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new twst fic 📝

hey guys. crawling out from my cave to tell you that i recently posted a new twst fic on ao3 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/69457901

unlike the other two fics i’ve posted to my account (which were oneshots), this one is gonna be a long-form project that mostly follows the storyline of twst… but with a few significant changes LMAO

this fic is also the official debut of a few of my ocs, two of which are the main protagonists of this story: sadie arachned and yuura nasir. i hope you enjoy being trapped in their heads for the entire fic <3

anyways, go check it out and feel free to leave a comment (or two)! i rlly love reading comments on my writing so i’d greatly appreciate it if you do (comment and my life is yours /j)

alr that’s pretty much it for now. see ya <3

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giggling blushing kicking my feet twirling my hair batting my eyelashes licking my lips gnawing at the bars of my enclosure 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

get kissed idiot 🫵

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in another universe your f/o selfships with you

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azul being a fucking SIMP

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some (finished) arachengrotto for the soul

i finally sat down and finished that drawing of sadie and azul that i made for azul’s birthday a few months ago. looking back on the version i posted back then, the progress i’ve made since then is lowkey insane to think about

but anyways, here are the two losers lovebirds that live rent-free in my head <3

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the watcher with (less than) a thousand eyes

a little prompt i drew for my art class a couple weeks ago

the prompt: draw what the color purple reminds you of

so naturally, i decided to draw an abstract picture representing blinky from the hatchetfield series bc surely thats what everyone thinks of when they see the color purple! /j

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I’ve been doing this wayyyyyy too often lately…PLEASE SEND HELP

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Me whenever a character ‘roughly pushes you against the wall’ knowing damn well I’d call the cops irl… 😏😼

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starkid fandom hear me out

these two

with the second half of “six hundred strike” from epic the musical when poseidon starts taunting odysseus again and odysseus proceeds to rock his shit

just imagine tinky as poseidon and ted as odysseus just utterly fed up with all the horrific shit tinky has put him through, all the sick and twisted ways he’s had to die in every timeline purely for the time bastard’s own amusement, all the times that ted has been at tinky’s mercy (or lack thereof, more accurately)

but now, the tables have finally turned: tinky is now at ted’s mercy for once, but unfortunately for tinky, ted’s mercy died like he had in all those other timelines

god i need to see an animatic or edit of this concept so badly

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🐙 Azul request for @brights-place

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morning routine: birthday edition (arachengrotto)

i also wrote this oneshot for azul’s birthday bc i wanted to spoil him this year 💜

this oneshot was originally gonna be longer but i rlly wanted to post this on his bday so i cut it short. i’m still pretty satisfied with it tho

morning routine (birthday edition)

fandom: twisted wonderland

pairing: sadie arachned (oc) x azul ashengrotto

genre: fluff

synopsis: how azul is graciously woken up on his birthday with his beloved girlfriend, sadie

word count: 1,020

For many people, waking up to your significant other is often a blissful experience. It’s a soft and delicate vulnerability shared with the person you wish to spend the rest of your life with and create more memories like this. A sentiment that Azul couldn’t agree more with. Nothing melted his heart in the morning more than the sight of Sadie’s peaceful and slumbering face next to his, feeling her pajama-clad figure entangled in his arms, the slow rise and fall of her chest, her heartbeat perfectly in sync with his.

       But when Azul opened his eyes, the right side of his bed was empty, the covers tossed to the side.

       Confusion and disappointment slowly broke through the fog of his exhaustion. He reached out toward the vacated space on his bed. “Sadie?”

       “Boo.”

       Azul yelped and whirled around, nearly jumping out of his own skin. He looked up and was immediately met with Sadie’s mischievous, sharp-toothed grin. “Morning, honey,” she teased. “Happy birthday.”

       “Thank you, darling,” he sighed exasperatedly, rubbing his eyes before letting his hands fall gracefully onto the blanket over his stomach. “What a lovely way to be awoken on my birthday: being jump-scared by my own lover.”

       “Come on, Azul, you know that’s how I show affection.”

