#i can wear them hopefully ough.

[volfoss]

Pains been less bad today :) very ready to get these drains out and be able to have at least a like 10 minute break from my vest when I get a shower Wednesday or Thursday

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hi! This is more of a headcanon request. I'm not sure if you take those, so if you don't that's okay! I was thinking about Brahms Heelshire, Thomas Hewitt, Jason Voorhees and Charles Lee Ray (separately) with reader randomly squeezing their cheeks and going: "You are just so cute! I could eat you right up!" Thank you <3

Squeezing various slashers cheeks

Ough my head hurts

Characters: Brahms, Jason, Thomas Hewitt, Charles Lee Ray

Notes: reader is GN, Charles part is written pre doll

CWs: None

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

doesnt take his mask off that often, i can see him sometimes forgetting hes even wearing one because hes so used to it so when you reach for his face and tell him how cute he is, hes caught a little off guard

however he thrives and begs for your attention nearly constantly so hes not going to push you away from him, even though he doesnt instantly melt into your hands

a tad self conscious over the scars on his face, but the fact that you just accept them instantly makes him feel a certain way... a good way...

"forgets" to wear his mask more often just to catch your eye and hopefully get a compliment here and there

JASON VOORHEES

similar to thomas, hes going to lean into your hand when you touch his face and tell him how cute he is

if this is the first time youre touching his face, though, he may pull away a little bit since hes simply not used to it and hasnt warmed up to the idea yet- looking at his face and touching it are two very different things after all

sometimes it turns into you gently massaging his temples while complimenting him, overall a very tender moment

he wants to return the energy, and hes going to once he finds out the perfect way in order to do so however signing to you how much he loves you while giving you flowers hes found in the woods will have to suffice for now

THOMAS HEWITT

I can 100% see Luda doing this kind of thing to Thomas all the time, especially as he was growing up so hes more than familiar with the affection

he leans right into it due to this because it feels comforting and nostalgic, and besides... youre saying hes cute! how can he not enjoy that?

smooshes his cheek against your hand and lets out a very gentle sigh as he lets you rub circles where you pinches

might gently take your hand and wrist in his own hands and keep your hand there for a little longer, circling his fingers into your skin

CHARLES LEE RAY

is not going to like it one bit... not at all...

on worse days hes going to snap at you, most days he just pushes your hands away and gets a little huffy

i dont think that kind of affection is really something for him, especially if you do this sort of thing without warning

saying he looks attractive is enough to satisfy him, anything with cheek pinching and saying hes cute enough to eat feels patronizing and babying to him

[kibbits]

I finally found a specialist to hopefully help get diagnosed in a few days so to celebrate I’ve got a cute Halloween Idea for the Break A Leg!Boys: While the Pizza Plex is all about general audience family fun, I love the idea that close to Halloween Fazbear sets up something like Knott’s Scary Farms/Fright Fest at Six Flags/Horror Nights at Universal/Mickey’s Not-So-Scary Halloween Party. During the day, the animatronics and staff (both bot and human) dress in costumes, and let kids dress up in appropriate costumes (American school rules, no excessive gore, no inappropriate clothing, etc). Halloween concerts with Fazbear remixed covers (THIS IS HALLOWEEN BY IZZY REIGN WORKS AS ALL THE GLAMROCKS SINGING), family friendly horror plays, and just before the Plex closes the animatronics get to do mini meet-n-greets, take pictures with kids, and send them on their way with a treat or two (THE BOYS LOSING THEIR MINDS WHEN GROUPS OF PEOPLE COME IN DRESSED AS THEM OMG “MOON LOOK THEY GOT OUR COAT RIGHT!!!” “I KNOW!!”). The fun’s not over. Fazbear really capitalized on the old ‘rumors’ and the power of signed consent forms, and turns the Plex into a giant Haunted House and let’s the crew spook to their delight. The theater becomes the most highly trafficked spot with Moon using his zip line to the fullest, dive bombing guests. Y/N is either assisting, doing some spooking themselves, or if crowds ain’t your cup of tea, they’re in the boy’s room snugged up cozy for when the Plex actually closes for a movie marathon that turns into sleepy cuddles.

- ✨ Starry ✨

Hi Starry!!! I said outside of the ask but HELL ye, I hope everything went well!!!!

Yeeee!!!! god i love those ideas so much!!! I didn't draw a kid or YN wearing one of theirs yet (keeping the second part of your ask for that! Or might combine with another one) but I love the idea, ough!!!

Man I agonized the longest time about the classic monsters but!

