i tried to include as many as possible

Hi. So I’m not super vocal in the Carmilla fandom but I’m a HUGE creampuff. I’m also an amateur cake designer.

I really wanted to contribute something but I’m no good at drawing. Sooo…this is my interpretation of fan art - a Carmilla series themed cake.

It’s taken 3 days to complete and I’ve tried to include as many references to the series as possible. It’s tested all my cake decorating knowledge but it’s honestly the most fun I’ve ever had working.

@carmillaseries
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This is a twisted story. A twisted love story.

With the neigh of an urban legend, with the tears of a boy, with the return of the ordinary, with the disappearance of the mastermind, and with the hints of a new story beginning, the story of twisted love now closes its curtains.

For their love is no longer twisted.

LGBT book list

Hey! I’m the anonymous who sent you an ask earlier about having an LGBT book list. I don’t have tumblr, hence the message :) So I’ve broken it into two major categories, and tried to include books from as many different genres as possible, so that there’s a wide variety for people to choose from.

Books whose major characters are LGBT and/or have LGBT themes:

Basically anything by David Levithan (YA)

If I Was Your Girl: Meredith Russo (YA)

Symptoms of Being Human: Jeff Garvin (YA)

The Perks of Being a Wallflower: Stephen Chbosky (YA)

Carry On: Rainbow Rowell (YA)

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe: Benjamin Alire Saenz (YA)

Every Heart a Doorway: Seanan McGuire (YA)

I’ll Give You the Sun: Jandy Nelson (YA)

Basically anything by Poppy Z. Brite (horror and general fiction)

The Raven Cycle: Maggie Stiefvater (YA)

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda: Becky Albertalli (YA)

Ask the Passengers: A.S. King (YA)

The Pants Project: Cat Clarke (MG)

The Song of Achilles: Madeline Miller (fiction)

Basically anything by Sarah Waters (fiction)

Nightrunner series: Lynn Flewelling (fantasy)

Valdemar: Last Herald-Mage series: Mercedes Lackey (fantasy)

None of the Above: I.W. Gregorio (YA)

Middlesex: Jeffrey Eugenides (fiction)

One Man Guy: Michael Barakiva (YA)

More Happy Than Not: Adam Silvera (YA)

The Art of Being Normal: Lisa Williamson (YA)

Gena/Finn, Not Otherwise Specified: Hannah Moskowitz (YA)

This is Where it Ends: Marieke Nijkamp (YA)

Tonight the Streets Are Ours: Leila Sales (YA)

The books in this part of the list have characters that are LGBT, but play only minor roles, or you don’t know about it until late in the book etc.

Books featuring minor LGBT characters:

Lola and the Boy Next Door: Stephanie Perkins (YA)

American Psycho: Bret Easton Ellis (fiction)

Garden Spells, Lost Lake, First Frost: Sarah Addison Allen (fiction)

Ready Player One: Ernest Cline (science fiction)

Emmy and Oliver: Robin Benway (YA)

The Millennium trilogy: Stieg Larsson (mystery/thriller)

Noggin: John Corey Whaley (YA)

Extraordinary Means: Robyn Schneider (YA)

Elusion, Etherworld: Claudia Gabel (YA)

Sarah’s Key: Tatiana de Rosnay (historical fiction)

Passenger, Wayfarer: Alexandra Bracken

And these books are ones I haven’t read but I believe have LGBT characters:

The Miseducation of Cameron Post: Emily M. Danforth

Rubyfruit Jungle: Rita Mae Brown

Keeping You a Secret: Julie Anne Peters

Fun Home: Alison Bechdel

Girl Walking Backwards: Bett Williams

Ash: Malinda Lo

Beautiful Music for Ugly Children: Kirstin Cronns-Mills

The Bermudez Triangle: Maureen Johnson

How to Repair a Mechanical Heart: J.C. Lillis

Annie on My Mind, Holly’s Secret: Nancy Garden

And the Band Played On: Randy Shiltz

Am I Blue?: Marion Dane Bauer

Maurice: E.M. Forster

Tell Me Again How a Crush Should Feel: Sara Farizan

Lies We Tell Ourselves: Robin Talley

The Price of Salt, or Carol: Patricia Highsmith

Everything Leads to You: Nina Lacour

Luna: Julie Ann Peters

Written on the Body, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit: Jeanette Winterson

From the Notebooks of Melanin Sun: Jacqueline Woodson

The Color Purple: Alice Walker

More Than This: Patrick Ness

I am J: Cris Beam

For Today I am a Boy: Kim Fu

Hero: Perry Moore

Brokeback Mountain: Annie Proulx

Blue is the Warmest Color: Julie Maroh

Okay, I think that’s all I have for now, though I know I am missing a lot of books. This is a good start though for people looking for something to read. I’ve read all of these except for the last list, so any questions or recommendations, I am happy to provide. Also, I’m always up for chatting with a fellow johnlocker. The only friend I have who watches Sherlock is firmly in the ‘Sherlock is asexual, but if he loved anyone it would be Molly’ camp >_< Anyway, I love your blog. Keep up the great work. Cheers!

