#taffy is very honest

[musubiki]

Now that you mention it, I realized we get to see Lime liking all flustered in post time skip, clearly and fatally infatuated with Mochi, but we never think of Coco and Taffy's relationship, because coco is clearly different from mochi.

But at the same time I imagine taffy being even worse than lime with his reactions, mostly because he's less used to them.

So like, when do we see taffy lose it and melt on the floor? What about coco?

AH SO TRUE!!!!1 the nature of taffy and cocos relationship is a lot different than that of mochi and lime!!!! m&l is very heavily the mutual pining, dying inside from how much you love them but too scared/proud/anxious/busy to confess to them

TAFFY AND COCO ON THE OTHER HAND...........taffy is less used to his emotions, but since he was so isolated and fucked up being raised (molded) by amanita, he also lacks any restraint in telling coco how he feels when hes comfortable enough around her. lime is like "shit shit no cant ruin my friendship with mochi" vs taffy who is like "what? thats how i feel, so what? whats the big deal?" and doesnt realize how heavy it is. taffy would say the softest, most heart-warming loving beautiful affectionate words to coco (in front of everyone) and stand there like it was nothing. meanwhile everyone is like "BRUH?!?!?"

and coco is not a super stranger to romance. she dated people in high school before so shes a little more comfortable with love as a concept, and shes extremely gentle with taffy because she knows what hes like and what hes been through.

ALSO NOTEWORTHY: when taffy first tells her how he feels shes 100% not ready for it. i dont even know if she felt that way about him remotely when he first tells her, but again shes very kind to him about it and tells him exactly something along the lines of "youre a good person and im glad you came around and i like being around you and i think we could be something in the future im just not ready right now." but taffy knows already he wont love anyone but her so says something "thats fine, ill wait." and continues to love her until she IS ready.

(regardless hes so sweet and gentle and caring to her she does fall in love with him for real and they start going out during the timeskip)

(the only time we see taffy genuinely get flustered is when coco flirts with him and makes very obvious s*xu*l teasing hints and he blanks out LMFAO!!!!!)

[a-clown-with-wings]

🍉🍉🍉 VERY IMPORTANT!!! 🍉🍉🍉

I know that I usually post about silly robots and my OCs, but for once, this isn't a silly fun post about my hobbies.

Palestine and Gaza are still very much under attack, and their people need our help in order to survive the malicious and hate filled violence that's claiming lives every day. It hurts to know that literal children are being torn apart and being separated from their parents, their homes for nothing. There is no reason for any of this to be happening, but since it still is, it's never too late to take action and help out. Whether it's donating to Palestinian charities to help with removing them from the hostilities being forced on their homes, or if you simply repost this post, you are helping with spreading a message and are bring us one step closer to helping these people and free them from this one sided war. It's not over until they are safe.

For those with money to spare, here are some charities to donate to in order to help out:

Every penny counts, so don't dwell on only donating so much. One dollar is better than nothing.

Slight relation: Companies that support Israel.

(I get that it's impossible to boycott everything, but even reducing the amount of money you give to these companies is spreading a message.)

KFC

McDonald’s

Starbucks

Pizza Hut

Dominos

Kit Kat

Burger King

Häagen-Daz

Costa Coffee

Aroma

Subway

Nestle

Walmart

Hardee

Mars

Pepsi

Coca Cola

Minute Maid

Fanta

Carnation

Smarties

Nerds

Laffy Taffy

SweeTarts

Alpo

Lipton

Tropicana

Dasani

Perrier

Sprite,

Twix

Nike

Addidas

Puma

L’Oréal

Estée Lauder

HP

American Eagle

The Body Shop

Tommy Hilfiger

Lancôme

Ralph Lauren

Johnson and Johnson

Chanel

Kyle Cosmetics

Garnier

Olay

Clinique

Urban Decay

Neutrogena

LifeBuoy

Wix

Motorola

Nido

Giorgio Armani

Victoria Secret

Maybelline

NYX

Revlon

Siemens

Skims

Goop

Marks & Spencer

Smartwater

Aveda

Tom Ford

Covergirl

Nesquik

Papa Johns

MAC

The Ordinary

Disney

Bobbi Brown

Honest

Sabra

Nokia

Nido

Walls

Tom Ford Beauty

Summer Fridays

Soda Stream

Ahava

Keter

Strauss

Danone

Tivall

AXA

Teva Pharmaceuticals

Airbnb

TripAdviser

Again, our society relies on most of these companies, so I'm not expecting you to just live off of air and hopes, but consider your favorite brands you like to shop from and think to yourself if it's worth the harm they are causing. Remember, at the end of the day, they only care about your money, not you.

[phoenixinthefiles]

Wear My Love

Miles 42 x reader 💜...🖤🔗 (my first Miles 42! fic be gentle) @dolligent

There’s a Laffy Taffy wrapper about two feet ahead of you on the library floor, with sticky bits of the candy still in it. You can’t see the riddle but you can see the hearts scattered on the wrapper and the to-and-from tag on the front.

So many teachers handed out Valentine’s candy bags today, it was really sweet. DIdn’t help out the littering problem that so many students seemed to have. 

A sneaker came down on the discarded wrapper, a purple and black sneaker.

Miles stood in front of you with a confused look on his face.

“What are you doin?”

Zoning out so I don’t have to confront the reality of you hating my gift.

Obviously you don’t say that. 

“What are you doing standing on a candy wrapper instead of picking it up? That's not very eco-conscious.”

He gives you a flat look and you give him one right back until he smacks his lips and bends down to pick the trash up. He flips the wrapper around and smirks before looking back up at you.

“What kind of tea is hard to swallow?”

“I don’t know, what kind?” You ask with an eye roll.

“Reality.” He huffs a small laugh, because of course he doesn’t know how ironic that joke really is.

“That’s funnier than half the jokes you tell me, maybe you should start eating more Laffy Taffys.”

Like the mature 16-year-old he is, he throws the wrapper at you before sitting down.

You roll your eyes and crumble the paper up and stick it in your pocket. Presumably to throw away later but you would most likely forget. 

He keeps shifting in his seat and tapping his fingers on the table as you try to continue reading. You already can barely focus on your book not knowing if he’s seen your gift or not, now he’s decided to become a drummer. 

“Miles please.” 

“Yeah? Oh I’m distracting you, my bad.”

“It’s fine I couldn’t focus anyway.” You said as you turned slightly to slip your book back into your backpack.

“Y’know somebody dropped something into my locker?”

Your hand froze on your zipper, when you twisted to face him again Miles was watching you with his eyebrows raised.

“Really, what was it?”

He gave you a deadpan look and you sighed.

Your eyes widened when He started fiddling with the collar of his shirt before pulling out a silver chain.

You immediately started trying to get a read on him; eyes darting from the necklace to his eyes and back. Surely he likes it if he’s wearing it?

Right?

He doesn’t say anything though and you clear your throat. 

“Do you like it? You can be honest, it won't hurt feelings, I just want to know.”

It absolutely would hurt your feelings. More so from the thought that you had overstepped not that he didn’t like it.

