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#THANK YOU KENZY
kayfabebabe · 9 months
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mitch! for the angst prompts!: “this was a mistake”
Kenzy! Thank you so much for the Ask <3
Sometimes, the only thing that you need is a hug from the right person. I'm going to do something a little different for this prompt and introduce one of my Original Characters.
Jon Moxley (CZW Era) X Nicky Morgan (OC) WARNINGS - Angst. Comforting. Fluff.
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Something was off. Mox had been unusually quiet since leaving the restaurant. His expression was unreadable, shoulders curled inwards and hands stuffed deep into his pockets as he walked Nicky home. This wasn’t right. From Nicky’s perspective, it seemed that Mox was trying to disappear within the material of his hoodie. As if it was a refuge from an unknown danger. 
Normally, the pair would be laughing unabashedly up at the night sky and joking about anything that crossed their minds. No matter how ridiculous it may be. An echo of a smile lifted the corners of Nicky’s mouth at the memory of Mox attempting to play a drum solo on a pair of trash can lids. Both of them laughed until their cheeks were warm to the touch and ached, shoulders bumping as they continued to walk home. That night ended with Mox pressing Nicky against his front door then kissing him breathless. It was perfect. 
“Are you okay?” 
“Mmm…” 
Mox’s answer was a simple shrug of his shoulders and that was it. No further explanation for being so detached. Closed off to the rest of the world. Occasionally their shoulders would bump together, but neither of them reached for the other’s hand. Another sign that Mox had built a wall around himself. Nicky understood that pushing the subject wouldn’t help in any regard so he allowed the silence between them to grow. It wasn’t uncomfortable, just different.
This routine of walking together had been going on for months. Without fail, Mox would show up towards the end of Nicky’s shift and escort him back to his house. It was a sweet gesture, one that came straight from a movie. The usual anxiety that accompanied Nicky when he was walking by himself was gone with Mox’s presence by his side. Instead, a warmth of pure sunshine chased away the chill of the dark. And it seemed to burn brighter behind his ribs whenever Nicky glanced at Mox. 
All too soon, they were standing at the garden path that led to Nicky’s front door. This was always the worst moment of the night. Saying goodbye. Neither man enjoyed parting ways so they’d draw out conversations for as long as possible. Speaking in low voices and sharing softer laughter until the sky lightened with the approaching sunrise.
Today, however, wasn’t a normal day.
Nicky almost expected Mox to turn on his heel and walk away without saying a word to him. Instead, Mox awkwardly shifted from foot to foot, eyes focusing on everywhere other than him. Perhaps Nicky had done something wrong? No. The last time that they saw each other, Mox had kissed him so sweetly that Nicky worried three words would come tumbling out of his mouth and ruin the moment. Those three stupid words that had been sitting heavily on the tip of Nicky’s tongue for the past month. 
With a steadying breath, Nicky took a step forward and pulled Mox into a tight hug. He had to stand on his toes to wrap his arms around the taller man’s neck due to the slight height difference between them. Mox went completely still. Oh, this was a mistake. For a brief second, Nicky was sure that he was going to be pushed away until he felt Mox’s arms find their natural place around his waist and, slowly, he melted into the embrace.
They stood like that, swaying in each other’s arms, for long enough that an ache bloomed in the small of Nicky’s back. One of his hands gently played with the baby hairs at the nape of Mox’s neck as a distraction from the pain. He couldn’t find it in himself to let go. Not when he buried his face in the crook of Nicky’s shoulder or as he felt the collar of his shirt become damp with Mox’s quiet tears.
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varpusvaras · 2 months
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Clones got to see a lot more of the Galaxy than what most of the regular citizens ever did.
Thire didn't think it was a privilege, absolutely not, but if there was something to be even marginally thankful about in their life, he was going to take it.
He got to see the Galaxy a bit less than most of his brothers. All of the Guard did. There were other things they had that the rest of their brothers didn't, of course. Either way, they all got to see a lot of different cultures, by either travelling all over because of campaigns, or by seeing the Galactic melting pot that was Coruscant every day.
The vode had their own culture, of course, no matter how much Thire had heard people talking about how the things they had weren't truly theirs. How all their customs really just belonged to somene else, Mandalorians or the Jedi or whoever. Another way for others to say they were just copies, Thire thought. Another way to say that they were less than every other being in the Galaxy.
Thire had stopped caring about what others said about them a long time ago. It would never stop, so it was better that way. And he knew very well what was theirs, and what belonged to nobody else than them.
Well. Some things of theirs could belong to others, as well.
