#Vicky x Scott

[vanilla0chinchilla]

I should put out a bounty for a fic. If someone wants to write an Oz x Polly fic along with Scott x Vicky I'll draw a cover for it. I'm not the greatest artist ever but I know my way around a tablet. Here's two examples.

The only stipulation I'll put is that it must be over 500 words. (if it's under I might do a little doodle for it)

And that it's not just a total troll fic or anything.

I can also offer beta reading and being someone to bounce ideas off of.

#oz x polly #vicky x scott #scott x vicky #polly x oz #monster prom #mp related

[bi-aragorn]

Clouds & Kisses

A different fandom again mwahaha, back at it again with a Monster Prom fic (and it’s not even horny, really)

Here on AO3

Rating: Teen

Tags: Kissing, Making Out, Summer Romance, Cloud Watching

Scott and Vicky cloud watching and kissing below (they’re cute and I need to play this game more)

It was a balmy summer’s day, and Scott and Vicky were curled up together on the hammock on her parents' back porch. Vicky was leaning back against Scott’s chest, and he had an arm curled protectively around her, rubbing up and down her side absentmindedly. He was staring up at the sky, watching the clouds as they rolled overhead whilst Vicky read her book, flicking over to the next page and peeking up from behind it just to watch him for a moment.

His eyes were wide, mouth in an almost perfect circle as he watched the clouds, deep in concentration as he clearly mulled over the shapes in the sky.

“That one… is Polly-shaped,” he mumbled to himself, and Vicky glanced up for a moment and watched as a wispy cloud drifted by. Snickering, she flicked the book closed and shimmied further up Scott’s chest.

“How about that one?” She asked, pointing at an oval-shaped cloud, a smile beginning to quirk up the sides of her mouth as she predicted the answer.

Scott’s eyes widened and she felt his tail as it started battering against her leg.

“Ball! That one’s a ball!” He yelled, excited, the hammock swaying with the force of his tail wagging. Vicky giggled, delighted by his exuberance, and let her eyes slip shut as she laughed. She wrapped her arms around his middle, and leant in, snuggling up close to him, before letting out a contented sigh. Scott hummed beneath her, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly as he brought his arms around her, large palms pressed flat against her back. She felt comfortable as she was, and a little sluggish- it was hard to be anything else in this heat- but there was an undercurrent of something more… passionate that Vicky was eager to explore.

They’d kissed before, but that was it- they'd barely been dating two weeks, only really since a few days before prom. It had been a perfect, sweet summer romance so far- there had been prom, obviously, and then a picnic during which Scott mostly chased ducks around the pond and Vicky laughed till her sides hurt, and a few tender kisses shared when they said goodbye at night. But maybe now was the time to try something a little more than kissing. Just a little.

Vicky lifted her head from Scott’s chest, and wriggled up until she found herself sitting on his lap, staring at his confused face, those bushy eyebrows drawn into a confused stare, head tilted slightly to the side. His hands had fallen subconsciously to her hips, thumbs rubbing her thighs softly, and Vicky smiled, tugging at the bottom of her dark blue t-shirt nervously. Taking a quick, sharp breath, she darted forward, and pressed her lips to Scott’s. He grunted, startled, but soon settled into the kiss, his warm hands wrapping more firmly around her hips, shifting her legs to spread more comfortably over his lap. Vicky moaned and tipped her mouth to the side, tongue moving forward, deepening the kiss. Her arms wrapped around Scott’s neck of their own volition, hips rocking forward to push closer against his body. Scott’s answering moan was lost in her mouth, as he ground up against her arse, before pulling back from their kiss ever so slightly.

“Is this ok?” he mumbled, eyes closed, lips parted for more, but still waiting patiently.

“Y-yeah!” Vicky said, and pulled him back into another kiss.

They lost themselves in it for a while, hands brushing over each others skin without much intention, just enjoying the moment wherever it took them, kissing and moaning softly as they moved.

Vicky could feel sweat beading on the back of her neck, her hair turning frizzy with it. It hardly mattered, but it gave her enough of a push to take another step. Pulling back and pressing a kiss to the corner of Scott’s mouth in apology, giggling at how he pouted, she reached for her t-shirt and tugged it off over her head, leaving her sitting in Scott’s lap just in her shorts and bra.

His eyes bulged almost comically at the sight of her. Vicky blushed, scratching at the back of her neck awkwardly- had she done something wrong? But before she could really start to worry, Scott had reached for her and pulled her into another searing kiss, hips grinding up against her arse again- and oh, he was hard. Vicky shivered, trying not to be too smug about it as she kissed Scott back, tugging at his t-shirt, trying to peel him out of it.

Soon they were sat on the slowly swaying hammock, shirtless and sweaty, Scott’s hands cupping Vicky’s breasts as he kissed across her stomach. Vicky squirmed, gasping at the way his lips caressed her skin. The ache between her legs was becoming harder to ignore, but as horny as Vicky was, she wasn't sure she wanted to go fuck Scott just now. It was enough as it was, kissing and touching and rolling about with him, learning how he liked to be kissed and touched. She shivered as his beard brushed against her stomach, ticklish, and pulled him back up.

There was a brief moment where they were looking each other in the eyes, startled, and then they were falling onto the grass in a heap of tangled limbs and giddy giggles. Vicky laughed, brushing tangled hair back from her eyes, before rolling over positioning herself on top of Scott and kissing him again, harder, grinding down on him as their lips pressed together.

His eyes screwed up and he let out a bitten-off howl, hands snapping up to clutch her by the hips. They lay for a while in the grass, rutting against each other, kisses becoming sloppier and sloppier, Scott’s noises more and more guttural and wolf-like as they continued. They had all the time in the world, and as Scott rolled them over to balance over the top of Vicky and catch his breath, Vicky found that she couldn't be happier about it.