Kami


(referencing this post)

Wowee! Thanks for the fabulous list, Kami! I hope this will help out all of my followers looking for some literature!! :)

30 Days of #Multitwewy is a 30 day prompt project in which you are called to create fanart of any kind (fanfiction and fanart) mixing TWEWY - The World Ends With You (DS) with a popular video game. Starting date: June 24th, 2017.

For the next 30 days create fanart using a daily prompt. Do anything you want with the prompt. Have the TWEWY characters dressed as or interact with the characters of the prompt. Have them fight bosses or using items and equipment of other famous game series. Draw the TWEWY cast in the art style of other games. Seriously, anything your mind can think of and put on paper. If you miss a day, it’s ok, there is no strictness sticking with the particular day and prompt. If you want to mix the days and prompts, great! Just make something awesome!

I tried to include a variety of games and genres and I hope you like them. Sorry if something you love is not in the list.

All fanart should include TWEWY mixed with any game given in the prompts and not contain nsfw or gore (I know you can make Slent Hll and Resident Evil fanart without violence or gore and blood). Do not forget to tag your posts with #multitwewy & #twewy & #thegameyoumixitwith. Reblog and share this everywhere. Seriously, share this everywhere, we need as many people participating as possible, think of all the amazing fanart this can bring.

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To enjoy an ordinary life, you must constantly evolve.

YOI - Barcelona

I know this has been done before, but I wanted to do it too. So here’s my pilgrimage to Barcelona. The trip was not without its hiccups, as you will see, but for the most part, I think I covered the hot spots: 

1. The hotel. By now, I think we all know which hotel they stayed at. Let’s start at the top. The pool had nice views at night, but was very cold.❄️☃️ I can only imagine what it was like in December. What were Viktor and Chris thinking???

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i reached 2k followers yesterday and i honestly have no idea what to say… THANK YOU SO MUCH. i’ve never thought this would happen. i hope you’re enjoying your daily dose of harry on your dash :D

so to say thank you, i’m doing follow forever and i’ve tried to include as many people as possible because i really love all my mutuals

(also idk how to make banners so just have a beautiful face of harry)

firstly, a big shoutout to these amazing people. i love you so much and i’m so happy i’ve had a chance to get to know you and talk with you ❤

@magnuslightswood - where do i even start :D our conversations are like 90% harry thirst and sharing our love for this perfect human being. you are the nicest person i’ve had a chance to meet here and i’m so happy we started talking because of your harry gifset that basically killed me haha and all your gifs kill me because they are amazing and so are you ^_^ love you lots ❤

@thirstyalec - you are absolutely the sweetest and by the sweetest i obviously mean the most thirsty haha i love how we always expose each other because apparently we have a reputation haha i love talking to you and i still have no idea how you put up with me haha i’ve said it many times but i love you a lot ❤

@daemonya - ahhh, you are my biggest motivation to continue writing my fic and i have no idea what i’d do without you. i love our talks about others fics because you always have the best recs. and i love talking about literally anything with you because we can never run out of topics :D bonding over healthy relationships is the best way to become friends ^_^ looove you! ❤

@lightwoodclan - MOTHER! should i be worried that my mother is younger than me? :P our convos are sometimes so wild haha but i love you and i love talking to you ❤ even when you’re trying to pretend that you’re innocent haha we know better lmao

@jacehvrondale - i have this huge urge to just send like 5 million hearts because i love you so much ❤ you’re such a sweet and cute person and i’m just so happy that we’re friends. you’re one of the best people i have ever had a chance to get to know

@mrspotterblack05 - it feels like we’ve been mutuals forever and i just love you a lot? ❤ i love talking to you about sh, freaking about literally anything. when something happens, i always go to you because we can analyse literally everything and anything haha you’re always so nice (or salty when there’s a reason :P). i’m so so happy we’re friends ❤

@magnusandalexander - you enjoy way too much exposing me all the time haha but i love youuuuu ❤ you’re so smart and funny. you’re sweet but also super salty (but it’s always justified :P). i have no idea how you put up with me lmao also, your gifs give me life ngl aaaand writing our smut fest was amazing so we should probably go back to it at some point :P

@malecisright - i love writing with you! i love exchanging those cute (or smutty :P) prompts with you. (not so) casually screaming at each other when magnus or alec did something and we just needed to write a short story because we always need more and more :D you’re one of the best people and i love you ❤

