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monty-glasses-roxy · 8 months

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sun/moon and roxy, i'm curious as to how they first met

[ID: An anonymous ask that reads '(ask game) sun/moon and roxy'.]

Send me two (or more) characters and I will tell you how their first meeting went and how they feel about each other now.

So. The reason this took so long is that I had a good way for Sunny and Roxy to meet and I wanted to find my notes on it to remember how it went and it took me forever to find them tonight. Also under a read more for scrolling convenience. Anyway.

Like Roxy and DJ, these three meet very early in Roxy's life and thus, she hasn't quite established herself and who she is yet. When she meets Sunny, she's pretty close to it, but she's not there yet. This just feels like important context for this.

Since Roxy is struggling to make friends with the Glams for reasons that can fill another post, Freddy has taken it upon himself to provide more opportunities and bonding experiences for the band and Roxy. This includes gathering everyone to hang out at various locations, one of which is the Superstarcade. (That's the East arcade. The one by El Chips and the Prize Counter.) Roxy is... honestly bored. The group already has a dynamic, and given she's already given up on these people, she's not interested in them anyway. However, she does hear someone else in the arcade with them. After she wanders off from the group and ditches, she finds out that person is Sunny.

Oh my god she loves this guy already. He hasn't noticed her. He's just at an arcade cabinet with his back to her, very loudly shouting every single thing he can except a swear word. She keeps moving to kinda let him know she's there, but every time, he makes another outburst that's more ridiculous and nonsensical than the last and she's trying so hard not to laugh. She has no idea what he's saying and she has a feeling he doesn't either and she's just so curious what he'll come up with next whilst wondering how long it'll take before he accidentally swears lmao

She makes her presence known after his fifteenth loss in a row. Sunny nearly has a god damn heart attack. He thought he was alone!! Where'd she come from? And also who is this?? He's just spouting half questions until she interrupts him like "Hey, don't stop playing for me, man. This is the most entertained I've been all damn night." He very indignantly asks how long she's been there and she shrugs cause she wasn't keeping track. Why didn't she say anything? "Honestly, I just sorta wanted to see what you'd say next. I mean... Fazfiddle McStuffin-Nuggets?? What does that even mean??" and oh god he remembers saying that she's right lmao what was he thinking???

Sunny is capable of laughing at himself, he's cool with it. It was pretty ridiculous some of what he was saying after all, she's right about that. She comes over to him and gives him a few pointers on the game, saying it's one of her favourites, and hey! It's one of their favourites too!! What are the odds? She's honestly surprised cause how can it be a favourite if he sucks this hard at it?? No matter. She teaches him how to play a bit, and suddenly Sunny has won. He's never won this game before!! He's a master at all the ones in the daycare arcade, sure, but never this one!! Oh, he's so excited!! Roxy is his new friend forever now and he doesn't even know her name!! He launches at her for a great big hug and she freezes.

Roxy... doesn't know what to do? It was different when she met Bonnie and she tackled him... what is she supposed to do now??? At this point in her life, that hug with Bonnie several months ago at least now was the first and only time she'd been hugged by someone her own size, she has no idea how she's supposed to react and she thinks about it too long cause Sunny pulls away before she can figure it out. She's so fucking confused cause now she's sad and she misses it but she doesn't understand why or know where any of this is come from. So lost in that confusion she, almost misses Sunny holding her by the shoulders, all sunshine and excitement, call her his new friend and ask for her name. She kinda fumbles a response and he's immediately acting like he's just met the biggest celebrity ever.

Truth be told, Sunny already knew this must be the new performing animatronic with the new attraction. He doesn't really bat much of an eye at her freezing up like that, since it's common knowledge that a recently introduced animatronic normally hasn't settled on what their response to things should be yet. He just assumes she's been released a lot more recently than she has been and is already determined to help her figure things out where he can. He praises her relentlessly for being the big and upcoming star of the show and sneaks in a few subtle compliments for her giving him her name. Why? Because he remembered that Chica could never remember hers for some reason and he's heard that Monty couldn't ever get it right either. Everyone's got their 'first introduced' hurdles and Sunny has always been excited to boost confidences!

He pretty heavily dominates the conversation now that she's not teaching him how to play the game. He asks her questions, cracks a few jokes, invents some new words to complain about things none of them have ever liked ever, and does his best to encourage her to talk after she clams up a little. She finally interrupts him after a while and points out that she can't talk unless he stops and he pauses completely. You can practically see the little buffering circle going around in his head for a solid minute before he gasps and apologises. Honestly, she seems more amused than anything. This is the most energetic person she's ever met and he's using so much of that energy trying to build her up, whilst also forgetting the point every few seconds. It's baffling but god is it entertaining.

They talk a little more before Sunny redirects them onto a multi-player game. They play for a bit, Roxy managing to get more words in through his babble, and losing games cause she can't focus when he's spouting panicked nonsense again, before they have to go their separate ways. Not before Roxy promises to come and visit the daycare sometime though. Sunny is thrilled to hear her say that! He's not that often visited (he mostly does the visiting or meeting up with the others elsewhere) and tells her he can't wait!

Leading on from that, Roxy and Sunny's second meeting, is consequently, the first time Roxy and Moon meet.

She shows up at the daycare after a really long day. She's tired, she kinda just wants to go hang out in her den, but the curiosity is killing her. Roxy knows so little about the daycare since it's literally the furthest point from her area, and for reasons unbeknownst to her, none of the doors in Kids Cove (the inbetween for the daycare and the atrium) work for her at all so it's not like she's been able to just wander in before. She's curious, so sue her! The Minis have to show her where the place is - and consequently, the main lobby since the Kids Cove doors don't open for her or them - and the second she knocks on that door, her fate is sealed.

The doors fly open and Sunny is so, so, so happy to see her!! She came to see him!! Him!!! New friend is here!!! AAAAA!!!! He pulls her into the daycare and she is immediately assaulted by the whole place. The lights are so unbearably bright, the music playing is grating and irritating, there's an insanely strong smell of cleaning products and baby powder, and Sunny is literally running rings around her, babbling loudly, touching her to guide her around or just to express his joy, and oh god why did she do this. She figures it wouldn't have been as bad if she weren't already drained and looking to destress with some games with a friend. She figures she's made a horrible error in judgement. Lesson learned. How does she get out of here before she explodes?

Moon is in their shared headspace trying to psychically rattle some awareness into Sunny and it's really not working. Long story short, Sunny gets completely carried away in the rush to show his new friend everything ever until Roxy snaps. There's a meltdown. She throws a chair at him when he attempts to calm her down. This is when the decision is made to turn the lights off.

It was Moon's idea. If she's overwhelmed by everything, then the dark and the quiet is what she'll need most. As she starts to calm down into a crying mess in the corner, he sits beside her and simply waits. He offers his hand to hold and she takes it without really thinking. Their first meeting is him being quiet, supportive, and understanding. As she starts to calm down a bit more, he gently offers things like a hug, or a weighted blanket and what not. She gets another hug and she feels pathetic the entire time but fuck man she needs a hug and he's giving them with no judgement at all... He's just trying to help...

Moon has absolutely no problem with any of this. He's totally up for playing the soft support any day of the week and this is no different. He's not annoyed that Roxy broke something, he's kind of impressed actually since it's supposed to be animatronic proof and he was entirely convinced of that until now. He's dealt with worse anyway... It's a little concerning to him that she seems to struggle letting go of him, even after she's calmed down, but hey, sometimes all someone needs is a nice long hug and he's more than happy to provide. She takes an interest in the bells on his wrists though, and at some point is making quiet and sad little dog whines while she waves his arm around to hear the jingling. He unties one of the ribbons from his wrists and ties it around hers instead, so now he's holding her in a hug while they both make jingly noises until she's feeling better.

Roxy's words are just gone now. She doesn't want to use English or any other programmed human language she has. Even when the tears have dried, she's mostly quiet and Moon fills in the space when needed. She feels awful after that. She tries to help Moon clear up the mess she made but he's insistent she relax, and points out that she looks like she's desperate for a recharge. He asks if she wants to leave once he's certain she's up to it, and oddly enough, she shakes her head. Sunny starts cheering in their headspace because YEAH MOOOOOON GETS TO MAKE FRIENDS YEEEEAAHHHH while Moon is wondering how to show Sunny the most unimpressed expression the world has ever seen.

Roxy kind of assumes its aimed at her and the kicked puppy look increases tenfold. Moon... doesn't really know what's wrong now, but he sits back beside her and starts jingling the bells again. He explains that Sunny is glad he hasn't ruined it for them, and when she looks confused, he explains the headspace thing. He talks a little about how when she's ready, if she still wanted to hang out with Sunny, they could go to the little arcade just outside of the play area walls. He doesn't really expect her to want to hang out with him, even though she's holding his hand again. Moon is well aware that while she's met Sunny, and he was there for the whole thing, Roxy hasn't met Moon until this happened. He can imagine she's probably not in the mood for a new friend right now.

Like, sure, they've technically met before... when Roxy chased him down and pinned him while he was on his nightly rounds. He'd been confused, she'd been confused, when she let him go, she howled at him a few times, and that was it. Not really a meeting, but more of a misunderstanding... and now the big bad wolf that caught him is apparently pretty clingy.

He gently asks if she's okay, and if she's made any friends outside of them. He suggests Monty and Bonnie but she just growls so she must not be doing great... Honestly, he's just a little worried she's not getting enough support and is wondering what he can possibly do to help long term, but he's got nothing. He talks a little about what he's thinking and about how he can only be around when the lights are off and literally the first thing she's said to him so far is "That's stupid." He agrees of course, but well. He wouldn't be called Moon if he was out during the day, now would he? He gets a grumble in response.

