the red curtain

Want (Snowbaz)

{takes place over Christmas at Baz’s, after the kiss and before the humdrum appears; probably not canon compliant}

I wake up with the bed empty next to me. I’d given up sleeping on the couch after Baz and I well, kissed. I haven’t really let myself think about it, but I know I want to keep doing this, whatever this is. I roll over, pushing the sheets off my legs and look around.

The fire in the hearth is just embers, glowing softly. Heavy red curtains block the light that threatens to shine through the windows. I stretch and push myself up, yawning as I try to wake myself up.

“Baz?” I call softly.

There’s no answer so I get up and pad barefoot down the stairs. The house is silent, a quiet morning fog. I pause at the bottom of the stairs and listen again.

“Baz?” I say, a little louder.

I hear distant sounds, someone moving around, and follow the noises to the kitchen. Baz is there, his hair tied up in a messy knot. I pause in the doorway, leaning against the frame to watch him. Baz looks focused as he watches a pan on the stove, his eyebrows furrowed. My stomach growls at the smell of food frying and he turns.

“Simon,” he says. “Of course you wake up for food.”

I roll my eyes, unsure of what I can and can’t do around him. Unsure of what I want to do.

He scrapes eggs and bacon from the pan onto a plate and hands it to me. I stare at it a moment and walk to the counter, sliding onto a stool. Baz joins me on the other side and just watches as I eat. I clear my throat.

“You know you can eat around me right? I know you’re a vampire.”

“Right.” A small smile curves on his lips. I slide the plate closer to him and watch as he picks up a piece of bacon and puts it into his mouth.

“So do you have to drink blood like every day?” I ask, unable to stop myself. He rolls his eyes but the smile still on his face tells me he’s not really annoyed.

“I’m most comfortable if I feed every day, but I can last about a week if I need to,” he explains.

“Well you can feed if you want,” I say, “I don’t mind.”

His smile grows and he looks down. I love making him smile. So much more than antagonizing him.

“Maybe later,” he replies, “We have things to do.”

I tilt my head. “What things?”

“Christmas shopping,” he says. At my obvious look of surprise he huffs a laugh.

“What do you think i do all day? Sit up in my room plotting?”

I shrug and blush, turning back to the eggs on my plate. Baz grabs another piece of bacon and pushes himself off the counter.

“I need to get presents for my siblings, so I figured you could just tag along. Unless you want to stay here all day by yourself.”

I shudder and stand up. “Let’s go Christmas shopping.”

Baz drives us into town and parks near a small street of shops. The area is crowded with people doing last minute shopping, bustling and loud. I’m content to just pull my jacket tight around me and follow Baz. I’ve never seen this side of him: carefully choosing gifts for his family, focused on his task. While he looks, I browse the shops, just looking around. I find an interesting book to give to Penny and a Dr. Who mug for Agatha. Baz comes to find me, a bag in hand and motions to the door so I follow him out. It’s gotten even more crowded as the day gets later and I start to lose him among the throng of people. Panicked about being left behind I grab for his arm. My hand slides down past his elbow and I end up grabbing his hand instead. As soon as I realize, I let go, but I’ve gotten Baz’s attention so he stops and lets me catch up.

He looks at me for a moment, an odd glint in his eyes before he seems to make a decision. He holds out his hand to me and I stare at his long, pale fingers before sliding my hand into his, a blush blooming on my face as I try not to smile. Baz grips my hand hard, keeping me with him as we walk down the street. We stop at a bakery and get some pastries and coffee for lunch (though I eat most of it), talking and laughing the whole time. I really like this new side of Baz. He’s witty and sarcastic but his eyes shine and his small smile makes fire blossom in my stomach.

When we leave the cafe he offers his hand again and I hold it without any hesitation. We get to the car and he unlocks it, sliding into the driver’s side. I open my door and get in, watching him as he moves his bags to the backseat.

“I want this.” I say, my thoughts escaping my mouth.

He pauses and looks at me. His face unreadable as he stares into my eyes.

“I want this, Baz.” I say, gesturing between us.

He stares a moment longer before closing the gap between us, his lips meeting mine. This kiss is different than the fire and heat of last night. It’s gentle and hesitant and sweet. My hand comes up to his cheek and I kiss him back.

He pulls away slowly, face flushed slightly, and starts the car. As we pull out of the lot, he holds his hand out to me, glancing at me with a smile. I smile back, threading my fingers through his. We hold hands all the way home.

Jerome Valeska x Female Reader- World of Mirrors (Rated M Smut)

Alright I’ve pushed my boundaries here! This is pretty intense and wrong for me XD

Based on an idea @jokesterwrites gave me about the Reader in the room of mirrors with Jerome. Please read the warnings!

Warnings- THIS IS SO SMUTTY AND WRONG! Gun/death threat, Gun play, gun sex play, forceful sex, penetration, anal, I WARNED YOU!

