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The autistic urge to sort your sour skittles, and save the ones you don’t like cause they are your best friends favorite! 🥰
#sour skittles#safe food#autism safe food#favourite food#autism#autism spectrum disorder#the autistic urge#Fangs fave snack#snack time#for the bestie
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Faves Reacting to Top Surgery Scars
order: Douma, Rengoku Kyojuro, Hajime Iwaizumi, Yuu Nishinoya
Douma
First time he sees them, he’s honored you trusted him with this.
If you’re insecure about them, he’ll kiss them or trace them, depending on what you want at the moment.
At some point he’ll make a joke of you not wanting him to touch your breasts. Might make a breastfeeding joke.
If one of the girls from his cult refers to you as girly in any form, she won’t be seen again. It might have confused the other girls, but he reassured them.
He might enjoy running his tongue across the scars. Eating people isn’t limited to drinking blood and eating flesh. Maybe he likes the taste of your skin.
Might occasionally trace them with his fangs. Might nibble too. He doesn’t wanna bite them in case the scars look weird together.
Overall tries not to talk about them often. He won’t draw attention to them if you don’t like them.
Rengoku Kyojuro
This makes you no less of a man in his eyes!
He probably doesn’t pay too much attention to them. If he sees them, it’ll make him remember, but he won’t do much about it.
If they make you feel bad, he’ll gently squeeze your hips and tell you he barely notices them.
I feel like he likes to hold you while cuddling, but he’ll lay his head in your chest to hear your heartbeat sometimes. The surgery helps him be able to be more comfy.
This might make him admire you more. You went through having boobs as a man? You must have strong power to not feel horrible all of the time.
He’ll always protect you and tell people you’re a man. He won’t let anyone upset you if he’s around.
Hajime Iwaizumi
Genuinely surprised. As smart as he is, he probably thought you were cis, even if you told him.
Thinks they’re cool, that they tell a story. Reassures you they don’t look bad.
Holds your hand and tells you everything he loves about you whenever you feel bad. The scars make it to the list. He always goes from head to toe.
He’d be embarrassed if anyone found out, but he loves laying on you. His head on your chest or shoulder, an arm thrown around you. The fact you got top surgery makes it easier.
Never makes jokes about your transition. He thinks it’s a deeply emotional topic you might cry about. If he has questions he’s asking as sweetly as he can.
If you’re uncomfortable being shirtless or wearing something revealing, he’s immediately giving you his shirt. His boyfriend in his shirt and he can show off his muscles. 💪
Yuu Nishinoya
Probably described them as badass at one point. He has the spirit.
Doesn’t draw attention to them if you’re sad. He tries to cheer you up in a regular way, he doesn’t know if talking about them would make you feel worse.
If you ever want to wear his shirts, he’ll give them to you without asking any questions. It could be for any reason at all, and he hands them over.
Loves giving you candies and snacks, wrapping you in a blanket for cuddles. Pulls you next to him and nuzzles against you.
If you’re shirtless and just lounging, you can find him staring. He’ll own up to it of course; ‘You look handsome, of course I was looking!’ He gets a little mesmerized.
Tell him you’re ugly. He perks up so fast to argue with you. He thinks you have the looks of a god, and you could be a model.
Probably texts you every morning like ‘Good morning handsome’ or ‘How’s my wonderful boyfriend doing’.
#douma x reader#rengoku x reader#iwaizumi x reader#nishinoya x reader#douma#rengoku#nishinoya#iwaizumi#ftm reader#male reader
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✨ New Fandom Game ✨ created by the iconic @blakbonnet ((your brain is huge and sexy babe)). I was tagged by @gentlebeardsbarngrill, @snake-snack-stede, and @stedesearring to partake! Thank you, darlings <3
Go into the gif search function and post the first relevant gif you see (not the first one that fits, just the first one that is actually from the show)
- type your fave pairing plus your favorite moment of them (gentlebeard mermaid reunion)
((oOOOAGGHGH AND IT GAVE THE FUCKING FACE TOUCH? BYE <3))
- type your favorite character's name and their best quality (ed + gentleness)
((the gif function is trying to Take Me Out with all of this, CLEARLY))
- type your favorite side character's name and the first adjective that comes to mind when you think of them (fang + sweet)
((oh hello, me))
- type your all time favorite moment from the show (gentlebeard beach kiss)
((and yes, THAT beach kiss in particular because the double 'i love you' rewired the entirety of my brain))
- type your second favorite character's name along with a personality trait of theirs (stede + bitch HDKFKDK)
((ah yes good thank you, tungle: the bitchy smile of All Time))
I tag @darkinerry, @gentlebeard, @bizarrelittlemew, @xoxoemynn, @stedebonnets, @merryfinches, @piratecaptainscaptainpirates, and whoever else would like to give it a try! <3
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☆ the greatest temptation ☆
Papa Emeritus IV x GN Reader || 🔞
summary: ”I know that one day I’ll have you and take a taste of that sweet wine flowing in your veins.”
content: 2.9k words, mystery (kind of), drama, fantasy, romance, suggestive stuff
♡♡ part 1 ♡♡ part 2 ♡♡ part 3 ♡♡ part 4 ♡♡
Oh, I had sooooo much fun while writing this part. 😁 The whole story feels so slow burn even though things are progressing all the time. And this isn't even that long yet. But anyway, this is another fave part of mine, hope you enjoy this!
It was already past 10 pm as you were walking home. You had had to stay longer at work due to Olivia being sick and there had been no other employee available. The cold air was pinching your cheeks and you tried to move your scarf up to cover your face more as you kept a fast pace, wanting to get home as soon as possible. You had decided to take a shorter route, though during this time it might not be the best option.
There were some people sitting on the streets with ragged and dirty clothes. They didn’t pay attention to you when you walked past them but your heart stung a bit as you thought how they probably lived on the outside. Being homeless didn’t necessarily mean that they were criminals but you still couldn’t shake the small feeling of uneasiness as you reached a point where the streetlights were broken.
Then someone grabbed you and pushed you around the nearest corner, pinning you against the wall and covering your mouth. With panic rising inside you, you tried to break free but the man was way too strong and then you saw him flashing the fangs to you.
”Oh, such a pretty snack walking here…” he spoke darkly, eyes glowing red as leaned closer. You swallowed, staring at the man, fear settling into you. You had no way out as your strength couldn’t match with the vampire’s so all you could do was to try stay calm.
”Wait… Do I know you?” the vampire asked, slowly moving his hand away from your mouth and you drew in a deep breath.
”No,” you answered.
The vampire tilted his head, the corner of his mouth turning up.
”I can swear I’ve seen you before,” he spoke, now running his forefinger along the side of your face, the sharp nail scraping your skin. ”Oh, yes, Hunter’s Moon. You were with one of the Emeritus brothers.”
You didn’t say anything, just stared at the vampire with gritted teeth. He licked his lips, his hand wrapping around your neck, the look in his eyes turning predatory.
”Hmm, would be nice to see what he does if I took a taste of his pet.”
