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the-fiction-witch · 1 year ago

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Just To Spite You

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Flirty AF

Requested: Hi, I would like to request something It's for the jack Dawkins book The reader's father is throwing a party and invites a lot of people including jack , the reader's enemy. They hate each other, the thing is there is such a thick tension between them they can't deny it but it has to be a secret

I stood at the top of the staircase doing my best to hold my breath and keep out of view. I looked down at myself in my little heeled shoes too tight for my feet, my tight stockings, my endless crinoline, bird cage of wicker, petticoats, my corset on tight enough to strangle me, and my huge uncomfortable gold glittering ballgown around me, the top off my shoulders but tight to my skin so much it would truly mark me, my long sheer glittering butterfly sleeves almost to the floor, A band of teal blue ribbon around my waist, my hem and as a choker around my neck. I had skin-tight white gloves to my elbows already glimmering from the glitter that had fallen from my dress, a ring around my finger with a large blue gem attached to the bottom my dress so I would not have to hold it to move or dance, My hair had taken hours or meticulous combing and curling and now allowed to hang freely down my back. I hated to look at myself. I felt uncomfortable. Out of place. But this is what my father wants for tonight...

Tonight was my father's Grand ball he holds each year, and this year I was a grand piece of it.

I had always been a decoration for his grand balls but tonight was different I know my father is desperate to wed me off before I will begin to be labelled as an old maid or thornback, it already brought him such rage that I was even a spinster.

"If I may announce, formally. My daughter Miss Y/n Y/M/N Y/l/N!" He called out and the party began to applaud.

I sighed and stepped slowly down the stairs knowing the sort of madness if I were to trip or worse fall down the stairs. I stopped at the landing of the stairs looking out the the party, full of eligible men and a few couples of high local importance. They all looked impressed by me but I just felt awful. As soon as I could I grabbed a drink and hid myself in a corner trying to not be passed or looked at much, not easy in this glitter of a gown.

Men often came up to me to greet me so I forced a smile and a nod a drank more.

"Having fun?" A smirking voice spoke up I glanced to my side and saw a familiar sight... admittedly He'd cleaned up.

Dr Jack Dawkins leant on the wall a pair of well-shined shoes, black trousers, and his usual shirt but it was actually white. Good god I didn't know he still owned any that were still white and not an off-grey from washing blood out, a light cream waistcoat with a slight teardrop pattern to it, a white tie around his neck and a black jacket folded over his arm, his hair well fixed without its usual fluffy frizz and his hands clean... or well as clean as one can get a surgeon's hands without bathing them in acid.

"Ohh yes, Thrilling." I sighed downing the rest of my drink at the mere idea of the two of us having to... be nice to one another.

"You're father's gone all out."

"He will. He does. He's a social man."

"And you're a recluse."

"I am not a social recluse Dr Dawkins, I meer wish to spend my time socializing with people with high intellect and important things to say."

"That's why you're talking to me?" he smirked,

"No. You are neither of those things so if you could kindly take your buggery blonde butt elsewhere that would be... Marvellous." I sighed as I saw a drinks tray go past so I quickly took one and so did he,

"Pompous Old maid" he muttered

"Butcher."

"Whiner"

"Coot"

"Witch"

"Uneducated scoundrel"

"Patronizing Princess"

"irritating malevolent"

"Snobbish toffee nose"

"illiterate Phiilistine"

"exasperating Spinster"

"Crude vagabond" I complained, "will you go away!"

"I would, however, every woman here is married, courting or an utter idiot. And at least you can hold a conversation."

"Even if I'm going to insult you."

"Insult me all you want just please don't talk about bloody flowers. I can't hear anymore."

"What are you doing here anyway?"

"You're father invited me."

"Why? He knows about my... feelings towards you."

"I believe he mistakes our hatred for sexual tension," he said,

"Why would he do that?"

"At least he sees you talking to me, even if we are arguing. And let's face it most husbands and wives are like this after five years so... maybe he just thinks we are getting a head start" he said sipping his drink

"You are one of the most insufferable men I have ever met Mr Dawkins."

"Dr Dawkins. You're going to insult me you can do it correctly Sweetheart."

"Do not call me sweetheart!" I glared

"Why? Are you gonna fight me in your glittery little dress sweetheart?" He smirked moving closer and bending himself to make eye contact like you would with a child given he was a whole head taller than me "Or better yet take it off and we can go upstairs."

My response was to simply throw my drink in his face and march off elsewhere.

Unfortunately, I was found by my father who forced me to begin the usual nonsense, I now had to dance with any man who asked it of me and of course many did. I found it utterly nauseating being held and dancing with these men only interested in me for my father's money all while on display to everyone meaning if I pulled a face or acted up everyone would know. Luckily it would soon be over as most of the eligible men invited I had now danced with.

This man finished up with me kissed my gloved hand and returned to his friends, leaving me before him.

Jack stood with a wide smirk his jacket now back on he bowed and offered his hand, I did my best to hide my face but I'm sure I turned red with anger.

"Don't you dare," I whispered letting him take my hand and giving it a sweet kiss

"Ohh I will princess. Just to spite you" He smirked holding my hand in his own he grabbed my waist and forced me close enough I could feel the buttons on his jacket, I sighed and moved my hand to his shoulder,

"I am going to dispice every moment of this."

"I think I'm going to enjoy it," he smirked as we began to dance, he lead of course even if at times I did fight with him luckily many others danced too so we could speak even in hushed tones and I didn't have to be as careful hiding my emotions

"Do you have to hold me so tight my father will get angry?"

"Ohh that's the plan, I want us to be close."

"Why?"

"well half because I can make your father suspicious, and I can see down your dress."

"You just get more and more insufferable don't you Dr dawkins."

"Ohh I do, it's awfully fun." He chuckled "Christ I can feel the glitter on your dress flaking off in my hand"

"Perhaps I shall send you home glittery and sparkling,"

"You would wouldn't you."

"I would. Just to spite you."

"God even your perfume is infuriating" he whispered in a sly tone as we danced doing a good spin or two,

"Ohh I live for the moments you spin me away, Dr Dawkins,"

"Ohh why do you get a moment of peace from my arms?"

"No, because for a few brief seconds, I don't have to smell your blood-laden aftershave."

"Perhaps I smell bloody because I'm a vampire about to bite your neck sweetheart."

"You bite my neck, and I chop your dick off," I said purposely forcing him to spin me out but he quickly spun me back into his chest

"Ooohh feisty" He smirked

"At least my drink somewhat covers your aftershave."

"Well then I thank you for making me more palatable"

"Ohh you're far from palatable."

"You know, you're not a bad dancer."

