#addict-for-poison quote

[pluralquotebook]

*introjects Gordon Ramsay*

Sparkledoggi; "hi Gordon"

Gordon; "WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!

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[xxplastic-cubexx]

They finally did it everybody they said the thing!!!!!!!

"How much do you love Charles Xavier?"

"HOW DARE YOU ASK ME SUCH A QUESTION???!!!??!!?!!??!!??!!!"

HE SAID THE THING !!!!!!!!!!

[sanelyinsanemiss]

"His words were poison, sweet and lethal, pulling her deeper into his world."

[winter-summer-and-inbetween]

I’m about a hundred pages into Fourth Wing by Rebecca Yarros and i am really interested in how things are gonna go

[e-m-p-error]

(Okay last one, I swear)

Clement's Type Bingo

[ Vox ]

"Well, well, well, wouldja look at that?" Vox clapped his hands together, his fingertips sparking against one another, "Looks like someone is gonna be my arm candy tonight. We'll make the attempt not to tell Val, he'll either want to get in the middle or kill us. Who knows with him, really."

[ela-meadows]

So many cure-all’s waiting on my shelf Tinctures for every ailment Why should I suffer to find myself I already possess what I need

A drink to sooth worries They all fade away I kick back and tell jokes and stories

With a little inhalant My weight struggles are solved Though my lungs dislike the irritant

When I can’t fall asleep I shoot back the fixer Then drift away without counting sheep

All I need is waiting for me There’s no reason for worries or stress I’m sure you’ll agree I already possess what I need

Tomorrow I’ll need more Just a titch stronger dose No! I close the cupboard door I’ll try to do life without opiums

But the soothing poison Draws me back to the shelf I need it to feel like a person

Image Description: Clusters of small orange fruit hang from a tree with dark green leaves.

[mykilljoyhq]

Even more Killjoy OCs incorrect quotes

[kiame-sama]

Humans Are Extinct; Master List pt 1

Links to my various HAE stuff, some mobile devices do not show the links properly.

Warnings: Yandere Twisted Wonderland AU, Minors Do Not Interact, Monster Twisted Wonderland AU, Fics and Head Canons, Links,

Link to pt 2:

Fics: Main story-

Side Fics-

Distant Horizons (Hades POV) Stolen With a Kiss (Ficlet, Rook route) Stolen With a Kiss (Ficlets, Riddle route, Leona route, Azul route, Vil route, Idia route, Malleus route)

Fan Art:

- Leona - Jamil vs Epel - Vil - The Queen and King of Hearts - Neige

*Contains Spoilers for later chapters of HAE

Wedding Dresses

- Rook and Vil - Malleus

Short Funnies/ Short Quotes:

- Wish Granted - Silver and Caffeine - Don't Rile The Dogs - Plot Bunny - Sturdy Dog - Cradled - Love? - Pick Up The Phone - Glasses - Projecting - Shrimp - Life (NSFW lite)

What They Look Like:

- General Appearances

Head Canons:

Clerical Things: Making the AU Plot Bunny

General Head canons:

- What Monsters are they? - What do they look like? - Lore Regarding the Great Seven (+ The Righteous Judge - The Underworld King (I forgot him)) - Lore Regarding the Underworld King - Technology in Monster AU? - Human Peacekeepers? - Monsters and Humans - Humans and the Human-eating Monsters - Humans and The Queen of Hearts Rules pt 1 - Processed foods? (+ 2 other questions) - Humans Staring out in TWST AU - Humans are Cute Pt 1 - Humans are Cute Pt 2 - Vampire? - Poaching - Alcohol? Pt 1 - Pupils - Livestock? - Fae and Alcohol - Heights of Characters - Who Wields What Weapon? - Warm or Cold? - Clothes? - Caffeine - Monsters and Bathrooms? - What Monster Tsums Look Like - Why Don't they Go to the Human World?

General Headcanons and The Human:

- Autistic Human - The Human and Tsums - The Human and Wax - Monsters Vs their Tsums - Monsters and Human Tsum - Monster Tsums and Human Tsum - Using Puppy Eyes to Get out of Trouble - Pregnancies from the Different Species (Pregnancy Warning) - Napping Human Pt 1 - Heart Shapes - Courting Rituals - Orthodontal Logistics - Human Leaves NRC Grounds - Common Misconceptions About Human - The Human Goes Home - Yandereness and Addiction to Humans - More Graduates of NRC Show Back Up?

Poly Groups: - Poly Groups and Kids (The Hoard, Poisonous Beauty, Octo-Trio)

Group Headcanons: - Hoof Care (Riddle, Trey, Silver) - Rile the Dogs (Jack, Ruggie, Sebek) - Can Ace and Deuce Share? - Plucking (Vil, Neige, Crowley, Ambrose) - Waterproof? (Sebek, Vil, Crowley, Jack, Ruggie) - Dry Heaving (Ruggie, Sebek, Jack) - Divus is Parental Over Human (The Hoard, Malleus, Divus) - Vil vs Lilia - Introducing The Human to Trottr (Idia, Azul, Erikir, Lilia)

NSFW Group Head Canons: - General Anatomy? NSFW - Accidental 'Excitement' Centaurs NSFW - Human-Fuckers pt 1 NSFW - Human-Fuckers pt 2 NSFW - Centaur Logistics NSFW - More Logistics NSFW - First Horizontal Tango w/ Human NSFW - Walk in on The Human NSFW Pt 1 (Riddle, Leona, Jamil, Rook, Idia, Malleus) - Walk in on The Human NSFW Pt 2 (Vil, Lilia, Sebek, Jade) - Human Wants to Lose their Virginity - Monster Response to Tail Being Grabbed (Mix of SFW/NSFW) - Intimacy and the -taur (Cervitaur, Centaur, ect) - Monsters and Hookup Culture - Oral

General Head Canons (Including how the character looks in the AU) - Part 1 (Riddle, Silver, Grim) - Part 2 (Rook, Vil, Leona) - Part 3 (Ortho (Platonic), Ruggie, Lilia) - Part 4 (Riddle, Leona, Ruggie, Vil, Rook, Grim (Platonic), Ortho (Platonic), Idia, Silver, Lilia) - Part 5* (Malleus, Papa Hades, Riddle*, Azul, Jamil, Epel, Trey)

