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Based off of my mothers ratings from me showing her them--

Dick Grayson: "He's a sweetheart and funny. 10/10 approval rating." -My mother

Leon Kennedy: "Very handsome, but I don't know, his life seems dangerous... ah, what the hell, 8/10 rating." -My mother

Buggy the Clown:

Mom: "I thought you hated clowns??"

Me: "I made an exception for him."

Mom: "Okay, weirdo. I don't approve of the pirate clown.. 1/10 and that's being generous.."

Me: "But like-- he's rich and could take care of me 🙄"

Mom: "....Good point, 8/10."

(She had a lot to say about Buggy and I couldn't cut the convo out)

Tagging: @sugar-and-pearls @eris-terrible-taste @cant-help-but-self-ship but only if you guys wanna.

Hey, here’s a fun selfship game:

If some magical force made your f/o real, would your family approve of them?

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I um. I can't explain this one boys.

Tagging: @eris-terrible-taste @cant-help-but-self-ship and whoever else wants to do this.

NO CHEATING: You’re starring in a movie with the last person saved in your camera roll and the last song you listened to is the title. Who/what is it?

tagged by @fornhaus 🤍

tagging: @xellnikov @life-or-something-like-lt @brandnewhuman and anyone else wanting to do this

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New followers, that's wild. I guess I gotta post more 😅

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Amanita Addams

Pronouns: she/her (with strangers), they/them & xe/xem/xyr/xyrs (with trusted loved ones)

Age: ~30

Height: 5'0"

Occupation: Homicide Detective

Symbols/aesthetics associated: shadows, tea cups, mushrooms, spiderwebs, mantises, snakes, vultures, obsidian, deer, shrikes, mimic and blue ring octopuses.

Universe: one very whimsically macabre universe that combines the Addams Family, BBC Sherlock, and NBC Hannibal

Birth Order in the Addams household: Firstborn child of Morticia and Gomez Addams

Siblings: (in descending order): Oliver Greyson (@sincerely-bats s/i), Merope Constantine-Addams (@sugar-and-pearls s/i), Wednesday Addams, Pugsley Addams, and Pubert Addams.

Partner: James "Jim" Moriarty

QPP: Molly Hooper

Adopted additional siblings: Sherlock, Mycroft, & Eurus Holmes, Hannibal Lecter

Best friends not related to xem: John Watson, David Black (@13leighstreet s/i), Will Graham, Aurian Furukawa (@goldfish-notepad OC),

Skin colour: brown (cookie dough, caramel, cinnamon tones) with chocolate brown freckles

Eye colour/shape: russet brown (cognac, rum)/almond shaped

Hair colour/length/texture: dark brown/black (dark chocolate)/mid-back/curly-wavy

Colours worn: jewel toned dark greens, reds, purples, and blues. Dark and mid-tone browns, black, off-white. Silver. Regarding makeup, Amanita wears dark lipstick colours, mascara, and will choose eyeshadow that compliments their outfit at the time or will wear a smokey eye look.

Taste in clothes: high waisted trousers, tucked in blouses with lantern sleeves, suspenders, waist coats, lace trim, brooches, ribbons, belts, playfully ruffled or sleek dresses, stockings and tights, elegance and refinery with a hint of sensuality.

Personality: Exceptionally polite, kind, and emotionally alluring. Amanita radiates elegance and grace, and is skilled in getting information from others without much prompting. She values knowing everything about everyone, and is highly protective of those xe decides to claim as their own. Providing for others is a love language, their favourite way to provide being baking/cooking for another. They have little tolerance for rude behaviour from those outside her family and enjoy subtly exposing people's worst qualities to be judged by others if crossed and not apologised properly to.

Amanita does not take kindly to people talking down to xem or any of xyr family members and indeed, Amanita took the family motto, "Sic Gorgiamus Allos Subjectatos Nunc"---We Gladly Feast On Those Who Would Subdue Us--- literally, and is always rather happy to 'have' those who cross her or her family over for dinner.

Pet: Amanita owns a 7ft long male eastern indigo snake (Drymarchon couperi) named Quetzal, a pet she found out in the wild one year when xe was 10 years old and on a family trip with Morticia and Gomez took her down through Florida to visit the Everglades and later, the Bermuda Triangle.

Fun fact: they are non-venomous yet part of their eclectic diet includes highly venomous snakes. This fact amuses Amanita to no end.

