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[cursedcatboy]

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with his back to the wall, thackery felt a bit more at ease. not that he fully expected anything truly unfortunate to happen but he did already have two mishaps under his belt and that was plenty. a brief sharp pain to his foot brought his gaze to the fellow in front of him. he offered a soft smile, shuffling his feet a bit closer to the wall behind him. "that's quite alright - no worries. it's a rather crowded room and i'm content with blending into the background at the moment." he said.

Sulley was having a great time thank you and he was very much enjoying whatever number drink was in his hand. He’d come here accompanied though and he was having a hard time finding his date in a see of people dressed their best. Blue blended right in. He probably looked silly walking through the sea of people and standing on his toes to see over them. He did end up stepping on someone’s foot. “Oh, sorry, dear. I didn’t see you there.”

#chat: sulley

[cursedcatboy]

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thackery had been so caught up in the dazzle of everything that he'd found himself paying more attention to what was around him than what was in front of him. a stern, scolding tone brought his attention back, however, and he nearly tripped over himself as he attempted to right his wrong. "i'm so terribly sorry! i should have- i wasn't quite paying attention, everything's just so-" deep breaths, thackery. "uhm. i really am sorry. it isn't damaged, is it?" he asked, concern furrowing his brow. he really needed to be more careful. of all people, he should know not to let his guard down. this was already his second fashion-related incident of the night.

open event starter location: the full moon ball

“watch the train, watch the train!” penelope scolded as she felt a tug on her dress from someone stepping on it. “clearly some people don’t know the difference between couture and h&m.”

#thackery half wondering if the black cat bad luck superstition carries over now that he’s Human- #penelope pls forgive him he’s having A Time™️ hjahsk #chat: penelope

[cursedcatboy]

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thackery had never been to a ball before. his social status - first as a farmboy, then as a cat - seemed a bit lacking for such a thing. and while he’d much rather stay home and settle in with a good book on any given evening, he also thought it might be of interest to get out of his comfort zone a little bit. a night of socializing might be nice every once in a while - maintaining friendships didn’t happen by distancing oneself, after all.

but despite knowing that there was an atmosphere of grandeur at such events, thackery hadn’t truly anticipated just how overwhelming all of it might be. between all of the gorgeous outfits and the beautiful people and the elegant music and glittering decorations, he had to wonder if perhaps this is how nick carraway might have felt upon attending one of gatsby’s parties for the first time. 

it was the crowd that got to him, really. he’d tried to stay along the outskirts - it made it easier to get himself away if things felt a little too much. but he must’ve gotten a little too caught up in admiring everything around him and by the time he’d zoned back in enough to realize that he was in the thick of it, it was too late. in his haste to move out of the way of... well, most everyone, the lacing hooks on one of thackery’s boots got caught on someone else’s outfit. “oh - i’m terribly sorry, i-” he started, wide eyes falling on jasper, the victim of the offending boot. his shoulders relaxed upon recognizing a familiar face, the panic in his voice ebbing just a bit. “i’m sorry, truly. in my haste to depart from the crowd, it must’ve snagged...” he watched jasper untangle the fabric with a soft frown. “i do hope it didn’t tear your outfit at all.”

— ❛ OPEN. ❜  

location: full moon ball, specific location up to player .

🎃 ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ───────────  balls   and   galas   were   events   jasper   was   used   to.   he   had   been   raised   in   high   society   and   was   often   the   forefront   of   these   extravaganzas.   while   he   was   raised   to   live   on   this   pedestal   it   didn’t   mean   jasper   enjoyed   being   at   these   gatherings.   he   certainly   wasn’t   a   fan   of   them   in   this   current   moment   but   he   had   allowed   himself   to   be   a   shut   in   for   so   long.   at   risk   of   something   going   horribly   wrong,   jasper   went   against   his   better   judgement   and   came   to   the   ball.   the   outfit   he   wore   was   already   in   his   closet   because   of   course   jasper   skellington   would   own   something   like   this.   it   made   him   stand   out   a   little   too   much   when   he   was   used   to   being   in   the   shadows   now.   jasper,   as   per   usual,   was   wildly   uncomfortable.   the   space   he   tried   to   keep   between   himself   and   other   was   disrupted   when   the   train   of   his   outfit   caught   on   someone   else’s   outfit.      “   oh,   ”      the   skeleton   mumbled   as   he   made   eye   contact   with   the   other.      “   i’m   sorry.   here   allow   me   ..   ”      he   added   as   he   began   to   untangle   his   piece.

