#Blonde Readhead

[yhancik]

#aphex twin #blonde readhead #eartheater #what a combo #Youtube

[turuin]

#blonde readhead #snowman #sit down for dinner

[lidoshka]

They are staring at Wild, who's currently on hanging precariously off a very thin tree branch.

Sky tries to be positive, Twilight is not amused.

#mis trazos #linked universe #the cute sleepyhead with puffy pants #cute farmboy #and is this readhead!Twiligth? #maybe #I was trying for a darker tone of dirty blonde but I think I added too much redish #oh well #I can always say it's cause he has redhead ancestors

[callusedhand]

yeah so... they're mine now

#ooc #new muses incoming as I finish up the series #it's the readheads whiteheads and the blondes isn't it #I have a type

[jamesmorrisondgaf]

It had taken a lot of courage for James to actually knock on your shop's door today, after Eli told her to. She wasn't sure he'd even mentioned her to you, but James arrived as though he didn't, just in case. Although she was sure of her creations, she wasn't sure of trusting another person with them so much. James was a confident person, but when it came to criticism... well let's say they didn't do well with it. Facing criticism meant admitting to a mistake, an error, to something that isn't utterly perfect, and as much as James would admire their entire life was a controlled mess, creating clothes could only be perfect. No room for failure, that kind of deal, you know ? So when they pushed the door to your shop, James' voice trembled to greet you. "I'm looking for Isla, Eli told me she worked there. I'm James Morrison, I'm looking for business partners to sell my creations." @islaricci

#james - interactions #james - isla #james isla 001 #I am so sorry this took so long #I took the starter with Eli as an opportunity #hope that's okay #ignore that blond hair #James is still a readhead

[notsofriendlyfriendlyreminder]

Who's gonna pay attention To the readheads of the world Who's gonna call them up at night When they're naked and alone

And who's gonna kiss the brown haired girls Who's gonna wipe away their tears

And what about the black haired girls Who's gonna whisper filthy things Into their ears

Cause anyone who ever had a brain Wouldn't stand out in the rain

Or keep it up for very long Just to prove somebody wrong

And anyone who ever had a heart Or sang a lonesome song

Would sell their little souls Just to make it with the blonde

#I LOVE RDR WOMEN #LOVE THEM TO DEATH #rdr2 women #women #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #rdr #red dead redemption #red dead redemption memes #notsofriendlyfriendlyreminder #tilly jackson #rdr2 tilly #sadie adler #rdr2 sadie #rdr2 karen #karen jones #rdr2 molly #molly o'shea #rdr2 abigail #abigail roberts #abigail marston #rdr2 mary #rdr2 marybeth #mary beth gaskill #mary linton #mary gillis #tv girl #the blonde #tv girl the blonde #the blonde tv girl

[cinmngirlnfr]

I can see you

Billy Hargrove x Y/n

Summary: Y/N works at the arcade and always sees Billy droping Max out, she thinks he's cute. One day, he talks to her.

Another day in the arcade.

Y/n was working there, beacause her mom told her that if she didn't get a job she will no longer be living in the hause, is not like she made her daughter pay rent, but she wanted to show her to work hard for things or whatever, the teenager didn't really listen.

-Hi, How can i help you?- she said with a kind smile to the little boy who approached the counter.

-I wanna know how many things i can exchange with this- and he hand her a big sweaty handful of tickets.

"Great, it's just 4:00 pm and i already have to deal with this shit" she thougt to herself.

-Ahhh, how many are there?

-I don't know, count them- he said, how old was this kid, and why was he telling her what to do?

After a few minutes, Y/N finished couting the tikets.

-Whit 200 tikets you can get a rubber or a popsicle- she said as nice as she could, that kid was fuckig rude, but she didn't needed a complain to the manager, not again.

-Just that? i want a toy car.

-You can not afford that.

-Just give it to me anyway- Ok, this motherfucker was pushing her limits.

-A rubber or a popsicle.- she said anoyed.

-But...

-a rubber or a popsicle or fuck off!- the boy looked at her offended. He was offended? He?

-Fine Ii'l take the popsicle.

She smiled kindly -Have a nice day- she said handing him the popsicle .

She took a deep breath, that was so exhausting, and she still has to do it for the next 4 hours.

-I'm going to take a smoke break- she shout to her boss. she did't even smoke, but that way she could justify the 15 miutes breaks that she usually took every hour.

