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kaineillian · 1 year

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Cause you're amazing would you do more head canon stories? also thank you for the Poe one, i really really liked it!<333

I do it for the boys and gals ✊

🪙: im feeling sad if im sad you will be too >:)

But idk if this is sad. Have fun reading!

Gender : Male Reader.

Character(s) : Chūya Nakahara, Atsushi Nakajima,Sakunosuke Oda, Nathaniel Hawthorne,Osamu Dazai.

Warning(s) : Reader is mean,gore, reader having seggs with another person, cheating, childe abuse, toxic reader, physical and mental abuse, toxic relationship, delusional character, staying in a toxic relationship, obsessive, manipulation.

(I do not condone toxic relationships and those warnings above, if you're in one in a toxic relationship please leave for the sake of your health. And if you witness someone abusing a kid please call help)

BUNGO STRAY DOGS HEADCANON WITH A TOXIC BOYFRIEND.

Nakahara Chuuya.

(Male name) never loved chuuya. He never did. He saw chuuya as a monster, he was forced to love him. Chuuya in the other hand;loves him dearly. He cooks for him, cleans for him, tie his necktie and was always with him. Chuuya tries to help him as he can but (Male name) always brush him off.

" Love? Breakfast is ready, i already prepared your uniform. Come on now you dont want to be late " Chuuya shook his asleep lover awake. (Male Name) groans and slap chuuya's hand away. "Dont tell me what to do. Go downstairs. I dont want to see your disgusting face. " That stung chuuya's heart but he just smiled and went downstairs as instructed by his lover.

(Male name) always hated looking at chuuya's face so whenever chuuya's around he would focus on something else.

(Male name) always degrade chuuya, call him names, slap him and make him kneel. Yet, chuuya still want to stay with him.

SLAP!

The slap sting chuuya's face, he held his cheek and looked at (Male name) with tears in his eyes. (Male name) glared at the red hair "CANT YOU DO ANYTHING GOOD?! IT WAS JUST A SIMPLE TASK. BUY GROCERIES AND GET BACK! AND NOW YOU CAME BACK WITH BRUISES AND THE GROCERIES RUIN! " Chuuya flinched at his screaming, he should just have ran away. "I—im sorry love... I'll buy groceries again later... " He jumped at (Male name) hand hitting the wall "WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'LATER'?! BUY THE GROCERIES NOW! " "Yes love! "Chuuya then scrambled to the door putting on his shoes " BE QUICK IM ALREADY HUNGRY! " "Yes love! ".

Chuuya wont end this relationship! And he will not ruin it! (Male name) can beat him all he wants but he will never leave him!

Chuuya is too delusional. He thought that maybe quitting the mafia and be a good house husband would make (Male name) love him, but he knows that everything he does good (Male name) will never notice it but he will notice his mistakes.

Chuuya will make sure to not make mistakes ever again.

Chuuya promise to be a good house husband.

NAKAJIMA ATSUSHI

Just because you beat him up doesn't mean you don't love him! Maybe your love language is beating people up , yes?

Atsushi lets you beat him up whenever you want, pull on his hair and smash it on the wall. Dont worry! He has regenerative ability he can heal himself in no time! Oh! We don't have any money... Not to worry darling, cut my leg and sell it we will make hundreds of money in a matter of seconds!

Atsushi saw you kissing dazai the other day, he brushed it off because maybe he saw it wrong. Once he got back to the house after his work. He froze,hearing a moan coming from upstairs. His ears didn't deceive him he knows that was dazai's voice.

Atsushi walked quietly upstairs and peeked on the open crack from the door.

"Ahhh~(Male name) dont bite too hard, jeez. You're such a monster" Dazai moans again from (Male name) hard biting "Are you sure atsushi-kun wont come home tonight? "

"Yeah yeah, that coward wont come home. I already texted him not to. " Dazai humed in satisfaction wrapping his legs around (Male name)'s waist. "Now~how about you stop with the hickeys and fuck me hard ".

Atsushi backed up from the door with tears rolling down to his face. Yes. Its true that he sent him a text not to come home but atsushi thought that (Male name) planned him a surprise because their anniversary is today... He didn't expect this kind of suprise. Atsushi went outside texting kyouka that he will be sleeping there for tonight.

When atsushi came to kyouka's place she was surprised to see him pale, shaking and crying. She asked him what happened leading him to the chair.

Atsushi told her what happened and she was furious about the news.

Kyouka said to break up with him but atsushi wouldn't . He loves (Male name) so much he cant leave him now! He was the one that loved me the most. He said.

Kyouka tried to persuade but in the end atsushi got mad and stormed off outside. Kyouka yelled his name to come back inside because it was raining, atsushi yelled back to not follow him.

Atsushi walked down the streets; rain soaking him wet. He eventually find himself on a bench.

He knows that (Male name) didn't mean to cheat on him. Dazai is the one to blame on, but he doesn't have the guts to yell at him. Dazai was the one who helped him live. (Male name) was the one who showed him love.

The two important persons betrayed him yet he still think it was unintentional.

Atsushi unconsciously slept on the bench, he'll go back first thing in the morning.

When he got back, he saw dazai in his usual attire sitting on the couch.

"Oh! Hey atsushi-kun—uh, why are you wet? " Atsushi smiled at him saying it was nothing. "If you say so... (Male name)-kun is in the kitchen" He nodded walking in the kitchen to see his lover making eggs and bacon he looked at the table to see three plates. Atsushi smiled, of course (Male name) made him breakfast. He loves him.

(Male name) turned around flinching when he saw atsushi smiling at him creepy "Oh gosh! My beloved you scared me" (Male name) laugh turning the stove off before hugging atsushi. "My beloved, why are you wet? " Atsushi thought of a excuse and " i... I was so busy on my phone and didn't notice a lake ahead of me" Atsushi laugh along with. (Male name) "Oh you are just so adorable, my beloved"

Atsushi knows that deep inside (Male name) heart that he loved him back.

Sakunosuke Oda

(Male name) never likes kids, so odasaku made sure to make the kids behaved and quiet when his lover is around.

Of course, he and (Male name) have their own separate bedroom and the kids sharing a room.

Odasaku always hugs (Male name) when sleeping. (Male name) would sometimes hug him back if he's in a good mood. Odasaku could tear up when he would hug him back.

