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yumeaoka-chan · 2 months ago

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A Witch & Her Spider

Pairing: Hobie Brown × Reader/ Demon! Hobie x Witch! Reader

Word Count: 2.9k

Tags: flirting, pining, clingy hobie, touchy hobie, lovesick reader, lovesick hobie, cursing, no physical description of reader(besides clothing), reader is AFAB, fighting(idk why I keep writing fighting scenes), blood, gore, death(it's really not as bad as it looks I promise)

Summary: And let it be known, no harm shall come to the Spider's witch, lest the culprit be webbed and eaten whole.

A/N: Credit for the lovely banners goes to @the-shroom-garden !!! Week 4 of Octobie @the-kr8tor , let's go!!! I promise the next thing will be a little more... wholesome😭🤚 Also, Hobie calls R starlight cuz her magic looks like stars💕

“Now where did I put that night orchid…?”

“...Still workin’, starlight?”

With wide eyes and a gasp, you turn around to level your intruder with a glare. A small huff leaves your lips and you place your hands on your hips, looking up at the smirking demon before you. He chuckles softly and leans down just so that your eyes are level with his, his multiple piercings glinting under the light. His long hair moves to frame his face, gold pieces adorning it like the most beautiful of jewels. You can practically feel his cool breath fanning your rapidly heating cheeks. Piercing gold eyes bore into yours as Hobie grins at you cheekily. It makes you scoff and you turn back to rummage through your cupboard of potion ingredients.

“Jumpy tonight, aren't we? Is it because it's a full moon?” You roll your eyes before handing him a a small glowing vial, a ghost of a smile on your lips. He takes it gladly, his grin turning genuine as he slips the sleeping potion into the pocket of his trousers. The demon barging into your cottage was nothing new, of course. You'd known him since you were twelve, after all. Just a young witchling who was tasked to summon a familiar during your studies. Only to accidentally summon a very powerful, very playfully annoying demon prince instead.

Hobie had been about the same age in demon years as you around the time yet, he still towered over you like it was nothing. As you had gaped at him in awe, all he did was take a look around your home and scrunch up his nose in apparent disgust.

“Not to be rude or anythin’, but it smells like a red cap had a party with a bloody ogre in here…” His words had snapped you out of your astounded daze and you let out a loud snort of laughter before pointing to your black cauldron. Black liquid bubbled inside, smoke from the brew wafting through the air.

“Tongue of wartfrogs and toenail clippings of ogre do tend to smell like shit.” His grin had been so wide that you could see the glistening pair of fangs in his mouth.

“Awful stuff, witchling. What poor bastard is gettin’ that?” After that day, you two were inseparable. He always took time out of his day to visit you, sometimes even crashing on your sofa just so he didn't have to leave. You never liked to admit it, but you enjoyed his company. Loved it, even. It was like something in your life just clicked in place when Hobie appeared and you truly wouldn't have it any other way. The feeling of arms wrapping around your middle pulls you out of your musings, a smile flitting across your face as he drapes himself over you.

You take a moment to lean back in his arms, closing your eyes as he rests his chin on your shoulder. Hobie's locs tickle your cheeks, his cool breath fanning your neck. Slowly, you turn in his arms to face him, tilting your head back as you look at him with a teasing smile. Gold eyes gazing into yours, warm and glittering and so very beautiful. It makes your breath hitch as you take time to admire his features. You've always thought Hobie looked ethereal and otherworldly, from his sharp chiseled jawline to the way his cheekbones sat high. Even his skin held this radiant glow that made it apparent that he belonged to another world entirely.

“You're awfully clingy tonight. Afraid you'll have to find someone else to cuddle though, Hobes.” You say teasingly as you pull back just a bit. He gives you a playful pout before chuckling softly, deep voice rich and warm in your ears. You hoped you didn't look as utterly taken with him as you felt. As you always have for quite a long time now. Hobie cocks his head to the side with a fond look shining in his eyes and you mentally curse the way your heart flutters in your chest.

“And why's that, starlight? Hm?” He's too gorgeous to be looking at you like that, you think as you force yourself to pull away from his embrace. Walking towards your bubbling cauldron, you wave your hand in the air, a black cloak magically appearing on your body in a shimmer of sparkles. Hobie follows you, eyebrow raised in question at the sudden summoning of your cloak. After whispering a quiet spell, the boiling liquid settles almost instantly, steam wafting through the air.

“Like you said earlier. It's a full moon. The perfect time to go foraging for ingredients.” Grabbing a wicker basket from off the shelf of your cupboard, you're surprised to turn around and find Hobie gazing down at you with an uneasy expression on his face. Brows furrowed and lips downturned into a slight frown, he crowds you until you're almost pressed against the shelf.

“Foraging? Tonight…? You don't really have to, right?” His words make you look up at him curiously. Hobie's easy going attitude is nowhere to be seen at the moment, just barely contained worry and something else. Something you couldn't quite find the name for. Giving him a smile, you press a hand softly against his cheek to ease his worries. You try not to dwell on how he instantly nuzzles his cheek against your palm when you do so.

“Afraid so. Night Orchids and certain mushrooms are only available during the night. And having a full moon means there's more in quantity.” As you move your hand back from his face, Hobie's hand is quick to gently bracelet your wrist, careful not to scratch you with his sharp nails. He places your hand right where his heart beats and you internally squeal when he leans down until your faces are inches apart.

“Why not stay here with me, yeah”, Hobie mumbles softly, gold eyes filled with warmth and shining as bright as the glittering stars. His other hand comes up to hold your chin, tilting your face up towards his more. A nervous chuckle escapes your lips and you turn your head away, pushing lightly at his chest as you try to calm the frantic beating of your heart.

“Something really is wrong with you tonight. What's with you? I'll be fine. Gone and back before you know it, promise.” You say hurriedly, voice a shaky mumble as you wriggle your way from off of the cupboard, moving so away from him and towards the door. Hobie's quick to grab you again before you can open it, his hand softly squeezing yours with something akin to urgency. You turn around to give him an exasperated look but falter when you see the pleading look in his eyes. He's serious about not letting you go out tonight. Just as he opens his mouth to speak, his eyes suddenly widen just a bit. He tilts his head to the side with a frustrated look on his face, eyes narrowed and a scowl on his lips. Moments pass before he lets out a long groan, releasing your hand so that he can scrub at his face in frustration.

