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[fabletonrp]

Drabbley Headcanon Development Askbox Meme

How we do these: 

Memes open up on the main and usually close between a few days and a week later (We’ll close this one on Sunday, October 22.)  You don’t need to reblog them onto the dash.  This was inspired by this post (x).

Make sure your ask/anon are on, then like the post if you want to play. If you want select characters to be involved, just comment and list the chars you’d like to open up for the meme.  

Since only primary blogs can send messages, feel free to anon the character you want to answer. I’ll put together a list of those who are in for reference at some point.  

Tag your replies fablememe13.  

Most importantly - HAVE FUN!

Ask the Mun for a Drabble/Fic of their Muse based on...

💋 - Their first kiss ☠️ - A near death experience 👓 🕶 - Their favorite memory with your Muse 🍧 - A silly scenario 💔 - A heartbreak 🖤 - The time they almost lost it completely 🐩 - Discovering their pet/favorite animal 🌈 - Their sexuality realization 🌪 - A quiet moment ⚡️ - A loud moment 🌚 - Their thoughts late at night 🌝 - Their thoughts early in the morning 🚨 - A terrifying scenario ⛺️ - Their first night away from their guardians ⛵️ - An accidental adventure 🔫 - A moment of crime 🎉 - A celebration 🎈 - Their most recent birthday 🎁 - An early birthday 💢 - A frustrating moment 🌠 - An idiotic scenario

[neverletyoufall]

🐩 - Discovering their pet/favorite animal

Cor and Buzzby didn't hit it off immediately. In fact, the bumble wouldn't let anyone come near him at first, least of all a faerie prince. His hive had been destroyed by a badger, and that was how Cor first discovered him, in the wreckage of what used to be his home. He went to the meadow a few days a week from then on and mostly just sat quietly or practiced his footwork while he waited for the bee to get used to his presence. It took patience, and Cornelius had that in spades. When the badger returned unexpectedly, it was Cor who got into a spot of trouble with it. Buzzby distracted it at a critical moment, and Cor hopped on his back so they could escape. They were best friends after that, and Buzzby was always the lead partner in crime in all of Cor's adventures from then on--much to Queen Tabitha's dismay. No matter what she said, he could not see the argument for riding white butterflies.

[nightmarejack]

🌝 - Their thoughts early in the morning

Morning was perhaps the only time Jack didn't rush himself to get any work done. It didn't happen every day. By design he was a very busy man, but a few times a week he found himself with a morning all his own. It was likely he'd stayed up late into the night hunched over a desk or a body in the morgue before catching a few hours of sleep, so he was allowed be sluggish for that first hour when the sun trickled in around the edges of the blinds and the smell of coffee filled his neglected apartment. Human bodies had an irritating need for things like sleep, and he often missed the simplicity of being dead. Of course, having a physical body also came with perks, but since Jack wasn't using his for any of those, he wasn't inclined to feel grateful. No, dead was certainly better.

Not everyone knew it, but there was a one-eyed witch in Halloweentown who told fortunes. Even as the Pumpkin King, he hadn't really believed in such things, but it was part of his job to know about and care for all his people. Maybe not a part of the job he was good at, but still. She'd cornered him once in the Town Square for a reading. At the time, he brushed off her words as nonsense, a flair for the dramatic that he could appreciate even if he valued the truth more. He was relatively new at being king then, and his ambition was at the forefront of his mind. There wasn't time for a mad old lady's rambling, not then, but over the years, he found himself returning to her words.

That was what he thought about as he sat blearily over the first cup of coffee at his small two-seater table. A little haunted house surrounded by trees. A lovely wife, whose face he could never quite see but could easily guess at. Four or five skeleton children. A tiny, quaint dream, more a fairytale than Halloweentown had ever been. Morning was the only time of day Jack allowed himself to think about the things he would never have.

@stitchedsally

[themightyhercules]

🌪 - A quiet moment

Neither Hercules nor Tiana were prone to laziness. She loved her work, and his demigod impulses kept him active most of the time, but there was the occasional night where they were both tired or homesick for the other at the same time. Curled up with Tia on the couch, at his place or her place, while a superhero film flickered on the television, were some of the softest, quietest moments of his life.

[mighty-and-powerful-miguel]

🚨 - A terrifying scenario

Miguel had often had dreams about it, waking up old and fat in his father’s office with three disappointed children and a miserable wife, as if the entirety of his life so far had never happened. It was possibly the one thing that feared him most, returning to the mould his family had made for him, no matter how hard he tried to run from it. In the past he’d run with his legs, but it seemed even worlds apart, there was something still holding him back. With each passing year, when he looked in the mirror, he saw less and less of himself and more of the men that had come before him, all old and sad and dull. That was the last thing he wanted, even if escaping it killed him.

[somebodycall-ix-i-i]

🖤 - The time they almost lost it completely

It was after Nikos’ father died and it dawned on him that his family’s survival rested solely on his shoulders. He sat beside his father’s deathbed and his father took hold of his hand and made him promise he wouldn’t let them fall apart. Though Nikos agreed he believed that his father would recover so he didn’t put much stock into his promise.

Then it happened he had returned home from fields to his mother sobbing. Nikos froze in the doorway before turning on his heels and walked away without a word. He kept walking letting it sink in all the while wanting to sob himself as he screamed about how unfair it all was. Instead of screaming and cursing the gods Nikos walked all the way to the town where he purchased an urn for his father’s ashes before returning home.

[smartass-shock-blog]

👓 🕶 - Their favorite memory with Sally

It was after she got back with Pierce’s spiders and slide the box across the counter at Sally. Unfortunately the counter was slicker than Shock had thought and the box nearly fell off causing her to scream in panic which turned into laughter after she caught the shoe box without losing one spider. It was their little secret and made Shock feel good to know that she wasn’t the only one who was sick of sitting by while Oogie got away with so much. 

For the first time it felt like she had a plan and that she stood a chance. That night they made little coffins for the spiders while watching movies and eating themselves sick with popcorn and sweets. Maybe if Shock was lucky Sally would tech her some poison recipes.

Mentioned: @stitchedsally

[smartass-shock-blog]

🐩 - Discovering their pet/favorite animal

Shock was helping Annie with shelter by cleaning cages and petting all fluffy things she could get her hands on. In the bottom cage in the far corner was what appeared to be large black dust-bunny. He didn’t move at first even when Shock stuck her finger through the bars to poke him. She was terrified that he was dead and shot up with tears in her eyes as she looked for Annie. Then she heard the angriest and oddly deep little meow.

Shock was so relieved that he wasn’t dead that she opened the cage to scoop him up in her arms. Once in her arms he went limp as he looked around at the shelter. “One day I’ll steal you.” Shock whispered to him.

Mentioned: @afflictedannie