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uh oh besties I might be at risk of becoming addicted to this thing
#fffffuck it’s good#it’s got a nice scaly texture and it felt amazing before I even turned it on#AND THEN I TURNED IT ON????#I. might have squirted on it. very quickly#and I had it on LOW#so needless to say I’ve made a very good purchase#and I will be fucking myself stupid with it for until I can’t think anymore#AND ALSO i’m stopping by the dispensary tomorrow#SO i’m gonna try it while I’m absolutely blitzed#and I might just go braindead#so look forward to that#ftm nsft#ftm t4t#queer nsft#t4t nsft#ftm ns/fw
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G O D.
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#matt bellamy#muse#i am having problems#red hair#fffffuck#his hands are lovely#also his eyes#also i told myself when i started liking the band that none of them is attractive and i am going to be completely normal#this lasted until i listened to feeling good#muse band#what a cutie
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Undying love to buy
I wrote upon
The corners of this eye
All wrongs done.
What payment were enough
For undying love?
I broke my heart in two
So hard I struck.
What matter? for I know
That out of rock,
Out of a desolate source,
Love leaps upon its course.
His Confidence, William Butler Yeats
#lnds xavier#xavier love and deepspace#lads xavier#the meaning of the use of 'eye' in the first stanza sailed right over my head but rereading it I'm like fffffuck#lads seiya#xavier x mc#dude got me reading poetry by an irish occultist who am I?!#the analysis of this poem is so good though this is a really great poem i cannot BELIEVE HE GOT ME OUT HERE LIKE THIS 😭💓#the other girlies with their monster mash men and then there's me and mine#about to rip our hearts open and then take a nice candlelight nap
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had the best last week at work (ignore the 27 bruises on my knees) but yesterday was fucking harrowing.
#sami rambles#my favourite kid who is just an absolute beam of sunshine and who i thought was just ambivalent to my existence#i was just the person who filled her water bottle up for her#during lunch she came to tell me that i was her favourite so then i had to tell her it was my last day and she got soso upset fffffuck#she hugged me like 25 times which was so cute and begged me to be her partner for everything an kept it together quite well#but then at hometime she burst into tears and i went out to make sure her mum knew nothing had happened i was just leaving#(sidenote her mum was so lovely and thanked me for being such a good friend to her daughter 😭)#but then she gave me another longer hug and cried into my shirt and god it was heartbreaking#ive never found it so difficult to keep it together my god#im gonna miss my stupid fucking job
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tenshi will make a return but its kafu-eine (caffeine) time rn
#SENA YUTA ART SO CUTE. GREAT TO SEE THEM DO ART NOT FOR SERIES STUFF#magu's neta things are not always my humor but i do appreciate this pun. the resulting song is also so good#the maximizer parody in it too. amazing.#something about how kafu sounds in parts reminds me of how miku sounds in osanzi's manipulate#i just got home this is th e only vocacolle song i was able to listen to yet#besides the minami no minami rime neta song. im like FFFFFUCK YES FINALLY MY GIRL GETS A NETA SONG
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Im absolutely distraught what the fuck
#THE GUILT HELP I ACTUALLY FEEL QUEASY#the staging and voice acting is so fffffucking good wow#did not expect a scene where he gets on his knees and sobs for forgiveness#IM GONNNNNAAA CRYYYY#im a LIAR IM ALRSAYD CRYING
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message to loser used to make me a little sad cuz . (loser fan) but now when i listen to it im backflipping and exploding HOLY FUCK this is da best song in the world
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tomorrow is gonna start one of the busiest and most stressful weeks of work where im going to be coming in early and staying late every day for 4 days in a row and i feel like im wasting my time laying in bed looking at my phone dreading it when i should be making the most of my remaining free time but i don't know if i can wholeheartedly have fun knowing what's coming
#fffffuck you if you want Christmas cards we should do away with the concept. im coming in to 70 orders tomorrow#i can manage about 20 by myself on a good day
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Oh my god, I just upended my entire ashtray onto my Freshly Washed bedding, I am going to eject myself into space, no helmet, no tether, let me PERISH
#devon talks#i am not having a good month#this just feels like the cherry on top#oh my god it reeks of eeed what rhe Fuck im goinf to cry#why didnt i cover it???? why did i put it on my bed?????#valid questions#.... i have no fffffucking clue
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one of the worst side effects of sleep-deprivation + adhd brain?
trying to figure out if the scant conversation soundvoice bits you're hearing are audio hallucinations, your computer, or some unrelated noise on the other side of the house morphed by your traitorous brain weaponizing pattern-recognition.