(Male name) was never affectionate but odasaku is. (Male name) lets odasaku hug him, kiss him and touch him. But odasaku needs to make sure that the kids wouldn't be around them so in weekdays he drove the kids to the curry house where their favorite granpa is.

The kids are terrified of (Male name) because he hits them. Odasaku always tells them to behave and be quiet, because if they're loud and always running around (Male name) will hit them. Odasaku says that its their punishment.

After the kids would get hit by (Male name) odasaku would try to defend the children if he saw (Male name) taking off his belt to beat them up. But (Male name) would manipulate him. So he had no choice but to stand on the side watching the children get beaten up. Odasaku made sure to prepare medical equipment and patch up the children.

"Love please stop! You're hurting the kids! " Odasaku step in front of the kids shielding them from his lover,the kids cried;gripping his pants. He gave M/N a pleaded look but M/N couldn't care less of his pleading, those kids needs discipline.

"Love. Move. Those kids of yours needs discipline. Look what they did to the TV! " He pointed at the broken TV on the ground with crayola marks. Odasaku didn't move an inch, M/N tched at this. He gripped odasaku's face making him look at him, odasaku's face turned pale as his body trembled at the look of his lover. "This is your last warning, love. Move. Or else im beating that pretty face of yours or you want me to go to Ango. " Odasaku face turned into disgust after hearing ango's name out of his lovers mouth.

Like hell he'll let M/N go to that rotten bastard!

Odasaku gripped M/N arm, shooking his head no. "No... No! NO! I WON'T LET YOU GO WITH THAT BASTARD! NEVER! " M/N smirked at his outburst. "I-ill move! Just don't go to him! " M/N nodded, odasaku moves to the side . "Now, love. This is how you discipline brats. " M/N raised his belt; ready to whip the kids with his belt. Odasaku had no choice but to close his eyes and listen to the kids crying and screaming.

After a few minutes of beating. M/N is finally satisfied and ordered odasaku to get the kids out of his sight. Odasaku then scrambled to the kids carrying them to their room to patch them up.

"P-papa! Why didn't you help us! " The kid sobbed "This is you're punishment kids, you must reflect your actions or else there will be more consequences waiting for you. " He held the kids cheek "Don't anger Papa M/N, alright? " He gave the kids a warming smile. The kids nodded.

"Good. Now, sit on your beds while ill get the med kit. "

He knows that M/N cares for the kids. He did that to discipline the kids so they wouldn't have any trouble in the future. Odasaku knows that he did those things for their own sake. And he loves him for that.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

Nathaniel is convinced that his lovers body is taken over by the devil. You see, (Male name) was kind, sweet and caring just like an angel however the devil had controlled his body and corrupted his mind. Now he acts ruthless, selfish and unsympathetic like a devil.

Nathaniel would secretly put holy water in his water. Nathaniel was delighted on how the holy water affected him. He thinks that the holy water slowly cured his mind and body but, little did he know that M/N was just playing with him. The holy water didn't took affect on him. Not. One. Bit. M/N laughed at his pathetic idea of 'curing' his corrupted soul from the devil. But oh, if he only knows that he IS the devil himself.

Okay, this should do the trick... If he drinks this his soul will be cured from that be damned devil. Nathaniel had poured the holy water in M/N's water, he carefully arrange the food and drinks on the tray so M/N could eat his breakfast in bed prepared by his beloved boyfriend.

Pathetic. M/N peeked from the wall. He saw his pathetic excuse of a lover poured a holy water in his cup of water. Is he that delusional? Did he really think im corrupted by a devil? Why cant he just accept that i dont love him.

He rolled his eyes walking back to their shared bedroom, acting asleep before Nathaniel comes in. Eventually, he came in with a tray full of food and drink (coffee & water).

Nathaniel placed the tray on their bedpost, he took his time admiring his beloved before shaking him awake. "Beloved, wake up i made breakfast in bed just for you" (Male name) opened his eyes;blinking. He saw Nathaniel with a beautiful smile on his face. He admits, Nathaniel is a beauty but he can never compare to Poe. Poe is to beautiful that his beauty corrupted his mind.

He snapped out from his daze and rising up from the bed. Nathaniel gently put down the tray on his lap " Do you want me to feed you? " He shook his head No but thanked anyway "Oh right, beloved drink some water first. Your throat must be dry. " Nathaniel grabbed the 'water' guiding it to M/N lips. He didn't complain and drank the water.

Slowly, he started smiling. "Thank you beloved, you are always so caring, lets eat breakfast together. Yes? " Nathaniel smiled cheerfully thinking that the plan worked. Fool, he just stepped in M/N trap.

But alas. Nobody can break his love. Not like this at least. Kill him if you must. You love M/N, dont you Poe?

"Of course i do. I was the first to love him. Until... That damn Nathaniel replaced me! "

Then get back to your place. Kill him. Do it for love. Do it for M/N.

"Dont tell me twice. "

We all know that M/N would watch his lover die. Smiling maliciously. He never loved him. Nor loved Poe. Beauty is the cause of his corruption. Looks like they fall in his trap.

Good luck on that.

DAZAI OSAMU

(Male name) is harsh. VERY harsh. Well, towards to dazai. He never liked that suicidal maniac. He used dazai's status just to mess with other people's lives.

Dazai knew his intention but still loved the man. Why? Because he thinks that M/N was a blessing from odasaku. Crazy right?

(Male name) is a sadistic maniac and dazai is a masochist. But i think (Male name) Level of a sadistic is now torture.

Its too graphic to say so just imagine a serial killer torturing its victim.

Dazai is his toy to play with.

There was that time that (Male name) was furious of dazak because of reasons i cannot say. And broke his finger (only his index finger!) Dazai had to go to the doctor 4 weeks straight.

M/N actions might be cruel but thats what made dazai love him. Dazai wanted to feel love yes however he wants to feel pain and torture. That is why he stayed in that relationship of theirs.

All of the Agency members hate M/N, dazai of course defended his 'loving' boyfriend. The only person who likes M/N was tanizaki. Why?well, because of their one night stand. I dont want to explain the details but all i can say is that they met in the red light district street. At that time, he and dazai were together.

Dazai is a genius. And as you know secrets cant be hidden when theres a genius.

Dazai knew about M/N affair. It hurt him,it broke him to pieces. Dazai almost committed suicide for real this time he would had died if it wasn't for chuuya who saved him again.

