#[ 🎸 anon ]

[princessbrunette]

what habits do you think the boys have developed since they met reader??

- 🎸

rafe: speaking slower / more patience / less yelling. he’s an obsessive lover, and yeah — he still has a very quick temper and he talks to u crazy sometimes but above everything he refuses to lose you. so if he feels himself getting mad at you, he’ll ball up his fists and close his eyes and take a deep breath before talking slower and calmer !!

jj: i hate to say it guys but better self care. like he actually showers every day now can i get an amen ….. its also because he loooves showering with you, or showering at your house with all your stuff, especially cos he gets to walk around in a towel which inevitably leads to sex <3

pope: very in tune with your interests so now whenever he goes to the store and he sees something that you’d like he doesn’t even think, just picks it up like a habit. you’ve got over 50 bookmarks from him at this point because he knows you like reading and it’s literally habit for him to buy u them atp

john b: checking his closet to see if you’re in there. you get overwhelmed and upset sometimes esp after you’ve had a fight — and if the chateau is too quiet he knows you’re likely to be in a closet somewhere decompressing, sat on the floor. he used to freak out at first, calling your name wondering if you’ve run off, but now it’s like a sixth sense and he just knows if you’re in there, walking over and sliding the door open. “you good, pup?”

[starkeyisthelastname]

step-dad!rafe is soo 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤😵‍💫😵‍💫

-🎸

hehe 🤭 I envision step-dad!rafe as him in season 3 with that buzzcut, wearing those expensive button-downs and khakis. He is all about making money. He’s still an arrogant asshole.

He also loves to spoil you, especially when he overhears all things you want (purses, shoes, anything pink) as you talk to you're friends about it. He even started making you work for it (or at least with his cock anyway 😜)

The pretty white box was placed perfectly on your bed that read Dior. Opening the surprise, you squealed happily as the saddle bag you had been wanting was wrapped neatly in navy paper.

“You like it?” Rafe asked you as jumped on him to give him a hug. “That’s for being such a good little cock-sucking whore for me.” He laughed, rubbing his thumb over your sparkly cheek as you blushed at the naughty name.

[allisluv]

Hii I didn't see it in your guidelines but it might be triggering so I'm so sorry if I did can you Finnick taking care of reader after a suicide attempt?? I'm so so so sorry if I triggered you I really hope I didn't I'm so sorry again.

-🎸

better days are coming.

pairing: finnick odair x fem!victor!reader

summary: after a rough patch, you turn to the unthinkable, but your boyfriend is there to help you through it.

trigger warnings: depression, crying, feelings associated with a failed suicide attempt, mentions of a failed suicide attempt, pre-established relationship, mentions of the hunger games/death, ptsd, nightmares.

authors note: this fic deals with heavy topics and may be triggering to some people so please make sure you are in the right headspace to read this. my inbox is open if you are struggling. there are people that care about you.

word count: 802.

When Finnick asks why you did it, you don't really have an answer for him. Not a solid one, anyway. The truth is, you don't know why you did what you did. Sure, you'd been feeling down since winning The Hunger Games, but according to the other victors in your tiny village on the shore of District Four, it was normal to feel that way. In fact, it was expected.

Mags had once said to you that The Hunger Games changed everyone in some way or another. She had said that nobody came out unscathed. You couldn't have possibly understood what she meant; at the time, you were only fresh out of the arena and the prospect of what was to come was the last thing on your mind.

The first few weeks back home had been easy. You simply woke up, fell back into your usual routine with Finnick, and tried to go back to being normal, blissfully unaware that there would never be a day where you would feel anywhere close to normal again.

Your victory tour was when it began. You had been forced to face the families of the fallen tributes, some of whom had died at your hands. Then the nightmares started, and the insomnia, and the overwhelming fear that you would never feel better again. It started slowly. It crept up on you, like a shadow that grows as the sun comes out from behind the clouds.

So, when Finnick asks why you did it, it's a lie to say you don't know. It would be more fitting to say you just don't know where to start. It's hard to explain how you feel both everything and nothing all at once. It's something that you don't understand yourself, so how on earth is anyone else meant to know what you mean?

You didnt expect to wake up, so when your eyes flutter open and you see Finnick with his head in his hands by your beside, dread floods your veins. You know that Finnick has every right to be angry, but the mere thought makes you want to be sick.

