#oc elliot harper

[skittishandi]

WHUMPTOBER DAY 2:

TRUST ISSUES

amusement park

A few hours later, everyone was in the car. Peter announced that it’d be a two hour car ride, Sierra didn’t react to it, neither did Elliot, what could he do about it? Nothing. 

“Let’s go over some ground rules.” Peter said after an hour or so, turning the volume down. “It’s not everyday that we have an excursion like this.” Peter smiled, for a moment, it looked like a genuine one until his face dropped into a more serious expression.“Sierra, I know you have it in you to behave.”

Sierra hummed, not particularly flattered but also didn’t deny the fact.

“Elliot, on the other hand.” Peter clicked his tongue. “I’m sure he’d say he'd try to behave, but I’m not sure if I believe him.”

Of course, Elliot sighed. “Peter, I’m—I’m just tired. I won’t try anything.”

Peter frowned, eyes narrowing. “Tired?” He asked, looking at Elliot through the rearview mirror. “What for?”

“I—“

“I let you sleep on my bed, if I remember correctly. No restraints, on top of that.” Peter said, sounding offended. “And you’re tired?”

“I didn’t mean tired, tired. I mean, tired of— it all.” Elliot clenched his jaw, hating himself for being so candid. “I’m tired of…of fighting.”

A long silence reigns on the car. Peter glances at Sierra, then at Elliot. “I see,” Peter says as he pulls over to the side of the road.

“Peter—“ Sierra started but is cut off by Peter’s dagger eyes.

“Elliot, get out of the car,” He ordered as he unbuckled his seat belt.

Elliot felt his heart rate pick up. He reluctantly unbuckled his seat belt as well. He saw how Peter was already waiting for him on the side of the road, nothing good could come up from this. Nothing.

Staying in the car would only delay whatever awaited for him at best, at worst, he shudders —at worst it would make Peter mad. He opened the door and got out the car.

“I’m not buying your innocent act.” He said as he wiped his mouth with his fingers, “No after your little escape attempt. No way.”

“Peter…”

“Do you think I’ve forgotten you got sweet Sierra involved in all that?” Peter said in disbelief, he shook his head. “You hurt me, Elliot.”

“I’m not going to try anything. I mean it.” Elliot said, with as much sincerity as he could muster.

“Oh, you won’t.” Peter said as he grabbed his arm and yanked Elliot forward, he stumbled, falling to his knees.

Still holding his arm and before Elliot could react, Peter’s boot drove into Elliots ribs. The air was punched out of Elliot’s lungs, he gasped for air, winded.

“Pet—Peter…” Elliot said between gasps. “Stop,” He begged, knowing more would come.

Peter’s grip on his arm tightened. “Now, why would I stop?” He huffed before delivering another kick. Elliot yelped, whimpering. “Ohhw I like that.” He said, kicking Elliot once again. Twice. A third time.

Each blow sent a wave of pain that traveled all throughout Elliot’s body. He felt nauseous. He felt tears pickling. No. He won’t cry. Not today.

Finally, Peter released him and Elliot collapsed onto the ground, his hand clutching his side as pain flared again and again with every breath. His ribs throbbed, each inhale worse than the one before.

Peter pressed the hell of his boot down onto Elliot’s chest, forcing him flat on his back, harshly. His eyes focused on the clean sky, Elliot’s sight clouded by little white spots.

Peter shifted his weight and moved his boot to Elliot’s throat, the sole crushing down on his windpipe. Elliot’s chest spammed as he struggled to breathe, his legs trashing around. His hand went instinctively to Peter’s ankle, not daring to push him off.

Just when Elliot thought he’d passed out, Peter released him. Elliot’s chest heaved as he sucked in erratic deep breathes, his bruised ribs screaming with each attempt to catch his breath.

“Let’s see if you run when you can’t even breathe.” Peter said as he grabbed his arm and yanked him up, the sudden motion made Elliot whine in pain. Peter opened up the trunk and shoved Elliot inside, he curled into himself as the trunk slammed shut.

