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yandere-wishes · 26 days
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𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙
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❤️‍🩹Characters: Yandere! MH Ghouls x GN! Reader
❤️‍🩹Summary: There's something ancient within you. Lost and forgotten. You're an eldritch creature living amongst monsters. A piece of you lives within each of them. And a piece of each of them lives inside you...
❤️‍🩹Warnings: Yandere behavior, obsessive tendencies, Body horror in Frankie's part, slight gore and blood in the rest, angst, super cryptic.
❤️‍🩹Could be read as romantic or platonic.
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I am a monster, for now and forever. I am a monster, what a terrible being.〜♡॰ॱ
There's something ancient within you. Lost and forgotten. ~❣✧❣
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⚡︎Frankie Stein ⚡︎
There's something ancient within you. Lost and forgotten. Frankie is desperate to unravel it. To crack it open. She feels you in every one of her limbs. Feels you in the stems of her patchwork heart. That has to account for something right? 
Your melancholy seeps through you, tainting the tiles in shades of gold. 
Frankie blames the binding of your skin, she's always found it too loose. 
Nothing extramundane, to tether your essence within yourself. She wouldn't mind taking you apart and stitching you back together. Recreating you into something perfect. She's grown wry of watching you crack your ribcage open, shoving astral celestials where your heart should be. You mutter things, things she doesn't understand, things she's scared she'll never understand. Her bones rattle, a rouge spark runs down her spine. Every piece of you haunts her...
Frankie use to believe, verily childishly, that parts of her were salvaged from you. She knows now that that's impossible, yet she still wishes every night for the childish dream to come true.
In many ways, Frankie has always been bound to you. Your first friend, your first confidant, your first punishment, your first comprehension. Even when you'd been too young to understand the cacophony of the world, you'd still know the two of you were connected. 
It had only taken a lifetime to understand why. 
Bones collapse into constellations. Somehow she feels you slipping away. Her slender fingers trace the stitches across the hollow of your chest. A meteoric reminder of her work. "It's okay I'll have you fixed in no time." Frankie doubts you find any truth in her incentive. You've always been drawn to pessimism. Still, she feeds the needle through skin and muscle. Praying she remembers the stronghold pattern her mother taught her. 
The shade they used for your blood is too bright. You bleed in rivers, 
flowing with no end insight. You wash away her sorrows with farfetched promises. Awakening a longing, she never knew she had. 
Frankie wishes she could pluck out your spine. Kiss each vertebra like an iridescent pear. Maybe then your souls would tether, maybe then everything will go back to the way it once was. The needle snags across bones, marring your skin in star-kissed bruises. She pecks each one, muttering a sorry across cold flesh. You feel like home under her lips. A home she never got to know. 
Yet the echoes of its brilliance linger faintly in the hearts of those who once knew its warmth.
Frankie smiles as your eyes crack open. Dizzy and distant, you've yet to notice your enhancements. The pieces of herself she tethered onto you. She wonders when you'll notice the new eye, the new leg, the mismatched fingers. Her heart sparks thumbing loudly in her ribcage. 
She sinks down, by the operation table,skinning her knees. You feel like home, now more than ever. 
Your fingers find her head, patting the matted hair, she smiles something solemn and forlorn. She trails her fingers over one of the stitches on your arm, prying her slender digits between the threads and into the gaping tissue. Her fingers release a spark, your body arches off the table. After all, blood has always been a good conductor for electricity. "It's just a power boost. You'll be right up in a few minutes." a giggle rips from her throat, as you mummble an acknowledgment. Eyes overcast with equal parts grief and glee. 
She always knew she loved you how could she not? You'd been linked to her for as long as she had a conscience. You had always been her everything. Sometimes she wonders how you both ended up like this. Stitching pieces of yourselves into each other. 
Frankie closes her eyes. Her mind struggling to regain control. Her deep breaths waver as she hears shifting from the table. 
"It's alive..."
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𓆩❤︎𓆪Draculaura𓆩❤︎𓆪
Draculaura can smell the ethereal ichor now. Maybe it's always been there. Hidden under bygone layers and golden sand. She wonders if now, knowing what you know, makes you see her as anything less. You're older now, smarter. Maybe you understand the world just a little bit better than she ever could. 
Despite her gifted immortality, Draculaura likes to think that she's grown, too. No longer the little batling who faints at the mere scent of blood. Yet the urge to vomit is still there, an acidic reflex in the back of her throat. She's been avoiding you lately, simply because you make the urges go away. 
She can't live with that.
Can't live with what you make her. 
You trace the heart on her cheek. Your fingers feel like divinity sinking into her skin. You try to reason with her, tell her the truths of the crypt. "Surly Draculaura, you must know who you really are. Isn't it silly that you persist in this nativity?" Your words are harsh. Good intentions wrapped in silver blades. She bites her tongue, killing the queries before they dare spill. 
You make her crave things. 
Things she's avoided her whole life.
There's blood on your lips, dripping onto the ground. She fights the urge to kiss you. The heat of the sun amplifies the scent of the decaying flesh. Her stomach growls, this isn't right. The grip on her parasol tigtens. There is justice behind your actions, not one she can make herself understand. She watches as you tear into the decomposing body. "Don't", it's nothing less of a prayer. She feels her fangs elongate. How she wishes the world would turn to black.
Can a vampire be haunted? 
Surly they can, it's the only answer to your staunch lingering. 
Draculaura's coffin feels too snug, like a home and a prison encapsulated in one. She wishes she could feel cold dirt under her nails, feel the thrill of digging her way out of a grave. It's your fault, it has to be. Why must you awaken such ancient sensations? Such horrid cravings, such primal needs. 
Why must she see divinity in your face, liquid darkness shimmering behind enigmatic eyes? You are something terrifying, something painful. You are what she was supposed to be, what she's fled from her whole life.  
Your silhouette is a curse and a blessing. A reminder of a lineage she was thrusted into. A legacy she never wanted. Everything about you is a hunting familiarity for a family she never knew. She wonders if she would have been the prettiest girl in the morgue. She wonders if her father should have let her die all those eons ago.
 "I used to be human" She confesses one night. She doesn't know why you agreed to come over. Why seeing you in your pajamas sparks one too many fond memories.
"So?" your tone is one of perplexity. She feels foolish under your gaze. You glide the makeup brush across her cheeks. dusting them with faded nostalgia. "I can't eat them. It'll feel like I'm eating myself" How long has it been since the transformation occurred? how long has it been since she shedded the body of that sickly fragile girl? She's been a vampire for centuries yet still can't get used to the title. 
"You can eat these ones..." Something ancient within her stirs, her bones rattle with comprehension. She knows what you mean and it fills her with a need to scream. 
Draculaura can't see her reflection, can't gauge how different she is now. You used to help her with her makeup back in high school. Back when the shade of your lipstick determined your personality for the day. She's never seen her face. She prays it's identical to yours. She prays that someday she can embody you...
There's a deathly hunger within her. Bubbling in her stomach. She needs to let it out before it kills her. Can she even die? She's almost sure she wants to. You almost make her want to succumb to the impulse of quitting her humanity all toghter. Your presence makes her all so hungry. She's gotten better at hiding it under school-ghoul gossip and trend talk. 
She settles for a kiss tonight, a rushed peck on the cheek. Some vampire she is, instead of bleeding you dry she's pouring her sorrows into you. She wonders if you take note. See the ghosts jouncing within her soul. 
Draculaura's nails pick at the skin of her birthmark.
The skin cracks.
blood trickles. 
Can a vampire even be haunted?
Yes. 
She knew the charade wouldn't last forever. 
Knew that one day the lights would dim and the stage would fade to black
A final curtain call. An impending doom.
The final nail in her glass coffin. Rendering it to shards.
And she'll be left plucking fragments from her eternal flesh.
There's a small joy in knowing you'll be her effacer. 
The one to put an end to 2,000 years of pretend. 
"And then he was all like "You know?" and I was like "Whatever" and he was-" 
"Draculaura, I have no idea what you are talking about." She turns to face you, your smile is a crushing weight. On her shoulders crave. You throw your head back and laugh. Laughing at how little she's changed since you shared a desk in class. Since your most eminent concern was fearleading practice and algebra tests. Draculaura should laugh too, this she knows. Yet she remains distracted by your neck and all the glory it holds. 
Just a small bite won't hurt...