#monster prom #monster prom fic #shay's writing #scott howl #vicky schmidt #scott x vicky #vicky x scott

[thegayghost26]

Scott: Vicky is the kindest person I know!

Vicky: *smiles innocently*

Amira: pfft

Vicky, still smiling: *whispering* say something to him and that knife will go back to your spleen :)

#Vicky x scott #vicky schmidt #amira rashid #scott howl #hair was pulled #names were called #scott is true himbo #amira is okay dw #>:) #colour crew #colour squad #color crew #color squad

[sleepygraveyard]

Brian x Damien Nsfw

Words: 1331

Synopsis: Damien has a Certain effect on Brian and Brian can’t wait until he gets home to get rid of the urges…

Pants and whimpering replaced the silence in the bathroom stall. Why was he doing it here? Brian thought to himself, God You’re pathetic, you can’t even wait until you’re home. But despite the thoughts he kept moving his hand up and down, massaging his cock that had been leaking pre before he had gotten to touch himself. He didn’t want to think it was his fault he couldn’t control himself, he wanted to blame the reason he was doing this, the reason he was so ashamed of himself, on the Demon that had caught his eye and hadn’t left his mind since the first time they met. He wanted to blame it on Damien so bad, but he just couldn’t, he knew it wasn’t his fault, but at the same time he wanted to rationalize his actions to himself, he didn’t want to feel like such a pervert. If Damien hadn’t bent down to grab that dodge ball during gym right in front of him, the fabric of his shorts so tight against his ass, they left nothing to the imagination, no line of any type of underwear showing through, none of this would have happened. Brian’s thoughts went rampant, the idea of Damien being commando filled his head, and how when they went back to the locker room he could try to steal a glance as he slid down his shorts, down over his plump ass. and down passed his dick, showing his neatly groomed pubes, the red skin on his dick leading down to the head that he could only think would be a beautiful darker shade of red. He felt blood rushing to his cock, he could feel it start to grow and press against the fabric of his underwear, he had to do something, anything to get away from the situation, his boner would be so apparent through the small shorts they had on, he couldn’t let anyone know. He ran over to the coach complaining about his stomach and then ran out of he gym as fast as he could, he was glad everyone was too preoccupied with the match of dodgeball to notice him, well at least he was pretty sure.

The moment kept playing in his head, on repeat, it wouldn't stop. His hand went faster and faster pumping his dick, he wanted release so badly, he wanted to be able to go back to class and pretend like nothing happened at all. Faster, faster, and faster until he shot cum all over his shirt, covering his hand in the slimy white liquid. It felt so good he could help but let out a groan, subconsciously moaning out Damiens name. What the fuck is wrong with him, he was in a school bathroom for fucks sake, he lectured himself in his head as he was ready to get up and leave, but his dick was still rock hard, if anything more hard than before. Fuck. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck. He let his head fall backwards letting it rest against the back of the toilet. Should I just wait it out? I just came, it's not like it’ll take that long for my dick to go flaccid again. Oh how wrong he was. 20 minutes passed and his dick was still as hard as it was previously, twitching and still leaking pre. Dammit, he cursed. He brought his hand back down to his sensitive cock, rubbing his thumb over the tip causing a shudder to run throughout his entire body. He wrapped his hand around his cock again, closed his eyes and the images of Damien played through his mind over and over until they were interrupted by an idea, Brian took out his phone and opened it to Damien’s social media. Pictures of him in drag, him styling hair, fire, and knives took up the majority of his feed, but the photo that caught his eye the most (and also made his dick react the most) was a photo Damien taken at the beach of him in a speedo, hisbluge so clear through it. His body on full display. His abs were shining from the sun and water, he could even see the little happy trail that damien had going up to his belly button, other that that he was completely clean shaven. Brians hand moved faster without him having to even think about it. He imagined Damiens cock bouncing up and down and he rode Brians cock, his ass making a slapping around every time it made contact with Brians skin, Damiens head thrown back, a moaning mess, his eyes shut tight, drool starting to leak from his mouth and a string of pre connected from his dick to Brians stomach.

Brian could feel himself getting closer, he knew he shouldn’t be doing this, what would Damien think if he knew he was jerking off to pictures of him, one of his closest friends, if Damien found out what would happen. Brian couldn’t help but think the worst, regardless of this even the thought of Damien yelling at him, calling him out for being the disgusting pervert he was excited him. He came again, this time more came out and not only that, it went everywhere, it sprayed forward and landed on the floor, the sides of the stall, it even got on his own face. When he came he thrust his hips into the air moaning so loudly he was scared that someone outside of the bathroom might’ve heard him. As Brian began to calm down, and his dick finally started to go flaccid, he let out exhausted breaths, too tired to worry about if someone had, in fact, heard him, if he had missed class, or even what Damien would think of him. He cleaned off his hands and pulled his shorts back up, grabbing more toilet paper to to try to scrub off what had gotten on his shirt, and wipe off what got on his face. Brian grabbed more toilet paper and sighed, ashamedly beginning to clean what mess he had made all over the stall. This is gonna take a while, he thought sadly.

Brian hadn’t realized that while he was jerking off the second time, someone had entered the bathroom and got into the stall next to him, and that they had been there, listening, and trying to suppress their own erection. Another thing Brian had missed was the fact that some of his cum even shot over the stall wall, landing on the other side. Damien looked at the cum on the wall and smirked, so that’s how Brian felt about him? Good to know. He ran his red finger through the white liquid and gathered it onto his red finger before slowly putting his finger in his mouth and sucking it, the familiar salty flavor that he loved so much greeted his tongue with a sensation he’d never get tired of. Damien left the bathroom and headed back to the main building, Brian, of course being preoccupied, didn’t notice. Damien walked away with a grin, knowing that what he had done would fuck with Brian’s head, and he took immense pleasure in it.