#i've ruled out computer#just adhd things#my brain will latch onto something barely heard and mutate it into a song or conversation or phrase or anything#it's why having some sort of noise filter to block out intermittent sounds during sleep is nice#i think it was actual people talking down the street#and my brain playing it back for me right like... right next to my ear#don't mix sleep-deprivation-induced tomfoolery with adhd brain kids#it never ends well#good noise filters? fan going. humidifier working. stuff like that.#when it rains there's some spots right outside this window where it plops very noticeably so it stands out from the 'general rain sound'#took a LONG while to get used to that and not go crazy#ticking clocks are audio brain poison#which sucks because like... they're nice? but also FFFFFUCK that sound calls my attention and then i can't get it away#fuck ticking.#i can see the appeal. and also 'aesthetics yaaaay'. but fuck those sounds.#ramblings#brain things#moi
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How about something with Vox and an assistant reader? I'm so excited your writing for Hazbin!
hehehe you have received: smut with fem reader
“I mean, do I have to hypnotize anyone if the marketing team is good? Darling, fire them all. Especially the ones I own. Make them squirm,” Vox talks, at you, not to you while you plug in the information on your V-Pad.
“Just squirm or flounder too?” you ask, not looking up at him either.
“Is that a fucking fish pun?” he turns on you, pushing his chair back from his desk.
“A synonym, Sir.”
You tap the screen a few times, filling his request and adding a bit of your own to it.
“Done. No severance package.”
You meet his gaze, smile toothy and wide.
“Devious bitch,” he muses, smiling just as wide, “Come to Daddy.”
You set the tablet down at the table near the door, smoothing out your skirt as you start to strut across the office, essentially modeling the outfit Vox had gotten designed for you. But before you can make it even a quarter of the way, Vox stops you with a look.
Right, how could you forget? You kick off your stilettos, a flash of the red bottoms against the navy carpet and you sink to your hands and knees; slowly, seductively crawling towards the overlord at his desk.
His screen glitches briefly, electrical current sparkling along the edges of him. He watches you fixated like a predator stalking his prey, yet you flourish under his scrutiny, proud and confident as your nails dig into the carpet and you make your way to the spot at his feet. Vox pats his lap, a silent invitation. There is no seat for you in this office, and thats on purpose. Vox always wants you on his lap, draped over him, straddling him, perched like a shiny trophy. Today you choose to straddle him, hiking up your skirt as you settle in facing him.
“Any panties?” He asks, and you roll your eyes.
“No point when I work for you,” you tease, settling yourself flush against him, bare against his lap. He’s already hard, because of course he is. When is Vox not hard if you’re in the room? It strokes your ego, the power you have over the overlord, the control you have over a powerful man.
“Seriously, where would I be without you?” he purrs, leaning in close and grabbing fistfuls of your ass.
“Hmm, probably struggling to keep your schedule?” you muse, nails raking down the front of his suit jacket.
Without warning, he lifts you, your legs wrapping around his hips like second nature at this point before he throws you unceremoniously down onto his desk, muscle memory stopping the back of your head from connecting to his keyboard. You’d learned that the hard way when this all started.
“Certainly wouldn’t be making a mess of my office,” he muses, his claws tracing down your front, teasing your cleavage and down your navel.
You reach for his belt buckle, making quick work of it.
“For the third time this week,” you say, always teasing him. Always pushing your boss’ buttons.
Vox hastily pushes your hands away, tugging his dress shirt out of his pants and undoing them enough to slide them down, his boxers coming with them. You gaze down at his cock, while fucking has become routine you’re always somewhat in awe of the size of him.
He’s quick to push your skirt up, bunching it around your waist without any care for the fabric. He’ll probably just buy you another one, so arch your back into his movements, letting him pull you into position while slots himself right where he needs to be. His eyes meet yours, screen bright and blinding. Sharp teeth in two identical smiles, and he pushes in.
You struggle to keep your eyes on his as you moan around the stretch, no matter how many times this happens it always catches your breath in your throat.
“Fffffuck yes,” Vox practically growls, voice modulator losing control as he bottoms out with your bodies fully connecting. He wastes no time setting a pace, hips snapping against yours, slightly upwards, hitting a truly amazing spot within you. You see stars, disoriented and already high on him him him.
Vox runs his claws along your hips, electrical currents running along your skin just strong enough to make your body twitch beneath him. His hands trail under your legs, hoisting them up against his chest to control you that much more as he leans over you.
“All mine, fuck, all mine,” Vox pants, speeding up his thrusts, rocking you further into the desk as his claws dig into your thighs to keep you flush against him. He grinds his pelvis into yours each time he bottoms out, sweet friction punctuated by featherlight sparks of electricity radiating from skin on skin. You nod eagerly, gritting your teeth, but that isn’t good enough for the CEO above you.
“Fuckin— say it! Say you’re mine,” he begs, his voice urgent and desperate.
“I’m— I’m—“
A moan cuts off anything you have to say, electrical pulses going straight to your cunt and frying your brain in the process.
