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johnwickb1tsch · 4 months

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bittersweet ~ a yandere!John Wick x fem!reader sunshine/grump coffee shop AU... Part 4 all chapters

Winter is making you stir crazy, so on your day off you decide to go for a hike on one of the copious mountain trails around your town. There’s still snow on the ground, and in the middle of the day you seem to have the woods nearly to yourself.

You like being by yourself.

The mountain is quiet, but for the wind in the trees and some determinedly chipper little birds chirping.

You nearly have a heart attack when you round a bend, and there is a large figure in all black. For a split-second you mistake him for a bear, before you realize it’s Mr. Wick.

“Jesus, you scared me,” you huff.

“Sorry,” he says, seeming genuinely apologetic.

“Where’s Dog?”

“I left him at home. Too cold.”

You like it, that he considered Dog’s comfort in the matter.

With a small frown he peers around you. “Are you alone?”

“Yes. I hike alone all the time.”

You hope he will spare you the lecture, even if it secretly pleases you that he is a little worried for you.

He sighs a little. “I wish you wouldn’t. You never know who you might run into out here.”

You cant your head, finding this statement slightly ironic, considering.

“I can handle myself. You’re looking at a junior Tae Kwon Do black belt, I’ll have you know.” The latter you deliver with a sassy grin, because even though it has come in useful on a few occasions, in the real world you know it doesn’t mean shit. You were just a child, and it was a long time ago.

This actually succeeds in winning you what is nearly a full-on smile, for him. “Well then. Remind me not to piss you off.”

The thought is absurd to you. You’re no willowy waif by far, but you can tell right now that this totally fit—and fine as fuck, if you’re being honest—man could snap you like a twig, if he wanted to. You snort in answer.

“I’m sure it won’t come up.”

He levels you with a long look then, that you don’t entirely understand.

“So…you like hiking in the cold?” you ask, suddenly feeling a little awkward.

“I guess I’m used to it,” he answers. “I was born in Belarus.”

“Oh.” There is no hint of accent in his words. You reason he must have come to America at a very young age.

“And you?”

“I was not born in Belarus,” you confirm. It’s his turn to huff, and your heart skitters in your chest when he takes a step closer. He veritably looms over you, so tall and broad shouldered. You have a moment of clarity in which it really sinks in that you are totally alone out on the quiet mountain with this man, and he really could do anything he wants with you.

The thought titillates more than it disturbs, and maybe you have a screw loose.

“You’re a cheeky girl, aren’t you?”

There is a look in his eye, and for a moment you think he’s going to bend down to you. Crazier yet, you would have let him. But his hands remain in the pockets of his expensive down coat. The weight of his gaze alone is enough to make you feel as though he’s touched you, and you narrowly suppress a shudder.

It’s not because of the crisp mountain wind.

“So I’ve heard. I don’t like the cold,” you answer his real question. “But I do like the snow.”

He frowns a little. “How does that work out?”

“It’s an aesthetic thing.”

“Ah. Your artist’s eye.”

“I guess.”

“You’re very good.”

It is, in fact, freezing cold out there in the woods, but suddenly you feel warm, standing there with him, basking in his praise.

“You’re kind.”

He tilts his head, his hair falling in his eyes. “Not really,” he says, and it almost sounds like a warning. “But maybe, just for you. Can I walk with you?”

You were enjoying your solo excursion, but you find yourself nodding in agreement, unable to turn down the opportunity to spend time with your mysterious but favorite customer from the coffee shop.

“Ok. Are you making the loop?”

“Partly. My house isn’t far from the north fork of the trail.”

“Ah.” He must have just moved into one of the insanely expensive mansions tucked back in the woods, you reason.

It’s too cold to stand around and talk, so you hit the trail together. His legs are long, boy are they, but he matches his pace to stay with you. You don’t say much, but you enjoy each other’s company in the outdoors. You follow the line of a steep bluff on one side, old growth trees towering all around. It’s not a sunny day, but still bright from the freshly fallen snow. Later the forecast calls for more.

When you slide a little on an icy rock he makes a grab for you, and suddenly you do find yourself tucked in against the hard line of his side. It wasn’t entirely necessary—you’re wearing knobby boots, and you would have landed on your feet.

But it is endearing that he was worried for you.

The strength in his grip squeezing you steals your breath away. You only manage to get out a wheezy, “Thanks.”

He acknowledges your gratitude with a grumble, releasing you almost as quickly as he grabbed you. You get the sense that he is annoyed, somehow. You, however, know the memory of his body against yours is going to haunt your dreams that night.

Suddenly too warm, you unzip your jacket a little.

When you reach the trail marker for the north fork that will take him closer to home you look at him, expecting to say goodbye, certain he will be glad to be rid of you. But he keeps walking. “I'll get you to your car,” he says.

“You don't have to do that.”

“I want to,” he insists. “If you don't mind?” He’s softened again to you, for whatever reason, and you swear his moods could give you whiplash. Having this man to yourself for another mile isn’t the worst way you've spent an afternoon.

“Ok, if you insist.”

When you get to the parking lot, there is a shifty pair of guys hanging out in a beat-up Dodge van that might as well have “FREE CANDY” spray painted on the side panel. You look to John curiously, who is staring down the driver with a hard look in his eyes. Even though that look isn’t directed at you, it gives you a little chill.

The man behind the wheel confers with his bearded companion, and they decide to start up and chug away.

You feel like you narrowly missed a passing danger, like a shark swum past your hiding spot in the reef.

“How... did you know?”

“Seen them around the past week or so. Maybe promise me no more solo hikes until they move on?”

“Yeah. Ok.” Maybe they were just two guys down on their luck hanging out in a van…but they definitely gave you the creeps.

“Can I give you a lift home?” He would have miles to go, uphill, in the bitter cold otherwise.

“Thanks.”

You pause at your late model Rav4, kind of embarrassed. He drives a very nice black Range Rover, and though your car is a soldier, bless all four of its cylinders, it kind of looks like a piece of shit. “Um...sorry,” you say, moving some books out of the passenger seat.

However, he seems non plussed.

“No worries. Thanks for the ride.”

You start the engine, letting it warm up a little. He rubs his hands together, blowing on his fingers. “So…do you pick up strangers from the woods often?”

You laugh quietly. “You’re not that strange.”

He tilts his head in that way that makes you feel unnervingly seen.

“You don't really know me, y/n.”

Why do you feel like he's trying to warn you?

“So... you’re saying I should make you walk back up the mountain in the freezing cold?”

His low laughter tugs at your insides, making unbidden warmth spread through you.

“No, now that I'm here that really doesn't sound appealing.”

You dare to wonder if he means here, with you.

“Ok then.” You put the Rav4 in drive. “Where are we headed?”

