#non-binary shaggy

[arthurcantsleep]

My college Scooby Doo pitch

Daphne is a soft butch lesbian that is pursuing a career in dance. Her best friend, Fred has been her dance partner her whole life and they chose the same college so they could continue dancing together.

Fred is an engineering major who has a million and one stupid ideas for useless little contraptions that always end up hurting his roommate, Shaggy. Thankfully they are very forgiving.

Shaggy is a trust fund baby that wants to just chill the FUCK out with their weird Great Dane mix they got off of Craigslist. Their parents have them pursuing law, and they are top of all their classes despite spending none of their free time studying. They meets Velma while petitioning for more vegetarian options at the cafeteria. They date for a month and realize they are both gay. They are still close friends and smoke buddies

Velma is a hijabi lesbian who is pursuing a double major in fine arts and gender studies. She has a love of fine arts, and goes to every dance performance the school puts on. She is a little bit obsessed with one of the dancers.

Scooby is a Great Dane mutt that Shaggy got off of Craigslist and he not great at most dog things, but he loves Shaggy and is very sociable. He can talk and it is never acknowledged why or how.

The mystery starts when Velma learns part of the arts building is being shut down due to a strange haunting. She asks Shaggy and Scoob for help and of course he brings his roommate, who brings his best friend, who happens to be Velma's crush.

[luxiiien]

Feeling pretty happy with my hair at the moment ✨️

[pumpk-n]

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[velvetvexations]

Something I've been thinking a lot about lately is how radical transfeminism has like a million ways to fakeclaim my transfeminity in particular based on how it doesn't conform to a typical idea of what being a woman is/means and the way I talk about and express myself.

Even putting aside my complicated stuff about embodying womanhood as designed in a lab/hacked together in a garage, I really like the term "male" for myself and feel it fits me. I'm a male girl. That's not a word I would ever apply to other trans women and I also wouldn't want to make people who transition to male feel like I'm saying they don't have a claim to the word, but it's how I describe my body.

But I don't think transradfems would ever possibly allow that. Having shaggy arm hair alone would probably get me treated like I was pretending in some way, before even getting to the language I use.

I wonder if that means I am in fact "transandrophobia affected" after all? It's certainly exorsexism, although the extent to which I'm "non-binary" is ever unclear to me. I feel solidly like a woman but I feel like other people will always insist there has to be some man in there for me to be as head over heels in love with my masculinity as I am.

Regardless, I feel like things like this will always be able to be wielded as a weapon against the people it claims to protect. I hope eventually we stop convincing ourselves we've finally found the right way to gatekeep.

[floq]

Meet the Artist

It’s been a while since I’ve posted a meet the artist

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[image ID: Meet the artist meme of tumblr user floq. At the center of the image there's a drawing of myself in real life, this is a tall and slender femme presenting person with pale skin and shoulder length brown hair styled as a messy bob, they wear a pair of round glasses and their head is slightly tilted to the left. They wear a long black skirt paired with an oversized striped gray and black sweatshirt; they are wearing a pair of fingerless gloves, fishnets tights and combat boots. Behind this drawing of myself there's a drawing of my sona, which is a femme looking shadow creature with multiple eyes, shaggy shoulder length hair and white colored arms, they are waving at the viewer with their left hand.

There are multiple items in the scene that have different facts about myself. On the left side, from top to bottom we have:

a "Hello, my name is" sticker with the name "Florencia Quiroz" and the pronouns "They/she" written on it along side with three doodles of ghosts.

a yellow sticky note that lists my instagram @floq_art and my tumblr @floq.

a green and black birthday cake with candles that say "20" and my birthday (october 21st, 2003) written on it.

a burgundy heart that reads "I like... gothic music and subculture, horror media, coffee" as bullet points.

a drawing of my cat Romeo.

a drawing of character Danny Phantom from the show of the same name surrounded by green ghosts. next to the drawing says "Fav show: Danny Phantom".

On the right side, from top to bottom we have:

a drawing of the non-binary flag, a drawing of the asexual flag and a drawing of the autism infinity symbol.

doodles of eyes.

a drawing of my Sony WH-1000XM4 which I wear everywhere.

drawings of three different album covers from the artists Siousxie and the Banshees, The Cure and Gorillaz (the albums are: The Best Of... Siouxsie and the Banshees, Disintegration and Demon Days). below the albums it's written "my music taste".

doodles of two black bats.

drawing of the chilean flag with the words "I'm from:" written above.

Everything on scene is up against a plain olive green background. End of ID]

[beryllineart]

Wunderland Character sheet-- Frisk/Alix

Undertale belongs to Toby Fox

Wunderland is my idea (based on Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carrol)

Okay, so I'm not sure yet what the name of the protagonist will be. If I go with Frisk, Chara's name will be changed to Alix. I feel Alix is a good non-binary version of Alice- in fact, it's kind of a fusion of Alice and Frisk... aaaa, I think I'm convincing myself to go with Alix. They are a personality mashup of both Alice and Frisk, so I tried to make a visible mashup of their clothing. The human's hair is given a bit of shagginess inspired by Alice's. I didn't like any of the designs I made that were too dress like, so they wear an adult size sweater to give it a bit more dress like quality.

