Yes,” you murmured.

He laughed, sounding more relieved than anything else.

“Yes?” he asked, smiling that familiar wide smile.

“Yes,” you nodded, laughing a little incredulously, “Take me out to dinner, Tyson. Hold my hand for real.”

Tyson’s grin was so wide it looked like it hurt, but you didn’t care. Of all the things you expected from tonight, this was the last thing. Of all the things you expected from him asking you to hold his hand, you couldn’t have predicted this would spring from it. But you sure as hell weren’t complaining. This was Tyson, your Tyson.

“I…wow. I never thought I’d ever actually get the chance to ask you out. Not after all this time,” Tyson said, laughing softly at himself.

After all this time?

Well now you were intrigued.

“Maybe you should tell me all about it somewhere that isn’t in the middle of a bar,” you mused, “You have beer at your place, right?”

“Absolutely. Let’s go,” he nodded.

You just laughed as Tyson took your hand in his again, letting him lead you through the crowd and out the bar. There were many high moments and low moments of being Tyson Jost’s best friend…and you couldn’t wait to see how things compared as his girlfriend for real. Your mom was going to flip.

#my writing #birthday prompt list #tyson jost blurb #tyson jost imagine #tyson jost fanfic

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manderleyfire · 5 months

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hey, ali! i feel your pain about the tbosas adaptation! i cried so much during the movie but not because i felt emotional, seeing MY book comes alive on screen but because we were robbbbbbbbbbed and shot 😞😞😞😞😞😞 anyways, what's your opinion on the music tho? fav/least fav song? (my is the oldtherebefore and least fav the 0livia r0drigo's one)

hey, lollis!

‘robbed and shot’, exactly. i couldn’t have said it better myself because unfortunately, that’s spot on 🥲

I LOVED THE MUSIC! a dystopian reflection of our reality through intentional use of folk/bluegrass music is something that resonates strongly with me. i mean, they knew how to strike the right chord in the hearts of book readers for sure! *the only other thing i wish was different about the music it's the variety of tempo and rhythm because as much as i LOVED the unified sound of LG's songs, i would prefer each song to have its own individual tune and ~aura)

my absolute favourite adaptation that they did was 'nothing you can take from me' (boot-stompin’ version); i am utterly in awe of the powerful passionate energy that they gave to this song?? also i loveeed the similarity of rhythm and tone between 'nothing you can take from me' and a traditional american folk song 'man of constant sorrow', i kinda feel it was a deliberate parallel which worked just great. (also i’m glad they added maude ivory’s 'keep on the sunny side'!)

my least favourite is perhaps 'the ballad of lucy gray baird'?.. and though i did enjoy rachel’s rendition (she copies a young dolly parton in such a warm-hearted respectful manner!), and the respect for traditional appalachian music, she sang it in a cheerful 'to hell with you!' manner which is less intense and intimate that i remember it from the book to be? to quote tbosas here: 'the haunting melody set the tone, and her words did the rest as she began to sing in a voice husky from smoke and sadness' – the movie version really failed to capture both the haunting tune (their version doesn't really tell the story musically because of a major key) and the lucy gray's vulnerability here for me. in the book she did what carrie fisher told us all to do: 'take your broken heart and turn it into art' while in the movie she isn't even angry at billy taupe?? like his betrayal (and her place in the games) is not a big deal? she's openly rebellious and sassy with out of place 'i need no man' attitude and that simply didn't work for me personally.

it took some time for 'pure as the driven snow' to grow on me (i expected it to be more of a waltz-like, similar to maiah wynne's cover), but i'm coming around to it. yet… i wish it was STAGED differently??? they had to combine certain scenes and songs in the film but it was such a SURREAL idea to meld PATDS with 'sell you for a song' setting? and it took away so much from that moment of love and connection and unconditional acceptance, where lucy gray is finally ready to be emotionally unshielded in front of her lover (maybe for the first time ever)?? it was a PIVOTAL snowbaird moment but they needed to blend two songs together because obviously PATDS can't be love confession in form of a song because it should be taken as an ominous warning instead (duh!). 'bitch you better not turn out to be a bad guy even tho i knew you were a villain all along' :??? and it could've worked in its own angst-y way, if there had been any development in snowbaird love story?? but since movie!they are full on survival the whole time (there's no canonical teetering on the edge of an actual fondness/love and survival instinct), PATDS makes no sense at all. so… i extremely frustrated by the use of PATDS on screen but at the same time i love the sound of the full version on the soundtrack album.

annnd i'm actually IN PAIN because they had the audacity to leave so many songs out?? especially given their ties to the original trilogy?? 'deep in the meadow' aka rue's song???? 'the valley song' aka the one peeta mentioned seeing katniss sing at school when they were children???? the festive 'crawling to you' ('that thing i love with') likely performed at finnick’s wedding?? idk maybe it's a musical nerd who is speaking in me but i wish they could have included more of the book songs at least on the album, if not in the actual movie (even tho i'm still sure, it would've been possible to present the whole complexity of this book AND its poetic side too, if they decided to split the film in two).

[the score album wasn't much to talk about but 'snow lands on top' piece tho… vivid, striking, remarkable]

#wifeofthewolves #ask #my ramblings #dolly sorry it's a bit longer and more spiteful than i expected it to be #i have to agree with you 'the old therefore' is mesmerizing and breathtaking + rachel's vocals are phenomenal there #i'm not a fan of how aggressive her portrayal of lucy gray generally was #but that raw anger in 'the old therefore' felt so right it reminded me of eva noblezada's eurydice even #btw rachel's first line from 'the reaping song' sounds so similiar to samantha's eponine #actually first time i heard it i was so shocked i stopped the song to immediately rewind it back to the beginning lol #and i'm glad i listened to the album before i watched the movie #because welllllllll the music is better #i wish we could've replaced 'can't catch me now' with any canon song tho because i really don't care about miss rodrigo #also also the movie’s musical arrangement of the wordsworth song is kind of boring sorry #anywayssssss tell me more what do you think

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highpri3stess · 2 months

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Hello, I just read Monster, and I have to say. Whilst I don't usually read stuff like this bc I'm not a fan, you genuinely outdone yourself with it. Like I love how you portray the reader, she feels like a fully fleshed out character with depth, and I could fully empathise with her and understand why she did what she did. I also like how you portray abuse as it is. Making it clear that it isn't the victims fault. It NEVER is and just bc they didn't openly resist (due to fear or coercion, which I believe was what happened with the reader). This is just my subjective opinion, so please correct me if I'm wrong. Also I fucking hate mikey and izana. Like YH izana is a pos but MIKEY was the reason why this shit even started bc he and izana decided to slut shame reader and acted suprised when Emma rightfully calls them out. And then they have the audacity to balme the reader and then SA her. (Like sure she irgamsed but that was literally the body's response to stimuli. She did NOT enjoy that at all and then mikey thinking that shopping/food was gonna fix it and is like "why are you crying. You're still a virgin 🤓👆" made me wanna run him over. And then izana just being like "nobody's getting in between me and emma" forgetting that a) hr should have kept his fucking mouth shut. Lil bro beefing with a random girl who did nothing to him (fucking manlet) and b) Emma has her own life to live. Like icl it lowkey feels out of touch (or iazna expecting that she'd stay the same but I could be wrong) and that she's a grown ass adult. Ofc she's gonna get a man (draken) and friends (reader) she isn't gonna stick by his side forever but that doesn't mean she isn't his sister and that she loves him (that's going out the window when she catches both him and mikey in 4K terrorising reader)

Long story short. This is fucking amazing. You're amazing and the anons who are hating on you don't deserve even the scum of your shoe.

