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direwombat · 9 months

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🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 - interpret as you will

send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours.

ooooh ok ok ok ok five oc impressions comin' right up! sorry this took so long i had to think about some of these (and also i paused to finally make darby a banner lol)

Syb + Micah

attractiveness:

repulsive / hideous / ugly / not attractive / unappealing / not unattractive / meh / no preference / ok / mildly attractive / nice looking / cute / adorable / attractive / pleasant on the eyes / good looking / hot / sexy / beautiful / gorgeous / hot damn / would tap that / perfect / godlike / holy fuck there are no words.

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive (occasionally) / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure (she's down if micah is!) / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals (while micah is with john and while syb is with the resistance) / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

Syb + Lilith

attractiveness:

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious (in a very sexy way) / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! (please!)/ wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship (assuming syb ultimately joins the cult):

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies (formerly) / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them (ie, they meet while syb is fighting for the resistance):

i hate them so much / i don’t like them / i don’t trust them / they annoy me / they’re weird scary / I’m indifferent / meh / they seem alright / they’re growing on me / truce / I think I like them / I like them / I’m not sure if I trust them / I trust them / they’re cool / they’re genuine / I think we’re going to get along / I really like them / I think I’m in love / oh fuck they’re hot / I love them.

current impression of them:

Jonah + Micah (apologies in advance, jonah's a little freak)

attractiveness:

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive (it's lowkey a turn-on for him) / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious (also lowkey turns him on) / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely (from an entirely realistic perspective. micah would eat him alive and no way he's trying anything with john's girl fdl;ajkfd) / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals (he is that annoying little sibling who thinks she's trying to take his brother john away from him) / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other (AT BEST tbh and any mean thing micah says about him is completely justified) / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

current impression of them:

Darby + Lore (literally all i can think is the two of them meeting on earth when darby is like. 16 and eager to try out the fake ID she made, lore clocking it and booting her from the bar, and then 5 years later darby returns to the same bar (dropped out of college and working as an elevator operator/unauthorized mechanic at some ritzy hotel) and lore always carding her just becomes an inside joke. one that continues if/when they meet up again in halcyon)

attractiveness:

personality (please note that darby is a chaos gremlin:

grating / irritating / frustrating (if lore tries to stop darby from doing something dumb) / boring (if lore doesn't entertain darby's more destructive shenanigans) / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends (would 100% have sex with lore just to rile up the good vicar (her favorite pass-time)) / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends (maybe?) / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

current impression of them:

Stefano + Bright

attractiveness:

personality (they've only just met so he doesn't have much to go off yet, but!):

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them (a very funny question since as long as it passes the harkness test and everyone's consenting, stefano will have sex with just about anything/anyone):

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure (basically, if bright was down, he'd be down but absolutely zero worries if not) / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other (at least he thinks so, thus far) / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

current impression of them:

n/a since we're still in first impression stage :)

#look. my reasoning for there being a certain amount of tension between micah and syb #is highly influenced by how 1) syb was staunchly resistance for a long time #and 2) micah doesn't like jacob and syb doesn't like john #so there is a little bit of distrust there as well #but i imagine they'd get along /better/ after syb joins the cult #because like. loyalties aside. i feel like syb and micah would get along fairly well #syb would be so in over her head dealing with lilith it's kind of adorable #and fdljadf i'm so sorry micah for jonah being a little creep. it's just that he's a little creep #i think lore and darby could be fun but lore strikes me as /significantly/ more emotionally mature than darby is #so there might be some personality clash there #but darby would totally think lore is cool #and stefano is looking forward to potentially learning more about katya's new friends #micah hale #lilith mallory #lore jameson #bright #oc: deputy sybille la roux #oc: jonah seed #oc: darby wells #oc: stefano vestri

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agena87 · 1 year

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You know what? I think 9 renders is enough for a series.

Anyway, here’s the stupid stuff I’ve being working on this past two days. I wonder who’d win. Who would you vote for?

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My votes: Windenburg: 12 points Glimmerbrook: 10 points Willow Creek: 8 points

(part 2 - part 3)

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sporkkles-irl · 1 year

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how to advertise fangan ?

#sporkklesart #killinggate #sporks ocs #oc #original character #not my ocs #uyu toseuteu #augustine mallory paragrine #claramay 'lev' ai #hinako duran #ebou manneh #lilith asclepias #maisy montoya #ota shizukawa #rei blair #nazra binte bujang #roku natsuchuu #nemu akuma

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inafieldofdaisies · 9 months

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🖤🖤🖤 - however you'd like to interpret, whoever and as many/few as you want <3

send 🖤 and my character will answer about yours.

Cal -> Lilith (they're the "it's complicated" status incarnated 🫣)

attractiveness:

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

never in a million years / worst of enemies / enemies / rivals / indifferent / neutral / acquaintance / friendly toward each other / casual friends / friends / good friends / best friends / fuck buddies / bosom buddies / practically the same person / would die for them / true friends / my only friend.

first impression of them:

current impression of them:

Les -> Micah (also known as Leslie has a death wish but at least he'd go out in style 🕺)

attractiveness:

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

first impression of them:

current impression of them:

Mer -> Lilith (imagine those two meeting ☠️)

attractiveness:

personality:

grating / irritating / frustrating / boring / confusing at best / awkward / unreasonable / psychotic / disturbing / interesting / engaging / affectionate / aggressive / ambitious / anxious / artistic / bad tempered / bossy / charismatic / appealing / unappealing / creative / courageous / dependable / unreliable / unpredictable / predictable / devious / dim / extroverted / introverted / egotistical / gregarious / fabulous / impulsive / intelligent / sympathetic / talkative / up beat / peaceful / calming / badass / flexible.

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending / fuck no! / never / no way / not likely / not sure / indifferent / I’m asexual / maybe / probably / it depends / fairly likely / likely / yeah sure / yes / would tap that / hell yes / fuck yes! / wishing that could happen right now / as many times as possible / we are already having sex.

level of friendship:

first impression of them:

current impression of them:

#ty for the ask <3 #oc: calahan hartley #oc: mercedes “mercy” sibley #oc: leslie parish #ask prompt #ask ocs #oc asks #ask game #character reference #oc game #oc questions #oc: micah hale #oc: lilith mallory

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namesetc · 1 year

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feminine names that give fancy evil vibes?

abigale/abigail, arachne, azula, avarice, arice

bellatrix, beryl

callisto, camilla/camila, camela, carmilla, cruella, catherine

daenerys, drusilla, diana/dianna

ebony, estelle, estella, ellaria, evanora, elizabeth, elysium

gwendolyn, gweneth/gwyneth

katherine, kathline

lilith, lorelai/lorelei, lydia

morrisa/morissa, marissa, morgan, morgana, maleficent, mallory

nymerah, nymeria, nerissa/narissa, natasha, nashandra, natalia

octavia, ophelia, olympia

pandora

ramona

scarlet/scarlett, sierra, selene, sindel/syndel, sophia/sofia

tremaine, talia, thalia, tanya

ursula, umbrielle

villanelle, villanella, victoria, veronica

yelena, yolonda/yolanda, ymir

if none of these fit feel free to request again. imo some slavic girls names can work really well as feminine villain names ^^

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spoopydooblr · 1 month

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Demons | Chapter 1

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: descriptions of sex work, sexual violence, sexual themes, mental illness, eventual smut (!)

