#teehee little ghost puppy

[anonymous-ampersand]

you KICK the cujo? you kick the cujo like the football??

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(incredibly quick puppy cujo :] he is a bullmastiff puppy btw)

[lesbian-for-arthur-morgan]

Watching Horror Movies Together

Super Short Headcanons || Modern Au

Genre: Fluff Featuring: Arthur, John, Dutch, Javier, Charles, Sean, and Sadie Warnings: None - super casual writing

AN: I know no one requested this but I was on a horror binge last night and couldn't stop thinking about how these guys would act during a scary movie marathon so I wrote a quick thing in my notes app to post teehee~ ---> Requests are open! Check out guidelines if you have questions

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Arthur Morgan:

Is not scared at all - literally impossible to scare.

Thinks horror movies are predictable and kind of boring.

However, God forbid a dog dies in the movie because he will get up and turn it off and say that the writers went too far.

Grumbles and groans on movie nights where you choose a horror movie, but will always wrap an arm around you and insist of sharing a blanket because he just likes spending time with you and being able to hold you close.

Will tease you for your bad taste in movies but secretly loves watching them with you and finds himself getting sucked into them every now and then.

John Marston:

Is on the edge of his seat the whole time.

Claims he's watching them because he thinks they're funny, but actually really enjoys trying to figure out who the killer is and who's going to die when and where.

Jumps at every jump scare but acts like he didn't.

He needs to watch a Disney movie afterwards so he doesn't have nightmares. Will say it's for your sake and not his, though.

Man acts all big and bad, but once the music starts to get intense and there's a long hallway on the screen he is looking everywhere but at the TV so he isn't jumpscared again.

Dutch Van Der Linde:

Probably taking notes during psychological horror movies on how to be manipulative.

Says the killer is misunderstood or that their tragic backstory makes the killing justified.

He will eat all the popcorn and then get upset when it's all gone. Cue the puppy eyes while he's begging you to go make more.

Spends a good forty-five minutes talking about how you and him would survive the movie because y'all are so much smarter than the main characters and would make it out of there.

Genuinely believes he's invincible and could survive any scenario.

Javier Escuella:

HATES horror movies because they genuinely scare him.

Well, he can handle slashers but he hates paranormal movies since he believes in ghosts 100% no questions asked.

Loves making a snack buffet for the movie - popcorn, candy, cookies, sodas, fries, and the works.

Encourages you to cuddle into him and hold him whenever you get too scared since he's so big and brave.

Will end up being the one hiding his face in your shoulder and holding you like a teddy bear because he got freaked out.

Charles Smith:

Loves to analyze horror movies in -like- an artistic way.

His favorite types are historical horrors because so much thought goes into them.

He will watch silly horror with you, though, like Scream and Tucker and Dale vs. Evil, but will spend the whole movie making fun of you. Lightheartedly, of course, he's saying that those aren't real scary movies and that you're kind of a wuss.

The entire movie his arm is wrapped around you and pressing you deep into his side so that you can cuddle and be warm. It's a little too comfortable though and you end up falling asleep there more often than not.

Loves it when you do that, it makes him feel all soft and warm on the inside.

Sean MacGuire:

Makes jokes the entire time.

Literally has something to say every 2 minutes that has the both of you laughing instead of being scared.

Honestly, it's the only way he can get through the whole movie.

If you start getting sucked into the movie and he's too nervous to fully focus on the screen, he will start throwing popcorn at you to get your attention.

Halfway through the movie he will make you pause it so that he can have a mental break from all the scary stuff and gore. Totally turns into a make-out session and the movie is long forgotten.

Sadie Adler:

Absolutely nothing fazes her, she LOVES scary movies.

She knows all the behind-the-scenes info about every movie you watch too because she deep dives into interviews and essays after watching them the first time.

Her eyes are glued to the screen but will have you lay your head in her lap so she can run her fingers through your hair to soothe you when you get scared.

Makes fun of you when you react at a jump scare. When you look up at her with a frown, she'll press kisses all over your face until you can't help but smile.