She went out of the arcade to take some air, after a while, a car parked close to her, and a red head girl came out of it pretty pissed.

-I'm comimg to pick you up at six, if you are not out here, i'm leaving without you- Said a male voice coming from the inside of the car.

-¡Fuck off!- the read head shout, and the car left there at a speed way too fast to be driving in a parking lot.

"What and asshole" she thougt, "poor girl".

After the readhead entered the arcade, Y/N went right after her and got back to work.

After that day, Y/N started noticing the read head girl more often, but also she started to notice the guy who usually droped her off.

Yes, it would appear that he was an asshole, but at the same time, he was really cute. It was hard for Y/N to not notice the tight jeans he normally wears.

"After all, i don't have to talk to him while i fuck him" she though "So what if he is a jerk? i'm kind of a jerk to, who am I to judge?"

Of course, she had a major crush in him, but she wasn't gonna do anything about it, she was shy, and clumsy. The only thing she could do was fantasize about him cornering her in a dark alley and then fuking her brains out of her.

"Why am I thinking this? I don't even know his name"

One day, Y/N was at the counter checking out a magazine when the blonde guy who usually dropped the read hair girl came up to her.

-Excuse me-he cleared his throat and looked at her with a superior smile -Do you work here?-

-No, I just wear this arcade best for fashion- Y/N said sarcastically and the guy rolled his eyes.

-I’m looking for my step sister- he said. Y/N raised an eyebrow -And what should I do about it?- She scoffed. -Maybe, you could do your job and tell me where she is- he said in a more aggressive manner.

Y/N sighed -Fine, who is your step sister?- She knew damn well who his sister was, but she didn’t wanted to seem like a stalker.

-Max Mayfield- Y/N looked away from her magazine and looked at him confused -Do you think I know the name of the clients? Do I look like I give a damn about the name of the clients?-

He looked at her annoyed -the read head-

Y/N smirked -sorry, you’ll have to be more specific- she faked kindness.

-look, I don’t have time for your shit so just tell me where the fuck is my sister- He was clearly annoyed now.

-she left with some kids earlier- she said calmly, she had learned a lot of time ago how to deal with difficult costumers. He frowned as he heard her answer -Kids, what kids?- He asked -some nerdy boys that always hang out here…-

-Boys?!- The guy was furious now -what boys?!-

-Don’t worry, they are good kids…- Y/N replied calm -Do you know were they are?- He asked -they were saying something about going to one of the boys houses- he frowned even more when heard that -Do you know where is this house?- Y/N frowned, how could she possibly know where the kid lived? But then she remembered, the Boy who’s house they were going was Nancy Wheeler’s brother, Y/N had to go to her house for a school project a few weeks ago, so she knew where it was -Actually I might…-

-Okay, you are coming with me- he grabbed her aggressively by the wrists and dragged her out of the arcade -Dude, my shift it’s not over ‘til 8:30!- Y/N protested. -Shut the fuck up, is 8:27- he said looking at his watch.

He got in the car but she didn’t -Get in!- He said pissed -Man, I don’t even know your name!- He rolled his eyes -It’s Billy! Now get in the car!- Y/N looked around, she really didn’t had anything better to do -Fine!- She got on the car.

He started driving, super fast, too fast -I’m Y/N by the way…- he didn’t answer -Could you slow down? At this speed you are gonna end up in jail for vehicular manslaughter and I’m gonna be the victim!- She said a little worried -shut up!- He answered annoyed and drove faster.

After a while they got to the Wheeler’s house, Billy got off the car and rang the bell, Y/N stayed on the car.

Around five minutes Later, Billy came back to the car, he seemed even more mad and aggressive -Fuck!- He slammed the steering wheel.

-What happened?- Y/N asked -She went home an hour ago, my dad picked her up- he answered mad, he couldn’t believe nobody told him and that he had to drive to a strangers house with a stranger on his car for nothing.

-well… this is awkward… could you drive me to my house?- She asked -and why would I do that?- He scoffed -because you kidnapped me…- Y/N chucked. He sighed -… Are you hungry?- He asked -what?- She said confused -I said, are you Hungry?- He was looking at her, but he was very blunt and Kinda rude. Y/N thought for a moment -yeah, actually I am-

He didn’t said anything and he started driving, after a while they arrived at a fast food place drive thru -we are splitting the bill- he said. After they ordered, they were both eating in silence on his parked car.

