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aviradasa · 1 month ago

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So you know what frustrates me about going anywhere? Makeup.

My eyeliner was being a BITCH when getting ready for con.

But it got me thinking - since vampires can't see their reflection, how do they get ready?

If you please, I want a vampire grooming party of Poly!Lost Boys and SO getting ready for the night.

Marko doing her makeup, Paul helping with hair, David and Dwayne arguing over how she should dress for the evening (is it cold enough for a jacket, shorts or skirt, boots or heels?), whatever else you'd like.

Just some domesticity really, lol.

Ok, so full disclosure. This might suck cause I haven't written shit in MONTHS, but still, I hope you enjoy. I could not focus when making this, so if you see it switching from first person to third person, just know that I fully was very much confused and accidentally got to focused on my show playing in the background 😭

I love this request and even though im all for murdery evil vampires gotta love some cute domestic shit once in awhile 🖤 well anyways here is

Ps. Tumblr fucked up my paragraph spacing and I cant fix it 😭 also not proof read. Enjoy

Makeup help

Poly!tlb x new vampire!reader.

Pronouns used: (She/her)

Warnings: language (If I missed any, let me know)

Tag list: @theorizinganomaly @vxncevis @sillyturquoisepuffin @thelostsimp @adams-fav-roach @acotar-lover @angstinaofsantacarla @thatonegirl2 @gutlesscatherine

"Girl, you move one more time. i'm gonna draw a line across your face.” dwayne scolded as he was dangerously focused on getting the wing of her eyeliner just perfect. You were almost surprised he didn’t pull out a damn measuring tape at this point to make sure it was even.

“ ok that's not really my fault that's on him-OW ” I had retorted gesturing to Paul who in everyone's opinion was having too much fun teasing, spraying, and making sure you had the biggest and wildest hair out of the bunch.

But his methods were as crazy as he was, and it was a constant tugging on my scalp. At one point, you almost thought you were gonna get tugged out of the chair you were currently seated in at your dining room table,now turned salon, apparently.

The boys were already done getting ready for tonight's adventure. But you were struggling. Thankfully, they were able to step up and give you a hand. Even if it included ripping your hair out and practically beating your face in with a beauty blender, possibly even stabbing your eye out if Paul didnt stop jerking your head around while dwayne was doing the best he could.

“Oh shush, it dont hurt that bad. You dont have anything to complain about.” Paul defends rolling his eyes with that cheeky mischievous grin on his face. He knew he could probably be a bit more gentle, but in his opinion, his methods were only effective when it was painful, so he didn't give a shit about any complaints you had.

“Man just cut the shit for 5 seconds. im almost done.” Dwayne muttered, finishing the last wing, the difficult part of your makeup being finished. He certainly was no expert when it came to makeup, but marko has insisted he do the liner cause he has the most steady hand, you didnt mind it at all either watching him try his best was hilarious and also kind of sweet especially when he would ask you or marko how to go about it.

“ Marko, it's your problem again.” He had joked slowly rising from his seat, not before sneaking a brief kiss to you cheek. Right as Marko sits back down, swatting him away from you like a dog. And to be fair, the look dwayne gave him in response fit the gesture well as he muttered something under his breath after as Marko added his last bit with a hint of amusement to his tone

“ok goodbye, i will tell you if i need you again.” he told him as he picked up a makeup brush. Your base was already done, but he still had to add the fun stuff. So, of course, his concentration was key. Though you just thought the whole interaction was silly

“ Hey, maybe you should go see what David's up to, I bet he's probably struggling.” I suggest to dwayne. It's not that I didn't trust David's judgments in cloathing, but I did have a few concerns. So luckily, dwayne took me up on the idea and reluctantly made his way down the hallway.

You see, i was the newest vamp of the group, and while i saw it as more of a blessing than anything else, it did come with its curses. AKA, the struggle of

The boys wanted to go out tonight with me. which was fine before there proved to be one problem.

I couldn't see myself in the mirror anymore. So, as they were all getting ready, I was sitting there struggling in my bathroom before I worked up the courage to ask for their help. Then, of course, they agreed, and I not only became their undead mannequin for the night but also apparently the victim of their fashion critiques.

Apparently, they are experts all of a sudden.

“What the hell is this? We let her go outside in these?” david had immediately said to dwayne as he entered the room. Seeing david looking through my closet completely unamused.

“The colors clash, the material is cheap. That looks like she stole it off your ex girlfriends corpse from the 60s..” he carried on as he scrolled through the many hangers as dwayne just rolled his eyes at david last little comment and joined him by the closet door.

“ its not all like that though. There's a cute skirt right there.” He pointed out a black leather skirt that had ties holding it together on the side. “Yeah put that together with some fishnets, and some big ass boots and it will look great.”

Dwayne put together as he grabbed the skirt from the closet. Holding it up to look over for any imperfections.

“Paul gave her that you really want to give him more of an ego tonight?” giving him a look like that of a mother correcting a child in the grocery store. But in reality he was just petty and probably wanted to be right.

“Instead of giving you one? Always.” Dwayne replied with a small grin as he tossed the skirt onto the bed for consideration. Extremely proud of himself for finding it. Leading both him and david down a rabbit hole of digging through every piece of clothing i own apparently.

Back in the dining room was controlled chaos. My makeup was finished and now I was Instead helping Marko paint his nails all while getting my hair tugged at. He could have very well painted them himself but he didnt feel like it, so the job was given to you.

“Paul i swear to god if you yank my hair one more time i'm gonna hurt you.” I sat giving him an empty threat as I was suddenly yanked back only able to lift the nail polish brush away from Markos hand by a second.

“ Hey how the hell do you think i get to look this awesome every night. Time and pain. Suck it up girl.” He defends with a little laugh as he sets down his torture devices- (hair tools) before gently fluffing up some spots with his fingers. Surprisingly he was quite the perfectionist when it came to how his work looks on you.

“Ok flip it and shake your head. And it should be done.” He says taking the nail polish from your hands handing it back to marko so he can finish them himself. Once you flip your hair down for a few last details Paul's fluffs up the bottom a bit more, and as you shake it out he almost drowns you in how much hairspray he used, but to your surprise when you flip it back up you're pleasantly surprised with how nice it feels, yeah you can't see it but by what your can feel it is big and fabulous, just like you wanted.

“Holy shit thats amazing! Thank you.” you tell him With a huge smile reaching over i yank him into a hug as thanks. Not only was I happy with the results, but also that my head was finally free and I no longer felt like I was being scalped.

“Thank you thank you, I know i did awesome as usual.” He replied proudly casually sitting back in one of the chairs next to me after being released from my grip. he was about to put his feet up on my table but I shut that down before it even started. Sometimes he wondered if your jokes about having eyes everywhere were actually true of not.

“Paul I swear to god if you put your feet on my table I will cut them off.” I warn as I go back to markos nails he had gotten about halfway done with his other hand but your wanted to finish what you started and he really appreciated it. Paul on the other hand decides to heed your warning though and keeps his boots planted firmly on the floor.

“Oh hell no”

“What even is that?”

“Nope burn this.”

Is all that can be heard from my bedroom.

You see what started as arguing over what to dress me in just ended up in them both judging and roasting your wardrobe together. By this point they have been through almost everything having picked out only the skirt and boots so far. And as david flicked through the closet dwayne was in the dresser seeing if there's anything he could work with

“What about this?” Dwayne asked tossing a simple black tank top at David which he surprisingly caught.

“ That could work, it's simple. I like it.” He replied tossing it onto the bed with a shrug. To be completely fair he couldn't care less what you wore tonight. He just wanted to go out there, fuck up some people's night and do whatever else there is to do, and as funny as going through your stuff was he was bored of it and just wanted to get a move on.

“Ok so that's an absolute no.” Dwayne replied to him in a smart ass tone going back to digging in the drawer

“ what do you mean? Its quick and easy. It will work”

“Oh yeah sure, cause quick and easy gets the job done just lovely, wait a minute are your roots showing right there?”

“Fuck off.” David remarked obviously not very amused by the comment as he pulled out a jacket from the back of your closet tossing it onto the bed as the last sort of finishing touch right before Dwayne threw a new shirt down, snatching up the old one.they both have to agree that they did pretty good

After they were done tweaking a few things they finally went to go collect you from the other two who were now currently just hanging out and vibing to the music you had put on prior while the three of you work on cleaning up your dining room making sure all the hair stuff,makeup and anything else of the sort were put back properly.

“ Hey we got some clothes set out for you.”

David tells you as he and Dwayne exit the room looking rather proud of themselves to tell you the truth,and you weren't sure whether or not you should be excited or terrified. So you went with a mix of both. Giving them both a quick thank you, you give David a brief kiss on the cheek before wandering off towards your room.

If you were surprised about Paul or marko being able to do hair and makeup for you you were just as if not more surprised at how well those two threw something together so fast that actually looked really nice to you, and once you put it on you really wish you could have seen it. Cause you felt amazing.

Not just because of your look, but because of how much you appreciated those 4. They really stepped up and helped you tonight so you could have fun with them and be confident while doing so and it meant more to you then they knew.

So when you stepped out of the room after grabbing your purse and other random crap you may need you were practically jumping with excitement.

And as you all excited the apartment you didn't give a damn about anything else, not even the fact that your neighbors probably wouldn't be to thrilled about the group of teenagers running through the hallways of your building whooping and hollering for the beginning of the night just beginning, or the aftermath of them deciding to do tricks on the bikes in the parking lot.

Not one shit given. You were immortal now, and even though it came with some pesky challenges, you have everything you need. 4 asshole vampires and an infinite food supply called Santa Carla

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gemmahale · 8 months ago

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Ficbook.net and Unauthorized Translations - An Update

Update to the update: some of the fics have been removed! 🎉 This happened before I finished this write-up even!

You may have seen this post last night about some CoD X Reader fics having unauthorized translations posted to the Russian site ficbook.net. @karlachismylife was monumental in helping me understand what's going on, and there's some explanation in that link from her POV as well.

