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skyeblue8 · 6 months
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Ɗᥙҽ 𝜏σ ᙏყ Ɲҽɯ⨍σᥙɳԃ Ƒιχα𝜏ισɳ... ♚
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Specifically with the Gluttonous Sin of Beelzebub being my favorite Sin of the group (not necessarily in Helluva Boss, but just in general), I wanted to make a ranking list of my favorite Queen Bee redesigns and their creators for really no other reason than I just feel like it. Now, this is all personal opinions and should not be taken to heart by any means, it's just for fun:
#1. "Beelzebub & Bibi" by @gravcore
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♡ In terms of an actual redesign of the original, I love how this artist made "Bibi" because, for one thing, they made sense of the originals hair by giving her a ponytail since way too many characters have a mohawk style (Loona included); two, I cannot explain just how much I adore the clothes they gave her. The top is actually insect based and gorgeous, and not some recolor version of Loona's outfit; and third, they made canon Bee her own character rather than a royal because nothing about the OG read "Ancient Sin" to anybody.
♡ Now, in terms of the actually Beelzebub, here, she's legitimately stunning. Rather than a redesign, I can tell this was the original long before the Queen Bee episode came out, and I love how it reads both "70's party girl" and "regal ruler" all in one. That, and the actual bug design aspect and the color scheme. Above all else, I love how they incorporated the lava stomach in her design, too.
#2. "Beelzebub" by @s3tok41b4
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♡ This design can best be described as a literal re-imagine of the canon Beelzebub as it shares almost all her similarities with the actual bug aspect to it that it desperately needed. It's legitimately simplistic but still appealing to the eye, futher showing us that Viv was perfectly capable of making something so simple, but actively chose to make it more confusing than it had to be.
#3. "Beelzebub" by @ruinxl0ve
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♡ Similar to the first two, this shares both a regal and party girl bug aesthetic with the added bonus of actually being highly beautifully expressive despite not even having a mouth. I feel this beautifully differentiates the design from the original while also making it recognizable and I feel that it kinda feeds into the original concept that Queen Bee could literally "feel the vibe", hinting to her being an empath in some manner.
#4. "The Three Bees" by @onehelluvatime
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♡ Long story short, these are three individual versions of the Queen Bee and her new placing within the Hellaverse outside of the canon one. For more in-depth explanation of these interpretations, it's best to check the blog yourself. Truly, I love these designs not only because of the visual redesigns themselves, but also the well-crafted and creative explanations and backgrounds regarding these characters. I especially like the idea that the hellhounds within society are half-undead with skull-like appendages and facial aspects.
#5. "Spontaneous Beelzebub" by @redd-byrd
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♡ I know it's essentially the same as the canon design, but with the small tweaks that were made to this one (the giant "Bee Butt", the added black lines, the actual bug-like wings, the blue-thin eyes), all of them give a more clear indication (at least to me) that this Bee is more higher up than her fellow hellhounds, meaning she looks a lot more like a hybrid thus making her more grand. It's nice how they added these small details for improvement while still essentially leaving the design like its original.
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Anyway, thanks for listening to my Ted Talk. Have a nice day!
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ugotcooneycrossed · 2 months
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39 with Laura from the dialogue list please!
"Hrmg, I'm not moving. Don't make me."
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with you out of training nursing a sprained hamstring- you get to watch laura in rehab.
you've missed being with her- laura still not fit to join training fully, you've been moping watching leah frolic around- youre happy for the older girl, really you are.
but you also really wish your girlfriend was out there too.
laura shouts happily at you from the treadmill.
"look baby! im running!"
"i can see! keep going!"
you encourage her with a grin- stretching on the mats nearby.
you flip onto your back eventually- watching laura upside down as she continues through her rehab.
and after some time, you close your eyes for a second- wiggling around to get comfortable on the floor.
you feel another body join you- and you crack an eye open to see laura grinning at you.
"hello! why are we on the floor?"
"just resting- im very tired."
"okay."
you open your arm- motioning laura to join you- and she moves closer to you- half her body practically on top of you now.
you both lay there- talking quietly in the middle of the mats, some of the girls trickle in slowly as training wraps up.
kyra pulls faces at you and you stick your tongue out at her when steph smacks her upside the head.
viv stares at you through narrowed eyes and you give her a nervous smile.
lia appears- staring down at you.
"lunch time- lets go!"
you tap shake laura gently- the girl now napping on top of you.
"laur- come on, lets get up."
"hrmg- im not moving now! do not make me."
you shrug your shoulders at lia.
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pelova4president · 4 months
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That stupid smile of hers I
Esmee Brugts x nedwnt!R
II of that stupid smile of hers
summary~ In which y/n gets to go to the World Cup and falls in love with the girl with that stupid not so stupid smile.
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I play for Arsenal but have been benched for most of the season. So when I got called up for national duty I was surprised, to say the least. But after all that happiness and surprise came the nervousness. How could I, y/n y/l/n who turned 18, just weeks ago get a call up for the Oranje Leeuwinnen. Sure, I’ve been the topscorer for the u23’s euros and Vivianne Miedema has torn her ACL, I’ve seen her stuggle, cry and achieve big milestones along the way. But she wasn’t going to make the world cup and everyone knew it.
The Netherlands needed another top scorer, they needed y/n. And that’s exactly what her coach, Andries Jonker told her.
A few days later the list of names that would go to the world cup was posted on the Oranje Leeuwinnen socials.
(pretend that you’re Vivianne Miedema)
y/n_y/ln, OranjeLeeuwinnen, AWF
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y/n y/l/n has been called up for her national team and will attend the world cup.
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leahwilliamsonn congrats, you deserve it!! ❤️
viviannemiedema trots op je 🥰
victoriapelova 😍😍
esmeebrugtsfan1 can’t wait to see her play
y/nballer69 so well deserved 🪄⚽️
I know a few of the girls. Well okay, I know all of them but did they know me?
I’ve played with Vicky in England, both of us playing for Arsenal and befriending almost immediately. Viv was the first one to welcome and introduce me to the whole Arsenal squad. Her and Beth took me in, just like they did with Vic and that’s just how I found myself playing fifa with Vic till morning. It was safe to say that I liked her company.
I knew a few of the other dutch girls playing in England, chatting with them when they played against us. Viv and Vic told me stories about camp life and the Olympics, about how vic won almost every table tennis game and was annoyingly good in chess, about Daan and her pranks and about Esmee Brugts, the annoyingly good footballer.
I’ve watched her, making the goal that got us to the world cup. I’ve watched her play for PSV back in The Netherlands. The goals she made, the way she just plays past everyone like it’s nothing, god it’s annoying. How could you be that good and so humble. And those stupid smiles she gives the camera after she scores, it’s so annoyingly cute.
So yeah, I had asked Vic and Viv about Esmee and they somehow got suspicious of how much I wanted to know about her. “Oh, ik ben gewoon geïnteresseerd. Ik moet iedereen toch een beetje kennen voordat we twee maanden in Australië zitten” (Oh, i’m just interested. I have to know everyone a bit before we go to Australia for two months) Viv and Vic just looked at each other and broke out into laughter.
Vic and I went to Zeist, to camp. It wasn’t that long of a flight but it felt like hours. Vic could feel the nervousness radiate off of me and put her hand on my leg that was tapping away annoyingly. “Oh mijn god y/n! Wat is er aan de hand man?” (Oh my god y/n! What’s going on mate?) Vic asked me. I just waved away the question and stared out of the window since I kind of sabotaged Vic to get the window seat.
We were greeted by someone from the staff that drove us to our camp. And just like every national teams socials does, the players got photographed at their arrival.
(pretend that you’re Jill Roord)
OranjeLeeuwinnen
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one arrival you’ve all been waiting for 🥁
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lynnwilms_ the cold never bothered me anyway 🎶❄️
brugtsfan33 can’t wait to see the y/l/n and brugts linkup
↳ y/l/nballer5 me neither, this world cup’s gonna be amazing
Walking into the big hall, Vic behind me, I was starstruck. Everyone was already there, Roord, Van de Donk, Martens and even Brugts.
Vic pushed me and whispered in my ear “Kom op, je hebt nog twee maanden de tijd om naar dr te staren” (Come on, you have the next two months to stare at her) I started to get red and looked around checking if anyone heard us. Seeing this, Vic just started to laugh even harder. I pushed her and walked over to Kerstin who I knew from matches against City.
Kerstin was kind enough to introduce me to everyone. Shanice who played at Liverpool came launching at me, ready to pick me up. “Klein monster, je bent er!” (Little monster, you’re here!) she yelled and picked me up while hugging me tightly. I congratulated her with the announcement of her girlfriend’s pregnancy and went on to greet everyone.
And to my surprise, there’s still was someone I hadn’t met yet. Esmee Brugts. Before I could even walk towards her Andries started to speak.
He thanked everyone for coming, got into his very serious speech and ended with who would room with who. “… Vic en Merel, Jill en Shanice en last but not least y/n en Esmee” (… Vic and Merel, Jill and Shanice and last but not least, y/n and Esmee).
I was hoping to be roomed with Vic, having spend the last few months with her in Viv and Beth’s house. That was too much to ask apparently, but Esmee, now the universe is just trying to get back at me.
I awkwardly looked up in search for Esmee. When i found her she was staring at me already. She gave me one of those dumb smiles she gives the cameras. I gave her a tight smile back before i turned to Vic who was sitting next to me. “Dit lijkt wel een realityshow, veel succes sukkeltje” (This is almost a realityshow, good luck loser) and with that she walked away to grab her suitcase and went settle in with her roomie.
When i saw Esmee talking to Lieke i saw my chance and went to our room. It was like all the other rooms i’ve stayed in for national duty but definitely bigger. I wanted to take a look at the bathroom which was way bigger than I expected. The rainshower being the best part of it all.
