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butchpillowprince · 11 months ago

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Butch4Butch Porn Catalogue

Written erotica

The Holy Grail, required reading: George's Boi by greyhyms on AO3 - butch/butch, Daddy kink, stone butch

Set in Stone: butch on butch erotica (2001) at openlibrary.org

The entire Jess/Lupe A League of Their Own tag on AO3

Sinclair Sexsmith - butch4butch and butch4femme: website

Orlando Silver - butch4butch and T4T: Substack

Dev Ill/thedevilisadyke: AO3

kind to be cruel - butch/butch - dignification kink, Daddy kink

bad guy - butch/butch - sadism and masochism, blood play, bondage

in the alley - butch/butch/butch - orgasm control, pain kink, public sex/in an alley, Daddy kink, Sir kink, threesome

fangs4fur - butch/butch - vampire and werewolf, breeding kink, pain kink, blood play, sadism and masochism

Bite, Burn, & Sting - butch/butch, needle play, pain kink, piercings, genital piercing, Daddy kink, impact play, masturbation

Solder & Flux - butch/butch, power bottom/service top, hatefucking, enemies to lovers, pain play, Daddy kink, knife play, blood play, gagging

Smoke and Flame- butch/butch, smoke play, marijuana, Daddy kink, choking

Forgive Me, Father - butch/butch, blasphemy kink, masturbating in a confession booth, wax play, spanking

dykediaries: Literotica

Bois' Night - butch/butch, a friend helps a friend get over a breakup

Meet Me After Work? - butch/butch, a butch gets picked up by a customer at their job

One Night Stand - butch/butch, two butches get set up on a blind date

Reconnecting - butch/butch, two old transmasc friends meet up post-transition

Welcome Surprise - butch/butch/femme, threesome, a butch/femme couple incorporate another butch

basicbutch: Literotica

Arm Wrestle - butch/butch - The reigning arm wrestling champ at the dive bar meets her match.

One Bad Night - butch/butch - A terrible night out results in unexpected romance.

(my stuff) Leo Wilder/ butchpillowprince: AO3, website, instagram, linktr.ee

Yes, Sir anthology (paperback, ebook)

Coming Home novella (paperback, ebook)

Charlie & her friends series

Poker Game - butch/butch/butch/butch/butch/butch group sex - Charlie and her friends play poker and find a new way to place their bets.

Halloween Party - butch/butch/butch/butch/butch/butch group sex - Charlie and the gang throw a Halloween party and play truth or dare.

Camping Trip - butch/butch/butch/butch/butch/butch group sex and three butch/butch pairs - Charlie and her friends go on a camping trip together after the Halloween party.

New Year's - butch/butch/butch/butch/butch/butch group sex - Charlie and her friends go to a kink party for New Year's Eve.

One-shot originals

Against the Ropes - butch/butch - Tensions run high in the boxing ring between rivals.

Amateurs - butch/butch/butch/butch - Some butch friends film amateur porn in a parking lot, and get caught.

Bittersweet Rivals - butch/butch - Two basketball rivals meet at the bar and work out their rivalry on the dancefloor.

BOY TOY - butch/butch - A couple explores a "BOY TOY" collar fantasy together, and acts it out in the bedroom.

Butch Bros - butch/butch - Two butch buds hang out and have a good time on the couch.

Butch Cocksuckers - butch/butch/butch - A set of roommates work on their communication together.

Chastity - butch/butch - A closeted, repressed baby butch gets corrupted by a filthy, greedy butch top.

Gym Rat - butch/butch - A gym bro follows a silver fox to the showers.

Library Stacks - butch/butch/butch - Two students find a creative way to study in the library, and they get caught.

Oil Change - butch/butch - Jack's friend needs some help in the garage.

Road Trip - butch/butch - A country boy and a city boy take a road trip together, and the city boy misbehaves.

Suit and Tie - butch/butch - Two butches get dressed up for the opera and don't make it out the door.

Tough Guy - butch/butch - A heartbroken butch goes to the bar, flagging black on the right.

Use Me - butch/butch - A drink on the couch becomes more when the boy learns how to ask for what he wants.

Audio erotica

Dev Ill/thedevilisadyke: butch4butch audio library

Closer Than Ever and Game Time on Dipsea (paid or 7 day free trial) - masc lesbian friends have a Dyke Night that starts with a friendly massage / They go to a bar and realize their prospects aren't as hot as each other

Masc for Masc on TryQuinn (paid or 7 day free trial) https://www.tryquinn.com/audio/masc-for-masc

The entire butch4butch tag on Gone Wild Audio Sapphic (/r/gwasapphic)

Video porn

Fagdyke Cruising

Shutter

Blue Room

Butch4Butch Daddy boy scene

Butch vs butch lesbians

Butch & Butch

Sid Blankovich and Jiz Lee

Adina and Saffron

Daddi Dice and Red Jackhammer

Dallas and Syd Blakovich

Two lesbian butches having anal sex

Butch on fire

Real girlfriends

The rest of the butch4butch tag on PINKLABEL.tv

Am I missing something? Reblog and link to it!

#butch4butch #butch bottom #butch #butch top

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guardianlegends64 · 6 months ago

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[Closed RP] Hazbin Hotel Alternate Love Story “The last Hunter becomes the Lover”

In the most Dangerous and Violent and Deadly World that’s called “Hell” There was a Big Tower That’s Called “Hazbin Hotel” the Hazbin Hotel is A Place where Demons Can Try to Get Redemption and To Rehabilitate themselves and To Gain a chance towards Heaven…

The Hotel belongs To Charlie Morningstar and the One with many Friends and Family who believe in Her Dreams and who she also deeply cares about as they do too…

As she has a Special Ally who always Smiles and has a Radio Like Voice and Has a Special Red Suit and even has Antlers and his very own Red Staff it’s Alastor The Radio Demon…

Alastor Is The Demonic overlord Who is the main Radio Host of Hell and Of Course Who Helps Charlie Morningstar with the Hotel and also Protects the Hotel with His Very own Powerful demonic Powers and abilities..

Until that one Day where Alastor was Taking a Stroll down the Very streets of Hell and every demon that he comes across to flees immediately as they’re all too Afraid and too terrified of the Radio Demon..

“ Ah hehehe… such a pleasant day for a walk… though a little long overdue for a walk”

Then until He Encountered someone from afar who he has Never Seen Before in his entire demonic life in Hell that someone with Fox Ears and many Fox Tails…

“Hm? Well whom might you Be..?”

Alastor Says in his Demonic Radio voice and in which he Gets a Small Flashback of when he was Still alive and in Making a Deal with Someone before he died “Hunt Her Down…” as the Flashback ended…

“What the… fock..?”

It’s been almost a Decade in Hell and Alastor never had a Flashback in His Very own Demonic Life… as his Smile almost Slightly lowered but shakes it off as he Observes the one with the Fox Ears and many Tails in which is a Lady who Alastor has never met before but he never Backs down on a deal…

“Heheh! Hunting you down will be fairly easy and Quick”

Alastor Uses his Quick Traveling ability in which he stands right 6 Steps behind the Fox Lady but quickly notices some other demon is going for the attack first as Alastor Swiftly takes the demon down but also gets Noticed by the Fox Lady as Alastor is still smiling

“Not Going To Happen..not in a million years you disgusting little Focking Brat!”

Alastor Says Angered as he turns to his Attention to the fox lady as he was about to talk her since the little sinner Demon ruined his Plan as the Fox Lady Spoke first…

#hazbin hotel #Alternative #alternate story #alastor #romance

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cryingatwindermerepeaks · 2 months ago

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Little Tori Spring ficlet <3

Tori regresses while Charlie’s friends are over but she needs her brother.

Word count: 3220

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Charlie’s friends sounded like they were having fun downstairs. They always sounded like they were having fun when they were together. Part of Tori wished she had friends like them, though she didn’t think she’d be awfully good at it. The whole laughing around other people thing wasn’t her strong suit. Still, it made her feel awfully lonely up in her room by herself. Tori frowned, curling tightly into herself under her thick duvet. She tried to block the noises out by pulling her blankets over her ears but it just made the voices sound distorted and monstrous. It normally didn’t bother her too much when her brother had his friends over while her parents were away, she didn’t have anyone to bring over anyway. Yet, today the thought of so many people downstairs felt crushing. This was due to the fact that she was feeling little. She couldn’t be sure how old she felt, Charlie was always much better at figuring that out for her. She just knew she didn’t feel very grown up at all. Tori needed her brother but that would require her to go downstairs and be in front of all those people. The thought made her stomach ache painfully. She sucked harshly on her pacifier, attempting to settle her racing thoughts. It was an old thing, her pacifier. She’d never gotten rid of her childhood one. Her parents had tried to wean her off when she was little but Tori had always had weird fixations and emotional connections to certain objects. Until recently, when she’d spoken to Charlie about how she’d been feeling, it had sat untouched in a box under her bed. Now, she kept it hidden in the drawer of her bedside table and used it embarrassingly often. Charlie would remind her it wasn’t embarrassing at all but she couldn’t help but think that way when she was alone. Despite the fact she often felt quite uncomfortable at the thought of her regression when she was big, her pacifier helped her feel small and safe when the whole world seemed to be utterly and completely horrible. Which was, for Tori, quite often. Like now, her stomach was aching and turning in knots. She kept having these awful thoughts about Charlie being sick again and it was scary. So scary. If she could make herself feel a bit smaller, her mind would quieten enough that she could stop feeling sick. The problem was that she was stuck in a weird in between space. Not completely little but she definitely wasn’t big either. The only way she really knew to bridge that gap was to have Charlie comfort her. She really just wanted her brother.

Tori rubbed at her face harshly, sighing and letting her pacifier fall onto the pillow by her head. She thought maybe some lemonade might help settle her stomach, her glass was empty but she could probably get downstairs, grab a drink and come back without really being noticed. It sounded like a pretty simple plan, even if someone did see her they wouldn’t notice anything was off because she’d be really quick.