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☾🐾☽Clawdeen Wolf☾🐾☽
Clawdeen is protective to a fault. A trait she could never identify as innate or habit. Still, the urge to stalk you persists. Pricking away at her fur like wolfsbane. 
Clawdeen's been brought up to believe in legacy, to worship the moon and the stars and their maker. Ancient things have a way of lasting lifetimes. She knows this now, finds its evidence when she unravels her family, her pack, herself...you. Her kind has been known to nurture those they love, to birth and raise every great warrior. She ponders again if this was originally encrypted in their blood or if her species picked it up throughout the years. 
All she knows is that something inside her awakens when she sees you. A testament to an ancient love, long since stifled under sand and snow. 
She wonders if that's what she's done with you all these years. If, in her own way, she's raised you to become some sort of warrior, a great beast living amongst subsidiary. 
The two of you sit beside the bay window. Her newest sketchbook draped across her lap. You lean in resting your head on her shoulder, listening as she explains the inspiration behind each design. 
You feel like you've been mauled. A piece of you thrown in every direction. Only to morph into the creations of your hunter. "You remember your first design?" you ask, closing your eyes to still the world. "Wasn't that when we wrapped Howleen in a red blanket and my mom's scarf?" Her claws prick her upper lip as she stifles a giggle. "And made her walk around the house like it was a Scaris runway" You add, relishing in the bygone recollection. 
Your childhood memories together are coated in ichor. Jejune days 
when you'd watch her tumble over herself trying to be everything she could never be. Even back then, you'd known something was amiss with the world. Seen the ancient wolf that lay dormant within her. felt its bonds call out to you, pulling you in deeper. You'd cling to her like a frightened child to a teddy bear. 
But you're older now. Instead of the scared child, you've turned into the monster under the bed. Funny how everyone's heritage catches up with them at some point. Even when you grow unaware of its presence. Legacy still tends to echo in your bones. You're both the same in that regard.
"I can never tell if I'm alive or dead." You tell her one night. 
"Neither" Clawdeen's voice is rigid, stiff. She can feel your awakening and rebirth. It sings in her head, more vital than a howl. "creatures like us don't die so easily. We only transform." She remembers the legends, the wars, they rattle in her bones sending shivers up her spine. Neither of you have ever died. You've survived every tribulation. 
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger" you reply, Clawdeen notes the embers that burn behind your eyes. How they spread across your body like a wildfire.
"What doesn't kill me, simply gives me a reason to kill it" She swears she sees the moon flicker in retort. 
Clawdeen slits her throat with her claws. 
Choking on moondust and half-fallen stars. 
Her father once told her heritage is everything before giving her a golden ring fashioned as a wolf's head. She still doesn't know what he means. 
She knows her kind was born from misplaced love. 
She's just glad your fates are entwined. 
"Someday you'll have red eyes." You trace your thumb over her lashes as you speak. Trailing down to play with her curls. She knows what you mean. Oh how, she wants to devour the hope you offer so freely. Rip it from your heart and feel it pulsing under her fangs. Maybe then her stars will align and she'll truly understand what she is. 
 Clawdeen's feelings grow teeth, gnawing at her carnivorously as she pulls you close. Muttering a 'thanks' as if it holds the weight of the world. There's comfort in the thought that she's molded you. Helped nourish your flames until they grew so potent. She's ever only been the middle child of the moon. But with you, she feels like so much more. Like something celestial, something ancient. An heirloom made of blood and moonrock. 
Above you the clouds part. Giving way to the full moon. 
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₊˚.༄Lagoona Blue₊˚.༄
The air in her lungs feels synthetic, dry. She chokes off the sand and ozone, blinded by the unfiltered light, leaving burns on her frail, scaled, skin. She wonders if this is how a fish feels as it's being reeled on land. She wonders if she's any different now.
Her heart hammers when she sees you, cracking her ribs in hysteria.
Water lilies bloom from their marrow, she counts them just to distract from the stars burning in your eyes. Her teeth catch her bottom lip, gnawing the pink flesh like a shark does its prey.
Her eyes burn when she catches a glimpse of you by the pond. Gazing conflicted at three-eyed frogs. She can't help but see you as a cacophony of unmarked graves. Too many ghosts linger across your body, they're prints evident in the afternoon sun.
You leave a water lily behind her ear as you brush past her in the hallway. She thinks your perfection is exaggerated, artificial like the air. The kind daydreaming divers pray to find in rogue oysters. Lagoona is sure you're the last of your kind. An endangered creature too proud to ask for help. She clumsily fingers the flower's petals. The wave of nostalgia that invades, has her gasping for air.
The ocean she once called home is overrun by rot. She too is infected by the pollution that plugs her gills. In her dreams, she treads through clean oceans, webbed fingers entwined with yours. There is no corrosion here, no death. Just you and her and everything that entails the definition of good. When she wakes up she notices that her gills are falling one by one. Pastel blue glints scattered, floating across her bed like the empty husks of sea stars.
She too is the last of her kind.
She too is destined to perish in agony.
She wonders if you hear her tears. Hear them fall into the abyssal sea. Feel their reverberations as they create rings on the surface. She can't expect such a thing from you. You're in your own world struggling with your own scars. You left her another flower today, nymphoides indica, she doesn't understand what you're trying to tell her.
The pond has started to bleed too. Its decaying scent is pungent from miles away.
has it bled into her?
Is she infected too?
You're there again today, worlds apart yet close enough to touch. Her body stiffens as she kneels next to you. Desperate for your attention, desperate for you to tell her what she is. Maybe, just maybe she can confess her love in time to share a grave with you.
"I used to be so beautiful.." Your voice sounds evasive. A final cry for help before the ocean consumes you. Your reflection in the pond is muddled over. A glitch in reality, something Frankie would have more experience with. "you still are mate…you still are" Her words are earnest, yet she doubts they bring you solace. "If it's any consolation, I'm polluted too..". You laugh so condescending it makes her stomach churn. She rolls the words in her mouth again, tasting them for misunderstandings.
"We're all polluted Lagoona. We always have been."
You're made of one too many pieces, all doused in poison. You rearrange the water lilies on her head. Your fingers feel like home threading through her hair. "The last of our kind." Lagoona giggles, her body is growing dryer, desperate, the moisturizer and hydration station have long since stopped working. Now she awaits the poison to take over fully. You're her memento mori another helpless creature awaiting death.
And yet, to her, you're still as radiant as the first day she met you.
Lagoona's grave will be in the sea. It's a last wish one you decide to honor. You kiss her on the cheek as she turns to you. Body half submerged in her home. She hugs you, with all the longing her frail corpse can muster. It's only too late when you notice that you too are being submerged. Dragged into the eternal depths. Lagoona refuses to part with you. This is her final gift, the last present she will give you. A quick and painless death. One with a comforting presence.
Her father used to tell her strange tales of bizarre men who'd come to their ancestrial home, seeking answers far too advanced for them. She wonders if she's had the answers all along. Maybe she just had to look a little deeper.
It doesn't matter now. For her final breaths, she is at peace. She is content to end like this. With you in her arms.
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𓂀𓆣☥Cleo De Nile☥𓆣𓂀
Cleo likes to think she's come a long way from her former self. No longer an autocrat cheerleader with stary eyes and a need to be worshipped.
She likes to think she's filled out the role of queen, of sovereign, of absolute. 
She's done her dynasty proud...
Shattered and transformed herself into the perfect vessel. 
It's not until she catches her rogue reflection in the gleam of your eyes, that she realizes she's still the same. Eons have passed yet Cleo still remains the same frail cowardly daughter bearing the burden of the D'Nile name. 
You look every bit a queen, a sovereign, an absolute. You've grown to fill the role you never knew you had. 
Cleo bleeds gold. She always has. 
Little did she know, you did too. 
You always had.
There's a crushing weight, something that makes her long for entombment. "I wish I were a mere child once more." her tone is sand on sand. So faint you think it nothing more than a mirage of sound. Her head lays on your lap bleeding out her sins as she prays for the sun to melt her. Feeble, unstable thing she is. Hailing from a feeble unstable place.
Maybe it would do you both some good to forgo the past. To embrace a thundering, grotesque future. Maybe it's time to retire the thrones and gold bangles. Maybe it's time to depart. 
she laughs at such a preposterous notion. 
