#she wants to run rn uhh

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prompt. ″ 💋 ″ BRICK @madestars & * blossom .

FOR ONCE , townsville is at peace . lights strung through the buildings , bathing the fresh snow in a cacophony of colors ; something that could be described as a unicorn barfing over townsville , thank you bubbles , but still somehow managing to look elegant in the same nature . ( blossom will pat herself on the back for managing that , if it weren ' t for her , downtown would look like a tangle of chaotic lights ) . the quiet invades even the most raucous alleys . it ' s the night that swallows the noise . SILENCE MAKES ITS FRIENDSHIP WITH WINTER .

chilled breezes sift the snow flakes from the clouds that they hang in ; A BREATH ; a tundra chasing the frigid , easy where it trickles down the throat . IT ' S SECOND NATURE , WHERE THE COLD BURROWS AGAINST THE LARYNX , too regularly to be foreign . being just as comfortable as the chunky sweaters regularly worn , or the childhood blanket she still has . still , she hovers close to brick , trying not to get too close while trying not to stray in a complicated equation of her own . there ' s an awareness that she ' s VERY likely overthinking this distance , but that comes with the territory [ brick ] .

A BONFIRE , do you worry you ' ll melt ? . . . a perfect heat ; his warmth made to compliment your coldness .

it ' s when there's an OVERHELMING catch of quiet that blossom feels more attention than normal . two plus two equals four , and it feels just as easy to do the math here . plasma eyes widen with their surprise when it reaches the top of their heads , unmistakable red berries garnished with the halo of green leaves , in the same moment she wants to scream NO . similarly to every other instance where they ' ve collaborated , it ' s pressured . . . RIGHT ? big eyes of those same children who look up to the powerpuff girls , to her , stare up at the two of them now . where hushes giggles bubble from the young girls , the disgusted groans from the boys , a distant dissonance hailing from both sides . not to mention that their siblings are somewhere hanging around and , well , it ' d be damning .

blossom would normally agree , would scrunch her nose with poorly veiled distaste at the mere thought that kissing him could even recognized as enjoyable , or as something she WASN ' T pressured into . but , there are times when she starts to slip into whatever charm he has over the rest of the girls in townsville . it was an annoying phenomenon when they first returned and it ' s only gotten worse . even now , it weasels around , lurking . blossom isn ' t immune either , even if he digs under her skin and makes her red in the face . she can ' t deny that he has a special kind of charm ; but she ' d never repeat that .

❛ let ' s get this over with ❜ is a quick grumble from the redhead , her speed making it easy to float and close the distance between the two of them , though , rather than direct contact blossom opts to press her lips to his cheek -- moving too hurried and narrowly missing where she ends up kissing the corner of his mouth instead . UH WHAT ? immediately , eyelashes flutter and open , expression steady with the panic shuffling beneath ; obvious where her blood pools and gathers in her cheeks .

[httpsserene]

𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐥 - 𝐥𝐬. 𝟏𝟖 | 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝟒𝟎𝟒: 𝐏𝐍𝐅 |

𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝟒𝟎𝟒: 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 - 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨

summary: if you love her, you have to let her go. who the hell came up with that? content warning: vacation romance. profanity. a couple of suggestive lines. one line of dark humor (toaster bath). fluff and angst. sibling dynamics (bullying). friendship. hard launch (but sad). emotional support esteban ocon (shrugs). heartbreak. this might count as getting together/breaking up. pairing: lance stroll x fem!black!reader

from serene: i feel like i have to reiterate that this does have a happy ending (in the next part). i think my tags are over dramatic asl but, i’m not trying to getting jumped in my inbox for miss tagging anything. also, i know lance isn’t a “popular driver” (whatever that fuckin means) but i’m in love with this smau, and i will not be accepting any judgement xxx

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instagram • ynplays • december 14th • cozy in a cabin ⚑

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ynplays: falling love with canada🇨🇦🍁🏒⛸️🌨️

tagged yourbestie, segagenesisthedawg, nhl

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ynplays: sega cries after he walks us back to our room at night and leaves 😫

➥ user1: she’s just a liddol girl 🥹

➥ user2: the puppy has spoken u have to keep him i don’t make the rules 🤷🏿‍♀️

➥ user3: so...you have no choice but to run away with him into the sunset.

yoursister: booooo we get it you've been brainwashed by a canadian man 🙄🙄🙄

➥ ynplays: when was the last time you smiled today

➥ yoursister: it's difficult when ALL you do is yap about your crush on this hockey-core man 🤢

➥ ynplays: he gives himbo hockey player IM TELLNG YOU !!!

➥ user4: so he's canadian 😶

user5: his name starts with an L, he's approx 6'0, is brunette with brown eyes, and he's canadian with hockey player vibes👐🏻

➥ user6: i could walk two (2) steps outside of my house in ottawa and i'd run into a man who fits this description 😭😭

➥ user7: he sounds like every other bitch???

➥ user8: let's go through every minor and major hockey league roster again

➥ yourfriend1: "again?" who TF has time for that

user9: tagging THE nhl is crazy 💀

➥ user8: i'm telling you he's a hockey player

➥ user10: idk man he doesn't look like a hockey build in either of these photos🤔

igstory • yoursister uploaded!

[caption1; me and sis] [caption2; fuck. i guess they're kinda cute together 😒]

yourfriend2: did you see them doing snow angels together 🥺🥺☹️ yourfriend2: that had me smiling ngl...they're adorable yoursister: yeah, i'm just happy there's no red flags she's ignoring, he seems like a genuine dude

user11: do you improve of this lance? 6'0, brown eyes, brunette, canadian hockey player 🙂 yoursister: uhh i fear for his life,,are u gonna put a hit on him or smth yoursister: also he is not a hockey player lol user11: oh🫣 yoursister: i'm pretty sure he's like a car engineer or smth? i think i heard him say that

twitter • december 16th

instagram • ynplays • december 16th • sanctuary ⚑

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ynplays: i don't want to leave.

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nhl: not me crying 😩 - admin

➥ user12: huh

➥ user13: nhl admin relatable

yourbestie: aw babe. enjoy your last five days here :)

➥ ynplays: i only have five days left 😟

➥ yourfriend1: oh girlie...it'll be alright

➥ yourfriend2: i always hate this part of the vacation

yoursister: please ask lance if he's willing to take you off my hands. permanently preferably.

➥ ynplays: are you familiar with the term sympathy?

➥ yoursister: oh you're sad for real

➥ yoursister: 😕 therapy session in the hot tub now ladies

➥ user14: this is depressing me

user15: hey, you can just elope? i don't think you've added that to your toolbox yet

➥ ynplays: too sad to even consider it rn

➥ ynplays: nvm he invited me to his cabin later 👅✌🏽

➥ user15: use protection 🙂‍↔️

user16: i feel like this should have a sensitive content warning

➥ user17: my day is ruined

➥ user18: and my disappointment is immeasurable

➥ user19: THERES 104 DAYS OF SUMMER VACATION🗣️🔊

➥ user20: read the room man @/user19

twitter • ynplays • december 21st

instagram • lancestroll • december 24th

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lancestroll: winter break has never felt so short. i missed you the second you stepped away from me. happy holidays, baby.

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estebanocon: it’ll get better eventually mate ❤️‍🩹 believe it or not

➥ lancestroll: finding it hard to believe rn

chloestroll: come have some hot cocoa with me

➥ lancestroll: yn liked hot cocoa

➥ scottyjames31: oh mate…

➥ user21: okay, i'm concerned for my health. there's some sort of clear liquid leaking from my eyes

➥ user22: FUCK man this is sad 😕

astonmartinf1: chin up lance - admin

➥ alpinef1team: feeling for you mate - admin

➥ mercedesamgf1: sad it ended up like this for you lance - admin

➥ user23: the f1 teams are assembling like the avengers in infinity war for this

➥ user24: an unforgettable day in f1 history

yourmom: fix this. liked by lancestroll

➥ user25: w mama 🤩

➥ user26: tell him ma'am ‼️‼️

yourbestie: thank you for being good to her when you had her

➥ lancestroll: don't thank me for that.

➥ user27: cooking up my toaster bath actually

user30: well this is not the hard launch i wanted to confirm our theory.

➥ user31: brb about to create them in the sims and make them get married and have 6 children, sega, two cats and let them get old together

➥ user: realest cure for heartbreak

user28: no way they decided not being together at all is worse than being long distance

➥ yoursister: that's what i sad but nobody listens to me

➥ user28: why'd they do it???

➥ yoursister: my sister can be incredibly stupid about returned feelings. and for some reason she chose now to "protect her heart"

➥ user29: she deserves her happy ending and needs to allow herself to have it 😭😭😭

twitter • ynplays • december 25th

imessage • lance -> yn

© httpsserene 2024

[ambrosiagoldfish]

i’m going a teensy bit feral reading your adam x third spouse story so i guess im just asking for part five and for it to hopefully have focus on dad beat dad and how lucifer would react to seeing the reader again after so long and like what would happen n stuff 🤭🤭 ofc if this is dumb ignore it i like what you’re doing with the story already !! the part im most excited for is the finale tbh but there’s a lot of time in between what you have rn and then so i’m just yapping abt stuff that could be cool in between. thsi is so jumbled omg sorry i just wanna see more of your writing it’s so good

idk how to end this uhh i love you bye 🫡

Benefit of the doubt PT.5

Adam x 3rd Spouse! Reader

Warnings: GN! Reader, confronting the past, next to no Adam (I know, sad, but it’s for the plot), Reader focused chapter, this is set during ‘Dad Beat Dad’, swearing, the next 2 chapters will have a LOT more Adam DW ❤️❤️

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Request Box: OPEN

Word count: 4322

A/n: Hey everyone! Thank you so much for the support on all the other chapters. It’s been 8-ish months since the last update and for that I want to apologize. I’ll save it for its own dedicated post to not full int his page too much. But if you’ve saw one of my post from the other day, I have posted this on A03 and I’m giving myself 8 total parts. 7 will be the finale and 8 will be an epilogue styled thing (not even sure if I’m wanting to do it so when we get there, you guys can tell me if you want it!! ) so yeah, enough rambling, you’ve all been waiting so long for the next part so here you go!! <3

Reblogs are VERY appreciated!

