#happy birthday cheese ghoul

[yesandpeeps]

Birthday Kiss 🎂💋🦇

Rating: Teen.

Word count: 1146.

Pairing: Swiss/Aeon.

Summary: Aeon’s curiosity for his new life on the surface leaves him excited for any type of celebration. He overhears it’s a certain ghouls birthday, and can’t help himself. Kissing and petting.

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New summons often had difficulty adjusting to the surface’s day and night cycle. It’s a struggle to learn how to initially regulate their energy. New ghouls tend to be keen on long naps, that is, if they even wake up in the morning.

Aeon was no different, granted slack due to his “new summon” status. Snoozing long after the sun had risen above his window. As long as he gets his chores done and gets to practice on time, Papa doesn’t seem to mind. The crisp air of autumn doesn’t help persuade him out of his warm bed, but the ache of an empty stomach sure does.

Eyes barely open, Aeon dresses himself and exits his room, guided towards the common area by smell alone. Whatever had been prepared for their midday meal was already put away, cold and stiffened in the fridge. It’ll do. Had the bright, cold light not clicked on upon opening the door, he would’ve never noticed the white cardboard box that nearly took up a full shelf. Aeon blinked at it for a moment, noticing a plastic viewing slot on the top of the box. Too curious for his own good, he slid the box halfway off the shelf and tilted it, peering in on a white sheet of. Something. Fancy curling letters decorated the surface. After a couple more dumb blinks, Aeon’s finally able to register what he’s seeing.

A sheet cake, elegantly piped with the words, “Happy Birthday Swiss!” Aeon’s jaw might as well have hit the floor. He took a glance around the room, empty except for him, and oh, so carefully slid the cake back onto its shelf. Why had nobody told him? He grabbed another boxed container, a portion of left overs saved for him, and closed the fridge door. He mustn’t waste any time, barely grabbing a utensil to scarf down his first meal of the day. The dish was cleared in what felt like seconds. Aeon had something more important to focus on: finding Swiss.

Thankfully, the rotation of chores was listed on a white board in the common area. Swiss was stationed on laundry duty, so he’d better check there first. Aeon bounded off down the corridor, hard to believe he was out cold barely ten minutes prior.

A little out of breath and sluggish from his hurried meal, Aeon pushes the door open to the laundry room as quietly as he can manage. He pokes his head in, and just like he’d hoped, there was his target with his back to him. Unaware. Alone. Perfect.

Swiss continued the steady pattern of folding towels out in front of himself, using his chin to assist, and tossing them into a basket. Mumbling and nodding along to whatever song was playing in his earbuds, blissfully ignorant to what lurked behind him. While Aeon stalked, the muscles shifting in Swiss’s back caught his attention, and he couldn’t help but admire his arms as he worked. The song must’ve gotten good, because Swiss began a little dance, shifting his weight back and forth between his feet and rolling his body. Aeon felt his cheeks grow warm.

Against better judgment, Aeon believed this was the perfect time to launch his attack. Holding his breath, he crept up behind his victim. He trembled in anticipation before launching his hands forward and grabbing Swiss’s sides, yanking him back against his body. The poor multi ghoul probably would’ve shot through the ceiling with how hard he jumped if he’d not been held down. Off balance and dazed, Swiss grabs at whoever’s arms were squeezing him and whips his head around. His breathless laugh sent a swoop through Aeon’s stomach. Swiss takes a step back to right himself again, letting his head roll back to rest against the quintessence ghouls shoulder.

“That’s a way to greet someone,” Swiss breathes, removing his ear buds.

“You didn’t tell me it was your birthday,” Aeon pouts, tucking his chin over Swiss’s shoulder.

Swiss turns his head, enough to brush his nose against Aeon’s hair. Talk right into his ear. “No?”

“No,” He chuffed, reveling in the way Swiss’s warm breath passed across his cheek. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Wasn’t on purpose, just never came up. Sorry bug,” Swiss shrugged, patting his hands over the limbs wrapped around his middle.

Reluctantly, Aeon let his arms fall to his sides, letting Swiss step out of his range to retrieve a towel that got dropped during the ambush. “So?”

“So what?” The multi ghoul tossed over his shoulder as he refolded the fabric.

Aeon rolled up onto the balls of his feet. “How old are you?” He prodded.

The beat of silence made him drop back onto flat feet, suddenly uncertain. Was that not an appropriate thing to ask?

“Well,” Swiss starts, “I’ve been topside since the reign was shifted to our Papa-“

“Not what I meant,” the other interrupts.

The taller ghoul hums for a moment before giving his answer. Aeon nods slowly before stepping back into Swiss’s space again, this time wearing a grin. Too innocent for the way he crowds Swiss back against the table.

“Well,” Aeon huffs, “I may not have known it was your birthday, but I do have a present for you. Maybe a bit of an apology, too.”

“Is that so?” Swiss tilts his head, unable to stop the smile that splits across his face.

“Mhmm,” hums the agreement. Finally, Aeon reaches to cup Swiss’s face in his hands, letting his fingers lightly scratch over the stubble on his cheeks. Before he can react, Aeon leans forward and places a quick peck to Swiss’s mouth, mostly kissing his teeth.

“Yeah?” Swiss barks a laugh, his head tilting the other way.

“One,” Aeon smiles.

“Just one? That’s it-“

The multi ghoul is cut off by another quick kiss.

“Two.”

Finally catching on, Swiss begins to melt into chuckles. He wraps his strong arms around Aeon, able to reciprocate the kisses now that he sees the game he’s started.

After the tenth kiss, Aeon’s not counting them out loud anymore. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t care, or maybe it’s because the kisses barely break enough for him to say anything. The kisses turn deeper, hotter, wetter. He’s letting his excitement wander, dropping a hand from Swiss’s face to pet at his chest. A shudder runs through him when he feels a wide palm slide up his back and rest on the crook of his neck, huddling Aeon closer. The quintessence ghoul indulges in Swiss’s form, allowing himself to trace the fat padded muscle going down his chest, his ribs, his stomach-

“Y’know,” Swiss mutters between soft licks and sharp fangs biting at his lips, “Plenty of other places could be getting this treatment, too.”

“Is that so?” Aeon chuffs, his fingers tracing the hem of the other's shirt.

“Mhmm,” hums the agreement.

[ramblingoak]

Them Rats

Copia x Reader - Copia makes a special dinner to celebrate the birthday of one of his rats.

Warnings: none, unless Copia dancing and singing in the kitchen while being a Domestic Rat Dad bothers you, sfw, 980 words

Thank you @tasty-ribz​  for the amazing art, it inspired me to finish 💙🐀

You heard the singing before you even opened the door.

A soft smile grew on your face and the stress from the day melted away.  Well, most of it.  You were still planning on bribing one of Copia’s ghouls to throw Cardinal Alero down the stairs (Sunshine would do it for a few bags of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos).  

You had been dealing with the arrogant idiot all day, prepping for an event to welcome the new initiates.  Alero wasn’t happy with any of your ideas or your Latin translations.  And he really wasn’t happy when you told him you needed to leave for a dinner date.  He ended up keeping you an hour longer than you had planned.  

Hopefully you weren’t too late, Copia had been practically vibrating with excitement the last few days.  You’d seen the doodle of a rat in a party hat on his calendar all month and you figured today was special.  It wasn’t his birthday so it must be the birthday of one of his rats.  You opened the door and you were instantly hit with the delicious aroma of homemade pasta.

The sight of him wobbling his ass in the kitchen was even better though.

He was singing so loudly he hadn’t heard you come in yet so you took off your shoes as quietly as possible and started to tiptoe towards him.  There were a few pots and pans on the stove that he was fiddling with and you saw the remains of dough making on the counter.  Copia was also sporting two perfect flour handprints on his ass despite him wearing his ‘Kiss Your Italian Cook’ apron.