Basically - multiple people have copied and translated fanfics into Russian and hosted them on ficbook.net. They're rough translations, some going as far as to use literal translations for turns of phrase. Most likely, they were run through a translation software (Google Translate or similar) and then roughly edited. (Juju mentioned that there is a subset of jobs in Russia where that is your job description. 😖)

Most of them have come from Tumblr posts, some from AO3. Very few had attribution beyond "tagging" the original author. (Aka - no consent was given for these translations.)

@syoddeye took the time to compile a list found here (google sheet). At the time of writing, 65 fics CoD x Reader fics were found - we know there's more but we only have so many knives in a day. (Sy did not look into slash fics either.)

Authors that have been tagged in the comments: I'm sorry you found out this way. I wanted to tell you in person, but given Tumblr's likelihood of thinking I was spamming you, I felt that this was the best option to alert you, provide you with options, and let you determine how you wish to move forward.

So what can be done?

If you already have an account, please report the fics! I'm told that spamming reports gets it taken down. Also consider messaging the author and ask them to remove them - they do not have the author's consent to publish them.

If you want to make an account and report the linked fics, you can. I have chosen not to, because I don't want to give Ficbook any extra support I otherwise might by doing so (clicks, ad views, account numbers).

If the author does not have closed comments (or you have an account), you can leave a comment on the fic.

Russian: Автор оригинала лично подтвердил, что не давал разрешения на перевод и публикацию. English: Author of the work personally confirmed that they did not give permission to translate and publish.

Finally - check in on your author friends that are on that list. It's devastating to find out your work has been plagiarized, translated and hosted somewhere else without your consent. Reblog their work, share comments, hype them up!

A couple of notes: (Juju correct me if I've fucked any of this up 💚)

The posters are likely not making money off the unauthorized translations. The website and their owners definitely are (ads, "premium features", promotion tools, etc.)

Ficbook.net is the biggest Russian language fanfiction platform - somewhat akin to AO3, but it doesn't have a great reputation within Russian circles because of the stealing and underhanded practices the owners use.

AO3 is banned in Russia, and Tumblr is one of the few places Russians can easily (aka without VPNs and Mirrors) read English version of fanfic.

CoD isn't the only fandom affected - there are dozens that have more posted, and we only scratched the surface in our list.

Finally, if you want to translate works, TALK TO THE AUTHOR. A lot of folks don't like having their work shared without their consent. Even if you feel like you are doing a good thing spreading it to a wider audience, YOU NEED THE AUTHOR'S CONSENT. If they've deleted their presence and their stories from hosting sites (tumblr, AO3, etc) - you don't get to pretend you're doing them a favor by reposting them. Respect their decisions.

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grayintogreen · 4 months ago

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HELLO FELLOW NEIN AGAIN ENJOYERS. And happy Tombtakers Loredrop Day. Today I bring you a preview of a long term event coming this summer.

Are you sad that all the enticing lore dropped in CR2 episode "Fleeting Memories" might as well be an eternity away from bearing fruit? Did you think Cree was a fun NPC and wanted more of her? Are you a fan of fix-it fanfic that barely fixes anything and in fact just makes everything a little bit worse?

Well, I have something you might enjoy!

In honor of Nein Again reaching episode 26 on the day of LitMoR's fourth anniversary, I'm going to be running a weekly "bookclub" for the series to run parallel with Nein Again starting July 29th. You can find the full schedule for the entire duology, plus side stories and intermissions here (more dates to be added depending on where I get with the third mega novel and yet it's still going to take less time to get through than Nein Again). It runs exactly like Nein Again, only its a really long fanfic.

And you may be asking yourself? Uh, what's LitMoR? And I'm GLAD YOU ASKED.

life in the margins of redemption is a post-episode 26 canon divergent series I started writing four years ago after the end of Campaign Two to satiate my incredible need to retell the story but slightly to the left, keeping dead characters alive, making certain plot threads and themes more prevalent, and exploring some elements from the campaign that I thought were underdeveloped simply because those just weren't the things the cast wanted to focus on (and that is valid- this is in no way me going HERE'S MY BETTER VERSION OF CANON, it's a love letter to wanting more of these characters). At 1.8 million words and the main two stories of the duology remaining in the top three longest fics in the CR tag even after all these years, it is an absolute chonker and I'm still adding to it. It's a story that is very close to my heart and I thought it would be fun for people to either re-read or discover it while taking it in in bite-size chunks as you watch how it diverges from canon and goes off in wild new directions.

Below the cut is an FAQ ranging from what you can expect to the story to how the book club will be run if you'd like to participate. If there are any other questions, please don't hesitate to send me an ask! I look forward to seeing how this goes. Hopefully it'll be fun for the people who would love an excuse to reread and for new readers alike.

WHY ARE YOU DOING IT?

I've been told numerous times by people that LitMoR looks interesting, but is ultimately very daunting and intimidating. By promoting a book club, I hope that maybe those people who have wanted to read it will find it easier to do so. Also a lot of people who have read it thought it would be cool to do.

WHAT WILL WE BE DOING?

Whatever you like! You can read the assigned chapter and go "that's nice" and never do anything else. You can leave a comment on AO3! You can join my Discord and talk about it with other people. You can talk about it on tumblr. You can not do any that at all and instead do some secret additional thing. It's really up to you how you engage with it. I just ask that you be polite about it. It's all in fun.

WHAT IF I DON’T LIKE IT?

Back button. I really don't expect this to be a huge thing- it's just something that I'm proud of and want to share it with others and if there's a way to share it that makes it easier on people to read, that's great! But I will not be coming to your house and demanding you give me my flowers. I just ask, again, that you be nice. If it's not for you, it's not for you.

WHAT CHARACTERS DOES THIS FOCUS ON?

This is an ensemble story, so while there are significant narrative beats dedicated to Molly, Cree, and eventually Lucien, every character is given a chance to shine and have their own subplots and arcs. A lot of arcs still play out as they did in canon, but under radically different circumstances and in new ways and some characters whose personal growth wasn't focused on as much even get some additional layers.

WHAT IS THE SHIPPING/ROMANCE VIBE LIKE?

My rule of thumb is that if you absolutely despise any of the ships listed, this series isn't for you, but if you're indifferent at worst, you'll probably be okay, because the shipping is on par with how canon treats it- i.e. it's part of some characters' arcs, but it does not derail the plot nor does the romance override other relationships. Everyone is still intensely weird about one another, regardless of whether or not they are kissing.

EXPLAIN THE RATING

The rating is for violence, gore, intense situations, and a lot of mindfuckery, but I wouldn't say any of it is atypical of what you would see in canon. The tags represent anything that comes up more than once, but if something is specific to a chapter, I will usually put it in the author's notes.

WHAT TAGS SHOULD I USE IF I WANT TO POST ABOUT IT?

LitMoR, LitMoR bookclub or life in the margins of redemption are good tags to use! I would avoid using canon CR tags unless you're just really into them for organizational purposes so to not to annoy people who aren't here for this. I'm trying to make this as fun and hassle-free for all sides of the line. I will only be using the CR tags for this post and the starting post and every subsequent bookclub post after will be tagged with the series name or "LitMoR bookclub" to keep things tidy and not annoying so you can either follow me or the LitMoR bookclub tag for updates.

WILL THIS SPOIL FUTURE EPISODES?

If you are aware of things that are coming up narratively even if you don't know the details, then you should be okay, because for the first few weeks OUADYA will follow pretty close to canon before it wildly diverges and doesn't pick up canon events until much, much later. If you want ZERO spoilers ever, then you might wanna sit it out, because while it does take lore in a different direction and does operate under its own thing, it will likely spoil a lot of things for you.

I have heard that it's possible to enjoy the fic if you haven't seen the full campaign if you don't care about utterly spoiling yourself! If you decide to stop watching after episode 26 for... reasons, it is actually fully able to be enjoyed with just that context.

HOW CANON COMPLIANT IS THIS?

It does not consider TNEOL or Molly and Caduceus's Origins comics canon (the first story was written before any of them came out), and does, again, take things in wildly different directions and has intense, deep, and maybe not exactly what was intended by Matt and the cast, lore, on top of occasionally throwing out certain spell rules that get in the way of good storytelling (like Doric's infinite wildshapes in the Dungeons & Dragon movie). I do have it on good authority that my characterization is pretty damn accurate, but you'd have to ask the frequent readers to weigh in on that.

Also shockingly, I have accidentally predicted a lot of canon events, which is very funny.

#critical role #cr fanfic #cree deeproots #mollymauk tealeaf #the tombtakers #lucien nonagon #life in the margins of redemption

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0rbiting-moon · 1 month ago

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Pinned Post :]

Sorry for the long post </3

Heyo, I'm Orbit (my mutuals/friends can call me Moon though)! I'm a multifandom artist and sometimes I animate. I sometimes forget to post art here and not just reblog random stuff (I'm debating if I should make a reblog blog or not-). I decided to make a new pinned post at the middle of the night because I hate my old one and the other one that has been sitting in my drafts for months now.