-I’ve seen you at school- Billy said -you are like a nerd aren’t you?- Y/N looked at him offended -I’m not a nerd! I’m smart that’s all! But i don’t do nerdy stuff like, I don’t know, dungeons and dragons or robotics club…- she stayed silent for a while -I’ve seen you at school to, you are an asshole aren’t you?- She smiled -Fair enough… but remember this is my car and I can kick you out if I want to- he chuckled.

He looked at her for a minute and then his attitude changed… he smirked at her -so… do ya have a boyfriend? cutie- Y/N looked at him weirded out -what are you doing?- He caressed her knee with his fingertips -mmm… im looking at you… that’s all- Y/N blushed, this was in a sort of way, what her fantasies implied. But she didn’t wanted to seem super easy… I mean she was, she was already down for him, she was down for him when she hadn’t even talked to him, but he didn’t need to know that, she had to put on a fight.

-So… you kidnap me for no reason, you’ve been rude to me all the time I’ve been in this car, and now that I’m eating a hamburger and I have mustard on my face is when you wanna fuck me?- She asked sarcastically -when a man wants it, he doesn’t care about the circumstances- he replied -is that supposed to be a compliment?- She giggled -you haven’t even took me on a date yet!- She couldn’t take this guy seriously, I mean he was hot, but he was a little nuts -this is a date- he chuckled -No it’s not, when you split the bill is not a date- she laughed. He grabbed his wallet and gave her the same amount of money she paid for her half -there you go… now it’s a date- Y/N smiled, she couldn’t disagree with that logic -I Guess you are right…- she smirked.

He had a cocky smile on his face and he leaned to kiss her softly, but lustfully at the same time.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader #y/n #billy hargrove fanfiction #billy hargrove fic #fanfiction #fanfic

[feiandart]

There is a part of Anthony that never left, in truth: it just became silent, hiding from the rest to remain untouched, pure, sensitive. It is hope that moves his legs, resurfacing timidly in his chest and giving his body the impetus it needs to get out of bed and quickly cover the distance to the door, then the corridor, until he stops in front of the Lord's chamber. He knocks on the door as if he had been doing it for months, feels his knuckles ache even though it is the first time he has made the action real and not just a figment of his imagination. He hits the wood insistently even when he hears small noises coming from inside the room. When Aziraphale opens the door, the artist has not yet stopped, but remains with his hand in midair, interrupted in the middle of the action. Inside the room it is dark, as black as moonless nights. "Your hands will bleed if you keep knocking, you know?" Anthony looks at him as if seeing him for the first time. There is something in the words used by Aziraphale that sounds so familiar to him that his heart flutters, although he cannot explain why. "Let them bleed," he replies without thinking. "Won't they hurt afterwards?" "Not if you help me fix them." Aziraphale holds his breath, stretching out his hands towards the artist with wide eyes. Anthony's heart does a somersault, letting calmness find its way onto his lips in a spontaneous smile. His gaze softens on his tired eyes, two pools of honey that turn to the Lord with the air of someone who has just returned from a long journey. The blond's face opens to a joy that has not fuelled it for days. I am back, the artist does not tell him. This time, however, if he does not do so, it is not for lack of strength or courage, or because he is hidden in some recondite corner of his mind: if he doesn't tell him, it is only because there is no need to do so. Aziraphale sees this for himself. He has already realised it. And indeed he takes a step forward, surrounds Anthony's waist with his strong arms and pulls him close with a whole new momentum, sinking his face into the artist's chest. He breathes heavily, as if he had not done so for months. "Welcome back, Anthony," whispers Aziraphale. The readhead wraps his arms around the Lord's shoulders, sinking his nose into soft curls. He indulges in that scent of vanilla and old pages that smells of everyday life, of long comfortable afternoons spent on the sofa reading or drinking wine. Aziraphale's scent, today, almost tastes like home. Almost, though. Only almost.

#good omens #good omens art #ineffable husbands #good omens au #gomens #crowley #good omens crowley #anthony j crowley #long hair crowley #good omens fanart #aziracrow #aziraphale #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #good omens fic #good omens human au #sugar

[obl1vionblackhart]

*slides over a hair tie and mcdonald’s receipt*

please take this as payment for my request of witchy woman saving the house from an attack in the ring

A/N: GASSPPPP… you’re evil. But imma do it cuz I love you

Saved.