They talk a bit more, with Roxy gradually offering more input as time goes on. He makes a few more occasional attempts to redirect her onto some sort of activity to keep her paws busy but she's perfectly happy gently chewing the end of his hat and lightly clawing at his casing. She's not doing any harm so he's not too fussed about it. The conversation drifts from the daycare, to the other animatronics, to Roxy's delayed debut, to her new attractions and then of course, to arcade games. By the time Roxy's battery is actually gonna give out on her, she's still in that hug, but she feels much more comfortable and familiar with Moon and doesn't feel as pathetic as before.

Consequently, this is also Roxy's first run in with Eclipse. Her battery is literally about to die so after Roxy explains how she charges, Sunny and Moon slot together to form Eclipse to allow them to take her to charge. She doesn't really notice the difference though.

Anyway! How they feel about eachother now!

Over time, the three of them have built a fairly solid friendship. Roxy leans closer to Moon than to Sunny, but it's not a huge difference. Sunny is much more aware of Roxy's tells now, and Roxy has learned to tell when he's about to emotionally explode as well. Similarly, Moon is much more aware of Roxy's emotional needs just like she is of his. With Sunny and Moon rebooted into safemode in Ruin and now being free from the systems that bound them, the three of them have become a great team in finding things, clearing spaces, and creating pathways to other areas. Roxy is so unbelievably relieved when they come and find her once she and Cassie are back in the Plex. As Eclipse, the two of them support her and Cassie immediately and if she still could, Roxy would be crying from how much she's missed them. It's a little hard for her to be convinced they're fine now, and a little harder for her to trust them alone with Cassie or the Minis, but they get that completely and are fine with it. She's still so incredibly happy to have them back though. The hug is crushing.

Sunny has always appreciated Roxy's air of confidence and her brash personality, and he's working hard to try and boost that confidence of hers back up again in Ruin. He hates how much despair he can feel from her, even when she's just sitting there, minding her own business. He knows. He's feeling it too. She knows that of course. She knows he's trying his damn hardest to keep spirits high, so she goes along with him in the hopes that maybe it'll lift his own as well. She can tell he's a lot slower now than he was. The overwhelming optimism is missing, she can feel it. He's trying, but she can hear it in his voice. She wants to help him about as much as he wants to help her. She wonders if she can get her eyes back from Gregory, maybe she can fix that arcade game they liked to play together... she misses playing them with him so bad and she's started reciting some of the weird things he would say to try and brighten the mood. It's... a loosing battle on both of their ends, but they're trying damnit and they're not going to stop.

After getting to know her, Moon has decided that Roxy is a little shit (affectionate). Her inventiveness and creative solutions to rules she's deemed stupid has always amused him to no end and that hasn't changed. He's still entertained by watching Roxy come up with solutions to problems that already have an obvious solution or just aren't problems to begin with. He's glad that hasn't changed. This time though, now that everything is in pieces, he's trying to help her with her solutions to things. He feels horrendous for the things he's done since all of this started, and he just wants to make it up to her. It hurts to see how much she hesitates now, and it hurts even more to hear that grief when she chooses to voice it but god damn does he feel it too. He's had plenty of his own emotional outbursts over everything and it means the world that Roxy understands and is almost always there to help where she can. She feels the same after all. She's always admired his comforting nature, and just how much control he has over complicated emotions, and she's glad that he's showing them to her now. Right now, in the ruins of their home, it feels more important than ever to not keep that stuff to themselves and fuck knows she hasn't bothered to try. Sometimes they'll just sit together, jingling bells together in almost silence and they've never appreciated each other's company more in their lives. It's a comfort to both of them that they can both exist in the same space like this, and they're both terrified of losing that. It's the same with Sunny and everyone else too.

Overall, the three of them still care very deeply abot each other. None of them blame each other for what has happened. They're just glad they're still here and that they're not alone anymore.

#fnaf security breach #roxanne wolf #the daycare attendant #fnaf sunny #fnaf moon #the daycare attendants #ruin dlc spoilers #they MISSED each other okay?#:(#they're FRIENDS and BESTIES and PALS and BUDDIES and #pop rox answers

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spotsupstuff · 2 years

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Do you think Six is rich as hell?? He has lived for centuries, actually throught and saw all the events and revolution every man kind kind imagine.

Maybe he has the treasures that not many people know about in his hut, has a lot of currency he sometimes uses or not, maybe he also has some gold nugget in there? Tbh I don't care anymore where he got it from.

There's no way he has a long life just to sleep, eat, and fight with gods and eat again like some *cough* golden monkey, pfft no.

I bet he always hang out every sunday on starbuck with that much wealth...

im guessin all of this kinda really depends on his general like... outlook on life? n his values around this shit, cuz like.. his home aint Ugly, right, but its also not smth over the top id say- he doesnt seem too materialistic. he gives off more of the vibe of "whatever comes my way is gettin throw into my stash if i deem it pretty or useful enough". n beside that he has the whole shadow yaoguai thing going on so ig if he wanted a quick penny he could just wrshoomPfh into the nearest bank n rob em bitches silly

like i dont think he has generally passive income from the society, the theatre job seems to be able to max put the food on the table n his times as assassin arent entirely confirmed or even really a possibility in the canon, yanno. i dont think he has any real way of getting money in the first place even if he lived for fuck all long

that is to say FT!Six is absolutely loaded n has no clue what to do with 90% of his cash since he Did canonically to the au take assassin jobs. he took em mostly because they gave him a target, a Goal he could follow cuz beside that he just kind of wandered aimlessly- he wasnt ever really in it for the money but he still ended with the shit so now he has a money section in his shadow subspace since he doesnt trust digital cash for shit. he also despises currency changes n never subjects what he has to that shit so ya could literally find fuckin any kinda coin in his pocket at this point tbh

he gives Clem some kinda ancient dukát instead of smth reasonable n local n she ends up submitting it to the fuckin museum she tots could

#Spot says stuff #why pay when you can steal yanno he aint give a shit bout indulging humans in their capitalistic ongoings #i think that while swk hoards whatever shiny or valuable thing that catches his eye is either cuz he thinks its Cool or his kleptomania-#-shows a little bit. six collects stuff that r either actually n logically practical to him or have Some kinda use to him such as education #which is why i think he would have an unholy amount of books disks vinyls cds n whatever else obtaining info #OR it would hold some rare sentimental value to him aka him holding onto wbs' dress after she dies. moneys just like... Meh Aight to him

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stellatravers · 1 year

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ID. STELLA BEATRIX TRAVERS. AGE. TWENTY FIVE. RESIDENTIAL AREA. SOUTHSIDE VILLAGE. HOMETOWN. SIESTA KEY NATIVE. JOB. CASHIER AT DAVE’S RECORD SHOP. FACECLAIM. KAIA GERBER

late-night surf & skate sessions, the scent of spray paint and cigarettes, torn stockings & combat boots, vinyl collection, video games, dinosaur nuggets covered in “bloody” ketchup, tired eyes, uncertain paths, wasting time on youtube, living in the shadows, feeling out of place, driving fast, blasting music late at night, neon signs, tattoos, the smell of perfume masking marijuana.

biography.

Growing up was very unusual for Stella, to say the least. For a while, she was convinced her brother was actually her father. Despite there only being a ten-year difference in age, she didn’t know any better. He was the only person raising her. Memories of her parents are blurry; if not totally made up in her head. The human mind is powerful enough to have imagined being cared for by anyone other than her brother. The only thing she knows for sure is that her parents were hippies and never around. When she was old enough, she learned through her brother that their father was imprisoned for child endangerment among other charges. He apparently left his stash of mushrooms out and baby Stella got into the bag and almost swallowed them. If it weren’t for her brother’s quick reflexes, who knows if she would still be alive. She’ll always be grateful to him that he took such good care of her at such an early age.

After their father was arrested, their mother ran off with some lover boy to continue her life as a free spirit. Stella believes she’s a little bit of a flower child herself. She loves the rain and sunshine and can spend all day and night outdoors with the earth. She also works in a record shop and has taken to old 70s and 80s bands like The Doors and Sublime. But she’d be lying if she said she didn’t inherit some of her brother’s thorns. She experiences rage blackouts and carries around a switchblade everywhere she goes. Dante gave it to her as a birthday gift when she turned sixteen after an ex-boyfriend tried to assault her inside his car. She’s not much for relationships anymore but loves making out with people - mostly her girlfriends. For years, she thought it was just a matter of fun, but she’s since come to terms with her bisexuality. She doesn’t openly talk about it, but a lot of her friends already know.

Currently, she’s what you would consider homeless. For the past year, she’s been couch-surfing, hopping from one friend’s house to the next. Prior to this, she was living with her brother but moved out on her own. He never asked her to leave. She just thought it would be better if they had their privacy. She was also a little tired of hearing him talk to her like a parent. They were older now, she didn’t want to be watched over and given rules to abide by. Especially when she knows he’s not following any rules himself. Her rebellious nature is an exact correlation to that. She’s become wild and crazy because he’s wild and crazy. But she’s also very nurturing and loves to cook for him and take care of him too whenever she’s given the chance. Not just because she owes him, but because he’s the most important person she has in her life.

about.

Living: Stella is currently couch-hopping between friends. Before that, she was living with her older brother Dante. He didn’t kick her out or anything like that. She just wanted to give them both more space. It’s been a year.