[fridgrave2-0]

I'm tired of pretending that I'm okay with ford being an absolute asshole towards fiddleford and basically abusing him.

first of all, yes, it's not ford's fault that he was manipulated (doubtful tbh) and abused by bill, but that doesn't give him the right to be a jerk who closes his eyes on his friend's deepest traumas. the traumas fiddleford got only because stanford completely ignored his warning and got fidds involved into bunch of shit. like his monster hunting which wasn't even the reason fiddleford went to gravity falls in the first place. he was there to help ford build the portal, not to be a part of ford's anomaly quest. and when fiddleford spoke out against it he was ignored because ford doesn't give a shit about anyone else but himself or his muse. fiddleford got traumatized physically and mentally so deeply that in the need to be able to sleep at night peacefully he completely destroyed his mind to the state that even bill was scared to be in there. and what stanford did? he (the one who couldn't care less about fidds warning him about gremoblin) critiqued fiddleford for using the memory gun and didn't even bother to apologize or say that he's sorry in the journal. god, what am I saying, he didn't even took fiddleford to the hospital after fiddleford feel from the sky through the roof of a fucking barn with a dozen of poisonous quills in his body AND A BROKEN ARM. ford described what happened to fidds in the journal, said he "took him home for a treatment" and the next two paragraphs on the other page is "good news the hyperdrive works" LIKE IS THAT THE ONLY THING YOU CARE ABOUT WHAT THE HELL??? "despite our fortune, I have become worried about my assistant... I myself have survived many monster attacks without trauma, but perhaps F is more sensitive that I realized". no shit sherlock, who would've imagine that seeing your worst nightmares and being poisoned can leave a mark on your mental state. sure it's just fiddleford, he's just overreacting because he's "sensitive"))) /src

ford was ignoring fiddleford's concerns all the fucking time that mcgucket was there with him, he took a superstitious and religious guy with anxiety into the forest with real ass monsters who's no one but ford is used to see. fiddleford was warning stanford about shifty and got kidnapped with his identity stolen by the shapeshifter because ford didn't listen. well, at least this time stanford had bothered to apologize for another traumatic event- ah no, next thing ford said is that when the portal is finished all the traumas fiddleford had been through were "worth it". ford just finds ways to make everything worse

we all know that fiddleford has an addictive personality and that the memory gun is the biggest example of that. what we don't talk enough about is that ford at some point decided that sleeping is for losers, but didn't stop at himself and made fiddleford drink 13 fucking cups of coffee, not allowing him to sleep, what in the future made fiddleford a caffeine addict. ford is not only an overworking idiot who gladly damages his own health, no! he wants fiddleford to be the same and quote "gets frustrated" when fiddleford cares not only about his own, but their both basic needs. fiddleford had to work on the portal, get in the trouble with monsters because of ford, but also babysit this manchild to prevent him collapsing from exhaustion (which is more impossible than building a giant portal into the multiverse)

and here we are, the portal testing. once again (and as always) fiddleford did warned ford about everything. fiddleford was working without breaks for days to make sure if the portal will work, and when he found the flaws, he wrote a whole fucking thesis paper, putting all ford's research into a solid work (not taking even smallest credit even tho he was the one to build the portal. when fiddleford had his own theory in the university, ford helped him to only proof that fidds wasn't going crazy by checking the calculations and ford bothered to take the credit for the whole theory, but fiddleford who was a part and a victim of this monumental theory of weirdness didn't took it because he unlike ford doesn't care only about fame). but what did stanford do? he assumed that fiddleford wanted to steal his fucking fame and backstab him. ford didn't even bother to look at something fiddleford was making for three days without resting to make sure that portal won't hurt anyone in the town and that ford won't end up with empty hand if the portal was indeed a lost cause. stanford coldly dismissed fiddleford like they weren't friends, said that he doesn't really waiting fiddleford for the test of the device that fiddleford did built, and even knowing that the portal was dangerous fiddleford chose to come for the test

and then fiddleford got in the portal and it was the biggest traumatic event for him. it was the breaking point for him from which he couldn't stop using the memory gun. it damaged him so much, that he turned from that bright 30-y.o. man into the familiar to us old man mcgucket in the span of two years. his life was ruined for another 30 years, a half of his life he was a mad lonely guy who lived in the junkyard. the man who could've become someone like steve jobs but much better if only he didn't go to help stanford. his family could've been full, tate could have his father. the incident with the portal was the moment of no return for fiddleford, and what did stanford do?

when fiddleford got sucked in the portal, he thought only about the success of his work, that for fidds it was "a remarkable opportunity to confirm or deny the theory" (which he already did with his pre-test research). he didn't think that it was dangerous on the other side, that the portal wouldn't just disintegrate fidds on atoms. and when stanford saw him speaking in a non-human way, shaking and twitching in shock like fiddleford did after the gremoblin incident, ford decided it was nothing. when fiddleford warned him about the apocalypse because he was in the portal and saw it with his own eyes, ford, as always, didn't listen. he didn't just not care about fidds' condition — he diminished everything fiddleford was feeling and everything he witnessed only because it didn't fit in ford's believes which were based just on bill's words (and for stanford it's not something new to belittle things related to fiddleford. he wasn't taking fidds' dream of creating a portable computer seriously, believing that his weirdness theory was much more important)

and after this, stanford insults fiddleford and his family in the journal. he says that he doesn't regret their partnership (it's not really a partnership if stanford didn't count fiddleford as an equal) and friendship breaking up. "to think I considered him a friend!" I doubt he ever did. stanford doesn't know shit about being a good friend (or even a decent person) to someone who sacrificed everything for him. who did put his life aside to be with ford, who cared enough to stay despite stanford again and again putting him in danger, constantly waving him away and feeling no remorse for that. fiddleford was breaking himself for this guy, he canonically was going through "I am nobody to ford if I don't build stuff for him" (and in the end this is exactly what happened). fiddleford didn't tell ford most of his fears and concerns because he didn't want to bother him. fidds was constantly scared and kept in inside because he wanted to be a "better partner". "if I have an anxiety, I will pop anxiety pills", "I'm gonna get through this". and then he didn't

