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TWST Indie Perfume Recs

While browsing, I've noticed a lot of fragrances reminding me of TWST characters. All characters have five fragrances, while each dorm is given one general fragrance. 22 named students of NRC, Ramshackle, the staff, RSA, Book 7 characters, and event characters have been included.

Fragrance notes are taken from their respective websites.

Heartslabyul —

Alice (Crow & Pebble) — Bakewell tarts and black tea, white roses painted red, a distant whiff of black pepper and orange marmalade.

Riddle Rosehearts

High Tea (Possets) — A very true to tea blend. Infused with lemon, sugar, milk, and that indescribable scent of the best starched linens.

Rosewater Lemonade (Hexennacht) — Tart, sweet lemonade infused with fresh, heady rose petals.

Dormouse (Wild Hybrid) — Tea-soaked fur, caramel cakes with a thin smear of butter, toast crumbs and pink pepper

Last Breath (Deep Midnight) — A sweet goodbye as an organ pipes a haunting hymn. Main notes of red roses, lily of the valley, and white tea waft in as the lid closes…

Jabberwocky (Pierrot Perfumery) — An interesting blend of labdanum resin, charred oak, amber musk, and blood.

Ace Trappola

Cherry Fizzy (Death & Floral) — Classic dark cherry soda with small hints of cocoa beans and strong carbonation

The Red Hare (Stone & Wit) — Fresh ginger, fig preserves, cherry, almonds, suede

Black Cherry Bomb (Death & Floral) — Melted black cherry popsicle juice, ginger ale cream soda, salty and hot summer skin, honeydew, golden caramelized amber

Sucker Punch (Sugar & Spite) — Red, shiny lollies, lemon hard candies, and fluffy pink cotton candy

Knave of Hearts (BPAL) — Crushed roses and blackcurrant tarts.

Deuce Spade

0 The Fool (Wild Hybrid) — The dust of a road travelled, davana, tea rose, sunflower, honey myrtle, pink pepper, rhododendron leaf, angel's trumpet, orange and crystalline musk.

Misspent Youth (Death & Floral) — Iced cold root beer, the glowing hum of a 7-11 parking lot, peppered vanilla, blood orange & ginger candy, fuzzy grey amber

White Rabbit (Siren Song Elixirs) — White musk, Coconut, Narcissus flower, Lime verbena, Amber, Double Vanilla

Clowning Around (Luvmilk) — Fresh, buttered, caramel popcorn, salty peanuts, tufts of blue cotton candy, and taffy apples.

Storm Chaser (Fyrinnae) — Misty, salty onshore winds, wet sand and soil, storm surge, broken branches, and gasoline.

Trey Clover

Violet Pound Cake (CocoaPink) — Fresh baked pound cake squares sprinkled with wild candied violet petals then softly dusted with confectioners’ sugar.

Flourite (Hexennacht) — lavender, chamomile, lemon balm, spearmint, a faint wafting of violets.

Coco Violette (Deep Midnight) — Reminiscent of old fashioned violet candies and sweet childhood memories. Old fashioned violet, milk chocolate, and a hint of creamy vanilla.

Dead of Night (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of lavender, white pepper, dryer sheets, detergent, warm cotton, and vanilla musk.

Lab Partner (Nui Cobalt) — Unripe mandarin, chilly grey cashmere, green peppercorn, flushed skin, and toasted oats.

Cater Diamond

Raining Diamonds (Nui Cobalt) — A glistening air of wonder and enchantment. Chilled white grapefruit, ambrette seed, stellar musk, forget-me-not blossom, sheer vanilla, and honeyed almond.

Tell It to the Moon (Sugar & Spite) — Precious woods, cashmere vanilla, resin, spice, and a swirl of bright mandarin.

The Aquarius (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of pear, ginger, nutmeg, salty popcorn, tart lime, sugared citrus, sea salt, lotus, calendula, and cedarwood.

Festival Nights (Luvmilk) — Melon kakigori, dango drizzled with mizuame, wataame, and fireworks in the distance.

Everything Is More Beautiful Because We Are Doomed (Death & Floral) — Rich gourmet vanilla blended with benzoin and black woodsmoke

Savanaclaw —

Dantalion (Fantome) — Creamy chai tea, obscuring mists, sandalwood, a plaster mask, clarifying ginger, carnations, dandelions, & a melted beeswax candle.

Leona Kingscholar

Afterglow (Alkemia) — A softly glowing veil of golden musk, Madagascar vanilla beans, woodsmoked black amber, chai tea, spiced rum, and incense woods.

Lion (BPAL) — The dry, glorious warmth of the Savannah. A golden, spiced amber, proud, regal and ferocious.

Untamable (Imaginary Authors) — Leather Saddle, Tonka Resin, Saguaro Blossom, Texas Yellowstar, Cumin, Tumbleweed, Paso Fino

Badlands (Solstice Scents) — Dry woods, worn leather, dusty fossils, sandalwood, palo santo, hot resins, juniper wood, ponderosa pine cone, parched grasses and desert plants, oud, spices.

Villain Origin Story (Nui Cobalt) — Jaded by the world’s ills, a heart is ignited not by hope, but by fury. Sinister patchouli, spiced mulberry wine, smoldering musk, deep mahogany, and a sliver of peach skin.

Jack Howl

White Fir (Pineward) — orange, ginger, white fir, clove, anise, pine, musk, vetiver, oakmoss.

Turquoise (Hexennacht) — Wild blueberry, white amber, prickly pear, apricot, artemisia, green tea, honey sage, ghost flower, lemon verbena, lavender, lemon balm, cactus flower, dry grass.

Bitter Cold (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of freezing air, cedarwood, balsam fir, pine needles, and a delicate touch of mint.

Werewolf (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of patchouli, black spruce, juniper, amyris resin, rosemary, clove, and clary sage.

The Cactus Where Your Heart Once Was (Death & Floral) — Prickly pear cactus accord and orange flower absolute

Ruggie Bucchi

First Dandelion (Alkemia) — A bright meadow of sunny dandelion flowers, green dandelion leaves, and warm dirt.

Laundromat (Hexennacht) — Laundry soap, fabric softener, ozone, and coin-op washing machines.

Maplemallow Doughnut (Hexennacht) — Fresh doughnuts, topped with sticky maple frosting, and tooth-achingly sweet marshmallow fluff.

Laundry Day (Cirrus Parfum) — Clean white laundry musk, lavender, vanilla, earl grey tea, and New Caledonia sandalwood

Blood and Donuts (Deep Midnight) — Dark Egyptian amber and gaharu wood, well blended and served with creamy vanilla, cinnamon spice, rich chocolate, and a splash of turkish coffee. It's.... to die for.

Octavinelle —

Black Pearl (Wild Hybrid) — The scent of deep sea life and vanilla

Azul Ashengrotto

Voice of the Sea (Alkemia) — An olfactory musing from the underside of a wooden dock—salinaceous seabreezes, sun bleached driftwood, crushed seashells, a twist of Meyers lemon peel, barnacles, mineralistic sand, and seasoaked timbers.

Breakwater (Wylde Ivy) — Mist soaked and sun scorched basalt, bergamot, dried black tea leaves, and white sandalwood

Small Comforts (Stone & Wit) — Black tea, tamarind, clove, anise, cinnamon, white musks

Poison Pen (Death & Floral) — Black musk, mahogany wood, balsam accord, old paper, ink, red sandalwood, ylang, lapsang souchong, and a tiny touch of cinnamon bark

With the Fishes and the Dead (Death & Floral) — Black squid ink and mile long oceans. Black ambergris, black labdanum absolute, salty ocean water, and black pits of stretched out emptiness.

Jade Leech

Koschei the Deathless (Fantome) — Forest mushrooms, turmeric, myrrh, treemoss, dry bones, sea kelp, dark patchouli, creamy ylang.

Ghost Whale (Crow & Pebble) — Stormy sea air, clary sage, black pepper, jasmine green tea, ambergris, cedar and agarwood.

FROGS! (Death & Floral) — Grounding and warm woods, Virginia cedar, cold-pressed yuzu, overgrown moss, forest mushrooms, wet humid frog skin

Leviathan (Hexennacht) — ambergris accord, soil, ozone, marine accord, seaweed accord, mitti attar, geosmin, matsutake mushroom, algae.

The Lighthouse (Mythpunk Olfactive) — The cozy aftermath of a seaside storm - maritime pine, ozone, heather, bloodmoss, rocky wet sand, black tea, wet wool drying by the fire

Floyd Leech

Scenic Route (Hexennacht) — California sagebrush, narrow-leaf eucalyptus, purple sage, pink peppercorn, driftwood, ocean air, orange blossom, sandalwood, cypress, palo santo, patchouli.

Why Would You Make This!? (Stone & Wit) — Lime, bergamot, Sichuan pepper, paprika, apples, raisins, salt, watermelon

OYSTER! (Poesie) — Grey musk, ocean brine, bitter cucumber, a twist of lemon, elemi resin, and angelica

Siren (Wild Hybrid) — Salty ocean water, barnacle covered rocks, wet ship wood, beeswax, sailor's pipe tobacco and spiced rum and the tang of blood to be spilt.

1991 (Sunsphere Scents) — Saltwater, grapefruit, an old boardwalk

Scarabia —

Eternal Sunshine (Hexennacht) — Coconut water, pineapple, apricot, papaya, banana, sunscreen, pool water, sandalwood, seaweed accord, sea salt, driftwood, mysore accord, sun-warmed sand, pool toys, choya nakh.

Kalim Al-Asim

Eight Minutes of Light and Heat Left When the Sun Dies (Death & Floral) — Pulpy coconut water and sweet Thai tea, blended with soft orange blossoms and a scorching desert thunderstorm looming in the distance.

