#i was gonna draw a bunch of other skeletons from other medias but I didn’t want to have to find them all- and tag all their related fandoms

[aestheticallynotdeerlightful]

Skeleton monsters

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(Please do not repost or use my works anywhere without explicit permission from me thank you <3)

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Now that my arm is mostly better and I can draw again, I decided to draw a bunch of skeletons to get back in the groove!

Our three resident skeletons (if you could even call gaster one) and then a bunch of other skeletons to just play around with features, to explore what it might look like if there were more skeletons in the underground. Bilbo was a bonus face for reference

[keelywolfe]

FIC: A Haunting Prospect (baon)

Summary: It's almost Halloween! Getting scared is tradition, right? Right??

Tags: Spicyhoney, Established Relationship, Humor, Mild Gore, Haunted House

Notes: I tagged this for mild gore, but remember, it's all fake blood in haunted houses. ^_^

Part of the ‘by any other name’ series.

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“we’re gonna be late," Stretch moaned. He was pushing on the dashboard as though he thought he could somehow speed the car up by will alone.

“We will not be late,” Edge said calmly. The speedometer didn’t waver one digit above the posted speed limit. “We said we would meet at eight and it will be eight when we get there.”

Stretch didn’t seem to have a reasonable argument for that and settled for flopping back in his seat, pouting silently. It didn’t keep him from taking Edge’s hand when he settled it on his knee, twining their fingers together.

The stream of cars ahead of them suddenly slowed their progress, all turning into the same lot, and the triumphant ‘I told you so’ look on Stretch’s face only faltered as they turned into the parking lot at 7:59.

“On time,” Edge announced, without a hint of smugness. Not that Stretch was fooled by that and his glare said as much.

“barely,” Stretch mumbled. His sulk evaporated as soon as he got out of the car, bouncing on his toes impatiently as Edge took care to lock it before rounding the trunk to join him. His husband’s excitement was hard to resist, even with his own reluctance making his steps drag. He let Stretch grab his hand, pulling him along,

The building loomed before them, the mock broken windows flashing with fake lightning and screams echoing both inside and out. The entrance was surrounded with a Gothic metal gate and spindly dead tree limbs dangled to catch at the clothes of any passersby. A sign hung on the side of the building, the letters dripping down in a false bloody smear, welcoming them to ‘Lucifer’s Asylum’.

Edge took in the entire atmosphere with distaste. “Tell me again why we’re here?”

“‘cause andy wanted to go!” Stretch said cheerfully. He took in the atmosphere with delight and it was probably too much to hope that he wasn’t taking mental notes for his own Halloween display. “plus, this haunted house won all kinds of awards, it’s supposed to be one of the scariest in the state.”

“I fail to see how that explains you two wanting to come.”

“it’s halloween!” Stretch said stubbornly. “getting scared is tradition.”

Edge hummed thoughtfully. “Be that as it may, I’d like to state for the record that no matter how scared you are, I’m not sleeping with the lights on tonight.”

“you won’t need to,” Stretch sniffed, even as he startled when one of the bowing tree branches caught at his shoulder. He stepped away from it, ignoring Edge’s pointed look. “it’s all for fun and what, is a bunch of skeletons supposed to scare me? i don’t think so, might even be distant relations.”

No, of course he wouldn’t be frightened at all. Not in the slightest. Edge mentally prepared himself for whatever was to come, saying lightly, “So long as none of them steal your heart away, I’m sure it will be fine.”

The line at the entrance went down the side of the building and into the parking lot, shuffling slowly along. The bulk of them were teenagers and young adults, playing on their phones as they stood around shivering in the cold in costumes that didn’t cover nearly as much as they should. They took their place at the end of the line, Stretch immediately imitating the others by pulling out his phone. He took pictures of the buildings, his thumbs moving rapidly over the screen as he posted them to one social media site or another.