She loves that she can make you feel comforted and safe when you're scared, secretly loves it even more when you try to go to bed after the movie and you're clinging to her like a koala because you're still a little spooked by the film.

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I know summer isn't even close to over yet, but I am so excited for Halloween this year, so here's a little Halloween in July (think like that Gravity Falls episode)

Hope you enjoyed <3

[forlorn-crows]

Also here's one that's definitely smut because I'm me teehee

Lemme get a transmasc Aether closet quickie. He needs his dick sucked like NOW. Partner of choice, but Aether's gotta lick his own cum off their chin I'm pretty sure. :3

miasma has me in a chokehold, i just want everyone to know

aether/swiss depravity below

Aether’s hard. Has been for the last 30 minutes, no thanks to Swiss’ hand dragging up and down his inner thigh. 

Teasing. 

Caressing. 

Dastardly suggestive in the middle of midnight mass. 

It’s pathetic, really, how worked up Aether is now just from the multi ghoul’s ghosting of a hand. He can feel a wet patch daring to soak through his underwear, his clit throbbing against the seam of his uniform pants. But he keeps any other reactions invisible, trapped beneath a disinterested facade. 

Swiss’ fingers graze close enough to feel that heat radiating off of his sex through the fabric. Aether sees him smirk out of the corner of his eye, and Swiss gives his thigh a squeeze, moving back down his leg with the newfound information.

Aether keeps his flat affect. Ignores him vehemently. He will not give Swiss the satisfaction of seeing him break—though it's hard when his hand is right there—and with the damned scents of Swiss’ own arousal, mulled wine and mint, creeping under his nostrils. 

The quintessence ghoul tunes in instead to Copia’s droning voice, surprisingly commanding during sermons. It provides just enough distraction to get him through to the end, rising casually but quickly as mass comes to a close. Swiss’ hand slips off his thigh, fingers tightening too late. 

Aether moves silently through the throng of siblings and ghouls, Swiss trailing after him not unlike a lost puppy. He walks casually down the corridor, but briskly enough that Swiss easily falls behind. He calls out for him just as Aether spots an all-too familiar doorway inset in the wall just up ahead. Perfect. 

Aether slows his pace, Swiss’ footfalls closing in. “Hey big guy,” he purrs, slinking up against the quintessence ghoul’s back. Aether lets him press close, hands running over his shoulders and ghosting over his ribs. Just as he moves to wrap his arms around his waist, Aether grabs him and pulls him into the alcove and into the supply closet nestled within it. 

“Eager, are we?” Swiss laughs as Aether closes the door. The closet is barely big enough for the two of them, but he doesn’t need much room for their unholy exchange.

Aether grabs him by the shirt, pulling him close. He stops just before Swiss can latch onto his mouth, earning a choked-off sound from the multi-ghoul. He pants against Aether’s upturned mouth, doing nothing to hide the mischievous glint in his eye, licking across a fang like he’s eyeing up a tasty meal. Aether smirks and stares at Swiss’ mouth, teasing. Moving a hairsbreadth closer. 

“Suck it,” Aether whispers before promptly shoving Swiss to his knees and pressing his face to the fly of his pants.

“Oh fuck,” he gasps, already mouthing at the fabric. He fumbles over the button and zipper, like his hands can’t move fast enough. After another moment of struggle, he’s tugging Aether’s pants and boxer-briefs down to his ankles and pressing his cheek against the crease of his hip. 

Aether’s clit stands fat and hard between his folds, shiny with slick. “Got you worked up good, didn’t I?” Swiss teases as he runs a finger down its length. 

“Yes,” Aether hisses. “Now do something about it.”

“My pleasure.” Swiss noses into the little curls on Aether’s pubic mound before running the tip of his tongue over his clit. Aether sighs above him, carding his hand into Swiss’ hair. He presses lightly—a suggestion more than a demand. Swiss opens up anyway, sealing his lips over it and pushing back the plump hood with his tongue. He sucks on the velvety shaft underneath, slicking it up further with his own saliva. 

