#I wanna make a model for an oc of mine

[pansear-doodles]

The Gourmand's New Apprentices

originally meaning to post this on father's day but ah well

Extras and transcript below cut!

Remember Jelly and Bean? My first ever slugpups?

They're now part of the Anthro AU :)

Jelly and Bean (The Gelatinist and The Beanbag) are two of Gourm's top students in their occasional teaching sessions of the pups in the Outer Expanse, learning basic survival skills and the world around them.

They are eager to learn and create new things to contribute to this new age of slugcat civilization and always drone around their teacher for advice and new studies. Gourmand certainly doesn't mind them, and is happy to know that their teachings entice these impressionate pups.

They appoint them as their little assistants and expedition rookies, staying closely by their side. The pups do not have parents and are being fostered by the orphanage, but they look up to Gourmand as a parental figure of sorts.

Jelly is extremely bouncy and secretes sweet-smelling slime on their skin when prompted.

Bean has large amounts of fur that makes them as soft as a pillow.

Like the third sibling, they're a mix of oc and canon. Gourmand's end screen has pups of similar color and I would like to indicate that this is them.

Transcript:

Gourmand: See you next cycle kids! Remember to stay close to each other on your way home!

Gourmand: Jelly. Bean? Class is over. You can leave now. … Unless you have questions?

Jelly: We can't help but feel that there's an inaccuracy in our mini model of an iterator superstructure.

Bean: I think it's because we made it have four legs instead of six.

Gourmand: Oh but it looks impressive nonetheless! You even nailed down their communication arrays!

Gourmand: Moreover, iterator superstructures can have various degrees of appearance based on the surrounding environment and secondary function, though most of their blueprints' essential elements are commonly shared, as they are a necessity for the iterator's maintenance and their common usage of iterating-

Gourmand: … Oh I forgot. I should put my words down in a simpler manner for you kids to understand since you're learning. Sorry!

Jelly: No! We do understand you!

Bean: Perfectly! Thank you teacher.

Gourmand: Hmm! Where did you learn to understand such advanced wordings?

Jelly: We like to go to the library!

Bean: Yup! All the stuff you talk about is interesting! Didn't know there's a bigger world outside of here.

Jelly: I wanna look at Five Pebbles' can up close in real life!

Bean: I wanna visit the fabled underground lake of the albino leviathan!

Jelly: But… The other grown ups wouldn't let us go out alone because we need a mumdaddy to protect us.

Bean: That's what we're told. I think.

Gourmand: I can accompany you if you want, as your mentor guardian! I can even teach you the more advanced things on our studies. Your inputs throughout the class are excellent and you seem to have bright potential. I'd like to expand your minds a bit. Free up a bit of those limitations. And maybe you can be my apprentices? There's so many projects I want to do but some little helpers who I can teach the ropes to would be great!

Jelly: Do you really mean it?

Bean: Yes! Yes!

Both pups: Thank you teacher!

Gourmand: We can start right now! Instead of going to your shelter, let's go to mine. I have a lab in there and cookies I saved up in the fridge.

Bean: Yummy!

#rain world #rainworld #slugcat #fanart #rainworld downpour #rain world downpour #dp spoilers #downpour spoilers #gourmand #my anthro au #comic #oc #my art

[smolwritingchick]

Forced To Believe-Dean Ambrose x OC The Shield Story Chapter 1- So, you wanna wrestle?

Author's Note: When I first published the story, a lot of these scenes, including about the Indies were flashback scenes later in the story but I made this first chapter to be an introduction on how Melanie got started in wrestling and how she met Jon and so on. But if you want to just go straight to her debut in WWE, you can just proceed to chapter 2. :) Also a lot of these gifs and photos are not mine. Credit to all the owners.

Word count: 10,000+

Warning: And just a warning, she has an asshole boyfriend during the Indies and there is some verbal abuse in this chapter with him just to warn y'all. And he had cheated on her and so on. 

Chapter Summary:  A young Melanie looks to her cousin to get her a job so she can build money to begin wrestling. She proceeds to meet Jon Moxley and builds a strong friendship with him while thriving in CZW.  She begins dating a fellow Indy wrestler who isn't all who he seems to be 

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"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No!"

"Come on Mimi! I NEED~ this!" a 16­-year­-old Melanie pestered her big cousin. 

She had been asking her 20-year-old cousin to pull some strings and get her a job so she could raise money to wrestle. It had only been a couple of years ago that she found out that the Ninth Wonder of the World, Chyna, is her cousin, and began to watch any type of wrestling she could. Whenever it was live on TV or tapes, she knew this was what she wanted to do.

"You are not messing up that face of yours." Mimi huffed, sternly gazing at her cousin, ignoring her pleading green eyes.

Melanie ran a hand through her straight, dark brown hair. What would it take for her to just say yes? She really wanted this.

"Please. I really want to wrestle. I need the money so I can start learning."

"Want." Mimi corrected, rolling her eyes.

"Need!"

"Ugh. Why don't you be a model like me? Or go into business for college just like your mom wants?"

"No way! I'm tired of people telling me what I should do in life. I know this is what I want to do. I've been watching the wrestling team at school, it's so awesome! Wrestling is great!"

Mimi scoffed. She couldn't believe her ears. "Oh ho ho...so the wrestling coach is responsible for this?"

"Well remember the time I had to stay after school to make up a gym class? That's when I saw the wrestling team up close and personal. He even has a couple students that go to local independent wrestling companies! Ain't that cool? Now come on! Do this for me! I do everything for you. Return the favor. I'll even pay you in back rubs or something!"

"You're gonna be the death of me...fine. I can pull some strings." Mimi sighed.

"YES!" Melanie jumped on her for a big hug.

"Ew! Get off of me! No touching!" Mimi shoved her off. "You owe me. You're lucky you have a cousin who models and knows people. Let's go."

Just a few days later, Melanie was already working as a waitress in a local restaurant thanks to Mimi pulling some strings. The employees kept a strict eye on her, since she was only 16, and were cautious about underage drinking since there was also a bar. But after a few months, she gained their trust. Melanie enjoyed the job and was very grateful. One step further until she could finally learn how to wrestle.

During one weekend, the restaurant was very busy and crowded as 18-year-old Jon Good, Cody Hawk, and a couple of his HWA (Heartland Wrestling Association) guy friends managed to take the last available table to celebrate a good day's work of wrestling.

"Laurer, take care of that table." The manager called before walking back into the kitchen.

"No problem!" The teen made her way over to Jon's table. "Hey, dudes. What would you like?"

Everyone made their orders and then she turned her attention to Jon. "And you?" she inquired kindly.

Making eye contact with the girl, he shrugged and scratched the back of his head. "Ah, just a beer." He replied in his slightly high-pitched voice.

"May I ask how old you are?"

"18..." he let out a sigh, awaiting rejection.

Melanie observed him for a while. He looked around her age and decided to give him a break. His group looked like they were celebrating. 

She looked around and said in a low voice, "Okay, look I'll give you only two beers, max. But you gotta promise me that you won't drive if you drink these beers tonight, got it?"

Jon did a double-take at the female. He wasn't expecting that kind of answer. Nor kindness.

"A-­all right. Thanks," he answered with appreciation in his voice.

"No problem, man," she replied and turned to Cody Hawk. "I'm guessing you're responsible for everyone, tonight. Make sure he gets home safely. Don't want the dude to get in trouble with the police for underage drinking."

Cody smiled and nodded. "Yes ma'am."

A couple months later, Melanie is back at the restaurant, working hard. She still was nowhere near the amount of money to get wrestling gear, lessons, and other things, but she was still going to be persistent. She knew it was going to be hard work. Heading over to a table, she noticed some familiar faces.

Cody Hawk looked up and observed her for a couple of seconds before something clicked in his brain. "Hey, I remember you. You told my boy, Jon, to not drink and drive."

A smile came across her lips as the fond memory popped into her head. "Oh yeah! Nice to see you, guys again! How have you been?"

"Great. I see you're still working here."

"Yeah, trying to save money to wrestle."

The word wrestle made Jon's ears perk up as he turned to study her. "Really? You wanna wrestle, huh?" Jon inquired.

Melanie nodded eagerly. "Definitely. My dream is to become a wrestler. Someone who can wrestle guys, not just chicks. I want to be taken seriously. Right now I'm trying to save up money to get the gear and learn. This job has kind of been helping, but I'm grateful that it's something." she shrugged but the guys listened intently, nodding at her aspiration in approval. 

After making more small talk, she takes their orders. When she comes back, she gives them their beers and places a free beer in front of Jon. "This one is on me. Again, no drinking and driving, ya hear?"

Jon looked down at the drink, then back at her, surprised at the nice gesture. "Yes ma'am." he chuckled and thanked her as she took her leave.

"Wrestler huh? Hey, that's actually pretty cool, maybe we'll see her around one day." One of the boys said.

"She sounds serious." Another guy at the table commented.

"Very. We should give her a big tip." Cody suggested.

"Let's do it." Jon happily agreed.

After they leave, Melanie heads back to the table to clean up and sees a big lump under the check. She carefully opened it, and the sight caused her eyes to water.

"Oh my gosh." she chuckled while internally screaming in her head. She finally had enough money for the next steps to wrestle. How can she ever repay them for such a life-changing gesture?

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At the age of 21, in 2009, she managed to get a job at CZW, thanks to her high school wrestling coach, and began getting trained by Drake Younger. He was a CZW veteran and an awesome guy to be around. After he told her some good tips and advice on wrestling, she finally went backstage to walk around. She was nervous because this was her first time going to an independent wrestling company after her school wrestling coach got her there. She would be on her own and would have to fight her way to become a WWE Diva. It was her goal and she would have to make sure she put in a lot of effort.

She wasn't going to get into the WWE just because she was related to Chyna. You don't get a VIP pass like that. You need to work and that's what Melanie was happy about.

"Hi!" A female voice called out. Melanie turned around to smile. "Are you new?"

"Yeah. I'm Melanie Laurer."

"Hey, girl. I'm Chrissy Rivera. Nice to meet you." She gives her a friendly hug. "Aren't you related to Chyna?"

"Yep." Melanie grinned as they started to click.

"Wow! That's awesome! So are you wrestling or being a manager?"

"Wrestling."

"Really? This is going to be good. You're going to do just fine, here. Welcome to the CZW family."

"Thanks, I'm glad to be here."

"Hey, we should hang out tonight. The roster is going to a bar. You should come."

"Sure, that'll be great!"

"Sweet. Come on, I'll introduce you to the roster."

While Chrissy introduced Melanie to most of the roster, they were very welcoming towards her and couldn't wait to see her in action. After the icebreakers, Chrissy had to get ready for the show, so Melanie started to walk around again to get familiar with the surroundings. She was really happy to wrestle somewhere in her hometown in Philly. After thinking about CZW, her thoughts were interrupted after she saw a guy who was over six feet tall, and had dirty blond hair.

The guy's eyes light up. "It's you. I never got your name from the couple of times I saw you at the restaurant."

Melanie took another look at him and smiled. It was that guy she gave the free beers to. What were the odds of seeing him again?

"Melanie."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Jon."

Melanie stuck out her hand and shook his. "Nice to meet cha."

They start walking together. "You're something, you know that? You cared about me, although we were strangers. At first, I was like, this chick is cool as shit for giving me beer although I was 18. But to hear you tell Cody to make sure I get home safe, got to me. No other chick has said that to me. It's just the little things like that, I appreciate."

"Ah, it's not a problem. I should really be thanking you, Cody, and your friends for giving me that money so I can start training."

"Cody can see a great upcoming wrestler when he sees one. It looks like he has faith in you."

"I'm honored. So how long have you been here?"

"A few months. When do you start wrestling?"

"Next show in a dark match."

"Cool. I'll be seeing you in action, soon. You know the roster is going out to a bar, after the show."

"Yep. Chrissy told me."

"Are you coming? You should~" Jon nudged her with a boyish grin

"Hah hah. Yeah. Sounds like a plan."

"Awesome."

"So where are you from?"

"Cincinnati. You?"

"Ohio, huh? I bet you've been wrestling all over. I'm from Philly."

"Philly, huh? Nice. I'll catch you later. It's nice to see you again."

"Nice to see you again, too." Melanie watched him leave.

'I think I'm going to like it here.' she thought.

After that, Melanie sat in the crowd and was able to get an idea of CZW by watching the show. Everything was so intense, and it made her look forward to her debut even more. She admired the hardcore wrestling and how involved the fans were.

During the next show, Melanie went against a local female wrestler in a dark match. Her parents were there to watch despite reluctantly going to see her get hurt. Melanie lost her first match, but gained respect for her hard work and heart, to not give up so soon in the match.

After the show, Melanie packed up her gym bag and heard someone knocking on the door.

"Yeah?" She turned.

"Hey, sorry to bother you. Just wanted to say that you were great out there. Good match."

"Thanks! Hopefully, I'll win next time. I'm Melanie by the way."

"Greg. I was wonderin'...uh, you mind if I take you out to dinner, tonight? I'd love to get to know you more."

Surprised at the sudden question, Melanie thought about it for a few moments. "Yeah, why not."

'Next week'

Wearing dark blue skinny jeans, and a cut-up CZW shirt that stopped in the middle of her stomach, Melanie watched in the front row with disapproval on her face of Moxley screwing Devon Moore from winning Robert Anthony's CZW World Heavyweight Championship. Jon started bragging about being the best wrestler with Robert Anthony and being CZW Legends which made her shake her head. But then it caught Robert's attention and he pointed her out.

