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ghouljams · 6 months

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More of cowboy!Keegan and his barrel racer. They're fun, I love being able to write insane readers.

There's a reason he likes the crazy ones. Probably one he should talk about to a professional but it's easier to put it this way: being owned, is a hell of a drug. It's nice to sit in a bar and know exactly who's taking him home, even better knowing nobody in their right mind is gonna take his sweetheart away. No, no you're locked in, you're end game. Nobody and nothin' is getting your hooks outta him. Which means Keegan can sit back and watch you have fun without worrying who you might be having fun with.

"You're too hot to be drinking alone."

Keegan glances up at the woman setting her drink next to his on the table. She smiles in a way he thinks might be charming. Pretty, he'll give her that much, and bold he usually likes bold.

"Don't do that," he tells her, looking back at where you're leaned against the bar. You're a marvel the way you laugh at whatever shifty joke the bartender told you. You tap your finger against the bar as you wait for your drink, eyes sliding to look for him.

"What? Flirt?" The woman asks, Keegan hums.

"I'm engaged," he tells her, not that you know that yet. You catch his eye, your smile bright. Then your eyes hit the woman leaning over the table, and your smile falls.

"Me too," she laughs. Keegan raises a brow and spares her another glance.

"And where's he at?"

"Dallas," she shakes her hair back, glances around the bar, still giggling, "where's yours?"

Keegan tugs his drink closer, taps the bottom of the glass against the table, and leans forward to lower his voice. "Over there at the bar, starin' at you," he warns her. She smiles and gives you a little wave. Your eyes narrow a little more. The bartender sets your glass on the bar and you hardly glance at it. Keegan hums, it's hot watching you take the shot and barely break eye contact.

"Got it," the woman stands straight again, "I'll handle this." She says it like she's doing him a favor. Keegan smiles behind his mask.

"Be my guest."

Keegan takes his eyes off you long enough to look for Logan. He catches his eye coming out of the bathroom and circles his finger. Logan makes a face and taps his watch, the three of you had agreed on when you'd head out and it certainly wasn't time yet. Keegan nods towards the bar and both men glance your way in time to watch you grab the woman's hair and slam her against the bar.

"Kick 'er ass babe," Keegan calls to you, tugging his mask up to finish his drink. Logan grabs his arm and pulls him to his feet.

"Where's Hesh?" He yells over the din of fighting.

"He's havin' a dart," Keegan tells him, he glances at you, "Hey! Hey, grab her!" He sets his empty glass down and tugs his mask back into place. It's a small bar, but he's still quick the way he grabs you around the waist and pulls you away from the target of your aggression. You spit at her as Keegan hauls you out of the bar. Logan drops a few bills on the bar with an apologetic smile.

"Happens all the time," the bartender tells him, "city girls." He shrugs.

#cod x reader #x reader #keegan ghosts #keegan russ #cod keegan #keegan p russ #keegan x reader #keegan russ x reader #cowboy!keegan #f!reader #gn!reader #tried to keep it gender neutral but lmk #i love women who will actually just kill me #you own keegans ass and hes absolutely ok with that

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qiekz · 1 year

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made another sparkledog instead of sleeping. ok im off to go pass out immediately.

[plz reblog]

#sparkledog #sparklefur #art #my art #scene #scene art #scene furry #scenecore #cringe culture is dead #scene kid #rawr XD #guys idk what to name it #also im so sleep deprived im dying tbh #plz reblog im dying every reblog means 1 extra health point rehealed bcuz drawing this killed me actually #ok gn #eyestrain

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pink-tea · 11 months

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calling txt spanish pet-names

☆ rating: sfw, fluff

☆ headcanons !!

