#oops. sorry for the mini rant

[scribbling-dragon]

writing shorter oneshots has actually been so much fun recently. like, seriously, i love doing them. it’s great! im having fun, and being able to sit down and write something short n sweet has been super nice

[dokkywokky]

Welp! While college is busy murdering my art drive, I guess I should post some backlog stuff.

This here’s a character I’ve been working on for a bit, for a Renaissance fantasy setting that I and some friends have been putting together. Her name’s Kimrin Lin!!

Some neat little tidbits:

- That left arm is a prosthetic! While it uses the setting’s magic to function, converting heat from its inner furnace into mechanical motion and magical impulses, it’s not perfect. Accurate, but not precise, and really only useful in swordfighting as a support more than anything. It’s not a battle injury—She was just born without an arm.

- She’s a Half-Drake, Half-Human (“Tallman”)! Specifically, her Drake father was descended from a group who originally adapted to life in volcanoes. Her scales are black because they were inspired by volcano snails—they’re actually living iron and mineral plating!

- The enormous sword (and her cloak) are from of one of her past jobs. As a Hunter of the Ruby Contingent of Kadara, Kimrin was tasked with duties somewhere between a park ranger, an ecologist, and a big game hunter in the modern day—managing local plant life, maintaining a good balance in the local ecosystem without letting it affect villages under her previous Mission’s watch, and handling the occasional “monster” (rather, megafauna) that got too close to a human settlement.

- The “Black Knight” moniker is from her current occupation! Having studied an additional few years under a Magician’s ministry in Kadara, she’s picked up some academic means of fulfilling her interests. Nowadays, Lin wanders from village to city, documenting the local cultures, ecosystems, foods, etc, in a kind of travelogue. The same sense of justice that drove her to leave the Ruby Contingent, however, also drives her to interfere in some local affairs—stopping executions, helping discriminated people find new homes, etcetera. This kind of nuisance-making has earnt her something of a reputation, and now, exaggerated news of her ‘wicked, disruptive’ deeds is traveling faster than she is.

- She has, in fact, been burnt at the stake before for practicing magic. For the most part, it’s not really that interesting, although the ash does get irritating pretty early into the process.

[sleepy-vix]

i want to participate in my interests so bad but aughhhhhhhhh school

[c4tto626]

whatever the issues, wishing you strength to deal with it! <3

thank you!! 💕 nothing i can't handle, don't worry

[thatgaydisneyfan]

I've been at work for just about an hour and my first problem of the day is some Florida Man at Oga's Cantina complaining the mixed drinks didn't get him drunk like he expected??? At nine fucking thirty in the morning???

[dollivication]

Having to block someone who followed me cuz they hate Spardacest and Idk where tf they came from (dmc account btw) but im surprised they aint seen the fact ive literally talked here about Lily fucking her father, uncle, brother yk laik.....? I mean listen, yeah I don't do it all the time (read fanfics with like vergil x reader/dante x reader/nero x reader more than thinkin of them with Lily cuz yk, she got her own WAIF, who yeah is dead but alive in our hearts RIP Syddy) BUT ITS STILL THERE??? posted!!! WHERE TF THEY COME FROM? They even liked an old post I made that came before the STILL PUBLIC Lily/fem!Vergil breastfeeding fanfic I wrote Like yeah that shit wasn't inherently sexual between mom and daughter but LAIK?!?! Sorry to rant here lmao but it baffled me laik, random ass tumblr user, dont come on my page with hateful shit on your own profile when said shit you hate is things ive talked bout LMAOOOO We all a lil (or a lot) freaky here, no judging from me. Everyone loves some good dad porn here (especially the Leon ones lol) Still, that shit had me confused, I wasn't bout to get harassed or nothing and wasn't gonna let 'em see anyone else here so I blocked them. My profile is a bullying/harassment-free zone, I ain't bout to let no one here get bullied if they were to see people who i've reblogged from n stuff who like stuff we like. Especially not you, Dolli, your work is amazing and I will protect ya like Dante protects peeps from demons and won't allow no assholes to harass you. Oop anyway, mini-rant over -Micha

