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[loreofyore]

Top 5 scenes from TWC 🥰(-wayhavenots)

Thanks for the ask! I seem to have forgotten every single scene though 😅 In no particular order,

Amelia and Adam's first kiss

Mason telling Amelia he couldn't cope with her

Dinner at Verda's house

Finally telling the detective about vampires

Escaping from Murphy

[sustainably-du-mortain]

For Jonah, Madeleine, and Côme! (I copied the questions but not the number 😭)

How would your OC respond to someone falling in love with them if they did not, or could not, reciprocate? Would they let them down gently and with kindness? Or would they sneer at them?

Does your OC enjoy holding hands? Or are they too awkward to do this in public? Or possible too clammy?

Is it usual for others to develop a crush on your OC? Are they usually oblivious to this? If not then how do they manage such things?

-wayhavenots

Thank you so much for the ask PD!!

22. How would your OC respond to someone falling in love with them if they did not, or could not, reciprocate? Would they let them down gently and with kindness? Or would they sneer at them?

Jonah

I think he's the only one that might do both, but it all depends on the person who fell in love. In most cases, he would try to gently reject the other person by telling them he's not interested. He's done it often enough that he actually has a small 'scripted' speech prepared in his head at all times. The times where he would sneer at the other person though, would be if he knew the person and knew they either had a bad reputation or that they had ill intentions. Last case would be, if the person came out as too full of themselves upon confessing. He very much does not appreciate that kind of behavior and would become snarky upon rejecting them.

Madeleine

Now Maddie? Maddie is profusely apologizing. She apologizes if she's been accidentally giving mixed signals. She's apologizing because she cannot reciprocate. By doing that she's often caused the other person to feel bad about confessing in the very first place. Overall, those kind of scenarios are usually very awkward for her, but she tries to soften the blow as much as she can. She's the kind of person to set up a nice dinner to reject someone and it being completely mistaken as reciprocation, making it very awkard when the rejection part comes on.

Côme

They are so bad at rejecting people. They try to be gentle, but they're too brutally honest for that. It often sounds like they're thowing shade at the other person, when they're just genuinely confused. It probably goes something like this: -*other person confessing* C: what? why? -*lengthy explanation* C: oh, what made you think I was interested? -*other person not knowing if their question is genuine, decides to explain anyways* C: yeah... no, you got it wrong, I'm not interested *walks away*

26. Does your OC enjoy holding hands? Or are they too awkward to do this in public? Or possible too clammy?

Jonah

He's got mixed feelings about pda, but holding hands is probably the gesture he's most comfortable with. Don't get me wrong, Jonah's clingy, but good luck catching him doing pda. The gestures are either so subtle it's not noticeable (that's what he thinks), or he's just not doing anything. However, holding hands, is the one thing you might catch him doing on the regular and he secretly loves it.

Madeleine

She loves it. It's her top 1 form of pda. She loves how it's such a small gesture, yet it can be very intimate. She loves having to get used to her partner's pace. How she can sense a very small change in her partner's mood just by the way they hold her hand. She also loves that it's a gesture not only meant for her partner but also for her friends. In brief, it's her thing and she adores holding her loved-ones hands.

Côme

They love it, but gosh are they bad at it. They adore holding onto the person they love, any way or another, but they're too distracted for it to last long. One minute they're holding their partner's hand, the other they're caught in a lenghty speech about X topic and their hands are flying everywhere. Or they're walking and see something cool and they're either dragging their partner or straight up letting go of their hands. So yeah, they love it but in reality it only happens in short glimpses of time.

34. Is it usual for others to develop a crush on your OC? Are they usually oblivious to this? If not then how do they manage such things?

Jonah

Oh, yeah it happens often. Not so much that he's got people falling at his feet, but it does happen regularly and he almost always knows. He's good at picking up clues from other people, plus he knows he's a good looking guy. So, trying to keep a crush secret from him is usually quite hard. He'll try to act as if he doesn't know as long as he can, or do the complete opposite if he's interested in the other person. Although he often wonders why people crush on him because apart from his good looks, he's got a resting bitch face and not the nicest personality towards strangers.

Madeleine

It's not an unusual thing, but it doesn't happen very regularly either. Mads catching on it though, is a very rare thing. She often needs someone else pointing it out for her to notice, but even then she'd rather not notice at all, because she acts really weird when she knows. She becomes a very blushy and panicky mess that it got mistaken for reciprocation way too many times to her liking. But it turned out to be a good thing a couple times when she happened to also be interested in the other person.