“Hey, awesome costume!” One of the other patrons said as he walked past, pausing to giving them a thumbs up. He was with a young woman and the pair of them were wearing a great deal of black clothing and white makeup, interspersed with dripping trails of red.

“thanks,” Stretch grinned. He waggled his fingers, letting the bones click together, then let his eye lights snuff, only to relight them with a flare. Show off. “been working on it all my life.”

“Wow!” His companion leaned into Edge, who stiffened, forcibly keeping still as her eyes roved over him curiously. “That’s so realistic, how did you animate it?”

“Magic,” Edge said shortly.

They both laughed amicably, drawing away enough for Edge to relax. “Trade secret, got it.”

They moved on, headed to the back of the line, chatting excitedly. Edge slipped an arm around Stretch, pulling him in a touch closer, away from the Humans on either side of them who were disinterestedly continuing with their shuffle to the entrance. Stretch leaned against him, letting Edge keep him close.

“you okay?” Stretch murmured, too low for anyone else to hear. “i mean, we don’t have to go in—"

He squeezed Stretch gently, sliding a hand into the back pocket of his jeans. They might not have an ass to grab, but it made for a convenient temporary leash of sorts. “I’m fine, love, they didn’t mean any harm. Considering where we are, I’d think we’re honestly safer than normal.”

“probably,” Stretch agreed. “for once, we’re the norm.”

They watched as a group of ‘skeletons’ headed towards the back of the line. Stretch waved energetically and they waved back, one of the shorter ones yelling, “Skeleton power!”

“solidarity!” Stretch called back, grinning as they hooted and laughed.

The line was long, but it went quickly enough. Stretch texted Jeff as they got closer to the front. “they already got their tickets, they’re only waiting for us. if we’d gotten here earlier…”

“They wouldn’t be waiting for us if they’d come on time,” Edge said calmly. He stepped up the kiosk but before Edge could purchase their tickets from the masked person at the counter, he heard a shout from behind. He turned, automatically keeping Stretch behind him.

“Hey, you two,” a human Male called to them. He ran up, almost panting, and grabbed Edge by the arm, attempting to pull him along. Edge didn’t move, hardly rocking on his feet as the human gave another impatient tug. “Come on, man, you’re already late!”

“I beg your pardon,” Edge said coolly.

“we are?” Stretch leaned against Edge’s back, peering over his shoulder. “late for what?”

“You were in at seven today,” the Human said, heavy with exasperation, “Come on, Lisa is waiting for her break.”

Behind Edge, Stretch started giggling madly. “well, i mean, if lisa is waiting, we better hurry.”

“No,” Edge told him sternly before turning back to the Human, “I assure you, we don’t work here.”

The Human only sighed tiredly, “Look, we talked about this before. Everyone gets paid at the end of the night, if I pay early people duck out on me.”

Stretch slipped under Edge’s restraining arm, dodging his attempted grab easily, “and that’s a sound business practice, but, look, this isn’t a costume so much as an ongoing life choice.” With one hand he raked up his sweatshirt to show his midsection, or lack thereof, exposing his spine and ribs. When the Human only stared, dumbfounded, Stretch pushed a hand into his ribcage and waggled his fingers, singing out, “tada! no bones about it, pal. or well, actually nothing but bones.”

There was a muffled shriek behind them. All the Humans close by were staring and many others leaning out from their place in line to goggle at the suddenly very real skeleton before them. Edge sighed inwardly. Perhaps it was a good thing Jeff worked in public relations.

The Man who’d been trying to employ them stared, a bright, ruddy flush crawling up his neck to his face as he sputtered, “Oh. Oh!! Oh, god, you’re Monsters! I am so sorry, I didn’t mean, I thought—well, you know what I thought. Look you can go through free, I didn’t mean to insult you.”

“You didn’t,” Edge assured him. “We know we’re skeletons.”

He laughed, uncertainly, but it gained in volume as Stretch laughed along with him. He let his sweatshirt drop back down, shivering a little as it fell back into place. “hey, it’s cool. it’s no skin off my back, yeah?” They walked through the turnstile as the Man laughed again, a little harder this time, and Edge firmly pushed Stretch forward even as he called, “glad i could tickle your funny bone!”