Tempest (Siren Song Elixirs) — Dragon fruit, Lychee, Dahlia, Black Vanilla, Creamy Vanilla

Awakening Desert (Alkemia) — Rainstorm across desert. Cracked earth drinks deeply, softening into moist clay. Desert springs refill and replenish. An elemental scent of awakening... dry warm earth, parched grasses, dried wood, and mineralistic clay drenched in rainwater.

Beautiful, But Annihilating (Sorce) — Fresh coconut, jasmine sambac, tonka bean, salty skin

Cardigan (Death & Floral) — Bergamot and spiced cardamom blended with Egyptian musk superior and sandalwood

Jamil Viper

Serpentine (Sorce) — Ripe figs, fig leaf, cardamom, caramelized honey, vanilla, Peru balsam, Cedar, Iso E Super

Moonstone (Hexennacht) — argent ambre, night-blooming jasmine, evening air accord, lunar musk.

Whisper Your Bitter Things (Poesie) — Pressed coffee beans, dried clove bud, cassia bark, jasmine and neroli blossoms, and roasted vanilla pods

The Snake (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of black narcissus, night blooming jasmine, honey, toffee, and black musk.

Violent Moon (Sugar & Spite) — Candied clove, incense, elemi, palo santo, raspberry leaf, sanguine musk, litchi, moss, sandalwood and patchouli.

Pomefiore —

Champagne Supernova (Black Hearted Tart) — Fizzy pink champagne is elevated with frozen mangoes and a sweet red berry accord. Freesia petals, baby powder, and cashmere musk add a flirty feel.

Vil Schoenheit

Smells Like Teen Slayer (Pierrot Perfumery) — A blend of stone fruits, sandalwood, amber, and white florals.

Thigh Highs (Luvmilk) — Juicy mango, creamy papaya blossom, a touch of resin coated vanilla, hints of jasmine and violet on a woody, earthy base.

Fluffy Pink Murder Robe (Fable & Canon) — Delicate blushed florals, Madagascar vanilla, soft fuzzy peach skin, and a spilled glass of champagne.

Proud Queen (CocoaPink) — She rules all that is strange and dangerous, poisonous and beautiful. Foxgloves, opium poppies, bitter nightshade, green roses of hellebore, oleander's apricot notes, and innocent orange blossom, with a breath of raspberries, white chocolate, marshmallow, and warm white musk.

Evil (BPAL) — Smouldering opium tar, tobacco absolute, green tea, black plum, kush, ambergris accord, ambrette seed, and costus root.

Epel Felmier

Bad Apple (Redwood Alchemy) — Apple, Leather, White Musk & Civet

Blue Jay Orchards (Birch & Besom) — Apple cider donuts, gently smoked honey, orchard soil, cedar, ripe gourds

Riverside Hayride (Solstice Scents) — Moist Dirt, White Carnations, Fallen Leaves, Bare Branches, Hay & a Hint of Pressed Apples

November (CocoaPink) — The unmistakable scent in the air the moment winter arrives. Pale snowflakes, bitter, cold air, dry vanilla, snow dusted trees, agar-wood, baked apple pie and smokey swirls of crackling tobacco.

Bite the Apple (Black Hearted Tart) — Honeycrisp red apples are plunged into a cauldron of creamy caramel and rolled in pieces of toffee and crushed walnut.

Rook Hunt

Crossbow of Vengeance (Fyrinnae) — Dried tobacco, freshly crushed black pepper, and the almost undetectable sweet scent of your poison-dipped bolts.

Balcony Tryst (Fyrinnae) — Tangerine blossoms! Sweet tangerines mixed with the heavier scent of their flowers, grounded by a bit of ginger lily, soft leather, and benzoin.

Ranger (BPAL) — Untamed wilderness: buckskin accord with Terebinth pine, Russian birch, black ironwood, elder bark, hay, armoise, juniper, patchouli, galangal root, Spanish moss, and cabreuva.

Hunter's Moon (Pulp Fragrance) — An Ode to Diana, lunar goddes of the Hunt: Moonflower, tonka bean, honeyed amber, sandalwood, tolu balsam, oud, and rich golden spice.

The Hunter's Kiss (Andromeda's Curse) — Key Notes: Leather, Dark Forest, Incense

Ignihyde —

Starship Mechanic (Fyrinnae) — Working among the generators and weapons control areas all day ensures the scents of titanium, steel tools, engine oil, and fuel stick to their skin and hair for hours. Even after a scented shower, mixing with the lingering fragrances of bergamot, woods, and patchouli, their line of work is fairly obvious when you get close. But you don't mind at all.

Idia Shroud

Please Rewind (Amorphous) — Highlights include VHS tape cases, hot popcorn, and the ozonic, static-like aroma of a hot VHS tape fresh from the VCR.

Artificer (BPAL) — Gleaming metal, gear oil, sparking wires, shattered glass, and a blue flicker of arcane power.

Shroud (Sugar & Spite) — Obsidian violet, geranium, coconut milk, amyris, saffron, cedar, and vetiver

In The Styx (Birch & Besom) — Cool mineral water, metallic silver, dry woods, aquatic atmospherics

The Black Gate (Pierrot Perfumery) — A truly evil blend of wormwood, labdanum, nag champa and blackened metal.

Ortho Shroud

Aerobraking (Fyrinnae) — The combination of warm machine oil, cold titanium, and the slightly stale scent of re-circulated oxygen.

Electric Feel (Death & Floral) — A blend of different electricity accords; hot wires, neon signs, tv static fuzz, the electricity that rumbles inside a thunderstorm.

Deus Ex Machina (Alkemia) — An olfactory portrait of industrial decay and the fallen gods of age of disruption, innovation, and technological revolution… fire hardened steel, rusted iron, motor oil, wet cement, burnt copper wires, and grey amber

Abduction (The Eyes Are Always There) — metallic and ozone top notes transition into a heart and base comprised of a subtle blending of rich spice, wood, organic and earthy components.

Eldritch (Red River Apothecary) — Inky black musk, cosmic horror, patent leather and a smattering of dark energy

Diasomnia —

Gargoyle (Nui Cobalt) — Rain-drenched lavender, cathedral incense, beeswax candles, and ancient stone.

Malleus Draconia

Green Eyes, Black Hair (The Strange South) — Oud, marshmallow, freesia, and vanilla.

Beastly (CocoaPink) — Ancient castle stones, the brooding airs of a dark forest, a threat of winter; a fougere fit for a prince, the musk and leather of a beast; a library filled with rare books; and a single red rose.

Insomnia (Sugar & Spite) — Oud, Black Pepper, beeswax, dragon's blood, light and dark patchouli, benzoin resin

Lost Temple (Nui Cobalt) — A nexus of mystery and hidden power. Damp moss, a humid tangle of mandevilla vines, freshly cut palo santo, rain-drenched stone, and the memory of sacred fires.

Thunder In Your Ear (The Strange South) — Dragon's blood, red musk, sleet, mandarin, and vanilla.

Silver

Aurora (Alkemia) — A luminescent skin-but-better aurora of soft cashmeran, orris root, cardamon infused coconut milk, white amber, white musk, white violet, white ginger, lotus flower, and a touch of honeyed cream.

Gentle Tormentor (CocoaPink) — You are that wild-eyed faery's child, beautiful and merciless. A bed of vanillas, tonka and white musk, laced with delicate lemon and bergamot.

Doe Eyed and Dreaming (Sugar & Spite) — Assam au lait, dry vanilla pods, burned brown sugar, oak wood, tonka, ambrette and the tiniest hint of firewood

Fey Touched (Nui Cobalt) — A glistening aura of elemental power to enhance all spellcraft. Sunflower petals, honeyed almond, yuzu, sacred benzoin, and prismatic mist from woodland stream dappled in sunlight.

Inside a Nightmare (Death & Floral) — The olfactory profile of a constantly changing nightmare. Freezing cold water, asphalt, sea salt, lavender & chamomile. very soft leather car interior. Which turn was wrong, and where did we end up?

Sebek Zigvolt

Magic Compass (Nui Cobalt) — An enchantment to navigate you through the fog and keep you on the right path. Shining brass, benzoin, angelica flower, quatre épices, sandalwood, golden patchouli, and a touch of ripe passion fruit.

Vert et Noir (DSH) — A bright, citric-green eau fraiche vetiver fragrance with vegetal notes and ozone to bring the unexpected.

Sorcerer (BPAL) — A golden, sparking surge of raw, wild magic: waves of amber, frankincense, red cacao, blood orange, and lavender touched by demonic incense and dragon’s blood.

Lightning (BPAL) — Lightning slashing the midnight skies over the endless reaches of the ocean. The electric tang of ozone, marine notes, and a drop of sharp rain.

16 The Tower (Wild Hybrid) — Lightning and stone

Lilia Vanrouge

Frickin' Bats (Hexennacht) — Vanilla ice cream, black licorice whips, candy corn, root beer, kettle corn.

90s Goth (Amorphous) — Aroma palette is a spooky, spicy, dark floral musk with hints of leather and spice. Highlights include clove cigarette smoke, jet black lipstick, worn leather, fog machine, and white violet musk.

Bats in the Belfry (Pierrot Perfumery) — A sweet, musty blend. Notes of vintage lace, dried flowers and dusty photos.

You'll Never Grow Old (CocoaPink) — A vintage amusement park on a summer night boardwalk where the coolest vampires hang out. The irresistible mingling of cotton candy, waffle cones, caramel popcorn, and candy apple is stalked by the tang of an oncoming storm, sea salt, freshly-dug dirt, and a primal, seductive musk.

Moondust Will Cover You (Sugar & Spite) — Lush green foliage, tiny, still-green wildflowers bathed in moonlight, and a sweet breeze that smells of love and sorrow.

Ramshackle —

Parlour (Fantome) — A darkly polished mahogany rapping table, spirit boards, sweet rosewood chests, burning incense, and a hint of vetiver.

Grim

Purr (Hexennacht) — kitten fur accord, yarn (wool absolute), milky kitten breath, tonka bean absolute, musk.