Everyone tried to make them break up but dazai wouldn't budge. Even if he's heartbroken he will never end this addictive relationship.

Cheat on him, go on. He will kill them after. Make sure to come back home to him or else he'll go back to his dark era days.

"You weren't home yesterday. Where were you. " dazai blankly looked at his disheveled lover, he can see the visible lipstick stain and the hickeys on his neck. He have a hunch that it was tanizaki's doings. "None of your business, osamu. " M/N head towards the bathroom which is near the entrance. Dazai followed him there.

"It is. I AM your boyfriend. Am i not? " M/N halted on walking, he knows that tone of his. And its not good. "You are. " He didn't look dazai , he knows that dazai already knew. He made sure he knows. So this relationship would end.

"Well if i am, tell me where you were and who you were with. Dont lie to me sweetheart, you know i dont like liars. " I wouldn't talk if i were you, suicidal bastard.

He sigh turning back to dazai "I was at the red light district street. With Junichiro. " he saw dazais eye twitch at the name "Oh? And what were you—"

"Cut the shit osamu, you already know what i did with him" M/N glared at the man who doesn't seem faze. "You had sex? " .

"Yes. We did. " Dazai's eye darken;his smile dropped. Dazai walked towards him, wrapping his arms around his neck "You know me very well that im going to kill him". " If you kill him then you're going to kill me next to" .

"No." M/N eye widen, he feels dazai's smirk. "I know what you're doing and im not letting you go"

Condolences. Not to you tho.

After he's done murdering tanizaki. Make sure to strangle him. It's the only way to make him calm down.

Only you can tame the monster in him.

If you're a monster then he's more of monster than you.

#seme male reader #bungostraydogs #top male reader #bsd #dazai #dom reader #top reader #dom male reader #bungo stray dogs #dazai osamu #sakunosuke oda #Nathaniel #atsushi #chuuya #chuuya nakahara #atsushi nakajima #toxic relationship #reader is mean

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reminiscentreader · 23 days

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YAYYYYY ok for the first question:

what song do you think i should make a xander hawthorne edit to? (and nash as well)

OKOK so I think for Nash I think maybe like… our song? cause he’s a cuntry gal, or cowboy like me

and for xan I think like paper rings would fit him <33

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six-sealed-saber · 10 months

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the guild literacy headcannons YAY

hello im slowly getting back into the guild and i want to like just word vomit these real quick hdsgjh

these might not all be accurate cause i might just forget some of the characteristics they got so. oops.

- i think all of the rich people know how to read. i feel like thats a given. so both fitzgerald and margaret know how to read and are pretty well read.

- fitzgerald is also a persuasive speaker. hes a buisness man so it would make sense that hes a good speaker as well. margaret isnt. i just think she never needed to, so she doesnt have that skill honed yet.

- hawthorne also knows how to read. hes gotta if he wants to read the bible. i think he would teach children to read as well as a community service act if that makes sense. i also think he is a good public speaker as well! the perks of being a preacher. anyway. both knows how to read and well read.

- melville knows how to read, but i dont think he is well read. he learned the basics and never thought to look more into it. hes a sailor i dont think he had the time. and he doesnt speak so i dont think he has much public speaking skills

- louisa and poe know how to read also and are pretty well read. its a given. they dont have any public speaking skills though, stage fright and anxiety moment.

- twain, surprisingly, is well read and literate. i was gonna make him illiterate but then i remembered hes literally writing a diary and i was like “oh yeah wait.” but i think its a surprise to everyone when they find out that he knows what words mean LMAO

- “does he know?? does he know what that means????” (yes he does. only about 50%)

- im sure hes used his literacy to his advantage when picking up ladies (i am a firm believer that he is a fuckboy/charmer/casanova you will pry that from my cold dead hands.) hes just very charming and i think you’ll either love him or hate him when you first meet him. he knows his way around a conversation and can change the course of it to his advantage very easily. its his CharmTM

- he taught tom and huck how to read and its his worst mistake ever. (their handwriting is horrible. the pencil is as big as them. they can barely hold it)

- anyway. can you tell whos my favourite.

- lucy does know how to read but i also dont think she is well read. she read in the orphanage and was taught a little more in the guild but she just doesnt strike me as the reading type. if that makes sense. she does, however, have public speaking skills. its just her aura, she knows how to command a room. what a gal.

- steinbeck barely knows how to read. i think he would work on the family farm and that would take up most of his time so he just never learned or wasn’t taught very much. he cant do public speaking that well either. hes good with one on one but i think he cracks when its a fairly decent crowd. i dunno i just think hes a loner by accident (he hates loneliness but it just seems to follow him around.)

- lovecraft does not know how to read. when asked how he learned to speak he said “by observing people.” he is a creature of the depths why would he ever need to know what words mean? thats not what creatures do. he doesnt care to learn; probably just figures it out himself.

anyway. thank you for reading my absolute word vomit.

#bungo stray dogs #bsd #the guild bsd #bsd steinbeck #bsd twain #bsd lovecraft #bsd lucy #bsd fitzgerald #bsd louisa may alcott #bsd hawthorne #bsd margaret #bsd melville #i needed somewhere to put this cause i felt like my friends didnt want to hear me talk about this HFKLJD #so if you read it thank you very much legitimately #i love sharing my ideas with people :3 #i love these scrunkles as well theyre so very funny.

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feathered-serpents · 8 months

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So here’s my Baldur’s Gate gal and her guardian!

Her name is Hawthorn, and she’s a wood elf variant half-elf rogue, arcane trickster, with the charlatan background. And I am restarting her playthrough despite getting about ten hours in because while I managed to hook Astarion, I then found Karlach who I had for some reason gotten super late and it was love at first sight. I am restarting the whole game so I can scissor the tiefling

I gave her the burn scar because it in part looks cool but also adds a little more spice (heh) to her romance with Karlach because while I don’t have all the details worked out yet, I think her village or possibly entire small city burned down in a wildfire when she was a child, so she’s now afraid of fire and sleeps away from the rest of the camp because even the smell of a campfire can make her panic.