"Neither are you, surprisingly." I sighed "How did you get this good?"

"So I'm good am I?"

"For a butcher."

"I was in the navy, you'd be surprised how many officer's balls you attend. You pick things up."

"I imagine all the ladies wanted to dance with you,"

"Ohh they did, but I save my skills for the pretty ones."

"so I'm pretty am I?"

"Gorgeous Sweetheart." He whispered

"Don't call me sweetheart." I glared digging my nails into his hand

"You are adorable when your are angry, like a little pixie."

"One of these days Dr. Dawkins, you're going to wake up with me over you."

"Ohh I'm betting I will" he smirked

"And I shall drive your own scalpel into your heart."

"Ohhh sweetheart, such a violent little thing you are." He smirked, "Just remember you do anything to me, I will haunt your every waking moment, I will be the face you see in your nightmares and trust me you'll be having nothing but."

"Just dance doctor." I sighed

"Why? Are you enjoying our dance? or do you just like a man having you in his arms."

"I've been dancing in men's arms all night."

"Not boys. A Man sweetheart."

"Ohh I would love too, shame I don't see any men here tonight."

"One of these days I'm going to have you tied down on my operating table."

"Ohh? Didn't know you were into that sort of thing Dr Dawkins."

"Ohhh you'd be surprised by the sorts of things I'm into."

"Ohh getting rejected by little ladies? even after you saved their lives."

"You know. I'm a doctor."

"As you keep saying."

"One of these days you'll need my help, you'll be laid on my table, and only I will be able to save you."

"Ohh? And you'll let me die I suppose out of pure spite?"

"No." he smirked as we finished our dance he took a step back and brought my hand to his lips giving it a firm kiss never breaking eye contact "I'd ensure you live. Just to spite you." He smiled "Goodnight Miss Y/l/n"

"Goodnight Dr Dawkins."

"It was a pleasure," he smiled wickedly before he headed back into the main mess of the party.

Ohh, my god... I hate that man.

why does he have to be so..... Ughhh! there isn't been a word for that man!

I fixed my dress a little before I noticed.

MY RING!

It's gone!

Ohh and I know just the slippery eel who took it.

"Miss if I may-" A man began trying to dance with me

"Not now." I snapped lifting my dress and marching through the party to find Dr Dawkins, and I spotted him leaving the main room so I rushed after him grabbed his jacket and yanked him into the music room empty for this evening

"What the hell!" He yelled

"My ring I know you stole it!"

"I haven't stolen anything."

"Liar!"

"Ohh you come to admit I've stolen your heart?"

"Give me my ring Jack! it was my mother's give it back."

He rolled his eyes and handed me my ring back

"You are... the most unendurable peacockish Lobcock of a man I have ever had the misfortune of meeting!"

"You are the most horrendous upstart of a woman I have ever met!"

Both of us were red in the face from yelling, our blood boiling I wanted to kill him to throw him across the room but I grabbed his shirt and he grabbed my face and we kissed with more passion and heat than I had ever felt in a kiss, his lips soft and gentle as we slowly kissed in utter silence. It was... the most amazing kiss of my life.

We stopped and moved away from each other both of us gasping and trying to comprehend what just happened between us.

"What the hell was that..."

"I have no idea."

"Do you wanna fight me or fuck me jack!"

"I don't know!"

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"I don't know. you're a ...complicated woman and you make me feel... Complicated"

"Complicated?"

"Some days, I swear to god I could strangle you! but... I also want to hold you and kiss you"

"I...I admit I want to slap you so so badly but... I also really want to kiss you." I answered, "Did you wanna do it again?"

"God yes!" He gasped pulling me back to his lips, I happily kissed him back stroking his neck and tugging on his hair, and he backed me against the closed door "Ummm you evil little witch! all this time all you've done is wind me up, I want you. I need you. I swear to god I will tie you to my bed tonight and have my way with you kicking and screaming if I have to."

"I want you too. I need you too. I want you forced on my bed until you beg me for mercy"

"Ohh I wouldn't beg you for mercy. Just to spite you."

"Then I'd never scream just to spite you."

"Ohh I'll make you scream sweetheart."

"Don't call me sweetheart."

"Ohh I will," he smirked

"We must stop"

"We must."

"I don't want to."

"Me either."

"But we must." I gasped moving away "We must. We... we must build a wall between us. These emotions they must... never be revealed."

"No... they mustn't" he nods

I found myself unable to not stare but he also couldn't help it, as we stood five feet from each other wanting nothing more than to be in each other's arms

"Beleive me... if your father and his party were not on the other side of that door." He said, "I would throw you on this floor and ruin you."

"As would I you." I answered "But... we cannot. People will hear. people will talk. We can never be together."

"Why not? this is a ball to find you a husband isn't it?"

"why would I ever want to be married to you!"

"Because we can't resist each other. You know it. I know it. Our anger has always been just boiling tension... take my hand. and come with me to see your father. Let me marry you. and I swear our lives will be nothing but enthralled passion and ecstasy."

"I do not wish to be married."

"And you can't avoid it. you know you can't your father will wed you to the first of those boys who ask... and you know your life could be infuriating if you were married. At least if you marry me you know it will be."

"Passion made fade in time."

"If it does... it will be too late. I will be yours. your will be mine. I do not imagine our passion fading but if it does, I will keep you in my arms, love you endlessly, and make love to you with the passion of tonight. Just to spite you."

"if we were to marry, you must understand that I will have to trust you... and if you break it Dr dawkins. I will see to it that your life is miserable and I will never ever give you peace, just to spite you."

"Understood. marry me. Be my bride. And I swear I will suffer with you all of my days." he said taking my hands

"....Marry me. Make me your bride... so we can suffer this fate together for the rest of our lives." I stroked across his face

He pulled me to his lips and we kissed with such hunger, such passion and love.

"I love you sweetheart,"

"Love you too Jack." I smiled laying my head on his chest and he rested his chin on my head

"Come on then, let's go see your father before some boy tries to snap you up, sweetheart."

"Alright jack" I smiled holding his arm as we returned to the party.

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satansapostle6 · 4 months ago

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Angel With A Broken Wing | Jonah Simms

And if I may just take your breath away / I don't mind if there's not much to say / Sometimes the silence guides a mind / To move to a place so far away / The goosebumps start to raise / The minute that my left hand meets your waist / And then I watch your face / Put my finger on your tongue 'cause you love to taste, yeah / These hearts adore, everyone the other beats hardest for / Inside this place is warm / Outside it starts to pour

Warnings: Mature language and themes. Sexual content.