”I wouldn’t try that,” another voice came from the right and you turned your head as much as you could to see Copia’s brother, Terzo leaning against the wall. You let out a breath you had been holding for a while, the fear now subsiding.
The other vampire hissed at Terzo and you knew it was a mistake. Everything happened so fast that you couldn’t even register it all but you were freed and Terzo and the other vampire disappeared into the darkness. You smoothed out your clothes, sighing, and were ready to head back home and just forget what happened.
”You’re not walking alone now,” you heard Terzo’s voice soon from behind you and turned around. He looked you up and down, slight line of worry on his forehead. ”You alright?”
”Yes, I just want to go home,” you sighed, feeling the exhaustion in your bones. ”Thank you by the way.”
Terzo stepped closer to you, a small smile passing his lips as he placed his hand on your shoulder.
”Hey, that was pretty close,” he stated quietly. ”I was lucky to caught your scent. Why did you even walk here?”
”I was taking a shortcut to home. Workshift was longer than usual and… well, you know,” you explained, giving a small wave of hand. Terzo nodded, his eyes closely studying you.
”You’re obviosly tired. Maybe it’s best if you crash at Hunter’s Moon tonight.”
A thought of a warm, soft bed was so tempting that you didn’t even bother to decline the offer. With a tired smile, you nodded and Terzo slid his arm around your shoulders and you leaned against him.
”Let’s go, then.”
You had barely woken up when someone rushed into the room and closed you in a tight embrace. When your tried mind realized it was Copia, you melted into it, burying your head into the crook of his neck, letting his familiar scent ground you.
”Oh, tesoro, I’m so sorry,” Copia spoke quietly. ”I should have been there to protect you.”
You shook your head, mumbling the next words against Copia’s skin.
”I’m okay.”
Copia pulled away, craddling then your face, his eyes full of worry and relief, too. You offered him a smile, placing your hand on his chest.
”It’s not your oblication to protect me. You can’t do that always. It was my mistake to choose that path.”
Copia’s expression changed pained and you knew he was not letting this matter go so easily.
”I would have never forgiven myself if you had been bitten.”
You patted his chest gently, cupping the side of his face with your other hand.
”Terzo was there and nothing happened. I would have kicked the vampire in the nuts but I suppose it wouldn’t have done much.”
Your attempt at trying to lighten the mood was almost successful as the smile was tucking at Copia’s lips even though he seemed to fight it.
”That I would have wanted to see,” Copia stated, caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. ”Though you probably would have only pissed him off by that.”
You grinned at Copia before leaning in to press a light kiss right on the corner of his mouth. You still hadn’t have time to properly go through the whole incident of the previous night so you didn’t know how to take it. Downplaying it wasn’t good but you were there, safe and still very much alive.
Copia captured your lips in a kiss, all sweet and slow, and you hummed into it happily. It deepened soon, Copia’s other hand sliding to the back of your neck while the other traveled down to your hip, pressing you against him. A small moan of yours was drowned into the kiss, your arms snaking around Copia’s middle as you slipped your tongue past his lips, the desire for more growing in your body.
When you swiped your tongue over where Copia’s fangs would be, he drew in a breath through his nose and a low growl left at the back of his throat, the sound of it sending shivers running through you. It would be so easy to just let go and let the desire drown you, let your bodies get tangled while exploring one another. Every cell in your body wanted that, to have him as close to you as possible.
Your hands went to the hem of Copia’s shirt and started pulling it up but then Copia moved his hands, stopping you as he broke the kiss. You let out a dissatisfied huff and Copia chuckled before his expression changed serious.
”Now’s not the right time for more,” he said, placing a kiss on your forehead as a compensation. ”I want you so much, in so many ways but I’m afraid I can’t control myself.”
Copia wasn’t lying, you could see it in his eyes – the fear tearing him, the sight causing your heart to make an unpleasant move behind your sternum. He didn’t like the idea of hurting you, no matter how many times you had told him it would be okay.
”I trust you,” you said, now again placing your hand on his chest. Copia gave you a half-smile.
”I know. You’ve always been so trusting,” he said softly, his hand settling under your chin. ”But the more time I’ve spent with you, I’ve realized how hard it has gotten for me to keep control. I thought I could fight against that primary instinct but you’re not making it easy.”
You tilted your head, a crooked grin finding its way on to your lips.
”I think I can feel that.”
Something predatory flashed in Copia’s eyes as he leaned closer, his lips almost touching yours. Warmth pooled in your lower body, your heart jolting and it felt like a timebomb was ticking beside you. Copia was that bomb, ready to explode when the timer would reach zero. Whenever you two had spent time together, it had been so easy to just forget what lied beneath Copia’s gentle exterior. He had been holding back all the time so no wonder all the tension was building up.
”You’ve been one of my greatest temptations so far,” Copia said, voice getting a bit rough as he continued after leaning closer to your ear. ”And I know that one day I’ll have you and take a taste of that sweet wine flowing in your veins.”
Suddenly you started to feel dizzy and if Copia wouldn’t have been there to catch you would have dropped to the floor. You swallowed, breaths coming out short after, mind filling with fog and your eyes fluttered closed. Copia hissed quietly in your ear and then you felt his lips on your neck, peppering light kisses on the skin. You gripped Copia’s arms tightly, heard your heartbeat ringing in your ears.
You would have let him take you, drink your blood right then. Pain or no pain, you would take it without hesitation.
”Il mio preriozo,” Copia whispered, the sound of his voice making you shiver. You breathed sharply, your fingertips digging into Copia’s arms, and there was a small voice somewhere at the back of your mind telling that he was testing you. How long would you be able to last?
You couldn’t blame him, though, for testing – or tempting – you. You had been doing the same to him and you had enjoyed every second of it. Grinning, you tried to push Copia further – and he let you do so, the dizziness oozing away from your mind due to the spell breaking. His expression was mix of predatoric-like hunger and something softer, a warm flame that had settled deep into him.
”Dammit, I want to be with you forever,” you breathed out. Copia grinned, fangs in full display but there was the familiar sadness reaching his eyes soon and the grin faded. He cupped your face, scanning every little detail he could find.
”You really have no any self-preservation instinct, do you?” he asked, raising his brows.
You shook your head, trying to keep a straight face but ending up grinning, nonetheless.
”I think that part might be missing.”
Copia stared at you for a while, then rolling his eyes with a smile and pulling you into a hug. You used the opportunity to slid your hands under his shirt and feel the cool, soft skin against your palms. Copia tightened his hold of you and you let out a long, content sigh.
There would be right time for everything, that was sure.
Your mind was full of all kinds of unprintable stuff as you basically stormed into Hunter’s Moon after very annoying workshift. You had to walk through a crowd of other people and vampires before finding your way to the back, go through the door that led to a corridoor and a staircase up at the end of that which lead to the private rooms of Emeritus brothers. Copia’s room was the last on the left and you didn’t even bother to knock, placing your hand on the doorknob and turning it – the door wasn’t locked and you could just barg in.
