#Cyrptid au

[palesweetscherryblossom]

I can imagine that the first thing Naga Dabi and Mothmura do it take their clothes off the reader and replace them, so they don't smell like the lab or cruel outside but like warmth and love. Tomura made sure they only got the best of the best as he cooed and ensured you were fully safe and warm. He definitely would smoother you with love first since he can now hug something that is warm and fluffy instead of cold rocks. And Dabi would follow suit, though Mothmura is still very protective of his little pup. The doctor and AFO are not allowed to come close or even touch them.

And Dabi would be rather calm regarding the affection and playful, but still showering you in it after Tomura cleaned the hell out of you. He would hold you in his noodle rolls and make sure you are snuggled up and protected while his mate rebuilds their nest to accommodate a little one.

Reader was 100% scared when they first dragged them into the nest, but as soon as they realized it was warm and comfortable, they stayed willingly.

Another way of Tomura getting rid of the stinky lab smell was him wrapping you in his wings and pushing your face in his neck fluff. He hates lab smell so of course he doesn’t want his grub smelling like it!

Dabi had his own methods of scenting you, mostly using his noodle rolls and the stuff he uses to clean himself Hope you like the smell of lemongrass, dustbunnies and silk because that’s what you’ll be smelling like till you exit out of the child stage

Yeah, it’d be easier doing a marathon in an active volcano than trying to get close to Shigadabi when they adopt you. Dabi is a bit more merciful, opting for strangulation and a few venom laced nibbles whereas Tomura is foaming at the mouth, teeth bared Scientists’ limbs come out looking like chewed dog toys when they make the mistake of trying to coax you out for testing and Shigaraki is feeling extra cranky that day. AFO basically tells everyone to suck it up because Tomura is the favorite and he may or may not find it morbidly funny Poor Reader was scared out of their wits when placed in their enclosure. It’s only till after a few hours of snuggling, feedings and playing till you adjust

[the-haunted-prince-au]

This might be the end of the hiatus idk but I've had this idea for a while and I needed to get it out of my head

Snatcher has violent tendencies

@return-of-the-queen-au

[pandagirl45]

"I'd becareful, I hate for my mate to eat you." Tony grinned sweetly leaning against his hand, the glow of bright blues stared his kidnappers down, "its always messy when he feasts."

Feast.

The moist maw followed by a line of hot steaming drool dropped down a maw made of rows and columns of teeth. The whirlpool of teeth that followed by a tongue that was cylindrical. Dark watery eyes stared at the kidnapper. Before he can even clean the violent glow of electric blue shone from the mouth as much as it shone forth from the genius chest. A wide as sick grin aimed at the kidnapper. The splattering of red came with viscera splashing in front of Tony. Tony cooked an eyebrow as clean hands lifted his head up gently.

"Put the teeth away winter."

The harsh blue turned back to the fed happy simmering snow blue. Chirps coming forth as the beast with claws made for tearing tilted Tony head to and from. Then heads press together.

"Hello beautiful." Tony held the hard scaly head under the chin tongue sticking out teasing, "we got a double date with vee and eddie."

Another content chirp, the creature known as winter shifted further to something not quite human. The off tense of the bright blues. Arm of black and gold that was to hard to be metal, Tony grinned holding his head wiping the red for the lips.

"Venom gonna be salty."

"Pfft, we are still trying to find a good replacement... maybe bone marrow hm?"

"Gamy..."

"Plums? Maybe some fruit. I'm pretty sure it got the bone juice you need."

A curious chirp as they went to meet the other couple that would have the best advice and guidance for navigating an alien (monster) and human relationship. Hard enough hiding from the team.

[moodboardsfordayz]

“The Point Pleasant Register dated November 16, 1966, titled ‘Couples See Man-Sized Bird ... Creature ... Something’”

Jung Yoon Oh as The Mothman (8/21)

[rayshippouuchiha]

B&S AU

Aizawa going up to Izuku one day in the dorms when he's alone, plopping one of the hero plushies crocheted for one of Aizawa's fellow underground heroes that looks well taken care of but is starting to fray on one arm as it dangles. And he looks his student in the eyes, sees how nervous and frightened the kid is so he relaxes his shoulders and softens his expression just a bit.

