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poisonouswritings · 2 years

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*At deaths doorstep* how’s does Biker!Sage wear his hair????!! Does the griefer gang have names for their motorcycles?! What other soft (or NSFW 😏😏) HC are there for this amazing AU?!!?!?! It’s life or death!! AAAAAAAAAA

Biker AU Part 1

*sends a Marabou stork - aka a reaper stork - over to drag your ass back into the land of the living*

GN!Reader, NSFW under the banner, I know nothing about biker gangs

I mean I think Sage would still have his hair in a braid when he's on the bike, but off the bike? Bun.

Lucan was the one that wanted to get matching jackets. Balsam helped him design the Griefer logo. They're both very proud of their accomplishments.

They go on group rides! Typically someone (usually Sage or Elowen) will scout out a few places and then make a list of where they should go. Lucan insists on taking pictures/selfies at every one. He frames the really nice ones. When asked, he says he cherishes the memories he has with his friends and he wants to give them proper respect.

They're all fairly good at making sure to sober up before driving, but Balsam and Elowen in particular are the designated braincells who steal keys and call taxis as needed. Tulsi keeps a first aid kit somewhere on her bike at all times. Most of the time it's for Sage because he's an idiot and hurts himself somehow. But hey, he always bounces back!

Someone who is Far Wiser and Far Better At Coming Up With Nicknames Than I Am can make up some nicknames for the crew. Yes they're also embroidered on the jackets, or at least as patches.

Apparently helmets with intercoms are an actual thing? I mean it's obvious when you think about it for two seconds but I'm a real no-second kinda idiot and I thought it was something made up for movies or whatever. Anyways yeah. They're all hooked up so they can talk while riding. Balsam has a playlist of dad rock (aka rock from the 70s-80s) that they sing along to.

Sometimes they have picnics :) And that includes taking naps in the sun. Zzz.

Yes the Griefers have names for their bikes!! And I have some reference pictures for them;

Sage has Zenith . He probably found it at a junkyard and dragged it back home to fix it up. And on that note please consider Biker!Sage with his hair in a bun and his leather jacket tossed off to the side working on restoring that bike. He's not a mechanic like Tulsi is but I think he probably got the smaller things out of the way so she wouldn't have quite as much work. He doesn't always take the best care of his bike but it always pulls through in the end.

Lucan has The Red Wraith . 'Oh Oz that's pink not re-' you look me in the eye and tell me he wouldn't love this (and also it matches his corrupted colors so shush) He uh,, I'm gonna be real blunt with you here, he mighta bought that illegally. The engine is probably stronger than what could be considered 'street legal' but he doesn't push it all that often so it's fine. He lets the others borrow it if their bikes are in the shop (the shop being Tulsi ofc).

Tulsi has The Hearth . It's a bit of a vintage but she restored it herself. She worked hard and saved up to buy it when it was barely more than a junker (but really Sage covered the cost. Tulsi still has no idea several years later, and Sage would prefer she didn't find out). She's the only one the gang trusts with repairs. They always insist on paying her even when she says it isn't necessary. Sage is always late on payments but Tulsi honestly doesn't mind. She teases him about it all the time though. (Side note Sage is taking you out on a date and Tulsi casually elbows him like 'oh I hope you didn't forget your wallet this time dork' and Sage is embarrassed and is like 'I SAID I'D PAY YOU BACK SHUSHSHUSHSHUSH' and Tulsi is just snickering. Little gremlin)

Elowen has The Night Mother . Yes her leather jacket and helmet and boots all match. Sometimes she goes to motorbike exhibitions and does her makeup matching too. She has those clawed gloves like Catwoman does. Actually I think part of the reason she got into motorcycles is cause of Catwoman. No one is allowed to touch it (except for Tulsi and only for maintenance).

Balsam has The Corrupted . Lucan talked him into getting a glowing bike and Balsam is really happy about it. It looks cool as hell. I think that when Tulsi discovered her interest in mechanics, Balsam learned it with her (Sage didn't have the attention span), so he's probably able to do a lot of the work himself. He still trusts her with the really complex stuff tho. On clear nights (especially when he's had a rough day) he likes to go on long drives by himself. Definitely sings. He always makes sure to let one of the others (usually Tulsi) know roughly where he's going and when he expects to be back, just in case.

