❝We fight for truth, justice... and the American way. ❞
❨ In which the author writes imagines &
preferences for your favorite vampire slaying brothers. ❩
❨ edgar frog & alan frog x reader imagines! ❩
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❨ the characters of edgar & alan frog...
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— preference of how the reader met edgar & alan frog.
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EDGAR: You were new to the small, beach town of Santa Carla. You were instantly taken back by how the people there were so different, yet so unique in their choices in fashion and attitude. Maybe you wouldn't be able to fit in as soon as you arrived, but you knew at one point you would be able to find your type of crowd.
For now, though, you walked amongst the boardwalk, people watching and window shopping. You had already set your room up, unpacked and all the things that most people wouldn't typically look forward to when moving to a new place.
You smirked to yourself as you noticed a graffiti wall. You observed all the... interesting, expressive art that had been spray painted onto it. You dug into your purse for a moment, just waiting for your fingertips to hit the plastic cap of your black sharpie you always carried around with you.
When you finally found it, you instantly took the cap off, and began to add to the "art wall". You simply put:
"Y/N WUZ HERE <3"
Suddenly, a voice rang out right behind you:
"You know that's illegal, right?"
You turned around swiftly, and met eyes with a dirty blonde. He was adorned in a black and red flannel, jeans, combat boots, and a bandana tied around his head. The bandana was an interesting fashion choice... but who were you to judge, really?
You chuckled as you simply continued to add to the wall,
"I saw approximately three drug deals happen right in front of my own eyes, today... I'm pretty sure the Santa Carla police have more to worry about than some stupid lines on a wall."
The boy furrowed his eyebrows slightly at your response, a little surprised at the fact that you just continued.
"So, you think that just gives you the right to color on walls like a little kid, huh?"
You stopped your decorating once more, and only turned your head this time to look at him.
"Who are you? The graffiti police?"
You giggled at your own joke, returning to what you were doing before. He opened his mouth to respond, but for some reason, couldn't even find a response. He crossed his arms as he stared at what you were drawing,