"Do you disagree toots?" Jon asked with a smug look.

"Chicks can't handle us." Robert bragged. Melanie's scowl made them laugh. "She better be glad we even looked at her because we're the best wrestlers in this company."

Rolling her eyes, she gives him the middle finger as the crowd 'ohs' and cheers. Jon and Robert chuckle to themselves before turning their attention back to Devon Moore who was down and out. As soon as they were about to attack him again, the Briscoe brothers came out to even the odds. They start arguing with them until Joker runs down the ring with a chair and starts attacking Devon and the Briscoe brothers. The crowd cheered as they threw out Moxley and the others out of the ring.

Jay Briscoe grabbed a mic and offered up a challenge to have all the titles on the line, in a match, next month.

"Hey Moxley, you're out of luck, buddy. You ain't got no title. You're just a goofy motherfucker." He exclaimed as the crowd cheered.

"Uncalled for!" One of the commentators said.

Melanie started laughing. Jay knew how to have the best one-liners.

"And what are you laughing at? Huh?" Jon walked over to her, towering over her since she was sitting down.

"A goofy motherfucker." She bluntly declared, slowly standing up. "Who else?"

"You're not even worth my time..."

"I believe that I am. I'll take you down anyplace, anytime." She shrugged.

"Do you know who you're talkin' to? I'm Jon Moxley." He began to get in her face.

"In one ear, out the other..." She looked at her nails as the crowd 'oohed'.

Fed up, Jon grabbed a fan's drink and dumped it on top of her head.

"What is he doing!?" One of the commentators exclaimed.

Melanie gasped and looked at her wet clothes as Jon laughed in her face. The crowd started chanting 'Kick his ass!' while Melanie tried to adjust her hair and clothes.

"Big-­fucking-­mistake!" she growled with rage and smacked him right across the face.

"Damn~!" The Briscoe brothers exclaimed as Jon stumbled back. The crowd went wild when Melanie jumped over the barricade and started unloading on Moxley, throwing in punches. Robert and Joker look on in shock as she gave Jon a kick out DDT on the ground.

"You're gonna get it now!" Robert yelled but she slid into the ring before him and Joker could get her.

Melanie grinned at what she had done and high-fived the Briscoe brothers.

"Do they know this woman!?" One commentator wondered.

Meanwhile, Moxley is helped up by Robert and Joker. He rubbed the side of his cheek and then the top of his head, glaring at the woman who assaulted him. She blew him a kiss and innocently shrugged.

"I think so but she made a statement, going after Moxley of all people. Is she nuts? She must be!" The second commentator declared.

"Allow us to introduce the new bombshell in CZW. Melanie!" Jay raised her hand as the crowd cheered. "Sorry Jon, but you got your ass kicked!" he laughed as the crowd agreed. Jon started yelling at them and began to get restrained by Robert and Joker. Melanie laughed at his struggle but then Jon broke free and slid into the ring. "Run Melanie, run!"

Melanie slid out of the ring and sprinted backstage with Jon tailing right behind her as the others followed them.

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'After the show'

Melanie was in a locker room, frowning at her phone.

"You all right?" Jon popped his head into the room.

"Yeah, fine. What's up?" She looked up from her phone.

"All right, what's wrong?" He pulled up a chair and sat in front of her. He could tell something was on her mind and he wasn't leaving until she was happy again.

"Nothing's wrong."

"Bullshit," he exclaimed and started staring at her until she gave him a valid answer.

"I hate it when you do that...you always know when I'm upset even if I try to hide it." she groaned and let out a long sigh. "My boyfriend canceled our date. We were supposed to go to a concert. He knows how badly I wanted to go to see my favorite band. And now I have no one else to go with. I don't want to go alone. Might as well sell these tickets..."

"Or...I could go with you," he suggested, raising his eyebrows.

Hearing his offer, her eyes lit up. "Really?" She started to grin.

"There's that grin I've been waiting for." A half smile came across his face. "Yeah, why not? I wouldn't mind going with you."

"Thank you! I promise you'll have a lot of fun." They stood up and she wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Gross you're still sweaty." she laughed and released him.

"Shut it." He let out a laugh.

"My night just got better. But are you sure you want to go? I don't want you to think you have to go, to make me feel better." She brought up as she gave him a ticket.

Jon checked out the ticket before looking at her. "I like hanging out with you, Melanie. You're not one of those annoying ring rats, and you're someone I enjoy being around. Plus, I like the band."

"Thanks. It starts in two hours. We should get ready."

When the show was about to start, Jon and Melanie got to their seats which were near the stage but still in the middle of the crowd.

"I missed this. It's been a while since I've been to a concert. Hey, you ever crowd-surfed before?" she asked.

Jon shook his head, "Nah, have you?"

"Oh yeah! Consider this your lucky day. Come on." she grabbed his hand.

"Whoa, whoa, where are you taking me?" He let out a laugh.

"You and I are gonna crowd surf. It'll be fun."

"All right, I'll be a daredevil tonight."

"Good."

After the concert, Jon walked Melanie home. Ever since she and Greg started dating, she decided to move in with him. But it seemed like their relationship was a bit rocky now because he never wanted to do anything with her anymore. But she didn't want to worry Jon about that.

"That was awesome!" he shouted excitedly.

"Haha! Told you! I kind of thought you were having fun when you kept wooing and hollering." She giggled. Jon put an arm around her shoulders and started singing one of the band's songs, in a fake tone-deaf voice. Melanie started to laugh at his goofiness. "You're gonna wake up the neighbors."

"Ah, the hell with it." he carried on. She decided to join him, in singing the song until they reached Greg's apartment.

"That was fun. Thanks for hanging out with me."

"Ah, no problem. Wouldn't mind doing it again."

"Of course. You'll be my new concert buddy." She embraced him but the door opened to reveal Greg looking at them with an annoyed expression.

"About time you got home." Greg retorted, scowling at Jon.

Melanie sighed and released Jon. "Sorry, the concert went on a little longer than usual. Thanks for coming with me, Jon. I'll see you later." She smiled and headed inside

"Yeah..." Jon nodded and stared down Greg before he headed inside with her.

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After another show, Melanie grabbed her bags and met up with Jon, who was getting ready to leave.

"Hey, are you doing anything, tonight?" She asked hopefully.

"Nah, why?" he questioned as he put on his gym bag.

"I was wondering if you wanted to meet my parents and have dinner with us. They don't bite, I swear. My mom is the overprotective one, not my dad, he's the carefree type." She smiled, hoping he'd say yes.

Jon liked her sweet request but wondered if it would be a good idea.

"Uh...you sure about this?"

"Of course! It'll be fun." she guaranteed.

"All right, all right. I'll go. Just for you."

"Sweet!"

When they arrived at her parents' place, she walked inside with him.

"Melanie! You're home!" Jane, her mother, rushed over to give her a big hug and kiss on the cheek. "Oh, who is this?"

"Mom, dad, this is my friend, Jonathan Good. I met him a couple times when I was working, and recently reunited with him while I was starting out in CZW."

Her father, Diego, began to grin. "Nice to meet you! Melanie has told us all about you."

"She has?" Jon asked with surprise as Melanie quickly stomped on her father's foot.

"Hey!" Diego exclaimed

Melanie shot him a glare and cleared her throat. "Anyway, can he stay for dinner?" she asked

"Why not? The more the merrier!" Jane replied, looking overjoyed, and walked back into the kitchen.

"Dinner should be ready soon," Diego informed the two and walked upstairs.

Melanie sighed out of relief and gave Jon a low five. "Mission accomplished, they love you."

"Glad to hear. So...what have you been saying about me?" he nudged her

"Let's not get into that right now." She punched him on the shoulder.

"Uh-huh." He smirked

After dinner, Melanie went back to Greg's place and set down her bags. "I'm home!" She announced but didn't hear a response. "I guess he isn't here." She checked the time, seeing it was only 10:30. But then she started hearing weird noises in the bedroom.

"Don't let this be what I fear..." She muttered to herself and opened the bedroom door to see Greg sleeping with a local female wrestler. The sight made her sick to her stomach, and she couldn't control her anger anymore. "Are you fucking kidding me!?" She shouted.

The sound of her angry voice made Greg and the girl scramble out of bed.

"Mel, I can explain­-"

"Explain!? You've got to be joking." She retorted. "Why the hell would you do this? Why would you­- I can't. I'm fucking done. No." She tried to wipe her tears and stormed off.

Greg quickly got dressed. "Get out of here." He pushed the girl out of the apartment. He needed to fix this. He should've asked what time she was coming home. He couldn't lose Melanie. He was the next woman on his list to screw. And they just started dating. He really screwed up.

"Mel, I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry. It won't happen again, I promise." He tried to hug her as she struggled to push him away. "Please, I'm sorry! I'll change."

Hearing how sad his voice was, made her even more upset. It sounded sincere to her, but she failed to notice the fakeness of his voice, and she unfortunately decided to take him back.

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'To The Ring'

At a CZW arena, Moxley walked out with a cocky grin on his face. He had a microphone in his hands and went straight over to Melanie's parents, who were in the crowd to watch their daughter in action.

"Well, well, look who it is. Melanie's parents. I always think about why and how you raised a bitch of a daughter." He disrespected them as the CZW crowd booed. Jane's jaw dropped, shocked at the words coming out of his mouth, while Diego didn't look too happy.

"How dare you!?" She shouted and gave Moxley a stinging slap to the face, earning cheers from the crowd. "How dare you talk about our daughter like that!?"

Chuckling, Moxley responded, "Is that all you got, grandma? You're a bitch just like your skanky daughter. And I bet you're a­-"

His speech was cut short when Diego's fist met his jaw. The crowd went wild and chanted 'Holy Shit'

"Don't you ever disrespect my daughter or my wife ever again! You hear me, amigo?" Diego's thick accent came in.

Pissed, Jon struck Diego with a cheap shot and tossed him over the barricade, as Jane screamed. The crowd continued to boo Moxley as he dragged him into the ring.

"Stop! Stop!" Jane pleaded, scared for her husband

"Shut your fucking mouth!" Jon shouted back at her, in a harsh tone, making her quiet. He got in the ring and began stalking Diego from behind. But before he could attack, Melanie rushed down the ring, earning loud cheers. She ran as fast as she could as she slid into the ring. But unfortunately, Jon escaped before she could get to him. The crowd booed and chanted 'Pussy' at him.

"Are you friggin' kidding me, right now? You're really gonna do this?" She glared at Jon before helping her dad.

"Thank goodness for Melanie, coming down before Moxley did something worse." One of them commentators said.

'To Greg's Place'

"Can you fucking cook me something, already? You're taking too long." Greg grumbled as he watched TV in the living room. Melanie had made him a chicken pot pie but dropped it in front of him, after tripping over his shoes. Greg rolled his eyes. "You are such a stupid screw-up. Pick that shit up and cook me another plate."

Melanie sighed and cleaned the mess up. "Can't we just order takeout?"

"Listen you little bitch, I fuckin' said make me another plate, got it?"

Melanie quickly nodded and went back into the kitchen, wiping the tears from her face. Lately, it seemed like Melanie was the only one who wanted to be in the relationship now. He said he would change, but it seemed like he had gotten worse. It was starting to frighten her. But she thought he would change, so she decided to continue to stay.

Later on, Greg stepped out and Melanie's phone started to ring. "What's up, Jon? You all right?"

"Yeah, uh, you mind if I crash at your place? I don't think I'll be able to make it to Chrissy's." He sounded tired, probably from the show.

"Yeah, of course. Come on."

"Great, I'll be there, soon."

After five minutes, she let him in and let him crash on her bed, but then Greg came back.

"What is he doing here?" Greg scowled, displeased at another man at his place

"Oh, he couldn't make it back to Chrissy's place, so I decided to let him crash here for tonight," she replied.

"Great..." he sarcastically replied, walking into the living room.

"What's your problem?" she snapped, following him

"I just don't like you being around all these half-naked guys."

"Just because you decided to quit wrestling, doesn't mean I have to. You wrestled there before. Why can't I? Please don't tell me you're jealous..."

"I'm going out. Don't wait up for me." he brushed her off and left the apartment.

Melanie rolled her eyes again. "Wasn't planning to..." she headed back into her bedroom to see Jon relaxing on her bed.

"He's annoying the crap out of me," he grumbled.

"Agreed." she crossed her arms. She was getting tired of Greg's jealousy. She's been nothing but loyal to him.

"Why are you still with him?"

"Couples argue. We're not perfect." She sat down on the bed next to him.

"Where did he go anyway?"

"Who knows? He usually stays out all night..."

"Ever get suspicious?"

"No. I love him and trust him," she replied with a little doubt in her voice. "I'm so glad you won the title."

"Me too," he grunted and held his arm. "Can I get a massage?"

"It'll cost you." she chuckled.

"Damn..."

"Grapes I mean."

"Grapes? Just grapes? All right, I can live with that."

As she started to massage his arm with long strokes and circular motions, she couldn't help but feel the firm muscles on his arm. She shook the thought out of her head and noticed that he had fallen asleep after a few minutes. Melanie relaxed next to him and turned to watch him sleep.

Admiring the peaceful look on his face, she brushed some hair from his face.