Elliot tried to catch his breath as best as he could, he resorted to quick breaths, breaths that his bruised ribs could take. It took a while until he no longer felt he was dying.

After what felt forever, Peter stopped the car and opened the trunk.

“Do not make a scene, little Elliot.” Peter warned as he stepped aside. Elliot got out of the trunk as best as he could, there were some people in the parking lot, most of them drunk out of their minds.

“Thanks, Peter.” Elliot said, knowing he needed to get on Peter’s good graces as soon as posible. Pronto.

Peter observed Elliot, trying to detect anything on his tone, on his face, on his voice.

He threw an arm lazily over Elliot’s shoulders. Elliot’s breath hitched as his ribs protested. “This is going to be fun.”

The three of them entered the amusement park, Peter paid for the three entries as Elliot and Sierra waited.

Elliot glanced up to the attractions, his stomach twisted. He hated this, he hated hights, he hated feeling his stomach drop whenever he was forced into a roller coaster.

“Oohhh.” Peter cooed as he joined them. “Eyeing the roller coaster, little Elliot? Wanna try?”

“If you want.” Elliot said, trying not to show any emotion, even tho Elliot suspected that Peter could sniff through his bullshit.

“I want.” Peter said as he started to walk to the biggest roller coaster in the park. Elliot followed after glancing at Sierra who gave him a ‘you got this’ look.

They were up, ready to be strapped down to the seat, Elliot took a seat first.

“Come on, I’ll help ya.” Peter said, grabbing the over the shoulder harness. “Hands behind your back, handsome.”

Elliot’s eye widened. “What?”

“You heard me, hands behind your back, Elliot, as far as you can. Like this.” Peter quickly showed him, putting his arms so far back until each palm peaked on the other side of his waist.

Elliot complied. He had to. The position was uncomfortable and was putting an unnecessary strain on his bruised ribs. Peter pressed down the over the head harness, his ribs were pressing against the hard material.

“It hurts.” Elliot said.

“Wonderful.” He replied with a smile as he pulled his own harness down, a security man passed through them, pushing the harness further down as a security check without giving him a second glance. Elliot gasped. His ribs hurt, his arms were pressed tightly behind his back. He was trapped, he was hurting.

Peter patted Elliot’s thigh as encouragement. “It’ll be fun, Elliot. I love hearing you scream.”

As if on cue, the machine came to life and they started moving. Elliot’s heart was drumming hard against his chest, anxiety creeping in with the slow climb. The cart tilted backward on its way to the first big drop. Elliot’s pulse quickened. It’s okay, he told himself.

They reached the top, Elliot saw what looked like 200 feet drop. The cart plunged forward, sending his entire body weight crashing against the hard harness, his arms unable to lessen the pressure against his chest, against his ribs. He could barely breathe.

His eyes water against his will, he hears Peter laughing beside him, it was joyful laugh—genuine, childlike joy.

The ride changed direction and the force shoved Elliot back into his seat, hurting his arms behind his back. He desperately tried to control his breathing,  to breath in and out, slow and steady. He didn’t want to have a panic attack. He really didn’t.

The pain on his ribs as the they fell on the second drop grounded him. He tried desperately to free his arms, as he had a little wriggle room when he was pressed down on the harness. Hoping to relieve some of the pressure on his chest. No avail.

The machine finally came to a stop after what felt like an eternity, the lock on his harness clicked open, Elliot leaned forward, unfolding his stiff arms, his shoulders protested from being held in such unnatural position.

“Fun, wasn’t it?” Peter nudged his ribs with his elbow. Elliot winced, he had to stop himself and not push Peter’s arm away.

“Yes it was, thanks Peter.” Elliot murmured, his eyes glued to the ground.

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SOME FREAKS!!!!!

