#I made the sketch for this around Halloween can you tell

[vibrantvetty]

something in the light

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[harryscherrypie]

3 am ideas

harry styles x designer!reader

Summary - When it comes to Harry's Haryween outfits, you do tend to go a little bit overboard. This year isn't any different and Harry finds you scribbling down ideas at 3 am... almost a year before the show is even announced.

Word count - 900, she's a short one

Warnings - none

A/n - I am anticipating this year's Harryween outfit and this is my manifestation that Harry will wear a dress again. Fingers crossed.

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The door to your home office opened, the sound accompanying the soft pitter-patter of what you were sure were Harry’s steps. He quietly opened the door and slipped into your office, closing the door behind him, and standing behind you.

“S’ 3 am lovie, why are you still up?” He crocked out. You turned to face him.

You were greeted with the sight of his curls all messed up and standing up in all possible directions. He was rubbing his eyes sleepily as he stifled a yawn behind the sleeve of his, your, hoodie.

“M’ sorry, but I couldn’t sleep, so I started on some ideas for your next Halloween costume, I’m kind of just revisiting our scrapped ideas from this year,” you mumbled as you turned your back towards him and looked at the giant cork board on your wall, which was packed with everything you had in mind.

“Love, the next costume will be needed in almost a year, Halloween was a month ago,” Harry sighed defeatedly, clearly wanting to go back to sleep.

“I know, I’m sorry, I just needed to occupy my mind with something, or else I’d go insane,” you mumbled.

Harry’s arms sneaked around your waist and pulled you backward, making you lean against his chest.

“You should’ve woken me up, you know you can wake me up if you need me,” he kissed the top of your head gently.

“I know, but I wanted you to sleep for a little while, I know you’ve been struggling with it lately,” you rubbed your hands up and down the lengths of his arms.

“Tell me, what do you have,” he kissed your shoulder.

“Okay, so going from the reactions of your fans and what they enjoy seeing you in combined with the process of our deciding on a costume this year I came to a conclusion that you will definitely wear a dress again,” you explained your thought process and waited for him to say anything.

“Yeah? They want me in a dress again?” He asked with a slightly strained voice. You could feel his arm tighten around your shoulders slightly shaking.

“Of course they do, you look absolutely stunning in dresses, it’s a shame you don’t wear them more often,” you slipped from underneath his arm and stood in front of him, cradling his cheek in your hand.

“Do you not want to wear a dress?” You asked frowning. You clearly remembered how excited he was to wear a dress that day and pranced around backstage in it way before he had to get ready.

“No, I want to, I guess I just never realized that people liked it, I didn’t check the social media after the concert, I guess I was just scared of it becoming a second cover of vogue situation,” he shrugged but you could see that what you said had made him think.

“Well you should’ve people absolutely loved it, you looked so beautiful, my best work if I’m being honest,” you teased and Harry rolled his eyes.

“Show me your ideas so I can go back to bed,” he urged and you clapped your hands excitedly.

“So dresses, this immediately made me think of Disney princesses. We could do you as Ariel and the band as the little sea creatures, or I was also thinking of you as Ursula and Mitch as Ariel because of the hair, next, I thought of you as cinderella and the band as mice and someone could do the fairy godmother and a pumpkin that would be so adorable,” you animatedly explained your visions to Harry as you showed him some rough sketches you have been working on.

“That sounds really nice, the cinderella one especially,” he smiled down at the sketches and ran his fingertips over them, visualizing the outfits.

“One concern I have though would be how you would move on stage because your dance moves are questionable sometimes, so you either sacrifice movement for one show and calm down a bit or we do like a short dress which I thought could be a bit sexier,” you scribbled a note down when you explained.

“I think I could calm it down for a show, you know, for the sake of the dress,” he shrugged.

“Okay, but my main idea wasn’t Ariel or Cinderella, I actually thought of this when I saw you with the little bow this year. Hear me out, you as Snow White and the band as the dwarves,” you grinned and waited for his reaction. He thought about it for a little while before he smiled a big grin, nearly matching yours, and nodded his head.

“That would be absolutely amazing, I think we should go with this one,” he decided as he looked over the sketch of him in a snow-white inspired ballgown you handed him.

“We would have to figure out the length because I won’t put you in something floor length because you wouldn’t be able to move at all, but something close to ankles or slightly above,” you bit the end of a pencil as you wrote it down.

“This will look so amazing, with the puffy sleeves and the bow in your hair, oh, and we will put a little bit of blush on your cheeks, oh, you will look so beautiful,” you cooed at your vision, making Harry blush slightly from all the compliments.

“Let’s go to bed, I will call Alessandro tomorrow so we can start working on proper sketches, oh god I’m excited,” you skipped around your office putting things away quickly so you could take Harry back to bed.

“M’ excited too, I love wearing dresses,” he smiled as he watched you tidy your desk slightly.

“Come on, we have so much work to do when we wake up,” you ushered him to take your hand and you pulled him into your bedroom.

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Thanks for reading this short little piece, I will probably make a follow-up to this one but let me know if you enjoyed it and if you have any ideas or requests for fics then let me know too.

Thank you, love you <3

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[jeonjungkookenthusiast1997]

Echoes of the Past (1) - Whispers of Darkness

Summary: When a night of drinking with friends unearths a dusty book long forgotten about Y/N's friends decide to try their hands at demon summoning. Disappointed it seems to not have worked they all go home leaving Y/N alone with someone lurking in the shadows. What will happen when a childhood friend, who's also an incubus, turns up looking for answers. Slight slow burn with smut to be added in future chapters.

Demon Bang Chan x Witch Female Reader.

This is my own work not a reblog! Please do not repost or translate.

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Content Warnings- cursing, demonic rituals, mentions of consuming alcohol

Word Count: 1,733

As Halloween night nears and the spooky season is in full swing Y/N and her friends decide to get together for a night of drinks and fun. Y/N goes into her kitchen to root around for more alcohol, she's sure she has some hidden somewhere around her, her beautiful friend Lisa shouts to get her attention asking her to come back into the living room.

Giving up momentarily on her quest for alcohol she shrugs and rejoins her friends, stopping mid step as Jennie holds up a book you'd thought was lost when you moved house a few years ago "what are you doing with that old thing?" She asks with her nose scrunched up in mock disgust "does this shit work?" Jennie asks excitedly almost vibrating in her spot on the floor "fuck no" she laughs as she shakes her head "got given it as a birthday present one year when I was young, it's a load of shit" Y/N goes to reach for the book feeling a sudden need to protect it but stumbles having to catch herself mid air, a feat considering how buzzed she was, when Lisa snatches the book away unexpectedly "what the hell?" Y/N groans throwing herself onto her sofa "sorry honey but I need to look through this thing" she laughs as her nimble fingers flick through the dusty and brittle pages.

As the night continued Y/N had almost drifted off to sleep when a shriek made her jolt upright "who died?" She mumbles making the girls laugh, "nobody, Jennie found some hottie in that book of yours apparently" Alexa giggles as she points to the two girls drooling over what looks like a sketch of a young looking man with striking blonde locks. Y/N's eyes blink a few times as a sense of foreboding and nostalgia settle in her tummy when she looks at the ink "who is this Y/N you gotta tell me!" Jennie giggles drunkenly making her laugh "uhh a lust demon or something if I'm remembering right, haven't read that thing in a long ass time" an excited gasp shoots out of the girls perfectly glossed lips "if he's a demon that means we can summon him right?" She smirks as she wiggles the book in the grasp, the notion of doing something so spiritual in mid October makes all the other girls in the room scream happily.

That dark sense of foreboding returns to her tummy and squeezes at her chest "I… don't think that's a good idea guys'' the girls in the room start moving furniture to make space for the summoning circle they need to draw "why not?" Lisa asks as the two other girls grab supplies such as candles and chalk from around the house "you said yourself the books a load of shit" Y/N's eyebrows crease as she watches the hurried movements suddenly feeling herself start to sober up "worst case scenario nothing happens and it's a bust, best case scenario we get to order around a hot demon" she wiggles her eyebrows at the uneasy girl "who says he'll listen to we say?" Y/N asks "no duh it says so in your book" Jennie nods while pointing to the book in Lisa's hands.

Once everything is ready the girls each sit at a point around the circle and Lisa holds the book out to Y/N "what? I have to read the spell?" She asks with a frown "I don't even wanna do this" she whines "it's your book honey so you get the honours" Alexa smiles as the girls join hands "lucky me" she grumbles but places the book in her lap and holds the hands of the girls to her sides, she recites the spell as best she can from the book and they all wait with baited breath. A few moments roll by but seemingly nothing is happening "what a bust" Lisa moans as the girls all share looks of disappointment "don't look at me, I tried to warn you guys" Y/N shrugs as a long yawn escapes her body, she rolls her shoulders and stands "I think that's me done for the night sorry girls" she smiles sheepishly, they all give her a hug and thank her hosting them.

Once everyone has gone Y/N flops herself down onto her sofa in exhaustion and groans when her eyes fall onto the book abandoned on the floor. Deciding to place the book back on her bookcase where it belongs she turns to get up off the soft surface and picks up the book gently, she rubs her thumbs over the cover and smiles thinking back to her childhood and all the times she thought she was a witch who would summon demons to be her friend when she was lonely. One of the demons she remembers being especially drawn to, he even conjured her a sparkling blue rose once after she'd been bullied at the playground. She tries to remember the names she'd made up for her demonic friends but her thoughts are fuzzy like she's trying to remember a dream of a memory rather than her own actual memories.

The sound of a man clearing his throat suddenly breaks the silence making her physically jump into the air almost dropping the book when she recovers from the shock she looks to find where the noise came from and her eyes almost fall out of the sockets as she can't believe what she's looking at "Been a long time since I was last summoned by you, what a nice surprise" the voice greets her making the blood in her veins run cold "w-what do you mean since I last summoned you? I've never summoned anything in my life" she squeaks in fear "you don't remember me?" he asks, looking almost offended as he makes a move to walk towards her "I know it's been a long time Y/N but-" he's cut off when she points to him with a shaky finger making his eyebrow raise "h-how do you know my name? what's going on?" She steps back from him which makes the demon stop in his tracks as he holds his hands up looking completely confused "you truly don't remember me? at all?" he asks slowly with a look of pain painted across his beautiful face.

She shakes her head "no… the spell worked? How did the spell work?" he takes a deep breath before speaking again "yes...it did work..." he says trying to diffuse the tension in the room "it worked the same way it always has, because you're a witch" he looks deep into her eyes as he waits for his words to sink in "a… a witch? I can't be- I don't u-understand" she tries to slow her breathing as her eyes flit to the summoning circle "why didn't you appear when the girls were here?" She asks confused as he walks towards her making him sigh deeply "how could you have forgotten" he whispers looking so hurt it makes her heart clench.

He clears his throat before continuing "you used to summon me all the time when we were children, we'd play together in this very house, you even summoned my younger brothers a few times" he gestures to the room around him as if to make his point "you were able to summon me then and still can now because you have witches blood coursing through your veins, all the woman of your maternal family line have been practising witches except your mother. She turned her back on the craft a long time ago" his words are making her head spin as she tries to take in everything he's telling her "and finally, I didn't appear before because you were with other humans, of course I heard you call and felt your magic and I wanted to race up to you as soon as I could but once I sensed you weren't alone I waited in the shadows until they left" he sighs trying to help fill the gaps in her memory.

She picks up the spell book as she flicks through the pages hoping it'll help her remember something… anything "I don't remember anything you've said" she frown as his eyes drop to the floor dejectedly "I do remember playing with this book and pretending I could conjure up magical children to play with when I felt lonely but that's all it was right? Just my overactive imagination" he simply looks at her with a small smirk on his face "maybe my presence is helping you remember, that boy you remember playing with… was me. You didn't make it all up, I was real… I AM real Y/N" he thinks for a moment before holding out his hand, a small blue spark shoots from his palm and a beautiful blue rose suddenly appears in its place.

As soon as she sees the rose she gasps, holding her hand over her mouth as she looks up "Chan…? You were real all this time?" A single stray tear rolls down her cheek as he smiles widely and suddenly wraps his arms around her pulling her into a tight hug. They stay like that for a few moments before she pulls back with a confused look on her face "how could I have forgotten you? It's not everyday you just forget you can summon demons out of a magical book" the demon standing before her hums as he thinks while pacing around the room "it's possible that because this all happened when you were a child your mother told you it was all in your head and it's as simple as that or your mother could have used her magical connection to get a warlock to tamper with your memories" a sound of shock leaves her throat "warlocks exist too?" He simply nods his head "how would we know which version happened?" Bang Chan bites his lip as he weighs up his options "I could use my magic to look through your memories but it's an uncomfortable process and it requires immense trust on both parties" Y/N's brow creases as the room becomes eerily silent, the air around them filling with unspoken tension "I'll do it" she resolves as she looks up at his enchanting eyes.