They like to tell stories and have an overactive imagination (that comes from Alice) and so when they first fall into Wunderland, they're pretty sure this is all a dream. Ha ha, I draw Frisk in so many different styles, if I ever do a How2Draw of them I'm going to have a really hard time.

[bloodyraremedium]

Phone Dude headcanons !

His name is David Filip-Jones! (it's a flip phone pun i'm not funny) He's 24, and grew up in Sacramento.

I don't even NEED to say this, but he is such a stoner. He gets high after work pretty often (kinda like Jeremy).

He really likes older tech and has a hobby of fixing retro games. He owns a Walkman cause he thinks they look cool, and exclusively plays Tony Hawk Pro Skater. Probably owns multiple weird pinball games that he has in his garage.

Speaking of skaters, he loves skating, snowboarding, surfing, anything with a board. Not very good at it, though.

Knows everything there is to know about Freddy's, mainly from a true crime channel called "Theories With Matt". He originally had to, since his job at Fazbear Frights was to give a little comedy spiel before people went inside, but he actually got really into it.

He's non-binary! Sorta in the same way that I imagine Shaggy is non-binary, where if you ask him he'll just say "Like, all these genders are made up" and that's it. He goes by he/him but honestly he's fine with whatever.

Dresses like someone's weird uncle. Bermuda shorts, Hawaiian shirts, sandals, the whole outfit. He's got a mullet, though he dyes the edges pretty often, usually green.

[milolovesbmc]

Long/shaggy hair Jeremy doodles because I love him now <3

(also, non binary Jeremy is such a cool head canon so it’s in here too!!!)

[themanirealityshifter]

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✪ First Name: Solaris ✪

✪ Middle Name: Mars ✪

✪ Last Name: REDACTED (OR partner’s last name) ✪

✪ Nickname(s): Ris ✪

✪ Job: Author; Youtuber (ghost investigator) ✪

✪ Age: 24 ✪

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✪ Pronouns: He/It/Ne/Xe/They/Love + any/all neopronouns ✪

✪ Gender Identity: Genderfluid Genderflux Non-Binary TransGuy ✪

✪ Romantic Orientation: Aromantic ✪

✪ Sexual Orientation: Myrsexual (Neuroasexual, Nebulasexual, Merosexual, Placiosexual) ✪

✪ Other Orientation(s): Ambiamorous; Homoalterous; Omniqueerplatonic; Panexteramo; Pansensual; Panaesthetic ✪

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✪ Parent(s): REDACTED (OR parents’ names) ✪

✪ Sibling(s): Belle REDACTED (OR last name) ✪

✪ Partner(s): Serus REDACTED (OR last name) ✪

✪ Best Friend(s): Dahlia Moore (she/her, 25, ciswoman) and Avery Moore (she/they/it, 25, demigirl); Jax Quinn (he/they, 26, bigender); Caleb Heir (he/him, 23, transguy) ✪

✪ Pet(s): Fleabag (crested gecko); Sophia (doggie); Carmel (doggie); Buster (doggie); Rats; Ferrets; Snake; Goldfish; Octopus ✪

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✪ Description: Brown hair (natural hair color); Pink shaggy hair (dyed)(long wolfcut); Pale, fair skin; Brown eyes; Freckles; Top and bottom surgery scars; Fully transitioned; Facial piercings and ear piercings; Faint stubble lining my jaw; Fake fangs; 5’6” ✪

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✪ Extra Fact(s): I cannot die/get more trauma/there is nothing that would give me trauma here; My partner and loved ones cannot die/get more trauma/there is nothing that would give them trauma there; Pets are immortal/cannot be killed; There is no such thing as hate or discrimination of any kind (sexism, racism, queerphobia, ableism, transphobia, homophobia, etc.); The earth isn’t dying/there is no pollution; There is no war, no starvation, no homeless, everyone has jobs that they can handle and that can pay them well, things are a lot cheaper and more reasonable ✪

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✪ My Wardrobe (all credits to original owners) ✪

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Here are links to more about this DR/me in this DR:

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Pt. 3

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[fly-pow-bye]

Warner Bros. Discovery announced a bunch of greenlights at Annecy, including a reboot of a certain Craig McCracken show! No, not one involving kindergarten superheroes.

Foster's Imaginary Nursery has a new name: Foster’s Funtime for Imaginary Friends. While Variety says Cartoon Network Studios, the poster shows Hanna-Barbera Studios Europe. This is the preschool spinoff of Foster's, which is interesting to see after what they did to Jessica's Big Little World, and we can only hope this doesn't have the same fate. Craig McCracken has promised that it will have the same fun pace, but with a simpler structure and with less cynical humor.

Adventure Time may have had an adult-focused spinoff with Fionna and Cake, but that doesn't mean Adventure Time's original demographic will forever be left out: Adventure Time: Side Quests. Unlike the last few Adventure Time series, these side quests will be episodic, and probably better for reruns.

