#(scary but soft gator boi)

[gatorsnapped]

Monty is programmed to understand and be able to use sign language. He can be extremely loud and boisterous, yes, but it was something he requested after an encounter with a kid who absolutely loved Monty Golf but was deaf. Even though Monty is always the tough and gruff alligator, he always wants to make sure the kids have their best times -- and if it means he must get new programming to assist, he will deal with the whole ordeal of an upgrade to accommodate for a kid.

[ihaznoclue]

Can I request headcanons for Security Breach Montgomery Gator, Sun, Moon, and Freddy Fazbear reacting to his shy gn s/o kissing him on the lips in hopes it would make him feel better because he had a bad day please?

Pairings -> Montgomery Gator, Sundrop, Moondrop, Glamrock Freddy x Reader

Warnings -> None

Note -> You kiss them to make them feel better after a bad day

Genre -> Fluff

Montgomery Gator

This gator boy is always having a bad day every time

Like he would be jealous that he wasn't as famous as the bear Freddy

He despisers Freddy of how much famous he is then Monty

But you were there to help

Monty loved to tease you since you were the kind to easily get flustered after his cheesy pick up lines

So you were sent to his room to help him calm down from one of his tantrums that he was pulling in his room

You could hear the crashes and thuds from his room as you stood in front of his door

You knew he wasn't going to hurt you

So you knocked on the door to let Monty know that you were here

The thuds suddenly stopped as you hear stomps coming to the door

The door opened quickly as Monty looked angry but then softened as he saw you

You gave him a small smile as he let you in

You wanted to help him so you gave him some chin scratches which made him grumble as his tail thumped on the floor below

He was adorable when he was relaxed

You were deep in thought as you leaned down to give him a little peak

Which caused him to stop as he looked up at you

You blushed as you were now tackled down by Monty

Looks like you can't escape now-

Sundrop

This poor guy got yelled out for being to loud in the daycare

By a parent (*cough* Karen *cough*)

So he would text you through your Fazwatch for you to come to the daycare as everyone and every kid was gone to go home

You were worried so you sped walked to the daycare

You opened the big doors to get in as you saw Sun nowhere

You called out to him and you heard jiggles from his wrist and leg bells

"Sunshine!" He whined as he looked sad

You were quite upset for him to be yelled at by a parent for being too loud

But at least you were here to help calm him down

Sun hugged you as he ranted about what happened

You gave his back some soft pats as you told him to calm down and that you will talk about it later

But for now you wanted to help him keep his mind of that for now

You pulled him back as you held his face in your hands as you leaned to give him a little kiss

You then smiled as Sun seemed to have cheered up by that one kiss you just did

Seems that Sunny completely forgot what happened earlier as he asks you for another one

Then cuddles later!

Moondrop

A kid got terrified of him for being so scary as he thought everyone loved him

He was gentle and quiet

How can anyone think he was scary, so that kind of lowed his mood

You came around for your night shift as you walked to the daycare to go see Moon

You opened the doors as you called out to Moon who was no where to be seen

You got a bit worried if something happened to him but you hear someone behind you

You yelped a bit as you felt Moon pick you up as he took you up to that one area where no one can reach

He then placed you down as he sat behind you, having his face buried in the back of your neck

He seemed that he was grumbling about something that you couldn't understand until he spoke

"Starlight.. Do you think I'm scary?"

That question set your heart to break as you turned around to look at him

"Now what makes you think that, your sweet, kind, Gentle" You then turned your whole body to face him as you cupped his face

"I would never think your scary Moon"

Then you gave him a little peak as he chuckled lowly

"Thank you starlight"

"How about we have some quiet time as we cuddle?"

"That sounds lovely"

Glamrock Freddy

He would think that he wasn't a good enough singer or something like that

He would doubt himself sometimes I feel like

Not everyone has to be perfect

So Freddy would think down on himself as he looks at himself in the mirror even though everyone likes him as the lead singer

But sometimes he thinks he isn't enough for that role

So you would make him think otherwise

You would try to comfort him as he usually does for you when you get anxious or stressed about something

He would tell you the thoughts he usually has

That causes you to worry if he thinks anything else of himself

So you want to change his mind by giving him some praise on how well he is doing as a singer and how famous he is and that you are his number #1 Support and always will be

His ears would wiggle which means you are getting there

Then you would give him a little nuzzle on the nose then a kiss

You would see his face brighten up as his ear wiggle some more

-A<3

[theninerealmsbakery]

Some cute Syzoth headcanons 🦎

A cuddly boi. Filled with affection that is just waiting to be released. Once he finds the right person to love, they will be smothered in his love.

He's a biter. Both in and out of bed. It's totally affectionate. Sometimes he will just see you and be filled with so much love he just glomps. You're wearing a tank top and exposing your shoulder? Chomp. You're bending over and your ass is in the air? Chomp. You're cuddling with his head on your chest and your boob/pec is right in front of his face? Chomp. He's just a chompy boi.

He likes to 'nest'. While he will sleep in a normal bed, he prefers to build a nest from pillows, cushions and blankets. And if you want to sleep in his nest with him, he will go crazy with happiness.

If he could, he would be naked 24/7. He doesn't really understand humans obsession with covering up (a lesson he learned after he found he could shape shift) , but he will respect it and wears clothes in front of others. But when he's at home, the clothes are gone. He will be delighted if you would indulge him and be nude with him. It also makes it easier to lead to other things 👀

Obsessed with how soft his S/O is. He prefers his mates on the thiccer, chubbier side (a little part of his animal brain telling him they make good mates) so he can cuddle and grab them whenever he sees them. Loves to bury his head in your chest and tummy.

He does the gator rumble when he's happy. It can be pretty scary the first time he does it, especially if you aren't expecting it. But sometimes when he's with you, he gets so happy or excited, he just can't help it. 🐊

His reptile form may be huge and intimidating, but don't be fooled! With you he is basically a big scaly puppy. He will let you pet him and explore him as much as you want, he will literally roll onto his back for you. LOVES it when you brush his scales with a scrubbing brush. He will do happy wiggles when you brush his scales, especially on his back. This leads to lots of rumbles too!

In conclusion, this man has so much love to give, so please give him all that love back!

[pretending-ican-write]

Cowboy Up - Pt. 12

A/N: Apologies for the radio silence for so long but it's been hectic getting my dissertation finished! I only have a few more weeks of assignments left and then uni is done which is very scary. For now enjoy this part! As always let me know if you want to be added to the tag list or send any requests you have for this pairing!

I make no claim that my ranching knowledge is accurate, it's all made up.

Pairing: Ryan (Yellowstone) x Dutton!reader

Previous part - Next part

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The first colours of the day are starting to paint the sky when y/n stepped out of the house, hat securely on her head and cooler full of food for Gator who was waiting for her.  She dropped it next to the stone grill in exchange for two steaming mugs of coffee that she took to the barn where Jimmy was opening up.

When he got to the open door she handed him one of the mugs, “learning to do this shit one-handed is vital to starting the day properly caffeinated.”

The pair worked through tacking up the horses for the day in a comfortable routine that they had perfected over the last few weeks working together.  Despite repeated reminders that it was low man’s job to tack up in the morning, y/n just glared at whoever directed the reminder at her and insisted that it was a ritual she enjoyed.  Besides, anything she could do to help Jimmy pick up ranch skills quicker and avoid ridicule from the hands.

Comanche was the last horse y/n tacked up, always choosing to leave her own horse until the end when she could give him a little bit of extra attention (and her apple core, an important part of his day).  She led him outside of the barn in time to hear Rip calling out the start of the day.  Mourning the fact that she hadn’t had time for a morning cigarette, y/n mounted up to follow the hands out of the gate towards the herd.

-/-/-

A few hours later, the hands were moving all the cattle from their grazing with the help of the helicopter.  Y/n had Comanche positioned at the back of the group with Ryan and Colby to the left of her to keep the herd moving forward.

“I thought you’d be better to deal with once we finally got over 10 years of pining but no turns out you’re just more of a soft fucker,” Colby complained to Ryan.

She laughed at her friend, “not all cowboys are emotionally stunted like you Colby, no need to be jealous I’m sure you’ll find a real girl to love you one day.”

“A real girl?  As opposed to a what girl?”

“A blow up one,” Ryan sighed, “she’s saying you have a sex doll.”

He didn’t get a chance to insult her back as she opted to leave the boys at the back to check in at the front.  She eased to a walk next to Lloyd when Rip rode up to them.

“Y/n you’re in charge of keeping everyone on track,” he directed, “I gotta deal with stragglers.”

She saluted him and shouted after him, “take Jimmy with you!”

“You’ll take all our jobs when we retire, kid,” Lloyd commented.

Y/n laughed, “old man you ain’t ever gonna retire.  I know you’re gonna die on that horse herding cattle.”

She peeled away and returned to the back next to Ryan who smiled softly at her.  Colby gagged at his friends which earned a middle finger from both of them.  Everyone’s eyes snapped to the trees when there was a shout followed by hooves at speed.

“Ryan, Colby go get those cattle back here!” Y/n shouted, “Lloyd help Jimmy with the horse!”

Repositioning her hat to keep the sun out of her eyes, y/n groaned internally as she scanned over the remaining hands to ensure no more cattle would slip through the cracks.  John had spent her whole life preparing Lee to take over the ranch but now that he was gone, it seemed that her father was desperately scrambling.  In her opinion it seemed far too convenient that John had decided to reconcile with Kayce when the ranch needed an heir, overlooking the fact that she’d been part of the operation for 8 years.  She was pretty sure that she could handle the (legitimate) side of the ranch with her eyes closed.