The sight that awaited you was something you had not expected, though you probably should have as Copia was a vampire after all. Copia was sitting behind his desk and there was a person on his lap, leaning against him and Copia’s face was buried on their neck, fangs clearly sank into the skin. You froze on the spot, blinking and mouth falling open.
Copia’s eyes found yours immediately, the dark look in them making your stomach turn – it wasn’t unpleasant, more like a thrill doing flips. He raised his head a little, the blood smeared fangs becoming present and the person he was feeding off from mumbled something you couldn’t quite catch. Copia just looked at you and this time you could only see the beast in him – there were only hard edges in sight, certain darkness that should have made your blood run cold but it didn’t.
This was it, what you had wanted to see for a while now. Copia who fully embraced the vampire side of him, who let his instincts do what it was meant to do. It was fascinating, to see how Copia then sank his fangs into the neck of his prey again, the satisfaction he got when the blood slowly killed his hunger. The person he fed from seemed to be in a some kind of drugged state, maybe due to vampire venom, and they probably had given their consent before any of this had happened.
The whole feeding seemed intimate but you knew that there was no more to it. Copia’s hands were just holding the person at place, otherwise he sat there like a statue. But there was still the slightest bang of jealousy – you wanted to be there instead of that person. And it was like Copia could sense that want in you, he pulled away from the person’s neck, his chin and paints now smeared with blood. He licked his lips before standing up, carrying the person to the bed on the right side of the room.
Then Copia walked to you, stopping right in front of you, his eyes glimmering danger and you swallowed, your heart now hammering in your chest. There was still no fear in you and you reached out to touch Copia’s face, the dark lines that resembled elevated veins now visible around his eyes. Copia flashed his fangs as your fingertips ghosted over his skin and he looked like he wanted to take you then and there, his gaze so intense and hypnotizing.
You smiled in awe, leaning closer, sliding your fingers onto his lips and Copia drew in a deep breath through his nose, his hands grabbing your arms and sharp nails digging into your skin.
”You should go,” Copia croaked out, sounding almost desperate. ”Now.”
It was a warning – maybe. However, you had no intention to go anywhere. So you just shook your head, leaning now so close to Copia that there was only a mere inch between your lips.
”Why should I? I’m not afraid of you,” you said quietly and the look in Copia’s eyes changed into a mix of wonder and disbelief.
”You’re too good for me.”
”No,” you spoke softly, now cupping Copia’s face, smiling warmly. ”You deserve this – to be happy.”
Copia’s gaze turned into a warm sea of red and white, completely melting your heart. You could feel this fun, warm vibration around you, but there was also some darker, deeper force pulling at you from within. Maybe it was love, though slightly twisted kind of that, maybe lust and fascination or everything at once.
”I believe that with you I can’t be anything else than happy,” Copia admitted and while it might have been a bit too optimistic and sappy view, it still meant a lot to you.
You let out a long sigh, gaze flickering to Copia’s lips that were slightly parted. They were still partly covered by blood of the stranger so you slid your thumb over them, trying to wipe it away. However, Copia gently took a hold of your wrist and stopped you. For a moment you held your breath as you thought you had offended him by doing so but as your eyes met, there was no sign of hurt visible and you could release the breath.
”Leave it, I’ll wash it away later,” Copia said, pressing your hand against his chest. ”This is who, what I am. The sight is not as glorious as you might have thought.”
You gave him a half-smirk.
”I rather see my blood on there.”
Copia smirked back at you.
”I know. We’ll get there at some point, tesoro.”
You knew that it would happen eventually. By now there were no doubt about that. You were getting a bit impatient – waiting for some things you really wanted could be hard – but you knew it was best to wait a while yet. Out of the two of you, Copia was certainly more of the voice of reason, making sure that you knew what you were really getting yourself into.
A voice coming from the bed interrupted your moment, startling you as you had already forgotten their presence. You peeked behind Copia and saw the person now sitting on the bed, looking at you with wide eyes. Copia turned around and the person stood up, smoothing out their clothes.
”You feeling good?” Copia asked, and the person nodded, their eyes then settling on you. You offered them a polite smile and they smiled at you back with a bit of hesitation.
”Sorry if I interrupted something,” they apologized, heading to the door but stopping after opening it and turning to look at you. ”Uhm, I happened to hear a part of your conversation. It seems like you two have a special bond.”
You shared a look with Copia, both smiling knowingly.
”I guess we have,” you stated happily.
”I’m happy for you,” the person said and after one last smile they left the room. Their words warmed your heart and now you felt kind of silly that you had been jealous of them. You knew there wouldn’t be others, not in the way like you were. When you turned to look at Copia, there it was, clear as a day in his eyes – adoration, deep affection, and you could swear that in that moment you fell for him a little bit more.
You were so gone that there would be no point of return anymore.
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Dealers choice!
Where would 3 of your faves take their SO for a perfect date?
Gosh, It's So Hard To Choose Between Three. I Have So Many Favorites Of The Show. The Whole Cast Pretty Much Has My Heart (Along With Many Of You, Also!) I'll Do What I Can! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
๋࣭ ⭑ ᴅʀ. ᴍʀꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴀʀᴄʜ/ᴅʀ. ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ
✦ She's THE "It Girl." She knows how to run things and get them done. She's an absolute queen that serves major cunt. But sometimes, the pressure builds up. Being a villain and councilwoman is exhausting and often takes a toll on her both mentally and physically.
✦ She'd look for something to do that helps take her mind off everything for a while. A quiet little getaway. Perhaps renting an Airbnb or going remote to take a load off will help.
✦ Or, something simple. She loves the simplicity of a good old-fashioned picnic. Just you and her settled on a blanket, having quaint little conversations and chowing down on some homemade snacks. Maybe add a little wine in the mix if you're up for it.
✦ All she cares for is spending quality time with you. Anything you want to do, you do it together. Even if it's just sitting in silence. She adores your presence, wherever and whenever it may be.
๋࣭ ⭑ ᴊᴇꜰꜰᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ
✦ He's going to try and impress you on each date somehow. Be it him flaunting his vampire killing skills and flashing his necklace or him gloating on how he's considered "magic."
✦ But nothing could compare when he pulls up in his Blood Vessel. It's his pride and joy (other than his fang necklace, of course!)
✦ That would always be his go-to for date night ideas. Just you, and him in the closed vicinity of his car. He thinks it's a classic move. Plus, you can do many things with a car!
✦ The best type of these dates is going out for a scenic drive. These are the kind of days or nights where you can do most anything. Want to jam out? Sure, pick a playlist! I Spy? Yeah! He'll hype up whatever idea you come up with. And at every stop sign or red light, he always leans over for a quick kiss!
๋࣭ ⭑ ʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ
✦ This gentle giant is just tooth-rotting sweet. He is the most doting and loving person you've ever met. He kisses the back of your hand each time he greets you. He escorts you with your arm in his everywhere you go. He has a whole picture album on his phone full of pictures of you.
✦ He uses his horse as his main transportation to get around, and if you're comfortable, it's how he gets you around also. However, he is more than willing to use other means if needed.
✦ He's more on the traditional side, somewhat contradicting his punkish ways back then. Now, he's all for those charming little walks on the street or even visiting a museum or gallery.
