#i feel like i always struggle to draw creepy things

[smanfa]

a little hex maniac doodle for halloween

[pepurika]

what inspired you to tell the story of a character like jamis? was he one of the first characters you came up with, and was his character role/creation really tied to remy from the start? you've done a really wonderful job at showing his growth/arc so far, and it seems like jamis and remy grow really in tandem with each other, so I was wondering how you came up with them and their struggles (for example, if you've just always been drawn to those character archetypes or if someone you know/a character you like inspired you) sorry for the long question!! i really love tigers <3 you're such a good storyteller!!!

Jamis and Remy were very tied together from the start! I wrote this whole story with the thought that Ludo/luck and jamis/remy will be sort of different sides of the same coin- jamis and remys arc is... softer? to me, more about the social structures and relationship drama- while Ludo and luck are more explosive and adventurous, creepy and wild.

balancing between the two storylines has helped me so much staying interested in drawing this story for years, every now and then when I grew tired of either one I could always switch to the other. highly recommended trick for other webcomic makers with adhd lmao!!

anyway about jamis; I needed one character that was a counter balance for all the secrecy and plotting in remys life- he lives in the world of traders where he has to navigate a sea of lies and schemes, and jamis is the complete opposite of that world- even to a fault maybe! he always speaks his mind, and he is true to his feelings (even if he might not understand them himself...) summa summarum, I wanted to make a character that's easy to love and easy to forgive, and even if he makes a ton of mistakes, they don't come from a malicious place.

and about remys and jamis love story, I just really wanted to write something that felt kind of doomed from the start (from remys pov at least haha), but then slowly... there builds up a chance, that even if you live in this world where you have to hide your love, there is a possibility for a happy ending. and I wanted it to build up slowly until- well, you'll just have to wait until the end to see what I have planned!!

also, to me remy and Ludo are the duo-main characters of this story, Ludo on the front as the one who makes things happen, and jamis and luck are the supporting characters for their stories. so everything rotates around Ludo and remy!

[lunarriviera]

yet another shen yi meta [uts2 spoilers]

hi hey hello everyone i continue to be tormented with obsessive thinkings about s2 Shen Yi so i must holler about them/him some more, feel free to stop reading if you have not watched through approximately episode 11 which is where i still am. it's taking me longer to watch because i keep pausing to rewind/screenshot and/or weep in anguish about Him and What He Is Going Through. and how NO ONE IS PAYING ATTENTION. or insufficient attention. cf. Ryan Gosling in the Papyrus sketch screaming WELL IT WASN'T!! ENOUGH!!

[more. much more. behind the cut]

let's start here, with shen yi's artwork. in this scene he competed with AI to paint a chosen image and, surprising exactly no one, he won, partly because he's brilliant but tbh mostly because AI art is garbage and always adds dolphins, rainbows, and hands with six fingers.

but here's the thing: is no one going to question this? does anyone think to themselves "ah yes, shen yi is absolutely the BEST person in the world to make a painting in 30 minutes that depicts, quote, a lonely man on a beach." so here is this miserably hunched, despairing figure, surrounded by murky howling early-picasso blue, LOOKING IN FACT QUITE A LOT LIKE SHEN YI HIMSELF—even dressed like him (in the snowy white and dainty pastels he seems to favor this season)—and not a single person thinks: huh, wonder if this guy's okay?

in fact s2 seems to be repeated evidence of the fact that shen yi is Very Much Not Okay, and yet no one is really paying attention. he supports everyone else emotionally and they all seem to assume he either a) has no emotional blowback to deal with, or b) can deal with it himself unaided somehow. (through painting, maybe? but have you seen what he's painting lately? e.g. monstrous abusive parent figures, in some kind of breathless fugue state during which he can psychically hear lines from someone else's traumatic childhood?) he goes to li han's house to help her, which is so like him, and he says:

oh! you might think. well, maybe he will self-disclose a little? tell li han about some of his own personal difficulties that he's had to overcome, just to bond with her, get her to open up? HAHAHA ARE YOU NEW HERE, of course he doesn't, he just listens to her while she sobs out her tragic backstory, gives her a tissue, relates her struggles to a vaguely terrifying metaphor of his own device about a sealed room filling up ineluctably with floodwater, then smiles and takes her out for pizza. (totally unrelated but wow the product placement is heavy-handed this season. xiaomi! pizza hut!)

since we're talking about the li han case, consider this moment, too, when he interprets someone's house-person-tree drawing. does no one ever think, "for someone who talks constantly about love and connection, how interesting that shen yi has no family, refuses to date in very pointed and deliberate way, and lives alone with a cat."

shen yi knows all about love! never shuts up about love! constantly dispensing bromides about what real love should be like! and wakes every day ALONE from horrific guilty nightmares ft. creepy small girl in blood-red dress, pls will no one help this man pls he's drowning.

couple more bits and then i swear to god i'll shut up i'm starting to feel really stupid. but first consider this little story, in three parts:

"an image of despair" um okay well…technically it's just a dead body, albeit after a fairly grisly stabbing, but sure go off i guess

2. du cheng: wow even for you that was unusually poetic and weird

3. also du cheng: back to investigating the murder i guess [wanders away]

this kind of thing happens again. and again. either no one notices assorted horrified/devastated expressions on shen yi's face (in the way of classic extradiegetic reaction shots, where the camera sees them—we see them—but none of the characters onscreen do) or, when du cheng does notice, he's immediately distracted by his actual job, and/or the fact that he doesn't really know how to help his partner, because lbr he has all the emotional intelligence of a pony.

one more mini-story in three parts, and then i really will put a sock in it:

shen yi: why, what did i do. why are you looking at me like that

2. du cheng: bc you just lied your whole entire face off with alarming unsettling proficiency, since when are you that good at being dishonest

3. shen yi: hehe

in an earlier episode we also saw shen yi shouting at a suspect in the interrogation room, so convincingly that afterwards du cheng admits, you scared me. lol! says shen yi in carefree manner, i learned that from you! haha! agrees everyone, and they go about their business.

but ghastly things keep happening to and near him. at least once per episode, shen yi makes a face like this, because people are jumping off cliffs in front of him or abruptly smashing things with hammers or just lashing out with all kinds of antisocial behaviors in his vicinity:

to be fair, he has other expressions. for instance he also repeatedly employs his patented creepy ruthless smile, of the "i am going to fuck you up" variety, an expression reserved especially for criminals:

as well, i'm also leaving out all the ridiculously adorable/domestic scenes with him and du cheng, in which they share candy, roast each other about assorted nonsense, briefly co-parent a child, and, you know. are just generally disgustingly married. but that's a different meta.

also, admittedly du cheng does SAY things. he says, "are you still having trouble sleeping," he says "do i not care about you?" and "don't push yourself so hard" and "if you run into troubles, don't try to take them on alone." (i am sparing you all these screenshots since this is a meta about shen yi but trust me i have carefully accumulated every single shred of evidence in which du cheng is protective.) but, as frequently as du cheng expresses concern, he also just keeps clapping shen yi on the shoulder in a brotastic way and then strolling out. which i fear is just not going to be adequate. ("i don’t think this is literally papyrus. maybe that was the starting point but they clearly modified it?" "well whatever they did, IT WASN'T!! ENOUGH!!")

i leave you with two final images of shen yi, seen here continuing to be very much Not Okay, and to quote the bernie meme, i am ONCE AGAIN ASKING YOU, drama, is anyone going to care enough about this man to stop him going over the edge of the cliff with Evil Art Critic Eugenicist Moriarty Weasel Man? because he will, he will do it. because he's lonely and he's misunderstood and he's—

[cane comes out and drags me offstage]

[taffybear]

random list of my bay Leo headcanons ❤

working on Raph next! let's see how many ideas i get lol

also opening my inbox for writing (and perhaps even drawing) requests! feel free to drop me an ask <3

literally loves mitski and mac demarco. he likes very indie hopeless romantic type music, it's literally hilarious to catch him just vibing in his feels

SECRETLY HAS PINTEREST BAHAHAHAHA but just for finding poetry and looking at bonsai trees. Mikey found out (like he doesn't have pinterest too??) and they all ended up making fun of him for it to the point where Leo debated deleting the app but ended up forgetting about it.

very specific but he has this unique type of love language where he'll ask you something and without any further questions he will go get or accomplish whatever he hinted at. for example, y'all will just be hanging out, and he'll go, "are you hungry?" and if you just as much nod your head hesitantly he will run to the kitchen and make you a 3 course meal. or, he'll just ask you if you're cold, and if you say yes he brings you a heater and a blanket. he doesn't ask things like, "can i get you a water?" he'll just ask if you're thirsty and go from there.

has the most gorgeous handwriting on the planet. this beautiful cursive print that is lowkey unreadable but so aesthetically pleasing. at first you were shocked but as you got to know him it made lots of sense, literally probably his biggest hobby is just remembering some random thing and then spending weeks straight perfecting it until it's natural for him. he loves to challenge himself to be perfect at literally anything, and his hand writing is one of those instances.