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[mc-lukanette]

Fit Like a Lover

Marinette emerged from behind the partition and twirled for effect, eagerly showing off her costume. "So? Do you like it?"

Luka was aware that he was a biased party, and he was fairly sure that Marinette knew that too. He could hear the trust in her voice, however; the knowledge that he'd be honest and still give her constructive criticism if it happened to come to him.

Thus, he went to walk a full circle around her, examining every inch of her outfit. If there was even a single rip, he was going to catch it.

"It looks incredible, Marinette. I can tell you made it yourself and put your whole heart into it," he said, noting the high quality and perfect fit. However, he frowned, squinting in deep thought. "But... what are you exactly?"

"Oh!" Marinette perked up, Luka thankful that the question hadn't offended her. "That's the best part!" She outstretched her arms, legs spread in dramatic fashion. "I'm not anything that existed before today! I thought for a while that I could do a witch but better, but then I thought—why limit myself to something like that, you know?"

He nodded, eyes fond as he admired her enthusiasm. Seeing her in her element without the usual stress that loomed over her was incredible for him, and he could only imagine how it must have felt for her.

"So—!" Marinette continued proudly, hands on her hips. "—I created my own fairytale, and I'm the creature from it! I... oh, wait."

She fumbled around, searching the various pockets and packs she had on her. With a soft, "ahah!" she pulled out a tiny booklet, opening it to show him.

It was an assortment of sketches, though they became more detailed - more certain of themselves - as the pages went on, finally extending to the written portion complete with pictures.

"It's about a creature who watches over a nearby village, and she gives them treats or tricks depending on whether they've been good or bad; sort of like a Halloween Santa Claus? I made some sweets to test out in school the other day too since it was the closest I could get to fitting with the theme. Some are tricks, some are treats." She grinned mischievously. "I may or may not have also tricked Adrien into giving one to Chloe so she'd eat it. It was a treat, but when she heard it was from me, she spent the whole day wondering if I poisoned her, so you could say it's a trick in its own way."

Gosh, he loved her so much.

He chuckled. "You're a genius, Marinette."

She wiggled her hips shyly at the praise, but he could tell that she was secretly glowing with pride. It was just like her to go all out with a costume, right down to making her own tricks and treats.

"What about you, Luka?" she asked as she put the tiny notebook away. She bounced excitedly in anticipation of his answer.

There was something else in her tone that told him that there was more than just idle curiosity, but he answered anyway, "My mom always uses Halloween to go all out. She doesn't need an excuse, of course, but she loves trying to outrank everyone else. Jule and I always help out."

"Oh wow!" Marinette giggled, clearly having some sort of mental image in her head. Luka imagined that even her imagination couldn't compete with the real deal. "That's okay then!"

"...Hm?" Luka blinked, confused at the statement. What was okay? Had he missed something? Perhaps Marinette was talking to herself? Or—"Wait, were you going to ask me to help you with anything?"

"Ah—" She made a face like she hadn't intended for him to figure that much out. "N-no, no! It's really alright! I can cut it out of the story, or maybe have a doll instead—"

"Marinette," he said steadily, still puzzled, "what do you mean?"

She blushed, hands fidgeting with each other at waist level. "Well... in the story, the creature is really lonely, so she makes herself a partner. I thought that it might be neat to have me be the creature and then get—" She hesitated. "—um, someone to play the other role."

"And..." Luka processed that, touched by the gesture. "You want me to do that?"

"I wanted to ask you first, so—" She put her hands on her face in embarrassment, peeking out at him from between her fingers.

Luka knew full well that it was more than that. If it was just that she'd asked him first and planned to get someone else, she would've made no other suggestion of cutting the partner out of the story entirely or getting a doll instead.

She'd been thinking of him specifically. There was no other explanation.

"I'd love to," he said immediately. It was impulsive, but he didn't take it back either.

In a delayed reaction, Marinette lowered her hands to look at him in surprise. "W-what? But—your mom—"

"Rose can help. They don't need me here, not really. I'd be happy to be your..." He swallowed. "myth partner, Marinette."

In truth, he didn't actually know if they needed him or not, but he'd eagerly risk a walk on the plank for this.

Marinette bit her bottom lip in response, more questions clearly lingering in her mind even as she shifted on her feet in excitement. Eventually though, the excitement won over and she squealed, jumping forward to hold his hands.

"Great! Thank you so much!"

"No, thank you," he replied.

Both of them broke into happy giggles at the idea of dressing up together. They could hardly wait.

——

It fit him. Well, Luka naturally expected the costume to fit him, because Marinette could get anxious at times but she was nothing if not a stickler for details. It wouldn't have made sense for her to ask him - and only him, he reminded himself with a faint blush - unless she knew that the costume would be comfortable for his build, especially since it was now the day of the party.

But it went further than that. It didn't just fit him, it fit him perfectly. He bent his legs and arms to test the material, but it really felt as though it was truly made with every line or curve of his body in mind. In retrospect, he should've been suspicious when Marinette took his full measurements back when she was making their Kitty Section costumes (none of which required full measurements), but still.

There was something incredibly intimate about knowing that Marinette knew his body shape and size down to centimeters, not helped by the fact that the costume had him decked out in his own colors.

"Luka!" Marinette called from the other side of the divider in her room. "How is it? I tried to make it with the softest, most comfortable fabric I could!"

Realizing that he'd been standing there stupidly just admiring her work, Luka's sense kicked back and he stepped out, arms spread to really show off his outfit. "It's perfect. I couldn't have asked for anything better."

Her face lit up upon taking him in, a squeal escaping her that she muffled with both hands. She was practically jumping in place and Luka had no place he'd rather be than right there with her.

If his mom or Juleka felt betrayed, they would have to deal with it.

"You look amazing!" Marinette exclaimed, Luka chuckling a bit at how it sounded like her complimenting her own work which—good, she deserved it. She even came closer to him, walking circles around him and occasionally touching him to test how the fabric hugged him. Clearly, she had no idea what effect she had on him, either ignoring or not hearing the surprised noise he made when she casually grabbed his side as a test.

"...Oh!" she gasped, realizing something. "There's still one piece missing! Hold on!"

Luka watched curiously - part of him thankful for the moment to breathe - as she hurried across the room, searching for something. She ended up finding it underneath her chaise lounge, protected in a small box, and Luka's lips parted in surprise when she brought it over to him.

A lyre, or at least a fake one. He took it in his hands, turning it every which way to get as close of a look as possible. The "musical partner" she'd spoken of in her story had not just any instrument, but a stringed instrument. He may not have ever played a lyre specifically, but everyone knew that stringed instruments were his forte.

Marinette placed her hands on the lyre as well, a few of her fingers overlapping his. Ducking her head shyly, she peeked up at him and explained, "T-the partner she makes in the story; he plays her music while she designs. They inspire each other."

Luka let out the breath he'd been holding ever since he'd seen the lyre in the first place. He could tell a rhythm when he heard one; he knew when all the notes came together to form a distinct melody, and this was one of those cases.

She asked him and only him to be her partner in this. She kept his measurements and thus the costume - that's also in his colors - fit him perfectly. The partner in the myth had a string instrument, and he plays music whilst she designs just like they did while working on Kitty Section costumes.

She designed the myth after both of them. Marinette could've chosen anyone to be a partner to the lonely creature and she made it him.

"Did—" He stopped to breathe again, his heart feeling so full that he suspected it was clogging something. "Did you really think I wouldn't say 'yes' to dressing up with you?"

"H-huh?" A beautiful blush spread across her face.

"There's no way I wouldn't," he insisted, moving the instrument away, Marinette's hands letting go of it while he grabbed one of said hands in reassurance. If she was a little overwhelmed, he was okay with that; she deserved to know that he was certain about this.

Marinette, meanwhile, was floundering for a response. "W-well, I know I made the costume before you even agreed, and I really did want you to wear it. The partner is really important for the story too, but..." She faltered, her fingers shifting nervously in his hand. "No, I really wasn't sure you'd want to?"

He matched her frown with his own. "Why not? It's such an original idea, Marinette, and I definitely don't miss being part of the Liberty for this."

She stared at the floor, her free hand closed tight and held to her chest. She chewed at her bottom lip whilst trying to form words, then explained carefully, "B-because it's a romance, so I thought it'd make you uncomfortable to dress up as much partner. If anyone asks, and I have to explain the myth, then they might think things, and..."

Luka shook his head. "I would never be uncomfortable around you; definitely not over that."

"Because you don't care what people think...?"

That was true, he supposed, but not the real reason. He just wasn't sure how much of that reason he could say. Keeping that in mind, he opted for, "Because the idea of people thinking I'm together with you doesn't bother me."

"...O-oh," she utters, the blush spreading further across her face. She seemed deep in thought and yet still so close to him.

Though, now that he'd answered her concerns, he had his own question. "What about you, Marinette?"

"Me?"

He nodded. "You were worried about me being uncomfortable, but why not you?"

Her lips pressed together, the soft pink that's always been so alluring for him disappearing briefly as she hesitated. "Well, I...I was thinking the same thing?"

"Really?" It's a stupid question, because it was virtually the only answer: she wasn't worried about the discomfort because she wasn't uncomfortable. Still, knowing that they were on a similar wavelength made him happy.

She nodded. "I'm so comfortable around you Luka. I thought... that it'd be okay if it was you. If people t-thought anything about us, then—" She shifted on her feet, looking at anything but him. "—I'd be honored, actually?"

Luka stared silently at her, heart pounding. Almost unconsciously, he went from holding her hand to intertwining their fingers, a gesture that Marinette easily reciprocated. He reciprocated easily, "I'd be honored too."

"You..." She finally looked up at him, blinking rapidly in shock. "What?"

"For anyone to think that we're together. I like the sound of that." He smiled warmly, even as she continued staring like she couldn't believe him. "I mean it, Marinette. You're unbelievably talented and pretty."

"U-unbeli—guh—" She recoiled from him and shook her head insistently. "Unbelievably talented?! Look who's talking!" She gestured (flailed her arms, really) at him. "You're talented too, and really handsome!"

Luka laughed in delight, blushing himself. "Thank you." She'd started pacing about with her warm cheeks covered by her hands, so he waited for her to slow down to add fondly, "I'm just glad you picked me, even if it's only playing a part for a day."

Immediately, she froze, hands lowering as she looked at him. It took a moment for Luka to realize that it could've been the wrong thing to say after he'd come on so strongly already.

"Ah... Marinette—"

"You don't have to," she said softly.

He paused, mostly out of confusion, and wondered where she got the idea that he wouldn't want this. Hands raised in defense, he replied, "No, I want to! That's not what I—"

"You can play longer," she whispered, staring at the floor like it was incredibly interesting all of a sudden. "Like a week, or a month..." She flicked her gaze up at him, his gaping mouth apparently not deterring her from continuing, "m-maybe forever, if you really want? It doesn't have to be play either..."

Thus, the melody reached its intended target. She had feelings for him—no, it was mutual. All the time they'd spent staring at each other, spending time together, and now dressing up as a pair had reached its logical conclusion.

Luka grinned like the love-struck fool that he was. He couldn't care less how silly he must've looked, standing there and practically shaking. The only reason he didn't jump at Marinette and hug her immediately was because he feared ruining their costumes somehow.

So instead, he approached, careful of her make-up as he took her face in his hands. His entire face was giving him away, and he could tell from the way Marinette's eyes sparkled.

"Yes," he said. "Forever sounds great."

"F-forever..." She was practically vibrating, even grabbing his wrists excitedly. "Y-yeah! I'll love you forever!"

Heat quickly washed over her face when she realized what she said, but she didn't take it back. Luka found it incredibly adorable that they'd already confessed and yet she was getting embarrassed blurting out "I love you"s at him.

Without another word, as if she thought she might say something else blunt and very much welcome by him, she silently reached further up, grabbing his hands from her face so she could slip her fingers in between his own. Luka observed the way she eyed him, looking from the floor, to his eyes, and then down from there where her gaze proceeded to linger.

It took him a moment to realize what she was staring at, helped by the way she stepped closer to lessen the gap between them. She swallowed, staring in a mixture of hesitance and longing, all while Luka tried to keep his heart under control. She wanted to kiss him.

However, just as she leaned up, the alarm went off on Marinette's phone, both checking to see that it was a warning telling them to head off to the party. Luka had genuinely forgotten all about it and, judging from Marinette's expression, she had as well. She seemed almost frustrated, though he couldn't tell if it was only the alarm or if she blamed her shyness for being unable to kiss him in time.