Also Praying on the sano's downfall. Want reader to go apeshit, pull a moon dong eun (the glory) and document EVERYTHING. expose them and the university and get that bitch shut down, everyone loses their scholarships (emma does too unfortunately which ends the friendship), sano name descacged to the pont of shinichiro, mokey and izana and she takes everyone down with her. The reason why I'm suggesting this is bc I'm imaging that reader slowly grows resentful of emma bc of the SHEER amount of trauma she experiences (all bc she dared be friends with her and they saw it fit to make her life hell) enough that she doesn't care what happens to her by the time she exposes them (OR alternatively. It can go the op with reader completely omitting emma from her exposes bc she did nothing wrong. She stood up for reader and was there during her lowest times. So why would she wanna ruin that for her. And I can see a moral dilema coming on, expose them and the university and cause a scandal, possibling getting it shut down, ruining Emma's career and future by assosiation. OR does she keep quiet, try to figure another or just take it to not ruin emmas nut she's just suffering).

Soo I hopes you accepted my word vomit. Thank you. Sorry if I was rude or intruding on your story if you already had it planned out. I'm just sharing my theories and what my happen.

As always, if im wrong, please don't hesitate to correct me. Thank you.

Oh thank you so much! And no, you're not intruding at all! Your analysis on the two chapters is very spot on and correct! You really took your time to read it and I'm very grateful for it!

I'm thinking a lot about how emma and y/n's relationship will evolve. I wish I could have expanded more on it but time is not on my side necessarily. I will try to do so if I can.

I wish we could get a satisfactory ending where everyone is exposed and there is a scandal (they aren't on scholarship but the school wouldn't want anyone to taint their image.) Unfortunately, it's never always like that in real life and I'm gunning for a more realistic ending.

(Oh I loved the Glory a lot too! I'm totally going to watch it)

#monsters ♡#anons ♡

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tojikai · 10 months

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Here’s my genuine reaction after finishing your masterpiece ‘SUNDERED’:

HELLO! I hope all is well! I am applauding you. Your story is truly gut stabbing, heart wrenching, shoulder slumping, weak in the knees painful…Like I felt all of the emotions. Grief is the highest on the list. Anger is second. The way how you had my stomach twisting and turning as Gojo refused to really hear Reader and her concerns. 😮‍💨 Then the baby… is this betrayal, I feel? 🧎🏾‍♀️ Like I’m a firm believer in “fuck i look like crying over some man that don’t want me when i could be mouth harassing a hamburger? THE FUCK?” (vine reference-) because ain’t no way I’mma let some dude get me out of my character for too long but the baby… THE BABY??? THE BABY NOT WANTING MOMMY? CALLING SOMEBODY ELSE MAMA?? LORDT HAVE MERCY I WOULD’VE CRIED ON THE SPOT. My baby would’ve had to leave that instant cause huh??? That hurt so much. 😭

Anywho, I cannot wait for part two!! I need Reader to grow from this and realize that he ain’t the one or two and that she can do so much better than him. I also want Reader to realize that it’s going to be okay. Tough time never lasts, only tough people.

This is to Gojo of SUNDERED, you bitter loser ass bitch, if i catch you out on the streets… prepare to fight to the death!!!

PROOF OF ME AND MY MUSCLES THAT ARE GOING TO TAKE GOJO OUTTA THIS WORLD:

CAUSE NO LIKE WHAT DOES HE EVEN GAIN OUT OF HURTING READER LIKE THAT? 😭 HE GOT ME SICK TO MY STOMACH AND THEN THE AUDACITY TO BE CONCERNED AFTER WHAT’S BEEN SAID AND DONE… AAAAAHHHHHHH 😤🫵 I’m coming at him with lemon juice and razor blades.

thank you for sharing that story with us !!! <333

plssss this is so serious and funny at the same time😭i like that tough time quote tho, i needed that 🥺💕 and yeppp, it's one on top of the other pain for yn :")) she got some rules to clarify to satoru and his gf. even if she's in love w him, she needs to get up fr. we'll see in next pt tho ;> im really glad u enjoyed, thank u smmm<33

#🍭—kaitalks #f: sundered

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qprstobin · 11 months

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I get what u mean. I certainly enjoy fics where Eddie is Steve’s queer awakening, and I get the urge to go that way because it breaks canon for Steve to like Eddie, so people may be trying to stick with the canon presentation of Steve (ignoring Eddie’s death lol), but it is such a difficult thing to write. Stories like that are less believable simply bc queer realizations are usually HARD and take time to come to terms with, and for the sake of fanfic it’s a speedrun most of the time. Plus there’s so much material from Steve’s interactions with Tommy and even Billy to use as a foundation for Steve having already been aware of his queerness. That being said I love all the steddie crumbs i can get hahahaha

I mean I don't think it breaks canon for Steve to like Eddie but I also have like this whole thing about Steve having two main types of people he likes and how Eddie falls into the second type (that is not the 'he looks like boy Nancy" thing) so that's a like different post lmaooo.

But yeah that's a very good point, I think people just want it over quickly and sometimes that can be fun! (I have a joke idea that I keep claiming I'll write that involves Steve having his gay awakening at a gay bar with Robin and Eddie and immediately switching into slut mode while the other two look on in jealousy and disbelief because despite being comfortable in their sexuality they have never quite had the audacity to go full in like that and Steve is here on DAY ONE getting massive tail, but it's also obviously a humor story). I think the timing thing may be a big part of it for me actually the more I think of it!!

Because so many of these fics that have Eddie as the catalyst often have him be COMPLETELY oblivious that his attraction to men is just that, attraction or that that's abnormal to be attracted to men (so many fics earnestly have Steve being like "I thought everyone liked both that's not gay" like it was funny at first but now I'm starting to 🤨) or have him like never having been attracted to men before and the Eddie crush blindside's him hardcore.

Like, it's weird to me that people don't have him struggle with actual denial more? I would think Steve, given the time period and setting and just his personality and struggles with image it's very likely Steve has been purposefully repressing his feelings for guys for a while now. I think if Eddie is a catalyst it's a catalyst for acceptance not of realization. Acceptance that yeah this is an actual thing that Steve not only wants but is ALLOWED to want. The fics I've enjoyed where Eddie is his "realization" were often like that, where it's been this thing that's been there in the back of his mind and he's just at the point where he can't deny it anymore.

Like you said, there's so much fodder for Steve to have a queer awakening throughout the show from his weird relationship with Tommy (though that is a situation where I think he would only be willing to see it as queer after the fact/after S1), the weird tension he gets with Jonathan, the fucking shower scene with Billy and Tommy, or even the hilarious hcs people have about the jazzercise instructor in s3. There's plenty of fodder! And i also just think, as a bi person who was in denial about it for several teenage years, that there's also always going to be SO MUCH that you deliberately ignored as a kid growing up that was a big blinking sign that says THIS BITCH QUEER.

That's why when you speed run without any prior thought or attraction from Steve, it does just really feel like it's all about Eddie and not Steve. 😭

#asks #notasmoothman #steve harrington #steddie #steve #fandom wank #also like i dont want steddie crumbs this fandom is huge we have enough crumbs and chunks imo #i want some DIVERSITY give me fun new ways for steve to find out hes queer #dirty magazines weird teacher crushes some twink coming into family video hooking up with a football player at hs party #make it spicy what if steve had a crush on like jeff or Freak or st back in high school bc he thought eddie at the time was too loud

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yanderemommabean · 2 years

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w the cupid stuff, all I can think of is ezrol and the cupids meeting by accident. or maybe like one of the black cupids was pissed off at ezrol for whatever reason and was like "yknow what? fuck you" and stabbed himself with his own arrow to make himself mad in love for ezrols darling.... jealousy ensues....