(My posts have been flopping so much, I would love you forever if you did 😭)

Old memories have a habit of slithering their way back into a person's mind, and even sometimes, people

The first few months at fhe hotel were a lot more enjoyable than you originally expected. Most days went relatively the same, Charlie would choose an activity to do and you would observe the progress they made.

At first, progress hadn't shown much promise but as everyone grew closer, things began to look up. Angel had gone clean with his drug abuse and was distancing himself from his line of work. Sir Pentious started to actually trust the people around him and has done no major constructional damage to any buildings as of late.

Everything was going so smoothly that, when you had woken up one morning to the sounds of screaming, running, and just general chaos. You thought everything was finaly going into the ground.

You quickly run down to the lobby, thoughts of what could be happening run through you. Did one of Pentious experiments fail and explode? Were we being attacked by one of the many gangs in town? Did Alastor decide the hotel was actually boring and started destroying it, starting with the occupants? Whatever it was, you hurry faster to the lobby.

But what was meeting you there was… unexpected to say the least. Party streamers, banners, cookies. It looked like some kind of welcome party heaven would do, albeit with less flare and taste in decor. A banner that read ‘Wellcum Daddy’ was being hung up by Razzle and Dazzle, everyone was either cleaning or baking something, and Vaggie seemed to be ordering them around.

You look at the clock, huh, it’s way too early for any kind of Charlie’s trust exercises. Not to mention, she would have told you about the curriculum and there was absolutely not a 10 AM home-EC class listed on your schedule.

You quickly run up to Charlie who seemed to be preoccupied with helping Vaggie put something up “Charlie, what’s going on?” You tap on her shoulder, She jumps a bit before just realizing it’s you,

”Oh- Y/N, I’m so sorry, I completely forgot to get you!” She apologizes when Vaggie pops in,

“Don’t be, I told Nifty to go wake you up, but looks like she had better things to do” she points over at Niffty swifty stabbing bugs and removing cobwebs out of habit

“It’s fine, just… what’s everyone doing, what’s with all the party supplies and sweets?” You say, arms to the festive lobby around you.

“Oh well…” she took a deep breath “you know that The deadline is fast approaching and while we’ve made progress it’s not much” she paused, trying to even brace herself for what’s coming out of her mouth, “I have asked… my dad to come over and hopefully get us a meeting with heaven” she stops, completely caved in on herself.

“Wait, so… your dad is coming here?” you thought about the times she had asked you to get them a meeting with heaven but you had already explained to her that it would be next to impossible for someone like you. You had to practically beg just to monitor the hotel

Charlie Picked herself back up and looked at you with a shakey demeanor, “Yeah In about… 55 minutes”

You blink a few times before giving a small chuckle “Well, would you look at the date! I think it’s time I used my 1-per-month trip back home! If you’ll excuse me-“

“Wait! No-“ she trips over herself “We need you here, if dad can see, not only the progress we’ve made, but also that we already have an angel supporter, there’s no way he could say no!”

“Charlie, I don’t think it’s a good idea-”

“PleasePleasePlease! I will pay you back, promise! But I- we could really use you there!” Her eyes looked at you, similar to a puppy. She hands clasped together In plea.

You looked away in thought. Seeing him again was the last thing you wanted to do at this moment, any moment for that matter. The last time…well to be honest, the whole exchange hadn’t meant anything to you in quite a while. He could say whatever he wanted about you… it was the words he had to say about Adam that kept your heart ablaze in anger at the Morningstar.

Trash? He should really look in the mirror before saying that about your Adam. But… this could be a good opportunity for the hotel -as much as it pained you to admit- You can only sigh, “fine.. for the hotel…” You let out a small chuckle raising your arm in defeat.

Charlie jumped up and down with glee, repeating a matra of ‘Thank You’s’ before continuing “I get it might be difficult since you’re an Angel.” She tries to give some comfort. But that caught your attention.

“Because I’m an Angel?” You honestly didn’t mean to say it out loud but it came out as a question.

She looks at you confused “yeah, you know, considering I don’t think angels have too kind of thoughts to my dad for being… the devil” she laughs nervously

Oh. Oh. So that’s what she means. So she doesn’t know about your past with him? Not too much a surprise, I doubt Lucifer would bring up any of his failures. But that also made you realize one other thing. Charlie doesn’t know about your marriage with Adam.

Look, you didn’t mean to keep it a secret. In fact you had already assumed they knew. I mean you were sitting literally right next to him and Vaggie already knew who you were. You just thought she would have told Charlie, but knowing this now… it may be best to keep it a secret.

You let out a quick “I understand.” and with that, you all went your separate ways, you did contribute to the decor the best you could, as well as helping Sir Pentious and Nifty with the baking until finally, it was time for Charlie’s dad to arrive.

You walked over to a more remote place in the hotel lobby, look… you may have to interact with him today but you will not be doing it that soon. Instead, you decided your best choice of action was to sit and watch quietly until Charlie decided it was time for you two to meet. And in the meantime, you can mentally brace yourself.

Charlie sighs deeply “Okay everybody, it’s showtime!”

With that she swings the door open revealing the one, the only (thank Father) king of hell himself, Lucifer. Immediately Lucifer pulls his, obviously nervous daughter into his arms. He greets her with excitement before moving on to Keekee, and eventually Razzle and Dazzle.

He eyes the room, clearly covering up any distain for the hotels “character” to protect Charlie’s feelings. At least until he got to the bar which even he couldn’t lie his way through.

Even from the distant view you were from, you could see Alastor and Lucifer weren't going to be the best of buds anytime soon. As soon as they were introduced to one another they immediately got into it. Huh, at least now you have something in common with Alastor at least! If that’s even a good thing.

Their quarrel lasted a few minutes, everyone either waiting for it to be over, completely ignoring it, or enjoying it as entertainment. It lasted what felt like an eternity and was only interrupted when a short and plump woman by the name of ‘Mimzy’ came into the scene.

The old time-y dressed woman was one of Alastor’s friends, you honestly didn’t think he had those but you digress. Eventually once the commotion dies down, you see Charlie give you a nervous smile and wave for you, ‘that’s my cue’ you thought. Anxiety still felt taught in your heart but still you pushed through.

You walk out of your hiding spot, walking up to be next to Charlie. Still trying to keep your presence hidden for as long as you could, savoring those last few moments of peace before a wave of interactions.

Charlie clears her throat and puts on a more professional demeanor despite her nervousness, getting the attention from her dad, “And last but certainly not least, i’d like you to meet our Angelic sponsor-“

“Y/N!?-“ the fallen Angel suddenly started coughing, clearly having choked on his own words. He clears his throat “Sorry! I just wasn’t expecting… you to be here” he lets out a chuckle.

“You guys know each other!?” Charlie looked shocked, her voice pitching up in bewilderment.

“We’ve… met before,.” Your voice was low, But still you pushed through “Though, it’s hardly relevant to anything of importance now. Isn’t that right, Morningstar?”

Lucifer's face contorted into an uncomfortable shaky smile, fingertips digging into his Apple-shaped cane. Perhaps he felt some type of remorse for the way things happened back all those years ago, but even if that’s true, you had no plans to forgive him.

He clears his throat “Yes it’s- unimportant Sweetie.. “

You 3 stand in awkward silence for a moment, all you can do is glare daggers at the short ex-Angel in front of you. Eventually though, you couldn’t stand the scilence any longer, “Well Charlie, I have to get something done in my room and I’ll be back to help with the tour in a few minutes, if that’s ok?”

Charlie looked like she wanted to protest, for you to stay with her through the tour, but she knew you wouldn’t just leave and not come back. “Um, yeah that’s fine! Me and Alastor can get the tour started and you can meet us around the 4th floor?”

You gave a quick nod as agreement and make your way to your room. Sighing, you flop down on your bed, feeling the soft warmth as you sink into comfort. Pulling out your phone, you quickly typing a text to Adam but your thumb simply hovered over the send button, anxiety washing over you. Your message was simple,

‘I promise that everything’s ok, but he’s here’’

You were hesitating, should you even tell him that he's here? You didn’t want to worry him over something so insignificant. He has a show tonight, he wouldn’t be at his best if he was constantly thinking you would be in the same room as the devil.

Or even worse, he could just cancel the show completely and march down here and a cause a ruckus which at best would completely destroy the Hotel’s plans and at worse… No, you can’t think of that.

You look at the message again before just setting your phone on your nightstand. 10 minutes… that’s all you need before you go back out there…

…Lucifer was having… let’s just say a tinsy bit of a bad day. Not only has he been forced to interact with that insufferable yellow-toothed sinner but also, he has been reunited with someone he hadn’t seen in a millenia, you.

The anxiety of the day was only topped off with the added stress of being with his daughter. Don’t get him wrong, he LOVES his daughter and is always happy to see her, but the way she talks and acts with these sinners… Ugh, it reminds him too much of himself back in the day.

Her hotel too… He may have given her the place but he never gave it much thought beyond it being a pipe dream for her. He was just trying to do something for his daughter, especially with… Lilith being out of the picture. He just wanted to cheer her up, and unfortunately it seems ‘grandiose plans’ run in the family.

Even now as Charlie and that Red haired Buck show him around, Charlie explains excitedly about different things they have at the hotel. It reminds Lucifer about how she was when she was little, that glow of joy never seemed to fade away from her despite the conditions she lives in.

But even still, as much as he’s trying not to zone out and actually listen to his daughters rambles, his mind keeps trailing back to one, singular thought. You.

What were you doing here? He knows you were there to ‘support the hotel’ as Charlie puts it. But this is the absolute first he’s hearing about it. Why wouldn’t heaven tell him that another Angel was down here, let alone, you most of all. The last time he saw you was… not the best first meeting

Were you here in secret? You clearly weren't fallen, considering you still had your halo and you didn’t look like you’ve been damaged anywhere close to what you’d be if you had fallen. Not to mention… Adam, the exterminations were his idea so why would you even consider an alternative when you are his-

“Uh, Dad?” Charlie interrupted Lucifer’s thoughts, a look of worry on her face. ”You’ve got a little bit of… horn? Sticking out”

Lucifer looks up and sees that he’s subconsciously beginning to phase into his full demon form. He quickly takes his hand and pats the horns as if he was just dusting off his coat, causing the horns to seem to fade away like dust. Wow, today really seems to be getting to him.