'So adorable...' She thought with a small blush. 'Wait...adorable...? Oh no, I think I may be crushing on Jon.'

Was it wrong to like a guy while you're dating someone who really doesn't give you the time of day anymore? Someone who doesn't support what you want to do in life?

Jon rolled over to the side and rested his head against her chest. "D­-dude, you're on top of me." She chuckled but Jon mumbled and snuggled into her. She ran a hand through his hair before going to sleep, enjoying the cute moment.

'Next Day'

Shivering and soaked from the rain, Melanie managed to find Chrissy's place and knocked on the door.

"Holy shit! Melanie! Are you okay!?" Chrissy let her in her place and set her on the couch. Melanie shivered violently. "You look like shit. What happened?"

"I­-I was waiting for G­-Greg and he didn't show up." she stuttered as she dried herself off with a towel.

Jon walked into the living room and spotted Melanie's alarming condition. He began to look worried. "Mel? What the hell happened!?" He rushed to her side.

"She was waiting for Greg and he didn't show up," Chrissy replied with resentment. "We need to call him."

Two hours later, Greg walked into Chrissy's place while Melanie rested on the couch in blankets.

"Dude, where the hell were you? We've been calling you for hours." Jon asserted

"I was out at the club with some chicks, why?" Greg shrugged, with no care in the world.

"Seriously? You're at the club when your girlfriend is sick?" Chrissy exclaimed in disbelief.

"She'll survive." he bluntly replied.

Melanie opens her eyes. "W­-where were you? I waited for you." She said in a weak voice.

"Try not to strain yourself, hon." Chrissy expressed her concern.

"What do you mean wait?" Jon asked, turning to Greg.

"Crap...I forgot. We were supposed to go out for dinner. How long was she out there?" Greg sighed.

"Waited about three hours." Melanie weakly replied.

"Three?" Jon asked in shock.

"Three!? You're so faithful, unlike some people." Chrissy glared at Melanie's boyfriend.

"Let me get this straight...you and Melanie were supposed to have dinner tonight and you never showed up? You do realize it's raining, right?" Jon crossed his arms.

"Look, things happen. It's all right." Greg put his hands up in defense.

"No, it's not all right. She may have gotten seriously sick because of you." Jon replied with a frustrated growl.

"It's so cold..." Melanie shivered

"Come on, let me get you some warmer clothes." Chrissy helped Melanie in her room. After she got Melanie situated, she let her rest on her bed before walking back into the living room. "What the hell is wrong with you!? Why would you go to a club when you were supposed to have dinner with Mel?"

"Look, the reason I went to the club is because she doesn't do crap for me. Every time I want some, she refuses. We rarely do anything anymore, and all she focuses on is her family and wrestling career. What about me? I'm important too!"

"Un-­fucking­-believable..." Jon mumbled and shook his head in disgust

"And you should respect her interests and take an interest in the things she likes to do." Chrissy lectured

"Wrestling with half-naked men? I'll pass...she better be glad I approve of her doing this." Greg glared at them.

"Don't talk about her like that," Jon growled. "Why are you trying so hard to get in her pants, anyway?"

"Because she's hot. And she's starting to annoy the hell out of me with this waiting crap." Greg replied, making his intentions clear

"Why are you talking about her like that? Is that what you wanted? To get in her pants and then leave? That's not cool..." Chrissy crossed her arms and gave him a stern look.

"I'm tired of her talking about her virgin crap. Who is going to wait that long for her? I don't think I can do this, anymore." Greg admitted, revealing his impatience.

"She can do whatever the hell she wants and if you don't like it, get the hell out of here. And if she doesn't want to do it yet, then respect her wishes. And if you truly loved her, you would wait until she's ready." Jon exclaimed angrily.

"Jon." Chrissy put a hand on his arm to calm him down. "You talk about her like you own her. You don't. Plus, you wrestled in CZW, so why are talking so badly about wrestling?"

"Probably because Mel is better than him and he quit wrestling." Jon chuckled while Greg gave him an annoyed look.

"Whatever. I'm out of here." Greg headed for the door.

"And you're not going to stay with her and make sure she's okay?" Chrissy called out but he shut the door. "What an asshole! I cannot believe this!"

"I know..." Jon shook his head. Melanie managed to get out of bed and goes into the living room. "Mel, what are you doing out of bed?"

"I'm fine. I'm just..." She started to feel light-headed and began to fall down before Jon caught her in his arms.

"I got you," Jon murmurs and picks her bridal style. He walked her back into the bedroom and set her on the bed.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled.

"It's not your fault." He reassured.

"Yes it is...is it me?" She managed to say. "Ever since I told him I was still a virgin and wanted to wait, he's been a little distant. What did I do? I love him."

As much as Jon wanted to vent to her about what an ass Greg is, he decided against it. "I know I screwed ring rats, but you're different because you make chasing worthwhile. You're not easy like those ring rats I screwed. Stay that way. It's a good thing. Continue to wait until you're ready."

She smiled and closed her eyes. "You're so good to me."

Jon gave her a half smile as she started to sleep again. He looked at what she was wearing. She was wearing one of his shirts and thought it looked cute on her. He headed out the room and saw Chrissy grinning at him.

"You like her, don't you?" she teased.

"Uh, why would you think that?" Jon rubbed the back of his neck.

"You're so caring and protective. You don't do that to any of the other girls." she chuckled. "I think it's cute. Now if only she could break up with Greg."

During a CZW show, Melanie was in the ring, wearing her wrestling attire which was jeans, a white tank top with a black bra with fingerless gloves. She was in the ring with another bombshell. All of a sudden, Moxley's theme comes on.

"Great..." Melanie rolled her eyes.

"Introducing your special guest referee for this contest, Jon~ Moxley!" The announcer announced as Melanie's jaw dropped and the other bombshell looked confused.

"What? What!?" Melanie screamed as Jon came out with a cocky grin on his face.

Jon waved at her as he got in the ring. "Hello, Melanie."

"Fuck you." She snapped and gave him the middle finger.

"I'd love to fuck you."

Melanie sighed loudly as the bell rang three times. "Stay out of my way." she pointed to him and circled around the ring with the bombshell. Near the end of the match, Melanie hit the bombshell with a roundhouse kick to the face. She waited for her to get on her knees to run to the ropes but all of sudden, Moxley hit her with the Moxicity, knocking the wind out of her.

"What!?" The first commentator exclaimed. "What the hell was that!? That was crap!"

The bombshell crawled over to Melanie and went for the pin. Jon quickly counted to three as the crowd booed. He raised the bombshell's hand and then she left the ring.

Meanwhile, with Melanie, she held her head and glared at him, sliding out of the ring. "Bullshit..."

Moxley grabbed a mic and began to cut another promo on her, "Melanie has no fucking talent in this company. She fucked with me too many times and she should have saw this coming. The bitch had it coming."

Melanie went on to get a chair while Jon's back was turned from her.

"Uh oh. Melanie does not look happy." The second commentator said.

"She's about to explode!" The first commentator replied, anticipating what she was about to do.

Melanie slid back into the ring and waited for Jon to turn around. As soon as he did, she hit him in the face with the chair as the crowd cheered.

"Fuck you!" She hit him five more times.

"She just hit Jon Moxley with a chair!" The first commentator yelled.

She threw the chair away and started unloading on him as she kept yelling curse words. A few refs ran down the ring to separate the two. The refs got Jon out of the ring while Melanie went to get a mic.

"Hey! Hey, Moxley! That was a bullshit move, dude. You want to fuck with me? Big mistake. So, if you want to get your ass kicked, I have no problem!"

"You can't do shit to me!" Jon yelled back.

"Don't think this is over. I'm not done with you yet, motherfucker! You want to fuck with me? Get in this ring and fight me!" Melanie yelled as the crowd cheered in agreement.

Jon looked at the crowd and then back at her. He decided to take her up on her offer and got on the apron. But then he smirked and jumped off as the crowd booed him.

"You're not worth my time." He shrugged

'Next Week'

During a CZW show, Moxley and Sami thought it would be hilarious to sneak into Melanie's locker room, go through her bags, and take all her clothes and wrestling attire while she was in the shower. After waiting about ten minutes, they see her walking around, frantically backstage with a towel on, trying to find her clothes. From her facial expression, they could tell that she was very worried.

"Well, well...if it isn't little miss Melanie. Nice towel." Mox greeted her with a smirk, eyeing her up and down

"Wonder where your wrestling attire is...isn't your match up next?" Sami added.

"Still can't find them? So...I guess this means you're wrestling...naked tonight."

"Can't wait to see that!" He high-fived Moxley.

Melanie bitterly chuckled. "You two are a bunch of dicks..." she tried to walk away but Jon blocked her way. "...Move..."

"Oh, I'm not leaving. I like what I see. I like what I see, a lot..." He checked her out

"Out of the way."

"Hey, hey hey...leaving so soon?" He asked as he blocked her way again, making her bump into his chest.

"I'm gonna give you ten seconds to defend yourself if you don't get out of my way..." She threatened, making Sami laugh out loud.

"And what are you gonna do, Melly Belly? Kick us in the balls?" Sami suggested.

"Not a bad idea!" she swiftly kicked them both in the balls, before walking away.

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A couple weeks later, Melanie was forced to become Sami and Jon's valet after they won a tag team match for her services for a couple months for a storyline. During her time with the both of them was a lot of chaotic mess.

For instance:

'Moxley vs Brain Damage'

Near the end of the match, Melanie ran out with a chair as the crowd booed her. She slid in the ring, making sure she didn't get cut from all the glass scattered around. She was about to hit Brain Damage but he moved out of the way, making her hit Jon instead

Melanie's eyes widen. "Shit! Sorry!"

"Melanie! What the fuck!?" Sami yelled as he ran out.

"I said I was sorry!" she yelled back.

"Fuck him up!" Sami yelled while she rolled her eyes.

She turned around to see Brain Damage with a drill in his hands. She looked a little taken aback since he was so bloody and glaring at her. She took a step back and turned around, about to run out of the ring but he grabbed her by the hair. She screamed as the crowd cheered and started chanting 'Cut her open!'

Sami ran into the ring and was about to hit him with a bat but Brain Damage threw Melanie on the mat, and luckily Jon caught her from hitting the glass. Brain Damage shifted his attention to Sami and threatened to drill him until Jon caught him in a roll-up pin for the win.

Melanie slid out of the ring and hugged Jon as he stumbled down on the ground while Sami met up with them at ringside.

"Here is your winner! Jon Moxley!" The announcer declared

"Fuck him up!" Sami yelled

"Are you okay!?" Melanie asked Jon.

"You worry a lot," Jon smirked, enjoying her concern. "I like it."

"Are you serious? You almost got your head cut open! How can I not be worried?"

"I'm fine. It's just a fucking scratch."

"A big fucking scratch."

Later, she hung out with Jon and Sami to watch the rest of the matches. The crowd was loud and hyped during Nick Gage's match against Thumbtack Jack. Melanie, as always, had a bowl of grapes in her hands, popping them in her mouth like they were candy.

"Mel you look like you gained weight. Eating too much grapes?" Sami teased and poked her stomach.

Melanie chuckled. "Okay...don't be a dick."

"Haha, I'm just messin' with ya." Sami laughed.

All of a sudden they hear loud 'Ohs' and 'Holy shit' chants from the crowd after Nick got thrown into the light tubes, that were propped between the ropes.

"Damn! Is he really hurt?" She cringed and started to look concerned when people started to help him.

"I think so, a doctor is rushing over to him," Jon replied as they watched people take him to the back. There was blood all over him and the doctor had to use towels under his arm to stop the bleeding.

Melanie started to look nervous. "This is why I hate light tubes."

After the show, Melanie drove Jon back to his place which he shared with Chrissy Rivera. Jon was bloody from head to toe, and seriously needed a shower.

"Take a long, hot shower. I'll make you a cheese steak." Melanie headed to the kitchen and placed her bag on the counter. Jon looked at her taking out the ingredients to make the food, and chuckled.

"Only you would have that in your bag."

Melanie was about to answer but stopped herself before pondering. "...I...crave things. I did go to the store before we left the event,"

Jon examined the scars he received from his matches at the tournament. "Oh? Finally lost your card and got pregnant? Was that why Sami said you gained weight?"

"No, and no I'm not pregnant." She firmly noted.

"All right then." He headed to the bathroom but seconds later he came back out. "Wait, shouldn't you be with your boyfriend? You know how overprotective he is."

Melanie rolled her eyes and started to become annoyed. "Can we not talk about him?!" She snapped, getting negative memories of Greg.

"Whoa, calm down. I didn't mean to make you mad." He put his hands up in defense.

Melanie ran her hands through her hair and sighed. "Just forget it. I just...I just want to be with you, right now."

"Well, I'm here. Now what's going on with you and him?"

"Take a shower." She evaded.

"Not until you answer my question."

"You should really wash that blood off."

"What is going on?"

"Can you please just drop it!?"

"I know something is wrong. I'm not gonna stop asking you until you tell me." Jon persisted. Melanie gave him a stern look and started preparing his meal. "So now you're ignoring me, huh? I think I know what it is. Looks like you haven't been getting a lot of attention."

"Or maybe it's because I still have my card. He keeps trying to pressure me. It's turning me off and he gets really angry."

Jon rested his elbows on the counter. "You just need to relax."

"You should take a shower."