AN: omggggggggg so anyways….here’s ch 1! get excited y’all!!! please do let me know what you think! comments and likes keep me writing lol

Lilith Murphy was running late. So late that her boss at Super Girlz even noticed.

“You’re on in ten, Murph.” He grumbled, barely looking up at her as she entered the back office.

“Sorry, won’t happen again.” She breathed, pushing past him. They both knew it would definitely happen again.

Her manager grunted in response, staring down at his nude magazine.

Lili made her way to the dressing room, smiling curtly to the other girls as she made her way to a chair. She wasn’t really close with any of them—Lili preferred to stay on the outside. It was safest there.

The reflection in the mirror was a sore sight—her red hair was a mess and she still had last night’s makeup on. Smudges of black lined her eyes while leftover glitter stuck to her cheeks. She took a makeup wipe from her bag and wiped her face, preparing it for another night of heavy makeup and sparkles.

The routine was the same every night now. Lili was basically nocturnal at this point, her sleep schedule a mess and social life nonexistent. But she had to be there, it was the only way to survive after escaping Sage Grove.

It was hard for Lili to believe it had been over a year since the facility got broken into by some randos. She had been stuck there for years, enduring endless pain and torture because of the abilities she possessed.

Now wasn’t much different, though. The endless pain and torture didn’t stop, even now that she was free.

She was so used to pain she felt numb.

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“Are you sure this is it?” Hughie asked as Billy pulled the car up to a dark alleyway.

“This the address Mallory gave me.” He grumbled, done with Hughie’s shit.

Hughie felt a shiver down his spine. They were in the middle of a bad neighborhood, about to walk down an alleyway.

“And you’re sure she’s here?”

“What I just tell ya? She’s here.”

Hughie gulped as Butcher led the way into the alley. Black clouds looked over the city. They reached a locked metal door, to which Billy banged on.

A disgruntled man swung the door open.

“Password?”

Hughie looked expectantly to Billy.

“Sixty-nine.” He said.

The man nodded and led them inside a dark room.

“The girls start in five.” He told them, pressing a button and opening another, more heavy door.

Inside, pink and purple lights filled the dark space. Supes were all over, sitting at the bar and on luxurious couches.

“What is this place?” Hughie whispered to Butcher.

“You never been to a supe club before, kid?”

He shook his head. Billy chuckled, looking around. “You ever been to a regular club?”

Hughie laughed nervously. “Um, no.”

“Well, maybe if yer lucky, one of these broads will give ya a wank.”

“I don’t know if I—“ Hughie started, hesitating when the lights started to go down.

“Stay close.” Billy said, walking towards a stage in the middle of the room. It was crowded, but they were able to find room towards the front.

“Butcher, I don’t know if we have time to watch the dancers—“

“Would ya fucking shut it, Hughie?”

“But where’s…uh…where is she?”

Billy didn’t have time to answer as music erupted from the speakers.

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“Are you ready?” A voice boomed from the stage. A twinky-looking EmCee had appeared.

The crowd erupted, the men almost feral for the girls that were about to come out.

“Introducing…the Super Girlz!”

The crowd once again went nuts, hooting and hollering.

Hughie looked at Billy, who kept his eyes on the stage, smirking. Work could sometimes have a little play, right?

The lights went off and everything was black. Hughie wondered if they had stumbled into the wrong place.

Pink lights flooded the stage as three girls stepped into view. They were all clad in lingerie, barely covering their asses. The men around them were practically frothing at the mouth.

Rap music started to play and the three girls began their routine, but something was missing. It was almost like they were waiting for someone. They shook their asses in a line, staring seductively into the crowd.

From the behind the stage curtain, a long, pink tongue appeared, snaking around the girls. The tongue licked one of the dancers on the cheek and she grinned.

A man next to Hughie hollered at the girls. It was all so, so weird. Who was the owner of this tongue?

Suddenly, the tongue snapped back into the curtain. The purple fabric was pushed to the side and a new girl appeared.

“Is that…” Hughie whispered.

Billy just smiled, keeping his eyes on the girl with the tongue. He had never seen her in person—just her mugshot in the file Mallory had given him. She was beautiful, of course, but he wasn’t expecting her to be that beautiful. And that body…

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Lili stepped out of the curtains, her heart audibly beating. All of the Supes around her could probably hear it.

It was so embarrassing to be nervous every show, but she couldn’t help it. One, she was on the run, and two, it was scary to be naked in front of randos.

Her outfit tonight was an all black bikini, contrasting her fellow dancers’ pink sets. The bottoms were definitely too small and the top barely covered her nipples, but Lili didn’t mind. Less clothes was equal to more tips.

The men in front of the stage cheered for her, sticking out their tongues. It was something her regulars did, thinking she would appreciate the solidarity. She didn’t.

Lili started her routine, dancing along with the other girls and showing off her twisty tongue. She had told her boss that elastic tongue was her only ability, which he was fine with. The other girls barely had powers in the first place. If only they knew who she really was.

Each girl took their turn doing a small solo for the men, grabby hands pushing dollars into their underwear.

Lili stretched her tongue in her mouth, moving her hips to the beat.

When it was her turn, she let her tongue fly, the pink thing seemingly having a mind of its own. The men yelled, begging for it to touch them. She smirked, letting her tongue lick at her own thighs as she knelt, ass out.

Her hands went up to cup her tits, swinging her head around, letting her bright hair flow.

The crowd was getting crazier, as they usually did, but she didn’t mind. It was easy money.

Hands reached out to her, stuffing one’s into her bra. Lili smiled seductively, her tongue also grabbing dollars out of the air.

She was almost done with her routine when she saw a large, strong hand reaching with a twenty.

Lili looked up, mostly expecting some old, rich creep. Instead, her blood ran cold.

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Sage Grove, 1 year ago

Lili sat in a damp, cold room. They had just done one of their “sessions”, which was basically just legal torture. The doctors at Sage Grove had specific instructions for her, because of her background. She was apparently too powerful for V experiments. Instead, the doctors at the facility did the opposite, pumping her full of V Inhibitor to control her powers. She felt weak and tired all the time, her once great powers pouring out of her like blood.

She sat on the icy floor, wishing that tomorrow would be the day that the V finally killed her.

Suddenly, sirens wailed from outside. The door to her room opened, but no one was there. Carefully, she got up and walked to the doorway, eyes widening at what she saw.

Patients ran through the halls, their various powers surging. Lili smiled, she was finally free.

She sprinted down the hallway, unsure if her powers would even work. The V Inhibitor was still in her system, slowing her down.

The front of the facility was open, with patients causing chaos all over. She could’ve probably beat the shit out of anyone there, but that would make her more of a target than she already was.

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The minute the grass touched her feet, Lili felt like she was home already. Not that she had a home, but if she did. She pondered her next move, the idea of a home on her mind as she ran through the forest.

Then gunshots rang in her ears. Lili ran to the nearest tree, hiding behind it as she searched for the origin of the sound. Fifty feet away, one of her friends lay on the ground, bullet holes in his chest. She gasped, looking to the assailant. A man in a Hawaiian shirt held a smoking AK. Next to him was a blonde woman who kind of looked like Starlight.

