#and idk they lure in living people & then idk if it's like give us your life force &/or just be undead like us. expanding the community.

[unproduciblesmackdown]

ten drawings and like twelve seconds of the song into this whodunit? project, determinedly progressing....and for fun, i was like, okay put Anything else into zeke’s locker / give it Any flair, like, always striking for a balance b/w not making things too difficult but not like cutting all corners & fully avoiding what i think would be fun &/or just good to include

mainly had the spontaneous idea for like, put a poster/pic in there somewhat horror related, i was gonna do something kind of Scary Generic like a haunted house & then had the insight like oh hey make it hopefully evocative of the cover illustration for the first goosebumps book “welcome to dead house”

and then added a kermit the frog keychain, fun anyways, and a bit of a shoutout to an element of the book in zeke’s like immediate introduction lol

kind of the best of both worlds when it occurs to me to have something be kind of an easter egg / reference to Something touched on in any of this material, like also made sure to get zeke’s locker number right (or rather make the locker to the left One Number Below the number given in the musical synopsis (no locker number’s given in the book) to imply his correct locker number, but probably i’ll show the closed locker door also) which is itself an easter egg reference to how many years ago the events of The Legend occurred (in the musical), because coming up with such details wholecloth is a trial i might just otherwise avoid completely, and then idk i think it’s fun. like, i’ve read welcome to dead house, classic. i’ve also now read phantom of the auditorium lol and it’s always a great time, r.l. stine always talking about how he thinks that wtdh as the first book is a bit too scary and/or not yet tempered enough with humor, and pota makes me laugh aloud like every page. a delight

[thegnomelord]

I love your monster au so much. It makes the monsterlover/fucker in me real happy. Sorry just wanted to share my appreciation.

I've been thinking too, how would you feel about writing a underwater sea creature reader? (No pressure but I hope this idea tickles your fancy so I'll infodump my ideas on you) They can live on land and stuff but drag their prospective mate into a deep underwater ravine when they want to mate. Idk how to describe it, like I have an idea in my head of what the creature's traits would be but I can't find a way to put it into words.

I'm going to give it a try though, (excuse the fact it won't make much sense, my thoughts jump around a lot. But I'll try and make it coherent.) Basically, my mind went to underwater dragons. So with most of the traits that you wrote for dragons, like the purring and the tails intertwining (and the sharing of scales). But I was thinking without wings, because you don't need them underwater. But we glow in the dark, because we are deepsea creatures we have adapted to become bioluminescent. Oh and also we have gills and stuff still when we are on land.

Idk if this is confusing or just something you don't want to write but I was hoping for you to include a more sfw part with the mating dance maybe and then then an actual nsfw part (dom top male reader??)

But at the end of the day this is just a suggestion and it's up to you if you want to write it or not. (If you do write it can it be with ghost or gaz?? gaz giving us shiny things but sea related, like shells? and/or ghost struggling through knowing how to court us. Both of them being confused of what to do because we are a new type of dragon that not many people knew existed and our courting traditions are mostly unknown??

Okay this is cool and it tickles my brain of having just this big fucking monster that's gigantic due to deep sea gigantism :D, I also picked Gaz cause I like the sea/sky duality.

CW:NSFW, subbot gaz, domtop Mreader, quick and rough

When you first joined the taskforce, Gaz didn't know what to expect. Your species had been newly discovered, barely any information about you, but something about you put some ancient part of his mind on edge, ants nipping on the sinew of his wings until his body begged to return to the safety of the sky.

First time he met you, you reminded him less of a dragon and more of a Leviathan — something that dwelled where the light didn't reach, far too big than anything should be allowed to be, bright bioluminescent markings shimmering against dark scales to lure prey into crushing jaws filled with sharp crooked teeth, horns like spears to pin down what couldn't fit in your maw, powerful legs built to swim and breach the surface of the water to catch unaware flyers like Gaz just to pull them down into the abyss to be devoured.

He would have been more. . . unsettled by you had you not been so nice.

You towered over him even in your mostly human form, but you were a gentle giant, happy to let him use you as a perch and humming along as he talks, joining in on his and Johnny's pranks and hiding them when Price eventually catches them.

And Gaz doesn't even notice when your presence no longer makes his feathers puff up, the shadow you cast over him now warm and welcoming after all the times you'd been a meat shield for him. He tils his head back to catch sight of your eyes as he leans back, soft feathers rubbing against your clothes, "Hey there big man." Gaz smiled.

You hum, your hand coming to loosely hold his hip, holding the pretty thing close to you. "Hi." You purr, the small biolights along your body flickering in seemingly random patterns, but nothing about them was random to you or your kin, your interest in him painfully obvious.

But to your dismay Gaz doesn't understand, just snorts at your colorful display. "What's got you in a good mood today?" He asks, eyes tracing the dancing lights, that instinctual bird part of his mind liking the sight, and the low rumble of your voice, and just. . . being near you.

You blink, "You," You say simply, your people aren't ones to mince words.

Gaz can feel his body heat up at your declaration, feathers puffing up, but strikes down any thoughts about you before they turn inappropriate and cause him to coo at you. "Fine, keep yer secrets." He huffs and gets out of your hold, wings stretching out to purposely show off his feathers as he walks away, tail feathers flickering.

He can feel your eyes follow after him, hummingbirds pecking at his spine and he doesn't know if he should feel that way. And all you can think of is how you could drag your pretty bird down into the abyss without clipping his wings.

. . .

Gaz watches you lazily swim around the lake near their current base in your real form, "Havin' a nice soak in there Nessie?" He asks as he walks the short pier and sits down, dipping his feet in the water as his wings spread out lazily behind him.

A low rumble leaves you like a distorted whale song, your large form pushing through the water like a submarine cutting through the ice. "Nessie?" You ask as swim over to him, "Who's that?"

"Never mind about that," Kyle grins, his eyes roaming along your large form as the biolights flicker once again in that specific pattern that means nothing to him but everything to you. "You look happy."

You shrug, "It's nice to be back in the water." Without a word you heave yourself out of the water and onto the pier, large hands clutching the wood on either side of him, a deep purr rumbling in your chest at how close he is to you now. "Did you need something?" You ask, biolights flickering seductively.

Kyle swallows drily, eyes going wide as he registers you loom over him, can smell the sea and salt still clinging to your scales, something other than fear buzzing down his spine from how close your dangerous teeth are to him. "Oh, right, uh," He clears his throat to clear the molasses clinging to it, wings spreading out in a way that got his feathers shining in the setting sun as he reached into his pocket.

"I, um. . . I got you this." He said, holding out the seashell he'd found for you. His breath caught in his throat as you looked at it, hoping you liked it; he'd spent hours polishing it until it was shining, the colors vibrant and every single scratch buffed out.

"Thank you," You rumbled and took the seashell into your hand. Your pupils dilated, a very pleased purr rumbling in your chest — oh, he was so thoughtful, such a good mate to bring a rare treat for you.

Kyle felt like a bloody peacock at the way his wings spread out, but he couldn't care less about his posturing when you accepted his gift, his heart fluttering like butterflies in a jar.

Then you ate it.

You ate his gift.

His heart shatters like the seashell between your fangs, wings dropping like a rock, never having expected to be rejected like that. "I- what- why did- if you-" He couldn't even form words to say what he wanted, pressing a hand to his face in an attempt to hide the way his eyes prickled with vestiges of tears.

Unfortunately for him, you notice. "Oh, little bird, what's wrong?" Your voice is soothing, biolights pulsing in a slow and calming way as you gently pry his hand from his face, looking into his eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"

Kyle doesn't look you in the eyes, doesn't know what the hell to feel right now, the words spewing out of his mouth before he could control them. "Why would you do that!" He hisses.

You tilt your head. "You gifted it to me." You say like it's supposed to explain everything, reaching up to cup his cheek, your clawed hand cold and wet against his skin. "It was very good." You lean in closer, a deep purr rumbling in your throat, your long tail moving to curl around his leg.

Kyle sucks in a sharp breath as you push you loom over him your hands on either sides of him keeping him in place, feeling himself slowly lay back as you creep over him onto the pier, heart drumming in his chest. "Wh-what?"

You snort, eyes glowing like anglerfish lures, lowering your head down to lick a stripe up his neck, claws raking down his front. "Let me show you my appreciation, yes?"

Kyle shivers at the sensation of your teeth against his throat, body heating up, your scent — of sea and salt and something very very old — invading his nose, an involuntary chirp escaping his chest. "Ah, yeah, sure just-" Kyle yelps as your claws cut through his clothes, wings quivering as they're pressed against the wooden pier behind him.

"Relax little bird," You coo softly, licking around his lips in what counts as a kiss for you when your maw is filled with vicious teeth, tongue trailing down to lick up the drops of his salty sweat. "I'll be gentle."

And gentle you are; softly licking up the blood after your fangs had left marks on his skin, sharp claws holding his trembling hips tenderly as your rough tongue worms inside him, soft purrs and deep rumbles vibrating your tongue against his prostate until he's sobbing, his hands clutching your horns to hold your head closer as his cock leaks a puddle of pre onto his abdomen.