“Ah sorry Sweetie, it’s nothing just… uh..” He thinks for a moment, he has to talk to you alone, just for a second. “*Ahem* I was just realizing I had to… use the bathroom, I seem to have had one too many drinks on the way here. Can you tell me where the… bathroom is?” He lets out a chuckle to hopefully cover his lie.

“Oh, it’s just down the hall and to the right, I can take you there-“

Lucifer quickly lets out a loud ”No!“ Before clearing his through again “I can get there on my own, just wait here and I’ll be back!”

Before Charlie can even answer, Lucifer rushes through the halls of the hotel, yelling a ‘I’ll be back soon’ to his Daughter before turning the corner. He lets out a deep breath as he lays out the plan in his head. Figure out why you’re here, and get back to Charlie as fast as inhumanly possible.

Picking his feet up again, he makes his way to the lobby of the hotel, he looks around for a moment before spotting the check in desk. ‘They usually keep visitor information there, right?’

He quickly scours the desk, looking for any forms or documents that have your room number, before finally setting his eyes on your room number. It didn’t take long to find you seeing as there were such few occupants in the hotel.

He memorized your room and repeated it to himself while walking to your door. Past the first, 2nd, then finally, halfway through the hallway on the 3rd floor he finds it. Before he can knock, a sudden wave of worry floods his senses. Seriously, Why would he hesitate now?!

He shuffled around nervously, starting to doubt this little mission of his. Should he really be doing this? Is he really worried about you being here or is the real reason he came here because he wanted to… apologize to you? It’s true that the guilt of what happened all those years ago was still there. But… Digging up old memories just because he’s selfish and wants to apologize to you? He takes a deep breath.

He had to make things better or… at least get some things off his chest. So, with a heavy fist and an even heavier heart, he gently knocks on the hard wooden door…

This had been the longest 10 minutes of your life, trying to decide wether to send Adam the message, or to even return to tour with Charlie at all. As much as it pains you to say, you still become anxiety ridden when he’s in the room or even the mere mention of him. That spark of defiance you had in the lobby earlier being nothing but a small bit of courage. But you remembered that you had promised Charlie you’d be there for her, and you certainly weren’t one to take back a promise.

Before you could decide what to do, you hear an ever so faint knock on your door. Curiosity peaked, You thought Charlie was supposed to be waiting for you on the 4th floor? Had you taken too long and the tour went south? You quickly made your way to the door and hoped you wouldn’t see a very angry Charlie on the other side.

As the wooden-door creaked open, your face slowly turned bitter at The short, impish man who stood on the other side. Lucifer Morningstar. To be honest, you much would have preferred the angry Charlie, TWO very angry Charlies over this.

The man shuffled awkwardly in place, gripping his cane. Neither of you could break the silence . He avoided any eye-contact with you and even you couldn’t hide The disgusted expression on your face when looking at him. Finally after what feels like 3x the eternity you’ve lived thus far, you spoke In shaky words, ”What do you want?”

Lucifer pushed out his words as well as he could, meek they were, but you understood what he said “Can we please…talk?”

Your fingers gripped at the door, nails embedding into the wood, leaving scratches. It took all you had not to slam the door right in his face, but even if you had, it wouldn’t have solved any pressing issues. If anything, it might make him against Charlie’s idea with the hotel, which you couldn’t afford. You take a deep breath before letting out a quick but unsavory,

“5 minutes”

The short demon shuffles his way into the room as you follow in behind him, locking the door to prevent someone like Nifty or Charlie from walking in. Lucifer stands timidly by your nightstand as you stand on the complete opposite side of the room, facing him. Lucifer runs his neck as he lets out a shaky sigh “I just want to know what you’re doing here…” he pauses, he looks like he has more to say but decided not to.

You can only laugh to yourself “I’m here because I believe I think Charlie’s idea has potential to be great. The exterminations, they have to end… that’s why I’m here”

Lucifer seem a bit… surprised? Surprised with your stance on the exterminations. you figured he needed more than that so you continue “I… I’ve never been one for the exterminations. I've been against them from the start. I just didn't know what else to do. Nothing else seemed…right.“

He stayed silent, processing what you told him. He really didn’t understand you, he had a completely warped view of you. “If that’s all you wanted to know I’d rather you take your leave-“

“No!” You step back at the sudden raise in voice but he quickly clears his throat “No, there’s another thing. I would… I’d like to apologize to you about how things went… when we first met.”

You stared at him, the silence once again feeling the air. You didn’t dare break it, you watched as the impish man looked around with anxiety, trying to find the right words. “It’s always been there, in the back of my mind. How we- I, treated you. It was unacceptable… Lilith kept telling me to let it go, that she was done thinking about it, but I just couldn’t.” He takes a deep breath “so, I’m so sorry for hurting you, Y/n…”

Lucifer Morningstar. The man in front of you looked more akin to a puddle than a person at this point. Sweat dripped from his face, a scrunched mouth filled with a sour taste. He wasn’t looking at you, focusing his attention to the ground. Finally, after many long seconds later. You step forward, grabbing his attention.

“As much as I appreciate the apology, I don’t forgive you.” Lucifer began to speak or at least say he understood but no matter what his reaction was going to be, you interrupted him ‘“-I don’t forgive you, because I’m not the one who deserves it”

To that, Lucifer's head was struck with confusion, “what do you mean?” He tried to make sense of your words, shifting eyes looking around in unease before landing on a framed photo of a candlelit man, an old and forgotten, yet familiar smile on his face… ”You mean… Adam?” Despite his best efforts around you, saying the first man’s name still dripped his words with venom. That same sour taste filling his mouth at the mere mention of him. ”What does-” he stops himself, he knows why.

You breathe in slowly, “What you said to me, all of those years ago, hasn’t meant anything to me in a long time. I’ve gotten through it 10x over and finally understand that I am more than those words” you take another step towards him, closing the gap, “so… there's no use for your apology to me. But Adam… you’ve hurt him more than you couldn’t possibly imagine“

The room was filled with dense air, like any sudden move could kill the king of hell or even you at any second but still you continue. “Adam deserved so much better than what he was forced to have from you, so if anyone deserves your apology, it’s him.” He goes to speak but you shut him down again “but we all know that you are too prideful to do so, and Adam… he’s too stubborn to hear it”

You don’t yell, scream, all of your words coming soft from your lips “So… what you’re going to do, if you truly mean what you say. You will go back to your daughter, forget this conversation ever happened, then you can march back to your big castle with your Loving wife, and leave us be, for the rest of eternity.”

With that, you step away from him, words that have been bubbling inside you for centuries finally having been let out. It felt like several hundred pounds had been lifted off of you. You begin to walk to the door to let him out, wanting the conversation to be over, When you hear him speak a faint ”Ex-Wife actually”

You pause, your teeth already biting your tongue. Honestly, if you really thought about it, it was poetic. The Angel who ruined two marriages, leaving Adam nothing but a broken heart and baggage, ended up with a failed marriage himself.

But even still, you still felt a slight pain of pity for him. Through clenched teeth you let out ”I'm… sorry to hear that. It must be hard.”

This kind of thing, no matter the person, is always tough. You knew the aftermath of it through Adam, even now he struggles with so many issues from it. In that regard, you felt pity for the ruler of hell, but the rest of you felt… glad? Glad that he finally understands just a thorn of the pain he inflicted on Adam.

“The 5 minutes are up so… go now… please.” Your voice shakes near the end, your will power for everything you’ve done starting to break. Lucifer looked equally as defeated, you could tell he wanted to say more but he just nodded his head before walking out the door. slowly, silently, you close the door back before sliding down it as your legs give out.

You wanted to cry, scream, do anything but sit there, but you couldn’t. Your voice hurts from talking, your feet hurt from standing, everything just… hurts.

DING DING DING

A luminous yellow light follows the sound, you lifted your head and saw your phone on your nightstand. Adam… You used all of your strength to make it to your bed, practically having to crawl to avoid any more tiredness in your aching body. You finally land on the soft mattress to pick up your phone, seeing the plethora of messages from Adam.

DIXKMASTER69

Yo Bitch, everything good??

You’ve been typing for like 10 minutes

Answer me

Hellllloooooo??????

Oh, that’s why he was texting. You had completely forgotten your half written message you were debating on sending earlier. You start to delete it and rewrite it when suddenly,

INCOMING CALL FROM DIXKMASTER69

You sigh at the screen, your phone vibration sends chills through your aching arms, it acts as a lifeline for you not to fall asleep on the soft plush beneath you. You press the answer button.

‘Fuck Babe, finally! Are you ok?!” Adam’s voice sounded angry but you know he was just worried “you’ve been texting for like 15 minutes”

“Yeah, don’t worry Adam, I... must have fallen asleep while trying to message you”

“It’s 12 in the afternoon, you dont normally fall asleep in the middle of the day” Adam questions, his voice having obvious worry for you.

“Today’s just been very tiring. But I promise I’m fine, it’s just happened a lot today.” You hated lying to him, your other half, but you know this is something that he shouldn’t have to worry about.

You hear him groan, “how many times do I have to fuckin’ tell you not to overwork yourself for those sinners”

“I know, I’m sorry” you pause “I… I have to go now but I promise I’ll call you later, yeah?“

He was quiet on the other side before he lets out “Yeah, just don’t overdo yourself ok?” His voice was soft, no hint of sarcasm or anger, just him.

You let out a small breathy laugh “I promise. Have fun at your show tonight. Talk to you later, love you.”

“Love you too”

CLICK

You sigh to yourself, you still have the tour to do. It’s fine, everything is fine.

Tomorrow will be a better day. it has to be.

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[lostcauseeilish]

older

billie- 22, you- 18

warnings: age gap, fluff, mentions of smut, slight smut

you are in college, sat in english lit when billie messages you. the end of class is soon and you can officially leave the campus. 3 more minutes. the loud notification echoed through your classroom and a few people looked at you. "phones on silent everyone," your teacher said, unamused as he carries on his lecture.

you take your phone out, theres no rules against it so why not? theres a missed message from your girlfriend, billie. "baby im outside your college thingy, im driving you to my place". you reply with a short "thanks bils xxx!!!" and look at the time, 1 minute.

the bell goes and you pick up your bags, jogging to the door as quick as you can. after ages of walking, you finally see billies car outside the gates. the rain is chucking it down and dripping over your jacket, soaking your hair. in a hurry, you run to billies car and get it, jumping in the front seat.