“Stupid fuckers, I swear…”, he growls lowly under his breath and that's when you understand what has happened. There are times when Hobie gets mental messages from the Hells, some from his friends and others from his family, the latter he absolutely loathes. Hobie takes a deep breath before looking down at you again, his hands reaching out to gently rest on your shoulders.

“I've gotta go, starlight. I'll be gone for only a little while, then I'll come back. Please just… stay home and wait for me. Something about tonight just seems… off.” You want to laugh at his words, but the unreadable expression on his face makes you bite the chuckle back. Once you nod your head and reassure him that you won't leave, he's off with an annoyed scowl, slipping into the beckoning portal that he's suddenly opened on the floor. As soon as the portal closes over his head, you grip your basket and slip outside. The crisp night air makes you shiver just a bit and you pull up the hood on your cloak, humming a bit as you venture further into the woods behind your cottage.

Sure, Hobie might get upset that you left anyways, but he should know by now that you do what you want. Regardless of his very adamant warnings.

“He's such a worry wart. I'm a powerful and capable young witch! I can handle myself, dammit!” You huff as you kneel down to pick the patch of glowing blue mushrooms beneath a white oak tree. You spot a couple singing purple thistles a ways ahead, storing the mushrooms inside of your basket before trudging on. As you pick and search for ingredients, the one flower you've been searching for is nowhere to be found. After several minutes of looking, you let out a loud groan of exasperation. You frown as you contemplate searching deeper into the forest, glancing back at your lit cottage in the distance. Would it truly be a good idea to go so far away when Hobie said something was off around here?

As much as you trusted Hobie, you really did need more night orchids, especially for the batch of potions that your client was coming to pick up tomorrow. Steeling your resolve, you step deeper into the thick forest, the trees so tall that it seems like they're touching the moon. The stars are hard to see in such a dense part of the woods, so you utter a small spell, a pocket size ball of light magically flickering into existence. It floats in front of you, tiny shimmering sparkles trailing after it as it slowly moves in the air. It makes your foraging a bit easier.

While you travel deeper into the woods, a sudden feeling of unease creeps up your spine. It makes goosebumps appear on your arms and your heart thud loudly in your chest, so loud you can hear it in your ears. There's something like a thick aura settling around you, stifling the air and making it harder to keep calm. Your eyes dart to and fro as you start to pick up the pace, eager to find the night orchids and hurry on home. Spotting a bundle of the flowers, you quickly gather them and place them inside of your basket, clutching it to your chest as you turn to head back home. Hobie was surely waiting for you there by now, probably upset and pouting that you left despite his warnings. The idea of him waiting up for you eases the nervousness bubbling in your stomach just a bit and you speed walk towards the cottage.

The ball of light floats in front of you as you press on. It's then that you hear the rustling of leaves nearby, making you snap your head in the direction it had come from. Narrowing your eyes, you study the bush a few feet away from you, only for your stomach to drop at the sight of a pair of glowing yellow slits for eyes. Low rumbling growls surround you, the sound making sweat drip down your back, the barking the thing to make you break out into a sprint.

Werewolves, a pack of eight of them, froth at the mouth as they chase after you. Large dripping maws snapping at your heels and cloak, howls and growls ringing through the night. You can feel the saliva of one of them dripping onto your arm and you quickly flick your wrist in its direction, vines shooting up from the ground to grip its tail and yank it back away from you. Your chest heaves as you dash towards your cottage, wicker basket swinging wildly in your grip as you try to escape the pack of werewolves. Sweat beads on your forehead and the hood of your cloak falls off your head as you zoom past the trees. Glancing back, you can see another one lunging straight for your foot, quickly shouting out a spell to make it take a mouthful of flowers instead.

A yelp leaves your lips as you feel claws yank at your cloak, pulling you back. You quickly make it disappear into a pile of shimmers with a quick swipe of your hand, making the werewolf stumble and bark angrily. Just as you spot the lit cottage in the distance, sharp teeth imbed themselves into your ankle, making your scream pierce through the night sky. Gritting your teeth, you lift your hand and shoot small bolts of fire from your fingertips, hitting the werewolf in the eyes and burning its fur. It howls and rubs it's face in the dirt as you press on. Blood oozes down your ankle and makes your shoes soggy, pain flaring up every time you press down on it. You have to suck it up, have to keep going until you were home. Hobie was waiting for you, after all. You couldn't die here.

Just as you reach the yard of your home, claws sink deeply into your shoulder and teeth into your calf, and you cry out as you're thrown onto the ground. Dirt and sweat sticks to your cheeks as you groan with pain, your head having made an impact first. Crimson drips down from your shoulder onto your dress and you press a hand there to stop the bleeding. The pack of werewolves creep slowly upon you then, sharp teeth bared and claws on full display as they lick their chops. Panting from the flaring pain and the run to your home, you lift up a hand, your palm glowing a bright white as you ready yourself for their attack. Fear makes you shake and your lips tremble as you gaze at the pack of hungry creatures. You couldn't fight off this many alone, especially in your injured state. It was like you could feel Death kissing the back of your neck as you peered at your reflection in their glistening orbs.

The front door of the cottage suddenly slams open then, a thick and ominous mist spilling from inside. It makes both you and the werewolves look on with shock and anticipation. It's eerily quiet then, not a single one of you moves. Something darts out of the opened door moments later, so lightning quick that it's like a blur. There's a hiss and a sudden whimper before one of the creatures drop dead before you. Your eyes are wide with shock and disbelief as you look up. Hobie glowers at the pack menacingly, murder gleaming in his golden eyes, his pupils now thin slits. From his jaw there now sits a frightening pair of spider-like fangs, what he uses to viciously tear off the head of another werewolf. Crimson drips down his maw as the sound of bones snapping from his fangs sounds loud in your ears, and you can do nothing but watch as he spits the head into the dirt. His lower half is now that of a spider, eight legs long and black as night as he scurries over towards another. Using two legs and his claws, he tears through the creature, ripping it clean in half, blood and gore from its insides splattering his hair. Hobie mauls through the pack with ease, a fury you've never seen before marring his frightening expression.