[help-an-alter]

Heyyyy

Back again! We kinda need some names and pronouns for some (William) Afton Fragments, we have a few, and they wanna be different from each other but they don't know how

Ok, one is based on Glamrock Bonnie, one is a corpse, one is a glamrock oc, one is a springtrap, and we have a springbonnie

Sorry if that's a lot, they've just kinda been fighting lately, and we wanna settle this

If it's definitely too much, you can just pick and choose which ones to do, and sorry again

@galaxialauthority

Hello, this one took us awhile to complete. Honestly, most of the pronouns and some of the names can be used for any of them, so i recommend all of them taking a look at more than just their section. If these aren’t what you’re looking for, feel free to send in another ask with more specific details.

Glamrock Bonnie

names: harper, ronnie, alani, beau, terry, alfie, leo, galvin, billie, bowie, bruce, boston, cooper, bliss, blue, bo, button(s), easter, galaxy, vega, comet, caelum, draco, gale, hopper

pronouns: glam/glams/glamself, glam/our/glamourself, bun/buns/bunself, ro/rock/rockself, guitar/guitars/guitarself, col/lor/colorself, blu/blue/blueself, bo/bows/bowself, haunt/haunted/hauntedself, bonbon/bonbons/bonnieself, hy/hym/hymself, dest/roy/destroyself, wither/withers/witherself, scrap/scraps/scrapself, per/form/perform(er)self, shatter/shattered/shatteredself,

Corpse

names: carcass, cadaver, carrion, mummy, decay, destroy, burn(t), ghost, morgue, bones, crow, crowbait, bait, stitch, socket, graves, elegy, crypt, mortis, atropos, thanatos, grim, mandos, scythe, mourn(e), sickle, nocturne, dread(ed)

pronouns: rot/rots/rotself, dec/ay/decayself, gut/guts/gutself, rip/rips/ripself, tooth/teeth/toothself (alt. teethself), flesh/flesh/fleshself, tor/torn/tornself, burn/burnt/burntself, horror/horrors/horrorself, crypt/cryptid/cryptidself, bite/bites/biteself, gore/gores/goreself, bleed/bleeds/bleedself (alt. bloodself)

Glamrock OC

names: names: hendrix, jagger, jett, elliot, creed, duff, henley, joan, acrylic, alby/albie, carmen, coda, cypress, dancer, disco, eko, exodus, fable, florian, friso, genesis, glyph, jynx/jinx, kit, lake, magic, marley, omega, patches, stitches

pronouns: glam/rock/glamrockself, punk/punks/punkself, ruin/ruined/ruin(ed)self, breach/breaches/breachself, paint/paints/paintself, spike/spikes/spikeself, mas/cot/mascotself, tech/nology/technogicalself, ani/tron/animatronicself, gli/glitch/glitchself, break/breaks/breakself, fun/funs/funself, party/parties/partyself

Springtrap

names: spring(y), atherton, caldwell, pascal, ansa, casimir/kazimir, seth, apophis, alecto, discord, ruin, havoc, blaze, eclipse, anarchy, omega, ash, crusher, bones, skeleton, end(er), phantom, ragnarok, abaddon, abandon, erebus, krampus, kronos, lucifer, metal, iron, decay

pronouns: spring/lock/springlockself, bone/bones/boneself, pha/phan/phantomself, twi/twist/twistedself, scrap/trap/scraptrapself, gli/glitch/glitch(trap)self, rot/rotten/rottenself, bro/ken/brokenself, greed/greeds/greedself, af/afton/aftonself, dam/damage/damagedself, wire/wires/wireself, tatter/tattered/tatteredself, hunt/hunting/huntingself, hallucinate/hallucinations/hallucinationself, fault/faulty/faultyself, night/mare/nightmareself, sal/vage/salvageself

Spring Bonnie

names: springs, bow/boe/bo, bowie, goldie, bon, bonbon, clank, orpheus, edison, destro, phobos, phoenix, gold, goldie, rabbit, mal, hare, malhare, glitch, glitchtrap, mel, melhare, mascot, sunny, yellow, sunshine, plush, plushie

pronouns: spring/spring/springself, enter/tain/entertainself (alt. entertainerself), rabbit/rabbits/rabbitself, yell/low/yellowself, gold/den/goldenself, dine/diner/dinerself, lure/lured/luredself, end/skel/endoskeletonself (alt. endoself, skeletonself), im/pale/impaleself, de/ceased/deceasedself, possess/possessed/possess(ed)self, bow/tie/bowtieself, trap/trapped/trappedself (alt. trapself), dec/ay/decayself, burn/burned/burn(ed)self, burn/trap/burntrapself