I am a minor (under 18). Please refer to me with she/her and they/them pronouns, I'm not comfortable with any other pronouns being used for me :)

I'm really awkward around people, so apologies in advance for being weird and saying random stuff. I might also unintentionally sound rude, I promise it's not on purpose, I just suck at talking :,)

Please only PM me if we’re mutuals, if I’m in a multi-animator project and you’re the host (or vice versa), we’re doing a collab. If you want to PM me please just ask first at least

Disclaimers

DNI: Basic dni (transphobia, homophobia, etc), 18+/NSFW blogs, Proshippers, if you use or support AI "art"

Don't draw NSFW/suggestive artwork of me (my sonas) or my ocs. Do not repost my art on other platforms without permission or proper credit. Do not use any of my art for edits either (unless you have permission ofc)

If you make fanart of my characters, please tag me! I love seeing fanart <333 :D

Interests

(Kind of ordered from most to least favorite) Rainworld, Wings of Fire, Godzilla, Hollow Knight, Jurassic Park/World, How to Train Your Dragon, Assassination Classroom, Alien, Transformers, Ultrakill, ENA, Epic: The Musical, Little Nightmares, Arcane, Hilda, Fabulous Beasts, Stray, The Dragon Prince, Lost in Space 2018, I Have No Mouth and Must Scream, TrollHunters, Titanfall, Pacific Rim, Dinosaur king, Omori, Dogs in Space, Warrior Cats (not that interested in it anymore tbh), Subnautica, Slay the Princess, Inscryption, Undertale/Deltarune, Portal, KPop Demon Hunters, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Mouth Washing, I will add more onto this list some other time

I really like astronomy, paleontology, zoology, and speculative biology! (Please show me cool science stuff)

Socials

YouTube - I use this and Tumblr the most often, I post my art on there sooner than on Tumblr

Artfight - Attack me! >:D

Toyhouse - Currently attempting to store all my ocs on there, I estimate there's at least 300 (I'm not even close to being halfway done), I will eventually start adding lore onto there, and maybe I'll make it look fancy too :)

Comicfury I might start making comics of my ocs soon

Strawpage - Nothing much on there right now, I need to update it sometime, but you can check it out if you want to see some of my art or have some music recommendations! Also probably don’t send any asks there, I usually forget to check it

Extra Info

I’m currently not doing any commissions right now, and most likely will not do any for a while, I plan to start doing commissions sometime in the future though! I’m also not doing any art trades right now either (unless you wanna count artfight). But I might do some art trades after July if I’m not burned out. You can send art requests in my ask box if you want, I’ll get to it eventually

If I make art of your characters I’m chill with it being uploaded onto a site like toyhou.se or unvale, as long as I get credit ofc!

My previous name was ACatWithAPencil but I’ve since changed it to OrbitingMoon, all my previous art was watermarked with ACatWithAPencil or CWAP

Old art tag: ACatWithAPencilArt

New art tag: OrbitingMoonArt

Anyways that's all I have for now, sorry for making this really long, I hope you guys have a good day! :D

I’ll probably update this from time to time

#digital art #catwithapencilart #OrbitingMoonArt #rainworld #wings of fire #lost in space #dinosaur #oc stuff #not my oc #asks #saving for later #pinned post

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catboybiologist · 2 years ago

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Hi! I’m CatboyBiologist.

Formerly a femboy, now a trans woman just starting HRT, and a PhD student in molecular biology. I started using this online persona as a fun, shitposty way to explore gender a few years ago. I post selfies (generally sfw, but somewhat sexy, so minors and ppl who don’t like that have been warned), rambles about science, tutorials and advice from the stuff I’ve learned by being a femboy in the past, nature pictures, stuff about the ocean, my adorable grumpy little tortoise, and unsolicited opinions on random nerdy topics. Any pronouns are fine. I don’t plan to socially transition for a while, and still present as a man most of the time, so I’m used to whatever you wanna use for me (for now, I’ll update this if that changes). Please send me pictures of your pets or other cute animals in your life!

As a scientist, I’m also documenting my transition! This google sheet will be updated at least monthly. I also have additional metrics I’m keeping to myself, and pictures that go with this, but I’m not sharing them publicly yet. Keep in mind that this is just one person’s experience with HRT, and may not represent universal trends!

Adding a little something here, bc I think it was an interesting bit a writing: if you want to see me respond to a transphobe about what "biologically female" means, here's a thing I wrote about it. CW for transphobia and discussion, obviously.

Also, if any of my measurements look weird, its entirely possible I fucked up. Let me know if anything looks off!

Here’s some of my favorite pre-HRT pictures:

If you want to see more of my pre-HRT selfies, browse the “femboy” tag on my blog!

And as of this writing, I’m only 2 days after the start of HRT, so here’s a picture with my tortoise that’s technically post-HRT (but with 0 time for actual changes):

If you want to see my future post-HRT selfies, browse the “trans selfie” tag on my blog!

Also here's another really cute picture and fanart of my tortoise by @whalesharkcat:

I have affectionately given my tortoise the title of The Grumpus.

I also wrote a couple of tutorials and general vibes about being a femboy before I started HRT:

Sometimes I make shitposts of myself, I don’t take myself too seriously:

This includes the way I came out on tumblr:

And here’s an overly serious, long ramble about trans thoughts and things that I wrote shortly afterwards:

Later addition: Someone asked how I take selfies, so I wrote a quick and dirty guide with some tips on how I do so in response to their ask:

Oh yeah and apparently I was a 196 microcelebrity? I never to thought I was popular enough for that but apparently some people do 🤷‍♀️. So uh, hi 196 tags, I'm abusing you for my pinned post LOL

As for terminology, I personally do think of myself as a “man who is becoming a woman” as opposed to having always been a woman. If that doesn’t resonate with your experience, I totally get that! But that’s why I freely call pre-HRT me a femboy, while still calling post-HRT me a trans woman. I’m also keeping the blog name as CatboyBiologist for the forseeable future, because at this point, Catboy just seems like a gender neutral term to me.

I’m also trying to put together a script for a podcast regarding how studying biology influenced my perspective on sex and gender- lmk if there’s any interest in that! It’s probably gonna be way too long and indulgent but oh well.

So uh. Yeah. I don’t end these types of things well. Byeeeeee

#196 #r196 #r/196 #rule #/r/196 #trans #transitioning #trans woman #trans femme #tortoise #tort #russian tortoise #trans tutorial #trans tummy tuesday #transgender #trans tumblr #trans selfie #trans journal

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ask-scottsummers-xmen · 2 months ago

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OOC intro post <3!

((Hi, I'm Zombie, I'm a big fan of old tumblr community interactions & figured the X-Men needed some love! So, here is my Ask Scott blog!

I am roughly following tas, 97, & evolution lore + my own hcs & sporadic information I have from comics

Other characters encouraged to interact!

Shipping welcome, I'm a multi shipper and a poly lover so anything is fine ;3

No Not Safe For Tumblr pls- I don't wanna get termed -w- suggestive or non graphic conversations are to be expected tho! Mod is an Adult!

Just letting everyone know that I'm autistic and can't always interpret abbreviations and slang correctly, if you use these things in character please drop an ooc definition in there to avoid further confusion! Because if I don't know what you're saying neither does Scott and he probably won't give you the right answer!

Very sorry for any confusion! ))

Some organizational tags I'll be using:

#cyclops answers - ask responses

#cyclops posts - just regular in character posts

#cyclops lore & #xmen lore - relevant blog lore

#suggestive - spicy content, block if not interested!

#mod speaks & #ooc - anything with me talking

Any relevant ship tags or character tags will be added to each post!

The pfp was done by me & I might do sketches for some responses or just posts in general!

In universe with:

@victor-can-haz-blog (Victor Creed/Sabretooth) partner <3

@wrongs-what-i-do-best (Logan/Wolverine) partner <3

@gambit-ragin-cajun (Remy Lebeau/Gambit) partner <3

@manicpixiedreampool (Wade Wilson/Deadpool) enemy >:(

@thecoolestpool (Wade Wilson/Deadpool(Coolpool)) partner <3

@professor-charles-xavier-askblog (Charles Xavier) Dad :)

@the-og-phoenix (Jean Gray) wife <3

@super-fly-mom (Madelyn Pryor) wife 2 <3

@storm-first-of-her-name (Ororo Monroe/Storm) partner <3

@queen-of-sugah (Anna-Marie/Rogue) partner <3

@mystique-oft-darkholme (Raven/Mystique) Aunt-in-law

@master-of-magnetism-magneto (Erik Magnus Lehnsherr/Magneto) enemy but sometimes not (???)

@doctor-henry-mccoy (Hank McCoy/Beast) partner <3

Please dm to discuss if you want to be a part of the universe so we can coordinate! If not you are more than welcome to be a multiverse friend!

Ask box is: OPEN!

#scott summers #x men #x men the animated series #x men 97 #ask blog #ask me anything #cyclops #ooc #mod speaks #cyclops x men #Xmen #xmen97 #x men tas #x men rp

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yanderecrazysie · 1 year ago

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IMPORTANT NOTICE FOR TWISTED ZOO AND MHA

1- I think I'm going to stop tagging people for Twisted Zoo. It's a hassle to try to type out all the people who want to be tagged and make sure it's not a deleted account or someone with a similar name, all to be ruined because Tumblr hates me and doesn't actually end up pinging anybody or only the first few people I typed.

(If you want to see when it is updated, you could try following me (pls do I love follows) or go to Wattpad, Quotev, or (recently added) AO3 and follow the book there. It's under Twisted Zoo and that way you don't have to see all my posts on Tumblr.)

2. Will there be smut for Twisted Zoo? At first, I was thinking no, because I want non-smutty or underage people be able to read it, so I came to a compromise. I will post each ending as a SFW ending. Then, I will eventually post "After stories" which is basically NSFW for each ending. So yes, that means gangbangs.

(This way, you can end the story without any NSFW if you are not comfortable with it. And if you are into with it, you can be fed with my terrible content lol)

3. As for the MHA version coming out eventually... I decided not to make it a zoo, because I was running out of content for that with Twisted Zoo, which is why it is so short. I also wanted to add a little more plot with a lot more fluff and getting to know each other before turning yandere. This series will be much longer than Twisted Zoo.

The synopsis is basically: Reader has a terrible life, so she Narnia's it up and ends up in a world with mythical creatures that are either half-human or can shapeshift into a human. She befriends them and begins to use this mystical world as an escape from her real life. But as time goes on, the creatures there begin to not want her to leave...

I need help deciding what title to ultimately use for the series, I might make a poll. "Enchanted Obsession", "Escape into Insanity", "Mythical Obsession", or just "Enchanted" because you can both be enchanted by someone and the world is enchanted? Idk, ideas are welcome.

According to the poll: Most of you wanted me to include the girls in this! I used a mix of creatures you've probably heard of and some creatures that are a little less well-known.