Only one lone werewolf remains, shivering and whimpering as it watches its pack get decimated. Tail tucked between its legs and ears drooping, it turns to quickly escape, only to let out a terrified whimper when it comes face to face with the livid Spider. Hobie's hand shoots out to grip the creature by its neck, yanking it up until it's eye level with him. The werewolf whines, its feet high off of the ground now. Hobie tilts his head again, eyes cold and boring into the creature. His voice rumbles through the night and makes even your bones shiver.

“Touch her again and I'll eat you alive. You'll feel every agonizing moment of me gorging on your body. Understand me, dog…?” His threat isn't even that. It's a promise, one that you're sure he'll keep. Not even waiting for the creature to respond, he throws it away from him, his attention now on you as he slowly transforms back into his more human form. You can hear the creature howling and scampering off but you don't pay much attention to it.

All you can see is Hobie, whose frightening and menacing appearance has all but faded, his eyes once more those gold liquid pools of warmth you love so much. He's quick to bend down and scoop you up in his arms, holding you close to his chest as he walks inside of your cottage. The warmth of his arms makes you nuzzle closer to him and your eyes flutter shut as he presses a tender kiss on your forehead. There's no pain as he holds you safely in his arms, his every touch soft and delicate. You let yourself drift off to sleep as he cares for you, adrenaline wearing off and exhaustion settling in your bones. Hobie's whispered words are like the sweetest of honey, the most delectable of nectar as you slip into slumber.

“I've got you, starlight. I'm here.”

#octobie #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown #octobie'24 #hobie x reader #fanfic #octobie halloween #demon hobie #witchcraft #witch reader

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tomas-smoked-sasuage · 14 days ago

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any destined one dating headcanons?

Destined One Dating HC

(SFW version)

Requests are open, Fandom List Here

In general

For the quiet type, he's pretty affectionate and not afraid to show it. Even in battles with yaoguais, he will defeat all the enemies to keep you safe.

Even when you already know how to defeat yourself professionally, he still gathers you up.

He tries hard not to be clingy, even Bajie noticed he's clingy. Camping out for the night near the fire while you patch up clothing and fix armor,

He rest his head on your lap like a pillow, long enough to fall asleep.

He likes to pinch your cheeks to see a reaction and often shares his food or steals it from you depending on his mood.

First meeting

When you two first met was in Yellow Wind Ridge, You found D.O. from afar with arrows in his chest while also seeing a headless monk playing a Sanxian (his instrument)

You didn't really think much of him until you kept seeing him in the area fighting with other yoga is while you were just searching for loot.

Until you get captured.

You then meet upon Ma Tianba, who was also imprisoned with you. Upon seeing D.O. fighting off a large rat beast, you used a dagger to try and free yourself.

Soon you heard creaking next to you and saw D.O. defeated the rat and freed Tianba, he then saw you and walked closer worried of what he'll do.

His hand reached you close to your neck, seeing your necklaces, resin with flowers in it. He found it beautiful.

While your face is already covered, he sees your eyes as true. Some comfort and safety in them. It brings him to the thought of protecting you.

So in conclusion, he takes you with him. Throws you on his shoulder and continues his journey.

The two of you grew closer together in the journey from time to time. The most part of the journey of what scares you the most was when you arrived at The Webbed Hallow.

Later in the journey

Even from being separated from both D.O. and Bajie, the insects were the worst experience. The large bugs nearly gave you migrants and anxiety.

But you were thankful to see D.O. once again and alive, but you question his feelings. The Fourth Sister Spider and him were oddly close but couldn't think much of it. Aside from that, you needed to help him get Bajie back.

And indeed you both did, but something still feels off.

Remember the part where I said he's clingy, a little after the Webbed Hallows was when he started to be clingy.

Being separated from you made him worried that he tried scouting the entire realm, let alone gaining help from the Fourth Sister, so in general, you were being worried over nothing.

He never stopped leaving your side and kept a close eye on him.

He loved brushing his fingers between your hair, even if you have loc, he'll twirl them between his fingers.

If you ever get tired, he has no problem carrying you.

Hunting for food? He'll bring a whole ass bear.

The End

Towards the end of the journey, you were worried about what he'll become then.

Even if he is the successor of Sun Wukong, will he ever still be the same?

In the Core Mind of Wukong, the reach towards the end of the Memory Lane of the Great Sage. Before D.O. went off to finish his journey, you stopped him for a second.

Y/N: Will you still be the lover I traveled with or will I just be a forgot memory?

His eyes softened upon your words, his hand reached out as you did the same. Resting your forehead together, you let out a tear to roll down in the water.

#jttw sun wukong #sun wukong #the destined one #destined one #black myth wukong x reader #black myth wukong #lmk wukong #sun wukong x reader #wukong #journey to the west #bmw x reader #shits emotional #emotions #sfw

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jimzittos · 6 months ago

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⟡˖͢ ℛise of 방탄! — ํthe event◍*⃝̥

About:

i still can't believe i reached a hundred followers, thank you for supporting me i rlly appreciate you all sm!! <33 i always wanted to host an event and obviously my first event was gonna be bts related hehe. i hope u enjoy!! (pls don't flop this lol)

Instructions:

Make an mb with the theme of a bts album/era

You can choose the album/era yourself

If your an indecisive person like me, just dm me a number from 1-10, I'll assign u an album/era ( u don't necessarily have to follow it tho)

U may use any idol/character/celeb in your mb! It doesn't necessarily have to be a bts member. ( its also fine if u don't use an idol/celeb/character )

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Your mb must be at least 90% made by you, you may use locs or divs made by others but make sure to give them credits

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cosmiles · 1 year ago

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𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃

— miles with a barbie!girlfriend

note: this is apart of @romiantic's 3k collab! thank you mia for letting me join + go check her out!

characters: earth1610!miles

content: fluff, fem!reader, unestablished relationship

words: 0.3k

Earth1610!Miles Morales whose future girlfriend is also a superhero, Spider-Barbie. She appeared on the scene two years after he did and proceeded to rock his world. The first word he thought of when he saw her was “angel”, as she saved him from a heist gone wrong. He thought he was imagining things as first as he was "supposedly" the only Spider-man, of this world at least. He didn’t see you again until three days later when you formally introduced yourself and became a duo ever since.

Earth1610!Miles Morales who loves the creativity of Spider-Barbie’s designs. When they first met, her suit was white with pink lining, simple enough. But as the months progress, so did her suit. He never knew there were so many shades of pink and he was still confused about how you turned your webs pink! He was also curious how you were able to leave a hole for your high blonde, ponytail to flow through. No matter the hairstyle; braids, faux locs, bundles, even a cute little puff could be seen peering out the top of your head.

