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zillyeh · 9 months
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slut waist
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zillyeh · 11 months
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"Hey there little one" for Genny!
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"...I'm gonna hit her harder first next time and I'm not saying sorry for it."
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zillyeh · 2 years
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👀 whats gen doing!!
Gen's heavy coat pockets knock against the wood fence of the Delhon Rolling Sea Hills Ranch . Looks like he's out of the city- way out of his usual stomping grounds- watching the ocean far past the other end of this fence. And the horses, of course. Big, pretty powerful things running around their field that rolls down to the coast. There aren't any all that close to him, so he's decided it's safe enough to smoke here until that changes.
He taps his fingers on the fence in a particular pattern. It almost sounds like hooves running across a bridge. If it is out of impatience, his waiting time is cut short after a few gallops down the plank. The woman they seem to have been waiting to see halts her lusus behind them, just a few feet from where he parked his bike. The massive unicorn huffs in time with her charge, who hauls herself off her back with all the grace of a lifetime horse girl.
They exchange pleasantries in the form of "If you keep coming here somebody's going to get in trouble," and "Hello to you too, doll," followed by a snuffing of that cigarette. Then more silence.
The other jade sighs, leaning up against the fence, curling a lock of her pretty grey hair around her finger. Gen patiently takes the other one from her after some hesitation on her part, running their rough thumb along the back of her hand. A few moments more and Fresia sighs once more, this time taking Gen's other hand. They aren't very chatty, these two, but you get the feeling that sticking around too much longer might be a little more voyeuristic than its worth.
They're having a good night though, don't you worry about him none.
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zillyeh · 1 year
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Dating Sim meme for Genny!!!!!!!
Name: Gengun "Genny" Felzee Their Profession: Bartender Where they can be found (e.g. park, café, gym etc): The Jackknife (Bess' bar lol) Favourite food type (breakfast, junk food, veggies, etc): Redbloods he's a simple woman... he likes junk. borger Favourite alcoholic drink: Stouts! Favourite trait (romance, passion, sexuality, talent, flirtation, sentiment, joy): Flirtation Where they would go on a date: Motorcycle ride up to the Delhon cliffs... Ideal gift: Thing that is duck shaped How many dates until they go to bed: 2 or 3 methinks
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zillyeh · 2 years
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another one. lesbian appreciators to me
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Gengun is now on toyhouse!
(also his full story is up on his in depth page!)
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zillyeh · 3 years
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have u ever seen a woman so handsome u started crying
WHEEEE GENNY HAS SPRITES NOW! these were fun... i love looking at them... if anyone wants to send him asks i’d appweciate it also
also pls keep in mind that Gen uses he/they only ty 💖
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zillyeh · 3 years
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new biker lesbian bc these are the only characters I make now ig
Gen!! Hes in w the North Delhon crowd bc of course he is. He’s almost never out of his Big Coat or not exhausted lmao. Oh also the rude demon ghost of his ancestor is around which is fine probably
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zillyeh · 3 years
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🗣️ for Genny and Zippie
Send me 🗣+ the names of 2 muses on the blog, and there will be a random conversation written involving them.
“So. You’re not allowed to smoke.” Genny said, watching their... friend leaning against the roof.
“Nope.” Zippie replied, watching Gen blow out a smoke cloud jealously. “Even secondhand’s a stretch.”
“Huh.”
“Fuck you ‘huh’-in’ about for?”
“Dunno.” Genny shrugged. “Guess I didn’t think you uh, took well to being told what to do.” Zippie rolled her eyes and shifted against the edge of the roof.
"My girlfriend's got fuckin’ gills.” She scoffed. “And I ain’t gonna live forever. I can get “told what to do” sometimes, Felzee."
"Easy, easy," Gen put up their hands, "I'm just sayin'... I dunno what I’m saying. Maybe I should stop saying.”
“Maybe. Maybe I get where you’re coming from.” Zippie took a deep breath when Gen exhaled. “Sometimes I do need a kick in the ass to stop doin’ shit that’s bad for me.”
“Mm.” Genny looked at his half done cigarette thoughtfully. “Guess it don’t bother me none cause it ain’t bad for me anymore.”
“Maybe that’s why you’re single, handsome.”
“Hey now-” Gen started to protest, heat rushing to their cheeks. Zippie laughed, her rough voice echoing around the street. Gen huffed and snubbed his cigarette on the edge of the roof.
“No hey, fuck you- you try killing a ghost for good!”