Tori slipped her bunny slippers on, they were her favorite and always made her feel smaller, safer. She also pulled a grey zip up hoodie on. It was oversized and the cuffs dangled down past her hands, swamped in the clothes she truly did feel like a kid again. For safety measures Tori grabbed her stuffed toy fox. She had soft orange fur and had been a present from Nick when he’d found out Tori didn’t really have any toys for when she was little. They’d named her Alice. Alice the fox. Tori especially liked Alice’s nose because it was hard and smooth so it felt nice to rub her finger over when she was feeling worried. She took Alice by the hand, sleeve draping down over the fox’s arm, and left her room. The voices and the music were louder once she was out of her room. Tori tightened her grip on her empty cup. She kind of wished she didn’t have to use a glass but they didn’t have any plastic cups in the kitchen now they were grown up and her one sippy cup was hidden away in Charlie’s room from the last time she’d been little. Charlie didn’t like it when she went into his room without her and part of her was still a bit scared of being in there alone after everything that had happened, it made her forget that Charlie wasn’t still in the hospital. The group were in the living room which meant that Tori could pretty much avoid them while getting in and out of the kitchen.

Tori placed the cup down carefully on the bench, taking out the normal straw and replacing it with a rubber one which she preferred while little because it was chewable. She got the lemonade from the fridge with one hand so she could keep holding Alice in the other. Which was working ok until she tried to pour it with only her left hand. She lost balance of the jug pretty quickly, sending the cup shattering across the floor as the lemonade splattered across the bench and floor. Tori froze immediately, panicking as she realised what she’d done. There was shattered glass and lemonade everywhere, it was a mess. She knew it would upset Charlie which made it all so much worse.

Tori didn’t want to tell Charlie, she wanted to be grown up and fix it herself but she just couldn’t. It was all so big and she was so small and her slippers were soaking wet and that kind of just made her want to cry. She could be brave, she could go tell Charlie. He wouldn’t even have to clean it up, Nick would be able to help and if Nick and Charlie were there Tori thought she might be brave enough to help clean up too. Tightening her grip on Alice the fox Tori gingerly made her way across the kitchen, avoiding stepping in any glass. Her slippers left a damp trail across the hardwood floor and she held Alice to her chest for comfort, rubbing her finger in circles over the soft cold nose. It wasn’t really helping though. The music was very loud in the living room, no wonder they hadn’t heard the crash of the glass. Tori stood nervously in the doorway, Alice hidden slightly behind the door frame so Charlie’s friends wouldn’t see. She didn’t think her voice was loud enough to get to Charlie from here. He was on the floor next to Nick, back towards the door as the whole group was gathered around the coffee table playing a game of what looked to be either monopoly or cluedo. Tori anxiously fiddled with the string of her hoodie, unsure how to get Charlie’s attention without actually going into the room. Darcy, who was facing in Tori’s direction seemed to notice her and poked their foot into Charlie’s shin, nodding towards Tori who was hovering in the doorway. Tori knew she must’ve looked like she was about to cry because she could feel the tears stinging in her eyes and no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t get her breathing to slow down. Her shoulders were shaking and she really wished she’d never come down stairs. She’d been so bad. And now all Charlie’s friends would see her being little and they’d think she was awful and it made her want to cry even more. When Charlie turned around Tori was biting on her lip as a last resort to stop the tears from flowing. “Tori,” He frowned with concern. Nick turned around too, both their faces clocking with understanding at the same time.

“A glass broke,” she choked out, trying so hard to sound grown up even though her voice felt far away. They were all looking at her, right through her, like they could see everything that was wrong with her.

“We’ll help you clean up,” Nick offered quickly. He stood up, helping Charlie up too.

Charlie nodded, “we’ll be back in a minute guys,” he promised though Tori didn’t really think they’d be able to clean it up so fast. She felt bad for pulling them away from their friends but she didn’t know what else she could do. Nick placed a firm hand on Tori’s shoulder as he guided her away from the door. Tori let out a shuddering breath as she reached out for Charlie. “Oh Tori…” he sighed, wrapping his arms around his sister’s shaking frame.

“Sorry.” She whimpered, burying her face in Charlie’s sweater. “Don’t look at it,” she croaked out desperately. She glanced up at Nick who’d already poked his head into the kitchen.

“How about you guys head upstairs and I’ll clean this up,” Nick suggested firmly, also understanding the distress the scene in the kitchen might cause Charlie. Charlie nodded in understanding. He gently shifted Tori’s weight away from his body so he could see her face.

“There you are,” he smiled comfortingly as he brushed Tori’s hair out of her face.

“Di’n’t mean it,” she shuddered, tears rolling down her cheeks.

“I know you didn’t,” Charlie promised as he wiped the tears from Tori’s cheeks. “How about we get you up to bed, hm?” Tori nodded eagerly, she really wanted to be back in the safety of her room. She shuffled uncomfortably, the dampness of her slippers had begun seeping through her socks and the sensation made her skin crawl.

“Wet,” she pouted, wiggling her toes in her slippers.

“That’s alright, we’ll get them washed,” Charlie promised. He held Tori’s hands to help her balance as she kicked off her slippers and socks. “Just leave them there and we’ll figure them out later,” Tori nodded, trusting Charlie to figure things out. He continued to hold her hand as they walked up the stairs which Tori was grateful for because she felt very small.

Once Tori was back in her room all her walls broke down. The panic of the last few minutes caught up to her and tears began pouring down her face. Charlie frowned, guiding Tori to her bed and sitting down next to her. His arms were solid around her, holding her racking shoulders as she shuddered. Charlie never told Tori not to cry, which she appreciated, he always said that crying was good for you. Tori wasn’t sure it really was but it felt nice not to be told off for it. She’d never really been a big crier growing up but nowadays it always felt like there were always tears in her eyes.

“That must’ve been a big shock?” Charlie questioned softly, rubbing gentle circles on her back. Tori sniffled and nodded, flexing her hands in and out of a fist in her lap. Charlie reached back across the bed and grabbed Tori’s pacifier from her pillows. He handed it to her and she quickly snatched it up and popped it in her mouth as if having it out in the open was unsafe. Charlie pursed his lips together sadly, watching his sister curl in on herself around her stuffie.

“Were you trying to get some lemonade?” He asked. Tori nodded, lying down and turning over so her back was to Charlie and her knees were pulled up to her chest. She felt so stupid. If she’d been big she’d have actually thought through what she was doing. “Why don’t I go get your sippy and some lemonade?” Charlie suggested, Tori thought that sounded really nice but her chest clenched at the idea of Charlie seeing all the disturbance to the kitchen.

“Nuh, no see,” she mumbled around her pacifier. The muffled manner it came out in deeply undermined the determination in her voice. Charlie frowned, looking down at his lap. Tori worried that she’d upset him by fussing over him too much like their mum did. She didn’t want Charlie to feel like he couldn’t handle it but also she’d never forgive herself if something she’d done triggered him. “Sorry, ‘arlie,” she apologised, deep frown lines carved by guilt appearing in her face. She rolled over so she was facing Charlie and could bury her face against his legs.

“Oh Tori, you don't have to be sorry.” Charlie smiled sadly. “I just wish you didn’t have to worry about me so much when you’re little. I should be taking care of you.” Tori wrung her hands together anxiously, eyes glued to the wall in front of her. She shrugged.

“Gots to look after eachother.” Charlie’s smile grew into a far more genuine one as he pulled Tori into his arms.

“That’s right, Tor.” Charlie praised. “Now, how about I get your sippy and some lemonade because I know it will make you feel better, and I promise to only go in the kitchen if Nick is there?” That sounded nice. Tori’s stomach wasn’t feeling super achy anymore but lemonade was always good. Charlie helped her under the covers before he left and pressed Alice into her arms. Her face was still crunched up like she’d start crying at any moment. Charlie sighed, tucking her hair behind her ears. “Can I see your pretty smile?” He questioned, tilting his head to the side. Tori scrunched up her nose in disgust.

“Nuh,”

“Not even if I do this?” Charlie reached over and tickled under her arms causing Tori to squirm and hide under the covers. “Uh Oh! Where’s Tori?” he gasped dramatically, grinning when he heard Tori’s muffled giggles from under the sheets. He pulled them down quickly, “Oh there she is!” Charlie exclaimed, placing his hands on both of Tori’s cheeks. “I thought I'd lost you!”

Tori shook her head, “Silly Charlie,” She dismissed, pulling up the sheets to show him where she’d been.

“Oh how very silly of Charlie,”

Tori nodded in agreement, settling back down against her pillows. “I’m gonna go get your sippy now ok, I’ll just be a moment.”

Tori waited patiently for Charlie to return, chewing absentmindedly on Alice’s ear. Instead of her brother, Nick came in holding her purple sippy cup a few minutes later. “Chars just putting your slippers in the wash, he’ll only be a minute,” Nick explained as he handed the sippy to Tori. She hummed in understanding, hurriedly suckling the cool liquid from her cup. It was watered down so not as harsh in her mouth but still distinctively sweet. It didn’t really feel worth all the effort they’d gone through to get it but it was nice nonetheless. “You’re feeling pretty small, huh kiddo?” Nick smiled warmly, brushing Tori’s bangs out of her face. When she was big Nick often questioned if Tori liked him, but when she was little like this she looked at both him and Charlie like they were the most incredible people in the world. It was nice. Tori hummed, burying herself amongst the large number of pillows piled on her bed. “How about some cartoons?” He suggested. Tori hummed again in response. She tended not to speak at all when she was little, and if so only ever to Charlie, the fact that she was communicating in any way was a good sign. Nick grabbed her laptop from her bedside table and sat down next to her on the bed. As Tori opened up the computer Nick pulled the covers up over Tori, making sure her stuffie’s face was still poking out.

