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Cryptic Mystic: Kindred Spirits

Do you believe that living beings have souls? If you believe in souls, chances are that you also possess the ability to feel strong emotions. On the opposite side of that coin, there are people who feel no emotion at all. What causes such a huge difference in the capability of our brains and the way that we process information? What do souls have to do with this anyway? Are we born this way or simply molded through our environment and experiences? Maybe it’s a little of both…

I’ll start by saying the words “soul” and “spirit” are often used interchangeably - just so there is no confusion with the title versus the term I am choosing to use within the text. Now onto the good stuff.

The term “soul” as we know it today in America was originally derived from the Old English word sáwol first quoted in the 8th Century poem Beowulf. However, this term and its meaning has been seen in other countries including East German Gothic (saiwala), Old High German (sêula), Old Saxon (sêola), Old Low Franconian (sêla), Old Norse (sála) and Lithuanian (siela). The Germanic definition of “soul” is said to mean “coming from/belonging to the sea (or lake)”, because of the Germanic and pre-Celtic belief in souls emerging from and returning to sacred lakes.

Various religions use the term “soul” within many forms of context. All share an abundance of differences within what the term means and how they choose to use it, but all define their beliefs/experiences within a similar concept. For example, ancient Egyptians believed that people were made up of a combination of both physical and spiritual elements that are of the soul/spirit. Shamanism posits that people are composed of two or more souls (termed soul dualism) often called the “body soul” and the “free soul.” The body soul is the vessel in which you live day to day while you are consciously aware of your surroundings, while the free soul wanders when you are sleeping, meditating, or in a trance-like state. While even different yet, Scientology doesn’t believe that people have souls, but that people are souls. Within this religion, people are viewed as being immortal and can choose to become reincarnated if they would like once their life is over within their current physical body. Lastly, Wiccans tend to believe in the eternal nature of the soul; that the soul is immortal and can never die. Most Wiccans believe in reincarnation and view physical death as part of the natural cycle of life/birth/death; that while the physical body may die, the soul can never die.

As you can tell, there are definitely mixed views on what constitutes a “soul.” Most beliefs in the soul are tied to various religions. These are just a few examples, however, there are MANY more religions that believe in the soul and just as many more definitions and viewpoints! For those who believe in the soul, strong emotional ties are present within their respective religions. Remember earlier when I suggested that if you believe in the soul you probably possess the ability to feel emotions on a strong level? Makes sense now doesn’t it? It’s all tied together and comes full circle when explained. Now, I will say there are just as many people who do not believe in the soul, and I do not discredit them in any way. It’s like I always say, you choose what you believe - all are respected here. Learning more about one another gives us all a better understanding of the differences we possess; what makes us unique. I encourage you to do your research on other cultures/religions/etc., but I also feel like that is part of my purpose here - to expand your mind. So... you can just keep reading my blogs to get that monthly dose of information if you’d like. Your choice.

I’ve always found this particular conversation interesting due to the many possibilities that surround us. There is so much that is truly unknown. We take the influences around us: environment, culture, religion, social influences, etc. and we form opinions. We form beliefs. It would be foolish to believe that we know everything, for we do not. However, we can imagine, dream, research, have a conversation about it - we can strive to learn.

The Shamanistic belief in the two souls is quite interesting to me in particular due to my own personal experiences with dreams and meditation. I am sure many of you have had those dreams that felt so real that whenever you woke up you weren’t sure where you were for a moment. I have experienced this several times. My dreams are always so vivid. When I am meditating I find that I experience almost the same intensity that I feel whenever I am sleeping. I have jokingly wondered to myself if the people we see in our dreams are actually there with us because they are sleeping too. Maybe we are all in another dimension together in our dreams or when we meditate? I don’t have the answers to why these instances occur, but I enjoy speculating over them. I have also wondered if the people in your dreams don’t remember being with you, maybe you were in the part of their dream that they didn’t remember. Have you ever awoke from a dream and for the life of you, couldn’t remember it at all? Or maybe you remembered bits and pieces, but were unable to put them all together because of the fragments that you had forgotten? Another thought - maybe the people that you don’t know that you see in your dreams/during meditation are people that you have unknowingly met or will meet in the near future? There are so many unanswered questions. Sure, we have labels that we throw onto these phenomena as we do with everything else, but do we actually know? I don’t believe so. As a matter of fact, I think we are further off than we even begin to realize because the human mind is not capable of understanding these things that we do not know or understand. Again, you be your own judge - that’s just my opinion.

The premonitions that I have had (as mentioned in one of my earlier blogs - go check it out for the backstory/context), have frightened me to my core. The pure emotion and accuracy in my dreams have baffled me for several years. I have learned to accept that I apparently possess some sort of gift and move forward with my life. When I have a premonition it is always random, but due to the repetitiveness of this phenomena, they don’t really come as much of a surprise anymore. There have been times I awoke and I was screaming, crying, and one time I even swung my fists at someone (yeah… whoops). I feel silly using the terms “soul” or “spirit” so I personally stay away from them. However, I do believe that we are composed of something magical that we have labeled and viewed in different ways. For me, to know the human anatomy inside and out, to know how the body functions, to specialize within my career in brain functioning, and knowing the complexities within both neuro, mental, and physical health; it completely blows my mind that we are just these living, walking, breathing, beings that are so powerful - and that there is nothing behind that. That’s it? It just is? We just are? I think not. There are things we don’t understand and may never understand. I believe that we all possess something special inside of us. Call it what you want: a soul, spirit, or any other combination of terms - we are more powerful that we give ourselves credit for. Whatever you believe in, just know that you are a strong being that can overcome any challenge in life. You possess the power to change your life and could possibly go on to change the lives of others if you so choose. Embrace yourself for who you are and what you believe, because regardless of anything I respect the hell out of each and every one of you for simply being your badass selves!

Now, let’s talk about something that lies on the opposite end of the mushy gushy emotional spectrum. The absence of emotion can technically happen to anybody at any given time. For me, I have had 2 memorable points in my life where I went through a several-month period where I felt nothing. There was an absence of emotion. I felt hardened. I couldn’t cry and I most certainly did not feel happiness.

The first time this emotional numbness happened was during/after my divorce. For about a year after that train wreck was over I couldn’t emotionally feel anything. I tried to date (ew) and I couldn’t feel love or pleasure. I remember telling a very nice man that was absolutely wonderful to me in every way that I wanted to end things because I couldn’t feel - I didn’t love him. I didn’t want to lead him on, and after a month of dating and not feeling anything I couldn’t bear to see him so attached while I felt absolutely nothing. It was horrible, and I felt a sense of helplessness because I couldn’t just turn my emotions back on like a light switch. It took well over a year for me to bounce back and actually start to feel emotions again, but eventually, I was able to regain them. However, I do feel like I was forever changed in a way. I still carry that hardened exterior, I don’t trust easily, I have a permanent resting bitch face, in conversations, I am way too logical/realistic and cynical for people to even begin to handle, and I struggle with allowing myself to open up to others. Nobody is perfect, and I am sure at least a few of you can relate.

The second time this happened to me was recently. The emotional numbness lasted for a few months, beginning in September of last year to January of this year. For the first time in my life I decided to see a therapist. I didn’t want to, but a couple of people in my life who care about me said that I needed to seek help from someone other than myself (haha). I feel like it may have helped a bit, but I attribute my ability to bounce back to myself and work to change the way I was thinking. I also needed to engage in more self-care because I was extremely lacking in that department last year. So I began doing things on a daily basis that served myself, even if it was for only 15 minutes. Amidst my busy schedule, I needed to make that time for me and so I did. Both instances revolved around heavy stress times in my life - the heaviest I have experienced as an adult. For me, I think that in order to protect itself my the body just shut down and shut off everyone and everything around me. I couldn’t feel anything because feeling and experiencing emotion became seen as a threat. Funny - I still see it that way at times.

Similar to what I have experienced in my life, but much more severe, prominent, and chronic, is psychopathy. Psychopathy is defined as a mental (antisocial) personality disorder in which an individual may appear to hold no morals and exhibit antisocial behavior. These individuals also show a lack of ability to love, empathize, experience emotions, or establish meaningful personal relationships. Psychopaths are sometimes egocentric in their behavior and possess an inability to learn from experience and other behaviors associated with the condition. Take for example Ted Bundy: a calm, collected, calculated, suave serial killer. He appeared to be just like anyone else if you were to see him on the street. He engaged in relationships but did not possess the ability to truly love the individuals he was with (sound familiar?) Even in court he failed to empathize with the families of his victims and appeared to be unbothered - because he was. However, as one of the most well-known serial killers of the modern day, Bundy also had a fascination with murder and necrophelia - which, and I want to reiterate this very clearly, is NOT a common thread with those diagnosed with psychopathy. A lot of people use the term psychopath incorrectly and do not actually understand what constitutes psychopathy. Does being a psychopath mean that you’ll be a murderer? No. Does it mean you can never have a meaningful relationship? While questionable, the answer is no - there is no obsolete here. Does being a psychopath mean you are crazy? Hell no - and I don’t like to use the “C” word in a mental health context because (shocker) it’s fucking offensive. Interestingly enough, there is no written formal diagnosis in the DSM-5 (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual for Mental Health Disorders-Version 5) specifically for psychopathy. Instead, the formal diagnosis for someone who meets the criteria of antisocial personality disorder is said to mimic what most characterize as psychopathy. However, some mental health conditions may have a specifier such as psychopathic features. For example: in the DSM-5, under "Alternative DSM-5 Model for Personality Disorders", Antisocial Personality Disorder with psychopathic features is described as characterized by "a lack of anxiety or fear and by a bold interpersonal style that may mask maladaptive behaviors (e.g., fraudulence)."

