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Happy 8th Anniversary to Undertale! (don't know who I'd be without it honestly). 😭😭😭
(definitely not the first time I'm drawing classic sans on this blog LFMAO)
AND WE ARE GOING TO IGNORE THE FACT THERE WAS A TYPO LMFAO
#my art#sans#caycantdoodle#sans undertale#classic sans#og sans#lazybones#lex x sans?#yeah most likely#though honestly this isn't directly anything ship based?#more so as something for me tbh#this character alone helped me out of a bad place.#my comfort boi#literally getting two tattoos with quotes from him#idk what im saying anymore#been sobbing all morning drawing this LOL#okie i go now teehee
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🥀✨🗡
#so i am doing ye olde browsing into the wiki for more lore right and i wind up in the m*arquis wiki right#and as im reading i learn more about him right bc teehee i love him#and like……. crime boss beloved right high table dearest 🥀🗡#BUT b*ill the actor who plays him said he thought of the character as having an non aristocratic background like he grew up in poverty?#which was the reason for the extravagant suits and ever since i have been going INSANE all day ✨😵💫#and that he was an assassin before the titles like it’s giving me THOUGHTS#bc with karols new lore like she was in the phones (now that AND a radio host teehee in Paris) and doing a bit of thievery on the side right#i mean what if they knew each other back then u know? they’ve known each other for much longer than either say right……#theyve always wanted to reshape the table as they saw fit u know? and had a PLAN to achieve that <3#and it was him to encourage her to woo santo? (shooting himself in foot though bc baby boy entered a wicked jealous era but like…. the plan)#but then he was zeroed by John and so she was like oooo okie dokie 🥀😌)#(ofc power gets to him and poor karol was like 🥀✨🤷♀️ YIKES)#i think they lose contact and then reuniting then THEY get married and then he died 🥀✨💀#and that is the new lore of dear girl karol 🥀✨🤭#j*ohn w*ick verse karol you iconic dear you !!!!!!!#oc: karolina pajari#x: karolina x vincent#leg.txt#ash got to hear the lore essay about them first 🥀✨🗡🤭 !!!!!! they’re everything rn to me skzjzjjz#(and bc fellow marquis appreciator!!!!!!!! you get it!)#IM MOVING AT A SNAILS PACE BUT I AM WORKING ON IT !!!!!!!!#like listen it may or may not be canon but it is canon to ME and fits so well with karolinas lore 🥀✨🤭✨#and even ties her into the connections with chiara as he and cosimo were both friends back then?#and maybe even valentina as well? that’s my two social climbers 🗡✨🥀🤭
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I'm just remembering my mitsuba theme.... making themes is actually pretty fun :o
#it takes forever and i feel like changing it now would be too soon...#freminurple for life okies ❗#i might change my dc pfp to belphie instead but augh waddle dee theme would be perfect#especially if its kirby cafe!!!!!#omg waiter dee.. the plushie i have aaa#ive tried making kirby theme but it just. doesnt go that way#waddle dees will save my life#sorry belphie </3#posts.nae#little ramble teehee
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Wake Up.
#my art#its been a while since i drew minecraft stuff for myself here#this is really angsty LOL#was reading the end poem again and thought...........what if it was angsty#sorry im being edgy and stuff#also new mc sona design teehee#theres gonna be more in the next few days oki i go now bye
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SUNNNNNNNNIEEEEEEE I SERVED CUNT TODAY OMG LEMME TELL U
I work at a fashion college so basically we were doing runways to promote our designs to our school- and it was like a fricking musical or some shit, bc I was a designer, so I doooon't go on stage, but no. A model was sick, so I had to replace her bc I was pretty enough??? Idk wtf that meant.
But I wear baggy clothes bc im too tired for everything and I had to wear a skin tight dress tf 😭😭😭
AND OFC SOME STUPID MODEL IN THE CORNER IS ALL "She isn't gonna look good in that, just give it to me," And you KNOW I had to go on stage now. (I am a gym freak, bc I'd much rather take my stress out on work outs rather than alcohol)
and when I tell you, I HAD EVERYBODY GAGGED
I HAD THE LESBIANS RUNNING
I WAS SO HAPPY
OKI THATS IT BYE BYE HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT/AFTERNOON/EVENING/DAWN/IDK BUT I LOVE UR WORK BAE
AHHHH IM SORRY FOR REPLYING LATE TO THIS BABY BUT IM SO SO HAPPY FOR U!!!
the model will catch these hands i promise. fuck they meant “she isnt gonna look good in that”??????? like who even says that. thats so mean girl (gender neutral) of them >:((
and hell yes to u bodying that dress?????? shut their ass up for real!!! had i been in that room, i too would be running with the lesbians bet!!!!
