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britishsquidward · 2 years
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Squidward and Pearl
Okay, headcanon: with how Squidward used to babysit Pearl, he was around more than Mr Krabs was, and he developed a bond with Pearl, and beneath all that cold-hearted persona he puts on, he really cares about her and sees her as more of a daughter figure, especially with their shared interests of Boys Who Cry, and the way they both yell at Mr Krabs when he's being unfair (you've got to admit, they both act very similar in this way, and Squidward likes to think she picked it up from being around him).
And then can we just talk about how good it would be for Squidward if he was taking care of Pearl instead? Squidward lives such a monotonous life and the poor thing is so miserable all the time, that taking care of Pearl could give him a reason to be happy for once, and I'm sure that Pearl would get a similar thing, where she could prefer having someone who cares and wants to spend time with her over someone who does care, but cares about money even more, like she wouldn't have to spend all her time at the mall just buying material possessions.
Also, Pearl is blonde, and Squidward was once, so he'd know how to take care of her hair.
They bond really well, just look at them:
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And then you've got Whale Watching. The episode that started this idea in my head.
SPOILER WARNING IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE EPISODE.
I know Squidward's ulterior motive is supposed to be getting a SpongeBob-free shift, but when Pearl leaves the house, he's so determined to get her back safe, and when she gets beached, he's basically frantic with panic, and he's the only one who stays to help her, as Dylan (I don't know if Dylan was supposed to be her boyfriend in that episode, or she just liked him) and her friends all ditched her to essentially just die. And with the knowledge that Squidward used to babysit her, it's obvious he cares.
And when he shows up at the party at first, he gives me such strong embarrassing-parent-that-loves-you-so-wants-to-be-cool-so-your-cool-friends-will-like-me vibes, it's insane. And Pearl acts just like he's an embarrassing parent, too.
Not to mention when he first shows up at the house and he pulls out all the child-like activities, because he remembers everything she used to like to do. AND THAT PLUSHIE. I'm 100% certain he made that plushie for her, and since he still has it, he definitely kept that for a reason.
The whole episode he just tries really hard to bond with her, like he's almost scared of losing her, and then when she gets all upset at the end, he takes her all the way back to the house on his bike, which was visibly difficult to do, but he persevered, and when she starts to walk home sad, he immediately tries to cheer her up, like, coming up with an idea like that seems really oddly placed for Squidward, and I just think it shows he cares, and it ended really well, I love this episode, just look at them:
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Now I guess I'm going to have to make a parent au. I would call it Dadward AU, but Squidward gives me REALLY STRONG annoyed mother vibes in Food-Con Castaways, so here's to my Mumward AU, of course, because my other headcanon is that Squidward is British (hence my username), because that could lead to funny plots like Squidward spelling something like "doughnut" and SpongeBob and Patrick harassing him to try and tell him he's spelt it incorrectly, and he also drinks tea, so good enough for me lol
If you made it this far, thank you, I really appreciate it, just trying to spread my ideas. But I'm gonna have to copyright the Mum/Mom/Dadward AU-esque things. I just love it so much! Anyway, thanks again <3
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Imagine Tour!Kat waking up to get ready for work. However, when she nudges Joan, all the girl does is mumble, “Sleepy...” and bury her face further into her blankets.
Frowning, Kat tries again, this time being more persistent (but still very gentle), but gets the same results. Joan was too exhausted to even open her eyes fully. It seemed all that overworking had caught up to her.
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cynicalrainbows · 4 years
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Imagine Tour!Howard taking care of a very ill Tour!Joan. That’s it. That’s the whole ask. I just really like Momward
Tour Kat would take the best care of Joan bc she’s absolutely the Mum Friend of the group, and so she’d be the one they’d bring it up to. Like, not with Joan’s knowledge- she’d just want t o push through even though she’s all sweaty and feverish and achy- but just as a ‘Hey, Joan looks like she’s about to die so could you like....just take her home and fix her please? Because we need our MD back stat so can you just like....make her better?’ And Kat laughs but she does, she coaxes Joan away from the keyboard and gently guides her out of the theatre (while Joan mumbles that she needs to go back to work NOW) and to the car and next thing she knows, Joan is tucked into Kat’s bed with a cold cloth on her forehead and a thermometer in her mouth and Kat is bribing her to take some sips of water. And she STILL wants to go back to work....but it’s very comfy in Kat’s bed and being looked after is quite so she just sort of goes with it....
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Momward
For @bessie-bass-on-the-bass some Mom Kitty and Daughter Bessie fluff
Bessie had recently discovered the wonders of space. Her being the curious child she is, has decided that researching and learning about space as much as she could was more important than sleep.