While there is an ongoing argument on whether a psychopath is born or made, I say it is a little bit of both - and researchers agree. Children that show a lack of empathy, lack of guilt, and have shallow emotions, defined as callous-unemotional traits, are at increased risk of developing psychopathy in adulthood. These children are more likely to display antisocial behavior, such as bullying and aggression. Will every aggressive child develop psychopathy? No. Will every child who experiences some antisocial behavior develop psychopathy? No. There is a combination of factors that “when the stars align” create a predisposition for psychopathy to develop. It is truly a combination of individual genetics and the environment. So while the genetic factors are what is born within the individual, the environment further aids in shaping how this individual will develop. For example, a child who is aggressive, antisocial, and comes from a home where they are constantly physically and sexually abused is more likely to develop psychopathy, but may or may not depending on their specific genetic makeup. There are literally millions of combinations of neurons and other items that must connect and fail to connect to shape and form a psychopath. As time goes on these traits may become more dominant (indicating psychopathy) or may taper off and fall away (indicating that the person is likely not developing psychopathy and likely has just gone through “a phase”).

It is important to note that psychopathy can also be present and comorbid with other mental health conditions in any individual. The combinations here are endless. I have found that some individuals who experience psychopathy also experience delusions and hallucinations, while others who experience psychopathy have never had a delusion or hallucination in their life. The prognosis relies heavily on a special combination of genetics and environment. Genetics are a predisposition, while environment consists of direct exposures that can predispose but may also be manipulated. Each individual who experiences psychopathy experiences it in a different way and comes from their own unique background, therefore it is hard to pinpoint exactly what “type” of person truly defines a psychopath. Just like anything or anyone else - there are all kinds. We are all alike and the same but yet so very different. We are “kindred spirits” you might say. Whether or not you believe in souls, an afterlife, how we came to be, or what constitutes psychopathy - your opinion is still valid and you believe whatever you choose to believe. Open your mind before you open my blog. Sending you nothing but positivity and love. Until next time, creep it real ghouls and gals.

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tenspontaneite · 5 years

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Meta Post: Elf Horns

This post is about the speculative biology of the horns of elves in The Dragon Prince. It contains 7 diagrams.

It will cover the possible internal anatomy of the horns, their sensitivity to various stimuli, and several possible functions of the horns. As this is mainly directed at fellow content creators, this could be useful for fanfiction authors, or people designing OCs.

You do not need to have seen TDP to read and understand this post. Information in this post could apply to horned humanoids in other canons as well.

Section 3 details ways an elf infant’s horns might develop, and would be useful for writers of kidfic, or people designing child elf OCs. Section 5 includes some horn-related scenarios that may interest writers, such as what might happen when horns break, if horns are removed in infancy, details for sickfic authors, and what might happen if a Startouch elf sheds their keratin.

My sources will be found in my reblog. There will be easy-to-understand summaries at the end of every section.

Content warnings: This post contains multiple diagrams detailing the possible internal anatomy of horns. The diagrams are clinical and do not contain gore, but I do mention blood, sinuses, mucous membranes, and other such things in text. In the fiction application section, I also mention scenarios that involve harm to children via damage to their horns. If you are concerned that any of this may be a problem for you, please feel free to contact me to ask for details.

Contents:

1. Introduction

2. a) Anatomy of horns

b) Elves with branched horns

c) Sensitivity of horns

3. Horn development

4. Possible functions of elf horns

5. Scenarios for content creators

1. Introduction

Horns are protrusions from the skull of an animal with a core of live bone and an outer sheath of keratin. Keratin is ‘dead’ material, and can also be found in fingernails, hair, and the hooves of some animals. Horns are very distinct from antlers. Horns almost never have branches, for example. Until elves appear whose horns seem distinctly antler-like, I will not be making a detailed analysis of antlers here. Startouch elves probably have horns, not antlers, and will be covered in this post.

n.b. The more technical information about the internal anatomy of horns is almost entirely derived from information on cattle, as due to the fact that we keep them as livestock, there is much more information available about their horns than those of other horned animals. I do, however, offer alternative options for internal horn anatomy of elves.

Summary: Real-world horns are made out of bone covered in keratin. I am assuming that elf horns work the same way. Horns almost never have branches like antlers do, but they do sometimes, and I’ve got a specific section for explaining how that would work for elves with branching horns. I used a lot of information about cow horns to make this post, because there’s a lot of information available on cows and not so much on antelope or gazelles or such.

2. a) The anatomy of horns

I consider two main possibilities for the internal anatomy of elf horns:

Option 1: Elves have a sinus cavity inside their horns.

Option 2: Elves don’t have a sinus cavity inside their horns.

Option 1 is considerably more complex (and interesting for me as an author) so I’ll be spending more time on it.

Please see figure 1. This contains a diagram of an elf who does have sinus cavities in their horns. This skull silhouette was traced from a screenshot of Rayla, so her horns will be our main model today.

I’ll be running through the different parts of the horn labelled here, going from bottom to top.

Sinus cavity: This is where the sinus would extend into the centre of the horn bone. If you were to cut open an elf horn, this part would appear a pale pink colour, and would be full of weirdly shaped hollow spaces with kind of mucous membranes. The sinus cavity develops as the elf ages, and older elves will have hollow spaces extending further along their horns than younger elves. This will be mentioned in more detail in the developmental section.

Mucosal sinus lining: What it says on the tin – this is the mucous lining at the edge of the sinus cavity.

Bone core: This is the section of the horn that is live bone. It is vascularised, meaning it has blood running through it. If the horn breaks, it will bleed. The bone core of the horn is slightly narrower at the base of the horn to allow space for blood vessels to enter it from the head. To my knowledge, this is also where the nerves enter the horn.

Bone membrane: Also what it says on the tin – this is the membrane over the bone core of the horn, separating it from dermis and hypodermis.

N.b. Not labelled here: Hypodermis. This would be the skin layer underneath the dermis, the ‘main’ skin layer, but my main source stated that it is not distinct in horns, tending to ‘be one’ with the bone membrane.

Dermis: The ‘skin’ inside the horn. The dermis in horns nourishes the epidermis, and as such can be expected to contain blood, lymphatic cells, and likely nerves as well. The dermis in horns tends to have a very specialised structure compared to dermis elsewhere in the body, having some really weird villi. Now, I’m not completely sanguine on what exactly villi do in other types of skin, but I understand that in horns, their weird structure forms the basis for the structure of the keratin made by the next skin layer.

Epidermis basal layer: This is the layer of skin over the dermis. It produces the keratin that forms the hard outer sheath of the horn, pushing it upwards and outwards throughout production.

Keratin sheath: The hard outer portion of the horn, and what will be visible to outside observers. This can be formed in variable patterns and structures depending on the individual and species – for instance, Moonshadow elves seem to have a loosely curved/spiralling texture on their keratin sheaths. Other elves’ horns may be entirely smooth, furrowed, ridged, or even pronged (as in Startouch elves).

Oldest part of the horn: the tip of the horn is the oldest and densest part, and is the first part that grows in a young elf.

All that described, let’s talk about sinuses.

Sinuses are a connected system of hollow cavities in our skulls, lined with mucous layers. They’re connected to our respiratory system, and fill with air when we breathe. Most sinuses drain into the nose through small channels. Humans have several sinuses: the frontal, maxillary, sphenoid, and ethmoid. See figure 2 for rough representation of where these sinuses are located in humans.

I should note that, despite being located at various depths in the skull, all of our sinuses are approximately towards the middle of the skull – in other words, along the same sort of mid-line as the nasal cavity. They’re not exactly in the middle, but they’re closer to it than not.

Now, looking at figure 2, you might notice that those sinuses are all kind of a long way away from the horns, and their hypothetical sinus cavities. Elf horns do seem to be located quite far back on the skull. As such, if they do have sinuses in them, elves almost certainly have additional sinuses to humans, and quite possibly any sinuses they do share with us will differ in structure.

These additional/differing sinuses could go pretty much any way, but I’ll present one possibility in figure 3.

Here, I present an elf with an enlarged and differently-positioned frontal sinus, an intermediate sinus located between the frontal sinus and the horn, and the sinus that extends into the horn cavity. In this case, you might expect the internal skull structure of elves to be slightly different, in order to make room for the extra sinus cavities.

Possible names for the additional horn sinus: parietal sinus, para-frontal sinus.

Possible names for the additional intermediate sinus: prefrontal sinus, para-frontal sinus.

I will be calling the horn-connected sinus the parietal sinus, and the intermediate sinus the prefrontal sinus, as these are probably the most accurate and appropriate names.

All this considered, what are sinuses actually for?

We’re not completely sure.

Sinuses are strange, strange things. One theory is that they’re there to moisten our air, increasing the humidity of air inhaled through the nose. They could hypothetically filter unwanted particles from the air too, or at least some of them. They could, in theory, also help to increase the resonance of our voices.

And, last but not least, having hollow spaces in the skull makes it a bit lighter, which is probably especially helpful for elves with large horns who don’t like neck pain. This would probably be my main argument for why I think elves would have horn sinuses, actually. Heads are heavy, and even without horns to make them heavier, our necks can be pretty rubbish at supporting them. Sinuses would, quite literally, lighten the load.

Of course, it’s possible that elves could lack sinus cavities in their horns, per figure 4.