The period ended and Brian still wasn’t back so Coach had told Damine to go bring him his stuff, he checked the nurses office but he wasn't there, he checked all the bathrooms inside the school and he wasn’t in any of them. He walked to the outside bathroom and as soon as he entered he could hear moans and the sounds of cum being used as lubricant on someone’s dick, the wet sound echoed throughout the bathroom, he briefly glanced down to see that the shoes were unmistakably Brians.

As Brian finally exited the stall, he saw his stuff on the floor outside near one of the sinks, and a note placed on top folded into a square. Brian walked towards it and picked it up, reading the writing scribbled on the paper.

I’m Glad I Have Such an Effect On You ;)

#monster prom #monster camp #damien lavey #brian yu #damien x brian #bramien #scott howl #calculester hewlett packard #liam de lioncourt #milo belladonna #miranda vanderbilt #vera oberlin #zoe monster prom #polly geist #aaravi mishra #dahlia aquino #joy johnson johjima #oz yellow #amira red #vicky blue #bramien smut #bramien fanfic #fanfiction #smut #monster prom fanfiction #monster prom smut

[antvnger]

((No problem, buddy! It’s okay. I totally headcanon they’re gonna be good friends too. So without further ado, here’s what you requested! Hope you enjoy.)) @ask-wolverine

The first time Scott met Logan, he didn’t know what to make of the guy. Especially when the guy glared at him, sniffed him, and asked, “Why the hell do you smell like a mess of ants?”

Then Scott watched with his own two eyes how Logan took bullets to his chest without so much as batting an eye, even his cigar survived it.

And then his big claws - holy crap the dude has claws?! - slice through metal and Scott is all wide eyed and somewhere between awe and fear.

“What’s up with you, bub. I can smell your fear, and it’s not a good scent on you.”

“Sorry, I just have one question. Who are you, why do you have claws, how can you smell the ant smell, how are you still alive, and are you going to eat me?”

And to Scott’s surprise, Logan…laughed. If you could call it that. He smirked and gave a short, gruff chuckle.

And that’s the start of a very peculiar but neat friendship.

Scott learned about Logan through Nightcrawler who is actually the first mutant he met, and Logan learned about Scott through a kidnapping mission that threw the Ant-Man and the Wolverine together.

Scott is a little wary at first because he doesn’t know how to read Logan’s demeanor, but he quickly starts to figure him out.

Wolverine’s tough as nails and has gone through a lot and has seen a lot. No wonder he’s so gruff. But he’s a pretty good guy. He’s someone you definitely want on your side.

And Logan, whether he means to or not, can’t help but like the guy. Ant-Man just a big jumble of corny jokes and kindness and book smarts and street smarts and heart to not like him.

But despite what he’s seen Scott do with his tech and the ants, he can’t help but think Ant-Man is funny. Logan respects what Scott can do, but it is funny.

Scott is bound and determined to get Logan to laugh. Genuinely laugh.

Tell too many corny jokes, and Logan displays a claw at Scott to show he’s annoyed. The middle one.

Practical jokes are a bad idea. Scott doesn’t have to try it to know it. It just screams stupid. So that’s out. There’s gotta be something that could make Logan laugh.

It wasn’t until Scott looked like Charlie Brown trying to kick the football - scream and all - when he unknowingly ran on a newly waxed hallway floor that Logan was actually trying to catch his breath from laughing too hard.

One time Sabertooth thought it would be funny to hunt the”puny” Ant-Man because how much of a dweeb he thought Scott looked, but he changed his mind when Wolverine, Laura, and Vicki (an OC) all became the Ant-Man protection squad, and Kurt bamphed Scott to safety in the meantime.

Scott got Wolverine a box of cigars for his birthday, and Logan got Scott a book of corny jokes for his.

#for the ant mun #ant mun #ask wolverine #scott lang #ant-man #headcanon #Logan #Wolverine #headcanons with other heroes #kurt wagner #nightcrawler #xmen #x men #sabertooth #laura kinney #vicki vi diaz #ant man #antman

[spkyscry-a]

Never challenge me.

#Down Your Spine ;; OOC #You'll never know‚ (Oh I know)‚ If you never try! | Scott x Oz { fullcfphobias } #The mutterings of all your fears‚ The fluttering of all your wings | Amira x Oz { fullcfphobias } #We’d laugh while staring down the void‚ And cry while listening to vocaloid | Polly x Oz { fullcfphobias } #Your kiss is cosmic‚ Every move is magic | Joy x Ra { fullcfphobias } #You should pick up those keys and leave‚ Don't you know there ain't no good in me | Modeus x Vicky { playnights } #You give my life direction‚ You make everything so clear | Amira x Vicky { playnights } #No matter what they say‚ You'll never meet another me | Vera x Isis { worstself }

[joelswritingmistress]

Camp Crystal Lake: Chapter 3

Requested by @yellowjacketsbuzzbuzz

Joel Miller x f!reader (romance/horror)

Setting: Camp Crystal Lake

The reader is taking on the position of a camp counselor at the infamous Camp Crystal Lake. While she begins to enjoy her summer, even crushing on the camp director Joel, a killer lurks in the woods unbeknownst to anyone.

“So, do we get a merit badge or something if we survive?” I joked, walking side-by-side with Joel.

“If we survive?” He smirked as he spoke the words and then added, “Oh, you mean Jason and Camp Blood and all that.”

“Camp Blood?” I laughed.

“You haven’t heard that one before?”

I shook my head as we kept walking.

