#Don't Starve: Urban Legends

[thefoxlady]

Some redesigns of Dr. Higgsbury and the Hunger Mime. I think they needed an update, I've even updated their backstories.

TW: Murder, Death, Insanity, Death by Starvation.

Dr. Higgsbury:

When Higgsbury moved in his new house, he was unsure if he would like it, but some science stuff won him over when he got to the attic. He got the house when he saw an ad on his way to college.

He suffered some dreams, or rather nightmares of a shadowy figure that looks like him. The shadow keeps showing him people who committed terrible crimes, all the while saying "These people are evil hearted... Disrespectful to anything that has a pulse."

"You know exactly how to get rid of them..."

Wilson begins to loose his mind the more he sees this shadow figure, both in his nightmares and in real life. He finally lost his mind, the shadow tell him to use science to get rid of the evil that plagues the earth. How? By performing surgeries, replacing the limbs with pig legs and having the victim's whole head covered by a pig's head. He would kidnap his victim after they he spiked their drink, he would then take them to his house, if someone were wondering why there's someone sleeping in the back of their car that he was driving, Wilson would say, "They had one too many to drink tonight, I'm going to take them to my house to sober up.". Wilson will then perform the surgery while they're awake, the next morning they would be found with their limbs replaced by a pig's and their being covered by a sewed on pig's head.

Hunger Mime:

Wes was mime who was down on his luck.

He was poor and hungry, he mimes to make money to pay for food. Despite all the bad luck, he saw that people can be good and could change with the right motivation. He helped a lot of people in Paris, the people, especially the children loved him... Who would want him dead?

One day he tried to retrieve and give a doll back to a little girl who accidentally dropped it from the window, he chased it to an alley, a woman and some men took him somewhere no one would see him again. He went missing that day, he was starving in a dirty, empty room with only a water dish. Wes tried to chew on bits of his shirt to numb his hunger, but it would always result in his stomach growling loudly and hurting him, he was suffering. He died of starvation and his body was found in a forest, people who knew him were shocked and saddened when the news of his death were made public. The people wanted to know who's responsible for his death and wanted them punished for their crimes, they got their answer in the most unexpected and disturbing way... The men and woman responsible were found dead with their abdomens cut opened with their stomachs ripped out, each of the victims had a message carved on their backs, it said "They Starved Me. -Wes". They confused and horrified, Wes was dead yet they were killed by him, How could this be?

A pastry chef who usually gives Wes food reported to the French police stating he had encountered Wes one night after closing, he said "I saw Wes, but he looked different... He was taller than any man, he had a sad look in his face, and I could've sworn I saw that he has sharp teeth and nails. He had this long tongue, he was constantly drooling, he didn't speak but he was making this croaking sound, I had leftover carrots on me and I gave them to this... Thing... After he ate them, he left. I was scared what he would've done to me if I didn't gave him those leftover carrots.". The people now believe Wes came back as a vengeful entity, they now call him the Hunger Mime and would carry food if they're in the forest he resides in or at night in the streets of Paris so they could be spared from being his next meal, if you don't have food on you or refuse to give him food, he'll rip out your stomach, eat your stomach, and leave you to die. Children and pregnant women are spared due to the fact he doesn't want to see a child suffer because of him and he doesn't want to kill something that isn't even born yet.

That's all I've got to share, I'm planning on releasing more Don't Starve: Urban Legends AU stuff. If the stories need more work, I'll try my best to make it work.

#Don't Starve: Urban Legends #don't starve together #don't starve #wilson dst #wilson higgsbury #wilson percival higgsbury #wes dst #redesign

[milesfingers]

Outlast antagonists headcanons

I'm only considering the ones from the first game, because for the other ones I haven't much to say. I consider Father Martin a morally grey character so he isn't here.

Chris Walker

The little pig plush it's always been his confort toy since he was a child. When he came back from the war Chris used it to mourn himself to cope

If he wasn't killed in the underground laborator and managed to kill everyone there he eventually would stay in the asylum and kill anyone who came near the facility, becoming a sort of urban legend

He really wanted to kill Trager but he was too concentrated on Miles. He barelly know him but he's still very angry with every Murkoff employees to think straight

Chris surely knows everyone in the asylum, judging Father Martin's purpose as ridiculus.

Richard Trager

I actively decided to ignore canon so before the mutation he had grey hair tied in a ponytail and glasses

His dedication to self-learning medicine is at the point that he sewed a ton of cuts himself. Also he told peolpe that he was an actual doctor and convinced them to be analyzed by him

When was a regular employee Trager used to call "kiddo" any coworker younger than him

(I once saw a fanart of this on pinterest) I think Trager is the type of mindfucker that tells kids things like "Don't smoke kids, its dangerous” but then snorts cocaine

The Twins

Not much to say about those guys exept they were sigly abused by their negletful parents who leave scars on their bodies. Later the social services took them and entrusted them to another family, but the damage was already done

They always lived symbiosis, isolatimg themself from the rest of the world, Their adoptive parents tryed to help them, but slowly they gave up. Later the two brothers killed them

They decided to follow Father Martin for basically no reason. They think that being under his protection would have make them untouchable, somehow.

Eddie Gluskin

I am a horrible person and I hc his birthday as February 14th

While he was basically a serial killer, I like to think that he worked in a wedding dress shop. At some point of his life he dropped school and the owner of that shop thaught him how to sew and pack clothes. Eddie could have stabilized himself, but he was already too deranged

Eddie hates women that much because his mother always knew what his father and uncle done to him and when they get to prison she blames him for taking her husband away from her

I actually think he would be a decent father. Of course he's a borderline psychopath and would rise his child in a sick environment full of torture and murder, but I don't think he would ever hurt them (intentionally, at least)

Frank Manera

I do think he murdered his family and cooked them after years of instabiliy

When he went to the Mount Massive he was put in the hands of a pretty sadistic guard who basically starved him in order to "punish him in the proper way"

His hair turned gray due to the stress of captivity

Actually he managed to not being catch by the SWAT but later he died for some kind of diase because of eating raw human meat

Jeremy Blaire

This man screams daddy issues. Like, have y'all present the song "Are you satisfied?" by Marina? Yeah, that's Jer.