"It's a good luck charm. Figured the Good Luck Cyrptid himself would fix it best for my colleague. They're willing to pay for repair, materials, and time." A pause. "Your identity stays with me."

Namely because Aizawa likes to hear the outlandish theories as to who this Cyrptid is/what they look like. He is willing to share with his Problem Child for a small fee of one crocheted cat.

Aizawa adores having this one up on other UG heroes and he’ll let it slip away from over his cold dead body.  Plus, you know, he’s hoping to expand his mini cat collection. Hizashi bought him a curio cabinet for his birthday and he’s intent on filling it, not that he’ll tell anyone. 

[hugsandchaos]

HOLD UP, NEW CRYPTID AU

Okay, hear me out

Instead of the brothers being cyrptids, WE’RE the cryptid! Me! You! Us! Y/n! A cryptid!…. I’m probably getting a little too into the Halloween spirit, but do I care? No. Spooky Season forever!

So my idea for Cryptid Y/n is a tall, humanoid-ish short tailed weasel, kind of like the animatronic Willy Weasel. Except Y/n is flesh and bone instead of metal and fake fur. And maybe they’re given a bandana or scarf or something by the brothers, or maybe Y/n just finds an oversized hoodie and runs off with it. In this AU, the brothers are probably farmers or something. Or maybe Sun does the farming and Moon hunts. And then Moon starts noticing something following him for a few weeks and Sun decides to tag along on one of his hunting trips just to be safe. They end up spending the night in the forest and sleep in a cave. When they wake up, a big monster resembling a short tailed weasel is staring at them. Not ready to attack, not ready to run, just staring. After that, it just follows them around.

I don’t know about you, but I bet this Y/n would just pick them up by the ring on their back in their mouth, carry them to a big underground nest, and just drop them.

[dreamsmp-au-ideas]

Hey guys, remember the Purpled, Foolish, Fundy, and Slimecicle Found Family thing we made a bit back? Well I had came up with the great idea of deciding to make an au that is centric to those guys and in a modern world.

So the basic gist is that those four are still working for Quackity but it’s already been long term and they’re done. The pay is shit, the hours are shit, the benefits are mediocore at best, and they had just went and are about to organize a union for better working hors and pay.

Quackity of course is a dick and just puts more hours and even less pay on them and man oh man murder is looking very promising right now.

This of course, angers all of them. Slime is a bit chill with this but everyone is pretty sure that Slime is some sort of weird cyrptid so that’s normal and in a bit of uncontrolled anger, Foolish or Purpled may have went and said that they wished that Quackity would just drop dead, just so they can at least have a better boss or something.

The very next day they unfortunately had to go to work, because they have apartments and they need to pay rent.

And then they go into the office for...various reasons. Some involving murder... and uh...oh would you look at that. Quackity is dead and has been stabbed. Oh. Okay then.

Oh god wait Charlie please don’t play with the knife. Charlie no you might hurt yourself with that, oh god wait shit, how are we going to get our pay checks? Shit okay, let’s just steal the money from his safe. And the cameras are on. Fuck.

So now the four of them has been framed for murder and has also accidentally escalated that. Now they’re trying to clear their name and also finding out more about their shitty boss. And they’re also trying to go find a new place to work because man they need to still pay rent.

(More stuff below)

Featuring:

-Fundy, a sleep-deprived coder of Quackity’s site and other programs

-Charlie Slimecile. Who is simply just Charlie Slimecicle

-Foolish, an architect and builder who is done with Quackity’s shit and is tempted to murder him

-Purpled, an intern who applied for Marketing and Real Estate for Las Nevadas and instead is thrown into the bouncer part of the job and planning on committing brutal pipe murder on Quackity. He wouldn’t have hesitated and he is just so dissapointed that he couldn’t do it first

-Purpled, Foolish, Fundy, and Slime all being one found family and caring for each other as they go and try to solve who killed Quackity

-There is underlying plot that Quackity was a good person but a series of events kind of made him jaded and shit. This does not go and earn forgiveness for his behavior from the four of them and that is extremely understandable

-Quackity having a drug empire

-Wilbur also being apart of the drug empire

-The four of them just being confused on how Fundy’s dad got into Quackity’s drug empire

-And then they go and realize that it wasn’t the only thing he got into

-Fundy is disgusted by this. HIs dad and his shitty ex boss were having homoerotic tensions with each other

-Karl and Sapnap knowing about this and casually dropping that Wilbur is apart of the polycule

-Fundy is now even more disgusted and in pain from this

-The Eggpire is a rival Drug Empire but it’s debatable on how much the staff wants to work here. They just wanted their paycheck and now they’re in Drug wars

(Purpled: Punz!? What the fuck? You work here!?