Chapter One: How Joan of Arc Felt

“I… don’t like pizza…”

He frowns, feeling dejected. “Oh…”

I sat at a table by myself during my break at work, staring up at my coworker blankly, not exactly sure why my lunch was being intruded on by someone trying to randomly ask me out on a date.

“Oh, well…” he tries to think. “Would you… wanna get… Mexican food…?” he looks at me expectantly, hoping for some kind of approval.

I stare up at him, blinking profusely. He just nods, finally getting the hint.

“Okay, maybe the cuisine isn’t the issue…” he says awkwardly, deciding for some reason to take the seat across from me, hilariously missing the point, “Maybe I should start smaller…”

I just sigh as I finish my food, reaching into my bag next to me for my book, as he just watches.

“So… I don’t think I’ve seen you around, when did you start?”

I don’t look up. “About a month ago.”

This seems to confused him.

“A month ago,” he questions, “What—I don’t remember ever seeing you around…”

I turn the page in my book. “Yeah, I tend to avoid the break room…”

For obvious reasons.

He nods awkwardly. “Right…” he looks up nervously, “Sorry, what’s your name?”

I stare at him in disbelief. “Sophie.”

For some reason, this is phenomenal.

“Sophie! Right! Lovely name,” he compliments me.

The level of intimacy there was to his eye contact was enough to make my fear of commitment kick in.

“I’m Jonah…”

I look up at him, forcing a smile as I try to get him to get the point. “Okay…!”

He just nods, glancing down at the table. “Right… Not much of a talker, are you?”

I give him another forced smile, trying to reiterate my point. I look back down at my book, trying to enjoy the rest of my break as I listen to music.

“So… Whatcha reading?” he chuckles, desperate to come off as friendly.

“Bukowski.”

“Oh… Wow. Edgy,” he chuckles nervously, only to be met with silence.

I continue ignoring him.

“What book is it?” Jonah asks me.

I drawl, sounding bored, “Love Is a Dog From Hell.”

“Wow… That’s a great one. I mean— From what I’ve heard. I haven’t… actually read it… I heard it’s wrought with hall that Bukowski raw grittiness, you know?”

I was polite enough not to audibly sigh.

“So, uh… what are you listening to? Anything good?”

“Are you saying I’d be listening to something bad?”

He’s flabbergasted. “What?! No… I just… Uh, what are you listening to?”

“My favorite band.”

“What’s, uh… your favorite band?”

“Devil’s Witches,” I told him.

“Ooh. Sounds… really cool, what genre are they?”

I sigh. “A mix of doom metal and acid rock.”

“Really?” he asks, interested. “What are, uh… What are their songs about?”

“Sex, witchcraft, and the Vietnam War.”

He looks stunned by the variety. “Sex, witchcraft, and the… Vietnam War, huh?”

He thinks for a moment.

“Is that… interesting for you?”

I look up at him, trying not to glare.

“I-No, no,” he says, quickly realizing his mistake, “Not because you’re Vietnamese—”

I raise an eyebrow.

“I mean—Uh, I’m not… assuming that you’re Vietnamese,” he said, looking at me a bit too hard. “Are you… Viet—You know what? It’s none of my business,” he smiles.

I just nod, fake-smiling as I look back down at my book.

“You’re… not the social type, are you?” he surmised.

I decided to at least validate that with a response. “Nope.”

Jonah leans forward, curious about something. “Hey, what’s your Myers-Briggs type?”

I felt like I was talking to a child. I sigh, putting down my book and taking out my earbuds. It was clear to me I wasn’t going to get any peace and quiet any time soon, so I decided to bite.

“Why don’t you guess?”

He looks shocked, as if he wasn’t actually expecting me to participate in the conversation.

“I-Uh… I don’t know, I wanna say…”

I raise an eyebrow, which quickly throws him off. It was pathetic, but also the tiniest bit attractive, in a weird, roundabout way.

“I don’t know, you’re stoic, and direct…” he thinks to himself, definitely overthinking, “I don’t know… maybe ISTJ?”

I shake my head. “Nope.”

Jonah accepts this with a nod. “Uh… INTP, then?”

“Mm-mm,” I shake my head.

“Hmm, okay, let’s see… ENTJ?” he guesses.

“Nope.”

“Uh… ISTP?” he offers.

“Wrong.”

Jonah looks stumped. “What about… INTJ?”

I smile. “Finally.”

He chuckles, seeming fairly pleased with himself. “Wow. Really? I guess that makes sense,” he remarks.

“How so?” I ask him.

He seems surprised by the question. “I… I don’t know. You seem calculated, and intelligent…”

I keep up with the Aubrey Plaza stare, unimpressed. He keeps going.

“Perceptive…”

He looks at me inquisitively, trying to figure me out like a puzzle. “So, what’s your enneagram type?” He can’t wait to share. “I’m a 1. 1w9.”

I just sigh. “I’ll save you some time… INTJ, 8w9, 853, RCOEI, VLFE, choleric-melancholic, sp/sx.”

He stares at me in complete disbelief, in awe of my tangent.

“Wow. You’re, like, really into typology. You know, I’m actually super into it myself…. ENFJ. 152. SCOEI, LEVF, sanguine-phlegmatic, sx/so…” he grins. “Looks like we have some huge differences, and some huge similarities…”

I’m not quite sure how, but he somehow made discussing typology uncomfortable.

“Wait, hold on,” he said, seeming genuinely troubled, “Can I… ask you, about some of your types, because they seem kind of contradictory…”

I frown. “How is my personality contradictory?”

He quickly tries to reassure me. “No, no, that’s… I just mean, I’ve never heard of an INTJ being an 8… Or a VLFE, or choleric…”

I raise an eyebrow. “So… How often, exactly, do you discuss typology with people in real life? And how many of those people, would you say, have actually been INTJ’s? And if they were, how many of them have been different types? And also, it’s just not that big of a deal?”

Jonah grimaces awkwardly. “Okay, I see your point…”

He tries to think. “Uh… What would be a better, less controversial topic to discuss… Politics? Religion? Abortion guns?”

I scoff with laughter. He smiles, seeming glad to have at least partially won me over.

“And what exactly is an ‘abortion gun’?”

He just shrugs charismatically. “I don’t know, I’m not a doctor.”

We both chuckle, a momentary silence between the two of us.

“Well, you’re in luck. I’m not really religious.”

“Yeah, me neither,” Jonah agrees, “I do kinda understand the appeal of spirituality, though.”

I nod. “Yeah… I guess if I had to choose, I’d be partial to Satanism,” I shrug.

“Ha,” Jonah laughs immediately, grin slowly fading as he observes the lack of humor in my tone. “Wait… You’re not… serious, are you, like, that was just a joke?”

“Why would it be a joke?”

