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covenofthearticulate · 25 days

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20 Qs for fic writers

1. How many works do you have on A03? 22

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 134,415

3. What fandoms do you write for? Vampire Chronicles, plus a few Umbrella Academy pieces

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? La mort dans dentelle (Death in Lace), Pink, An Aching Pulse in Search of a Home, and Bright Star. (Basically, all the fics that I no longer really like, that I wrote pre-hiatus in like 2018 that have been up on AO3 the longest so statistically have the most kudos just from age LOL)

5. Do you respond to comments? I really really try to!!! Most of the time I get really overwhelmed though like YOU GUYS ARE SO NICE LMAO so just saying "Thank you!" doesn't feel like enough and I get really nervous about not seeming grateful so it takes me approximately 10 years to reply to comments. I try to catch up every couple of months, though.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? I'm sorry I love angst, but I am one of those writers who likes to have a satisfying emotional wrap-up at the ends of my fics so honestly most of them end on a sweet note. The closest thing is maybe les rousseurs amères de l'amour which was still soft, but definitely bittersweet.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? aksdjfhcabdsfk they all have happy endings bc I am a sucker and a sap!!! Home Court Advantage is definitely the silliest fluffiest ending though :)

8. Do you get hate on fics? Only if you count the comments that compliment my writing as being in-character for the tv show characters LOL (seriously one time someone commented that they could hear Jacob Anderson's voice come through in my dialogue and I had to go lie down lmfao)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? These days I mostly write smut LOL but even in the pwp pieces I see most of my smut as opportunities for character building, so most of my work tends to fall into the Smut With Feelings category lmfao

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? I don't write crossover fic anymore, but back when I was crazy active on my rp accounts, I wrote hella crossover! It was moreso on the Umbrella Academy side than my VC side, but I did have some fun rp threads between Louis and Philippe D'Orleans (specifically the tv Versailles version lmao).

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge! Please don't do that!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? Not yet!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Once upon a time, baby High School Ash co-wrote an insane crossover fic with a friend I had met through tumblr. It was Barnabas Collins (from Tim Burton's Dark Shadows) x Mrs. Lovett. I feel so brave for admitting this LOL I really truly was so emotionally invested in that fic and it's so cringe-worthy but I had fun and that's what matters!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? I mean. I'm a Loustat girlie through and through LOL but I also love Louis with Armand, or in any configuration of any of the poly ships! As long as Louis is there, you can count me in.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Maybe one of the Louis/Lestat/Armand pieces I started....I love the 3 of them but I get burnt out so quickly because all 3 characters are so complex and so everything feels like an Ordeal with them because they're all very opinionated and only work in a certain dynamic if that makes sense!

16. What are your writing strengths? I think the thing I'm most proud of is my lyrical prose! I like writing sentences that just punch you in the face with feeling! I want my writing to feel evocative, I want the words and details to stick in your head and rattle around.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? I wish I had better stamina and pacing to write longer pieces LMAO like honest to god it's looking like my next fic is gonna be around 9k-10k and it really truly felt like I was going to die writing it LOL it's taken me like 2 months and it has felt like pulling teeth the entire time. For someone who likes writing, I sure wish I liked writing more asdsfkfjghdxghn

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? Like Kacy said, if it's done well and adds to the world of the fic, then sure! I'm definitely guilty of this trope, but I try to reserve it for the really high-stakes moments so that the language lands differently and is more impactful. But I also think dialogue (and even certain dialects) in different languages have the power to do more harm than good. Like, as a reader, I know that if I see a line of something in a language I can't read, the first thing I'm going to have to do is open another browser tab to google translate, and then go back and read it in context again, and by that time the flow is disrupted and everything is off and it's just hard!!

19. First fandom you wrote for? ooooh girl you should've seen some of the spicy Sweeney Todd fic I was hand-writing in my notebooks in high school. Actually it was more psychological angst than smut but LOL listen I'm a ride or die Mrs. Lovett girlie, what can I say.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? I think in the grand scheme of things, Air Catcher will always have a special place in my heart. It was one of those rare lightning in a bottle instances where the idea came to me so suddenly and so clearly, and the concept felt so obvious I was like "SURELY someone has written this already???" but then I checked and NOPE no one as far as I was aware had written about vampire top drop, and so I just fucking went to town with that fic. It was among some of the first writing I'd done since coming out of hiatus, and to this day I think it's the only fic I've ever written where the end product was exactly what I had envisioned and hoped it would be. That fic was a gift from god to me LOL and it'll be one year old this summer! wild!!!!

Tagged by: @monstersinthecosmos <3 Tagging: adkjhfbcjhdsb once again I feel like all my fic-writing friends have been tagged by this point but PLEASE if you're reading this, do it and say I tagged you <3

#my writing #vc fic #this was fun! thanks for the tag!!

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slasher-trasher · 2 years

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Hello! 🦋💜 could I please ask for Michael, Jason, Vincent, and another slasher of your choice with a s/o that's like corpse bride? (Like Tim Burton) please and thank you 🤗

I have returned! I'm sorry for keeping you guys waiting, and so sorry your request wasn't answered quickly! But I'm doing it now!

Vincent, Michael, & Jason with a s/o that likes corpse bride.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Warnings: None, unless you dislike fluff; also a bit OOC

Notes: anything in ' ' marks in vincents part means he signing it to you, and * * means what Michael is thinking in his part, confusing ik im sorry T^T

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Vincent Sinclair:

-Honestly he doesn't mind, he's the least judgmental person out there.

-At first he didn't know what the corpse bride is?

-'Do you want a bride, thats also a corpse???' He has a lot of corpses but he thought you loved him :/

-You'd have to explain to him that you do love him and you'll never stop loving him! <3

-After comforting him you tell him all about corpse bride! And how much Joy it brings you when watching it, so one day he decided to surprise you with it!

-No visiters were around to bother you guys so he ended up getting blankets and cuddling with you on the couch [pretend their house has a TV and working electricity]

-After watching it he couldn't help but also enjoy the movie. He would make sketches of the charecters and even watch it again in his free time [whenever he gets any]

-He does feel a tad bit guilty for watching it without you though,

-In the end he ends up falling in love with the movie too! More date Ideas for the both of you!

Michael Myers:

-You have to admit, the dude is going to be a little judgmental about your liking in the movie.

-*They're a bunch of silly little animated charecters on a screen??? What is there to like*

-But one day he came home from doing his little hobby..... complaining to the manager [please tell me yall have accidentally stumbled upon the drawin of michael in all red with the glasses waving his finger and tries drinking water??? Its here on tumblr somewhere]

-Anyway he comes home and he sees you passed out on the couch, probably waiting for him or something idk, there on the tv is the beloved movie playing, and for once, he actually sits down and watches it

-Lets say the next morning when you wake up, he isn't judging you about it

-Hey you like the movie ya like the movie

-Besides that nothing really changes about him,

Jason Voorhees {I couldn't help it with this gif}:

-He's fully supportive about this! If you enjoy the movie then thats you!

-When one day there isn't any campers or such, when he can actually relax, then he'll sit down and watch it

-With you or by himself, depends on if you are awake or not.

-He'll start comparing your relationship to the ones in the movie.

-Corpse Bride, nope Corpse Husband {NOT the youtuber i didn't notice till now}

-Of course its not exactly like the movie where you killed him and such, but he thinks its so sweet-ish

-His mom is ok with it, not so into it but just ok with it

The Scale

Y/N Jason Pamela

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Really likes it meh/ok Hates it

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A/N: sorry i couldn't write much about jason, is was sorta stuck, maybe I'll come and write some more for him later, but for now, I'm sleeping!

#jason voorhees #slasher community #slasher fandom #slasher imagines #slasher rp #slasher trasher's writing #jason voorhees x reader #slasher fanfic #slasher films #slasher movies #vincent sinclair x you #vincent sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair house of wax #vincent sinclair #house of wax fanfic #house of wax 2005 #michael myers x reader

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practically-an-x-man · 27 days

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fic writer asks 🫓🥘🍛🍠🍢🍥🍘

Thank you so much!! <3333

Answers under the cut as usual

Fic Writer Asks

🫓 What is your most popular fic?

By sheer stats, it's Catch and Release, though I think part of that is the fact that it's a large fandom (Spider-Man), a popular character (Andrew Garfield's Spidey), and I started posting it right after No Way Home came out

Proportionally (like total hits to kudos/comments), I think Heart in Your Hands is winning right now, it's my newest fic but it's gotten so many unexpected comments and kudos and I'm still reeling about it.

🥘 What category do most of your fics fall under?

Longfics with a lot of action, and a blend of angst and fluff. Even my oneshots have the same blend of angst and fluff, I think, it's most fun for me to include both.

🍛 Have any comments, tags or reactions to one of your fics every made you laugh or cry or both?

I mean, I've nearly cried from getting long, thorough comments on some of my fics, especially the fics that were low on interaction (I got so few comments on A Love Once New that I guarantee I teared up reading some of @can-of-pringles' comments when they read it, just bc I was so utterly starved for feedback and they touched on a lot of things I wanted people to notice)

I did find it funny, one time I got two comments on Catch and Release after I introduced Charybdis - one comment was along the lines of "Noooo don't hurt my girl I'm so scared!" and the other was like "Evil Ophelia's gonna be fun" and just the sheer dichotomy between those two takeaways made me laugh.

🍠 How long does it take you to write one of your fics or a chapter/part?

The actual writing is anywhere from a day to 2 weeks, but my fics end up going months without updating them because 1. I'm trying to balance updates between my different WIPs and I have a lot to get through before it rolls back over to the one I just updated and 2. I either get really busy or just cannot focus enough to write on that particular fic.

Basically I go through months of writing absolutely nothing, then whip out anywhere from 3-8k words in a matter of days and suddenly have a chapter to post.

🍢 Have you ever gotten hate on a fic?

Not that I can remember, thankfully. The closest I've gotten were a few of those spammy "AI detected" comments, or an impatient reader getting pissy about waiting for an update, but I don't think I've ever gotten actual hate on my fics.

🍥 What's your favorite fic you've written?