#jasper 🤝 thackery | not liking the crowd #thackery has regerts #chat: jasper

[cursedcatboy]

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thackery binx  

#waltstyle #i've never made an edit that didn't look like a 6th grader's computer art class project before #it did take me an embarrassingly long time to make this tho #;; i had to wait 300 years for a virgin to light a candle | thackery #realizing now that i don't have an aesthetic tag?? #;; twist the bones && bend the back | aes #there we go

[cursedcatboy]

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thackery listened as the man explained himself, nodding his head. "mm. that is rather unsettling, i'm sure." he hummed. "i'm not sure it would constitute a cult initiation, though. from what i've read, those require a bit more from the person being initiated than simply lending an ear." he said, offering a soft smile. "i believe you're safe, my friend."

cursedcatboy​:

thackery’s brows furrowed, head cocking slightly to one side. “what made you come to that conclusion, exactly?” he asked, genuinely curious. there were nuances to these things sometimes, after all, and perhaps knowing the fellow’s thought process would help determine the proper answer to his question.

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“you know when someone comes to you with an idea… and then later you feel like its something in one of those crazy movies?” he explained, confused with how he really got himself into this. “they were just really weird, man.”

#posting on mobile so it’s not pretty but !! #chat: eric

[cursedcatboy]

Fin Argus photographed by the.laila99

#thinking abt the binx siblings again ..... #this pic is giving War Widow Vibes #it's giving My Fair Lady #i think that's just the Color Association for me #but i genuinely love that for them <3 #;; peel your skin back to show what you're made of | ezrael

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evergiots​:

         ❛ i should’ve expected as much , ❜  victoria  chuckled .  if  there  was  anyone  who  might  know  of  such  things ,  it  would  probably  be  thackery .  ❛ how  come  you  know  so  much  and  have  opinions  on ,  well ,  everything ? ❜  a  chuckle ,  ❛ sometimes  i  feel  as  though  i'm  speaking  to  someone  who's  seen  more  than  any  of  us  ever  will …  at  least  than  i  will ,  i  suppose .  ❜

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a light chuckle escaped thackery at her question, his shoulders raising in a shrug. "i believe i'm what they call an old soul." he admitted. exactly how old his soul was, he wasn't about to tell. not that he didn't feel he could trust victoria with such matters, simply that he felt his past was better left in the past. "i've seen my fair share and then some. but i'm sure you will, too, in time." and then, "i'm just... well-read, i suppose." hoping to shift the blame for his ways of thinking from his age to the fact that most days he could be found with his nose buried in a book.

#chat: victoria

[cursedcatboy]

serenafainx​:

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“they’re sitting by the pillar,” serena hazarded another look, just to confirm they were still there. the figure she’d seen was just one person in the little bar they sat in, perhaps it was just a coincidence. but still …

“i’m…” she unfocused her eyes a little, just to be try and sense them. “i can’t really sense what they’re here for. maybe they don’t know themselves,” she guessed. “but they were definitely honing in on you.” turning her gaze back to thackery, she put a hand on his arm supportively. "what do you want to do?”

