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kquil · 2 months

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REMUS LUPIN | NOT SO SECRET ADMIRER PRT.3

REQUEST : hii! i jus wanted to know if your remus lupin, “not so secret admirer” was gonna continue with more than two parts? i’m really enjoying the story 😽 ⏤requested by anon

TAGS. : casanova remus makes an appearance ; good news for reader ; date at the three broomsticks ; oversized sweater sharing moment ; remus is a gentleman ; most of the time ; he's so dreamy ; and flirty ; and a tease! ; you're too cute for him ; he thinks you're absolutely precious! ; lowkey idiots in love ; it's finally happening! ; you both have an effect on each other ; making it official hehe~ ; final part~

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Sirius whistles a sharp, short tune and wiggles his brows at Remus, “look over there, Moony~” Sirius sings as he gestures towards you from across the field, “your missus wants you to go over and give her a big ol’ smooch,”

“Shut up, Padfoot,” Remus laughs and playfully hits his best friend on the shoulder as he passes him on his way to you. He doesn’t care much for all the teasing; he’s been counting the days, and now, he’s counting his steps —the closer he gets to you, he starts to run. Remus doesn’t care if he looks stupid or overly eager, not when you’re smiling at him so beautifully; he wants to see you smiling from closer up. Just as he’s a few meters away, he hears you call out to him and his heart threatens to beat out of his chest.

“I got top marks!”

From where they were scattered around at the base of the ancient tree arching over the black lake, the Marauders eye their tall, love struck friend as he runs to you with, suddenly, open arms.

“Looks as happy as a Niffler with all that treasure in his arms,” James laughs as their rambunctious group grins, snickering at the sight before them. Remus shouts in joy, his elation heard from across the field as he picks you up by the waist, only to pull you close moments later for a prolonged embrace. The sight warmed their hearts despite their determination in denying it.

“He should really just kiss ‘er already,” Peter whines, his impatience drawing more snickers from two of his best friends.

“You read my mind, Wormtail,” Sirius laughs, throwing his arm across his ratty friend’s shoulders, “wanna place your bets on when he’ll finally grow the balls to kiss ‘er?” all the boys share a wide grin and start placing their bets, Peter offering his treasured sweets, James, his full allowance for Hogsmeade weekend and Sirius, his recently concocted potion for a devious prank.

“You sound like you’ve run a marathon to get here,” Remus throws his head back slightly, eyes shining with fondness as he lovingly caresses your warm cheek with the back of his hand.

“I—” you take a moment to catch your breath, giggling briefly from your own embarrassment but the warmth ins chestnut-brown eyes calmed you down, “I thought you were in the library,”

Remus’ brows fly to his hairline from surprise as you hide your face in his sweater; a feeble attempt at sheltering away your sheepishness. You had been running about Hogwarts castle for him? The tall brunette doesn’t know whether he should laugh in good humour or kiss you stupid.

The urge to kiss you was undeniable, however. Especially when you were being so adorable, hiding your sweet face in his chest like that. His long arms wrap around you, pressing you further into his warmth and comforting scent. The motion makes you sigh dreamily only to stutter when you feel a soft pair of lips press a kiss to the crown of your head.

“Congratulations…” his soft, deep voice sends a shiver down your spine. The sentiment was whispered with such sincerity, it made you swoon. Only you were allowed to hear his praise and your entire form lifted like a weightless cloud. You felt floaty and light. You want him to praise you more, you want him to kiss you more too. The last time he kissed you was the day before your exam - it was torture waiting for your exam to get marked. But he made the wait worth it, “How about that date? Huh?”

Pulling away, you tilt your chin to peer up at him with a timid flutter of your lashes, “I was promised a butterbeer too…”

The mix of your mischief and undeniable cuteness had Remus’ heart racing a mile a second; he couldn’t help but release the tension in a short laugh, “you can have as many butterbeers as you want!”

Hogsmeade weekend couldn’t come sooner enough. However, as soon as the awaited date had arrived, your excitement was turned into dread. An entire afternoon spent with Remus. You can imagine yourself already making a mess of things and, knowing how clumsy you get when you’re nervous, you’re sure it isn’t long before you’re tripping over air and making a spectacle of yourself.

“Easy there,” Remus coos at you softly when you jump in surprise from his sudden actions, “sorry about that but you were shaking like an autumn leaf, sweetheart,” he flashes you an apologetic smile before his expression melts into adoration at the sight of you in his oversized grandpa sweater, “is that better?”

You manage a timid nod, avoiding his beautiful eyes as you slip your arms into place, adoring the familiar comfort the warmth and smell of his sweater brought you. It was ridiculous. You were being ridiculous. This was Remus; he wouldn’t do anything to make you feel bad or embarrassed just because of a silly mistake. You peek up at him from beneath the cover of your lashes. He’s so tall and handsome and just so… perfect. A gentle giant, topped with messy brown hair, soft eyes and covered in mysterious, faded scars but remains ever kind. This is why you fell for him, why he has such an effect on your heart, why he has such a pull on your entire being. He is safety and comfort and love all moulded into the beautiful gentleman that he is.

With a surge of bravery, you inch closer and closer to your Hogsmeade date’s side until you’re practically pressed into him. Remus smiles at you but tries to hide away his blushing cheeks by keeping his gaze forward as he leads you down the path to the Three Broomsticks. It isn’t until he feels your small, soft hand slip into his much larger one that he finally glances down at you. The two of you meet eyes once more before you’re hiding your embarrassment away by burrowing your face into his bicep.

For the love of Merlin, could you stop being so lovable and precious?! Girls like you were his number one weakness — you were going to kill him at this rate!

“If you keep at this cuteness act, I’ll have no choice but to wrap you up in my arms and run back to the castle so I can have you to myself forever, little dove,”

Was he just playing around or was he being serious?

You look up and stare into his eyes — you couldn’t quite tell…

As promised Remus treated you to as many butterbeers as you wanted, not that you wanted much anyway. Not only that but the butterbeer does a good job of warming you up and you didn’t fancy having to take off Remus’ generously offered sweater so you’ll stick to your second butterbeer for now.

“Are you sure you don’t want anymore? I did make a promise,” Remus urges gently but when you politely shake your head ‘no’ and wrap your arms around yourself to burrow your nose under the stretched out collar of his sweater, he instantly knew your reasoning. You make it so easy to fall in love with you, “Is there something else you’d like then? Maybe a dessert? I don’t feel like I’ve rewarded you enough for a job well done on that test,”

Without a moment’s hesitation, you blurt out, “Being with you is reward enough,”

…did you think he was joking when he told you his intentions on the way here?