“You looking deep in thought there sweetheart,” Ryan cut through the anger simmering under the surface.

She smiled at him, “just wishing that dad would see I could handle the ranch.  Jimmy alright?”

“Anyone would think that you feel sorry for him,” he joked half-heartedly.

Lucy shrugged, “I do Ry.  I was born doing this and y’all chose it but he didn’t.  Least I can do is hope he adapts quick.”

She watched as the cattle slipped into the rest of the herd, keeping an eye out for any of them that might have sustained an injury going through the woods.  They were followed by Lloyd who she gestured over to the back before he could get to Rip.

“He’s finding his hat before he comes back,” He answered her question before she got it out.

Y/n huffed out a breath, “fuck knows losing that would not go over well.”

With a nod to her, he turned his horse around and cantered back to head up the herd.  Lucy patted Comanche’s neck and turned her eyes back to the cattle in front of her.

-/-/-

With all the cattle down by the barn, y/n settled into the familiar movements of separating the herd.  Even when she wasn’t old enough to be in the pen, she could remember sitting on the fence helping  John organise the hands.  When she was 10, she’d been allowed to take part on her horse and Lloyd had spent many a evening helping so that y/n would be able to keep up with her brothers.  At this point in her life, there was a chance she could do this job with one arm tied behind her back.

In the other pen, y/n watched as Kayce’s stallion continued to give John a hard time.  She rolled her eyes and leant over to speak to Lloyd, “I question my brother’s motives for giving dad that horse unless he’s tryna get his inheritance early.”

“I think it’s gonna take a bit more than a horse with a vendetta to kill your father,” he remarked.  

Y/n laughed, “here’s hoping a concussion might knock some sense into him.  That or finally kill the rest of his brain cells and I can take over the whole thing.”

She turned her attention back to the cattle encouraging Comanche forward to cut off one of the heifers that had made a break for it.  With her thoughts back on the job and not her father, y/n quickly fell back into the rhythm of working the cattle.

-/-/-

A little while later, y/n’s attention was pulled away from the cattle to Kayce’s truck pulling up outside the barn.  She watched her brother get out before helping Tate out of the other side.  Her nephew made a beeline to the corral to climb the fence, fascinated with what the hands were doing.  Y/n sought out Rip’s gaze from the opposite side who waved her towards the fence where Tate was watching from.  With a smile of thanks to the foreman, she brought Comanche parallel to the boy.

“What are you doing?” Tate asked in greeting, reaching out to stroke the horse’s spotted neck.

His aunt glanced back at the herd, “well we’ve got to split up the herd before we can send them off to make sure they all go to the right place.  Different colours mean different things.  It’s up to us to know which colour is meant to go to who.”

“Mind if I steal your nephew from you?” John leant up against the fence next to him.

She leant down from Comanche to receive a high-five from her nephew, “he’s all your dad.  Misbehave for me Tate.”

Ignoring her dad’s groan and her suggestion, she directed the gelding around the remaining herd to where Ryan had been watching the conversation with hearts in his eyes.

“Why you looking at me like that?  Someone will see you,” Y/n teased.

He rolled his eyes at her, “you’re good with him.  That’s all.”

“For all my brother’s faults he and Mon made a damn good kid,” Y/n admitted, “I just hope dad doesn’t mess it up with how he’s gettin’ his claws in of late.  Tate practically worships him.”

“He adores you too y’know,” Ryan pointed out to her.

Y/n shrugged him off, “that’s just because I’m the only part of this side of the family that’s been around since he was born.  Dad has a lot more interest to a young boy than boring aunt y/n.”

“You ain’t boring to me sweetheart.”

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@child-of-of-the-sunshine @kendallroydefender @qardasngan @thecobraghost @little-diable

[1donoow]

VIDEO GAME REC

PT.1

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♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

poppy playtime

security breach [montgomery gator][sunnydrop/moondrop]

the last of us [ellie williams][joel miller]

call of duty[task force 141][alejandro vargas][simon 'ghost' riley]

———POPPY PLAYTIME———

@clanwarrior-tumbly - reader being a same model as huggy

- Reader being an older janitor who never left

- bunzo learning that it's reader birthday

- the toys reacting to the reader carrying a kick-me-paul

- reader being the creator of huggy wuggy pt.1 pt.2

———SECURITY BREACH———

@clanwarrior-tumbly - security breach with a facepainter reader

- gregory and freddy finding the technician's secret office

- security breach with a mouse animatronic

- Canon animatronic meets y/n a kangaroo

- the animatronic receiving a tiny version of them self

@rainbowapocolypse - first encounter pt.1 pt.2 (animatronic! maintenance! reader)

@blueberrys-writings - scary dog privileges

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montgomery gator

@clanwarrior-tumbly - monty with a small moth animatronic

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sunnydrop/moondrop

@srslysierraa - hand in hand

@g00mb13 - headcannon

@clanwarrior-tumbly - sun and moon with a swordfighting fox animatronic

- Reader apologizing after getting banned

- sun helping overnight worker!reader clean

- reader calming moon when the light go out

- separate bodies

————THE LAST OF US————

ellie williams

@gonzo-rella - helping out ellie when she gets her period (platonic)

@elliesmainhoe - headcannon with a feminine s/o

@bubbles-for-all-of-us - that's my mom (platonic)

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joel miller

@forever-rogue - before

- hey kid

- bookish

@multific - a little friendlier

@luveline - grumpy x sunshine

@yelena-bellova - twenty years later masterlist

@peterparkersnose - christmas vibes

@nexusnyx - miss sunshine ♡

- my fellow, my guy ♡

- imagine being loved by me

@joels6string - cup o'joel

- haircut

@joelsgeetar - ___

@baevillier - regulars

@adora-but-ginger - sparks fly

@nanatargaryen - beach day

- grumpy x sunshine (platonic! immune!reader)

- joel and sarah miller x daughter!sister!reader

@wardenparker - for her

@from-the-clouds - savior complex

@orangevtae - I'm right here

- walking sins, lost tragedys

@talaok - incentive

- hunting lesson

- interrupted

- stay

@ourautumn86 - stray pt.3

@heartpascal - I am good (platonic)

- the crooked kind (platonic)

@angelltheninth - rescued by joel miller

@joshuagrayboy - jealous joel miller hc

- more than friends

———— CALL OF DUTY ————

task force 141

@sant-riley - random task force 141 x gen z member headcannon pt.3

- headcannon pt.2

@meatonfork - grim x platonic 141 hc

@itzclouding - becoming a shadow

@venomous-ragno - ghost and könig wirh a reader who has a big dog

@gatorbites-imagines - ___

@imaginesheaven - medic reader x tf 141 hc

@starstruckmiraclekitty - with a reader who sneeze like a kitten

@mangowafflesss - s/o who plays the sims

- Cod Boys Noticing their S/O Phone Screen is of Them

@a-small-writer-in-a-big-world - The 141 with a reader who's a cybersecurity specialist

@thesharktanksdriver - being the youngest member of 141 pt.1 (platonic)

@personwhowrites - putting stickers on them

@ghosts-bandwagon - ___

@mockerycrow - reader catching them looking at her ass

@gomzwrites - finding out about your soft spots

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alejandro vargas

@ragingbookdragon - ___

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simon 'ghost' riley

@sm8th0p - date (medic!reader)

@ragingbookdragon - babysitting

- ___

- ___

@halfmoth-halfman - the little things

-little treasures, life's pleasures

- our little secret

@clairdelunelove - things simon 'ghost' riley finds attractive about you pt.1

@euovennia - simon being a mom/dad friend to reader

[idontknowreallywhy]

Teeth

This didn’t go the way I expected at all, it was meant to be some Dad!Scott from Scott’s POV but then Allie intervened and so it’s from his now. Haven’t really tried to write a young child’s inner voice before so sorry if it is clunky and out of character and the sentence structure is appalling but… a bit of an experiment…

Also not proof read because work calls… but yolo…

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He woke with a terrified shriek and it hurt!

It hurt!

It hurt really bad!

Something was chomping on his legs and it had big teeth and maybe it was an alligator like in Gordy’s programme or a shark or… or a monster.

He shouted at it to stop and kicked it and kicked it and then realised he was cold now. His covers were gone and he could see by the red glow of his rocket nightlight that there were no gators on his bed. Maybe they were stuck in the covers.

But his legs still hurt so badly from the bites. Maybe some teeth broke off and were still stuck in his legs. He curled up in a ball and hugged them close. They felt normal to his hands but they hurt so much. His nose was all runny like it was crying like his eyeballs were and it was making his face itchy. He sniffed and wiped the tears and snot off with the arm of his pyjamas.

Gordy snuffled and turned over in his sleep and Alan froze. He wished he could climb into his big brother’s bed because Gordy knew all about gators and sharks and stuff and maybe he could make them stop biting. But Gordy had been sad and grumpy and Virgie had said the reason was he was hot and poorly and needed to sleep so the bugs in his ears would die. It sounded confusing and scary and Alan didn’t want bugs in his ears as well as teeth in his leg bones so he tried his hardest to be quiet like a big brave boy.

The invisible teeth gnashed at his legs again and Alan bit down hard on AstroTed’s fluffy arm, unable to stop himself sobbing. It wasn’t fair. He didn’t want to be eaten. He pushed his knees into his eye sockets and tried to remember the names of the stars Johnny had showed him just before bedtime. There was Jupiter but that was a planet and… and he couldn’t remember the others because his brain was full of OW.