Miles reached back and unclasped the dog tags from around his neck. He didn’t look upset, more like he was trying to figure out how to look. 

“I like it, I swear.”

Your breath doesn’t come rushing out of you, but the tightening in your chest loosens and you do take a deep breath. 

“I like it a lot. How’d you get all the information?’

“I asked your mom.”

It was surprisingly easy to find someone who makes custom dog tags. The hard part was psyching yourself up to ask Ms. Río about her husband’s birthday. It took you 15 tries in front of your mirror to come up with the least insensitive way to phrase your question.

It paid off though. Miles likes it.

10 months ago you would’ve thought he was completely unemotional about it.But over time you learned to read him a little better.

Right now he was fiddling with the dog tags and twisting his lips around. 

He was fighting a smile.

He lost the battle against his facial expression and a smile broke out on his face.

You matched it and let out a nervous laugh when he looked at you again. 

He huffed a small laugh and you tried to tame the grin that felt like it would split your face. 

“Thank you.”

You nodded a bit too quickly and you ignored the ache in your cheeks from smiling so hard and the warmth you started to feel in your face.

“You’re welcome, I'm just glad you liked it.”

He nodded and a little smirk took shape on his lips.

“Yeah I like it a lot. Just don’t know why somebody I’ve been dating for 10 months would slip a gift in my locker instead of just giving it to me.” 

Your eyes widened for a split second before you rolled them in an attempt to brush off your embarrassment. 

“I was just adding a layer of mystique.”

“Uh huh, or you was just scared.” He said with a shrug. 

You scoffed but he was dead on. 

“Me? Scared? You must have me confused with somebody else?” 

He rolled his eyes and slipped his hand into his jacket pocket.

You watched him pull out a small box and reach it across the table to you.

He rolled his shoulders back and forth as he watched you pick it up. 

Seems like you weren’t the only one scared.

“What is it?”

He deadpanned again, “What’s the point of telling you instead of you just opening it?”

You rolled your eyes and refocused on the gift.

Gasping as you opened the lid, you pulled out the locket necklace sitting inside.

You looked up at Miles and smiled.

“It’s so pretty.”

He smiled hesitantly and cleared his throat.

“Open it,” he rasped.

You did and your smile grew wider. Inside the locket was a sketch of you from the day you and Miles went to the arcade. It was the only one in the city with a full set of games that still worked.

“I haven’t drawn in a while y’know so…” He trailed off and rubbed the back of his neck.

You can count on one hand the amount of times you’ve seen or heard him talk about drawing something. You can also name everything he drew. Being able to add yourself to that list feels…amazing. 

Trying to calm yourself down and not embarrass yourself by doing something like leaping across the table to hug Miles, you run your hand along the chain of the necklace.

“I don’t know if I look as good as you drew me.”

When you look back up at him he’s staring at you with an expression that’s much too adoring for you to focus on.

“Nah you look better.”

You immediately looked back down at the necklace in your hands and ignored Miles’ snickering.

As you continued to run your fingers along the chain you noticed something and your lips quirk up.

“Did you make the chain yourself?”

He rolled his shoulders again, “It’s that janky?”

You shook your head and tried to match the way his signature smirk. 

“Nah, it’s that good.”

He immediately caught on and let out a small laugh.

“I see what you tryna do, but you just not as smooth as me.”

Your eyes roll again but you laugh a little too, “Whatever Miles.”

You stood up and took the few steps to his side of the table and turned your back towards him. He took the que and stood behind you, taking the clasp and leftover chain and securing it. 

When he finished, you turned to him smiling.

He smiled back at you and straightened his necklace around his own neck.

Before you could second guess yourself you took a step closer and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Happy Valentine's Day Miles.”

His arms came up around you and you could feel his chest heave.

“Happy Valentine's Day, mami.”

[allimocha]

AlliMocha Fancuries FYC Post!

Hi Hello, Pip Pip Cheerio! Fancuries is here once again! And boy do I have something to share this FYC post.

So, I haven’t worked on Bittersweet X Daydream in a hot minute if I'm gonna be honest. A lot of other obligations have been taking time away from my main fanseries sadly. BUT I do have one new thing to show you guys regarding it.

…

Hear me out.

A redesign.

I KNoW I know I said no more redesigns, but after having these characters for so long, it's only natural that I'd want to change how they look. Specifically, there is only one character that I've redesigned so far anyway…

Lei Sandiego / Cure Spice

“𝘔𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘺, 𝘎𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘢! 𝘊𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘦!”

Age: 16 (Second year/Sophomore)

Birthday: September 18th

Height: 5’6”

Ethnicity: Hispanic American

Cure color: Blue and Scarlet

Essence: Charismatic

Often referred to as “The school beauty”, Lei is admired by almost all of her peers. Her amazing charisma, along with her intimidatingly cool and beautiful looks immediately captures everyone’s attention. But despite this, she’s really just a big fashion geek. She prides herself in her impeccable style savvy-ness and studies the latest trends all the time. Lei is also a very confident person, sometimes to the point that it can be overbearing, but she’s never arrogant and always means well. She’s a hopeless romantic and is constantly trying to look for someone who likes her beneath her looks. Although she’s fashion-centric she’s also very athletic, being the co-captain of the girls' volleyball team, and so devotes time to doing both hobbies.

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That's not all, however, because I also have a new series that I've been working on. A crossover series if you will. Based on one of my favorite Disney movies of all time:

Sugar Rush! Precure

A group of girls go to the arcade after school every day to hangout. They excel at most of the consoles there, notably the racing games. One day, Vanelope finds a weird token like she had never seen before, as it was engraved with intricate patterns and a shiny gold. When she attempts to use it in a racing game, it flashes in the machine and floats out as another trinket (henshin item). At that moment, a mysterious person is creating havoc outside the arcade, clearly looking for something. He spots the trinket in Vanelope’s hand, and we all know what happens from here.

Yep! Cures based on the sugar rush racers from Wreck-It Ralph! So far, I only have 2 of their designs, but I'm still completely in love with where this is going. Speaking of which, lets show those two off!

Vanelope Von Schmitt / Cure Sweets

Age: 16

A very confident girl, Vanelope is definetly the ray of sunshine that brightens anyone’s day. She’s very friendly, but is also not afraid to tell it like she sees it. She also has a habit of being overly sarcastic or jokey, which can come off as annoying to others. Not really good at school and overly clumsy, so sometimes covers her negative emotions with jokes or sarcasm. Adores arcades and always states it’s her home away from home.

Tabitha Mathews / Cure Taffy

Age: 16

Very rich and spoiled and it definetly shows. She can be cocky and overbearing at times, but she’s got a good heart. One of the more popular girls in their school, and accells in all her extracurriculars. Due to her father being principal, people have rumored that all her grades were boosted due to nepotism, but that’s not true. She works hard to get where she is, and while vain and sometimes a little rude, she isn’t afraid to help others in need. Goes to the arcade to get away at times.

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So that’s all I’ve been working on so far! I can’t really say I’ve done much with my fanseries over the years, but hopefully you all like what I do have!

Byieeee~!

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for banning gum and chips from my car?