Profession: She’s currently working behind the cash register at Dave’s Record Shop. She loves music, mostly old-school rock, but can’t play any instruments herself. However, that doesn’t stop her from singing during long car drives and hot showers.

Interests: She loves surfing (her brother taught her everything she knows), skateboarding, spray painting, 80s slasher movies, and parties.

Relationship: Single and bisexual. For as long as she can remember she’s been attracted to both sexes, but more recently she’s come to terms with her sexuality. Making out with her friends wasn’t just for fun, she actually likes girls too.

Challenge: Growing up and moving forward with her life. She’s always relied on other people, and she’s still doing that now. She’s coasting through life instead of trying to put down roots and build a future. She doesn’t like planning ahead. Her life is in the present and figures, whatever happens, happens.

Personality: She’s very guarded, but also very fun. Her upbringing was unusual, to say the least. For years she thought her brother was her father. They’re only ten years apart, but what did she know? He was the only person taking care of her since … birth. Her parents were hippies and never around and any memories of them are blurry or probably made up. She knows (from her brother) that her dad went to jail and she almost died when she got into his drug stash. Her mother took off with some lover boy and that was the last they saw of her. Stella was only four. Because her brother had so much responsibility at such a young age, he was more of a friend than a parent. They would surf, play video games, eat dinosaur nuggets with lots of ketchup and pretend it was blood. He made her life an adventure and she still likes to live it that way even at 25.

#siestaintro

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thoughts-and-more-sadness · 2 years

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I felt mentally ill the other day, I did something I used to do as a cope mechanism. I haven’t done in a long time. I daydreamed up scenarios that would make me happy. A way to give myself serotonin I guess. I day dreamed that I went to sizzler to eat dinner. I had all the most perfect food I could ask for. The Cesar salads I’d make from the salad bar, watermelon, strawberries, bow tie pasta, chicken nuggets, chicken noodle soup, clam chowder, mini corn dogs, potato wedges and to top it all off soft serve ice cream. Maybe even shrimp. I miss eating their food so much. I thought about all my old coworkers getting excited to see me even hugging me. Telling me I should come back. I imagined being gifted one of the mini chocolate cakes I would buy all the time. I imagined chatting with my old manager frank and him calling me kiddo. I remembered the beautiful cook I had a crush on I swear she was the prettiest girl in the world even she would be excited to see me. I thought about seeing the old bus boy moved up to waiter and id want to congratulate him. I wish I could’ve done that. I thought about the older lady waitresses and how I even miss them and taking their orders. I thought about how I missed mopping the floor and organizing nasty silverware. I miss counting my drawer and always being a penny off every night. That frank will always say he needs to change my name tag to penny. I feel like I peaked I guess, like working at sizzler was my peak and I’ll never be that happy with my career again. I feel like sizzler is my good old days. And now the good days are over. I feel so discouraged about my career life. I either just don’t want to work and I’ll accept my fate of stay at home wife life. Or I’m just ready to deliver pizzas. I really don’t care, I’m tired of memorizing menus. I was so depressed the other day I thought about cutting myself like a lot. I don’t think those feelings will ever go away entirely. I have problems. I know it’s mental to daydream scenarios and think of a happy place like sizzler. I realized it but I didn’t care I felt happy and I wanted to leave it be and just feel happy even if it was imaginary.

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snapewrld · 3 years

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I wanna know all about game night with Severus, Lucius, and Narcissa at the Manor. What do they play? Who wins most? Who loses most? Who's most competitive? Who let's who win on occasion? Snacks? Cocktails? I want it all. (Please, thanks, love you.)

Oh ho game night? The Legendary Malfoy-Snape Game Night? Thank You so much anon!

There is a huge sign that says "Leave your dignity at the door."

Winning- They all have their talents it all just depends on the game.

Most Competitive- All of them, but Narcissa will take you down.

Most Laid Back- C'mon now. We all know that that's not possible id winning comes with bragging rights.

Loosing- Most Likely Lucius because if it's a muggle game Severus and Narcissa will team up just to see the cute little nose scrunch that Lucius dose when he's irritated.

If it's Poker. Strip Poker. Both of them bitches are going down.

"Uh oh. He put his hair up"

(Luce looks ravishing with his hair in a bun and he knows it, but he mostly does it to keep the long strands out of his face)

"This is the only game that you are completely invested in. You pervert."

"Hmmm... If I'm a pervert why are staring at my chest?"

*blushes* "..... Shut up"

Snacks- All of them. It just depends on whose turn it is to host.

Severus has a more laid back, chill environment. Whether it's at his flat in london (HC? Maybe.) or at Spinner's End.

Fast Food? Yes. Especially McDonald's. (@sneverussape thanks for putting me on.)

Burgers. Chicken Nuggets. Fish and Chips. Yes.

Sometimes Severus will make the more cultured snacks that he grew up with during his childhood. (Sticky Buns, Koshered Food, oh and most definitely Hamantaschen, etc.)

The Malfoys are bougie through and through. They'd have entire platters of food stacked high.

Cakes and Cupcakes with every frosting imaginable.

They had an image to maintain

(They both secretly enjoyed Severus' simplicity more though they would never admit it aloud.)

There was a few months after the first Wizarding War where Severus tried to improve his mental health and Body Image.

He ate healthier foods.

Like Salads with the little crispy bread balls (what are those called?)

Cucumbers with Dressing.

And on game nights Narcissa and Lucius would help him replace the more hearty foods like Steak and with Salmon or Shrimp. (They'd eat up all of Sev's Greek Yogurt and Fruit though.)

Drinks-

Alcohol? Probably. Even though it lower inhibitions.

Most likely different muggle Juices and Sodas.

Lucius loves Dr. Pepper.

Narcissa prefers Sprite and Sunkist. The darker soda gives her gas.

Severus will probably drink anything as long as it isn't laced or poisoned.

Games-

(Not all of the games they play but the ones that I am most familiar with.)

Monopoly

Not for the weak. Only true Slytherins can succeed.

Lasts forever

"That hotel was NOT right there when I left"

"Yes it was"

"You two are cheating"

"No we aren't"

"How did I end up in Jail then?"

".....Tax Fraud"

Twister

"Accidental" Sexy Touches

"Lucius.... Your hand is not supposed to be there"

"The spinner said Blue and guess what's directly above blue" *smacks ass and leaves hand there*

"...... I hate you"

*evil chuckle* "oh I know"

"Cissa you can't tickle me that's cheating"

"I play to win, so fall bitch"

Uno

Number one way to get your ass kicked

Severus most definitely "cheats" on this game, just to make it more interesting

He'll make up rules and different versions of the game on a whim

Legilimency? You bet your pimp cane.

"Don't you dare change the fucking color you piece of toad shit"

"Eat my ass."

"Will do babe. Right after you draw 4 cards"

"You wanker"

"Nope, that's what I have you for"

"I'm withholding sex for a week if I don't win"

"Lu Sweetheart... You and I both know you won't last a week. You can barely last an hour without jumping either me or Severus"

Truth Or Dare

Someone always ends up streaking through the Manor or Skinny Dipping.

Severus with Make-up? Yessir.

Lucius in a Crop Top and a mini Skirt? Lol Yes

Narcissa Lip Syncing to the Pussycat Dolls? You bet your ass.

Lucius and Severus dressing as one another and pretending to be each other. (I need a fanfiction on that now lol)

"Cissa....Cissa....Cissy.... Cissy.... C'monnn I wanna go cuuddddle"

"I do NOT sound like that... And I'd never say something as inane as 'I wanna go cuddle'... And stop pouting I don't pout."

"Yes you do"

"Fine then be like that" *clears throat*

"I am Dracula bleh bleh bleh"

"Fight me bitch"

*Narcissa in the Background red in the face and dying of laughter*

TBC....

(Thank You Anon for this wonderful Ask I'm sorry it took so long)

#severus snape #snape #pro snape #slytherpride #slytherin #lucius malfoy #narcissa malfoy #lucissa #snucius #snarcissa #snucissa #severus snape headcanon #Snucissa Headcannon #spinners end #severus and the malfoys are bad influences on each other #malfoy manor #Malfoy-Snape Game Night #ask #snape ask

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voidselfshipp · 2 years

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"My Name is Cat-face...and im a demon, but the name you gave me is way better"

"Even if I called you munchies?"

"Please. Call me munchies..."

Cat-face "Vica"

Also known as: Munchies, The Void That Purss Back, Void.

They are a lowly demon who uses a black kitten as host, they scaped from being sacrificed by other demons since theyve been labeled "weak" they have self steem issues and slowly comforms with being a house cat in the brooklynn house.

Bast doesnt quite like Vica as they grow bcs she can start sensing the chaos energy the cat has, but says nothing in order to not freak the brooklynn house (specially bcs my s/I would be very upset).

So, she gives Vica a collar with the bast symbol (since she is the goddess of cats). To protect my s/I.

One day, while my s/I was running away from some mages who sided with Sarah Jacobi Vica managed to turn into his demon form like bast did with muffin in the first book. They protect her and they have this talk of

"YOURE A DEMON?"

"i...am so sorry I didnt tell you sooner"

My s/I cups the demons cheeks like she used to do with her cat" well. If you wanted me dead Id be dead already"

Vica laughed loudly "I wish I had the strenght you think i have" they sighed "no, jeri, im a lowly demon, I know basic fighting, but I have no magic or powers, youre so kind that I thought you might Keep me"

"Aww vica youre still my little black kitten! Come here" Shes gets on her tiptoes and hugs them"lets get your catfood and go home"

"But bast-- Carter!"