#john wick #john wick x reader #john wick x you #john wick x y/n #keanu reeves x reader #keanu reeves #john wick fic #yandere john wick #bittersweet john wick imagine #john wick imagine

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hoodharlow · 9 months

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So I'd Rather Just

AN: everyone thank @sativachilombo <3 gif by @harlowgifs

Requested? My prima Kat

Warnings: smut

Word Count: 1.9k words

"Sober and focused, I cannot walk down no deli alleys

I still got the fellas 'round me, I love 'em and tell 'em proudly

My mama needs help adjusting, my father needs help accounting

I'm lookin' out heaven's window, I know that there's hell around me and—"

Miriam looked down at the monitor as Jack finished the last of his song. She motioned for him to walk out of the frame. She held out her hand and counted to five with her fingers. She closed her hand into a tight fist, letting the camera guy turn off the camera.

"Okay and cut! That's a wrap!" She yelled.

All the crew clapped and some of Jack's friends went to hug him. They were in Denver to film Jack's music video for Denver. Miriam was directing the music video and she thought they should film it in Colorado. So for the week they went to Denver. The mountain side was the last scene left to film and they finally finished it. He did a few where he was in his hotel suite with his friends, where he was on stage and where he was at a strip club having an existential crisis.

Miriam looked over to one of the random goats roaming around and walked up to it. She squatted in front of him and began talking to it.

"Jack, you were so good. This is gonna be a good one." The goat blinked and walked away. She used a boulder to push herself up.

Jack was standing behind her with his hands on his hips. "You're not funny."

"Sorry, I saw white and a messy beard and confused y'all." Miria shrugged.

Urban and Nemo coughed, hiding their laughs.

She went over to the camera crew and showed them her notes. She had outlined what she wanted for the music video and how to edit it. Jack watched one of the guys stare at her chest as she fluffed her hair back. She decided to opt out from wearing a bra under her halter top. Her nipples were on full display. Every so often the guy would look at them as Miriam talked.

"Okay, if you have it done by Monday so we drop it on Wednesday that would be great." Neelam told the camera crew. She turned to Miriam. "If that's all, then we can head back to town. Are you guys going to your grandparents's place or back to the hotel?"

"We're going to your grandparents, right?" Jack asked Miriam.

"Whatever you want." She shrugged, wrapping her arms on his side. "Just know it's three hours from here."

"Yeah, let's go back to the hotel. We can drive in the morning." Jack nodded.

They went hand in hand back to Miriam's G-Wagon. Jack helped Miriam into her side. He went over to Urban and his other friends and they briefly chatted on where to meet up for dinner. He bro-hugged them then walked back to the car. He was about to back out when a goat stood in front of them.

Miriam stuck her head out and yelled, "Jack quítate!" at it. With that the goat walked.

"I hate you." Jack mumbled, as he gripped her headrest to go in reverse.

"Then why do I have this?" She showed him the jewelry on her left hand.

"You're worth $25 million, I'd be an idiot not to give you that." He said, trying not to laugh. "I'm joking, I gave you that because I love you and I wanna grow old with you."

"Mhm," she rolled her eyes.

"I'll even let you play whatever you want." Jack offered his phone to her.

"I mean this is my car so I should be able to play whatever I want." She said, queueing up 'Pocketful of Sunshine' as 'Drop the World' by Lil Wayne played.

"There's so many fucking goats." Jack commented as they drove.

"Fun fact, these goats aren't native to Colorado. They were brought in from Montana in 1947 for aesthetic and hunting purposes." Miriam explained.

"Fucking nerd–"

"TAKE ME AWAYYYY, TO A SECRET PLACE. A SWEET ESCAPE, TAKE ME AWAYYY" Miriam belted out, cutting him off.

Jack rolled his eyes and let her enjoy her white girl song. By the time they reached the actual highway that led them to Denver, they were hit with traffic. Miriam lowered the music and pulled herself into a ball. She rested her head on the headrest and dozed off. Jack took off his jacket and draped it over her. Almost two hours later they finally got to their hotel.

"We might as well have gone to Aspen." Miriam grumbled.

She got out of the car bent over backwards to stretch. She effortlessly pulled herself up without her hands and then twisted herself, cracking her back.

"Glow Stick, are you done?" Jack asked.

"No." Miriam said, proceeding to crack her knuckles and wrists. She pulled her curls into a messy bun. "Now I am."

Jack rolled his eyes. He grabbed their things from the backseat and they went straight to their room.

Miriam began stripping and kicked off her leggings and top. She tossed her panties at Jack and went in the shower. He followed right behind her. Jack pressed himself onto Miriam, gently pushing her against the tile wall. He bent down and nipped at her neck. One of his hands went in between her thighs.

"You're wet." He murmured against her neck.

"Yeah because I'm in the shower." She giggled.

Jack pouted. "I wanna eat you out."

"Well I wanna eat dinner, so…"

They finished showering. Miriam changed into some KentuckyBoyTyler jeans and a simple cropped white tee and her Vans. She went in her tote and took out a big stack of ones. She weighed it in her hand and guessed it was about a thousand dollars.

"Is this yours?" She asked him.

"Yeah I wanted to recreate the strip club scene."

"With only a thousand dollars? Kehlani threw more at me. Plus, I can't stand seeing you go through it when I shake ass."

"Given your talent it shouldn't surprise you that I look devastated." Jack said sarcastically.

Miriam threw her empty tote at him, making him laugh. "Fuck you! Do you know how hard it is to twerk whilst doing the splits?"

Miriam opened one of the takeout bags they got for their leftovers and took out a slice of pizza. She ate while a handful of Jack's fans took pictures with him. They spotted Jack and Miriam while they ate but when they went to pay the fans followed them out, asking for pictures with Jack. Miriam went in the car to wait for him, but she was ready in case his fans got too in his face. She took mental notes of the videos she'd seen of his manager herd him away from fans. He waved goodbye at them and sauntered back to Miriam.

"Hi Mr. Popular." She said, singing popular like Kristen Chenoweth in Wicked.

"Yeah, yeah," he waved her off.

The drive back to the hotel wasn't long. They retreated to their suite. Jack changed into his grey muscle tank and the grey sweats he wore when they filmed in the hotel room. Miriam took off her clothes and put on the yellow and brown striped shirt Jack wore. She plopped herself in the middle of the bed and scrolled through the channels to see what was on. Scoob was on Cartoon Network so she let it play. She tuned in just in time because a snippet of Jack's song played when the Scooby gang went trick or treating.

"I always forget I made that song." Jack said, laying next to her.

"That's literally my favorite song. Don't ever disrespect Yikes like that." She frowned.

"What if I get a little disrespectful with you?" He quirked an eyebrow at her.

"Okay." She smiled innocently.

Jack pounced on her. He knelt in front of her and spread her legs so he'd have more room. They began kissing and nipping at each other. He kissed up her body, pushing his shirt up. One of his hands went down to tug her panties off, but she stopped him.

"Shit, I thought…" he said apologetically, sitting up.

"No, I just wanna do this first." She pushed him against the pillows and got in between his legs.

Miriam pushed back the sleeves of his shirt and laid on her stomach with her ass in the air. Jack tugged down his sweats. Miriam kept her brown eyes on Jack's blue ones as she took his cock and slowly stroked him. Her mouth practically watered at it. She sucked his tip and licked his sides.

"I wanted to call cut and spend hours doing this when we were filming you in bed." She muttered as she stroked him.

"Hours? You know I can't even last ten minutes when you– fuck!" He threw his head back feeling himself deep in Miriam's mouth.