*sucks in breath* ELOWENINALEATHERJUMPSUITWITHNOTHINGUNDERNEATHANDSHEHASHERCLAWGLOVESONANDUSESTHEMFORALITTLEBITOFKNIFEPLAY-ESQUESTUFFANDHERPUPULSARESLIVEREDANDHERTAILISFLICKINGAROUNDINEXCITEMENTANDSHEPURRSALITTLEAND- *passes out*

Sorry I just personally have such a massive thing for leather jackets/bikers/that whole aesthetic so like,, I just,,, hehehehehe I melt into a puddle on the floor and fucking die

Y'know those videos of (usually drunk/high) guys having sex with their bikes? Which of the Griefers do you guys think would do that? Because one of them eventually would.

Sage and Lucan both carry lube in one of the patches/compartments of their respective bikes. Sometimes the vibrations are just a lot. I dunno. Don't ask me for logic.

Actually I think there's been a point for all of them where they've had to pull over and deal with their respective selves.

Sorry I just think Big Bad Biker Lucan in his leather and looking terrifying but then you scratch behind his ears and he melts into a subby puddle hehehehe

Sage and Balsam are both shirtless under those jackets. And I would not put it past Sage to be full commando over there.

Sex with Tulsi in the workshop and then you're both covered in motor oil because Oops Forgot That Can Was Over There and now both of your clothes are stained and everyone knows what happened but no one is saying anything as you and Tulsi just casually eat lunch.

#last legacy #fictif last legacy #sage lesath #elowen de bhaldraithe #tulsi ain #lucan de bhaldraithe #fictif balsam #fictif sage #last legacy sage #fictif elowen #last legacy elowen #fictif tulsi #last legacy tulsi #fictif lucan #last legacy lucan #anon asks #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

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hongism · 4 years

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Hey Caly. Hope you're doing well. I saw some of your recent posts.

On a serious note:

Nobody have any right to tell you how to create your own universe in the story. I myself am a fluff enthusiast but I can't expect every time every instances will be rainbows and sunshine. And secondly it's not realistic. As a reader, I'll accept whatever the writer *gifts* us. Yes, the fanfics every writer writes is a gift to us, as no body gets paid for this. You all do it out of your own time, spend your own energy to gift us. And we should treat it as a gift. So demanding something to be written as we want it too, is actually improbable. I can't force someone to gift something to me can I? I'm sorry if such messages brings you down Caly, because I know how each of your creation is like your own baby. But I want you to remember if there's 3 people saying they don't like the way you write, there will be 20 people whose day gets better from your ffs or interacting with you, including me. So don't feel disheartened.

Also, I'm also defending you, but I'm doing it by reminding you how precious you are. Not by fighting your battles with others. Because it's not my place. Even if anyone wants to defend their favourite creator, send love to them because they might feel low. But spreading hate to anyone is not the answer. Even right now I'm not angry at anyone, I'm just disappointed how people take artists/writers/creator for granted. Please don't spread hate guys. The world already have enough of it. Kindness is underrated. Spread that .

On a lighter note:

Your piercings are soooo pretty!! As I said, I'm someone who's not a fan of peircing on myself, but I appreciate when it looks good on others. You look so badass with all those peircings. 🥺❤️ Also MOC! Seonghwa is my perfect man. There I said it. 👀 I mean if someone can apply for being Yunho's wife, I'm applying for Seonghwa's best friend, other than Joong of course and not wife because I ship him with MC so much. 😂

Anyway this was extremely long. But I just wanted to remind you, don't let anyone bring you down. You're strong, you're beautiful and also you make our days better. Love you ❤️

Hi bby I'm doing well today, it's been up and down in some areas, but I'm in a good mental place today :c thank you so much first of all like seriously thank you. your words really really help and it just helps to hear it and remember it because i get in my head so much. thank you for supporting me and encouraging me. that's more than i could ever ask for, and i'm so touched and thankful. you're absolutely right; the world has more than enough hate in it. kindness needs to be prioritized and spread more, and i'm thankful for people like you who are unapologetically kind and loving 🥺🥺

secondly thank you so much 🥺 i definitely get that, my best friend says she loves piercings on me but she doesn't like them on herself!! 🥺🧡 moc seonghwa truly be the MOST perfect man in existence, and honestly i think he's only gonna get more perfect from here on out ✋😔 i just get more and more excited to write all the arcs with each ask i answer aaaaaaaaaa im just so beyond excited. anyway!!! thank you again so so much, you're so sweet ;-; i love you!! 🥺💖

