#tiddy bot ocs

[a-rogue-tiddy-bot]

My guy, what did our dark murder princess of stabbity death ever do to you?

IIRC, Astarion says Gale by default. I only recruited Lae'zel, Shadowheart, and Astarion for this playthrough though, so I get to see lots of bits and pieces of dialogue that are otherwise inaccessible.

[spoopydooblr]

Demons | Chapter 3

Pairing: Billy Butcher (The Boys) x Supe!OC

Summary: Over a year ago, Lilith Murphy escaped the experiments and torture of the Sage Grove Center. After laying low and stripping at Super Girlz, she’s found by Billy and The Boys.

Warnings: smut (girl on girl!!!!!!), cursing, descriptions of sex work, descriptions of sexual assault, drugging

AN: this is a heavy one yall!! please read with caution. also can we talk about queer lili????? lfg!!!!! we need more girl on girl sex in the boys!!!

Taglist: @seeingstarks @a-rogue-tiddy-bot @scraftsku35 @anundyingfidelity

Red stilettos clicked against pristine, white marble floor. They were always Lili's favorite pair to have on. Sure, they were obnoxious and made her over six feet tall, but hey, they were gorgeous. She remembered buying them with her first paycheck from Super Girlz. Sluttier heels brought in better tips.

They were the same pair she wore when Billy handed her that twenty the night before.

Speaking of the man, he was probably looking for her. They were leaving for Sage Grove the next morning and he wanted to strategize. Lili snuck out during dinner, stopping at her old place to get a dress and the heels. Sure, she felt bad, but she had work to do.

Lili walked through the high-end hotel, bypassing the front desk and hopping into an elevator. Pressing the button for the top floor, she looked at herself in the mirrored walls, making sure her makeup and hair were looking okay.

The elevator verged upwards, approaching the top. Lili took a deep breath, reapplying her lipstick.

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Lili stood naked at the edge of the king size hotel bed, in between a pair of long legs. Her tongue spilled out of her mouth, curling around.

She smiled evilly as she cracked her knuckles.

Lili's tongue dove into the woman's cunt.

"Oh, fuck!" A smooth, pleasure-filled moan.

Lili shifted, tongue swirling and lapping at the woman's breasts. Lili's hand clamped down, holding her legs. Her other hand went lower, finding the woman's clit and rubbing it slowly.  Her fingers pawed at her entrance, running through her folds.

She kissed her. It was Victoria Neuman.

Lili hummed, pulling away and wrapping her tongue around Victoria's nipple.

"Lil..."

"Shh..." she kissed her again.

Lili broke away, she didn't love kissing the clients much. Victoria was different, though.

She moved her position, once again in between Victoria's legs.

She moaned, her fingers pulling at Lili's red hair as the long, snake-like tongue entered her again. Lili's hands pushed down on Victoria's thighs, rubbing circles into her skin.

"Ah!" Victoria yelled as Lili's tongue pushed against her clit.

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"I can't believe you're going to be the vice president."

Victoria and Lili laid on the bed, passing Lili's new cotton candy vape back and forth.

"Im not yet. Don't jinx me."

Lili smiled. "Well," she turned to Victoria, their noses almost touching.  "You got my vote."

She passed her the vape.  

"When did you start vaping?" Victoria asked.

Lili shrugged.  "Healthier, I guess."

Victoria laughed, leaning in to kiss her.  Lili froze, turning her head.  "Uh, sorry, um, I really gotta get going."

"Oh, yeah, of course, sorry."

Lili rolled off the bed, her bare ass exposed as she leaned down to put her dress back on.  As she turned back to Victoria, the older woman was holding a wad of cash. 

"Thanks."  She flipped through the money, counting the bills.  "I'll see you soon?"

Victoria nodded, smiling curtly.  Lili cringed.  Leaving was always the worst.  Especially with Vicky.  

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Lili crept back into The Boys' apartment building, trying to be as quiet as possible.  Sure, she might wake up Kimiko, but the woman didn't even speak.

She almost made it past the kitchen before she heard a gruff voice.  

"Where the bleedin fuck have you been?"

Lili stuttered, "Uh..."

Butcher turned the light on, almost blinding her.  His eyes widened at her outfit. 

"You been dancin at that club again?"

"No."

"Don't fucking lie to me."

"I wasn't."

"Then where the fuck you goin dressed like that?"

Lili frowned.  Why was he treating her like this.  "Why?"  She smirked, "you jealous?"

"I thought ya'd been kidnapped."  Lili noticed how he didn't deny his jealousy.  His eyes even softened a little bit.  

"Well I'm good, okay?"

"Don't go fucking awol like that again, ya hear?"

Lili gulped.  She had clients to take care of.  How was she going to manage to sneak out again?  "I can do whatever I want, Butcher."

Billy took a step towards her, backing Lili into the side of the counter.  "I'm sure ya can, love."  He smelled like bourbon.  "But you're one 'a my Boys now, and what I say, goes."

"I'm not one of you." She looked up at him, still wedged between his body and the counter. 

Billy laughed.  "What the fuck are ya then?"

"Uh, a freelancer, I guess? I don't know."

Billy couldn't help his smile.  "Well, freelancer, stop fuckin disappearing on us." His eyes flickered to her chest.  He sniffed the air. "Why the fuck ya smell like pussy?"

Lili sniffed back, "Why the fuck do you smell like Temp V?"

Butcher's eyes narrowed. 

"Isn't that stuff what's killing you?"

He grunted, letting her push past him.  Before she could get far, he spoke up, "You use that tongue for money, love?"  He was upset, obviously, but he needed to know.

Lili looked down.  "It's really none of your business."

"You ain't gotta do that shit no more."  He said, hand scratching his beard.  "Not now."

Lili pursed her lips, looking up at him.  "It's survival, Billy."

"Lili, I told you.  You're one 'a us."

"Sure, because you all clearly love Supes."  She knew deep down Billy would always hate who she was.  What she was.  

"I brought you here, didn't I?"

Lili turned to leave.  