Aw man, you can't do this to me!! I love them all in different ways, and I bounce around between them based on what I'm feeling at the time. I legitimately can't pick a favorite, they all touch on different things I love

🍘 Is there a fic or idea for a fic that you've abandoned?

Hm... I abandoned a Wednesday fic after things came out about PHW and Tim Burton, I wrote two chapters but never posted them and recycled the OC into another fic idea. My first-ever fic also got scrapped, just because I couldn't look at it without cringing and I just couldn't bring myself to continue it. Eventually I'll rewrite it, I think.

Aside from that, I've got a lot of ideas that need to be revamped or adjusted bc they're pretty old, and sometimes I go so long without updating my fics that I'm sure it feels like I've abandoned them, but I do my best not to abandon what I write.

#my friends!!!#answered asks #ask game #my writing

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whotaughtyougrammar · 8 months

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comfort movie tag game

thanks for tagging me @odd-kid-42 ! list 7 comfort movies and tag 7 ppl idk if i'll be able to list 7 movies or tag 7 people but i'll try! also idk how everyone else was defining "comfort movie" but i'm defining it as "movie that i can put on at any time with no hedging and no hesitation, you suggest it and i'll go 'sure'" anyway, in no particular order: 1) kiss kiss bang bang

it's where my username comes from! as a teenager/young adult who loved black comedies and film noir as a teen/young adult finding a movie that combined the two was formative and life changing for me and i quote it endlessly to this day and watch it every christmas

2) hot fuzz

acab and all that but this movie is so fucking funny. also a formative film of my late teens/early twenties, i also really loved deconstructions and affectionate parodies and still do so this is right up my alley, and i'm convinced both kkbb and hot fuzz has informed my sense of humor and will continue to do so

3) tim burton's nightmare before christmas

this movie was my personality as a 13 year old and might have been my first fandom where i actually talked with other fans and actively participated with other people. i remember all the OCs of Jack and Sally's kids that were made with amused fondness. also this movie used to have a bafflingly large and extensive wiki page and to this day i have no idea why. i actually watch this movie not on halloween or christmas, but thanksgiving -- it's right between the two holidays

4) who framed roger rabbit

i fucking love this movie, this movie might have made me give live action movies a chance as a kid/pre-teen because i hated live action movies for the longest time (like i hated e.t. and the goonies and a lot of live action 'kid' films, i still hate e.t. tbh that thing was NOT cute!) and as an adult i am blown away at the amount of love and effort that went into making the toons look so real and interact so organically with the live action world and of course bob hoskins is a king and he was robbed of an oscar nom, change my mind

5) the truman show

this might also be a contender for movie that made me give live-action movies a chance, and i can't even use the 'jim carrey is a live action cartoon man' excuse because he's at his least cartoony (at the time) here. i think i just like my comedies to have a hint of darkness in them, and a man unknowingly trapped in an artificial world for the amusement of millions is a little bit more than a hint i guess

6) everything everywhere all at once

i agree, this is a warm quilt of a movie, about family and the lengths we go through to achieve some modicum of understanding but also i am so SO weak for a wong kar wai/in the mood for love homage and also also i've said this before but i think people forget how genuinely fucking FUNNY this film is, like gut-bustingly hilarious

7) spotlight

OKAY I KNOW this is a weird choice for "comfort" since it's literally about the abuse in the catholic church and the team that helped uncover it, but i think that's partly why i consider it a comfort movie, like even the worst, most well-hidden things in the world can eventually get uncovered and laid bare for the world to see, and i guess that puts my mind at ease, at least a little what people decide to do with that information is a whole different story though i tag @electricxmayhem @spelviin @simplyfroggy @eels-eels-eelsrobot and anyone else who wants to do this

#thanks for the tag!#this was hard but not for the reasons i thought #i thought i'd have trouble choosing 7 because i wouldn't be able to name 7 #turns out i had trouble choosing 7 because i could name more than 7

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kylesvariouslistsandstuff · 10 months

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Further FOX AND THE HOUND Observations

I watch THE FOX AND THE HOUND... Like, a lot...

Not too long ago, while scoping around Goodwill... Even though I have largely halted collecting Disney VHS tapes (something I regularly did from the early 2000s up until the late 2010s, with some additions every now and then afterwards), I couldn't help but pick up some Disney VHS tapes that I saw there...

One of them was the 2000 release of THE FOX AND THE HOUND, which was in the Gold Classic Collection. This release came in both VHS and DVD formats, but I scooped up the tape, largely for the front artwork. I never really collected the Gold Classic Collection editions, even though they were the newest releases of several Disney films when I was in my late single-digits. I had gotten a couple of them, too, back in the day, as previous editions were no longer available. I had FUN & FANCY FREE, ALICE IN WONDERLAND, and THE RESCUERS DOWN UNDER circa 2000-2002. I had also gotten the GCC DVDs of THE SWORD IN THE STONE and THE BLACK CAULDRON. Many years later, when I started collecting Disney VHS tapes, I did eventually throw in at least one more GCC release. I remember being given the 2000 release of TOY STORY from a relative, and... I didn't really pick up any after that, until I got the FOX AND THE HOUND VHS the other day.

I tend to watch the movie a lot, and I wanted an excuse to the other day, so I popped in the VHS. I had never seen what this transfer of the movie looked like, I was only familiar with how it looked on the original 1994 VHS release (from "The Classics" line) and the 2011 Blu-ray... But, THE FOX AND THE HOUND fascinates me, even if it's not among my personal favorite Disney animated features...

There was a period in my life where I watched it frequently, too. Circa early 2002, I want to say? And another time around mid-to-late 2005-ish, when I was nonstop watching many of the animated classics. Studying them like the obsessed 12 3/4-year old that I was at the time! These films are like my sun and moon, even the ones that aren't regarded as the greatest, or even considered below par.

Anyways... Where was I? Yeah, THE FOX AND THE HOUND. Well-known amongst the average animation (and/or Disney) historian as the smack-dab-in-the-middle of the transitional era picture of the Disney animated feature library. The film whose production was fraught by Don Bluth's mass exodus from the studio, resulting in a half-year delay and the enterprise scrambling to hire many new animators to work on the picture, getting it to its summer 1981 release date. A film worked on by many future giants in the animation and cinema landscape, from John Musker to Chris Buck to Glen Keane to Brad Bird to Tim Burton!

Wow-wee!

THE FOX AND THE HOUND wasn't quite a beloved picture upon release in 1981, with some brushing it off as yet another Disney cartoon in the age of Steven Spielberg and George Lucas. In fact, this dog picture shared the same summer with RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK. It is a very compromised picture, as it is well-known that the young artists and the veterans were both at odds- not so much with each other, but with a very strict management that feared the wrath of angry letters from parents and the Bible Belt. This middle-management wouldn't allow the animated features in the works at the time (THE RESCUERS, this film) to be more in line with the films overseen by Walt Disney, films that weren't afraid to frighten young children and commit to their visual drama. Thus, you had Chief surviving a fall from a railroad bridge that was *supposed* to result in his death (thus fueling Copper with vengeance and hate for his best friend), and a general lack of oomph in other scenes. Jerry Rees, one of the animators of the film, recently revealed in an interview that the directors and executives didn't want the death of Tod's mother in the opening sequence to be explicit! They had to fight, tooth and nail, to get that gunshot sound effect in the movie!

That tells you everything you need to know...

THE FOX AND THE HOUND was in full production by the end of 1978. An inked and painted image of Tod and Copper meeting each other in the fallen log appeared in a November issue of LIFE Magazine that year, in celebration of Mickey Mouse's 50th birthday. In this issue was also some concept art done up by Mel Shaw for THE BLACK CAULDRON, which ended up being the feature film to be completed after FOX/HOUND. Not too long ago, I had read that one of the remaining bits of Don Bluth's work on the film was in the scene where Tod causes trouble in the barn while Widow Tweed is tending to Abigail the cow... and yeah, it does look like a Bluth scene!

There's a particular way Bluth does eyes, and I feel like you can see that with both Tod and the cow. Also, Tod doesn't keep his tongue in his mouth (before he takes a drink), another Bluth staple. You can see where his work is, using the tongues as your guide, in THE RESCUERS and WINNIE THE POOH AND TIGGER TOO. He has a thing for characters' tongues flopping out of their mouths.

But I definitely think that Bluth-ness can be felt in other scenes during the film's first 10 or so minutes, such as Big Mama comforting Tod after losing his mother, and Widow Tweed feeding Tod milk. And then about 20 minutes or so into the picture, once Amos, Copper, and Chief go on their lengthy hunting trip, you can see where things resumed following Bluth's September 1979 exit from the animation wing. You can see the work of the Cal-Art animators, and the vibe of the picture is slightly different. The first 10-20min of the movie have that '70s slow quietness to it, the veterans and the animators who already had ROBIN HOOD, TIGGER TOO, and THE RESCUERS under their collective belts... And then the rest of the picture, the new animators. There's a looseness to the animation and structuring of that half of the film, I feel.

I find that very, very fascinating. We have roughly a quarter of the movie that was made in 1978-79, and then the rest resumed in - presumably - early 1980. Of course, the story itself was probably locked by the end of 1978 with few major changes made afterwards (for example, the earliest iterations of THE FOX AND THE HOUND had some crow characters instead of woodpecker Boomer and the Brooklyn-accented sparrow Dinky), it's the execution of what was laid down. One team handling the first 10-20min, the other handling the rest. There's at least two schools of thought at play here, maybe a third, because Glen Keane's bear sequence feels - from a visual and staging standpoint - like it's from a completely different movie. The powerhouse sequence showcases a kind of intensity and raw pencil-drawn power that did the early Walt-era films proud, that the rest of the movie could've lived up to if the filmmakers had been allowed to just make a great family movie without the fear of upsetting someone.

Then you look at MICKEY'S CHRISTMAS CAROL (1983) and THE BLACK CAULDRON (1985), it's the new team's work through and through... THE FOX AND THE HOUND is the full bridge from the end of the Nine Old Men's lengthy careers to the "Young Turks" who would eventually be at the forefront of Disney Animation's "Renaissance"... You have a little bit of everything in it, really... Nine Old Men stuff that feels like it's from the late 1970s, Don Bluth stuff that's in line with his work on THE RESCUERS and his first feature THE SECRET OF NIMH (and also his part-time short BANJO THE WOODPILE CAT), the new animators' work that rings more CAROL and CAULDRON, and Glen Keane just absolutely going off with a scene that looks like it could've come right out of one of the '90s movies.

