#'why can't I hold all these tragic ocs'

[drea-ms]

CRIME AND PUNISHMENT. (罪と罰.) DENJI.

synopsis. tragic lovers who were never meant to be tragic at all. What a tragic story.

warnings. reader dies. no description of gender. heavy angst. hurt no comfort. blood. death. read the first word of each paragraph. typos & not proof read.

— "I love you." three words, three simple words for one to say, three letters that meant every feeling meant to be beautiful, sweet, kind. But, in this case, those three smiple words were used as a lie of sorts. Sure you did love the the messy blonde haired boy, but you knew better than to love love him. You were never capable to do so. Three words so true, yet not.

Will those three words change a thing? Probably not. What a shame. "You don't mean it, I know you don't. So stop lying to me and yourself, [name]." he says, looking at you with a displeasure look on his face, blood stained in his white dress shirt and his oh so beautiful face. A face that could melt you for sure, but it doesn't right now. If love was a crime, then your punishment was this moment you were living in.

"Always—" you cough, blood coming out from your mouth, "I always mean it when it comes to you. Nothing will change that." you say, a small smile shows up on your face, a true honest smile, one that only he can get. He looks at you with a frown, he pouts. How cute, was...he always this blurry? Why is he blurry? Why can't you see him?

"Love, Lets get you up, okay? You're losing blood." He says, an unknown look is shown on his face. you can't tell what it is, you don't know who he is. What is going on? Nonetheless, you nod, after all, you were losing a lot of blood. What a pain.

You get told that love is a nice feeling, one that can make your heart beat fast for the other, a feeling no one wants to get rid of, even if it does hurt you in the process. Love is like a nice warm summer breeze, where you're standing with your beloved enjoying the sunshine and the flowers around you. Love is also a cruel, cruel feeling. Killing others like a deadly disease, harming others like it's nothing and ending stories that were never meant to ended.

"I won't make it." you state, it was obvious. The amount of blood that you have lost is high, by the time he takes you to help you'll be dead. Maybe it was a good thing, you'll finally have your peace. Living in a constant state of fear and pain gets to you sometimes. "You will. I know you will because I'm telling you to. So please, stay alive for me." He says, "Promise me." he whispers this time, holding his pinky up, looking at you with tears in his eyes.

"Promise." You say, lying to him, holding your pinky up against his and interlocking them together, both pinkies fitting together like a puzzle, smiling at him with a bright smile. You knew you were doomed from the start, He knew too but he had hope. Too much hope.

"I'm sorry, Denji."

"I know."

"I love you."

"I know."

"Do you—"

"I always have."

"Hey Denji,"

"Yes?"

"I will always love you. I Promise."

Darkness enveloped your vision.

This time when you open your eyes, you're in your room.

The loop repeats once again.

notes. sorry for the long ass break guys.... i have a life and got writers block.....but!!! im writing now!!! and will probably finish some works!!! this work is based of my new fanfic in wattpad!!! it's an oc x denji but i'll probably change it to an x reader...but so sorry for the delay of works!!! really busy throughout the whole time :(

[dickarchivist]

I've got you

Clone OC Banshee × GN-Reader

Word Count: 727

Prompt: "back hugs" from @littlemissmanga and "comfort fic for nonverbal reader" from @nika6q

Song: Get You The Moon by Kina (feat. Snøw)

Rating: PG, but as always Minors DNI 🔞

Contents and Warnings: hurt/comfort, light swearing, Banshee kicks a door down in the name of love.

Summary: It's been a long time since Banshee's been home, and the stress of life has you overwhelmed at the worst possible time: right when Banshee gets home.

Author's Notes: another Banshee POV!!! Some hurt/comfort this day. Sorry it's so short, and not at all what I've been saying I'd write next, but at least it's something.

Taglist: @returnofthepineapple @wizardofrozz @eclec-tech @dystopicjumpsuit @clonethirstingisreal @wings-and-beskar @multi-fan-dom-madness @starrylothcat @n0vqni @sev-on-kamino @mythical-illustrator @523rdrebel @littlemissmanga @atomickidsoul @moonwreckd

"Hey Ban~ Today is day 43 of our tragic separation, you're millions of miles away, and it's not fair. So today at work..."

"Day 55 of "No Banshee hugs for me". Seriously, when are you coming home? I miss you. Anyway, my Tooka came back from the vet today- oh right, I adopted a tooka kitten yesterday, I bet you can't guess what I named him-"

"Day 97, Rai told me you miss me. I just... I wish I could hear it from you. I know, I know it's not easy, I know you don't talk, I just-- I'd do anything to have you with me, just so I could understand that you miss me..."

"Day 122... I wish you'd come home..."

I've been listening to your recordings every day since I was deployed. All 132 of them. Every single day since we left, you sent me a diary of your day, stars I can't tell you how much I needed every single one of those. Running through battle fire, hearing you laugh about what "Banbino" was doing. I can't believe you named your tooka after me.

I've thought about you every second of the days. How your hair is tossed in the morning, how you scrunch your nose at how I make Caf... don't be mad, but I still haven't learned how to make it proper. The way your voice sounds and feels when you put my hands on your throat and chest, so I can feel every way you say you love me... I've thought about being with you again since the second I turned to leave 132 days ago.

So why am I stuck behind your front door? I can't even raise my hand to knock. Can't even enter the code to your flat... it's my number, you told me that so long ago now... I've been keeping track, I know it's your day off, I know you're just right behind this damn door so why can't I open it!? Come on Banshee! Open the door! Open the damn door, they're right on the other side, just open--

I... I heard that. Did you fall? Are you hurt? No, no don't be hurt I'm so bad at medical. C'mon, karkin' door open! Remind me to fix your locks, I'll replace them, I swear. Oh fuck, the hinges too, I uh... I kicked a little too hard, I think...

"Ban...?" You're crying... why... why are you crying?

When you hold your arms out to me, I dont even take a full step forward before you recoil and cover your face with a racking sob. I don't stop moving. I can't, you need me. I get to one knee behind you and gently rub your back, but it only makes you curl in on yourself more... what can I do for you?

Carefully I sit behind you, and collect you up in my arms, your back pressed to my chest. With my helmet off, I put my head on your shoulder, "I've got you, Cyare... I'm here."

You sound like me a moment, trying to talk, trying to force words. I shush you, leaning my head on yours and swaying softly. Eventually, you turn around, and bury your face in my neck. When I hum, you start to relax in my arms, and eventually, I can't help the little chuckle in my throat. You're snoring... Stars I love you.

It's another hour before you wake up. I moved us to your bed, and had since changed into the civvies you'd gotten me. Softer clothes, I figured you'd like it more than my hard armor...

"Banshee? You're... you're really home? I'm s-sorry, I'm sorry for-- I-I was just- I was so--" your blush when I press my lips to yours, it's so warm I could feel it on my own skin.

"I... it's okay, y-you don't ha-have to expl-pl-plain." Your eyes shine at the sound of my voice... I wish I could talk better, I'd speak for you all the time. "I've g-got you, Cyare."

You nod and set your head back on my chest. As I hum again, you join in, mumbling the words under your breath when you feel up to it. Take your time, Cyare. I know how hard it is to talk, I'm not going anywhere.

[evilkaeya]

Why do people downplay Chuuyas role in Dazais life so much and why do they mischaracterize him a lot?

They also make it seem like Chuuya is nothing without Dazai as if he doesn't have his own set of colleagues and friends that have nothing to do with Dazai.

I hate those fics where they make Chuuya be extra sad and full on break down mode after Dazai leaves because that's so OC. They focus on the Oda-Dazai thing to make it seem tragic but do they forget this is Nakahara Chuuya who made a deal with the devil (Dazai/Port Mafia) just so his "friends" who stabbed him in the back could be safe?? He wouldn't blink if Dazai left cause of Oda cause he, of all people, knows the importance of friendship.