teehee thank u so so much for sharing with me this beautiful moment!! smooches u lots and i hope ur having an amazing day/night/afternoon too!!!!!! and awww thank u so much <333
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“The many faces of Rosie” -A quote by @malue-505 (After I had spammed her with multiple photos of just Rosie’s face expressions and fangirling 💀)
Quick heads up! I’m not sure if this can count as spoilers for Hazbin Hotel (Which by the way if you haven’t watched it yet, you should cause in my own personal opinion I think it’s pretty cool so far!) if it’s just cropped pictures of one singular character, plus the beloved red deer dude in one of them psshtthhsh shhh- And a random goofy mini personal theory rant. But uh, yeah you’ve been warned! :)
Another warning!! Imma become a mad limp simp in this post and rant about Rosie being adorable, cause uh it’s fun for me and this is my blog so yeah <3 If you don’t want to see that, then just ignore all the text and just brief by the pictures I suppose? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Honestly I live for Rosie doing, “:O”!! It makes me so happy, help, it’s what motivated me to make this post ngl 😭❤️
I just keep thinking of it as like, Rosie pog face moment lmao 😩
THIS FACE THOUGH D: (The urge I get from this to be like: “Look what’ve you done, what did you do to make Rosie so shooketh? HM? 🫵🤨)
Look at her..just LOOK at her! She’s just utterly flabbergasted for at least two whole scenes!? 😤
Oki teehee, nevermind cause she happi now, look at her smile 😊
AHEM, I still have more Rosie pictures to share! Though I just wanna drop a thanks to @malue-505, for just listening to my yapping about Rosie lmao and helping me get some of these photos after I asked her if she could for me <3
Anyways her design is so slayyy, like have I mentioned that I love her yet? 🤭
AAA she’s so smug with that face, I’m a sucker for fancy lady characters with sharp teeth gah!! 🤩
Dude. The way she just sits there so politely and smiles… 🥺 (Also ignore Alastor in the last photo, this ain’t about him 😒)
Mwahs for Rosie cause she needs more love I swear!! I feel like before the actual show and when we only had the pilot to go off of Rosie wasn’t talked about enough! Maybe cause she appeared in only like one shot, but either way- I just really like her :’D
This image GOT me though man, she has that kind of smile where it’s like you just told her the most devastating news ever and she wasn’t fully listening. So she started to smile and nod while you’re standing there dumbfounded by that reaction 😀👍
Last photo of her here I swear (For now at least lmao :>), anyways I don’t know why but I got a feeling/mini theory that in the “Hello Rosie” episode that’s about to drop. Alastor finna callup home girl girlie Rosie and ask her if she can bring all of the cannibals from the colony to help defend the hotel from the upcoming heavenly attack. Or just use the cannibals to help rebuild the hotel once it most likely gets destroyed from the extermination 😍 It probably won’t happen cause Alastor could just probably have the power to do it himself, but it’s just really funny for me to imagine :’D
But I mean hey, think about it!! Maybe Rosie will wanna help cause then just like Alastor did during the overlord meeting, she’ll and the other cannibals will get to have a taste of an angel or something 💀
Conclusion: I just adore Rosie, she’s neat to me and her faces so far are fricken adorable to me!! I can’t wait to hear what she’ll sound like, especially when singing gahh! Definitely one of my top favorite characters 🥰
#hazbin hotel#rosie hazbin hotel#ignore my doo doo trash quality of the images#link's rant post#no I don’t care if she didn’t speak a single line that entire episode she first appeared in 🙄#she’s still so bbg to me and such a sweetheart <33#and no Ducky I do not care if she’s a cannibal that just adds onto a point for why I like her!! >:(#I mean what who said that uh#anyways so totes McGee you can’t guess who one of my favorite characters are at all 😼👍#also I did compulsively draw her and will post it eventually… ☺️#(bro on gosh the way I spent days having this post in drafts is crazy to me 💀)
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LETS GOOOOO BEACH PARTY HYPE!!!! THIS IS SO FUNSIES. JUMPING INTO THE SEA RN <333 and SUPER GRATS FOR YA TUNA!!!! 800 MILESTONE IS HELLA HYPE nice job!!! GL W HANDLING THIS EVENT TOO <3 anyway here’s my entry 🙏 (hopefully this is an okie way of submitting)
“Whaaat?! Tuna’s having a seaside party?! That’s so sick! I wanna go!!! Let’s take a looksie~ Gotcha! I’ll get this submission done in no time!”
“I’m plannin’ on having the GREATEST TIME OF MY LIFE, duh! Splashing around and having tropical drinks?! Totes my vibe! Gonna wear a cute swimming suit with ruffles n’ all, with a cute pair of sunglasses! The color? Salmon, obvs! Gotta go with the fave! Oh, oh! And one of those shirts with the flamingo print!”
“I’ll probs bring some floaties too, a boogie board, a big duck maybe. Aaaand a water gun or two. Me and Acey’ll have the greatest water gun fight EVER! How’d I convince him to come? Pshh, DW, it’s pretty easy. Just tell him he’s a chicken to face you in a water gun fight, and done! I can get a plus one in no time flat. Teehee, maybe I can get Leona to join in too~”
“Though... maybe we’ll have to do it when Floyd’s distracted or something. He’s fun to play around with most of the time, but I don’t wanna die when there’s so much fun to be had...!”