“You think you’re so much better than us, don’t you?” The winged creature sneers as Ezrol scowls. “I haven’t been proven wrong, have I? In my eyes you’re nothing more than a nuisance, shooting at those who don’t deserve love for the sake of your boredom and entertainment”.

A snarl escapes the creature, his fingers clutching one of his arrows as he stares daggers at the demon king. “It’s a shame you see love that way. I feel it was a waste to use our arrows on your father. Your poor mother would’ve been better off with the likes of an imp!”.

The air around them grows sour, Ezrol curling his claws as he breathes heavily through his nose. “You keep her likeness out of your mouth. My mother is more than some doll you play with, and you’ll show her and my late father respect”.

The cupid narrows his eyes, gritting his teeth “To think you’re related to that of royalty. Your brother understands our job and how to love perfectly, yet you sit here and wallow in self pity and hate for the three worlds, as if waiting to be put out of your misery”. He slides the arrow back into its holder, arms coming to cross over his chest. “I don’t think even my most potent arrows could make your heart feel for another. You’re too selfish and closed off to any sort of affection, it’s a miracle that human managed to become your acquaintance!’.

Ezrol snapped his teeth at the creature, eyes burning orange as he towered over his frame “Keep them out of this! They’re not to be spoken of by the likes of whore and degenerate makers like you!”.

“Whore and-” he was baffled, about to go off again, when he realized why the new king was so protective. He grins, wickedly, seeing through the disguise. “Well, I’ll be a son of a bitch. You’re in love with them, aren’t you?”.

The shock in the demon's eyes is priceless, and he can’t help the cackle that erupts from him as he makes the king go dead silent. “Haha! You are! Oh this is delicious! A high and mighty demon too good for anyone, suddenly in love?! A demon who’s job is to destroy anything a human brings near, wanting to protect and care for them?”

“Shut up. You know nothing about this! About my duties or my plans for them!” he yells again, but the venom is missed by how hysterical the cupid found the entire fiasco. “Oh, you’re wrong on that one, dear king” he said with a sigh, coming down from his laughing high. He picks up the arrow again, glaring at the demon as he continues to load it into his bow.

“You see, I'm a creature of many talents. I know more than I let on, and I’ve seen this tale a time or two. It’s in your nature to destroy and take, not to build and give” he bitterly stated, tugging the bow back as he aimed for the nearby wall. “You’ll ruin that human like you ruin everything else. Corrupt them and hurt them until they resemble another wasted husk of a being. I simply cannot allow that to happen”.

Ezrol lurches forward, eyes wide in horror “What are you doing? What nonsense is this?! Drop that bow at once!” he demanded, but neglected to step any closer, not wanting to be pierced himself.

“Oh you’ll find out. See, that little human you adore has been on my mind as of late too. More than a simple crush might I add. They have so much power and love, and only wants to brighten the world. They even want to show beasts like you and I a kind heart and a good time”

“Quit stalling, what are your plans?! You think you can just make them fall for some other human, in my own court?!” he bellows, furious at the audacity the cupid had. To think he would allow that in any sense, what an imbecile! He’ll happily rip apart his wings feather by ugly feather!

“No. I think I’ve had enough of you meddling in my affairs for them. I think I’ve earned my reward for sticking beside them so long, especially with the likes of you”. His fingers release the bow string, and the arrow ricochets off of the wall behind Ezrol, bouncing back to strike the cupid directly in the ribs, with an echoing cry of pain.

“What..What have you done?” Ezrol asked while his claws flexed, watching as the creature laughed and writhed, his wings turning black. A blooming black ink seeped into the creature's once red wings, some feathers falling to the floor as he came to his knees and hugged the wound on his chest.

The corrupted creature just laughed, hugging his bleeding ribs more as he watched the mortified demon king. “It’s my turn! It’s my turn to take away something from you! You’ll just waste it and turn them into another corpse! No no, I can’t have that. I won’t let you take something you don’t deserve”.

Standing, blood slowly coming to a stop, the corrupted cupid pierces the demon king's gaze with his own, baring his teeth in a snarl. “I will make them mine”.

(Sorry if this was a bit ridiculous! I had fun! Tell me your thoughts! -Mommabean)

#yandere cupids #yandere exophilia #yandere demons #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #mommabean #ezrol my oc #my ocs #I loved this!#poly yandere #ish #more like rival yanderes

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georgiapeach30513 · 1 year

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Got A Secret, Part 2

Summary: It was all up to you to help sell a lie

Pairings: Dayton White X Reader

Rating: mild

Warnings: language, gaslighting, manipulation, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.3K

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*dividers created by @firefly-graphics

You walk into Dayton’s home living room, and MacRay holds out his hand to. You raise up your eyebrow, and watch him wiggle his fingers around, palm facing up, “What?”

“Hand me your phone.”

“Why?”

He rolls his eyes as he looks you up and down, “You know the drill. You’ve seen it a few times. We went through your public social medias, but I need to know what’s on your phone.”

“Dayton!” He grimaces, but mouths out a please, and you hand it over to Doug, and sit in front of your ‘boyfriend’. “So what other humiliating thing am I going to have to do?”

“We need a timeline. It’s easy to put the two of you together, because you’re always there, but we need a narrative of when this started. Especially to get rid of our other issue,” Ray sits down beside Dayton. His gaze goes in between the two of you, while he waits on either of you to come up with a timeline.

You didn’t care. It didn’t matter. It was all fake anyways, and you’d leave it up to the professionals. Since they didn’t give you much of a choice, you weren’t going to help them. It was absurd.

“You’re on dating apps?” MacRay lifts up from your phone. “Seriously? And there's unopened messages. Great. Now we’ve got to pay these people off.”

“First off, I didn’t ask to be linked with Dayton. I am doing him and you guys a favor. He is your money. You can’t sell him, you lose money. Secondly, I joined a dating app because I’m always going from coast to coast for Dayton. I don’t have time to date the traditional way. So you can back off. This is Dayton’s mess that I am obliging your stupid fantasy world to get him out of it, and I won’t be apologizing for being a woman and wanting a companionship. Pay them off. You ruined my chance of dating anyone ever again anyways.”

You were bitter, but more importantly you were sick and tired being made to be the bad guy in this situation. Dayton was the one who screwed up, and you were doing all of them a favor, and they still had the audacity to like you were public enemy number one.

“Shooting star,” Ray looks over at Dayton, and then back at you. “We’re going to rebrand you as Dayton’s shooting star. Try to keep you as private as possible. And soon this will all be but a memory.”

“And then he goes and fucks another young girl. Then what? Maybe the real problem is Dayton’s inability to grow up and nurture real relationships.”

“Maybe you need to quit talking like I’m not here.”

“I didn’t ask for this life. I didn’t want to be in the spotlight. So yeah, I’m pissed off right now, and you’re going to get what I give you. Be ready for constant sarcasm and anger, because that’s how I feel, and that’s how I’m dealing with this. I met a nice guy. He called me a bitch because I lied to him about my famous boyfriend. You know, a little bit of a warning would have been nice.”