Cleo's Icoffine lays in a pool of shards and wires and golden beads. Her bandaged fingers wrapped tightly around your bicep, tugging you closer until the scent of spices and flora became overbearing. "it's...okay" you lie through the rage bubbling in your throat. Through the tears that sting the corners of your eyes. "It's not-it's...it's never been okay", the words feel like boulders crushing her bones. turning her body and bandages back to dust. 
You've known Cleo to always wear a broken crown. Funny how, after a millennia, the cracks still keep growing. Only now they bleed into her corpse, cut through bandages, and aim for the heart. You want to wipe her tears away. To whisper glory and purpose into her bejeweled ears.
Cleo lies on the golden floor. It's cold, frigid, she doesn't remember gold to be so unwelcoming, so petrifying. You pull her hand to your heart, hovering above her. Watching as she melts and hardens in the same breath. 
"Allow me the pleasure of death once more. Allow me the luxury of being the only monster you ever have to know." Cleo doesn't remember missing her sarcophagi so much. Her lungs fill with broken promises as her eyes sting from mulish obsoletes. "I've been so blind for so long." She confesses, free hand fiddling with the jewels on her blouse. Running them along her nails waiting to see which will scratch first. "As have I, there's no need to-" her voice is harsh as she sits up. The undead rising from its bejeweled grave. Her hands cup your face. She tries to be gentle, to cradle you like a flower petal. "I'm-I-" her breath hitches as her fractured mind screams. "I hate myself all so very much. Yet I love you with every bit of the heart I thought I lost all those millennia ago."
Chaos has a way of squirming through her veins. 
Her dreams are tainted in rubies, seeing you lying in the sand. 
The noise above is defining. She hates that she's not used to it by now. 
It can't be fair. 
The world can't take you from her. 
You're the only lifeline she has left. 
The only hope that remains. 
You tell Cleo you want to die one starless night, she understands the sentiment. You don't know why that makes you cry. Her lips leave phantom kisses across your eyelids. Spilling gold pleated secretes into your skin. Cleo wishes she kept you entombed next to her, rotting away far from every disaster. Yet she knows she can't, not now at least. You've morphed her into her purpose better than her omnipotent father and cruel sister ever could. With you by her side, she's truly become a queen, a sovereign, an absolute. While you rein above her, some all-knowing creature who she can't help but worship. 
Maybe someday, decades from now. 
The love you share will be dethroned
How unlikely such a feat seems.
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the-faceless-bride · 2 months
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can i have yandere clawd and deuce poly 😪 iltsm( i love yr writing ur one of my fav writers btw 💞)
Omg. I love both of them so much. 🥩🐍 Bluckle the FUCK up, it's a long one. I love them so much. I gave each their own section as to how this started, then the poly together. If you want more of them... Please... Please ask me. P.s. sorry about all the monster puns, I couldn't help myself
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🌕New Ghoul in School🐍
Warnings: OOC Clawd, OOC Duce, OOC Cleo?, OOC Draculaura? Clawd being a kicked puppy, yandere content, controlling behavior, turning to stone, non-con hugging, cuddling and Kisses, forced closeness, UNHEALTHY BEHAVIOR!, accusations of cheating, emotional cheating?
Characters : Clawd × Reader × Duce
Proof read : nope
Requested?: yes
You had just transferred from your normie school, Turns out people are so accepting of finding out you're a monster. So you transferred to Monster High, and being a new ghoul didn't seem so hard until you tripped an orange werecats tail and she picked a fight with you...
"and just Who, do you think you are? I don't know how you are your Normie friends play, but you don't want to mess with me Ghoul. I'll make you sorry-"
"why don't you go and pick on someone your own size Torilie?"
"yeah, Dude. Not cool."
🐾🐍 • and that's how it started. Just two Mansters defending the New Ghoul. They knew Torilie was one to pick fights and figured they would help you stay out of trouble for the time being. And the three of you became three peas in a pod. And while you all thought it was great, their Ghoulfriends... Had other ideas.
🐍🕶️ • Cleo started having problems as soon as you had arrived. Your first day she already knew who you were, what you were, where you came from, and if you were cool enough to be popular and associate with the Ghouls she does. And she deemed you not worthy. And that was putting a strain on your friendship.
🐍🕶️ • Duce was grown increasingly tired and frustrated. He loved Cleo, he did. But she could be... Emotionally, physically, and mentally exhausting. When they go out he has to change his personality to not embarrass her, she dictates who can can hang out with and when, and he has to constantly hear from her that he should be doing as she asks and says and do it happily as she goes against what her family wants to be with him. He doesn't want to do that anymore. He wants to be able to Shoot Hoops with Clawd, sit with Jackson at lunch, and talk about the Hissstory test. Listen to whatever playlist Holt made or play dodgeball with Slow Mo. Without Cleo saying when he can and can't.
But he just can't leave her. He's become so dependent on her. Hell, the last time She went to Scarise without him, he nearly went crazy as he didn't know what to do. He couldn't leave Cleo. Even if he wanted to... Unless. Maybe he didn't need to be dependent on her. Maybe. He could be dependent on you.
🐍🕶️ • Duce began to test the waters, which was the start of his obsession. For example at lunch when Cleo tells him to get the green eyed Salad and a water, he'll then turn around and ask you... Sometimes when you feel the burn of Cleo's raging stare you won't respond or say the same as Cleo, but on the days you don't pay attention or to stressed to care you recommend the meat plant sandwich and the yummy razzberry soda pop you've been drinking the past few days. And he'll pick your recommendation. And it Infuriates Cleo. He likes that with you, he has a choice, where Cleo demands and tells. You offer and recommend.
🐍🕶️ • this intimately ends in an explosive argument that Spectra has a field day covering. And Duce does something, not him. Her. Or anyone else in the school say coming. "I'm breaking up with you Cleo." a long still silence fills the halls as everyone takes a moment to process what he just said. Before Cleo screams and storms away, and Duce... Doesn't feel as heartbroken as he thought he should.
🐍🕶️ • Duce starts spending most if not all his free time with you and Clawd, well. Mostly you as Clawd gets called from Draculaura a lot. And while he's sad he can't spend more time with Clawd he's happy to spend time with you. You help groom his snakes, you help him pick which sunglasses he should wear each day, (even though they are all just different shades of red) as well as his many band sweaters. Rumors spread like wildfire, especially with Spectra's gossip site.
"Duce trades princess for new Ghoul?! Stay tuned for the possible new hot relationship??"
🐾🌕 • when Clawd first met you he thought you were great! He got a new friend to hang out with! Sure Manny, Heath, Gill, and Duce we're cool but Clawd has a thing for fashion and self-care, that's not something he really talks about with them BUT that's OK! cuz now he can talk about it with you! He ended up spending a bit of free time with you, anytime Draculaura was out and shopping or just Fanging out with her Ghoulfriends or catching up with her Cousin, he would spend his afternoon with you. Getting his hair straightened and trimmed, getting manicures so his nails don't get too sharp and ridged. And eventually, when he's comfortable with you, he'll start playing games. Like fetch or chase. The only issue is that when Duce started to come around more and Cleo trying to keep him on a leash, slowly Draculaura started calling him and needed him more and more. He didn't think much of it, until Duce's big breakup with Cleo. A week later Draculaura wouldn't leave him alone for a second, and anytime you started approaching she took his hand and pulled him in another direction.
🐾🌕 • it started becoming draining, he loves spending time with his Ghoulfriend. He truly did. But not when every two seconds she was hinting and implying all the time he spent with you was him creeping around behind her back. Nothing he did or said made her change her mind, now everything he did seemed to set her off. She was so paranoid, that he went out of his way to make her a gift to show that he loved her, but he accidentally made it worse, he had to try and hold back tears and puppy cries as she said, "Bad Clawd!" over and over while tugging his ear. He doesn't understand what he did wrong, he just made a new friend. You nor him did anything. So why was she being like this?
Any attempts to talk about it were shut down, as she tried keeping him away from you. And he just couldn't take it anymore, he liked being clingy but he was clingy because he genuinely wanted to be around his partner not just sticking to them like glue-watching like a hawk to 'catch them in the act'. He would go as far as to say this was worse than the time he was dumped for Valentine the love manipulator.
🐾🌕 • Clawd began to confide in you, Draculaura wouldn't listen to him so he was happy you did. He spent hours just sitting under a tree at the back of the school with you, drawing doodles in the dirt, ears tucked back to his head as he vented about his feelings and how the recent arguments had affected him, you tried to help every time. But eventually, word got to Draculaura about your little meetings, and stormed over one day with her ghoulfriends in toe.