The death of his group of friends cemented his place in the Mafia while the death of Oda made Dazai leave.

ngl skk shippers who make Chuuya unnecessarily dependent on Dazai and act like he's some uwu gay sad boy make me so mad. No one mischaracterizes Chuuya more than skk shippers.

The last line you wrote is so true. I personally think Chuuya was simply mad at Dazai for leaving without a word, to hold him in such low regard that he thought Chuuya wouldn't understand why he was leaving. But maybe he was a bit sad too. Was their bond so unimportant to Dazai that instead of leaving a letter, he left a bomb? Did he not consider him a friend? Was all these years of partnership just an act? All that.

(my delulu ass also believes they actually stayed in contact after Dazai left. The dungeon reunion did not feel like a reunion.)

As for your first question, why do people mischaracterize Chuuya so much? It's because 1) you'll be surprised how many bsd stans are literal kids with undeveloped media literacy, 2) the bsd wiki page sucks. People read the light novels with their eyes closed and 3) there are weird shippers who only watch this show to fetishize the gay ships and they have the worst takes ever. You and I can't do anything about it unfortunately.

[katsigian]

𝔚𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥 𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔠 ℌ𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔢 𝔄𝔯𝔢 𝔜𝔬𝔲?

I had the link to this quiz saved in my server, and I cannae remember where I found it. But it's fun and I really liked it, so I thought maybe others would want to do it too <3 While my OCs I picked for this are from cp77, you can pick any OCs from any setting. And, there's no pressure to share if you'd rather not. And and, if you'd rather not be tagged, let me know! Find the quiz here

@rindemption @noirapocalypto @spicyraeman @wilxfyre @kharonion @alphanight-vp @dekarios @quickhacked @swanfey @opaleyedprince @humberg @westealtoys @hibernationsuit @elvenbeard @aelyosos @lavinet @molochka-koshka @envergothash @feykiller @reapersynth @balverine2077 @thedeadthree @baldurians @wistereia @cyberpunkaddict @seluned @vanoefucks @mercymaker @togepies @florbelles @devilbrakers @hazellblogs @peaches-n-screem @djfatchip @cetra @leota-nexus @edictofbane @strafethesesinners @shellibisshe @thefrostyshepard @ronqueesha

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔴𝔬𝔩𝔣 // "there's something inside a werewolf that's sharp, thorns and barbs coiling up in tight knots of vine even on their best days. halfway through a conversation, you'll forget your happiness and the pain comes back in a flash. you never meant to, but the sharpness has done harm on your behalf. it's defensive. it's leftover artillery from a battle you spent so long fighting that it still doesn't feel like it's truly over, does it? you want so badly to be soft. to take the hand that you are offered instead of baring your teeth. and it might be hard to believe, but you are soft. you're the softest one out there. it'll just take a while to untangle those vines enough to know that very little is often life-or-death, and not everything touches to hurt."

Okay, tear him open then. This fits Valen a little too well; softness is something he was never allowed, mostly because it was wrung out of him at a young age. Softness meant inevitable pain and he very quickly learned that defensive hostility was the better option. Aggression keeps him safe, keeps him warm. Eventually, he does finally let his shoulders drop and his jaw un-tense, but it takes some time and a pair of very gentle hands to convince him to.

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔱 // "it's an odd thing, to feel so far from grounded and yet trapped, tethered, unable to escape. there's more you have to do! so why can't you move? i'm sure you have an answer to that, at the very least in the back of your mind. people love to say that ghosts hold grudges or haunt for revenge but they always get it wrong; you're stuck because something or someone chained you down and left you there. you try and reach out to all those bright people who pass through your life, but it rarely feels like it does much more than knock a cup off the table, blow some papers into the air. i need you to trust me- they see it. they're listening. they'll keep looking for you and, eventually, they'll be able to see you too."

Oh, they're supposed to go for the throat, I see. Vesper has always had to live under the shadow of his father, always been struggling to be his own person. But he can't fight genetics and his dad appears no matter how hard Vesper tries to be someone else. He's similar to a ghost - trapped in one place, wishing someone would finally truly see that he's himself and not his dad and that they would want him regardless.

𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔥 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔫 // "oh god. how did it come to this? to some extent, you've gone so far past your own idea of "human" that it must be kind of fun, right? maybe. i'm not sure. as an artefact of cosmic horror, you're wild and wacky and colourful and people are probably drawn to that, but you will never let them know you. the mystery intrigues for a while, but it'll wear everyone down. it'll wear you down, too. who are you? do you remember? are you so far gone that you can't go back? and maybe that's the most tragic thing of all- becoming so distorted in your identity, and for so long, that no matter how hard you want to return you can't ever seem to figure it out. but you've learned a vast amount up in the stars, and people will work hard to get to know you. it doesn't matter who you used to be. sometimes, you should just start from scratch: give yourself a name, a birthday. let someone celebrate these things with you."

Gemini, you are so screwed up. He's new in Night City and one of the newer members of Archangel (a syndicate in my worldbuilding), but that's because he burnt his past life to the ground so resolutely that he doesn't really remember who he was. Gemini killed himself in a sense and has been trying to rebuild for so long that he ends up just picking up parts from other people that he likes. What he really wants is someone to tell him they love him even though he's unfinished and they know his heart is true.

[afreakingdork]

Mmmm just read the new soft spot chapter and NOM

I love when characters who used to be villains, especially those who claim to not regret any of it, deal with the mental repercussions of what they did or went through. Looking back and feeling like the guilt is holding you there and there’s no way anyone can say that it wasn’t your fault or really much that could comfort someone in that situation. It’s stuck there and it hurts, especially when you realise that you do regret it for a reason or another.

It’s fascinating because it shows how someone actually feels and sees their wrongdoings, like one of my OCs just for example, she’s done terrible things, some she feels extremely guilty for and others that she feels were justified. She feels immense guilt and trauma from her time in the nexus but she excuses it to justify her wrongdoings. But take that away and she’s just left with an empty feeling.

His thoughts about his past staining his future child is perfect because it reflects his past as a child who ended up connected to the wrong people. He’s terrified that a little version of him could end up in that same situation even if it’s heavily unlikely, the trauma is still there in spades despite hiding it under what is basically an “it is what it is” attitude.

At least that’s how I interpreted it, I tend to write a lot of tragic villain characters. I just love the nuance of a character that has done horrible things but had an empathisable past. It’s why I love Jinx from Arcane so much.

Another scrumptious chapter and I will get around to reading the new fic when I’m not exhausting myself with trimming hedges :3

I read and saved this because I did not want this to disappear into the sea of requests I was doing!

Truly, said so well and poignantly! It was one of the reasons I wanted to play in the space of good and bad originally in Weak Spot and into the evolution of Soft Spot. In Weak Spot, you see a villain and if they're worthy of love. You watch on how events unfurl in a relationship and how that looks like with that kind of past. You see very real repercussions play out as his deepest fears and then what it looks like to finally shed that vulnerability and let yourself be with another person on both sides. It's hard enough as is, but then adding in the atrocities...

Then into Soft Spot and it's the next step. Not just in the stereotypical romance, but in what happens next for a ex-villain trying to live their lives. Some days are easier, some days are harder, but where we have a huge deviation now is that reader can consent. Reader is a whole grown ass person who can choose to be with Donnie, talk him down, decide for themselves what they want or can handle and...

A baby can't.

A baby can't do anything of those things. It can't choose anything; it's totally at the mercy of its parent and its why we're seeing these shifts in Donnie now. Obviously, there's far more to come, but it's all progressing on the same ideals. Not only is this all painfully new territory for Donnie, someone who is barely a few years into a life with love, but having a family (read as just reader and shelldon) so not only will the baby be new to life, Donnie is a toddler is comparison which is sort of the goal I had for Soft Spot. Where Weak Spot's goal was how does your occupation effect your worthiness of love, Soft Spot goes into what is new life like for someone who's never had it (be it a baby or a fully grown man).

