#sunny family cult taylor

[confusedfoam]

okay I’m home I’ve cut all my hair off I’ve sort of eaten dinner I think I can approach articulation let’s uuuuhh take this character by character I think

Normal

rip this kid, he got pretty fucked over this go around. his house got fire and water damage and his mom also got lit on fire so that sucks.

Also his attempts to connect with scary got undermined and brushed off, he was trying to tell her she has people who care and that they’ll be there and all this lovely stuff and link was going the complete opposite angle and undermining him. (note: this is not a complaint, his approach was too head on to get through to scary and I think it makes beautiful sense for everyone’s characters but damn sucks for normal tho)

and of course. Teeny, gone. His will they won’t they partner, a mole and betrayer. This boy is going to be shattered and somehow I don’t think the goofs realm is going to be exactly comforting.

oh and can we talk about normals cult susceptibility and his family history cause 👀👀👀 yo thank you will

Taylor

Oh man him crying broke my heart, just thinking of him all heart broken and blubbering. I hope he gets to see Nick again soon but I feel like he probably won’t. I also love that his roll in the hug was just a shitty attempt at a sleeper hold.

failing to get through to his mom was one of the most frustrating shitty rolls of his so far but narratively its probably for the best. but man fuck willy and how things go his way (crack conspiracy of the minute: Willy’s got Cassandra on the back burner hoping to (already has?) knock her up for a back up source of daddy magic)

Link

Links teen apathy arc is so valid. also congrats to the gothcleats enthusiasts this was a banger for y'all. I respect the hell out of Matt as a roleplayer. he knows what he wants to do with link so well. I don’t even know what to say I’m happy this is working out for him I guess, can’t wait to watch it crash down.

Scary

Ohhhhhhh boy. oh boy. my poor girl. She needs so much therapy. She needs her mom. She needs more hugs. Christ.

but for real god bless beth may “am I enough?” nearly fucking killed me there were almost real actual tears. her asking willy for a hug and getting so coldly brushed off, not even rejected just brushed off? crushing.

Scary embracing her apathy arc is such a set up for disaster. I am very excited about the soccer admission though I think that was a good start. someone get this girl a sunny afternoon and a beautiful soccer field asap. (the other crack conspiracy: Scary’s had her jock phase, her goth phase, it’s now time to enter her stoner burnout phase. this is founded nothing on other than how she said it when she confessed to wanted to play soccer and also that it would be pretty funny. no more feelings time to just smoke pot about them)

Hermie

I mean that reveal was so much. like holy shit. also I know some people don’t like his name being herman but I actually love that so much sorry y'all.

Anthony

mad and endless respect to my anti egot king that dad fact was so fucking funny. maybe a contender against the back tattoo incident

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annnnd that’s my current run down of thoughts. what an episode. pls talk to me about it I’m dying out here

[shaepschift-a]

SECONDARY MUSE LIST

the following is a list of muses that are less requested but still available to interact with!

THE BOYS stan edgar hughie campbell ryan butcher DEAD BY DAYLIGHT ji-woon hak // the trickster DC COMICS bruce wayne FNAF william afton henry emily sun & moon DEATH NOTE light yagami ryuk rem SUNNY FAMILY CULT taylor smith GREEK MYTHOS achilles poseidon NETFLIX'S YOU peach salinger TWILIGHT charlie swann rosalie hale edward cullen carlisle cullen CORALINE the beldam // the other mother BARBIE ken doll BREAKING BAD jesse pinkman PEAKY BLINDERS tommy shelby arthur shelby NETFLIX'S THE WITCHER jaskier pankratz SUPERSTORE Sandra Kaluiokalani Glenn Sturgess ORIGINAL CHARACTERS Daniel Wolf ( fandomless 80's guidance councilor ) Elliot Trigger ( info here )

[toksikk]

like for plotting with Taylor Mullen (Sunny Family Cult)

her family runs a muderous cult and naturally involves her. She struggles with having to hurt people but she also kinda gets into it sometimes

honestly just come love her

shes straight and eighteen to twenty one

also ps: sunny family cult is on youtube and i v much recommend

[undeadroleplayer]

Hi guys! Looking for someone to write as Billy Loomis against Taylor from Crypt TV's Sunny Family Cult!!!

Basically Taylors family runs a murderous cult and she's had to be involved but she's not sure how she feels about it. Billy could join the cult if we want! We can discuss plot details!