HE'S LITERALLY A VIRGO GUYS HE IS THE DEFINITION OF A VIRGO OH MY GOD

speaks fluent japanese OF COURSE but his brothers don't know it as well as he does (they all know a little at least) and he'll curse them out quietly in japanese behind their backs.

Leo wouldn't say he had a favorite brother of course but he definitely prefers Don's presense over the others. they always go to each other first when they have a problem or just want to rant, and they have a bunch of inside jokes.

after Donnie, Leo's the biggest insomniac. he gets nightmares a lot unfortunately, and most times when he wakes up he physically can't go back to sleep. literally Mikey will get up for a glass of water at 5:37 in the morning and Leo is up doing flips.

very random, but Leo is AWFUL at math. he meant to learn at some point but the time passed and he missed the boat. ofc math is Don's second language and Mikey and Raph couldn't care less (but somehow Mikey always guesses the right answers without doing the correct work??) but Leo is lowkey embarrassed that he struggles with it so much. he can do basic math and most things that come up in daily life like practical equations, but anything past times tables and division he is cannot understand. if you come over and need help on your math homework he will try his HARDEST to help you but ultimately he's completely clueless.

always takes bugs outside. if the creepy crawly is creepy enough or makes you screech, he'll whip it with his katana but normally he'll take the time to scoop it up in his hands (literally no fear) and walk it outside calmly.

literally LOVES doing chores. it's like a form of self care for him. folding laundry, sweeping, mopping, washing the dishes, organizing the dojo, he'll literally put on some music and go to town. when he visits you he will literally just start straightening things up and picking things off of the floor. he hates having nothing to do so he'll just ask for something he can clean while y'all chit chat.

incredibly flexible. he can bend every which way, sit comfortably in a split for hours, can bend over IN HALF and grab the back of his legs--he's literally maxed out on flexibility. but splits training is his private time so unless you sneak you won't catch a glance. but when you do, in between of sliding dojo doors, it is... something. like excuse me sir how tf doesn't that hurt your bAWLLS

smells like lavender. dead serious his signature scent is lavender. it's not like he wears cologne or anything, he just lights a lot of lavender incense and candles to the point where if someone even steps foot in his room they walk out aroma-fied.

everyone in the fandom has their personal opinion of who's the best cook and who's the worst cook of the four, and it is finally time for my hot take of the century. i think Leo is by far the best chef, and Raph is the one who can't even make toast right. a lot of people say Mikey is the chef of the family, which i agree with, he enjoys cooking and baking very much, but this doesn't mean the food he makes is good 💀💀💀 he trusts himself over any recipe and so he just throws in whatever he feels like. Leo can't stand being in the kitchen while Mikey is cooking, his ocd can't stand it. this said, you'd think this would mean the guys prefer Leo's cooking over Mikey's but fact is Leo is such a perfectionist he will spend hours working on a meal it's past 11 by the time he's done. and he doesn't take requests, he only makes what he wants and then on top of that the healthnut version. he makes sushi a lot and goes crazy when you bring him salmon.

IS SUCH A DORK BAHAHAHA if you even so much MENTION a book or a show he likes he will blabber for HOURS about it. he knows every single fact there is to know about star trek it is insane. you amuse him not because you're interested of course but he is just so damn adorable when he's talking about something he enjoys (which he rarely gets the chance to without being made fun of LMAO)

[longing-for-rain]

I think you're wrong saying that zutara is a ship exclusively by women for women while kataang is only liked by sexist men. There's a lot of support for zutara on site like 4chan of all places. If anything, men prefer to self insert as the "giga Chad" zuko than the "beta male" aang

Meanwhile the vast majority of kataang fanart I've seen where drawn by women, just like zutara.

I never said that it’s exclusively shipped by women, just that women tend to prefer it.

And you’re right, but you’re biased based on where you’re looking. Male dominated sites like 4chan are exactly that…male dominated. Any fandom stuff you find there is almost certain to be created by men. You’ll also find that the way men interact with fandom is either very canon centric or fetishistic. I’ve actually run into some of those “giga Chad Zuko” types and the funny thing about them is, some of them hadn’t even watched the show. It was based on appearances only, and yeah, knowing nothing about the characters, men will often choose to self insert as the manly hot one for their nasty rule34 fantasies. You’ll also just as commonly see kataang (I’ve seen some absolutely disgusting kataang shit), as well as Zuko shipped with every other female character (including his mother and sister) in those types of environments because it’s purely appearance based. It’s just a bunch of creepy men drawing their self insert with their crush.

On the flip side, (non-pornographic) fan art is almost always drawn by women, especially if you’re on a site like tumblr or twitter. That’s true for any ship.

What I have noticed, however, is that on forums like Reddit that are also very male centered, kataang is always most popular. And it’s very easy to see why—Aang as a character was literally designed for young boys to project onto. He represents a character the target demographic of the show in 2005 (young boys) are supposed to relate to. This also results in the (male) writers giving him “relatable” struggles such as not being liked back by a crush. Her feelings aren’t centered because they are not relatable nor important to this target demographic. Then, these men who saw the show as boys grow up and retain that relatability aspect, and feel somehow emasculated by the idea of “the girl” choosing a different man. This is why kataang has historically been criticized as a male centered ship, because the whole dynamic and narrative surrounding it is based around this male fantasy of bothering your crush and being such a NiceGuy that she *has* to like you back eventually. Like I said, it was literally written that way, to be relatable to middle school aged boys.

Female kataang shippers are a whole other can of worms, but let’s just say they’re basically the BoyMoms of fandom. My precious baby can do no wrong, he’s a literal angel, nothing is ever his fault, telling him no is bullying, girls who get upset with him are just lying b*tches trying to destroy his life, etc. etc.

[dsknsk]

I feel like the very concept of E.G.O Corrosion isn't talked enough about (maybe due to their hair nearly always remaining) but just stop and realize how creepy it is.

So, picture the following.

You are going into battle, together with your allies. Both you and them are armed and skilled, even if you don't always know what you will be facing. For emergency cases, your superior has given you something called E.G.O. And to gain it, you had to come into contact with...something. Something clearly not human. Something that you don't fully understand, but you know that it behaves with a totally different logic and morality than what you consider familiar. They call it an 'Abnormality', after all.

But somehow, you resonated with it. It was like something from deep inside of you accepted it. Like you felt what it felt. Maybe it was its struggles that particularly moved you. Or just everything it stood for.

You don't know. Either way, it resulted in you being able to synchronize with it, just for a moment, transforming you to draw out its powers to fight with. It's like a short while that you cooporate, it agreeing with you just for a moment.

And yes, it talks to you.

Usually, it's in the background and you can easily drown it out with your own thoughts. And you only talk back when you're using E.G.O. But it's there. You feel a bit mentally drained after using E.G.O too, so you prefer not to use it too often.

At first, the fight goes just about okay. You start to think that you'll get this cleared together anytime soon. Your allies are fighting next to you, and everytime they happen to win a clash, your mind brightens up a little, boosting your own confidence in turn.

But then.

One of your allies fails a clash, and their punishment is harsh. The enemy doesn't seem to stop their assault on them, staggering them and beating them into a pulp. And then, you've lost them.

You know that in the end, you'll all be brought back, but it nonetheless takes a toll on you. Your mind blurs, and you find yourself losing your focus much more often. At the very least, you see that your allies aren't doing so well, either.

It doesn't take long before things go from bad to worse, and your mind can't take it anymore. The voice of the Abnormality you resonated with rings in your head still, but now, you can't bring yourself to suppress it anymore. Your mind is too weary to do such a thing.

So you allow for it to swallow you whole.

Your consciousness falls into a dark abyss, your body warping as the Abnormality takes over, speaking through your mouth, with your voice. You've lost all common sense and couldn't care less for arbitrary things like 'ally' or 'enemy'. Why do they matter, anyway? You can't bring yourself to think about it.