I think you're spot in and no rush at all! Thanks for evening considering AENEM a go~

[hobbitwrangler]

Fanfic writer interview

Thank you @sotwk for tagging me! I did this back in April but I've written quite a few fics since then so let's go!

How many works do you have on AO3? 14

What's your total AO3 word count? 54,851

Your top 5 stories by kudos/likes:

I feel like this has likely not changed since last time XD

Victory in Defeat (Faramir/Éowyn)

White Blossom (Boromir & OC)

A Monster in the Shadows (Éowyn & Théoden)

The Power of Tea (Gilraen & Bilbo)

At the Death of a Friend (Galadriel & Saruman)

(The People have spoken. They want Farawyn swordfights and Boromir to be happy and alive.)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! Although I may take a while to get to it due to life in general (or I'm staring lovingly at your comment, whispering 'my preciousssss' like Gollum with the Ring, unwilling to relinquish it from my inbox, it's mine, it's mine, it came to me! ... ahem).

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

the plain sight of our destiny is the cruellest thing of all - yeah, hope and joy are not really on the menu in Sauron-era Umbar.

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

The Face of Spring ... if we ignore canon (which I did while writing it, because I am deluded). This fic is basically an increasingly rapid slide into complete joy (again, don't look at the canon). Otherwise probably Victory in Defeat. (I find it kind of neat that both of these fics feature members of the House of Eorl being absolutely head-over-heels in love with their partner. Because that is the true meaning of happiness.)

Do you write crossovers?

No.

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Nope.

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No, although never say never. I never thought I'd write darkfic but here we are.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so.

Have you ever had a fic translated?

No.

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No. And I am a control freak so I doubt it would be a good idea.

What's your all-time favorite ship?

*gestures helplessly at Farawyn* It's kind of my thing.

(Although my uncle has told me that watching Battlestar Galactica will rewire my brain in this department. Check back in a few months to see if he knows what he's talking about.)

What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

A Hunger Games fic from a few years ago. I love the characters dearly but there isn't really enough plot to hold it together.

What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue, I think, and descriptions of emotion.

What are your writing weaknesses?

Any descriptive passages. Why can't I just project my vision into my readers' brains? Why? (Although I have been informed by @from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras that I write disgusting grime and water-logged corpses very well :D)

I also hate outlining which is objectively bad because outlining helps so much.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Full sentences? No. The odd phrase in Sindarin/Quenya? Sure.

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet but want to?

The Fall of the House of Usher. That show is still eating my brain and I need to exorcise some of my thoughts. I don't know if I'll end up posting anything or if it will be coherent enough to post but I'm gonna have a crack at it the minute all the vitamins I'm taking kick in and I have energy again.

What's your favorite fic you've written?

I love all my fics for different reasons but at the moment I'm feeling particularly proud of out of the water, cold and blue, because it was just such an experience to write and I am so, so happy with how it turned out. I really enjoyed torturing writing Tar-Míriel and Elendil and their terrible, tragic, twisted dynamic very normal lord-vassal conversation.

tagging @from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras @aredhels @queerofthedagger @dilettantefeminist @mithrandirl @welcomingdisaster @swanmaids if you'd like to do this!

[tickledpink31]

I’ve had this idea for a while, and the six pose dance song has been stuck in my head for a week. So, this new girl with the striking resemblance to Minako is an alternate version of Minako from another dimension. She’s now Mika, an orphan and high school student in Japan. Watch me as I make some self-indulgent found family content with a very niche part of disney.

Feel free to ask more about Mika and the recruiters

A few warnings: Content is mostly sad since I can't seem to make ocs without torturing them or giving them tragic backstories. I was also kind of sad doing research about orphaned children in Japan.

Bio

As a baby, she was found on the doorstep of a child institution without a single piece of information to identify her biological family. Mika has lived in three institutions and with two different families. Her status of being an orphan has often left her friendless and discriminated within not just her school, but almost every place outside an institution.

Currently, Mika resides in her second foster home with the Arai family that neglects her and only took her in to get the government money. She works as a waitress at a diner in hopes of surviving the adult world once her foster family kicks her out after she graduates from high school or even sooner once she turns eighteen in November.

Meeting the Villain Recruiters

(I couldn't find a lot of information on if Japanese schools going to field trips to Disneyland, but for the sake of this plot, just go with it)

Mika's homeroom wins an all-expense school field trip to Tokyo DisneySea set during the week leading up to Halloween. Much to her delight, she gets the opportunity to attend the Disney Villain Recruiters Atmos show event and the Sailing Day Buffet event. Little does she know, the recruiters are not just actors, but actual henchman of infamous Disney villains.

...And all 10 of them are scouting her long after the trip is over.

Personality

While her twst counterpart, Minako has little sister energy being the youngest in her family, Mika in comparison has big sister vibes. On the surface level, Mika can seem childish due to her naivety and her need for attention from adults. However, she’s quite responsible as she is rather efficient at time-management between work and school, doing chores around the house, and even helping the child care workers take care of the younger children when she was still living in an institution.

Mika maintains a soft-spoken persona, but holds strong convictions about how unfairly institutionalized children are treated and how biological parents aren't always good parents. She is more perceptive than she lets on as she is well aware that the recruiters are making excuses to spend time with her in order to gain her favour and later be recruited. She rarely voices her opinions and inner thoughts out loud.

Having spent most of her childhood as a lonely orphan, she craves attention and affection from others, especially from adults. In spite of knowing the ulterior motives of the recruiters, she continues to consort with them as they were the closest thing she had to a group of friends.

Abilities

Unlike Minako, Mika is not a witch or that much of athlete, but she's near-indestructible. She doesn't know why. She can survive the heaviest falling debris, gunshot wounds, stabbing, decapitation poisoning, and cannot be burned by even hellfire. Mika has only gotten sick twice in her life, but her illnesses tend to hit very hard.

Hey, I only said "near-indestructible."

Other Facts

Up until she was six, Mika was called Hanako Yamada or Yamada Hanako in Japanese. And no, I don't mean the little sister from Yandere Simulator or the comedian. Hanako Yamada and Taro Yamada are the Japanese equivalent of Jane/John Doe.

Her first family that she was taken in by was a sweet elderly couple who adopted her when and legally changed her the name to Mika Masaki.

Mika was among the very few children who got to live with a family let alone two families, but only because she has no biological parents and other relatives that anyone knows about that can ask to take her back.

Mika's first adopted parents taught her plenty of basic life skills in cooking, cleaning, managing money, etc.

Unfortunately, her adopted parents were beginning to experience the first stages of dementia when Mika was ten and were deemed unfit to care for her. The Masakis were placed in a nursing home and Mika was forced to go to her third institution before eventually being taken in by an uncaring foster family a year later.

Relationships with the Recruiters: A Summary

I'll make a much more in depth version of the relationships another day. For now, take a summary of their general relationships with Mika.

They seem to know something about Mika's origins, but why? It's like she met a long time ago, but Mika can't put her finger on it. She knows that they're planning to recruit her, she just doesn't know why her specifically. And if they wanted her to be their team so bad, why are most of them so distrustful and acting like she could fold them like a lawn chair?

That's how it was at first. Over time, all ten of them grew to care for Mika and started empathizing for her situation. They are slightly yandere-ish because half of them don't know how to act like regular humans.

Mika has a few love interests from the group, mainly being Jack Heart and Apple Poison. Why? Because they're my favourites and I have to have romance. I had this scenario in mind on Mika's eighteenth birthday and Jack Heart was the first recruiter who made his official introduction to her and brought a tart for her birthday at the end of their wonderland shenanigans. This is still just him with ulterior motives but still.