Miriam’s eyes never left Jack’s as she took him back in her mouth. His stomach began to contract after a few bobs, letting her know that he was close. Slowly, she pulled him out of her mouth until only his tip rested on her tongue. She widened her eyes, making her look more innocent as she stroked him.

"Let me come in you." He panted.

"You are?" She said in a duh tone.

"Your pussy smartass." He reached forward to her ass and smacked it.

"How do you want me?" She asked him.

"Stay like that." Jack said, getting out of bed.

He got behind her and pressed her back down so that only her ass was in the air for him. He knelt in front of her and aligned himself to her entrance, slowly pushing himself in her. Miriam quietly gasped as he slid in her. His hands gripped her waist, slowly rocking his hips into her.

As the minutes passed, his thrusts got rougher, and Miriam couldn’t hold back. She begged Jack to keep fucking her at that irritatingly slow and rough pace she loved. He leaned over, his chest against her back. His lips kissed all over her neck as he continued to fuck Miriam. She pushed her hips back against him, lazily meeting his thrusts. Miriam pushed back her hips rougher to meet his thrusts. He gripped the long sleeve she wore with one hand, using it as an anchor, while the other went back down to her clit. Jack worked his fingers roughly as he pushed his hips into Miriam. He buried his face in her neck, kissing her sweet spot. Her quiet praises filled the room, egging him on. She quietly whimpered his name, lazily meeting his thrusts before her orgasm took over. Jack’s orgasm followed soon after, pushing himself deep inside.

"Good?" He asked a few minutes later.

"Like always." She hummed contently.

Her phone went off. She reached for it and rolled on her back while Jack laid next to her, toying with the hem of the shirt.

"Solana sent me some teasers to post for Snooze since it comes out tomorrow." She said, showing him a picture of Jack sitting by SZA.

"I can't believe you had me eat fries that were on her ass." Jack chuckled.

"You're right, that should have been me."

"Personally I would rather eat our come off your pussy." He said, swiping his fingers in between her legs.

"If you wanna eat me out just say that." She rolled her eyes.

Jack smirked, "Actually, I want you to sit on my face."

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namusthetic · 8 months

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The Writers' Series

Who wrote you, based on your aesthetic?

British Edition

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Oscar Wilde

"You can never be overdressed or overeducated."

Irregular sleep schedule

Sprawling on a sofa quoting poets long gone

The forbidden sweetness of guilty pleasures

The gently whispered name of a lover

Losing oneself to sensations and feelings

Writes poems for their lovers

Dressing up only for the pleasure of doing so

That dizzy feeling of late night adventures

Procrastination and unsent letters

An old silver framed broken mirror and forgotten withered roses

Sitting alone late at night. The thick, stuffy air in the room is making you dizzy and dulls your senses

Virginia Woolf

"How many times have people used a pen or a paintbrush because they couldn't pull the trigger?"

The soft first autumn breeze

Spending winter afternoons in hidden library corners

Taking long walks along the riverbank in the early afternoon

Gives good advice but doesn't follow it

Scented candles and gentle nostalgia

The furious, quiet calmness of the ocean before a storm

Orange blossoms and sea salt

The texture of paper under your fingertips and the sound of chirping from outside the window

Wants to change the world one word at a time

Never forgives, never forgets

Reads poems in the golden afternoon light

Romantic but won't talk about their feelings

William Shakespeare

"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves."

Wine stains on victorian shirts

The sound of footsteps on marble floors

Scribbling random Latin sentences in other people's notebooks

Dark, alluring, and a little bit occult

Writes poems on random scraps of paper and then forgets about them

The line between dreams and reality starting to blur

Loud, contagious laugh

Sword fights back stage

A lone flickering candle in the night

Laughs and cries at the same time when overwhelmed with emotion

Believes in the power of the unsettling and the forbidden

Sprawls on any available surface just to read tragedies and drink wine

Mary Shelley

"When I looked around, I saw and heard of none like me. Was I then a monster?"

The sound of your heart beating in your ears when waking up from a nightmare

Anatomy and science illustrations

Equations and formulas scribbled everywhere

The touch of cold metal on warm skin

The clap of thunder and insistent drumming of heavy rain on the windowpanes

The muffled sound of cracking thunder from outside

Organized shelves and absentminded humming

Cold gravity and solemn silences

The cold shudder of realisation

Pacing back and forth trying to solve grave problems and unexpected results

Empathizes easily

Agatha Christie

"Poirot," I said. "I have been thinking."

"An admirable exercise my friend. Continue it."

Hot chocolate on cold winter days while people watching inside an old Café

Sitting down in parks and reading the paper

The scent of clean laundry

Windswept hair and sharp looks

Spontaneous conversations and smiling at strangers

Could prove anyone wrong solely for their own amusement

Wet pavements glinting in the sunshine after a rain shower

Apricot jam, fresh baked croissants and café au lait while reading the newspaper in the early morning

A glint in their eyes and a spring in their step

Peppermints and vanilla hand cream

Sarcasm and condescending smiles

J.R.R. Tolkien

"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to."

Early morning dew sparkling on spiderwebs

The awareness and clarity that comes with crisp morning air

Daisies, gingerbread and warm comfy clothes

Really into folklore

Snail shells and acorns kept in a jacket's pocket

The scent of fresh homemade bread in the morning

The gentle murmur of the wind blowing through the trees

Nothing could make them miss their afternoon tea

Knows the name of every plant or bird species

Presses flowers in their notebooks

That spark for adventure glims constantly in their eyes

George Orwell

"But if thought corrupts language, language can also corrupt thought."

The smell of cigarettes and the sound of steps on the wet pavement

Long night walks around the city

The cold winter wind howling against the windows

Cheap black coffee drank in a small almost empty 24/7 coffee shop

Tired eyes and vivid dreams of liberty

Messy, rushed writing

The condensation on a cold window

Minimalist notebooks and black ballpoint pens hidden everywhere

Trying desperately to be free, to feel alive

The deafening silence of loneliness and the gentle quiet of solitude

T. S. Eliot

"For I have known them all already, known them all / Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, / I have measured out my life with coffee spoons."

Coffee and ink stains

Tiny scribbled notebooks carried around in worn out messenger bags

Reads to escape the real world

Reading on public transportation and almost missing the stop

Falls in love five times a day

Strong coffee and dark chocolate

Feels like nobody can truly understand them

Doesn't take care of themselves

Stacks their books randomly around their house, forgetting empty coffee mugs and notepads on top of them

Flopping facedown on the bed and listening to the sounds of the life out the window

#moodboard #character aesthetics #aestethic #types of people #tag your aesthetic #british literature #literature #dark academia #chaotic academia #light academia #dark academia aesthetic

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dreamauri · 9 months

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Make a max Dom fic X fem driver

Or Oscar Dom fic X female driver

No. 🖕👍 Have a soft sub Lando instead <3🤌 I'll add the rest of the aesthetics and tag list later

‧˚⊹ surprise surprise ଓ :: LN4 ‧₊˚⤾

╭╯ pairing . . . lando norris x girlfriend! reader ) ┊ summary . . . lando surprises you and you surprise him ) ┊ genre . . . fluff) ╰╮ warning . . . X )

( masterlist ) ( requests ) ( taglist )

"Wait . . . Why are we at 3.5k views?" You glanced through the controls and the chat confused. "What am I missing? What's going on?"