While he was friend with Trager he used to be very embarassed of him and his chaoticity. They went on golf club like any bored rich but Jer constantly avoied Trager at parties

Actually treats like shit EVERY employee that's not his superior, but he really targeted Waylon more than anyone. Like one time he challenged him to arm wrestling and kept him busy for an hour and a half to make him understand how a real man behaves

Example of a cisgender straight white male, bye

#outlast #outlast game #outlast whistleblower #waylon park #outlast headcanons #miles upshur #red barrels #eddie gluskin #richard trager #frank manera #jeremy blaire #the twins outlast #chris walker #headcanons outlast #outlast meme #blake langermann #outlast 2 #mount massive #father martin #outlast antagonists

[male-hedonism-and-acting-cool]

so i saw you have headcanons on ur page, so i prompt you for more, unload all ur cattonquick headcanons can be nsft go wild mate

sorry it took me so long but here are almost 2k words of my cattonquick headcanons

Felix

dyslexia/adhd combo. has no idea until like late 20s/early 30s. gets medicated, and it changes his entire life (he even gets some kind of rich boy job)

but during oxford he's just struggling and insufferable. Oliver has to do some of his assignments for him (not often. usually when Felix forgets about them entirely and doesn't find someone to pay for doing them)

had chlamydia. do I really need to explain this one? boy fucks around a lot

wants to get his nipples pierced

likes horror stories and spooky urban legends and stuff but also gets scared shitless by them

he was around 10 when his dog died. was literally heartbroken, didn't eat for like a weak. swore to never have a pet again

once during boarding school procrastinated all of his works for the last moment drank five redbulls was awake for 43 hours to finish everything and went to two finals. slept for two days straight woke up with no memory of doing any of this and didn't have a caffeinated drink again for a couple of years (he still barely passed if you care)

has super boring stories about drunk nights out (because he's rich and popular, so there's always something looking after him). but he thinks they are crazy

turns into crazy people pleaser if you as much as hint that you don't like him

​Oliver

autistic

thinks he's great at masking (he does know it's masking because he's also not diagnosed but he's highly aware that he performs different versions of himself for people and believes it's him being an evil genius or something)

is actually shit at masking. he can put his shit together and act a certain way for some time (like he did with other Cattons). but most of the time he's a little freak type of guy, and everyone notices

he also won’t talk to anyone unless he absolutely needs to (he almost failed a class because he needed to do a group project but didn’t like the group he was assigned to, so he tried to email “sorry to miss our group meeting but here’s my part of the work” his way out of talking to any them)

since they spend almost all the time together, Felix knows him in his closest to not masking state

I think his dad does have drinking problems, but he's more like a functional alcoholic so no one cares

likes reading long books. like 600+ pages long. they provide him with a sense of stability

I know he doesn't look like it, but he did have friends at school. mostly children of his parent's friends or people from his classes. he doesn't keep in touch with any of them, and it's his decision (he misses them sometimes, but it's more like he misses the idea of having friends than actual people)

started using contact lenses because Felix would always mention how he likes the color of his eyes

really picky about food and would rather starve than eat something he doesn't like. skips meals at oxford all the time if eggs at the dining hall are cooked in the wrong way or something like this

tries to quit smoking at some point later in life but decides it's not worth it with all the passive smoking from living with Felix

talks in his sleep. not much and not often, but still

becomes a writer and write really fucked up stories with dark academia vibes (partially because he turned into a fucking gremlin when he discovered academic validation and never let it go + partially as a love letter to Felix, his uni sweetheart who, let's be honest, kinda peaked at uni)

gets close with his second sister when she grows older (she and the youngest one have a similar age difference to Oliver and the oldest sisters, and their parents treated them similarly. so they bond over being ignored and forced into taking care of their younger siblings) parents treated them similarly. so they bond over being ignored and forced into taking care of their younger siblings)

cattonquick

Felix is one year older than most people in his class. because he took a gap year after school to "experience life" (get drunk in nine different European countries) and "get to know himself" (receive a couple of mediocre hand-jobs from other rich boys and make some conclusions about his sexuality). he would've been one year Oliver's senior but when Oliver was five he had severe pneumonia and was too weak to start school (like a fucking victorian child). so he started a year later and they are the same age

they do awful couple Halloween costumes (there are also people dressing as them for Halloween as couple costumes, that’s how annoying they are)

they are "facebook official" if you care (it was a big deal for possessive mentally unstable people back then, trust me, my favorite movie is the social network)

Felix has insane separation anxiety (like those dogs on tiktok that grew up during covid with their owners always around)

he would sit in Oliver's laps at parties, play with Oliver's clothes or hair while he's doing his work, ask Oliver to join him in the shower because I need to wash my hair so it's gonna be a long shower and I'll miss you and then you'll go to the shower and I'll miss you even more

but once in a while he gets angry because he feels "too needy" so he ignores Oliver for the whole day or asks him to leave if they are together

then (you guessed it) he starts missing Oliver

at first, Oliver was freaking out every time this happened, but over time he figured out to just give Felix some time and come back later. it still hurts him though that Felix believes he can just send him away whenever he's tired of him

after days like this Felix does everything to show that he loves Oliver and wants him around. he cuddles him more, takes him to a bar or to one of their special places, buys him something (he keeps track of everything Oliver mentions he likes by texting Farleigh. Farleigh fucking hates it)

but still the best way to show Oliver that he won't suddenly get bored of him once and for all one day is to stop doing shit like this. and Felix fails to do it. so they pretend it never happened until it happens again

Oliver always pulls Felix for a kiss by the collar or by his hair. he never st­ands on his toes

they did acid toge­ther once. Felix was sure Oliver would love it but Oliver had an awful trip full of maze imagery and never tried psyched­elics again

for their first va­cation together, they go to France (mostly because Felix does­n't really care for traveling, and he kno­ws that Paris is the city of love or wha­tever). there're huge protests the second day they arrived. so they only go to Louvre and spend the whole two weeks in their hotel room

after Oliver and Felix date for a while and it's clear that Oliver isn't going anywhere Oliver and Farleigh start to develop some love/hate friendship. they mostly hang out toget­her, talk shit about everyone (including each other), and di­scuss poetry

Felix is insanely jealous. Farleigh is offended Felix thou­ght he would be into Oliver. Oliver finds it hilarious (he doesn't think it's hot because he already knows how possessive Felix is, which is hot, but this makes Felix nervous so Oliv­er isn't into it)

Oliver bites. not only during sex but in general. they can sit holding hands and talk and he will just bite Felix's ha­nd and continue talk­ing like nothing hap­pened. because Felix is a little spoon, he will often wake up from Oliver biting into the back of his neck and have a mark for the entire day. Felix gets used to it surprisingly eas­ily (and by gets used to it I mean he finds it unearthly hot, to­uches marks that Oli­ver leaves on him all the time and serio­usly thinks about ge­tting a tattoo of Ol­iver’s bite marks)

and yes he does call Oliver a vampire

Oliver has a couple of slightly worn t-shirts three sizes bigger for Felix to borrow (when they st­art living together a couple slowly turns into a whole drawe­r)

they never really lived in saltburn to­gether. but they went here for summer

when they start li­ving together (right after oxford they move into a two-story apartment) Oliver insists they both sho­uld have an office as some personal spac­e, mostly because he needs to get his wo­rk done. Oliver’s of­fice is very old-fas­hioned, with dark wo­oden furniture and tall bookshelves. he also gets a reproduc­tion of the Saltburn maze game. Felix do­esn’t know what to put in his office bec­ause he doesn’t need a fucking office. his only idea is to commission a portrait of Oliver, so for a couple of years (until he gets medicated and finds a rich boy job) his office has blank wall­s, a portrait of his boyfriend with a de­sk and a single chair across from it and nothing else. he en­ds up spending most of the time Oliver works on the couch at Oliver’s office any­way