I'll keep this simple. I (24F) have misophonia, and chewing sounds are among my worst triggers. I often physically recoil and twitch from the sound of it, involuntarily.

For safety's sake and the sake of my sanity, I've decided that "loud" food like chips, gum, taffy, etc. is banned from my car (I only recently began driving and now own my very first car).

My older sister thinks this is a mean thing to do, but I think it's reasonable, considering that it's my car and I feel it may pose a safety hazard. To be honest, even if my reactions didn't make me physically twitch, I think it would still be reasonable because I shouldn't have to be in unnecessary mental pain while I'm driving.

Is this a dick move? Should I just put up with the chewing?

(Nobody relies on me for rides currently, the only person I regularly drive around is myself. Family members sometimes willingly come with me when I decide to take a random trip to the store, and other stuff like that. Nobody is forced by circumstances to be in my car when they don't want to.)

[zooophagous]

Guys I know we're all rightfully pissed at the pet sitter but it sounded like an honest mistake. They have very high anxiety and were terrified of accidentally overdosing the birds and hurting them that way, and the birds were all very active and in good spirits until the day after I came home, so there's really no way they could have known anything was going wrong. She was even acting ok as early as this morning, but when these birds crash they crash incredibly quickly. You sometimes have as little as an hour from the onset of visible symptoms to a bird that's beyond help.

Taffy has survived thus far because she was a large healthy bird before the issue arrived, and she was immediately given emergency calcium and taken to the vet within 5 minutes of being found on the cage floor.

Finches are really delicate, and gouldian finches are especially delicate even for finches. Even experienced bird carers will lose a female to a calcium crash now and then. I don't harbor ill will to the pet sitter. If anything I'm more angry at myself for leaving, and for not finding a more experienced exotics carer to watch such delicate animals.

[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

Serving Tea

A writing exchange for @laffy-taffy-creations! Hope you like it! Also, big thanks to @creweemmaeec11 for helping me write this!

The prompt was as follows:

Set up: Whumpee who is currently staying with Caretaker after being rescued from a place they were used as a servant, every month Whumpee has a breakdown about 'not being used like they're meant to be' (thanks to brainwashing) and each month Caretaker promises to try but never does because they can't imagine ever asking anything of Whumpee.

Prompt: "Master/Mistress, you say this every time... *Let me do something for you*..."

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“Whumpee, what’s wrong?” Caretaker asked.

Whumpee tried to maintain their composure, but they let out a choked sob anyway. They stood in front of Caretaker with their head down, unable to look them in they eye. Caretaker got up out of their armchair and approached Whumpee, concern etched into their features. They wanted to hug them, but they refrained, knowing Whumpee wouldn’t know how to receive it.

“You s-still won’t use me like I’m meant to be!” Whumpee cried.

Caretaker bit their lip.

“I promise I’ll try-”

“You say that every time!” Whumpee blurted, then gasped.

Whumpee withdrew into themselves, frightened that they had interrupted their master. When they spoke again, it was much quieter.

“Let me do something for you, Master…”

Caretaker’s face fell. Whumpee sounded so… desperate. The last thing they wanted to do was feed into their conditioning, but…

“Okay, Whumpee, can you- can you bring me a… can you bring me a cup of tea?”

Whumpee blinked, looking up. Their face brightened as they nodded quickly. They practically ran to the kitchen to make Caretaker’s tea. Caretaker sighed, settling back into their armchair and burying their face in their hands.

Whumpee returned a few minutes later with a cup of tea in their hands. They handed it to Caretaker.

“Thank you, Whumpee,” Caretaker said quietly, “there’s something else I’d like you to do for me…”

“Of course, Master! Anything.”

“One, like I’ve been telling you, you can call me Caretaker, I’m not your master,” Caretaker said, “two, I want you to bring me another cup, empty this time.”

“Empty? O-of course, Mas- Caretaker, I’ll be right back.”

Whumpee left and returned with an empty teacup. Caretaker took it and poured half of their tea into it. Whumpee tilted their head, puzzled. Caretaker handed the second cup back to Whumpee.

“I don’t understand, M- Caretaker,” Whumpee said.

“It’s for you to drink,” Caretaker explained.

“Oh, Caretaker, I couldn’t-”

“Answer this for me, and be honest, do you not like tea?”

“Oh, I love it, but-”

“Would you not enjoy drinking it?”

“I would enjoy it-”

“Then that’s all there is to it,” Caretaker said with a soft smile, “that’s your tea, and you should drink it. Just like you have your room, and your freedom to do what you want. You don’t need permission from me, and you don’t have to do everything for me.”

Whumpee looked quite conflicted. It was as if Caretaker was speaking a foreign language to them. Hesitantly, they took a sip of the tea. They looked to Caretaker for reassurance.

“It’s alright,” Caretaker said, “no one’s going to punish you. Sit down.”

Caretaker gestured to the other armchair. Whumpee looked horrified.

“Whumpee, this is your home too, you can sit where you want.”

Whumpee gulped, and very gingerly sat down in the soft seat. When nothing bad happened, Whumpee relaxed just a tiny bit.

“There, see?” Caretaker said, “I know it’s hard, but you’ll get used to it, I promise.”

Whumpee nodded, then took another sip of tea. Caretaker held back the urge to cheer.

“Good job,” Caretaker said instead, “it’s good, isn’t it?”

Whumpee nodded with a small smile, taking another sip of their tea. This was the most progress they had made in months. One day, they’d be fully recovered, and wouldn’t feel the need to ask permission for anything or become subservient to a master. Caretaker eagerly awaited that day.

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[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

Felt like expanding my MLP next gen a little lol

All the bases used are made by ElementBases on deviantart and here are the links for them (might not work though since i didn't bother to check if they lead to the right URL)

X / X / X / X / X

SHIPS AND LORE UNDER THE CUT!!! (OR NOT SINCE TUMBLR DECIDED TO BE FUCKING BROKEN AND NOT LET ME FORMAT THIS POST HOW I WANTED!!!)

Left to right

Majesty, serena, royal blue - princess celestia x mirror!sombra (he's from the IDW comics in case you're confused)

These three are triplets, surprisingly! They're the princesses of heart, soul and mind and are named after three ponies from G1. Legends say that if you were to come into contact with one of the sisters and give an offering, they would bless you with their abilities; majesty gives you the ability to sense emotions, serena gives you the ability to understand yourself on a spiritual level and royal blue gives you endless wisdom. They may seem like super elegant princesses but in reality they're just a bunch of dorks who argue while playing monopoly on family game night. Majesty is very kind and often acts as a peacemaker in most situations; serena is the most pompous of the three due to being the only one who's an alicorn and therefore being the most powerful (fun fact: serena's hair is inspired by usagi from sailor moon because she has the same name in the DIC dub of the anime, not to mention serena has sailor moon's tiara!) Lastly royal blue is more or less the quiet one and she spends most her time nose-deep in a book. I imagine her being kinda like shiver from splatoon 3 personality-wise because i can't think of a trio of characters with different personalities without thinking of those 3 mfs from sploon 3

Taffeta and taurus - princess luna x discord

Fun fact: i decided to ship luna x discord and make it part of my next gen because i saw a fancomic on deviantart when i was like, 8 where the two pull pranks on the ponies by giving them weird dreams! Anyways, taurus is the older one. They are the princess of the zodiac and is very stoic and calm, she takes things EXTREMELY seriously and has a hard time letting loose and having fun (also she goes by she/they, just so you know), she also has albinism and their design was inspired by princess tiffany from G1 because i think she's really pretty :3

Taffeta is the younger sister, she is named after a pony from G1 much like the other princesses though i imagine she goes by "taffy" as a nickname. Taffy isn't really the princess of anything yet so she's just vibin as a typical 16 year old girl (a direct character inspiration for her being pearl from spongebob) i imagine that she has acne and likes covering it up with face stickers....also she's pansexual because i accidentally used the pan colors in her design and thought "why not?"