"You'd still be dancin at that club every night if it weren't for me.  Buncha cunts grabbin at ya."

She tilted her head to the side, unsure of how to respond.  "And that's a good thing?"  Lili raised her eyebrows at him.  "I'd rather be at Super Girlz than go back to Sage Grove tomorrow."

Billy pressed his lips together.  She had a point. "We need that Inhibitor."

"I know."  She said.  "I didn't say I wasn't going."

Billy smiled.  He knew she was tougher than she looked.

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The next morning Lili was squished in between Kimiko and Annie in the back of The Boys' van.  

"You sure you're good with this?"  Annie nudged her.

Lili nodded, trying to avoid thinking about what they were about to do.  She was also avoiding Billy now that he knew about her clients.

"Do you guys know the plan?"  Hughie reached his head around from the seat in front of them.  "Butcher hasn't really told me anything yet..."

Annie shook her head, looking to Lili.  

"No clue."  She shrugged. 

The van lurched to a stop.

"Alright you cunts, here's the plan."  Butcher looked back at The Boys from the driver's seat.  "After our last little...visit to Sage Grove, they've changed their security.  You lot are going to create a distraction while me 'n Lili sneak in through the back."

The fuck did he mean?

"Um, I don't remember agreeing to that."  Lili mumbled.

"You didn't."  He said, opening his door and getting out.  

Annie gave Lili a concerned look.  "He does this all the time.  I'm sorry."

"It's fine."  

It was definitely not fine.  Lili was nervous to talk to Butcher after the night before.  He seemed to be quite adamant that she stop working, which bothered her.  It's not like she loved her job or anything, but it was the only way she knew how to live.  

"Lili."  Butcher's deep voice broke her thoughts. "Let's go."  He motioned to a path through the woods.  It was the same way she had escaped over a year ago.

"Whatever you say, boss."  She rolled her eyes at Annie and Hughie who smiled.

Billy bit back a retort, knowing it would only make things worse. 

Lili followed him to the path, there was no going back now.

He barked orders one more time at the rest of The Boys, hands firmly on his semi-automatic.  

"You don't need that."  Lili said to him as they walked through the forest.  She motioned to his rifle.  

"Like hell I don't.  I ain't like you."

"I can smell the V from a mile away, Billy."

He stopped, turning to face her.  "I think you better mind your fuckin business."

Lili stared at him, brow furrowed.  "I think you should do the same."

"This about last night?  You been avoiding me like a fucking plague."

"You can't tell anyone about what I do."

Billy sighed.  "I ain't tell no one."

"Okay, I just...just please don't.  People...people like to judge me."

Billy nodded.  "I ain't want you doin that anymore."

Lili rolled her eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that morning.  "I know, Billy, I get it.  It's beneath me, blah blah blah, I'm better than this, I know."

"It's not that..."  He muttered.  "Just don't want ya getting hurt is all."

He definitely wanted to say something else, but they both left it at that.  Billy Butcher caring about her was definitely not on Lili's bingo card.

The two finally reached the back of the institution.  There was a small, locked metal door with multiple locks in front of them.

"Ya wanna do the honors?"  Butcher asked her.

Lili nodded, taking a deep breath.  She touched the handle lightly, reading the energy in the building.  "There's a pretty clear path to the lab..."

"Go on then."  He encouraged her.  

Lili's hand clamped down on the handle as she created in explosion in her mind.  Sparks erupted in her palm and the door burst off the hinges.  

"Good girl."  Butcher praised, pushing past her.

Lili was a bit stunned at the comment but tried to shake it off.  She followed him inside, for once staying back behind him for safety.  Sage Grove put her out of her element.  If only Billy knew what really went on there.

"Lab's to the right."  She whispered, looking over Billy's shoulder.

He nodded, rifle in hand, as they crept to the lab.  The door was locked, as expected.

"How are we going to do this?  I can kick it open, but it's gonna be loud--"

Billy ignored her, taking a breath.  He focused on the door, shooting lasers out of his eyes and melting it to the ground.

"Oh my God."  Lili stared at him.  "You're like..."

He grunted in response, letting her walk through the now-gaping hole in the door.

Inside were some small lab stations and a few big freezers.  "Over here."  Lili said, gesturing to one of the freezers.

Billy peered inside, where there were at least a hundred test tubes filled with black liquid.  

"That's it?"  He asked.

Lili nodded, suddenly unable to speak.  The black sludge brought back memories she wasn't sure she could handle.  The drug used to run her life, but now it was just liquid in a tube.  It couldn't hurt her now.

But they were about to release Inhibitor to the world.  

"I feel like this is a bad idea."  Lili mumbled, stumbling away from the freezer.  "We-we can't just steal this."

"You want Homelander dead or not?"

"I do, I just..."  She stared at the vials of black.  "I know what this shit does to you."

"Exactly."  Butcher opened the fridge, grabbing a few tubes.  

"Wait..."  Lili grabbed his arm.  The touch of their skin sent shivers down her back.

Suddenly, they were in a different room in the institution.  Billy began to protest, confused as to where they were, but he stopped.  On the floor, wearing a hospital gown, was Lili.  She was younger and sickly-looking.  Her skin was peeling off in layers, revealing the red, itchy meat underneath.  Her eyes were closed, but streaks of black liquid stained her cheeks and around her mouth.  She had clearly been throwing up, but the girl laid still now.

Lili looked at her old self, still clutching Billy's wrist.  

"Where are w--"

The door to the cell flung open, revealing a few doctors and The Deep.  The Deep walked in and knelt next to Lili's body.  

"Is she alive?"  He picked up one of her limp hands, holding it up and then dropping it to the ground. 

"Yes.  The Inhibitor should be out of her system in eight hours."  One of the doctors replied.  "You can have her until then."

The Deep nodded, touching Lili's cheek.  "Thanks."

Billy looked at Lili, begging her to let him go.  He didn't need to see what was about to happen.

Lili kept her eyes forward, watching her old self.  The Deep sunk down to the floor, laying next to her body.  