I HOPE ITS NOT TOO LONG WWW 🙏 here’s her profile just in casies too!!! AND FINALLY. the fit
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Ashi and Ace arrived to the beach as things were still getting started.
Tuna waved at the two as they continued to blow up various floats. Tuna quickly pointed towards an array of items ready to play with, among them shined full water guns.
Remembering Ashi's previous teasing, Ace was quick to secure one and run into the water.
Ace gave his signature smirk and yelled "Come oooon Ashi!! Or are you the chicken now huh?"
Not taking any of Ace's tom foolery, Ashi ran to the water with her duck float, determined to make him eat those words!
Taking higher ground seemed like a great idea! Ride the duck and shoot freely! However, that was a short lived idea as Ace was quick to get the upper hand and knock the float over.
Despite this, Ashi readied her next attack and began a barrage of splashes. The two were back and forth in a heated battle of true youth!
After a good few rounds of back and forth bickering over who was winning, Ashi and Ace had to stop and see what Tuna was yelling about now. Turns out the drinks and snacks were finally set up. A comical gurgle of stomachs brought the fight to a truce and the two raced to the buffet for some ice cold drinks!
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💖 💖💖 AAAAAA!!!! THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST AND THE HYPE!!!! WHEN YOU SAID BIG DUCK I IMMEDIATLEY WAS LIKE DUCK FLOATY!!! DUCK FLOATY NOW!!!!! LOLOLOL
This was a great entry thank you so much for attending!!! ^o^
#TunasSeaSideSQ#event request#tuna be talkin#ashipiko#twst#twst fanart#twst oc#twst ace#ace trappolla#twst fanevent#tuna be writin
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…so i heard you do matchups 👀 (feel free to ignore this ;w;)
i’m 5’2, with brown hair and brown/green (central heterochromia, woo!) eyes. i have a taste for music, drawing, reading, video games, and puns, and know the basics on how to play the guitar. i also hope to one day get into botany, woodworking, animation, and coding, with a dream job of being a voice actor ^^
according to my friends i’m a considerate person who goes out of my way to make them happy, but to me i’m a menace for the bit who likes to bug people to hang out constantly. i’m usually a super cuddly and clingy person to people i like, but always make sure to get permission if they’re touch-adverse. if someone infodumps to me, i listen, though i also tend to infodump a lot as well. according to my friends i’m also a great conversationalist, according to me i can’t hold a conversation on one topic longer than 5 minutes unless someone is infodumping.
you heard correct!! and thou shall be my last one of the night <3333 (pls forgive me everyone! this has been fun tho hehe)
oki oki let’s hop into this dear anon
my first thought was to match you up with our best gal April O’Neil
& I have reasons!!! but just in case you wanted a turtle I also shall match you up with one too down below c:
I mainly chose April because it sounds like you are quite the busy bee!! You are doing a lottttt, multi-tasking even??? And April has those tendencies as well, she cannot stick to one thing, she’s done all kinds of clubs, and has all kinds of diff jobs!
Perhaps the two of you met through woodworking?! I wouldn’t be surprised if April decided to pick up on that hobby too XD, and ever since she met you, she’s starting to try out all the cool stuff that you’re into c: isn’t that so sweet hehe!
April is in desperate need of human relationships, whether that be platonic or romantic totally up to you! She’s doing her best not to be super duper awkward, she’s shy at first, has a harder time relaxing when it comes to humans, but with your great conversation skills & kind consideration she’s finding it super easy to open up to you! Plus you actually want to hang out with her?!? She’s got all sorts of ideas planned out! Let’s go to karaoke or the arcade??? what about the park, you can tell her all about the plants, heck let’s go to a flower shop/botanical gardens?! (is that a thing for the public???)
now now turtle time! i match you up with Donatello Hamato
hehe see what I did there ↑ ;D
okay okay, my reasons I’ll keep quite short,
I rlly think Donnie is into botany too! He’s Mr. Science afterall, and I find a lot of that can deal with yk plants! The two of you bond def over that , not to mention you are a great listener when he has his urges to infodump!
You never seem bored with him and his long talks, your attention is something he craves!! now you might not think ur the best at conversations or holding conversations but no worries Donnie can take up practically the whole convo as long as your eyes are on him intently, he can go on and on about his inventions to you
while April may better for the hugs and cuddles, Donnie is completely against the idea when it comes to you! Though he appreciates it greatly when you ask first c: if he’s ready he’ll open his arms wide for you to jump into! he thinks your menace side is cute~~~ he too has that crazy evil genius side to him, just imagine the two of you when you both are in that mindset/mode oml unstoppable chaos !!!
teehee, yeah that’s all I’ve got, I hope you enjoyed <3
#anon matchup#grace answers#grace is matchmaker#matchups#rottmnt fandom#rise april#rise april o'neil#april x you#april o’neil x you#rise donnie#rise donnie x you#donnie x you#donatello hamato#donatello x you#rise donatello x you#tmnt fandom#tmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#teenage mutant ninja turtles
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So:
I have returned. Due to some past drama, I kinda just deleted my old Tumblr in a panic, and now I have to find a lot of you again. Anyway, onto the introduction!