And the sketch

Sun is a Mad Scientist with a booming cackle, he keeps startling people by laughing super loud suddenly. He has 'potions' (fizzy faz) and will practice evil laughing with the kids

In this case YN is Frankenstein's monster - fitting for an assistant

Gave YN the monster because I didn't want to give that look to the boys after the last pic where they were strapped to a table in storage, and also its a good middle ground between the scientists who creates them and the undead!

Moon is indeed a gremlin of a ghost who keeps dive-bombing guests djdjd can also yell banter from up high/help guests who get lost in the maze. Loves to do the thing like the Vine where the person lets all their limbs go slack like hes a dead body being carried around by the fly system fjdnf

Drawn in the weekly magma, it was fun!! Thanks for the ask! <33

[the-kipsabian]

1, 2, 13, 34, 38 and 50!

1. what are three shows in your watchlist that you’ve been meaning to get to? god i dont even know if i have three tbh lmao. let alone new shows. but ive been meaning to rewatch dark angel for like.. a year now lmao. i have it on my shelf i just need to get to it at some point ough

oh and also @midnightpretenders0 got me interested in a kdrama called wedding impossible so hopefully i'll get to that in the future too

2. describe your favorite pair of socks ooooh my friend got me this really cozy soft pair of socks for christmas that have little foxes on them!! they are like really cute orange/cream color combo too, they are so nice to wear

13. do you prefer to write in pen or pencil? pen, but mechanical pencil is a high second actually. regular pens nah. its actually kind of a sensory hell for me lmao

34. can you read analog clocks? im old so yes lmao

38. what’s one show you watch or musician you listen to that your friends know nothing about? god i dont know if there is one? i dont have a lot of interests and im very vocal about the few i do have lmao. ..yeah i really cant think of one? theres at least one person who knows about each of my fixations lmao

50. describe your perfect sleeping conditions its cold enough that i need a blanket but not too cold so i need more than one or a thick blanket. the bed is just soft enough, most likely freshly made, the pillow is perfectly soft and cool and theres a cat purring at my feet. its dark and its quiet and im asleep for fucking once LMAO

50 questions ~

[quietwingsinthesky]

Hiii! Can I get 37 + samifer please? Or a ship of your choice <3

kaira!! i fully forgot you were in my inbox until i saw this today ough. accept this softness as an apology please.

It was possible that out of everything Sam could have chosen for Lucifer to experience now that he's officially on parole after the Apocalypse didn't go to plan, ice skating was a bad idea. It had been on a whim, really, a tip in a brochure and remembering how Lucifer joked about running cold.

They needed to start somewhere. Lucifer couldn't stay cooped up in their motel room or in the backseat of the Impala all day, every day. He was going stir crazy, in a quiet, murderous sort of way. The kind that had him tensing up and glaring whenever Dean slammed a door too loud, or pressing his entire body against Sam and mimicking how Sam was breathing to calm himself down. Sam planned for them to go out late, on a night when most people would be working, and then, hopefully, Lucifer would actually relax and enjoy himself.

The first difficulty had not been getting Lucifer onto the ice. It had been getting him to wear the skates. It turned out that Lucifer's picky attitude about clothing ("I'm not going to wear that. It itches. Or that. It's too tight.") extended to shoes, and specifically, to the fact that he'd apparently been wearing the same pair for the entire Apocalypse and afterwards. He did not appreciate having to put on skates.

Sam wouldn't claim he was great at ice skating, but you took your entertainment where you could find it on the road. He had a little experience. Lucifer wobbled more than he walked to the entrance of the rink, and Sam coaxed him carefully onto the ice. Instantly, he had the devil clinging to his arm.

"You're alright," Sam said. He tried not to laugh. It was easier when Lucifer looked at him and was clearly actually afraid.

"I'm going to fall." Loaded words, Sam knew. Lucifer had been, not comfortable in but used to moving around in a vessel, as an angel. The same could not be said about living in a human body. He hated being winded, or dizzy, or tired, and now that Sam was thinking about it, a sport where most beginners spent their time off-balance was not the best idea.

"You might," he tried to reassure Lucifer. When that didn't work and Lucifer tightened his grip on Sam's arm until it hurt, he said, "I'm not going to let you get hurt."

That helped. Lucifer didn't let him go, but his grip loosened.

"Small steps. Do what I do." Sam moved them forward, difficult when Lucifer was still stiff as a board, but after a moment of watching, Lucifer began to copy him. He got used to it, enough that Sam felt safe saying, "Okay. Let go."

"Sam-"

"Trust me. Let go." Lucifer does. He makes it a few feet on his own. It's farther than Sam did on his first try. He sees Lucifer's balance tip before Lucifer even feels it, and he's stayed near exactly for that reason. Lucifer falters, and Sam glides in, steadying him, arms around his waist.

