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toxic-ship-tournament · 11 months

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ROUND 3 / POLL 3

Artekai x Fross (@artekai) vs Charlie Berger x John Seed (@detectivelokis)

who makes up your ship?:

Artekai (he/him) and Fross (he/him)

why does your ship deserve to be considered the most toxic?:

What's NOT toxic about them? Fross is an immortal space billionaire, while Artekai (also Kai) is a mortal on Earth in the middle of a corruption arc. Fross has a victim complex, Kai has a hero complex. They enable the worst in each other, but they would hate each other if they actually took the time to get to know one another. They are in love because they are both somehow equally pretentious somehow, they are in love with the idea of being in love, they are just each other’s escapism. They met because Kai fatally stabbed Fross while he was trying to steal Earth's terraforming system (long story, they are Horizon OCs). But Kai quickly regretted it, because he realized that Fross was unarmed, and it was against his moral code to attack someone who was unarmed. And so, to avoid having that weighing on his conscience, he decided to take Fross and nurse him back to health. Yes, they both thought this was the most romantic thing ever. Kai considers this a casual fling like most of his romantic relationships, but Fross would do anything to make Kai his and only his forever. From lies, manipulation, and guilt tripping, to gaslighting, kidnapping, and isolating Kai from his loved ones, it's all on the table. He’s certainly not afraid to take advantage of the vulnerable state that Kai was in when he got into his relationship (he had just had a really bad friendship breakup, so he was horribly lonely and his ego had been shattered). When the truths that Fross had been hiding from Kai finally came out, Fross snapped and tried to kidnap him, planning to drag him to space with him and make him immortal as well so they could be together forever. It was then that Kai finally decided that he was done, and so he fatally stabbed Fross again in a fit of rage, coming full circle.

ship tags/playlists/pinterest boards?:

Ship tag: Frosskai Artekai playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7vmQQ3oJOqItfMCpMg2Ab1?si=e61bc643276d466b Fross playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/13dyyNtUismAc2LzjJdxSX?si=3b97080df1214b02 Frosskai playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5o5uIiOE2HEwhwT3US2KET?si=8cf3cdcd3ae74c1c

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art by @xbaebsae

who makes up your ship?:

Charlie Berger and John Seed

why does your ship deserve to be considered the most toxic?:

Well, Charlie was originally in a militia trying to take down the cult her parents were in and that John is a herald in. When she arrives at the church he sees her and chooses to enlist his brother, the leader of the cult, in helping him gaslight her into believing that they were fated to become soulmates. He eventually stalks her, convinces her to drink the cult's bliss tea so he can baptize her, and forces her into confession sessions. They both use their unhinged sexual energy against each other, but all it does is make them psychosexually obsessed with each other in the end. He may or may not baby trap her but it's fine! it's her kink and she would have eventually done it to him too! They end up getting married after he pressures her and as a lovely wedding gift they kill her ex husband together. They grow co dependent eventually and he marks her with all of her "sins", as well as his name (she does the same to him too. Equality!!!). During the cult's holy war she tries to kill her own cousin to defend John. Everyone she used to love and know grows to hate her in the end, but at least they have each other?

ship tags/playlists/pinterest boards?:

ship tag: all sins lead to you. Pinterest board: https://www.pinterest.com/scungilliwoman/x-all-sins-lead-to-you/

#artekai x fross #charlie berger x john seed #artekai #detectivelokis #toxic ship tournament

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i-am-the-balancing-point · 2 years

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my dear @chazz-anova, @scungilliwoman an and @shellibisshe tagged me to take this uquiz to assign my deputy an aesthetic vibe. this is the result:

A sea shell, a unicorn’s snow-white mane, a luminous pearl, blue waves, low-lying white clouds, silver satin, the moon visible at midday, a lavender-hued latte, a black velvet ribbon, thistles, lilac perfume, sea glass, a white-furred baby seal

(I bolded everything I felt did specifically apply)

you know it already, I’m tagging everyone who sees this and feels like doing it! 💖

#idk I don’t feel like this is very accurate to us #but I don’t know #hiii this is future/present-gigi #I did this a while ago and forgot to post it #but I'm sorting through my drafts now #*tips yeehaw hat* g'dbye #my dep #tag meme #Far Cry 5

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florbelles · 2 years

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PERSEPHONE BELLEFLEUR. daughter in the choir.

the incredibly lovely @scungilliwoman surprised me with this stunning birthday gift ( shrieking, weeping, tearing my hair, being super normal about it )!! thank you so much again, amanda, it’s absolutely perfect <3

#still crying about it etc #oc: poppy bellefleur #fcnd #scungilliwoman

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bluemojave · 2 years

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( PLAY ) playing with mine’s hair. + your ship of choice?