In this case, you’d still expect the horn to have a lot of the anatomical traits we discussed before, like the bone, the bone membrane, the dermis, the epidermis, and of course the keratin sheath. The only difference would be the lack of sinus cavities. I suppose it’s possible the bone could contain hollow spaces inside it to make itself lighter, such as in many bird bones.

Summary of Section 2.a)

Some horned animals have sinuses in their horns. Some horned animals don’t. I explained, using diagrams, how the inside of a horn would work for an elf in both cases – sinus and no sinus. Basically, inside the bone of horns, you either have a hollow space for sinuses, or you don’t. Over the bone you have special skin that makes keratin, and over that you have the keratin part of the horn that everyone sees.

Sinuses are hollow spaces in our skulls connected to our breathing system. If elves have sinuses in their horns, they probably have more sinuses than humans, and in different places. This means the insides of their skulls would be slightly differently arranged. I gave an example of a couple additional sinuses elves could have – the parietal sinus, connected to the horns, and the prefrontal sinus, to connect it to the rest of the sinus ‘system’.

I think it would make sense for elves to have sinuses in their horns, since it would help make their horns lighter, which would make elves with large horns less likely to get horrible neck pain.

2.b) Elves with branched horns

We have observed that at least one elf has horns that appear to branch. In our own animal kingdom, there is no animal whose horns contain branched bone. However, there is an animal whose horns have branching keratin: the pronghorn. In The Dragon Prince, we therefore have three basic options for branching elf horn structure. See figure 5.

a) The horn has a bone core that does not branch, but a keratin sheath that does branch. This is similar to the function of the pronghorn’s horn in nature, and is what I’d probably go with personally. This also affords an interesting possibility for elves with branching horns: the pronghorn sheds its keratin sheaths yearly and regrows them.

If elves shed their keratin in this fashion, it might happen yearly, or far more rarely. It would probably represent a time of increased energy needs for the elf – they would likely require more food to supply the regrowth. It’s also possible that if the keratin sheds down to the epidermis, the horn core may be sensitive to the touch until the keratin regrows.

b) The horn bones function differently to known examples in the Earth animal kingdom, and do branch. This would mean the bone core extends at least vaguely into every branch of the horn, and has its own dermis and epidermis to grow keratin.

c) (Not pictured) These elves don’t have horns, they have antlers. I’ll not go into this in depth, but if these elves have antlers, you can expect them to shed and regrow on a regular cycle. During growth they will be covered in a velvety coating that is somewhat sensitive, and the antler will be full of blood. If cut they will bleed very profusely. When the antler is fully grown, the velvet coat is scratched off, and the antler is hard, smooth, and generally pale to darker brown in colour. It is no longer sensitive, less vascularised, and can be considered ‘dead’. Eventually it will fall off and the cycle will begin again.

Summary of section 2.b)

Elves whose horns branch could work in a few different ways. Either 1, they’re not actually horns at all, but antlers. 2, the bone of their horns doesn’t branch, but the keratin does, and they might even go through a shedding cycle. Or 3, the bone in their horns branches, unlike any animal on Earth.

2.c) Sensitivity of horns

Light touch: The horns are supplied by nerves. However, they’re also covered in ‘dead’, insensitive keratin, so you can pretty much guarantee they will not be sensitive to fine touch. Light touches, gentle breezes, even stronger breezes – they almost certainly won’t be sensitive to any of that. If a leaf or feather brushes their horn, they aren’t going to feel it.

Pressure: We can expect elves to be aware of pressure or weight on their horns, if only because this will exert pressure and weight on the skull by extension, or change the weight of the horns in a way perceptible to the elf. An elf would notice if you grabbed their horn unless you did it very, very lightly. You could probably get away with a light poke without them noticing. As stated before, they will not be sensitive to fine touches. If the dermis or epidermis under the keratin is sensitive to touch, then a sufficiently tight grab on a horn could maybe be felt through the keratin, but it would need to be a really emphatic grab, and even then I’m not sure it’s likely.

Pain: We can be certain that, if a horn is broken, it will really hurt. It’s possible then that a sufficiently hard impact – hitting one’s horn extremely hard on the ceiling, for instance – could cause pain to the inner part of the horn. It would also probably cause pain to the hornbed, the skin around the base of the horn, and possibly the skull. If we assume horn sinuses, it’s also very likely that severe colds or sinus infections could cause ‘horn-ache’.

Temperature: This one is difficult to gauge. Animals with horns are quite difficult to interview about the finer details of what they are sensitive to. What we do know: many horned animals use their horns to play a role in regulating their body temperature. Animals adapted to hot climates can even experience frostbite in the ends of their horns if they’re somewhere very cold. I think it’s possible that extreme cold could cause a sort of ache in the horn. I feel that sensitivity to temperature would only happen if the ambient hot or cold were strong enough to warm/cool the keratin layer and trigger hypothetical receptors on the dermis. This could really go either way.

Visceral awareness: It is very likely that elves would be very aware of the position and size of their horns. This would be due to a combination of the weight of the horns on their head, learned responses, and possibly a vague visceral sensitivity to the nerve-supplied inner horns that allows the elf to feel them there, as with any body part.

We can be sure that elves will have a well-developed awareness of how tall their horns make them, and how much they have to duck to get themselves and their horns beneath obstacles. Elves who get their horns stuck on things a lot are either very scatterbrained and/or clumsy people, have done a lot of growing recently, or any combination thereof.

Possible exceptions: If Startouch elves shed their keratin, then it is possible the layer of keratin-producing epidermis would be sensitive to light touch and temperature until the keratin grows back in. Possible, but not certain.

Summary of section 2.c)

Horns wouldn’t be sensitive to light touches, but they do have nerves running through the bone and skin inside them. If they’re broken, it will be very painful, and will bleed. If an elf hits a horn very hard on something, it could make the inside of the horn hurt. Elves will be aware of pressure or weight on their horns, like if their horns are caught on something or if someone is resting a hand on one. They’ll probably have a strong awareness of how tall their horns make them and where their horns are positioned when they move around. There’s a chance the inside portions of horns could be able to feel the difference between hot and cold.

3 Horn Development

Baby elves, probably to the relief of their mothers, may not be born with horns. The newborn elf might instead have two darker-coloured patches of hairless skin on their skull, where the horns will grow from. Under the skin, the ‘horn bud’ will already be present, and will have been since probably around half way through gestation. It will likely be able to be felt through the skin. Please see figure 6.

This figure labels the horn bud, the speculative parietal sinus, and the parietal bone the sinus is named for. Not labelled are the speculative prefrontal sinus, the frontal sinus, the ethmoidal sinus, the spheroidal sinus, or the remaining skull bones. This figure is derived from a diagram linked in the sources.

The horn bud is likely to have unusually pronounced nerve growth around it, both prenatally and in infancy, meaning it will be an especially sensitive area on the infant. It’s hard to say what form of sensitivity this would take – could be ticklish, could be soothing. Consider a concept: elf parents stroking their newborn babies’ hornbeds as a common form of affection. Some of this sensitivity around the base of the horn could well remain later into the elf’s life – while it wouldn’t be as sensitive as in an infant, it’s possible that the skin around the bases of elves’ horns could be noticeably more sensitive than the rest of the scalp.

The newborn’s horn buds are essentially tiny, well, buds. Buds of cartilage, bone-producing cells, and keratin-producing cells. They are separate from the skull and not connected to it – yet. The horn will begin growing from birth, and depending on elf newborn growth rate, it may take anywhere from three weeks to several months to protrude a centimetre from the skull. At this stage, it is connected to skin rather than bone on the skull, and is mostly cartilaginous rather than bony. You would be able to poke the horn nub and shift it back and forth a little.

In time, the developing horn produces bone and keratin and fuses to the bone of the skull, and can no longer be wobbled around. We can only guess when this would happen in elf infants. I would estimate somewhere from three to six months, but that’s a very rough guess.

In cattle, the sinus cavities begin developing into the horns at around 12 months of age. This would likely occur much, much later in elves. I would think these sinuses might not start fully extending into the elf’s horns until they were at least five years old, possibly even later. The sinus cavities continue to grow in the horns as the elf grows older; an elf fifty years old would likely have a hollow interior almost all the way along their horns. See figure 7 for a possible progression of the development of the sinus cavities in elf horns.

Alternatives: Some horn-bearing animals are born with horns already present. Elves could be similar, and emerge from the womb with small horns already on their little skulls. These would likely not be any longer than a few centimetres. They may or may not be fused with the skull, but would not have any sinus cavities yet.

Summary of section 3)

I think it’s likely that baby elves are born with the tiniest, tiniest bumps of developing horns under the skin on their skull. If they’re born with any visible horn at all, it won’t be any longer than a couple of centimetres. When elves are born, their horns probably aren’t connected to their skull yet – the horn might fuse to the skull at around 3 months of age. The places where baby elves’ horns grow in are probably very sensitive. Maybe elf parents tend to stroke them. Some of this sensitivity could remain later in life - hypothetically, the skin around the base of the horn could be more sensitive than the rest of the scalp.

If elves have sinuses in their horns, these take a long time to start growing in. The parietal sinus will start growing into the horn maybe at around five years of age. An older adult elf will have far more hollow sinus space in their horns than a younger adult or a child. This means older elves will have more hollow horns.

4 Potential functions of elf horns

This section will propose and evaluate potential purposes for elves’ horns.

