#violetcottontail fairmount habit

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DID ART, COME LOOK

On my other blog, @violetcottontail, there is a Habit referred to as Fairmount, this is him (:

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I DID SOMETHING :D

For context, Fairmount lives in an abandoned mall which he's rigged up with working Christmas lights and gotten the speaker system back online. He gets a lotta joy out of hunting urban explorers with a bat for sport on his fuckass roller skates. Enjoy his fuckass behaviour.

Fairmount captions under cut!

"Hm? Oh shit- How'd you get here? Well... There ARE signs that say no trespassing, and- Well- You don't look like a mannequin, so... RUN!"

"I see you!"

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Fairmount goes to Ram Ranch? JK jk... Unlessssss?

The Joys of Cowboys - 18+

Features: Fairmount Warnings: 18+ MINORS GET OUTTA HERE THIS AIN'T FOR YOU, Fairmount is getting off

He feels stupid.

He feels so fucking stupid.

It’s a nice kind of stupid, a warm, comforting stupid that’s melting his mind, and physically melting his body. Look, it’s not his fault he can’t keep it together!

He’d just been cruising on the internet, listening to stupid music and stumbled across that stupid fucking Ram Ranch song. Then he’d gone down a rabbit hole when it came to cowboys. One thing led to another, and now he’s screwing around with a different rabbit hole.

He feels so stupid. Good stupid. Comfortably stupid.

He’s been drooling on his fingers for a good minute or so, his eyes locked on his computer screen. It’s not his fault cowboys look so nice. It’s not his fault they give him such a funny warm feeling in his stomach. It’s not his fault he’s bringing those saliva covered fingers down between his legs.

Rationalization after rationalization flitted through his mind. It’s their fault for having those nice boots. It’s their fault for knowing how to tie so many knots with a lasso. It’s their fault for- Ohhh hello.

A small whine slipped out of him as he sunk a finger in, his knee bumping against the underside of his desk. The slight sting added to this in a way he was not prepared for.

Two fingers, and he’s fighting the urge to press his knees together.

Three fingers and his legs are shaking, propped up on his desk.

His breathing is shaky, letting his head drop back against his chair. It’s not his fault he can’t handle himself right now, it’s those damn dirty cowboys!

Barely able to keep his physical form stable, he can tell his legs are melting, hearing the soft drips hitting the floor. At least he hopes it’s his legs melting, and that he’s not seriously that turned on by cowboys, uh, ranching? Sure, he’ll call it that.

There’s no excuse for the way he’s whimpering though.

Or the mess pooling under his desk.

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Hey nerd, how do you feel about writing a highschool au for your Habits? I wanna see what kinds of clubs and cliques they would form. Also petty low stakes drama and bullying time!!!

A Skull Council High School AU - Cliques and Freaks

Features: Centralia, Fairmount, Loathesome, Stephbit, Northstar, Forgotten Warnings: None

Forgotten would absolutely be the loner kid who’s a secret badass. He’d usually keep to himself, but when push comes to shove, he can really hold his own. He’s the kid you could run to for a shoulder to lean on, or a friend to kick someone’s ass for you. Granted, he’s not much for conversation, but he’d sweet in his own way.

Loathesome would be the detention kid, no question about it. He’d be in the back of class cracking jokes and tossing paper balls, carving things into the desk, teaching other kids how to make rubberband guns, all kinds of shit. He’d be living in detention most of the time, but there’s a certain kind of appeal to it.

Centralia would be the quiet kid that you kinda avoid for your own safety. Typically, he’d be in detention alongside Loathesome, but rather than flinging paper balls, he’d be lighting trashcans on fire, writing up lists of people he hates, and, well, definitely being the kid wearing a trenchcoat in summer.

Stephbit would be the queen bee, or at least she’d think she is. Whether or not she really ends up as the most popular girl in school is irrelevant, she acts like she owns the place, and if challenged, will destroy kneecaps, no questions asked. Getting in good with her does mean getting the best table at lunch though, since the last guy who tried to sit there without permission went missing.