"Let me take care of you, baby."  He whispered.  Lili's form croaked from pain.  

The Deep pushed her hospital gown up, his fingers brushing against her thighs.  Lili remembered everything. 

"They have to do this to you, Lil.  It's necessary."  The Deep started to undress. 

"Lili."  Butcher said from beside her.  "Let's go."

She kept her eyes on The Deep as he took his suit off.  

"Lili!"

She spun to Billy, eyes red and teary.  "This is what Inhibitor does, Butcher."

[livealittleoc-cb]

The Gods Command ⚔️ [Random Update]

🍷: One of the few pictures you’ll get of me smiling

🫐: I was told mesh shirts look-

🥀: *smacks his tiddy before running away laughing*

🫐: 😐 …good on me.

🎧: My lips need to be kissed right now. *huffs, puffing smoke out of his nose*

🏹: I decided to have a cottagecore day, I want to go back inside-

❣️: Does my hair look good this way? Does this blue look good?

🗡️: I had to sit so still for this shoot, I can’t feel my feet- *grins* but I look really good 🥰

🔮: Food! *smiles shyly*

💘: The freckles are all out today- anyways- beach day 🥰

⚰️: *shyly covering his face and waves before writing* ‘I forgot my mask.’

🌪️: So um…I’m blonde now- *grins and lights his cig* Looks hot right?~

🪦: I love my new hair it’s so cute! *squeals happily*

🐍: I poked my fucking eye out- fuck. Shit. *angry hisses and rattles*

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[ohmypawsandwhiskers]

@askweisswolf tagged me in the last sentence challenge! RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence. I’m in BG3 hell (and enjoying every second of it). I have been developing Eva’s backstory as we lead up to the BG3 big bang challenge, so this is from that!

But instead of changing into her usual work clothes, she remained in the borrowed garments, opting to cling on to the first moment in a long time that made her feel happy rather than cling to dingy mundanity.

Ooh, let’s see if I can meet the challenge now (sorry if you don’t have anything, I’m just trying to meet the challenge because I am a competitive walnut): @molliehaswords @ysali @haarlep @mightymizora @a-rogue-tiddy-bot @a-rogue-oc @magicmissiled (i think you’ve already done it or been tagged, but have another tag to inspire you to write more!) @raysoffrost @roguelioness @roseategales @drakonovisny and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it!

[bogbees]

chain of events:

→ draws steddie dickie birds n tries to share it with the hack but the peepee bots catch it.

→ try to appeal for my blog back after scrubbing all my nsfw hack posts fr the blog

→ find that they flagged my videos of my speedpaints EVEN THO I've never drawn tiddies when i planned on clothing so??? it's just shitty videos

→ feb 14th art posts don't get put in tags. agony. despair. drew steddie AND ruscan!! how dare thee!!

→ never get blog back fr the shadow realm

→ decide to move to my main blog. hurts to clean it up after 15 yrs of reblogged content.

→ get inspired to write ab 25k words for four seperate steddie fanfics. the Steve gets hanahaki one (chap 1 up tho). the omegaverse one spurred on by rage at incorrect characterization. the Steve's a cam whore fic. and the "Eddie survives but no one knows and the suits set him up as a legit pharmacist only for steve to pick up a new sleeping prescription fr him while he's at the counter."

→ lose all creative juices for a month and a half

→ remember butters and kenny were my jam 15 yrs ago and go a bit crazy ab them

→ here. thinking ab butters n kenny, playing genshin thinking ab bennett n razor, ruscan, and my ocs.

[awerzo]

Another gw2 character of mine: Teodora ‘Theo’ Gallo (human revenant, she/her) She’s an absolute disaster (affectionate) and a former seraph captain who speedran ruining her life and made it to the leaderboard. Barely remembers past few years, but she may or may not have struck a deal with a demon when she was drunk. Also she’s gay af, but cursed with being bitchless

[yanderexryujin]

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Thirst Thursday

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Underneath the denim, is more denim~

Hopefully this counts as a thirst post? I mean, not to be overly confident or anything but my tiddies do look fine so a sneak peek should be enough to make people thirsty-

Tiddies are getting kinda heavy too... Wouldn't mind having someone lift them up for me~

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[a-rogue-tiddy-bot]

Whoever opens the Necromancy of Thay gets the Speak With Dead spell. That combined with the Disguise Self* spell Astarion got from the bard class, made him our party's perfect designated spiritual medium.

Something I'm loving about BG3 is that we're not only allowed to roleplay character development through conversations and choices, but also through multiclassing. To me, Astarion becoming a rogue bard makes perfect sense. Subterfuge likely kept him alive in the cutthroat environment that Cazador inflicted on all of his spawn. I imagine him pitting them against each other to ensure they never tried to unite and stand against him.

But then you're finally free of him, and surrounded by people with no interest in controlling you. You're a social person. Why not teach yourself to play the violin, and cultivate the kind of skills that let you manipulate and endear yourself to others?

Anyway thanks, Larian. This is the only RPG I've played that lets me do things like this.

*Corpses won't talk to you if they recognize you as the one who killed them.

[fatebreaking-a]

Tagged by : I am a thief. ( Stolen from @starthieve​ ) Tagging : steal it from me.

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

( I will not, I will pick all my muses, how dare- I’ll leave everything except this blog + my other Sona blog out, for length’s sake.) long post, so it’s under the cut.

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES-ish / NO. ( people who like her like her, and people who don’t... really don’t. )

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO / MAYBE ?

Were they relevant for the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO / MAYBE ?