So you lash out. You let it lead for you, letting it run wild with free reign. Your body is changed, cruelly contorted into...something that they stare at in horror. The cries and desperate shouts of those around you don't reach you anymore. It's all clouded over, until...

You're back.

Still in a daze but also not, you feel that you can think for yourself again. You're not doing great, but you're not going off the deep end like just then either. You now know what you just did - the looks on your allies' faces tell you enough. And even now the voice is back to being just slight background noise, your acts just then will always feel like it was on some level, your own.

There's no time to think about that, though. For the battle hasn't yet ended.

[gregrulzok]

I wonder how much Izuru still shows through in Hajime. And how noticeable it is.

I've always thought of it as a kind of state-of-mind thing.

Like, most of the time, he's just Hajime. Regular, ordinary Hajime, short-tempered and sarcastic and still so caring. Still the same guy that gets wrapped up in the dumbest shenanigans because as much as he likes to quip, he doesn't like saying no to others. And he's taking care of all of them, taking care of the island trying as hard as he can to ensure everyone's recovery and health.

But there's something unsettling about it, the way he picks up new skills with such speed and grace - there's usually a bit of a learning curve on things he's never tried before, sure, and he can't quite outclass anyone in their own talent ... But still, it's a bit intimidating to know that whatever you're struggling with he could probably do blindfolded.

And it's the little things, too. He's not quite the same Hajime he was before. Before he was awkward, and kind of clumsy. Now he never stumbles. He never forgets a word, or misspells one, or mispronounces something. He never spills his drink or stubs his toe. He avoids drawing lots and playing rock paper scissors, when the others are divvying up chores with games of chance he won't participate. If offered, he'll just wave them off and say he'll take care of whatever chore it is - and he plays it off like he's just trying to be helpful, but they know why he's dodging it, they know that no one but maybe Komaeda could ever win against him.

And then, sometimes, when he's focused on a difficult task, they can see it setting in. His eyes glaze over, and his hands work unnaturally quickly, effortlessly. His expression falls, his posture stiffens, and he's lifeless, listless, mechanical. And it's creepy, it's unsettling, but they know that when he's done he'll just smile and go back to being just Hajime.

And rarely, very rarely, he's not doing a difficult task when it happens. He isn't doing anything. One of them will walk into a room looking for him, and immediately sense that something is just ... Off.

He's sitting there, still, not occupying himself with anything, staring off into the distance. Expressionless, motionless. And when they talk to him ... He responds as normal. He talks quickly and jokes and makes facial expressions as if nothings wrong - but as soon as the interaction is over he falls again, goes still, and they can tell he's just putting on an act to not make it weird for them.

And when he's left alone, he'll go about his daily tasks. He'll finish them far too quickly. He won't initiate conversation, won't join on any group activities. They know they can interact with him and he'll act normal, but even the act just feels creepy with the knowledge of what's behind it.

And it's unfair, really, to call that Izuru. Because it's still Hajime, there's no memory loss or dissociation or anything like that - it's Hajime, just the same. But it's creepy to think that the same guy that was laughing along with one of Kazuichi's stupid jokes or trying to comfort Mikan through a panic attack an hour ago is suddenly so dead in the eyes. They still call him Hajime, still treat him as normally as they can, but it's hard, mentally, not to think of it as a different person altogether.

It's temporary though. Just a mood. A state of mind he gets in and out of, rarely and for a short time. He comes back around eventually and it's visible, watching the light flow back into his eyes.

And then he's just Hajime again, regular, ordinary Hajime.

[meeks-just-wants-to-scroll]

hi 🐊 me again

i figured id ask soneone who actually gives a rats ass about colm since most of my pals dont lol ^-^ last ask posted gave me the push to ask

i think a lot about kieran describing colms happiness as "a ray of sunshine" when speaking about him at the campfire. of course it could just mean that kieran isnt being treated horribly, and thats a ray of sunshine to the him, but i like to think his standards are a little higher even if they never get met.

ive always liked to imagine it as actually meaning something, at least to kieran. its lead me to believe that in an ideal world, kieran was moreso colms personal errand boy rather than just the gangs as a whole, that would make all of the o'driscolls recognizing him make sense. and that would also make the "sunshine" line make more sense too, if kieran was colms own little whipping boy, they would probably have a slightly closer relationship than most. after all, during the camp raid in chapter 1, we do see kieran directly grabbed snd hit by colm.

but im mostly curious about your thoughts on it all, especially as someone whos colm brained (i am trying to get myself there honestly ^-^). id looooove to know your interpretation of that line and what it says about the o'driscoll leader !! its always stuck out to me considering how little they try to humanize colm elsewhere for most of the game, and kieran says it with so much energy that youre stuck believing him.

Oh man, I am glad to get this ask because I love colm discussions. I kind of lagged on answering this because I wasn’t sure if I could actually bring a lot of interesting stuff up to talk about. Colm had so little screen time that it’s hard for me to get a grasp.

Okay. So… sunshine… ☀️

When Kieran said this it immediately made me think of cyclical abuse tactics where there is a period of good treatment followed by destruction.

I believe Colm is much the same as Dutch with having the ability to draw people in and stick with a commonality + a common goal. The O’D are drawn together by the commonality of being Irish heritage (despite Colm being American but has an Irish name). Their common goal is money and the outlaw freedom to do bad and feel invincible in numbers.

Colm doesn’t put a lot of 1:1 time with his gang so I can’t assert how he treats the rest of the gang (likely like a distant boss). But I can make a guess how he treats his close circle of people based off of Kieran’s dialogue.

Why is Kieran selected to stick with the gang? That deserves its own post, but let’s pretend Colm took a liking to Kieran and let him be the personal whipping boy; Someone who showed he was malleable enough to not put up a fight when bossed around (and disposable).

As for the sunshine, I think that could be Kieran recalling the times Colm had treated him well. Not just “he didn’t punch me today. Yay!” But 1:1 personal attention that is so far from what Colm usually does for the rest that it makes Kieran feel on top of the world. Of course he isn’t actually treated well, but it is that friendly talking and ease of laughter that makes Kieran almost forget it’s not sincere.

I think Kieran would be touch starved, and Colm knows this, so he uses brief kind gestures of touch to persuade Kieran. This is me being me but I rlly like Colm touching people’s hair. It is such an invasive and personal thing to do but also 🗣️♥️head scratches and getting your hair played with feels nice‼️♥️. It’s that dissonance between “this is creepy but also I haven’t been shown kindness since my parents died.”

It’s compared to sunshine because Colm’s nice attention is like being singled out by the sun in a cold mountain. It is a spotlight.

The flip side of “when he’s angry, it’s like the devil is upon you” is harder for me to define. I sometimes struggle with media analysis when it comes to imagining things I don’t get to clearly see in the media. Leaving stuff to the imagination is powerful, but I need something of substance to bite into for me to analyze.

I feel like Colm’s anger can be unpredictable. He has the men power and persistence to extend his anger not just to you when he is before you, but to you at all times. I don’t think Kieran was only paranoid, I think he had good reason to fear every moment he was being watched. The one time he let down his guard, he was snatched. There are also letters across the game written by O’Driscolls where they make threats and allude to them stalking people.

Colm’s anger in person is hard to read. I don’t think he yells except in a few cases, he always whispers and talks in such an eerie way. Pardon me as I copy and paste what I told some friends on the topic of his voice…

“He talks in a way that fries my brain because I know I shouldn’t trust him and he DOES sound untrust worthy but I can’t get my claws into what specifically is setting off my radar.

[in blessed are the peacemaker] After the threatening “I liked Annabell” line, Colm is so ominously silent, drawing out the tension moments longer before he just???? Smiles and almost laughs. It’s so playful and harmless sounding (without the context of the situation). Such a fucking 180 and unseriousness. He also says ‘you’ve always liked the ladies,’ as if Colm knows how shallow and fast Dutch likes and falls out with women.

And then the ‘I like that about you,’ whisper is just… Colm. Very colmy. Just whispering something as if it’s some secret or to emphasize it.

Colm is incapable of going one sentence without changing his tone/delivery/pacing/breathiness all to throw off how to read him.

He talks like he is a three headed snake-rat-vulture chimera.”

He turns on a dime when talking to Kieran in Chapter 1 (mission Old Friend? I forgot the name). He holds an amicable conversation for a few moments before something suddenly cues Colm to grab Kieran and give him two quick slaps across the face, then shove him and yell at him. It’s brief, but Colm has been shown to have the capacity to get his hands directly on people, not just use his gang as an extension of his hands. I also want to mention the intentions detail of Colm being atop his horse and leaning down to talk to Kieran. Visual story telling/signifying rank and dynamic. Even when speaking amicably, Colm is in command.