[jumpywhumpywriter]

Saddest things my OC has ever said in my in-progress fantasy trilogy

This is a list of sad and heartbreaking quotes from my morally gray OC Shadow with a tragic, painful and bloodstained past who almost never trusts or gets attached to people. She had a lot of self-hatred and appears to be a tough, stoic character at all times, but inside she's just plain broken, and her dialogue shows it.

"The sad thing about life is that every time you say 'Hello', you carry the knowledge that there will one day be a 'Goodbye'..."

"The truth is, kid, you're too innocent to understand what I've been through, and I'm too broken to remember what 'peace' is..."

"When you live as long a life as I have, it starts to lose its meaning. It's not really living, not anymore. You just keep dying over and over again every time you lose someone you love. And I'm... so tired of losing people. I just... can't. Not anymore."

"I guess I just thought losing another friend would hurt less, after all the times I've watched loved ones die right in front of me, thought that maybe I'd been desensitized to it, but nope, still hurts like a dagger to the chest."

"Stop treating me like I'm one of you! I'm not, and I never will be!"

"The less you care, the less it'll hurt."

"Moral lines are like shackles, but for me?" I believe in grays. I believe in getting things done."

"If you're fighting an enemy, always go for the heart. Find what they love, and hold it hostage. Because that's where it will hurt most. I know this from experience."

"My enemy is anybody who’s going to get me killed, no matter which side their on."

"You think something like that would hurt, after all I've been through?"

"I guess I'm afraid to be happy. Because happy means lowering my guard, and I just can't bring myself to do that."

"Maybe if I was to kill the most important people in your life, everyone who’s ever meant anything, maybe, then I’d listen to you because maybe then you’ll have some idea how I feel."

"What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a wolf in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."

"I know you're just trying to help, kid, and that they say time heals all wounds, but not this one. Not yet."

"I'm nothing more than the consequence of catastrophe."

" 'Follow your dreams' is a lie. Because nightmares are dreams too."

"The goodbyes hurt, but the lingering memories hurt more."

“Don’t judge me unless you have looked through my eyes, experienced what I went through, watched everyone you ever cared about die. Until then buzz off, because you have no idea what I've been through.”

“Grief is forever, kid. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath.”

"I won the war... but lost the only person that truly mattered. Winning is supposed to be a cause for celebration. So why does it still feel like losing?"

"People see my vicious scars and they are instantly terrified of me. But they don't realize that I got them running into a burning building to save a young girl's life. But even with that knowledge I'll always be the villain to others."

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@scoundrelwithboba @lumpofsand @isikedmyself878 @iamheretohurt @fleur-a-whump @otterfrost @sausages-things

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I don't know if you enjoy reading pregnant OC or reader stuff, but do you know how my mom found out she was pregnant? (Note apparently she was very very irregular, which I inherited).

It was NOT her peeing a lot more then normal (she thought it was because she was trying to increase her water intake and it was a natural side effect).

It was NOT her suddenly thinking the smell of hamburger meat was the worst thing in the world (she thought it was just bad and that the store must of had a bad batch...3 times and then her and my dad swore it off. My dad had no clue cause he had his nose broken more then once and claims since then he can't smell accurately). (Lucky her she never had morning sickness)

It was NOT her crying once a week (while she is stoic, she thought it was because she had been reading a book series that had multiple people dying or tragic events that just got her).

It was her fainting at work and being taken to the hospital. Apparently my dad showed up panicked and was like "IS SHE DYING WHATS GOING ON" and both him and her still had no clue until the doc came in and was like "hey you fainted cause your iron is low cause you're pregnant"

Now imagine this but Eddie. Or Steve. After many times of acting out their breeding kinks it actually stuck

my parents are two bumbling idiots in love (they are actually very smart but both had plausible explanations for everything) and that is the core of both Eddie and Steve romances.

Omg!!! I love pregnant stories! I do wanna be a mom eventually so this is so lovely! And thank you for sharing about your parents 😍

Your mom reminds me of those women on I didn’t know I was pregnant who don’t know they’re having a kid until it’s time to give birth 😭 I think this show is on TLC and you know they’ll put anything on tv

And why do those amazon kindle books always have someone find out they’re pregnant/give birth with the most outrageous/near death experiences?????

But yeah I can so imagine Eddie or Steve raw doggin you and being like “I’m gonna put a baby in you. Wanna see you full with my kid.” But it’s all play! You haven’t planned for kids yet!

So when you start having all these weird symptoms but you don’t question anything. You’re still taking your birth control pills and you’re spotting a bit but you’ve always been irregular.

But you pass out in front of Robin and she goes “don’t die Steve will kill me if you’re dead loser” 😭 and Steve rushes into the ER and you just blurt out you’re pregnant and he’s so in shock and robins know the back giggling “guess you won’t be the only one calling him daddy now huh” 😭 A MENACE

Now with Eddie I can see you really not knowing you’re pregnant until it’s time to give birth. You had no symptoms, hardly any physical body changes typical with pregnancy. But you have a really bad stomach ache at the hideout. They just started serving some new menu items to bring in more customers and you’re hunched over on the toilet.

Dustin (who really shouldn’t be in this bar 😭) is coming back from the bathroom himself and he hears you groaning. After everything they’ve been through he’s not taking any chances. So he goes in the bathroom and sees you covered in sweat with the stall open and he’s like “I’ll get Eddie” but he’s on stage with the CC boys to a sold out crowd so you tell him “there’s no time! You need to help me Henderson! Get in here!”

He has the highest grade in health class but everything he knows is on dolls and diagrams. It’s so chaotic in this bathroom! He gags and almost passes out himself. but he pulls through and helps you give birth to your first kid with Eddie.

Back at the bar the group wonder where you two wandered off. When they all see dustin covered in blood they panic thinking the worst but he takes everyone to the bathroom to see you holding a baby in Dustin’s jacket. At the hospital you and Eddie ask dustin to be your baby’s godfather 😭

So when my mom was giving birth to me there was this medical student group coming by that wanted to see a live birth and she was hell no gtfo 💀 so her doctor kicked them out. And after my birth she asked for a coke 😭 apparently you can’t have coke when pregnant so she was drinking sprite for 9 months! The torture 😭

[resplendent-chungus]

Fanfic 20 questions! This seems really fun, thanks for tagging me @followerofmercy

1. How many fics do you have on AO3?

Twenty-six! Which I think is a bunch when not compared to insane people who right, say, a hundred twenty fics. Cough Mercy.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

179,826, though I will add since I got my start in fic writing quests on Sufficient Velocity, there's another 113.2K that's not on AO3.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

My tastes are as fickle as the wind. I am a wandering ronin writing whatever I feel like. I theoretically write RWBY but also haven't updated a RWBY fic since January. I thought I was done with Madoka fics but then I heard news about the movie and had no choice but to write Heartless. I've written 3 A Practical Guide To Evil fics over 5 years. Who fuckin knows with me?

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Breaking and Entering Your Heart (Madoka Magica) is, somehow, my most kudo'd fic of all time. I have no idea why. I don't think it's particularly good (not helped by the fact that I was like 16 when I wrote it). It's not even my favourite Madoka fic I wrote as a teenager!

Doka Don't You Know (Madoka Magica) is my favourite Madoka fic I wrote as a teenager. It's still kind of embarrassing for me to read back, but I do think I did good with it. The real embarrassing part is that it was inspired by me getting emotional listening to the Ninja Sex Party song of a similar name.

Drabble Roulette (Steven Universe) is sort of cheating, as it was a drabble collection I did with several friends, but nevertheless it's one of the most kudo'd fics I've worked on. We all did a short fic every week based on the same one-word prompt, and God we kicked ass.