Kind of an eclectic collection of filmmaking choices, if you think about it, all rolled into this often-overlooked 83-minute movie.

#the fox and the hound #disney animation #random observations #unorganized thoughts

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2xhbergggg · 1 year

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What I thought of the Wednesday series:

!!SPOILERS AHEAD!!

So I did watch some episodes while multitasking so I am re-watching it with a friend but here are some of my initial thoughts:

- I’ve seen people say Jenna Ortega carried that show and ngl it’s kinda true, the rest of the acting for the most part I thought was pretty good as well but oh my gods Jenna was phenomenal in the role of Wednesday.

- I’m not surprised this show was amazing, Tim Burton directed it and he is a king.

- I love Enid but her character kinda made me cringe during a few of the episodes (especially eps 1 & 2)

- I feel like Enid cursing just doesn’t fit right. Like yes she’s a teenager, they curse, but she has such a sunny disposition that I feel like every time she cursed it was a bit out of place. Especially since like none of the other students cursed very much

- Okay I’m sorry (I’m sure most people can agree) I’m sure someone work hard on the misters CGI but like… come on you guys, what am I looking at rn?

- Tyler has minimal emotional range. He has like 3-4 moods and I find that funny. (Confused idiot, lovesick but expressionless, backstabbing murder psycho, just angsty idk

- I’ve been seeing a lot of Wednesday c Enid and I don’t hate that… idk if I’m fully on board or not I havnt made up my mind yet but I think they’re kinda cute…

- I feel like even though I’ve been wearing my hair in braids for a couple months now people are gonna think it’s just because of this and judge me, which is not true and also I don’t even think I care bc the show is pog fr

- Can you tell I’ve been watching a lot of old Minecraft streams from the way I ended that last point?

- idk I might add more l8r but that’s all I can’t think of for now :)

#wednesday netflix #Wednesday #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #winclair #wednesday series #thoughts #my thoughts

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amanyxia · 6 months

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I should be writing right now but answering random questions seems more interesting to me

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?

Closed... Gotta keep my demons away from my dreams

2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?

I do, except the last hotel I stayed at literally had them bolted into the shower, bastards

3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

Tucked under me like I'm in a cocoon

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?

No, but the thought was there..

5: Do you like to use post-it notes?

I honestly probably should but I haven't bought any to use. Maybe someday.

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

I used to, but now I avoid taking coupons at all for that reason. I'm too forgetful

7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?

Bring on the bees, maybe I can reason with them better

8: Do you have freckles?

I have some in the summer

9: Do you always smile for pictures?

No, but I try to

10: What is your biggest pet peeve?

When people don't clean up after themselves, especially people at work

11: Do you ever count your steps when you walk?

Yess

12: Have you ever peed in the woods?

Nope

13: What about pooped in the woods?

I'm so spoiled to have a bidet that I don't think I could do it lmao

14: Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing?

No. I need to feel some music to dance

15: Do you chew your pens and pencils?

No, that's just abuse

16: How many people have you slept with this week?

I live a boring one-person life but that's alright, it's exciting enough for me

17: What size is your bed?

Queen

18: What is your Song of the week?

As They Bloom - Unlike Pluto

19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink?

Yes

20: Do you still watch cartoons?

Sometimes. I need to connect with my inner child more

21: Whats your least favorite movie?

I really hate War films, they just bore me

22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?

Somewhere abandoned but cool, like maybe an abandoned haunted house would be cool

23: What do you drink with dinner?

Water or Almond Milk

24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in?

Ketchup. I drown them in a delicious blood bath of ketchup.

25: What is your favorite food?

I really love pasta, or my homemade meatloaf is pretty damn fire too

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love?

Tim Burton films, Lord of the Rings trilogy, Studio Ghibli films, just to name a few....

27: Last person you kissed/kissed you?

The dogs count as people right?

28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?

Girl Scout!!

29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?

Yeah, fuck it. I work hard on my body at the gym, it's looking pretty good.

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?

Wasn't fully a letter and they're dead but, two months ago?

31: Can you change the oil on a car?

Love cars, don't know a thing about them

32: Ever gotten a speeding ticket?

No, because I don't drive but if I did drive I'm pretty sure I would

33: Ever ran out of gas?

Nope

34: Favorite kind of sandwich?

Turkey bacon from Subway is beast or just a quick bologna sandwich from my kitchen mmm, I'm basic

35: Best thing to eat for breakfast?

Big ass omellete

36: What is your usual bedtime?

1PM, I'm a night owl but I love my mornings more than my afternoons

37: Are you lazy?

I have my days

38: When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween?

A kitty! Meow :3

39: What is your Chinese astrological sign?

40: How many languages can you speak?

English

41: Do you have any magazine subscriptions?

Nope

42: Which are better legos or lincoln logs?

I'm more familiar with Legos

43: Are you stubborn?

Yes

44: Who is better…Leno or Letterman?

It's been a while, Leno...?

45: Ever watch soap operas?

God no. My parents used to watch Days of Their Lives and seeing that was enough

46: Are you afraid of heights?

Deathly, though going on rollercoasters and big waterslides this year helped some

47: Do you sing in the car?

If I'm vibing with what's playing, sure

48: Do you sing in the shower?

The shower is made for karaoke time

49: Do you dance in the car?

Kinda, I probably look more like I'm seizuring to the oncoming cars

50: Ever used a gun?

I have but not the deadly ones

51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

Years ago

52: Do you think musicals are cheesy?

I think it really depends on the musical

53: Is Christmas stressful?

Technically, no. Traumatically? Yes.

54: Ever eat a pierogi?

I think so...

55: Favorite type of fruit pie?

Apple!

56: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

Therapist, Writer, Photographer, Graphic Designer, Programmer..

57: Do you believe in ghosts?

Yeah, pretty sure work has a few somehow. Those poor ghosts

58: Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

It happens quite a bit

59: Take a vitamin daily?

I take multiple vitamins

60: Wear slippers?

I did until the dog wanted a snack...

61: Wear a bath robe?

Sometimes

62: What do you wear to bed?

Oversized shirt, no pants = the way to go

63: First concert?

L.A. Guns I think...

64: Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

Wal-Mart

65: Nike or Adidas?

Honestly? Neither

66:Cheetos Or Fritos?

Fritos smell like dog feet but my salty ass loves them

67: Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

I'll put any nut or seed in my mouth...

68: Ever hear of the group Tres Bien?

Noo....

69: Ever take dance lessons?

Nope. Been dancing on my own since I was a kid though, I think I do alright

70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

Eventually some kind of big leading position at his job

71: Can you curl your tongue?

Unfortunately, I don't have any cool tricks with my tongue...

72: Ever won a spelling bee?

Never ended up entering one in school, always wanted to. My spelling has always been pretty good

73: Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

Yeah, I'm a crybaby over anything though

74: Own any record albums?

Currently looking to build up my little collection

75: Own a record player?

Yesss

76: Regularly burn incense?

Yeah, Dragon's Blood is best

77: Ever been in love?

Yeah

78: Who would you like to see in concert?

Would really love to trip at a Tool show

79: What was the last concert you saw?

Last went to Emo Night. But as for a big concert, Incubus and Badflower with Paris Jackson. All amazing.

80: Hot tea or cold tea?

If it's not hot it's not for me

81: Tea or coffee?

Tea. All day every day. Coffee if I need that added speed but I typically don't appreciate the anxiety that comes after

82: Sugar or snickerdoodles?

I'm a slut for a good snickerdoodle

83: Can you swim well?

No, but my ass can keep me afloat pretty well

84: Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

Yeah

85: Are you patient?

Not really, a work in progress though

86: DJ or band, at a wedding?

Imagine a band and how dope that'd be...

87: Ever won a contest?

I don't believe so

88: Ever have plastic surgery?

Nope

89: Which are better black or green olives?

Black olives

90: Can you knit or crochet?

91: Best room for a fireplace?

Mmm big master bedroom with a nice fireplace. Sleepy time and sexy time would be a lot... hotter

92: Do you want to get married?

Yes but not... But also yes. It wouldn't be the end of the world if I didn't. Just as long as I have a loyal lover by my side is all I need.

93: If married, how long have you been married?

Imagine being with someone for 69 years. Do you think they do 69 to celebrate?

94: Who was your HS crush?

Some loud party girl that only played me in the end...

95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?

Used to years ago. I grew up. Hit me if I ever do that again.

96: Do you have kids?

Just the four-legged babies

97: Do you want kids

No, but then I think I don't want to die alone. But the logical part of me says I couldn't handle it.

98: Whats your favorite color?

Red, Purple, Forest green are best colors

99: Do you miss anyone right now?

Yeah.... I do

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I did that post before about YouTube Music putting together a pretty lame Autumn playlist for like one specific woman they know. They also do one called "Ultimate Halloween Hits," and I figure it HAS TO BE better, right?

Note: before I even went into this, my assumption is that this is specifically "Halloween Party Music," because these always are. And fair enough, I suppose, though that immediately means there is going to be random pop shit thrown in that is only tangentially related to spookiness.

What's weird is they never call the lists Halloween party lists. And that is sus. Like, why are you being coy about it? Or does Halloween imply 'Halloween party' to the straights?

I don't know their world, and I am okay maintaining that.

Let's see what people with two kids want to hear while they're getting drunk dressed as puns and sexy skeletons or whatever!:

We start off strong, here. The top 3 are how you start one of these. The only problem is that Screamin' Jay Hawkins "I Put a Spell on You" isn't No. 4. That man singlehandedly invented gothic shock rock. Come on, guys.

Instead we get..."Everybody" by the Backstreet Boys.

...I'm going to need to see your math on this one. The key is 'tangentially related to Halloween.' This is...not.

Jesus.

"Black Magic" by Little Mix at least has that title, even if that is literally all it has.