@magnusfray - you’re such a sweet person and i love our conversations ❤ your edits are so cute and i’m always in love with them. i even reblog clace for you because they’re just that good haha

@jacelghtwood - bonding over the magicians even though we’re sh blogs? sure, why not :D i love analysing every episode with you ❤ especially when we both can’t stop talking about how amazing eliot is :P i’m so happy i replied to your post that one time because we started talking because of it and it was definitely one of the best decisions :D

my other lovely mutuals who i love so so much (absolute faves are bolded)

a - b
@acoupleofcows@ahrtsyfray @alecgaywoods@alecismyfuture@aleclightwoodlovesmagnusbane@aleclightwqqd@alecmalec @alecsaldertree @alecsplushpillow@alexanderbaens@alexanderbanes@alexander-l1ghtwood-bane@alexanderswarlock @alishawainnwright@alishawanwright@arosendes@alxanderlightwood @baneftglitter@banelights@banesarcher @baneseelie@bee-fabulous@boyfriendsmalec

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@canislytherinthings@caringmagnus@clarystele@clizzyjimon@daddarioll@daddariyos@deamaia@damnmalec@darling-magnus@dimshums@eternal-malec@evak-malec @february22 @ffsmagnusbane@flammenmeer@flirtymagnus@fraywoodbane @gayizzys@glitternsass@gretelsmaias

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@harry-daddario @harryshumjjr@hufflepufflightwood@hoteldumorts@ifellforfandoms@isaaccock @izzybabewoods@jaceslewis@jezthemadficster @justalexanderlightwood@katisith@kitkatmcnamara@kklainesmalec@laurenkmyers @lesbianmaureen@lightwoody @lookingforalicante@loonydru

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@magicalmagnus@magnass-babe@magnificentbane @magnificentmalec@magnusandraphael@magnusbae-ne@magnusbaneheart@magnus-banes@magnusizzy@magnuslights@magswoods@magunsbane@maiagarroway@mammafairchild@matthewbane @matthewdaddarino@mattlightwood@mcgnus-bane@meliourn@mgnusbaene@morbidwarlock@mrsblackthorne@mundanelion

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@nephilimagnus@nightfallgoddess@omgharryshumjr@patronuass@patronusmagnus@phildrawsfanart@piesdean@prettylightwoodinspires@pure-magnus@sapphiclydia@shadowstele@shinymalec@simonlevvis@softbimagnus@softdaddario@softmagnusbane@softmags @softpinkjace@softsimon @soulisthirsty@spn-all-around@swishyclang

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@takemystrengthtoo@that-bookish-nephilim@thecassinator@thedownworld@the-host-in-the-pit@thelushfiles@the-magnus-effect@transautisticalec@victaj@vvarlockbane @warlocksarcher@whatwouldmagnusdo@whipsandredlips@winteralec

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OC Positivity Month★ Week 4  @fyeahteenwolfocs

‘The Girls Who Run With Wolves’ 

this is just something I’ve had in mind for the past weeks but couldn’t put to practice since my finals were just around the corner, BUT now I’m (relatively) free and ready to share this with everyone! 🌹

[4] language of flowers
[3] relationships
[4] details (items, favorite foods, trivia)
[1] alternative scenario/genre
[2] opposite personality
[3] quotes
• [1] the circle of the hero/heroine’s journey that most resonates with him/her

there’s no specific time to do any of these, or even an order. Feel free to add, change or only complete the ones you’re most interested in!

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Several Theories based on Ch. 123

More evidence for Womb Removal Theory this chapter, unfortunately, folks.

My greatest doubt in my theory lay in Ghoul regenerative abilities - I wasn’t certain whether entire internal organs could regenerate if physically removed from the body. But if they can, then Mutsuki has a way to counteract that. She has RC suppressants in her quinques - a toxin to prevent it from regrowing.

I also believe that Mutsuki will have the opportunity to pump a lot more suppressants into Touka when she holds her captive. Yoriko’s fingers have sent Touka a grim message that her friend is at Mutsuki’s mercy, and Mutsuki is very willing to hurt her. To save her, I think Touka will go willingly - just like Kaneki did before her.

I think an ally will rescue Kaneki just in time, and this ally will be Akira Mado. Returning to Goat after Amon’s words, she is a character who both needs to reconcile with Kaneki and has unfinished business with Mutsuki. Furthermore, to mirror her role in the original Anteiku Raid arc, she needs to save someone close to her in contrast to her enormous loss in the first series. But, as Touka is going willingly, she can’t be stopped. The Second Anteiku Raid Arc will have begun. The manager of the coffee shop is in mortal peril, and Kaneki must charge into the belly of the beast to save her. Koma and Irimi will inevitably help, and I think this time, the whole of Goat will as well. Just as the CCG raided Anteiku in years past, it is time for the new Anteiku to raid the CCG Headquarters, where Mutsuki is keeping Touka.