Walking back into the bedroom Esmee was already getting settled on the bed by the door.
“Hi” she said sheepishly. “Hey” i smiled back, god why was i already getting red in the face. “Ik heb fifa meegenomen, wil je spelen?” (I brought fifa with me, do you wanna play?) she asked me opening her backpack to get something out. “Ja, alleen als je tegen je verlies kan. Ik ben fifa kampioen in Engeland” (Yes, only if you’re not a sore loser. I’m the fifa champion in England) I told her. She laughed at me and got the game out.
A few games of fifa and a whole lot of laughing further and it was time for dinner already. Jackie was the one knocking at our door and yelling for us to come.
Esmee had won multiple times after i won the first round but i’ll never admit that to anyone. “Rematch after dinner.” I told her and she just nodded and went to sit at the table with Daphne, Jackie, Kerstin, Daan and Damaris. I sat between Vic and Jill. Vic gave me one of her smug smiles and i just rolled my eyes at her.
“Dus y/n, hoe vind je het tot nu toe?” (So y/n, how do you like it so far?) Merel asks me. “Het is goed, ik ben blij met m’n nieuwe roomie, gelukkig niet zo’n slechte verliezer als jij” (It’s good, i’m happy with my new roomie, luckily not such a sore loser like you). Merel huffed “Ja tuurlijk alsof jij hebt gewonnen, ik check dat later nog wel” (Yeah sure as if you’ve won, i’ll check that later)
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When iopened instagram this wasn’t what i expected. I ran up to my room and saw Esmee watching some Netflix show on her bed. When she saw my face she bursted out laughing. “Als blikken konden doden..” (If looks could kill..) she said. I walked straight to her bed, jumped on her and started tickling her. “Dat is wat je krijgt, ik moet mn fifa imago hoog houden!” (That’s what you get, i got to keep my fifa image high!) I yelled. “Oke oke! Ik zal het nooit meer doen pinky zweer!” (Okay Okay! I will never do it again pinky promise!) she told me with that stupid smile of her. I stopped and looked down at her, how is she even this pretty like come on.. Esmee looked me in the eyes, at my lips and then away. I got nervous and backed up.
“Uhh ja d-dus ik ga nu dus ik ga even iets uhh ja ik ga gewoon oke..” (Uhh yeah s- so im gonna get like some uhh yeah i’m just gonna go okay..) I mumbled and ran away bumping into Daan who was walking to her room.
Before we knew it we were off to Sydney, Australia. Vic forced me out of my window seat but slept before the plane was off the ground, what a waste of that window seat.. This was gonna be the most boring and long 24 hours of my life.
I was so tired when we landed, only getting a few hours of sleep. We were welcomed by a few staff members from fifa and went into the coach who would bring us to our basecamp.
I chose the best window seat i could find and expected a certain Arsenal player to sit next to me but Esmee beat her to it.
We talked about what we wanted to do in Australia, our opponents and family. When Esmee asked me about life in the wsl i was already fast asleep, my head resting on her shoulder.
Esmee looked down at y/n and started smiling. Vic saw the interaction and tapped Daan on her shoulder. They gave each other knowing looks and started giggling away. Esmee looked up and saw the duo staring at her, she went red at the idea of being caught staring at y/n. She turned her head quickly and stared out of the window, falling asleep not long after.
When i woke up i heard giggling and saw Vicky and Daan looking at Daans phone. I chose to ignore it and went on to look at my instagram feed.
daniellevddonk
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“Danielle van de Donk, Victoria Pelova. Het maakt me niet uit hoe klein jullie zijn ik maak je dood” (Daniëlle van de Donk, Victoria Pelova. I don’t care how small you are i’ll kill you) I yelled maybe a little too hard because Esmee woke up. “Hey wat is er aan de hand?” (Hey what’s going on) she asked me, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. I showed her Daan’s story and she just shrugged “Awh zo erg is dat toch niet, je ziet er schattig uit” (Awh it’s not that bad, you look cute). I don’t know what came over me but i just started to blush and looked away making Vic and Daan laugh even harder.
The rest of the camp went smoother than i thought. I was roomed with Esmee and we did almost everything together. We played fifa, boardgames, sat at the same table and if it wasn’t that we were out exploring together. Most of the time we just got lost but that’s when google maps comes in handy.
We ended first in our group. Esmee making those two beautiful goals against Vietnam and I made my debut and debut goal.
When Andries announced that i was starting against Vietnam i was over the moon. The game started good with Lieke making the first goal in the 8th minute and Katja the second in the 11th. Esmee saw her chance and took a shot. Everyone knew it was in when the ball went off her foot. I was the first one to jump on her to celebrate, hugging her tightly. “Es! Es, je hebt het gedaan!” (Es! Es, you did it!) I yelled
My goal was much less spectacular. Jill hit the post and the ball landed at my feet, I tapped it in through the legs of the keeper and to the back of the net. I couldn’t even do a celebration because everyone was already on me. It’s not like celebrations are a nedwnt thing anyway.
When Esmee scored her second goal i was on the bench but that didn’t stop me from celebrating just as hard.
The game ended and i ran straight to Esmee, congratulating her on those two rockets.
(pretend that you’re Lieke Martens)
y/n_y/l/n
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honoured to have made my World Cup debut and thankfull for every one of you ❤️ ps. Esmee, i love your right foot 🪄
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jackie_groenen_14 😍😍
viviannemiedema zo enorm trots op jou ❤️
esmeebrugts only my right foot? 🙄
esmeefan56 has anyone else seen esmee’s comment 😭
y/nbrugts1 their hug was so wholesome
As the days went by Es and i only got closer, everyone started to notice it, even the fans.
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exploring Sydney with the team 🗺️
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y/l/nfanxx isn’t that y/n and esmee??
↳ brugtsfan1 i think so, they’re so cute
↳ woso23 i ship them so hard 🫶
After our win against South Africa we had to play against Spain in the quarterfinals. This was our most difficult game and everyone knew it. But we all knew that if we were gonna win the World Cup, we should be able to beat every team.
It was the night before the game and surprise surprise, i couldn’t sleep. I don’t even know why, there was no chance that i would even play so who am i so nervous for?
after going from side to side i couldn’t take it anymore and just got out of bed and went on a walk. I walked to the pitch and started shooting and taking corners. I ran a few laps around the pitch and sat down. Australia is actually unreal. The weather is perfect and the sky is so clear you can even see stars (or planes that look like stars but whatever).
I heard footsteps walking towards me and groaned. “Hey waarom lig je niet in bed?” (Hey why are you not in bed?) Esmee asked as she sat next to me. “Ik kan niet slapen en jij?” (I can’t sleep and you?). Me neither she told me. This time around the silence wasn’t as awkward, it felt kinda nice to be honest.
Esmee wrapped her arms around me and layed my head on her shoulder. I don’t think i actually hate that stupid smile of hers or anything about her really. I quite love everything about her, especially her stupid smile.
“Y/n, ze hebben me bij Arsenal, Chelsea, Manchester City en een paar uhh.. andere clubs een contract aangeboden” (Y/n, Arsenal, Chelsea, Manchester City and uhh a few.. other clubs have have offered me a contract) she told me. “Es dat is geweldig, dan spelen we samen in de wsl” (Es that’s amazing, we’ll play in the wsl together) I cried. She gave me a nod and a hum.
Esmee turned her head and i looked up at her. “Ik hou meer van je dan alleen je rechter voet weet je” (I love you more than just your right foot you know) i told her looking down at my lap. She just chuckled and took my face into her hand. “Je hebt geluk dat ik ook van fifa verliezers hou” (you’re lucky i love fifa losers too), i fake angry pushed her away and she let out a laugh. “En jij hebt geluk dat ik je mag” (And you’re lucky that i like you) i told her. She looked at my eyes and then at my lips. I leaned forward and kissed her. Luckily she kissed me back.
We walked back to our room and fell asleep in her bed, her legs entwined with mine and my head in the crook of her neck.
When i woke up Es was already awake, getting ready in the bathroom. I walked up to her brushing her teeth and kissed her on cheek “good morning” I told her “Ik kan niet wachten tot je straks ook in Engeland speelt en we elke dag zo wakker kunnen worden” (Can’t wait until you’ll play in England too and we’ll wake up like this every morning) She gave me a lopsided smile and i started to get ready too.
I started on the bench and Esmee was starting. The game was tight, Spain scored in the 81th minute through a penalty. In extra time we scored. We still had a chance. And just like that, our dream was crushed. Spain scored in the 111th minute and we were out.
Esmee sank to the floor and covered her face with her hands. The spanish players were celebrating while our dream was gone.
I walked to Esmee and sat infront of her. “Es, je hebt gedaan wat je kon.” (Es, you did what you could) I told her and gave her a hug.
“Y/n ik ga naar Barça” (Y/n i’m going to Barça) she told me.
How stupid could i be, falling in love with someone i knew for a few months. How fucking stupid could i be, expecting her to come to England for me.
Just when i thought today couldn’t get worse... The tears rolled down my cheeks again and i walked away towards the tunnel, Vic screaming my name but i just ignored her.
A/N this is my first fic, english is not my first language so i’m sorry if i made mistakes!! might make a part 2?!
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bluewasthecolor · 1 year
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91 and 68 with leah pls
Prompts 68 and 91 x Leah Williamson
Word Count: 905
Warnings: None
A/N: Another anon also requested 91 with Leah, so this will serve as both of the requests. Once again, this is longer than I intended it to be. Short fics are apparently not my strong suit. Enjoy!
“Leah, who's got you blushing over there?” “Ooooh, Leah has a girlfriend!”