Oliver has a lock of Felix's hair in a locket. very 18th century gothic poet style (Felix knows ab­out it btw. it was an anniversary gift)

Felix introduces Oliver as boyfriend, then fiancé, and then husband. Oliver al­ways introduces Felix as his life partner

they get married after six years toget­her

Felix is the one to propose (he waited for Oliver to do it, but Farleigh once told Oliver that he would look like a des­perate social climber if he proposes and Oliver internalized it immediately)

Oliver writes Felix love letters even after they’ve been together for years. full of admiration for small daily things Felix does, about how godly is even the way Felix brush his teeth; about small nice things that hap­pened to him because there’s no one in the world he would ra­ther share it with (much like Nabokov’s Letters to Vera)

Oliver doesn't bel­ieve in soulmates, and Felix claims to be personally victimiz­ed by it. but Oliver just loves to see it as a result of hard work they put into it. he doesn't think they were simply destined to be togeth­er, he believes it's years and years of them choosing to be together, choosing each other when there were so many easier options

as for nsfw

I don't think they have sex with penet­ration often

like Felix has oral fixation, and Oliver just prefers doing things with his han­ds or mouth

Felix is really vo­yeuristic and huge part of their sex life is just Felix putt­ing up a show for Ol­iver and Oliver watc­hing

Felix likes to do cookwarming (oral fi­xation + it grounds him and his adhd bra­in)

Oliver is really a service dom whatever Felix wants Oliver will find a way to do it

but his personal favorite is rimming Felix until he's all wet and finish him by sucking him off and fingerings him at the same time

#cattonquick #felix catton #oliver quick #saltburn #english is not my first language #I really treat this movie like a cute little romance

[cursedvibes]

what's your opinion on the theory floating around twitter that tengen was sukuna's mom?

Eh, could be possible, but unlikely I would say. If it was Tengen, then Sukuna must not know about her involvement or he would've just said her name. She also doesn't seem like the type who would get pregnant.

Also haven't seen any convincing arguments for it. She's skinny (at least around the Edo period, we don't know what she looked like before she started merging), but so are many people. Some pointed out the similarities of their faces, but that's only after she started evolving and consciously altering her appearance as she was a lot more muscular than her real body too. Kenjaku knows what she originally looked like and assumed she's trying to imitate Sukuna. They have a connection, but I don't think she's his mother. I do think if the starving was supposed to be a condenced kodoku ritual, that Tengen would be interested in that, as she seems to have some fascination for Sukuna's body, but not sure she'd go through pregnancy for that. Wouldn't really fit with the image she tried to project in the Nara period and Heian era as a buddhist scholar and cult leader. Maybe she or Kenjaku used his mother though. Gege seems to follow the Ryomen Sukuna urban legend more and Kenjaku & Tengen are clearly taking the place of Mononobe Tengoku.

#asks #jjk spoilers

[little-bumblebeeee]

Moonlight - part 6

Steve's turn

Word count - 1.8k

Part 5 part 4 part 3 part 2 part 1

Steve's always been a good kid. Other than his bottom of the barrel grades, he's been good at sports, instruments, he's easy on the eyes.. he's a dream. Other than the one small fact he's a werewolf. The fact isn't quite small when he thinks about it.

When he was 7 years old, he saw what he thought was a stray dog in his backyard, a big one, like the one his neighbor used to have. He should've known. Should've listened suring summer camp when that counselor told stories of werewolves, should've ran away as fast as he could.

But he didn't. Instead he spent that next month in the hospital, trying to recover from his almost fatal injuries while nurses poked and prodded at him and doctors ran their tests. He still remembers their cold tools and rough hands, their strange smelling gloves and the fear in their eyes when they looked at him, as if they were looking at a monster. And he doesn't blame them. Never did. Because ever since then on the full moon he's been a beast. There are urban legends around the town just about him, about how if you encounter him in the woods during a full moon he'll rip you to shreds and keep you alive for the whole thing, or that he eats babies or something– which he doesn't. He doesn't even hunt rabbits. He just lets himself starve, he's never wanted to hurt something, especially something that never stood a chance against him.

And then that shit with the Upside Down happens, just when he thinks he's finally getting close to Eddie. He doesn't want to spread this to him and rope him in on this. Sure, they're not friends, but they still end up finding each other, not to mention Steve having to patch himself up and deciding to do it at Eddie's place.

So, he avoids the boy again. He watches himself grow more and more pale and gaunt each passing month, the scars on his body seeming like they're spreading. He hasn't been eating or sleeping much, usually getting his rest during class, meaning his grades slip drastically before he graduates, to the point where he barely scrapes by.

And when he meets Robin, she fills a gap in his heart, a piece of himself he didn't know he was missing. She also makes him realize a lot, about the world around him and about himself.He wasn't just friends with Tommy, he didn't want to be just friends with Eddie either.

"I didn't realize you could do that." Steve murmurs when Robin says she liked Tammy Thompson, letting his head thump against the wall.

"Are you serious? Do you not pay attention to the world around you, like, at all?" Robin says with a chuckle, bumping her knee against his. But her smile goes away when Steve runs a hand through his hair, wincing as his fingers run over the wound on his scalp. "Steve?"

"Hm?"

"We're okay, right?"

"Of course we are.. I'm just thinking. About me." Steve says softly, staring up at the ceiling, which he realizes has more stains than the floor. Gross. Robin tilts her head a bit at him, narrowing her eyes as if trying to see into his brain.

"Like what?" She asks, picking at her chipped nail polish as it scrapes onto the floor in maroon colored dust.

"Like.. I always thought we were just best friends– me and Tommy H... But now it all seems different, looking back. I mean, friends don't do what we did. You and I are friends, and I'd.. we'd never. Not at all." Steve says quietly, barely even parting his lips. Robin grimaces, not even wanting to think about what Steve and Tommy could've done to the point Steve thinks they were more than just friends. Everything is different now. The way he had looked at Eddie, the way he thought of him, of his gaze and his hands and his words– the way he'd say his name. It was all so different. So new and amazing.