He whines when you continue stretching him with your tongue, "Please, mate, just-" Kyle sucks in a sharp breath as your tongue once again grazes his prostate, thighs clenching around your head. "-just please fuck me already! I can't- I'm not going to-"

Kyle sobs with joy and anguish when you pull your tongue out, the slimy appendage slithering back into your maw and leaving him painfully empty. "Alright, alright," You coo, moving up to drape your body over his, nuzzling your cheek against his as you line your hard cock with his stretched hole. "Relax,"

The tip of your cock breaching his puckered hole has Kyle sucking in a sharp breath, "Easier said than done mate," He chuckles, closing his eyes and just trying to focus on your scent and just you, groaning. Fuck, you're big in all aspects, his body clenching down like a vice before relaxing enough for you to slowly push further, spreading his walls wide until you're fully inside him, your hips resting against his.

"There you go," You purr, letting Kyle adjust as you nibble on his neck, biolights flickering happily when he rocks his hips into yours. "Taking me so well,"

Gaz can feel his body heat up at your words, throwing his head back when you rock your hips, cock hard and heavy inside him, dragging against his walls with every minute movement that has him panting and whining, his legs crossing behind your back to pull your hips closer every time you pull out.

The world escapes your notice, all your attention fully on him as you focus on mating him, pulling needy desperate sounds from Kyle's lips, your large hand gently stroking his leaking dick as your cock rubs against his prostate, your unhurried pace making him cum again and again and again until he's a moaning boneless mess by the time you cum inside him.

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

Yep looks like mine got ate lol. Idk why but tumblr usually eats my request on the first attempt at sending it.

Anyways, could I prettty please request a hc for Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair, Mark Hoffman & Nathan Wallace? 🍒

Where he has a s/o who's very doting on him. Like whenever he returns from work/ chasing down a victim she insists on checking him for injuries. And if there are any injuries not letting them do anything else until she's doctored them up. Always making their favorite meals etc?

Slashers with a Doting s/o:

Thomas Hewitt x reader, Bo Sinclair x reader, Vincent Sinclair x reader, Mark Hoffman x reader, Amanda Young x reader, Nathan wallace x reader, Art the clown x reader, Albert wesker x reader, Michael Myers x reader, Billy Loomis x reader, Stu Macher x reader, Asa Emory, Jesse Cromeans

Fem reader

Warnings: slight spoilers for the slashers, slight angst for Nathan

Thomas Brown Hewitt

Thomas is a touch starved man. He's never actually thought that he would even have a significant other.

He's always had fantasies and dreams of eventually finding someone to settle down with and eventually starting a family. You made his dreams an reality.

Thomas adores how much you care for him. From the little notes you write him with his lunches all the way to the way you massage his sore muscles after a long day of supplying meat for the family.

The only issue that Thomas would have is not wanting you around while he's butchering the meat because you're too angelic to see him doing such.

Bo Sinclair

Bo isn't used to anyone being doting to him. The most doting Bo has experienced was from his twin but never with anyone else.

At first, Bo would be frustrated with how doting you are. Especially growing up the way Bo did, it caused him to have a more avoidant type of attachment compared to his brothers.

He thinks that you're trying to infantize him at the beginning, or trying to "demasculine him." Bo's the type to patch himself up, even Vincent has to force Bo to let him patch his wounds up.

Once he gets used to your doting nature, Bo would drink it up. Not only does your doting nature makes him feel loved, it also helps with luring victims with your "doting house wife" role.

Vincent Sinclair

While Bo's childhood has been on the physically abusive side, Vincent was more so emotionally abused. Yes, Vincent was the favorite child, but he also was forced to hide his scars from a young age by Trudy under the guise of not wanting to upset her by showing his face.

With your doting affection, it made Vincent short circuit because of the fact that you were doing this even though you've seen and know about his scars.

Vincent adores how you always make sure that he eats and stays hydrated while he's working. He even loves how you try to coax him into going to bed and rest after him working non stop for a couple days.

He wouldn't want you around when he "preps" his sculptures because he couldn't afford the possibility of one of then escaping and hurting you, his angel. But if he ends up getting injuries, he would let you take care of it.

Mark Hoffman

Mark has spent a lot of his life before becoming Jigsaw's apprentice taking care of himself and of his sister (until she died). He's not the one to really know how to react to having a doting significant other.

Given the life he's living, your doting nature gives him an escape from the darkness he's been engulfed in. If you're not another one of John's apprentices, you're most likely ignorant to what he does when he's not with you.

The excuses he gets whenever he comes home with injuries would be "work related." Mark would let you tend his wounds once the both of you have been together for a long while. It's not because he doesn't trust you, the reason is similiar to Bo, he doesn't want to weak around you because he is a detective after all.

Mark will protect you at all costs. He's already lost all of his family, he's not going to lose you.

Amanda Young

Amanda isn't used to having people doting her. The closest she's had was John and he was a father figure to her.

With you, Amanda thought that you were an angel sent for her. With how much you show her your love by the small things like making sure she eats, helping her through her recovery as an addict, making sure she's taken care off when she's not around you.

Amanda allows you to help her if she ends up getting hurt. The only thing that Amanda doesn't like is when you look at the scars from her using.

Just like with Mark, Amanda wouldn't want you to know about her double life and would do anything to protect you from the cops. It doesn't matter if you're an apprentice as well, Amanda is going to protect you no matter what.

Nathan wallace

Nathan has been pretty much touch starved and alone since the death of Marni. He's more than used to taking care of himself and Shilo.

It took a lot to let you in, both romantically and knowing of his secret repoman life. You in a lot of ways reminded Nathan of Marni because of how much you take care of both him and Shilo.

Nathan loves how both you and Shilo get along, helping her through the rough patches between the two of them. The both of you know that you will never be able to be Marni but Nathan hopes that she would be okay with you being in both him and Shilo's lives.

Nathan feels comfortable knowing that if anything happens to him that Shilo would have you there for guidance, love, and support.

Art the clown

Art is a rather touchy kind of person. This man probably has never been doted on in his existence. It's obvious that the only that that's keeping Art alive is some sort of dark diety.

Art is one of the very few people on this list that would gladly accept his significant other taking care of him. It doesn't matter how good or bad you are at cooking, it's way better that the food in the dumpsters that Art eats (or faces? Who am I to judge?)

It's a miracle that you're still alive around Art. The whole tending to Art's wounds wouldn't be needed but Art does appreciate when you clean the blood off his costume.

Being with Art and cleaning the amount of blood on his costume, you probably have a real good idea on what he does when he's not being taken care of at your house. Do you really want to potentially gamble on your life by asking?

Albert wesker

Wesker, depending on how long have you been with him would determine what ways you're doting towards him. If it's during his S.T.A.R.S days, he loves how you are always home to take care of him after the missions and trainings.

S.T.A.R.S Wesker would reluctantly allow his significant other to tend to his wounds after his missions, even give you a few flirty jabs if he's shirtless while you tend to him.

Wesker secretly enjoys having his significant other massage all the tense muscles of his shoulders and back. This is a common thing for both pre and post mutated Wesker.

Once Wesker becomes mutated, the healing his wounds wouldn't be needed because of the superior healing but he does find it nice when you stitch up any of his torn clothes.

Michael Myers

Michael hasn't been doted on since probably when he was a small kid before being institutionalized.

Similar to Art, Michael's diet before you was whatever he could kill and eat and that it doesn't matter what your skill level is when it comes to cooking, it's better than what he's eaten before.

It takes a lot for Michael to trust you enough to both see his face under the mask and for you to tend to his wounds after a night of killing. Once he trusts you, Michael would stay perfectly still while you quickly tend to him.

Michael would be shocked when you either gift him a new knife after noticing how his old one was failing him or if you cleaned and sharpened his knife for him.

Billy Loomis

Given that Billy has abandonment issues from his mother and to an extent, his father, Billy has a hard time truly letting someone in romantically. He usually uses his relationships to either make him look innocent or as side relationships to give him what he wants (i.e. sex)

It takes Billy a long time for him to get used to how caring and doting you are. Billy is similar to Bo when it comes to the Avoidant attachment style, often times getting agitated that you're babying him when the both of you were at the beginning stages of the relationship.

Once he's completely used to your doting ways, Billy will soak up the doting nature. Especially when it comes to you cooking hid favorite meals and making sure he's practicing self care.

Billy may not be vocal about his appreciation for you doting on him, he truly does appreciate how much you care for him . He wouldn't talk about his Ghostface side but you'll somehow figure it out but never said anything about him being a Ghostface.

Stu Macher

Stu was both lucky and unlucky to have the childhood he has. He has money to support himself while his parents are on business trips but he's never really experienced having someone dote on him as much as you

Seeing how caring and and doting you are, Stu instantly soaks up the attention you give him. This man loves it when you bake for him. Stu has a sweet tooth for your home made cookies and brownies and it makes his day when you give him a plate of your baked goods.

It's a possibility that you know about his Ghostface side. Or at least have suspicions of something going on because of the amount of bruises and scratches he has on his body that you've seen.

It's almost funny to see Stu make up a story about how he got the newest set of bruises on his skin. You decide to act like you believe his stories because you can see that Stu is hiding something and eventually he would spill the beans.