Le Chat Noir (Hexennacht) — chimney smoke, freshly fallen snow, and the cool, dry, musky scent of a cat just in from a long winter stroll.

Vampire Cat (Nui Cobalt) — Playfully alluring. Top notes of tart cherry and pomegranate, a warm heart of rooibos, torch ginger, and hibiscus, and a base of red cedarwood and dragon’s blood resin.

Making Biscuits (Deep Midnight) — The most ubiquitous of cat practices, biscuits are about sharing. Main notes of: bread, sugar, fire, pumpkin, cardamom

Kitten and the Falling Leaves (Alkemia) — An olfactory portrait of crisp dry leaves and warm musky kitten fur.

NRC Staff —

Dire Crowley

The Night-Raven (BPAL) — Indigo musk, wild plum, rose geranium, benzoin, night-blooming jasmine, and patchouli.

Prismatic Crow (Crow & Pebble) — Soft woods, dark forest fruits, dry pine needles, juniper branches and a wisp of smoke.

A Fine Gentleman (The Strange South) — Blackberry, licorice, wood shavings, bay rum, and clove.

Ravenous (Siren Song Elixirs) — Frost, Snow, Ozone, Birch, Cypress, Fir Needles, Oakmoss, Sandalwood, Black Salt, Black Pepper, Charcoal, Sweet Milk, Blue Musk, Vetiver, Nag Champa, Mahogany, Narcissus blooms

Villain (BPAL) — A classic Victorian men’s cologne: a lavender fougere, with hints of lilac, lime, and citrus musk.

Divus Crewel

Hand Me My Leather (Hexennacht) — premium leather/suede accord, vanilla, benzoin, tolu balsam, Peru balsam, olibanum, amber, black pepper, cedar, sandalwood, tonka, musk.

My Curse (Stone & Wit) — Red wine, hyssop, cashmere, suede, musk

The Devil's Bentley (Pierrot Perfumery) — Coal, brimstone, car exhaust, black musk and 1970's amber cologne.

Wardrobe (Solstice Scents) — Creamy woods blend with cashmere, fur, velvet and a touch of dry woody spice.

Hexes 4 My Exes (Birch & Besom) — Leather, Earl Grey tea, vintage powder, crushed violets, cauldron smoke

Mozus Trein

1891 (Alkemia) — A delightful anachronism of French lavender buds, mandarin peel, lime leaves, bergamot, bay leaves, coriander, clove, nutmeg, ginger flower, pink pepper, elegant white carnations, heirloom tree rose, opium tar accord, and woody amber resin nestled in an embrace of precious oriental incense woods.

Beloved (Stone & Wit) — Apricot brandy, sandalwood, cedar

Vintage (Hexennacht) — Golden amber, Medjool dates, vanilla, amber attar, citrus, resins, Mysore sandalwood, opoponax.

Lucifer (Hexennacht) — White sage, blue musk, cedar, blackberry, black tea, bergamot, apple.

The Blues Are All the Same (Death & Floral) — Smooth vanilla cognac, aged barrel wood, and sticky honey.

Ashton Vargas

The Heartbreaking Simplicity of Ordinary Things (Death & Floral) — Freshly opened tennis balls, cool crisp meteor shower nights, warm and sweet cardamom

Black Mass (Hexennacht) — essentially, "MOON-mallow ": smoked vanilla, frankincense, Peru balsam, labdanum, amber, vetiver, atlas cedarwood, patchouli, night musk, and scorched marshmallows.

Greymist (Pineward) — noble fir, scotch pine, expressed citron, blond tobacco, botanical musk, vetiver.

Lothario (Wild Hybrid) — Night blooming flowers with a touch of campfire smoke and leather.

The Wolf Only Needs Luck to Find You Once (Death & Floral) — Crisp forest night air, lunar musk, large drifting Oakwood trees, the musky scent of a trailing shadow.

Sam

Spellbound (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of cinnamon, bourbon, tonka bean, salted caramel, sandalwood, and vanilla.

Cafe (The Strange South) — Chicory coffee, hot beignets, and pralines.

Memento Mori (Siren Song Elixirs) — Lily, Tuberose, Forget-Me-Nots, Rain, Amber, Incense

Parlor Trick (Solstice Scents) — Ivory lace, white wax, aged paper, glossy white smoke, teak, black tea, blonde woods, delicate spice, bone musk, Manor and a faint trace of rose

Imp (Haus of Gloi) — Peculiar passion fruit mingling with sun cured apricots, perfectly pink grapefruit juice and innocent whispers of wet mimosa blooms.

Royal Sword Academy —

Ambrose the 63rd

The Mentor (Nui Cobalt) — A venerable wizard, mysterious but kind, with faded robes and shining eyes. Ancient sandalwood, well-worn linen, olive leaf, oakmoss, Earl Grey tea, and sacred temple incense. Wear for guidance in times of confusion, and for spiritual support in times of discouragement.

Wizard's Tome (Pierrot Perfumery) — An herby blend of sage, lavender, with notes of parchment and wet stone.

Wizard's Library (Birch & Besom) — Antique books, a smooth cup of hazelnut coffee, cedar desks, sandalwood, sweet tobacco

Nocturne #10 (Siren Song Elixirs) — Mahogany, Amber, Dried leaves, Vanillin, Fireplace Smoke, Coffee, Shea butter, Wood embers, Marshmallow

As Above So Below (Sugar & Spite) — Delicate, ephemeral lilacs, sweet swirls of cream, and mahogany wood

Chenya

Cereal Marshmallows (Hexennacht) — Cronchy, sugary, delicious. Also terrible for you, but OH WELL.

Pouty Kitten (Luvmilk) — Old fashioned cream soda, piles of sugared strawberries, a bowl of whipped cream, freshly cut grass on a warm summer day.

Cheshire Cat (BPAL) — Grapefruit, red currant, dark musk, Roman chamomile, delphinium, and lavender.

Lavender Sugar Cookie (Fable & Canon) — Soft, sweet lavender and rich vanilla folded into buttery sugar cookies.

Lofty Castle (Luvmilk) — Candied lavender, fresh honey, puffs of cotton candy, and raw sugar.

Neige Leblanche

Sit For a Spell (Sorce) — Salted cantaloupe, a light drizzle of wild rosemary honey, fresh spring air, ambrette seed, and winding honeysuckle vines

Lost in the Wood (Crow & Pebble) — A thicket of mossy silver birch, bluebell flowers and violet leaves crushed underfoot, with apple blossoms and elderflower blooming overhead.

Meadowmoss (Pineward) — Oakmoss, alpine sandwort, wild grass, green wheat, orange blossom, fir balsam, tomato leaf, azure bluet, mountain wildflowers.

Angelic (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of sparkling yuzu soda, white tea leaves, mint, apple blossom, white sage, cedarwood, and angelic musk.

Good (BPAL) — Shimmering celestial musk with vanilla, white honey, acacia, and sugar cane.

Book 7 Characters —

Baul Zigvolt

The Faerie Knight (Wild Hybrid) — Tuberose, aged leather, helichrysum, cassie absolute, apricot, ethereal musk and tangled greenery.

Chevalier Vert (Olympic Orchids) — Citrus, rhubarb, tomato leaf, armoise, violet leaf, violet, orris, and peony, Sichuan pepper, and soft woods.

Luna (Laurel & June) — Crystal white amber, night blooming jasmine and lotus flowers; heather, fig blossoms, cool night rain

Stratus (Osmofolia) — Broken stems, ambergris, bitter galbanum, silvery osmanthus, wet stones, damp soil, glimpses of cherry blossom buds, and never-ending fog.

After the Night's Shade (Mythpunk Olfactive) — Earl grey (bergamot, black tea), 'blue' Spanish lavender, golden amber, osmanthus, rosewood, sandalwood, tonka bean, vetiver (Bourbon), aged patchouli, opoponax 216, pure oakmoss, and pine tree moss

Dawn Knight

Forest Prince (Luvmilk) — A woodsy clean scented blend of cedarwood, moss, hyacinth, sandalwood, and subtle musk.

Paladin (BPAL) — Immaculate white musk, sweet frankincense, bourbon vanilla, white leather, and shining armor.

Iron & Oak (Redwood Alchemy) — Oakmoss, Cashmere Wood, Iron, Lily of the Valley, Spice

Lost Epitaph (Mythpunk Olfactive) — Briar rose, narcissus, creeping ivy, crumbling headstones, cemetery rain

Apparition (Hexennacht) — Spectral amber, alabaster vanilla, bone-white woods.

Maleanor Draconia

Dragon Princess (Crow & Pebble) — Ocean waves, gifts of pink peony, waterlily blooms and ripe tangerines, underpinned by deep red amber and dragonsblood incense.

What's Inside a Girl (Sugar & Spite) — Smoldering embers, honey, clove, and wildflowers

Draconic Resilience (Nui Cobalt) — A stalwart spell for strength and reinforcement. Glowing embers of cedarwood, oudh, and mahogany, supple leather, copaiba balsam, vermillion musk, and heat.

Love is Lost (Sugar & Spite) — Dark plum, black vanilla, nag champa, indian sandalwood, cashmere, red patchouli, and smoky embers

She Was the Storm (Death & Floral) — Black hemlock, driftwood, hay absolute, dreamy sandalwood, spiced oudh, dried fruits, dead leaves

Event Characters —

Dylla Spade

Tulips and Chimneys (Alkemia) — An urban springtime of rainy aldehydes, wet asphalt, industrial steam engines, farmer's market bouquets of fresh tulips, Toulouse violets, mint pastels, and a warm touch of clove viburnum.

Odette (Haus of Gloi) — Clean sun dried linens, tuberose, ginger lily and white musk.

Meadow Nymph (Morari) — Wildflower Accord, Green Apple, Dew-Laden Grass, Lemon Peel

Night of Folly (The Strange South) — Exhaust, floral musk, and a Zulu coconut.