Maybe I was being too hard on the guy; I don’t know. Maybe he was being perfectly nice, and I was being standoffish and unpleasant, but something about being receptive of this interaction just didn’t sit right with me. Jonah was fairly pretentious; he was kind of entitled, and a bit of a nuisance, and I felt like I had to at least try to point that out to him, or else I was just being a doormat and letting this Berkeley Ken doll walk all over me. I don’t know; maybe I should’ve been nicer to him, but part of me wanted to test him in every way I could, to make sure he truly deserved my kindness first before I offered it to him.

Jonah scoffs, “I don’t know… You just… seem very intelligent… I mean, it makes sense, with the tattoos, and stuff, but…”

I raise an eyebrow.

“Uh—I mean… You don’t seem like you’d worship the devil…”

I raise an eyebrow. “Do you know what Satanism is?”

Jonah scoffed dismissively for someone who started this conversation. “Well, not really…”

Of course. Guys like him, tip-of-the-iceberg liberals, love to preach inclusivity and diversity and acceptance, until it comes to Satanism, or Luciferianism, or the existing practice of witchcraft.

“Most Satanists are LaVeyan Satanists. LaVeyan Satanists are atheists. They don’t believe in any god, or beings.”

He gives me a funny look.

“But… They still believe in… the idea of Satan? What is the idea of Satan, I mean, other than sin, and evil…”

I stare at him, not really wanting to have this conversation. “Satanists believe in free will, and logic…”

“How does… the devil… represent free will?”

“How does he… not?” I question.

“But, God represents love and faith… The devil represents evil, and sin.”

I frown. “I thought you said you weren’t religious.”

“Oh, well, I’m not, but…” he sighs. “I don’t know, I just can’t justify following a religion that promotes evil, and sin…”

“Really, dude?”

He seems surprised. “What? I just…”

I laugh, seeing the irony of his ‘woke’ persona.

“You just what? Think one religion is better than another? Even if you don’t know anything about it?” I smile, loving this.

Jonah comes unraveled. “Uh…”

“Would you have said that if I were Buddhist? Or Muslim?”

“Uh, well, that’s… different…”

I laugh at him still. “Can you even tell me, say, the commandments of Satanism?”

He thought for a moment. “Well, no…”

I cross my arms expectantly.

“Okay. That was unfair,” he admits.

“Yeah?”

He stares at the table for a moment, thinking.

“Hey… Would you mind telling me about it… maybe? I’m kinda curious now,” he offers.

I consider it for a moment. “About what, exactly?”

“Well, I don’t know… I just always thought the devil was evil,” he explains.

“Well… some might argue that God is evil,” I shrug.

“But…” he pauses, “How is God evil?”

“Uh… genocide? Like, all of them? From the beginning of time?” I reason.

Jonah stares off into space. “Right…”

I sigh. “Look… Say what you want about Satanism, but it was technically created to undo all the religious trauma other religions created. I mean, it’s probably the only religion that includes not making unwanted sexual advances, or asking someone who’s bothering you to stop before ‘destroying them’, which is probably the best thing I’ve ever heard.”

He looks at me uncomfortably. “But… that sounds kind of excessive,” he notes.

“Have you heard Exodus 21?”

He shakes his head “No, I don’t think I’m familiar…”

“So, Exodus 21 states that if a man strikes his servant with a rod, he shall be punished. But if that slave lives on for ‘one or two days’, the man will not be punished because, and I quote, ‘the slave is his money’. Does that not sound excessive to you?”

He chuckles nervously, “Wha—No! That’s not… Okay, yeah… Fair point. I guess I didn’t realize I had a bit of a bias. Wow. You’re right…”

I just nod, before going back to my reading. He looks at me with disdain.

“Hey, you know… You could be nicer to people, you know?” he scoffs.

I look up at him in disbelief. “I’m sorry?”

He looks at me angrily. “What, I’m trying to have a conversation with you, and—”

“Yeah. You’re trying to have a conversation with me. On my break. While I clearly wanted to be alone,” I argue.

“I—Well, you were pretty rude to me—”

I laugh bitterly, “Because you sat down in front of me, without asking, asked me on a date, then started asking me a bunch of personal questions, and then judged me, all in a weird attempt to flirt with me.”

He seems genuinely shocked. “Oh. Well—”

“No, now it’s my turn to talk, pretty boy. You came over to talk to me, knowing I wanted to be alone, just to try and convince me to like you. Well, guess what, dude?” I groaned. “You’re not better than me just because you smile more. You’re not Mr. fucking Rogers just because you started this conversation. You’re being rude, and annoying, and just weird!” I cried.

Jonah just sits there, stunned. “Wow. I… Wow.”

He looks at me apologetically, trying to apologize.

“I’m sorry, God, I never thought of it that way… I’m sorry, Sophie, I didn’t mean to bother you,” he breathes.

I just sigh. “It’s fine, Jonah, I don’t care…”

For some reason, I just couldn’t make my mind up about this guy. Was he sweet, and confused, or was he just an asshole in sheep’s clothing? We both sat in awkward silence, just as Garrett rolled into the break room. Garrett looks up at me as he stops at the vending machine, seeming to pick up on the odd moment transpiring between me and Jonah.

“Sophie…!”

I nod. “Hey.”

“Want something from the vending machine?” he asked politely.

I look over at him, grinning. “Yeah, sure… While you’re down there.”

Garrett smirks, grabbing me my usual bag of chips from the vending machine. Jonah looks automatically offended, speaking up on Garrett’s behalf.

“Hey, that’s messed up! You can’t—”

Jonah watches, mouth agape, as Garrett hands me my chips, not realizing he was in on this the entire time.

“Oh. You guys…”

I nod. “Yeah.”

Garrett chimes in, a frown on his face. “We’re friends. We do this every time, man.”

Jonah just nods. “Oh…”

I stare at him, opening my chips as Garrett moves over to another table in the break room.

*****

Later that same day, I stop outside Cloud 9 after I clock out, lighting up a cigarette as I see someone approaching me.

“Hey…”

I look over to see Jonah standing there, hands in his pockets in a rather uncomfortable position.

“Hey,” I respond, not necessarily enthusiastic.

“So…” he begins, “We got off on the wrong foot, didn’t we?”

I nod as I look down at the ground. “Yup…”

He lets out an uncomfortable sound, reminded of the horrible start we’d gotten off to earlier in the day.

“So… Agh,” Jonah groans, “Hey, I’m really sorry about that, uh, all of it, I didn’t mean to…”

I just sigh, not knowing what to say, “Look, Jonah… I really don’t care. Okay? Everyone has off days, everyone gets awkward. I get it. You don’t have to explain yourself. Okay? We’re good, starting now.”