This is gonna be on discord. Long-term, 3rd person past tense. I know how to use tupperbox too!

Pls like this and I'll reach out or message me if you're interested!

[cryptmonsteruniverseimagines]

(Platonic) Sunny Family Cult: Taylor best friend headcanons

I haven’t watched much of SFC, but I did the best I could.

Isn’t too used to relationships outside of The Family, but as a cult baby she knows how important relationships can be.

When you first start hanging out, she’ll try desperately to hide the cult from you. This is her first real relationship — unlike the fake ones she created to lure victims to the house, she doesn’t want to scare you or hurt you somehow. She knows that her upbringing isn’t normal, 

When she finally starts to feel really comfortable around you, she’ll confide in you about her anxieties growing up in a murder cult — so long as you promise you won’t tell anyone.

This girl is more than able to throw hands for you. Her hands may be a bit tied in public, but get her in a place with no witnesses and she will absolutely make them pay.

She likes to hang out with you in the woods or the park. It’s not the seclusion factor in this case, but the wilderness and the outdoors. Having her favorite person in her favorite place makes her feel peaceful... happy.

Sleepovers are a thing -- she likes to be in the same room as you because, this way, if anything happens in the night, she’ll be there to protect you.

Introducing you to her family is gonna be one of the biggest sources of anxiety she’s ever faced. What if she makes a mistake and they think she brought you as a sacrifice? What if they don’t like you -- or what if your parents don’t like her? If she meets your parents, what if they say you two can’t see each other?

She may have a few anxiety attacks over the stress of this, but meeting her parents actually turns out to be way less of a hassle than she agonized over! They’re thrilled that their daughter’s interested in bringing a new addition to the family. And hopefully, their other Family.

All in all, Taylor is a sweet friend, if she’s not anxious about introducing you to her bio family and her cult family. She would very much benefit from someone who’s calm and easygoing, and willing to listen to and help her work through her struggles. Oh, and someone who has a strong stomach — being able to stomach gore is a must for her family.

[chriscdcase95]

My crossover prompt of the week. (Not that I have an actual fic in mind with this concept, but my mind likes to go places)

So I’m re-watching Sunny Family Cult, and it was pointed out on a Dead Meat Kill Count video how Taylor’s actress, Trew Mullen, resembles a combination of Megan Fox and Amanda Seyfried. 

Now that I see it, I can’t unee it.

With this in mind; imagine a crossover AU of Sunny Family Cult and Jennifer’s Body. 

Taylor’s character, and her arc remains otherwise the same...except this time she is a Needifer child. Obviously, there would have to be an age/timeline adjustment (I’m one of those writers who really does the math on these kind of things. Other than that, she’s still this dark messianic figure of prophecy, still raised and groomed into a murder cult. 

And is targeted by Roger for the same reasons.  The only major difference is that she is Jennifer and Needy’s daughter, and would either be part or full succubus. This Taylor’s still conflicted about her place and destiny in all this (in part of her succubus side).

The reason this isn’t much of a plot bunny for me is because I can’t think that much on what their dynamic is. Maybe this Taylor is kidnapped by the cult at a young age ? Maybe Needifier is on and off in raising her, and are estranged for other reason; only it’s only in the present day they become more part of her life.

I can’t think of much as far as parenting headcanons go, but one thing I can see is that Jennifer and Needy would have the Fun Parent, Responsible Parent dynamic, although between the two, Needy is the more murderously protective (Needy: “The worst Jennifer will do is kill ya. Me ? I get creative.”) 

While Jennifer’s personality otherwise remains the same, her more motherly slide slips through the cracks only every now and then. This is Jennifer Check we’re talking about. One thing I can see is Jennifer noticing how close Taylor and Jaina are, as “friends” and tease her relentlessly over it, while trying to help her out of the closet.

Like I said, I don’t have that much to think off for a story, just these different ideas.

[happy24-7]

Here’s what I just spent the last few hours on. When you watch a show about a cult, your art gets dark really quick.

[worldpromiseda]

open !

‘‘the world owes me a debt and i’ve come to collect.’‘

[doodleferp]

Avengers: Endgame but the Avengers Army is the Crypt Monster Universe

[taylor-sunny-family]

A few things that I changed in Taylor's cannon

I've aged her up to 18.

I'm tempted to have her not kill Robert and/or take the book with her, but I'm still flip-flopping on this.

She's getting an MK AU, although I think a krossover can work.

