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Hey can you please make a award season one but for a latina reader, if you would like you can keep the tom element. Sorry I'm asking again I accidentally deleted the last ask I made. I love your writing, you are amazing.❤️☺️
thank you thank you so much ur so sweet and of course! here you go and i hope you like it :) absolutely loved writing for latina!reader 
Awards Season (latina!reader)
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“Here to present the award for Best Actress in a Leading Role, please welcome Meryl Streep!” the host announced. A roar came from the audience at the mention of her name, the very acclaimed actress welcoming the attention and making her way to the microphone.
“Oh, stop it” she said and waved them away, earning a laugh and even more cheering from the theatre. “If I’m honest, I really considered not presenting this award because it breaks me inside to give the Oscar to someone else when it’s rightfully mine” she said in a funny, raspy evil voice, resembling a witch, “But you know, sharing is caring or whatever. Alright let’s get to it.” she continued dejectedly, still joking.
“This year, we have been blessed with beautiful films and, along with them, incredible performances from beautiful and talented actresses. Viola Davis, your abilities to embody different characters and raise awareness to ongoing issues in society has always amazed us, and it does once again in Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom”, Meryl announced, the camera going to Viola who was sitting about 10 seats to my left, the audience (including me) applauding and praising her. Literally all of her performances are incredible.
Could I still believe I was here? Definitely not, and not any time soon. From small skits to my big break with Tom Holland in a stupid rom-com that I didn’t even want to make, to now. Tom knows it’s nothing against him, it’s just that I haven’t learned to appreciate romantic comedies the way he has, but the thing I loved most from doing it was finishing it with Tom. He had become such an important person in my life since that moment, what with guiding me through the newfound world of fame and being there for me when I joined the Marvel franchise, it was just more than I could ever dream of. Now I sit here at the freaking Oscars, with Tom Holland as my date, and having done one of the greatest films ever, nothing could keep the smile off my face. Or the nerves.
 My leg kept bouncing up and down, a nervous action I often did and one that the guy beside me had caught on to real quick when we first met. His warm hand gently squeezed my thigh, and I turned to look at him a little surprised.
“Hey, it’s okay” he softly said, his gaze soft and comforting.
“I didn’t even realize I was doing it” I answered in the same tone, whispering a thank you and letting my hand rest on top of his, weirdly interlocking our fingers. 
Meryl turned to where Olivia Colman was sitting, “Your Majesty,” she started, referencing her portrayals of royalty and causing her to chuckle, “your moving performances have always left us wanting more, and I’m sure that is what I and everyone felt when we saw you in The Father” a big smile broke out on her face, and cheering ensued once more for our queen, or at least one of mine.
“Aging is some we all go through...unfortunately,” Meryl uttered into the mic, touching up her almost white hair, “and you, Cynthia Erivo, made us relate to your character this way with your brilliant acting in Reaching 39″, that woman is simply amazing, I thought as I clapped and cheered with the audience.
“My dear Kate,” the camera panned to Kate Winslet, who just stared fondly at the woman on the stage, “watching you grow as an actress has been one of the pleasures of my life and you reach new heights both professionally and literally in Misdemeanors”, she is such an icon, oh my.
Finally, Meryl Streep turned to look at me in the front row with a grin on her face, and I quickly got into “camera mode”, as I like to call it. I sat up straighter, looking at her with gentle eyes and smile. 
“Señorita Y/N Y/L,” she started with the heavily accented Spanish word for Ms., “with your entrance into the world of filmmaking, you have set new expectations for all of us to reach. Even though this is your first nomination, I feel in my heart it won’t be the last, and we can’t wait to see more of you like we saw with your extraordinary performance in Paraíso” she finished, bringing a big smile to my face at her words. Turning to the camera, I became a bit shy and gave a small wave, feeling Tom squeeze my hand in comfort and another hand on my shoulder from behind. I turned to see Salma Hayek, one of my co-stars in the film, who gave me a strong nod and smile, loudly saying “Eso!” as a cheer for me.
“And the Oscar goes too...” ayyyyy no ay no que nervios que nervios que nervios me muero- all of this going through my head repeatedly but having to put on a smile and a calm façade for the camera was exhausting. Tranquila, tranquila, si no ganas está bien igual solo el hecho de estar aquí ya es lo más-
“Y/N Y/L, Paraíso!” Meryl announced, and all I heard were screams and loud clapping from around me. 
Shocked, I looked up with wide eyes and my jaw going slack a little. I felt a buzz fill my body and the idol on the stage beckoned me up, when I realized I hadn’t moved. I slowly stood up and instantly turned to Tom who quickly pulled me into his arms with a strong hug and whispering in my year, “I knew it! I knew you would do it darling. I’m so so proud of you babe, go get your award!” not giving me a chance to answer as he gave me a quick kiss and turned me around in the direction of the stage. Still in a bit of a daze, I didn’t see Salma, Eugenio (Derbez), and Benicio (del Toro) make their way to me, ambushing me in a group hug as they started jumping around and sort of with me, chanting “EH! EH! EH!” like Latinos at a party and causing me to laugh and come back to my senses. I hugged them all and continued to the stairs, stopping to hug my directors Guillermo del Toro and Alfonso Cuarón. 
I lifted my dress as I ascended the steps, and in true nervous fashion, stumbled and almost face planted in front of thousands of people. 
“Uy, mierda” I chuckled to myself, and accepted the help of none other than Chris Evans who lent his arm for the remaining steps. I thanked him with a smile and after his Congrats!, I made my way to Meryl who held the famous award in her hands. She handed it to me and pulled me into her embrace, saying “Beautiful job, sweetheart, you’re amazing”, and all I could answer was “Oh my, thank you so much, you’re the amazing one”, sharing a laugh with her and standing in front of the mic.
I looked out into the audience, who were still giving me a standing ovation. Almost like a camera in my head, I tried to ingrain this moment in my mind and took a deep breath, starting my speech.
“God, I really hope I don’t forget any words in English right now” I said with a breathless laugh, inciting one from the people below me. “Thank you so much. Thank you to...um...so many people. To the Academy for this great, great honor. To my fellow nominees for inspiring me every single day. Being in the same room as you is already insane, let alone being nominated with you, it’s just- it’s truly out of this world. Viola, Olivia, Kate, Cynthia, you are my literal idols and if I could physically cut this Oscar into five pieces,” I said as I made a motion of cutting the award and humoured the audience, “I would give a piece to all of you. Um, thank you to my team, my agent, Victoria, te adoro y te agradezco for believing in me and helping me live out my dream. Sorry, I’m probably gonna switch between languages during this.” I said with a laugh. 
“Paraíso was a project that, for me, came out of nowhere. But for my extraordinary directors los señores Guillermo del Toro and Alfonso Cuarón, it was a life’s work so to you, gracias por darme la oportunidad de darle vida a Marielos and for giving me the experience of a lifetime. Salma, Eugenio, Benicio, Gael, and all the cast and crew, thank you for becoming my second family and supporting me every step of the way. It has been my honor to work with you” I said with a hand on my chest, showing that I was speaking from my heart and smiling at the kisses and cheers sent to me from them, hearing a crazed Te amamos! from Eugenio. It eased the tension in my body which I was incredibly thankful for. 
“I also want to thank-” I stopped, getting a little choked up, “ha, sorry, it’s my family that couldn’t be here” I said, a wave of claps and cheering in comfort came from the audience. Quickly composing myself, I continued, “Ya, okay. All the way back home, lo hice! Familia, les dije que no les iba a agradecer si me ganaba un Oscar algún día por no creer en mi y hoy es ese día, pero no me lo perdonaría si no les agradezco. Gracias por apoyarme a pesar de que yo sé que les dio un ataque que quisiera ser actriz. Gracias por siempre estar ahí para mi, por quererme incondicionalmente y por enseñarme que trabajando duro todo se puede lograr. Los amo infinitamente.” I finished, with tears threatening to roll down my eyes. I tilted my head to the sky to prevent them from falling, and with a deep breath I turned to Tom who had his hands in a prayer stance while looking intently at me, the same smile from before still gracing his face.
“Tommy...” I started, and the audience audibly awed at the nickname, “Oh, you don’t even know what I’m gonna say to him” I said with narrowed eyes, but my gaze found my love once more.
“Thank you so much for being my rock ever since we met. I’m beyond thankful for you and all you do for me, baby. You make me the happiest and thank you for pushing me to do things that scare me. For being there for me in case I fall and for being my person. Te amo, amor.” I blowed him a kiss which he caught and jokingly used to wipe his tears, making me and the other celebrities laugh.
Please wrap up, I read from the screen, and let out and “Ay, perdón! I gotta wrap up sorry sorry” hurriedly finishing up my speech. 
“Lastly, this award goes out to all the Latina girls out there with big dreams. Nunca se den por vencidas. No dejen que nadie les diga que no porque de que se puede, se puede. Querer es poder! I love you guys, my fans oh my gosh, thank you thank you, gracias!” I rushed out, raising the award to the air with one last big smile as Meryl guided me backstage to answer some questions. Just before I was off sight, I turned and looked out to the stage once more.
Lo logré...
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once again, disclaimer, movie names are mostly fictitious. feedback and requests always welcome!
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A chatty writing update | novels, short fiction, etc!
Hi folks!
It’s been a while since I last wrote an update on this blog! I thought it’d be fun to go back to basics, and just talk about writing. This post chats about: new plans for Feeding Habits, my newest novel, my short story goals & growing collection, along with process reflections.
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What have I been up to?
For starters, I finished my second year of my Writing undergrad last week and got two of my final grades back today (A+ baby)! For anyone who has taken online university, y’all already KNOW, but this year was so difficult. Would not recommend! Really proud of myself to have gotten through this absolute rollercoaster of a school term and am excited to get into some writing. That leads us to:
What have I been up to (writing edition)?
2021 started off so fast. By the time January hit, I was so consumed in my new semester that I did not have time to write Feeding Habits (my novel). In the first few days of the term, I managed to write between class, until I could no longer keep up! Essentially, I did not write any of that novel until exam season (last week), where I did manage to get in about 3k words in ~4 days.
Feeding Habits
I’m currently drafting what I believe will be the last chapter of this book (chapter 10: Swan Song). This chapter is so bizarre for a few reasons. It begins the book’s third part and also marks the shift back into Lonan’s head from Harrison’s. I originally thought this part would be much, much longer, with at least another five chapters to go, but quickly realized the book’s content was nearly completed. In my 4 day 3k palooza, I hit 50k in the book (the word count goal), and couldn’t see myself extending past 60k. Since then, I’ve made the loose decision to write this final chapter as a ~novella. Here are a few reasons why:
1. This chapter is structurally very strange.
I unashamedly shift from present to past to present to past past, and so much more every 12 words. I mapped out the timeline on a sheet of paper, and there were over 20 shifts in scenes (the chapter is only about 4400 words at the moment). The fictive past is incredibly important to this chapter, more important than the present, and I thought it would make more sense to not break randomly for a chapter so I could upkeep the consistent inconsistency of the chapter.
2. The chapter is very abstract
This stems from the structural changes, but there are paragraphs in this chapter of the fictive present that are loosely based in reality. They’re more poems than they are factual paragraphs, and keeping them all contained in one place (so a mega chapter/ novella) would reduce the most confusion!
3. There’s not much left to cover
Like I said above, Feeding Habits is on its last leg, lol! I know exactly where the book needs to end up, which is very, very soon from where I’m currently at on the timeline. Swan Song should cover what 2-4 chapters would cover in terms of arcs.
Feeding Habits and I have a really weird relationship, tbh! When I realized a few weeks ago that it’d been over a year since I started the book, I realized I just needed to finish it. Not that I want to rush (because I’ve taken longer than a year to write a book in the past), but that in order to move onto another project, I’d like to put this one behind first. This book has been the hardest thing I’ve ever written, and has reminded me there’s always a time to let go. This sort of scrounges up a conversation about letting this entire series go, which is certainly something I’ve been contemplating doing soon(ish). If this spinoff series gets a third book, that may or may not be the last Fostered book for a very long time (or ever)! There are many complex reasons to move on, but the main one is that I have other projects I’d like to focus on. This is not a definitive decision, but something I’ve certainly been thinking about!
Here are a few excerpts I wrote recently:
(TW: death, gore)
Dying feels like being a trout dangled out of water. Clinging to a hook. Mouth open. Scales iridescent in a final death cry. It’s like blood spurting up the knuckles, drowning out the flesh. It’s that moment on the long fall down when the clouds cup the body. Easy drifting. The sound a skull makes when it cracks is really just the afterthought.
(TW: death, gore)
Kill shot. Death blow. Coup de grace. Right in the heart. He feels it. The blood swelling, slicking his palms. He can do it. Reach into the cavity. Feel for the ribs. Part each bone. Then cup the humming heart. Stay there. Right. It’s never been easier.
Look at this PURE moment of Lonan holding a baby I CANNOT:
The grocery store was a fifteen-minute walk away. With Olivia clinging to his shoulder, Lonan was acutely aware that she could feel his heartbeat. Open valve. Close. Repeat. Hers pulsed right above his, a miniature drumming. The sky had bruised purple, misted with clouds. The evening air nipped his cheeks, so he made sure Olivia was securely fastened between him and his jacket. With wide eyes, she absorbed the drowsy suburbia, all its family cars pulling into driveways, all its couples heading back home after a sunset walk. When Lonan passed a young boy walking two golden retrievers, Olivia giggled, and didn’t stop, even after he’d spent fifty dollars on groceries and nearly the rest on a red Corolla marked with a MUST GO NOW sign outside a convenience store.
Let’s move on!
Mandy and Cora
I said I wouldn’t talk too much about this project, but I just love it so much?? I wanted to share my SUPER early thoughts on drafting a novel, especially one that is SO different from what I’ve been writing recently. I talked about this before in THIS post, but the summary about this project is that it’s a YA contemporary novel! Can’t believe I’m writing YA again, it’s been so long, but I also think it’s going so well. Everything I’ve learned as a literary fiction writer has been a fantastic primer for transferring back to the genre. Admittedly, I have not written much, but I’m having a lot of fun diving back into a lighter project. This is the summary:
Cora and Mandy are identical twins who’ve always done everything together. But when Mandy decides to go to university out of province after graduation and Cora doesn’t, Cora takes this as an opportunity to “test run” life apart from her sister for the first time by spending the summer at her aunt’s house across the country.
I have come up with a few ~things since I last talked about this project, mostly how I’d like to structure it. As of now, I’d like the book to be structured super loosely. I’m really pulling on a lot of inspo from “We Are Okay” by Nina LaCour (which is SO good), particularly how “nothing happens-y” that book is. This project (which I still need a title for!!) will be structured in short chapters that cover something Cora does on her own for the first time (without Mandy). For example, a few ideas are “Flight”, “Lunch”, and “Groceries”. “Flight” is the first “chapter” (they’re really kind of vignettes) where Cora flies to her aunt’s house. I still can’t determine if this book will take place in Canada. On one hand, I feel like there will be a wider audience if it takes place in the US (is that just an assumption??? maybe?? someone let me know!), but also: don’t really care too much about an audience at the moment! It could also take place in Canada (So Ontario and British Columbia). But if it does take place in the US, I think it may take place in NYC and San Francisco. The problem is: I really don’t like researching lol, and while I’ve been to NYC many times, I will definitely write it wrong! Does this really matter on a first draft?? absolutely not lol, but of course I am already overthinking!
But back to structure: I am looking forward to seeing what this looser structure will do. This is a story that is solely around one half of a set of twins learning to be her own person (and ultimately that she doesn’t have to completely forget her sister in order to do that), and as a twin who KNOWS this feeling, I think this structure of her doing things for the first time is SUPER relatable.
I was worried it might sound silly/worrying to others who are not twins that Cora hadn’t done things like “lunch” or “groceries” on her own, but I feel this so much as an identical twin myself! Not that she hasn’t done anything at all by herself, but as a twin, when you do something without your twin for the first few times, at least in my experience, you notice. If any twins are reading this--weigh in!
This story is the most personal thing I’ve ever written. It definitely is an OwnVoices book! Usually, I avoid details that are remotely similar to me because they make me uncomfortable haha, but with this book, it’s all me, lol! The characters are all Guyanese, which is SO fun because I’ve been planning what they eat (my fellow Caribbean peeps know: the FOOD!), which is so fun (yes they have pumpkin and shrimp, yes they have roti, yes they have pera, yes they have mithai). Every time I’ve gone to dabble at this book, or even think about it, I get incredibly emotional for this reason? I don’t exactly know why. I think this is a story I just so want to tell, with the culture I love SO much that I definitely struggled to love as a child. This is reclamation bitchessss!
Not going to lie tho: the prospect of writing ~a book~ is kind of freaky! I’m going to make the minimum word count for this book pretty short (50k) and see where it goes from there. I think I will focus on this project this summer! Originally I was going to write a literary novel this summer, but I think this one’s calling my name!
Here’s a pretty rough excerpt:
Try. I remind myself that’s what I’m doing after the flight attendant fills me a disposable cup of Coca Cola and all I can think of is Mandy and I shoving Mentos into a bottle of the stuff when we were twelve. Just me, wedged in the middle seat between an exchange student heading out for summer break and a middle-aged woman sipping a cocktail, thinking of Mandy and I bursting whole oranges in a blender when we were bored one Winter break as the plane dips through a wave of turbulence. Mandy and I dying our hair neon green with highlighters (didn’t work—our hair is too dark) as the plane lands on the tarmac. Mandy and I arguing so loud last month, we both lost our voices as I lug my carry-on out of the overhead compartment and shuffle off the plane and through the airport, searching for Aunt Vel.
Short Fiction
I’ve written so much short fiction this year! I have a goal to write a short story a month (they can range in length, as long as 1 is “complete”), so my short story brain has seriously been soaking it all up lately. Let’s chat my month to month breakdown so far:
January:
I wrote four stories in January! The first is a flash fiction piece called “Shark Swimming” that follows a young woman who attends a shark swimming class after breaking up with her girlfriend. I wrote this story for a “test” workshop for my fiction class, and it was based off the prompt “think about something you’re afraid to do and make the character do that thing”. I’m not particularly afraid of sharks, but had been wanting to use the title “Shark Swimming” for AGES (literally since 2018).
This story is one of my favourites. It’s only about 900 words, but I think there’s something profound in how mundanely specific it is. The entire story doesn’t even see the narrator swim with sharks once; it actually takes place fully in the sanctuary’s lobby. But I really love this narrator. This is the first story I’ve written in second person in a while, though I felt really connected to the unnamed narrator. She struggles with accepting that she truly is a “boring” person, and there’s something about the final image that really gets me!
I’ve been submitting this around, though it’s been rejected a handful of times. Hoping I can secure it at a magazine one day because I really love it!
The second story is “Joanne, I’ll Pray for You” which is actually a rewrite of one of my very first short stories (the first story I did not write for a class haha), “NYC in Your Apartment”. I LOVE this rewrite a lot, and also learned the original is not a very good short story! Revising this story taught me just how much I’ve learned in the 2 years I’ve been writing short fiction. Seeing the 2019 version versus the 2021 version side by side is fascinating because I essentially “gutted’ the 2019 version of its beginning and end until all that was left was the middle of the story (aka the actual story). AKA: this is the only story I’ve ever written with a hopeful ending and I cut out all the happy bits lol I am SO sorry (that arc is more for a novel or novella). That’s how this went from a 5k word story to an 1800 word story (my Submittable thanks me for this lol). A lot of details and scenes I included were more pertinent to a 3 act structure/novel, which of course short stories don’t often have because of their brevity. I love rambling about writing theory, and seeing that actually pay off is so fascinating!
(TW: trauma)
Like the original, this story follows Joanne, a woman in her early twenties, who spontaneously breaks up with her boyfriend. She claims the poltergeist haunting her drove her to this decision. The original draft focused a lot more on the traumatic events Joanne survives, but this draft really loosens them up. It focuses less so on the events themselves, and more on how Joanne’s life is affected. I found the details of these events were less important, and even sort of contradicted Joanne’s insistence she is being haunted. Instead, the poltergeist really takes more precedence in the new draft as a force Joanne doesn’t understand. That ambiguity, I think, is what the story truly needed.
I also centralized Joanne’s relationship with her boyfriend, Julian, here. Now don’t get me wrong, I really didn’t add anything to this draft. It was a matter of trimming the fat around it to leave the lean “meat” in the centre. But by removing that fat, I was able to emphasize what was most important here, and that was her relationship. Julian always played a really big role in the original draft, but I feel like his role as both a friend and partner to Joanne is much more emphasized since this draft literally is only two scenes now. Because there is less, there is more room for Joanne to reflect, which I’m happy about!
A final change I made was the setting and therefore the title. The original, which was “NYC in Your Apartment,” I couldn’t keep because I shifted the setting to Toronto (this is how I originally saw it, but in 2019 I just?? couldn’t?? write?? canlit??), and “Toronto in Your Apartment” sounded sort of gross LOL. The new title comes from a line in the story which I think is more relevant to the themes!
The next short story I wrote in January was “How to Spell Alpaca.” This one is super fun because I wrote it SO fast (in about 15 minutes or so). THIS is the writing update if you’re interested in learning more. I talked extensively about this one in that update, but some developments are that I dove into an edit a few weeks ago to really understand the core of the story. I’m still not quite there (this is just an intuitive feeling; I know not everything has “clicked), but I am really intrigued by the two mothers in the story, the narrator, and her newfound acquaintance, Violet. Both really struggle to understand their place as mothers (the narrator even declares she isn’t a mother anymore). The narrator, who is in her 50s, sees herself in Violet, who is much younger (~20s), and so she views Violet’s relationship with her daughter in a cautionary, yet mournful way, like she can see it will end up like her own relationship with her daughter, despite wanting the opposite. This is a really subtle story. I feel like if you blink, you’ll miss the message. But I think it’s compelling for that reason. It’s really a portrait of parenting and how to grapple with mistakes you may make that inevitably affect your children. Wow just unlocked the theme writing this lol.