Street Racer (Cirrus Parfum) — Cherry bubblegum, leather car interior, newly laid rubber, hot tarmac, a tinge of anxiety

Eliza (The Ghost Bride)

Dance With Me (Possets) — Refreshing and refined at once. A superb coumarin-laced lavender combines with fizzy pink grapefruit, and it all rests on a bed of white musk.

Scenes From a Marriage (The Strange South) — A single violet rose, apple, champa flower, ylang-ylang, chipped paint, and dusty old picture frames.

Midnight Wedding (Sorce) — Bergamot, oud, patchouli, sandalwood, tonka bean, Ambroxan

Dead & Lovely (Pierrot Perfumery) — A flowery blend of jasmine, wisteria, lilies, corpse flower, and casket silk.

Forever As Now (Sugar & Spite) — Lavender, Tonka, French vanilla, sandalwood, Egyptian musk

Eric Venue

Private Eye (Solstice Scents) — Natural Blend of Cocoa, Myrrh, Pink Pepper, Black Pepper, Tonka, Buddha Wood, Tobacco, Coffee, Guiacwood & More

Invocation (Sugar & Spite) — Spiced brandy, toasted praline, pistachio and walnut, oak, mahogany, palm Santo and patchouli

World Famous For 15 Minutes (Death & Floral) — Sweet tobacco and vanilla, blended with a hint of violet and gin

Black Iris (Alkemia) — Royal purple iris and Queen Elizabeth orris root pillowed in a soft nimbostratus raincloud.

Sassy (Hexennacht) — glossy magazine pages infused with a wafting fusion of 90's scent strip samples. IYKYK.

Fellow Honest

Carnival of Illustrious Hearts (Alkemia) — A glitteringly gourmet gala of French sugarcreams, candied orange blossoms, raspberry cotton candy, rosewater torte filling, and Bourbon vanilla amber.

Mischief Master (Crow & Pebble) — A heart of carnation, orange blossom and rock rose atop a base of oakmoss and musk, topped with a burst of fresh, sweet orange and aromatic saffron.

Shadow Touched (Nui Cobalt) — A dusky philtre for stealth and sleight of hand. Black vanilla, unsweetened chai, antique myrrh, Omani musk, rich pipe tobacco, agarwood, and unrefined cashmere.

Lament of the Midway (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of spilled cherry slush, bubblegum, black licorice, hay, dead grass, motor oil, cement and corn husks.

Widowmaker (Siren Song Elixirs) — Mirabelle plums, dark ripe fruit, black vanilla, gunpowder, black suede, hint of cotton candy

Gidel

Bubble Pop (Death & Floral) — Bright pink bubble gum, spiced apricots, lemon rind and bitter orange peel, red berries + bergamot.

Star Circus (Luvmilk) — Rich, creamy vanilla and blueberry.

Night Carnival (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of funnel cakes, whipped cream, and a dusting of sugar sprinkles.

A Whiff of Wafflecone (Imaginary Authors) — Fragrance Notes: Vanilla, Salted Caramel, Saigon Cinnamon, Heavy Cream, Sandalwood, Orgeat, Scoop Shop

Boardwalk Sideshow (Birch & Besom) — Salty sea air, bright orchids, mint limeade, white musk, jasmine

Kifaji

Archipelago (Haus of Gloi) — Golden fruits from across the seas. Toasted coconut, kola nuts, tamarind and jackfruit - all warmed with a light dusting of brown sugar.

Helios (Osmofolia) — Honey, heliotrope, chamomile, lemon, mango, and white amber.

Alibi (Cirrus Parfum) — passionfruit, orange blossom, guava, strawberry yuzu lemonade, and a dash of coconut cream over a rosewood base.

Sun Gold (Laurel & June) — White amber, banana milk and honey

Sent From Heaven (Laurel & June) — Hibiscus blooms, rice flower, shea, faint bit of smoke, white amber

Marja Felmier

Villa Diodati (Poesie) — Pungent wild rosemary, fresh balsam pine, crystal clear lakewater, dry, and dark vanilla

Snowshoe Hare (Nui Cobalt) — Nutmeg and tonka bean nuzzle up against fluffy marshmallow, cottonflower, white suede, clove bud, cashmere, and a trace of carrot seed.

Winter's Lament (Deep Midnight) — Crackling Firewood, Cassis, Apple, Spruce, Balsam, Citrus, Dark Tea, Pinecones, and Sugar Crystals

Grandma's Best Friend (Deep Midnight) — Iris, Sandalwood, Heliotrope, Musk, Apple, Citron, Jasmine, Cedar

Orchard Brew (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of candied apples, mulling spices, caramel apple cider, and dark amber.

Najma Viper

Cipher (Stone & Wit) — Lime, jasmine, spices, oud (black agar) accord, raspberry

Good Omen (Sugar & Spite) — Jasmine, pineapple, green apple, tart grapefruit, musk and sandalwood

Titania (Poesie) — Blonde woods, sparkling bergamot, orange creamsicle, magnolia, and stargazer lily

Pink Lipstick (Lovesick Witchery) — Notes of orange cream pops, sugar, vanilla bean, heliotrope, oats, pink velvet, whipped tonka, gilded amber, and fluffy pink musk.

Sitting On the Edge of a Cloud (Sorce) — Mandarin orange, pink grapefruit, cotton candy, coconut water, amyris wood, sandalwood, palo santo, ambrette, tonka bean

Rollo Flamme

C'est Noel (Sorce) — Coffee, freshly baked cinnamon bread, roasted chestnuts, blown out candles, lingering church incense, and softly falling snow

En Repos (Sugar & Spite) — A mélange of melancholy, indeed. Beeswax candles, church incense, pale musk, amber resin and funeral flowers.

A Midnight Dreary (Wylde Ivy) — Notes of scattered coffee grounds, cedar smoke, rum, well aged leather, black vanilla, singed tonka, dripping wax, with a touch of spiced amber and fireplace embers.

Cathedral (BPAL) — Venerable and solemn: the scent of incense smoke wafting through an ancient church. A true ecclesiatical blend of pure resins.

Dance of Death (BPAL) — Dry, bone-white orris, black musk, serpentine patchouli and our murkiest myrrh.

Skully J. Graves

Not Dead, But Arisen (Fantome) — Freshly turned grave soil and spring greenery lie beneath uplifting orange and crisp yuzu.

Cemetery Tour (The Strange South) — Osmanthus, crumbling stone, brick dust, moss, and graveyard dirt.

Lacrimosa (Sugar & Spite) — Blonde woods, heliotrope, a bouquet of dried, dusty flowers tied with tattered velvet ribbon, bone-white birch, guaiac wood, tears, and a pinch of graveyard dirt

Cemetery Soirée (Nui Cobalt) — A celebration of life in the presence of Death. Mossy stone walls, lanterns aglow, steam from a cauldron of hot spiced cider, funeral flowers catching rain from crimson leaves above.

Merry Halloween (CocoaPink) — The Pumpkin King comes to Christmas Town! A festive clash of holidays. Sweet pumpkin, salted caramel apples, candy corn, and night woodsmoke meets snowy mounds of vanilla ice-cream; wild pinyon pine, black spruce needles, cranberries and candied orange peel.

Website Links —

Alkemia

Amorphous

Andromeda's Curse

Birch & Besom

Black Hearted Tart

BPAL

Cirrus Parfum

CocoaPink

Crow & Pebble

Death & Floral

Deconstructing Eden

Deep Midnight

DSH

Fable & Canon

Fantome

Fyrinnae

Haus of Gloi

Hexennacht

Imaginary Authors

Laurel & June

Lovesick Witchery

Luvmilk

Morari

Mythpunk Olfactive

Nui Cobalt

Olympic Orchids

Osmofolia

Pierrot Perfumery

Pineward

Poesie

Possets

Pulp Fragrance

Red River Apothecary

Redwood Alchemy

Siren Song Elixirs

Solstice Scents

Sorce

Stone & Wit

Sugar & Spite

Sunsphere Scents

The Eyes Are Always There

The Strange South

Wild Hybrid

Wylde Ivy

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nicnak20 · 1 month ago

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Big boys wear diapers:

*Trevor, Yn and Nicholas's son becomes more aware of how big he's growing. But when it's time for him to be changed, suddenly his special big boy powers wane down.*

The morning sun spilled through the kitchen window, painting the room in a warm, honeyed light. Three-year-old Trevor, a whirlwind of chubby cheeks and boundless energy, stood perched on a stool, his brown hair a tousled mess. His coco brown eyes, identical to his father’s, sparkled with a determined glint. He was on a mission, a very important mission, indeed.

“I do it!” he declared, his small voice brimming with pride, as he wrestled with the toaster. He'd decided it was time he made his own breakfast, a big boy task if there ever was one.

Nicholas, Trevor's father, watched from the table, a fond smile playing on his lips- the same warm coco eyes and dark hair as his son. "Alright, buddy," he chuckled, his voice gentle and warm. "But let me watch just in case, okay?"

Trevor nodded, concentrating intently as he pushed down the lever. The toaster whirred to life, and a minute later, two slightly charred pieces of toast popped up. Trevor gasped, his eyes wide.

"I did it!" he exclaimed, turning to his mother, Yn, who had just entered the kitchen. She was a woman of similar age to Nicholas, her eyes full of love and warmth as she watched her son. Her smile was as cheerful as the sun itself. “I made my own toasty bread!”

Yn clapped her hands, her voice light and cheerful. “You did, sweetie! That’s amazing! You’re such a big boy!”

Trevor puffed out his chest, his pride practically radiating off him. He carefully retrieved the toast, using a little plastic knife to spread a thin layer of his favorite jam. He then hopped off the stool, tiny feet padding across the floor, and settled next to his father at the table. He took a big bite of the toast.

“Mmm!” he mumbled, crumbs clinging to his cheeks. “So good.”