Red rhubarb pie - pinkie pie x minty

Rhubarb is chocomint's older sister, since chocomint is inspired by the song "aoi chan is going to eat chocomint no matter what" by GYARI, and by extension the synthV character aoi kotonoha, rhubarb is inspired by aoi's sister akane. Her name is inspired by a food item in stardew valley and i imagine she often hangs around her aunt maud, her special talent is making CBD candies and she runs a cannabis shop where she often runs into daisy bell.

B.B. buttercup - rainbow dash x applejack

If i'm being honest, i only created this cutie because i wanted to make a pony based on the powerpuff girls! Her full name is "bubbly blossoming buttercup" and she's around 11-12 years old. Much like the ACTUAL powerpuff girls, she's very strong (ESPECIALLY for an earth pony) i imagine her personality being somewhat similar to that one theory about the powerpuff girls being 3 different parts of a girl named brenda or whatever that theory was about lol (fun fact: her name was inspired by the youtuber dollightful's character bibi bubbles ^w^)

[skeleton-mischief]

Fresh Sans!

Yo, I'm Fresh! Don't you dare forget it, ya hear?¿ I'm the best thing you'll ever need!!

(Headcanons below :-) )

- Official Height: 6'3

- He/Him but doesn't mind gender neutral pronouns either

- Optimistic nihilist

- Confident, honest, assertive, teasing, deceitful, erratic, social, cocky, careless, playful, impulsive, perceptive, self sufficient, loud, self involved, apathetic, nosy, unfiltered, and individualistic

- Often, the parasite will willingly leap to other bodies once the husk is no longer usable, fashion becoming altered by whatever AU Sans it possesses

- a fan of TMNT, he owns action figures even

- carries around gum, figurines, stickers, pins, and other random items that somehow fit inside his pockets

- can do backflips effortlessly and is highly flexible, agile

- Speaks uniquely with words like "yo broseph," "that's not very swag, broski" etc.

- He has multiple versions of bro for him to name others

- skateboards to travel around frequently, his skateboard somehow manages to summon and even be shaped differently based on the AU

- Dances commonly and overall cartoonish with his movements, he can

- Often chews on gum or has suckers to eat since he doesn't smoke

- Uses slang and hardly, if ever, curses. If he does curse, it's beyond a serious reason to believe what he has to say

- Has a giant bat as his weapon of choice, but he has stolen multiple mili weapons and even has a magical nuke of choice

- His glasses express his emotion, or just say what he's thinking/saying

- Gets in others personal space but refuses others to do the same for him. Rarely does he actually worry though, since no one wants him super close to them

- Loves to wreck havoc and does not have any attachments to others as a result

- Annoys Error for funsies, along with Red or others that

- AuDHD

- Magic smells and tastes of taffy/fruity candy

- No one can determine what he does or expect a planned attack, his erratic behavior is worse than any other AU

- Has the ability to warp his surroundings in an odd manner. Not quite a glitch but more of a colorful, chaotic way of altering his surroundings. He doesn't do it intentionally, but doesn't mind. For example, things seem to pop with intense color, things that are depressing altering to something else. Cigarettes = Suckers, Alcohol = Soda, etc

- Loves candy and has a sweet tooth, he rarely doesn't have candy in his mouth

- Travels into other AU's, but people are weirded out by him when he appears. He loves to confuse others

- Often seen as annoying, he has a tendency to not care

- He hardly ever is anything but happy, and even then he is never seen not smiling. There would have to be something wRønG to have him frowning

- Has multiple pins and jewelry, he will give you a gift he has if he likes you. It helps him identify you when he decides to travel and needs to remember what timeline of a character knows him

- Will gift people odd things, once he gave someone a Lego pack while another person was gifted a keychain

- Loves furbies to a concerning extent. He somehow got ahold of one that's conscious and carries it around with him. It's the only thing he's truly attached to

- Even if he doesn't have a lot of compassion, empathy, or sympathy, he won't involve others in his drama for the sake of "them not being able to handle his fun nature" (he actually does care for them, and just refuses to acknowledge it)

- Won't go out of his way to keep others safe often, but on occasion he has saved someone. No one can identify what the reason happens to be

- People tend to say "oh no, not him," when he appears

- He canonically can censor other people with their curse words, and in fact it's impossible to curse when he's around

- April 20th is his official bday (420 joke) but because Fresh doesn't like drugs he lies by telling others his birthday is April 1st

- Apparently has amazing Defense to the point that it's nearly impossible to kill him. Only the husk can die, since nothing can out speed the parasite. The only entity it's ever avoided is Reaper, as Reaper happens to be the only one to actually scare the parasite

- Has explosive furbies. He can activate them as if they were a detonator when thrown. When it lands on any intentional or unintentional target, it will explode into a great explosion of "murderous colors"

- Is horribly blunt, he'll say whatever is on his mind without concern. In fact, it can be absolutely the worst insult you've ever had

- He's quite affectionate. He'll hold people's hands, hug them, press foreheads, and even do a kiss now and again

- Has a lot of 80's and 90's fashion, but he just wears whatever makes him happy at the moment

- He doesn't classify himself as good or bad, as he only worries for himself. (....unless?)

- Usually watches other AU's when they're fighting, sometimes he'll fuck shit up as a result too even if it's someone he was on good terms with

- It rarely happens, but if he's angry enough his parasite will crawl out of his eye socket to wrap its tentacles around his glasses. The parasite often moves around the body, which would be around the ribs or the skull

- If he takes off his hat, usually something is underneath like a rubber duck or even a smaller hat

- Acts like he's friends with everyone, even if they absolutely disagree since he just wants a good time

- Taller than other Sanses usually so he looms over them or uses it to his advantage

- Loves to float around, either in air or in water (don't ask)

- His glasses stay on his head at all times. Always, as it's a "stamp" of his character

- Loves french fries and ketchup, though he doesn't need food often

- Usually likes 80's and 90's music but will listen to any for fun

- Adores seeing kids and spending time with them when it happens. He loves to get them to laugh, to play around

- Tom Cardy and Weird Al is his favorite artists

- Roller skates around and often customizes them

- He is one out of two individuals who knows that Ink is soulless

- Gender does not affect him, but he likes masc and gender neutral pronouns the most

- He is very in control of his emotions, he has never lost control of them. HOWEVER, there is a slim chance that if he ever fell in love or loved someone platonically, he would think that he was dying or that he was sick with something

- He's on the aroace spectrum, and there are no reports of him ever experiencing love or sexual attraction. There is a slim chance of love actually forming, romantic at least, but don't expect it to be anytime soon

- He doesn't care what people think, he would love to wear a dress or a skirt with a cute cardigan. Androgynous or masc outfits are what he likes, but he's not against wearing fem clothes

- Can he get drunk? Well, yes, but what gets him drunk isn't alcohol. He has a high metabolism, and it would have to be a specifically made magical beverage to get him wasted. In fact, alcohol, drugs, and smoking are things he avoids. He once snorted a whole ass pack of fun dip and pixie sticks. He didn't do it anymore after the incident.