And I’m ready to feel pain 😎

#baldur’s gate iii #bg3 #baldur’s gate tav #baldur’s gate oc

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blocked-zombieartist · 6 months

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Part 2 of my TIG fanfic. Thinking of calling it “Racetracks and Revelry”

It’s a short piece today, guys, gals, and in-between/non-binary pals. Sorry. The inspo didn’t flow well in the time span.🫤

Avery stifled a laugh out of pity when Grayson stepped out of Daybreak after his five laps. Jameson didn’t bother stifling anything. He was doubled over, guffawing at Grayson’s shaken and possibly sick expression. Even Ashlyn chuckled slightly. As the blonde sat on a bench that wasn’t moving to recover while glaring daggers at everyone, Ashlyn turned to Jameson.

“Alright bud. You ready for your turn? Something tells me you could stand the full ten laps.”

“You know it.” He donned the helmet he was given and got in Daybreak’s passenger seat.

“Buckle up, Jameson. This thing goes fast. Really fast.”

“Sweetheart, I’m Jameson Hawthorne. I’ve gone 200 miles per hour before. You didn’t take Aves and especially not Grayson anywhere near that fast. I mean, come on, it looked like you didn’t even take ‘em faster than maybe 160.” I smirked, feeling confident.

“Oh, so we’ve got someone experienced, huh?” She cocked an eyebrow and smirked right back. “Someone who thinks he’s all that. We’ll see about that, Jameson Hawthorne.” She chuckled. Then she leaned over me and buckled my seat belt. I could feel my breath go slightly more shallow than it had been mere moments before. The air I did get brought with it her intoxicating scent of sandalwood and vanilla. God, it smelled amazing. Wasn’t vanilla a natural aphrodisiac? I wouldn’t be surprised given the way it made me feel. All too soon, she settled back in her seat, while her smell lingered a few seconds longer.

“So then. I’ll take you around the track faster. How does that sound?” she asked me.

“Yeah, sounds great.” I gathered my senses. It wasn’t often that I was jostled. She buckled up and the vehicle lurched from zero to 90 in less than five seconds. I could feel the adrenaline start flowing freely once we passed 120, and she only sped up. Of course, she handled the car masterfully(it was her job, after all), but seeing it first hand was something else. There was a certain grace that it took to handle cars at 150 plus miles per hour, and it came naturally to her. Something about it made her all the more attractive to me. There was just something about going 200 miles per hour with her that made me feel some jitters in my stomach. Is that why they say “butterflies in your stomach”?

The way the sunlight came through the windows at any given moment and ran across her smiling face and and flashed in her milk chocolate-colored eyes thrilled me as much as the ride itself. The look on her face as she focused on the track could have told anyone that this is what she loved to do. Her job was her passion. She and I were cut from the same cloth when it came to speed.

I wondered if we shared anything else in common.

#the inheritance games #jameson hawthorne #beginner writer #fanfic #writeblr #grayson hawthorne #avery kylie grambs #nascar #racing

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danses-with-dogmeat · 1 year

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Thank you for being consistently one of the best Fallout bloggers/writers! I hope to add my name to that list soon enough! Anyway, my request is 🐐🌵 - BIGHORNER Piper Wright, hotwife fetish (A hotwife is a married woman who has sexual relationships outside of her marriage, with the full knowledge and consent of her husband, who himself doesn’t have affairs)

Awww, thank you, omg 😩❤ And I wish you the best with your own writing endeavors!! 😁

But ALRIGHTY, man, this one is pretty steamy, okay. So, I did my best on this, but please be merciful if it's not quite right, since this was a subject that I wasn't all that familiar with writing 😅

(stuff with infidelity, even if it's consensual, isn't my usual MO, but I gave it a try!)

Regardless, I hope you like it!

NSFW under the cut! Minors, please do not interact!

(one last note too, but this also contains some cucking as well, so just throwing that out there so there are no surprises on that account!)

"One last time," Piper whispered to her partner, one hand brushing over their blushing cheek, "You're sure about this?"

"I am." They told her firmly, tilting their head to press a kiss to her palm. "I want this, baby. Wanna see how you are with him. Just the way we talked about."

Her cheeks flushed with heat, a smile forcing the apples of them to scrunch up her hazel-green eyes.

"Okay." Piper pressed her lips to Sole's briefly, before stepping away, and turning back to the occupied bed.

"All ready, sweetheart?" Hawthorne was already naked, spread out over the mattress, propped up on his elbows with a smooth smile on his face and a fierce look in his warm, brown eyes.

Piper nodded to him, feeling the way her heart picked up at the mere sight of his bareness upon her bed, at the thought of what they were about to do, at the feeling of Sole's eyes lingering on her back as they settled on the cushioned chair on the other side of the room.

"C'mere then, I'll take good care of you. They'll see." He jerked his chin in Sole's direction as his gaze stayed glued to the half-naked woman climbing tentatively onto the mattress.

"I see why y'all are doin' this."

Piper trembled as one calloused finger trailed over her arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"A hot-blooded gal like you, an' one so pretty? No reason you should be this shy."

His hand delved lower, brushing lightly over her bra, just hard enough to feel through the padded cup hugging her breast. Piper swallowed hard, wishing she could steel herself, that she could refute him somehow, but what he said... it was true.

Sole wanted to see her come out of her shell, and she'd wanted more experience, and Hawthorne, well... Piper couldn't pretend she didn't notice the way his eyes would linger on her in the Dugout, how he'd stop by the paper stand to chat her up. She'd always been flattered, and deep down, interested, but when Sole came along... his flirting with her didn't seem so harmless anymore.

"Go on, baby." Sole encouraged quietly from their corner. "Show him what you've got, huh?"

Their voice tore her from her stupor, and sent a wave of energy charging through her body, and suddenly, she was pressing forward. Rather than flinching away, as she might've done, if not for her partner's encouragement, Piper arched her chest into Hawthorne's touch, scooting herself closer to him and moving to straddle his thighs as her arms reached behind to unclasp her bra for him.

Hawthorne's hand pulled away as the garment fell, his blown-out eyes settling on her curves as she was revealed to him. A low whistle left his lips as he looked on, as he took in her form with a greedy expression setting his features aglow.

"Don't know how long I've been waiting to see this."

He breathed to her, his hands warm against her hips as he hauled her forward and firmly into his lap. Piper gasped as she braced her hands on the hardness of his chest, her face growing redder by the second at his overt attentions and blunt manhandling.