“Oh yeah, blame your little cockblock demon all you want, big girl.” Zippie said, grin in her voice. “Suuure. Ain’t got nothin’ to do with you personally.”
“Bite me, Anthem.”
“Can’t, ghost might get me.”
Gen flicked their cigarette butt her, hitting her right in the mask. She made a noise that could be described as a giggle coming out of anyone else’s mouth.
“I’m goin’ back downstairs.” Gen said with a roll of his eyes. Zippie hopped off the wall and smacked him a couple times on the shoulders on their way back down.
“Gods you’re annoying.” Genny huffed, shoving her away from him.
“Sure am.” Zippie said proudly, punching them on the arm. “Your fault for coming up here.”
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zillyeh · 3 years
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Something in the Eyes
Word count: 1399
Content warning: The teeniest implication of drugs at the end, if I overlooked smth lmk
Synopsis: Genny and Zippie have a fun conversation outside the Jackknife :)
Docs Version
   It wasn't surprising that a paranoid hemoanon didn't care for a rainbowdrinker. Gengun understood. It wasn’t as if he were helping their cold friendship along any by flirting with her girlfriend. Presumed girlfriend? Zipper had some stake in Bess, but the two were both still cagey about it.
   Either way. Genny was unbothered by Zippie’s… borderline hostility for the most part. Sure she was crazy, but not to an extent that Gen felt in danger from her. 
   "Felzee!" 
   He still shrunk back when he heard her bark his name. Perhaps because he'd never introduced himself with his last name, but that was besides the point.
   Gen hardened his expression a bit, taking his hand off his bike handle. This was one of the Jackknife's lazier nights. Gen wouldn't have come otherwise. He figured it was time for him to mosey on out when it started emptying for real. Apparently Zipper figured it was prime time to… come corner him outside? Gee he sure hoped not.
   "What's up, Undertaker?" He asked coolly, fishing in his pocket for his lighter. Zipper was… harsh. Even in the low light. Angles where there wasn't muscle, uncomfortably hornless and scarred where they once were. It was hard to not be unsettled by her. 
   "I got a bone to pick with you." Zippie said. Gen sighed around the cigarette in his mouth.
   “I'm not into fighting you.” He said, attempting to sound less bothered than the prospect of that made him feel. “Wanna light?"
   "Yes but no." Her zipper mask was mercifully undone enough for her not to be muffled. "I'm not here to kick your ass for making eyes at my bartender. It's more a question bone."
   "Right... Question bone." Gen ran his fingers through his hair and glanced at his bike. Was running worth it? Maybe, but… it was rare he got to actually speak to her. Uh. At least on more… neutral terms. This would be fine. Right? As long as you know who didn't rear their ugly head.
   "Uh, go on, I guess. No promises, I got an answer."
   "I think you do." She said, crossing her muscular arms over her chest. Gen eyed her tattoos in the darkness as she spoke. "You know what I got going on under the skin?"
   "What?" Gen was half caught off guard by the wording of the question, half lost in the eyes of the skull on her bicep. Zipper batted her grey disguised eyes impatiently. Oh. Oh! 
   "Oh, uh, no. I'm uh. Don't really have the nose for caste. I mostly gotta go by temperature." Was he… in trouble here? The Undertaker's expressions were inscrutable on a good night, but in the low light outside her club she might as well not have a face.
   Her hard eyes took in Gengun suspiciously. Those contacts of hers caught just enough light to see them clearly. They were, in Gengun's opinion, the most terrifying part of her. Exhausted, heavy lidded, injured in some permanent way around the sclera. Her long lashes were nowhere near enough to soften her sharp gaze. It was enough to make Gengun debate hopping on his motorcycle again.
   "...Alright." Zipper said finally. Gengun blew out a nervous cloud of smoke.
   "Uh, sorry if that's been bugging you. I didn't really think about it 'til recently." He said, whatever façade of strength he'd wanted to put up against her gone.
   "It's fine." She said, arms still crossed over her chest. "...Is that cigarette offer still open?"
   Gen nodded fumbling in his deep pockets again for his box. A chill on this unseasonably warm spring evening shot up his spine as his fingers closed around his lighter again. 
   Hee hee.
   "Oh goddammit." Gen said under his breath. He glanced back to Zipper, then once again to see her… frozen? There was something else in her eyes now. Fixed on something behind him, wider than Gen had ever seen them and… Afraid? No, not quite. More like… Bracing for impact.