I can almost hear the Hounds (RWBY) is definitely the one I'm most proud of. What if Ruby got turned into a Hound before V1? Well everyone would be sad, for one. It also holds the distinction of being the first time anyone's ever done a "Cast of [show] reacts!" thing to a fic I've read. Talk about an ego boost!

And my fifth-most kudo'd fic is... Actions, Consequences, and the Tragic Lack Thereof (Worm)? The edgy oneshot I did where a very well-adjusted Taylor uses Coil's power to blow off steam? Huh. Not either of my RWBY oneshots? Well I suppose I can't complain.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Not really. I try, but as I've said before responding to comments is my dump stat. I really do love everyone's comments, I'm sooo insanely bad at responding sdgsd

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

It depends on what qualifies as an angsty ending; most of my angsty fics have happy endings, with Heartless being the only one I've written to really contradict that. Blood, Blood, Gallons of the Stuff and Sometimes the only way out is as a carcass have the worst endings insofar as horrible fates, but I wouldn't really call them angst.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Trim and nothing else? It depends on how you define it, but I'd say that one.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not really, thankfully. I straight up can't remember anything of the sort lmao

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Boy, do I! Of the smut I've published, I'd say it's pretty varied? Some het, some gays, some ships and an OC or two... I've got the variety, baby.

10. Do you write crossovers? If so, what's the craziest one you've ever written?

Not really? I find they're usually more daydream material than hunker-down-and-write material, though sometimes I have no choice. I have a chapter or two of the most self-indulgent APGTE/RWBY crossover that I doubt I'd ever put out there on account of it having a target audience of exactly one. Craziest would probably be the Madoka Magica/Magical Girl Noir Quest crossover I wrote as a teenager. It's harder to get more self-indulgent than fanfiction of a fanfiction crossing it over with the source material sdgds

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I sort of vaguely remember this happening? I remember someone posting a really poorly written edgy SU fic that had the exact same premise as my slightly better written edgy SU fic and only updated after mine did.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of, though if anyone wants to please feel free.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not really? The Drabble roulette is the closest I've come, and that was a bunch of individual shorties. Besides, I can't imagine I'd have a great time trying to fit my writing process with someone else (and I definitely don't think they'd have a good time trying to adjust to me lmao)

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

God that's tough. I'm not sure I can give a definitive answer here. I might have to say Madohomu or Midlink just because of how deeply they've altered my brain chemistry

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Brother that is most of what I've written. I really want to get Tomorrow I'll be perfect and You waxen wing, you foolish thing done at some point, though I'm not sure I'm will. The Most Insane Girls On Remnant is a work so in progress that only one person knows it even exists, and if I could magic myself into fully writing one it would probably be that one.

16. What are your writing strengths?

If I could write an entire book of nothing but snarky narrators I would be a new york times bestseller by now. They are my bread and butter. Comedy in general, I guess, but that specifically.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Action scenes. Action scenes action scenes action scenes. It's not so much that I think I'm bad at them, more that they're just so hard for me. I could write a thousand words of most anything else before I write five hundred words of an action scene.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I don't super mind it when reading, but I can't imagine writing it. Maybe a word or two, but still.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I wrote down Madoka Magica at first, but now I'm realizing it was actually Warrior Cats, all the way back when I was a wee little child. I'm not sure if I deleted them or just changed ff.net accounts at some point, but I don't know where they are and I'm happy that way.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

I mean it's gotta be I can almost hear the Hounds. There's a lot of other things like (Aw Drat, Tomorrow I'll be Perfect, etc) but this one hold a special place in my heart. There's a reason I have chapter on pinned in my blog.

Damn that took me like three days to write. I shall pass the curse onto @golddragon387, of course, and perhaps @borkthemork to torment him

[floredaqueen]

🟣🪩🟡 for all of the gals you know I need it all hehehe

🟣 Purple- What is something that your OC could not live without? What keeps them grounded in the worst of times?

Isabela: Isa can't live without her diary. When she doesn't have a way to express her negative experiences or thoughts, she writes down everything in that book. This was all before she knew it was okay to let people know she wasn't okay, so this was her safest outlet.

Aknova: Nova can't live without her mom's crocheted bandana. It was the last thing shw was lifted before she passed. Whenever she feels trapped or cornered or overwhelmed with pure negativity, she looks for it, finds it and just holds it for a few seconds to remind herself she made it through the most tragic loss she's ever felt. Then, she pushes through the obstacles with the reminder of the woman who loved her most.

Rebecca: Rex doesn't have anything physically to bring her back to the neutral state, so she has affirmations. Affirmations that mostly work most of the time. With her family always challenging her beliefs and dreams, she has to remind herself that she is worth it. She's worth the effort to have the love and the life she deserves.

Chrysanthemum: Chrys can't live without her eyeliner. Before she went to college, she was always seen as some shy and incapable, so when she learned how to perfect her favorite look, she never went back to being someone everyone overlooked or teased. She relishes in the confidence that her newfound beauty has given her. It's all she has to build off of.

Mercedes: Cedes can't live without her clothes. She has spent years trying to feel good in her own skin and find her style, and no one is going to take that away from her now. No one is going to take away her form of expression that builds her confidence and helps her cope with how she used to perceive (and how she thought others perceived) herself.

Yvonne: Yve needs her pen. She's always been resourceful, so a pen will do her nicely in any situation she needs to escape. When she was younger, she always had to escape something, so in order to assure her safety, she always carried a pen with her. Now that she's older, she still has that mindset where she might have to run away.

🪩 Disco Ball- What was an achievement that your OC felt worthy of celebrating? Was it a personal victory or a big impact on everyone around them?

Isabela: Funny enough, it would be anything that could be considered over achieving. Getting her first ap class, achieving over a 4.0 GPA, making it to finals for ballroom dance. Anything that shows (and proves) she's done the work.

Aknova: Nova likes to try things that aren't stereotypically for girls. Like, she's such a frat dude, lol. She's doing Kegstands, and she joins basketball, baseball, and boxing. While she is small, she's never been weak (emotionally or physically). And it shoes in the way she plows through drinks and is loud and proud. She she would definitely be so proud about beating Hargrove's kegstand score enough to throw a party for it.

Rebecca: Rex definitely finitely is the type to just celebrate for her friends' achievements even if they do seem big to them. Nova gets a B? Get together with ice cream. Steve cleans his room? Movie night with a home cooked meal. Isa finally going out for once? Lunch date on her♡ She loves seeing her friends open their horizons and try new things out of their current comfort zones, so why not reward them for trying. She knows she'd love that herself.

Chrysanthemum: Chrys definitely has mini celebrations with herself. She has never been giving enough encouragement, so when past a certain chem test or anatomy quiz, she feels relief. That or when she someone gets an extra tip at the club, it's celebration enough that she earned it in the first place. Makes her feel special, like there is growth happening in real time, and that's celebration enough.

Mercedes: Mercedes is proud of her financial spending habits. Usually, she sets a limit on how much she'll spend that day, and if she achieves that limit and/or doesn't go over it, she goes home that same day to happily stuff her face with granola and strawberry banana yogurt. It's her favorite. It's a very good motivator since she's usually helping her father with his poor eating habits by eating the same thing he does so he doesn't feel alone in his endeavors.

Yvonne: Yvonne would celebrate something as necessary as cooking a grilled cheese correctly. Cooking is something that distracts her and something she can control and improve on. To perfect a grilled cheese is more than enough for her to celebrate.

🟡 Yellow- What is something your OC wants but knows they can never have? How does it feel to never get this specific desire?

Isabela: For Isabela, it would be, being about to be to completely succeed. But life happens, and plans change. No matter how hard she tries to be perfect, she never will be. She can never be perfectly, so she needs to come to terms to be imperfectly herself♡

Aknova: Nova knows that not everyone is going to want to be her friend.. people are always finding ways to decieve her and make her look like a fool, no matter how hard she tries to befriend others, not everyone is going to like her, or even respect her. And that's hard for her to understand, considering she's always wanted to just include people.