[PLAY] - seduction prompts

i’ve been obsessed w your Veronique recently so i immediately wanted to write this ab her but since my V is gay + i love your V and Judy together this is a platonic/friend-ship. this also feels like it could be ooc tbh but i thought it was sweet so regardless i hope you enjoy!!:

Maybe it was because Valentine was drunk. Or maybe it was because Veronique was significantly more drunk, her head splayed across his lap on the dirty couch of her apartment. But somehow, he’d found himself running his long, thin fingers through the white locks of her hair that had long since fallen out of whatever intricate up-do she’d created for their night out.

Sure, sure.

He wonders if it was the last Vodka Cranberry that did her in. Or maybe the two rounds of Jackie Welles when they stopped at the Afterlife on the way home. But regardless, he found himself and Moon in what felt like a fever dream, both uncharacteristically close— and even stranger, both actually being ok with that.

The woman on his lap had always functioned as a driving force for competition in his head. Both from well-off, overbearing parents, the duo were predestined for a life of corporate or political strife— plans both were violently forced out of. It was almost ironic, then, for them to continue to hang out afterwards; both with feet stuck in the past and the future, unable to move on without one catching up to the other. By pure, unlucky circumstance, the two were equals.

Ver snapping in front of his face brings him out of his thoughts. “Valentineeeeeeeugh……Goro. SMASH. OR. PASS.?!”

“Huh?”

Misty almost chokes on her drink. “Did you really think out of all the people who’d know what smash or pass means VALENTINE would be one of them?”

“Oh c’monnnn, you’re not that out of touch right V?” Her hand lazily pats his cheek. “Corpo’s can be hip with the kids— hic —too ya’know.”

“Ex-corpo.” He corrects, earning an eye roll from Veronique and a laugh from the woman across the couch.

“Even more of a reason then. You can’t escape this one. Goro Takemura— fuck or pass.”

Oh. So that’s what it means.

Anxiety bubbles with the alcohol in the man’s gut. It wasn’t that Takemura was ugly- by all accounts he was attractive, strong, and respectful. And it wasn’t even that V was adverse to sex. But for his whole life, it’d been something secretive and almost shameful— lone nights spent with Arthur Jenkins or some corporate asshole with a hand clamped over his mouth so nobody would hear. Sex was only ever rough and mean and full of mutual hatred of each other; it left bruises and scratches in his skin that he’d struggle to hide the next morning. And he couldn’t see Goro doing something like that to him. Or anyone, for that matter.

But then he remembered Jackie Welles. Soft words whispered in his ear and against his skin. His fingers were hungry but almost reverent in the way they explored his body. At the thought of it something in Valentine’s heart aches, and for once he’s grateful he’s drunk. It was almost ironic, then, considering his ex and the reason Welles stopped hooking up with V was asking the question. But he knew his answer now.

“Smash.”

Misty whoops and Veronique can’t help but laugh into his abdomen. “Goddamn it took you long enough. What were y-were you thinking up a whole argumentative essay or some shit? Or i-is Goro really that fucking bad?”

“I didn’t think it was a judge of his character.“

”Which is why I said smash immediately.” The esoteric jests, taking a long hit from her joint.

“This isn’t fair. H-how have you drank more than me and you’re sitting here taking like some prim politician-“

Misty watched the duo with a mix of fascination and entertainment- high as a kite, her red eyes crinkled with a wide smile as she notices Valentine fiddling with her hair.

“Ah, I love solidarity.”

At the esoteric’s remark, the duo make eye contact, first with each other and then with the merc’s hand playing with Moon’s hair, and V freezes like a deer caught in headlights— eliciting an annoyed groan from the drunken Veronique in his lap.

“Why’d you stooooop-“ She manages to slur out, blindly reaching for his hand.

Too drunk to protest, he simply lets her shift his hand back to the soft hair of her scalp. As he watches the strands move easily between his fingers, he can’t help but feel the eyes of a certain rockstar staring amusedly at the pair.