"I told you," he says. "Not letting you get hurt." Lucifer exhales. He leans into Sam, and Sam slides his arms up and around his back.

[albedobeheading]

ough diary entry woowaaaizowie

unfortch I will not be taking melatonin tonight bc I did have a nightmare that I fist fought the coworker I don’t get along with and djo was singing in our shop??? end of beginning obvi and I don’t know if I just heard it being played outside or smth??? bc it was very clear (but now that I’m thinking about it maybe it wasn’t especially clear and it was just the clearest thing out of the very muddy dream)

anyway I’m taking a ballet class tomorrow???? I gotta get up somewhat early (for me) and it’s within walking distance of my apartment :’)

honestly I had a really shitty weekend and it was mostly my own fault but alcohol and weed did not help me at all. I had my first panic attack in a whiiiile like at least a month or two bc I’m not really keeping track of them these days. I was also wickedly drunk from a USA four loko which yanno I am glad to not be able to handle them anymore !! I’m getting older and fatter and that’s ok like there’s nothing I can do to really change the oldness (I thought I looked like my mom/uncle/grandma this morning when my face was still puffy) and the fatness is like. honestly not bothering me bc I know it’s mostly in my head and the pounds I’ve put on are healthyish but mostly from a lack of exercise in the past year

I don’t think I’m gonna do 75 hard bc that feels impossible to me atm but cutting out alcohol for a bit and definitely not takin weed for a bit are the best things I can do for now. This ballet class is technically every day I believe??? so maybe I’ll buy a pack of class passes and try to go at least once a week for the rest of the month. I’ve been scheduled a lot at my job lately (partially bc two ppl only work 2 days a week and another person is out of the country until august) and the money is fine and I do need it to live but yanno. The living isn’t really happening outside of it.

it’s so hot here now and tomorrow is supposed to be like 90s I think or 90 smth. I was planning on wearing a leotard and exercise shorts on top with a bandaid or two on some bug bites so I don’t look too crazy hopefully. I need to stop spending money on lime scooters bc they’re just making me lazy. Even though it’ll be uphill, I’m going to walk home tomorrow‼️

god it’s too hot

[unikornu]

Page 10, Roughed up 

Gage barely slept deeply and as oppose to Lucy who struggled with hangover from too much moonshine and spinning around last night he knew when to stop to first, avoid a bigass headache and two, not end up doing something he would regret although temptation was so strong he was still smiling a bit under his nose while setting up a terrarium for his new future puppet. Even if still just an egg he was very dedicated to create a safe space for it, carefully taking each pebble and piece of moss he gathered around, with small steel tongs, sticking his tongue out, concentrating like he was about to disharm a nuclear bomb. The early morning silence was disturbed by a sound of something or someone hitting the floor. 

It was Lucy, reaching the edge of bed while rolling on the other side.  

-Morning, Boss…hope ya ready for another bloody walk into the park. She crawled out and pulled herself up slowly, her hair all messed up, realizing she is wearing just underwear only after she walked down to the bar. 

-So early? Huh..wait shit, did we…last night…? She mumbled, looking in a hurry across the room for her clothes and armor, grabbing a bottle of water on a way and drinking it all in one go, almost choking. 

-Fuck? No no…Boss..it was pretty close..but you didn’t stop at that one shot and u were the one actually embarassing yourself after, on the bar, trying to do some crazy strip show knocking everything over and then you slipped and knocked yourself out. He was grinning, almost laughing thinking back and seeing her eyes widen up as he was catching her up with the last night.  

-Oooookay….lets just…get to work, ugh. She coughed and dressed herself up in a rush. -What is our next target? Buffalos, gunners, ants, cmon, surprise me. She approached him curiously, sitting at the desk setting up the tiniest of tiny sticks in the terrarium, cheweing up on fancy snack she snatched from the counter. 

-Well…nothing fancy Boss, ghouls but the place is pretty dangerous even without them…fucking radiation. He put down the tools and started preparing himself. 

-I see…well our latest find might help us there. It’s finally repaired and powered up too. Her eyes turned to a red suit of power armor. 

-About damn time, Boss. Raider grabbed himself a gas mask and stuffed his pockets with Rad-x. 

-Ready up your sweet ass Boss, it’s your turn with the armor.

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They entered the park , Kiddie Kingdom, only the heavy echo of her steps could be heard throughout the green radiated air. 

-Can’t say i dislike it…not at all. She looked down at him and gave him a strong pat on the back that pushed him a whole step forward. 

