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Sorry for no updates in a while, I've had awful writer's block on this, so it's gonna be a case of I update it whenever

Vice - Part 13

Part 13 of my story about a trans girl and a hedonistic symbiote. Read the previous part here!

Told ya' they'd slow down lmao

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“And just what kind of scene are you planning to make? Can’t just let you do that if it’s gonna hurt the people in there” Spider-Woman protests.

“I don’t know! Just something loud! Something to get them out of there!” Spider-Woman thinks for a moment, before having a bright idea.

“I know something that might work, but I don’t know that you’ll like it!”

“Well? Spit it out!”

“If you insist!” the hero says, sticking Flora with strings of webbing, swinging her around before flinging her towards the front of the F.E.A.S.T. building.

Flora scrapes across the ground on landing, leaving claw marks in the road. “I’LL MURDER THE BITCH!” she screams out, alerting anyone who wasn’t already looking at her.

One of the men in suits looks out to see what was happening, seeing Flora and alerting the other 3 inside to come out, while Flora is busy ripping a street light out of the ground to use as a weapon.

The 4 men rush out to the street to see the purple monster, taking aim at her. Flora is barely able to calm her blood rage enough to hear the clicking of guns pointing in her direction. Loathe as she is to admit it, it did work in their favor, so putting off her urge to kill her nemesis later, she walks towards the group, carrying the large metal pole over her shoulder.

Flora leaps into the air as the group fires on her, throwing the broken light down towards them like a spear; embedding it in the ground as they dodge out of the way of it. Upon landing, she begins to swing her tentacled arm around, catching two of them and wrapping them around the implanted shaft, before she detaches it, leaving them trapped.

She rushes the other two, ignoring the bullets shot at her and grabbing them both by the middle of their shirts, slamming them both down on the ground multiple times like they were dolls. Turning back to the other two, she grabs one of them by the scalp.

“And just what do you shitheads want with me?”

“Y-you are under arrest under the authority of the federal government!”

Flora sighs, bashing their heads against the metal pole and knocking them out. She destroys their radios and takes a couple of the weird things they were waving in people’s faces, swinging away back to the rooftops and back to Spider-Woman, who had enjoyed watching from atop the building.

“You tryin’ to get killed, you piece of shit?!”  Flora shouts, advancing towards her adversary with her spiked arm.

“I knew you had it in you! And good job on not nearly killing them!” the spider replied cheekily, “I didn’t even need to jump in to stop you from doing that this time!”

“Grraah! Whatever, shut up! I’ve got worse things to worry about like being wanted by the fucking government, I guess!” Flora manages to get out, once again quelling her desire to kill the hero in front of her, if barely. “Just take these, you can probably figure some shit out about them, I’m getting out of here” she says, casually tossing the devices to the ground.

“Wait, for real? The hell’d you do to piss off the government?”

“I dunno, maybe I fuckin’ ruined their bestest, most favorite convenience store, maybe they just don’t like me, maybe even it’s just because I’m-”” She stops herself. She turns away from Spider-Woman. “I’m leaving.”

Before she can hear another word, she leaps away, to somewhere isolated and, hopefully this time, won’t be seen.

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yea mood

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moodboard for when you uh. when you. you’re. when uhhhh

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Vice - Part 13

Part 13 of my story about a trans girl and a hedonistic symbiote. Read the previous part here!

Told ya' they'd slow down lmao

cw: guns

“And just what kind of scene are you planning to make? Can’t just let you do that if it’s gonna hurt the people in there” Spider-Woman protests.

“I don’t know! Just something loud! Something to get them out of there!” Spider-Woman thinks for a moment, before having a bright idea.

“I know something that might work, but I don’t know that you’ll like it!”

“Well? Spit it out!”

“If you insist!” the hero says, sticking Flora with strings of webbing, swinging her around before flinging her towards the front of the F.E.A.S.T. building.

Flora scrapes across the ground on landing, leaving claw marks in the road. “I’LL MURDER THE BITCH!” she screams out, alerting anyone who wasn’t already looking at her.

One of the men in suits looks out to see what was happening, seeing Flora and alerting the other 3 inside to come out, while Flora is busy ripping a street light out of the ground to use as a weapon.

The 4 men rush out to the street to see the purple monster, taking aim at her. Flora is barely able to calm her blood rage enough to hear the clicking of guns pointing in her direction. Loathe as she is to admit it, it did work in their favor, so putting off her urge to kill her nemesis later, she walks towards the group, carrying the large metal pole over her shoulder.

Flora leaps into the air as the group fires on her, throwing the broken light down towards them like a spear; embedding it in the ground as they dodge out of the way of it. Upon landing, she begins to swing her tentacled arm around, catching two of them and wrapping them around the implanted shaft, before she detaches it, leaving them trapped.

She rushes the other two, ignoring the bullets shot at her and grabbing them both by the middle of their shirts, slamming them both down on the ground multiple times like they were dolls. Turning back to the other two, she grabs one of them by the scalp.

“And just what do you shitheads want with me?”

“Y-you are under arrest under the authority of the federal government!”