The final story I wrote in January is “The Party,” which may be in my top 3 faves I’ve ever written. This story follows Aida, a recent divorcee in her ~40s. The day her divorce turns official, she moves into a new house and receives a party invitation addressed to the previous homeowner, yet RSVP’s anyway. At this party, she’s hoping to find some sense of noticeability, having struggled with being nondescript her whole life. Things seem quite normal at the party, until it gets bizarre.
I LOVE this story, y’all. Like “How to Spell Alpaca” it really delves into motherhood. Aida, our narrator, is incredibly hurt after her divorce. She now lives farther from her children she struggled to feel connected to in the first place, and doesn’t really know how to reignite her life. This party is a means to do that. This is the first story I’ve written that contains a “twist” which is strange because I really prefer stories that give us as much info as possible upfront, but yes, this one sort of twists.
February
I wrote one story in February, and that was “Protect the Young.” This title is SO changing when I think of a new one because it’s thematically incorrect, haha, but this story follows a woman in her late 40s whose daughter, Lindy, announces she is married the same day all their backyard chickens turn up dead. The discovery of dead chickens prompts our narrator to recall her ex-husband’s murder and the role her daughter may have played in his death.
I love this story so much! I think this would make a great closing for my short story collection. It just has that vibe! I wrote this for my second fiction workshop. I thought I had to hand in the story a week earlier than I had to, so I panicked and wrote this in one sitting! Little did I know, I did not need to do that lol but I’m very happy because this story is so fun. We get to learn more about Arnold (her ex), his relationship with Lindy, and how that translates to Lindy’s relationship with her new husband, Malcolm. I LOVE true crime (I listen to about 3-4 hours of case coverage daily), and this is my first “true crime” story. Because of that, I’m very sus of a few details that probably wouldn’t slide in actual investigatory work, so I’ll also be working on that in a revision. My professor also gave me a great suggestion that may alter the story’s structure a bit, though I look forward to toggling with it in the future.
March
In March, I was really on a Criminal Minds kick lol. I’ve been watching this show since I was seven (oops), and dove into a rewatch since it hit Disney+! This story, “Where to Run When the Lamb Roars,” is very clearly Rachel watching 5 episodes of CM a day. Oops! We follow 14-year-old Astrid as she and her older half brother kidnap a young girl to sacrifice for their yearly ritual.
I knew a few things going into this story, but the main thing was that I did NOT want to show any details of a potential murder (if one even occurs). I really wanted to keep all of those elements off the page because this story is not about those events, but about Astrid’s relationship with her brother. They are a murderous duo, with Astrid actually being the dominant partner. I wanted to explore that. I knew her brother, Fox, was more of a submissive partner in their team, even when he used to do this same thing with his father when he was much younger (chilling!), and so it was a task to explore how this young girl’s desire for violence works. The end actually comes right before the story starts, one could say, but I like it for this reason. It really made me contemplate the story by the time I finished it, and helped me examine what it really was about versus what it appeared to be about.
April
(TW: sexual content, non explicit)
I was so busy this month! Who knows if I’ll write a story last minute, but I did write one story this month called “Five Times Fast.” I wrote this during a “writing sprint” that was being hosted at a flash fiction workshop I recently took with one of my favourite writers ever, K-Ming Chang. I learned so much from this class, and am so happy I came out of it with a draft! This story is just over 300 words, so the shortest flash I’ve ever written, but I’m really happy with it. It was based off the prompt “describe the last time you or your character was naked.” In this case, the narrator has a “friends with benefits” relationship with Ricky who works at a laundromat. This story highlights a moment in this relationship (and also Ricky’s goofy personality lol). I really like it! Hopefully I’ll submit it to some magazines soon.
My short story collection
Very briefly I wanted to touch on my short story collection which I’ve titled “She is Also Dead.” I’ve been meaning to make a blog post on this, so look out for that in the coming months, but this collection is already at around 35k words (about 14 stories so far). The collection also surprisingly has a solid amount of flash fiction which is kind of fun! There’s definitely a range here, which is what I personally love in short story collections.
I feel very professional now that I have a ~collection chart. This is her:
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(image description: A chart with the title “She is Also Dead.” It is broken into four columns: Story, Status, Word Count, and Published. Entry 1 - Story: Slaughter the Animal. Status: Revisions, Word Count, 3982, Published: N/A. Entry 2 - Story: Joanne, I’ll Pray for You, Status: Polished, Word Count: 1809, Published: N/A. Entry 3 - Story: Primary Organs, Status: Published, Word Count: 2342, Published: The Malahat Review. Entry 4 - Story: Faberge, Status, Polished, Word Count: 619, Published: N/A. Entry 5 - Story: The Wolf-Antelope Will Not Come for Us, Status, Polished, Word Count: 1556, Published: filling Station (forthcoming). Entry 6 - Story: How to Spell Alpaca, Status: revisions, Word Count: 1327, Published: N/A. Entry 7 - Story: Blink Twice for Final Judgement, Status: Polished, Word Count: 6572, Published: N/A. Entry 8 - Story: The Species is Dead, Status: Published, Word Count: 1208, Published: Minola Review. Entry 9 - Story: Shark Swimming, Status: Polished, Word Count: 907, Published: N/A. Entry 10 - Story: The Party, Status, Polished, Word Count 2339, Published: N/A. Entry 11 - Story: Fig, Status: Polished, Word Counter: 947, Published: N/A. Entry 12 - Story: Protect the Young, Status: Revisions, Word Count: 4128, Published: N/A. Entry 13 - Story: Where to Run When the Lamb Roars, Status: Revisions, Word Count: 2174, Published: N/A. Entry 14 - Story: Phantom Limbs, Status: Revisions, Word Count: 4844, Published: N/A.) /end image description.
This order is DEFINITELY not permanent (at this point whenever I write a story, I just fit it randomly into this chart lol), and some of the info is outdated (for example, Slaughter the Animal is now polished!!! thank god!!!). But just an idea of what I’m thinking of including.
This is the summary so far:
In SHE IS ALSO DEAD, characters are pushed to act on their gravest impulses. A small town turns murderous when their local invasive species, the Janices, begin dying. A child struggles to understand her mother’s suicide. A college dropout who insists she’s being haunted by a poltergeist unexpectedly breaks up with her boyfriend. A mother acknowledges her daughter’s murderous tendencies after her backyard chickens mysteriously die. A young girl caters the funeral of a girl rumored to be killed by a wolf-antelope. A newly-divorced mother RSVP’s to a bizarre party she was not invited to, and a murderous brother and sister upkeep their yearly tradition of abducting a young girl. These stories follow characters who navigate death, violent desires, womanhood, and loss, both self-imposed and otherwise.
This is also so subject to change as I may pull and add stories to the collection!
I think I’m going to leave this update here for now! I’ve written TONS of poetry too, but I honestly ~hate my poetry right now lol, so! Hope you enjoyed this chill rambly update. Hope writing has going well for you all! All the best!
--Rachel
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thatesqcrush · 4 years
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The Games That Are Played
Warning: crack-fic coming your way. This is what happens when you get on a discord chat with some other Barba loving heathens (you know who you are) and get a little heavy handed with the wine. Fic also inspired by the gif below.
More warning: All the smut. Threesome fic with Amaro & Barba. Nothing up the booty, but some orgasm denial, humiliation, blow-jobs, etc. Who doesn’t want to be spit-roasted by those 2 delicious Cuban men? 
Also: typos galore. I am sorry. I’ll fix when I am of sound mind.
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You groaned as you peeled off your dress blues. Your body ached and your head pounded from the beat you had patrolled. It was extraordinarily hot out, despite it being late into the evening. Just a few days earlier, you had been charged on police misconduct as it related to deliberate indifference and as such, you were demoted.
ADA Rafael Barba and your partner Detective Nick Amaro were recused from the case. This was because you, Rafael and Nick were in a polyamorous relationship. Your Captain, Olivia Benson was doing all that she could to get the charges dropped and you reinstated. So in the meantime, you were reassigned as a patrol officer from detective.
The precinct was quiet when you had arrived. Your favorite faded jeans and zipped hoodie were laid out on the bench in front of the shower and you wrapped your hair in a high pony-tail before stepping into the shower. The hot water steamed up the shower stall and you felt you the tension start to melt from your aching muscles. After you had washed up and rinsed clean, you snaked a hand down to between your legs in order to just quickly rub one out. You thought of you two very handsome partners and all of the delicious things you do with them. You let out a soft moan and very quickly bit your lip in an attempt to keep quiet. You could feel your orgasm build and just as you were about to climax, you were interrupted by a burst of cool air as your curtain opened. A familiar voice cleared their throat.
Your eyes flew open and you were face to face with Nick.
“Can I help you?” You asked crossing your arms, as the water continued to run.
“You know you are breaking the rules. You aren’t supposed to touch yourself.” Nick replied with a smirk. His eyes twinkled as he rubbed his hand under his bearded chin. Nick had taken to growing a beard in the last few weeks and some grey/white patches had started to come in, making him all the more attractive.
You narrowed your eyes, before turning your back to him in order to turn off the shower. “What are you doing here? I thought your shift ended.”
“I had to come back and finish some paperwork for Liv. Downstairs told me you hadn’t left. And stop deflecting.” Nick replied, loosening his tie and rolling up his sleeves.
“Oh come on. I told you I wasn’t in that mood to play that stupid game. I have had enough shit going on.” You replied, annoyed, stepping out of the shower. Nick grabbed your wrist as you pushed past him. He pulled you tightly to him, not caring that he got wet in the process.
“You never used the word. You know it. If you didn’t really want to, you would have said it.” Nick growled quietly. “If you really don’t want to play, then say it.”
You looked to the ground. Nick cupped your chin and forced you to meet his eyes. His dark eyes were blown with lust and you could feel heat pool down at your core. “Come on, say it. Say the safe word.” He continued to goad you.
Your safe word was “frijoles.” You said that and everything stopped, no questions asked. In the times you had been with the two handsome Cuban men, you could count on one hand the amount of times you had to actually use it. You opened your mouth but found yourself at a loss for words.
Instead, you stood on the tips of your toes and wrapped your hand around Nick’s lips and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Your tongues dueled albeit briefly and Nick pulled away. He used his thumb to run it across your bottom lip.  
“I knew it. Now, get dressed and lets go home.” Nick replied. You stood still and Nick cocked his head at you. He turned you around and cupped your buttocks and gave a playful pinch, causing you to squeak. 
“Let’s go Y/N. Don’t keep me waiting.” Nick rumbled in your ear. You could feel his erection pressing along your back and you scurried to get dressed.
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While Nick continued to have his own home, he also moved into the apartment that you shared with Rafael. You both stepped off the elevator and walked down the hallway that led to your apartment, hand in hand. Nick opened the door and held the door, letting you in first. Rafael was sitting in his office, glasses perched on his head. He was furiously scribbling away, muttering to himself.  
The door shut with a click and he stepped out, smiling warmly at the sight of you two.
“Hey. Welcome home.”  
“Still in a suit? It’s so late.” Nick replied, taking off his jacket and hanging it up.
Rafael shook his head. “Things got away from me – I sat down to write one thing and then ended up re-doing my entire closing. How was today?”  
“Why don’t you tell him sweetheart?” Nick nodded at you. Rafael frowned and approached you.
“Everything okay?” Rafael asked, his voice full of concern. He knew you had taken the demotion hard.  
“Yes. Just a long day and I am tired.” You replied with a sigh. 
“And?” Nick continued, urging you. Rafael’s eyes flitted to Nick, curious as to what the other Cuban knew.  
You didn’t reply, so Nick did for you. “I found our little slut touching herself in the shower.” 
Rafael turned his gaze slowly to you and you felt your cheeks burn. “Is that so princesa?” 
“Si. Lo siento… I just wanted to relax. I needed to just get it out.” You apologized. You started walking towards the bedroom, stripping your shoes, socks and hooded sweatshirt, leaving you in your tank top and jeans.  
Rafael and Nick looked at each other and gave each other a very knowing look. Rafael followed you into the bedroom.  
“What, getting fucked by two cocks isn’t enough? You still aren’t satisfied?” Rafael asked darkly. 
“That’s not what I mean and you know it.” You replied, arching your brow. “Like you or Nick don’t use your hands? Please.” You rolled your eyes defiantly, knowing it would most definitely spur both men and get you in [fun] trouble. 
“You believe the mouth on this one?” Rafael asked Nick.  
“I can think of better uses for her mouth.” Nick laughed. 
“So can I.” Rafael replied, running his hand through his hair. “And because you can’t keep your hands to yourself… Nick, go get ‘em.” 
“En serio?” Nick questioned. Rafael nodded and you looked at Nick. 
“Get what?” You called out after Nick. You whipped your head back to Rafael. “Get what?” You repeated. 
“These.” Nick returned with his pair of handcuffs, hanging off his index finger. He shook them gently, causing the metal to jingle. He tossed them onto the bed. 
Rafael and Nick stalked you and you felt like you were trapped in a snare. 
“Boys…” Your voice hitched a bit. Rafael pulled your hair from the bun, and pulled back your hair. His soft lips brushed against your ear before he nipped it.
“Princesa, you know we wouldn’t do anything to hurt you right?” Rafael questioned. You rested your head against Rafael’s shoulder.
 You smiled, also enjoying the game. “I know. I remember the word.” 
Nick cupped your face and you nodded again, before pressing a kiss into his palm. Nick began to lift your black tank-top while from behind, Rafael made quick work of your jeans and underwear, pulling the materials to the floor and helped you step out of them. The air felt thick with sexual tension and your heart began to beat more quickly. Nick cupped your breasts, twiddling a nipple with his index finger and thumb causing you to gasp. Rafael used his knee to spread your spread your legs. Rafael dropped to his knees to press kisses along the backs of your thighs while Nick kissed you. You shivered feeling Rafael’s hot breath on your skin as you anticipated his next move.
 Rafael pressed his face directly into your ass, almost smothering himself. He placed large kisses along your soft flesh before delving into your folds. Rafael parted your lips and lapped at your flesh at the same time as Nick’s mouth latched onto your nipple, suckling hard. 
You moaned loudly, causing Rafael and Nick to pause his actions. He looked up at Nick, his face glistened with your arousal. Nick swallowed hard at the sight. “She’s so loud.” Rafael replied. “I think it’s time.” 
Nick nodded. “Your office?” 
Rafael smiled wickedly. “Splendid.” He grabbed the handcuffs from the bed. 
Nick lifted you over his shoulder and carried you into Rafael’s office. Rafael smacked your ass as he followed, causing you to squeal. Nick lowered you and you took a step to steady yourself. Nick took the handcuffs from Rafael and twisted your arms behind you and cuffed you. 
You groaned and struggled against them. Your attempts were futile as the handcuffs were securely fastened. 
Rafael threw himself back into this chair. He unzipped his pants and took out his cock, which was painfully hard and weeping. Rafael fisted his cock and stroked twice before letting his thumb glide across the head of his cock, smearing the pre-cum. 
“Time to use that mouth for something else.” Nick teased shoving you down to your knees. “Go suck that beautiful cock.” Rafael’s eyes flitted to Nick’s eyes at the compliment and he was about to say something when you used your tongue to lick his thick shaft.   
“Mierda…” Rafael grunted. You swirled your tongue once more over his length before taking him fully into your mouth. Your warm mouth on his cock caused Rafael to groan loudly. You start to lose your balance slightly and Rafael places a hand on your head to hold you in place. Rafael closed his eyes, his brows furrowed as you continue to suck and slobber all over his cock. The obscene sounds further drive him and he lifted his free arm over the back of his chair, gripping the leather with the tips of his fingernails. 
“Oh fuck Y/N, you’re such a good little cocksucker.” Rafael grunts. “Do you love sucking that cock?” 
A muffled ‘yes’ bled from your mouth. “Such a little slut and you are all ours.” Rafael grunted as his hips begin to lift from the chair he was seated on. 
Nick pulled on your arms, lifting you off Rafael roughly. You gasped for air and Rafael swore loudly. “I was about to come.” Rafael growled.
Nick cocked his head. “Can’t have you have all the fun counselor.” Rafael clicked his tongue with his teeth and began to fist his cock some more.  
“Nick, please.” You beg. “Take off the cuffs. Please. Fuck me.”
“What’s that?” Nick bent down to your ear. 
 “Fuck me. Take off these cuffs. I’ll be a good girl.” You beg. “It’ll be so much better with my hands free.”
“No. Next time we tell you to not touch yourself, maybe you will listen. If you did your job correctly, you wouldn’t be in this mess.” Nick replied softly. He made quick removal of his clothes, tossing them to the side by the door entrance. Rafael followed suit. You stayed on your knees, anticipating their next move.  
“You’re going to go back to sucking his cock and I am going to fuck you into next week.” Nick growled. You nodded and bit your lip. Both men sink to their knees and take their places. Nick pulled on your arms and pulled you up, so Rafael can shove his cock into your mouth. Rafael’s hands grip your head tightly as he begins to fuck your mouth with gusto, causing you to sputter and slobber. Saliva ran out of your mouth as you continued to pleasure Rafael. Your muffled moan filled the room as Nick slipped his fingers inside you.  
“So wet.” Nick keened. “If I didn’t know any better, I would say you’re enjoying this little punishment.” You mumbled something and Rafael shoved your head down harder on his cock, the head hitting the back of your throat. Nick removed his fingers, sucking them clean before pressing his cock into you. He took his time, letting you adjust to his cock for the first few strokes before ramping the intensity of his pounding. The sounds of skin on skin filled the room. Nick was merciless as he fucked you. Every forward motion from behind propelled you on Rafael’s cock. Just as Nick felt your walls start to quiver around his cock, he would pull on your cuffs. The pain from the cuffs would jar you back. Nick ripped orgasm from orgasm from you. It was sensory overload as you were full in almost every orifice and desperate to come. 
Nick could feel his balls swell, ready to explode. “Fuck Nick, I’m about to come.” Rafael grunted as he continued to fuck your mouth. Nick looked at Rafael and leaned over to grab Rafael’s hand. Their eyes met and Nick nodded. Both men groaned and grunted as their cocks kicked and they emptied their loads into you. Nick continued to pump through until he was spent. When he was done, he pulled out and murmured praises against your skin before retrieving the handcuff keys. 
Rafael caught you as you collapsed, your mind fuzzy and exhausted. “Let’s take care of you.” Rafael murmured.
Rafael pulled you up and he sat back down on the chair. He pulled you up, so you were sitting on his lap, back to chest. Rafael sucked on the slope of your neck as Nick’s fingers ghosted over your swollen nub. You were already so close, and all it took was a few circles of your clit from Nick while Rafael pinched your nipples and you came hard, seeing stars as you wailed both men’s names. 
Hands were over as you came down, caressing you. Continued appraisals flurried over you along with kisses.  
“You were so good.” Rafael murmured. Nick hummed his agreement into your thighs as he continued to pepper your skin with kisses. Rafael stood up and carried you to the bedroom. Nick followed, joining you both. You curled into Rafael’s lap, laying your head against his chest as you listened to his heart beat normalize. Nick pressed a kiss to the top of your head before pulling the covers on. 
“Y/N?” Rafael questioned. You lifted your head. “Yeah?” Your eyes were starting to flutter with sleepiness. 
“I spoke with the other ADA. The charges are being dropped and you’re being reinstated per Liv starting Monday.”  
You sat up. A smile crossed your face and you slapped a hand over your mouth. You were giddy with excitement and all feelings of sleep escaped.  
You pulled the sheets off and climbed on top of Rafael. “I thought you were going to tell her in the morning. Now we’re never going to sleep.” Nick complained, looking at the clock. “I have an early shift.” 
“I think this calls for a celebration.” 
And you did. With both men. Over and over again. As the sun rose over the Manhattan skyline the next day, it flooded the bedroom. It barely disturbed your sleeping figures. 
Nick ended up taking the day off.
FIN.
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purplesurveys · 3 years
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survey by joybucket
What color are your eyes? They are dark brown. They’re actually really more of black because of how dark they are, but that sounds creepy so let’s just go with really really dark brown.
What's your favorite type of milk? I don’t take a lot of milk and am not familiar with most of them.
What's your passion? What a deep, introspective question three questions into this survey lmao. My interests are always changing so I don’t really give much thought into this. I don’t let myself be bound to just one thing.
What's your favorite color? I really like the way baby pink looks on everything.
Are you shy? Sure, but I’m trying to break out of that shell. Based from hundreds of past experiences, being shy is the easiest way to be forgettable and I’m tired of people never remembering my name or anything about me.
What is/was your favorite school subject? History. Anything about it I will surely enjoy.
Do you celebrate Christmas? Yes.
What's your favorite quote? I don’t keep track of quotes.
What is your natural hair color? It’s black.
Do you like it? There’s nothing to complain about. I’d love to have it dyed just to try out something new with my look, because it’s been black and untouched for 23 years; I guess it’s just a matter of when I’ll push through with it.
Are you happy with the way you look? I wish some aspects were different, like my hair to be less frizzy, my front teeth to be straight, my eyesight to be clearer, etc. But it’s also whatever; I don’t really focus on these things too much as I’ve never been the type of person to concentrate on my physical looks.
What would you change about your appearance if you could? ^ Well, those things I listed. Also, to have boobs?? Puberty never did anything for me in that department.
What would you change about your bedroom if you could? I’d move the bed up against the wall because that’s always been more my vibe. If I had the energy, I’d buy a storage container and place all Gab-related stuff in there so I can finally hide away those things (but not entirely throw them out). I would also fix my closet, all three sections of it. I’d also love to get a homey and soothing night lamp and be able to regularly buy scented candles to de-stress at the end of the day. In other news, my room has remained stale for so long and needs a revamp HAHAHA.