MICHA. MICHA…. 💔💔💔 MICHA YOURE SO SWEET NNTHHGHH… THANK YOU FOR BEJNT A LITERAL SWEETHEART I LAUV YEW WO BAD….🩷🩷🩷

NO LITERALLY laik.. ive seen some people follow me and what rhey put on their posts/bio completely contradicts with the content that they heart on my blog and my blog in GENERAL… more commonly they reblog shit like “leon would never be a rapist” etc etc meanwhile that’s exactly what i write about if not all the time..

like.. if you’re not sending full on harassment and/or using my writing as a way to motivate yourself, then ok have at it but it doesn’t change the fact that it’s misleading??

laik i just hope they know im not a lighthearted-content blog AT ALL and are aware of what i post and of what they’re consuming. but yeah many a people throw me for a loop with the things they say and then do ^^;;

MWAMWA THANK YOU FOR LIOKING OUT FOR ME ALSO!!! 🩷🩷🩷🩵🩷🩷🩵 i sleep cozy knowing ill be safe LMAOsfffs :3c

[dio-the-thot-exterminator]

Who's a oc you want to spend more time on/do more with (draw, write, etc)?

Ahhhhh Is this cheating? This feels like cheating but ima say Rurue. Even tho i draw her ALL the timeee, i just dont draw her doing anything besides standing n sitting, looking cute  jkdjkfcsdcavnladjvn

Shes a standalone character, (everyone else has a story or world attached to them, so if you work on one person…you have to work on EVERYTHING uhhhh)

I guess Rurue is the mascot of my blog if that makes sense? (when i interact with others i use her sometimes).

I posted her reference sheet somewhere on here but basically, she's the newest oc and has nothing but a loose idea which is: slasher.

She just wants to find the perfect friend <3.

I wanted to make a lil video game story thing for her (never did that).

I wanted to animate her doing dances (never did that).

I wanted to make a series of digital illustrations, Rurue hanging out with other slashers (never did that).

Like jumpscare, she'd absolutely terrorize them and they'd have no idea wtf to do.

"Who is this lil girl and why is she talking to me? how'd she find me?...can i kill her?" *tries* "...hmmmm damn i guess not".

Technically i made her for a school project, but i also made her because everyone else had a slasher oc and i wanted on super bad.

But of course i cant just "make one" i need a "justified reason" bcuz thats how my brain works smhhhhh.

In addition to that i was also REALLY into slasher fanfics and i was to scared to write anything and post it (im a wet noodle)

So i thought "hey if i make a slasher oc and have her interact with these canon slasher guys then maybe that would give me a "reason" to post my characterizations and writing of [Insert canon slasher here]"

Which never worked oop

I also wanted to use her to practice anatomy and poses (never did that). Grrr uagh uegh oof

mini rant over lmaoo

I'm still deciding if she needs a “real” backstory. Of course I have a mini one with basic things but I think it's kinda funny if she's a lil girl who's everywhere and invincible. if i go that route then she would be my first fandom oc? maybe im still not sure.

sorry for typos :)

[riririnnnn]

Most of all, hello again! And before you ask, no, I'm not a telepath or a psychic. I mean, I was a psychic for a mini time to steal— I mean, make money fairly. :D

Back here again… I'm glad you've found some new hobbies and are doing other things! Of course, I'm also very sad when I see that you're stopping writing because maybe you feel like it's becoming more of an obligation than something cool that you're doing to share. I'm really feeling like a balance, I'm happy and sad because you really are one of the few creators of quotev that I like and you were also the one who gave me the starting point to start writing my Blue lock povs. <3

So what I'm really going to say here now as a young Brazilian who accidentally took a six bloody month psychology course is; Don't try too hard or force yourself to do something you no longer want to do. If that second one is the case then I just wait for a post like "It's over, I'm done writing, Bye and Lol."

And one more thing, I'm like air. You may not see me or smell me, but sometimes you hear me and feel me— :D

Ily, bye-bye darling.

—TJ. 🇧🇷

PS; Don't worry, I probably won't actually kill someone and I'm sorry about the accidental double ask.

Ah, well, I consider myself as a lawful good, but I don't mind the idea of, y'know, stealing money from the rich. Like, I don't condone the idea of stealing—that's a bad manner, but stealing from the rich? I understand that.

And you are scaring me now..

Like, be honest, do you have any special supernatural power? Do you have a camera in my room or something? 'cause how do you know that yes, writing indeed started to feel like an obligation to me—I lost the sparks—especially during those times when I, out of the blue, started to lose motivation to write.