Finnick's sea-green eyes snap up when you toss in the bed. His hand flies out to grip your own, his grasp firm and tight around your fingers, as if he's afraid that you'll slip away if he lets go. "Hi," he whispers, voice hoarse from not speaking for so long.

"Hi," you whisper, rolling onto your side to get a better look at him. There's dark circles under his puffy eyes and his pretty pink lips are tipped down in a frown. A lump starts to form in your throat and it borders on painful as you try to swallow it down. You shift uncomfortably.

Finnick's brows knit together. "Are you in pain? Should I call a doctor?" His voice is soft and gentle, more gentle than you deserve, and that's the final thing to push you over the edge. Tears spill out over your waterline. "Oh, honey," he whispers, climbing onto the double and nestling in beside you. He pulls you into his warm arms and you go willingly, melting into his touch.

"I'm sorry," you murmur, burying your face in his white shirt so you don't have to look at him.

Unfortunately for you, Finnick knows exactly what you're trying to do. He coaxes you to pull away slightly and when you do, he tips your chin up with his pointer finger and thumb, forcing you to look him in the eye. "You don't have to apologise, baby."

"You're not mad?"

Finnick sighs. "I'm not gonna sit here and say that I'm thrilled you tried to kill yourself. I'm mad at the situation but I'm not mad at you, baby. I just-" he blows air out through his lips. " Why didn't you talk to me?"

This time when you try shrink away from his gaze, he lets you. Your response comes muffled into the fabric of his t-shirt. "I don't know. I-- I wasn't thinking. I mean, I was, I knew what I was doing, but it was like I was moving on autopilot. It didn't really sink in until after I'd done it. I know I'm not making much sense. I just-- I wanted it to stop."

Finnick kisses the top of your head. "You wanted what to stop, honey?"

"I just wanted everything to stop. I felt so lonely and I..."

Finnick sucks in a breath and unsteadily blows it back out. "Okay." He kisses the top of your head once more and breathes in the smell of your vanilla shampoo. "Okay," he repeats, smoothing his fingers through your hair. "I just... I wish you'd told me, 'cause you're not alone. No matter how alone you feel, I promise you're not alone."

[tsandoll]

bunnyyyyyy i can’t stop thinking about taesan + facesitting 😞😞😞😞Need it so bad

(Can i be 🎸 anon if it’s not taken?)

hi!! yes u can be 🎸 anon!! welcome ✨!

goshh the first thing i thought of when i read this just now is that he would absolutely want to hold eye contact while he's under u. he would love for u to see how much he's communicating with u with his eyes. he also loves for u to put his hands in his hair, he thrives off of it. when u start pulling and tugging at his hair he starts eating u out more eagerly and he pulls u down more into his face like lowkey crush him!! he wants it!!

[castleaudios]

Ranger love children and once Claire and Ranger get together, them, beautiful and Genevieve are on babysitting duty with Isla

(someone pls create a fanfic about this 🙏 I'll pay u)

-🎸

They're already all on babysitting duty XD But Isla has absolutely claimed Ranger as her favorite pack member even if they're not pack yet

[eeeeuuughggg]

the whole confession thing

anon: “ LET ME BE UR FIRST ANON😜 ill be 🎸 but anyways i loved ur larry general headcanons, i would love to see some headcanons of how you think he would confess his feelings, im a sucker for confessions🤭 ”

notes: THANK YEWWW omg i needed something to get me back into writing ur a saviour (i forgot to make it headcanons OOPS)

w/c: 478

warnings: none

You and Larry were sitting outside 7-Eleven, slurpees in hand and your backs uncomfortably pressed against the brick wall. He's listening to you a lot more than he normally seems to be, because it feels like you're the only one that's really talking— and that's unusual. You wanna know why? Larry never shuts up when he's with you.

You turn to look at him, and that makes things a bit weird because he was already looking at you. He turns his head away and you sigh, brows furrowed in confusion. “Are you alright, dude?” There's silence for a second, and then he looks back over at you.

“Yeah, man, 'm good. Jus' chillin.” He hums in reply, trying to play it cool, and failing fucking miserably, which he usually does.

“..Alright, I'm just checking.” You murmur, staring at him for a second longer. Pausing, you add, “You know you can tell me anything, right?” Larry swallows. “Yeah,”

“I've just been thinking, lately. Like, a lot.” Trying to lighten the awkward situation you've gotten yourself into, you smile and poke fun at him. “You don't think a lot, do ya?”