Are you rich or poor? I’d say we are in the middle, but our financial situation throughout Covid has been making me increasingly worry.
Are you double jointed? Nope.
What's the most physically painful thing you've ever experienced? The time I ripped my ear piercing, and my foot infection from snorkeling. Also getting my blood drawn, but that’s only because I’m a big baby when it comes to sharp things.
Do you like shots? See above.
Are you afraid of spiders? Our spiders are never too large or look menacing where I live, so not really. I’m aware of how big they can get in other places though so I totally understand the widespread hatred for spiders lol.
Have you ever had an allergic reaction to something? Not sure if it’s an allergy, but my legs quickly get irritated if they’re exposed in a grassy area for too long. My face also doesn’t seem to appreciate face masks, (the skincare kind), but I’m not sure if that’s an allergic reaction or if face masks are meant to do that.
Name a food that you like that's green. Green curry, or broccoli.
Do you like to read? Yes. More of non-fiction, though. I haven’t read a fiction book since I wasssss probably in middle school or early high school.
Do you know what your purpose in life is? No. I don’t stress out over stuff like this lol, I just make sure I’m happy where I am and at the same time, still feel fulfilled with the things I’m doing. 
Are you lonely? I can be, but I guess it’s just meant to happen sometimes.
What's something you are good at? Reading people. Sometimes to my benefit, sometimes otherwise.
What's a color that looks great on you? Olive green and maroon are my favorite shades.
What's something you would like to improve at? Being creative. My work requires a lot of it and I end up being a shitty teammate whenever we have to do brainstorming, because I literally just stay to the side, unable to think of anything.
Do you believe you have great potential? Yes.
What's one word to describe you? Right now? Tired.
Are you spiritual? Nope.
What's one thing that you get a lot of compliments on? My writing.
What's one hidden talent that you have? I dunno if it counts as a talent but I memorize a great deal of songs from Jay-Z and Kanye’s Watch the Throne album, which has always been a fun ‘talent’ to whip out and surprise friends with when we’re partying at a club/bar and a song from the album is suddenly played.
What are three girls' names that you really like? I love Olivia, Mia, and Harper. I’ve probably listed those names a thousand times on these surveys by now.
What are three boys' names that you really like? I like Liam, Mason, and Lucas.
What is the most beautiful scenery you have ever beheld?  The prettiest place I’ve been to was probably Palawan.
What is your favorite pizza topping? Just cheese is fine with me. If that doesn’t count, bell peppers come second. I can definitely live without the other usual toppings like pepperoni, beef, etc.
Name a food that you like that's red. I said green curry in the green foods question, and I’ll answer red curry here, haha.
Are you color blind? Nope.
Have you ever had a crush? Yes.
Can you type fast? I can and I do on a daily basis.
What's your favorite type of cereal? Erm, I’ve never tried them before but I’m drawn to cereals that are rather sweet lol, like Reese’s Puffs or Hershey’s Kisses cereal line. The thing is, they’re classified as one of the luxury imported brands over here so their prices are very unreasonable for a box of cereal, and I never get to have them as a result. Otherwise I don’t enjoy cereal too much.
What is one of your dreams? I would love to have a family.
What are your top three favorite colors? Baby pink, white, and mustard yellow.
What is your favorite book? I don’t have one.
What is your favorite amusement park ride? Ones that would provide enough thrill but won’t make me pass out, like the octopus.
What are three middle names you wouldn't mind having? Idk, I’m fine with my second name. I actually really like the name Isabelle and at one point I unsuccessfully tried to make it my main name, back when I still hated Robyn.
Are you flexible? Not really anymore. I used to be, kind of.
Do you consider yourself religious? Not at all. I haven’t been in around five years. I’ve been atheist since I was in the 4th grade, then I had this very sudden (but very brief) change of heart back in senior year when I started praying a lot. I went back to atheism as soon as I started university.
Are you bold? I can be, but it’s not one of my principal traits.
Are you spontaneous? It’s nice to be every once in a while, but I’m not always.
Do you have a significant other? No.
What's your pet peeve? Lateness.
How tall are you? Just a little over 5 feet, which does not classify me as tall at all.
What's your sexual orientation? Demi. I’ve also been increasingly self-identifying as asexual, so let’s go with that too.
Can you sing? Nope.
Can you dance? Nope, but I still do it when I’m alone.
Can you draw? No.
Do you play an instrument? I mean, just the recorder, but I don’t know if that counts.
What school subject do you hate the most? Chemistry. I struggled with it both in high school and in college. I hated physics and geometry too, but at least I got better at them as I got older. Chemistry is just far too complicated for me to appreciate.
What's your least favorite color? Most shades of yellow and neon green.
Do you eat healthy? I wouldn’t say I exclusively eat healthily, but I do keep a good balance in the food I consume. I enjoy my junk food as much as I like eating vegetables.
Do you think you look better with short or long hair? I’d say short.
What's a color that doesn't look good on you? White.
Are you passionate? Sure.
Are you doing the most you can with your life? Right now, with the world falling apart around me? I definitely try to. I have a great job, I spoil myself and try out new things for myself every now and then, I’ve pulled myself out from the rut I used to be in a few months ago, etc. I guess I can say I like where I am.
Are you proud of yourself for the way you are living? See above.
Do you love yourself? I've started taking a couple of steps down that path.
Do you have regrets? Sure.
Do you have wishes and dreams? Of course.
Do you have a huge secret you are keeping from the world? I suppose so.
Do you have neat handwriting? Yeah, I get quite a lot of compliments on my penmanship in general. I liked practicing my writing as soon as I learned how to properly hold a pencil, so I guess all those times served as good training.
Name a current favorite song. I dunno but Hayley is set to release a new album by tomorrow so a couple of songs from there will most definitely end up being a favorite.
List a song lyric that you like. “Can you live with what you know about yourself when you're all alone, behind closed doors?”
Are you happy? I think so. I’m definitely not as sad as I used to be.
Are you a generally optimistic person? I try to be, but I allow myself to be negative or realistic sometimes.
Have you ever had something horrible happen to you? Between deaths in the family, depression and other mental health issues, and personal life events that were less than nice, absolutely.
Have you ever been abused? Sure.
Have you ever been harassed and/or bullied? I was bullied as a kid because of my name, and as a result it was difficult to make friends for years. I’ve never been harassed though.
Do you love nature? Yes, I love being around nature when I get the chance.
Are you free-spirited? I wouldn’t consider myself that. I like being on the careful side when it comes to many things.
Are you carefree? Not really. 
Would you say you are an overcomer? Yup.
Are you a good friend? I hope I am.
Do you like animals? Love them, except insects.
Do you meditate? No. I actually tried yoga for the first time yesterday because that’s what my workout app had planned for me, but I quickly learned that I am way too impatient for it, lmao. The whole session was meant to be I think 30 minutes? but I quit by like the 14-minute mark and did another program. Idk, I guess it’s just not for me.
Do you pray? No.
What month were you born in? April.
What's your favorite season? We don’t have the usual four seasons but I’m gonna go ahead and say winter because it’s what appeals to me most.
What's one place you've been to that you want to visit again? I want to keep coming back to Sagada.
What's one place you want to go that you've never visited before? Thailand.
What's your favorite type of tree? I don’t have one.
Are you laid-back? I tend to be uptight most of the time, actually.
Are you hard on yourself? Yes.
How's your self-esteem? It’s been getting better, but sometimes I still can’t help but feel insecure.
What medical conditions do you/have you had? Scoliosis.
What are you allergic to? I have had itchy, irritable reactions to face masks and grass before, but not sure if they’re allergies.
Do you like to try new things? For sure, as long as it’s not a crime or if it involves my fears lmfao. Like I would be willing to skydive or dye my hair a strange color, but I’d never scheme a burglary or jump in a tub of cockroaches.
What's one word to describe your style? Chic.
What's one word to describe your bedroom? Plain. I definitely need to mix it up so that it can feel more like who I am.
What's one thing you like about yourself? I like that I’ve always been able to surpass difficulties and come out a better person from them, instead of letting them consume me.
What's one thing you dislike about yourself? I need to stop blaming myself for things out of my control.
Are you competitive? To a fault.
Are you faithful? Sure.
Can you cook? Hell no.
What's your favorite restaurant? Ramen Nagi.
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axwalker · 4 years
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OTP Questions
These OTP questions were created by the amazing @mskaneko  Thank you, hun! They were super fun to answer!!  The AMAZING, INCREDIBLE mood board was a gift from @pedudley  (I’ll never get tired of using this) 
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  What other couples would your OTP get along with?
Olivia and Liam. I HC them together, and I think the four of them are very good friends. (followed closely by Max and Rashad)
Does either of them have secrets even the other doesn’t know?
They know almost everything about each other, but Drake never talks too much about his multiple conquests when he was single, and he doesn’t want to know a lot of details about Alexis’s old relationships either.
Who is the one that sees the big picture, while the other focuses on the small details?
Drake sees the big picture while Alexis focuses on the small details
Who does stuff on impulse?
Definitely, Alexis. She’s very spontaneous and does a lot of things just for the spur of the moment
What is their favorite holiday?
When they started their family they became fans of Christmas. Since Drake’s father and Lexie’s mother died when they were young, neither of them really celebrated it as children, so they tend to go big now
What is their favorite board game?
Drake “kicks ass” at Monopoly so it’s his favorite. Alexis loves getting revenge with Trivial Pursuit. Game nights at their house involve a lot of whiskey, competition and angry sex (sometimes after playing, sometimes during if they were playing by themselves)
Who would go out of their way to do something silly to make their partner laugh?
Alexis usually with Maxwell’s help.
Favorite canon moment of them?
Their kiss at the Beaumont Study, when they both realized their feelings were much deeper than they thought.
 Least favorite canon moment of them?
It’s not canon for me but I really, really hated their huge wedding. It was the less Drake/Alexis moment EVER.
 Who is the competitive one?
They’re both very competitive, but Drake is a bit more than her
Who likes to go on drives to nowhere in particular?
Drake, he loves to play some jazz or classic rock on his phone and drive silently to clear his head
Who sings along with the radio?
Alexis sings along with the radio every chance she gets, she usually dances too, which Drake absolutely loves
Who would accidentally set the kitchen on fire while cooking?
Alexis is a great cook but terrifyingly oblivious. So she already has. Twice.
Who is more seductive when they are drunk?
      Drake is definitely a very cute drunk, Alexis is the seductive one
Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had?
Drake does, Alexis usually forgets what she dreams.
Who asks weird questions in the middle of the night?
Alexis, she always thinks about the most random stuff in the middle of the night
Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothes on?
Totally naked, no one. Alexis loves to walk around the house on her underwear, but Drake definitely DOESN’T tell her to put some clothes on. Drake sleeps naked, Alexis LOVES it
Who is always ready to have sex at any time, at any place?
They’re both extremely sexual, so they’re always looking for places to have sex. They’re both always ready.
 Who likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?
They’re both constantly thinking about each other and they buy random things the other one would like. If Drake goes to the super-market he never forgets her favorite brand of chocolates, he also loves to go to the bookstore and pick a book he thinks she’ll like. Alexis loves to buy him goofy gifts like a mug with the inscription “Trust me, I’m a dogtor” on it. Drake would never accept it, but he only drinks from it.  
Where did they take their first picture together?
Sightseeing in Rome after eating in the Italian restaurant.
 Who knows the most useless facts?
Alexis, that’s why she loves Trivial Pursuit
Who is more likely to forget their own birthday?
Drake would be more likely to forget it, but Alexis makes such a big deal of it, that he won’t.
 Which bad habit of their partner do they find the most annoying?
For Drake it’s how messy Alexis is, he’s not a maniac but she can’t seem to put anything back where it belongs. For Alexis, that he opens 10 bottles of water at the same time and has at least two in each room of the house. 
Who is the better driver ?
They both think they are. Drake is more careful, Alexis is faster
Who is more likely to admit they are wrong in an argument ?
Neither of them, they’re both incredibly stubborn. But if someone has to give up, it would be Alexis.
What is something that reminds them of one another?
Drake always thinks about her when he smells cherries or listen to any rhythmic Spanish song. Alexis thinks of him with the smell of sandalwood and Whiskey and anything related to horses.
Would they get matching couple tattoos? If yes, what it would be?
They don’t have tattoos.
Who sleeps wrapped up in a cocoon of covers?
Neither, Drakes almost doesn’t use covers and Alexis sleeps wrapped up in his arms.
Who would win in a pillow fight?
Drake is bigger but Alexis is sneakier…
 Who likes to take photos of the other when they’re not looking
Alexis has a hundred pictures of Drake sleeping on her phone, and she doesn’t know it but Drake loves to take pictures of her when she’s focused writing.He melts when she scrunches her nose. 
Where would they go to get away from everyone else and just be alone?
They go camping. They love to hike, eat s’mores, drink whiskey and make love in front of the fire.
 If they got to pick what one another wears for a day, what would one another wear?
Drake would pick a little white dress, he loves her legs and the color white because it brings out the color of her skin. Alexis will choose a shirt on denim because it’s completely him, she would ask him to roll up his sleeves though.
44. What do they love most about each other?
Drake loves that Alexis is lively and spontaneous and it drives him crazy how she can be very sweet and sexy at the same time. He admires her talent and how passionate she is. Physically, her legs and her smile.
Alexis is a sucker for Drake’s protectiveness. She loves his heart and how deep he cares when he loves someone. She admires his job as a veterinarian and that he’s always ready to help others. Her favorite physical feature it’s her eyes, his legendary smirk, and his big arms.
Bonus: 3 random HC about your OTP
1. Alexis had a traumatic experience when she was a teenager, only Drake knows about it, and has helped her to overcome it. He’s extremely protective of her.
2. Drake loved his birthdays as a kid but hated them after his father died, Alexis wants him to love them again so she tries to surprise him every year with something he loves a whiskey tasting, a fishing trip, etc.
3. They always compete to give the other the best anniversary possible.
4. I got giddy so another one. They have one daughter, Helena and two twin boys, Jackson and Ian.
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001. MEET GREYSON
FULL NAME: greyson dominic northwood. PREFERRED NAME: greyson. NICKNAME/S: grey, g and north. DATE OF BIRTH: august 29th, 1992. GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis male & he/his. ORIENTATION: hetero. RELIGION: agnostic. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: married to leticia northwood. OCCUPATION: recording artist, music producer, model and entrepreneur. RESIDENCE: in between soho, new york city and quogue, suffolk county.
002. CHECK GREYSON’S BACKGROUND
HOMETOWN: harlem, new york city, united states of america. NATIONALITY: american. ETHNIC BACKGROUND: afro-barbadian. LINGUISTICS: english which is his native language and spanish and french in a fluent level. EDUCATION: he has graduated from high-school. CRIMINAL RECORD: clean. BIRTH ORDER: second. FATHER: vince josiah northwood, born on march 3rd, 1966 in atlanta, georgia, currently residing in tribeca, new york city. he owns a couple bars in the different boroughs and neighborhoods and, still, works as a bartender on his first-bought bar in harlem. MOTHER: narissa gabrielle knowles, born on november 22nd, 1967 in houston, texas, currently residing in tribeca, new york city. she’s the owner of a cosmetology and skincare clinic, and does occasional work as a beautician. SISTER/S: naomi lenora nortwhood, born on october 6th, 1989 in harlem, new york, currently residing in los angeles, california and working as a neurosurgeon at UCLA medical center. gianna makayla northwood, born on june 18th, 1994 in harlem, new york, currently residing in rome, italy and working as a marketing and communications specialist for fendi. neah gabrielle northwood, born on february 26th, 1998 in harlem, new york, currently residing in los angeles, california where she attends UCLA school of theatre, film and television and studies to become an actress. BROTHER/S: jason malik northwood, born on may 22nd, 2004 in tribeca, new york where he still resides and studies. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: leticia northwood, née evans. CHILDREN: koda brooklyn northwood, born on january 1st, 2019 in southampton, new york and romi noor northwood, born on january 1st, 2019 in southampton, new york. OTHER RELEVANT FAMILY: trai smith, naomi’s husband thus brother-in-law. anikah lenora smith, naomi and trai’s daughter, niece. aaliyah ranee smith, naomi and trai’s daughter, niece. EX/ES: rita sisay and olivia laurent. PETS: coco maki, a chow chow, snoop and peaches, two bunnies.
003. GET UP CLOSE & PERSONAL
HEIGHT: 6′3″ or 193 cm. WEIGHT: between 178 lbs or 81 kg and 188 lbs or 85 kg. BODY BUILD: he’s slender, with an average weight for his height. despite not being too strict when it comes to diets or workout routines, greyson doesn’t have many issues keeping his average weight. he’s not lanky or overly slim, but he’s not out of shape either – he has a toned stomach and legs, and he has muscular arms. EYE COLOR: dark brown, depending on the lighting and weather their shade seems to vary from an earthy, coppery brown to black. EYESIGHT: his eyesight is impeccable, he has no vision-related issues so far HAIR COLOR & STYLE: if greyson was to leave his hair be and didn’t style it, he’d have a huge curly mess to deal with. on a daily basis, he keeps his hair braided into sections, tying the majority of the braids into a ponytail while leaving some of them loose. if he’s in the mood to change it up, he goes for two cornrows and if he really can’t be bothered with his hair, he’ll just braid it and leave it at that. that is, when his hair is as lengthy as it is now. when he cuts his hair and has it a little bit shorter than he has now, he either goes for center-parted cornrows or he just gets someone to braid his hair and ties it in a small ponytail. DOMINANT HAND: right. NOTABLE PHYSICAL TRAITS: his million-dollar smile has swiftly become his trademark, as well as his braided hair, and often those are the two thing people immediately notice. in an alike manner, some seem to notice his pristine skin, others tend to be distracted by his towering frame. amongst many other, those are perhaps his most notable traits. SCARS AND MARKS: here's a noticeable scar on his left cheek and a couple more scattered throughout his body as a result of every day's life. other than those, there's a birthmark on the inside of his left wrist and the occasional mole here and there. TATTOOS: he does have some ; he has ALT tattooed behind his ear which is the name of his first EP, the one that catapulted his career, and he has the word YLOHNU ( unholy backwards ) tattooed on the outer side of his left wrist. on the inside of his left arm, positioned where it’d be considered the inside of the elbow, he has LONDON and NEW YORK in uppercase, forming an upper arch, and forming a lower arch, he has TOKYO and LOS ANGELES also in uppercase - the four main cities that helped with him get where he is today. along his right hipbone, he has off the maps no hidden grids, i’m fleeing which was taken out of one of his songs from his latest album and is one of his favorite lyrics he ever wrote/sung. he has a blacklight tattoo saying i solemnly swear that i’m up to no good along with some footsteps on the inside of his right wrist. in white ink, and below his left pectoral, he has neah’s heartbeat and on his left ankle he has a small compass tattoo pointing north. on the side of his index finger from his right hand, he has a small rose ( his mother’s favorite flower ) and on the inside of his left wrist, he has VENI. VIDI. VICI. tattooed in uppercase. on his ring finger, he has the coordinates to where he and leticia got married tattooed in bold font. on very small scale/font, he has the quote i can be changed by what happens to me but i refuse to be reduced by it split in three parts on the right side of his ribcage. more recently, he has gotten XIII VIII MCMXVC - leticia’s birth date - tattooed alongside his left collarbone. besides that, there’s a KBN and a RNN - koda’s and romi’s initials respectively - micro-tattooed on his pressure point, just below his ear. PIERCINGS: he has a piercing on his left regular lobe. VOICECLAIM: asap rocky. ACCENT & INTENSITY: despite all the traveling around the world and residing in various locations over the past few years, greyson was born and raised in new york and his accent has remained intact all throughout. that being said, he has a really intense new york accent. ALLERGIES: apples, dust mite and he’s lactose intolerant. PHOBIAS & FEARS: losing himself. MENTAL & PHYSICAL ILLNESSES: none so far. ALCOHOL USE: socially, usually not to a point where he’s hammered. SMOKING: yes, mainly in situations of extreme stress. NARCOTICS USE: in the beginning of his career, greyson used to do lsd and lean but he has quit it a good while ago. these days, and mainly when he’s going through the creative process or looking to unwind, he does smoke weed. INDULGENT FOOD: on the rare. SPLURGE SPENDING: yes, occasionally. GAMBLING: no, never.
004. DIG DEEPER
CAN THEY DRIVE? yes, he can drive. CAN THEY COOK & BAKE? yes and not much. he can bake simple things but he can’t do any intricate dessert or cake or anything. CAN THEY CHANGE A FLAT TIRE? yes. CAN THEY TIE A TIE? yes. CAN THEY SWIM? yes. CAN THEY RIDE A BICYCLE? yes. CAN THEY JUMP START A CAR? yes. CAN THEY BRAID HAIR? no. CAN THEY PICK A LOCK? yes. EXTROVERTED OR INTROVERTED? extroverted. DISORGANIZED OR ORGANIZED? organized. CLOSE OR OPEN MINDED? open minded. CALM OR ANXIOUS? calm. PATIENT OR IMPATIENT? in between. OUTSPOKEN OR RESERVED? outspoken. LEADER OR FOLLOWER? leader. OPTIMISTIC OR PESSIMISTIC? optimistic. TRADITIONAL OR MODERN? modern. HARD-WORKING OR LAZY? hard-working. CULTURED OR UNCULTURED? cultured. LOYAL OR DISLOYAL? loyal. FAITHFUL OR UNFAITHFUL? faithful. NIGHT OWL OR EARLY BIRD? night owl. HEAVY OR LIGHT SLEEPER? light sleeper. COFFEE OR TEA? coffee. DAY OR NIGHT? night. TAKING BATHS OR SHOWERS? showers. COCA COLA OR PEPSI? coca-cola. CATS OR DOGS? dogs. NETFLIX OR CINEMA? cinema. SHOWS OR MOVIES? movies. LAPTOP OR GAMING CONSOLE? both. HEALTHY OR JUNK FOOD? healthy food. ICE CREAM OR FROZEN YOGURT? ice cream. PIZZA OR HAMBURGER? pizza. LOLLIPOPS OR GUMMY WORMS? gummy worms. BEACH OR POOL? beach. SNOWBALLS FIGHTING OR ICESKATING? snowballs fighting. LITERATURE OR SCIENCE? literature. HISTORY OR ART? art. CHOCOLATE BARS OR COTTON CANDY? cotton candy. XBOX OR PLAYSTATION? playstation. FACE-TO-FACE OR PHONE INTERACTIONS? face-to-face interactions. DRAMA OR SCI-FI? sci-fi. HORROR OR COMEDY? both.