"6k viwes, what the fuck." You scrunched at your monitor to make sure you were reading it right. "I must be blind. Or it's glitchy." You kicked the PC next to your feet, pulling laughter emojis from your chat as you folded your arms. "What's going on?"

"Wait . . . Why are we at 3.5k views?" You glanced through the controls and the chat confused. "What am I missing? What's going on?"

NO BODY TELL HER

everyone shut

we can't tell you

keep streaming y/n

nothinggggggg 😅

". . ." You glanced between your camera and speed chat pursing your lips. "Who ever tells me what's going on gets a kiss and paddock passes."

EVERYONE SHUT TF UP

But kisses noooo

i heard paddock passes

no body tell hereveryone zip your lips

if you guys ruin this I will run after you with a nife

I WANT KISSES FROM YOU Y/N

shouldn't we tell her?

nuh uh

"Oh my fucking-" Ba-ding! You narrowed your eyes at the notification on your phone, pulling your reading glasses from your pocket to read the alert.

"Holy-" You watched the footage of some man's back entering your back yard. Black hoodie, and pants? No face and black beanie? Yeah you might as well be dead. "Everyone shut." You whisper shouted, flicking the light switch off.

Detaching the camera from the plastic rod, you held it as a weapon, standing behind the closed door. Your stream that you were to panicked to turn off right now was watching you sideways, speed chat buzzing.

oh he's dead

shit

SOMEONE TELL HIM

Y/N NO

we'll miss him

CAREFULL Y/N CAREFUL WITH THAT

"I think Sugar's stream room is this one-" You didn't hesitate to swing once you saw the head, breaking your camera rod on the man's head. "HEY! OW!"

You watched Lando drop on his side gripping his head. You could feel yourself frown and and scrunch your nose. "Are you an evil clone? Or his evil twin brother?! IDENTITY YOURSELF!"

"GIRL!" The British man-boy tried to swat your side only for you to kick his arm away and take a step back. "Y/N, it's me!" "Who the fuck is me?! Who are you?!"

Your self defense lessons came in handy for the next few minutes.

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"Now I'm going to be bruised up for a few days." Lando huffed to screen, wincing as you placed an ice pack to his head. "I'm blaming this on you, chat. You should've told her."

"You should've told me." You scoffed, smacking his shoulder lightly. "I know, baby. I wanted to keep it a surprise." He pouted. You narrowed your eyes at him. "In black on black? Dressing like a murderer? Lan, knocking on my front door would've been fine."

You got on your knees beside him so you were head level. Lando pressed his nose in your cheek, trying to crack a smile from you. You pouted, looking at the camera ( now balancing atop your monitor ).

"I'm sorry." He pressed a kiss to your cheek, pulling you in his arms. "No." You denied his apology trying to pull yourself out of his embrace. "I'm soryyyy. Please, sugar. Never again, I promise."

He peppered your cheek with kisses, transforming your pout to a smile. "I-" kiss "I love you, sunshine."

jealousy jealousy

my parents

I DONT KNOW WHICH ONE I WANT TO BE RN

LANDO SWITCH PLACES WITH ME

y/n's smile 🥴

Alexa play room of reflections

mama y papa. mama. y papa.

we wish our favorite driver a fast recovery after this accident. We love you, Y/N. Get well soon.

"Haha very funny." Lando fake laughed, pointing at that last comment. You gently slipped out of Lando's arms, who only pouted holding your hands like a lost puppy.

"I'll get you a chair, don't do anything stupid." You hopped on your feet, leaning down and pressing a kiss on Lando's head ( who was wiggling his eyebrows at the camera in victory). "I got the best girl in history." He murmured watching you go.

"Now. Serious talk time." Lando intertwined his hands, looking deep in the camera lens. "Y/N's birthday is soon and I want you all in on a prank. I wanted to blindfold her and take her to rise swan ferries but Max said-" you opened the door, dragging the wooden chair behind you. "Max said, you can't eat 17 spring rolls. And that's not normal. But who does he think he is? Honestly."

Lando quickly changed the conversation, smoothly getting away with it like the criminal he was. He looked up at you while you set the white chair beside your gamer chair. "Is this for me?" He smiled going to sit on it instead of standing on his knees.

"No-" You pushed him away from his face, making fall back and sit on your gamer chair. "This house does not tolerate flat assed Landos Norrises." "You're the one who's going to flatten your ass sitting on that chair." He laughed trying to pull you close.

"Lando enough gangster shit. I was in the middle if my stream." You scolded smacking his hand away making his pout. "Actually since we have almost 15k views now, I'd like to take a moment and discuss with you all about how bad Landob is in bed—" "—Y/N!" He cut you off covering your mouth panicked. You looked at him from a few seconds quietly till he hesitantly removed his hand.

". . . He's a sub and finishes in 3 minutes!" You said quickly only to be tackled to the ground. You were laughing while Lando mumbled incoherent words to you at the speed of light, face flushed red in embarrassment.

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"And just so you know, user5896370 I can fuck my girl. Y/N was joking." Lando pointed amusingly at the comment, looking at the screen angrily while you covered your face laughing.

You pulled him back up on the chair a few minutes ago and he condemned you to sitting on his lap for "accusations. false accusations". You were trying to teach your original viewers the knitting patterns you were using for the exclusive plushies you were selling on your store.

Lando wrapped his arms around your waist watching you make the little turtle. He couldn't help but admire your concentration and love for the hobby as you explained your tricks and advice, answering a few questions here and there.

"Since Lan's here, I might try making his McLaren. I always wanted to try that." That caught his full attention. He leaned his chin on his shoulder, watching you assemble a mini orange formula one car with the number four on the sides.

He could help but press the occasional kisses to your cheek, pulling you further up in his lap. "I never thought I'd be jealous of a bunch of strings." You laughed, snuggling in his back a little more roughly. "Y/N!" He whined shaking you sideways making you laugh harder.

"You're evil." He pulled you to face him, your smile facing his frown. "You love me." You whispered sweetly, pecking his lips. "You are one mean-" "Okay!" You claped your hands together, cutting off the now angry Lando.

"Lando is being a baby and I have to treat him like the three-year-old he is." You leaned forward of the table waving good bye. "Hehe." You turned around, straddling your boyfriend's lap once the stream ended, wriggling on his hard on.

He gripped you waist tightly, grinding you on his boner as he continued to glare at you. "I'm sorry, baby." You tilted your head leaning your forehead on his. Your hand trailed down to his twitching tent, unzipping his pants and releaving the tightness.

"I'll give you a reward." You offered kissing his cheek softly, trailing gentle kisses down his jaw and neck as if he was a fragile Greek statue, successfully pulling a hum from his throat.

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hellboundwrites · 9 months

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GHOULS HALLOWEEN COSTUMES

Halloween season has arrived, and I've decided to note some of the headcanons that I've had in mind for the ghouls recently.