You see, personally, I think the most important thing for a Fanfic writer is that you should have fun while writing! I mean, it's not a job, so you should enjoy it! And I've been living by this motto ever since I, myself, became a Fanfic writer.

But lately, I wasn't able to feel the same, y'know.

Whenever I do random things, I think of my books, the potential future plot and stuffs, and I always have this stupidly big smile on my face during the whole time—you might even think I'm mentally ill or something because I'm feeling that much of happiness!

However, you can say a couple of weeks to be completely honest, I wasn't able to feel the same joy, y'know, Instead of smiling and giggling like an idiot, I ended up frowning whenever I opened the books. My face used to be like: >:( It started to feel more like a chore of something, and I couldn't confess it truthfully until now because, well, haha, I thought it was very rude of me to say so.

I kinda don't have any idea why I started to feel this way, but I'm sure that the book Clich�� had a pretty big hand behind this—I think I did vent about it to you some months ago (?).

I mean, it's very arrogant of me to say this, but I took (maybe take?) pride in the fact that I never suffer(ed) from writer's block and that my imagination power is very strong—ideas always keep flooding in my mind and story automatically formed on its own as I typed. However, I never realised that having so many ideas can also mean that they may not connect very well to eachother, y'know.

And that's exactly what happened while I was writing the book Cliché. I had abundance of ideas for the story to proceed, but they just didn't link up which frustrated me and, I guess, also damaged some of my ego.

I won't say I'm done with writing though :) I still like it a lot, and I'm, slowly, getting back into the track—it may take a while, I think.

Oops, I ranted a lot :p

Thank you so much! You are very, very sweet <3

Also, "You may not see me or smell me, but sometimes you hear me and feel me," hm? That's scary, hehe :p

And LMFAOOOO! Glad to know you won't actually kill someone, lol.

Take care <3333333333

Sending you lots of love!!

[cyb3r-mutt]

Raaaahhh mini rant sorry

I decided to defer my work term to next summer instead of this one cuz I might be getting this airway surgery on short notice any time this summer (hopefully this summer or I’m gonna be pissed and feel like shit and embarrassed about waiting ) and 3 weeks recovery time blah blah blah but why do I feel like I should have just done one cuz I know part of why I was so okay with not doing it this summer is because it’s really scary and I’m scared no one will hire me but also i know that it legitimately would fuck with an internship because the long recovery time would cut into my required hours and also getting a placement then on short like 1-2 weeks notice have to be like oops sorry you hired me I actually will need to be gone for 3 weeks sorry bye????

I just feel ill about it and know I’m gonna have to defend myself to my classmates and it’ll be so much worse if i don’t hear anything from the surgeon.

I had emailed my academic advisor about it before i stopped applying to things and he said it would be fine to do it next summer no questions asked and I believe him I’m just stressed now cuz the career services lady just emailed me asking for an update on my work term

[that-was-anticlimactic]

don’t know anything about it really but ninjago for the character ask game! or miraculous ladybug! 💞

i already did mlb here, but here's ninjago!!!

blorbo

this may be obvious but COLE !!! cole ninjago is one of my absolute favorite fictional characters ever i love him so much and he deserves so much better from the writers and the fandom also (istg the next time i see someone reduce his personality to food / cake or big strong guy must protecc smol j--i will explode. i get the same way about cole that i do s.okka because i've seen a Lot of people in the ninjago fandom do the same thing to cole that the a.tla fandom does to s.okka to coddle z.uko (and z.uko sweetie this isn't your fault ily aNYWAYS) i love cole so much he my beloved he is one of The Blorbos<3

scrunkly

ja-oh what y'all wanted me to say jay here because it had the word baby? yeah no. ily jay but the next time i hear someone call jay baby or put the letters u w u next to his name imma explode. no, the answer is not jay, but kai. look at his hair? so shaped. look at his temper so shaped. me too. ily kai, never thought you'd sneak in and become my second favorite character but here we are lol <3

scrimblo bimblo

the feminine urge to say pixal because she Is... in the show. she is Loved in the fandom and i am SO GRATEFUL FOR THAT !!! as upset i get about the uh the mini rants in the blorbo and scrunkly parts, at least the little corner of the ninjago fandom that i'm in treats the female characters really well <3 anyways so like according to the show, nya, pixal, cole (where's the lie?)