They turned a corner and close to the entrance, Jeff and Antwan were standing together, tickets in their gloved hands.

“Hey! What took you guys so long?” Antwan groused. His coat was buttoned up to the top, a scarf wound around his neck. Jeff was bundled into his own jacket, but he was wearing a headband with a jaunty pair of devil’s horns on them.

Stretch let out a long-suffering sigh. “we woulda been here sooner, but someone had to take a shower so he’d be sure to be the prettiest.”

“I’m always the prettiest,” Edge said blandly, even as Jeff snickered. Hm, he also had a tail pinned to the back of his coat, velvety and red, and the spaded end was making a fair attempt at tangling with his feet.

“won’t get an argument from me,” Stretch said cheerily, “plus, i almost got a new job, but edge wasn’t going for it.”

“I already have enough work to do and I’m sure he rethought it after he heard your stand-up routine,” Edge told him dryly, “Jeff, you might want to let your team know there may be some pictures and video on the internet of a skeleton pulling his shirt off.”

“it wasn’t off!”

Jeff blinked, glancing between them and seeming to decide if there was any stripping being done then Stretch was the culprit; a wise conclusion. “Yeah, okay. Um. Why were you stripping? If you want to hit that venue, we’re on the wrong side of town.”

“it was totally a misunderstanding!” Stretch sulked, but it turned quickly into a leer. “besides, whose gonna complain about seeing these sexy bones?”

“Certainly not me,” Edge said, “but it’s a view I prefer to keep to myself.”

Stretch ran his tongue lightly over his teeth and Edge had to resist the urge to try to catch it with his own. “awww. jealous, babe?”

“Intensely,” Edge said, deadpan.

“don’t you worry, you’re the only one for me,” Stretch cooed. “my skele-one.”

Edge caught hold of him again, reeling him in close as they handed their tickets to a bored-looking Human at the door. Or perhaps it was the zombie costume, zombies did have a kind of an aura eternal boredom surrounding them. “The Humans don’t know to appreciate the view anyway. Try to keep your shirt on inside, I’d hate for you to catch the socket of any of the skeletons here.”

Stretch laughed, snuggling in close. “yeah, yeah. okay, now! let’s do this thing.”

The very first room was made up to look like a kitchen, the so-called blood-splattered chef booming laughter as he stirred a huge pot that seemed to be boiling with the heads of his victims. Sickening, perhaps, but not frightening. Edge could easily see the seams in the plastic skulls, smell the chemical odor of the fake blood.

Next to him, Stretch made a small noise, squirming loose to loop his arms around Edge’s shoulders from behind, clutching almost hard enough to choke him.

“Are you all right?” Edge murmured.

“yeah,” he breathed. “yeah, that’s just…i’m fine.” But he didn’t loosen his grip, crammed up tight against Edge’s back, forcing them to shuffle along together.

The next room was of a child’s birthday party, bloody streamers hanging and balloons that flickered to show skulls within them. A sinister clown stood holding a knife over a cake that resembled a severed Human head. Edge ground his teeth; again, he didn’t find it frightening, but instead even more distasteful. The clown cackled, waving the knife at them in offering as they moved past.

In front of Edge, Jeff was cringing against Antwan as well, his face mostly buried into his side, only peeking out occasionally to take in their gory surroundings. Antwan glanced back to meet Edge’s gaze through the darkness, exaggeratedly rolling his eyes. Edge more than agreed with the sentiment; neither Jeff nor Stretch enjoyed being scared, why in the name of all the stars had they want to come here? It hardly mattered now because here they were and all they could do was get through it.

The next room was made up to look like a butcher shop, with various limbs hanging from hooks and the walls grimy with fake blood. The meat cooler displayed its grim wares, feet and hands, coils of rubbery intestines and with every step further into the room, Stretch clung to him tighter, practically crawling up his back.

