#also she just hangs out watching him try to steal the painting

[iridescent-glitter-dragon]

Have I mentioned how much I love that they bring Sophie to a museum to steal something and cheer her up, and at first she's not sure about it but then she sees Harry and is like "Him. We are going to steal that man."

#leverage #leverage redemption #too many rembrandts job #sophie devereaux #harry wilson #also she just hangs out watching him try to steal the painting #and is like #giving him performance notes #this is how you steal shady lawyer who just realized he's spent a long time as the bad guy #just critique his technique and take him home with you

[thatone-brightstar]

The Bear & The Fox (Carmy Berzatto x Fem!Reader)

Chapter 3: Pin a Fox skin to the wall, call it decoration

Words: 4.9k

Summary: With a few drinks in, you both confess your feelings. But there's always something getting in the way.

a/n: I am the gift that keeps on giving! So here's the next chapter cuz I feel shitty just leaving it in my documents and you all have been so nice! Enjoy! xx

P.S. Reader is Latina in this, so there's gonna be melanin for daysss.

“How much longer do you think you're gonna be?!” Syd yelled at her phone through the noisy bar.

Everyone was on a different wave of conversation, ranging from sports to food to whatever new show they were hooked on. The buzz of chatter around them combined with the pulsing music and lack of food in his system was enough to create a growing migraine in Carmy’s head. He gladly took a swig of the beer in front of him to dumb out the increasing sensation as he waited for Syd to hang up on you. He thought their reaction to joining them would be one of distaste or discomfort but his first drink had been on Sweeps, who was glad to finally see him outside the perimeters of The Beef. 

“I like what you’ve done to the place.” He said after finishing the second beer. “But you gotta lighten up, man. Rome wasn’t built in a day. Also you could use a tan. Try going out in the sun every once in a while!” He joked and a genuine laugh had left Carmy’s lips for the first time in forever.

“She’s on her way!” Sydney yelled to the table and everyone acknowledged it before returning to their conversations.

“Does she know I’m here?” He asked her over the noise, a bit concerned whether he wanted to know the answer or not.

“Yeah! I told her we’re all here!” She answered and of course she would tell you, because as far as they were concerned, nothing out of the ordinary had happened between you two.

His hand began to grow clammy and he took another hefty swig of the amber liquid to try and calm the nerves down. At least the music was loud enough to drown out the sound of his thoughts, he'd have to make due with that for now. The chatter transitioned into anecdotes about the stupidest things they had done as teens and they spent the next ten minutes debating whether Angel stealing single batteries from the family packs at Walmart counted as kleptomania or not. By his third beer, he felt his shoulders lose a bit of the perpetual weight that had been sitting on them since he had arrived back in Chicago; the music felt more bearable, his laughs lighter and his nerves almost down to a hum. 

They had been lucky enough to get a booth table by the windows, the sight of River North’s night life was in full bloom behind the old stained glass and his eyes wandered to the new perspective he had been granted of the old neighborhood. Between neon signs and moving cars he saw you from afar. Standing patiently for the little human to move on the crosswalk light. You looked like a radiant ray of moonlight, with loose curls framing your face like a dark halo and even though he had found you absolutely beautiful with your paint splattered overalls, this was something entirely different, something that would have him losing his balance if he wasn’t already sitting down.

He watched you move your boot-covered feet closer towards the bar, and with each stride on the long skirt, the slit up your thigh revealed a glimpse of lovely tan skin with swirling designs he had known no existence of until then, but now wanted to discover more of. Golden rings contrasted against the black jacket covering your arms as you raked your fingers through your hair and turned towards the window where he had shamelessly been gawking at you. A small smile covered your previous serious features and you waved nervously before disappearing through the entrance.

He shuffled in his seat and wished he would have at least run some water through his hair before leaving, but looking around at everyone’s post work attire, he figured he’d be fine. A cheer of ‘Hey's was heard through the group as you approached the table and you made a little dance once you reached them. You scooted into the booth beside the edge by Carmy and threw a nervous smile in his direction.

“Sorry I’m late! Two fuckin Ubers canceled on my last minute. I swear I was about to start walking!” You yelled exasperated.

“Well you’re already two drinks behind so start catchin’ up!” Marcus said, calling the waiter over and ordering another round of beers and a double  shot of tequila for each one.

“Oh it’s gonna be like that then, huh?!” You asked him with raised brows and a smile.

“Uhh, yeah!” He mimicked you in a pitched valley girl accent and the table roared in laughter.

They went around talking about their day and how Richie, as he does, had death threatened Fak for suggesting he should go to anger management classes. Your shoulder rubbed alongside Carmy’s in the small booth as you laughed at their stories and the friction along with your delicate perfume was making it hard to concentrate on anything at all. He took a couple of fries from the dish at the center of the table to keep his mouth occupied as he listened to Syd and you argue about the best contestant in a new baking show you were both watching. 

The shots came with cheers, and as everyone took the small glass in one hand and a lemon wedge in the other, they went around the table to say something they cheered for,

“I’m thankful that I got tomorrow off so I can get as hammered as I want!” Cheered Sweeps and it was followed by a choir of Boo’s from everyone.

“I guess I'm thankful that I got a job that I actually like.” Marcus continued and the Boo’s turned to Aw’s.

“And I’m very thankful for you, bunch of idiots.” You finished shily and only Marcus, who was sitting across from you, noticed your eyes linger a little too long on Carmy.

Their little glasses clinged against one another and everyone downed the transparent liquid with a scrunched face. 

The conversations broke into groups again, and he took his shot at catching your attention before anyone else. He gently bumped his shoulder against yours while he took a sip of alcohol for courage. From his side view he saw you had turned up to look at him and noticed you swallow hard scanning his features. When he turned to you, a soft smile covered your face and it was hard not to smile back.

“Hey” You whispered, bumping your shoulder back to his softly.

“You..um, you look really nice.” He said leaning towards you so you could hear him better above the music, and also so no one else would  notice his words. 

His breath ghosted over the skin of your ear and you were thankful for the jacket covering your already bumpy skin.  

“Thank you.” You whispered, cheeks warm.

“Look, I’m sor-“ 

“I’m sorry for-“

You interrupted each other, then laughed waiting for the other to continue. 

“You go.” You insisted.

He breathed in deep and turned his torso towards you to give himself a false sense of privacy in the crowded space. “I’m really sorry If I made you feel uncomfortable… back at the office.” He started and his eyes jumped between yours trying to decipher your thoughts through your expressions. “That was not cool and kinda creepy and I don’t want you to go because of me-”

“Wait-”

“You’re a great addition to the team, honestly one of the best, you’re good at calming Richie when he gets stressed and you're fast and precise, and you're good for me too-” He kept rambling, his gaze now focused in his hands.

“Carmy-” You tried to interrupt again with no avail.

“And I’d hate for you to leave cause I’m an impulsive jackass and I wouldn’t know what to do if I.. couldn’t see you.. anymore.” He finished swallowing hard, his eyes dragged slowly from his hands to your features and he grew scared of the confession that had left his mouth under the rambling.

All his words separately meant something different, they meant a thank you, a praise, a gentle pat on the back. But not like this, not all together, jumbled and tied with a string of revelation that there might be something more than what he was saying. He saw your chest raise with the motion of a heavy breath and your eyebrows were scrunched in concentration over his face. The background noise had been covered over by the thumping of blood rushing to his head and for a second his heart stopped at the idea that he had dug himself a deeper grave than he had wished for. He stared back at your eyes unable to look away, the ‘Fuck it’ from a couple hours ago now sour on his tongue.

“Do you wanna talk outside?” You whispered leaning forward so he could hear you, brows still knotted together.

You didn’t wait for his answer as you reached down to his tightly clasped hands and wedged your fingers carefully to get them to separate. You held on tightly then began to slip out the booth telling everyone you were gonna get more drinks for the table, before getting lost in the sea of bodies standing around. He let you guide him through the free spaces between the swaying crowd of drunks as he did his best to calm the growing anxiety in his chest. All he could concentrate on were your delicate fingers brushing softly around his hand.

This is what he wanted, right? This is why he had come knowing you would be here, to tell you how he felt, to clear things up, and since the cat’s head was already out the bag, might as well let the rest of the body out. 

‘Let it rip’ his brother’s words danced in his mind and he smiled humorlessly at how they teased him with how easy it sounded to do so.

**********

Fuuuck. You had not planned this far ahead. At least not this early into the night. You expected to do this with maybe another three drinks in your system, when you could still hold a serious conversation without crying for getting rejected cause the voice in your head would slur that it was his loss and that you were still a bad bitch. It also didn’t help that you had smoked a bit while getting ready and the cloudy haze around your brain had not subsided. You were coherent, yes, which was important, however you were not very good with your self control and with the way your throat had closed up at the sight of his profile while he simply took a drink, god you knew this was gonna be hard. 

His confession still swam in the swampy waters of your foggy brain as you pulled both of you through the crowded space. Your hand was tightly wrapped around what you could hold of his and when you finally spotted an exit, your heart leaped in your chest at the idea of how the conversation would go. The emergency door stood tall between the bathroom entrances, an inaudible creek vibrated through the metal as you pushed yourself against it and a cold breeze of air welcomed your face when you both stepped out into the alley. You expected a few smokers to linger around, but then again many who did choose to smoke did it in front of the place, not the side alley like rats; so you were alone. Great.

You finally let go of his hand, a cold absence replacing it, then leaned against the wall in front of the metal exit, staring at him. He took a cigarette from the packet inside his jacket and lit it, mimicking your actions by the door. He took a couple calming drags while both of you thought about what you were gonna say next. 

You could play this two ways: One. Pretend like you hadn’t understood what he said at the booth and say the whole office thing had been a misunderstanding. A little gaslighting wouldn’t hurt, right? It was for your own good anyway, the both of you. The pessimist in you was sure Carmen didn’t know what he was getting into and he already had enough problems trying to get the restaurant off the ground to add yours to the mix. 

And two, Tell him how you felt, fuck the rule. You had known him long enough to know he wasn’t the type of guy you established the rule for in the first place. He was nothing similar to the mutherfuckers you had met in your other jobs, he was nice and patient and cared more about others than he liked to admit; and for fuck’s sake if the bar was already on the floor, finding someone like that and also have him be hot, was not a common occurrence. 

You took your eyes off your boots scraping the pavement to look at him. ‘Why is he so hot and so miserable?!’ you thought as you watched him with his cigarette, the gloss in your eyes making any source of light into twinkling stars. His eyes met yours and normally you would avert your gaze. Normally, however, you would not be in this situation and normally you would not be feeling this angry all of a sudden. 

“You thought I was gonna leave?” You asked. ‘Solid start’.

“I thought I freaked you out.” He shrugged. “You walked out on me.”

“Yeah, and how did you expect me to react?” You respond a little more defensive than you intended. 

“Look, I know it was fucked and I’m sorry, okay? I just-” He took another drag to calm himself down then looked back at you, ocean eyes harboring a storm. “I don’t know what happens to me… when you're around. You make my chest not hurt as much and I- It feels easier to breathe with you.” 

You stayed silent, staring at him through hooded eyes and heavy breaths, trying to keep your mind clear because how could you concentrate on anything when he spoke so sweetly about you? You had to keep reminding yourself that this was for the best. Around you, the low rumble of the music vibrating past the walls could still be heard, like a distant world existing outside your current bubble of angst.

“Wh-what did you mean?” He asked after a long silence and he noticed the confusion in your blank stare. “When you said you needed to get me out your system, what was that?” 

Carmy noticed the subtle change in your expression, how your shoulders tensed and you diverted your gaze to anything else but him. You wanted to shout that it meant exactly that, he was so deep in your thoughts that some days you had caught yourself shamelessly daydreaming about the two of you together, in any way possible. But the last rational part in your brain held your tongue from speaking, you couldn’t say it, there was too much at risk to do so and he was not helping with the way his words were making your chest swell. You were getting angry because this would be so much easier if he was just another asshole. 