Poly!HOB x their witchy woman

Requested: by my beloved @igncrxntripley

Warnings: slight mentions of blood injury, fluff

The house were always in control, no one ever doubted that… but right now- you hated to admit it but they were getting their asses kicked. The JAS had bombarded them in the ring, you were beyond angry. You knew you were best staying backstage but the anger rising through your body made you act impulsively. Seeing your sister and their little ‘family’ really pissed you off. You threw your jacket off, making a beeline for the curtain and running down the ramp.

The pop you received was amazing, most of the crowd probably thought you were out to help JAS. you hopped in the ring, stopping for a moment before pulling Anna off of Julia.

“What the hell y/n?!! She was down-” before she could finish, you punched her square in the jaw. The crowd went wild, before you got down and started laying down punch after punch on your sister. You made quick work of her, before quickly looking around to see the condition of everyone else. Most had seemed to do their best to pull Anna out of the ring, seemingly retreating… all but one.

Sammy Guevara.

He was laying a beat down on buddy, before you pulled him away. He stared at you in shock, before you blew the black mist in his face. Malakai watched on, a proud grin on his face as sammy rolled out of the ring, yelling in pain.

The crowd was going insane as you helped buddy up, the readhead throwing an arm around your shoulders

“That’s our girl…” he mumbled, pressing a small kiss to the side of your head. You blushed lightly, pulling Julia to your other side as you checked on her.

“Jules.. you’re bleeding.” You cringed slightly, touching around her lip. The blonde shrugged, only smiling at you.

“That doesn’t matter… you just saved our asses”

You all walked backstage together, buddy and Julia still at your side and brody and malakai behind you. You all sat down together, which mostly consisted of you tending to some wounds.

“That was very courageous of you Mijn liefje… thank you” Malakai muttered to you, kissing your cheek softly. Your cheeks burned read, shaking your head.

“You guys would’ve done the same for me… now- who’s next?”

(Little short but I hope you enjoyed ml <3)

#aew imagines #aew wrestling #aew #the house of black #julia hart #brody king #malakai black #buddy matthews

[sapphoslastsong]

Dear Professor,

Chapter Four

Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Yelena Belova x Fem!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: mild angst. (happy ending)

Summary: You are in college and everything seems fine. Will it be the same when you’ll see your new Literature Professor?

Age Gap: Reader, 21 - Wanda, 34.

A/N: Hi everyone! Thank you for supporting this series, I truly appreciate that! Remember that English is not my first language so I apologize for every mistake. Anyway here we are with Chapter 4, hope you’ll enjoy it!

General Masterlist Series Masterlist

“Wait”

There was a solemn silence between the two sisters, then it was the blonde who broke it “Wanda..she has, she has a crush on Y/N?” “I knew I didn’t have to tell you…” then the readhead abruptly stood up, heading to her bedroom, but her sister blocked her by holding her arm.. “Natasha, don’t be like this. Do you know since when?” said the blonde softly. Even Natasha’s gaze softened, then whispering “I know nothing about it, she didn’t want to talk about it, she just said her name, nothing else. She thinks it’ll go away, even because she’s her professor, but I don’t know. When she mentioned her she slightly smiled. I don’t know if she’s fooling herself trying to be reasonable and understand that a relationship with her can’t happen, at least until they’ll be professor and student. But I don’t know Lena…it’s a mess.”

In that moment Yelena didn’t know if she should have talked to her sister about my crush on my professor, but since her sister opened up about her worries for her best friend, the blonde decided to do the same “You know…Y/N has a crush on her. She talks about her almost all the time, she smiles like an idiot everytime Wanda is in class or even if she’s mentioned.” “Well, this will become even more messy, that’s great!” Natasha exclaimed ironically, then continued “Don’t talk to her about this, please. I know Y/N is a good person but this is not the right moment to get into a trouble like this, nor she or Wanda deserves it. So if you can, try to keep the secret, at least as much as you can..” the blonde nodded, then replied “Who thought that our best friends could date?!” trying to make a joke “Yeah, but jokes aside. It’s late and you should rest, Monday comes soon” Yelena rolled her eyes, then said “Yeah okay MOM”, they both smiled, then told each other good night.