"heyy darling. you cold?" she asks, her ocean blue eyes softly watching you. her hand holds yours.

"hi, uhh im.. yeah.. freezing.. actually soo," you awkwardly stutter out, smiling at the way she's wearing a face mask to hide her identity.

she turns the heating up and takes off her hoodie, slightly showing more of her and making it easier for fans to find her.

"baby, no its yours," you try to argue softly.

"no way, its yours now," she defends her actions. passing you the oversized hoodie.

the rest of the drive is comfortable silence. billie hums to the radio softly and you sit back and admire her.

when you get to her house, she pulled you onto the couch by your waist and sat you in between her legs. her soft, warm hands were yet to move and her head was on your shoulder. you sighed and relaxed, feeling the tension lift from your shoulders due to being in her embrace.

gently, she traces little kisses up your neck to just below your ear, "i love you, sweetheart," she whispers quietly, her warm breath on your ears making you blush even more.

"l- i love you too bils," you barely get out, shuddering at the kisses barely grazing your skin. suddenly, she moves. climbing on top of you, you feel a bulge in her pants.

"are you wearing it?" you nervously ask her, not wanting to ruin the moment.

"uh huh, thought you would've noticed by now!" she grins, teasing you softly.

"fuck off!" you exclaim gently, giggling.

shes me rn..

[daschundandpickles]

bedroom window

info: fluff, minor angst, and minor suggestive tones. established relationship. mark grayson x f! reader. mark comes to visit the reader after a fight and she takes care of him. (set in season 1)

word count: around 2500.

2 hours have passed since the sun set. Which means it's been 2 fucking hours that you have been waiting for this guy. Sometimes you wished he would just send a quick text saying, Hey, I’m fighting rn, all good. But you know it's too much to ask. At first, you used to get upset that he’d be late. But now all you can feel is worry. Every now and then you feel guilty that your past self used to chew him out for arriving late, but it wasn’t your fault… You didn’t know the truth, but now you do and all you wonder is if he’s okay.

Mark is the best boyfriend you could ask for. He is the sweetest and most selfless person. The span of your relationship, he always showed he cared. You remember the one time he floated by your window just to drop off a snack after a stressful exam. He had come from a fight, and it really just proved that you were on his mind. That is why it hurts you so much when you know he’s fighting.

You know you shouldn’t open your news app, but you cave in. He always told you to never open the news because he didn’t want you to stress; that just shows the type of person he is. Screw him; he isn’t here.

Invincible is seen fighting an unknown enemy on 75th Avenue. 10 casualties so far.

Oh my god. You rotate your phone and all you see is a rush of yellow and blue; you can’t stop watching. Thankfully, from what it seems like, he’s winning. Relief hits you like a wave as you know your boyfriend isn’t being murdered. You know he’s the strongest person in your life, but you can’t stop yourself from worrying. You always thought you weren’t cut out for this, but he always reassured you.

Your thoughts get interrupted as soon as you see Mark get thrown into the wall and beaten up. Then it all settled in, looking in the background you seeing flipped cars. People limping or running away, dead bodies, random fires. The pain and agony you felt was palpable. Mark was holding up a good fight but then got hit again. You had to turn off your phone and throw it on your bed. You couldn’t see him get hurt. Although you worried for him, all you can do is wait and hope he’s alright. After all, you are nothing but a fragile human.

───────･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.──────

You’re pacing back and forth with millions of thoughts racing in your head. What if he’s in the hospital right now? What if he’s being cornered? I’ll check the news. But I shouldn’t. He doesn’t want me to. I already saw it before, might as well do it again. You grab your phone smiling at the silly picture Mark put your background as. Thinking of that moment, he ran to you with the phone and smushed his face on yours, sticking his tongue out. Shaking that memory off, you click on the news app, and you don’t see him, but you see the villain getting detained by Cecil’s team; relief washes over you.

“Thank goodness,” you murmur. You flop on your bed, and you hear a knock on your window. He must have flown straight from the flight.

There he is. Mark, the love of your life. In his Invincible suit. You can’t help but smile with happy tears brimming your eyes. Feeling touched at the fact that he came to see you right away. He looked adorable, but as you opened the window, you couldn’t help but feel sadness as you saw his current state. He was floating in front of the window, and your eyes scanned the rips on his suit. His posture is off—his shoulders hunched more than usual, his flight path a little shaky. The tears start falling down your face. You can see him sighing and shaking. He looked like he was keeping his composure, but you could see through it. You could see the tired look on his face as well as the sweat piled on. All of this is reasonable, as he fought for at least an hour.

“Uhh, are you going to let me in?” He chuckles, and you move out of the way, not realizing you didn’t move. How can he possibly be joking around when he looks like that?

He crawls in, and you rush to hug him. You wrap your arms around his torso, laying your cheek on his chest. You can’t help but be grateful. You know it’s stupid, but the amount of stress it causes you is astronomical. He then grabs your waist with his left hand, and with the right, he softly grabs your hair. You stay there for a decent moment, slowly forgetting the situation. Neither of you says anything, but you then rest your forehead on his. You can smell the strong iron smell of the dried blood on his suit. But under that strong smell, you can smell Mark. Not Invincible but Mark. The Mark that begs to be the small spoon. The vulnerable Mark that only you see. You slowly push away and look up and remove his mask, yanking it to the floor. Then you trace his cuts, but you don’t say anything, only sigh.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” he asks while tracing his fingers onto your face and wiping away the tears.

“The news scared me. I know you’re helping people, but it’s so dangerous” you mutter.

“Y/N, I told you not to check the news,” he whispered, grabbing you and giving you a kiss on the forehead.

“I know, but I couldn’t help myself,” you admit, looking up at him, chin on his chest.

“Listen, I'm safe, and if anything happens, Cecil is there,” he says. “Also, the fight was super easy; these cuts are nothing.”

“Super easy? Hello? You got thrown onto a wall,” you exclaim, waving your hands.

You realize that you’re making it about yourself and let go of his warmth. Looking up to his face, you see his face full of cuts, and his suit has a gash on his chest.

Without a word, you go and get the first aid kit you hide in your drawers. You’ve been keeping it in your room ever since you found out about Mark.

“Y/N, I’m fine, and I’ll heal,” he groans, leaning against the wall.

“No, you always take care of others. Who takes care of you? Exactly… So please let me care for you,” you say, and he couldn’t contest.

“I love you so much,” he admits, and you smile.

Mark takes a seat, and he can’t help but smile and be grateful. He sees you in your cute pajamas—his shirt, of course, and a pair of joggers that are huge on you. He admires the way you put your hair in a ponytail. Yet, you still have strands peeking through. He loves the way you’re hunched over looking for— who knows what—in the kit. He also loves the fact that you’re always so nervous and quiet when he comes over— trying to hide him from your parents. However, he does not like that your eyes are puffy from crying. Or the thousands of texts he receives when he goes on a mission. He hates that he stresses you out when he fights, but he needs to do it. It makes him sick to his stomach but he’s just grateful you stick with him.

You finally got all you needed and walked towards him, keeping a distance. Until he pulled you to go between his legs. Although you were concerned, you had to admit he looked good. How does somebody look good after being beat up? There is definitely something wrong with me, you think. He put his bruised hands on your hips and his thumbs gently traced circles.

You apply the ointment on the long cotton swabs and gently brush it against his cuts on his face. Although you’re unable to apply it to his busted lip. He winces, and so does your heart. It’s funny because just two hours ago, you were gossiping with your mom, and now you’re tending to your injured superhero boyfriend.

“I am so sorry,” you whisper, and he hums.

You finish his face, and as you are about to throw the swab and get a new one,. He grabs you, and you fall on his lap. At that moment, you didn’t say anything, and neither did he. You gazed at each other lovingly. His dark brown eyes sparkling, his lips are rosy pink, and the structure of his face—everything was perfect. He’s so perfect.

He puts a strand of hair behind your ear and starts caressing your cheeks. His thumb wanders to your lip and tracing it.

“Mark, I should do the cut on your chest,” you whisper. “It could get infected.”

He then shushes you and leans in. As you lean in, you hear a knock.

───────･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.──────

“Y/N,” your dad calls out.

In a moment of panic, you jump off of Mark, eyes popping out of your face.

“Uh, yeah, give me a sec; I’m changing,” you whisper-yell with a desperate tone.

Freaking out, looking all over your room for where Mark can hide. Long story short, there’s nowhere. Fuck! Shit! Mark then starts smirking like an idiot. You couldn’t help but get pissed, and he gets up looking at the window. Relieved, you remembered he can fly, oh and he’s super fast. Perks of having a superhero boyfriend.

Mark flies out, and as you were going to open your door; you saw Mark’s mask on the floor. Panicked, you quickly kick it beneath your bed and open to see your dad, waiting.

“Here, I brought you some leftover pizza,” he smiles.

“Oh, thanks, Dad, you didn’t need to,” you say as you grab it and lay it on your desk.

About to say something to distract him and make him leave, he took things in his own hands.

“What’s this breeze?” He asks as he comes in, uninvited, and looks around. Then, his eyes flicker to you and asks, “Did you hurt yourself?”

“What?No?” you ask, extremely confused.

“Then why is the first aid kit out?” He questions.

“Oh, umm. I just needed a Q-tip,” you lied.

“Okay…” he noted, then looked at the window. “How many times have I mentioned, don’t open the window if the AC is on?” You’re wasting electricity.”

“Yes, Dad,” you groan and panic as he goes closer to the window. You know Mark wouldn’t be stupid enough to stay next to him, but you never know. “I’ll close it for you,” you add, running to the window and closing it.

“Umm okay, if you want, your mother and I are going to watch a movie; feel free to join,” he mentions, walking towards the door and kissing your cheek.

“Maybe,” you lied.

“Sure, oh and when you call Mark, tell him to stop stealing you from us, we want to speak with you too,” he chuckles as he closes the door.