fiddleford was abused by stanford. he was to stanford that ford was to bill, in some ways even worse. it's fucking wild that fiddleford did forgive ford after 30 years of a neverending madness nightmare with his mind being destroyed so much as like it was the earth in the times of the dinosaurs after being hit by the meteorite. fiddleford had lost literally everything, he wasn't even himself for a half of his life and still fidds found the strength to forgive someone who is responsible for it and who used him with regular emotional neglect. and you know what? fuck this. ford would never forgive bill and fiddleford had every right to stay mad at stanford. ford needed to be stuck in the portal to get his head out of the ass and by that time there were only crumbs of someone who fiddleford once was

fiddauthor and billford both are about abuse and toxic relationships. it's up to you what you like to ship, but we need to acknowledge the fact that fiddauthor isn't some fluffy healthy thing where both are happy. fiddleford was never happy and stanford didn't care about fiddleford and his feelings. they made each other worse and ford ruined fidds' life. THIS is the real fiddauthor

[aspartameabuser69]

long exhaustive rant about WHY I hate the poison scene

In quite a few posts on my blog I mentioned I didn’t like the poison scene, in this post I want to explain why I don’t like it.

My main issue is the person who the boarded the scene, raphielle, who actively ships Valentino x Angel Dust and who SEXUALLY HARASSED A MINOR. They also cosplayed as Angel Dust and uploaded photos of them and a Valentino cosplayer making out.

Along with creating this comic:

Also a quote in this comic is actually in the show. Straight from the comic, maybe it’s just an insane coincidence who fucking knows /sar.

*I have not watched the animatic Raph made, but I have heard some things about it and THIS. FUCKING THIS IS THE CONTENT WARNING. THIS IS SO DISTASTEFUL.

This person story boarded Angel Dust getting raped to a pop song, they have stated they are not an SA survivor. They ship Angel Dust and his rapist. This is grounds to be uncomfortable with the poison scene, but it doesn’t end there!

Vivziepop argued with SA survivors on if the representation of SA in Hazbin Hotel was good, LYING ABOUT RAPH BEING AN SA SURVIVOR.

An official remix of Poison was made for Angel Dust’s birthday, this remix includes voice lines of Valentino. Vivziepop then liked a Valentino x Angel Dust tweet.

Vivziepop has also shown a clear interest in Valentino/shipping him with others, and liking a bunch of VoxVal tweets.

Also the original song…

“'Cause I know you're poison You're feedin' me poison Addicted to this feelin', I can't help but swallow Up your poison I made my choice and Every night I'm livin' like there's no tomorrow”

What the fuck is this. During these lines Angel Dust is dancing with Valentino, looking happy. I’ve seen people thinking that these scenes actually showed Valentino and Angel Dust’s honeymoon phase, but CONTEXT! CONTEXT I SAY, CONTEXT! PLEASE READ THE REST OF THE POST CLOSELY!

“Oh but Rowan (hi if anyone is looking at this post, my name is Rowan) you’re just media illiterate and think any representation is fetishised!” Dead wrong actually. I enjoy seeing my trauma represented, it’s a good thing. Once again, CONTEXT.

The Living Tombstone wrote a song in which Angel Dust gets graphically raped, storyboarded by someone with a rape fetish. The MV shows Angel Dust in these eye candy outfits and pretty colour palettes.

~ sincerely, a very annoyed CSA survivor who likes having good representation.

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Ah anyway, I mentioned wanting to rewrite that mine scene from arcane s2 yea, alas autism took over and maybe one day some day I will rewrite it with the Actual Sisters in mind instead of the hedge-fox siblings

Either way please enjoy 2,827 words of tension between siblings and maybe open doors to some sort reconciliation possibility at the end..?

———

"At least they didn't live to see the psycho their child turned into."

"Which one!?" Nine immediately blurted back, a pool of new-sprung resentment brewing at the bottom of their stomach, "I didn't come down here, wearing a spiffy enforcer uniform with new pals, gassing people and shoving topside guns in their faces!"

Sonic seemed genuinely taken aback for a second while Nine went to catch his breath after that wordy sentence.

Of course he didn't think about the actual fallout and implications of his actions until it was thrown into his face after the fact. Typical.

The hedgehog then, took a step forward. His almost toxic green eyes staring daggers at the other as he tried to come up with a reasonable retort.

"Topside guns or not, I tried to fix the mess you made. You have blood on your hands." Taking yet another step, he pointed an accusatory finger at the fox, since the retort was indeed, falling flat, "You blew up whoever Ivo pointed you to without a single thought. You killed and terrorized people, innocent people. Symbol of the Underground's hope my ass, you started a fucking war."

Nine stood his ground, even though they wanted to bite Sonic's nose off.

A fucking hypocrite this guy was.

The gal of him saying that, as if he didn't dawn on a badge that says 'I kill whoever the council tells me to for fun and because I can!'

Not to mention this "war" was long time coming anyway.

Nine didn't go to poor people's houses purposefully releasing poison gas on them and then arresting them en masse. That, alongside all the other shit the council has allowed and ordered to happen, thank you very much.

They simply shot those that got in their way, or fired first. Most "innocent" people had the sense to move out of the way before bullets started flying. Or they wouldn't even be in Nine's line of sight anyway. And if Sonic's talking about Topside, then honestly, that's a whole another can of worms.

"No one Topside is innocent." Nine hissed, "They're the reason we don't have a mom and dad you know. Or Chuck, in his regular non-murderous, hedgehog form. Or Eggman... Although ok, the last one might be a slight stretch, it-it still counts."

Sonic rolled his eyes at the drop of seriousness in the fox's tone.

"Eggman got whatever he deserved." He scoffed with air quotes around the nickname. "He poisoned you and the Undercity enough. He's the reason Chuck is dead and that I was thrown in jail for I don't even know how many years and that you turned into–" He paused, wildly gesturing to Nine's entire frame. "This."