"I don't think there was a kiss at the end of your fairytale," he said lightly. He knew her well enough to know that she wouldn't have made the two characters kiss if the people they were based on weren't dating yet. He was giving her an out as well, not wanting her to feel pressured. There was time for all that later, surely.

That's when Marinette turned to him, brows furrowed like she was upset with him. Before Luka could ask what was wrong, Marinette's hand hit the alarm to shut it off. In an equally swift motion, she moved towards him again, arms wrapped around his neck as she got up on her tiptoes.

He went to call her name, but her nose brushed his and he was suddenly out of breath. Her gaze was firm even while her voice shook in that beautiful contrast of shy yet bold that he loved so much.

"I'll put it in as a footnote," she whispered.

Nothing more was said as she kissed him, and he'd already forgotten about attending the party at all by the time he kissed back.

#queuekanette #lukaneventte: No Context November #Flower Arrangement Shipping #Pro LukaMari #Lukanette #event: Halloween

[netherworldpost]

@thatdarnyeti /

The current (emphasis: current, I'm still chomping numbers and capability) plan is there are going to be 3 monthly zines.

Each zine is 1 sheet of paper folded in half, to make a tiny booklet.

Monsters / the Netherworld / fun stories or poems etc

Real world post office letter mail inspiration stuff

Real world Halloween (spooky, not scary, in line with everything else we do) essay

Each zine is $1 each + postage (in the USA, about $0.70). You're only charged once for postage, so your total will be $1.70 or $2.70 or $3.70 depending on if you subscribe to one, two, or three zines.

Each zine is going to be about a blog-post in length... because a few months after they mail out (probably 3 or 4 months), they become blog posts.

At that point, the PDF of that zine will be "pay if you want" to download, or you can buy a copy in the shop as a normal product, for $1 (then we'll fire up the printing presses and mail it to you).

The advantage of us printing and mailing -- we use commercial printing presses that have really great colors. The advantage of "pay if you want" is you can get it immediately and (if you want) free.

On social media, for the last few years, I've balanced

"here is monster stuff in a fun dimension, sometimes there is smooching"

"here is a love letter to the postal system, yes, a love letter... to.. the postal... system"

"Here is fanfic about Scooby-Doo, or a very specific Halloween commercial from the 1980s, or a love letter to Dunkin' Donuts Halloween donuts"

By splitting the zine into three options, people can focus on "I like THIS part of your work, but am less interested in THAT part of your work."

I want to serve people exactly what they are most interested in. I love making all three lines of stuff pretty much equally, and having 3 focuses to bounce between keeps me in a great flow state.

It works out great.

I am extremely pro-social media, it has given me an inordinate amount of advantages and benefits for many years.

And.

I'm in the classic business scenario of "what got you to where you are won't get you to where you want to go."

The above zine project is explicitly designed around "Hey. Like our stuff? Here is a physical copy priced as affordably as possible. You're getting a blog post / social media post, but in the mail. Enjoy!"

Each zine is going to be wildly experimental.

I look at them as a box.

"I have 1 sheet of paper, folded in half, so a booklet of 4 pages. What can I do this month with it?"

FOR THE MONSTER ZINE, I'm thinking "Okay. One month it is a love story (obviously). The next month it is a series of sketches of slime candy. The next month it is a day-in-the-life of a dragon."

FOR THE MAILING ZINE, one month it is going to be "You should write a postcard to your favorite independent restaurant and tell them exactly how you feel about them. You should share why you order what you order and how happy it makes you. Maybe you went there on a date and it went great, maybe you went there after a really hard day and their food made it a little bit better."

FOR THE REAL WORLD SPOOKY ZINE, I'll do a deep dive into my fan theories about magic in Hocus Pocus.

In the 80s and 90s there were tons of super cheap magazines and comics that were constantly shifting and experimenting and I love that.

It's the energy I'm bringing back.

I've spent too many words on this really simple response, I'm sorry, I'm full of words today.

There will be a giant post on the blog "this is how I'm doing it because I have access to commercial printers, if you do too, here is what i recommend. If you don't, check out how to print it at an office supply store, here are details. If you don't want to do that, here is what you can do at home with a cheap desktop printer."

Wow I am WAY over my word budget (laugh)

thank you sorry getting back to work

[kirathehyrulian]

Non-Challenge Art 😈🐍This Blue Hell🐍😈

(Please do not edit/alter. Feel free to reblog, but please do not repost. At the very least please give me credit.)

Mwhahahahah! It is done in time for Halloween!🎃 (click, right click, click open image in new tag to get a closer look on desktop)

For more art from me please check out my “myart” tag here on Tumblr. Or my  “AO3“. 👇(Art Notes and Alts below the cut) 👇

Art notes: I’ll probably put more in depth art process notes on the AO3 post when I get around to it. But anyways, I started this sketch, I wanna say, sometime in the late summer of this year, thinking it’d be something cool to do for Halloween because I rarely ever get around to doing anything holiday theme. (Mostly because the holidays are stressful and pre-planning is not my strength) But I was having a hard to completing anything art wise during that time. All I had was a sketch, messy color placement, and some of the face rendered. Then I put it on the back burner for a while.

Then the masquerade happened and I don’t want to jinx it but I think it might have got me out of my art block, I hope? Well it was kind of a double edge sword. Because the Masquerade has a limited time frame I traced the contour lines from J2 photos or Sam and Dean episode refs to save me time. And I didn’t really stop to dwell on that too much because of the deadline until after I unmasked and posted all of my stuff to AO3.

It’s probably because of the posting anxiety I always get when submitting, but for some reason divulging that part of the process made me feel like an imposter artist or like I was taking some of the magic out of what I’ve drawn. It grew to the point where I felt like I was useless.

The rational part of my brain was trying to tell me, tracing the forms from con and episode refs was just a handy tool that I employed to speed things up for the Masquerade. The stigma that some people put on tracing isn’t (word I wish I could remember), especially for hobby art. But, my negative side wasn’t shutting up.

The funny thing is that if this someone else I believe I wouldn’t have cared if they had to trace contour lines to get the art done. I would have told them, “You brought an idea to life using the resources and tools around you. It was transformative enough that it is your own art. And don’t listen to the negative thoughts telling you otherwise. You are an artist and can draw.” But, it was myself at a low period dealing with stupid fears not based on anything happening in the present. And even if someone accused me of not being an artist it would have been the opinions of the few that shouldn’t really matter in my life.

Anyways, after I moped around for a little bit, I decided to pick the boy king!Sam project back up around last Wednesday and started pouring all my time into it. I was going to prove to my negative side that I could draw freehand without tracing.

I pretty much redid the face render I had originally and then worked my way through it all. I did the face, the top part of the snake, the neck, the bottom part of the snake, the horns, the golden stick ring thing (it’s supposed to be representative of the crown of thorns), the fire, the crown, the lighting, the font, and then lastly the dripping blood.

And after completing this project I felt some of my self-esteem build up. I can draw. Maybe not as well as I want to all the time, but I can do it. I might not always complete wip’s, or complete deadlines. I might always make mistakes. But I can draw. So, Hah, negative side of my mind. Fudge you for making me questioning that.

Anyways here’s all the alts (which is just me hiding layers on the main file to showcase certain parts without the distraction of the rest of the piece):

🎶music I listened to while working on this project:

Anyways, I think that’s it.

Enjoy, if you can!♥♥♥

#sam winchester #boyking!sam #demon!sam #cw: body horror #cw: blood #horned!sam #priest!sam #eldritch moods #happy halloween #myart

[thisbuildinghasfeelings]

Anne! Since you're feeling anxious, I thought this little snippet would help from halloween wip. It's unedited, and you don't have to read it, but thought I would share

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“P.”

“Parrot. Peacock. Porky.”

“And what is Porky?”

“A pig.”

“That’s right, baby. Any more?”

“Pelican.” Elijah paused, a tell-tale sign. He added, “P for Papa,” and giggled.

TK chuckled. “That’s technically correct, I guess.”

Elijah giggled along with him. He liked playing games, like Name All The Birds And Animals Starting With, but he also liked being naughty, especially when his naughtiness amused his parents. He was sitting at the kitchen counter in his flamingo-printed pajamas with crayons and sheets of paper scattered in front of him while TK cut vegetables for dinner. So far he had made three pictures and was working on a fourth. Usually he liked to play in the yard or read up in his room while Dad made dinner but TK had noticed that he had been a little more clingy of late. At least for a couple of weeks now. He had been sticking close to TK, following him about the house like a tiny shadow. TK had a pretty good guess what it was about but he was happy to let Elijah reveal what was on his mind in his own time.

“Dad.”

“Yes, baby.”

Elijah was touching his coloring paper thoughtfully. [He had sketched out his bedroom window] “What is a word for something not there?”

TK and Carlos were both experts at parsing Elijah-speak. “Do you mean something not real? A thing that’s only in your mind?”

“Yeah.”

“If something isn’t real, then it’s imaginary.”

Ee-mag-ee-nary, Elijah said to himself, sounding out the letters like he had been taught in kindergarten, but he was distracted by the door opening. He reared up like an excited little meerkat and wriggled happily in his seat. Carlos called out a greeting from the hallway and came to join them in the kitchen, scooping Elijah up for a hug.

TK watched them fondly as he seasoned the vegetables. There was something magical about seeing them together. Elijah loved Carlos like the sun. Fiery and enormous and life-giving. He lit up whenever Carlos was at home and missed him terribly when he wasn’t. He hung on his Papa’s every word and looked at him with shining, worshipful, trusting eyes, like he was the center of the universe. It was beautiful to observe. TK imagined that it must have been how the ancient people felt when they saw the Milky Way in the night sky. Marvelously vast and all-encompassing. Miraculous.

The way he threw his arms around Carlos’ shoulders could only be described as adoring.

Carlos kissed his curly little head and deposited him back in his seat.

“Can I make you a picture, Papá?”

“Yes, thank you, mijo.”

With that, Elijah vigorously started to sketch something.

Carlos tasted the soup simmering on the stove and hummed approvingly. “This is perfect. Hello, my love.”

TK kissed him. “Hi, baby. How was your day?”

“Oh, the same. Long. I’m glad to be home.”

😭😭💜💜

Thank you Tessa!! This is so adorable and it made me feel a little better!

Elijah rearing up like a little meerkat and loving Carlos like the sun 😭

[auriel187]

The More Things Change. (S1 E6)

Word Count: 4233

Series Masterlist

A/N: If anyone doesn't like the fact that the oc is black, go away.

I was sketching on a blank sheet of paper, not paying much attention to the world around me as I filled the paper with seashells. Shawn and I have been swapping our papers every few minutes so I was making an effort to add mathematical and scientific information into my drawings. He just looks at me weird before he uses my notes to solve the equations. Then he adds to the drawing.

"I have graded your book reports from last Friday and after I pass them out, we'll discuss them." Our teacher said before he saw Cory looking at Shawn with a clown nose on his face. I started adding Clown Cory to my paper. "Ah, Mr. Matthews. Shall I express my usual disappointment or just ask you to guide my sleigh tonight?" Mr. Feeny looked over at the three of us with disappointment in his eyes. I shrank in my seat.

"Uh, wrong holiday, Mr. Feeny. See, Halloween's coming up and I was just test driving my clown nose." Cory explained, taking off the large red nose.

"Then I insist you stay in the driver's seat. Put the nose back on... for the rest of the morning." Was I mean? I laughed at that? "Mr. Minkus, excellent work as usual. I particularly enjoyed your haiku on Captain Ahab's obsession with the great white whale." Mr. Feeny said as he handed the small boy his book report.

"The calm blue ocean. Sun lights up the monster's eye. He sees me... whale food." He recited dramatically.

"It works on so many levels." Feeny praised him and I rolled my eyes. Give him a bigger head.

"Brown-noser." Shawn muttered.

"Troglodyte." Minkus replied. That made me mad.

"Sanctimonious twit." Minkus looked over at me with a glare, which I readily returned.

"Mr. Lewis, very good work. Mr. Matthews, not one of your better efforts. Mr. Hunter, there you are. Ms. Archer, bravo." Mr. Feeny handed our book reports back.

"Hey, this isn't fair. Rick and I both got Cs. How come you tell him he did good work and you tell me it wasn't one of my better efforts?" Cory bellowed. I swapped my paper with Shawn again.

"Would Bozo please come to the center ring? Mr. Lewis worked very hard to get his C... and I respect him for that. You, on the other hand, waste your efforts... on being the class clown." I mean, he had a point.

"How come you always pick on me, Mr. Feeny? How come you never pick on Minkus? Or Raven?" I looked up at Cory. He looked back at me and quickly turned back to our teacher.

"Have you taken a blow to the head, Mr. Matthews? Stuart Minkus gets nothing but As. If there was a letter before "A," he would get that. Ms. Archer has had perfect grades since she transferred here and she barely says three words in class." Mr. Feeny exclaimed.