Both you and Clawd had to endure the burning glare of the Ghouls, Draculaura ranting and raving and ultimately giving him an ultimatum. You or her. And Clawd's ears pinned flat to his head, he didn't want to lose his Ghoulfriend but he didn't want to lose you either. But before he could answer Draculaura said something that gave him the push to his ultimate answer. "ugh, I should've known! A guy hangs out with other guys like him! And Duce is a lying, dirty, cheater and so are you! And this new Ghoul sure has some nerve to go around sneaking with other Mansters knowing they are dating someone! If that's the kind of Manster you are Clawd then maybe... Eh *hick* MaYbe we shouldn't Be togEther!" a moment passes where Clawd looks down into Draculaura's wet violet eyes, sighs, then answers. "maybe we shouldn't." the ghoul's Gasp and Draculaura sobs, "FINE! WE ARE OVER!"
🐾🌕 • Clawd thought relieved he wouldn't be interrogated every day and being told he's bad, he's still heartbroken that the Ghoul he thought he'd spend his life with was gone. He clung to you and Duce for security and long talks to make him feel better and eventually, he did. Clawd was back to his peppy, wide-eyed, excitable self again. In fact, he's the happiest he's been. His mood wasn't Even shaken when he found out Draculaura had begun dating his sister, he just didn't care. He was happy.
🐾🌕 • It wasn't until a late-night Chat; that you and Clawd had stayed over at Duce's house after seeing a new skinwalker Scareitage Boovie that Clawd discovered that not only He had feelings for you but so did Duce... And well, he had always liked Duce maybe even more than just a bro, but this changed everything. And they agreed. A scarily wonderful idea...
"Vampy puts doggy out for good? Or does Doggy like the Dog house with his chew toy?"
🐍🐾 • now Duce and Clawd are softer yandere's than the normal. But that doesn't mean they won't use force if they need to. Duce is a Dependant, laid-back, stalker-type yandere. He's ok with letting you have wiggle room as long as he knows where you are at all times and can get to you in a short period. Whereas Clawd is a Clingy, overprotective, worshiper-type Yandere. Clawd wants to be near you all the time if you let him, but he's ok with letting you go for a while as long as he has Duce he always knows where you are because Duce knows, if at any point Duce doesn't know for some reason or he's not around Duce to find out, he'll use his nose to track you down.
🐍🐾 • You probably wouldn't know they are yandere's unless you start trying to spend more time with others that aren't them. The more you try and hang out with Operetta and Cupid they start to get a little more aggressive and demanding of your time and attention. Which can trigger some alarm bells that something isn't right. The best thing would be to try and talk and compromise they are willing to do that as long as you promise to let them keep tabs "for safety reasons," and you spend time with them immediately after.
🐍🐾 • after a month or two they start to be more openly affectionate and act like a Throuple, it went over your head at first with Duce's laid-back attitude and Clawd's over-excitable personality being normal, but the more Clawd wanted to play fetch and hug you, and Duce constantly being around you despite having the freedom to hang out with his other dudes you start to get the idea they might be romantically interested.
🐍🐾 • You opened to the idea, and the relationship seemed to be working well... Until they started to become, overwhelming. Clawd always over your shoulder, Duce always seeming to know where you are... Even when you didn't tell him where you were. And things took a turn when you tried to tell them you needed space. "You're... Breaking up... With us?" you sputtered, you definitely didn't answer and deny fast enough as you felt your body start to stiffen and cold. Duce had turned you to stone. Clawd whimpered while holding your cold stiff stone body, "im sorry sweetheart. But we can't have you running from us. Just be good ok? Please?" after that you'd been chained to them by that point. Nobody would've believed you if you told them the school's Cool guy and oversized puppy were forcing you into a relationship...
🐍🐾 • they aren't too harsh on punishments. For the most part. Once you tried to run away once, you waited for a moment to be alone before printing off trying to get somewhere, anywhere but there. But you forgot who you were dealing with and Clawd chased you down. Clawd's punishments involve many forced hugs, kisses, and closeness. If he shows how much he loves you at some point you'll see it's true and love him too! Right?
Duce will turn you to stone anytime he gets an idea you're about to run off. He makes Clawd drag you to his house. Which takes a lot of manipulation and convincing. Clawd doesn't want to lock you away to be alone. He wants you to be around them! But Duce scares him into going along with it. Even sometimes provokes him to anger to be more willing to lock you in a dirty old basement.
🐍🐾 • overall. As long as you stay and promise to love them, and don't mind clinginess it's a cute relationship... But if you reject them, you'll spend a lot of time in an old basement in Duce's home, alive but unable to move. To feel. Or scream.
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Imagine you and Cleo clothes shopping for Deuce
Walking along the length of the rack, your fingers brushed through the shirts as you tried to find one that caught your eye. When one seemed promising, you pulled it out slightly, trying to get a better look at the design. Most of the shirts ended up put back on the rack as you shook your head in disapproval once you saw the whole thing. With a sigh, you moved onto a new rack and started the cycle of rejection once more.
“Oh?” You mused aloud, pulling out a rich green Furberry cotton shirt. Giving it a once over, you took note of the small embroidered emblem at the center of the shirt. Approving at the design, you raised a hand to the sleeve and felt the fabric, admiring the soft texture underneath your fingertips. “It’s nice.” One approval down.
“Cleo! Deuce!” Taking the shirt and grabbing another two in the same style but a different color, you walked to the end of the row as you looked for your partners through the store.
Spotting a hand waving in the air, you smiled as you heard Deuce call out to you. “We’re over here, babe.”
Walking over to the waving hand, you spotted your boyfriend’s green snake-hawk first before the sound of Cleo’s golden bangles clinking together reached your ear. The two were in the pants section of the store, Cleo bent down slightly as she glanced over the pants while Deuce stood beside her, his arms full of clothes.
When you reached your partners, you held up the shirts you found for the two to see. “Cleo, look at these shirts I found.”
Straightening up, Cleo’s eyes move away from the pants and over to you. “Oh my Ra,” A smile breaks out on her face as she makes her way to you. She takes the green shirt from your hand to get a closer look, nodding as she approves of the front before turning over to look at the back. “This shirt is absolutely fangtastic! And I found the perfect pants to go with it!”
She motions for Deuce to come closer and looks through the pile of clothes in his grasps before pulling out the one she was looking for. “Put those clothes down for a bit, Deuce-y.” The gorgon does as he’s told, dropping the pile onto the table beside him. Giving the shirt and pants to Deuce, she says, “Hold them against yourself. We need to see how they look like on you.”
Standing beside Cleo, the two of you take a few steps back as Deuce holds up the shirt and pants to his body. ”It looks so creeperific together!” Cleo says, giving both of your boyfriend a once-over.
“If we rolled up the sleeves up to his elbow, it would look even better.”
Cleo’s eyes brighten at your suggestion, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “Spooktacular taste!” Moving over to Deuce, she does the same to him before taking your hand and beginning to lead the way. “Come on, Deuce. We have to get you to the dressing room so you could try the clothes out. Maybe we can find some shoes to tie the outfit together,” She muses, tapping a finger to her chin.
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MONSTER HIGH CHARACTERS WITH A PARTNER WHO SLEEPS IN CLASS
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requested || monster high masterlist
───featuring: frankie stein, cleo de nile, draculaura, clawd wolf, clawdeen wolf, deuce gorgon, heath burns, jackson jekyll, holt hyde, lagoona blue
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FRANKIE STEIN
would look over and be like 😟
pokes ur arm like "are u asleep?"
and then she realizes you are asleep and she laughs quietly
would probably write ur notes for you??? or like she'd move ur pen/pencil so there aren't random scribbles on your paper
"did u sleep well 😊" when u wake up
CLEO DE NILE
tbh she probably wouldn't notice for a good while
she'd go to ask you a question
and there you are with your head down, obviously asleep
she'd be like "oh 😒" and then just ask you her question later
if anyone near you is like making a ton of noise she'd glare at them and tell them to shut the fuck up
DRACULAURA
"oh!" when she realizes
she'd like giggle bc she thinks ur so cutie
and she'd probably just leave u be for a while until a few minutes until class ends and she'd be like "if u want i can ask frankie if you can borrow her notes" bc lets be honest she probably doesn't take notes
CLAWD WOLF
would probably let you use his jacket as a pillow or a blanket or something
don't expect him to let you copy his notes (he doesn't take any)
would try to explain what the teacher was yapping about but he's rlly bad at explaining so it sounds like "so this and ummm i think that and probably this too.... i think he said something about this?"