☆ hispanic/spanish-speaking! reader (gn)

☆ i was listening to kali uchis in the shower earlier, and something in the way she speaks makes me think of getting called sweet nothings in spanish, so naturally i thought about txt !! <3 txt for latine frfr

☆ slight use of hispanic lingo/slang, if you need the context to any let me know in comments <3 (translations at the end!!)

yeonjun

ღ papi

hear me out HEAR ME OUT. ik that "papi" as a pet-name has been dragged through sexualization to hell and back, but i like to think of it as something endearing :( yeonjun coming home and just crashing onto the couch, sighing and leaning his head back to stare at the ceiling, exhausted. then he hears the light tapping of your feet, hand coming to push his bangs from his face as you come into view. pressing a sweet kiss to his forehead and yeonjun melting at your touch. "hi papi, welcome home" or maybe even "papas", as if he were a dog </3

ღ mi amor

mi amor is just timeless, who doesn't like getting called my love? but i'm convinced that something in yeonjun's brain melts at the way you say it. i associate "mi amor" with a soft breathy tone, eyes filled with adoration and long kisses that say words you don't need to say. holding yeonjun's face in your hands, yeonjun letting his eyes flutter closed as you press kisses all over his face. pressing one to his pretty plush lips, sighing sweetly when you pull back to get a good look at him. "so pretty, mi amor"

soobin

ღ cariño

y'all already KNOW. soobin just loves sweet pet-names. like sure, the good natured ones get a cute chuckle from him but he's just such a sap :( you guys should already know cariño by the marias (if you don't, go listen to them, such good music!), but everytime it plays on your playlist or his he just melts because aww, you call him cariño too! pressing a kiss to his cheek when he greets you at the door. "cariñooo," you sing-song happily, tapping his dimple as you walk in, making him preen under the attention as you gush over how you've missed him <3

ღ hermoso

again, such a sap. soobin's such an amazing person, such a beautiful soul even at the times when he doesn't think he shines as much as the others :( showing him off to your friends, bragging about him all the goddamn time to the point your friends get annoyed, but how could you not show him off?! or even just gushing about a picture he posts on social media (he sent it to you already before he posted). "how can you be so perfect?! tan hermoso!" you swoon, holding the phone to your chest dramatically as soobin sputters and tries to point out that you've literally already seen it.

beomgyu

ღ guapo

beomgyu who just wants to hear you praise him sometimes, so he's adored getting called guapo ever since you told him that it means handsome. whining and pouting when you get mad or scold him, tugging on your sleeve and trying to make you forgive him because "i'm your guapo :(" and obviously it works bc he's horrible and you're weak. sitting at the sofa and beomgyu craves affection, sighing loudly and spreading himself across your lap. laughing lightly at his antics and running your fingers through his hair. "hola guapo," you hum, making beomgyu grin, "hi ^-^"

ღ flaco

he's so "mi flaco" coded shut up, or "flaquito". you literally cannot argue with me on this one i feel it in my bones. the more light-hearted one out of the two that he likes to get called, because yeah he is skinny lmao but also because the word just sounds cuter than what it actually is. the two of you being a lovesick mess, pinching his cheeks and having him smile through the pain as you tell him all kinds of sweet and sappy bs. "mi flaquito tan chulooo," and all he can do is smile and take it (it hurts so bad but he loves it).

taehyun

ღ mi vida

mi vida because he literally is my world, my life, my everything. it has the same effect as mi amor but like appropriately more dramatic. flustering him and mumbling the words "mi vida" into his skin, kissing his knuckles because sometimes it's nice to just smother tyun in adoration. taehyun trying to repay you for the sweet nickname, making google translate repeat the words to him over and over again so that he can surprise you. cuddling in bed, his head resting on your chest."soy tu vida," and he says it so softly that you don't think you heard him right til he looks up at you with bright eyes and a grin because he said it correctly (although a little broken). prompting an onslaught of praise and giggles because yes he is my tu vida :(

ღ chikibaby

oh he loves it, absolutely adores it. honestly i was torn between giving this to tae or kai, but i see taehyun just loving the hell out of it. chikibaby's so silly, it's so unserious but it's so cute. whereas the other members would probably whine, taehyun takes chikibaby in stride. it's such a contact name, he'd definitely make it his contact name in your phone (with plenty of hearts!!!). with taehyun in specific i get a lot of cute aggression, so i definitely see the cuddling in bed until you end up on top of him, taehyun desperately trying to dodge your hands squishing his face as you gush over how handsome your chikibaby is <3 oh my god that with his little growl/squeal/scream too cause he knows you're just being playful, i'm dying.