“Shut up, man. I'm serious.” He groans, looking away yet again and down at his drink, focusing on anything but you.

“Do you really mean it, dude? Like, do you mean it when you say I can tell you anything? 'Cause, like, I don't want you to hate me, man. I couldn't handle that shit.”

“I mean it, Larry. Promise.” You're anxious, wondering about what he's going to say. Usually you can guess what's going to happen with him; you practically know him like the back of your hand, he's your best friend, right?

Nothing more, nothing less.. right? Right? Right. You reassure yourself that you're just setting yourself up to be hurt and zone back in just in time to listen to him.

“Look, man,” He turns to you, taking a deep breath before continuing. “I don't wanna ruin our friendship, 'kay? 'Cause you're like, fucking sick, y'know? It's just, like, lately, I feel like I don't want you to be just my friend. Do you know what I mean?”

Before you can answer, he cuts you off. “And if you don't like me like that, then that's totally cool, man, I understand. I just need to tell you how I feel in case you feel the same. I don't want it to be like, 'what could have been?', do you feel me?”

Beginning to start another mini-monologue, you cut him off. “I feel the same way.” Simple and short, and enough to shut Larry up. “You do?” He asks, looking at you almost dumbfounded. “Do you want to, like, do anything with that? It'd be awesome if we could, I dunno, maybe go out sometime. If you're cool with that.”

“I'm cool with that.” You smile.

“Sweet.”

[spirit-lanterns]

So like the Konami code goes “Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right B, A, start.” But like what movement would be B, A, start. Like would B, A but a smack on the right and left butt cheek????

Would “start” be a press on the tail?

I’m probably looking too much into it

-🎸

I’m absolutely losing it over the A and B buttons being Reader’s left ass cheek and Reader’s right ass cheek.

Imagine Ruan Mei cracking the konami code and is like ‘hm, I wonder if I should smack her ass as part of the combination’ and lo and behold, it’s a part of the code 😅

I imagine that the “Start” button would be on Reader’s clit rather than just pushing down on her tail, but yk, that’s certainly one way to get the Bunny working…

[princessbrunette]

i literallyyy check your page everyday, you're so consistent ily

thinking of rafe putting me in a headlock idk with his big biceps then telling me how much of a brat i can be and how he has to put me in check all the time

-🎸

awe thank u !! means a lot 2 me 🩷🩷

n ugh yum. he’d do it so randomly too, in the middle of the living room at tannyhill or at the country club, wrapping his bicep round your neck n lowering himself down to your ear. “shit, never listen do you? you know you’re real lucky you got me around to keep you in check. fuckin’… loose cannon.”

[eddiesghxst]

rafe Cameron girly pop???? 🤨 tell me now??? I have thoughts that need to be released SO MANY THOUGHTS

Cos like me when he yells at me then buys me things cos like he feels bad them gaslight gatekeeps girl bosses me into a enemies to lovers relationship

🎸annon

oh bestie release the thoughts pls i beg of u

the dumbifcation rafe puts his sweet little gf thru god🫠

drags you to one of his meet ups with barry just to yell at you when barry makes a pass at you, because it’s 100% your fault for wearing that tiny little skirt around someone like barry, you’re so fucking stupid

drags you back to the car with a scowl as he huffs and grumbles about how “you did that on fucking purpose.”

doesn’t care what you have to say, just shoves you both in the the backseat and unzips his pants. makes you apologize for being a dumb slut while slobbering and choking on his dick. makes you thank him for allowing you to be his girlfriend because “do you think i like having a slut for a girlfriend? don’t even know why i keep you around when you try and fuck half the town.”

lets you up from his cock for a second just to roll his eyes and shove you back down when you start sputtering out apologies

doesn’t let you up from choking on him until he’s completely satisfied and you’re all docile and compliant

pulls you up and grips your face all firm and steady as he tells you to never try that shit again, then softens up when you nod and huff out a sweet little apology and press into him like you’re seeking safety in him as if he’s not the danger

but it’s okay, because you apologized and rafe loves you so he takes you to the mall just to buy that skimpy ass skirt in 3 other colors <3

so it’s def not the last time u get in trouble for wearing that fucking skirt

[allisluv]

Finnick finding out reader has not slept at all. Like maybe she has insomnia, or just refuses to sleep. When he finds out he's ready to give her a hot shower to relax her, he's giving her one of his shirts bc he knows she feels safe and comfortable in them the most, he takes her into his lap and caresses her temple bc he knows how soothing it is for her and how it makes her sleepy till she's asleep

-🎸

enter sandman.

pairing: finnick odair x fem!reader

content warnings: insomnia, reader can't sleep, illusions to finnick's trauma in the capitol.

word count: 512

It's early in the morning when Finnick takes the train back from the Capitol and slips through the front door of your shared house in Victor's Village. Even just being home has the tension dissipating from his shoulders. He takes his brown sandals off at the door and pads through the house in his bare feet, making a beeline for your bedroom.