"Somebody's Watching Me" by Rockwell is another staple. Fine.

I'll let "Zombie" pass because, again, title. Though if you actually know what that song is really about, it will inevitably kill the vibe.

"Running Up That Hill" is legally required to be on every playlist any white person or white person-programmed algorithm creates in 2023. So while it has nothing to do with Halloween and I find that mid song highly overrated, I begrudgingly accept that it must be here.

...I guess it was in "Stranger Things" or something, so is that the excuse this time? Did a face get eaten while it played? I disliked that show before disliking that show was popular, so I don't know.

Doja Cat is pretty scary, so that's okay.

Interesting that they went with Nelly Furtado's "Maneater" over Hall & Oates's "Maneater." I mean neither should really be here, but I guess they had to pick one.

We end okay, at least.

At least Jay Hawkins squeaked in at the end of the list of your 51 Halloween songs.

Guys.

Interesting choice of cover for The Addams Family Theme. They go Baroque with it a minute in. Interesting flex.

Now for the omissions. No Beetlejuice? No Tim Burton movie music at all?? (They have "Jump In the Line" by Harry Belafonte, at least, but...) No Rob Zombie? No The Cramps? No "Love Song for a Vampire" by Annie Lennox? No "Kiss from a Rose," the most late October song ever?

No Nick Drake? No "Black-Eyed Dog"? Hell, I would've taken "Pink Moon".

No "Tubular Bells." You didn't put the iconic music from The Exorcist on you Halloween party playlist.

No Toccata and Fugue in D Minor? No Hall of the Mountain King? No Mars, Bringer of War?

No "Hedwig's Theme" from Harry Potter?

No "This is Halloween"?????

That last one is kind of unforgivable.

Is this a rights issue? Do online playlists have to pay to group songs together?

I am honestly shocked Taylor Swift's "Bad Blood" isn't here. I mean, good, I hate that song. But still. It would have made more idiot sense than that Backstreet Boys song.

iHeart Radio is kicking your ass on this, Google. And I have to listen to local car dealership commercials in between songs on that.

#rant #youtube music sucks #google #halloween

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okay. so i just rewatched the corpse bride and emily and victor just deserved to be together. but they didn’t and i hate it. so can you do the om brothers and datables reacting to the corpse bride and hating the fact emily and victor didn’t get a happy ending? or any thoughts about the movie.

such a cute movie! I disagree about the happy ending part. happy endings come in many forms. but, agree to disagree. let’s see the boys opinions!

OBEY ME BOYS + Reacting to ‘Corpse Bride’ Headcanons

Lucifer

Not sure why he's watching an animated movie. But this just proves the depths of his love for you

Watches it, and is interested in the plot, but wouldn't call himself a fan. The ending is lack luster.

Would try to engage you with other movies with similar themes. Like Russian horror movie The Bride.

Probably spends all other animated movie nights reading beside you.

Mammon

Why would he want to watch a kid's movie?? That's so lame.

But, any excuse to be close and alone with you. Although he'd never say it.

Likes the Remains of the Day music number, and the scaring the towns people scene. He thinks it's hilarious.

Asks if there are other movies like that you want to watch. Y-You know....cause he has the best sound system and everything.

Levi

Probably already a fan of Tim Burton, so he's seen it. But he hasn't seen it with you!

Has the director's cut blu ray already in his collection ready to queue up.

Even if he's seen it a bunch of times, he's still enthralled like it's the first.

Totally cries when Emily fades off in the end.

Satan

Also not a fan of animated films, but all art is valid

Spends most of the movie telling you fun facts about it, rather than watching the movie.

"Did you know it took X hours a day to film scenes?" "Originally they were going to use (blank) for this scene. But had to switch 3 months into filming."

Likes the story and would be willing to watch again. Quietly, next time.

Asmo

Down to watch the movies with you! But not necessarily for the movie part....

Spends most of the movies trying to grope or make out with you.

Relates to Emily being so beautiful and rich in the past, but not much else.

Does like the drama of a tragic love story. So he likes it in the end.

Beel

Is there popcorn? Then yes he'll watch with you.

Movies of this type aren't really his thing. He prefers action movies, or sport films.

Gets sad as he relates to waiting for someone for so long, but tries to perk up.

Gets misty when Emily is finally free. Tries to play it off like he got hell fire salt from the popcorn in his eye.

Belphie

Loves to cuddle up in his bed and watch movies, so of course he wants to watch it with you.

He also really likes 'darker' animated films. So this is a real win-win

Even though he likes the movie, he still falls asleep halfway through

Whines and asks you to watch with him again to see the ending. Rinse, repeat lol

Solomon

Not interested. But if it's something you want to do then it couldn't be all that bad.

Much like Satan, spends most of the time talking about the practical elements of the movie. From a magical side.

"Do they honestly think that resurrections spells work that simply?", "What sort of incantation trigger is hopscotch?", "You know, there is actually a really fun potion involving boiled sea urchins that I think was what they were going for."

Has no opinion on the ending since he didn't care in the first place. Amused you get so worked up about it.

Simeon

Happy just to spend the afternoon with you. But he is excited to see a Human film.

Likes all the colors and interesting graphic work. It's really creative.

Finds the ending rather inspiring. Emily is able to let go of her past and be free. To which he hopes is heaven.

Wouldn't let Luke watch it because he thinks the skeletons would scare him.

Diavolo

As always, he's fascinated by all things Human World. So of course he'll watch it with you.

He really enjoys it. Those boisterous, funny skeletons are simply to die for.

The ending is ok for him. He likes that the villain got what was coming to him and justice was done.

Would want to watch another movie with you. As many as he can get until you get bored or his work calls him away.

Barbatos

Doesn't get a lot of time off, so spending it watching a kid's movie is not what he had planned. But if it's what you want to do.....

Would make yummy snacks and drinks to watch the movie with, and enjoy the show

Surprisingly, he doesn't hate it. The characters are interesting and the animation is lovely. His opinion on the ending is that all things must end.

Hopes you enjoyed yourself, and would like to do it again. Preferably with a much mature film but it's it makes you happy.

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"Please... Stay?" Prinxeity oneshot

type: hurt/comfort, fluff

words: 873

summery: With all the craziness going on in Thomas's head, Roman is having some trouble getting to sleep.

Virgil's POV

It had been a few months of secretly dating. I don’t entirely hate the concept, even though sometimes it feels like we’re lying to everybody.

I tried to wait for a perfect moment of some kind, but honestly? With everything going on there never really was a good time to let everyone know, let alone a perfect one.

I’m not sure how telling them would even go down at this point. It’s not like I’m going to burst into the mind palace living room one day and announce “Me and Creativity have been dating for months and none of you even knew!”

That seemed like a bad idea. So I agonized over some better ways we could tell everyone.

Around 3 am, I heard a knock on my door. I had no clue who it was, assuming that everyone else was asleep by now.

I opened the door to a crow. A literal crow, on the ground, in front of me. There was only one explanation for this. “Princey?” I whispered, looking around the hall outside.

The crow shook its head and grabbed a note that was tied to its leg, placing it next to my foot before silently flying down the hall and disappearing through Roman’s door.

I rolled my eyes, questioning why he was even awake, let alone sending me messenger crows instead of talking to me directly. I picked up the note, “Come cuddle with me?” it requested in fancy calligraphy, the whole paper littered with drawn emojis that weren’t quite on point.

I smiled, left the paper on my desk and walked into Romans room.

The home of creativity itself was always breathtakingly beautiful. It was a different scene every time I entered, but this time it was a simple bed, in what looked like a child’s room straight out of a movie, right down to the bean bags in the corner and one small rug beside the bed. All the lights were out, but the moon and stars outside the window gave the room a dim lighting.

“Finally.” Roman called from his bed, sounding exhausted.

“Don’t be like that, I didn’t have to come.” I smiled at him, knowing he probably couldn’t see it.

“But you did.” He noted. “So don’t just stand there, I’m in desperate need of a Tim Burton wannabe.”

I sighed, but got in bed anyway. Of course, of all the idiots I could choose to love, it’s this one. Within seconds our limbs were tangled together, and he pushed his face into my shoulder. I felt like I could stay here forever.

I laid there with him for maybe an hour, and was fairly sure he had gone to sleep. But when I started falling asleep, I realized that it might be hard to play off waking up together like we weren’t dating if someone caught us.

I carefully extracted myself from him, trying not to wake him up. But right as I reached the door I heard a small voice. “Please… please don’t go.”

I looked back; Roman was sitting up, and crying. I rushed back and sat down with him, holding his face in my hands. “Honey, what’s wrong?”

He grabbed my hand, voice wavering. “I just don’t want to be alone. I know I’m dumb and I make stupid decisions sometimes... Well, a lot of the time. But right now you are just about the only happy thing my stupid brain can think of and I really, really don’t want to lose you.”

I hugged him. “You’re not going to lose me, I’m right here, silly. And when I’m not right here, I’m just down the hall.”

“That seems impossibly far away sometimes.” He muttered bitterly.

“You’re not going to lose me.” I repeated.

“I know, I’m just… scared.” He hugged me tighter. “And I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep if you leave. So please… stay?”

I kissed the top of his head. “Of course I’ll stay, Sunshine.”

We laid back down together, and he clang to me like I was his lifeline. A few minutes passed as he relaxed, and all the tension he had built up just faded away.

“I love you, Virgil.” He said, exhaustion laced through each word. But I knew he meant it.

“I love you too.”

Bonus:

Patton's POV

“Morning kiddo!” I called into Virgil’s room. “Father-son bonding time is upon us! On today’s agenda: pancakes!”

But no one answered. Strange.

I knocked on the door only for it to swing open. The room was empty. Maybe he got up early? There was a note on his desk. Without snooping I casually walked in, and happened to read the note out of the corner of my eye.

Only one side could draw such perfectly shaded emojis on a piece of paper

I smiled to myself, trying to figure out what I should say when I accidentally walk in on the two inconspicuous lovebirds. But when I opened Roman’s door, and saw the two sleeping so contently in each other’s arms… I decided this was clearly something they were taking step by step, and they’d come to us when they were ready. I shouldn’t ruin it for them.