[heartfullofleeches]

OC's reactions when reader says 'tag, you're it' and runs away

"How Cute!..... You have five seconds": Orion, Gemi, The Executioner, Sucrose, Thane, Spencer, Alasdair, Lucille, Static, Belle, Celemetine, Mono, Harper

What do I get when I win?: Erin, Orion, Gemi, Daina, Ben, Miller, Zachary, Eve, Saber, Host, C.C, Caroline, Shark Alien, Donnie, The Princess

"Haha, oh I don't know, darling" [Fucking books it after you]: Liu, Theodore, Gemini, Mocha, Bear, Trick, Caine, Nun Alien, Casper

"Let's play!" [You will get smooch to death]: Joie, Sucrose, Gus, Pin, Casper, Baron, Doc, Prince, Mimi, The Bandits

"What fun. Picnic/Lunch/Etc after?": Liu, Dea, Selene, Cherry, Maddox, Wisteria, Mal, Verona, Spot, Bo, Morgan

[On the brink of death for various reasons, but doesn't want to let their darling down]: Travis, Elliot

[cadybear420]

1!

Not sure if this is for the basic OC asks or the OC trauma asks but it don't matter cause I'll answer for both! :D

1) Will your OC get married and with who?

Evie with Aiden, Jo with Lucas, Harper Addison with Tom

1. How are their parents? Are they good? Are they terrible? Are they dead?

Evie's bio mom Rani is divorced from Scott. Scott and Evie have a healthy and loving relationship, but the separation and the situation with the divorce has caused some personal issues for her. I explain it more here.

Jo has a good and loving relationship with her parents (names still pending), but they'd often get caught up in business with stuff like her great Aunt's estate. They hated leaving, and so tried to spend time with Jo whenever possible when they were at home, especially after the incident with Jane. Jo did however use the opportunities to develop independence and self-sustaining skills, and became used to living on her own (though when she was much younger she did have Cid looking out for her).

As per canon, Harper Addison was born to Marie Vance and her bio dad who turned out to be a deadbeat and walked out on her and her mom when they were 7. Later, Marie would marry Todd Fisher, and they'd have Elliot. Harper Addison and Elliot have had a healthy and loving relationship with their parents, up until– as per canon of course– they were murdered by The Society.

Elliot and Harper now live with their Grandpa Arthur, and their relationship with him has been very rocky for the most part. Harper had eventually wanted to like him, but knowing what he did to his wife has made that very difficult, even as much as he expresses his guilt over it.

[alexitheslayer02]

My OC List

If i have a bio for them, the link will be beside their name

Lyonidas// Bio

Khai * Bio

Kotori

Amelia Equina

Calixius 

Elliot Lockheart

Annabella Lockheart

Grimm Silvers

Ares/Lucius

Catherine de Karmine

Quentin de Karmine

Romero Earheart

Atticus

Adrian Peterson

Ace/Azrael

Ren Miller

Theodore Miller/Kalma

Titus Paget/Wayne Caverndee

Ruby/Alicia Gillis

Vittoria Sagara (dead)

Amelia LeFante (dead)

Tanner LeFante

Roberto LeFante

Rose Caverndee

Jim Atwater

Justin Butcher

Sara Layne/Butcher

Jordyn Gwwyne

Tristan Hickens

Even Hickens

Jameson Averidecci

Kenneth Averidecci 

Julian/ Model TS37

Model E999

Victor  Rostislavovich Goraya (Nickname: Vitya)

Sakurai Shiro

Ling Chen/ Bio

Lai Yan

Yao Kang/ Bio

Ning Yun/ Bio

Xiao Fen/ Bio

Quin Chi/ Bio

Zhong Rong/

Fife (Title: The Briar Prince)

Robin Hill (King of Thieves) [King of Thieves character translated into ASOIAF oc] Bio