Côme

It's a very unusual thing for them and they often don't have any clue what's going on. The person may be throwing very obvious clues at them, they're so oblivious, the clues just glide over their head. This has led to many awkward situations and people thinking they're an ass because of how they reacted (see the answer for the previous question)

amorous asks

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have a good night!

day five of oc kiss week with lisa and rachel (@wayhavenots) ♥

[homeformyheart]

2021 summary of writing

this is cool reflection exercise, thanks @wayhavenots for the tag! since it’s pretty much the end of the year, i’m not sure who’s done this already. will tag a few mutuals but really, if you want to do it, please feel free to tag me!

@amlovelies; @risualto; @hunnybadgerv; @taliaferros;

January: simply be mine (twc) ft. adam du mortain x regina bishop; my 2nd twc fic ever and first one of the new year

February: desserts (twc) ft. felix hauville x harley bishop; this was the first fic in the #28dateswithunitbravo challenge hosted by @/wayhavenmonthly. i’m still super proud i was able to keep up with the entire month 💖

March: bucket list (twc) ft. all 6 of my pairings; this was inspired by some mutuals on our discord server. after all the february fluff, i wanted to write some angst 🤓

April: “cuddle me” (mind blind) ft. rosy kim x ivy park wiseman; i ignore canon for this pairing, and got to explore including aspects of my korean culture into this short piece about their married life 😊

May: permission (mind blind oc) ft. nick wiseman x nora mcconnell; i also ignore canon so i can put my oc in this universe and show how afraid she is to fall in love. this was a one-shot written for @wayhavenots and @anotherbeingsworld who tirelessly ship my beloved nora. (i’m still working on the full series, i promise!)

June: best vs. worst game (choices - my first two loves) ft. noah harris x mc; my choices inspiration had pretty much run dry by this point and i had several unfinished WIPs/ideas for my MTFL pairing, but when i got this request i felt like i could incorporate all my ideas into this one-shot and feel good about letting go of my WIPs 🥰

July: nightmares (choices - the elementalists) ft. beckett harrison x mc; this was the only fic i posted all month and it was a request. after july, my writing went downhill due to irl events 🤷‍♀️

August: sign here (mind blind) ft. rosy kim x ivy park - 18+; first MB smut fic and it happened to be the only thing i was able to finish this month

September: no feelings (twc) ft. mason x ria knight; i decided to just end a WIP i was holding on to that was 90% finished because i couldn’t decide on the resolution. i’m still happy with this as is though, even if the ending is open-ended.

October: 😭 had some writer’s block combined with a hectic project

November: i spent most of this month attempting to use nanowrimo to write more of my nick x nora series, but ended up stopping halfway through because work got super busy

December: my project never lightened up so here we are 🎊🎉

[narrativefoiltrope]

for the oc pairing game, I submit my TWC detective Dove Shepherd: kind of straddles the line between charming and obnoxious, quite confident and flirty, a little bit oblivious to other people's emotions unless they're direct with her -wayhavenots :)

put a description of your oc in my inbox and i’ll tell you which of my ocs would date them

ooo i think she'd get along really well with my speaker, calliope. they sound pretty similar! calliope is a relentless optimist in order to not deal with how she feels or any possible negative consequences, also gregarious and flirty. they might never get together officially lmao between dove's obliviousness and calliope's acceptance of whatever circumstances (or relationship) she gets, but they'd have fun :)

[loreofyore]

📻 for Amelia please! 🥰 -wayhavenots

From this ask game

Family Tree (Intro) by Ethel Cain.

Jesus can always reject his father But he cannot escape his mother's blood He'll scream and try to wash it off of his fingers But he'll never escape what he's made up of

This screams Amelia and Rebecca to me, the way that Amelia has distanced herself as much as possible but can't escape the fact that Rebecca is her mother at the end of the day.

Thanks for the ask, lovely!