hueningkai

ღ querido

yeah, this is the one. calling hueningkai darling hits in any language tbh :( hueningkai leaning his face into your palms, smiling softly and letting his eyes flutter shut as your thumbs smooth over the skin underneath his eyes. "what's wrong, querido?" and really nothing's wrong, he's just tired. he tells you just that, letting you admire him as he melts into the warmth (or chill) of your palms. knowing that you give him such a sweet pet-name makes him feel nice, it feels personal, something that you two can whisper during your intimate moments <3

ღ papi chulo

on the flip side!! papi chulo is something he'd definitely get teased about, both by you and the rest of his friends. the main point of it being the use of "papi" in the pet-name. "but yeonjun gets called papi too!" "that's different" "no it's not!" but it really is, because papi chulo is made to sound so much more endearing than it is adoring. teasing him over the cute photos of him on your phone, mainly ones of him snoring or sulking after losing a video game. when it gets to one of his childhood photos, he hears the words "my mini papi chulo :(" for like three whole minutes. loves it though, it makes him laugh even if it's a little embarrassing in public <3

mini translation section:

ღ papi meaning 'daddy' but more 'my man' in this context, papas meaning potato but also something i see most hispanics call their cute little ugly dogs endearingly

ღ mi amor meaning my love

ღ cariño meaning dear/love

ღ hermoso meaning beautiful/lovely

ღ guapo meaning handsome

ღ flaco meaning skinny

ღ mi vida meaning my life, i use it more in the context of 'my everything'

ღ chikibaby as a term of endearment derived from the words 'chiquito' which means small and 'baby'

ღ querido meaning darling

ღ papi chulo translates into handsome daddy LMAO, but it's used endearingly in this context, more towards 'my pretty boy' but like, sexy (i can't take myself seriously)

#txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt headcanons #txt fluff #hispanic reader #gn reader #feel good #this made me really soft #this was so self indulgent and i don't regret it aaaaaa #typing on laptop kills me cause i can't use emojis

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thescrolls-haveforetold · 1 year

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what artblock does to a motherfucker

#drives me to do foolish things #im gonna use this as a reminder to replay the main questline of ESO #because i literally forgot all of it #the combat kills me everytime #i remember playing it as a rookie and not knowing what was going on #seeing Vanus Galerion and being like 'who the fuck are you old man'#anyway Mannimuffin is a sign that i may need some sleep #gn

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fandomrose · 5 months

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Blade- Scars of love.

Hello- this is a Blade 'what I think he'd be like in a relationship with a non-immortal.' Or rather a scenario I just dreamt up one day.

I tried to make his character as believable to Canon as possible, but, well its Blade and he's a bit 'not suited to a relationship.'

I do think he is alot different than alot of popular portrails of him. Alot calmer most of the time. Alot more caring but also not outwardly. Very much a ride or die (lol) man. And very dramatic. (We love)

There are warnings because.. Blade.

So content warnings for: angst, talks of life and death, blood, injuries, scarring.

Enjoy 💙

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Today started like any other. You and your partner Blade had just finished a sparring session and had showered together to clean off. It was a nice time, the two of you bonded through battle and through a, mostly innocent, intimate bathing time.

Like any other day you and Blade lay in bed completely naked as you trace his scars softly. The two of you were very comfortable with each others bodies at this point, blade never saw any point in being squeemish over nudity and that eventually rubbed off on you. His eyes are closed and his breathing even, if you didn't know his body so well you would think him asleep. You were jolted out of your reverence of his scars by his voice softly calling out to you though his eyes remain comfortably closed.

"What is your fascination with my scars? Do you not find them unsightly?" His voice was rough as always, but there was a softer quality to it than usual even if he was still intense.

"Hmm, no. On one hand its sad that you've been hurt so much but, I like your scars, they are attractive." You kept tracing them as if trying to prove your point.

"Good, you are strange from what I understand, but good its good you like them..."

You wondered what had gotten into him this evening, he never asked anything like this before. Even if he tried to seem blasé, he definitely had something 'scar related' on his mind.