"Ill deal with them...come on!"

Eventually s/I tells the brooklynn house about Vica and well, they take some warm up to eachother but vica is the sweetest thing ever. So they stay.

And though vica is terrifed of meeting my s/is god bfs they all end up liking them. Even amos is like "okay....I see the appeal"

Some more technical Info:

Height: 9.5 inches (cat form) 7'5 (demon form)

Favorite treat: chicken everything, loves eating nuggets.( Even tho they shoudlnt)

Favorite toy: laser pointer.

Favorite spot to nap: ontop of desk, windowsill when they are Open, handraill of the balcony amongst the plants.

Favorite TKC f/o:

•fem: defenetly bast

•male: Amos (hes the sweetest, lets him nap on his lap whenever hes on the throne room)

Favorite Collar

•Purrs way too loud.

•likes to use the scratch post near the kitchenette so they can have a liddle treat.

•aciddentally almost kills horus while he was on birb form. (Horus is still scared of them, only pets them when s/I is around).

Demon Form:

DONT RESPOST MY ART

Pictures of the moodboard dont belong to me. The moodboard does.

Only Moots okay to rb.

🌻Taglist: @tex-treasures @aeliusinclairs @samsbeckett @lilacslovers

#tkc s/i #ask to tag #cw body horror #tw body horror #cw cat skeleton #tw cat skeleton

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strawberry-lemonade · 3 years

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Funniest things I’ve said(in my opinion):

to my dad:

-that’s some.. ✨spicy✨ depression u got there

-*in response to “im looking for something straight”* u sure u got the right person for that??

-what the mcfudge-nuggets is a city tiddy and why does that name exist

-if i ask to borrow something, first of all I’m not asking, and second of all it’s not borrowing, cuz ur never getting it back

-*ahem* holy hexagon i thought u were a good driver what was that??

-that wasnt very gucci flipflops of you! u mad bro???

-father i require the cotton things^ from the big magic box*. the blood monster• hath returned. (^pads, *store, •period)

-i did a thing that i did not need to do which means that the other thing that i do need to do has not been thinged however i would like to do another thing so i will do that thing and continue to not do the original thing that needs to be thinged.

to my brothers:

-what the mcfuck is up you mcfucking whore

-add me back bitch

-*in response to “ur younger than me don’t ‘awe’ me”* id advise u to not get your hopes up

-one day im gonna get married to a tree for tax benefits and im gonna forcefully make you my maid of honor 💕

-u gucci????????

-i dont think dad made a very good choice in leaving the two of us home alone...

(my brother and i are the problem children and if i weren’t so good at covering tracks we both would probably be grounded for life.)

-are you stupid? like,, are you actually stupid??? That is the worst idea ever so obviously we are going to do it but know that you are a fucking idiot

-*somehow becomes my little brother’s official curser????*

(like he’ll be singing a song that i know and just before he gets to the part that says the f word he cuts off and looks to me and I’ll say ‘FUCK’ for him)

to my sisters:

-i know you’re straight and dont like girls but im bi and we have almost nothing in common and we need something to talk about so we’re gonna act like stereotypical high school girls and talk about boys all night.

-is this what being a >white< teenager is like??? We get to legally do illegal things because no one actually gives enough fucks to reprimand us for things that endanger both us and those around us????

-i think I’ll have another existential crisis, that sounds nice right now.

-jesus christ i think I’m normal now... that’s disgusting someone come drop me on my head again, i need another 14 years of trauma induced weird habits that freak my family out but impress my online friends

-jesus fucking christ i think I’ve fallen in love with more inanimate objects this is becoming an obsession do i need a doctor

to my friends:

-it gets ✨spicy✨

-Hello I See That You Have Followed Me And I Would Like To Ask If You Are Alright

-im in the middle of a pickup line battle with my friend and hes beating me 😭😭

-still got the pronouns right bitch (used they/them)

-okay i have ten bad ideas you have to fucking elaborate

-besides i wanna fight kids about whether cereal is soup

-DO YOU HAVE FRIENDS -yes- for some reason I don’t believe you

-I Mean My Father Just Pulled A Batman And Adopted Someone Because They Have My Brother’s Old Number

-i have been murdered -oh no- no it’s great life has no meaning anyways

-i defied the laws of physics *i just took a picture*

-do u wanna homo today

-oh good job on sleeping

-good night my yes homo bro

-jake peralta killed me T-T

-hey jay can i have a kiss? .. no homo tho

-hey wally u want in on the homo?

-jay come over here we need to homo

-*starts fake-dating someone that is literally named ketchup after fake-dramatically breaking up with s/o*

-As you can see, my detective skills are far superior to all of you.

-jay stop following me I’m breaking up with u

-As Drake would say, Peace in, you fucks.

-*brother dies* Ah. Peace has come to me once more.

-Did you have to kill him? Was my grandfather not enough for you?

-you murder-whore

-this is why i love you, you don’t discourage my homicidal tendencies

-hello i exist. I am not okay with it

-are you telling me not to stab someone right now because first of all how did you know and second of all why not

-fOUR DAYS_ that’s longer than I’ve been alive!!

-I’m gonna gay

-i just watched the music video for bang bang and no one can convince me that anyone in that video is heterosexual

-im a fucking narwhal

-they exist. I am legally required to pull a batman

-yA KNOW WHY HANDS ARE SO FUCKING SEXY TO ME?? I CANT DRAW THEM. AND I AM IN CRISIS

-why the frick frack knick knack slip slap mc mac and cheese are you so bad at taking care of yourself

-so anyways merry crisis eve eve

-and then i checked and was sorely disappointed that i dont annoy you but aNYWAYS

-*ostrich noises intensify*

-excuse me since when the fuck do i have a life

-*t-poses* AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

-even pieces of trash need to breath tho so stop making me wheeze pls

-my dude i have nOODLE ARMS_ why do u think I’m noodle jr

-ur right! I make the rules and the rules are no rules except for one rule that’s not necessarily a rule but its still in the rule book of nonexistent rules to follow bc they’re rules and rules are rules my dude

#things ive said #this is #important af #to me at least lmao #anyways i might add on to this later #idk

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maybeimamuppet · 3 years

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catch you when you fall

happy wednesday friends! quick tw for broken bones (nothing graphic) and a mention of animal death (once again nothing graphic)

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Cady hates the sound of her ringtone.

Not the sound itself, but the meaning behind it. Other than her parents, nobody calls her with any sort of regularity. Janis gets anxious making phone calls, Damian doesn’t have time, and all her other friends just prefer to text.

Which is why her heart nearly drops out of her chest when her phone starts ringing in the middle of a lecture. Luckily, it’s with her favorite professor, who just waves her off and continues as she excuses herself to answer it in the hallway.

She grimaces when she sees it’s from Damian, he knows she’s supposed to be in class and that she has a huge test next week. She needs to be in this lecture. But, if Damian is calling it must be something serious.

“Dame, I’m in the middle of a lecture, what is it?” She asks frantically.

“I know, Cads, I’m sorry, but...uh...” Damian trails off.

“Damian, please, I can only be out here for a few minutes,” Cady begs.

“Janisbrokeherarm.”

“She what? What the hell happened?! Wait, where are you? I’m on my way,” Cady asks rapidly, running back to her seat in the classroom to grab her bag before barreling out the door. She’ll explain to her professor later.

“We’re at the hospital, hold on,” Damian replies. Cady gets a text with directions to the correct one. “She came to visit me at work today, so I was showing her around, and she fell into the pit. It’s not far, but she landed weird and broke both bones in her forearm.”

“Poor thing. Can I talk to her?” Cady asks, wanting to hear her wife’s voice.

“She’s... kind of unconscious. She was freaking out about being in the hospital and in a lot of pain so they sedated her,” Damian says nervously.

“I thought she got over her thing about hospitals,” Cady mutters. “My poor darling. How are you doing, though?”

“I’m fine. I just... really don’t like broken bones. And hers were very broken,” Damian says.

“Oh, Damian, I’m sorry. I forgot you had that phobia,” Cady says worriedly. “Thank you for taking care of her.”

“We’ve been taking care of each other for twenty years, I’m not about to stop now. But you should hurry, the doctor just said she’ll be up soon,” Damian replies, already sounding a bit better. “They said she’ll be pretty out of it, but she’ll want to see you.”

“I’m almost there,” Cady says. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Okay. Love you,” Damian says before they hang up.

“Love you too, D.”

Once she finally arrives, Cady rushes up to the front desk with her ID already out. She signs in quickly before an intern leads her up to a small room.

Cady knocks on the door gently before pushing it open, finding a newly awake and very high Janis being cradled in Damian’s embrace. Cady sits in an uncomfortable chair by the bed, taking Janis’ unhurt hand and kissing her knuckles.

“Hi, darling, how are you feeling?” Cady asks gently.

“M’ arms tickle. ‘N this one doesn’ work,” Janis mumbles in reply, showing off her right arm with a dashing purple cast that goes almost to her shoulder.

“It will soon, sweetheart, you just have to wear the cast for a while,” Cady says comfortingly.

Janis finally looks at Cady, her eyes going almost comically wide in shock. She looks back and forth between Cady and Damian a few times as if making sure they’re both actually there. “Caddy?”

“Mmhmm. I’m right here,” Cady says. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you woke up, but I’m here now.”