Here are my favorite ghouls / by elements

🪐Omega = he's not really a Halloween guy. I mean, they already wear costumes. He can't be bothered to put effort into it. Just to fit in, and because it makes his companions happy, he'll dress up as an alternative version of ghouls. He might come out of the abbey in his true form because it's the perfect opportunity for it, or just add something to his usual look that enhances the "infernal" aesthetic. In the end, he's the one ghoul that actually scares people away, even without trying.

🪐Aether = always wears handmade costumes. It's elaborated with a lot of details but comfy. Halloween is for him the best opportunity to create a look for himself that he usually wouldn't have the courage to wear daily. He might cosplay as a 70-80's rockstar for example, and you'd recognize who he's supposed to be from miles away. Also more importantly, he's the costume-nurse. He always makes sure his costume has an integrated bag or pockets for glue and stitches. Last year for example, he was a jedi, and he was very happy about being able to wear a discreet tool belt.

🪐Phantom = of course, a vampire. But he'll only wear something dark and classic. Think old horror movies. He'll have his hair pull back, very bad fake fangs, red contacts, a cape… He'll also be fully invested in his role all night, so expect to hear some old English come out of his mouth at all times. Just call him by his character's name exclusively !

⛈Zephyr = loves having costumes that include his disabilities. Although he can walk just fine, going trick-or-treating is very long and difficult for him. He decorated his wheelchair as the Scooby-Doo van last year. He's done a lot of physical therapy this year though and feels excited about trying canes instead.

⛈Cirrus = she likes opening to kids that trick-or-treat at the Abbey's doors. In consequence, she will usually wear something that'll be easy to understand for them. Can be a simple witch, Morticia, Emily from the Corpse Bride… Last year she was Maleficient. Her costumes are never modest, though. She puts a lot of work into looking believable. It's a lot of organization and stress, but she always cherishes the kids' reaction in the end.

⛈Cumulus = She's always something evil. She doesn't cosplay as anyone in particular, and only makes her own looks. She loves elaborated makeup. She can paint her whole body if she desires too. Don't ask her who she's supposed to look like, this is always an original from her collection. She's here to impress.

🌿Mountain. Mountain... = he always fails his costumes. Nothing fits him. He never plans long enough in advance for it to work. He's disappointed about it every year, and still can't manage to fix it. This year though, he finally gathered the courage to ask for help. He'll have Sunshine to help him find clothes, and Cumulus for the hair and makeup. He'd like to be a hobbit, but he's starting to think he'll be more believable if he cosplays Gandalf - of course, he's not really hobbit-sized. If he can have an excuse to smoke all night, well...

🔮Sunshine = she doesn't have time for costumes. Her main concern is to be the party's organiser. Before she joined the Project, the ghouls had never planned any kind of gathering together for Halloween. She wants to be with her family and that's the only thing that counts. She'll just put something a bit festive, do her hair and put on some "scary" makeup, (which for her is dark shadow and eyeliner). Maybe washable dye or glitter in her hair this time around ? Nothing that can make dancing and running around uncomfortable !

🔮Swiss = is there a better opportunity to be naked ? On Halloween, his sole missions are to 1.be sexy 2.dance. Whatever year it is, his shirt is always wide open and tucked in his pants to enhance his tight waist, his chest always exposed, and his feet always moving... He doesn't mind any addition of costume or makeup that will make him prettier, but never purposefully goes that way by himself. ��Aurora = absolutely has the most feminine costume you'll see the entire night. She cannot not be hot, but maybe not as intensely as Swiss. She's the girl that wears the bunny outfit, the Barbie outfit, the Tinkerbell or Daphne outfit... The hair is down and the skirt is mini. Her only rule is : sexy but always secure. She has to wear warm tights and good shoes. Being pretty shouldn't stop you from running, jumping, and staying up all night. Special mention : this year, since it's their first Halloween together, they want to do a hot-couple-costume.

🌊Rain = has the boring but cute costume. If you don't know him, you can't really see how it's a costume most of the time - to be honest he always looks like that. He just genuinely doesn't need more material than what he already has. He thinks dressing up is cool but hates having to spend his whole night adjusting his costume or being careful with it. Last year he was the Phantom of the Opera, but he found the mask restraining. This year he's thinking about maybe a proper suit, a hat, his usual jewels and a bit of makeup. With some luck it'll pass as a period costume.

🌊 Mist = will always hide herself under her costume. You can never recognize her. The only thing she cares about, is surprising others. If she dresses as a character, it'll be a slay version of them. This year she's doing the Grinch, so expect green manucure, a pink dress and fake eyelashes on that green fursuit. Count on her to wear bad bald caps and colored paint all over her body. She doesn't take herself too seriously and is only here to have fun.

🔥Alpha = much like Omega, doesn't care about Halloween. You'll find him doing his actual job in the Abbey, at the yearly ritual that none of the new ghouls have the decency to assist. Traditions are really lost with the young generations...

🔥Ifrit = was, is, and will always be the guy who shows his muscles. He's into action movies and old rockstars, so it's only ordinary that he dresses as such. He'll be Han Solo, or Freddy Mercury, or Wolverine. Ifrit has the softest heart out there, but he's peak masculinity when it comes to looks, and he cares about his heroes. Right now, he's into 00's sci-fi/horror and still searching for some cool costume that will stick to his skin just *right*.

🔥Finally, Dewdrop = Don't ask stupid questions. Don't joke about Halloween with him. Don't even make suggestions. He has already had everything planned since November 1st. He has notebooks full of dark designs for corpse paint that involve fake (or real ?) blood, and a wide range of colored face paints in his drawer just for that event. He'll spend his afternoon looking for the perfect color, and he'll do intricate designs with extremely thin brushes on his face before the night starts. Dewdrop needs to look like he just sacrificed something in an old forest and burnt a church. He loves the theatrics of wearing long dark robes and being covered in blood. Halloween truly is his way to express himself and explore his own graphic world.

If you come across this post and see your fave missing, feel free to add your headcanon for them.

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inverted-flowers · 3 months

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More hermits as deities!

I got very stuck on Impulse because I was so determined to do his... But well uh... yeah...

Bdubs: God of The Day

Good nights rest

Sunrise

Daytime

Horses

Enjoyable travel

Healing through rest

Safety at night

Symbolism:

Moss

Clocks

The sun

Horses

Sleep caps

Offerings:

Clocks, either working ones like pocket watches or fake art pieces

Blankets

Medicinal herbs

Lavender and other herbs associated/for calming and sleep

Notes: Followers would place shines in areas where they could get lots of sunshine. The most traditional spot would be in a bedroom window that gets lots of light.

Gem:

Feminine strength and power

Honesty

Self defense

Cottage life

Note: I only recently started watching her and honestly my poor health and lack of wifi is preventing me from watching most rn.. poor timing but I really wanted to include her because she's wonderful. Also she's rather Athena coded. Athena is a greek goddess of war who's also a patron goddess of craftsmen. I rest my case do I not?