Please note: this section heavily assumes that elves have some sort of evolutionary history, and that they did not spring fully-formed from their primal sources however many thousands of years ago. Each subsection will contain references first to ‘early’ elves, who would be the primitive ancestors of elves, and then to modern elves.

a) Fighting, rivalry, and inter-elf disputes

This is the least likely of all options. While many horned animals use their horns to fight each other for territory, mates, or just because they took a disliking to each other, this would not be feasible for elves.

All horned animals on Earth are quadrupeds, which already puts them in a more viable position to use their horns as weapons, as they don’t need to bend forwards as far to headbutt something with their horns, or lock horns with each other. An elf, comparatively, would need to bend over into a downright silly position to get their horns to bear on an opponent. This would be easier for hypothetical elves with forwards-pointed or curved horns, but they would still encounter other issues.

Horned animals tend to have more powerfully built and supported necks than elves. Elves seem to have similar neck arrangement to humans, and as such we can assume they’re not made to withstand significant force applied to the head any more than we are. Even if an elf tried to use their horns to whack someone else, the combination of the position they would need to be in, and the force of impact, would probably cause very serious damage to their necks over time.

It is technically possible that very, very early ancestors of elves were quadrupedal, and had better structural arrangement for using horns as weapons. The process of evolution from a quadruped to an elf would be long enough though that the horns probably (probably, not certainly) would have been selected out of the genepool once they stopped being useful for fighting, unless they had some other useful purpose. Like one of the others yet to be mentioned in this section.

Implications for modern elves: Whether or not horns evolved as weapons, if horns are viewed as weapons, a posture with the head bending forwards towards someone could be seen as aggressive or confrontational. Lowered or brandished horns could be elf-specific body language cues.

b) Self-defence against predators

This is still fairly unlikely, but not as much so as a). Elf horns, especially backwards-pointing ones, could hypothetically be a deterrent against predators with a tendency to ambush or attack from behind. It would make the back of the neck a less tempting target, as there would be pointy things near there that could poke your eyes out if you tried to go for it.

If elf horns do serve a defensive purpose, it would probably be more as a passive deterrent against neck attacks than as weapons the elf could use. If, for instance, an elf were attacked from behind, they probably could jerk their heads backward to gore the attacker, but they likely wouldn’t be able to do it with much force due to limited neck strength, so the defensive damage they could cause would probably be quite superficial. They might also damage their own necks in the process.

Implications for modern elves: If horns do serve a defensive purpose, an elf might have a reflex when being attacked/startled from behind to jerk their heads backwards to hit the assailant with their horns.

c) Some sort of magical purpose

There is basically nothing concrete in canon that would indicate this, but nothing that would directly refute it either. Horns could, in theory, somehow facilitate an elf’s connection to their primal, perhaps as a repository of their arcanum. I’m a bit sceptical of this possibility, but I’m including it just in case.

Implications for modern elves: Elves who break their horns may be unable to cast magic as well or at all, if they were a mage. If horns have a fundamental connection to the arcanum, it’s possible that an elf with broken horns might not be able to access innate abilities, such as a Moonshadow elf’s Moonshadow form. If this is the case, there might well be considerable fear and even stigma surrounding the idea of horn loss.

d) Thermoregulation

This one is fairly likely. As previously mentioned, many horned animals on Earth use their horns as one way to help them control their body temperature. Horns contain live bone, which means they contain blood vessels. Assuming these blood vessels are capable of the same things most blood vessels are, this means they can dilate (get wider; vasodilation) or contract (get thinner; vasoconstriction).

These are functions used by the body to control how much heat is lost through the blood. If the blood vessels are dilated, more blood is running through them at once, meaning that there’s more blood at the surface to lose heat from. Vasodilation is used to lose heat when the ambient temperature is too hot. The opposite is done when the ambient temperature is too cold – the blood vessels contract so that they’ll lose less heat from the blood.

This would make horns more useful for heat loss than heat retention, as the presence of horns always provides more surface area to lose heat from than the absence of horns.

The likeliness of this depends heavily on where elves originate from. It is entirely likely that different kinds of elf would differ in the thermoregulatory tendency of their horns. We would see certain physical differences between types of elf if this is the case:

Elves who need to lose heat through their horns would have thinner keratin sheaths on their horns. Elves who need to keep heat as much as possible would have thicker keratin sheaths on their horns.

My personal candidate for ‘most likely to use horns for thermoregulation’ is Sunfire elves. There’s two possibilities for them: that their Sunfire abilities make them need ways to lose heat to stabilise body temperature, or that they’re not in danger from high temperatures and instead are very vulnerable to cold. Technically they could also not suffer from high temperatures and also not be vulnerable to cold, but in the context of thermoregulation, the first two are most important when talking about horns.

Sunfire elves vulnerable to cold would have thick keratin in their horns. Sunfire elves vulnerable to overheating would have thin keratin. I personally think the former is much more likely, because the amount of heat they’re seen channelling is more than could be offset by a pair of heat-sink horns.

Implications for modern elves: Elves adapted to hot regions and to losing heat through their horns would be more vulnerable to cold. Their horns will lose heat for them whether they want it or not. If they end up somewhere cold enough, they can even experience frostbite in their horns. If they end up somewhere really cold, they could also probably experience horn frostbite whether or not they’re hot-climate adapted.

e) Sinuses

If we assume the ‘elves have horn sinuses’ theory, then the extra sinus space afforded by their horns could be very important to their biology. We may not be completely sure what sinuses are actually for, but bodies in general seem pretty adamant that they’re important and need to exist.

If elves have horn sinuses, this means their horns fill with air when they breathe. That’s pretty cool.

Implications for modern elves: Mainly apply if an elf loses a horn or has them removed at a young age, or gets a sinus infection. This will be covered in more detail in section 5) Scenarios for content creators.

f) Mate selection

This is probably the likeliest purpose for elf horns of them all: that their horns developed at least in part as a characteristic that influenced how primitive elves selected their mates. From this perspective, the horns of an elf could be called a secondary sexual characteristic, which means that they would be part of how ancient elves chose mates, but not directly part of elf reproductive function. In elves, horns of a certain size might signal that their bearer is old enough to be searching for a mate. They would also have been an indicator of how fit and healthy the elf had been over their lifetime, as malnutrition during development can affect the shape, size, and texture of horns.

In nature, animals with horns tend to select mates with larger horns. This would partially be because of the defensive capacity of animals with horns, which doesn’t apply as much to elves. However, as larger horns represent a greater energy expenditure to grow and maintain, they indicate that the potential mate may be healthier and stronger than rivals. This would be especially true for any elves who might shed any portion of their horn, such as hypothetical antlered elves, or the hypothetical pronged keratin of Startouch elves.

Being part of mate selection would explain why elves have horns even if they don’t serve any other useful function. For instance, if elf horns are useless for self-defence, don’t have sinuses, don’t thermoregulate, and don’t play a role in magic, there would be no point in having them. Growing horns would be expensive in energy, using up limited biological resources that could be spent growing or maintaining other parts of the body instead. But nature shows us again and again that many animals will grow very energy-expensive body features, such as a peacock his tail, if it might attract a mate.

If there isn’t any other obvious, very useful reason for elves to have horns, the only remaining possibility is that they contributed to mate selection.

Implications for modern elves: We can expect elves to be conscious of the appearance of their horns much as many humans are conscious of the appearance of their hair. We can expect elves to consider certain horn-related characteristics attractive in other elves. They may have preferences for certain horn shapes, as humans may have preferences for certain hair or eye colours.

We can expect elves to visually enhance their horns and make them more noticeable, such as by decorating or ornamenting them – which, I must point out, is indeed what elves seem to do in canon.

Elves may also easily notice things about each others’ horns that indicate poor health, much as we would notice someone looking sick and pale.

Summary of section 4)

Elves probably don’t consider horns to be weapons for fighting or self-defence. If they tried to use them to fight, they would probably damage their necks. It’s still possible that certain ways of holding one’s head and horns could be elf-specific body language, though – like lowered horns meaning anger or aggression. It’s possible that elf horns might be involved in their magic, but we’ve seen no sign of it in canon yet.

Elf horns could be used to help regulate body temperature – if this is true, some elves will be more sensitive to cold, because their horns are designed to lose body heat. They might even get frostbite in the ends of their horns. If elves have sinuses in their horns, their horns would play a role in maintaining their breathing system, and would be lighter than you’d expect big head-mounted horns to be.

If elf horns aren’t useful for any of these things, or even if they are, the most likely possibility for why elves have horns: early elves selected mates based on what their horns looked like. This would mean that modern elves probably consider horns something they can be attracted to in other elves, like nice hair or hands or eye colour. Elves will probably want to make sure their horns look nice and are presentable. This seems very likely, since canonically, elves do decorate their horns, drawing attention to them and making them look more interesting.

5 Scenarios for content creators

This section is directed at people who produce content involving elves, or horned half-elves. This could be writing, producing OCs, or anything of the sort. This section will involve a fair bit of discussion of horn breakage, as well as intentional horn removal in adults and children.

Horn breaking

If the very tip of a horn is broken off, it may not bleed. It will probably not grow back.

If a horn is broken further down the horn, it will be very painful, and will definitely bleed. There is a chance that it may grow back. Someone who has recently suffered a broken horn will probably want to stop it from bleeding, try to prevent infection, and use some variety of painkiller.

If your elves have horn sinuses, infection may be likelier when the horn is broken, and could spread to the respiratory system quite easily. It could also interfere with the natural function of the sinuses.

Side note on breaking sinus-bearing horns: since the air the elf breathes will flow in and out of their sinuses, if your elf has really bad breath and breaks a horn, you’ll be able to smell it in the horn.