005. GREYSON’S FAVORITES
FAVORITE ACTIVITY: song-writing, singing, recording... the whole process about making a song. FAVORITE ANIMAL: jaguar. FAVORITE BOOK: so far, greyson has no favorite book FAVORITE COLOR/S: grey. FAVORITE CUISINE: chinese, japanese, indian and thai. FAVORITE DISH/ES: chow mein, thai fried rice, phat khing, sashimi, panipura and kung pao chicken. FAVORITE DRINK/S: mint and ginger lemonade and vodka tonic. FAVORITE FLOWER/S: magnolia and cherry blossom FAVORITE GEM: aquamarine. FAVORITE MOVIE: hidden figures by theodore melfi. FAVORITE SONG: DNA. by kendrick lamar. FAVORITE SCENT/S: the scent of the rain, coconut, popcorn and melted chocolate. FAVORITE SHOW/S: he doesn’t have much time to keep up with television shows so he doesn’t have a favorite one. FAVORITE SPORT/S & TEAM THEY SUPPORT: basketball, he supports houston rockets and brooklyn nets, baseball, he supports new york yankees, and american football, he supports new york giants. FAVORITE SEASON OF THE YEAR: spring. VACATION DESTINATION: bagan, myanmar, hokkaido, japan and panjin, china.
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bensbuttercup · 6 years
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In My Head (S.M.) One
Summary: Olivia McNally, an inexperienced and workaholic editor meets one of Hollywood’s golden boys by chance. When Shawn suggest he teach Olivia the ropes of show business she jumped at the opportunity unaware of everything it wouid entail.
Word count: 1896
Warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, sexual contrent
Paring: Shawn Mendes x Professional Editors! OC
Authors note: first parts just a little short I promise it picks up after this.
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Olivia sat in a small Santa Monica Cafe, it was empty except for her and the two other members of the public relations team. The cafe had been rented for the afternoon by the Universal Music group, an important meeting with one of their artists about an upcoming press releases was scheduled. Olivia had a cappuccino, no sweetener or flavoring, in front of her while she flipped through different tabs on her laptop.
“Olivia?” At the mention of her name Olivia’s head shot up. Her glasses slipped down the bridge of her nose slightly because of the movement, but she quickly pushed them back up. Her eyes were wide while she looked to the head editor, Josh, who was sitting at the head of the table, two seats away from her. “You know what you need to write down?” Josh asked Olivia.
“Of course,” Olivia clicked on the tab of her laptop labeled, ‘Delicate press release’, and nodded. Olivia quickly clicked through the other tabs she also had open, alphabetized and easy to access in case they were brought up. It was important to Olivia that she was able to keep up with any topic the meeting covered, not just what she was responsible to cover.
Olivia graduated from NYU, she number five in her class with a degree in publishing and editing. With a 4.0 average form one of the best universities in the world it wasn’t a surprise that Olivia was being offered jobs at some of the biggest companies in existence. She had accepted the job with the Universal Music Group and m was slowly working her way up the ladder of editors. At the moment Olivia sat second on Taylor Swift’s editing and public relations team, it was a dream come true and she was thankful to wake up every morning with the job she loved going to.
Olivia pulled on the sleeves of her brown and white cardigan as she waited for Taylor to arrive for the meeting. It was a Sunday afternoon, but it was the only day they were able to have the meeting with Taylor’s busy schedule. On Sunday’s Olivia usually liked to stay in bed with her dog, Padfoot, and watch movies while she worked on her articles for the week. So this situation was far from ideal.
The door to the cafe opened and Josh sat up straighter as the click of heels were heard on the floor. Olivia had worked with Taylor one on one before, she often saw Taylor outside work as well. People’s fame didn’t tend to intimidate Olivia like it did other members of the team. She saw everyone as people, they just had unusual careers.
“I hope you don’t mind I brought a friend.” Taylor’s voice reached where Olivia, Josh and Seth were sitting before she even entered the room.
“Your friends are always welcome Taylor!” Josh stood up to meet Taylor in the small doorway to the dining room. Olivia sat quietly at her seat, her eyes skimming one of her articles for the upcoming week while she had a moment. The bangs she was trying to grow out managed to fall out of the messy bun that sat on her head. She quickly pushed them back into the rubber band before pulling her bottom lip in between her teeth.
“Taylor called me a friend?” A new male voice entered the conversationz Olivia’s Head snapped up to look across the room where the small group were all shaking hands. She stayed seated, but her eyes quickly found the new individual in the room, he was tall, taller than Seth and Josh, and he carried himself with confidence. No one had seemed to notice the quiet girl yet, which gave Olivia ample time to observe the newcomer to the group. Of course she knew who Shawn Mendes was. Who didn’t? However, she never thought she would be in the same room as the boy.
Olivia pulled her bottom lip between her teeth again as she allowed her eyes to scan Shawn’s figure, he was tall and muscular. The best word Olivia could find to describe him was big. Her eyes followed the seams of his white t shirt, it looked as if his shirt was painted on the way is clung to his muscles. His biceps were massive, and Olivia couldn’t help but wonder how they would feel wrapped around her in a hug. Her eyes continued to trail down his arms, the veins which stuck out had Olivia wondering how much the boy worked out, and how much of it was from playing guitar. His hands were the last thing she was able to focus on, he talked with his hands so Olivia watched closely as the moved and flexed. His hands were massive and she wanted to hold one, to feel his skin against hers.
“Olivia!” She looked over from where she was currently sitting to Seth who was tapping his foot impatiently against the hardwood of the cafe floor. Olivia pushed her glasses up again and stood up as she walked over to the small group. No one greeted her but Josh did have a request for her. As per usual.
“Can you go put in another round drink orders?” Josh asked.Olivia nodded with a sigh. Josh never included Olivia in the initial conversations he had with Taylor, it often seemed as if Olivia was just there for work and not for the personal benefits. Olivia knew she was quiet but that didn’t meant she could be taken advantage of, however she knew what battles to fight and this wasn’t one.
Everyone wrote their order down on a small piece of paper and it was eventually given to Olivia who gave a soft smile before making her way to place the order with the two people who were working in the cafe for the day.
“Hi,” Olivia gave one of the baristas the paper with the order. “Thank you so much!” Olivia added after the girl turned away to start the Oder.
Olivia moved to wait for the drinks, her back against the wall while she responded to a few work emails. She had articles going out four days the next week and needed to make sure they were all sent into publishing on time. She had just sent her last email when she heard another voice at the counter.
“I’m sorry if I can just add on to that,” Olivia looked up. “A brown sugar latte.” Olivia watched as the muscles in Shawn’s back moved while he spoke. His muscles jumped as he spoke, it looked like they wanted to burst out of his t shirt. Olivia quickly looked back down at her phone while he turned away, how embarrassing would it be if she got caught staring? Olivia assumed that he would walk off to go join the others again, but he didn’t. Instead he started walking towards her. Olivia looked up when she saw that he was closer to her and smiled softly.
“You always get stuck doing this?” Shawn asked. Olivia always got nervous making eye contact with new people, but she looked up and nodded. She still avoided his eyes but held herself confidently.
“Yeah, but it’s fine I don’t mind.” Olivia spoke watching as Shawn leaned on the wall next to her. He leaned his head back against the wood and picked one of his legs up to rest the sole of his sneaker on the wall. “You know you don’t have to stand here?” Olivia asked. “I can take yours back with me too, go like sit and talk. Socializing I think it’s called.” Shawn turned his head to look at her before shaking his head. He licked his bottom lip before speaking.
“You never really get to be a part of any of those conversations do you?” Shawn asked. Why was he asking her that? Did he want a full insight into her lonely life?
Olivia very rarely was able to attend work events since she was still underage. So on weekends while all her co-workers were out together at bars Olivia wound up stuck at home. She would often order take out and work on her articles for the week, however, with all of her friends still in New York it got lonely. She had Padfoot, but that was really all, she couldn’t rely on her dog for company forever. “No, but why should they matter?” Olivia answered Shawn’s questions.
“Show business isn’t easy, and I know what your gonna say—” he waved a hand pushing himself off the wall. “But you’re just as involved in show business as I am, as Taylor is. I was just lucky that Taylor took me under her wing, if she didn’t I really don’t think I would be where I am.”
“Well you’re incredibly talented.” Olivia spoke as she finally willed herself to make eye contact with Shawn. He had the most beautiful brown eyes she had ever seen, the low light of the cafe made them twinkle. Olivia felt as if she could look into them forever.
“Well I do believe that in your debut article you put my new album as your favorite of the year. Well, so far that is.” Shawn flashed Olivia a smile and she felt a blush creeping up her neck. “I read everyone’s articles, have to keep up with the competition. That’s not the point though,” Shawn dismissed his last comment. “What I’m saying is that I’m willing to take you under my wing. Teach you the ropes of show business, if you want of course.”
Why would Shawn want to take me under his wing? Olivia thought to herself. Compared to him she was a speck, an incredibly small fish in a huge pond. Olivia mulled the idea over in her mind, what would this entail? She hoped that she would be able to make more friends out of it, get more of an inside look at show business. It would give her more time to get to know Shawn better, he had always intrigued her and what an opportunity to be able to pick his mind. Olivia watched as a crease formed in between Shawn’s eyebrows as he watched her consider his offer.
Olivia looked down at her white Doc Martens and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth again, a nervous habit. “You have a deal,” she said. Olivia looked up to meet Shawn’s eyes as a smile slowly creeped on to his face.
“Good,” Shawn grabbed a napkin and pulled a sharpie out of his jeans.
“Really? A sharpie?” Olivia giggled seeing Shawn scribble something on to the napkin.
“I love my fans,” Shawn shrugged. He handed Olivia the napkin and she saw a phone number on it. “We should grab dinner tonight, we have a lot to talk about.”
“Take out at my apartment?” Olivia asked quietly as the barista pushed a tray of drinks towards the two.
“I said I was getting you used to show business, I’ll have reservations for us somewhere don’t worry.” Shawn spoke before he picked up the tray of drinks and walked back into the meeting room. Olivia stood stunned in the middle of the cafe wondering just what she got into when Shawn said he would he teaching her the ropes.
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Quick Thoughts on TRR Book 3 Chapter 19
• It's our WEDDING DAY. But it looks like Anton wants to make it our Deathday first.
• For the kind of wait most of the stans have been keeping since this book has begun, seeing our MCs finally married to our favourite LIs is quite...satisfying. Well. For most of us at least.
• Title: You Are Cordially Invited. To see me get married or to see me die?
• Mara goes outside, vowing that to get through to us they'd have to get through to her first.
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• Madeleine and Bertrand barricade the door with a couch and Bertrand warns everyone to have something in hand (Olivia is one step ahead, obviously, with her sharp-as-fuck stilettos).
• That girl is ready and prepared to commit maritricide, y'all! XD
• Hana picks a vase, Madeleine keeps her clipboard, Penelope is panicking at the back with Merlin and Morgana (this was the shit I was trying to avoid with court, Mom! I can almost hear her thinking), but if you really want to see a legend minus the legend points...I should point you all to Kiara:
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I repeat. A legend I stan.
This is someone having a trigger attack, and steeling herself despite the trauma of two previous experiences before plunging herself into a possible third one. That takes serious guts.
• Madeleine isn't exactly prepared to fight (clearly being Queen never seemed to involve fighting assassins before for her, strangely enough), but Olivia sure is. She says "do you want to keep bleating like a defenseless lamb or do you want to get ready to fight?"
• Honestly though Olivia delivers some of my favourite lines this chapter.
• Ana is staying out if this - (in public) because she "does not have the equipment for this" and (in private) because she wants to capture the scoop of the century!
• THANK YOU MAXWELL for gifting me that sword!
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(All the screenshots, except for the Maxwell one from the HIMEME channel, are mine)
I have better bodyguards inside this boutique than I do outside. Look at all of these people. Picking up clipboards, stilletoes, vases, mannequins, scissors, THEIR OWN BARE HANDS, and defeating these dudes. Like...like...they may have been incredibly sheltered and protected by their families but all of them know how to make the best of a situation where their lives are under threat. And mind you, at least two of those women openly struggle with issues related to their mental health and still manage to emerge from this doing what they can.
• I loved the sword scene! It was a nice look back at TCaTF (esp Book 3) and a nice way to celebrate the Choices anniversary. In TCaTF books 1 and 2, you had different point systems for Kenna and Dom: prestige for her and power for him, to show the rise of Kenna as a formidable leader and the gaining of Dom's fire powers. Because he possesses enough power to transform into a dragon by the end of Book 2, the focus then shifts to them gearing up for their biggest battle yet - the one with Empress Azura of Ducitora (though part of this book is spent with Dom trapped inside an airship fighting a particularly frightening form of mind control from Hex). The implication is that Kenna becoming a legend consolidates her position as the uniter of the Five Kingdoms, which is what she becomes by the end of the story. It's therefore fitting that the legend points feature here, just before the MC's wedding - for like Kenna, she has just returned from reuniting the nobility (or not) into supporting Liam's right to the throne through her wedding, and like Kenna she needs to fight a Nevrakis, while possibly having the support of other Nevrakises...well, just one in the case of TRR.
• If you're marrying Hana, she features nowhere in this scene, and Olivia stabs the assassin who attacks Madeleine with knives. If you're not, she is part of your entourage, and particularly is shown taking action when Madeleine's life is under threat. If they hadn't already been hinting at Madeleine's "feelings" for Hana, and the latter's convenient amnesia regarding the events of the engagement tour...I wouldn't have minded. But I do. Very much.
• Maxwell only features in this scene if you choose him as a bridesmaid, but I would highly recommend choosing him as one at least once (if he's not your LI that is) because he and Bertrand do so amazing fighting together here.
• Ana's motto will be "my life may leave me but never my desire to catch proof of a burning-hot scoop".
• Gee, Bastien, you took a while to get here. Like...8 chapters or something.
• Mara comes back with an injury and an attempt to say our code name, which...sure thanks Mara but you still suck at your job. If guarding us is really your job at all.
• Bastien and whoever is with him have managed to capture the remaining assassins but Anton managed to escape. If that doesn't come back to bite us in the ass later...
• Why is Madeleine so involved when it comes to MY dress? Her hand is literally trembling. Please don't tell me this design was intended for her wedding. That'll be a waste of 25 whole diamonds.
• Or perhaps she's just shook coz THERE IS FYDELIA LACE INVOLVED YOU PEASANTS.
• "I need to have security remove any guests wearing white," says the press sec who tried to sneak in a white dress to wear for my wedding.
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(Yes. I plead guilty. I just needed an excuse to cram in a Brian May gif there. I can't help that this man is the Meme King of Queen).
• OF COURSE I'M WEARING DRAKE'S POCKET WATCH AND HANA'S SHOES.
• We've finally reached the cathedral! After threatening to either drive the carriage through the premises, cry or sue Cordonia if we don't get there soon enough.
• I see the Applewood people! You get loads of options to greet the crowd. And of course I was going to try getting Esther to say " 'sup" once lol. I think depending on how you wave to them, the press will either see you as graceful or playful.
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(Screenshots: Hana's is mine, Maxwell's from the HIMEME YouTube channel, Penelope's from @sgt-peppers-coffee-club , Olivia's from @i-dream-so-i-write , and Kiara's from @callmetippytumbles )
Here's all our Maids (plus one Man) of Honour! All of them speak about this day being a long time coming, but also reflect with the MC on what it took for them all to get to this point. I think Olivia (by virtue of being the Fighter of the lot) and Kiara (because of what she's faced at least thrice now) get some particularly meaty lines for their MOH scene.
• You get to choose whether Bertrand should accompany you down the aisle, since it's tradition to be done so by a member of your House, and the Beaumonts have been her sponsor from the beginning. Cue an emotional moment with Bertrand, who regards you as family now and is immensely proud of you. The Maxwell stans got a similar conversation in the vows diamond scene, but in more detail because it's his kid brother you're marrying, but now we get it as an honorary Beaumont as well. He gets super super emotional if you ask him to walk you down the aisle.
• Oooh pretty! And so many stained glass windows! Why was Leo complaining so much about this cathedral in RoE Book 3? I would have given an arm and a leg to get married there.
• NEW MUSIC!!! Lots of lovely flowery piano notes and trumpets. Very regal and very much a wedding march tune.
• So technically I'm guessing this is where we get to see the results of our tour, because in my playthrough everyone is here.
• If you're marrying Drake, you get to see his mother Bianca, and she speaks to you after the ceremony. I can kiiinda see where Savannah gets her "I only met you ten seconds ago but OMG WE'RE GOING TO BE BFFS" vibe comes from.
• WTF none of these people changed clothes it seems 😂 Everyone's else is wearing what they usually wear. Guys, this wedding is going to be freaking TELEVISED and these nobles are wearing their usual dusty outfits 😂😂
• The Best Men/Women, are depicted positively - whether they have feelings for the MC or not. Drake is said to be showing a "rare, unabashed grin", and Liam is "smiling proudly". Kiara is "smiling excitedly".
• So as you all know, you can choose between Liam (if you're marrying Hana or Maxwell), Leo or Regina for officiating your wedding. The speech is largely the same - they all mention the seed and apple tree analogy, the traditions of Cordonia and how important love is - but the opening lines vary.
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(Regina's is from mine, Leo's is from the Bizzy's Choices channel, and Liam's is from @kennaxval )
Regina's is distant and formal, which suits her and suits the scale of the occasion. Leo's is humorous, and Liam's is flowery and poetic. This suits both of the men as we know them. Leo is known to not take himself very seriously, and Liam's language is very ornate by default.
• The vows (I'm talking about the LIs' ones here, since the MC's is customizable) are all beautiful. Every single one delves into their history with her and how their relationship with her grew from strength to strength. You can see why they decided to go off-script for their vows. Their story with her has always been personal and these vows are about acknowledging the long, hard journey that got them to this altar.
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Liam's is about how the MC taught him to believe in possibility, to believe that he needn't be stuck in the rut of royal stoicism to be the king his people need. Hana's is about the freedom the MC gave her from a future carefully charted out for her, into a better, brighter one. Maxwell's is about how he has found a woman whose very presence represents adventure for him, someone who will raise him up rather than tie him down. Drake's is about embracing change, accepting the love the MC has for him and the love he tried to deny having for the MC. I love them all.
• In my mind this is the improved version of the wedding scene in TCaTF, as is the RoE wedding. I recall, way back when Kenna got married, fans (rightly) pointed out that while her LIs' vows sounded heartfelt and acknowledged their relationship with her, the few options given for Kenna's vows made her sound impersonal and not very involved in comparison (for instance, even though Diavolos appeared only by Book 3, Kenna still was made to sound like the relationship had been there for longer). In RoE, they attempted to correct that, by giving us the diamond option to personalize our vows (still using their choices, but we got more options here and went into more detail). In TRR they've gone a step further and have US type what we want with our wishes, because even when you have the same LI - no two people can view one character the same. There's space for shitposting haha, but it's also to ensure that we have enough say in the vows we want our MCs to repeat.
• If you don't choose either your corgi or Bartie, the Cordonian children become your ringbearers. In this case, they are Valerie and Marco, the little ones from Lythikos, which I think is a very interesting choice. Because it does show us that though the Nevrakis clan seem to want to destroy Liam and his line, Lythikos itself - represented by Olivia - is in support of him. If Liam doesn't marry you, it makes even more sense that the children meant to represent Cordonia come from Olivia's estate.
• Lol everyone got the same ring. At least it isn't the cheapass one Madeleine had us pick up for her in Book 2.
• Vows exchanged, tears shed, and we can be as thirsty as we want in public without anyone saying a thing (wink at the LI, tell them you wish you both were alone instead of at a cathedral, give them a steamy kiss after your vows are exchanged).
AAAAAAAND WE'RE MARRIED!!!!
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(Screenshots: for Drake and Maxwell it's was @sgt-peppers-coffee-club and for Hana it was @kennaxval 😄)
Ngl I was super super emotional when I saw the wedding portrait it took us so LONG and it was so BEAUTIFUL 😭
• Esther wants to call the monarchy the "DuPont dynasty" right now haha. I think there are some playthroughs (for instance Maxwell's I think) where Hana speaks of creating the Lee dynasty which...well...is odd if you're not marrying her, yes. This chapter had a whole bunch of goof ups going on.
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YES DONNIE KEEP SAYING IT. I'M QUEEN NOW. FINALLY.
• From rats in a dumpster to this...what a journey.
• We now have a reception to go to! There is a teaser about whether this reception will be the one we hoped for (which is shorthand either for "gear up for drama folks" or for "you didn't spend enough diamonds for this, sucks to be you" 😒).
General Thoughts:
• How many of you folks have seen Cold November Rain? That music video from Guns n Roses? In that one, there's a wedding and Slash, the band guitarist (cum best man who seems to be in love with the bride) drops the ring in the bridegroom's hands and then steps out into a...desert for this:
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Would have been epic if either Drake or Liam left the ceremony midway to perform an epic guitar solo to the bustling crowd in Cordonia 😂 (you know the writers have friendzoned Hana and Maxwell hard enough that that will never happen for them).