You were about to call out to him but a small face looking up at you from the kitchen table caught your attention.  Little Ravioli was sitting politely next to a small plate full of equally small raviolis, happily munching on one.  You smiled down at the little guy but opened your mouth to scold Copia about having rats on the kitchen table again when he finally swung around while growling out ‘them rats’.

“Ah, dolce!  Finally free from Alero’s clutches, eh?”  Copia walked up to you and brought his hands to your cheeks, lightly rubbing his thumbs across them before giving you a sweet kiss.  “Did you kill him yet?”

You laughed and grabbed his apron to pull him in for another few kisses, he tasted like spinach though so you wrinkled your nose.  “Alero lives, but I have plans to change that.”  He smiled at you and leaned in to kiss the tip of your nose, then used the sleeve of his red hoodie to rub against your cheeks, dusting off the flour his hands had left.  You pouted when he pulled away and rested your hands on his chest.  “I’m sorry though, he kept me too late.”

“No-no amore, you’re not too late!”  He took your hands and led you to your usual chair at the small table.  A kiss was pressed into your hair as he filled your glass with wine.  “Actually today is Ravioli’s birthday so he got a little snack too.”

“I know Copia, you’ve had it marked on the calendar for ages.”  You smiled at his blushing cheeks and he just shrugged shyly and turned to go back to the stove.  Little ravioli had climbed onto his plate at this point, sitting amongst his treats.  Another one was in his hands and you could see some green smeared on his face, spinach was one of his favorites.

You turned to watch Copia untie his apron and then grab two plates full of steaming pasta.  “Don’t worry amore, I’m saving you from the spinach.  These are full of cheese for il mio adorabile topo.”  You raised your eyebrow at the nickname, watching as he set the plate down in front of you and then placed the other before his own seat.  Copia turned and grabbed a small shot glass with what looked like wine in it and then finally sat down across from you.  The glass was put onto Ravioli’s plate and you watched as he dropped what he was eating and then shoved his face in the glass to lap at the red liquid.

“Copia…can rats have wine?”

“Oh no, amore, no.  Cranberry juice, I got some for him today.”  You watched as Copia doted on his rat some more, rubbing the top of his head and then holding out another ravioli for him.  The rat took it and then plopped down again to continue munching away.  Your heart was just overflowing with love for the man in front of you…even if he did let his rats onto the table.

You watched as the reigning Papa cooed at his rat in Italian and then started singing softly again, more from ‘Rats’, of course.  His beautiful voice got louder as he got more into it and even little Ravioli had stopped eating and was watching him.  Copia booped Ravioli on the nose as he growled out the chorus and you knew you wanted to join in at the best part.  You started tapping your foot on the floor and then banging your head a little bit as Copia got further into the song. He reached over to nudge Ravioli’s round belly, growling out ‘them rats’ once more and you jumped up from your seat to join in:

“Ah whoah!”  

Copia turned and gave you the most beautiful, dorkiest smile you’d ever seen and then continued through the chorus while you kept up with your part.  He scooped up Ravioli and then got out of his seat to start dancing around, wobbling his flour covered ass once more.  You moved closer to start dancing with them, but not before putting your hands in the flour still on the counter.

Your Papa needed a few more handprints on his ass.

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[mhdiaries]

Wave 3 Howleen Wolf Diary

On the 20th of July

Clawd got to go away to football camp, Clawdeen got to go to Gloom Beach with Draculaura and Frankie on the Stein family vacation, and I have to stay at home this summer cause my parents think I’ve got some “growing up to do.” It is so not scare! I’m just as mature as Clawd and Clawdeen. I hardly ever chew anything I’m not supposed to anymore, Clawdeen says I don’t take showers but that’s not true - I just don’t take them as long as she does! I don’t think age has anything to do with being mature either cause I have this friend who is a gargoyle and she’s like way older than me - okay well it’s not like gargoyles count their birthdays the same way as werewolves do but she is totally not mature. I mean she likes a new boy like almost every day and most of them are not even that cute. I would never do that - you know not like a boy if he wasn’t cute cause I would so like a boy who was sweet and nice to me even if he wasn’t totally creepy cute. I can keep secrets too which my other who’s a banshee can’t do. If you tell her something she like screams it out at the top of her lungs. Even Clawdeen totally treats me like I’m still a little cub. Not only did she take all of her most creepy cool clothes with her to Gloom Beach but she also put a lock and chain on her closet. Whatever... I’m going to sleep in her bed and eat all the snacks she left in her mini-fridge. Then I’m going to let every monster know how miserable I am by not talking for the rest of the summer. Yeah, that’ll really show mom and dad how mature I am. 

On the 25th of July

Ode to Cushion

Cushion is my hedgehog. She is sharp and poky. Cushion eats worms. My sister thinks eating worms is gross. My sister has to leave the room when I feed Cushion. Would you like another worm? Good Cushion. The End.

On the 30th of July

Some days I wish I had a remote control that let me change the channel on my style - cause right now I feel like I’m totally stuck watching the same lame... lol that rhymed... show over and over. When we were cubs, Clawdeen and I could watch the same episode of a TV show over and over and never get bored. I can still quote entire shows by heart and sometimes just saying a random line like, “Well, it’s certainly uncontaminated by cheese,” can make us laugh til we howl if I say it at the right time. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, the remote control. I’d love to change the channel on the show my hair is starring in, because I really hate how it ends. Oh well, hopefully dying it orange to go with my favorite color of blue will make it easier to watch. Now I just have to decide do I turn up the volume to 10 by combining stripes and plaids or maybe I’ll mix a jean vest, knee socks and hiking boots with one of Clawdeen’s haunt couture skirts and make it go to 11.

On the 1st of August

Clawdeen came home today and she actually gave me a hug when she saw me. I guess I kind of missed her a little, or maybe a lot, too. She is my big sis after all, even if she is a pain in the fang sometimes. 

On the 18th of August

I was in a boo funk this morning and I must have sighed one to many times cause Mom told me if I was going to mope around the house and get in her way then I either had to grab a broom and help her clean or go mope somewhere else. I think “mope” is a funny word... it sounds like it could be a character in a cub’s book... “There once was a mope who wouldn’t use soap and though its mom begged it always said, “Nope.” So I took my mope and went to the Maul. I didn’t really have enough money to buy anything cool but I went anyway. Going to the Maul always makes Clawdeen happy doesn’t matter if she’s by herself or in a group. It only makes me happy if I’m hanging out there with my friends - who were all doing something else today. I saw Heath Burns and Deuce haunting out butt I only said “Hi”. Deuce is cool but Heath is... Heath. Clawdeen says Heath’s like a stray puppy; “If you feed him anything he’ll follow you home.” So I kept on walking and didn’t stop to talk. I looked through a few shops and was going to head home when I walked by the music store and heard some monster playing a guitar. It sounded pretty clawsome and I just had to go in and check it out. What was even more clawsome was that it was a ghoul who was playing. I was totally staring at her... lame I know, but honest to claw it was like some kind of magic spell... okay it was still lame to stare. Then she turned around and caught me staring. I thought she was going to be mad but instead she waved me over. I found out that her name is Operetta and that she is going to be starting at Monster High in the fall. Her hair is redder than mine and she’s got this creepy cool beauty mark on the left side of her face that goes all the way down her arm. She also has this accent that’s a total howl. I asked if she would teach me how to play but she said “No.” I was disappointed but she explained that she loved playing and singing more than anything and if I took lessons from her she would expect me to love it just as much as she did. She told me that she didn’t think I was at that place yet but she did show me a few cords and I picked up what she taught pretty quick. I did sign up for a week of free lessons at the music store and who knows, maybe it’ll be something that I really love doing and not just because it makes me stand out from the other monsters I know. 