“Shut up, the both of you, before I come over there and make you shut up!” “I’d like to see you try!”
That is the chaos you walk into when you arrive at training. Katie and Beth on one side of the changing room, taunting Leah, who is on the other side, blushing furiously. You smirk, and sidle up to her, nudging her hip with yours.
“Seriously though, you’ve been glued to your phone all week. I know it’s not your mum, so who are you talking to?” 
Leah looks at you, clearly trying to decide how much to reveal. Apparently she decides she can trust you because she flips her phone around, showing you the screen. As expected, it’s a girl. You feel a pang in your heart at the confirmation and can’t help but wish it were you instead.
You’ve been in love with Leah for as long as you can remember. Since U15s at the very least. But she’s never seen you like that, has always just been a friend. You’ve learned to accept it, but it doesn’t make it any less easier when she talks about the other girls she’s interested in. 
“We’re going on a date tonight,” She tells you, clearly excited. “Will you come over later to help me pick an outfit?” You have to remind yourself to breathe at the request. Helping Leah get ready for a date with another girl isn’t exactly at the top of your list of things to do with a free night, but you also relish any opportunity to spend time with the blonde. 
“Yeah, just let me know what time.”
With that, you lace up your boots and walk to the pitch, willing yourself not to get too worked up about it. It’s just one stupid date, right?
That Night
You arrive at Leah’s at half past six, standing outside the door to her flat for a solid five minutes before knocking. You question if you can do this right now, if you can watch the woman you’re in love with give her heart to someone else. Ultimately, you decide you don’t have a choice. Whether you go into her flat or not, she’s going on this date. The least you can do is make sure she has a friend to get ready with.
When Leah answers the door, she looks disheveled at best. Her hair is half dried, and she is wearing only her towel. You can’t help the way your eyes travel down her body–in your defense the towel does very little to cover anything. Unfortunately, you don’t have much time to stare. She pulls you inside frantically, clearly distressed. 
“You have to help me.” She says as she drags you towards her room. Inside, you find clothes strewn all over the bed. “I have no idea what to wear or what to do with my hair and I’m supposed to leave in an hour.”
“Okay, okay, calm down. That’s why I’m here. Where are you guys going?” You place your hand on her shoulders, pushing her to sit on the bed.
“We’re going to some fancy new restaurant that Viv told me was good. Why am I so nervous, Y/N? It’s just a stupid date.” You ignore Leah’s question, setting about picking out her outfit. You pick out a pair of cream trousers, along with an emerald green button down.
“Wear this, with the shirt half unbuttoned. It’s fancier than what you usually wear, but still your style.” You pass the clothes to her. “As for your hair, just finish blow drying it and wear it down. If I see you even attempt a ponytail, I’ll kill you.”
Leah heads to the bathroom to change, leaving you standing in her room. “Come in here and chill with me while I finish my hair!” She calls.
You obey, leaning on the doorframe to watch her. She bites her lip, just a little, when she’s focusing and it’s always driven you mad. When she’s playing, when you room together at England camps and she works on her accounting…it doesn’t matter the situation, it makes you melt. 
Leah finishes getting ready with ten minutes to spare and you sit together on her couch, chatting simply. It feels easy, as it always has. There isn’t any pressure to perform around each other, to put on a facade. When it’s time to go, she rises slowly, and you walk to your cars together. Just as she’s about to get in her car to go, something inside you tells you to stop her. 
“Leah.” She turns from her car door, a question in her eyes. At that moment, you make a decision. 
“Don’t go on that date.” Leah looks at you in shock.
“Why?”
“You know why.” At least, you think she does. You hope she does. How could she not know?
“Say it.” She’s walking closer to you now, her expression changed from confusion to something close to desire.
“I like you. Like…like you like you. I have for years now.”
In an instant, Leah’s lips are on yours. She has you pushed up against your car, is kissing you like she’s been waiting for this moment her whole life–and she sort of has. Eventually, she has to pull away.
“So…I have a reservation at this nice restaurant. Wanna join me?”
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chelscait · 8 months
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stupid, but i still love you. | Laura Wienroither
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category: angst with a civil ending.
summary: where you thought what you were doing was right but Laura disagreed, causing you to say some pretty mean things. (kinda)
word count: 3.3k.
a/n: this was another ficlet req. probably really bad, rushed the end and i haven’t proofread. also probably makes no sense.
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A champions league game is always a game you want to be playing the full 90 minutes, especially a semi final.
Due to arsenals long injury list, the team was only travelling with half of the squad they started the season with, making it all the more important to stay focused and prepared.
Arsenal didn’t need another player added to their ‘end of their season’ long list.
On the way to Germany, you couldn’t help the anxiety flow through you. The strikers in this historic team weren’t living up to its standards which put a lot of pressure on yourself and Stina.
Also the fact that you’ve started every game since Beth and Viv got injured, it’s fair to say you were rather exhausted. This game wasn’t the one where you needed to feel it’s affects.
As much as you were heaving under tired eyes, you didn’t fail to notice the cautious looks of your girlfriend whenever you visibly showed the affects. Apparently you weren’t being as discreet as you thought.
She chose to keep quiet though, not wanting to risk anything to do with the teams communication and cause a dispute.
When the day came for the game, you sat unsocially in your locker with your headphones on after tactics were discussed, your name and number being up front on the starting line up as always. You didn’t often huff at the picture but now it was a different story.
You felt a tap on the top of your head, your eyes opening to reveal the number 26 on the girls shorts, looking up at your girlfriend who mimes to take your headphones off.
You sat up from resting your elbows on your knees, sighing as you shifted them to lay around your neck.
“Everything okay?”
“Mhm.” You gave her your curt answer, attempting to return back to your music.
“Hey, i’m not finished.” Laura gave you a slap on the shoulder at your bluntness whilst her other hand snatched them off your head. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. Nerves is all.”
“You need to stop putting pressure on yourself, it’s not just you playing and making the chances. It’s a team sport, Y/N.” Sighing, she sat beside you with your knees touching for that discreet support.
“Yeah, but i’m the one that’s expected to get it in the back of the net.”
“Not all the time, you’re only human. Don’t over do it.”
“Laura, the reason i’ve been picked at senior level and on the starting team is to over do it, to perform at my absolute best. You have to over do it, otherwise you’re not good enough.” You leant back in your cubby, rubbing your hands over your thighs as you let out a deep breath.
It was too much to explain, women’s football was too much to explain.
“I don’t over do it and..”
“That’s why your not in the starting eleven. Always on the bench.” You nodded towards her training kit that was still on, not thinking about what just came out of your mouth.
“Excuse me?” Hearing the tremble in her voice made your heart sink, however your face didn’t show it. “Fuck you, Y/N. Sort yourself out.”
You caught Kim’s eyes from across the room after Laura had rushed to wherever she escaped to, disconnecting your view by covering your face with your hands.
The game started worse than any of the team was really expecting, the ball was always on Arsenals side and every shot was on target, inching closer towards the back of the net.
Your position as a forward was not what you were playing in the first half, the whole 11 players was in the back line, desperately trying to limit the risk of a goal but it didn’t work out.
You didn’t know the perfect techniques around playing in defense, only thinking tackles was all they had to put in. How wrong you were, and you thought playing up front was hard.
Halfway through the first half you had managed to find yourself on the wing, chasing against Jonsdottir to recover the ball.
She was quick, too quick and managed to shoulder you to the side, yourself not managing it too well when your studs got caught, your ankle twisting with all your body weight resting on top of it.
The pain shot up your leg and you fell onto the floor, covering your face with your hand whilst your other grabbed hold of your ankle, wanting to withdraw the small snapping sound you just heard from your mind.
You could still just about hear the continue of play around you, as well as the erupt of the crowd as they managed to get one in just as you sat up. Noticing the physios on the sideline, watching you, you decided to try your best to stand up and continue.
Doing so with a hiss, placing your foot flat on the ground before taking small steps. The pain was near to dull, but you think the adrenaline was wearing it off a bit allowing you to ignore it.
“She is hurt. It’s affecting her.” Laura spoke to nobody in particular, but mostly towards the physios keeping her eye on you as you tried your hardest to keep up.
Arsenal was down 2-1 by the half time whistle, thankful for Rafa for doing your job.
Hobbling off the pitch, you held eyesight with your girlfriend, her face did not look to happy but it had a hint of concern.
She brushed past you into the tunnel and you stared at the back of head as she made her way to the changing room, glaring at you as she pushed it open.
Once sat back in your cubby, you lifted your sock up from your ankle and tugged down your ankle sock, noticing the top of what possibly is a large bruise a long with a bit of swelling.
“Knew it. You’re injured.” You jumped as a voice appeared beside you, wincing as you quickly covered your ankle up and placed your foot down on the floor.
“What, no? It just a cut that’s all.”
Laura completely ignored you, plopping down beside you and harshly grabbed your ankle off the floor and into her lap.
“Laura!” You yelped as she did so, the pain escalating throughout your whole body. Nearly letting out a cry.
Your teammates heads snapped towards you, staring in confusion as you tried to tug your foot away from her.
“Laura, please.” The look on your face revealed a whole lot of vulnerability you never normally showed, especially not since the season started.
Laura couldn’t remember the last time you acted human and not some kind of machine with no thoughts of feelings whatsoever.
“I’m going to get the physios.”
“No! Do you want this team to lose?” You gritted your teeth at her, grabbing her arm to pull her back, her face full of shock at your tone.
“Y/N, stop being so arrogant. This isn’t you, i don’t even recognise you. You are injured and you’re going to make it worse, not better, for yourself or for the team.”
“I have to play.” You didn’t look at her as you spoke, voice calming as you realised she was right but you couldn’t give in. You couldn’t let the reds down, not now.