I was formerly known as astralasteriion, though I felt like going back to my roots 🩵
Kyo/Mozzi/Aster (any of these work as names teehee)
Any pronouns (no preference, ehe!)
Don't flirt with me, okie?
19 years old, so please tread with caution if you aren't comfy with that, okay?
I post a lot of writing, maybe also posting my TikToks and art, tho I'm not very confident in a lot of things, so you might not.
This blog will be predominantly MSM, Among us, FAKE TYPE, and OC-posting, so keep that in mind.
DNI and Tag Explainations under the cut~!
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Tags 🫶
#Mozzi Talk- My general rambling tag! My non-art or writing goes here!
#Mozzi's Stories- My writing!
#The Mozzi Lisa- My art!
#Mozziposter- Among Us content
#MSMozzi- My Singing Monsters Content
#Mozzi Swing!!- FAKE TYPE content
#The Blorbo Ever- My OC content (will have separate tags for each one as well~!)
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do y’all want some angsty audios that i said i was gonna share like yesterday or something and then forgot to 🧍
well you’re getting them
(“why don’t you get it? can’t you get it? understand.”) i can’t really think of a specific scenario for this, but it does remind me of TPtM
(“if i knew it all then, would i do it again?”) possibly Reader thinking about going back to the start and whether or not they would search for the Dimitrescus again :(
(Remember Me) literally either Reader/Daniela or Lunatic/C-Daniela, whereas the former would be when Reader has passed and now lives in the megamycete, and the latter would be Lunatic when they know their Dani worries about them leaving her sight because she can’t help them
(“when you’re all alone, i will reach for you…”) THIS JUST REMINDS ME SO MUCH OF READER AND BELA- specifically of a scene i have planned in eighteen teehee
(Washing Machine Heart - Mitski) reminds me of Lunatic’s wavering loyalty to Miranda after realizing they’re just a pawn and that she cares more for Reader than she does them
okie that’s all :3
#asks#audio recs#angsty audios my beloved#i cry thinking abt the bela scene ngl#she’s just so sweet and so worried
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oopsie
I won't be able to draw for a day or so, giving my hand a break after straight few days of drawing consistently ;v; I forget to chill sometimes.
In the mean time, I'm open to some questions for myself, Lex and her bone boys to keep my mind creative, or for anyone who's got something cool in mind and want to share! While it's annoying to draw, typing is something that doesn't hurt as bad ;3;
okie I go to sleep now <3 teehee
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You called for help.
[♫]
Yvette lets out a long sigh as if everything is business as usual when she exits the airship. With one hand gripping her katana and the other clenched into a fist around something, she’s forced to use her forearm to shield her eyes from the sun. She can make out the figures of everyone on the other side of the river, but just as she begins to make her way over to them, someone arrives to block her path.
“Teehee. What’s this? What’s this? I think someone is a dirty little thief.”
… A familiar figure, with bouncy twintails and a frilly outfit, all of which contrast the all too familiar gun clutched in one hand.
Yvette laughs bitterly to herself. Of course it couldn’t be that easy. She had prepared herself for a confrontation, but a part of her had wished that she could just…
…well, there’s no point in idle dreaming anymore.
She calls out across the field.
“Just you, Angela? I was hoping to meet someone actually worth my time…where’s this Shepherd of yours?”
Angela rests her free hand on her cheek. “Oh, gosh, you think you’re soooo important, huh? Bzzt! Rats like you don’t get the privilege. I can, like, tooootally leave a message for you though, okie?”
Yvette lets out a small laugh of disbelief.
“There’s no need. You won’t be around to deliver it, anyways.”
She levels her katana at Angela, the blade forming a thin gash that splits the path ahead. Despite her best attempts to push aside any doubts, she can’t help but to become acutely aware of the many injuries that riddle her body - cuts from shattered glass, the burns that cover her back, the bullet wound in her leg. Everything suddenly seems to throb in pain.
A part of her faintly recognizes that it will take a miracle to get her to the others safely, and another part recognizes that it’s unlikely she’ll ever get one.
How many times has it been now? That she’s bowed her head and clasped her hands, desperately begging some unseen force for something to change?
To save her family. Save her brother. Save herself.
She knows there’s no point in praying, but for some reason, it’s the only instinct she has. How deliciously ironic it must be for their captor, she thinks to herself, but she’s beyond caring what they think of her now.
At the very least, she just wants to put her wishes in her own words.