[fxntasmagoriaarchived]

muses i kinda wanna add back one day

Degrassi: Eli Goldsworthy

Scream TV Series: Kieran Wilcox

Fright Night 2011: Jerry Dandridge

The Clique: Massie Block

Sunny Family Cult: Taylor 

New Muses i kinda wanna add 

Criminal Minds: Either Lucy or JJ

Baby Driver: Buddy

Underworld: Lucian

[werezmastarbucks]

Whitmore Guy and the eternal studs

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

word count: 3158

warnings: language

As summer exams were approaching, the pressure on the students of Whitmore grew immensely. And Y/N was the one who felt it clearest of all. Each student, whether depressed, or just stressed, felt only their own weight pulling them down. Y/N had to be the anchor for all of them at once.

In the incredible fuss of early June she didn’t notice that a bunch of young people were very behind in their studies. When she finished filing out all of their graduate papers and closing documents for their rented apartments, she realized at least twenty people from the whole Whitmore did not show up for their preliminary sessions in the end of May. Three of them were missing, and the police already knew about it. A week later, after Damon had finally submitted the heads to the Mystic Falls sheriff, their identities were confirmed, and the college had a big wake for them. Their names were Sheila Bent, Christopher Harris and Taylor Whitaker. Y/N remembered them from her everyday work, and they weren’t unusual; all three, like the rest of the bodies dragged to Damon’s lawn, were Mystic Falls residents. Rebekah left the town for some time, led away by Klaus. Of course, her brother was defensive of her, aggressive, even, however, the pressure of the surviving town, the main core specifically, made it uneasy for him. Y/N was honestly baffled by how him being in love with Caroline changed his attitude. How easy it is to break you, and to manipulate you, when you’re into somebody. And how nasty it is, when this somebody is not entirely on your side.

The rest of the students, who were now in the danger of getting kicked from the college, swarmed her office for the whole first half of June; pleading, begging, crying hysterically, and throwing tantrums. Yesterdays’ mature young people transformed in an almost inexplicable way. There were some athletes among them; there was a brilliant science student Alana May, whom Y/N always liked for her reasonable attitude. All of them changed into these whining kids who did not know what to do now, that they spent half a month somewhere, and couldn’t cope with their deadlines. The situation got thousand times weirder after Y/N found that they all said one and the same thing when asked what the hell they’d been doing.

They said, we were having a party. Fifteen people from different faculties, studying different things, who have never been seen before, of different age and interests, were all having party for at least two weeks, all together.

It was Damon’s birthday, and he could not wish for anything better than investigating the college drama. Although, Y/N did not call it a drama specifically; she said it was more of a sinister mystery. Damon strongly advised her not to contact the failing students again before he gets his head in. When people go missing and then return, having completely changed their behavior, there can only be one explanation, that is – in his world. They’ve been turned.

“Ah-what?!” she yelled.

“When did they come in?” Damon asked knowingly.

“All at a different time – but in the working hours. Which are during the day”.

“Did you look for the lapis lazuli?”

“No, I did not. I’ve been more busy trying to calm down four people at a time. I don’t even have lunch these days, I have so much work”.

“God, the IT guy must miss you”.

Y/N snorted bitterly.

“Joke’s on you, Damon. He brings me coffee every morning”.

“Ew. Anyway, try something if you see any them. I’ll be there by three. Gather them all in one room and I’ll stake them”.

She pressed her fingers between her eyebrows, trying to pull the migraine out. How is she not screaming at him yet.

“You’re not going to come to Whitmore and stake fifteen people who you think are vampires”.

“I’m pretty damn sure gonna. I have a lot of things to do today”.

“Like what? Buy yourself a cake?”

Damon gasped on the other side of the line.

“What? You’re not getting me cake?”

Of course not, she thought. Cakes are traditionally on Caroline.

“Damon, you gotta have at least a picture of a plan before we do it. It’s your faint assumption. Maybe it’s something worse. Or something else. Maybe they joined a cult or something. Maybe they’ve turned into very normal human terrorists”.

“Good thinking, Y/N. Get them all together. By three”.

“Don’t you think it would make more sense to first talk to one of them if you want to check?”

Damon was silent for a moment.

“Yeah, good idea”.

He hung up.