Urie has already caught the scent of Mutsuki’s misdeeds, and the two will eventually join in battle when Urie follows her to the depths of the CCG and finds out the truth that will have been kept secret from the rest of the institution. As Goat raids the main quarters, Saiko, Suzuya and Ito will be the ones to lower the gates and ease their conquest. Mutsuki will defeat Urie, but only just, and as she tries to escape she will find her path blocked by Suzuya - the CCG’s new Reaper. Mutsuki is the heir to Kaneki’s tragedy - if Urie is her Amon, Suzuya will be her Arima, and we all know how that story ends.

Touka may find many things while in the labs of the CCG, including Kanou’s Lab, Rize and Yoshimura, or possibly even Arata. I think the one to free her from her captivity will be Takeomi, joining Urie in his investigation (two rivals finally working together) after Urie shows him the picture in Mutsuki’s room, perhaps after Takeomi shows him a picture of Yoriko when worrying about where she is. It would be fitting as it was the old Kuroiwa who played a large part in bringing down the old manager - now the new Kuroiwa is rescuing the new one. 

The key to finding Yoriko from there relies on the parcel sent to Mutsuki. I think that the parcel contains more of Yoriko’s appendages, and that it was sent by a hitherto unseen co-conspirator in Mutsuki’s plans. There’s one person who is both a friend to Mutsuki and effed up enough to do something like this.

My bet would be that Tokage is torturing Yoriko and sending the parts to Mutsuki so she can use them to traumatise Touka. His motivation in all this is pure sadistic pleasure. Touka and Takeomi need only follow the return address to find them (Urie probably having told Takeomi about the parcel as well).

The tide will turn in Goat’s favour as the CCG is thrown into chaos by defections, and Kaneki will probably meet Scarecrow during this time - Hide did, after all, play a vital role in the Anteiku Raid Arc. When it becomes clear to the Clowns that Furuta has lost, they will turn against him too and with them the Oggai, and Furuta will run to Kanou’s Lab to safety to find Kanou against him too and Rize free from her vat, ready to eat.

So yeah that’s just a compilation of some thoughts about what will happen next. Also, Kaneki vs Furuta is almost guaranteed.

Familiar Taste of Poison

Summary: it had been five years, Cain never expected to see you again alive or dead but here you stood. will he be able to resist his urges of will it all be too much for the father of murder?

Pairing: Cain X Reader

Warnings: Angst! Dub/Con! Smut! Fluff!

Exclaimer: Dubious consent! Do not read if triggering! Based on “Familiar taste of poison” by Halestorm! Requested by @mikki-hear

Now you had gotten yourself into a fair few situations that would render most people dead, and this time was no exception. You decided to take on a nest of vampires, it seemed like easy work. It was small and you caught them off guard…or so you thought. The main nest was less than two towns over, once they had heard that their minor nest had been destroyed they made it their mission to track you down and kill you how you killed them…death by fire.

You had, had two close brushes with them now, each time leaving you more injured and more vulnerable. It was time to ask for help again. So here you were standing in front of Sam and Dean Winchester, accompanied by their pet angel Castiel.

“The only thing I can think of is to send you away (y/n).” You nodded; you didn’t smile even though in your mind nothing sounded better than a break from the hunter’s life, even if it was just for a weekend.

“So, we’ll send you to Cain, he’ll be able to take care of you while we deal with your problem.” You were quickly pulled violently from your own thoughts at the mention of the name Cain. Your eyes grew wide as your stared at the Winchester men in disbelief.

“Actually it doesn’t matter; I’ll deal with it myself.” The last thing you wanted to do was spend an extended weekend with the former knight to hell. Dean and Sam looked at each other before looking to you.

“(Y/n) you came to us for help, we offer you somewhere safe to wait it out & you say ‘it doesn’t matter’?” You fidgeted on the spot. The boys didn’t know your past with the former knight of hell, & you hoped to god that you would never have to face your past or that man ever again.

“Fine…but I don’t want him anywhere near me.” Sam and dean looked at each other and shrugged, not even thinking for a second that the reason you were against staying with the former knight of hell was because the two of you had already met, and left on rather terse terms.

Cain was sat in his living room, his fingers gripping the arms of his chair harshly at the mention of your name. After all these years he had thought you had left the country or even worse died. He didn’t believe that you would stay, and yet you were so close he could already smell that deep dusty rose scented perfume you used to wear around him.

He growled, his nails ripping through the arms of the chair causing the filling to fall out onto the hardwood floor. He stood up violently, Dean and Sam Winchester had told him to be there in an hour, barely half an hour had past and he was already too eager to he what had become of the woman who had been able to escape him.