"Of course I like them, they are a part of you. Also you'd be surprised, there are quite a few people that find scars attractive."

He didn't answer but you noticed that his breathing got slightly heavier.

"I want to ask you something.." You were once again startled by his voice. He sounded a lot more intense and slightly hesitant.

You looked up at him jolting slightly when you saw his eyes open and stare you down.

"Of course Blade what do you want to ask me?" His intensity was slightly alarming, clearly what ever he was thinking was deeply important to him.

"... I would like you to contribute to the scars you enjoy so much..."

"What? Blade, what do you mean?" You think you understand but surely he can't be actually asking you to injure him.

"I mean I want you to cut into me deeply, scar me, leave an everlasting mark on my body." He said it so simply, albeit incredibly intensly. He'd clearly has been thinking of it for a while.

You were shocked speechless and his request brought up the insecurities of your relationship. You are mortal, he is not. He had sworn off love after being betrayed by his best friends, he couldn't even fathom a romance before you. But you are mortal, and you will leave him behind one day unless he finds a way to die sooner. Elio claims he can't see the future you and Blade will share so you are both taking a shot in the dark with this very unlikely relationship.

Blade was still staring at you waiting for your response. He wasn't a fool, he knew this would be a big deal for you. Hurting Blade was out of the question in your mind, you hated him getting hurt let alone you being the one to hurt him, dispite his healing abilities. So he knew to let you wait to make a decision he would wait for you.

After a short while of deliberation you eventually decide to say... "yes, okay, I will scar you, but-" You put your finger up getting his attention for your terms. "I want us to prepare properly, towels, a med kit, sterile equipment. Even if it won't kill you I won't have you getting an infection."

"I want you to use I knife I made for you" was his only response. You sigh deeply.

"That's not safe blade..." He raised his eyebrow and looked at you blankly.

"I'll be fine, you know that."

You sigh again going silent to think before you nod. "Yes you'll be fine I know I just.. don't want to hurt you unnecessarily. Obviously there will be pain I mean you want me to cut into you so deeply it scars for a long time-"

During your worried ramble blade sits up and covers your mouth with his large hand. "Enough, I, will, be, fine. I know you care about my wellbeing for reasons I don't fully understand, but I will be fine. I want this. You- will leave me one day and I want something to remember you by, marked on this retched body. Though I would rather die by your side."

He had never verbally acknowledged the reality the two of you face and neither had you, preferring to leave it hanging above you both like a guillotine. You feel sharp, hot tears prick your eyes, blinking rapidly to be rid of them.

"Don't cry, it is mearly reality" He said simply as if he didn't have a care in the world. He did though, he cared and you knew it. He wouldn't have requested to be carved into by you if he didn't. It was such a bittersweet request and it touched you to know he cared but your very soul ached at the reason.

Blade twisted his hand to wipe the couple of tears that dropped from your eyes. Sniffling, you regain the courage to speak.

"I know it's reality but it doesn't make it hurt less. I really love you, you know. I can't fathom leaving you alone in this vast universe." You lean your head into his hand and breath deeply before continuing. "I will do it, I will scar you with the knife you made for me... what would you even want me to scar into you? Have you thought about it?"

"I have, I want it to be simple but memorable, not something that can be easily replicated by a random injury and something that wouldn't take you too long to do.... I couldn't think of something specific though do you have anything that fits that description?"

He really did think of nearly everything, even going so far to think of your own comfort. Something did come to mind though, something that did fit the description and symbolised you fairly well. You retrieve the knife he made you and look at the carvings, one was an intricate symbol of love from the Xianzhou and the other was a simple four-pointed star. A representative of you and the way you two met. Under a large four-pointed star that was suspended in chains, hanging above you on the world of your birth. That same four-pointed star would be your symbol of existence from birth to after death.

"I have an idea blade." He saw you looking at your knife and nodded a rare soft, almost inperceivable smile on his face.

"Alright, let's get set up then.." blade rose from his place on the bed and retrieved a med kit and some black towels. You could feel your heart beating faster with nerves as you watch him move through the room retrieving the necessary items and laying them out on the bed.