He tipped sideways as a weight made his mattress dip and for a second he was scared he might fall into the water where the toothy things were but then there were strong arms and warm hugs and Scotty’s soft voice telling him it was ok and… and… Scotty. Alan stopped trying to be brave and tried to explain about the teeth but his voice was all jumpy and he couldn’t make the words right. Scotty got it though and Alan sighed as big hands wrapped around his shins and rubbed them firmly like he was brushing the teeth off and making them warm again. It still hurt but it wasn’t as scary because Scotty would make sure he wasn’t eaten. He closed his eyes and pressed his ear to his big brother’s chest and felt the vibrations as Scotty hummed the little tune he always used to make the monsters go away. The one he said Mommy had made for them before she had to go to heaven.

Then the tune stopped and Scotty was whispering and there was Virgie too. He had the bottle of pink medicine and the magic warm bear that could go in the microwave. None of his other bears could do that as it would hurt them but this one was special. Scotty pressed the bear on his legs and Alan accepted a spoon of the tasty medicine and then licked a drip off it off Virgie’s thumb because it was too nice to waste and Virgie laughed quietly before taking it back to the high cupboard in the kitchen.

Scotty didn’t leave though. He leaned down and picked up Alan’s covers and Alan shuffled hurriedly away and perched on his pillow because didn’t he know that’s where the gators were hiding? Scotty was brave and could fight them but Alan wasn’t that brave! But then Scotty was standing holding the covers up high and he shook them hard and showed Alan all around… no gators or monsters or aliens with fangs just colourful space ships and stars and Alan felt a little bit silly for being such a scaredycat.

Scotty didn’t laugh at him for being silly. He never did, unlike Gordon. Scotty only laughed at Alan when Alan was telling a joke and wanted him to laugh. Big brother smiled kindly and explained how Alan’s legs just hurt sometimes because he was growing so fast and maybe it meant he would be as tall as Scotty one day because Scotty’s legs used to do it when he was little too. Alan knew he was doing ‘surprised face’ because Scotty said “it’s true!” Maybe if having hurty bones was helping him be as big as Scotty he didn’t need to be so scared.

Warm bear was helping and Alan’s eyes kept closing. Scotty covered them both up with the covers and hugged him tight and hummed the special song while Alan flew through the blue sky in a rocket plane with his biggest brother standing close behind him.

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[kibbits]

Because I love the idea of the animatronic found family, Monty and the boys are definitely Cain siblings. It’s on sight teasing, pranks, etc. As mentioned in the song stim ask, he can overstep and push too hard, but this gator got a soft spot for the ‘newest’ editions so he’ll eventually apologize in his own Monty fashion. As a fellow catwalk dweller, him and Moon will stalk gator golf’s rafters, looking for the clubs they lost after the last miniputt party or strategizing pranks. Occasionally they’ll have a ‘Namecalling’ contest where it’s just Monty slinging whatever google can provide him until his old programming kicks in and it’s Southern insults meet Shakespeare. If anyone knows what it’s like to be stifled by Fazbear’s cookiecutter mentality, it’s Monty, and while he may not have perfect solutions, he ain’t gonna scoff when a couple security bots end up crunched after a particularly terrible day. Hey, maybe they’ll get him to pick up banjo again (after of course convincing him that banjo rock exists and is actually cool, you get strangely chill covers of Metallica [Master of Puppets is surprisingly soft])

Hi hello!! (sorry for the delay!) Thanks for the ask!!

Yeeees, absolutely!!! Now that you mention it, Moon in particular has a lot in common with Monty (though they both like him) with the catwalks and the mischief/anarchy dfljdgl and also with being shoved into the role of the 'aggressive/scary' one.

Oh HELL yeah, the insults thing is hilarious, and also I fucking love bluegrass!!! Went to listen to the banjo cover and I love it!! > : )) Idk if you've ever seen the 2CELLOS thunderstruck video but it's also great ehehehe

Also The Dead South, Mumford and Sons, Poor Man's Poison, Fish in a Birdcage, The Dreadnoughts (though that's more polka punk I think?) Long story short I love folk/work songs and unusual instruments. I go wild when I head someone play the saw (yes, the tool dfjkld)

The rest of it (Monty talk and impromptu STAFF actor/stuntbots brainstorm) under the cut for space : OO

But yeah! The only thing is I think that the boys wouldn't harm STAFF bots ever since their rehabilitation, though! They probably convince Monty not to, either - STAFF bot sentience (or not??) is kind of iffy in Break a Leg! They're aware that STAFF bots don't exactly get the chance to be repaired - they're just scrapped, usually. (And YN WILL cry! They have favorites they gave stickers to! Yes I am projecting fjkldgkl)

But!! destruction of property is fair game : ))) Honestly I think Fazbear should embrace Monty's destructive tendencies and give him a Rage Room attraction!!! They could even make it Monty Golf themed and repurpose and rent/sell those warped golf clubs pff

Monty would be SO good at coaching and protecting the kids!! He'd make safety sound cool and hype them up so well to do a gator roar and destroy things!! He'd relate well with kids and teens who need to go a lil bit apeshit sometimes I think. Like, even if you're a 'big kid' and in that phase where you think the stuff you used to like is cringey, I think a huge punk gator with a mohawk that encourages property destruction is pretty cool dffgd

Actually,, , back up. In true ADHD fashion, the STAFF bot thing just made me think of the STAFF bot actors.

I think that they probably... Unionize their co-actors, for lack of better word??? Like - Before Incident, you got a rotation of STAFF bots that delivered lines in monotones and often got destroyed and trashed.

Post-rehabilitation, I think they might have a more regular cast of STAFF bots, with only a few of them being designated (volunteer??) stuntbots who CAN be mangled when the script calls for it, BUT their sensors are disabled in advance AND have a dedicated mechanic to make sure that they DO get repaired, and get repaired fast!! Maybe even specialized features like loose arms sockets with wifi signal connection so that they can be """torn apart""" and put back together painlessly backstage in seconds!!

Maybe it's like the test bots in Portal 2 (or Yes Man's securitrons) in that their personality is on a Cloud, so only the shell gets destroyed? And the cast of bots get special treatment/do meet and greets, too, a bit like disney mascots of less human characters who don't talk but they'll walk around and wave/emote.

Now I'm also thinking that maybe they still have the prerecorded voice lines/automated voice, so maybe they have human voice actors that voices their lines over the mic or play narrator, like they're reading a story and only the boys get to have their own voices??

Food for thought!!! Thanks for the ask again! <33

[inthememetime]

Swamp Children; Danny adopts Nanaue as an uncle

Oh, definitely. I think they would have great (platonic) chemistry. (Side note- why is chemistry always assumed to be romantic unless specified? Guess it must be all those amatonormatives).

Uncle Nanaue

The singularly most chill uncle Danny and Jazz have, even if Jazz is a little (understandably) scared of him at first.

Nanaue is big, friend-shaped, and can eat the same stuff he and Dad do!

Side note: Nanaue must ask all three parents about taking Danny on uncle/nephew bonding trips after the Gulf of Mexico, Hawai'i, and Thames River Incidents.

Nanaue is not allowed to take (read: kidnap) Jazz for any vacations as she cannot breathe underwater and isn't half-dead.

Sometimes Uncle Nanaue and Danny will just chill in the water at the docks, especially in summer. Relax. Take a load off. Maybe eat a few people fish.

Nanaue isn't very good at English, but he can speak to any aquatic animal! He starts teaching Danny. Danny is forbidden to practice whale song at home after the Great Homework War. It lasted 4 days; Waylon, Harley, and Pamela may never be the same.

Blubber = soft boi, making Nanaue's belly Danny's third-favorite nap spot. (First being in a dog pile with the whole family, second being underwater in a dark place)

Neither are great at interacting with people (Danny is only slightly better than Waylon by virtue of being less scary), so they learn together! Sometimes (frequently), that means following Jazz from within the city's sewer systems so they can see how she does it, or getting lessons directly.

Danny helps Nanaue with his English!

From helping Nanaue when he gets overloaded because of People, Danny learns how to calm people down, an important skill! (Ironically, he's better at it than Damian most of the time.)

Nanaue doesn't judge Danny for the Forbidden Friendship between Robin and Gator-Boy (though Danny has lost track of how many times he's had to remind him he cannot eat the birdy.)

When Nanaue starts causing trouble after a few years, after Danny becomes a halfa, the Batfam just calls him. It's usually easier, less bloody, and causes less property damage.

Danny has a shell collection from all over the world, and even a pet lobster courtesy of his uncle! His knuckle dusters also have a few of his uncle's teeth imbedded, courtesy of some Antlantean craftsperson.

Nanaue and Danny learn ASL together! It's easier for the shark-god to speak with his hands than his mouth, and another useful skill for Danny.

[runeterrankhaleesi]

🐊Gator🐊 anon again, may I have a dbd survivor matchup for the LMMU Event if it's open please?

I'm a tall plus sized bisexual woman with medium length reddish brown hair and black eyes. I tend to dress more of the gothic, punk style. I either wear band tees and skinny jeans or wear all black androgynous dress shirts and pants.

I tend to intimidate people with both my quiet personality and my aesthetic but once you get to know me, I have a heart of gold and am fiercely loyal to the people I'm close to. During stressful times, I tend to cope with my morbid humor because I'm not the best at social cues.