✦ But nothing beats those nights where you both are at home and have a candlelit dinner. Sometimes the main dish is something new you both haven't tried. When it really comes down to it, you both enjoy and savor it all.
#♡#the venture brothers#the venture bros#venture bros#venture bros x reader#dr. girlfriend#dr. girlfriend x reader#dr. mrs. the monarch#dr. mrs. the monarch x reader#jefferson twilight#jefferson twilight x reader#red death#red death x reader#headcanons#request#x reader
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✨New Fandom Game✨ created by @blakbonnet! I was tagged by @snake-snack-stede, @stedesearring and @jaskierx thank you all! 🖤
Go into the gif search function and post the first relevant gif you see (not the first one that fits, just the first one that is actually from the show)
type your fave pairing plus your favorite moment of them: blackbonnet, first kiss
(can you believe how lucky we are that we have to specify WHICH kiss now? wow and a Jodi gif no less!!! hiii jodi hiiii 👋)
type your favorite character's name and their best quality: edward teach, wiggles
(SCREAM AHAHAHAHA)
type your favorite side character's name and the first adjective that comes to mind when you think of them: fang, sweet
(oh my god 😭)
type your all time favorite moment from the show: ofmd, foot touch
(honestly this was soooooo hard to pick. it’s a toss up between this, beach scene 1x09 and beach scene 2x08, and also mer!stede. and the bathtub scene. and his name is ed. and the whole show.)
type your second favourite character's name along with a personality trait of theirs: stede, bitch
this is so much fun. meow i love you forever
No pressure tagging:
@bizarrelittlemew @gentlebeard @merryfinches @saltpepperbeard @sleepystede and anyone else who wants to participate! If you’ve already done this, pls feel free to ignore me 😌✨
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reagan x non-human reader? (could be a wolfperson, some type of alien, anything - up to you)
I love werewolfs so we are doing to wolf person one ;)
//SFW
Ahhhh ok this is so exciting to write actually- :D
So you are a wolf hybrid. Tall, hairy, grey fur,with tail, long ears, claws and fangs, muzzle. You also have a good sense of smell and hearing basically irl furry
I feel like Reagan is a cat person but idk there is just something about the way you wag your tail every time you see her.
You guys just naturally spilled together.
When you guys were on the first day your tail was swollen from how hard you wagged it <3
She thinks the tail thing is really cute actually. Makes her day every time :3
You help her in her lab, cuz I can imagine you are pretty strong, so handling some heavy metal parts of her machines and stuff like that.
Cuz you have good sense of smell you probably can warn her when a toxic gas is leaking.
Also you are scary enough to make any asshole run away in fear. She just likes keeping you around. Especially Rand
Now the the domestic shit-
She loves to cuddle you cuz you are so big and fluffy and warm <333
Her laying on a couch with you on top?? Her fave thing to do
I’m assuming you like head pats cuz let’s be honest who doesn’t and you are a wolf- so a lot like of petting and scratching <3
“Who is a good boy/girl? You are <33”
And like- every time she’s stressed she just calls you like: “come her or I will beat up someone in cold blood” just so she can pet you and relax
I can’t really describe it but when dogs are so excited they tap their feet??? Yeah you do that.
She thinks it’s extra adorable when you stick your long tongue out, especially on hot days.
Speaking of hot days, she prepares a cold bath for you so you don’t overheat <3
She likes to play with your tail, it’s extra fluffy I don’t blame her.
I also imagine she would study your anatomy, like checking your claws, trying how sharp your fangs are.
You are probably scared of thunder so she would totally comfort you! Staying close to you and whispering some comforting words
On the other hand, whatever she’s stressed, just hold on your chest for a bit or lie down next to her<3
YOU HOWL ON THE FULL MOON AND SHE THINKS ITS SO CUTE <333 she mind howl with you
You eat ALOT so she’s refusing to cook for you I’m sorry </3 but whenever you are cooking, she just lays on your back cuddling you
She’s on letting you stay in the bed when you are wet cuz she hates the smell of wet dog.
She has a bag of beef jerky just on her 24/7 just in case you would need a snack.
Sometimes you guys go camping and she let’s you hunt in the forests
Overall, having a giant wolf in her apartment has its pros and cons buts she loves you unconditionally <3 she’s very royal, just like a wolf
IM TURNING ALL INTO FURRIES HAHAHA. But seriously this was very fun to write! Thank you for your request! You guys have such amazing ideas!
#inside job#reagan ridley#reagan ridley x reader#inside job x reader#reagan ridley hc#reagan ridley imagine#reagan x reader
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omg and my wardrobe color is black and purple. what can i say. emo :) <- just bought black pants lol
BLACK AND PURPLE SWAG. love
also okay for MY uno reverse im going as varying-degrees-of-accuracy victwardian vampires. i think im gonna do my corset, tight black pants, and my poet shirt for one night and then the other night is corset+long lace gloves+dark red walking skirt (if i get it finished in time) and ofc blood, black choker, fangs, and POSSIBLY a black lace cape (also if i make it in time) for both nights
i dont rlly have a fave fall snack although i LOVE that its soup season again, fave drink is apple cider with chai and caramel (despite my persistent yet inconsistent apple allergy), and fave fall activity is camping when its a liiiitle cold but bright n sunny or tbh even if its rainy i just LOVE fall camping its so nice. sit at a fire for eight hours an then go to bed <- ideal day
i THINK its a tie between hot pink and blue for colours that arent black but if we count black then its like. half my entire wardrobe lmao
and fourteen is a lucky number for me bc its also my birthday but 10:02 pm (i count times as numbers) is when i used to have an alarm go off every night so i could set my alarm for the next morning and that alarm doesnt go off anymore but when i see that its 10:02 im like oh! time to check my schedule and set my alarm!
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Yay so we get to fang out for a while :D what’s your fave snack? -Mavis
I like candy (chocolate, spicy, sour) and chips
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Hand over all the emoji asks, Samuel Anonymous 🔫
💦 cum headcanon: His favorite activity if he’s too exhausted to go another round is to give his partner oral after he cums inside of them.
🥺 first time headcanon: Surprisingly, it was not with Wrath. It was with Asher. They hooked up for a while, before Asher & David and Sam & Wrath got together.
✊ masturbation headcanon: Even though he doesn’t get so into his own head, he still generally doesn’t unless Wrath wants him to.
👅 oral headcanon: He doesn’t need as much air as a human, so he will absolutely let his partner sit their full weight on his face and not worry about it.
⛓️ kinky headcanon: He’s broken a pair of handcuffs after having been edged for a long time before.
🔪 dangerous headcanon: He’s into choking.
🛏️ soft sex headcanon: He usually gently pets Wrath’s hair after sex, trying to ease them to get rest.
🎁 birthday sexy headcanon: When him and Wrath got together and he was still a bit awkward around them, he probably did a cheesy “dressing himself up with only a bow for their birthday” thing.
❤️ making love headcanon: When they first got together, he was almost shy about it and would be very, very gentle to make sure he doesn’t hurt them.