Finnick knows you suffer with insomnia, and he wills the hinges not to creak when he pushes down on the handle. He peeks his head through the crack in the door and isn't really surprised when he sees the double doors to the private balcony open and your double bed empty.

He closes the door softly behind him and crosses the room in three quick strides. Out on the balcony, he catches sight of you sitting in the rickety rocking chair. Your hair is wringing wet from what he assumes to be a last-ditch attempt to tire yourself out by swimming in the sea and a blanket is wrapped around your shoulders.

The wooden floorboards creak under his feet, giving his position away. You look up from the book you were reading, and offer him a tiny smile. "You're home," you sigh happily.

"You're still up," Finnick retorts, crossing the balcony and leaning against the wooden banister that provides you with a bit of privacy. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

You lift your shoulders up into a shrug. "Couldn't sleep."

"I know just the thing for that," Finnick offers you his hand. Despite your scepticism, you link your fingers with his. He pulls you up and out of the rocking chair and leads you into the kitchen, where he lifts you onto a marble countertop.

As he rustles around in the overhead cupboards, you ask, "What are you doing, Finn?"

He doesn't bother turning around to look at you as he replies. "I'm making you some chamomile tea and then I'm gonna run you a warm bath with some melatonin salts in it."

"You don't have to do that--"

"I know," Finnick pours boiling hot water from the kettle into a cup and hands you the mug. He presses a kiss to your forehead. "But it's not a matter about having to do it. I want to do it, and there's a difference."

Your heart might just melt in your chest at that. "I love you, Finn."

He smiles. "I know you do. And for what it's worth, I love you, too."

Finnick stays true to his word and runs you a bath, lighting candles and massaging your shampoo and conditioner into your scalp. When your muscles no longer ache, he helps you swing your leg over the side of the bath and lets you towel off while he finds his favourite t-shirt.

He slips it over your head, runs a brush through your hair, and coaxes you into lying down with him. "I love you," he whispers, threading his fingers through your hair and carressing your temple.

Half-asleep, you murmur the words, "I love you," back to him.

[castleaudios]

Ranger is a very crafty person, for all of Diane's birthdays they've most likely made a homemade card with silly crayon doodles and a heart warming message to go with a fresh batch of muffins

-🎸

I absolutely adore this headcanon!!

[ughgoaway]

first anon so I'm a bit nervous 😭, but I've been thinking about this all day

teacher girlie and annie making matty a valentine's day card (or some sort of craft)!! I'm thinking it would be something very cutesy pinterest diy because teacher girlie is a teacher (obviously), and she probably has pinterest boards FULL of cute little holiday crafts she wants to do with the kids!! - 🎸

omg welcome!!! first anon?? please, I am BLESSED! welcome to the chaos that is my blog, I am very happy to have you contributing to it :))))

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now... I'm feeling emo today, and I love a bit of pining SO, I'm thinking pre-dating here. as you said, you're a teacher, so you always do holiday crafts for the kids, and valentines is no different! for today, the kids have a few options, they can make a card, make some paper chain hearts, and they all get a rock that they can make a heart out of their fingerprints on!

(this is the vibe with the rock craft lol)

you have separate Pinterest boards for every holiday, and each one is filled with little activities. (Once you and matty do get together, he does make fun of you slightly for this... but he also has the time of his life when you practice them at home and rope him into it.)

but back to pre-dating time, you are mopey all day. you try to be upbeat for the kids, but it's hard when you're in love with a person who you absolutely can not date, and who has no feelings for you. (or so you think...)

most of the kids are oblivious to your feelings but not Annie, so she ends up dragging you around with her all day and doing the crafts as your co-teacher handles the rest of them. now, she's trying to be thoughtful, which you appreciate endlessly, but it's agony sitting with her all day.

little Annie healy is a carbon copy of her father. the same curly hair, mischievous smile, and cheeky laugh. so instead of distracting you from thinking about matty, it only makes it 100 x worse. especially because she won't stop chattering away about him and telling you about how she's going to give alllll of this to her dad.

you help her with the paper chains first, she folds them up and you glue them together, and she is quite happily nattering away.