“I wasn’t joking, little dove,” he hears you softly hum in curiosity, asking him to elaborate, “I will keep you all to myself if you don’t stop being so adorable,”

“I-I don’t mean to—” he laughs at your flustered state and picks up your hand to kiss your knuckles.

“I. Don’t. Care,” it was a threat but one that was lovingly spoken into your skin as he kept your hand raised to his lips. Your eyes meet his over the bumps and grooves of your knuckles. He was being very sincere.

“…how—“ you hesitate, biting your lip and avoiding his eyes momentarily, “how about a compromise?…” bargaining for your freedom — this wasn’t something you expected the afternoon to turn into. Nevertheless, you’re willing to play along, bearing in mind the serious undertones of your conversation.

“I’m listening,” he hums and he almost sounds like he’s purring; a familiar glint of mischief reflecting in his eyes as he focuses his gaze onto your hand. You watch as he admires the way his fingers interlock with yours, forming an intimate hold where his larger hand appears to devour your smaller one. He looks into your eyes again, a small prompt asking you to continue with the proposal.

“How about we promise to see each other every day at lunch?”

“Not good enough,”

You nibble on your bottom lip and miss Remus’ lingering stare, “breakfast and lunch?”

“Still not good enough,” he’s smiling —no, he’s smirking at you. What happened to your gentle giant?! He’s supposed to be kind and sweet, not a tease! You’re dangerously close to having a heart attack and he’s showing no mercy!

“D-dinner too, then?”

“Your suggestions are not satisfactory,“ his words are that of a professional, “and I’m getting very impatient, my dear,” you’re speechless as he holds up your hand and rolls the long sleeve of his sweater down your arm, exposing your skin where he begins to pepper a light trail of kisses down.

In between your flustered state and racing mind, you don’t know how your panic managed to translate your thoughts so articulately, “How could I possible work out a compromise with you then?!”

“You’re a smart girl, you know what I want,”

“No, I—”

“What I want is what you want…”

His words make you pause. For a moment, you can hear nothing but your racing heart pumping blood past your ears, see nothing but Remus’ smirking lips and piercing brown eyes, feel nothing but his lips on the skin of your arm, taste nothing but the lingering alcohol on your tongue. It takes one big inhale to muster up enough courage, furthered by your earlier two frothing tankards of butterbeer, “be my boyfriend then…” you sound like a shy but demanding, spoiled child. One that Remus would happily pamper to your heart’s content.

“You’ve got yourself a deal, sweetheart,” his kind smile makes your heart race and an elated grin slowly grows on your lips before he’s leaning across the table at lightening speed, your hand still held captive in his, “Lets seal it with a kiss, shall we?”

You expected him to kiss your forehead. But no. No, this kiss was so much better.

He tastes like chocolate and buttery, foaming beer.

A/N : Goodness did this take a long time, im so sorry my darlings! i don’t know why i consistently kept getting writers block when it came to writing this fic. i think it’s partially to do with the fact that i never really intended to continue the original timestamp hehe~ nevertheless, it’s here and i hope you darlings enjoyed the read!

NAVI.

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skin-teeth · 11 months

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____ Hearing You Confess

Ahh.. More cheesy cute romantic things! Thanks for the amount of attention my last post got, wasn't expecting that haha! (Sorry for the reuse of my separators, I dunno if I should be switching them up or not. <:oD)Requests are still open if ya'll wanna send me ideas!

Wally: - "Oh I already knew." - He'd give you a small smooch on your hand - Doesn't hesitate to tell Barnaby, gets a high-five out of it - He never ends up getting out of the honeymoon phase

Howdy: - "C'mon I don't need another Barnaby!" - Realizes you aren't joking and gets flustered - Hoists you up to give you a kiss - Takes the rest of the day off just for you!

Barnaby: - "Me?!" - Tail wagging ensues - Big ol' hug! He holds onto you tightly as if you would leave. - Continues to pet you and ruffle your hair

Eddie: - "Gosh! H-how did that happen?" - Covers his face and tries to hide from you - Has to take a minute to process your words - Takes a deep breath and tells you how he feels the same

Frank: - "..Huh?" - Actually doesn't understand and bombards you with questions - Once he understands they get really excited over it - He hesitantly reaches for your hand and blushes *hard*

Julie: - "Woahh! Really?! Me too!" - Squeals and jumps and absolutely fangirls for you - She falls into your arms and gives you a kiss - Literally has no shame and shouts about you to everyone and anyone

Sally: - "Yes, just like that! Now do it on stage." - She thinks you're acting out a monologue and offers to help you on stage - Once she realizes you mean it she runs off to hand you flowers - She makes you the Romeo in her play just to kiss you in front of everyone

Poppy: - "Aw dear, you're gonna make me blush!" - Really flattered and giggles a lot - Definitely gives you food as a gift when she can - Hums a cute tune for you and holds you close

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blorbologist · 1 year

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'holding your hands above your head as they kiss you' for laudmoore with a big ol smooch for you!!!!

“Give him back!”

“I will,” Ashton snaps, “as soon as he proves he’s not Delilah fucking Briarwood!”

Pâté makes a gods-awful fucking sound, between a caw and a squeak, as Ashton hauls their prize up over their head. Laudna is also torn between two awkward things, here, except those are terrified and fucking furious.

He isn’t really sure how it got to this. There was something - the rat did something, and it didn’t look right, so Ashton grabbed him by the tail and Laudna was scared (by the rat not being a rat? Or by him being… him?) and he’d squeezed Pâté and and Pâté yelped and now they were in this shitfest of his own doing.

Anyways. Ashton has no fucking clue what’s going on, so they’re just going to keep playing keepaway with the horny ratbird until they’re sure it’s just a charming, lovingly-made horny ratbird and not all that and a necromancer too.

“She’s gonna getcha,” Pâté wheezes.

“Sure,” Ashton huffs, backing up. Laudna is many things, more than she’d probably like to be, but she’s not strong. They’ve got this. They won’t let no ghost get her again. “Fuckin’ prove it’s you, you little motherfucker-”

“Give,” says Laudna, storming forward, hair billowing with her advance,

“Him,” she growls, and Ashton realizes they’re pressed to a wall with nowhere to go,

“Back,” she creaks, skin and sinew buckling with bark and meat more moss than it should be -

- and oh, shit. She’s not taller than him, like this, her snarl of an expression forcing him to tilt his chin down to meet it. But she’s long, built of boughs, and so her hands easily press against their wrists. The claws of her fingers curl, tempted to root them there. For all that Ashton is usually an immovable object, they feel their knees threaten to mutiny and buckle.

Oh fuck.

“... Wow,” they say, a little dumbly.