Didn’t know the corpo-rat was capable of human connection. His voice remarks in their head, the lilt of a smile in his tone.

Shut up. V retorts mentally, but even through his drunken haze as he glances between Misty and Veronique, something new stirs in his chest— comfort, maybe. Whatever it was, it was something he’d been missing for a long time, something he’s only allowed himself to get a taste of with Jackie. It felt good.

#i hope you like this ahhhh #scungilliwoman #asks #my writing #oc: valentine #misty olszewski #x: valentine and veronique #cyberpunk 2077 fanfiction #cyberpunk 2077 fic

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zevlor · 2 years

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for @scungilliwoman because tumblr decided it was going to just post what i was doing randomly

🖊🖊 + Theo

🖊🖊🖊 + any new OC of your choice 🖤

thank you amanda sorry that posted so weird!

Theo

🖊 At some point during the trials and tribulations, Theo almost decides to run. She wants to disappear and leave Hope County and she stops herself from running to Jacob and asking him to leave with her. It never happens though after a night of binge drinking, she wakes up and is reminded why she’s fighting in the first place.

🖊 Hardly knows her uncle most her life, but after he comes to find her and they start reacquainting, the two are closer than ever and Theo feels like family really means something now. She doesn’t know what she would do without him and becomes very protective of Nathaniel.

Lottie

🖊 Hyperion had several enemies, but Lottie definitely was one of them. A Vault Hunter with a death wish who has made Jack’s life a living hell, but also gave it up to him so easily, he didn’t even have to do anything. Sleeping with the enemy was at the top of the “ways to get yourself killed” list and that was a risk she was willing to take.

🖊 Absolutely ADORES Dr. Zed. She does anything and everything for him, even helping him with “operations”. He’s saved her life many times over and she’s got the scars to prove it. Feels incredibly indebted to the man even though he’s told her not to, but she owes him her life.

🖊 Can usually be found hanging out with Scooter in his shop, learning about how to fix up Outrunners in case of an emergency, but she forgoes the learning lesson and the two mostly cause more problems.

#scungilliwoman #oc: theo ward #oc: lottie #oc ramblings

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johnnycranes · 3 years

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“How is my wife more badass than me?” for Sydney and Jacob??? 💕

look at me finally writing for a prompt sksks. Thanks, Amanda and sorry this took so long!!

this is just pure fluff i wanted to write with their kids 🙈🥺 takes place after the collapse or no-cult au fhdsalkj

Mom vs Dad words: 1.5k

warnings: lots of fluff and maybe a bit of bad parenting on jake and syd's part

“Boys, c’mon. You guys stayed up late last night, you’re not getting another free pass.” Jacob said as he watched his twin sons entirely focused on the damn video game Boshaw got them for their birthday. They’d been playing nonstop the whole damn day.

“Two more matches, dad.” Nathan said over the volume of their game, his brother Duncan nodding in agreement.

“You heard him.” Sydney said as she came down the stairs, her hair still wet from showering. “You two only got up from your game today to eat!” Sydney said as she came down the stairs, her hair still wet from showering.

And damn it if John just kept his promise to watch his boys that night, Jacob would’ve joined her. But his little brother just so happened to have ‘better things’ to do all of a sudden.

“But mom, you promised we could play Mortal Kombat tonight.” Duncan whined.

Jacob sighed before looking at his wife, who seemed more interested on their floorboards all of a sudden. He raised one eyebrow, arms crossed as he looked at her. “She did, did she? And where did you even get-”

“Uncle Hurk.” his sons and his wife all answered together.

Of fucking course.

To be fair he had no problems with his now nine year-old sons playing something so violent. Hell he was younger when he played his first violent game at an arcade, a rare moment when their dad allowed them to, before his anger worsened, before John was born. While Sydney grew up watching her father play.

So yes he could excuse that, but he had to draw the line somewhere. And that line was Nathan and Duncan needing proper sleep.

“You can play tomorrow. Your fu-, your da-, your video game isn’t going anywhere.” he stumbled, still not used to not swearing every five minutes when he was around his boys.

But they didn’t seem to hear him, as they continued playing, looking too focused to mind the dad almost cussing. Sydney flashed him a sarcastic smile and gave him a thumbs up, mouthing ‘Good job’ to him.

Yeah like she was any better, one time yelling ‘fuuuhreak’ when she stubbed her toe in front of them.