Jonah just looks at me, completely stunned. “I-Wow. Uh, thank you,” he says, looking relieved.

I just nod quietly as I enjoy my cigarette. He then chuckles shyly as he looks me up and down, back in douche-mode, evidently. I try my best to ignore his outright male sluttiness.

“So… Uh, you’re a Bukowski fan?”

I nod. “Mhm.”

“What other authors are you into?” he asks me. “I’m curious…”

“I… Like Poe, Oscar Wilde, Dostoevsky, Kafka…”

He nods, impressed. “Wow. I, uh… expected Poe, given your whole… look,” he says with an odd grin.

I just nod, looking down at my tattoos. “Right.”

“Didn’t expect Kafka, though. Or Dostoevsky. Your taste is very… bespoke.”

“Sure,” I offer, somewhat annoyed by the word.

“So, you… Seem like the wild type,” he flirts, watching me stomp out my cig as I just raise an eyebrow.

“What?” I question.

Jonah grins. “You know… I’m sure you like to live on the wild side. Get into all sorts of trouble…”

I almost vomited on the spot. He suddenly clears his throat, just now realizing he should be embarrassed. But before he can embarrass himself any further, I hear my name.

“Soph!”

Jonah and I both look. Jonah watches as I run to hug my daughter, currently being dropped off by her father.

“Hi, baby!” I smile as Jonah watches.

I can tell that he’s shocked as I greet my five year-old daughter, Gigi, looking up at Ryan, her father.

“Thank you,” I tell him.

He just nods. “I’ll pick her up from school tomorrow.”

I watch as he heads back to his car, leaving.

“Ready to go?” I ask her.

Gigi nods excitedly as I take her hand and lead her to my car, away from a rather guilty and embarrassed Jonah.

Chapter Two

#jonah simms #jonah superstore #superstore #superstore nbc #ben feldman #jonah x reader #jonah simms fanfic #jonah simms x reader

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tamrielf · 1 year ago

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Hi I’m 🔮༉‧₊˚🕸 Katie ਏਓ ∙ 🕷‧₊˚𖦹

my interests include: my interests include horror, dragons, elves, vampires, werewolves, faeries, sirens, skulls, alice: madness returns, skyrim, the legend of zelda, animal crossing, lord of the rings, game of thrones, house of the dragon, harry potter, anything fantasy related. halloween anime, twilight, twin peaks, ginger snaps, jennifer’s body, queen of the damned, charmed, buffy the vampire slayer, sabrina the teenage witch, supernatural, texas chainsaw massacre, silent hill, the shining, the crow, the munsters, oddities and anything macabre or strange, teeth, anatomy, video games, many forms of art, books, writing, comics, guitar, gloomy and rainy days, seahorses, jellyfish, and marine life in general, wolves, bats, sci-fi, goth and ethereal music, 90’s grunge, nu metal, mythology, abandoned houses, hiking, graveyards, flora & fauna, morbid science, 90’s fashion, witchy things, the colors purple & periwinkle, gothic architecture, kurt cobain/nirvana, alice in chains, mazzy star, the band HIM, korn, slipknot, acid bath, type o negative, evanescence, lana del rey, killswitch engage, rob zombie, deftones, the birthday massacre, mushroomhead, the cure, diva destruction, lacuna coil, cradle of filth, switchblade symphony, swords and other fantasy weaponry, crystals, potions, mushroom foraging, cosplay, psychology, true crime, lilies, orchids, poppies, cannabis, foggy forests, the pacific northwest, washington state, salem massachusetts, & so sooo much more✨

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sw33t-666 · 4 months ago

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Intro!! (i need mutuals lol :)

Hii welcome to my blog!!

[she/they]

Intp

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Im goth but i also listen to a lot of other genres

My favourite band of all time is HIM and some of my other fav bands are:

light asylum ,sanguis et cinis, joj, black sabbath, mephisto walz, Noisuf-x ,switchblade symphony, skinny puppy ,hole, the smiths , bongzilla ,rosetta stone ,electric wizard, acid bath , agents of oblivion , acid witch ,type o, diva destriction and more but this would get long..

I love art , i might post my drawings/painting here and some point :)

i also love films and collect dvds esp vampire ones 🧛‍♀️ and horror 🩸

#gothic #goth #looking for moots #art #horror #gothblr #90s goth #goth music #metal

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savage-kult-of-gorthaur · 1 year ago

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TAKE A TAB OF THIS FOR ALL YOUR HEAVY MUSIC NEEDS -- CLASS OF '98.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on cover art to stoner/DOOM/psychedelic/sludge metal magazine/fanzine?, "Bad Acid" tab #2 (published September 1998), zine founded by David Gedge, Poole, UK. Cover Art by Erik Roper.

Source: https://archive.org/details/thewitchesbrew_images.

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ravenkinnie · 2 months ago

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get to know me better

i was tagged by @rapaccini ty!!

name/nickname: patrycja

middle name: none

pronouns: they/she

gender: nb

sexual orientation: lesbian babeyyy

age: 27

zodiac sign: scorpio

birthday: november

relationship status: I have a wife who eats people

work field/studying: I have a boring emails and meetings job acc <3

favorite colors: red and black

some of your favorite movies: secretary, the blackcoats daughter, pearl, the descent, three billboards outside ebbing missouri

some of your favorite bands: sir chloe, hole, london after midnight, of monsters and men, inkubus sukkubus

some of your favorite singers: allie x, emily from night club her high pitch scratches my brain, poppy, tove lo, ari mason

some of your favorite books: hangsaman by shirley jackson, white is for witching by helen oyeyemi, bunny by mona awad, the particular sadness of lemon cake by aimee bender, tender by sofia samatar

some of your favorite songs: something to believe in//eat the acid by kesha, lucretia my reflection by sisters of mercy, blue monday by new order, love like ghosts by lord huron, mateo by tove lo

some of your favorite actors/actresses: I don't really stan anyone because they always turn out to be supporting polansky or sth - and I'm too jealous of successful hot people to be a stan - but I've watched many movies just because the actress was hot and will continue to do so

some of your favorite tv shows: bojack horseman, greys anatomy - private practice - station 19 fused universes yes I watched all three, brand new cherry flavour, interview with the vampire, sex and the city

celebrity crushes: I don't crush really but I saw how tall hozier is irl and ykw!! would

tagging @lullabyes22-blog @dubiousdisco @aeolid-funkt @jiyuu-no-senshii @milfzatannaz

#tagging game

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hunter-sylvester · 8 months ago

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Hi, you recommended me some music a while back. I finally got through it all (finding time to just listen to music was a bitch) but I loved most of it (by most I mean I only disliked one song. *Alestorm by Alestorm*) but I absolutely loved the rest. Especially Skraeckoedlan and Spaceslug, and was curious if you had any more possible recommendations? Anyway, I hope you have a good day. Thanks again for those recommendations, I really liked listening to them!