#caly answers #thank you :c #you're so sweet :c #jeonartemis #ask

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thedragonlover · 7 years

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4. "i'm too sober for this" and 11. Dear diary wish you the best day!!! 🌻❤

aaaaaAAAAA THANK YOU

Evidence I can be a dumb: I reblogged that and didn’t even think about the fact that replying to asks about this would mean I’d have to post my writing on tumblr… is it weird that I got a little nervous? Considering I normally just write what I feel like and have uploaded lots of my work elsewhere.ahaha ignore meeee

I’ll write for MM because, hell, it’s cute and I feel like cute today okay not at all because you’re a MM blog and wanted a good chance you’d like reading what I wrote

just beware because I swear bunches and am writing this for giggles, and also I’ve never written for this fandom be gentle

4. “I’m too sober for this.”(Where MC isn’t paired with anyone, but you’ve still had the party and finally met the RFA face-to-face. Trying to avoid spoilers for anyone who hasn’t completed particular routes.)

It was a small get-together - just you and the RFA members meeting up for a nice celebratory dinner. It was a shame that V couldn’t make it, but he was grateful for the invitation. You were so relieved to have helped make the party a success, although you didn’t want to take a lot of credit. Everyone chipped in and put in so much hard work that, really, it made you proud to be a member of such a wonderful, kind of dysfunctional family.

Then you all sat down.

Zen got pretty defensive when Jumin commented on this “commoner establishment.”

This was a place that you had picked out, have some respect; don’t worry that it doesn’t meet his ridiculous standards, he’s just a stupid trust fund kid; babe, he’s calling me shallow, I’m too handsome to be anything like that materialistic bastard!

At this point, you were waiting for them to start pulling on each other’s pigtails to fuel all of the fanfiction people were writing about them. You very pointedly suggested seats that put them far enough to avoid physical violence. “No glaring at the dinner table.” They still continued to provoke each other, but at that point you’re glad they’re not making a scene.

No, you wouldn’t let Yoosung play a handheld at the table. Mostly because you forgot yours and wanted him to suffer with you. You said that talking with everyone can be fun too.

“Well… playing video games with everyone would be even better!”

For the love of…

“Especially when I wreck you,” Seven snickered, poking Yoosung’s face.

Of course he took the bait. “What?! No way, I’ll totally own you! Name the game and the time!”

“Mario Kart, an hour before your curfew, you cute widdle baby~” You hadn’t realized a person could literally talk in tildes, and then there was Seven.

“You’re barely older than me!”

Oops, maybe Jumin and Zen weren’t the only ones who needed to be separated.

You told them you’d wreck them both decided to be the adult here.

But, that’s right! Jaehee was here! This woman was a godsend, able to wrangle the most intimidating of business reports into submission! And she knew judo? Hell yeah! You could count on everything remaining under control with this badass at the helm!

…she looked so exhausted though. That’s right, it had taken a lot of convincing (both for her and Jumin) to escape paperwork hell. And you were going to enlist her help in babysitting all of these dorks? Oh, you couldn’t do that to this poor soul. Mama Jaehee needed a night off too.

“I don’t understand why we are eating here. I have chefs at home who would cook whatever dish you desired.”

“I swear, every time you open your mouth, I have to ask myself whether going to jail is worth it! It gets harder each time!”

“Ohoho, that’s what she said~”

“Seven, come on, that one’s not even clever…”

“Clever girl~”

“Don’t.”

Jumin was describing the fancier, more expensive lunch he had earlier that day with Elizabeth the 3rd. Zen was trying to ignore him, caught a waitress’ eye across the restaurant, and nearly made her run into a doorframe with a smile-wink-combo. Yoosung was “sneakily” playing his game under the table, and you let him because he promised to give you a turn. You didn’t notice Seven had stolen everyone’s napkins to make origami cats until his army was being sent to capture the entire table.

When your order was finally taken you asked if someone would drive you home later, and after being offered cars and a rocketship and even a piggyback ride, it’s Jaehee that inquired, “But, why do you ask?”

“I’m too sober for this.”

“Ah,” she responded. Then she added a drink to her order too. “Same,” she thought.