Closing Notes: I won't really think about what he's like in a romantic relationship since I personally don't see it happening. If it was ever requested, I might consider it someday. I just think he'd form platonic relationships if anything. Thank you for reading :-))

[calciumdeficientt]

What if I asked for more max headcanons.,., *bats eyelashes*

Ohohohohhoh okay can do. Fuck that weird bitch forreal

SIR MAXELL WHITLOCKE IV HCS

Sensitive to light, silver, garlic, holy water and cru- oh no wait. No no no hold on that’s a vampire. My bad. He’s probably just sensitive to light from all the many hours spent trawling the depths of Reddit like some kind of goblin, and maybe has some kind of allergy to silver jewellery. He’ll die if you stake him through the heart but that seems like pretty standard procedure for any living creature. Maybe sprinkle a little bit of holy water on him, or text him a bible verse or something if he’s annoying you and he’ll get out of your hair.

Hunched constantly, unlike Gary its not intentional, he just has bad posture and just a smiiiiidge of scoliosis that never got fixed because he kicked and screamed and bit so much has a kid that his parents, nannies and other caregivers refused to attempt putting the back brace on him. So now he stands at that creepy angle all the time, and probably will for the rest of eternity. The hunch will only get worse as he ages, so when he’s and old man he’ll probably be folded completely in half like a contortionist.

Technically his DAD is the one with the knighthood, he was given it for charity work he did in Africa. Max just uses his title as leverage over the preps. That was actually how he got in, he was asked for a name and as soon as ‘Sir’ left his lips they were rolling out the red carpet for him and preparing a room private room in Harrington House. Likely commandeering one of the other, poorer preps’ rooms. The IV part is real, he was named after his great great grandfather, who had ancestral ties to the East India company but we don’t talk about that… wait what’s that red dot… its moving oh god. No N-

Has a series of lab rats he likes to do tests on. Noting crazily sinister, just little mazes. Although sometimes the mazes are more like labyrinths, equipped with little minotaurs in the form of his pet snake Basil. He likes seeing them work through the puzzles and often doesn’t name them until they’ve succeeded in at least one maze. They have to earn their names, its pointless getting attached to them if they’re completely brainless. Taffy is his oldest and best rat, as well as being his best confidant and just generally the snuggliest.

The phrase ‘say it dont spray it’ was invented the day he got his headgear on by the way. Super cool claim to faim to be honest. He cannot say a single sentence without drooling on himself or others. It’s really incredible how much spittle one boy can produce. Even when he’s just sat there, he produces volumes of saliva that could easily fill an Olympic sized swimming pool, his mouth doesn’t close all the way, so its not really his fault he drools like an old, blind English Bulldog.

Really wants friends and approval. He raised himself from when he was old enough to dress, shower and otherwise exist unattended. Hence why he clings to Gary like a barnacle and much like a barnacle, he’s just as much of a nuisance. Gary gives him praise, approval and guidance, much like his parents were supposed to. So he hangs on his every word and praises him like a god. He has a little shrine in the corner of his rim full of Gary’s stuff. Discarded notebook paper, old yearbook photos, gum. its as creepy as it is wholesome. He just likes to keep the mementos. Very is his first and only humans friend, so its safe to say Max is more than a little obsessed with what he has to say. Because of this sheltered past, it makes Maxwell Gary’s personal errand boy and puppet. He’s more likely to get away with stuff because of the privilege of being rich, and that little weasel knows it.

[head-in-the-stars0305]

Enjoy the silence

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏

𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟗

Going to one of those big parties was never really your thing, usually being considered an outcast so you weren’t used to loud music, drunk people and football players being.. well.. football players. You would have never gone to a party like this, but here you were, being dragged to the party by your stepsister Carol because she said you need socialization.

“You know we could’ve walked right?” You told her, knowing the place was just a 10 minute walk from your home.

“Yeah it would’ve taken us like half an hour to get there by foot” she replies, but the truth is that she’s wearing jellies and those things make your feet hurt.

“there’s a shortcut through bachelors in the forest”

“The haunted cemetery? You know they do witchcraft over there, I don’t want to get sacrificed” Carol always believed any rumor she heard so you weren’t surprised by her believing the whole witchcraft and cult thing about the graveyard.

“It’s not haunted, it’s just abandoned and desecrated. I think it’s really peaceful and quite, it’s my reading spot” since you were forced to move here you became really attached to the graveyard, a quite place where you could read without interruptions, you never understood why it was such a comforting place to you, thinking that maybe being surrounded by nature helped you relax. “I like to do wax rubbings of the tomb stones, I also have a favorite” you said with a smile thinking about it.

“You have a…favorite one?…” Carol said, probably weirded out by this hobby of yours, you knew it was weird but you enjoyed it, going to the cemetery, doing wax rubbings, reading.. without anyone to disrupt your peace.

“Yeah, it’s this young man from the 1800s, I tend to his grave and leave him flowers..I talk to him sometimes” oh that young man, you didn’t know his name sadly, sometimes you would guess names that would suit him, like.. Victor or Walton.. he was such an intriguing man, you wished you were able to talk to him, maybe he would get you, just maybe. Visiting his grave was your favorite part of the day, not for a macabre reason, you just enjoyed talking to him and feeling like he was actually listening to you in that moment, that feeling helped you a lot after the accident.

“That’s really weird y/n, please don’t tell that to anyone” you knew you should’ve kept your mouth shut, she thinks you’re a weirdo now.

“I just don’t think anyone should be forgotten..”

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

When you got to the party Carol instantly left you to join her friends, you stayed for a while at the car looking around before going to the mini fridge near the pool. As you opened it and took out a Pepsi somebody started talking behind you.

“If you’re looking to fade out the booze is inside”

You turned around to look at him and instantly recognized who he was, Andy Clark, a guy you’ve never spoke to but still had a crush on, it was very silly to be honest.

“What?” You asked, already confused as to why was the Andy Clark talking to you.

“The booze, it’s in the house”he replied

“Yeah I think my stepsisters friend brought most of it, I think her name is Taffy or something” You remember Taffy, she was the nicest one in your stepsisters friend group, even nicer than Carol, sometimes she would come to your house to hang out with Carol but you didn’t talk to her much. She was really nice though, you wished she was your stepsister.

“Mhm, you’re y/n Gardner. Andy..Clark” he said, why did he know your name or better, how did the know your name, you’ve never even talked to him how the hell did he know your name.