"You should take one with me." He suggested.

Melanie stopped what she was doing and looked up at him. "Are you serious?"

"No joke." He replied with a serious face.

"Jon, I'm still with him."

"Do you want to stay with him?

"I...don't know."

"You're blinded by love."

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are. The guy cheated on you several times and you're still with him. It's okay to just say fuck you, I don't want to be with you anymore. I think you want to believe you're still in love with him so that your relationship with him can still last. That's not love."

"I love him, Jon. End of discussion."

Jon showed a mischievous look on his face and walked around the counter. "Well if you loved him so much, you wouldn't be staring at my chest this whole time."

"Was not..." She mumbled as he got behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Well if you loved him so much, would you let me do this?" He started to lightly kiss the smooth skin of her neck. Melanie immediately started to relax despite trying not to enjoy the skilled mouth of Jon's. Unfortunately, the pleasure didn't last long because he released her. "Haha, the look of disappointment on your face is hilarious. So much for loving that guy. That was fun wasn't it?"

"Jon." She gave him a stern look while rubbing her neck.

"All right, all right. I'll be in the shower while you continue to pretend you don't want me to kiss your neck again...and in other places." He goes into the bathroom.

Melanie exhaled and sat on the couch, in the living room. She ran her hands through her hair. Was it cheating to get a love mark from another man, let alone having one of your best guy friends give you the love mark. And it felt good? But you're dating someone who disrespects you? She should really break up with Greg. What is the point anymore?

After Jon took a shower, he walked back out in his shorts and no shirt. "All right, do you wanna have sex or not?"

"Jon!" Melanie exclaimed, while he gave her a grin. "This is serious!"

"I am serious. Do you or not, in general?"

"I do but­-"

"Then get over here."

"I don't want to be treated as some play toy or ring rat. I'm not like that and I don't want to just lose it like that."

"Losing it isn't going to be perfect. Just as long as you trust someone. Do you trust Greg?"

"No, not at all."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"There you have it." He sat down on the couch, next to her.

"I feel like you're treating this like a joke."

"Melanie." He began in a deep tone. "I don't mind deflowering you right here, right now if you want me to. I'm not one for doing that romantic crap, but I know I can make you feel special, unlike that jackass...only if you let me."

"You've screwed so many girls."

"And so has he. But I know I can screw better than him. And you'll be the first I do it with meaning."

"You're my best friend."

"Wouldn't that be a better choice?"

"We're not even together."

"I can change that." He smirked. "Just stay here with me."

The temptation was building as she started to ponder about his offer but sighed. "I really want to, but this will be the first place, he'll try to find me. You know he doesn't like you. And what you did is going to really trigger it."

"So, are you planning on telling him about what we did?"

"What you did."

"What we did. You didn't stop me. And I saw that look of disappointment when I stopped."

Melanie sighed. "No, I'm not going to tell."

"How are you gonna explain to him about that mark?" He looked at the love mark on her neck.

"I'll just put makeup on it. No big deal."

"Man...how can you deal with that loser?"

"I don't give in to his pressure."

"I almost pressured you."

"No, you didn't. You see the thing is, I just feel really comfortable with you."

"Glad to hear," Jon cracked a smile

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It was a day before Thanksgiving. Melanie was in her street clothes and had her gym bag on her. She saw Jon, tying his sneakers in his locker room. "Hey, how are you spending Thanksgiving? Going home to your family?" Melanie grinned.

"Uh, yeah..." Jon lied

"That doesn't sound so enthusiastic. Are you all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Dude, you can tell me if something is on your mind. What's up?"

"Just drop it, okay?"

"No, I'm not going to drop it. What is the big deal? It's supposed to be a happy time. A happy time with you spending Thanksgiving with your family."

He sighed. "That's the thing...I'm spending Thanksgiving alone."

"What?" she exclaimed as he explained his past and how he was raising himself at an early age. "I'm sorry...I didn't know you had it rough like that..."

He shook his head. "Doesn't matter."

"Yes, it does. Look, why don't you stay with me and spend Thanksgiving with my family?" she happily suggested. "You've met my parents before."

"Nah..."

"Why are you being so difficult? No one should be alone for Thanksgiving."

"Well, maybe it's because it wouldn't be right, to spend Thanksgiving with your family. We're different people, Melanie. You're daddy's little girl, and I'm just a bad guy. Your family wouldn't accept me. Or accept me hanging out with you."

"Stop it. They accepted you before when I introduced you to them. You are welcome there, anytime, Jon. Just come with me, okay?"

"Melanie, just stop, all right? I'm not going."

"You are being ridiculous, right now. I don't get why you would want to spend Thanksgiving alone when you have a family who loves you and treats you like their own son. My father and mother love you. They truly love you, Jon."

"Mel, I'm sorry, but I can't. I don't want them to think of me differently because of my past."

"Are you fucking kidding me, right now?" She threw her arms up, sighing loudly.

"No, I'm not fucking kidding, right now." Jon snapped.

Melanie rolled her eyes. "You think they are going to abandon you because of your past? Who gives a shit? Let's move on and focus on now. Not the past." she replied as Jon stood up, about to leave. She pushed him back to keep him from leaving. "You know what Jon? I wish you would let me in because I'm one of your female friends who isn't trying to screw you, break your heart, or want you for your looks. I'm here because I care about you and you are my best friend. Okay, so you're violent, I've seen your matches, but I don't care. You're you. So, I'll take no for an answer. But if you want to talk to me, don't call me, don't text me, and don't even email me. You're gonna have to see me face to face, at my place. I'll leave my window unlocked for you. I just hope you come."

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'Later, at night'

It was raining and Melanie was in her room, sleeping while her TV was on. All of a sudden, her window opened and Jon slid in like he usually would whenever he'd visit from time to time. He shut the window but it made a sound and Melanie woke up, holding her chest, breathing heavily.

"You scared the crap out of me,"

"Sorry..." he murmured

"I didn't think you'd come." she looked at him and got off the bed to hug him. He was soaked. To his hair, to his leather jacket and gray short-sleeved shirt and jeans. It made her PJs a little damp.

"Ah...I gave it a lot of thought."

"Glad you came. Wow, you're soaked." she ran her right hand through his damp hair. "You should change into some warmer clothes." she goes to her dresser. "Remember the shirt and sweatpants you lent me when I forgot to bring changing clothes during one of the CZW shows? I still got them."

"Thanks." he takes the clothes from her. "I thought you were going to do an all-nighter tonight."

"Trust me, I wanted to but my mom wants me to help cook with her. Early."

"So glad I'm not you, right now."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You should help."

"I'll think about it." he smiled warmly, taking off his leather jacket.

Melanie laughed as he stared to remove his shirt, "Don't change in front of me,"

"Don't like what you see?" he teased, making her face warm

"That's not what I meant. Go in my bathroom and change." she pointed to the door in her room.

"You sure you don't want to see what I got under my pants?"

"Haha. No." Her blush continued to get worse.

"Come on, I know you do. Want me to tell you how big I am?"

"No! Bathroom, now!" She laughed and pushed him

Jon laughed and did what he was told. "Okay! Okay!"

Moments later, he came out of the bathroom and saw Melanie lying down on the bed. He decided to lie down on the floor.

"Why are you sleeping on the floor, man? Get your ass on the bed." She looks down at him.

"You sure you want me in the same bed as you?"

"Why'd you think I'd let you sleep on the floor? Get up here," she demanded as he stood up to get under the covers with her. "You are warm! I love it. Hold me," she snuggled into him.

Jon chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist. In the morning, he woke up first and saw Melanie sleeping. He gently moved some hair from her face and smiled down at her. He was thankful for her, letting him in her life and family with a past like his. She was really something.

"Stop staring, you're making me blush..." Melanie mumbled.

"I make you blush? Sweet..." he replied with a victorious grin. "Hey, do your parents know I'm here?"

"Yeah," she replied. "We should get up unless you want my mom to throw a bucket of water on you. She did that to me last Thanksgiving and it was not pretty."

After they get situated, they go downstairs and into the kitchen to see Jane cooking. "Melanie! Jon! Good morning!" Jane grinned.

"Where's dad?" Melanie asked as she gave Jane a kiss on the cheek.

"Out for a morning jog. He should be back soon. Would you two mind helping out with the pies?"

"Sweet, you got pecan pie." Jon grinned as he saw the pecan pie box on the counter.

"Melanie requested it." Jane smiled.

"Really?" Jon looked at Melanie with admiration in his eyes. Seeing her nod in approval, he replied, "Wow...thanks, Mel! I appreciate it!"

"Not a problem!"

"Thanks for having me here."

"Oh Jon, you are always welcome here. I love you like a son, sweetie." Jane gave him a kiss on the cheek and a warm hug. Jon hugged her back, feeling the love and affection.

Melanie smiled at the two. "Now are you glad you came?"

"Completely," Jon replied

After they helped out, Jon and Mel hang out in her room. "My mom usually stays at home, while my dad teaches at his dance studio." she put her hair in a bun.

"Ah, I see. Your dad is Puerto Rican, right?"

"Yeah, and my mom is English. They married when I was born. So whenever my age is, that's their anniversary. I think it's pretty funny."

'Weeks Later'

Jon puts on a shirt with jeans after a match. "Hey, happy birthday!" Melanie smiled as she had her gym bag in her hands.

Jon flashed her a small smile. "Thanks."

"So, doing anything special tonight?"

"Probably getting drunk at the bar with the guys. Nothing new."

Melanie looked at him in slight shock. "No gifts?"

"Nah."

"No cake?"

"Nope."

"Okay, you're coming with me tonight."

"Birthday sex? We can do it right here."

"No silly!" Melanie laughed, getting used to his flirty and playful advances. "I'm going to take you out."

"Shouldn't a guy take out a girl for lunch or dinner?"

"It's your birthday, and you really should do this instead of drinking at a bar. Come on, please? I promise it'll be worth it."

"I can't resist your charm. Fine..."

"Awesome! Let's go."

"In this?" Jon looks at his casual clothing.

"We're going to a diner. I would always go there as a teen after school. Casual clothing is fine." she reassured.

Jon and her drive to a diner called 'Johnny Rockets'. Jon reluctantly got out of the car as he watched how excited Melanie looked to be at the diner again.

"Uhhhh you sure about this?" he asked.

"Shh!" Melanie grabbed his hand and dragged him into the diner.

"Melanie! Good to see you again, sweetie." A woman in her mid-40s greeted her with a bubbly smile.

"Hi! It's my friend's birthday today, thought I might treat him to one of my favorite spots to eat."

"Oh wow, he's handsome. Lemme get you two a table. Right this way."

"Thanks, Miss Amy."

"Melanie, I told you about calling me Miss. Just call me Amy."

"Habit." The Philly girl shrugged

"So, who is the birthday boy?"

"I'm Jon."

"Nice to meet you, sweetie. Check out the menu. You'll love it here. I'll be back in a few minutes." Amy, the waitress walked away.

"Find anything?" Melanie asked.

"A lot of stuff here..."

"I always get a Philly cheese steak."

"Guess you are a Philadelphian." Jon lets out a chuckle.

"Yep! Once in a blue moon, I'll get a cheeseburger and fries."

After a couple minutes, Amy returned. "Mel, the usual? Philly cheese steak?"

"Yes." she answered and gave her the menu.

"And what about you, pumpkin?" Amy asked.

"Ah...I guess I'll get the Rocket Double and some fries." Jon confirmed.

"What are your drinks?"

"She'll get a Sprite and I'll get a Diet Coke," Jon answered for Melanie and himself as Melanie snapped her head to him in astonishment.

"How'd you know I like Sprite?" Melanie asked

"I've been observant." Jon grinned

"What a good friend he is. I'll be back with your orders." Amy said and grabbed Jon's menu. She put her pen in her long black hair which is wrapped up in a bun and walked away.

"That's cool how you know I like sprite. I guess I gotta remember the stuff you like."

After they ate, Amy brought out a birthday cake with 25 candles on it. "I baked you a small cake. Happy birthday." Amy smiled.

"Thanks, I owe you." Melanie replied.

"No worries! It's on the house sweetie," Amy walked away.

"This cake is for me? Seriously?" Jon asked as he stared at the cake in awe. It simply said 'Happy 25th Birthday Jon!'

Melanie laughed. "Yes! Now make a wish!"

Jon chuckled softly and nodded. "All right." he blew out the candles. "You really didn't have to do this for me."

"Can you please stop saying that? I wanted to do this for you. You can return the favor if it makes you feel better. Now let's eat some cake!" Melanie exclaimed and cut a piece of vanilla cake. She dipped her right index finger on the icing of her slice and put it on Jon's nose. "Haha, couldn't resist."

"Cute..." Jon took a napkin and wiped his nose as he grinned. After they have dinner, Jon drove Melanie home and walked her to her doorstep. "Thanks for tonight. You were right, this was better than the bar."

"See! I told ya! Thanks for taking me home."

"No problem."

"Oh, before you go, I got you something," Melanie remembered as she dug in her pockets.

"You got me a gift?" Jon questioned in surprise.

"Of course, dude!" she took out a black leather bracelet. "I made it myself. My mom's sister knows how to make bracelets and taught me how. Sorry I didn't wrap it but I hope you like it." she looked nervous, anticipating his reaction.

"Hell yeah, I do!" He wrapped his arms around her and twirled her around.