Magic: shadow magic (travel through shadows, blend into shadows, manipulate forms of shadows, use shadows as spies, make shadows tangible), some (vague) fortune telling via tarot card readings, potion making, seeing and speaking with ghosts.

Hobbies: letter writing, hosting tea / dinner parties, visiting art galleries, making homemade tea, gardening, swordfighting, cooking/baking, reading, drawing, photography, visiting cemeteries to commune with spirits, playing chess and other board games with loved ones, going on long walks throughout London.

Poison of choice: Amanita prefers using death cap mushrooms (Amanita phalloides) since the genus in which they are part of are her namesake--Morticia often calls xem her "precious little death cap". Amanita usually administers it through brewing and serving as tea and comes paired with sugar cubes.

Amanita moodboard

Writing snippet ft. Amanita and Moriarty

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Figured I would make a post about my self insert Oliver since he is most on my mind at the moment.

The links from my Millanote board would be:

As well here is my playlist for Oliver and Dick!

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Woah.... I forgot I existed for a bit there.

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I did a art recently on my tmnt account. 👉🏻👈🏻

I was bored and remembered this whole thing (it’s translated because I’m an English speaker 😔

Anyway, I am cringe, but I am free

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So uh… more of me and Dick :)

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Its ironic that mine became an f/o. He really stuck with me.

Tagging, but you don't have to: @erisemptyskull @pieisbestdessert and whoever else wants to do this

Y'all know what time it is...

GAMEEEE TIMEEE !! Tell me ur Childhood Crush vs. Current Crush

[ It can be fictional or non fictional characters ]

Tagging (NP): @rossithepixie @pupkashi @rizzmin @satocidal @maeby-cursed @wishmemel @driaswrld @yunymphs @gojocp @gojosatorubrainrot

@gojoshooter @sugutoad @keigotakamiz @nanamikentoseyebags + Anyone can join ☆

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Kicking screaming crying. I love this so much still!!!

And you're so welcome!!! I was just happy to be involved 🥺🥺🥺🥺

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

synopsis - The Addams family go looking for a tree.

I would like to thank @sincerely-bats to let me use his si Oliver for this fic and for all the wonderful chats that help inspire this.

Snow crunched sharply under black shoes and boots as the Addams family wandered through their local forest. The moon illuminates their steps as the rich smell of pine surrounds them. A chill hung in the air like a hangman’s rope, rattling their bones and sending a fine layer of frost to set over their skin. Oliver shivered, shedding that thin layer off himself like a snake. 

“It's too bad Fester couldn’t be here” Oliver said conversationally, breaking the silence over his peaceful family. A Jason mask sat on top of his head, shielding his scalp from the falling snow. The long-ish black hair which grew out to salted caramel locks swayed with the magic users every step. The musical voice of his mother answered him back, 

“It can’t be helped Mon Petit Merle, he’s spending the holidays in Arkham” ah that bad idea, as Oliver was to learn by his father’s lightning comment of, “Tish that’s french!”

He ignored his parents as the sound of kissing and loose clothing grew louder. Instead he turned his head to his sister Merope, watching as she skipped and jumped childishly over wooden lodges and stick-out roots, oblivious to anything or anyone else. Her red swing coat swished with her as she twirled in the moonlight, arms arched upwards in some strange dance to music that only she could hear as her long hair fanned out as the breeze blew past them. 

He pulled away from the sight and huddled his thin frame deeper into the dark grey hoodie to get away from the blistering cold. Well, technically it was his husband's but that was neither here nor there. A hint of Dick’s cologne still clung to the fabric, making Oliver miss him more terribly. Due to his husband’s ‘nightly activities’ he couldn’t be here with him. With little else to do on a Saturday night, that left him with this.

“How come Grandmama isn’t here too?” Oliver questioned, as to take his mind off its current wanderings. A head of him he could see their younger siblings as they walked. The two appeared to be arguing again. Though what about he couldn’t be sure but if the heavy and spikey morning star had anything to say about it - Oliver would say that Wednesday was winning.

“Her and Aunt Ophelia always go to the Dreaming to see Grandpapa, they like to travel there - give them some girl time” Merope said as she twirled on a particularly thick tree root. With some added flare she pulled out a photo from thin air and passed it over to him. In the picture was his Grandmother and a dishwater blonde woman he had learned to be his Aunt Ophelia, were sitting on flying broomsticks next to tall, icy stalactites that looked like they could break from the ceiling with even the slightest vibration. 