Smooth. Smooth fucking stone, Greymoore. Laudna goes completely still, the hot pits of her eyes glowing sharply. They wonder what that light must do to the glass of their head.

She’s not saying anything, so Ashton tries. Has to work through the rock in their throat. You win, here’s your fucking rat. I knew you had some scary left in you. “That’s - this is - this is actually really doing it for me. Honestly.” Not that!

“Is it?” Laudna wonders, tilting.

Shit. She could kiss them.

She could, and it would make sense. Like autumn leaves alight on a gravel road. Or lichen eating slowly at stone. Roots prying a mountain apart. Something fermenting in old catacombs.

Or none of these fucking metaphors and something more violent than what trees can conceive of, something they want.

He’d lean in, if he could. But rocks don’t lean, they fall (he falls), and though Ashton’s the one pinned by his fucking wrists (holy shit) he doesn’t want to crush her or drop his heart on her toes.

So. He just stands there, dumbly, jaw going slack, as Laudna looks. Not into their head, or their gold seams, but their eyes. Looks at Ashton. Which is worse, maybe, or better? They don’t know. It’s scary, knowing something’s growing on you. She’s growing on them, close enough Ashton can almost taste-

Pâté uses what air he has to whistle. “Wew!” he chortles. “Not that I'm not enjoying the show-”

Ashton drops the rat.

Mildly spicy prompt game! Ft. ships I want to write more of <3

#ask game #laudmoore #laudna x ashton #laudna cr #ashton greymoore #campaign 3 #my writing #critical role #critical role fic #cr fanfic #this! got into mildly monsterfucky territory NKRJTNKTNRHN IT JUST HAPPENED OK

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cadoodledoodleydoo · 3 months

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I'm a wreck. I'm a wreck. I'm a wreck. I know for sure she's gonna catch that damned squirrel as soon as her little fuzzy legs hit those fluffy clouds!!!!!!! ₊˚ෆ₊˚ෆ₊˚ෆ₊ To 16 years of nap cuddles and peanut butter spoons and herding us into corners while playing fetch and that disgusting sound your tennis ball made when you squeezed it between your teeth and how you'd get the zoomies right after every single bath and we'd have to block you from jumping onto the couch while you were still soaked. Hecc remember the time my dad left his breakfast out on the table to go swap the laundry and you hauled your tiny little furry bread loaf butt up onto his chair and ate all 3 sausages, 2 pancakes, and the scrambled eggs by the time he got back? Cause I do, and i'll never forget it. Thank you for all of the joy you so selflessly gave to me even though my dad was your favorite human in the whole world. Gonna miss you so much Mistletoe Tickle Me Pink, love you lots. Give Casey a big ole smooch for me!!! ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

#cadoodle #cadoodles #digital art #vent art #pet art #corgi #personal art #rip missy #this is gonna be the end of me hecc #rip

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cup1dvalenl1na · 10 months

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Do you think you can do Tsubaki x male reader please? She is my favorite character who’s been through a lot and she deserves the world.

She does deserve the world and it pains me that no one talks about her 😢

Honestly one of the best people you could date in Soul Eater

She so bby fr

She's incredibly kind and caring, although sometimes she has trouble voicing her opinions to other people. She's gotten better over the years, but you may need to remind her to take care of herself as well

She's more focused on other people's needs rather than her own, which is so sad because she deserves the world honestly.

If you reciprocate her actions (making food for her, offering to help her, etc.) I feel like she would say that you don't have to do those things for her, (because at first she doesn't think she deserves it.)

But if you help her and do these things for her anyway she would tear up a little and thank you. Giving u a big ol hug and a smooch on ur cheek (remember when black star was asking if she was okay after she fought her brother and she was tryna keep a straight face saying she was fine..THAT EPISODE WAS SO SADD NOO)

So you guys help each other out a lot, you guys have each other's backs no matter what.

So, this is gonna be a little awkward to write. But remember when she turned out to be the most pervy one in the group..(crying rn)

Def makes subtle moves on you, but shys away if you look at her (ex: brushing a hand on your thigh, as soon as you look at her she jolts and takes her hand back)

Loves holding your hand, everytime you guys go out on a date or just whatever normal hangout she offers to hold your hand, her hands are so soft bro like WHAT

Depending on your height, (because she's like,, 5'7 I'm pretty sure) she would smooch you on different places. If you were shorter she'd smooch your forehead, same height she'd smooch your cheek, taller she'd just bring you down and kiss your lips (ME FIRST!!I VOLUNTEER!)

She insists on cooking and stuff for you, it's how she shows that she cares for you. If you ever forget to bring your own lunch she fuckin beings out a second bento box out of nowhere saying that she had prepared one for you.

She worries about you sometimes but she knows you can take care of yourself, so she would try not to overwhelm you with her thoughts.

She still has thoughts of her older brother, remembering that he thought that Tsubaki looked down on him because she was nice and didn't voice her opinions. She doesn't want that to happen to you, so she tries to voice her opinions more to you and tries her best not to worry over you too much.

She's so bby I just wanna smooch her all over and hug her and break her neck and eat her and

#tsubaki nakatsukasa #tsubaki x reader #soul eater #soul eater x reader #tsubaki nakatsukasa x reader #soul eater headcanons

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pascalpvnk · 8 months

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can you post a lil snippet of what you’re writing?

Hi nonnie, you got it! It’s been a while since I’ve written so I’m a little rusty :’)

(bartender!joel x afab!reader)

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Joel’s mind was preoccupied before he had seen you the first time, filled with important nonsense that about drove him up the wall.

Gotta make the next schedule. What time is that birthday party Sarah wants to go to? Wonder if Tommy will be willing to take her. No, he’s working on a job site out of town. I need to find someone to cover some of my shift so I can take her. Gotta pay the rent for this month. Can’t keep running the bar if it’s gonna be slow like this and that bastard won’t cough up his half of it. God dammit.

“Welcome in, what can I get for ya?” The southern man drawled absentmindedly, tossing a rag over his broad shoulder. The moment his eyes caught yours, his worries washed away. He was only interested in you and your big, beautiful eyes and stained red lips.

“Whiskey on the rocks. Make it a double please,” you practically sang to him…or at least it sounded like music to his ears. Your ID slipped out of your billfold with ease, and you slid it across the bar as you took a seat. Joel examined the horizontally wide piece of plastic, deciding it was real, especially for a lady ordering a whiskey. A lady from New York, no less.

Joel took in your features for a moment, noticing the difference in your attire and even your accent compared to the other bar patrons. He repeated your name over and over in his head, wanting to know how it felt on his tongue. To say he was intrigued would be the understatement of the year.