       “I know, I know.” He yawned and stretched his arms out before sitting up. “What time is it?”

       “Six-thirty.”

       “Ah, alright.” Thirty minutes before his usual wake-up time for school, but that was fine. At least he didn’t have to worry about sleeping in and being late. Then he suddenly realized something. “How long have you been awake?”

       Sadie glanced off to the side. “A while…”

       Azul raised an eyebrow. “The entire night?”

       “…Maybe.” Her voice was low with guilt.

       He sighed and shook his head, but before he could open his mouth to comment on her sleep schedule (or lack thereof), she quickly elaborated, “Okay, look, today’s your birthday, man. I was just too excited to sleep!”

       “So are you trying to imply that it’s my fault?” he teased.

       “Well, a little bit,” she answered, “but in a good way! I was up all night thinking about how we’re gonna celebrate”—she sat down on the bed in front of him—“throw a birthday party at the Lounge, go to your favorite restaurant off campus, force everyone to be nice to you or else I’ll kill them, buy all the gifts you want from the shopping center, stuff like that.”

       “Aw, that’s sweet of you, darling,” Azul chuckled, leaning forward and taking her hand in his. “Although, I don’t think that third option would be viable considering murder is against the law.”

       “Yeah, I know,” Sadie muttered before a malicious grin crept onto her face, “but giving people nightmares isn’t.”

       He let out a dreamy sigh and brushed her messy bangs aside with his fingers. “Whatever did I do to deserve you?”

       She shrugged. “Well, for starters, you became less of an asshole—”

       “Wow, not even on my own birthday am I spared from your cruel insults,” he lamented dramatically, placing a hand over his heart. “I’m wounded, Sadie.”

       “Damn, that sucks,” she chuckled. “What can I do to fix that?”

       He grinned “I think a kiss will be sufficient.”

       “On the mouth?”

       “Preferably.”

       “I haven’t brushed my teeth yet, though.”

       “Oh,” he realized. “I haven’t brushed mine either…” Embarrassment heated his face and dusted his cheeks a light pink.

       “Wow, and you wanted me to kiss you with your nasty-ass morning breath?”

       “Excuse me! I’ve only been awake for a couple of minutes, I didn’t realize that I’ve yet to brush my teeth!”

       “Well, then we should probably go do that right now,” Sadie concluded, standing up from the bed and holding a hand out toward him. “You don’t want your breath to smell like shit for your birthday, do you?”

       “Certainly not,” Azul agreed. He tossed the covers from his lap and accepted Sadie’s hand as he got out of bed. Then he fixed a playful glare toward her. “But don’t think I’ll forget about that kiss.”

        “You’ll get it once our mouths are minty fresh.”

       “You mean once my mouth is minty fresh. You use customized Dr. Pepper flavored toothpaste.”

       “Shut up, you know what I mean,” she snapped. “You’ll get your kiss after we’ve both brushed our teeth. Deal?”

       He smiled. “Deal.”

       With that, they entered the private bathroom in his room—Housewarden perks—and brushed their teeth at the double sink vanity. Every so often, Azul’s eyes glanced over at Sadie through the mirror, brushing her teeth with the Dr. Pepper flavored toothpaste he mentioned earlier, and a small grin would tug at the corners of his lips. Sometimes he even found her staring right back at him, to which she’d quickly avert her eyes and he’d chuckle with a mouth full of regular toothpaste. Then they rinsed their mouths clean, washed their faces to freshen up further, and dried them off with the fluffy lavender towels that hung on each side of the vanity.

       Azul put his towel aside and immediately turned toward Sadie. He put his hands on his hips and grinned mischievously. “Now, about that kiss?”

       Sadie snickered and shook her head, tossing her towel aside. “You’re so impatient.”

       “What? If I recall correctly, you said that as soon as our mouths are ‘minty fresh,’ then we can kiss.”

       “Yeah, I know what I said.” She rolled her eyes, smiling playfully. “Now come here.”