She thought, standing by the window, as she looked out on the parking lot and the football field behind it. Why would Rebekah turn all these people? Was she bitten by the same family craving bug as Klaus once was? In what world all this turning, heads ripping stuff made any sense to her? The summer solstice was getting dangerously close, and Y/N had a bad feeling. There was always a massacre timed to a big cosmic or festive event in this god forsaken town. Every Founder’s Day – someone tries to butcher half of population. And she didn’t even want to remember the Halloween party back in 2009. Or the Perseids night four years ago. Some freak put a bunch of people inside of trees everywhere in the park using magic. They never caught him, of course… those were the weird times, when they failed, once and again, to prevent tragedies. Then it just ended. There were couple of strange cases in Mystic Falls, never solved. The greatest regret of the former sheriff Liz Forbs, before she died, was never solving the case of who killed her father and grandmother.

Thank God she didn’t live to see what happened to Matt.

Y/N decided to find and secure Alana May when Damon comes. She liked her the best, and she had a great hope to save her, if anything as horrible happened to her.

Y/N closed her laptop and left her office, walking to the teacher’s room to see Alaric and involve him a bit. His life has been getting far too boring lately.

She also discovered Mal together with him. The Occult Professor was sitting in his chair, looking into his computer intensely, and Mal clearly did not read the signs of his body – or didn’t want to. Standing right behind his shoulder, he pushed Ric’s back with his stomach, and spoke straight into the poor man’s ear.

“Huh, and then she was like, I don’t really believe that you’re already closing to thirty. I was like, ma’am, just because I’m clean shaven, like any other civilized individual… I mean, you know, not to say anything about your majestic beard, Ric, but I’ve never been able to grow anything like that. There are some people, you know…”

All the while his fingers were working on the keyboard disconnected from his brain completely. Ric’s face expressed misery, and Y/N chuckled, watching them, as she sat down behind someone’s unoccupied desk.

“Hey”, Mal smiled, looking at her briefly.

“Y/N”, Alaric stood up with a swing, almost hitting Mal in the face with his elbow. “I was just thinking about you. I need to talk to you. Can we…”

Mal looked up at them curiously, and a sly smile curled his lips. Half of the time he was pissing Saltzman just for the sake of it.

“Yeah, same”, Y/N gestured, inviting him to leave the room since Mal was working. Together, they stepped out into the corridor, which was sunny, smelled of summer, and stood half empty as it was morning.

“Heavenly God”, the man puffed, looking her in the eyes, “how do you stand that person?”

She was still giggling.

“Serious stuff, Ric. You remember I complained to you about those students who chucked on their studies and were running around on fire?”

A line lay between his eyebrows.

“Uh-huh”.

“Damon thinks they’ve been turned. It’s a bit soon to tell, but when I think about it, it makes sense. They all became like one: impatient, nervous, and very short-tempered. There haven’t been any killings yet… that I know of”.

She looked at him with a question. Saltzman shook his head.

“That’s a morbid picture, if he’s right. You think they’re connected with that massacre at the Salvatore mansion?”

“We don’t know if they are vampires yet. Let’see first. He’s coming over today at three”.

Ric put his palm on Y/N’s shoulder.

“Shall we give him his present then?”

The door opened, and Mal walked into them.

“Aw, my bad. The room’s free, if you want it. Y/N, you wanna grab a beer after work?”

“Not today, Mal”, Y/N watched him tilt his head musingly. “We got uh- a thing to do”.

“Oh, the hybristophiliac police gathering. Got it”.

He looked hurt though. Y/N understood very well what he felt at that moment. There they stood, two very different people, part of her outer world, and part of her inner dimension. Ever since Mal came round, the prose of her life became even more boring. Mal was like leaving your house on a fresh morning. You don’t really wanna do that shit anymore. You want to make lava lamps in his basement, listen to his favorite music, and watch Dr Pepper cans fall out of their slots.

“Not really, it’s…”

Ric was watching them both with mist in his eyes.

“Anyway, let’s do it tomorrow”.

“Whatever. Not like I wanted to tell you something super important. It’ll wait”, he smiled and waved them with his quick ringed hand.

“I’ll go get Alana”, Ric put his hands in the pockets of his jacket. “And you watch out for the rest of them”.

“Uh-huh”, Y/N said, still watching Mal walk away. Cindy/Sandy caught her eye. As he walked past her, the girl followed him with a glance, too, and then turned and looked directly at Y/N. Something was off about that look, more than just a “woah, we’re checking out the same guy”. Y/N brushed it off. Not now. Not fucking now.

“Alright, I’ll get her into your office by three”.

“Call me if something happens”.