On the 21st of August

At soccer practice today a ghoul who played on a werewolf cup team came and played a practice game with us. She was really creepy cool and a scary good player. She was so good that I was only able to steal the ball from her a couple of times during the game. After practice was over our coach asked her to talk to the team and give us some pointers. When she was done talking and the team was leaving, she and the coach called me over. I thought I must have done something wrong but she just wanted to tell me that I had a of talent and could be a really great player if I kept working hard. Then my coach told me that I was already a better soccer player than Clawdeen was at my age. I don’t think my feet touched the ground all the way home. No monster has ever told me that I was better than my sister at anything. Well, technically my parents are always telling me that I’m the best at being who I am and that Clawdeen could never beat me at being me but that’s totally different. Anyway, I was planning on telling the story to the whole family over dinner just so I could see the look on Clawdeen’s face but somehow it didn’t feel right to do that so I kept it to myself. When dinner was over, Clawdeen and me had to clean up and right in the middle of doing dishes she told me that she ran into coach at the Maul. Then she said, “He told me he thinks you could be a better player than me if you keep working hard.” The next thing I thought she was going to say was something like, “Over my cold dead spikes.” Only that’s not what she said at all. Instead she kind of smiled and said, “Well duh, tell me something I didn’t know.” I must have looked like a wolf caught in the moonlight cause then she said, “What?” “It’s not like he said you had a sense of fashion or anything.” Then I squirted her with the sink sprayer, which started a massive water fight. Clawd came in right in the middle to try and “alpha” us into stopping. It worked. We stopped attacking each other and started soaking him. It took us an extra hour to mop up, but it was so much fun, I don’t know what could have happened to make Clawdeen change so much over one summer. 

On the 31st of August

I love our family cookouts. It’s one of my favorite things we do in the summer because all of my older brothers and sisters who’ve moved out, and have their own families now, show up with all of my nieces and nephews. There are cubs running everywhere, kisses and hugs, laughing and crying and sometimes you have to yell just to be heard. It’s crazy chaotic and a howling good time! The food is amazing too and there’s lots and lots of it. Draculaura usually comes over too which might seem strange that a vampire would come to a werewolf gathering but she’s such a part of the family that when she doesn’t show up to one of our cookouts everyone is bummed she’s not there. My dad even leaves part of the grill open for her tofu hotdogs, which aren’t bada if you put enough batchup, monstard and onions on them to disguise the taste of the tofu =). We also have a monster softball game in the open field behind our house. This year we played until it was almost dark, and the stars were just coming out; then they started coming down! We all ran to the house and grabbed blankets and sleeping bags and ran back out and just lay there watching them fall. You’re supposed to be able to make wishes on falling stars and they’ll come true, but there were so many falling that I ran out of wishes for real things and started wishing for silly things. I hope wishing that ice scream would appear every time I snap my fingers doesn’t cancel out my wish for perfectly straight hair. Oh well, it’s probably not likely either wish would ever come true but it was fun to hang out on a perfect night and pretend someday they might. Hee hee another rhyme. 

[bugheadfamily]

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Mysterious and spooky 

They're all together ooky 

The Bughead family 

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When people come to read 'em 

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Happy Halloween, Buggies! We gladly feast on these mysterious and spooky fics. Below you’ll find a mix of supernatural, horror, dark, and seasonal type fics with Halloween specific ones (marked with a 🎃). Curl up in your favorite costume, pull out the treats, and get your Halloween fic fix here below the cut!

🎃 10.31.17 by @jugandbettsdetectiveagency | T

On that night, when the veil is at its thinnest, he finds his way home.

🎃 A Kiss That Thrills by @lilibetts | E

On Halloween, college students Betty and Jughead go through a Haunted House and finally act on their respective crushes.

And the Ash Shall Rise by @likemereckless | M

Riverdale is actually Purgatory (why else would so many crazy things happen in one town!) Jughead Jones, Shadowman of purgatory level one has been tasked with finding an Awakened soul, one who the Premier Shadowman says jeopardizes the future of their world. When Jughead discovers Betty Cooper’s soul down by the River Styx he finds all is not as it seems and a final battle between Heaven and Hell is on the verge of breakout. *It’s Purgatory so ALL characters are dead. *You will find out how they died. *Get ready for a ride!

🎃 Be More Chill by @literatiruinedme | M

Betty and Jughead run into each other in the bathroom at the annual Blossom Halloween party.

body talks by @justcourbeau | NR

Instead of late morning light being his wake up call, Jughead was woken by the horrendous chirp of an alarm clock going off, and, really, that should have been the first sign that something was wrong.

Cooper’s Monsters by @cooperandjonesinc | M

In the darkened halls of an abandoned mental hospital Dr. Hal Cooper has been making monsters.Betty, oblivious to her father’s machinations, comes across a horrifying creature. Together can they stop the doctor and free the others?

Curl of Ash by @darknessaroundus | T

Jughead attempts to save a strangers life in Queens one night. Nothing is what it appears to be.

Darkside by @exmachina187, @itsmarscosta | E

Jughead has had centuries to reflect on his life, but none of it had meaning until she came along.

Dear Angel series by @tory-b | M/E

🎃 Dirty Devil by @thesecretfandom | E

Betty and Jughead are celebrating Halloween, but their costumes seem to be interfering with their fun.

Dust & Desire by @darknessaroundus | T

They have a rhythm to their days, the result of having very little company but each other for years now. When Betty wakes from the nap, they eat mac and cheese before they go hunting. A Vampire Slayer AU.

erase & rewind by @sopaloma | M

When a powerful storm hits Riverdale, five students are hit by lightning as they leave school. The result of that storm will change their lives forever, in ways they never could have imagined. A Misfits AU.

Ever Since We Met by @lilibetts | M

It's almost All Hallow's Eve and witch!Betty has a broomstick breakdown. She lands near werewolf!Jughead's bar and he helps her out...by giving her another broom to ride.

🎃 go home people (the party’s not over) by @grilledcheesusyouredelic | T

“It was your dad’s idea,” Betty chirped. “He told my mom that if people were going to stare at us she may as well make it worth her while.” Jughead bit back a sigh. “And she said ‘like what, throw a party’? And he said ‘sure, Alice, the perfect holiday is coming up’.”

🎃 Howling by @lovedinapastlife | T

Jughead’s working a shift at the Blossom haunted house when he spots a familiar blonde ponytail and decides to try and give her a scare. He ends up smashed in the face, real blood added to his costume. Horrified, Betty tries to make it up to him. She’s nervous to finish the house by herself, so Jughead offers to let her work on a few scenes and scares with him until Archie comes back from his break. There’s nothing quite like method acting with a childhood crush and best friend when hearts are pounding and limbs are entangled in a ravenous display. Something’s building inside of them, a low, penetrating howl.

🎃 I Don’t Have a Lot of Friends by @typing123 | M

Joker Jughead and Harley Betty meet at a Halloween Party. It’s definitely a treat.

Interview with the Coopers by @typing123 | E

What a perfect little family they make

🎃 It’s A Great Pumpkin, Jughead Jones by @alisoncollis | NR

Jughead and Betty go to a pumpkin patch.

i will hang on the hook of your splendour by @jughead-jones/@stark | G

“We have to go up to Woodland House tomorrow,” Betty said, hopping out of the back of the van the night before, dressed in something that she called summer sleepwear and Jughead deemed to be sweet torture. “There has to be a clue there about these abductions.”Mystery Inc AU

Jug the Ripper by @lovedinapastlife @theheavycrown | NR

Murder kink isn’t on the menu—not really. But he’ll do anything for his beloved.

🎃 Let the Right One In by @yavannie | T

When Jellybean talks Jughead into going to a Halloween-themed birthday party in Greendale, she does such a good job on his make-up that not even his best friend can tell it’s him.