Sydney clapped her hands and made her way to the kitchen. “I said we could play yes, but you two ended up playing that other game the whole fu- freakin’ day.” Jacob grinned at her own almost swear and Sydney only glared mockingly before continuing. “So I promise to play with you tomorrow. For now, why don’t I fix you two some milk before bed, hmm?”

Unfortunately their sons didn’t seem to take the bribe, the tv still blaring.

Nathan, the more mischievous one of the two, - a trait he obviously gets from his mother, as Jacob keeps saying - finally looked up from the damned game.

Jacob also didn’t miss the suspicious glance he gave to Duncan before he looked at their parents, while the latter’s eyes twinkled suddenly.

What were those two up to?

“You know mom, Uncle Hurk told us something interesting when he gave us the game.” Nathan said, waving the game’s case like he was flexing it.

“And what’s that, Nate?” Sydney asked from the kitchen, bringing out two glasses and the milk.

Nathan smiled innocently. Too innocently. “He said you’re the absoulte best at this game.”

Jacob’s eyes widened.

No. They wouldn’t.

He turned to look at his wife, who was now grinning as she poured the milk. “Ah, I’m okay, I guess.” Sydney said, in a tone that Jacob already knew she used when she was trying not to sound too proud of herself.

Shit, they would.

“I mean,” she continued, “I beat my dad, finished the campaign, nothing to brag about.”

Any other time Jacob would mock her until she did that adorable pout she did when he annoyed her, but they needed to be on the same side for this battle.

Now it was the younger twin, Duncan’s turn to speak, their game all but forgotten. He flashed wide blue eyes. “Mom, please! You gotta show us your moves. Please please. Just one game!”

Nathan was already replacing the CD for the Mortal Kombat one, like he already knew they won against them.

And as Jacob looked at Sydney, his wife smiling bright, he knew there was no getting her back.

She pretended to think about it for a moment before shrugging. “Ok but just one game, that’s it.”

They both knew it wouldn’t be just one.

Sydney walked over to the living room, bringing the two glasses with her, placing them on the coffee table on top of the coasters her mom said to ‘always have ready because my daughter will forget them if you store them in the kitchen.’

Jacob knew he should say something but honestly, seeing his wife and his two sons all huddled up together in front of the tv, excited and laughing together, it made him melt, made him falter in his mission to get them to bed early.

Moments like these grounded him on what his purpose was, to protect his family, to keep them safe and to be with them like how they were now. Moments where they could just spend time together playing video games, drinking milk, without a care in the world.

He was honestly about to let them off the hook and sit down with them when Duncan yelled, “Mom, you just sliced the guy up! I knew you were a badass!”

“Yeah, maybe even more than dad.” Nathan added slyly.

Sydney actually cackled as the game showed her character standing over a mangled and bloodied opponent. She seemed to catch herself and said, “Language, Nate!” Then she kissed the top of his head. “But thank you, sweetheart.”

Jacob finally moved to sit down on the couch, his family making space so he could sit in the middle with Sydney, their sons on either side of them. “I’m sorry, how is my wife more badass than me?”

Sydney again said, “Language” but her eyes were glued to the screen.

Duncan sat on Jacob’s right, handing his dad a controller. “Dad, have you ever played this game before?” he asked, his eyes full of excitement, nowhere near close to wanting to go to bed.

Jacob ruffled his hair before grabbing the controller, the tv screen showing different characters, Sydney scrolling through different ones.

“The older one, Dunc, yeah.” Jacob said, internally relieved that some of the fighters were familiar to him. He couldn’t let his wife upstage him in front of their sons.

Not that she could, really. Whether he knew the characters or not. He was a quick-learner anyway.

“Are you sure you’re up to this, hon?” Sydney teased beside him and oh she was going to regret losing. “You saw how I just destroyed the other guy.”

Nathan peaked at him from beside his mother. “Yeah, dad. Mom’s pretty awesome at this. Even better than Uncle Sharky.”

Oh, oh no.

No no no no. His sons were not going to think Boshaw was better at something than he was.

He didn’t wanna crush his wife’s ego too badly, but hearing his son, his own flesh and blood, say that, it changed everything.

He’d make it up to Sydney later.

Cracking his neck and rolling his shoulders, he picked his own character. “Boys, have you ever seen me lose to your mother? Ever?”