• For the most part this chapter definitely did live up to the hype. This wedding was the culmination of everything we've been through since the book began so of course it was going to be big - and it was. I may have lost a lot of love I used to have for this book, but damn did I feel emotional when I read those vows, saw that wedding screenshot, heard the wedding music, fought alongside my girls.
• I think there may be two chapters left. Next chapter will be dedicated to the reception, and we'll see the following choices we made play out, most of which are certainly diamond-options:
1. The nobles (free, but it largely depends on whether you won them over or not)
2. The main course (from the food festival in Castelserraillian). Liam also showed us a chocolate souffle from there which he was suggesting for the wedding but IDK if that one will feature.
3. The wedding cake (Capitol cake scene) and the surprise dessert for the LI (baklava, cheetah cake, s'mores, hot chocolate).
4. The chocolates/macarons for guests
5. The gifts for the LIs (all of which open up a special scene).
6. The presence of Drake's mother (if you are marrying Drake).
That's a whole lot of stuff to code so get ready for a few goof-ups here and there, fam. As long as it's not as bad as the one they did at Hana's wedding that would be fairly okay.
• Now I know the "husband and wife" thing was a goof-up with the code, as is Liam not wearing the white uniform if you chose it for him and Hana's comment on the Lee dynasty with the MC (which somehow never showed up on my Liam playthrough). And technically, not many would actually be this angry about it if it weren't for the fact that Hana has been treated like crap by her writers before this, and on a smaller scale so has Maxwell. It's bad enough that she is the only option out there. It's even worse that while Drake gets extra development and extra scenes and extra characters (they worked hard enough to do the artwork for his mother for just that one playthrough), Hana is stuck with lazy writing and the person shown having a crush on her was her bully in the previous book. Having Liam announce that Hana and the MC are "husband and wife" even after different options had been given or chosen, would feel like a slap in the face.
Thankfully, PB has recognized how badly this could alienate fans, especially fans of characters like Hana and Maxwell who don't get the attention they deserve, and not only apologized but recognized how hurtful it was and tried to compensate.
I mean, how would you feel if the LI you liked was constantly being treated like they didn't matter? Wouldn't it frustrate you? Wouldn't a "glitch" like this one be the rotten cherry on a huge crapcake?
I'm saying this because I have seen at least a few say "this is a glitch lmao why are you guys complaining so much". This is why. It goes beyond just the glitch. It goes into why "husband" has to be the default here. It goes into chapters and chapters of shitty writing given only for certain LIs. That frustration is bound to boil over at some point.
• We'll also definitely be sneaking out and doing some post-matrimonial banging at some point. And if I don't get lingerie before that happens Ima be very very angry 😡
• I think it would be better to spread this out into two chapters.
• Is there a chance Anton might actually try something at the reception? Possibly.
• Will it be enough to warrant another full-length book? I don't know. I hope not.
• Alright, it's time for Chapter 20 now!
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Meet Rohan and Valkyrie (aka my take a stand au)
So, everyone in the zootopia fandom has seen all sorts of OC’s, fanships, stories, fanarts and other stuff that would be too much to remember. But, i’ve never seen someone create a fusion OC (even though they exist in other fandoms). So, without further addo, may I present you zootopia’s FIRST fusion character…
ROHAN WILDESAVAGE!!!
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This beauty is the merged character of Robyn and Hannah by @crewefox . After eight months of wait i’m finally glad and proud to introduce you all to my OC. what follows will be a bio of her charachter. Then I’ll put a link to her backstory and the whole series of events that led to her birth. Beware that the read more option may not work, both in the app and in the computer
BIO:
Full name: Rohan Marheather Wildesavage
Species: fusion, fox/rabbit hybrid
Fusion components: Robyn Heather Wilde and Hannah Marian Savage
Date of first fusion: 28th of june 20344, Canary Islands
Jobs:
-Robyn: mechanic
-Hannah: radio host and ballet dancer
-Rohan: fitness and MMA trainer
-common jobs: superhero leader, dimensional traveller and peacekeeper
Physical description
-Age: same as Robyn and Hannah
-sex: female
-gender: bisexual with more intrest in females due to Hannah being lesbian
-height: 8.2 feet (around 2.5 meters)
-fur density: soft and smoother than silk, can get winter coats
-fur color: overall ginger with darker spots on the fingertips and the eartips, black eyebrows and tail tip and black and white stripes following hannah’s pattern. Rohan can change her fur color in any possible color scheme: from plain tan, to cream with red spots or patches, to black with yellow stripes (as a chevron) to even purple or shining blue silver
-paws: all have paw pads like a fox, the feet are as long as a rabbit and can stand up digitigrade and both hands and feet posses retractable, sharp claws
-tail: long, wavy, poofy, soft and capable of moving as a third arm thanks to more muscles in it. Rohan usually likes to smack unsuspecting targets to prank them
-Body shape: slender like Hannah with wider hips and strong muscles taken from Robyn
-eyes: right one teal and left one turquoise normally, can be changed in any color like the fur in any combination possible: red, green, pitch black, blue with orange shard… the eyes can also assume a plain colorization
-ears: longer than Robyn’s, slighty wider and capable of hearing further than any other mammal.
-muzzle and mouth: the muzzle lenght is between Robyn and Hannah’s and the nose has a very sharp smell range. The mouth is composed by sharp teeth and a razor buck tooth
-other peculiarities: Rohan can assume a feral form, standing on four legs, or just with her hind paws digitigrade; unlike most hybrids she’s fertile and this fertility has been transmitted to the components; her body is very flexible, but it can’t stretch like plastic
Character
-personality:
Robyn’s side:
-rash: Rohan can trip into dangerous situations without thinking twice, but always manages to get out alright, mostly
-crass: when Rohan is angry or really pissed, she can swear as instant reaction to an insult or a bad comment
-loyal and trustworthy: like Robyn, Rohan is loyal to her friends and, in no case, she can be corrupted or turn with the bad guys. She’s also extremely careful in respecting a promise or keeping a secret
-respectful: despite having the habit to center herself in rare situations, Rohan knows who’s in charge or is the most experienced on something. Many times, she asks for constructive criticism or honest thoughts about a certain subject and acknoweldges when she’s wrong
-hot tempered: strictly related to having a coarse tongue, Rohan has robyn’s short fuse when being pestered, mocked or scolded. This can occasionally lead to a fight when it happens and the one who insulted her heavily won’t go back home without a bruise… or a broken bone
-gold heart: deep inside, she cares about who she loves and is always willing to help for any problem
-energetic: Rohan as a carefree and upbeat personality just like robyn
Hannah’s side:
-empathetic: Rohan, like Hannah, instantly recognizes what somebody else feels and either joins someone in their happy moments or comfort sad mammals
-polite: from Hannah, Rohan has inherited her calm and collected demeanor, which strangely enough, doesn’t clash with Robyn’s short fuse
-focused: Hannah’s focused mind is another trait that distinguishes rohan: she can elaborate a good startegy, study someone from the outside and guessing the inside and never lose track of an individual or lose control of the situation
-clingy: when Rohan gets attached to someone, it’s hard to take said attachment away, and this can lead to rohan putting first him/her than her team if he/she’s in danger, just like Hannah with Robyn
-emotional: while this is mostly a trait taken from Hannah, Robyn has also a tender side: when sad, Rohan can easily burst into tears while trying to keep herself collected and this leads many people to believe she’s a crybaby
-romantic: Hannah’s romantic side shows up in Rohan when being courted by someone; this unfortunately has led to episodes of boys and girls chasing her for a date because they found Rohan “lovable as hell”
Common traits:
-dorky: both Robyn and Hannah are dorky af, so it’s normal to see Rohan being silly in a playful way
-adaptive: wheter the situation is a long wedding or a hard strike againts a crime lord gone wrong, Rohan quickly adapts to the situation and keeps up, just like Robyn and Hannah
-smart: although many see Robyn as a normal C student and Hannah as a top A mammal, both girls are extremely intelligent. Just don’t overestimate her
-loving: is there much to say about this? Rohan deeply cares about anyone and is always available for comforting or cuddling someone
Unique traits:
-tricking: Rohan seems dumb from shallow and small-minded individuals, but 75% of the time she’s just faking; she’s a cunning mammal and this shows in her ability to pull of tricks or turn the tide of a situation in a way neither robyn or hannah are capable of. This seems to be a recessive trait taken from Robyn’s father Nick.
-charismatic: this charismatic side the wildesavage couple has doesn’t show up very often; things change when rohan is in the game: thanks to her charisma, Rohan is a natural born leader, and everybody follows her or ask for her advice; this trait seems taken by both Nick and hannah’s father Jack
Favorite things in groups
-Favorite foods and drinks: everything KFC cooks, turkey meatballs, spaghetti with tomato sauce, masala cod, fried ginger crickets, pepperoni pizza, crispy mcbacon, oven pasta
-favorite movies and TV shows: Enter the dragon, the princess bride, Star Wars: the last jedi, black panther, karate kid, the big bang theory, steven universe, every disney princess movie, fantasia, the incredibles
-favorite games: the uncharted series, the last of us, overwatch, call of duty black ops 3, rise of the tomb raider, destiny 1, Star Wars battlefront 2 (the old and the new one), titanfall 2, horizon zero dawn, GTA 5, team fortress 2, god of war (the 2018 version)
-fandoms: disney princesses, Star Wars (the sequels side mostly), MCU, love stories, Overwatch (not the porn, nor the toxic side)
-favorite music: punk rock music, dancable music, Green Day, Ed Sheeran, Queen, the Pirates of The Caribbean, Star Wars, star trek, back to the future and the incredibles themes, Cole Rolland, Imagine Dragons
General Likes and dislikes:
likes:
-being petted, cuddled or having her fur stroked
-crude humor
-dancing
-being a dork
-topping herself
-being nurturing and kind to everyone
-friends and family
-protecting zootopia for good
-dancing
-comfortable clothes
-travelling
Dislikes:
-bullies
-being pressured
-having a fight with a loved one
-hypocrites
-being harassed just because of who she is
-small minded mammals
-corrupt people
-whoever threatens her city
-heavy junk food
-strobo lights
-nudity in public
-toxic mammals and fans
Family:
Robyn’s side:
-father: Nick Wilde
Occupation: mayor of zootopia
Status: alive
-mother: Judy Hopps
Occupation: police chief of the first precinct
Status: alive
-grandmother: Marian Wilde;
Occupation: former vigilante known as “the maid”, now hero trainer and supporter, mostly for hacking and I.T. professor at the zootopia university
Status: formerly dead, currently reanimated and alive
-grandfather: Robin Loxley Wilde
Occupation: former vigilante known as “hood”, now hero trainer and couple advisor
Status: formerly dead, currently reanimated and alive too
-Grandparents (Judy’s side): Bonnie and Stu Hopps
Occupation: carrot farmers
Status: alive
siblings:
-Ryan, Ronan and Reginald (reggie) Wilde: Robyn’s triplet brothers; Ryan is a laid-back lover of yoga, Ronan is a pro gamer and Reggie is a panmusical mammal
Status: stillborn at the beginning, now brought back to life
-Luna Wilde (Robyn’s half sister)
Occupation: surgeon at the zootopia hospital by day and patroling zootopia by night as the vigilante Andraste
Status: alive
Hannah’s side:
-father: Jack Savage
Occupation: MCB agent (major crimes bureau)
Status: alive
-mother: Skye Winter
Occupation: MCB agent, works with Jack
Status: alive
-known grandparents:
Hannah Savage
occupation: pensionate
Status: deceased then brought back to life
-siblings: none
Others:
-Victoria Todd (luna’s mother)
status: dead, then reanimated
-Alice Kirabito-Wilde (Robyn’s sister in law)
Occupation: videogame and anime reactions youtuber, superhero, quartermaster and weapons assistant
Status: alive
CHILDREN:
After a year Robyn and Hannah adopted their first son Aaron, he wished to have siblings like her moms (who also wanted biological kids on thier own); this was possible through a pregnancy pen: a device invented by olivia dawson and crafted by her and luna which allows two blood drops and a drop of seed of each couple member (gay or hetero) to mix and create full embryoes and literaly plant them into the one who wants to be pregnant, but the “carrier” has to be female; from this union, five kits were concieved and born from robyn as aaron’s birthday gift, who decided to carry on the pregnancy and aaron welcomed to the family his new siblings. Also, after a foster home was shut down due to cruel personnel and heavy mistreating of the orphans, robyn and hannah decided also to adopt two mammals who were unwanted and left without a family. Needless to say: all those children made judy go on cloud nine… and it gave nick a heart attack.
Biological:
-Ash, Sarah, Iris, Dylan and Mitchel Wildesavage (respectively M,F,F,M,M)
Species: fox/ rabbit hybrids
Date of birth: 8th of december 2039
Adopted:
-Aaron Wildesavage (this character is also by crewefox, he was so adorable i decided to keep him in my AU too)
Species: male koala
Date of birth: 31st of december 2033
Adoption date: 21st of december 2038
-Skylar Wildesavage
Species: non-binary otter
Date of birth: 24th of august 2033
-Penny Wildesavage
Species: female black labrador
Date of birth: 15th of february 2032
Both skylar and penny were adopted the 27th of october 2040
Side notes:
-i know dogs shouldn’t exist in the zootopia universe, but in mine they do
-Robyn and Hannah originally wanted one or two kits, but Robyn’s bunny genes let her have five kits in the end 
Since Robyn and Hannah are both superheroes, there had to be Rohan’s superheroine alter ego so, i present you VALKYRIE 
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 Now it’s time for the superhero part
SUPERHERO SHEET
Alias name: Valkyrie
Alligned to: team Ceartais, ZPD, MCB, Camelot
Role: leader
Hero suit: red carbon fiber jumpsuit with white parts, a dark red hood and cape made for gliding and flying when necessary, a dark turquoise chestplate, blue and white shin and forearm guards, a blue and white checked mask and a gem storage in the middle of the chest for the infinity fragments protected by a small sheild. The suit itself has tron-like lines as an attire choice. The suit, the cape, the armor plates, tthe mask, the lines and the weapons can change colors into everything and every pattern. The suit itself is resistant to fire, shocks, electricity, cuts and explosives; the problem is that some parts are left exposed and rohan has to be careful to those weak spots
Power level: supermammalian to god-like
Steel blood powers: Robyn and Hannah’s originary power both originate from some nanomachines called “steel blood” which helped them survive a severe case of sepsis and other damages occured during a tsunami that nearly killed them
Robyn:
-healing factor: Robyn’s primary power consists in a powerful healing factor which repairs and wound or damage instantly. This also renders her, and by proxy Rohan, immune to poisoning of any kind, by simple alchol and cigarettes to vast amounts of cyanide in her body. Unfortunately, the more poison enters her body, the more it takes to rohan to process it. Also, the healing process takes more time if Robyn or Rohan are shot to the head. Another good side though is that Robyn and Rohan can survive being grinded, having their head chopped off, being squashed by two walls and being liquefied
-super strength: the steel blood also strengthened Robyn’s muscles, giving rohan an immense physical force, at the point of being five times stronger than robyn normally is
-high jumping: strong muscles and an energic, athletic attitude is the perfect match to jump high. Rohan can jump about
-high stamina: the nanites powered up her whole skeleton and inner system, which means that rohan, and robyn in the first place, can fight for a long time, running over 100 miles, training in a gym for 24 hours straight without getting tired if put under pressure. Eventually in the aftermath of one of those things, Robyn (or Rohan���s) body feel and become more tired than usual and require more amount of sleep to return in shape
hannah:
-faster reflexes and speed: since hannah was blind when she received the steel blood nanites, those should have supposedly healed her sight; instead they went on powering up her reflexes and speed. This makes rohan agile and fast on the battlefield
-ability to become blind and go back to full sight on command: this power was mastered during a time when Robyn and Hannah were left stranded. Hannah managed to get her sight back, but also practiced between shifting in full sight and blind. While seemingly useless, this power can come very handy if someone generates a strong light and rohan can still fight without necessarily closing her eyes, especially if she doesn’t have a protection
-super senses: when Hannah or Rohan go blind, all the other reflexes (hearing, taste, contact and smell) heighten up to compensate the lack of sight. Those senses can become handful depending on the situation
-pulse field generation: Hannah’s trademark power consists in “seeing” while blind. While tecnically what hannah sees is a blank world with no writings or images but just the primitive shapes of her surroundings, the nanomachines allow her heart to generate a pulse everytime it beats that detects all surfaces and objects in five miles. Rohan’s area is wider and can arrive up to 20 miles
-healing factor: Hannah also has a healing factor, but it works slower than Robyn’s. Rohan partially compensates this with a faster regeneration in case of sight or hearing loss
common:
-memory link: Rohan’s memory is made up of all memories from robyn and hannah and her own, which are all stored into a neural, indestructible cloud. If one member loses all memories, just one tap on the body or fusing can make the lost memories come back. By proxy, the wildesavages share rohan’s memories and their own, this means no secrets between the couple in normal life
-feral state: if robyn is shot to the head, all her strenght and speed multiply by nine, but, as the name suggests, the nanomachines while healing the damage awaken her feral instincts, making her a savage beast. If this should happen to rohan, she would turn savage for a shorter time than robyn. Only few mammals and beings know how to tame while savage
infinity gems powers (they’re much more than the listed ones and some must be discovered): after being found out by Robyn and Hannah, six fragments of the infinity gems linked with them and grant more powers. while these powers are mostly used by rohah, robyn and hannah also use them separatly, abeit with less efficiency than their fusion. The fragments after rohan unlocked the infinity state, transformed into full gems
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power (red):
-energy control and manipulation: the power gem allows rohan to manipulate all sorts of energy in any form, from kinetic to nuclear, and any way: force fields, power sharing, recharge, power overload…
-laser, maser wave or pulse energy blast: most importantly, rohan can use that enery to mimic and use a certain energy primarly for a laser blast; said power can manifest in a powerful shockwave or a presence that burns and slowls incapacitates everyone near her. Rohan could kill someone with her powers, but she chooses not to unless there’s no other choice, or her foe is unpowered and defenceless. In that case, she uses the power for knockback
-energy and power share: Rohan can gift some of her power to anybody else who needs it to strenghent him or her. This also applies to electronic devices
-maximum power state: when rohan unleashes the full power of the power fragment her body becomes glowing red in color and physically a pure manifestation of energy. In this form rohan is surrounded by energy vamps like a sun and is totally invincible. This form consumes a tremendous amout of energy, leaving her helpless when she stops, so rohan must use this as a last resort
Time (orange):
-time manipulation and travel: thanks to the time gem, Rohan can control time around her and with others. She can freeze a single moment, create a loop, rewind her own time or a recent situation and even age or de-age every living being. With the right amount of focus rohan can also travel through time
-time mastress state: at full strenght, the time fragment turns Rohan’s body orange and magical gears appear. In this form rohan’s time powers are amped up to ridiculous heights at the point rohan BECOMES time itself and is able of creating or erasing some events or a complete timeline. In the aftermath Rohan dissociates temporarly for three hours before her molecules line up
Reality (yellow):
-reality manipulation: the reality gem allows Rohan to bend the primary shape of everything around her at her will, always turning the situation to herself, like a wizard using magic. But if the power is used without limits, rohan could alter reality for a long time before fixing it, thus she has to be very careful when using the reality related powers
-creation of everything: this superpower allows Rohan to do everything she imagines: she can materialize a toy in front of her, turn water to fire of give herself new powers; the only things she can’t do are: copying powers related to the other gems (unless she temporarely gives new powers to other beings) and bring people back from the dead
-illusion and hologram control: rohan can create multiple copies of herself or turn temporarily a place in what she wants to with hard light
-reality bender state: this state renders rohan yellow and the surroundings in an area of 10 meters constantly shape. All the afromentioned powers are strengthened at the point rohan can create multiple universes at once. This state doesn’t consume much energy and it’s currnetly rohan’s most used super form
Soul (green):
-soul dislocation: with the power of the soul gem Rohan can either exit her body becoming a green ghost or force the enemy’s soul to exit the body, leaving both, rohan or the foe, numb and defenseless
-control and power over life: the soul power can also heal wounds, physical and broken morales, temporarely take back the dead as zombies or trap other souls into the fragment
-soul detector: Rohan can discover and make visible all ghosts (souls of dead beings), talk to the and even command them if necessary
-ability to travel to the soul realm: the soul gem hosts a pocket dimension called soul world; here all the souls of the dead live a neverending life of joy. Rohan can enter this world and take whoever she wants without turning them into ghosts and her soul powers within the world increase even more
-soul guardian state: in this state Rohan gets engulfed by green light and has total control over the spirits: she can evoke hordes of ghosts againts her foes, catch easily all souls within a certain range and gradually weaken everbody. The aftermath leaves Rohan internally weakened and unable to move, though she still can see everything happening around her with the same perception as someone in a dream
Mind (blue):
-mind control and other abilities: Rohan’s most basic abilities with the mind gem include: controlling the mind of the weak, shutting their mind down leaving them open for attacks, creating false memories, breaking brainwash and telepathic control on others and reading memories. Rohan is also immune to all mind-based powers; for example, she can’t be brainwashed
-mind link: Rohan can connect minds withan ally and see through its eyes. She can also talk to them in their mind by giving them advices and makes them immune to mind control. Usually though, Rohan uses this tecnique to calm down scared mammals since she can also alter emotions
-memory share: just by touching on the head somebody, Rohan can share her memories to other mammals
-brainstormer state: Rohan becomes all blue by entering this form and becomes able to access all the minds of a single planet she can go into. The aftermath isn’t as bad as the other, but it does leave her with a huge headache that lasts for five minutes after she exits this form
Space (purple):
-teleportation: Rohan can teleport herself in any place she wants. Where she goes depends on her memories of the place, or where she looks at. She can also teleport enemies or teammates away or where she wants too
-ability to control space and movements around: the space gem also allows Rohan to speed up, slow down or stop movements in a maximum area of three miles, usually by bloking foes in mid air or speeding her time up becoming faster from the eyes of the spectators. Rohan has also total control over gravity: she can increase it or decrease it to the point of nullification in a certain spot
-molecular dislocation: Rohan can phase out her molecules becoming intangible; while dislocated phisically, she can’t be hit or touched and can pass through any solid object. She can also phase out her opponents and stick them into solid objects, but she doesn’t use that power very often on normal, powerless criminals since she finds it brutal
-traveller state: Rohan’s last normal final state covers her body in purple light and nullifies gravity in an area of 50 miles. Rohan’s space powers heighten up exponetially at the point of teleporting an entire population on another planet or move planets herself. Rohan can also create gravity wells or black holes and dislocate entire armies. The aftermath leaves rohan intangible for one hour
common:
-immortality: since the infinity gems are part of the universe itself, Rohan and by proxy Robyn and Hannah can’t die in any way. If they should be disintegrated, their bodies would simply regenerate and their aging becomes stuck at the age of 25
-self awareness: this doesn’t mean rohan has total control over her senses, instead, rohan is fully aware she is an original invented fusion character by me, that their components were born from the mind of an irish, bisexual assistant surgeon and that their parents come from a very beloved disney classic movie. In few words, she can break the fourth wall
-SECR (acronysm for supreme energy coalescence ray): rohan can channel the power of the six fragments into a powerful, multi colored beam which can totally erase existance where it hits; she swore to use this power only if the enemy outranks her or in apocalyptic, near failure scenarios as her goal isn’t to cancel life. Rohan doesn’t need to enter the infinity state to use the SECR
-the snap: Rohan’s most powerful move definitively constist into the snap, where rohan uses all six gems and snaps her fingers to make every wish of hers come true. This time the aftermath is a mix of all the other aftermaths of the singular powered state of the fragments: namely, rohan becomes intangible, dislocated in time and soul, physicaly and mentally weakened for eight hours. The only way to carry her to safety is trapping her into an electrostatic box. When the “hangover” effects vanish, rohan wakes up with a giant headache. The snap has a cooldown of a year
-infinity state: even if the snap is indeed powerful, Rohan can enter the ultimate state by unlocking all the ultimate power states of the fragments and combing them. In this form, Rohan becomes totally white in color with gold shades. her powers heighten up to god-like levels and she’s able to use any power, steel blood or infinity based, heightened up, while accessing to every mind in the universe, bending all matter and reality at her own will, moving entire galaxies, controlling time while also having vision of future and past events and powering up every ally, no matter where they are or which species they are, temporarely gifting her powers to them. The aftermath effects are the same of the snap, but the time for the relocation lowers to two hours, and there’s no headache
weaponry, gadgets and arsenal:
-mega nightstick: Robyn uses a titanuim telescopic baton 1 meter long in combat, formed by two nightsticks and two handles which can simply split in two or also form two tonfas with the two handles. When Rohan plays the baton (which becomes 2 meters long with her) and it’s subweapons become harder than diamond. Each stick also has a hidden blade made out damascus steel with a diamond tip in case of tougher opponents
-constructo guns: Hannah’s primary weapons are two guns which can combine into other weapons after their upgrade: for example, a simple machine gun, a shotgun, a grenade launcher, a minigun and a small crossbow. They can also fire traquilizing pellets, laser shots or normal bullets
thanks to the realty fragment both weapons can combine into five other weapons, which also have powered up forms
- a baton with guns on each end; this doesn’t have a powered form, but it can still split and form two tonfa guns
- a javelin with a ninjato-like blade and a double barrel gun where the blade is placed. When powered, the guns spin in a circle and fire faster than a minigun while the blade knocks back enemies up to three miles
-a double sword with the central handle curved, a blade with an axe tip (like megatron’s sword on TF5) and a long barrel for sniping as long as the blade on each sword; normally it can also split up into two blades with curved handles, turn into a hi-tech bow or a giant boomerang. Powered up the guns shoot bullets and laser that pierce through everything, the blades cut even more (but not everything), the bow shoots further, its arrows strike harder and the boomerang locks onto the enemies until it gets them
-a halberd with a giant blade and a grenade barrel on top; this could be considered as a more brute version of the javelin since Rohan uses it for larger opponents. The powered form grants two additionals grenade launcher barrels and allows every strike to cut enemies or generate slices of pure red energy
-a baton that turns into a whip with a flick of the wrist and a double gun separated from the melee weapon unlike the previous four; the baton can let the tip and the rings of it’s whip form exit and let a yellow energy blade come out of the handle while the rings and the tip form a small shield. Powered up, the whip can generate small quakes where it lands, the shield assumes the aspect of a circual saw and the energy blade becomes able to slice through everything
(if you are confused and don’t know what the weapons look like, i can say that for some i got inspired from the weapons the praetorian guard from The Last Jedi wields)
volcano comet: while the nightstick, the guns and their combo forms are more than a match for any enemy, rohan wields a red, double bowed crossbow which can shoot tranq darts, arrows and laser beams at ligthspeed, for sniping attacks
concussion grenades: these grenades developed by Robyn and Hannah’s friend Olivia Dawson, create a shockwave that pushes everyone meters away from the explosion point
hacker spine: in honour of Marian Wilde “the Maid”, Robyn asked to graft into her suit a short-range hacking device which activates only whey she and hannah fuse and allows her to enter the enemies’ computers and devices, thus controlling them or shutting everything down
hyper goggles: Rohan’s domino mask contains many options into her lenses: x-rays, heat vision and ray beams
-fighting styles: boxing, MMA (mixed martial arts), blood ballet (a style invented by hannah which mixes dance styles and MMA), cloak and dagger strikes, teräs-kasi, shien, djem so and yuvo
small side notes:
-when dressed in civilian clothes, rohan sports her gems combined into a single rainbow gem embedded into a jade bracelet
 As for her backstory, the link is here
And there she is; after months of working on her bio i’m finally proud to welcome the first zootopian fusion to the fandom. I hope you like her and if you wish to use her for a story or a fanart, message me first. I may add extra info later.