Fairmount would be a theater kid, no doubt about it. He’s got the flair, he’s got the skirts, he’s got the disgusting shapeshifting! Regardless, he’s a complete delight to watch and be around. Sure, he’s a little unstable… A lot unstable, but he’s sweet, and hey, he’ll do your makeup for you!

Northstar would be jocky, but secretly a huge nerd. I’m talking dungeons and dragons every saturday night. Be careful, if he even gets the slightest idea you might think dragons are neat, you’ll end up in his basement with 12 other people raiding the dungeons of Gragnok the Dark wizard.

Centralia and Loathesome tend to stick near each other, while Fairmount tends to bounce between bugging Stephbit, fawning over Northstar, and poking Forgotten to see if he responds to him.

All of them casually bully Evan.

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*peeks through the door very scaredly*

Do you think fairmount could in theory get fixated on ppl

Obsession

Features: Fairmount, Reader (Gender unspecified) Warnings: Mild violence, stalking mentioned

Fairmount getting fixated is VERY common haha! And hey, feel free to request whatever, I promise I'm not scary :3

“Hey, you can’t leave… I won’t let you!”

For Fairmount to get fixated on someone, it happens as often as the rain. He can’t help it, he’s so starved for positive attention that even the slightest amount has him completely fixated.

He wouldn’t immediately make the object of his affection aware of this though, as much as he’s fast to fall for someone with positive attention, he’s just as susceptible to negative attention. One cruel comment sends him into a spiral. So, he’ll probably spend a good amount of time stalking and harassing whoever is doomed to end up as his fixation. It would start out as bugging them, making fun of them or otherwise just being annoying. Once he’s comfortable around them though, this is where shit gets real.

He wouldn’t let the object of his fixation out of his sight. Every second of every day is spent either following them around or stalking them if they want to be alone. He’ll still be bugging them, but it comes with the expectation that they give into whatever affection he tries to give him, because if they refuse for whatever reason, he has a meltdown.

Not a figurative meltdown either.

His body loses what little structural integrity it has and he’ll typically end up as a miserable puddle. Alternatively, if he’s split on the issue, he might physically split into two halves, Malice and Misery. Malice is pure violence, Misery is extremely sulky and self-deprecating. Malice might even attack Misery until Fairmount is calmed down and both halves merge back together.

If his fixation returns his affections, it’s a 24/7 job to love him with how unstable he is. They’ll likely end up doing more for him than he’d ever end up doing for them. He might bring gifts, but really, he’s relying on his fixation for emotional and physical stability.

If his fixation doesn’t return his love, he’ll keep pushing and pushing for it, but he will inevitably reach a point where he has a meltdown. If even after that they refuse to love him, he’ll typically take a while to get out of a sulky mood. Then, he’ll be very hostile to them.

Well, unless he gets a shred of positive attention from this previous fixation. Then it’s right back to bugging and obsessing over them. Overall, he’s a very hot and cold kind of Habit.

“You’re so sweet, I love you! Never leave me. Never ever ever leave me. Ever! Okay?”

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i think we need to see stephbit and fairmount make fun of northstar.

Family Hazing

Features: Northstar, Stephbit, Fairmount Warnings: None

God, these three are such a family to me, even if they're barely functional hehe

“Hey big shot, why are you old.” “Yeah, why do ya gotta be such a middle aged man?”

Northstar sighed deeply. To his left, Stephbit was poking his cheek repeatedly. To his right, Fairmount was hugging his arm like he owned it or something. The pair seem to have decided to harass him today, and being confined in one skull made it impossible to escape.

“Why do you have eyebags.” “What’s with the gray streaks?” “Why do you scream-sneeze?”

“Okay, both of you need to stop.” He grumbled softly.