🎃 love is kinda crazy (with a spooky little girl like you) by @whaticameherefor | G

Jughead always thought that falling in love would feel like a punch to the gut. It didn’t, of course. It was more like a punch to the face. Right in the nose, to be exact.

🎃 Movie Night on Elm Street by @bettsc | NR

Jughead Jones finds himself at the Cooper household on Halloween night, and it’s not just the scary movies that are giving him goosebumps.

🎃 No Guts No Glory by @thesecretfandom | E

Jughead may have taken their pumpkin carving competition a bit too far, and now it’s Betty’s job to get the both of them cleaned up.

🎃 Nobody Knows You Now by @bettsc | M

They moved like this for what seemed like hours; neither one relenting to the other; both losing themselves in the intertwining of two souls.

🎃 october 2017 by @elizabethbettscooper | G

“Jug, you’re home!” she glanced up, grinning at him. He nudged off his shoes and started towards her.

“So it seems.” he said, smirking and dropped onto the floor beside her. “What’s up, Betts?”

“Do you have plans tomorrow? I want to go to the pumpkin patch.”

“The… pumpkin patch.” Jughead raised an eyebrow and put his arm across the sofa seat, leaning in to look at Betty’s planner.

Outbreak by @moon--mama | T

The breakdown only took 36 hours. 

🎃 Over the Wall by @typing123 | T

The Over the Garden Wall AU nobody asked for.

🎃 Pumpkin Spice (and all things nice) by @itsindiansummer13 | G

Jughead, Betty, and Halloween through the years.

Seek Forbidden Things by @maeve-of-winter | T

Kevin Keller has gone missing from Riverdale, and it’s up to Betty and the rest of the gang to bring him back.

🎃 Self control by @bettyscooperr | NR

Jughead just really hates Halloween

Spirits, Are You There? by @jugandbettsdetectiveagency | T

An abandoned asylum, plus a ouija board, plus Cheryl Blossom? The perfect potion.

Strange and Unusual by @lovedinapastlife | M

AU loosely based on the film Beetlejuice - where a ravenous ghoul and a shrewd teen make a strange and unusual alliance that goes far deeper than convenience.

strange days by @sopaloma | T 

His sister is missing, his dad is talking to Christmas lights and Betty Cooper needs his help. November 1983 is a strange time for Jughead Jones. A Stranger Things AU.

Taboo. by anonymous | NR

Death becomes her.

The Beast Within series by @cooperjones2020 | M/E

He likes to watch her sleep.

🎃 the business of being dead (and the curse of virginity) by @thetaoofbetty | M

🎃 The Cooper House by @satelliteinasupernova | T

“Let’s go to a haunted house, Jughead,” Jellybean had said. “It’ll be fun,” she said.

Except, now he was turned around somewhere in a dark hallway; alone. With no source of light nearby, he could barely make out his surroundings. Tentatively, he reached out to use the wall to guide him, taking one step at a time. The surface of the wall was uneven and with each step he felt another notch as his hand moved across one panel of wood to the next. The floor creaked softly under his feet. Here in the dark, it was unnervingly quiet. The only other sound he could hear was of the wind passing through the trees outside the house.

“Hey, JB?” he called out. “Where the hell did you go?”

🎃 The First Halloween Since by @typing123 | G

Single Mom Betty doesn’t think she can face Halloween this year. She just wants a quiet night in with her daughter. Jughead’s not so sure.

THE HOUSE IS NOT HAUNTED by @satelliteinasupernova | T

“For the hundredth time, the house is not haunted,” said Gladys Jones as she lifted another box from the U-haul to carry into the house. “Now, go help your brother carry your things to your bedroom.”

JB huffed, and marched over to Jughead, reaching for her box of vinyl records, “How else did we get this place so cheap? You know it’s because that girl disappeared here.”

Silently, Jughead agreed with her, but he was getting tired of the argument. He knew JB wasn’t bringing this up to stop them from moving into the new house, she just wanted their mom to admit that was the reason they could even afford it. Gladys Jones wasn’t one to own up to her own methods, much less admit weakness.

The Hunger by @mistressofmalplaquet | M

Betty is being slowly starved at the Farm, while Jughead is hungry for blood. Hunger and seductive Blood Lust leads the pair into a swirl of terror, torture, and an inescapable dark fate.

🎃 The Jack-O-Gram by @noorakardemmomesaetre | T

The Jack-O-Gram has become the perfect way for Riverdale High students to express their feelings for someone special before the Halloween Banshee Bash at the end of the week.

Betty can't help but hope she receives one from the only boy who's ever captured her heart, Jughead Jones.

the key to (harm)ony by @lovedinapastlife | E

Everything else falls away, even her mother, sister, and Geraldine, when he steps towards her, untethered and confident with the grace of a circulating fountain. Up close, his eyes are blue - brilliant and deep like Sweetwater River, just on the verge of a knowing wink. His long spider-leg lashes flutter as he exhales in a hum of satisfaction, and the longer she looks at him the more it feels like she’s in the tub, water rising up over her chin until she can’t breathe.