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?  — lol. I take inspiration from canon, let’s put it that way.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  Your local patron saint of lost causes, a heroic entity who has overcome betrayal and judgement to become an existence that can save the world. Also she’s tall and strong and hot and nice, what more could you want? Huh? You want more than being hugged by a 6′4″ lady??? Sona can also be in various countries, and can participate very easily in fluff, angst, and all sorts of other types of threads.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  —  Lots of angst and drama, a bit of a loner with a distant vibe. Having no etwahl and not playing music kills the interest and ‘usual interactions’ for a lot of people, and being mute & not jumping to telepathy can make threads dry and slow. Being a ‘sexy boob lady’ ( u g h ) also has painted her in a certain light - I’ll never forget that someone said that ‘ofc everyone ships with Sona, she’s the village bicycle.’ I’ve made her exceptionally strong ( almost overpowered ), and that doesn’t jive with people sometimes - shoving in all these themes that I personally like and crafting an interesting story of a divine / demonic seer witch who doesn’t know what to do with herself, is finally ‘too strong’, and finds power distasteful... The themes can be a little depressing and cold, even when she acts nice. And seeing “Even though she feels nothing, she still acts nice” in character can feel... tiring. A mute is not an easy person to write with, and I don’t shy away from trying to give the impression that ‘waiting for Sona to communicate can be tiring’ - because I want my readers and mutuals to feel the kinds of things she goes through everyday. While I try to make the blog accessible, Sona has a speech disability, and that can be tiring.

Also that she doesn’t act like a fancy noble... I don’t know. I feel like the way that I write her is very, very different to the fandom’s impression of her, and that leaves people disillusioned. “This isn’t what I expected or signed up for.” She’s just not that person... And because she doesn’t speak, a lot of prompts are off limits. I’ve also recently reset because I wanted to emphasize that she is patient, grim, and secretive while still being kind. I’ve toned down her tendency for mischief a lot, she used to be an absolute gremlin.

A lot of these things also apply to my other Sona blog ( @virtuous-dignity​ ), where she is extremely structured and self-confident and a bit of a recluse, so while she’s much much nicer, she’s also a complete hardass. It’s rough stuff, especially since I make sure to point out, “hey this Sona practices music over 8 hours every day.” “Hey this Sona finds it morally wrong to play music for small audiences.” There are certain traits that just cut ideas in the bud.

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  I played Sona a lot in bot lane. Multiple years of sexist remarks, shitty writing, and bad characterization made me frustrated. A lot of things were left unexplained and the etwahl felt like too much of a focus that I could not answer, “who is Sona besides a musician with a fancy instrument”. She has to be someone, right? But we never get to that in the story ( nor in the apparent upcoming lore rework either... ). She has to be someone, her being a famous musician is not everything. So I forcibly tossed aside the music part, especially to also prevent accidentally being pulled into ‘your music is so pretty’ plots. Plus: I wanted to write a character with an internal conflict who was going through some things but wanted to be nice anyway - I believe in that idea a lot. And I wanted to write a character that, tbh, could ship and flirt and just... be flirty and easy going more ( hah! didn’t work out so great now! ). My first canon characters were a ‘left by the void Malz’ dealing with his sins and Ori, who I talk about below, and neither were really great for getting that flirty vibe out. I also really wanted to emphasize that... Well, to be blunt, that if I wrote Sona as sexually promiscuous, that wasn’t a bad thing. That ‘being sexy’ and ‘sex positive’ did not equal ‘objectified tiddy witch’ and ‘perfect candidate for oppai mouse pad’ and other things I’ve heard directed at me in my league experience. Many, many things. Ugh. It kind of did end up turning into a thing where Sona herself draws an interesting line between ‘haha I can tell everyone’s looking at me with those eyes and it’s the fucking worst’ and ‘ok but I trust you and am in bed with you, so I want you to grab me’ - but that’s getting more into ns/fw topics so I’ll leave it there. 

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  All my characters tend to be expressions of myself, as well as answering important thematic questions, like “What does it mean to be rejected by your home and no longer have a place”, and some other stuff. I usually go back to that. Plus, exploring concepts around abandonment and loneliness is something I do a lot with her - feelings of neglect and disillusionment, and ideas surrounding “do I need to like someone or be liked by someone to treat them with dignity”. ( virtuous-dignity, on the other hand, was created because I wanted to write something as soft and uwu as possible, and then it turned into something about ‘balancing dignity for oneself with duty to others’ and handling those kinds of conflicts. )

I also really do enjoy, on some level, turning people around on these characters. “You made me care about character x” is such high praise.

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO.

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. ( idk, how many of you think robots are hot- )

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. ( I think people downplay Ori’s intelligence a lot, but Riot also casually implied she did open heart surgery on herself so??? )

Are they underrated?  YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO / MAYBE ?

Were they relevant for the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO / MAYBE ?

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?  — hahahahahahaha. hah. hah. Sorry. Everything I write is divergent by default.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  A genius inventor and cute spherical robot duo who speak to other robots and shoot lightning, run around acting cute, and try to save their city one step at a time - all while dealing with deep existential dread and fighting off a fate that decrees Ori’s death. Between ‘pancake bot’ and Ori being an accidental flirt, there’s plenty of variety and development here as my oldest canon muse. Not to mention that the blog ‘grows’ and ‘changes’, and in the last year, Ori has taken to dying her hair pink ( because Vi is cool is why, just don’t let her near a rifle or she’ll try to imitate Cait ). I also regularly think about / draw different hairstyles and clothing styles. Ori is very much ‘alive’, the most so out of the three muses on this blog. A human that has the memories of being a robot, trying to live on and live a good life. Also, there are bird, angel, and time themes. So many clocks. Mega clocks!

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  —  Deep angst and existential dread, because she knows her fate is to die and she’s cheated time. Themes of dysphoria and other troubling topics abound. Being stuck in time loops, thinking she’s an aberration, needing crutches because her legs stop working, etc.

Also, removing the fact that she is a robotic automaton is a bunch of the appeal of Ori. Or well, it’s what makes her character ‘interesting and unique’ to many. Without that, she is ‘yet another Zaunite’, as the thing that made her most interesting was her death and rebirth. ( Nevermind that her entire story is that she’s a selfless person but- I’m supposed  to act like she’s bad, right? )

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  Hey remember when institute of war was a thing? And then when it wasn’t? And Ori’s lore was “died to a turret shot trying to be a champion”... and then it was up in the air for two years?