🎶 music they have sex to: He usually doesn’t but…. Lana del rey.
🌹 romantic sex headcanon: :Once him and Wrath are back together, he’s so romantic a lot of the time. He can be incredibly gentle as he fucks them and will just whisper confessions of love.
⏰ fave time of day to have sex: Any time and every time.
😺 how they eat the pussy: Like a starved man.
🍆 how they give blowjobs: Slowly. He cannot deepthroat but he’s got a skilled tongue.
🙈 something they’re shy about asking for: Most things he wants that his partner hasn’t already mentioned liking.
📱 phone sex headcanon: He’s probably gotten off on Wrath’s voice before.
📸 naughty pictures: He doesn’t take them often, but when he does he focuses way too hard. They’re artistic.
🛁 shower/bath sex headcanon: Lazy bath sex is his favorite.
😴 falling asleep after sex: Absolutely. He is… So tired.
🚗 car sex headcanon: He will not, sorry.
🎤 how loud they are: Incredibly. If you want to do something in public you’ll have to gag him with your hand.
🍌 sex toy headcanon: He likes being pegged.
🍪 an after sex snack: Blood?
🍷 tipsy sex headcanon: He’s a lightweight and will get very flirty when drunk/tipsy. He will hit on you and make cowboy jokes.
🤪 silly sex headcanon: I don’t have one for this, sorry.
🚨 sex that sent me to the ER headcanon: He once got caught in the sun after a hookup with Asher.
🏖️ sex on the beach headcanon: He is opposed. Sand…
🎇 orgasm headcanon: Despite being loud, he often will just whine and groan when he cums.
🌄 morning sex headcanon: He will kiss his partner’s neck and gently pull them close.
🎥 filming or making a sexy movie: He’s pretty turned on by the idea of being recorded.
🎉 celebration sex headcanon: He will be rougher for celebration sex.
💌 sending/receiving nudes headcanon: Takes fifteen minutes to respond. Once again, artistic.
👄 making out headcanon: Makes out with fangs, <3.
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this has been plauging me for a while now so just a quick question but: for the first years (adeuce + ramshackle + epel + jack + sebek) what do you think are their themes and how do yo think they can grow as characters? I always thought that Yuu's themes were agency + relationships (or their lack of therefore) and Grim's being growing up + accepting mistakes/losses with grace. But like I'm not sure and that I'm stumped w the rest too--more specifically jack and sebek and ace's mainly :sob: (I'm pretty sure Epel and Deuce's is acceptance of oneself but putting it at just that seems wrong ig). Please send help.
Ooooh this is such a late answer—
I think of Sebek's theme as lightning that hasn't struck yet, its all thunder (Malleus) but no lightning or just lightning trapped in a bottle. This stems from the fact that he wasn't able to strike yet bc of chapter 7 being last, his late character development, and the fact that the fans don't really fw him rn. I don't like Sebek for all his human hating nonsense, but I do think he has the potential to be a fan fave considering who he might be during/after the events of Chap 7.
Moving on to Jack— i def see the components of the wolf he was based on, lemme give you the run down:
So the plot is basically about a wolf dog whose life begins after The Indians save him, but the pups never accept him, and the leader, Lip-Lip, singles him out for persecution. White Fang grows to become a savage, callous, morose, solitary, and deadly fighter, "the enemy of his kind".
This is all before his mother dies and he has to run away from the camp to soon become a fighter in an illegal ring of dog fighting.
Jack Howl actually parallels White Fangs life pretty well—being singled out by the dorm and dorm leaders, being considered a lone wolf due to the fact that he's not accepted into the pack (Savanaclaw) and during the events of Chap 2 where he's declared "the enemy of his kind" due to essentially betraying Leona's plan.
Epel is based off the apple that poisoned Snow White if we're being point blank—however, we could look at the symbolic meaning:
Being used as a tool for others to gain the upper hand—we see time and time again that with Epel's constant need to want to be independent he ends up embarrassing himself and growing bitter (read: poisoning) until he has someone guide him (read: eat) then he truly fulfills his purpose, like when he grew that plant in just a few days compared to the months that take for it to grow.
I also think he's often overlooked just as how the apple in Snow white is overlooked in lieu of Queen Grimhilde (Snow White's step mother) and the Hunter.
For Ace it's in the name Trappola—which means "Trap" based on a game where the goal is to win with the last trick with the lowest card while also getting 100 points—like uno, you trick other players into thinking your hand is one color or another while also dropping down 4+ or cancel cards (I've never played poker all I know is that you keep a straight face)
You can see this symbolism play a part in how he introduces himself—he tricked Yuu and Grim into thinking that he was a helpful kiddo only to turn around and call you stupid, he skipped on washing 100 windows in favor of going back to Heartslabyul, he ate Riddle's tart instead of making himself a snack—in Chap 3, we know that Ace is smart as fuck when his score is in the 90s compared to Grim and Deuce's, he skipped out on doing the work in favor of winning by "trick" card.
Deuce Spade, going off of the Spade card suit it represents winter (old age), where humans gain knowledge and transform—In Chap 5 we see that Deuce is the second 1st year to develop his UM compared to smart-until-dumb Ace. Spades also symbolise the warrior class and you can see this in his monster like strength and endurance (he straight up fought Jack Howl, took a direct hit from the OB monster in the Mines, and even in his robes a Savanaclaw student stated something about his monsterous strength, mind you this is Savanaclaw known for martial arts and magift)
Deuce means two and two in the card suit means Union, take what you will from that. He's also based of the Horned King, from his primary summoning object being Cauldrons, something the Horned King sought after to unleash an army of cauldron born warriors.
@mia-pon289 said that Yuu had the base of Chernabog, the devil in Fantasia, specifically the hide behind appearances base.
Again take from that what you will.
Grim also shares a base with Chernabog, the fire base—you can see that in his void ability being primarily blue fire.
I think these def play a role in how their relationships form—Sebek is quick to lash out, Jack is tsun because he doesn't want to get close to people (his base lost a whole lot of people its actually sad) Epel's base comes out in his toxic mindset about masculinity and femininity, Ace's base shines in times where he has to trick people to get what he wants I mentioned that he utilizes weaponized incompetence, Deuce's base shines with his ability of cauldrons and being ruthless (the horned king is actually one of the most ruthless in the Disney universe), and he does right by his name in the transformation and gaining knowledge although he doesn't retain it well.
Grim and Yuu literally are in our faces about being two in one. And Chernabog also has wings sooooooooooo.
Overall, this was a rundown rather than a theory.
#twst#twisted wonderland#twst theory#@hiraya manwari#jack howl#twst sebek#ace trappola#deuce spade#twst grim#epel felmier
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Alright s0- I dont believe in the "Tsukasa s3XU411Y abused Hanako." Theory.
1. The shadow you see in this photo=
Could may or may not be Tsukasa, but I say may not. For starters, we see the same red ropes on Mitsuba and Nene, and plus, the shadow doesnt have fangs like Tsukasa does.
This is just me but, the entire figure is blacked out, they could have blacked out the Yorishiro as well, but thats just me.