glup shitto

hmmmmmm well, i do love the upply, y'all. plundar my beloved. but i also love scott a lot. he's fantastic !!! oooh and racer seven! she is the BEST I LOVE HER AHHHHH !

poor little meow meow

tbh i hate myself for saying this, but my first thought is pythor and i am correct. i know that i am oiuhygcfvghujio. that lil snake dude he's just. he's just a little gay making little evil plans and being a little stupid and i love him for it <3 you know? cannibalism<3 but also i just feel like we have to also say lloyd here because this poor kid needs a break and was forced to become a poor little meow meow oiuygfcgvhuji... darreth. yeah, also darreth.

horse plinko

tbh, morro. sorry, besties, he traumatized lloyd even more like... let's be real. also wu. not like forever, i just think that he needs to be in the plinko for like ten minutes and then he can leave.

eeby deeby

THE. OMEGA. you are the reason cole fell you best get ready for super hell bestie right along side the overlord<3 [fanon jay–]

[rosyandraw]

Are you reading Dark Rise? I want to gush with someone so i would love your opinion if you are

Hey lovely!

I'm not reading Dark Rise no, sorry!

Tbh and it's probably an unpopular opinion? Idk but I don't rate Pacat as a writer.

I love Damen and Laurent but their story is kind of greater than the sum of it's parts?

CP as an actual series when I take a step back, the plot holes are crazy, the world building is non-existent, the politics are shaky and don't hold up under inspection, Pacat is inconsistent and does a lot of hand waving retroactively, they can only write ONE type of character convincingly (blonde-twinky-bitch and it's starting to feel a bit fetishy) and the writing is barebones. It reads like a first draft and I'm always annoyed about it whenever I read it.

Though that's probably why i'm still here LMAO it felt weirdly incomplete?

Sorry about the pacat rant LMAO didn't mean to do that but whoops.

ANYWAY is Dark Rise any better?

Sorry again omg haha💕💕💕

[goldenart0]

So I’ve noticed people comparing Atlas and everything that happened in Volumn Seven to Germany, specifically during WW2, but I would like to say that Atlas, and Ironwood, is actually a lot like the Roman Republic Empire.

First off, Ironwood did what quite a few Roman Generals did, take absolute power from the government. Caesar was the most famous to do this, probably because he got stabbed for it. The Roman Republic Empires government worked the following way: There was a Senate, which was a group of legislators, or law makers, chosen from the elite families. There were also the Co-Consuls which were two people chosen from the Senate to be kinda the head government people. There always two to balance and check each other (and also do one could be generally and fight and such while the other stayed in Rome). Someone could only be a Consul for one year at a time and one could only do it every ten years and the minimum. Now that’s at least some what close to what Remnant has, a council, multiple people for checks and balances, it’s Atlas so probably some level of elitism. But now that we’ve gone over that, let’s talk about how it gets broken. A lot. With Caesar specifically, he took both Consul seats for himself, stayed in power for much longer then he should have, and changed and made laws to give him for power. Oh yeah, and he became dictator in part because of an emergency. Sound familiar?

Ironwood also held not one, but two seats on the council, which feels like too much power to me and also similar to holding both Consul seats.

Actually this kind of thing was done a bunch in Rome, by a bunch of generals. Caesar just really pushed it into giving him full power all the time. The dictator position was held mostly by generals in the case of an emergency then it would go back to the Senate and Consuls. It was really only generals though, mostly because they had the power of an army to help them.

That’s kinda what Caesar did, he took him army, kinda invaded Rome and then took power. He had to use his army because the Senate and Consuls wanted to strip him of his power but Caesar decided he didn’t like that.

Which brings us to point two. Roman Generals tended to have an army following them that was loyal to them, not the idea of a republic. This helped in the taking over thing. Ironwood hasn’t shown this power yet, but would not be suprised if he did, not to mention the army and huntsmen under him are very loyal to him.

One thing that’s not really important, but Atlas might actually be a bit of an empire itself. I’m not quite sure where Argus fits in terms of who’s government it is, but if it’s more under Atlas control then I think one could consider Atlas an Empire. Just a thought for you.

Now all if that politic stuff and Ironwood one hundred percent pulling a Caesar is all fine and dandy, but the bigger thing is it’s fall.