Jacob laughed seeing Sydney look almost offended by the pause her sons needed, Duncan even taking the time to take a sip from his milk.

“That one time in paintball?” Nathan asked, but still sounded unsure.

His brother shook his head. “No, doesn’t count. Dad was feeling sick that day and he still almost won. And Uncle John didn’t try hard enough.”

“Exactly! Thank you, Duncan.” Jacob said, high-fiving his son.

Sydney scoffed playfully. “Ok, your dad may win occasionally-”

“Always.” Jacob interrupted, smiling cheekily.

Sydney narrowed her eyes at him and Jacob couldn’t help but feel warm and relaxed, surrounded by his family and spending time with them. They were far from normal sure, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

And with moments like this, just being so happy, with them, sometimes he still didn’t know what he did to deserve all of it.

“Occasionally,” Sydney emphasized, bringing him out of his thoughts. “But he won’t win this one, I can guarantee you.”

“Wanna bet, angel?” Jacob asked, stretching his arms out on the couch, behind his family, making sure to look like he wasn’t threatened and worried at all. Duncan laughed beside him while Nathan said ‘Ooooooh.’

Sydney glared at him playfully. “The usual?”

Jacob nodded. “Fifty push-ups and extra cheese rolls for a week.”

“Deal.”

They kissed quickly to seal the bet, to which their sons rolled their eyes at and yelled ‘Gross!’

As the announcer proclaimed the start of the first match, Jacob no longer felt that disappointed that his sons were going to stay up late, and for the second night in a row too. He even sort of felt proud that Nathan and Duncan cooked up this little scheme to get their parents to compete and stay up with them.

They won the battle, he’d give them that.

But Jacob won the war when his sons fell asleep after only three matches, and he and Sydney carried them back up to their room, their glasses of milk empty.

#after the drama that was chap 10 of my main fic #i really wanna go #and this was in my wips so fkfafa #THANKS AMANDA <3 #scungilliwoman #my writing #jacob x sydney #answered

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honeysidesarchived · 2 years

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11,14,23,25 for the fanfic asks, please 💕

hi bby!! tysm i wuv you (❁´◡`❁)

eoy fanfic writer asks

11. fandom you enjoyed writing for the most this year

this one is a toughie because my fandoms are p small!! i would say it would probably have to be far cry 5--despite this fandom's many many many many (many) (((many))) flaws it's also one of the loveliest fandoms i've ever been a part of, in terms of just general sweet people being kind and genuine and supportive. some of my favorite human beans are here! and on top of that, without the fc5 fandom i probably never would have put elliot through all of her pain & suffering, so where would i be then???

14. a fic you didn’t expect to write

the land of gods & devils + the tea shop tomfoolery fic, both with roman and varya. not because i don't love them (i do and with every fiber of my being) but i REALLY waffled on a cyt sequel for a long time, despite the fact that varya lives rent free in my head nonstop and has since her creation. and then the tea shop wasn't even a plan or a prompt, i just was in a tea shop one time and i messaged my beta @starcrier like "haha imagine if roman and varya were in a tea shop and roman was losing his shit" and then it happened!

23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t

was HOPING i would finish the john + ell no cult au middle of divorce fucking in a classroom fic before the end of the year but alas, i don't think it's going to get done. maybe one day. womp womp

25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read

i can only pick ONE? i can only pick oNE FIC??? i cannot. here are just a few off of the top of my head

kiss my mouth, hell is here by @sailormoonweaver (delicious john seed/oc)

fearful symmetry by @starcrier (john wick/madilyn moone even though madilyn is MY wife star's writing is incredible)

pomegranate by @vasiktomis (you already know)

death and the maiden by @shallow-gravy (YOU ALREADY KNOW)

wildfire by @adelaidedrubman (YOU--)

and of course, my dear amanda, i would recommend your stillness in woe, but to recommend it to yourself would be silly (ꈍᴗꈍ) and there are tons more that i am forgetting, i'm sure!!!!

#ask games #i was gonna put this under a cut but since i'm rec'ing people i want them to be seen #ash.txt #scungilliwoman

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vasiktomis · 2 years

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Thoughts on corn?

As Genesis 2:2 says 'on the seventh day God finished his work which he had made, steamed up a fat cob of corn, ate that shit piping hot, and it was' - pardon my language, my child - 'fucking scrumptious.'

Anyway, join our death cult.