CLAWDEEN WOLF
would tap u bc she noticed ur head down and she's like "are u okay"
"oh they're asleep!"
if the teacher asks why ur head is down she'd be like "they have a headache" or smth
will let u copy her notes
glares at anyone breathing slightly too loud
"shut up can't u see theyre trying to sleep?? yeah thats what i thought"
DEUCE GORGON
okay so this bitch is kinda stupid
and he sees u asleep right
so he like pulls out an extra pair of sunglasses from his bag
and he sits you up and puts the glasses on you
bro is so proud of himself!!!
its so obvious you're asleep and then u get woken up bc the teacher is like "wtf"
HEATH BURNS
he'd be like "y/n! y/n!" and then realize ur asleep
and then very loudly go "OHHHHHHH YOU'RE ASLEEP"
so you probably get woken up tbh
he'd be like " 😨 sorry 😜"
either that or he'd notice and very loudly shush people
JACKSON JEKYLL
bro is in shock
how??? are you sleeping???? in class?????
he'd be really nervous for you
cause he doesn't want you to get in trouble for sleeping in class
when u wake up he tells you to get more sleep at night or something
HOLT HYDE
straight up would NOT care
bro was listening to his music and he like looks over and sees u asleep and he's like "okay!"
he'd probably draw on ur hand tbh or like ur paper
when u wake up he's like "omg hey" and would give u one of his airpods as yall walk to class
LAGOONA BLUE
she'd let you sleep
she wouldn't really notice but when she does she's like "awww" and moves ur notebook out of the way so she can write notes for u <3
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Deuce was always fine everyone was just always focused on clawd and draculara to notice how good HE was, not just good with Cleo, he was genuinely a good guy
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nightmare-dreamt · 11 months
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Headcanons for Monster high main ghouls + Deuce and Clawd when the first "I love you" is said please :)
Also love your work <3
Monster High Headcanons: First I Love You
Draculaura:
You said it first… kinda? You told her on her birthday, which also happened to be Valentine's day... the day of love
It was a typical romance moment with a whole event planned out just for your guys moment, except when she made it to you, a soft 'I Love You' escaped her lips causing a frown on your face to form.
Immediate worry was on her face when seeing your reaction, but you explained that you were planning to say that to her. In the end, the moment was 9/10 and neither of you are ever going to forget about it.
Frankie Stein:
They said it first, but it happened before the two of you were together.
It was a normal day for the two of you, just attending your classes when Frankle came over with confused look on their face. You asked them what was wrong, but blushed when hearing the answer.
It seemed that Frankie didn't know what love is and really wanted to know by finding someone to show it to them. You were confused, not really sure of how to explain it, but helped them anyway by going around showing things that made them happy and feeling a strange feeling within them.
On your way back to the dorm, Frankie started to name all of the things that they loved and that gave them that weird feeling. You had a smile on your face, listening softly, but stopped when the following words came out of their mouth.
'I love you, you make me have this weird feeling'
Y/n.exe has stopped working
Clawdeen Wolf:
She said it when confessing after you spent months trying to get her brother to notice you.
It was well known within your guys friend group about your feelings for Clawd, but he was with Draculaura and the two loved each other greatly. You tried to hide your feelings, but the more you did, the more it hurt. You didn't know who to talked to, thinking that no one would understand the pain your going through, but one girl understood.
"You need to let him go," Clawdeen stated, staring at her brother smiling at the pink haired girl in front of him. Y/n signed, "I know, but it's just hard watching someone you love go off and love someone else."
"I understand how you feel," Clawdeen whispered. Y/n turned with a confused look, "You do? Who do you love, Clawdeen?"
"You."
Cleo De Nile:
You said it after another one of her breakups with Deuce, sadly this one seemed permanent as the two refused to speak with each other and began moving on.
Cleo was in your dorm room crying her eyes out, upset with the breakup needing the comfort of her friend. Unknown to her, you felt pain every time seeing her upset like this knowing you could treat her better then whatever she had with the Gorgon.
"You should stop crying Cleo, your makeup will get ruined," Y/n exclaimed, wiping the tears away off of her face. Cleo sniffled, "Who cares, Deuce and I are over. There isn't a point in dressing up anymore."
"You can't just change yourself because of someone, there are many other people out there who love you and will care for you more than he ever could," Y/n stated. Cleo looked up, "Who?"
"Me."
Deuce Gorgon:
He said it first and the two of you were on a date together, celebrating your three month anniversary of officially being together.
Everything was beautiful, he arranged a nice candlelight dinner for the two of you were you guys could spend hours together staring into each other's eyes. That was his plan after all, but things took a turn when seeing you looking all dressed up, falling for you all over again.
"Wow," He whispered. Y/n smiled, "Do you like it?"
"I love it… I love you…" Deuce muttered.
Clawd Wolf:
He said it first on accident during one of his games that has been a worry for him and the team.
It was the last quarter with barely any time left on the clock. Clawd was rushing around on the court trying to score one last shot that would get them the lead. Watching their boyfriend play, Y/n stood in the crowd cheering for him, being the loudest in the crowd.
When making the final shot, the buzzer went off causing everyone to go crazy, including your boyfriend who ran around. When reporters talked with him asking what his motivation was, he only had one answer for them.
"That's easy, my partner Y/n," Clawd answered with a smile on his face. "They're the love of my life and they motivate me everyday to keep pushing forward and to keep going."
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Male!Nefara x fem! Reader
Prompt- Nefero and the reader go to the mall to splurge on outfits and makeup
She/her pronouns
Fluff/Established relationships
Nickname for the reader- my jewel or my queen
(F/c)- favorite color
(S/f/c)- second favorite color
Art is not mine found it on pinterest
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It was a scareus Saturday the time was 9:23
Withing the De Nile home where a couple getting ready, it was Nefero and his girlfriend [Name], the two where getting ready by the vanity applying their own makeup.
[Name] was applying her lip combo and Nefero was applying the last but of contour on his high cheekbones "Any ideas for today's shopping spree date jewel?" Nefero picked up his setting spray and sprits it over his face
"Hmmm well I was hoping to get a few things maybe a new book to read tonight and a new makeup pallet but get two so we can match, how about that hon?"turning to her boyfriend and smiled at his struggle to fix his hair, she got up and grabbed his brush and got behind him "*sigh* thank you jewel. And ofcourse we xan have matching pallets it's been a while since the last two"
[Name] went through his long hair gently from the bottom up to his scalp, Nefero let out a low hum of satisfaction feeling his girlfriends soft hands on his scalp "no problem hon~" She then started a small braid from the side front downwards and added some hair jewelry  "do you have any specific color pallet in mind?"  [Name] ended decorating one braid and started one more on the other side
Nefero looked at her from the vast mirror of the vanity he stared for a minute with a quizzed look "hmmm I think we should get one with green, blue and gold tones with some shimmer in them" he puffed up his chest proudly as if it wasn't the same type he would get for them since it had his signature colors
what can he say? he loved to see her wear them on a makeup look or for clothes...maybe for underwear too
He blushed at the thought 'I should buy her a set' he chuckled lowly, snapping back to reality as [Name] finish decorating the last braid he turned getting up and holding her by the waist pressing his chest onto her's
[Name] was confused for a moment but soon placed her hand on his waist, the two looked at eachother with loving eyes "ready to go now my jewel" Nefero let go of her and grabbed her hand and with the other got their matching bags
They walked out of the house and into the limo with the sphinx bodyguards in tow
                           At the mall
The two are seen walking hand in hand with the sphinx's on each side of the couple
Ghouls stared in envy of [Name] who walked with confidence,her head held high while turning to Nefero and pointing at the shops, after a few seconds the two decide to head to a popular clothing store
Inside [Name] was fascinated to see the new trends in fashion right before her eyes, it all looked so clawsome!