Nine pinned their ears back at such a careless dismissal.

Not only of Eggman, but them, and the entirety of the Undercity. While Nine could hardly dream of ever achieving Eggman's efficiency at political planning by pulling the strings, they sure as hell won't have all those years of effort go to waste.

Sure he wasn't perfect, and like, got people killed and addicted to dead God drugs, but it finally got the Topside assholes scared of consequences for what they're doing down here.

For what they've done to their brother.

Sonic had no idea what he was talking about.

Just how bad has that enforcer bastard brainwashed him...

Nine wished there was at least a sliver of acknowledgement of just how much that old man meant to them.

And now he was gone. By no one else's fault but their own...

"Ivo didn't make me do anything." Nine resolutely shook their head, derailing their train of thought into background noise and clicked their mechanical tails together in annoyance, "And guess what, he actually fucking appreciated me for what I was. Unlike some people." They shot their brother a glare, pinning the 'someone' onto his stupid big blue forehead. Or green. By Chaos that green dye was stupid. Why did he go with green...

The hedgehog only balked, actually jabbing the finger into the X formed by the string holding their old, tattered shirt together.

"He turned you into his perfect little killing machine! Manipulated you so well that even after his death you can't see that! Everyone hates you because you let him play you like a fiddle and then serve as his mouthpiece of chaos."

Ok, Nine knew Sonic didn't see past that really, really biteable nose sticking from his muzzle, but they wished he chose to pick on literally anything else but the poor old man.

"He was doing the exact same you used to, allow me to remind you." Nine pointed a finger of their own, actually stabbing it into the hedgehog's chest as they twisted their face in vitriol.

"Except, you know, he didn't chicken out when I finally made my bombs explode properly."

Sonic didn't move, but his expression temporarily lost its edge, a grim memory resurfacing.

Nine took a stern step back, rising to their full height (which was just slightly above Sonic's anyway), and put their hands on their hips.

"That is to say; keep Eggman's name out of your mouth and keep walking."

Sonic scoffed, letting his hand drop. He took a sharp breath before stepping to the side, trudging deeper into the mine.

Of course Nine fully intended to drop the conversation there, but the bag was already cut open, might as well get that cat out of it.

"There's someone else I'd say played you like a fiddle." They turned on his heel dramatically, trailing after their brother, who opted to pretend they weren't there apparently. He didn't spare even an ear flick in their direction while the tap of those oversized prism-kicks periodically triggered the bioluminescent fungus when hitting a stray bolt or pebble.

"Where is he now? That fancy-pants topside, no-fun-at-all." The silent treatment didn't deter Nine in the slightest, "Don't tell me he dumped you so soon. You were suuuch a perfect couple." the last sentence was leaking sarcasm of course.

Sonic though, kept silent. The only change to his face was a progressively deepening scowl.

"Did he send you to the pit or you actually got some sense into you and left on your own?"

"Can it Jinx. Before I do something I regret again."

The hedgehog suddenly exploded and fully faced him, balling his hands into fists at his sides.

"Aww, gonna punch me in the face again big bro?" The fox teased in a venomous, sing-song voice. That phantom ache on their cheek haunting them for years panged again, but at this point, they learned to ignore it. "You kind of fell off though, used to be better at it."

Then that fist was raised above their face, adrenaline from a seemingly endless fight bleeding from their veins, sternum uncomfortably crushed beneath hot metal plates and—

All Sonic did was shot him a silent warning glare. The plates on his kicks reconfigured, hissing out steam.

Nine blinked the flash memory away, pulling their lips in a frown

"Sheesh, you really are in a mood today. Almost like you're not happy to see me or something."

At that he sighed through his teeth, hanging his head low.

"Hm, go figure."

Silent treatment. Again. The darkness of the tunnel became thicker, almost physical as they went on. Particles of near static dust parted before them after every loud metal step. The quite literal monster lurking somewhere in there was stashed into the backlog of noise.

Neither of them might've been saying anything, but of course, Nine's head was anything but empty. A stray screeching in his ears, clink of metal against rock and a few pebbles falling to the ground. Hard to tell which one of those had an actual physical origin.

In the dim organic light, they observed the stoic silhouette of their brother. Shoulders squared and a steady step. No fear in what he might bump into between the flickers of light. At least he appeared so. Those spines of his were hard to read when so messed up and badly groomed, they looked to be on end almost constantly.

Nine wasn't afraid of the dark, because they knew what danger await them in there exactly, and everything else was either not real, or could be taken out with a well aimed blast of pure prism energy.

But they remember the days of being scared of the dark, a long, long time ago. But they were scared of a lot of things back then.

There was always a certain someone that would comfort them if it ever became unbearable. Someone that held their hand whenever the monsters would creep in and threaten to snatch them away.

Sonic has never felt as far away as he did now.

He was right there.

Arms reach away.

They could call out to him, grab him by the shoulder, punch him in the face, tackle him to the ground and shoot him in the face— yet for some reason it felt Nine couldn't move any further to the hedgehog then they already were.

A static flicker, Nine could swear the hedgehog had that awful hair dye washed out of his quills and stood much shorter. A reassuring smile on his lips.

A blink and it was gone.

Nine stepped on one side of the eroded mine cart rail, balancing on it with little to no effort as they continued onward.

"You know... I do miss the time when we were kids." Somehow they fished out their voice, stuck somewhere in the back of their throat, "Unaware of the complexity of just how thoroughly fucked everything was. Just you and me, my mistakes and your fixes. Never giving up on me even when everyone else kept telling you to do so..."

Nine was mostly just rattling off thoughts out loud. A sudden bout of reminiscence taking over them. They missed this blue now emo idiot.

We're they actually talking, or just though really hard about doing it? Well it certainly felt like sound was leaving their mouth, so the most likely option was Sonic just deliberately ignored them.

"Until of course, you did give up which... yea ok, fair. But, still think about it from time to time."

No response.

He used to be their entire world.

Now he wouldn't even look at them.