“Maybe you’re too young for that one,” Joel went on, “After the first incidents back in the eighties they started referring to anywhere on the lake as Camp Blood. I was just a little kid then. I think the nickname has died down a bit.”

“How old are you?” When I realized immediately that I’d blurted the question out, I was going to redact my words but Joel answered.

“Forty-two.” He nodded in my direction, “You?”

“Twenty-two.” I shrugged as I stated my age and then eyed the pile of firewood that Joel had chopped when we rounded the cabin.

“At forty-two, my back’s gonna be sore tomorrow from chopping all this wood.” Joel gave a light laugh, “Not when I was twenty-two though.”

I smiled at him. “Well, the least I can do with my youthful muscles is carry a bunch over.”

Joel chuckled again and held my stare for just a second. I was already on cloud-nine around him. I felt like he had a more serious side, though the bit of playfulness he’d shown so far made me feel instantly comfortable around him.

That’s just the infatuation talking, I warned myself.

I tried to max out what I could carry in some feeble attempt to impress him. The two of us wandered back to where everyone was gathered near the dormant fire pit and set the logs down. Joel threw a few into the center and within a few minutes the fire was blazing as we all sat down.

Across the lake I could see the dark silhouettes of the treetops in the distance. There was a stillness to the water that finally allowed me to relax as I reached for a marshmallow and Sandra passed me a can of beer.

“I don’t want to scare anybody,” Joel began, “But I want to give it to you all straight about Jason.”

My eyes snapped up now. The relaxation I had been feeling a second before was splintered by a small hit of adrenaline.

“If you listen to the old timer’s in town, they’ll tell you he’s still out here somewhere, like some sort of demented creature. Feral, living off of wild animals. Some folks claim they’ve even seen him.” Joel’s eyes met mine across the way and he gave a half-smirk that made me smile wide.

“Right in this area,” he went on, not breaking eye contact, “The girl that survived that night at Camp Blood, that Friday the 13th.. she saw him.. and then she disappeared a few months later. No one knows what happened to her. And then there was the massacre not long afterwards on the lake. One survivor. And then another.. and another. The original Camp Blood is just a short walk from here, where it all started.”

“Give me a break,” Vicky said with a half-hearted laugh.

“It’s true,” I intervened with a nod. “I grew up here. My parents showed me an old clipping one time. People still talk about it.”

“You’re from around here?” Teri asked.

I nodded. “The kids I grew up with all talked about Jason. We weren’t allowed near these woods back then.”

The girls’ expressions changed and they both straightened up a bit as they focused back on Joel.

“Legend has it that Jason saw his mother beheaded that night, and then he took his revenge. A revenge he’ll continue to seek if anyone ever enters his wilderness again.”

I felt myself leaning just a bit toward the fire, leaning toward Joel. The others’ postures mirrored mine as they were now engaged in the story he was telling. Scott looked over his shoulder toward the bushes behind where he sat, and I saw his Adam’s apple rise and fall in his throat.

“By now, I guess you all should know, we’re the first to return here since the Jarvis family was attacked across the lake all those years ago.” Joel’s eyes scanned the crowd, “Twenty something years,” his eyes met mine again and he winked subtly, “Twenty-something years he’s been dormant. And he’s stir-crazy.” He lowered his voice just a bit and the flames from the fire casted shadows perfectly over his face, “Jason’s out there.”

I glanced to the side when Sandra cuddled up closer to Jeff and he slung an arm around her.

“He’s out there,” Joel repeated quietly, “Ready to devour. Ready to kill. Thirsty for young blood.”

A shrieking sound from the woods behind everybody sent a chorus of screams into the air as a figure leapt out with a disfigured face and a long spear in one hand.

I jumped from where I was seated and ran around the opposite side of the fire, prepared to sprint in the opposite direction; though then I heard laughter and I realized quickly that the person who’d jumped out of the bushes was sporting a mask. They lowered the spear.

“Hey, guys come back.” Joel waved a hand at the now-scattered group of us and chuckled. He patted the person on the back who wore the mask. 

There were laughs and groans all around.

“You’re going to give me a heart attack,” Ted complained, holding his chest with a smile.

A woman revealed herself to be beneath the mask and gave a wave as she shook her hair out. “I’m sorry to meet all of you like this,” she said, “I’m Annie, I’m Joel’s assistant.” Annie laughed sheepishly, but still appeared amused. “I’m sure we’ll get to know each other over the next few weeks.”

Everyone took their turn saying, “Hi,” or waving, before Joel took back over.

“Okay, now that that’s out of our system,” he concluded, “Jason was killed and Camp Blood is off-limits.” Joel raised his hand and high-fived Annie.

“You all have a good time,” she said, “I’m turning in early, but I couldn’t resist.” Annie put her hand inside the mask and toyed with the fake spear, “If anyone needs me for anything, I have one of the rooms downstairs off the living room.”

“Yeah, I’ll come see you for my second heart attack,” Jeff said, smirking to himself as he pulled Sandra back against him.

“I have baby aspirin for that,” Annie teased and then gave a wave. “I’ll see you all tomorrow.”

Joel made his way in my direction and reached into the bag of marshmallows nearby. “You know, you might’ve been the fastest counselor here. You got all the way out by that tree over there.”

I looked down and laughed, biting my bottom lip as he handed me a marshmallow. “You definitely got me.” I placed the marshmallow on the tip of a stick. “You don’t think Jason’s really alive, do you?”

Joel’s face grew serious as he stared at me and I felt that familiar sensation of the hairs rising on the back of my neck. “Well..” he held my stare and then a slow smile spread across his face. “No.”

I let out the deep breath I didn’t realize I had been holding and chuckled, shaking my head.

“I shouldn’t have scared you guys,” Joel said.