The traditional reason you’ll hear for Rome’s fall is “Barbarians at the gates”. But there are also people who will say that it was more of Barbarians in the gates. That being, Rome got to a point where parts of its army were not made up of Roman citizens, but if people of the lands it conquered. People who were more loyal to their general then the republic/empire. And this idea that the armies weren’t loyal to the republic/empire but to a general combined with Roman generals habit of taking power did not lead to good things. You know, generals becoming dictators, civil wars, collapsed of empires that sort of thing. And while this is not strictly what happened with Atlas, the idea of the enemy being inside your gates not outside them is. Salem works by getting inside place and pulling them apart from the inside. This is very very clear with Atlas, and Ironwood himself (see:what happen when he realized Salem’s forces were here). She gets inside your walls, inside your mind and plays games with you. Atlas has a very powerful army, but it does no good if the enemy takes it for itself, as it did. It doesn’t matter how tall you build your walls if your enemy is already inside them.

[puzzlepcice-a]

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Nickname: c Gender: female Astronomical sign: virgo Height: 5′7  Single or Taken: single Hogwarts House: after taking the test i’m apparently ravenclaw! Favorite animal: fox Number of blankets: one Dream Trip: I would love to go to universal studios, or london! When I created this blog: I believe a year ago? tbh I wish I made it sooner lmao. Why I created this blog: I always wish I knew about twdg games like years sooner because there's something so personal and timeless about not only the world-building of the walking dead universe, but seeing clementine’s journey just got me so immersed into not just her story, but lee’s. his arc was one of the best character developments I’ve ever seen in gaming. seeing a convicted criminal get a second chance at redeeming himself just made me so emotional. because even though he took a life, he got to save one in return, and got the chance to finally be a father to a little girl that he loved with his whole heart, and didn’t let anything like dying stop him from going through hell and high water to save her when, as crazy as it is, alot of people wouldn’t go through so much pain for a child that wasnt biologically theirs.  and the reason I made this blog was because clementine absolutely means so much to me like she does for a lot of people! I've seen some people critisice her resilience and peg her  “perfection suffering”  in a way to as if she can do no wrong when that is so far from the case. and i realize people only say that because they only understand one dimension of her arc and dont care enough to see the whole picture and are weirdly annoyed with how much people admire her as a role model/character. clementine has got through so much in the ten years she’s been surviving in the apocalypse and has done some questionably selfish deeds that makes her a morally grey character like most characters in the game. and her appeal to me is not only is she a bi woc ( like me ), but she’s a chacter that has so much expectations put on her,  when in reality she has absolutely not a clue what shes doing and doubts herself so much more than she lets on because shes trying not to let everyone down again like she feels shes done to her friends in the past.  she’s an emotionally strong person, but everyone has their breaking point and the fact she puts so much of it into aj is so interesting to me. aj is her second-heart beat and I think a lot f her strength comes from him and his support of her. I just admire her emotional strength and her ability to “keep moving forward” and I aspire so much to have the same capabilities as she does and be as badass as she can be dkfj. tagged by: @twdgdeadmanwalking! (ty a bunch!) tagging: the dash!

[oreolesbian]

me in 2016: i really hope ghostbusters (2016) gets a sequel!

*3 years later*

me now: that’s literally not what i meant at all

[hawkins-losers]

She wears short skirts, I wear tee shirts | Robin Buckley x Reader

Summary: Robin has a crush on a cheerleader 

Pairing: Robin Buckley x Reader

Word count: 2.3k

A/N: I wrote this in Robin’s pov without realizing...oops. Also, this has been in my drafts since the day I binged season 4 part 1. Sorry it took so long to post/finish

-

Robin Buckley, the girl who liked to be out of the box, had fallen for a high school cliché with lip gloss, a bouncy ponytail and a mini skirt. A fucking cheerleader.

When she told Steve about her little crush on you, he thought it was a joke and laughed…which earned him a smack on the shoulder. Robin was serious. She really did have a crush on you, and it was the worst thing that could happen to her. Actually, getting outed would take the cherry, but her crush on you was next in line.

You weren't a bad person - you were very sweet actually -, but to Robin's eyes, there was no possibility that you could reciprocate her feelings and that’s why it was so terrible. You were at the top of the pyramid, and she was playing trumpet in the school’s band.