Flora sighs, bashing their heads against the metal pole and knocking them out. She destroys their radios and takes a couple of the weird things they were waving in people’s faces, swinging away back to the rooftops and back to Spider-Woman, who had enjoyed watching from atop the building.

“You tryin’ to get killed, you piece of shit?!”  Flora shouts, advancing towards her adversary with her spiked arm.

“I knew you had it in you! And good job on not nearly killing them!” the spider replied cheekily, “I didn’t even need to jump in to stop you from doing that this time!”

“Grraah! Whatever, shut up! I’ve got worse things to worry about like being wanted by the fucking government, I guess!” Flora manages to get out, once again quelling her desire to kill the hero in front of her, if barely. “Just take these, you can probably figure some shit out about them, I’m getting out of here” she says, casually tossing the devices to the ground.

“Wait, for real? The hell’d you do to piss off the government?”

“I dunno, maybe I fuckin’ ruined their bestest, most favorite convenience store, maybe they just don’t like me, maybe even it’s just because I’m-”” She stops herself. She turns away from Spider-Woman. “I’m leaving.”

Before she can hear another word, she leaps away, to somewhere isolated and, hopefully this time, won’t be seen.

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Vice - Part 12

Part 12 of my story about a trans girl and a hedonistic symbiote. Read the previous part here!

Updates are gonna start slowing down from here. Beginning to run out of connecting threads that lead to the bigger ideas and scenarios I have in mind.

Update: You can now read part 13 here!

”It seems that I was correct in my original assertions. You do like her.”

“Shut up…” Flora grumbles to herself, trying her best to ignore the news cast and the entity in her brain. “I do not understand why you seem embarrassed by this. Is it truly something worth shame?”

“I’m not, it’s just… Even if I do like her, what does it matter? What, is she just supposed to lift some homeless girl off the street and live together with her? Even if that wasn’t weird, I dunno if she could even afford that…” 

“You need your currency for shelter and survival as well as amusement and ecstasy?”

“Yeah, it’s dumb, I know. Just how it is, I guess…”

Across the room, her ears pick up with sounds like arguing in the distance. All she manages to make out is ‘official business’, ‘harassing these poor people’ and ‘cut your funding’. Looking over, she sees one of the staff angrily backing away from some men in suits, carrying strange handheld devices and waving them over the other people in the shelter.

“I feel a great sense of danger from those individuals.”

“Yeah, don’t I know it, we gotta get outta here quick” Flora whispers, ducking below the other people around her, only to see others of them guarding the door out. “Shit, there’s more? Gotta be another way out of here…”

Dipping into one of the hallways to the side of the converted stadium, she rushes to the back of the building. It appears that they haven’t reached the back door yet. She walks out quietly and briskly walks for somewhere to change so she can properly escape.

Crawling up to the rooftops when she manages to get out of sight, she looks over the invaded shelter to survey the situation. Approaching behind her, she hears a familiar thwipping noise, quickly followed by your friendly neighborhood Spider-Woman landing right next to her.

“Oh my god, fuck off, I’m not even doing anything this time!” Flora cries out in frustration, throwing her claws up in front of her in exasperation

“Nice to see you too. Don’t worry, not here for you this time. Heard about something happening here and came to investigate.”

“Well… good, but fuck off anyway.”

“Aw and when we could have such a budding friendship? You wound me! Why are you hanging out up here watching all this anyway?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, pest?”

“Not the worst thing I’ve been called. Any idea what’s going on inside? You were here first after all.”

“Some assholes in suits waving little gizmos around at people or something.”

“Huh, weird. Kinda like they’re scanning for something?”

“I dunno, maybe? I ain’t a scientist or an agent or whatever.”

“Think they’re looking for something?”

“Don’t care, don’t like ‘em, something about them is setting me off. Only reason I’m not trying to kill you right now is so I don’t get their attention.”

“Always nice when someone isn’t trying to.”

“Yeah, can’t imagine why so many people want to” Flora replies sarcastically, doing everything she can to not physically lash out at the hero right next to her.

“I take it you don’t wanna team up on this one then.”

“Look, I already know I get caught a lot, but there’s no way in hell that I’m gonna get caught helping out you.”

“What a shame. Well, I’d better get down there to figure out what those things they’re using are,” Spider-woman says, preparing to jump, “I don’t want anyone getting hurt if they upset someone struggling with their mental health.”

Flora thinks back to the few things she heard, specifically about them cutting their budget. That could’ve been a threat for if they tried to stop them and if Spider-Woman can in some way be connected back to them, wrongly or otherwise, that could seriously hurt everyone there. And also ruin her one place to go.

As the hero jumps into action, Flora lashes a tentacle out at her, catching her leg and throwing her back towards the building. “Agh! I thought you weren’t trying to kill me!”

“I’m not, dumbass! I just… don’t think you should be the one to go.” Flora prepares to leap down to the shelter before she can be questioned, “Just stay there, got it? I’m gonna do what I’m apparently best at and cause a damn scene.”

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Vice - Part 13

Part 13 of my story about a trans girl and a hedonistic symbiote. Read the previous part here!