“No, it was good,” I told him, “I think we needed to address the elephant in the room.”

“That’s what I was thinking.”

I nodded and placed the marshmallow over the fire. A few seconds later, it was flaming and I pulled it out, blowing the fire out that clung to the brown and white blob on the end of the stick.

“Here.” Joel reached down and retrieved two graham crackers and then reached behind us into a package of chocolate bars.

I set the marshmallow down on one of the crackers in his hand, watching carefully as he placed the chocolate on top of it and then topped the snack sandwich with the other end. I then removed the stick and lifted my eyes to meet his as Joel handed the ‘smore over to me in its entirety.

“Thank you.” I nodded.

“My pleasure.” Joel kept his eyes on me as I took a bite and then asked, “You’re sure the Jason stunt wasn’t too much?”

I licked some drippy chocolate off my finger and shook my head. “Just right.”

CLICK HERE FOR CHAPTER 4

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[dontlookheswatching]

Im bored and also working on a big post with some head canons about several characters with ref sheets, so im gonna make a birthday list real quick. I tried to keep a lot of this as canon as possible, but I have changed some ages and some birthdays aren't accurate because for some of these characters nothing would show up. Itll be going in order from January to December, 1st to the last day of the month.

January:

-Rogue(Heather Sam Marshall) - January 7th. She's currently 24, and her zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

February:

-Hoodie(Brian Hiatt Thomas) - February 5th. He's 24, and his zodiac is a Aquarius.

March:

-Eyeless Jack(Jack Zin Nyras) - March 15th. He's 24, and his zodiac sign is a Pieces.

April:

-Judge Angels(Dina Angela Clark) - April 2nd. She's 26, and her zodiac sign is a Aries.

-Alex Kralie - April 4th. He's 27, and his zodiac is a Aries.

-Sally Mae Williams - April 5th. She's physically and mentally 8. Her zodiac is a Aries.

-Ben Drowned(Benjamin Scott Lawman) - April 23rd. He's 22, and his zodiac sign is a Taurus.

-Ticci Toby(Toby Erin Rogers) - April 28th. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Taurus.

May:

-Seedeater - May 27th. His zodiac sign is a Gemini. He is a creature that does not age, just exists.

June:

-Jeff the Killer(Jeffery Alan Woods) - June 2nd. He's 22, and his zodiac sign is a Gemini.

-Lost Silver(Jae-Ing) - June 6th. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Gemini.

-Skitles(OC) - June 24th. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Cancer

Kate the Chaser(Kate Miller Hayes) - June 25th. She's 25, and her zodiac sign is a Cancer.

July:

-Nina the Killer(Nina Rose Hopkins) - July 24th. She's 20, and her zodiac sign is a Leo.

-The Puppeteer(Blake Simon Smith) - July 25th. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Leo.

August:

-Candypop - August 1st. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Leo.

-Hobo Heart - August 3rd. He’s 23, and his zodiac sign is a Virgo.

-Eyeless Lulu(Lulu Mary Millers) - August 6th. She’s 15, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

-Occisus(OC/Samantha Lin Locke) - August 11th. She’s 24, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

September:

-Jane the Killer(Jane Eve Richardson) - September 1st. She’s 23, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

-HeartFixer(OC/Jamie Noel Martinez) - September 3rd. She’s 25, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

October:

-Bloody Painter(Helen James Otis) - October 1st. He’s 24, and his zodiac is a Libra.

-Suicide Sadie(Sadie Dawn Myers) - October 21st. She’s 20, and her zodiac sign is a Libra.

-Zero - October 25th. She’s 23, and her zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-NightOwl(My boyfriends OC/Lin Felix Gaspar) - October 29th. He’s 25, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

Nurse Ann(Michelle Ann Quesnberry) - October 31st. She’s 28, and her zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

November:

-Clockwork(Natalie Gwen Oulette) - November 6th. She’s 23, and her zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Sonic.exe - November 7th. He’s 15, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Tails Doll - November 7th. He’s 15, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Jason the Toymaker - November 15th. He doesn’t have a age. His zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Lure(OC) - November 17th. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Dark Link(Shadow) - November 21st. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Jay Merrick - November 23rd. Hes 26, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Smile Dog - November 27th. He has no known age, as a hellhound. His zodiac sign is Sagittarius.

December:

-X-Vrius(Cody Swann Diller) - December 9th. He’s 21, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Homicidal Liu(Liu Vicki Woods) - December 21st. He’s 24, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Laughing Jack - December 25th. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

-Lazarus(Lazarus Dae Swann) - December 25th. He’s 12, and only ages every two years due to being part Zalgoid. His zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

-Masky(Timothy Que Wright) - December 26th. He’s 25, and his zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

-Kagekao - December 29th. He’s 27, and his zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

#creepypasta #ben drowned #creepypasta fandom #gaymer ramble #bendrowned #jeff the killer #creepypasta headcanon #Rogue #brian thomas #Hoodie #Eyeless jack #EJ #Judge angels #Alex kralie #Marble hornets #jay merrick #sally williams #ticci toby #Seedeater #Lost silver #Skittles #Kate the chaser #nina hopkins #Nina the killer #The puppeteer #Candypop #Hobo Heart #Eyeless Lulu #Occisus #jane richardson

[lovelytsunoda]

fast car // colton herta

their family might have changed, bur their love for each other hasn't.

twelve months ago, they welcomed their son macklyn into the world. with the indy 500 just three weekends away, it's time to bring macklyn to the track for the first time.

pairing: colton herta x wifey!reader

warnings: minor allusions to sex. dad!colton!!

she’d missed the sights and sounds of the track while she was on bed rest.

it was even worse when she was physically able to come, but scared to leave her baby at home. then her separation anxiety got worse, and she could barely be able to be away from colton.

but now it was all coming together. she smiled as she stepped out of the trailer, breathing in the smells of the track: gasoline, burning rubber, scott maclaughlins grill.

she was home. and she had the whole family with her.

the trailer door opened behind her, and she turned to watch with a giddy smile as colton hopped down the trailer steps, baby macklyn in his arms.

macklyn kyle herta was the best thing that had ever happened to colton. weighing in at a whopping nine pounds when he was born, the little boy was becoming more and more like his father every day.

colton couldn’t be happier, proudly wearing a baby sling and outfitting his little trouper with gainbridge headphones to protect his little ears.