Before a human blink of an eye, he was stood in the men of letter bunker, his long grey hair pulled back into a bun, as he wore a plain white cotton shirt & dark blue jeans. Sam and Dean stood up at the former knight of Hell’s arrival, as soon as they recognised it was Cain, both of them visibly relaxed.

“(Y/N) is in the library I’ll go and get her.” Cain watched the tallest of the Winchester brothers, Sam walk away towards the woman he so eagerly awaited. As soon as Sam removed himself from the room, Cain’s attention was suddenly brought back to the eldest Winchester.

“I don’t know what (Y/N)’s got against you, but pretty much she wants you to stay away from her, I think it might be the whole Knight of hell thing, so…yeah, don’t get on her bad side.” Cain pursed his lips in a tight line trying to hide the bared teeth he wished to show. He knew the reason why she didn’t want him near her. Cain gave a stiff nod as he began to hear approaching footsteps and hushed voices.

“Sam can’t I just stay here?” your worried voice automatically caught Cain attention as you rounded the corner into the war room. You took in a sharp breath as you saw him. The former knight of hell, from what you could see the only thing that had changed about him was his hair; instead of being cut short it was long. Suddenly images of your fingers running through his long grey hair filled your head, you bit your lip from suddenly moaning, as your mind filled with images of the life you once held with the demon before you.

“(Y/N), Cain’s agreed to protect you while we dispose of the vamps, he has also agreed to stay away from you.” Both you and Cain looked at Dean with wide eyes as he said this. Cain had agreed to protect you, but staying away from you, that was an impossible task. He could already feel himself leaning towards you, there was an animalistic magnetism between the two of you that neither of your could deny, no matter how hard you tried.

You looked from Dean to Cain to see his jaw set on edge as he pulled his piercing steel like gaze away from the eldest Winchester, Cain had obviously not agreed to stay away from you, and with that, your heart hammered in your chest in fear and anticipation. Cain slowly turned his head and looked across the room at you, and you froze. This was the first time in over five years you had looked into this man’s eyes, you could see that something had changed, there was a darkness there that had been absent for years previously. It made your heart suddenly stutter, you had hoped there would be a shred of the man you had left behind in those eyes, but you saw nothing of him.

“Thank you, Dean and Sam, just call me and I’ll be back out there.” Both of the boys nodded with a small smile on their lips. Cain watched as Sam kept a hand on the small of your back as he held you over to him. Cain tried to take the gesture lightly but felt the red hot burn of jealousy in his gut. Cain gave a taut nodded to Sam Winchester and then to Dean Winchester before placing a hand on your shoulder.

You froze, debating whether you should pull away and run. Could you survive a weekend alone with him? And what would you be after it? Before you could even give the boys a panicked look, the world shifted around you. You lurched forward, landing on the cold hardwood floor on your hand and knees. You hadn’t had much experience in teleportation making your stomach knotted violently, as you desperately tried to breathe.

“Thanks…for …the warning.” You panted out as your (Y/H/C) hair created a curtain around your face. You heard the floor boards creek around you till Cain’s brown oxford covered feet where the only thing you could see before you. You slowly moved back to sit on your feet to stare up at the imposing figure before you.

“Like Dean Winchester said…I…unwillingly at best, agreed to leave you alone. If you need me I will be in the garden or log shed. There is food and drink in the fridge if you find yourself hungry.” Cain tried to sound as passive as possible as he looked down at you. He had seen you in that very position so many times, for many other reasons, and most of that reason included you lacking clothing. He desperately tried to shake those memories from his mind as he looked away from you.

Before you could utter a thank you, or even a noise of acknowledgement he turned on his heel and straight out of the door into the lush green garden surrounding the cabin. You let out a long breath as you slowly stood up on shaky legs. Cain had surprised you in being so passive, after the way you left thing you were surprised how calm he was.

Five years ago…

“I can’t live thinking what if, Cain!” you stood there as Cain threw a china teapot across the room, it landed against the wall behind you sprinkling the hardwood floor with a fine powder at the force of the impact. You stood there unflinching as he stalked towards me, his hands running through his hair gripping it by the root as he stared at you.

“We were meant to be (Y/N), we found each other and now you want to throw that all away, on what!? Just in case that I’m not the one for you?! Just in case that this animalistic and natural draw to each other means nothing at all?!” his tall muscle bound figure loomed over you, his eyes glazed over in rage as he looked down at you.

All these years you had never seen him like this, He had understood your reluctance, to be with him to being with, he was a knight of hell, the first demon and you were a hunter, and yet he waited for you. Soon you realised that you could not deny the draw you had to the father of murder. But you couldn’t help the feeling that you belonged to a man, a normal mortal man.