One greenlight we know absolutely nothing about, and one that came as a complete surprise, is Untitled Regular Show Project. How are they going to continue Regular Show after that regular epic final battle? The only things we know is that J.G. Quintel is still heading it and it will feature characters from Regular Show.

Along with greenlit shows, they announced some projects in development:

We got another Scooby-Doo show in the works. Go-Go Mystery Machine involves Shaggy and Scooby going to Japan, accidentally unleashing a bunch of yokai, and having to get help from Scooby's uncle, a Shiba Inu named Daisuke-Doo and his two friends.

Adventure Time isn't just getting a new school for the kids, it's getting a show for the younger kids, too. Adventure Time: Heyo BMO stars BMO in a new neighborhood with new friends as he goes on a quest to learn and fill his database. (Variety says this is from a description; Cartoon Network's pronouns for a non-binary character, not Variety's or mine.)

Other projects: Untitled Barbara Throws a Wobbler Project. Another one for preschoolers, and one based on a book. The Adventure Time Movie is still going to happen, with Rebecca Sugar of Steven Universe and early Adventure Time fame serving as creator. Bad Karma, a family movie project set in a mythical fantasy world. Finally, the only one in this article that is not a kids show: Lovey Dovey, a show by one of the writers of Harley Quinn about a dove who wants to look for his true love that ends up getting stuck with a bunch of streetwise pigeons who want to, quote, "screw the large bird from a popular kids TV show."

The Amazing World of Gumball has its own panel tomorrow, and Annecy has banners proclaiming that "more Gumball" is coming.

[luxiiien]

new jacket joy⚡️

[surrealteal-mo]

My main OC!

~ GENERAL INFO ~

Name: Layla Avalin

Nicknames: Lay’s, Lay-Lay, Provoloka

Birthday/DOB: 6th January 1991

Age: Early 20s

Nationality: British-Serbian

Gender: Non-Binary

Pronouns: Any pronouns

Sexuality: Bisexual

When the story is mainly set: 2012-2014

~ APPEARANCE + PERSONALITY ~

Height: 6"1 / 185cm

Weight: 164lbs

Hair: Shaggy brunette hair, natural blonde streaks (mostly on fringe), very thick, length is at the mid to bottom of their neck.

Eyes: Sort of teal colour? (It changes a lot but it’s basically that)

Personality: On the surface, Layla can come across as egotistical, overly extroverted, competitive, and just plain annoying. These traits act as a barrier, signalling to others that they might not want to be friends with them. However, once you get to know her better, Layla reveals his true self: passionate, observant, friendly, and especially loving. In relationships, they struggle with the fear of abandonment, leading to clinginess and insecurity. She deeply fears being neglected by her partners or friends.

MBTI: ENTP

~ FAMILY / RELATIONSHIPS ~

Father: Detective Jeremy Avalin

Mother: Dr. Milica Avalin (M.N: Ristovski)

Siblings: N/A

Grandfather (Dad’s side): Michael Avalin

Grandmother (Dad’s side): Bella Rossi

Great-Grandfather (Grandfather’s side): Charles Avalin

Great-Grandmother (Grandfather’s side): Anastasia "Anna" Avalin

Great-Grandfather (Grandmother’s side): Vincent Rossi

Grandfather (Mum’s side): Sergej Ristovski

Grandmother (Mum’s side): Ljiljana Ristovski

Cousin (Mum’s side): Demetri Ristovski

Ex Spouse (M. 2012 - D. 2013): Xavier Livingston (Bad terms)

Current Spouse (M. 2016): Issac Johnson

~ INTERESTS ~

Layla has always had an interest in mathematical things, especially physics. Excelled in that topic and they have always had an interest in it. She also has a passion for engineering, and they have a shelf of little robots they made. He also enjoys crosswords and sudoku, and listens to music while doing it.

~ BACKSTORY LEADING UP TO ADULTHOOD ~

It should be very important to note that Layla belongs to the Avalin family. The Avalin family are directly linked to Avalinthea, the Saxanian God of Stones. Layla and her family are unaware of this, but have always had connections to the stones. (Basically the power system in the universe :))

Layla grew up in an environment where they were almost always "second place" to people, especially their own parents. Their parents have a condition called "Amorisis Syndrome" which makes them obsessively in love with each other, to the point where they would manipulate, harm and even kill others for each other (basically they’re Yandere for eachother). Their condition doesn’t apply to Layla, so they cannot feel as strongly for Layla than they do eachother. Along with this, Layla was quite unpopular at school, inserting themselves into friendship groups that didn’t even really want her there, causing more thoughts of “I will never be first place to anyone.”

Layla did have a childhood best friend, Oliver, however they rarely saw each other, due to Oliver’s family being significantly more wealthy and higher class than Layla’s. The two moved to New York when they turned 20.

~ FUN TRIVIA :D ~

- Layla got all D’s on his GCSEs except for physics, chemistry and maths, to which she got A*s

- Owns a Wii, and plays on it when they have free time, ends up becoming TOO good on it.