That’s why. If no one else will love her, I will. She deserves better. And then the lore became close to my lore so I rewrote everything a second time trying to stick to the themes I had.

Ori’s thematic question is, “What do you do when you don’t recognize yourself anymore? How do you get back to ‘okay’ and what do you do from there?” It’s a pretty dim question that has a lot to do with body image, but also to do with abandonment and neglect, and  just dropping out of people’s lives. I think that’s something that people can really relate to. I originally wrote her on a multi with a ‘post void Malz’, who was dealing with the trauma of being puppeted around for years and all the things he had done, trying to get back to ‘okay’ without getting killed. More below:

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  Themes as noted above, Ori is super cute, and a lot of my art & general ideas. I’ve kind of turned these three characters in borderline OCs and keep developing them as they grow... Sometimes I think the stories and concepts I’ve written have outgrown the fandom. And thinking about her, and how she would live, and what her story is... mmm.

Also, the themes I write... I think they matter. Maybe it’s not obvious to anyone but myself, but writing a character who feels dysphoria and hates their body for ‘betraying them’... is relatable. It’s not nice. It’s not simple. But it’s relatable and it matters. Ori’s theme on this blog has a lot to do with “fighting a fate that says you’re going to lose and defying expectations” as well as “coming back from something wicked and rotten in your psyche/body”. And I do write some other skin verses for her but they’re all adapted to meet that theme. ( For example, in SG, she rises to guardian after finding out she’s fated to become a dark star and fights that fight alone, because ‘hell no she’s not going to go dark’. This was 5+ years ago back when there were theories SG and DS were same universe. )

Mostly it’s writing about these themes of expectation and reality. Overprotective parent, absentee parent, dealing with trauma... All my writing is like that. It can make my characters seem overly tragic, yes, but these ideas are not so far gone that they’re completely irrelevant and beyond belief. I’m sure many people have experienced emotional exhaustion and problems with body image. Even though I do write ‘polite but ready to fight’ characters only... Well, I believe in exploring and expressing these kinds of problems. Inner conflict and all. But also fluff! Fluff is really nice! Talk to her about pancake robot.

I also really do enjoy, on some level, turning people around on these characters. “You made me care about character x” is such high praise.

My muse is:   canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom?  YES / NO. ( post rework??? oh my god )

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK. ( hard to consider ‘martial’ characters strong when Xer/ath and Syn/dra exist )

Are they underrated?  YES / NO. ( she’s a little overrated, isn’t she?  )

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO / MAYBE ?

Were they relevant for the main character?  YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world?  YES / NO / MAYBE ?

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

How strictly do you follow canon?  — I still draw from old lore with her big four blades of doom and ‘reviving’ with the help of Raka ( though I leave it vague / easy to gloss over ). I also had a lot of ideas about music and rhythm and tradition before the update ( drums were a big thing for her, so strong percussive beats and motions reign over the more silk and ribbon dances that flow more, drawing on things like Zelos existing, Lito’s lessons & harsh behavior, and her own internalized habits of trying to calm herself ), so I draw on those a ton. For me, the progression is ‘classic’ -> ‘infiltrator / nightblade ‘ -> ‘aviator’ all as one timeline. Also wrote her as being ‘missing in action’, which makes the awaken cinematic weird. I also really try to emphasize that she’s an emotionally stunted wardog with scars and not ultra pretty, so.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals.  —  A world traveler and a wardog, you can find her anywhere, any time, ready to kick some butt and enjoy the local food. Her simmering fury is a counterpoint to her relatively muted demeanor and adventurous spirit. However you may find her, there’s a definite charm to being flown up above the clouds to watch a sunset and talk. She will fly you where you need to be.

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?).  —  I’m a little stuck on old lore and writing Lia as a character that has “left behind” her past and is pretending to be dead does make certain interactions tough. She’s also a deeply stunted character, emotionally, and I write her ten years of experience as having chilled her to a cold, ever burning ember rather than a passionate flame. Also, ‘aviator’ is kind of weird to handle for a lot of people.

What inspired you to rp your muse?  —  This one is really simple. When this blog started, the only splash where Irelia was smiling was the aviator splash. That’s it. That as the whole reason. “I want her to be happy and have found her happiness.”

What keeps your inspiration going?  —  I will admit that Lia is the character that I give the least attention to out of these three, and part of it is because I don’t really do flirting or shipping with her as much. She’s not one to reach out to others, and there are a lot of popular Lia blogs to the point that when I, as a multi, write with someone... She probably isn’t the first pick.

But I just... want her to be happy. That’s it. As I mentioned with the Ori section, what I’ve worked out for her has kind of outgrown the fandom itself, she’s become a different entity. Her themes largely involve recovery and finding oneself anew, and writing a character that is passionate about others while still being cool-headed is some of the variety I need. Because Lia is ace/homosexual, she sits out on a lot of the flirty content, but the chances I get to write her being romantic and caring... my god. Just a few posts back and forth with @unholyshe​ ‘s Akali and a So/na I used to write with....... Unforgettable. ( On that note go follow @unholyshe​ what a good writer, gosh dang. ) It’s these small interactions I find intensely compelling, and having a ‘quiet intensity’ and really thinking about her body language...

Also it’s nice to write a character with little secret agenda, who is just straightforward. “Will I enjoy kissing you? Only one way to find out. ‘It was okay.’ “ A ‘the only way forward is through, just do it’ attitude is refreshing.

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Learning to write all three characters helps me write the others: The little things I think about that are specific to each person really help me out for the others. The depth of using body language from Sona bleeds into how Lia uses body language, and how Ori doesn’t ( even common ticks ), etc etc. Ori’s blunt, observational style of speaking ( telling you that you look good like it’s an observational fact ) helps me understand how to be straightforward with Lia.