"Hahaha! I'm glad!"

'A few days later'

Melanie was in tears of frustration as she knocked on Jon's door. Jon opened it and Melanie gave him an apologetic smile and wiped her tears.

"Sorry to come here unexpectedly. I...I didn't have anywhere else to go." She sniffed and he let her in.

"What's wrong?" He embraces her.

"I'm so stupid. I'm so stupid!" She released him and started pacing around.

"What happened?" He shut the door and turned his attention to her.

"He cheated on me, again. I don't understand. I thought we were doing so good." She sighed. "I'm sorry, I keep venting to you with all my problems. You know what? I should get him back. Get some revenge. How about you kiss me? How about that?"

"H­-hey." Jon got pushed down on the couch and she straddled him. "Mel." He tried to reason.

She sighed and got off him. "What's gotten into me?" She ran her hands through her hair. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen. I'm just not myself. Ugh, and now you think I'm crazy. I'm sorry."

"It's no problem." He fixed his shirt.

"No problem? I just straddled you. Weren't you going to­-"

"Mel, I'm not going take advantage of you when you're like this. You need to cool down and clear your head. You just need to think."

Melanie exhaled. "Thanks. That makes me feel a lot better."

He stood up and noticed a small bruise on her hand. "Did he hit you?"

Melanie looked away. "...Almost. He grabbed me pretty hard."

"You're getting out of that relationship. Now."

"It's nothing really-­"

"Are you kidding me? Ever since you started dating him, you've been losing your mind. You're getting out of this unhealthy relationship. Now. He isn't going to drag you down from being a great wrestler just because he isn't."

"But I­-"

"You can stay with me. Okay?"

"This is happening so fast."

"Then just spend the night. No way in hell I'm letting you go back there. We'll pick up your stuff tomorrow."

She gave him a small smile. "Thanks. I appreciate this."

"No problem. Come on, let's just chill and watch a movie to get your mind off things."

After they get situated and sit on the couch, Jon hands her a bowl of popcorn made from the stove. She popped one in her mouth and looked at the popcorn weirdly. "Uh...what the heck is in this?"

"Oh, Chrissy and I started to put random crap in our popcorn and I decided to make this. You like? I put cinnamon in it." Jon grinned.

Melanie started to smile and popped another one in her mouth.

"It's...freakishly good. Wanna play Truth, Truther, or Truthest?" She suggested as she sat next to Jon on the couch, pretzel style.

"What the hell, all right." he shrugged, turning his head to her instead of the TV. "Truthest."

"Hm...ever got arrested?"

"Oh yeah." He replied and began to tell her the crazy stories. It amused Melanie in some way, but she did feel bad. But he reassured her that he was fine. "Stop being such a cutie, and stop worrying so much. I'm fine."

"All right, all right." She accepted his wishes and popped another grape in her mouth. After several back-and-forth questions, it was back to Jon.

"Truther." He replied.

"How many chicks have you slept with?"

"A lot."

Melanie rolled her eyes out of amusement. "You're a piece of work. Truthest."

"How many people have YOU slept with?"

"Still none." She shrugged

The next morning, Melanie got ready to leave. "Thanks for spending the night with me."

"No problem. What are friends for? Those horror movies we watched were so corny though. We gotta find some good ones." Jon brought up. "I'll make sure to find something better."

"Great. So what are your plans for today?"

"Wrestle, drink some beer, screw a couple of chicks. The usual."

"Ah...I see. Well, I hope you have fun."

"Thanks, I will. Is that jerk gonna yell at you again?" He asked as they start walking down the street.

"He just...really envies you for some reason. I always see him getting so hyped up, around you. It's like a competition, every time he sees you."

"Melanie. Remember what I told you. End it and be careful."

She nodded. "I will. Don't worry. I know how much you care." She smiled and he headed off to the gym to train, while she continued walking down the street.

Greg quickly appeared behind her, giving her an annoyed look. "Well well. It looks like you seem to leave, every chance you get, to wrap your arms around him and make sure you're the only important woman in his life." Greg berated her as she quickly turned around.

"You scared me." She held her chest. "And what are you talking about? It's not like that."

"Oh really? Then where were you last night?"

"At a friend's. I slept over."

"With whom exactly?"

"Look, don't tell me how to live my life-"

"Shut up. The way he touches and looks at you, disgusts me. Stop seeing him."

"But I­-"

"I wasn't asking for your permission. You are going to stop seeing him. And if I catch you with him, it won't be pretty, got it? You are my business and I demand to know everything that you are doing. You're not gonna talk to him ever again, you hear me?"

Something inside of her clicked, and she couldn't take it anymore. "You know what? No. I'm not going to stop seeing him."

"What did you just say?" He glared at her.

"You are the biggest asshole, ever. I'm done. I can't take it anymore. I'm breaking up with you. All you do is treat me like shit, you screw all these skanky ass bitches, and you don't give me the respect I deserve. So you know what? Fuck you, and have a nice life."

Greg let out a laugh. "You can't break up with me."

"I just fucking did. I'm out of here." She turned and stormed off.

"You're gonna regret this!" He yelled.

#forced to believe #the shield #morgan lopez #wwe #dean ambrose #roman reigns #seth rollins #wwe oc #wrestling fanfic #dean ambrose x oc #jon moxley #The Shield 4th member #dean Ambrose fluff #Jon Moxley fluff

[chordsykat]

You seem to be one of the best oc creators in the fandom and I was wondering if you had any advice on mtl ocs? I wanna make one but I'm not sure where to start!

Goddamn, anon. That's one hell of a compliment to wake up to, but I'm glad you like my characters all the same. Truth is, this fandom is full of very fleshed-out, intricate OCs. Utterly jam-packed. I only think mine get a lot of attention because I present their stories in a visual media, as I am extremely, extremely lucky to have the time and energy to do so. I'm also old and benefit from having my characters for over ten years. I have had a lot of time to get to know them.

That said, entering into a fandom with a lot of excellent OCs might seem a bit intimidating, but the first thing you have to remember is that it's a fandom space and it's all about having fun. We're all really supportive of each other in this arena, which is another rare thing for fandoms in general -- but here in MTL you shouldn't be afraid to just dive right in.

I'm not sure if you're more of an artist or writer, but the first real piece of advice I can give is that there's no wrong way to make a character. For me, drawing them is most helpful, but you might also want to get their traits down on paper, first. What do they look like? How do they move? What are their basic personality traits, too? Any way you want to tackle it is fine. If you do happen to be a visual artist, I just happen to have a little tutorial I made on character design, right here.

Honestly, I think another thing that Baen-Shee benefits from is the fact that I made a whole group of them, instead of just a one-off individual. There's a built-in sense of "Oh, it all fits!" when you make multiple characters, and have them all taking on different roles. In this case, they're a band, so you can play off traits typically associated with people in their individual musical sweet-spots: Confident frontwoman, badass lead-guitarist, cocky drummer, mysterious bassist, demure rhythm-guitarist, etc. They're also a family, and you can work within those associations. And, as you'll come to find out - they're also a bunch of superheroes, so you can work with associations tied to their elemental powers. It's all reciprocal when you do work on multiple characters at the same time - you can see what I mean when you look at their individual character sheets and compare them.

Also, don't be intimidated by making a band if you yourself have never been in one. I think this is one of the things that holds a lot of people back from making MTL OCs, specifically. First of all - this fandom is full of original characters who are not, themselves, musicians or in any way inclined. Don't feel like you have to have a character that is in music in some way. Second, if you do want to make an ensemble act -- Just model them after a band you like and go from there. If you're caught-up on details about how certain aspects of music and instruments and all that work, I have a tutorial for that as well and plan to make more. You don't have to be a band-guy to be in this fandom. Hell, you don't have to be a "music" guy. You just have to be creative!

So, now we've come to the part where I say you can basically take everything I just said and throw it out the window if you only want to follow one rule. And that rule is this:

Give your character a story that will make people care about them.

If your audience can read a story about this character, step into their shoes for a while, and find a place of comfort, there - congratulations! You have written a good character. Are there small intricacies to this and could I go on for days and days about what all this means and what ways you can go about doing this? For sure - but until I get the time to do that, rest-assured that people will be drawn to revisit stories about your OC, the more they find themselves caring about them. And the key to that is putting them in situations where the reader finds themselves rooting for them. I really think this is the biggest way to win an audience over for an OC (or a pile of them, as the case may be). One small point of advice, though: Try not to step on other characters' toes as you do this. Especially the canon cast's. Unless it's funny. Then, go nuts.

I promise more tutorials on this in the future, anon. I invite you, meanwhile, to go check out the Metalocalypse OCs Wiki and study the characters you find interesting. See how they're put together, and pay close attention to what makes them compelling to you. It'll surely give you ideas for your own OCs. @thatwritingho has put a ton of work into it, and you're sure to want to spend hours there, if you're into making characters of your own.

As I said, there's a lot to this - but I hope to explore it in even greater detail, in future posts. Hope the things I linked and what I've said here so far though, is of use to you!

#character design #oc design #mtl oc #metalocalypse #mtl #writing advice #how-to #really good questions #answered

[shitty-fallout-art]

Fallout ask meme #7 #14 and #25

Already answered 7!

14. Whats one animal not currently present in the series that you REALLY WANNA see in the irradiated hellscape?

-Initially I would have said gators, and I really wanna say that gatorclaws don't count since they're just retextured deathclaws buuuut.

Pigs. Wild pigs do very well on their own and they'd be quite a force in the wasteland, especially if irradiated. I think most people are familair with domesticated pigs in a farm setting and don't think about the wild boars that gore people and tear up your fucking yard. Imagine if that thang was even larger and had three heads all melted into each other?

25. I actually do want to hear about your fallout OCS! PLEASE give me a fun fact about each one you have!

-E...each one..? How about three of my AU characters since I have so damn many of them.

Swapout Nick/N1-33: Since human Nick does not have an established canonical appearance (his synth form is a default gen-2 and I don't take that as being indicative of his former features), I partially modeled his face off of 1930's actor Humphrey Bogart.

Horrorout Deacon: His design originated from a very very very old "oc" of mine from my prepubescent creepypasta days. I had a lot of them but this one was workshopped between myself and an old friend of mine, though with significant changes being made that honesty? I might like to recycle for other characters.

Fellout Hancock/Washington: Part of my favorite thing about designed "Hancock variants" is deciding how to incorporate the american flag as an accessory. Canon hancock wears it as a belt, and swapout cait/betsy ross wears it as a headband, so for fellout I instantly knew I wanted to model it as an ascot. I feel like an ascot is more "high end" fashion accessory that really encapsulates what his character is supposed to be in this particular AU, as a corupted political figure who has lost touch with the people he initially sympahtized with/was a part of. The flag being worn as a belt, you can make the argument that it symbolizes having a more practical function in his character, where as the ascot is just a decorative piece that has lost its true meaning.

[somekindofsentience]

Tell me about yourself! :D

what do you wanna know that isn't already on the me post?? jsjsjhshjshj

i'm really not that interesting. my motivation for writing is purely "i can't draw, but must express my batshit insane levels of creativity".

i like biology and chemistry! i'm particularly interested in therapeutic gene editing, but i can speak on a lot of biology and chemistry topics because i have godlike high school notes. if i can't speak on something, i'll research it until i can. i am interested in psychology, but find the levels of uncertainty in the space unstable.

i'm currently doing a research project on S. aureus bacteria and its high salt tolerance, that's been fun. got to pour nutrient agar recently, waiting for bacteria shipment so i can swab it.

i'm australian, which is a jumpscare for some people. i say 'bah-sil'.

i have OCD, at least speculated OCD. i like to refer to my intrusive thoughts as twitch chat (stole that from a twitter meme) because it makes things even slightly more bearable, but otherwise it's a nightmare. i try my best to talk about my real experiences with OCD, because there's a lot of misinformation and public stigma about the condition. i experienced a lot of "non-stereotypical" symptoms (mental compulsions and avoidance behaviours, for example) as i was growing up, and it really felt like i was going insane a lot of the time, so if i can talk about my experiences and maybe help someone even a little, then maybe things will be a bit better. i dunno.

i was a natural at english (the subject) as a kid, which is probably why i can do analyses well. i used to be quite a bit better at being creative, because i could actually write down my little ocs and such, these days i daydream about them doing things to songs and make the very occasional picrew. (maybe i'll introduce them sometime)

i have an anatomically correct model of a heart? it's from my late grandmother.

i play a lot of switch games, so i've got zelda (botw and totk), splatoon 3, omori, pokemon violet, other stuff. i've played all the etherane games, as well. big gamer. i used to be an anime person, but i kinda ran out of steam to watch anime? i occasionally read manga - i'm trying to keep up with oshi no ko and liar satsuki can see death. i also like yoarashi ni warau. i get all my obscure lesbian psychological thriller from a close friend of mine who is very cool.

#sentient rambles #about me #actually ocd

[lycheesuwa]

Sunrise Part 3: Inarizaki Intruder

Listen to: Cruel Summer (Taylor Swift: LOVER album) | I'm not Her (Julia Brennan)

Osamu x Reader x Suna [Fluff/ Angst] (angst, suggestions of nsfw)

Summary: You meet a certain restaurant owner...