Start making guesses in my inbox now for what creature you think each character will be and I will answer whether you are right or wrong! The current characters I want to include are as follows (all aged up of course):

Izuku, Bakugou, Iida, Jirou, Ojiro, Tokoyami, Kirishima, Uraraka, Shoto, Mina, Kaminari, Yaoyorozu, Tsu, Shinso, Hawks, All Might, Aizawa, Present Mic, Midnight, Toga, Dabi, Shigaraki

I know I'm leaving out a lot of people, but 22 characters is more than enough for me to try to focus on. I will say right now that Dabi and Shoto are the same creature and Shinso is not a creature at all, just *magical*. I think most of the creatures fit them but some are a bit like "eh not really but okay"

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rockinlibrarian · 5 days ago

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THE LYRIC GAME REDUX REDUX– Volume THREE-- cleaned up with more clues!

If you haven't guessed any answers for this round of The Lyric Game-- which statistically you haven't, considering only two people have and they're both people I tagged in it-- now's your chance! There's a lot of well-known songs in this batch (both participants so far got like half of them, including some of the "hard," lettered ones-- even ones that WEREN'T the ones I specifically tagged them about!), so you're bound to spot at least ONE that sticks out for you!

These are the first lines of songs that came on my computer on shuffle last week when I decided to do this again. The ones with numbers are fairly mainstream, the ones with letters are the ones I figured you're not likely to get but YOU NEVER KNOW so give them a guess. Your job is to guess what the songs are: one point for title and one for artist, though if you demonstrate you know what the song is but just can't think what the title is I'll give it to you! On my first reblog, I added years as clues, now I'm adding genres!

So take a look, it's in a...Tumblr list...a Listening Rainbow!

1: "I met him on a Monday and my heart stood still" -- 1963 I was going to call this "bubblegum pop" but that might be a simplification. Also no one got this yet and I'm a little surprised-- it doesn't get much radio play anymore but has been used in a ton of soundtracks

2: "Singing in the sunshine, laughing in the rain, hitting on the moonshine, rocking in the grain" -- 1973 rock

a: "Someone's knocking in the distance but I'm deaf and blind; She's not expected home this evening so I leave the world behind" -- 1987 psychedelic pop. Yeah, basically a whole album designed as a throwback/tribute to the psychedelic era, you can see why @vovat thought of me and sent it to me. :)

3: "Been working so hard, I'm punching my card" -- 1983 rock-n-roll, very iconic, we even have a picture book version with CD at the library I still work at for one more day. Also tag all those TUA mutuals I called out last time when "Major Tom" came up, it's another song that was on TUA and even more memorably, though I should hope you knew it long before then anyway.

4: "Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town, Been a whole lot happier without her face around" -- 1993 rock. Yes, I am using "rock" and "rock-n-roll" as separate genres, "rock-n-roll" is more danceable than straight-up "rock." Which should be another major clue to #3.

5: "Your lights are on but you're not home, Your mind is not your own" -- 1985 rock

b: "We have cleared off the table, the leftovers saved, washed the dishes and put them away" -- 2011 folk lullaby, though I still swear @heartlandsoul gave us this CD in 2009. Maybe 2010.

6: "Well, I stand up next to a mountain, and I chop it down with the edge of my hand" -- 1968 hard slightly-acid rock

7: "Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans, Way back up in the woods among the evergreens" -- 1958 rock-n-roll. Not only an absolutely iconic piece of rock-n-roll history, it was also used very notably in one of my all-time favorite movies. You've heard it I promise.

8: "Bed, bed I couldn't go to bed, My head's too light to try to set it down" -- 1958 showtune. Normally for showtunes I accept "name of show" in place of "artist" for the answer, but for THIS one I'll give you bonus points for naming the singer, too, only because I have THIS recording of this show (Original Broadway Cast, as opposed to like the movie version or a later stage revival) SPECIFICALLY because this singer is one of my Favorite Performers of All Time. Which you could use as a clue for guessing this.

9: "I read the news today, oh boy, about a lucky man who made the grade" -- 1967 psychedelic. And it's one of those songs that the title isn't actually a lyric, but you probably own this album so I'm not coddling you. :D

10: "[title] all in my brain, lately things, they don't seem the same" -- 1967 hard psych-influenced rock (actually some scholars claim this was the first heavy metal song, but that is highly debated— oh look, wikipedia labeled it "proto-metal," so close at least) by the same artist as #6. Yeah, and you might be asking yourself what the difference between "psych-influenced" and "slightly-acid" is, and the answer is I don't know it just is.

11: "[title] you are, I will always be with you; Doesn't matter what you do, girl, Ooh girl, with you" -- 1970 pop-rock, definitely more of a hangover from the 60s than the first wave of the '70s

12: "There must be some kind of way out of here, said the joker to the thief" -- hard slightly-psych rock (to COMBINE "psych-influenced" and "slightly-acid) by the same artist as did those other two, 1968 (though I did already give the clue that it's actually a cover of a song from 1967, though this cover was the one that made it famous)

c: Okay yeah, I gave you no way to actually guess this Cambodian-flavored psych rock from 2005, so it's "One Thousand Tears of a Tarantula" by Dengue Fever, which you should now click on and listen to because it rocks REALLY HARD.

13: "Little [keyword of title], little one, made my heart come all undone" -- 1963 pop ballad, that also kind of belongs to a sub-subgenre the name of which is the root of the redacted title keyword, also. The artist in question is the artist most heavily associated with said sub-subgenre, even though they don't actually use the sound of it all that often.

14: "Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me, I think they're okay; If they don't give me proper credit I just walk away" -- 1984, somewhat new-wavy-pop (as was established last time apparently all pop from the 80s is?)

d: "Early in the morning, when the sun is still asleep / Father drinks his cup of coffee, kisses mother on the cheek" --okay, this is off one of the most seminal psychedelic albums of 1968 all time, but tbh the sound of this one is less psychedelic and more-- something old-fashioned but often associated with psychedelic artists? The Kinks did it a lot too. (This is not the Kinks). Oh, wikipedia calls this artist "psychedelic and avant-garde," and "avant-garde" actually sounds like a pretty good name for this, so we'll go with that.

e: this is the 1808 classical symphony you would know by the first four notes. Which may look impossible to guess when there aren't any lyrics and I didn't give you a music clip, but @vovat guessed it so I totally believe you can guess it too. THESE ARE ICONIC FOUR NOTES. There's even a bird around my house that likes to sing this. I don't know if it's a real bird song or a mockingbird that's just really into classical music (there's also a bird that sings "The Blue Danube Waltz" and it COULD be the same bird, who knows). Also, I did give the additional clue last time that there was a disco remix made in 1976 if that helps. If you know your disco remixes of classical music.

15: "[refrain made up of the title several times] Nobody ever loved me like she does Oh, she does, yes, she does And if somebody loved me like she do me Oh, she do me, yes, she does" -- 1970 blues rock by the artist of #9 (HAH, that itself is a completely different this-artist reference), off their last album

16: "Oh yeah I'll tell you something I think you'll understand…" -- 1963 pop-rock by the artist of #9 and #15, off their FIRST album. Or wait, was this just released as a single at first. My brain is going. At any rate it was one of their first #1 hits.

17: "Every day is so wonderful, then suddenly it's hard to breathe; Now and then I get insecure From all the pain, I'm so ashamed" -- 2002 pop ballad even though I swear it didn't come out until after we bought this house in 2003.

18: "Got out of town on a boat to the southern islands, Sailing a reach before a following sea" -- 1981, I believe this may be what's called "yacht rock" actually. Oh wikipedia is calling it "folk rock/soft rock" I honestly forgot the term "soft rock" existed. Fitting, though. Also @heartlandsoul did know the title even though I wasn't sure anyone would. So again, YOU CAN TOO!

f: "Taking my [title], now I can feel it, I'm getting closer to breathing, I can repeat it over and over in my head" -- 2017 garage rock my cousin found on Bandcamp and sent me, so if you actually know it good for you!

g: "If you don't like the world you're living in, Take a look around you, At least you got friends" --first sung line from a 1985, uh...wikipedia lists it as "Hard rock, funk rock, glam rock, garage rock" make up your mind, but I called it "funk-pop-rock" the time in a previous round of this that I gave it as an example of a song that starts with a SPOKEN line; which is also the only reason I didn't give this song a number. Because I technically already used it. But it's NOT obscure.

19: "Stars shining bright above you, Night breezes seem to whisper I love you" -- 1968 folk-ish cover of a 1930s jazz standard-- that "folkish" sound weird. I feel the lead singing by itself would count as jazz enough but the rest of the group's folk-rock tendencies are coming across in the backup.

20: "[some scat singing and the title repeated a couple times quietly] [Title more directly] know the way I feel tonight; [title again] know this feeling ain't right" -- 1960 crooning ballad— I feel there's an actual genre name for this song but I can't think of it and wikipedia is NOT helping this time (it lists like five genres for the artist themselves but none of them capture this sound and it's a SIGNATURE SONG for the artist). You know what? Do-wop ballad. That's what I've decided it is. It's do-wop, but a nice slowish ballad.

Go ahead! Leave a comment with your answers!

#music #game #the lyric game

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scoonsaliciousupdates · 1 year ago

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Unwanted: Chapter 23, Undressed - Pt. 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of sex, human trafficking.

Word Count: 455

Previously On...: You made a Bad Decision :(

A/N: You know what, I didn't realize how short these parts were! Let's get into Chapter 24 today, too, shall we?!

NOTE! The tag list is a fickle bitch, so I'm not really going to be dealing with it anymore. If you want to be notified when new story parts drop, please follow @scoonsaliciousupdates

Banner By: The absolutely amazing @mrsbuckybarnes1917!

Thank you to all those who have been reading; if you like what you've read, likes, comments, and reblogs give me life, and I truly appreciate them, and you!

Taglist: (Sadly, tag list is closed; Tumblr will not let me add anyone new. If you want to be notified when I update, please Follow me for Notifications!) @jmeelee @cazellen @mrsbuckybarnes1917 @blackhawkfanatic @buckybarnessimpp @hayjat @capswife @itsteambarnes @marygoddessofmischief @sebastians-love @learisa @lethallyprotected @rabbitrabbit12321 @buckybarnesandmarvel @fanfictiongirl77 @calwitch @fantasyfootballchampion @selella @jackiehollanderr @wintercrows @sashaisready @missvelvetsstuff @angelbabyyy99 @keylimebeag @maybefoxysouls @vicmc624 @j23r23 @wintercrows @crist1216 @cjand10 @pattiemac1@les-sel @dottirose @winterslove1917 @harperkenobi @ivet4 @casey1-2007 @mrsevans90 @steeph-aniie @bean-bean2000 @beanbagbitch @peachiestevie @wintrsoldrluvr @shadowzena43

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“And where the hell have you been?” Sam asked when you eventually walked back into the apartment. “I’ve been calling you for hours!”