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES …? / NO. ( sometimes I do get very anxious abt it, esp. since I’m so divergent and do things like ‘so/na is one part succubus lol’ )

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO. ( do excerpts count? less headcanons and more musings, since I’m on like 5+ years with 2/3 of these. )

Do you sometimes write drabbles?  YES / NO. ( time is not a thing but I used to write a ton, my drabble energy goes to novels now )

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day?  YES / NO. ( this is why you see mobile posts from me constantly, and so many excerpts / musings ).

Are you confident in your portrayal?   YES / NO. ( It’s what I want but it can also be disillusioning / disappointing to people so. Dunno. Anxiety. =/  )

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO. ( It takes me a bit to warm up to a character again, but yes. I know my writing is not bad but I can be a little insecure about it. )

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO. ( Very. I cry a lot and I get upset pretty easily. Sometimes I end up being really cold instead but idk. )

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal?  — To a point. Sometimes criticism is irrelevant or meaningless, or is just personal taste. “Sona shouldn’t be that strong” isn’t helpful ( but thinking about ways to pare down the complexity is good! ) Sometimes I get criticism that is the equivalent of tasting a chocolate cake and going, “It should have been vanilla, I like vanilla better.” That’s cool, but that has nothing to do with the taste of the chocolate cake I made. ( Ori as a human isn’t interesting, talk more about Sona & the etwahl even though it’s broken, Lia flying doesn’t make sense, etc - these are foundational flavors, so what can I do? ).

Also sometimes people make comments that make me feel they’re just being petty / catty and not sincere. I’ve seen quite a few hypocritical comments and it’s hard to take them seriously. So, yes, but ‘to a point’... Mostly I take suggestions, which I then talk about for the muse. Exploring those ideas. Unsolicited criticism is... hmm. In my experience, about half of it isn’t constructive. And from the wrong person, it can sound judgemental. 

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character?  — Of course? I love asks. Always. Great. Awesome. If I have a chance to draw to answer these asks, even better.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why?  —  Not really. I’m divergent, they probably disagree because they have a different vision for the character. I’ll be honest here and say I’ve had enough people tell me that “my portrayals are not what they expected” that this can be... disheartening. I usually have a good reason for 80% of my hcs. If we’re talking in IMs though or just conversing, I’m totally fine with it. This comes back to unsolicited criticism - to be a little blunt, some people just straight up don’t know what they’re talking about. And given that I put a bunch of effort in trying to make sure most of my headcanons can be glossed over, so it doesn’t cause conflict and my ‘ultra grim take’ doesn’t cause the end times... I dunno. I’d rather that someone tell me “the kind of interactions they want”, so I can lean into that direction. If you just want fluff, I can leave most of my darker hcs for So/na at the door... But you need to tell me that, so I can work with you. 

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it?  — just leave? huh? I mean, I already know people disagree. If you’re not rude, then we’ll just move on and be chill. Otherwise... well, we won’t be chill and you can still go, but I’ll consider you a dick. I don’t expect everyone to agree with “Ori is a human”, but why bring that up to me?

This is why a lot of the time, when people talk about characters and my muses, my brain defaults to “Well that has nothing to do with me.” Why should I invest any time being upset that people are disappointed with my portrayal or I’m not what they expected. It’s exhausting. People have some really strong opinions about Lia and Sona sometimes, but... ‘that has nothing to do with me.’ There’s no point in trying to convince someone to try your flavor of ice cream when they’ve already decided what flavor and toppings they want. It just leads to tremendous insecurity. I should not have to argue that ‘my portrayal is worth paying attention to’. 

Ugh. I might be too sensitive about this. There was a point where people really got in the habit of saying, “this is how character x is” ( not their muse ), and it felt like someone trying to enter my kitchen. It did not feel like a suggestion or an idea. It was an assertive, “this is how Irelia is” by, say... a Ry/ze or Ken/nen blog or something. That felt extremely isolating and alienating to me, because it felt like I could not participate in that conversation at all. Or stuff after. I had to sideline myself, because... that has nothing to do with me or my interpretations. Ofc griping at them is wrong because I know they mean, ‘this is how I see it’, but ye. I’m short tempered and easily upset. Working on it.

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it?  — um? bye? hello?

god I used to go “ ok that’s cool you don’t like my portrayal, here are some other great So/na blogs that I love” but I realized that I was directing someone who felt the need to tell me my portrayal or character is bad to those people... and no. no no no. I still feel a little guilty about it, because thinking I directed a toxic person to my duplicates...  yuck.

If you don’t like the characters, or you don’t like my divergent takes, that’s fine. I get it’s not for everyone. Just unfollow me. You’re not paying me. You’re not under any obligation. To an extent, i don’t mind being critical of the character, but there’s a difference between being critical and being hateful to someone’s muse? And it depends a lot on how close I am with a person. For example, I think Sy/las is a complete scumbag and I hate him, but I don’t go yelling that to every Sy/las blog I see. C’mon.

Another bit of salt but it’s... kind of a sad topic, really. There are some characters people love to hate, whereas other ones get the ‘protection squad’. And in general it’s really disheartening to see someone shittalk Lux every two weeks, but go ‘these other champs are off limits’. If you have that attitude, it makes me think you’ll shittalk my characters the moment they get popular ( COUGHIRELIACOUGH ) and that’s kind of sad. And mean. So general advice on this is: Probably just don’t tell someone you hate their muse, you know? Idk. Everyone has their own tolerance level too so. meh.

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors?  —  Somewhat.  Not much to say here, sometimes I am very tired, sometimes I comma splice like a madman, sometimes I overuse hyphen dashes to avoid deciding whether to use a comma, period, or semicolon - like this. I don’t need an editor. English is my first language. But if there’s something egregious or you have tips, let me know? I’m someone who looks up grammar rules regularly, and breaks teh rules just as regularly. Knowing when and how to break grammar rules is useful. Though I do tend to... overuse something once I’ve learned it. Hyphen dash, I’m looking at you.

