#EVIL TWINNNN

[bluesidez]

I’VE SEEN THE LIGHT

What if…. Miguel was Gomez Addams?

(Discord brainrot go brrrr)

Miguel was the type of man that knew what he wanted. A man with odd tastes yet with an undeniable charm that had people reeling in. He took pride in being the life of the party, welcoming guests, entertaining with men and wooing the women.

Some would say he’s at the top and would forever be at the top.

However, the moment you walked in, there was a clear shift in the mood. Doors opened and creaked as you came into view, a gentle smile on your red lips and hands delicately placed one on top of the other on your stomach.

Your eyes are on Miguel—him staring back—and the entire room turns to face Miguel. His smile grows at the sight of you, heart beating to life once more.

Miguel drops the champagne glass he held, the cup shattering into shards on impact, and his feet shuffle hurriedly to stand by your side. Few gasps are heard at the pitched sound of glass breaking, alcohol seeping into the wooden floorboards but all of that falls on deaf ears for Miguel.

Your smile tilts higher up when Miguel approaches, both his hands immediately taking one of yours and kissing your knuckles with gusto.

You can feel his breath when he sighs against your skin, his hands clutching desperately onto you while he proceeds to kiss your hand and up your arm. His lips pepper you with affection onto your neck, and to your lips where he leaves a long kiss— your lipstick smeared on his mouth when he pulls away.

But Miguel doesn’t care for that. A bright grin etched on his face while his eyes glow with adoration. He can’t help but press another kiss to your knuckles with a soft moan. You take your other hand and cup his cheek and he leans into your palm.

“Hello, my darling.” You hum. Miguel stands back up, pressing another kiss to your cheek and temple.

“Cara mía…” He whispers back lovingly. His gaze lingers on you for a moment longer as if he simply can not get enough of your beauty. He turns to the party goers—his fingers lacing through yours—and introduces you.

“My wife, everyone, has joined us for the night!” He glances back at you. “Gracias, mi reina.” His chest puffs up with pride, ushering you in front of him to walk first.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world, darling.” You tell him sweetly that makes his heart jump at your tone. He knew you were a much secluded person so he didn’t hold it against you if you didn’t want to be at this party. That didn’t mean he wasn’t stuck to you like glue hours prior, wanting to spend time with you as much as he could before separation.

The guests greet you with weary smiles, now knowing that the oddness of the couple would tenfold now that they had each other. They return to their conversations, giving glances and side eyes to you two as you both walked further inside. A sea of people parting while your eyes remained on each other.

“Quieres un poco de vino, mi amor?” He asks, leading you to the table with various bottles.

“Maybe just a few sips tonight, my dear.” You fan yourself with your hand, feeling a little stuffy and warm. Miguel notice’s immediately, quickly letting you go to open a few of the large windows to let some air in. He comes back and hands you a wine glass, pouring the wine for you.

After that, his arm loops behind you, his palm resting on your lower back and leading you around the room while he makes deals and does his job. Well…he does mention you every chance he gets.

“Have you met my wife? She’s brilliant—my most trusted confidant!”

“You know my wife, beautiful woman, said the same thing to me the other day.”

“Oh no, the home decor was not my idea but my wife’s. She’s amazing. Please give your compliments to her instead of me.”

Shamelessly, Miguel would keep your hand in his, kissing up your arm and to your neck. You’d giggle when he whispered sweet nothings against your skin, him smirking and gripping you flush against him—even in front of others, much to their dismay.

It was strange to them just how loving Miguel was to you and you to him. Unusual for a man to be turned into putty that disregarded social norms of keeping public displays of affection to a minimum. They awkwardly looked at one another when Miguel brought you close for a kiss, unable to stop himself from moaning when he tasted the wine from your lips.

One man cleared his throat, blush evident on his cheeks. “W-well, it’s getting late. It must be time for us to go.” His blush darkens when you and Miguel ignore the man for an even deeper kiss with you, your hands combing through his hair. “We’ll talk more business later.”

The guests scurried off one by one, staring at the vulgarity of your blatant love for one another. When the door shut, it echoed along with the soft kisses you and Miguel shared before he lifted you up and sat you on one of the tables. His hands placed on both your thighs while your arms were around his neck.

[moronkyne]

HAYYY EVIL TWINNNN @morgansplace

[jessidogg]

I'm not sure if it's already thing but do you think Poppy would learn that not everyone changes.

Like, what if there would have evil troll that doesn't have a redemption arc, like maybe a pop troll.

Poppy thought she would help them change but she realized she can't do that, and learn that not everyone has happiness in Trolls.

What do you think? My apologies if it's not enough-

I know we had Velvet and Vanner, that one of them changed but other didn't but they're not Trolls so yeah, just some thoughts.

AYYYEEEE IT'S MY IDEA TWINNNN✨

Yeah, something that Trolls has repeatedly done is that they always make it possible for each troll villain to change into a good guy. It did annoy me in the past because I LOVE BAD GUYS BECAUSE THEY'RE BAD LIKE COME ON tho I do love Barb. The thing is that Creek was originally supposed to never become good, TTBGO just decided to add him, and Creek has never been coded as "good" since then, he is still pretty selfish and stuff.

Let's be honest here - we all wanted Creek to come back. All the fun drama y'know?

But yeah, I get what you mean. They also want to show that you should keep trying because we all know what's right and wrong for basic things, so yah, we could help each other in that sense, but to have an actual bad troll stay bad would be new for the trolls franchise.

We can hope for it, but hey, all the trolls that do end up becoming good are pretty awesome, let's admit it.

But yeah! Poppy should learn that eventually I feel because it does come in handy in the future haha.

[joonberriess]

I cannot tell you how MUCH I LOVED THE BOY IS MINE… JRJFKAJFJSJJFJSS IT MADE MY DAY

one thing about me: I love friends to lovers, I love dummies in luv, I luv bimbo!oc.

I feel like this fic was a cousin to jock!jk.

I AM OBSESSSEDSJFJSKJFKSKDKSKKDKS

Jk and OC have the purest love rlly, sharing similar interests, and fucking a lot I love it so much I CANNOT TELL U MAMA.

THANK U BABYYYYY

that’s jock!oc’s evil twinnnn😭 anyways tho im glad u enjoyed it tho ^^ I had a lot of fun writing the boy is mine and hopefully you guys will enjoy what’s soon to come..

[caymanbonaire]

Evil twinnnn