Punz: Hell no. I just wanted my paycheck and I accidentally got roped into this)

-Dream murdered Quackity because of him putting some blackmail and some stalker-ish things in his mailbox so uh...he murdered him. He isn’t much of a dick here as DSMP was but he still isn’t the nicest guy around

-Foolish, Charlie, Fundy, and Purpled all accidentally tampered with the crime scene and did the following:

-Purpled stole a gun from Quackity’s drawer

-Charlie touched the murder weapon and glooped and erased the fingerprints right off the knife

-Fundy tripped over the body and slightly moved it so he won’t trip on it as much

-Foolish went and may have went and moved all their hours to more reasonable times

-And all of them went and fucking stole a shit ton of money from Quackity’s safe

-Then they forgot to fucking turn off the cameras and now they have framed themselves for murder

-Sometimes they just forget that Quackity is dead. They just forget for a bit and then after while they think, Oh yeah. My boss is dead. Right. That happened.

-The family tree honestly is fucked and somehow everyone is related to Quackiy in some way. No one is spared. The timeline is fucked and everyone is somehow related to Quackity in the most cursed way possible. Foolish, Fundy, Purpled, and Charlie are trying to wrap their heads around this bullshit. Jack, Techno, and Tommy are spared from the family tree bullshit and do not interact with it at all for fear of being sucked into it

-To go and explain it in the best way possible, Charlie and Fundy are technically brothers because Quackity semi-adopted Slimecicle, Quackity and Purpled are also technically brothers because Sam Nook is technically Sam’s other child and Punz is dating him, Foolish and Fundy are ex-brothers because Fundy dated Dream and then broke up with him after the whole “left him at the alter” thing, and Quackity is technically Fundy’s step-dad because Wilbur joined the polycule

-The four of them pointedly ignore this

[ashenpages]

WIP tag game!

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Tagged by @elderbwrry. You! I saw this notification and was all, “yeah, okay, I’ll answer some weird questions about my WIPs, should be fun...”

AND THEN IT WAS ABOUT TITLES!!!

You have no idea the disaster you’ve wrought for me, tagging me in this. I tag all of my fandom WIPs with [Character A] x [Character B, C, etc], a hyphen, and then a stupid title name that strikes me. Sometimes it stays, sometimes it changes, but regardless, NOW I GOTTA OUT ALL MY SHIPS

HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME???

So you’re not gonna get titles. You’re gonna get my weird crazy sum-ups of what they are and how I remember them in my head. And it’s gonna be both fandom stuff and original stuff that was inspired by fandom stuff and got too big.

Here they are:

- Teen Titans, but it’s all kinds of gender bent and all about queer history and figuring out who you wanna be both as a person and as a hero.

- Invader Zim meets the Little Mermaid, monosex alien race member with sharp teeth and too many bio-tech enhancements to count and whom like’s she/her when she discovers earth pronouns and an aromantic but hyper-sexual cyrptid-obsessed NASA college student fall in love like garbage and save the universe. Alternate history where the US has its shit together, set near the Allan Telescope Array in California, because I miss going to visit my grandparents down there.

- Vampire hunter with Von Willibrands bleeding disorder and Alucard dhampire offspring of Dracula hunt down bad vampires together and question what makes a monster together while being scary and incredibly sapphic. Heavy Hellsing and Castlevania vibes (love both of those Alucards).