“No, you don’t.”
“Hey! What’s going on?” You both snapped your heads up at the voice of your captain, who was at that moment injured like most of the team was.
Your argument was the first thing Kim saw as she opened the door, you both squabbling in the corner as the rest talked about the second half.
“Ask Y/N. She’s..”
“Nothing, everything’s fine.” You cut her off along with a glare, your fingers gripping the edge of the bench as you hunched over.
She rolled her eyes at your naïvety, you knew you had fucked it up earlier and you can’t stop yourself which is consequently making it worse.
“Well, both of you get a grip, this is champions league not a sunday league game down your local rec.” Kim’s accent was broad, which only increased the stern attitude, like a mum telling off her kids. “Get your asses in gear, we can’t be showing any signs of weaknesses in this club anymore, we’ve been through far too much.”
You open your mouth to reply before being cut off.
“And, if you are injured and are going to continue playing.. i won’t take it lightly if i found out you lied to me.” She poked a finger in your face and it felt just like school times, your eyes wide as she stared you down before making her way out of the changing rooms.
“Now what? You still going to play?”
You sighed, rubbing a hand over your face. “I’m not injured.”
“You’re such an idiot, Y/N. Don’t come crying to me when you have to miss the rest of the season.”
You were subbed off in the 70th minute, your performance decreasing and your pace faltered, your ankle now betraying you.
Weirdly, you were being subbed off for Laura and you saw her mention something to the physios as you tried to hide your limp.
You immediately knew what she had done and you didn’t bother to make any effort with her, brushing past her before she ran on the pitch.
“Y/N?” The physio called you as you tried to make your way to the bench, groaning as you turned to her with a timid smile.
She saw straight through you, raising her eyebrows at your stance, quite used to your antics by now.
“I’m fine, i don’t need treatment.”
“Y/N, I can see you’re in pain. You’re not hiding it from me this time, come on.”
At this point your club physio was a bit like your mother, stern face and a ‘get in there now’ attitude. Yourself accompanying it like a child.
She told you to get on top of the bed in the medical room after she allowed you to sort yourself out in the changing room, no sympathy laced in her voice as she sorted what she needed.
You slumped into the plastic thin mattress, your arms crossed with a pout on your face, one which the woman laughed at as she turned around.
Trying not to wince or groan, she took your boot off as well as your sock before gasping in a deep breath at the sight.
“Y/N.. you really didn’t feel any pain with this?” She let out the breath she was holding as she spoke, hands resting on the end of the bed as like she was unsure what she was supposed to do.
“No, it’s not even that.. bad…” You sat up to get a better look at it. “oh.”
“Yeah, oh. Y/N, that could be fractured.”
Her face made you panic, your breathing quickening as you moved your foot closer towards you and away from her.
“Well can’t you tell?”
“Not without an x-ray, but by the amount of swelling and bruising i’d say you have a positive chance of being out for a while.”
“No.” You shook your head as you swung your legs over the side, careful to not bang your ankle as the aim was to escape.
“Y/N! Don’t let me call in you know who.” She took hold of your shoulders, almost restraining you from getting up.
“I’m sure just some ice will do, no? I bet it’s a small sprain.” You panicked, tears welling up in your eyes.
You didn’t want to let the team down with being another of the many injured players.
“It is not a small sprain, Y/N. Now, back on the table.” You heard another voice enter, groaning as Kim sauntered into the room with a disappointed face.
You gave your physio a pleading look to make her leave, she only gave a shrug as a response making you whine.
“What did i say, Y/N? You’ve ruined it, for yourself and for the team. If you had gotten treatment earlier and not have been so selfless to continue playing, you may have avoided such a season-threatening injury.”
You stared at her as she rambled on, her words going in one ear and out the other. Responding to her frustrations with a simple shrug.
“Is that it? You don’t ca-.”
“I don’t know, Kim. Try putting yourself in my shoes right now, all of these injuries aren’t just affecting the ones injured but also the players that are left to play for this club. The pressure is way beyond even describing, i mean, look at me! I barely played before beth and viv got injured. I was put on the pitch like a headless chicken.. and i needed to prove myself and i tried, you cant blame me for that.” You let the tears spill as you reacted, known to the fact that what you did was stupid but you had your reasons. You didn’t need another telling you.
“You didn’t need to put your health at risk though.” Her voice was calmer than before, pulling your head in to her chest. “I don’t blame you, Y/N.. but sometimes you have to be selfish, for your benefit. If you don’t, then you won’t have a very long career. Believe me when i say, i was the same as you.. but I turned selfish and did what was needed for me and look where i am now.”
“Injured?” You huffed out a laugh through your tears, peaking out of her jumper as you felt pressure on your ankle which reminded you both weren’t alone.
“Very funny.” She rolled her eyes, pushing your head away jokingly. “For me, Y/N. Don’t do this again.”
“Promise.”
“Also, apologise to Laura. She was only trying to help and you were a bit of a cunt to her.”
You winced at the strong noun that was used to describe your behaviour, threading your fingers through your hair as your remembered what you had said to her, the guilt and regret encasing you.
You nodded at her before she left, leaving you and you looked at the end of the bed where your physio was staring at you.
“I’m fucked, she isn’t going to forgive me that easily.”
“And who’s fault is that.” She grinned sarcastically, patting the boot that was now on your foot a bit too hard.
“Ow!”
After half an hour of trying to hype yourself up to reveal yourself and your new ‘accessory’ to your team, you made your way out and towards the changing room where everyone stopped and stared at you. Including your girlfriend.
You ignored everyone’s questions, heading straight towards Laura who was busy stripping her kit off.
“Laura.” You tried to catch her attention, her name guiltily slipping out your throat.
She ignored you and you could see the way you’ve made her feel from her expression, biting the inside of her cheek as she began chucking stuff haphazardly.
“Laura, can i please talk to you?”
She kept her silence, snatching her towel and knocking her shoulder into yours, making her way towards the showers.
You were about to give up before you caught Kim’s glare again, urging you to make more of an effort and you nodded before gradually making your way to the showers.
You poked your head round the corner to be able to see inside the shower room, spotting Laura, whom you couldn’t help but admire. “Laura..”
“Y/N, for fuck sake, leave me alone!” She examined as she moved to cover herself from you, her front partially pressed to the shower wall.
“Just please let me talk to you.”
“I’m naked and in the shower right now, Y/N, now isn’t the perfect time.”
“I’ve seen you naked before, hardly makes a difference.” You explored how you said that, fingers tapping the edge of the wall whilst you made sure no water was touching your boot.
“Well i dont feel comfortable being naked around you right now and i still wont be with the conversation you want to have.” She turned her head over her shoulder, elbows shielding anything from your view. “Just.. wait out there.”
You pursed your lips as you nodded but didn’t make any movement other than that, your eyes still staring into the room.
“Y/N!”
“Sorry.”
Hobbling back into the main dressing area, you cowered as some of the girls stared at you, though mostly your foot.
You didn’t mention anything, letting them figure it out for themselves that you were in fact injured and you now couldn’t do anything about it.
You decided to sit down in front Laura’s cubby, that way she couldn’t avoid talking to you as she’d have to get you to move if she wanted to successfully get changed.
You reached over towards your own locker, rummaging for your phone to update your family that you were most likely out of playing for a while and they wouldn’t be able to see you at the emirates.
Spotting a pair of feet in front of you as you leant your elbows on your thighs, you traced your gaze up towards her face.
“Move. Get out of my locker.”
You shuffled slightly to the right, still in reach of her and she rolled her eyes as she reached for her clothes and started to redress.
“I’m sorry.”
She scoffed as she pulled her joggers up, her wet hair falling in front of her face pulling you in to tuck it behind her ear but before you could she slapped your hand away.
“Don’t pull that shit with me.”
“What else do you want me to say, Laura? What i did was wrong but it was in the spur of the moment.”
“You embarrassed me, made me feel like shit.”
“How did i embarrass you? All i did was say i could play.”
“Yeah whilst you said that, you basically continued to say that you deserve to play more injured than i do not injured.” She mentioned as she tucked her hair behind her ears before crossing her arms over her chest.
“Bullshit.” You moaned, lulling your head back.
“My god, Y/N.. you can never admit you’re wrong. Always trying to argue back your innocence.” She stopped what she was doing to glare at you, the words practically seething from her mouth. “I told you that you needed to stop playing, you ignored me and here you are. That’s one way you were wrong, the bits you said about me and to me just added to it. This never works, we can never communicate in this relationship!”
You spotted a single tear flow down her face, biting her lip as she tried to suppress any following emotion.
“I’m sorry, i’m really sorry, Laura. I never meant to take my insecurities out on you, it’s just that i’m fed up with not being able to live up to the fans standards. I wanted to prove myself and i can see how i’ve taken it too far. I love you, please don’t.”
You reached out to her, gripping her hands in yours so she couldn’t escape your touch.
“Don’t what?”
“Break up with me.”
She sighed and sat down beside you, leaning the side of her head against the wall as she looked at your joint hands.
“I couldn’t break up with you. Even though you’re downright stupid and fucking annoyingly hard to persuade, i still love you.”
You perked up at her confession, herself raising an eyebrow as you shuffled closer to her and raise your hands closer to your body.
“I love you too, and i promise you i will not bother you with my problems when it come to my rehab and i’ll come up with many ways to make you forgive me.”
“Why the first part?”
“Because i vaguely remember you saying to not come crying to you..”
“You know i’d still help, you’re too useless to do it alone.” She smiled slightly, sitting up as she did so.
“Hey, not funny.”
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hazshit-hotel-hater · 11 days
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Insomnia and allergies are killing me (they aren’t anymore cause i wrote this part a week ago) so prepare for a bunch of Angel Dust facts that no one needs to know about and Vivziepop will probably end up ignoring!