Kitty has decided this is not okay.
Now, Kitty loves her daughter. Loves how passionate she gets about certain topics, how she'll talk on and on and on about anything to anyone who would listen. Kitty, however, will not stand for Bessie's sacrifice of sleep.
"Bessie, what are you doing?" The girl in question looked up at Kitty's voice. She smiled widely and pointed at the notebook sitting to her right.
"I'm researching black holes! You know that recently a scientist managed to take a photo of a black hole? It's so cool.." as Bessie continued her rambling about black holes and space Kitty walked over to her.
"hey Bessie, when was the last time you ate?" Bessie stopped for a second, Kitty could practically see the gears turning in her head.
"uh, Monday. Not Tuesday" Kitty shook her head a bit sadly.
"Bes, it's Friday. Let's go get down food, yeah?" Bessie's eyes widened. She couldn't leave her research now, didn't Kitty know that?
"Just a few more minutes, please?" Bessie was begging. She couldn't just leave the work, Kitty would never let her get back to it.
"Bessie, if you don't eat you can't learn about space. You'll have stomach cramps from hunger so painful you won't be able to focus." Kitty knew that trying to scare Bessie wasn't always the best approach, but it's often the fastest and easiest to use.
"but, but, Kittyyyy" Kitty gave the smaller girl a little smile before closing the laptop and putting it and notebook on the coffee table.
"now Bessie, after you eat and get at least five hours of sleep you can go back to work. Understood?" Bessie nodded her head slowly as she made grabby hands, singling she would like the pink-haired queen to pick her up.
Kitty crouched down and pulled Bessie close to her. She settled the young Lady in Waiting in her lap before standing up, shifting her do she was in her hip.
"so, what were you saying about space?" Bessie continued her rambling, stopping long enough to eat the food Kitty prepared for her, and then continuing until she fell asleep to the motion of Kitty wondering around the house while holding her.
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auto-bot-remade · 7 years
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Tagged by @leo-otakuna
name: Eros/Ame/Allen (idk) nickname: Renzie, Momward,  gender: trans male  star sign: Gemini 😬 height: 5′3  sexual orientation: Gay And Gay hogwarts house: Slytherin favorite color: pink or red favorite animal: im fuck love barn owl average hours of sleep: 4-7 number of blankets i sleep with: 3 cat or dog person: y not both favorite fictional characters: mob and lavi favorite bands/singers: Nicole Dollanganger, Porter Robinson, dream trip: somewhere id get cool photography pics of plants idc dream job: Photographer/cinematographer when was your blog created: this blog is abt seven months old but ive been here since,,,, 2012??? ish maybe 2011 current number of followers: 150(finally)                                                               what made you decide to get a tumblr: it was a Hot Spot fr the Hip Kids idk
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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A sequel to last night’s post
Imagine when it’s finally time to wake up, tour!Joan doesn’t want to get up.
Kat chuckles as she gently shakes the girl, brushing hair from her peaceful face, but Joan just whines and clings tighter to her.
“It’s time to wake up, sweetheart,” Kat murmured.
“Mm-mmm!” Joan replied stubbornly, holding onto Kat with all her might. Which wasn’t a lot of might because Joan wasn’t very strong, but Kat let her think she was at that moment by not breaking free from her instantly. “Stay with me....”
“It’s time to get ready for work, Joan.” Kat reminded her gently. “Remember? Work.”
“Noooo....” Joan groaned adorably, digging her face into Kat’s chest. “Don’t wanna go....”
Kat gasped playfully. “What??? Joey doesn’t wanna go to work?! What kind of weird dream is this?!”
“Mmmmmm,” Joan peered up at her with an annoyed expression, then gave the cutest yawn before nuzzling her head back down. “Too sleepy...”
Kat chuckled and massaged her upper back. “How about this, then? I let you sleep for a little bit longer while I get ready first. Then you can rest some more!”
Joan thought it over, then nodded. “Okay.”
“Wonderful,” Kat smiled and kissed the top of her head before sliding out of her weak grip. Almost instantly, Joan cling to a pillow instead. “Sleep well, sweet girl.”
She walked to the bathroom to take a shower, but not before texting Aragon: “Successfully got her to want to sleep!!”
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Imagine tour!Joan getting up for work at four in the morning.
Her rustling around alerts Kat, who wakes up in confusion.
“Joan? What are you doing?”
“‘M getting ready for work.”
Even in the dark, Kat could tell the girl was delirious from exhaustion.
“Honey, it’s four in the morning. Come lay back down.”