“Gonna short circuit for me?” he teases now, and fuck he’s so confident. You’d like for once to have him writhing the way he does you. But your brain does indeed short circuit before you can dwell on that too much, your orgasm having snuck up on you, white hot intensity behind your eyes. You wail underneath him, your hands reaching out for his and prying his claws from your thighs. Instantly, he intertwines his fingers with yours, giving you stability as he fucks you through your orgasm. Vox groans as he spills into you only moments later, practically collapsing on top of you.
He stays there, with you folded in half, his length softening inside you, your fingers still tangled together.
“Can you say it now?” he asks, the edge of his screen resting against your shirt as it dims.
“I’m yours,” you confirm, “you needy prick.”
Vox laughs, loud and barking, and finally pushes himself off you. He’s incredibly gentle to pull out, to slowly unfold limbs and help you to sit up, letting you lean onto him.
“You know, I should really report you to HR for name calling,” Vox finally says, winking as he does.
It’s your turn to laugh, scoffing as you weakly slap at his chest.
“Right, and if you get me demoted I promise you that Peppermint couldn’t give you pussy half as good as this.”
Vox kisses you hard on the mouth, static crackling as screen touches lips.
Voxtech doesn’t even have an HR department.
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ok here they are
btw these three are only slightly more responsible than their original iterations and only by pure necessity. their kingdom/queendom is teetering on the edge of collapse. this is the price they paid for making sure delusion doesn't become king.
also i say 'these three' but honestly mostly just byte. pluto grew up with people trying to tell him how to be a prince so he's got backstory reasons for being less of a fool already, even before the coup. Slash is just good at pretending. which mostly means not saying any of her ideas when anyone else besides Byte and Pluto is around.
Fortunately she's very good at her job without ever saying a word. Big buff scary guard woman covered in scars glaring at you is more than enough to keep most people from trying to fuck with her, or the queen, or the queen's personal advisor 96% of the time
The other 6% comes from
Pluto gleefully helping overthrow Delusion,
The Queen has this crazy look in her eyes most of the time
There's been rumors for ages about the prince and a couple of commoner friends lurking in dark alleys not long before a corpse is discovered there.
Byte (Combat gear):
Bladed shield for defense AND stabbing
wough rock magic
she likes fighting :)
not as much as slash does, admittedly. or even pluto. but she is having so much fun
btw she has a concealed dagger with her formal outfit
every time i have to make some kinda error alt i have to once again face the fact that the og (and by extension, ds and h!ds and every other iteration EXCEPT for some reason Koroit) is just black + primary colors. it starts to hurt my brain after a while
Slash
everyone raise your hand if you're surprised she decided her familiar should be a dragon (no hands go up). she's telling it how to break into the treasury of the neighboring kingdom because the three of them forgot Phrikeh did not in fact have bottomless coffers
barely contained bloodlust. she looks like she's thinking of the most grisly way to kill you because she is. she wants you dead just so she can have fun killing you. it's not personal though don't worry <33
She is the most excited if the three of them ever have to take the field of battle. So far no one has survived a fight with her unless she wanted them to. That formal combat training has done her good. very unfortunate for literally everyone else though
she complains about the armor being uncomfortable but doesn't do anything about it. because it scares the shit out of people when she so much as narrows her eyes in it, and she thinks it's hilarious.
nothing else sorry. just Her
Pluto
they added a new scythe
He was "allowed" to keep pretty much all his stuff except the stuff that was specifically for the royalty. but that's pretty much just formal prince-y clothes and his crown, so he doesn't care. which is good because Queen Byte doesn't even know where the servants took that stuff. also when I say "allowed" I mean "Byte wasn't going to take all his shit just because he wasn't prince anymore."
The circlet he wears now is specifically because he's the queen's advisor. His princely crown was much fancier. he likes this one better it's not so annoying to wear
as the former prince, he knows a lot about Phrikeh's relations with other kingdoms. As Queen Byte's advisor, he has to tell her what he knows. this is the first time she or Slash have heard him talk about any other kingdom and they're kinda having fun listening to him bitch about the stuffy assholes he's had to deal with. he doesn't even like their allies. goddamn. (He admits that from a strategical standpoint, they're very good allies. he just hates them, like, personally.)
