Things about Anton Shudder and why you should appreciate him just as much as I do:
He has long black hair. (Very sexy)
Apparently he is toned af. (Very sexy)
He runs a hotel called The Midnight Hotel.
Bromance with long dead cinnamon roll we all pretend isn't dead. (He isn't dead)
Hugged Valkyrie Cain of his own volition. (Sweetheart)
Saved Saracen when he rolled down a hill into enemy camp.
His birthday. (Need I say more?)
His power is so scary and volatile and rare and painful for him. (And requires him
to take off his shirt when he needs to use it!!)
Everyone is afraid of him but his friends see him for the ridiculous sweetheart we all know he is.
Tried to make a joke. Once. It didn't go down well.
Apparently he is toned af. (Very sexy)
He runs a hotel called The Midnight Hotel.
Bromance with long dead cinnamon roll we all pretend isn't dead. (He isn't dead)
Hugged Valkyrie Cain of his own volition. (Sweetheart)
Saved Saracen when he rolled down a hill into enemy camp.
His birthday. (Need I say more?)
His power is so scary and volatile and rare and painful for him. (And requires him
to take off his shirt when he needs to use it!!)
Everyone is afraid of him but his friends see him for the ridiculous sweetheart we all know he is.
Tried to make a joke. Once. It didn't go down well.
Quotes from Anton that are amazing:
"All stories are good stories, even the bad ones."
"If you can survive three nights like that then that is all I will ever need to know about you."
" Nonesense. She needs to hear every story. She's one of us now."
"I had to save you."
"In the past, when welcoming a new Dead Man into the fold, the tradition was to hit them across the jaw, as hard as we could."
"Hugging is much nicer."
"See? I can make jokes too."
"You slipped. I was there. You slipped and fell down the hill and rolled into their camp."
"You're on your knees in the hands of your enemies, your word means little."
"He wouldn't stop screaming."
"I've never lifted weights in my life. My muscle mass is a natural part of my being genetically superior to you."
"Night falls early here. And the fog is coming. See it? It's rolling down from the mountains. We don't have long."
"Complaining is for little girls. With no offence to little girls."
"I have seen you in action. I have seen you rise to the occasion when lessen men would crumble. The corpse attack, for instance."
"If you can survive three nights like that then that is all I will ever need to know about you."
" Nonesense. She needs to hear every story. She's one of us now."
"I had to save you."
"In the past, when welcoming a new Dead Man into the fold, the tradition was to hit them across the jaw, as hard as we could."
"Hugging is much nicer."
"See? I can make jokes too."
"You slipped. I was there. You slipped and fell down the hill and rolled into their camp."
"You're on your knees in the hands of your enemies, your word means little."
"He wouldn't stop screaming."
"I've never lifted weights in my life. My muscle mass is a natural part of my being genetically superior to you."
"Night falls early here. And the fog is coming. See it? It's rolling down from the mountains. We don't have long."
"Complaining is for little girls. With no offence to little girls."
"I have seen you in action. I have seen you rise to the occasion when lessen men would crumble. The corpse attack, for instance."
My Shudderkin fanfiction
- The Midnight Cat:
- Anton Shudder had a cat.
- It had snuck into his Hotel in a forest in Japan a little before midday and now here it was in the snow of Sweden looking surprisingly unconcerned at the sudden shift of scenery.
- So now Anton Shudder had a cat.
- It was thin but it's black coat was healthy and glossy. Its eyes were emerald and startling and it narrowed them happily and gave a lazy flick of its tail when it caught him looking. Anton had to admit it was a rather endearing feline.
- He wondered how the hell he was going to get rid of it.
- Anton turned away from the windowsill the cat was curled up on and walked back behind his desk before pulling a plain, black notebook from under the work surface. He flipped to the final pages where he had first written the hotel's schedule.
- The Midnight Hotel was due back in Japan in exactly seven days. That wasn't too terrible, he could survive a week with his new guest.
- Day 1:
- Anton woke to rain and a scratching noise. He took a moment to wake up fully before checking the time. 3.00AM.
- He sighed and swung his long legs out of his bed and silently padded barefoot across the carpeted floor to his bedroom door to investigate this mysterious sound.
- His hand was closing on the doorknob when he heard the mewling. Memories of his stowaway came flooding back. He raised his eyes to the ceiling in irritation and opened the door to a blur of dark fur that wound itself around his ankles affectionately.
- He went back to his bed.
- Somehow despite the cat making a bed of his pillow and the loud storm outside his window he managed to fall asleep. For about half an hour until his door was flung open by a very wet, very annoyed and very loud redhead cursing and dripping all over his carpet.
- "Larrikin? Larrikin, what are you doing?"
- "M'soaking" came Larrikin's voice muffled by the shirt he was wrestling over his head.
- "You. Are. An. Elemental. And I am trying to sleep."
- Larrikin was silent for a second before he fell heavily behind Anton into the bed. Completely dry.
- "Moron." Anton smiled, lacing his fingers with the hand that Larrikin had draped over his waist.
- After Larrikin had settled down Anton did eventually manage to get back to sleep for good.
- When he woke the next morning it was to find two green eyes frowning down at him.
- "...yes?" He asked wearily, rather confused by the expression on his friend's face.
- "Were you just....purring?"
- "Was I just..? No, I was not just purring."
- "Well someone was." Larrikin glared, leaning forward accusingly until he was inches away from Anton's face.
- Deciding that it was too early to engage in conversation with his lover, Shudder leaned over the side of the bed silently and scooped up the little ball of fluff before placing it neatly in his partner's lap.
- "You got a cat? Who even are you anymore?" Larrikin asked, shaking his head slowly and sinking his freckled fingers into the cat's fur while it mewled quietly at his ministrations,
- "Hey listen, sounds like you!" Larrikin teased, grinning up at the taller man.
- Anton chose to ignore him.