       Azul didn’t need to be told twice. He leaned forward as Sadie grabbed his face and pulled him down until her lips were on his. He smiled into the kiss as his eyes fluttered close. She continued to hold his face, and even with the various stitches on her skin, her hands felt soft and gentle as she slowly rubbed his cheek with her thumb. He wrapped his arms around her to bring her even closer until their chests were flush against each other. In his ears, he could hear the melody of their heartbeats—thumping perfectly in sync.

       Azul couldn’t think of a better start to his birthday.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

im gonna explode these two /pos

i might post a longer version of this some time in the future (if i can get most of my schoolwork done, at least 💀), but for now, i hope y’all enjoyed this oneshot!

happy birthday, azul 💜💜💜

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arachengrotto for azul’s birthday 💚💜

this is still a wip BUT trust it will be finished some day (hopefully over the weekend but i cant make any promises)

i was thinking about how to celebrate azul’s birthday this year and involve his new loungewear ssr, and what better way to do so than some good ol’ oc x canon?

i love these two sm i want them to explode (but romantically in each other’s arms)

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the poison apple (sadera)

fandom: monster prom

pairing: sadie arachned (oc) x vera oberlin

genre: comedy + fluff

synopsis: miranda tries to eat a poison apple in order to find her prince charming, much to vera’s dismay. sadie steps in with a more… creative solution.

word count: 831

Sadie walked past all the other tables, heading toward the one hidden away in the shadowy corner of the cafeteria, when something in her peripheral vision stopped her in her tracks.

       She turned her head around to see a suspiciously skeletal-looking apple sitting on a table in front of Miranda. Vera was sitting next to her, glaring disdainfully at the fruit with her nose scrunched up.

       “Miranda, honey, your apple seems to be pulsing with unhealthy purple light,” she told the mermaid. She was right—Miranda’s apple was quite literally glowing with the most ominous shade of violet Sadie had ever seen.

       But the purple light was nothing compared to the stench wafting from the apple, almost as if it had already been rotting for months. Sadie covered her nose and grimaced. “And it smells like shit.”

       “Oh, I’m sure it’s just your imagination,” Miranda giggled innocently.

       “It also has a skull on it and, like Sadie just pointed out, smells like absolute shit,” Vera argued. “I don’t think it’s for eating.”

       “Of course it’s for eating!” Miranda insisted. “It’s a perfectly standard poison apple. You know, the sort that puts a princess to sleep for a hundred years?”

       “I thought that was the spindle of a spinning wheel,” Sadie wondered.

       “Well, yes, that also puts a princess into a hundred-year slumber as well!”

       “You literally just admitted the apple is poison,” Vera pointed out with a raised eyebrow.

       Miranda sighed. “I know, I know. And I always said I wouldn’t be the kind of princess who eats a poisoned apple… but how else will I find a prince to wake me with true love’s kiss and live happily ever after with me?”

       Vera sighed and shook her head. Even her snakes were drooping in disappointment. “Girl, we need to have a little talk about feminism.” She turned to Sadie. “Sadie, back me up on this. Surely you agree that Miranda doesn’t need to poison herself for the sake of a man?”

       “I do agree,” Sadie responded. “Men are assholes. They’re definitely not worth poisoning yourself over.”

       Miranda pouted. “But how else will I—”

       “If you really want a prince that badly,” Sadie interrupted, a vicious smile slowly creeping onto her face, “then maybe he should eat the apple instead. That way, you can kiss him awake with ‘true love’ and all that fairytale bullshit.”

       Miranda’s eyes lit up. “A marvelous idea!” she gasped. “If the princes are asleep, I shall be able to assess them fully before making a selection!”

       “Or you could just leave them like that for all eternity,” Sadie suggested. Surprisingly, that got a genuine laugh out of Vera. Well, it was more of a chuckle, and it did sound slightly malicious, but there was still some sincerity mixed in.