Tori chose Scooby-Doo, which Nick knew was a comfort for her while little. He also knew that Tori wasn’t super big on physical contact but he offered his hand to hold as he knew it grounded her. She sniffled a bit as she took his hand, cheeks still flushed from her tears. Nick squeezed her hand firmly and Tori let out a soft breath of all her pent up emotions.

There was a gentle knock on the door before Charlie let himself in. He smiled at the sight of his sister and boyfriend curled up in the bed. “I brought my slippers for you,” Charlie offered, holding up his own ugg boots. Tori glanced up momentarily, nodding before returning to her cartoons. Charlie made his way over and sat on the other side of her, he placed an arm around her shoulder. “Feeling better?” He asked quietly, carding a gentle hand through her hair. Tori nodded, chewing on the straw for her sippy cup.

She looked up at Charlie, a frown growing in her face. “Your friends?” She questioned quietly. Charlie sighed,

“Yeah, they’re downstairs but we’re here with you, that’s what matters.” Tori shook her head firmly.

“Friends,” she whined again. She didn’t want Nick and Charlie to stay up with her because then their friends would get suspicious. Her words felt so far away and she didn’t know how to tell them this. Nick leant over to pause the episode, recognising that Tori had something to say hoping a bit more quiet would help her focus.

“We’re not leaving you, Tori,” Charlie frowned.

“How about we all go down?” Nick suggested. “We’re just playing monopoly and you don’t have to say anything if you want? Just sit on the couch with us?” Tori considered this. Charlie’s friends sounded kind of scary right now but being alone sounded worse. She nodded slowly, tightening her grip around Alice the fox.

Nick and Charlie helped her out of the bed and put Charlie’s slippers on for her but her chest was still feeling a little bit fluttery and anxious. “You could bring Alice?” Charlie suggested, “They won’t judge you for having a stuffie.” Tori wasn’t so sure about that idea. She was supposed to be Charlie’s big sister. She was supposed to be grown up. She didn’t feel very grown up at all.

“You know Darcy brought a stuffie to the sleepover,” Nick told her. “And Tao, too. It’s not weird, Tori.” Knowing that did calm her nerves a bit. Maybe they wouldn’t question it too much if she brought Alice down with her.

“Kay,” she whispered. The boys didn’t miss the way that whenever she did speak it was directly to Charlie even in response to Nick.

Waking downstairs was a bit scary. The music was still loud and Tori could hear all the voices. But she held Charlie’s hand and Alice in the other which made it feel a bit better. Nick went ahead of them and turned the music down before they got into the front room. “Tori’s gonna hang out with us for a bit,” Nick explained as they came in. Charlie’s friends turned to look at her and it made her stomach clench. They were all smiling though and greeting her warmly which made it feel a bit easier to sit down between Nick and Charlie on the couch. She tucked her feet up to her chest, squishing Alice in between so she wasn’t on display. The solid presence of Nick and Charlie on either side was comforting. She watched as they all played their game of monopoly, Isaac was clearly winning. Tori thought this wasn’t so bad, they were all too engrossed in their game to pay too much mind to Tori, or Alice.

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#little tori spring #heartstopper agere #regressor!tori spring #sfw agere #fandom agere #agere headcanons

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scullysexual · 1 month ago

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We'll Meet Beyond The Shore.

Somewhere beyond the sea, she’s there watching for me, and if I could fly like a bird on high, then straight into her arms I’d go sailing.

Tags and Warnings: Major character death, enemies to friends (to lovers), doomed lovers.

Chapter Two: The Transport.

One hour. She has one hour to say goodbye to her family, possibly for the last time.

Dana is forced into an office, directed to sit on a small couch in the corner by a Peacekeeper. The office door opens again, another Peacekeeper enters pulling in Fox Mulder. The Peacekeeper points to the space beside Dana but Fox Mulder opts for the spinning chair at the desk instead. The Peacekeepers leave; it is just the two of them.

Perhaps she should say something to him but she didn’t know what to say to him. There was no point in condolences, it wasn’t going to change anything and there was no point in cracking jokes, it’s pointless being friends with someone you’ll be putting a knife to their throat in a week.

Fox Mulder is fidgeting. His movements cause Dana to look his way. He shakes a white box, it’s insides rattling around in there, then pulls open the lid. Whatever is in there he pops it one into his mouth.

“Sunflower seeds,” he says. “Want one?” He holds the box out in her direction. Dana glares at him and Fox Mulder shrugs. “Suit yourself.” He pops another seed into his mouth. Dana rolls her eyes.

There’s a knock at the door and their attention is brought to it. A Peacekeeper opens the door and a hoard of 8 people begin streaming through it.

Melissa is the first through. She bounds towards Dana and yanks her from the couch, pulling her into the tightest hug she’s ever known. Dana is not a hugger but she finds herself gripping Missy tight, melting into the embrace. She scrunches her eyes, fighting back the tears then remembers there’s no cameras in here, there aren’t even any Peacekeepers, it’s just her family; she can cry in front of her family.

“You’ve got to come back okay,” Missy is saying into Dana’s hair. “You’ve got to survive—”

“Missy—” Dana begins because it’s too wishful, because she is going up against 23 other tributes- four of which are trained from birth for this exact thing.

“No!” yells Missy, cutting her off. She pulls away and Dana can see her reddened face, cheeks tearstained, eyes puffy from crying. “You have to come back.”

Dana looks at her other family members, each with those telltale puffy eyes- even Bill. Of course she has to come back; they’ve already lost one, they cannot lose another.

“I will,” Dana finds herself saying. “I’ll come back.”

Melissa hugs her one last time and Dana looks over her shoulder to where Fox Mulder stands in his corner, surrounded by the three most randomised people. Where’s his family, she wonders.

Dana hugs her mother next and she knows her mother is trying so hard not to cry. Dana squeezes her around the middle, whispers “It’s okay”, and that’s when Maggie’s tears fall.

Charlie is also crying and even though he is now taller than her, he clutches her around the middle like he used to do when he was younger only now she is forced onto her tiptoes to accommodate him.

All that’s left is Bill. He echoes their sister telling her that she needs to come home. “I’m not doing your work on the ship as well,” he jokes and it pulls a snotty, tearful laugh from Dana. She’s never hugged Bill before but she finds herself doing that now and it hurts that this is the first and last time she’ll ever do such a thing.

They pull apart. Dana looks at her family for the final time. Time is ticking, the hour almost over, a Peacekeeper opens the door.

She wants them to stay but she will not make a scene, she watches them go one by one.

Another boy stands at the door. She knows him but they have never spoken. He holds a bouquet of flowers in his hands and stumbles nervously towards her. Dana looks at the flowers and then at the boy.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t give these to you earlier,” Marcus says and offers her the flowers.

Dana looks at them. She doesn’t need a last minute love confession from a boy she’s never paid attention to but somehow she can’t find it in herself to break his heart like that so she accepts the flowers and smiles but says nothing.

“Good luck Dana,” Marcus wishes and then he is backing out the room.

Fox Mulder is looking at her but Dana turns away. She puts the flowers on the side table and sits back down on the couch. She pulls up her knees and rests her forward against her arms.

How the hell was she supposed to survive?

.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.

Kehlani bursts through the door, running towards him. Mulder stands up from the desk just in time for her small arms to wrap around him. She is pleading.

“Please don’t go, please!”

He remembers this part so vividly. Back in Seven, Samantha’s cries. Mom and Dad refused to see her so it was just him. He can remember her pleads, just as loud as Kehlani’s, begging him not to let them take her.

“I’m sorry,” he says quietly to Kehlani and to Samantha. “I have to.”

Melvin is there, too. He pats him on the shoulder. Wade is there, too. Strange, Mulder thinks.

“I just wanted to say thanks,” says Wade once Kehlani has let go of him. “I was a mess out there and you could’ve made a joke about it but you didn’t.”

Mulder shakes his head. “I felt the exact same way,” he says then he corrects himself. “I feel the exact same way.”

It dawns on him then what was about to happen. This is the last time he’ll see these people, his family. In one week he’ll be remains on the ground.

“Shit man,” says Wade. “I’m sorry.”

Mulder shrugs. It didn’t matter. At least he’ll be with Samantha soon.

There’s not much else to say. Kehlani whimpers some more, gives him one last hug, but she is guided out of the office by Melvin. Mulder sits back down in the chair. He glances towards Dana Scully. Her family has gone and in their place is a boy. They talk quietly but he is holding flowers. The boy hands them to her and after a 10 second delay, Scully accepts them. Boyfriend, who’d have thought. The boy leaves and Scully dumps the flowers on the side. She curls up on the couch and neither of them say a word.

The minutes start counting down.

.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.

Dana had never been on a train before.

The only transport she had ever known where boats; from the one her father built her when she was five, to the family owned one she does her work on now.

The train sometimes felt like a boat. When there was a slight curve the carriage would rock side to side making the plates and glasses move. Years on boats taught her how to move when things weren’t still and she navigated around the train carriages soundlessly.

Fox Mulder, however, had not. Every so often she would hear him smack into the wall on a particular hard jolt, a small “ow” falling from his lips and then he would smile goofily at her.

She was beginning to despise him. His tall, lanky body, his long legs that took up too much space at the table. They shared a bathroom and every time Dana needed to use it he would be there using it.

So annoying.

Dana mostly kept to herself. She had no intention of making friends with anyone on this train. She was pleasant enough to the waiters and waitresses who would bring her food when she asked but to the other three people onboard- Monica Reyes, Walter Skinner, Fox Mulder- they were just a means to an end.

Monica Reyes knocks on her bedroom door. She does that a lot, usually to announce breakfast or lunch was ready. Maybe this time it was for dinner.

“Skinner has called a meeting,” says Monica in a tone that tells Dana it isn’t optional.

She finds Walter Skinner at the dining table in the main part of the train. Fox Mulder is also there, lounging about with his long legs. Dana tucks herself onto the end, close enough to hear the conversation, but far enough away for her to zone out if needed to.