And to finish, here are the credits:
thanks to @crewefox for allowing me to use robyn, hannah, scarlet, bullet, aaron and other characters (too many to name) and helping me with the correction of the post
thanks to @jafethortiz who made the arts and the coloring
special thanks to  @chickwithdreads and this post for giving me inspiration about the charater sheet
And last but not least, thanks to the whole zootopia fandom, who dedicate a bit of their time to admire the first zootopian fusion character
thank you and see you soon 
the infinity gems, iron man, namor, mister fantastic, black bolt, doctor strange, professor x, the skrulls, the super skrull, the kree and ronan belong to Marvel®
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Life #13 - Adventure Time
Character Sheet
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Basic
Name: Carmencita
Pronunciation: Car-Men-SEE-Tuh
Meaning: Little Song
Nicknames: Carmen, Angel
Name Origins:
Carmen: Shortened from Carmencita
Angel: A little nickname Finn gave me in reference to my position and the fact that I tend to wear mostly white
Aliases: Meadow Princess
Alias Origin: I wear a lot of flowers and at the time I didn't want anyone to know who I really was so…
Titles: Emissary of Life, Princess of Life
Orientation: Heterosexual
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Date of Birth: Pre-Mushroom War
Star Sign: ??? (What is a star sign? Is it something humans used to do? I didn’t pay much attention to them before the Mushroom War...)
Birth Flower: Lotus or Daffodil (I happen to think they relate to my life)
Meaning: They Both Mean Life and Rebirth
Birthstone: Aquamarine
Meaning: Good Health (Especial during long travels or on the sea)
Species: Our species doesn’t have a name as there are only three of us in existence (some would call us angels and others reapers)
Affiliation: The Kingdom of Samsara
Social Status: Crown Princess (I may be younger, technically speaking, but I suppose I’m more level headed)
Representation: Life, Birth, and Rebirth
Dead?: I suppose we all die someday...
How?: Hmm… I wouldn’t know our names aren’t in our books (though they might be in fathers)
Death Date: ???
Last Words: ”Dying is the one thing I’ve never done… How exciting!”
Appearance
How Old They Appear: 16 (though I could choose to appear any age)
Eye Color: Deep Blue
Glasses/Contacts: N/A
Skin Tone: Pale (which is odd as I’m in the sun quite a bit)
Hair Color: White
Hair Length: Hip Length
Hair Type: Straight
Hairstyle: Loose Messy Ponytail (Good for Adventuring) or Pinned to One Side and Curled
Height: 5’1 (As Marcy likes to point out I’m an ”itty bitty thing”)
Piercings: N/A (I’m a bit of klutz and I’m afraid they'd get caught)
Tattoos: N/A
Scars: N/A
Birthmarks: Lotus Symbol on Left Side of Ribs
Other: I tend to bruise pretty easy so there's probably a couple of those on my legs and arms
 Wardrobe
Style: Girly, Floral, Mostly White with Splashes of Color
Favorite Outfit: White Overall Dress, White Loose Long Sleeved Shirt, White Thigh High Stocking with White Bows on The Front, White High Top Sneakers with Pink Flowers on The Sides, White Flower Crown
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Casual Outfit: White Knit Sweater, Pink Lotus Print Skirt, Plain White Thigh High Stockings, White and Pale Pink Flower Crown
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Sleepwear: Short Sleeve Mid Thigh Length White Nightgown
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Winter Outfit: White Hooded Dress Coat with Light Brown Fur Trim and Bear Ears, Knit Thigh High Stockings, White Knee High Boots with White Fur Trim and White Pom Poms, White Knit Fingerless Gloves with Knitted Flower, White Flower Crown
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Formal Outfit: White Asymmetrical Long Spaghetti Strap Dress, White Rhinestone Floral Flats, White Elbow Length Floral Gloves, White and Light Pink Flower Crown, Silver and Diamond Floral Tiara
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Accessories: Flower Crowns
Scent: Sugar and Lotus Flowers
 Relationships
Mother/Mother Figure: N/A
Relationships: My sister and I were created purely by our father
Father/Father Figure: King Thanatos
Relationships:
My father is a very strict man and doesn't tend to show his affection often. It is for a very good reason as he is not only king but in charge of the entire cycle of life, death, and rebirth and must follow strict rules or very bad things could happen. One slight misstep could throw the whole world off balance. As such he is very strict with us to make us follow those rules. He does love us, he just shows it through much smaller actions then he does with larger affections or words. He will frequently leave us little gifts in our rooms when we’ve been away a particularly long time or give us breaks away from what we do if we experience a particularly “rough patch” (in my case either preventing ‘wrong’ births or a lack of births and in Olivia’s incredibly frequent deaths). Our father is not an emotional man but we’ve been with him so long we can tell how he feels through the slightest of changes. Most particularly when his frown is a little deeper and he looks a little older it means that he is sad or disappointed that he must punish us for breaking a rule whether it was knowingly or unknowingly. Usually, after this, we also get a small break to recuperate as punishments are quite severe fitting the severity of breaking the rules. I love my father more than anything despite his lack of affection because I don't need him to show how much he loves hs to know he does.
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Brothers/Brother Figures: Jake the Dog
Relationships:
Jake is quite the funny dog and very helpful too. I usually go to him for advice instead of Olivia because she is quite bleak about everything. He is much more balanced, not too pessimistic and not too optimistic and it helps me think things through more to hear it put in such a way (even if it doesn't always make sense). I particularly like to cook or garden with him as I always end up laughing too hard by the end of it. He gets really concerned whenever I tag along on adventures because I don’t tend to want to fight the creatures and can very easily get hurt because I won’t defend myself. He is frequently the one arguing against my going with him and Finn and is usually the one who ends up having to patch me up. I shouldn’t but I find it very funny when he freaks out the way he does as he usually over exaggerates and overreacts. He is also usually the first or second to freak when I get kidnapped by Ice King and won’t hesitate to rush to my rescue like the loyal friend he is. I do consider him one of the closest friends I’ve ever had. I suppose that's why I’ve befriended a few of his past lives as well.
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Sisters/Sister Figures: Princess Olivia, Marceline the Vampire Queen
Relationships:
Olivia tends to look down on my befriending of people through their lifetimes. She thinks it hurts me to have to start our relationships all over again even if insist otherwise. I know it’s just because she’s looking out for me and she wants me to be happy but she needs to start worrying about her own problems instead of pushing them away to deal with me. Outside of that the only other thing we fight about are near death experiences. She hates them because they’re a complete toss-up as to which one of us is needed but I think it’s exciting so I usually have to stop her from just ending it for them. She thinks its a waste of time waiting to find out if they’ll die and go to her or be reborn, in a sense, and go to me. Outside of these arguments, we get along quite well. It isn’t as if we talk to each other about everything or know everything about each other it’s more that we trust each other enough that we would feel comfortable telling each other anything even if we don’t. We know just what to say to each other and we can read each other with just a few looks. Olivia usually knows the difference between when I’m really happy or when I’m forcing myself to be but even she makes mistakes, after all, I’ve had centuries of practice. I know one thing that aggravates her about me (as it does everyone else) is my refusal to fight to the point of not fighting back when being attacked unless I deem it absolutely necessary. We are definitely more affectionate toward one another than our father is toward us and I am definitely the most affectionate out of the three of us by a long shot.
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Marcy is an odd case, to say the least. She is both alive and dead yet neither! It’s very confusing but also quite exciting! I suppose that’s why Liv is dating her. Though another reason might be that she is immortal and she won’t ever have to worry about losing her to old age. Marcy is really laid back and is very fun to hang out with. Her pranks are very amusing and her music very entertaining. She has been trying to teach me to play guitar and so far I’ve managed to learn a few chords but I have a wandering mind sometimes and it can be hard to teach. I like to join in on her pranks (especially those against Bubblegum) and, according to Marceline, I have a very creative mind to “put our pranks over the edge of hilarity”. I don’t spend as much time with her as Olivia (they are dating) but I would say we are pretty close.
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Current Guardian: King Thanatos
Relationship:
Father actually doesn’t watch over us much as we all have our own duties to attend to but I do love him very much.
Current Significant Other: Finn the Human
Relationship:
Finn is very awkward and very sweet. He gets very flustered around girls and just doesn’t understand how to talk to them. He doesn’t understand how his actions can affect others at first. He is very kind and very loyal to those he cares about and would do absolutely anything to put a smile on their face. Finn apparently (according to Jake) had a crush on me for a while before he plucked up the courage to confess his feelings to me and had planned out this whole adventure that went awry to do it. Even though the whole thing went topsy-turvy Finn still managed to confess, though it was completely out of frustration and by accident. Finn has always been quite protective of me and it increased quite a bit when we started dating. He always looks out for me and “scopes the area for bad guys” and he has a habit of trying to show off to impress me even though he already does that by just being him. Olivia claims that we are so cute it’s disgusting but I tend to ignore her as I’m very happy with our relationship. Finn, like Jake, tends to overreact and over exaggerate when I get hurt or kidnapped or something of that nature, which I find a bit odd considering he’s usually all for me joining in on adventures which directly cause those things to happen to me most of the time. Of course, as with Jake, I have met Finn’s past lives and have befriended them in the past and fallen for a few as well. He always seems to draw me no matter who he is. It’s sad to watch them die, as I know everyone is meant to someday, but I find solace when I get to meet them again in their next life even if they do not know me anymore. I have loved Finn for a very long time and I suppose I always will.
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 People
Mentors: King Thanatos, Marceline
Advisor: Jake the Dog
Confidant: Jake the Dog
Teammates: King Thanatos, Princess Olivia
Friends: Olivia, Marceline, Jake, Lady Rainicorn, Ice King
Best Friend: Olivia
Love Interest: Finn the Human
Rivals: Olivia
Enemies: The Lich, Princess Bubblegum
Person Hated Most: Princess Bubblegum
Most Important Person: Olivia
Awkward Around: Princess Bubblegum
Admires: King Thanatos
 Past
Hometown: The Land of OOO
Childhood: I didn’t really have one considering I was never really a child.
Childhood Hero: King Thanatos
Most Important Memory: Helping someone be born for the first time
Worst Memory: Stopping someone's birth for the first time
 Present
Current Location: The Land of OOO
Living With: King Thanatos and Princess Olivia
Occupation: Princess of Life
Pets: Elephant named Lotus
 Health
General Health: I don’t get sick unless someone curses me or if someone messes with the balance to stop births
Reason: Magic
Mental Health: Okay
Reason: My entire life
Sleep Habits: Very Light Sleeper
Diet: Vegetarian
Exercise: I run/walk around every day
Allergies: N/A
Injuries: N/A
Disorders: N/A
Deformity: N/A
Disabilities: N/A
Mutations: N/A
Handicaps: N/A
Medication: N/A
  Abilities
List of Powers/Abilities: Bring people into the world, Help people who are reborn adjust to life, Prevent Births, Invisibility, Teleportation, Flying
Origin: Creation
Elements: Life
Alternate Forms: N/A
Strengths: Invisibility, Evasion, Hiding, Teleportation, Manipulation
Weaknesses: Fighting, Stopping Births, Watching Deaths
Restrictions: Stamina
Immunities: N/A
 Personality
Good Traits: Sweet, Optimistic, Kind, Cheery, Generous, Observant, Very Good Memory, Smart, Clever, Pacifist, Loyal
Bad Traits: Stubborn, Childish, Hides Negative Emotions, Forces Self to be Happy to Optimistic Even When I’m Not, Holds Grudges, Can Be Manipulative (only if I have to be… I don’t like it), Won’t Defend Self
Neutral Traits: Soft Spoken, Curious, Dreamy
Likes: Dresses, Skirts, Flowers, Elephants, White, Friends, Pancakes, Cooking, Gardening, Sleeping, Crystals, Painting, Baking, Music, Ice Skating
Dislikes: Dark Colors, Bugs, Fire, Princess Bubblegum, Playing with The Balance, Waking Up
Pet Peeves: Leaving things in the sink when you can clean them, Stepping on flowers, Princess Bubblegum
Superstitions: Believes in the Properties of Plants and Crystals
Ambitions: To be a good leader when I take over for my father, To help people adjust to their new lives, To learn to play guitar
Talents: Cooking, Painting
Sense of Humor: Laughs at everything
Darkest Secret: I feel guilty for helping people come into this world who will end up hurting it
Does Anyone Know? Who?: No (everyone thinks I’m just happy to be bringing life into the world or helping them adjust to their new life)
Greatest Fear: Messing up and breaking one of the big rules
Why?: Well outside of punishment, one of my big rules involves not helping bring new life into the world (the same as letting them die before they were meant to) and it just makes me feel guilty especially if they were going to do something great.
Other Fears: The Balance being destroyed
Why?: The world would end...
Most at Ease When: Baking or Gardening
Most Uncomfortable When: Arguing/Fighting
Enraged When?: People I care about are attacked and hurt
Depressed When?: I have to stop the birth of a new life
Frightened When?: Being punished or attacked
If Granted One Wish What Would It Be?: To live a normal life and die old
 Habits
Bad Habits: Lip Chewing, Trying to Hide Face When Embarrassed, Daydreaming Often, Quiet When Upset
Good Habits: Gets Work Done as Quickly as Possible, Likes to help People
Hobbies: Gardening, Ice Skating, Baking, Cooking, Gardening
Instrument?: Hopefully, guitar
Sport?: N/A
Spending Habits: I Don’t Spend
Drinks?: Water
Smokes?: N/A
Drugs?: N/A
Nervous Tics: Biting Lip
 Favorites
Prized Possession: FLOWER CROWNS
Color: White
Quote: “I’m a simple person who hides a thousand feelings behind the happiest smile”
Genre: Fantasy
Season: Spring
Flower: Lotus
Flavor: Lemon
Food: Blueberry Lemon Tart
Dessert: Carrot Cake Parfait
 Soundtrack
Theme: Upside Down by Set It Off
Reason: I try to be very cheery and optimistic person in my life. I’ve always tried to be since I started my life. I know bad things happen and they suck but I try to look on the bright side even if it's really hard for me to do sometimes.
Past Theme: Circle of Life
Reason: My sister and I are the circle of life. We connect everything. We represent the one thing everything has in common life and death.
Couple Theme: A Thousand Years by Christina Perri
Reason: I feel like this is very accurate to my relationship with Finn. I have fallen for his past lives and his current life over my very long life and I have no doubt that I will fall for his future lives as well. It was a scary thought at first but now I embrace it and will happily stand by him in any life.
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It pained Savill to pass the servant's stairwell on his back back down to the main floor. It was his last change for privacy, for quiet, and well....if he was going to be honest, the drive to the house had been the real last chance for all that. If he didn't want the night to go any worse than it already was, it was best to keep playing his parents' game. And that meant not tiptoeing around the mansion to avoid them. Unfortunately. He sighed and brought Raya with him down to the grand staircase they'd seen when they first walked in. The large, front doors were a beautiful promise - just a few more hours and their hand-carved handles would be pushed open to reveal the stretched lawn and his car parked around the corner.
The thought was almost enough to make the smile he'd plastered on his face feel genuine, and it did, when Raya pressed close against his side. Almost, her look said, too, and he wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged her around the stairs.
He didn't head back down the hall Clarence guided them to previously. Instead, there was a small alcove behind the stairs that widened into a dining room. He spotted his sister moving about the table to arrange plates and glasses, and his mother already seated as wine and water was poured. Savill shivered. Almost, he reminded himself, but he wasn't able to chase away the cold against his back. He felt Raya tense and Savill's breath caught in his throat, hard.
"Your mother told me you were here." Savill's lips twitched and the smile slipped from his face. He felt himself pale as the blood left, too, and it made him dizzy, but his feet froze in place before he could lean against the wall. Raya caught his arm. "I heard you were very talkative with her, but it seems you didn't leave a single one for me."