You shrugged looking at him. “Nothing, i-it just came out.” ‘Gaslighting it is.’ 

He exhaled a humorless laugh, his eyes still trained on you. “You’re a shitty liar, you know that?” He said with a last drag of his cig before flicking it to the ground and stomping on it.

He raked a hand through his hair and shameful observation had taught you that this meant Carmy was getting stressed.

“Okay, fine! You wanna know?!” You finally spat with anger, “Because I fuckin’ like you, Carmen!” You raised your arms in exasperation. “Because you have no fuckin’ idea what it does to me when you look at me like-like that!” His gaze was fixated on you, head slightly tilted down and to the right, jaw tensed. His brows dropped lower in a scowl and a jolt of lightning traveled down your back at his expression.

“And why didn’t you say anything!” He yelled back.

“Oh, seriously?! What did you want me to say? I need two roast beef sandwiches, hold the peppers and FYI Carmy, I got a crush on you?!”

“How the fuck was I supposed to know then?!” He said in frustration, taking a step closer to you and the height difference was significantly more noticeable when he wasn’t shrinking into himself.

“You weren’t supposed to, that’s the fuckin’ point!” His shoulders fell slightly and the strength in your voice lowered. “I just... needed to get over you and you’d never know. Get you out my system with someone else and never have to mention it.”

Carmy tried to ignore the flashes of your rosy cheeks and short breaths, panting under someone else. ‘This is not the time.’ he reminded himself.

“So, what? You were just gonna leave me believing I did somethin’ wrong to you when you actually liked me?”

“I wasn’t gonna leave.” You whispered. The words get caught on your tongue and you take a deep breath before continuing.

“But the last time I liked someone at my job it… It didn’t turn out right.” You struggle to calm your racing thoughts, his eyes a distracting lighthouse guiding you back in. His brows knitted together. “I don’t wanna go through that again, Carmy” You said defeated.

“You don’t know if it’s gonna be the same.” His voice pleaded just above a whisper, lower than you were used to when it came to him or his cousin.

“I don’t think I can risk it.” You whispered back, doing your best to keep the tears under control.

You were both silent for a while, until Carmy began to shake his head slowly.

“No, no, no you don’t get to do that, okay? You don’t get to tell me you like me then immediately blow me off cause some asshole in the past hurt you.” He took the last two strides in your direction, his chest now so close you could feel the heat radiating from his body.

You pushed yourself against the wall from the sudden proximity. Your breath seized in your lungs as you felt both his hands cup the sides of your face and tilt it up to stare deep into the pits of your eyes. You swallowed hard at all the scenarios flashing through your head, the turn of events giving you whiplash. He lowered his forehead slowly to yours, your eyelashes fluttered trying to close, but your eyes were fixed on his. Carmy’s face was so close, you could feel the heat off his breath. The smell of tobacco that lingered around you and mixed with the smokey wood scent that seemed to cling to him after a long workday, had your head grasping onto the last threads of self control left in  you.

“Tell me to stop. Tell me to stop and I’ll do it, I’ll never touch you again or mention it, I promise.” He rambled, a soft desperation clear in his voice. “I won’t even look in your direction but please, please don’t ever think for a second that I would do anything to hurt you.” He whispered.

Even in the darkness of the alley, you could tell his irises had swallowed the last drop of blue, now so dark and glossy you could see your own despair reflected back to you. You swallowed hard to get rid of the cottonmouth and his eyes flickered towards your lips for less than a second. ‘God, why couldn’t you just say yes?!’ Your head screamed at you through the dissipating smog of weed and untampered emotions.

He had not only given you his heart on a golden platter, but had plated it himself and set the table for you, too. Now it was solely your decision if you wanted to take it or not, if you wanted to guard his heart next to yours for safekeeping or let it finish crumbling on the grime covered pavement. You stared at his features in contemplation and scanned your brain for all the ways it told you this could go wrong. And yet, even after a thousand scenarios came up, you held in protective arms the few ones that bloomed a warm excitement in your chest. You wanted to, even if it was just this once, to be fearless, jump into the unknown regardless of the outcome. You truly did.

“It’s not that easy.” You whispered, shutting your eyes to avoid the look of hurt haunting over his. His hands faltered their grip on your face and soon a cold rush of air replaced the warm contact.

You reopened your gaze to see him standing with his hands now resting on the brick beside your head, defeated. His stare was glued to his tattooed skin, not even daring to look directly at you anymore and you knew, he was withdrawing back to the depths of his mind where one goes when you’ve been completely shattered. You could see his jaw tense up, probably in anger and he was well in his right to be so. He had bared his feelings to you and you had massacred them all over the walls in less than five words. ‘It’s better like this.’ You tried to convince yourself.

“I’m so sorry Carmy, but I-I can’t-”

He cleared his throat then pushed himself back with enough force that it almost felt like he had pulled on an invisible string against your chest.

“No- uh, no I get it.” he sniffled “You’re right, it’s better this way.” He did his best to avoid your gaze, settling it on anything around the empty alley. “I’m gonna go buy the drinks and then head home.”  He said walking back to the door.

You watched still from your position by the wall how he reached for the handle pulling the metal open. An immediate rumble of bass surrounded the once empty area as Carmy walked halfway in then stopped. He slightly turned his head in your direction, eyeing you over his shoulder.

“Don’t-uh.. don’t worry about.. this.” He said to you over the music. “I meant what I said about not sayin’ anythin’.” He rose his head to the sky for a couple seconds then back down. “So, don’t worry about it.” The gravel under his feet groaned as he turned to look at you one last time, “See you at work, chef.”

He was gone with a slam of the door. You stayed motionless, fixated on the space his body had occupied only seconds before. The ghost of his touch still tingled on your face and it took you an unspeakable amount of strength to not break down for the second time that day. It was already atrocious enough that you had committed what was probably the second worst mistake of your life by letting him go, but if you let yourself fall apart in a dingy unlit back alley of some bar, you have truly found a point lower than you thought possible. So with a very, very shaky breath and with the vast expertise as a teen with an overprotective mother, you pulled yourself together, sniffled back the tears and made your way inside ready to pretend like the last fifteen minutes had never happened.

When you reached the booth with your friends, a tray of five shots sat untouched on the table and a sour taste invaded your mouth to see the sixth had been downed and turned upside down at the end of the tray. 

“Carmy said your mom called, is everything okay?” Sydney asked as soon as you were in earshot, the pit in your stomach grew again  because even after hurting him, he still considerate enough to cover for your absence.

“Uh… yeah she’s fine. Just wanted to know when I’d be back.” You lied as you slid back into the booth.

With no hesitation, you reached for one of the glasses and downed it straight, no lemon. Syd gave a confused look to your expressionless face and even reached for one of the glasses to prove it was actually alcohol when you were laughing at Angel and Macus’ arm wrestling.

The liquid burned a distracting path down your throat and kept your attention diverted enough from the emotions you knew you’d have to figure out when the fog had lifted. For now, at least you would allow yourself to play with the idea that everything was fine and that your chest wasn’t shattering with every whiff of his lingering scent that permeated on your jacket.

The rest of the night was a blur of strawberry daiquiris, tequila shots, terrible karaoke and the guys competing over who could throw the furthest a traffic cone they found off the side of the road while walking you and Syd home, at almost four in the morning. They had dropped you off with a chorus of slurred ‘bye byess’ and kept walking in the direction of “Adventure” as Sweeps had called it. On your way up, the usual still stairs had become a workout to climb and Syd had almost landed on her ass on the second and third floor, before tripping on the forth and sliding belly first down half the flight of stairs. You did your best to contain the laughter after seeing her reaction to finally landing with nothing but a bruised chin and ego, but her surprised face was enough to have you slumping on the last step and heaving with tears in your eyes. After you both caught your breath, you reached towards her and held her hand until you were in the safety of your room.

You giggled drunk while changing into your pajamas and turned to Sydney, telling her about your foolproof plan of going home with a stranger to get Carmy out of your head.

“I don’t get it.. why not jus’ like, bang Carmy, right? And get it over with?” She said between hiccups as you both climbed into your bed.

“It’s jus’ not the same!” You whined, turning off the light. “He’s too good for that.” You heard Syd groan beside you and you’re glad the lights were off so she couldn’t see you rolling your eyes at her. “He is!”

You shimmied under the covers and stared at the glow in the dark stickers on your ceiling, the alcohol making them swim around the blank canvas like shooting stars.

“He’s sweet and kind and… funny in like a fucked up, kinda tragic way..” you giggle “and he’s so fuckin’ hot, Sydney! So hot! Every time he looks at me with those eyes I want him to bend me over the expo an-“ you feel a soft smack against your face and the plushness of the pillow drowns out your laughs. 

Syd groaned in disgust at the image you planted in her head “Dude gross! Why would I ever need to know that?!” She said taking the pillow back from you. 

You giggled again and turned to Syd’s silhouette, softly combing back the braids that rested on her shoulder to distract yourself. “I think I really fucked up tonight, Syddy.” You finally admitted in the darkness of your safe space and heavily intoxicated. 

Sydney hummed in question and you knew you only had a few moments of clarity before falling unconscious. You took the end of one of her braids and used it to tickle under her nose to keep her awake a little longer while you failed to understand the many emotions in your head.

“I think he hates me now.” You said softly, a small tear sliding out your eye and quickly disappearing into the soft fabric of your pillow.

She scratched at her nose in frustration then slightly slapped her palm against your forehead. You laughed softly but continued to bug her.

“He could never hate you, he loves you too much.” She mumbled carelessly, readjusting herself and swinging a leg up on your hip under the duvet.

Your cheeks felt warm at the idea of love and even though you knew it was too soon to call it that, you couldn’t avoid the fuzzy feeling the word brought to your insides. ‘Oh to be loved’ you thought ‘and by Carmy of all people’. 

“You can’t know that.” You said with a sniffle, caressing the tip of her braid now on your own nose. You liked how it tickled.

Syd sighed before lifting her head as best she could in her drunk and half asleep state and slurred your name “Please, that man has been tripping-over-his-feet in love with you since day one.” She paused to pull her hair from your hands and adjust the pillow under her. “You two are the only idiots who haven’t noticed.” Then laid her head back down with a soft smack.

A new sensation filled your chest, one you hadn’t really given a name to before because there hadn’t been a reason to. It was a warmth that spread from the crown of your head down to the tips of all your extremities as your friend’s words floated in your head. A slow smile extended across your face and with the last waves of consciousness you decided to put an end to all the doubt and talk to him tomorrow, the stupid rule be damned. 

Capter 4.