Nine shut their eyes forcibly. Already feeling a familiar chill crawling up their spine.

That reassuring smile was nothing but a hallucination, they knew.

Nine stepped off the rail as it got way too wrinkly and rusted to walk on properly.

That, and their legs were getting wobbly when thinking about the possibility of the memory from which that face came not being real.

It wouldn't be the first time their memory was wrong, there wasn't a whole lot they could fully trust back there.

So maybe...

Maybe all those times they remembered of Sonic taking the blame and the brunt of their "jinxes" weren't real. It's possible, that Sonic never actually cared all that much, or at all.

Maybe the two of them just happened to spend a lot of time together due to one circumstance or another, and in a poor attempt to cope, Nine's mind twisted the words and misinterpreted actions of the past into something that could get them through the day.

Maybe all of those compliments they remembered were meant to be backhanded and Nine, as a desperate and naive child, just didn't catch it.

Because by all the recent evidence, it would make sense.

A grim conclusion, but... Sonic did abandon them, 'I swear, I'm never going to abandon you again..' punched them, 'BECAUSE YOU'RE A JINX!' came back from the dead '...nothing, is ever going to change that.' only to lead a fucking enforcer on their trail and merrily try to kill them alongside that bastard. 'They're not getting away again!'

Trying to look past all that in an attempt at reconciliation was just another big mistake of theirs, wasn't it?

'The two-tails always jinxes everything.'

They really can't fix a single thing, permanently or right.

'Soon enough he'll realize just how much of a liability you are—'

No one will ever want them around.

'Don't cry. You're perfect.'

The only person that ever did is dead.

'...Ray was right—'

'Don't listen to him!'

'who would've expected— Every time she's around— it's almost like you're the— They blew it, again!— never anything right— Just one thing— nothing good—'

And it all began melting into incoherent noise and ringing.

In a futile attempt, they tried to muffle it by clasping their ears as close to their skull as possible. Of course, they knew it wouldn't work, it wasn't possible to shut out the sound of one's own brain there was no way to just turn it off and they tried unholstering their gun to get rid of the closest thing to the cause of this chaos except did they really want to kill their brother here and now of all places and times after they tried to reconcile with him—

It was like they breathed in for the first time after years then, as an audible hiss of steam shot through the suffocating wall of blurry noise and shattered it into temporary silence.

A steady hand was placed on the back of their shoulder, grounding them somewhat back into reality, rubbing gentle circles on their back while the gun fell from their hand and it didn't take too long to clatter. Soon it became clear they were much closer to the ground itself than they initially remembered.

There was a voice, but Nine couldn't process the words at all.

They looked up, meeting green eyes staring down at him. Concern and mild panic were all they saw before the tunnel went completely dark. The only light left being Nine's tails and the prism shards in Sonic's walkers.

The hand which shook the gun from their hand moved to their cheek, cupping it just as gently as the one on their back.

Nine was almost sent barreling straight into another episode for the exact opposite reason if Sonic stayed quiet for one more second.

"...can you hear me, like at all?"

Nine swallowed thickly, after what felt like years of silently gawking at nothing, they regained motor control of their own body enough to nod and speak.

"Loud and c-clear. Clear."

Without any further questions, Sonic pulled their hand over his neck and helped both of them upright.

They stood in silence, neither knowing whether to let go or what to comment on, if anything at all.

Eventually, Sonic decided to be the icebreaker this time, and do it with the smallest voice ever heard from the hedgehog

"Do you... do you deal with that often?"

Nine immediately cracked into a grin

"The voices and hallucinations? Yea. Have been for a while now."

They pried their hands back from the hedgehog, quickly picking up, dusting and holstering their pistol, but made no further attempt at increasing their distance.

"But they've been a lot more chill lately. Eggy's pretty nice, and the rest just pop in from time to time to make sure I don't forget about them or something."

"The rest...?" Sonic asked carefully, taking a natural step back with a glance over his shoulder. The lack of a heavy metal footfall was distinctly notable.

Nine's eyes trailed down, seeing the haphazardly tossed away boots by the tracks a few meters away from the two of them. Huh, Sonic stepped out of his fancy slippers to comfort them, how nice.

"Yea. Mighty, Ray..." Though they began answering pretty nonchalantly, they paused, looking at Sonic innocently, "You."

Sonic audibly grimaced, traces of guilt visible within, before he let out an indescribable noise. And fully turned to retrieve the boots.

The display sounded remorseful enough, so Nine was willing to interpret it as an attempt at a "sorry."

Either way, half of a boulder fell from their chest.

Maybe in the most tucked away corner within Sonic, there was a part that still cared for them. And always has.

The hedgehog tried to lift the Atlas Walkers after they toppled over in what was most likely a hasty stepping out of them. Except he refused to bend down and actually adjust the boots properly so it ended up looking like a really poor attempt at football tricks.

Nine didn't even think to hold back a snicker right before the hedgehog booted himself back up and stood a few centimeters taller.

Still too short to reach their forehead.

They shared a look, even if they couldn't really see the other, and by the time Nine clapped to light up the tunnel, Sonic was already with his back towards them.

The silence going forward was much more bearable. But they only got about two actual steps in when a distant thumping in an otherwise dead silent mine shook the walls.

[ominous-faechild]

⚜ INCORRECT QUOTES ⚜

Bringing back an old tag game!!!

Rule: use this generator to create “incorrect quotes” for your wip

(I feel legally obligated to post something actually about Faerie's Dawn today and I want to meme these idiots lmao)

Cloud: Tell me a little about yourself. Nova: I'd rather not, I really like this group.

Nova: I hate when people ask me, 'What did you do today?' Buddy, listen, I woke up at noon and then it was five pm, okay? I don't KNOW!

Nova: I will be using so much pink you’ll be seeing green by the end from sensory deprivation.

Sky: You're violent. Nova: Yeah but I'm also short and that's adorable.

Nova: Wanna get out of here and grab a bite to eat? Sky: I don’t usually eat with losers. Nova: Neither do I but I asked you, didn’t I?

Nova: Branch, you’re in charge! Sky: Branch, can we start a fire?