Nefero turned to [Name] "Meet in 20 minutes and reunite at the dressing room, you'll try out first" the ghoul nodded excitedly and went to the racks,Nefero called from behind "Remember I'm paying!" She snickered ofcourse he would classic Nefero
                  Time skip 20 minutes
[Name] headed to the back of the store to the dressing rooms, she has 3 dresses, 2 tops for bottoms just 2 skirts, plus 3 pairs of shoes to try out
She meets Nefero and she quickly notices that he has a ton more items of clothing than her, which was to be expected from her splurging money boyfriend, don't get her wrong she would do the same but today felt like a minimal day today
She closed the distance between and kissed his cheek "Hey hon~you ready for these amazing picks I got!!" Nefero cup her face with his hands "Show me what you got my jewel" he encouraged and so the ghoul went straight to the dressing room to change quickly, so excited to show him
                        The first dress
Walking out [Name] wore a heart shape knee above the knee dress that was (f/c)  with ribbons that tied around her neck and a ribbon bow at the back with the strings going down to her knee
Nefero looked in aww at the chair he sat across from the stall, " it looks STUNNING on you my jewel!" He clapped enthusiastically "that color looks so good on you" [Name] smiled wide "thank you babe, I can't wait to wear this dress with those heels I like" she turned around and went to put the other ones
[Name] wore the other dresses that where one (s/f/c) that was tight on her skin showing her curves that made Nefero nose bleed and help up a thumbs up making the ghoul laugh harder than she ever did
The third dress was a floor length dark green dress with a slit up her thigh on her right leg, which she intentionally got for Nefero and he coincidently showed she got a suit with the same shade, that ment the next party her father needed to bring the two sons the couple could match, supper voltageus!
Next she wore the other outfits she planed with the two tops that one was a soft yellow the other a autumn orange and 2 skirts one was pencil skirt brown for the orange top and the other was a frilly white skirt for the light yellow top
 
                      On to Nefero
(A.N. I'm a little lazy so I'm not gonna describe his outfits but rest assured that he looked hot in everything)
He had gotten a whole new wardrobe just for him..well that was a little exaggerated but hey you get what I mean
It was an hour after and he was done and he looked good with everything he even had his own shirts that match my own (totally didn't get the sphinx bodyguard that was with you to tell him what you got)
           Time skip at the bookstore
[Name] and Nefero spent 2 hours at the beauty store but eventually found all that they needed and two brand new same eyeshadow pallets to match their makeup look which Nefero excitedly told [Name] that everyone will have another reminder who you are with  and to not think of you as a ghoul below him oh NO
YOU ESPECIALLY  where not below him to him you were a goddess above all else in his eyes
"Hey hon! Look at this cover!" Speaking of the goddesses here she was coming towards him with her radiant smile he looked at her with loving eyes thay was the billion time with the 5 years they've been together
"Let's see" he took it from her, it was a thriller book just like the others in her collection at her room at her parents house "it looks spooktaculas my jewel seems no matter how long we've been together there are two things that don't change about you"
The ghoul looked at him and tilted her head "and those are??" He chuckled and grabbed onto her waist and getting close to her, so close he could smell the sweet vanilla perfume she had put on earlier that made his knees weak by her intoxicating smell, he would have taken her right there but he was a man of class
" your taste in books and you're everlasting beauty inside and out that radiates every day of our life together" he spoke to her in such a sweet tone that it made her fall in love with him once more like the day he confessed
Passing the book the the sphinx next to him He cup her face with one hand and kissed her passionately their lips finding rhythm like the many time before this one and the ones to come
He parted the two where breathless he hummed lowly "your lips taste as of they where the forbidden fruit that lord me in and I let it every single time~~" he wisper into her ear making the girl flustered "thank you, now can we go? I'd like to taste you're forbidden fruit but alone if you get what I mean love" she whispers back
Nefero laughed "why ofcourse~ Let's buy those books and get out of here my queen" he grabbed your hand and kissed it gently making his way up to your collarbone as the two walked
Later on the two had a wonderful time~
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A.N.
Still not that good with smut need to practice but I'm getting good with the intimate kissing and descriptions! I think
I'll make a smut ending later on again need practice haha
Hope you liked this one
Also you can find my oneshot book of these oneshots on my wattpad or quotev at marialikeswritting
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Jackson/Holt x witch!Reader
(This gif is very cute :3)
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Sorry it's literal YEARS but I started writing again :) @slushystarzcrush
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First of all, Jackson was your first friend at Monster High. He felt an instant connection to you because of your « normie status ». Plus that boy had an almost immediate crush on you (he thought you were so cool, I mean a witch??? Hello??)
Before you integrated the main friend group, you and Jackson would hang out together all the time at school, most of the time he would listen to you rant about new spells, curses and charms you were practicing. Or even just do his homework while you were reading your grimoire.
But here’s the thing.
You’re used to listening to music when you practice magic.
So when Jackson saw you under the same tree where you both sat at lunch break, bobbing your head cutely while waving your hand to cast a spell, he didn’t think much of it.
Until he heard-uh oh :0
That’s how you met Holt!
You were honestly surprised Jackson didn’t tell you he was half monster. A shapeshifter? Anyways Holt almost tackled you to the ground when he saw you, saying he was so excited to meet you.
From this point on, you tried to spend every other day with each one. That little arrangement was great for Jackson and Holt since it created an actual schedule where each could « come out ».
While Holt loved the spells and flashy parts of your witchcraft, Jackson was really into the history and lore you would geek about.
Even when you guys started hanging out with the main group, you would always do things together on the side.
Holt was the one to confess, unsurprisingly, Jackson was too self conscious to even think about being able to be your boyfriend.
Holt would absolutely follow you into a dark forest to look for evil spirits.
Both these guys are the embodiment of that meme where a guy is laying in the middle of a ritual circle and his girlfriend is lighting candles and reading a grimoire.
Morticia and Gomez kind of vibe. You also give them a kiss before they turn into the other one, as a « see you later ;) »
I imagine that Jackson and Holt would absolutely help you get body modifications if you want to. I headcanon Jackson to be more into piercings and Holt tattoos.
They both find it very attractive if you try to dress with a certain aesthetic in mind (whatever it might be). They’re both pretty stylish guys, in their own ways, Jackson liking the ‘academic’ kind of vibe and Holt a kind of rockstar punk one.
You guys are honestly giving Cleo and Deuce competition for the most popular couple, but just because you guys’ alchemy is REAL.
On a side note, witch!reader has a ghost aunt but is partially inspired by Baba Yaga. So I imagine the first time the boys are invited over to your house to be kind of funny.
« Your house walks??? ON CHICKEN LEGS?? » Cue Holt trying to climb up on them.
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asteriastarr · 9 months
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Secrets
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AN: This is my first post on tumblr, hope you enjoy and lemme know if you have any requests :)
POV: Deuce and Y/n trying to hide their relationship from their friends.
Three loud knocks rang through Deuces dorm, he quickly got up from his seat and opened the door slightly.
“Hello?” He spoke looking at the two monsters at his door. Infront of him stood Frankie and Clawdeen, he opened his door slightly more, holding the side of it.
“Hey Deuce, have you seen Y/n anywhere? We’ve been looking for her.” Clawdeen asked leaning over to glance around his room.
Deuce glanced to the left, moving his hand slightly before responding “Uhh, nope, haven’t seen her.”
“Oh. Well tell us if you do!” Clawdeen said as the two walked off.
Deuce quickly closed his door and turned to the left of him, he removed his hand from the mouth of the girl he was standing next to before laughing. “They almost caught us there babe.” He laughed as the girl giggled.
“Yeah, but they didn’t.” She responded gently placing a kiss on his lips.
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helenasgraveyard · 6 months
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💎🐍Having Cleo De Nile as a gf💎🐍
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(g1)
She gives gifts. A LOT.
She gets you only the best. Custom made rings, designer clothes in your favorite colors, fancy chocolates, big flower bouquets, anything you can think of.
If you guys go to the maul together, you'll be coming back with a whole new wardrobe and then some.
If you even glance at an item, she buys it for you basically.
She needs lots of attention
LOTS of attention.
She'll basically want to spend time together 24/7
When you guys aren't spending time together in person, you guys are on the phone together.
She loves to talk, but when she isn't, you guys are in a comfortable silence, doing your own thing. She just likes knowing you're there with her.
She'll support you in everything you do. She'll cheer for you at casketball games, help you with your mad science fair project, clap at your band recitals, ect. She never misses an event.
She has nightmares a lot, so anytime you have a sleepover, she hugs you tight and you tell her everything is okay.