Rhian Hill [King of Thieves character translated ASOIAF oc]

Falco Stelzner

Sylvia Stelzner

Luis Stelzner

Amalia Stelzner

Nicholas Stelzner

Levi (title: the Hunter)

Lucian Istrati

Erik Harper

Filip Velez

Aleczander Valentinovich

Evangeline Bellegarde

Madame Sylvaine de Marie

Vincente de Maria

Kyle Novak

Ciel Brewer

Carlisle Brewer

Alice Nemir

Kavendre/Dean Anderson

Luminis

Vita

Malum

Alois Hernandez

Alexis O'Hara

Lysanna Faintree

Sandrith Evernight

Eugene Valentine/ Bio

[multiimistakes]

☠️: purely fandomless ⭐: fandom oc or has fandom aspects in their lore ☕: has ties to my main oc Clark ❌: closed to romantic shipping $: see end of post for notes

OCs-—

⭐ GAVIN PAYNE (COD/military fiction) (fc: Alexander Sk*rsgard) [ PMC COO. Full time asshole. ] 45. he/him

⭐ EMERICK (Dead By Daylight) (fc: Ch*rlie Day) [ OC Killer who likes teeth too much] 32-35. he/they/it.

☕☠️ KERIAN FINCH (supernatural genre) (fc: D*veed Diggs) [ Mostly peaceful monster hunter ] 40. he/they

☠️ STERLING SPECTER (supernatural genre) (fc: Glen P*well) [ Egotistical reality show possessed by demon ] 36. he/him

☠️ PETER SMITH (supernatural genre) (fc: R*hul Kohli) [ hermit werewolf with a grumpy cat ] 38. he/him

☕☠️ ❌ YUN SEO-YEON (supernatural genre) (fc: H*n so-hee) [ Super not peaceful monster hunter ] 29. she/they

☕☠️ KADEN HURST (supernatural genre) (fc: L*ke Mitchell) [ Nephil with daddy and anger issues ] Physically 39. Actual age 400+ he/him

☕☠️$ MEYA THOMPSON (supernatural genre) (fc: Any* Taylor-Joy) [ half-basilisk running rampant in the business world ] Physical 26-28. Actual age is 67. she/they

☕☠️ ❌ LANCE JOSSON (supernatural genre) (fc: R*gé-Jean Page) [ obnoxious vampire who owns a lot of wine companies ] Physically 35. Actual age is unknown but was likely born sometime around 2,600 B.C.

☠️ LUCIFER (supernatural genre) (fc: G*na Torres) [ ex-ruler of Hell turned fashion mogul ] Physically 55. Actual age predates Man. Younger than Michael. Agender. Goes by she/they but responds to any pronoun.

☠️ MICHAEL (supernatural genre) (fc: G*llian Anderson) [ disgraced archangel banished to earth. writer and hobby artist. ] Physically 56. Actual age predates Man. Gender neutral but going by she/her atm.

☕☠️ CLEO DAWSON (supernatural genre) (fc: S*nequa Martin-Green) [ living database and lifeline for supernatural hunters on the field ] 39. she/they

☠️ KYLE HARPER (supernatural genre) (fc: W*rren Kole) [ retired mean supernatural hunter turned dilf ] 46. he/him

☠️ OLETHA ANDRYT (supernatural genre) (fc: R*by Cruz) [ medieval thief cursed to perpetually reincarnate ] Physically 25. Actual age is complicated. she/her.

☕☠️ ❌ DESTRIAN ANDRYT (supernatural genre) (fc: H*gh Dancy) [ medevial thief/knight cursed to never die ] Physically 37. Actual age around 1000. he/him

☠️ CHOI MI-CHA (crime) (fc: J*on Do-yeon) [ hitwoman in her career twilight years ] 50. she/her

☕☠️ ❌ LILUTHE (supernatural genre) (fc: El*zabeth Gillies / Xolia from TDIAHM / D*ona Cheon from Sadistic Beauty) [ greed demon with a nasty temper ] Physically 31. Actual age unknown. she/her