Some of these are headcanons and some of these are canon facts so they will be colourcoded as such! Headcanons will be blue and canon facts will be red. Anything that relates to real spiders will be listed with a 🕷️! Some of these will also get a little doodle from me
Much like an average spider, Angel can feel and sense when storms are coming. These freak him out and will make him curl up on the ground.🕷️
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Angel is sensitive to vibrations and especially sensitive to stronger ones like lightning and earthquakes. (Hell does not have earthquakes.) Stronger ones make him paranoid and nauseous from his organs moving around.🕷️
He definitely needs glasses to see far away but doesn’t bother since it hardly becomes an issue in daily life.🕷️
Jumping spiders change how they see btw! Less light = more detail, More detail = less light.
Vision Examples:
He can also see behind him but I don’t have that angle so this is the best you get
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Sleeps curled up.🕷️
Also follows lasers! Not in the same way a cat would, but any interesting movement in his peripheral vision will cause him to turn toward it to see it better.🕷️
Can see ultraviolet light.🕷️
Dresses up Fat Nuggets on Halloween. And basically every other day. Seems to have a preference for the witch hat
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Owns a skateboard??
Why do his eyes glow pink why can he do that on command
Can dialate his pupils at will I guess
Molts. Basically like shedding but if you also had to scrub a chunk of your skin off. Lasts 1-2 days.🕷️
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Occasionally yells at his brother on the street
Currently still under the impression his sister is alive. She also probably found him after he overdosed.
Struggles to keep track of time
No idea what half the letters in LGBTQIA+ mean
Recently learned what a pride flag is
Angel has small retractable hooks/claws inside his palm that he can use to hold onto surfaces.🕷️
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Angel hates people crying around or on him and will push them away or distance himself.
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Angel is very skittish around fire even though it cannot hurt him.
Hates the smell of citrus fruits.🕷️
Angel has two fangs (primary for injecting and liquifying food) on the roof of his mouth, much sharper papillae in the back of his throat and a second set of venomous fangs near the deeper in his throat that are to inject larger food and paralyze it but there is the rare occasion where the fangs stab his own throat and he collapses for a few hours after getting the fangs unstuck and he just lays there until it wears off and it kind of looks like he's dead cause there’s probably blood in his mouth but hes fine /hj🕷️
This is more of a food safety precaution. If he ate something live he would inject it with venom if it wasn’t dead yet, but he does not do this so these fangs are basically pointless and he might as well just get them removed at this point
Angel DOES have lungs! I know this seems like a very basic fact but some spiders have book lungs! Different from ours they don’t breathe the same way we do, just like how spiders don’t have blood like humans. This is me being a nerd, but we have seen that Angel has mentioned his lung capacity and he has the ability to cough as seen in Episode 5 (I think its 5 dont quote me on that) This means he cannot have book lungs since if he did he would not be able to cough, nor would he be able to sneeze or hiccup.🕷️
Angel is likely right handed in his top pair of hands, left handed or ambidextrous in his middle pair, and as for the bottom it seems like either ambidextrous or he just doesn’t like to use them for actions at all.
This is like half headcanon but also I pay way more attention to this shit than Viv does so Im basically right all the time
It doesn’t get super cold in hell Id assume, but on the rare occasion it gets colder or the AC in the hotel is on really high that is one of the few times Angel will use webbing and will wrap himself in it and crawl under a blanket and stay there. If it’s really cold or he plans on being in a cold area for maybe a week or month or so he might go into diapause to conserve energy, warmth, and food. (This can also happen when he has sudden sharp changes in diet and during daylight savings)🕷️
This will be updated again I can feel it in my bones. Hopefully this can satiate you all while I move house 🫶
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tragedyxremedy · 3 months
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One of my biggest questions for Viv is why she even bothered making Alastor an asexual character, him of all the characters. Obviously, the sexualities of the characters is not the pivot of the plot and good asexuality representation is still a little funky so I’m not expecting a whole lot of scenes where it’ll be showcased properly, but then at the very least I hope we can get a glimpse into Alastor’s backstory outside of hell that’ll help me understand this aspect of his character because otherwise it just seems to be a little bit of a bizarre choice. I rlly don’t care for him as a character, he’s always seemed a little too overpowered as a mere overlord in the grand scheme of hell, his design hurts my eyes and it seriously doesn’t help at all that he eats people, but I just want to see if Viv actually thought this through rather than slapping it on him like an afterthought
Perhaps younger me could see the humorous irony in a character made to have the appeal and eccentricity of a tumblr sexyman actually being asexual, but now that I’m older all I’m wondering if this was the only reason and nothing else. To lure the fandom in with this (apparently) attractive character only to spill the beans that he’s asexual for shits and giggles, all the while thirsty people were already in the process of making smuts about him. I find it very lame and honestly disappointing
And it’s not even like this news stopped them from simping so damn much because he was still sexualized. It’s so disrespectfully blatant too, so I rlly don’t know how Viv wouldn’t be aware of it
I absolutely despise this idea that you can’t do anything with worthwhile asexual characters or that they’re a bane to the shipping maniacs because the second someone ships them with another character, their sexuality is completely erased and discarded since sex is apparently one of the very few interesting things two characters can do together, especially in a show that loves its over the top sexual humor. However, having an actually well written asexual character in hell society would’ve been a perfect way of showcasing their struggles to stay true to who they are while also wanting to adhere to the expectations or practices of the sinners around them, and the solution to this conflict is clear
A character’s sexuality is just as important as all their other attributes, so it should never included in a way that gives the impression that you’re checking off a list, like ‘okay now that we have x type of character in the show this’ll definitely satisfy the audience even though we don’t care enough to give them any development or personality whatsoever except the painful stereotype and tropes, but as long as it gets those ratings up 😙✨’
Its just so fucking upsetting that this the mentality on the topic of inclusion and diversity
Perhaps in a different universe, we would’ve had asexual characters who aren’t cannibal serial killers or antagonists who really had the potential to be great but were rendered into cartoonish laughing stocks, but at this point imma just take what I can get albeit very begrudgingly (from Alastor, not Striker—Viv has already assassinated any interest I had in him with Western Energy)
Even though right now there’s very, very little relatability with a character like Alastor, just like with everything else, imma go into it hoping for the best but expecting the worse
I just know that I personally would never ever tolerate sexualization of my asexual characters, at all. Same with any of my other characters, I’m not gonna let treatment like that fly
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But anyways, I’m on my way to school rn and again I choose to write these at quite possibly the worst time imaginable but it’s whatever
Toodles for now 👋
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Okay, one of the positives of Google’s search algorithm going to shit is that you often end up with hilarious results.
I don’t recall Viv ever voicing a character in the pilot, so I’m not sure why Google decided to list her as part of the cast. Also, Elsie Lovelock is Charlie’s singing voice, not her speaking voice. So again, great job Google.
Oh, and Kovach still showing up in the top search results means that plenty of people spent the last five years searching for “Angel Dust voice actor.” That the algorithm no longer recognizes anybody else in the role, even after the series cast was officially announced.
Still, it is pretty funny seeing the people Viv screwed over show up in the search results.
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heavenlyhischier · 23 days
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ABBY could we have your blog recommendations?!
YES OF COURSE
this list might be long so i’m sorry 😭
@thatintrovertedwriter literally loves luke more than anyone i know. luke and izzie and jack and viv (her au’s) have my heart. bonus points that she’s my soulmate fr
@jostyriggslover96 she has a good jack series going right now and i love it!! love love her she’s my bff
@grandprixbarzal mat girlie and one of the best friends ever. absolutely the sweetest soul
@kelseys-version another one of my most favorite barzy girls! she’s got some phenomenal writing you should check out too
@ijustreallylovethem rae is literally one of the funniest people ever. love love her, she makes me laugh every day. she has some amazing au’s too.
@sweetestdesire brynn literally makes my jaw drop with her writing. it’s beautiful and eloquent and just amazing. i love her
@bedsyandco cami!! literally one of the sweetest humans ever and she has so many good au’s for nhl, umich, and bc college.
@girlwhosimps syd’s absolutely hilarious and she’s really sweet
@brenbrissonwhore if you’re into Bren, ellie is your girl without a doubt.
@ladylooch seriously has the best au’s i’ve seen. absolutely amazing. i love her and all of her stuff. she’s also super kind and i love seeing her on my feed!!
@mads-28 she’s always been so kind to everyone and i love seeing her commentary on reblogs and what not. always makes me smile.
@swissalbanianmiss she’s super sweet and has a lot of really good fics!! very very genuine and i adore her so much
@prettyboywoll super super sweet! she’s nothing but kind to everyone and she also has some good au’s and other writings!
@rowdygoose annie!!! she’s super sweet and very interactive i love it so much
@prettyinsatiable i love mckenna so much. she makes my day when i see her on my blog or in my notifs
@ithinkimokeei has a super good mat series going right now!! she’s so sweet and so fun as well<3
@fiapartridge super talented writer! love seeing her on the dash <3
@sunkissed-zegras ev is seriously so sweet and literally so talented i absolutely adore her writing and seeing her on my feed
@sc0tters amber works so hard on all of her stuff and she’s amazing!!
this is all i can think off of the top of my head right now 😭
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circle-with-me · 1 month
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‘tis the damn season - part 5
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Pairing: Will Ramos x OFC (Gen/Viv/Vivvy)
Content Warning/Tags: 18+ MDNI!!! nightmares, psychological abuse, verbal abuse, implications of physical abuse, menacing/threatening behavior, toxic relationship with parent (father), mentions of death, mentions of car wrecks, mentions of alcoholism, panic attacks, unprotected vaginal sex, creampie.