"To feel this." Rough hands smoothed up her body, more firm than Sole's tended to be as they grasped at her freed breasts, thumbs kneading over the sensitive buds there as his fingers pressed almost bruisingly into the softness beneath them.

"E-easy there, big guy. Don't tear them off."

She finally found her voice, accompanied by a nerve-rich chuckle, as her mind began to clear of it's anxious fog and she lost herself to the sensations starting to run through her body. Heat was gathering deep in her belly with each touch, each heavy breath, at the sight of this man's bared cock, dark and straining up against his stomach, so close to her most intimate place; with the knowledge that Sole was getting an eyeful from behind, watching intently as her ass moved and her hips began to grind down experimentally against the man beneath her.

A sudden groan interrupted Hawthorne's light chuckle as she moved her hips forward, connecting her lightly-clothed heat with the exposed underside of his hardened length.

"Little minx, aren't ya?" His hands fell from her breasts to her hips again, helping to lift her so she could rub more effectively over his cock. "Knew you had it in ya."

"You like this?" She rolled her hips against him, punctuating her question with the movement and promptly getting her answer as he bit into his lower lip, barely managing to stifle the groan that left him. "You haven't seen anything yet."

Cheekily, Piper grinned at him, her confidence growing with each sound that left him, each twitch of his cock under her fervent attentions.

Across the room, and through the commotion raging through her heat-addled brain, Piper heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down, the shuffling of fabric as Sole looked on towards their partner.

"I was hoping you'd say that." Hawthorne managed to growl out, and in the next moment, his fingers were moving to brush over the moistened fabric of her cotton panties, delving inside only briefly, to feel the way her wetness was seeping through, to rub teasingly over her clit. It was almost clumsy, the way his fingers dragged over her before pulling away, so unlike Sole's, the way they took their time, the way they knew her body like their own, knew every point of pleasure, knew the tricks to make her positively beg for them.

Hawthorne was different.

He left her wanting, left her yearning for that rough feeling over her, that graceless pressure that didn't quite satisfy, but was still leaps and bounds ahead of feeling nothing at all. He loved just as she'd always imagined he would. It was different, but certainly not unwelcome.

"Damn, girl." He breathed, dark eyes hooded as his fingers teased her heat, "If I didn't know better, I'd say you've thought about this before."

The words were whispered, maybe so Sole wouldn't hear, or perhaps just loud enough that Hawthorne knew that they would.

"Barely touched ya and you're already wet and ready for me."

Piper groaned as his lips grazed her earlobe, one hand still exploring the space between her thighs while the other roved over her backside, holding her in place and palming over the curve of her ass all at once.

"I-it's true." She said back to him, playing into his hand. "Sole said it themself. I deserve better, I... I deserve more."

He hummed into her as his plush lips met the column of her neck, licking a hot stripe over her before giving a harsh suck that was bound to leave a mark in its stead.

Piper's fingers flexed at his shoulders, her nails leaving marks of her own upon his skin, and Hawthorne's sinful digits delved lower once more, into the sanctuary of her soft, scarlet panties, and began to prod wantonly at her slickened entrance.

"I deserve you." She continued, her mind briefly drawn from her body as she heard Sole's breath catch behind her, as she registered the slight sounds of them pleasuring themselves to the sight of her infidelity.

"I deserve this." Her hips swung forwards, sliding her core along the length of his shaft with a firm pressure that had him gasping against the skin of her neck.

Not a moment passed, and a pair of Hawthorne's prodding fingers demanded entrance into her, stretching her walls with their thickness in retaliation of her own teasing actions against him.

"Hell yeah. You do." His lips left her as Hawthorne leaned back, to take in the sight of her scrunched brows, her half-open mouth; to better hear the sounds of her pleasure, that spilled from her lips as his fingers began to dance inside her.

"And me?" Hawthorne stopped as suddenly as he started, and Piper didn't have the time or resolve to hold back the whine of frustration at the sudden absence of him as his fingers were pulled away.

Her eyes blinked open in time to catch the way he snickered at her reaction, a cockiness in his expression that made her blush and want to look away for her own lack of it. Piper looked down to escape the expression, and her gaze was met with the even more blush-inducing sight of Hawthorne taking his swollen cock in hand, and positioning the tip against her soaked panties.

"I'd like to think I deserve this too." He finished, as one hand pulled the fabric of her underwear to the side, and the other guided the head of his cock to her entrance. Slowly, she felt herself ease forward to allow him access.

Him. Another person.

Not her Sole.

Piper bit her lip as she felt him breach her.

"Goddamn." Hawthorne breathed. "Hope you're looking, there, Sole."

His own groan interrupted him as Piper wiggled her hips and sank down until he was buried to the hilt inside her. She panted at the stretch of him, the feeling foreign as another filled her.

Foreign, she thought, but still... definitely not unwelcome.

"Cuz this? If it looks half as good as it feels, you're in for something good."

Before either of them could move properly, Piper chanced a glance over her shoulder and back at her partner seated behind her.

Sole's eyes were half-lidded as they looked on, lust fogging their gaze and slackening their expression as they watched their partner get settled in the lap of another man. Their hand moved slowly over their heat, rhythmically stroking over themselves, even as Hawthorne began to grind his hips below her. She bit her lips at the new sensation, eyes still locked to theirs. A final question, before the heat in her mind took over, before the excitement of it all captured her and whisked her away, her gaze asked Sole one more time if this is what they wanted.

Without words, without ceremony, Sole looked straight back to her, and they nodded.

#1.5k event #1.5k celebration #fallout #fallout companions #fallout 4 #fallout 4 companions #fallout piper #piper wright #piper fo4 #hawthorne fo4 #fallout hawthorne #fallout npc #fallout 4 npcs #dwd.nsfw #bighorner

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kychocoru · 10 months

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I miss Steven so much 😭😭😭 and i make a lot sketches Steven and my oc, Agatha Hawthorn.

I redesign her and decide give Agatha with long hair since my oc x canon gals ocs are mostly short hair 😭😅

#steven stone x oc #steven stone #daigo tsuwabuki #pokemon oc #pokemon

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rarelyseencephalopod · 10 months

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I hit post limit so I couldn't rb but,

Ty for that 🥲 (I've spent ~50k words writing from their perspective at this point and I always seem to post about them on new manga chapter drops when I'm not thirsting for Fyodor so this was such a vindication 🙏)

For you of course I would say Hawthorne (you have studied this man under a microscope it feels)! But also Mitchell too!