Rebecca: Rebecca knows she'll never fully escape the trauma her family always passes down, but she just can't let them go. She wants to, but they're different, and differences come with dire experiences, and she's never going to be able to put them behind her. She's always going to be looking back.

Chrysanthemum: Chrys will never get her family back. It's sad, but it's true, no matter we how far she goes, no matter how many bodies she buries alongside her father and brother, she's never going to get them back. She's never going to see her brothers smile or hear her father's laugh. It's constant torture, and it will still haunt her until she learns to let go.

Mercedes: Mercedes has always struggled with her appearance up until recently, as well as feeling inferior because the things people would say. Even with her "glow up," she still feels the rude comments, mean pranks, and traumatic friendship break-ups from the past. Her self conscious will never be the same now matter how much self care she implements in her routine. She will always feel ugly, not matter how pretty she really is. Her insecurities

Yvonne: She won't ever make enough money to buy herself a home, a safe enviornmemt. She will always need to carry that pen in her back pocket for any and every emergency she gets herself into. She won't feel safe for a long time, and therefore she won't be able to experience the feeling of her heart slowing and her nerves calming. She will always be on edge, and will always be utterly exhausted.

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WITH YOU [15] WE HAVE CANDIES

Daryl Dixon x OC!Charlie Reed

Summary: The searching is interrupted by a tragic accident. Glenn is afraid of his life.

Warnings: language, drugs

Song: Afraid The Neighborhood

A/N: Hello :)I'm coming with an announcement. This week I'll be posting a chapter every two days, so I can write a backup for the next week. I'm going on a trip and I won't have time to write and I don't know if my wi-fi will take this, so…ENJOY THIS CHAPTER!

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A loud bang was heard in the air. Charlie's hand almost automatically went to grab Daryl's forearm as he was the closest to her. He looked down at her with furrowed eyebrows."It's okay, it's nothing."

She nodded her head, letting out the breath she was holding and Daryl's arm, so she could look back a Lori, who was turning her head in searching for something. When Daryl felt a lack of her presence, he also stopped and looked behind his back. "We have to move. It's getting dark."

So they did. But Charlie was checking up on Lori from time to time, just to see if they had another worried mother on the board and if she was still with them. When Andrea saw what Charlie was doing, she looked over at Lori."Are you still worrying about it?"

The question made everyone stop.

"That was a gunshot," Lori replied.

Dixon looked around to see if a real threat wasn't approaching them. "We all heard it."

"Why one? Why just one gunshot?"

"Maybe they took down a Walker." Charlie shrugged, trying to be compassionate.

"Please don't patronize me," Lori replied angrily. "You know Rick wouldn't risk a gunshot to put down one Walker. Or Shane. They'd do it quietly."

"Shouldn't they have caught up with us by now?" Carol asked, adding fuel to the fire with this question.

"There's nothing we can do about it anyway," Daryl answered, annoyed. "Can't run around these woods chasing echoes."

"So what do we do?" Charlie asked.

"Same as we've been," said Dixon. "Beat the bush for Sophia, work our way back to the highway."

"I'm sure they'll hook up with us back at the RV," said Andrea, but before moving forward she turned towards Carol. "I'm sorry for what you're going through. I know how you feel."

Charlie was looking at it with one brow raised up. She didn't know why, but the whole act wasn't knocking on her doors. Andrea was trying to be everywhere and that was getting annoying. Because now she might have felt remorse about yesterday and not showing Carol support on the highway. But Charlie knew that it was temporary, in a moment she would do something that would bring them to the point zero.

"I suppose you do. Thank you." Carol gave her pale smile. "The thought of her out here by herself...It's the not knowing that's killing me. I just keep hoping and praying she doesn't wind up like Amy." she cried but then opened her eyes wider as Andrea's face fell. "Oh, God. That's the worst thing I ever said."

"We're all hoping and praying with you, for what it's worth." she squeezed Carol's arm.

Charlie heard the huff next to her and right after that, Daryl was moving towards two women

"I'll tell you what it's worth...Not a damn thing. It's a waste of time all this hoping and praying." he said and Carol almost broke down into tears. "Cause we're gonna locate that little girl, she's gonna be just fine," he told her sure of his words. Then he just turned and with open arms looked around. "Am I the only one zen around here? Good Lord."

Charlie smiled. He was showing his different side to all of them, Daryl was just a big softie. The way he was talking to Carol and trying to calm her down, and in fact actually calming her down. He was slowly becoming part of the group.

"We'll lose the light before too long," he said, trying to get through the high grass.

"Let's head back." Charlie nodded.

"We'll pick it up again tomorrow?" Carol looked at the group with eyes full of hope.

"Yeah, we will find her tomorrow." Lori nodded her head and looked deep into Carol's eyes.

So they headed back to the highway. Charlie was again walking next to Daryl and she observed him carefully, how he was placing his feet, how he was looking around searching for danger. It was all so surreal that he was walking through the bushes as if he was born there. He knew exactly where he should turn and in which direction they should go.

"How much farther?" Andrea asked.

"Not much," he answered. "Maybe a hundred yards as the crow flies."

"Too bad we're not crows."

And Charlie was opening her mouth to answer her complaint, but she didn't have a chance.

A loud scream fell from Andrea's lips. They all started yelling her name and running in her direction. Charlie felt her blood run cold as they saw the woman on the ground with a Walker trying to get to her.

"Lori!" Charlie yelled. "Give me your gun. Lori!"

But her arms were trembling with nerves and before she could do something, the mysterious person on a horse came to the rescue, hitting the dead with a baseball bat.

As it turned out it was a girl who saved Andrea. She had short hair, a blue shirt, and a bat in her hand. The hero nervously looked down at the blonde woman. "Lori? Lori Grimes?"

"I'm Lori," she said while running to where the mysterious girl was.

"Rick sent me. You've got to come now."

"What?" Lori furrowed her eyebrows.

"There has been an accident." the girl informed. "Carl's been shot. He's still alive, but you gotta come now. Rick needs you. Just come. "

"Woah. Woah. Woah." Daryl moved so he was standing between the horse and Lori. "We don't know this girl. You can't get on that horse."

In response, the girl looked at Dixon with firm eyes, but then she looked around and her eyes met Glenn's. "Rick said you had others on the highway, that big traffic snarl? "

"Uh-huh." he nodded.

"Two miles down is our farm," she said. "You'll see the mailbox. The name is Greene."

After that, she just started riding away with Lori holding her tight. And they were gone.

Charlie looked at Glenn who was looking after the girl and she smiled. He was totally stunned by her, and the funny face expression was plastered on his face to the moment they were back next to the RV.

"Shot?" the man in a bucket hat furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean shot?"

"I don't know, Dale. I wasn't there." Glenn answered out of breath. "All I know is this chick rode out of nowhere like Zorro on a horse and took Lori."

"And stole Glenn's heart," Charlie said while passing the older man.

He widened his eyes at the information, turning to Daryl. "You let her?"

"Get out of my asshole man," Daryl answered, passing Dale by, not caring about his nasty looks. "Rick sent her. She knew Lori's name and Carl's. We have to go there as soon as possible."

And he moved away from the group that was still fighting to catch their breaths." Hey! Wait!" she ran after Daryl. "You want us to leave?"

"Yeah," Daryl said while opening the bottle of water. "We have to find that farm. Check up on that boy."

"But what with Sophia? What with Carol?" Charlie asked. "She wouldn't want to leave."

He looked at her skeptically, not knowing what she really wanted from him at this moment. "So?"

"I have an idea." she held her arms up. "What if we split?"

Daryl scoffed and from looking at her almost without blinking, he turned his head away.

"Yeah, no," he said. "We did it once, and look where it took us."