First part of this may be rough for some but after that is pure FLUFF I swear! Tooth rotting. They’re adorable, I love them so much.
Word Count: 3k
tag list: @concretenoah @deathblacksmoke @sitkowski @bngurngheart @malice-ov-mercy @witchyweeb34 @lyschko666 @cookiesupplier @lilrubles @meekahy @lacktoesandtoddlerants @sammyjoeee @collective-heartbreak @agravemisstake @catharsis-in-darkness @0fth34byss
Authors note: PLEASE PLEASE READ THE TAGS BEFORE YOU READ THIS PART!
There is a nightmare scene that can be pretty rough for some and I want to make sure everyone is prepared. You do not have to read that part to know that is going on with the rest of the story so I have divided it up so you can scroll through it. The scene is in italics. Once you reach the snowflake divider you’ve made it to the rest of the story. Love you guys and thanks as always for reading my thing ♥️
thank you to @deathblacksmoke and @concretenoah for being the best beta readers/listening to me go on about this fic incessantly. They’re my biggest helpers and supporters and I wouldn’t know what to do without them 🤍
warning divider by @cafekitsune, snowflake divider by @saradika-graphics, t. swift lyrics dividers by yours truly
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“Genevieve! Get down here NOW!” 
She stiffens at her father’s booming voice calling for her downstairs. Even with her door closed it sounded as if he was right next to her. Gen sits at the edge of her bed, dreading what would happen next. He would become angrier the longer she made him wait but fear kept her frozen.
“GENEVIEVE!” The voice boomed again. “Don’t make me come up there!”
She whimpers at the threat, knowing if she doesn’t get up immediately he’ll make good on it. Wiping the tears from her cheeks she gets up and opens her door, padding down the hallway to the staircase.
Gen stands at the top of the stairs and peers over in an attempt to catch a glimpse of him. She hears noises from the kitchen, shuffling around followed by shattering glass and a string of curses. He’s drunk, but what else is new? 
“God dammit Genevieve, you don’t fucking li-” She jumps as his large frame stampedes out of the kitchen and to the bottom of the stairs. He halts when he sees her, the fury in his eyes turning to annoyance. He grips the railing, taking a step up. 
“Mija, why did I get a call from school today telling me you’ve been skipping class?”
Gen feels her heart start to race. 
“Daddy, I-I..” She stammers, tears welling up in her eyes. “I only skipped class once so I could..”
He slams his fist against the railing and Gen freezes in place, wrapping her arms around herself for comfort. 
“Don’t lie to me, bitch.” He spits.
“I’m not lying to you, daddy! I promise. It was just one time! I wanted..”
He takes another step up.
“What the fuck is so important that you had to skip class for, huh?”
Gen whimpers, she knew he’d be furious to find out the truth but if she lied it would be ten times worse. She doesn’t even look up when she speaks.
“Tomorrow is Will’s birthday and I wanted to get him something special. He likes manga and the only place that sells it around here closes early. So, I left before the last period started so I could get there on time.” 
“You skipped school to buy that stupid boy a comic book?” Gabriel sneers, narrowing his eyes at his daughter. 
“Daddy, he’s not..”
“And whose fucking money did you buy that with?” 
“Mine.” She sniffles. “Mrs. Hart has been having some trouble getting around so she asked me to help her with some housework. I told her not to but she insisted on paying me.” 
He barks a laugh but there’s no humor behind it. In fact, it’s so cold it makes Gen’s skin crawl. 
“Always taking advantage of people. What would your mother think of you?” Gen winces. He loves to use her mother against her. “I bet you went over to the neighbors begging for money. Just like when you cry to Will about how terrible I treat you.”
Gabriel ascends the step once more, taking two steps this time. 
“Maybe I wouldn’t drink all the time or be so ‘terrible’ if I had a better daughter. Did you think of that? I lost my wife and I get to look at her spitting image every single day. You will never be half the woman she was… It should have been you that died in that wreck.”
If he had said that a year ago, his statement would have devastated her. She reasons that in some way it probably still does, but her bitterness and hatred for the man she calls her father usurps that feeling. 
Gen looks in his eyes— eyes that have been lifeless and cold for years. She knew the risks, the consequences, the days of recovery ahead of her but she didn’t care. If he was going to sink that low then so was she.
“No, daddy. You can blame your drinking on me if you want to but you had a problem long before mom died. If you weren't such a drunk that wreck never would have happened. It should have been you that died.”
Gabriel’s lips curl in anger, a snarl coming from his chest. “You little fucking bitch!” He bounds up the stairs towards her, reaching out to grab her and—
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Gen’s eyes fly open and she pants looking around the room. Her vision is so blurry she can barely see anything and it doesn’t help her racing heart. She lays her head back against the pillow, trying to slow her breathing. 
“It was just a bad dream. It’s over. Breathe.” She whispers to herself. After a few minutes, she opens her eyes, her vision much clearer. She feels something shift slightly next to her and she looks over.
Beside her, as far away from her as he possibly could be, was Will. His brown eyes stare at her like she’s a wounded puppy and he wants to rescue her. From day one, he was always her protector, but he had witnessed enough nightmares to know he needed to stay away until the coast was clear.
Gen smiles meekly at him, body still trembling and tears falling freely. She stretches her arm out towards him. He was so far away from her that her fingertips barely brush his chest. 
A strangled “baby” is all she can get out but that’s good enough for Will. He envelops her in his arms, pulling her into his chest, softly kissing her face. She sobs into his arms while he rubs her back, soothing her with sweet words. 
“I’m here, baby. I’ve got you.” He whispers. 
Will doesn’t need her to tell him what happened. The whines and cries in her sleep were enough. He remembers all of the sleepless nights for both of them, navigating through the nightmares and trauma plaguing her. Will thinks about the years of nightmares she has had with no one to comfort her like he is now and his heart aches.
Gen clutches onto him, burying herself deeper into his chest, gasping sobs wracking her body. Will holds her tightly, knowing it always gets worse before it gets better. He gently strokes her hair, crooning a song he’s done his best to forget in her ear.
“I look back to the one and only summertime
When my girl was the envy of every friend of mine
She slept safely in my arms
We were so young and invincible”
Will feels her shuddered breaths calm a little. The grip she has on him relaxes, her hands still shaking but lightly rubbing at his sides. He takes that as a hint to keep going.
“Closed lips
She was never one to kiss and tell
Those trips in the summer never went so well
Young love was such dumb love
Call it what you want
It was still enough”
Gen’s body continues to calm as he sings. He stops singing and hums as he takes a peek at her. He notices she’s not crying anymore and wipes the remaining tears from her face. She cracks an eye open and sniffles, hugging him even closer and nuzzling into his neck whining for him to continue. He smiles softly. There’s my girl. He thinks.
“And it's still out of my reach
And you're still
All of the things that I want in my life
How could I ask you to leave me?”
And we were just kids in love
The summer was full of mistakes
We wouldn't learn from
The first kiss stole the breath from my lips
Why did the last one tear us apart?”
His singing becomes quieter as he processes the lyrics. They were fifteen when they first heard this song. It came out the summer they started dating and it seemed perfect at the time. Will heard it first and declared it “their song” immediately. Gen had complained at first that the song was too sad but Will told her to focus on the sweet parts. He reassured her the sad verses would never apply to them.  
Fourteen years later the realization that they not only do apply to them but almost mirror their situation perfectly was almost too much for Will to bear. 
“We're falling down
Can we pick up the pieces?
We're at an all-time low
How do we get it back?
We're falling down”
The last few words come out a cracked and broken mess as tears stream down his face. He attempts to hide his pain from Gen but she hears it and can feel his heart pounding. She looks up at him, tears of her own returning, but the look in her eyes is no longer panic. Instead, it’s heartbreak, empathy, and longing. 
Gen smiles at him, adjusting herself so that she can wrap her arms around his neck. She kisses him gently. It’s so gentle that he can barely feel it and he wants more but doesn’t want to rush her. 
They lay together, wrapped in each other’s arms for a while, their lips meeting with little intention besides soothing the other person. Will’s hands roam her back and sides, staying in neutral areas until she’s ready. 
 When Gen deepens the kiss, he lets her have control. He can feel that she needs more by the way she pulls at his neck and rubs herself against him. He smiles into the kiss and plays with the frayed ends of her shirt.
“Is this okay?” He breathes, rubbing his fingers only barely under the hem.
She nods and he slides his hand under her shirt, his thumb brushing her ribcage just under her breasts. She lifts her leg over his hip and pulls him in closer, moaning as she feels how hard he is against her. Will cups her breast in his hand while he grinds into her slowly, swallowing every moan she gives him.
“Turn around for me.” Will requests and she obliges, rotating in the opposite direction and making a point to place her ass right up against his crotch as she settles down. Will chuckles and grabs her hips, grinding into her hard. Gen giggles back at him, gasping softly. 
“Are you ready for me, baby? Need you.” He says slipping a hand in her panties and running a finger through her slit. He curses at how wet she is and quickly shoves his boxers down, hiking her leg over his. He pushes her panties to the side and slips inside of her.
Will slides his other arm underneath her and wraps it around her chest, pressing his body as close to hers as he can get. He presses kiss after kiss on her face and neck, slowly dragging his cock in and out of her. 
Gen reaches back to card her fingers through his curls, bringing their lips together. She whimpers against his mouth, begging him to go faster. Will increases his movements, the sound of her stuttered moans already forming a knot in his stomach.
“Touch yourself for me, Vivvy… please” Will pants into her neck. “Need to.. fuck, want you to finish with me.” 
Gen snakes her hand down her stomach, circling her clit with the pads of her fingers. Will watches her from over her shoulder, squeezing her hip so hard  he’ll be shocked if he doesn’t leave a mark. 