Impulse:

Scar: God of The Trade

Impulsiveness

Symbolism:

Yellow, gold, and black

Lower case i

Offerings:

Gold

Trades and deals

Manipulation and verbal trickery

Facades

Aesthetic gardening

Beautiful trees

Symbolism:

Fae and vexes

Offerings:

Money

Snacks

Gardens and landscaping work

Notes: His typical worshippers could be traders, but especially those who work the land. Garden and field workers under the wealthy could be a particularly big group. Since typically fae are known for their twisting of words and also incredibly nature based, it's only right to include them.

Joel: God of Pride

Pride and bravado

Self awareness, shame, and false bravado

Sarcasm

Symbolism:

Lighting (i had to ok?)

Ogres

Offerings:

Notes: His followers are totally ubber secretive. Also I imagine that he's sort of a two sides to a coin type. In art maybe he's depicted as both an ogre and a man with green antenna. Which is used indicates which "side of the coin" is at play. I think there's a lot more to be included in his list too.

Tango: God of Ambition

Distractions

Intense focus

Mechinisms

Ambition

Passion, excitement, rage, and drive

Symbolism:

Red, icy blues for certain periods

Fire

Offerings:

Notes: Can I just jokingly say he's the god of adhd? Lord he was just about Impulse all over again in this process.

Xisuma: God of Music

Music and expression through it

Community

Guidance

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Overall notes:

I assume Cleo would be referred to as a diety instead of a god or goddess. When I inevitably start watching her content because oh my god a person who also uses they/them and another pronoun maybe I'll try to revisit this but I dunno if I'll remember lol. So if any who's a fan of their's had ideas please please share! I'm very curious of them!

I've also kinda broken it up into categories and I have more to add to this topic so I'm looking to do a post where I talk more about it! Feel free to join in when I do.

And just like last time, I'd love to hear other's ideas with this. If there's any gaps I left or people I haven't included, I welcome you to toss in your input. Even if you're just adding onto something that I didn't leave blank! I read all the ones people shared with the original post and it was lovely. Honestly I might explode because I still can't come up with much for Impulse so input would be greatly appreciated.

(Also I cannot believe I didn't include bdubs in the first post so I'm added him in here. How the heck did I not notice? He's the one I started with!)

Edit: it took me an embarrassingly long time to notice I didn't put the handful of ideas I had for Impulse down.

#hermitcraft smp #hermitcraft #hermitcraft au #bdubs #bdubbleo100 #geminitay #impulsesv #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #gtwscar #joel smallishbeans #smallishbeans #tangotek #tango tek #hermitcraft tango #xisuma #xisumavoid #inverted flower's hermit deities #sure thatll work

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soulmissed · 4 months

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3 - 5 things your muse can be identified by

– emotions / feelings

warmth

grief

imagination

suspicion

fury

– greetings

wave

handshake-and-hug combo

lopsided smile

a drawling ‘hey’

– colors

blue hyacinth

blue odyssey

iceberg

– scents

earthy: dirt / grass / petrichor

medical: bandages / antiseptic

– clothing

oversized hoodies

carhartt jackets

snapback hats

blue jeans

– objects

pocket knife

photo of himself and his dad

his teddy bear kody

the backpack, his literal life carried upon his shoulders

– vices / bad habits

reckless abandon: will charge into danger to save someone / little regard for his own safety

emotional channels: running away / stewing in his feelings / punching things / fighting with neighborhood kids

– body language

hostile: keeping you at arm’s length / icy glares / swinging fists / teeth drawing blood

friendly: shy smiles / long, silent embraces / sat side-by-side / affectionate headbutts / high fives

neutral: hands in pockets / knees drawn into chest / over the shoulder glances / hoodie strings looped between fingers

– aesthetics

the lamb: childhood / innocence / gentleness

david and goliath: the underdog / faith / courage

urban neighborhoods: dandelions sprouting from pavement / red and blue splash of police sirens / joining a friend on their stoop / shoes hitting cracked pavement and gone gone gone

– songs

i was a teenage anarchist, against me!

puff the magic dragon, peter, paul and mary

you are my sunshine, the hound + the fox

the hardest, gasoline

tagged by: found it! tagging: steal it and tag me <3

#dashboard game.#this feels like a thesis paper #boyhood blueprint: headcanon.

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broken-synchronicity · 24 days

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I'm late, but for the TWST game exchange, can you imagine MC/Yuu introducing Ferry Halim's "Orisinal: Morning Sunshine" flash games to the NRC boys?

Or "Detention" by Red Candle Games?

Or "Little Goody Two Shoes" by AstralShift?

Game exchange is ALWAYS open to new entries!!!

I don't know anything about the first or last games, but I DO know Detention! You can thank ManlyBadassHero for my wide knowledge of random indie horror games 😅 But Detention is a cult classic! 👀

I think many of the boys wouldn't initially be scared of the premise of Detention; their school is already technically "haunted" and this is a dorm school so they already technically don't leave the school. But as things progress, and Yuu might need to explain some of the cultural things to give a bit of context, they become less and less confident in their initial assessment.

Honestly it's a great little horror game (and also a neat little commentary on certain aspects of politics and culture in China)

On a different note: I had to look up the other two to see if I knew them and HELLO LITTLE GOODY TWO SHOES??? IS THAT A POCKET MIRROR PREQUAL?!?!?! Uuuuuhhhhhhgggggggg Astral Shift does old-school anime aesthetics SO well I waaaaaant 😫😫 I need to see how much it is on steam and switch!!

#twst #twisted wonderland #nonnies getting curious!#traditionalartist #twst game exchange

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rainbowdelicsunshine · 4 months

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For the Kin ask game, 🎶🖼️💥🐦 🔮 for any of your kins, especially the Cookie Run or MLP ones!

(Sorry if this is a bit wack, I didn't know which one to chose. Also this is the same person behind Octastims btw! Please ask me questions about my fictotype too /jk)

Chose to speak about my time as Songbird Serenade from the MLP Movie since its been FOREVER since I've done so!

🎶 - What music / songs do you associate with your kin?

Here's a quick lil top five for ya!

Rehab - Amy Winehouse

Pocketful of Sunshine - Natasha Bedingfield

Magic - Pilots

Butterfly - Crazy Town

Move your Feet - Junior Senior

🖼️ - What sort of aesthetics do you associate with your kin?

Here is yet another top five list my friend!

Rainbowcore

Party Kei/Birthdaycore

Decora Kei

Raver/Ravecore

Pop Kei

💥 - What skills or abilities did this kin have, if any, that you can't do now but wish you could? (ie superpowers, languages you don't speak, skills you don't currently have, etc)

Man, since Songbird Serenade is a pegasus I would REALLY want to have wings/the ability to fly from that life back so I can go wherever I please without worrying about costs for transportation like a car or train!

🐦 - Is there anything you miss about this kin's body that you don't currently have? (ie basic appearance traits, tails, wings, etc)

Pretty much everything!!

Her hair/hair style, her wings, her outfits, her singing voice (though mine now is actually pretty good too), and basically her being a literal frickin pegasus!

🔮 - Have you ever predicted something about your source material before it happened based on kin feelings? (For example, having a kin memory that lines up with something that happens in your source before you ever knew about it)

Well since Songbird Serenade has never since appeared in any sort of MLP media after the movie, I'm afraid that hasn't happened in her case!