- Short story for an anthology that seems like a scary stalking story of a well-dressed Indian woman in Britain being chased through the streets at night by a bunch of dudes, until she turns out to be a vampire and eats them all. Then she meets up with her girlfriend for a late night dinner and declines to order anything because “she’s already eaten.” (this one’s due at the end of the month, so I better get typing)

- Other short story for an erotica anthology that has to include a sex scene, horror vibes, and a musical instrument (big ask for only 3-5K, but I’ll make it work!). Gonna have a hot museum curator seducing a book-ish scholar while telling her the myth of how Athena turned one of Medusa’s bones into a precious flute. I loved that myth growing up, and I’m looking forward to giving it some Hannibal vibes--while also getting to fulfill my life long dream of giving “fingering” a double entendre.

- Persona 5 Phantom Thieves in a polycule, Ryuji figures out what to do with his fucking life while getting seduced by Akira and Makoto figures out the police are bad while dating Ann. Yusuke and Futaba are the platonic life partners we all need to see in the world, and Haru is a very romantic asexual bean who loves how excited everyone gets. Akira is an ethical slut, and we love him.

- Lupin gang phantom thieves in a polycule (Fujiko offscreen) x 5. I have like five of these and they’re all different, and my spouse loves these goons, so I have a lot of them to write. We love this series from its 1970s origins all the way up through Season 5 and Lupin III: The First.

- Sonadow coffee shop vampire novelist AU. (ask me questions, it’s all too ridiculous to include here, it needs its own post/posts)

- Sonic Girls Blazamy thing where I get to sideline all the boys and just hang out with Amy, Blaze, Rouge, and Cream. Omega can come too. I haven’t played Riders and know nothing about Wave. It also wouldn’t be comics or Boom set because I’d get to distracted by how adorable Tangle and Whisper are together, I don’t wanna deal with the war they introduced in Forces, and in the Boom universe I kinda ship Amy with Sticks. But seeing Rouge play nice with other girls, seeing Cream be competant with all the skills she’s learned from Uncle Sonic, Uncle Shadow, and Aunt Rouge? Having Amy’s power inhibitors come off use the Chaos Emeralds alongside Blaze and her Sol Emeralds, and then kiss?! YES PLEASE!

- I’m sure I’ll get around to a ThanZagMeg threesome fic eventually, because Hades Game just gave me all the good poly feels for these three and ambushed me with the in-game threesome on Valentine’s Day of all days.

Thank you for tagging me in this. I know I completely changed it, but it was still fun. =D

I’ll tag @palenoface and @realperson022 because I wanna hear about your Sonic fics. <3

[twipsai]

Au where 3 crytids and human share a home but the human is oblivous to it and the cryptids all try to hide the fact that they're cyrptids to the human but being horrible at it but the human still being oblivous about it. Human Roomate: Nice to meet you Mith, thats a cool name, how did your parents choose it? Human!Mothman who chose it because it was one word away from moth: uuuuuh, idk i never asked my parents.

JDKSKDKDJSKDJKZDNSKFBDKFNFMSNHD

[clandestine-rabbit]

I was wondering what era the Cyrptid au is? cause you said that that really cool fanart is what adult andy looks like

baby-ish Fob. I think I answered on tumblr once what their ages were? or I at least said Joe and Pete were older than Bennie. Cryptid Andy is when Andy had his really long hair, I mentioned that he had that lip piercing thingy so yeah it’s long haired Andy with the lip piercing. 

also yes it is a fantastic art piece and I legit wanna cry ;-; i never thought id create things that people would actually like and knowing people really like the bioshock au and cryptid au makes me so happy

[thiswasinevitableid]

For the college AUs 7 for Danbry or 61 for Indruck? (I’m super excited for any of these btw. You are definitely part of the reason I started shipping Sternclay jsyk ❤️)

Always makes me smile when I learn I write something well enough that I’m part of why someone starts shipping it  <3

I’m doing #61 first, #7 will come next. I’m putting a minor CW for bullying on this one, since some people on the confession page are dicks about Indrids appearance.

Prompt: our school has a student-run confessional fb page/insta/etc. account where people can anonymously submit things related to the campus and some of these posts are 100% about me???

Indrid should probably sleep. But he can’t. He’s been having weird nightmares. So instead he’s laying in the dark, refreshing things on his phone, like the “campus confessions” page.

There’s a guy in one my folklore classes who looks like a moth, y’know red eyes, looks like he’s bumped into one too many windows. Total weirdo.

Well, that hardly seems fair. But he supposes it’s vague that the other person won’t know they’re being insulted.

Dude who smiles too wide?