[while waiting outside the principal’s office] Nova: What are you in for? Cloud: Oh, they just want to know if it’s cool if I miss my classes tomorrow to run sound and lights for a presentation in the auditorium. What about you? Nova: I stabbed a kid with a screwdriver. Cloud: Cloud: Cloud: We live very different lives. Nova: Yes, we do.

Branch: Be careful about succumbing to these sorts of destructive... urges. Addiction can be a powerful thing. Nova: So am I. Bow down before your new supreme overlord, bitches.

Nova: When I get Doordash I order 20 Cheeseburgers at a time and heat them up throughout the week so that I don’t have to pay the delivery fee multiple times. Branch: I hope you understand how food poisoning works. Nova: I hope food poisoning understands how I work. I've never met a burger I couldn’t eat.

Nova: Branch's amazing at concentrating. Once he starts reading, the only way he’ll notice you is if you take his book away. Not even if you hit him or shake him! Sky: That was him ignoring you.

Sky, at Nova's funeral: I need a moment with them. Everyone else at the funeral: Of course. [leaves] Sky, leaning over Nova's coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead. Nova, sitting up in the coffin: Yeah, no shit.

Sky: I hope you have an explanation for this. Cloud: We have three, actually! Nova: Pick your favorite.

Cloud: I bet you’re wondering why I gathered you here today. It’s because we need to have a discussion about how some people in this room aren’t getting along with other people in this room. Sky: Why did you say that so vaguely? Nova and I are literally the only people you called in here.

Sky: I love sarcasm! It’s like punching people in the face, but with words!

Sky: [trying to buy a Father's Day card at Hallmark] Sky: Excuse me, do you have any that just say "You are my dad?" Associate: Well, I- Sky: How about "You banged my mom?" Associate: No... Sky: You know what, I'll just get a blank one. Sky: [writes] You are a father. This is a day. Here is a card.

Cloud: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me. Sky: But did I make you cry? Cloud: [cries on the spot] Sky: ... shit.

Sky: We wouldn’t last two minutes without Nova. Sky: Sky: Don’t tell them I said that.

Cloud: What language do they speak at the center of the earth? Cloud: Core-ean! Sky: The center of the earth is around 5430 degrees Celsius! Nobody is going to live there, so they don’t need a language! Cloud: Core-ean.

Cloud: You know, it’s fine to admit you were wrong. Sky: [sipping his drink after accidentally adding salt] I just like the way it tastes.

Branch: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay, right?" and watch the look of terror on their face. Sky: Sky: I like you.

Shade: Can you recommend a book that'll make me cry? Sky: General Mathematics 8th Grade Edition.

Shade: We have a problem. Branch: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Shade: What the fuck. Shade: ESPN is showing 2003 national jump rope championship. Shade: Who the hell watches jump rope competiti- ooh bouncy!

Shade: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel. Cloud: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel! Branch: A realist sees a freight train. Sky: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.

Achilles: We’ll find another route, it’s not safe for amateur adventurers. Nova: That sounds like a challenge. Achilles: I have to stress, that is not a challenge. Nova: ... Is exactly what you say to dissuade the weak of heart from accepting the challenge. Well, challenge accepted! Achilles: There is no challenge!

Achilles: Okay, how do I look? Be honest. Cloud: There’s no critic more honest than Sky! Sky: Bad.

Achilles: We all have our demons. Achilles, grabbing Shade: This one’s mine.

Eve: Asa, don’t go picking a fight with Ailwyn. Don’t forget, they’re powerful, they could make life difficult for you. Asa: Wow, I wonder what it'd be like to have a difficult life.

Asa: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier!

Asa: If I fall down these stairs, I'm just going to lay down and accept my fate.

Asa: [walks into the kitchen, ignoring everyone] Eve: Hey, Asa, how was your day? Asa: [picks up an onion and bites into it, staring at Nova] Hell. Eve, watching this unfold: (whispers) Who hurt you?

Eve: What's worse than a heartbreak? Shade: Waking up in the morning and your phone wasn't charging. Branch: Waking up in the morning. Asa: Waking up.

Shade: Which one of you was going to tell me that tea tastes different if you put it in hot water?? Cloud: Y-you were putting it in cold water?? Sky: Shade. Answer the question, Shade. Shade: Yeah??? I thought people just put it in hot water to speed up the tea-ification process. didn't realize there was an actual reason. Shade: Plus you think I have the patience to boil water? Cloud: You don't have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes?? Sky: Why are you putting it in the microwave to boil it? Cloud: Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove? Sky: It takes less than a minute. Cloud: Is your stovetop powered by the fucking sun??? Sky: How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove? Cloud: Like seven minutes?? Nova: Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat and it boils in like 2 minutes... less than that if you use a saucepan! Sky: Why are you putting the whole mug on the stove?? On medium heat?? Nova? Your stove is enchanted! Shade: Every single person here is a fucking lunatic. Branch: Do none of you own a fucking kettle?!

[during a group project] Branch: [does 99% of the work] Cloud: [has no idea what’s going on] Nova: [says they’re gonna help but does not] Sky: [disappears at the very beginning and doesn’t show up again until the very end]

Just a silly thing I felt like I had to make lol.

Ik you guys don't know half of these characters lol. But it's fun foreshadowing for later... and still funny 😉

(Idk should I @ the whole Faerie's Dawn list? I'mma just @ my "everything" taglist and anyone I know who's really into FD lol)

@honeybewrites @the-golden-comet @illarian-rambling @ashirisu @urnumber1star

@the-letterbox-archives @48lexr @aalinaaaaaa @thecomfywriter @an-indecisive-nerd

@seastarblue @rae-butter @teamarine777 @caffeinated-starsailor @oliolioxenfreewrites

@corinneglass

[yandereorg]

The tortured poets department

Yandere writing prompts inspired by The Tortured Poets Department, some songs I didn’t do out of it being repetitive or i just couldn’t make it work.