“Why?.. why do you know my name?” You whispered looking at him and he just laughed, oh my god he has a nice laugh.

“Well you submitted some really strong poems to the Grackle, I’m one of the editors. You’re poems are great, very dark but they’re great” you could’ve died right then and there and you wouldn’t even have cared, he likes your poems, he thinks they’re great.

“Thank you” you said with a smile before Tamara, she has English class with you, came and interrupted your conversation, talking to Andy. “Hey Tamara” you didn’t mind her, she was pretty cool actually.

“Hi, sorry how do we know each other?” She asked.

“We have English together, I usually sit in the back”

“Ohhh you’re y/n right??” Some people would say she was mean but she was actually really nice, at least to you she was.

“Yeah that’s me” you said cracking open your Pepsi.

“Do you.. want a sip?” She said offering you her cup, you weren’t sure what was in there but you didn’t want to look uncool in front of Andy, so you accepted it and drank almost half of it.

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

You were high, like super high.

You ended up inside the house and Doug found you, you trusted him, he was a nice guy, he asked you about your favorite director, he even held your hair back while you threw up in a trash can.

He took you to a random bedroom, away from all the noise, you were thankful for that. Then a thunder erupted making you jump slightly by the sudden noise.

“Oh no, looks like the angels are bowling” he said, making you smile.

“My mom used to say that” your eyes were closed and you smiled thinking of your mother, though your thoughts were interrupted by Doug.

“Does that feel good?”

You looked at him and then slowly looked down where his hand was.. he was touching you, what. The. Fuck.

You just stood up and ran out the door, Doug shouting something in the back, you didn’t listen you just kept running out without a certain direction, all you knew was that..

Doug was not a nice guy.

Tamara was not sweet.

And you were an absolute idiot accepting a spiked cup, it was all your fault you ended up in this situation.

You just kept running, you stopped when you realized you were surrounded by some familiar trees and in front of you was a familiar grave. Getting closer to him made you feel more at ease, like everything disappeared.

You looked up to the statue that somewhat represented the face of the young man, lightly touching his stone cheek.

“I wish I was with you”

[flappy-tambourine]

I tell you all about Slappy, if I read it right you wanted to know about our clowns.

Slappy is a clown that I hope rescue from what I can only describe as a puppy mill. Slappy grew attach to me and every time for 3 days I try to put his in a proper shelter he would just appear in my house again. He a scared mime, with some Harley Quinn (?). He hates photos, loves to write and cats. He also had a habit of slapping people. That actually one of the reason he name Slappy. But the slapping has slow down after I got some answer. He very playful, and curious about everything. He has unfortunately a small tent because small yard, it a 10x10. He 6 or 6'9 and idk his age. He copies others clowns and humans. Though he also likes to jump scare or attack people. His favorite treat is taffy.

Thank you for reading

Oooo sound like he’s got a special attachment to you how lucky. Slappy definitely seems like he has some scare clown in him. But the slapping sound like a behavioral disorder probably due to some trauma he got before being rescued. To be quite honest you will need to get him more space for a clown of that size and especially when you have anything breed with a Harley you need at least 20x20 feet of space and a hight ceiling tent for acrobatics. I would recommend a trapeze. Though knowing that you have this unbreakable bond moving to a house with a larger lawn shouldn’t be a hard decision to make.

Hope this helps happy clowning (•:>*

[insanityclause]

I really wonder how that went down when she read it. Like, it was HER story and article and didn’t have anything to do with Tom (they do seem to want to let their careers stay separate from each other and personal lives private from everyone, all very smart moves). That HAD to be an unexpected gut-punch.

And yeah, I bet the writer was pissed they couldn’t get more out of her about their personal lives and slipped that in to get the clicks they wanted. Feels similar to me about how it seemed Taffy kept pushing Tom for info on TS, he would resist, she’d extrapolate everything he said to be ONLY about TS. (Let’s be honest, he’s too smart to do that and she’s brutal when she doesn’t get the story she wants and will fill in a LOT of gaps and add jabs)

His obituary (in the media) will mention dating TS in 2016. I guarantee it.

Same with the NY Times profile in 2019. No matter if he'd asked for no TS questions or not, they would have found a way (like this article did) to include her name. You don't need to ask the subject a question about it, you just do it 'as context'.

Oh yeah, the obit definitely will have that. No matter what else he does over that 50 year period. Been saying that for years.

[kindheart525]

Welcome to the Thirdverse! A next gen set after the events of MLP:FiM where the Mane 6, growing into new adult lives, begin to drift apart. In the process, one by one, under difficult circumstances, they find themselves going against their own Elements of Harmony~

Twilight Sparkle Wife of Sunburst. Mother of Celestial Blessing and Bismuth Sun. She rules Equestria from Canterlot, quite far from all her friends who she attempts to stay in touch with. But despite this attempt she has also actively betrayed the values of friendship, and although she truly thought it was for the best at first, she carries deep shame over what she did.

Applejack Wife of Sugar Belle. Mother of Blackberry Maple, Orchard Sunrise, and Fireside Jam. Currently the new matriarch of Sweet Apple Acres after Granny Smith’s passing, her life hasn’t changed that much materially as she has stuck pretty close to her home roots. However, she has been less-than-honest with her own kin, and as much as she tries to act like everything is fine and dandy, deep down she knows she can’t hide the truth forever.

Rarity Wife of Filthy Rich. Stepmother of Diamond Tiara and later the mother of Princess Cut. She got the life many fillies dream of: married to a wealthy pony and a very successful businessmare on her own. She still lives in Ponyville but never stays in one place between her boutique connections and her husband’s wide network. She wants to make a good impression on the elite ponies and do right by her stepdaughter, but this will put her generous spirit to the test. 

Rainbow Dash Eventual wife of Big Macintosh. Former partner of Svengallop, Double Diamond, Hoo’far, and Short Fuse. Mother of Evergreen Blaze, Moonray Chill, Lantern Glow, Strawberry Breeze, and later Earth Day. She has been more or less wandering all over Equestria as she grapples with multiple failed relationships and a damaged view of herself, especially as she lives with the crushing regret of a choice she made that went against her loyal nature.

Fluttershy Wife of Pharynx and Quibble Pants. Mother of Tiger Lily, Daisy Wasp, and Fairyfly. She lives in the Changeling Kingdom as their new Duchess and feels fulfilled to be surrounded by such a beautiful kingdom and so many friendly and welcoming creatures. The changelings have been nothing but kind to her and her family and she strives to show them the same kindness they showed her, while also struggling with being kind to herself. 

Pinkie Pie Wife of Luna and Tempest Shadow. Mother of Sunny Sweet Dreams, Laffy Taffy, and Galatea Candyheart. Lives in Silver Shoals where the princesses are retired, but won’t hesitate to hop on a train, boat, or hot air balloon to see any of her friends around the world! She’s literally the ray of sunshine of her family, with two wives who can be gloomy for reasons she can’t understand, and three kids who are going through their own struggles. It’s still her life’s mission to make everypony smile, but that’s proving to be harder than she thinks. Will she be able to maintain her faith in joy and laughter?