Maybe ;)

What’s with him? He’s always in like ten layers, never talks about anything normal. Should wash his hair too.

Indrid’s stomach drops. He touches his glasses (red lensed), pulls his sweatshirt tighter (he’s always cold), looks at his hair with a frown. Given he’s in one of the few folklore classes on campus, he’s sure they’re talking about him.

There’s a new comment. He may as well look, it can’t get much worse.

Hey y’all, this page is for talking about crushes or weird shit you pulled, not making fun of some fella who ain’t done anything to you.

He sets his phone down, rolls over onto his side.

At least someone doesn’t hate him.

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He keeps his hood up, doesn’t make eye contact, doesn’t even look up as the other students come into the classroom. He doesn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, really, he doesn’t. He thought he was being friendly.

There’s a plunk of a backpack next to him.

“Mornin, Indrid.”

He breaks his promise not to look at anyone. Because in the seat beside him is Duck Newton AKA the hottest guy in the whole school (according to Indrid). Indrid wants to look at him all day, would do even more than look if he thought Duck would like it.

“Good morning, Duck.” He starts to smile, snatches the gesture back before it becomes weird.

“You, uh, you okay? You look a little under the weather.”

“I didn’t sleep well.” He murmurs.

“That’s rough, buddy.” He peers at what Indrid is drawing.

“Wow, that’s real good. More cyrptids?”

“Yes, the hodag and the flathead lake monster. And thank you.”

They settle into silence as the lecture starts, although Indrid swears he catches Duck glancing his way more than usual.

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It’s nearly midnight as he flips over to the “campus confessions” page. Reads over them, only half paying attention, until:

I got a crush on a guy in one of my classes. The “wanna see what’s behind those red glasses and get my hands into that white hair” kinda crush.

Funny, once again this sounds like someone’s describing him.

He writes it off as an anomaly. But then, the next night:

My folklore class is the only one I like because the cute guy I sit by makes it easy not to be bored. Plus he’s always drawing cool shit. I’m this close to offering him my jacket the next time he starts shivering.

Okay, maybe there is someone in that class who has a crush on him. Still, he’s not about to get his hopes up.

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“Hey, stranger, this seat taken?”

Indrid looks up from his notes to see Duck leaning on the chair across from him, smiling. He wants to say something clever, instead shakes his head. Duck drops his backpack on the floor, puts his coffee down on the table between them.

“Midterms?” Indrid indicates the large stack of books Duck removes from his bag.

“Yeah, got two back to back tomorrow.”

“Oh dear.”

“Eh, ain’t the end of the world.” He sniffs the air, “what’re you drinkin’, smells good?”

“Eggnog Latte.”

“In October?”

“It’s never the wrong time for eggnog. And whoever makes the menu for the coffeehouse seems to agree.”

“Fair enough.” Duck grins at him, turns his attention to his notes. Indrid does the same, but he can never focus on one thing for long, keeps making comments or asking questions and he’s afraid Duck will get fed up with him and leave.

Instead, Duck matches him question for question, and ends up going on a twenty minute tangent about trees that Indrid finds captivating. When they eventually have to leave (Indrid to attempt to sleep and Duck to barricade himself in the 24-hour study room), Duck puts a hand on his shoulder.

“Hey, this was real nice. We oughta do it again.”

Indrid smiles, nods, “I’d like that, so very much.”

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The compliments that are almost certainly about him continue, frequent enough that he starts taking time to make sure he looks nice before each class (which means he actually tries to brush his hair or put on clothes that are flattering). He and Duck have more study sessions, and he can sometimes bring himself to believe that Duck looks at him like he wants him during those meetings.

Of course, it can’t last.

Think my crush might be on to me, he’s been dressing extra nice, even got a glimpse of his moth tattoo the other day.

Indrid glances at the rosy maple moth on his arm with a smirk. His smile falters as soon as he sees the comment below the post

Dude, I know who you’re talking about and if you’re looking for a pity fuck there are way better options.

He doesn’t wait to see other responses, instead drags the covers over his head and falls into an unhappy sleep.

The next morning when Duck sits down beside him in class, all he can manage is a weak smile in his direction. He doesn’t really feel like talking.

That night, there’s another post.