Walter Skinner was their mentor. Or one of their mentors. There was said to be others waiting when they reached the Capitol but he would be the one travelling with them, helping them the most.

Monica Reyes was their Capitol escort. There to answer any questions either of them had. Not that Dana had any questions.

“I need to know your skills,” says Skinner. “What you’re good at. What you have advantage at. Mulder?”

Fox Mulder looks at Skinner like a fish caught in a net. “Uh…Scully can go first,” he says sheepishly.

Skinner sighs. “Fine. Scully.”

“I can make fish nets,” she says. “And fish hooks.”

Monica Reyes claps her hands excitedly causing everyone to look at her. “How are you with a trident?”

Skinner makes a face.

“Pretty good,” Dana says with a shrug. “But unless I’m given one there’s no other way I can have one.”

“That is true,” says Skinner.

“I can swim, too,” Dana adds. “Really well.”

Skinner nods. “Mulder, your turn.”

“I can swim, too.”

“Great,” says Skinner. “Anything else?”

“I can swim.”

Skinner lets out an exasperated breath. “Anything else?” he asks again. “Fish nets, fishhooks, tridents?”

Mulder shakes his head. “I can swim,” he says again. “I didn’t work on the ships, I work in a pub.”

Unbelievable, Dana thinks crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair. Of all the people from District Four she could’ve ended up with they give her the most non-District Four guy.

Then it hits her. A rumour, a comment she heard from someone on the ship. He isn’t District Four.

“You’re from District Seven, aren’t you?” Dana asks Mulder.

Skinner is listening intensively.

“Uh…” is all Mulder manages, looking between Skinner and Monica who is watching them.

“Are you good with an axe?”

“Maybe,” he says. “It’s been a while.”

“It’s something,” says Skinner. “You said you work in a pub?” Mulder nods. “So you change the barrels? That can’t be easy.”

“No,” says Mulder with a slight laugh. “The girls get me to do it all the time cause it’s too heavy for them.”

Skinner points at Dana. “You, I’m not so worried about.” He points to Mulder. “You, need some work. How about survival?”

Dana nods. “I know a bit.”

“I survived a small boat capsizing,” says Mulder.

“Okay,” Skinner nods. “That better than most.”

.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.

Mulder creeps into the lounge.

It’s late, everyone- staff included- have gone to bed. Mulder, too, was in bed but his thoughts had kept him awake.

He finds Skinner on the couch in the dark, the TV on and playing on mute. Mulder approaches quietly so as not to startle his mentor. When in reach, he places a hand on the other man’s shoulder. “Mr—”

Mulder is pressed against the wall before he knows what is happening, blade to his throat while Skinner looms over him, eyes dark. His heart hammers in his chest as he slowly raises his hands in surrender.

“Sorry,” he says.

Skinner grunts, letting Mulder go. “Lesson Number One: Don’t creep up like that.”

Mulder nods, apologising again.

“What do you want?” asks Skinner switching on a lamp.

“I just came to tell you that I think you should put your focus into Scully.”

“What?”

“She has more potential than me, she knows more than I do. She has a real chance, I might just be good with an axe.”

Skinner shakes his head. “I’m not giving up on anyone before I see you in that training room, okay.”

“Yeah, okay.”

“Good. Go. You’re gonna need as much sleep as you can get.”

Mulder leaves the lounge then, heading back towards his bedroom. Another door opens and Scully emerges. She stops when she sees him.

“Did I just hear you tell Skinner to focus on me?” she asks.

Mulder shrugs. “Yeah.”

“Mulder—”

“He said he’s gonna wait until we’re in the training room but you should convince him that you’re worth it, Scully. You have more at stake than me.”

He’s about to leave it at that, open his door and try to fall asleep when she speaks.

“What about those people I saw you with in the office? Don’t they mean anything to you?”

Of course they did but not as much as she meant to her family.

“Goodnight, Scully. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He closes his door without answering her question.

But when he lays in bed, staring at the ceiling, he thinks about those three people. Would they really miss him if he never came back? Somehow it didn’t seem believable.

.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.

With a few hours left before they reached the Capitol, Skinner tells them to sit on the couch after breakfast.

“You need to know who you’re up against,” says Skinner, TV remote in his hands. “I suggest watching the other district’s reaping’s.”

“This should be fun,” quips Mulder.

Skinner switches on the TV and their eyes are brought to their first District reaping- District One. The TV is on mute but Dana doesn’t need to hear to know how loud District One is cheering as the tributes climb the stage. Their names appearing on the bottom screen; Tom Colton and Phoebe Green. The screen moves onto District Two where a similar scenario is happening; people cheering as the tributes- Jeffrey Spender and Diana Fowley- climb the stage. The sight makes Dana uncomfortable but she knows this is to be expected in these districts.

“Careers,” says Skinner. “You know what they are?”

Both she and Mulder nod.

“Trained privately at a young age and volunteer when they’re older,” Skinner says anyway. “Most victors come from these two districts but not all.”

“They hunt in a pack,” Mulder adds. “And sometimes recruit from other districts…if they deem that person useful enough.”

Dana frowns. He sounds hopeful, like that’s something he wants.

“And then they kill them first,” Dana states, looking directly at Mulder. “It’s better just to stay out of their way.”

“You’re safer in numbers,” Mulder counters.

“Trust no one.”

That silences him.

“Are you two finished?” asks Skinner. He glances towards Monica who sits out of the way.

“Trust no one,” Monica repeats happily. “I like it.” And there’s the sound of her scribbling something down.

Skinner moves on. District Three is nothing remarkable, they skip over Four because that is them, a skim through Districts Five and Six. When they reach Seven, Dana glances towards Mulder. She wants to see him react but if he does, he keeps it hidden; there is nothing on his face to say he recognises these two tributes.

District Eight catches Dana’s attention.

“Wait,” she says to Skinner, eyes stuck on the screen.

“What is it?” asks Mulder and then he sees it too.

The girl tribute. She has to be 12 years old. There’s a pause. Even without sound Dana knows they’re asking for tributes. No one comes forward. The 12 year old girl is ushered off inside the building behind her.

Dana’s stomach twists with unease.

Emily Sim the girl is called. Emily.

They move on but after Eight, Dana pays no attention. The rest of the tributes seem fallible compared to District Eight, to Emily Sim.

“So now you know what you’re up against,” says Skinner. He switches off the TV.

“She’s 12,” Dana says quietly to herself or to Mulder, she’s not quite sure.

Mulder answers her anyway with a shrug. “It happens.” He leaves then and Dana is left in the lounge on her own, left to think of that poor little girl.

#the x files #txf fic #xfiles fanfiction #hunger games au #scullysexualwrites

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television-overload · 7 months ago

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of our own making

(an X-Files fanfic)

Chapter 6/34 - christmas lights

[Read on AO3]

“You talked to Skinner, right?” Mulder asks, nervously turning his hastily-wrapped gift of a bottle of wine in his fidgeting hands.

It feels dangerous, as he walks up the driveway to Maggie Scully’s house. Scully walks beside him in her usual place. His hand lightly brushes against the small of her back with each forward step, his way of keeping her close when there are threats lurking in the shadows.

Threats Scully seems to be paying no mind to. Instead, her excitement is palpable.

He sees where she's coming from; Having a secret of this magnitude just between them is admittedly thrilling. He's just not sure it's worth the risk of ruining Christmas, though, but maybe that's just him.

“Of course I did,” she answers, charging ahead without a lick of apprehension. His brave little fiancée. “He'll call after lunch.”

“Just making sure,” he mumbles. “If he forgets, we’re gonna be stuck here all day.”

“Mulder…” She shoots him a look.

“Right, sorry. Sorry.”

Festive strands of lights, unlit in the daytime, adorn Mrs. Scully's bushes and trees in her front yard, their clear bulbs glinting in the sunlight. It's a sight to behold when the sun goes down, he's sure. Though he's hoping he won't be here long enough to find out.

“Dana!” a voice calls, and they look up to see the front door open slightly, with Mrs. Scully herself peeking out.

Mulder’s hand drops from Scully’s back.

“And Fox! I’m so happy you could make it! I hate the idea of you spending Christmas Eve all alone.”

Truth be told, he enjoys his quiet Christmases. Better than the ones he had before his parents split, in any case. The slight pity in her voice makes him uncomfortable, but he smiles anyway, playing the part he has to play. If this works out (and he's invited back for another Christmas), he takes solace in the fact that there will never again be a secret like this to keep. He might even enjoy himself next time.

“Well aren’t you two all dressed up,” Maggie says as they step over the threshold, taking in their appearances. “The rest of us are barely out of our pajamas!”

Mulder looks around as the entryway opens up into the living space. Bill and his family are seated on the couch, and another red-headed man sits adjacent to him on an overstuffed chair, raising a cup of coffee in welcome.

‘We come in peace,’ Mulder thinks.

He waves in greeting, giving a nod in Bill’s direction. The unflappable stare he receives in response is nothing less than he expected.

They really are overdressed. Everyone else is in a sweater of questionable taste or casual winter-wear. And here they are dressed like they’re going to court.

Which… they are.

Mulder loosens his collar at that thought, suddenly hyper-aware of the countless pairs of eyes fixed on him, as if he has the words ‘I'M ABOUT TO MARRY YOUR DAUGHTER/SISTER’ tattooed on his forehead.

Is he always this sweaty in this suit?

“Charlie, I didn’t know you were going to be here!” Scully says jovially as she sheds her coat. The red-haired man stands and makes his way over to them, wrapping Scully in a massive bear hug. It's an effective enough distraction to take the heat off Mulder, which he is certainly thankful for.

Up close, he can tell the man takes after Maggie more than Scully’s father in appearance, unlike the eldest Scully son. The red hair though, that's gotta be all Scully. His heart stutters at the thought of a red-headed baby, one they might have had if the IVF had worked. He pushes it back forcefully. He'd thought he was over that by now.