No, no. That was Starlight.

What was she doing at Sage Grove with a mysterious gunman?

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Lili couldn’t forget a face.

Like literally. Her brain was so powerful she remembered most things.

The face of the man in front of her was the same as the gunman from Sage Grove. Sure, he was hot, but he murdered a kid. Why was he, and the twink next to him, at Super Girlz?

Lili took the money from him, shoving it in her bra and backing up.

He stared her down like she was some kind of prey.

Lili turned, her nerves almost ruining the other dancer’s routine. She had to go. Now.

The dance was almost over and sure, her boss would be mad she left, but Lili was in danger. Even if the guy didn’t want to kill her, he was surely being followed. The Seven had their ways.

Lili left the stage, her stilettos clicking on the floor as she ran to the dressing room.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…” she mumbled, trying to grab her clothes and bag. She couldn’t be on the run in lingerie.

“Well, well, well, look what we have ‘ere.” A British accent perked her ears. Lili turned, heart dropping.

“Who are you?” She pushed. “What the fuck do you want from me?”

Billy looked her up and down, eyes lingering a little too much on her tits.

“Just a little chat, right Hughie?” He motioned to the skinny man next to him.

“Uh, uh yeah.”

“Whatever you want from me, I don’t have it.”

Butcher took a step closer. “We don’t want nothing from ya, love. Just a little help, that’s all.”

“Help?”

Billy smirked. “I got a tip that a little lassie gave Homelander a run for his money few years ago.”

Fuck. Lili’s body went rigid. Her mouth dried. “Well then you got the wrong girl.”

Butcher laughed. He got even closer.

“Nah. I think we got ‘er right here.” He stared into her eyes. If she wasn’t on the run, she’d consider it a tender moment.

Billy paused. “Eh, Demoness?”

The nickname stung her like a fucking wasp.

“Don’t call me that.” She spat.

“Ah, there’s the spunk!” Billy turned to Hughie.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“M’ sorry love, how rude of me.” He stepped forward, again. “I’m Billy Butcher, and this here,” he clapped the twink on the shoulder. “This is Hughie Campbell.”

“Okay, and?” Lili looked past the men and to the door. “How the fuck did you find me?”

“Not hard when ya stripping around in ya knickers and using that tongue of yours.”

Rude, but true. Lili shivered, crossing her arms in front of her breasts. She was still practically naked. Again, Butcher’s gaze lingered a bit too long.

“You two enjoy the show?” She spit back, turning to grab her clothes.

“Eh, seen better.” Butcher replied. Hughie looked uncomfortable.

Lili scoffed. “Sure.” She rummaged through her bag, desperate to cover up. “Doesn’t matter anymore, though, does it?”

Butcher was silent. Lili took a step towards him, almost as tall as him with her heels. “When The Seven finds me, which they will, no thanks to you, they will kill me.”

“That’s why we’re here first, love.”

Lili almost pressed her thighs together at the nickname. “And what makes you think I’ll come with you?”

Billy laughed. “You got anotha option?”

Lili thought for a second. She really didn’t have another option, but Billy and Hughie were still suspicious to her. How did they find out about her in the first place?

“I—“ she started, but before she could get the words out, the door to the dressing room burst open.

For the second time that night, Lili’s blood ran cold. In the doorway stood The Deep.

“Lilith!” He said, seemingly relieved to see her.

Frankly, Lili was too stunned to speak.

“Ah, how nice of you to join us!” Billy said, standing in front of Lili. She didn’t expect him to try and protect her. “Looks like you were searchin’ for the little lady here too.”

He looked past Billy. “I’ve been worried sick about you!”

Lili rolled her eyes. “I’m fine, Kevin.”

Billy looked back to Lili, giving her a questioning look.

“N-no you’re not! Look at you, Lil!” He motioned to her bra and panties. “Why didn’t you find me when you escaped?”

Something inside of her snapped. After the years and years of torture, she was finally free. There was nothing holding her back from finally showing The Deep what she was made of. No Homelander watching over her or power inhibitors.

“You don’t fucking own me.” She spat.

“But, but I thought—“

“You fucking raped me, Kevin!”

Billy turned to Lili, then to The Deep.

Lili could hear his heartbeat pick up.

“The fuck ‘e talking about, Lili?”

She ignored him. Fight now, traumatic backstory later.

“I did not!” The Deep wined. “Why does everyone say that?”

“Maybe because yer a fuckin serial rapist bastard, ever think about tha?”

Lili felt her hands get hot. Oh no. She hadn’t felt her powers in a long time. The energy surged through her body, lighting her nerves up. Her heartbeat rang in her ears. There was no doubt The Deep could hear it, too.

“Lili, please.” He begged her. “Come back with me.”

“Never.”

“Please?” He pouted.

“The lady said no, Kevin.” Billy smirked, stepping towards The Deep.

They stared each other down. Lili didn’t know if Billy or Hughie were Supes. If they weren’t, it was going to be up to her to defeat The Deep. Her hands heated up more.

“Kevin.” She said, pushing past Billy. “You need to go.”

“Lilith—“

“Now!” She yelled, hands lighting on fire. Long, pointed fingernails grew from her fingers. Her eyelids flickered, revealing blood red irises, contrasting to her usual ocean blue.

Billy lunged back, but was unsurprised by her power. He must’ve read her file.

She spoke through new, pointed teeth, with a deeper, more ominous voice.

“If you don’t leave, I’m going to have to fucking kill you.” She couldn’t help the way she was feeling. After years and years of repressing her powers and taking the V Inhibitor, Demoness was back.

“Lili, baby—“ The Deep had only seen her powers once, ten years ago.

Lili opened her mouth, half expecting her tongue to slide out like a big joke. Instead, she breathed fire, flames shooting out of her mouth.

The Deep barely got out of the way before the fire scorched him. He fell to the ground.

“Fuck! What the fuck!”

“Get out!” She yelled.

The Deep scrambled up, grabbing the door handle.

“And Kevin,” Lili smiled with her fangs. “Do tell Homelander I’m back,” she looked to Billy, then back to The Deep. “Tell him I’m coming for him.”

Billy smiled to Hughie, who looked terrified. Lili forgot he was even there.

“Y-you can’t defeat him. He’s too powerful.”

Lili laughed, entire body in flames now. “Well a girl can try, right?”

“Lili—“

“No. Fuck you. Get out!” She shot fire from her hands, burning his skin.

The Deep crawled away, leaving an ablaze Lili with Billy and Hughie.

“Fuck.” She whispered, the fire on her body dying out. It was exhausting being a supe. Lili felt her body relax, but the relief was too much and she faltered, barely able to catch herself.

“Haven’t used those powers in a minute, huh?” Butcher grabbed her shoulder.

Lili’s eyelids fluttered. She was not going to pass out in front of a sexy older man.

“Uhh—“

“Here.” Butcher shrugged off his long black coat. “Don’t want ya lookin like a whore when ya meet the boys.”

He said that, though she could tell he would rather have her in her underwear (or nothing at all).

The boys?

#billy butcher x oc #billy butcher x reader #billy butcher #the boys

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sslowdeathh · 2 months

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✦ Aiko Tanaka (Oyasumi Punpun) ;

Names, pronouns, and titles. Requested by anonymous. Suicide mention under the cut.