He then leaves the room, and you quietly rush to open the window.

“Are you opening the window? I just told you not to,” your dad screams through the door.

“No, good night,” you snicker and wait to hear your dad’s footsteps drown out before letting Mark in.

───────･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ──────

Mark slowly climbs back in the window with that stupid damn smirk that you can’t help but love. You can see his smirk growing, indicating he was going to speak.

“Think before you speak, because I will not hesitate on injuring an already injured man!” you exclaim, waving your finger.

“Wow, harsh! But before that make sure to close the window; we have to save electricity,” he snickers.

“Haha, real funny,” you snort.

“I know, I'm the funniest and more perfect boyfriend; that’s why I’m stealing you from your parents,” he smirks.

You push his chest, and he winces.

“Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I forgot,” you say and approach him with worry. “Come sit again, please,” you plead, pulling his arm, but he doesn’t budge.

He instead pulls you in and cups your face, smiling.

“I was joking,” he smirks, and you roll your eyes.

He leans in, and his lips interlock with yours. Every time you kiss him, it feels like the first time—like he’s choosing you all over again. You can’t help but melt into his kiss and run your hands through his hair. His split lip started bleeding, but you didn’t mind. The taste of blood was strong, and he pulled back as he realized.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs.

“I don’t care,” you say before leaning back and kissing him, like your life depended on it.

His hand that was cupping your face went behind your head, and he scrunched up your hair. Your hands wander off his head but with caution, as you’re afraid to hurt him. Hands running down his back.

Your lips barely leave his before you pause—just long enough to ask yourself, am I being selfish? Do I make these situations about myself? He deepened the kiss before you answered, and you couldn’t help but comply. You follow his lead and match his rhythm. You don’t know when it happens, but suddenly you’re on the bed, and he’s hovering above you—his weight careful, his breathing uneven. Crazy how he’s able to do this knowing he was just in a fight.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, and you needed him so badly so you went in for the kiss, but then you pulled back.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” you say, panting.

“Baby, I’m the one who should be thinking that,” he mumbles.

“But your injuries–” you add.

“I know how you could help me,” he interrupts, smirking.

You giggled and went in, hands wandering his body. Enjoying what he's doing with his tongue, but then he groans, clutching his chest.

You move out from under him and panic, “Ok–nope, nope, nope.”

“It’s just a cramp,” he says through clenched teeth. You sit up and reach for him, rubbing his back.

“Mark, I love you, and I know you. You need to rest,” you say firmly, stroking his cheek with your thumb. “I promise I’ll give you what you want after,” you say. Then you add, “But please, go under the covers and rest.”

He doesn’t speak, but he complies. He sighs, changes to some spare PJs, and climbs under the covers, watching your every move. You got him the pizza and climbed in with him.

Lying on his shoulder as he was resting on the headboard. You rest your hand on his lower abdomen, careful not to go high and touch his wound. He started eating the pizza and moaned, and you couldn’t help but giggle and kiss his shoulder. The TV flickers on, but you don’t care what he puts on; your eyes are on him. Grateful that he’s safe in bed with you.

You enjoy the moment that’s about to come, but you can’t help but wonder how many more fights before he stops coming back. Today wasn’t bad, but it’s been way worse. And no matter how warm his arms feel now, that’s a truth you’ll have to learn to live with.

author’s note: 1st ever one-shot eek 😬! if any writing or grammar errors, plz no shame 😭 hope yall like! also, plz no reproduction.

+ any requests , lmk!

[katescribblesabit]

hello fellow losa enjoyer, i want to write something pertaining to them (rosnag centric mainly) but i have like no ideas rn lol

ohhhhh I have one for you if you would like it :) I tried writing this myself but uhh im more of an artist than a writer lol

there is this clip where Bad was trying to give Ros therapy (it was when they got back from the null and the time sickness begun). In the clip Bad accidentally triggered the shirker alarm with a firework and Ros got scared of the noise and ran out of the castle. Now Sneeg wasn't on when this happened but... what if he was??

I was basically thinking about Sneeg realizing the summon wasn't a mistake, like the other times, since there was no one frantically apologizing, and he just goes into panic mode- Ros need him where is she? and he runs through the castle until he finds them outside with Ros terrified and Bad standing over her. Now there could be a stand off or even a fight, and it ends in fluff or comfort. Maybe you could have Sneeg re-explain that she doesn't have to be scared of the shriekers since it only means he's coming to help. (and perhaps even have some warden stuff sprinkled in, like after thoughts from Sneeg about acting more and more like a warden hehe)

anyway thats what I thought of writing. You could obviously change anything if you decided you want to pick this up! There are different possibility on how this scenario could turn out.

[oh-no-its-bird]

Inuzuka Hana (Kiba's big sis) should be around the right age for Houhua's Gennin team.

The only other person I could think of close in age was Kabuto, who is ~2 years older so he could be there if his other teammates made Chunnin. (since his thing was constantly failing the chunnin exams)

Otherwise maybe someone else to round them out to a tracking team?

-filler Izumi anon

Holy shit you're a genius, I am kissing u rn, oh my god

Im actually taking both of them and running, no more comment, no other suggestions needed this is THE most interesting thing anyone could have suggested actually

First off: I suddenly need a Houhua and Hana friendship. Hana is the Inuzuka clan heir if I'm not wrong? But also if I am wrong no one tell me bc even if she isn't confirmed it in canon, she is in my heart, so,

Houhua being buddies with the Uchiha clan head and then later getting to be buddies with Hana would be so good, and Hana, being a clan heir, probably interacted with Itachi more than a few times in the past so she'd possibly hae noted Houhua's presence around him before the massacre or smthn

Hana just kind of harassing Houhua and dragging him around, they are besties now bc she says so. He does not get a choice in this matter. She will not let him drag her down just because theyre stuck on the same team together!!! She's gotta graduate fast in order to keep up with her clans (and her own) expectations of her!

I think she was eligible for early graduation but her mother actually said no, she wanted her to stick with the traditional route. Hana won't let that slow her down though, she's on a roll! And Houhua won't be the one to slow her down!

Meanwhile, I think it'd be cool if Kabuto noted Houhua's talent and smarts, but maybe didn't note it enough to really worry ab-- but like maybe that could be how we get our very first crumbs of "uh oh, be careful not to get on Orochimaru's radar over there Houhua!"

(Houhua does NOT know Kabuto is with Orochimaru, he does not remember that shit)

Now I just need a solid sensei for them-- though I do still think the idea of them being a "cursed" team who gets passed from sensei to sensei, constantly being dropped and tossed around like a hot potato for varying reasons, is super funny. But like, which sensei's?

Kakashi to start, then he fucking walks off after making eye contact with Houhua and tells Sarutobi if he tries to give him another team he'll kill himself fr this time

Then uhh, idk, Genma could be fun? For like a week maybe, just as a temporary sensei while they try to assign them a fr one

Ok actually running with that, POV Genma is lowkey their in between Sensei-- whenever they get dropped, they're told to go find Genma and he should help him with reassignment, then he kind of takes care of them for a week or two while they scramble to find someone official

The kids ask Genma why he can't just be their fr sensei and he just kind of laughs and goes "you think you can get me to do this full time??? Hahahahaha. No."

Theres some implications there with Hana, being a clan heir, being tossed around like a hot potato w them, but again that can just be part of the "curse"

Maybe her mother is also telling her to toughen up and roll with the punches too, idk

Hana is actually the reason they're doing much of any training in the inbetween periods of not having a sensei, pass it on. She wont let them slack off, not when they'll have to get through the chunin trials together-- she refuses to carry them!

Houhua meanwhile is forced into doing actual team work for the first time in like. Decades, tbh.

He is struggling.

[realtapiocafan]

thoughts on trey (i'm really trying to be as level-headed as possible here and to articulate my thoughts the best i can, but in the end, i've accepted the fact that i have a lot of very Angry thoughts rn so be prepared to read a long rant below)

ok, first: not to be parasocial here, but trey, you really should find a new agent. like. really. rocky and caitlyn don't represent a de rn (according to spotrac) and it is probably a really bad idea to switch agents in the middle of negotiating (or what's supposed to be negotiating), but tbh, would it really be that bad? bc it's pretty bad right now.

most of this problem is on the bengals org imo, but some of it is also on the agent. like allegedly saying that a team would trade a first round pick for trey, just so the bengals would let trey ask for a trade... that's... i get that you want to see the market, but uhh. that (plus that one year extension that trey wasn't happy with) is heavily contributing to the current stalemate.

now katie: wow... just the way katie's quote is phrased ('i think he should be happy at certain rates that maybe he doesn't think he'll be happy at') ... it sounds a lot like katie is telling trey to be grateful with what they give him (and alos lowkey does sound like they're lowballing him and still expecting him to be happy about it). like EVERYTHING is so incredibly insulting in -so many different ways. i'm just amazed at just how tone deaf it manages to sound like. genuinely. you could NOT have found a worse way to phrase that.

is 'be happy with being lowballed' what katie meant when she said those words? i'll give her the benefit of the doubt and say probably not. the thing is: a lot of nuance and tone is lost when transcribing (which is why i wish there was video), but at the current situation, when you're fucking known as a notoriously stingy organization with a history of making negotiations harder than they are -you are living under a goddamn rock if you don't see how those words would be perceived.

again, i really, really wish we had video of katie's quote. the locked on bengals podcast brought up the point that the quote, if you just take it as face-value, is just normal negotiating language. the bengals want him to accept <30 mil, trey wants >30 mil... but that's also kinda the issue, isn't it? the bengals are a professional football organization -why are we hearing about this? why does this sound like they're negotiating through the press?

(and for that matter, why does joe need to go on a fucking media tour? you don't see jalen hurts going on pardon my take to say 'yo i'd like to have saquon for the next few years'. you don't see josh allen going on breakfast ball to say 'i think benford is an integral part of this team HINT HINT COUGH COUGH'. but does ja'marr's deal get done if joe doesn't go on podcasts and shows for a week striaght? does tee's deal get done if joe stays quiet and ja'marr doesn't threaten to not resign? other players can trust their fo to extend their teammates -why don't ours?)