“The best toast ever,” Nicholas agreed, ruffling Trevor's hair. “You’re doing a very good job of being a big boy, Trevor.”

The rest of the morning followed suit. Trevor insisted on putting on his own shoes, albeit with some struggle, and he even helped Yn with the laundry, his small hands handing her the socks one by one. He felt a surge of accomplishment with each small victory, like he was the king of his little world. His parents praised him with every step. Each time he felt his chest puff up with more and more pride.

Later, after a morning of play and adventure, Trevor found himself sprawled on the living room rug, engrossed in a picture book. He felt content, basking in the glow of his accomplishments. He was definitely a big boy now.

Then, the inevitable happened.

Nicholas noticed Trevor fidgeting and sniffing the air. “Hmm, someone needs a diaper change.” He said with a smile.

Trevor wrinkled his nose and looked away, trying to hide the annoyance that was quickly rising in his little body. Diaper changes were not something big boys did. Big boys didn’t need diapers.

Nicholas approached, a mischievous glint in his eye. He scooped Trevor up in his arms, cooing, "Oh, my little man needs a change?”

Trevor didn’t like being called ‘little man’. Nor did he like that Nicholas was acting like he was so tiny and fragile. It was true that he was still small, but he wasn’t a baby! He wriggled in his father’s arms, trying to assert his independence, but Nicholas simply chuckled and carried him towards the changing mat.

"Let's get you all fresh and clean, my little guy,” Nicholas continued, gently laying him down. “Who’s my sweet little baby?”

Nicholas’s words, combined with his gentle fussing and baby talk, chipped away at Trevor’s triumphant mood. He felt his cheeks flush, a mixture of embarrassment and indignation swirling within him. It was like he was suddenly three months old again.

“Oh, who’s my little baby? Yes, you are! You have the stinkiest diaper of them all!” Nicholas’ voice was a blend of gentle teasing and genuine affection, punctuated by playful coos. He tickled Trevor’s tummy, and Trevor, despite himself, giggled.

But with each baby-talk word, each tickle, and each sing-songy tone, Trevor's earlier feelings of being a big boy began to deflate. He felt like he was shrinking, his big boy confidence dissolving.

"Dada, I'm not a baby," he mumbled, his voice losing its earlier ebullience.

Nicholas, his attention on the diaper changing, continued, oblivious to Trevor’s internal struggle. “Yes you are, my little baby pumpkin! My sweet little bear!” He threw a hand up and gave Trevor a raspberry on the belly after cleaning him off, eliciting more giggles and a small smile. But as soon as it came out, the smile faded because it was immediately followed by Nicholas’ statement.

“Oh, you’re the cutest baby boy ever!”

Trevor’s lower lip wobbled. He wasn't a baby! He was a big boy who built towers and drove cars and fixed things! Why was his father treating him like he was a tiny little thing who couldn't do anything but babble?

Once the diaper change was complete, Nicholas showered Trevor with kisses, still treating him like the baby he had insisted Trevor was. “There you go, my sweet little man, all nice and clean! ” Trevor felt the pride he’d been nurturing all day shrivel up and turn into a little sad lump in his chest. He didn’t want to be a baby. He was a big boy, wasn’t he?

Yn noticed the subtle shift in Trevor's demeanor. She knelt beside him, her warm hand resting on his back. "You okay, sweetie?" she asked gently.

Trevor looked at her, his lower lip trembling a little. "I not a baby," he mumbled, his voice barely a whisper.

Yn exchanged a knowing look with Nicholas. They had been so caught up in their natural parental instincts that they'd unintentionally knocked the wind out of their son's sails.

"No, you're not a baby," Yn affirmed, her voice soft and reassuring. "You're a very big boy who is learning and growing every day."

As they went to the kitchen, Yn whispered to Nicholas. “He needs to feel like that big boy he thinks he is. Can you treat him like one?”

Nicholas winced. “I just couldn’t help myself! He's so cute.”

“I know, but he needs this. Try not to baby him too much, okay?”

“I will. I promise.”

Nicholas nodded in agreement. He sat down next to Trevor, wrapping his arm around him. “You’re right, buddy. You’re a big boy.”

“You made your own toast,” Yn continued, smiling, “and you helped with the laundry. You’re so good at doing so many things. Big boy things!”

“And you’re the best helper I could ask for” Nicolas added, giving Trevor a big hug.

Trevor’s eyes widened a little as they spoke. He looked from his mother to his father and some of his pride slowly trickled back in.

Nicholas ruffled his hair. “How about we do another big boy activity?” He suggested. “Want to help me make lunch?”

Trevor’s face lit up, and he nodded eagerly. He was still a bit sad, still feeling very small, but he was thankful that his parents had noticed that he wasn’t a baby anymore. He was a big boy!

Together, they cooked a simple meal, Trevor proudly stirring the sauce and setting the table. With each task, he felt himself regain his confidence. Nicholas and Yn encouraged him every step of the way. They stopped themselves from excessively cooing over him and instead treated him with the respect he deserved as a growing toddler. They allowed him space to learn and grow and praised his efforts rather than just his outcome. They understood their son’s need for autonomy and gave it to him.

By the end of the day, Trevor was happily playing with his toys, his pride restored. He knew that even though sometimes he needed help, he was still a big boy. And he had the best parents in the world who loved him, whether he was a baby, or a big boy. He knew that they would always be there for him.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the living room, Trevor curled up beside his parents on the couch. He felt safe and loved, his little body relaxed and at peace. He was a big boy, yes, but he was also loved beyond measure. And that, he realized, was the best feeling of all. No longer a 'baby pumpkin' but a big boy.

Later that evening, as Yn tucked Trevor into bed, she kissed his forehead. “You were so brave and strong today. I’m so proud of you, big boy.”

Trevor snuggled into his pillow, his eyes already fluttering shut. “I was very, very big.”

“Yes, you were. And you are loved, very, very much.”

As he drifted off to sleep, Trevor’s small hand instinctively reached for his favorite stuffed animal, a small, worn bear. He was a big boy, yes, but he was still a little boy, too. And that was perfectly okay. The balance of baby and big boy was something Trevor was still navigating, feeling loved and cared for every step of the way. And with the love and support of his parents, that balance would come, and he’d be the big boy he thought he was, whenever he felt ready.

*For those of you who have requests, I'm still working on them.... they're in the works now, but this request was sitting in my inbox for a long time.*

#nicholas alexander chavez #nicholas alexander chavez one shots #nicholas chavez #nicholas chavez fanfiction #nicholas chavez imagine #nicholas chavez x reader #nicholas chavez x y/n #lavender baby

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pupsmailbox · 8 months ago

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ACADEMIC ID PACK

NAMES︰ adeline. agatha. alastair. alex. alexander. alexandria. alisa. amber. ambrose. ambrosia. amorette. andrew. annabel. annabeth. annalise. anya. arden. artemis. arthur. ash. ashford. aspen. athena. atlas. atreus. augustus. avery. beatrix. blair. blake. blythe. bram. bronwyn. caspian. charles. charlotte. christopher. circe. claude. coraline. crimson. damian. damien. damon. daphne. darcy. demeter. diana. dorian. durant. ebony. eden. edgar. eleanor. elenor. elizabeth. elvira. emberl. enid. eris. everett. fantine. felix. fern. genevieve. george. grey. griffin. haven. hazel. hecate. henry. hester. holmes. hyde. inkesse. inkette. inkie. inky. isolde. ivie. ivy. james. jane. journalle. julian. julius. juno. kane. killian. lenore. lilith. lorelei. luna. magnus. malachi. mallory. maude. meredith. naomi. narissa. nicodem. nightesse. nightwing. nimue. noire. noiresse. noirette. odessa. odette. oliver. ophelia. orion. percy. persephone. peyton. phineas. phoebe. quill. quille. quinn. raven. ravenesse. ravenette. ravenne. remus. romero. rory. rosalind. rose. rowan. rowena. rufus. salem. scriptesse. sebastian. stoker. sylvain. tanith. theo. theodore. theodosia. trista. tristan. victor. victoria. vincent. virgil. wilhelmine. willow. wynona. xanthe. zoltan.

PRONOUNS︰ acade/academia. amber/amber. an/antique. arch/architectself. arch/archive. art/art. art/artist. arti/article. arti/fact. artifact/artifact. baro/baroque. bea/beauty. bis/bisque. book/book. bookworm/bookworm. calligraphy/calligraphy. can/vas. candle/candle. cer/ceramic. char/charcoal. chess/chess. clas/classic. clay/clay. clock/clock. co/collect. coco/coco. cocoa/cocoa. cof/coffee. coffee/coffee. col/color. coll/collection. collage/collage. con/cept. crea/cream. crow/crow. cur/curate. dra/drama. dust/dust. essay/essay. fea/feather. feather/feather. fig/figure. fil/film. flicker/flicker. gal/gallery. glaze/glaze. globe/globe. gold/gold. hazel/hazel. his/history. history/history. hon/honey. hue/hue. hypo/hypothesis. illus/illustrate. ink/ink. journal/journal. ki/kiln. knowledge/knowledge. le/letter. learn/learn. letter/letter. li/library. lig/ligature. lit/literature. mar/marble. mur/mural. murder/murder. muse/muse. muse/museum. night/night. no/note. novel/novel. page/page. paint/brush. paint/paint. paint/painting. paper/paper. para/dox. pen/pen. pho/photo. pi/pigment. piano/piano. poe/poet. poem/poem. por/trait. porcel/porcelain. print/print. qui/quill. quill/quill. raven/raven. rea/read. read/read. ren/renaissance. rev/revolution. scrapbook/scrapbook. script/scripts. scroll/scroll. sculp/sculptor. sculp/sculpture. sketch/sketch. speci/specimen. spine/spine. sta/stamp. stai/stain. stamp/stamp. statue/statue. story/story. stu/dy. study/studie. study/study. surreal/surrealism. tea/tea. theo/theory. theory/theory. thes/thesis. time/time. tweed/tweed. violin/violin. wheel/wheel. ⌛. ⌛︎. ☕. ✒︎. ✒️. 🏛️. 🏺. 📜. 🕯️. 🖼️.