We struggled with this one, so please forgive us if these don't fit the character :,(

✦✦✦ Names ;

Lovie. Joy. Mallory. Dáinn. Eros. Adore. Rose. Sade. Éta[í]n. Bécuma. Alas. Derdriu. Líadan. Nienor. Ciarán. Mara. Naenia. Amor[a]. Caress. Dýrunn. Cessair. Lilith. Éada. Cain. Cér. Killian. Máel. Lorelei. Manea. Donn. Merripen.

✦✦✦ Pronouns ;

Love loves. Sor sorrow. Unfor unfortunate. Luv luvr. Cu cult. Ha hate hatred. Heart heart. Pity pities. Love sick. Lovesick lovesicks. Re remorse. Ad adore. Greif grieves. Satisfy satisfied.

✦✦✦ Titles ;

The lovestruck. The loverboy / lovergirl. Her yearning for understanding. The regretful one. The girl that died. The girl that took her life. The temporary model. The lifeless one. Her fear of abandonment. The misunderstood one. The unknown girl.

she her, girl / one, or any other term can be replaced or removed

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thatbiologist · 1 year

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G’eth Character Name Bank

First Names

Masculine Names

Alfred, Andrew, Arlo, Arthur, Balthazar, Barry, Ben, Benedick, Bernard, Burchard, Cedric, Charibert, Crispin, Cyrill, Daegal, Derek, Digory, Drustan, Duncan, Edmund, Edwin, Elric, Evaine, Frederick, Geffery, George, Godfreed, Gregory, Guy, Harris, Harry, Horsa, Hugh, Humphrey, Iago, Jack, Jeremy, John, Kazamir, Kenric, Lawrence, Leoric, Lorik, Luke, Lynton, Lysander, Madoc, Magnus, Maukolum, Micheal, Miles, Milhouse, Mordred, Mosseus, Ori, Orvyn, Neville, Norbert, Nycolas, Paul, Percival, Randulf, Richard, Robert, Roderick, Stephen, Tennys, Theodoric, Thomas, Tristan, Tybalt, Victor, Vincent, Vortimer, Willcock, Willian, Wymond

Feminine Names

Adelin, Alice, Amelia, Beatrix, Beryl, Bogdana, Branwyne, Brigida, Catalina, Catherine, Claudia, Crystina, Deanna, Desdemona, Elaine, Elinora, Eliza, Enide, Eva, Ferelith, Fiora, Freya, Gertrude, Gregoria, Gueanor, Gwen, Gwendolyn, Hannah, Hegelina, Helen, Helga, Heloise, Henrietta, Igraine, Imogen, Jacquelyn, Jane, Jean, Jenny, Jill, Juliana, Juliet, Katie, Leela, Lettice, Lilibet, Lilith, Lucy, Luthera, Luz, Lyra, Malyna, Margherita, Marion, Meryl, Millie, Miranda, Molle, Morgana, Morgause, Nezetta, Nina, Novella, Olwen, Oriana, Oriolda, Osanna, Pamela, Petra, Philippa, Revna, Rohez, Rosalind, Rose, Sallie, Sarra, Serphina, Sif, Simona, Sophie, Thomasine, Tiffany, Ursula, Viola, Winifred, Yrsa, Ysabella, Yvaine, Zelda, Zillah

Gender-Neutral/Unisex Names

Adrian, Alex, Aiden, Arden, Ariel, Auden, Avery, Bailey, Blaire, Blake, Brett, Breslin, Caelan, Cadain, Cameron, Charlie, Dagon, Dana, Darby, Darra, Devon, Drew, Dylan, Evan, Felize, Fenix, Fernley, Finley, Glenn, Gavyn, Haskell, Hayden, Hunter, Jace, Jaime, Jesse, Jo, Kai, Kane, Karter, Kieran, Kylin, Landon, Leslie, Mallory, Marin, Meritt, Morgan, Nell, Noel, Oakley, Otzar, Paris, Peregrine, Quant, Quyn, Reagan, Remy, Robin, Rowan, Ryan, Sam, Samar, Sasha, Sloan, Stace, Tatum, Teegan, Terrin, Urbain, Vahn, Valo, Vick, Wallace, Waverly, Whitney, Yardley, Yarden, Zasha

Surnames

Surnames, Patrilineal - First Name (Patrilineal Surname)

Ace, Allaire, Appel, Arrow, Baker, Bamford, Barnard, Beckett, Berryann, Blakewood, Blanning, Bigge, Binns, Bisby, Brewer, Brickenden, Brooker, Browne, Buller, Carey, Carpenter, Carter, Cheeseman, Clarke, Cooper, Ead, Elwood, Emory, Farmer, Fish, Fisher, Fitzroy, Fletcher, Foreman, Foster, Fuller, Galahad, Gerard, Graves, Grover, Harlow, Hawkins, Hayward, Hill, Holley, Holt, Hunter, Jester, Kerr, Kirk, Leigh, MacGuffin, Maddock, Mason, Maynard, Mercer, Miller, Nash, Paige, Payne, Pernelle, Raleigh, Ryder, Scroggs, Seller, Shepard, Shore, Slater, Smith, Tanner, Taylor, Thatcher, Thorn, Tilly, Turner, Underwood, Vaughan, Walter, Webb, Wilde, Wood, Wren, Wyatt, Wynne

Surnames, Townships in G’eth - First Name of (Location)

Abelforth, Argent Keep, Barrow Springs, Barrowmere, Bedford, Brunhelm, Bumble, Casterfalls, Dunbridge, Falmore Forest, Folk’s Bounty, Frostmaid, Fulstad, Heller’s Crossing, Hertfordshire, Humberdale, Inkwater, Little Avery, Marrowton, Mistfall, Mistmire, Morcow, Necropolis-on-Sea, Otherway, Parsendale, Piddlehinton, Port Fairwind, Redcastle, Ransom, Rutherglen, Saint Crois, Tanner’s Folly, Tavern’s Point, Wilmington

Surnames, Geographical Locations in G’eth - First Name of the (Location)

Cove of Calamity, Deep Woods of Falmore, Eastern Isles, Eastern Mountains, Foothills, Frozen Peak, Lakes, Maegor Cobblestones, Northern Mountains, Southern Isle, Tangle, West Coast, Wild Wild Woods, Woods of Angarad

Surnames, Nickname - First Name the (Something)

Bald, Bastard, Bear, Bearded, Big, Bird, Bold, Brave, Broken, Butcher, Bruiser, Careless, Caring, Charitable, Clever, Clumsy, Cold, Confessor, Coward, Crow, Cyclops, Devious, Devoted, Dog, Dragonheart, Dreamer, Elder, Faithful, Fearless, Fey, Fool, Friend, Generous, Giant, Goldheart, Goldfang, Gouty, Gracious, Great, Hag, Handsome, Hawk, Honest, Huge, Humble, Hungry, Hunter, Innocent, Ironfist, Ironside, Keeper, Kind, Lesser, Liar, Lionheart, Little, Loyal, Magical, Mercenary, Merchant, Messenger, Old, Orphan, Pale, Polite, Poet, Poor, Prodigy, Prophet, Proud, Reliable, Romantic, Rude, Selfish, Sellsword, Scab, Scholar, Shield, Shy, Singer, Sirrah, Slayer, Slug, Small, Stoneheart, Swift, Tadde, Talented, Tart, Tenacious, Timid, Tiny, Tough, Traveller, Trusted, Truthful, Viper, Wizard, Wolf, Wyrm

#oxventure #DnD 5e #character creation #name bank #5e

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tearsfortheyouth · 11 months

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OBSESSION - Steve Kemp, Part One

Oh lord help me, what did I get myself into. Here’s a multi-part Steve Kemp fic that’s been on my mind for a while.