[homeformyheart]

Jen, my soul requires physical affection prompt #14 play wrestling, Adam and baby du Mortains (or!!! whoever you want!!! this is just the thought that popped in my head) ❤️ (-@wayhavenots)

thank you for requesting this one! It’s a little cute baby du mortain fluff but I couldn’t help but get a little angsty at the end. I haven’t written Adina in a while, so thank you!

author’s note: thank you for the request @wayhavenots. this takes place in the same universe as cottage by the sea and bucket list. it does have a bittersweet ending, so you have been warned and i hope you enjoy! copyright: all characters, except my oc detective, are owned by mishka jenkins @seraphinitegames. series/pairing: the wayhaven chronicles – adam du mortain x f!detective (regina bishop) rating/warnings: 14+; fluff and angst based on/prompt: physical affection prompts // 14. play wrestling word count: ~900 summary: adam reminisces on the times he used to play wrestle with his children.

“papa, i got you!”

regina looked up from where she was playing with philip on the porch to see jacques latching himself on to adam’s leg, his five-year-old sister mimicking the motion on adam’s other leg.

adam smiled and gave her a wink before pretending to stumble backward until he was laying on his back. the children climbed on top of him, doing their best to “pin” his arms down.

“yes, you ‘got’ me. when did you get so strong?”

cecilia grinned, a large gap showing where her two front teeth should be. “me too, papa?”

“yes, you too, my darling,” adam said, curling his arm around her. she squealed and kicked her feet, trying to break out of adam’s grip.

jacques scrambled to sit on top of his father’s abdomen, raising his arms to flex. regina chuckled, knowing full well no one could ever hope to match adam’s strength.

“i’m going to be big and strong like you when i grow up, papa!”

adam chuckled. “but don’t grow up too fast, my son.”

he knew moments like this were fleeting, not just as a parent but because of his nature. he glanced over at regina, currently rocking philip to sleep in her arms as she paced the length of the porch. he knew, with a heaviness in his heart that in the blink of an eye, his entire world would disappear from the earth.

and there was nothing he could do about it.

even if he kept his eyes open for eternity.

instead, he turned back to his children, determined to focus on what he could do. which was to fill his heart with as many memories and happy moments as possible. and hope that when the time came, it would be enough to keep him warm.

many, many decades later

adam smiled up at his great-great grandchild, who was sitting on his chest and holding his face between their tiny hands.

he took note of how the mid-afternoon sun seemed to hit the golden highlights of their sandy-brown hair, softening the bright blue of their eyes that reminded him of his wife’s.

“pappy, will i be as big as you when i grow up?”

“if you work hard, jackie, you can be whatever you want to be,” he said, chuckling inwardly at the feeling of déjà vu.

over a lifetime ago he said something similar to a child once. if his memory served him right, it was at the wayhaven police station; the pathologist’s child. regina had found it hilarious at the time but later admitted she thought it was adorable.

“do you have to go already, pappy?” jackie pleaded as adam carefully stood up, giving them a tender kiss on the forehead before handing them to their parents.

“yes, i have to go see your great-nana. but i’ll come visit next week, alright?”

“okay, i love you pappy!”

adam paused at the gate to look back at his children (because no matter how many generations passed, they were all his children) waving at him. he gave a small wave back, trying not to dwell on how his heart felt both full and heavy as he made his way over to the cemetery on the other side of town, picking up a small bouquet of regina’s favorite flowers on the way.

each step he took on the cobblestone walkway was a slow and deliberate exercise in leaving his grief, however temporary, at the gate. he didn’t want to be overcome with sadness when he visited with her, because she deserved to know how many lives she touched and how much good her own life did, even generations later.

with every step forward he tried to think back only on the most joyful moments from the life they shared. and stories that would make her smile and laugh, even if it was at his expense.

he visualized the wall around his heart falling away, piece by piece, as he got closer to her grave until he felt completely exposed. he wanted to lay himself bare before her – a penance, perhaps, for holding so much back from her while they were together.

even at his best and most honest, he had still hidden away some of his most prominent fears – perhaps, because they all revolved around her. he also never mustered the courage to tell her how much he wanted to take back his word that he would respect her decision.

because he wanted her to stay.

to turn.

to choose forever in the truest sense of the word.

“you should’ve seen them,” he murmured, eyes shining with pride but glimmering with tears. “they’re so big now and curious. stubbornly so, like you.”

he knelt down on one knee to brush away the dirt on the inscription and clear away the weeds, frowning as he realized it had been a while since he last visited.