Earth1610!Miles Morales who begins to fall for Spider-Barbie, but also the new girl at school. No matter how hard his heart beats when Spider-Barbie is around, you always catch his eye in the hallway. Your blonde, dyed hair is eye-catching and compliments your skin perfectly. Plus how you incorporate pink into everything about you is admirable. Shoes, book bag, even your pens are pink and fluffy! He wants to date you both, but he knows he can’t be that lucky. Right?

➥ thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed and don't forget that Jesus loves you, to drink water, eat some food, and get some rest :))

➥ taglist: @morosis-haze @romiantic @mypimpademia @jackibrown @strcnt @haksluvr @ivanari @lovefrominaya

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sinning-23 · 1 year ago

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Ripples (Usopp x Siren!Reader)

Warnings: mild violence? reader is hungies

Enjoy

The sound of his name in honeyed tones draws his attention. Usopp whips around almost instantaneously, searching for the source of the sound. It sends shivers down his spine skin prickling with goosebumps as he swallows hard. It was intriguing, to say the least.

It's hard to shake, but he blinked curiosity away and continued to walk with the rest of his crew. Nami stopped when he did to try and figure out why he seemed so jumpy all of a sudden before continuing onward.

They trudge through the greenery still, and the same tone, more...desperate sounding calls him again. Yes, so sweet, so inviting, but also needy...like the voice had be craving for something...for him. His chest heaves with labored breathes as he becomes more and more determined to find the source. Who was calling out...And so feverishly too.

What needed him so bad?

"Usopp!" Nami calls, grabbing his wrist as he shakes out of the stuppor once more.

“What’s your deal?” She questions with a whisper, pulling him close so as to not draw attention or concern to them.

“You don’t hear it??? ” He swallows hard, pupils blown wide as his voice coming from something so angelic made him... warmer, somehow.

"What? No, just calm down. The sooner we get out of here the better." Nami huffs, releasing him, only for Usopp to turn away and follow the voice, and call off his crewmates drowned out.

He twists around trees, bushes, vines, and stumps, the air getting more moist as he ventures on, clawing any shrubbery out his way. He sinks into mud, and gravel, calfs becoming suken into the soil as he reaches a pond of sorts, rocks covered in moss, bluebells,and painted ferns.

Its too quiet, even the sound of what should be frogs groacking and bugs chittering away is nonexistent. Usopp's stomach twists at the severity of his situation, now waist deep in what feels like quicksand. Twisting, turning and struggling does n good ashe only digs himself further down, the ripples in the once still water before him becoming more and more prominent...and a hell of a lot closer.

He cries out for help, a plead that is only met with silence and the shoshing of mud. He calls again again, the last time being shuhsed by the sound of his name, laced with sugar. He gulps, fear thic in his throat. in front of him is just barely half a face, apair of shining (e/c) hues starign right back at him.

It rises more, nose, lips, nec and collar being revealed. He's still cautions, not in much a position to run away. He let your webbed hands and sharp nails trace his face, twirling one of his locs between your pointer and thumb.

"Let me save you, Usopp" You hum, feeling the fear in him melt away. He leans into your touch, his body slowly becoming less and less tethered to the mud and more to you as he's dragged into cool water. Your hands wander, pulling his shirt, then his body closer to yours, your tail doing its best to avoid grazing him.

His pupils fill the brown of his eyes and you smile, teeth sharp and ivory colored. He tries to tread water, his feet no longer touching the mossy and rocky botton of the pond. Your nails work quickly at tearing the fabric of his shirt, letting it slide off and sink to the bottom. He doesn't speak, only resting his head against your shoulder as you ready your teeth to sink into the flesh of his shoulder.

He’s sweet, the metalic and bitter sweetness makes you hum in delight,l. You tear away a sizeable chunk, the pain sapping him out of his trance, but this far too late. His screams are cut short when you pull him below the waters surface. He fights to gasp for ait but you're quick o pull him back down, sinking yout teeth into him again.

His mouth and lungs filling with water once more when he screams and crimson mixes with the clear water, the signs making you grin. The sound is muffled by water. He doesn't stop though, his final attempt to escape serving useful when trio tugged him away from your unrelenting grasp.

A hiss slips past your lips as the three look at you with a look you loved far too much. Fear. You slip back into the water licking the blood form your lips and razored teeth.

Nami had managed to grab Usops hand mid drown as Luffy and Sanji helped pull her back AND drag him from your grip. They made haste to leave the area but upon further speculation....they had realized their swordsman...was gone.

And…

unfortunately, all Zoro needed to hear was the sound of 'Luffy's' voice, calling out to fim from the wet, mud and moss-covered path ahead.

#x reader #headcannons #reader is a mermaid #reader is a siren #fantasy #one piece #one piece usopp #usopp one piece #ussop x reader #one piece live action #one piece live action usopp #opla usopp #opla x reader #one piece netflix #opla

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haemocyaninz · 1 year ago

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Ive wanted to design a spidersona since the first movie and I finally got a design down for myself ^_^

[Image ID: 2 digital drawings of haemocyaninz’s spidersona. He is drawn with light brown skin, a medium build, and black locs that look like they halfway float off his head.

Image 1: The left half is the full spider suit with a purple jacket on, unzipped, over it and the right side is them without the jacket on. The body of the costume is black with teal webbing on the torso and a purple spider in the center. It also has teal and purple accents on the shoulders, forearms, and thighs and it goes into black boots with purple chunky soles. The mask has their hair out at the top, 3 partially closed purple eyes on the right side, a regular purple eye on the left side with 4 tiny purple dots around it, and the mask has a teal section that covers over the mouth and separates the mask in half while it splits at the top into spider webs. The purple jacket has a darker hood and sleeves and an up arrow embroidered on the left chest area.

Image 2: The left section of the image is the same as the left section of the previous image. The right section is 2 of haemocyaninz’s face at the top and bottom, with the bottom section just showing them without glasses. His face is labeled as follows: “Basically me lol”, “Semi-symmetrical hair”, “Locs that defy gravity. Move around all floaty like too”, “Purple tint glasses”, “Acne + Scars”. He has dark circles under his eyes and has a nose ring and snake bite piercings. End ID.]