“Mm-mmm,” Joan replied. “Can’t. Gotta work.”
“Not right now. It’s still too early.” Kat said. “Lay with me, sweetie. Just for a little longer.”
There was silence, then shuffling footsteps. A small, thin body crawled into the hotel bed with her and she pulled Joan in close to her chest, stroking her hair.
“Good girl,” Kat murmured. “Sleep well, my darling.”
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Baby Mine
[Wing AU; UK Tour]
a short little thing about hybrid!Joan’s five moms hehe
This is Carly!Jane, not Lauren!Jane!!!!
EB owned by @spooner7308
Anya owned by @thenicestnonbinary
Word count: 1363
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Anne had told her to calm down that Monday morning, but Katherine couldn’t. Cleves told her to calm down next, but that didn’t help, either. By the time breakfast was served, Katherine’s wings were jittering so much that she accidentally flung them into some syrup, ruining both her neatly cleaned plumage and Cathy’s pancakes in the process.
  “Okay, love, you really need to take a breath.” Jane said, gently grabbing Katherine’s shoulders. “It’s okay. Everything is okay. Calm down.”
Katherine closed her eyes and tried to take a breath, but then a car honked from outside and her crest shot straight up in alarm. Jane sighed. 
  “You’re going to run yourself ragged.” Jane said.
  “I’m fine when I’m with her,” Katherine said, resettling her crest. None of them needed her to specify who she was referring to, they all already knew. “Something just doesn’t feel right.”
  “Let me guess,” Anne said, “You feel it in your feathers?”
Katherine ruffled her wings and glared at her cousin. “No.” She snapped. “You wouldn’t understand. I just need to get to the theater and then I’ll be fine.”
Aragon tittered. “If you say so.”
Katherine fluffed her feathers and grumbled something. Usually she was actually quite calm during her nesting season, but today was different. She was unusually broody, like her hormones were surging more than normal.
When the time came to finally leave, Katherine burst out of the apartment and flew to the theater in record time. She practically threw the front doors off its hinges when she ran inside, looking around wildly for her chick.
  “Joan?” She cried. “Darling? Joan, where are you?”
What if something had happened to her baby? What if she had gotten hurt? What if she was dead? Oh, she knew she should have come in sooner--
  “Kat?” Joan came out from inside a room, ears twitching.
  “My baby!”
Katherine lunged at the little hybrid, whisking her up into her wings, which were thick with mammary feathers. Joan squeaked, then giggled, pressing against Katherine in a way that made Katherine’s heart flutter.
She had a daughter! Never in a billion years did she think she would have her own chick, but she did! She was a mother!
  “My pretty girl,” Katherine clucked, cupping Joan’s face. She stroked the barn owl feathers on her chick’s cheeks, and Joan began to coo, pressing into her palms. Katherine’s tail feathers wagged happily; she couldn’t help it!
  “Is it nesting season again?” Joan asked.
  “You know it,” Katherine answered with a chuckle. She opened a wing around Joan and began leading her to her dressing room. “I love you, Joan.”
Joan blushed shyly. “I love you too, Kat.”
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On Tuesday, Aragon woke up with the scales on the undersides of her wings soft and a feeling of agitation and protectiveness surging through her. She nearly maimed her blanket when it got caught on her tail, and then just about stuck her claws in Anne’s eyes when Anne bumped into her in the kitchen. She kept growling deep in her throat, and smoke seemed to be endlessly flowing from her nose and nostrils.
And then she arrived at the theater and saw Joan and everything clicked into place.
  “Good morning, little dragon,” Aragon greeted the small hybrid. She unfolded one wing around Joan and pulled her in close.
  “Good morning, Catalina,” Joan greeted back. She pressed into Aragon’s warm wings. “Your wings are so soft!”
Aragon chuckled lightly. “Are they? I didn’t notice.” She tugged Joan in closer so she could wrap her other wing around her, too. “Well. I think you should stay right here. With me.”
Joan giggled. “I think you’re broody.”
  “And I think you’re my hatchling,” Aragon retorted, slightly miffed. She twined her tail with Joan’s fluff ball-tipped one. “So you have to do what I say. And I say you stay in my wings. Which is where you belong.”
There was another tiny giggle. “Okay.” Joan nuzzled into Aragon’s warmth. “I like that plan.”
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Vespers didn’t go through nesting season, but Jane woke up Wednesday morning with a strong maternal feeling flowing through her. She assumed that it was because she had had a dream about Edward, but the feeling didn’t go away for the entire day.