Horn removal

Removing an adult elf’s horns, or the horns of a child, would be an incredibly painful and traumatic procedure. It could take them a long time to recover, and they could have difficulty adapting afterwards, possibly having issues with getting used to the lack of weight on their heads. To remove established horns, you would need to break or saw them off, which would cause significant pain and bleeding.

Removing the horns of a baby is still painful, but easier. If you have a child young enough that their horn buds haven’t fused to their skull yet, the procedure is known as ‘disbudding’, and the horn bud can be removed to stop the horns from growing at all. As the hornbeds of infants are very sensitive, this will cause them pain for days if they aren’t provided with medication, though the wound itself will heal quite quickly. There are several methods for disbudding, used on cattle, that can be researched by any content creators who care to. If you’re writing about a baby half-elf whose parent wants to hide their elven heritage, you might choose to have them disbudded. Removing the skin at the top of the horn bud can also prevent horns from growing.

Important note: if your elves have horn sinuses, removing the horns of a young child will cause developmental issues. If those sinuses would naturally grow into the horns, that means they need to be there. In the absence of horns to grow the sinus cavity into, the parietal sinus will make room in the skull itself, leading to a bulging cranium. An elf child who grows up without horns will have a visibly misshapen skull. As this has only been observed in dehorned/disbudded cattle, it’s unknown what effects this could have on the cognition of a sapient being like an elf. It could have a whole host of neurodevelopmental effects.

Sickness

If your elves have horn sinuses, then severe colds, flu, or sinus infections will probably give your elf horn ache. This could be handy for anyone who likes to write sickfics, as it’s a new and exciting way you can cause your characters misery.

Shedding

If your elf has antlers or is a Startouch elf with keratin prongs, they will shed their keratin from time to time. How often this might happen is up to you. In pronghorns it happens yearly, but you could easily synchronise your elf’s shed with some variety of cycle inherent to their primal source, or something else. They will probably be hungry when they are regrowing their keratin. It may or may not itch. While the dermis is exposed, it may or may not be sensitive to light touch.

Malnutrition

An elf who wasn’t eating well or who was sick a lot when their horns were growing might show signs of it on their horns. Inconsistent diet or high energy needs can make energy divert from growing the horn, which can lead to ‘ridges’ in the keratin where it’s thinner or a different texture to usual. If an elf had been sick or starving a lot as a child, another elf would probably be able to tell by looking at the shape or surface of their horns.

Summary for section 5)

Broken horns will hurt and bleed, and might get infected. They may or may not grow back, depending on a lot of circumstances we don’t understand well.

Removing horns of an adult or child would be incredibly traumatic and painful, and would take a while to recover from. Removing the horns of a baby would be painful but less traumatic, as you can remove the ‘buds’ of the horns before they have a chance to connect to the skull and grow. If your elves have horn sinuses, removing the horns of a baby or child will cause their skulls to become visibly swollen and misshapen as they grow.

Elves whose horns branch may or may not shed the hard outer layer on a cycle. If elves have sinuses in their horns, their horns may ache when they’re sick. If an elf had a bad childhood with a lot of sickness and not enough food, it might be visible in the surface texture and shape of their horns.

That’s about it for now.

Final word: I made this for fun, because whenever I start asking questions about worldbuilding details, especially details about speculative biology or metaphysics, I am basically incapable of stopping myself from going on a maniacal research-and-speculation spree. I wrote it up and posted it because this fandom is currently active, and I hope this information might help or inspire fellow content creators. If you use my research at all, or even just found it interesting, please let me know! I’d be delighted to hear about it.

This post presents things I think are possible. They don’t have to be the only way things are. These are just possibilities I came up with while researching a lot, and they are possibilities that I like and will probably use in my own writing. I am not looking to have arguments about this post. Cheers. Please check the reblogs for my sources.

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Why Veronica Mars broke my heart.

Ok let’s start this. Everything I’m going to write is my opinion, how I felt and my views on season 4. And it’s the first time I’m writing anything that I want to make “public”, but I’m honestly doing it for myself more than anything.

To start with logic, let’s talk about the story of season 4. Some part of the mystery was not too bad, but to be honest it was quite messy. I think it was a bit much for an 8-episodes season and I don’t really think the thing about the Mexican cartel was necessary, and let’s be real, I felt it was a bit racist, but I won’t say more about it because I’m not Mexican/Latina nor American and I don’t feel it’s my place to say anything about it. The bombing of Neptune during spring break could have been brilliant, and the idea of it being link with the debate in town was a great reminder that Neptune was a place with no middle class, which is also the root of the show. But the going back and forth about who the suspects are and the motivation behind all that just confused the hell out of me. I think this is the first issue in the writing of the new season.

The second issue I see in the writing is how Veronica was portrayed. It’s like they forgot who she was, everything she went through and survived. I felt that her relation with Keith is still strong but a bit off; it felt like Veronica was still a teenager. Let’s not mention how she is ignoring and judging Wallace for having a family and a house and showing it as something boring; and the big mess with Weevil. But let’s take a quick second to thank Tina for not getting into this mess. Her friends were so important to her, and that’s also why we loved her. Also her rejecting and making fun of Logan for going to therapy and encouraging her to do the same, like isn’t she suppose to have a degree in Psychology? I couldn’t read the books completely because season 4 came before I could finish them, and I’m not really in the mood for anymore VM right now, but in the movie she was so different than how she was in the new season. The other issue I have, like many fans, is with the alcohol and drug use. Everybody can do whatever they want of course, and even more if everything is legal, but this is so out of character. She was raped because of alcohol and drug. Her mom was an alcoholic and she saw it destroy her family. And this is just in season one. The only time we saw Veronica drinking was in the movie and it was one drink and a beer. If you just really think for a minute you can see the issue. I’ve love this character for a good portion of my life, and I couldn’t recognize her. And I know they wanted to make things more adult, but you can do that without completely destroying everything who’ve built before. Also she has been a PI for so long now, in what world, would she not check her car? There is just no logic to that and you can’t tell me otherwise. Her relationship with Logan had issues too. Like I said the thing about therapy is problematic. But the whole angry sex scene was so wrong. He’s actively trying to get better, to heal his anger, and the only thing she wants is old Logan, when in the previous seasons, particularly in the third, she was so judgmental of everything he was and did. This is just messy writing, and a lack of consistency. And every problems or fights they had just disappeared and they just didn’t really talk about it. If you want to make Veronica more adult, let’s start with her acting like an adult in a stable relationship, which she was suppose to be at the beginning of the new season. It’s not like we decided that it was who she was, you put her in that place. Also telling us that Veronica is more interesting when traumatised, telling that no matter what you do you won’t ever be able to access happiness, that a married woman is not as sexy or interesting; I can go on and on and on. We are in 2019, your show used to be something people brought up when talking about woman on TV, about feminism, and you absolutely destroy that. You just showed us that you know nothing about feminism and what women go through. And the fact that you protagonist is a woman doesn’t change anything about that. A woman doesn’t have to be a survivor of sexual assault to be strong; a woman doesn’t have to be single to be independent; a woman doesn’t have to have multiple sexual partners to be sexy.

But you know what, as a fan of the show for 15years, I was bothered by all that maybe I could have accept it as just flaws, without it completely ruining the new season for me, and hoping they’ll improve her character in a potential season 5. And honestly I thought I was going to rewatched it over and over so I was not really focused on the problems, but on the fact that I was watching new episodes of Veronica Mars, which is something I didn’t think was possible. But they had to kill Logan with no respect, the best character of the whole show, no matter what people say. He went from a proper jackass, a bully, and a victim of abuse, to an adult in the process of healing, with a career no one expected. And also, he was not just part of the relationship with Veronica; he was also a character that we loved on his own. Of course he was an awful person at the beginning of the show, but first he wasn’t the only one (let’s not forget Duncan please thank you and Leo who sold the tapes of Lily and Aaron, which apparently everyone in the writers room forgot) and I’m never going to ignore that, but you can’t deny the changes he made, and his real motivation to get better and this is not something you can say about Veronica in season 4. You know what I need as a victim of traumatic event? To Heal. I’m getting there, it is hard work and this how Veronica should be in season 4, but who was in that place? Logan. But you decided that it was not enough.

I don’t know what happen behind the scene, and I’m not going to speculate about that, but Jason did such a good job portraying Logan, from the start to the end. And his death was unfair, to Jason first, and to the fans. And what was even more unfair, is the lack of closure and grief that was giving to us. We just saw a character that we loved for 15 years blow up after a wedding that we weren’t sure we were going to have and nothing. Of course, I think you can kill major character in show, if the motivations are good, and the death is going to improve the story and/or a character but you have to do it properly. Because otherwise you’re not doing it for the good reasons. I can give you examples of shows that killed major character and did it properly : How to get away with Murder killed one of the main character and we had a whole season dedicated to that death and Laurel’s grief ; Peaky Blinder, and it was quite violent yet still acceptable, proof that you can have a violent end and still do it respectably ; Desperate Housewives killed one of the most important character in one of the last episodes of the show, a fan favourite but we had some time of grief, with a funeral and how every other character had to deal with this death ; Downton Abbey killed not one but two major character in one season ; Grey’s Anatomy is known for killing major character but every time we had closure and grief for us and from the characters ; and to go on the SF side, Game of Thrones did it better than Veronica Mars, which wants to make me laugh. And Glee, for which the death was real, was able to respect their fans, actors, crew and everyone who was devastated by the passing of Cory Monteith.