“Hello, Betty,” he says with a soft, secret smile, and her heart rattles.

~~~

Betty resents her drunken mother's attempt to replace the recently deceased Charles with a stranger, his enigmatic half-brother Jughead. It's almost like he's waiting for the right moment to please her, to slink into her latest mystery and submerge her in something foreign: Freedom.

🎃 The Mouse by @typing123 | G

A hungry Jughead is lured into the woods on Halloween by a hungry vampire.

🎃 The One That I Want by @dreamersshouldknowbetter | T

Betty and Jughead meet at a Halloween party where they accidentally form two halves of a couples costume

the strange death of Elizabeth Cooper by @wolfofansbach | T

Betty Cooper, after a long struggle with illness, has passed away. Except–she hasn’t, because against all rhyme and reason, she awakens on the coroner’s slab, hale and healthy. The illness is gone, and she couldn’t be in better condition, to the weeping relief of her friends and family, not least of all her longtime boyfriend, Jughead Jones. No real explanation is forthcoming, but what does it really matter, when Betty is alive? And he can discount the occasional oddity in her behavior. She’s been through a lot, after all. Except, as the days go by and the strange happenings pile on, Jughead begins to suspect that whatever it is that crawled out of the grave that day isn’t really Betty Cooper.

🎃 the unexpected perks of being a pumpkin by @thetaoofbetty | M

Jughead Jones has a damn good Halloween.

🎃 Things that Go Bump in the Night by @createandconstruct | T

Are sometimes things that also squeal…

Thrill Me, Chill Me, Fulfill Me by @ms-maj | T

The gang does Rocky Horror.

Time Honoured Tradition by @jugandbettsdetectiveagency​ | T

When Cheryl dares Betty to spend some time in the abandoned house across the street she gets a little more than she bargained for.

What Happened on Elm Street by @tory-b | M

When Jughead Jones moves to Riverdale with his family, he uncovers a few mysteries this simple small town has been trying to cover up–specifically the murder that occurred in his house during the late 1950s that was never properly solved. Unable to keep his curiosity away, he teams up with neighbor and fellow mystery lover Betty Cooper to uncover the truth.

🎃 what we pretend to be by @sylwrites | G

It’s his little sister’s first Halloween, but his parents don’t have money for a costume or the time to take her trick-or-treating. The answer to both of these problems comes in the form of his best friend’s neighbour.

🎃 What’s Your Favourite Scary Movie? by @gellsbellshead | T

Betty Cooper doesn’t do scary movies. However maybe she could be persuaded by some cuddling from her boyfriend Jughead. This is a continuation of the fic “Movie Night”

🎃 when things go bump and grind at night by @rainystripe | M

Betty dresses up and Jughead is her slave.

Wild Creatures by @lilibetts | E

Neither Betty Cooper or Jughead Jones were particularly hopeful about their soulmarks; the inky black First Words seemed custom built for their hole-hearted selves. But with a mysterious game ensnaring students on campus, and killing some, it was a question of whether they would learn to work together before them being at cross-purposes destroyed everything.

🎃 Wish Fulfillment by @lilibetts | T

On Halloween, the core four meet up to go Trick-or-Treating, only to find themselves turning into their costumes. Revelations are had for Jughead and Betty.

🎃 won’t you tell me what you’re thinking of? by @flwrpotts | G

Betty enlists Jughead, Reggie, and Archie to help her set up for the annual Riverdale middle school Halloween dance.

Still haven’t satisfied your itch for Halloween fics? Check out our fanfic tag on @riverdale-events! Our Halloween event, Tricks and Treats of Riverdale, is going on and you can find fics posted exclusively to Tumblr there!

[seven-inches-of-satanic-panic]

Request :: Pancakes

Papa Nihil - Maple + Bacon | An OG pairing for an OG Papa! A maple infused pancake with hearty bits of bacon baked right in, then topped with even more bacon then slathered in another hefty pour of syrup! Nihil likes to indulge whenever it’s presented to him. Food makes him happy, and God be damned if he isn’t going to eat whatever he wants.

Papa I - Banana + Butterscotch | Papa I has a subtle sweet tooth, and if he feeds it in the morning, then he’s able to fight it off throughout the rest of the day. He takes his time, enjoying each bite, even if it gets cold in the process. There’s no need to rush at his age, and at breakfast is no exception.

Papa II - Blackberry + Orange | There’s a very richly palatable flavour story on this plate. Papa II loves a nice, dark blackberry taste cut with the bright zest of orange on his particular stack of pancakes. He doesn’t like anything overly sweet or sticky, so a light citrus glaze is all he needs to complete the dish. Also, don’t even bother asking to try them...there’s no chance in Hell he’ll oblige.

Papa III - Banana + Bacon + Pecan | A little more of a grown-up choice than most people might expect from this Papa, but he doesn’t mind people’s opinions. Taking a blended take on his father’s and brother’s ideas of the perfect stack, Papa III looks forward to sitting down every morning to this beautiful concoction. Unlike his other brother, Papa III loves to let others experience what it’s all about, and easily brings others into his pancake fan club.

Copia - Dark Chocolate + Sea Salt Caramel | Cardi C knows how to turn heads, and at the table is just another stage in his eyes. His breakfast staple looks more like someone’s dessert than anything, but it’s what he loves. There’s something about the bitterness of the chocolate paired with the salty-sweet flavour brought by the caramel that starts his day off right. The Cardinal spares no expense.

Aether - Brown Sugar + Peach | Aether likes a good, hearty pancake in the morning; something that will stick with him throughout the morning, and that is reasonably healthy. As much as he would love to down it in a rich, dark maple syrup he abstains. He tries to be a good example to those who might be looking up to him, so the first meal of the day must be a balanced one!

Dew - Green Apple + Cinnamon | Sometimes he likes the apples, and sometimes he likes to launch them with his fork...across the table at Aether… Of course Dew’s tastebuds lean to the spicy side, as he loves quite the heavy dash of cinnamon in the batter. He insists upon a light caramel drizzle as opposed to the standard maple syrup. Everyone hopes one day the sugar will sweeten him up...even just a little bit.

Rain - Birthday Cake + Sprinkles | No one is really surprised by the child-like, sweet-tooth wishes of this ghoul. Topped with a large, spiral mountain of whipped cream and a single cherry, Rain is quite the happy boy when this comes out. No one teases him for his tastes, but he sometimes has to fight off the onslaught of friend’s forks inbound for his plate.

Mountain - Whiskey + Banana + Walnut | The only ghoul who requests alcohol to be infused into his breakfast, but it’s obviously for the taste aspect than it would ever be for the “buzz”. He prefers a whiskey with more woody notes to compliment the nutty walnut flavors. Too soft-spoken to tell his friends no, Moutain frequently has to order a second plate as his first never even reached his pallet.

Swiss - Lemon + Blueberry | The perfect pairing of both sweet and tangy, which he thought went well with his own personality, Swiss prefers a lighter flavour story than some of the others. He likes an overly fluffy pancake - one full of extra air, and with so many blueberries than should probably be added! Wonders if he should change it up some days, but ultimately sticks with his tride and true staple!

Cumulus - Black Cherry + Almond | This lovely ghoulette is a lot like Papa II with what she looks for in a pancake flavour. The darker and the richer the better. The cherries add a complex sweet yet tart experience, expertly paired with a dark chocolate drizzle then sprinkled with toasted, almond shavings. You better be prepared to fight if you even try to get close!

Cirrus - Strawberry Shortcake | Don’t think this ghuleh is basic because she loves her some girly-ass breakfast treat, but also don’t think that she’s going to give you any of it either. Just imagine a mountain of fresh strawberries upon a spongey cake with fresh cream cheese… Yeah, isn’t it wonderful? GET YOUR OWN!

Shoutout to my friend Melty for this sickening sweet suggestion! I loved writing this!

[falloutdialogue]

Rate the food in fallout 4 from least to most appetizing, with your reasoning

This one took a little while. (I’m not listing chems, ingredients (like flowers,) or drinks.) I don’t have reasoning for every single one, but here we go:

Moldy food - Food that’s had, what, 210 years to rot? Gag.

Brain fungus - texture. Nope

Food paste - It’s ‘completely devoid of flavor’ ‘turns skin pink’ ‘has psychological effects.’ Oh, and if you shoot it, it bleeds.

Glowing fungus - I don’t like mushrooms. These seem like mushrooms with radiation illness, so... pass.