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the thought of someone he couldn't see honing in on him was, understandably, more than a bit disconcerting and thackery could feel the tug of panic as his fight or flight instinct kicked in. was it an overreaction? perhaps. but after everything he'd been through, thackery wasn't about to take any chances. his fingers tapped gently against the wooden table they were seated at. the gentle pressure of serena's hand on his arm was comforting, though, and helped to calm the anxiety welling up in his chest.

he gave a soft hum at serena's question before attempting casually glance in the direction of the pillar that she had mentioned to determine whether the person in question meant any ill will. the anxious feeling that had taken hold gave way to confusion upon seeing them, however, and his head tilted slightly to one side. careful not to stare, his gaze shifted back to the friend before him.

"i know them." he admitted, brows still slightly furrowed. "they're a frequent visitor at the library. i've helped them check books out before." his shoulders relaxed as the realization set in that for now, he was safe. "i'm not sure why they would be staring so intently but i don't believe they mean us any harm."

#ez and el my BELOVEDS #love them kids !!! #also thackery doing the Confused Cat Headtilt just feels right #hjdsk #chat: serena

[cursedcatboy]

of course upon hearing don’t look, one’s instinct is to do just that while being anything but discreet. fortunately, thackery was able to catch himself - shoulders hunching a bit to keep himself from turning in the direction serena’s gaze was pointed. “who?” he asked, gaze flitting about and brows furrowed.

 there was a plethora of reasons that someone might be looking at him or glancing in his general direction, but thackery would be lying if he said that he wasn’t a bit concerned by how comfortable he’d gotten in his life here in elias. the other shoe was bound to drop eventually, it was only a matter of when.

༶ ⋆ OPEN STARTER  

location: anywhere

serena pursed her lips, her eyes flickering from the side then back to her companion. “ don’t look now, but … they’re looking at you. ”

#chat: serena

[cursedcatboy]

xbellerousseau​:

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she rolled her eyes with a goodnatured smile. “most people would think that was rude,” she pointed. “so thank you for not being most people, thackery,” belle chuckled. going on her tiptoes, she tried to peer through wall of books between them to see what he had in his arms. “seems different from your usual choice of reading … i swear, i used to find you with the oldest books known to humankind, and now that paperback looks brand new. trying something different this year?” she teased.

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thackery laughed softly at her thanks. “oh, you’re most welcome.” noticing her curious gaze still upon the books in his arms, he moved a bit closer to the shelves she was peering through. it would have probably been easier to join her in the next aisle over but that hadn’t occurred to him just yet. another laugh left him at her comment on his reading habits. “ah, well. i figured i must have missed out on some rather interesting modern literature while i was busy keeping my nose in those dusty old tomes.” he said, offering a smile. “what is it they say? new year, new me?”

#we Love library besties !! #chat: belle

[cursedcatboy]

yeah they dropped a new love language. yeah a sixth one. its biting

#;; when men are stories in books written by rabbits | ez's musings #;; peel your skin back to show what you're made of | ezrael #i can see ezrael being that person that just . leans over n gently bites their friends' shoulders unprompted

[cursedcatboy]

#hamdsom #;; i had to wait 300 years for a virgin to light a candle | thackery

[cursedcatboy]

freddyjoncs​:

👻 ⠀  ⠀ ⠀  ⠀ ───────────   it   was   a   last   resort   for   freddy.   the   gang   had   been   hitting   dead   ends   with   their   findings.   the   phrase   of   when   hand   and   body   unite   was   a   little   too   vague.   thus,   leading   freddy   to   seek   out   the   help   of   someone   else   who   might   have   better   understanding.   traps   and   paranormal   endeavours   was   his   bread   and   butter.   curses   ..   well,   that   was   a   new   phenomenon.      “   sacrificial   curses   or   cursed   towns   ?   i’m   still   figuring   that   one   out   myself.   uh,   got   anything   from   1666   ?   ”      he   asked.   a   small   smile   appeared   on   freddy’s   features   at   that.   he   could   appreciate   someone   who   also   invested   their   time   into   these   sort   of   books.   the   man   had   almost   forgotten   the   rush   he   got   when   researching   new   mysteries.   he   had   missed   this   even   if   the   circumstances   were   less   than   ideal.      “   yeah,   that   would   be   great.   thank   you.   maybe   we   should   just   start   from   the   beginning   and   go   from   there.   ”   