She values your opinion a lot, so she'll often go to you for fashion advice
She takes you on amazing dates. Fancy restaurants, bloodway musicals, boovies in fancy theaters, anything you want.
You're good friends with her ghouls, and they all love you! They think you're a perfect match for Cleo.
She still hasn't taken you to meet her family. You only know bits and pieces as to why.
She loves physical touch. She'll always be all over you.
You're really the only person who can calm her down when she's upset.
Nobody's gonna mess with you as long as Cleo is your girlfriend. She'll do anything for you, even if it means cursing someone's bloodline.
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princess-odette · 2 years
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Clawd & Draculaura dating headcanons Poly!
Pairing: Clawd x Female!Reader x Draculaura
Requested by: @lazuli-leenabride
Request: Oh ok! Could you do dating hc with Clawd and Draculaura with a cupid reader? (Fem or gn please) 💖 💖🦇Thank you🐺💖
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Note: This takes place after Valentine is defeated
You were never really friends,in fact you barely spoke to either of them other than a hello in the hallways
But you’ve always admired how much they love each other
Even wished you could have a relationship like that,so when they need your help of course you agreed
You had to use two arrows but you got pushed just a shot them,and they ended up hitting Clawd and Draculaura with them seeing you at the same time.  
After realizing his chance was ruined Valentine left
You got what you wanted,a chance to be a part of their relationship 
But you knew it was wrong,they didn’t choose this and it wasn’t fair to them
You broke the spell which left them both confused until you explain what happened
After that you explain how you felt about them
That’s how you started dating both of them
You were always there for any of their event,mostly the sport events since she was a cheerleader and Clawd always said he was at his best when both of you were there
And you didn’t want to let them down
They would constantly include you in their hobbies and would want to learn about yours
Clawd sometimes struggled with basic relationship stuff,so he’d always be asking for help
“Y/N,please help me”
He only did that because he loved both of you and didn’t want to mess anything up
Draculaura would call you a sorts of nicknames,to the point where you’d constantly be blushing
Although her favorite nickname for you was Sugarcube
You and Draculaura would constantly raid each others closets
Sometimes you’d steal all of Clawd’s hoodies and jackets,which were huge on both of you. 
The best cuddle pile 
Clawd is basically an oversized puppy
But his wolf side took over whenever he got protective or jealous
Which happened a lot do to his insecurity about not being good enough
Both of you could constantly reassure him that you both love him,and that he is good enough.
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yandere-monster-high · 3 months
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Would ya be open to doing Yandere [Poly] Twyla and Howleen with a Ghost S/O?
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You knew them before they knew you
You wanted to be friends with them, but you thought they were way to cool for you
You use your ghost powers, [not to stalk them!] to watch them from afar
Howleen feels like they're being watched and she'll ask Twyla if she feels it and Twyla will use her shadow powers to catch you
You profusely apologize and explain the situation to them
They are more than willing to let you join their duo, making them a trio
It's a good balance between the three of you
Some people assume three's a crowd, but you guys make it work surprisingly well
There's hardly ever a fight between the three of you, usually it's Howleen though, but you and Twyla are pretty calm and understanding [And if you're argumentative too, then at least you have Twyla to step in and calm you both down]
Though, when Twyla's mad, that's how you know you've all fucked up
They soon develop feelings for you and compete with each other, before realizing they'd have a better chance if they worked together
Everyone else already assumed you all were already together, so no one was surprised when it was official
It wasn't much different than when you were friends, which is the best kind of relationship
You all have sleepovers a lot and cuddle before bed [You're usually in the middle, because you know... You're a ghost
Sometimes though, if you can't sleep, Twyla will probably be up
You two don't sleep very much, but Howleen sleeps like a dog [Pun intended]
She's [Twyla] more than willing to listen to whatever aides/bothers you
Howleen tries, but she has a very short attention span and gets distracted easily
Twyla gives you advice on how to solve your problems and it usually helps
Howleen's advice will just get you in trouble, so you don't take her as seriously
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juneberrie · 9 months
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DRIVEWAY ₊ ⊹ ── ✶ ˙ ̟ DEUCE GORGON
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dumb jock ! deuce falls for his tutor
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deuce flipped his most recent dead languages test over, quickly flipped it back over, and slumped in his seat, squeezing his eyes shut behind his glasses.
"yo, man." clawd tapped him on the shoulder. "what'd you get?"
"nothing good, dude," deuce mumbled.
"it can't be as bad as heath."
heath broke into a laugh and replied, "yeah, i got a 40! it's not like you could've gotten any worse than m—"
"i got a ten," deuce relented. he didn't need to open his eyes to see their widened eyes and gaping mouths. "yeah, i know."
"oh man. you think coach'll let you play next weekend?" clawd asked, tone worried. next weekend was the big casketball game, and coach had a strict c-average rule for his players. deuce was already straddling the line between a c and a d, but that test was going to drop him down to an f at least.
"definitely not," deuce said. "it's whatever, you guys'll do fine without me playing." he cracked an eye open to see clawd and heath exchange skeptical looks, but they dropped the topic for the rest of class.
at the end of the hour, just as deuce was gathering up his books, mr. rotter called him up to the front of the class. shooting a pleading glance at his friends, who shrugged apologetically, he shuffled down the steps to his teacher.
"'sup, mr. rotter?" deuce greeted. his teacher looked him up and down and scoffed.
"mr. gorgon, are you aware that you failed the test we just took last class?"
deuce looked down and scuffed his sneaker on the wooden floor. "yeah," he mumbled.
mr. rotter sighed and rubbed his temple. "you won't be able to play this weekend."
deuce nodded.
"coach igor's not gonna like that . . . but if you get your grades up in time for next week's quiz, you could be on track to play at the next game."
the next game was only two weeks out, and it was against their biggest rivals
"okay, sweet. how do i do that?" he asked.
"well, i could assign you a tutor."
deuce's head snapped up and some of his snakes hissed. "mr. r, man, you've gotta be kidding. a tutor? can't i do like, extra credit or something?"
"there are no more extra credit assignments for the rest of the semester," mr. rotter deadpanned. "you either don't play until you get your grades up by yourself or you can meet with the tutor. it's one or the other, mr. gorgon."
deuce groaned. "alright, alright. what's the tutor's name?"
"y/n."
he shrugged. "dunno 'em."
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he wished he knew them sooner. the two weeks had gone by incredibely fast and mr. rotter's quiz was the next day. y/n was sitting across the small library table holding a stack of flashcards.
deuce kept getting every other question wrong because he kept looking at their eyes.
they sighed. "deuce. focus. the quiz is tommorow!" they sighed, putting the flashcards down between them and dropping their head into their hands. "oh my ghoul, the quiz is tommorow!"
"yeah, it is," deuce rubbed his neck sheepishly. "do you wanna...?" he gestured to the cards. his tutor, his crush, sighed again and looked up. they looked exhausted.
"yeah, sure," they said. they started to reach for the flashcards but deuce got an idea and put his hands over the cards. their fingers bumped into each other and y/n quickly pulled their hand back, eyes wide.
"wait. why don't we take a break?" he offered.
"a break? deuce we—"
"just like, thirty minutes," he protested. "we can go get a soda or a milkshake. anything to get out of this musty library."
their face transformed from a stressed, exasparated grimace into a bright smile. "milkshakes?"
"yeah!" deuce loved their smile.
"like..." their smile turned hesitant. "like a date?" they cocked their head to the side.
deuce's face flushed, and his snakes hissed. "i mean... if you want it to be a date," he replied, trying to act nonchalant.
". . . sure," they smiled.
"wait, really?" he asked, taken aback by their answer.
"yeah, i wanna get outta here too," they joked. "plus, you're like. . . really cute." they turned their face down to the table.
"then let's go!" deuce pushed his chair back and grabbed their hand. "c'mon."
they laughed all the way down the halls and into the parking lot, where they slid into the passenger seat of deuce's car.
a few minutes later, they were sipping on milkshakes, sitting on the hood of his car and watching the sun dip behind the horizon.
"y'know, this is way more fun than studying for rotter's stupid quiz," deuce said.
"definitely," y/n agreed. they took a long slurp of their milkshake, pulling out their phone to check the time. "oh, shit man. i've gotta get home. curfew, y'know?" they slid off the hood.
deuce looked down at them, disappointed, before his face lit up with another idea. "i can drive you home," he offered.
they looked up at him. he could feel a hot flush creeping up his neck and into his cheeks.