My interests and hobbies include: writing stories and poetry, studio effects makeup, horror movies/ stories, playing guitar, hiking and traveling, and riding my bike. Overall, I'm the classic example of not judging a book by its cover- the "looks like they can kill you but actually is a giant teddy bear" trope. Thank you so much dear!🐊🐊

I pair you with...

DWIGHT FAIRFIELD!

Why? Because...

You say that you tend to intimidate people with your quiet personality and Dwight is no exception. At first, he thought that you were the "silent but deadly" type so he was afraid to approach you. Boy was he wrong when he finally knew what you were really like.

He fell in love harder than he thought. He's absolutely soft for you and the fact that you're loyal and have a heart of gold makes him melt like an ice cream under the sun. He likes that you're kind to everyone, helping everyone in need when you can.

During stressful times is where his time comes, he's a natural born leader. This is where Dwight's skills and leadership comes in handy. He's great at leading, encouraging, and comforting people. He's a good reader, he knows when you're nervous and stressed. You start to joke at every turn, using your humor as a defense mechanism so he drops everything in instant to be at your side, helping you calm down and telling you that you he's always here.

He tries to learn as much as he could about your interests and hobbies as a way to get closer to you and spend more time with you. Dwight wrote a poem once for you, it wasn't good considering it was his first time but he did his best in trying to be a romantic.

He doesn't do well with hiking or riding long miles on a bike considering his stamina isn't the best. If you do manage to convince him to go outdoors and hike or ride a bike, you'll find that you need to take a break at least every 10-15 minutes otherwise Dwight will pass out (almost literally). He's breathless before he even reaches the finish line.

He also doesn't do well with scary stuff. Almost everything scares him, even something falling off from a height will send a chill down his spine. So don't expect Dwight to play, read, or watch anything scary. Though there are times when he's sort of confident and brave, inviting you to watch a horror movie and then regretting it. He's already covering his eyes with his hands or burying himself in your arms whenever he feels a jumpscare coming.

And for fun, Dwight volunteers to be your model to practice your studio effects makeup on. He's always amazed at what you do and gushes over how the finished product looks, telling you that if he was in charge of giving awards to SFX artists, he would give them all to you.

💝~Happy Valentines Day!~💝

[You were matched together by @dumbgaming]

[asexualdrago]

FNAF SB: Montgomery and Gregory

The ball fell into the hole as a number 14 glowed in illuminated lights. “Hole in one” he muttered to himself. His joints and gears felt stiff. Almost hurting at times but as a performer he had to keep up his work and make the kids happy. He waltzed over to the hole and picked his ball up to head over to the next hole but stopped when he felt something touch his shoulder pad. He jumped and snarled at them. Only to realize it was only Glamrock Chica. “Hey Chic, sorry about that.” 

Chica had her feathered hand over her chest in a way as if grabbing her chest to soothe pounding heart. “Geez Monty, what was that for?” She noticed him rolling his shoulders and stretching his neck. “You ok? You seem tense. Cheese and crackers, your wires are stiff!” Monty only rolled his eyes and shook her hand off his shoulder. “I can’t get tense Chica. I am made of metal. And what do you want? I am busy.” He growled his last sentence to her. Her response was to put her hands on her hips. Almost resembling an annoyed mother. “Don’t get an attitude with me. Vanessa just notified us that she’s bringing Gregory over again to see all of us. That’s why I came here to tell you.” She said with a glare. Monty would admit that she could be scary at times. Sure he was the strongest of the group and argue with Freddy sometimes and fight with Roxanne but there was no way he could take on Chica when she was angry. 

Some kind of “mother hen” instincts or something like that. “Sorry momma,” with another roll of his eyes. Chica just shook her head. “Look, just... try to relax and be nice to Gregory when he gets here alright? I don’t want Freddy or Vanessa hassling you later for being rude.” He merely nodded and went back to his golfing. He could feel that Chica was still staring at him. Not out of irritation but in concern over her friend. He could hear her metal feet pound against the fake grass and walk out of his golf course. He rolled his head to stretch his wires and pulled his arms over his head. “Gregory’s coming over huh?” 

He would’ve guess that the kid would have stayed away or better yet be terrified of them after what happened but the kid surprised him. He was still shy of them but he was still able to interact with them and play with them. Well most of them. The child was still timid of Montgomery. Maybe it was because the alligator was much more intimidating than the others. He was more of punk, get physical kind of guy, or gator. Taking a look into his room, many people would get an idea of what he was like, or assume what he was like. Taking aim he putted his ball. He wasn’t really the emotional type. Watching it roll towards its goal and once again, another hole in one. 

He could feel his gears tensing again. He growled in pain grabbing onto his bicep. “Time for a break.” He grabbed his ball and golf club and went to his green room to relax for a bit. Before he could he heard two voices coming his way. He turned his head over to the left to see the nightguard, Vanessa and Gregory walking together as they were talking. “I am not sure about that Greg. But you can ask them.” Vanessa told them as she ruffled his hair and went off to do her job. Leaving Gregory alone as she called Monty over to watch him. “W-what? Why? Isn’t he your responsibility?” He argued. “You guys entertain kids don’t you? Besides I have to secure the place, be nice to him alright.” And just like that she walked away. He threw his arms in the air and shouted “The hell?!” after her. “Are you serious? Our regular nightguards don’t pull this shit!”

Vanessa shouted as she was a few meters away “I have work to do!” Gregory’s shy demeanor appeared and shyly smiled at Monty. “H-hi Monty.” The animatronic nodded at him. He looked around expecting Freddy or at least Chica to watch him but none of the gang were around. He swore to himself that he’ll get her back for that.

He felt kind of out of place. When he did interact with Gregory it was very awkward as he would usually hide behind the bear animatronic or hide his face when he is holding him in his brawn arms. It was as if the kid was intimidated by him, which was no doubt in his head. Like he was going to eat him or something. Which was, in his opinion, was impossible as he had no way of swallowing no less chewing anything. Biting, sure. But that’s all he could do. He rubbed his snout and groaned as he felt his gears grind and the pain shot up his left arm. 

Gregory noticed and asked if he was ok. “Just tired kid,” he responds. He rolled his shoulders and placed his golf club back into his golf club pack. When his back was turned he felt something grab onto his tail. He jerked and turned around to see him holding his tail. Actually his was very close to him and tried holding his tail for comfort. He wondered why he was clinging to him only to hear shifting gears and what sounded like metallic laughter. He immediately knew who it was. “Son of a bitch.” He murmured. Looking at the green room entrance to see a thin, jester like animatronic. It’s fabric colors consisted of dark shades of blue and had golden stars plastered on its body. Its face plate was in the shape of a crescent moon. Along with bright red eyes. A huge grin plastered on its face. “Hiya Gregory,” it cheered. The animatronic was named Moondrop. 

“What ya want? I am in no mood for your games.” The moon animatronic giggled and said “I know, I just came to say hello~” He crept closer to Gregory in a slow playful manner. But to Gregory it was down right scary! He clung closer to Monty and tried to hide from him. Unknowingly Monty wrapped his tail around the boy and help him close. “Not in the mood, and while your at it,” He squares his shoulders to seem more intimidating. “Don’t try to pull any pranks.” “I wasn’t. Tiiiiiillllllll NOW!” Monty felt something tug at him as Gregory was snagged from tail and taken out of the green room by the sun animatronic Sunnyrise. “Hey!” He yelled as chased after them. “Monty! Help!” Sunnyrise was slightly bigger than Moondrop and carried him with slight ease. 

They jumped from metal beam to pipeline making sure his balance was on point. “Freddy!” He cried. Hoping the bear animatronic would hear him and come save him. He tried to struggle and get out of the sun animatronic’s grip but as thin as it appeared to be, it was stronger than it originally looked. “Put me down! Please!” He begged. “In a minute, lets mess with gator boy for a bit!” The sun animatronic laughed in response to Moondrop’s answer to the boy’s plea. 

He felt a bit nauseous from the frantic movements before he landed on something soft. He realized it was a pillow. A large pile of them actually. Mainly consisting of two types of styles, moon and stars, sun and clouds. The duo jumped down in front of him and the boy began to whimper as he tried to back away from them. Although no longer controlled by Vanny or that Glitchtrap character, that didn’t mean he felt comfortable with them. “MOONDROP! SUNNYRISE! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!? BRING THE KID BACK NOW! I MEAN IT!” He hoped that he would come to find him. He heard another voice along with Monty’s. It was Chica’s voice, “Gregory? Where are you sugar dot?” 

Gregory called out to them as he heard low growls. He heard what sounded like clanging on metal to see Monty climbing the ramp the three were on. “Monty be careful!” Chica shouted after him as she is afraid that he or Gregory would get hurt. “Coming up!” He shouted. Sunnyrise and Moondrop laughed comically and abandoned ship. “W-what the- get back here!” He reached out to snag at least one of them but they were too far out of reach. “Damn!” He looked over to Gregory. “You good?” The boy nodded. He tried to pull him over the ledge as he was, although won’t admit it, scared to fall. He hated high heights. Gregory came closer to him and grabbed his right arm to pull him up. But being an animatronic made of dense metal it wasn’t an easy task. “Don’t strain ya self kid. I’m toov heavy for ya to pull.” 

Gregory didn’t listen and kept pulling as Monty pulled himself up. Gusts of air seeping through the cracks of his metal plates. “Monty? Gregory? You boys alright?” “We’re ok.” Gregory answered. Tired from his attempts to pull Monty. “Can you get down?” “You for real? It was a hassle for me to get up here! I doubt I can climb down, no less with the kid on my back! Screw that shit!” He can hear Chica shouting angrily “Language!” Monty rolled his eyes and sighed. Falling backwards and laying his back on the pillows Gregory didn’t say anything and hid a small smile in the form of a yawn. He was actually tired. He was hanging out with Roxanne as Freddy was busy and Chica was helping him. He wanted to ask him about them having dreams or better yet nightmares but didn’t how to phrase it. He asked Roxanne and she told him she would dream sometimes but didn’t give thorough details.