Originally posted by tragicmentality

Originally posted by veromejaleska


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Twin Peaks and Life is Strange

For Life is Strange fans who know Twin Peaks, it should be no surprise at all that the game was heavily inspired by it and features a lot of references! Here a list of all of those references I could find!

• The plot of Twin Peaks also takes place in the Pacific Northwest and is centered around the mysterious disappearance of Laura Palmer, a well liked teenage girl, which mirrors Rachel Amber, prior to the series start.
• Both Rachel and Laura led double lives that even their closest friends didn’t know about. They even share the same birthdate, July 22nd.
• Both Life is Strange and Twin Peaks work with the “quiet town with secrets” trope.
•  Both Life is Strange and Twin Peaks revolve around the fact that a well-loved man in the community commits horrendous murders.
• The “Dark Room” where Rachel was taken, as well as the red curtains Max crosses when entering the Vortex Club party, are references to the Black Lodge from Twin Peaks.
• The implication that Jefferson is shifting his attention to Victoria, who wins the Everyday Heroes photo contest, is similar to how the Twin Peaks villain kidnapped the winner of the Miss Twin Peaks pageant, which is in any case a parallel to the Everyday Heroes Photo Contest.
• In the Dark Room, a letter to Sean Prescott addressing Nathan’s mental heath is signed by a Dr. Jacoby which is the name of a psychiatrist in Twin Peaks.
• Mark Jefferson states that his orchestration of the Dark Room crimes stems from an obsession to capture the loss of innocence and youth. BOB and the other spirits of the Black Lodge in Twin Peaks feed on ‘garmonbozia’, a physical representation of pain and suffering, which they must torment people to create.
• In the bathroom in the Two Whales, 'fire walk with me’ is written, an obvious reference to the movie Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me, the prequel to the original series.
• The white horse in Twin Peaks which is featured in scenes with Laura Palmer is a mirror of the doe that appears in reference to Rachel Amber.
• Chloe’s car license place is TWNPKS (Twin Peaks).
• If Max tells David about Chloe’s murder in episode five, he shoots and kills Jefferson. Twin Peaks has a similar situation with Leland Palmer smothering Jacques Renault, whom he thought responsible of his daughter’s murder.
• In the nightmare sequence before the final decision, there are two very Black Lodge-esque moments: The presence of Doppelgangers of Max’s friends and acquaintances which torture her psychologically, and a throwback to the academy hallway at the start of episode one where all the dialogue and hovertext is backwards.
• Nathan Prescott’s character might be inspired by Bobby. Frank Bowers’ character by James.
• Kate Marsh’s last name might be a reference to Twin Peaks character Evelyn Marsh.
• Samuel Taylor’s character may be an analog to the character of the Log Lady in Twin Peaks. Similarly to the Log Lady, Samuel is seen as a strange, creepy or quirky character and has a seemingly supernatural connection to the town with an uncanny insight into its mysteries.

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Requested by anon <3
Prompt:  hey! i just got cast as penny in a local production of hairspray! im so excited omg im gonna die. do you think i could have something with like a broadway famous!reader and jacksepticeye? like maybe she vlogs backstage stuff so they’re both at vidcon. love you!!!!!
A/N: WOOO! you go girl!!! hairspray is one of my favorite musicals!!!!!!!! slay the stage love you lots honey xx

 MASTERLIST KO-FI.

Your fingers tattered as you tried to shake off the growing nerves and the hot air that clung to your skin. Releasing a ragged breath you took a quick step forward and peeked through the heavy red curtain. Loud chatter and an endless number of blurred faces greeted you and instinctively you released a silent ‘Eep!’ and back off. Behind you the backstage was brewing with life – the director was yelling out last orders, a couple of touch-ups on the sets were done by the crew, other actors shimmering about and practicing their lines. Technically, guests were allowed here. It’s a good thing Sean didn’t really care.

By the exit sign came a hiss that through this chaos only you seemed to catch. Tilting your head to the side you noted a familiar outline of a friend and a grin bloomed on your face. Hurriedly, your heels clicked as you paced to him, your arms opening to engulf him into a tight hug. He met you half way, pulling you into the shade as if afraid of getting noticed and kicked out too soon. You parted only when the proximity became too much to handle, the tips of your ears flaming a hot red once you met those beautiful blue eyes that twinkled with mischief.  

“Nervous?” he asked with a loopy grin.

“More excited, really, but that too.”

It all happened so fast that you had hardly any time to process it – one moment his hand was hugging your waist and the next it rested on the side of your neck, his thumb caressing your cheek as he moved in for a quick peck on the lips. When he pulled away you were still holding your breath, “For good luck…” He said, briefly glancing away to watch the ruckus behind you, “Break a leg out there…Or, don’t. I mean…that’s what you say to… you know-“

“Yeah.” You replied, breathless. He gave you one more dazzling grin before pulling away. A thumbs up. Sean rushed out the door. You stood there listening to your heart hammer until someone called your name and finally made you snap out of it.

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