#described #spiderverse #spidersona #i font have a name. i also didnt really base this off any spiders bc i have arachnophobia lol

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1-800-local-slut · 1 year ago

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Dean and Sam x Black Goth Reader

I was rewatching Interview with a Vampire. This was born then I passed out and finished writing it this morning. I hope you enjoy!

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Dean and Sam with a gothic reader who lives in the bunker, isn’t a hunter and does research. She's into dark literature, loves the night, cats, poison, flowers and all that stuff. She's also super smart. She loves death, and dead people and works at a super old and cool bookstore.

Warnings: implied smut, stabbings, nothing else really

Dean

Dean would have mixed feelings on this but ultimately love this

Thought you were a witch for a solid few seconds

Can you blame him? The cross necklace, solid black dress that hugged your curves and stopped at your thighs, the matching corset tied around your waist, the spider web stockings that he admired through the slit on your dress, the butterfly sleeves around your arms, the pentacle on your black chunky heels. Totally witchy.

Not to mention how beautiful you were, he didn’t think the looks were natural

He was enamored by your faux locs

You guys met when he was on a case thankfully in Kansas, and had to go to the bookstore you work

Thought you were sexy in a dark way

Was trying to figure out if you were punk or emo for a few seconds

You had to go ask him if you could help him with something

You noticed him staring and tried to get your coworker to take him and she magically had to call her babysitter so you had to go talk to him

“Welcome to the Afterlife Athenaeum, how can I help you today?”

His ears melted when he heard your voice

You remind him of Morticia Addams

Had a childhood crush on Morticia Addams

He reminded you of a gas station attendant

He’d ask for something completely unrelated so he can he can keep hearing you talk

Listened to you talk to him about Gothic Architecture for five minutes, not having a clue what you were going on about

Got a book about funeral rites.

You told him that was a personal favorite and also threw in a book on embalming

Went back to the bunker with the books he needed and from there kept going back to the shop

Asks stupid questions to hear you talk

You two begun an unlikely friendship

He would make loud noises and disturb you unintentionally, you would glare at him with a reminder to stay quiet in the shop

Would follow you around watering the plants in the store while you closed

Swapping earbuds, and Dean being jumpscared by Shout At The Devil

He was honestly shocked, you just seem so serene and calm and reserved all the time and he was ready to hear a loud violin

When you found out he was a hunter, he was worried you’d run and call the police after seeing him stab a ‘man’ in the neck but then you saw it literally fizzle and pop

And he was right, you ran.

Straight into his arms

You convinced him to let you take him to get dinner and tell you all about it

You listened with wide eyes about everything, understood why he would often ask for books on symbolism of different things, mythological creatures, but when you asked if he’s been a hunter basically all his life how come he didn’t have any books of his own.

Did not have an answer for that

He developed a crush on you after you didn’t run away

Scared to make moves

But not too scared, cuz it’s Dean

Makes corny jokes

“Are you a grave? Cuz I wanna be buried in you.”

“Dean, stop.” but you’re trying not to laugh because it’s dumb

“Are you a witch? Cuz I’m under your spell.”

“Dean.” your lips are pursed to restrain yourself

“How about for our first date we go to the cemetery and have a grave time? I’m just dying to meet you there.”

You laughed and Dean proudly smiled, wandered out the door of the cafe you guys usually meet with for some reason and didn’t come back

Eventually, you developed a crush on him as well

Confesses to you on a moonlit walk

From there you two start dating

You guys went as Johnny and Mavis for Halloween one year

He likes when you kiss him and it leaves a black stain

Likes to help you pick out clothes and always jokes about burying you in them

Compares you to the goth kids from South Park

Watching Scooby Doo together

Convinced you to be Velma for Halloween, and when he saw you in the costume his brain rewired seeing you in it

You didn't even get to take the costume off yourself, he did it for you

Doesn’t really like reading with you but he likes watching you read and get super focused on whatever piece of literature it is

Loves watching horror movies with you

Matching jewelry

He wears a different version of your cross necklace

Late night drives (doesn’t like you going outside at night but he can’t stop you)

Gets along with your cat but they fight for your attention like crazy

Likes to water the plants around your apartment

Doesn’t want to ask you for help on a hunt, would like to keep you far away from it but your persistence wears him down

He wants you to leave lipstick stains on his abs and dick (and you do)

Loves picking out your lipstick

Let’s you put eyeliner on him

Got you little bat clips to put in your afro and likes to see you use them

Loves when you put hair products into different containers and label them and likes to help (it’s just fun)

He likes to run around in your boots sometimes even though his feet don’t fully fit

Got jumpscared when he saw you in the bunker one morning and called you a Victorian ghost child

When you asked to start a garden he didn’t see the point but you eventually got what you wanted

You torture him in the best way

Gets you black roses instead of red ones

He loves your dresses and fishnets, he honestly falls apart over them

Loves seeing you get along with Sam, calls you both nerds

Cooks for the two of you

One night you told him you thought a pet bat would be cool and he went stiff and made you swear up and down to never mention it again

Likes seeing your stuff around his room, and doing laundry and finding your black bras and clothes

Loves how understanding you are about his job and the supernatural

Your really helpful sometimes

Like he’ll tell you about something completely random and you’ll give him a full story explaining the origins of it in a morgue in Peru or something

Makes fun of you and says you shop at Hot Topic

He likes to put things up high for you so you have to either climb something and he can see your ass move or you have to ask him for help

All in all Dean would love his goth gf and all her oddities

Sam

Sam wouldn’t really care

He too thought you were a witch when he first saw you

He was on an early morning run, and ran into a coffee shop to get a water

Saw you sitting there, dressed in all black in a corset dress with a choker around your neck and a tiny pentagram hanging from it and rose fishnet stockings

He loved your jewelry immediately, the silver accessories and rings that adorned your tiny fingers

He also loved your dark lipstick

You had your ear plugs plugged in, reading a book in Latin with your curly hair shining in the lights of the Sun through the window and a woman knowing Latin made his dick hard

Minding your own black business really

Sam went on about his day, went back to the bunker, showered up and talked to Dean about a case in New Mexico

Had to find some more information, reading the news articles, he saw there were flowers left at the scene of the crime

But he couldn’t find this one flower in any of his books so he went to a bookstore he had seen before in town, called Afterlife Athenaeum. He went at night due to a day full of scouring the internet and books to come up empty

And guess who he spotted? You

Now he didn’t pay much attention to you at first, in fact he didn’t recognize you at first because now you were in a different yet alluring outfit

You were just stocking books, but you were too short too reach up and get something on the top shelf and your cunt of a manager put the stool somewhere you couldn’t find

You were jumping and Sam thought you looked like a jumping spider and your boots made a loud noise through the empty bookstore when your shoes hit the ground

Looking around you saw a big ass white man and decided to try your luck

“Excuse me? I’m sorry to bother you but could you grab that book for me?”