Taglist: @pearlstiare and that’s it lmao

#carmen berzatto x reader #the bear & the fox #carmen berzatto x you #the bear fx #carmy berzatto #carmy the bear #carmy x reader #carmy smut #the bear tv #carmy berzatto headcanon #the bear headcanon #carmy berzatto imagines #carmy berzatto fluff #carmen berzatto smut #carmy berzatto smut #carmen 'carmy' berzatto #carmy x poc reader

[crushedsweets]

WWHAT WUD THE CREEPS DO 4 HALLOWEEN I MUST KNOW

anon... yes i like this. general disclaimer this is tailored to my au !! stuff under cut

toby likes it, thinks its fun and stuff. he's not the type to dress up beyond like, maybe a jacket and a mask or whatever, but he'll go and buy(steal) stupid ass halloween decorations from spirit or the dollar store. there r several mini skeletons sitting around his cabin. he treats it like elf on the shelf, but. . . skeletons... def will sit around and watch scary movies with a bag of halloween candy . totally carves pumpkins with whoever will do it with him

tim wouldnt really want to do much cuz he's just tired, but he probably would put out a small little pumpkin and bowl of candy outside his door. he's in an apartment so he doesnt really get trick or treaters. will prob buy some candy after halloween so its on sale

brians so annoying omfg(lovingly) he'd buy a fake arm, blood, and wig and stick it in his trunk so it looks like an arm is sticking out. yall know what im talking about. him and tim share an apartment so he'd prob try to actually put something simple around it, like some plastic pumpkins, but nothing really big. he is also a grown man with no kids, so he doesnt find himself going all out for these things

natalie. ok i recently made it where she's either already a tattoo artist, or learning to be a tattoo artist or whatever, but i could see her and some coworkers setting up the shop all halloweeny. she's so fucking tall that they'd just call her over for all the spider web stuff. she thinks its fun and she likes halloween a lot so it's cool. she'd get a huge kick out of doing halloween tattoos during october too. goes and hangs out with toby/nina for it

nina goes to parties . she HAS to get a whole new costume for every party. its super wasteful but she doesnt care all that matters is shes sexy. every year without fail she is a sexy gothic vampire for one of the parties. she works at hot topic, BUT she'd absofuckinglutely get a second job at spirit halloween for october. she's a creepy galll... def sets her apartment up super cutely, brings toby and nat over so they can carve pumpkins with her, tries to dress them up, etc. tons of halloween posts on her social medias too LOL shes so cute

jeff would prob also go to more like... weirder ( ?) parties with creeps and scary people roaming around just doing crazy shit. warehouse shit. prob finds someone to bring home and kill. he thinks its fun, its easier to just go about his days looking the way he does, he loves scaring the fucking shit out of people. doesnt decorate or wear costumes though, says its cringe LMFAO. hates how hyped nina is about it

jane and mary would totally decorate, but in a much more.. ? elegant ? way. like those tall skinny candles, swap out their doormat for something halloween themed, really nicely done pumpkins for some reason. jane would want to host a cute little halloween dinner for uni friends. probably just gets simple costumes, like she'd put on a witch hat and black dress and thats all, but its cute. takes sally (and ben, if sally asks him to come) trick or treating.

sally draws tons of drawings, loves disney halloween marathons, paints on pumpkins(doesnt like the smell of gutting them), etc. she'd decorate with jane cuz she lives w her. she loves it so much but she still gets scared of the animatronic things at stores and stuff LOL. begs ben to trick or treat w her. really embarrassing for ben

ben wouldnt do much besides like. he'd get worse w his internet trolling (scaring the fucking shit out of teens on the internet), start doing more actual hauntings bc nobody will believe his victims during october which means slender wont find out he's doing it. he would not want to go trick or treating..but he'd go with sally with a pillow case and he'd try to awkwardly stand further back but the ppl at the door would always b like 'aw dont be shy come here!' LOL

jack doesnt celebrate it, his family didnt really celebrate it much when he was human so he doesnt do it now. he does get kinda sad during holiday season though, cuz of obvious reasons, but halloween isnt the strongest Pain for him

liu is so fucking miserable theres no way. jk he'd set out like, some pumpkins and maybe get one of those lights that project ghosts onto his garage, but he wouldnt want to go all out or do anything to the inside of his house. jeff really liked halloween when he was younger so its kinda like ouch but he's getting overit. i guess. . .

kate doesnt..celebrate anything........ but when she does occasionally visit the cabin, maybe for food or a shower, and she sees toby decorated, she'd be happy to see it. she's kinda unsettling to be around, but she'd sit down and watch a movie with him in silence. then bring a massive bag of candy to the mine w her w/o telling toby. he just had to cope

ann and lulu dont do anything in the hospital. they dont really have any concept of time........... or the resources to decorate... and they dont get any trick or treaters... cuz theyre...stuck in an abandoned hospital in the woods . . . yeah..

ty for ask anoni like this one. very simple but very sweet

#asks #creepypasta fanart #creeped #ticci toby #clockwork creepypasta #god i dont wanan tag #i give up #nina the killer #ill do my 3 and thats it.

[cure-icy-writes]

Okay so. A lot of people have been making cute little dungeon meshi aus where it's modern, but specifically the cast lives in one place. Figured I should maybe share mine?

Anyways. Dungeon Meshi but it's midwestern.

-Senshi, i think, is a regular presence in the church but is the kind of christian that the pastor has beef with. He has an apron with two fish and five loaves of bread on it, and can be found at pretty much every barbecue and church potluck. No one's sure if he's really devoted to jesus or just heard the story of a guy feeding an entire crowd and started showing up to church to feed people. He has caused two married men to have their bisexual awakenings.

-The town they all live in has an extremely high density of restaurants, meaning the only thing to do around there is go out to eat. The gang goes out to eat new places a lot together!

-Izutsumi is a warrior cats kid who was probably bullied for hissing and biting the other kids. The gang recognizes that she's not mean, she's just badly socialized and also seventeen. She lives in a group home, but has been running away less ever since she got promised regular meals.

-Related: Chilchuk is a union guy who is covertly making sure every restaurant they go to is up to code. He keeps shutting down places for not having adequate safety measures for their employees.

-Izutsumi has decided she's going to hang out with Chilchuk sometimes and will stop by his workplace. He's insistent that he's not adopting any more children, but has been teaching her how to budget, how to lie convincingly enough to get a job, and the most ethical places to shoplift from with the fewest risks because she's going to steal things anyways.

-Marcille has never been to a cornfield in her life. She's a Chicago kid, who really misses her deep dish pizza and that really good Italian place, but she's here to study some rare microorganisms.

-Marcille studies a very weird field of medicine that involves looking for medical uses in odd places. She's looking to eliminate class divides in lifespan by trying to find more affordable medicines for diseases that primarily affect the lower class.

-Her father died of asbestos poisoning from working in unsafe conditions when she was a kid, so she's especially alert for it, and gets a little neurotic around flu season.

-Laios and Falin used to go to the creek behind their house all the time to catch crawdads, and sometimes he'll still do it for old time's sake.

-Laios flunked out of college because they couldn't handle his autism rizz. He's going to trade school for the culinary arts, but he keeps trying to cook things he shouldn't.

-Laios checked out the massive dragon books from the library and cried when he found out they weren't real.

-He does furry commissions online, but he's not the best with customer negotiations and keeps wondering how many nipples someone's fursona has. Chilchuk helped him build his profile to appeal to commissioners who like speculative biology.

-Falin watched her brother flunk and went "hm, I think I will not." she's an apprentice at a local gardening shop. You think she's a normal sweet cottagecore kind of girl but then she starts gushing about soil nutrients and sustainability and you realize. Oh. Oh this is the kind of girl who would romanticize being buried under a tree and having it consume her bones.

-Laios wears shirts with anatomically correct dinosaur skeletons on them, but he has to order them online and frequently complains that there are no good clothing shops nearby. Senshi heard him say this, and introduced him to fabric paint.

#dungeon meshi midwestern AU

[lilypadlys]

Domestic December Day 17 - Hobbies Together

Some ghoul hobby headcanons with emphasis on them hanging out together

Notes: Prompt list by comp-lady. See prompt list here

Ghoul hobbies below the cut or on AO3

Cirrus: Puzzles. Cirrus likes puzzles because they’re calming and meditative. She can set a puzzle out and work on it for hours without getting bored. It’s good for alone time. That being said though, she loves when Cumulus joins her. Between the two of them they can knock out a puzzle in a day.

Cumulus: Jewelry making. Cumulus loves jewelry making. Anything from stringing beads on woven cord to pulling out her soldering iron and affixing settings to rings, pendants and earrings. Every pack member has jewelry from her that she made with them in mind.

Sunshine: Dancing. Sunshine’s favorite hobby is dancing because it’s a great outlet to use all her nervous energy. Being quiet and sitting still doesn’t really do it for her. This girl has got to move. She’ll just put headphones on, hit shuffle on her playlist, and go. She is also known for starting dance parties in the den common area.

Aurora: Painting. Aurora is an amazing painter. She discovered her talent shortly after being summoned and now the craft store is her favorite place. She has painted murals in all the ghoul’s rooms and has become the official portrait artist, mural painter, and overall art director for the ministry.

Dewdrop: Meditation. It’s Dewdrop's fiery temper that actually led him to trying meditation. He needed an outlet and a way to manage his extreme highs and lows. He finds meditation grounding and it helps him relax even in stressful times like tours. Aether regularly joins him, proud of the effort Dew is making.

Rain: Video games. Gamer boy Rain, need I say more? He loves many genres of games from single player RPGs to multiplayer tournament style games. He has a group of online friends he plays with regularly but he also plays with the pack as well. Phantom took a liking to racing games so the two of them duke it out in the common room frequently.

Mountain: Gardening. Mountain is the ministry’s head gardener so it makes sense that he has a fondness for gardening. Even in his free time he's out in the gardens and greenhouse checking on his plants. He also has at least twenty different species of plant in pots in his room so part of his morning routine is tending to those as well. When the weather’s nice, Aurora often brings her portable easel out to the greenhouse to paint while Mountain tends to the garden.

Aether: Reading. When Aether’s not working in the hospital wing or hanging out with the pack, he’s reading. He loves books and learning. He’s not picky and reads a bit of every genre but mystery and romance books are probably his favorite. Everyone gets him books for his summoning day.

Swiss: Cooking. Considering that Dew, Aurora, and Phantom had to be banned from the kitchen after nearly setting things on fire, it's fortunate that Swiss not only likes to cook but is amazing at it. He has tons of recipes memorized and is constantly raiding the library’s cookbook collection for new recipes to try. When it comes to baking, Cumulus often joins him to help.

Phantom: Watching nature documentaries. Rain was watching a documentary of sharks one day and Phantom was so enraptured that he ended up stealing the remote and watching it on loop for several days. He’s since expanded and will watch basically any animal documentary. He still frequently rewatches the one on bats which triggered his love of the “sky puppies” as he loves to call them. When the pack took him to the zoo for the first time they thought he was going to explode in excitement.

#the band ghost #ghost fanfiction #nameless ghouls #namelessghoulettes #nameless ghoul headcanons #domestic december 2023 #lys writes

[wildravenfeathers]

How'd Nina meet the other members of her team? Corviknight she's know since before the evolution to that form, but what of the others?

Nina's primary Pokemon team came from her journey across Paldea, save for Arbok, who she found during a school trip to Kitakami. She once let it slip in front of Kieran that she liked how Arbok's scales were purple and black like his hair, which his older sister Carmine overheard and still brings up to this very day. Arbok is big and intimidating, but outside of battle, he's surprisingly gentle with people, especially younger kids. It seems this Pokemon reminds Nina of Kieran in more ways than one.

(She's also caught Kieran snuggling with Arbok on several occasions, along with Seviper in a danger-noodle cuddle pile.)

Houndoom was found in a cave that Nina followed Koraidon into, back when he was just a little Houndour. She'd been attacked by these Pokemon before in the same place in the past, but it didn't deter her from wanting to have one on her team. Her Houndoom is unusually big for his species, which can set some people on edge when they first meet him, but he's very sweet and is always asking for pets and belly rubs once he gets to know them. He and Arven's Mabosstiff are best buddies and often play with each other during visits.

He's basically a Great Dane who thinks he's still small enough to be a lapdog. If he likes someone, he WILL try to lie on top of them on the couch. Arven spoils the heck out of him, and lets him get away with anything when Nina's not around.

(Arven, I saw that. Stop giving Houndoom bites of your sandwich!"

"Oh, what, like you don't spoil Mabosstiff whenever my back is turned?!")