“H-hey Monty?” “Yeah kid?” He thought for a minute before saying “Can you dream? Or have nightmares?” Monty sat up and looked at him. A confused expression or so it seems, appeared on his face plates. “Why ya asking?” Gregory’s face said it all. “You had a nightmare? Is that why you’re asking? What does it have to do with us?” The boy shyly nodded. Gregory fiddled with his shoelaces and said in a low tone “It was about you.” It would be an exaggeration to say that his jaw dropped. It was about him? He had a nightmare about him? Why? “Monty! Gregory! I’ll be back with help! Don’t do anything!” 

Chica’s voice was drowned out by the awkward silence between them. He didn’t know what to say. He thought about his restless nights after the incident. The feeling of his body being controlled by a living virus. He was still there but as a passenger and watched in horror in what happened and he attempted to do. Especially to the boy. He couldn’t stop himself no matter how much he fought for control. He could hear its taunts and demonic laughter as it held him as a host till its body was complete. It still scares him. “Yeah Gregory, we...we can dream....we also have....bad dreams you could say.” The boy looked at him stunned. “You can? I asked Roxy about it and she said she would get strange dreams but didn’t explain much to me.” Monty nodded. 

“Well I wouldn’t say they are dreams...more like processed memories. Mainly what we experienced during the day and they are placed in our processors. Mainly to replay like a movie.” “So its a movie in your head?” “Hell if I know, its a guess of mine. There were even times I get weird dreams like I don’t know, like a large chicken chasing me around and pecking at me for cursing. I didn’t even think it was possible as...well...I am a machine.” Gregory giggled. “Was the large chicken Chica?” “Maybe~” He laughed. “But in all seriousness, what was your nightmare about? Why me?” Gregory took a deep breath, he won’t hurt you. He told him what he remembered. From playing golf together to Vanny possessing him with the malware and him killing him by biting down on his head. Monty stared horrified. “That’s your nightmare?” The boy nodded. Not looking up. 

“I...I didn’t realize. Jesus kid, that must’ve been scary for ya. Can’t imagine how that would’ve felt for ya.” “After that nightmare, I wanted to know if you had nightmares yourself, since you seem so...so...” “Sentient?” “Uh...I guess so.” “The gang and I even have bad dreams ourselves. I don’t understand the reasoning for it but it does happen. Sometimes its scary and we’ll forget about it as there isn’t much to it y’know. Just a fluke dream, but some are more horrifying than expected. So terrifying that even I can’t sleep.” “Monty? Do you have bad dreams and refuse to sleep? I did that when I came home...that day... I didn’t want to sleep as I was afraid to see Vanny and Glitchtrap laughing at me and taunt me, and having images of...what they did.” He shivered due to the cold and the sickening feeling of dread. He knew that feeling all too well. 

Monty noticed and grabbed a blanket he was sitting on. He guessed Gregory never saw it as he was distracted by the twins. Well since bearball isn’t here and Chica isn’t here...I’ll try to comfort him till they come by and get us down. I hope they don’t see this. He reached out his tail and wrapped it around the boy’s waist and wrapped him up in the blanket and held him in his lap. Gregory was confused and looked up at him. “I know kid. It’s not easy to confront or deal with. What happened was traumatizing for you and us. I wouldn’t blame you having nightmares after that day.” Gregory reached out and hugged the gator around his neck and nuzzled his lower jaw. “I don’t blame you either. I bet you were scared too. And I remember what Freddy told me about you all being family.” Monty was stunned. The child was actually hugging him. The one kid who was intimidated by him, was hugging him. “He did huh?” “He said I was a part of that family too. Which means that I would consider you as an older brother, Roxy an older sister, Chica and Freddy as the mom and dad.” “Well,” He ruffled his hair making his chuckle. “I guess you are our little brother eh?” 

Line Break:

Chica and Freddy managed to get Vanessa to grab the ladder from storage to help the two get down. Well, mainly Monty as they would just get Sunnyrise or Moondrop to grab Gregory and set him down nicely. “Are they alright?” Freddy shrugged. “Have you seen the twins?” he asked. She nodded no. “Nope, not after Monty chased after them.” Vanessa set the ladder and made sure it was stable. “Well wherever they are, they might get their due later.” “Gregors? Monty? You guys ok?” Roxy looked towards the platform but didn’t see anything. 

Vanessa told Freddy to hold the ladder and climbed up. “Be safe, the twins might be around to scare you.” Roxy said. “God I hope not!” Vanessa shouted down to her. When she reached the ledge, she had to hold back a laugh. Right in front of her was something she never thought she’ll ever see. It was Montgomery Gator, the big, tough brute of the group cuddling little Gregory. He was wrapped up in the big arms of the animatronic and she could’ve swore that his tail was wagging slowly. “Oh! This is adorable!” Gregory was wrapped in a blanket and his head was nestled under Monty’s chin. She reached out and took out her phone. Making sure the flash was off and taking a picture of the duo before coming down to show the others. Who would’ve known that the big gator was a huge softy sometimes? Was he going to kill for it? Maybe? Was it worth it? Oh yes it was!

[kaiju-krew]

GVK SPOILER WARNING

This is my review post, do not read below the cut if you have not seen Godzilla vs Kong or do not want to see spoilers!!!! you have been warned!!!!

OKOKOKOKOKOKK OKAY. Im not a movie critic dont roast my review skills yadda yadda this is just me screaming about what i liked ok lets gooo No Mothra. Lets get it outta the way. My heart is shattered and i will never recover...... (jk but still, be prepared for a disgusting amount of Mosugoji art to make up for it lmao)

And yes the humans were boring and useless except for Jia, would die for her, 10/10 angel.  Goji is straight up scary in this and i fucking loved it, homeboy was a bit aggro towards human structures compared to earlier movies but still, my boy was so goddamn vicious!!!  I cannot believe Goji is so much of a shit-talker that he burned a hole into the center of the earth just to say ‘buenos dias, monkey-boy’ I stan. Honestly I know im a Goji simp through and through but I really enjoyed Kong in this, he’s a big sweet boy and seeing him in pain made me very sad UnU The Hollow Earth stuff was honestly so neat, and the visuals were gorgeous. I really liked the cinematography and colours in the movie overall, twas hella nice!!!

The Best Part Of This Entire Movie: CRAWLING GOJI????????? BIG DEMON GATOR MAN????? HES SUCH A CREEP LMAO?? I LOVE IT SO MUCH??????  MechaG was hella intimidating, but Kevin’s Revenge is so funny to me lmao. Especially considering everyone is always like ‘UWU Kevin is the sweet soft boy’ and he just bullies the absolute shit out of Goji LOL. Watching Goji get ragdolled was so stressful though jesus, like when those tail blades started spinning i was SWEATING i got hardcore Tokyo SOS flashbacks I was very afraid Not to say I told ya so but.... He’s Godzilla for a reason, sorry Team Kong <3 Y’all still got that badass MechaG kill, rejoice So yea TLDR: Big Monster Fights, Me Love OwO

[twins-parted]

Vampire Verse Headcanon: Jonah + Feeding

While this headcanon is under a cut for length - triggering content is included they are in the categories of: Body horror, self - mutilation, gore & blood in general --- Read at your own risk !!!

Talents at Play: Predominately his mind-reading ability & speed. Typically, he uses the now strengthened in born gift of telepathy and manipulation of reality to play ‘mind games’ with his prey. Jonah uses this to herd them into a secluded area ... usually the woods. He also, obviously uses his 5 heightened natural senses & his new-found strength. ( Jonah has the highest pain tolerance between the twins, though he and Seth both have stone durable flesh. )

Jonah’s Hunting Method: Jonah uses his soft-spoken nature to his advantage --- though he doesn’t really like to hunt often anyway. He doesn’t usually bother with a pretense, and technically warns off the target if they are too drawn in by him. ‘You don’t want to know me.‘, ‘Steer clear of me.‘ etc. Because of the nature of what he is, people end up drawn to him anyway --- though he usually only engages actively with people who are a threat to the community of Deadwood, Louisiana. ** This is not to say innocent people don’t die too --- he just doesn’t actively wish to seek innocent blood out while hunting & he doesn’t make them suffer excessively. **

Appearance Before Attacking His Prey: Jonah, when his mental sights are locked on a threat, goes into a forced relaxed & approachable state. It’s usually enough for the problematic person to come forward --- if they don’t, he’ll feign a situation to put them in close proximity to one another. Usually conversation and engagement follows after this. His soft-spoken & sensitive personality are on full display in a mock show of congeniality & naiveté. His speech shifts from cold & annoyed to being composed of stutters while he fumbles with his words like he’s nervous. He’s all boyish grins and nervous glances. This results in the threatening individual erroneously marking Jonah as the target. He’s usually successful at convincing the target to come for a walk with him. He will then lead them into his own private section of the woods.