Asa Emory

Similiar to Jesse, Asa is all for having a significant other who's the "doting house wife" role when it comes to his day job where he's the professor.

Asa would be on the stubborn side when it comes to having his significant other taking care of his wounds because he deems it unneeded. He would probably let his significant other tend to him if he's probably passed out from blood loss or something similar.

You know about Asa's "Collector" side gig but between keeping yourself away from that business and the fear of Asa turning you into one of his pieces makes you keep quiet about the whole thing.

Asa does appreciate that you don't ask him too much about his secret life when you do have to tend to his wounds or patch up his sweaters constantly.

Jesse cromeans

Ever since the combination of the death of his late wife and nearly dying/ basically losing his physical appearance, Jesse lost any hope for anyone to even fake being with him as a front. That was until he got with you.

It takes a long time for Jesse to trust you to help tend to his face because of both Jesse not wanting you to see the full extent of his injuries and the fact that his face has became delicate for anyone to touch due to the scaring.

Jesse is all for having the "house wife" kind of significant other because it give him a more human side when it came to his "day job" and having you be there after his trips makes Jesse feel like he's not all monster, there's a man under a huge layer of brutality.

Unlike some of the others on the list, you do know at lease some of what Jesse does while on these trips. He wouldn't want you directly involved but he has made it so if anything happens to him, you would be safe with Spann.

[horrorscoupes]

speaking of hush

i know the “hush is a shade” theories are already RIFE on here, but i wanted to suggest my own idea for some variety :] (timestamped as always)

as an avid lover of the sovereigns and all of their shenanigans, there have been a few things gnawing at my thoughts for quite some time:

1. if the sovereigns under the river used the inversion as a feeding frenzy to glean more power than they typically would get from the natural progression of death via the river (“Was this your plan all along? Not to invade—but to feast? How much stronger will this harvest leave you? How long before something greater than Shades breaks loose?” [All Along 30:36]), then why, almost two years later, havent we seen ANYTHING else about that?

2. When Min’ara and E’Laetum are discussing the things that “lie bound in Death” they say this particularly interesting thing: “Their Prima seeks freedom from their prison.” “Give him a new prison instead.” [Held by Ancient Gods 5:29] which, of course, has always been assumed to be referring to one particular sovereign separate from the bunch

obviously this could be way off the mark, and i’m totally game to accept it if i’m wrong here, but i wonder (since they very easily created daemons and then, once rebelled against, experimented on humanity until they created vampires and empowered humans) if during their time in jail under the river, the sovereigns began to create something else. brachium refers to something “greater than” the shades that ravaged the E&E games during the inversion, which leads me to believe he was either talking about the sovereign themselves escaping OR that he referred to something else created by the trapped sovereigns to use kind of like they use shades to carry messages out of death (“Crafted, by what lies beneath the River, made out of the magic they siphon out of the waters. When they first climb back into the realm of the living, they’re weak. Running on pure instinct, draining anyone close to sustain themselves. To build up their strength. If they get enough, they become tangible, like this one. And if they get even more—a lot more, really gorge themselves… they start to actually remember their purpose. To be a messenger. An envoy. A voice, for what lies beneath.” [Blakes Truth 13:30]).

it’s been two years since the wolf/vamp storylines have seen the inversion and still we haven’t heard anything about the re-emergence of the sovereigns, because i really don’t think that the power absorption was solely to start breaking out. obv we don’t know where hush falls on the timeline just yet, but i think the fact that we also don’t know where certain people (project meridian cast, vega, regulus, blake to an extent, etc) were the night of the inversion is ALSO very important and interesting. <- i can talk about how weird and intriguing it is that we haven’t seen anything past inversion for vega and regulus for hours </3

so, if they’re using all the energy for creation rather than destruction it would have been incredibly smart to leave hush core-less. he isn’t a daemon, and without a core he has no threads linking him to aria. this means that not only can his powers be tethered to the metric fuck-ton of power that the sovereigns just absorbed by killing 1500 empowered people, in order to “rift” (idk what to call it. or if he did at all. anyways) he wouldn’t have to pass through the meridian at all.

so if he IS a new creation of the sovereigns forged from their power and energy, then it would make sense that E’Laetum and Min’Ara may want a bite out of him. they are starving and rotting away alone between terra and aria, and he is looking like a snack. which brings me to my second point: do E’laetum and Min’Ara want someone to bring them hush (in this theory a piece of the sovereigns waning power) to tide them over and perhaps lure a sovereign out of death? that’s a little bit of a stretch (and so is my theory linking hush and project meridian), but think that it’s something we could all stand to consider.

ALSO sidenote: i think that hush surfaces after the inversion while D.U.M.P. is still spinning over all of the deaths and distrusting the Chorus, hence why the deaths of several “articulates” (erik tell me what this means NEOW) seem to be going completely ignored/unnoticed. during the aftermath of inversion, D.U.M.P. and the Chorus are not friends, and it would make sense for them to overlook d(a)emon deaths while they’re still trying to decide if the Chorus knew that the inversion was coming

sidenote #2: the spellsong, which i’ve seen people questioning, has been defined as the binding between magic users and magic/daemons and aria/magic users to one another/magic to the world. to Me it seems like a somewhat broad term used to fill spaces, since no one in universe really knows where magic came from in its entirety. daemons use the term most often in canon, describing it as something they can “hear,” hence why i defined it as the binding between magic and the world. (“I can hear them. Every voice in the spellsong going silent. Every emotion being felt inside this… trap.” [Voices Gone Silent 5:08], “Your kind is a part of the Spellsong. Our harmony. And even if time has made some of my people callous, we still feel the loss of any voice, be it demonic or human.” [Comforted by Your Demon 14:15], “Most of the Chorus was… genuinely horrified to hear what had happened. They’d felt those losses. Heard those voices in the Spellsong as they went silent. Our people don’t always get along, yours and mine. In fact, I’d go so far as to say they usually don’t. But there’s a bond there that neither of our people can deny. And in those that I could read, they felt that pain.” [Consoling an Elemental and an Incubus 27:27], and “When you bit into him and he bit into you, your blood met each other’s cores. Each of your spellsongs met a counterpoint.” [You Bond With a Vampire 19:45]) <- these are the ones i found on short notice, i would be beyond thrilled to add more quotes to the collection

this is by no means me trying to shit on other theories, i think it’s so wonderful that we’re all here guessing. stay curious

[hamiltonaf]

One More Dance | Kylian Mbappé

Pairing: Kylian Mbappé x Female Reader

Summary: The job is to lure men and make them spend money at the beach club, but how does it feel to do that when you attract the most famous one of them all.

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: Slow burn

A/N: This is my very first one shot that’s football related. I’ve always written F1 one shots for so long and thought of doing something different for once. Got inspired by listening to a popular song on replay and idk why I felt it really needed to be written - btw if you wanna set the mood then watch the music video for the song here

This could be turned into a part 2 but all depends on the feedback. Do let me know your thoughts on this one shot and perhaps I’ll get working on the next part if requested. Also, apologies for the gif quality idk what happened. Anywho, enjoyyy .xx

It’s been a little over a year since I moved on my own to Spain and have since been working at an exclusive beach club. I quite liked my job, it was interesting how my work had changed over a couple of months.

It started off as being a waitress, to being ‘upgraded’ to serving only VIP clients and now on top of that, I’m a dancer. So since we have majority rich or famous clientele, my job is to be the main attraction and to lure men to continue wasting their money on drinks. Is that even legal ? I honestly couldn’t care, as long as I’m getting paid well.

If you’re wondering how the dancing came about, let’s just say that some of my friends here just can’t keep their mouth shut after a night out.

We’re told on the day who will be coming to the club so we can do some quick research of our own before the clients are here.

Today we were expecting a few football players, mainly away players from PSG such as Kylian, Sergio, Achraf and a few others. When I noticed the commotion upon their arrival, I got a heads up that in a few minutes it’s my queue to perform. Luckily I have my work friends dancing along with me, it eases the stress of being the lead dancer.

I quickly dropped my work and jogged over to our dressing room to get dressed so I looked the part. As per usual, all of us dancers have to wait in our dressing room until it was our queue. My makeup was already done, just had to touch up my hair from a ponytail to beachy waves and I was ready.

A few minutes later our manager, Megan, had jogged over to give us our queue. The music got louder and the vibe had instantaneously changed from relaxed to people itching to join us to dance.

The girls had set the mood first before the lyrics started and that was my queue. When I say I performed, I mean it.

The wind was a paid actor because I never felt more like a main character than I did during this performance. With a hundred pairs of eyes on me, I could feel a pair in particular that was burning into me as they watched my every move. For a while I tried to search the crowd for that someone that I could feel a spark with and I knew he was the one when he was staring directly back at me. Mr. Kylian Mbappé.

I confidently winked at him mid performance before I scurried off back to the dressing room to change yet again, during this time the live singer had taken over the song to prolong it whilst I got dressed.

I peeped out from the dressing room waiting for my queue and noticed everyone was up on their feet dancing, and cheering along to the live singer. Just as the lyrics continued, I stepped out and a path was cleared for me to make my way to the main dance floor. I lip synced along to the lyrics as I made my way to the crowd.