This story is heavy Suna in the beginning (Osamu does not appear until chapter 3)

Featuring: Watanabe Natsuki, her brother Watanabe Tenji, and another girl~ (all OCs of mine)

link to part 2 | link to part 4

(2494 words)

You sleep with Suna several more times. For almost the rest of the month you'll go over to his place once or twice a week, or he'll go to yours. Natsuki hates it, and you know it, but she doesn't say anything. She asks you to go to bars with her and meet new people and takes you to a club once even though she hates dancing, because she wants you to get over Suna, even though she's made a point to never meet him. 

“I have two tickets to see the EJP Raijin game against MSBY Black Jackal this weekend,” Natsuki places two tickets onto the table in the middle of your apartment. “If you want… we can go.”

“You got tickets? I thought they were sold out,” You recall something Suna mentioned at the bar before taking you home two nights before. The purple-blue hickey on your collar is still visible, although more faint, and your concealer is running thin. It’s only been three months, but his libido is high, and you’re more than happy to reciprocate his advances. Afterall, you’re going to make Suna real, and not an enigma. It doesn't matter if he told you he's not looking for a relationship, you know how these things turn out in movies and books. 

“Yeah… Um, my brother is on EJP Raijin,” Natsuki sighs. “We have court-side seats.”

Your eyes widen. You knew that her brother played in high school; but to be a Japanese national athlete too? “Why didn't you tell me?!” you exclaim. “Natsuki, that's so cool! Your brother must be insanely good!”

“He's alright,” Natsuki blushes. “So will you join me?”

You and Natsuki wear yellow to show you're supporting EJP Raijin, and not whatever the other random team is. And you're stuck in a jersey that has the number 3 on it because she was too embarrassed to. Apparently it's her brother’s jersey and number. You'd rather it have a 9, but you're here to support her brother. Mostly.

On the side of the court you can see how tall the players are. They tower over you as you take your seat and jump even higher. And somehow, next to all of them, Suna looks on the shorter side. Even MSBY looks huge, their middle blockers several more centimeters taller than Suna. But he's strong, and they play hard, and Natsuki keeps screaming “Go Ji-nii-san!” until her words break because her voice is shot.

And they win in the end, and Natsuki pulls you aside to wait for the end of the game and when the team comes from the locker rooms she throws herself at the tallest guy and wraps her arms around his neck and he hugs her back.

“Hey, thanks for making it out here today, Imouto.”

So that's her brother. He's tall, and he's attractive in a model-worthy way; square jaw, strong brow, intense crystal blue eyes. And he's walking towards you and says in a voice that's almost too deep and seeps into your bones and rattles them just a little when he speaks, “thank ya fertaking care a’ ma sister. I heard so much about ‘cha, (Y/n).”

Not even your last name— your first. 

“N- nice to meet you!” You somehow stutter out.

Your gaze falls on a certain brunette behind him, watching you with careful golden-green eyes. He turns his head slowly away, although his orbs track your line of sight as you nod to Tenji.

“Natsuki, we're going out fer drinks with tha’ old Inarizaki guys since Miya Atsumu is here,” Tenji says to his sister. “(Y/n) and ya should join us.”

You turn to your long time roommate, and friend. Natsuki wrinkles her nose. “I don't wanna drink with your team.”

“It's not the team, it's Inarizaki. C'mon, I'll be there and make sure nothing happens ta ya,” Tenji coaxes.

Natsuki turns to you. “D’ya wanna go?” she asks. She only spent like a minute talking to her brother and her Kansai dialect is back, even if only faintly.

“Sure,” you nod.

Tenji puts his arm around her shoulder before he turns to his team and waves at Suna to join the rest of you. He's standing with a guy with light chestnut colored hair, and the two walk over.

“Komori-kun is gonna join us,” Suna says. “He's gonna try and convince Kiyoomi-kun to join too.”

“Sweet. This is my kid sister, Natsuki, and her friend from uni, (Y/n)-san,” Tenji introduces you.

Suna smirks as he lifts his right hand in a peace sign. “Yo, (Y/n)-chan,” he stresses your first name like a taunt.

Your breath catches when he throws in a wink at the end. Curse his beautiful face for making you lose composure for a second. “M-my name is (Y/l/n), (Y/n),” you correct, bowing.

Tenji’s face flickers in annoyance at his sister introducing you by your first name. “C'mon, ya can meet ’Tsumu and his brother. Omi-kun too.” He leads you over to some of the members of MSBY who are exiting their own locker room.

At the front is a man with platinum blonde hair, and behind him a guy with wavy black hair and a face mask. The platinum haired guy looks to be in much brighter spirits with his hand in the air and a small smile on his face, although you can tell it’s forced. “Hey, Sunarin, Ten-ten,” he greets Suna and Tenji. “Good game ya played out there.”

“Thanks, ’Tsumu,” Suna says. You’re introduced to the guy with the mask but your attention is on the brunette behind you, trying to figure out what they’re talking about, but the ’Tsumu guy’s accent is too strong after talking to Tenji, and he’s speaking too fast, and he’s just a bit too far away to hear properly.

Tenji offers to drive you to the bar where he rents a private room and a boy and girl from Inarizaki who came to watch the EJP vs. MSBY game join you. The boy is a spitting image of the platinum blonde, except his hair is a natural shade of brown. 

The girl is adorable. She’s the perfect height for her to wrap her arms around Suna’s neck so he has to pick her up, but her body is clearly that of an adult. Her hair is long and pulled back into a half rose bun, the rest of it curled in soft waves that fall down her back, although at the moment they’re streaming behind her as Suna spins her around in their embrace. She’s beautiful, and she keeps her arms around Suna’s neck as she congratulates him, finally landing a kiss on his cheek once he sets her down. If there’s anyone who radiates warmth and the sun more than her, you’re not sure you know them. Even her auburn-colored hair is streaked with natural highlights, reminding you of sunlight on japanese-maple leaves.

Suna’s face is bright red, and he stands to his full height as the girl finally lets go, and your attention is brought back to Natsuki and her brother. Tenji’s asking what you want to drink and you wave your hand towards the makeshift bar where ’Tsumu is rummaging through the bottles to pour people their desired poison of the night, a careless, “whatever you have.”

Whatever you have to distract me from Suna… Suna, who has his arm around that girl’s shoulders, so she’s forced to sit next to him on the farthest couch from you. Suna who gives her sly smiles and makes sure she’s not drinking too much as the night goes on, even after Natsuki and ’Tsumu leave to go to the bathroom, Natsuki to throw up, and ’Tsumu to do the same, most likely.

You’re sitting at the edge of your couch wondering how many times Suna’s gone to her place instead of yours. How many times he’s whispered the same filthy words into her hair as he takes her from behind, or how many times he’s filled her up with his cum. How many times he’s shown up to practice with scratch marks down his back from her, and you hate how long her legs are, and how nice her ass is, even while wearing modest pantsuit. How perfect she looks tucked up against Suna as she pulls her legs onto the long couch to lean into his side, and his arm goes from the back of the couch to wrap around her so his hand is draped languidly across her waist.

“Hey, ya went ta Kobe University? I went there too,” a voice snaps you out of your daze.

You’re staring at ’Tsumu’s brother, his hair a dark brown color, locks beginning to settle on his head normally than when they were plastered to his forehead from being stuffed under a hat that read ‘Miya’ on the front. “Um… yeah,” you say, “I went there. I just graduated, with her,” you nudge Natsuki’s arm where she's leaning against you.

“I did too. Big school— I was in business management,” he says.

You raise your eyebrows, and glance from him to Suna again. Suna's lips are in the girl’s hair, whispering, and she’s holding his free hand, fingers playing with the steel ring across his right index finger.

“Ma names Osamu, but ya should just call meh ’Samu,” Osamu offers, forcing you to look into his eyes again. They're a shade of blue that's so dark they almost look black. “S’easier than sayin’ ma full name.” His dialect is strong. If you didn’t have practice talking to Natsuki you would have gotten lost because he speaks quickly too.

“I’m (Y/n),” you say, distracted as Suna stands up and pulls the girl to her feet.

Osamu finally turns to Suna and the girl since it looks like they’re leaving.

Together.

Osamu stands and goes to clap Suna on the shoulder, pulls the girl in for a hug which she only sort of returns, and he says something stern to her. She nods, eyes almost shut, bottom lip jutting out in a pout. She shakes her head and then a sleepy smile falls on her face as she turns to Suna.

“Let’s go home, Rin,” she says. 

Something starts to sink in your chest. She called him ‘Rin’ and there was no reaction. No warning slap, not a bat of their eyes, and even Osamu and ’Tsumu seem to take this like it’s a fact. Like she calls him that all of the time. Maybe it’s normal for her, but that’s something else that puts her apart from you. The girl pulls Suna forwards by the hand, and waves goodbye to the circle of people.

’Tsumu catches her at the door though, places his hands on her shoulders, and begins sobbing as he falls into her much smaller frame. “Don’t leave me, chiibi-chan,” he whines through his tears.

She pats his back and says, “Atsumu, let me go home. Rin’s driving me to the airport in the morning so we have to go now.”

“I’ll drive ya,” Atsumu protests. “Let me go with ya.”

“It’s been a while since you’ve seen the others here,” she says. “Just enjoy the night with Tenji-san and ’Samu. We’re going to dinner on Tuesday, anyway.”

“But I wanna spend tha’ night with you, Shiibi-chan.” His words are slurring as he collapses against her and Suna finally steps in to pull the faux-blonde off of the girl.

“You see her more since you live in Tokyo,” Suna rolls his eyes. “Give me the one night I get with her in the season.”

Your jaw locks as the sinking feeling falls through your stomach. It’s like quicksand pulling all of your guts lower and lower somehow, slowly through this pit in your stomach. Maybe this girl is even more than just another hook up. She’s something that Suna had to share at least, which makes her even more precious since she isn’t always there for him.

You’ve contemplated leaving Suna. Telling him to either commit to you, or give it up entirely, but that would reveal that you’d gone into the agreement with feelings, and that would make you a liar through the whole ordeal. There is also the chance that he just cuts you off, since he understood that you were just friends with benefits, and when said benefits got to be too much for you, he’d cut off the friendship.

Suna succeeds in dumping Atsumu onto the couch next to Osamu, and pulls the girl in by the waist, until she’s nestled under his arm with her hand on his chest. He nods at you briefly before lifting his hand towards Tenji. “See you tomorrow, captain,” he waves.

Tenji lets out a small smile, even though he’s not the captain. “See ya, Sunarin.”

Your hope leaves with Suna as his arm tightens around her waist and the door shuts.

The vodka in your glass burns more that night, but you welcome the sting in your throat as you talk to Osamu. Osamu who started his own business and only recently got an actual restaurant located in downtown Kobe. With an agreement to stop by some time when you can make the trip down to Hyōgo, you exchange numbers although it seems like he’s doing it out of kindness. Atsumu passes out on the couch next to him, and finally Osamu bites.

“Ya like Sunarin, dont’cha?”

You know there’s no point in denying it. But not wanting to admit it quite yet, you take a look around the room. Tenji’s talking to the guy with the mask, and their other friend is also snoozing but on the floor since the mask guy has his own little bubble around him. When your gaze falls on the stranger-now-friend before you, you nod. “I’ve known Suna-kun my whole life… I— I guess he’s my first love,” you admit.

Osamu chuckles. “Must be tough seeing ‘im with someone else, hmm?” he muses. “They’ve been close friends throughout highschool. Best friends, yanno? Never dated though, fer some reason.”

“Do you think they will?” you dare to ask.

Osamu shakes his head in a slow manner, but it seems genuine. “Nah,” he says reflectively. “Coz’f Sunarin wanted her that bad, he’d have at least kissed her by now. Hell, even I’ve kissed her, and who knows how far ma idiot brother’s pushed the boundaries.” His gaze falls to the sleeping blonde next to him. “But… Sunarin ain’t physical with ‘er like that. We all worry about ‘er, but he’s more protective. More like… A brother or somethin.”Is he… trying to cheer you up? Throw down a net into that hole and fish out the remaining pieces of your pining for Suna Rintarou? Regardless of why Osamu is comforting you, you smile at him, feeling light for the first time that night. “I appreciate hearing that,” you tell him.

part 4

#lychee.suwa #watanabe tenji #watanabe natsuki #suna rintarou #suna x reader #miya osamu #osamu x reader #msby black jackal #ejp raijin

[peppermintstarsonamintyway]

This, is definitely overdue.

Alright, hi, hello. Let's talk- as my shittily drawn comic says-

First off, I'm Kaz, I also go by Wolfy, Fifty (from my old tumblr user/tag/whatever), and any variation of Peppermint. One friend who has tumblr as well calls me Pepsi on discord for shits and giggle and another knows my real name. Well, both know, it's just a 50/50 on what they use-

I am a sexuality questioning neurodivergent genderfluid creature, I don't care what pronouns are used for me as long as the person talking to me is comfortable with me. A friend of mine has full access to my tumblr. If you see kny/ds (Kimetsu No Yaiba/Demon Slayer) stuff reblogged on here, it's probably from her because at the time of making this, my current focus is cookie run.

On here I'll be most commonly showing myself as a kitsune with just, a chalk board on hand. Or, well, paw.

Okay, general blog rules and things to know.

No explicit nsfw. You can send asks being curious about certain habits of my ocs and draw whatever kinda art of them you want (do not touch ANY little ones I will block you so fast), but anything in regards to me myself or my friend, absolutely the fuck not.