Doug hands your phone back, adn you don’t even want to look at what he could have removed. You had watched in live time as your social medias were being modified right before your eyes. Now everything you posted had to be pre-approved. Your family was untagged from posts, so they weren’t part of this nonsense. Things had only gotten started and you were exhausted.

“Little Miss pop tart is putting a bit of a hitch in our timeline. Dayton, you’re gonna have to take a hit,” Ray looks over at his client shrugging. “She’s got time stamped texts. You and Star over here had been talking, but it wasn’t serious. But when you were ready, you dropped it all. I’ll make sure that a source sends a tip into the gossip columns, and blogs.”

Well at least he wasn’t coming out unscathed. And here you thought that Dayton was going to be the good guy in the scenario. He looked sad, and you couldn’t quite put your finger on why. He was saving his image, while you carried on a lie for who knew how long.

“How long is this supposed to last?”

“I’m thinking at least a year,” you sink back into the couch. A year. A whole year of playing a part. It was annoying that you were the one putting your life on hold, and you didn’t even know why. “I see you have questions, but Dayton has been selling the whole I want to settle down, wants to get married, and want to have kids for a while. He had people talking about the fact that he was pandering to his audience. This gives them a steady relationship to talk about.”

“It’s a lie. And a year?”

“I figured that’s all you would agree to. Two to three years would be ideal. After the first seven months you’ll move in here. There’s plenty of room that you can sleep somewhere else, but we’ve got to sell this,” unbelievable. They were really trying to con you into covering up Dayton’s indiscretions.

“His fans and social media are actually responding well to this. There’s a few naysayers, and we’re hoping with the public outing it’ll put this to rest,” Dayton was eerily quiet. Just sitting there like a kicked dog with his tail in between his legs. “But the overall reception had been positive,” you hated them all right now. But Doug was particularly getting on your nerves. It was always going to be about the image.

“So we’re going to do this downtown. You’re going to have a nice lunch. Go walking around, and even go to the grocery store. Give the people the idea that you’re normal. Mundane things sell. Because you’re just like them. I don’t care what you talk about, just look happy. Look like you want to be together. We’re going to have Mickey outside the restaurant, and he’ll follow you to the market, and he’ll wait on you outside. I’m thinking you need to get some wine or beer. A few snacks, make it look like you’re coming back here for a nice evening at home. A few weeks from now, we’ll station some moving vans outside, and that will be all for awhile.”

You lean back staring at the ceiling, “I hate all of you.”

“You were the best option, and you have garnered favor with the fans. It’ll be a big step for Dayton’s career and yours.”

“And Dayton says nothing,” you sit up and stare only at him, “You played me. You could have had the decency to call me, text me, anything. But no, you waited until I couldn’t say no. You knew I wouldn’t. You knew I would do what it takes to protect you and your precious image. But after this…I can’t do this. I can’t work for someone that won’t give me the courtesy of asking me if this is okay.”

“Great,” Doug claps his hands, standing up, “I got your stylists ready to coordinate your outfits. And you can drive to the restaurant.”

“Do regret it?” You ask Dayton. You lean your head over to look at him. He looked too focused on driving, and the car was stifling. There was too much tension, and it drove you nuts. You hope he was able to act his ass off, because you still wanted to strangle him.

“Which part?”

“The stupid girl that you were fucking?” He quickly looks at you, and gives you a quick glare, before looking back at the road. “The part that involved me?”

“If there was another way, don’t you think I’d take it?”

“Uh-uh. What we’re not going to do is play your son story with me. You got yourself into this mess, and like always, you’re letting someone else clean it up. Do you regret getting me involved?”

Taking a deep breath, he pulls into the parking spot, and smiles over at you, “Since I have to be in this shitty situation, I’m glad it’s with you.”

“That’s not a fucking answer.”

“Media training, Shooting Star. You’ll be getting it, too. I’m sure there will be interviews. You gotta learn to shit the narrative to be what you want it to be. I’m thankful for you, and I’m glad that I have to have a fake relationship and live in girlfriend with you. I am not implicating myself in this trivial game of questions that isn’t going to change anything. It is what it is.”

“Normal people don’t do this,” he gets out of the car, and jogs over to your side. Opening up your door as he lets you out.

“I’m not a normal person. The photographer is going to be towards your left, under that boutique awning. So when we come out of the restaurant, he’ll get what he needs, but he is following us. We also have cell phones to worry about. Everyone has the ability to catch us on video or camera. We want photos. Videos show everything. Just go with it. Pretend you actually like me.”

It was hard to do that considering you hated him at the moment.

“I don’t like this.”

“Don’t open your mouth too much,” Dayton tells you, sliding his arm around your waist. His hand settles on your hip, and you turn your head to look up at him, “Smile,” you give him your best nervous smile, and he leans down to kiss you. Just a short quick peck, but there was a part of you that enjoyed it too much. The way his lips were so soft, and the way his matcha lingered in them, “Smile. People read lips. Keep it simple.”

“Okay,” you whisper, and his hands slides on your back, and into your hand. Annoyingly you found his fingers weaving in yours romantic. This is how you wanted to go out for a walk with a boyfriend. Not a fake one either.

He leads you into the grocery store, and you sigh in relief. “Don’t drop your guard. Cameras everywhere. The only place we’re safe is at home,” his home. Being forced to be your home shortly. It wasn’t fair. “You’re doing great, sweetheart.”

“And look at this,” Doug throws down a few gossip magazines that you push across the coffee table away from you. You didn’t care. Pulling the throw up closer around your neck, you lay down on the couch, and enjoy some warmth. “You’re the talk of the town. Got a few wanting exclusive interviews, and eventually we’re going to have to make this public relationship official. How would you like to do it? Joint instagram posts or an interview or…?”

“Wouldn’t it make more sense to wait until the moving vans gets here. Give people something to speculate again?” You hated yourself. Why would you offer this as a solution? It did make perfect sense, but you didn’t want to help them out anymore than you already were. “People enjoy the drama. They enjoy figuring things out. Leave a few cryptic messages, and they want to decipher them. Want to know if they’re close to the real answer.”

“I like the way you’re thinking. Play this game of what is going on a bit longer. Is this real? Is it a fling? Is it marriage?”

“It’s not,” you deadpan. Marriage would not happen out of this deal it was out of the question.

“Where’s Dayton?”

“He’s on a run. He needed time to clear his mind. I stayed home. I don’t want to be more public than I have to be. Now we’re in a bubble and a bigger radar, because people want to know the truth. I’m sure your photographer has gotten paid, and has done well for these exclusives, and I just want to take a nap, and be left alone to deal with my thoughts about my fake relationship with my fake boyfriend.”

“You know,” He begins. His voice was slimy and you hated the way it made you cringe. As if this situation wasn’t bad enough, you felt icky with him. “You don’t have to make this completely a transactional relationship. You were on a dating website. I’m sure in a year it’ll get lonely. Have some fun. From my understanding Dayton is a good lay.”

“Leave!”

“I’m just saying. Things could turn real.”

“I don’t date actors,” you roll over on the couch, putting your back to him, and sigh. “You never can trust them.”

While it would be easy to have something physical with Dayton, in the long run you knew it would make things more difficult. You were stuck with him for at least a year. Stuck in this house, and stuck on set with him. Being around him was unavoidable now. Add in a physical relationship, and it would get weird. Possibly make you closer in ways, but at the same time, it would make things too real. This wasn’t. This was fake, and it was something you were selling to the public, and unfortunately also to your family that didn’t understand the game.