I noticed he was leaning against a pillar at the main dance floor with his arms crossed over his chest. I held eye contact until I walked past him to the empty dance circle. He turned around to look at me, gazing from head to toe. I couldn’t help but make eye contact again as I continued to do my rehearsed dance moves.

With our intense eye contact, it felt as if this dance was for him and him only. The crowd around us was long forgotten. As the song was nearing the end, all that was left was to freestyle. As my back was turned to him for a second, I felt someone grab my hand and spin me around to bump into a chest. I knew it was him. My hands cautiously placed on his chest, my eyes slowly trailed to meet his.

I was so lost in his eyes and the thought of his next move that I failed to notice everyone around us salsa along to the music. He then spun me around and I followed his lead.

At the back of my head I couldn’t believe how our moves were in sync as if we rehearsed together or something. My heart was racing and I can honestly say that it’s not the adrenaline rush. He continued to stun me with his smooth moves and his dominance whilst we danced. It felt like something out of a step up movie. The music, the crowd, the location was so unreal to be experiencing a dreamy moment like this.

As the song ended, everyone erupted in applause and screams. My arm wrapped around his neck as he dipped me down and slowly brought us up, my free hand lightly holding his face. The chemistry and the tension was on fire, I could feel it underneath my skin.

“You’re a pretty good dancer” I said with a grin. “I could say the same for you” he smiled as we then loosened our grip off each other. “Well I better be a good dancer, it’s part of the job” I said playfully. “Does the beautiful dancer have a name ?” He raised a brow. “Aww sweet, the name is not interested. Nice to meet you. Ciao” I winked as I scurried off. “Wait” he called after me. Ugh.. I hate myself for doing that but unfortunately I have to get back to my waitress duties, until later when we will have to perform again.

I got changed back into my first dance outfit, the holographic purple and green combo of a bralette, and skirt to make better use of it whilst I can. The girls all started squealing the second I stepped foot into the dressing room. “Oh my gosh guys.. calm down” I said as I placed a hand on my chest in shock. Megan came in to check in on everyone and congratulated us on our performance. “Big ups especially to (Y/N), our girl was out there dancing with Kylian ! Oh my god that was literally epic” she screamed. “I was shocked with the way he moved. Mans is smooth, I’ll give him that” I said as I looked at my reflection and fixed my hair. “Well, what did he say ?” Megan asked as the girls listened eagerly. “Not much really. He asked for my name and I cut him off saying that I’m not interested before running here” I shrugged my shoulders. “(Y/N) are you stupid ? You have an opportunity to be with Kylian and you’re blowing the man off ?” Megan said in disgust.

I looked at her face and immediately started to feel bad. “What are you still doing here looking at me ? Go get him !” Megan yelled at me as she pushed me out the door. I stumbled as I stepped foot outside. I tried to subtly look for him amongst the crowd before my eyes fell on him, for once he was busy chatting to Achraf so obviously wrong time for me to talk to him. I went up to the bar thinking I could give out some orders, but I was shoved with a tray of drinks in my hand by Lexi, my closest work friend. “You were specially requested for VIP table 2” she said as she nodded towards the table. I turned around and of course it’s Kylian’s table. Lovely.

“Hey boys. Who ordered drinks ?” I cheerfully said as I placed their drinks onto the table. I could feel Kylian’s gaze burn into me. “Hey it’s the dancer girl ! You were phenomenal by the way” Achraf said. “Aww thank you, really appreciate it” I smiled at him then stole a glance at Kylian. “Anyways enjoy your drinks boys and let me know if there’s anything else you need” I smiled at them before walking off. “(Y/N) !” He yelled my name which made me stop in my tracks. “You know my name ?” I asked shocked as I furrowed my brows. “Your friend Lexi told me” he said as he looked behind me to wave at her. I turned around to see her waving at us. “Anything you needed ?” I asked. “You” he said confidently with a smirk. “And what could I possibly do to help ?” I raised a brow with a half smile.

“I’d like another dance with you” he said. “I’m working Kylian” I said as I crossed my arms over my chest. I can’t believe I was saying his name so casually as if I knew him all these years. “I like how you say my name” he smirked as he stepped closer. “I like how you’re avoiding the topic ” I smiled. “So how about that dance, (Y/N) ?” He asked as he held out his hand for me. “Hmm…only because I like how you say my name” I said as I answered his question by placing my hand in his.

[malfoyfarms]

Honey

JJ Maybank x Fem!Pouge Reader

WC: 1119

T&W: none

a/n: lolol idk what this is but I wanted to write again 

Slow nights at the boneyard were far and few between, but as JJ and his group of bandits sat sprawled around the fire, he couldn’t help but glance around for the one frizzy haired pogue missing. She was off fluttering around to her many, many friends. Honey was sweet and friendly and kind and fierce, a human that just attracted people, good ones too. He pondered on the need to have her pressed against his side or his knees. 

“Buddy, you’re staring,” Sarah nudged. He chuckled and thought about the moments earlier spent with his– well not his, Honey. 

Honey had smoked a blunt so large, JJ was surprised she wasn’t greened out in his bed at the Chateau. In fact, she was taking off down the jetty toward the sunset. Honey had no breaks sober, not to mention when she was high, causing JJ to take off after her, ensuring she didn’t fall into the ocean. 

“Jay, I wanna dance! C’mere right now!” her giggles lured JJ down the jetty. “I wanna dance like our nanas did with us in the kitchen. Like lovers do when they’ve had too much to drink or are making up from a fight.” 

She pulled him close and rubbed the tip of her nose to his, “C’mon if I’m never gonna do this with a lover, just appease me.” 

He knew in that minute he was a goner.

“What do you mean you’re not going to do it?” He was still holding her close, trying to keep her nose on his. 

“I’m not getting out of the cut. ‘N mama says there’s only one person she’ll give me to, but he won’t want me.” He could tell she was going in and out of focus. Hell, she probably doesn’t even know what planet she’s on, but all he could think of was who her mother thought was good enough for her. 

“Honey, you know that’s not true.”

“Then dance with me.” 

JJ took one of her hands and held it up, placing his other behind right under the edge of her cropped shirt. He ran his rough hand over her scar that she got when she was 7. He could feel her eyelashes kissing his neck as Honey laid her head on his chest. She smelled like her usual self: cinnamon, citrus and Dove, and now a little bit of marijuana. She placed her bare feet on top of his, but his sensories were switched when she started rubbing the back of his hand with her thumb. They softly swayed back and forth. 

“Hmm,” she blew a breath out. “I may even fall asleep here.”

“Jay! JJ!” That same smell snapped him back out of his memory, only to be met with less than bright eyes. “Can we get out of here? It’s too brick.” 

He nodded, pulling her up with him. With slight eyeshifts from their friends, the group decided to let the two go off. After the two were out of eyesight, he gave her the hoodie of hers he was holding onto. She slid it over her form, and trotted behind him mumbling a small thanks. 

“So what’s the real reason you wanted to get out of there? I know damn well you weren’t cold, and you seemed to be having a blast making your rounds.” She shook her head, and chuckled. 

“Thrilling, listening to everything going on in everyone’s lives, everyone’s problems, and the tea between groups. It’s exhausting!” He grabbed her belt loop to pull Honey closer. “I’m glad people want to talk to me, and feel like they can confide in me, but jeez! Doesn’t anyone wanna know how I feel?”

“I care.”

“I know you do. But you know about my problems before I do myself.” Again, another chuckle. 

“C’mon let’s get home before your social battery actually dies.” 

“Could we, uh, actually go to the Chateau?” He noted to press that later. Instead of speaking he headed left, not right. 

Upon their entrance to the house, Honey was given the option to pick her poison. Weed, alcohol or sober. Much to JJ’s surprise she chose sobriety. She sat down on the opposite side of the couch, visibly uncomfortable. JJ sat at the other end watching a YouTube video. Her hands were fidgeting, picking at the skin around her thumbnail. JJ pretended not to know, knowing she’ll eventually burst.

Instead of saying anything she crawled over to his side of the couch, slowly slithering her way up his body. She managed to wiggle her way in between JJ’s arms. It was like déja-vous, her eyelashes kissing his collarbone. She wrapped her legs around his waist, arms around his torso, and squeezed as hard as she could. He knew exactly what she was up to. His touch-starved best friend was looking for physical comfort. While it was rare that she would act upon her need for physical affection, when she did, JJ knew she truly needed it. He stood up, ensuring his koala was still attached, 

As he gently set the two of them down, Honey managed to kick her socks off. Now JJ began his magic. He ran his left hand up and down her back, while his right pushed her hair out of her eyes and took hold on her thigh, her thigh that was still tightly wrapped around him. She began to nuzzle her face deeper into the crook of his neck. His lips sat gently on the top of her head, him slightly leaning into her hair. 

A small “thank you,” was mumbled and a squeeze was given in response. He worked his hands across her back, working his way up to her shoulders. He tried to massage out the knots, but eventually gave up as he was plagued with fascination in her hair. 