Whenever I see ur Sigma posts I always find them super intriguing! I've been meaning to read that fic of yours btw, which I know Sigma features in!

Also ty ty Hawthorne is very dear to me as I've been fascinated with The Scarlet Letter for years now, so seeing a character based around the novel was an utter delight to me lmao

And Mitchell!! My gal!! I DEARLY wish more had been done with her in canon tbh (there is still yet hope perhaps 🥲)

#Thank you so much!!!#asksquid

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galaxymermaid214 · 11 months

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change: Has your OC ever drastically changed their appearance? Significant haircuts, big tattoos, complete wardrobe swap, etc? Why? How do they feel about the change?

For Aayla and your new gal, please <3

For Aayla, her Alex Hawthorne persona was a big change in both personality and looks. Before she could play the part, she had to look the part. So she dyed her hair from black to bright blue and wore flashier, more ostentatious makeup than she ever did on Earth. Once she dropped the persona, she gradually started wearing less makeup and let her black roots grow out. The only time she went back to being "Alex" was during the raid on Tartarus, when all of Halcyon was watching her.

Kathryn hasn't changed her look all that much over the years. She's always worn baggy neutral colors and had her red hair tied in a ponytail. The only major change is that after college she swapped her glasses for contacts, as the latter was far more practical to police work. After she and Luis get together, she slowly starts incorporating more color into her wardrobe.

#the outer worlds #captain aayla #resident evil #kathryn o'ryan #thanks for the ask!#oc questions

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austajunk · 1 year

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Could you tell us more about your potions dealer OC?

Omgosh! Sure thing! Thanks <3

Her name is Roberta Hawthorne and she is basically a character inspired by all the crafting and potion/alchemy-based games I’ve been playing lately. She was a normal and rather popular and cool-girl type of college student who inherits her estranged and messed up parents’ underground potions’ business. Upon returning home to settle things up after the passing of her parents, she discovers the secret underground of fantasy and supernatural beings who rely on the potions her family cornered the market in—and the huge amount of enemies her parents made too!

She’s basically a gal out of her depth with potion work and totally not ready to take up a basically illegal business in the dark underbelly of the human realm. ^^ That’s essentially the story I’ve been planning for her. :)

#not danganronpa #original characters #Roberta Hawthorne (OC)#took her last name from Ace Attorney haha #potions #I played too much Atelier Ryza!#OCs #thanks for the ask!#thank you so much for asking about her #I’m really loving drawing OCs after such a long while

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thornstocutyouwith · 1 year

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Name: Jensen Hayden Coldblood

Meaning of Name: Jensen: God is gracious. Hayden: Hay field, Valley, Hill. Coldblood: Done or acting without consideration, compunction, or clemency.

Nickname(s): Jen, Serge,

Age: 28

Birthday: November 4 (New Earth)

Species/Nationality: Vampire/Leshy Child Hybrid(Alive), Russian-American

Accent: Yes

Language Spoken: English, Russian, Danish, Moldovan,

Powers:

Part 1

Part 2

Weaknesses/Illness/Allergies: Has a rare illness, Alpha-gal syndrome,Light Deity Physiology beings, Divine Power Negation, Divine Power Immunity/Negation/Absorption, Scales and skin may dry when overexposed to the Sun or artificial heat, such as fires or heaters, Lunar Deity Physiology and Solar Deity Physiology, Users may be outdated by new gods, May be slain by users of Transcendent Weaponry, Omnislayer, The user's power can be sealed, separated, or diminished by special means, Archangels can be proven as equals, May be subject to and/or dependent on a higher being, such as a Demon Lord, Transcendent Demon, Fallen Transcendent Angel or Anti-God. May have to answer to a being of higher power, Vulnerable to certain rituals and prayers, especially those of a Shrine Maiden or Shinto Priest. Deity Consumption/Divine Power Absorption/Divine Power Negation/Divine Power Immunity/Divine Slayer, If vampires and werewolves are natural enemies, one may be vulnerable to their bite/scratch, Weak to Vampirism Immunity users, Easily spotted due to defiled ground around its roots, May be overpowered by Werewolf Physiology or other Werebeast Physiology, Dislike sunlight and depend on darkness and isolation to hunt victims, Need to regularly feed like any vampire, Energy Drain/Vampirism can deplete them of their reserves of power and starve them to death, Even more so, they might be constantly craving to satiate their hunger. More so than a normal vampire, Vampires have traditionally several weaknesses, but how effective these are to an individual vampire varies greatly: Light Aversion: Direct sunlight may cause instant Disintegration, burn like fire or prevent the use of supernatural powers.

Originally, vampires had to sleep in their coffin during the day, and sunlight wasn't fatal, they were merely dormant during the day making it "easy" to sneak up on them. Ultraviolet light may be especially effective. Stabbed in the Heart/Stakes: Wooden stake through the heart. In most modern depictions, this is fatal; in the original folklore, it merely stops the vampire from leaving their coffin. In most of the older stories, one had to use a hammer or a grave digger's shovel to drive the stake in, which meant that vampire stakings mainly happened during the day when the vampire was asleep. In some cases a special specimen of wood is needed for the stake to be effective, commonly Hawthorn, and occasionally it needs to be blessed or enchanted. Some may die just by driving anything through the heart. This worked in the original folklore as they used to drive iron and steel through the heart.

Metal Aversion: Certain vampires have been known to be harmed and even killed by silver, especially stakes to the heart. Decapitation - and as a bonus point, this one isn't exactly exclusive to vampires; it conveniently works on almost any supernatural creature, and humans too. Then again, so does a stake through the heart. Holy Aversion. Crosses: but not necessarily other religious symbols. In modern renditions, this is usually subject to the power of belief of the wielder, the vampire, both, or neither. Possibly against Holy Powers. Certain plants or substances, garlic or silver being most common.

Pet: Anaconda (Hugubert, Male)

Occupation: Nobility, Battle tactician, Pharmacist

Faceclaim: Kit Harington

Description: Dark brown hair that’s dyed a blood red color. Dark brown eyes. 13 scars. Has 9 tattoos. Has 7 piercings.

Outfit/Accessories/Jewelry: Has a sharp, summer like fashion style. Katana. Gun.