“This is my partner, Mulder,” Scully says, drawing his attention back to the present. She introduces them with a hand resting on her brother’s shoulder, gesturing up at her tall partner with a smile.

“Mulder, this is my younger brother, Charlie.”

Mulder nods and puts on a smile, hoping he might have a chance at getting on one Scully sibling’s good side.

“Heard a lot about you,” Charlie says, shaking Mulder’s outstretched hand. “From Dana, not Bill, don’t worry. She’s the only one I listen to,” he jokingly adds, and Mulder stiffly laughs, the tension easing just a bit.

He wonders what she tells her brother when they get a chance to talk. All good things, he hopes.

“You’re stationed in Japan, right?” Mulder asks, shoving his hands in his pockets. He’s not adept at making polite conversation, but he thinks it’s going okay so far.

“That’s right. Managed to get enough leave time to make the trip finally.”

“How long will you be in town?” Scully asks.

“Just until Tuesday. The Navy can’t be without me for too long or else the entire base falls apart.”

Bill pushes out a forced laugh at that and shakes his head in fond annoyance.

When a lull in the conversation presents itself, Mulder pulls Scully aside, ducking his head so that his whispers won't be overheard.

“We can postpone our plans,” he says into her ear, "I know you don't get to see your brother very often. I'll call Skinner and let him know.”

“No, Mulder, it's okay,” she says, reaching out and gripping his sleeve. “I'll see him tomorrow. I want to do this.”

His eyes study hers. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

Heaven help him.

“I'm blaming you if this gets me on another brother's bad side,” he warns.

“Charlie’s not like Bill. You'll be fine,” she says. “Talk to him about Japanese cryptids or something, he might actually be interested.”

Mulder laughs nervously. “That feels like a setup, Scully, but I'll take your word for it.”

-.-.-

Mulder has some success hiding in the corner with a freshly-poured cup of coffee while the others mingle, but of course his luck can only hold out for so long. It isn't long before Charlie spots him, tracing an unmistakable path across the room to intercept him before he can escape.

“So, Fox. Or is it Mulder?” he starts.

Mulder turns, accepting his fate. “Mulder’s fine,” he answers with a polite smile.

“What are you two up to?”

The taste of coffee goes bitter in his mouth, and it takes some effort not to go straight into a coughing fit. “What?” he asks, eyes seeking out Scully already, though she's nowhere to be seen.

“Work,” Charlie clarifies. “What kinds of stuff are you doing at work?”

“Oh, right.” Mulder drops the panic face, his shoulders relaxing. “Well, I'm sure you wouldn't be interested. Boring stuff, mostly.”

“I find that hard to believe based on what my sister’s told me.”

Yeah, but how much does he know? That’s the question.

“Uh. We had a fast food worker a little while ago that ate his victims brains.”

He’ll leave out a few details and let the man believe it was a simple case of cannibalism. He doesn’t exactly feel like talking about proboscises or shark mutants or mentioning the fact that the brains were completely removed from the victim’s skull right before a nice family lunch.

“Eugh,” Charlie makes the appropriate sound of disgust, “How'd you figure that one out?”

“You really don't want to know.”

The youngest Scully sibling seems to accept that answer, to Mulder’s relief.

“You guys certainly live interesting lives, don't you?” he says.

“You could say that,” Mulder says. “I think your brother would prefer if they were less interesting, though.”

Charlie rolls his eyes. “Don't listen to him, he's just mad Dana's not his helpless baby sister anymore. Which, mind you, she never was. She'd wipe the floor with him shooting targets with our beebee gun growing up.”

Now here’s a subject that really interests Mulder. “I believe that,” he says, smiling at the thought of Bill getting humiliated by a teeny tiny Scully. “Got a scar on my shoulder to prove it.”

“She shot you?” Charlie asks, his voice laced with equal measures of incredulity and fascination.

“Oh yeah. With the precision of a practiced medical professional.” He smiles proudly, which probably isn’t the usual affect of a person describing how a bullet tore through their body, but Mulder wears that scar like a medal of honor. “In her defense, I deserved it,” he continued, “I wasn't in my right mind at the time, and she had no other way to stop me.”

Charlie blows out an impressed breath, brows raised in wonderment. “Well, I'm glad you can laugh about it now,” he comments. “You know, Bill might enjoy that little tidbit. I think he thinks you've trapped her with your roguish handsomeness, or possibly voodoo.”

Mulder laughs, though somewhat uncomfortably. Sometimes he wonders if he’s trapped her too, though he doesn’t think ‘roguish handsomeness’ has anything to do with it.

“No, for reasons beyond my comprehension, she's decided to stick around,” he says awkwardly. “Despite my best efforts to make her see the light.”

Charlie nods, as if that was the response he was expecting. “You and Bill aren't all that different, then,” he says, clapping Mulder on the shoulder. “Only, you know when to give in to that Scully stubbornness and admit defeat. He, unfortunately, doesn't.”

All the better for me, Mulder thinks.

They fall into an awkward silence after that, each taking a sip from their lukewarm coffee. Mulder glances around the room in search of his partner again, hoping she’ll come rescue him from small-talk hell when—

“So what are you actually up to?”

This time he plays it cool, swallowing another sip of coffee as casually as possible before asking, “What do you mean?”

“Come on. When I asked you earlier, you started sweating,” Charlie says, lightly smacking Mulder’s arm with the back of his hand. “Now you've got me thinking you're hiding something.”

Mulder gives his best clueless look, a tactic which only has about a 50% success rate of getting him out of trouble. “I don't know what you're talking about.”

“Sure you don't,” Charlie says, entirely unconvinced. He has the same expression as Scully has when he’s pitching her some wild theory at work. It’s almost unsettling to see it now on an unfamiliar face. “My sister's got that ‘sneaking around’ look she used to get when she was doing something our parents wouldn't approve of,” he continues. “I was the youngest sibling, remember? I saw everything.”

Okay, denial’s not working, time to bail. The scrutinizing eyes of Charles Scully are locked onto him, and he gives a knowing smile.

“Well, whatever it is, I'm glad you're doing it. She seems happy.” Mulder lets out a breath, not sure what the approval of his partner’s younger brother means exactly, but grateful for it all the same. “I think making Bill mad gives her a thrill,” the man continues, casting a glance at his big brother.

“I'm afraid you might be right,” Mulder agrees.

Charlie shakes his head. “Well, that's Dana for you. Appearances are never what they seem.”

Mulder couldn’t agree more.

“Ain't that the truth.”

-.-.-

Lunch is a fairly painless affair, all things considered. Maggie had the good grace to sit Bill and Mulder on opposite ends of the table, and Charlie doesn’t mention their previous conversation again. The last remnants of dessert are being scraped off plates when the phone rings, its shrill tone interrupting conversation.

“Dana, your boss is on the phone for you,” Maggie speaks, popping her head around the corner from the kitchen.

“Oh, brother,” Bill says, instantly looking to Mulder with a nasty glare. So much for being off the hook, Mulder thinks. He wordlessly sends a complaint to Scully about her brother’s behavior, flicking his eyes pointedly toward Bill Jr., and she’s forced to suppress a smile as she hurries into the kitchen. He hears her mumble something into the phone, though it’s far enough away that no one in the dining room can hear.

When she returns, she’s wearing a serious facial expression.

Showtime.

“Mulder, that was Skinner,” she says, her tone regretful. “He's calling us in.”

“Ugh, on Christmas?” he whines, putting a little extra oomph into his indignation for appearance’s sake. Bill doesn’t appear to be buying it.

“He says it should only take a few hours—they just need our input on a case,” Scully explains, just like they’d rehearsed.

“Well, if the Assistant Director says so,” Mulder says with a shrug, and Scully shoots him a look that says he's pushing his luck. He can't help but smirk for a second before carefully masking his face. This was her idea.

“Are you kidding me, Dana? This is a family holiday!” Bill protests, a vein bulging in the side of his head. As if he’s never missed a holiday for work. Yeah, right.

Scully’s composure remains cool and confident, despite her brother’s lack of reason. “Director's orders, Bill. I'm sorry. I promise I'll be here all day tomorrow.”

He scoffs. “I'll believe it when I see it.”

Maggie, to her credit, takes their sudden departure in stride, hugging both her daughter and Mulder before ushering them out the door, promising to see them tomorrow bright and early.

They smile like giddy, rule breaking schoolchildren all the way to the car.

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welcometololaland · 4 months ago

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NICE ASS(K) WEEK IS UPON US!!!! 🎉

Lola, first thank you for being the Nice Ass(k) originator!!! It is such a fun way to get to know people in the fandom!!!

Now, a very important question for you. You have to do a pole dance routine with three of the following people. Who do you choose and why? What would the routine be like? (Is there such a thing as a group pole routine? I don’t know!! There is now!!!)

TK Strand

June Claremont-Diaz

Owen Strand

Henry Fox

Mateo Chavez

Ellen Claremont

Dani Rojas

Nancy Gillian

Pez Okonjo

Sam Obisanya

Zara Bankston

Bonus points if you give them each costumes for the routine!!!

hello lemon! i'm so sorry this took so long to answer but i come to you humbly with a response that is like... * checks watch * 4 months late sweeeeet ok ok no one look at me.

for context, yes, you can absolutely do a group (including doubles) routine. i actually have the best idea for this but i CAN'T use it because i'm so obsessed with this particular theme idea if someone ever put it on stage before i got the chance to i'd be absolutely shattered so!!!! it must remain a secret.

therefore, i choose my backup option. i had considered some classic ideas here - charlie's angels etc. - but then my partner leaned over and said 'has anyone done a Wiggles themed routine?' and no. they haven't. so that's what we are doing. Big Red Car, Hot Potato, Fruit Salad, Wake Up Jeff (except it's going to be Wake Up Pez), the works. It's gonna be a 4 min medley of Wiggles songs. Obviously, costumes will be coloured bodysuits. People think that pole dancers wear no clothes just to look hot, but actually you need skin grip to do half the tricks, so the standard Wiggles costumes will need to be adapted.