He uses water magic, rather than darkness magic. because I thought it'd be funny. also because i'm allergic to giving any two idiots from the same source the same type of magic and i think it'd be even funnier if hunter used darkness magic, given his position :)
ok so here's. ehre's the thing
there's a very funky rtoyalty au that me and wheeze have that's just called 'funky magic royalty au' where a whole bunch of characters are in weird places, despite it not being a swap or shift or switch au of any kind. but anyway i just realized i could add H!DS to it. so, in the spirit of the rest of the crack AU, i decided byte could be queen. and hohm y god she's so
don't worry about the spider that's just her familiar it's fine it's totally fine i don't know what you're worried about cmon it's just a little guy it's not like it's gonna earthbend you into the sun (probably)
i also forgot that gouge has a pet spider. so i'm going to now have to give gouge a larger spider of a different element
im working on the short essay of why this thing is a convoluted mess (affectionate), and maybe i'll drag the basics of the magic system out too. but right now i'm just being borderline incoherent and very gay and all of my attention is trained on the pretrty lady with none to spare for making sense
#Horror!Dreamswap#H!DS Byte#H!DS Slash#H!DS Pluto#(Pluto admits that Phrikeh's allies are VERY good allies from a strategic standpoint. he just hates them *personally*)#(he thinks they're idiots and/or assholes)#y'know his two here might actually be some of the best poses i've ever done. wow.#Genuinely considering making Supernova a part of the main timeline. just because i can. it would be funny#Ironically it's far less disastrous here. Because now they are actually very much on the same side#the only difference being that Slash is on Byte's side. and Delusion is on Slash's side.#this does mean he's on Byte's side by extension. but like if those two went their separate ways for whatever reason#he'd follow Slash and only hesitate long enough to see what Pluto was going to do#meanwhile in the non supernova timeline#they're one (1) insult away from trying to kill each other#They avoid each other like the plague and are STIFFLY civil if they absolutely have to interact.#god i keep scrolling back up to stare at The Queen in her Queenly Outfit and losing all coherent thoughts#she's so fucking pretty and cool and and and and and#and secretly completely batshit insane just like her besties#fffffuck#im so gay jesus christ#i gotta stop making pretty ladies (I say as I get ready to make Gouge)
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My ONGOING "SI-OC Ponderings that my Muse is haunting me with but I may never get around to write" Series!
Because, fuck it, might as well. Maybe it will inspire somebody?
Jedi Youngling! Staring down that double barrel Order 66! FUCK.
Now, see, they don't blame the Clones. They don't even blame the Jedi. Whole lot of "victims of circumstance and our Wrong Place Wrong Time environment" going on. But? Are they gonna lay down and take it? Fffffuck no!
They JUST got this body!
Also?
THESE ARE BABIES.
They, An ADULT, have a god damned MORAL OBLIGATION to save as many of this itty bitty alien babies as they can. They warn the adults, obviously. But they FULLY expect? And are unsurprised? When they DON'T LISTEN.
There is a Force Damned PRECEDENT for that. (May you finally rest in peace now, Master Sifo-Dyas.)
The younglings though? THEY didn't get to make a choice. THEY are innocents. And as the only ADULT with knowledge of what's to come? It's HER moral, ethical, and Force given obligation to PROTECT them until they can do so themselves.
As a Jedi... she has to PICK.
Try to save the adults? Those who willfully chose ignorance AND have the ability to defend themselves? To fight and flee under their own power? Or... save the younglings, the infants and babies. Those whose ignorance is that of the young and still learning? Who CAN NOT fight. Can Not run?
It's no choice at all. And if they truely understood? She can only hope they would command her to do EXACTLY as she is doing. Would demand no less. Consider it UNTHINKABLE to ever choose them.
She searches out the hidden passages. Practices lifting things instead of sword stances. She will need to carry so much. Move so quickly. She KNOWS where the attack will come from... Force willing, if she plans well? The Creches will be EMPTY by the time the soilders arrive.
But for that? She must steal. Redirect. Take things from where they should be. It is easier then it should be. First because no expects true mischief from a child, then? Because a war has begun.
Restriction Bolts of the Temple droids and a simple explanation is enough to gain their assistance. It's illogical not to have a plan, even if you never use it. And through them? "Liberated" data jewels. Already plumbed for all the information they're good for. High end, too.
Perfect.
She wipes them all. Fashion's a belt that, one day, Force willing she might wear as a necklace. Then sets to work coping EVERYTHING about the Jedi. When the temple is lost? Their history should not be.
So long as this string of jewels alone survives.
The Jedi are remembered. Luke with not have to start over from half memories and hearsay. They can learn from the past AND still have it. She puts diaries, prophecies, books the jedi wrote for fun. Various Force sects both past and still alive. Teaching methods. Anything. Everything.
A time capsule.
It HAS to be enough.
She fears it's not. Sneaks into the hall of retired Sabers. Sits. And opens her mind to them all. Please. Please! She knows. She's so, SO sorry. You were done. You EARNED your rest. She would not ask this if youngling were not on the line. If Illum might not become to dangerous to travel too.
....if she did not fear what would become of you, should you stay.
The Sith is coming. He WILL take the temple.
Will you come with me now?
Some do, some promise to die, and die VICIOUS. Swear to blow to deadly shrapnel in the hands of any who dare come for them. Others leave their casings. Willing to come, but not as they were. She apologizes for the indignity, as she stuffs them all in the hidden paths.
Honestly? They muse. They've seen worse. Remember that-? WE DO NOT SPEAK OF THAT. HE WAS TRYING HIS BEST, OKAY?!