I completely support that the creators and the writers are free to do what they want with what they created. I honestly believe that if Logan had to die for the show to keep going; I don’t agree but it was Rob freedom to do so. But there were a million better ways to do it without being disrespectful to the actor, the character and the fans. Because yes, a show without an audience, and without fans is nothing. That is why brilliant TV shows get cancelled and mediocre show can go on for ten years. A vocal fandom and audience is what’s keeping a show alive. And when you look at the facts, the Veronica Mars fandom is what made everything possible. Without us, Veronica Mars would have disappeared in the world of cancelled show with good potential but that didn’t have a lot of success. I couldn’t give to the Kickstarter campaign, because I didn’t have a bank account at that time but I bought the complete collection of Veronica Mars when I was a broke student, and I can tell you 45€ is a lot of money, I bought my Team Logan t-shirt, I bought the books, I put my money in it because I wanted to show I was supporting Veronica Mars, and I wanted more. As soon as I heard on Kristen’s Instagram that it was coming back, I was absolutely ecstatic. I followed every account on every platform I was on. I commented on Instagram to express how happy and grateful I was and this is something I never do. I couldn’t stop talking about it to my friends, even though they don’t really watch it. The week before the surprise release I was non-stop on Veronica Mars. I haven’t been excited about anything for a long, long time. And it was destroyed in 10 minutes.

And as you know we can fight to have our show back, but we can also do everything we can to make sure that Hulu and Rob, and everyone involve know how we feel. And ignoring us on social media won’t stop us from expressing our thoughts and feelings. And for the first time you can see fans fighting to end the show we’ve been supporting for so long. After season 4, I can assure you that I’d rather give the movie and the books back so my favourite show would not be ruined for me. And if Rob thinks that the mystery is why we were all watching, he is so wrong. Being a PI is part of Veronica’s character, not everything about her. Her relations and the other characters are what we loved about the show. The mystery part of it was nice sometime, and could be well written, especially in season 1, but this was not the heart of the show, no matter what Rob is saying. He says he wants to make a show 100% about mystery and a detective. My mom loves police shows; she watches everything, Murder she Wrote, every fucking CSI, Criminal Mind, Cold Case, really shitty French Show,...and I can assure you she still watches for the characters. Because no matter the story you’re telling, the characters are the heart of it.

The first feeling I had after spending a whole night watching the new season was real sadness. I think I cry for over an hour. I was truly heartbroken. I’m not in a really good place emotionally at the moment and I was so looking forward to this, I cannot even begin to explain what it did to me. The next week I almost didn’t sleep, and I was a real mess. I had some family that was visiting and all I could think about was a fucking TV show. But when the interviews and videos started to come out, I was absolutely pissed. It felt like a betrayal. Telling us this is what we need, saying Logan was a sacrificial lamb, saying Veronica is in that place now, that they’ll be no grieving. We are adult now; we are not children throwing a stupid tantrum. And presenting us as angry fan girl, who are just pissed because our ship is over is so fucking sexist. And even if we are pissed about that, which I also am, what is the problem? We can love a relation and the character, and still be a “good fan”. Also can we talk about how you used Logan and LoVe in the promo, the trailer, all the social media, to make sure the fans who love LoVe where going to watch. This is manipulating your audience, and from the bottom of my heart, fuck you.

I use to associate Veronica Mars with something positive, a safe space, where my problems were not real, now it’s a lot of pain, regret, rage. The only good thing about all that is the community, you know the fans that you don’t care about anymore. People from all over the world; supporting each other, checking on each other, loving each other. You honestly had one of the best Fan Base behind you Rob, and you just gave us the biggest fuck off of all time. You say you made a bet, and that you hope the fan won’t hate you for it. I can tell you, even if you have a season 5, you still lost.

Because you lost us; and our support.

It’s been a month, and I’m only able to finish writing that now, and it still feels really fresh. I’m still devastated, and angry, and betrayed and so many emotion that I never thought I would associate with Veronica Mars; yet here we are.

And to Rob, and Hulu, of anyone that worked on this, please no more, no season 5, no more social media post. You didn’t give us grieving, so please now leave us alone.

I’m sure it was not really well written, and that I forgot a shit ton of stuff but this is what I think and feel, and if anyone read this, I hope this will maybe give comfort, like reading everyone else’s opinions helped me a bit. Like I said to a dear writer that I love, like always we will get through this together.

@hulu @officialveronicamarsonhulu

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Supernatural 13x15 thoughts

This is my own whatever about 13x15. Anybody who haven’t seen the episode should avoid this post it is full on spoilers!

The episode touches almost everything we miss for a while! And it is gold!

So it begins with stealing of skull. Knocking over the sister in a beautifully designed some kind of exhibit and the remorse of thief instantly drawing attention to the episode.

Then we are in bunker kitchen. Dean masterly summarizes their impossible situation I mean this dude really summarizes like a champ. Nice touch on current situation in Syria by the way. What is the last item we will never get ? 😂 Dean you know better than know by now internet is more than just porn!

Next, we met Ms. Astor. It must be one of the characters I hated instantly which is great work SPN! But Sammy flirting his way through the b*tch was so fun to watch! Nice to see your mooveeess moose! still got it! I melted a little. Who can deny something very very important to Sam, really? 😊

Dean drolling over the donut the fat guy eating was another gold! Nice touch Jensen! And seriously Dean knows about the mob? Howww in the world he does is one thing, fact that he knows it actually awesome! “I have faith” resurfacing line of the episode I’ll come to that later.

“This is not a perfect world we are trying to save okay? If I am not perfect trying to save it so be it!” Quote of the year!

Another touch on Dean hitting the girl! God missed this thanks! Unlike other times this time coffee shop. Boys are getting old and getting healthy I suppose. Girl reading supernatural book another classic supernatural touch which elevated my spirits. But remember once Dean was full on getting sick once the books are even mentioned? Now he has a calm resolution about it and gives the girl credit for it! Way to grow up Dean! The only sad thing about this was it cut short by Sam.

Dean making fun of grandpa fake cop was also amazing. The bored look on Dean’s face when gun on his temple was screaming how they were been there done that sorta thing, so as sammy’s scout boy shanigan.😂 Miss bitch jerk moments that should have been during the unlocking the handcuffs scene. Love them some bickering!

The murderous glare Dean gives while handing over the keys of baby was perfect!

Right after Hello Godfather reference! They couldn’t pick better actor for the role! 😊 Dean’s look on the word whacked and sam’s retaliation! Dean doesn’t give a DAMN about the mob though knowing they are dangerous but mr IveSeenEverything perfect mock face! Rightfully? Look 😂😂

He can feel it! Sammy!! 😂 One thing though, why didn’t they flash their badges instead of running the fire alarm?

Annnddd Sammy gets hit in the head, again. Seriously there us about 3 neurons guy had in his brain! Aaaannnddd the writers HEARD the screams of fans about this so nice reference by Dean. “You have been taking a lot of shots in the head lately.” 😂 I paused and laughed my ass off.

BUT I will never get used to Deans worry finding Sam unconscious probably dead all he knows and instant relief when he realizes he is at least alive. Cutting deep even now. I keep thinking every time he remembers Cold Oak.

Padre really talk way too much but he is awesome! Boys always need some therapy! End scene Dean saying “I have faith” GENUINELY well congrats padre nobody could reach this boy on that level for 13 years of show. I even thought something is off about Dean. We haven’t seen him this optimistic for... I dunno? Ever??!!

When boys try to do good thing well finally they received worlds biggest return in bumping in the most holy man? They already gave away importance of the padre by focusing on him a lot still didn’t expect that twist! Their luck turn out nice. Almost holy intervention to RESTORE their faith? Seemed restored to push them forward didn’t it? He really reminded why they are doing what they do. They are tired they needed it.

What about the impala was stolen? Sammy, don’t hit below the belt? Don’t you know, don’t mess with Sammy, don’t mess with Baby?! Dean’s reaction “murder” I missed this!! He completely lost it. 😂 when we saw Seattle I think this is the first above look of the big city? I momentarily thought I was watching Grey’s Anatomy and lost it for a sec there. 🤦🏼‍♀️😂

But fat joke? I don’t know I smiled.

Way to go with that praying Padre! I legitimately scared and got high on the intensity of the scene. I feel like we are gonna see the padre later. He is cool guy! Creating a distraction 😂😂

No monster of the week but only humans! Nice gun fight at the end combined with the padres most holy prayers! Scene was awesome! Including that song, that song only.

That being said, I did not like the soundtrack of this episode but I don’t watch mob movies much probably they worked them just right but I don’t get it. I still feel like everything I hear on supernatural must be classic rock or it is a mistake. But hell, that is me.

I think we glanced to Winchester’s endgame. Freeing the world off all the monsters. I think they will finally accomplish and cease to exist. Maybe one or both will sacrifice themselves on the greater good for good this time. And it kinda worth it. (Holy speculation). Sammy don’t you dare shedding those tears my heart aches!

From top to bottom episode was GREAT! I never cease to be amazed how good show still is, 13 years... Thank you..

#supernatural #spnfamily #spnfandom #sam and dean #sam winchester #dean winchester #spn 13x15

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nom-the-skel · 6 years

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[vore] Razz Noms, chapter 10

Slim is pretty devastated. Last chapter!

Tags/warnings: tobacco mention? suicidal thoughts.