So of course the next stop was Logan’s room so I can fill him in on everything.

The End.

#virgil sanders #ts virgil #ss virgil #roman sanders #ts roman #ss roman #prinxeity #sanders sides #oneshot #fanfiction #ts sides patton #patton sanders #ts patton

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EVER SINCE NEW YORK | MATTHEW GRAY GUBLER

Description: I was messaged saying: “If you don’t write a young Matthew enemies to lovers fic featuring an obsession with sucking on boobs then what’s the point 😔.” So, here it is, folks! The ultimate College!Matthew fic.

PART 1! - for Sara [@bravadostyles], the ultimate muse.

SOUNDTRACK:

Empire State of Mind - Jay Z.

Animals - Maroon 5.

Dopamine - Børns.

Word Count: 4,731.

Rating: M.

Warning/Includes: Sexual intercourse, recreational drug use, a bit of angst.

Spring, Freshman Year.

Tisch School of the Arts,

New York University.

New York City.

“You’ve got that face on,” Claire said.

“What face is that, Claire?”

“Your trademark ready-to-go-home face,” she giggled. “You tired?”

“Just a little,” you whispered, head resting on her shoulder, feet hanging off the bed. “Had a long day at rehearsal.”

“Ah,” she nodded. “Well, if you wanna go, we can go. I’ll walk you home.”

“No,” you shook your head, and placed your hand on her arm. “It’s fine. I’m having a good time.”

Soft music played through the small speakers on Jonathan’s desk, mixing in with the chatter of your friends. Everyone sat in different spaces around the room, some on the desk, some on John’s bed, and you and Claire rested on his roommate’s bed. Open solo cups of beer were scattered amongst the room. It was calm, chill, and then the door swung open.

“Yoooooo!” The entering voice rang, instantly earning a happy response from Johnathan, who hopped off his bed and ran towards the entrance.

“Gube!” John exclaimed, arms open wide to embrace his friend. He always got a little touchy-feely when he was tipsy. “Where the hell you been, man?”

“Consider my good time ruined,” you murmured to Claire.

“Be nice, [y/n],” she responded, patting your leg. “Everyone’s having a nice time, don’t start anything.”

“Me? Me? I don’t start anything, I never start anything. It’s him who starts it. That di—“

“Hey, [y/n],” Matthew greeted, taking a seat beside John. “Hey, Claire.”

“Hey, Gube,” Claire smiled. She gave you a gentle nudge with her elbow.

You rolled your eyes, “Hi, Matthew,” you reluctantly replied, refusing to make eye contact.

“Aw, c’mon, that’s all I get?” Matthew teased. “What’s wrong, sleeping beauty? You tired?”

“Oh, you have no idea,” you told him, finally looking over at him. He wore a white polo, paired with a busted pair of jeans and white converse with his mismatched socks poking out. On his chest sat his trademark gold chain, the medallion set in the center of his sternum.

“Might be past your bedtime,” he shrugged. “Really. Might be better if you just left.”

“Me?” You scoffed. “Why don’t you leave? We were perfectly fine before you got here.”

“Oh, God,” someone groaned. “Here they go.”

“John wants me here. I’m a little more fun than someone who falls asleep mid-conversation, so I can see why.”

“Matthew, why are you talking to me? Can you just pretend,” you waved your arms around. “Pretend there’s a wall here.”

“Don’t mind her,” Claire interjected. “She’s crabby because she hasn’t started editing her project yet.”

You gasped, “Why would you just announce that, Claire? I didn’t wanna be reminded of that.”

“[y/n], you’re gonna be fucked if you don’t get that shit done. It’s due next week.” Another friend told you.

You groaned, “Yes. I know that. But I’ve been killing myself practicing for the show every night. And when I finally sat down to start editing, I didn’t know how to work the damn software!”

“You don’t know how to work EasyEdit?”

“No,” you sighed. “I missed class that day. I tried to learn on YouTube, and that confused me even more. So, I have since then given up.”

“Hm,” John hummed. “You know who’s really good with EasyEdit?”

“Who?”

“Gube,” John answered. This prompted Matthew to lift his head up at astronomical speed, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “He taught me how to use it. He could help you, [y/n].”

“John...” Claire said.

“What, Claire?” John replied. “[y/n] needs help and Gube can help. I’m just saying.”

You cut your eyes over to Matthew, who was watching you, but he quickly turned away when you made eye contact.

“You’re not clever,” Claire shook her head. “You’re nosey is what you are.”

“Nosey?” You pipped, tapping Claire’s arm. “What do you mean nosey?”

“I mean, if you and Gube just...” John said. “I’m gonna say it - fucked - one good time, the two of you could get over this whole rivalry already.”

“And stop arguing all the damn time,” someone added. “The shit’s annoying.”

Your jaw had been dropped since the word ‘fucked’ was uttered. You looked up at Claire who gave you a sympathetic smile.

“I-“ You stuttered. “I...never say that again, John! Ever. Ew!”

“Ew?” Matthew exclaimed. “You’d be lucky if I tossed you a bone.”

Your jaw dropped even lower, stunned by Matthew’s words. “You arrogant son of a bitch,” you muttered. “And this is who you want me to allow near my final project?” You directed at John.

“Hey, if you don’t wanna fuck me, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Matthew taunted, biting his lip and tilting his head.

“No. I don’t wanna fuck you! I also don’t want to spend any more time with you than I absolutely have to. So I will learn EasyEdit by myself.”

“Okay,” Matthew shrugged. “You’re not gonna figure that shit out in time, but fine, princess. Be stubborn.”

You rolled your eyes at him, shaking your head in annoyance.

“[y/n], let Gube help,” Claire said. “You’re gonna drive yourself insane with that and the show coming up, plus finals? Just this once.”

You looked over at Matthew, instantly getting angry again. Hate is a strong word. It’s a very, very strong word. And you’d never use it against anybody. Ever. Except Matthew Gubler. That may sound a bit dramatic, so to clear up any confusion, here’s a composite list of every asshole, dick, bastard, bitch-ass move he’s made in one semester:

1. Broke your editing equipment trying to do magic tricks in class.

2. Didn’t apologize.

3. Called your last documentary “uninspired, dry, a little like a lullaby.”

4. Took the last spot for an internship over Christmas break.

5. Which he knew you wanted.

6. Refused to partner with you on a final project because “you can’t even get to class everyday.”

7. In front of everyone because he’s a jackass.

8. Told you that you were insane for majoring in film making AND ballet.

9. Proceeded to tell you that you look better in a leotard than a suit.

10. Fucked your roommate.

11. While you were in the room.

12. Insisted that Wes Craven is a better horror director than Tim Burton? Is he dumb?

13. Calls you ballerina barbie, short stack, princess, anything other than your actual name.

14. Won’t drop dead.

And, because you’re not going to let anyone treat you that way, here’s a list of things you’ve done in retaliation:

1. “Accidentally” stepped on his canvas.

2. 3 times.

3. Uploaded a video of you calling him a dick in place of his documentary.

4. Yes, he did play it for the class on accident.

5. Told him you didn’t want to be his partner anyway since he walks around stoned 24/7.

6. Laughed.

7. Told him he’d be a good ballerina. His tiny dick would fit perfectly in a leotard.

8. Fucked his friend. While said friend was supposed to help Matthew with his project.

9. Told him none of Edgar Allan Poe’s work was actually interesting enough for screen time. (He almost passed out, he got so mad.)

10. Told him his mismatch socks were dumb.

11. Consistently call him asshole, dick, jackass, or just Matthew. All synonyms.

12. Refuse to let him mess with you.

So, the idea of him helping you with your project, coming into your room, bothering you for hours on end, was a ridiculous thought. You should punch John for even mentioning it. Except. It wasn’t a bad idea.

“Hey, pants stay on,” Matthew said, giving you a smirk. “Boy Scouts honor.”

Everyone was looking at you. It made you queasy. Annoyed. Angry. And you couldn’t take it. So, you sighed heavily and cut your eyes towards Matthew. “Fine,” you grimaced. “Fine. Monday night. You will teach me how to use EasyEdit. And then we can all drop this.”

“Ah, success,” John cheered. “I’m not worried, though. Look at [y/n], she’s so innocent. She looks like she belongs on top of a Christmas tree. She does ballet for crying out loud. I doubt fucking is on her to-do list.”

“And on that note,” you pushed yourself off the bed. “I’m going to my room. Goodnight.”

Your room was just down the hall, and you showered, changed, brushed your teeth and got into bed in all of 30 minutes. Just about to fall asleep, you were disturbed by the sound of keys jingling in the door. Sloppy footsteps stumbled into the room, accompanied by silly giggles.

Thinking you were asleep, your roommate admired your sleeping frame, “Awwww,” she cooed. “Precious, precious, [y/n].” She walked over to you and rubbed your shoulder.

“You’re crazy to not wanna fuck Matthew,” she whispered, chuckling. “You don’t know what you’re missing, kid.”

And you stayed still, silent, pretended to snore. All while Claire crawled into her bed.

When Monday rolled around, you spent the entire day with a chip on your shoulder. Claire kissed the top of your head and insisted you’d be fine, that your project would be done by the end of the night and you’d be grateful for Matthew’s help. But she knew that was a dead cause in her heart of hearts. You both knew it’d be a miracle if Matthew and you made it through 15 minutes of editing.

When she left to go to a friend’s place, you changed into pajama pants, combined with a cozy cropped button sweater. You sat at your desk, and waited. You’d told Matthew to arrive at 7.

He got there at 7:59.

By then, you were laying in bed, pissed and upset that you’d actually been convinced to give Matthew a chance. He knocked on the door, and you answered with an attitude. “Go home, Matthew.”

“Don’t be like that, short stack,” he sighed, following you as you stomped into the room. “I got caught up. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah? What’d you get caught up with? A gram?” You spit.

He laughed, “Haha, so funny. No, I was not getting high. I was working on my own project. That I finished. Ahead of time. Can you relate, [y/n]?”

“Get out of my room,” you scoffed. “I asked you for one thing. One. And you couldn't even do that. You knew how important this project was to me, and you didn’t give a fuck. I wasted time waiting for you that I could’ve been working or rehearsing! I—Are you listening?”