Noivern was also found in a cave, in the farthest reaches of Northeast Paldea, up in the bamboo forests and mountains near one of Team Star's bases. Noivern has a wild and fierce personality, which can be unsettling outside of battle, especially when he makes eye contact. Nina's friends say he looks like he's plotting their murder whenever he stares at them. It took a while for Noivern to trust Nina after she caught him, and he has moments where he can still be unpredictable and dangerous. However, he enjoys letting off steam with battles, and works wonderfully with Corviknight as an aerial battle duo.

Penny gets creeped out by Noivern the most. She's been jumpscared several times by him during the night, so her feelings are completely justified.

Honchkrow was found at the foot of Glaseado Mountain, thankfully without a flock of Murkrow in tow. As expected of his species, Honchkrow is mischievous and cunning, and he loves to show off his underhanded tactics on the battlefield. He's mostly well-behaved outside of battle, choosing to perch somewhere high up so he can keep an eye on everything that's going on while he preens his feathers. However, he does enjoy stealing food and shiny objects from strangers every now and then, which results in lots of apologies to them from his Trainer. Honchkrow also has a knack for vocal mimicry, and likes to imitate all kinds of sounds just to mess with people.

Nina always warns her friends if Honchkrow is right behind them, so that they can protect their snacks and avoid getting pecked at. Sometimes he's a good boy and will try to preen their hair or give them little gifts (like a stick or a rock), but they know he's just trying to butter them up for extra treats. Nemona falls for it every time, and has a small collection of all the gifts he's given her.

Seviper was found in a boggy, muddy area with lots of Wooper and Clodsire. She looks scary with her huge fangs and blade-like tail, and her venom is something not to be messed around with, as Nina would tell you from first-hand experience. But behind all that poison is a sweet danger-noodle who loves to be pampered and wants to be your friend. Seviper's the type who's content to curl up and be with people no matter what they're doing. You could be watching paint dry and she'll still want to hang out with you. She also loves getting baths so her black scales can look nice and shiny in the sun. Kieran's probably the only other person who's the most comfortable around her, and he lets her hang out in his dorm during study sessions.

Corviknight was found just outside of Mesagoza, right when Nina started her Treasure Hunt journey off campus. As a Rookidee, he'd been injured in the wild, and Nina was quick to take him in after she nursed him back to health. She didn't expect him to be absolutely huge for a Corviknight when he evolved, nearly as tall as a Mudsdale. His sheer size, battle scars, and menacing red eyes can be off-putting at first, and his protective nature can frighten those who don't know him that well. He's closely bonded to his Trainer after she saved his life, and won't hesitate to jump into the fray to protect her from harm, no matter how big or small the perceived threat is. He's slow to trust other people, but once that trust is earned, he reveals a more relaxed and gentler side, and will even protect them too without a second thought.

Being from Galar, Penny has a soft spot for Corviknight, as he reminds her of home. She loves to give him baths and knows how to make his metallic armor and feathers look extra shiny.

#pokemon #pokemon sv #pokemon scarlet and violet #corviknight #pokemon kieran #arven #penny #nemona #pokemon oc #houndoom #seviper #arbok #honchkrow #noivern #kieran pokemon #carmine pokemon

[rzyraffek]

If slashers interact regulalary, like as if going about more or less like rgeular people(but still slahsers of course :P), I am curious. Jamie Llyod, how would slashers interact with there buddies niece?Suddenly finding herself with a bunch of honorary "uncles"

Specific curisiotes include, Brahms, Jason, Bubba, both Scream guys(Billy and Stu), Leslie Vernon, and anyone else you might wanna toss in there if your happy to answer :)

AWWWW (i had to google Jamie Llyod cuz i thought you meant a guy from lego ninjago cartoon series and i was a little confused) Request open!!

Voorhees Jason

HE WILL BE SO SCARED PLS HE, HE CANT, HE CANNOT COMPERHAND

Accually he seems to be great with kids, he is just overthinking. If they go to shop together he wont be able to resist buying her whatever snack she wants!

He would rather pick her up and carry her around than to hold her hand because he gets distracted easly and he would just loose her in middle of forest

Jason will melt if jamie will say something along the lines "you are the best unlce ever!!" he will litteraly pass out and die

Jason and Micheal are besties so i can see them just hanging around and Micheal just randomly bringing her with him. just to chill and vibe. It would be very quiet vibe due to them being mute but it doesnt stop them from hanging out!

Billy and Stu! (tw to yall homophobes, this biches gay)

"ew a child..." "sup uncle Billy and Stu" "uhh look you are here only because Micheal made us baby sit you" "lol okay"

"I hate childen so much Stu :( " "Cmon its not that bad! She painted my nails!" "of course she did" "Also she said Im way better baby sitter than you!" "I- aint no way you are better than me"

This evening just turned into Billy and Stu trying to beat each other in "who is better uncle" competition

"Hey Jamie wanna see a scary movie :]" "cmon shes like 4" "im almost sure shes like 7 dude"

"I'm hungry im calling Micheal" "NONONO I- i mean why- we ordered fastfood! right Stu?" "uhh yeaahh, wait i just need to go outside for a, eeehh for an *runs to nearest fastfood to buy sometihng to eat*

they forgor that children accualy have to eat

they are so chaotic, they will fall asleep together (all 3) while watching Sponge Bob (Stu and Billy are secretly boyfriends btw i do not care that it has nothing to do with this headcanons, i just wanna inform you all)

"I know you guys are gay" " :O WHAT! I mean- who told you that! pfff some prankster probably" "I saw you hold hands! and thats what people do when they love each other! :3"(top tier sin)

Billy and Stu live together probably and their house is such a mess! its probably huge too, because Stu perents kinda rich. So i can imagine them loosing Jamie in middle of hause and then looking for her (shes goofy ah she will pretend they are playing hide and seek jsut to scare the shit out of them)

Heelshire Brahms

HE he would be so akward!!! Like "ehhh uhh hello child why are you in my house child, uhhh bloody hell" (Quick reminder that hes British and i will make fun of him)

HE WOUDL PROBABLY CALL MICHEAL "Uhhh Mr Micheal ur eeh your niece is here uhh can you like pick her up-" Jamie just standing behind hir "AAH-You, you wanna play scrabbles?" "ew no, can we play hide and seek" "Oh.My.God nevermind you can stay"

Micheal just comes to pick her up or something and Brahms with Jamie are already besties and they prolly made frienship braslets (and shit talk some people too)

okay ladies im back and i will write some more soon! pls comment and dont remember to like and subscibe and hit that bell button

tbh i dint have a lot of ideas (thats why Bubba isnt included i just had no clue what to write) but its good ig, and if i will find any people bullying stu/billy for being homosex i will steal ur steam account B)

x reader tags are only for more people to reach this post nothing sus here

#slasher x reader #brahms headcanons #brahms heelsire #brahms imagine #brahms x reader #brahms the boy #jason vorhees headcanon #jason vorhees imagine #jason voorhees #jason vorhees x reader #friday 13th #halloween 4 #billy loomis x reader #stu matcher fluff #stu matcher x reader

[carnivorousyandeere]

SFW Alphabet: Mateo

CW: Manipulation, mentions of violence and death

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Mateo’s really touchy (all the werewolves are, really). He likes sitting on your lap when you sit, and clinging onto your arm when you’re side by side. He’s also big on both teasing and praising, being skilled at making most people react in whichever way he wants. And of course, he wants you to be just as enamored with him as he is with you~💕

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Mateo likes hanging out with Hana and Ace a lot. All four of you together can go to parties and watch horror movies together. One on one with Mateo, he looooves drama and telling you the whole town’s secrets. She also likes doing facemasks, dyeing your hair together, and painting each others’ nails if you want to. Other than coming to the resort and being kidnapped by the werewolves, a way that a friendship could start with him would definitely be by meeting at a party and becoming friends that way. He definitely has “drunk girl in the bathroom at a party who’s super kind to you,” vibes despite being a guy.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Of course Mateo loves cuddles~ especially sitting in your lap, as said earlier. He likes sitting with his back to your chest but LOVES sitting on you the other way and burying his head in your neck or chest. He also loves running his nails across your scalp, neck, and back. Later in the relationship, when he relaxes and gets less strategic about it, you will probably catch him inhaling your scent a lot 👉👈

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Mateo’s pretty good at cooking but haaaates cleaning. I mean he can clean decently well, but he’ll complain about having to. Mateo is obsessed with you, but he’s also not ready to settle down into domesticity just yet. He wants to live hard, fast, and free, side-by-side with you. Marriage and settling down can come later.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

He’s crying and eating ice cream out of the tub with a spoon, and stalks you on every social media you have. Even the secret ones. He’ll work to “glow up,” and gather the mental strength to go out and win you back eventually though 💪

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Mateo will daydream lightly about getting married and has a pinterest board for ideas, but he’s really not ready for marriage and won’t be for at least a few more years. He loves you the most out of everyone in the world, both romantically and platonically, and wants you to know that. That being said, he is very non-monogamous, even by the pack’s standards, and is fine with the both of you having various smaller dalliances. Nobody holds a candle to you in his eyes, though ❤️

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Mateo can be very manipulative, emotionally speaking? I mean it’s harmless… probably. Physically he’s generally very gentle with you. If she gets jealous of someone while he’s holding onto you, his grip on your arm might tighten, nails digging into you by accident though 😳

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Mateo runs up to you and gives you a hug every time he’s been away from you, even if it’s only been like 3 minutes lol. If you can pick him up and twirl him around in a hug, he LOVES that. His hugs are surprisingly tight, for somebody as lithe as him.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Mateo says it immediately, and all the time. He just reallllyyyyyy wants you to know it, and really believe it 🥺❤️

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Mateo gets incredibly jealous, when people “try to steal you away from him and the rest of the pack.” While he doesn’t really mind you flirting with, or even sleeping with, other people, there’s a line that can be crossed with the level of emotional closeness you have with others, at which point he gets jealous. Most of your attention needs to be on him! Everybody else only deserves the leftover scraps of your affection… He’ll get extra clingy, pout, try to pull you away… Mateo is also not above causing a scene, or threatening the other person involved (when you’re not around to hear it).

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Mateo will kiss you as often as you allow her to~~ All of his kisses are very sweet and passionate. He also has a very skilled tongue, and would love nothing more than to make out with you for hours. Mateo loves to kiss and nip at your lips, and your fingers and hands. He loves it the most when you kiss him on the mouth– the rougher and deeper the better; not to get tooooo horny on the sfw alphabet, but he kinda wants to choke on your tongue 🙈

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Mateo’s really good with kids, and has strong parental instincts. 100000/10 would be a great dad– has emotional intelligence and the caring to use that for the kids’ benefit rather than against them, and would be the best advocate for them if there’s problems with their teachers at school and things like that. He will never miss his kids’ ballgames!!! And he will bring snacks and a folding chair and his best sunglasses to watch them play!!!! 🥹💕💕💕

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mateo wakes up pretty early and stays curled up next to/around you, cooing at your sleepy little face when you wake up. It takes everything she has to not poke and pinch at your cheeks~

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Mateo loooooves watching youtube videos and horror movies with you late into the night. He gets a little spooked, but definitely plays it up for cuddles.