"I guess that's why they get away with so much." Cory slumped away.

"And just what do they get away with?" Mr. Feeny asked.

"How come when she draws in class and goofs around with Shawn, she's allowed to but when I do it I get in trouble?" He pointed to his clown nose. Mr. Feeny did the come hither motion.

"Ms. Archer has an anxiety disorder . Extremely severe anxiety disorder by the looks of it. She also needs multiple forms of intellectual stimuli. I can condone her drawing and her 'goofing around' with Mr. Hunter because I noticed that she can get him to focus on school for more than ten seconds." Shawn looked over at me and smiled.

"Well, how come when I make paper airplanes, I get detention, and he doesn't?" I looked over at Minkus who was making a realistic paper plane. "I withdraw the question."

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I sat in front of our classroom with my chemistry book (technically Jazmyne's old book) open on my lap as the seconds ticked by on the clock just above me. I jumped when I felt something poke my back. "Hello, my little ray of Sunshine." Shawn pulled me up and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Hi Puppy. How was detention?"

"Boring. Thanks for this though." He held up my periodic table, which he coloured in with my coloured pencils.

"No problem." I replied as he hugged me and continued to read over my shoulder.

"You guys are gross." Cory said exiting the class. He looked between Shawn and I. "You guys waited for me?"

"Am I not your best friend?" Shawn said coolly. I rolled my eyes.

"You had detention, too, didn't you?" Cory smiled, knowingly.

"Oh, yeah. Mrs. Engles nailed him. How'd you get detention in art?" I asked, picking up my stuff off the floor.

Shawn lifted me off the ground, spinning me. "Well, that's what makes me one of the greats." Cory looked so sick with us.

"It's what makes you a dingus!" I poked him as he put me down.

"You two make me sick." Cory groaned in disgust. I don't know what his problem is, Shawn and I are just being friendly. It's not like we just started acting like this. This has been us since we became best friends. Shawn rolled his eyes and tossed his drink in the trash. Then he peered into it like a weirdo.

"Hey. Check this out, answers to a test." He spoke excitedly.

"We can't be looking at test answers. That's major cheating, detention for life." Cory stared in shock.

"Shawn, first of all, Eww. Second of all, put that down!" I smacked his arm repeatedly. He just kept reading the sheet. "Puppy, this will be the end of your educational life! That means no school, no field trips, no sports!"

"I can just do that at home, my field trips will be better because I can bring my bed and my TV." He bumped me with his hip.

"Do you think Jefferson or Brianna will let me speak to you if you do this?" I countered and his demeanour cracked. Good.

"The control you have over him confuses me so much." Cory whispered to me.

"These aren't for a real test. They're for that stupid lQ exam we're taking tomorrow." I let out a sigh of relief when he started to crumple it to throw it away.

"Wait a minute. Let me take a look at this. Wow. The person who knows these answers gets a perfect score." I shook my head and tried to grab it from him.

"On a test that doesn't even count for a grade. Why bother?" Shawn asked. Good!

"Are you kidding? This is my one ticket to get Feeny off my back. If Feeny thinks I'm a genius... he'll treat me just as good as he treats Minkus." I shook my head at him. I was about to say something when Shawn beat me to it.

"Hey, Cory, do yourself a favor. Crumple the paper up, throw it away in the trash. Don't complicate your life." I have no idea what got into him but I was so proud.

"I could kiss you right now!" I turned to the blue eyed boy, who had this look on his face as blush crept over his entire face. He giggled awkwardly but I turned my attention back to Cory when he began to smooth out the paper.

"You know, that makes a lot of sense... and if I was a smarter person, I'd probably listen to you... except I'm not a smarter person... But tomorrow, I'm going to be a genius." Cory smirked, I smacked upside the head. This is gonna backfire on him. You don't need to be a genius to know that.

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It was Thursday. We still hadn't heard anything about the tests yet but I know that the reason it was taking so long was all because of Cory. "I have in my hands the results of Tuesday's lQ test... and one person here deserves special mention. This person achieved not only the highest score in the class, not only the highest score in the school but a score so high as to give rise to the question... "ls there, in fact, a ceiling on human intelligence?"" I looked at our teacher in shock. He can't possibly believe that!

"Please, Mr. Feeny, you're embarrassing me." Minkus let out, confidently. The only plus about all this is that his ego gets to be knocked down a peg.

"Mr. Minkus, you technically came in third." Mr. Feeny deadpanned and the class fell silent.

"Third?" Minkus sounded dumbfounded. Serves him right.

"Uh-huh. Well, in all honesty you got tied with the second person in terms of your responses."

"As in the context of not first? Someone scored higher than I did on the lQ test?"

"That is typically how being third works." I mumbled more to myself than to anyone else.

"Oh, one blew you out of the academic water. The other demonstrated an extensive knowledge of complex mathematical inquiries as well as artistic prowess. And both of them are sitting in this room...Someone in this very classroom is a junior Kierkegaard." Mr. Feeny was preaching.

"A what?" Cory asked. I smacked my hand on my forehead.

"A great mind, Cor." I whispered boredly.

"She's correct, Mr. Matthews... just like yours. I have clearly underrated you, and I bow to your genius. Come on. Bravo." Mr. Feeny applauded and I thought he was actually buying all of this.

"It's no big thing, Mr. Feeny."

"On the contrary, Mr. Matthews, it is a big thing. It is a very big thing."

"Uh-oh." I heard Cory mumble as Shawn raised his hand.

"Mr. Hunter?" Mr. Feeny looked about as confused as the rest of us did.

"Who got the other high score?" He asked, side eyeing me slightly. But Mr. Feeny didn't say anything.

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I walked up the walkway behind Cory and Shawn. I smiled when I saw Amy, Eric and Morgan leaving the house. "Oh, hi." Amy said as the boys sprinted upstairs.

"Can't talk, mom, lots of homework. Got to go." Cory said halfway to his room.

"Yeah. What he said." Shawn yelled in agreement. I stopped to greet the three of them properly.

"Something terrible?" Amy asked as I hugged her.

"Oh, yeah. Absolutely." I replied, lifting up Morgan.

Eric grabbed me and lifted me up when I let go of Morgan. "You gonna set them straight, Pigeon?" I nodded, saluting them before I whipped off my shoes and sprinted up the stairs to see Cory in the middle of a major freak out.

"Feeny knows. Somehow he knows, and he's going to get me." He paced while I took a seat next to Shawn on one of the beds.

"You're wrong." Shawn tried, and failed, to defuse the spiraling curly haired boy.

"You think he's just sending a thank you note to my parents? "Thank you for bringing up your son. He's a genius. He's smarter than Captain Kirkaguard.""

"It's Kierkegaard, Dingus." I mumbled laying on the bed. "Besides, Mr. Feeny gave me one for Jefferson and Brianna too. Stop being dramatic." As I said that, Shawn just grabbed the letter and ripped the envelope open.

"What are you doing? That's a sealed envelope addressed to my parents. Now they're going to know I opened it." Cory exclaimed, making me sit up to stare at him.

"Cory, do your parents ever write letters to anyone?" I asked, he couldn't possibly be this dense.

"Yeah." He affirmed.

"And when they do, what do they put the letters in?" Shawn continued my thought.

"Envelopes. Just like this one." Cory caught on.

"So we could read the note." Shawn started leaving room for Cory to jump in.

"And seal it back up in a new white envelope. Ha! I love how we think. What's it say?" Cory finished excitedly.

"Uh-oh. He's bringing in the S.E.A." Shawn read, but I knew he was lying just to mess with Cory.

"What?" Cory looked baffled.

"The State Education Authority." Shawn answered. He's a good actor. Mischievous and sneaky but good.

"They have special field agents who handle intelligence fraud." I joined in. I buried my face in the crook of Shawn's neck. I knew if I looked at Cory, I'd bust a gut.

"I'm cooked! I'm cooked, Shawn! For the first time in my life, I'm in real trouble. Raven, you're smart! Help me out here! I'm cooked!" Cory started pacing frantically.

"Not if we're making all this up." Shawn said tauntingly.

"Are you?" Cory asked hopefully.

"No." Shawn snatched all hope away from him.

"I'm cooked!" Cory screamed.

"Relax, of course I'm making it up. He just wants to talk to your parents." Shawn said while I was clutching my side, nearly rolling off the bed in a fit of laughter.

"What if he tells them he doesn't think I'm a genius?" Cory whined.

"Who cares if Feeny doesn't think you're brilliant? As long as the test says so." Shawn waved it off. I rolled my eyes, about to tell them that was wrong but when did that ever stop them?

"But I'm not, and my parents know I'm not." Cory sighed heavily.

"Then you'll have to make them think you are." Shawn said, smirking back at Cory.

"How do I do that?" Cory asked, watching as Shawn turned to me, then back to him.

"Get with the program, Cory. It's Halloween, and this year you're going as a genius. Now," Shawn turned to me and smiled brightly. "Sunshine, what do you have in your magic bag that can help Cory?" He asked all wide eyed.

"Absolutely nothing because this is going to blow up in his face." I pointed at Cory.

"Come on, Ray. You know nobody's smarter than you." Shawn moved closer to me and Cory leaned away, starting to get grossed out.

"A lot of people are smarter than me and all of them say this is a bad idea." I countered.

"Please." Shawn moved even closer and Cory stared wide eyed. "Help us, Rae Wan Kenobi. You're our only hope." Shawn put his forehead on mine and I felt myself smiling like an idiot.

"I..." I started, ready to flat out deny them both but they both sat in front of me giving me puppy stares. "....I have a Beethoven CD in my bag." They both looked at me like I was a weirdo. "I can let you boys deal with this on your own."

"You wouldn't do that, you love us too much." Cory exclaimed, pulling me in for a hug before he fell onto the bed.

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"I'm home." I said as I removed my shoes and ran into the living room, where Jefferson and Adam were sitting on the couch as Rochelle, Brianna, Jazmyne, Tamara and Mariah sat on the floor doing one another's hair. I hung up my coat, noticing some boxes from the attic were seated by the stairs.

"It's little Vinny! Hi, kid." Adam seemed happy as Jefferson got up so I could sit. He took a seat on his lazy boy. I waved at all of them. That's when Jefferson noticed the envelope in my hand.

"Uh oh, Rae Rae got a letter for us." Jefferson said teasingly as he read it. "Well, well, well...Rae -over here- 's teacher has some concerns. I stared wide eyed. I never got in trouble with Mr. Feeny before.

Brianna looked about as panicked as I felt. "Pardon me?" She asked in a way that wasn't really asking.

"Well apparently, A Mr. George Feeny is concerned with her class work due to a test they did on Tuesday." Jefferson explained. I could feel my stomach begging to get tight until I remembered that we didn't do any real tests on Tuesday. Just the IQ test.

I let out a sigh of relief.

"What? Does she need help? I can tutor her if she'd like?" Tamara offered, looking worried. Jazmyne didn't. I assume it's because her father liked to mess with people similar to what Shawn did to Cory earlier.

"According to Mr. Feeny: Raven-Anniya Amberhide is an incredible and highly gifted student. Though she struggles with severe anxiety, she still manages to be at the top of her class with ease and without much hesitation. My only worry is that this class may be too simple for a student of her intellect.

Typically, an IQ such as her could be cause for an advanced student placement, however given that she does suffer from anxiety and seems the most secure and comfortable when immersed in conversations with Cory A. Matthews and Shawn P. Hunter, I've advised the school to not separate them.

You should be very proud." Jefferson recited clearly.

"So...What'd she get?" Jazmyne asked. I could see her buzzing with excitement and it must've been contagious.

"187! She has an IQ of 187!" Brianna boasted once she read the letter herself. She was so happy she practically suffocated me.

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I wasn't surprised when Cory was complaining about this whole situation. He had a good heart. He can't lie to people he cares about.

"Shawn, this whole thing is getting out of hand." He looked so sad. I simply rested my head on Cory's shoulder.

"Relax. Everybody thinks you're brilliant. You should enjoy it." Shawn said nonchalantly. He peered down at my sketchbook whilst I was drawing.

"When it was just Feeny, I could enjoy it. But now my parents are involved, and I don't like lying to them." Cory mumbled.

"You don't?" Shawn looked up in confusion. Cory simply shook his head. "'Cause it gives me a little rush. Besides, you didn't tell them you were a genius, Feeny did." I looked up at them like they were crazy.

"And I didn't tell Feeny I'm a genius." Cory smiled and I knew my boys were gonna start ping ponging off each other.

"The test did. And you didn't ask to take the test." Shawn said.

"They gave it to me. And you wouldn't have even seen the answers..." Cory went, get lost on his train of thought.

"If they didn't give us..." Shawn caught on instantly.

"Detention." They said together.