A loud squeal alerted his attention onto his youngest sibling. In the baby carrier on his back hung his brother Pubert as the babe squealed louder than a pig at slaughter. The cold had no effect on him as his toddler brother continued his happy gurgling.

So focused on his youngest brother was that the eldest Addam's son barley notice his family stopped. Oliver cranes his neck upwards. The tree they stopped by was massive, giant even. Easily 12ft tall if not more and thick too. Lurch could arm his arms around it and his hands still wouldn't touch.

And dead, long dead. Whatever leaves it once had had now become brittle shells of themselves. When Morticia had come too close to the tree, its leaves had cut her check to the bone. The flesh healed itself within a couple of minutes but it was still impressive. All the noise had drowned out at that moment. It was so quiet, not even chirping robins could be heard. 

“Children, ready for the climb” Gomez called cherrily, knocking Oliver out of his daze. 

Wait, climb? 

He looked up in time to see his siblings as they started to climb; 

Pugsley bumbled his way up, missing some branches and falling from others till he settled a particularly sturdy one. Wednesday slivered up the tree, ever the apex predator with dark dead eyes. Merope fell somewhere in-between, though Oliver did notice that she avoided looking down

“Oliver my boy!” Oliver turned, this time towards his parents. 

His father, in his pint striped suit and thick fur coat, offered him an axe as his mother happily signed. Its handle was made of a dark polished wood and an equally lustrous blade which was decorated with nordic designs of snakes and dead men.

“Oldest boy cuts the Christmas tree down while the rest of the children sit in it” 

With a grin Oliver gingerly took it from his father’s grip. For a moment he held the axe in his hands and watched the moon glitter off its pale blade. He could feel its power flow onto his skin and into his veins. It felt nice, wicked, like a warm duvet being thrown over him in the dead of night. It felt natural for the axe to be in his hands, like a missing piece of his arm was returned to him. 

With a grin that could rival the Jokers, Oliver pulled down the Jason mask onto his face and swung the axe, embedded it into the tree. Above him he could hear the happy cheering of his brother and sisters. Behind him Oliver could feel his mothers proud gaze upon him as his father too cheered him on and on his back, he could feel the comforting weight of his youngest brother as Pubert giggled at himself, clumsily clapping along to the beat of the axe.

As the ring of his phone spilled into the air a loud crack rang out throughout the forest as the wood gave way and the tree finally and slowly fell to meet the ground below. 

He answered the call. The air filled with laughter as he heard his boyfriend voice in his ear. From his position on the ground Oliver could see siblings;

Mischievous Merope with her hands thrown high into the air and dark hair also bleeding into the night sky, laughing loudly in joyous revelry. Sweet Pugsley as he clung onto the branch he was sitting on, though the stripes of his top did make it harder for Oliver to see him. Sadistic Wednesday, as silent as the grave with her grin just as wide as Olivers and eyes alight with the same glee as the rest of their siblings.

He laughed along with them. Ah it truly was the most wonderful time of the year. 

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🎶 So it's your birthday, baby

Have fun at your party

I wish I was there to hold back your hair

When you've drank too much outta your fancy cup 🎶

Another year around the sun with my husband. So in love with my Bluebird and I can’t believe how lucky I am 💕😌

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*wanders over and sets this down*

So we got married. Like- yesterday. I didn’t post this right away cuz we were busy celebrating! Anyway, have this picture Raph happened to capture of us <3

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you can't just grab my silly little waist and pull me in for a kiss bro you'll make me fall in love

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Dick Grayson can just be walking and people will stare. He's fucking attractive but he doesn't pay them any mind, there's no point when he already has his mind set on one person.

Neighbor!reader who is just trying to survive college and is constantly craving coffee or some kind of substance to keep her going. But it's when the cute guy from next door Is always stopping by and talking to her, getting her coffee, and having dinner with her, she suddenly is wide awake with thoughts of the man with blue eyes.

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So uh…. We cute as hell <333

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"You'll never have to worry about me leaving, darling." Your f/o smiles, reassuring you. They gently place their palm on your cheek, using their thumb to draw small circles on your skin. "You'll always have me. That is a promise."

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f/o cuddles are just so comforting. whether you’re wrapped in their embrace or they’re in yours, it just immediately releases all the stress you’ve been carrying throughout the day. in which you and your f/o fall into one another, utterly content with nothing more than this beautiful moment you share