After the show concluded and everyone was leaving, Jane noticed that Joan was still working. She entered the dressing room, making sure to knock on the doorway to alert the girl of her presence. Although their relationship had become better, Joan was still very nervous of her, so she didn’t want to unnecessarily scare her.
  “O-oh, Jane,” Joan turned to her, ears erect, wings tense, tail curled in close. “Umm… Hello.”
  “Hello, dear,” Jane greeted her kindly. She stepped closer, slowly but surely. Joan was so small…the perfect size for her wings. She opened one. “Have you ever been swaddled by a Vesper before?”
Joan shook her head.
  “Come here. Let me show you.”
Joan hesitated, looking anxious.
  “I won’t hurt you, sweetheart,” Jane said in a soft voice. “I promise.”
Another moment of hesitation, and then Joan got up and slowly shuffled over. When she was closer enough, Jane swaddled her securely in both of her wings. Joan gasped.
  “This is what it’s like?” She whispered.
Jane chuckled. “It is. Nice, huh?”
  “Mhm…” Joan mumbled, nuzzling into her chest. “I like this. I like it a lot. It’s so warm and tight and nice.” She sighed softly in pleasure. “Thank you.”
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  “Oof--”
EB peered down at the little hybrid now stuffed in her wings. Joan blinked up at her in visible confusion.
  “EB?” Joan squeaked.
  “You will not speak a word about this.” EB said, looking forward again like nothing had happened. She fluffed the mammary feathers under her wings and raised her chin haughtily. “And if anyone asks, this never happened.”
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Anya, for one, was shocked when she woke up Friday morning with the undersides of her black kite wings fluffed with thick, warm mammary feathers. In an instant, she knew why this had happened.
  “Oh god,” She said to her empty bedroom. “I imprinted.”
And now she was going through the broodiness of nesting season.
She had been a mother, once. Her babies had been two lovely bundles of fluff, a Northern goshawk Avem and a little brown bat Vesper. But she never got to watch them grow up, never got to watch them fly for the first time or even take their first steps because her husband, a hard-as-nails hoary bat Vesper, had thrown her out simply because of her religion. So she never really got to go through the stages of motherhood.
Was this her second chance?
It was strange in a way. She never expected to imprint on a hybrid of all avians. Not that she was complaining.
When she saw Joan at work that day, a strange itching sensation burned throughout her wings. Her feathers ached to brush against the tender body of a chick, so she, as inconspicuous as possible, walked over to Joan and unfurled a wing around her back. The touch was light, casual, but it wasn’t enough, not for the broodiness.
Joan jumped in surprise at the touch. “Oh! Anya! H-hi!” She wiggled her ears, tail flicking like a curious cat. “Did you need something?”
  “No,” Anya said as normally as possible. She inched her wing in closer, almost getting it to wrap around Joan’s shoulder, trying to play it cool when really it felt like her feathers were on fire. “Nothing. I’m good. Just wanted to say hi.”
  “Oh,” Joan said, then nodded. She then noticed Anya’s wing trying to get around her and stepped back into its fluff.
In an instant, the fire went out and relief surged through Anya’s veins. She swept her wings fully around Joan, hooding her even though she thought she didn’t know how. Clearly she did. Must have been a hen thing.
  “You’re soft,” Joan said. 
  “You’re adorable,” Anya said, laughing slightly. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.
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Five avians sat in a room, all glancing at each other.
  “So,” Katherine began. “How did we all manage to imprint on the same fledgeling?”
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Mother hens will grow an extra set of feathers on the inside of their wings when they’re pregnant to prepare for their young. These feathers are extremely soft, fluffy, and warm and basically turn their wings into two giant puff balls. They grow in because the baby would need to be swaddled and kept warm. The touch of their soft wings is also very comforting.
Any broody hens during nesting season will also grow these extra feathers. If the hen has no imprinted fledge or has no one to fill the space in their wings, the plumage grows itchy and makes them very agitated.
When Starling!Kat first grew in these feathers before nesting season she literally GASPED because she never thought she would get them. She didn’t get a chance to in her past life, after all. And then she SPRINTED to find hybrid!Joan and SLAMMED her into her wings.
Meanwhile, Harpy eagle!Jane is content with butterfly!Kitty in her wings. And phoenix!Aragon gets a fucking moth.
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Imagine tour!Joan snuggled between her two moms.
She’s curled against Kat at the moment, sleeping softly as Kat and Lina watch a movie in the bed.
And then Joan does this BIG STRETCH, rolls over, and cuddles up against Lina.
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Imagine Tour!Kat getting constant nosebleeds.
They happened almost every day, several times during a show, and she had no idea why.
So she goes to the doctor.