“What if that is all this is Cain!? What if it’s just lust!? I have never heard you say I love you back, and I deserve that! Or at least hear it once!” Cain took a step back, he could remember every time you had said, that you loved him, he could remember when you screamed it in the throes of ecstasy, or when you quietly murmured it before falling asleep from exhaustion.

“leave.” That all you heard him say, as he continued to take steps away from you. You looked at him with wide eyes, you expected him to finally say it to say those three all-important words, but no instead he was turning his back on you, on the relationship he was so viciously fighting for.

“Fine.” You wanted your voice to sound stronger, but instead, it came out defeated and lacklustre. You grabbed your army duffle bag, as Cain kept his hunched back to you. You felt a sob choke you but you kept it down, you would rather suffocate that let him see you broken.

You pushed out of the wood cabin door letting it slam against the cabin wall, as your leather boots crunched against the gravel path leading towards the edge of Cain’s property where you bike had sat beneath a cover for the past few months. You breathed in and out through your nose making sure that Cain wouldn’t hear your painful sobbing as you threw away the bike cover and straddled the worn leather seat.

You started the engine with no problem, as you stood there staring at the house that had become your home for the past few years, only to see it as some empty and broken piece of yourself and the knight of hell you thought loved you.

Present day…

The axe hammered down of each log of wood effortlessly slicing it in two. He needed something to take his frustration, his rage out on. As he heard your quiet footsteps move throughout the cabin, he heard the door to your old room slowly open, as you walked inside. He watched from outside through your bedroom window as you walked around the room.

You wanted to say nothing had changed but the bed sheets were crumpled and ruffled in fits of rough sleep. You gingerly sat down on the edge of your old bed; the bed sheet smelled like him, they smelled like damp earth and morning dew. He didn’t smell like sulphur, he smelled like the world before man slowly began to destroy it.

You looked at your bedside table and saw a picture of the two of you, a Polaroid you took one day. It had a warm red tint to it as you took if from the porch as you and Cain watched the sun set. Your lips were pressed against his cheek and his chiselled lips held a pleasant smile you had missed all these years. When the picture was taken, you would have said there was nothing but love in his eyes, but now you knew that wasn’t true. It was an illusion, a way to make you stay. You sighed and placed the photo frame down.

You slowly lied back on the bed, your (Y/H/C) hair fanning out around you. The smell of Cain and your conditioner filled your senses. You let out a small moan, you couldn’t help it that smell brought back so many memories for you. You couldn’t help arching against the bed as you closed your eyes.

Cain forced his eyes closed and sighed out heavily. He could hear you, he could hear the quiet moans you made as you rutted against your old bed sheets he had occupied for years, he couldn’t bring himself to wash them, but as the years went by the smell of you faded and was replaced purely by him.

Cain slammed the axe into the ground before running his hands through his hair. Cain growled as he heard you pant and arch against the bed covered. Before he could even think of his actions he was inside the room looming over you, he watched silently as you lay there you flannel shirt dragged up your body.

Cain couldn’t help his own actions as he heard your heavy panting beneath him. He lunged forward pinned your arching body to the body, pressing yourself tightly against him. Your eyes shot open in shock as you looked up to see Cain, all storm grey eyes and barred teeth as his large rough hand wrapped around your wrists.

“Get off me, Cain.” You spoke through clenched teeth as you felt his muscular broad-shouldered body press into yours. You tried to sound convincing, you needed to stay strong; you couldn’t end up back here for the rest of your life. You couldn’t lie here with him at peace with the idea that a Knight of hell was the man you were made for.

Cain just looked down at you. His eyes searched yours to see nothing but resistance. He knew you still felt something for him, even though he was the one who let you go so easily. He moved his face closer to yours only making your push your own head deeper into the bed till your neck was straining. You turned your face away; your breathing was laboured as you began to panic.

It had been so long since he had been this close to you. He smelled like the earth, old and tainted, there was something refreshing and dark. Your body practically hummed in pleasure at being this close to him, you pressed your legs together hoping to hide your betraying arousal from the knight of hell as he pinned you. You choked on your breaths sobbing almost as your closed your eyes.

Cain watched as you became torn between what your mind wanted and your body needed. He could smell your thick heady arousal, as your body almost begged him to take you even though his watched your panic stricken feature scream stop. He could have been a gentleman and back away, but that last time he didn’t that he lost you for five whole years, and he wasn’t about to let that happen again.

You let out a broken sob as you felt Cain’s lips skim across the barred side of your neck. His teeth grazing the taut skin that lay there. You screwed your eye closed hoping to bloke out the torturous feeling of his tongue travelling across the marks he had just made on your skin. Cain happily sighed against your soft skin as he lapped at it. Your skin tasted of sweat and something uniquely you, Cain skimmed his teeth over the taut tendon pressed against the skin of your neck making you arch and sob again, Cain felt your tug at his restraining hands, only making him move both of your small wrists into one large hand.