If there is still a god alive to hear me, please answer my plea.
She tightens the grip on her katana and straightens her back.
Grant me the strength to put an end to the suffering we’ve endured here.
She can hear the voices from the other side of the river now, undoubtedly calling out for her, but she can’t answer them. Not yet.
And may this broken body be enough to save them all.
A faint whisper that’s forever lost to the breeze -
“Amen.”
Her eyes snap open and she tears forward. But she’s not aiming to get past Angela - no, she’s aiming to go right through her.
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Hi there! I have some stupid questions, sorry if this is dumb! What’s going on with Erin? I read your post where Simon accidentally calls reader erin, which was so sad!! Gosh you’re a good writer. Anyway then I wanted to know more, so I searched “erin” on your blog, and only one thing came up, but not the one where he accidentally calls reader that! It’s the one where Erin is the medic on base he likes so much. Is there anything else with this character? Is Simon cheating on Erin with reader, is that’s what’s happening (omg I hope not that would kill me)? Did he and erin break up and he’s just lonely and settling for reader? The Drabble where Erin is introduced is the only one that came up for me when I searched your blog, but I’m super interested in the rest of the story. What am I missing? Did I search something wrong or did something get deleted? I’m just super interested in that specific story. Sorry if this is dumb and I’m missing something obvious!!! I love your work, you’re so talented!!! Ok bye
hii omg no stupid questions here! it was my fault that the dbf!simon series is so poorly maintained and tracked so these questions are honestly so founded 😭
i made a tag for all the erin (dbf!simon) posts!! pls check the tag out as i, shocking to myself too tbh, wrote more than i realized <33
oki so!
erin (dbf!simon) and erin (the medic) are not the same person!!
erin the medic was my first OC who i wanted to cultivate into a well rounded character with a bigger role for the WIP fic but writer’s block sucker punched me so hard that i dropped the fic as of now (and forever ig?). given that i’m not well gifted with OC-making skills, i reused the name in the WIP fic for illicit affairs (origin) which is honestly such a bad idea as i inadvertently confused so many people :’<
while simon was dating erin (in illicit affairs — this is no longer about the WIP fic where she’s a medic) he does not cheat on her at all!!
here is a breakdown of their relationship in his eyes. he loved erin, almost changed himself for her and everything, but he still left because he is pretty much still hung up on the thrill of his relationship with the reader.
hope this clarified some things and i hope the tag would make it easier for u to navigate the erin plot ^v^
thank you so much for wanting to read my writings and your lovely comments <33 loooove you bad teehee ^3^
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More Broken Glass
So this.. I don't even know how this even came into my head.. I was just like.. Broken glass, yes. Scared Asher, yessss. So uhm, here it is!!! hyujfgukfj.
A big thank you to @heathenwhump for helping me at the start!!!!! Here is a balloon for you teehee 🎈
CW: oki umm, broken glass.. Heheh / forced to kneel on broken sharp object / slight dehumanization / knocked out / just... a very scared whumpee ngl dhjgkf / (if I left anything out lmk!! :)
Asher froze the minute the glass connected with the tiles of the kitchen. The sound of glass breaking echoed through the whole house. His breathing started picking up as he heard the television pause in the other room. Heavy footsteps plodded down the hallway. Asher didn't dare turn around. He could hear his heartbeat rapidly thumping in his ears. He felt nauseous. Was he about to collapse? Could he-
“Care to explain yourself?” Rodger asked in a calm voice that sent shudders down Asher’s back.
Rodger stood at the door frame, arms folded.
“I-” Asher was panting at this stage, “I just- it- it- it ….fell.”
“It just… fell?”
Asher nodded quickly. “Y-Yeah, I was uhm, I was over there.”
Anxiously pointing to the corner of the kitchen, Asher continued, “And then the uh- the …...glass, yes, the glass just uhm, it just fell.”
“So you're telling me, that you were over in the complete other side of the room, then a big ‘ghost’ came along and smashed the glass, and now you're being framed for it?”
Asher cleared his throat, “I mean… when you put it that way, it just sounds ridiculous.” He tried to laugh but stopped the minute he was met with Rodger’s same cold face.
Asher huffed, “Alight, fine. I dropped it, okay? I didn't mean to!” Rodger ground his teeth. “That's alr-” No, wait. No. It wasn't alright. Rodger had been going so soft on him recently, “Oh you're in big trouble now.” Asher’s eyebrows furrowed, “Dude, it was just a fucking glass, chill out.”
“Chill- Chill out?! Asher, all I have done recently is let you get away with things. But now it's over. You need to learn your place again. Kneel.” Asher laughed, “What?”
“Are you fucking deaf? I said `kneel’.” When Asher didn't move, Rodger didn't hesitate to storm over and roughly pushed Asher to his knees, right on top of the glass. Asher let out a cry, “AAAAAGHH! Rodger, R-Rodger!!! Please!!!!!”