The pair were quiet for about ten seconds before Stephbit piped up. She leaned right over up by his ear, grinning. “You make old man noises when you stand up- Ahck-!”

Stephbit choked as a spectral chain wrapped around her throat, yanking her away from him.

“That’s enough outta you.” North grumbled, only for Fairmount to giggle and chirp right after her. “You’re all scarred up, can you not heal it because you’re old- Hek-!”

Fairmount got a chain as well, yanked away from North to the other side of the room.

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Which HABIT is the most chill? Which one is the least?

A Skull Council chillness scale - From least to most

Features: Centralia, Fairmount, Loathesome, Stephbit, Northstar, Forgotten Warnings: None

Centralia is the least chill, easily. Where Loathesome will attack people who annoy him, Centralia will kill people just for coming near him. It’s best not to hang out with him, but if you somehow gain his trust, he tends to stay quiet. He might even color in the same room as you.

Fairmount is barely chill at any given time. He’s very… On. All the time. He’s feeling everything at 100%, 100% of the time. Granted, this does make him one of the most empathetic Habits. Hanging out with him involves screwing around in his mall and bugging Stephbit.

Loathesome is definitely not one of the chill Habits. He still beats out Fairmount and Centralia, but not by much. Considering his tendencies for cannibalism and attacking people who annoy him, it’s probably best not to hang out with him.

Stephbit is chill when in the skull, but not so much online. She enjoys trolling people, but will usually calm down when things are serious. Hanging out with her involves messing with Fairmount or Northstar.

Northstar is the most chill of the awake Habits. He tends to play mediator with Stephbit to keep the rest of the skull behaved. Hanging out with him involves playing with his daughter Bonnie in the garden.

Forgotten is the most chill Habit on account of being in a coma. If he was awake, he would be between Fairmount and Loathesome in terms of chillness.

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could we possibly see more stephbit?

Close Encounters of the Absurd Kind

Features: Stephbit, Fairmount Warnings: Light violence

Look, it’s not that she doesn’t believe in aliens or the supernatural or shit like that, but she has yet to see any proof of it. Well, at least until her host Steph got spooked by a movie and some noises in the attic, and was forcing her to hold a stakeout.

“This is stupid.”

“Hey, we both heard something up there, you can’t call it stupid when you heard it too.”

“Yes I can, this is stupid.”

“Shhh, I think I heard something.”

The pair listened quietly for a moment, only to jump at a sudden loud crashing in the attic.

“I told you-” “KILL!”

Steph yelped as her body bolted forward without her input, scrambling up into the attic to see what was up there. What they hadn’t expected to see was Evan. Or at least, the thing had Evan’s face.

“Ev?” “That’s not Evan dickass, that’s a Habit.”

Evan, or rather, the guy who was wearing his face, tilted his head with a laugh. “Wow, okay, wasn’t expecting to get instantly clocked… Wasn’t expecting to see myself in a Steph either though, but I’m not complaining, you’re pretty.”

“Wha- Pretty!?” Stephbit spluttered, bringing her fist back and punching him square in the face. “Get out of my attic!”

“Fuck no, you punched me in the face!”

“That’s cause’ your face is ugly.” “Rude.”

Stephbit stared at him quietly, tilting her head. “Sooo… You still go by Evan or?”

“Fairmount.” He offered a hand, grinning over at her as his nose slowly healed from being broken. “You’ve got quite the punch.”

“Thanks.” She rolled her eyes with a grin. “Hey, think fast.”

“Why- Æ-!!” Stephbit laughed as his nose cracked loudly.

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I'd love to learn more about fairmount if you have the time!

Chomp chomp

Hydrophobia

Features: Fairmount Warnings: None

He can’t breathe.

He can’t breathe.

He can’t breathe!

Fairmount jolted awake, coughing as a hand came up to his throat.

It took him a moment to realize where he was, his breath shaky and his eyes wide in the dark of his room. He’s okay. He’s not drowning. Rubbing his neck, he took a deep breath. He’s okay.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

His eyes widened. No!