- If they had the money, they would go to Geneva, Switzerland.

- He enjoys collecting stickers, but often forgets to actually stick them on stuff.

- Often goes to Serbia for Christmas with her parents to see her grandparents, playing in the snow with Demetri is often their highlight of the year.

- Their scarf was given to them by Demetri before he went missing.

~ MOODBOARD ~

~ PLAYLIST ~

[azurlily]

Isn't physiological horror and like thriller a really good genre? Okay maybe that's just me(and the others), but I love the idea of someone being genuinely crazy. Not the "oh I'm in love crazy" or the "oh I'm this horrible bad serial killer crazy". No, I want to be afraid every second that some fucked up shits going to happen.

So now were in our yandere phase and today I'm giving you something I think a lot of people with family issues will want and hate. Please read warnings. This is part 1 so it's pretty tame compared to what I have in store for the others. You'll get to see other perspectives next chapter. No smut until reader is 16+.

WARNING: this work contains mentions of past mental and physical abuse towards minors, the drugging of minors, the forcing of a minor to undress in front of adults, and reader gets kissed on the back while naked and drugged.

The men are platonic and only SOME (the daughters) women/non-binary characters will be romantic.

Have fun and dont hate us for this.

Our Unparalleled Love for You

"These are the Smith's, they're good people. They will also be your knew foster family for the time being."

A man in jeans and a nice dress shirt stood in front of two charming adults, he wasn't old. He definitely wasnt young either, you'd decided over time that you didn't like him. Mainly because every foster family he put you in was worse that the last, it might've not been his fault but you were going to blame him anyway.

You stood next to the man, slightly behind him. You weren't afraid of these people, you just didn't want to meet them. You stared at both the man and woman for a few minutes, taking in their features. The woman stood slightly in front of the man, she held a cane in one hand and the other was behind her. Holding the man's hand.

The woman was quite tall compared to you, about 5'9 maybe 5'10. The man was taller though, he looked over 6'0. You couldn't pinpoint exactly how tall, but he was definitely tall. You stared at the couple a bit longer, noticing a few concealed pins in the mans shaggy, blonde hair. You assumed his hair was a bit long, but maybe he preferred to hide it.

The womans hair wasn't short by any means, although you might not be able to tell how short because of the bun it was in. Her hair was tied in a beautiful and intricate bun, that you wouldn't understand how to do for the life of you. The lady had midnight dark hair, and it almost looked like it had a blue-ish hue to it.

They're were both elegance defined. The womans eyes were a bright and beautiful brown, her eyes were on you. Like you were the only thing that she wanted in that very moment. The man has a a small smile, or maybe he's not smiling and you're just imagining it. The man has bright blue eyes, they look like the ocean.

You remember one of the families you used to live with, they lived in Florida and went to the beach often. Not that you ever got to go with them, but you remember the house being close to the ocean.

"Mr and Mrs Smith, this is Y/N. She's a good behaved girl, and I promise that she'll only be with you for a few months."

The man next to you gets closer and whispers into your ear, "You better not fuck this up. These people have good money, and they're wasting it on you."

You looked up at the man and woman and watched their small smiles turn into disapproving frowns. The woman grips her cane harder than before looking between you and the man for a moment.

"I think we'll bring her home now, thank you for the meeting. We'll see you in a week."

The womans voice is silly smooth. You shiver slightly at hearing her cane drag on the ground just before she begins walking. The woman grabbed your shoulder and roughly pulled you to her. For a moment this felt like some sort of transaction, and you were feeling more than uncomfortable.

You began walking to the car with the two new people. The woman had her hand on your shoulder the entire time, meanwhile the man strode in front of you. You all stop in front of a large black car, it looked sleek and brand new. The man opens up the passenger door, and the backseat door.

You look at the two, slowly getting in car. You sit down and immediately notice that the seats warm, actually the entire back seat is warm. It feels sort of weird, and kind of cozy. You weren't against it, but you've never had this luxury before so it isn't something your used to.

You buckly yourself up and the Smiths make start the car. You hear your voice repeated a few times, your head snapped up. How many times had they called your name before you knew it? Were they going to yell at you now that you were in private?

". . .Y/N? Are you listening?"

You shook your head yes, apologizing for not hearing them. Your head goes up,but your eyes stay glued to the ground. You didn't want to get yelled at for making eye contact with them.

"Well sweetie, we were asking if you were hungry. Are you? If you want to eat something, we can get some food on the way home."

You heard the womans voice again, you noticed her husband didn't seem too inclined to speak with you. That was okay, as long as he wasn't mad. "No, I'm not-"

Your stomach growled loudly in protest to your words, you'd been caught. You blush and close your eyes. You were somewhat embarrassed, but also a little bit afraid. You hear the woman laugh, and the man chuckle. It sounded genuine, like they found it cute.

The woman speaks again, and you notice the man is turning into your favorite fast food restaurant. Lucky you. "Well honey, were here anyways so why dont we get some grub? What would you like? If you want a little something sweet, that's fine too. In fact I want a shake!"