Mateo also loves partying with you, and if you don’t want to he’ll try to pout to get you to come with; if you’re shy, he’ll stay by your side the whole time to try and help build you up 💕

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Mateo is very selective and methodical about what he shares and when. He’ll really only share things he thinks you’ll react positively to at first, and it takes him much longer to feel safe sharing the less… photogenic(?) aspects of himself.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Mateo is fairly patient, except for his penchant for jealousy. He can be very vindictive, spiteful, and his passive-aggressiveness can turn into aggression the minute you’re out of earshot. With you, his pouting and stomping-of-the-feet is more of a show than genuine anger. But if you really, and I mean REALLY, did something that deeply betrayed his trust, he MIGHT slap you. Even that is extremely unlikely– he does NOT want to hurt you, and will feel immensely guilty about it forever, and never do it or anything like it again.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Mateo is honestly a bit more forgetful than a lot of my other yanderes, but he fully expects you to remember everything about him and pouts for a long time if you don’t. He always remembers anything about you that strikes him as especially cute or endearing, though 💞

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The moments he sees you with your guard down are all his favorite moments– seeing you, happy and unbothered, free and wild, without concern for whether or not anybody can see you. Whether that’s singing and dancing, enjoying scenery outside, or anything you genuinely love to do. He daydreams about seeing you focused and fixated on activities you love more than any “big” event.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Mateo’s got claws for a reason. He might be on the shorter and lighter side, but he’s still a werewolf. Mateo can and will rip people’s throats out. Hell, he’d rip out their hearts and bring them to you if you asked him to. For the most part, though, I imagine you wouldn’t want that much, and therefore he wouldn’t want you to see him like that. He can wait until you’re out of hearing and vision range before… taking care of any problems.

Mateo also LOVES it when you’re protective and defensive over him, though. He’s also the kind of person to cry, and when you pick him up to carry him away he’ll leer at the other person, sticking his tongue out and flipping them off over your shoulder where you can’t see 😂

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Mateo is USUALLY very good about remembering anniversaries, but noooot always. Either way, you’re getting a lot of flowers, candy, and jewelry (if you like those). He’s also got a pinterest board dedicated to things he thinks you’d like, and so often he’ll order those sorts of gifts for you~ He also loves picking out outfits for the both of you for dates :D

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Manipulation, definitely… I feel bad, harping on that so much, but it really can’t be overstated how much he wants you to like him and feel protective of him, and the lengths she’ll go to for those goals. He also uses these powers of socializing to cause drama between other people, and sit back to watch like it’s reality t.v.— one of the more toxic sides of his relationship with Ace is egging him on to watch him fight.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Mateo’s pretty concerned with his appearance. 

In the day-to-day, he goes for an “effortless appearance,” but it’s obvious the time he puts into her hair and makeup. She and Hana will share clothes sometimes, both preferring a kind of soft grunge, tomboyish look.

For partying, Mateo loves to glam it up; the more glittery, the better! He looks reallyyy good in glittery silver ☺️

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes, like the rest of the pack, Mateo would be crushed if you ever got away, or something else happened to you. He would become incredibly depressed and spend all of his time curled up in bed alone.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Mateo is a cis-ish guy, and mostly goes by he/him, but also likes using she/her pronouns sparingly~

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Hmmm… I’m not sure how to phrase this, but if you challenge the way he presents himself– as delicate, soft, and in need of your sympathy, that will make him feel… unsettled? Aggravated? I’m not sure. I mean, he definitely isn’t as weak and in need of your help as he’ll portray, but it also makes him sad if you treat him as the capable person he really is? Sorry, that’s probably very abstract; he just wants you to take care of him and feels frustrated if you insist he take care of himself instead.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?)

Mateo sleeps in soft short-shorts and sweatshirts (preferably one of yours), and usually cuddles with a plushy or one or more of the other werewolves. He’s not a fan of sleeping alone. Also he has the CUTEST sleepy face and yawn ever!!!! I must emphasize this, the mental image of him yawning and rubbing at his eye with his sweater paw is filling me with so much cute aggression!!! 🥺🥺🥺

Sometimes after parties he will fall asleep face-down on the bed, still in his makeup and dress with his heels hanging half off his feet.

#oc mateo #my thoughts #yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere cw #yandere werewolf #werewolves #werewolf pack #werewolf #sfw alphabet

[hannahhook7744]

New Crewmate info:

1. Zee Snoops.

Parent Relationships:

Medusa: Medusa pretty much ignores Zee until she needs her to steal something. When she does need something from her, she'll shower her with attention and gifts until she gets what she wants,  then goes back to ignoring her. This makes Zee attention starved, and willing to do whatever it takes to please her mother.

Once she joins Hannah, she realizes that this isn't normal behavior and cuts contact with Medusa, no matter how much she begs. (Though she has bad moments where she's tempted to contact her again)

Snoops: Before and after joining Hannah, Zee had the same opinion of her father: he's a selfish, spineless, cowardly idiot who just does whatever his wife tells him to do. He'd often blame Zee for something that he himself did just to avoid Medusa's wrath.

(These were easy, as we already see how these two interact with children in canon, so hurray for taking the easy way out!)

Age: 13.

Hobbies: Stealing (formerly-ish), shiny things, collecting random objects, reading, adventuring, climbing, jogging

Pets: A baby crocodile named Sobek

Weapon of Choice: A fucking glock I guess??

Personality: Selfish (she's working on it), petty (she's not working on it), awkward, angry, dorky, sweet (eventually), problem solver, people-pleaser

And favorite color: Pink.

Met Hannah: While searching for Diamonds in a hole.

Zee tries to steal something from Hannah's crew on behalf of her mother. She gets caught (obviously) and Hannah tries to convince her to join them. Zee is reluctant at first (think Zuko joining team Avatar, (idk if you've ever watched ATLA)) and is kind of an asshole, but comes around eventually.

Other random things:

-She is TERRIFIED of mice and rats

-Because of this, she has an overblown, one-sided rivalry with Claudine Frollo

-Once the barrier opens, she and Penny get along fantastically

-She has glasses that she used to despise. Once she joined Hannah, she actually started wearing them, and can finally fucking SEE

-She's a huge fucking dork, a trait that she used to hide to appear tough and cool

-Is insanely jealous of her younger sister, Ramonda, as she feels like her parents find more use out of Ramonda then her

-After hanging out with the junior crew members of Hannah's crew, she starts to appreciate her sister more.

-Since her mom is Madame Medusa (who is inspired by Cruella de Vil), she puts more effort into her appearance. She likes pinks, animal furs/skins, and jewelry and won't wear contrasting colors like pink/red, red/green, blue/orange ect.

-Before joining HannahZee had close to zero friends. Madame Medusa kept her isolated for the most part, but she knew the Tremaine grandchildren, since Madame Medusa spends a lot of her time at Curl up and Dye, and maybe the de Vil cousins, since Cruella and Medusa are frenemies.

- Zee brings a rock and a stick over to the bridge to try and bash the barrier down herself, just to taste that sweet, sweet chocolate once Hannah is in Auradon.

2. Kyle White:

Middle child of Snow White and Prince Florian.

Age 13 years old.

Personality: Absentminded, selfish to other aks, loyal to Hannah, petty, disinterested most of the time, immature, etc.

Weapon of choice: Rocks and Sword.

Hobbies: Jogging, nature walks, chess, video games, reading gossip magazines, maybe photography, etc.

Any pets: A deer named 'Daisy'.

Favorite color: Black.

Theme song: Lazy song by Bruno Mars.

Also didn't care about Hannah hiding three other vks in her room and tries to comically hide the information from other people and cover it up.

3. Olivia LeGume.

Age 15.

Affair baby of the Enchantress and Gaston LeGume born while he was married to Laurette.

Personality: Sweet, level headed, a bit ill tempered occasionally, but overall loving.

Has a pet horse named 'Sweetie' (eventually) and a pet cat named 'Lovely'.

Hobbies: Cooking, painting, reading, napping, looking for candy, watching tv, hanging out with friends, and listening to music.

Weapon: She's handy with a bow and arrow.

She has magic.

Her favorite colors are teal and black.

Tolerates Treycor. Doesn't like Eduardo, Parker, or James.

4. Nate Stiltskin.

Only surviving (adopted) child of of Rumplestiltskin.

12-15 years old.

Personality: snarky, somewhat sweet, responsible, sneaky, mischievous, playful, and mysterious.

Has magic.

Pet: a pidgen named 'Spotter.'

Hobbies: Disappearing, fake magic tricks, studying, pulling pranks, setting up boobytraps, reading, writing, gaming, spying, etc.

#descendants #disney descendants #melissa de la cruz #disney #descendants au #wicked world #disney descendants au #descendants ocs #descendants original characters #etc

[eldritch-spouse]

Hey friend! sorry if ill be ask spamming your blog but I recently fell in love with your universe and I feel like we were born under the same star. But wit that out of the way... here it goes

Some new strange phenomena have been sweeping the clergy

The Admin is popular with regular clients! Some have even tried to request some personal services. Admin has had enough! She's also sick of trying to act kind while she refuses the clients.

She had an idea though! She could take advantage of her recent popularity and gain the Clergy an extra buck or two. With the help of Patches, the admin released a life-like chibi doll to sell to customers for a limited time only! The price might be a little high, but plenty of customers are still willing to buy. (Is this OOC? Maybe, but I had so much fun with the idea so roll with it please)

I also thought it would be funny if the plushie had a little butt when you removed her dress, like this. With the adorable stiched eye staring at them, the staff couldn't resist! But what exactly do the staff do with their admin doll? (descriptions and NSFW welcome)

[I wasn't born under a star, I'm pretty sure some forest fiend thing laid an egg on my mom's doorstep and she just rolled with it. :)) That's a cute interpretation of her btw.]

I like the idea of a little merch line being started, though it decidedly has to be a little OOC, because Krulu probably wouldn't agree with such childish depictions of his host. Symbolism and imagery are important to siadar, an offensive or disrespectful (even if unintentionally so) illustration can register as an attack.

Some of the staff would be normal about this, emphasis on would be, if the doll didn't somehow smell like you. How did Patches achieve this? Irrelevant, the bigger question is why the pervert thought that would be a good idea...

Morell is decidedly less creepy about it. He'd keep the doll in one of his pockets or his scarf, giving it a squeeze every now and then. You might catch him cooing to it on occasion. If anyone catches him doing this, the shroom will die of shame.

Gallon actually keeps the doll on one of the higher shelves of his bar, maybe the glass rack that hangs from the ceiling. That way, almost no one can reach it. He feels like you're watching over him while he works.

Patches feels mildly gross about it, but he'll hold the doll up to his face when he's trying to get off while thinking of you. It's just comforting, he can almost pretend you're around him, holding him maybe. Hey, at least the doll stays clean.

Vinnel is customizing it. That's his thing. He's going to make a little jester suit for it, and get a little nose, maybe paint her face. It'll be the cutest one by far. Of course, he'll show it to you in hopes that maybe you'd enjoy actually dressing that way.

Santi (I'm sorry, I can only think of this lmao.)

Grimbly would love it if there was a pinker version, but beggars can't be choosers, right? He's going to hold mini you to his chest when he comes home from long shifts, get in his plush nest and rant about how the day sucked and you should be dating him by now.

No one knows Nebul has one until they see him running after Purpur, who is constantly stealing Admin dolly away to play with. It's kept in an elegant glass case nowadays, spotless.

Belo loves it to pieces, it's probably full of his fur. He keeps it in his room and nuzzles it whenever he can. The angel once was depraved enough to jerk off over it, immediately washed it and didn't touch the doll for a week in total mortification.

Fank-e is not thwarted by the price. He can buy one and find a way to ship himself like 100 3D prints! Hah, checkmate bitch. His doll is covered in stickers and weird stains. It feels mildly radioactive.

Sybastian's poor doll is drooled to not end. It smells like you, so he can't help licking it, which in turn becomes a masturbatory motion because mimic tongues are highly sensitive. So, in the end, you're likely to see him jerking off with the plush in his mouth.