“Love, I do need to breathe,” Edge coughed out. The arm around his cervical vertebrae loosened fractionally, but Stretch was shaking so hard his bones were clacking like castanets. Perhaps they should see that Human again about getting paid, Edge thought wryly, surely they were adding to the local ambiance.

The sudden roar of a motor came from behind them, a figure lurching out from the shadows with a squealing chainsaw. Obviously a costume, the chainsaw didn’t even have a chain, but in the split second it took Edge to see that, Stretch was already screaming.

Edge abruptly found himself off his feet, lifted in Stretch’s arms as he whirled around and shoved Edge between him and the ‘maniac’. He was barely on his boots again, reorienting with the actor in front of him rather than behind, when the chainsaw was lifted threateningly and suddenly the world was blurring, the heat of the room dissipating into the cold of the outside as they were pulled through the void into the parking lot.

He barely had a chance to jerk away from Stretch, hunching over and gagging. He managed to keep from vomiting through the sheer determination not to humiliate himself in a place where curious Humans were walking past, some blatantly staring.

Swallowing back his nausea, he turned to see Stretch standing close by, his eye lights miserably downcast and his hands twisting together. Bright orange was burning high in his cheek bones and he was the very picture of embarrassed misery.

“babe, i am so sorry,” he started unhappily, “i just reacted, i didn’t mean to—” The sound that strangled out of Edge made him pause, blinking, “um. are you okay?”

The noise continued, despite Edge’s efforts to choke it back. It was either give in or break, and Edge finally burst out laughing. Harder than he ever had in his entire life, doubling over with it and finally Edge stumbled down to sit on the crumbling pavement, his head hanging down between his updrawn knees as he struggled to breathe between guffaws.

“You—" Edge rasped out, still laughing helplessly between gasps, “you just—“

“yeah, i just.” Stretch’s mouth twitched into a smile. “sorry about that.”

“You picked me up!” Edge choked out. Tears were stinging his sockets, verging on overflowing. “What was your plan, to throw me at him?”

“don’t think i had a plan,” Stretch admitted, shuffling his untied shoes. “hey, it’s a sign of my love!”

“that you’re willing to sacrifice me to chainsaw destruction is a sign of love?”

“okay, not that part. the whole letting you protect me thing!”

“Oh, really.” The laughter was finally easing, though Edge was still panting, trying to catch his breath. “And how does shortcutting us outside fit with that?”

“fuck if i know, i'm making up the bullshit as i go.” Stretch flopped down to sit down next to him in a scatter of gravel, gingerly leaning against him. It was as much an apology as his soft words, “i really am sorry.”

Edge slid an arm around him and pulled him closer, hugging him tightly as he pressed a kiss to the top of his skull. “No harm done, love.”

But the memory of Stretch screaming and shoving him towards the chainsaw maniac was going to linger fondly. If ever his brother chose to be running surveillance, Edge prayed to the Angel that tonight was that night.

“Hey!” They both looked up to see Jeff and Antwan heading towards them. Jeff broke into a run, skidding to a stop with a skitter of gravel. “You guys okay?”

“yeah,” Stretch sighed, shaking his head ruefully, “sorry about the quick exit. the chainsaw guy okay?”

“Um, well,” Jeff scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Yeah, he’s fine.”

“He was laughing so hard he had to sit down,” Antwan said bluntly. “He was rolling in the floor when we left.”

“oh,” Stretch mumbled, renewed orange rising in his cheekbones. “well. that’s good. i guess.”

“Less paperwork than if he was traumatized,” Jeff agreed. His grin was lopsided and warm. “Hey, so the orchard next door has cider and donuts, if you want to stop over.” Typical of him, an offering for a new venue that would help ease Stretch’s embarrassment.