I wish I had more research in my brain of manipulation tactics that would lead to this, but I do think Colm either keeps easy to influence people or already morally corrupt people in his ranks so they’ll easily align with him when he is angry. Hence Kieran mentioning how “he’s mad. And you’re upset and you don’t know why… as long as it isn’t directed at you, you don’t care!”

^ I believe what I am talking about are “Flying Monkeys” in the context of psychology and narcissists. Brief rehashing of what TheraminTrees taught me but it’s when people knowingly or unknowingly are recruited by narcissists to extend their influence / control beyond direct interactions.

I don’t think just anyone could be slotted into Colm’s gang and especially not his close ring of people. That man had an eye for picking people who will easily follow and carry out his bidding.

I don’t think the game could have humanized him a whole lot outside of one of his abuse victims briefly mentioning how colm had moments of good treatment. As the audience (extra: as the audience looking through Arthur’s eyes), there is no good way the game could have made ups sympathize or respect Colm because we ourselves aren’t the kind of people who would believe the sickly sweet lies Colm drip feeds to keep his men by his side.

I do like how they managed to at least briefly allude to a “kind” side to Colm. It would have been so easy to paint Colm as a black and white bad man with no redeeming traits (and I am sure that’s how some fans see him if they missed or ignored Kieran’s camp interaction). But that tiny mention makes him so interesting to me.

As much as I hate how little screen time he got, that’s in character for him. He is elusive, he is hard to read, he is contradictory in how he talks (sounding so humored one minute and deathly silent the next). He is… so. God damn. Slimy.

I love Colm as a character so much it is actually driving me ballistics.

SIGHHHH LONG ANALYSIS BUT ANYWAYS thank you for sending this ask this was a good use of like…. Two hours.

[mintmoth]

Your oc's are so cool!! It's such a surreal feeling to get back into a fandom and wake up up find that one of my favorite artists is also there. Say, quick question do you plan on making executions for your oc's or do they survive? Well whatever you do I hope you'll have fun with it and as always remember to be well hydrated and take breaks, I hope your doing well mint.

BXDISBSK OH HELLA!! Also thank you 😭😭 I'm glad you're enjoying my silly dr2 art and my oc planning lmao

Honestly I was originally planning on having only 2 ocs specifically because I wanted one to kill the other in order to maintain the same group of survivors in the end lmao. I'm still trying to fully work out the setup and inevitable execution because the plot writing for dr2 is really tight and well progressed imo, so I feel like adding anything would weaken it-

BUT I'm also just having fun and being silly so I know it doesn't have to be perfect it just needs to let me have fun really lmao

I'll add a readmore but I'll ramble about each of them a little if anyone has any interest

First up is the first one I made, Haruka (forgive all of their basic bitch Japanese names, I can't do the fun wordplay to the level I wish) they're the ultimate ballerina, and by extension also nonbinary kind of feminine leaning androgynous but can be masc if needed because they can do any kind of role required of them for a performance

When they're tossed into the dr2 mix they'd probably be found being a third wheel to the dynamic duo that is Akane and Nekomaru, since they're also technically more athletic and would be stretching and practicing every day. I want to sit down sometime and draw them and Akane engaged in a flexibility battle and Kazuichi walking in on them and screeching because they look so creepy

Haruka is planned to be a murderer and I'll definitely get some drawings out once I flesh out my concepts for their execution more

Next up is Nao! She's the ultimate sharpshooter and yes that is a little vague but it's because this includes bows and such on top of typical guns. Hell, she probably even does well with throwing stuff if there's enough focus

With the dr2 cast she'd be mostly a friend to Ibuki and Kazuichi, their eccentricities are endearing to her, plus if either of them just want to ramble about something they're working on she's gonna listen for hours. Honestly they're such a movie night squad to me. Also post game I feel like she's like a girl in the same way I still see Kazuichi a guy, like in the vaguest terms cuz they're both just Themselves and are gonna have fun with it now since they're apart from society. Ibuki isn't included only since I feel like she'd struggle less, but this is the bi/pan gender fuckery trifecta of the group to me

Oh yeah and Haruka kills her. I've got the death already planned out and ideally I wanna do a cg style emulation for it but idk if I can swing it lmao I'm not very good at style emulation tbh

And last but not least is Tōru. I didn't plan on her existing so idk how I'm gonna get rid of her in time for the end hmm. But she's the ultimate tattoo artist and has the most fleshed out backstory of the three but it's embarrassing and I know it LMAO

Basic run down- and stick with me here- she lives with family that work under the Kuzuryu clan, so she's done a lot of sick yakuza tats, partially because of her skill and mostly because this shit is so good that her tattoos have like, an "aura" that influences the viewer a little. So these dudes have extra intimidating tattoo bullshit going on- BUT ANYWAYS so things start and she can recognize Fuyuhiko and Peko and knows what's up with them, but neither of them have officially met her so she's like "oh thank fuck they have no idea that I know who they are I'm gonna avoid these assholes like the PLAGUE"

But of course that won't hold forever but it just makes me laugh like chapter 3 Fuyuhiko trying desperately to be kinder to everyone like "yeah, maybe I'll see if you're good enough to tattoo me some day" and she's choking on her drink because Haha About That-

But yeah hopefully I can rope one of my friends into having their oc knock her off because I think that would be funny like, getting down on one knee please kill my oc tragically

[jev-urisk]

Writing thrupples with a 'hinge', from someone who falls asleep in the middle every night.

A hinge thrupple is where two people are dating the same person, but not one another. So, not a triangle.

I don't know any thrupples with a childish Jacob-Edward rivalry over the 3rd person (annoying, overplayed)

I don't know any always lovey-dovey thrupples where the two suitors don't do anything outside constantly showering their 3rd with affection (honestly a bit creepy to me)

I'm bi/pan and nonbinary/fluid. My partners are a big burly cis dude and a tall snarky androgynous lesbian, they're not at all attracted to one another. Sexuality/gender plays a big part in dynamics and what I'm called (one calls me Wife and the other calls me Boyfriend).

Many poly peeps set out with intention to have multiple partners, my situation happened accidentally with some help from my autism. Basically I fell in love with two people like the movies but instead of drama I had an honest conversation and they both agreed to try it out. 🤷

I call both my partners 'babe' which in hindsight maybe I should've used 'hun' for one of them, but it's also so cute when I say babe and have two people turn to me. ❤️ They do have some unique, less appropriate pet names tho.

So so so much communication is needed to make sure you're on the same page as your partners. Google calendar helps, as do chore charts. I have 2 date nights a week, one for each partner. Holiday plans are discussed months ahead of time.

Relationships develop at different speeds! One partner may be ready for a milestone a month in, a different partner may be ready for the same milestone in 4 years.

So many perks! Splitting bills, splitting chores, coordinating when emergencies happen, and VOTING! With 3, the discourse for deciding anything from what to eat to what color to paint a room is SO much quicker.

I think the biggest difficulty was getting over my fear that I was doing something wrong, that I was selfishly drawing 2 people into something that would end in heartbreak. I was also afraid my partners wouldn't get along. 😵‍💫

Minor difficulties include deciding who to take for events that are +1 only, remembering who we've come out to, and getting crushed in the middle of the night when both partners roll towards the center of the bed where I sleep. 🪦

I can only be legally married to 1 partner where I live, but my other partner hates the idea of doing joint taxes so 😂 when we have a wedding one day, we're going to get legal permissions to, say, visit me in the hospital when I'm dying and call it good.

Yes, I can have another wedding and it will be just as beautiful and symbolic as the one that included legal paperwork.

Only two people can be on a marriage certificate, but three people can be on a mortgage! We've jointly owned a house for almost a year and a half and it's been so much work but so nice to have our privacy.

My partners get jealous of one another, that's normal. They know to communicate that feeling with me so I can give them some 1 on 1 time or special attention.

If me and one of my partners are struggling in our relationship, I DONT vent to my other partner and just give a basic 'I'm working through something with X right now'. I know too many polycules that have become a drama mosh-pit. 😓

My partners can be friends, or lovers, or simple acquaintances but THEY decide that and I don't push them to do anything except communicate when needed. My partners are introverts and it's taken years for them to build up their platonic relationship lol

Yes, I do occasionally get double-teamed in sexy ways (less than you'd think). 90% of the double-teaming I get is both of them calling me short or agreeing that I'm cute when I'm angy about trivial things, though. 😾

My partners now consider each other metamores, friends, and team-mates. My lesbian partner calls my male partner their 'husband in-law' sometimes, particularly when they want something from him.