NOW. as to the people.

Obviously, Pez. I don't actually think Pez would be the best pole dancer, but he is very enthusiastic and fun and would bring great energy. I'd probably allocate him to the task of rolling around on the floor and just slaying the stage generally. Also, he has a name that will work with the Wake Up Jeff song. So, he is the Purple Wiggle.

I think Zahra would actually have a concerning level of flexibility and obviously the raw competitive energy. We need her. She's gonna be that bitch that does a back handspring on the stage or something. Plus, she's bossy as hell. So she can be the Yellow Wiggle aka. The Main Wiggle.

Lastly, I would pick June. Idk why. She's giving dancer energy. She's giving team player. She's giving hotness. She would be that person who would actually do the doubles tricks with you and you know she wouldn't let you go. She's probably not the most excited about being on stage, but neither am I, so we can hold each other and cry. Everyone knows the Blue Wiggle is the hot wiggle, so she would be that one.

I would be the Red Wiggle which like... doesn't suit my brand but whatever. Sacrifices have to be made for this routine.

Honourable mentions - I considered Dani Rojas but he is just way too chaotic and uncoordinated, plus, he can't wear dress shoes, imagine him in 8 inch pleasers. absolutely not. I also considered Nancy because she's hot. But she also seems kinda uncoordinated. sometimes having very long limbs can be a limiting factor. Henry was probably my fourth choice, but he missed out because he seems even more hesitant of the stage than I am.

Absolute no go - Owen and Ellen, because no one needs a limelight hog when you're trying to do a group routine. TK unfortunately does not have the rhythm we need. Mateo - I just couldn't imagine it. If the theme was Avengers, maybe I could have included him. I really WANTED Sam to be in this, but he also just didn't fit the vision and I also think he'd just be way too embarrassed to do something this stupid. You actually can't have too much self respect if you want to do a Wiggles routine.

I HOPE THIS WAS INFORMATIVE AND HELPFUL. THANK YOU FOR THIS VERY FUN ASK. IF YOU HAVE OPINIONS, PLEASE SHARE!!!!

#the wiggles pole dancing routine #nice ask week #very very very late ask #lemonlyman-dotcom #911 lone star #red white and royal blue #ted lasso

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denzartriste · 4 months ago

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MY FAVOURITES!!!! THEM!!! THEY ARE THE FIRST I DREW AND THE BEST ONES!!

Fundy's text: Fundy (animorpher), still can't control instincts very well, half morphs into a fox at work, Who needs testosterone when you have fur, [notes to myself: This under half+fluff, this bang shape]. Pin saying "this man hates purple."

Purple's text: Purpled (alien), Species physically adapts very quick. Very suited for combat+camouflage, Knife in pocket, Purple parts in hair are antennas, very few of them alive at a time (used to be much more). Skin cannot be broken or harmed - it acts as an armour and can be peeled at knuckles+chest. Dies and is reborn every 5-10 years to strenghen protected skin <- takes a couple of months to fully relearn english. How skin peels - antenna's are not skin and can't be peeled - They can be damaged normally though. [he also has a pin on his bag that says "This bitch loves purple", a joke gift from tommy]

Charlie my BOY I LOVE HIM (Quackity's also here i guess /silly)

Quackity: Quackity (guy), Just some guy, bit of a dumbass, Gets preformative/dramatic when feeling any sort of negative emotion. Hides hair in beanie [note: I'm canadian i say tuque i wrote tuque at first but then i decided to conform pensive face /j] - glass eye+gold teeth -Fancy fucking shoe haver

Charlie: Charlie (guy...?), Mimics people to look more "human" <- the world is his moodboard! Gooby goo! Zoopkeeper mainly. "Normal self", Socks+ sandal inspo from Fundy, Eye accessory from Sam, nose like Foolish's, Hair from Q, Hoodie inspo from Purpled+Fundy. Sad edition (ft. hoodie), Totally real Big Q

Sam's design is so much of a work in progress you dont understand im hindered by the skill im at i cannot draw his body. I just gave him a fucking cloak, anyway-

Sam: Sam (Hork-Bajir), Janitor+Tech guy, former controller (he got better)(and is on the run), Purpled+Fundy think he's currently a controller (previously Foolish too), Eyes on sides of his head, Herbavour, [arrow pointing towards flat teeth] ?maybe, Body/posture, Blade like body (farming scythe specifically), Cloak to hide body, leaning forward on arms, gas mask constantly letting out smoke

Foolish: Foolish (Andalite), Complains about his body - Fundy just thinks he's trans, Doesn't understand fashion but he tries! (Fundy just think's he's trans), Had a book 6 plot w/ Sam, Uses stalk eyes to keep an eye on dangers, About to trip

Pardon me for all the text lmao i just wanted to make sure people understood the notes. Gonna talk more about them in the reblog :]

#Also if someone wants to hear a bit about the process of designing them all and why i gave them certain roles i am so ready to explain -#-it a reblog lmao i gave so much thought to them #including just explaining their species and a bit of their plots #fundy fanart #purpled fanart #quackity fanart #charlie slimesicle fanart #awesamdude fanart #foolish fanart #animorphs au #my art #fancy art #sketch art #Fundy has aroace pin because of Nickel btw

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midnightsslut · 2 months ago

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The way everything has been covered with regards to Taylor this week has been so gross. First of all, there were hit pieces about Taylor and Britney sitting in the suites they normally sit with. How they were feuding etc. Whatever, Daily Mail is pissed off at Travis's PR because they denied the whole contract relationship the wrong way. Second of all, they made them being seen in the same space as an indictment of Taylor. Meanwhile in the same box today you have multiple people who were at Charli XCX's birthday. The same person who endorsed the Red Scare podcast and loves the host of it. Taylor still has MH held against her even though she clearly cut all those people out of her life for good reason (and made it clear she thought she was a terrible person at the time).

Basically, life is not a PR event. They were out with friends in the same space, but spent 99% of the time pretending the only people in the box was them. Fox and other RW media (so almost all the media) is going to act like Taylor interacting with anyone on the Right is a big deal, but it is pretty unavoidable.

tbh her entourage literally proves that she does not care about any of that discussion, and she knows it doesn’t matter. She won’t change anything about who she hangs out with because people tell her to. she like, wrote a whole song about that pretty recently

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random-fandom1984 · 3 months ago

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The 6 Missing Children Poem (Happy Late 10th Anniversary, FNAF)

(I got inspired by the song Alice of Human Sacrifice)

Susie had bright blue eyes and curly, blond hair Oh, how life isn't always fair Fazbear's is where she went to play She had lost her dog just the other day The tears she cried never really pays That's when she came across the yellow rabbit "Follow me, I have found your dog," the rabbit said The hope of reunion had blissfully sprouted She grabbed his hand as he led her down the way Locked in a room is when she quivered, In Parts & Service is where she was murdered Freddy Fazbear's is where she'll forever stay

Fritz's spirit is compared to a flame Playing pirates was his favorite game Fazbear's is where he went to play The pirate fox was finally put on display The fire in his soul continued to blaze That's when he came across the yellow rabbit "Follow me, I have a bunch of candy," the rabbit says His big, sweet tooth was his bad habit He grabbed his hand as he led him down the way Oh, the cold room made him shiver He tried to run, but couldn't run from the murderer Freddy Fazbear's is where he'll forever stay

Gabriel was a lonely little boy To have a friend was a wish full of joy Fazbear's is where he went to go To let tears of sadness flow Praying to hopefully have a friend That's when he met the yellow rabbit "Follow me, I have a little dog just for you," said the rabbit With that in mind, he'll finally have his wish granted He grabbed his hand as he led him down the way Quickly finding out the truth, he tried to hide When the rabbit found him, no one heard his cries Freddy Fazbear's is where he'll forever stay

Jeremy was a very happy young boy Music is always his number one joy Fazbear's is where he went to go Watching the light fantastically glow Everything was fun, and the pizza was divine That's when he met the yellow rabbit in the flesh "Follow me, I have secret prizes," the rabbit confessed The shook his head, saying that he was fine The rabbit grabbed his wrist and dragged him away He tried to fight back But strength is what he lacked Freddy Fazbear's is where he'll forever stay

Cassidy was a just, young girl Don't let her rage get unfurled Fazbear's is where she went to go The last victim of this whole fiasco Sitting alone at the birthday table That's when she met the yellow rabbit She instantly knew that he was a terrible trouble To get some help she tried to cause a racket Was dragged to the back and far away She was the one that should not have been killed "I will make you pay, one way or another," she had vowed Freddy Fazbear's is where she'll forever stay

Charlie was the daughter of Henry Emily Part of an incomplete family Fazbear's is where she went to play Going there was a terrible price to pay The bullies at the party were such a pain Tossed her out, and left her in the rain Dragging her away was a man in purple Leaving the restaurant, the Puppet came across her in a stumble Corpse left in the rain to decay Lying next to her is what the Puppet will do The first victim of this whole fiasco Freddy Fazbear's is where she'll forever stay

Susie was stuffed in the suit of a chicken Chica made it a habit to be in the kitchen Fritz was stuffed in the suit of a pirate fox Foxy runs at you with his hook to leave a mark Gabrial was stuffed in the suit of a singing bear Freddy in the dark to stuff you in a spare Jeremy was stuffed in the suit of a guitar-playing bunny Bonnie is the first to see the new night buddy Cassidy was stuffed in the suit of a bear made of gold Her wrath at the man had begun to unfold Charlie possessed her father's security marionette The Puppet was the other souls, feeling unfortunate

All six, separate, lives were taken away Freddy Fazbear's is where they'll forever stay

#fnaf #chica #foxy #freddy #bonnie #golden freddy #the puppet #susie #fritz #gabrial #jeremy #cassidy #charlie emily #freddy fazbear #five nights at freddy's #the 6 missing children #poems on tumblr

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flickys-courage-club · 7 months ago

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Ask the CTCD Characters + OCs!!!