       Miranda, however, ignored her suggestion—Rude. “Come to think of it, I suppose this is why the princes prefer sleeping damsels to begin with…”

       Sadie grimaced. “Oh, I think there are other reasons…”

       Vera sighed and rolled her eyes. “God, royal marriages,” she groaned. “The whole thing is like a fucking meat market.”

       “In my kingdom it’s more of a fish market,” Miranda commented.

       Sadie and Vera exchanged glances.

       The mermaid, however, was oblivious to their silent conversation. “In any case, you two have truly opened my eyes! I shall be sending poisoned apples to all nearby princes forthwith!” With that, she immediately stood up from the table and walked away with a bounce in her step, presumably off to go poison some unsuspecting princes and see if they were worthy of being kissed awake or not.

       Vera turned to Sadie once Miranda was gone. She smirked, obviously impressed by Sadie’s enlightened views on subversing traditional gender roles. And poison. “Not bad. I have to admit, your idea was pretty creative.”

       Sadie grinned, showing off her pointed teeth. “I know, but thanks.” There was a reason why she spent so much time in the art room, after all.

       Okay, well, the actual reason why she spent so much time in the art room was because the auditorium was usually the main place to gain CREATIVITY, but she wasn’t a theater kid. The art room was the only other place for that. In fact, it was the only place in the entire school for Sadie to indulge her CREATIVITY without having to be subjected to the theater kids’ obnoxious antics (no offense to any theater kids reading this). It was also the only place in the entire school where she didn’t have to be suddenly pulled into a random scenario between two or more classmates with a ridiculous dilemma that could only be resolved with an equally ridiculous solution. The art room practically gave her a break from all their unnecessary bullshit…

       But that didn’t matter right now. At least, not as much as the appreciative, lighthearted look on Vera’s face. The appreciative, lighthearted look directed at Sadie. For a gorgon whose gaze often turned people into hard cold stone, Sadie felt nothing but soft and warm from those candy-red eyes.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

as you could already tell, sadie and vera don’t actually hate each other in this one. these oneshots don’t have a cohesive timeline at all, so in one fic they may hate each other’s guts, and in another one they may already be pining after each other or at least on friendly terms together.

again, these oneshots are all gonna be subject to change once i finally write a full, longform fic about this au, so oneshots like this will either be removed or rewritten in the final draft.

anyway, hope y’all enjoyed reading 💜

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career prospects (sadera)

fandom: monster prom

pairing: sadie arachned (oc) x vera oberlin

genre: comedy + fluff

synopsis: vera turns to sadie for a morale boost about her future post-graduation. sadie decides to fuck with her a little, but it quickly backfires.

word count: 1371

Sadie let out an internal sigh of relief when she saw the big red ‘A+’  circled in the top-right corner of the paper. Monster History was far from her favorite subject (which was why she was taking the regular course and not the AP one), and at times the class made her want to kill herself out of sheer boredom, but at least it was a walk in the park compared to some of her more difficult classes. She barely even needed to complete the study guides—or study at all, really.

       A chorus of hissing broke her out of her thoughts. Sadie turned her head to see Vera glaring daggers at her own test. “Damn, how badly did you fuck up this test?”

       Vera looked up from her test and redirected her sharp glare onto Sadie. “It’s not that, you bitch.” She turned her paper so Sadie could see the grade at the top—an A+ as well. “I mean… an A+ is nice, sure. But look at this joke of a test—Monster History? What’s the point of any of this?”

       Sadie shrugged. “I don’t fucking know.”

       Vera rolled her eyes. “Clearly. Nobody has ever become a millionaire thanks to their knowledge of monster history. This high school isn’t preparing me for real life, it’s just preparing me for mediocrity.” Suddenly her face was filled with indignant fury. “This is outrageous! I’m allergic to mediocrity!”

       Sadie looked at Vera, a smirk slowly creeping onto her stitched face. “Good to know…”

       Vera’s eyes locked onto hers in a fierce glare. “Don’t even think about getting any ideas, Arachned. I need you to give me a pep talk. Tell me about my bright career prospects.”

       “Why me?”