“Cain.” You gasped his name in a feeble attempt for him to listen to you as his now free hand slowly slide down the side of your neck making your shiver, and it travelled across your chest. His fingers kneaded the soft flesh of your breast that ay beneath your bra. You gasped and sobbed and Cain continued to feel you. You gasped as if you were begging for oxygen, your nails scraped across Cain’s worn fingers as he held you helpless.

Cain Slowly moved his hand to the centre of your chest, his fingers pulled at your flannel scattering buttons across the room you gasped as the cold air hit your body only for that coldness to be replaced my Cain’s hot breath as he grasped the centre of your T-shirt bra and brutal pulled ripping the fabric from your body.

“Cain wait.” You begged the demon before you as his warm rough hand ghosted across your breasts causing the nipples to peak in arousal. Cain’s hand flexed around your wrists, his mind fantasised about your running your hands through his hair pulling at it as he slowly pleasured you, but he knew you would push him away any chance you got.

“Cain.” Your voice became more demanding as he pressed his cheek against your chest and sighed heavily. This wasn’t just because he wanted you, you could feel it. You felt his painful heart beat against your stomach and his hard erection pressed against your thigh. Cain didn’t look up at you, he just slowly moved his cheek off your chest and with a strong stroke of his tongue made you whimper like all those years ago.

His tongue and teeth worked in tandem to tease, and soothe your nipples as he mercilessly played your body like a fiddle, pulling high pitched whines and exasperated gasps from your mouth. You pulled against his restraining hands, you wanted to touch him to show him you wanted it but he was adamant. His supernatural strength kept you pinned to the bed as he moved a knee between your legs pushing the apart. His fingers found the copper button holding together the jeans and quickly pulled it through the button loop allowing enough slack for him to pull the fabric down your legs.

“Cain please, let me touch you.” Cain heard you beg to touch him, you finally looked up at you and saw the thin tear tracks from eth corner of your eyes, the swollen lips, the wide pupil threatening to consume your whole gaze, he watched as you licked your bottom lip before dragging your teeth across. You knew how to play him like a finely tuned instrument. He knew this could all be a well-manufactured plan to make him let you go.

“I can’t (Y/N).” Cain’s voice was strained and broken as his grip increased on your wrists. You stomach tightened as you looked down at the knight of hell as his fingers hooked the edge of your lace panties and quickly tugged them down your legs. He couldn’t wait any longer, he needed to feel you, after all, these years, he had only just realised how much he needed you.

Cain couldn’t bring himself to look up at you keeping his broken features hidden behind a curtain of grey hair as his hand tore at his own clothing leaving them in tattered rags on the floor before lining himself up with you. How he wished to have you willingly, how he wished that he could have you any other way but this. He took in a deep breath and spoke just as he thrust, sheathing himself in you completely.

“I love you (Y/N).” You screamed as he stretched you. You arched as your body shook, Cain was the only man could make you feel like this, make you feel so complete, no matter how many times you tried there was no other man like Cain. Cain’s spine arched upwards he leant over your body, his head resting in the crook of your neck as he slowly withdrew himself from you, to sharply thrust back into you. You moaned and sobbed as he hit that wonderful spot deep within your body no other man could reach. You buried your face in Cain long grey hair as he violently thrust into you as if this was the last time he would ever feel you like this.

Cain grunted and moaned against the skin of your neck, his teeth biting and tongue soothing as your teeth raked across his shoulder. Cain arched into you at the beautiful pain making him loose his grip on your wrists. Cain felt your move your hands and before he could restrain you again, he felt your wrap your arms around his neck, as you pushed your hands into his long grey hair, tugging it as your nails dug into his scalp.

Cain’s now free hand cupped your cheek as he finally looked at you with his steel grey eyes. His thrusts became less rushed and violent, the slowed but were no less powerful as he hit your G-spot with determined accuracy. He gasped and moaned and his other hand travelled across your body making you shiver with its gentle touches.

You arched up pressing yourself against the father of murder; Cain’s lips worshipped your skin, as he felt you grow tighter around him. He knew you were close he could hear the ecstasy-driven prayers flow from your lips, the begging for release, the pleas and the blasphemy, like a pray just for him. Cain slowly brought his lips to yours. His lip only just brushing yours, he needed you to kiss him; he needed to know what you needed him just as much as he needed you.

Your grasp tightened on Cian long grey hair as you pulled his lips down yours. He moaned against your lips as his tongue teased your bottom lip begging entrance with you gladly granted him. You moaned at the taste of him, it was clean and all too natural. You angled your lips against him deepening the kiss as Cain thrusts became erratic. You painfully pressed your lips to his, you both chased your orgasms, hoping to finish together rather than further apart.