Told ya' they'd slow down lmao

cw: guns

“And just what kind of scene are you planning to make? Can’t just let you do that if it’s gonna hurt the people in there” Spider-Woman protests.

“I don’t know! Just something loud! Something to get them out of there!” Spider-Woman thinks for a moment, before having a bright idea.

“I know something that might work, but I don’t know that you’ll like it!”

“Well? Spit it out!”

“If you insist!” the hero says, sticking Flora with strings of webbing, swinging her around before flinging her towards the front of the F.E.A.S.T. building.

Flora scrapes across the ground on landing, leaving claw marks in the road. “I’LL MURDER THE BITCH!” she screams out, alerting anyone who wasn’t already looking at her.

One of the men in suits looks out to see what was happening, seeing Flora and alerting the other 3 inside to come out, while Flora is busy ripping a street light out of the ground to use as a weapon.

The 4 men rush out to the street to see the purple monster, taking aim at her. Flora is barely able to calm her blood rage enough to hear the clicking of guns pointing in her direction. Loathe as she is to admit it, it did work in their favor, so putting off her urge to kill her nemesis later, she walks towards the group, carrying the large metal pole over her shoulder.

Flora leaps into the air as the group fires on her, throwing the broken light down towards them like a spear; embedding it in the ground as they dodge out of the way of it. Upon landing, she begins to swing her tentacled arm around, catching two of them and wrapping them around the implanted shaft, before she detaches it, leaving them trapped.

She rushes the other two, ignoring the bullets shot at her and grabbing them both by the middle of their shirts, slamming them both down on the ground multiple times like they were dolls. Turning back to the other two, she grabs one of them by the scalp.

“And just what do you shitheads want with me?”

“Y-you are under arrest under the authority of the federal government!”

Flora sighs, bashing their heads against the metal pole and knocking them out. She destroys their radios and takes a couple of the weird things they were waving in people’s faces, swinging away back to the rooftops and back to Spider-Woman, who had enjoyed watching from atop the building.

“You tryin’ to get killed, you piece of shit?!”  Flora shouts, advancing towards her adversary with her spiked arm.

“I knew you had it in you! And good job on not nearly killing them!” the spider replied cheekily, “I didn’t even need to jump in to stop you from doing that this time!”

“Grraah! Whatever, shut up! I’ve got worse things to worry about like being wanted by the fucking government, I guess!” Flora manages to get out, once again quelling her desire to kill the hero in front of her, if barely. “Just take these, you can probably figure some shit out about them, I’m getting out of here” she says, casually tossing the devices to the ground.

“Wait, for real? The hell’d you do to piss off the government?”

“I dunno, maybe I fuckin’ ruined their bestest, most favorite convenience store, maybe they just don’t like me, maybe even it’s just because I’m-”” She stops herself. She turns away from Spider-Woman. “I’m leaving.”

Before she can hear another word, she leaps away, to somewhere isolated and, hopefully this time, won’t be seen.

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Kind of obsessing over how "Her Song" from the end of I Don't Want To Be a Magical Girl can be interpreted not just from Zira's pov but also Aika's in some ways? Like

"She's got it all" - Zira having a completely normal and boring life, even being kind of a loser, everything Aika wants right now, taking all the pleasure she does in stuff that most people agree sucks

"Moon and the stars, it's all in the palm of her hand" - being hella literal with this one where Zira throughout a good portion of the pilot is seen holding onto a Moon Sailor manga

"She's everything I cannot be" - Everything Aika wants in life, but she can't seem to escape from the duty that's assumedly been thrust onto her

"How does she not see it, she's perfect to me" - See above lmao (also because gay gay homosexual gay)

"She doesn't try, no she just exists" - Zira sort of literally just existing as a loser the way that she does

Like, maybe I'm just overthinking this and the curtains really are just blue, but like, idk

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the bitch that threw a fit about tying with a trans woman in college swimming is actually pathetic because they weren't even tied for first. they tied for fifth. imagine joining a hate movement over a fifth place trophy

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nothing hurts as much as the day i found out this character was a man and not a beautiful lesbian

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nothing hurts as much as the day i found out this character was a man and not a beautiful lesbian

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i should call her...

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this is from an r/productphotography thread where everybody was trying to convince a small business owner not to photograph their own icecreams. because they had been previously buying printed images of somebody else's icecreams (??), but the other person said they couldn't use the images on their website because they'd get stolen. so they got a $2400 quote from a photographer and this is one of the proofs, where they used a cone stand and photoshopped it out. you can kind of see where the cone changes color, not that it matters. but anyway i think it's really uncanny. like it's just hovering. they must have used at least four lights to do this. it's a 99 cent vanilla soft serve, which probably costs $5 in today's economy. everyone is saying "$2400 is a reasonable quote for photographing icecream" but like. is it...? i'm not trying to suggest photography should pay less but i am asking, do you really need high resolution icecream photos when you're not even an icecream shop? i don't know. i'm declaring bankruptcy to commit tax fraud. so i may not be the best person to ask. but i think this is what captain ahab hallucinated when he was hunting for moby cock. imagine you're on the ocean and the only vers bottom is fucking ishmael or whatever and you look up and see this. hovering. i'd go insane with the harpoon too