“I don't want to fucking hear it, I have had enough of your whining ass, you need to learn whats right and whats wrong,” He pushed Asher’s shoulders further down as Asher tried to stand, forcing the glass further into his skin. Asher’s hands desperately fought Rodger’s but nothing worked.
“Say it,” Rodger spat. “Say fucking what!?” Rodger pushed Asher's shoulders down again. “AGH! S-say what?!?” He was desperate, his voice sounded desperate. He heaved in breaths as tears started to fall. His body hopelessly fought for any kind of relief.
“Say that you know your place.”
“I know my place!!! Jesus Christ!”
“And what is your place?”
Asher gulped, “Wh-what?”
“Your hearing seems to be getting bad Asher,” Rodger sneered in a fake caring way.
“It's not my hearing you dumbass, you're just making no sense.”
Rodger let go of one of Asher’s shoulders and quickly backhanded him, “Tell me your fucking place if you're so confident you know it!”
“Oh my god, will you just lay off it?! Let me get up you fucker!”
Rodger’s head was almost numb from frustration, Asher wasn't cooperating and Rodger was running out of threats. He quickly grabbed another glass that was on the table and smashed it over Asher’s head. There was a sudden silence and Asher collapsed to the ground with a groan. He was still conscious. Which was unfortunate for Asher.
Rodger's eyes widened as an idea struck him. He fished in his pockets for his phone, “Stay here, I'm gonna make a call and when I get back here, you better be in the exact same position you are in right now Do, not, move.”
Oh, Asher wasn't planning to. Oh no no no. He couldn't move. His body was full of fire. His knees stung as blood continued to fall. He was ashamed as he whimpered, but that was better than crying...well, that's what he told himself.
He heard talking in the next room. He tried to crawl closer to the room so he could make out what was being said but it was useless. He groaned and tried his best to stand up but quickly fell back to the ground as a wave of nausea hit him.
Just as he closed his eyes, Rodger returned, making Asher groan, “Fuck offffffffff, just leave me alone for two fuckung min-” He wheezed as Rodger’s boot was firmly placed on his back, knocking the air out of him. “Shut it. Now, we have a guest coming in an hour. I would normally tell you to get washed, but I think I want him to see what mess you've gotten yourself into.”
‘Him’. “Antonio?” Rodger chuckled, “Oh no no, worse. Much worse.” Asher gulped, he tried to think of who could be possible who- No!
Rodger must’ve seen the pure shock and terror in Asher’s face when he chuckled. “N-n-no PLEASE! I’ll- I’ll do anything!” Rodger snickered, “Oh Ashy, it's too late for that.” Asher let out a mute cry.
An hour later, the doorbell rang. Asher felt as if he was about to get sick. He took deep breaths and closed his eyes, this was just a nightmare… this wasn't real… this can't be happening. No. He can't do this. How could Rodger be so cruel? It was the voice that made Asher lose it. His brain screamed at him to run but the restraints which kept him kneeling but the table, hands tied to the coffee table’s leg.
“Aiden! Thank you so much for coming in such short notice!!!”
“Oh, of course!!! I’d do anything for my Danny boy.”
Asher felt physical chills down his back as he shuddered in disgust. Footsteps grew louder and Asher tried to kick himself away. As far away from the monster as possible. No use. Aiden laughed his booming laugh as he stopped at the door frame, taking in the site in front of him, “Well, well, well. Looks like you’ve got yourself into a little… pickle.” Asher heaved in breaths, “G-go away. Leave me the fuck alone!”
Aiden was fully taken back at the cursing, “Well now Danny, that's not very nice of you! Here I was, missing you so much over the months, and this is what I get in response?? Well, I'm glad Rodger called me, I can finally put you back into your place.”
“Wh-where’s Rodger?” Asher asked, refusing to believe that he heard a car’s tires against the driveway. “Oh, oh he’s gone. He thought that it would be best if he left. You know, finally have a break from you!” Asher shook his head, “Pl-please, I’ll be good, I’ll be good!” He cried. “You see?? Listen to yourself!! I have been here for not even five minutes and you're starting to come back!!! Now just think about it if I stay with you for the rest of the day!” Then he gasped, “And maybe even tomorrow!!!” Another gasp, “What if I brought you back to the house tomorrow so you can.. Catch up with your friends!”
Asher hated how Aiden was getting so… excited about this. He shook his head again, not too violent so his vision wouldn't spin anymore than how much it was right now. Now, you stay there for a moment while I sus out the place, especially downstairs!!!” Aiden clapped, excited.
Asher curled in on himself. It’s a dream. FUCK, please show me it's a dream. I can't, I can't do this. I can't face this. I can’t face him!
But deep down. He knew full well it was not a dream. He tried to think of happy things, happy memories. But all that came into his head were memories from Aiden’s house. All the pain. All the hurt. He couldn't. He can't. He had to.