Feel free to request any and add your own input, I got very tired towards the end<3

Fortnight-

Imagining a past future with a brief lover, full of the sweetest delusions fueling the foulest jealousies

Quotes “And for a fortnight there, we were forever”, “I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary”, “Your wife waters flowers, I wanna kill her” and “And I love you, it's ruining my life”

The Tortured Poets Department

Reading too much into them, obsessed even though they’re hurting themselves and you, wanting so desperately to save someone who doesn’t want to be saved

Quotes “I chose this cyclone with you”, “Who else decodes you?”, “But you're in self-sabotage mode, Throwing spikes down on the road”,and At dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger, And put it on the one people put wedding rings on, And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding”

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

(Original & final lyrics)

Finally leaving only to be drawn back in, you’re their favourite after all

Quotes, “He was my best friend and that was the worst part.", “I felt more then, in brief moments, Than with all the Kens”, “I'm queen of the kingdoms he destroys, oh, oh”, and “The voices in his head, Ring out louder than our midnight sighs”

Down Bad

The character picking up the pieces after you ruin them, they won’t let you leave them safe and stranded

Quotes, “So fuck you if I can't have us”, “wakin' up in blood”, “For a moment, I was heavenstruck”, “How dare you think it's romantic, Leaving me safe and stranded”

So Long, London

A lover so lost in their melancholy they virtually forget about you, or do they?

Quotes, “And you say I abandoned the ship, But I was going down with it”, “I died on the altar waiting for the proof, You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days”, “I'm just mad as hell cause I loved this place”, and “Stitches undone, Two graves, one gun”

But Daddy I Love Him

When everyone says no you just want it more, a love that’s fast, so bright it’s blinding and based in tragedy you just can’t see it yet.

Quotes, “I'm telling him to floor it through the fences, No, I'm not coming to my senses, I know he's crazy but he's the one I want”, “He was chaos, he was revelry, Bedroom eyes like a remedy”, “The saboteurs protested too much”’ and “It's mine alone to disgrace”

Fresh Out the Slammer

Pretty baby their running home to you, a past causal flame returns looking for sunshine, you’re own addicted brand of sunshine.

Quotes, “Camera flashes, welcome bashes”, “As I said in my letters, now that I know better, I will never lose my baby again”, “children's swings, Wearing imaginary rings” and “And no matter what I've done, it wouldn't matter anyway”

Florida!!!

You take yourself everywhere you go, and somebody else. Is that why your problems seem inescapable?

Quotes, “And this city reeks of driving myself crazy”, “The hurricane with my name”, and “Tell me I'm despicable, say it's unforgivable”

Guilty as Sin?

Love potions, so desperate for attention you’ll fall into the arms of whoever’s nearby

Quotes, “What if he's written 'mine' on my upper thigh, Only in my mind?”, “fatal fantasies” and “How I long for our trysts, Without ever touching his skin”

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me?

Betting on their feelings might just be the end of your life, well end of a free one anyway

Quotes, “At all costs, keep your good name”, “I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life made me mean,” “That I'm fearsome and I'm wretched and I'm wrong” and “I am what I am 'cause you trained me”

imgonnagetyouback

They know you can’t resist, they made sure of it

Quotes, You knew the price goin' in, “hear the whispers in your eyes”, “You'll find that you were never not mine”, “Even if it's handcuffed, I'm leaving here with you”, and “Pick your poison, babe, I'm poison either way”

The Albatross

You misread the signs and the messages, fate was trying to correct course but you just kept fighting.

Quotes, “Shooting the messengers”, “One bad seed kills the garden”, “But I'd visit in your dreams” and “The devil that you know, Looks now more like an angel”

[xx-midnight-candy-goblin-xx]

When will leave Jackson diary incorrect quotes part 2?

IT MAKES ME WHEEZE WHEN I READ PART 1

If you check the reblogs to the original post, I made a part 2

This is part 3

NJ (Nightmare Jackson), writing fanfiction: #murder as a love language, #hurt no comfort, #MCR voice: I'M NOT OKAAAYYYY, #author does NOT need sleep, #physically running away from feelings because what even are those

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Exer: If you need me to babysit Charlie, I'm available 24/6

Bailey: Don't you mean 24/7?

Exer: No, Saturdays are date nights with David

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David, half asleep: Peer pressure me into completing tasks

Brenda: Do it or you're straight.

David, immediately getting up: I SAID PEER PRESSURE NOT THREATEN

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Charlie: Can I have some?

Exer, eating Cup O Cat cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it

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Jolie: What is love?

Ken: An emotional minefield

Jackson: A neurochemical reaction

Timothy: baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more-

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K3vin, talking to the REDs, Brenda, Pamela, and the Detention Kids: you and your dreadful little polycule haven't seen the last of me

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Jackson: I wanna sleep for 40 hours

NJ: You know that's called a coma, right?

Jackson: That sounds so refreshing, I could totally go for a light coma right now

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Ken: I thought I was doing amazing socially at a party and then this girl asked me if I was autistic

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Dylan: Sh*t, I don't have enough money to pay rent . . .

Marco, biting his lip, looking Dylan up and down: Well . . . I'm sure we can find a . . . solution

Bailey: THIS. IS. MONOPOLY. HORNY JAIL. RIGHT NOW

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Ken: You're my hero!

Brenda: All I did was catch your plate of chicken nuggets before they hit the ground

Ken: But you did it heroically

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Jolie: Didn't you die?

K3vin: That was weeks ago. Things change.

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Ken: Did it hurt?

Stars: *chokes on spit* excuse me? Do not pull that "when you fell from heaven" shit on me-

Ken: When you crawled up from hell?

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David: I swear on my friends' lives that I don't have a crush on Exer

Brenda, hands on her neck: I can't BREATHE

Ronald: I . . . I see the light

Jackson, literally a theater kid: *choking sounds before he collapses on the floor*

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Jackson: I just had a thought, which, as you can imagine, was stressful

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Ken: Yeah, crushes are the worst, I always act stupid when I'm near mine

Brenda: But you always act stupid

Ken, sweating: . . .

Brenda: . . . wait-

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Jolie: *very pensive*

Timothy: What's up?