       “Because you’re the one who decided to make a little comment about my test score.”

       “I’d rather kill myself.”

       “I’ll buy you a month’s supply of Dr. Pepper.”

       “Fine,” Sadie sighed, rolling her eyes. She waved her hand, gesturing for Vera to continue.

       “My job skills are being the best, having fabulous hair, and telling people they’re ugly,” she listed, putting up a perfectly manicured finger for each “job skill.” Honestly, Sadie had been expecting worse. “There’s got to be a job out there for me, and you’re going to tell me what it is.” Suddenly, she narrowed her eyes and leaned toward Sadie, her voice dangerously low. “Right. Now.”

       “You know what, maybe I’ll take my time out of spite now,” Sadie taunted with a shit-eating grin. It was always hilarious whenever Vera forgot she wasn’t easily intimidated like the other students.

       “God, you’re such a pain in the ass,” Vera groaned. “Just tell me what damn career is best suited for me!”

       Sadie looked to the side and began pondering her—or, well, Vera’s—options. Vera was a grade-A bitch, something that she herself had (indirectly) confirmed just now. She was cruel, selfish, conceited, greedy, manipulative… Honestly, Sadie would’ve loved to just sit there and list out every single one of Vera’s flaws, but she had a hunch that the gorgon wouldn’t really appreciate that, so she decided to take this seriously—to a certain extent.

       Based on everything she knew so far, it honestly sounded like Vera would be fit for those reality shows that featured a panel of judges criticizing everyone. She already judged others on a daily basis, but this time she’d be getting paid for it! In fact, there might have been an opening for America’s Next Top Monster…

       But that sounded like actual advice, Sadie realized. Actual advice that Vera could actually use and end up actually succeeding with. And Sadie didn’t want to feed Vera’s ego even more than it already was. She spent a little more time thinking of what she could say instead until she thought of the perfect response:

       “You know what, who even needs college?” she asked with a grin. There was a subtle hint of sarcasm in her voice. “The financial system in this world is already designed to benefit sociopathic bitches like you!”

       Vera narrowed her eyes at the backhanded compliment. “Really?”

       Sadie nodded. “Yep. Here, just take a look at this spreadsheet that I created…”

       She pulled out her phone and quickly looked up business career spreadsheets for beautiful, cruel, fabulous-hair-having women—like Hell she was gonna actually create a spreadsheet from scratch for Vera of all people. Once she found one that looked good enough, she turned her phone around and showed it to the gorgon.

       “Wow,” Vera marveled as she read the screen, “a way to make money and support businesses that make life worse for poor people? I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but you’re a genius, Sadie!”

       Sadie didn’t know how to feel about that compliment. “Wait, really?”

       “Yeah, just look at all these investment opportunities!” Vera began reading some of the possible careers from the spreadsheet. “A toy store that sells guns to toddlers, a construction company that only bulldozes ugly people’s houses… Hell, this company is just building a giant missile to blow up the moon. And the ROI is incredible!”

       “Why can’t they decide to blow up the sun instead?” Sadie asked in disbelief when she heard about that last company. “I mean, the moon is so much better than the sun in so many different ways!”

       “Not according to this company, apparently.”

       “I hope they go bankrupt.”

       An unreadable gleam appeared in Vera’s eyes. “Hm. Maybe I can accomplish that for you. After all, ruining lives has always been a hobby of mine. I just didn’t know it could be so lucrative!” She grinned at Sadie. “Think of it as a ‘thank you’ for showing me this spreadsheet and giving me some actual hope for my future.”

       “Oh… you’re welcome.” Man, this kinda backfired for Sadie, but it also didn’t in a strange way? It backfired in the sense that Vera’s ego was definitely bigger than it was before now, and she was definitely going to make people’s lives worse now, but she also made a somewhat-promise to bankrupt that company trying to blow up the moon, and this was right after Sadie had expressed her dismay at the moon being destroyed and possibly replaced by the god-awful sun!

       Well… a win was a win, she supposed. Maybe that’s why she suddenly felt all warm and fuzzy the more she thought about it.