“i wish you were here, my love. i miss you.”

he placed the bouquet in front of her headstone, removing the withered one from his last visit before standing back up.

he had long since stopped promising to visit again soon, having broken those promises many times over when it was too difficult for him to face that she was gone forever.

at least while he was busy with work, he could distract himself and let the time pass him by. but he was trying to visit with his children more often, and there were some parts of his reality he couldn’t ignore anymore. so he needed to find a different way to cope.

as he walked out of the cemetery, he let the wall around his heart rebuild itself, brick by brick. hopefully, the wall would last until next time.

from these physical affection prompts (always accepting)

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[homeformyheart]

Hi I already love Nora with my entire heart and am requesting from dialogue prompts:

#19 “I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me”

- ❤️ PD

from these dialogue prompts (always accepting)

ahhh thank you PD for indulging me <3

author’s note: thank you so much @wayhavenots for requesting this and for indulging my Nick x Nora headcanons. More of the backstory and context will be written up in a separate fic, so this fic takes place about six months of these two agreeing to give each other a real chance. I hope you all enjoy! *fyi, Nora is Nick’s LI in all of my MB universes, and Nick’s features will vary based on that, so feel free to self-insert or use one of my Nicks’ below :)

copyright: all characters, except the oc and oc button, are owned by jo o’connor @mindblindbard. series/pairing: mind blind – nick wiseman x f!oc (nora mcconnell) rating/warnings: 14+; swearing, minor angst, fluff based on/prompt: dialogue prompts // 19. “I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me.” (in bold) word count: 1.7k summary: six months into their relationship, nora freaks out when she finds out nick is falling in love with her.

permission

nick’s hand brushed nora’s as they walked side-by-side toward his house. he held his fingers near hers and looked at her imploringly, making sure that she knew he was giving her permission while giving her the space to set boundaries.

nora smiled and closed the gap between their hands, intertwining her fingers with his and inching closer. the instant their hands were flush, a simmering warmth bloomed from their joined fingers up her arm and passed through her chest.

happiness. joy. peace.

even below the surface.

she was getting better at recognizing and reading the emotions of others without skin contact. eight months working for unity gave her the opportunity to hone her skills and she could read surface-level emotions from up to two feet away and read deeper, repressed emotions with prolonged touching. she was reluctant at first, but rosy and adsila had demanded insisted that she be trained properly lest it distract her on the job.

throwing open the floodgates to all the emotions around her had been excruciatingly overwhelming. nick had ended up being a supportive presence throughout it all, helping her learn how to narrow her focus and practice differentiating between her emotions and his. they set boundaries, but he offered to be a lifeboat whenever she felt like she was drowning.

it still took her a long time to be convinced that he wanted something serious with her – that his playboy days were over.

he yanked her gently out of her reverie by pulling her close, his other hand coming up to her waist to hold her against him.

“what are you doing?” she asked, a laugh escaping her as she brought a hand to his chest and looked up at him.

“i’m just happy,” he said, his eyes sparkling with sincerity. “permission to kiss you?”

she nodded and nick leaned in to capture her lips with his.

nora didn’t think she’d ever get tired of the way nick kissed. each time was unique – sometimes soft and featherlight that made her want to chase, and other times so deep and consuming that she wanted to drown.

and these were perfectly in-between. his soft lips pressed lightly against hers in rapid succession, the pressure deepening incrementally once she matched his tempo in return. she started to smile into the kiss as she felt his hand tighten at her waist.

after a few moments, nick pulled back slightly to rest his forehead against hers. she could feel his emotions pulsing under her hands, a warm leggero of affection, happiness, and lo—no. not that.

anything but that.

panic started rising in her throat and she clenched her fingers where they rested on his chest, scrunching the fabric of his shirt. she needed to stop him from saying it anytime soon. it shouldn’t come as a surprise, but she had gotten comfortable with the idea that he’d never fall in love with her.

love came in a package deal with hurt and she refused to subscribe.

she didn’t need her powers to recognize that she was starting to spiral inwardly. but then she noticed that nick hadn’t moved or said anything.

maybe she was in the clear. she started to let out the breath she was holding, relief beginning to settle into her lungs.

“i think i’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me,” nick said quietly.

her body froze, the breath in her lungs trapping the relief that had started to seep in before, holding it hostage against her ribcage. she didn’t know how to process what he just said so she pulled her head back to look at him.

nora blinked rapidly to keep the tears in her eyes at bay. “i can’t—i mean, we can’t—”

“hey, hey, hey, it’s okay,” nick murmured, trying to pull her back into his arms. “i’m not expecting you to say you feel the same.”

she took a deep breath and forced herself to look up at him, pushing his arms away from her. the goosebumps on her arms punctuated how much she already missed his warmth. his eyes swirled with hurt, and she could feel his confusion.