Bolting to the bathroom, he found the sink dripping. The soft drip, drip, drip of the leaky tap nearly sent him spiraling, stuffing a facecloth in the sink to silence it. He couldn’t stop it from dripping, but he could stop it from making a sound.

Walking back to his room, he checked the time. 3am. Great. He started pacing around in an attempt to tire himself back out enough to return to sleep.

But what’s that pitter-pattering on the roof?

Shit!

He can stop the sink, but he can’t stop the rain. Bolting down to the basement, he slammed the door shut, finding the deepest corner he could and curling up in it. He’s okay, he’ll just draw for a bit or something. There’s no water down here. There’s absolutely no water down here.

Drip.

Drip.

He let out a distressed moan, covering his ears and shutting his eyes tight. He’ll have to fix that leak in the morning.

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I wanna see if I can make a prompt you'll reject...

Fairmount x McHabit ball pit oviposition, suffer fool

Playdate - 18+

Features: Fairmount, McHabit Warnings: 18+ MINORS GET OUTTA HERE THIS AIN'T FOR YOU, Oviposition

He feels stupid- Okay no. No he doesn’t fucking feel stupid this time. No, this time, he’s annoyed. He’d gotten dragged into McDonalds kicking and screaming, and now he’s sitting in a ballpit with McHabit staring at him. He leaned away awkwardly.

“Why are you… Staring at me like that.”

“You’re pretty.” “What-”

Fairmount yelped when McHabit tackled him, screeching when the bastard started showering him in kisses. “Get- Get off of me you bastard!” “But you’re cute! And- You’re a whore?”

Oh no he fucking didn’t.

Fairmount let out a screech, tackling him. Bringing out some extra arms to claw at him, he just couldn’t figure out why McHabit kept laughing at him. Was this sick fuck enjoying it or something!? Yeah, that tracks.

“Stop enjoying this you fucker!” “But it’s fun!” “I- Yeah… I guess it’s kinda fun, I get to claw the shit out of you and you don’t die, so I can keep clawing at you.”

McHabit tilted his head with a giggle. “Besides, it’s not like you can really do anything to me anyway, you’re weak!”

Fairmount paused. “Excuse me?”

“You’re weak! Sad! Pathetic! Annoying! It’s cute!” “Oh my god I”m getting laid again aren’t I.” “Sure! I was just gonna kick your ass, but that’s fun too.” “What-”

Next thing he knew, he was pinned down in the ballpit getting nasty with this clown. He’d kinda been expecting more clown shenanigans, like a pie to the face or like- A flower shooting out water, but he was not expecting… Well, whatever the fuck this was. Turns out, McHabit isn’t a complete ditz, he’s got moments of clarity, and right now, that clarity has him pushing Fairmount’s knees up to his shoulders-

“Woah woah- What the fuck!?” “Hm?”

Fairmount pointed at his abdomen, glaring up at him. “You know exactly what I mean!”

“Oh, that. It’s a ball from the pit here, from me!” “You laid a fucking egg?” “Yep!” “...Why?”

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Ngl I read the word "vaquero" and immediately wondered what fairmount would think, and then I noticed there's a new mod. Hello!!!!! Welcome!!!!!!!

Vaquermount - A Statistical Habit Relationship Outlier

Features: Vaquermount

Warnings: none

So these two? They’re a semi-functional couple, with Fairmount being utterly smitten, and Vaquero being confused, but loves being appreciated for the god he is.

Fairmount? He’s head over heels. Granted, he’s not the healthiest about it, but he genuinely means every bit of what he does. Vaquero wants dinner? Great, he’s hunting bears! Boyfriend wants to hunt something? Hunt him! Future husband wants some space? Not a fucking chance. As much as he worships the ground Vaquero spits on, this loops back around to him being extremely clingy once he’s comfortable letting that part of him out… So maybe three days tops.