Sometimes my partners bicker and I think it's cute bc it means they've become very comfortable with each other. If they have an actual issue I just encourage them to talk about it/I don't try to fix it for them.

We generally live a comfy, laid-back life and do all the mundane things you'd expect of mid-twenties to early-thirties folk- raising two dogs, fixing the sink, caving and ordering taco bell, forgetting to make that appointment, griping about the economy, bringing home plants, watching birds fight over the bird feeder, and sleeping in on the weekends. We just do it with 3. ☘️

Extra note: Polygamy is a term used in religious and male-centric plural partner situations. We use polyamory, polyfidelity, harem (jokingly), and thrupple to describe ourselves. Maybe some use polygamy and like it, but where we live (Utah) the term is generally reserved for fundentalist mormons.

There's probably a lot more to say, so maybe this is just a part 1. Feel free to ask me questions or comment with your own hinge experience (or tell me about your thrupple ocs)!

[kuni-is-daddy]

Ive been reading a lot of yan!scara fics but i was thinking.. how would scara be with a yandere s/o???

Boss! Scaramouche X yandere Assistant/Bodyguard reader PART 2?

OoF. that made my brain stop while i was just 'struggling' writing something anon. U CURED MY WRITERS BLOCK.

where we last left off in the "boss scara series" you confessed to him and made the first move. the both of you began to truly cling onto eachother. but what if y/n finally shows their obsessive behavior..

Scara ranting to childe :((

CAPI'S NOTE: IM TRAUMATIZED. PART 1 GOT A COMMUNITY LABEL :/ now I have to be a little nice in the smut parts. Any advice on how to avoid it is appreciated :)

AM I FREAKING OUT FOR NO REASON? GN😭❌ ITS 12:13AM

BOSS! SCARA. PART1

Part3!

AMAZING ART

Scara masterlist

WORDS 1.2K

MINORS DO. NOT. INTERACT.❌❌❌

Sparring:

i feel like reader would start acting a bit creepy, Like for example Scara would usually just have you wait outside the building for him to come back from changing his attire back into his suit after you two 'spar' but reader insisted to wait for him 'outside the changing room' Scara thought you we're trying to act like a tease as usual and say things around 'hmm? You wanna see more my pet?' or even down right have you suck him off in his personal changing room. When it comes to sparring your always giving him such praise for his strength, its not everyday or..at all. where someone can surpass you of all people. but you just couldnt EVER wrap your head around him~ "Your so strong master~ I never expect anyless from you" You'd both usually spar for around 5+ rounds but scara started to feel..Different about it.

Fighting/Missions:

"Tsk. Another boring ass day coming to aclose.." He'd say while turning off his favorite song, bohemian rhapsody. He adjusts his tie while opening the door to see you with a big smile on your face. With his already needed paperwork you got from his 'bestie' childe. "The fuck is all this?" "Its your paperwork for the week master~ I already filled it all out for you and childe helped me-" He snatched it away from you." "Alright shit..You dont have to act like such a fucking nerd y/n."

The both of you walked through narukami island, through the outskirts to inazuma city while a bunch of nobushi tried to ambush you. With one swift draw of your weapon you murdered them all in one blow. Scara barely shifted his eyes away from his paper. Only to see your bloodthirsty smile as the nobushi rogue samurai began to cough up blood. He was use to seeing and experiencing reactions like this due to him always being around childe when they train within the abyss. But you. Something was off about you lately.

Scara would purposely drag you into the abyss when its usually just him and childe. He whispered to childe, pointed at a group of abyss creatures and said that they 'are after him' and the both of them would watch as you rabidly charged at his 'enemys' like a dog. Blood splatters all over your suit as you laughed at their pathetic attempts to try and get a free hit at you.

Childe

"Hey comrad! How are ya' today?" The ginger said while sitting next to you in the hallway waiting room. "IM great childe! Me and kuni went out to eat today and it was so much fun. Have you seen the way he fights childe? The way he pulls out his katana..." You daydreamed and ranted off about scaramouche to childe. The both of you shared the same bloodthirsty perspective, Weather over your s/o or just in general. But little did you know he put on a happy face infront of you. Scara asked him to 'spy' on you and ask about what the two of you did today and hear your reaction.

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"Childe something is up with y/n. I dont know why the fuck they keep acting like that."

"Like what? Dont you usually have the same type of attitude scara.. Dont you Like that?"

"Ugh. I knew talking to you was going to be pointless. Childe, I dont know who is more of a fucking burden. You or Y/N."

Then they suddenly heard you knocking on the door. "Kuni!! Are you in their kuni!"

"the fuck-" Scara said under his breath. He halfly opened the door as childe kept quiet.

"Mmm~ master there you are.. I was hoping you could help me with my sparing tonight." You began to open the door farther and push at his tie. "No. im fucking busy." He removed your hand. "Kuni..But your always busy. And didnt i already help you finish your work today?" He sighed at your perseverance. "Y/n. One day im gonna fucking fire you if you keep pissing me off. And the fuck has been up with you lately?" "N-Nothings wrong kuni! I-im sorry. I just wanted to spend more time with you.." That was all you needed to hear to severely apologize for bothering him and went 'home'

"Well shit. Comrad ill leave this up too you :D -" the ginger patted the short mans shoulder and walked towards the door.

"where the fuck are you going?"

"Im going home-"

He looked at childe with a dead expression.

"Hey listen. If this is really a problem to you, Just get rid of y/n. Your stronger then them right? Problem solved."

"Im not going to fucking kill them."

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Y'all do it 🤪

scara would obviously feel some sort of way about your sudden change in behavior But be entertained at this 'game' he'd play with you. You came off so sweet and well put together. you would apologize and blush at the littlest of things but now you we're addicted to him. You murdered with no hesitation, Every thought you had was about him. You'd send nude pictures of yourself, Even videos to him while he was at meetings of you fingering yourself. But it was nothing he couldnt handle. He knew how to always put you in your place, He already surpassed you in everyway. He was stronger then you and certainly had you wrapped around his finger. He threatened to fire you hundreds of times just to see how fucking scared and how'd much you beg but never did fire you unlike everyone else, Yet every single time your heart would skip a beat at the word. Leaving kuni was something you never wanted to happen. Ever. Kuni concluded that he'd have fun with you for as long as he wanted. He knew dam well you weren't going anywhere unless he chose.

his phone rang.

"What?" Scara answered in annoyance.

"K~kuni i~" He was greeted to the sound of you moaning "im- F-fuck~ Im s' sorry for earlier. Can i be your good pet and make it up for you daddy? Im waiting for you at home"

Scara went to his penthouse and when he opened the door to his room, while taking off his tie. You we're putting on a show for him, face down ass up with 2 of your fingers going back and forth inside your wet hole. "Kuni~ your home....P-please~ I want you inside of me~" "Oh yeah? Is my little slut that desperate f' me?" He took no time taking off his belt and shoving his pants aside to stuff his cock inside of you.

[lord-of-the-muses]

Nightly Entanglements

Pairings : Wednesday Addams x Enid Sinclair x Female Reader (who is an Infp-t)

A/N : Its a little bit of a long tale.

The length of a tale is of little consequence when the content is rich with intrigue and the macabre. For a good story must be allowed to unfurl, like the vines that climb up the walls of a forgotten manor, their tendrils reaching out for the light that has long since been extinguished. And so it is with this tale, dear reader, that we invite you to delve deeper into the shadowy recesses of our characters' lives, to uncover the secrets that they hold close to their chests, and to explore the depths of their desires, no matter how twisted or unconventional they may be. For in this world of darkness and mystery, there is no such thing as normal, and the only way to truly find oneself is to embrace the darkness that lurks within.

Wednesday and Enid's love for one another was delightful, but it wasn't always easy. Wednesday was a macabre lady, and her interests and hobbies were sometimes a little too intense for Enid. But Enid still adored Wednesday, even if she didn't always understand her.

Wednesday once surprised Enid by walking her to a cemetery at midnight. Enid was nervous, but Wednesday's calm demeanour put her at ease.

As they walked among the gravestones, Wednesday explained her fascination with death and the afterlife. Enid listened intently, even if some of the things Wednesday said made her shiver.

But even though she was a little scared, Enid loved seeing this side of Wednesday. She loved how passionate and knowledgeable she was about things that most people found macabre or unsettling. It was just another layer to the mysterious woman she loved.