“Will.” Gen cries, moving her hips to meet his thrusts. With every new thrust inside of her he can feel her getting closer. The muscles in her belly are tensing and her legs are beginning to shake. Will watches as she practically bounces on his cock chasing her release.
“I’m here, baby. Let go for me. I’ve got you.” He coos, feeling his own climax coming on quickly. 
Gen stills in front of him, crying out his name, shaking and moaning. Will pulls her so close he can barely breath and continues thrusting until he spills deep inside of her. 
For some time, neither of them move or say a word. Will curls around her, still holding her tightly while Gen places featherlight kisses to his fingers. Both actions, while truly sincere, have hidden meanings. 
One of them is trying to keep the other as close as possible in fear of them retreating. While the other is remembering for the first time in years what it’s like to experience a safe place in the form of a person.
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Gen feels the bed dip beside her and a warm hand runs up her arm. She makes a contented sound but keeps her eyes shut. Will removes his hand and replaces it with his lips, kissing up to her shoulder. 
“Time to get up, sleepy head.” He hums. 
Gen pulls the covers over her head groaning and he laughs, fighting to get them off of her. 
“Viv, It’s almost 2:30. We’ve been sleeping all day!”
The vice grip Gen has on the comforter stays as Will hears her grumbling something underneath them.
“What’s that?” He says, tilting his head and putting his ear to the blanket. “I can’t hear you, you’re gonna have to whine louder!”
A hand reaches out of the comforter and pinches Will’s side and he yelps. A satisfied snicker comes from below the fabric barrier as her hand retreats but he’s quick to grab it.
Gen squeals as he rips the comforter off of her and grabs her other hand, pinning them above her head. He watches her as she giggles uncontrollably; She’s trying, but not really to remove herself from his grasp. He kisses her face repeatedly and he lets her remove her hands so she can wrap her arms around him. 
“We need to get up, Vivvy.” Will says between pecks. 
“Whyyyy?” Gen drags out, giving him her best pout.
“Well, for one.. we haven’t eaten all day which is just not acceptable. Especially for a lazy day. And two…” He stands up and walks over to the window and peeks through the blinds. “It’s snowing.”
Gen sits up on her elbows, a baffled expression on her face. 
“And…?” 
Will rolls his eyes. 
“And.. If I recall correctly someone used to love playing in the snow. At least before she turned into a big grump.” He teases.
Gen’s eyes light up and she scrambles to the window. She looks out as Will holds the blinds open for her, noticing how much it snowed overnight. Gen estimated there were probably five to six inches outside. It was perfect for a fun day in the snow.
“Can we go outside now?” She asks, buzzing with excitement.
“Food first. Snow after.” He replies.
After they eat, Gen practically runs to get dressed, stealing clean clothes from Will’s dresser to layer with. Seeing her in his clothes, the way his sweatpants cling to her hips and accentuate her curves makes him short of breath. 
He considers the option of pulling them off of her and bending her over the dresser she was standing at but he knew not to mess with a woman and her snow plans. Even if sex was involved. Besides, there was always afterwards.
Will decides it’s best to distract himself so he walks into the living room to finish getting ready. Gen follows him shortly after, grabbing her boots and putting them on.
Will zips up his puffer jacket and turns around, watching as Gen puts on her pathetic excuse for a coat. He stands and watches her for a moment, an amused expression on his face. When she looks up, she sees him and grins.
“What?” 
“You spend a few years in L.A. and forget how to dress for the weather here.” Will snickers as he gets up and assesses her outfit. He shakes his head and tuts at her. “Unacceptable.” Gen sticks her tongue out and Will laughs as he walks to his closet.
He brings her his extra puffer and beanie, placing the hat on her head and letting her put the jacket on herself. 
“At least you brought a scarf, you monster.” He teases, fixing it around her neck. “Can’t have my girl freezing out there.”
Gen feels her cheeks flush, surprised at how quickly she accepts it. Was there a point in fighting it though? She was his girl. That had never changed, no matter how long she tried to combat it. In the back of her mind, she’s reminded this is temporary, but she stubbornly pushes it away. For once, she’s going to let herself have what she wants. 
Will zips the jacket up for her, adjusting the scarf and making sure she was nice and snug. “That’s much better.” He says as he leans in and kisses her nose. He wraps his arms around her waist and rubs his nose against hers, grinning as she giggles uncontrollably.
“Ready to go, baby?”
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Gen peers around the corner of the tree she’s hiding around. Will stands a few feet away, his back facing her. She sneaks around the tree, as quietly as the crunch of the snow would allow and runs toward him, throwing the snowball in her hand at him and hitting his back. 
“There you are!” Will yells, running after her. He gathers up snow, throwing it back at her while he chases her. Shrieks of laughter permeate the cold winter air as they sprint around like little kids. Will finally catches up to her and grabs her, pulling her down on top of him.
Gen pulls down the scarf around his face, covering his face with kisses, focusing specifically on his cold red nose. She doesn’t miss the quiet giggles he lets out between each peck. His arms squeeze her tightly against him and despite the 20° temperature, she feels warmer than ever.
Will removes his arms from her suddenly and she sulks. He beams at her, spreading his arms and legs out in the snow, attempting to move them in a sweeping motion. 
“It’s very hard to make a snow angel when you’re on top of me.” 
Gen scoffs and rolls off of him, landing on her back next to him. 
“That’s the first time you’ve ever complained about me being on top of you before.”
“First and only time, Vivvy.” He winks. “Now, are you gonna make one with me or is mine gonna sit here out in the snow all by itself?”
Gen and Will make their snow angels, and Will hops up to help her off the ground. They stand in front of them to assess their handiwork.
“Looks good to me. What do you think, babe?” He asks, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
“Perfect.” Gen responds, nuzzling into his chest. “Absolutely perfect.”
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Hi, I’m back from watching the first episode of Hazbin Hotel, here are my thoughts on it.
But first, here is the swear counter:
Fuck - 22
Shit - 12
Bitch - 5
Damn -
Ass - 2
Cock/Dick - 5
Porn/Sex - 6
Tits/Boobs - 2
Pussy/Vagina/ Cunt - 2
Spoilers under the break.
The Good/ Things I Enjoyed:
Vaggie, Alastor, Charlie, Husk, and Nifty all have pretty good voice acting.
The two that stand out to me as my favorites are Husk and Nifty. Husk sounds well husky. It sounds like he smokes or used to smoke and there’s this gritty gruff to it. It really fits his character well. Like if you had to ask me what the voice of a bar tender gambling winged cat demon was? That is it.
Nifty’s voice acting also hits that sweet spot with her character where it sounds small like a balloon or squeaky toy but also small like a needle or a switch blade if that makes sense.
Overall I love Nifty so much. The gag of her freezing up when Vaggie tries to film her was great. Having it happen twice hit that joke sweet spot of letting it set in and be executed without over staying. It also fits her character well since she’s a little bit weird (such a blorbo) and I would like to headcanon that since she was summoned by Alastor, she kinda shares his distaste for video.
Also I am deeply hoping to hear more Spanish be spoken by Vaggie. Both the upset Spanish ranting and her sweetly singing to Charlie in Spanish. Imagine Charlie singing back also in Spanish. Would be neat I think.
The other two things was the Helluva reference on the side of a van and a Travis cameo. That was neat, adding some consistency to the world.
The Bad / Things I Didn’t Like:
Idk if it was just me but at least at the start, the animation looked choppy when Vaggie and Charlie were speaking at first. But for the rest of the episode it was pretty alright. Certainly doesn’t feel like a professional production level but that is what you get when you pay people slave wages Viv. I do hope that the animators can take some pride in their work, especially the more fluent movements during the songs.
Speaking of songs, Happy Day In Hell is alright. Nothing stand out but it’s good.
Adam’s song meanwhile. Ugh. Not fully committing to the rock/punk, still being another generic pop song, and overall adds onto my issues with Adam as a character and the whole “THE ANGELS ASCTHUCALLY BAD YOU GUYS” thing is, ugh.
It boils down to:
1) If Heaven is also as bad as Hell, why even bother with redemption?
2) Is it just the Exterminators who are corrupt? Also several demons were killed while Charlie sang so like what makes the Exterminations so bad if a second death is constantly happening casually?
3) Why do any of the Exterminators follow Adam? Also Adam has been written as a hand holder for the audience so you know who to hate (he got Stella’d).
4) I see how Viv is trying to tackle the issues of the patriarchy and misogyny in this but like, does she think that redeems her from how she’s handled Helluva Boss? (Once more, Stella.)
On the topic of male characters, who is Alastor anymore? He used to be smug and commanding and set up as a manipulative deal maker that doesn’t really care for the well being of others and now he just kinda walks around mocking Vaggie and Charlie? Idk just feels like Alastor is being added on top of the list of characters (which is like everyone but Vaggie) that don’t believe in Charlie to manage redemption.
Do wish for more spooky moments with him though.
Now onto Angel.
Why does his voice sound like a deflated worm out balloon? It caught me so off guard and it’s just nails on a chalkboard for me.
And the sex jokes, two of which stuck out to me as “can you not?”
“This body was made to be exploited” by Angel. I don’t think I have to explain why having your SA character say that line out loud and frame it as a humorous comment is a good look. Classic Viv moment.
“I like being forced” by Nifty. Yes, what a great line to have given to the small, child appearing character. It felt so forced and pushed outside of Nifty’s usual weirdness too.
Also dare I forget how Amazon had this marked as 15+ (I believe) before changing it to 18+. Which good catch there guys cause during Charlie’s song, we get a quick scene of two demons fucking.
Not saying that scene was quite as offensive as it was just boring middle schooler level humor like Alastor’s ad having a toilet joke in it and Blitzø like drawings/notes at the end.