"my daddy is going to hang these in the studio i think. he would put them over his bed, but he has too many pictures hanging over it already." she nods assuredly, which only makes you daydream about what mattys bed looks like. (and what he looks like in it)

"oh that's nice! Will your daddy's friends like them too?" it pains you to even talk about Matty today, so you're hoping she'll start talking about the boys and their partners.

"Oh yeah! my auntie charli and uncle George are going to really like them. They're having a posh dinner, not McDonald's or anything!" she then chatters on about the Hann's plans (dropping baby hann of with their mum and going to the cinema) and uncle Ross and his girlfriends valentines day (going to the theatre and then more fancy dinner.)

then, she goes onto matty, "but my daddy doesn't have a girlfriend, so he's not doing anything. but uncle George says he should "get over himself and ask her out" so I think he likes a girllllll" she drops her voice as low as it can go when she imitates George, and giggles when she mentions her dad having a crush.

to say you feel fucking heartbroken is an understatement. she really got your hopes up there by mentioning he was single, only to shoot them back down by saying he has a crush. and you'd swear you could almost see her face if you thought hard enough; young blonde model, 5"10 and 90% legs, wears beautiful clothes and laughs slightly too hard at all of his jokes. and they're both fucking smitten with each other, totally in awe of their collective beauty.

you do the rock craft next, and annie insits that one of the fingerprints is yours, so you do it. but it does feel like a dagger to the chest. Yet, it somehow gets even worse when she demands you sign the card too, "but you helped me miss y/n! you have to put your name too!"

so you scribble down your name with a strained smile and tuck it away in the envelope, trying to not let your soul die in the process.

soon enough, it's pickup time, and annie is the last one. Matty is usually late, but you can't stop thinking of why he's late today. did he ask the girl he likes out? did she say yes? maybe they're planning a date right now. or kissing and being all stupid and happy.

ugh.

but matty rocks up, thankfully alone and with a small gift bag in his hands. probably for his beautiful girlfriend you think briefly, but you manage to plaster on a fake smile and greet him.

"hi matty!" you smile, watching Annie run over and give him a hug.

"oof, hi peanut! you have a good day?" he flicks his eyes up to you and mouths "sorry" he knew he was a few minutes late, but you waved him off and gave him an gentle grin.

"yeah! I made you sooo many things today, daddy. miss y/n helped too!" Annie is scooped up into matty's arms as she chatters away, describing everything she did in detail.

"Right, Munchkin, we've got to go to Uncle Adam's house and get your cousin! his grandma can't look after him anymore, so we're having a sleepover!" Annie squeals quite happily at this information, and you feel like you could too. you highly doubt mattys got a hot date whilst baby sitting two children under 10, so any image of a hot model falling off his arm is wiped from your mind.

"oh here you go by the way y/n, happy valentines" matty says with a smile, handing over the small bag with a nervous grin on his face.

you try to act slightly cooler than you feel when you accept it, and if it was any one else they would see right through you, but matty was so blinded by nerves he didn't notice anything.

"Wow! thank you so much, that's really kind of you. " Your heart is racing in your chest, as is Matty's. if anyone were around you and saw the lovesick look in both your eyes, they would know exactly what you were both thinking. but you were alone, so it stayed unspoken and unnoticed.

matty gives you a shy wave, and walks off with Annie in his arms. leaving you shell-shocked and holding that little bag full of mystery.

[calxia]

I had the most stupid thought. Monopoly with the ghouls... I just know that'd be a disaster. Somebody would be trying to eat the game pieces. Others are fighting over property.. Somebody is just sitting in the corner scared of everything that's happening.

I imagine Copia had put them in timeout many times which did not work and ended up having to ban the game completely because they can't act right

- 🎸 Anon

I very almost added the Monopoly videogame to the 'ghouls and videogames' ask you sent last until I had images of the Nintendo Switch being thrown out of the window when someone gets bancrupted.

The pack has never actually been able to finish a game of Monopoly because it always ends up with someone crying (normally Phantom) and someone in a blind rage flipping the table (Dew.)