I'm doing asks for the CTCD characters and also my OCs of the show, so you can ask them all too

You can ask!

Courage

Muriel

Eustace

Computer

Katz

Le Quack

Cajun Fox

Black Puddle Queen

Weremole

Clutching Foot/Big Toe

Bunny

Kitty

Charlie the Mouse

Mad Dog

Schwick

King Ramses

Cat Thieves/Paul and Jim

Storm Goddess

Ma Bagge

Shirley the Medium

Banana Suit Dealer

Freaky Fred

Olive (OC)

Felix (OC)

Clive (OC)

Justin (OC)

Nathan (OC)

Teresa (OC)

Barry (OC)

Bunitty (OC)

Sin Clowns (OCs)

Lauren (OC)

Matt (OC)

Oliver (OC)

Tony (OC)

Maxie (OC)

Sir Mist (OC)

Lucifer the Puppeteer of Terrors (OC)

Velvet Vic

Duck Brothers

Hunchback of Nowhere

Radley (OC)

Claude (OC)

Nigel (OC)

Iram (OC)

Oden Kits (OC)

Courage's Parents

Cruel Veterinarian

Blizzard (OC)

Twigs (OC)

Kameron (OC)

Francine (OC)

Olly (OC)

Trixie (OC)

Krimson (OC)

Sirius (OC)

Raven (OC)

Aaron (OC)

Petal (OC)

Alan (OC)

Jacob (OC)

Barbara

Dorothy

Badru (OC)

Amaris (OC)

Canine Assassins (OCs)

Feline Hunters (OCs)

Grinz (OC)

Frownz (OC)

Rules:

No NSFW (suggestive questions are fine)

No questions that involve s#xualizing

No offensive questions

Bigotry questions are unacceptable

Hugs are allowed

No questions that include slurs

#asks open #send asks #asks #ask #ctcd #courage the cowardly dog

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vaggietheangel · 1 year ago

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Could you do Platonic headcanons for Alastor and Charlie

Hey there hun! 🩷

Alastors original plan was to manipulate Charlie. A sheltered princess with the attention span of a gold fish? Too easy. He tricks her with magic song and dance. To make sure she doesn't notice the chaos he causes in the hotel.

Alastor uses to enjoy kicking Charlie when she was down. Calling her a gullible fool for believing demons could change. He stopped when she cried. He wanted to make her anrgy not sad.

Eventually Alastor grows to care for Charlie. It's hard not to like her, with her puppy dog like personality. Even the most cold hearted overlord couldn't hate her.

Alastor admires Charlie's positive attitude. Where his smile is fake and cynical, Charlie's is warm and genuine. He likes to make her laugh with dad jokes.

Charlie sees the good in Alastor. Whenever he offers to make jambalaya for everyone at the hotel, she gets excited. It shows that he can be friendly and generous.

Charlie and Alastor bond over old musicals. Charlie introduces him to new Broadway. He thinks most of it is awful pop music. But he dose think Hamilton is ok.

Charlie brings Alastor to see my fair lady. He loves it. She then suggests he take Rosie to see it. She knows what those two enjoy.

Alastor and Charlie get matching suits one day. They ask the other hazbins who wore it better. Charlie won.

Charlie teaches Alastor ways he can use his magic without hurting people. She shows him it could be used for entertainment.

Charlie encourages Alastors jokes no matter how unfunny they are. She hopes that he will become a comedian and give up the overlord life.

Charlie believes that Alastor can become a better person. She reminds him of his mother in heaven that misses him. If he ever wants to see her again then he needs to make an effort to be redeemed.

Charlie is an awful cook so Alastor teaches her. He's patient with her, and super harsh with everyone else. If she messes up he just helps her. He has a soft spot for her.

Charlie was the one who supplied Alastor with his own raido tower in the hotel. She wants all her guests to be comfortable.

Alastor teaches Charlie how to fox trot and the charlston.

#hazbin hotel #Charlie Morningstar #Alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #Charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcannon #Alastor and Charlie

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kaledya · 4 months ago

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Giovanni and Hurrem time !

First, it always make me chuckle when you call me 'Sir' (im very much a she) and each time I'm like *putting a suit and spreading legs* "I'm CEO now. Call me Sir and make my coffee black." Ahah

I mean, Giovanni deserve! He deserves and I give. And I'm ready to see your evolution in his design, when you want it and have time for it🌸 _

I'm very happy you like Hürrem! Thank you for liking the concept idea before anything else!

Oh my gods ! I knew it ! I knew it that guy was a cousin of Nick Wilde or whatever. I didn't want to assume like "he looks like a fox and he is giving Nick" but I did. And love it. I mean Nick ?

1. For Hürrem being half-rabbit, its because I imagine her mother (Parvin) being a mixed of Paimon and you know the female bunny in the Disney movie Bambi ? Very 50s inspired type of very girly girl design but with a demonic twist of course. And that is why!

Then you talk of Nick and I was like, yeah, I saw what you did here ! And we definitely have at least one braincells in common. Yes.

2. For Hürrem name, yes I know the Turkish serie, I saw like 3 episodes one thousand years ago ?

And I know the historical figure named Hürrem.

I like this name because of the sound of it and the two dots on the ü. Its pretty. Then I just gave a logical reason with Parvin loving Hürrem Sultan in 'real life'.

I like Giovanni's name ! Italian. Like Addolorata ahah. Olcayto was really a surprise when I first saw his name, I never heard it before ! Its original.

Not unnecessary details. Details are great.🌸 _

I like that you like Hürrem background, and yes the Ars Goetia are miserable to the core. All of them.

I didn't think about SSAU Paimon ! Did you draw it somewhere and I missed it ? No ! *throw sparkles in panic* but yes, logically the heigher ranks demons are all fallen angels. They help Luci in the rebellion. I remember, Paimon and Lilith created the Goetia.

So yes Hürrem would have angelic blood in her veins I suppose because her grandfather on her mother side is a fallen angel. BUT in AA, the aristocratic demons are all corrupted by Hell (its just to say that they are more demon in their nature) This is why in a short story, Azrael ask to Abaddon to put a benediction on Charlie and Constantine to not be corrupted by himself. (It works better on Charlie than Constantine but its still a must) _

Yes, Constantine saw an opportunity in Hürrem and used it. Very diplomatic of him and practical.

I wonder if Elrond could be a proposition of a suitor in Constantine's head if Hürrem is successful to find Lilith with Giovanni? Just curious ! _

Hürrem is cute and you are right this type of character have the smoothest arc and changes especially when one party push the other to the better of themselves (they can break some time to time but they always come back together to slay again).

I love your little dialogue "Did you do crimes i dont know about ?" "No?!"

Ahah ! That was funny. And FLUFFY FEATHERS is the best nickname. I love it !!

(Giovanni's presence save the day!) _

The fanfics in Hell thingy is something that Hürrem would definitely like. She would ship everybody with Carmilla, Alastor with Luci and Vox with his assistant or something ahah.

I always find it so impressive Serenity is a doctor in her time period ? Like that is dedication. A nurse is what to expect but a all female doctor ? In America XXe century ? Slay.

I just imagine Human Serenity and an university professor argued for let her pass the test.

S : Thank you, sir. I will do my best. You said I have excellent scores at the last test ? Professor : I did. Very good. But... S : So, I'm on top of the class. This mean, with your marking I will pass, yes ? Professor *inconfortable* : Yes but maybe, I thought, doctor is very difficult, and for a woman of your background its your last chance to...(stay in line)

*Serenity jump on him and put a knife on his neck.*

S : ... I will pass, yes ? Professor : Yes. *removes the knife.* S : Thank you very much, sir. I will see you at the ceremony. _

Thank you ! I'm glad you her 😭 no need to use my others one then.

Thank you for your answers about Giovanni faq! It was interesting to know and now I can tie down the character of Hürrem.

•So shorter Hürrem it is. Noted. •Ahah, I just think that Giovanni would lost his mind if he meets Lolicia one day. •His backstory is very difficult and very well done. Tragic and important to his character. Its good. •The two options of the Clan gives to cubs is a good plan to manage the organisation and have members who actually wants to be part of the Clan and not forced to be part of it because they got keep as orphans. Liberty of choices. •the secret hideout in all the Rings give me Lupin The Third vibes (anime) and I appreciate it. •Ahah Giovanni and its 20 lucks charm on gun mastery make me thing of dnd. I think Hürrem would be fAscINatEd by the gunsmith expertise. _

The duo will first appear between episode 7 and last episode of season 1, perhaps two times but we will see much more of them in the season 2 !

Have a great day too 🌸🌸🌸 !!

LMAO! and SORRY!! (⁠ ⁠≧⁠Д⁠≦⁠) We use the word "Sir" in my native language, regardless of gender, to be more respectful and sincere at the end of the conversation or at the beginning.English is burning my brain on this subject, every word has a different meaning depending on gender.In my native language, He/She/They/It all equals just one word.

And Lmao Yes, CEO Marquisev sir. Today your suit looks perfect as always and I will bring your Whiskey Neat and your Coffee black ☜⁠ ⁠(⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠)❤️/ (too Sweet cover by Reinaeiry)

*You can also think of me in a butler's uniform*

Thank you! When I reply to the messages you sent before, I will draw them as soon as I get the chance!!

Of course I will love Hürrem, she is a very well written character!

And I'm so glad you like Giovanni!!

Yes I remember! And it was a really smart decision. And very clever!

Yes' Precisely, and thanks to that brain cell, we now have Nick and Judy in Hell, sort of. YIPEPEPEP

And strangely, I'm already very fond of these two characters, I'm curious how their stories will progress!!

Yes, and I'm glad you saw it centuries ago. I think each episode is about 2-3 hours long. It would take a lifetime to finish the series.

Seriously, the sound 'ü' makes is so beautiful, for some reason, when you say Hürrem, you get the Vibe of a noble character!