-Ough, keep it on Boss and before we reach the castle i’m gonna pull that fusion core out of you myself, jezz. He looked at her shaking his head and reloaded his rifle. Oswald was keeping them on their toes as they reached the deeper parts of the park. Ghouls were swarming from under every pile of garbage and they were no ordinary ghouls, stronger, faster and more ridiciolously looking with all that paint splattered over them. So far there were proving only a small annoyance along with all the gas clouds obscuring their view. 

-Hey, Gage! Wanna have some fun? I’m sure you could use some since last night. And i bet we can find this green fucker there too. Lucy pointed at the building “Fun House” not so far and punched a ghoul that was sneaking behind raider’s back. 

-Ye sure…i really didn’t have enough of it as it is, crap… let’s go. The place proved to be more of a creation jester’s death trap with all crazy labirynth’s and spinning illusions. Gage wasn’t fond of it, his face almost stoned and Lucy couldn’t handle the spinning too wheel, almost puking in the power armor. They arrived to the last room, spinning this time, filled with ghouls. They both agreed on the best course of action in this case. Bunch of grenades flew through the small opening of the door and with all the room movement they bounced and spreaded out in all directions causing a total mayhem of flying guts and body parts. When the smoke went down they entered with confidence that was all of it but they forgot one last thing. The room was still spinning and so they did with it. Lucy struggled to keep the weight of her armor in balance and slowly moved towards the door that hopefully were leading to the ghoulish leader. 

-Not bad but i have more tricks for you ha ha, we shall see if you survive them you morons. As the voice went off the speakers the room abruptly stopped it movement, causing a chain reaction and impact that sent Lucy forward pushing Gage to the wall, almost flattening him into a pastry. 

-Fuck! Gage you okay? He remained stunned for a few seconds but pulled himself together right away swearing under his nose about all the fun he had so far and how he’s gonna stuck Lucy’s fusion core into Oswald’s ass. They headed up to scour the terminal room and walked outside. Next destination was the castle itself but they figured out that the best route would lead through the worker’s tunnels to avoid more hastle with gas and other obstacles.

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The trail route towards the tunnels wasn’t proving to be as easy as they expected, with cars approaching them at high speed it could damage her man or worse…throw him into the air like a puppet so she focused on keeping an eye on those while Gage was taking down any remaining ghouls with his rifle. After smashing him to the wall not so long ago she felt a bit guilty and took a more serious approach and concentrated on the task. As they arrived to the entrance a charred bulky ghoul sneaked up from behind the pillar and brutally pushed itself on Gage, landing with him back on trails path. Two cars were approaching immediatly at the lighting speed. 

-Shit, Gage watch out!. Lucy put herself in front of him, smashing the ghoul’s head with the heavy metalic foot and threw the raider to the side. She turned back to the cars, her face expression under the helmet saddened knowing what’s coming in a brief moment. 

-Well..shit. There was no time for anything else. She put her both hands on car’s bonnet and pushed her legs into the ground as strong as she could to not get thrown off by the impact. She slided backwards roughly, her metal foot parts leaving the sparks behind from brushing off the trails. As she reached out the end of tunnel she pushed herself to the side, landing hardly on the ground and rolling over. Gage looked from behind the wall eyeballing the tunnels end and shouted her name. -I’m….okay!, I’m coming, oh man….. She raised her hand to check if all the functions remained, some parts got damaged but it was still at almost half power running up. She gathered herself togther and joined up with Gage. 

-And just when i thought you couldn’t get more badass eh? She shrugged but he finally softened his face expression by an inch. They headed down the stairs and sneaked up on the Oswald, discussing another steps of his plan and dissapering shortly after. The source of all the gas was finally found and stopped. Gage still decided to keep his mask on since any remains of radiation still remained in air and were evaporeting from the corpses. 

-I will go first Gage, we don’t know what else he can still throw at us. Upon approaching the castle main gate two rockets exploded right in front of her, sending another scraps of her armor flying. One of them flew right past his head but he didn’t move a milimetr remaining calm as always.  

-Would be great if you wouldn’t arrive naked up there. Last push Boss, let’s get this shit over with.

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After the short hassle with Oswald and his friends at the theatre they entered the elevator. Last checks on rifle, grenades, power armor holding up to the last twenty procent but enough to beat the guy to a plum in return. Upon arriving to the tower and short conversation with the irridated ghoul Lucy knew she couldn’t let him live. Rachel, the Oswald beloved was dead, cure didn’t exist and she wouldn’t dare to see all the ghouls in Nuka World to be revived again and swarm the Town. It was their last stand, right there on the highest tower in the castle.