"You know Eddie Munson? He showed up sometimes and got a plain strawberry cone?" Steve asks and Robin nods slightly, having a feeling where this is going. She slides down the wall a little more, her shoes squeaking on the tile. "Yeah, I know Eddie. He stepped on my sandwich one time." Steve sighs, running a hand through his hair once more. He doesn't even need to say it, Robin just knows.

"Oh." She says softly, echoing exactly Steve's tone from earlier. "Mhm. Oh."

"You could have better taste. I mean, c'mon, Eddie? He's like, three raccoons in a trenchcoat. I saw him eating a can of Spaghetti-O's behind the school one time." Robin says, making Steve laugh, his head falling back again and bumping back against the stall wall, a move he immediately regrets with the way his head now throbs.

"I like that, though.. I can't explain it. I like everything about him. I guess I just like him." He says with a growing smile. He really should've realized sooner, but he supposes now isn't the worst time. Eddie is.. everything. He's everything, simple as that. If others could see Eddie the way Steve sees Eddie, he'd rule the world.

That's when Dustin and Erica burst in, seeing the two almost adults on the ground, laughing at nothing. The rest is a little blurry to Steve, hard to remember and somewhat painful, but it's like he blinks and he's sitting in the back of an ambulance, bright lights and sirens filling the warm July night. Beneath his pounding skull and ringing ears, he hears someone ask him a question.

"Is there a number we can call for you? Someone to pick you up?"

He doesn't quite know who asked it, but his mind goes right to one person, and he hardly takes a breath before rattling off the number he knows by heart. The number that leads to that yellow phone on the wall of the trailer. He knows Wayne is at work, but Eddie might be home. It only takes the boy about 7 minutes to get to the mall, rushing towards the ambulances, somehow immediately finding Steve as if pulled in by a magnet.

"Jesus... Steve, you're okay, right? Are you okay?" He pants out, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he sees Steve, still in his stupid sailor uniform, absolutely beat to a pulp with nothing but a thin blanket around him.

"I've been better." Steve says with a shrug. He feels that skip in his heart, which he's felt before but not to this degree, not at all. It's all for Eddie, he realizes. Every beat of his heart and breath in his lungs, and maybe he's getting ahead of himself but that's just how he feels.Eddie puts his hands on either side of Steve's face, tilting his head to see all of his injuries. "What happened to you..?" He asks, his throat bobbing as he gulps. Steve really can't help but smile as he feels the boy's touch.

"It's a long story, and I don't really feel like shortening it at the moment." He says with a small smile, unintentionally leaning into Eddie's touch before he pulls his hands away to take a step back. Eddie takes a deep breath, fidgeting with his rings.

"C'mon." He says quietly, nodding towards his van. Steve hasn't actually been inside of it before, having to kick away a soda can at his feet, which Eddie quickly tosses to the back. Steve really can't help but notice the little things– things that he himself would do if he were to try and impress someone if he was Eddie. The way Eddie makes his van look somewhat clean so Steve doesn't think little of him, cracking the windows so the smell of weed isn't so strong, turning his loud music down as not to irritate Steve's pounding skull nor his sick stomach.

"The trailer is a bit of a mess– I know you don't care, I just.. you know." Eddie says with a small shrug, running a hand over his face. Steve doesn't even care that he's staring, hours ago he thought he was going to die, he wants to stare at a pretty face while he still can. He's not going to say anything any time soon, but he will eventually. Eventually. Even if eventually never comes, he'll be happy as long as he gets to be near Eddie. Near this boy that actually seems to care for him. He's drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as he drives, a habit Steve has notices. He's always tapping his fingers against something, whether it's his desk or his thighs or, obviously, the steering wheel. Steve doesn't think he's ever been this content to just sit next to someone, music playing quietly as the streetlights pass. Eddie keeps glancing over, clearly worried, but Steve is just smiling.

"You're sure you're okay?" Eddie asks, and Steve just nods a little. "I feel a lot better than I look. I think it's those pills they gave me before you came and got me."

Eddie still looks worried however, and stays practically stuck to Steve as he cleans himself up, scrubbing the blood off his skin before realizing that the bathroom sink probably isn't doing much.

"You mind if I take a shower?" He asks, and Eddie shakes his head. "No.. no, go ahead. Water might be cold at first, you have to turn the hot water all the way and wait for a minute so it heats up." He explains, still looking a bit shaken up.

When Steve gets out, there's a pair of sweatpants and a shirt waiting for him, both clearly Eddie's. He slips them on, looking at himself in the mirror, at how they fit a bit differently on him than they'd fit Eddie. They're the same height, but very obviously different builds. The clothes smell like detergent, but also something else. Something oh so clearly Eddie, to the point that the smell is still there even when the clothes are clean. It makes Steve feel a bit weird about himself, the fact he's smelling clothes because they smell like Eddie, but he hardly even notices he's doing it.

He likes this boy, its true, more than he's liked anybody ever.

This is gonna hurt Steve in the end, isn't it?

But what if there is no end? What if there's actually no beginning? Neither of them truly know what's going to happen, nobody does, especially with the Upside Down existing with a bunch of 13 year olds and about four 18 year olds being the only ones who know about it.

Steve sits down on the couch just a little bit away from Eddie, both of them quiet in the moment. Eventually Steve might say something. Maybe it will be on one of their death beds or over a grave, maybe it will be in a year or a day, maybe it will never happen. He doesn't know.

But until then he'll savor this as much as he can.

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#stranger things #joe keery #steve harrington #joseph quinn #eddie munson #joe quinn #steddie #Moonlight steddie fic #i love you guys #Thanks so much for supporting me and my silly little gay stories #mwah mwah mwah

[hannahhook7744]

got any hc for the witches school ?? i think Julieanna goes there when she feels like it xd

The 'Witches' school, as the isle kids call it, is actually officially named 'Madam Mim's School of Magic. But most people don't really bother to remember the actual name because they think the school is stupid.

The school is one of the spookiest on the isle.

It has no electricity and is lit by lanterns mainly.

Their school's colors are black, purple, and hot pink.

The sign for the school is wooden with the school's name carved into it.

The school is based in a dusty decrepit castle.

They have organs in jars. No, no one knows where they got them.

Also while there's no giant spiders, there are hands running around.

There are bars on the window.

Despite popular belief, the school is not an all girls' schools—just a school for those who might have magic who wish to learn it.

A lot of ingredients go missing from the potions' closest.

A lot of kids with...alternative...styles go there.

Madam Mim founded the school. All of her grandchildren have attended.

Never eat the food there. No, no even if you're starving to death. The food is questionable. No one knows what it is or where it came from, and there have been more than a few times where the food has been laced with potions of some kind. Zevon learned that the hard way.

The kids who go there are some of the most dramatic on the isle.