Things may only had just become, but you were about to be with Dayton non-stop. Work with him, and come home to him. Even on set, you would be going back to his room. Everything relied on this little lie that was beginning to get bigger. But there was no way you would trust Dayton with your emotions. That kiss felt too real, and his hand felt too good on your skin. You couldn’t get caught up in his fake feelings. You wouldn’t.

Masterlist

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#got a secret #actor!dayton white #dayton white #dayton white x reader #dayton white x fem!reader #dayton white x y/n #dayton white x you

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that-one-pretty-bitch · 2 years

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Ik that you dont write for dl but think about this small drabble, a roxana! like bride who slowly seduce the sakamaki brothers and when the brothers started to feel something for her she said fuck it and ended up ordering her poisonous butterflies to kill them after that she ended up burning the manor with a maniacal laugh errupt from her lips

𝒪𝓀𝒶𝓎 𝓁𝓂𝒶𝑜, 𝓂𝓎 𝒟𝐿 𝓅𝒽𝒶𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝑔𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒟𝐿 𝒷𝑜𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾'𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝓊𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂. 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝑀𝐹'𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑒 ;)

The timeline is MUCH older than Yui’s, it's still the 1800’s.

Roxana ( Y/n ), meaning the dawn or a star that outshined other stars. She was so beautiful, never in years had they ever seen such beauty before, she carried herself with such elegance and grace, never once faltering or falling for their traps. She was so endearing, the seductress had made her way into their hearts, only for her to pop their hearts like a balloon with a needle.

She first made her way into the Agriche mansion after Lant informed her that there was business there that needed to be taken care off, Y/n had immediately obeyed her fathers orders and was sent out on a carriage to make her way into the sakamaki mansion, It looked quite eerie, like those scenes out of a horror book. Oh what fun she could have~

She smoothed out her skirt as she made her way into the manor, the mansion was very small compared to the Agriche estate, she didn’t know how someone could possibly live such a poor lifestyle. Perhaps they were peasants. Making your way towards the door, you slowly knocked on it and it opened by itself, what a wonderful quality! Less servants would be required that way. As you made your way in, a man took all 39 of your boxes inside, perhaps this trip would take longer than required. You made your way towards a man with red hair and tapped his shoulder, he simply stared at your chest in response. Peasants were so perverted, how dare he look at a noble with such disgraceful eyes!? You could just kill him, but where's the fun in that~? You wanted to break his heart, you would then give him a slow and painful death as he watched the woman he loved kill him.

“Oi Butterfly, what are you doing here?” He asked

His tone of speaking was vulgar, what was he even doing in a mansion..don’t people who speak vulgar live on the streets?

“I was sent here for business reasons by my father, he had told me there were more people in this household. Take me to them, now won’t you~” She flashed a seductive smile, making Ayato blush. He had to admit she was really hot. Usually brides were innocent young girls, but this time they sent a 19 year old woman that he knew was not in any way pure.

As he started walking they met face to face with a much properly dressed young man, Roxana simply placed her hand on his shoulder and stated

“Now I was told there are more of you, take me to them please~ There is business to be discussed~” She smiled

“Of course, Lady..”

“Y/n, you may call me Y/n,” She smiled

“Very well, lady Y/n follow me,” She lead her to the common room

A man was asleep on the couch and more people were seated on the other couches. They seemed to know of your arrival.

“My name is Y/n Agriche, I am the second daughter of the Agriche residence, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” She spoke sharply

The aura she was sensing from this room was inhuman, she would need to be careful around these people.

“I suspect you are not human, what are you?” She spoke confidence radiating off her

“Ah~ Bitch, your quite the intelligent one aren’t you,” A man in a fedora spoke

Your blood boiled as you heard a man with lesser status than you have the audacity to insult you.

Trying to keep your smile you continued, “Yes, I have been taught a lot growing up and one of the main things was to respect women,” You said with hostility

“A-uh sooo feisty~” The other red haired man spoke

The gentleman with the purple hair was quick to put a stop to this and introduced everyone, the ginger was Shuu, the light purple haired was Kanato, The red head was Ayato, the one with the silly hat was Laito and the one with the white hair was Subaru. His own name was Reiji.

They all had Japanese names, perhaps they were brought up in Japan.

In the span of a few months they were all wrapped around your finger, oh you would have so much fun ruining them one by one,

First was when you followed Shuu to his music room where he blushed while you played the harp for him,

“Shuu, have you ever wanted to die,” Y/n asked

“Perhaps, before I met you but now that you're here…I don’t feel like it. Perhaps this eternity is worth living if your with me,” He mumbled

“Ah well that's too bad~” You ordered your crimson butterflies to suck the life out of him, they were skinning him alive, his screams and cries filled the room as you watched the once ginger man turn into bones on the floor.

The others had heard the commotion and made their way into the music room, their faces showing clear horror at the sight of a skeleton and blood, vampire blood

They were not afraid of corpses, in fact they had devoured many humans in the past, however they were terrified at the sight of a skeleton of a vampire, their brother.

Subaru had tears in his eyes as you sent your butterflies to finish the rest of them off, burning down the mansion you walked away with a smirk plastered across your face, your father would be so proud to hear what you have just done~ Sadistic laughter filled the air as you watched the once dark mansion turn to ash.

#diabolik lovers #shuu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #diabolik lovers x reader #roxana agriche #crossover #wtptflob

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wildnya · 1 year

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Big Sister Draconia

@leclerc-eisner @imvietnamesenotchinese ask and thou shall receive

i wanted to make an overpowered oc for twst. this is the result.

important edits:

~ no she is not to be taken seriously she’s here to make thing’s funny and entertaining

~since the diasomnia chapters have come out take anything that goes against canon with a grain of salt those are subject to change

i don't have a name for her just yet so if anyone has some suggestions that would be very appreciated(i want to keep that trend of 'mal' or something with `Mel' being the start of the name since granny draconia's name starts with it too) (and yes i have considered Mallory but it's too cliche for me). for shits and giggles her middle names are Meredith Sue

this is a bunch of rambling everything is out of order grammar is weird words are used incorrectly misspellings exist bear with me

i added my christconia edit to catch people’s attention it has nothing to do with the post

tagging @cupids-chamber @twisted-lusty @writing-for-me-at-this-point @bestwishes2u @stupidneko @mrsmephisto @leonakingscholarship @honey-milk-depresso for clout reblogs and mutual attention seeking

first things first, appearance. she is gorgeous and when i say that i mean natural super model body make the girls wet the boys hard the theys/thems sweat and asexuals and gays reconsider their sexuality drop dead gorgeous. she looks like a female version of malleus. but she is much taller than him. if they stood directly in front of each other mal's face would be in front of her chest. the end of her hair stops where her hips and midriff meet and is black and silky soft. what does she use? dish soap yes you heard me she uses dish soap. vil has begun to believe it has to do with growing up in Brair Valley. her boobies are on the bigger side but nothing extreme. hands are rough and callus from combat. same eyes and horns as mal. she looks like she has no muscle on her arms but it is quite the opposite there isn’t anyone alive that’s able to beat her in arm strength. oh and she has a six pack.

she never talks. ever. this is not an exaggeration. no one has heard her utter a word for centuries not even meemaw draconia remembers what her voice sounds like. and then there’s the permanent resting bitch face. only Malleus has been able to get her to smile and even then it's rare.