You laugh, she was trying to make you feel comfortable. You've seen it before, and you enjoyed it every time. You tell her your order and the man finally speaks, ordering all of yalls food. His voice was deep and sounded mean, you didn't know how to describe it. He just sounded mean.

Once your handed your food and drink you sit and wait. You didn't want to get yelled at for eating in the car. The woman noticed and stared at you oddly. "You can eat. I really dont mind, I mean I'd be a bit of a hypocrite if I ate but didn't let you."

She continued eating, and you began eating yourself. You were quite happy, these people seemed nice. Although generally, the people that were nice didn't have nice kids. You groaned internally, hoping these people taught their kids right.

"Ah, I completely forgot- you can call me Ophelia and my husband is Arthur. We understand that calling us mom and dad isn't something you're ready for."

Mom and dad? These people are fostering you, not adopting you. You looked up for a moment to say something, but the look on Arthur and Ophelias faces said it all. She knew what she said, and she didn't stutter. They both wanted you to say something, they wanted to put you in your place.

Your eyes went back down, you looked at your food for a moment and then continued eating.

The car comes to a stop and your door is once again opened. You get your food and step out of the car, you look around and see a large mansion. Just how rich were these people? You're ushered into the house, standing in a large open space. After a bit of walking, you noticed two large and winding staircases. Standing on the sides of them were about 10 butler's and maids(per staircase).

You freeze up at seeing so many people, all with their heads bowed down and in such a large place. Arthur takes the eaten food and hands it to one of maids, you assume she was going to throw it away. You could've done it yourself, you didn't see the point of having her doing.

Your feel a hand against your back, it runs you gently; Ophelia. As if trying to comfort you, but instead you felt uncomfortable as hell. You tried to move away, just move around a bit so she got the idea. Instead she pulls you closer, you were now in a sort of side hug. She had her arms wrapped around your side, and she had you pressed into her side.

You squirm a bit more until Ophelia looks down at you. She didn't look annoyed or mad, simply disappointed. You hated that, this woman was holding you and all you could think about was how good it felt to be held. Fighting back was admittedly out of the question, and you definitely dont trust these people. You decide to indulge yourself, just this time, never again.

You give up fighting her and go limp in her arms, Ophelia looks more than pleased. You want to kick her, but you're afraid she'll do it back.

This woman was freakishly strong.

After a moment Arthur begins looking around the room, he speaks up. His voice had chilled, did he normally speak that way to his servants? "Where are the kids? I want them to meet their new sister."

You almost rolled your eyes, not this shit again. Unless they planned to adopt you, which you knee they wouldn't. They shouldn't be calling you their daughter, they dont even know you well enough!

One of the maids, her outfit was different from the rest, it had a large crest on both shoulders bowed her head a bit farther and walked closer to us. "I'm sorry sir, they're still at school. They shall be home in a few hours, we can pick them up early if you wish."

This woman sounded like she came out of a movie from the 1990's. You thought it was funny and laughed just slightly. You knew it was heard, but honestly that's their fault. If Ophelia didn't want to hear you laugh, she shouldn't have you practically on top of her.

Arthur shakes his head and huffs a bit. You thought it was stupid, how did he not know when his own kids were getting home? "Fine, I want her upstairs and in a room. I've gone over the procedure; bathing, skincare, all of that. Get it done."

With that Arthur walks out of the room, muttering something about poor planning. Ophelia lets you go, not before kissing your forehead and walking off. You would have found that sweet if that woman didn't give you the heebie jeebies.

The maid, whose name is Mary(her nametag) began to usher you upstairs. You thought she was bringing you into a bedroom, until you find yourself in a lavish bathroom with a large bath and shower. The shower was one of those glass boxes, and it look over 20 feet wide with multiple showerheads. Each looked different from the other.

The bath was ten times bigger, it was a large oval and there was a large shelf with soaps, hair washes, and skincare products. The large door to the room closes, and you're left with three maids. They all just stand and stare at you. Mary puts both her hands on your shoulders, pulling your arms up. "Take your clothes off or we'll do it for you."

Mary didn't sound like she was trying to threaten you, instead she talking as if she was nicely asking you to move. Although her words still properly registered in your head and you jumped away. "No, I can bathe myself! Just tell me how to turn on the shower and I'll be fine!"

Mary tuts loudly at you, she shakes her head and begins walking closer the two maids behind you doing the same. "Please take your clothes off or we will do it for you. Your parents instructed us to bathe you, and very clearly stated to not let you give yourself a shower."

You struggled and tried pushing them ladies away, it was five long minutes and you could feel yourself beginning to cry. Your fight or flight instincts had kicked in and you lost the fight. These people are freakishly strong. "Fine! Just please let me undress myself."

The three ladies all back away and you undress. You watcher as one of the maids was pouring Epsom salts into the water, you didn't even notice the water had turned on. You watched her pour a massive bag of the salts into the tub(didn't feel like a tub more liek a public bath) and it wasn't enough to cover even half of the bath.