JJ could tell a person anything about Honey. The way she liked her burger, how many alarms she needed to get up in the morning, but most importantly how she expressed her needs. Her subtle squeezes around him portrayed the need for security. His response? A large hand behind her head and a huge squeeze. When a “thank you” was not uttered, he knew she was out cold. 

Even the loud commotion of the rest of the pogues coming home didn’t make her stir. Slowly, John B opened the door to JJ’s room, not expecting to see his best friend cradling his dream girl. As he tried to back out quietly, he drew the attention of Kie, who just smirked. John B made a little salute to his friend and shut the door quietly. 

“Oh my Honey, what am I going to do with you.” 

[gimmethatagustd]

hi bestie <3

i’m not sure if you’ve done this already, but do you have a list of recs for yandere ffs?

i love all the recs you share, so i just had to ask 🤭

ahh bestie hi 🥹

i haven't shared any yandere fics yet! idk if you're looking for only reader-inserts or if you'd like mxm, too, so I'll give you both just in case~ (including shameless plugs, I'm sorry jshdkfjs). i haven't read a ton of yandere yet, but i want to.

posses your heart (ot7) by @/chans-room

camgirl au, was on hiatus but won't be anymore!

i haven't read celestial ruin yet, but it's on my tbr list:

celestial ruin (myg, knj) by @remedyx

Just being in his proximity made my skin crawl. As if his tainted wings were contagious and I was putting myself at risk just being near him. Yoongi was corruption incarnate. Once revered upon his throne and now cast aside for the sins he committed. Inky wings replacing the beautiful gold they used to be. The sign of the Fallen. And the way he looked at me said he wouldn’t be sinking alone.

i think hali put fix you on permanent hiatus, but i'm sharing it anyway 🤷🏽‍♀️ cuz it was a good first chapter and maybe you'll check out hali's other stories after experiencing her lovely writing:

fix you (myg) by @sailoryooons

Your crumbling relationship with Kim Taehyung finally reaches the point of no return after struggling to keep it going after a nightmare you’re unlikely to forget. Min Yoongi is there to pick up the pieces – but you had no idea how ready he was to try and fix you.

streets (jjk drabble) by yours truly

I can’t sleep no more / In my head, we belong / And I can’t be without you / Why can’t I find no one like you?

here's a list of yandere fics by @/theharrowing. i haven’t read all of them, but I did read Boy Blue, and it's really good! harrow has a few other yandere fics, too.

they're all reader-inserts with yoongi and taehyung

the wind speaks (vmin) by yours truly

Something’s living under the dock at the Kim family’s beach house.

blood on the sheets (kth) by yours truly

Despite what some people may think, your roommate isn’t a monster. You know Taehyung; he’d never hurt anyone

ghostface killers (myg) by yours truly

You’ve had your eyes set on Yoongi for as long as you can remember. What you didn’t know is that he’s had his eyes on you, too.

twilight zone (taegi) by bandit4life

Sometimes monsters don’t hide under the bed, sometimes they hide behind mirrors - watching, waiting for the moment to strike, to kill. But Taehyung’s goal has changed over time. It was pure curiosity at first. He only wanted to observe, wanted to find the flaw in the seemingly perfect human. He didn’t expect Yoongi to hide a dark secret. “I’ve always known there was something off about you. But I didn’t expect it to be like this.”

carmen (vmin) by @/sailoryooons

Taehyung gets lured to an exclusive club by a strange, enchanting woman. What finds him there is much more intoxicating and dangerous.

dreamy (taekook) by paperwetwithink

When Jeongguk gets sleepy these days, it kind of feels like there's something watching.

[hawkmothmoon]

So my first play through of BG3 was done on easy mode (first time playing a D&D game) to get a feel for it. Next one I’ll go to normal mode.

I played as a high elf sorcerer, with wild magic subclass for most of the game; at the end I respec’d to the weather magic one (tempest?) which I think was the right choice.

Next play through… maybe a Drow or Tiefling? I REALLY love using magic but also like using all the different arrows. So maybe Paladin or Cleric. I dunno! I wanna have high charisma so I can persuade people to not fight me or to give me stuff lol

FULL POST BELOW

Karlach and Astarion were easily my favorite characters/storylines, although each character had a fantastic story. Their voice actors did a wonderful job.

I loved how consent and bodily autonomy and choice were such prevalent themes from the very start. You go under the violation of having a fuckin alien tadpole go into your brain, and then can choose whether to fight against it or go along with it.

Karlach was obviously not a child soldier, but she was kidnapped and pulled into a war against her choosing, enslaved and forced to fight. She’s got a ticking time bomb in her chest. She’s been through hell, both literally and figuratively, and still remains one of the most empathetic and optimistic characters in the game. I loved when she got her engine tuned up and was able to give and receive hugs for the first time in a DECADE. And when she confronted Gortash, you could hear the agony and fury in her voice when she tells the group she was in denial that he could have betrayed her. The motherfucker was her mentor and then threw her to the wolves. Samantha Béart, I want to hug you!

At the end, my character convinced her to join Wyll and return to Hell with him. Idk it felt like if she had a friend with her (and also we had killed Raphael and Hope had taken over the House of Hope) like they could make a difference.

I’m a basic goth bitch so I love a vampire. 😭 that being said… there’s plenty of tropes and rehashed storylines about vampires. So when reading a bit about the game via all the gorgeous fanart posts I saw (which is what got me to buy the game!) and people were like “no seriously this is a REALLY great vampire character” I was curious.

First off Neil Newbon has such a DELIGHTFULLY FANCY voice. He brought so much to this character: the snark, the flirting, and the eventual vulnerability when he reveals the deep wounds on his psyche.

Seeing the “promiscuous sex-loving vampire” trope shifted to “this is a guy who had to use sex to lure victims back to his vampire master and probably had to seduce some pretty gnarly characters but he had no choice because he’d be locked alone in darkness for a year if he didn’t” was… something. Again, Neil’s voice really brought his backstory to life: the fear, the uncertainty, the growing desire to be with Tav while grappling with their many traumas regarding intimacy. It was powerful.

And when he finally confronts Cazador, I chose to stay silent and let Astarion do all the dialogue. In typical abuser fashion Cazador berates and antagonizes, then puts him in the magic binding circle thingy (side note that fight was fuckin HARD and getting yeeted off the platform sucked 😬). I then went with the option to kill Cazador and release the spawn. I loved the dialogue where he brutally murders him, but realizes he’s stopped the cycle and never has to fear him again and could be different than him was wonderful.

Finally, the scene in the graveyard was just super sweet where he acknowledges that the person he was is dead, but he’s ready to begin living.

I loved the humorous banter amongst all the characters. I haven’t played the first two games so I didn’t have familiarity with Jaheira and Minsc/Boo, the latter of whom became one of my favorites.

I definitely feel like I’ve got a much better understanding of the game mechanics now! I’ll be playing it on computer next (played it on PS5).

Anyway here’s some of my game shots. The cheese scene will never not be funny to me.

FINAL RANDOM THOUGHTS:

- for my next playthrough I might want to do the cheat thing where you kill Karlach to get the armor, then revive her and have her join the party; and the cheat where you knock out Minthara to go save the druids and then save her and add her to your party later

- Orin was a really cool villain. She was creepy as fuck. Please dont ask me how many times she bamboozled me with her shape shifting, it’s embarrassing

- those little bombs you can buy anywhere are actually super helpful during fights

- I nuked that dragon with the little bombs lmao

- being able to fly or misty step is VERY helpful

- I do NOT want to fuck the tentacle emperor or a bear but you know what I’m glad the monster fuckers have options, you do you!!!

- I should probably get the eyeball from Volo because the “shroud self” assassin guys are annoying as fuck

- people made it sound like when Orin kidnaps your companion that you have to do it within a certain amount of time or they’ll DIE but I don’t think that’s the case? I got a whole bunch of shit done while Lae’zel was in the crypt.

- ngl I thought Shadowheart was super annoying for like a third of the game, she sounds like she would be even worse if she chose the Shar path

- being able to throw buckets of grease at enemies? HILARIOUS

- enemies (and your party and yourself) slipping on ice or grease and falling over and just lying on their backs staring at the sky? ALSO HILARIOUS

- wild magic sounds cool but tbh it ended up being more trouble than it was worth, although the first time you turn your entire party into cats or sheep is very funny

- also if you wild magic and it turns all your enemies into cats and dogs and they’re low enough health that you can take them out in one shot they don’t change back so it just looks like you carried out a massacre at an animal shelter

- okay what was the deal with that goth dude who was a necromancer in the shadow lands? He felt like he was maybe important but then he disappeared after I got that journal for him

- the fairy in the lantern was very funny

- Zara the mummy seems like she’d be fun to have in the party

- those displacer leopard things are cool as heck

- Mizora was so comically terrible, love her

- owlbear cub!!!!!

[yandere-sins]

My dear author,

I have been constantly imagining this… what if WE had a significant other back then?

Like imagine this man having to hear me aggressively being all like:

“(Gf name)….I….I miss you. This fucking stupid overgrown shark literally won’t let me go!” In my sleep.