       No other reason.

———

Later that day, after classes were finally done, Sadie headed toward her locker to put her books away. Ember, Mona, and Billie walked with her, chatting and bickering about various random shit that only really mattered to them. Sadie laughed and listened to their silly little debates, but suddenly her attention was pulled away when they approached her locker. Sitting right outside of it were several boxes—and a two-liter bottle—of Dr. Pepper.

       “Damn, Sades, when the Hell did you buy all of this?” Mona chuckled.

       “I didn’t.”

       Ember smirked and nudged her arm. “Looks like someone’s got a secret admirer then,” she teased. “They must really know the quickest way to your heart.” Sadie rolled her eyes and nudged Ember back.

       “How are you even gonna take all this Dr. Pepper home with you?” Billie asked curiously.

       “I’ll find a way.” Sadie wasn’t going to let all this glorious Dr. Pepper go to waste, after all! What kind of (self-proclaimed) number-one Dr. Pepper fan would she be if she did?!

       Suddenly she noticed a little folded note card sat atop one of the boxes of Dr. Pepper. Sadie leaned down and picked it up, unfolding the paper to read:

Thanks again for your advice back in Monster History, I guess. I’m still surprised it was actually helpful. Anyway, here’s the month-long supply of Dr. Pepper I promised you. Try not to go too crazy.

V.O.

Wow. Sadie honestly forgot Vera had promised her a bunch of Dr. Pepper in exchange for making her feel better about her future. To think that Vera was the one who remembered, and she actually followed through with that promise…

       That warm, fuzzy feeling in her chest returned. Probably because now she could indulge in an unhealthy amount of Dr. Pepper for the next month without having to spend any money.

       No. Other. Reason.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

these two make me wanna explode /pos

again, they hate each other in this oneshot but also don’t at the same time? it’s complicated but fuck it we ball

also i’d like to introduce my other 3 monster prom ocs! (that totally aren’t pulled from my twst au like sadie is) i actually have a few oneshots centered around them in the works rn, so stay tuned! and again, i hope y’all enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it <3

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fear list (sadera)

over the weekend, i recently got back into my old monster prom obsession from middle school. so, as one does whenever they rediscover an old interest, i made a whole monster prom au for my ocs (sadie, ember, tara, and billie) and wrote a bunch of oneshots for said au

i’ve mostly written oneshots for sadie and vera (her love interest in this au), so i figured i’ll publish the ones i’ve finished and subject everyone else to my monster prom/sadera obsession

fear list

fandom: monster prom

pairing: sadie arachned (oc) x vera oberlin

genre: comedy + little bit suggestive at the end

synopsis: damien and vera are scheming of ways to make one of their classmates suffer. sadie steps in to give them a solution.

word count: 901

Sadie looked up from her phone and saw Vera and Damien having some sort of… business meeting together?

She had to have been seeing things.

But lo and behold, when she crept closer to eavesdrop, it seemed like they were having a meeting of some sorts, judging by the manila folders they were each holding.

“Now Damien,” Vera said, not yet noticing the boogeyman lurking in the shadows right behind them, “it seems we both agree that Gwilliam the Incubus is a piece of sentient garbage who deserves harm.”

That’s an understatement, Sadie scoffed internally. She personally never really had many interactions with Gwilliam—and for good fucking reason. The first (and last) time she had ever interacted with him, he was being way too pushy for her liking, so she did what all boogeymen do and scared the shit out of him. Or, well, she tried to scare the shit out of him, but when she grew into her full form to give him nightmares, he… was unfortunately into it.

Since then, she never interacted with that damn incubus ever again, so it was nice to see other monsters hating on him as well.

“True, true,” Damien said, nodding along to Vera’s words.

“And so I believe that, together, we could make Gwilliam very unhappy,” Vera continued. “I’ve prepared an action plan for a potential merger. Have a look.”

She opened her folder, and Sadie peeked over her shoulder to see a bunch of complex charts with titles like “Derision Coefficient” and “Maximizing Humiliation Dividends.”