“no, you don’t understand, nick. you can’t fall in love with me. i’m not—” she bit her lip. “i’m not someone who can love you the way you deserve. i’m sorry.”

nora turned and walked away as briskly as she could, wiping away the stray tears that slipped down her face. she headed toward the nearest metro station, digging around in her purse for her card. her fingers brushed against the off-brand kirby trinket hanging off her keychain and she pulled it out to look at it.

the features on the trinket did not look anything like the famous video game character. its eyes were too far apart, and its smile was definitely creepy. but nick found it hilarious and insisted on pretending it was kirby, attaching it to her keychain and checking for weeks afterward to make sure she kept it.

it was from one of their first dates and possibly, her favorite – he absolutely surprised her by not taking her to some fancy restaurant. and when she tried to call him out for the lack of originality in a navy pier date (since anyone who’s grown up in and lived in chicago for some time has been to navy pier at least a half dozen times), he simply responded that he wanted to show her more of who he was outside of being a ment and ucrt’s leader.

it was the most fun she’d had in a long time – and seeing nick genuinely enjoy himself brought out a side to her that she had long forgotten about. the side of her that wanted to let loose and be child-like for once. it helped that his ment abilities were useless against rigged carnival games – the great equalizer, she had teased him at the time as he tried (and failed) to win her a big prize.

off-brand kirby was the consolation prize and a perfect reminder of that night.

nick made her want to bring down her carefully and rigidly designed walls that she clung to after her dad abandoned her family. she had grown too comfortable behind the walls – they protected her time and again from getting hurt. after all, if she didn’t let anyone in, then they couldn’t leave her behind.

but she didn’t consider the fact that nick willingly let her in, and she may have just done more damage to him than he deserved by leaving things the way she did.

she clutched the keychain in her hand and walked right back to his house. she knew that he’d see her coming, but she still hoped that he’d answer the door. she steeled her nerves and knocked with three, quick raps on the door, nearly tapping nick’s chest as the door swung open after her third knock.

“what do you want?” nora cringed at the harsh tone of nick’s voice.

“you don’t have to forgive me. but you deserve an explanation,” she replied, fiddling with the keychain.

nick just stared at her for what felt like minutes, eyes darting to the keychain in her hands and back up to her face. nora wondered if she should just walk away. maybe it was too late to explain. after a few awkward moments, he turned and walked back toward the living room, leaving the door open.

nora took a deep breath and followed him, closing the door behind her and joining him on the opposite end of the couch.

“please know that the way i reacted didn’t have anything to do with you. i have a lot of baggage and you deserve to be with someone who doesn’t scare you. someone who is worth it in the end.”

“you don’t scare me, nora,” nick said quietly.

“but you said being in love with me scares you?”

“i’ve never been in love before. and i’m scared you’ll decide one day you need someone more mature or interesting or—” he took a deep breath. “i’m just so goddamn happy with you that i don’t want to lose that.”

the distance between them felt stifling. nora couldn’t read him beyond surface-level from this distance but it didn’t matter, the hurt and longing in his eyes said everything. she wanted to reach out to him so badly that her chest ached. but his arms remained folded over his chest, a visible signal that she needed to stay where she was.

he wasn’t giving her permission to come closer.

tears welled in nora’s eyes. “i’m terrified of losing you, nick. you run headfirst into dangerous situations and have this—this self-sacrificing nature that might get you killed one day. and then you’d be another person who’s left me behind.”

her voice dropped to a whisper as she stood up to leave. “i can’t go through that again. i’m sorry.”

nick finally looked up and made eye contact with her as he stood from the couch. “i won’t leave you and i’ll be more careful, i promise. i don’t want to lose you.”

he held out his arms toward her, eyes vulnerable and open. “permission to fall in love with you, nori?”

she almost chuckled at the nickname, reminiscent of a date night where they dissolved into giggles while attempting to make sushi. her heart leapt toward him before her body could react, but she followed the instinct and moved into his arms. she nodded against his forehead resting on hers, his arms wrapping around her lower back.

“only if you give me permission too, nicky,” she said softly, daring herself to look into his eyes.

she can tell he’s trying hard to be serious and not break out into an ear-to-ear grin, but a smile escaped him anyway. “yes, please.”

from these dialogue prompts (always accepting)

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