her magical energy is on a whole other level compared the everyone else’s. she’s so strong she isn’t included in the worlds strongest magicians. has enough magical energy to power all the magic devices in the world for at minimum a century. in this AU of mine there are certain individuals that are excluded from the top magicians list because they’re power is just so immense and can’t be measured. (i actually have two other oc’s in the same situation if anyone wants to hear about them-)

the reason malleus is the heir instead is because she didn’t want it. she’d rather do her own thing, and by that i mean go around the world fighting anything worth her time and enjoying her hobbies. she will leave for years at a time without notice and no one will hear anything about her til she teleports into the castle covered in blood dragging whatever she picked up on her adventure behind her. it is extremely unsettling and terrifying. malleus got used to it at a young age so he has grown immune to such sights.

one time she destroyed a whole empire because the ruler had the audacity to keep bothering her with letters begging to marry her. after that she tossed the responsibility of the aftermath to some trusted subordinates before peacing out like two decades. she’s also annihilated multiple nations for the smallest offenses. insult my retainer? everyone in the castle dies. look down on me for being a fae? you get to watch your friends and family be tortured to death. challenge me to a duel in a rude &/or condescending manner? say goodbye to any appendage that allows you to indulge in your favorite pastimes. you try to feel me up without consent? you will be neutered and be awake for the whole procedure. touch my baby brother? we don’t talk about what happens to anyone who does that.

her dragon form is a lot bigger than mal’s but nothing close to their memaw’s size. for reference malleus has canonically said she is much bigger than him.

lilia served under her during a few wars. not once did she lift a finger. the most that she did was patrol a border once or twice. the only thing she was somewhat active in was helping out citizens.

she likes things that are either much smaller or bigger than her. if you are a short king or queen she might take interest in you. but that depends on if she finds you amusing enough. she will put you in her lap and kinda just, toy with you. your face will be squished, hair will be twirled, and head patted. then she’ll leave you alone to do whatever. but you stay in the lap. the lap is where you live now. she will hand feed you. ask for whatever you wish she’ll get it for you. sweets? on the way. books? give the servants 20 minutes. latest game console and games? you might have to do some explaining to the servants but don’t worry you’ll have it before the next hour.

mal is too big to sit in her lap comfortably like he used to but he likes to snuggle close into her side and cuddle. he’ll rest his head on her boob while she does whatever. if his tail is out it is wagging. there have been numerous times someone has made friends with the floor thanks to the force of the wags. he is obsessed with her to the point he’s lowkey a platonic yandere. had certain things been different he absolutely would be. big sister does not like dealing with troublesome people though so that's that.

honestly if you’re unfortunately malleus’ darling and she exists in this universe you 100% be safe. she may not seem like it but she cares a lot about her homeland and how her family acts as they are a big part of it's image.. she has dealt with many yandere’s over her many years of life and knows how suffocating it is with them. she will not think twice about helping you. and if that means she has to beat some sense into her brother than so be it. she is happy to cast a curse that makes it impossible for malleus to be near you or spend years investigating a way to send you home. and if it really comes it she will be the death of her brother. she loves him more than anything but there is no way in hell she is gonna allow him to taint their home and bloodline.

she is nearly 1000 years old. when lilia first saw her he wasn’t even in the double digits of age yet. at that time she was the equivalent of an older teen in fae years. if you ask him what his first impressions were he’ll say that he thought she was awe inspiring and part of the reason he decided to be a soldier. they first met during his training to be a guard. she was sent to survey their progress. lilia will talk fondly about how some big shoots challenged her to spar and got their asses whooped with out her even taking her hands out of her pockets

speaking of pockets she really likes them. if the outfit doesn’t have pockets for her hands it’s unacceptable someone fetch the royal tailor these pants do not suit my tastes. she likes to go clothes shopping for herself others and pets. she has a lot of pets. she has her own castle up in the mountains and a whole section is dedicated to any animals she has picked up. they are the most spoiled animal babies to ever exist. each one has there own room, area to relieve themselves, and food made only with the best ingredients to match their tastes. her favorite baby is a corgi named Jellybean. she loves it so much she placed a spell on it to always be reborn like a phoenix so long as she lives. malleus has a life long one-sided rivalry with this pup. jellybean loves him. the feelings are not mutual.

she always disguises herself when she’s out shopping. y’all thought malleus had it bad when it came to people being terrified of him? ha even dark fae are petrified of big sister. if you read any parts of the story where mob diasomnia members interact with something related to their fae prince you will see they act similarly to sebek and silver. if big sister is in the room they would be acting the same as the majority of the school population does to malleus. she walks into denny’s and within minutes the entire restaurant is cleared. can’t blame them though she actually murdered grandpa draconia cuz he was tainting the family name. while memaw, papa, and mama draconia unconditionally love her even they feared her power to a point. mal is one of the so few the number doesn’t even reach the double digits people that isn’t afraid of the power within. that’s mostly because of his sister complex tho.

back to shopping she prefers to go out and shop for already made clothes. she can be very impatient so if she does need to get something custom made the poor unlucky individual has to literally close shop/put everything else on hold to make her outfit less they get on her bad side. only granny draconia and her late mother were able to get her to put up with this. they’d go as far as to hire the best of the best and have them collaborate to complete the job within a few days to keep her from coming after them. she likes turtlenecks a lot. more likely than not if she’s on an outing she’ll be wearing a turtleneck. same goes for lounge clothes. a perfect go to gift for her. malleus made a self designed matching turtleneck sweaters for her and himself one year for christmas. every year he designs a new pair for them. she has kept every single one, but she’ll never admit to it.

she loves to drag take those she cares about on shopping sprees. if she takes you you are the focus. she does not take multiple people if she can help it and this is her way of saying “I care about you” so suck it up and let her do her thing. you will be woken up before the crack of dawn and won’t make it back home until jesus crispy it’s 2 in the fucking morning please take me home i am about to pass out. on the bright side she will buy you anything you desire, clothes or not, and carry you around if she already isn’t.

do not complain. she does not take kindly to this and this is a way to get kicked from her proclaimed harem. yes she has one but not in a traditional sense.

like dragons in fairy tales she’ll hoard anything she finds interesting. she gets bored easily when something isn’t challenging enough. that’s where living things come into play. as stated before she has a whole section of her castle dedicated to pets. well there is a smaller castle located not far from her main one that is solely for those in her “harem”. it’s not actually a harem harem. just a bunch of people she thinks are amusing that she kinda just, kidnaps whenever she feels like it. of course they all have their own room like the pets but they also each get a personal servant and chef provided by her. (a lot of them are actually the ghosts of people who she killed, they are bound to serve her until she either releases them or dies oof) when malleus took part in the masterchef event he begged her to visit. as the best big sister ever she granted his wish but didn’t join as a judge. she is very aware of others view of her and didn’t want to ruin the other kids fun so she waited until after the event. malleus convinced ruggie to stay and cook too as he wanted the experience to be as close to what the others had. big sis took one look at the yeen and knew immediately he was going to be added to her collection. Malleus can pick up on the subtle changes in her body language easily after years of trailing after her whenever he could. he has complicated emotions about her harem and is very hostile towards the males apart of it in particular. poor ruggie is so confused and terrified for his life why is malleus suddenly glowering at him with smoke coming from his nose and why is his sister staring at him like she wants to eat him. needless to say the kitchen was pretty hot after that. but hey, at least ruggie can mooch off of the seemingly endless money big sister has. (she has expired a small amount big business bosses too for being greedy assholes and taken over their companies instead of destroying them. y’all thought kalim’s was wealthy? ha she makes sunshine child look poor) she has picked up others from NRC too, Riddle and Epel are 2 of them. they are smol angy kids in her eyes and she loves to carry around cute tiny things like them. Idia and Ortho are there too. ortho is a robot with a soul and who is also an adorable mischievous child he is a prime example of her favorite characteristics. idia had fascinating hair and is easy to fluster, another prime example of what she likes.

she does not like Grim. his voice annoys her.

more likely than not she’ll probably like what personification mc has taken on too. mc is probably the only man malleus approves of in the harem if he identifies as such.

this is getting long imma end it here if ya want to know more pop into my inbox i’m more than happy to answer questions

ps i will be posting a nsfw version on my adult blog so if ur interested hop over there-

#malleus draconia #twst #twisted wonderland #twst oc #twst malleus #she is the definition of a girlboss #nya rambling

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boldlyvoid · 1 year

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didn't plan to write out a whole scene where steve tells his mom to basically fuck off and never contact him again but now it's here... the full thing will be in Little Miss Sunshine part 2

The phone rings, cutting through their conversation with a shrill ring. He thought robin was on the phone, yet it’s ringing… he picks up when he doesn’t hear her yell that it’s for her. “Hello?”