“do you want me to take him?” she asked, a content tone in her voice at the sight of her boyfriend, race suit tied low around his waist, baby sling over his fireproofs.

“what? of course not. you hogged him for nine months. daddy’s got some catching up to do.” colton laughed, protectively hugging macklyn to his chest. “you’ll have to take him when we get to the pit box.”

“I think I can handle that.” she laughed, running a hand gently over macklyns head. the infant laughed, wide little eyes looking up at his mom through his eyelashes.

they had done that. they had created a human together.

over at the pit box, there was no shortage of attention for little macklyn as his father helped him out of the sling, holding the baby in his arms as colton pointed to his car, explaining his job to his son.

macklyn probably didn’t understand a word, but he would know that his father loved him.

and he enjoyed pressing buttons on the spare steering wheel.

“careful bringing that kid around here.” vicky joked, hands in her pockets as she crossed towards the pit box. “kyle might want one next.”

“god help us all when there’s a tiny kirkwood running around this place too.” she laughed, pulling the other woman in for a hug. "it's so good to be back!"

"how is the little guy doing?"

she laughed. "do you mean macklyn or colton? colton's had more baby time than i have this weekend. he's not letting that kid go very easily."

both women turned their heads, looking over at where colton was making faces with macklyn as his engineer tried (and failed) to explain the car setup.

colton was such a good father, from even before macklyn was born, before they even knew the sex of the baby. he was a saint, constantly rushing out to pander to her pregnancy cravings, lifting her bump for her to take the weight off her back. waking up in the middle of the night when mack would start crying because he knew she couldn't handle it alone. letting her sleep in and taking macklyn out in the stroller when he went for his morning runs.

she loved her little life.

"colton, you know you have to put my grandson down to get in the car, right?" bryan herta laughed, reaching over his son's shoulder to pinch macklyn's cheeks. "how's my favourite herta doing today?" he cooed at the infant.

"dad!" colton whined. "i thought i was your favourite."

"i'm a dad, i can't play favourites! but i can as a grandfather, and i pick macklyn."

y/n laughed to herself, saying hello to bryan before placing a hand on colton's back, kissing him softly before taking macklyn into her arms.

"cole, take the baby sling off if you aren't going to put macklyn in it." she smiled. "you look ridiculous."

colton grinned, running his thumb over macklyn's tiny knuckles. "but you love me when i look ridiculous. as i recall, it was me being ridiculous that brought my favourite little man into this world in the first place."

ah, yes. if a man tries to use tom cruise's dance from risky business as foreplay, do not fall for it. you will end up pregnant. she speaks from experience. (and colton could really rock a pair of white briefs. it was like a free magic mike show).

"and you can be ridiculous when we have a proper bed again, not a trailer. because we all know that you're loud enough your voice will carry, and one of the scotts will have something to say about it." she chuckled, leaning up to kiss him.

"i thought you liked it when i was loud."

"yeah, when it's just us." she grinned. "i love you, you big idiot."

colton smiled, one hand resting on his lover's waist, the other holding his son's hand as macklyn looked up at him with those wide little blue eyes he so adored. "i love you more. and i love macklyn. i love this life we've built together. and one day soon, i'm gonna buy you a ring. a really nice one. and we'll get married in australia, just like you've always wanted."

"i'm going to hold you to that, herta. now go out there and make me and your son proud."

TAGS:

@magnummagnussen @httpiastri @clemswrld @diorleclerc @libraryofloveletters @thatsdemko @userlando @sidcrosbyspuck

#colton herta x reader #indycar x reader #indycar rpf #fools in love! event #colton herta imagine #colton herta x y/n #indycar imagine #indycar fanfic

[vanilla0chinchilla]

Don't mind me, just getting into the summer mood.

#Monster prom #monster roadtrip #oz yellow #polly geist #oz x polly #vanchiart #featuring Vicky x Scott!

[bbyboi-jaybird]

If Danny is adopted, I like the idea of Jazz having been adopted by the Fentons, too.

#dc x dp #batpham #batphan #jazz fenton

[wheelie-butch]

The ship I must always ask about

Brian x Scott

(with the disclaimer like I said in another post that I'm not that attached to the PCs as individual characters)

I think it's cute! The polaroid of them on the football team together is one of the best I think because it implies a whole story way more than some of the others I think... they were teammates (oh my god they were teammates...)

I could see them having a lot of similar interests which is nice for them to do together (it's not like I don't think Scott would get involved with another partner's interests but more like it could get frustrating on both sides if he didn't really 'get' it or pick it up quickly idk) also I think Scott would like a big guy he could do big guy activities with lol.

Actually also if you don't mind me going off onto a little headcanon tangent here, I forgot to mention in my post about Green/Brian but one of my few headcanons is I like to think of him as having chronic fatigue + chronic pain (from being a zombie) (love to give my faves the same problems as me) and I could imagine at first Brian worrying about like the times he's not able to keep up with Scott, but realising Scott values being with him more than always being doing super active stuff 24/7 and adapting so they can keep having good times together. And I think Scott is very caring and would look after Brian as needed. I'm also playing around with thinking of the werewolves as having periods of fatigue/pain in the days immediately after the full moon, something I think Scott would find INCREDIBLY frustrating, so maybe Brian could help him deal with that and they spend some quieter times together too.