I believe its more of "guilt" for killing Tsukasa.
And if you say "oh he answered his fave snack is Amane! Wait whaT-" I simply believe that he just answers everything with "Amane" since he adores his brother. His affection and touchiness can be really clingy and akward, but it can also be brotherly love, and his really childish personality, but please dont hesitate to correct me.
I wont try to prove anything that much, since the Author(Adairo) hasn't comfirmed that Tsukasa s3xu411y 4bus3d Hanako or didn't. But heres my take on the theory.
Please dont attack me (@´^`@)
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A Literal Soul Bro
Dannymay 2020 day 15 Fave AU. (we’re going with it’s danny phantom. BUT DEMONS. as i am a hack and also can’t pick Just One)
Demons didn’t exist. They were stories and heavy handed morality fables. So of course he couldn’t back down when Sam dared him to try the summoning she found. That would be admitting he was scared of some fairy tale.
The green eyed thing leering at the pair of them from the carefully drawn circle apparently did not care it should not exist.
“Okay Sam, great prank.” He stammered, trying to ignore the clear surprise etched on his friend’s face.
“I sort of thought this was your prank Tuck,” she answered quietly, eyes darting between her tech obsessed friend and the smoky glowing thing that was now in the basement.
“Two of you?” It spoke in a disquieting tone, leaving the friends with the sensation of being doused in buckets of ice water. “Yet you only offered me one soul.”
Tucker broke the strained silence first. “Woah, hold up. I’m not offering any demons any souls!”
“Oh? So the girl is offering you as a snack?” The eyes were bright and curious, even though the rest of the ‘demon’ remained an odd undulating mass that probed at every inch of the circle with smokey tendrils.
“No! You can just go back home now.” She sounded steady, though Tucker could hear the note of fear hiding just below the false bravado.
The idle smoke flashed into a brilliant green flame “I answered for a soul, and I will have one. One given soul for one lifetime of servitude. That is what you offered and I accepted.”
“Please tell me that book has a dismissal spell or something.” he managed to squeak out, too afraid to run away in case that broke some other rule that they knew nothing about.
“Don’t rush me, I’m looking!”
The demon flames died down somewhat, but the flash of hot anger was still lingering in the room. “You confirmed the contract in blood. I am here. I may not get your soul if you break it, but I’ll have both your lives.”
Sam, to her credit, was trying to read a dead language as quickly as possible in a dark room with wildly varying demon fueled lighting. That didn’t mean she was finding anything useful.
Tucker gave a weak smile, trying to think of a way to buy more time. “We didn’t actually know you existed? So if you could just let us off with a warning this time that’d be great, really.”
“None of us are leaving here until I am paid, or you are both dead.”
Well. It had been worth a shot. “Uhhh, do you take payment plans by any chance? You can totally ask the electronics store, I always make my payments on my PDA.”
The flames snuffed out as the eyes fixed on Tucker, not so much a glare as the curious look it had had before they’d made it angry. “I can be reasonable. You both did offer…” The eyes closed as it seemed to hum a little bit.
“I can’t find anything, everything is phrased like just telling them to go will be enough.” Sam hissed, gripping the book so tightly that the colour was draining from her fingers.
“Of course I would go if my master said so. Neither of you are that. Yet.” the demon clarified, snickering when Sam flinched. “Since you seem so against giving me a soul, I will accept half of each.”
Tucker was pretty sure any deal offered to you by a demon was probably the worst possible option to take, even if it sounded less terrible at first brush. “That’s not really a payment plan, demon dude.”
“An alternate form of payment, then. You each retain half of your soul, secure my loyalty, and I get the soul I want.” the smoke flicked and danced in light airy circles. “Everyone’s happy. So choose something.”
The pair shared a look. This was obviously not a good idea. Yet who could really force their best friend to be alone in some demonic contract with this thing?
“This was my fault.” Sam muttered, dropping the book before giving it a solid kick. “Maybe not having a soul is just maximum goth.” her grin couldn’t be more paper thin if it had been made out of tissue paper.
“Oh this is totally your fault. But maybe I don’t want you hoarding all the demon powers to yourself Sam.” he shot her an equally sickly grin before looking back to the monster in the circle. “Okay, halfsies it is.”
“You both agree?”
Sam hesitated. “Thanks Tuck.” she whispered. “Halfsies, demon.”
The creature vanished. Yet it was absolutely still present, judging by the horrid seeping cold scrabbling at his chest. It stabbed and tore something and he fell, clutching at a woundless chest. The cold lessened as he shuddered, but there was still a hollowness where there wasn’t one before. Sam’s loud string of obscenities at least assured him she was alright from whatever that had been, though he didn’t quite feel steady enough to get back to his feet.
“So dramatic. You’ll get used to the feeling. I did.”
The demon was still in the room. He’d almost forgotten. Tucker forced himself to get upright again, holding his glasses as he tried to spot the smoky fiend. A smirking white haired, green eyed boy was hovering nearby, watching with rapt attention. “You look different.”
The boy lifted an eyebrow “I’m your demon. There’s no point in trying to freak you guys out anymore.” He flexed a white gloved hand, four wickedly sharp claws replacing what had been fingers. “I’m still plenty scary if I want to be.”
Tucker agreed with that sentiment, considering the claws ended up an inch from his face. “Noted.”
“Urgh. Too much for one day. Go back to wherever you came from.” Sam groaned, rubbing at her forehead.
The demon tilted his head, pointed ears flicking before giving a fang filled smile. “Hmm. Nah. Think I’ll stick around for now.”
“Wait you said-” Tucker sputtered.
“I’d obey my master unquestioningly.” the grin widened, even though it should no longer fit on his face. “But you two are sharing that title. I only need to obey you two for half of your lifetimes. Did I not mention that bit?”
“You know you didn’t you lousy-” Sam looked liable to kick up into a proper rant, but managed to stop herself.
“Demon. That’s what you called, and that’s what you got.” he glanced back at Tucker. “The hell is a PDA anyway? I haven’t gotten to get over here in ages.”
And that was how two best friends ended up with a demonic third wheel.
#dannymay2020#Danny Phantom#Tucker Foley#sam manson#my stuff#this prompt was so not fair#how do you only pick one#so i went for one i always wanted to write about but never did#honestly i had so many things i wanted to cover#but two hours is not a lot of time to do a whole thing#sam and tuck totally get rad demon powers from this arangement#and danny becomes more human and conflicted#aka it all works out and they become pals but i uh. didn't have time to go past This Bit#let sam and tucker be helpful full members of the team 2020 instead of occasional cheerleaders
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52 please :)
“I’m not jealous! its just…you’re mine!”
It wasn’t specified so I’ll just write it with my fave boy~Incubus!BeejxReader
“Thank you again!” you thanked your friend, waving them off on their way. They had offered to be the designated driver for your friends after a night at the bar. It was past 2am, the bars had closed, and you had been absolutely hammered, though he had strategically cracked the windows to sober you up on the drive home.