"We're innocent victims." Shawn smiled proudly.

"Nothing we do is actually our fault." Cory sounded like he was having an epiphany.

"It's good to be kids." Shawn held his hand out and Cory gave him a very loud high five. I smiled at them. They're such lovable nimrods.

"I don't get it." Minkus spoke, petulantly.

"What?" Shawn didn't have any form of patience in his tone.

"If you're smarter than I am... how come you're always trying to copy from my paper?" Minkus asked, which caused Cory to stammer.

"He's not copying, Minkus. He's just glancing over to admire... the work of a fellow genius." I jumped in, internally berating myself for getting further involved in this.

"You are?" Minkus asked Cory.

"He is." Shawn nodded in agreement.

"I am." Cory smiled stiffly.

"Oh, well, that's oK. In fact, from now on I'll kind of tip my test papers up so you can admire the answers even easier." Minkus said with a plastered smile on his face.

"Would you do that?" Cory asked, causing me to shake my head.

"No." The blond says and walks away.

"Genius envy." Shawn reasoned before looking over at me. "Where'd you come up with that lie?" He asked before the bell rang and Mr. Feeny walked in with a tall Asian woman.

"Class, this is Miss Chin. She'll be with you for the first half hour... while I have a word with Mr. Matthews." Mr. Feeny said. The class 'ohh ed' as Cory walked out of the room.

"Tell my mom I went out like a man." The curly haired boy said as Miss Chin told the class to take out our workbooks and complete lessons 8 through 12. I had already finished the chapter so I turned to Shawn.

"Five minutes before I hand in my tests, I look to see where everyone else is." I admitted and went into my sketchbook, doodling until Mr. Feeny came back. Cory walked into the class and slumped into his seat. I could see the little pout he had on his face and decided to move my seat and help him with his work. I chuckled when he passed a note to the blue eyed boy and turned back to his work. When he was finished I turned to help Shawn.

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"OK, we're here. What's the big emergency?" Shawn asked when we entered the room. We didn't expect Cory to start shooting us. Shawn pushed me behind the desk before he almost went through the window. "Hey! What are you trying to do, kill us?" Shawn exclaimed, pushing me behind him in case Cory tried to shoot us again.

"Kill you? I'll tell you about killed? How about what you did to me?" Cory whined.

"What'd we do?" I asked. This better not be about the stupid IQ test.

"Where are you spending your next recess? Playground? Shooting hoops? Playing ball? Drooling over Raven-Anniya?" Well, that last one was a little out of left field but alright.

"So?" Shawn completely ignored the last one.

"So let me tell you what I'm doing. I'm searching for Bobby Fischer!" Cory screamed.

"That's such a good movie." I muttered. I saw the two of them look at me like I was nuts. "...I like Joe Mantenga and Lawrence Fishburn." I shrank back behind Shawn.

"What are you talking about?"

"Geniuses go to a special school. Did you know that? You killed me. I'm going to be in a class full of Minkuses. Wait a minute. What am I talking about? These kids make Minkus look like Fabio."

"Wait a minute. They're putting you in another school?" Shawn looked back at me. He looked at me like I was leaving too.

"Yes. The lady is going to be here in a half an hour and they're going to give me another genius test and then they're going to take me away. So I just called you up to say good-bye. Or as geniuses say, good-bye in Latin."

"You do realize that this is your fault, right? Shawn and I told you to put the answer sheet back in the garbage and your exact words were 'You know, that makes a lot of sense... and if I was a smarter person, I'd probably listen to you... except I'm not a smarter person... But tomorrow, I'm going to be a genius' remember? So please tell me how we killed you?" I said.

"You're the smart one! Why didn't you tell me that geniuses get sent to genius school?" Cory bellowed, pointing an accusing finger at me. I smacked it.

"Because they don't. Mr. Feeny probably suggested it to catch you in your lie." I shrugged.

"Well, they're coming to send me to the fancy school so I guess his plan failed!" Cory whined.

"Hey, idiot." Shawn spoke.

"What?" Cory mumbled.

"Are you a genius?" The blue eyed boy asked.

"No." The brown eyed boy answered.

"Do you have the answers to this test?" The brown haired boy asked.

"No." The curly haired boy responded.

"You kind of see where he's going with this?" I say, leaning towards Cory.

"You want me to throw the test?" Cory looked between the two of us.

"Oh, no, no. I want you to take the test to the best of your ability. And no guessing. I wouldn't want you to stumble onto a right answer." Shawn said as he pulled me towards the door.

"Vale, Cornelius!" I screamed as Shawn pulled me down the stairs. "Bye, Matthews!"

+=+=+=+=+

I linked up with Eli and Mariah just around the corner of Cory's street. Mariah was a princess and Elijah was a vampire. We were waiting for Cory and Shawn to get here. Which is weird because we were on Cory's street.

"Boo!" I heard someone scream behind me as I was lifted off the ground.

I smacked Shawn in the arm as Cory approached with a goblin mask. He looked over at my pseudo cousins. "Cor, this is Elijah and Mariah. Mariah is just hearing impaired, she can hear you." I say quickly as they all shake hands.

Jefferson was standing by a lamppost dressed as a mad scientist. "Looks like you guys are all here, so how about a nice Halloween picture before you go torture your teacher?" It was a unanimous yes. The flash was quick and blinding. Tonight was already getting chaotic.

We were about to walk up to Mr. Feeny's house when we noticed him running to Cory's. "This is gonna be good." Mariah whispered. I took her hand.

Cory rang the doorbell and the boys pulled down their masks. I hoped my make was enough of a disguise. "Trick or treat!" We all said and much to our joy, Mr. Feeny answered the door.

"The candy's on its way." He replied, not recognizing anyone.

"Hey, aren't you that Feeny guy from school?" Shawn said looking up at our teacher. That was Elijah's signal.

"I'm Mr. Feeny, yes."

Eli took a step forward. "My brother's friend Cory Matthews said I'm going to have you as a teacher next year. He said you're the best teacher in the whole school." He crushed it!

"Oh, please, Mr. Matthews. I wasn't born yesterda..." he lifted up the mask to reveal that it was in fact not Cory. "I'm terribly sorry. Happy Halloween. Here, have a ruler. Have all the rulers." I suppressed my laughter as he dumped all his 'treats' into Eli's bag.

When Amy called Mr. Feeny from the kitchen, he smiled awkwardly at us and ran away. "And they say I'm not a genius!" Cory laughed proudly after removing his mask.

"So, Frankenstein? Where's the big candy bar house on this street?" Mariah asked, looking up at Shawn.

He pushed me forward. "Our Dragon Queen usually leads." And with that we s made our way from house to house getting so much candy we'd be sick for a week!

I love Halloween!

#black reader #black oc #boy meets world #shawn hunter x oc

[imherebabycakes]

Can You Do A Vampire Mikey x F!Reader But In Bayverse And With Prompts And Can You Do A Lemon 🍋 For It Too

142. “Bite me.” 132. “Argue all you want we both know you belong to me.” 5. “MINE.” 89. Mating season 151. “Do you know how a turtle takes his mate?” 96. Making out 58. Turtle bedroom 123. “Don’t hold back.” and Turning Into A Vampire

oh you ain’t know? ….turtles bite!

MIKEY X FEMREADER

Bayverse tmnt

🧛‍♂️ 🐢 🧡

this is my first ask, and i honestly hope, i did well.

let me set the scene:

in this world its 2022 , mutants are normal but its rare to see them everyday, some people have accepted them and well…. you know the rest.

a few months Ago you were celebrating a friends halloween birthday party in her penthouse apartment in upstate new York, you went dressed up as a sexy vampires, You were basically in lingerie you had fake fang teeth, wearing a black & burnt orange corset with orange lace boy shorts  black thigh high stockings,strippa heels,with a lace dark orange vail .the party was lit, there was drinking games, stripping games,dance contest starting every 5 minutes. people were really letting loose. you knew your drinking limit, but that night you knew you went a little over bord but you were still very aware of everything that was going on around you,so to sober up you set down on a nearby couch and drank two water bottles. something was telling you to look up so you did & right across the dim lit room, you saw him,A mutant turtle man, One of the 4 brothers that saved New York back in 2016 from aliens. you heard about them but never seen them up close before. man was he handsome. looking back on it you couldn’t remember what his costume was but it might’ve been a police swat team or ninja of sorts . but you honestly didn’t care because his look was so different & those damn baby blue eyes captured you, no literally it’s like as soon as you locked eyes with him without thinking your legs started moving by themselves ,before you knew it he had you wrapped in his arms. BIG MISTAKE

}}}}}}} Y/N get your sexy ass in here!!, you can clean them dishes later, i need you now. y/n is so beautiful, loving, caring. but tonights the night she’ll find out that besides me being a turtle im also a vampire, i was bit by a mutant vampire 2 years ago.

}}}}}}}}} I stopped what I was doing and slowly walk into his room, sometimes I forget that he’s not fully human, his body is godlike,im talking Hercules or Poseidon.  then reality sets in and I remember that he is a mutant, and true to his animal side his turtle room was dark,and humid, starting down his winding steps that were made of mahogany wood, his roomed smelled sweet like citrus fruit, the walls were covered with lush green vines , flowers & jagged rocks that had water trickling down them which led into a beautiful small pond that had a few koi fish in it. on the walls he had Beautiful paintings & sketches that hung, the floors were of marble and leading to his bed there was plush black shag carpet . turning my attention to the turtle man we lock eyes, but something seems different, his eyes seem darker, and so does the room or is it just the atmosphere.

}}}}}}}}} there’s my girl, come hop on my lap with your pretty slef, so i can kiss those lushly plump lips that i love so much.

}}}}}}}}} doin as told, i got on his lap and we start to Makeout heavily. man could he kiss, he had every inch of my body on fire, he grabbed my ass, breasts, and neck, its like once he gets started i cant get enough of him. then out of nowhere he abruptly pins me on my back and takes a huge sniff of the air,& says MINE

}}}}}} her ass, & breasts plump and ready for devouring, taking in the air around me, i could smell that she was ready, her arousal had me seeing colors so to speak, Y/n my love, i say kissing her neck,,,, yes mickey? …..do you know how a turtle takes his mate?…. umm no… no i dont mikey? well your about to find out,i say cooing in her ear, because its mating season

}}}}}}} while mickey was kissing on my neck he started talking about some mating season about turtles, then it hit me…. he wants to have sex! all we’ve ever done was kiss or dry hump. man this was kinda sudden or was it?…. is time slipping away from me that fast. No mikey, i say as i tried to push him away, im not ready… well at least thats what my mind’s telling me but my body craves you some how. why?

}}}}}}}} my love please stop fighting this,Argue all you want we both know you belong to me. you crave me because you love me, this is supposed to be, i make you do nothing you dont wanna do. not being able to hold back on my animalistic instincts any longer, i bite into her neck hard enough to penetrate but gentle enough where I don’t hurt her, taking in her sweet nectar of blood i go numb. stopping to look into her eyes i ask can i continue… y/n?…. umm i guess so mikey, No Y/n! i need a yes or no answer!!! it’s important, i need permission……. okay damn you dont have to yell….y-yes you..m-may continue mikey……good girl cuz thats all i needed.

}}}}}}} before I could say anything else , Mikey bit me, he fucking bit me, immediately my body filled with pain then like a light switch i felt pleasure and it actually felt good, everything heightened, my eyesight smell & touch,but why? why did i now feel so amazing, then mikey latched off my neck and ripped off my shirt and pants, and striped me of my underwear too,i was now in my birthday suit, mikey cupped my face so gently and kissed me so sweetly, and said “ im going to fuck you now” . we made love for hours it seemed. he ate, licked and fucked every hole i had, which left me weak but satisfied.

}} }}}kissing this beautiful lady before me,i couldn’t believe all we had just did in the last few hours, she was all mine & i hers.i stop and just bask before her , but in the back of my mind i know i need to let her know she’s no longer just human,and she needs to eat or she’ll die. y/n my love, do you feel any different?

well, now that you’ve mention it, it’s like all my senses are heightened and I’m feeling weak & strong at the same time, I crave something but I don’t know what it is. ”you crave blood y/n” , what the hell are you talking about Mikey? im human why would i crave blood?  because you’re not just human anymore y/n you’re now a vampire, well Vampires. “wait what!!,, how? i mean when?…Ouch! i just bit my lip!! why are my teeth so sharp!!! ,….this isn’t making any sense…. i cant be a vampire because then that would mean…wait.. w-wait….i-it was you! this whole damn time!!! your the reason!!! thats why i’ve been in a trance like state, not knowing if its night or day ….. fuck you mikey!!!! fuck, fuck, fuck!!!… you turned me into this?!!!! yes y/n but i didn’t make you do anything my love please understand. deep down you must’ve wanted me just the same or it wouldn’t have worked. well at least thats how the rules go… & i’m not just a turtle Im part vampire, I was a bit a while ago now this is my life. i never craved anyone until you. but we’ll have a deeper conversation later because you need to eat.