⭐ JESSE GRANT (Lethal Company) (fc: G*rrett Hedlund) [ PMC to protect those idiots gathering scrap ] 32. he/him

⭐ DUKE FOSTER (Helldivers) (fc: Andr*ew Lincoln) [ Combat medic ] 47. he/him

⭐ WIRE (Helldivers) (fc: Kim Wo*-bin) [ walking orange tic-tac. jaded helldiver with dead brother issues ] 35. he/him

☠️FELIX MATHIEU (slice of life) (fc: Sw*nn Arlaud) [ retired celebrity chef turned jaded food blogger ] 43. he/him

☠️ ELLIOT JONES (crime) (fc: H*yden Christensen) [ sunshine dork IT guy who could totally hack into the FBI ] 25. he/him

☠️ BENNETT "THISTLE" CALHOUN (supernatural) (fc: Kyl* Gallner) [ Typical Southerner with a vague sense for the supernatural ] 29-30. he/him.

☠️ GAEL FLORES MORENO (crime) (fc: Alfonso H*rrera) [ Professional bodyguard with a second life ] 40. he/him

☠️ ASHLEY "ASH" KING (horror/slasher) (fc: jschl*tt) [ Social influencer manager, accidental Final Boy ] 25. he/him

$: if we have a ship with Clark on kxllerblond, shipping is off limits for this character.

[randomestroleplays]

𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡: 𝔣𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 (x)

concepts:

fake dating to make an ex / crush jealous

fake dating to make someone else back off

fake dating breakup, realize there are real feelings

fake dating feelings confrontations

fake dating for a job 

fake dating for a family / holiday party

fake dating but there was only one bed

fake dating for popularity

fake dating for the media

fake marriage for a visa

fake dating to go undercover

fake dating to avoid being set up

possible starters:

you say you know that you might be crossing a line

fell so deeply into it, it was all so innocent

put your lips close to mine, as long as they don’t touch

I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard

“hey –– we said no strings attached.”

“don’t go falling in love with me.”

“tell me how you actually feel for once.’

I overthink your punctuation use, not my fault, just a thing that my mind do

our thing progresses, I call and you come through

it looked alright in the pictures

you could call me “babe” for the weekend

we were supposed to be just friends

most suited ocs:

Amethyst Andrews ( riverdale / crossovers )

Arianne Martin ( teen wolf / crossovers ) 

Carlotta Falcone ( the batman / dc / crossovers )

Caroline Somerset ( original / fandom crossovers )

Elle Harper ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Finley Rider ( descendants / crossovers )

Ginny Cresta ( hunger games / crossovers )

Hollis Everdeen  ( hunger games / crossovers )

Julietta Drake ( dc / crossovers )

Kat Smith ( supernatural / crossovers )

Kyla Keller ( gossip girl 2021 / crossovers )

Lacey Tanner  ( hunger games / crossovers )

Lyra Lovell ( riverdale / crossovers )

Ophelia Wayne  ( gotham / dc / crossovers )

Rhiannon Ballard  ( stranger things / crossovers )

Rowena Abbott  ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Sierra Nearing ( the umbrella academy / crossovers )

most suited ocs (not yet introduced):

Abbie Hudson  ( glee / crossovers )

Adeline Mikaelson ( legacies / crossovers )

Adhara Black ( harry potter, golden era / crossovers )

Adina Lightwood ( shadowhunters / crossovers )

Cleo Sullivan ( the umbrella academy / crossovers )

Coco Bates ( gossip girl 2021 / crossovers )

Constance Osborn ( the amazing spider-man / crossovers )

Delaney Carlyle ( riverdale / crossovers )

Elle Winchester ( supernatural / crossovers )

Emilia Newton ( twilight / crossovers )

Jacqueline Grant ( gilmore girls / crossovers )

Josie Archibald ( gossip girl / crossovers )

Nevaeh Murphy ( supernatural / crossovers )

Rachel Elliot ( the society / crossovers )

Remi Alcott ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Valentina Wolfe ( gossip girl 2021 / crossovers )