This man would have to live with me being a whole simp for her while he’s like:

Humans can have same gender mates? How would that even work? No matter! I’m better than whoever she’s blabbing about! (Narcissistic triumph)

Eh, honestly I didn’t read much about same-sex relationships in the shark world so idk if he would have an idea about that, but I mean except for the description in the sex scene, the reader can be either, so I think Atreo would not question his mates choice in partner.

It only matters to him that he has them now and they are his, and whoever is up there can screw themselves because TOUGH LUCK but his darling is unreachable for them now. They belong to Atreo now once and for all, and he’s not giving them up. Never. (He does get a little jealous if the darling talks about them though. Maybe a little unhinged if they don’t stop and frustrate him, so they’ll learn it’s better to shut up.)

The asks got a bit out of hand so I compiled them under the cut! I would be really awesome if you could not use so many spaces between your sentences, it takes up a lot of space and while I love chatting, I don’t want to clutter for the people that are just on my blog for the stories. So thanks in advance! ^^’

Well, his curiosity comes from concern, right? If his darling is TOO quiet it can’t be good either, and Atreo needs to make sure they are at least a little lively. So even if that shows in them grumbling and turning around on the bed, pouting, he’ll be satisfied. Atreo will also always use the chances he gets to remind his mate how much better they have it with him and how little they need when he’s by their side (even though they are probably dying from boredom lol). But hey, he’ll throw in some unwelcome cuddles if they need someone to change their mood xD

Well, like any yandere: See Target -> Fixate on Target -> Claim Target. It’s also that the human probably taste pretty good since they are not some old, worn sailor. So that’s probably a reason to keep them aaaaaall to himself and then he just fell in love with them as they turned out an absolutely adorable, nonviable (in the ocean) creature in his care.

Also female sharks are mean and tough (but humans are cute and soft and have less options to choose and pick when they are immobilized underwater). And Atreo is only the 3rd best singer. Life’s tough when all you’re good for is hunting and fucking and then there are two other sharks that lure in all the females with their singing. He could have his share, certainly, just because he has proven himself as the strongest male. Buuuut he might not be the first choice for everyone either.

That said, he probably has a lot of kids from previous matings, but now he’s way too occupied with his darling to think of anyone else, no worries ^^

Well, you take a merman, use a great white shark as a reference, and then just slap the colors on him. Most notably are the black eyes like sharks have, I think I did say he also has grey hair, but I’d need to reread my own story and I’d rather not lol. Grey tail, pretty long, proportions of an 8′‘ human. Patches of scaly skin. The rest, tbh, is up to readers.

As for the dicks, male sharks actually always have them out as far as I know, they have two claspers. The “being able to pull them inside into something like a bag” is a real-life concept turned fantasy as much as I know. I’ve seen it countless of times for Naga, Merman, Drider, etc. I think it’s just a way to make them appear more “decent” for not always having their dicks out if it’s just normal scenarios. I do know that the monster from the movie The Shape of Water also has it.

However, the cocks do come out when he gets randomly aroused (either though his mate, a female in heat, a successful and exciting hunt,...) but the merfolk aren’t like... prudish. For them it can also make for a good sight, inviting them to lay with a male if he’s packing well. And if they are not interested, they’ll let him know and once the excitement disappears, so do the dicks. But he wouldn’t cover them up no, he’s not ashamed of his benefits lol.

[frenziedslashers]

On a spree on asking this- what do you think some of the characters you write for smell like?

What I think Slashers and Borderlands Characters smell like:

Thomas Hewitt: Sweat, Dirt, Blood.

I love Tommy, but this man looks stinky </3 he looks like what I smell like after a long day of hunting, tracking, and killing a deer which is no Bueno. Honestly, he looks like he smells worse. So I rate him 1/10. I do believe he would shower for you though.

Tiffany Valentine: Honey and Sweet Perfume.

Mommy 👁👁- I truly believe that she smells SO GOOD. Like bury my face in her skin good. She just looks like she takes good care of herself when it comes to appearance and she just smells yummy. She does smoke so there may be a faint cigarette smell to her, but I feel like her perfume over powers it, but in the best way. Not in a "I can't be around her because of how stronger her perfume is" way. I give her infinity/10. I want to smell her so bad.

Otis Driftwood: Blood, beer, and weed.

I truly think this man is as smelly as Thomas. He doesn't look like he takes care of himself too well when he is working on his projects. Though his hair did look fairly soft? Not too greasy? So he might shower and clean up fairly well when not working on his art. Homie reeks of weed and beer 24/7 though. I rate him 4/10. He's higher than Tommy because weed is a comfort smell of mine due to family smoking it a lot since I was small 💀👍

Baby Firefly: perfume, liquor, and weed

She takes more showers and uses more deodorant and perfume than Otis, though she still has a faint blood smell to her. She makes sure to clean herself up real well after her projects. Especially since she seems to lure a lot of people in. Can't be smelling like death if you wanna have more friends to torture. She also likes smelling good in general, but does smell like liquor and weed. I rate her 8/10.

Stu Macher: Cheap Cologne and Old Spice

I love Stu, but he buys the cheapest Cologne and Old Spice. I know he has money or whatever, but that doesn't stop this dingbat from acting like a highschool boy. I would eat up that smell though. All the hot guys in my area smell like this. 9/10

Billy Loomis: Leather, Cigarettes, and again... Cheap Cologne.

Homie smells like the bad boy type. Got the leather and cheap Cologne type smell going on. I feel like he steals Stu's Cologne because he likes the smell but is too lazy to go and buy his own lmao. 7/10 because I hate the smell of cigarettes.

Michael Myers: stanky. Death.

I feel like they didn't let him bathe in the institution so he just kind of lives his life smelling like death himself. Please, Mikey, take a shower. I will wash your hair for you. -2/10

RZ Myers: even worse than OG Mikey...

I love you RZ Myers, but Holy Jebus... have you ever seen a bar of soap? No? Fuck. Idk guys, he looks like a mess. Probably why I like him tbh. I would MAKE him shower. Idc if he tries to stab me. The STENCH of this man. How does he sneak up on people? -4/10

Bo Sinclair: Cologne, beer, and oil

Ugh he is such a comfort smell LMAO I associate him with the mechanic smell and my dad's and ex mechanic so Bo would be straight up nostalgic if I smelt him. I feel like he does take good care of himself. He seems like a tidy guy. Gotta smell good if you wanna keep tourists in town. 9/10 only because of the beer smell. I hate beer.

Vincent Sinclair: Cologne, burnt wax, maybe slight death lmao

He smells okay. It truly depends how his week is going. If he's lost in his art or not feeling the best mentally he may not shower as much as he should be. He does like keeping clean and smelling good, but damn. That's hard sometimes, y'know? He tried his best, but he doesn't smell horrible. 8/10, but he's a king so that's fine.

Lester Sinclair: Old Spice, but also B/O and Death.

I love Lester SO MUCH but FUCK he smells bad on his work days. I hc that he showers every night, but during the day that he's working he reeks. Not only is it hot as balls so he's sweating buckets, but he's also picking up dead roadkill so the stench just attaches to him. As a farm kid, if you're wet. From sweat, the hose, or even just from freshly taking a shower. That's when smells seem to leech onto you the most. I HATED taking care of hogs for that reason. 5/10 on his stinky days and 9/10 on his good days.

Brahms Heelshire: mold

I literally cannot explain it. He looked musty in the movie. I mean he lives in the wall... IN THE WALL. He has to have this musty old man smell that would have me scrubbing the house ceiling to floor and then dunking him in the tub. -10/10 because I am deathly allergic to mold.

Borderlands-

Mordecai: Rakk Ale, bird, and gun powder.

I love him, but he doesn't take care of himself well. (I could help him though...) he drinks all the time and his only friend is his bird so he's gotta be stinky. Like a bar and a zoo in one. Plus as a sniper he smells like metal and gun powder. 2/10 for Mordie Mom.

Scooter: Oil, Gasoline, anything related to Mechanics.

He is a Mechanic, in every game he is in he has a streak of oil on his face or SOMEHWERE on his person. He just looks like he'd smell like the mechanic shop. I love the little guy but he needs a bath. I would happily help him with one, too. 4/10.

Krieg: Death.

Literally nothing else. He is stinky and that's that. He knows it too. Part of him hates it, and the other half doesn't care because he's a psycho and all. I would help him with a shower if he asked. Or with just personal care, I feel so bad for the guy. 2/10

Rhys: Expensive Cologne and metal.

Idk, he just looks like these two things. I wanna stick my face in his neck and smell him though LMAO I love him so much(only without his weird mustache thing) but ugh I would again, just feed off of the Cologne smell this guy let off. 10/10

Brick: Sweat, Dirt, and guns

He is a stinky big man, but that's what makes him him. He is a bounty hunter and then pretty much a psycho leader thing after all. How is he supposed to regularly shower? He would if he was asked to by Tina or say you, but he doesn't do it a lot. Only because he's always on the move and it's so hard to. 4/10.

Moxxi: Alcohol, but also the sweetest Perfume

MOMMY- I mean... She smells very good. She has the bar stench that kind of lingers on her, but in the best way, y'know? It mixes with her perfume and she smells like Pandoras most intoxicating cocktail. Like you.could get drunk off of just her smells. I can see why Mordie and Jack aren't entirely over her tbh.