Jolie: I just saw Ken pour 4 pounds of sugar into a dryer and he said he was making cotton candy

Timothy: . . . Did it work?

Jolie: . . . NO??

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NJ: I like men in the sense that I can perform unethical experiments on them

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NJ: everyone is addicted to my Fun and Flirty personality. lives have been destroyed

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Ken: so I was talking to Brenda-

Tim: the rizzlerrrr

Ken: . . .

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NJ: *humming along to Monster High songs*

Jackson: *walks into the room* what are you listening to?

NJ: Fallout Boy

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Now if they could text:

Harry: Happy birthday, son . . . Exer: ?? is it my last? - Christine: Good morning pumpkin remember to drink water . . .

David: did you poison it? - Christine: Hey just picked up David and Exer from school they got into a fight Harry: 👍 Christine: What -

Norman, texting Mariah: Get bell soon. wet* wep* Oh forget it. You can just perish. - David, in a group chat with the REDs, Brenda, Pamela, and the Detention Kids: I want a bf Brenda: Do you mean boyfriend or best friend? Exer: I can be both Ken: damn that's crazy Timothy: @/inhiseyesaflamingglow ron come get the tea but be careful it's BURNING HOT 🔥 David: [dumb blond is replying to magic boi] {I can be both} ??? WAHT??!?? - Ken: hey Haru, two days later: what. Ken: can you get toilet paper like two days ago? mom wanted me to ask - Ken: I need to tell you smth important Elijah: yeah go on Ken: here I'll just send it. https://social.mtdv.me/articles/UGjq058oAB Elijah: . . . why.

[crumblinggothicarchitecture]

I love your lyrics critics!! absolutely love to see you tear apart T Swifts "genius writing"

here's a line that deeply bothered me from her new album

"I was a functioning alcoholic until nobody notices my new aesthetic"

bc like. yeah she probably is an alcoholic, from what we've seen but. treating alcoholism, addiction, mental health issues etc like an "aesthetic" is EXACTLY the kind of shit she does (literally seems to be what her chosen "aesthetic" for TTPD is) and it's so disgusting I'm shaking

Yeah- I am not sure Taylor Swift really understands the severity of the themes with which she plays.

The line "I was a functioning alcoholic until nobody notices me new aesthetic" just screams attention-seeking behavior. Not that it is a new phenomenon for Swift to be attention-seeking at all times, but I do worry about it.

Not to mention the broader context around that quote is :

I was supposed to be sent away But they forgot to come and get me I was a functioning alcoholic 'Til nobody noticed my new aesthetic All of this to say I hope you're okay But you're the reason And no one here's to blame But what about your quiet treason? ("Fortnight" 2024).

The surrounding use of "to be sent away" meaning that she was supposed to be forcibly institutionalized, and then "they forgot to come and get me" makes no coherent sense. She is saying that they were going to institutionalize her, until, what? They forgot?

Who is "they" and why did "they forget" the line goes nowhere in the song- and never reconnects with any thematic purpose or imagist-esque impression, thus rendering it incoherent. It's completely unconnected from the rest of the narrative- it's just sloppy writing.

Not to mention the first four lines are a guilt trip- saying, essentially, " I am mentally unwell, and it is your fault, I am an alcoholic, and it is your fault" but then pivoting into "but I'm so glad to see that you're okay"

This is the same conceit as her "Picture to Burn" (2006) and "Mr. Perfectly Fine" (2021). She can't even think of anything more original than the classic break-up fake-sadness-turned-gulit-trip trope.

It's an answer, too, to her song "Long Story Short" (2020).

But what I really want to talk about is the last line reading "But what about your quiet treason?"

In the word treason- she is essentially stating that her partner has betrayed her in some spectacular way- rendering the antecedent lines all the more sinister. She is saying that her mental and physical well-being is the responsibility of the other person, thus when she falls apart and they are to blame- it is a treasonous act. They were supposed to be the thing that "fixed" her, or "held her together." This is a poisonous message- it's a guilt trip.

Partners can be emotional support systems yes- but the way she writes this song fully objectifies the other person, as she never includes the other perspective in the song, it has the effect of rendering the other voiceless- furthering their objectification, stripping them of personal autonomy. The partner Swift is singing about becomes nothing more than her emotional crutch- that has failed to do what tools-like a crutch- are supposed to do. I just think there is something so odd about both claiming sever alcoholism, and throwing a bit of a pity-fit, while she is also clearly stripping another person of autonomy, and blaming them for running away from her, all in the same breath.

Like that song gives me a headache- not because it's sonically awful, but because it's told from the perspective of an abusive person.

[e-m-p-error]

It was hard--No, nigh impossible--to ignore Angel Dust's presence at this club. He didn't want to be in the same bar as the incompetent little whore, but he knew he couldn't concede to him and just leave. So he drank his Tom Collins, and he watched Valentino's threesome with Summer and Dia on his phone, and he waited.

What was he waiting for? For Angel to come over? To leave?

Hearing the low moan from Valentino as he grew closer playing in his head, his Bluetooth hooked up to his phone, he closed his eyes. That was it--

And then Angel was here, talking to him, interrupting him, and Vox narrowed his eyes.

"I'm here, Angel," Vox's voice dripped venom, his smile plastic as could be, "Because it's a bar, and I wanted a drink. I happen to like how they make a Tom Collins here. Better than Kitty's, she only makes fruity drinks and a good whiskey. Did you know that's why people go to bars?"

Suspicious Feelings | Closed

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Why did it matter that Vox happened to be at the same bar as him? Why did it bother him so much? He was off the clock and done for the day. It didn't matter if he drank or smoked whatever he wanted. But seeing Vox sat across the room was making his blood boil. His thoughts were swirling and kept assuming the worse. First, he tried to play it off. Flirt with random strangers and make it known. He made sure everyone knew he'd been brought a drink or two. He even went as far as to practically throw himself at some random men. But everyone, his eyes kept being drawn back to Vox. Finally, he couldn't it any longer. He stood as straight as he could as he stormed over there. "Did he send ya? Why else would ya be here?" He finally snapped.