And even though Enid sometimes struggled with the darker side of Wednesday's personality, she always found ways to show her love. She would leave little notes and drawings for Wednesday, or surprise her with a gift that she knew would make her smile.

In return, Wednesday showed her love in her own way. She would take Enid on long walks in the woods, showing her the beauty in the darkness. She would share her knowledge of all things spooky, and even introduce Enid to her family - who were just as eccentric as she was.

Enid, for her part, tried her best to embrace Wednesday's darker side. She would jump at the chance to explore a creepy abandoned building with her, even if it made her heart race. And while she may not have been as knowledgeable about death and the afterlife as Wednesday was, she loved learning from her and exploring this new side of herself.

"You know, I used to be afraid of places like this," Enid said, looking around nervously. "But now... I don't know, there's something thrilling about it."

Wednesday turned to look at her, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "I knew you had it in you, Enid," she said, her voice low and velvety.

Enid shivered, partly from the chill in the air and partly from the intensity of Wednesday's gaze. "I guess you bring out the dark side in me," she said, grinning.

Wednesday chuckled. "I suppose I do have a certain... allure," she said, leaning in closer to Enid.

Enid could feel her heart racing as Wednesday's breath ghosted over her cheek. "You know," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, "I may not be as knowledgeable about death and the afterlife as you are, but I love learning from you. Exploring this new side of myself with you... it's like nothing else."

Wednesday's eyes darkened, and Enid could tell she was pleased. "I'm glad to hear it," she said, her fingers trailing lightly over Enid's arm. "You know, I could teach you so much more. If you're willing to take the risk, that is."

Enid felt a thrill of fear and excitement course through her. She knew Wednesday was talking about something darker, something more dangerous than just exploring abandoned buildings. But she also knew that she trusted Wednesday, that she was willing to follow her into the shadows.

"Whatever it is, I'm in," she said, taking Wednesday's hand in hers.

Wednesday squeezed her hand, and Enid could feel the power thrumming through her. "Good," she said, a wicked gleam in her eye. "I think you'll find that the dark side can be... quite enjoyable."

Wednesday and Enid froze when they heard the sound of shoveling coming from the nearby cemetery. They exchanged a look, both curious and a little bit apprehensive.

"Should we investigate?" Enid asked, her eyes flicking towards the graves.

Wednesday nodded, her own eyes glinting with excitement. "Let's see what we have here," she said, motioning for Enid to follow her.

They made their way quietly through the rows of graves until they spotted Y/N, digging feverishly at a newly dug hole. She was muttering to herself, too focused on her task to notice the two girls watching her from the shadows.

"What do you think she's doing?" Enid whispered, her eyes wide.

Enid stepped on a twig, and it snapped under her foot. The sound echoed through the cemetery, causing Y/N to freeze mid-dig.

"What was that?" Y/N muttered, reaching for the flashlight in her pocket.

Enid cursed silently, realizing what she had done. She glanced over at Wednesday, who was already stepping out of the shadows with a smirk on her face.

"Relax, Y/N," Wednesday drawled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "We're not here to hurt you."

Y/N relaxed slightly when she saw who it was, but she was still on guard. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, holding up the flashlight to illuminate their faces.

"We were just passing through and heard some noise," Enid said quickly, coming up beside Wednesday with a grin on her face. "We were curious, so we came to investigate."

Y/N looked between the two of them, still a bit suspicious. "Investigate what?" she asked, her eyes narrowing.

Enid leaned in conspiratorially, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "We thought maybe you were digging up a body to add to your collection," she said, unable to resist a joke.

Wednesday chuckled at Enid's joke, and Y/N rolled her eyes. "I'm collecting grave dirt," she said, holding up the jar she had been filling.

Enid's eyes widened in surprise. "Grave dirt? What do you need that for?" she asked, genuinely curious.

Y/N hesitated for a moment, but then decided to trust them. "It's for a spell," she said, her voice low. "A protection spell, for myself and my family."

Wednesday's eyes glinted with interest. "What kind of spell?" she asked, moving closer to Y/N.

Y/N shifted uncomfortably, suddenly aware of how close Wednesday was to her. "I'd rather not say," she said, her voice a little bit shaky.

Enid noticed the tension between Wednesday and Y/N, and she grinned mischievously. "Oh, come on, Y/N," she said, nudging Wednesday with her elbow. "I bet Wednesday would love to know all about your dark magic."

Wednesday raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Enid's comment. "Dark magic?" she repeated, turning to Y/N with a sly grin. "I'm all ears."

Y/N looked at them with a mixture of surprise and confusion, unsure of how to react to their sudden appearance. Wednesday, sensing the tension, decided to break the silence.

"Collecting grave dirt, you say? That's quite an interesting hobby," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Y/N glared at her, clearly not amused. "It's for my spells," she replied, her tone curt.

"Why?" Wednesday asked, arching a perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

"It's for a spell," Y/N explained, feeling her cheeks heat up at the thought of having to explain her Wiccan practices to the two girls.

"A spell?" Enid echoed, her eyes lighting up with interest. "Do tell."

Y/N hesitated for a moment, unsure if she wanted to share her personal beliefs with the girls, but something in their expressions told her that they were genuinely curious and not judgmental.

It's a protection spell," she finally explained. "I'm trying to protect someone I care about."

Enid and Wednesday shared a look, and Y/N could see the understanding and acceptance in their eyes. It was a feeling she had never experienced before, and it made her feel seen and heard in a way she had never felt before.

"That's really cool," Enid said, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "We could use some protection ourselves, with all the creepy stuff we get into."

Wednesday's lips twitched into a smirk as well, and Y/N couldn't help but feel drawn to the macabre beauty of the gothic girl.

"Maybe I could teach you a thing or two about protection spells," Y/N said, feeling a burst of confidence at the thought of sharing her knowledge with these two fascinating girls.

Enid and Wednesday both grinned at her, and Y/N felt a warmth spreading through her chest at the thought of getting to know them better. She still wasn't sure where this flirtation was going, but she was excited to find out.

Enid couldn't resist getting closer to Y/N. She took a step forward and reached out to play with her hair, twirling it around her fingers. "Do you want to come back to our dorm?" Enid asked with a sly smile.

Y/N blushed at the sudden attention from both Enid and Wednesday. She wasn't used to this kind of flirting, but she found herself drawn to their playful energy. "I don't know..." Y/N trailed off, her voice barely above a whisper.

Wednesday stepped closer to Y/N, closing the gap between them. "Oh, come on, Y/N," she purred, her voice low and husky. "We won't bite...unless you want us to."

Enid giggled at Wednesday's flirtatious comment and took another step closer to Y/N. "Yeah, we promise it'll be fun," she said, her voice laced with excitement.

Y/N bit her lip, her heart racing as she considered the invitation. She had always been a bit of a loner, but something about these two girls made her want to take a chance. "Okay," she finally said, a smile creeping across her face.

Wednesday's smirk widened, and she took Y/N's hand in hers. "That's what we like to hear," she said, leading Y/N and Enid towards their dorm room.

Enid and Wednesday couldn't resist teasing Y/N. Enid plopped down on her bed next to Y/N and exclaimed, "So, you're a dreamy artist type, huh? Do you spend all day staring out the window, lost in thought?"

Wednesday chimed in, "And let me guess, you have a diary filled with all your deepest, darkest feelings?"

Y/N blushed, feeling a bit embarrassed by their teasing, but couldn't help but laugh at their antics. "Well, maybe I do have a diary," she said, playing along. "But it's not filled with all my deepest, darkest feelings."

Y/N blushed, feeling a bit embarrassed by their teasing, but couldn't help but laugh at their antics. "Well, maybe I do have a diary," she said, playing along. "But it's not filled with all my deepest, darkest feelings."

Enid raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? What is it filled with then?"

Y/N smiled mischievously. "Mostly sketches of creepy monsters and weird plants. And the occasional angsty poem, of course."

Wednesday let out a low chuckle. "Now that's more like it. I knew there was a dark side to you."

Enid leaned in closer to Y/N, playing with one of her stuffed animals. "So, are you going to show us some of your sketches?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment before nodding, feeling a bit vulnerable but also excited to share her art with them.

As Y/N showed them some of her sketches, Wednesday and Enid watched in awe, impressed by her talent and the unique perspective she brought to her art. They also couldn't help but notice how her eyes would light up whenever she talked about a particular drawing, and they knew they had found a kindred spirit in Y/N.