And all throughout? One must wonder. What do the other younglings think? That OC is strange? Mad? To be ostracized? No, of course not. She is nice. Listens when they're upset. Does not judge or make every emotion a test. Hugs come readily and her mind FEELS older. Like the Creche Master.
And? If Master YODA can be short? Why not OC? She just lives with them. The other Knights and Master's don't listen to her because she Sees things. It scares them. They SAY they do. But children know the difference, don't they? Between what you promise you'll do... and what you'll ACTUALLY do?
But see, the Creche Master's? Increasingly distracted. Preparing the eldest of their charges for WAR ZONES. It's stressful. The fact that the youngers are quiet? SHOULD raise alarm bells. They KNOW better. But they are distracted.
The ones who DO notice? Are the orphan Padawan. The older initiates. People assigned to "help out".
There aren't enough mind healers. Not enough hands to help around the Creche. It was considered a good idea. Young children are full of uncomplicated Light! Yes, Yoda. They are. But as with Obi-Wan, so too with the Crechelings? Children are NOT here to mend the hurts of their elders. That is NOT their purpose.
They are exposing the youngers to Fear and Grief. Broken bonds and the echos of war. This is NOT good for young force sensitives.
Yet... are THEY not young Force Sensitives? Children too? OC knows they are. And it is a bitterness on her tounge. She does what she can. Because SHE is and adult. They notice too. How can they not? The other children turn to her, she guides them through their day. She gives "projects" and listens to concerns. Walks everyone through meditation.
......runs everyone through the Evacuation Plan? WHAT Evacuation Plan?
Oh.
It... it helps. Having something they are PART of. Doing TOGETHER. Something to combat the growing, creeping, darkness that is not violence and death. This? This is planning. Preparation. It... it feels like have some sense of control again, after everything has become senseless and OUT of control. Yet? It is not DARK. Not seeking to force control on others.
It is just... quietly stepping back.
One foot, then another. Calmly and with grief. Letting go, knowing you have tried, as you leave those who have made their choices to the fates they chose. Silently slipping out the door before the building begins to burn. Just as you warned them. Just as they refused to hear.
It's okay to grieve.
Even those who are still alive.
Of course, Shadows ARE supposed to notice unusual movements. Spies and Falling are a concern. Heeey, little youngling! How's things? Just swinging byyyy~☆ soft interrogation tactics~! Gonna admit to any of the Blatant Theft?
Yes, actually. Good you are here. Saves OC the trouble of trying to figure out who is and isn't a Shadow. Kinda convenient, Master Vos, that it's you. What's the fastest set of ships you could stash at the exit to this and THIS hidden path? By this date?
He's sorry, what?
You heard her.
Tiny youngling, unflinching, staring him down and asking for ships like that's a thing she has any right to do? Why? Well... that depends. Are you actually going to listen, Master Vos, or do you want an answer that will comfort you?
Excuse me.
Do you remember? Master Vos, the suffering of Sifo-Dyas? A temple full of Jedi, a seat upon it's council, yet not a single soul would hear him. Would truely listen. How many Knights? How many Masters? Tell me, Master Vos, exactly how many have DIED for willful ignorance and attachment to peaceful days?
There could not POSSIBLY be Sith. So we will not train or prepare. There can not POSSIBLY be a war, Sifo-Dyas, so be consumed by your fear alone. Die, alone. Let Padawan and peacekeepers be Generals. Because what the Force has shown you? It is happening today.
So we refuse to see it. Cling to the present, Master Vos.
Isn't it so COMFORTING here?
You don't have to know what might be. Don't have to ACT. Can be blind and choose ignorance.
A vision then? He surely concludes. For he is no fool. And the Youngling just looks tired. Eats their meal. Answer the question, Master Vos. Do you remember? Was Master Kenobi's suffering also ignored? How well did that work out. Will you LISTEN or have you already come to your conclusions, and now simply seek information to support them?
....he wants to. He does. But you're like, four.
OC nods. Fair. She can see the genuine conflict on his face. He HEARD her. But can not let go of what his eyes tell him. The Force is too muddled here. She too, would have a hard time trusting a small child with something so serious. But.... she can not change her path. And neither can he.
May the Force Be With You, Master Vos.
Plan Besh it is.
She is a small adorable child. The Coruscant gaurd are overworked and filled with spite. Who wants caff and bribery~? Do they clock her immediately? Yes. Is this hilarious. Also yes. Who did you kill, small child? We promise not to be mad.
No one, yet. Could change. She would prefere it not. But who knows. Anyway~☆! Do any of YOU caff loving (here have a refill) gentleman happen to know of any asshole Goverment Officals with REALLY fast ships that run primarily of droid piloting? With potentially easily disabled trackers? Not that she, a small child, would be DOING anything with this information!
It's just neat information to know! *innocent blinking of innocence*
Uh huh. And they were decanted yesterday.