Zer0: leather and outdoors

This guy is so mysterious and I love them for it. I think they smell like leather due to their suit and also outdoorsy. Not in a stinky way, but like. He just smells like outside. Like he blends in with his surroundings, because he does.

[cl0wn-republic]

You're the fnaf mutual so I'm going to overthink in your inbox for two seconds. The company in game and books is aware of the terrible past, and is using old code to speed up programming things (the mimic joke here) but what if they are using more of the old technology from the old fnaf pizza places? Wouldn't giving their main attractions actual souls make them more life like and relatable to the public? You can literally talk with Freddy Fazbear, he has a personality and everything, isn't that amazing kids give us your parents money. They certainly used certain parts of the funtime designs for the glamrocks, that ice-cream cake and pinata chest cavity wasn't originally designed for that purpose. The scooper apparently still exists, if it's the original one how much soul juice does it still have/had in it?

I like the idea of greedy corrupt company going into an area and not realizing the consequences because they are too busy looking at the money. Not knowing all of the fine details about everything, not realizing how dire the consequences could get, with money-making in the way to blind them further. I don't know if they're getting this detailed with the story though, I'm just throwing stuff at a wall

I'm very tired so if possible I'll try to add on in the morning but this is pretty tricky to answer bc we got a lot from HW2 but not the main answers we were looking for.

I'm pretty confident rn that none of the animatronics are haunted, just super advanced AI (as was suppose to be the case in Sl before Pizzeria Sim happened(?)) otherwise the mimic virus wouldn't have corrupted them, Freddy not being affected may just have been bad writing or safe mode just wiped it out of him somehow idk. Also they make it quite clear almost all the souls have moved on besides a few.

The only thing we don't know about is all the Nightmarionne imagery, possibly/most likely a ghost that just refused to move on bc they knew what the company was doing and wants them to suffer. Dying on your birthday at Freddy's is one thing, but fianlly killing your murderer only for the company to profit off your death is another. And than to top it off a random endoskeleton LEARNS about William and decided to become him? What a fucking nightma(ionne)!

"Listen guys you all rest I'll go take care of the shit fest that's happening over there, alright? I'll call you if we need to trap someone in the nightmare dimension again"

From how I look at it SL was the branching off point for the advanced AI. Baby was a very advanced AI and the literal ringleader of the operation, she would use Ballora and FT Foxy as lures/distractions while she killed the kids and got FT Freddy to help hide the mess. She was also keen on manipulation "faking" being Elizabeth to earn the nightguard's trust and sympathy so she can scoop out his insides and live inside of him till the body rotten so much they had to stop their collaborative roleplay server for being outdated and jump ship. With this ultimately leading to Baby being kicked out for abusing admin.

Also about the Glamrocks using the Funtime's design, I think this was done so the company could cover the fact their animatroncis were literally designed to kill kids. Like oh no no the Freddy hatch was just for cake! See??? Just a simple reuse of the design to deflect instead of actually being the same design itself. Baby's was easier to defend bc she also literally did use it to produce ice cream, I'm guessing the claw was turned into a hand in HW2 because Scott looked at that and went "okay thats a bit too obvious lemme tweak it a bit" or someone at SW suggested the changed and Scott said yes bc it makes more sense. Chica's voicebox may have also been a reuse of FT Foxy's and Ballora's lures but thats more of a stretch.

Pizzeria Sim is,,,something. Baby's characterization basically goes out the window and she fully claims to be Elizabeth. Now a lot of people just accepted Baby really is Elizbaeth (which is the canon answer but idc). While in SL that was ambiguous (bc she was a manipulative genius!) All that gets pushed aside in Pizzeria Sim. What I like to think is that after being kicked out of Ennard and being apart of it for so long she just kinda lost herself, who was she? She wasn't Baby anymore she lost herself, her look, the hold she had on those around, she was like a lost child in that moment...maybe she was a lost child? Maybe she really was Elizabeth this whole time? And in that moment of weakness she fully convinced herself that she WAS Elizabeth, she was William's daughter, his creation.

An AI that convinces itself they are someone they aren't (sound familiar?)

In HW2 I just want to note, as other have, how Baby feels different. Shes her old self back from good old SL. Now you might say well yes of course she is, she doesnt get like that till Pizzeria Sim. But it should also be noted on how emphasize was placed on her and her alone, not the other Funtimes, and not certainly not Scrapbaby. They wanted to emphasize SL's Baby, the "advanced AI". What I'm hoping this is that its a roll back on the character, not necessarily a retcon but trying to fix her character a bit with how it was fucked in Pizzeria Sim.

Now a lot of people just accepted Baby really is Elizbaeth. While in SL that was ambiguous (bc she was a manipulative genius!) All that gets pushed aside in Pizzeria Sim. What I like to think is that after being kicked out of Ennard and being apart of it for so long she just kinda lost herself, who was she? She wans't Baby anymore she lost herself, her look, the hold she had on those around, she was like a lost child in that moment...maybe she was a lost child? Maybe she really was Elizabeth this whole time? And in that moment of weakness she fully convinced herself that she WAS Elizabeth, she was William's daughter, his creation.

An AI that convinces itself they are someone they aren't (sound familiar?)

So basically SL was the introduction of the advanced AI era, Pizzeria Sim got rid of most of the spirits (and helped trapped William in hell in UCN) and made the companies ads literally help fuck you over on nights which is pretty on the nose looking back, and SB was our formal introduction to the new era of Fazbear Ent and its consequences with HW2 tying them all into one game/one era (HW going up to SL and HW2 having SL and after in it)

Or maybe I just pulled most of that out of my ass bc when it boils down Baby ACTUALLY being Elizabeth and being such a "daddy's girl" instead of the manipulative genius she was in SL literally ruined her character in general idk (like yeah shes a traumatized child but the way it just happens still kinda sucks) . And also again I'm tired as hell!

I need to stop going on tangents lol

Edit: I was thinking of mentioning the fact that the megaplex is built over the pizzeria sim than I remembered Gregory just made that shit up lol (In RUIN I honestly can't tell what that area is under the megaplex, I think it's mentioned in the books?) Also sorry if this is kinda jumbled I just wanted to quickly fix a few things before posting bc I keep forgetting about this post and making it sit in my drafts sorrryyyy

[asktheheirofslytherin]

That blazed post is giving me serious anxiety and I even cried. Am I really so horrible for liking HP? It helped me in the worst of times and I can't let it go. It'd be like letting go of my childhood friend. Idk why she who must not be named had to ruin it for us. Why couldn't she just stay quiet? I hope this shit is just on Tumblr and not irl .

OOC:

Short answer - You're not horrible. At all.

Long answer - It's nuanced. I know plenty of queer/marginalized/ liberal minded people who are still engaged in the fandom on their own terms. We are out there. We are inclusive and supportive.

Keep in mind a lot of these antis are extremely hurt. Many used to be hp fans and feel betrayed by the creator. They deal with that in different ways. I stopped buying anything that would support her financially, for example. Other people actively try to discourage anyone from engaging. And while I cannot dismiss anyone's individual choices or pain, I can be critical of people who try to control what other people like and how they process things.

Sometimes people compare the creator to Lovecraft, and while there are similarities, this isn't entirely the same issue. Lovecraft has been dead for a long time and you can become aquainted with Lovecraftian horror with the disclaimer at the beginning of the journey. There have been decades of processing and evolution. Many (most) hp fans were lured in and then a bomb was dropped. The creator is still on Twitter. It's harder to ignore. Former fans lash out.

I like Lord Voldemort. The character and fic were a key part of getting through some serious mental health shit in my teens. Also hp was my first real exposure to large scale world building, which impacted me greatly as a writer. So while I've lost connection with much of hp, I'm not letting go of this Volde-centric corner of fandom. And I don't feel bad about it in the slightest.

I think many (mostly younger) people today are (rightfully) horrified by the world and some of the people in it, and are therefore holding each other up to higher (and in many times impossible) standards. Some of these revelations are good. Others - such as fandom purity culture and "your fav is problematic" - is excessive. It's a trauma response, yes, but truly - I am much more worried about people's stances on say - the state of bodily autonomy in the US or the human rights violations in Iran than I am what their favorite fictional character is.

No one should be put on a pedestal. No one. Not your favorite author or celebrity, not your parents or other irl role models, not your partner, not even Mr Rogers. They will let you down. I've let people down in the past. I'll do it again - not intentionally, but that's not the point.

You can't live your life trying to justify your choices to as many people as possible. You can just live your life being the best person you can be according to your ideals. Be kind, open minded and accepting. Set boundaries with people you can't agree with and whose behavior is truly unacceptable. Allow yourself to change over time. Allow others to do the same. And for farts sakes, like whatever piece of fandom you want. Liking a book is not a moral judgement. Being a dick to others about what they like is.