“Stephen.”

It’s his mother.

“Mom?” He sits up, taking Eddie with him, he pulls away from Steve’s chest and looks at him with just as much confusion.

In just a few days it was going to be 1 year since the earthquake and almost a year since he last talked to his parents. They never made an effort, so her calling must mean someone is dead or dying in the family.

“I got a letter from Rebekah in my old bridge club and she congratulated me on being a grandmother… do you care to tell me what the heck that is about?” She reams him through the phone.

“Oh… um, yeah? I guess you are,” he doesn’t really know what to say. He never wanted his parents in her life so he just never told them.

“That’s all you’re going to say? Who is the woman you had this child with? When’s the wedding? Is the child having a baptism? When can we come and meet her?”

“Woah, okay. No, mom, I’m not getting married. My daughter's mother dropped her off at my doorstep and bailed… and I don’t want you to come visit my house,” he stands his ground for the first time in forever. “You really think I’m going to let you into my daughter's life when you barely fucking cared to be in mine?”

“Stephen, that is no way to talk to you—

“My what? Cause you’ve never acted like a mother to me. I know now what it’s like to love someone who I made and I know the love I have for her isn’t even a sliver of what you and dad showed me, so yes. I’m going to talk to you like this, it's about fucking time.”

Eddie lets out a little chuckle, proud as he watches Steve stand his ground.

“Well,” she huffs. “I see then.”

“You’re not sorry?” He hears the venom in his own voice, he hasn’t popped off on someone like this in a long time. He hasn’t felt his blood boil like this in ages.

“I would apologize if I knew what you were talking about, your father and I worked so hard to feed and clothe—

“Thats the bare fucking minimum.” He cuts her off. “You realize that when you make a child it’s your responsibility to not only make sure they live in a habitable place where they can flourish and grow and be who they want to be, you’re supposed to LOVE THEM, UNCONDITIONALLY?! And you couldn’t even love me conditionally, could you?”

“You made it hard, Stephen. What did you expect from us? You were such a strange child, we didn’t know how to talk to you?! It was like you were going against us on purpose every chance you got.”

He scoffs, looking at Eddie like this bitch has the most audacity in the world.

“I rather you just call me a slur at this point,” he spits back. “Honestly, just fucking say it already? You think I’m a queer and a disappointment. Say it.”

“Are you?”

“Well, now I’m too way angry to have loving, passionate sex with my boyfriend like we had planned for tonight,” he can’t help but smirk, knowing she’s probably bright red and wanting to turn inside out.

“But yeah, mom, there’s your update. Back when I was whoring it up like your husband does, I produced a child and now I am raising her with my boyfriend— Who’s Eddie Munson, by the way, just in case you wanted to give dad an even bigger heart attack later when you fill him in on how terribly your offspring ended up. Don’t invite me to the funeral. I’d just be tempted to piss on his grave.”

And then he hangs up.

#steddie baby

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its like , 3 a.m, and someone is pounding on steves door. like, absolutely beating the shit out of it, its loud and echoes throughout his empty house and he’s all sleepy. hasn’t slept, though, nightmares have been a bitch. so , half out his mind he goes downstairs,

“alright! jeez! i’m coming!” he yells , groaning and whining because what the hell? he gets to the door, opens it, and suddenly he’s wide awake because. what the fuck, why is eddie munson at his doorstep, hounding away at his door like hes got some personal vendetta against it and oh my god is he wet?

and, oh, its been raining outside, actually. steve didn’t notice. but, well, now he does, because eddies bangs are sticking flat against his forehead, the rest of it weighed down on his shoulders and it reaches further down than if he was dry. obviously. and oh, none of them have spoken yet, have they?

“wha —“ steve tries, gets cut off. and, okay, rude much? eddie comes knocking on his door at 3 in the fucking morning and has the audacity to —

“run away with me?”

and eddies eyes are wide, frantic and desperate and his voice is almost pleading. steve doesn’t get a chance to respond.

“I’m just” he laughs, manic, “i’m sick of it man i — i’m tired, i’m so tried, aren’t you? aren’t you so fucking tired?”

he’d answer, really, if his tongue didn’t feel twice as heavy and his words weren’t scrambled, floating uselessly in the vast expanse of his sleep deprived mind,

“i feel — i feel. theres nothing here for me, man. not yet not. i can’t stay here i need to go and i need you to come with me,”

he’s halfway into the house now, hands reaching out for steve, they lay shakily on steves shoulders. they’re wet, and it causes steves shirt to grow damp. he doesn’t really notice, though. not when eddie is looking at him like that, expecting

“eddie…eddie, man, are you okay? listen i can, you can stay here for the night? If you want?”

and eddie all but laughs, shakes his head like steve just doesn’t understand.

“No, dude i need. I need to leave. i need. when was the last time you had left hawkins, huh?,”

he doesn’t wait for a response

“whens the last you actually had a good time, did something fucking fun and reckless without your life being in danger? huh? when, steve? because i. i haven’t had that. i can’t. the —,”

he swallows harshly,

“even the club, man the club. pretending like it’s all okay. I don’t know how everyone does it. goes back to normal, bounces right back. i have tried, man, really but i — i need. i need air i can’t —“

and steve, half delirious, pulls eddie into a hug. tight as all hell, but eddie doesn’t seem to mind.

eddies wrong, he thinks, he does understand. has for the last couple years, since that night at jonathans. he gets it. he’s not allowed to though, is he? he needs to be strong, for everyone else. for the kids. robin. he can’t afford to be scared. so he isn’t. but he stays up, late into the night. doesn’t look at himself in the mirror when he changes. the scars are enough to send him spiraling. so, yea. steve does get it, and okay. maybe this is stupid. maybe its dumb and a god fucking awful decision, but steve deserves it. to make stupid fucking choices.

he pulls away from eddie, his face cradled in steves hands,

“where to?”

#eddie munson #stranger things season 4 #stranger things volume 2 #stranger things #steve #steve harrington #steddie #steve and eddie #steddie headcanons #stranger things volume 1

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I just wanted to come by and say I absolutely loveee your writing, especially the relationships between the characters💕 Now, idk if it's a spoiler, feel free to not respond, but i loved Charles and Pierre's friendship and now I'm really surprised how much I ship Pierre and Yuki and how wholesome Charles and Yuki's interactions are. I was wondering if you have given any thoughts abt P/Y future and maybe how they/Charles might react to them being pregnant/having a baby?