In that moment Yelena didn’t know if she should have talked to her sister about my crush on my professor, but since her sister opened up about her worries for her best friend, the blonde decided to do the same “You know…Y/N has a crush on her. She talks about her almost all the time, she smiles like an idiot everytime Wanda is in class or even if she’s mentioned.” “Well, this will become even more messy, that’s great!” Natasha exclaimed ironically, then continued “Don’t talk to her about this, please. I know Y/N is a good person but this is not the right moment to get into a trouble like this, nor she or Wanda deserves it. So if you can, try to keep the secret, at least as much as you can..” the blonde nodded, then replied “Who thought that our best friends could date?!” trying to make a joke “Yeah, but jokes aside. It’s late and you should rest, Monday comes soon” Yelena rolled her eyes, then said “Yeah okay MOM”, they both smiled, then told each other good night.

Then, Natasha went to her room and Yelena went to the kitchen looking for vodka, it was very much needed. After taking a shot, trying to reorganise her thoughts after finding out that her professor and her best friend have a crush on each other, she went back to her room. Well, what she didn’t know is that I wasn’t in her room, and that I practically heard them talking, but I didn’t hear all of it, because it felt wrong, I didn’t want to invade their privacy, even if I already did, but I didn’t want to go too forward…but I heard that she has a crush. Who are they?! Ugh I need to know, but I can’t ask Yelena about it because Natasha asked her not to tell me…why is life so complicated?

While I was getting lost in my own world, Yelena was coming to her room until she saw me out of it, and trying not to panic, in fact she only did it internally, but trying quickly to sound normal she asked me, almost annoyed “What are you doing here? I told you to stay in the room” “I know but you weren’t coming so I wanted to check” “Y/N why can’t you just listen to me for once?!” Yelena exclaimed, which made me feel bad, I’ll be honest with you, I didn’t know what to say…I mumbled “I’m sorry, but it’s not true, I listen to you, I was just worried..” I lowered my head, I hated when we had fights, Yelena knew it too, and she never wanted to have fights, especially with me. Then she came closer to me and softly said “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have acted this way, but you shouldn’t have overheard, it’s wrong and disrespectful and you know that”. I did know that, but it was my professor they were talking about, and I wanted to know everything, so with little courage and endless curiosity I asked her “What’s going on with Miss Maximoff?” Yelena quickly said “nothing important, let’s go to bed” but I didn’t want this conversation to end… “It’s something important, since you talked with Natasha for like 30 minutes and now you have this face. I don’t want to be lied Yelena, especially from you. So can you please tell me what’s going on?!” Yelena just stood there, and then added “Natasha told me to not talk about it to anyone, not even you.” But I stopped her “I know she’s going through a divorce, I heard it pretty clearly, and that she has a crush on someone but I don’t know who, so can you please tell me?” “Y/N please it’s late, we should go to bed” but then “Why can’t you tell me?! I – I’m in love with her Yelena…” “No you are not, it’s just a futile crush, you won’t even remember her name!” “Oh so now you want to know better than me my own feelings?!” “Y/N it’s a been a long night, you have to rest and so do I” “You know who this person is, and you don’t want to tell me, I can’t believe it” and Yelena held my arms and said “Natasha told me not to talk about this to anyone, I promised her, and this is what I will do. You weren’t even supposed to hear that conversation, and I know that you have feelings for her but you can’t force me to tell you something I can’t and I don’t even want to, so please let’s go to bed and let’s get over this night okay Y/N/N?” “Okay Lena”. She hugged me softly, then we went to sleep.

___________________________________

Two weeks passed from that conversation, and I couldn’t get it out of my head. Fortunately, that Literature test went well, I was actually one of the students who got the best grades, and I’ll never forget her little smile when she gave me the paper to let me see it. She just looked at me and I couldn’t think of anything else but her, I was in Heaven and I never wanted to go back to Earth again, but eventually I did, and the fall wasn’t nice. She looked at me for maybe a minute or two, then she acted like I never existed.

Three weeks later, I found myself in great difficulty, because no matter how many times Yelena explained it to me, I couldn’t understand. I was so excited to get to study Ernest Hemingway, but I had so many difficulties, it was frustrating. Until a sudden idea came into my mind, which let me go to my professor at the end of her class and ask her “Hi Miss Maximoff, can I please talk to you?” she was still at her desk, putting her books and papers into her bag, but she replied right away “Miss Y/L, ask away” I was panicking inside, gay panicking, god I’m so awkward, but with the mere dignity I had left, I asked her “Since I’m having problems studying the last author you explained, could you please help me? I know that your meetings are on Thursdays, so could we set up one?” “Oh of course, bring your books and notes, I’ll help you where you’ll have most difficulties.” “Thank you so much professor” “This is what I’m here for, so I’ll see you on Thursday in my office, at 14.30. It will be after my last class of the week.” “Perfect, so goodbye professor” she smiled a little, then ran to her next class.