If the guy in my folklore class likes me back, he should meet me on the red bench outside the coffehouse at six tomorrow night.

Which is how Indrid finds himself sitting on a bench as it gets dark and the wind picks up, hoping beyond hope that this was a genuine offer and not some kind of prank.

“Hey, stranger.”

He jumps, turns to see Duck standing there with a coffee cup in each hand. Oh no, if he sits down, the other person may decide not to come and Indrid will never know who his-

“Glad you got the message.” Duck gives him a crooked grin, sits down and hands him a cup that smells like an eggnog latte.

“I, you, wait, you’re my admirer?”

Duck snickers.

“Here I thought I was beein’ obvious, especially with the wantin’ to spend more time ‘studyin’’ with you.”

Indrid’s heart leaps up, then lands with a splat as he remembers one of the posts.

“No, no, this is some kind of pity thing, you, you must feel sorry for me-”

Duck sets his coffee down, reaches for Indrids hands.

“Contrary to what some assholes on that confession page think, pity ain’t got nothin’ to do with it. I did post the first compliment because it seemed like you mighta seen the mean ones and I wanted to balance it out. But I’ve had a crush on you since week three of classes, and I was pretty sure you liked me back. Kept hopin’ you ask me out.”

“I didn’t think you’d want me that way, you’re so handsome and I’m so..not”

Indrid blushes, notes the matching color creeping up Ducks cheeks.

“You think I’m handsome?” He says softly.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Indrid blinks, confused. Duck gestures to himself, mainly at his stomach and face

“You are soft and solid looking, which I like. and I enjoy your blue hair. I, on the other hand, am angular and skinny.”

“Which I like.” Duck wraps an arm around Indrids shoulder, pulling them against each other, “not to mention the best part of my week is the days I see you, cause I like talkin’ with you and you make me happy.”

Indrid’s not sure where the surge of bravery comes from, but he leans forward and kisses Duck, who makes a surprised “mphh!” before smiling into the kiss. It’s fumbly on account of his glasses and the odd angle he’s sitting at, but he can’t bring himself to care.

“Was that alright, I’m sorry I should have oh!” Duck grabs him and pulls him back for another kiss with enough force that he nearly ends up in his lap. From the way he’s hungrily mapping the shape of Indrids mouth with his own, Indrid guesses he’s not the only one who fantasized about this moment. He’s eternally grateful everyone else is sensibly holed up indoors when Ducks mouth drops to the crook of his neck, the shorter man yanking his scarf aside to kiss the sensitive skin there. Because Indrid gasps, follows it with a moan and fists his hands into Ducks jacket, which makes Duck growl against him in response. He looks up, cheek still pressed against Indrids shoulder, panting and smiling.

“Better than I imagined.”

“Me t-too.”

“Are your teeth chatterin’?”

“Y-yes, c-cold.”

“Can’t have that” Duck nuzzles his neck, “you wanna take this somewhere warm?”

“Please.”

“Your place or mine?”

“Whichever’s c-closer.”

“Mine it is. Come on, darlin’,” He stands, offering Indrid his hand. Indrid interlaces their fingers as he joins him and then they hurry off, together, into the night.

[rowdymystery-cosplay]

Almost every time Tyler and I have collaborated in cosplays (newest to oldest) We've got: A mermaid AU! Eli and Nozomi (love live!) Mukuro and Junko (Danganronpa) Mary and Damien (Dream Daddy) Cyrptid hunter AU! Pidge and Keith (Voltron) Lup and Taako (The Adventure Zone)

[peacheenie]

I dont reblog much ddadds but I had a thought of like...has anyone thought of an au where Robert is continuously looking for cyrptids and monsters in the cul-de-sack like in canon only to find out HE’S the only cyrptid/monster because one night in the grave yard he just suddenly transforms into a werewolf and ends up becominig the cyrptid of the town because Damien was out the same night and saw him out of the corner of his eye trying to hide his wolfy self and now everyone in town is suddenly talking about ‘this strange wolf like man’ and going up to Robert like “Have you seen it?!” “You like monsters right? Have you seen the beast?” and he has to stay cool like “Yeah no I havent seen anything....whaaat?” and pretend he doesnt know anything because hes afraid of himself and doesnt know what to do....