Five months into her best friend’s disappearance, (Y/N) meets someone new, and for the first time in months she feels as if she can finally breathe again. She never thought she’d become the newest obsession of a charming psychopathic cannibal.

- WARNING(S): NON-CON/DUB-CON, grief, drug abuse, kidnapping, Steve Kemp is a red flag himself, cannibalism, manipulation, blood

I hurried down the busy sidewalk, my hand gripping a thin piece of fabric as I shoved through people. “Sorry!” I called behind me as I accidentally collided with someone’s shoulder, sending the man an apologetic smile.

The crispy morning air nipped at my nose, my cheeks a gentle red. My lips were chapped, the chilly autumn air kissing them harshly. Finally, I reached her destination, and I swung open the door, the bell chiming from above me.

The smell of coffee filled the air, and I inhaled, breathing heavily as I moved behind the counter, muttering an apology to my store manager.

The older woman studied me. “Thanks for deciding to grace us with your presence,” she dryly quipped, her eyes flicking back down towards the milk she was currently steaming.

“I’m sorry, Mallory,” I breathed, tying my long hair into a messy ponytail. “I slept past my alarm.” Quickly, I wrapped my black apron around my waist, tying it into a neat bow behind my back.

Mallory hummed, unamused, before calling out the name of the customer, placing the finished beverage onto the handoff counter. She turned to face me, a thin eyebrow raised. “This is the fourth time this month, (Y/N). You can’t keep doing this. You were scheduled almost an hour ago.”

I winced slightly, my lip tucked between my teeth. “I’m supposed to get my medicine tomorrow. I swear it won't happen again.”

Mallory nodded as I got to work with another order, placing a croissant into the oven. From behind me, I could feel her gaze burning a hole into the back of my head. I ignored her, my gaze focused on the pastry in the oven.

“Have the nightmares gotten any better?” She asked carefully, a sympathetic smile tugging at her lips.

I remained silent, bagging up the croissant and calling out the name. “It doesn’t matter, Mallory,” I quickly brushed off, sending her a quick warning glance.

Mallory was silent, a sigh escaping her. “Okay.” She wiped off the counter with a washcloth, cleaning the spilt coffee from the rush earlier. “Well, I’ll be in the back getting some stuff done. Call me if you need me.”

I nodded quickly, sending her a small smile. She disappeared through the door, and I let out a shaky sigh.

Sleeping at night wasn’t the easiest. Since the day she had disappeared, the nightmares hadn’t ceased. The day she disappeared, the color seemed to drain from my world. It had been five months — five long months. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. Hell, I couldn’t even close her eyes without seeing her youthful face, her eyes filled with the rarest kind of joy. Happiness like that didn’t exist anymore, not in anyone. But Lilith wasn’t just anyone. She was my sister, my best friend, my savior. She was everything to me.

I didn’t want to believe she was gone and never coming back. I didn’t want to accept a life without her light. A life without her was a life of loneliness, a life of misery and suffering that she wanted no part of.

After the first month of Lilith being missing, it seemed as if the city forgot about her. She was just another woman in a city of millions. Hundreds of people go missing every year, and Lilith was no exception. It seemed as if those who knew me were walking on eggshells, afraid to bring it up.

It was as if she no longer existed.

Lilith Marie had been forgotten. No family, no friends, she was an outsider.

She was an outsider — she was like me.

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Four hours into my shift, the coffee shop had begun to settle down as customers began to hurry to their jobs. It had been a minute since someone had ordered. To not seem like I was standing around, I carefully wiped at the counter, the washcloth damp against my skin.

My black shirt had since been stained with powder from the pastries, caramel drizzle and coffee stains painting my pants in patterns.

Knowing the slow pace of the shop was only temporary, I set the rag down with a sigh, beginning to stock the fridges with milks and other ingredients I would need to make it through another rush.

Just as I was placing a new almond milk jug into the fridge, the bell rang, signaling that a customer had walked in.

I turned, bumping the fridge door shut with my hip before making my way to the counter, my eyes on the small tablet to take orders. “Hi,” I greeted monotonously, forcing a smile on my tired face. “What can I get started for you?”

Glancing up, blue eyes met my own. A man stood tall on the other side of the counter, a charming smile tugging at his pink lips. “Good morning,” he smiled, a hand coming to rub at his chin.

He was a good looking man—a shockingly handsome man, even. His eyes seemed to glance right through me, dark hair adorning his face. He was older, maybe a good six or seven years older than myself, but it didn’t take away from his attractiveness. In fact, being older seemed to suit him.

I found myself staring for too long, and I blushed slightly, my eyes falling back down to the iPad in my hand.

“Wait a minute,” he began, leaning forward slightly as he gazed at me carefully. “Do I know you?”

My brows furrowed, and I looked back up at him. Did I know him? He didn’t seem familiar, though it wasn’t like I spoke to anyone anyways.

Slowly, I shook my head, my lips parting. “Um, I don’t think so?” I stated, confusion laced in my voice. “I don’t recognize you.”

His eyes examined me a bit further now, his dark brows knitted closely together as he thought. Finally, he seemed to come to a conclusion, and his eyes lit up slightly. “You ran into me this morning.”

I blushed further, the memory of accidentally shoulder-checking someone replaying in my head. Dear god, I thought to myself, embarrassment filling me.

“I am so sorry, I was late to work and was kind of in a hurry,” I quickly defended myself, trying to save myself from further embarrassment.

He chuckled at my words, his hand held out in a surrendering manner. “Don’t worry,” he replied, a smile on his handsome face. “Been there done that many times before.”

A sigh of relief escaped me, and I let out an awkward laugh, a hand coming to brush a flour-coated strand of hair away from my face.

“Besides, I can’t complain about a pretty barista literally KO-ing me on the streets. I’m livin’ the dream,” he joked, and I could feel my cheeks growing hot.

Male attention was slightly foreign to me. I had been an awkward kid all my childhood, and I didn’t start getting male attention until I had graduated college. It felt…strange to be flirted with.

“I really am sorry about that,” I said quickly, a nervous laugh falling from my lips. I didn’t know what to say other than apologize.

I felt warm under his gaze, and I wiped my palms on my apron once more.

He waved my words off. “Don’t worry about it. As I said, livin’ the dream.” He smiled. “I’ll take a large black coffee.”

Quickly, I punched in his order. “Did you want any cream or sugar in there?”

“No thanks. The bitter taste wakes me up,” he explained, pulling his wallet out of his pocket.

I hummed at his reply, telling him the price and taking his card. Quietly, I asked for his name, to which he told me “Steve.”

Steve.