Tall, sexy, and helpful, you were ready to jump into his arms and escape with him.

He gave you a charming smile and handed you the book which just so happened to be a book on the language of flowers. He looked it over with a pleased hum. “Oh I actually need this.” He stole a glance at your name tag and you smiled in delight. Despite dressing like you just left a funeral you were seemingly cheerful. “Perfect! It’s our last one too, I’ll ring you up. Is there anything else you need?” You asked, taking the book from his large hands. “No thank you.”

When you rang him up his eyes stuck to your silver cross necklace that he had a hunch was just for fashion

You noticed him staring, and you decide to make moves

(I have a feeling Sam enjoys being seduced, follow me on this)

“New in town?” he automatically falls in love with your voice. You ask while looking down at the book, and checking the catalog for the title and the price. “No, just giving this place a try.” Sam kept stealing glances at you. You were just doing your regular work and he was entranced. “Well I hope to see you again, we don’t get a lot of handsome customers” you said slyly, while handing him the bag with two fancy capital A’s on it.

And there’s a look between you too, and he left knowing he’d be coming back definitely

Came back two weeks later and looked for you. He asked a question on poisons and watched your eyes literally light up. He then listens to your info dump on plants and buys three of your recommendations

Eventually you two become friends, sharing music, CD’s, story recommendations and more

You find out he’s a hunter when you’re visiting a relatives grave one night and you watch him kill a shapeshifter

Your jaw dropped, immediately began to quietly pack up and escape before you caught a stray. He saw you out of the corner of his eye and grabbed you while you ran, and the way he grabbed you made you get a lil excited. He explains everything to you, given it was that or you call the police . After he explained that he wasn’t a murderer, and explained the supernatural was real you exploded and listened to literally everything with such investment

Just adorable

After that, you two got a bit closer (nothing too crazy). He kept you a bit of a secret for a while

Needed help decoding a message left at a crime scene and went to your apartment. You made him some tea, he looked around your cozy apartment and learned you had a cat who immediately loved him

You sat down on the recliner, he took the couch right in front of your coffee table and you sat down on the arm of the couch to show him something. His eyes glued onto your thighs in your silk black shorts and matching top. He was imagining taking your matching robe off the moment he came inside

You noticed because you were staring at his dick through his pants since he came inside and he was hard like immediately and you decide to take your shot

“Sam?” You began while shutting your book and placing your elbow on the back of the couch. Your eyes were basically burning through him. “Yeah?” He was trying to focus on his laptop but couldn’t. “If you were a flower, you’d be an orchid.” You were now fidgeting with one of your black nails. He immediately got the hint, it was in the book you showed him “Really?” He flirted back with his eyes. “Oh yes, the orchid is a very alluring plant.” You continued and then moved your brown eyes to his.

The rest was history from there

After that night he was deeper under your spell

Likes to watch Phantom of the Opera with you

Dirty talks in Latin

You guys talk shit about people in Latin

“Asinus officium spectat terribilis.” (Her ass job looks terrible)

“Quod est medium infantem.” (That's mean baby)

He likes to fidget with your nails

He hates Halloween but you love it much to his dismay

Agreed to go as Morticia and Gomez one year and almost lost his mind seeing you in the dress

You didn’t make it out the house

He likes seeing you not dressed as fancy but casually in one of his big ass t-shirts and just walking around

First night you stayed at the bunker he was amazed by how your energy just changed the entire room

Likes hearing you speak different languages

He tells you all the time you remind him of the moon

Loves loves loves seeing you dressed casually to the point where it’s an obsession

But he loves your fancy clothes as much as your casual t-shirts and tank tops you wear on laundry days

He likes when your in the library of the bunker trying to get a book down and you can’t reach it

He loves your plants

He enjoys seeing the different dark shades of purples, blacks and more

But he likes how you love all of the plants even the ones that are a bright red or yellow

He loves your perfumes

Accompanies you everywhere at night, and loves the way the moonlight reflects off your brown skin

He loves when you put lip gloss on over your lipstick and kiss him

He buys your bonnets and anything else in a color he sees you commonly wear

A black mirror, a black head scarf, a black bandanna, silver charms for your braids when you get your hair done, black lip liner

Told you about Jess, and you listened with such kindness and respect his heart swelled

You told him about your beliefs that the dead should be treated with respect

still listens to your info dumps (I’m telling you he will never get sick of your info dumps, you could be explaining the history of toast to him and he’d still be happy)

He likes that when you bruise, it’s a purplish red color so when he bites you or holds your hips too tight he takes deep satisfaction in knowing the next day there’ll be purple and dark hand marks around your hips.

Doesn’t want you hunting but knows you’re incredibly curious

Came to a conclusion that if he kept you in the loop about what he was hunting it would work out best for him, plus you’d be a great help

He’s partially convinced you know everything relating to death, human sacrifices, embalming methods, which works great for him

He spends a lot of time with Dean looking at dead people and symbols he barely understands and if he can just send you a picture and in two minutes you can tell him exactly what it is the sooner he can kill it and go home

Dean calls you guys Dr. Frankenstien and his bride (Frankenstein was the DOCTOR not the monster I refuse to have incorrect terminology here)

You and Dean have an unlikely friendship, and you ended up learning Dean is a big fan of gothic romance

You guys watch horror movies together, and argue over which Purge movie was better (the answer is Election Year)

Sam just thinks you're cool, overall doesn’t really think too much about your fashion or interest. He just likes you and the fact that your sexy and smart is a huge bonus

Let me know what you guys think! I loved writing this and I loved rewatching interview with a vampire. Gothic stuff will always have a special place in my little black heart, and I like putting little nods to it in a lot of my writing. Anyways, that's all! Please enjoy <333

#dean winchester #sam winchester #supernatural dean #supernatural #supernatural x reader #sam and dean #black reader #i loved writing this #take this as you will #pls enjoy #they make my heart happy #like it's not even funny #dean x reader #sam x reader #implied smut

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snackodev · 4 months ago

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0.9.4 Town & Guild Update finally out! 🥂

This has been our biggest patch yet with a complete rewrite of all the villager quests~

Below are the full patch notes, but here are the highlights:

Restrictions on villagers lifted: you can now have everyone all at once!