[chapter 1][chapter 9][read on AO3]

Alphys had given him a hospital gown and ejected him from the door into Hotland. Oh. He hadn’t even realized he was in Hotland. He turned to look at her blankly. Weren’t they going to kill him now? It was the least mercy they could show him. “Your punishment is complete. You’re free to go,” said Alphys. “Your magic should come back in a couple days,” added Undyne. Papyrus stared at them until they closed the door in his face. He thought he might sit down right where he was and wait to dust. Surely he was Falling Down? Couldn’t he get it over with any faster? Hotland was uncomfortably hot, so he started walking toward Waterfall. It didn’t matter where he Fell Down, really. He watched his own feet as he trudged into Waterfall. Walking was as good a way as any to pass the time until he dusted. Nothing mattered now that—nothing mattered now. Nothing mattered, so he didn’t think about it. The next thing he knew, he found himself at his own front door in Snowdin, without even noticing when the swamp and rocks under his bare feet had changed to snow. He didn’t have his key—it was in his jacket pocket—and he couldn’t teleport inside until whatever Undyne had done to him had worn off, so he sat down and leaned against the front door, wishing vaguely for a cigarette. It didn’t matter, and in a distant, intellectual way, he knew he didn’t deserve any comfort. Perhaps this was what it was like to Fall Down. He hoped so, as much as he could hope anything now. After a few moments, the door opened, and he fell backward into the house. He didn’t feel particularly curious about why this had happened until the thought occurred to him that maybe Sans had been waiting here for him all along, he was alive, he was safe, he was—not the one who had opened the door. Lust was leaning over him, the sexy dog standing behind him. Stars, his shorts left nothing to the imagination, and his shirt only covered a couple of his ribs. “Sans?” Papyrus asked, in case maybe Sans was here too after all. Even if it was impossible, it was his first thought that actually mattered to him since… Lust looked at him with pity. “Aw. No. At least, not the Sans you mean.” Papyrus managed to grunt in response, which he thought was pretty considerate of him, because of what a monumental effort it took, before going back to lying on the floor doing nothing until he dusted. “Come on, Slim, you can’t lie halfway inside and half on the doorstep.” Lust took his arm and pulled, dragging him perhaps an inch further inside the house. The sexy dog took his other arm, and between them they managed to pull him far enough to allow the door to close again. Papyrus didn’t resist or react. “Slim…” Lust knelt beside him. “Do you want to change out of those clothes? Take a shower, eat something…?” Papyrus didn’t respond or even look at him. “Slim,” Lust tried again. “I’m sorry about your brother. Honestly. Even though … well, I still didn’t want to see him dead. And even if they have to execute murderers in this world, the way they did it was just needlessly cruel, to both of you. I told them—but—” Lust closed his eyes and sat there solemnly for a long moment, then changed moods. “I bet you’re wondering what I’m doing here.” “No,” said Papyrus, annoyed that Lust talking to him was keeping his mind engaged with reality whether he wanted it to or not. He was pretty sure it was delaying his spontaneously collapsing into dust. “Alphys gave me the keys to your house so I could get into the lab and get back to my own universe,” Lust explained as if he hadn’t objected. “And I was worried about you. They wouldn’t let me see you again, or tell me when you’d be released, but I thought you’d probably come back here. We thought about going looking for you too.” The sexy dog barked in agreement. “Although it’s kinda scary out there.” The dog whined. Papyrus felt a glimmer of anger. “You told her I saved you. You… This is your fault.” “No. It’s not. Razz is the one who tried to kill me. And have you seen how terrifying your Alphys here is? I wasn’t gonna lie to her. Plus I didn’t want you to get tortured to death for crimes you didn’t commit.” Papyrus tried to ignore him again. He had been tortured, worse than he could have ever imagined. If only Sans had killed him before Alphys intervened. If only Sans had killed him the first time, when he could have died happy. And maybe he’d been released without being dusted, but he was certainly still going to dust as a consequence, hopefully sooner rather than later, if Lust would just leave him alone. So it wasn’t much different than being tortured to death—perhaps worse. The sexy dog knelt down too and nuzzled Papyrus’s skull. “You like bones, doggy? I’ve got two hundred and six that I don’t need anymore; you can have a few.” “Come on, Slim, don’t say that,” Lust pleaded. “If you’re gonna stay there on the floor, let’s at least get you a blanket.” The sexy dog found a blanket and spread it over Papyrus. Sans’s phone rang. No, it was the same ring tone, but it was Lust’s phone. Alphys had probably taken Sans’s phone—maybe Undyne would recycle it for someone else to use. Maybe she was going through its data right now. Papyrus growled at the thought. Lust pulled the phone from his pocket and answered it. “Oh, hi Papyrus. How did you—? Oh, cool. Yes. Yeah, I’m still here. No, I’m fine, but Slim—the other Papyrus—yeah, that’s the one. Well, no, but I don’t want—I’m really worried he’s gonna—hang on a second.” Lust walked away into the kitchen, talking in hushed tones. Presumably he didn’t want Papyrus to overhear him speculating about how he was going to Fall Down at any minute. After a minute, Lust came back out and handed the house keys to the dog. “Lesser, would you go meet Papyrus at the portal? We’ll be fine inside the house.” Really? That was the sexy universe’s Lesser Dog? Huh, thought Papyrus, and then remembered that none of it mattered. Sans was gone, Sans was dead, and he’d killed him himself, he’d killed him twice over, first when he betrayed him and then when he physically … Papyrus felt sick. He refused to throw up, though; whatever was left of Sans was inside him, and if that was the only way he could keep his brother with him, he wasn’t going to let go of it. Suddenly he wished Alphys had let him keep Sans’s bandanna—he’d always worn it, even though it was torn and battle-scarred now. Papyrus was surprised to feel tears run down his skull toward the carpet. That hadn’t happened since they’d ejected him into Hotland. “Oh,” said Lust, noticing. “Don’t cry. No, wait. Maybe do cry. You must have a lot of grief to work through. I know it hurts, but you can’t stay dead inside forever.” “Can if I’m dead outside too.” “Come on, don’t say that.” The door opened and the sexy version of Lesser Dog came back in, followed by another skeleton. For a moment Papyrus felt curious what the unreasonably sexy version of himself looked like, but finding that out wasn’t worth dealing with yet another monster trying to interact with him when all he wanted to do was lie here and dust. He refused to look. “Hello, Sans,” the other Papyrus said. There was a brief clack of bone on bone. “Hello, other me!” Papyrus ignored him. “Come on, other me! We have to pack your things!” “Paps, what? Are we taking him with us?” “You said you didn’t want to leave him here to dust! He’s clearly in no condition to take care of himself, and we can’t stay here in this extremely hazardous world, certainly not until he’s feeling better.” “Yeah, but…” “Oh! If you’re uncomfortable letting him stay with us, I’m sure we can work out other arrangements.” “No, that’s fine, just… I don’t think he wants to come with us.” “Hmm. Well! He can always come back here if he wants to—later! After he’s a bit better! Maybe just for a visit.” “Okay,” Lust conceded. “Slim, we’ll pack up some of your clothes, and if you want anything else we can come back for it, yeah? Come on, Lesser, I think that’s his room over there.” “Collar,” Papyrus croaked. “On the dresser.” He couldn’t leave without the gift from his brother. It would be almost as good a reminder of him as his bandanna would have. “A collar?” said Lust, then mumbled as he climbed the stairs, “I’m the last guy in the Underground to kinkshame ya, but you and your bro were not very good at safe, sane and consensual.” Seeing that Lust and his brother were planning to drag him to their universe, Papyrus gave in and turned his skull to check out the sexy version of himself. His low-riding pants left even less to the imagination than Sans’s shorts, and his shirt—if you could even call it a shirt—ended right below his shoulders. He seemed to have a good deal of ecto-flesh manifest as a matter of course, and his magic was a startling pink. “Nice to meet you, scary me,” said the other Papyrus, striking an unnecessarily sexy pose. “My brother says we can call you Slim. I guess you can call me—” “Pink,” suggested Papyrus, staring at his midriff. “Sure!” The other Papyrus, stuck out his tongue, probably meaning to be cute, in a sexy way. Unfortunately those were just the pieces of ecto-anatomy that Papyrus didn’t want to be reminded of right now, if ever again. He turned his skull away. “Don’t cry,” said Pink. Papyrus hadn’t even noticed he was. “I’m going to help you stand up, okay?” Papyrus didn’t say anything, so Pink pulled him up into a sitting position. Papyrus let him. He didn’t care what they did to him. Maybe it was all a trick and once they got him back to their own territory they would torture him to death. That would be nice. Lust and the dog came back downstairs, the dog hauling a bag of clothes and Lust twirling Papyrus’s collar from his fingers. He came over and fastened it around Papyrus’s neck. “There you go, Slim! Is there anything else you wanna bring right now?” Slim just let his skull tilt a little, savoring the familiar feel of the collar against his bones. Lust took that as a no. “Okay, let’s go.” He and Pink got Papyrus to his feet, draping the blanket over him like a cloak, and started half-carrying him toward the door. He cooperated a little. There was no need to force them to drag him through the snow to the lab. He still hoped they would do him a favor and dust him as vengeance for what he’d done to Lust. But if he was honest, he knew they were just going to try and help him. That would be much more annoying.

#nomtheskel writing #wolfbunny fic: razz noms

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Can you do a Jughead x reader where the reader is Veronica's non-identical twin sister and the reader is all geeky and nerdy and stuff thank you xx

“Is there any way I could just go to the library?”

“Umm, I’m afraid not. You’ll have to spend the remainder of class here, Y/N.”

I sighed. “Alright then.” I just handed in my pre-calculus test with a whole 32 minutes left to spare in class. While I wanted to go to the library to work on my chemistry lab report, apparently I was to be detained in class. So I took out the tiny sketchbook I kept on me and started doodling. Or, at least I wanted to. I was drawing blanks any time my pencil hovered over the blank white page.