“It’ll be out in just a second,” I told him simply, and he held a thumbs up, sending me a smile as he took a seat at one of the tables.

Steve seemed nice.

I was quick to make his coffee, careful to not splash the hot liquid onto my skin as I poured it into a cup. Setting it onto the handoff counter, I called his name. Quickly, he came to the counter, striding towards his coffee and picking it up.

“Thank you…” he trailed off, his brows knitted together.

“(Y/N),” I told him, smiling softly at the man.

He said my name quietly, as if seeing how the name felt on his tongue. “(Y/N)…” he smiled, nodding his head. “Thank you, (Y/N).”

And just like that, he was gone.

I stared at his retreating figure, feeling somewhat confused and embarrassed. He strode from my eyesight outside, disappearing down the block.

“Hmm..” I hummed, brows furrowed.

“Who was that?’ Mallory’s voice sounded from behind me, and I jumped slightly at the sudden noise. Turning towards her, I rolled my eyes.

“No one. Can I take my lunch break now?”

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It was late when I returned home to my apartment. The night had settled in, blackening the streets and casting an eerie glow into my small apartment.

Closing the door behind me, I locked it, a tired sigh escaping me.

My apartment was small, but it was enough. I had made it into a cozy home, and it was certainly mine.

Setting my keys onto the table, I took out my ponytail, letting my long hair fall to my waist.

Though I was exhausted, I knew I wouldn’t get much sleep tonight.

It was the same thing every night: turn on the lights, feed the cat, lay in bed, and stare up at the ceiling.

Sighing, I went into my bathroom, silent as I began to run a bath. As I waited for the water to fill the bath, I undressed myself, rinsing my face with the cold water of the sink.

Looking into the mirror, I frowned slightly, my pink lips pouted. Slowly, I forced herself to smile, watching as my lips turned upwards.

I cringed.

My smile no longer reached my eyes. It was as if my eyes had lost all life, like a fog had clouded them. My smile dropped, and I bit my cheek in disappointment.

I missed being happy. I longed to feel something again, and yet no matter how hard I tried, nothing worked. It was like an empty void had taken hold of me and everyday, it felt as if I were falling further and further into the ocean of depression.

Running a hand through my hair, I moved it so it was out of my face before stepping away from the counter.

Turning the hot water off, I silently climbed in, skin burning from the heat. The burning soon melted away, being replaced with instant warmth that flooded through my bones. It was like a warm blanket had engulfed me, comforting me.

Ever since the disappearance, I had found comfort in the nightly baths.

Opening my eyes to stare at the ceiling, I let my head rest on the rim of the tub, a breath escaping my lips.

When my bath was over, I dressed myself, my cat meowing loudly as she begged me to feed her. I leaned over, smiling softly and giving her a pet. “Are you hungry, my love?”

She stared up at me and meowed, and I giggled, giving her some kitty food before returning back to my room. It was almost midnight now, and I yawned, throwing myself tiredly onto the bed in the middle of my room.

A few minutes later, as my cat curled up on my pillow beside my head, my blinking began to slow, and finally, I drifted into a light sleep.

Unfortunately, the nightmares were quick to follow.

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A week came and went, and then another, and another, and soon, autumn turned into winter.

The medication achieved its goal of helping me sleep, and it kept the nightmares at bay. Since the day I had picked them up, I hadn’t dreamt. Soon, it became easier to close my eyes without seeing her face.

Lilith no longer haunted my body, mind and soul. Though she had left a scar, a clear indication that she had been there, it was getting easier to breathe.

Lilith would always be with me, for my heart was filled with her and her alone. But for the first time in months, my heart had become my own once more.

I was working an evening shift at the coffee shop today, sweeping up the floors and ridding it of the coffee grounds that seemed to plague it. It had been a partially slow day, and Mallory had gone home early to be with her children for the holidays. Christmas was a week from today, and though the streets of New York were bustling with last minute shoppers, the coffee shop I worked at had been the exception.

Dumping the dustpan into the trash, I heaved an annoyed sigh. The trash was filled to the brim.

Taking advantage of the completely empty coffee shop, I decided to take it out, tying the plastic into a knot and lifting it from the bin. Making my way outside, the chilly air licked at my skin, goosebumps rising as I strode to the dumpster a couple yards away. It was dark outside, and it was almost time to close up the coffee shop.

The trash was heavy, and I was just barely able to hold it up to my hips. My breathing blew up into puffs of smoke, the gravel beneath my feet crunching as I hurried to the dumpster.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” A voice called from behind me, and I jumped, a scream escaping my chapped lips.

“Fuck,” I breathed, my eyes wide as they met a pair of icy blue ones.

The man before me was the very same one who stood in the coffee shop weeks ago, the same man who I had bumped into on the streets that morning — and yet, for the life of me, I couldn’t remember his name.

“Sorry! Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he chuckled, catching up to me. Seeing I was struggling to carry the trash bag, he quickly reached out to help me. “Here, I got it.”

Before I could protest, he had grabbed the bag from me, his strong arms easily lifting it up. I blinked, muttering a quiet thank you, feeling slightly guilty for not remembering his name.

“What…what are you doing here?” I asked him, walking with him towards the dumpster.

He turned to cast me a charming smile, his white teeth flashing. “I wanted a coffee, but I noticed the store was empty. Had to make sure you weren’t killed by some psychopath,” he grinned.

I nodded quietly, my brows furrowing.

How had he known I was working…?

“Yeah, well, I’m all good,” I awkwardly replied, breathing into my hands to warm them up as the man threw the heavy bag into the trash.

“Come on, let's get inside. My god, you’re shaking.” Quickly, he shrugged off his jacket, placing it over my shaking frame, and I cringed uncomfortably.

“Oh, um, thank you,” I muttered, looking to the floor beneath our feet as we hurried back into the store.

He smiled in return, moving in front of me to open the door, waiting for me to go inside first. The bell chimed from above us, the cafe still empty. The people on the streets had retreated, given that it was now fairly late at night. Glancing at the clock, I breathed a sigh of relief.

10:30pm — closing time.

Suddenly remembering the warm fabric draped over my shoulders, I was quick to shrug it off, smiling awkwardly as I handed it to him, my cheeks a light shade of pink. “Want your coffee now?” I asked him, turning behind us and flipping the opened sign around, signaling to those that we were now closed.

He shoved his hands in his pockets. “Yeah, sure. It’s going to be a long night so I could use the caffeine.”

I hummed in response, moving around him and making my way behind the counter, grabbing a coffee cup. “Trying to pull an all-nighter?” I asked, my brows raising as I poured him his cup of coffee. The air felt stuffy, my head foggy.

The medication was starting to wear off, and my mind, soul, and body craved the warmth the meds would bring.

I blinked harshly, trying to stay grounded.

From behind me, I heard him breathe a tired sigh. “Pretty much, yeah. I have some files I need to go over before tomorrow morning.”

Passing him his coffee, I gave him a questioning look.

He noticed this, and we quickly explained. “I’m a surgeon and I have a client tomorrow who pretty much bought a new face.”

“Hmm… sounds about right.” This city was full of many who had opted for plastic surgery, so it didn’t exactly come as a shock. When he began to tug out his wallet, I shook my head. “You’re covered tonight.”