  -It is our home and we gonna defend it! Oswald released a green shiny wave spreading from him outwards and his companions began to swarm the place one by one. Lucy turned and approached him, pushing the blade into ghoul’s chest but he dissapered into a cloud smoke right when she thought it would be that easy. Gage was covering her with bullet rain from any other rotten ghouls trying to reach her from the cover. Oswald reappeared shortly behind her, the rough egde of his sword piercing through the chest of her armor. It was no ordinary sword, she could feel the teeth of it ripping her skin under the ribs. She hissed, biting her lips to the blood but managed to block the next incoming thrusts, the metalic structrure cracking at impact. As the Oswald was getting weaker with ongoing fight the amount of his companions was becoming bigger. She kicked their leader back, snatching the sword from his hand at last. Before he could use his trick one more time the fountian of blood flew from his throat. The wide swing of the sword almost took his whole head off but it was enough to take him down at last. 

-Sorry, but you could be too dangerous for our plans. I hope you find some peace on the other side. Oswald managed to catch her words before letting the last breath out and smiled at the thought that maybe he can finally rest, with someone precious to him, on the other side. The ghouls raged on their leader death, they all turned on Lucy and jumped on her, swarming her like angry ants and ripping the armor slowly down. Gage did what he could but the anger was making them harder to be put down, almost rabid. The armor signaled a warning about last ten procent of energy remaining. 

-Fuck! It’s too many of them…even for him, shit. Her eyes turned to the broken wall on the outside and she started dragging herself with all the ghouls towards it, taunting them to keep their focus on her only. 

-Boss, what the hell are you trying to do?! Stop, this is too fucking risky. Gage was protesting and reloding as fast as he could, barely holding himself to break his cover. 

-Sure i ain’t lettin them to get your unprotected ass so shut up and let me finish this shit!. She hell knew the impact from the fall will kill them all, she wasn’t sure if her armor could handle this but she couldn’t see any better choice as the ghouls were working fast on getting into her flesh and taking them one by one would take too long for the power source to hold up putting them both at risk. She reached the edge and without hesitation threw herself down along with all the ghouls on her. Gage ran immediately to the edge scanning the area if anything remained of her and rushed down. He couldn’t belive she would put herself at such a risk, it was foolish and crazy. The hole after impact was bloody and stinky, green smoke was raising from the splattered corpses. 

-We….did it, holy fuck. She lost her consciousness shortly due to impact. The power armor bipped and opened upon reaching the last procent. Lucy was alive but pretty broken, could barely move at the moment and blood was running from the sword wound under her ribs. Gage picked her up carefully and rushed to the closest room near tower. It was Rachel’s quarters, safe and warm enough to let the boss recover and patch her up. 

----- Lucy finally woke up, opening her eyes slowly the vision was a bit blurry. She groaned as she lifted her up to a sitting position on the mattress.

-You are fucking insane, ya know it right?. Gage was sitting next, with his arms crossed and forehead wrinkled by anger. 

-Maybe…yeh but i saved our asses, so what’s the deal? The park is ours. She standed up slowly trying to keep her balance and watched him, approaching, with his fists to the sides, feeling almost like he wanted to punch something. 

-You could have killed yourself if you wouldn’t be that lucky and it was stupid. And don’t ya tell me there wasn’t any other option. Gage raised his voice and grabbed her shoulder stopping her from backing up any more. She dropped her head, avoiding looking in his eye. 

-Why does it matter so much if i’m okay at the end? We went through similar dangerous crap before,  what changed Gage?! Lucy snapped back at him, no longer being able to stand the tension stretching in the air. 

-I fucking care about you, that’s what changed Lucy! It was first time he used her name like that, the real name. She raised her head, speachless, letting out just the silence of her slightly opened mouth. He was dead serious looking staight and sharp at her.

-I’m…sorry. There was nothing else she could say and slowly looked away, sad, but his fingers touching gently her chin stopped her. 

-You don’t have to prove anymore to me or anyone that you can be badass or some shiet, okay? You already proved something two parks ago so how bout you take it easy from now on eh?. He softened the grip on her and steamed off his nerves. As he was about to turn away she placed her hands on his shoulders and strechted up towards him, pulling him down for a soft kiss. It surprised him but he didn’t protest and leaned lower to let the touch of their lips last just a bit longer. She looked back at him as he pulled off, relieved, didn’t say anything more, walking slowly away, letting the tough raider process his thoughts on what just happened. Was it foolish, impulsive? Maybe but sure she didn’t regret that move nor anything she did so far.