Oc shipping is perfectly okay with me! Just don't ask about children and keep your fan children to yourself, please and thank you. I do not want asks about my ocs having children in my askbox.

I am VERY much a multishipper, if you see me shipping my ocs with my other ocs, do not assume you can't come in and make an offer of one of your own ocs. Do not be afraid to talk to me about shipping ocs or oc interactions in general.

As long as I'm credited, anyone is more than welcome to use my art for whatever the fuck they want. If it's something questionable, I'd prefer you keep it to yourself, but otherwise, go ahead. Although I'd be surprised if anyone wanted to use my art for anything-

I do NOT. I repeat, do NOT. Take commissions. I'll take requests to draw ocs and other such things, alongside canon characters, but I do NOT take commissions. Requests will really only be sketches, occasionally colored and sometimes legitimately finished because I had the energy for it.

I feel as though this should be obvious, but I'll say it anyways, pro-shippers, racists, lgbtq+phobics, assholes of generally any kind, especially those obsessed with politics, aren't fucking welcome here. This blog is here for me to look at content from people I like and affectionately blast my mutuals with whatever cracked up shit I come up with. If you can't help but be a piece of shit in my safe space, you can go fuck yourself.

Be kind. I don't care who you are, I don't care what you came here for, but if you can't bare to spare a shred of kindness when you talk to me, I don't want you interacting with my blog. You can criticize my art, the way I write, the way I talk, just how much I ramble, but if you can't be nice about it, I'd rather you say nothing at all.

Alright, that should be that.

If you wanna contact me, you can contact me on here through tumblr's messaging system, but you can also contact me on discord at .peppermintstars! If you're gonna friend me on discord, please warn me before you do. I don't have the best experience with randomly being friended and I may end up blocking you on instinct- I do have a twitter although I don't use it so I won't bother linking it until I start using it.

I hope to eventually start streaming sometime this year, be it with or without a 2d or 3d model, so if you wanna support me, you can find me on twitch and youtube!

I'll also give a list of the media I'm into and what you can expect me to be reblogging! Or at least looking at-

Cookie Run! Primarily ocs. (I don't know what the fuck is going on in the story rn and I need to get caught up-)

Persona 5 Royal and in subsequent, the Persona series in general.

Demon Slayer! (Or Kimetsu No Yaiba if you prefer to call it that.)

Pokemon. I like to watch the animes and if I can I'll get whatever new game comes out, even if I get it a bit late-

How To Train Your Dragon! Yes I'm still into HTTYD even years after the first movie came out. That shit ain't going no where.

Honkai: Star Rail and Genshin Impact! Although the interest for these has diminished and isn't ever really consistent, I may as well list them because I either do play them or have played them.

Cult of The Lamb! I like Narilamb. I like Narinder. I've a thing for powerful higher beings in general okay-

Dungeons and Dragons! If you need a dm or an extra player for whatever reason, I am more than open to joining a campaign.

Dark Souls! And other souls-like games from FromSoftware- ties into the D&D thing because I get way too many ideas watching playthroughs of those games.

God of War! Again, the liking of powerful higher beings- also ties into D&D.

The Resident Evil series! Leon Kennedy is hot and Ethan Winters was a good dad.

FNAF! Alongside other such mascot horror games- Poppy Playtime included (mostly just for Dogday.)

Mythology and folklore! Hopefully evident by the fact I chose a kitsune as my persona on here- also connects into D&D again to no one's surprise.

That should be everything I can remember off the top of my head!

That's all, thank you for reading, have a good day, and here's a sleepy kitsune for your troubles!

[butchiful]

HI CHA!!!!!!! do you have any creative projects youve been excited abt recently? any ocs? ive been ocbrained as of late and i want to hear about people's characters :^)

Ive been thinking of developing Briar's story more & making a 3D model for Gyro.. I really want to make both their universes into stuff people can play/read and enjoy ! Its a dream of mine. Not much besides that.. I do wanna make more visual art of my characters more oftennnn I have this very detailed visual in brain for a Gyro piece that would work as a GIF..

I also want to put Jonah (character I got from my boyfriend) into Briar's story or develop a story of his ownn.. Heres some art I did of Jonah for artfight 2022

#txt #creation #asks #garrett!

[kasumikoujou]

HOW DID U COME UP WITH SUCH AN EPIC CHARACTER DESIGN FOR YOURSELF?!? LIEK!! YOU'RE THE PRETTIEST

probably comes with experience of designing characters for a. while now and ever since ive started drawing digitally and maybe even a bit before that, but for sona's i tend to just make them as related to me as possible which is EXACTLY WHY they change so much. I like a lot of types of j fashion (mainly yamikawaii, but anything from gyaru, to lolitas, decora, dark girly and others, and i do tend to dress in all as much as i can irl but for a vtuber model youd need just ONE DESIGN AND ITS HARD TO FIT ALL EUAGGH) + several design tropes i want to try and keep for myself from time to time are alice in wonderland, nurse, vampire (its the romanian pride) and well i cant just have ALL but they juggle in between each other quite often

for how i make designs WELL its hard to exactly say how i got to one, my current one's based on the one i had right before this (angel) but gothic instead (?) and make it a catgirl vampire (you can definitely tell theyre similar enough)

and angel's design is soooort of inspired by ALyCE's from dohna dohna (saying sort of cause theres also a design made by my friend @ pyokirio for her that also had alyce as a set ref when we talked ab it) (alyce's ref + angel's old ref with arts from pyo as well below) ((dont look into dd if you justh heard ab it in this post, its also a r18 game))

i also dont really have refs or anything for many sonas of mine, some i just go off and design the clothes myself, maybe theyre inspired by things i own irl, or some fit i saw once somewhere and totally misremember, but that makes it more unique guess ! i can make a whole post ab sonas i had thru the years that i put more life into if you really wanna see more designs from me given i dont exactly use ocs though i have over 200 of em 😭 but also thank you for the kind words !!

#the sumi rambles

[schtroumpf-a-lunettes]

I'd still love for you to continue smurf village upturned by the way. I'm sad it was never finished.

I mean, I hardly hold exclusive rights over the concepts I tried to explore in that fic. Anyone is free to try their hand at it. I would be thrilled and excited to see someone else's take (which in turn wouldn't stop me or anyone else from presenting other versions, and so on).

Just For Fun, here's a glimpse at (some of) my to-do list right now, just to sort of drive home that this old fic'o mine isn't really on my radar at the moment At All.

Current To-Do List (not in strict order):

Watch/read all smurfs media up until the present and continue my Brainy analysis posts (over at @brainysmurfofficial blog) - (I'm making good progress on this one now that I've gotten the hassle of moving house recently out of the way!)

Stay on top of Chinese flashcard study

Finish reading Being No One: The Self-Model Theory of Subjectivity by Thomas Metzinger

Read Blindsight by Peter Watts

Try to articulate/write out my understanding of certain concepts RE: consciousness, identity, etc

Buy and play Ghost Trick (in Chinese)

Finish (re-)playing the Ace Attorney Trilogy (in Chinese)

Fix-up and continue working on that Law of Murphy smurfs fic from a little while back

Continue refining/working on extremely extensive/lengthy Chinese translation project that I've been working on for quite some time

Continue refining/working on stuff with my OCs (said OCs aren't fandom OCs, they're with original content)

Watch every episode of WordGirl

Watch a whole bunch of other TV shows and movies that I've been meaning to watch for some time

Do up analysis of fave characters of mine from other media

Read a whole bunch of books I wanna read i.e. Milan Kundera stuff I haven't read yet.

Read/finish reading some Smallville fics that had caught my eye

This is just off the top of my head! :^)

#ask #asks #anon #anons

[audre-falrose]

17, 19 and 23 for the OC Ask!

17. Any OC OTPs?

Most of my OCs fall into the OC X CANNON sort of thing so yes I do have a lot of these. If I really like a character in like a show or video game then I'll likely make an oc to ship with them. One example being an MHA OC of mine by the name of Shiro. I ship her w Jirou cuz I love her sm. Her quirk is called "Fear Manifest" which means she can make people see what they fear most. (Yeah I absolutely need to do a redesign tho)

19. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you (and explain why)

I at some point in the future wanna make a video game of my own (I'll need to learn programming and 3d modeling ofc) so I've got a lot of character concepts on the back burner. Katsuka is one such character. I wanna do like a Pirate vs Ninja vs Imperial sort of story and Katsuka would be the playable for the ninja story line. (I still gotta design the other two but hey I'm getting there)

I couldn't find the piece I did do of her so here, have this initial concept I did in gacha club (ik it's kinda silly but I still sometimes use it to make character concepts n shit) and sketch cuz I finally found that part

23. Introduce OC that has changed from your first idea concerning what the character would be like?

A RWBY oc of mine went through like 4 different iterations and now I think she's done. (Fuck if I know anymore tho...) only found these 2 sketches so far and uh yeah... I now want her to be a Mercenary in Vacuoo (that one dessert nation that's hard to live in)

Side note, I never realized how hard bird claws are to draw

#OC asks #rwby oc #mha oc

[tacticalhimbo]

-> OCS AS NATURE AESTHETICS

tagged by the stunning @galeboettichergf ! sat on this one but i'm feeling it now !!

gonna tag the dash for this one fkjlsjf def tag me if you feel like doing it! i wanna see y'all's stunning ocs

decided to go for a wip character of mine because the meme is perf for her! she's a his dark materials oc

— COTTAGECORE.

homemade bread,throwing seeds out for the chickens, a tabby cat, patchwork quilts, puffy skirts,ceramic dishes,fresh flowers in a glass jar, herbs hanging from the ceiling,freckles, grey eyes, athena, old recipe books, a cookie tin filled with recipe cards from grandma,home-sewn pillows, a plate of cookies, the smell of rosemary cooking in a pot of water on the stove, a floral tea pot, salt and pepper shakers,pansies, bartering with neighbors, biking to town, stained glass windows

— ZEN GARDENCORE.

rocks raked with precision, bonsai trees, holy temples, moss covering statues of gods and godesses, reading ancient texts, being blessed by your ancestors, trusting and family devotion, watercolors on paper, ink on skin, poetry and art, hot springs, cherry blossoms, little flames flickering behind paper curtains, the smell of incense burning, figurines carved from jade and gold from centuries ago, rain, a mist seeping around your ankles as you make your way to school, a chalkboard, scraps of cloth made into art, origami, your father’s heirloom sword mask you long to one day pick up like your favorite disney princess, tranquility and peace, stubborn and proud

— JUNGLECORE.

exotic animals, tree house, waterfalls, learning the calls of native birds, bright colors and natural materials, bracelets made from wooden beads and bones and feathers, collecting mushrooms, shirts with the sleeves cut off, leaving plastic bottle caps out full of water for frogs to soak in, cutting jeans to make them into shorts, wading in the river, cutting your own hair, bamboo wind chimes, upcycled art, fish in plastic jugs, air plants, climbing up trees using the vines, harvesting your own fruit

— FORESTCORE.

deep silences of the oldest trees, darkness, log cabins, deer antlers mounted on the wall, rearticulated skeletons, hand-dried pelts, pots of stew cooking over a fire, pancakes in a cast iron pan,brown boots worn from hiking, an old walking stick,bonfires at night, roasting marshmallows and making s’mores, strange markings carved into the bark of trees, ferns that curl up when touched, hearing animals dart here and there but never being able to catch more than a quick glimpse of them out of the corner of your eye, finding half-eaten acorns and mushrooms, large tracks from something you can’t identify, bow hunting

— BEACHCORE.

seashell collection, model boats, jars of sand, windswept hair, the feel of the wooden boardwalk on your bare feet, big sunglasses, light blue walls, rope hammock, pillows with anchors embroidered on them, flip flops, shining sun, fish tank, sea animal plushies, a steering wheel from a boat on your wall, plates and mugs with seahorses on them, bracelets with plastic shell and dolphin and turtle beads on them, postcards from the ocean, wind chimes made of sea glass

— MOUNTAIN/MEADOWCORE.

watching the rabbits down in the valley, reading a book in a window seat, checking the sky for storms, knitting heavy quilts for the winter, many layers of clothing, waking up to see the sunrise and sitting outside for the sunset, enjoying the company of ones-self, mountain goats, clovers, laying in the tall grass underneath the sun, field mice, crystal and gemstone collection, a tin filled with buttons and sewing needles and thread, fresh-brewed coffee in the morning, scones

#txt #tag game #my ocs

[wild-ditto-appeared]

ooc: hey guys I'm making a comic based on my character ocs. tbh I was inspired by the Generic Y Protagonist Trainer comics (I forget who made them but I will edit this post as soon as I look it up and link you to their tumblr without tagging them) because I realized their concept for their character was similar to my Legends: Arceus AU for these characters and I just kinda felt validated, even if it's a bit redundant. I dunno if I really wanna make it go as long as they did--it'd be really cool if I did tho-- and I'm not very experienced in the art of comic-making, even if I'm decent enough at making art for being self-taught.

I usually prefer to write about more complicated things like this, but this is good practice for me, plus it's already helped me learn how to use ProCreate a bit better. I'll write a summary about it down here and you guys can let me know if you want me to post the comic. I'll be posting it on @sylviareviar, my main account, since this account is solely dedicated to Ditto.