Matthew’s eyes had been concentrated solely on your chest, “Are you wearing a bra?” He asked.

You took a step back, stunned, blinking rapidly as you searched around the room. “I’m sorry,” you said. “I’m just trying to find where the hell that came from?”

“It came from that itty bitty shirt you’re wearing,” he replied with a shrug. “Doesn’t really leave much to the imagination.”

“Stop staring at my tits!” You shouted, face turning red. “God, Matthew, I can’t stand to look at you right now. Just, leave. Please.”

He did not stop staring at your tits. Not for a very long time. But when he did, he had this look in his eyes. Like a wire had snapped. And he kissed you. Cupped your face in his hands, pulled you close, and kissed you. You pressed your hands against his chest, face contorting in shock and confusion.

You pushed him away, lips retracting with a sharp smacking noise. Saliva dripped from your lips, and you stood there, huffing and puffing like the two of you had just run a mile. “What the hell was that?” You snapped, your fingertips lightly touching your bottom lip.

He didn’t reply. He was just as speechless as you were. Speechless, and confused, and out of breath, and so, so pretty. He was so pretty. Has he always been that pretty?

You grabbed onto the hem of his shirt and pulled him back in, pressing your lips together in an aggressive collision. Matthew’s hand gripped onto your hair, his body pushing itself against yours in an eager attempt to get as close to you as possible. His other hand made its way to your waist, gripping onto your skin so hard, his nails left marks. Both his hands began to snake down your body, landing on the back of your thighs.

Very suddenly, Matthew scooped you up in his arms, yanking your feet off of the ground. You let out a breathy ‘oof’ as you found yourself perched in his grasp, your legs wrapped around his torso, your hands on his shoulders. He supported your weight so easily, all while sliding his tongue into your mouth.

He carried you over to your bed, where he abruptly dropped you onto the mattress, and looked down at you with a lustful grin. Standing beside the bed, he leaned in as if he was going to kiss you — slowly, with his hands reaching out to touch your body — but he didn’t. Instead, he placed his hands on your ribs and pushed your sweater up, over your breasts to reveal your chest.

“I knew it,” he whispered. “I knew you weren’t wearing a bra.”

Your breath caught in your throat, before you released it shakily. His lips wrapped around your nipple, wetting it with his tongue and applying light suction. A soft moan left your mouth, and you gripped onto his hair in ecstasy. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling. He sucked harder, to the point of pain, just to hear you make some noise. Any noise. When one nipple began to pulse between his lips, he moved to the other, leaving a trail of love bites between them.

The heat between your legs was suffocating, and you rubbed your thighs together for some relief. Matthew noticed this, and proceeded to stick his hands down your pants, fingers sliding underneath the band of your underwear. He smirked at how soaked you were already and rubbed your clit as he licked a trail up to your neck. You tightened your thighs around his hand, gasping at the friction and pulling at the bedsheets.

The sound caused Matthew to take in a sharp breath of air. His cock was pressed against the zipper of his jeans, and was getting to the point that it was excruciating. So, as he massaged your nerve, he undid his pants and pushed them down his legs.

He nibbled on your ear, and as you gave him a quiet moan, your eyes flickered down to look between your bodies. Flushed, and horny, and suddenly so desperate, you grabbed onto Matthew’s large erection and pressed the tip against your clit.

He grunted and pulled back to stare you in the eye, a sly grin creeping onto his face. He laughed, “I knew it. I fucking knew it. Innocent? Innocent, my ass.”

As you rolled your eyes at him, he kissed your lips softly, hands holding onto your thighs. You positioned his cock at your entranced and allowed him to press into you. He stood up straight, watching his cock disappear inside you, slowly, steadily, before he suddenly slammed into you. The sound of skin colliding on skin mixed in with your and Matthew’s moans, and he watched your head roll back in pleasure.

He licked his lips, smirking. And he did it again. And again. And again. Pulling out all the way and pushing back into you. Hard. The sensation struck your chest, and elicited vulnerable moans from you every time he pounded you. Matthew instantly began to speed his hips up, nails digging into your thighs as he pressed your legs open for him. His used all his strength to fuck you, your head knocking into the wall with every thrust. It was sloppy and messy and you couldn’t stop whimpering. Your eyes were screwed shut, and when you opened them again, the first thing you noticed with his chain. The gold medallion dangled in your face, Matthew’s lips pressed against your cheek.

Absentmindedly, you tangled your fingers in the chain, tugging on it as your volume increased. “Fuck,” you muttered. “Oh, fuck.”

He brought his hand up to your face, placing his thumb on your bottom lip. “Open your mouth,” he ordered, quietly, softly. And you did it without thinking. His thumb slid into your mouth, twirling around your tongue and stifling your moans.

He removed his hand and placed his thumb on your clit, wetting the skin with your own saliva. You let out a loud yelp at the new sensation, and a bubble instantly formed in your stomach.

Oh, no, not Matthew, you thought. Don’t let it be Matthew.

But with his cock and his hips and the way he kissed your neck and rubbed your sensitive nerve all at once. You came, you came with a fit of pornographic moans, trembling and writhing around on the bed.

And it was Matthew — the first guy to make you come. Ever.

He licked his lips as he watched you come undone beneath him, proud of himself — to the point of cockiness. Giving you a few more forceful pumps, he pulled out of you and released himself onto your chest, watching the fluid cover the hickies he’d left there.

He looked angelic on top of you, moaning, panting, swearing under his breath. But the moment he finished, he stepped back, fastened his pants and walked away. You propped yourself up on your elbows, watching him in a daze.

Matthew logged onto your computer, pressed a few buttons and then closed the laptop shut. Then he left.

However, the next day he sent you an email. Your project. Fully and perfectly edited.

Okay. So, that happened. They said it would happen and it happened. Didn’t necessarily make you hate Matthew any less, but it happened. It was good. You hated to admit it. And it was all you could think about. You couldn’t even touch yourself or hold your pillow without thinking of Matthew. It was bad.

Especially, given the fact that after the whole situation, he decided not to talk to you. At all. Not in class, not while hanging out with friends, not even to pick a fight. Complete and utter radio silence. He looked at you enough though. Not while you were looking at him, of course. So, as far as you knew, you were far off of his mind. But life had to go on. You had to focus on school, and on top of that, you were due to perform in NYU’s production of Swan Lake in less than two weeks.

You landed the main role of Odette, meaning for the next two weeks, you had to eat, sleep, breathe ballet. You practiced for hours on end, barely saw your friends, which gave you a good break from seeing Matthew.

Opening night rolled around and you were so nervous, you thought you might puke. Only a freshman, it was a miracle you landed the role in the first place, which meant your performance tonight was a make or break moment. Claire could tell you were sick to your stomach and tried to distract you by taking a bunch of pictures on her phone.

“Smile, pretty girl!” She beamed, the flashing going off in your face as you posed. “[y/n], you’re gonna kill it! I’m so excited! Aren’t you excited?”

“Yeah...” you whispered. “Deathly excited.”

“Aw, poor baby,” she swung her arm around your shoulder. “Don’t worry. I’m gonna be front and center, cheering you on. Just focus on me, okay?”

You smiled and nodded, taking in a deep breath. “Okay.”

Your body was on autopilot out on stage. The movements you’d practiced everyday, for hours and hours on end, just flowed. The lighting in the audience was dark, but you could just barely make out Claire’s figure under the soft hue.

It wasn’t until the finale, when you stood ready for your closing performance, that the lights switched to their full intensity and you noticed a hand resting on Claire’s shoulder. An arm resting behind her head. Someone whispering in her ear, making her laugh.

Matthew.

He was here. He was here and he was with Claire. He was with Claire and he was watching you. And it made your stomach feel weird. But then the music kicked up. So, you had to go. You fell into your dance, your rhythm and for some reason, you could not stop staring at Matthew.

Every twirl, you made him your focal point. Looking at him again, and again, and again. Until the lights went out.

Supporting ballerinas cheered you on as you walked offstage, throwing flowers at your feet and giving you applause. Your instructor marched right up to you, kissed both sides of your face and embraced you. It was a wonderful feeling, but right then, you were drained, emotionally, mentally, physically, you needed some rest.

You locked yourself away in your dressing room, taking a seat in the mirror and beginning to remove your tights. Pressing a makeup wipe to your skin, you jumped, startled by a knock on the door. You rose from your seat and walked to the entrance casually, expecting Claire to greet you.

 But you froze, as soon as you opened the door. Eyes glazing over the person in front you, your breath caught in your throat. “Matthew.”

“Hey,” he smiled. He looked you up and down — your naked legs, your breasts poking through the thin material of the leotard. “You...you were amazing tonight.”

“Thank you,” you whispered. “Bye.”

You attempted to close the door on him, but his put his elbow against the frame, stopping it in motion. “Whoa,” he exclaimed, pushing his way into the room. “What the hell is your problem?” He closed the door behind him.

“My problem is that I’m very tired, and still need to change, and greet everyone waiting for me. So, I don’t have time for this.”

“Time for what?” He crossed his arms over his chest.

You ducked your head down, “Nothing. Nothing. You need to leave.”

“Hey, hey, hey, ballerina barbie,” he mocked. “What’s your deal?”

“I don’t have a deal! I have nothing to say to you Matthew. Same way you have nothing to say to me.” You scrunched up your face in a frown.

“I...” he paused, laughing under his breath. “I never said I didn’t have something to tell you. In fact, I’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

You looked up at him — the gel in his hair, his black button down shirt flowing over his belt buckle, his dark eyes, his lips and the way they were pouting just a little. And like a magnet, you found yourself being pulled towards him. You jumped into his arms, hands on his face, and connecting your lips, mouths open, tongues touching.

Matthew held you up, moaning against your lips. “Mm,” you hummed. “Wait, what if someone comes in?”

Matthew thought quickly, hiking you up in his arms and shoving your back against the door. “Well, now they can’t get in, can they?” He mumbled, leaving kisses along your neck.