That SAID.... they have a list. Oh noooo! They dropped the list! So much effort to pick it up. Hey, kid, could pick that up and definitely not steal it for us? Good baby Jedi. Thanks for the Caff. Tell Vos to stop haunting the lower levels. It's OUR job to hunt criminals for sport, not his.
Yes, sir o7
Of she goes? To the Senatorial Garage. It's mostly droids. Of LOOK! I have this handy little tool! Pop. Pop, pop, pop~! Hey? Wanna fuck over the asshole who doesn't appreciate you, steal this ship, AND save the lives of small children?
BOY WOULD THEY! Says local every droid in the Ship pool.
Great! Just figure out where the trackers are, how to turn them off, and when it's time? Meet a one of these locations for pick up. We're gonna NEED you. Like... actually NEED. Not "I'm throwing my money around on the latest and greatest then not USING THEM FOR ANYTHING" supposedly need. You'll have SO MUCH WORK.
(They're gonna cry in Binary. Omg? Fuckin FINALLY???)
And so... inevitably. The clock ticks down. The drama of adults ramps up. They smuggle a few clone troopers through surgery. Try to warn the others. Know it won't be enough. The momentum is too great. The gears of War will grind over everything.
Like a forest fire... the old has to burn away for new growth.
But like hell is she letting that come at the cost of tiny bodies. Clones trapped in their minds forced to fire upon children. There will be enough horrors this day. This can be on less. They WILL be ready. And... they are.
She sees the council running out. Knows what it means. And she does NOT hesitate. Her signal goes out. Her Padawan helpers dropping everything to BOLT for the Creche and the go bags stored there. They are followed by friends. Who do not understand, but trust them. Who's Master's do not understand, but assume this is some plan they were not told off.
It certainly seems so, when in the distance? They hear the temple gaurds fighting to hold the line. Hear blasterfire. They race down the hidden paths. Are met with droids, loading up food and medicine, leave as soon as each ship has the assigned numbers. Again and again. Senatorial chips mean instant pass into space. Important business, you understand.
The droids will follow, with everything. Including what was nailed down. Probably the nails too.
Might steal the hammers while they're at it.
Next stop? Wild Space.
Explorcorps newest finds. FRESHLY deleted. All points warning already being sent. A Fuck You Very MUCH, Sith-y Pants. You'll not be getting ANY of the Corps workers if THEY can help it. And hey... the Masters and a few knights were a pleasant suprise. Them and their squad of rescue troopers? Almost make enough adults to take care of everybody!
Now all they have to do? Is hide, rebuild, and regrow.
Return when Luke has down his Luke thing.
Who knows... not her. She made a plan and she DID it. Some one else can decide for a while. She's just a kid. Tell her when they get there, okay?
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chaggie and the dangers of flirting and makeouts during hotel operational hours :3 (they'll never live it down now)
Vaggie: "Are you the light to my moth, babe? 'Cause I just can't take my eyes off of you."
Charlie: "AWWW Vaggieeee! That's-"
Charlie: (stares at gf)
Vaggie: (stares back with one eye)
Vaggie: "...I guess it's more like eye singular, huh?"
Charlie: "You're eyeball might be single- but YOUUUU definitely are NOT!" (smooches gf's eyepatch) "Mmmwah~"
Vaggie: "Wow. Are scars really that kissable?"
Charlie: "Everything about you is kissable!"
Vaggie: "That's a pretty big claim."
Charlie: "You're a very pretty lady. AND! I have proof!"
Vaggie: "Yeah? Where?"
Charlie: "Anywhere you'd like...~"
Vaggie: (smiling) "All these years, hun, and you still need voice instructions."
Charlie: "Mm. Your voice is ALSO very pretty, Vaggie."
Vaggie: "Well then let's start right there."
Charlie: "Okay!!!"
Vaggie: "...."
Vaggie: (laughing) "I meant my lips, sweetie."
Charlie: "Oh! Whoops, heheh, the low neckline and choker necklace combo strikes again!"
Vaggie: "Mission accomplished."
Charlie: "Hm?"
Vaggie: "My uh neck doesn't mind being kissed?"
Charlie: "That's VERY good to know~"
-DOOT DOOT DOOT LATER ON-
Husk: "The fuck. What happened to you?"
Vaggie: "I was cooking laundry."
Vaggie: "Folding dishes....
Vaggie: "....."
Vaggie: "...fucking dandies-"
Husk: "Pick one."
Vaggie: "Nothing's ever happened to me, Husk. Why?"
Husk: "You motherfucking shit liar, you're in deep shit now. There's black lipstick on your fucking THIGH."
Vaggie: "Thighs plural."
Husk: "What?"
Charlie: "I'M ALLOWED TO WEAR BLACK LIPSTICK HUSK!!!"
Husk: "What's that got to do with... fffffuck."
Vaggie: "Sweetie..."
Husk: "YOU wear black lipstick??"