"that'd be nice."
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y/n pushed open the passenger side door and got out. they waved goodbye and thanked deuce for the milkshake. "good luck tomorrow," they grinned. "you're gonna do great either way, cause, y'know." they pointed at themselves. "i'm your tutor."
deuce laughed and watched as they walked up their driveway.
"wait!" he called out. he quickly got out of his car and ran to meet them in the middle of their drive. "uh . . ."
one of his snakes hissed in his ear, berating him for being nervous. he shook his head and took a deep breath.
"do you wanna, uh. . . do this again soon?" he asked. y/n looked confused.
"the— the tutoring?" they questioned.
"no," deuce chuckled. "like, the milkshakes. the. . . the date."
"oh. oh! yeah, no totally sure!!!" y/n rambled. i'd rather see that twinkle in their eye rather than look at the stars, deuce thought. "that'd— that'd be nice. actually, that'd be great," they smiled.
"sweet."
"cool."
they both stood there, in the middle of the driveway, staring at each other like middle school crushes. then, y/n leaned forward and pressed a kiss to deuce's cheek.
they pulled back with wide eyes. "bye! see you later— tomorrow! uh—" they scrambled back towards the steps of their porch. "g'night, deuce!"
they shut the door behind them, and through the silhouette in the window, deuce saw them jump in the air, pumping their fist up.
he laughed and raised a hand to the cheek they kissed. "g'night, y/n."
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Headcannons for Deuce? Can be SFW, with a fem! reader, maybe one that’s like the opposite of Cleo, and how Deuce manages it? The ghoul can be like a vampire or hybrid of some sort?
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When he met you he was calm at first, he thought you were pretty chill, cool to hang around
until Cleo broke up with him again, because of her family.. again
Deuce is tired of it, and he decides this time is the last, he isn’t waiting around trying to prove he’s enough for her anymore
So he turns to you, his friend, someone he can trust, and it’s almost criminal when he realizes he should’ve met you long ago because you seemed so right
you two bond more, your less about perfection, more about being fun
he feels no pressure from anyone and this time being with you feels right, it doesn’t feel wrong, he feels like he belongs with you, like equals
The school takes a bit longer to accept the relationship, but eventually people get used to it and even begin to like you two together
He’s very anxious sometimes, i feel like cleo is more uptight and very precise about everything, which he did like about her but in turn made him very self conscious about things
he does like cooking for you though, and he’s really good at it
If your a vampire he’ll try to find things you both can enjoy, mirror mazes are fun together since it’s more like a hide and seek for the two of you, and he’s actually really good at it
if your like draculara things are easier, you two eat out together and try new things
But in the sense you aren’t, you usually sit together while he eats, it’s never really awkward though, it’s more just relaxing and being around one another
you two definitely have matching bracelets, his is green and yours is (favorite color)
his snakes also really like you, they’re cute so it’s difficult not to like them
your very laid back, a nonchalant type of ghoul, and he really likes that
you two can vibe together, since he’s also very laidback and almost ‘whatever’ about everything
he’s actually pretty smart, so most times he’ll set up study dates for the two of you, since cleo usually had ghoulia doing her work
he’s a music head, he always has headphones in or is always listening to music, heaven forbid someone tell him to shut it off he will throw a fit
you guys listen to music together, or talk about songs you like together and he really enjoys that with you
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nightmare-dreamt · 11 months
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Hello!! May I request a monster high x Fem!reader, who's a new student. She ran into some students, and she looks like a human, so everyone thought she was a normie, but she turns out to be a monster with powers. She can turn into a human form or a monster form, so shes still the same person, but she can change her looks, she can change her looks to a human or her monster form.
But she's also
🥀DROP
💋DEAD
❤️‍🔥GORGEOUS
When everyone though she was a normie some actually though she was the best looking normie they've seen before, but obviously chosenot to say and wouldn't admit it. But when they found out she was a monster, (half monster half normie) when she turns into her monster form she's even more beautiful🥹💕
Everyone's jaw would probably drop🤭
Monster high x beautiful half normie and half monster Fem!reader.
Can it be a oneshot please?🥺 If you want it to be a headcannon or something, that's also fine, but can you also include the characters such as the Frankie and the ghouls, and the guys too, like heath, Holt and etc in the oneshot/headcanon.
Sorry this looks long, it's probably cause of how much I wrote-
Anyways thanks and have a good day/night!!
Monster High Request:
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Frankie:
Human Form: When the two of you first met, it was when you and your human friends were trying to save their monster friend Holt. The two of you got along really well and shared similar ideas when it came to saving their friend.
When her eyes landed on your form, her heart stopped unlike the way it usually does and now butterflies were in her stomach making her feet heavier than before. You were like a god/goddess in her eyes and she didn't know what to do. When you felt eyes on your back, you turned meeting her gaze which led to her blushing profusely and popping her hand off to cover her face.
Monster Form: You tried your hardest to hide your monster form, afraid of what everyone might have thought but it was bound to be revealed sooner or later. You slipped up one day when transforming late at night and assuming everyone was sleeping, but a photo was taken and soon spreaded around about your true identity.
When she saw the picture a clear confusion was on their face, but then admiration and adoration took over and their heart began beating faster. Frankle thinks both of your forms are super cool and they're fine with you being in either one. They make sure to help figure out who took your picture and spreaded it, refusing to stand this hatred against you and your monster identity.
Draculaura:
Human Form: You met the vampire from Frankie who introduced you to their friends wanting all of you to get along and become great friends as well. At first, you were afraid, never having met a vampire before, but when you got to know the pink vampire your fear faded away. You got along with her well and always had sleepovers together, laughing and enjoying your time with each other.
It was hard for her since she thought her feelings were for Clawd, but when the two of you began hanging out more and more new found feelings began to form. She's gone through the pros and cons of dating both of you, but everything seemed evened out besides the fact that you're a human…
Monster form: She saw the photo and didn't believe it, unsure if the photo was even real, totally believing that you were full human without a single scent of monster in you. Her skin grew darker with a blush when seeing your gorgeous looks on your monster form as well making her choice now even more difficult.
Clawdeen:
Human Form: When the two of you met, it was strange. The two of you didn't talk much besides when one of the others were around and helped start the conversations. The two of you were basically mutals that had the same friends.
You weren't that close with her until the group went to Paris and she had you model one of her outfits. In the moment, when she saw your form in one of her outsides shining in the moonlight, her mind went blank with only you in her thoughts. She couldn't help but think how good you looked with the moon shining onto your skin and the outfit that fit your body perfectly, hitting everything correctly just like how she had planned.
Monster Form: When her eyes landed on the picture, the same thing from Paris occurred with your mind going blank and only you in her thoughts. She then felt anger knowing someone took your picture without your permission and revealed your secret that was clearly hidden for a reason. She was quick to come and comfort you making sure that everything was alright. (She won't admit it, but she also went to see your monster form in person and you looked even more exquisite in person)
Clawd:
Human Form: You met the werewolf from his sister and his crush, which wasn't a great idea because now he was facing one of the greatest choices of his life. For the past month, he's been seeing Draculaura, but when you showed up his heart and mind haven't been the same and he liked it. His feelings for the vampire were still there but he now also had feelings for you as well.
Monster Form: You had shown him and when you did his eyes widened instantly seeing your glowing complexion and soon the air felt like it was taken out of him. You made him nervous and he didn't know what to do, making things even worse for his relationship as you also started getting closer with the vampire. He knew deep down that he had to do the right thing, but something else held him down.
Holt:
Human Form: You met him when trying to save his counterpart from the other humans who thought all monsters were bad, which wasn't true at all. You were shocked when seeing him going through the same thing you were. When attending monster high, the first thing you did was look for him and show him your form wanting to show him that having two sides wasn't always bad.
Monster Form: When he saw that you were just like him, his heart fluttered knowing he wasn't alone in this world of being human and monster. You became great friends with him spending most of your time at monster high with him talking about the strange things the two of you have done with your abilities. When news about your transromation became known, he stood up for you making sure no one treated you the way they treated him for being human and monster.
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A/n - Sorry I couldn't do all of the characters. this was already over two pages and would have been more. If you want I can do a part 2 with more characters :)
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yandere-wishes · 2 months
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It's going to be a while before this fic is out. But you guys know the drill. Let me know in the comments if you want to be tagged.
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