Blood pack - it’s.. it’s blood. We don’t know anything about where it’s from, and how long it’s been there. No thanks

Irradiated blood - See ‘blood pack’

Glowing blood pack - See ‘blood pack’

Potted meat - more for moral reasons than anything else

Mole rat meat - raw meat is just... gross. (applies down to 26)

Mongrel dog meat

Queen mirelurk meat

Radroach meat

Radscorpion meat

Radstag meat

Softshell mirelurk meat

Stingwing meat

Synthetic gorilla meat

Yao guai meat

Deathclaw meat

Ghoul meat

Mutant hound meat

Bloatfly meat

Bloodbug meat

Brahmin meat

Cat meat

Mirelurk meat

Pristine deathclaw egg - Raw eggs are just as bad (down to 30)

Mirelurk egg

Radscorpion egg

Deathclaw egg

Razorgrain - It’s grain. Probably not tasty or pleasant, but it’s not unhealthy. Probably.

Gourd

CornMelon

Mutfruit

Tato

Tarberry

Carrot

Vegetable soup - Fresh ingredients that you don’t have to eat raw? Acceptable.

Mirelurk egg omelette - Cooked eggs are okay (down to 42)

Radscorpion egg omelette

Deathclaw egg omelette

Tasty deathclaw omelette

Baked bloatfly - Cooked meat is okay

Mirelurk cake

Mole rat chunks

Mutant hound chops

Mutt chops

Radstag stew

Squirrel bits

Squirrel on a stick

Squirrel stew

Stingwing filet

Yao guai ribs

Yao guai roast

Roasted mirelurk meat

Cooked softshell meat

Crispy squirrel bits

Grilled radroach

Grilled radstag

Iguana bits

Iguana on a stick

Deathclaw steak

Ribeye steak

Radscorpion steak

Bloodbug steak

Mirelurk queen steak

Blamco Brand Mac and Cheese

Salisbury Steak - If it’s lasted this long, it ain’t meat

Canned dog food - It’s better than any raw meat, right?

Dandy Boy Apples - If it’s lasted this long, they ain’t apples

InstaMash

Pork n' Beans

Slocum's Buzzbites

Yum Yum Deviled Eggs

Skeeto Spit

Potato Crisps - modern chips go stale after a day, so these are probably worse than cardboard

Cram

Gum drops

Bubblegum

Iguana soup

Institute food packet - It’s sanitary and probably tasty enough

Noodle cup

Sugar Bombs

Sweet roll

Fancy Lads Snack Cakes - like twinkies, I think they’d taste awfully processed, but the taste wouldn’t be bad...? Maybe?

Happy Birthday sweet roll - It’s literally the same as the Sweet Roll but there are candles on it so it’s better

And, at #87, most appetizing: perfectly preserved pie.

[astronanda]

Bridges to Pax: Chapter Two

Eugene Foster had Always thought he was a regular teenager, spite his schizophrenia. When he almost dies in an alleyway, attacked by a monster who definitely shouldn't exist, his life is put into perspective, and he finds out that he belongs to a family with a history of Pontum - people who connect the magical and the human worlds, the so-called "Bridges" - and now he must continue this family tradition. With the mysterious death of his uncle and the threat of a traitor looming over him, he doesn't know if he will be able to hold on.

Eugene got out of the alleyway near his house with the envelope prickling his hip. It would be less problematic if he could open a portal directly into his room, but Laz and Godric insisted that it would be best if he teleported to somewhere else since his parents were better off not knowing about Terra Pax.

Eugene was not the type of person that enjoyed lying or hiding things from his parents. He preferred not to. It was one less preoccupation, and he wouldn't feel like garbage every time he saw them.

He tidied his uniform, following that familiar path home. Those streets never seemed so lonely or dangerous. He hated admitting it to himself, but he missed Dallon. Even knowing he was only his friend to protect him as he grew, he couldn't tell apart the Dallon he knew, who was his friend, from the Dallon from now, the Ghoul's Bridge, the guy who was only following orders.

"Eugene!" He heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Dad?" The boy turned, surprised. "How strange seeing you so early. Did you get out of work earlier?"

"Oh, yes. I wanted to spend some more time with you and your mom, you know how she's been lately. Could you lend me a hand?"

Eugene nodded, taking some of the bags his dad was carrying. "What is this?"

"Some stuff your mom asked me to buy. It seems she's making cookies." He smiled. "She's been in a good mood, despite everything. Unlike a certain someone." The man elbowed his son lightly. "What happened? Why didn't you come back with Dallon today?"

"Uh... Well, he didn't go to school today. He didn't answer my messages, either. Nor my calls." He said, sighing.

"Well, that's strange. I saw his mom today at the market."

Eugene's eyebrows tried to meet his hairline. "Really? Did she say something to you?" He could seem a little bit desperate, but hey, he thought Dallon had gone back to Colombia!

"She just told me they were stressed with the move. Did you know that? It seemed quite sudden, this move of theirs."

"I... Knew something about the move, yes, but... not much."

"I thought it was a little weird." He said, thoughtful. "Oh, speaking of which, do you have any plans this weekend? Rosa asked us to go to Lilah's birthday party.

"Lilah?"

"Yeah, Delilah, Dallon's little sister, don't you remember?"

"Oh, yes!" Eugene said, a little too loud. "Sorry, I was just shocked I had forgotten. I do remember her. And I have no plans besides a basketball game this Saturday, so I don't know if...

"You have a game this Saturday? That's good, Rosa asked me when the championship would begin, she wanted to watch you play." His dad smiled, taking his keys from his pocket.

Eugene pursed his lips, having trouble in believing how he just fucked up. He couldn't have kept his mouth shut, could he? That's great, he did not even know how to lie to his parents, now he had to lie to Rosa, too? And besides that, he would have to meet Dallon on the weekend, at Delilah's birthday party. What would he say? 'Hey, I know you didn't go back to Colombia, you bastard'?

He heard his dad's surprised yell before he saw what was going on. The magic siren on his head went off instinctively. He could block the magic flux before he blew something up, fortunately. Turning to look at the door, he saw two pale arms around his dad's neck, his mom's blond hair whipping from one side to the other.

Eugene felt a smile forming on his lips. "You almost gave me a heart attack, Natalie." His dad said, putting a hand on his chest, above his heart. "I'm too old for this."

Natalie merely laughed, pushing him inside the house as she approached her son. She opened her arms with an enormous smile on her face and Eugene wasted no time; he jumped straight into her arms, wrapping his arms around her in a hug.

"My baby, I missed you." She said. "How was your day?"

"It was good mom. How about yours?" He asked, finally letting her go.

"Great. Let's get in, it's cold outside."

His mom had asked his dad to buy all of those things because she wanted to bake a caramel apple cheese danish pie, Eugene's favorite. Who even needed dinner if you had one of those at home?

The three of them were sat on the table. His father talked about what had happened earlier, how Rosa called them to Lilah's birthday and such. Eugene, in the meantime, filled the emptiness of his soul with pie.

"How wonderful!" Natalie said. "It's been so long since the last I've seen them! It's going to be a good family weekend, don't you think, Eugene?"

He just nodded, his mouth too full for him to be physically able to say anything in a comprehensible manner. His mom was happy, and that made him feel a little bit guilty about being mentally divided between choke Dallon for lying to him or lying in fetal position in a dark room because their friendship meant nothing, huh?

"You will end up suffocating in pie one day, Eugene." He heard his father murmur.

He swallowed his pie and smiled at his dad, showing him how he gave no fucks because that was his favorite pie and it tasted better when you ate it in large portions.

"Mom, I worship you." He turned to Natalie, bowing to her. "This pie is magical, how do you do this?"

She merely laughed, shrugging. "I bake it with love, it's probably that."

'I have to ask Laz if there is any type of magic that makes food have a better taste.' He thought. There probably was, after all. Who knows, maybe all of his mother's magical potential went to that area.

Eugene tried to throw his worries away at that moment. The letter could wait. His dead uncle's wishes could wait. At that moment, he just wanted a little bit of peace with those who were still alive

[kaileeandag]

Items in Kira’s Collection!

-Meet Outfit (pink and black t-shirt, black capri pants, pink knee pads, and pink sandals. Comes with realistic looking prosthetics, which can be removed) -Meet Accessories (wheelchair, walking cane, kitten purse with puppy wallet, book on American Sign Language, Popplio stuffed animal, and Girls Generation The Boys CD.) (CD is case only, wheelchair comes in a separate box that’s attached to the box her accessories come in)

School Collection: -Kira’s Lunch Box (Frozen lunch box, comes with these pretend food items: ham and cheese sandwich, Dirt and Worms snack Lunchable, pouch of grape Kool-Aid Jammer juice, and a Granny Smith Apple) -Kira’s School Supplies (Pokemon backpack, 5th grade math textbook, 5th grade science textbook, red FiveStar brand notebook, two pencils, and a Frozen pencil case)