Enid nudged Wednesday with a sly grin, "Looks like we found ourselves a fellow weirdo."

Wednesday smirked back. "About time. It was getting lonely being the only macabre one around here."

"There's this little cafe on the edge of town that has a beautiful garden in the back. It's perfect for a quiet date."

Wednesday raised an eyebrow. "A date?" she repeated, turning her gaze to Y/N. "Would you be interested in joining us, Y/N?"

Y/N's heart skipped a beat. "M-me?" she stammered, feeling her cheeks flush. "I-I mean, if that's okay with you guys..."

Enid and Wednesday exchanged a knowing smirk. "Of course it's okay," Enid said. "We wouldn't have asked if we didn't want you to come."

Wednesday nodded in agreement. "We're all weirdos here, remember? And besides, I think it'll be fun to have someone else to share our odd interests with."

Y/N couldn't help but smile at their words. It felt like she had finally found a place where she belonged. "Thank you," she said softly. "I'd love to come."

Enid clapped her hands excitedly. "Great! How about we meet up tomorrow afternoon?"

Wednesday nodded. "That works for me. Y/N, does that work for you as well?"

Y/N nodded eagerly. "Yes, that works perfectly!"

Enid draped her arm around Y/N's shoulders, pulling her close. "You're so cute when you're being all dreamy and shy," she teased.

Wednesday rolled her eyes, but there was a hint of amusement in her voice. "Leave her alone, Enid. She doesn't need you teasing her."

Enid pouted playfully. "Aww, come on, Wednesday. It's all in good fun." She turned to Y/N with a grin. "Right, sweetie?"

Y/N blushed, feeling overwhelmed by the attention. "Um, yeah. I guess so."

Wednesday stepped forward, placing a hand on Y/N's back. "Don't mind her. She's just trying to ruffle your feathers."

Enid shot her a look. "I am not!"

Wednesday chuckled. "Sure you're not. Anyway, Y/N, what do you feel like doing today? I was thinking we could check out that abandoned asylum on the outskirts of town."

Y/N's eyes widened. "Really? That sounds scary."

Enid grinned. "Don't worry, we'll protect you." She pulled Y/N into a tight hug.

Wednesday smirked. "Yeah, we wouldn't want anything bad to happen to our favorite dreamer."

Enid and Wednesday exchanged a knowing look, their unspoken agreement to look out for Y/N clear. They both knew that Y/N was special, and they were more than happy to shower her with love and affection.

Later next morning -

Enid and Wednesday quickly made their way towards Y/N as she ran away, tears streaming down her face. Enid grabbed Y/N's arm and pulled her towards her chest, while Wednesday stood protectively in front of them.

"What the hell happened?" Wednesday growled, her voice low and dangerous.

"Hey, hey," Enid cooed, running her hand through Y/N's hair.

Y/N sniffled and wiped her tears, "It's nothing, I'm fine."

"Like hell, you are," Enid snapped, her grip tightening around Y/N. "What did those vamps and sirens do to you?"

Y/N sniffled, wiping her eyes. "They were making fun of me, calling me a weirdo and a loner."

"Well, they're going to regret messing with you," Wednesday said, her eyes flashing with anger. "No one messes with our Y/N and gets away with it."

Enid nodded in agreement, "We're going to make sure they never bother you again."

Y/N felt a warmth spread through her chest at the protectiveness of her new lovers. "Thank you both, but I don't want any trouble."

"Don't worry about it," Wednesday said with a reassuring smile. "We've got your back."

Enid hugged Y/N again, "Always."

Enid leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Y/N's forehead, and Wednesday pulled her into a tight embrace. "We won't let anyone hurt you," she vowed.

Y/N smiled and felt grateful for having them in her life. They may be different from each other, but they had become her family in this strange world.

Enid's eyes flashed with fury as they landed on the group of vampires and sirens who were harassing Y/N in the cafeteria. "Those bastards," she muttered under her breath.

Wednesday's expression was equally grim. "We need to put an end to this."

Enid's fingers clenched into fists as she stepped forward, her wolf instincts urging her to protect Y/N. "I'll show them not to mess with one of our own."

Wednesday nodded in agreement. "Let's do this."

As they approached the group of vampires and sirens, the bullies sneered at them. "What do you want, freaks?"

Enid growled low in her throat, her eyes flashing amber. "You hurt Y/N. That's not something we take lightly."

The leader of the vampires laughed, "What are you, some kind of weird threesome? We didn't know you guys were polyamorous."

Enid's face twisted in anger as she took a step forward, her hand curling into a fist. "It's not about that, it's about respect. And you've clearly shown that you don't have any."

Wednesday's eyes narrowed as she stepped forward, placing a hand on Enid's arm to calm her down. "We won't tolerate any more bullying, do you understand? Or do we need to teach you a lesson?"

The vampires and sirens hesitated for a moment, but then one of the vampires lunged forward, fangs bared. Enid was quick to react, dodging the attack and delivering a swift kick to the vampire's gut.

Wednesday narrowed her eyes, her expression turning cold and calculating. Without a word, she strode forward and before anyone could react, she launched herself at the nearest vampire. The vampire stumbled back in surprise, but Wednesday was relentless, throwing punches with precision and skill.

Enid watched with a mixture of admiration and concern as Wednesday fought off the vampires and sirens. She knew how much Wednesday valued her independence, and how important it was for her to be able to take care of herself.

Meanwhile, Y/N watched in awe as Wednesday took down her attackers with such ease. She had never seen someone fight like that before. It was both terrifying and exhilarating.

As the last of the vampires and sirens fled the scene, Wednesday turned to Enid and Y/N, a fierce look of determination on her face. "We need to make it clear to them that we won't tolerate any more bullying or harassment. We're a family now, and we'll protect each other no matter what."

Enid nodded in agreement, a proud smile on her face. "Damn right we will. You were amazing, Wednesday."

Y/N stepped forward, her heart racing with a mix of fear and admiration. "I...I don't know what to say. You guys just saved me."

Wednesday's expression softened as she turned to Y/N. "You're one of us now. We protect our own."

Enid wrapped her arm around Y/N's shoulder, pulling her close. "And we spoil our own too," she added with a smirk, making Y/N laugh.

As Wednesday and Enid walked Y/N back to their dorm room, Wednesday couldn't help but feel protective of the new love interest they had found. As they reached the door, Wednesday turned to face Y/N, her hand reaching out to gently caress Y/N's cheek.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly, her gaze intense yet caring.

Y/N smiled at her, feeling a sense of comfort from the touch. "Yes, thank you both for coming to my rescue," she replied.

Enid moved closer, wrapping her arm around Wednesday's waist and resting her head on her shoulder. "We'll always have your back," she said with a soft smile.

Wednesday leaned in closer to Y/N, her breath hot against Y/N's ear as she whispered, "And I'll always keep you safe."

Y/N's heart skipped a beat at the words, feeling a warmth spreading through her body. Enid let out a soft chuckle, pulling both Wednesday and Y/N into a tight embrace.

"Welcome to the weirdo squad," she said with a grin.

Wednesday and Enid grinned back at Y/N. "Glad to have you," Enid said, pulling Y/N into a tight hug.

Wednesday stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on Y/N's cheek. "You know, we take care of our own," she said, leaning in to place a soft kiss on Y/N's lips.

Enid joined in, pressing a kiss to Y/N's other cheek. "And we definitely take care of our girlfriend," she said with a smirk.

Y/N's heart swelled with warmth and love as she returned the kisses, feeling completely at home with her new found weirdo family.

[radskull-69]

BOB X KIDNAPPED READER!

(Someone requested this and I was bored so why not?)

(Also idk how to do writing requests so if you wanted a mini story or some head cannons plz let me know-)

I feel it would have started when bob caught wind of you when you were going home or if you two already met, you’d probably only seen him once as he’s very shy! Stalking you from afar as he works the courage to kidnap- meet you. But once he’s got you in his arms he’ll be the only thing you ever see, that and the basement you’ll be living with him! Don’t worry, if your behaved he’ll let you around the house as long as he’s close by.

You’ll wake up to a chain on your ankle connected to a one person bed in a basement, both were cleaned long before you arrived by bob. He wanted everything to be in tip-top shape for you! He’d be sitting on a chair watching patiently for you to wake up, acting very excited when he sees your eyes flutter open. Maybe he put too much sleeping pills into the food?

Anyway, he’d get *very* touchy and hug you whatever chance he gets! He’d grope your fats and nuzzle into your face more often then not. Buy you sweets and sometimes a eye ball that was the same colour as yours! Something that remind him of you! Ain’t that sweet?