I looked at Mr. Stewing Silently one row ahead of me, three seats to the left. He had his deep thought face on. Granted he was taking a test just like everyone else, but he also had a look that he was in serious thought almost eighty percent of the time. I was staring, yes, and before I knew it my pencil was scrawling over the thick sketch paper.

“What are we, eight years old?” I asked my sister. “Gimme my sketchbook back!”

“I can not believe you have a crush on Jughead!” She laughed, an arm outstretched to me and keeping me at bay with my sketchbook open in her other hand to one page in particular. It was a sketch I managed to draw of her friend that was in my math class. “I mean, why didn’t you just tell me, Y/N? You know I woulda set you guys up-”

“-Because drawing someone doesn’t mean I like them,” I claimed, crawling across my bed to finally snatch the book from her hand. “And don’t tell him about this either.”

“Oh come on, why not?”

“Because I know you, Ronnie, and I know you’re gonna make a huge deal out of this! That or it’s just gonna sound really creepy when you tell him I was staring at him and drawing his face.”

“I think it’s sweet! Poetic, even-”

“-Jesus, Veronica-”

“-What? Is it wrong for me to be excited that you are finally showing interest in a guy?”

“I never said I was interested in him,” I reiterated with a head shake, now becoming frustrated that she was distracting me from getting my homework done.

“Plus it’s like the whole twintuition thing; you feel all happy and bubbly inside over a guy, I think I feel it, too-”

“-Earth to Veronica?? Are you hearing anything at all that I’m saying? Even more importantly, are you hearing yourself? I’m serious, don’t mention this to him or anyone else.”

“Not even B-”

“-No, not even Betty!”

I was at my locker staring at my schedule and refusing to acknowledge that I overbooked myself. Tutoring sessions for both Spanish and pre-calc, a meeting with my chemistry study group to trade notes for an upcoming test, and I still have to finish an art project when I got home. Sighing and shoving my planner back into my locker, I grabbed my lunch and closed the metal door only to be presently surprised to see my twin sister there. With guests.

“Holy- Please, don’t scare me like that!”

“Y/N, nice to see you here!”

“… You’re at my locker, Veronica.”

“Am I? Anyway, what’d you pack for lunch?”

“Uhhh, some of the… pasta salad mom made last night? And half a turkey sandwich? Why?”

“Wow, that sounds amazing. Now why didn’t I think of that?” She turned to her friends behind her, including the boy whose face was burning a hole in both my mind and my sketchbook. “She’s always thinking of things like this. This is why she is so amazing, guys.”

“Because I pack my lunch?”

“Come eat with us!” I opened my mouth to protest but she grabbed my elbow and pulled me along with her circle of friends. Betty, I was familiar with because she visited the house often. Any time her cell was to her ear, you could almost guarantee she was talking to Betty Cooper. Archie, Mr. Tall,Red and Handsome football player, was pretty hard to miss. Jughead Jones, not so much. Easy to miss, easy to forget, blended in with the background like no other.

At least that’s how everyone but me would describe him.

“Betty- Well, you already know Betty. Archie-”

“-You’re the twin sister. Nice to finally be introduced.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard about you. Veronica says you’ve got some skills behind a guitar…”

“Ehh, somethin’ like that,” he responded shyly, his face threatening to burn as bright as his hair.

“You’ll have to let me hear sometime. I’ve got a real good ear.”

“According to Veronica here you’ve also got a gift with writing.” I diverted my attention to the beanie clad boy to Archie’s right, swallowing nervously at being right under his scope. “Jughead Jones. You wrote for your school paper in New York, right?”

“Uhhh, yeah. But you know, that was just a middle school paper, so…”

“What, can’t handle a high school paper? Writing about the real, important stuff?” he asked, his eyes widening mockingly at the word real.

“I thought you guys didn’t have a school paper…”

“I’m changing that,” Betty chimed in happily. “With everything going on with Jason, all the speculation around it, I thought now’s the best time to revive the Blue & Gold.”

“I see. Well, I can show you guys a few samples of my writing if you want. If you think it’s good enough-”

“-Hi,” Veronica raised a hand and interjected with a nervous smile on her face. “I may or may not have… already shown them your writing?”

“Geez, Veronica- What articles??”

“Don’t worry, no fluff pieces were involved. Trust me, if it caught my attention I was colored impressed,” Jughead smugly stated. He bit into his burger and I rushed to drink my cranberry juice, hoping the momentary distraction would lessen the burning feeling of the spotlight on me. I couldn’t distract myself from the feeling of knowing Jughead acknowledged and even complimented my writing, however.

I cleared my throat. “I’ll have to see if I can fit it into my schedule.”

“I told them you were a busy bee, queen of extracurriculars.”

“Anything you didn’t tell them, Ron??”

“Honestly, you’re a machine, Y/N.” I chuckled, looking up at the foot of my bed where Jughead was reading an article I’d written on my laptop. “Do you ever stop for one second, take in life around you?”

I nodded. “Yeah, of course. For exactly one second. Then it’s back to work.”

“Yes, of course. So what is it today? Fix the nation’s budget? End world hunger? Launch your campaign for presidency?”

“That’s Monday’s schedule,” I said with a smile. “It’s the weekend and I take my weekends very seriously which mean I unwind.”

“And this is how you unwind?” he asked, tapping the top edge of my sketchbook. I was reclined against my pillows coloring a landscape drawing I did recently.

I shrugged casually. “Sometimes. Draw, write… read anatomy textbooks.”

“Of course you read anatomy textbooks,” he commented dryly with a signature eyeroll as he climbed up next to me. I held the open sketchbook to my chest. Surprisingly my drawing wasn’t something I shared with too many people and possibly was the one thing I was sensitive about. “Well c’mon, lemme see it.”

“Uhhhh-”

“-I won’t judge. Hell, if you’re as good at drawing as you are at literally everything else you do, I’m sure I’ll be looking at the next Picasso.”

“O’Keeffe, actually.”

“Oh but of course. Y/N O’Keeffe. Silly me.”

I laughed, shoving him playfully. “Shut up. Promise you won’t say anything.”

“Cross my heart.” I hesitated and stared him down, still contemplating if this was a good idea. “I promise!” he urged.

“Okay!” I sighed and paused dramatically before handing him the sketchbook. It was a very unfamiliar feeling, like handing someone my diary and giving them free reign to read what they will. He started from the beginning and slowly flipped through, carefully pouring over each page quietly. Moments went by and still not a word, not an expression his face, just absolute silence and stillness.

“Okay this is killing me. I don’t know if you’re silent because it’s really bad or because you just don’t know what to say.”

“I’m silent because you made me promise not to say anything.”

“Nothing bad!”

He chuckled to himself, shaking his head. “I have nothing bad to say. You already know you’re good at this, what does my opinion matter?”

“It matters to me…” I pulled the book from his hands and turned to the page I went to that one day in math class, the page Veronica found flipping through my sketchbook. “What do you have to say about this?”

I braced myself for the worst as he turned and twisted his head as he stared at his own face on that page. “When did you draw this?”

“Umm, in pre-calc. Our last test.”

“The one you finished a year early? I got a C on that test, by the way.”

“Jug…”

He sighed and looked at me. “I think I look a lot better on this paper than I do off it.”

“Really? You don’t think it’s weird? I mean, I was staring at you for a long time trying to get this right; you have a distinct glare that’s hard to capture on paper.”

“I take that as a compliment. And no, I don’t think it’s weird. I’m flattered, actually. I don’t get flattered often.”

“Well in that case…” Quickly I scribbled a signature on the bottom corner of the page and tore it from my sketchbook, handing it over to him. “Somethin’ for your fridge.”

“Oh this is much too good for the fridge,” he said, accepting the drawing. “This one is getting framed. I’ll look at it every day for inspiration, hoping someday I will look at good as this pencil drawing of myself.”

I felt my ignite and rushed to change the subject. “So, did you really get a C on that test? You should come to a study group with me or… I don’t know, if you want, I could help you out. I do math tutoring after school sometimes.”

He sighed and leaned back against my pillows. “Or, as exhilarating as that sounds, we could just go to Betty’s Valentine’s Day event.”

“Oh yeah. I said I’d go to get some coverage for the newspaper; it’s supposed to be a good time, Josie and the Pussycats are even gonna perform.”

“Right, well, I meant we go together. As in to enjoy ourselves, not to do extracurriculars.”

“Oh. O-oh! You mean like… together together. As in…”

“A date. Yes.”

So much for extinguishing the fire in my face. “Right. A date. W-With you. Me and you together.”

“Yes, that usually makes a date, two people together. Are you short-circuiting up there?” he asked, playfully tapping the top of my skull.

“No. I-I mean yes. No, I’m not having a brain short-circuit and yes, I will go with you. A little short notice seeing that the event is tonight.”

“Good thing you already have a dress, right?” he asked smugly, hopping up from my bed and pulling his coat on.

“Wait, how do you know I have a dress?”

“Because you went shopping with Veronica. Who do you think gave me the idea to ask you? Admittedly I’m a little embarrassed I didn’t think to ask you myself.” He picked up the drawing and leaned across the bed and to my surprise kissed my jaw. “See you tonight, Georgia O’Keeffe.” Once my shock dissipated I mumbled a weak “See you later” but of course he was already making his way downstairs.

When I heard the front door close I fell back on my pillows and reeled in for a moment before yelling what was really on my mind. “Veronica I’m gonna kill you!”

#request #jughead x reader

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