“You got it, sweetheart,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. He poured a generous portion of whiskey into a cut crystal glass and added several cubes of ice, then slid it over to her with a smile. He leaned forward to rest his arms on the bar, eyes lingering on your curves. "So, what brings you in here tonight?"

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I’d love to hear your thoughts please. I’m over 2k words deep and I don’t want it to be for nothing 😭 and I’ll give u a big ol’ smooch if u reblog ily <3

#I’m gonna go play the sims now #my writing #😥#fic: you and I #joel miller #bartender!joel #the last of us #pedro pascal #loml

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specialmoogakii · 2 years

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The lil oneshot of early midnight be like:

Warning:grammatical errors

You were just trying to eat your lunch in complete peace before Vanessa came to say that monty destroyed another charging station due to his impatient attitude. You missed a lot of lunch times just because Vanessa wasn't able to handle monty; everytime you tried to teach Vanessa,she come up with the excuse "the animatronics prefer you then her" which,not gonna lie, she wasn't lying.

You did notice a few of things that the animatronics use to do only when you're around,especially Freddy, the most iconic of the brand. Freddy always follow you around like a lost puppy,tries to let you join in the kids game to let you have fun,constant compliments and the list goes on. Heck,all your coworkers call you "The Fazstar" or something. You had the impression they were mocking you but you let it slide,you didn't want to ruin your day even more.

Anyway,you're able to eat your sandwich and enjoy these 10 minute of pure relaxation,finally away from the chaotic life outside of the breakroom. That what you thought you would experience but no. Because you hear heavy footsteps coming closer to the door. "

"Goddamn it,please don't be an emergency" you sigh mentally,preparing to her whatever freddy want to say,you knew it was him. He's the only one who got that weird feature anyway.

Freddy open the door and immediately smile at you,waving really happily at you as usual. You waves back in confusion and continue to eat your sandwich,waiting for him to spit out whatever emergency he was assigned to tell you.

But it never happen.

The only thing that broke the silence was you eating the sandwich loudly and the freddy's footstep getting close to you. You gulp a little scared,this situasion was making you nervous even if it was freddy involved.

"U-Uh,freddy?" You says catching Freddy attention even more. He was ready to listen to you. "Do you have an reason to be here,buddy? Cause,you're breaking a rule. You're not suppose to be here" You questioned to freddy, not wanting him to get in trouble just for visiting you. The breakroom was reversed only for employees and if one animatronic enter here.. well you don't know what happen but you don't want to find out.

"No,i actually don't" freddy answered with an nonchalant attitude,only to be soon replaced with those big ol eyes full of love. He kneel down and put his chin on the table, caressing his face close to your free hand.

"I just miss you,superstar" This animatronic has the audacity to hit you in the heart at your lunchtime. You awe and pat him,gladly accepting his request of a headpat, even though its been 2 minute since you last saw him. Freddy being clingy is adorable yet weird for a bear. They should had make him a dog.

"Awe buddy, not you trying to hit my heart so i would forget you broke the rule" you boop his nose to knock him out of his lovedovey state,he look at you with a smile,absolutely unapologetic. Freddy doesn't break many rules,this is the first rule he broke actually.

"Im sorry for that rule i broke" freddy says still smiling,obviously not caring a bit about the little silly rule. "I just wanted some time alone with you,superstar. You're so special to me" freddy get up to give you a kiss on the forehead making your heart melt and probably your sandwich too.

You laugh at him and tries to continue eating the sandwich. Freddy must have take this as a challenge and start smooching you,probably believing the sandwich was more interesting then him.

"fr-freddy! Oh my lord! If its not Vanessa,its you to interrupt me on my lunchbreak!" You tried to say and free yourself from the Faztrap,putting the sandwich down so it doesn't end on the floor.

"Hanging out with gregory was a bad influence on you,huh-" You giggles while Freddy continues to smooching you and showing you all the affection in the world. Until-

"oh my god! Freddy! You're not suppose to be here"

Here's Vanessa. Ruining the moment once again.

#five nights at freddy's security breach #five nights at freddy's #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach x reader #fnaf security breach #glamrock freddy x reader #fnaf glamrock freddy #fnaf x reader #fnaf freddy #oneshot #fnaf oneshot

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bi-lil-guy · 1 year

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Ngl Fuck Canon

Here's Some Assorted Multifandom(Resident Evil, Malignant, And Reanimator) Character Headcanons That Are Super Self Indulgent And Inherently Queer(/lh /g):

Albert Wesker And Herbert West Hate Being Kissed On The Mouth In A Romantic And/Or Platonic Context.

Albert Wesker's Preferred Romantic/Platonic Smooches Are Forehead, Wrist, Neck, Knuckles, Shoulders, And mAyBe The Cheek But Only In Passing (Like "I'm Headed Out The Door" Type Beat).

Tbh I Can't Imagine Herbert Enjoying Being Kissed As Platonic Or Romantic Affection At All.

Mf Is Probably So Inconsistent With His Preferred Physical Affection Overall Y'all Gonna Have To Work Out A System Or Just Let Him Come To You.

The Only Kisses This Mf Gives Are The Grabbing You By The Sides Of The Face And Giving You A Big Ol Smooch In That "Eurika! Brain Moment!" Way Scientists Do In Old Movies When You Point Out Some Small Detail They Missed That Ties Everything Together.

Speaking Of Wesker And West I 100% Headcanon Them As Being AroAce Spec (Herb Is Graysexual With High Lib And Leans Towards Alterous Attraction Overall. I'll Die On This Hill).

But I Also Think They Themselves Would Vibe More With Staying Unlabelled And Just Saying What They Do And Don't Experience.

Herb Has Jumped Onto His Partner At Least Once.

Wesker Will Stop You By The Face On Impulse If It Doesn't Want You Too Close.

Gabriel May Would/Has Slowly Pushed A Glass Of The Counter While Making Direct Eye Contact.

West And Gabe Bite As A Show Of Affection.

Gabriel May Cried At The "Loca: The Pug That Couldn't Run" Video. (Same Tho)

Leon Kennedy Always Fibds A Way To Wrap His Mf Legs Around You During Cuddles.

LEON AND GABRIEL BOTH COCK THEIR HEADS IN CONFUSION I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL.

I Think Gabriel Would Like Doberman Dogs. I Feel Like They'd Get Along.

Madison Mitchell Is Birom Asexual (Also Yes Ik She Had Sex To Try To Have A Kid In The Movie. Still Think She's Ace. I Will Die On This Hill Istg).

Tbh I Think Alex Wesker Is Just So Fuckin Bi. (Tbh I Could See Her Being Bisexual And Aromantic Or Bisexual And Demi Romantic).