If you struggle against him he’d take it as not getting used to the sudden change in environment and getting antsy, like a cat! If you hit him *too* much he’ll get a bit frustrated. Don’t you see he’s just trying to show you some love?

He will tie you up snuggly and just hug you, rocking you while humming and petting your head until you calm down.

He’ll cook all your meals and be’d watching to make sure your getting fed! He’ll cook all your favourites just so he could see your smile again, (sometimes he’ll slip in a few human recipes-) He’d do anything to make you happy aside from letting you go, if you ask to leave too much he’ll get angry and punch the wall above your head out of anger. Hearing it crack under his fist would probably scare you into tears and he’d immediately feel sorry and comfort you. Saying thing such as ‘I’m sorry angel..’ or ‘I was just trying to prove my point.. I’m sorry’ yeah.. he’s not the best at apologising..

More often then not he’ll be sleeping in your bed next to you, or if you really don’t want him to, he can just sleep on the floor. What ever makes you comfortable. All the clothes you’ll be wearing will be his, but sometimes he likes to get you a cute lil dress to wear or suit to wear. He can’t resist dressing up his lil dolly~

When he comes home from ‘work’ (aka murdering people) he’ll likely come home angry or tired and just stomp down to the basement and flop on the bed beside you, laying you on his chest before promptly passing out. Times like these are usually the best times to escape, as he left the basement door wide open.

If your ever feeling bored he’ll get you things you like, you like drawing? BOOM now you got all the books and drawing supplies you’ll ever want (minus sharpeners and scissors etc) yuo like to read? BAM now you got enough books to fill a library, and if your scared of the dark it is or how creepy the basement looks he’ll get some fairy lights (making sure their put up high enough you can’t get them and hang yourself-) and buy some furniture and decorations to make you more in your new home! The action would’ve been sweet if not given the situation…

When he finally lets you out of the basement after being so good for him he’ll *always* be by your side, incase you hurt yourself or try to run away. Good thing all the windows and the doors were securely locked. He didn’t like the bright sunlight anyway..

Later he’ll even let you go into the kitchen and cook with him! As much as he adores seeing you in a little apron he bought you and for you to cook him meals he’s worried you might hurt yourself (or *him*) with a knife, can never be too careful..

He likes to finally have you sleep with him in his bed, his bed was bigger and more comfortable since it could now fit the both of you( Especially his larger body). Other items he’ll sit on the couch with you and rubbing his thumb over your thigh as they watched the new, telling people that you went missing. He chuckles at how they really think they’ll find you, not to mention that you even *want* to leave.

While it takes longer then bob would like you do get used to his company and your new home, and he couldn’t be happier!

[dumbnoodlesx3]

yay steviewise lore!! (finally)

(sorry if this isn’t written well, i’m not really a writer tbh😭😭 also sorry this is so long LMAO)

so, i think i’ll start with who stevie is! (stevie is meant to be me btw! i just talk about them like they’re a character because its easier for me lol) stevie is a young adult in the town of derry, maine. they are trans masc, nonbinary, on the aroace spectrum, and autistic (specifically diagnosed with AU-DHD)! they’ve always been a bit weird to other people, being interested in weird and creepy things (*cough cough* clowns), not understanding most social cues, and not being very sociable. they’re usually a quiet person, not really an introvert though because they’re quite talkative to the people they like and are close to. they struggle to fit in, but that doesn’t bring them down too much.

the thing that first draws pennywise to stevie is their scopophobia (the fear of being watched) and paranoia. stevie struggles with these things most of the time, having to reassure themselves in drastic ways that nothing is watching them. stevie has always been irrationally scared of something secretly watching them, waiting for the right moment to get them.

their first meeting happened at night in stevie’s home. stevie was struggling to get to sleep, their paranoid thoughts were keeping them awake. penny took this as the perfect opportunity to strike, and he attacked stevie. howeverrr this ended up failing, as stevie escaped from penny (not without a few injuries, though). this did frustrate penny a little, but it was alright because penny could just try again another time. except when he did, he failed AGAIN. every single time, penny somehow didn’t succeed with his plans, which kinda made him pissed off LOL. penny didn’t necessarily give up, he just changed his plans, deciding to watch and learn more about stevie. at first it was for the reason of being able to use more fears and insecurities against stevie, but then penny started to find stevie interesting, and found them a little bit likeable. so he decided to try and befriend them (he didn’t really know how to do that though).

from stevie’s perspective, being constantly watched by this clown, who tried to kill them several times, made them feel very scared (especially with the whole scopophobia thing LOL). but then stevie got used to seeing penny around, and started to like his presence. overtime they would chat with each other more and became friends! yay! penny still didn’t really feel much empathy or remorse though, so for a while he was a little mean to stevie (not like, HORRIBLY mean but like, he was just ignorant to stevie’s feelings because he, as a shapeshifting non human creature, did not understand these feelings the same way). penny would tease and mess stevie a lot for a while until stevie threatened to stop being friends with him if he continued to do so, which actually scared penny a little (he’s never had a friend before and for some reason he really didn’t want to lose stevie like that) so he stopped (not completely, but it was definitely much friendlier teasing than before)

through their friendship, they both grew very attached to each other and grew a strong bond. penny never really had someone that actually understood him like stevie did. obviously, most people typically just demonized penny (which tbf he didn’t really hate that, since he feeds on stuff like peoples fears and insecurities, but it felt nice to have someone actually like him) and didn’t try to understand him. stevie kinda helped penny understand things like empathy and remorse, though i think he still struggles to feel these things (for other people, anyway).

so, after a while of being friends, penny starts developing feelings for stevie. penny struggled with having these feelings, he never loved a single thing before, let alone a human. love was something penny never cared about before, he always thought it was just a pathetic, human feeling, and now he was feeling it for his only actual friend. these feelings scared penny, not only because it felt strange, but because he thought it would ruin their friendship. penny knew how a lot of humans reacted to their friends having crushes on the other, and knew a lot of the time it ended poorly. penny pushed these feelings away for a little bit, until he realized stevie reciprocated these feelings. penny figured this out because he could sense stevie’s fear of these feelings, too. so, penny ended up confessing to stevie, he was actually quite blunt with it too lol. and uhh yea they started a relationship!! they’re very loving to each other now :3

i do think pennywise would probably make stevie immortal but tbh i’m unsure how LOL, it would just be best for both of them (and in my selfship lore pennywise doesn’t die so like, yay)

ok anyways! if you have any questions about them feel free to ask! i’d love to talk about their relationship more :3 (i obviously had to make it shorter on this post because obviously i can’t include every single thing LOL)

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[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

I‘m here for you event my dear

So…….how come you like romantic stuff like wo did it began as a child?teen?or aduld?

So about my I love drawing and do stories wo are in front cute and fluff but in the background fuc€ up love craft like stuff what you don’t see if you don’t search for it but you can see it clearly if you search for it even whit my oc’s or comic’s

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Hiya Marune!

Hmmm... I had to think about when did I actually start being interested in romance, because... I remember being told after starting to write fanfic that "[I am] writing a lot of romance" and I was taken aback by it because I had a very different impression of what romance as a genre is (I thought of those paperback books with Fabio(tm) that my mother had but never read). But I think that... even in my early childhood (like 4-5 years old) the stories I came up with while playing, there was always an element of being together with someone. While late my idea of "love" turned into more what I observed in my parents (marriage that seemed like a duty/something you do just because). And then again in my adult years I returned into the idea that genuine love isn't something you do out of duty, it's something you feel. I could go into this more in depth, but it'd be a long post ^^' (I'm easily prompted though)

Anyways! Back to the matchmaking! I tried to think objectively who I'd think would be a good match, instead of just giving the obvious answer of the Fausts (since you like them ^^') and in the end I match you with...

Gordon Agrippa

Gordon is a sweet and understanding person, who is rather shy, but his heart is in the right place. He might struggle to feel that he fits in, but it doesn't stop him from trying to make friends and be open minded.

Gordon is also artistic. He makes dolls, which people might see as creepy, but he does enjoy the process of creating. Also he is inventive in regards of his magic, because most would be confined to the idea that "poison" must just be that, and wouldn't think to evolve it into "medicine". So, his open mindedness and cleverness; ability to think outside of the box and be creative, reaches to many aspects of life.

He's also not turned away by the strange and the weird, actually he would be right at home with it, and would be more than happy to dwell into it with you. Investigate the things that might not be apparent right of the bat.