Holiday Collection: -Kira’s American Girl Doll (a Create-Your-Own doll with prosthetics, called ‘Kira’) -Kira’s Christmas Breakfast (contains these pretend food items: two pancakes with syrup and butter, two strips of bacon, hash browns, and a crescent roll with butter) -Kira’s Litten stuffed animal (stuffed animal of the Pokemon Litten) -Pokemon Ultra Sun 3DS game (case only, comes with screenshots from the game) -Pikachu sweatshirt -Kira’s Christmas Pajamas (green pajamas with reindeer and Santa on them)

Birthday Collection (takes place during her Meet book): -Kira’s Birthday Outfit (light blue sundress and black and tan wedges) -Barbie Nice in Nautical doll -Kira’s Birthday Cake (pretend gold cake with vanilla frosting, written on it is Happy Birthday, Kira! and topped with a ‘10′ candle) -Kira’s Swimsuit and Towel (sparkly pink one piece swimsuit with Frozen towel) -Kira’s Party Treats (pretend cheese pizza with plate, cup of pretend grape Kool-Aid, and a pretend Hershey bar)

Summer Collection: -Jessica Long “Unsinkable: From Russian Orphanage to Paralympic Swimming World Champion” book (doll sized version of the book, received as a gift from her aunt Mariah) -Kira’s Junior Bridesmaid Outfit (red doll sized dress with matching mary jane shoes and tights) -Kira’s Cosplay Outfit (goes to Portcon in June 2018, costume is of the character Hinami from the anime Tokyo Ghoul)

Winter Collection: -Kira’s Winter Outfit (blue jacket with pink mittens and matching hat, comes with pink snow boots) -Kira’s Tarte Tatin (pretend piece of the French dessert Tarte Tatin, comes on a plate with a fork) -Kira’s Sled (pink sled)

Bed Collection: -Kira’s Bed and Bedding (full bed with Mario bedding) -Kira’s 3DS console (non-functional, comes with a pretend charger and screenshots from these games: Pokemon White 2, Pokemon HeartGold, Pokemon Y, Pokemon Alpha Sapphire, and Luigi’s Mansion: Dark Moon) -Kira’s TV (non-functional, comes with screenshots from these shows: Gravity Falls, Bob’s Burgers, Yuri On Ice, Haikyuu, Free Iwatobi Swim Club, Free Eternal Summer, Spongebob Squarepants, and Pokemon Sun and Moon) -Kira’s Desk and Chair (comes with a non-functioning lamp) -Signed Jessica Long Poster (poster is from 2012)

Extra Accessories: -Kira’s Autographed Picture (picture is of the Tokyo Ghoul character Uta, signed by his voice actor Aaron Roberts) -Kira’s Portcon Haul (comes with these items: Makoto Tachibana Free! plushie, Viktor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki Yuri On Ice plushies, box of pretend Milk Chocolate Pocky, Hetalia manga volumes 1-6, and poster of K-Pop group BTS)

[13xwishes]

[💖✨🌹 birthday wishes to Gigi, from @cxttynoir]

"Happy birthday, wishes!" Catty greeted the genie with a smile and a wink. She held out a bouquet of roses in her hand, all pink and yellow and frosted with glitter along the tips, making the petals sparkle in the light.

Her grin widened as she added "And tonight, I'm taking you out! A ghoul as special as you needs to be treated as such on her special day, and what better place to celebrate than the Cheese-stake Factory?"

Birthday Wishes || Unlucky Wishes || @cxttynoir

Gigi was glad the weather was a bit warmer than usual on her birthday. She had gotten greetings and birthday wishes, along with a few gifts from her closest friends at school. Afterschool she was greeted by her kitten by their secret spot with a bouquet of flowers that brought a bright smile to the sun genie's face.

Hearing that Catty was taking her out tonight on the day of her creation even made it more special. What did she do to deserve a ghoul so lovely?

❝ They are bootiful, Catty, Thank you. And that sounds absolutely wonderful. I cannot wait. ❞

[askparttimerjones]

Happy Birthday to the Canadas and Hong Kong!

@ask-ghoul-leon

Double Cheese Burger cooked Rare!

@ask-the-maple

Caramel Sundae with apple slices!

@femcanada-maddie-williams

An Apple Pie a la Mode!

@askartstudentcanada

A Strawberry/Vanilla/Chocolate Shake with Strawberry and Chocolate Drizzle!

[mhdiaries]

Diary of Howleen Wolf

No, you can’t read my diary... duh!

On the 20th of July

Clawd got to go away to football camp, Clawdeen got to go to Gloom Beach with Draculaura and Frankie on the Stein family vacation, and I have to stay at home this summer cause my parents think I’ve got some “growing up to do.” It is so not scare! I’m just as mature as Clawd and Clawdeen. I hardly ever chew anything I’m not supposed to anymore, Clawdeen says I don’t take showers but that’s not true - I just don’t take them as long as she does! I don’t think age has anything to do with being mature either cause I have this friend who is a gargoyle and she’s like way older than me - okay well it’s not like gargoyles count their birthdays the same way as werewolves do but she is totally not mature. I mean she likes a new boy like almost every day and most of them are not even that cute. I would never do that - you know not like a boy if he wasn’t cute cause I would so like a boy who was sweet and nice to me even if he wasn’t totally creepy cute. I can keep secrets too which my other who’s a banshee can’t do. If you tell her something she like screams it out at the top of her lungs. Even Clawdeen totally treats me like I’m still a little cub. Not only did she take all of her most creepy cool clothes with her to Gloom Beach but she also put a lock and chain on her closet. Whatever... I’m going to sleep in her bed and eat all the snacks she left in her mini-fridge. Then I’m going to let every monster know how miserable I am by not talking for the rest of the summer. Yeah, that’ll really show mom and dad how mature I am.

On the 25th of July

Ode to Cushion

Cushion is my hedgehog. She is sharp and poky. Cushion eats worms. My sister thinks eating worms is gross. My sister has to leave the room when I feed Cushion. Would you like another worm? Good Cushion. The End.

On the 30th of July

Some days I wish I had a remote control that let me change the channel on my style - cause right now I feel like I’m totally stuck watching the same lame... lol that rhymed... show over and over. When we were cubs, Clawdeen and I could watch the same episode of a TV show over and over and never get bored. I can still quote entire shows by heart and sometimes just saying a random line like, “Well, it’s certainly uncontaminated by cheese,” can make us laugh til we howl if I say it at the right time. Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, the remote control. I’d love to change the channel on the show my hair is starring in, because I really hate how it ends. Oh well, hopefully dying it orange to go with my favorite color of blue will make it easier to watch. Now I just have to decide do I turn up the volume to 10 by combining stripes and plaids or maybe I’ll mix a jean vest, knee socks and hiking boots with one of Clawdeen’s haunt couture skirts and make it go to 11.

On the 1st of August

Clawdeen came home today and she actually gave me a hug when she saw me. I guess I kind of missed her a little, or maybe a lot, too. She is my big sis after all, even if she is a pain in the fang sometimes.

On the 18th of August

I was in a boo funk this morning and I must have sighed one to many times cause Mom told me if I was going to mope around the house and get in her way then I either had to grab a broom and help her clean or go mope somewhere else. I think “mope” is a funny word... it sounds like it could be a character in a cub’s book... “There once was a mope who wouldn’t use soap and though its mom begged it always said, “Nope.” So I took my mope and went to the Maul. I didn’t really have enough money to buy anything cool but I went anyway. Going to the Maul always makes Clawdeen happy doesn’t matter if she’s by herself or in a group. It only makes me happy if I’m hanging out there with my friends - who were all doing something else today. I saw Heath Burns and Deuce haunting out butt I only said “Hi”. Deuce is cool but Heath is... Heath. Clawdeen says Heath’s like a stray puppy; “If you feed him anything he’ll follow you home.” So I kept on walking and didn’t stop to talk. I looked through a few shops and was going to head home when I walked by the music store and heard some monster playing a guitar. It sounded pretty clawsome and I just had to go in and check it out. What was even more clawsome was that it was a ghoul who was playing. I was totally staring at her... lame I know, but honest to claw it was like some kind of magic spell... okay it was still lame to stare. Then she turned around and caught me staring. I thought she was going to be mad but instead she waved me over. I found out that her name is Operetta and that she is going to be starting at Monster High in the fall. Her hair is redder than mine and she’s got this creepy cool beauty mark on the left side of her face that goes all the way down her arm. She also has this accent that’s a total howl. I asked if she would teach me how to play but she said “No.” I was disappointed but she explained that she loved playing and singing more than anything and if I took lessons from her she would expect me to love it just as much as she did. She told me that she didn’t think I was at that place yet but she did show me a few cords and I picked up what she taught pretty quick. I did sign up for a week of free lessons at the music store and who knows, maybe it’ll be something that I really love doing and not just because it makes me stand out from the other monsters I know.