Blueprint shop and other recipes no longer all unlocked at the beginning. All new quests have been implemented to unlock content

Villager quests have been completely redone and new ones have been added

Villager dialogue pools have been reworked to give better chances of seeing all the lines; certain lines that don’t make sense to be repeated as you befriend them will no longer be in the pool (ex: Rejka being confused why you’re talking to him in the morning despite the two of you dating)

UI changes for expanded dark mode, including an all new quest system and UI to go along with it

Crafting recipes can be tracked alongside a quest on your HUD via the crafting menu or a workbench

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS WE’RE FINALLYYYYYY DONEEEEEEE (asterisk kind of asterisk).

This is the biggest patch we’ve done since early access launch and it absolutely, irrevocably, mentally broke the two of us. We prefer to do smaller patches more frequently, but this patch just required so much tech debt to be fixed and systems to be remade there was no other way we could’ve done this.

Well, it’s almost over now. We’re still going to be working on some polish and adding some content that we couldn’t put in (like join quests), but for now, we both really, really need a day off after two and a half months of non-stop work.

It’s been so long I’m starting to make really dumb mistakes, so yeah…a day off would be nice…………

Okay, now that the main points are out of the way, it’s time for enraliYapping! ☝️🤓

🔖 Quest Progression

Gone are the days of MIAO unlocking everything. From now on, MIAO will serve as a gentle nudge for players to discover features about the game, as well as progressing through Mikan’s character arc. I’d like to add some more quests in the near future so you can get to know her own journey through Snacko Island’s revival.

To highlight how much has been changed, areas in yellow are quests that were retained from 0.9.3, everything outside of that I made for 0.9.3:

Yeah…it was a lot…….That’s why it took us forever to test and fix :(

But! I’m really excited to see how you feel about the new progression. Instead of having 300 recipes unlocked right off the bat, anything from dyes, to cooking recipes, to crafting recipes can now be unlocked in a variety of ways, usually through Guild quests.

Guilds each have their own representative(s) that will communicate with you through quests or deliveries. Each Guild rep sort of has their own personality and way of writing, and some of them even have mini story arcs within them, so I hope you enjoy getting to know everyone!

You can also unlock things via villager quests. Not only will you learn a new recipe or unlock a new shop item, you’ll also get to know them better! It’s a win-win!

We want to slowly move away from the whole “talk to NPC, give them gift, rinse repeat” cycle, as well as the “randomly trigger their friendship event when walking around”. With the quest system, we’re hoping to slowly port over those cutscenes, as well as giving players new ways to gain relationship points with the characters.

There are also changes to the quest tracker on your screen!

Now, the quest no longer disappears immediately after finishing, causing confusion. It will now stay on the HUD until you switch maps, or when you get a new quest, or when you track a different quest.

Completed quests with rewards will require you to claim these rewards. There’s a new filter inside your journal to view unclaimed rewards, as well as an animation and icon in the quest tree.

You may also find quests that have rewards on accept. Those will be denoted with a little golden ticket icon.

The quest tree itself was built in our back end SnackoEd tool on the web, and the locations of each node are then ported over into the game. Cool, right? If we were still using the old quest system, there would’ve been no way I could’ve made all these new quests for this update.

Along with the new quests also come new quest types. So, instead of just shipping something, or getting X number of items, there are also quests from villagers that will request you to place decorations or other buildables near their house.

It was a lot of work to rip out all the guts, from the way the game faded to the way the HUD rendered…but it was worth it! Snacko needed to get changed at one point so we could scale more easily, so we’re glad we bit the bullet.

Let’s all give recursive a round of applause for sacrificing their sanity! Yippee!

📝 Coming Soon

In the next couple of days, outside of fixing any nasty bugs, we’ll also be finishing up “join” type quests. These are quests that you can grab from the board and meet up with the villager and go on an adventure together! They’ll follow you around until you bring them home, so it’s a nice way to spend some time with your favourites.

For now, they’re disabled until we push that update, so you may find some “coming soon” cards in your tree or board.

You may have also noticed some quests being labelled as “story”. There’s currently two side story quests after you finish the main story, but I’d love to add more. In preparation for these, I’ve moved off a lot of the front-loaded exposition in the game.

One thing I’ve noticed is that players actually continue to read the journals spread out through the biomes. I wasn’t expecting that… So, I wanted to do something like that without just littering books everywhere. Story quests will be a continuation of that concept, where the burden of world building and lore is no longer stuffed into the mandatory main story cutscenes.

The bookshelf/tutorial UI was also updated into SnackoUI, and I’ve left myself some room and space in the data for adding notes and books you can find in the future for more lore-dumps.

Now that I’ve talked about some of the things that we had to set up the game’s systems for in the near future, let’s go back to what’s already in the game…

📐 U and I

You may have noticed some big changes in the UI! Now, with expanded dark mode, it’s no longer just the dialogue box.

There’s some improvements as well, such as the action prompt image now paired with the item indicator, instead of needing the item name to disappear before you can see which key it is.

The dialogue boxes and choices themselves also got a face lift, along with new animations and functionality. When you’re speaking to a villager about a quest, it should show the quest name on the upper right corner.

The dialogue system was rewritten as a system so we can better add new lines in the future. The old system was…prohibitive, to say the least, and it did not scale well. With these new system-level changes, we hope localization and adding more content in the future will be 100 times easier!

I mean, just look at this… I don’t want to touch this…

Now, we can use a bunch of different ways to get text into the game. Either that’s through our custom back end SnackoEd, or through a good ol’ spreadsheet.

Hehe, there’s a lot, and honestly, I’ve forgotten a lot of the polish we’ve done since it’s been two months since we started. So I hope you guys will enjoy the little touches!