You're guided into the water while the maids get some soaps and hair washes. You move around a bit in the water, it's a little under 5' feet deep. There are stairs and you just swim around trying to think. The water does feel nice, you feel almost protected by it. In a way you feel safer in the water, even if you are naked.

Your eyes were feeling puffy and felt like you wanted to cry again; you didn't. You didn't want to show these creeps how much power they held over you. You hear a beckoning voice and you walk back to the maids. You're sat on the steps, luckily the maids are willing to let you wash yourself but they're still doing your hair.

The maids turn around and start look at the shelves as you wash your body. You dont know what kind of body wash it was, but it felt amazing and you were smelling really good. After about ten minutes, the maids told you to sit and let them do your hair. You sat down on the steps, the warm water covered most of your body and it felt great. You could almost forget the warms tears that began to run down your face.

You sighed loudly, the sound echoing off the walls of the bedroom you were placed in. The room was so big it could fit 12 elephants, and apparently it was now your room. When the maids had washed your hair it took them almost an hour and surprisingly the water stayed warm the whole time. Your hair had multiple products put it in and you were given a bonnet to keep you hair looking nice if you took a nap.

(Sorry I have curly hair and I wasn't thinking when I wrote this part. Yes, anyone(in my opinion)can wear a bonnet.)

The room looked bland, the bedsheets were a cream color and the walls were white. You get up and open a door, finding a bathroom. There is another big bathtub and shower, but no where near as big as the one from before. The color pattern matches; white. You close the door only to open another and find a walk-in closet. The closer was about a 1/4 of the rooms size. Your eyes bulged in surprise, goddamn these people are rich.

You notice a mirror in the closet and look at yourself. Despite wearing the bonnet, you're in pretty normal clothing. Just a shirt and some pants, you refused to wear the shorts. When asked why. . .you didn't reply. The maids had given in quickly to your ask for pants instead.

You see a clock in the normal part of the bedroom and notice its already been three hours. You hear a knock on the door and vocie calls out, it's Arthur.

"Y/N? The kids are here, please come downstairs."

You hear the sound of him walk away, and as much as you want to stay in the bedroom where its "safe", you're not taking chances. You open the door, expecting to see no one and instead are greeted by Arthur in front of the door. He smiles, he looks quite nice when he smiles. Unlike how he normally looks like an ass, he looks almost nervous now.

"Come now, downstairs."

Arthur puts his hand out, presumably for you to take it but you don't. Instead you just begin to walk, you hear a quiet hug behind you but choose to ignore it. You dont want to touch any of them, no matter how touch starved you are. These people have not show you, even slightly, that they can be trusted.

You walk down the winding stairs and see Ophelia with three kids standing next to her. Kids isn't the right descriptor, they look your age(15) and older. Two girls and one boy, all three are standing next to their mother like little guard dogs. It almost made you laugh at how protective they look.

You walk until you in front of them, they all look at you with somewhat indifference. You're something new and shiny, yet foreign and mysterious. Whether they liked you or not though, they'd put up an act in from of their parents. They each step up individually, as if everything they said and did in that moment was planned. It fucking was.

One after the other they performed their little parts, each looking up just slightly for their parents approval every so often.

"My name is Ezekiel, I'm 17. Lovely to meet you, Y/N."

Ezekiel has strawberry blonde hair, cut to find nicely around his head. No short, but not long. You're beginning to notice a pattern with the men in the family. His hair is a bit curly, but unlike his sisters his hair is more wavy. Ezekiel has- and you almost hate to admit this because you can tell this guys a prick- beautiful blue eyes. The look exactly like his fathers, except brighter. Ezekiel is only a bit shorter than his mom(5'9) and still taller than you.

Ezekiel bows his head in an almost exaggerated manner, he takes a few steps forward and holds out his hand to shake. You didn't want to cause any problems with him(you knew the kids could cause more problems than the adults sometimes) and going along with his show was the best way to do that. You shake his hand in a firm grip, you two make eye contact and he looks away as soon as you do.

You notice he stares at the ground then looks at his sisters, then his parents, then you. Where they like a weird hivemind and you didn't know? Would make sense...

The second one stepped up, you assume they were doing oldest to youngest. The girl has hair much like her mother; midnight black. She's gorgeous, and you can't help but blush a bit at how long you've stared at her. She's pretty and she knows it too. Her hair is a lot curlier than her brother and she has bouncy curls that go well with her back length hair. Her eyes are dark brown, they look like a murkier version of her moms.

She walks forward and makes a big show of hugging you. She laughs(and it sounded like it would be better described as a giggle) and presses her head into your neck for a moment. You pull away as soon as her grip lets up; the fuck was that?

Now she stands in front of you with an award winning smile, one that might've fooled you if not for how she grabbed you. When you hugged, her nails dug deeply into your back and you could practically feel your skin coming off. The girl towered over you, she's taller than Ezekiel; bitch got her dads genes.

Creepy bitch.

"Oh it's just great to meet you, our parents have been talking about you for the past few months! My names Rosette, and I'm just so happy to meet my new baby sister! I'm 16- turning 17 in a few months, uh- oh, my favorite color pallet are pastels! It's just so hard to choose a color. . ."