And for the sake of connection, it was wise for Parvin to love Hürrem in Real life.

I'm glad you like Giovanni's name! And I love Addolarata's name, it's so creative! And seriously, I've never heard a name like that before.

And I'm glad you like the name Olcayto! In short, the meaning of the name means lucky in Turkish. (Serenity Sometimes is not CREATIVE person)

For some reason, ı thought Serenity like This while choosing the name from The books "What does lucky mean in other languages?! I mean, I can't just name the child Lucky, it's like the name of a pet dog."

And I'm glad you liked the details!!

Yes, unfortunately, the Goetia, they arereally miserable, but after all, they're noble demons, what can we expect?

Nope I didn't draw!! But I read that he was the one who was most loyal to Lucifer during his rebellion against Heaven, so I thought of him as a fallen angel!But after all, a cursed fallen angel, the reason Lucifer wasn't cursed as much as the others was because he was the True Archangel

And Yes!

Yes, you have made a really logical decision in AA. After all, even if they were fallen angels, they would not be strong enough to resist corruption.They are all demon now.

Yes, I remember that scene and it caught my attention.Seriously, Azrael's words there make a lot of sense.In the end, it's not in anyone's best interest for Charlie or Constsntine to be corrupted.

And I have a question. In SSAU Constantine and Charlie's blood is orange/a kind of resin color because they are half angel and half ex-human.

(Both of their blood has a seriously different structure. But , I can give an example of one of ıt characteristics, Charlie or Constantine's blood is like the blood of an angel, it is like acid for sinners)

But I do not intend to do the same for the children of sins.

So I'm planning to have their blood black like a hell-born, do you think that makes sense?

Yes .

Maybe, after all, he's the of the young Goetias close to Hürrem's age so he will offer this option to Hürrem and Elrond if her mission is completed successfully.

But if either of them does not like the offer and Hürrem does not want marriage as an option, Constantine can do something different Solution on what she wants.

Yes definitely! And such characters are so much fun to read!

I'm so glad you liked the little dialogues, and lmao that dialogue was my favorite too!

And I'm glad you liked the nickname! Giovanni would probably be the type to call people with a lot of nicknames.

LMAO Imagine, Giovanni and Hürrem are sitting while they are on a journey to move to another ring.Giovanni's attention goes to what Hürrem is reading and asks what she is reading.Hurrem she panicked and said that she didn't read anything and that it was nothing important

(30 fanfic tabs were open in Chrome at the time).

(By the way, funfact, if you have too many fanfic tabs on chrome, the box at the top will stop showing the number and say ':D 'lmao)

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Yes, Serenity was a Doctor, and yes, women were often nurses at that time.

But this was a very difficult task. Serenity studied at university around 1940 and was there.There's a lot of sexism and a lot of racism at the same time.a lot of university didn't even accept women or people of color.

((English is not my first language, I researched and found out that the term "People of Color" is the best way to address, please tell me if I'm wrong))

In other words, this meant that Serenity was studying at university while dealing with a lot of things.

(I had to do a LOT OF research on whether this thing was possible (I hate racism and sexism SOOO much))

But in the 1940s, there were medical universities that accepted students of color.

Serenity studied at Howard University College of Medicine.

Also, the money and human connections that Alastor left her helped her a lot. It can be said that this path was nearly completely closed to the woman in that time(It was very difficult, especially if she came from a family with no money, that woman was usually just married off.),

But the door was open to Serenity, but she had to work in an inhumane way and she did it.

The reason she wanted to become a doctor was because people of color did not receive proper healthcare at that time. They're were not admitted to the hospitals, or even if they were admitted, they did not receive good service.

That's why Serenity wanted to become a doctor and then open her own clinic in her hometown, to ensure justice and help those in need. And she did this. When she announced that the she will open a Clinic, there were many people who supported her And they donated money to open her clinic and expressed their moral support for her. and she helped many people until she died.

She didn't even take money from patients who couldn't afford treatment This much. In return, patients always give her food or gifts. (There was a time when Serenity didn't even need to cook at home. She didn't need to buy food because she ate the food given to her as a gift)

I'm sorry for the lore dump, but while doing research, the more I saw discrimination, the more mad I became.

DEFINITELY! There is a possibility of such a scene There were probably men somewhere who tried to remind Serenity that a woman's duty is to be a housewife.

And Serenity be like: *putting a knife to the throat* Oh yes, If I should be a beautiful housewife.you will be a good fertilizer for the soil in my garden. Do you want to try??

After all other people's opinions are important, right?

And seriously the dialogue you wrote was beautiful!!

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It was an honor to answer your questions!!!

-It would be really interesting if Lolicia and Giovanni meet!!

-I'm so glad you liked the background!!

-Yes, after all, "you can't force a dog to go hunting."(This is an idiom)And Serenity needs loyalty and love. There must also be fear, but such a structure cannot be governed by fear.

-Yes! I saw Lupine The third!! And I'm glad you liked it!!

-LMAO and yes!

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-I seriously can't wait to see these two!!

Thank you for your return and I wish you a good day!! 🌸🌸🫂❤️

#hazbin hotel au #HazbinHotelSerenity

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spookybokchoy · 5 months ago

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I got inspired from other ppl doing redesigns of Hazbin characters and wanted to give a go at it. I don't watch the show but I know info about it from the internet because it's kinda hard to avoid it with it being everywhere. Like most ppl I like the fun idea of their designs but there is much left desired when taking account animation and how they stand out from one another in the background. I focused on character design in college so I'm looking at it through a designer's pov. I feel I know enough about the show to give design feedback. Even so you can still disagree with me/challenge me and be valid. Critique is how we grow as artists! We need to know how to give good criticism and how to take it ourselves :) I'll say the strengths and weaknesses of each original design and go over the changes/why

Charlie- Her original design in the show's cute but I thought she was a clown, not a demon at first. Already has a "demon form" with horns+ tail so I added those built in already. Wanted her to feel optimistic but unsure of herself. Lucifer- Original suit tells he's an over the top king, added gold shoulder pads matching the crown piece and exaggerated his shortness so now he has a Napoleon complex and takes pride from being short. Him and Charlie keep the mostly red yellow white color scheme to signify their royalty. Vaggie Vega- Unique hair shape, good for recognition. Changed name to Vega/Vegatha, sounds strong willed, better fitting for her. "X" over hair distracts from her face, put it underneath. I also made her a bit darker in value to subtly show she's a fallen angel Husker- Eyebrow game is strong, got a unique face from your typical toothy big-eyed citizens. Too many symbols that look pretty but don't make sense in his character. He's a sulky hard ass who doesn't want attention but he's got a design that's very eye-catching. I made him look lower class since he used to be an overlord and is fighting a gambling addiction. 180 color change too so you know he's a cat with owl features.

Angel Dust- Iconic floofy hair swoop. Darker suit to bring out face with a heart choker bc he's a feminine fellow after all. On that note, more pink leaning color scheme. Added abdomen for more spider theming. Dr. Pentious- His Victorian steam punk theme is fun & quirky though you can't quite see it in his design. You can't really see it in my design either cuz I was more focused on filtering out all the eyes and extra details. I would want to take this back to the board and do it over. His original top hat face distracts from his actual one so that had to go. 2 front fangs to appear more snakey. Alastor- His design works for the 1930s the decade he passed. I don't get the correlation to radio and voodoo though. The whole discourse with him being creole is messy so I scrapped it and made him a white American broadcaster to not deal with that. I made him blind with supernatural hearing abilities leaning into the sound aspect. It feels chilling knowing he hears your every move, emotion and heartbeat like the warden from Minecraft. Deer and orange fox themed for a dual nature. Vox- This idea of a tech savvy con man is super fun. Made his persona charming and eccentric, being able to appear friendly while being sketchy as f. His body is made of wires too with his teeth resembling the shock waves on his hat. Kept the pinstripes for a wirey feel.

I also did some Helluva Boss redesigns too! I think Helluva designs deliver pretty well (besides Queen Bee) so I more or so redesigned them based off my own head cannons. I used to watch the show but fell off around halfway of S2 bc I wasn't vibing with the direction of the story. Octavia- Young entrepreneur, takes after her father and mother being snobby and looks down at lower classes who she sees as less intelligent than high class. Very creative in problem solving. Millie- I like her og clothes alot. Those overalls are chic. This outfit is what she'd wear out in the field when she's working for IMP or at the farm. She and Loona fight alot about who works harder and Loona having an attitude problem towards everyone. Sallie Mae- Not much change other than white hair and removed eyelashes. I might want to make her shirt dark muted blue instead. I gave her a backstory how she ran away from toxic masculinity parents and eventually gets hired at IMP as a spy.

Loona- Emo to the extremo. She's originally goth but I got emo from her I'm sorry she just doesn't look goth. She's very lax when it comes to her job and slacks off constantly. She still does it well despite not working as hard as Millie, Moxxie or Blitz. She's strict but means well and cares for ppl around her. She also gets adopted at age 14 in my head cannon.

Bee- 180 change completely. She's a thick queen! Made her black coded with more stripes cuz she's a BEE. I don't get why Vivienne didn't give her stripes bc that's a design thing she uses so much and she doesn't use it in a character whose name is BEE? What??? anyway her design is still complex but simplified and uncluttered for animation so the animators can have pleasant dreams. She's the child of Beelzebub and a hell hound. So that's my take on Hazbin/Helluva character design! This was fun re imagining not only the characters but the story itself. I may write a fan fiction but i dunno right now. I respect the original source material which is something I feel everyone needs to acknowledge when they do a redesign of anything. There are things I don't like about the original and that's ok! That's part of why I did the redesigns. That being said I don’t support Vivziepop :)

#character design #digital artist #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #hazbin redesign #charlie morningstar #lucifer morningstar #angel dust #alastor #sir pentious #loona #hazbin hotel husk #helluva fanart #design ideas #helluva millie

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