“Yeah, make it sloppy,” Aether breathes. He cants his hips against Swiss’ face, coating his chin with slick in the process. It rips a groan from Swiss’ throat, fingers dimpling the skin on the quintessence ghoul’s thighs. 

“Fuck, Aethe, so fucking wet,” Swiss whines, almost reverent. He swirls his tongue around his clit, sucking with varying pressure and intensity. He runs his hands along Aether’s inner thighs, the same as he had in the pews. Teasing. Caressing. More daring now that they’re alone. 

“Use ‘em, don’t be a tease,” Aether groans. He reaches down to grab Swiss’ wrist, pulling his hand up towards his cunt and guiding his fingers between his folds to rest against his entrance. 

Swiss can only moan in response, immediately sinking two fingers inside as he sucks hard. 

“Shit, yeah, that’s a good lad,” Aether gasps, rocking into his hand. Swiss pets inside him, crooking his fingers just enough to make him keen. His tongue works over his dick, teasing the tip in and out of the hood and laving against the underside, pressing the fat flesh to the roof of his mouth. He’s messy with it, as promised, lewd wet sounds mingling with Aether’s gasps and groans. 

It’s quickly overwhelming, rapidly stoking the fire in his gut and drawing him to the edge. Goddamn that multi ghoul and his talented fingers and his stupid, sinful mouth. 

Aether’s head thumps against the closet wall as he grips hard at Swiss’ hair. He moans, low and rumbly against Aether’s cunt, and that’s all it takes before Aether’s whispering: “Gonna cum, fuck Swiss, make me, make me—”

Swiss drinks him down, sinking a third finger into his wet heat and teasing the head of his clit while he seals his lips over it. Aether nearly sinks to his knees, curling in on himself as he cums with a low groan. His free arm shoots out to grab onto the rickety metal shelf for stability as he spasms against Swiss, thighs shaking and cunt drooling past his fingers and into his palm. Swiss groans at the way he clenches around his fingers, how his clit throbs in his mouth. He’d pause this moment if he could, living in it for the rest of the day, but soon Aether’s gasping and twitching from overstimulation, pulling Swiss’ head away. 

“Fuck,” Aether laughs, shaking his head. “Look at the things you do to me.”

Swiss stands, pressing up against the quintessence ghoul’s torso. Aether can feel how hard he is against his thigh. “See for yourself,” he says huskily, holding up his now slick coated hand in front of Aether’s face. He hums, fully intending to pull Swiss’ fingers into his mouth one by one, sucking off his own slick. But Swiss pulls it away. “Ah ah, that’s mine. You can have what’s on my face,” he says sinfully. 

Aether pulls him into a heated kiss and laps at his mouth eagerly, already reaching down towards Swiss’ zipper.

[dum-vivere-vinum-rubrum]

HALLOWEEN ANTICIPATION GOES BRRRRRRRR

aha anyway there you go @iamheretodomythingrip eheh the sillies

so, we have:

-Cathy who was lazy and made the traditionnal ghost cliché BUT Anne follows her and do pranks on people when she's bored/when Cathy's bored/when someone is being a fucker

-Lina who got wild and cosplayed Himiko Toga (Anne did her buns) (she was uncomfortable bc Lina was jumping everywhere) and she started to flirt with herself (no comments)

-Jane, who tried to match with Cathy and tried to make a ghost version of Alexander Hamilton (i didn't really know what to do to make her look like a ghost sry)

-Anna who just put a dog onesie (she sometimes barks at people like a fucking bear) (just bc she wants to jumpscare people) (and Kat find her adorable and will call her "puppy"/"pup" because of that)

-Kat, the final one, she dressed all in yellow and said "I'm a lemon". She got lemon juice on her (no one knows where tf she put them) and her shirt says "Lemon Tree" (like the song teehee). She also prepared for this special occasion tons of puns related to lemons, like "Don't be BITTER" or "My back is really SOUR" before cackling with Anna.

and here is a little anne bonus bc funsies