   "Hi ladies." Sulphur's rasp of voices said over Gengun's shoulder. Their near corporeal fingers dug into his shoulder.
   "Oh fuck off you." Gen grumbled. He was hoping that tonight would have been warm enough to deter them until he got home. Oh when would lady luck stop being so annoyed with him?
   "You see that too?" Zipper asked, a waver to her voice that made Gen more uncomfortable than when she was pissed off.
   "Huh? Oh yeah, sorry. That's my uh… Parasite."
   "Bitch." 
   “Cunt.”
   Sulphur made a choking noise that could have been a scoff. Zippie relaxed slightly.  Gengun groaned and waved his lighter at the shadow, Sulphur disappearing where the flame light touched it. They still didn't fully disappear, though. Genny's frustration seemed to amuse them. 
   "I'm busy. Go catch fire."
   "So mean to usss." That cloud of darkness hissed childishly, avoiding a swipe of Gen's lit cigarette. They giggled and put themself between him and Zippie.
   "WE think you should introduce us to your friend." They said. Their glowing yellow eye spots traveled across their 'torso' to look at Zipper.
   "I don't want an introduction." Zippie said, something steely in her eyes now. That waver in her voice was gone for the most part.
   "You're rude too." Sulphur huffed.
   "Damn right I am. Felzee. Can you-"
   "If I could they wouldn't be here." Gen pinched the bridge of his nose. "Best thing I can do is scoot, left my good matches at home." Zipper hummed thoughtfully and looked at her hands.
   "Thinking about caressing my face, masky?" Sulphur teased, the amorphous black blob sprouting hands again. "I don't think you can.~ Sad. You're handsome." 
   Gen grimaced, but through Sulphur he could see Zippie spark.
   "Uh huh." She said, her eyes a brilliant glowing crimson. "We can test that, yeah?"
   Before Gen could really process what was happening in front of him, Zippie grabbed Sulphur’s arm. Physically. As if they were made of flesh.
   "How-"
   "How-"
   "Lookie ookie at that, huh?" Zippie sounded unsurprised. Gen backed away a few steps. "Let's see…" 
   Whatever Zipper had coursing through her veins was dangerous. Her whole arm sparked red, from her shoulders to her fingertips. Sulphur howled an awful noise as her electricity not just disappeared them, but seemingly shattered them. They ripped to pieces in a flash, and just as quick as they came they were gone.
   "Holy shit." Gen breathed. Zippie shook out her wrist, those raised metal bumps in her skin shining in the light.
   "Uh, can you teach me how to do that?" He asked, maybe half serious. He was sure that wouldn’t be permanent. Nothing with Sulphur was. She laughed, some bitterness to the raspy sound.
   "Trust me, you don't wanna know where that comes from."
   "Right. You seem… kind of unphased. By that." Gens eyes were still fixed on that spot Sulphur had disappeared from. Undertaker indeed.
   "Easier deal with than mine." Zippie shrugged. 
   "Yours?" Gen tilted his head slightly. Zippie chewed her lip and looked back to her club. Light poured out the front door as the last couple stragglers were encouraged out onto the sidewalk. The unmistakable figure of Bessba waved at the two of them- or maybe just Zippie.
   "Nevermind." She sighed, giving her probably girlfriend a wave back. "Forget the smoke too. I'll get in trouble." She eyed Gen appraisingly before putting one of her hands at about eye level.
   "You want some juice before you go?" She asked, sparking green this time. Was she really going to ask him that after what Genny had just witnessed? Sure he had an idea of what that other one did, but… 
   "Pass." Gen said, eying her hand warily. That would be an experiment for another time.
   "Suit yourself." Zippie shrugged. She patted his arm in the way an uncomfortable paternal figure might a child. "Good talk."
   "I'll, uh, catch you later, Undertaker.” Gen said with a wave. Zipper snorted as she turned to return to her club.
   “Watch out for yourself Felzee.” She said. After a few steps she turned on her heel to walk backwards- a dangerous act in those boots of hers. “Also if I don’t see you in my church its Zippie.”
   “Uh, yes... sir.”
   Zippie barked out a laugh that actually sounded amused. With that she left Gengun on the sidewalk. This time blissfully, actually alone for the first time in what felt like ages.
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zillyeh · 3 years
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i just think theyre friends
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zillyeh · 3 years
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the time is NOW.... those are his friends...except dusknoir they followed him home and refuses to leave no matter what
just genny and sprite i used as a base under the cut!
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zillyeh · 3 years
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Genny is now properly on my select! 
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