"Here we go. ... is everything okay? Do you still want to do this?"

"Yes, I'm just nervous, what if I make it badly, or ugly."

Blade frowned and you couldn't help but think you said something wrong.

"The purpose of the scar is to remember you by not be pretty"

"Right yes I know but I can't help but worry."

Blade just nodded and layed down taking deep breaths as he prepped himself mentally.

"I'm ready when you are... the scar is to go over my heart. Just to clarify."

You nod and move to straddle his lap sitting on his stomach be in the position to cut into his chest.

Blade looked relaxed beneath you, his arms were underneath his head and his eyes were closed. He was awake just more relaxed than you feel he had the right to be considering your own anxiety about what you were about to do.

The knife felt heavy in your hand as you spun it vertically in your hands trying to stop the shaking of your hands.

As if being able to feel your nerves, without you registering his movements blade pulls you down by the shoulders and gives you a short kiss on the lips then pushes you back up.

You definitely weren't shaking anymore. You felt slightly dazed at the speed he moved and the feeling of his lips against yours however brief. You blink out of the stupor to look down at Blade. He had put himself in the previous position but this time had a smirk on his face.

"Alright Blade, thank you. I'm- I'm going to start now."

"By all means, I am ready when you are."

You take a few deep breaths and lower the tip of the knife above his heart. The knife is sharp and it cuts through his skin easily. You know you have to move quickly to avoid causing him more discomfort. You cut deep and avoid flinching when you hear him suck in a pained breath. The process of creating the four-pointed star on this chest takes less than 2 minutes, but for you it feels like an eternity. Making the last cut you feel a deep sense of relief and satisfaction.

Blade had his eyes open and was watching your face shift signalling you were done. He looked down at the wound. There was alot of blood and once you registered the blood you felt you face pale as you hop off of his lap and get the gauze, bandages and another smaller towel. You dabbed away some of the blood then covered the wound with the gauze and the towel pushing down to stop the bleeding.

Blade was silent throughout the process other than an occasional gasp of pain. Once the bleeding had slowed down to an almost stop blade abruptly stood taking the towel and gauze off before walking to the full length mirror to admire the wound. He almost reverently traced over the open wound with an almost twisted grin on his face.

You smile shakily, genuinely happy to have made him happy. You walk over and wrap your arms around his waist and although you know the answer you ask anyway. "Are you happy with it Blade?"

It takes him a few moment to answer, he meets your eyes in the mirror. "Yes, it's perfect. You will always be with me now." He sounds wistful almost as if in a dreamland.

You watch in fascination as the wound slowly closes before your eyes leaving a deep and perfect scar over his heart of your four-pointed star.

"Thank you my star, no matter where you go, I will follow your guidance until our souls meet again."

#hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr blade #blade x reader #hsr blade x reader #bladie my love #he would kill me #but i love him anyway #i didnt know how to feel about him at first #but his development in jingliu's quest made me love him #his va is phenomenal #gn reader

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alpacacare-archive · 1 year

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shitpost that turned into a tf2 comic art style practice thats a part of my 5 year long evil plan to secretly make the 7th comic while valve isn't looking

audio is from Trixie Mattel takes a lie detector test lol

#tf2 #tf2 medic #Team Fortress 2 #animatic #im so proud of this lmfao #i can officially draw the medic from teeth fort two #*a medal slowly descends from the heavens and lands directly on my head killing me instantly*#now on to heavy. see you in a few decades #also every time he looks at the guy i can just hear 'backrolls?'#i hope its obvious that hes arrested #i put him in the prison(?) outfit scout and spy wore in comic 2 #it was so satisfying #like as i was drawing medic in a prison outfit i just felt so at peace #like. this is right.#finally #you know? you know #ok gn im rlly tired jdsfkjs ilyyyy <33333

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becauseplot · 3 months

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Writing this at ass o’clock in the morning so excuse any incoherency but I can’t stop thinking about how important it is (for me personally) to view/headcanon qFit as entirely perfectly 100% human, and by extension, qCellbit as well.