Yeah… I don’t think this will work, Sadie thought to herself.

“I brought a folder too,” Damien bragged, opening his folder to reveal a single piece of paper with the word “PUNCHING” written on it.

Oh, that definitely won’t work on Gwilliam.

Vera gave Damien a look. “I admire your… simplistic approach, but I think we need a plan that utilizes both our strengths.”

He nodded in agreement, turning over his piece of paper to reveal another one. This time, he had written the words “PUNCHING HARD.”

Damn. If Sadie was being honest here, both of their ideas sucked. They just didn’t sound very effective, or very lasting, or very… satisfying. Humiliation and physical violence weren’t very permanent methods, in Sadie’s opinion. Not to mention how many freaks had a kink for that kind of shit nowadays, and considering how Gwilliam had reacted to her full monster form that one time…

If these two really wanted to make him suffer, then Sadie had the perfect solution! She wasn’t a fearsome boogeyman for nothing, after all.

“Just use his fears against him,” she chimed in like it was the most obvious suggestion in the world—and to her, it basically was.

Vera and Damien whipped their heads around to face her, but before either one of them could open their mouths to insult or swear at her, she opened up her notes app and went to the folder labeled “FEARS TO EXPLOIT” where she wrote individual lists of people’s worst phobias in order of most severe to least. She scrolled down a bit until she found the list for Gwilliam’s fears—her personal weapon against the incubus—and turned her phone around so the other two could read it.

Vera narrowed her eyes and leaned closer to the screen. “Hmm. Most of these fears seem pretty standard…” She tried to reach toward the screen and scroll down the list, but Sadie quickly smacked her hand away before she could make contact. The gorgon glared at her before continuing through the list. “Clowns, bees, entropy…”

“That’s because you’re starting from the bottom, dumbass,” Sadie snapped, rolling her eyes. Fucking amateurs.

“Then how about you give me your phone so I can actually read the damn list?” Vera scowled, her snakes hissing in a chorus of irritation.

“How about you keep your scaly fingers away from my phone, bitch?” Sadie quickly pulled her phone back toward her, scrolling up to the top of the list before showing it to Vera and Damien again. “There. Happy?”

Vera glared at her before turning her gaze back to the list. Suddenly she blinked in surprise. “…Corn?”

Sadie grinned. “Yep.”

The gorgon glanced at her. “Interesting,” she murmured, a vicious smile of her own slowly spreading across her face. “Very interesting indeed. I think we’ll be able to accomplish some marvelous things with this list… Maybe we could even use some of your other lists in the future, as well.”

“Yeah, I’m not giving you this info for free.” Sadie raised an eyebrow and tilted her head to the side. “You of all monsters should know better than that, Oberlin.”

“Hm. You drive a hard bargain, Arachned.”

“Does it say ‘punching’ on there anywhere?” Damien cut in, making a swipe for Sadie’s phone, one that she easily avoided.

“Well, yeah, it does,” she said, scrolling to the very bottom of the list, “but it’s not his biggest fear. In fact, it’s his least severe one, right below ‘libraries’ and ‘fish.’”

Damien shrugged. “Well okay, as long as it’s on the list. I’m in.”

“Cool.”

Vera’s eyes met Sadie’s again. To anyone else, that look in the gorgon’s eyes alone would’ve earned her the number-one spot on their list of fears, but Sadie felt absolutely no terror looking into that blood-red gaze of hers.

She did feel something else, though. Something that she’d rather not unpack right now. Or ever.

AUTHOR’S NOTE

these oneshots are all non-canon as of rn bc i wanna write a full-form, cohesive fic for this au, and i don’t think i’d be able to include all the scenes i’ve written between my ocs and their respective love interests. but that won’t stop me from writing those scenes anyway bc they help me with my writer’s block ✨

i have more where this came from (google docs), so i’ll probably post the rest of my finished monster prom oneshots sometime later this upcoming week. hope y'all enjoyed reading! 💚