He smiled in appreciation, bringing the coffee to his lips, a hm escaping him. Licking his lips, he nodded. “I swear, you have the best coffee in town, (Y/N).”

My face heated, and I wiped my palms on my stained jeans. “Well, technically, Mallory has the best coffee in town,” I corrected him, and he rolled his eyes. “Y’know, since she’s the store manager and she’s the one who supplies.”

“Yeah, but I like when you make me my coffee.”

I scoffed, bending down into a cabinet and grabbing a trash bag, moving to replace the one I had just taken out.

Though I wasn’t facing him, I could feel his gaze burning a hole into my head, his eyes watching me carefully. I ignored the feeling, bringing a hand up to wipe my forehead as I resumed sweeping the floor.

“Well,” he finally began, taking a step backwards towards the door. “I should probably….” He pointed back towards the door, and I fought a smile at his awkwardness.

“Yeah,” I said, an amused smile tugging at my lips.

“Yeah,” he breathed, his voice low. It sounded somewhat disappointed, and he ran a hand through his messy hair. “Well, good night, (Y/N).”

“Goodnight…..?” My cheeks flushed as he quirked an eyebrow.

“Wow, you totally don’t remember my name.” He placed a hand over his heart, his face contorting into a feigned look of hurt.

I grimaced. “Not, no, I do remember it…Alex?”

He cringed, his lips pursed as he shook his head.

“Uh, Ben?”

“Wrong, again.”

“Okay, okay wait.”

He paused, his hand resting on the door handle behind him.

“Stephen.”

He groaned, his hand rubbing his face dramatically.

I paused for a moment, my eyes scanning him.

“Steve,” I finally decided, and he started clapping.

“The one, the only,” he grinned, taking another sip of his coffee.

Finally, I nodded, biting the inside of my cheek.

He really did have such a plain name.

He stared at me for a minute in silence, and I continued my sweeping, picking up the trash in the lobby.

“Can I drive you home tonight?” He asked, his voice soft. He seemed slightly embarrassed, and he reached to scratch the back of his head, a sheepish grin adorning his face.

Looking up, I glanced at him, and he could immediately tell I was slightly put off.

“I mean, I noticed there were no cars outside, and I remembered when you were running through the streets, so I just realized you didn’t have a car,” he rambled. “It’s freezing outside and I just want to be sure you make it home safe, Y’know?”

“Please don’t think I’m a creep,” he finished, his voice pleading.

I was silent for a moment, trying to get a grasp on a decision.

I could say no, tell him I wasn’t at all interested and continue living the life I had been living for the last couple of months. I could continue to grasp at the memory of my best friend. My best friend, who no matter how much I yearned to come back, would most likely never return home to me.

Or, I could say yes. Perhaps this one drive home blossoms into another ride home, into Steve coming in to visit me. Maybe, it even turns into dating. He was a good looking man who seemed genuinely interested in me. Maybe, I could heal from my past and finally find happiness again.

I could truly start living my life again.

Goosebumps rose on my skin as I decided.

“Yeah, I’d like that.”

#Steve kemp #sebastian stan #dark!sebastian stan #Sebastian Stan x reader #dark!steve kemp #steve kemp x reader #fresh movie #dark! Sebastian Stan x reader #bucky barnes #marvel

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strangefable · 9 months

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tagged by @direwombat, @dumbassdep, @voidika, @detectivelokis, @inafieldofdaisies, @theelderhazelnut, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @chilikecheese, @poisonedtruth, @cassietrn, @shallow-gravy, @roofgeese, and @florbelles to do these picrews. thank you all! <3

Micah Hale (FC5) - ATL prequel | Micah Seed (FC5) - post-cult | Lilith Mallory (FC5) Micah Hale (FC5) | Lilith Mallory (FC5) | Bright (D&D)

tagging: @adelaidedrubman, @fourlittleseedlings, @kittiofdoom, @v0idbuggy, @henbased, @unholymilf, @legally-a-bastard, @wrathfulrook, @trench-rot, @mars-colony, @simplegenius042, @marivenah, @gayafsatan, @incognito-insomniac, @harmonyowl, @turbo-virgins, @vampireninjabunnies-blog, @strafethesesinners, @derelictheretic, @redreart, @moonlit-jellies, @mediocre-life-span, and anyone else i've forgotten. sorry for any double tags and no pressure <3

#micah hale #lilith mallory #bright the tiefling #my ocs #fc5 #picrew tag game #sorry for so many tags but these took me days to finish #i am not good at picrews 🙃#but i want to share my silly ocs again #because i am in fact obsessed with them #just way too shy about it #anyway here look at my girls please and thank you <3

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direwombat · 10 months

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🐤 🐤 🐤 <3 <3 <3

#micah hale #lilith mallory #flkadf tried to give both your girls an equal amount of love <3 #oc: deputy sybille la roux

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yamikakyuu · 10 months

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Podcast girls week

DAY 1: Favourite scene or episode

Fawx & Stallion: Madge basically having the only brain cell btwn the 3 of them.

The Amelia Project: Amelia failing her flight test because she was into her teacher

Rusty Quill Gaming: Azu failing most Religion checks because she was distracted by her girlfriend in seminary. Also Azu calling Barret "a man on the floor".

Rusty Quill Gaming: Doris and Sandra

The Magnus Archives: Mary Keay killing her husband to practice her book binding.

Hello from the Hallowoods: LADY ETHEL MALLORY

Hello from the Hallowoods: Danielle dressing as Nikignik for Halloween.

Midnight Burger: Anytime The Ex kicks ass.

Old Gods of Appalachia: the fucking Walker sisters taking down RRM

Victoriocity: CLARA HAVING HER NAME ON THE SIGN. Also every Bell girl.

The Vanishing Act: Lilith straight up stealing the time machine.

Malevolent: Marie calling Arthur "BOY!"

#This is all I can think of #The amelia project #fawx & stallion #Midnight burger #the vanishing act #malevolent podcast #Rqg #Victoriocity #Hfth #Tma #podcastgirlsweek #Ogoa

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Character Names With Personalities Girl Edition!!!!

This isn't anything too serious I just thought it would be fun!!!! Comment if you want me to do this for boys too! Enjoy!

Lilith- she is goth and a super sweet person. She also loves animals. She’s kinda giving Libby from The Inheritance Games. So we’re obviously giving her some type of cowboy small town romance.

Reverie- she is kinda laid back and has that “I don’t give a crap” attitude. She is really into nature. Maybe a brother’s best friend or enemies to lovers romance for her. Or both of those tropes. lol

Morana- she is super powerful and is kind of a ringleader of some sort. Probably into illegal stuff. Definitely a mafia protector romance for her.

Mallory- she is sort of a book worm. Maybe she writes poetry. I can see her as a blond. Possibly a fake dating romance for her.

Alivia- she goes by Livie. She's an artist and mainly paints abstract. Maybe friends to lovers romance for her.

Evelyn- she goes by Evie. she’s the rockstar girlfriend aesthetic. Does an amazing job on her makeup. She has chocolate brown, short, curly hair. Obviously a some type of rockstar romance for her.

Clover- she’s super smart. She’s giving burnt out gifted kid. I’m thinking academic rivals to lovers romance for her.