Your jaw dropped and you started to undo his belt, freeing his cock from his pants. He grunted against your skin as you stroked him, your head leaned back against the door, your chest heaving. You used your other hand to pull your leotard to the side, revealing your throbbing core.

Matthew smirked, letting you guide his dick to your entrance, and pushed his way into you swiftly. You instinctively wrapped your arms around his shoulders, burying your face in his neck to keep yourself quiet. His thrusts were quick, rough, messy. He was much more vocal this time, making no effort to stay silent.

“Fuck,” he moaned in your ear. “F-fuck, I forgot how good your pussy is. Fuck.”

The feeling was mutual. For the past month, you’d be wondering what the hell about Matthew had you so stuck. So fixated on him. And this was it. He filled you up perfectly, could manhandle you however he wanted, and always, always made sure you came.

He fucked you harder when he noticed your orgasm nearing — your quickened breaths, frequent moans and whines, and your legs tightening against his torso. “Oh, my God,” you whimpered.

“Shit, are you gonna come?” He asked. “Good.”

Breathless, speechless, you stared into his eyes helplessly as your body began to crumble. All power left your body and you held onto his shirt for dear life. He gave you a small smile, and flipped his hair out of his face, looking down at his cock. He could pinpoint the exact stroke that did it. The one that sent you into a state of euphoria, sent your eyes rolling back, your body into intense shock.

You let out a long and weakened sigh as the wave washed over you, and Matthew continued to plow into you like nothing was happening.

“It’s so cool how your pussy tightens up when you come,” he chuckled. “It’s hot.”

You rolled your eyes at the sound of his voice, clawing at the back of his neck. His breathing became ragged and hoarse, and he had to pull out of you before he came. He jerked himself off until he exploded onto your clothing. And with you being dressed in all black, his stains stood out perfectly on your costume.

This time, he gave you a kiss on the cheek before he left.

The week after that was finals week. And neither of you could be bothered to reach out. Despite the not-so-subtle confession of bitterness and the very intense orgasms you shared, you and Matthew simply went back to not talking. Your friends thought it was strange, even commented that they missed the bickering. The two of you shrugged in response.

Most of your dorm room was in boxes by the time you finished your last final exam. Claire was slower to pack up than you were, considering she only lived an hour away, but she applauded you for your determination. The day Claire did start packing was the day before you left for the summer. The two of you spent the day getting everything cleared out, cleaned, squared away.

While the two of you sat on your bed, watching Netflix, a knock sounded from your door. Claire hopped up and headed towards the entrance, opening it with a grand smile. “Gube!” She shouted, instantly opening her arms for a hug. Matthew wrapped his arms around her waist and picked her up, carrying her into the room with a smile.

“Are you about to leave?” She asked him, holding onto his arms as he placed her feet back on the ground.

“Yeah, my mom’s here. So, I wanted to stop by and say goodbye,” he nodded.

“Aw, Gube, you softie,” she giggled. “[y/n], come say bye.”

“I can say bye from right here, Claire,” you replied. She gave you a look, and you felt compelled to get off the bed. So you did, you approached them, “Bye, Matthew.”

“Bye, shortcake,” he laughed. “Bye, Claire.” He pulled your roommate into another hug, while you stood there, crossing your arms in annoyance.

Matthew peeked at you over Claire’s shoulder. One hand rubbed her back and the other reached out to you, holding a small note.

Your eyes went wide as you looked at him, then the note, then Claire. You ripped the paper from his hand, and stuffed it into your pocket right away. He smirked at you, and turned his attention back to Claire.

“Hey,” he said to her. “Come back to my place, I want everyone there to show my mom I actually have friends.”

Claire chuckled and nodded, “Okay,” she shrugged. “Let’s go. [y/n], you coming?”

“Uh, no,” you shook your head. “I’m gonna keep packing, but I’ll text you later.”

“Okay,” Claire smiled, and she let Matthew whisk her away.

You sighed, and as soon as the door closed, you pulled the crumpled piece of paper from your pocket. You opened it up to reveal — not a meaningful message, not even a few words. Just one string of numbers, writing in his handwriting:

505.

[PART 2.]

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Corpse Bride Headcannons, Theories, and Ideas

This is just a list of the theories, headcannons, and ideas I came up with for Tim Burton's Corpse Bride. I might add more later on, so watch out

-Victor and Victoria were born and raised in a small English village close to the Atlantic Ocean called Burtonsville

-Victor’s full name is Victor Ichabod Van Dort

-When he was about four years old, Victor found Scraps as a mixed-breed puppy in an alleyway. Nell and William refused at first, but William saw how his son quickly became attached to the dog, so he let him stay. Sadly, when Victor turned eight, Scraps was brutally mauled and tragically killed while trying to defend his beloved owner from a bigger, nastier dog

-Victor’s favorite toy as a child was a stuffed horse he called Usher. He begged his mother to let him keep Usher until he was fourteen

-Victor learned to play the piano when he was about five years old. He was a fast learner and he picked up on it very quickly, and his tutor was greatly impressed by his skill. His favorite musicians are Mozart and Beethoven

-Victor works as an artist to draw many types of butterflies for the Lepidoptera Community, as well as a professional pianist. Originally, his father wanted him to work as a fish merchant and take over the family business, but Victor politely told him “no thanks” because he wanted to follow his own dreams. William was disappointed, but deep down he wanted his son to be happy. So he usually encouraged him, especially when Nell wasn’t around

-Outside from his butterfly works, Victor does paintings during his free time at home. The color theory that he studied was written by Eugene De La Croix· Victor has been drawing since he was a child. His favorite things to draw are animals, butterflies, and other insects. He also does landscapes and people sometimes. He also likes to write sometimes, mostly a few poems and a couple musical compositions. Nothing he took too seriously, though. He also likes to sing when he thinks he’s alone

-In his childhood, Victor used to have a somewhat regular playmate named Humphrey. They were almost friends, but when William’s business became very successful and Victor’s family became rich when Victor was about eleven, Humphrey stopped coming over and the two boys haven’t seen each other since

-When he was a boy, he learned how to speak French because his mother thought it was “high-class” to be bilingual. Victor was diligent in his studies and thus has a good knowledge of spoken and written French. He may not be perfectly fluent, but he can carry on a decent conversation

-Victor is severely allergic to walnuts and poison oak

-Victor had a cousin named Mary whom he was very fond of, but she passed away when she was seventeen and he was six. She got lost in the woods and was attacked and devoured by a pack of wolves

-Victor doesn’t drink anything more than the occasional glass of champagne or wine. The reason? Mayhew once got him drunk and it turns out Victor is a CHATTY drunk. As in, he’ll tell you his life story at the slightest provocation. Victor was so embarrassed when he sobered up that he nearly swore off all alcohol forever. It’s very unlikely he’ll ever knowingly get wasted again· After he and Victoria were finally married, Victor gained confidence and he stood up against Victoria's parents earning him some respect

-Victor HATES smoking. He was secretly offered a cigarette from Mayhew when he was fourteen and after the first inhale, he was coughing and gagging so much that he nearly threw up

-Victor is the tallest member of the Van Dort family, making him stand out quite a bit during family reunions

-He may not be a sporty person, but Victor enjoys cycling. He also loves a good game of chess

-Victor adores reading. His favorite writers are William Blake, Charles Baudelaire, Lewis Carroll, Edgar Allan Poe, and William Shakespeare

His favorite books are “Les Miserables”, “Dracula”, “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, “The Fall of the House of Usher” and other works by E.A. Poe. The play/book that he hates the most is “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” because he strongly dislikes this style of a love triangle in the plot line. He also has a fascination with penny dreadful. Yes, he knows the serial stories are really nothing but lowest common denominator trash, but he loves them anyway. He got hooked on them as a teenager thanks to Mayhew’s nephew, and he used to keep a secret stash under his mattress

-When she still rather young, Victor noticed that his daughter, Emily, became very interested in music, so he taught her how to play the piano as well as the violin

-Victoria was the one who taught her son, Edward, how to read and they bond over books and stories they both enjoy

-The worst day of Victor’s life happened about three weeks after Scraps died. Victor’s parents had some business friends over for tea, and forced a still-grieving Victor to come down and be social. Poor Victor made a bad impression, being quieter and clumsier than normal, culminating in knocking over one man, tripping his wife, and insulting said wife’s coat in apologizing. Nell, humiliated and enraged, turned on her son once the guests were off, screaming at him about what an embarrassment he was while they were still standing on the front steps. Victor was so horrified, embarrassed, and depressed that he came too close to taking his own life. He got his hands on his father’s straight-razor, snuck into the bathroom, and actually had it to his neck when a noise from outside the bathroom spooked him and he dropped the razor and ran back to his room as fast as he could. Fortunately, the distraction gave him time to realize suicide wouldn’t fix anything, and he made a promise to himself never to stoop that low again. His parents also apologized the next day, which helped a lot. Victor avoids telling anyone about it unless he feels he has to, certain they’ll think less of him for it

-Victor was born June 9th, 1867

-Victoria’s full name is Victoria Elizabeth Everglot

-When she was very little, Victoria had always wanted a pet (like a cat or a small dog) but her mother said that having a pet in the house was uncivilized and improper and that all animals were filthy and uncouth creatures

-Victoria’s favorite hobby is sewing and knitting. She often designs most of her husband’s clothes and others in her spare time

-As a child, Victoria tried to be closer to her parents, but often found the family maid Hildegarde as more of a mother figure

-Victoria loves to read in her spare time… even though most people call it scandalous for a woman to do such a thing. Her mother even said reading was too passionate for a young lady. At a young age, Hildegarde, taught Victoria how to read (something her parents never found out about)

-Her favorite books are “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, “A Christmas Carol”, and any classic fairy tale. And her favorite writers are Charles Dickens, Lewis Carroll, Charles Perrault, Hans Christian Andersen, and the Brothers Grimm

-Victoria’s favorite toy as a child was a china doll she called Miss Liddie. By the time she was about eleven, she had grown out of it. Even though she knows she’s too old for toys now, she still misses Miss Liddie

-Victoria isn’t allergic to anything, but she does tend to sneeze if dust is in the air

-When she was a little girl, Victoria was nearly trampled by a horse-drawn carriage, which made her develop a slight fear of horses