(and to be clear: you cannot let every big deal come down to joe putting the org on blast on national television and ja'marr threatening to not re-sign. public pressure is not a sustainable or reliable form of business, for one, and (this is a moot point since ja'marr already signed but) your employees threatening to holdout really shouldn't be how any organization runs too.)

going back to the agent thing and about trey's comments, it does say a lot that trey's response was to immediately book an appearance on the pat mcaffee show it wasn't to tell his agent to say something to some insider. trey wanted to make himself very, very clear. he wanted those comments to come out of his mouth, to make it known what he wants. (and again, why does trey have to go on national tv to respond? why does he have to rely on public pressure instead of talking behind closed doors?)

as for what trey actually said... look, up until a few days ago, the only details leaked about trey's situation was... fairly positive. it wasn't 'deal done' (at least not by any of the reliable insiders), but it certainly wasn't 'i haven't changed my number since high school so they know who to call'. there were the tweets sent by several defensive players (cough cough fig) and some national insiders were saying that there was 'progress'. maybe it was slow progress (that was never clarified), but it was still progress. the bengals 'have not communicated with my agent directly' was a very, very big swing from that. i do think everything trey said was carefully said to create maximum pressure (where did this media training go for katie i wonder 😒) and paint the bengals fo in the worst lighting possible. whether it's true or not... as cliche as it sounds, the truth doesn't really matter. it matters what trey believes and he believes that he was PROMISED a deal this year, one with long-term stability and guarantees, and so far, that deal has not come and he is rightfullly pissed off at that.

once again, it's the same thing with tee and ja'marr (boy this is exhausting). there's really only two options here: trade or extend. they can delay making that choice, and there's certainly a lot of nuance to both options that i'm not mentioning, but that is the choice. let trey go or pay him.

if you're willing to pay him, then the question becomes: well then why didn't you get the contract done earlier? trey says he's been trying to get it done for three years. you get it done last year -it's so much cheaper AND he's a year younger. and also let's be honest, almost all nfl deals become fake after the second year. second-year guarantees are not something to be scared of, my GOD.

and if you were willing to trade him, again: well then why didn't you get that done earlier? a month ago, when free agency opened up, there was at least some options to try and replace him. good options? no, but options nonetheless that you could've spent some of the extra cap space on. now? there's no one but draft picks.

ian just said today, that a trade has not come about because 'the bengals don't really want to trade him. they want to keep him and want him to be happy'. first of all, as a national guy, he usually swings more on the agent side of things, but weirdly enough, this... does sound like damage control by the bengals fo. of which! good! get it done behind closed doors and stop letting this mess spill out into the public. secondly, ian also like. contradicts trey's comments that there has been little communication, by saying that there has been talks which are leaning in the direction of no-trade yes-extension. he's making it sound like an extension is a 'WHEN' and not an 'IF').

either way, this is a very tough situation for the bengals. but there's no rabbit that you can pull out of a hat or genie in a bottle. we can say that they should have done it a year ago, probably could've even had it done two years ago, but this is where we are. can't change it now. so swallow your pride, katie. bite your tongue. take the bullet. do whatever metaphor you like, but make the choice. in the case of the trade, draft day is coming awfully quickly. and in the case of the extension, the price is the price and it's only gonna rise. the absolute worst outcome is not to have only a third-round pick (which would be highway robbery to be clear) or it's not to pay $30-35 mil per year. the worst outcome is to have this drag out into training camp and preseason. it affects the entire team when the organization doesn't believe one of the best players in the league is deserving of a contract, and above all, we have to avoid getting off to another slow start.

so make the choice, trade or extend, and don't let this drag out anymore than it already has.

[yuzudonut]

nautical vehicles hot rod & flamewar who live in a little port town and work with a courier service to deliver the knick knacks they find out at sea...

a little fun AU I've been chipping away at when I don't want to work on college or portfolio related work

follows the idw2 mentor-mentee concept

hotrod and flamewar are from nyon, a developing port town and were both mentored by kup

they work as a "fisher" and scrapdiver respectively

springer was also mentored by kup and runs a package delivery business

^^ arcee, blurr and drift are 3 employees that hot rod and flamewar are friendly with(ish, not really w/ drift he's just kinda there sometimes and usually shadows arcee. flamewars the first to get buddy buddy w him)

arcee is the main courier that goes between nyon and so and so

umm main relationships are with ...arcee rn actually which made me laugh shes just fun to me, shes known blurr the longest and also rooms w/ him. she initially went from kaon the most and met drift there, they end up getting buddy buddy and he's kinda just wresled into the courier job bcs sprigne considered him shadowing arcee constantly loitering and he might as well help w the work she does etc etc idk im still thinking abt it I just think he's a funny character to bounce off a bubbly arcee

shes very close w/ hot rod too as he's usually the one rushing to greet her when she arrives to nyon w/ mail n packages etc etc

shes the one dragging them both into dangerous situations while hot rod does his best to make sure they both Survive.

I don't think ill get to this anytime soon but uhh first aid, nautica and slipstream are somewhere there too... first aids running the only clinic in nyon atm, nautica is a researcher from an island in the middle of the rust sea which nyon borders, and im imagining slipstream to be a seaplane that crahsed in nyon n that's how flamewar meets her n the whole shebang <3

bumblebee is in there somewhere bcs im a bit obsessed w how idw bumblebee is such a hater @ rodimus but rodimus is like, honestly pretty amicable in comparison to him? keeping this up, bumblebee is a little clown car in my head and works as a performer in Iacon or smt idrk who this all fits in I just think its a rlly cute idea

unrelated to the nyon group but some small things I've been thinking up is the outlier academy that I thnk blurr eventually leaves the courier business for , n that's ran by shockwave n optimus is somewhere there too as a librarian or smt (maybe. idk yet.)

hand waving I really really like soundwave and blaster too so I've been wondering what they'd do its just kinda been ooohhh what r some characters I like and what r some interactions thatd be fun as I mish mash personalities and backstories frm diff continiuties I doubt ill get to drawing most of these guys though I barely have 5 characters pinned down

[mochamoth]

samarina magical girl headcanons?

I have a few headcanons so far and the whole plot is kinda done! Uhh sorry this is a bit of a rant in advance! Feel free to just skip to the headcanons, the order doesn't matter too much (also mild spoilers for the canon gamee!!)

Backstory:

So this takes place sometime in the early 2000s, not modern but also not the canon 1940s time era. The backstories are pretty much the same except the Ninth Circle has an even sharper eye on Samarie. At some point Marina catches Samarie stalking her and gives her a talking to. But, after several apologies and begging from Samarie, Marina decided to get to know her a lil better. They slowly become friends overtime until some plot stuff happens and they die. I don't have a solid idea yet but I was thinking what if the Ninth Circle was more of a lab than a "school". Still a cult but y'know the vibes are a bit different. They catch the two running away and threaten to shoot Marina if she doesn't turn Samarie back in. Marina refuses, they shoot, Samarie takes the shot for her but unfortunately they just shoot Marina anyways afterwards.

Somewhat luckily Samarie was close enough with the Gods to make some sorta deal with Rher specifically (for arguments sake let's pretend in this au Rher is still semi close with humans). Marina and her would be allowed to live and be resurrected, in exchange for.. Well idk yet. I was thinking something to do with Moonscorching. Maybe every night they turn, or every few days, full moon, you know something like that.

So they're brought back to life, but both have MUCH stronger magic. Not only that but Samarie doesn't feel as sick as she used to be. The two later on realize they're stereotypical ✨️magical girls✨️ and fight against "villains" ig. The villains would be actual enemies from the games. Uhh I might add other characters to this au later on, but for now it's just my own little corny ship indulgent au so yeah!

(Sorry for any grammar errors I am tired lol)

Actual Headcanons:

Samarie uses a Star themed staff while Marina uses a Moon themed staff. I just thought it fit their souls aesthetic wise!

Samarie has extremely powerful magic, but is a terrible fighter. She's clumsy, messy, and a nervous wreck. Marina is a bit weaker magic-wise, but is wayy better in combat. She's more confident, focused, and skilled.

I think it'd be funny as shit to make Black Kalev their little sidekick.

They're constantly saving eachother. Usually it's Marina saving Samarie, but if Marina is in danger Samarie fucking kicks ass. She's still a crazy girl after all.

They have more stereotypical sparkly magic cuz.. Well magical girl. But they can still use other canon spells. It's just less convenient.

Their staffs will transform when they do. When they're not in their combat fits the staffs both turn into crystals. Both wear them around their necks like necklaces.

They can't use the gifted magic without the staffs. Basically they're witches in a way.

They do flirt on the battlefield cuz that's romantic imo. It's more Marina flirting and Samarie being a gay mess but that still counts!

In this au they're not dating (yet). Samarie obviously has a massive crush (or obsession) with Marina, and again after becoming friends Marina develops a crush back on her.

This has nothing, and I mean NOTHING to do with the au, Samarie has autism. I didn't know where else I'd share that hc so taking my chance rn.

Samarie still isn't used to the outfit change. Especially Marina's outfit (she is a lesbian disaster).

They rest and cuddle together after long battles. It'd be cute okay?

I might add more later (in which case I will post), and yes this is out of character. Sorry abt that. Uhh also I've never seen a magical girl anime. Like ever! I want to. I really wanna watch a few, just haven't gotten around to it.

