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"The plural is succubussy and incubussy."
"I'm not a grammarian, but that doesn't... sound right..." Jim screws up her face. "What about succubodes?"
hokay, starter call! specify muse pretty pls.
headcanon meme: ice cream flavors edition.
Almond Chocolate Coconut: a touch headcanon.
Bacon Ice Cream: a "what were you even thinking" headcanon.
Black Raspberry Cheesecake: a sexuality and/or romanticism headcanon (romantic orientation, sexual orientation, etc).
Cactus Fruit Sorbet: a "this shouldn't work but it does" headcanon.
Cherry Garcia: a role model/inspiration headcanon.
Chubby Hubby: a body image/self esteem headcanon.
Chunky Monkey: a names, addresses, nicknames, etc. headcanon.
Cookies and Cream: a family headcanon.
Cotton Candy Explosion: a childhood/child(ren) headcanon.
Death By Chocolate: an indulgence/guilty pleasure headcanon.
Devil's Food Chocolate: a vice headcanon.
Dulce de Leche: a happy/sweet romantic or queer platonic headcanon.
Elderberry: a hurt/comfort headcanon.
Entangled Mints: a friendship headcanon.
Espresso 'n Cream: a coffee/tea/coffee-shop (AU)/caffeine headcanon.
Fudge Behaving Badly: a misbehaving/getting into trouble headcanon.
Ginger CrÚme Brûlée: a gender headcanon (gender identity, gender presentation, butch/femme, gender feels, etc).
Half Baked: a bad idea/poor planning headcanon.
Heartbreak Healer: a sad/angsty romantic or queer platonic headcanon.
Jasmine Peach Tea: a self-care/self-love headcanon.
Kahlua Almond Fudge: a language/words headcanon.
Kiwi Midori: a creative arts headcanon.
Lemon Angel Food: a virtue headcanon.
Lemon-Lime Sorbet: a sexual/NC-17 headcanon (alt: a secret(s) h/c).
Magic Mint Cookie: a magic/supernatural headcanon (alt: a taste h/c).
Masque of the Raspberry Sorbet: a fear/horror headcanon (alt: a costume(s)/facade(s) headcanon).
Neapolitan: an intimacy/vulnerability (or lack thereof) headcanon.
Orange Pineapple Whip: a kinky headcanon (alt: an eccentricity h/c).
Oreo Cheesecake: a physical health/disability headcanon.
Peanut Butter Plum Cherry: a soulmate/soulmate AU headcanon (alt: an unconditional love headcanon)
Phish Food: a music headcanon.
Purple Daze: a stoner/drugs headcanon.
Rainbow Cream: a nature headcanon.
Road Trip: a travel or escapism headcanon.
Rocky Road: a difficulty or struggle headcanon.
SNAFU (Strawberries Naturally All Fudged Up): a mistake(s) headcanon.
Strawberry Rhubarb Crunch: a mental health/neurodivergent headcanon.
Tennessee Mud: an alcohol, drunkenness, intoxication headcanon.
Tuxedo Strawberry: a well-dressed headcanon (any headcanon about clothes).
Vanilla Fudge Ripple: a strength headcanon.
White Raspberry Truffle: a weakness headcanon.
Wildberry Chocolate Chunk: a social life headcanon.
"Oh?"
The Duke's jacket is already off, his cane set aside and leaning on the far wall of the room. He sniffs the air, wafting the smell of Jules' cooking towards himself. Garlic, meat, tomatoes, spices, and just a hint of red wine.
"You say that as if I've ever disliked anything you've cooked," he says with a laugh. "Although, there was that tiramisu that I thought could've been better. But it wasn't inedible."
"Iy, every time you come over we have to talk about that tiramisu? Good fuckin' thing too it wasn't inedible, you'da been dead halfway through your fourth helping." Despite the exasperation in her words, she's smiling as she brings the plates to the table. The lasagna is still steaming; she holds up a hand of warning. "Don't burn your tongue. Let it cool. Tell me where you've been?"
She loves her job, mostly, but the schedule is a killer; she has to take all her vacation vicariously.
"I, uh-"
A pulsing sensation in her head had woken her from a deep sleep, and her kitchen's bottle of ibuprofen and access to cold water was the closest she'd ever get to the experiencing finding an oasis in the desert. The figure taking inventory in her fridge is quite the surprise to wake up to, but she'll give xem the benefit of the doubt. If this is merely a waking dream, it's of no use to get worked up about shadows playing tricks on her eyes.
"Usually I just toss it when it starts to smell weird. Grab me a beer while you're in there?"
"Your wish," xe answers. Xe grabs a beer from the fridge and tosses it to her in an easy underhand arc, then grabs another before considerately closing the fridge door. There's a shiver - something like a heat wave tongues the air around xem - and then when xe looks at Haven again, it's with Haven's own face. Xe holds up the second beer, but doesn't open it. "Permit a humble visitor the liberty of sharing?"
// i've been out of the game too long, guys, how the fuck do we trim posts these days
@marchandmodeste liked for a starter!
"Trying something new tonight," Jules announces, tapping her wooden spoon against the rim of the pot. She doesn't need to turn around to know the Duke's made his appearance - the creaking of her sturdy dining room chair gives him away. Besides, the dinner invitation said 7:30, and he's always had a gentleman's punctuality. "You're invited because you'll be honest with me about it."
She starts filling a plate of lasagna bolognese, finally turning to greet him with a grin. "You didn't think you were getting anything for free, did you?"
@nonempyreal liked for a starter!
BĂȘte, like the scent of cigarette smoke, or like the eyes in certain paintings, or like a stray dog, has a tendency to follow. It's how xe's ended up here. Haven's door and its lock are as sturdy as ever, but BĂȘte is on the other side of them anyways, rifling through her fridge. Xe wears the same guise xe'd worn when she passed xem on the street: a shadowy bramble more or less in the shape of a man. Xe pulls a bottle of ketchup from the mostly-bare shelves and turns it over in xir thorned hands.
"Tis not my place by far, but I cannot help but wonder if you know the expiration dates on this shit."
hokay, starter call! specify muse pretty pls.
steal something from Jules's room
everyday cufflinks
Special Occasion cufflinks
stack of law books
empty coffee mugs, assorted
mysterious ivory-colored rosary
Principessa's dog bed
the most atrocious necktie you've seen in your life
vintage wristwatch, slightly scuffed
original Old Spice cologne
hair gel
[absolutely covered in crypt dust] hi
Petplay. dog that doesn't listen to commands and hates you because you're a shitty dog owner
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Vamptober Day 1: Stranger in Town
They come across the town by lanternlight. The moon, who should be full, has retired to her chambers and drawn the curtains. Madigan draws the wagon to a stuttering halt, whispering soothing nothings to the horse. Its eyes show white even in the darkness, but it knows better than to bolt. It might even last him until the next town.
The hand-carved sign says Deliverance. The nerve-wracked huddle of shops and homes says something else. The snake stirs lazily in Madigan's pack, and he smiles at the sleeping town. Tomorrow morning, the good folks of Deliverance will see the travelling medicine show wagon. Tomorrow night, they'll get to see Madigan and His Medical Marvels.
But tonight, he gets to see them first.
These are the prompts I'm using for this year! Anyone who wants to is free to use them as well. Plain text version under the cut:
They're always eating everything
[image description: screenshots of instagram reels of men posing moodily with text superimposed. the texts read: "lose the shirt, woman. or i'll chew it off you"; "he takes the ring off her finger using his teeth and.. swallows it."; "him hiding in her bathroom and sucking on her used towel." end description.]