Also Idk If I Headcanon Her As Intersex Or A Trans Woman But I Could Reasonably See Her As Either. Either Way I Think She Uses She/Her Pronouns Overall.

Gabriel May Has Brought His Knife On A Date At Least Once Just Cuz He Forgot He Was Holding It.

Herbert West Has Lost His Glasses On His Head.

Albert Wesker Has Also Done This But He Just Put On Another Pair Out Of Habit And Was Just Wearing Double Glasses Till He Eventually Figured It Out/Was Told.

And Finally Every Character Here Likes Getting Their Hair Stroked Affectionately During Cuddle Time

#albert wesker #gabriel may #malignant #resident evil #alex wesker #reanimator 1985 #leon kennedy #Headcanons Ig #I Still Don't Know How To Tag Things #madison mitchell

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justdealingwithsomeissues · 2 years

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A whole lot happens over two pages... first, we learn it was actually Charles who called out to Deathbird and got her to help... she gives Charley a big ol’ smooch for it, and also abdicates the throne for reals...before peacing out... then we see Sean is finally gonna do something about who Moira has gone of the rails.... and when Xavier checks Ororo’s mind about it he realizes its his old friend Farouk up to no good again... so him and the whole team blip out back to earth, leaving his now Emperor girlfriend to kinda clean up the mess... and all of this happens like, over 2 minutes...

#Marvel #Uncanny X Men #Charles Xavier #Cal'syee Neramani ~ Deathbird #Lilandra Neramani #Ororo Munroe ~ Storm #Sean Cassidy ~ Banshee #Jubilation Lee ~ Jubilee #Logan ~ Wolverine #Elizabeth Braddock ~ Psylocke #Remy LeBeau ~ Gambit #Lila Cheney

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monmuses · 1 year

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Y'know what? Nimue's gonna be a menace and casually give BJ a big ol' smooch. Why? No reason. She just felt like doing that. Doesn't even say why. This is what you get.

UNPROMPTED ASKS - Always Accepting!

He didn’t expect that big smooch on his cheek, eyes immediately flaring up with heart-shaped pupils. Did he get an idea? Yes, he did. And what was he going to do? Return the favor and pull her into a hug while hitting her with many, many wet and slobbery kisses all over her face.

He was a sensitive puppydog that was an absolute bastard for many reasons, but he had room to be a little affectionate. Everybody got hugs and kisses, but he gave them in THE most dramatic ways possible.

#nurturing-starlight #✨{𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔢𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡; (𝔞𝔰𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡)#✨{𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔭𝔱; (𝔦𝔫-𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯)#✨{𝔦'𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔟𝔞𝔟𝔢!; (𝔟𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔤𝔢𝔲𝔰𝔢 / 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔧𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔢)#✨{𝔦'𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔡𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢; (𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔱𝔩𝔢𝔧𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔢 & 𝔫𝔦𝔪𝔲𝔢)

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Medicine and Repair for Fallout OC asks? :)

Oh jeez!! Thanks so much for the ask! I was definitely not expecting any interaction when I reblogged that 😂

I do have a good number of OCs tho so I'm just gonna cut it down to my POV characters

Medicine

16. How does your character tolerate pain? How do they handle stress and trauma?

Bentley can handle pain just fine. They can handle stress just fine. Trauma? Nah bruh, they need an emotional support dog and two husbands to get through that shit.

Asher is a dramatic baby because they know Danse will absolutely drop everything to nurse them, even though pain really doesn't bother them. They can handle stress just fine... Until Danse is involved. And they understand the concept that they've gone through traumatic events, but it barely registers with them. Tho they really need some therapy if I'm being real.

Richard handles stress and pain beautifully. He is epically and legendarily bad at handling trauma. His inability to handle trauma is literally the entire reason that Nuclear Family even happened 😂

Gin's pain tolerance is variable, but no matter what she tends to be dramatic about her pain. Handles stress like a goddamn champ- she thinks. Ask her brother and he'll say otherwise. Trauma? She can handle it, she's just gonna be dramatic about it first

17. Does your character have any habits? Any tics, fixations, rituals, superstitions, or dependencies?

I wasn't gonna include Bentley until I saw ✨dependencies✨. Yeah they're dependent on the emotional support from MacCready and Hancock (even when they were only platonic) to help them function in this new strange world. Other than that? They may or may not go to wine to help distract themself.

Idk if fixation is meant as hyperfixation, but you put Asher anywhere near a scrap pile and their inner Scav will pop out. They definitely got in trouble for disappearing into junkyards while on mission and reappearing two hours later covered in gunk with an apron filled with goodies.

Richard has a habit? Tic? Ritual? Of tracing the constellations at night if he's on the road now.

Gin's a smoker. 'Nough said.

18. What's something that always makes your character feel better (physically, emotionally, mentally)?

Hugs always make Bentley feel better. Especially from Duncan. Baby hugs just bring them peace.

Asher always feels better after a smooch. Lil Danse smooch.

Richard is where the Fancy Lad Cakes quirk comes from. You give him a box of those and he will solidly forget anything was wrong as long as those snack cakes last.

You'd think Gin's answers would be a cigarette. But actually it's running. Specifically from X. It's like a fun little game of chase that gives her something else to focus on, and when he catches her she's up high.

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22. What is your character's single most handy trait or skill?

Because Bentley is such an emotional and traumatized person, they're easily underestimated. They figured out early that because they seem so frail, people let their guard down when going after them.

I mentioned this early on in NF, but Danse credits Asher for his continued survival. Anything they upgrade becomes a fuckin legendary item. BOS folks like up to beg them to Midas Touch their shit.

Richard didn't become a Captain over nothing. He's a strategist. He's a big ol' himbo, but when it comes to tackling dungeons hideouts, there's nobody better to have with you.

Gin is a fucking deadeye with any manual or semi-automatic firearm. Good to have if you're running low on rangers, can nail a ragstag through the eye at ranges that would put MacCready to shame.

23. How concerned is your character with practicality? Are they more down-to-earth, grounded, or focused on necessity, or are they more of a dreamer, indulgent, or reckless?

Bentley is very down to earth. They have anxious tendencies but most of their concerns dig them further down than into the clouds.

Asher's so fucking indulgent and reckless. They sneak away from their tanks and stalk strangers across a strange area for a wellness check for fucks sake.

Richard's very focused on necessity, though he's very much a dreamer if he has even the faintest reason to be romantic.

Gin's like Asher. Girl hopped out of a hiding to antagonize a bunch of raiders and then almost toppled off a cliff until X intervened.

24. How quick is your character to forgive? Are they able to earn forgiveness from others easily?

Bentley's very quick to forgive most people, and even faster to earn forgiveness.