Rosette babbles on for another minute, and you're not sure if she's a great actor or an airhead. For now lets try to assume the best about people. Also was the baby sister necessary? You're only a year or two younger than her!

As you turn your head to the youngest- a loud bell rings across the house. You hear Arthur clap his hands in delight, and watch all the maids and butlers appear. Not this shit again...

"Ah, it's time for dinner, Lucille, you can be introduced to Charlotte later." Ophelia says while pulling you out of the room and into a one about the same size. The only difference is the decor, instead on an open space theres a large table that can seat at least 100 people. There's multiple plates full of food, some foods you don't think you've ever seen before.

Ophelia pulls out a chair, it's the on to the left of Arthur, who is sitting at the head of the table. On the right of him is Ophelia next to her is Ezekiel. Next to you is Charlotte and Rosette(in that order), the seating doesn't feel right. Not in the damn slightest. You feel uncomfortable with how close Charlotte is to you. Unlike how the seat are spaced out, Charlotte moved her chair closer to yours.

You look over at her and she just stares down at her food. You dont say anything, maybe these people do prayer? You waited for Arthur or Ophelia to start, instead Arthur looks over at you. He looks down at your food and then nods at you.

"Try it."

This felt culty.

You do as asked and take a bite of the food that was on your plate. It was good, not bland and honestly very flavorful. You chewed it for a few moments and swallowed. It was hot, a bit too hot but good nonetheless. It wasn't a favorite of yours, but it tasted a lot better than food you've had before.

As you swallow your bite everyone else starts eating. You chose not to notice the pair of eyes searing into your head from the side. Charlotte was staring, and it wasn't in a "just looking" sort of way. She took a bite of her food and then stared at your while she ate it.

At some point you turn and Charlotte smiles. She moves her head a bit closer and quietly introduces herself.

"I'm Charlotte." Charlotte doesn't say a word after that, you now take note of how creepy her smile is. It looks forced, and from the resting bitch face she had earlier, it might be.

You just smile thinly, you keep your eyes on her for a minute until you the food starts to call your name again. It was good, like really fucking good.

You kept eating until your stomach started to hurt, not from overeating. Instead you felt sick, like you were going to throw up and pass out. You can feel you skin vibrating, or maybe you're shaking? You look around and no one is looking at you, instead they're all look away. You try to get a few words out, but your throat hurts like your have strep throat.

You begin to sway and finally hear a voice, although it's much closer to you than it should be. "Oh dear! Arthur! I told you, you put too much in her food. Now she's gonna be sick as a dog!"

What? What was going on? What is Ophelia saying? Better question- is it true?

"Shh, shh, shh it's okay, Mommy's here. Rosette, help me pick her up and take her to her room. I'm glad we had the maids clean her ahead of time."

You're shaking violently now, you start to tear up wondering if your going to die today. Wondering if they were just giving you a good last day, a day better than the one you lived with before. Without being beaten into the ground, or slapped by a hand with rings.

. . .

You're laying in a large bed, your large bed. You look around the room and see it's the room you were given earlier. You move around, but feel sick the moment you do. You run to the bathroom and barely make it, throwing up on the ground a bit. You shaking and crying, your body feels horrible. You feel yourself sweating and you're hot, but at the same time your feet and hands are cold.

You begin to cry, you cant stop the vomit that's destroying your throat and burning your insides. You feel weak and all you want is to sleep, to just close your eyes.

You jump when you feel a hand on your back. "It's just me-"

Rosette.

The sound if you puking overshadows her voice, she stays quiet and instead just rubs your back. Rosette places her head on your back and presses a firm kiss to what you realise is bare skin. You're naked. Who the fuck undressed you?!

Finally the vomiting stops, and now you realize the situation. You're head is pressed against the toilet seat and your naked down to your underwear. Rosette, who is fully clothed by the way. Is holding you from behind, she is rubbing your back and she kissed it a few times. You feel fucking disgusted.

"It'll be okay. Mom was right about you, she said you'd make a perfect bri- sister. A perfect adopted little sister. You'll remember some of this tomorrow, but not the creepy parts. That's all that matters, now let's get you to bed."

More to come soon. Rosette and Charlotte are the main love interests. Yes, this is something we dont usually write and I understand if you find this creepy or uncomfortable. I on the other hand am getting into writing darker stuff, my rules for the blog will not change and we will not end them.

[wolfman-moony]

 Fanfic requests open!

My requests for stories are open!!

I’ll write any character on this list x male reader, non-binary reader, gender neutral reader, gender fluid reader, any specific pronouns you request I’ll do.

My rules on what type of stories I will, and will not right↓

Fandom and characters I’ll write for!