[kafus]

ok i've decided i want to infodump about vee and nova a little after all! because uhh not only am i impatient because autism but i also. want to dip my toes into talking about this. just days ago i was still terrified but now i am Tentatively Brave... if i can talk about it here casually like this then i should be able to write a more formal summary later some other time

i've tagged this post appropriately (at least i think i have, feel free to suggest if i should add more) but also a heads up here too before i keep talking that while i'm not going into graphic detail on anything there are STRONG themes of organized sexual abuse of a child, sexual abuse of animals, and grooming! (there are no disturbing visuals in this post, just text)

IF YOU CAN'T READ THIS POST THAT'S OKAY I STILL LOVE U

takes a deep breath alright so the deal with these two. back all the way in 2021, i decided i wanted to make "vent ocs" as in i just wanted some concrete/consistent designs i could use in vent art drawings that weren't a direct reflection of what i envision myself to look like or whatever. i was going through a lot in 2021, in december 2020 i had just gotten my first big repressed memory back and my life was in a whirlwind of change and heavily increased PTSD and DID symptoms, so i was using art a lot as an outlet. in the end i settled on this drawing, based on the design taste i would have had as a young person (god the quality is so old now LOL i've improved a lot but anyway)

i was intending for these two to be just visual designs and nothing more than that but i got attached and actually ended up giving them a whole storyline and everything, which is something i admittedly hadn't done in a long time up to that point so that's cool.

the reason i preface explaining the premise of the storyline with this is because i think it's important to acknowledge that these two are intrinsically tied with my real life and the feelings i experience as a CSA/OA survivor. not because i think someone has to go through awful things to write or draw about them necessarily, but because i am passionate about expressing myself. it's important for me to be seen in some way, to be heard after years of silence. it is not safe for me mentally to share the exact details of my abuse online rn (and please don't ask for them!) but i also don't want these two to be removed from the message that i survived something and this is me making art about that in an abstracted and magical way with a fictional universe that brings me a lot of comfort. i hope this makes sense lol

oh and also with that in mind if you think for even a second any of this is a weird sex thing for me or some shit please stop reading this post and go do something else with your time. this is my trauma expression and i don't need to be compared to the people i was abused by when i was a literal toddler thank you!

AANYWAY so! premise! gonna be point blank with it! vee (not her original name but shh) is born as a normal 100% human girl, aka without the eevee ears and tail. she is groomed from a very young age (like, toddler age) and eventually abducted by her groomers which happen to be members of... well right now it's team rocket because i haven't spent the time to worldbuild a new villainous pokemon organization yet. roll with me here. she is taken to a remote facility out in the middle of fucking nowhere and is never returned to her previous life or family.

Why? well i'm glad you asked! the org is running a bunch of different experiments in this facility and one of them happens to be trying to enable humans reproducing with pokemon. this doubles as both a money thing and a power thing. they seek out a child as the victim of these horrible experiments because children are easily malleable. way easier to control a child than an adult who already has a firm identity/self.

vee is the child they chose. surgery is forcibly done on her to give her working eevee ears and tail, and also like, fuck with her body chemistry and stuff. she's biologically part eevee now. yes this is bullshit pokemon magic science LMAO but she is kept in this facility and chronically sexually abused for a few years by pairing her with various mons and trying to get eggs to happen.

the experiment isn't working though so they hypothesize that giving her a dedicated partner, especially of the same evolutionary line, would help, and they raise nova from birth as an eevee to take on that role. eventually the two of them are paired together. despite the acts they are forced to commit on each other and the abuse they endure, they actually become inseparable very quickly cause like. they don't have anyone else. and also they just genuinely care about each other. additionally at this point nova has evolved into an espeon and has telepathic powers, so him and vee can communicate linguistically with each other, so you know that helps

generally my current focus of this story is in the early years, when vee is 12 and younger, before they start realizing that shit is fucked up and they need to escape (up until that hypothetical point they have been successfully groomed into believing everything happening to them was not abuse/was normal). i have left out a metric fuckton of detail here just to get across the basic premise. i am constantly exploring vee's psyche, nova's psyche, it's like an in depth exploration of the mind of an abused child in horrific circumstances and god it's cathartic. i love these two so fucking much

btw i guess this art has more context now huh haha after i infodumped off the plot to my sister they looked at this art again and was like. OHHH THIS IS EVEN MORE OMINOUS AND HARD TO LOOK AT WITH CONTEXT. AND I WAS LIKE YEAH!!!! YOU SEE THE VISION!!! THE SYMBOLISM!! ETC!!!!

uh yeah if you read this far thank you and i just wanna say i've been building up the courage to talk about these two for GENUINELY two years, it has been over 2 full years since that initial drawing, and i am nervous and jittery posting this but i do not want to die without having shared my work with the world and i'm willing to take the risks to get my voice out there. so you reading it is very much appreciated ur like my first step into being more confident as a survivor lol

oh and fwiw despite these guys being so correlated with my trauma it's not offensive to make headcanons or ask me questions about them or compliment darker art of them however you want, in fact i love that shit!! please i've been holding these guys back for two years i have so much to say that hasn't been said. as much as i am nervous i am EXCITED

[rxzilvia]

Hey y'all, I am so damn sorry for being absent for so damn long, my imagination is just.. not in its best state rn, and I'm so damn busy with school, exams and all that, and just my private life.. but..

Since I love y'all sm.. I have smth to share, just like.. a little vent, so.. yesterday I was on my step brothers 18th birthday, and I have to give u a lil review of what happened cus.. MMMM 🤭

Okay.. SO.. uhh, the first few minutes, I was anxious as hell and so damn nervous, then later I was stuffing my mouth with food and when there was no food I was kinda bored and my step godfathers son dm'd me and asked me if I was bored

I said yes, and he said, alr let's go outside, with his friend who was also there (his friend lwk very cute..), and we ended up walking and talking (and running cus we disturbed a random grandma and she came out of the house and we tought she'll start running after us)

Аnd during that walk he gave me a piggy back ride, we compared hand sizes (🤭🤭), and he often touched my waist..

Moving on when we were back inside it was again a bit boring then my mom told me to stand with them and "dance", there was a table for adults and for teens, aka my step siblings, my older sister, some of their friends, me and my step godfathers son, so.. and she pushed me there and I first danced with my sister a bit, cus.. uhh, I was a bit embarrassed.. introvert shit

Then my mom called over the godfathers son, and told him to like.. take me with them to stand there and just talk, so he did and he held my waist the whole damn timeeee, and all I drunk that night is some ass peach juice which lwk was bussin, and his energy drink

Then we ended up going to my step uncle's house, first I hated it cus I was physically and mentally tired and just wanted to go home 😫😫, change and fockin' sleep mate.. but yeah.. in the end it was actually nice, all of them were drunk, except my mom and my step aunt, but yeah.. it was so damn nice and fun ngl, i really enjoyed it..

Also on top of other stuff we did, when me the son and his friend we're on the walk the tree of us couldn't fit to walk along side each other on the side walk and I didn't want to walk behind them cus Im a fast walker, same problem with walking Infront of them, so I walked on the grass, it was kinda muddy since it rained, and he noticed that (the son) and he put a hand on my back gently and was like "hey.. don't walk on mud.." and moved to the side to make space for me so we walk along side each other

Next thing he did while we were dancing, it wasn't even dancing it was basically just moving from side to side to the music, and ngl I was a bit tense cus I was embarrassed, and ig he noticed that since he held my waist and he turned me to face him, shook my shoulders a bit, laughed, then said "come onnn, loosen up a bit.."

And the last thing he did for the night was.. let me just remember- ok, remembered.. so, after dancing a bit my legs were tired cus bro I wasn't built for this shii, and I told him that and he was like "go sit down for a bit.." and again put his hand on my back

Alr that's all.. as i said before I had sm fun, and.. yeah.... please tell me ur toughts on this- idk if it's like.. wrong to like him.. (does he like me back in the first place), cus like.. he is my STEP godfathers son.. so we ain't blood related in any shape or form but still.. idk.. I'm overthinking sm lmao, also since he is my STEP godfathers son he is to me personally.. and any of my blood related family members more like a.. family friend.. so idk bro.. i fr don't know, tell me ur opinions on this pls 🙏😭

[memow-kris]

sigh how do you write lore like,, i want my little guys to smooch n stuff but !! why do they smooch !! how did they get to a point where theyre smoochin !!

all i have for caine rn is just like childhood stuff but its not even really all thought out tbh,,

warning for bad writing probably because idk how to write seriously

the first idea i ever really had for caine was that he had two mommas one was pop and the other was rock and they were soooo in love or something but it was like wayy before pop trolls knew anything about the other genres,, i dont really know much about them i do have a design for them but theyre not really finished…

(probably gonna remove the star thing from pop mom causee reasons later on in lore,,these are kinda really old so i dunnoooo)

they eventually had an egg but they were SUPER young like,, 18-19 so they didnt really think they were ready for a kid yet so uhhh

‼️🔥TROLL ORPHANAGE 🔥‼️

and then pop mom runs off with rock mom or something blah blah and caines left in the orphanage. he spends about three months in there but then gets adopted by TWO OTHER MOMS and oh wowee he has a lil sister now :]] !! her names ebby and shes soo silly and little.

and his new parents’ names are eva and atmos theyre losers ones an astronomy nerd and the other is an instrument nerd

(im taking this personality stuff from a chart thing my epic partner made while we were discussing lore go follow them noww theyre soooo cool

atmos is an introverted lil hermit who studies stars and astrology stuff ohh shes so cute <33 but also has anger issues unfortunately,, my partner used twilight sparkle as a comparison to her HEHA becauseee shes a lil nerrrd <333

eva is not as much as an introvert but still prefers not talking to people. shes quiet and doesnt like big crowded areas,, oh !! and she makes instruments !! which is kind of a reason shes not fully an introvert since she has to actually talk to people sometimes for her job 😭 very much a workaholic, but also just a chill troll to be around..

look at this awesome art !! wow !! my awesome swag partner made it !!! go follow them now !!!!

fast forwarding a lil to when caine is around 6 and his parents are debating whether or not to send their kids to public school,, because they prefer homeschooling BUT also they knew that mayybe their kids should be getting social interaction from other trolls..so they sent caine first as like a test drive for whether or not public school would be good before sending lil ebby😭

guhh i dont remember that much but once they see that caine doesnt hate it they decide ebby can go too,,

and everyone LOVES ebby shes so very nice and sweet and caines just also kinda there i guess HEHA but he doesnt really mind tbh

uhh poppy tries to be friends with caine obviously cause its poppy

MY MEMORY IS BECOMING FOGGY HERE I DONT REMEMBER EVERYTHING OKAY but uhhh creek doesnt really like caine for SOME reason i think it was because caine didnt really have any interest in being friends with him or something and hes like GUH,,BUT EVERYONE LIKES ME >:(( WHY DONT YOU WANNA BE FRIENDS WITH ME >:(((

so hes just kinda annoyed at him now 😭😭

this doesnt really have anything to do with the lore but !! look !! itty bitty caine !! isnt he a cutie patootie !!!

skipping to age 8 theres a lil TALENT SHOW WOOAH !!!!! this part is basically just to show caines interest in guitars and stuff (like fixing them ig)

poppy was gonna play ukulele for the talent show but !! oh no !!! her ukulele coincidentally breaks right before the show !!! i think !!! i dont remember okay + its 2:32 am

poppys all sad but then she runs to caine basically begging him to fix it for her pretty pretty please because hes literally the only one she knows who can fix this stuff

caine does because hes just suchh a lil sweetheart and all the other lil kiddies are like ooouuh :0 and in the process he ends up winning the talent show because !! wow he fixed it guys !! and it was also so nice of him wow !!!

but unfortunatelyyy creek didnt get to do his lil talent thingy so this begins the life-long one-sided feud with caine,, creek will be a petty little brat to caine for the next few years

tiny little things that happened through his life->

- kinda going back in time but when he was little atmos would take him to go stargaze and let him look through her telescope while she ranted about zodiacs or star signs or smthn,, she kinda stopped doing that though once ebby was old enough for atmos to take her with her instead :(((

- arounddd age 10 probably he actually learns how to PLAY guitar from his mom eva instead of just fixing them. shed also let caine watch her work on instruments as long as he had his lil safety welding helmet ^^

- age 16 wowee !! eva makes him his own guitar aww <33 hes sooo in love with it !! id show you but i havent drawn it !! but i swear its cool !! promise !!!

so hes 18 now and he moves out of troll village into the forest so he could “find himself” or some corny stuff idk man ITS 3 AM OH MY GOD

sometimes he visits pop village but rarely,, like maybeee 2-3 times a year ??