Like I’m sure ppl have talked about it before but there’s just something so intriguing about having FitMC be Just Some Guy who was hardened by the Wasteland, sculpted by the atrocities he witnessed and committed, no claws or wings or horns or tails to help him. No extra arms for when he lost a limb, no enhanced hearing to make up for his damaged eardrums, no tough scales for when explosions melted his skin, no powerful hybrid instincts to guide him through his life. He is doing everything (hurting, helping, building, tearing, creating, destroying, strangling, soothing, hating, loving, killing, healing) with nothing but his one human hand, which he’s hardened with callouses until it became a set of claws in its own right. He’s been guided by a gut feeling for over ten years now, because it’s all he’s got.

Now. qCellbit. I love cat hybrid qCellbit soooo much, don’t get me wrong. When I think of qCellbit or when I’m writing him, he’s usually a cat hybrid. But just like with Fit, choosing to view qcellbit as 100% human is just as enriching. Small little kid, defenseless and soft and alone, thrown into a warzone. Had to eat his own kind and kill with his teeth and nails and bare hands to survive. Became the most feared thing within the prison walls. Had to learn late in his life how to be a “normal” person in society, something that takes so much time and effort and therapy that sometimes he doesn’t think he is a person. On his bad days, and even on some of his good ones, he views himself as less than human, a creature incapable of loving and being loved. He looks at his hands—tender, naked flesh and blunt nails, ten fingers and two palms—and still sees the claws of a monster.

#qsmp cellbit #qsmp fitmc #character analysis #dont mind me im just rambling #tbh there is a LOT of overlap between qcellbit and qfit #especially in the ‘learning to love’ department. like just look at fitpac ‘baby steps’. look at spiderbit ‘kill for you but never you’.#as always i might come back and edit this #for now i try to sleep gn #actually one last thing #I dont meant to imply that hybrids are ‘sub human’ with the qCellbit analysis #i just mean to say it’s vvv hard to do the ‘man who is nothing but a monster’ symbolism if he’s got like. physical claws and fangs.#like you can do it (depends on how you wanna read qcellbit) but choosing the human->monster route is the most intriguing option for me

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machineryangel · 2 years

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more excerpts on fathers —s.r.m.

#words #original poetry #uhhh #my trauma did not make me funny but it does make me open google docs and go fuckin insane #yazılarım #daughter (gn) btw. like im a daughter but im not also <3 #terfs touch this post and i will kill you w my bare hands #a child weaned on poison

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soullessjack · 7 months

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it genuinely kills me very slowly to think that some people can only ever think of jack as the destiel kid and not like an actual person with a myriad of maladjustments or silly funny personality quirks. like he has a whole special red and white fleece lined Christmas jacket and is canonically acknowledged as looking like a stupid hot white boy without any thoughts behind his eyes. He killed a whole fucking archangel and then decided that he really wanted to try making some friends like a week later. they wanna be normal and nice so bad and pretend to be some normal small town boy next door all the time but they were literally so angry once that it took three gunshots fired in the back to make him calm and reasonable.

he stress eats and stays in their room for weeks on end when they’re depressed or upset. they line their shoes up and fold their shirts and wear bright yellow vans and red hi-tops. he’s narratively paralleled to Anakin but his favorite character is Ahsoka. he pretended to be a coke addict and pretended to be a pretty new boy next door again to flirt with a hopelessly romantic girl. women want him and he’s absolutely clueless about it. women and men and probably fish fear him too. he dresses like a combination between an elderly man and a 70’s sitcom hippie. he was literally called Bieber and Suite Life. they like stripe patterns and Hawaiian pizza and movies and computers.

they’re literally an autistic person who just explodes shit when they get overstimulated. They watch riverdale and constantly sweep their hair back in a specific stylistic choice bc he likes looking like that. he fucking decapitated a whole Gorgon and then stole the guy’s snake as a trophy. he says shut up when he’s mad and calls things stupid and says they suck. he’s a teenage girl. he’s. A Teenage boy. He’s non-binary. He sat on the throne of god in grass stained jeans and clunky grandpa sneakers and left it all behind without even blinking as soon as his shitty bunker home called out to him. He sticks his tongue out when he’s focused on something and his left eye pulls up into a squint when he smiles reallt wide and his smile is crooked and he has sleepy eyelids . They decided to defy death herself just to rescue someone he mildly remembered caring about once and then blackmailed a reaper into helping with said rescue plan.