Height: 5’8”

Weight: 137

Body Build: Average/Fit

Backstory/Background:

One of the first ancestors of the Coldblood family in the year of 247 was just a small child when they had come across a stranger while out on a shopping trip with their mother. While on this trip the small child would happen to come across a stranger. When they approached this stranger the child would learn that in their world grew a special tree. Not just one, actually. But there are many kinds of special trees. They would be told that these trees could take them to other worlds. That each tree had come with a color and a symbol to represent these worlds. Any who so happened to travel through the trees could also be changed by them, in some way.

The child would then further listen to this stranger as they would tell them that there was a world outside of their own that needed help. But before this stranger could reveal the name of this world, and how to get to it, the child's mother had come to collect the child. As well as giving a scolding to them about wandering off the way that they had. For many years this child would remember this encounter with the strange man. They would, in their adult life, search for the special trees. When they found them and a good place to grow them not long after, the ancestors would build the Coldblood Family Home and begin to plant the first tree’s. Blue Tree’s. These trees would become the tree’s the family would be known for.

Though as the years went by and the ancestor found more, they moved all the tree’s to their massive land, and fenced it off with a power that would not permit any outside of the family and those allowed to work in the forest, inside. Because inside the forest, past the Blue Tree’s, there were other tree’s. Tree’s of many colors, trees with many symbols. Trees that could indeed, take anyone to other worlds. One in particular kind of tree often would summon evil beings. Which the Coldbloods would kill. Though when one ancestor had one day disappeared into one of the tree’s, many had forgotten the person. All but some of the family. When these members were the last to survive they had become too afraid to keep the powerful barrier keeping the monsters from the tree’s inside.

So the monsters would also begin to become a part of their world, too. By the year 3604 in their world Kingdom's had formed, and been long standing benchmarks in the world. The creatures who came into it would also have integrated into it, becoming different humanoid species or similar. The Coldbloods would also be affected by these changes. The stories of the stranger who spoke of trees that could take others to different worlds had also continued like it was a myth throughout the ages, into the present day. As well as the fame of the Blue Tree’s and the Coldblood family who had been the only ones to grow the special trees would become more than myth in the world. The Coldblood’s would cease to be one species or another, as well, as they intermingled. The stranger who spoke of the tree’s however was always spoken about, and by many children, wished for.

Though many had once suspected the Blue Tree’s of the Coldblood’s to be the trees from the stories. No one could figure out how to travel with them. Except for the Coldblood how one day disappeared into them. As well as stories of the creatures that came out of them, a long time ago. Though it is impossible to get their hands on the trees because the Coldblood’s ancestor had ensured no other could have any of the trees but them, and no one could enter the forest, but a Coldblood, or those with the Coldbloods permission.

This is where our story officially begin with Jensen himself.

Jensen was born into the Noble Coldblood family. He was born into the Dark Element Kingdom. Which held the fertile lands that grew their ancient forest of majorly Blue Tree’s. As a small child Jensen would be spoiled by his mother and father. However, His mother and his father were actually very terrible people. His father was a creature of godly proportions, with control over Nature and other such similar elements. Jensen’s mother was what would be known as a vampire. Due to their fame and wealth and his being their only child, in what many would assume to be a dying family, Jensen was doted on by his usually unkind mother and father.

However, when Jensen was old enough to understand his parents' kindness toward him was not shared toward others, he found himself to be disgusted by them. This would stay with him till the day they both died. Jensen would have to often sit through his parents' horrendous talking down of staff that worked for them. Or the commoners when they were out on daily walks or trips with what they considered the ‘peon’s’. Jensen would also learn not only that his parents had hated the poor. But they were also compulsive and disgusting liars. While he was the official sole heir and only child of his parents that could inherit the Coldblood Family’s lineage. There had also been rumors that Jensen would often overhear as a boy, that his parents had had other children with different people.

As he learned how to read he would find these rumors inside of papers and magazines, and not just the gossip of the staff. Which would tell him that his family had been, while famous and revered, also a bit of a laughing stalk in recent years because of his parents behavior and cut throat actions. Continuing to feel animosity the older he got and the more information he was allowed to have access to of his parents, Jensen started going out into outings on his own. Building his own kind of reputation with the people of the Kingdom his family were nobles for. Jensen would wander into a den of the homeless, and when approached by a man he would lend them some money he had on him from his own savings. This however was noticed and eventually got back to his parents.

When his parents had learned about Jensen’s kind actions they took it more as a way of ruining their reputation. Which they had imagined was good. So because of this action they would stop spoiling Jensen and turn their anger back onto him. Showing him who they actually were, finally. They locked their son up in a hidden room for the next several years. Keeping him away from the outside world. They would abuse Jensen so badly that he would eventually stop being kind. Which was their goal in the end, to make him just like them, in the end. Jensen would stay in the hidden room till he was seventeen years old. When he was let out of this room Jensen took his opportunity and escaped from his family, leaving his family home in the night and disappearing. He would never see his parents again.

After he left home Jensen would take on the name Serge as an alias. He would work odd jobs across the lands wherever he went to keep his family off his trail. While he travels he picks up pharmacy and becomes a pharmacist for a time. He also notices that each land is based on an element and within each land there are certain species of creatures that could not have survived in other kingdoms. He also comes to understand that not only was his own parents cruel, but most of the people across each kingdom are also cruel and that the lands and their people are at war because the king of his home kingdom, splitting from the family of the Light Kingdom. Since that day the people have lost all hope that there is love left in it. Even though the kings and queens try their hardest to do the best for the kingdoms. This does not seem to be working however.

Then one day Jensen would hear that his parents had both been murdered, and it was all because of the people's frustration over Jensen’s disappearance. Jensen headed back home then, and he reclaimed his noble title. As well, he continued to allow the Blue Tree’s to be sold once again, at more reasonable prices. For furniture, and such like this. Never as a whole. As it had always been since the first ancestor planted the first Blue Tree. Jensen would also start to wear the Blue Tree symbol of his household and begin to work closer to the King of the Dark Kingdom, as well. Though as he was going through the old history of his family, he would discover in older journals that the myth of traveling to other worlds through tree’s was ...a lot less myth, and a lot more a reality.

However, he would keep this to himself. As mentioned in the journals, it would be dangerous if word got out about the tree’s and their true capability, outside of being just a pretty little fashion statement for rich assholes to adorn their homes with.