SIX WHOLE YEARS LATER he gets an invite from poppy at his door (which he often gets since poppy somehow found out where he lived and regularly sends a bug to deliver invites to him..) and hes lke “yk what its been a while ig i could go visit them” and so he makes his way back to pop village only OH MY GOD !! BERGEN ATTACK NOO !!! the ONE TIME he decides to visit them and he gets kidnapped by chef,, oh noes,,

some beautiful illustrations from my wife !! wowza !!! go follow them right now !!!!

but yea just trolls 1 with caine. basicallyyy…

after that whole thang poppys like “caine im soso sorry about all this <:[“ but caines like “dont apologize you literally didnt do anything ??”

ummm blah blah blah he becomes buddies with branch at some point after trolls 1

and thats all i have okay no creek caine yaoi yet causeee im not sure how itd work yet but..it will work…eventually…squints

sorry this was so shit to read 🙏

[kalinko]

📣🖍️💥 and 🙉 forrrrr whoever you want! you can answer them all with all 3 or mix n match. i’d love to hear them all for my favie my bestie bug tho :)

THANK YEWW for the asks these were very fun to flesh out the sillies with!!! rambling incoming you know the drill…

content warning forrr drug abuse and i think brief reference of csa in roxannes bits

“how loud are they? what do they speak like? got a voice claim?”

BUG: bug is a mixed bag in terms of volume. usually he’s working on his own, sometimes for days at a time, and only really needs to whisper down a phone or text when communicating. being loud can mean blowing up your whole spot!!! so she is quite a pro at volume control. on the flip side however this all goes out the window when she’s had a few drinks or a few snorts or a few Whatevers and the volume will get cranked UP for overcompensation. growing up in saskatchewan, bug had that CRAZY strong and stereotypical canadian accent. she tried shaking it the older he got esp when entering the military, but you can still hear it creeping up when she’s drunk or tired or angry or otherwise not working to cover it up. basically if you wanna hear bugs real voice you gotta get him really drunk and the loud canadian will be released… (as for a voice claim sadly its sorta difficult to peg an andrognyous and saskatchewanian voice but let me know if you happen to stumble on one!)

ROXY: as much as i would LOOOVE for her to have a valley girl accent she unfortunately does not because she grew up in las venturas near the strip. she did however run away to los santos at 14 so its very possible some of that accent rubbed off on her the past five years. roxy loves being the centre of attention so her voice is always really high, almost comically feminine, and she only lowers her voice if she’s hitting on you. the only voiceclaim i can muster is ayesha erotica for some reason but its just the only voice i can picture coming out of her mouth rn

SAL: he just copies tony soprano im sorry. he thinks the ladies love it (and they might….) and he definitely purposefully deepens his voice. all women will be faced with a barrage of uncomfortable pet names and he will grumble to you even if music is blaring. he speaks broken italian around his family but he was too lazy to ever learn properly tbh

“what advice would you give to them?”

BUG: get out of the situationship NOWWWWWW!!!! but for real uhh i think i’d struggle to give advice to bug because id be aware that she is extremely entrenched in her ways and part of me wants to throw my hands up. BUT in an alternate world… i guess i’d just tell him he is not in fact doomed for a life of shit and he should try out being nice to herself for like one day.

ROXY: hehe oh boy……….. Well there are many things but primarily i’d tell roxy to not live her life for the sole purpose of spiting her mother and to get more focused on her career goals because at least those are productive. Then she’d blow vape smoke in my face and tell me to kill myself and i’m ugly

SAL: i’d say stop being a fake gangster!!! open an actual business it’d be less effort. go hang out with bug you are his only friend and he needs to like stare at a tree or something. and also call your poor fucking mother…. take a shower too…. And call Me…

what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

BUG: can i say all of them…. the combination of being an abused kid and a veteran means he is pretty good at repressing most of his emotions. edgy sigma lone wolf thinks because she primarily works on her own means its ok to simply not open up. or to just abuse such a wide array of drugs that you can trick your brain chemically into think youre actually very happy!!! the alone time he had with trevor, when they were both emotionally vulnerable for whatever reason, pretty much acted as therapy sessions for the good part of a decade. it made their relationship weird and codependent and both of them would pull away when shit felt too raw. which only reinforced the idea that emotions are icky. Real Masculinity Moment!!!

ROXY: rejection and embarrassment/humiliation. she cannot swallow these emotions with grace and will simply lash out at anyone who made her feel that way. if there’s some guy she was pursuing, even if it wasn’t serious at all, and he rejects her… his car will be keyed. his wife will be called. roxy will dig her big long acrylic claws into your face and mark you a hundred times over. similarly with embarrassment, she thinks nobody on this earth is good enough to embarrass her so she will just become instantaneously violent. men like it and call her a ‘firecracker’ until they’re on the receiving end.

SAL: probably feeling disrespected by someone. sort of similar to roxanne but it’s not because he has any crazy expectations for himself, he just wants to mimic how standard gangster dudes act. and gangster dudes take no prisoners!! according to sal anyway… he’s not exactly a straight thinker at the best of times but especially not when someone says “fuck your mother” or something equally dumb. he will take it 100% out of proportion. bug is lucky she was more useful to sal alive when they hard their first run-in.

what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

BUG: oogh probably something along the lines of ‘i never want to see you again.’ just because she’s got a complicated history of… i guess abandonment? bug’s brother severed ties because of her excessive drug use and lashing out, and probably uttered those words. Fucked her up. then of course later on in ‘04 her entire new-found family just crumbles because of the ludendorff situation. despite the circumstances, it still drove a nail deeper into the abandonment problem. despite the fact bug is very accustomed to being lonely, there’s something extremely hurtful about a person close to him choosing to sever a connection. bug has a “broken people have to stick together” mindset, so when those people disappear then it messes with her.

ROXY: ‘you lose’ or ‘you’re not good enough’ or any sort of variation. because honestly her self worth is…. weird. nineteen with no dad, absent mom, a childhood built on how hot random pageant judges found you… it messes you up a little! makes you just want to say ‘fuck the world, i’m the best and nobody can tell me shit’. so when people question how good she is at anything, even if it’s insignificant, she gets upset. and by upset i primarily mean angry because that’s how she copes. its partially pride, partially insecurity.

SAL: “you’re a fake”!!! even though totally is :/

nobody is brave enough or i guess can even be bothered to tell sal he reeks of fake gangster. but his facade has been crafted since he was a teenager and he’s been upkeeping it for decades so it’d sting for someone to insinuate he didn’t seem genuine. all that effort!! all the people killed and the shitty tattoos had!!

[lights-at-night]

please tell me about your ocs!!

ok!! so my main ocs are jules and emery! in summary jules is a girl who is trying become god and emery is her devoted friend/sacrificial lamb.

backstory is they grew up together in a cult of an isolated town. when emery was young, the town tried to do a ritual for jules' apotheosis. it didn't work because emery is the town's favorite (i mean the literal town not the people in it). after that, emery moves out of the town and proceeds to move around a lot. emery latches onto jules as the only constant in their life since they move around a lot. after that, the ritual is tried again without emery and then everyone in the town save jules is killed n the town disappears. jules leaves the town, and the town basically goes into hibernation - lights r on, electricity runs, but there isnt any movement or people. the main plot of part 1 of the main story follows emery and jules coming back to wake up the town - jules to redo the ritual and emery because jules asked them to come with her. i wont spoil the rest here bc i do want to make this someday but part 2 and 3 both carry on from the ending of part 1!

emery is intensely in love with jules (not romantic nor platonic but a secret third thing) and as shes their only connection they cling to her and base their self around her. jules loves emery as well but she loves herself more, and she does leverage their devotion to her own advantage. they both feel like the other is the only one who understands them and have a kind of "i dont need anyone else i have you" attitude

bonus feature of the town! it's got enough of a prescence in the story to merit mention even if it isnt really a character. the town is god in the form of houses and streets. sometimes there's fun body horror stuff to do with the town. the streets are structured in 2 concentric circles that converge in the center of the town like an infinity symbol. its origins are unclear. emery and jules lived in the houses in the center of those 2 respective circles. the town loves them because of that.

uhh thats all i can think of rn!

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''I might bite'' what if I bite you first anyway uhh 😭 do you have toyhouse? AND can I see your cat. On anon bc I'm nervous yayaya

You might bite me first but if I bite harder? 🤨🤨🤨

Unfortunately I don't have a toyhouse!!! Tbh it always scared my anyways lolol. Why? :33

IM ALWAYS HAPPY TO SHARE MY CAT

LOOK AT MY PRINCESS

i wanted to make a photo of her next to the Christmas tree but she run away 💔💔

Shes sitting next to me rn, purring with paw on my knee lol. My silly creature