Cain pressed his forehead against your and looked down into your ecstasy glazed (Y/E/C) eyes as he continued to violently thrust into you. Cain ghosted his chapped lips over yours before speaking those words he neglected for so long.

“I love you (Y/N).” you could see all the sincerity in the world as you looked up into his eyes, Cain wasn’t a man to mince words, or waste them, meaning that he knew what he was saying and why he was saying it. You pulled his face down into the crook of your neck and raised your hips from the bed allowing Cain to fuck you more deeply pushing you to the very edge, to where you were holding on my a single finger nail.

“I love you too Cain.” Your voice was a whimper, as you tightened painfully around him pulling you both over the edge into ecstasy. Cain continued to thrust into you as you slowly pulled your nails from his scalp and your teeth from his shoulder. You felt a few unshed tears fall from the corners of your eyes as you lay there beneath the former Knight of hell. His hands smoothed over your curves and hair trying to comfort you in some way, as you both lay there, your fingers drew patterns lazily across his back and shoulders and Cain sighed heavily against your neck.

“I’m so sorry (Y/N).” Cain couldn’t help feeling guilty for his initial actions, he knew you needed him as well, but he couldn’t help thinking there was definitely more of an organic way for you to show your feeling for him again besides pinning you to your own bed till you unwillingly admitted them. But he also felt guilt for all those years ago, for not saying those words, for not saying them so many times.

“I know Cain.” Cain slowly lifted his head from the curve of your neck and looked down at you. He leant down and placed a gentle kiss on your swollen lips. Cain slowly moved rolling onto his back and pulling you along with him to allow you to rest on his broad chest.

You both gave a heavy sigh as the only thing that hung between you was a comfortable silence. You felt like this could easily turn into an extended vacation, as you pressed your lips to Cain’s chest causing him to hum appreciatively before pulling you tighter against him allowing him to wrap both of his long across around you as he shifted onto his side. He smiled against his warm chest as you closed your eyes.

“I love you Cain.”

“I love you, too (Y/N).”

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A special ask just for Mod Ouma! S/O dealing with different Ouma dere types? (Tsundere Ouma, Himedere Ouma, Yandere Ouma, Kamidere Ouma??) Thank you so much! Love your work!

Anon, you know me WAY too well. Let this ask be my PRIDE AND JOY with AS MANY DERE TYPES AS I COULD POSSIBLY INCLUDE. Below the cut for long post!

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anonymous asked:

hi! i love your blog and was wondering if you could rec me some other blogs that post shadowhunters? i follow all the big blogs in the fandom like magnusizzy and daddarios etc. so was wondering if you could rec maybe some smaller ones? preferably ones that don't post too much discourse maybe? thanks! ilu and your blog <3

oh thank you, this is so nice <3

well, i don’t actually know how popular those blogs are cause i don’t really pay much attention to that fact (so i’m guessing some of them have more followers and others have a bit less but they’re all amazing)

so here are some of my favourite mutuals that i love so much <3
(i’m so sorry if i missed anyone, don’t be mad at me, i tried to include as many of you as possible)

@magnuslightswood @lightwoodclan @magnusandalexander @mrspotterblack05 @katisith @evak-malec @jacehvrondale @daemonya @malecisright @jacelghtwood @thirstyalec @patronusmagnus @isaaccock @magunsbane @pure-magnus @laurenkmyers @dimshums @lightwoody @softmagnusbane @softdaddario @fraywoodbane @alecsplushpillow @hoteldumorts @matthewbane @darling-magnus @morbidwarlock @flammenmeer @ffsmagnusbane @thelushfiles @harryshumjjr @magswoods @warlocksarcher @daddarioll @hrryshum @izzybabewoods @alexanderswarlock @alexanderbanes

and about discourse, i don’t see much of it on my dash so i usually trust my mutuals. however, you should try blacklist certain tags if you’re tired of negativity. it’s what i do and it’s definitely good for my mental health :)

ID #51303

Name: Jade
Age: 16
Country: Australia

Hey !! Im a 16 year old student that lives in Australia. I really am keen to send letters across the globe to people :) but social media is fine too !! Ive wanted to have a pen pal for a while , i plan to travel after i finish school so it would be aswesome to have some people in different countries i could possibly meet up with !! . My interests include sport, art and reading . And anime . Always anime . And sometimes sum hella dank memes 2. Okay but i really would like someone to just talk too , I currently dont have many friends at all , and ones that i tell my emotions too in that case .

I would love to send some cute pen pal letters out some day with some vegemite for you to try 😂 ( maybe ) . This isnt a great deal about me , but i tried i dont really know what to exaxtly write :((

Preferences: Any type of communication ( i think ) , 15-18 years