Vanessa Kline ( titans / dc / crossovers )

Venus Malfoy ( harry potter, golden era / crossovers )

Willow Dell ( gilmore girls / crossovers )

[mechanominecraftic]

mcsm oc dump !

you can really see the tone difference between my s3 and the cassie and scarlet story lol

[gncrezan]

connor and jocelyn drop by pine springs to recruit the vances (but since the vances are siblings they’re also insufferable)

[skittishandi]

WHUMPTOBER DAY 9:

OBSESSION

bruises

tags: @gala1981 @hollowgast1 (let me know if you'd like to be added or removed)

Peter could still remember the first time Elliot had whined about “getting locked out” of his apartment a few weeks back, it was rewarding to say the least, watching his plan unfold in real time, the pieces falling like dominoes. 

Elliot, Peter quickly realized, was a guy of habits, of rituals. His days followed an set structure, a sequence of little tasks that followed a logic.

Elliot didn’t need to remember if he got his keys because he always left his keys hanging on the lock inside his door. The keys were not hanging from the door lock? That meant his keys were on his bag. It was simple. Logical, even. But so flawed.

All it took for Peter to get a hands on a copy of Elliot’s apartment keys was to organize an after-work happy hour. Peter picked the day Elliot had skipped lunch, buried in a tight deadline. Peter knew Elliot would need a beer or two to get a little tipsy. So, when happy hour was over, four beers down, Elliot opened his drawer where he kept his wallet and keys, the keys were not there, he patted his back pocket, he could feel his wallet, his keys must’ve been somewhere on him.

Peter recalls the first time he’d use those keys. He’d taken a deep breath as he unlocked Elliot’s front door. He wasn’t nervous, not really— maybe just a little on edge. It was dead quiet. Elliot’s soft breathing let Peter know he was in safe waters.

That first day, Peter had just paced around Elliot’s home, he just explored that night, walking slowly, mapping out every room. The second time, it was easier. Peter moved with more confidence as he had already memorized the layout. Peter took note of the sounds the floor made. By the fourth time, he already knew the layout of the place almost as well as his own. He’d identified out potential hiding spots. 

Peter had begun to test things here and there— small experiments to see how far he could go. Peter knew part of Elliot’s night routine was to drink a cup of chamomile tea every night.

Elliot would just boil up whatever water was in the kettle. Peter observed through a couple of days that Elliot never threw away the water in the kettle, he just refilled it to his needs. One day, he finally managed to pour a sleeping drug. 

He waited.

As expected, Elliot’s routine played out like a rehearsed play. He used last night’s water, he turned on the kettled. He drank the tea. He fell asleep.

Elliot fell asleep fast, he always did. That day, Peter slowly entered Elliot’s bedroom. He smiled as he discovered Elliot slept naked, the thin sheet just covering his ass.

That night, he’d just observed. The temptation grew quickly. The second time, he’d ventured and laid down next to him.

By the third time, he touched him.

Peter could still remember that night clearly. Elliot looked so vulnerable, the usual frown of stress was no longer there. He looked younger, Peter’s fingers traced his arms. Elliott’s skin was soft. He grabbed his shoulder and flipped him, Elliot was now laying on his back. Peter admired the unconscious man’s body. He was lean, muscular in just the right way. Lean muscle. The tips of Peter’s finger hovered over Elliot stomach, how his muscles contracted as he breathed. Magnificent.

Ever since, he’d upped the dose of sleeping drug. The last thing Peter needed was for Elliot to wake up and ruin their moment. Especially since he’d become more… enthusiastic. Bolder.

Peter loved to see the results of his night’s visits on Elliot’s body the next day at the office. He could tell how Elliot was quieter. Distracted.  He could sense his uneasiness. How uncomfortable he was becoming in his own body.

Peter loved it. Loved messing up with his body and, with that, with his mind.

Tonight? Tonight Peter he was feeling confident. He was feeling cocky due to his good streak.

He knew he was in control, he had been for months, and no one suspected a damn thing. 