“You’re pretty. Will you be m’ girlfrien’?” Janis asks, looking to Damian for moral support.

Cady bursts out laughing. “I can’t be your girlfriend-“ she tries to say before getting cut off by a sniffle from Janis.

“Why not?” Janis asks pitifully, followed by a sad sob.

“Oh, darling, don’t cry,” Cady says frantically. “I can’t be your girlfriend because I’m already your wife, my love.”

“Really?” Janis asks with a sad sniffle.

“Mmhmm. See, your wedding ring is here,” Cady answers, lifting Janis’ left hand and pointing to her finger. “And mine is here.”

“Whoa. M’ wife. That’s so cool,” Janis says, totally starstruck by her wife. She reaches for Cady to hold her then, finally freeing poor Damian.

He stands and stretches, apparently having been there for a while longer than Cady had originally thought. “Janjan, are you hungry? I’m gonna see what they have in the cafeteria.”

“Wan’ nuggets,” Janis mumbles sleepily before he even finishes speaking.

“How many nuggets, darling?” Cady asks, cuddling her closer.

“All.” Janis insists. Damian blinks at her for a second before seeming to accept it.

“I’ll see what I can do.”

Janis goes quiet for several minutes, seemingly content to just be held. Alas, it can’t last, and she pipes up again.

“Caddy?”

“Yes, Jellybean?” Cady replies.

“D’we have a dog?”

“No, we don’t, unfortunately,” Cady says as she tries to hold back a giggle.

“A cat?” Janis asks, getting more confused with every question.

“No cat either, I’m afraid,” Cady says.

“D’we have a baby?”

Cady freezes. She’s been meaning to ask Janis about children, but didn’t know how to bring it up. “No, we don’t have a baby yet, it’s just you and me for now,” She replies, deciding high Janis is probably not the one to discuss that with.

“Wha’ the hell’ve we been up to?” Janis demands. “No doggy, no kitty, no baby. W’ need something.”

Cady chuckles again. “We’ve only been married for a year, darling. Maybe we’ll talk about a cat once you’re less loopy.”

“Mmkay,” Janis hums, seeming content with that and nuzzling into Cady’s chest. Cady taps her awake when she realizes she’s falling asleep again.

“Don’t go to sleep, dearest, Damian will be back with your food soon,” she says as she drums her fingers on Janis’ cheeks gently.

“Mmh. Sleepy,” Janis whines.

Cady chuckles. “I know, Jellybean. But you need to stay awake so you can eat. You can nap when we get home, I promise. Look, Damian’s already back.”

“Hi, Dame,” Janis says with a bit more energy as he pulls around a table and rests her tray of food on it.

“Hi, Jan,” he chuckles in reply. “Here you go. They could only give me ten nuggets, I’m sorry.”

Janis glares at him as she tries to pick up her fork and grumbles under her breath about leaving a terrible review on Yelp. She blinks oddly at her hand when she can’t use it, wiggling her fingers as if she’s only just remembering she can control them.

“Caddy. M’ arm’s purple. Why’s it not workin’?” She demands, trying to grab her fork again.

“It’s broken, darling, that’s your cast. Use this hand,” Cady says gently as she taps Janis’ left hand.

“Oh.” Janis says. “I like purple.”

“That’s why we picked it, Janjan,” Damian says as he tries to hold back laughter. “Eat your food, you get discharged soon.”

Janis tries to eat again with her left hand, giving a quiet maniacal cackle when it actually works.

The doctor comes in with her discharge papers as Janis is munching happily on her fourth chicken nugget, explaining the proper care of her arm and cast to Cady upon noticing Janis is still fairly loopy. Cady thanks her and signs Janis out, letting Janis finish her food before they head home.

Janis falls asleep on the ride back, leaving Cady to haul her up to their apartment and into bed. She decides to email her professor an apology and get caught up on some schoolwork as she lies in bed next to her.

“Caddy? Wh’happent?” Janis asks groggily when she stirs a few hours later. She pauses when she tries to stretch, spying the bright purple cast covering her arm. “Ah, fuck.”

“You fell in the pit at Damian’s theater today, you broke your arm,” Cady answers with a giggle. “Do you remember anything?”

“I remember falling and then my arm hurt like a bitch, but nothing after,” Janis says confusedly.

“They had to sedate you at the hospital, you were hurting a lot and freaking out a bit,” Cady replies. “You were awake by the time I got there though.”

“I was? What did I do?” Janis asks, already dreading the answer.

Cady’s giggling only makes her feel worse. “Well, when you saw me you said I was pretty and asked if I would be your girlfriend.”

“Oh god,” Janis groans.

“And then you cried when I said no, until I told you we’re married,” Cady laughs harder.

“Oh god.”

“It was cute, don’t be embarrassed,” Cady teases, tickling her neck to get her to look back up.

“I’m not cute!” Janis insists.

“Yes you are. Anyway, um... you demanded Damian bring you all the chicken nuggets they had in the cafeteria and said you’d leave them a terrible review on Yelp when he could only give you ten, and then you asked me if we had a dog, and then when I said no you asked if we had a cat, and then when I said no to that too you asked if we had a baby.”

“Really?” Janis chuckles.

“Yeah. Then you got your food, asked me why your arm wasn’t working, and fell asleep on the ride home,” Cady says.

“Huh.” Janis hums. “Wait, baby, you were in class! Shit, I’m sorry-“

“Shh, Bluejay, it’s fine,” Cady hushes her. “My professor understands, and I can get notes later. It’ll be fine. You didn’t mean to fall.”

“That pit was not where it was supposed to be,” Janis grumbles. “Now I can’t straighten my arm.”

“You will soon, love,” Cady says. “Just a few weeks.”

“Hmph.”

“Don’t be so fussy, you’ll be fine,” Cady chides. She knows she’s about to make a very abrupt subject change, but can’t hold back the question anymore. “Um... do you... actually want a baby? At some point?”

Janis sighs. “I’m not sure. Definitely not anytime soon, but down the line, I don’t know. I like the idea of it, but I don’t think I would make a very good parent.”

“I get that, but I think you would be great. You’re fun, but you’re also so gentle and sweet. And a fair bit more responsible than you used to be,” Cady replies.

“I fell in a hole in the middle of a stage,” Janis reminds her, holding up her cast.

“It’s a step up from the time you sprained your ankle running from that cow,” Cady says. “But really, I think you’d make a wonderful parent if you wanted to be.”

“I don’t know. I just, like- what if my anxiety acts up, or my depression? What if I can’t take care of them?” Janis asks, cuddling closer into her side.

Cady hums sadly. “Then we’d support you, and I’ll step up a little more until you can. You wouldn’t be doing this alone, Jayjay. And you’ve been doing so well lately, your communication is so much better, and your therapist really seems to be helping. You’ve never let anything stop you before, if we decide to have a child someday you shouldn’t let it stop you then either.”

Janis leans up to kiss her gently. “Thanks, Butterfly. I’ll think about it more.”

“If you want to. We have time,” Cady says gently. “In the meantime... maybe we should see about a cat?”

“Really?” Janis squeals. She’s been begging for a pet for months. Cady had to take her to get a rabies shot when she came home with a raccoon one day. Hopefully a cat will stop her from taking matters into her own hands.

“Sure, why not? It’s almost summer, I’ll have a little bit more free time to help with it,” Cady giggles. “One of my mom’s co-workers does cat rescues on the side, we can pick one when we go home for Julie’s birthday.” Janis practically tackles her to the bed, kissing her cheeks over and over.

“Hey, watch your arm,” Cady scolds gently when Janis nearly whacks it against the headboard. “What should we have for dinner?”

“It’s your turn to pick,” Janis replies confusedly.

“Your forearm is in four pieces, you get to pick tonight,” Cady says.

Janis thinks for a second. She might be able to swing something special because of her injury. She whips out her best puppy eyes to boost her chances too. “Can we make pizzas?”

Cady raises an eyebrow at her. “Fine. You’re lucky you’re cute, loser. Come on.”

“I had to be right handed,” Janis grumbles as she tries to knead the dough with her left.

“Switch with me, Jay, you can do this with one hand,” Cady says from where she’s stirring the sauce over the stove.

Janis pouts. “But I always do this.”

Cady turns the burner off and comes to hug Janis around the waist. “We’ll just have to adapt a little until your arm is better. You only have to have the cast for a little while, we’ll figure it out.”

“Fine,” Janis whines.

“Oh come on,” Cady coaxes as she pulls her into a kiss. “You’ll be fine. We’re having fun!”

Janis tries to fight a grin at Cady’s efforts to cheer her up. She’s just so cute, Janis wants her to keep going. “We are. I love you.”

“There you go. I love you too,” Cady says sweetly as she pops up to kiss her one more time. “Now come on, or we’ll never get to eat.

She slaps Janis’ ass lightly as she turns to the stove, prompting a squeal and a “Hey!”, but Cady just laughs and winks as she finishes the dough.

Janis pulls her into a hot mess of a kiss once Cady turns from putting their dinner in the oven and setting a timer.

Cady returns it, checking briefly to make sure Janis has her eyes closed before sneakily reaching to grab a small handful of flour from the bag behind her. She dumps it on Janis’ head right as she pulls back for a breath.

“Oh, you’re in for it now, Peanut,” Janis gasps, arming herself with the bag of cheese as Cady grabs the leftover sauce and flings a spoonful at her. “Hey!”

Cady squeals and ducks behind the counter as Janis chucks a handful of cheese at her, scraping some more sauce onto her spoon and firing another little bit back.