Now, stumbling up the stairs to your home, slipping inside. There was an immediate shift in the environment, the air felt nearly caustic, and thick. The presence you felt in your core was familiar, and yet still foreign to you.
Your muscles tense at the thunderous crash of lightning outside, a low rumbling growl at the level of your ear pulling to backward, leaning into the door. There stood Beej looking nearly feral, his hair blazing with arrangement of reds and golden tones, entrancing almost as if it was on fire. ‘Oh... He’s really mad this time.’ you thought. You were quickly brought back to reality when his body shot towards you at breakneck speeds, pressing you roughly into the door. His breath hot against your neck as he inhaled deeply, his mouth gaping, his tongue rolling up the thick bands of sensitive muscle up your neck leaving a cold trail in its wake.
“Where the fuck were you, feeder?” he snarled with a ferocious tone, his eyes rasing to meet your own, his pupils were narrow slits, animalistic and hungry.
“I went out with my friends” You panted, a cherry tone creeping across your cheekbones as his starving hands took their fill of every ounce of your body.
“Wrong answer snack cake. I smell him all over you.” His strong hand ran down your torso, placing between your legs, rubbing the sensitive spot between your thighs adeptly. You keened as your hips weakly gave into his expert touch. He knew every single weak spot you had. “You really fucked up this time little snack.” He hissed.
“B-beej. A-ah! He just drove me back” Whimpering as a salaciously strong wave of pleasure wracked your body. Breathing heavily when he placed his teeth to your neck, the scrape of his fangs elicit a sharp gasp from your throat, clearly not buying your words.
“Nah... not buying it” His hair dipped to a deeper crimson, threads of a lusty magenta littering the dark strands.
“B-beej. Are you jealous?” You asked him, a mocking tone, a feeble attempt to gain any sense of control.
His head pulled back, his face searching yours with an anger that was hard to read. “I am NOT Jealous, snack.” He stopped, a growl left his lips again, appraising your worried expression. His eyes softened ever so slightly, a few purple strands finding their way to his hair. It did not go unnoticed, you reached up to cup his cheek, thumb stroking at his temple. “It’s just... You’re mine!” He trailed off.
You smiled, “Why don’t you show me then?” biting your lower lip at him seductively. His hair flashed a hot magenta once more, he didn’t need any more convincing than that, scooping you up into his arms and teleported you off to the bedroom.
One by one he ripped your clothes off, easily tossing you down onto the bed. His hands seemed to search every inch of your skin, his nails digging into your thighs as he began working his mouth on your neck. He pressed himself down into your needy body, you shuddered beneath his commanding strength as he held you in place, almost encompassing you frame beneath him as he ravaged your body like a hungry wolf. Your body reacted, lurching into his every touch, grinding into the thigh he so kindly pressed between your legs for a bit of relief as he marked your neck with stormy colored bruises.
Your body was definitely going to hurt tomorrow because he was absolutely taking his fill of you tonight.
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Soccer Daze
ymy fave @s-s-southsideserpentine requested the prompt “you make me feel like a freakin soccer mom”
I hope I did Ruthie justice.
FP groaned as he heard Jughead huff. The 17 year old sat in the backseat of his dad’s van, squished against Sweet Pea and Fangs while Abuela and Atzi sat in the middle seats, and Ruthie in the front.
“Why am I being dragged to the game again?” he groaned. Sweet Pea punched his arm.
“To support Queenie dumbass”
“Aye! Wesley!”
“Sorry Abuela” the older woman returned to her conversation with Atzi.
Fangs sat happily between the two teens, snickerdoodles and oranges on his lap. He munched happily on an orange, occasionally being jostled by one of the younger serpents, pushing each other.
“YOU TWO! KNOCK IT OFF!” Ruthie scolded from the front seat, twisting around to shoot her brother a look.
“Sorry Ruthie” he mumbled, head bowed. Jughead replied in a similar manner and looked out the window.
Sweet Pea grabbed the snickerdoodle container and started to snack on them.
“Mijo, you’re gonna get a stomach ache if you keep eating cookies. Also Fangs made them for Queenie” Abuela scolded the tall teen,
“Damelo” the smaller women held out her hand, and he hesitantly placed it in her hand.
“Fangs” Fangs sighed and gave her the container of oranges. Jughead pulled a hamburger from his jacket and took a bite.
“How long has that been in there?” Fangs asked, Jughead shrugged.
“I went to pop’s yesterday”
“And you’re eating it?”
“It’s not like its moldy or something”
“Dude thats gross”
“You’re gross” he spat back, taking another large bite.
“Can you all stop bickering back there? You make me feel like a soccer mom. And none of you even play any sports!” FP yelled, looking at them through the rear view mirror.
“Sweet Pea plays basketball!”
“Most of you don’t even play sports!” the boys quieted, and Ruthie sighed and massaged her temples.
“Some day off”
“Once we get out, it’ll be fun, yeah?” FP spared a glance over at the younger woman just in time to see a small smile spread across her face.
“If you say so” he turned back to face the road, sporting a smile of his own.
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They got to the game a little before it started, the boys tumbling out of the backseat after the two older ladies. Atzi shuffled quickly towards the field.
“Atzi! Oi! Your cane!” Abuela went rushing after the small woman.
“Queenie needs her food!”
“You need to be stable when you walk!”
“I’ll be fine!” Atzi waved her friend off. Abuela put the cane in her hand and took the containers.
“If you fall down again, don’t expect me to come running over. I keep telling you to get that life alert thing” Atzi smiled at her friend, before taking her free hand with her own.
“If its my time to go, then I will let him take me” she squeezed her hand, and continued toward the field, pulling along a slightly stunned abuela.
“Abuelita! Abuela! Hola!” Queenie jogged over to the two older women and was given a group hug.
“Oh mijita, you look so beautiful in your suit!” Atzi reached up to pinch her cheek. Abuela pulled her down so she could place a kiss on her cheek.
“Mija, we brought you snacks” Atzi placed the two containers in her hands.
“Why are they half full?”
“Sweet Pea and Fangs were in charge of them”
“Abuela, you know that’s a bad idea. They eat everything. Human vacuums, remember?”
“They gave me the eyes” Queenie rolled her eyes before spotting the others trailing behind them. She ran around the two older ladies to jump into a hug with Sweet Pea and Fangs.
“You made it!”
“Atzi would have skinned us if we didn’t”
“She would do no such thing!”
“You’re right, it was abuela” she squeezed them before letting go and stepping back.
“You two need to stop eating my snacks”
“It was a long ride and I was hungry!” “Jones was being a little bitch I needed a distraction!” they said at the same time.
“Well, whatever it is, I don’t care. Go help them up the stairs before Atzi trips or something” she pushed them away to be met with FP and Ruthie.
“FP!” he picked the tall teen up and spun her around.
“Hey string bean!” he kissed her head before putting her down.
“You’re getting too tall for me to keep doing that kiddo” he ruffled her hair and she batted his hand away.
“You’ll do it until you can’t lift me anymore and you know it” she narrowed her eyes with a wild grin.
“You got me there.” Queenie turned to Ruthie, and opened her arms.