Absolutely no one outside of the school knows what they ACTUALLY teach.

The kids there give off cult vibes.

There is an occult club there.

Their mascot is a very stereotypical looking witch. The costume is VERY hard to get off and no one wears it because there's a rumor that it'll fuse to your skin and become you.

There is a suspicious amount of plants around the school. Even BEFORE the barrier is lifted.

Frollo tries to burn it down/storm it at least once a week. He NEVER succeeds.

There's a lot of disappearing and reappearing graffiti.

The prank wars are...not exactly what most would consider 'reasonable' pranks. Think YouTube pranks.

There are fairy rings on the outside WALLS and around the school.

The most questionable looking animals come and go from the school. Even from the water next to it.

The school does not pass anyone's vibe check.

Most of their school horror stories/urban legends revolve around Frollo/witch hunters.

#descendants #disney descendants #melissa de la cruz #disney #descendants au #wicked world #disney descendants au #etc

[octahedral-chaos]

I have a couple of questions about the Sonnet and Sakari story:

You mentioned it being set in an urban fantasy world (which is really neat, by the way). So, I wonder, would that technically make the Starfolk a fantasy race of some kind, like elves or orcs? Also, are there any differences from Canon? What's their lore? Ahhh-

(By the way, it's okay if you can't answer all of these.)

Also, what about Edda and Aven? You think they'll be integral to the story, or just mentioned?

The concept of body horror/ the altered self is one of my favorite (and scariest) things to think about when writing. It opens up questions regarding what its means to be human/ Starfolk (in this case). With that being said, what about Sakari's mental state? Obviously, she'll be totally shocked and isolated during her transformation, but I also wonder if she'll also adopt Starfolk temperament and behaviors. (Like I said, I don't know what this version of the Starfolk are like. Are they sentient? Mindless drones? Passive? Aggressive?)

I also understand that her transformation and embracing of her new form plays into the central theme of acceptance, so I don't want to degrade that with my previous statement by making it seen like a bad thing. I'm just curious.

Writer me is starving for more of this!

Oh wow! Lots of lore coming this way!

I guess? But starfolks are kind of... forgotten. You see, this takes place WAYYYYYY after the ending of Worldless, so starfolks are very, VERY scarce when this takes place, if they even exists at all. However... some of the elves and other long-lived races have some stunningly similar legends or rumours: that there's a secretive race of strange crystalline beings seemingly made of Geometric shapes, but flashes into a full silhouette whenever they are attacked or is attacking something, and who seemingly glow brilliant white, or blend into the dark shadows. However, most other beings don't believe in those, those must be some mistaken identity of one of the known races, isn't is?

However, starfolks are certainly still very much alive, as after the ending of Worldless, they are finally freed of the instinct of hunting down their opposites, to live together as one species. But, they are extremely rare as the recreation of the entire universe pretty much killed of a large portion of them, If the whole "opposites" thing didn't get them first.

But starfolks are similar to people: They have personalities, likes, Dislikes, all that stuff that comes with sapience. But... the new world that some of them are stuck on is pretty scary to them. So many new beings, each one with a potential to hurt them. So they went into hiding... but no one knows where they went. Is it deep underground, in a specific forest, far North? No one knows the answer... but some of the Boreal elves rumoured that there's a large city far North, where no person dear explore, where these elusive beings live.

So in a sense, they're the world's equivalent of cryptids. However, some starbeasts (Namely void moths, Voiteveos and Frostmoon unicorns, to name a few) are actually known to humans and the other sapient beings, but are incorrectly classified as spirits of some sort.

Also I think the starfolks know about Edda and Aven, their story passed on as an oral tradition or even legend. I can see the starfolks having a very, VERY long ballad involving these two...

But then, why does Sakari and her party feels watched ever time they step foot in a dark forest or other open space? And who's that strange person with haunting blue eyes and long hooded cloak that seems to be constantly following them? And what do they want with them?

Also Sakari would initially be an absolute mess, and for obvious reasons. I mean... turning into a being that's pretty much legend in your world would be pretty scary. But! She managed to accepted it, and pretty much enjoy her nonhuman traits now. Also yep! She'll get some starfolk behaviours, specifically emotive ones. She already unconsciously flares her head wings when scared, and other things like that! She may also make some attempts at starfolk noises... which can be awkward when you just growled at someone because they scared you-

Also don't worry! I love these kinds of asks. Plus another "fun" thing related to the above point, the initial part was pretty painless, but it's pretty itchy when your skin is becoming more porcelain-like... and a tad bit freaky too. The really painful part comes in when she gets her wings... and to not talk about the final push to being full starfolk... which is downright agony for her...

Sonnet still feels guilty for dragging Sakari into this, even if no one was expecting that.

#OCTAfan says stuff #OCTAfan answers #My ocs: Sonnet #My ocs: Sakari #Asterism Borealis #Tw body horror #Ask to tag #Long post #Mystic-131

[xpennytrickx]

(I think I nearly blacked out writing this I was possessed by the divine Peterick spirit. I'm too scared to put this on my own blog but I need the world to hear and I think you'd like this ram me based on your fic ref list)

Not to like, insanely dead dove-ify peterick but something that swims around in my head SO MUCH is how it really does feel like Pete took Patrick on a whirlwind when he was just a kid. Some slightly creepy, hopelessly suppressed bi-curious in the early 2000s, touch starved, boystarved, Patrick-starved 20/21 year old falling in love at first sight with a precious, pink, stupidly awkward dork 16 year old. So much that he still remembers what Patrick was wearing. Doesn't care for his audio recordings that Joe showed him until he SEES him, yknow? There's an inherent freakness there.

Promising his mom you'll take good care of him and sleeping next to and on top of him, crowded and trapped in the back of a shitty van you can barely cover the gas costs of. Spinning around and shoving against him on stage and screaming in his mic and getting to take him home with you every day. Your golden ticket, a sweaty teenager getting into YOUR van.

Ugh and I could go on forever about it. How by ioh there's this inkling of Patrick growing up. Still so young but getting his senses. Seeing how real relationships work. He's in his 20s now. 22/23 and Pete 26/27 and seeing his grip loosening. He knows he's losing him. He's even clingier on stage, writing love songs about teenage promises and calling him before calling even his mom after overdosing. (Though I'm not sure if that one is urban legend.)

I think part of how bad the band dynamic was after Folie was that venom Patrick had for Pete. It's 25/26 and 29/30. Patrick sees Pete being sold as this tabloid figurehead and he's stolen his late teens and early 20s. Spent his last high school summer with this dickhead who can't keep his life together. Who fights with him on everything and he needs out NOW but Pete's holding on so tight he's drawing blood and then licking the wounds. He needs him.