His father, Sigmund, was short than him. Not by much, but it made no difference in the end. His posture, his holdings, made him tower over Savill. Where his mother was sharp in shape, in manner, in tone, his father was as flat and thick as a brick wall. His voice rumbled as one collapsing, and it made Savill tremble at just what a mess of him his father would leave behind this time. He clenched his hands and moved them behind his back, inhaling sharply when his father's eyes, a pale yellow like his own, caught the movement. It was a miracle Sigmund stayed silent. It was a horror that he made Savill speak first. He cleared his throat, but his voice still wavered.
"A...apologies. Slipped my mind. It was a long drive."
"I'm sure any excuse sounds good to you. But whatever the truth," he said, eyes steady on him, "you still failed to obey your mother and introduce me." Savill still couldn't feel his legs. He could watch, guilt filling his stomach until his mouth tasted like bile, as his father took Raya's hand, pulling her close - pulling her away from Savill - to bend down and kiss her knuckles. Raya's mouth twisted and Savill reached a shaky arm to take her back. Sigmund's face never changed. "I've heard congratulations are in order. It's a pleasure to meet the newest Trevelyan. I can only assume, with confidence of course, that Savill's told you nothing of the family."
Gods, Savill needed to sit down. Preferably in front of one of the fuller glasses of wine set at the table. Of course he hadn't told Raya about his family. He hadn't even spoken of his parents, let along the....business they did. He'd wanted nothing of the practice. But he couldn't do much to help Raya, to help himself, not with his father speaking directly to her.
"We've been aiding business since the invention of the automobile in whichever way they need to be. Most often its protecting their monetary assets. Your...husband was supposed to take over the name, but, ah....I suppose there's a job for everyone, isn't there? I hope you're not too disappointed with his choices?"
Savill ducked his head, face hot, and he looked away when he caught his father's look and the stupid grin on his face. Not a grin. A smirk. With as much confidence in the lines around his mouth as the words spoken from it. He didn't need to look at Raya, either, to guess what she looked like. His father always won - in everything. Raya, too, probably. She'd know he was a disappointment, a failure, a coward. She'd be ashamed. Maybe hold more pity than contempt. Savill swallowed the lump in his throat when Sigmund's smirk widened.
"But let me introduce you to the family," he continued with a wide, sweeping gesture of his arm towards the room before them, effectively cutting off the only path back to the rest of the house.
There was only the way forward, and Savill shuffled into the room, passive. He still wouldn't look at Raya, but his mother wasn't much better to see. She sat, perched delicately on the edge of her seat at the end of the hand-carved dining table, halfway through her glass of wine. A cloth richer than the color of blood laid flat across the table, and atop of that was plate upon plate of perfectly prepared foods. The staff had outdone themselves with simmered fruits to ease the dryness of the small, roasted hens with sauces and gravies overflowing from their bowls aside them, and breads browned to a golden color. His stomach knotted at it all.
Constance sat across from his mother, and he let his eyes land on her. Her dark eyes brightened and Savill's lips pulled slightly upwards when her cool face melted into something softer. She lifted her glass at him.
"Constance," Sigmund said, and the girl straightened in her seat, "is my daughter and heir. You've already met my wife, Olivia."
"You have a sister?"
Savill's mouth twisted at Raya's question. His sister, sure. Just like he had a mother and a father, and they had a son. He wanted to laugh. He hadn't been called their son in a long while. He ignored the empty feeling in his chest, and filled it instead with wine. A servant rounded the room, filling drinks again, and Savill lifted one of the glasses from the tray balanced on her shoulder and drained it. It burned, but no worse than anything else had that day.
"Half," he finally told her, if it wasn't obvious enough. Constance's hair was a shade of red as dark as the rest of the family's black, and she had the wider features of Sigmund. There was no sharp angles inherited from Olivia like Savill had. He wiped at the corner of his mouth with his thumb. "I've only met her last year. She was....also sent to boarding school."
"Did you want to say something?" his mother asked, and Savill pasted his uneasy smile back on his face.
"It looks lovely."
Olivia snorted. "It did." His smile tensed and he tapped Raya's back to lead her to the table. He pulled a chair out for her and ignored her uneasy look before pushing her back in and sitting himself. He traded his empty glass for the full one in front of him. "You've found your manners again, it seems. Perhaps your pet is good for you after all? Just how did you manage to do it?" Olivia's dark eyes slid from Savill to Raya, and Savill filled his mouth with wine to keep from answering himself. His knuckles when white around the glass the longer Raya's jaw worked, and his mouth tasted sour even after he swallowed.
Raya looked to him with a hopeless look and he pursed his lips. His parents' opinion of her was only as bad due to the relation of him...she could save herself if she answered correctly. Or make it worse by having him answer, instead.
"Mother, please," Constance sighed, and bless his sister she only tensed when Olivia glared at her.
"You're right. I only wish to know more about you, dear. If Savill ever comes back to his senses, we only want to best for you as well." Constance rolled her eyes.
"What is it that you do?" Sigmund asked, not even looking at them. Raya steeled herself.
"I...own a business." That made him look, an interested brow raised. "Food service?"
He waved the information off with a smooth roll of his wrist, and his mother agreed with a nod. "It's the easiest enterprise to get into. I hope you have future plans other than that."
Raya opened her mouth again and Savill nearly crushed her leg in his grip as he pointed squeezed her thigh. Vague. Stay vague. They hadn't said one awful word to her and if...if things went on like such Raya could possibly pull this off. The thought of it made him lightheaded and sweaty. Or maybe it was all the wine. There was only one way to find out and he motioned for the servant in the corner for another glass. Raya frowned, placing a hand over his, and he grinned, weakly, around another sip.
"It is awkward to have to ask you about yourself like this, isn't? It's a shame we couldn't make it to the wedding." Olivia sounded everything but ashamed. Bored. Grateful. Savill took another swallow. He knew what came next. "We could have swapped stories. Did you know Savill's first love was his professor?" His next was going to be the end of a long jump off a high cliff. "Three years ago he brought home a whore."
Wine sloshed over Savill's rim and onto his fingers as he slammed down his glass. His mother jumped and settled her own wineglass as it trembled before fixing her expression back into a tight frown. A tighter frown. Savill's frown wavered and he felt fear ease back in where anger had flashed bright enough to chase it away for a moment. He hunched his shoulders. "Don't call her that."
"That's what she is, though, correct? A whore?"
"That makes no matter! She's...she's...." Heat ran down his neck as he flushed. Sweets...what if she was a whore? What if he had paid the first time and the next? She didn't come because he'd called the forth time. Or the fifth. She was a friend, now. They drank together, went to the movies together, showed Raya how to bake more than just pastries. Calling him a whore was one thing. Calling his friends...his father's eyes were hard and glaring, and Savill's breath caught in his throat before he could say anything more.
"She's a friend," Raya said for him, and Savill wanted to crawl out of his skin. She was done for, for saying that, but she didn't look away when his father turned his icy look on her. He didn't deserve her. He shouldn't have brought her. If she'd stayed home he could have pretended like his family was any other. How would he look at her, ever again, knowing she could look them in the eyes when he couldn't? Like...he was now, he supposed. Awed. Afraid. "You didn't know that I knew about her? She comes by on the weekends to help with dinner sometimes. We play cards after."
Sigmund looked ready to send one of his lawyers after her. Olivia was tensed, fingernails digging into the tablecloth as if imagining it Raya's through. And Savill couldn't breath. He was going to die, right here, at the table, from suffocation. He always thought his parents would poison his food.
"We're only trying to look out for you," Olivia ground out between clenched teeth. She tabbed at her duck with enough force to make the fork screech across the plate. "It was a quick marriage, and with Savill's history...." Her eyes trailed down Raya's shape and stopped at her stomach.
Savill was going to start something all over again.
"That's unwarranted," Constance snapped. "What he does isn't up to you anymore."
"Is that what you want, as well?" his mother spat, and though it wasn't directed at him, he flinched. His fingers dug deeper into Raya's leg. "To be impregnated by a boy you've barely met? Do you know how that would make your father and I feel? What would happen to our names?"
He hoped he was hallucinating. Or having an alcohol fueled nightmare. But Raya's hand gently trying to pry his nails from her skin felt all too real and he let go with some difficulty. He'd have preferred waking up on the floor in the morning. Whatever fight he'd missed his parents would bring up at the next family dinner, he'd drink to forget that, and....repeat.
"There is no happiness, there's only success," he heard his father growl, and Savill finished a fifth glass. He dragged a hand down his face and sagged in his chair. At least their fighting no longer included him. It was about him, as always, but nothing he said would change anything. It was best to keep out of it until they wanted him to answer for it. Raya leaned against him and Savill eased out a tense breath.
"Did I make this worse?"
He shook his head. "They'd find a way to argue about anything. Last time it was about...gods...I think the car I drove?" He snorted, humorlessly. "But...perhaps next time it would be best to agree and say nothing, scilia."
Raya frowned. "They shouldn't say those things about you."
"Perhaps. But arguing will only make them say more things about me. There's nothing that can be said or done to make them think otherwise. Do you understand?"
Raya nodded. "I don't like it."
"I certainly didn't ask you to come just so you could make fun of me, too, you know." Raya cracked a small smile.
"Your suit is funny looking."
"That wounds me deeply, scilia."
Her smile widened, just a fraction, and he couldn't help a small smile of his own. The fighting around them burned hot and bright before sizzling out into ashes just waiting to be rekindled. Constance moved the conversation onto something else - Savill didn't bother to listen. He still flinched when his father replied, and his mother stayed silent, only casting an occassional glare his way. There'd be a follow up in the morning, Savill knew. He'd only have to wake up early enough to avoid it, if he could. He'd warn Raya, too. For once. And, bless her, Raya kept her mouth shut, brows furrowing as the dinner went on, and Savill thanked her with a more gentle touch on her knee.
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bxxpbxxprichie · 6 years
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Amorphous (Bichie) (1/?)
Summary : Modern AU. YouTuber!Richie. YouTuber!Bill. Richie Tozier fucked up big time. After a drunken night of having fun, his name is being slandered this way and that. However, and angel appears to sweep the Trashmouth off his feet. Bill Denbrough loves making speed arts of his favorite people on YouTube, and just so happens to be a huge fan of one Richie Tozier.
Pairings : Eventual Bichie
Warnings : NSFW themes, lots of cussing, Eddie freaking the fuck out, and a stutterless Bill
AN : This fic is meant for those over the age of 18. If you are under the age, please turn back now. I will not be keeping a tag list for this one, because I’m not going to tag anyone underaged. This will be full of smut, so be fair warned. Keep in mind that all of the characters are 21+ at this time. The characters in no way have any relation to the child actors that have portrayed them. IT does not belong to me, however if it had I would’ve changed a lot of things in the book.
Chapter 1 
Word Count : 1169
Richie grinned against the skin of his girlfriend's neck, hand trailing lower and lower down her clothed body. The air smelled heavily of booze, weed, and sweat. Loud bumps of vibrations shook the wall that Olivia was pressed against, and Richie wouldn't be able to hear her drunken moans if she wasn't doing it straight in his ear.
A part of his fuzzy mind told him that they shouldn't be doing this in the middle of a party, where everyone was walking around and could see them, but the other part told him to fuck all, and just do it.
His tongue pressed against a hot love bite on the girl's skin, hands trailing down to unbutton her shorts, before one slid down and between her legs. His lips met hers again, and he couldn't tell at this point if it was her hair tickling his face, or his own. The kiss was sloppy and tasted like vodka, tongues dancing together to a familiar song as his fingers sunk deep inside of her. Richie’s favorite part about sex was how noisy it was, and it was severely lacking with how loud everything else was.
But that didn’t stop him.
His thumb brushed over her clit with each thrust of his fingers, her moans being muffled heavily by his mouth. He pressed his body harder against her, and bent down to work at her neck again. She was fairly shorter than him, but he made it work always.
With his lips on her neck and his hand down her shorts, he hadn’t even noticed the flash of a camera.
Bill licked his lips as he set up his camera. It felt a little awkward, as he definitely wasn’t used to filming himself, but rather his hands. But he got it all setup and took a seat in a chair, the camera recording.
“He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts.” The first time through with no stuttering was awesome. For the most part, Bill did pretty good about not stuttering anymore. On occasion there were one or two words, but it was especially bad when he got angry.
“Hey, everyone. I know you weren’t expecting to see my face, but rather a speed art of Johnny Depp, but today I decided to do something a little different. The thing is, one of my fellow YouTubers, Richie Tozier, has been dubbed a sexual deviant. There’s...well, there’s a lot of things being said about him right now.” He paused for a moment, clearing his throat, “The point is, even though I’ve never met Richie myself, I know through his content that he’s a good guy. It’s very obvious the girl in the picture with him is his girlfriend, and it’s not like it’s illegal for him to be drinking at his age. If anything, I think the photographer should be punished for taking such a picture. They were both at a party, and at parties people get intoxicated, I’m not blaming him for it.”
Bill licked his lips, and leaned back in his chair, “T-the things that I know people are going to say in response to this is that he shouldn’t be doing things like this because it can influence the kids that are watching him. My answer will be that just because they see one person, of age, drunk doesn’t mean they’re going to start drinking underaged because it’s cool. If anything I think everyone can take this as a learning experience. Don’t get drunk around people you don’t explicitly trust.” Bill worried his lip for a moment, thinking.
“So, yeah, I think that’s what I wanted to say. And anyways, uh, today I’m going to do something special just for Richie. In this video there will be two speed arts of Richie, one for his music channel, and one for his vlog channel, and tomorrow you guys will get Johnny Depp. I’ll also be selling my two Tozier prints, and it’s first come first serve as always. So, see you all then.” Bill stood and turned off his camera. It was as good as it was going to get, really.
He sucked in a deep breath and moved to his computer to edit the videos together. He’d done his Richie drawings already, and at this point just needed the little intro. He wanted to show his support for the man. Richie Tozier was really fucking cute, regardless of his trashmouth and his girlfriend.
“Richie, are you fucking kidding me? Open the damn door!”
Richie rolled over in his bed with a loud groan, untangling himself from the white sheets of his bed. Bare feet padded through a kitchen and a living room before he turned the knob and opened the door.
“Do you know what people are saying about you?” His best friend, Eddie, asked.
“That I’m hot? Sexy? Too cute to handle?” He gave his boy a grin before turning away and heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth. His mouth tasted like shit.
“No, that you’re a fucking sex deviant!” Eddie followed after him, just as Richie knew he would.
“What the fuck are you talking about, Eds?” Richie rolled his eyes at the other’s dramaticism, and stepped over to the toilet to relieve himself.
Eddie turned to give Richie some privacy, “There’s a picture of you fingering Olivia all over the fucking internet, you fuck!” He hissed, his arms tight over his chest.
Those words had shocked him, and Richie was quick to look at Eddie, “What?” He asked.
“Yeah! Someone fucking saw you finger fucking her, which is gross might I add, and took a picture of it! Bev and I have been doing as much crowd control as we can, but it’s not fucking easy.” Eddie turned back to him, as Richie stepped over to the sink to brush his teeth and mull it all over.
“Buh Ih jus dohn gih ih.” Richie blubbered through the tooth brush.
“You know I can’t understand you when you put shit in your mouth.” Eddie huffed.
Richie spat in the sink, “I just don’t get it. Who would do that to me?” He turned back to continue brushing.
“I don’t know, dude. But it fucking sucks. I mean, a lot of your followers are backing you up, along with some other YouTuber’s, but it’s mostly parents that are pissed right now. Bev’s been getting calls from your sponsors too, some of them are pulling, and others are saying they’re right behind you with it all. Apparently some of them saw some video that changed their mind about the whole thing.”
Richie spit out his mouth wash, before turning to Eddie. “Well, let's see this video, then.”
Still only clad in boxers, Richie leaned away from the laptop on his coffee table, and looked at Eddie. “He’s hot, and nice.” Richie grinned, which only earned him a punch from Eddie.
“Keep that shit to yourself. We don’t want a second scandal to come from this. Just get ready so we can film an apology video, and maybe you can mention this Billiam character. The more people that see his video, the more people are going to be on your side.” Eddie scowled.
Richie stood, and nodded, “Have you heard from Olivia today?” He asked as he moved to his bedroom.
“Yeah, she’s pretty livid, but not at you. She’s working on her own apologies at the moment.” Eddie followed Richie once more.
“This pretty much sucks. I hope it doesn’t ruin everything.” Richie knew he should have listened to that small part of his mind that had told him that they shouldn’t be messing around like that.
“If it does, it’s your own damn fault. Now quit whining and put on your fucking pants.”
His video about Richie Tozier had been getting a ton of good feedback. Honestly, it was more feedback than Bill was used too, but he had gained a ton of subscribers over the past few hours and it was...strange. Not to say that Bill didn’t appreciate it, but he just hadn’t been expecting it.
He got a notification on his phone that Richie had just uploaded, and dropped his pencil. It was an apology video. Bill was glad the other was owning up.
“What’s up guys? It’s ya boy-...I can’t do my normal intro for this video, I’m sorry. So, anyways, I’m sure most of you know by now that I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. Sure, I’m twenty one, so it’s okay for me to drink, but I shouldn’t be messing around with my girlfriend in public like that, regardless of where I am or how intoxicated I am. I am absolutely so sorry for everyone who has seen the picture, or just witnessed it at the party. I mean, I literally can not apologize enough. I fucked up, I’m taking the blame for it, and I would like to move on from it if that’s okay with everyone. For now I’m going to take a little break from my video’s, just so my team can take a little bit of a break, but in about a week we’ll be back to our normal uploading schedule. Thanks so much to everyone who’s had my back during this whole thing. I also just wanted to give a huge shoutout to the YouTube account, BilliamDraws. He made some awesome speed arts of me, and has been making an impact on a lot of other people, so please go check him out. Take care everyone.”
Bill’s screen black, and the next video started loading, but he couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t fucking move a muscle because the man he’d been crushing on for years saw his video and fucking shouted him out. A new notification popped up on his phone, and none other than Richie Tozier followed him on Twitter.
Things were about to get interesting.
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hansketchbook · 3 years
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5 INSTAGRAM ARTISTS SHOWCASE (NOVEMBER 2020)
It’s time for another Instagram artist showcase! This time for the month of November! Like last time I’ll be picking 5 artists on Instagram - artists that I followed and love their work. Also like last time, this list won’t be in any particular order; artists on the top of the list doesn’t necessarily mean they are my most favorite. It’s not a ‘top 5’ artist list or anything like that. Each of these artists are great in their own way! And it’s also completely subjective so you may or may not like their work and it’ll still be completely fine :D So, here goes:
1.  Simone D'Armini (@buonaseraukulele)
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First up is Simone DÁrmini, an italian illustrator based in Edinburgh. His artstyle might not be everyone’s cup of tea - but it certainly is mine. I really like his artstyle and it really reminds me of Mike Mignola (of Hellboy comics fame)’s artstyle which I also LOVE!
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With that said, Mike Mignola focuses on simplicity while Simone’s work is a tad more detailed imo. But you can definitely tell he’s somewhat inspired by Mike Mignola (or maybe it’s a coincidence who knows). His linework is very loose and comic-ey (if that makes sense). It’s very cartoony and has a very dramatic lighting or contrast between black and white - completely black shadows with no gradients in between (though not all of his illustrations are like this). But seriously, his work is effing amazing! Love it lots. Check out his work!
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2. Øyvind Lauvdahl (@lauvdahl)
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Second on the list is Øyvind Lauvdahl. Not exactly sure how to describe this guy’s interesting work. If you look at his instagram feed, you can tell there’s a pattern there. Most of his illustrations depict this depressing looking character that does too much overthinking in life.
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Every post he makes has this character either standing, sitting, mangled to different shapes and sizes, sometimes it’s just some parts of his face, hands, legs. Sometimes there’s a foreign element to them, like a dog, a bird, an inanimate object and so on. And literally every illustration he posted has a particular set of phrases or idioms, or quotes alongside it. They could either be very relatable to life (one could comprehend its meaning) or seems like complete nonsense xD (but surely has its meanings behind them). It’s definitely UNIQUE in terms of execution, and I love that he’s really consistent with them. He never stops, he just keeps going. I love it. Check out his work!
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3. Olivia Kemp (@livvykemp)
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Next, Olivia Kemp! She’s an artist from Britain and mostly does black and white work with pen and ink. Her work is amazingly detailed and complex - depicting this surreal environment or space that almost seems dreamy! She also does realistic portraits of people.
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What I also really love is the fact that she sometimes makes them in this huge canvas which enables her to create very minute detail on each of them - you can admire them from afar to get the overall concept and then get a bit closer to look at all the tiny details and inks. I’m very fascinated with ink shadings since they are not really easy to pull off (or maybe I’m really bad at it xD). Check out more of her work!
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4. Ian McQue (@ianmcque)
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Next up is Ian McQue! He’s a concept artist / illustrator from Edinburgh, United Kingdom. He mostly does this incredible environment piece in the form of concept art. He does a mix of digital and traditional (pen and ink) illustrations.
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As a dude who mostly does character illustrations, I suck at drawing environments and whenever I come across artists who do AMAZING environment work, I’m immediately a fan. If you look at his Instagram feed, he does a lot of futuristic and surreal environments that might not seem plausible (technically) like floating mechanical sailboats and houses that stack on top of each other that seem to defy the laws of physics. But who cares about whether it makes sense or not, doesn’t make it look less cool!
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5. Will Murai (@willmurai)
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Finally, Will Murai, an illustrator based in California, United States. He’s also a senior illustrator at Blizzard Entertainment which says a lot! He does a lot of character illustrations but also amazing at drawing backgrounds with the characters in focus. He’s a mix of digital and traditional artist (pencil, pen and ink).