~Harry potter~

Draco Malfoy

Blaze Zebini

Viktor Krum

George Weasley

Bill/William Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Cedric Diggory

~Stranger Things~

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Gareth Emerson

Billy Hargrove

Nancy Wheeler

~Julie and the phantoms~

Alex Mercer (i’ll only write male reader for him)

Reggie Peters

Luke Patterson

Willie

Nick

~Descendants~

Harry Hook

Gil LeGume

Carlos De Vil

Jay

~The 100~

(Note: I’ve only watched the first two seasons of the 100 so far)

Jasper Jordan

Monty Green

John Murphy

~D & D Honor among thieves~

Doric

Simon Aumar

~The school for good and evil movie~

Hort Hook

Hester

~Z nation~

10K

Sarge/Lilly Madison Mueller

~Okja~

Silver

Blonde

~Words on the bathroom wall~

Joaquin

~Diary of a wimpy kid~

Rodrick Heffley

~The Entitled~

Dean Taylor

~The Santa clause movies~

Bernard the head elf

~Evil Dead Rise~

Danny

~Matthew Lillard Characters~ 

Tim LaFlour

Stu Macher

Shaggy Rogers

Stevo

Emmanuel "Cereal Killer" Goldstein

William Afton

Brock Hudson

Roger Sperling

And most any other character Me has played as long as I know the character 

[goodheartt]

𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐓𝐔𝐁 𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐒 - 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃

skunk has a band with his friends from high school named bathtub cigarettes. their vibe ?? angry midwest emo meets folk punk. we already know skunk is the drummer, so you might as well get familiar with the rest of the band !!

earl - lead vocals.

earl is twenty-two years old, non-binary trans-masc, uses they/them/theirs pronouns, and is loudly and proudly queer. when they aren't singing for the band, they are working as a bartender for a small dive bar right down the street from the bathtub cigarettes house. they rock a buzz cut that is dyed in a red and black checkerboard pattern. their favorite things ?? grape flavored candies, modello, roller skating, and black and milds ( specifically wood tip wine flavored ones ). earl can seem stand offish at first due to their protectiveness of their friends. to earl, the band is their family. once you get to know them, they will begin to open up, and show you how much of a goofball they can really be. earl met skunk for the first time in high school, specifically during their freshman year math class. they've been inseparable since.

mikey - guitar.

mikey is twenty-one years old, a cis-man that uses he/him/his pronouns, and is so unapologetically queer. when he's not rocking out on the guitar, you can find him making lattes at a coffee shop downtown. his hair is long and dyed black, the strands that frame his face have been dyed bright purple. his favorite things ?? malboro 100's, bush apple, fireball, cats, and skateboarding. mikey is incredibly scatter brained, bubbly, and goofy. he can be really unreliable at times and has been banned from making any group plans for the band ( due to him often forgetting he made the plans in the first place ). mikey met earl his junior year of high school and they have been best friends ( and partners ) ever since. earl keeps mikey on track, trying to steer their partner in the right direction. the two have been dating for five years now. mikey is always late to band practice even though he lives in the house that they practice in.

karp - bass.

karp is twenty-two years old, a trans-woman, and uses she/her/hers pronouns. karp is a lesbian and will not be afraid to tell you that, often making jokes about her shortly trimmed fingernails. when she's not playing bass for the band, she works as an apprentice at a local tattoo shop. yes, she is responsible for most of the bands tattoos. her hair is styled into a shaggy and choppy mullet that has been dyed lime green. her favorite things ?? menthol cigarettes, steel reserves, pop punk, roller skating, and animals. karp is incredibly kind an thoughtful, she would give her shirt off her back if she needed to. she met skunk in high school, specifically in concert band. she played percussion with skunk, and they hit it off right away. karp is the creator of the name 'bathtub cigarettes', drawing inspiration from late nights in her childhood trailer home, smoking cigarettes that they had stolen from their father with skunk in the bathtub.

martin - banjo/backup vocals.

martin is twenty three years old, non-binary trans-femme, and uses they/she/he pronouns. martin is bisexual with no preferences. his hair is styled into a mohawk that is dyed navy blue. when they aren't performing with the band, they work as a freelance artist, spending most of their time spray painting the sides of buildings with skunk. their favorite things ?? malboro reds shorts, montucky cold snacks, 80's grunge/punk music, and roller derby. martin has a very warm and caring heart, she is almost like a parental figure to the band. she loves to crack jokes and make others laugh. martin met karp in an after school board game club and was quickly introduced to the rest of the group. everyone quickly took them under their wing, seeing how perfectly they fit with everyone else.

[anonymouspuzzler]

i still haven't had it in me to do a full character ref for dr. practis yet but apparently i have it in me to do This

[Image ID/description: A black-and-white digital drawing of Puzz's OC Dr. Practis. They are a non-binary person of fairly average build, with shaggy shoulder-length hair with long bangs, a long thin nose, and extremely sharp teeth. They are wearing round glasses with opaque lenses, a button-up shirt with a loose tie, a labcoat with frayed edges, jeans with frayed hems, converse-style sneakers, and clawed gloves. They are grinning widely and sitting slouched back, stance wide, head leaning on their left hand while the right rests on their leg, holding a large needle dripping a strange smoking, acidic substance. Next to them is a screenshot of a tumblr post by user cimicherrychanga, reading [sic] "ive got trans swag. which kind? dont know dont care. you want me." End ID.]