“Out,” you said simply, putting your bag down on the side table.

Sam approached you, leaning in close to study your face. “Are you drunk?!” he asked.

“What are you, my mother?” you scoffed as you moved past him and into the kitchen. You were still drunk, so you needed to pour yourself a glass of water to mitigate the hangover you’d no doubt have in the morning.

“Pocket,” Sam followed you and leaned on the counter as you sat on one of the kitchen island stools, “we’re on assignment. You can’t go off for hours without telling me to get plastered!”

He was right, you knew that, but your pride, and the alcohol, wasn’t going to let you admit it. “Forgive me for taking a few hours off,” you snapped back at him. “Shaking my ass for intel is exhausting, and I deserved a break.”

“Don’t pretend this is because you wanted a ‘break,’” Sam said. “You freaked out because of Bucky and you ran off to spiral.” His voice softened. “But you can’t do that, Baby Girl. Not right now. Not when women are counting on us.”

Oof. That got you where it hurts. “Did you relay the info I gave you?” you asked him, hoping to avoid any further discussion of your transgressions. If he found out you’d also gone out for a fuck with a complete stranger, he’d be livid.

“Yeah,” Sam said, and you were grateful he seemed willing to let it go, as well. “They think it’s a promising lead, and they’re gonna have… some people look into it.”

Some people. Safe words for Barnes and Carthage, no doubt, given they had the most experience with Hydra.

“You did good, Baby Girl,” Sam added.

You nodded, suddenly exhausted. You stood from your stool and picked up your glass of water. “I’m gonna go to bed. Night, Sam.”

You were almost out of the room when Sam called your name. You turned to look at him. “I don’t know if I should be telling you this or not, but, you should know– he was yelling at her to leave him alone, says she won’t stop following him around the Tower. He keeps tryin’ to avoid her, doesn’t want her near him, but she keeps poppin’ up like a bad penny.”

You didn’t need to ask who he was talking about.

“You’re right,” you said, turning to walk away again, and feeling utterly drained. “You shouldn’t have told me. It’s too little, too late now, and he only has himself to blame for it. I’m tired of caring.”

<- Previous Part / Next Chapter ->

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky x you #bucky x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky buchanan barnes #james buchanan barnes #mcu bucky barnes #james barnes

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ariascoven · 9 months ago

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ARIA’S NAVIGATION ༊*·˚

my masterlist + account guidelines

all dividers used on this blog are made by cafekitsune

anons: 🐇🌷🪲❣️🦇💗⏳❄️💜🍰🌘🫦🎀👠🪼

001 — ACCOUNT TAGS ✹

for aria’s coven : my full chapters

aria speaks : yapping, just random stuff

aria’s blurbs : short writings/concepts

aria’s bots : weekly c.ai bot dumps

aria’s mailbox : responding to asks

aria’s bookshelf : wanna read later

fic recs : amazing fics i love

002 — ABOUT THE WRITER ✹

my name is aria and i'm eighteen years old.

i'm a femme lesbian, she/her pronouns.

english isn't my first language. ( 🇧🇷 )

i suffer from social anxiety, please be patient.

i either write a lot or don't at all for a while.

i will probably change my profile a lot.

i'm still new to tumblr, bare with me.

i'm not comfortable sharing personal accounts.

003 — IMPORTANT NOTES ✹

you are welcomed to send in requests and suggestions at all times. however, i might not get to yours right away, keep that in mind.

i do not condone any problematic or toxic behavior i might write about. fiction ≠ reality.

if i ever make anything that isn't listed on my profile, it doesn't automatically mean requests for that thing are now accepted. please check my guidelines to check if i added it in.

i don't care if you like mcu wanda & billy or wagatha but i do not hide my dislike towards them. won't show up in the comments of your posts about them being a dick, though.

although i don't write for male characters, i might reblog smut of my honorary men from time to time. if you see eddie munson filthy on your timeline (?) and don't like that, sorry...

#aria’s navigation #written for aria’s coven ♡#aria speaks #aria’s blurbs #aria’s bots #aria’s mailbox #fic recs #aria’s bookshelf

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astertimberwolf · 1 month ago

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Can there be less lesbian thirst traps under the lesbian tag here on Tumblr- and more wholesome content, please?

Think: one of the sweetest things you'd say or do for / you would like to hear or experience from a potential girlfriend.

I'm really tired of all the over-sexualized content... on a platform that explicitly banned that kind of stuff, nonetheless. You can take your lesbian nsfw content and thirsting to BlueSky, Ao3, Tinder, Bumble, etc. There are other places for it.

What people are really missing isn't having ungodly amounts of lesbian s*x. It's forming deep connections. Loving. Caring... Feeling seen. Let this platform with no word limit be an outlet for desires much deeper than bedroom activities.

Let me demonstrate what I mean by that...

... I want to be loved.

I want to be understood.

I want to feel seen.

I want to go star-gazing someplace where light pollusion isn't obscuring the sky.

I want to see the northern lights. Make memories to last a lifetime.

I want a girlfriend who will make me believe in love again- heal my heart, and reciprocate all the passion, intensity and loyalty I have to offer...

... Beyond any kind of superficial and insignificant femme or butch gender role thing, while completely forgetting and forgoing labels such as "top" and "bottom". It will just be us, our authentic, truest selves, not trying to fit into any kind of mold.

I want to push our foreheads together. I want to caress her cheek, play with her hair. I want to huddle close together next to a fire, a cozy blanket draped over us. I want us to share food, exchange small gestures of kindness, surprise one another with our favorite things. I want us to know each other better than we know ourselves. I want to get lost in her beautiful eyes. Make the most of every day- notice the little things that would otherwise be mundane. I want us to enjoy our hobbies together, give each other massages, adopt a few cats, enjoy nature... I want us to wake up next to each other and feel like the luckiest person on the planet for having the other in our life.

I want to send her things I know she'll find funny, discover new places... explore the world. I want us to trust each other over everything and everyone else, be there for one another on our bad days, shower together, support each other- as well as our dreams and passions.

It might not be for everyone, but this is the kind of bond I want. The physicality / physical intimacy can be an added bonus, but I don't want it to be the only thing there is- like some hormone-driven fantasy that cannot sustain itself.

I want someone I can grow with and learn from. Someone who will stay. Someone that doesn't need to be asked to stay- and is there because they really want to be.

Someone who loves me... for me, and not some delusional, fictional version of me they created in their own head. Someone who will remember me fondly once I'm gone.

I want real love. That's what lesbianism is about. Let's bring that back, please...

#lesbian #pushing against the tide of dumb thirst traps here on Tumblr #in this epidemic of loneliness I do not want s*x #I want true connection #empathy #compassion #understanding #I want something that feels real #lgbtqia #lgbtq #wlw #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #true love #deep desires

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sirenofthedeepsea · 11 months ago

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Well, hello there!

Didn't you get lost trying to find that stupid rock?

Or....

Are you an entity that lives in this hellhole?

It's doesn't matter now! You are here, with me!

Well you can stay here for a while, enjoy your time here. I been getting lonely for quite a LONGGGGG time! So your presence is very much needed and appreciated here!

Don't be afraid of my looks!

Just don't worry, I don't bite much...heh!

Oh! I almost forgot, I have two sisters! if you want to check them out! @clownfishofjokes (Naia) and @seahorseathena (Athena)

make yourself at home!

If you are going to chat to me or ask questions! Here some boundaries before you click that little "ask" button to keep in mind!

What I will do is:

I will ask questions if you have any.

I will chat with you or involve in stories you might have.

I will do relationships (ships between oc x canon or oc x oc) or be a supportive/side entity for a relationship (between two characters that is canon aka canon x canon ships)

I will have friendships if you want to start a friendship with me.

Being silly!

Oc and canon can interact!

I won't do however!

Answering asks that are rooted in harmful or bigotry nature and the person will be deleted or blocked!

I won't be answering harassment or rude asks! same outcome, the person will be deleted or blocked!

ships that are incest, p3d0philia, human/monster x a literal animal or abusive!

No heavy nsfw (I mean like 18+ stuff. Yes the mod is an adult but the mod don't mind 18+ stuff but I don't want it being exposed to minors. Gore is allowed though since its a horror roblox game!

I mostly use she/her. So you know!~

Tags (Since i didn't came up will come when the blog started, now i do!):

#Youfellforthemusic ----> Roleplay and asks

#Catchoftheday! ----> reblogs

#Wearealllostdownhere ~ Angst

#Youmademelaugh! ----> Joke asks

#Thesirenisasleep ----> ooc

#Calypso's lore ---> Lore that applies to Calypso main Canon (As a pressure oc, in the main oc universe)

#Calypso's blog Canon ---> Canon that exists only on this blog (any posts that I see that exists in this Canon only will have this tag added at some point.)

Calypso's blog has two types of Canon, the blog Canon which is a universe where Calypso gets Tumblr and meets other entities (so other people's ocs as a example) exist through tumblr. :3 (This does include June Sirena, she only exists in this Canon rn) this type of canon can include headcanons being canon in this canon! ^w^

Calypso's lore is things that exist in her main Canon that being mentioned on the blog (Such as her ex boyfriend, Marino, her sea creatures dna, Adam the Expendable being a man with a big crush on her and her six eels. They still exist in the blog canon but Calypso's lore is only exists in Calypso's main oc canon and if there is info about them that exists only in her oc-canon lore or Calypso's lore. the tag will be there.)

roleplay:

Calypso's actions will be like this: *Act here* or {Act here}

Calypso's speech will be like this: "Talk here"

Anyways I hope you have a wonderful time here!