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He’s work is nothing short of amazing! Really love his linework and the way he digitally colors / paints his work - ranging from badass characters to cute illustrations of animals with eastern aesthetics. I just freakin’ love his work :’) check out more of his work!
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And that’s it for my NOVEMBER Instagram artists showcase!
Part of me loves going through the process of making these lists as it’s a huge inspiration to look at them, study them - just pumps me up to a certain extent. BUT at the same time, can’t help but feel sort of demotivated when you compare their work with your own y’know :’S but hey, gotta keep at it I guess. These same artists are beginners at some point in their lives which is a nice thought. Never give up!
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Pokémon Moon, Episode 8: In Which I Am Given A Stern Talking-To By A Colourful Sisterly Figure
“So what you’re saying is, you almost killed my Totem Lurantis because your crazy great-grandmother would have wanted it that way?”  Mallow folds her arms as she waits for an answer. “…she had a drinking problem.  And a gambling problem.  And… several legal problems.  But she was pretty spry for 94.” “When did she…?” “Um… well, about eight years back, the law caught up with her, and she grabbed a shotgun, stole a motorbike, kidnapped the neighbours’ Heracross, and skipped town, laughing all the way.  Honestly she’s, uh… probably still kicking.  Somewhere out there.”  I idly dunk a spoon in the half-finished pot of stew from Mallow’s trial and taste it. “Mmmmmmmm, that’s so f%&£ing good. Good call on the Revival Herb, by the way.”  Mallow shudders. “Okay, well… I’m pretty sure you did technically pass my trial… somehow… so… take these, I guess.” She thrusts a sack of Nest Balls at me, then hands me her Z-Crystal, the Grassium-Z, and leaves me to explore the jungle on my own.  Now that I can encounter and catch wild Pokémon there, I am rewarded with three new ones: Bounsweet, Comfey, and Oranguru.  I’m not exactly inspired by these so far.  Bounsweet is a round, pinkish-red fruit Pokémon that brings to mind the phrase “oh, look, it’s Cherubi,” but it does evolve into something that might not be Cherrim, so we’ll give it the benefit of the doubt.  Comfey is a Hawaiian lei Pokémon, one of those Flabébé-like Fairy-types that really looks as though it should be a Grass-type and has a bunch of stuff that supports Grass-types; it’s nice and thematically appropriate to the setting but doesn’t seem to evolve, and so far doesn’t really look like it’ll measure up to a fully-evolved Florges.  The third Pokémon, Oranguru, is so far the most interesting-looking – a purple and white apelike Normal/Psychic Pokémon that fights from a cross-legged sitting position.  It too shares a Pokédex page with something else, so there’s a good chance it will evolve.
When I leave the jungle, Professor Kukui turns up to congratulate me on passing all three of Akala Island’s trials, and remind me that I’m not off the hook yet: the next step is to face Kahuna Olivia in battle, to provide amusement for whatever primitive heathen deity rules this island.  But first, he has a little diversion for me: he wants me to come and visit a facility known as the Dimensional Research Lab, back in Heahea City. “If this is your way of recruiting me to some wild goose chase of a research project that’s going to get me killed in a ridiculous sci-fi laser explosion, Kukui, I swear to Arceus…” “No, of course not!” he protests.  “At the very worst you’ll be trapped in an alien nightmare dimension with no hope of ever returning home!  It’ll be no worse than being hit simultaneously with Mean Look, Trick Room, Shadow Force, and Dark Void.”  I stare at him in silence for a solid thirty seconds. “Eh. Good enough.” 
Lillie is already at the lab when I get there, trying to teach Nebby to use Splash, of all things.  I see right through her (admittedly clever) deception, of course.  When your real goal is for your Pokémon to lay waste to a region with the most powerful move of all – Explosion – what better way of avoiding suspicion than by pretending to focus on the weakest move of all?  I’m wise to your schemes, terrorist girl.  I give her a suspicious leer, causing her to squeak in feigned shock, and we enter the lab together.  The Dimensional Research Lab is run by one Professor Burnet, who happens to be Professor Kukui’s wife (GOD DAMN IT HE’S STRAIGHT).  She is also a friend of Lillie, having… randomly discovered her and Nebby lying unconscious on a beach three months ago.  This was apparently not a significant red flag to anyone involved. Lillie claims that she had been looking for Burnet anyway, and had simply “gotten lost” on the beach before collapsing from exhaustion.  How convenient, that circumstances should align so neatly for her to gain the sympathy and enter the confidence of the very professors she had been seeking.  I squint at Lillie again, mouth the words “I’m onto you,” and start scribbling in a notebook.  She returns a look of utter bewilderment and pulls down the brim of her hat to cover her face.  More importantly, returning to the conversation at hand, Burnet is a physicist who has dedicated much of her career to the study of strange phenomena designated “ultra wormholes.”  These are, as far as I can glean, mysterious wibbly-wobbly spacey-wacey holes in reality that occasionally appear in the sky over Alola and randomly spit out powerful demon-Pokémon to terrorise the region.
…this, I point out to nobody in particular, is yet another thing that the tourism brochures mysteriously failed to mention.
Professor Burnet is evasive when I try to ask her whether she’s actually seen a wormhole, or one of these “ultra beasts,” but notes that several known Pokémon possess power over dimensions, and claims that the sensitive equipment in her lab should be able to detect the wormholes. She also explains that the four guardian deities of Alola fought against the demonic invaders in ancient times to protect their region… which suddenly makes me very nervous that Tapu Koko’s plans to ruin my holiday may go way beyond just making me fight Pokémon battles for its amusement.
Of course, the instant I leave the lab, a gigantic glowing rift in space appears briefly in the sky, as if to taunt me, before closing up a few moments later. I’m… totally going to get drafted into a war between dimensions, aren’t I?
Whatever. Not my problem.  I’m just going to get on with this trial nonsense and pretend I didn’t see th- oh, gods, what if Nebby is the vanguard of the demonic invasion???  No! Nope.  I’m not thinking about that.  Just… go find Olivia.
Kahuna Olivia lives in Konikoni City, on Akala Island’s southwest coast.  To get there, I have to travel through Alola’s take on the Diglett’s Cave, a tunnel system inhabited by Zubat and Alolan Steel Diglett.  Olivia herself is actually there when I arrive, but is apparently too busy for me and requests that I meet her at her shop in Konikoni.  What is she busy with?  Well… apparently working with some of those Aether Foundation conservationists. The Foundation rents space in an office building in Heahea City, next to Professor Burnet’s lab (and right above Game Freak’s Alola branch), though as far as I can tell they don’t actually do anything there.  Their presence in the tunnels is a response to some recent unusual Diglett activity that has been making the area dangerous for travellers and miners, which they blame on Team Skull’s shenanigans.  Well, their story checks out – further into the caves, I encounter two Team Skull grunts I don’t recognise, and battle them in tandem with Hau, who is gradually becoming almost respectable as a trainer.  That was simple enough… almost weirdly so.  Team Skull are such buffoons, and I’m not even sure what they were trying to accomplish by disturbing the Diglett. Could there be some greater design behind their nonsense…?
…nah, I’m just being paranoid.  Just because their name starts with “Team” doesn’t mean they’re going to open a dozen of these wormholes and bring about the apocalypse.
Once on the other side of the tunnel, I take a brief look around Konikoni City. It’s a colourful city with heavily Japanese-influenced architecture.  Like most big Alolan cities, it’s a hub for tourism, with markets that sell rare incenses, TMs and clothing.  Down by the cape, there’s a lighthouse, but I can’t access it (yet?), as well as a woman who not only offers to teach my Pikachu Volt Tackle, but even gives me a special Z-Crystal.  I thought these things were sacred relics!  The Pikanium-Z, when its power is unleashed by the absolute stupidest dance I have yet been taught, transforms Volt Tackle into a truly devastating super-move… Catastropika. Catastropika?  Really?  That’s the name we’re going with here, Alola?  Not, like… Pikalamity, or Pikataclysm, or just Pi-Kaboom? Seriously, the translators dropped the ball on this $#!t. Whatever.  Apparently the rules for Z-moves are a little different to what the previous crystals had led me to believe – some of them are related, like Mega Stones, to just one species, or even just one move used by that species. Then there’s Olivia’s own shop. Olivia, a Rock Pokémon specialist, sells evolutionary stones and fossils.  Contrary to her earlier promise, she’s not there, but has left her Probopass to run the shop (because… why not?) and given it a message, telling me to join her at the nearby Ruins of Life, the home of the guardian Tapu Lele. 
Ohhhhh no. No.  I’ve already got one of these ‘guardians’ lording it over me and telling me what to do, just because it… like… I don’t know, saved my life or whatever.  The last thing I need is Tapu Lele arbitrarily deciding to offer me “guidance,” or punish me for trespassing, or turn me into an attractive paperweight, or-
Ugggggggh, but on the other hand, I can totally see a couple of members of Team Skull heading for the Ruins of Life through that creepy cemetery outside town. If Olivia’s gone out there to fight them, or they’ve gone out there to attack her… well, then frankly that’s her problem, right? …right? “Zzzzzt! I dunno, boss!” the Rotomdex interjects. “Sure seemzzzz like it’d be a dick move not to at least go check it out!” “No one asked you, you cursed calculator-watch,” I mutter, but decide to go anyway.  If Olivia… somehow can’t handle those idiots, it’s bound to be my fault, one way or another. 
I do my best to pick my way respectfully through the cemetery on Memorial Hill, skirting carefully around each grave.  As I reach the other side, I spot the two Team Skull grunts – it’s “B” again, with another of his idiot friends.  But it’s not just them – there’s a Slowpoke with them, and they’re arguing with an Aether Foundation worker.  Beside her is a green-haired man with huge yellow-green glasses and a white lab coat, regarding the situation with strange detachment.  As I approach, I hear the Foundation worker shouting. “Team Skull!  Give back that Pokémon!”  The second grunt flicks a few random gang signs in her direction as he shouts his response. “Don’t give me trouble!  I’ll reduce you to rubble!” “Mmm, trouble/rubble; there’s an original one,” I interrupt, sidling up between the Aether Foundation worker and the man in the glasses.  “You know, I bet you’re the first in all the history of the English language to rhyme those two.”  I shoot the young woman a glance, and stage-whisper to her “Sarcastic enough? D’you think they’ll get it?”  She only stares at me, dumbfounded, so I shrug and turn back to the Team Skull grunts.  “Sorry, am I interrupting something?  You weren’t about to kidnap this Pokémon, were you?”  I feign a wide-eyed gasp.  “Tsk, tsk, tsk… You know, I really thought we were getting somewhere, boys, I honestly did.”  The second grunt just looks bewildered (I’m not totally sure whether I’ve met him before), but B looks like smoke is about to start pouring out of his ears.  I give him my most practiced look of sincere disappointment.  “Come on; I thought we were moving past this.  Can’t you let this one go?  For me?” I smile at him. “But- wh- you- NO!” he splutters.  “We’re gonna sell this Pokémon to get rich, and we won’t make no bones about it!  If you want it back, y- you- you’re gonna have to take it!”  I sigh and reach for a Pokéball… until the other grunt abruptly gets a look of comprehension and elbows B in the side. “Yo, homie?” he says quietly.  “This ain’t…? Is it?”  B turns to him and continues spluttering. “Wh-what you talkin’bout, dawg?” “Look, you don’t gotta let nobody step to you when your Team Skull brothers are around, ‘specially not this fool!  Take a chill pill, homie; I got your back!”  B’s gaze flicks back and forth between me and the other grunt for several seconds, then they both turn their backs to me and start arguing.  The Aether Foundation woman gives me a quizzical look, as though to ask for an explanation.  I shrug at her, but then inspiration strikes.  I hold a finger to my lips to signal for quiet, then crouch low and try to make eye contact with the Slowpoke.  It looks directly at me… then yawns and looks away.  I snap my fingers, glancing at the grunts to make sure they haven’t noticed, and the Slowpoke – with all the urgency of cold treacle – turns its stupid dopey face towards me.  I jab a finger at it and start beckoning it towards me.  A full ten seconds later, it gives a decisive nod, turns around, and begins walking directly away from me.  I roll my eyes, then glance around, grab a convenient rock, take careful aim, and throw it at the Slowpoke, striking it on the back of the head.  It turns around to face me again.  I jab my finger at it again, then point firmly at the ground beneath my feet and start beckoning once more.  This time, the blasted thing apparently gets the message and starts crawling steadily towards me.  I glance up again.  The Team Skull grunts are still deep in an animated argument about… something.  It’s definitely turning out worse for B, who is holding one hand to his face and cringing for some reason.  About a minute later, the Slowpoke reaches me.  I silently make a coo-ing face at it, and pat it gently on the head, giving a thumbs-up to the Aether Foundation girl with my other hand. “Sloooooooooooow…” the Slowpoke says, appreciatively.  This, unfortunately, gets the attention of the grunts again, who spin around to face me. “Right!” I say decisively, standing up straight and clapping my hands together. “I’m sure we all have other business to attend to today, so why don’t we all just-” but the second grunt is having none of that. “You ready?” he yells at me, grabbing a Pokéball from his belt.  “Cuz I was born ready, yo!” “Well…” I sigh, “worth a try.”  I send out my own (infinitely more responsive) Slowpoke… which turns out to be a mistake when his Pokémon is revealed as a Dark Raticate, forcing a hasty switch to my Trumbeak.  From there, though, Rock Smash makes short work of it. “That loss was pathetic!  Your moves were so kinetic!” the grunt declares, stunned.  B grumbles something under his breath, then shakes his head and shouts at me. “We don’t need that Pokémon anyway!  Take it then! Good luck and good riddance!” Both of them flee the scene.  The Aether Foundation worker breathes a sigh of relief and leans down to pat the Slowpoke. “Phew… thanks, kid.  I could’ve been in real trouble there…” “Now, now,” her companion admonishes her, speaking for the first time, “stand firm! Think of what the president would say!” “That’s what you say, Chief!  But you don’t lift a finger!” “Why, I am the Aether Foundation’s last line of defence!”  I frown at this comment, carefully scrutinising for any signs of particular competence, but he doesn’t seem to notice.  “What would become of the Foundation if something were to happen to me now?”  He tut-tuts her, then turns to me.  “You are a trial-goer aren’t you?  You’re a splendid trainer!  I’m deeply impressed!  I’d like to reward you by showing you something truly astounding.  Once you have finished your Grand Trial, come to Hano Grand Resort and I will take you to see a wondrous place.”  I accept his invitation with a shrug.  Can’t be any worse than whatever the Kahunas and the Guardians will want me to do next.
I continue along the path to the Ruins of Life, past a truly spectacular cliff side and up towards the ruins’ great stone gate.  Someone is standing in the path… a young woman… but as I get close, it becomes obvious that it’s not Olivia.  She has waist-length pink and yellow hair, black clothes, and… an unmistakeable Team Skull necklace, as well as the Team Skull logo tattooed in pink on her bare midriff.  Looks like I’m starting to attract all the wrong kinds of attention from these guys. I briefly consider trying to avoid her, but she’s clearly seen me first, and looks like she was waiting for me. “So…” she says, confidently strolling up to me.  “You’re the one Gladion was talking about?  Hmph.  You don’t look like anything special to me.” “Well… looks can be deceiving, right?”  I try to flash a confident grin back, but there’s something a tad unsettling about her. “…uh… is this about the Slowpoke, or…?” She looks me sternly in the eye. “I’m Plumeria.  I help keep Team Skull together.  I’m like a big sister to all those numskulls.”  Her expression softens a little.  “Look… you have realised what idiots all these guys are, right?” she asks. “Um. I- I guess?” I reply.  Obviously I have, but I’m a little taken aback by her frankness. “But… don’t you think some of those dummies are cute in their dumbness?  You know what I mean… right?”  Plumeria gives me a strange look that is somehow equal parts conspiratorial, teasing… and deadly threatening. “Um. No.  No!  I have no idea what you’re talking about!  What are you even implying here?  Who said anyone was cute?  Not me, that’s for sure.”  Plumeria glares at me coldly. “Is that so, punk?  Well, I gotta tell you – you picking on my cute, dumb brothers and sisters is really annoying me!”  She grabs a Pokéball and summons a Golbat.  Oh, thank Arceus, a problem I know how to deal with!  My Dartrix is a real champ in this fight, thanks to the affection bonuses we’re starting to accumulate; he dodges a Confuse Ray and an Air Cutter, and shakes off some nasty poison, to secure a win against the Golbat, and seriously injure the Salandit that Plumeria sends out in its place. Salandit finishes my Dartrix with Flame Burst, but its own weak physical defences leave it easy prey for my Trumbeak. Plumeria recalls her Pokémon, steps back, and looks me over for a second.  Even though I just beat her, her gaze is… still kind of chilling. “Hmph. You’re pretty strong,” she says. “I’ll give you that.  But mess with anyone in Team Skull again… in any way… and I’ll show you how serious I can get.” Without waiting for a response, she spins around on her heel and stalks off. “I’m not messing with anyone anywhere!” I call out after her.  “It’s not like I have a… a… a stupid ‘thing’ for one of your dumb little brothers.  Uh.  Or sisters.  Could be a sister; you don’t know me; you don’t know my life.  I mean, it- it’s not, because it’s no one, but- but you don’t know!”  Plumeria is long gone by this point, of course, but that’s no reason to let her get the last word.
Finally, I reach the entrance to the Ruins of Life, with Lillie suddenly right behind me, escorted by Professor Burnet.  Lillie is apparently here at Nebby’s behest, and doesn’t know much more than that.  Before I can interrogate either of them, though, Kahuna Olivia emerges from the ruins. She apologises for her earlier absence by explaining that Tapu Lele had summoned her to help “clean up” the ruins (wait… so the Kahunas have to do household chores for the guardian deities?  Okay, maybe I’m not really getting the short end of the stick after all). With minimal preliminaries, Olivia accepts my challenge… and promptly wrecks my $#!t.
I never intended my current team to be in any sense permanent – Raticate’s going to go at some point, probably Trumbeak too once I’ve finished exploring its evolution, and I’m not 100% on Pikachu or Slowpoke either – but even so, I have to admit it was a slight oversight to have three Pokémon with Rock weaknesses and none with a Rock resistance.
My Dartrix takes out Olivia’s first Pokémon, a Nosepass, without immense difficulty (though, again, a few affection bonuses help to seal the deal).  Then… in comes her partner Pokémon, Lycanroc, a creepy-looking red-and-white werewolf Pokémon that I can only assume is the evolved form of Rockruff.  Its powerful Rock Throw attack immediately knocks out my Dartrix and my Salandit, then as soon as I try to bring its defences down with Trumbeak’s Rock Smash, Olivia unleashes its Z-move: Continental Crush, which as far as I can tell is a move that works by dropping Australia on you. My poor Slowpoke flinches under Lycanroc’s Bite and doesn’t even get a chance to hit back with Scald.  Finally, my Raticate manages to bring it down with Crunch.  Enduring what would have been a finishing blow from Olivia’s final Pokémon, a Boldore, Raticate manages to do just enough damage before fainting to bring it within striking distance for my last Pokémon, Pikachu, to finish it off. 
Phew.  Okay.  Lesson learned.  No more underestimating Rock-types.  Especially weird, gangly werewolf Rock-types.
…what, you didn’t think I was actually going to lose that one, did you?  Listen, “wrecks my $#!t” is very much a relative term here.  Sure, it looked bad for a little while but I’m a former Champion (in multiple regions, if you count my… past lives, or… whatever… look, I try not to think about it too hard), and Olivia is, like, the head shaman of some backwards middle-of-nowhere hick island who does chores for a bird.  Of course I beat her; I’m amazing.  Give me some credit here.
Olivia rewards me with her Z-crystal – the Rockium-Z (did the Alolans listen to these names at all while they were picking them…?) – and sends me packing just as Hau arrives for his own Grand Trial. Hau has apparently received the same invitation from the Aether Foundation as I did, and is eager to get his trial out of the way so we can go and have a look.  Lillie is decidedly less enthusiastic, presumably since she knows the Aether Foundation is hot on her trail, and makes a stammering excuse. Well, whatever.  Sooner or later, Lillie… you can’t run forever.
Ridiculous quote log:
“Yo! I’m a herb seller!  I’m self-taught, but I sell good quality herbs!” Why does everyone in this region try to get me to do f#$%ing drugs!?
“There’s a faint smell of spices, sauces, and other fragrant things…” …okay maybe this is the time to admit that I… kiiiiiiinda have a thing for smelling other people’s beds?  Uh, I- I mean, it’s totally not a sex thing, not even a little bit; just, uh… if I come across someone’s bed, I like to… give it a good long sniff before I move past it.  Lots of people do it, probably.  It helps me feel closer to- wait, damn it, no, that still sounds weird.  That is, uh… I mean, if they wanted to sniff my bed I would totally let them, and- okay that sounds even worse.  Can we… just forget I said anything?
The team: 
Tane the Dartrix Male, Timid nature, Overgrow ability Level 28 Tackle, Razor Leaf, Astonish, Pluck 
Rhea the Trumbeak Female, Lax nature, Keen Eye ability Level 27 Pluck, Roost, Fury Attack, Rock Smash 
Ashley the Pikachu Female, Timid nature, Static ability Level 27 Volt Tackle, Hidden Power (Ice), Nasty Plot, Thunder Wave 
Hypatia the Slowpoke Female, Hardy nature, Own Tempo ability Level 27 Confusion, Yawn, Headbutt, Scald 
Soot the Raticate Female, Hardy nature, Hustle ability Level 27 Crunch, Tail Whip, Hyper Fang, Focus Energy 
Joanna the Salandit Female, Timid nature, Corrosion ability Level 27 Flame Burst, Sweet Scent, Dragon Rage, Smog
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