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thackery had sunk a good deal of his free time into reading every occult and occult-adjacent book the library could provide since coming to elias. and while he hadn't read every book the library had to offer, he'd certainly read enough to have helpful reading recommendations with regards to books about curses. "1666? that is a rather old tome you're searching for, hm?" he asked, giving a thoughtful hum. "if we do have anything from that far back, it's most likely In Library Use Only." and then, "let's head towards the right aisles first and then we can narrow it down from there." he offered. it would be easier to figure out which books would be the most helpful when they're in front of them, after all.

#thackery: 1666?? that’s Old huh #like he isn’t almost that old himself #chat: freddy

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“i do, actually.” thackery replied with a nod. “most actions seem to have consequences of some sort - good or bad. unfortunately, one never knows exactly how the past will affect the present until it’s too late.” time was a tricky subject, however, so there was always room for discussing other possibilities.

location :  no  idea  probably  a  coffee  shop  or  smth

          ❛ THIS MAY SOUND LIKE  a  ridiculous  question ,  but …  do  you  believe  in  the  butterfly  effect ? ❜

#chat: victoria

[cursedcatboy]

MILES ROBBINS as Dave in HALLOWEEN (2018)

#;; this town rips the bones from your back | emery #thinking a lot abt the binx siblings tonight...............

[cursedcatboy]

thackery’s brows furrowed, head cocking slightly to one side. “what made you come to that conclusion, exactly?” he asked, genuinely curious. there were nuances to these things sometimes, after all, and perhaps knowing the fellow’s thought process would help determine the proper answer to his question.

“did i just join a cult?"  eric asked confused. 

#chat: eric

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blackflamemax​:

          Max  didn’t  want  to  bother  Thackery  if  he  didn’t  have  to.   He’d  caused  enough  problems  and  knew  that  honestly  all  he’d  be  good  for  was  setting  a  plan  in  motion,   whenever  they  had  a  plan.   But  thankfully  he  hadn’t  seen  any  of  the  sisters  around  town,   so  he  didn’t  feel  like  he  had  to  worry  all  that  much.   But  still,   knowing  some  things  sure  seemed  like  a  better  plan  than  sitting  around  relaxing  just  because  there  wasn’t  trouble  from  the  problems  that  he  specifically  caused.   

          He  let  out  a  big  sigh.   “I  don’t  know  what  I’m  looking  for  is  the  problem.”   Just  going  into  a  place  and  saying  he  wanted  to  know  about  magic,   real  magic  felt  like  it  would  yield  too  many  results.   “Hey  I  read,”   he  pouted.   Sometimes.   “No,   I’m  just  looking  for  books  on  like  magic.   I  know  that’s  vague,   but  well…   my  lack  of  belief  got  us  into  this  mess,   so  I  just  want  to  know  more  about…”   he  waved  his  hands  around.   “I  don’t  know.   What  about  history  books?   That  might  be  a  good  place  to  start.”   Sure  boring,   but  that  felt  right.

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a soft laugh left him at max’s protest. “my apologies - i’m sure you read plenty. perhaps i’ll ask your recommendation for next week’s book club.” he hummed, half-teasing. he wasn’t really about to judge max’s reading habits - or lack thereof - but the boy’s response was entertaining nonetheless.

thackery’s countenance softened slightly, though, as max admitted that he was indeed here for research purposes. “yes, of course. history books are an excellent place to start.” he nodded. “i’ve thumbed through my fair share of volumes since coming to elias myself, so i’m sure i can pull a few relevant selections from the shelf for you, if you’d like.” he offered, gesturing for max to follow him as he lead the way towards the history books in question. 

#chat: max