Hey ^-^

I'm really glad you liked most of it! I tried to drop a bit of variety so only one miss is honestly a better outcome than I expected. Big on Alestorm personally but I understand that pirate metal is not going to be for everyone lmaooo

And I can absolutely drop some more recs 🤘

Sidenote that I love that you listed Spaceslug as one of the bands you particularly enjoyed. The first type of metal I truly fell in love with was psychedelic doom (Spaceslug being one of the bands) and it really got me through the tail-end of my teens.

Music below the cut 🎵🎶

Honestly, if you haven't already, my first rec would be to check out Spaceslug's entire discography. While Time Travel Dilemma is my favorite album from them, everything they've put out is phenomenal imo.

(The above lowkey goes for most bands I listed before, except Candlemass. Candlemass has a bit of vocalist fuckery and I've not enjoyed their newer albums at all. While you might, I can't say I recommend them. )

I listed some full albums again below but I also took the liberty of just making a fucking playlist. I tried to get it to have a cohesive flow at first but that proved a bit impossible to achieve after a while 💀 so it's just a clusterfuck of stuff. I threw in some songs by bands mentioned before, some I hadn't mentioned but that fit the profile and a few "wildcards"

Full Albums:

Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats: Psychedelic Rock/Doom Metal Seen these guys live. They just straight up fuck. They're so good.

Celtic Frost: Thrash/Death/Black Metal (early); Gothic/Doom Metal (later) Personally, I love the almost goth sound in Celtic Frosts' Monotheist as well as their album To Mega Therion

Katatonia: [Doom/Death Metal (early); Gothic/Alternative/Progressive Rock/Metal (later)] Softer, sad boy music, but still metal (fun fact: Movie!Hunter approves)

Purple Hill Witch: Doom Metal Just some good heavy doom.

Honorable non-metal mentions (shock horror ik, but they're good) All Them Witches - Lightning At The Door (desert rock) Witchcraft - Witchcraft (desert rock, early) Somali Yacht Club - The Sun (stoner rock)

#tysm for asking dude #hope some of it is to your liking again #also idk why I called the playlist that #it was the first thing that came to mind #my post #answered ask #songs #song recs #hunters asks #hunterposts

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sbrown82 · 2 years ago

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honestly, I'm not surprised that Jagger had an affair with Marsha when Marianne was a sleepy, deadly heroin addict. She miscarriaged because of drugs and, after that, started doing more drugs in grief. Kinda crazy. And I don't understand why she started doing drugs, especially when she had a little son to care about. But she is besties with Anita Pallenberg so it says a lot.

Anita Pallenberg had a bad influence on people. Bill Wyman even said that and often said she was an actual "witch" Lol! She was the one who introduced Brian jones to acid, hash and pills, she got Keith addicted to heroin because she shot up almost everyday, and Marianne used to hang around her all the time too and became a real addict. All these people used drugs recreationally before they met her. It really got bad once she came on the scene.

And yes, Mick Jagger gravitated toward Marsha because she was real. She ain't even want anything to do with him at first. In fact, she turned him down and that intrigued him. She did everything for him: when his girlfriend was strung out on drugs she was there, when he fired Brian Jones from the band and needed a new guitarist she got one for him, when he needed a new secretary to handle all Rolling Stones affairs she got one for him, she was there when the Hell's Angels wanted to bust a cap in his ass, she was there whenever he was bored, lonely, needed to get laid...he fucking played her. He played her and damn near ruined her life.

#marsha hunt #anita pallenberg #marianne faithfull #mick jagger #keith richards #brian jones #the rolling stones #old school tea #anon #sbrown82

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redstuffs-ig · 3 months ago

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okay FUCK IT time to ramble about my weird lil OC verse / story project. TW mentions of child death

so for context I should clarify where the inspo came from: I was listening to Creature Feature obsessively, as any fan of spooktober should, more specifically The Greatest Show Unearthed and its sequel, The Greatest Show Unearthed Returns. Both are bangers, check em out, detailing the story of a travelling dark carnival that murders kids and them returning for a survivor long after their first show. I had been thinking of this premise for a bit now, but with the help of a friend I managed to work out a lil story of sorts!

Eleven-year-old Norman Barclay lives an ordinary, albeit boring life in a small, dying town. With nothing to do besides watch paint dry, it comes as quite the surprise when one day, his friend Devin presents him with a pamphlet to the so-called Dark Carnival, a travelling freakshow setting up on town for one night only. The two sneak out to the town's outskirts without their parents' knowledge, as the pamphlet advertises, reaching a massive fairground that wasn't there the night before. Here they meet the Ringmaster, a charismatic showman with a sense of otherworldly mystique to him. Checking the tickets of the two gleeful boys, he introduces the show as "The Terrifying Dark Carnival", a land where fear and fantasy come to life, and where their every wish can come true, for a price. Absolutely captivated with the supernatural attractions and fascinating freaks, the boys gladly indulge in every show the fair has to offer, from fortune readings by a sightless witch to feats of unearthly acrobatics by a troupe of skeletons. They also meet the performers, each more strange and weird than the last: Characters such as Marvelous Mortimer and Giggles, a dynamic duo compromised by a thin, lanky magician and a brutish, hulking clown; Tiffany Saint, the ringmaster's lovely assistant who seemed to exude charma and safety; the Formidable Viktor, a powerful strongman with arms so wide he seemed closer to a gorilla than a human, and the Monster Of A Thousand Beasts; a horrifying chimera of different animals that was kept around like a taming act.

They separate some time into the fair, but when Norman heads backstage to find Devin, he discovers a horrific scene: His friend's mangled corpse, with the showgirl looming over it, mouth unhinged and lined with horrific, jagged teeth. He runs out of there, using a vat of acid to disorient that monster as he escapes, only to find the carnival deserted. The entrance is locked by a gate, set to open when the show departs at the end of the night. Surviving the troupe for hours, Norman is constantly observed by the Ringmaster from his platform, as the entire cast seemed to transform into horrific demons before his eyes. However, Norman somehow kept dodging death, to the growing irritation of the sinister Ringmaster. In the final hour, the man himself stepped off the stage to hunt him down, but just before he can, Norman escapes.

The experience would haunt the sole survivor for fifteen years, during which he would research the Dark Carnival extensively: Record of a travelling band of demons posing as performers stretched back to medieval times, from European city centres to the islands of Japan. Plagued by horrific nightmares, the circus would call to him long after its departure. However, now a grown man, Norman would never expect to find a ticket for an exclusive performance by the Dark Carnival, in town for one night only, just for him.