EDIT: The artist for Generic Y Protagonist is: oceandiagonale

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So, first and foremost, there are three protagonists, not just one. The way Legends: Arceus starts, it leaves it up to your imagination whether Arceus dragged a kid out of their modern lifestyle into Hisui or they created a kid based around the people of the world of the future and modeled them around them, so that they could bring about revolutionary ideas to the world of the past, which seems to be in trouble.

I decided to sort of combine those two. I have modern verses for these characters--one of whom I used to consider my self-insert until I managed to develop her a bit more and she began sort of building up a personality somewhat separate from mine--and they are a family. Anyone who may have been here when this account was a RP account for these characters might recognize them, though I doubt it since I don't talk about them much, mostly because most people don't really like self-inserts (which is fair of them, but also pretty disheartening for me :') )

The way the story's developing--and I'm making all this up on the spot based on the concept I had--it seems to be starting out with the oldest sibling, not my self-insert character, which I think is interesting.

Basically, all three of them were made at the same time to be copies of existing Trainers in present-day Sinnoh: Jack, Sylvia, and Lucy Reviar. They have been given a single mission: Seek out all Pokemon. I've decided that's what this comic will be called, too. Comic/fic, I mean.

In SOAP--oh god I never tried to make this an acronym until now and it's fucking soap-- In SOAP, the story begins with Jack, who was one of three shooting stars that shot out from the rift above Mt. Coronet. He is, unlike the protagonist in the games, severely injured and looks like he nearly drowned until he washed up ashore. Professor Laventon takes him in and gets him medical assistance with the help of his Pokemon.

When he awakes, he will have no memories, no nothing, but the clothes on his back and his Arc-Phone. And the Cyndaquil that claimed him because he was cold and she refused to leave. The concept is similar to Generic's spontaneous "existence" instead of his birthday, except that Jack doesn't really "know" anything so much as he knows things. I guess the best way to describe it would be mind versus heart. He knows things by instinct, but can't explain them. His mission is to seek out all Pokemon, but he doesn't know why or how, and he's thrown into the Galaxy Expedition Team when he is disoriented, confused, and barely remembers how to even use his vocal cords (though he will find them eventually).

I have a few ideas about his scattered sisters in the region, but all I can really say right now without giving away the whole story is that he knows he has two missing links--his sisters--and doesn't know where to find either of them. They all also have scattered memories of their "present" selves, the ones that grew up and lived in Sinnoh their whole lives, but I should stress they are copies of those original Trainers. They share their names, faces, bodies, etc. but they are not the same Trainers with the same experiences. Arceus (and in this case, I) are just not creative.

My headcanons aren't the same as the ones used in Generic's world, and my version takes much more inspiration from the anime than the game worlds, but I won't deny that there's a lot of inspiration happening here. I just hope it's different enough--or at least, as different as a story as specific as PL:A allows, especially if I want to focus on three different protagonists at the same time.

My art style might be inconsistent and I might not depict things as well as I'd like, so sometimes I might just write ficlets under the artwork to try and make it make more sense. If any of you guys are interested, please let me know. If not, I can just continue working on this by myself.

#sylvia speaks #SOAP #Seek Out All Pokemon #my comic #mun speaks

[rosetinted-selfshipping]

hey!! hope you're doing well! sooo... I've seen a picture of a twisted wonderland character that looks very f/o shaped (if that makes sense). but here's the thing: I've never heard of that game before!

and since you're one of my mutuals that I know that knows the game, I was wondering if you could tell me a bit more about it (and the character, if that's ok)

I forgot to say that the character I'm talking about is epel. it's this guy:

sorry if this ask is too random! you don't need to answer this if you don't want to /gen

I hope you have a nice day!

You got it Moot! I’ll give you all the Twst Knowledge I have!!!!

Okay so there’s a English version out rn of twst but from last I checked it’s so bare bones it’s painful

But it’s not a bad option to learn about the characters but I’m a really big Idia simp- like so big it’s painful so I lost interest in the English release pretty quickly because of a lack of Idia content and haven’t been paying attention to it as much

I’d recommend the game if you like 1 Visual novels and or 2 Raising sims. If you’re not familiar with the genre think just- Grinding or more or less if you just REALLY like watching the number go up while you put the game on auto lmao

But I say give it a shot if you want! I may not be giving the best explanation lol

But onto the twink of the hour himself: Epel

Epel was actually the first character I got interested in! The road to me Simping for Idia was like-

Epel < Ruggie < Malleus < Idia

His basic shtick is basically: he looks really soft and UwU and his Dorm leader Vil is super into that! Except actually Uh oh! He’s not soft and pretty on the inside he wants to be a hardcore manly man! Also he’s a country bumpkin. It’s very cute!

I always root for rebellious characters lmao

More on the dorms now that I think about it!

So there’s 7 Dorms based on 7 different Disney villains and Epel’s is Pomefiore based on the Evil Queen

Pomefiore is all about beauty and stuff

The Dorm leader is Vil this super male model that will ABSOLUTELY BULLY YOU (I feel like I’d enjoy dating and or being friends with him except I know he’d destroy my self esteem without caring)

And the Vice Dorm leader is Rook this ABSOLUTE Ray of positivity stalker :D also he’s French

(Here’s a dorm sorter If you want to do it for the lols, I got Pomefiore last time I took it)

Now twst has a small but dedicated fanfic community that’ll keep you VERY well fed if you simp for Malleus or Leona

Oh you wanna simp for any other character? Be prepared for like 2 fics of them every week at best

Sorry but while this isn’t very personal i have to throw shade on the twst fandom for only Simping for two characters and leaving the rest to starve but don’t worry Epel is more popular then Idia (*Cries*)

For one last note I HEAR the twst fandom can be pretty toxic and I don’t really disagree but I haven’t had any especially negative experiences myself but I’ll just say that as a warning to be a little careful just in case!

Also also!! Bonus points! The Twst Fandom is INCREDIBLY welcoming and warm to Ocs! (I don’t talk about mine but I would if asked)

I’m happy to know my ask box works I was really scared it just- DIDN’T EXIST lmao but I’m always happy to interact with a moot! So feel free to send another ask whenever!

#just talking #mutual ask

[sunnsfighter]

Intro And Info!

So yeah , welcome to this page! Call me sunns.

Trying my hand at this now since it might be easier with a migration going on already.. idk?

Im actually a refugee of different site that shut down ages ago (like 3-4 years ago i think??)

Tried insta and its not what im looking for , so im trying here for real this time

(I used IG/twitter for art /feeds and entertainment since i dont use tiktok , and venting/keeping in contact with irls who have insta )

21, dont really care about pronouns (prefer just going by sunns or sunny)

Until requests are made for side blogs or it feels needed, thisll be a multifandom/general content account!

Before ya follow/interact:

Takes me a second to reply to dms !

(Mentally im a bit unstable and partially mute , diagnosed for some things but might have other things going on, please be a bit patient with me! If im too much lemme know)

For tws im doing common triggers only like bugs/gore body horror, auto marking it as sensitive/mature content and and straight up nsfw/lewdposting is going in a new blog if needed . For any uncommon triggers my ocs have or if theres content I do thats triggering and you follow, lemme know in dms and ill make a special oc/contact tag or phrase for you to filter out , and add it to my special tag list below 

I do :

-oc art (for this account i wanna try writing and light doodles, whatevers in my head)

- have a fuck ton of AUs ive always wanted to do a tumblr for , but never gotten the chance to do.. ill test a few out see what sticks

- occasional screenshot edits !

Fandoms, new and old:

- Jojos bizarre adventure

-Monster high: (looking to see the new show and old stuff, skipping the irl movie)

-Card game animes (buddyfight vet, YGO Fan, cardfight vanguard enjoyer, still gotta get back into shadowverse/battle spirits again.. always down for more)

-pokemon (games or anime)

-digimon (anime , want to play the game)

- Carmen sandeigo (90s and Modern)

-Jem and the holograms (revival when??? Read both idw and watched 90s)

-Splatoon (been playing since 2)

Secondhand Fandom interests (i like owning ocs and/or seeing content from the fandom, even people post and talk about it and spoilers , but not exactly interested in the show itself or in the fandom )

-Cookie run

- Steven Universe (seen it all for the sake of knowing how it ends , old fav of mine but lost its shine when i got older, now i just like the ocs)

-BNHA : not interested in watching at all, just like the idea behind it

-osc/ object show ocs (ocs are a comfort of mine, i know little context )

- MLP: ponies fun, and so is edits

-miraculous ladybug : that whole love square thing is nuts and would drive me batty so i wouldnt loyally watch (In order or from the beginning) however i look into people talking bout spoilers cuz i saw some random late season eps and got kinda invested

-the simpsons : twitter algorythm got me into the content ngl

Favorite things:

-OOAK doll customs

-vtuber/mmd/3d models

-crafts and plushies !

-general doll collecting!

-pokemon cards!

Character/inspo list!!!

FCBF:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/701598567859666944/character-insposfaves

cardfight vanguard:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/701602059573706752/cardfight-vanguard-im-not-as-hype-for-it-as-bf

carmen sandeigo:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/702734768685596672/carmen-sandeigo-faves-shorter-post-ill-add

general  aesthetics and other fandom faves:

https://sunnsfighter.tumblr.com/post/702741884320284672/other-character-faves-aesthetics-aesthetics

Special tags/phrases  -

[Tag] Admin Sunndeigo- carmen sandeigo AUS by the admin

(Sub tags TBA, but ill have 90s or 19 before the AUs so youll know whats what)

[Tag] Sunns eclipse- vent tag , commonly paired with code CIL

[ phrase , could be a tag] Code CIL - usually accompanied by a vent post, a character i own with both gore and body horror

Buddyfight: Next Born Chaos [2nd gen buddyfight fanseason] - admins 2nd gen buddyfight fan season/story

The yota project [3rd gen BF ace story]

Admins fan story for buddyfight ace next gens

[Tag]Gemblooded (if tag is active, will add sunns presents to it) - my SU AU.

Next gemerations [tent title] my version of a SU gem world. The CGs do not exist as a team and hybrids are aplenty..

(I cant wait to revive those subrace concepts)

#pinned bios #introduction #newish #what will i show? maybe the stuff i was going to #looking to follow

[jbhostaskblog]

Obligatory Intro/Rules Post

,HI there so i decided to make a jackbox ask blog yeehaw  RULES/BYF - I’ll take suggestive jokes but that’s it, anything directly nsfw or super grossout humor, hard NO  - This will be all based on my hcs so yea  - I’ll also have some ocs here, just so you know  - Also please specify which hosts you’re asking, just so things don’t get confusing - Nothing super vulgar or gorey, I wanna keep this blog at least somewhat light hearted  - Please at least try to be respectful - DNI if Racist, Homophobic, TERFs, Proshippers/MAP, NFT bros, you get the point, hopefully. I’ll block you on sight if that’s the case CHARACTERS OPEN FOR ASKS (will be updated) Note, if (HC Name) is next to the name, that’s mean its a name in my headcannons) YDKJ:  - Nate Shapiro (YDKJ Vol 1) - Guy Towers (YDKJ Sports) - Bob Headrush Towers (HC Name) (Headrush) - Josh “Schmitty” Schmitstinstein (you already know tbh) - Cookie Masterson - Baby Diva (Headrush) - Milian (Headrush) - Buzz Lippman (Vol 2) - Jack Cake (UK) - Murray (UK) - Donny (2011) - Chad (2011) - Kim (2011) - Gerard (5th Dimentia)  - Alec (HC Name) (Mock 2)  - Raul  - Helen  - Troy Stevens Pack One:  - Dot (Drawful) - May Schmitstinstien (HC Name) (Lie Swatter) - Tater Sack WordSpud (HC Name) (Word Spud) Pack Two:  - M.O.T.H.E.R. (Earwax) - Oliver Saline (HC Name) (Bidiots) - Greg, Linda, Meegan, Kent, Gavin (Bomb Corp) Pack Three:  - Guess Doe (HC Name) (Guesspionage) - [REDACTED] (TMP) - The Tournament Master (Tee KO)  Pack Four:  - Gene (STI) - Todd (STI) - Sam Schmitstistien (Civic Doodle) - Old Man (Civic Doodle) - Dandelion Schmitstistien (Bracketteering) - Felicia Doombringer (Monster Seeking Monster) Pack Five:  - Glargan O’Toe (Zeeple Dome) - Mayonnaise Masterson (Split The Room) - Toby and Lena (Patently Stupid) - Beatrice (HC Name) (Full Stream) Pack Six:  - Captain Chuck Hull (Joke Boat) - D.O.D.E. (Push The Button) - Dr. Ro (HC Name) (Role Models) - Daisy, AKA The Keeper (HC Name) (Dictionarium) Pack 7:  - Snickerdoodle Masterson (HC Name) (Champ’d Up) - Linda Pants (Champ’d Up) - Cheesecake Masterson (HC Name) (Talking Points) - Bonnie Robinson (HC Name) (Blather Round) - Seymore Vine (HC Name) (Devils And The Details)  Pack 8:  - Percy Tippet (HC Name) (Weapons Drawn) - Lady Navy (HC Name) (Weapons Drawn)  - M. Bubz (Job Job) - Laverne Caverne (Poll Mine) - The Wheel Of Enormous Proportions (TWOEP) Pack 9 - Rue Meringue (Roomerang)  - Nikolas (Junktopia  - Prof Nanners (Nonsensory)

#long post #rules #intro post #out of character #jackbox games #not an ask