}}}}}}

this is all honestly too much, I’ve been willingly unwillingly turned into a vampire. and im naked, what is to become of me now? I feel weak really weak. im hungry. i need to eat.

Y/n ….your going to have to drink my blood.

what! no are you insane. i’m hungry but I’m not that hungry.

y/n you will die if you dont.

what?

yes, once a vampire bites you, you need to bite them back or bite another person. or you’ll parish

come on y/n Bite me,

man hell nah, im not giving into my vampire desires

baby cakes you’ll die!!, please this is the only way, i promise everything will be okay

}}}}}}}}

looking into mikey eyes, though pissed off i know he’s telling the truth somehow. well how and where do you want my to do it? this is all new to me man.

}}}}

come, sit on my lap and just go for it, mikey idk about this im nervous, “its okay” you wont hurt me at all… hmmm,,, okay… “sniff” wait whats that smell? its amazing!!! “its blood y/n. now do it, bite!

}}}}}} sitting on his lap, i spread my legs across him , and arch my neck opposite his, welp no going back,, mmmm his blood smells amazing, i cant take it anymore!!!! i bit down and hard,,,, aaagh!!! thats it baby cakes DONT HOLD BACK!!! take whats yours become what you truly are deep inside!!!!

}}}}}} drinking his worm delicious blood, my life flashed before my eyes, i seen past present and future, i seen the wonders of the world and the worst, tears prickling out my eyes, i latch off, then it all went black

}}}}}} angel cakes??…. wake up… y/n please..wake up baby

hmp…..mikey…. wha-what happened to me!

i had a weird …..dream

i dreamt, you turned me into a vampire, and we had some amazing sex. and that i bit & drank your blood

it wasn’t a dream angel face….we are vampires now and are bound together for life,

woah, so all of that was true it really happened!… im no longer just human?

yes y/n are you mad at me?

honestly, not anymore everything that i use to want & be is no longer i crave you, and we’ve you only had regular sex, now i gotta fuck you, vampire style

thats my girl

#tmnt #tmnt 2016 #tmnt fandom #tmnt 2014 #tmnt bayverse #tmnt leonardo #tmnt mikey #tmnt donnie #tmnt ralph #tmnt smut

[delphi-dreamin]

How did Delphi react + handled the Halloween masked event?? Sidenote: My brain won't shut up about the angst of what if we got povs from the brothers while they were cursed

Omg, Hack!! You always ask the best questions! (And I absolutely loved the masked event!!!)

This one may get long, so buckle up.

So, to start, she didn't suspect anything sinister with the masks. Which is unfortunate, really. And she was sketched out by the boys' behavior with them on, obviously. But I think what sketched her out the most was everyone else's reactions??

Like. She can handle herself against the brothers. They may be loud and obnoxious and rowdy, but they're her boys. Even with the masks cursing them and making them go after her soul, they're still her boys. She's got this.

But then everyone else started panicking. (And you can't tell me they weren't. Their reactions were as close to panicking as any of them get.)

So let's break it down. Brother by brother.

Mammon

Delphi is most sketched out by Mammon's behavior, I think. Because it's so far off his norm. He's confident and honest and she's really ready for him to be back to his normal tsundere self again, thanks! She yanks his mask off quickly. Hugs happen after.

Levi

Honestly, she kinda just wanted to roll her eyes at Levi. It felt like another day. He was at his baseline: self-deprecating. Another one she just yanked the mask off of. Brushes off her hands. Done.

Beel

Beel breaks her heart. He's not his usual sweet self and it absolutely kills her. She flings herself into his arms to take the mask and about cries when he's back to normal. She takes that kiss.

Belphie

She's still a little shaken up from Beel when she gets to Belphie. She hugs him as well, and happily stays with him for cuddles.

Asmo

Listen. Delphi wasn't in any danger with Asmo. He took his own mask off to kiss her. Was she a little surprised? Sure. But like. She also wasn't at all. He's her babygirl, after all.

Satan

Satan made her nervous. I'll admit it. She yanked that mask as quick as she possibly could. Because she could feel his wrath through their pact, amplified by the curse. And she knew that sticking around too long would be bad news.

Lucifer

Lucifer...Almost got her at first. I mean.

HELLO??? She knew it was the mask. But also, bitch is horny. And she loves when her man is possessive.

Now, the second time, when he was in control? Well.

Bitch is still horny. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Hack, anytime you want to ask things like this, please do! I love it! 💖💖💖

#sweet hack #cute moots #obey me #mc!delphi #obey me x oc #☆whispers from the wood

[hazelthevixen]

It was my birthday :D + Happy halloweeeen!

2 days before halloween, on the 29th october, it was my birthday! :D I am now 24 as for now ^w^ Before my birthday we went on a nice relaxing train ride to big city where I was doodling some sketches on the way there and on the way home :3 You can get to see them here! I also had alot of fun at big city, it was nice looking at all the fun things and cool toys at the shops X3 Though after we got off the train, we also went to pizza hut which was before the shops, and me and my helper had some really good hawaiian pizza with ham, cheese, and pineapple, and we had em with bbq chicken wings, onion rings, and nachos with a dip and salad of our choosing! and for dessert I went for my childhood favourite: the ice cream machine! where you get to add your own sauces and toppings to your ice cream! it was great :D so that was before my birthday :3 But on my birthday I had a mcdonalds happy meal at big town! And in the happy meal I got a triceratops squishmallow X3 in The Land Before Time, they call the triceratops the threehorn dinos! that's what Cera is :3 I also got chicken mcnuggets, chips, and an oasis drink at McDonalds :3 They always do the best chips there X3 unfortunately no mcflurries this time, Mcdonalds said the machine wasn't working :c but that's alright, the food and the happy meal toy still made me happy ^w^ It's been forever since I had a happy meal so it felt nostalgic finally getting one again just like I use to do :3 I also did some fun shopping and got all kinds of cool things while I was out, including a make your own milkshake that comes in bubblegum flavour! yum! ^-^ There was also a pink version with strawberry, but I like bubblegum best so that's why I got the blue one :D it also came with candy which you can decorate the milkshake with so that sounds really cool X3 I saw some really cute pets at the pet shop too, I was saying hello to the really cute rats, gerbils, hamsters, and guinea pigs :3 The guinea pigs reminded me how much I love my ones at home so I said hello to mine when I got home, they were happy to see me ^w^ There was two black gerbils that looked just like my Dusky 💜 I miss him, he was a black gerbil too, and a very sweet one that is <:3 there was also a dark grey gerbil and a really cute light brown one with black here and there :3 I also said hello to the pet fish at the pet store, they were so cute and colourful, fish always make the funniest of faces lol X3 derrrp! XD I love how guppies have a big colourful swishy tail as they swim :3 so prettyy ^-^ I'm actually interested in getting more pets sometime if I'm allowed :o I'll see if I'm allowed birds, like zebra finches or whatnot. if not, I'll see if I'll be allowed some pet guppies because I've always loved guppies and I hear they're super easy to care for :3 and if not, I'll still be happy with my sweetest lil guinea pigs >w< They're my family and I will treasure them forever 💛 If I ever do get anymore pets they'll be family too ofcourse! ^-^ After that we came home with a bucket of kfc to enjoy at home :D The kfc people were super kind, they even gave a free cookie when they found out it was my birthday X3 I was also wearing my new Spongebob tee on my birthday that day too and I got a unicorn snowglobe for my birthday that plays a music box :3 well it's actually an alicorn because it has wings :D I have a princess castle snowglobe already that plays a music box already and I love it, it's very fantasy like ^w^ what's great about these ones is that they not only play cute music box tunes, but they also have colourful lights, and you don't even have to shake the snowglobe as the snow or glitter goes around for you when you turn it on :3 I also got some Spongebob comics which I'll enjoy and I got a squirrel plushie that's just like my old one I use to have when I was as a kid ^-^ The old one I think I may of had on my 5th birthday before, but sadly not long after back then, I was forced to send that one away or my parents will beat me up, because my abusive family always tries to take me away from the things I love, that's why I think families are stupid and a waste of time and I don't like them. Friends are so much better and I choose friends over family any day.. ÚwÙ But it's okay if you like your family tho! But I don't like mine so I hope you can understand why I don't support mine. But I'm glad I can finally be able to get my old squirrel back without my stupid family telling me otherwise and telling me what to do all the time, cos I missed my squirrel so much QwQ But now my new squirrel will get to join me as I relive my childhood <=) and she's just like my old one too! ❤️‍🩹 I can't remember what I called my old one but I think I'll call this one Acorn :3 She's a cute red squirrel ^-^ I already have a cute grey squirrel stuffie too and he's called Peanut! :D I like him aswell X3 Oh and me and my good friend Wolfypoof were having a fun discord call aswell on my birthday and after it too :D I got to play Miitomo again thanks to an unofficial revival by Kaeru X3 You have no idea how many times I stuttered that name on the call because I wasn't sure what was the correct pronounciation was XDDDD And I still don't know how it's pronounced >=D I dare you to tell me to say the...the abonibal snowman on voice call-see I even can't spell the adomino snowman either XDDD and they get confused with the yetis alot of the time too lol XD AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS THE DIFFERENCES XDDD /lhj Also for once I did a birthday song and cake with friends instead of family and it was actually alot better! :D Heck even my friends put way more heart into birthday songs so much more than my family would ever do UwU even if some of my friends aren't confident singers, at least they're not lazy like my boring old family lol. Had alotta friends join me for last year on my birthday, but this year they were all too busy :< but I appreciate that my good friend Wolfypoof made the time to celebrate with me so shoutouts to Wolfypoof, check out her amazing works :D https://www.weasyl.com/~wolfypoof It also feels like forever since I had a birthday song and cake, so it felt so nice to have it again y'know? ^-^ I dunno why I stopped, but I'm glad I managed to do it again because it helped make birthdays more special, and it was my first time doing it with friends so it was even better this time, because I was with people who actually make me happy X3 Unlike my family who brings constant fuss, negativity and drama lol, don't like their toxic vibes. I'm glad I chose to be nothing like my family when I grew up too! cos I am my owwnn person.. UwU Feels good to be free and good to be me! :D 🎵 Cos I'm free, to do what I want! Any old time..🎵 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPqQ-TQw9F8  So we talked alot about the birthday celebration, lemme tell you how I celebrated halloween! :D So before halloween on different days, I've been listening to my halloween playlist on Spotify https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0VzstQqoMDWT3AzzNwyus7?si=7daab703aed5487b and I've been checking out all the cool halloween displays too! At shops and at other houses too X3 I've also been watching Hotel Transylvania 1 and 2 on different days aswell as watching Funnybones before bed on some days :3 I also watched some spoopy Spongebob episodes such as Squidferatu and Slappy Daze. I also plan to watch the Scaredypants episode and The Legend Of Boo-kini Bottom :D I'm a huge fan of Spongebob hehe X3 Oh and this halloween night I actually been out trick or treating in my fursuit! :D My helper was surprisingly a really good fursuit handler for her first time, it was fun hanging out and meeting all kinds of people and their reactions hehe X3 there was nice kids too! I was about to take my head off so I can go back to the car, but I didn't in front of the kids because I didn't want to break the magic <X3 with adults it's different ofcourse, because they know I'm dressing up, while some kids would probably think I would be a real walkin' talkin' fox XDD I actually wanna go public fursuiting more often :3 I might start doing it more on the autumn and winter because I'm not fond of the cold weather during those times, but fursuiting makes it easier to handle cold weather. I hear you can overheat more during the spring and summer if it's hot <:o So while I'm more of a summer girl, I think there's something to look on the bright side when the cold weather is bad UwU I could go out public suiting more :D hey who knows, maybe I'll get to be a sports mascot one day XD Or maybe be like my good friend Aoi and help with charities! ^-^ Shoutouts to Aoi too tho, she's doing a really good thing helping the disabled and vulnerable :3 https://www.weasyl.com/~aoithedragon I came home with a bag o candy and some toffee apples X3 I gave some candies I didn't like as a thank you to my helper also :3 She likes those ones more than I do at least X3 I also noticed I had a regular apple aswell, but I kinda already had apples at home so I hope she don't mind me giving her that one too <X3 the apples at home are pink ladies, my favourite kind of apples, so I gotta eat em up first. Wait I should probably eat the toffee apples first, not just cos they're great, but also cos I dunno how long it'll last with the toffee 'n' all.. <:3 ah well, good treats! :D The people were very kind, and the one with the toffee apples said I was allowed more than one, but I didn't wanna take too many cos they might not last long enough for me to finish em fogiufogufiofuod I also didn't wanna be greedy so that's why I sticked to just the two ^-^; There was plenty tho, dw! so I'm sure everyone got some ^w^ Oh yeah I actually had a spoopy story I was working on! Sorry it's taking a while, it's quite a biiiig literature.. ^-^; So I might be late again sorryyy! But I'm almost there so I'm gonna see if I can actually share it in time for halloween this time >:3 No promises tho! I'm even still working on the cover too <=D But you'll get to see it on my weasyl when it arrives https://www.weasyl.com/~hazel3 Stay tuned! ^-^ But for now, enjoy my new zodiac oc I drew for my birthday :3 She is the Scorpio Bunny! https://www.weasyl.com/~hazel3/submissions/2319225/scorpio-bunny Anyway, I hope you guys had a really good halloween! This is the first time in ages I had a really fun halloween so I'm glad I got to go trick or treating again! I hope I get to go to halloween parties again X3 those were fun too! I actually had more fun cosplaying and meeting everyone than getting the candies X3 but the candies was a nice thing too ofcourse! One of my favourite ones I got was a chocolate rolo and I love rolos X3 It's been a while since I had rolos and I forgot about them for a while, so today also helped me remember a candy I loved so that was awesome too ^w^ Anywho, happy halloween, trick or treat, and thank you for reading! :D

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[s-------i-------g]

I was not only recounting the story of Owen Hart to some coworkers at my actual job but then it shifted to an inquiry where all the wrestlers and production staff for WWE were at a bunch of picnic tables at a warehouse where we were all given cards stating if we thought Vince McMahon was responsible for Owen's death and I wrote that he was, and then I got singled out for it. I was asked to explain myself, I did and I have an impassioned speech at Vince.