#PERSONALLY SPEAKING i find corn to be just fine #i wouldn't personally grow it thanks to how much water it takes to grow a crop #but that stuff aint bad!#cora on the other hand became 90% more likely to join the project when they have her some corn #THANK YOU AMANDA IM SORRY YOU GET MY REPLY WHEN IM OFF MEDS #scungilliwoman #ask tag

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detectivelokis · 10 months

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• amanda

• early 30’s

• she/her

• tracking: detectivelokis

• discord: scungilliwoman

• pinterest

• ao3

• kofi

• psn: amandamydear

#ignore me #just trying to clean things up finally

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toxic-ship-tournament · 1 year

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ROUND 1 / SIDE A / POLL 7

Moth x Bugsy ( @scentedtyrantwitch ) vs Charlie Berger x John Seed ( @detectivelokis )

who makes up your ship?:

Moth (she/her) and Bugsy (bug/bugs)

why does your ship deserve to be considered the most toxic?:

Moth isolates everyone she's in a relationship with especially the ones she cares about and is willing to kill people to do that. Bugsy fears anyone bug aren't close with and will go to extreme lengths to keep make sure that those bug is close with still see bug as valuable.

ship tags/playlists/pinterest boards?:

none outside of my head.

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render by @xbaebsae

who makes up your ship?:

Charlie Berger and John Seed

why does your ship deserve to be considered the most toxic?:

ship tags/playlists/pinterest boards?:

ship tag: all sins lead to you. Pinterest board: https://www.pinterest.com/scungilliwoman/x-all-sins-lead-to-you/

#scentedtyrantwitch #detectivelokis #moth x bugsy #charlie berger x john seed #toxic ship tournament

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shellibisshe · 2 years

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🖋 + Emily

🖋 + Margo

🖋+ OC of your choice!

🖊- Emily is slightly nearsighted and in new dawn she has long stints of not wearing her glasses unless she absolutely needs to because she doesn’t want to break them.

🖊- Margo steals like a lot of random shit,,,she’s stolen John’s sunglasses and watch in new dawn and like…fun cups and stuff from restaurants in no cult.

🖊- Going off the last one at some point all her stolen cups migrated into the cupboard like 60% of the cups in this household are ones that she took.

#captain emily parker #margo seed #thanks for asking!#scungilliwoman #shellibanswers

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derelictheretic · 2 years

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I would obviously want to wife up Heather or end up in a throuple with her and Dean

You could successfully wife her up if you are prepared for the most high maintenance wife to ever live, she is a goddess and she wants to be treated as such. She'll give you the same treatment if you're good to her though, with the extra of her showering you in gifts and material things bc that's the only way she knows how to keep people in her life </3

Being in a throuple with these two would be an Experience bc Heather would still somehow see it as a competition?? She is the better partner and she will Prove It. (How? don't ask stupid questions. She doesn't know) Meanwhile Dean is just happy to be there, typical golden retriever man ready to be a house husband and take care of y'all and be the human heater (bc Heather is COLD, she is gonna put her feet on you at night and you are going to scream)

#dean answers #scungilliwoman #oc: Heather Lucille Valentine #si/oc: deputy dean sinclaire #good taste good taste Heather our ice queen and Dean our dumb puppy man #best of both worlds in a way absfjfnfn yes u have to carry her bag but Dean will carry urs so

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florbelles · 2 years

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Shaggy + Lyra maybe?

CURSED RATING: 8/10.

shaggy harbors an infatuation with both of his bosses in spite of all he has witnessed and been made party to. still cursed because this is absolutely unfathomable to lyra. shaggy is a completely nonsexual, nonromantic entity to her. shaggy is a fixture she is accustomed to. would have an obscene power imbalance, not so much in a hierarchical sense — though that exists — but the sheer essence of who lyra is as a person, much less a partner.

#asks: misc #scungilliwoman

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thedeadthree · 2 years

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🎵🎵 + Bellona

🎵🎵 + Elin

🎵 + ship of your choice 💕

ahhh hii! OH MY GOD AMANDA I ADORE U SM AND THANK YOU FOR THE ASK! ur a dear! a treasure! i adore talking about my bbs and their favorite tunes sm! thank youu again lovely!

send me ♫ + a character’s name and i will respond with respond with a song that reminds me of them. send me ♫ a ship and I will do the same. (x.x)