“Of course,” Edge said firmly, before Stretch could say a word of protest. He was still faintly nauseous, but a walk in the cool air would help. By the time they had their donuts and cider, he was feeling better and they sat outside together in the chilly night, Stretch snuggled in close to Edge as he munched on his donut, freely laughing at Jeff’s description of how the actor reacted to his victims suddenly vanishing in front of him.

Edge wasn’t as fond as sweets as Stretch, but he ate the cinnamon spicy donut, drank his cup of steaming cider and listened to his love’s laughter, hardly tinged any longer with embarrassment. Even if the evening didn’t turn out like Stretch hoped, to see that he was still enjoying himself, laughing with his friends, brought joy to Edge’s soul, a deep, swelling love that warmed him from within.

He didn’t even protest that night at bedtime when Stretch left on the closet light.

-finis-

[venus-says]

Round of Randoms #1 - Shorties

The one with the skeleton, the cat boys, and the card game.

Look who's back!

After a much-needed break to cool off from the Aikatsu marathon, here I again to delight the world with my unnecessary opinions. XD

You may be asking yourself, what is this? Well, I was thinking of what to do to come back to the blog, but still on my break mindset and I didn't want to get back to my regular stuff. So I thought about it and decided to get back to my roots and one of the reasons why I created this blog in the first place and went down on my anime list and see what was there that I could watch and bring to here. I've made a huge list of things, divided them into categories, and I'm planning to watch them in between the regular shows I comment here. I was lazy and pretty much only picked stuff that came out this year, but is still a somewhat diverse range of the usual things I talk about here.

Since I wanted something quick and easy to do at first I went with my "shorties" category that is composed of shows with a run time of 15 minutes or less per episode, and "one-shot" OVAs, in other words, things that I could watch on a single day with not much trouble. These are "reviews" of the entire season so they won't be as detailed, but that was never the point of these to begin with, If there's a show on my list that I have a lot to talk about I'll probably do it on a separate post.

Anyway, let's begin.

MYSTERIA Friends

Starting off is MYSTERIA Friends (or Manaria Friends in the original). This wasn't a show that was on my list actually, but once I saw that it was only 10 episodes of 15 minutes each and that both Yoko and Nana were voicing characters on this show I was "okay, I need to watch this now". I had no previous knowledge of anything related to this show and I was kinda excited to see what it was about, I don't know what I was expecting from it, but in reality, I got really disappointed.

Like, the show technically is gorgeous, I think that because of the shorter airing time they could pay more attention to the drawing and animation and you get stunned by the visuals. The soundtrack is also pretty decent, there's nothing exceptional aside of maybe the insert song Nana's character sings in one the episodes, but the general background music is pretty effective on putting yourself on that world.

With that being said, this is probably where the positives end. The show has no plot, which in itself it's not a problem, most of this short shows are episodic anyway and that's one of the charms of this type of anime, but in this case it's a problem because it just seems empty, the show seems to be trying to talk about inter-species relationships, but it actually never touches on that what gives this "empty media" vibe. This ties in with another problem that is the fact that this fantastic, magical setting has no purpose of being there other than aesthetics, I feel that the excuse of going "magic medieval" was we gonna show how this human and this half-demon can get along and bring peace and harmony to this world, but they never touch on the topic and it becomes pretty obvious that they only went with that route because the author has a thing for girl dragons.

Which ties in with my biggest problem, the useless ecchi. Honestly, the amount of ecchi they got to put in such a short amount of time is unbelievable, like, right on the second episode Grea is pain because she's molting, but the scene is shot as like she's having sex and the moans are more like pleasure moans rather than moans of someone who's in pain, and is just so uncomfortable, and to add more into this weirdness Anne steals the shed skin of Grea's tail and in the final episode she's smelling that like those pervs smelling on panties and IT'S SO AWKWARD. This threw me off so much, I think I only got through because the show was very short and I know the suffering would be very low, otherwise I would definitely have dropped it right on episode 2.