Appearance During The Attack: Jonah’s calm is almost scary on it’s own --- the quick nervous glances & the stuttering stops completely once they are far enough from other people. Instead his voice goes back to being cold & hard while he recounts whatever not-so-nice thoughts his prey has been thinking with such precise diction and accuracy they can’t help but be afraid. Jonah likes listening to the way their heartbeat quickens while he’s talking. At this point, they usually try to turn back the way they’ve come, but --- Jonah used the time he’d be distracting them to get them away from any identifying trail or markers to help them out. ( Sometimes he’ll let them wander aimlessly and only intervene again if he’s afraid they’ll get too close to the trails. ) In this time, Jonah is using his reality warping power to assault the target mentally with whatever they fear the most or visions of their past crimes. 

If they beg for a little mercy, Jonah will relent and phase 2 begins.

When he finally releases his prey from their mental anguish they already notice his primary fangs & secondary bleeders ( the 1st set of premolars). Sometimes, they try to get away from him sometimes they try a head on attack. 

At this point, Jonah allows himself to be more ‘ feral ‘ his fangs have elongated, his nails are more claw-like, and he springs into action ripping and tearing at his target until he gets a good hold on them. He likes to mangle them, but not to the point they immediately die. He’d rather them feel each ounce of pain he can inflict on them. 

Things the victim definitely missed because it all happened while they were being mentally terrorized: The elongation of his ‘ secondary ‘ fangs. These help vampires bite more deeply into their prey. His already freezing body temperature hits ‘ sub-zero ‘ levels and his tight grip becomes so cold it sears his victim’s flesh. -> Extended periods of contact with his skin at this temperature can and will result in frostbite. Jonah’s grip is also much more forceful and dangerous in comparison to his brother’s hunting style grasp. He will actively break his prey’s bones. His eyes appear to roll up - leaving only the whites exposed. This is almost the same thing as Seth’s 3rd membrane eyelid --- only Jonah’s membrane is thicker &  will protect his eyeballs from the blood spatter and possible viscera that may hit him in the face while he’s feeding. ( He doesn’t shed his. ) 

Over-Eating vs Comfortably Full: If Jonah over eats, he’ll end up vomiting up the blood his system doesn’t require & will appear very intoxicated before vomiting. He will be a variant of ‘ hung - over ‘ after the fact. If he’s sufficiently after feeding he takes on a more human appearance in skin tone, his cheeks getting rosy and a spark of life igniting somewhere behind his eyes. His mood will worsen as he gets hungry again. The fact he doesn’t drain enough people when he does bother to properly feed could be why he’s constantly in a foul & brooding mood at home. 

How Often Does Jonah Need To Feed: Jonah should feed every other week or so, though he usually pushes it to around the 3 - 5 weeks mark. His diet usually consists of animals or Jasmine’s left overs from when she hunts ... though he doesn’t like her means of doing so. He doesn’t usually allow himself to drain more than 1 - 2 people per hunting session. ( He doesn’t want to give his pre-historic gators Kitty & Festus a tummy ache with his left overs !!! )  He should be draining nearly as many as Seth to be satiated. 

Extra Notes: Jonah’s vampire lineage ( inherited from his creator ), is that of a ‘ Syphoner ‘. Essentially, he’s gifted & excels at torturing his prey and absorbing their raw emotions as a source of energy to fuel his own talents. His fangs are sharp & his sense of protecting the places and people that are his is sharper. 

Jonah doesn’t have ‘ tertiary fangs ‘ -> canines that elongate.

There’s no real way for an average human to kill or maim Jonah in a detrimental way. However, he likes to toy with his more volatile & dangerous prey. He plays mind games, sometimes intruding on their thoughts, sometimes with quick bursts of attack before he’s gone away again to quick to see. ( His amused laugh always lingers a second more after he’s departed the arena he’s set for himself. )

Usually reserved and mild, his more savage & sadistic feral vampire nature surfaces while feeding on people who deserve to suffer. 

Jonah can dislocate & unhinge his jaw if necessary to get a good enough angle to bite his prey. He is also known to dislocate, break, tear/cut off and maim parts of himself in an attempt to reach his prey more easily if they are trying to hide from him in tight places. His power of regeneration and healing is more pronounced than his siblings, thus making it easy for him to be this drastic.

He visits his gators every couple days with food scraps and to play with them by wrestling & playing fetch with cow bones. He also checks them over to be sure they’re both healthy every so often. 

Jonah & Seth have a strong connection + as such speak telepathically if they’re within a 10 mile radius of one another. ( Jasmine can ‘ hack ‘ their brains as well considering her own mind reading talent and typically can locate the boys no matter what. ) Though Seth prefers to dine alone, he’ll occasionally cajole his twin to join him while hunting  --- It’s very rare though. Jonah on the other hand has not ever had Seth along to hunt with him when he’s completely feral. He does often ask for his brother to stop and pick him up in the car after he’s fed his prey to the gators in the swamps. 

[minidigidestined]

🍴

I have a lot of vore crushes so LET'S GO. I couldn't decide if I wanted to talk about a digimon, Tora or King K Rool first, but since I don't know if I've discussed the latter, he gets the first spotlight.

I mean come on. He's just a big, fat, mean, greedy fuck so of course I love him.

He's a gator man, he's fat, and he's toothy, and in that mini-giant range which are a few of my favorite physical traits for preds in general. I like to envision him as a very snobbish and teasing kind of pred too, very prone to playfulness and probably good for fearplay. Even though he likes to think himself kingly in stature, he's easily lost in the sauce and loses himself to the "hunt", liking a prey that can give him a challenge so victory is all the sweeter~ All around a domineering pred who really likes to eat and have a hella time doing it, and is very prone to seeking out either multiple or big meals. He's proud of his girth and will happily eat with abandon.

He's also super easy to flatter, and if you butter him up good enough, he might be a bit more lenient and prone to more snuggly vore. He doesn't often get to hear praise that comes from a place of adoration/awe rather than fear, so maybe getting some tummy rubs and having a friend curl up in his belly for a nap isn't such a bad idea...Could there be a soft side to this king?

In conclusion, his belly is just so R O U N D and I want to be in it. His mouth is also incredibly handsome, like honestly, what a smile. 🥰 He's one of my comfort characters for sure, and even though I like him for scary stuff, I would feel soooo safe inside of such a strong boy. He's one of those characters I would want to be eaten up by, and then just get to spend the day peacefully curled up in his belly while he goes about his business.

[mind-reader1]

The Twins of La Huerta (Ch.3)

A/N: This is a collaborative fic from myself, @bbaba-yagaa, @brightpinkpeppercorn and @roonarific. It is DIFFERENT than the one posted by @sceptilemasterr over the past few months. That being said, this story doesn’t strictly follow canon, it’s got crack-fic moments, serious moments, NSFW moments. A bit of everything and so we really hope you enjoy! Not for the faint of heart. (This is the last time this warning will be posted.) It’s also come to my attention some tags aren’t working, please let me know if that’s the case! 

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,920

Catch up with Chapters 1 and 2 here!

Last Time: The group decides to celebrate having the hotel to themselves with a pool party. Estela and Tyler had a little heart to heart under the stars, and Taylor saw something strange in the jungle that Jake tried to help her forget. 

Chapter 3: Trails and Tails

She woke up the next morning, Jake was gone. Slipping into some clothes she found the group downstairs, chaos reigning. Raj had made everyone his famous 'hangover cure’ breakfast, no one had time to eat it though because Lila came in with big news, she had figured out what happened to the guests. They were at some emergency shelter, only no one knew where exactly that shelter was.

“I'm in.” Jake said, everyone looking at him confused.

“You said you were going to look for the shelter. I was supposed to be on a beach in Mexico by now, everyday I spend here is money lost.”

“Me too! I'd love to see the island.” Quinn giggled turning to Tyler who was looking for Estela. This kind of thing seemed right up her alley.

“Are you going to come Tyler?” She rested her hand gently on his arm, but he ignored her.

“Whaddya say Princess? Are you coming?” She could feel everyone's eyes on her, she couldn't stop thinking about the tiger, the way it stalked her in the bushes. Her hands were getting sweaty, Tyler watched her closely, worried about her.

“I...uh.” Jake grinned.

“It's okay if you're too scared. You can stay here with the rest of the goof troop.”

“We should stay Tay.” Tyler leaned over to whisper. She scowled at both of them, she wasn't some scared little kid.

“Wait! I'm coming.”

“Why?” Diego asked.

“Aren't you at least a little curious as to why no one came back from the shelter yet?”

“Yeah, but that doesn't mean we need to go looking. It's horror movie 101, but I'll go just so I can say I told you so when something attacks us.”

“I’m going too then.” Tyler jumped up as the rest of the group was getting ready to leave.

“I think we've got enough Boy Scout.” Jake grinned.

“Tyler can protect me!” Quinn giggled grabbing his arm.

“Who are we to stand in the way of love Jake?” Taylor teased her brother. Strolling through the forest, Quinn began to admire the brightly colored flowers, they seemed to be glowing unnaturally. She leaned in to smell them while Jake took a step back, something about overhearing stories in the right dive bars and not trusting anyone after running secret government missions. Taylor took a step back from the flowers wary, Jake pulled her closer to him.

“Good call Princess.” His arm snaked around her waist as they walked together. Tyler's hands balled into fists as they walked, catching glances of Jake's hand sliding a little lower, as Diego grilled him about Estela.

“Oh no! This doesn't make any sense.” Lila frowned looking around.

“What doesn't make sense?” Taylor asked.

“The shelter should be right here according to the signs!” Aleister rolled his eyes annoyed.

“Great. The tour guide is lost. What do they even pay you for anyways?”

“Tactical scouting 101 kids. Get to high ground. See that rocky cliff over there? I'm checking it out.”