While driving to school on Friday morning, Steve was ranting about girls, like always, and Robin was trying to apply mascara without stabbing herself in the eye. A blind person can play the trumpet, but it’s better with two functioning eyes.

‘’Robin! Are you listening?’’ Steve asked, taking his eyes off the road.

‘’Yes. Yes, I am. I-’’

It was false. She was only half listening, concentrated on coating her bottom lashes with mascara.

‘’What did I say?’’

‘’You said something about sex with…Linda.’’

‘’No!’’ Once again, Steve took his eyes off the road. ‘’I’m talking about Heidi.’’

Heidi or Linda, Robin could never remember who was who other than one of them was a blonde and the other a brunette. Which was which? That she did not know the answer.

‘’Cut me some slack, please. Your love life is a labyrinth complexity and it’s seven in the morning and I have to do this stupid pep rally and I woke up looking like a total corpse.’’

‘’You’re worried about a basketball pep rally?’’ Steve raised an eyebrow. ‘’You expect me to believe that?’’

‘’Yeah.’’

Steve scoffed. He wasn’t always the brightest crayon of the box and sometimes made questionable decisions, but he wasn’t that stupid. The basketball pep rally was not why Robin was so stressed and panicked over. It was something else - someone else.

‘’No. We both know what this is about, okay? I’m not buying that bullshit. This is about Y/N.’’

A little smirk curled at the corner of Steve’s lips, seeing the defense mode kick on Robin’s face at the mention of you. Bullseye.

‘’Absolutely not.’’

‘’Yes it is, and I think that you should stop pretending to be someone else when you’re around her. You just gotta be yourself.’’

Robin reached into her bag for her lip balm and applied some with her finger. ‘’Are you really quoting my own advices?’’

‘’They worked. Maybe you should listen to yourself more. Look at me, I listened to you and now, boom, I’m back in business.’’

‘’It’s not the same thing,’’ Robin argued.

In a way, it was the same, but in another, it was very different.

She continued. ‘’You ask a girl and she says no, no big deal. Nothing happens. Maybe your ego is a little bruised but I ask out the wrong girl, bam, I'm a town pariah.’’

Although Steve was not in Robin’s shoes sexuality wise, he understood her point of view. Being gay - lesbian, in Robin’s case - was not persued well by the majority of people. It was seen as disgusting and wrong.

‘’Yeah, I buy that, except Y/N is definitely not the wrong girl.’’

‘’She’s a cheerleader. She couldn’t be straighter.’’

‘’She comes to Family Video every Saturday - even when it rains - and only goes to you to check her out. Oh, and remember two weeks ago when I switched shifts with you so I could go on a date with Heidi? Y/N came to rent a movie and asked if you were around while I checked her out. You should’ve seen the disappointment on her face when I told her you weren’t working. She likes you.’’

‘’You’re full of shit.’’

*

In the school’s gymnasium, the band's music echoed while the cheerleading team did their choreography, twirling, spinning, jumping and dancing with their pom-poms. 

Standing in line with the band in the stands, Robin tried balancing her attention between playing her trumpet and watching from afar the bright smile on your face and the Tigers green eye shadow on your eyes. 

The band stopped as the choreography came to an end, and everyone clapped and cheered. 

Then, the cheerleaders vacated the spot and sat by the stands as the headmaster called in the Tigers. Another round of cheers and clapping echoed as the paper was ripped and in came the team, with Jason at the front.

*

During fourth period, Robin’s eyes wandered to you while Mr. Scotts talked about protons and electrons. She should probably be paying attention to the lesson, all this information will likely be asked in the next test, but you were sitting two rows before her and your glossy lips and smooth-soft looking skin were much more interesting. Sorry, Mr. Scotts.

A quiet sigh left Robin's lips. She wished she wasn’t such a hopeless disaster and had the courage to go up to you and talk to you. So far, your exchanges have been limited to ‘did you find everything you wanted?’ and ‘that will be 3.50$’.

It was pathetic.

The bell rang, forcing Robin to break her staring.

Mr. Scotts cut the lesson and everyone gathered their things and left.

After shoving everything in her backpack, Robin was about to leave the classroom when she spotted a white knit cardigan with Tigers green edges on the back-rest of a chair. Your chair. She took the cardigan, a little smile curling at the corner of her lips as she read your embroidered name on the right side, and went after you in the hallway. This was the perfect excuse to talk to you.