#pupsmail︰id packs #id pack #npt #nput #name suggestions #name ideas #name list #pronoun suggestions #pronoun ideas #neopronouns #emojiself #nounself #dark academia #light academia

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sundove88 · 5 months ago

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Maestro Lance (Beetlejuice Casting Parody)

After Alma Madrigal and Dru Gru die in a car accident, they find themselves stuck haunting their country residence, unable to leave the house. When the unbearable Minatos and their teen daughter Yukina buy the home, the spirits attempt to scare them away without success. Their efforts attract Lance, a rambunctious Maestro whose "help" quickly becomes dangerous for them and innocent Yukina.

Three generations of the Minato family return home to Winter River after an unexpected family tragedy. Still haunted by Maestro Lance, Yukina’s life soon gets turned upside down when her rebellious tweenage daughter discovers a mysterious portal to the afterlife. When someone says Lance’s name three times, the mischievous maestro gleefully returns to unleash his very own brand of mayhem.

In honor of Beetlejuice Beetlejuice!

Lance as Beetlejuice (Balan Wonderworld)

Yukina Minato as Lydia Deetz (BanG Dream)

Okabe Rintarou as Charles Deetz (Steins;Gate)

Bayonetta as Delia Deetz (Bayonetta)

Dru as Adam Maitland (Despicable Me)

Alma Madrigal as Barbara Maitland (Encanto)

Malva as Jane Butterfield (Pokemon)

King Dedede as Otho Fenlock (Kirby)

Mama Imelda as Juno (Coco)

Canele Cookie as Maxie Dean (Cookie Run)

Millie Feuille Cookie as Sarah Dean (Cookie Run)

Starscream as Bernard (Transformers)

Mashiro Kurata as Grace (BanG Dream)

Aya Maruyama as Beryl (BanG Dream)

Byron as The Preacher (Brawl Stars)

Bruce Stone as The Janitor (Balan Wonderworld)

Lt. Surge as Road Kill Man/The Messenger (Pokemon)

Lola as Miss Argentina/The Receptionist (Brawl Stars)

Gray as Himself/Miss Argentina’s Co Star (Brawl Stars)

Shadow!Lance as Snake!Beetlejuice (Balan Wonderworld)

Colt as Harry The Hunter (Brawl Stars)

Knockout as Char Man (Transformers)

Gooey as The Minister (Kirby)

Marina Tsukishima as Magician’s Assistant (BanG Dream)

Various Characters as the Netherworld Ghosts

Yuri Brand as Astrid Deetz (Balan Wonderworld)

Sam Witwicky as Rory (Transformers)

Mistress Nine as Delores (Sailor Moon)

Ryotsu Kankichi as Wolf Jackson (Kochikame)

Anxiety as Bob (Inside Out)

Ghetsis as Jeremy Frazier (Pokemon)

Vaati as Richard (The Legend of Zelda)

Here’s your hint for the next casting (It’s Pixar):

💀🎸🥀

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jistagrams · 1 year ago

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hi <3

a clean introduction, my guidelines, moots, anons, and rules :3

hiii my name is char, but I go by c on here. char is a nickname for my real name and c is just another nickname, anyways you can call me char or c! I’m 24 and I’m not in college or anything. I have a full time job so my posts won’t be consistent. I write for riize, txt, all units of nct and ateez! mlist here

basically, I won’t write about: scatophilia, rape, age regression, incest, step cest, raceplay and emetophilia. Nor will I write about minors, not fluff or smut. I will also not include “noona” or “oppa” in any of my work, I am not Korean nor do I speak Korean so I do not see the need to put it in my work. Please don’t ask very personal info since all the info I’m willing to give out is in this introduction. Don’t ask to translate my work, don’t copy my work without permission and don’t put my work on any other platforms. I only post on here.

anon “💚”

anon “🤍/☁️”

anon “🍄”

@soobinsonly1bf moot em 🐰

@svsoftie moot lyn 🪿

@taegimood moot mj 🕷️

@hazyhae moot coco 🍫

@ningngyu moot angelina 🪽

@fairybin moot mari 🦢

@matchaxmatcha moot matcha 🍵

i think some of these r still my moots….

#intro post #introduction #blog intro #introductory post #pinned intro #introducing myself #kpop #nct #nct 127 #nct dream #wayv #txt #tomorrow by together #riize #ateez #jistagrams answers #jistagrams rants

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headmatespawner · 9 months ago

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Names: dog names, something with like a fluffy feel?

Age: pupage, plushage, any other xenoages ^_^

Pronouns (specify if you want 1st, 2nd, or 3rd person pronouns; 3rd person pronouns are default if you don't specify): masc/neu 3rd person neopronouns/xenopronouns! No “average” pronouns please ^_^

Titles: neu/masc + related to puppies and/or plushies?

Genders: plush, cute, fluffy, and/or dog related xenogenders!

Orientations: your choice!

TransIDs: transpet, transpuppy, transplushie, transeyepatch, whatever else you think of!

Non/Alterhumanity: puppy/plushie thing idk. If you could add a dog breed that’d be great!

Source: anything! pref a kid’s show. Don’t worry abt if idk the show, I can learn it! ^_^

Roles: mood booster, whatever you think of

Origin: don’t know what this means, your choice!

Picrew? Y/N

Banner and/or color hex? Y/N; Plurakit is in mind for this, can be for anything however.

Couldn't do picrew due to low spoons, Sorry! -☢️

Names: Blue, Ruff, Mousse, Cloud, Coco, Char, Col, Collie,

Age: Pupage, Plushage, Softage, Chronoageless

Pronouns: Xei/Xeir, Ve/Vim, Bark/Barks, Ey/em, Zet/zets, Zhe/zhim, Cae/Caer, Soft/softer

Titles: One who Barks, PRN who is Crafted with Love, PRN who you sleep with at night, Lovable Stuffy, Cuddly Puppy, Curious Canine

Genders: Adorafaun, Canisgender, Beaglegender, Doggender, Cutecollector, Squishyic, Plushyic, Pillowgender, Plushcoric, Plushgender, Plushlichten, Plushsomigender

Orientations: Polysexual Softromantic ND4ND

TransIDs: Transpet, Transpuppy, Transplushie, Transeyepatch, Permacollar, Permasoft, Permadaydream, Transpermahappy

Non/Alterhumanity: Puppy/Plush Mixture, Specifically a Beagle Plushie.

Source: Blues Clues

Roles: Absorber, Positivity Holder, Cheergiver, Adapter

Origin: Altpackgenic, Willogenic

Hex: #5ec1ff

Banner:

#☢️#📄#bah blog #build a alter #pro 🍓🌈#alter packs #pro rq 🌈🍓#radqueer #build a headmate #pro radq #rq 🌈🍓#rq community

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mogai-delivery-service · 27 days ago

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Shockwave / Baking ID Pack!

(pt: shockwave/baking ID pack. end pt.)

Names: Shocky, Volt/Voltage, Static, En, Zap, Nyx, Moon, Knight, Axon, Thomas, Jocelyn, Joss, Sol, Lune/Luna, Atom, Ion, Char, Flour/Flower/Fleur, Brownie, Sprinkles, Tropie, Pyro, Honey, Madeline, Hazel, Coco, Claire, Ginger, Lavender, Coriander, Cori, Magnolia, Basil, Graham.

Pronouns: he/hem, shy/hyr, soft/softs, tech/techs, dark/darks, oven/ovens, sci/science, art/arts, cu/cul, vi/vio, do/dough, su/sugar, ca/cake, food/foods, egg/eggs, po/power, vo/volt, wi/wire, li/light.

Terms: appieakeumnic, bakergender, baker occuden, chaluerment, gendercakeix (cakegender/icinggender masterpost), techviofem, techbodiment, voidtechgender (bright flag), techfaun, techfae (bright for both of those too), energender (not sure if this is bright too but the yellow is very saturated).

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anglefish3008 · 2 months ago

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HI COCO!

Hi char char!!! 💗💓💕💕💖💘🤎💘💔💖💝

how have you been doing?!! :)

#coco answers (yippee)#Charles! 💖

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why do fanfic writers keep making jaurne the main char like I get they prob don't like female main chars but its not even him but an oc in all but name llike at that point just make an oc. and they make chars blander then most harem animes (like I swear a harem where a male char has 1 trait is more devolped then the chars these people write cause at least I understand what their goal is

Have you ever heard of Fate Stay Night? Impressive back in its day, but as misogyny and homophobia and pedophelia no longer became acceptable, it lost its value to many.

However, it gained an appeal to many fanfic writers and doujinshi artists.

Why was this?

Like RWBY, the Fateverse has a fantastic worldbuilding, with many different opportunities for RPGs.

But RWBY lacks something that Fateverse has in spades to this day, especially amongst the fandom.

Straight white male protagonists that are basically useless and fragile and stupid...and yet, the women who are so much stronger and smarter in the fateverse, must surrender any and all agency, authority and free-will to the men.

Oh that does remind me. Fateverse did have ONE spinoff where a female protagonist was there....it was lesbian pedophelia. So basically , fateverse ONLY allows lgbt content if its fetishized lesbianism. as for the pedophelia, they do that to an alarming degree, and anime fans stand by it because to them, lolicon is somehow not pedophelia.

Oh wait, it is! Anyway, back to the patriarchy issue.

Too many men, and even women? Have trouble with the idea of women holding authority,influence, or power over men.

How many shows have women as protagonists taking on the same roles as men? How many shows have women be LGBT or not have men be shipped with them, and said women being protagonists?

For Fateverse, there are no gay men. and women are only bisexual if they're shipped with a male character, otherwise they're straight.