“Ooh that sounds like a waterfall nearby. I'll bet the shelter is near it.” Quinn piped up.

“I really think we should stick to the trail, the shelter should be just up ahead.” Everyone was bickering about why their idea was better and it was getting old.

“Why don't we split up!” Taylor suggested.

“I'm staying here on the trail.” Diego said, Aleister plopped down indicating that he wasn't going anywhere.

“Want to keep me company Princess?” Jake winked. Tyler jumped up to interject but didn't have time.

“That'd be fun.” They ran off and Tyler tried to chase after them, but Quinn stepped in his path smiling at him.

“Want to come with me? Keep me safe?” Quinn giggled. Tyler rolled his eyes and let her drag him off.

****

Jake deftly leaped and ducked as they combed through the forest to the mountain.

“You do this alot? Hiking through the forest that is. You seem pretty confident in the outdoors.” Jake turned to look back at Taylor and smiled, make sure she was keeping up.

“I grew up in a Louisiana town that was so rural it wasn't even on the map. When it comes down to it, the swamp and the jungle ain't so different.

“Probably less gators though.”

“Less gators, more jaguars, I'd call it even. How about you Princess? This your kinda scene?”

“I love the outdoors. Blue skies, fresh air, a soft sea breeze...it's perfect. I mean I should be more freaked out by...whatever that thing was I saw last night, but being out here? I can't help but feel happy,” she saw Jake watching her intently as she spoke a twinkle in his eye, “the company doesn't hurt either.” She winked but Jake had turned away and didn't seem to hear her.

“That why you come with? Wanted a nature hike?”

“It’s not a nature hike unless we're au natural. I came for the company.” Taylor tried again and this time he heard her.

“Oh!” She could tell she caught him off guard.

“You're not like the others here Jake. You're confident and capable, and you seem like you know what you're doing. I don't know what it is, but...I want to be near you. I feel safe with you, is that weird?”

“Naw, not weird. Just classic Princess.”

“Are you ever gonna use my real name?” She playfully crossed her arms.

“Only when you've earned it.” He winked.

“And how do I do that Top Gun?” They emerged at the base of the cliff they needed to climb.

“Well how's your rock climbing?”

“Let's find out.” She sauntered off in front of him, shaking her hips, knowing that Jake was watching her. They began climbing the cliff using small handholds to pull themselves up. Breathing hard, Jake crested the cliff first, Taylor just about to follow when the rock she had hold of crumbled beneath her grip.

“Ahh!” She grabbed the edge of the cliff, before Jake could even react she was pulling herself up.

“Nice moves Princess.” Jake walked over and looked out over the forest, it was an incredible view. The forest went on for miles in different shades of green, blue water just barely visible on the horizon. She sidled up beside him, but he wasn't paying any attention to her, so she decided to have some fun. She peeled her shirt off.

“It's soooo hot.” She fanned herself and Jake turned around, his eyes widening as they raked over her body with desire.

“This place never stops taking my breath away.”

“It's one hell of a sight.” Jake grinned and forced himself to look away.

“Hey Top Gun, that look like a shelter to you?” She pointed out to a small grey building by the river.

“Hot damn Taylor, nice eye.”

“So, I earned it?” She grinned.

“Don't get ahead of yourself Princess. Maybe before I leave we can go on another climb.” There was a genuineness to his voice that made Taylor smile.

“I'd like that.”

“Let's get back to the others.”

****

Tyler and Quinn walked in silence until she turned to him.

“Thanks for coming with me.” She grabbed his arm and smiled at him.

“I just wanted some space from Jake…” she trailed off, tears welling in her eyes.

“Not your favorite person?”

“No. He made me feel dumb earlier… calling me Pippi Longstocking and throwing pumpkin spice lattes in my face. He has me pinned as a spoiled, sheltered college student which isn't true at all. I just wanted to enjoy the flowers! This is my first time ever enjoying the outdoors, I didn't have a normal childhood.” Tyler did feel bad for Quinn, Jake's comment had been harsh and demeaning, he didn't know what his sister saw in that low life.

“Yeah, that was pretty messed up. I'm sorry he said that to you, I don't think you're dumb.”

“Thanks,” she giggled, “is this your kind of vacation?” Tyler nodded.

“I really enjoy the outdoors, everything about it. It's just... peaceful.”

“Maybe Jake just doesn't understand that. He seems like he's seen some scary stuff.” They heard the sound of rushing water getting closer.

“I just think he's a dick. Don't worry about what he thinks Quinn.” She smiled just as they emerged through the trees and into a beautiful lagoon with a waterfall. Quinn quickly peeled off her clothes, wading into the water. Tyler hung back on the beach, a pang in his chest, he wished that he was here with Estela. They could be bitching about Jake, maybe swimming together, he could finally disarm her of the stupid pencil. He snickered to himself and hung his head between his knees as he sat in the sand. He was pining for a girl who threatened to kill him with a dull pencil, not once but twice, and told him to stay away. There was just something about her that drew him in, like a moth to the flame.

“Tyler come swimming!” He sighed and peeled his shirt off headed towards the water when a glint caught his eye. He bent down to pick it up and it was a pirate doubloon.

“What'd you find?” Quinn wadded out of the water, resigning herself to the fact that she wasn't going to convince him to go swimming. He showed her the piece of pirate gold and her eyes widened in surprise.

“Do you think it's real?” Tyler shrugged.

“We've seen lots of crazy stuff on this island. Wouldn't surprise me much.” he snatched it back and stuck it in his pocket, Quinn frowned.

“I guess we should go back then.” Tyler nodded and started the trek back.

****

Jake and Taylor had found the shelter, it was a short walk from the where everyone had split up, off the path.

“Why are we celebrating? Is this place not giving anyone else 28 Days Later vibes?”

“Shelters are made to keep you safe, not look pretty. C'mon.” Jake led the way into the dilapidated shelter only to find it was empty and worn down on the inside as well.

“Maybe pop culture Petey was right. This place is giving me the creeps.”

“I don't like this Tay.” Tyler appeared at her side.

“Anyone else want to go back to the jungle with pretty flowers? Anybody?” Quinn's voice was shaky.

“Lots of muddy shoe prints. They seem recent, someone was here.” Jake knelt down. Tyler uneasy feeling began to grow.

“Tay. We should get out of here.” He grabbed her arm.

“I'm not leaving our friends Tyler!” everyone jumped as they heard a skittering noise, like rats, but it was something much larger. They followed the source of the noise to a large black hole where the concrete wall had collapsed, the flowers from outside growing out of it.

“I think it came from in there.” Diego pointed. Tyler took a deep breath and stepped up to look.

“Something's definitely alive in there.” before anyone could process, a small figure came bounding out of the darkness. It was a small, blue, fox looking creature, ice clinging to the wall behind it. It seemed afraid, no one knew why until they heard the low, deep growl behind them. Turning they came face to face with the creature Taylor had seen the night before.

“Jake! What do we do?” Taylor looked at him and it was the first time she had ever seen him look scared, he grabbed her hand, she grabbed Tyler's with her other one. 

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As the words leave his lips a switch flips and his eyes ignite with purple as his body goes straight as a board his fingers shaking as his body convulses a black icor beginning to pool in his eyes before dripping out.

His body stays like this still, the soft sound of dripping pooling icor...corruption.

Then his head snaps with a loud crack as the figure blinks looking at he hands bringing a hand to wipe his eyes clean.

"now, now, now WHAT A RIDE." A weasily almost ole timey boston accent makes its way out of freddy.

He tilts his head giving the clown a widening smirk. "oh boy, oh boy. That feels quite strange..new in fact, and all it took was a demonic elderitch clown to bring me out. Been waiting a long time been cookin in this bear for quite a while. Pickin at his flaws, pickin at his worries, his anger, HIS MALICE.." His hands extend out as the lights flicker the electronics falling under his dominion. "Now i can spread myself right along back into those little systems....oh, introductions are in orda before i tear you apart because i have been so bored and i have to keep up appearances of course, Names" He speaks but the only thing to come out is static an unearthly static that tears at will and sounds mangled screams and nightmares.

"But my friends call me glitchtrap..." He gives a flamboyant bow before offering another smile.

"and by the way if anyone here is a poser its the clown who cant decide who she wants to be, your so fake that you dont even need to put on makeup. You can just wake up and bam ready for another day of fake laughs, fake jokes, fake friends, fake loves. A clown from a forgotten era so glitched up that its a mircale she hasnt fried yet. Only reason your kept around is because moony and sun boy are so fucked up by comparison your just a slightest bit more able to actually take care of children by the smallest of margins. Once you show your more fucked up then him though? Your gone kiddo.

He chuckles softly. "And this..whatever this is? My dear i was more scary and i was a forgotten line of code in an ruined piece of programming." He waves a hand over his face black icor pooling as he begins to mockingly move the way she does. "look at me, im leaking and im moving scary. I could do the scary glitch voice, but i dont want to bring myself to whatever level of scary your trying to put out, professionals have standards you know."

The p.a. systems crackle with jesting jokes and laughter haunted and ghostly voices mock and jeer as glitchtrap takes a bow to cheers and applause. "thank you, thank you too kind, too kind. " He waves and blows kisses to the ceiling before looking to the clown as he walks forward.

"So, what do you have to compare to something masterful and divine like me, you have no friends not truly and we both know that, your weak and pitiful you had to trick the gator and trap him but face to face like this against something a bit older and a bit craftier what do you have? Shall we tango until the pale moonlight with the devil or is this childish temper tantrum over and we can discuss like adults? Up to you, i give you the first swing if so."