Some of Calypso's lore: First Post of Calypso!/Calypso's file!

this is just for fun! And I haven't roleplay in a long time! :3

This is an ask blog/Rp blog for a pressure oc.

I won't be using tags that will take up the whole main tags, if I'm using main tags it be only on this post so people to interact!

mod: Summer (I use any pronouns!)

Main: @roxanneslosteyes

Basic dni list: P3d0s, Darkshippers/proshippers, transphobic/terfs aka Trans exclusionary radical "feminists", Swerfs/Sex Worker exclusionary radical "Feminists", queerphobic people, racists, zionists, bigot people in general and pro lifers.

#roblox pressure #Pressure #pressure game #Pressure oc #Roblox Pressure oc #pressure roblox #Pressure Roblox oc #pressure roleplay #pressure ask blog #The Siren (pressure oc)#Calypso Sirena (pressure oc)

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eightkeyswebcomic · 13 days ago

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The Keyseekers quest starts here.

"When the Pale Queen's blight has festered, and the Children of Morana turn from the light once again,

a Keeper and Compass will rise, to deliver us from their past sins,

When they unite, the Keys will be found."

War has spread across Thesidris, as the undying army of the Badlands lays seige to the lands beyond its borders. Savannah couldn't care less what some foreign queen wants, as long as she is left out of it. But fate seems to have different ideas for her, as an armor clad demon crashes into her life, uprooting her from everything she knows and setting her destiny into motion.

You are at the start | Next

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Welcome to my prose webcomic! Eight Keys follows a (eventually) large cast of characters. It focuses on themes of growth, redemption, and family, both chosen and not. It has been a story I've been working on for several years, and I'm excited I finally get to share it. There is no upload schedule at the moment, but I hope to post something or another every week or so.

This story will include blood and mild gore, so if that's something that your uncomfortable with, this series might not be for you. Please take care of yourself. Certain chapters might contain other sensitive content, which I will do my best to tag appropriately. Please let me know if I ever miss any warnings or tags and they will be added ASAP.

The formatting for this series is majorly inspired by "Pinepaw and the Forgotten World" by Razmerry here on tumblr. Check it out if you have a chance, its an incredible story, and its completed now!

Table of Contents

Helpful tags!!

#chapter - all chapters will be here

#references - all character/setting/item references will be here.

#lore - any additional worldbuilding content will be here

all character mentions and appearances will be tagged with their names, so if you're looking for specific characters that's where they'll be.

I hope y'all enjoy reading!

#cover #webcomic #original webcomic #original characters #oc art #oc #ocs #chapter #please let me know if anything breaks btw

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garbinge · 1 year ago

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Only If I'm Lucky

Angel Reyes & EZ Reyes & Felipe Reyes & OC Lucrecia (Lucky) Fuentes Bishop Losa x OC Lucky

30 Day Fic Challenge

Word Count: 6.2k words A/N: My Lucky girl <3

Warnings: All my fics are 18+ regardless of content.

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Angel started to tinker with the mechanism that cooled the butcher counter’s selection of cuts. It had been emptied out, all of the meat now living in the walk in cooler in the back. The noise followed by tinkering was a loud crack and then instant whooshing which was quickly drowned out by the yells of Angel as water from a broken pipe spit out into his face and all along the floor.

“Fuck!” Angel was stepping up and wiping the water off his face and lifting his feet as if that was going to save his shoes from the puddle of water on the ground. Luckily the pipe only had a small amount of water in it, all of it now residing on the shop’s floor but the pipe itself was just dripping verse spilling out now.

“I told you I ordered a new part for this.” Felipe grumpily approached as he took in the mess his eldest child left on the ground.

“I was just tryna save you a few bucks, Pops.” Angel didn’t even bother looking at his father, he was more concerned with the gunk and water on his shirt and jeans.

“Well now you’re costing me more, go to the market and pick up more towels, I don’t have any more here.”

Angel nodded and started to make his way over the puddle and around the counter until he frowned and turned around. “I don’t think Fuentes Grocery has towels for sale, Pops.”

Even though Felipe was turned around, his sigh could be heard crystal clear to Angel.

“I meant to talk to Lisabeth, ask her to borrow some.” Some days the father of the Reyes family felt his children were still 10 years old despite them having moved out and having their own lives.

Angel nodded and made his way out of the shop and walked a couple feet to the right where Fuentes Grocery was, it was the carniceria’s neighbor, only sitting two stores away from it. The Fuentes family, who owned the store became close friends with the Reyes family over the years. There were similar family dynamics at play. Single parent, two kids, one of them who tended to get into more trouble than the other. Years ago that would have been the way Felipe described Angel, but considering his younger son just got out of prison, he’d have to give that title to Ezekiel. Although, with Angel’s involvement with the local MC, he was tailing pretty close.

“Lisa!” Angel called out as he entered the store, the bells on the door ringing as an additional signal someone was here, not that it was needed in addition to his voice.

“This isn’t your fuckin’ clubhouse, Angel. You can’t just yell and expect attention.” A woman’s voice sped past him with a box of produce.

“Sorry, Lucrecia.” Angel smirked knowing the use of the girl’s full name would bother her.

“Only mom calls me that, Reyes.” She was placing the box on the closest counter before turning around to roll her eyes at him.

“Speaking of your mom, I’m looking for her. She here?” Angel lifted his head to see if he could see the elder woman who he had called out to originally.

“No, she went down to the municipal building, some shit about our permits.” The girl was wiping her hands on her apron that had her name tag pinned to it. “Lucky, General Manager.”

“Permits? They’re still bugging her about that?” Angel frowned.

“They’re always bugging us about something. Our permits, our labor works, our inventory. If it’s not one thing it’s the other. All a part of the county’s push to gentrify shit.” The frustration in Lucky’s voice was apparent.

“Look, Bish, he knows the mayor, I could pull a few strings.” Angel’s voice was determined and hopeful. He knew the girl knew Bishop, but wasn’t sure if she was aware of his connections.

“I don’t need you rescuing me, Reyes.”

“Not you, Fuentes.” Angel rolled his eyes. “But this place, it’s one of the last few latino grocery stores in the area, not to mention it’s got a lot of memories.

It was true, between here and the carniceria there were tons of memories for them as young kids, teenagers.

Angel broke his arm in aisle 5 when he was 12. Lucky was the one who pushed him, not without motive though. He was throwing lentils at her, trying to get them stuck in her hair.

EZ would come over on inventory nights with Lucky and help her take stock so she could place product orders.

The three kids constantly found themselves at the halfway point between the grocer and the carniceria after school pretty often. The Santo Padre Arcade. Most of the high scores on the machines inside had the initials LKY, ANG, or EZ.

Lucky would bring over fresh spices and produce for Felipe every week so he could prepare marinades and dry rubs to sell, all courtesy of her mother, Lisa. He’d send her back with meat for the week.

Every Wednesday night, they had dinner together, both families. The Fuentes would be lucky if the younger sibling would show. Tómas had a tendency to be caught up in his own mess, it started out as small petty issues. Stealing, fighting, acting out. But then as the group got older, he started doing more serious crimes. Drugs, robbery, battery and assault. It was expected, the Fuentes family came from a really dangerous town in Guatemala, once their father had been killed just from being in the wrong place at the wrong time, the matriarch of the family, Lisabeth, made the decision to take her two kids out of the country and somewhere she thought would be more safe.

Angel tried his best to get Tómas to join the club, he figured it’d be a good place for him to feel welcome, feel that familial bond he was likely missing. But it never worked. He ended up getting arrested for arson and now resided in Stockton State County Corrections serving 15-20, with a chance of getting out on parole when the 10 mark hit.

Overall, the memories were flowing between these two stores, between each member of the family.

“Are they pushing you to sell?” Lucky’s voice got more serious now. It wasn’t a secret, with her mother’s old age, the store was becoming more and more of Lucky’s responsibility. She let her mom handle a lot of the business things, help her feel like she still had control, but to people like Angel and EZ, they could see Lucky was truly the one pulling strings and keeping the operation moving.

“Nah, I know they’re ripping up half the strip but the mayor keeps them off the shop. Pop, well, what he doesn’t know won’t kill him.” Angel explained.

It was obvious Lucky was considering it, with a new fine every month, people with suits coming even more frequently trying to push a check, it was getting exhausting, and hard to keep up with the other tasks to keep the grocery running.

“Let me talk to Bishop.” Lucky spoke up, it was clear her mind was going a mile a minute trying to think of the best way to go about it.

“You know you don’t gotta bother with all that, I can talk to him.” Angel moved forward and grabbed the box of produce knowing when he entered the girl was moving to restock the produce carts.

Lucky grabbed the tape dispenser along with the price tags she had clearly written herself and followed behind Angel. “So I’ll come by tonight?” Lucky was completely ignoring Angel’s statement. She wanted to be the one to talk to Bishop. Lucky wasn’t a shy or timid girl, she was honestly pretty aggressive and mean only when she had to be, but it never came with hesitation. She had been pretty independent, when it came down to it she had lost both of the Fuentes men in her life and as her mom grew older, a lot of the responsibility fell on Lucrecia. She took it all with stride though, not one complaint about her responsibilities, only letting them slip when people would doubt her or treat her like she wasn’t capable. On the other hand though, that just meant that with the people she loved, she was fiercely loyal. Angel fit somewhere in that description, the whole Reyes family did, and despite the annoyance Lucky felt that she had to repeat herself again, about talking to Bishop herself, the love for the Reyes family trumped that. It also helped that Angel knew the girl well to understand her.

“A’ight, come by the clubhouse at like 9, the group will be there, there’s a little party happening anyways, a few of the guys from Stockton had to make the trip down.”

That made Lucrecia laugh to herself. “Even if they weren’t here, the lot of you would find something else to party for.”

Angel smiled at that. “Ain’t wrong.” He had started to grab the tape and place the price cards in the proper places. A comfortable silence fell over the both of them for the next few minutes as they worked to label and price each box of produce that was recently set up.

“Wait, why were you looking for my mom?” Lucky broke the silence with a frown, her body now leaning against the slanting produce stand as she stared up at Angel.