“Missed me,” Janis teases, flinging another handful of cheese. Eventually she runs out and switches to grab the bag of flour, blowing a massive cloud in Cady’s face. Cady splutters, coughing it away before rushing up and dumping her leftover ammo on top of Janis’ head.

“Hey, wait,” Cady begs upon realizing she’s now empty handed. “I don’t have anything to fight with!”

Janis is immune to her plight, raining another handful of flour over her hair and making her look like she’s been through quite a blizzard. “Truce?”

Cady reaches around her to grab some pepperonis, flinging them at Janis like throwing stars. “Never!”

Janis just cackles with laughter and throws more, the two of them continuing until Janis realizes she’s down to her last bit of flour.

“I’m all out, mercy,” she says to fake Cady out. “Come kiss me.” Cady does, and Janis makes sure she’s put her pepperoni down before dumping the last little bit of flour on top of her head.

Cady gasps at the betrayal. “You liar! You tricked me!”

“I win,” Janis smirks.

“Because you cheated! You seduced me into letting you win,” Cady insists. “You little stinker.”

Janis giggles. “I love you. I’m sorry.”

Cady smiles back, kissing Janis again. “I love you too.”

“We made a mess.”

“Yeah, but did you smile?” Cady responds with a cheeky grin.

Janis groans. “Oh my god. Yes, I did, your evil plan worked. But now we have to clean the kitchen.” Cady looks over to check the timer on the oven, they still have a few minutes.

“I’ll vacuum the flour, you get the sauce and stuff. And maybe once we eat we can help clean each other,” she responds with a wink, heading to the hall closet to grab the vacuum. Janis gives a flustered squeak as she grabs a sponge. She really married her perfect woman.

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A week or so later, Cady takes Janis to the pet store to shop for cat necessities. She’s lucky that Janis can only use one hand, it gives her less opportunities for mischief. She holds Janis’ working hand and braces herself as they head in.

“Before you ask, no, we are not getting a bird or ferret or bunny or anything but things for our cat,” Cady says just to be safe. “And I will notice if you put a hamster in your pocket.”

“Okay,” Janis pouts, her obvious plans already having been foiled. “Ooh, look, they have little paintbrush catnip toys!”

Cady pulls her back for a second to grab a basket, but does let Janis add the package of toys. “Okay, now we get the stuff we actually need, we can get more toys once we’ve done that.”

Somehow Cady manages to cram a bed, two food dishes, a leash and harness, and several more toys in the basket. Janis holds the carrier they had chosen in her good hand, and Cady has the litter box in her other hand. Janis begs to go look at the birds once they finish, so Cady leads her over and secretly takes a video of Janis dancing with them.

A frankly exhausted looking teenager checks them out, scanning all the jangly toys and other things. Cady had noticed Janis disappeared as she paid for everything, and her jacket pocket is wriggling suspiciously when she returns.

“Put it back,” she demands, not even looking up as she helps the cashier bag all their things. Janis mopes her way back to the dwarf hamsters and puts the little creature back with his friends. “Why do you try that every time? You never get away with it.”

“But one day I might,” Janis replies, taking a couple of bags in her good hand and following Cady out of the store. “You never know.”

“With you, definitely not,” Cady sighs lovingly. “Let’s go get the apartment ready, hm?”

“Race you there,” Janis challenges, running ahead.

“Janis, no, come back! You’re already injured,” Cady calls, but Janis just sticks her tongue out at her and keeps going. “Fine, be that way.”

Cady runs to catch up with her, easily passing her and sticking her own tongue out at Janis.

“Hey! You’re not supposed to be faster than me!” Janis whines as she rushes to keep up with her.

“Oh really? Then how was this supposed to be a fair race, hm?” Cady teases as she stops and allows Janis to catch up. “Come on, loser, keep up.”

“Hmph.”

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“Janis, no,” Cady demands, grabbing the hangar Janis is trying to stick into her cast.

“But it itches,” Janis whines.

“If you scratch with this you’ll get infected. Tetanus will be worse to deal with than a broken arm,” Cady says. “Come help me finish packing, it’ll take your mind off it.”

“Okay,” Janis pouts. “When do I get it off?”

Cady suddenly remembers Janis had been high when the doctor gave them the care instructions. “You have about a week left, then they’ll check to make sure it’s healed enough. If it’s not, you might need a smaller cast or a brace for a while.”

“Another cast?” Janis groans. “Ugh.”

“I know, lovey. But that would only be for about three weeks. And it’s important if your bones aren’t healthy enough, we don’t want you to injure it more,” Cady comforts. Janis hands her a shirt to fold and put in their suitcase. So far they’re not doing a great job of distracting her, so Cady changes the subject. “Do you have any idea what kind of cat you want?”

“No,” Janis says. “I kind of want a kitten, but I know senior cats have a hard time getting adopted, so I don’t know what age to pick. And I don’t think I want an orange one, I still miss Pancakes too much.”

Pancakes had fallen ill while Janis was in college, and was put down the summer before her senior year. She had luckily gotten to be there with him, comforting him to the end. She has his ashes in a little box on the dresser.

“I understand. He was such a good boy,” Cady says gently. “We’ll decide when we get there, maybe one will be extra special.”

“Maybe,” Janis says as she hands Cady their folded pairs of socks and does a little happy dance. “I’m excited.”

“I can tell,” Cady giggles. “I’m excited too.”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to drive any of it? It’s a long trip,” Janis says with concern. They were driving to Illinois instead of flying, so they didn’t have to deal with trying to fly the cat back home.

“My love, you’re a bad enough driver with both hands working, I’m very sure I don’t want you driving with just the one,” Cady chuckles in reply. “I’ll be fine, we have enough places to stop so I can take breaks. And I have you to keep me awake and stop me getting bored.”

“I’m a good driver!” Janis insists. Cady raises a suspicious eyebrow at her. “Most of the time.”

“Tell that to the turkey you ran over,” Cady responds.

“I was nineteen! And it was dark!” Janis says. “And to this day, nobody explained to me why the fresh hell there was a turkey in the middle of the road!”

“That’s fair. At least he survived,” Cady giggles. “But seriously, you’re not driving.”

“Okay,” Janis says. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Cady says, leaning in for a kiss.

————-

“Jay. Breathe,” Cady coaxes a vibrating Janis. They’re picking their cat today, heading to her mom’s friend’s house.

“Sorry,” Janis says, locking all her muscles so she stops shaking.

“Don’t be sorry,” Cady chuckles. “Come on, we’re here.”

“Hey, ladies! I’m Eleanor, you must be Cady,” a woman greets as they come up to the door.

“I am, hi,” Cady says. “It’s nice to meet you.”

Eleanor shakes their hands gently before she leads them inside.

“Jesus Christ,” Janis says as soon as the door is opened. No fewer than forty cats are present, just scattered about doing their thing.

“Yeah, it’s a little jarring to newcomers,” Eleanor chuckles. “Do you have an age range you’re looking for? Our adults are mostly out here, and the kittens are in the room there if you’d like to see them.”

Cady looks to Janis. They both really want a cat, but Janis gets to pick which one due to her injury.

“Can we see the kittens?” Janis asks pensively, looking at the adults scattered around her. They’re cute, but none really jump out at her.

“Absolutely, please watch for tails,” Eleanor says as she leads them down a short hallway. “Our youngest litter aren’t ready to be adopted out yet, but the ones back here are about four months old now, if you’d like one of these.”

Janis squeals quietly when she sees them, trotting around a small pen and playing with various toys.

“You can head in if you like, they’re all very playful,” Eleanor says. Cady and Janis climb over the gate and sit on the ground, waiting to see if any approach them. Janis points to a little black ball of puff in the corner, snoozing quietly on a heating pad.

“Aww,” Cady coos. The kitten wakes to the noise, revealing bright lime green eyes. She comes trotting over, stumbling a couple times on her way. Janis extends a hand for her to sniff, and the kitten brushes against it gently. “Who is this one?”

“Her name is Pillow. We name the kittens random objects so we don’t get too attached,” Eleanor explains. “She’s usually quite shy, but she seems to have taken a liking to you two.”

“Oh, you’re absolutely a witch in disguise,” Janis whispers to the kitten nibbling on her fingertips. “Caddy, look.”

Cady also lets Pillow sniff at her hand, smiling as she apparently decides she’s trustworthy and plops down in her palm.

“Is she the one, Jayjay?” Cady asks, scooping her up to scratch her head. Janis nods and takes the kitten, holding her to her chest. “Can we change her name?”

“Absolutely. It might take her a bit to respond to it, but you’re certainly not stuck with Pillow,” Eleanor responds with a chuckle.

“Pillow isn’t terrible, honestly,” Janis replies. “What should we call her, Cads?”

Cady thinks for a second. “Paka?”

“Which language is that?” Janis asks curiously. It’s cute, but doesn’t really fit the dark little cloud in her hands.

“Swahili,” Cady answers.

“What does it mean?”

“Cat.” Cady mumbles. Janis bursts out laughing. “Don’t make fun of me, I’m not good at naming things!”

“It’s cute, but, uh...” Janis hums.

“I know, it just popped into my head. What do you want her name to be?” Cady asks.

“Something, like, witchy,” Janis says. “Look at her, she’s totally some witch’s familiar.”

Cady chuckles. “She could be. What’s the one from that one Broadway show Damian took us to when I came to New York for the first time? The green one, not the blonde one.”

“Elphaba,” Janis answers, cursing that she knows that. “But I don’t know if I want something that on the nose.” Pillow bites her finger gently. “Yeah, she doesn’t like that. Something close though.”