“Ruthless, thanks for coming!” she squeezed the other woman.
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world! Championships, right?!”
“Yeah! I’m pumped!” Queenie broke away with a little hop.
“That everyone?”
“No-JUGHEAD!” FP called. Jughead was in the middle of fishing a few fries out of his pocket.
“What?”
“Come here, we need to get our seats-And where do you keep getting that food?” Jughead shrugged, and huffed before passing by the adults and girl.
“What? No hug? No hello?” He stopped, and turned around.
“Congrats” he deadpanned, before heading to the bleachers.
“Wow, what a joyous young man he’s grown into” FP shoved her shoulder lightly.
“Get to the field, kid. Go knock some skulls” her grin returned and she ran off toward the field, where her coach scolded her for leaving.
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Queenie was a goalie, and damn good at her job. She was tall and able to block balls easily. It was the last few minutes of the game, and she was doing a good job of blocking, until one of the other players kicked and missed the ball, their cleat colliding with her face. Hard. and her vision went black.
She woke up in a hospital room, with the serpents and her teammates huddled around her. She felt light and airy, but her mouth felt weird, so did her nose, and her head hurt.
“Wha?”
“She’s awake!”
“Hey kiddo!”
“Nasty kick you took to the face”
“Did-did we win?” she asked,taking in her surroundings. The coach held up the trophy with a smile.
“Yep”
“Wicked” she smiled around the gauze in her mouth.
“Wha happenth?”
“You got your nose broken and teeth knocked out. Also a concussion”
“I’ve had worsth” she shrugged, and leaned heavily to the side. One of them righted her up and she patted their shoulder.
“Thankth persthon” she patted their arm for a minute.
“I’m goin back to sthleep, nighty nite” and with that, she knocked out. Everyone gave each other a confused look.
“Is that normal?” FP asked Ruthie.
“She’ll be fine. Not sure how much that was the painkillers, and how much it was Queenie. She is the oddball. Nothing out of the ordinary. Don’t worry too much Papa Bear” she winked at him and patted his cheek before going over to Sweet Pea.
FP grinned goofily after her for a minute before righting himself. He turned to be met with the unamused look of his son. He was holding a burger and fries in his hands.
“Damn kid, how do you not turn into a blob?” Jughead just shrugged, and took a bite of burger.
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-O.ctober tends to his best month like generally he really fights for it to be positive/clings to h.alloween immensely
-As such his habits lean more towards massive candy consumption/just smoking a lot
-Actively hates that each year other holidays overtake it more and more, to the point he'll go an rants about it. Glare at people who say h.alloween is lame,etc
-Despite mostly being confined to the house was allowed to trick or treat (its dark, in costume just be some kid) would take full advantage of it. Also generally got be just a dinosaur etc.
-Does still trick or treat a bit more later when people leave excess candy outside for teenagers etc. Otherwise usually just eats candy/plays horror games or briefly drop by a party
-Likes candy corn and will chug it out of a water bottle (makes snacking in class less obvious)
-Dresses up, like costume idea starts when h.alloween is ending (something to look forward to/a ploy to not immediatly spiral) always leans towards more fun/interesting ones like glow in dark vampire dinosaur etc
-Owns custom fangs maybe a few pairs. That like glue on and can last a while. Actually adept at functioning while wearing them. Talking, eating, kissing. Super realistic.
-Wears h.alloween pjs (fave is a sweatshirt that says monsterfucker in dripping glow in the dark text and sweatpants with skeleton bones glow in the dark standard design)
-picky about what horror he consumes and widely prefers games. doesn't like excess gore, demonizing mental illness, etc especially in movie format.
-thinks teens trick or treating is harmless/better than say then being like soul crushed and h.alloween becoming just a night to party excessively
-decorates his room with like seasonal colored lighting, probably carves a little pumpkin,etc
-when older/verses that apply passes out a variety, is very considerate ie little toys- knows sign language, doesn't skimp on candy- offers some to whoever be it an older sibling or adult etc
-likely has so much candy on him and pelts other students with it. or if they seem upset like "hey catch".
-organized horror game list by type/subject heaviness and so forth. does like and have favorites that are yikes. ie demonize mental health which he sighs about but enjoys them anyways.
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His tongue stuck out a little, focused solely on carving his pumpkin. Determined to do it all by himself. His siblings, parents all of it wasn't even background noise.
Could be anybody, anything 1 night of the year and maybe he had tutors instead of going to school. Maybe he spent all his time at home but that only made h.alloween more fun. Dry erase marker sketching, wiping it off and writing something else.
Looking at the tool selection; finding the sharpest one and not quite registering ‘maybe you shouldn’t actually do that yourself’. “I got this.” He did. Also insisted on carrying it out to the front porch himself. When nobody looked rearranging them carefully so his was right by Nathan’s. Giving them both a little pat before heading back inside.
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Fingers pressed the button to light up his spiderman mask. Turning around to face his siblings. Impatient. Listen he would go alone but his mother, older sister didn’t like that idea. “You guys walk slower than snails.” Had barely even gotten down their own house. “Come onnnnn.” Several times winding up heading ahead, not exactly sticking with them.
Watching the other two trade candy, occasionally participating. But mostly laying there sorting his own. It didn’t take long and their mother making sure they all went to bed. Xavior ended up falling asleep in his costume, mask falling onto the floor aside his bed.
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His siblings were staying home this year, and Xavior was free to roam alone. Which sucked but- he wasn’t going to let it ruin his fun. Last year he felt that his parents might let him run around getting candy. Before they said he was too old. Had watched his sister stop even tagging along, be too mature or whatever for it. Nathan probably had figured the same thing that year.
Which- he managed to score more candy for the two of them and be out way too late. Times people who wanted no leftovers just left it out for teenagers or whatever. Arriving home and being quiet since nobody seemed to be awake. Sat on the floor of his room organizing candy. Half asleep. Sneaking into his siblings room to leave them their shares/some he specifically grabbed knowing they really liked.
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Too old, or well at least for till later in the night. Didn’t stop him from enjoying himself, dressing up and having fun. Vastly changed like many things through the years. But it was a comfort despite it all. Reading scary books while eating candy. Wishing could pass out candy, maybe a party or whatever it was that was boring compared to the real fun of everything.
But whatever.
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Music playing, decorating his dorm room felt like could be a real H.alloween again. Nobody could exactly stop him from trick or treating and truthfully he wouldn’t stick out that much. Especially if dressed up so completely. Eventually collapsing on the bed, pen tapped on paper to consider the ideas he’d had. Before settling on one.
Playing horror games, which- some bad choices there but it was whatever. Killing time, having fun till could put on his costume enjoy skateboarding around getting candy. Bad habits actually taking a slight ease up. And that night after lots of horror games, skateboarded off campus. Got loads of candy from bowls left outside of houses, so late nobody else was going around collecting it.
Crashing the V.ortex party well mostly sneaking in, stealing something to drink- make out with a few people and head back to his room. Where started jotting down ideas for the next year. Wiping off the makeup. Changing into h.alloween pjs and crawling into bed to sleep.
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