Asher is a very spiteful creature. There's a small handful of people who they don't hold grudges with as a rule. Everyone else the will hold a grudge to their grave. This tends to go in both directions.

Richard forgives easy... Earning it tends to be harder tho.

Gin is the opposite of Asher. Forgives easily for most, but if you're in that one percent it's fuckin grudge city. But people tend to forgive her easier because she's got chronic baby face and people assume she's a tweenager.

If anyone saw this and finds any of these characters interesting...

Bentley is my Sole Survivor and the main character of Lost in the Commonwealth.

Asher, Richard, and Gin are from Nuclear Family. Asher is a Scav turned BOS Proctor. Richard is an army hero turned BOS Knight/Minuteman. And Gin is a lawyer turned Railroad Heavy.

#ask games #fallout 4 #fallout oc #fallout 4 oc #bentley price pt #nuclear family au #i love them all dearly #i had to leave out Kara and Carlene and Ronnie ad well as my Lone Wanderer charscter #but these four are currently the main attraction

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oh yes i VERYYYY much liked it

i sparked that absolute perfection ???? impossible. your amazing brain did 😏 (this emoji makes me lol)

no you literally write him so well bc it’s so accurate and so hot

it def sucks. and pretty much all the other creators on here have said they also don’t like it 😭. so idk why ppl still do it but whatevs

also gonna answer your other ask in here bc it’s easier for you ^_^

omg are you kidding ?? :(( ofc you’re special enough to miss !! how could i not miss you sweetheart :((

sounds good :)) i’m the same way but i’ll def lyk if not :))

that’s so sweet and sounds so fun :((. i love it. what did you think of the new movie ??

makes totallllll sense. that happens a lot in my family too. it’s rly annoying bc somehow everyone’s problems turn onto me every single time ??? thanks guys! LOL

omg i didn’t even know he was doing a lore stream ??? lmk what happens bc idk if i’ll have time to watch it and ghostbur ??? that’s crazy ???

omfg ur too fkn nice 🤭🤭🤭 i literally love u sm u have no idea how much i wanna just give you a big ol smooch

and yeah, i really just don't understand why they do it in the first place ya'know? like it just loses it's specialness when you see it written about over and over again, even if it's by different writers

how have i become so blessed to have you in my life? ur too good for me I swear ✋😔

omfg i totally get that and i hate it, i usually try to keep my brother out of it tho, but it was kinda hard to yesterday since the issue sorta revolved around him (not that he was being bad or whatever but like he was just sort of unfortunately stuck in the middle, but i luckily managed to shift the focus off of him

lore spoilers below for people who haven't seen wilbur's stream yet

well he finally talks to niki, he bakes a cake using the recipe from when she taught him how to bake a cake, they talk, she forgives him, but ofc won't forget what he did to her, and then he asks her to do a good deed with him, connor shows up, he joins them, wilbur brings out friend and wants to send him to hell to reunite him with ghostbur, they use connor to summon god by having him use an x-ray mod since it's against the server's rules, DreamXD shows up and they convince him to make it so friend only has one life, that way they can kill him and send him to ghostbur, but XD wants to kill connor too, so he fucking kills connor and dips, then wilbur and niki kill friend and apparently connor leads friend to ghostbur in hell

#g <3

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meldy-arts · 4 years

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Okay so when they gonna meet.

#He'd still be so in love #Jack #13th Doctor #Thirteenth Doctor #Doctor Who #Dw #Captain Jack harkness #This isn't exactly shippy #BUT JACK LOVES HER MKAY #He's gonna give her a big ol smooch #Well he BETTER #myart #sketchyart #I love them sm #I keep trying to find better ways to draw the Doc #i LIke this one

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finerllines · 2 years

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you in my jersey [football!harry]

a/n: hiya this is a little check in with football!harry, i love their dynamic so if you have any ideas for them please lmk!! (based on this au)

summary: they both want her to wear his jersey, so why hasn't he given her a jersey

wc: 900

tw: none just fluff

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Harry knows that something is bothering y/n. He intended to give her space and let her come to him when she is ready to talk, but her constant fidgeting and little sighs are starting to concern him. When they were just friends, he would force himself to mind his own business and not overstep boundaries. But now that he is officially her boyfriend, it is much harder to suppress the urge to wrap her in his arms and squeeze her until she felt better.

“Love, what’s wrong?”

“Hm?” she hums, not looking up from her screen, “Nothing’s wrong Harry.”

“Can you look at me please?” he tries again.

She timidly looks up to see him wearing a small frown, which immediately tugs at her heart. Her mouth opens and closes a few times as she tries to formulate words. Harry places his hand on her thigh, slowly moving his thumb back and forth to try and soothe her.

When she finally finds her nerve, she squeaks out, “Why don’t you want me to wear your jersey?”

He freezes, caught off guard. “Wha – what do you mean?”

She huffs. “The girls told me that because I’m your girlfriend I’m supposed to wear your jersey to your matches now but I’m going to a match tomorrow, but you haven’t given me anything to wear. So, now I don’t know what to do because the girls tell me that it means that we are not official yet but I already told everyone you are my boyfriend and if you haven’t told your friends it’s fine but I was just - ”

“Hey, hey, hey, slow down love.” He clasps her hands and presses little kisses on each of her fingers. “First of all, I have told all my friends that you are my girlfriend, and in case you forgot they barged in on us making out in my room last week, so they got the message loud and clear. Second, I wasn’t sure if you wanted to wear my jersey. You didn’t want to sit with my mum in the players seating area that time, so I thought maybe you don’t want all the attention of being associated with me.”

“Harry, of course I want to be associated with you, I basically cling onto you everywhere we go. I was just scared to meet your mum because I didn’t want her to think that we were dating and make you uncomfortable because I thought you didn’t like me then.”

“Does that mean you’ll want to meet my mum now? Ya know, because we’re boyfriend and girlfriend,” he says with a teasing lilt, loving the way y/n still shyly grins to herself every time he refers to her as his girlfriend.

“Why don’t we start with me wearing your jersey to your game. Then we can send a picture to your mum of us being all matchy.”

“Yeah? Mum’s gonna love the picture. She loves when I send her pictures of you, always tells me how beautiful you are.”

Harry tips his head towards hers to press their noses together and gazes at her intensely. When he successfully flusters her, he softly chuckles and kisses her nose, muttering “sweet thing” under his breath.

“If I wear your jersey you better score, if not everyone will know I am supporting a loser,” she shot back. Harry pulls away and gasps in mock offence, pinching her waist, causing her to squirm and giggle under his hold.