On the 21st of August

At soccer practice today a ghoul who played on a werewolf cup team came and played a practice game with us. She was really creepy cool and a scary good player. She was so good that I was only able to steal the ball from her a couple of times during the game. After practice was over our coach asked her to talk to the team and give us some pointers. When she was done talking and the team was leaving, she and the coach called me over. I thought I must have done something wrong but she just wanted to tell me that I had a of talent and could be a really great player if I kept working hard. Then my coach told me that I was already a better soccer player than Clawdeen was at my age. I don’t think my feet touched the ground all the way home. No monster has ever told me that I was better than my sister at anything. Well, technically my parents are always telling me that I’m the best at being who I am and that Clawdeen could never beat me at being me but that’s totally different. Anyway, I was planning on telling the story to the whole family over dinner just so I could see the look on Clawdeen’s face but somehow it didn’t feel right to do that so I kept it to myself. When dinner was over, Clawdeen and me had to clean up and right in the middle of doing dishes she told me that she ran into coach at the Maul. Then she said, “He told me he thinks you could be a better player than me if you keep working hard.” The next thing I thought she was going to say was something like, “Over my cold dead spikes.” Only that’s not what she said at all. Instead she kind of smiled and said, “Well duh, tell me something I didn’t know.” I must have looked like a wolf caught in the moonlight cause then she said, “What?” “It’s not like he said you had a sense of fashion or anything.” Then I squirted her with the sink sprayer, which started a massive water fight. Clawd came in right in the middle to try and “alpha” us into stopping. It worked. We stopped attacking each other and started soaking him. It took us an extra hour to mop up, but it was so much fun, I don’t know what could have happened to make Clawdeen change so much over one summer.

On the 31st of August

I love our family cookouts. It’s one of my favorite things we do in the summer because all of my older brothers and sisters who’ve moved out, and have their own families now, show up with all of my nieces and nephews. There are cubs running everywhere, kisses and hugs, laughing and crying and sometimes you have to yell just to be heard. It’s crazy chaotic and a howling good time! The food is amazing too and there’s lots and lots of it. Draculaura usually comes over too which might seem strange that a vampire would come to a werewolf gathering but she’s such a part of the family that when she doesn’t show up to one of our cookouts everyone is bummed she’s not there. My dad even leaves part of the grill open for her tofu hotdogs, which aren’t bada if you put enough batchup, monstard and onions on them to disguise the taste of the tofu =). We also have a monster softball game in the open field behind our house. This year we played until it was almost dark, and the stars were just coming out; then they started coming down! We all ran to the house and grabbed blankets and sleeping bags and ran back out and just lay there watching them fall. You’re supposed to be able to make wishes on falling stars and they’ll come true, but there were so many falling that I ran out of wishes for real things and started wishing for silly things. I hope wishing that ice scream would appear every time I snap my fingers doesn’t cancel out my wish for perfectly straight hair. Oh well, it’s probably not likely either wish would ever come true but it was fun to hang out on a perfect night and pretend someday they might. Hee hee another rhyme.

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Happy Birthday Leon~ I wasn’t too sure what ghouls liked, so here’s a Double Patty Cheese Burger cooked Rare.

~askparttimerjones

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((Leon can’t eat it so he left it out for a wild, hungry mun to find Thank you so much! °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°))

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Rules: answer these questions, and tag 20 followers that you would like to get to know better. Tagged by: @mxnotawakeyet Name: Julia (Yulia) Nickname: Yulian (one of my good friends likes to adress me like that hehe.. I guess, this counts too~) Zodiac sign: Taurus Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff Height: 5′8″ ^^; Orientation: Straight (but tbh I’m a bit uncertain about this whole thing right now...) Ethnicity: white Favourite fruit: cherry, raspberry, blueberry, apricot, peach Favourite season: Spring Favourite book series: Isaac Asimov’s robot series, LOTR Favourite fictional characters: Haku (Spirited Away); Tsunemori Akane, Makishima Shougo, Nobuchika Ginoza, Hinakawa Sho (Psycho-Pass); Chrollo Lucilfer (HunterxHunter); Kirishima Ayatou, Kirishima Touka, Kuki Urie (Tokyo Ghoul); Nine (Zankyou No Terror); Ichise (Technolyze); Guy Montag, Clarisse McClellan (451 Fahrenheit novel); The Blind, The Redhead, The Mermaid (The House In Which/The Gray House novel); Loki Laufeyson (Avengers universe); C.C. (Code Geass); Yaha-kui zaShunina (Kado: The Right Answer); Hinata Shouyou, Kuroo Tetsurou, Kozume Kenma, Nishinoya Yuu (HQ!!); Gokudera Hayato, Byakuran, Adelheid Suzuki, Superbi Squalo (KHR!); Haruno Sakura, Uchiha Itachi, Hyuga Neji, Haku, Sasori, Kaguya Kimimaro ... (Naruto); The Medicine Seller (Mononoke); Kanda Yu, Alma Karma, Madarao (D.Gray-man) and lots-lots of others Favourite flower: various succulents, peony, water lily, rosehip Favourite scents: air after rain, jasmine, cherry, sea breeze, old/new books, new electronics, cinnamon, bakery overall, grilled cheese Favourite colour: cyan, orange, crimson, shades of purple and blue Favourite animals: cats, dogs, pandas, snow leopards, dolphins etc. Favourite artist/bands: ギルガメシュ [girugamesh], Hello Sleepwalkers, The Oral Cigarettes, amazarashi, TK from 凛として時雨, lynch., 雨のパレード [Ame No Parade], Wagakki Band, Klayton [Celldweller, Scandroid, Circle Of Dust], Dance With The Dead, Perturbator, Starset, Enter Shikari, VIXX, BTS, Royal Pirates, All Time Low (one of those bands in a kind that caught my heart immediately and eventually let to discover tons of other cool bands and new genres as well... a specific milestone in my life when I realised I’m getting sucked into the world of music... idc how much time has passed since the moment I first heard of ATL, it was my first ever band that I became a strong fan of, that holds so many songs connected to good events and happy moments in the past... and I still love this band ;;), Paramore, Poets Of The Fall, Our Last Night, You Me At Six, Paramore, Three Days Grace (I’m not that into their latest songs though.. there’s no drive like before imho *I don’t judge the current vocalist, he does alright.. but I’m just feeling like sticking to the old stuff more*), Adam Gontier, Splin, The All-American Rejects, Within Temptation, Breaking Benjamin, Shinedown, Papa Roach, The Birthday Massacre, ADTR, I See Stars, AFI, Fall Out Boy, Imagine Dragons, One Ok Rock, A9 [Alice Nine], coldrain, D’espairsRay, Egoist, Aimer, Reol [れをる], David Garrett, Joe Hisaishi, Yugo Kanno, Ludovico Einaudi, Akira Yamaoka, Ennio Morricone ...

Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa?: tea Average sleep: 5-7 hours Number of blankets I sleep with: one but it’s very thick and warm~ Dream trip: to Norway, Sweden, Japan - most of all; but I want to explore more of the world, actually! Last thing you googled: the meaning of word “pastime” How many blogs do I follow: 1910 (idc how this happened myself, really... If I appreciate the certain blog I then follow it in case to be in touch with the new stuff... and turns out there’s so many amazing and underappreciated compilations, arts, stories, photographs... *v* Of course I try to check all of them step by step~) Number of followers: 118 What do I usually post about: cyberpunk and sci-fi stuff, traditional and modern Japanese motives, music, anime and manga (Psycho-Pass especially), art and photography inspirations, current moods etc. What is your aesthetic: a mix of Japanese culture and futuristic, cyberpunk-y elements, cityscape with a thimbleful of untouched nature... Tagging: anyone who wishes are welcome! But especially I’d like to read answers from @actiaslunaris @utopiahound @psychopass-iveagressive @sayakamikiii @diariesofashygirl @leos-starlit-smile @supercoffeeshopsoundtrack :)