Speak to a fanartist or fanfic writer or fan who hates on bumbleby. Ask them what is their favorite MlM ship. I asked many a rwby fan who hated on bumbleby and accused CRWBY of queerbaiting...what was their favorite MlM ship. They had none...they considered it gross. Because well...see for yourself.

This was from a WlW fanartist who was part of the "Fixing RWBY" youtube channel where Roman Torchwick is the white male savior alongside Adam Taurus.

In case you're wondering, no, FatmanFalling was not the person I got this from. It was from his Christian friend who made Hogwarts Legacy Fanart on Twitter, but chose not to post it here for obvious reasons. you'll see that one of their ships involve Jaune x Weiss and I've already provided post explaining why WK is a bad ship. https://www.tumblr.com/iamafanofcartoons/715787142254772224/why-the-whiteknight-ship-makes-many-in-the-rwby

But you see Tauradonna there too. Blake is blamed for Adam being evil...because at the end of the day, women are blamed for the actions men, because to blame men means having men be accountable for their actions. And we know how men both in shows and in real life just CANNOT do that...they're too fragile, too hypocritical. So those men blame women. And their supporters parrot that misogynistic hate.

Coer Al alaran? the "king of rwby fanfics" is notable for several things.

He never writes a female protagonist unless said woman is not allowed to have agency, power, or influence over men.

He does not make a woman a major character unless she is straight and the love interest of a straight white male savior.

He will only write an lgbt character such as coco adel, as evil or hated.

He forbids bumbleby at any cost, and will write yang as throwing herself into jaune or adam taurus' arms while hating blake and defending men from her.

Couer has apparently stated he despises blake's bisexuality and hates the idea of people of different genders being attracted to her, so he either writes her as jaune's pillow partner, or makes her antagonistic to men.

Finally, couer writes jaune or adam as the straight white male savior who has yang or another women sleep with them, while said men are abused by women.

He basically gets his writing from rise of the shield hero. I'm honestly surprised couer didn't decide on including pedophelia in his fanfics.

but at the end of the day? A woman, no matter how complex or fascinating? will be tossed aside by critics in favor of a straight white male savior, no matter how bland he is.

You can say, but this is just fiction. How about a real life example?

Hillary Clinton. She never sexually assaulted anyone. She never mocked people with disabilities. She maintained a single successful marriage. She's a successful businesswoman. Served in the Obama administration. Friends with Joe Biden and worked with him. Managed to even get Republicans to support her over the opposition.

Now then...why did Hillary lose the 2016 elections?

Because people decided that she was somehow on the same level as DONALD FUCKING TRUMP! Lets look at his record: Multiple divorces. Multiple failed businesses. Sexual assault, more than once. Mocked a disabled reporter. And more.

Yet despite him being a horrible human being? Because hillary was a woman, people decided that her flaws made her just as bad as donald trump.

Thousands of people refused to vote for her. Despite multiple democrats pleading with people to recognize the threat?

People decided that because hillary was a flawed woman? they would either not vote, or toss their vote for the green party, an anti-semitic political group that sabotaged democrats in the past.

more than 5 years later, after the GOP continue to spread harm and poison? People still stand by their refusal to vote for hillary.

If Hillary was a man, people would have voted for "him" in a heartbeat, flaws be damned.

And for those who say "but women and POC"... Look at the GOP.

Marjorie Taylor Green, Lauren Bobert, ben carson, etc etc.

How many women and POC in the GOP support racism, homophobia, misogyny, transphobia?

You want to see what those people believe in? Take a look at Florida.

Your gender, your race, etc does not stop you from being bigots or prejudiced.

And people would rather defend the idea of a white male protagonist either in fanfics or real life, rather than a complicated woman with flaws.

Because at the end of the day? Feminsim isn't about "a man being able to punch a woman" despite what shows like Konosuba seem to gloat about.

Feminism is about things like stopping gender gaps in paychecks. Its about allowing women to have a voice. Its about allowing women to have independence without being tied to a man. Its about women having their choices without a man influencing them or telling them how they should live their life. Its about shutting down the god damn mansplaining that so many fanfics, anime, manga, etc seem to embrace with the same passion that misogynists defend Naruto. Its about letting women have access to the same rights and privileges as a male.

RWBY is about that. Women are written as equal to men. Women are written as being able to make their own choices without having a man decide for them. Mansplaining is removed. LGBT rights are embraced and encouraged. And women, not men, are the protagonists.

Is it any wonder that people influenced by male fragility, toxic masculinity, and the patriarchy have such a hatred for shows like RWBY and Legend of Korra?

And THIS is why I stand by my beliefs that RWBY Criticism is rooted in homophobia, biphobia, transphobia, and misogyny. Also because the critics tend to be assholes on more than one occasion, but apparently people love men being assholes but hate the idea of women having a mood.

Honestly, It makes me root for Salem and Cinder Fall...at least they have a legitimate excuse for blowing shit up and setting everything on fire.

Also, this is a reminder to PLEASE vote in your political elections! No matter how flawed a Democrat Representative may be, do you really want a Republican holding power over you?

#fate stay night #fsn #nasuverse #rwby #rwby fanfics #the patriarchy #fight the patriarchy #burn the patriarchy #feminism #hillary clinton #politics #for the love of god please vote #vote democratic #feminism is for everybody #lgbt rights are human rights #trans lives are valid #misogyny is real

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solsandrock · 2 years ago

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Training Session with Sandara

Training sess with Sandara~

Logan better watch out, we'll take Andy as our little fighter

The beautiful Sandara is @sandara-and-coco 's char! check them out :3

ALSO I FINALLY REALIZED U CAN ADD TEXT IN PROCREATE, im not very smart lmao

#love andy he's such a cutie #Sandara ily #sol is gonna kick logan's ass #LMAO #mtas #my time at sandrock #mtas builder #mtas oc #sandrock #mtas fanart #mtas logan

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enigmatist17 · 5 months ago

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Alma Madrigal was a woman who was rarely surprised these days, usually the first to know of what happened in Encanto and her family. As such, when she could smell what she assumed was Julieta starting the day early with her cooking, Alma got dressed and calmly headed for the kitchen as she always did.

"Buenos días Julie- oh." The woman standing in front of the flat top was not her daughter, and Imelda looked over with a slight wave of a spatula.

"I was up, and the least I can do for our saviors is cook breakfast." Alma couldn't help but chuckle at the slightly domineering tone in her voice, moving to start the coffee for those who would be waking soon.

"Did you sleep well?" Imelda gave a short nod before resuming her cooking, setting aside a set of fried eggs on the cooler part of the cooktop before starting another set. Some sort of salsa seemed to have been half-prepared, awaiting some peppers that were gaining a slight char on another part of the cooking spot, and some freshly made tortillas were awaiting their own turn once Imelda was ready.

"Your magic house is...incredible." Alma looked over after pouring the first batch of coffee into Julieta's mug, Imelda looking at her with a slightly intense expression. "The bed changed? Héctor is still healing from protecting us and can't lie on his side, and when I woke, the bed was holding him up."

"Casita can sense pain, but my eldest Julieta will help heal him when she awakes later." Alma smiled, pouring a second mug. "Would you like some?"

"Please." Despite the facade, Imelda was exhausted and accepted the caffeine gratefully, sipping it as she minded the eggs. "Heal? Mi esposo told me of his magic friend, but admittedly, I didn't believe him. Now I'm in a house that can change furniture and make Coco laugh for the first time in days, it's...a lot." She nearly jumped when a chair was brought over from the dining room table, Imelda feeling her legs go weak as reality seemed to just sink in that they were safe.

"Let me, por favor." Alma gently guided the newcomer onto the seat, taking the spatula and tending to the food. "Tell me of Coco, she's adorable." Imelda smiled at the thought of her daughter, speaking of happier times as the household slowly woke up to the smell of unfamiliar foods. Julieta was the first to peer into the kitchen, surprised to see her mother cooking, the newcomer Imelda looking relaxed as they spoke in whispers.

"Something smells good!" A man Imelda didn't see the day before crowed, gently pulling his wife into view with him as he raised his voice with a grin. "Buenos días Imelda! I know we didn't have a chance to meet, I am Agustín Madrigal!"

"Pleasure, lo siento, we eh all fell asleep quite quickly." Imelda got to her feet and shook his extended hand, his energy reminding her of her sleeping husband's.

"Mi familia did the same when we found Encanto, I understand." He grinned, eyeing the food plated behind her. "This smells incredible, what is it?"

"Just some huevos rancheros, as a thank you for yesterday."

"Gracias, that was very kind of you." Agustín moved to grab a plate, Julieta pulling Imelda out of the kitchen to continue resting as they set the table, brushing off her unimpressed stare with practiced ease. Pepa and her husband, Félix, were the next to appear, cradling her sleeping child as she greeted the newcomer and made general small talk that was interrupted by the pitter-patter of small feet running down a hallway.

"Mamá!" Imelda held her arms open as he daughter jumps up into them, tears staining her little face. "Mamá, Papá's back hurts so much, and he can't get up!"

"What's wrong?" Julieta stood as Coco rubbed her eyes, shyly eyeing the other woman as her mother gently rocked her back and forth. "I'll make sure your papá feels better."

"He fell pushing one of the carts out of a ditch, ever since his back has been bothering him." Imelda winced at the slight tremor in her voice and gave a weak smile when Agustín rested a hand on her shoulder.

"Ah, that should be an easy fix." Julieta went into the kitchen for a moment, returning with a glass of juice in one hand and what looked like an arepa in the other as she hurried to the guest room. The twins Julieta had seen the day before were by one of the guest beds when she arrived at their guest room. One held Héctor's hand as the man groaned in pain, the other murmuring to him as they dabbed sweat from Héctor's brow with his sleeve, looking up as one when Julieta knocked on the doorframe. "Hola, I'm here to help."

"You're a doctor?" The man holding Héctor's hand sagged a little in relief as she moved closer, eyeing her hands with a frown.

