#crypt writes

🫐 juniper came to the twst world straight from their bedroom, in their pjs,, they where deeply embarrassed that actual real life people (and not fake dream people) saw them in their 'never-let-anyone-see-me-wear-this' outfit

🫐 the hoodie that they always wear is one of the only things they have left of their original world, so they almost never take it off (except on wash days)

🫐 juniper is the type of person to awkwardly smile to a stranger/classmate then shuffle away. but, with people they are close with they are cackling like a hyena and attacking being very affectionate

🫐can infact cook decent meals but doesnt usually cause they're lasy asf. ppl usually think they dont know how to cook or is a bad cook

🫐 their hair is definitely dyed, so when it started to fade, people (read: deuce) genuinely though that they where dying and needed to go to the hospital

🫐 juniper tends to hang out with deuce and ace the most, so at some point the heartslabyul upperclassmen kinda just adopted them

🫐 juniper is chaotic, joyous, whimsical, sarcastic, but most of all 100% really easy to rage bait

🫐 very expressive, poker face is just them making a face in an attempt to not make a face

🫐juniper is definitely super mischievous, but not really the type to play hardcore pranks. will they move your pencil case half an inch away from you every few minutes just to mess with you? absolutely.

🫐 goes to sams shop alot just incase he happened to have sstuff they recognized/reminded them of home

🫐 was once caught full blown sobbing when a stray cat sat on their lap (tears of absolute pure joy)

🫐 Juniper smells like unscented soap, vintage furniture, and a foreign scent no one can quite put thier finger on

Finnigan is the type of guy to help a granny cross the street then insist on carrying her groceries home because she reminded him of his own granny

Finnigan is the typa guy to carry pads, tampons, and candy on him at all times (a habit he pick up by being raised by alot of women)

Despite having multiple part time jobs and a long list of expenses, Finnigan still manages to save enough to buy himself a concert ticket to see his favorite artist

Finnigan is definitely the type of guy to make friendship bracelets and kandi with Crow then trade it at said concert

Finnigans the type of guy to put a stranger on his shoulders so they can see better (even if he cant see)

Finnigan would also be the type of guy to pretend to be a girls boyfriend to get a creep off of her back (that, or he would act like the creep was hitting on him, then start flirting back with exaggeration until the creep leaves)

No matter where he goes, Finnigan always manages to turn heads because people cant help but be drawn to his charms and boyish grins

Finnigan, who learns how to cook so he can make cute bento boxes for Crow so that she can eat cute lunches everyday, then bikes her to school (even if it makes him late to his own classes)

Finnigan 100% would smell like some ramdom generic Cologne you buy at a department store mixed with fresh cut fruit and a light hint of sea salt

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found this in my notebook

some haku story and lore😽😽

@thedrabblecollective

c/w: allusions to death

Everyone always questioned why Haku wore two-- no, three wedding rings.

The first one was a simple silver band that wrapped around his finger. A wedding ring for his current husband, a man who taught him to love again.

The second was gold with leaf details and an oval garnet stone, belonging to his late wife who he has long since outlived.

The last ring was copper, so old that it could hardly be considered a ring. It belonged to his father, and is a symbol for a contract he made.

whoop wwhoop day fourrrrrr!! this is actually rlly fun i thought it was gonna be hard(it is a pain in the ass getting exactly 100 words thouh)

@thedrabblecollective

c/w: none

"BOY DID YOU STACK MY CRATES LIKE I ASKED?!"

"Y-yes sir!"

“REALLY? CUZ’ IT SURE AINT LOOKIN' LIKE IT! I TOLD YOU TO STACK 'EM OVER HERE NOT OVER THERE!"

Well Finnigan screwed up. He had taken on another commission; helping an old man bring in his big delivery. But no matter what he did, the old man never seemed satisfied.

With a sigh, Finnigan picked up a crate and got started again. As he worked, he saw a portrait of a beautiful woman. “Sir? Who'se this?”

day 3 chat😼

@thedrabblecollective

c/w: implied character death

He knew it was unhealthy. Being alone all of the time. By himself, in the woods, with no other people within a day's walk. All he had was himself, and the creatures who lived there. It was their home, and his too.

Morell didn't care for anyone else. He shouldn't, not after what happened.

People come and go. Morell knew that. But he was supposed to die too, not live life without the other half of his soul. It wasn't supposed to be that way.

He made an oath to himself.