"He was possibly one of greatest wrestler of all time and you should've known better but no, you had to make fun of Sting."

I was promptly fire and made my way out to the parking lot (which seemed to be situated in a large meeting area that you might rent from the Y in Estes Park) and told someone there I was fired.He assured me that at least Kirstie Allie got the chance to pork all day with some guy in a van. I then went to my car which was now somehow parked at a corner of a city somewhere and there was a street vendor selling styrofoam containers of "barbecue." My brother had already bought me one which seemed less like actual barbecue and just had a some weird fried ball things. They ran out when he went back in line to get himself some, so he asked if he could have my plate and I told him he could.

While I was driving some of my friends around, I told them we had to make a stop somewhere. It was a weird old building of some kind that, inside, featured a full set of what I guess was Gotham city. There I was met with a bunch of reincarnations of various Catholic saints and for some reason Thomas Aquinas was dressed like Robin and climbing on of Gotham's skyscrapers. I was supposed to, at some indeterminate point in time, reset all of reality.

"What are you wearing?" One of them asked, seemingly disgusted.

"Sorry, I but my stuff from my thrift store," I responded.

"We can tell," another one of them chimed in.

"Look, I don't make enough money at my fucking job to be keeping with fashion, that's why I have to wear last year's crocs," I told them. And then I took a pair of beige-swirl Crocs sandals out of one of those Halloween variety bags of candy. I then told them I was glad that my rome in all this meant that I wouldn't have to deal with them after it was done.

I then went to my job at Saturday Night Live doing production work at a weird warehouse they had set up for the show. I was then told I had to help get the guest. Somehow that meant that I had to go on a Segway and ride out onto the Techno highway to go meet him on an unspecified point on the highway. The techno highway was basically all neon pink everywhere outside. I met him and he had some weird contraption that was two bucket seats side by side with wheels on either side of that and some hidden tires underneath. The world then turned into entirely grey tones (it was kind of nice looking). He tried showing me what the vehicle could do, but it fell apart immediately and he chose to ride the rest of the way to what looked like a prototypical neon theater somewhere on a hoverboard. While on the highway we discussed how weird the segway was and how it was bullshit you weren't supposed to lean all the way forward until almost parallel with the ground while riding it. Then we made it just on time and the guest was Jim Carrey which I guess I just never noticed.

They didn't have time for a rehearsal so they put him in a matching dress and long blond wig that the entire cast was wearing while they all went up and down a staircase doing various dances signaling it was some kind of corporate retreat but there was no actual joke and the audience was completely silent. I mentioned something to the effect that I didn't understand what the joke was and it didn't seem funny to which a PA yelled at the cast that was, I guess, on break "Spencer doesn't think that sketch was funny!" To which a visibly annoyed Keenan Thompson came up to me and demanded to know why I didn't think it was funny.

I told him that it didn't seem to have a joke other and that it seemed like "Just a company of normal people having fun a little but not even in a weird way. What's the point that's just something that actually happens in real life?" He just waved his hand in dismissal and walked away but after that the entire caet hated me which I thought was unfair. I told one of my work friends that was also backstage that "I think I might've just lost my job."

I then went out into the stage where they filmed the last sketch and was immediately verbally assaulted by a woman writer/cast member that I feel like was representative of Kate McKinnon, but was not actually her. She kept berating me about how I don't have the right to judge and that I was a piece of trash that would never be good enough to actually have a job that mattered to the show. I got so pissed because she just kept going on that I smacked her in the face. Like three times. She ran off and I was like

"Oh shit, I shouldn't have done that." I went over to a small bench that was at the edge of the set where Lorne Michaels already was and I told him "I know what happened and I'm sorry. I understand I probably don't have a job now and that's fine, that's appropriate, but I am sorry that I did it." Lorne got up and patted me on the shoulder and told me it was okay and that he was looking into it. Then he went off and I sat down on the bench where he was while I clasped one of those soft plastic 3-ring hinders that zip up that was see-through, worrying about what might happen next. A different coworker who I was friendly with asked me if I was okay and I said "No. I probably just lost my job, which is fine, but it means I have to be ride out a lease in New York City and I don't know if I'll be able to pay my tent." There was no response and some word yension. Then I woke up.

#dreams

[clarktooncrossing]

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK! There is a madness deep in the dark catacombs of Castle Clarkenstein. For years these claustrophobic corridors have been the home of the ghoulish giraffe himself, watching as the world passes by. He prefers it this way. It gives him more time alone with the voices. The voices tell him many strange things. Yet they always come back to one: make more monsters! Everyday they tell him this. Everyday he is unable to comply. Hey, being a mad scientist on a budget means he can’t afford the fancy scientific equipment needed to breathe life into newborn abominations. Guy’s gotta afford pizza somehow. Luckily, he has discovered a way of sorts to please the voices. During all those years of watching, Dr. Clarkenstein noticed a particular pattern. Every night during October saw artists posting new pictures based on peculiar prompts. Many of them based on children of the night. While the spotted specter might not be able to craft new zombies, he can sure as heck sketch’m! As such, I provide this friendly warning to you all now: Be afraid. Few people can survive the horrors that are DUDELZ of the Damned!

By that I mean I decided to do my own take on Sketchtober this year just minus the prompts. Anybody gotta problem with that? Tough, cuz I already drew this crap so you might as well check it out.

Octoberfair has returned to Clarksburg! Based on the German festival of a similar name, adults are invited to partake in food and beer sampling while the kids run around and play. Since this is an Americanized version of the event, naturally the events lean heavily on Halloween theming more than fall itself. Hence carnival attractions like The Haunted House, Down the Zombie, a FEARis Wheel, and of course the Creepy Corn Maze! It’s here we find Bumper and Xena, the two out to have fun as Crocie feeds on pumpkin-spiced funnel cake in the main tent. Bumper would’ve stayed with his fat friend for it not for Xena presenting her pal with a wager. Should he escape the corn maze before her, without the aid of any of his phantom powers, he may pick their Halloween costumes for this year. Having the perfect costumes in mind, Bumper accepted his alien friend’s terms, thinking this would be a piece of pumpkin pie. About a minute in was enough to prove the little ghoul wrong. He was constantly set upon by scare actors whenever he wasn’t lost in the paths of corn. Just as the floating marshmallow was about to throw in the towel, a rustling noise made its way through the stalks. His fear was immediately replaced by interest when the source of the noise turned out to be a black cat named Kiki. Like always, it didn’t take long for Bumper to befriend the feline, who led Bumper out of the maze. Xena followed close behind, congratulating her best buddy on a job well done. When asked how he did it, the ghost revealed he had some help. Yet when he turned to introduce Xena to Kiki, the cat was gone. What happened to her?

Who knows, cuz she’s not gonna be a recurring character. Sorry folks, the Samp Gang doesn’t need a pet. Their quota of mostly silent, largely adorable companions has already been met by the giggling lil’ ghouly himself. Adding a cat to the mix would just complicate things and draw attention away from our main four heroes. If I’m feeling nice I’ll have Kiki pop up in future Halloween pictures, but for now I just wanted to draw Bumper being friendly to a black cat. Personally I’ve always thought it was weird how they were associated with bad luck when they’re such adorable fuzzballs. Considering Crocie’s stories are about finding kindred spirits in the most peculiar places, I figured a black cat would fit the bill nicely. Of course I had to name it after one of my favorite cartoon witches, but I had trouble deciding on either Luz or Kiki. Only after I ran the names and sketch by my friend @the-pale-servant did I settle for Kiki. I hope you all enjoy her and this DUDEL!

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

#clarktoons #clarktooncrossing #Halloween #original art #original character #ai art sucks #dudelz #dudelz of the damned #halloween art #inktober #orange #say no to ai art #black cat #witch #witch cat #Kiki #Bumper #ghost #floating marshmallow #corn maze #Crocs Swamp Gang

[ispeakmorelanguagesthanyou]

Tagged by @white-light-on-my-prism

Name: Mau or Mo is fine, or if you wanna call me by any variation of that, new nicknames are always welcome!

Birthday: Halloween baby!

Zodiac sign: I'm almost violently a Scorpio, so much so that I'm a Scorpio by both western and Hindu systems

Hobbies: Yeah I don't think this post is enough to cover all of them, but I'll give you the main ones. I read, a lot. Mostly fiction and fantasy genres. I play tennis and football (I'm a goalie!). I paint on good days, and sketch when I'm angry (charcoal is a lovely way to take out your frustrations. I have a sort of obsessive desire to learn all the scripts in the world, even if i don't speak the languages, so I ended up learning the Cyrillic script, the script in which Urdu is written (I forgot what it's called) even Egyptian heiroglyphs. I have a looot of ADHD, so i just jump around from one hyperfixation to another and go wherever the dopamine takes me.

Favourite colour: Ultramarine blue. That shade is the single most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Oh and black.

Favourite book: God I can't pick a favourite book, there's far too many. But i can tell you my favourite author, it's Khaled Hosseini. All of his books made me feel something so deep inside i was moved for days.

Last song I listened to: It was actually 'Muchachos' for the Argentine national football team 😂. That song is a banger

Last movie I watched: 'Silence of the lambs' Usually i love that genre, but that movie disturbed me a little.

Something that helps people: It's actually based on a quote from Alice in Wonderland which says 'I am no under obligation to make sense to you.' It was one of the most profound quotes I have ever experienced. You shouldn't be changing who you are, or the things you like for someone else. Take it from someone who spent all of her childhood masking her neurodivergence to appear normal, it will blow up on your face eventually. And it won't be pretty. Just be yourself and fuck everyone's opinion.

Meaning behind my url: I think it's pretty self explanatory. It's not meant to mock anyone or anything like that, it's just that i grew up in Mumbai where everyone's mother tongue is a different language and I naturally picked up a lot of them growing up to the point where even i don't know how many languages I know

Tagging @kingfisherprince @soronya @madhare0512 @chewiemadwriter @holdmyhopeinyourhands @zingaplanet @saltyinternetflower @neyxmessi @sunofmoon

No pressure guys, it's all for fun!

[kaylakat2]

posting more year old doodles from miscellaneous sketch pages because I can and also because I love all of these for different reasons. Explanations and information after the images, if you’d like to read about them :) (this one is very long cause it covers topics I've been dying to talk about (cause when I say I have 15 years of story for these guys stored in my brain, I mean it), so just a heads up!)

The first one is from a Halloween sketch page where I explored Chase and Marcus going on a date to a pumpkin patch. Which is really special for a lot of reasons, one being that a significant part of their early relationship (around a year) was spent at work. They didn’t have the opportunity to go out on dates or really do any of the cheesy stuff either of them would want to do with a new partner. So going on a date at all is fun, but it’s made more fun when Marcus gets to see a side of Chase he hadn’t before. You see, Chase never really got to be a kid, carving pumpkins, trick or treating, going to a pumpkin patch and going on hayrides. Nor did he really get to do anything else kids do. He didn’t have any friends, since his parents kept him away from peers not on 'his level', and he barely had any time outside of studying and schoolwork, seeing as his parents felt his potential would be wasted doing anything else. So when Chase finally feels comfortable, and gets to have fun, his inner kid comes out full strength. And honestly? Marcus loves it. They get to see their serious, reserved partner, who’s usually only relaxed in private, get goofy and smiley. He gets to see Chase get excited over how this pumpkin patch sells the small pumpkins. They get to see him enjoy sweets and spiced cider. He gets to see Chase really be himself. And though it's a little surprising, Marcus can’t say they’re opposed to seeing more of it.