"In a way. Please, help me sit him up." Julieta watched as the other twin moved behind Héctor, propping the musician up enough so she could hold the glass to his lips, the juice drained as fast as he could drink. With each sip some color returned to his face and the slight tremble that ran through his body eased, and Julieta nodded at the sight. "Good, do you feel up to an arepa?"

"If it makes me feel better, like this magic juice, I'll eat anything." Héctor giggled with a relieved sigh, the savory treat pressed into his hand as the other woman looked amused. While the juice had eased his pain, the food completely removed it with his first bite, and his eyes went wide as he stared at the food. "That actually works?!"

"My Gift helps heal almost every ailment." Julieta motioned for him to keep eating, something Héctor was only too happy to do. The twins watched as their brother-in-law went from barely able to move to perfect health with a snack, eyes wide as they stared at the magic woman. "Whenever you're ready, breakfast is ready but please take your time."

"Is Coco alright? I heard her crying." Héctor sat up, back cracking as he stretched for the first time in weeks.

"She ran to Imelda." One of the twins smiled. The musician seemed a little relieved by the news as he got to his feet, clearly pleased at having his movement back.

"To ask for help." His twin finished, shedding his button-up shirt to be washed later.

"I'll show you where they are." The Encanto native smiled as she headed for the door, leading the trio out and into hall, Héctor amused to see his trail to the kitchen from last night was still on the floor. That's momentarily forgotten when they turn a corner, Coco squealing happily at the sight of her papá no longer in pain.

"Oh mi pequeña no more crying eh?" Imelda scooted her chair away from the table so her husband could embrace them both, the toddler throwing her arms around his neck as she bounced up and down as her parents shared a quick kiss.

"You're okay Papá!" She beamed, giggling when her father moved to shower her with kisses. "Papá, you're so silly!"

"Only for you." He crooned, his wife chuckling and gently pushing him into the chair Casita had moved close by, allowing Héctor to cuddle Coco while she made a plate for him. The dining room table had been lengthened by Casita for the new additions to the home, Coco clapping her hands in delight when a chair just for her was formed out of a single piece of wood.

"This is," "So strange." Óscar and Felipe said after a moment, Héctor only laughing as he set his daughter down to eat.

"I think this is fantástico! I've already got an idea for a song about the Living Home." Héctor hummed, tapping out a beat against the table with his index finger only he could hear. "Sí sí..."

"You may write after you eat." Imelda raised an eyebrow, earning a sheepish grin from her partner. "Awake five seconds and already wanting to put your cabeza errante en las nubes."

"Whaaat? I haven't written in months." Héctor whined, tapping on the table for a moment before relaxing at the smell of his wife's cooking. "But sí, later."

"Good."

Pepa and Julieta had to suppress some laughter at the sight, memories of their mother chiding them the same way as children passing through their minds. Speaking of, the last Madrigal finally stumbled down the stairs halfway through the meal, Bruno completely missing the table full of people as he went straight for the tea Julieta had left out for him. Alma set to preparing him a small plate as Coco carefully climbed off her seat and scurried off for the stranger; her parents were preoccupied with talking about their journey to notice her leave for the kitchen. The man was almost as tall as her papá, muttering under his breath as he moved a hand from under his ruana, clicking his tongue as he poured some more tea, and the toddler watched as a rat appeared from under the cloth to crawl along his arm to his hand.

"Buena chica, you deserve a treat." The man cooed, plucking a grape from a fruit bowl in front of him and offering it to the small creature, the rat jumping onto the counter and accepting it with a squeak.

"Is that a rat?" Coco tilted her head when the man jumped, head whirling around to find the curious child right behind him. For a moment, they both stared at each other before the rat squeaked, jumping onto Bruno's shoulder to stare down at Coco from under some of his curly hair.

Coco giggled, and a soft smile crossed the man's face as he knelt down.

"Her name is Fernanda." With another click of his tongue the rat moved to his hand, and Coco walked closer as Bruno held out his hand. "You can pet her, right on top of her head."

"I'll be careful." Coco whispered, reaching out to carefully rest her index finger on Fernanda's head, smiling when she received a pleased noise. "Like this?"

"Sí, you're doing great." Bruno gently showed her how to carefully pet his pet with his other hand, telling her a story about Fernanda's attempt to steal from the kitchen one night while he slept.

"Casita is too fast for her." Bruno looked up at Pepa's amused voice, pointing at Bruno with a hand on her hip. "You need to eat, come on."

"I suppose I'll come to the table." Bruno sighed dramatically, earning a giggle from Coco as Fernanda hopped onto the toddler's head, nestling into her hair. "And betrayed! Ah, what is loyalty these days?"

"Who can resist someone this adorable?" Pepa grinned, Bruno getting to his feet as Coco slowly walked back towards the table.

"Look Mamá!"

"Is that a rat on your head?!" Bruno and Pepa peered out to see Imelda staring at her daughter in surprise, Héctor and the twins grinning as the toddler proudly showed off her new friend.

"Uh huh! Her name is Fernanda!" Coco beamed, trying to click her tongue like Buno as she held out her hand, but only succeeded in making a kissing noise. "Aw..." Fernanda didn't move at the noise but squeaked and moved to sit on her hand when Bruno clicked for her, waving when most of the eyes in the room focused on him.

"Is this?" "The seer?" "You mentioned?" Óscar and Felipe looked at Héctor, who nodded, Felipe squinting at Bruno for a moment before his twin grinned. "Nice to meet." "The guy who helped save us."

"Eh, don't mention it?" The clairvoyant clasped his hands with a flustered expression, allowing his sister to tug him towards his seat beside Alma. Aside from Coco, none of the newcomers to the small town failed to notice how surprised he'd been at the gratitude.

It was something they could think about later, right now they were going to enjoy the first meal not cooked over hasty campfires.

Casita helps clear the table before their guests could blink, absolutely delighting both Coco and her father at something the Encanto natives had long become accustomed to. A fresh round of coffee for the adults, and a glass of orange juice for Coco, was handed out before Alma took command with a simple tap on the table.

"I know yesterday was a lot for you all to handle, and rest assured, you can take as long as you need to recover from your long journey." They hadn't asked where the new family came from, but they had seen the tells from other refugees that had settled in their Encanto over the years. "Casita will adjust your room, as we don't have any new buildings ready for your familia just yet,

"How much will that cost us?" Imelda sat forward, a slight frown on her face. "We did not come with much money, but I'm sure we can make some if given enough time."

"Money is of no concern here, set those worries aside." The matriarch smiled softly. "We are remote enough that we run on barter and trade here, and the community helps each other when needed."

"What?" Imelda winced at barking out the word, but the concept was too much. "I-I don't understand we cannot just -"

"Melda." Héctor reached over to squeeze her arm, rewarded with her leaning towards his seat. "We, er I mean mi querida esposa, had started a shoemaking business, this would be helpful here no?"

"Really?" Agustín smiled, clapping his hands together. "We don't have anyone in town who can repair shoes, and we only trade every few months outside Encanto."

"Sounds like a perfect fit then no?" Héctor smiled, Imelda rolling her eyes. "We even brought most of the equipment needed, eh assuming it survived the storm last night."

"We will have your wagons brought here by the afternoon, you can take stock then." Alma nodded, glancing out the window towards the hills for a moment. "As my son-in-law said, we've been in need of a proper shoemaker, and will provide you with whatever space you need for both your shop and home."

"Just like that?" "Nothing in return?"

"Your services are all the payment Encanto could need." It was still so surreal, but Imelda and her family shared a look before nodding, the leader of what was to be their new town clasping her hands together with a soft smile. "For now, please rest, and if you would like a town tour, feel free to ask any of us to guide you."

"Gracias, that's very kind of you." Imelda nodded, gently scooping her daughter into her arms when Coco started to yawn, trying not to tense at the rat curled up in her little arms.

"Go and rest mamá, you've earned it." Héctor murmured in her ear, the Madrigal's getting up to start their day and whatever tasks lay ahead, leaving the Rivera family in the dining room.

"What, and let you run off?" Imelda gave him an amused look, Héctor only grinning as he ran a gentle hand through their sleeping daughter's hair.

"I can do more than hobble around, a run sounds fun!"

"Héctor."

"I'll stay in the magic house?"

"...fine." Standing as one, Héctor and his wife headed for their bedroom, quietly talking until they reached the door and opened it, only to freeze in place.

What had been a one-bedroom space had magically transformed into a mini-replica of their home back in Santa Cecilia, minus the kitchen and garden they had spent too many hours in. Imelda was the first to walk inside, the stone walls feeling the exact way their original home had felt, the smell of lavender and sandalwood nearly bringing her to tears. Their bedroom, minus the pictures and small mementos stuffed in a box, was the same, down to the rug Héctor had made that was lopsided and a little threadbare.

"I don't understand..." The bed creaked like it always had when she sat down, and the small vanity mirror in the corner wiggled back and forth as if in greeting.

"Magic house." It was all Héctor could manage as he knelt before his wife, taking hold of her free hand. "I'm so-"

"If you say those words again so help me." Héctor sighed, looking away from her gaze. "It was not your fault."

"Meld-"

"No." She was having none of that right now, Coco's little cooing in her sleep making both sets of eyes look down. "We will talk later."

"Sí, que duerman bien mis amores." Getting to his feet Héctor kissed her sweetly before heading out, gently closing the door to their bedroom.

Imelda bites her tongue when she hears a hitched sob, carefully removing her boots and lying down, cradling their daughter close. She was too exhausted to focus on the conversation they had all been avoiding since his return a few months back, of why they had to flee their home in the dead of night.

Of the way someone they had considered a friend and brother had tried to murder her husband when he protected them.

#personal #coco 2017 #coco #encanto #héctor rivera #hector rivera #imelda rivera #oscar rivera #felipe rivera #alma madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #felix madrigal #agustin madrigal #bruno madrigal #crossover

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