#freeflowersofmuseums #general tce #Morell oc #Gallon oc #Patches oc #Grimbly oc #Santi oc #Fank-e oc #Sybastian oc #Belo oc #Vinnel oc #Nebul oc

[pxperplxnets]

lia alfonso character headcanons/facts:

-she has raging adhd

-shes pansexual

-also demi-gendered (she/they)

-shes argentinian

-her favourite colors are dark blue and sage green

-her favourite fruit is passionfruit

-she always watches argentinian football matches

-doesnt matter where she is, she watches them religiously

-sleeps either with one of ollies shirts or with her own oversized shirts

-her favorite animals are capybaras

-her favourite drivers of all time are michael schumacher and kimi raikkonen

-when she counts she always starts in english but changes to spanish when she gets to 13

-”eleven, twelve, trece, catorce…”

-i know thats oddly specific but i do that and i feel like she would too

-she kind of just forgets how to speak english sometimes

-this makes things very dificult when shes trying to communicate with ollie

-she speaks spanish, english and italian

-her favourite school subject is lunch

-cant do math for the life of her

-treid to be vegetarian but forgot she was and ate meat the next day

-she has a sister that is 6 years older

-she had a rottweiler called tupac back home

-she lived in the us for a long time before she moved back to argentina

-when she clips her nails she always skips one without realizing

-her favourite shows are new girl and adventure time

-painting has been her passion since she was very little

-she plans on going to art college

-her first job (apart from babysitting) was face painter at kids parties

-she is very conected to music even though she cannot sing

-she whistles all the time without realizing

-jak hates it

-”can you please stop whistling?” “*whistles aggresively*”

-her favourite singers are mac demarco, taylor swift and lana del rey

-she had a one direction obsession

-she likes to anotate books and normally makes them really artsy looking

-she has three stick and poke tattoos

-one of them is a tiny heart on her ankle which she got matching with her girl best friend

-the other one is a spiral on her shoulder

-and the last one is a j on the side of her finger

-j as in jak bc he would not leave her alone when she got the heart with her other best friend

-the plan was her getting a j and him geting an l

-he chickened out

-she designs jaks helmets

-she met jak because her mom was really good friends with his mom and they moved next to them when they moved to the us

-moving on to some headcanons about her relationship with ollie

-once they got together he asked her to design a helmet for him

-ollie once tried to read and anotate a book for her an failed miserably

-since she likes to wear really baggy clothes she steals his all the time

-first time she went out to track wearing his shirt he couldnt focus for the rest of the day

-her and jak jokingly fight for ollie all the time

-”sorry babe, i made plans with jak” “i told you i wanted to hang out with ollie today, you asshole” “stay mad hoe”

-always joking tho

-jak is not the only third wheel

-sometimes ollie third wheels them

-or lia third wheels them

-going back to lia

-she hates orange flavoured candy

-totally right to do so

-her biggest childhood crush was barracuda from an argentinian show called chiquititas 98

-never quite got over the fact that he had to leave the show

-she always paints her nails

-once jack got into a fight with another kid because he insulted her

-she is that one bitch with the two braids

-i am too its fine

-she wears glasses

-or wears contacts

-babe is blind as shit

-i cant think of anything else

-oh well she is the only one of my motorsport oc’s whos name doesnt start with an a

-annoyes me to no end

-we love her tho

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authors note:

trying something new to give you all some content and give you some facts about the girls.

Anyone in special that you guys want next? let me know!

#lia alfonso #oliver bearman #ollie bearman #ollie bearman x oc #ollie x lia #Jak Crawford #lia alfonso headcanons #pxperplxnets #f3 #f2 #prema racing #Prema #ollie is in f2 as well now #lets cry

[jinx-blackout-84]

hi jinx!! for the ask game, 12, 34, 38, and 68 :D

12: yep, pretty consistently. My insomnia gets really bad during my depressive episodes and I recently had a pretty bad one for about 8 months which is why I wasn't on Tumblr for a long time, but making my goodnight posts is a way to cope with that and try to recover. I can't make a goodnight post if I don't sleep, and I like making them bc they make ppl happy!

34: okay so I'm assuming this is not about nightmares, because it said dreams, so here I go. Also I have a dream journal so this one's gonna be a long answer.

I was at a sleepover summer camp and it was the middle of summer. It was a church camp, more specifically, bc my mom is still trying to pray the gay away which is fun (she dosent even know I'm a boy yet just that I'm bi)

One notable thing about this camp is that I'm forced to go every year, so I spend most of my time at the concessions or the communal ping-pong area. It's got walls and a roof, but also is open air bevause the windows have no glass. It's my favorite place in the whole camp.

Because I am still (unfortunately) fem-presenting, people tend to assume I don't know what I'm doing. I look to be about 12, too if that helps paint the picture. (I am most definitely not 12, just VERY short for my age) which means that 16 or 17 year old guys will normally pity-play me if I ask nicely enough.

I am VERY good at ping-pong however, and would consider it to be a skill of mine (I've been forced to go to this camp for over 8 years now, and while my friends were going on icee dates, I was dominaring the ping-pong tournaments.) So I mostly hang around there bc it's fun to screw with the older douchebag Christian guys who think they're better than me because they own a tractor.

So anyways, the dream starts with me walking back from a Bible lesson. After Bible lessons, we get free time, so I make a beeline for the ping-pong area, which is called the Ping-Pong Palace.

I walk in and grab a pin-pong ball out of my bag, which is full of ping-pong balls because I steal them put of the ping-pong ball bowl when nobody is looking (you're supposed to pay 25 cents for them, but no way in hell am I giving money to a church camp)

I begin to scope out a target. I find an older guy (probably 17 or 18) with a mullet. Bingo. I watch him play his friend for the rest of their game, and afterwards walk up to him. I ask him if he would play me, to which he says yes. I toss him the ping pong ball. We're serving fives, three faulties. The nets are a little higher than usual, which had been his Achilles heel the whole game because he had a low serve.

I give him first serve. He looks bored, and before we start the game, I tell him not to go easy on me. He serves easy. I hit it back. We volley for a while as he becomes increasingly more panicked.

I go for the killshot. It goes off the edge and I celebrate. His next serve is a real serve that wpuld be hard to hit off of if I wasn't good at ping-pong. We continue like this for a while and I win by a lot, I can't remember the score. He leaves, going over to his friend and pointing at me.

I'm looking for a new target and I see them. They are the most gorgeous person I have ever seen. They are gender envy personified. Short cut-black hair, shaved on the sides and curly on top. Fairy prince cheekbones and dark blue eyes. Vampire pale and eyeliner with mascara making their eyes seem to take up their entire face. They're wearing a Marron hoodie and black sweatpants. Vans to go with it.

They walk over to me, holding a ping-pong paddle. They smile and ask me to play them. I asm what rules they want to play by and they smile at me "serving fives and three faulties, table end rule. No overhand one bounce"

I am shocked. Those are my rules. The same ones I always play by. How did they know my rules?

The game starts. Their skill outmatches mine, shocking me. I begin to lose. I start to notice that they look really familiar. I end up losing badly.

I congratulate them and inform them that nobody has beat me in ping-pong in a while.

"I know," they say.

I ask for their name. Their reply? My name. The name that will be my dead name someday.

"But you can call me Jinx." I woke up after that.

Some of this has much more detail that the dream did, but I wanted to write it fancy soooo...

38: No. I had a huge depressive episode for the better part of this year and it's just been a rough time. Things are looking up though, so we'll see about next year :)

68: my IRL friend (and lovely beta reader) we talked about morality and how trauma can affect people. And about if there are any people that are truly bad. I was pretty cynical about the last subject, whereas she was willing to extend more grace. It was a very interesting and intellectually stimulating conversation. Really enjoyed it.

#Ask game replies #Sorry this was really fucking long

[izzy-b-hands]

Ngl I'm stoned and this is a lil dumb, but hopefully there's enough silly funny bits to make up for it lol

anyway, in which Calico Jack gets a new ship, and goes shopping for a new crew! Well, poaching, actually. Stealing, really. Not even well, but he's trying.

Steddyhands, but it's not the main focus of this, that is reserved for Jack's Fuckery lmao. NSFW in some bits, but not too graphically. There are some stabbings as well, but it's all one person at least.

---

"Ain't she beautiful?"

Ed nodded. "She is. She's also mine."

Jack did a double take between Ed and the ship. "Nah."

"Yeah? Literally, on the side there: Queen Anne's Revenge. Izzy painted it on; you were with us that day!"

"That could be a typo," Jack protested. "Pirates are not known for spelling accuracy. Besides, I found her fair and square, floatin' along."

"Right, because we meant to go back and get her at some point. I had Izzy put up the 'be right back' sign on the helm, did it fall off?"

Jack frowned. "Might have seen such a sign. Recognized the handwriting."

"And stole my ship anyway?"

"Look, if you don't want your shit stolen, then don't make it so stealable," Jack muttered. "Besides, would you rather anyone else have her?"

Ed shrugged. "Fair point. You said you've got a new crew?"

Jack led him further down the beach, back towards everyone else laying out on the sand. "Well, not yet. Actually, that's why I was so glad to see you guys! How would you feel about a mutiny, and then you all come join me, and we sell Steve?"

Ed groaned. "Seriously? I screamed in your fucking face that Stede-"

"Steve?"

"No, Stede!"

"Who? We're talkin' about Steve, right?"

Ed dropped onto the sand mid-step. "I can't tell if you're fucking with me and trying to be funny, or if you honestly think we have a Steve and Stede onboard."

"Look, you wanted change, right? What better change than a little demotion? I captain, you can be first mate for me, and we'll sell Izzy and Steve."

Ed stood up with a start. "Hang the fuck on. You want to demote me to the arguably much shittier job of first mate, and you want to sell off my boyfriends?"

Jack raised a brow. "Oh. Both of 'em, huh? You always did like a challenge. Or you wouldn't have ever fucked me, right?"

"You're not really answering the question."

Jack threw up his hands. "Fine. We'll do this the hard way. I'll convince your crew to join me, then we'll sell you, Izzy, and Stede."

"Hey! You got it right!" Ed smiled. "But also if you do actually try and poach our crew, I'll do whatever I have to do to stop you, Jack. I don't want to, but I will."

Jack laughed. "Okay, you do that. You maim me or beat me to a pulp, big scary Blackbeard!"

Ed giggled. "I will! You're not nearly as good a friend as you were before too so I mean, maybe consider that. Kind of already upset with you! Won't take much more to really piss me off!"

Jack stepped closer. "I'd like to see you like that. Pissed off, ready to rip me apart. Bet you still couldn't."

"Jack-"

"I need a crew. Yours sucks, but I'm not in a place to be picky. Whoever doesn't agree with me can go in a cage with you and your boys, and we'll buy something nice for the ship with whatever we get for all of you."

Ed frowned. "Not that badly decorated, is she? I know Izzy said I've got too many skulls around-"

"It is a lot of skulls," Jack interrupted. "But nah, it ain't that bad. No, I just think it'll piss you off knowing I'm using that money to redecorate your quarters. My quarters, now."

"Everyone warned me that I wouldn't want you as an ex," Ed sighed. "Think I understand that now."

"I got a reputation to uphold," Jack grinned. "Anyway, don't mind me skulking around chatting up your crew. You can't stop me, nothing wrong with talkin' to people!"

Ed nodded as he watched Jack walk off, whistling as he kicked up sand. He needed to talk to Stede, ASAP.

--

"Izzy!"

"Jesus fucking chr-the fuck is wrong with you?!"

Izzy nearly dropped the wooden box of marmalade jars he was hauling from the Revenge's galley at Jack's appearance, though that was bullshit in and of itself. He had told Ed and Stede they'd inevitably want more than the few jars they'd grabbed so why not take more right away? But no, they were stubborn and didn't and now he couldn't leave them sans marmalade, that would be cruel-

"You keepin' the wives happy?" Jack's fingertip slide across the edge of the box. "Please tell me this isn't what y'all use for lube."

"Who the fuck would do that?" Izzy scoffed, then remembered who he was talking with. "Christ, no, they've just got a slight addiction to this with toast. Speaking of, I'm expected back."