Vaggie: "Ugh."
Charlie: "Oh. Um."
Charlie: ".... not that it has anything to with Vaggie's thighs, but yes."
Husk: "....."
Husk: "I'm telling Angel Dust."
Vaggie: "NO-"
Charlie: "-do NOT tell Angel Dust!!!"
Husk: "Hey loser baby! Guess who's bringing home the fresh hot fucking gossip tonight!"
Vaggie: "HUSK."
Angel Dust: "Ohhhh daddy whiskers, ya spoilin' me~"
Charlie: "No no no no no !!! Don't tell him! WE'LL GIVE YOU A RAISE!"
Husk: "My soul's enslaved to a watered down deer furry and I work in this shithole hotel for free."
Charlie: "DAMNIT ALASTOR!!!"
Vaggie: "We'll let you drink on the job?"
Husk: "Already do."
Vaggie: "Fuck."
Angel Dust: "Enough beggin' and pleadin' and spill the tea! This ain't a sex dungeon!"
Husk: "It might as fucking well be."
Angel Dust: "You mean they-? On the job? NO WAY!"
Charlie: "Husk please-"
Husk: "Did you know the princess wears black fucking lipstick?"
Angel Dust: "Black? But ain't her lips naturally... so wait.... oh my gay."
Angel Dust: (stares at vaggie) "Holy shit??? Kisses? THIS WHOLE TIME!? I thought ya was just useless at self application! 'cause of the missing eye thing!!!"
Vaggie: "That damn missing eye is to blame for this."
Angel Dust: "Say what?"
Charlie: (frantically shrugging off jacket & tying it around gf's waist so it hangs past vaggie's skirt & hides the lipstick) "NOTHING!!!!!"
#hazbin hotel#chaggie#charlie morningstar#vaggie#husk hazbin hotel#angel dust hazbin hotel#incorrect quotes#they missed a spot check while making each other presentable afterwards#whoooooooooooooops
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Maybe a bit of a weird question, but which of the "duo becomes a trio" version do you prefer the most with sashannarcy?
Not a dumb question at all! I've actually been thinking about this ask a lot because I can't come up with a conclusive answer. I think all three possibilities are interesting, each bringing something different to the table.
Marcanne + Sasha puts Sasha in the uncomfortable initial position of being the third wheel for the first time in her life, kinda like in The Dinner, and I just know it would either drive her up the walls (if this is like... pre-redemption) or she'd be the biggest most supportive bestie who 100% wants her girls to be happy (post-redemption) even if the denial is killing her. Think... her behavior during Commander Anne, gritting her teeth and smiling and insisting on Anne being in charge. That's her here. It drives Anne and Marcy crazy when she makes excuses to not hang out because she doesn't want to get in the way, it's like they need to trick her by having one join the two later on in the outing, and even when she's having one-on-one quality time with one of them, she can't stop talking about their love life, as if saying, wouldn't you rather be with your girlfriend right now? Because I can leave. I can drive you to where she is and leave. I can pay for your dates even. And they're sick of it because they don't know how to let her know they're in love with her and want to date her too. She barely lets them get a word in, as if she's already made the decision for all three of them.
Bonus angst points if they think she's straight because they only ever saw her date boys and, you know, they don't want to gang up on their straight friend. Meanwhile Sasha never came out to them because she didn't want it to read as a romantic advance (-> a possibility that only exists in her head) and now it's too late because, well, obviously, they will think she's trying to get into their relationship or something. These three idiots, I tell you.
A younger Sasha would be a menace, though. Oh it would make her so mad. Biggest marcanne anti. She loves them too much to physically hurt them but she's get incredibly aggressive and keeps trying to exert control over them. Marcy reacts much more meekly than Anne, assuming Sasha just needs to be reassured she's not being left out, but Anne gets murderous like... she's had enough of Sasha's weird obsessions with power and control, and now she's trying to tell her fucking girlfriend what to do? She's always been protective of Marcy, and even if Marcy doesn't like it, it feels like she has to fight off a dragon for her with Sasha acting like this all of a sudden.
Angsty either way :D
Sashanne + Marcy is equally angsty for entirely different reasons. Marcy is a lot more passive, like, unless fffffucking Andrias outs her for shits and giggles during True Colors or something, I can see her keeping her feelings secret for years and years and years. She's just so happy to see Anne and Sasha getting along so well and being the best versions of themselves! Amphibia changed them for good. Her, though? She came back broken. She doesn't feel like a better version of herself, she just feels worthless. But it's fine! It's fine. Her friends still want her around, for some reason, even though she's so far away and they're dating and surely, they wouldn't want to spend every sleepover they have on videocall with her, right? Oh, silly Marcy, of course, they probably just have a lot of sleepovers they don't tell her about. Why should they, anyway? They're girlfriends. Marcy is... the old childhood friend who left years ago.