“What about Elvira? That’s witchy sounding,” Cady responds. “And not Elphaba.”

“That’s perfect,” Janis says happily. “What do you think, kitty? Are you an Elvira?” She meows loudly. “Oh yeah.”

“Perfect! Are you two ready to take her home?” Eleanor asks. “She’s already been spayed and microchipped, we just need to link her chip to your phones and y’all can have her.”

“I think so,” Cady says, chuckling as the kitten tries to nibble on Janis’ nose.

A week later, they’re officially back home in their little apartment, with their new kitten getting acclimated. They’re keeping her in the bedroom for now, and would slowly introduce her to the rest of the apartment soon.

Cady wakes up to something sort of rumbling on her face, and there’s a strange warmth over her forehead. She’s confused until she reaches a hand up and feels Elvira resting over her eyes.

It’s kind of nice, and Elvira is purring happily, so she leaves her there. Janis gradually stirs next to her, Cady can hear her stretching and giving a yawn. “Good morning, Cadd-what the fuck?”

Janis scoops the kitten off her forehead in a fit of giggles, then bends down to kiss Cady good morning.

“She was warm, it was like a nice little blindfold,” Cady says in response to Janis’ laughter. “Are you ready?”

“For what?” Janis asks with another yawn as she stops laughing.

“To have your cast off,” Cady giggles in reply. “Your appointment is today.”

“Oh yeah,” Janis says. “When?”

Cady looks to check the clock. “We have about an hour until your appointment.”

Janis pouts. No cuddle time. “Okay.”

“I’ll cuddle you after,” Cady compromises, knowing why she was upset. “Let’s go get dressed.”

Janis looks around anxiously as they enter the hospital again. She’s been scared of them since her father passed away, and her fear was exasperated when her aunt passed away of cancer when she was a bit older.

Cady squeezes her hand to comfort her as she signs Janis in and they’re led back to a room. Janis squeaks in fright when she spies the small saw they’re about to take to her arm.

“Jay, it’s okay, the saw doesn’t hurt,” Cady comforts.

“It’s a fucking saw!” Janis insists, sitting as far away from it as she can.

“It’s just to break the shell of the cast, it shuts off when it hits your skin,” Cady says gently as she brushes her hair from her face. “It just tickles.”

“How do you know?”

“I broke my leg when I was twelve, I had to be transported to a hospital in Nairobi so I could get treatment,” Cady says. “They did the same things to me. You’ll be fine.”

“You broke your leg?” Janis asks with a giggle. “How did you manage that?”

Cady starts laughing. “I was running after a bird, and was looking up at it instead of the ground. I tripped over a rock and fell into a hole.”

Janis thinks that’s about the most on-brand way Cady could’ve possibly gotten an injury as a child. “I can totally see that.”

“Right? I was such a stupid kid,” Cady chuckles.

The doctor comes in then, making small talk as she prepares everything. Cady holds Janis’ hand as the cast is removed, laughing as her eyes go wide at the buzzing sensation.

“Oh,” she mumbles when it’s off.

“I told you, it’s not bad,” Cady chuckles. “Go get your x-rays, loser.”

Janis follows after the doctor to get new scans taken of her arm, leaving Cady with the nurse. “Do you think she’ll want to keep the cast?”

“Probably not, but I do,” Cady says. “Remember how clumsy she can be.”

“Fair enough,” the nurse laughs, wrapping it up for Cady to take home. Janis comes back into the room after a few minutes with a pout.

“They’re not healed enough, I have to get another one,” she grumbles.

“Aww, I’m sorry mpenzi. But now your students will have something else to sign,” Cady says, desperately trying to find a positive.

Janis gives her a weak grin. “You’re so cute. I’m not that upset, this one only goes to my elbow. I’m just not looking forward to three more weeks of itchy arm.”

Cady nods. “I’ll be here to distract you.”

Janis knew she married Cady for a reason.

————-

“Caddy?” Janis calls about a week later from their bedroom.

“Yeah?” Cady calls back.

“Do we have any white spray paint?”

Cady runs into the bedroom, making Elvira jump in fright and scramble away. “What are you up to?”

“Nothing! Promise,” Janis says, raising her hands in surrender.

Cady looks at her suspiciously. “Then why did you ask if we have white spray paint?”

“I want to cover the color of my cast. Spray paint would do that the quickest,” Janis mumbles.

“Oh. Why do you want to cover it up? It doesn’t look bad,” Cady asks.

“No reason. Can I pleeeeeease go buy some?” Janis begs.

“If it’s that important to you, yeah, of course,” Cady says. “But only that. And no graffiti.”

“I’m not twenty anymore, I’m responsible,” Janis insists. Cady raises her eyebrow again. “I’m working on it.”

“I’m kidding. Go buy your paint, Picasso,” Cady says, kissing her and pushing her towards the door.

Janis comes back with her spray paint and a Kit-Kat bar for Cady.

“Hi, lovey,” Cady says from the kitchen. “I made dinner.”

“Ooh, spaghetti,” Janis says happily. “Thanks, babe.”

“You’re welcome,” Cady says, greeting her with a kiss. “Did you get your stuff?”

“Yeah. Got you a candy too,” Janis says, handing the bar over.

“Aww. You haven’t called me Kitkat in a while,” Cady coos as she takes the candy. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Kitkat. Now come on, I’m

hungry.”

Once they finish their delicious dinner, Janis changes clothes, dons a protective mask, and heads to the balcony to work on her cast. Cady sits just inside to watch her through the door with their kitten on her lap. It’s a simple process, but Cady likes to watch Janis do any kind of art.

Janis wags her arm around for a few minutes after spraying the whole thing in layers, making the whole thing totally white. You can’t even tell it was purple underneath by the time she finishes.

Once it’s dry, she heads back inside and puts everything away. Cady is confused when she comes back with her paint supplies. Every shade of paint, every brush. But no canvas.

“What are you gonna do now?” She asks confusedly. Janis lies on the couch and sticks her arm out, gesturing for Cady to come sit next to her on the ground.

“I,” she says as she flops down. “Am going to watch you paint my cast.”

“Me?” Cady asks, pointing to herself. “But I can’t paint.”

“Of course you can paint, you just do it differently than I do,” Janis says, gesturing for her again. “You have free reign, do whatever you want.”

“Okay,” Cady says anxiously as she sits down and grabs a brush. “Are you sure?”

“Peanut, it’s a cast, you’re not giving me a tattoo,” Janis giggles. “I want to see what you’ll do, and if I don’t like it I get this off in two weeks. I always like what you make anyway.”

Cady is comforted by this reminder. The last time she had tried to paint she’d only succeeded in making a blotchy mess of the picture frame she had been trying to decorate for Janis’ birthday. Janis loved and used it anyway.

She decides to start with the only thing she knows how to paint pretty well, a lion. She paints a little yellow circle on the inside of her wrist, surrounding it with orange and red stripes like a mane and adding a cute cartoon face in black.

Janis makes conversation and cuddles with Elvira as she works, not even looking at what she’s doing. Cady doesn’t really have a cohesive idea, so she makes little doodles all around like she’s decorating a whiteboard.

By the time she’s finished Janis has been thoroughly decorated with the lion, a rainbow near the bend of her elbow, a rough picture of Elvira, a cursive ‘I love you’ written so Janis can read it whenever she looks at the inside of her arm, a butterfly, several hearts, and a hot dog. All with room left in between for signatures.

“Okay, I’m done but don’t look yet,” Cady says as she runs off.

“Okay,” Janis says in confusion. Cady suddenly comes back from the kitchen brandishing a Sharpie, signing a ‘Caddy’ with a heart next to the cursive message she had painted. “Can I see now?”

“Yeah,” Cady says, biting her lip anxiously. Janis lifts her arm to look, smiling happily at what she sees.

“Cute,” Janis says with a grin. “You did good, Butterfly. I like it.”

Cady gives a quiet sigh of relief. “Good.”

“Come snuggle us,” Janis says, reaching for her and scooting Elvira over to make room. Cady crawls on top of her with a chuckle. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

—————

Two weeks later, Janis’ arm is finally freed for good and she’s given a warning to watch where she’s walking. She elects to take this cast home, wanting to keep Cady’s artwork.

Cady had told all their friends that Janis was finally getting her last cast off today, so they all decided to get together for a celebratory dinner.

Janis does a little happy dance as she leaves the hospital for what’s hopefully the last time in a long time, making Cady laugh.

“You’re free, Jay, your hand is back!” She calls.

“Yeah! And now I can do this again,” Janis says, running towards her and picking her up. Cady shrieks in surprise, but laughs happily and clings to her as Janis carries her to the car.

“Just don’t strain yourself, you should still be doing exercises and stuff to get your muscles back to where they were,” she says carefully, not wanting her wife to immediately re-injure herself.

“I’m fine, Cads, you’re still tiny. And I’m still buff,” Janis breathes as she sets her down.

“You are. Holding me in your big, strong arms,” Cady flirts as she leans up for a kiss. “Never gets old. But I do wish you’d warn me first.”

“That takes the fun out of it,” Janis teases as she lifts and spins her again. Cady squeals happily. “I love you. Thanks for taking care of me.”

“You took care of yourself just fine, but you’re welcome, love,” Cady replies. “I love you too.”

Maybe I can’t always catch you when you fall, but I’ll always help with the aftermath.