Do you think you are easy going as a mun?   — Yes and no. I’m chill, I can be a little overly passionate, and I’m pretty quick to apologize... But I have certain moral standards and if you break those, you’re done. Also I can be a vengeful bastard. I try to give as much benefit of the doubt as I can and many chances, but I’ve noticed that I really... have a sour attitude towards a lot more people than I expect. Sometimes people who are very well liked, just because they said or did something that ticked me off. Luckily, I have the special skill of not being a jerk even if I don’t like you, and overall trying to be nice to most people, so it usually won’t matter. 

Ah and I can be a little selective in who I talk to / play favorites a bit. I’m a busy person with an adult life and a stressful job, I only have so much patience. I skip from “tolerating it” to “leaving”, and that can seem like I ghosted, but that’s not always the case. Just better to leave than to pick fights. I have some pretty strict standards and harsh opinions. Short temper. Vengeful. Alas.

Somehow people think I am very nice and baby, so take that for what you will. Pft. I just want people to be happy and feel comfortable and okay. Wrong is wrong, blah blah blah ok I stop now.

That’s about it, congrats for filling out!

( If you managed to read all this, with 3 full muses... Let me know, I want to hug you??? )

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Demons | Chapter 2

Pairing: Billy Butcher (The Boys) x Supe!OC

Summary: Over a year ago, Lilith Murphy escaped the experiments and torture of the Sage Grove Center. After laying low and stripping at Super Girlz, she’s found by Billy and The Boys.

Warnings: mentions of assault, grooming, cursing, drugs

AN: here we go againnnnnnnn!! super excited to be on this journey with y’all. as always please lmk ur thoughts 🫡

Taglist!!!!: @seeingstarks @a-rogue-tiddy-bot @scraftsku35

Lili clambered into the back of Butcher’s car, Hughie in shotgun. It smelled like take out food and cigarettes.

“Just so you know,” Lili mumbled. “If you’re trying to kidnap me, I can rip both your dicks off in a matter of seconds.”

Butcher grunted.

“Noted.” Hughie squeaked.

The rest of the ride was in silence, Lili shivering despite being wrapped in Billy’s coat.

A little while later, they pulled up to an abandoned apartment building. Lili followed the men inside, half expecting a collar and cage to be waiting for her. She didn’t trust either of them, and she probably never would (or could).

“This here’s the lair.” Billy said, opening the door to a dirty, old apartment. Inside, a few people sat, watching a movie. Lili was almost positive one of the movie-watchers was Starlight.

It looked like an old police station. Papers were scattered about, with pictures of Supes and crime scenes were hung on the walls.

The four people on the couch stood up, looking at Butcher expectantly.

“You got her?” Starlight asked.

He moved to the side, revealing Lili.

They stared at her, looking her up and down, probably confused why she was wearing Butcher’s coat.

“I’m Lili.” She whispered. The only person who looked relatively unthreatening was a taller black man standing to the side.

“I’m Star-I mean, I’m Annie.” Starlight said. “And this is Frenchie, Kimiko, and MM.”

“Nice to meet you, I guess.”

Kimiko started to rapidly sign something.

“She says she is excited to have another girl here.” Frenchie spoke up.

“I am too.” Annie smiled at her. “It’ll be nice.”

Lili furrowed her brow. Why were they being so nice to her?

Kimiko signed again.

“She says you can bunk with her.” Frenchie explained.

“Oh, um, thanks.” Lili pursed her lips. “So, uh, why does an anti-Supe group have supes?”

She sniffed the air. There were at least two other supes in the room.

Billy chuckled from behind her. “I be thinking the same thing myself.”

“We’re not all supes.” MM chimed in. “Just the girls.” He faltered. “And those two when they feel like shooting the V.”

Lili looked back to Hughie and Billy, who both seemed uncomfortable with MM’s answer.

Lili raised her eyebrows at Billy, who shrugged.

“Let’s crack on then!” He said. “More of this therapy session and I’m gonna fuckin puke.”

Lili tossed her bag in Kimiko’s room, grabbing a pack of cigarettes and searching for the closest rooftop. Fortunately for her, the top floor was a staircase away.

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“Knew ya’d be out here.” Footsteps followed by a gruff voice.

She took another drag. “Tryna bum a cig?”

Butcher laughed. “You’re a little young for dat, don’t ya think?” The way she sat there, cigarette in her lips, it reminded him of Becca. Butcher tried to push the thought out of his head.

“They didn’t have cotton candy vape at Sage Grove, sorry.” She breathed smoke into the air.

“Yer welcome, by the way.”

“For what?”

“Breakin ya outta there.”

“Oh. Thanks.” She shrugged. “You also shot down my friend.”

“Ya saw that?”

Lili nodded.

“I ain’t like killin kids.” Butcher sighed. “But it’s the job.”

“You like killing Supes?” She turned to him, a sly smiled on her lips. She was challenging him.

Billy took a step towards her. He smelled really good. “Sometimes.”

“Why don’t you kill me, then?” She was a good head shorter than him now that her stilettos were off.

“I ain’t done with you yet.”

Lili hummed, taking a drag of her cigarette and offering it to him.

He nodded, and she handed the cigarette to him. Their hands touched for a second, shooting a bolt of electricity through her body. There was no way Butcher didn’t feel it to. “What you got going on with The Deep?”

Lili froze. “Um, honestly?” She thought for a moment. What did she have going on with him? It was much more complicated than she could even comprehend. “I-I think he like groomed me or something.”

Billy’s face hardened and he took a long drag of her cigarette.

She wished she could take back what she said. Butcher didn’t need to be involved in her situation with The Deep.

They were both quiet for a second, Lili trying to think of a joke to break the tension.

“It’s like, it’s fine though.”

Billy looked at her questionably. It was definitely not fine. “What they do to ya in there, love?”

Lili took a long drag before answering. “You read my file. You tell me.”

He raised an eyebrow at her.

“Please, Billy. When I lit my fucking body on fire you were the only one who didn’t flinch.” She turned, looking out at the sky. “The demon thing really takes most people by surprise.”

“I ain’t surprised by much anymore.” His hands wrapped around the ledge.

“Me neither.” She thought for a moment. “I didn’t know Temp V was even on the market.”