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“Do you know what the hell is going on with monty, he told me to ask you…i feel like im out of the loop with something pretty bad.”

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"I'm gonna need you to calm down." - the Philly squad upon seeing a gator in the bayou visiting Roe's family.

prompt me like a love song baby (ACCEPTING)

Gene’s not sure what he regrets more – inviting Babe down to Louisiana for the week while his cousin is also visiting, or saying it was fine if Babe brought his friends with him.His sister Minnie put it quite nicely. “We call him the creepy cousin for a reason, and it ain’t because he’s a friendly guy. We call him that cause he’s weird, a little scary, and has his share of problems. You’re supposed to keep him away from kids or open flames, not invite your boyfriend down here to meet him.”

To be fair, it’s not like Gene planned it this way. Babe’s visit had been a very spur-of-the-moment thing – as in, Babe called him up one day and told him, “I need to get out of Philly for, like, a week. Can I please crash at your place?” Apparently half a country away seemed like a far enough escape from whatever trouble Babe refuses to tell Gene about. Gene wasn’t even surprised when Babe called him from the plane a few days later and sheepishly told him that the rest of his crew was coming along.(Gene shudders to think of being crammed in alongside the Philly bunch on a long plane ride. He thinks he’d start looking for parachutes before they even made it off the runway.)His cousin showing up on the Roe family’s doorstep on the morning before Babe is set to arrive: that’s a surprise.Merriell Shelton straightened up in the doorway, bared his teeth in a shameless grin, and wasted no time making himself at home. He bedded down on the couch (the guest room, Gene insisted, was for Babe), drank all of the beer, and leered at Gene and his siblings over the top of the Bayou Chene Times. If there’s one thing Merriell’s good at, it’s showing up when he’s not welcome. If he’s good at anything else, it’s making people so uncomfortable that they want to crawl out of their skin.(Minnie and Winnie, the twins – who aren’t actually twins, but are so alike in every way that the family considers them a single unit – hate Merriell with a passion. He antagonizes them, they snap at him right back, and it turns the entire house into a war zone. Gene is ready to rent a hotel room, just because he knows he won’t be able to endure them for long.)Merriell is the last person Gene wants in the house when his boyfriend and his friends show up. But, well, it’s not like he can kick his cousin out. His mother would never let him, or forgive him for suggesting it; his aunt would roll in her grave. Merriell might not care either way, but Gene won’t risk the wrath of his Maman.So, when a gaudy orange taxi rolls through the bayou and pulls up in front of Gene’s family home, Gene is waiting at attention in the doorway; and Merriell is lounging on the porch.“Where in the sweet hell,” Merriell mutters, “did they find a taxi in the middle of this swamp?”Gene doesn’t answer. He knows better than to question Babe’s way of doing things by now. The taxi could be stolen, for all he knows, and he really doesn’t want to find out.As each person steps out (there are so many folks in there that taxi might as well be a clown car), it couldn’t be more obvious that the city-dwellers are out of place. Fran is wearing a sunhat and sunglasses. Bill is grimacing down at the mud staining his pristine white sneakers. Julian’s in jeans, for god’s sake, and Spina has a damn map under one arm. Worst of all, Babe’s Irish porcelain skin all but makes him luminescent in the warm bayou sunlight. The snorts he’s wearing do his bony legs no favors. Gene has no doubt he’ll be red as a cherry before the day is out, and moaning about how much the sunburn hurts.He doesn’t get much of a chance to gape at his out-of-place guests, however. Babe catches sight of his boyfriend and breaks into a grin wide enough to light all of New Orleans.“Gene!”Babe rushes forward, and the next second Gene finds him swept up in an enthusiastic hug. His arms lock around Babe’s shoulders; he pulls him down to plant a kiss against soft lips. In an instant, Babe is pliant against him, and Gene has to stop himself from grinning. He’s missed this.When they break apart, Babe is flushed as red as his hair, and he’s still beaming. “Oh god, you look –” he says, and is cut off by Gene kissing him again. “Great,” he finishes, when the part for air once more. “You look incredible.”From over Gene’s shoulder, he hears his cousin whistle. No force on earth is getting him to tear his eyes from Babe just to tell Merriell Shelton off.A part of him wonders if the Philadelphia gang are actually from earth. If they were some bizarre pack of aliens, it would explain a lot.An unholy shriek splits the bayou, and that’s what gets Gene to tear his attention away from Babe. To be fair, Babe does the same thing. He reels around at the first sound of his friends in trouble, and is already bounding towards them before he catches sight of something that makes him freeze in his tracks.Then Babe screams, and everything falls to chaos after that.People are wailing. The taxi’s horn blares. The Philadelphia tourists run around each other like chickens with no heads, any sense completely abandoned in their panic. “HOLY SHIT,” someone is hollering. It’s shrill enough that it could be Babe, but there’s an equal chance of it being Bill, or Julian. It’s definitely not Fran. “THAT’S A DINOSAUR. THAT IS A GODDAMN DINOSAUR.”Fran has climbed on top of the taxi,  armed with her purse and ready to use it. Spins is hammering on the car windows, but the driver has locked the door. Babe has leapt into Bill’s arms, clinging to his neck like a damsel in distress. Julian is on the ground, curled up with his hands clasped over his head, ready for the end of times. Guarnere, in classic Wild Bill style, looks ready for a fight.They’re all losing their minds over an alligator.To be more accurate, they’re losing their minds over Etienne.Etienne has lived around their home for as long as Gene can remember. He’s a friend of the family. Not their pet, of course (“You can never tame nature,” Gene’s late grandmére once told him a small solemn-eyed little boy who never forgot her words. “You gotta to learn to live with it, or it’ll eat you up.”), but a friend all the same. Etienne and the Roe family have an unspoken agreement: you don’t bother us, we won’t bother you. He Roe children were kept well out of the way of the ancient gator as children, though little Gene always dared to venture too close when his mother’s back was turned. In exchange, Etienne gobbled up the pests around the Roe home, and left all the “good things” (like people) alone. Etienne isn’t someone Gene’s Maman will invite in for dinner, but he’s harmless.Mostly.Gene wonders if he has a taste for Philadelphians.Bill drops Babe to the ground, and Babe immediately wraps himself around the taxi’s tire. He looks like he’s crying. Everyone’s screaming so loud that Gene can’t tell whose voice belongs to who.He takes a few steps back onto the porch. For a few moments, all he can do is watch in bemusement. He’s jolted out of his gaze by an inevitable  snort of laughter.“You’ve really thought this through,” Merriell drawls, and takes a long drag from his cigarette.Gene sighs through his teeth, and debates the merits of intervening. He could let them wear themselves out – it seems easiest. Then again, if they keep this racket up, the entire bayou is going to be awake, and old Etienne might just get offended enough do do something about it.So he reluctantly clears his throat and steps forward. “Everyone,” he calls; and when this gets no response, “everyone!”Nothing. He’s not sure what he expected.A sudden projectile flies past his head, not leaving Gene time to duck. It shatters against the nearest tree with a loud crash. The noise is jarring enough that, all at once, the chorus of screams cuts off. Merriell is standing up now, staring at the group with a wide-eyed, unreadable expression. He’s doing the thing again, Gene realizes, and fights not to moan. The creepy thing. This is why Merriell is the cousin they don’t like to leave alone in the house.“Oh, look at that. You do know how to shut your mouths.” Merriell’s lips curl back in what no sane person would call a grin. He looks thrilled. “Makes it lots nicer ‘round here when it’s quiet.”Babe is the one to break the spell that Merriell seems to have cast over the group. His attention swivels back to Gene, and he chokes on air as he fights to form words. “G-G-Gene! There’s a, there’s, it’s a goddamn –”“That’s Etienne,” Gene interjects, stepping off the porch again. “Afraid I’m gonna need y'all to quiet down. My Maman’s inside cooking, and all this screaming’s not good for the gumbo.”Fran is staring at him as if he’s lost his mind – even though she’s the one clinging to the hood of a taxi. “You gave that monster a name?”“He’s our neighbor. We’re friendly.” To prove it, Gene gives Etienne a wave. The old gator, smart enough to not want to get involved, slinks back into the depths of the bayou.Only when he’s gone do the Philly crew seem it safe enough to exit Crisis Mode. Babe peels himself off the ground, while Bill lifts Fran off the hood of the car. No one bothers to help Julian up. When they all turn to Gene, wide eyed and expectant, Gene is reminded of schoolkids waiting for the teacher’s instruction. He’s never wanted to be a teacher.“Lets go inside,” he says after a beat. “Time for you to meet to family. My brothers are out, but my sisters are in, and so’s my Maman. They’re all dying to meet you.”“And who’s this asshole?” Bill demands as they pass Merriell (he pulls Fran a little closer to him when Merriell leers at her). His cousin doesn’t seem offended in the least, so Gene just rolls his eyes.“That’s Merriell. He’s part of the family, but he ain’t supposed to be here now. You can ignore him.”As the Philly gang filters through the doorway, one after the other, Gene feels like a mama duckling counting heads. Only when he gets to the last head – full of messy ginger hair – does he pause to look up into Babe’s bright face.“That might have been a rough start,” Babe whispers, looping an arm around his waist, “but this is gonna be a great vacation, Gene. I’m sure of it.”Gene bathes in the confidence of his boyfriend’s words. He wants more than anything to believe that Babe is right.The jagged smile he glimpses on Merriell’s face, however, suggests that Babe and his friends are in for more trouble than they’re prepared to handle.