As for the second one, it is, as you may be able to tell, a wedding photo. And just like the previous info dump, this one is gonna be long. Cause the subject of marriage between these two is actually kinda complicated, since, as I do with all my characters, I’m projecting my own contradictory feelings about the topic onto them. Chase loves the idea. He sees it as an act of rebellion, a shining symbol of his independence and ability to finally live as himself after years of hiding in denial. He gets exceptionally happy at the idea of saying he has a husband, that he’s happily married and he chose the person he’s with. That he did this of his own free will, and not because he was expected to. Marcus though, he’s vowed since he hit 20 that he was never going to get married. It’s a stupid, archaic way to fit queer people into the heteronormative idea of love and relationships. It’s getting paperwork and the government involved in your relationship for no good reason. And he hates that. But. He’s not opposed to talking it out. So they do. They have a long talk about it, discussing each of their reasons for wanting to or not wanting to do it. Chase brings up the logical point of adopting kids being easier, Marcus keeps mentioning all of his own reservations. They end it without a real conclusion.

But Marcus gives it a long think. Chase really wants this. It’s special to him. And he's given up everything he had for Marcus. Granted he probably would have lost his parents and the rest of his family eventually (yay homophobia) but he still moved with Marcus. Moved to an area Marcus wanted, to stay close to his parents. Chase lost the few friends he had. All of his stuff. Everything familiar to him. Just to be with Marcus. So maybe it was worth making a compromise on it. Maybe it was worth it just because Marcus loves him.

As you can see, Marcus caves. He gives in and actually says yes when Chase proposes. He enjoys all the wedding festivities and being able to say he has a husband. They even pull Chase onto the dance floor, despite his adamant protests. "But," Marcus says "it's our wedding. Can't I have just one cheesy little dance with you?" And of course, Chase obliges. And now Marcus has their favorite picture of Chase. Where they're twirling him around on the dance floor, both smiling like crazy.

The third one is a lot more silly than the other two and I'm honestly just posting it because I love Chase's expression. Marcus decides to drop lunch off for Chase while he’s at work on a particularly busy day. Marcus decides to fully surprise Chase, coming up from behind and placing a hand on his side, with a flirtatious 'heey'. But y'know, in the workplace that's not something you'd be expecting to face, so Chase rightfully freaks out. And nearly slaps his husband before he realizes what's happening. Needless to say, Marcus apologized for not thinking that move through.

#chase & marcus art #my boys #drowsy draws

[psych---ologically-deranged]

Psychfacts & commentary 1x01

The "they spelled it wrong on mine" bloodthirsty tattoo was bc the makeup department accidentally spelled the car-breaker one's tattoo bloodthristy, which is where shawn's "they spelled it wrong on mine" line came from.

"sweet" was an improv.

"But everything funny you hear is what I wrote" (they don't have captions so I can't hear as well & the voices all sound kind of swimmy sometimes, esp with other noises or through a screen, yay deaf+adhd, so I can't tell who is talking.)

Improvises just to entertain the ppl behind the camera XD

Ooh the interview was the audition scene for omundson (& the director said "nah" to half the stuff he liked abt it XD)

Steve franks: writer, director, producer, creator, music, main cast member, yes he plays both lassie & lucinda

I agree, hearing the background. Chris says "psych" too, love that.

That stubble is... James Roday Rodriguez was very intent on having stubble, the network was very intent on Not. & won that battle!

"He has this thing where he gets the makeup lady to stand on set in view of everybody & pretend to shave him, so it's kind of like air shaving" (it's just like wrestling & you realize the razor is 6-8" away from his face)

Sage Brock is great & he was supposed to only be here for this ep or this scene, but when he raised his hand, they said that's the guy & kept him on

Dang it was 3c here!? That's cold!

One of the prisoners should also raise his hand XD

the foot wiggle, which JRr came up with that day! Huh! He came up w a physical thing for every psychic thing!

Oh yeah, look look look, editing is an art!

may 3 the wedding is dule hill's bday XD

MY MAN RAISED HIS HAND FOR 4 MINUTES?

That's acting! Soft cuddly person playing an angry dude? Love it

magic finger was an improv XD. I love how all the good stuff was written, but then the stuff in between is there too.

Pouring rain? If you listen very closely you can hear the rain on the tarp.

Nobody ever mentions she is pregnant & they actually added a line (bc she was pregnant during the audition tape) but then they cut it out because ss "you're.........." kv 'In charge.' was honestly less funny than just not acknowledging it & I think it's great too, people get preggo somtimes. Script was made, & they just decided, they don't need to acknowledge the pregnancy.

"Her improv was being pregnant"

The windowsill?

He decided to eat XD "nobody was bothered by it but me!"

He ate but they just cut around it

Gus just has his bible on the jurassic temperature windowsill XD, occasionally look over & read a psalm.

"But you're not getting your coat." (improv)

The circle XD. Always ended up adding something fantastic

Forensics guys. Gus? Why do you like that? (Lenny face)

They shoot 40% of their beach stuff in whiterock BC.

This whole oceanfront drive, nice, but why so many fish/chip places.

Wow you can see their breath!

Watch the palm trees, you'll see them everywhere bc they are not real. Only had six.

I like how most of the characters share a name with people irl. Lassiter is from a friend of Franks'.

Heck yeah! Stage Swing sets!

He can Never be caught as a psychic. The only way they'll know is if I tell them.

When he pulls him aside, that wasn't written but it was exactly what they needed & saw in their visions. This is a good pilot.

Canada <3

Oh the mccallum girl was trying to be Lucinda but they liked her so they made her katarina too! Steve franks: bring her back bring her back, put her in another episode, she's great we like her (but by the end of it shawn sends her dad to prison) "couples have tough times, we can make this work, your dad WAS guilty it's ok!"

"At a halloween party dressed as a cat"

Whoever drew that sketch <3

This scene was in the pitch

My man is six foot eight! The tallest person I've ever met was a 6'7" woman (altho she did have a tie with another guy I ignore that fact). Teeny drama room, in a couch 4 feet away & this guy is on his feet acting out his mind, what he thought through.

Twin peaks fans <3

Dulé in b/w takes *running to the coats off frame*

The seatbelt was good, they made it WORK.

The sound design <3 <3 <3 as a deaf musician... yeah

"like shawn is in there baking a cake or someting, & he's just making coffee. Though making a cake is smth he;d be doing"

Oof filming at 2 in the morning on thanksgiving.

Blocking <3

Why would shawn be there in the middle of the night? He apparently hooked up with Kat mccallum, spent time in her room, & then went to gus at 4am.

...??? They chose their actors from the pot they received, & then... got JRr & DH together at JRr's house the weekend before filming???

WHERE'S THE PINEAPPLE

Dule, hands on the dashboard while the cop is there in the car wasn't script, "that's just what you do"

Henry doing his thing, henry style. He was laughing at the end but they were able to cut it!

Lunson lake?

Matt <3

the fog XD

sports illustrated binoculars

"Just Auburn?"

Yes you so need to punctuate scenes!

I like how they have sunglasses.

Named after my sister in law & brother in law <3

The same palm tree

Billy Camp! Hay fever! Line cook! Workin the grill! Hold the chicken higher! Higher!

(practicing the surprised face)

There is a 2h version of the pilot? Gimme!

Doolittle?

Swat team on the funny little comedy

"Oh they weren't real?"

"the dog did kind of look vicious cause it kept going for james' face"

'idk who is in charge of dog face blood. Makeup?' (it was like he dipped his head in a bucket of blood)

Dog runs right into the crime scene

Suddenly shock all the children watching

Pardon me. Ladies. Gentlemen. *runs out screaming*

JRr puts his head down. *an eighth of a second later everyone was laughing*

His screams woul turn into michael jackson songs XD

"this police station is in what like to call the Haunted Insane Asylum" Actually a lot of prison scenes are filmed in dementia wards & mental hospitals bc they have similar layout, even occasionally in schools. Institutional buildings, yk? (it is what inspired scary sherry)

Annie built her own ouija board & they went to the basement in the underbelly & no lihts in the wing?

heck yeah pansies

strawberry festival? No cinnamon! They have arguments that last 20 years!

I do give up, all the time, but only when the moment is right

Aw, I love family. He doesn't believe in santa...??? & tell children that???? whwat???? I mean I grew up without santa. The way the commenters say "He doesn't believe in lying, & since he doesn't believe in santa claus (i don't know why) he says that" & they treat him like he's crazy for not believing in santa.

The head turn XD

Fake sky & a fake palm tree & a fake roof, but a real motorcycle. (I can't believe I watched so much of the show without knowing shawn had a motorbike. It was more important in the first season)

Can't front in front of your father

Ok so in s8 he says he paid insurance when he bought his bike eight years ago, but we all thought he had his bike forever, like in the psych teen shorts where he fails the exam & says he'll just drive a motorcycle (you still need to be licensed, in fact, a different licence) but it is a different bike, or at least that is how it looks.

The "I'm not ounting the one in your pocket" was added on set bc henry put on a hat when he left the house & is not wearing it in the restaurant. Yes, all the bloggers WOULD be mad. I'm blogging right now! "It's for the bloggers!" You're so right besties.

The hat scene was not supposed to be seen ,it was just backstory, but they added it to the script & I am happy for that.

Yes, everyone DID love the flashback, it IS fortunate! Thank you!

I can't hear what they are saying! Weasle Sloan & Jackie Dungeoness?

Shawn's apartment is directly below the barbeque place (at least the set)

You brought your newbrn 9w old, to vancouver! Your kid has canadian citizenship? Good for you bro XD

Oh all that graffitti? Yeah that's vancouver.

Yeah it IS so cold.

Kelly Catering, warm turkey cranberry stuffing sandwiches in the freezing cold. Warm thanksgiving dinner on wheat bread.

This is the action aspect of our show *shawn running ditzily, stealing a bag*

(one whose name I forget bc they don't have it in captions): Dule really really attacked james, absolutely linebackered him. Is linebackered a word?

Just... sixty feet away

This man plays The Heavy in Canada???

How psychouts started: they get stuck in the car together, they always just start singing songs, but um. They would sing about what they did the night before to a michael jackson song. Right they would be in the car with their mics on & we'd be fifty yards away under a tarp in the rain & they probably forgot that we could hear them & they'd start chatting & they'd start harmonizing with each other. It's very sweet. Romantic.

XD wanted to buy a 48c jacket but his price threshhold was too low. My man threatened him with a hanger

Jumps into the car thru the window. Stunt guys!

friends selling each other out, as they do

All eight dollars were my money. I;ve heard it IS illegal to have money shown fully onscreen. "If it is then it's fake money I happen ot have"

My man was accidentally sitting on the folder

that's a real gun & she's firing real rounds /j

JRr *not wearing ear gear* (& never flinched)

They went back & re-edited it for her dad who was a gun nut

this guy CAN do these htings, he's just a goof. He had to fight the network to get that.

My man's a good shot.

*looking to the side* marketing moments

Two page episode wrapups flawlessly? Incredible.

We see bodies but not murder

poor stunt actor hitting his head on the table, weather below 0, looks more & more painful every time, & then the table BROKE

SF, taking really dramatic moment & mixing it with comedy

Shawn knows exactly where to go "put on the fan & flush" if you're going to throw up in the murderer's house

SF I've always wanted someone to call the cops on themselves

spet the morning getting the snow off the grass

Tim likes any time you allow him to pull his gun or manhandle a suspect

Holding him up. Like a two year old not wanting to go into his car seat.

Pregnant, 2am, smoking & drinking /j, bungee jumping /j

Hooray editing

"I wish I knew" lassie will never believe him

Ah the palm scenes

Oh no I'd love to see this with the focus group? "Oh god! My dad! I may be out of a job & in jail"

Rest your teamug on your tummy

Does vick believe him? You never sort of know

She's already hiring him again!

Was the scene with dad in the og script?

His dad is thinking about accepting him. He has the newspaper.

The shows are so often about the cool car. night rider? kit? super cool. hill street blues. supernatural. Magnum PI. This one has the blueberry.

PSYCH NOT SIKE FUCKING THANK YOU

Fizadribble? SF: Making up drug names is impossible because no matter what name you make up, it actually exists as a drug & is registered to somebody. (antidepressants or tolkein)

Yayyyyyy

#psych commentary 1x01 #psych cast/crew