[justavatofacid]

okay im going to be very honest i think those bruises come from taffy. in that case, both of you would be in the wrong in this situation. very wrong.

I just needed to say it…

I…I overreacted.

[calmbluebellsstarm]

A Witch’s Slumber

Chapter 4

The lost boys x OC

Warnings: description of wounds and blood, Paul also biting his own hand

A very big thank you to those who are enjoying the story!❤️❤️❤️

All return to the original part of the cave, David sitting on his chair, Dwayne and Paul sitting by the fountain and Marko sitting on an old couch. Nani not knowing where to sit just stood in front of them with Klaus in her hands, feeling a sense of awkwardness and dread. Marko noticed quicker than the others along taking a liking to her.

“Sit next to me!”He scooted and patted the spot next to him,Nani stared for a second “Hurry before David makes you sit on his lap.” David snapped his head at Marko who had a smug look on his face and saw Nani rush to the couch sitting next to Marko. David was annoyed with Marko but more so with Nani for believing him. Dwayne wanting to break the tension decided to ask the first question about their new friend. “What were you doing in Max’s home?”

Nani looked deep in thought before answering with a sigh she answered. “He was my caretaker since I was nine, when I got old enough I wanted to leave out on my own. He didn’t take too kindly to that idea.”

Nine? Had she been on her own that whole time? No, someone had to be there for those previous years. Yes, street kids are a possibility hell they were street kids in the past but in her case, there’s no way someone couldn’t have been with her otherwise she would’ve been seen long ago. Marko asked the next question as their minds were getting more questions than answer.

“Were you on your own until max found you?” Nani paused and had a somber look to her now as she petted Klaus. “No, I had a family. They taught me what I know now with the time I had with them, we kept quiet and to ourselves for our own safety. That wasn’t enough though, someone came to my home and I heard the screams of my family when they set my home in flames. I managed to get out and Max found me a day later because of the smell of my injuries.”

“To add you to his make believe family, right?”

David added and got a nod to his question. Each boy saw the painful look of speaking about her family, Paul wanted to change the subject along with knowing what she is.

“What are you?like a witch bird lady?” Dwayne swatted at Paul’s shoulder. “Hey!I’m just curious!”

“Well yeah to be honest, I’m a harpy and any magic I know is from my family.”

“That it? Max kept you around for that? You sound more like a pet than a daughter.” David trying the girl’s patience.

“David.” Dwayne looked at their leader with a warning tone though Nani wasn’t offended by the comment.

“Well…you’re not that far off to be honest, harpy’s feathers and blood are used as ingredients for different things. Max didn’t always use me for that just occasionally when I was small.”

“What? He’d give you a lollipop right after?” Paul joked not meaning for it to be taken seriously.

“No. He gave me taffy.”Nani looked straight at him not picking up his humor, Paul’s chuckle died within seconds and smile had dropped. David clapped his hands together, satisfied with most of the answered and stood up.

“Well! Seems like we got our questions done and in order.” He gently stood Nani up and started walking her towards the caves’ exit quickly.

“So sorry about your 80 year sleep, dead family, yada yada whatever. You’re free now and you should probably go before Max even knows you’re out of your coffin we’ll bring your stuff up for you in a second.”

Nani didn’t process everything could only mumble a soft alright and walked up the steps of the cave and waited for them to bring her trunk. Marko is used to David’s behavior towards people they didn’t trust or liked but for the first time it felt rude, don’t get him wrong Marko couldn’t give a fuck what people thought of him or the rest. This felt different though, he knows because he saw Paul and Dwayne felt the same they just went along with David. He wanted Nani to stay for some reason and he was going to try to make it happen.

“No.” David walked to the cavern with Marko Paul and Dwayne behind him.

“But why?! She’s basically defenseless in this new world!”Marko tried making a case while keeping up with him. “She threw you at us mid air and stood at 8 foot tall as a giant bird. That doesn’t sound defenseless to me, I’d rather we don’t find out what more she can do or leading Max back to us.” David kept his eyes forward avoiding eye contact with the smaller vampire while grabbing one side of the trunk and Dwayne the other.

“It might be for the best Marko.” Dwayne added. They exited the cave finding Nani back in her harpy and Klaus back as a wooden carving. Nani took her trunk from them and plucked a feather from her wing, handing it to Paul.

“A token of gratitude for helping my escape.” Paul smile at it “Cool I’ll tie it in a necklace later”She made a confused expression at his response but didn’t question him. Marko still wanting her to stay spoke out. “You sure you don’t wanna to stay?” Nani stared at the curly blonde for a moment then at the rest and back to him. “I’m sorry, I’m grateful for your help but I have to go out on my own now. Maybe we’ll cross paths.” With that Nani spread her wings and flew off out of their view. David going back into the cave Dwayne followed second, Paul waved the feather at Marko resulting in playful shoving and laughing before going back into their cave.

Nani felt her rapid heart beat and flew far only stopping when she felt safe,nearly crashing on to the ground. She clutched her chest as she tried to get her breathing under control, Klaus witnessed this and climbed onto her hand only to bite her.

“Klaus!what was that for?!”

“You must calm yourself! I’m surprised those blood suckers don’t hear that pacemaker of your from here! Let alone when you were trying to keep it calm!” Her mouse friend scolded her “Good job on acting dense, I don’t trust a single one of those delinquents. No no no I do not.”

“Yes well most wasn’t acting, this isn’t the world we know anymore. Everything is gon…” Nani realized something before she could finish her sentence, Klaus saw her sudden realization and lack of words.

“Nani?” His concern grew as she started to shed tears “Nani? What’s wrong?! Are you hurt somewhere?!” Nani nodded no but wouldn’t speak only letting sounds of sobs and sniffling as she shifted back into her human form. They sat together until she couldn’t cry anymore and saw the sky colors having a dusk mist.

“Come along Nani let’s see if we can find a place to rest for the time being.”Klaus climbed and sat on her shoulder. Agreeing Nani grabbed her trunk and walked in the wooded area for some time occasionally stopping to look at the sky. She missed the bright sky and it’s sun just as badly as she missed the moon with it’s stars. Some time went by from aimlessly wondering until they found a run down cabin down a slope,leaving her truck at the of the slope, Nani decided to see if anyone lived there before setting in. The cabin was small, its paint job chipped and faded from years of neglect, luckily its windows and door still intact, untouched of vandalism. Klaus crawled under the door and managed to unlock it from the inside, still hanging off the door knob being picked up by Nani. The inside was a bit better than it’s exterior, everything covered in dust and cobwebs with its spiders. Any furniture that was left was covered in a thick layer of dust and faded from any sun that creeped into the window such as the bed and dressers with no sign of life.

“Well it may not be much but I think it’ll do! Right Nani?”Klaus looked up at her for her approval of their new temporary home. She simply offered a comforting smile and nodded.

“Right after our nightly adventure think we atta get down rest ay?”