It IS a lot like her favorite mangas, though... her two childhood friends, turned hot (by highschool standards) popular girls... taking a liking to her? Nerdy little Marcy? She already lived through one anime plot and she barely made it out alive, she doesn't expect this to go anything like her fantasies. She knows better now. She'll just... love them from afar. They don't need to know.
Little did she know that Anne and Sasha spent one solid 1/3 of their time together looking at photos of Marcy and gushing over how cute she is. Admitedly, it took them a lot to admit to each other that they liked her. Like, surely that's practically cheating, right? It actually comes up after one of Marcy's visits to LA, in which she stayed in Anne's room for about a week, which pretty much meant a week-long sleepover to which Sasha invited herself to immediately.
It was a bit awkward. At first, Marcy found it cute that they didn't sleep together for her sake. They probably didn't want to make her uncomfortable. They were very thoughtful, but not enough to realize putting her in the middle only made it worse. The worst part is that all the cuddling was accidental, like, they were all pretty much turning their backs to each other when they went to sleep! Waking up all tangled up wasn't anyone's intention. Cue Anne awkwardly asking Sasha, as soon as Marcy is out of earshot, if it made her jealous that she's been spooning Marcy for the past few days, and if they should change their sleeping arrangements. Sasha is jealous but not for the reason Anne thinks.
Everything boils over... pretty much as soon as Marcy walks through the gates of the airport. They both feel like they're going to cause the end of their relationship right there and then but they just need to be honest with each other, and they're uttely delighted to learn they both feel the same way. That night, while on videocall with Marcy, cuddling together while seeing her get ready for bed in her cute little pajamas as she rambles about anime and whatnot, they fully admit to themselves how much they love her. It's an experience. Little whispers of "look at her!" and "she's so cute!" are shared.
They can't wait to have her back in their arms.
Sasharcy + Anne is an interesting case because I consider Anne a very good influence on the other two, and depending on the moment of their lives, they could be very very unhealthy and they may handle things terribly. Marcy would never think to speak a word of her feelings for Anne, and Sasha would overcompensate by being wayyy too possesive of Marcy. Like, she never had to manipulate or threated Marcy before, because she always went along with whatever she said, unlike Anne who tended to be more reluctant. Now though? There's no reason to boss Marcy around, but... but... no one can accuse her of being tempted to cheat if she accuses Anne of trying to steal her girl! Right? No one can accuse her of wanting to cheat if she accuses Marcy of wanting to cheat whenever she hangs out with Anne! She's looking deranged right here. Marcy freaks out when Sasha implies that, because she thinks she didn't hide her feelings well, she thinks Sasha saw right through her. Really, Sasha isn't seeing shit, she's just projecting. Anne, for her part, is incredibly turned off by these obsessive displays of possessiveness, like, jeez, if she ever thought she liked Sasha, this is making her change her mind. She's crazy. Dodged a bullet with this one. She still loves her but she's not even thinking about a relationship with this maniac atm. She does feel bad for Marcy - she loves her, and she doesn't want to get in between her and Sasha, but... but... this is her best friend. She doesn't want to see her like this. She ends up practically fighting Sasha over her, which makes Sasha's insecurity and Marcy's anxiety skyrocket. Oh no dear God, this is terrible, someone please stop them, they're eating each other alive.
If they're a bit older and healthier, the situation would be much different. I feel like Sasha and Marcy would understand each other in a way Anne might struggle a bit more to get, so they may actually confess their feelings relatively early, but they would also feel like they put Anne through soooo much already, that she doesn't deserve both her best friends lusting after her too. There's only so much Anne can put up with. Plus, they don't want to ruin things and lose her. They're happy together and they're happy to have Anne as their friend. It's okay. Even if they tease each other a lot whenever any of them has any one-on-one quality time with Anne. They like making each other flustered by bringing her up.
Anne starts to notice them acting weird around them, but whenever she asks if they're okay, they insists everything is fine, so she lets them be. She's relatively well-adjusted here, accepting her feelings while not acting on them because she doesn't want to get between them, but a lot of it is also just denial, y'know, it's no big deal. Okay, so she's in love with her two best friends, who are dating each other. But that's okay. They're happy. They're healthy. They're doing great. Both parties are in heavy denial and going nowhere. It's a mess.
Btw there's this wonderful fic by @glacecakes with a hanahaki disease premise about these three in this specific configuration, I highly recommend it!
Anyway yeah I don't know if I can pick one. The three possibilities are super interesting and they all lend themselves to different forms of angst and fluff and everything in between. If I HAD to choose... maybe Marcy joining sashanne? The idea of Sasha and Anne gushing over Marcy together is so endearing to me. But I love all three options. I need to find more fics with these general premises, damn.
#amphibia#sashannarcy#sashanne#marcanne#sasharcy#anne boonchuy#sasha waybright#marcy wu#my posts#my beautiful and messed up babies
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