"Daryl, please. That's the only option, you know this." she touched his arm. "We sent some people to the farm and I can stay here, wait through the night and if nothing happens I will join you," Charlie explained.

He was really impressed by how much she wanted to find this girl and how quick she was with ideas. There was also this bright thing in her eyes, that he hadn't seen for a while, and finally, that was was convinced him to just nod his head. He still wasn't a big fan of the splitting up part, but he did know that that was the only way, especially when he heard Carol saying: "I won't do it. We can't just leave."

"Carol, the group is split." he tried to reason at first. "We're scattered and weak."

"What if she comes back and we're not here?" Carol asked. "It could happen."

Charlie and Daryl both knew that chances for that were close to impossible, but none of them had the heart to say it to her. Especially, when Andrea decided to back her up. "If Sophia found her way back and we were gone, that would be awful."

"Okay. We got a plan for this." Daryl looked at Charlie."I say tomorrow morning is soon enough to pull up stakes. Give us a chance to rig a big sign, leave her some supplies." he explained and then did something that made Charlie's brows furrow. "I'll hold here tonight, stay with the RV."

"If the RV is staying, I am too," said Dale.

"Thank you," Carol said, looking at Dale. Then she turned to Daryl and Charlie. "Thank you both."

"Well, if you're all staying..." Glenn said.

"Yeah. Not you Glenn." Dale interrupted him. "You're going with Charlie. Take Carol's Cherokee."

"Me? Why is it always me?" the Asian boy huffed.

"Yeah. Why is it always us?" Reed backed him up.

"You have to find this farm, reconnect with our people, and see what's going on. But most important..." the older man answered.

"What is it Dale?" she furrowed her eyebrows.

"You have to get T-Dog there. This is not an option," he said. "That cut has gone from bad to worse. He has a very serious blood infection. Get him to that farm. See if they have any antibiotics. Because if not, T-Dog will die, no joke."

Without a word, Daryl walked away from the group and started looking for something in a bag that was attached to his motorcycle. When he found what he was looking for, he threw a cloth at Dale's face and then put a plastic bag on the hood of a car. "Keep you oily rags off my brother's motorcycle. Why would you wait till now to say anything? Got my brother's stash. Crystal, X. Don't need that." he said and then threw Glenn a bottle. "Got some kick ass painkillers." then he put his hand inside a bag and took out one more bottle, throwing it at Charlie. "Oxycycline. Not the generic stuff either. It's first class. Merle got the clap on occasion." he said and before she had a chance to walk away, he called her name. "And Charlie...you take this. Expect you to give it back though."

He handed her his little gun that was returned by Lori. "Yes, boss."

"Okay, we have candies. Let's go." Charlie as she moved towards the car, grabbing the handle.

"Woah, woah." Glenn stopped his moves and just stood there holding up T-Dog. "You're driving?"

"Yeah. Chill out, Glenn." she smiled and entered the car. "I'm an excellent driver," she murmured to herself, touching the steering wheel.

Asian boy sighed and turned to the group that was left, waving his hand. "Bye, guys! A pleasure to know you!"

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OC prompts!!! for both personality traits and whole ocs!!! trying not to stray too far into any specific genre bc i am a fantasy bitch, so adapt the prompts however you want (or don't use them at all! see how they sit with you):

An OC who hasn't ever been outside in their whole life for whatever reason, is completely out-of-touch with the world, and sees it as beautiful or horrifying.

An OC who knows how and when every person they meet will die. They're so used to death and being aware of when their loved ones will die that they've grown numb to it. But, they never know when or how they die - or if - and that and the guilt of being so detached haunts them.

Two OCs who absolutely hate each other but are forced to live together/share a body/work closely together. There's no tragic background or enemies to lovers stuff (unless you want that) - they just have personalities that clash horribly and both are incredibly petty. But they're stuck together for however long and are fed up, so cue pranks and mild inconveniencing. Maybe there's another OC sat on the sidelines who's on neutral ground and given up, or takes photos.

An OC who is a ball of stress and is terrified of their own voice, but the instant something scary does happen, they are the most calm and 'wow this is happening. oh well' type of people.

An OC who is used to having control (eg. is rich/bossy/influential, a hypnotist/boss/god, etc.) and if their authority is taken away, they don't know what to do to the extent of freezing up. Potential for angst if they like the control they have due to past trauma or fear of something going wrong.

An OC physically incapable of doing something essential to survival from a curse or a species trait, but still lives without (eg. can't sleep, drink, eat, etc.) and is constantly grouchy, foggy, or in pain but tries to cover it up (or doesn't).

An OC who keeps accidentally befriending or adopting people who are very very very traumatised and has become the Group Therapist (TM). They are also very very very traumatised, and are sometimes treated to their own therapy by their group - but they're so used to helping the group that they don't feel they really need it because they should be above it.

An OC who has the most niche, unheard-of, possibly problematic special interest you'll ever find and is obsessed with it, but tries to hold back infodumps. And an OC who loves indulging them and listening to them about it.

An OC who owns a cat café. That's it. That's the prompt. :3

A shapeshifter OC who either feels fully at home in their bodies or never does.

An OC who's stuck in a timeloop of however long and is desperate to get out, or has just got out of one and is processing stuff while trying to act clueless about the future. Angst potential for timeloop trauma and knowing about horrific events and when they take place - and knowing they can't stop some of the things because no one would believe them.

An OC who has trauma or self-hatred for some reason or aspect of them, who meets another OC who went through nearly the same bad stuff and came out the other end (for better or worse.)

Kinda leading on from the previous prompt but could be separate, an OC who meets the future version of themself and doesn't know who they are. Future them is resentful or overly happy for reasons they don't explain, so they either avoid them or become friends with them, to the future self's hatred or confusion.

An OC who is terrified of lightning, but loves stormy weather. Enjoying the torrential rain and wind until lightning flashes and then they're screaming.

Morally questionable OC. You know you want to :)

Uni's childhood friends (or lack thereof). Was it a good relationship and dynamic they had? Was Uni the leader of the group/two of them or were they a follower? Did they feel left out or did they accidentally/purposefully leave others out?

Uni's closest family member(s)!

The fighting OCs you drew - what are their fears? Weaknesses? Strengths? Why do they fight - out of honour, fear, bloodlust? Secret pining for the other? (/jk)

could do more but gotta do stuff........... will def send more in another time, but these are probably enough for now haha. stars i got carried away (and used caps??? what is this dark sorcery /silly)

may use one or two of these ideas myself tbh lol but if we both use the same ones then yay!! twinsies!!

hope these help! :D

OH MY GOSH I LLVE THEM ALL!! I’ll tag you in the drawings I’ll likely only use a few but I appreciate this so much! That’s artsy! And please do use these as your own because they are :))

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Hi there,

A friend of mine was watching Peaky with me the other day and we ended up having a convo about Arthur. We were just wondering what the Arthur lovers liked the most about him?

I mean I sort of get the appeal of him being fucked in the head and sorta unhinged. But what’s the best thing about him?

I really hope this doesn’t come of as judgmental! We were just genuinely curious since we’re totally Tommy girlies. 😅

Hi Tommy's girl anon! Thank you so much for your wonderful question. Don't worry, this is not judgemental at all, quite the contrary this is always such an interesting topic to discuss! 😊

First of all, I'll try to remain concise because I can write for hours about my love for Arthur, but my goal isn't to bore the death of you.

Obviously, the unhinged and mentally fucked up aspect of the character is what attracted me at first. It's my favorite character trope of all time, and all my favorite fictional characters have it -- and when I say favorite fictional characters I mean characters I hold very dear to my heart. I can mention Vaas Montenegro from Far Cry 3 and Jinx from League of Legends / Arcane. This is also a trope you can find in most of my OCs except Heaven, which has a colder and maybe even creepier form of "madness".