All those phrases were rehearsed and vocalized hundreds of times. All that routine was suffocating. Y/N walked back to her place thinking about Cindy/Sandy. Maybe she should check her name after all, to finally memorize it.

Damon was there by two-fifty. At three straight, there was a knock at her door, and Alana, led by Alaric, came into her office. Damon’s eyes were highlighted by the sunlight penetrating through the windows like juice. All pale, with bright turquoise, focused and a bit frustrated already, he moved towards the girl without a word.

Alana didn’t have time to react. The vampire took her by the shoulder, as Alaric snapped the door closed, and looked at her like a doctor with at least a century experience.

Only, Salvatore gaze wasn’t caring or curious. It was examining the depths of Alana’s majestic dark brown eyes with cold concentration, and his hard hand never left the girl’s shoulder. Y/N stood next to her, a kind of a maternal instinct rising in her, to protect her from… whatever.

“What are you now?” Damon asked quietly. Alana was looking at him with confusion on her beautiful face. She eyed the man almost angrily, and then replied,

“I’m Alana. Who are you?”

She looked at Y/N for assistance.

“What’s going on?”

“Look at me”, Damon ordered quietly, but with great significance. Y/N got a glimpse of what attracted her to this individual long time ago; he was a very obvious alpha. He was also extremely irritated all the time, which somehow added to his charm. Maybe she just liked the mean type.

Alana stared at Damon, looking all the more lost, and suddenly he straightened up, his face going a dead mask, jaws clenched.

“She’s been turned”.

“What?” Y/N barked, leaning to the student. Alana was turning her head absently at this point, trying to gain someone’s attention, but afraid to stand up as Damon was towering over her.

“Who turned you?” Y/N asked. Alana looked at her, and her eyes went blank.

“What do you mean? What the fuck is going on here?”

Heating up, the girl tried to get up, but Damon pushed her back down roughly. Y/N took him by the shoulder, and he didn’t fail to catch her hand in his inescapable clutch.

“Look”.

He bared his teeth like a tiger yawning, and bit her wrist in a flash, so fast, Y/N couldn’t feel pain at first. She only felt stinging when the first thick, dark drops of blood started to fill on her skin. She could yell at him later, and roll her eyes, too. She looked down at Alana, whose gaze was now focused on her completely. Suddenly, the girl’s face grimaced in pain, and she pushed herself deeper into the armchair, crying out,

“I can’t! Please”, her mouth opened in horror, long fangs growing out of her gums; a familiar black web of swollen veins evened out under her eyes, but she looked at Y/N.

“Your blood, I can’t take it, I can’t…”

But her thirst was stronger. Shaking and convulsing, Alana jumped out, throwing herself over the armchair, just as Damon wrapped his arms around Y/N. It was all too fast, at the vampire speed which always made everything look like changing pictures. Alana threw herself back, right onto another human: Alaric. He was a bad victim, all with instincts and ready hands that never failed him. Y/N bumped into her desk, moved it with her body, pushed away by Salvatore. Damon wanted to step forward to Alana and pushed away the armchair she’d been sitting in, so hard that it collapsed into the bookcase, breaking the glass and scattering the pieces of it. Alaric was pinned to the door, head tilted down, and Alana was immediately pushed to him. She gave out a groan, all too familiar, for Y/N not to understand.

She balanced herself back to her feet, but it was already too late. Salvatore took the student’s body away from Ric, and, having checked that she was dead, took the stake out.

“Good reflexes”, he nodded, carefully placing Alana on the floor.

“Not her”, Y/N moaned. It was her mistake. She chose her to bring here, to Damon. This death was on her.

Y/N ran her fingers through her hair, thinking. She looked at her bookcase and the glass on the floor. Oh how she could’ve used that beer after work.

“God fucking dammit”, she uttered, taking the armchair and pushing it further, to the window.

“How many are there left?” Damon asked. Y/N thought about them with horror. Right now, there’s a group of young vampires, high on thirst and anxiety, getting their blood devil knew where, scattered around the campus. One of them could be flirting with Mal.

“So, we’re not gonna talk about it?” Alaric walked towards the body and then looked at Y/N. “A newly turned vampire, that’s unable to withstand the call of blood, manages to avoid biting you, because, apparently she’s been compelled. If that’s still Rebekah, then I’m completely confused”.