Skull-face Bookseller Honda-san

Honda-san was that show that I had always seen people commenting on and was very interested in watching since the beginning, but I never did because I'm lazy, so when I decided to do this I knew I had to put the show on the list and finally watch it, and that's a decision I definitely don't regret making.

Honestly, this show is so good. It's not that comedy that will let you laughing your pants off, but it doesn't mean that it ain't funny. It's mentioned in the show that the manga that originated from this anime was written by Honda-san himself about his experiences working on a bookstore, I don't know how truthful the stories are, but is this sense of "damn this really happens irl" that makes everything way much funnier and it is a true joy to watch. The anime isn't ambitious, I don't think it's trying to convey a message or make a commentary or anything, but this doesn't come as a detriment for the show, this anime didn't need any of that and they don't try to make it be about something big. It's just a wholesome show about life that is really comforting, especially if you're an adult that already had some experience with retailing.

What else do I have to say? I love the style, I love the soundtrack, I love the weird situation that happens, and the characters are just amazing, aside of Honda-san I love manager Armor she's lots of fun, and Chief Pestmask (who's VA is, look at that, Hikasa Yoko once again) who doesn't appear a lot, but when she comes she sure leaves an impression on you. This show did crush my fantasies of working on a bookstore someday, but I loved every second of it anyway. XD

Hey, Your Cat Ears Are Showing! Season 2

So when I heard Hora Mimi was getting a second season, I was both excited and apprehensive. This one of the rare short shows that have an episodic narrative but that has an overall plot to the whole thing, and I was quite satisfied with the ending of season 1, it was sweet and heartwarming as the rest of the series was and I really didn't think a second season was needed, thus I really didn't watch it while it was airing. But this was the perfect opportunity for me to finally watch it.

And this season was a very good surprise, it expanded on what the first season had built and it became three times gayer by giving Dong Dong and Jin Zhu partners, Jin Zhu partner being an Ear People but from another species, which made this season even more fun and cute. The final arc of this season where they established that Da Shu and Miao had met each other before the events of season 1 is probably the only thing I don't like about this sequel because on my eyes it looks silly, but I wouldn't call it a negative that renders the show. Hora Mimi remains a very adorable, heartwarming show that everyone definitely should check it out.

The Girl From the Other Side

Totsukuni no Shoujo was never on my radar for mangas so I wasn't aware of its existence. A few months back I saw someone reblogging gifs from this OVA on my dash and I got really intrigued by it, the aesthetic was kinda similar to Ancient Magus Bridge but it was darker and it had this antique style to it that made me fall in love instantly.

Since I don't know the manga, I'm not familiar with the characters and their stories, but even though I was in the dark I could grasp the concept without major difficulties because the characters are very expressive, and the music is very well used on passing to was what is going on with those characters. I thought an anime with no dialogue would be boring, but this OVA was very captivating, not just by its visuals but also by the narrative and the music that got me hooked from beginning to end. I feel like this is a very shallow review of the thing, but I don't think I'm smart enough to elaborate more on what to say about this show.

I'm not familiar with the manga and I don't know how things work there, neither I know if such style could hold up for an entire season, but I definitely wanna see more, and I'll definitely look up the manga if I can make my tablet work again someday.

Zenonzard THE ANIMATION - Episode 0

And to wrap up we have Zenonzard, which was another show that I wasn't aware of until I decided to do this thing and it's only here because the poster looked cool, and it was officially available on youtube with subs and no region locks so I thought, "why not?"

This is probably the weirdest of the bunch since it's a show based on a card game, and I haven't watched one of these in ages, and it's weird, but I was kinda into it? Like, I don't like that most of the girls in this show have ginormous breasts and this thing of a female coming to an apparently normal boy saying "I choose you" seems that it's going to backfire and will create a huge mess in the future, but as the episode was progressing I was getting more and more into it?

The plot doesn't seem as good, if they even have a plot. It does a crap job at explaining what this game is and how it works, and also the CG used for the monsters is horrendous. But it got me interested, it had some great music playing and I think this is what caught me the most, even though there's one song, that I believe is sung by Nanase who did voices for Aikatsu, that I feel like it was very misplaced. I also like the futuristic aesthetic, I'm a sucker for these things and I was pleased for the most part of it.