He had noticed the way Senator Organa would lean down for a very quick keldabe every time Fox couldn't take his helmet off. How Senator Amidala had started to greet them by telling them how happy she was to see them alive. How General Koon carried the Wolfpacks colors on him. Little things like that, showing them who their people were.
The colors of their armors had always been one of the biggest things that showed everybody who they were and where they belonged to. The armor told you were vode. The color told your company. The patterns told who you were. The last one was extremely important for all of them, and perhaps the one thing Thire was truly jealous about when it came to the differences between the Guard and the rest of the GAR. He had seen some troopers change their designs multiple times, always tweaking them a little bit, adding patterns if they added tattoos or if they went through something defining while on the field, carrying remembrances even on their outside.
It was not really a thing for the Guard. Their armors were supposed to only show that they were Guard, and that was it. The reason the Commanders got to have a different color scheme was just so everybody could easily tell that they are the Commander, and that was it. Thire hadn't even gotten that much, since his armor was mostly identical to what the rest of the Guard wore. Getting the pattern changed now would've been almost impossible without there being some sort of repercussions.
It wasn't a big thing he wanted to do, but Thire was not going to risk it. It was just a shame that he had met Riyo only after already getting his new armor, when there had still been time for him to request any changes. It would've been just few new stripes, so he would've been able to carry just a little part of Riyo every day with him, even on the outside.
He had mentioned it to Riyo last week, as she had asked about something related to how the rest of the GAR chose their paint. He shouldn't have. She had been upset about it, telling him how it was not right, how he should be able to change the pattern if he wanted to, how all of them should, since it was much more to them than just an uniform. Thire hadn't meant to make her upset. Even if she was right. The armor was much more to them than just something they were because being a soldier required it. Thire himself spent more time in his armor than outside of it.
He had told her that it was not a big deal. It wasn't. Thire had stopped caring about little injustices like that, after all. He had had to.
Riyo had been upset a little more, and then got a look on her face, the one Thire knew meant that she was going to do something she felt was correct. Thire had also learnt by now to not to try and prevent her from doing most of those things.
He hadn't noticed it at first, looking at her on that podium. She had always worn a lot of red. It looked good on her, contrasting nicely with the color of her skin and the pale tone of her hair. Then she had requested a turn, and there had been a camera on her, and he had seen the white on her sleeves, showing of the red stripes on her arms boldly.
Thire looked at her as she spoke, the colors of the Guard on display on her for the whole Senate to see, and his face felt really warm underneath his helmet. As did his eyes, and Thire had to blink rapidly a few times for the sensation to dissipate.
Maybe...maybe he cared, after all, a little more than he had told himself until now.
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icaruspendragon · 1 year
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and when misha collins himself starts actively participating in fimmf, what then?
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micrathene-w · 3 months
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When I set him down on his new play mat and try to interest him in the toys that dangle from its soft arches, Will proves that he's also inherited a certain Weaponized Pout.
...honestly it's a lot harder to ignore, from my own child.
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xluciifer · 2 months
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Luci is Vox's number one simp.
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spiderwebd · 2 months
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hello there boombox simp mutual of mine
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hands you a little boombox
Legends say you can hear me hitting everything within my vicinity all the way to America /silly+pos
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gwyns · 3 months
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oh... OH?
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n0brainjustvibes · 6 months
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Appetite of a people pleaser by ghost and pals is possibly the most Kenzie song ever
SHIIIIIIT
YOU'RE SO RIGHT. I HAVE NOTHING MORE TO SAY. THIS IS HER
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god. fuck. god. fuck. (Absolutely transcendental song choice, and now I'm having EMOTIONS.)
I saw the title and the opening warning of ED themes and was like. brace yourself this is gonna be a good one.
"Everyone will like me more without it..."
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kayfabebabe · 11 months
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for the oc details!: 😓
Kenzy! Thank you so much for the Ask <3
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Is your OC open-minded or stubborn? Are they inquisitive or do they prefer to keep to their bubble of knowledge?
Bobbie Hodges. Bobbie is extremely open-minded which, when taking his "traditonal" upbringing in Texas into context, is a rather extraordinary fact. Although Bobbie likes sticking to his comfort zone, he does become more inquisitive about the outside world after meeting Shawn and being exposed to the wrestling industry.
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Josephine Delaney Being an independent and confident woman in the early 1880's does mean that Miss Josie is often seen as "stubborn" and "different." This belief of Josie being different is supported further by her inquisitive nature. She can often be found speaking to someone about their life experiences or reading books to expand her knowledge.