Zen is all for this development! “Well, you can count me in, babe. I just hope you don’t get too handsy with me, or I won’t be able to contain the beast…” Cue more winking.

Deadpan, Jumin responded, “Are you rabid? A beast that presents a safety hazard to society should be put down.”

“Wahh,” Yoosung cut in, “can we please not talk about putting down animals?!”

“Yeah!” Seven stood up. “Don’t! Talk about! Sad things! Around! The baby!” And he clapped for each pause, this man was a living breathing meme and there was no stopping him. So much for not making a scene.

As Yoosung argued about not being a baby, Jaehee accepted the wine glass handed her and downed it in one go. Zen was impressed. And he wasn’t going to be outdone, but then he started choking.

“Children,” she muttered.

“Yeah,” you agreed, an exasperated smile growing. “But they’re all my children, so.”

What a wonderful, dysfunctional family you had.

When Seven tried to ruin the moment with Bee movie quotes, you told them all, “But if you guys don’t cut the shit out, I swear to god I’m going to hang out with that Unknown guy because at least he seems to have some chill.”

“What the fuck,” Unknown blurted out, hiding in a nearby ficus.

11. “Dear Diary, …”

The moment you heard Seven start cackling, you knew you were going to regret inviting him over.

Regret turned to horror when he began, voice loud and singsong, “ ‘Dear Diary, today I actually cleaned up the apartment!’ ”

He was standing in your living room, on your sofa, with his shoes on, reading out of your personal diary, and you didn’t even care if you didn’t get away with his murder.

“ ‘But! Hold your applause! Because I also… put on people clothes! And I look pretty damn fine, if I do say so myself–’ ”

You lunged. He leapt over the back, whooping with glee. The chase was on!

Once you managed to convince him to skirt around the couch, you tried to leap over it just as dramatically, and faceplanted - thankfully on the cushions, but still, that hurt your dignity. And then he was sitting on your back, effectively preventing you from getting up and clobbering him.

“Seven! Get off!”

“ 'I hope you’re not a police officer, Diary, because I’ve got Fine written all over me!’ Aww, there’s even a little winkie face! Ooh, is that a list of pick-up lines I see? Were you waiting to use these on little ol’ me?”

“Seven, I mean it–”

“ 'You must be Jamaican, because Jamaican me crazy.’ Ooh, that one’s old but gold.”

“SEVEN, I’M GOING TO KILL YOU–”

“ 'Are you religious? Because you’re the answer to all my prayers.’ Ah, I’m swooning! Take me, MC, I’m yours!”

With a full-body heave, you launched the man off of you and into the coffee table. It broke. Thankfully, you wouldn’t have to worry about paying V back for breaking it if you were locked away for second-degree murder.

“They’re pick-up lines, not throw-down lines–ouch!”

“Give it back!”

“Ahh, don’t hurt me, master! OW okay that one really hurt.”

“Then stop being a brat and let go–”

“And lose this comedic gold? God Seven will never let this go! I must spread this gospel!”

“AGH I’M NOT YOOSUNG OKAY I WILL END YOU!”

Some time later, after you’d reclaimed your property and handled the irritated police officer called out from noise complaints, Seven came out of your kitchen to find you still pouting on the sofa.

“I hate you,” you moaned.

“Your complaint has been filed and sent to God Seven, and–” He lifted his arms to form an “x” in front of him, declaring, “Hate denied! You must forgive him and smile!”

“Not a chance.”

“Come onnnn…”

“Go away.”

He brought a hand to his chin, as if contemplating a serious matter. Eventually, he nodded several times to himself, then made a pose he had literally ripped from the anime you two were watching earlier.

“Then you leave me no choice! I will have to use… my secret weapon!”

You arched an eyebrow.

Grinning, he sang, “You can come with me to see Elly~”

“…are you suggesting I join you in hacking through Jumin’s security, sneaking past all of his bodyguards, and breaking into his home, to pet his cat?”

“Someone sounds interested…”

You stared.

Hard.

“…dammit Seven, why do you know me so well?”

You threw a pillow at him when he mimicked Karin’s pose and laugh from Street Fighter V.

Kind of like how Jumin threw the two of you out that evening. He was seriously considering the restraining order this time.

These got so out of hand so fast ahaha. Hope they’re mildly entertaining?

#ask answered #mystical-imagine #mystic messenger #mysmes #mm #dragon writes #dumb dragon #send me asks

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