“Fuck!” All of Angel’s thoughts came back to him as he scrambled to the back of the store. Lucky was close behind, not without a laugh and few comments about if his head wasn’t attached to his body. She followed him in the back inventory section, dodging palettes, making mental notes of all the other things she needed to get to this week, the list starting to scroll down which always made it difficult for her to breathe when she thought about it. To her surprise, they ended up at the custodial room as Angel quickly collected a couple of the folded towels that were stacked on the shelves.

“Wanna tell me what’s going on?” Lucky asked but Angel was already moving back out to the store. So she simply grabbed two towels herself and followed him out the store. As they reached the door, she turned to the group of cashiers, two busy ringing people up but the other was price tagging a few items for the manager’s special shelf as she waited for her line to build.

“Ana, can you keep an eye for the next few minutes? I’m popping over to Felipe’s really quickly.”

The girl smiled, nodded, and waved her out, making it a lot easier on Lucky to go help Angel deal with, well, whatever was happening.

“Hello?!” She called out to Angel who was multiple feet ahead of her now. Between the headstart and his long legs, she’d have to jog to catch up to him, which wasn’t happening.

Finally, she approached the carniceria, Angel was already inside and as she opened the door she saw the puddle through the glass case.

“Woah.” It was said breathy as she caught her breath. She might not have jogged to keep up with Angel, but she did pick her pace up. “You bullshit your time away knowing this was over here?”

“Of course he did.” Felipe’s voice could be heard behind the girl as he re-entered his shop with a metal part in his hand. Even with the annoyance in his voice, it didn’t stop him from smiling and placing a kiss on the girl’s head. For all intents and purposes, Lucky was like a daughter to Felipe, he was probably the only man in the world who treated her delicately and that was because it was the only man in the world Lucrecia would let treat her that way.

“Hola, Lucrecia.” He smiled before dropping his frown as he looked at the mess.

“What happened?” She carefully stepped to throw the towels she had down on the ground to soak up any of the puddle possible before turning to Felipe for answers because she had tried and failed with Angel even before they got here.

“My angel of a son was trying to save me money.” Felipe called out as he disappeared into the walk-in freezer.

Lucrecia turned to give Angel a look and all he did was wave it off and moved to soak up more of the liquid. With an eye roll she got down to look at the bottom of the glass case. “Oh you just need to replace this.” Her voice was so shocked as she expected to see something worse based on the mess.

Angel’s eyes closed as he fully accepted his defeat, knowing now that there were two of them against one, he wasn’t standing a chance.

Felipe could be heard again as he walked back through the small hallway from the freezer to where the main part of the store was. “I told him.” He grunted as he placed the black crate filled with different odds and ends of meats on the bookshelf perpendicular to the glass case.

“Do you have the part? I can fix this.” She turned her head to look at Felipe who was picking it out of his apron pocket.

“That? That’s the part?” Angel stood there shocked as Lucky went to grab it.

Lucky let out a laugh, knowing Angel was realizing how big he messed up and she immediately grabbed the wrench to move to the ground to install the new part while Angel stood there still dumbfounded, fully understanding the reality of the mess he made.

As she twisted the washers around the pipe, the sound of Angel’s phone echoed and faded as he stepped over Lucky to go take the call outside. She let out another laugh, this is usually how it went. Lucky was always fixing Angel’s mess, she did it willingly, a lot of the time without Angel even realizing it. Ever since EZ went to prison, there was kind of this unspoken bond between the two. They both had siblings that went to prison, parents who were struggling to make it by, the eldest children of the family who were required to step up even if they weren’t asked. It created an unstated understanding between them.

“Sorry, that was E, I gotta go. See you later tonight, Lucky.” Angel walked back into the shop to grab his kutte which was hanging on one of the counters, likely taken off when he was attempting to fix the cooler.

“You weren’t doing anything anyways!” Lucky called out with her head half under the cooler still adjusting the part with the wrench so there was no chance of another leak.

Felipe let out a laugh at her comment and waved his son out.

Angel left with a head shake but no time to argue.

“Thanks for your help.” Felipe walked over and sat on a crate to Lucky’s left.

“Should have called me from the jump!” Lucky was still yelling since her voice was muffled by the cooler.

Felipe laughed again, “You should know how it is with Angel. He does before he thinks.”

Lucky pushed herself out from the cooler and smiled. She sat up so her elbows were resting on her knees and her back was leaning against the cooler.

“Should work good as new now.” Her head pointed to the open slot of the cooler.

“I can see it on your face.” Felipe said as he looked at her. “What’s going on?”

Lucky knew it wasn’t worth brushing off what was on her mind. “Feel like we can’t catch a break. If it’s not our permits, it's our warehouses, the price jumps, I’m drowning.”

“You’re doing too much.” Felipe spoke up, he wasn’t going to turn this into a pity party, it wasn’t what Lucky wanted and it definitely wasn’t what she needed. She needed facts, she needed advice.

“We’re doing the same?” Lucky spoke confused.

“It was too much then when it was you and your mom working the same but it's definitely too much now that it’s mainly you.” He wasn’t looking at the girl as he spoke, his eyes were on the counter as he leaned over to grab a handful of something. As he turned back to see the look on her face, he laughed. “I’m old, not stupid.” Leaning over he held his hand out and Lucky met him halfway extending out her own hand. “Your mom’s getting up there, it's harder for her.”

Lucky’s eyes dropped down to see the few pieces of chocolate fall into her hand and she grinned both at that and his comment. “Don’t tell her that.”

“I wouldn’t dare.” Felipe chuckled.

“You opened up that florist section a couple years ago. Is it bringing in cash?” He was asking so nicely but Lucky could tell he knew the answer to his question.

“Same thing with the bakery.” Lucky took a deep breath.

Felipe just nodded, waiting for a full response from the girl.

“If we closed down the floral department and the bakery, downsized our selections, we’d be above water easily.” She thought back to the spreadsheets she spent so often looking at. There was the added piece of the permits and fines, but after tonight she’d hope that’d be settled. “But I don’t know if my mom would be on board for that, she worked hard to open up those departments.”

“Let me chat with your mom, she’s coming for dinner tomorrow night anyways.” Felipe offered up with a soft smile. “She might just need some convincing that taking the backseat is what’s best.”

“She’s going to call you out.” Lucky tried to bite back her smirk, as she finally dropped the pieces of chocolate in her mouth. She knew her mother so well that she’d push the cards back on Felipe.

“And I’ll mention that my two children combined aren’t as involved as you.” There was humor in his voice but also truth behind that. Angel and EZ had the club, the shop was second to them. For Lucky, this was her life, her first priority.

“Thanks.” She nodded before beginning to stand up. Dusting off her clothes and apron as she steaded herself standing.

“I should be thanking you. I can open for the afternoon now.” He brought her in for a quick hug before walking the woman out of the shop.

_______ Lucky was glad she set the alarm on her phone because otherwise she would have worked straight through the night. She was taking time to go through the paperwork and make rough estimates on the cuts. She kept reminding herself that it was better to cut the pieces of the business that were hemorrhaging money than cutting people.

She ran her hands over her face and through her hair before taking a deep breath and getting up out of the office chair. She shut her laptop and leaned over the desk taking one last look at the stack of folders and papers scattered around before turning the desk lamp off. As she made her way back to the lockers the employees used, she hung her apron on the hook by the door. As the locker opened she looked in the mirror she had zip tied to the locker and couldn’t help but chuckle. The bags under her eyes were dark and her hair was falling out of its ponytail. She grabbed concealer from her makeup bag that lived in the top part of her locker and covered up her under eyes along with a couple other blemishes while also taking out her hair and letting the curls fall in their natural places. Her last thing before heading out was changing out of the dirtied t-shirt she wore all day that smelt like the floor of the butchers shop, iron, produce, and sweat all together. Taking the opportunity she re-applied deodorant and then sprayed the cheap fruit perfume on her full outfit before grabbing her phone so she could call a cab.

It always made her laugh when she showed up to the clubhouse on party nights. She tended to stick out, not being a partier and more of a homebody whenever she got the chance. It showed in how she acted at these things. While others were drinking to obliteration, smoking, and fighting, she always was in the corner, nursing her beer and taking in the life around her.

As she stood on the inside of the gate with her hands in the back pockets of her jeans and took in the party in front of her, she heard her name being called. Turning to see where it was coming from she saw the Reyes brothers.

“Haven’t seen you at a club party in months, Luck.” Angel cheesed clearly a couple beers in already.

“Don’t get used to it.” She gave him a hug and quickly grabbed the beer he just opened before he took a sip of it.

“Gladly.” He huffed and took the steps to go grab another one from the bar inside leaving Lucky and EZ outside.

“Been a minute, Lucky.” EZ hugged the girl.

“Sure has. I didn’t want to bother you at your welcome home party, the neighbors were very excited.”

EZ smiled his signature smile at that and dropped his face to the ground. “The abuelitas love a comeback story.”

“That they do.” She laughed and pointed to his arms. “The biceps, too.”

After the two of them let out a couple laughs, EZ decided he’d address the elephant in the room.

“Tómas, he’s doing good, we weren’t cellmates or anything but he was on the same cell block as me, same courtyard and lunch times, work detail, saw him a lot, he’s–”

“I don’t really care about Tómas, EZ.” Her face hardened as she spoke to him, her arms now moving across her chest completely closing herself off to the conversation. “I don’t visit him for a reason.” EZ knew the reason, it was because he cut his family off the visitors list. It’s where he got the idea to do it with Emily. He downplayed it to Lucky but EZ got close with Tómas in prison, they weren’t best friends by any means but they talked more inside than they ever did outside. It was on the tip of his tongue, he was about to say that it’s hard in lockup that Tómas took her off the list for a reason she’d never understand unless it happened to her but he just nodded.

“I’m happy you’re home, EZ.” She reached up and squeezed his arm.

“Yea, me too.” He rested his hand on hers and squeezed it back.

“I got business to discuss with your prez,” She shifted gears completely, her voice completely changing from the seriousness it was in before.

“Fuentes Grocer GM never stops talking business.”

“Or thinking about it.” She joked. “Do you know where Bishop is?”