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okie here is some OC story snippet that i wrote in a creative writing club thing im in teehee. in my head this takes place about half? or around 3/4 of the way through the overarching narrative :D
word count is: 1,361
Maria had never been in this much pain in her life, making her way down this corridor. She was limping. Slowly. Excruciatingly slowly, one hand clutching her side while the other steadied her aching steps against the wall. Her breath was heavy, and each thump of one foot in front of the other left her gasping and gritting her teeth together harder, she almost feared they would crack from how tight she was holding her jaw.
A trail of dark blood had been left in her wake, both along the tiled, marble flooring and the extravagantly embellished walls which she found herself occasionally leaning against to rest. Only for a second though, she had somewhere to be after all, and she was almost there. Her promise, to get out alive, wasn't fulfilled yet and she had no intention of breaking it.
Just as she returned to dragging her injured leg once more in an effort to keep moving, her foot caught against a loose tile, sending a jolt of sharp, blinding pain through her leg, her whole body, causing her to stumble, grunting, to the floor. She doubled over on herself, hand tightening on her side as she willed her body to comply and get back up again. She had to get out, she had to fulfil her promise. She had to see Leona again.
Doubled over like this, some of her long, blonde hair had fallen across her pained face. Her hair, like the rest of her at this point, had been stained with blood. That will be a pain to wash out, she thought. That thought alone almost had her letting out the most incredulous laugh. Such a mundane thought to have. Here she was in the beautiful, and now dirtied, hallway of one of the most powerful and dangerous individuals who had ever ruled the country, bleeding out after commanding a revolution against him, and she was concerned with washing her stupid hair. If blood loss effected the mind similarly to how it was effecting her body, she must be going insane.
Distantly, pounding footsteps could be heard on the marble, approaching rapidly from around the corner Maria had limped around only minutes before (though it felt like she had been walking for a lifetime). The footsteps came to a halting stop at the corner, "MARIA!" footsteps gaining once again, somehow more frantic than they had been, and before she knew it they once again came to a skidding halt beside her, dropping to their knees.
None other than Leona's face came into Maria's view as she delicately moved the hair from Maria's face, her hands grazing over her frantically but carefully searching for what was causing the concerning amount of blood smattered across the floor. No, dont, thought Maria, dully, You'll get blood on your hands. As though she wasn't already kneeling in the stuff, as though it wasn't already soaked into their matching uniforms, a vicious mix of both their own blood and that of others, as if Leona would even give a shit.
"You fucking idiot," Leona breathed, her scolding tone being betrayed by the thickness in the back of her throat as she hoisted Maria into her strong and stable arms "Why would you do something like that? Do you think before you act? What happened to promising each other we would be safe?" Used to the harsh but loving tone of her friend, Maria simply rested her head against Leona's shoulder. The change in altitude and position had left her feeling weightless and airy, and ever so slightly fuzzy around the edges. She ignored the feeling, nothing was wrong, Leona was here and now she could get out safe, and she hadn't broken her promise.
"Maria." Her friend prompted, shaking her slightly where she rested in her arms, "Maria you have to keep you eyes open okay? Please," Leona's voice had a slightly desperate edge to it and Maria could feel the pace of her movement pick up slightly at the lack of response, "Seriously Maria look at me, we're getting out okay? So you have to stay awake!"
Despite her best efforts, Maria found that she couldnt get her voice to comply. "It's okay," she wanted to say "You've got me, It's okay, I haven't broken my promise yet." But the comfort refused to surface past her lips. A hot, wet liquid appeared against Maria's cheek, trickling down unwittingly into her slightly agape and shallowly breathing mouth. Salt. Warily, she raised her eyes to look at Leona's face, which was looking forward, a grim but determined expression set into it and Maria couldn't help but marvel at how handsome she looked. She was crying. And, for the life of her, Maria couldn't figure out why.
They were going to be okay after all. Leona was holding her, sturdy and safe in her arms, and when they returned to their base, Leona would help wash her hair. And in the morning they would laugh and have fried eggs on toast, because Leona didn't like them scrambled. And Maria has promised to be okay.
They both stumbled into the harsh light of the midday sun, outside as last, homestretch, and Maria could feel the last remnant of the adrenaline that had been helping her keep upright, fading from her body. She was tired. Leona's grip became impossibly more tense as she felt her friend's body go limp "Maria seriously this isn't funny, you have to stay awake," she almost stumbled, her standardised boots failing her as panic set into her stride "No, no, no, no! C'mon you dumb bitch, I've seen you survive worse than this, just stay awake!" she cried as more tears began to stream down her face and her breathing became more laboured.
Strange, Maria considered herself to have better eyesight than on average, and yet it seemed to be blurring. A dark vignette had made its mark on her vision too, somewhat obscuring her peripherals. What was especially upsetting about this to Maria in her tired and subdued state was that it was making it harder to gaze at Leona's face, especially since Leona wouldn't even look at her, too busy looking forward. How stupid, Maria wanted Leona to look at her, where could they even be going that was so important anyway? They were safe; They got out.