#bookish #books and reading #booktrovert #bookworm #books & libraries #books #writeblr #writing prompt #writblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writers and poets #writerscommunity #tropes #original character

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I am still in shock with Other Max's pov. It was just too good and too sad, I'm still processing my emotions🥲. I haven't even been able to read it again because it was all just too much. Like that scene in IALS with Mallory and David. So fucking good but so hard to read!!

Other Max, sorry I doubted you, I support Max's rights and wrongs, but there's two of you, you can see how that complicates things...

The flashbacks to his life😭😭. I mean, it's all shit rn, but at least he got to live a nice and simple life with his family, however short it was🥺, and omg it was easier! Lance never pushing David away, Arthur telling them about the visions, less stupid shadowhunters... Ahhhh I'm so soft and sad for them!!!

Story😭😭😭😭😭. Idk if I'm crying bc of her name or her death😭😭😭

Shit was depressing, and I'm not ready to read it again, but can we talk about Tessa for a second??? The only warlock not wearing the arcane binders??? The self control she had for centuries, the strength to watch kids die over and over?? I don't remember the exact quote, but I loved when Max said something like "The warlocks used to be children of Lilith. But now they were children of Tessa Grey" EXCUSE ME WHAT???

And how sad his life is. Doing all of this, watching his children die twice. Losing his husband, his reason to live, twice. Once to death yes, but the other because of his actions, which are, ironically, to protect everyone. All of this and for what? He will come back to a fixed timeline, but what about him?

What about his life, which will still be plagued by the nightmares of his past? Who will remember him? Who will even care? It's not as if it matters anyway. He already lost everything and everyone that mattered.

And I also feel for Kincaid. An anomaly. Someone who shouldn't exist, and the purpose of him being created just to fulfill a destiny he never wanted. No other purpose. No other meaning in his life. All of that and he can't even be with the boy he loves. That's apparently a mistake, too. I wonder how he would react if he found out about this whole operation...

"I am tired of healing from things I didn't deserve to go through in the first place," David hissed softly. “Bring them back.” HEARTBREAKING QUOTE AND IT GOES TO MY FAVORITES NOW😍

The irony of his dad torturing him with the agony rune, and later Mallory, starting this mess, and him using it to kill himself... There's something twisted and poetic about this, but I'm not gonna say it bc I'm still processing 😭

“Open the portal,” David hissed. “Or I swear to God, I will kill myself.” look... Just hear me out... One of the most intense scenes of lbaf? Yes. Kinda hot? Also yes

I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS AND I NEED TO FUCUS ON STUDYING SEND HELP

NO I WAS TRYING NOT TO THINK ABOUT THE INTERLUDE OR THE OTHER TIMELINE AND THEN YOU DO THIS????

It will definitely one of the most difficult chapters to write. In every fic, there is one chapter like that. It was this for LBAF VI. BE THEE GONE, CHAPTER. But i am glad it paid off and you liked it. It means a lot to me.

I am genuinely scared to write the epilogue do with that what you will :)

#lbaf

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Simon Makes Some Bad Decisions - Character Post

Precircus Name: Simon Mallory Circus Name: Silhouette Secondary Alias: Aleksander (Given and always used by Yelena) Gender: Male (he/him) Species: Shadow Man, Human Origin Titles: Silhouette Anon Powers: Teleportation via shadows, minor shapeshifting, telepathy maybe, otherwise unspecified Skills and other notes: Excellent manipulator, very fancy, uses a gun as his preferred weapon. Good at poetry, likes to read. Redeemed villain, and has more than paid for his crimes, seeing as the circus…is how it is. Can perfectly mimic voices. Partner: Yelena Best friends: Mix and Carbine Sisters: Alice Mallory, Alpenglow (adoptive) Enemies: Sun, Zachariah Woods, Kopi “It’s complicated”: Zombie Murder victim: Zachariah Woods Ex: Mix Mod: Mod Soup (@silhouette-anon) Art credits: Soup

Precircus Name: Isaac Brennan Circus Name: Mix Gender: Transmasc (he/him) Species: Butterfly Humanoid, Human Origin Titles: Bartender Powers: Supernaturally pain tolerance. Skills and other notes: Incredibly anxious. Terrified of guns. Excellent at mixology. His skin is made of something like glass. Gets distracted by flowers. The butterfly thing is a side effect from a reversed abstraction. Partner: Carbine Best friends: Silhouette, Yelena Friends: Dusk, Sun Adoptive Daughter/Sister (it’s unclear): Elida Doyle Enemies: Kopi Exes: Drunk Anon, Silhouette Mod: @sh4tt3rg1rl (Xeya/Basil/Xeyshattersiltav1a) Art credits: Basil, Elsewhere (respectively) Design note: His current design is currently being worked on, so instead you get OG mix and my whiteboard doodle. This will be changed.

Name: Yelena Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Loch Dragoness/pseudo-mermaid, Human Origin Titles: Spellcaster, Healer, “Mermaid”. Powers: Water manipulation, limited shapeshifting (including wings), spellcasting (healing magic specifically), able to summon a trident-staff, water-breathing, otherwise unspecified. Skills and other notes: She’s something of a singer, and was a professional mermaid while human. Ukrainian. Enjoys books and poetry. Partner: Silhouette (she calls him Aleksander) Best friends: Carbine, Mix Mentor: Lady Guinevere Enemies: Kopi Exes: Charles (presumed deceased), three other unnamed guys. Only her relationship with Charlie was healthy and ended on good terms. Mod: @the-moth-from-elsewhere Art credits: All of these are Picrews. She does not currently have a reference image.

Name: Carbine Real name: Nikolai Gender: Male (he/him) Species: GUN- /j. I think he’s some kind of code being. Unknown origin. Titles: None Powers: Dev Console Shenanigans (“The Terminal”) Skills and other notes: Russian. Owns silhouette’s soul. Unclear Origin. Partner: Mix Best friends: Yelena, Silhouette Brother: Artemis/Kepler Enemies: Kopi, Kepler Mod: @master-dealmaker Art credits: Soup and blepxiee, respectively

Precircus Name: Zachariah Woods Circus name: Zombie Gender: Male (he/him) Species: Zombie. The floor here is made of floor. Human origin. Titles: Deputy, Zombie Anon Powers: Gun. Skills and other notes: Excellent at shooting, doesn’t remember himself before the circus. Does NOT know why people are so terrified of him all the time. So sick and tired of the circus chaos. Partner: Skeleton anon Murderer: Silhouette Mod: Soup Art credits: Soup

Name: Alice Mallory Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Human, not digital Titles: none Powers: None Skills and other notes: Aspiring writer and artist. Went missing years ago. There is a theory that she and Northa are the same person, but nobody truly knows. Assumed dead. Brother: Silhouette Best friend: ElidaMod: Soup Art Credits: Soup

Name: Elida Doyle Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Human child, not digital. Titles: Deceased Powers: None Skills and other notes: Talented ballerina. Died when she and Mix got in a car crash. Adoptive Family: Mix Mother: Lilith Doyle Best friend: Alice Mod: @/sh4tterg1rl Art credits: @/sh4ttergirl

#Simon makes some bad decisions #the moth speaks #The lore saga #The lore saga - characters #This was…way longer than I thought it’d be #edit: WHY DID I FORMAT THIS SO BADLY WHAT

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