“Oi, s’not very nice to call your boyfriend a loser. You’re supposed to cuddle me and give me smooches when I lose.”

“As if I don’t give you cuddles and smooches all the time you big ole baby. I spoil you if anything.”

She quickly pinches his nipples, causing him to yelp and cross his arms over his chest. When y/n tries to sneak past his arms to pinch him again, he curls into fetal position on the floor.

“I take it back, I don’t want a bully to wear my jersey. My girlfriend is such a meanie.”

y/n bursts into a fit of giggles and lies stomach down on top of Harry, planting loud, sloppy kisses on his cheek. As hard as he tries, Harry can’t stop his fake pout from turning into a satisfied grin. He subtly tilts his cheek upwards to give her more space to kiss, basically purring when she gets the hint.

With one last peck on the edge of his jaw, y/n says lowly into Harry’s ear, “Try not to get too distracted when you see how hot I look with your name on my back.”

Harry’s mouth drops open and his cheeks flush. He was not expecting y/n to say something so bold.

“Now, that was mean. How am I supposed to focus tomorrow? How am I supposed to think about anything else?”

Satisfied with the reaction she got out of him, she sits up and pats his chest twice. “C’mon, you got work to do buddy.” She opens her laptop and starts working as if nothing had happened.

“Don’t call me buddy,” Harry grumbles under his breath but goes back to his laptop nonetheless.

They resume working in silence until it’s time to go for dinner. Just before they leave her flat, y/n gives him a quick hug and says, “Sorry for teasing you just now, I’m really excited to wear your jersey tomorrow.”

A comforting warmth spread throughout Harry’s chest and he couldn’t help but feel so lucky that she is finally his.

#harry styles x reader #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot #harry styles fanfic #harry styles blurb #footballer!harry #writing

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theveryworstthing · 3 years

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So over on patreon Trevor asked for my take on the Addams Family and I grew up LOVING the Addams family movies so here we are. Instead of doing a straight up style interpretation, I decided to do a full on design challenge, using the characters as bases to make a black southern gothic Addams au. I actually drew the kids first, using the character bases of Wednesday and Pugsley to create some delightful kiddos I'm calling Sunday and Blanche. I of course then redesigned Gomez and Morticia into Carlisle and Mortesha.

The Addams have a very specific high aristocratic goth aesthetic (they've got a butler and nobody really works among other things) so in this re-imagining I wanted to go with vibes that run a little more middle class/upper middle class. I thought it would be interesting to think about what would be considered weird and off-putting in an entirely different culture, and how being a big ol' goth is way less controversial than it used to be.

I tried to keep this short (HAHAHAHAHAHA) so I didn't spin off into an essay about villain coded families, black people in the horror genre, and normalcy as it pertains to social survival, but just...bits of that are in these designs and lore. Keep that in mind.

Also I made the kids twins because they've flip flopped in age so much in different media and also twins run in my family (i'm the daughter of one). And let's face it, I'm pulling a lot of their southern gothic traits from living as a southern goth so *shrug*.

10 thousand pounds of lore incoming loooooooooool.

The Parents

From the moment he saw her he knew that there was a 50/50 chance of him either never making it out of that swamp alive or marrying the figure that was creeping out from under the distant willow tree in a black cocktail dress. The third time she found him trussed up in one of her traps, he complimented her rope work and asked if she'd like to go out sometime after his head wound stopped bleeding.

Or while it was still bleeding.

If she was into that.

Some kids and a mysteriously burnt down Piggly Wiggly later, their love is still as strong and inescapable as a bear trap in a sink hole.

Carlisle Guillermo (now Addams through marriage but I wanted to give him two first names for a name since Gomez has two last names) makes a vaguely described living practicing ‘law’ around town. A loophole king, people come to him from miles around with contracts signed in blood, fights over chunks of hair buried in their rivals’ yard, dehydrated primate hands, memories that seemed like dreams until the evidence of their happenings became too real, and other regular Legal Items asking for counsel which he is all too happy to give. For a price. Sometimes that price is a homemade pie and sometimes it’s a million dollars, depends on who you are. Whatever you’re asked to pay it’s worth that price, and if you try to scam him out of work or he just plain doesn’t like you? Well. He knows how to twist a contract better than anything at the crossroads.

And he always gets his due.

He doesn’t just serve the local (living)humans though, there are many things that need proper legal representation in this day and age. You wouldn’t believe how many city councils try to build on sacred burial grounds even after he lets them know that his ghostly clients are totally gonna haunt the FUCK out of the ensuing shitty condos and curse their families for all eternity. At least 50% of his energy goes towards dealing with real estate bullshit.

Carl is an excitable and good natured(?) man who loves his family, cigars, dancing, and his many knife-based hobbies. People find him very charming once they get past the feeling that they’re talking to a sultry gator badly disguising itself as a human. I didn’t put a ton of deep thought into designing him, mostly I wanted to make a middle aged dude who looked like he would have been voted ‘most likely to smooch the literal devil’ in high school. Tbh he probably has, but no demonic ex’s can compare to his lovely wife~

Mortesha Addams(her name was already perfect so I just tweaked it)is a woman of many talents. A self proclaimed homemaker, she prides herself on a greenhouse full of Concerning Foliage, a beautiful wasp apiary, and a coop full of what are probably chickens that she keeps for what are probably eggs. She’s also an avid creator of the outsider art that can be seen around the estate. She has taken on the family business of selling her homemade goods in a little stall by the road just outside the swamp with her mom, and makes pretty good money doing so. A surprising amount of poison gets bought in quaint southern towns.

Speaking of poison, people who come out to the edge of the swamp to buy it are usually carrying a lot of secrets around, and Mortesha knows most of them. It’s not like she pries the truth out of people, it just so happens that many nervous hellos eventually turn into the tragic backstory power hour if she’s alone with a client for long enough. She supposes that’s just how people are. Despite the fact that the Addams are very active in the community (whether the community likes it or not) she especially, as a direct descendant of the first Addams matriarch, is seen as…Well not an outsider because the community feels A Certain Way about outsiders and despite it all the Addams are their people, but maybe something like an exception. They feel like whatever weirdness they’re hiding can’t be weirder than any given Addams, so they get a little loose with their words.

This is amusing to her, since Addams’ don’t naturally keep the kind dramatic secrets that their surface level prim and proper neighbors do. It’s much more fun to openly talk about those things.

Do they have a sadly decrepit yet terrifying grandma up in the attic? Yeah, like three. They got a tv, all the creepy porcelain dolls they could want, and they’re close to family. Where do you keep your gram-grams?

Any bodies buried on the property? Yeah some, but most are thrown to the gators.