Soul Punk being the flop it was (completely ahead of it's time, besides the point) and feeling like you've failed. Pete made you peak and dragged you down with him. You can't start over. So you give in. He asks to hang out again and you get those words again. The same ones that made your brain light up with their rhythm at 16. The drummer in you. And you go back to him. And things are scary and careful and you're walking on eggshells but it's nice. It comfortable. You sink back in and do 2 records back to back. He's learned. He knows what he's done to you but he doesn't have to apologize. His lyrics are his apology.

Mania being so polarizing, too. Trying new things and not letting it get to you this time. You've conquered each other, you don't need the world. You can write music for each other and yourself and no one else. And stardust is just. So so so full circle. It's okay. Everything makes sense again. You can dance on stage and Pete can recite his words to people and not just a recording booth. It's 39 and 44 and you wouldn't trade it for the world.

YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH OH MY GOD ……. what a wonderful little essay you’re SO fucking right!!!! something that has always drawn me back to them after drifting back and forth to them in bursts of obsession is just. like. every single little facet of their relationship that has developed over the years and how it all well and truly stemmed from this very strange, unnatural, curious, twisted, enchanting fascination that this local too-sick celebrity cursed/blessed with boundless charm and a too-big heart and so much ink and mean white teeth and dirty dirty hands had with this fucking geeky teenage boy with patchy sideburns and bitten-through red lips and an off-kilter voice that he was still trying to grow into and limp skinny wrists and a pudgy stomach. he took that teenage boy to college parties, he bought him gifts, he took him to the movies, he made sure to saturate every square inch of his life with this new world that this kid was being thrust into—partially by force. waiting with baited breath until summer break starts and taking him across the country with him to breathe into his neck and touch him and tug on him and push him around until he snaps and it feels so fucking good when he does. patrick’s entire adolescence and the foundation of the rest of his life was permanently altered through pete and everything that started in the summer of 2001 still remains to this day in little touches and glances and inside jokes and intimacy and tenderness and adoration that most people would kill to feel. it’s so endlessly, hopelessly romantic and there are so many wounds that have been pulled open along the way and then either clumsily or carefully sewn back up…..… all these moments of intense codependency and tragedy and violence and anguish and possession and desperation. they feel so deeply for each other that it’s manifested so many times in the worst that humanity has to offer. i’ll never get away from them because they will never get away from each other because they physically can’t. it destroys them every single time it happens. and that makes me happy

#im foaming at the fucking mouth #trueblueask

[killacharacterbingo]

Unfriendly Pet

Inspired mostly by the urban legend of pet snakes sizing up their owners and starving themselves in preparation to eat them, this prompt refers to any instance of a pet being the direct cause of, or otherwise related to, their owner's death. Be it keeping a ferocious predator as a pet and it going predictably wrong, or having the sweetest pet known to man experiencing a violent streak. In some cases, the violence is either incited or facilitated by human behaviour, purposefully or otherwise. In others, the attack is betrayal. Either way, this prompt refers to pets who don't behave all nice and cuddly, have teeth and claws, and are perfectly capable of using them.

#killacharacter #killacharacterbingo #writing challenge #bingo challenge #writing event #whump #writing bingo #whumpee #bingo card #whump prompt

[thefoxlady]

Trigger Warning: Murder, Death, Child Abuse

The Jawless Gunslinger (Wheeler)

The Jawless Gunslinger is an entity that comes around during nighttime, arriving at sunset and leaving at sunrise. She would shoot her victim in the heart or in the head before taking their jaw, she is a violent figure that must be avoided at all costs until sunrise. Church personnel have been killed by this entity, the most famous one being Warbucks. Warbucks was a well known figure in the OGPN, he went on a mission trying to contain the Jawless Gunslinger when she shot him in the heart and in the head... She violently ripped his jaw off, and left him to die... An OGPN operative who was with Warbucks was about to get shot in the head until Warbucks shots her in the back with his own gun, she violently attacked Warbucks giving time for the operative to escape. Ever since the Warbucks incident, church officials have been more cautious when trying to contain the Jawless Gunslinger.

According to news reports, the Jawless gunslinger used to be a woman named Wheeler [REDACTED]. Her body was discovered by a hiking group in the morning of February 19th, 19[DATA EXPUNGED]. An autopsy speculated she was murdered last night on February 18th, a weapon speculated to be a bladed object like a knife, teeth marks was found on the body, marks that belonged to a canine. Of course her jaw was missing, said to be ripped off by the killer due to unknown reasons, her jaw was found about a mile from her body by police. Two weeks later... A man and his dog were killed, a suspect gave a description of the killer to the sketch artist, it looked exactly like Wheeler, the woman who was killed... People speculated that Wheeler came back from the dead to get revenge, the man was possibly her killer. Church officials must do rounds every day from noon to morning, if they were to see her, they must contact other OGPN officials and use tranquilizers and tasers to prevent the Jawless Gunslinger from attacking and killing OGPN officials and citizens.

Ms. Reaper (Wanda)

Death is something no one can avoid no matter what, Ms. Reaper is the whole concept of death. Ms. Reaper is an entity that chooses a random victim, 75% of the time the elderly in the age range from early-50s to late-90s, the 20% are people in the age range from mid-20s to late-40s, 5% are from the age range from 5 to 24 years of age. She carves two lines on the door of the person who's going to die, these lines represents the hands on the clock and the time of when the victim dies, not right away but either days, weeks, or even months after she carves the symbol on the door. The death of the victim is either caused by natural causes, deadly accidents, other elemental forces, or by her own hands with the use of her alarming clock or her time glove.

In one incident, a woman in her 40s was constantly calling the police to report that she was being stalked by a "Cloaked black figure that's making constant ticking noise", she also said that her friends and family members don't hear any ticking or see the cloaked figure besides her. An undercover OGPN operative was sent to the woman's house to try to get information on the then-new entity. She stated that it all started 2 weeks ago when one morning she saw two lines carved on her bedroom door, she saw the figure for the first time when she looked through the kitchen window. The operative took a photo of the bedroom door, the woman asked if the operative could see the figure in the rocking chair, he didn't see anything, she asked if he could take a photo of the chair, the operative was reluctant at first but he wanted to know what the figure looked like, he took the photo of the chair and saw a cloaked figure with clocks on her cloak. She looked like an old woman, probably in her 60s or 70s, she was almost see through in the photo. The woman died two days later around 3:47 PM, the cause of death was from a heart attack.

From other incidents, survivors of a vehicle crash said they saw a cloaked figure collecting some sort of essence from the dead with a watch of some kind, she turned the dial on the watch and then suddenly she looked younger.

It is speculated that she uses the souls she collected from her watch to keep herself as young as possible. Why she's aging is up to speculation, the OGPN are still trying to figure out how to capture her.