(Work In Progress)

Personality:

Kind, Odd, Smart, Random, Weird, Childish, Flexible, Healthy, Innovative, Personable, Stable, Punctual, Adventurous, Charismatic, Artful, Busy, Big-Thinking, Physical, Determined, Old-fashioned, Questioning, Meddlesome, Scornful, Brutal, Blunt, Arrogant, Mean, Rude, Obnoxious, Jerk,

Quirks/Savvies/Other: Bullet with a name (Theme Song). KWIRA, Can't eat meat due to illness, Mostly eats fruit and sweet food, Thinks cats can see his soul, Names and talks to all personal weapons, Commits petty crimes, Foot-taps when worried, Cosmetic Eyeglasses, Will go out of his way to avoid taking a left turn, Doesn’t understand puns, Not having an indoor voice, Annoyed by natural disasters, Hoards things, Has a sensitive nose and flower smells give him headaches, Light sleeper, Gestures when he talks, Makes odd noises when he’s stressed, Strokes hair, Skills: Fishing, Skating, Evaluating Items, Surveillance Technology, Financial Planning, Foraging, Tactics, Timing, Personal Productivity, Singing, Sculpting, Breath Control, Macrobiology, Self-Discipline, Hobbies: Card Tricks, Playing Music, Origami, Hydro Dipping, Digital Art, Coding, Carrier Pigeons, Snowboarding, Escape Rooms, Making Mosaics, Record Collecting, Acroyoga, Survivalist Prepping, Paintball, Word Searches, Decorating, Adult Kickball, Botany, Construction, Quilting, Herbalism, Journaling,

Likes: Sweets, Animals, Books, Musical Instruments, The Moon, The Stars, Mind Games, Antiques, Documentaries, Riddles, Amusement Parks, Sports Bars, Open Spaces, Lions, Shounen Anime, Drawing Fanart, The Rolling Stones, Vampires, Hot Water, The color Pink, Reptiles,

Dislikes: The Dark, The Rain, Thunder, Needles, Blood, Violence, The Sun, Vegetables, Twitter, Seashells, Nonfiction Books, Complaints, Water Parks, Stationary, Napping, Small Hours, Lounges, Lakes, Theology, Bowties, Elves, Batman, Insects,

Fears: Blood, Bees, Failure, The color Yellow, Heat,

Personality Tests:

Other: Scorpio,

Parent(s):

-> Father:

-> Mother:

Sibling(s): None.

Other Relatives: Rafael Coldblood-Ravencroft, Cole Coldblood-Ravencroft, Jupiter Coldblood-Ravencroft, Caleb Coldblood, Percival Knight-Coldblood, Oakley Coldblood-Ravencroft, Izaac Coldblood-Ravencroft, Elizabeth Coldblood, Casper Coldblood-Ravencroft, Jared Coldblood, Damion Coldblood-Sparrow, Angelus Endless-Coldblood, Dietrich Coldblood-Ravencroft, Maximus Coldblood-Ravencroft, Carson Endless, Thurinon Endless, Tristan Endless, Leven Coldblood-Ravencroft, Theophanes Coldblood-Ravencroft,

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Chat’s

Para’s

Face

Stuff

Information

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All

Alternate Universes

#Bios #JensenBio #Old Muse

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newmoonjuno · 2 years

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Is it probably bad to think of another potential WIP and talk about it? Maybe, but hey! I am doing it anyway. In another example of, "the characters came first, what will their plot be later". So let me talk and lemme here your thoughts!

We're calling this one "Right Where You Left Me" because that is actually a very core song.

So, meet the two characters who kind of sit at the forefront!

The black haired gal is Dolores Menendez, or Doll for short. The orange hair girl is Cressida Hawthorne, who goes by Crest.

Doll has a sense of justice to her; though part of it is in her fear of being forgotten. Crest is meant to be to kind of cold yet eccentric vibe to her, her mind absorbed in weaving stories and ideas.

In their original story (and this is when they were apart of a fandom), they both grew up as child stars and went through a similar trauma by the same person. Doll had to leave her work, while Crest continues to be a star.

So what was their relationship like? I had it a few ways.

The focus is kind of of Dolores' perspective; she felt drawn to Crest because of their experiences and thought of her and tried to be a supportive friend - almost to the point that it's very likely she had a crush on her at the same time.

When it comes to Crest, my mind always leans to the relationship between one-sided and she kept Doll around because she liked that Doll doted on her. Doll leaving certainly was an eye-opener for her, and she was upset about it. Whether she regrets it and misses Doll's company or detests her and likes to mess with her- it's hard to say.

A lot of my ideas were centered on the idea of Doll feeling frozen in time, the world moving around her and the kind of lonliness it brings. Doll realizing she idealized Crest as well was a fun topic to explore versus them ever having an actual romantic relationship.

I pulled them out the fandom they were so I'm kind of wondering how I want to write them. I might rewrite the backstories a little but keep some of the same beats.

I have either mentioned it here or told at least one or two people of a superhero WIP - this was the original setup. Dolores was leaving her old acting career to join her city's superhero team; Crest meanwhile ends up associating with villains and kind of leaned towards not liking Doll much anymore (and since I kind of treated this as a potential trilogy, Crest would have tried to do better and despite Doll realizing how Crest treated was messed up and not forgiving her, she still tried to be good. Doll would have invisibility based powers if I remember, and she called herself Memento (and she had a future girlfriend). Crest had more illusionary powers.

(This one I know is the strongest in terms of premise ideas, but I'm not confident enough at the same time to make the psychic powers from Halos and Poppies WIP and the superpower heroes here different feeling enough and I don't want to feel like I'm stale, if that makes sense.)

Taking the dynamic of their relationship and carrying alot of the same beats, perhaps have a lot of fairy tale motifs going on? Kind of meant to explore the girls a lot more as a whole, and carries the gravitas of Crest not being good for Doll and Doll overcoming her stuff.

Something magicky? Perhaps a magic school or something? This is kind of the weakest idea, but part of me can imagine them as like having them to be rivals too? Perhaps mix up the fairy tale stuff in the mix as well?

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#wip: right where you left me #dolores menendez #cressida hawthorne #doll menendez #crest hawthorne #writblr #writeblr #writing community

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