Any creeping through the balmy summer night with ill intentions? Yeah dude, everyone loves a nice family stroll.

What about dangerous forbidden love? If an adult Addams isn’t incorporeal then they’re either queer or in a torrid romance with some person/thing mysteriously drawn to that awful swamp. Sometimes both at the same time. Most times actually.

Mortesha would know.

The current head of the Addams family is just as outgoing as her husband but a lot quieter and harder to read. She never really seems to get mad about much and always has a genteel smile for everyone whether they deserve it or not. A seven foot tall human shaped “Oh, bless your heart”. A perfectly composed Lady even when she’s, oh I dunno, burning down a Piggly Wiggly. You know. A regular southern mom. Chat her up at the hair salon for 50% off a jar of wasp honey with your next purchase of a mysterious but foreboding packet of herbs.

Designing her was pretty easy because I just drew a lankier Grace Jones and called it a day. I had some problems with her outfit simply because if we were going HARD southern gothic then she’d probably be wearing a white/cream dress with a fuller skirt but I thought keeping the silhouette and the black was more important. She’s supposed to be an anti southern gothic southern gothic character anyway. A woman who looks like she has a million secrets who is actually the most open person you could meet. For better or worse. The red hair came from a coloring error that I really ended up liking (my mom had red hair her whole childhood that only darkened up in high school so I can buy that an Addams can be naturally fire engine red) and the veil was to get more of that classic Morticia silhouette in there.

The Children

Sunday and Blanche are the twin children of Carlisle and Mortesha Addams. Some say the Addams clan got their cursed homestead when a wealthy local businessman made a deal with the devil and lost, leaving his grand mansion to his least favorite maid and cutting his losses once he realized that the swamp would do everything it could to drag the house into the water and take what was owed with its horrible curse. Others say that the family has just always squatted there and no one really cares because man, fuck that particular swamp. Have you been in there? Absolute horror show.

Anyway.

Blanche is the more outgoing sibling and quite the engineer/mad scientist in the making. He started going grey at 2 weeks old but considering he was also rocking some extra fingers, toes, and a tiny tail (he takes after his dad), his parents just put it on the 'not life threatening' pile and decided not to worry about it. He's the kind of smart that teachers find utterly infuriating, less a dog eagerly learning and obeying commands and more a hyena who keeps teaching itself how to pick locks. He has a few friends in his school's robotics club (which they honestly allowed him to make so the school could contain his... creations) but mostly hangs out with his sister exploring the swamp. They find all sorts of neat things in there! wedding rings, suspiciously lumpy garbage bags, cloaked cultists who can't read private property signs, it's an adventure every day!

Blanche is all about experimentation with his creations, his look, and his tether to this mortal coil. Is lipstick a cool thing to try? Let's find out. Can he get out of a strait jacket fast enough after being pushed into the depths of the swamp by his sister? let's find out. He's not dead yet and confused local doctors can attest to the fact that he's rarely attained more than a bad bruise so he's pretty set on continuing to kiss rattlesnakes on their cute little heads and have his sister practice her knife throwing at him until that fact changes.

Blanche is very much a country goth. Cowboy boots (customized by his mom), knife, and lighter are daily accessories. He likes to wear the crusty swamp jewelry they find (the rust adds a splash of color!) and despite appearances he does try to keep himself neat. He's just got natural Grunge Colors and a tendency to wear clothes he likes until they fall apart. Pugsley always seemed the most modernly styled to me (which might just be because little boys clothes have been the same for a long time) so I wanted Blanche to be the most purposely fashionable Addams. Everyone else is goth by nature, but he's the only one truly familiar with goth as an alternative fashion.

I got really into designing Blanche because honestly, I find Pugsley to be the most boring member of the family. And he was hard to design! I had to mess with his vibe a lot to get him looking how I wanted. I know he's supposed to evoke an " 'evil' little boy next door who's parents never reign him in", but that's just goth Dennis The Menace. I's 2020. We can at least go queer goth Calvin.

Sunday was much easier to design. Wednesday was my favorite as a child (of course) and I really wanted to keep the spirit of her look while adding things like billowy sleeves (it gets HOT down here), big poofy twists instead of braids, and a nice tie. She's a professional after all, been running the local pet cemetery since she was 6 and the previous groundskeeper met with an unfortunate accident after telling her that tarantulas don't have souls. Her specialty is creating beautiful naturalistic animal funerals similar to those that Maquenda (https://linktr.ee/artofmaquenda) makes, and she takes pride in creating miniature dioramas of her subjects after each burial which she uses as a kind of 3D catalog for future clients.

She really wants to try out her skills on humans one day. Well. Publicly try out her skills. Lotta random bodies float into the swamp. None of them have turned down her requests for diorama models so far. Most seem downright flattered. Plus, she usually figures out which graveyard/crime scene they floated over from and gets her parents to give them a lift back. She'll even help enact terrifying revenge from beyond the grave on whoever put them there if she's not, y'know, busy.

Besides arts, crafts, and pet based funerary arrangements, Sunday is an avid lover of archery (any ranged weapon really), books where little fantasy adventure animals die dramatic deaths, and history. She is That Kid who eagerly raises her hand when asked who Christopher Columbus was and ends up being sent out of class after 15 minutes for making 'a scene'. Her favorite party trick is just picking an item in the room and talking about how it relates to either some obscure historical figure with a buck wild life or a horrible disaster. At least one charity pancake breakfast ended with children in tears after her vivid description of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919.

Social-wise, while Wednesday is the girl that people ask to smile because they think she'd, "look so pretty", Sunday is rarely asked anything at all. People just kind of assume from her quiet nature (in between horrible history facts) that she's angry all the time and that she hates everyone. This is untrue. She hates some people but she's ambivalent to most everyone else and even downright friendly if you bother to talk to her like a person instead of a terrifying cryptid. Like, she IS a terrifying cryptid but she's also a little girl.

That’s about it for now. One day I might do the other family members but for now I’m happy with the four I’ve redesigned. Making an au! Lurch in a family that doesn’t do butlers could be interesting. Over on patreon I put forth that he could just be Motesha’s mute little brother (similar bone structure) but Amy Crook had the nice idea of quote: “ a mysterious "cousin" that "helps around the house" whose origins are both long in the past and faintly unsettling. He's good for lifting heavy things, like that tank of propane you're about to throw into the burning Piggly Wiggly... “ which i now consider canon. Who's kid is he? How old is he? Not important. Anyone willing to commit arson with you is family.

Annnnyway. This challenge was a lot of fun! I love indulging in AU’s.

#long post #the addams family #Character Design #au #design challenge #i am incapable of doing a design challenge like a normal person #oh god i forgot the cut lol

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