Jack's hand slapped flat on the front of the box. "They can wait a little longer."

Izzy rolled his eyes. "I appreciate the intimidation tactic, but those two will come looking shortly, and they're hungry on top of it all. That is actually intimidating, so if you'll kindly get the fuck out of my way."

"Izzy," Jack hissed, leaning forward. "We could be so good together."

"I don't know if this is a come on or an attempt to make me join you as crew, but I'm not interested in either," Izzy said as he shifted the box onto his hip. "I only need the one hand free to stab you, Jack. I would love the opportunity. If you don't move now, then I'll take it."

Jack clucked his tongue. "Thought you'd be an easier target than this."

"Hm."

"Don't really know what to do now," Jack admitted. "It wasn't a come on, but, since we're alone here on this nice big ship..."

Izzy blinked. "Right. You do whatever you feel you need to; I'll go let Roach know we'll need to deep clean this area, and bring the boys their marmalade before they riot."

"Izzy, come on. You seriously don't want a chance at something new? Something more?"

Izzy scoffed. "As if you'd have me as first mate. No, I'm sure you'd take the first chance to kill, maroon, or sell me off. I'm not an idiot, Jack. Here's what you should know from here on out-"

With the box still balanced on one hip, he pulled a knife from his belt. "I am very happy with the current situation. Believe me, it surprised me at first too-"

"You are a miserable bastard," Jack interrupted with a chuckle.

Izzy nodded, then stabbed the knife into Jack's abdomen.

"Well then," Jack panted. "You meant it, with the stabbing."

"In all the years I've had to trail after you and Edward, making sure neither of you wandered drunk into the sea, have I ever lied to you about all the harm I'd like to do to you?"

Jack nodded. "You have threatened me a lot over the years!"

Izzy smirked. "And you didn't listen to a word of it. Now, I'm taking my knife back, and I'm getting this marmalade to the boys. And if you try to poach anyone else off this crew, so help me I will stab you until there's nothing solid enough left to stab."

He yanked his knife from Jack's flesh, and strode out. Thankfully, he hadn't gotten any blood on the box or any of the jars.

--

"Sup?"

Roach stared into the trees, specifically eyeballing the one he was pissing closest to. "Sorry?"

"Not bad," Jack popped out from behind one of the trees. "Your dick, I mean. Was flippin' through that book Steve has, what's-his-name did a good job drawing yours."

Roach finished and put himself away while pondering a response. "His name is Lucius, and it's Stede, not Steve-"

"Who is?"

Roach shook his head. "Forget it. Thanks, I guess. About my...yeah. I'm gonna head back to the crew, if you want to j-"

"Join! Me, no! But you, could join me, yes!" Jack grinned.

"Was your goal to make a pitch using the fewest words possible?" Roach asked. "Because you did it, but it was weird. Weird for you, which I think is an important distinction."

"So, you'll be my chef?"

"No! Nothing I said was anything about doing that!"

Jack frowned. "Shame. Your cooking is amazing."

At that, Roach couldn't hold back a smile. It was at least partially just Jack trying to butter him up, but fuck it, it was still complimentary enough.

"Would love to have that sort of fine work onboard the Quee-uh, the King Jack's... Revenge..Revenger."

Roach nodded. "Very sweet of you, but I'm good where I am. The offer to join us for a midnight snack still stands though; we're making s'mores!"

He peered down Jack's front. "Is that blood?"

"Just a little bit, Izzy didn't like being asked to join me, and boy howdy did he let me know! He's a scrappy lil guy, huh?"

Roach smirked. "What if I tell him that I met you out here?"

The color drained from Jack's face, though that might have been the stab wound as much as anything else. "No, you don't have to-why would he even want to know that, I mean...ah fuck it, you ain't worth it! I'll find a better chef!"

Jack went crashing off into the trees, with a final bird flipped to Roach as he went.

"This is why we need piss break buddies," Roach muttered to himself. "Everyone thinks it's 'oh Roach is afraid of the dark', but no, it's weird shit like this! That's what we need someone with for!"

He made a mental note to tell Izzy about the encounter first thing when he got back. He had a feeling he would burn hot enough they could heat the s'mores over him instead of the fire.

--

"No."

"I didn't even say anything yet," Jack chuckled. "C'mon Jim. You and I haven't even spent any time together, and I bet you're jealous of the rest of them over it."

"Could you fuck off?" Jim asked sharply. "Even if I wasn't in the middle of this, the answer would still be no. Roach warned us you were hiding out and doing this."

Olu lifted his head from between Jim's thighs. "Seriously! You are really fucking distracting, and this is fucking rude! Would you storm into someone's bedroom while they were fucking and ask them to join your crew?"

"Have done that once before, actually," Jack said as he sat down by Jim's head. "Don't let me interrupt."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Jim shouted, and a startled cry went up from the campsite near the beach.

"Damn it," Jack hissed. "Thanks a lot; if Izzy stabs me again it is your fucking fault!"

Jim glared, held out their hand for a knife, and jabbed the one Olu handed them into Jack's arm.

"Now that's unnecessary," Jack scoffed. He yanked the knife out, then stood and darted back into the trees, just as Izzy and Roach came crashing into the clearing.

"He's gone already," Roach sighed. "Fuck."

"You know the ship would be more comfortable than here," Izzy commented to Jim.

Jim handed the blooded knife back to Olu, and tossed an arm over their eyes. "Yes. Yes it would be. But we thought we'd have more privacy in the fucking jungle! Than anywhere else! And we were wrong!"

"We'll go," Roach said gently, tugging Izzy by the elbow. "Sorry about all of this."

"Right, we'll get him the next time," Izzy nodded.

"Sure, great, thank you!" Olu shouted as they crashed back through the brush. "Should we try the ship instead?"

"Nah, at least they know which area to avoid now. Not exactly privacy, but I'll take it," Jim sighed. "You still good down there?"

"Wouldn't want to be anywhere else."

--

"So, we aren't hunting Jack down to kill him, in theory," Ed said. "Just to make him fuck off, or chill the fuck out and stop bothering everyone about joining his crew on my ship. That he stole."

"Yeah, you keep mentioning that," Frenchie noted.

"Yeah, well, it was a really dick move," Ed said. "So I think it bears repeating."

"The goal is to talk to him," Stede added. "If you feel you will be moved only to violence instead of words, then please come get one of us. That way we can try the talking bit, and if it doesn't work we always have violence as a solid back up plan."

"A note on that," Izzy said. "Do not get me for the talking bit, only Ed or Stede. I am on the side of violence first, so if you want help in any violence against him, that's when you find me."

Stede smiled and clapped his hands together. "Perfect! Everything crystal clear, we all have snacks and water... let's get going!"

Before anyone could take a step, Jack forced himself through a small gap between two trees near their camp. "Ah ha! Thought you'd- ouch, fuck-seen the last of old...hang on, fuckin' coat is stuck...there, the last of old Calico Jack?! Well, here I am!"

He was covered in dirt, blood, hair greasy and a mess. At some point he'd managed to lose both his boots but gained a new one that was nothing like his original pair.

"Okay, that makes things easier!" Stede said. "We need you to stop this, Jack. You're a sensible... well. You're a man who understands...no. You...if someone went around poaching your crew, if you had one, that would bother you, yes?"

Jack nodded.

"Well, that's our issue," Stede continued. "I respect and understand you want a crew of your own again. However, and I will speak plainly: you're a fucking menace. And if you think you should be scared of Izzy over this, then you're both right and wrong. Right, because he does want to stab you again, but wrong, because if you keep trying to steal my crew, I'll gouge your fucking eyes out with my bare hands. Ed taught me how to do that a few weeks ago, and I could use the practice!"

Dead silence.

Then, Ed, softly.

"Jack. I need to take Stede back to the ship, immediately. I'm going to give you two minutes to make it back to my ship that I'm going to let you keep borrowing-"

"Come on," Jack interrupted. "Just face it; I stole her fair and square! Also, weird seeing you hard in those pants when I'm not the one causing it. Kinda hate it, actually."

Ed glared at him. "As I was saying. You may continue to borrow my ship for now. You have two minutes to return to it before the crew gets to chase after you. Ship is safe, but if you have even a toe off it-"

He shrugged. "I would make sure I'm on the ship by then. Were it me."

"I hate how hot it is when you talk like that," Jack chuckled. Then, with a tired sigh, he burst into a sprint towards the Queen Anne's Revenge.

"Are you actually gonna send us after him?" Wee John asked. "Seems a waste of time."

"Can if you want, but he's always been a spry fucker. He'll probably be onboard and below deck before we know it," Ed replied. "But I do need to get Stede back to the ship-"

"Yeah, yeah, you wanna fuck his brains out for the eye gouging threat," Jim laughed. "We know; you aren't subtle."

Ed nodded. "So Stede, Izzy, and I will be busy for the rest of the night. You all...do whatever you want. Come back onboard, spend the night camping out here, whatever makes you happiest. If Jack bothers you-"

"Threaten to stab him," came the crew's chorus.

--

On the Queen Anne's Revenge, Jack bandaged his wounds. Maybe having his own ship again wasn't the right thing, right now.

At the sound of distant moaning, he looked out from his quarters with his spyglass. There, in the window of the Revenge's main quarters, he could see Ed and Stede and Izzy and shedding clothes...

He set the spyglass down after a moment, and pondered if they needed anyone in a role like that. To bring water, snacks, clean towels, more lube, etc.

He decided he'd start asking around with the crew in the morning.

#text post #ofmd fic #i love jack in a weird way where I just want to give him problems but also make him cause problems on purpose #i also love him and ed in this post we gull way back space of very upset still but yet shared history #and probably some left over caring and it's all a big messy tangle in both their minds #and it leads to weird shit like this lmaooo #steddyhands #ship isn't the main feature but wanted to tag so folks can filter out if needed since it does come up in this

[lady-necropolis]

Do you have any headcannons about the Papas at the fairground ?? XD

Oooooh I love this one! Here goes!

Summers aren’t the best for the papas. The weather gets hot and sticky and really, that’s the last thing you want when half your personality is being spooky and wearing grease paint for your job. And to make matters worse the humidity is simply awful on Terzo’s hair, “Cazzo! It’s just so frizzy!”

BUT, there is one week out of the entire season that the Papas will tolerate, and that ghesties, is carnival week.

Primo: I have three words. GIANT. VEGETABLE. CONTEST. He was born for this. He’s been growing his pumpkin all year (or however long it takes to grow those huge-ass pumpkins I don’t garden) and he will banish the asshole that steals first prize from him to hell, yet again. He’s been at war with a local grandma in the village by the Church, and she best be ready for battle because this is his year. He can feel it.

Secondo: He’s the dad of the group. He’s got the fanny pack with baggies of Cheerios ready for when the kiddos (Terzo and Copia) get hungry. He doesn’t care for the rides all that much, is what he says, really he’s absolutely terrified of them. One time Terzo convinced him to get on the tail end of the pirate ship and it took both Terzo and the carnie to pry the man’s fingers off the rail when it was all over. He mostly hangs around the food areas, casually getting day drunk and sampling from the local bakeries. Keeps an eye out for the veggie contest in case Primo starts hexing the judges. Again.

Terzo: Everything is fair game. Pun 100% intended. He’s the first one out of the car sprinting to the ticket booth. He wants to do it all. The scrambler? He’s dragging Copia on it and forcing the poor guy to get on the inside seat so he doesn’t get squashed himself. He eats like 3 candy apples and spends an hour trying to win a massive teddy bear at the ball toss to add to his collection of carnival plushies. Also gets day drunk with Secondo and watches the vegetable contest, but he goes to cause problems. He’s the one in the crowd screaming that the judges are morally corrupt Christians when Primo loses. “Yes Fratello! Send her to hell! How dare she say your Pumpkin was too lumpy????” Eventually he crashes from his sugar high and Secondo has to carry him back to the car. And no, Secondo doesn’t mind. It’s the only time Terzo’s peaceful.