Damon turned to her and gave her the longest look. Y/N felt like the vampire was staring right into her, down to her every little bone, and a nasty feeling crawled into her brain. There was something to do with her. There was a thought, in the back of her mind, almost on the brink of subconscious, that she pushed away and couldn’t reach anymore. The only sensation left was guilt. Why did she feel guilty, like she was hiding something? Why was Damon staring at her like that? He was the third already, that day.

She was walking across the football field. Thank God they didn’t make her run around the campus and look for the remaining fourteen failing students. She was swinging Alana’s keys between her fingers, looking for her car on the other side of the road. She failed to find it in the parking lot and decided to check in the street. It was a normal thing now, deaths. People died pretty often in Mystic Falls and its suburbia. Weird things, awful things happened there. They knew about it even back in Seattle. So, technically, if you come to study or live here, you claim that you’re ready to take the risks. It just bothered Y/N that deaths didn’t bother her anymore. How much does it take off a person to become jaded? It certainly wasn’t that much for her, and yet, she was calm. She’s just seen one of the best Whitmore students die pointlessly; out of Alaric’s paranoid stake throwing. And all she felt was frustration. The new knot to untie, the whole new bunch of threads to pull on. And what if someone really important gets in the way?

She finally found it, a dark blue Honda. Y/N took it back to the campus, circling the building and stopping it at the back entrance. Damon came out with the body and put it in the trunk.

“Tha-ank you”, he clicked his tongue, taking the keys from her. Ric appeared next to him and looked at Y/N with the same silent question.

“You know, if they all were compelled not to feed on you, you’re going to lure them all by yourself”.

“I won’t be luring anyone”, Y/N protested, “we don’t have to kill them. I’m sick of this… favoritism. Either kill all new vampires, or save them all. Imagine it was Bonnie, who’s been turned yesterday. You wouldn’t have staked her”.

Damon puffed.

“Oh, sweet lord. Don’t tell her that. The idea of being a vampire makes her go suicidal this quick”, he snapped his fingers and got into the car.

“Damon’s going to take care of little Alana” he announced, letting down the window, “and you find the rest of their bunch and assess them”.

Ric’s phone rang. He answered it quickly, lifting his palm as if to say, wait a second. Then he looked at them both:

“Caroline’s asking if we’re still up for tonight, at the Grill”.

“Are we really doing the party?” Y/N inquired, morosely.

Damon hummed like he did when a very bad, murderous idea came to him.

“Make it Craze. And Y/N, let everybody know that there’s a lit party tonight. It’s going to be totally sick or whatever you kids say. Let them all come”, he winked, and started the engine.

“That would be dangerous”, Ric tried to reason with him.

“Young vampires won’t be able to resist an opportunity to party”, Y/N thought out loud. “Loud music, lots of hot blood, and excitement”.

“And piles of dead bodies”, Saltzman noted, watching as Alana’s car sped away from the campus.

[violentscul]

             ᴛʜᴇʏ, ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ‘ᴛʜᴇʏ’ ᴀʀᴇ         ꜱᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴠᴇ               ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴠᴇʀꜱᴜꜱ ɴᴜʀᴛᴜʀᴇ          ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ? indie | sunny family cult | taylor smith adored by britt | heavily head canon based             ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ       ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪꜱ ꜰɪʀᴇ          ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴘᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ             ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʙᴜʀɴ?

[shotgunscn]

ITS BEEN DECIDED: I'll be giving Taylor Smith of the crypt tv YouTube series : sunny family cult her own blog 🤣 can't wait to develop her and bring her to life !! Off to craft the new blog alfnslfnd

[cryptmonsteruniverseimagines]

Crypt Monster Universe “Fuck” Meme

Regularly says “fuck”

Soot

The Brute

Cheshire

The Mordeo

Telos

Taylor

Has sworn off saying “fuck”, but has said it at some point

Dream Screecher

Mira Mira

Geppeto (Crypt Fables)

Roger (Sunny Family Cult)

Rapunzel (Crypt Fables)

Has not said “fuck” before, but can do so if desired

Aponi

The Look-See

The Mordeo Queen

Shelley

The Thing in The Apartment

The Reek

Has not said “fuck” before, and refuses to say it

The Birch

The Ice Cream Man

Terra

Morgu

The Kinderfänger

Walter

Legally cannot say “fuck”

Silas/Pinocchio

Anthony Kane (My First Day)

Estelle Adelle

Scamp

[hybreed12479]

I was watching a related to Crypt TV and now all I want is a Sunny Family Cult series that is Taylor x reader.

I think I’m too high on this right now, I’ll check back in later to see if this has changed.