-Victoria likes to sing whenever she thinks she’s alone. She doesn’t believe it, but she has a surprisingly lovely singing voice

-When she was a little girl, Victoria was entranced by the piano in her house and she immediately wanted to learn how to play but her mother had told her daughter many times that music was improper and too passionate for a young lady. But Victor always tells his wife that music is a wonderful way to express oneself and that he would be more than happy to teach her how to play

-Victoria used to have a regular playmate named Gwyneth in her girlhood. They were good friends, but when Victoria reached her pre-teen years, Gwyneth stopped coming over to play for some reason and she never heard from her since

-Victoria is the most beautiful member of the Everglot family

-When she was in her early teens, Victoria secretly dreamed of becoming a writer someday

-Victoria was born February 3rd, 1868

-Victor and Victoria had two children. Their names are Emily Alice Van Dort (age 15) and Edward Daniel Van Dort (age 10)

-When Victor and Victoria were married, they moved out of their parents houses and bought a beautiful two story house that sat at the edge of a large meadow that was right next to the forest… plus, the house was a good mile or so away from Burtonsville

-The Corpse Bride’s full name is Emily Charlotte Cartwell

-Emily was born into a wealthy family. Her parents, Lord and Lady Cartwell, couldn’t say ‘no’ to their daughter and they practically gave her everything she asked for, so she became incredibly spoiled, selfish, and incredibly naïve· Emily was a hopeless romantic, often spending time reading romance novels and daydreaming about her wedding when she was alive

-When she was alive, Emily was blonde

-When she made it to Heaven, Emily was finally reunited with her mother and father

-When their daughter disappeared, Lord and Lady Cartwell were so sad and depressed that they wasted away and passed away in their sleep

-Before ascending, Emily considered Bonejangles to be one of her best friends. They used to sing and dance together all the time. He even taught her how to play the piano

-When she was alive, Emily knew how to ride horses. She even had a pet white mare she called Aphrodite

-Emily Cartwell died at age eighteen

-Lord Barkis’s full name is Barkis Finbar Campbell Bittern

-Emily met Lord Barkis while she was on an outing with her parents. Her parents had their backs turned while Emily was talking with Barkis. After only a few minutes of talking, she was instantly smitten with him and she accepted his immediate proposal of marriage… and her mother and father were not happy about it at all. Emily and her father had a huge fight and she decided to elope with Barkis… but for her, it didn’t go as planned

-Barkis told her that if they were going to be together, they would need money. Emily wasn’t sure, but in the end, she agreed

-On the night she was running away, Emily stole not only her mother’s wedding dress, veil, gloves, and best shoes, but she also stole the jewels from her mother’s jewelry box and a large bag of gold from her father’s office

-As Emily was waiting for her fiancé that night, Barkis snuck up behind her, stabbed her, knocked her out cold, took all of her money and jewels, and buried her alive. She woke up in a shallow grave and tried to claw her way out before suffocating to death. That's why her hand was sticking out of the ground

-Barkis was married six times in his life. He and his first wife were married out of love until he found her cheating on him and killed her. The second was an elderly widow for her money. The third one got away before he could even hurt her, but she drowned herself in a deep, rushing river. The fourth was a drunken lonely woman who “accidentally” fell out of a two story window. The fifth being Emily and the sixth being Victoria

-In the Land of The Dead, Barkis was brutally beaten and ripped apart before he was imprisoned in an iron coffin chained seven feet underground with other criminals like him for all eternity

-After he ran away, Barkis studied linguistics in French, Latin, German, and Russian in order to impress others… or use different fake accents to fool them with

-Barkis’s original first name was Bradford and he had a rough upbringing. His father was a violent alcoholic and his mother was a reckless prostitute and they both abused Bradford as a child until he ran away from home at age sixteen and changed his name to Lord Barkis

-Barkis has a twin sister who had a son named Hector. Hector greatly looked up to his uncle and when he heard about what happened to Barkis, he was taken aback, but he also felt he could use that to his advantage. When he turned 30, Hector came to Burtonsville to exact revenge on the Van Dort family… but he also developed a vile infatuation with Emily. Whenever he tries to woo the young girl (which always fails since Emily finds him repulsive and cruel), Victor gladly steps in the way every time and he always sternly tells Hector to stay away from his daughter

-Mrs. Van Dort’s full name is Eleanor Minerva Fitzackley Van Dort

-Nell came from a lower class family. She lived with her father, mother, and three sisters. However, Nell wasn’t happy with her place in society and she wanted to became something more

-Nell and William first met when she was caught in the rain one stormy day and he offered her a ride home in his fish merchant carriage. She declined at first, but quickly gave in when it started to bucket down. As they rode together, they started chatting and soon became very interested in one another

-Nell and William made their way back to the village just in time to witness Emily's soul disappear into the night as a swarm of blue butterflies

-When she learned about Mayhew’s death, Nell quietly wept in her room about it. She might be overbearing, but deep down, she truly does care for the ones closest to her. She also adores her husband and son, even if she does find them a bit irritating. She just has a hard time showing her emotions

-Mr. Van Dort’s full name is William Oscar Van Dort

-William loves talk about fish and his business, he always tries to weasel in the topic whenever possible to his wife and son's annoyance

-William used to take Victor on fishing trips when he was younger, which practically bored Victor to death

-While he tends to be the more passive one in their relationship, William does put his foot down when the situation calls for it

-It may not seem like it, but William adores Victor and he tries to do whatever he can to be there for his son

-When Victor turned sixteen, William gave him a silver pocket watch with a design of a fish on the front and his initials

-Lady Everglot’s full name is Maudeline Hortense Glottberg Everglot

-Maudeline and Finis didn’t plan on having a child in the first place and Victoria came as more of a surprise

-Maudeline had a sister named Marie who loved playing the piano. They didn’t get along in their youth and they drifted apart as they grew up. Maudeline wasn’t even invited to Marie’s wedding to Lord Frederick Cartwell

-When Marie died, she left her piano to her sister, but Maudeline never touched it. She felt it brought back too many memories and forbade Victoria from going near it was well

-Lord Eveglot’s full name is Finis Augustus Everglot

-While he was disappointed in not having a son, Finis deeply cares for his daughter. He just doesn’t know how to show it

-Even though they’re not good at sharing their feelings, Maudeline and Finis do care for each other to some extent

-Hildegarde has lots of grandchildren and she visited their home in the countryside as often as she could before she passed away

-When he was alive, Bonejangles was a freelance jazz musician from America and his original name was Dexter. He was finishing a gig in England when he died in a horrible carriage accident (he was run over), which also caused him to lose his eyeball

-General Bonesapart and General Wellington were actually General Napoleon Bonaparte and English General Wellington, two real historical figures. However, even though they hated each other at first, they became real pals eventually

-Although they don't say it out loud, people in Burtonsville make fun of Maudeline's hair cut, calling her names like "Rump Head" or "Hairmungus"

-Elder Gutknecht is one of the many Afterlife Lords, responsible for managing the dead after they pass. Among them include God, the Devil, King Vince, Hades, Hel, Osiris, Odin, Freya, and, the Hindu God Yama

-The Underworld is actually thousands of miles underground and due to the magic surrounding it. Mortals can't access it unless they die themselves

-After his death, Mayhew kicked the habit of smoking altogether and is very glad he did

-Elder Gutknecht has a fearsome Hellhound by the name of Infernius, his fierce and ever loyal pet. He guards the entrance to the Land of the Dead and can breathe fire that heats up to 900 degrees

-The fellow who was cut cleanly in half was an English gentleman by the name of Herman, who lived in Burtonsville years before. He ended up meeting his death due to an accident involving a rather large guillotine

-Generals Bonesapart and Wellington are the leaders of army of the Land of the Dead, but are only called into combat in times of great peril

-The people of Burtonsville sometimes call Lord Everglot “Everglut” behind his back

-Victoria has a cousin by the name of Dolores. Dolores is something of a freeloading con artist who moved to America when she left home. She considers herself a very attractive woman, but she just wears too much makeup and rather revealing clothes and is actually rather sleazy in reality. She also smokes, which Victoria and the rest of the Everglots are strongly against

-When he was alive, Elder Gutknecht used to be a wise sage that helped people in their time of need. He passed away when he reached the age of 102

-The Everglots were a family of nobles with a significant amount of money, but due to a bit of excessive gambling (by Dolores), they lost almost everything

-Almost every member of the Everglot family is rather ugly due to bad genetics. Victoria considers herself very, VERY lucky to have not inherited such genes (she unknowingly received her natural beauty from her late Aunt Marie)

-Pastor Galswells was raised in a strict environment. He was taught that kindness was weakness and to be stern and firm with everyone. He passed away shortly after the official wedding of Victor and Victoria and a new pastor took his place. His name is Pastor Ivan Blackthorp and he’s much kinder and friendlier than Galswells ever was

-The reason Victor named his dog Scraps was because he only ate table scraps

-The people of Burtonsville have a secret inside joke about the squatty walk Finis Everglot does where they assume that he would jump like a toad and snatch up a fly at any moment

-Burtonsville is well known for its raven population and there's an old legend saying they're messengers to the Land of the Dead

-For some weird reason, William Van Dort is known to mutter the words "Fishy, fishy, fish" in his sleep and it honestly creeps Nell out

-Paul, the decapitated head waiter, was actually a French man who served Marie Antoinette during her reign. Unfortunately, he was unjustly executed by association with the queen when the French Revolution broke out and he was never able to find his body after he died

-Several people have assumed Maudeline's hair is an actual wig and she's bald under it… only to be mistaken, resulting in a whooping

-Lord Barkis was a master of disguise in life and was never caught by the police as a result

-The Underworld has a prison known as the Iron Tomb and it holds some pretty infamous inmates who include Bluebeard, Caligula, Henry VIII, Mary I of England, and many more

-The Town of Burtonsville was actually built on an ancient burial ground, which is possibly why the Land of the Dead is connected to it

-After her death, Emily was made the official guardian angel of the Van Dort family

This is all I've got so far, but feel free to tell me what you think and tell me which one is your favorite

#corpse bride #Tim Burton

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