“Probably inside telling drunken war stories with the other viejos.” EZ’s grin was contagious to Lucky.

Her eyes glanced down to the watch on her wrist and while it was completely plausible for that to be the case, she knew this early into the night Bishop would be sober and solemn, they likely had templo at 8, which is why Angel told her to come at 9. It was now 9:35, just like the business never slept for her, it was the same for the club president.

The music got louder as the door opened, there were more people inside than outside and it overwhelmed the girl a bit. She took a couple steps inside and looked around searching for Bishop over every face in the crowd. That was when Taza’s eyes caught hers. His face softened and his lips curved into a light smile before he pointed to the templo sliding door which was partially open. That gave her all the permission she needed to walk over and stand at the entrance. She stood there silent for a minute, she felt like she was looking at a mirror as she saw him with papers scattered all over the table, his hand resting on his forehead as he thought through whatever was on his mind. As he let out a deep sigh his eyes looked up to see Lucrecia at the stained glass door. Despite being mid-sigh, his smile grew.

“Aren’t I lucky?” He spoke up as he leaned back in the chair. The joke was one he always made when he saw her. She’d never admit that it made her unbelievably giddy. “Close the door.”

She didn’t even bother to look behind her as she closed the door, her eyes stayed on Bishop’s as her hand reached behind her and slid the door closed.

Lucky took her time to walk over to Bishop, letting her hand move lightly over the chairs that took up every foot between her and the man. Stopping at the vice president's chair where she took both of her hands and let them rest on the points of the backrest.

“You look like me 30 minutes ago.” She nodded at the papers as her body swung to and from the chair as her hands still gripped on the backrest.

“Busy night for us decision makers.” He was fully leaning back now, his arm casually draped along the arm rest as his body shifted to face the woman.

“Always is.”

“Rough day for you?” Bishop changed his demeanor a bit as he picked up on the girl’s tone.

“Always is.” She repeated the same sentence but this time it was spoken with humor as he eyebrows raised.

“Come here.” Bishop moved his head to the right but he was signaling for the girl to come closer to him.

Instinctually she turned to the door to make sure she fully closed it and then moved to straddle the man in his chair. Her legs sliding through the open space of the arm rests, and her arms moving to rest right on top of his shoulders, her hands meeting behind his head intertwined. Bishop’s hands instinctually moved to hold her securely on his lap which just meant they were resting comfortable on her rear. Moments like these with Bishop helped her balance reality, made life feel light and goals feel tangible. She’d never admit that out loud though. Admitting it would mean anyone but them knew about their relationship. If it even could be called that. Since know one knew they didn’t really give it a label, although Bishop wasn’t really the type to ask someone to be his old lady, it was a role someone just fit into. Taza was the only one from the club that had any knowledge of Lucky and Bishop, no one else.

Bishop leaned his head up and brought one of his hands to Lucky’s head and brought it down to meet his. Their foreheads rested on eachother’s for a moment and it was all Lucrecia needed to know despite their lack of ability to say it outloud, she was the same balance for him as he was to her. Their lips met for a quick second, just a brush against eachother’s until they met with full passion. Lucky couldn’t help but roll her hips on top of the man, squeeze her arms tightly around him in an attempt to get as close as possible to the man. Bishop’s hands got tangled up in her curls, then down the pink satin spaghetti strap that rested on her torso and then finally back down to her tight jeans.

As they stopped to catch their breaths, Bishop reached back up and tucked her hair behind her ear and quickly rubbed his thumb on her cheek. As his hands retreated back down similarly to how they were just minutes before, but now with less feral eagerness and more of a caring touch, his ringed ringers grabbed the spaghetti strap that must’ve fallen down the girl’s arm during their passionate kiss and placed it back on her shoulder. He placed it back with the lightest touch, one that sent shivers down her spine before he gripped her legs again and secured her on his lap.

“I know you didn’t come here just to see me, I’m not that lucky.” There was the joke again. It made her wish they were back at either of their normal stomping grounds, his place or hers where there was probably no free space they didn’t christen but she’d have no problem trying to find one.

“Why wouldn’t I be here just to see you?” Her voice was meant to sound jokingly but it had been drenched with allure.

“Because you only come to the clubhouse when I ask you to be here,” He had gotten her there, that was true, she rarely if ever did these random pop ins. “Since there was a party tonight, I knew specifically not to ask you.” His hands were now rubbing up and down her back sometimes bringing the fabric of her shirt up and he’d touch the bare skin, and sometimes it’d be the tickle of the satin fabric up and down her skin.

“I’ve been known to party.” She argued, leaning over and leaving a couple kisses on his neck.

“Oh, I know you can party.” It was a flirtatious line and Lucky knew exactly what he was talking about, down to envisioning it in her head.

She moved her mouth over to his now and kissed him, it took a lot for her not to start grinding on his lap again as she moved in sync with the kiss but before getting too carried away again, she cupped his face as she pulled back and let her hands rest on his shoulders.

“I do need something.” She closed her eyes, hating that she ruined the moment and hated even more that she had to ask a favor.

“I know.” He smirked and it was something that if Lucrecia kept her eyes closed she would have missed.

“What do you mean you know?” She was confused.

“Angel gave me a heads up.” It was spoken so airy with no weight to it that from context clues alone it shouldn’t have angered Lucky the way it did.

“Of course he did. I could kill him.” She let out an angered sigh.

“Be my guest, you’d be doing me a favor.” Bishop joked.

“Unfortunately I think his father would be rather mad at me if I did.” She squinted her eyes back at Bishop her way of addressing his sarcasm. But all he did was dish it right back with a raise of his eyebrows as if to say, ‘are you sure about that?’

“Alright, you got me there.” She rolled her eyes. “I’m not much of a murderer anyways.”

“You’re right, I can handle it for you.” He teased. Bishop never realized the weight of jokes like that for Lucky, what they brought her back to, her father, her brother. The conflict in the fact that she hated her brother for pretty much the exact same thing that her best friends did, that the man she was with did. But it was different, at least that’s what she told herself every time the thought snuck into her head and she’d never let it sit there for longer than a minute and even that was 59 seconds too long.

“What did big mouth tell you?” Lucky moved to cross her arms now to show her displeasure to Bishop.

“Why don’t you tell me? It’ll sound better coming from you.” Bishop was working his charm on her and it worked.

“I need something.” She repeated again, her way of working up the nerve to ask even though it was clear the man knew something already.

He could have answered with another teasing comment but he opted to go the other way. “Whatever you need.”

“I hear you know the mayor.” She spoke.

Despite knowing a basis of what she was going to ask, It caught Bishop by surprise. The girl he was currently with asking about the one he was with previously. Angel had left out details and just mentioned that Lucky needed some help with business stuff at the grocery store. He thought he’d have to twist some arms at a warehouse, maybe rough up a supplier.

“I don’t care about how you know her, Obispo.” It was like she could read his facial expressions like a book. “I just need a favor. Angel told me you could do it, but I’m not stupid enough to rely on Angel’s facts.” This made Bishop laugh. “What’s the favor?”

“We keep getting harassed about our permits, people keep coming by to try and push us to sell, for a very disrespectful price I might add.” She tilted her head in anger as she explained the situation. “Between the fines and then my mom going down to talk to the municipality, followed by me because she gets nowhere with them, I’m wasting so much money and time, which is money.”

Bishop seemed kind of relieved that was what the favor was, if he knew sooner of the issues Fuentes Grocery was facing he would have mentioned it to the mayor sooner without Lucky even needing to ask.

“Consider it done.”

By the look on Bishop’s face, it made Lucky let out a breathy laugh which made Bishop frown but the slight smirk on his face was growing. “What’s funny?”

“How something weighing so heavy on me is such an easy task for you.”

“I wouldn’t say it’s easy.” Bishop knew these business propositions down at the mayor's office were well above his pay grade, there was a line and he knew where he wasn’t able to cross it. But this, considering how close it was to the carniceria which he had already put on the mayor’s radar, this wouldn’t be close to the line. Now, Vicki’s, that was a different story and another problem for another day. “It’s just doable.”

“Thank you.” She softened her face and hugged the man. The power in her embrace was something Bishop could feel, he knew the importance of taking care of the store for the girl and this clearly had been a dark cloud looming over her for a while.

“Can I help you with your stuff?” She turned to look at the paperwork, not taking any time to really soak any of the info in without the president’s permission.

“Mapping our route up to Stockton. We’re working on expanding.”

It was two sentences but it was all Lucky needed. She knew there was issue with a couple clubs on their normal routes so a lot of the major highways would be off-limits, along with some of the back roads. The girl turned more to look at the map where Bishop had penciled through a couple routes and written down the issues as to why they weren’t travelable.

After she studied the map she picked up the pencil, she was leaning in not the most comfortable position and started to draw a route. “It’ll be 3 hours longer, but you’ll pass by some of the national parks, it’ll make for a nice drive.” Bishop was in awe that he didn’t think of it, he was stuck in here making the list of the ride through calls he was going to have to make in order to secure protection, looking at the route Lucrecia mapped out it cut his list in half, and it was just a courtesy call, not protection.

“And if you need, I could loan you one of the grocery trucks to take something more direct for some of the guys to get there quicker.”

A full approached solution. It made Bishop chuckle and kiss the girl one more time.

“You wanna hang out, I was about to come out with the group anyways.” Bishop spoke as Lucky got up off his lap and they both started piling the maps and notes together on the table.

“Wish I could but I got a million things to do back at the store, you wanna pick me up later, though? Take me home? Understand if you gotta be here, though, entertain the boys from Stockton.”

“I’ll pick you up later. Never liked that you’d walk home that late.”

“I’m a woman not incapable, Obispo.”

“I meant I never liked it for the town, one person gives you the wrong look and you’ll send them to the hospital, I’m just looking out for Santo Padre, baby.”

With an eye roll she walked up the couple stairs of templo and turned her head one last time to get a look at him standing at the head of the table. “See you later, Obispo.”

He smirked knowing he was going to let out the same joke as earlier, one saved just for her that he’d never be able to say to anyone else.

“Only if I’m lucky.”

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