He got turned into the tiniest ugliest dog ever and got a thermometer shoved up his ass in the same episode where he’s narratively symbolized by the ouroboros symbol and makes the deliberate choice of destroying his soul just to selfishly keep his family bc he legitimately cannot handle thinking about losing them without going insane. his nicknames are sweetheart and darling boy and pal and buddy and Jackie Boy and slugger and he apologized to a girl for upsetting her like two episodes after ripping a man’s heart out and eating it raw. He literally actively wants to be a silly little guy that everyone likes but he’s so insane and unwell at the same time. he’s the best character ever and I need the entire world to understand this and to see him as more than just the destiel baby or I will also explode. .

#okay gn I have a teeth cleaning thing tomorrow #that’s enough word salad from me I’m just being autistic and gushing about how much I love jack #spn #jack kline #supernatural #he smiled while he killed Michael too….dont even get me started on what he did with Nick …. god he’s so #he’s so ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️#literally the character of all fucking time I will not be arguing about this I love him so much #jackposting #spn fandom #I’m . Augh .#having emotions sorry gang #liek yes yes we get it he looks like them both can you say something else please #he’s like . a fully functioning person with thoughts and development btw. if you even care #he’s so cool and awesome and silly #category 7 autism event #jack spn #destiel #but only briefly

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ghouljams · 7 months

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ah, i realize ive been liking a lot of your posts at an alarming rate IM VERY SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO IYGRWGFHERU i took a break from tumblr and have just spent the day catching up on everything i missed (my bad:( ) BUT WOW SCRUMPTIOUS AS ALWAYS THANK YIU FOR THE FOOD GODBLESS HOLY FUCK. YOUR KNIGHT N PRINCESS AU GOT ME SOBBING ITS SO WELL WRITTEN I WANT TO SCREAM (1fae1 and viking!soap still has me bouncing your writing is SO insnae oh my god AND THE DEMON DARLINGS? i was having SUCH a blast bingeing) BUT. still standing on the hill of goose being my favourite god im so in love with her WITCH IS A CLOSE SECOND please please just one chance... 🧎 🧎 🧎 (i get disembowelled) im like, so serious about this. your goose x reader fics are my favourite fucking thing in the world. goose (and on occasion witch, ...i think im just very gay) is the only one that can make me squeal and giggle and run laps around my room you dont understand the visceral squealing that was happening. the cod men? yea im hyperfixated but like ehhh🙄 mid. just some guys. some dudes. got me straight faced no expression i read for mindless entertainment. (/hj) LMDEFOIGRJGRTUGTOGFEWFER BUT GOOSE?? IM BARKING IM MEOWING ANYTHING PLEASE JSUT ONE CHANCE IM CRAWLING ON MY KNEES ARRURRYRGHRRRR 👹 👹 👹 👹 (so sorry for being abnormal in your ask box im done now 😔)

Be abnormal in my inbox I'm loving it. I'll write some Goose x reader just for you my love(and for me)

The only thing worse than Halloween in the city is Halloween in the country. There seems to be nothing these people enjoy more than scaring the hell out of the city folk unlucky enough to wander into their "haunted trail" or "corn maze of doom." Popular attractions that boasted what looked like startlingly real entrails, and over excited ranch hands revving chainsaws at anyone that walked too close. It's the best, you would spend every weekend out here if you could. Especially if it means getting a peak at the real attraction.

You've seen more than one person posting on social media about one specific corn maze's "killer". The mask is nothing special, one of those blank white party masks, but the bursts of laughter and physicality of the woman under it? You were a little smitten.

Smitten enough to be leisurely as you wander the maze. You're properly spooked by the glowing eyes in the corn, the growing sense of unease as you come across blood splatters and viscera, even the other scare actors jumping out to make you run for the next turn. Still, none of them are who you're looking for. You're not quite paying attention to the maze, you don't think you're lost, but you're starting to worry you'll get out before you ever meet your favorite scare.