“No, I think I’ll just clean, sleep is the last thing I want to do least for a while.”Nani opened one of the windows and smacked the bed causing a cloud of dusk fly up all while thinking of the events of the previous night. She did not want to run into Max’s followers, they were gonna leave her in that coffin, tried to kill her by shoving her off a cliff, they probably would’ve turned her over to Max had David not wanted to Just get rid of her, making up a lie of finding her to avoid the blame. She made the mistake of trusting Max in the past she doesn’t wish to repeat the pain. Nani proceeded to make a list of tasks she needed to do before she was to completely leave Santa Clara, away from Max, away from his followers and anything else involving them.

——

Few nights have gone by since the boys’ encounter with the owl woman, while it was out of their usual routine they try to move on from the event, occasionally making jokes while walking into the boardwalk. Paul wore the feather Nani gave him around his neck he tied with thread. Marko a bit sadden they couldn’t keep her, somethings about her felt so familiar but he just couldn’t place it. She was gone now and would let all be after all he was the one who suggested they go to Max’s home in the first place and did not want to start something like that again. Though a part of him will always be curious about her the same can be said for the rest of the boys, David however will ignore the curiosity for his own peace and remind the same for the rest of the boys.

“Alright Dwayne, your pick.” David motion his finger to the crowded boardwalk as he lit his cigarette. Marko immediately sprung up shocked it was Dwayne who got to pick, he got to pick last night it was his turn.

“Hey!It’s my turn David!”Catching up to the platinum blonde.

“And what happened last time? You got bored and nearly got all of us into hot shit so Dwayne is picking again, only thing you’re picking is who ya fuck for all I care.”David blew a puff of smoke out as Dwayne patted Marko’s back.

“I’ll pick a good bunch don’t worry,bud.” Dwayne tried to comfort Marko who was still in disbelief but sighed, muttering under his breathe.

Paul played with the feather as they walked through the boardwalk holding it up to the sky only to see a shape in the air, her flying high in the night’s dark sky using the clouds to hide to avoid being seen, Nani. She tried hard to avoid to be seen but Paul saw her and he wanted to keep her in his sights least for now. Giving the boys an excuse of wanting to branch off for a bit he proceeded to look in sky for the direction she had taken off to, far too focused to notice Max walk right by him. Max didn’t pay too much attention to the boys when walking past them on the boardwalk because of their constant disorderly behavior.

That’s what they thought at least.

Once far away from the boardwalk paul took flight into the direction he saw Nani take. He didn’t really know what’s he’d do when he’s reach her but he was going to have fun when he does. He found her at a distance but she she looked like she was struggling as she flew, the smell of blood hit his nose. She was holding her side and immediately flew below the treeline as soon as the woods came into view, Paul stayed his distance but kept his pace. He found her leaning against a tree trying to walk towards a cabin struggling with a wound on her side.

“Sugar?”Paul landed and started to walk towards her only for her to look startled “What happened?”

“Nothing I’m fine.”Nani started to walk faster to her cabin trying to stay calm as Paul walked behind her eventually panic and adrenaline from her wound couldn’t be help and tried to run. Paul gain chased but she slammed the door open and fell right in the door way giving paul a sense of deja Vu from their first meeting. This time though she was trying to get away from him.

“Ok I’ll stay right here. I’m not gonna do anything, ok?” He held his hands up looking at her for a response. Nani on her knees and arms from the fall, slowly turned back to normal aside from the small arrow in her right side.

“You only say that because you can’t come inside uninvited. Go away!”Nani tried to stand

“…..YoU OnLy SaY ThAt BeCaUsE YoU CaN’T cOmE iNsIde UniVinted.” Paul mocked her words out of frustrated worry, Nani looking at him annoyed an a little disbelief at his mocking.

“What do you even want I have nothing to give you. you still have the feather I gave you!you want blood now?!” Paul came to realize two things. One, Nani thinks he wants something from her. Two, he doesn’t really know why he wants to be there just that he does, with her.

“Because I just wanted to see you. Nothing else, honest.”Paul was getting worried about her bleeding increasingly staining her blouse he had on that night, it smelled sweet. Klaus also noticed her bleeding a worrisome amount and jumped onto Nani’s shoulder to whisper something.

“….Alright, you may come in.”Paul excitedly ran into the cabin and went to help Nani up, setting her on the bed. She explained that she returned home to grab a few items to take to a cavern connected to the ocean. Paul offered to fly her there much to her hesitation but agreed. As she looking through different bottles in her bag she noticed one was broken.

“Well that’s great timing I suppose.”Holding the broken bottle, Paul read its label being “vampiric’s blood”. Suddenly having a laugh and smile again.

“See sugar ya did need me!”picking up Nani to hug her only for her to let out a painful groan from her wound cause Paul to release her.

“Sorry…”

“It’s fine…and yes, I suppose I did need you.”As she looked at Paul only to be surprised with a smug smile. She could feel her face heat up a bit in embarrassment, immediately standing and walk towards the door. “That’s ok I’ll be off now!” Paul caught her immediately and took her to her request location. Along the cliff side ocean a cave with a cavern filled with water from the rise in tides. Pools full of ocean water, Nani still holding her side sat on the cold stone floor opened her bag and started pull out the bottles of strange liquids.

“Here start pouring them in, hurry please.” Paul nodded and did as she asked with each potion dropped in the waters colors would change. Once the final potion was pour, the waters were shifting different colors.

“Alright, now just a drop of your blood. It doesn’t need to be a lot.”

“Anything for you sugar.”Paul blew a kiss at Nani, his eyes changed yellow along with shifting his face into the one that brought fear to most and finally sharpened his nails. Clenching his fists hard enough to break skin, the first drop to hit the water caused pools to stoop changing finally settling on shifting bright shades of blue.

“Alright, time to pull the arrow out.” Paul turned his attention immediately at the woman who now had her hands on the end of the arrow. Immediately she ripped it out letting out a painful cry while trying to keep pressure on the wound. The wild blonde rushed over to help put pressure on the wound and walked her to the vibrant waters.

“I’ll be fine I just need to submerged myself completely.” Her brown eyes meeting Paul’s yellow ones now full of worry. Nani was a little stunned seeing his worry but didn’t answer to it, instead jumping into the water. As Paul stared into the water, he couldn’t ignore that sweet metallic smell coming from his hand. his hands covered in Nani’s blood,he couldn’t help it especially not in his current form. Bringing his hands closer to his mouth, it’s taste feeling as if he had finally tasted the very definition of ecstasy. Suddenly dropping to his knees while licking every last drop from from his hands only snapping out of it when he bit into his right hand. Hearing water moving he saw Nani’s head reemerge from underneath in her harpy form,her wound gone as if never existed.

“Here.”she held out another one of her feathers for him to take. Paul looked her, the look of expecting, the face of someone who has been through this before. How many times did Max take from her? Her feathers, her blood, her life what more did he expect her to give?! Nani saw Paul reach out to the feather only to put his hand on her clawed ones and gently push it back to her.

“Like I said I just wanted to see you. Nothing else, honest.” He shifted back to normal as he gave a soft smile. Nani’s black eyes blink I’m confusion but didn’t push her curiosity.

“Would you like to join me?”as she held her hand out to Paul.

“Anything for you sugar~”

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