Vaquero? Never expected to be in a situation like this, and initially treated Fairmount with pure hostility. But then the damn thing just kept coming back, and now? He’s quite used to having his mutt around, and if he’s feeling brave, might even admit that he’s grown a soft spot for the other. No one else is allowed to touch him without feeling the white-hot end of his wrath and every night he expects Fairmount’s side of the bed to be occupied, warm and content.

Sometimes though, they do argue, as all couples do. For them and most other Habits, it’s common for conflicts to come up about food, snacks, and who should and shouldn’t be eating them.

“Fairy?” Vaquero hummed with a lopsided, threatening smile as he peered down into the candy jar. It seemed all the reeses had been replaced with empty wrappers. “Any idea where the hell all the darned reeses went?”

Uh oh. Uh oh. He’s sitting there, mouth full of reeses, heart full of guilt, and knowing that he’s in big trouble. Swallowing hard, his voice came out as a little squeak. “Uhhh… They were… Eaten?” He’s so fucked.

Vaquero shot him a side eye with a small sneer, exposing a sharp, yellowed enamel.

“And who ate them, Fairy?”

He's tempted to pin it on his Evan but… No, that'll never work. Vaquero would probably sniff out his bullshit faster than a dung beetle. Sighing, he decided maybe it was best to fess up to being guilty of the crime this time. “I ate them… Sorry. I got the munchies and I just couldn't stop once I started.” He bowed his head apologetically.

The air thickened with a long pause. Vaquero’s thick platformer boots moved in heavy, methodical steps along the wooden tiles of his cabin until his breath grazed Fairmount’s guilty face.

“Shame on you,” he cooed. A calloused hand tucked itself under Fairmount’s chin and guided his face up to look into Vaquero’s narrowed eyes. “You’ll be paying for that.”

A certain, special dread comes over him. He’s dead. He’s so dead. He knows that look, he’s fucked- “I’m sorry-” He started to whine out.

“I bet you’re sorry. You shoulda known better,” Vaquero mused, his lips upturning in a small, playful smile, “come now, the nearest gas station ain’t gonna rob itself. You’re gonna go chase off some rabbits fer me.”

He leaned down and pecked Fairmount on the lips, making sure to get a taste of that chocolate smudged on the corner of his lip.

Fairmount couldn’t help it. That little reassurance was all he’d needed to melt right back into his usual dumb, lovestruck smile. Nodding eagerly, he hooked his arms up around Vaquero’s neck. “I can do that!”

And with that, Vaquero escorted them out of their home to have fun violating Geneva’s Convention at their local 711.

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Man now I'm dying to know what forgotten would do if someone DID ask him if it's a gay thing with his evan

“So is it a gay thing with your Evan or…”

Features: Forgotten, Fairmount mentioned Warnings: None

Normally, Forgotten is a pretty relaxed Habit on account of being in a coma most of the time, but if he hears that sentence directed at him, it pisses him off instantly. That is his host, not his partner in any sense of the word. He’s not trying to get Evan back for any benevolent or homosexual reason, it’s purely for his own selfish gain. Without a host, he can’t really do much aside from sleep and inspire bad thoughts in the skull he’s currently trapped in, which isn’t anything special considering there are five other Habits in there doing the same thing.

If for some reason he was to be asked that, and also be in charge of the body at the same time, it’s safe to say that whoever asked the question wouldn’t be around to ask a second question. He wouldn’t give them a fun or interesting death or anything, just a simple neck snap or a caved in skull. If it was another Habit asking him this, it would be a bit different.

He isn’t strong enough on his own to take out another Habit, especially not with his current situation trapped in skull purgatory with five other Habits not interested in helping him exact revenge, so it’s pretty likely that a Habit mocking him would be able to do so and get off completely scot-free… Provided they aren’t currently sharing a skull with him.