She could’ve called your name and you would’ve turned around. It would’ve been easy and not weird, but Robin wasn’t thinking and ended up following you to the bathroom.

‘’Y/N!’’ she called, walking in the girls’ bathroom.

You turned around, pulling your eyebrows together. ‘’Robin? Where you...following me?’’

‘’Yes! No!‘’ she quickly corrected, realizing how it must've sounded. ‘’I mean, yes, but not in a creepy way. Eh...you left your cardigan in class and I saw it on your chair so I took it and followed you to give it back.’’

Your eyes trailed down to the cardigan in Robin’s hand.

You thanked her with a kind smile. ‘’That’s very nice of you. Most people would’ve just left it there.’’

‘’Well, I'm not most people, and I didn't want you to get cold.‘’

Robin wanted to sap herself for saying something so dumb.

You took the cardigan from her, your fingers brushing for a few seconds during the exchange, sending butterflies to Robin's stomach. ‘’Thanks.’’

*

The next day at Family Video, Steve had to listen to Robin’s rant about her short exchange with you while they stocked the shelves with the returned tapes. Well, Steve was stocking the shelves. Robin had been following him around with the same two movies in her hand for the past ten minutes, completely absorbed in her story.

‘’-forgot her cardigan and our fingers touched and-’’

The bell above the door ding-ed and Robin paused her story. She turned her head at the new customer and her throat went dry, seeing you walking in in a mini skirt and a blouse with a funky print.

‘’Hi! Welcome to Family Videos,’’ Steve greeted, his voice echoing through the store and pulling Robin from her trance. ‘’You looking for a movie in particular?’’

He wasn’t always this nice with every customer - unless he was flirting -, but he was trying to help his friend get the girl she was crushing on.

‘’Eh, no. Not really,’’ you replied, brushing him off and walking away to the comedy aisle.

Steve turned his head back to Robin. ''Go talk to her,'' he mouthed over the shelf, his back turned to you.

She shook her head, panic rushing to her eyes. ‘’I can’t.’’

One thing about Robin was that she had no filter and talked a lot when under stress or was nervous. Most people found it pretty annoying and she didn’t want to annoy you by turning into an unstoppable tornado of word vomit.

‘’Just go ask her if she needs any help finding a movie.’’

‘’Why? She already said she didn’t know what she was looking for.’’

‘’Because I asked her. She didn’t want my help,’’ Steve explained.

His theory was ridiculous and Robin wanted to prove to him that he was wrong so she walked up to you. ‘’Do you need any help finding a movie?’’

Your eyes flickered to Robin’s and, much to her surprise, you accepted her help. ‘’Do you have a copy of Ferris Bueller's day off?’’ you asked. ‘’I believe it was released this week, but I can’t seem to find it.’’

Without needing to check in the computer, Robin knew that there was one copy left in the store. And she knew exactly where it was.

‘’We do. It’s at the register though. I was saving it for myself, but I’ll let you have it just because it’s you.’’

She wanted you to see her gesture as her being nice to you - and perhaps a little flirty -, because it really was that. You didn’t need to know that it was actually store policy to give the customers the movies you saved if they asked for them.

‘’Oh, thank you, but you don’t have to do that. I can pick another movie-’’

‘’It’s fine.’’ Robin tried not to look too disappointed. ‘’I’ll watch it another day.’’

You and Robin went to the front of the store to retrieve the movie and check you out. ‘’I feel bad for taking your movie. Do you…would you want to watch it with me?’’

‘’With you? As in, at your house?’’ Robin asked, wanting to make sure she got your offer right.

You nodded, a glint in your eyes. ‘’Yeah. I don't have anyone else to watch it with. My friends are more of the Footloose and Pretty in Pink type.’’

Just as Robin was about to scan the movie into the computer, there was a loud bang outside, which spooked you both. Thunder. Then, it began pouring heavily.

‘‘What the hell? It was sunny five minutes ago,’‘ you said.

‘‘It’s Hawkins. Unexpected downpours happen all the time,’’ Robin explained, the town in itself being good enough of an explanation.

They’re usually followed by not so pleasing supernatural surprises, but she didn’t need to add that.