Also even though The Wolfpack are dickheads (i say with love in my heart but it is true) Scott does seem to super love them and I think it would be a big wish of his that any partner of his would get on with them. This obviously wouldn't happen overnight but I feel like Brian might be the best of the PCs at dealing with the Wolfpack being jerks when he's hanging out with Scott etc. I think both Amira + Vicky I could see getting angry if they push it too far which would probably escalate things, and Oz seems very timid and the Wolfpack would probably pick on them more if they thought it worked. Whereas Brian I feel like could keep it together and not give them any reactions they're looking for, just being kind of like -_-' are you guys done yet energy until they learn they're not going to manage to scare him off and they're not going to get any fun out of it and back off a bit. And once they stopped trying to be a nuisance whenever Brian and Scott are together, I feel like they would get used to having him around and Brian being on the football team they could eventually bond and maybe someday accept him as Scott's partner.

So yeah it's a good ship in my opinion, maybe my favourite for Scott I'm not sure :)

Send a character or ship I'll give my opinion

#mez answers #monster prom #scott howl #brian yu #ask game #sorryyyy for the wolfpack ramble i just feel like they would be a fucking nuisance to whoever scott dated but like dealing with them would #have a big impact on how well a relationship went or at least like how it turns out for scott yknow #and green is the one who i can see being bros with them the best i think

[rxttenfish]

Ship opinions: polly x vick :3

Shipping meme.

HM HMMMM

okay, so the main issue you need to keep in mind first off is that i don't really care for the PCs very much. not anything special, just the same thing as always where, by proxy of having literally no writing or Anything about them or describing what they were like, they never felt like actual characters to me and the recent work in roadtrip and the like, trying to flesh them out, is trying to work uphill and only makes them seem criminally flat and boring to me. i could tell you far less about vicky and what she cares about and what her inner world and emotions are like than i could tell you about scott or about valerie or about basically any other characters. and this, combined with how much the fandom loves them and uses them as self inserts (not a bad thing necessarily, very much intended by design) has not greatly endeared me to them either. they're charming little designs, and IMO they should have remained that way.

which is always going to have to be the disclaimer i give with all the PC ships, you know? i don't really know how to describe the PC side of the equation, which means its very hard to describe the relationship between the characters. one of these characters is much more interesting and dynamic, designed with a synergy between their personality, appearance, history, plot, and voice, and the other looks pretty with a personality coming in two games later.

i understand a lot of people love PC ships! and they love the PCs! i understand they mean a lot to a lot of people!

its just also sad that unfortunately they do not mean very much to me and that's going to impact how i think of them in ships.

so... for polly and vicky, we have someone who believes in celebrating life and love and the moment while you have it, who is very aware of the ups and downs of life and has dealt with her own, who is smarter than what people take her for but cares less about correcting this as much as she cares about using it to pull the wool over their eyes, but who is sometimes careless and prone to getting carried away, sometimes forgetting to look back and make sure others can keep up with her or that they haven't become collateral damage. and you have vicky, who is smart and spunky and intense, surely, with a perfectionist streak.

i think, on my first impulse, that polly might have an issue, since i imagine vicky would easily pick up on how smart polly is, and while polly doesn't mind the cognitive engagement and fun that comes with knowing how to pick apart something complex, i also don't see herself as particularly wanting to paint herself as a "smart person". vicky feels like she might tend to want to push polly towards that, as perfectionism tends to also end up projected onto others, especially others who have potential but aren't using it, and again, polly doesn't really want to use it like that. she's not ambitious, she's just doing what feels good, exploring and finding new avenues for pleasure and to sate her curiosity. polly wants engagement, less so fulfilling a prerequisite list of expectations.

vicky certainly gets into a lot and she throws herself in with her full heart, and polly does something similar, but polly's less committed to the outcome. she's not trying to succeed, necessarily, and i don't think she actually cares if she fails or loses so long as she enjoyed herself doing so. polly manages to succeed and to be damn good at things mostly out of rule of funny, but also because she is actually sincerely skilled, just skilled in an entirely different way than what vicky's used to.

honestly, i think these two might get on each other's nerves a lot? vicky seems to me like too much of a tryhard, too high strung for polly, and polly just doesn't care about all of the things that vicky has used to measure herself by, seemingly making a mockery out of them even when she's not trying to, chronically unable to take anything seriously. this feels like an extremely bad combination to me, something that, while it could work in the right circumstances (because, realistically, every potential combination of personalities could as a relationship, don't take this as me giving relationship advice or saying what will or won't work), isn't something that i see happening easily or even something that could happen in these circumstances. i kinda see this as the worse version of polly x liam, where the other party is too stiff and too set in their own ways and own way of looking at things to consider polly's own perspective and feelings, and to respect her own fears of commitment in a way that isn't just judging her for feeling that way.

#all the care guide says is 'biomass' #asks #monster prom #meltymoths #i am so sorry this feels so mean of me #it just! doesnt work! for me! #i dont care for it and i cant see it working out #polly is such an active character with such a colorful personality that you just. really need someone who can match that.

[ael-dragon-vry-sorcha]

Okay, listen to me-

I HATE not knowing fictional characters birthdays

so here's my take on them!!