“It’s not.”

He flicked the cigarette off the balcony.

“Hey!”

“Shouldn’t be smokin those, love.”

“Stop calling me that.”

Billy turned to her. “I can call ya whatever the fuck I want.”

Lili stared back at him, giving him a devilish smile as she flashed her spiky teeth. “Sure.”

She took out another cigarette. “So…why me?”

“Homelander.”

Lili shook her head. “I can’t kill him.”

“Maybe not…but ya can try.”

“And why would I do that?” She lit a flame on her finger and lit the cig.

“Because.” Billy said. “From what I recall, you got a bone to pick wit tha twat too.”

Lili chuckled. “Doesn’t mean I’m strong enough to kill him.”

“I seen ya powers, love. Remember?”

She rolled her eyes. “What is with you and Homelander, anyway?”

Butcher faltered. Lili knew there was much more behind the surface of the man.

Suddenly, flashes of memories clouded her brain. Was she reading his trauma? She hadn’t been able to do that since she was a child.

Before Homelander killed everyone she loved.

Lili looked at him. “Your wife…”

“Got ya abilities back, eh?”

She rubbed her temples. Butcher’s trauma was pouring into her like sand, weighing her down.

“Ah…fuck.” She toppled over, shaking hands hitting the ground. Her vision went in and out, from black to flashes of Becca. Then there was the kid…

“Homelander’s son—“ She struggled to get the words out.

Billy grunted, catching her arm. “Don’t strain ya self.”

Lili looked up at him, tears forming in her now blood red irises. “I-I’m sorry.” She regained her balance, unpleased that Butcher had to help her. “You’re dying, Billy.”

He froze.

“Billy.” She pushed. He reeked of death.

“Aye, I’m fine.”

“Let me guess…” Flashes of Lili’s time in Sage Grove clouded her mind. They pumped her with everything they had. If she wasn’t as powerful as she was, the drugs would have killed her by now. “The Temp V fried your brain?”

Butcher grumbled in response. “Fucked me up real good.”

“Do they know? The Boys?”

He shook his head. “And they ain’t gonna know.” Billy looked at her expectantly.

“Your secret is safe with me.” Lili pretended to zip her lips.

Billy tried to suppress his smile. Her demeanor surprised him. He wasn’t expecting her to be so…alive.

They were quiet for a second, passing the cigarette back and forth.

“If we do this…I want Ke-I mean, I want The Deep, too.”

“Lili.” Butcher smiled. “If we’re lucky, we’ll fucking kill them all.”

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The next morning, Billy gathered The Boys and Lili for a meeting. Annie offered her a seat next to her on the couch. Lili appreciated the gesture, but was still wary of her. She was in The Boys now, but just a month prior, Annie was dating Homelander.

“How did you sleep?” She asked.

“Alright.”

Annie started to say something but Butcher interrupted.

“Okay you lot. I gotta plan fo today.” He pointed to a map on the wall. “We going back to Sage Grove.”

Lili’s heart dropped. Was he being for real?

“Billy—“

“When I got Lili’s file from Mallory she gave me a piece of key intel.” He pointed to another picture on the wall. It was some kind of chemical compound.

“This here is V Inhibitor. A drug that temporarily blocks powers.”

Lili felt like she was going to throw up. Even with her tender Butcher moment the night before, it was clear he was using her for information.

“Inhibitor works on any Supe.” Butcher smiled. “Even Homelander.”

“How do we even know this works?” Hughie piped up.

Billy’s eyes landed on Lili. “Patient zero is our very own Demoness.”

Annie looked at Lili, surprise and pity filling her face. “What did they do to you?” She breathed.

Lili gave Billy a death stare, keeping her eyes locked on him. “I’m not going back there.”

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Sage Grove, 5 years ago

Lili was strapped to a cot, wearing nothing but a hospital gown. The straps electrocuted her every time she moved.

“Please…” she begged. “Don’t do this.”

To her left, a man wearing a lab coat and a mask fiddled with syringes. A nurse stood next to her cot.

The man grabbed a syringe filled with tar-like black liquid and tapped the sides. He turned to the nurse. “Hold her down.”

The nurse grabbed Lili’s shoulders and arms.

“Please!” She yelled. The doctor ignored her, taking her right arm. “I’ll be good!”

He ignored her again, pressing the needle into her arm and injecting her with the liquid.

Lili immediately screamed, fire flowing out of her mouth.

The cot shook as Lili continued to scream. The veins in her neck turned black, the injection entering her bloodstream. Instead of fire, she coughed up black sludge.

The doctor held a stopwatch, counting the seconds. “Five…four…three…two…”

Lili’s body went limp and her head smacked against the cot.

“Check her pulse.” The doctor said.

The nurse put her hand on Lili’s neck, “she’s alive.”

“Good.”

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“I’m serious, Butcher.” Lili stood up from her spot next to Annie. “I can’t help you with this.”

“The fuck ya mean?” He growled. “You told me ya wanted to take Homelander down.”

“Not like this.” Lili’s voice shook. “Inhibitor is not what you think it is.”

Billy laughed. “You scared of a little prick?”

“No.” Her face turned red. How dare he call her scared in front of everyone. “Think about the consequences! If Inhibitor gets out, people will die.”

“Supes will die.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

He nodded. Lili remembered what she saw in Billy’s trauma last night. He wouldn’t stop until Homelander got what he deserved. Frankly, Lili understood.

“Okay.” She said, sitting back down. “Fine.”

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my favourite discord channels:

oc-rambling-corner-because-red-has-no-self-control

reds-porn (where I spam the tatsumaki nsfw bot section to spam tiddies)

red-dick-art-tent

nairus-stripclub

gamer girl bath water (voice chat)

reds-maymay-corner

chill-room-no-reds-allowed (server owner got fooled by me with a rickroll video)

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cool motive, still racism

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gdi this fucker is persistent

This really is a testament to how scared he is of Cazador. He has little to lose.

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smh so jealous of Lae'zel right now

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15 minutes later...

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making friends