Robin scanned the VHS and you paid your weekly 3.50$. Then, she added, ‘‘You can stay here, you know. Until the rain calms down. You’re gonna get soaked within five seconds if you go out in that rain.’‘

Once again, Robin was just being nice by offering you shelter, but she also didn’t want you to go yet.

‘’What if the rain doesn't stop? Sometimes, it goes on for hours.’’ Your eyes flickered to Robin’s blue ones and held her gaze.

Another clap of thunder echoed, making the lights flicker.

‘‘Looks like we might lose power,’‘ Steve said, louder than necessary. ‘‘I’m gonna go in the backroom and fetch some flashlights, in case the power go out.’‘

‘‘Don’t forget to check if there’s batteries in them!’‘ Robin called out after him.

She knew it was an excuse to give you some alone time with her crush and she was grateful for the help.

Shortly after Steve disappeared, the power went out, plunging the store in the dark. Across the street, you could see that there was power so this must be Steve's doing. Robin was praying you wouldn't notice.

‘’I hate when the power goes out,’’ you said, beginning to feel anxious in the dark.

‘’You can hold my hand if you want, I won’t tell,’’ Robin boldly blurted, the absence of light giving her a boost of confidence. She reached across the counter and you took her hand, tangling your fingers together as butterflies bubbled in Robin’s stomach because she was holding your hand.

A loud clap of thunder hit and you squeezed Robin’s hand. ‘’Sorry. I got a little spooked,’’ you explained with a nervous giggle.

‘’It’s okay.’’

Robin shifted on his feet, trying to fill the silence. What do you do when you’re in the dark with your crush? You ramble facts about thunderstorms.

‘‘Did you know that for every five seconds between the lightning flash and the clap of thunder, the thunderstorm that produced the lightning is one mile away? If the time is decreasing, the storm is moving toward you. If it is increasing, the storm is moving farther away.’’

You shook your head. ‘‘I did not know that.’‘

‘‘My father taught me this when I was little. I used to be scared of thunder so he made it a game for me. We’d sit on the porch and count the seconds together.’‘

‘’That’s sweet. My father taught me how to drive. I dented the car when backing in our driveway and ruined my mother’s flowers. He never let me sit in the driver seat again. I think it's best for everyone's safety.’’

Robin laughed at your anecdote. ‘’Don’t worry. I can’t drive either. I haven’t tried, but it took me six months longer to learn to walk as a baby and I still can't run right, so I’d rather not find out how I drive.’’

Suddenly, the power returned, lighting the store with its bright neon lights. You let go of Robin's hand, making the latter pout at the loss.

‘‘See you later, Robin.’‘ You picked the VHS from the counter and, just before pushing the door open, you paused. ‘‘We still have a movie to watch, remember?’‘

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[heartivore]

Sadism and masochism? Maybe religious play? And you seem like the type to enjoy omegaverse

I'm down for both! I would enjoy being on either end, of course! And involving another Ren would be a blast! I mean. One fox dominating another? Maybe things getting a bit feral? A bit wild? Maybe a literal fight for dominance blowing up and the weakest Ren submitting to the more powerful fox? And think of all the biting and scratching and how bloody everything can possibly get! And even involve some knifeplay? Maybe that would be a good time, it certainly sounds like it!

Idk what that is, sorry! But if its anything like some good kinky worship, I would probably be down for it! If it has anything to actually do with religion, I probably wouldn't due to. Yknow. Trauma involving a certain religion. But hey, can't knock it until you try it I suppose? Also why did the first thing to come to mind have to be Hozier's Take Me To Church? Wild.

I mean. Not really? The whole heat and knotting and nesting and semi-feral thing? Yeah that's great! But there's so many loose ends and plot holes and....dare I say it. The ass babies. That pisses me off. I mean besides being vaguely transphobic? At least thats what I get from it? And even if you don't want boypussy in your gay fanfic (idk why but yknow thats kinda sus), there's other ways to work it out! Hell look at hyenas and the pseudo dick! Or maybe make dickgina a thing! Sorry that became a rant, I'll stop there. Just the ass baby thing rubs me the wrong way and is probably the only thing keeping me from enjoying omegaverse tbh. The Alpha gals get better treatment, so why not give the omega guys the same? Yknow? And what about nonbinary people, are they included in this too? But besides all that, its a cool concept! Just needs a bit of work I suppose?