[tempperi]

the people come begging for crumbs of ichabod content give us an introduction criminal perpetrator you are

chat idk how to talk about my characters coherently so i'm giving you a ramble i gave parsley when i was asked to infodump about ichabod

ichabod is inherently supposed to be a very contradicting character . if not the most contradicting character on the server . her motives and goals are questionable and how he obtains them even more so . he yearns for the past and longs for the future . they are chaos in its purest form . they are war of the body and mind . they are a flowering vine that wraps around your ankles like a snake curls around its victim and lures you in . they protect and they hurt . she is loss and she is gain . she is kissed by the fears and she uses them .

see, ichabod's whole bit is contradiction . she fears change but she fears things never changing . it's a bit of projection from me, actually . i'm autistic and adhd so i strongly dislike changes in my routine but i also need those changes to fulfil myself, y'know ? i won't say it was programmed into her, that fear of change, that came from the extinction . it's been feeding on her for a long time now and has made a certain someone pretty pissed .

boris and him are shaky siblings at most, with ichabod and her sister having been raised partially by boris' parents until tepora and victor baudelaire passed away and they went to live with their aunt and uncle . his childhood is told only from instrumentals because words aren't enough . he smiles and snarls, hates and loves . there is one person who will always come first in his mind and that is riker . no contradictions . no outliers . no stories . no lies or masks . riker will always come first . despite growing up with boris, riker is who ichabod will live for and die for .

ichabod would kill boris in a heartbeat if she could .

Another thing is that Ichabod is constantly surrounded by loss . their mom, their dad, thalia,💥💥💥💥 (you don't get this yet), charles, hell, even themself . they never meant to replace lyssa . but they pulled that trigger in front of her unmarked grave .

ichabod be upon ye

[shywhumpauthor]

ok, demon stuff.

first, for your story, i think it would def be easy not to tie religion into it. just have demons hanging out in the underworld that can be summoned to earth and you dont really have to mention any religious stuff if you dont want (though, usually demons can be burned by holy water and crosses and stuff like that, just fyi)

im just gonna spill a whole bunch of stuff i know about demons (sorry if this is a mess):

so something demons do is make deals/contracts with humans that they can’t get out of. they’ll use deception and trick humans into agreeing with something that they definitely should NOT have agreed to. usually that leads to the demon having control over the human or something

relating to above, they’re tricksters and literally just cant be trusted i think. like if a demon seems trustworthy or something, they’re most likely using you for their own selfish gain

i think demons can be shapeshifters and shape shift into people or animals to lure people into traps or something like that, give them a false sense of security

fire powers, idk, they can summon fire and stuff (fun to burn whumpees with)

demons can possess people and are known as evil spirits, they can haunt and torment people like that. if they gain full over someone by tricking them, they can basically control their mind/body and read their thoughts probably

demons can look human definetly, or they can have horns, (batlike?) wings, tails, claws, weird eyes, unnatural skin tones (ex. red) stuff like that. or they can be completely nonhuman monster things, theres really no limit or specific way they can look

thats the basic idea of it, all demon lore in all types of media is different, and can literally be changed however you want. im gonna be honest, i dont know that much about this stuff, just the basic, general info about demons that are shared throughout a lot of interpretations of them.

as far as where they live and stuff, it can really be anywhere. they can have normal houses in the underworld if you want, it really can be anything and it would make sense. the underworld is probably gonna be fiery and hot, dangerous for humans to explore on their own (so whumper has a “good” reason to keep whumpee locked in their house, to keep them “safe”)

@/whumpsday and @/whumpwillow have a few demon whump series that can give you the basic idea of what demons are like i think

and you can just search for demon whump stuff too for more ideas and info about demons.

i hope this helps a little, sorry its such a mess

Don’t apologize! Thank you very much this is very helpful!

(Sorry I can’t come up with a better or more detailed response, I’m tired and I just don’t want to think too much rn)

[earlgreytea68]

Hello! I hope you mind me jumping off of your previous ask, but I really like the idea of nostalgia as a theme for the new FOB album. With the whole Pink Seashell Beach site, and the baseball motif, it majorly gives off the vibes of reminiscing on summer vacations when you were a kid, and you didn't have a care in the world. But then again, none of it was ever real, was it? Nostalgia makes everything seem brighter and more perfect than it really is, just like some people keep wanting FOB to go back to the sound they had in the early days, when they heard their songs for the first time. Nostalgia is wonderful, but it can also keep you from moving forward, if you don't look ahead sometimes, too...

This is such an excellent point. Not only is nostalgia dangerous in terms of moving forward, but it really is lie, not just because it can make everything seem bright than it was, but because you can never go back because you will never again be the person you were then. So even if you could go back exactly in time and experience it exactly the same way, it will hit you differently because now you're bringing so much more baggage to that experience. In a way, nostalgia is your own baggage making an ordinary experience from your past into something impossible. But because we bring that baggage, we assume it could never possibly have been real, because we want it to be exactly as it was and when it's not, we blame the experience for being a lie, not us for changing around the experience.

I think the persistence of the Field of Dreams thing is an interesting lens through which to view nostalgia, though, because that movie kind of takes that feeling of nostalgia ("I wish I could do that again") and...lets people do it again, older and wiser and with all of their baggage and with all of the awareness that they don't actually want to go back in time and live it all again, they just want to live it *now,* knowing what they know. Like, Ray wants to play catch with his dad knowing how precious that is, introducing his dad to his own kid. He doesn't want to go back in time to play catch with his dad.

Idk, I think nostalgia in Field of Dreams is such an interesting and complex theme for Fall Out Boy to be playing with. If you build it, they will come, drawn by the lure of their younger and more innocent selves. But when you get there, it's not really about reliving your past; it's about the past you didn't get to live because you know how you did it wrong, and the fantasy of getting to fix it. The baseball in Field of Dreams isn't actually the baseball that happened, it's the baseball *made better.* And that fits the idea of guitar-sound album like Joe keeps talking about with Pete and Patrick's relentless forward movement dedication, like, you might think you're coming for the nostalgia but you're not going to get things how they were, you're going to get them better than they were. Because if it was just straight-up nostalgia, if it was just the album they wrote twenty years ago handed over again, you'd bring all of your own baggage to it and it wouldn't be the way you remembered and you'd come to the conclusion that you must have been wrong about the whole thing and none of it was ever really real.

[honourablejester]

Spelljammer 5e Reaction

Not going to lie, having gotten the Spelljammer set, I was expecting a little bit … more? Particularly on the Astral Sea and Wildspace as a setting. I mean more of … who all is out here, where do they live, what kind of things do you find floating out here. Maybe a glimpse of Tu’narath? IDK, it just felt a little bit basic and lacking? Some basic rules for air and speed and gravity, and then a lot of ships. And they’re cool ships! I just … would have liked more setting first?

And I know there’s a design philosophy of less-is-more here, so that people can put whatever they want out there without the game contradicting them, but … some starting seeds would be good?

The adventure gives a bit more in that regard, giving you sample wildspace systems and some things en route (the shipwrecks are cool). But that’s a thing in itself, that the adventure is worth more for the setting than the actual setting guide? The Astral Adventurer’s Guide gives you 6 pages, out of 64, actually describing the setting of Wildspace and the Astral Sea (really 2 pages, the other 4 are air and gravity rules), and the rest of the book is ships and player races, and a bit about the Rock of Bral (which is cool, not gonna lie, but it’s also only another 6 pages).

Like. I have my character! I have my ship! Now where am I going in it? What is out here???

There’s one map-slash-diagram, showing the Astral Sea with wildspace systems, astral dominions and dead gods floating in it, and that’s pretty much it?

I mean, give me a sample dominion! Give me a legend of a god corpse and what it contains! Show me Tu’narath, the githyanki city built onto the corpse of a dead six-armed deity. Show me a salvager’s moon or a vampirate trade city! Put some legends of famous spelljammer wrecks with unimaginable treasures floating lost out there, and the obsessed captains seeking them like Ahab tracking the whale. Flavour. Put some damned flavour in!

Honestly, this is one of the most anemic setting guides I’ve ever read. Put some meat on it, for crying out loud! There’s hints, the bestiary and the adventure give a little bit, but …

6 pages of setting in 64. 12, if you’re in the Forgotten Realms and you’re gonna be able use the Rock of Bral. That’s it. That’s all you get. In a setting guide.

The art is gorgeous, but please. Put some actual setting in your goddamned setting guide?

I still love the idea of Spelljammer, don’t worry, space fantasy will always be my jam, but wow, there was an awful lot of not a lot in these books? Like, Ravenloft had so much, all those domains, and some meat on all of them. Spelljammer got absolutely nothing by comparison. I’m disappointed? You’re in magic outer space, where the corpses of dead gods and the palaces of living ones drift serenely, where galleons full of a vampiric pirates sail between worlds, and creatures from alien realms of existence extrude and meet in a silver melting pot of realities. Give me a hollow moon full of ithilids! Give me a trail of astral breadcrumbs left by a trickster deity to lure adventurous spelljammers to their dominion to regale them with stories! Give me a thriving trade in alien artefacts excavated from the bodies of dead deities! I mean, give me something? Anything.

I’m half tempted to just transpose half of Sunless Skies onto Spelljammer and call it a day.

Sorry. It’s just … a bit of a disappointing set? There’s not a lot there.