- by years

- from youngest to oldest

- plus the ages throughout the seasons

- I mention only when the dates are canon (if it isn't mentioned then it's my HC)

- psa: I didn't based this on astrology at all

edit : i added Mikhail Antonov birthday

~

Holly Wheeler: 4 February 1980 - 3./4/5/6

Erica Sinclair: 26 January 1975 - 8/9/10/11

Max Mayfield: 19 September 1971 - 12/13/13/14 Suzie Bingham: 8 August 1971 - 12/13/13/14 Lucas Sinclair: 14 June 1971 - 12/13/14/14 El/Jane Hopper: 8 June 1971 - 12/13/14/14 Dustin Henderson: 29 May 1971 (canon) - 12/13/14/14 Jake ???: 29 April 1971 - 12/13/14/14 Mike Wheeler: 7 April 1971 (canon) - 12/13/14/14 Angela ???: 30 March 1971 - 12/13/14/15 Will Byers: 22 March 1971 (canon) - 12/13/14/15 The girl who has a crush on Will: 30 February 1971 - 12/13/14/15

James Dante: 30 October 1969 - 14/15/15/16 Mikhail Antonov: 26 September 1969 - 14/15/15/16 Gareth Emerson: 7 September 1969 - 14/15/15/16 Troy Walsh: 11 August 1969 - 14/15/15/16

Vickie ???: 3 November 1968 - 15/15/16/17 Jeff ???: 2 November 1968 - 15/15/16/17 Robin Buckley: 15 August 1968 - 15/16/16/17 Patrick McKinney: 16 April 1968 - 15/16/17/17 Keith ???: 16 March 1968 - 15/16/17/18

Jonathan Byers: 24 October 1967 - 16/17/17/18 Heather Holloway: 20 October 1967 - 16/17/17/18 Barbara Holland: 13 September 1967 (canon) - 16/x/x/x Fred Benson: 4 August 1967 - 16/17/17/18 Chrissy Cunningham: 13 June 1967 (semi-canon) - 16/17/18/18 Nancy Wheeler: 31 May 1967 - 16/17/18/18 Argyle ???: 23 May 1967 - 16/17/18/18 Billy Hargrove: 29 March 1967 (canon) - 16/17/18/x Jason Carver: 6 March 1967 - 16/17/18/19 Eden Bingham: 23 January 1967 - 16/17/18/19

Steve Harrington: 5 December 1966 - 16/17/18/19 Tommy Hagan: 31 July 1966 - 17/18/18/19 Carol Perkins: 2 June 1966 - 17/18/18/19

Tammy Thompson: 12 July 1965 - 18/19/19/20 Eddie Munson: 28 April 1965 - 18/19/20/20

Kali Prasad: 8 May 1964 - 19/20/21/21

Terry Ives: 6 September 1951 - 31/32/32/33

Phil Callahan: 22 June 1949 - 34/35/36/36

Scott Clarke: 12 October 1948 - 35/36/36/37

Becky Ives: 30 June 1947 - 36/37/38/38 Claudia Henderson: 3 May 1947 - 36/37/38/38 Bob Newby: 3 February 1947 - 36/37/x/x Henry Creel: 28 January 1947 - 36/37/38/39

Dmitri Antonov (Enzo): 3 December 1946 - 36/37/38/39

Calvin Powell: 17 June 1944 - 39/40/41/41 Karen Wheeler: 9 April 1944 - 39/40/41/41 Alice Creel: 29 February 1944 - would be 39 in S1 Murray Bauman: 1 January 1944 - 39/40/41/42

Joyce Byers: 21 September 1942 - 41/42/42/43 Sue Sinclair: 6 January 1942 - 41/42/43/44

Jim Hopper: 18 November 1941 - 41/42/43/44

Lonnie Byers: 10 July 1940 - 43/44/44/45

Charles Sinclair: 20 July 1939 - 44/45/45/46

Ted Wheeler: 18 February 1938 - 45/46/47/48

Martin Brenner: 24 June 1931 - 52/53/54/54

Sam Owens: 17 August 1924 - 59/60/61/61

#here have somes dates!! #do whatever you want with it #stranger things #byler #i'm absolutely not going to tag every character #vrysorcha #personal #st5 #stranger things s5 #mikhailgate #insane vry

[pillowdrawz]

Rant//

As an Allumni in Monster high I want the Monster High characters to be besties with the Monster prom characters so bad.

Damien Lavey Is a Drag KING he would slay and help the Monster High characters Hair and all I feel like he would get along with Clawdeen cause Fashion Icon.

The boys in Monster Prom are hella nerds and the BOYS OF MONSTER HIGH WOULD PLAY DND NON STOP THE and soon the others join Turns out they all Have fun.

Brian and the zombies? yes... Besties please.

And also what if Vera was like the long lost Sister of Deuce????? Vera is CANONICALLY adopted like what if????

Frankie and Vicky?? Volatagous Friends they would Shock each other as a handshake for them.

How about Draculaura and Liam? Yes. Also besties .

Holt and Damien would share the Metal music side and Jackson would Hang with Oz like I said besties.

Me to them: You are all friends now You get a bestie and You get a Bestie everyone gets a besties.

The Ship in Monster prom ONLY for me that is, Damien x Oz, Brian x Liam, Vera x Amira, Vicky x Scott.

For the Monster High it would be the canon like Cleo x Deuce, Draculaura x Clawd, etc.

I want them to all be friends and draw them hanging out but I have so many Fandoms and Hyperfixations all at ounce It resulting to art block.

#for fun #monster prom au #monster prom #monster high #monster high au

[maryandflowers]

Just sketching the official way the player characters look in roadtrip... I actually made Polly like her summer version in monster prom because I liked her top :/

Also Polly and Scott sketches inspired by quotes from the game

(yes, my otps are Vicky x Scott and Oz x Polly, sue me)

#monster roadtrip #monster prom #shipping #doodle #scott howl #vicky schmidt #oz #polly geist #traditional art #warm up sketch #i love these fools #Currently fixated