He was aware of his power, he was aware of how careful he always was. Always looking over his shoulder, always watching his words at the office, he couldn’t afford to make anyone suspicious. He most definitely couldn’t afford to leave any loose ends, any trace that could be followed back to his ass.

Yet here he was. Being reckless. Stupid, even.

But— Peter also needed to know how far he could go. How much could he get away with.

He slipped into Elliot’s room, he took a moment to admire Elliot’s body as he always did. Elliot laid sprawled beneath the thin blanket, the fabric barely covering one half of his behind. So inviting. Peter’s pulse quickened. 

He pulled the sheets away, exposing Elliot fully. Elliot shifted sightly, a quiet groan escaping his lips. Peter froze. Uhmm, unusual, Peter thought. He’d have to proceed with caution.

He softly pulled him on his back, he aimed the polaroid camera at his body, focused the shot and pressed the button.

Click.

Shit.

The blinding flash exploded in the darkness, far harsher, way brighter than he anticipated. Peter watched as stirred awake.

Peter fled, sprinting from the bedroom faster than he thought possible, making sure to shut the door behind him, one more obstacle wouldn’t hurt his chances. He knew Elliot’s apartment well, he knew he had to cut through the kitchen to reach the back door.

As he tore through the hallway, something caught his eye—the half-drunk cup of tea still siting on the counter, illuminated by the moonlight. He didn’t finish the tea. No wonder.

“I see.” He whispered to himself.

He hadn’t heard any sound from Elliot’s room yet. He must probably be awake, but sluggish. Disoriented. Slow. Peter still had a bit of time, thought not much.

He glanced at the polaroid camera still in his hand, the printed photo was beautiful. He watched for a couple of seconds to memorize it. Elliot was beautiful. Such a shame I’ll have to leave it. But the sacrifice was worth it. Elliot needed to see that photo,  he needed to know someone had been there. That he wasn’t safe in his own home. 

He sighed as he quickly placed the photo on Elliot’s fridge, securing it with one of his magnets. He looked back at the direction of Elliot’s room. He could hear the bedroom door. Peter ran.

[lightningbread]

A oneshot for Rysander and Elliot from the perspective of Gwendella.

[randomwordsandstormydays]

Yes, hello, a friend showed me this dollmaker and now I have too many OCs whereas before I had exactly one.

[heartfullofleeches]

give me one of your ocs, and I will send an ask about them

Uhhhh going way back with two of these but here's a few- Zachary, Harper, Gus, Ventri

Zachary is my quack of a doctor who after losing various parts of his body and leg began stealing them from others to make himself feel whole. Neither of his eyes are his and his graphs skin onto his prosthetic arm and leg. He works with my film director slasher, Elliot, and makes sure victims are ok enough for filming and taking their parts afterwards

Harper is another slasher and the cousin of my oc Miller. She has a scar through her cheek from getting her own weapon stabbed through which was an icepick. A very laid-back woman like her cousin and a mechanic

Gus and Ventri are my clown and mime/ventriloquist siblings. Gus is he/they, Ventri is nonbinary. Gus is your average merry go lucky clown and Ventri is extremely shy, using their puppets to communicate when they aren't miming things out

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time 4.... Some asks.... Pls.... Ok! What's the main similarity between you and Bea? Would you date Harper? What's similar about you and Harper? You and Leona? What's different about you and Bea? Has Bea always known that she was pretty set in her town, or did she used to have more of a see the world spirit? What's Leona's favorite place she's been?

Main similarity between me and Bea is our sexuality and attitude. :)

I would date Harper in a heartbeat no questions asked.

Harper and I both drive a truck! (or at least I will lmao) idk he’s way more jock than me and he follows the rules way more than I do lmao

The idea of leaving has just,,, never really occurred to her. Like she could, but everything she loves and has ever known is in that town, so why would she leave? yanno

Leona’s favourite place was a town that was very similar to Bea’s. It had a bookstore on the mainstreet between and antique shop and a cafe and for a couple weeks she spent all of her time bouncing between those three stores. The town didn’t have a hotel though, so she slept in her car. Thankfully it was summer when she visited.

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Witch family