It felt like a dream, I can’t wait to see her, to be alone with her. I know she’s my professor but how can I stop feeling this way if when she looks at me with those emerald eyes I can barely form a sentence?

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x you #yelena belova #yelena belova x reader #yelena belova x you #wanda maximoff x y/n

[transexualpirate]

i don't think i actually know anyone that ships clintasha but i must admit. i like the badass readhead femme fatale and the dumbass circus blond guy as a relationship

#and as always i must say what if they were t4t #t4t clintasha goes hard as fuck not gonna lie #like UGH!!!!! THEM #clintasha #mine #personal #not to be taken too seriously #not to be taken seriously

[nanamiin]

#howls moving castle #howl's moving castle #tumblr polls #polls #howl pendragon #studio ghibli #sophie hatter #calcifer #howl

[galvanizedfriend]

Omg so this is totally random but I just found out Julie plec published books about The originals and their lives when they first got to New Orleans and on the first book Klaus falls for a readhead hahaha. I guess he has 2 types (blondes and redheads ofc)

Oh yeah, I heard about these. I didn't read them, but someone who did told me more or less what they were about. Apparently Klaus was married to a woman at some point? I think she was a witch?

Considering all the magical babies, I'd say it's not even the craziest thing they've added to "canon" (if we can even consider those books canon), but with everything we know and see of Klaus through flashbacks, I have to LOL very hard at him being married 🤣🤣 I just disregard those books completely.

#yokan answers #theshipdiaries

[quillkiller]

rita is a readhead btw. she dyes her hair blond <3

[landoflustfulladies-dark]

New rules 2

Their master didn’t react, sluts saying what sluts should didn’t surprise him. He simply finished his bourbon and pushed the readhead off his cock hard enough for her to fall on her plush ass, coughing.

“That’s enough.” he snapped when she tried to go back to sucking his cock. The redhead stood, bowed and left with a smile to Sasha and Amelia, she had a fresh bruise on her cheek.

“As for you two. Demonstrate that you understand your orders. Both of you leave the room, then enter as though I summoned you. Sasha, you count as having entered first as you clearly have a better understanding of what you are then this blonde bitch does. But you won’t greet me until you have my cock down your throat and I make eye contact with you, then you will say ‘Good morning master’ without taking it out of your throat. Both of you go.”

He snapped his fingers.

“Now.”

Amelia quickly hurried out, though Sasha moved a bit more calmly, making sure to give her hips plenty of sway as she walked. The two of them waited outside for a moment before a grinning Sasha knocked on the door. She’d make sure to follow her orders. Her bra came off with no hesitation, placed casually on her desk before she went to refill his bourbon. After that she was immediately on her knees, letting Master’s cock glide down her throat as she looked up at him, waiting for him to deign her worthy of eye contact.

Amelia would wait a minute or two just for the sake of demonstration, before knocking herself and waiting for permission. Her own bra came off far more gingerly, placing it gently on his desk before taking up position at his side with her arms behind her back, glancing nervously at her master to try and get a read on him.

#submission

[highlifeboat]

I didn't think a Hocus Pocus/RE Village crossover was something I needed in my life. Turns out I was fucking wrong cause I am *feral for it*. Thank you Boat, for adding to my armada of ships and headcanons lol

Your welcome *WHEEZE*

Idk I watched Hocus Pocus for the first time and instead of just being normal about it my brain went "MAKE THE BLONDE WITCH KISS THE READHEAD FROM RESIDENT EVIL" and now we're here and it is plaguing my brain.

And actually I think the Sanderson Sisters would love the Village. It reminds them of 1600's Salem. But like... more Queer and less Christian with a matriarch instead of a reverend.

#the reason Hocus pocus and RE aren't in the same universe is because the Sanderson and Dimitrescu sisters would be too powerful together #asks #coleblackblood #but i like the idea that Alcina and her daughters would be considered "Romania's witch cult'' which would have a play into why #the Sanderson's might be there. To try and gain power through whatever the Dimitrescu's had done to them #or something idk