The fighting always starts from the second the game box is opened when everyone quarrels over which piece they all want, despite how they always pick the exact same ones every time. Mountain prefers to just watch and mediate any quarrels that break out while Copia acts as the banker because nobody else can be trusted with the fake money.

everything goes smoothly for the first few turns until more and more properties get bought up. the board quickly fills up with bought properties. Sunny somehow always manages to lose all her money which prompts an argument if she gets new notes or if they consider her bankrupt already. The table gets knocked and they have to pick everything up off the floor and try to remember who was where.

Swiss rolls the dice so hard it goes skidding off the table and under the sofa, so they have to pause the game to move it to retrieve it. It's already been an hour and most of them are getting bored. Phantom ended up in jail 2 turns ago and is unable to roll a double so he has to mortgage his properties to pay bail. Cirrus and Cumulus have somehow managed to build houses already which sends Dew into a blind rage when he lands on them.

Copia has had to move the bank to the other side of the room because Rain kept trying to distract him to steal money so he doesn't have to mortgage his properties. Aurora and Phantom quickly get bankrupted when they run out of properties to mortgage. Cirrus now owns half the board.

Swiss has gotten bored by this point and has started flicking houses at Phantom from over the table. He then pulls a card and has to bankrupt because he can't pay his taxes. Only Dew, Aether, Cirrus and Cumulus are still in the game by this point. Dew and Aether have about four properties between them and the rest is owned by the ghoulettes. Most spaces now have hotels on them. Aether loses to Cumulus.

Dew tries to kick Cirrus from under the table but instead boots Phantom in the shins which makes him burst into tears. He gets told off but it only makes him more angry. Aurora and Sunny are trying to stack the unused house pieces as high as possible on the edge of the table.

Dew lands on Cirrus' Boardwalk with a hotel, immediately loses all his money and gets bankrupted. he flips the table in a blind fit of rage and starts screaming at Cirrus. She screams back at him. There are game pieces all over the floor in the living room. Phantom is crying in the corner with Swiss trying to stop him. Aether is trying to calm down Dew while the ghoulettes try to calm Cirrus down. Rain is somehow managing to ignore the chaos while playing Pokemon

Copia bans the game after that. (it's not like they'd have been able to play again anyway given how most of the pieces were now missing)

[rodolfoparras]

I’m gonna suck on Price’s pecs

-🎸 (THE DEMONS ARE TAKING OVER MY THOUGHTS HELP-)

🎸 anonie hello!! It’s been so long sugar!! I hope all is well with you🫶🏻

Don’t tell anyone I said this but old man price whos never had anyone play with his tits and he didn’t mind it much didn’t think he was missing out on a lot and chalked up the whole thing to being a kink that some ppl are interested in

But then he meets you, and you’re constantly making remarks about his body specifically about his tits - lighthearted remarks that have him turning red in the face and squirming in place he’s 64 for gods sake he shouldn’t be reacting like this!

However he cant forget about what you’ve said so much so he thinks about it as you’re trailing kisses all over his chest, he wonders what it would be like to have your lips wrapped around his sensitive numbs what it would feel like to have your calloused fingers leave prints all over him and then all a sudden your teeth accidentally graze sensitive skin and somewhat of a strangled whine escapes his lips.. the rest is history 🧍🏻

[gabessquishytum]

So I think I will turn that 70s music AU into it's own thing, but never fear! I will not leave anyone Goth Dreamless.

So two ideas about Goth Dream. The first one is that he's the local weirdo dad to Orpheus, a bright and friendly student. He's always wearing black on black with nail polish and hair so weird it'd put Robert Smith to shame. But he's known for being one of the kinder, more caring parents. He hand makes special treats for Orpheus's youth league football team. He organizes expansive birthday parties for his son's whole class and don't even get started on their Halloween party. He has the biggest house on the block and turns it into a veritable Halloween amusement park with giant skeletons and an elaborate haunted house. Doesn't help that he has real taxidermied bats hanging from his ceiling. All in all, while he's weird, he's a good father.