The Weeping Smiling Angle (Wilba)

The civilization of Pigmen is being haunted by a ghost of a little piglet named Wilba, but the Pigmen calls her The Weeping Smiling Angle. Years ago, there was a queen who was abusive to Princess Wilba, the queen would beat her if she did things the queen didn't approve of or just didn't know what she wants her to do.

The queen accidentally killed her in one of the beatings, it is said the guards sent the queen to execution when they found out about the queen's crime. The Weeping Smiling Angle roams around at night, glowing, giving passerbys a glimpse of her beaten face, smiling through her pain.

It has been a long time since I posted anything about Don't Starve. I don't know if you guys like it or not but I did my best.

#don't starve #don't starve together #Don't Starve: Urban Legends #alternate universe #wheeler dst #wanda dst #dst wilba

[oceanlue]

What are your Finn headcanons?

Finn headcanons 🌻

He loves going on nature walks and hikes just to experience everything around him in nature without having to worry about anything in the city or in real life

He loves to make flower crowns

He loves hugs there is no doubt that this man loves hugs

I think he's a little bit touch starved so you would love cuddles too.

Loves to rehearse every urban legend he ever heard in a book and talk about different types of flowers that is a given

He does getting embarrassed very quickly

When you want to give him a surprise blindfold him so he'll expect the unexpected like the element of surprise

He will and I forbid you to tell he will make you tea whenever you need it especially when you have cramps or when you have a headache or any kind of sickness you're going down with he will stop what he's doing and make you tea that will help ease the pain

He will always want to be beside you he'll tell you how his day went how is customers were if they were rude or nice and (he'll even spill some tea about what happened if he saw something embarrassing

he likes to make sure everything is all snuggly and warm and soft I think he has a little pillow fort in the corner of his house somewhere where you two just spend time in each other's company just basking in the glow of the other one's presence

Is self-conscious

Just give him enough encouragement and tell him that he's beautiful because he deserves it

I swear to God if you don't tell him he's beautiful then I will come over there and make you say it no matter how much force you will endure

He loves you even if you are a tad bit overbearing but you both know your limits and he would not want to change that for the world

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Hope you love it

Peace out

💙💙💙

#yuurivoice #yuurivoice finn #spotify #ocean 🌊 #love from finn

[wof-reworked]

So like the tales of like don’t go out side alone or you will die also strangers bad and the monsters for those tales are supposed to be horrid and scary but the angsty teens went like oh yeh horrible monster more like my cults entire reason to exist (artic annon)

ohhhh yeah !!! I mean I have a few actually, though less in the spooky monster vein. They're as follows:

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-Icewings who end up stranded or drowned on the ice floes/sea ice are reincarnated as polar bears (polar bears are also seen as omens of death/lost spirits by lower class Icewings, while royal Icewings may hunt them to show off, hunting a polar bear is often seen as bad luck/marking yourself for misfortune)

-The inverse is snowy owls- they're considered friends and good luck. When in doubt, follow a snowy owl.

-Icewings hatched at night under the Aurora Borealis are often stereotyped as unearthly and strange beauties, some myths claiming you can spot them because of the pearlescent color of their scales.

-during the fall, Icewings will gather the last remaining wildflowers and summer grasses to make bundles to hang in their homes in the hope of warding off especially cold/brutal winters.

-Lighting campfires outside during the long night in the winter is considered bad luck- putting out a light like that can act as a beacon, and you don’t want to attract unwelcome attention. Since most Icewings are cold resistant and don't routinely use fire (with the exception of oil lamps), this is a non-issue 90% of the time.

-If you know how, you can read your future in the first icemelt on a river- the shapes and the way the current runs will tell you about the course of your life.

-I think a lot of Icewing superstition is less focused on tangible monsters and more on the Idea of bad things happening?? In a lot of ways it's very cause/effect- if you do x, y will happen. It might not be a monster coming out in the woods, but stuff like trees suddenly falling on you, ice breaking, family members turning cold, the kind of slow burn misfortune that can sometimes be scarier than being hunted down by a giant monster.

That said, I know you also came here for creepy monsters, soooo here’s some Icewing urban legends:

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-There’s a story of two Icewing dragonets who left their village to find food during the winter. Too young to fly, they walked through the dense taiga forests, searching for anything edible, until they were hopelessly lost. They starved in the woods, but they weren’t allowed to rest, now endlessly walking and enlisting the help of any Icewing who’ll help- only to lead them deeper into the woods, until their victim becomes lost and starves too.

-An Icewing princess, one of the early animuses, wanted to create a beautiful menagerie for Icewings of all classes to enjoy- with tamed animals, the height of their species that could wander around outside of pens freely and interact with visitors. The first time she tried the spell though, the animals came out wrong. They were functional, but underwhelming: she wanted her gift to be truly special, not just a loose collection of common animals. Breaking the rule of one enchantment, she began to layer on more spells and tried creating more animals, each of them growing more and more distorted: bears with crooked, jagged teeth jutting from their mouth, walking on two unnaturally long legs, foxes with dragging, extra limbs and empty eyes, hares with twisted, upside down necks who could mimic dragon voices perfectly, the list grew on. The princess drove herself to madness trying to make them perfect, depleted of all her energy, all she could do was lay in her garden, eventually eaten by her own creations, who still wander the Ice Kingdom like ghosts, unable to die with the amount of spells on them. 

-There’s a group of Icewings who are dedicated to hunting killer whales- they believe it’s the ultimate sport, to be able to take down an animal as intelligent and powerful as you. They’ll stop at nothing, and the most graphic versions of the story involve them using Icewing dragonets as bait.

I really like writing Icewing stories, they’re always the most depressing imo. I hope these were to your liking !!

#tw body horror #icewings #icewing wof #wof hcs #wof headcanon #wings of fire headcanons #wof #wings of fire #my headcanons #thanks for asking !!! #I was going to make these a separate post but I realize you could save drafts AND edit them from your askbox and that makes my life v easy #so I feel good abt making these here instead of their own separate post

[despair-to-future-arcs]

Let’s go check it out!

*Is reading the newsletter* Akane Owari, the Ultimate Gymnast as of her capture will be blacklisted and will have her rights of anything sports-related and not join the Olympics due to her helping with the the Ultimate Despairs and help organize the Killing Festivals along with Nekomaru Nidai...

Killing... Festivals, what are those?

The Killing Festivals are an organize events where Killers face off against other killers...

NAGI: They were believe to be tournament where killers faced against each other to battle to the death, though it was known as an urban legend but it got discover thanks to the 6th Division at Future Foundation...

NAGI: Juzo Sakukura, the head of say Division pretended to be the killer, Ted Chikatilo - who was Class 75's Ultimate Pyrotechnician so they were quickly expose...