Deciding to confront his fears, Norman headed for the carnival at the same place where it all began, fifteen years ago. Face to face with the Ringmaster, he was surprised to find the snake-like man grinning ear to ear at his arrival. He greeted him like an old friend, almost excited to subject him to one final nightmare. Unlike last time, the troupe was angry, wasting no time in hunting him down: They remembered the one that got away, and Norman remembered them too, foiling them with snarky taunts rather than terrified whimpers. And the Ringmaster grinned.

As the final hour set in, Norman returned to the centeal grounds to a gut-wrenching sight: The troupe lay slaughtered and mutilated, the Ringmaster standing proudly above the corpses. He clapped at Norman's arrival, calling for an encore, brimming with pride at the sole survivor's daring and cunning. Face to face with the architect of the nightmare, Norman steeled himself for the final showdown, but something made him pause: His entire adult life had been a long, waking nightmare ever since that horrible day, and he had never found peace in the world of the living. Even if it had shattered his mind, there was something alluring about the Carnival. Something dark and wretched, planted into his soul fifteen years ago and now festering deep within him...

The Ringmaster grinned.

whew that was a lot lmfao- Yeah uh. Just felt like sharing!! Me and my pal duke are obsessing over this so now we expose you to it too lol

#original character #oc universe #creature feature #oc rambling #original story #horror oc #reddy can't tag for shit

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doomedandstoned · 6 months ago

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DESERT VULTURES Welcome Summer Heat in New Slow Burner “Honey Beast”

~Doomed & Stoned Debuts~

By Billy Goate

Classic stoner rock vibes with a doom metal underbelly, that's what you get with DESERT VULTURES, a side project of Void Tripper.

"Honey Beast" is the first sounds generated from the band, hailing from Northeastern Brazil -- a departure from the Acid Bath influenced sludge of a Void Tripper's 'Dopefiend' (2021). We're beckoned into the world of Desert Vultures with a trippy sun-touched riff that lingers like the humid haze of a lazy summer day. The song gets menacing with lumbering bass/drum rhythm, dank slow 'n' low guitar, and blunted vocals in the legacy of '70s legends like Pentagram and Black Cat Bones.

Look for Desert Vultures' debut 5-tracker, 'Honey Beast' (2024) next month, with the first single available for streaming and download this Saturday, July 13th on Wet Records (get it here).

Stick it on a playlist with Black Sabbath, Sleep, Moon Coven, and Salem's Pot.

Give ear...

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LYRICS

A bee-like demon witch is in my brain N’ Keeps telling me why I should die Crawling crawling I try to rescue myself I just don’t know where I can hide.

Destroying the masses Her kind is unkind

She’s about to free myself from the spell And spreading new magic on the ground Hiding people tends to disappear They already know they’re gonna die

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#D&S Debuts #Desert Vultures #Fortaleza #Ceara #Brazil #Void Tripper #doom metal #stoner rock #stoner doom #Wet Records #D&S Reviews #Doomed and Stoned

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rodrigobera04 · 11 months ago

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My own poison type list, based on @bogleech poison type concept list.

Here goes:

POISON pure

Slime monster imitating a humanoid creature.

Maiden anime waifu who handles dirt and dust.

Rival of grimer and muk, foam monster of chemicals that pollute water.

Gorgon nurse creating poison antidotes from other Pokémon.

Creature nose sneezing pathogens.

Crocodile with venomous bite, komodo style.

Vampire bat living like a flea, jumping from prey to prey.

Slug crawling quickly thanks to its mucus.

Colorful frog carrying its tadpole on its back in a poisonous duo.

POISON/ROCK

Velociraptor with poison claws, trying to kill its prey with them.

Mortar becoming poisonous by grinding poisonous plants into oneself.

Rattlesnake transforming its rattle into a rocky weapon.

Rock-eating worm, making shelters in them with acid.

Cambrian spider with venomous chelicerae.

Turtle with a poisonous beak and serpentine neck.

Oyster digesting the victim like a Venus flytrap and transforming it into a pearl.

Poisonous stone kitsune based on a Japanese myth.

Dinosaur spitting out gastroliths poisoned with its gastric acid.

POISON/FIGHTING

Snake with arms to catch prey while poisoning it.

Fishing Pokémon using a smelly fish as a club.

Gila monster wrestling fighter.

Ninja specialized in poisoning, launching poisonous kunais and shurikens.

Pokémon with sticky paws that stick to their opponent and poison them.

Stingray with a whip-like tail that ends in a stinger.

Mutant that gained more limbs after being contaminated by a chemical.

Piñata filled with sweets that give him energy but also make him aggressive.

Goat with poisonous horns, after absorbing poison from plants it eats.

POISON/NORMAL

Furry cat that causes allergies due to its fur.

Annoying avinoid monster, personifies noise pollution.

Dog with Band-Aid tongue that heals wounds by licking them.

Creature created from clothes left in nature, causing textile pollution.

Salamander with scratch marks and injuries, contaminating by contact.

Horned lizard crying poison instead of blood.

Scavenging carnivore using bones for combat,your saliva is corrosive.

Snake covered with fur imitating a cute animal, being underestimated by the opponent.

Porpoise releasing ink from his respirator and darkening the water.

POISON/DRAGON

Dragon with pig's snout blowing smoke.

Centipede dragon that hunts other dragons, based on omukade.

Sea serpent covered with symbiotic anemones and cnidarians.

Decrepit wyvern that feeds on carrion, like a vulture.

Basilisk covering its poisonous eyes with its wings.

Hagfish covered in flammable mucus.

Two-headed blood-sucking hydra based on planarians.

Small dragon with a second pair of lethal, stretchable jaws on its throat.

Winged dragon with butterfly wings that spew toxic dust.

POISON/GHOST

Mushroom from abandoned houses, blowing toxic spores that create hallucinations.

Poison bottle liquid, taking the shape of a witch.

Platypus that was poisoned and turned into a bunyp with venomous claws.

Kappa contaminated by pollution, now its head spurts toxic liquid.

Frog parasitized by a larva that replaces its tongue.

Marabou with a poisoned beak, its image resembles a reaper of souls.

Manananggal feeding on Pokémon eggs with its sucking tongue.

Parasitic flower that controls an undead Pokémon, even replacing its head.

Spider wearing his web like a ghost sheet.

POISON/GROUND

Colony of bacteria imitating a candy that fell on the floor.

Caecilian covered with mucus, creating a protective layer with earth.

Viper camouflaged with leaf litter, attracting prey with its larval tail.