If they were sharing a skull and that Habit, likely Fairmount, decided to crack a stupid joke or two, Forgotten would force himself awake purely to kick his ass. No questions asked, just immediate, brutal violence. He can’t exactly kill Fairmount, or any other Habit in the skull though, so it would be a mild deterrent at best.

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Special kind of crazy... I would LOVE to know more

A Real Special kind of Crazy

Features: Northstar, Stephbit mentioned, Fairmount mentioned, Loathesome mentioned, Octantis mentioned Warnings: None

Northstar may seem like one of the most put together Habits out of both the Skull Council and the other Habits floating around, but he is still a Habit, so that comes with its own quirks, which fall into three types: How he is around members of his iteration, how he is around Habits he’s comfortable with, and how he is around Habits he doesn’t know as well.

To Members of his Iteration:

In his iteration, there are a lot of differences. For one, his Evan has a kid with Steph, both are alive and well. He’s oddly protective of them, guarding his iteration against threats such as Slenderman, the Rake, other Habits and more. Unfortunately, this means he has closed off his iteration from other ones as much as possible, making a sort of bubble around it. Things still slip through the cracks, but this will be touched on later.

To Habits he knows:

The Habits he’s closest to are Stephbit and Fairmount, treating them like a sort of family during his time trapped in Loathesome’s skull. As much as he won’t admit it, he missed his “Family” while trapped, latching onto Stephbit and Fairmount to fill that void. He’s just as fiercely protective of them, and after he escapes Loathesome, his plan is to drag the pair out with him, whether they like it or not.

To Habits he doesn’t know:

To Habits he isn’t familiar with, it’s a different story. There is a reason he’s called Northstar, and it’s not just because of the permanent brand on his chest. He isn’t polite, he isn’t forgiving, and he certainly isn’t giving them any chances, especially if they’re trespassing in his iteration. His forest? Dead Habits. He planted every tree in his forest, and all of them house a trapped Habit just itching for revenge.

Bonus - Octantis:

There is one Habit that gets under his skin like no other, a fellow member of his iteration; Octantis. His iteration is already strange enough, but housing two Habits takes the cake. Much like Tom and Jerry, it’s ON SIGHT with these two. All of his composure goes out the window and the pair always end up fighting like alley cats.

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Not to out myself as fairmount-loving trash (one day I'll find out what it was that you put in the water) but could we see more about his fixating

Obsession 2 - Misery and Malice

Features: Fairmount, Reader (Gender unspecified) Warnings: None

HEHEHE Glad you're enjoying the Fairmount tap water! Honestly, I adore him XD

“I’m sorry, I’m so stupid…” “Just who do you think you are talking to me like that!?”

So with Fairmount having a fixation on someone, it’s pretty much inevitable that at some point, his fixation would unintentionally, or intentionally cause Fairmount to split. When he splits, he quite literally becomes two different people, Misery and Malice.

Misery loves them still, so, so much, but he is the self-deprecating side of Fairmount. He’s most likely to beg for forgiveness and for his fixation to please, please love him! If neglected, he’ll just spend his time sobbing or sulking, having very little energy to seek out comfort.

Malice is so hateful, being the self-destructive side of Fairmount. If his fixation gets the pair split, Malice will attack them. He’ll attack their fixation, Misery and anyone else that happens to be around. He’ll even attack himself and destroy things around him if he’s alone.

If Malice tries to attack their fixation while Misery is in the room, Misery will try his best to protect them. But he’s not the best at it, being very low energy. Thankfully for their fixation, even with Malice being so violent, he’s only half of Fairmount’s normal strength, so it is possible to defend against him to a certain extent.

The best thing to do is to get Misery and Malice to fuse back together into Fairmount, but it’s not easy. Malice will not fuse back with Misery until he’s good and ready to do so, so their fixation will have to find a way to calm him. Good luck.

While both are only half of Fairmount’s strength, one can become slightly stronger on the other depending on if Fairmount is more sad or angry when the split happens. Pray Misery is stronger.