Copia: You know those spooky haunted house roller coaster things? Like where you get in and your cart brings you real slow while really poorly made dummies pop out at you? That’s his favourite ride. And he has to get on it every year. At least twice. The set never changes, but he doesn’t care. Forces Terzo to get on with him for both rides as part of the deal of him getting squashed on the scrambler. Terzo will never tell him cause he has to keep up appearances, but he loves getting on the spooky ride with Copia, especially after he’s a little tipsy. Nervously watches the great pumpkin debacle wondering how the hell he’ll explain to Imperator that the leader of their Church hexed a local grandma.

#the band ghost #ghost bc #papa emeritus iii #papa emeritus 3 #papa emiritus ii #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #papa emeritus #papa emeritus 2 #papa emeritus 4

[weenwrites]

Hii, I'd like to request a matchup!

Tfp

Romantic

1 con and 1 autobot

Genderqueer(they/them), asexual

ISFP

Generally, I'm very quiet, nervous, fidgety and don't have much presence. Around people I like I'm basically the same, unless the conversation is about things I like/know about.

My hobbies are drawing, nail art, make-up, drawing, swimming and embroidering

I like: Autumn and Spring, old horror movies(specifically Texas Chain Saw Massacre), One Piece, pride parades, David Bowie

I don't like: Winter, messing up my nails, bad sensory days, seagulls

My love language is doing people's nails and cuddling up to them when I'm tired.

Thanks!😊

I match you with Knockout & Arcee!

Knockout

He's very talkative with his s/o, and he tends to talk about whatever comes to mind, or just talk about how both of your day went. But he of course wants the conversation to be enjoyable for you too, so if there's anything he knows you love talking about that, expect him to bring it up pretty frequently.

He's gotten pretty invested in Earth media, so feel free to show him any shows or movies you've watched because he's most likely sure to enjoy it too. However as he watches he does tend to make comments as the show/movie progresses, which might become annoying to you. During horror movies, you should definitely expect to hear a high-pitched scream out of him once or twice.

He's pretty physically affectionate, and he's really gentle when it comes to cuddling mostly for your sake, but also because he's being mindful of his paint job.

Without a doubt he'd join you at any pride parades. Although it'd probably be a bit difficult for a giant robot to join in and go unnoticed, he could use a holomatter generator to instead join you.

Oh if there was a cybertronian equivalent of doing someone's nails, that's one thing the two of you would definitely do together. But, I imagine that since he's a doctor, he has very steady hands and so despite being a whole lot bigger than you, if you passed him a magnifying glass and a paintbrush, he could do your nails for you.

To help with any sensory issues you may have (depending on what they are), he could steal— get you some sunglasses or some noise-cancelling headphones. While the Nemesis isn't exactly the brightest and shiniest ship in the galaxy, it's certainly pretty loud at times, so if you're sensitive to lots of noise it'd be best to bring some headphones with you.

Arcee

She doesn't mind if you're quiet, sometimes that's just what she needs. Someone quiet to be around, y'know. But that doesn't necessarily mean she wants it to be quiet 24/7, no. She does enjoy talking to you whenever she wants to hang out. Conversations between the two of you are usually just very chill and easy-going.

She's not too invested in earth media, though there are some shows or songs she enjoys watching... But she's pretty open to watching all sorts of media so long as it doesn't have any graphic gore or anything that might trigger her. So if you'd like to share any pieces of media you enjoy, she'll settle down and watch or read it beside you.

She'd find embroidery really pretty, so she'd like to see some stuff you've embroidered if you're willing to share. She'd be willing to give it a try, but she doesn't think there's any bot-sized embroidery needles for sale.

She'd totally join you at a pride parade and support you in any way you'd allow her to. But she probably won't be able to stay the entire duration of the parade, she's able to stay for a good while or so before she has to go.

If you experience any sensory issues, like if you get overwhelmed at times by all that's going on around you or if you suffer from sensory overloads, she'll try to help you the best she can by removing you from the area and bringing you to someplace much quieter if you'll let her.

If you enjoy going out on rides, she could take you to roads beside beautiful meadows of blooming flowers during the spring, or yellowing forests during the fall. She enjoys Earth's seasons too because there's nothing quite like it on Cybertron.

#match ups #[ you didn't tell me if you had any gender preference so I hope the match up I gave you is alright!! ] #weenwrites

[silverbladexyz]

Hi I’m Linn (she/they) and I wanna participate in the platonic event if that’s okay (also English is not my first language). I have NOT read BSD manga but I have watched all the seasons!

I am infp and I don’t think I have took the other quiz you talked about (I hope I can still participate) and I’m quite shy and then i get more energetic the more I get to know a person. But I’m not the person to ask if you wanna hang out. Im also pretty lazy but I think I’m kinda smart at least, and I steal snacks if there are any home.

I have found that I don’t get along with people that can easily get angry and I have to walk on eggshells around them if I don’t want them to scream at me. And I have encountered those type of people a lot because I play volleyball and some people are that but I don’t want them to affect me because I love playing volleyball. My other hobbies are guitar, song and painting probably (also reading fanfics but we don’t talk about that)

I would like it if I don’t get pared up with Mori or the siblings because I don’t like them. Also thank you if you read through all of it.

-goodbye 👋🏻

Hi Linn!!! Thank you for joining the event, and enjoy! ^-^

The images used are not mine. They belong to their original owners.

Calculating...

Your sibling figure is... RANPO EDOGAWA!!!

-You two are actually kinda similar tbh

-Ranpo doesn't really mind your quietness and your energeticness. He thinks it's nice how you could be both of them, and also how you knew which mood fit which scenario

-He gives you a lot of headpats! He also likes receiving headpats from you, but I feel like he would be the one to give it more

-Eating a lot of snacks and sweets!!! Ranpo has similar tastes to yours, and his snack locker is always full of snacks. He won’t share them with you all the time, but sometimes he is nice enough to let you have one (probably on your birthday or another special occasion)

-Ranpo is even more lazy than you. He’d basically ask you to do him easy favours in a whiny voice that really makes you irritated, but Ranpo always pays you back, whether it be in snacks or quality time

-He will help you with your homework, but only if you gave him some snacks or something that he wanted. But Ranpo isn’t going to make tutoring easy; he’ll just give vague hints that help you a little. He’s still going to make you solve the question by yourself, but his hints do help a lot

-Ranpo would constantly talk about his cases and his intelligence. You love listening to him talking about the thousands of cases that he solved, and he likes having someone listen to him. He loves it when you praise him; afterall, he is the world’s greatest detective!

-Ranpo would bring you along on the cases that are easy and don’t pose a threat to you. He would sometimes make it a competition to see who could solve the case first, but he always wins. It doesn’t mean that he won’t let you try though

-If you asked, he would probably give you some tips on how to solve cases. He doesn’t doubt your intelligence, and he would feel proud if you also grew up to be a great detective

-Volleyball? I headcanon that Ranpo doesn’t really like sport, but if you have any upcoming competitions, Ranpo would just cast a glance over the opposition team’s members and briefly say what he think their weaknesses are. He’s always right, and you often find yourself winning due to that knowledge

-He likes your peacekeeping nature, however, he’s not going to sit back if someone was yelling or bullying you. With his smart brain, he can easily teach that person a lesson

-Ranpo is neutral towards the guitar and painting, but one time you painted a portrait of him, as well as composing a song for him on your guitar. He was secretly very happy

-Overall, he’s a lazy but cool brother figure. Buy him the latest snacks, but don’t try to hide them, since he already knows lol

And your parent figure is... YOSANO AKIKO!!!

-Would see some similarity between you and Ranpo at first, but over time she sees you as your own person

-She doesn’t approve of you eating snacks all the time, but she does allow you some once in a while. Sometimes, Yosano might even join you and Ranpo in eating a few snacks, but she won’t eat a lot

-Yosano didn’t really mind your quiet side, but she likes your energetic side more. I feel like she’s more of a listener, so she would like listening to you talk while contributing a bit to the conversation

-She takes you on a lot of her shopping trips, and she actually likes hanging out with you. Even if you don’t talk as much, Yosano doesn’t mind the silence, and she will take you to other places to spend some quality time with you e.g. a cinema, food fairs, amusement parks

-Yosano would teach you self-defence if you asked for it, but I feel like she’d teach you more about first aid and the human body. She would hate it if you got injured and didn’t know how to treat yourself. She always makes sure that you have a couple of bandages on you

-I feel like Yosano is the type to try out any sport. So when you mentioned to her that you played volleyball, she is immediately dragging you to a volleyball court to play with you. She’s actually pretty good at the sport, and with a few more months I bet she can become a volleyball coach. Definitely drags the ADA to play with you two on everybody’s free days

-Also for playing guitar. Yosano would like it if you taught her how to play it, because I don’t think she had a lot of time to learn any instrument. But she also likes hearing you play the guitar; it’s calming to her and helps her relax

-Yosano would also paint with you! She would most likely paint some disturbing stuff, but when she’s not, she would paint trees, animals, and even infrastructures. She once even painted a painting of you for your birthday <3

-Since she herself could be quite sadistic when she’s angry, Yosano appreciates how you don’t like making people mad. You two never have any arguments, and if there was any misunderstanding or miscommunication, it is always cleared up immediately. Yosano also likes compromising with you, since she thinks that it is fairer and way more efficient than arguing

-Yosano will not be afraid to frighten anyone who hurts or yells at you. She is pretty intimidating when she wants to be, and it most often stops the person in their tracks. However, if they still continue to be mean to you, Yosano wouldn’t hesitate to throw a punch

-Overall, Yosano is actually a caring and calm mother figure to you. Please give her hugs, she really needs them <3

And last but not least, your mentor is... ATSUSHI NAKAJIMA!!!

-Atsushi was a bit inexperienced at being your mentor in the start, but he quickly got used to it, and he’s a good mentor

-He’d be encouraging and reliable most of the time, but he is strict on you sometimes. Atsushi doesn’t really approve a lot on laziness, so he actually makes you work hard. Afterwards, he’ll compliment you and spend some quality time with you

-Atsushi is quite chill and supportive. He doesn’t really judge what you want to be in the future, however, please keep it a legal job. He would hate it if you went to the dark side, because he wants you to help and save people

-He would encourage you to talk more with people, but he won’t force you to. Afterall, Atsushi knows himself how difficult it is being shy. He doesn’t really mind you being energetic around him though

-Your intelligence is something Atsushi appreciates and admires. He often asks Dazai and Ranpo to teach you a few tricks on how to use your smartness to solve cases. When you solved a case all by yourself for the first time, Atsushi was really proud <33

-He wouldn’t really mind your liking to snacks, however he will be a bit concerned for your health if he sees you eating snacks 24/7. Atsushi would make you some delicious and nutritious food, and his food is actually better than snacks

-Atsushi also doesn’t like it when people get angry, but he will give you a few tips on how to deal with them. If he sees anybody yelling at you and/or scaring you, he’s immediately by your side and handling the situation. He’s actually kind of good at calming people down

-Speaking of calming people down, Atsushi knows exactly how to cheer you up and make you feel better. He is very sweet to the ones he cares about, and there’s no doubt that he cares about you! Atsushi would listen to you vent, and he will buy you your favourite snacks and offer you words of encouragement

-Atsushi wouldn’t really lecture you, unless if you did something really bad. He doesn’t like it when he lectures you, but he knows he has to do it to help you learn

-Overall, Atsushi is a caring and hardworking mentor. I hope you like tea on rice <3

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