Additional quality of life features added include a crafting recipe tracker. Inside the workbench or your crafting tab in the journal, you can now pin a recipe at any quantity to pin it to your HUD like it’s a quest.

You can also buy things from each shopkeeper when their store is closed. You won’t be able to speak to them directly to expand your house, but you can buy the basic goods from their shop.

🍃 Fast Like the Wind

Yay, there’s new movement tech! Double jumping wasn’t enough, so now we have a charged sword dash and pickax bounce.

When you charge up your sword, you will dash the direction you’re facing. How far you go depends on how much you’ve charged. You can also dash mid-air, and if you time it just right, you can keep dashing and “fly”. I’m not too good at this myself, but I’m sure there’s some of you that will find this a walk in the park.

The pickax bounce is when you’re mid-air, you can bounce off of anything by charging it any amount. The distance you bounce back depends on your initial velocity plus how much you’ve charged.

It makes the cutest little “bink” noise when you pull it off, so maybe you can have some fun just binking your way around town.

We also changed the charging: when you’re charging up any tool, it no longer locks you in place. You’ll move really slowly, but you’ll still be able to move.

✨ Closing Notes

I hope it made sense why we had to take such a long chunk away from updates to work on this one! The way it was done and how many underlying systems needed to be completely gutted and redone was too many, so there was no way to “split it up”, so to speak. We’re really excited to add the new things in that we can have now that the foundation for Snacko is much cleaner and easier to work with. That’s something that will get more important as we add in more features and begin the work for multiplayer.

With all that said, I think the two of us need a day off to just lay down and do nothing.

As always, if you notice anything wrong with your save file or found a bug, please let us know! We’re always happy to help you fix any issues or rectify any errors in your save file.

You can reach us through Discord (just ping us, don’t be shy!) or email.

Thank you for reading my long-winded patch notes, and we really hope you enjoy this one!

Good night!!!! 🐾

#snacko #cozy games #snackodev #farming sim #indie game

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bignyunai · 10 months ago

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Strings-Bridge-Our-Web Nezraanve, Anadi Bard for Pathfinder and his Kora. A strange, stubborn and wily teacher of the Magaambya.

Initially my player wanted a "bit of hair that looks like a spider leg", but we resolved that it looked weird. The beads dividing up a loc of his hair echo that idea still, though.

He was also gonna have a little hat that matched style of agbada he's wearing, but it made him look bizarrely like Dumbledore.

#anadi #pathfinder #pf2e #dnd #dnd art #strength of thousands #EVENTUALLY ill badger the player for what he looks like properly as a spider #bignyunai art

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a-dumbass-jester · 6 months ago

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End, Dark, and Hunt

Here are my designs for the sentient entities au {Part 1} (personality will be in the main part, I didn’t want to make it even longer than it already is(also there’s a image limit))

{End, Dark, Hunt}

{Stranger, Lonely, Desolation}

{Slaughter, Web, Eye}

{Spiral, Flesh, Corruption}

{Vast, Buried, Extinction}

If you don’t know what this is it’s basically a shitpost au of what if the entities where sentient (I’ve been thinking about this since December send help)

For reference on why most of them look so human if you haven’t seen the {main post} (will be linked when finished) especially since that post will come out after these. So basically overtime the entities look more human because of two things. 1, how old they are (they’ve built off of themselves more and developed a personality and stuff) and 2, how feared they are (keeps them more stable) (it’s also just more convenient with the environment their in)

All images from Pinterest (reverse image search it for the original post)

END

(I have so many thoughts get ready) I imagine the End to look very human. it originally looked a lot like the grim reaper and has become more human with time. First off in its transitional stage the roots sort of acted like its hair with resulted in long vine like locs. Due to the whole death/grim reaper thing, they have a very skeletal form with ashy pale brown skin. I feel like they’d be 5’7. I don’t have a reason. That just feels right. They present very androgynous, and appear to to be around 30 or 40. I will be referring to it with they/it pronouns.

I tried to create a Pinterest collage what I think The End would wear but some of it I couldn’t get accurate enough so I will describe in detail.

I imagine it to have a very whimsigoth or witchy look. Still very grim reaper esc. Long dark dresses/skirts and sleeves. I’m specifically picturing a long gray black skirt that goes to its heels. A deep purple skirt clipped up(?) layered on top that ends right above the knee. A red/brown maroon waspie (half) corset that has several belts around it. Long drapey sleeves attached to a loose v neck cut top that’s a similar color to the first skirt. The neckline has been stretched to loosely fall off the shoulders with a thin strapped tank top underneath it that’s the same color as the second skirt. It also has various necklaces around its neck and maybe some rings. It’s still wearing similar boots that it wore in the Victorian era with dark black tights underneath it. As for makeup I image something similar to the 4th photo but maybe a bit more dramatic (specifically eyeliner) with matte black lipstick.

Casual or other outfits would have a similar vibe to it, or a general goth vibe. I feel like if you wondered what would death wear, goth would be one of the first things you thing of. It was goth before ‘goth’ was even a thing(officially at least). Ends outfits have changed with human fashion, since they’ve always kinda been interested in it. So if you wonder what ‘goth’ was during a certain time just look at what End was wearing.

Images: 1,2,3,5,9: outfits. 4: makeup. 6,7: shoes. 8:hair.

Ok I have to be honest I don’t have much for Dark and Hunt (that kinda why I chose them bc of the image limit) so I will try my best to give them full designs but if anyone has any ideas PLEASE tell me.

DARK

So for dark I’m more so picturing like a void of darkness in a somewhat humanoid shape. It’s like kinda swirly and looks a bit like weird misshapen tentacles(only way I can describe it sorry) coming off of it (especially around the head(image below)). If you try you can make out a head, torso, arms and legs. And maybe it’s wearing a long black coat bc it deserves it. I asked @helinedmightbehere if they had any ideas and they said “a single closed eye”. I don’t know what exactly they ment but I’ll add it here anyway. I will be using it/he pronouns (mainly bc it’s also called “Mr. Pitch”).

Here’s a shitty sketch by yours truly^^ (it truly does look like shit but i feel like it gets the point across)

HUNT

Ok I have the least for The Hunt. It is an animalistic fear but still has a few human avatars so maybe some fucked up animal human hybrid. I literally don’t know. Maybe it’s wearing a hunting uniform? I will probably use it/its pronouns.

Anyway this is done thx for reading bye

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