I don't know if this will become a thing, but if they actually release an anime and if they publish it on youtube like what they've done with this ONA/Special/Prequel? I may keep watching it. Which comes to as a surprise to me.

And this was the first Round of Randoms (provisory name) of this blog. I quite enjoyed doing this thing, I think I'm gonna keep doing it to always have something different and new around here. What did you think of it? Have you watched any of these shows? What are your opinions about it? Is there any show you have to recommend? And what's a good name for this new thing I'm trying to do? Thank you so much for sticking with me until the end, and I'll see you guys at another time.

[maximvms-blog]

HEY HOW’S IT GOIN’ GUYS. it’s ya girl aura and i’m back for veritas: quarter quell edition ! i’m a 20 year old garbage can ( she / her or they / them pronouns plz ) from pst timezone. as you can clearly see, i am a mess, but i’m here to have fun and get to know all of you guys !! i can’t WAIT to unlock the mysteries of this rp, and i know for a fact its going to actually destroy me, so heads up: i’m diagnosed babey and cry over everything all the time. that being said, i also love pain so while i may be crying, i am also THRIVING !! i’m also an artist so i hope ya’ll are ready for me to occasionally draw the shenanigans that happen here. it’s gonna be a TIME !

anyway, enough about me ! click the neat little read more button to get to know my baby boy, maxi-pad. if you like what you see, also feel free to hit that ♥ and i’ll pop into your tumblr or discord ims to aggressively keysmash a plot out. sounds good ? GREAT !! can’t wait to talk to you all asfkalsdjfasfd i’m so excited !

skeleton: the ace faceclaim: froy gutierrez name: max thomas gender & pronouns: cis male ( he/him ) age: twenty-two major: zoology clubs: captain of the track & field and football team ; student government secretary living arrangement: auberlin apartments / apartment 01 employment: unemployed, but occasionally volunteers places & does odd jobs for those that need it

[ GENERAL ]

first off, some links. you can find his dossier HERE ( featuring a bio / some stats ) & his pinterest board HERE !!

his name is maximilian anthony thomas ( if he turns out to be the killer i’m gonna laugh because i really did give him 3 first names ) but honestly just max is fine ^^

he’s the child to two ABSOLUTE UNITS of women. both of them are olympic medalists in the athletics category. even his sperm donor dad ( who, yes, also helped raise him ) was a big time baseball player who now coaches one of the best international teams, so to say that he is SPORTS BOY would almost be an understatement.

his sport of choice is easily track, but he also really enjoys baseball, basketball, soccer, and, later on in life, football. if it’s got a ball or allows him to run, chances are he plays it.

he was winning medals as early as 7 years old and had enough for a full wall by the time he was 10. boy is a legacy and it SHOWS.

he doesn’t like it when people try to give him things just because of his name or who his parents are. he would much rather get things through his own hard work. at the same time, he hates losing and is willing to do not so great things in secret if it means he’ll win.

captain of the track & field team during the spring / summer and captain of the football team during fall / winter. he also might be in the student government too so rifp his schedule. boy is ALWAYS busy.

LOVES HIS TEAMMATES SO FUCKING MUCHHHHH !!!!!! they’re his family.

he also does a lot of charity events cuz his parents raised that shit in him ( they literally met at a charity triathalon ), so he goes to quite a view galas and whatnot. LITERALLY HE’S SO BUSY THIS BOY NEVER HAS FREE TIME.

is surprisingly really well versed in art & art history due to one of his moms being a HUGE art history buff. literally his family did an art tour vacation once where they just went across europe & went to a bunch of galleries. basically he may seem like a dumb jock, but if you mix up a renoir & a monet, he WILL call you out on it.

absolute sunshine boy !! loves to smile & laugh & love !! is so passionate about everything !

however, he has some really bad jealousy and pride issues, as hinted at earlier. they’re easily his greatest vices in equal measure.

he’s emotionally fragile so if he snaps, it can get pretty scary, but he’s really good at hiding that side of him. granted, bottling it all up probably isn’t the best either . . .