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wolfpup10 · 7 months
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Kenzi Zeigler is in this video...... Enjoy 😊😊😊
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mothmage · 18 days
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for the ask game: 💖💛💜💀
💖: What is your biggest unpopular opinion about the series?
hmm, i don't know that i have any major unpopular opinions, but i do like david talbot as a character, so that might count LMAO
💛: What is a popular ship you just can't get behind, and why?
ok get behind is kind of a stretch, bc i can be convinced to get behind anything if the right people talk it up the right way!! BUT one ship i'm just not really interested in reading about or obsessing over is armand and louis. i love them and i think they're very sweet, but they also kind of bore me. lol.
💜: Which character is way hotter than everyone else seems to think?
i think almost all the characters are canonically described as hot (i almost want to answer the reverse, who do i think is NOT as hot as described), but an underappreciated one is maybe riccardo? i think was very cute in a "could definitely have been a model if he'd been born in the 20th century and also not died so young". i think little amadeo was probably styling himself after riccardo in the way that teens often try to mirror their first crush lol
💀: If you had to choose one major character to die, who would you choose?
this is such a wild question please... i feel like there's two ways to read this, so i have two answers. which major character would i sacrifice if one of them had to go? louis (sorry. but also anne rice kind of already sniped him after qotd, so...). but which major character would i like to read about dying in an interesting scenario? kill me but actually armand, i can imagine a lot of scenarios in which armand dies for whatever reason, and i think they would be interesting to explore. that emotional little creature is so compelling to me
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faggotmox · 6 months
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soft asks to get to know people [ @anon ]
(2) what's your feel-good movie?
this is a hard one. recently been watching a lotta movies with my bf so its hard for me to think of one right now. tbh ill go with my weird "what movie i watch to make me feel better movie" which is 12 rounds 3 lockdown :) im trash ***this answer subject to change when im not so high
(4) what flower would you like to be given?
i love sunflowers a lot. i think they're beautiful & wonderful. my birth flowers are hawthorn & lily of the valley. also blue hydrangea. i also love any succulents.
(6) say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical)
physically: my eyes are really pretty, i have adorable freckles, & my thighs could kill a man. non-physical: i have a lot of compassion & empathy which is really important to me. i try to take most serious things seriously but with a little bit of a wink & a smile. i'm at least a little intelligent.
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lucienarcheron · 2 months
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obviously you remind me of elucien and your fanfics have sustained me for years but you also remind me of just... happy things. like a nice spring day or something 🩷
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Omg KENZIE!! That is so freaken sweet of you to say 😭♥️ ily!!!
tell me something that reminds them of me, anonymously or not!
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cookierunauprompts · 3 months
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holy fuck we're almost at one hundred followers
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hunters-heathen · 4 months
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You thought you could escape me for long? I always find you. No one hides from me in the Force.
HELLO??
Why did nobody tell me there was a Vader blog again and HOW DID HE FIND ME
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varpusvaras · 6 months
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6, 8, 22, 40 <333
6. Do you prefer drawing or writing?
Probably writing, these days. I did go to visual arts school for 9 years, but I have certainly shifted my focus on writing during the past few years
8. What's your favorite band/artist?
Ohhh this is a difficult one, since I very much listen to music based on feelings (for synesthesia and daydreaming or writing purposes), so I mostly have songs I enjoy. I do like how Yoko Shimomura composes, and Spotify tells me that my most listened artists are Casey Edwards, Kota Suzuki and Yoshiya Terayama (this is because I have listened to the DMC5 soundtrack on loop since 2019 lmao). Jeff Wayne's 'The War of the Worlds' is also my favorite musical ever, and The Cranberrie's Zombie my favorite song ever!
22. How much sleep did you get last night?
Around...6 hours? Though I must admit that it wasn't during last night since I slept from 7 am to 1 pm, oops.
40. Do you like the beach? Do you prefer it sunny or cloudy?
Do I like the beach? I live the beach. I am literally Ken, my job is beach aksjdjsks. But seriously I grew up on the coast in a city where you can just walk into the sea pretty much anywhere, I learned to drive a boat around 3rd grade, and we have summer houses on both islands and on a property with our own beaches (I'm making us sound super rich but one of the summer houses was built by my grandfather and the other is a little fisherman cottage in the outer archipelago my mom bought, and she intends to make the house on the beach her permanent residence). Also seriously, I went to high school that was inlands and I started to actually feel claustrophobic there. I moved back to the coast immediately after graduating lol. Also I prefer it sunny because I live in the north and cloudy means it's probably fucken wimdy and cold as well.
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