If both sides manage to calm down enough for their fixation to talk to them, Misery and Malice will not let up on them. They’re gonna have to entertain both of them until they’re willing to reform, which means lots of reassurance for Misery and a lot of anger management for Malice. They’re both gonna be clinging to their fixation too, so be prepared to be stuck at home.

When Fairmount reforms, he won’t be willing to talk about Misery or Malice, and he’s gonna need just as much reassurance that his fixation still loves him and wants to be around him, or he’s likely to have another meltdown.

“I’ll love you forever, I promise.”

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I can’t believe nobody’s requested anything with Loathsome yet. Our Guy.

Something with Loathsome losing his temper, perhaps?

Loathesome's Temper

Features: Loathesome, Centralia, Fairmount, Stephbit and Northstar mentioned Warnings: None

It’s been a while since he’s been in the spotlight, and as the attention hog he is, he’s pissed. He had to fight his way back to the front of the skull, had to fight off Evan, had to fight the urge to shred apart his skull roommates… Actually no, he gave into that urge, and it was fantastic.

Having disabled the other Habits for a bit, he took over, taking a deep, satisfied breath.

Then, he lost it.

He stormed up to the attic and started destroying things. Smashing boxes, throwing chairs, anything he could get his hands on, he destroyed in a fit of rage. He had to.

“Hey, I liked that chair…” A voice whined from somewhere in the back of the skull, probably Fairmount.

“Nooo, don’t break my stuff! Don’t break my stuff jackass!” Stephbit screamed from another deep corner of the skull.

“You’re acting like a child…” Northstar chimed in, his voice only serving to enrage Loathesome further.

“I. Am not. A child!” He roared, punching a hole through the floor of the attic.

Destroy.

That’s all he wants to do.

That’s all he can do.

Destroy things.

Destroy people.

A small laugh from deep within his mind caught his attention, chilling him right to the core.

“Yes! Ruin your attic! Ruin your home! Ruin your life again and again and again and again-”

Ah. Centralia.

He took a deep breath, straightening up as he picked splinters out of his fist. He is not a child, so he’s not going to act like the child InHabiting his mind. Fuck that guy.

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Why is everyone fucking Fairmount 😭😭😭

(I'm not complaining)

Can we get something wholesome tho? Maybe with him drawing stuff? It would be interesting if he taught some of the other habits how to draw or something like that. 🥺

Fairmount's Art Class

Features: Fairmount, Stephbit Warnings: None

“Okay, so, I love the energy Steph, but could you maybe… Not stab through your sketchbook?”

“Nah, I like stabbing it. It’s my artistic process.”

Fairmount took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. He’d been attempting to get Stephbit into drawing with him so that maybe, just maybe, she’d be more interested in creating her own art instead of going through all his stuff and posting it online.

It wasn’t going well.

“Okay, how about… How about you draw yourself, yeah? That would be fun, right?”

Stephbit rolled her eyes, shrugging. “Why would I draw myself? I already know what I look like.”

“Humor me.”

“You’re stupid.” Fairmount was about to bark back at her, but he stopped himself when he saw she actually was starting to draw rather than stab her sketchbook now. Progress!

Well, until he saw what she was drawing.

“Hey, what the fuck!?”

“What? You wanted me to draw myself.” “Yeah but not pushing me off a cliff!” “You didn’t specify that!”

Fairmount huffed, shaking his head. Still… Her art wasn’t awful. It wasn’t streamlined like his, and it wasn’t wildly disturbed like Centralia’s. It was kinda cute.

It was kinda familiar.

Too familiar.

“Are you- Are you drawing anime?”

“What- No!”

Fairmount wheezed, breaking into a huge, stupid grin. “You are! You’re a fucking weeb!”

“Yeah, well you like cowboys!” “You’re a weeb! You’re a weeb!” “Shut up!”