THAT SAID, HE’S STILL THE TOWN’S GOLDEN BOY !! his coach keeps talking about the 2020 olympics and he’s SO PSYCHED !! everyone in town knows his name bc he really out here being nice to everyone he meets & helping little old ladies cross the road on top of everything else he does. he’s just That Guy.

[ DAISEY ]

he had known her since they were wee babies, and they were definitely friends first. whenever they played house, he was always the dog looooong before he played her husband.

the two were always real & honest with each other, and it’s safe to say that he knew the true her before she got all caught up in her loneliness and secret hoarding.

SHE was the one to ask HIM out not long after starting middle school, making them each other’s first like . . . actual relationship. ( though tbh, she moreso DEMANDED he be her boyfriend, rather than properly asking him aslkfjasdf he could never say no to her though so it didn’t really matter )

they wound up having an off-&-on relationship for SIX YEARS. in late-ish high school, he could feel her drifting away so he told her his secret, thinking it would stop her from being bored of him. unfortunately she ended up breaking up w/ him the next day.

[ STALKING TW ] before long she was already seeing someone new. that triggered his jealous streak, and between that and his fear that she was going to tell someone his secret, he started stalking her. at first it was just lining up their schedules so he could always keep an eye on her, but eventually he got access to her social media logins and started keeping tabs on her private conversations. she’d shown him some of her own hacking tricks when they were still together, so even when she changed her passcodes, it was a simple crack before he was snooping through her shit again.

eventually she confronted him about the fact that she was constantly seeing him everywhere, though still unaware of the fact that he was the one that was hacking into her accounts. he played it off, and while she did tell the authorities about it, that was about the end of it. he stopped stalking her for a couple of years after following her to st ettienne, and things mellowed out between them.

he joined student council that year, and after that him and daisey started to talk a lot more again. they even kinda became friends again. one night, she was having a rough time so she called him. after a quiet night of talking and looking at the stars, she kissed him. it was really great, up until she shoved him away and said it was a mistake, going right back to ignoring his existence the very next day. this caused him to fall back into his stalking habits, finding them a comfort.

this time, she finds out that its HIM going through her social media, and she pulls him aside privately at the homecoming party to yell at him. she even says that she’s going to expose his secret for being such a creep. it’s then that he sees her for what she really is, rather than the rose-colored image he’d been seeing before.

that’s the last he ever sees of daisey rutherford, and he can’t tell if he’s grateful or heartbroken for that.

[ WANTED CONNECTIONS ]

okay listen i’m . . . honestly garbage at coming up with wanted connections because i genuinely want everything. friends, lovers, enemies, family — the whole shebang. i’m always down to brainstorm, so if you’ve got any ideas, even if they’re whacky, hit me with them and we can come up with something phenomenal and unique, yeah ? yeah !

the biggest actual idea i can think of is like . . . half siblings through his biological father. i think the dichotomy of that could be fun since his dad is still VERY MUCH in his life along w/ his 2 moms. TAKEN BY CASSIDY

rivals in sports could be fun ! as w/ rivals in general !

people he tried hooking up w/ to make daisey jealous when they weren’t together ? maybe ??

he doesn’t drink or smoke or do anything fun so like ?? a bad influence type connection mayhaps ?

HE NEEDS A TUTOR !!!! HE NEEEEEDS A TUTORRRRR !!!!!

bro squad bro squad bro squad bro squad bro squad. did i mention bro squad ?? ( ed is his best fucking friend so any mutual friends,,,,,, let’s squad it up )

maybe i’ll edit this later if more come to me, but for now that’s what i’ve got !! hmu if anything strikes your fancy or if you’ve got any other ideas !