Apart from the unhinged persona, I can also talk about his physical appearance. Of course, Tommy is hot but... I don't know, there's something about Arthur's weird style, body language, and lanky body type that feeds his batshit crazy and unpredictable nature. To conclude that very quick and superficial part of physical appearance, I also think that Paul Anderson's eyes and facial features are jaw-dropping. Next time you watch Peaky Blinders try to pay attention to Arthur's eyes and gaze. I won't be able to explain it properly but he has a piercing and intense stare with adorable bambi lashes.

Now, if I had to choose the best thing about him I'd go for his complexity. SK's poor character management aside, Arthur is the most complex character in the show in my opinion. And his complexity did surprise me. I really thought his character would remain the typical unhinged and problematic brother throughout the story but the more the plot unfolds, the more I've discovered a very third-dimensional and emotional character. Arthur is a character full of colors and paradoxes. On the one hand, he is that ultraviolent man with psychotic outbursts and addiction problems, and on the other hand he is that loving (and yandere) husband, loyal brother, and goofy man. Like, for real, the drastic change in him when Linda appeared blew my mind in the most positive way possible. Arthur is the type of character that you know is fucked up and who does cruel/unforgivable things but you can't hate him. You can't help feeling bad for him because, somehow, he's maybe the sweetest of all the Shelby clan. The fact that Arthur is always walking on a thin line between pure psychotic monster and touching / redemption-seeking man is certainly the best thing in his tragic character. It is also best described by Polly's quote " Watch Arthur, because he's as likely to hurt himself as anyone else."  He tries to be good, he really tries but he's fighting with the wrong weapons and always ends up sinking again. That's why I appreciated SK freeing him from his addictions and making him feel better at the end of S6 after the shitty treatment of the character throughout that final season.

I would have loved to go on but I think this post is already long enough. To summarize, Arthur is a complex character made of paradoxes and this bipolarity between the violent/evil man and the loving/goofy one is fascinating. Thanks for your wonderful question and thank you for choosing me! 🖤

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fic rec friday(ish)

Well, it’s Saturday. But have some recs!

This week’s theme: Rec a “gateway” fic - a fic that you read and it was so good it lead you to read multiple works by the same writer.

The rules: Tag a fic and explain why it was a gateway fic / what you liked about it. Then tag some people to see what everyone else is reading. Spread the love! Lola will do the round up on Sunday again, so if you’re still recc-ing on Saturday, no pressure. Please tag @welcometololaland or #ficrecfriday so she can compile the masterlist!

(A couple things, just in general: first, I am still very new to reading in this fandom, so I’m still standing in many of these gateways. Second, I am a kudos-and-comment reader, so if you don’t see my name in your serotonin section, please assume that I haven’t yet read your fic / update (but will soon, because I am slowly but surely consuming all the things).)

Thanks to @welcometololaland, @rmd-writes, @thisbuildinghasfeelings, and my beloved @ambiguouspenny for the tags!

to which there is no reply by stormss (@reyesstrand)

We've been blessed with so many post-finale/honeymoon takes, but this is one of the two that haunts me. It's quiet and moody and beautifully introspective, as Carlos comes to grips with the end of escapism and reality starts creeping in again. There's this distinct sense of before and after, especially as he reflects on the things he would've brought back to the real world with him, if his life still made sense, and there's so much insight here, in the objects he chooses for his parents, in the way he thinks of his father, in the way he sees TK. And I felt so at home reading this, not just because it's such a well-drawn story (though it is), but because of the way, every few paragraphs, there'd be a line phrased precisely the way I would have, and I'd get the strangest sense I was reading the best work I'd ever done that I'd somehow forgotten I'd written. I can't wait to read everything Maddie's done, including the handful of fics in another fandom we share.

living at the centre of a wound still fresh by LolaLand (@welcometololaland)

And here's the other! I am utterly infatuated with this fic — the way it's written, the way it's paced, and the way Lola lets Carlos plain not be okay. It's such a starkly beautiful story about grief and the way it ebbs and flows like the tide, the way it can pull you under or see you safely back to shore and you never know which wave you're riding. Lovelier still, somehow, is her TK, and all the things he does to help Carlos stay afloat. This one is still in progress (and I have a date this weekend with the last couple chapters), but it's the reason why Lola's Seven Ways (Back to You) series is next up on my Marked for Later list.

Fire Island by @carlos-in-glasses

I was remiss in not reccing this last week, for the "fics that start with the first letter of your username" theme — it certainly deserved a spot. This was not only the first fic I read of theirs, it's one of the first fics I read in the fandom. And it's such a rich, bittersweet story, one of those quietly beautiful pieces that lovingly punches you in the gut. The OCs are so well-realized, and the boys' love is so warm and lived-in that it feels like a lifeline, like a thread of hope to hold on to as we hear these tragically beautiful stories of boys past. This is the whole reason I got so excited for the swimfic, which is posting now.

You Keep Coming Back With A Bird In Your Teeth by vaguenotion

I can't even. I got so wrapped up in reading this that I started work two hours late. Writing a rec for this apparently isn't going to be any better than my feeble attempt at feedback, so I'll just say this: the prose is gorgeous, the character voices are unreal (fueled by a truly next-level TK POV), and it surprises me with every word. It's not even finished and it's already one of my very favorite things in this fandom, and everyone should read it. It's the author's first Tarlos fic, but they've got a fan in me for life.

I’m late, so I’m pretty sure everyone’s been tagged. But just in case, @hoko-onchi-writes, you’re up!

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More OC infodump time:

First one is Lizz, she's a demon of some sort, red hair, white horns, red eyes, satyr(however it's spelled) type legs), she used to be evil, but then she got reformed(I don't remember how that exactly occurred tho since it was a long time ago), she also wears a pastel-ish purple galaxy-esc/esque(however it's spelled) dress, she can float around despite not having wings

Other OC is Viper, he is chaotic neutral, he usually travels through shadows, dood has this habit of smoking 🚬 , he had red hair, wears a black hoodie, and black bottoms, also has a mask he wears that has a painted smile on it, he killed his one employer because he got bored of working for her, and it's a coin toss on if when he shows up it's to help Mystery or to harm zem, on rare occasion he'll let zem use his gun for stuff(the gun is like in appearance the basic kind that you think of when you think of police, but it can hold any type of bullet, magical or not)(at the moment I have yet to figure out how to nerf him so he's not op), like Mystery he is also immortal(in a rp one time another person decapitated him and he was still alive somehow, I also kinda made him to be more powerful than the hunters that are after Mystery because they kept dying off so easily)(also I'm open to any suggestions you might have on how to nerf him), still unsure of what exactly he is(like species/races) but currently I'd say he's closer to a demon than other races/species that I can think of

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Oh! Satyr-like you say?? That's how I imagine Ciaran's demon form to be - like a satyr/faun with the hooves and such~

I'm also all about evil getting reformed! Nearly every villain character I create has some sort of tragic backstory to explain why they are the way they are and then there's some kind of redeeming qualities because I want them to have the chance for reform, even if they don't take it. Anyway, she sounds very cool!

Now, the thing with magical stories is that you can pretty much make up whatever you want. When I've got a character that seems like they're too powerful, I come up with something that exists only to be their weakness. So for instance if you have a character who had their heart broken at some point, maybe they found a spell that allowed them to remove their heart from their body and stash it away somewhere. But if anybody else actually manages to find it, they can control that character. (Or use it to kill them... but if you want them to live through it, it can just be used to stop them from doing anything.) Another thing that can work is if you've got a character that is a specific species, like a demon for instance, you can come up with a very specific item that can harm them in a way normal stuff can't, such as holy water. Or like silver bullets and werewolves. In the case of something like that, you've got an item that can potentially hurt them, but might not kill them. Or if you want to kill them, it can do that instead.

Well I rambled a bit but that's the kind of thing I tend to go for lol!