Stinky imp living inside a shoe, as if it personifies foot odor.

Hairy animal covered in toxic mud, so dirty that it is unrecognizable.

Flower monster that sprays poison, stealing nutrients from its surroundings.

Babirussa regurgitating a mixture of mud and toxic fruit pulp.

Rotten fruit monster, but with its juice serving as fertilizer for plants to grow.

Rat king of three rodents that form a huge "cerberus" with poisonous incisors.

POISON/FAIRY

Fish seducing with its odor, like a mermaid with perfume.

Stuffed animal that hides poison in its fur.

Centipede colored like a dango skewer to attract insects.

Cupid fairy like mosquito, biting people with pheromones to make them fall in love.

Jester throwing poison pies as a joke.

Rotten egg fairy that can explode into a disgusting yolk.

Doll made from parts of various polluting plastic toys.

Cute, angelic parasite that sucks the blood of dragons.

Hummingbird fed on nectar from toxic flowers, using its beak as a syringe.

POISON/PSYCHIC

Dendrogaster parasitizes staryus and starmies.

Small crustacean controlling a krabby mentally.

Jellyfish-style alien with exposed brain, preserved by a substance.

Reptile monster with an evil eye, making the victim sick by looking at them.

Kinkajou that ate hallucinogenic honey and now commands bees via telepathy.

Sandman releasing sleeping powder that can be lethal when misapplied.

Telepathic and poisonous mushroom that communicates with flora.

Psychic archer launching homing poisonous arrows.

Surreal animal that releases hallucinogenic smoke.

POISON/DARK

Vampire spider flying on its webs like bat wings.

Mamba dominatrix whip, combining the fastest venomous snake and melee weapon.

Shrew with young on its tail that it launches like a catapult.

Jellyfish that live outside the water and crawl through its gelatinous part.

Almost invisible Hara no mushi making people sick.

Garadiavolo with poison used in witchcraft and necromancy.

Tegu lizard with a bony venomous stinger on its tail.

Witch's familiar made from potion smoke in the shape of a cat; steals breath.

Monster covered in a long tongue that covers its body like a mummy's bandage.

POISON/ICE

Polar varano with paralyzing cryogenic saliva.

Leech sucking the heat from its victim, leaving it cold.

Mummified ice age animal harboring an ancient disease.

Poisonous ice cube that melts and releases its toxins.

Dangerous but tasty colored algae ice cream that induces victims to lick it.

Arctic kraken injecting cold venom into its prey's veins through hooks on its tentacles.

Cartoonish microbe from the cold wind, flying and spreading diseases.

Velvet worm releasing an icy web over its prey.

Icy monster blowing hallucinogenic gas that makes the opponent hallucinate.

POISON/FLYING

Butterfly snail flying out of the water and releasing acidic bubbles.

Cinerous mourner with really poisonous feathers like a caterpillar.

Floating pollution imp that breathes toxic gas, forming a mustache of smoke.

Falcon with venomous claws and beak.

Gliding amphibian that throws itself like a javelin.

Plague rat turning its ears into wings and spreading disease.

Strange bird releasing rotten eggs, alluding to bird feces.

Serpent flying like a kite, with a sharp manja tail.

Small winged insect-like creatures with poisonous stingers, flying in swarms.

POISON/ELECTRIC

Ink monster created from a tattoo pen.

Copepod releasing alkaline and shiny substances from the antennae.

Pig gaining electrical abilities after eating electronic waste.

Porygon insectoid parasite, created from computer virus.

Gremlin destroying machines with acid and static.

Animal that gained bioluminescence through experiments with toxic substances.

Floating, glowing lamp-shaped creature, personifies electrical pollution.

Lionfish with poisonous ray-shaped fins.

Pikaclone with parasites in its fur that cause paralysis and itching.

POISON/FIRE

Live smoke from a test tube that mixed explosive substances.

Monster like a fire vulture that feeds on garbage.

Polychaete worm with bristles that poison and burn.

Volcanic monster spewing toxic smoke.

Salamander pepper with stinging cells.

Cattle devastating the flora and sweating toxic smoke.

Hairy creature that cleans chimneys, dirty with soot.

Monster that consumes petroleum and flammable oils through its tongue.

Tick whose bite causes a fever,glows incandescently when feeding.

POISON/GRASS

Nettle dog scratching itself and spreading its leaves.

Castor bean glyptodon that stings the plant on its tail.

Gecko with a leaf for a tail that releases sticky slime.

Fruit of a manchineil tree offering its fruit to be bitten.

Snail leaving trails of fertilizer slime that makes plants grow.

Wheat bread contaminated by mold that turns it into a bread werewolf.

Monkey throwing toxic fruits at enemies, on top of trees.

Dumb cane with a punk leaf mohawk, sucking his own poison out of it.

Pollinating marsupial covered in allergic pollen.

POISON/BUG

Caterpillar with a horn of poisonous hairs; no longer becomes a butterfly.

Webspinner making poison webs.

Scorpion beetle that poisons through its antennae.

Anteater blowing poisonous ants through its mouth like a blowgun.

Praying mantis poisoning its claws with deadly poison.

Stink bug used as a gas bomb.

Mite flying in a ball of dust.

Spiny grasshopper that releases disgusting, horrible-tasting fluid.

Vampire kissbug with transparent heart-shaped mark on the abdomen.

POISON/WATER

Frog-shaped acid rain cloud with tadpole drops.

Ascidian breathing poison into the water, turns its surroundings into fields of poison.

Octopus using trash as a home.

Clownfish carrying anemones in inverted symbiosis.

Remipede with characterizations of the cryptid Con Rit.

Nudibranch that mimics fish, tentacruel predator.

Pokémon releasing shampoo-like substances from its wet hair.

Flying carpet worm with fangs like a snake.

Shark fed on garbage and has a great capacity for digestion.

POISON/STEEL

Sewer monster wearing a manhole cover for his hat.

Mercury mutant fish monster leaving polluting scales.

Nursing Pokémon inoculated vaccines with a syringe stinger.

Monster wearing pieces of scrap metal as armor, usually rusty.

Raccoon incorporating pieces of metal and trash as piercings.

Poisoned blade Pokémon, counterpart to the archer above.

Snail creating a drill shell from metallic waste.

Mutant alien made from a moldable metal not found on Earth.

Mining gnome causing pollution while trying to look for precious metals from which he feeds.

THE LAST MYTHICAL:

Monster created by fossil fuel that adds the poison type to the Pokémon it bites.

Finished, several ideas, not all very good and others were left out, but it is finished. There will be other lists with the remaining types.

#fakemon #pokemon #poison type #poison pokémon

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