Mustering as much strength as she could manage, Maria lifted the hand she had been holding against her side, struggling to remember why it was so important to hold it there in the first place. The whole area had gone numb so she couldn't tell what was wrong with it. Distantly, she had the thought that it being numb likely wasn't a good sign, but she brushed this off, she was okay now after all. With her hand now freed, she guided it to Leona's tear stained cheek, gently directing Leona to face her softly smiling face.
Leona's breath hitched at the gentle smile and soft, yet bloodied hand, and her deep set grimace gave way. A full-bellied, aching sob escaped Leona's lips against her will and before she could stop herself, she was practically heaving, thick, hot tears streaking down her face, chin, and neck.
Leona's pace had slowed significantly and she was running out of stamina to keep running with the weight of her friend in her arms as well as her own, drastically less life threatening injuries. Belatedly, she had the thought that this might be it.
Maria's arm had grown tired once more and she was running out of energy. A smear of blood was left on Leona's cheek as Maria's hand gently made it's place back on her stomach. Maria really was growing tired.
"Hey," Leona choked out, "I-" she took a deep, shuddering breath in, "I don't think we're going to make it back in time,"
"It's okay," Maria could barely whisper, her eyelids were growing heavy.
"No. N-No it's not okay," more stumbling steps in the direction of the base were made, "Do you hear me, Maria? We're not making it back,"
"It's okay." Maria felt the walking, once running, stop.
Maria was tired.
#original writing#tw blood#blood mention#implied death#death mention#<- just in case#its sort of ambiguous
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for the tag game I'm gonna ask the first 5 questions! teehee
Okie, dokie! Lab write-up is done, now I’m free to answer! (and if my muse wakes up, might get some more of those waiting prompts written this evening, too)
Fanfiction writer asks
1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)
Can I say four? Is four acceptable? You’re never gonna catch me calling it brilliant, but I’m pretty proud of my standard nowadays. My old stuff makes me cringe when I read it, but my current stuff I think I do a reasonable job with.
2. Why do you write fanfiction?
Because it’s fun, and because I can! I’ve spent my entire life daydreaming stories, most of them using existing characters from other media because something about them resonated with me, and when I discovered I could write them down and share them... Well, that just made it even better!
3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?
I feel like my style has reached a point where it’s pretty unique. I’m not sure what about it, exactly, but I read my stuff and I read other people’s stuff and I just notice little things about how I phrase things (and the grammar laws I throw out the window when they don’t give me the effect I want - especially when it comes to sentence structure) that I don’t really see other people do? I can’t put my finger on it exactly, but I think there’s something different about how I write.
4. Are there any writers that inspire you?
Fairly sure I’ve answered this in a previous round of these questions... the answer is yes and no, I think. No, because my inspiration doesn’t come from people it comes from random questions, random things. I’ll read another fic and go ‘huh, that was cool but what if’, or someone will say something completely unrelated and my brain goes plot idea!
Yes, because the story of how JRR Tolkien wrote LotR fascinates me and let’s be honest, I would love to write something as impactful as LotR.
5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?
Oh boy. I have pride in a lot of them for various reasons (and yes, technically I’m proud of most of them because I wrote that but I mean beyond the ‘proud creator’ pride). I’m gonna go with the first fic that came into my head, though, and that’s Tales From The Heart.
For those of you who don’t know Tales (which is probably actually a lot of my followers because I know most of you follow me for TAG fic at this point), at its heart, it’s a series of short chapters/oneshots that I wrapped together in one fic so I didn’t drive people mad posting loads of short oneshots in the archive (which is one of my personal pet peeves as a reader). It wasn’t supposed to be long, just a few short ideas I had that didn’t count as full stories in their own right for me to shove together.
Right now, it’s over 250k words and 248 chapters long. There’s more to archive, I just haven’t got around to it yet. There are three other fics in the AO3 ‘series’ and a fourth in the works.
It looks at one well-developed character and his so undeveloped they barely have names and faces let alone personalities or backstories crew, and it ran with them. Quite frankly, at this point Penguin and Shachi might as well be my own OCs I’ve poured so much time and love into developing them as main characters in it. They have a detailed backstory (which is the fourth fic I’m writing), they have personalities, developed fighting abilities. Hell, I even made Shachi technically legally blind just because whenever we see him he’s always wearing shades, so I made that a Thing rather than just a fashion statement (I admit he also has a fantasy workaround for it so it might not be a proper ‘blind character’ in terms of realistic writing but it does fit within the canon universe).
(we have since got more ‘canon’ backstory and personality for them so Tales is technically AU now, but eh, whatever. I wrote mine first)
I’m proud of a lot of my fics, but I think I’m most proud of Tales because of where it went and what it did. Where it’s still going, and what it’s still doing, because updates might have stalled but they’ve not stopped!
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