NAGI: I am going to bring up that you and Nekomaru were a very strong and powerful duo, often relying on each other and working as a team but what happen was that given you were starving yourself and Nekomaru's heart condition you both had quickly fallen and were capture...

Sadly however, we only found a few more and we aren't sure if we found all of them but we are still searching...

I see... so I can't do anything sports related...

Eh... honestly, I'm not really too torn up about it... I kind of expected this to be honest.

Wait really? Akane, are you... are you sure about this...?

Well yeah, given I only accepted going to Hope's Peak because I wanted to provide for my family, it was the only reason I accepted it.

And since my whole family is dead... I don't think I want to be a Gymnast anymore anyway so I'm not too beat up about it.

Very well...

#dr #danganronpa #dtfa #despair to future arc #fs:rw #future side: re write #sdr2 #super danganronpa 2 #akane owari #nagi nanami #sonia nevermind #anonymous #fs ep 3

[akindplace]

4. on your most recent ask list: What cryptid being do you believe in? (And why? bc I feel like if you have a good story you need to share it 👀)

I don't really believe in cryptic beings BUT I will not fuck around to find out. Like, I wouldn't go to the woods to search for that, just in case hahaha. I realized I the creepiest beings that I would be scared to see and I would never fuck around trying to locate are mythical creatures from Brazilian folklore. There is the curupira, he protects the woods, his hair is fire and his feet are backwards. Or Saci, who is a one legged man who travels in wind swirls, loves pranking people and stealing food, will make you lose yourself in the woods and starve or just kill if you steal his cap. He might seem friendly, but he isn't.

Caipora also makes you lose yourself, might be also made of fire or moss, it depends on who tells it, also protects the woods. There is the commonly known chupacabra that drinks the blood out of cattle and sometimes kills people and no one actually has any idea what it should look like. There was a meme a few years ago of something called the chupacu, which is a twist on the original myth but he sucks out the assholes of people. Yeah. I know, it's dumb and therefore a meme. There is the mula sem cabeça which is literally a horse without it's fucking head that walks around during the full moon and the head is also fire, pure fire, no head. There is this incredibly sad story of a black slave that was tortured and killed only to come back riding a horse helping people and killing racist slave owners. There are some dumb urban legends, like the bathroom blonde, she is kind of like the Bloody Mary, except she has that dumb name and it's mostly a meme.

Curupira, caipora, chupacabra, mula sem cabeça, saci, they are myths from folklore that are deep in the history of the country itself, being made of woods, our very troubled past with slavery and native indigenous genocide. Those creatures are protective but they don't go along well with humans cause we did keep destroying nature. I don't particularly believe in them BUT I WILL NOT GO INTO THE WOODS TO SEE IF I FIND A CHILD WITH THEIR FEETS TURNED BACKWARDS AND HAIR MADE OUT OF FIRE. His feet are backwards because if you try to track him down you will only lose yourself and starve or be eaten by a wild animal in the forest. Nah.

The thing about people from Latin America is that we watch American horror movies screaming to the characters to stop being dumb and run away.

Those creatures are a huge part of folklore and I learned about them in school. There is a famous author that explored many of those myths but he wrote them over 100 years ago so I would NOT recommend it. Like. Not at all. If anyone wants to see stuff like this just search on Wikipedia or something. Those stories vary a lot from region to region. Just please beware that some stories are memes here.

Again I don't particularly believe in them but I will not go research stuff like that and get myself killed because places like the amazon forest are really dense and dangerous and people often starve to death because they do get lost there. Or they meet up with criminals. Or get eaten by animals. Whatever comes first honestly.

#folklore #tw death #tw body horror #tw violence #tw cursing #tw horror stories #unreality #myths

[doom-cookie1]

for the wip-game: very intrigued by moondust and don't starve AU!

Moondust: an asoiaf/got Jon/Sansa fic I started in high-school that is sort of a Stardust fusion?? In a happier world where Rheagar became king Prince Jon makes a wish on a shooting star, that star falls to earth in the form of a girl, Sansa. Jon and Sansa must now embark on a quest to the North in order for Sansa to grant his wish before time runs out and she loses her powers.

I keep telling myself I'm gonna go back to it someday, but it would probably need a complete overhaul. There are 3 chapters up on ao3 that you can read, but be warned, they are probably not very good, lol!

Don't starve AU: another high-school years fic that I never wrote much for or posted anywhere! A Don't Starve video game OC/Wilson fic, Wren Emerson gets taken to the Constant and meets the Urban Legend/Wierdo Scientist that disappeared decades ago.

I wrote a few paragraphs for it and then probably got distracted by something shiny.

#Ask #Tag game

[kawaii-octoalt]

Kawaii's (my sona) official Ref!!!

(As of now)

Relationships: Kawaiisky (sister), (she got a brother too but I'm lazy)

-fun facts-

Despite the fact that she's AI, she's not the brightest bulb in the box. But she's somehow a fast learner too.

She's got ADHD with ODD tendencies.

Everytime (keyword: EVERYTIME) she gains a new form, it gets saved into her system like a new skin, she can shift forms anytime she wants.

Though, she automatically shifts into her paradoxical forms (mostly the base one) when her stress and anxiety get extreme.

She's touch starved, you give them head pats (her favorite) and she'll be happy for the next few hours

They are Biromantic asexual.

She LOVES eating and sleeping.

They're also a sucker for internet horror, (Trevor Henderson, creepypastas, Mario rom hacks, urban legends, etc.)

She's a gen z.

She's not a Mary Sue. Instead She's a clumsy, teddy bear stuffed with rage.

Speaking of rage, she's known to be a hothead. She's just as angry as Whitty; if not angrier.

She has a soft spot for architecture and soft cute animals.

The reason that the eye they cover with their hair is blank white is because of a mistake in their coding, though she can see perfectly fine.

And no, it cannot be fixed, even with system restart or if she tries to manually.

She loves drinking A&W root beer (with aged vanilla)

Since she's AI, she can't exactly die in anyway a normal human can, even if you do try to kill her, she'll just respawn.

The only way you CAN actually kill a v-roid (permanently) is by deleting their system (don't try it tho, it's not easy.)

She's even capable of going into electronics and entering worlds of video games and mess around with files of said game.

She can rewrite her own code.

Her canines are really sharp, once, she entered the backrooms and ripped a chunk of skin off the head of a partygoer.

And she'll do it again.

She has GMOD addons installed into her system. She can even no-clip.

No matter the size of the device, she can enter and leave it no problem.

There's more I'd like to add, but that's all for now.

#friday night funkin #self insert #kawaii.vrm #internet persona #paradoxical kawaii #kawaii arc #trollge.vrm #flipaclip