(2) Also, not to be annoying lol, but do the pack get to know at some point abt Charles and Max's baby? 👀👀👀👀 they're all such a mess of emotions, I imagine how would that go

Hi! Thanks so much, that's so sweet <3 I put it under a read more because it's really long, sorry!!

First off so glad you like the vibes because I knew the pack dynamic was a little unusual, but I've kind of had fun writing it! Charles and Pierre are what would traditionally be the 'pack leaders' except they're romantically not compatible, and while they both are in relationships with other people those other people aren't really in the pack per se--Yuki is friends with everyone but he didn't grow up with them, so while he ends up being close with them over the years he still has another pack back home. But he and Charles are still bros and they have a good influence on each other since Charles helps Yuki feel more included, Yuki helps Charles feel less isolated about his secondary gender, and they can both bitch about Pierre together <33

I haven't thought about Yuki and Pierre having kids a lot to be honest but I know irl they both want them, so they'd probably have them somewhere down the line! In my head Yuki is really casual about everything even when he's freaking out about it (he asked Pierre to be his mate over breakfast while on his phone and didn't so much ask him as just say "I think we should be mates" and then had the audacity to look startled when Pierre choked on his smoothie), so I think one day after they've both retired from racing he would tell him he thinks it's time for them to have kids and he's ready to come off birth control. To which Pierre again chokes on his smoothie.

Max and Charles have a good number of brain cells between them but all of them are devoted to motor racing, which is not the case with Yuki and Pierre whatsoever, so everything they do is planned. Pierre is much more insane about it. Yuki has finally opened his restaurant in his retirement, and he's happy to wait out the nine months sitting at the bar eating sorbet and sorting through bills and invoices. Pierre is the one who listens to about thirty parenting podcasts while doing core workouts at the gym every day so that he can easily lift his small child when the time comes. It's excessive. He's squatting 190. A baby weighs like...3 kilos. Every time someone asks him he gives this speech about mental and physical strength. His brothers are a little worried about him.

As for Charles, he's as laissez faire about the whole thing as Yuki is, which Pierre finds extremely annoying. Small spoiler, but at this point Charles is still racing, as is Max, and they're both seasoned parents. They've got two already with a vague idea to have a third once they retire for good, so unfortunately for Pierre and Yuki this means they're given babysitting duty much more often because "it's good practice" and "it's not like you're still working" and "now you can finally put all those parenting podcasts to good use" etc etc. The Verstappen/Leclerc children are 5 and 7, are extremely loud and have the added ability to throw tantrums in four languages at once. Yuki teaches them lots of Japanese swear words so they can add a fifth. They're very adoring of the baby when it's finally born, which Pierre claims is a good sign they're not actually psychologically damaged and tries to give Charles a lecture about the importance of a diverse age range in early childhood friendships immediately after the 2031 Vietnamese Grand Prix podium, when Charles is too exhausted to escape. Charles retains exactly none of that information.

(Pierre ends up calling Max in a panic late at night a lot, because Max is the only one who really sees his side of things. Max wasn't terrified of fatherhood until the instant an exhausted Charles placed their equally exhausted newborn into his arms, and then it slammed into him like brick to the face. He had to get over it fast. He was the stay at home parent and things weren't easy that year, so he had to learn very very quickly how to be a father--the kind of father he wants to be, anyway. He's still trying and there are no real guidebooks for these things, but their kids seem to be alright so he can't be fucking up too badly. Sometimes that's all Pierre needs to hear.)

As for your second question, I can't give you specifics but they'll all learn about it before the fic is over!! It'll happen very soon and I promise they will be suitably messy about it. Thanks so much for the asks, these were so fun to answer! <3

#writing tag #if i had words #lestappen

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umm didn’t you guys want them together? he knew she was crazy from the beginning, let jungkook have his “happy ending” 😭😭

reward!jungkook

“you’re fuckin crazy” jungkook says to you before heading upstairs. your breathing becomes uneven as you process the hurtful words jungkook growls at you. he’s looking at you like he hates you and normally you’re able to stomach his harsh words but not this time.

when he comes back downstairs with his shirt and shoes on, you try to talk to jungkook but he cuts your embrace short by showing his obvious distaste towards both you and jorja.

“i won’t let you die without me, jungkook! i’ll find you in the afterlife and fuck your soul over if that’s what i have to do. what’s your deal with her, huh? was she a game to you? i want the truth!! what’s got you so hung up on her, huh? what kind of coward kills himself for being a willing participant in her demise?” you bite your lip before asking the painful question. “do you love syelle, jungkook? are you…are you in love with her? because you aren’t making any sense right now. you ACTIVELY didn’t give a fuck about her and now you’re talking about harming yourself, so what is it? you love her because it’s becoming more obvious that you were IN LOVE with her”

jorja can’t even bring herself to say anything. she just watches you try to talk to jungkook and understand his feelings about his dead wife that he seemingly cares a lot about or maybe it’s just the guilt. he feels guilty, so to atone for his constant infidelity and lies, jungkook must pay for it by taking how own life or maybe it’s his fucked up way of love.

He keeps on glaring at you and your stupid questions.

You have no right to feel this way and of course he’s gonna be sad because his wife died-because of his infidelity recorded and sent it to her. “Yn grow up.” He grits his teeth.

“you’re a selfish bitch you know that.” He looks away from your face, “of course I’m fucking sad she was my wife.” He doesn’t understand why you can’t see the fact that he’s upset because of his bond with her..

The bond he didn’t respect enough to not cheat on her again.

“it’s so easy for you to say that she’s dead-there’s no remorse. She’s dead because of you.” And that is the fact because you had the audacity of sending a video that you knew was gonna hurt her. “she was just 24…. 24 YEARS OLD. YOUNGER THAN YOU AND YOUNGER THAN ME.”

“how dare you record me without my consent? Are you that sick in the head?”

Tears well up in his eyes again. “get this through your stupid brain because you failed to understand such a basic thing. I NEVER WANTED HER DEAD YN.” He grabs you by your shoulders once again, and shakes you harshly. “why the fuck did you come by the cinema anyways? What did you say to her in the bathroom? WHY THE FUCK DID I COME HERE THINKING THAT YOU WERE GOING TO UNDERSTAND?!”

This is his mistake too because he can never resist you, but only if he had his wife would still be alive right now

“I never wanted her dead-and now she’s dead because of me and I have to live this guilt forever… what makes you think that we can be together? Just because she’s dead?” He scoffs.

Are you even human with a heart at this point? “I am not a toy.. YOU ALWAYS WANTED TO KILL ME.”

It’s about time he tells you the truth.

“there’s a huge difference between you and her, and there will always be the difference yn,” his eyes borrow into yours. “her love wasn’t selfish just because you liked me. You spared me. So that means when you’re tired of me you’re going to kill me.”

“you could never love me like her. She genuinely loved me and I failed to see it.”

Maybe jungkook is in love with her, but if he is then why did he allow himself to disrespect his marriage vows last night yet again?

“you and I have no future together. An innocent girl is dead because of me. This is why I want to kill myself. And you,” he turns to look at your friend.

He hates you so much right now, but he hates himself more.

“I’m going to tell your boyfriend all about this- and keep yn away from me. I’m leaving..”

“remember one thing yn… didn’t you say to her that once a cheater always a cheater? That means if I can cheat on her with you-I can cheat on you with someone else. SO STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.”

He is a destructive man and you’re next.

#ask: reward!jungkook #I know I know but I just didn’t expect her to die and it feels really heavy you know #He is obviously going to feel guilty because of him she’s dead you know #Let’s see what yn does now

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