(Before I end this post, I just wanna say as someone who was autistic as Songbird and also headcanons her as autistic, both me and Songbird Serenade say Fuck Sia!)

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Thank you oh so very very much for sending in this ask, it was actually a ton of fun! I love doing these kinds of ask games a lot!

I really hope I'll see you show up here again and hope you have a fun time with reading this, have an amazing day friend!!

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earnmysong · 1 year

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nickname | e; ears [a family hold-over from an eavesdrop-heavy childhood]

height | 4’11”

last google search | matilda ending; matilda and ms. honey painting || which did in fact yield this

song stuck in my head | 'still holding my hand’ - lashana lynch + alisha weir | i’m still mid-emotional moment; please refer to the fact that i actually wrote words and check back in three days

number of followers | 288

amount of sleep | 7 hours || which is honestly such an improvement over the pre-medicated me of twoish years ago

dream job | theater critic or entertainment journalist or novel editor; i do love teaching, though

wearing | still in my work clothes: a flatiron building/nyc graphic tee from j crew, an olive old navy cardigan, gray and black checked pants, black boots

book(s)/movie that describes you | the perks of being a wallflower, a tree grows in brooklyn/pollyanna

aesthetic | realistic, sometime cynic, wrapped in bubblegum and sunshine | sweaters, graphic tees, floral blouses and dresses, vans/converse

favorite author(s) | kate quinn

favorite song | top five?

you and i: ingrid michaelson

let the rain: sara bareilles

mrs. potters lullaby: counting crows

walking on broken glass: annie lennox

hand in my pocket: alanis morrisette

random fact | i took AP spanish and french I my senior year of high school, simultaneously

#thirteen things #jjskiaras #about e #HI HELLO HAVE WE MET NICE TO MAKE YOUR ACQUAINTANCE

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obsessedaizawa · 2 years

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About; Crystal Lakewater - Hazbin Hotel OC

Basic Information

➤ Full Name: Crystal ‘Rose-mania’ Lakewater ➤ Birthday: July 9th 2000 ➤ Death-day: May 15th 2022 ➤ Age: 22 Years Old ➤ Cause of death: Drowned forcefully by ex-husband ╳°»｡ ∾･⁙･ ღ ➵ ⁘ ➵ ღ ･⁙･∾ ｡«°°»｡ ∾･⁙･ ღ ➵ ⁘ ➵ ღ ･⁙･∾ ｡«°╳ ★ Likes: Singing, playing the piano, reading, creative writing, poetry, photography, walking around bare-foot, playing in puddles, sledding, rain clothing, snow clothing, taking long baths and showers, camping + s'mores, fruity alcoholic beverages, roses, dark chocolates, positivity, organization, and bluntness. ★ Dislikes: Humid weather, unnecessary drama, surprises, liars, malicious intent towards the weak and helpless, makeup, massive parties, loud noises, bright lights, tail being pulled forcefully, and drunken confessions ★ Sexuality: Heterosexual _____________________________________________________________

Characteristics

✿ Gender: Female ✿ Born: Michigan near Gull Lake ✿ Ethnicity: Mixed with German and Irish lineage ✿ Species: Deer Sinner Demon ✿ Formally: Human ✿ Status: Active

Appearance

✦ Overlord Name: The Storm Demon ✦ Eye Color: Turquoise, Bondi Blue, & Viridian ✦ Skin Color: Marian Blue ✦ Blush Color: Indian Red ✦ Hair Colors: Palatinate Blue And Yale Blue ✦ Ear Colors: Electric Blue And Steel Blue ✦ Hair Style: Wavy ✦ Hair Length: 24 Inches Mid Back ✦ Eye Lash Type: Deep Set Eyes ✦ Eye Lashes Length: 13 Inches ✦ Eye Lashes Color: Black ✦ Freckles Color: White ✦ Freckles On: Face, Shoulders, And Tip Of The Ears ✦ Bra Size: 34B ✦ Underwear Size: Medium ✦ Shirt Size: Medium ✦ Preferred Shirt Size: Large ✦ Pants Size: 12 ✦ Weight: 172 lbs ✦ Height: 6′2 ✦ Shoe Size: 11 and a half ✦ Nickname’s: • The Lady Of The Lake, (Rosie) • Doll, Young Lady, Goddess, (Platonic Valentino) • Tempered Ice, A Pain In My Ass, (Vox) • My Alcoholic Buddy, Kid, Partner, (Husk) • My Energetic Bundle Of Joy, Sunflower, Sunshine, (Charlie) • Sweetie, My Organized Twin, (Niffty) • Fae Fawn, My Dear, My Darling, Dearest, My Love, Sweetheart, Little Doe, (Alastor)

Clothing

➤ Casual Outfit:

➥ Hair Style: Down and wavy ✦ White sweatshirt with black kanji written on both of the sleeves saying 自分を決してあきらめない = Never give up on yourself. In the middle of the sweatshirt a black and white silhouette of a rose losing its pedals while in a glass container. Inspired by Beauty And The Beast. ✦ Light blue jeans with a whitish/grayish belt ✦ Dark blue jean jacket with lots of stars embroidered on the flaps and frontal pocket’s ✦ Aegean blue sports bra and boy shorts set no lace ✦ White crew socks ✦ Black leather combat boots with thick laces ✦ A mood ring for the aesthetic ✦ Three club coil bracelets on two on the right arm and one on the left. Ranging from glittery silver, light blue, aqua, dark blue, navy blue etc. ✦ A silver magical heart-shaped locket with Crystal’s initials, written on the front in black cursive handwriting, with a silver chain. Every-time Crystal wants to see someone she misses or is still living out there lives, She can see them through the locket through photographic slides. (Gifted To Crystal From Alastor For Valentines Day)

➤ Work Attire:

➥ Hair Style: In a pony-tail with some of the curls falling on the sides of her face. ✦ White buttoned downed dress shirt ✦ Black leather slacks ✦ Black leather gloves ✦ Black trench coat with red roses with light green vines embroidered over the coats flaps along with dark green thorns embroidered over the cuffs of the sleeves. The backside of the coat towards the middle a green vine with roses are visible ✦ Black ankle socks ✦ Black non-heel dress shoes ✦ Black bra and panties with a little lace ✦ Aesthetically pleasing silver pocket watch with a silver chain. Numbers are written in roman numerals. ✦ Charm bracelet with the following charms: Silver Treble Clef Music Note, Golden Sun, Silver Camera, Bronze Star, and a Silver Owl ✦ A full moon necklace with one side of the pendent being silver and the other half being a midnight blue color, Making a crescent shaped moon followed by a silver chain ✦ A golden ring with a dark green butterfly crowned on top. (Gifted to Crystal from Alastor) ✦ Wooden light browned clipboard with a shiny silver clip and a dark blue tipped pen

➤ Rainy Day:

➥ Hair Style: Down and wavy ✦ Helox yellow rain jacket with a hoodie attached ✦ Black rain pants with big Velcro pockets on the thigh side of the legs ✦ Matching shiny yellow boots ✦ Black knee socks ✦ Pale yellow sports bra with a white outline ✦ Pale yellow boy shorts with a white outline ✦ A sunflower umbrella (Gifted to Crystal from Alastor) ✦ A waterproof digital watch that has white numbers and a black stainless steel strap + black genuine leather

➤ Swimming And The Beach:

➥ Hair Style: Hair up in a very high pony tail ✦ Two piece bathing suit ✦ Top piece is black with soft ruffles in front of it ✦ Bottom piece is black. The top of the bottoms is slightly see through while the further down you get it turns into solid black ✦ Black sunhat with a white bow wrapped around it ✦ Bath towel aquatic with different colors of fish ✦ Big dark blue and clear googles

➤ Sleepy Clothes:

➥ Hair Style: Messy bed head + hair down wavy ✦ Light pastel rainbow socks ✦ No bra and underwear on ✦ Soft light blue pajama pants with a white silhouette deers patterned on them ✦ White tank top with a silhouetted sonic the hedgehog with black bold text above it stating “Snooze, you lose!” ✦ Alternative to the tank top, She has a soft dark blue long sleeved pajama shirt

➤ Tis’ The Season:

➥ Hair Style: Down and wavy ✦ Ms. Clause suit complete fit ✦ Instead of a Santa’s hat she wears dark brown antlers to match her boyfriend’s already present one’s ✦ Black leather choker with ringing yellow bells around it ✦ Along with bracelets on each wrist that are made of black leather with ringing yellow bells ✦ Dark red lace bra and underwear set ✦ Black stockings with black shiny boots

➤ Fancy Soiree:

➥ Hair Style: Low braided bun with a silver hair clip holding it up with dark blue roses ingrained into it ✦ Navy blue and silver ball gown ✦ Back style are crossed straps ✦ Embellishment are Appliques, Backless, Beading, Silver Glitter, Silver Lace, Ruffle, Sequins. ✦ Hemline / Train are Floor-Length / Long ✦ Material is Tulle ✦ Neckline is Off-The-Shoulder ✦ Sleeve is short sleeved ✦ Occasion is for dancing ✦ A silver ring with a moonstone as the head (Gifted to Crystal from Alastor) ✦ A silver chained necklace with a sapphire as the pendent (Gifted to Crystal from Alastor) ✦ Two silver bangle bracelets on each wrist ✦ Navy blue push up bra with a little lace and underwear to match

➤ Social Gathering:

➥ Hair Style: Hunny bun style with a tan hair tie holding it together ✦ Outerwear trench coat masquerade coat (Gifted to Crystal from Alastor For Christmas) ✦ Red on the outside of the coat and black on the inside of the coat ✦ V neck lace shaped with three vertical shiny black buttons down the middle ✦ Black lace cuffs ✦ Black leather boots with vertical silver buttons that go across the boot ✦ Purple / black lace bra and black boy shorts with a purple bow around it ✦ Silver ring with a purple rose diamond as the head (Gifted to Crystal from Alastor) ╔═════ °• ♔ •° ═════╗

Professional Status

➥ Occupation: • Serial killer (formally) • • Lyricist and Playwright • • Overlord • • Social Media Coordinator for the Hazbin Hotel • .•° ✿ °•. .•° ✿ °•. .•° ✿ °•. .•° ✿ °•. .•° ✿ °•. .•° ✿ °•. .•° ✿ °•.

Abilities

✙ Water Creation Black Magic ➡️ She can create anything out of water and ice particles. ✙ Weather Control ➡️ She can control the following; Rain, Snow, Hail, and Mists. She could even pin-point the location of the change in weather. Lastly she can determine how heavy or soft the weather gets. ✙ Tempature ➡️ She can control how hot or cold the liquid in question is. She could easily turn water into ice. If she evaporated the ice quickly it could leave serious burns on the opponent. ✙ Water Teleportation ➡️ Water rushes up from her feet, Covering her whole body till she arrives at her destination. ◤ Limitations: Dehydration. Lack of imagination to create. Lastly her emotions flow like water so if she is not in the right head space she could easily lose control of whatever she casts.

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Family Tree

♡ = Good relationship ❌= Bad relationship

♡ Deceased biological mother to Crystal & Albert; Iris ‘Chrysalis’ Lakewater ♡ Father; Hendrix ‘Quinn’ Lakewater ♡ Younger brother; Albert ‘Coy’ Lakewater ❌ Ex-husband; Jaxon ‘Draco’ White ❌ Deceased Step mother; Eva ‘Cornelia’ Paloma ❌ Deceased Step eldest sister; Eloise ‘Celeste’ Paloma ╰━ ⋅𖥔⋅ ━━✶━━ ⋅𖥔⋅ ━╯ ╰━ ⋅𖥔⋅ ━━✶━━ ⋅𖥔⋅ ━╯ ╰━ ⋅𖥔⋅ ━━✶━━ ⋅𖥔⋅ ━╯

Afterlife Relationships

╰─▸Significant other; Alastor. ╰─▸Friends; Charlie Morningstar, Valentino, Rosie, Husk, And Niffty. ╰─▸Enemies; Vox, Velvet, Mimzy (Rival) And Sir Pentious. ╰─▸Others; Angel Dust, Cherri Bomb, Lucifer, Lilith, And Vaggie. ━━┓ ✠ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ✠ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ✠ ┏━━

Fun Facts

➡️ Crystal’s hands are black that enhance all the way to her elbows. ➡️ Crystal’s nail color is forever black. ➡️ Crystal has PTSD and Insomnia trauma that never fully healed. ➡️ Crystal can speak broken German due to her father being from Germany. ➡️ Crystal has a very loose Irish accent due to her deceased mother being from Ireland. ➡️ Crystal wears glasses for reading even though she doesn’t need to. She claims it’s for the aesthetic when asked. ➡️ Crystal’s favorite alcoholic beverage is an Aperol Spritz. Which Husk is always fully stocked on. ➡️ Crystal’s favorite holiday is Christmas. Crystal is always starry-eyed whenever the holiday is mentioned. Crystal has enough holiday spirit through the entire month of December. Which Charlie is always pleased to see. ➡️ Crystal’s favorite genre of music is Soft Rock. ➡️ Crystal’s least favorite genre is Heavy Metal and Dubstep. Never really got the appeal of such things. ➡️ Crystal’s favorite food is pot roast with potato’s and carrots. ➡️ Crystal’s least favorite food is anything spicy not because it tastes bad but because her mouth physically can’t handle it. Alastor had to learn that the hard way. ➡️ Crystal’s favorite movie is anything Disney. ➡️ Crystal writes poetry about Alastor but doesn’t tell him due to embarrassment. ➡️ Crystal’s favorite song is Landslide by The Chicks. Her mother would sing this song while pregnant with her. It holds a very sentiment place in her dead heart. ➡️ Crystal is not a morning person unlike Alastor. Polar opposites for sure. ➡️ Crystal either sleeps on their stomach or on their side. ➡️ Crystal doesn’t snore or make any noise while sleeping. She is a very quiet sleeper. ➡️ Crystal desperately tries to decorate Alastor’s antlers for Christmas but fails miserably. One day maybe.

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