Turns out, one do when blood vessels popped due to allergies and they had to cauterize it shut. Which was not fun, but hey, she now gets to say she got piece of her nose burned shut!
Anyway, she returns home to find Joan having an awful panic attack. Like, full on gasping and wheezing, face tinged blue from lack of air, sobbing heavily.
Kat rushed to her and starts to comfort her. When Joan calmed down enough to speak, she said she thought Kat was gonna die. That she had brain cancer or something and was gonna die, just like before. And the poor thing wouldn’t be able to handle that.
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Can we get a scene of Tour!Kitty and Tour!Catalina taking care of Joan, but one being the more strict parent and the other being the soft one? Like in a "mom and dad" kind of way?
"Why did you let her ear soup again???"
"She asked me and she made that cute little face!"
“CATALINA!!!!!!!!”
Lina peeked her head out of the bedroom in the hotel suite they were staring in. She walked out innocently, glancing at Kat, then at Joan, who was eating her ninth bowl of chicken noodle soup that day and listening to music as she worked at the bar table.
“Yes?”
“You let her have soup again?!” Kat growled.
“Yeah.” Lina admitted openly.
“Why?!” Kat yelped. “She’s going to get a kidney stone! AGAIN! She needs to eat other food!”
“At least she’s eating!”
“But she still needs other food! Fruits and vegetables!”
“There’s actually carrot slices in the soup, so...”
“SHE NEEDS MORE!!”
Lina began to laugh at how much Kat was getting working up and Kat glared at her.
“I’m sorry, okay?” Lina said. “She was just too cute to say no to! Just look at that face!”
Kat looked at Joan, and found that she was opening yet another can of soup.
“DON’T GET MORE!!!!!”
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yourdeepestfathoms · 4 years
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Tour!Kat, when Tour!Joan doesn’t wanna eat: That’s okay, sweetheart. How about this? Instead of eating the whole sandwich, you just take three bites. Can you do that for me?
Tour!Aragon, when Tour!Joan doesn’t wanna eat: OH HELL NO. YOU’RE GONNA EAT, BITCH. OPEN YOUR MOUTH, I’LL DO THIS MAMA BIRD STYLE IF I MUST.
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Starling!Kat would give the most extreme oil bath.
Oil baths are when a mother avian imprints on her child. Special hormone oils are excreted through the skin on their wings and they will then begin to rub their wings all over the kid. And it is THOROUGH. Like, the kid gets completely cocooned in the wings as they get scent oils rubbed all over them. And these oils aren’t wet or smelly- they can’t even feel or smell them when they get rubbed on. Only mothering females can catch the scent.
But Kat is so fucking thorough, it’s great. She SMOTHERS little hybrid!Joan, making sure to rub her wings on every inch of her body. The more oils that get on her chick, the easier it’ll be to smell her if she gets lost. More oils also signal to other females that, “Hey! This is mine!” And it’s just comforting to know she imprinted on someone.
After Joan’s bath was finished, Kat looks at dragon!Aragon and Aragon is just like, “No—”
But it’s too late. Kat has trapped her in her wings. She’s going to be imprinted on whether she likes it or not.
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Tour family Halloween stuff
Tour!Kat goes as Urbosa, Tour!Lina goes as Lara Croft, and Tour!Joan goes as Carrie (with the fake blood poured on her and everything)
Kat and Lina make so many people double take from pure gayness
Haunted houses!!! Halloween fests!!!
Lina ✨barks✨ at people who jump out at her
But at least she isn’t throwing hands so Kat is chill with it
Joan gets asked to take a photo with a fan of Carrie and she’s ✨shy✨ but Kat and Lina urge her to do it so she does
They help Joan wash off all the blood afterwards
Pumpkin carving!!!!!!
Kat really does not trust her two girls with carving knives
Joan def cuts herself on accident
Kat makes her pumpkin way too detailed while Lina’s is just
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And then Joan’s is a mess because she doesn’t know how to carve pumpkins
Lina throws pumpkin guts at Kat and nearly gets her ass beat
Lina convinces the other two to make a leaf pile and jump in it with her
It is very fun :D
Kat takes so many pictures
Scary movies!!!!!
Poor Joan is so scared but she toughs it out
Though she does end up sitting in Kat’s lap to hide her face
Lina goes “OOOH” every time someone dies in a graphic way
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yourdeepestfathoms · 3 years
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Dragon!Aragon: *angy dragon noises*
Starling!Kat: Oh hush :)
Smoke wreathes out from the hood Kat was making with her wings. Kat just smiles blissfully and opens her wings slightly to kiss the angry dragon’s forward.
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