Robyn goes to the same school on scholarship and Hob works multiple jobs to keep Robyn in this posh private school. Him and Orpheus became fast friends when Orpheus invited him over while they waited for Hob to get off his second job. Unfortunately they forgot to mention that to Robyn's dad. Which led to Hob frantically calling his son, then showing up to Dream's house furious that Robyn forgot to mention his little excursion to a stranger's house. Fortunately Dream, in his black silk pyjama pants and well-worn and holey Bauhaus shirt, sufficiently charmed Hob enough to invite the two over for dinner. Then when the boys tired themselves out running around the property and fell asleep in Orpheus's room, Hob got to tire himself out on Dream's prick.

The second idea I had when browsing some memes and saw a Goth Girl Simp starter pack which is totally Hob. Not that he simps over Goth guys and gals specifically, just that he has a crush.

Dream is everything he isn't. He's tall, thin, and so fair it's almost like he's a fairy. He's effortlessly cool and mysterious, never deigning to speak more than a few words with most people. He's a regular at Hob's pub but doesn't do more than drink merlot alone in a corner booth. Occasionally he brings a date, but he's seen those relationships come and go. The last girl, Thessaly, got so mad at his lack of attention that she splashed her drink in his face and stormed out. Hob comped her drinks and Dream left shortly after paying for his wine.

Joanna laughs at the whole situation. In her experience, lots of people want a goth partner, but the magic fades when they take off their make-up and walk around and their pillows are stained with black hair dye. Hob is not deterred! He wants that stranger carnally. But how is he going to relate to him? The hardest album he has in his whole flat is a copy of Diva classics covered by some punk band. He didn't spend much time with the punks or metalheads in school and couldn't tell a Christan Death song from Sisters of Mercy. Jo laughs at him the entire way through as she helps him spike his hair and paint his nails.

Then comes show time. Dream comes in every day around 7:30-8. He comes around dressed to the Gothic nines with two glasses of red wine. He had Jo put some Stone Roses on the jukebox. He casually sits in the booth and tells him drinks are free if he cares to give a little of his time. Dream bursts out laughing. That horrid, donkey bray of a laugh deflates Hob's ego terribly. He gets up to leave, but Dream grabs his hand. He's never had someone try so hard to cater to his fashion sense. It's not needed as Dream had a crush on Hob, and well, a full night full of fucking wine drinking wasn't on anyone's to do list before tonight, but Hob can't complain!

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I dearly, dearly love the idea of Hob simping for goth Dream in literally any scenario. It just brings me so much joy. Like, the image of Hob laying on the bed watching as Dream goes through the process of making himself up: litres of white foundation, powder, yards of black eyeliner in complex patterns, shining black lipstick, dozens of items of carefully selected silver jewellery, half a can of hairspray. Hob is obsessed with the entire process. And of course Dream is a lucky bastard who doesn't need to dye his hair, but can you imagine the day he finds his first greys? He's locking himself in the bathroom patching up every single spot of hair that isn't absolutely pitch black. Hob diligently helps and doesn't even complain about the fact that they'll never get the stains off the sink. He assures Dream that no, he won't have to shave it all off like Andrew Eldritch. It's fine, no one will even see which bits are dyed.

And Hob is just as much as a simp on the days where Dream’s hair is sticking out at all angles completely unstyled, and he's still in his pyjamas at 2pm. Hob still takes his job as Goth Boyfriend Appreciator very seriously, thanks very much. Arguably Dream is at his MOST goth when he's wearing Hob’s tracksuit down to the local tesco and having a silent battle with someone's grandmother over the last Danish pastry.

Also!! Goth dad Dream has captured my heart because!!!! Goth baby/child Orpheus!!!! In his little black outfits and spikey hair listening to Siouxsie and the banshees on Dream’s ancient ipod!!!! I am weak for it. And of course he's besties with Robyn, who has inherited his dad's love of Clannad and Fairport Convention. A match made in musical heaven, bless them <3

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Imagine with Bunny!Reader coming into the casino mid hair color change, so like her roots are white but like the rest of her hair is still dark and Stelle genuinely thinking something is wrong with you. Idk she seems like the type not to know that certain types of rabbits fur (hair in Bunny!Readers case) Changes in the winter so they can bend into the snow and hid from predators.

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LMAO Stelle is probably thinking that Bunny Reader is aging too quickly. Since her hair is starting to turn lighter and she seems to be getting sleepier (thanks to the Winter time) Stelle is like “NOOOOO. DON’T DIE (READER)! YOU’RE SO YOUNG!”

Meanwhile Bunny Reader is staring at her with a dumbfounded expression because she thought it was common knowledge that everyone knew that bunnies had winter coats 😭