You shouldn't have been.

You turn away from your fifth dead end and come face to face with her. Everything about her is curated to inspire danger, her clothing ripped and splattered with blood, the grimy mask leaving just enough room for her eyes to shine through it, down to the butcher's knife clutched in her hand. Deep crimson liquid drips off the startlingly realistic blade and onto her boots. Her posture makes you feel like you're staring down a wild animal, her movements unnatural as she takes a step towards you.

Despite all of that your heart skips a beat for a reason so far from fear you're actually a little worried about your mental state. You're frozen at the sight of her, unsure how to drag out this moment. You want to say something. Fuck what do you say to a scare actor you're more than a little in love with?

"You're supposed to run sugar," She tells you, tipping her head to one side. You giggle nervously at the affection, watching her flip the knife in her hand. She hums, hunching her shoulders to tip her head further, looking at you sideways. "It's no fun if you don't run, you want this to be fun don't you?" You nod, you think she wants you to say yes and you desperately want to do what she wants. "Then go on baby," She presses, straightening to her full height, "run."

She stands to the side as you sprint past her, you feel the wick of metal against your leg. When you look down your pant leg has a fresh cut right at your thigh. That's a real fucking knife. Christ, that's a real knife. Why does that make you so excited?

You glance behind you and she's gone. Your disappointment is short lived, you're forced to stop short by her cleaver cutting through the tall stalks of corn on your left. Her eyes wild with excitement as you start to wonder if this is maybe... not a haunted corn maze. She flips her knife and swings at you. You duck with a sharp yelp and take off running again. You don't bother checking behind you again, you take turns quick and haphazardly. You hear the 'shick' of her knife as she cuts the air behind you and you know she's on your tail.

Your heart pounds in your chest, your breath heaving as you run. Despite the adrenaline you can't help responding to her wild laughter with some of your own. You're having fun. Really terrifying fun, but fun none the less.

You turn into a dead end and stop short, just as you feel fingers grab the back of your neck. Your pursuer tugs you back against her chest, the edge of her knife pressing tantalizingly against your throat.

"Well that was unlucky," She tells you, low and sweet against your ear. The plastic of her mask hardly dampens the feeling of her words. You shiver, careful of her blade as you swallow.

"Fuck you're hot," You blurt out, adrenaline making you significantly less eloquent than you would have liked. You cringe a little. She snorts.

"That right?" Her fingers drift from gripping your neck to your hair, scratching your scalp before grabbing tight at the base. The ache of it is pleasantly sharp, you get the feeling that this isn't part of the scare. "Always fun when y'all come through," She breathes, talking to herself. You press back against her, feel her slot her knee between your legs as you do. You were just trying to put some distance between yourself and the edge of the knife, but this feels like something totally different. "You want me to slice you baby?" She patronizes, barely a whisper against your ear.

"No," You grit, although...

"No," She coos, "You want mean Goose to fuck you, right?"

"I'm not supposed to play with my food," She stands, "so call me once you get your head on. Probably won't be workin' by then."

She nods your head for you, careful of her knife, before pushing you to the ground. You scramble to crawl away from her, turning onto your back when you hear her crouch. She pushes her mask up with a wicked grin, still holding all the intent you'd been running from. This feels more dangerous than her knife. Something about her teeth, the way they're bared for you, sets you on edge. You think it's seeing her face, that makes this feel more real.

You recognize her. Goose. She helped jump your car when it died in town. She'd seemed so nice. She tugs a slip of paper from her back pocket and tosses it towards you.

#x reader #oc x reader #oc: goose #this barbie is going to fucking get u #kink tags #knifeplay #pred/prey dynamics #slasher!Goose #I guess?????#grrrrrrrrr I want her so fucking bad #f!oc #gn!reader #gender neutral reader #ghoul speaks #Goose you can do whatever you want forever #is she really a scare actor or is she gonna kill you idk #I don't CARE fucking slice and dice me goose

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