What did manage to give me the ick was how Nifty and Angel kept hitting on Husk. Nifty not as much, but Angel was just down right creepy. Husk himself states that he is at the hotel against his will (whole new can of worms there) and now Angel is hitting on him and making constant unwanted advances?
But with that we’re meant to clap and ship away but then we jump cut to Adam calling Charlie “babe” over and over and we’re meant to boo? Which direction are we going with this Viv?
One last thing, I knew that Brandon as Katie would sound horrible but I got jumpscared by Tom’s ye ye ass quality voice.
I would give it a 3/10 maybe a 4/10
Just not worth it man
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gartenofbanny · 9 months
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the way vizepop write her female characters reminds me how the creator of mha writes his female characters
Don’t have a personality outside of being there for the male characters
just there for fanservice
gets taken out of the story and never comes back unless for plot reasons
the list can go on
That's a pretty accurate comparison that I didn't think of, but there is one small difference between how Horikoshi writes females and how Viv writes females.
Horikoshi actually gives his female characters some form of personality or character while Viv just doesn't. It's a problem with Horikoshi's because it's missed potential, Horikoshi focuses more on his top male characters (Mainly Bakugo, Deku, and Shoto) and doesn't bring up the females until it's explained what they think about them or how impressive they are, yada, yada, yada. And yes, they aren't important or just straight up nonexistent until the plot demands it like Stars and Stripe.
Helluva Boss' female characters are just there. They don't serve any purpose unless it's for a fight or to look pretty. Even when they are important for the plot, there are no lasting effects or development afterward. Such as, Millie loved being famous, but after she lost all of that fame she just didn't care. What's the point of establishing that development when you aren't gonna use it again? At least Horikoshi has some of his characters go through development and their personalities are consistent for the most part, Helluva Boss just makes up these character traits with no build-up and gets rid of them later on.
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I honestly believe that Vivziepop might be classist due to how much she prefers hiring A list actors than hiring people who are new to the voice acting industry. A lot (if not all) of the voice actors in the pilot of Hazbin Hotel are indie voice actors. And it really rubbed me the wrong way is that she didn't keep the cast from the pilot when transitioning Hazbin over to a bigger streaming platform prior to the release of the first season. And what really upsets me is that she didn't invite the cast from the pilot to the premiere. It would of been nice if the OG cast got some recognition from her as they're the reason why Hazbin Hotel got as popular as it is today. They deserve as much credit as Viv does for the success of the show.
But my question is, does she have some sort of relationship with the pilot cast? Does she talk to them every now and then, or does she completely ignore them in favor of those big name actors. It seems like she has a preference for hiring actors who have been in the industry for years than those who are currently starting out and are making voice acting their main source of income. Which is pretty much a shitty move on her part as she's depriving indie voice actors of having an income in order to survive. And since both Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss being really popular these days,
Another problem I have with her is that instead of airing the first season of Hazbin on YouTube, she instead puts it on a streaming platform where, in order to watch it, you have to pay a certain amount of money. I know watching the first season on pirating sites is an option for those who can't afford an Amazon Prime membership and for those who don't want to give Viv a cent of their money. However, almost everyone has access to YouTube as it's a mostly free streaming platform. So why not put the entire show on YouTube so that way others can watch it without having to pay money to watch it. After all, YouTube is the reason why both Hazbin and Helluva Boss are popular due to how easily accessible the site is, on top of it being the home of pilot for Hazbin.
I wish Vivziepop would recognize indie voice actors more and give them a chance by hiring them. She doesn't need to hire A-list actors to get people to watch her stuff. People are more likely to watch her work because of the story and the plot than watching it because she hired popular actors.
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One creator's pet I grew to despise is Marinette/Ladybug from Miraculous Ladybug. What an AWFUL MC. She is an obsessive stalker who memorized the routine of her crush and has the tendency to neglect her partner Cat Noir (Who is Adrien, her crush, btw but she doesn't know)
One of her worst moments was this
https://youtu.be/3KE_fwPOQeo?feature=shared
Which is her being generally creepy and obsessive over what she thinks is a wax statue but her going into detail about "it" smelling and feeling just like him is just...ugh.
And to top it off she's based on a "what-if" child with his ex, Sabine. Even named Marinette's mom and dad after him and her.
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Btw, Thomas Astruc is Vivziepop but as a man. Like legitimately the most passive aggressive, shallow, and downright immature person and changes the plot randomly if it is not to his liking EVEN WHEN EVERYONE LOVED IT. What he did to Chloe's character was way worse than what Viv did to Stella and a large majority in the Fandom were upset with his treatment of the characters ALL BECAUSE he didn't like how people were starting to like a character who is based off his bully as a child....so he regressed her into a worse character, gave her a sister that was NEVER EVER BROUGHT UP before hand, and had HER replace Chloe. Btw her sisters name is "Zoe"....and she has NO interesting traits other than to be a nicer version of Chloe. Chloe also came from a very neglectful and dysfunctional family that was only starting to get better so that just added more pain to it all. Chloe gets shafted for being bad while living a rather dysfunctional life, while Marinette who had a rather stable and structured life gets away with being obsessive, neglectful, and ignorant because "She does no wrong". Marinette is the best example for Creators pet.
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One last entry for the creator's pet pile, because we do love to see a long list of receipts.
Also, what an unprofessional prick. I can see why you guys are always comparing this dude to Vivzie.
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Uhmmm I uhhhh
viviano westwood swf/nsfw relationship hcs with a prisoner reader please 👁️👁️
hes so 💖😩
the forbidden secret romance of it. the fact that he’s risking his career and his reputation to be with you. big beefy man in uniform. I just
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You get it. You get it so well
I'm sorry these aren't as giving as my other lists, but it's a little hard to get a grasp on him since he's such a minor character 😔 not in our hearts he isn't, at least. Also looking for pictures made me realize how fucking gorgeous his eyes are oh my god
1k special is still open for HC requests!
Viviano HCs ♡ (NSFW under the cut)
(AMAB reader in mind)
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SFW
• First up he loves to tease you while he's on the clock. Doesn't matter what he's doing he's going out of his way to fuck with you if he sees u in the halls
• Likes to surprise you with super badass wrestling/martial arts techniques. He's lost count of how many times he's been kicked in the balls because he tried to put you in a rear naked chokehold
• He's also rather touchy in general, always grabbing ass, picking you up just because he can, throwing you over his shoulder, but he can be a little soft ... he can kiss you on the cheek too ❤️
• If he's alone, he'll outwardly flirt with you, whistling, catcalling you, he's respectful tho so if you ask he'll stop
• He's got it in good with the lunch ladies, so you can rest assured they'll be saving some food for you if you're late to the cafeteria or just want some extra supper. They're cool like that
• Same goes for other guards. If he's got a soft spot for you, then he's pulling strings and making sure you're getting taken care of <3 and not getting hosed down while you're in solitary confinement
• Dating Viv includes scandalous make out sessions in janitor closets or any secluded room, really. He's a really touchy guy so he'll always got his eye out for you and possible hideouts
• I assure you he understands that dating a prisoner could fuck him over, he just doesn't care. Remind him all you want about trying not to be too handsy in public, he'll immediately forget, then try to smooch you in front of another guard
NSFW
• He has handcuffs. He is not afraid to use them
• He has a baton. He is not afraid to shove it up your a
• Loves the power dynamic and WILL go full steam on the guard/prisoner roleplay
• He is BEEFY oh my fucking god he's huge and he has a package to match. RIP your ass
• You KNOW this mf has a size kink
• AND YOUR MOUTH. This mf is constantly wanting you on his knees to suck him off. He loves getting head, but he hates reciprocating because he's a dick
• Maybe it's for a good reason he doesn't go down on you because he WILL suck the soul out of you
• PLEASE LET ME IMAGINE HIM WITH A COCK RING. HE'S A SLUT
• He's got tits. He will allow you to suck on them
• He's a major switch, and he sees sex as a fight. Whoever wins gets to be on top. He prefers a switch partner but obviously he can work with anyone
• His ribs are like, super sensitive so use that to your advantage
• He's loud because he knows you like it
• DIRTY TALK. I will not give examples because the filth this man excretes makes my stomach turn /pos
• Ok he loves you but he WILL throw your ass in solitary confinement just so you and him can have a private room/bed to fuck in. And he goes CRAZY. He's so rough. Biting shit. Leaving bruises on your thighs.
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I wanted to try my hand at @saruin's Make Your Own Milkshake CAS Challenge!
Skin Tone: Purple || Skin 1: Orange || Skin 2: Yellow || Hair Color: Black || Eye Color: Red || Extra: Face Details, Horns || Style: Rainbowcore
I've named her Viv Vaporwave because if you ever needed evidence I grew up in the 90s, this is she!
Credits:
Poses by @helgatisha & @nell-le
Hair: @evoxyr, overlays @candycottonchu, @0o0ghost0o0
Skin details/makeup: intergalactic overlay @pyxiidis (recolor by me), horns @valhallansim (recolor by me), @berryqueerbear, @faaeish @yooniesim @saruin @pralinesims @cosimetics-cc @dizzyrobinsims @vampiredisk @nelfeah @kijiko-sims @miikocc @sammi-xox @swagsimsfairy @kismet-sims (and a bunch I got from TSR that don't have the creator's name in them + aubadi's lipgloss & my recolors of habsim & gummyheaven's body gradients)
Clothes: Top @aharris00britney, bottom @sifix, glasses & nails @blahberry-pancake, necklace NataliS (TSR), lip ring @ts4eve, the nose chain came from TSR and don't even ask where the kandi bracelets came from bc they're just listed in my files as 'kandi.package' so if u want them send me an ask lol
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