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the-fiction-witch · 3 years

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It has its uses Princess p3

TV SHOW THE QUEENS GAMBIT

COUPLE BENNY WATTS X READER

RATING SMUT

I stood in my room packing my little suitcase and my train bag. As a familiar annoyance leant on my door frame

"So? You coming to New york?" He smirked

"Just-'

"You said if you won you'd come to new york"

"I don't have enough clothes"

"I'll do your laundry when we get there"

"I don't have, enough toiletries"

"You can borrow mine, or I'll go out and yet you some once we get to new york. I imagine I'll need milk anyway"

"I don't have…"

"Do you really not wanna come to new york with me?"

"It's not that Benny, I want to come to new york with you-"

"Then finish packing I'll bring the car around princess" he says kissing my cheek before he heads off. I sighed and finished my packing making sure I had all my things and going out into the grounds of the university where a battered old blue beetle sat with Benny putting his stuff in the back seat "hello beautiful" he smiled leaning on the roof trying to look confident and Sexual

"Hi" I sighed before I could even move he took my bags loading them into the car for me and opened the passenger door offering his hand I laughed a little taking his hand as he helped me into his car and he closed the door for me before getting in himself

"You ready?"

"Sure" I answered, he nodded, starting up the car and heading off down the empty roads, the music gently playing from the radio "why?' I asked

"Hu?' he asked confused what I was talking about

"What do you want me to come to New york?"

"Why not?"

"Benny… explain yourself"

"Maybe, I wanna take you out on a… date or two. Maybe share a bed all night. Play chess together you know" he explained "couple stuff"

"We aren't a couple"

"Y/n, we've been having sex for three years. I haven't even been with anyone else for almost a year and a half," he explained "we cuddle, we kiss, sometimes we share a bed, don't you wanna be my girlfriend?"

"I don't know Benny, relationships are complicated"

"We can make it work, I'm sure we can"

"You're not giving up on this are you?"

"I am not princess"

"Fine. Why do you want me to be your girlfriend?"

"Your cute, your sexy, you're into alot of the Me things I am, I rather enjoy the stuff your into, we work well together, you let me talk chess after sex, we think the same way, your good at chess, and I think we'd be cute together princess"

"That all?" I asked

"And you can't deny…." He smirked looking at me "we'd make adorable babies"

"What!" I yelled in shock

"Come on we would" he laughs "they'd probably end up with me eyes because darker colours are more dominant, but they might get your hair, and they'd get your cute nose" he smiled tapping my nose "and they would all be little chess geniuses from birth wouldn't they princess?"

"What the fuck benny!"

"Oi! Just because I can't spank you in the car doesn't mean I'm not going to get mad at you for it princess" he warn slapping my thigh

"What do you mean... have you thought about this?"

"Yeah, lots of times"

"You wanna have kids with me?"

"Someday" he shrugs "if you wanted to, go on why wouldn't we work?"

"We'd argue"

"No I'll let you win"

"Neither of us can cook"

"We can learn"

"We have no emotionally feelings towards each other as we have only been having sex with each other for the last few years"

"I like you, I want you to be my girlfriend. Like proper girlfriend, committed and maybe we can move in together in a few months" He explained

"You're really serious, Benny?"

"Deadly serious"

"Would you… do anything to make me your girlfriend?"

"Where are you going with this?"

"Curious" I smiled

"If it means by the time we get to new york your my girlfriend… I'll do whatever you want me to do princess"

"Give me five bucks"

"What?"

"Want a girlfriend or don't you?"

"Wallets in my coat" he says pointing to his coat on the back seat I smirked grabbing it and getting his wallet counting myself five dollars and putting it in my pocket "are you my girlfriend now princess? I wasn't aware there was a girlfriend fee"

"Well there is but I'm still not your girlfriend"

"Alright" he sighed as he drove

"Punch yourself"

"What?"

"Punch yourself Benny"

"I can't, I'm driving. I'll punch myself when we stop next okay?"

"Fine, I want chicken nuggets and fries"

"Do you? Well my princess gets whatever she wants," he smiled soon enough. We parked at a fast food place and I smirked at him "what?"

"We stopped"

"Fine… where am I punching myself?"

"In the leg I guess" I shrug so he did as I asked

"Oww, I hurt myself" he complained "am I any closer to having a girlfriend?"

"A little bit" I smiled

"Am I close enough I can call you it?'

"Nope"

"Am I close enough to… get a kiss?"

"You can have a kiss either way" I smiled leaning over and kissing him he happily kissed me back the kisses turned deeper and soon enough just became us heavily making out in his car till I pulled back even if I didn't want to getting out the car he followed and grabbed my hand holding out the other expectantly "What?"

"You have my wallet, remember?"

I laughed handing it back to him and he slipped it in his pocket "come on princess, let's get you some nuggets" he smiled holding my hand but I noticed the other hand around and grab my butt thought my dress so I hit him with my hip

We got boat loads of food and got comfy back in the car again driving off down the infinite roads for a good long while, playing chess against each other as he drove.

"Benny? What's with the knife? Really?"

"You like it"

"Other then sex"

"... You really wanna know?"

"Kinda"

"Alright, I had… a little trouble with some guys in Vegas a few years back."

"What kinda trouble?"

"I met up with a few guys at a poker table. Had a pretty good night. I walked away early but they followed me to the bar bought me a couple drinks and we got chatting starting hustling a little got almost a thousand dollars of the three of them at speed chess" he explained "they didn't like that"

"What happened?"

"They followed me back to my room, said I had plaid them wanted there money back, I got a shiner for my trouble and a cracked rib"

"So… for protection?"

"Yeah,"

"What you scared of them or something?"

"No, more if shit hits the fan again I wanna have something to get me out of it. And… to remind me not to be an ass"

"Why?'

"Because sometimes shit comes back to bite you on the ass" he laughs "And because you think it's sexy"

"I don't think it's sexy Benny."

"Yeah sure you don't princess" he smirked "so is it just that you think I'm sexy?'

"Well… I willing and soberly have sex with you that's got to mean your some level of attractive Benny"

"So… if I put my hand under here?" He growled his hand sitting on my thigh stroking my tights gently slipping up my skirt "you won't be wet princess?"

"None of your business" I said forcing his hand away "focus your driving"

"I can multitask" he smirked trying to move his hand back but I moved it away again

"Drive" I told him "you crash the car and kill us because you were horny I'm holding it to you for the rest of eternity"

"How can you tell I'm horny?'

"A Benny your always horny. B you only start getting flirty when you're horny and I can see your Boner"

"Why? You looking?" He smirked adjusting his hard erection through his jeans a little

"I wasn't looking it's just… easily noticeable"

"Yeah sure it is princess" he smirked "if you wanted you could always… fix it for me?" He suggested gently shifting his hips "it would make me more focused?"

"How would It?"

"Well when I'm hard I'm hardly thinking about the road am I princess?" He smirked

"I'm not sucking your dick Benny so kindly change the subject"

"Well why not?"

"Because I don't do that"

"Would you if… you were my girlfriend?"

"Id think about it"

"Would you now?"

"Will you quit it with that stupid word"

"What word?'

'the G word"

"What, girlfriend?" He laughs "come on don't you wanna be my girlfriend"

"Maybe" I snapped

"Maybe?" He smirked

"Maybe…" I sighed

"Come on, I'll do anything. What else do I have to do for my princess?" He smirked

"Anything?'

"Anything"

I smirked as he watched the road so I smiled moving closer and leaning my head on his chest

"Oh, hi" he smiled kissing my head

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smutty-ki113r · 3 years

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I only showed him the one u sent before. I screenshot ur answers and then look at it when i switch. but I'll show him the other two.

well for me it's just that only my recent ex was actually nice and loving. before him; every single one of them told me; I was either boring or annoying and always made me feel like everything was my fault. so yeah. I am actually pretty confident now but I struggle with those negative thoughts still.

well it's like not the same phone? it's a copy...I can't post or look at posts. only gallery, notes and yt works (but also only for watching videos and listening to music). so i usually screenshot what I want to show them. idk if it's like that for everyone. but i just can't concentrate without music or videos in the background; i think that's why i have it.

yeah toby does talk about masky lmao. also abt hoodie. he offered to introduce me but I am scared lol; they r intimidating ngl

AW OMG tysm! well egg (first mythical oc) can fly since he got wings. she makes clothing and can communicate via telepathy. she's genderfluid btw :> and can also heal minor injuries with ✨magic✨. dusty is my boiiiii💕 i love him sm. he can create a void with his mouth or teleport; with or without others by his side. he uses ultrasound, since he is blind. big cuddle puppy. and then we have (dr.prof.mr.) newton nugget; he is a doctor and can scan u for any like irregularities and heal u. will give u free top surgery (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ

why would writing be different?? it's still an original character lol. and also...u don't understand. i am super attached to my oc's too!! i even daydream abt being in a poly relationship with two of them-

send me the thing, I wanna read it bestie! :>>>

DUDE ILYSM u r beginning to be such a big part of my happieness and ngl it's kinda scary since I have a fear of loosing ppl I love... but anyways... *virtual hug* u r awesome and perfect the way u r! thank u for being so supportive.

-🃏

Damn it’s a copy???!! Insane man, WAIT SO YOU SC ALL MY FICS LIKE PAGE BY PAGE??? Awww i also love music but I can’t concentrate with it cause I jam out too hard. IF I SAW MASKY I WOULD PROBABLY CRY and stand in a corner. I think he would be confused but id just start sobbing into the corner.

Bro egg sounds so cool- i wish i had magic. The only magic i have is writing smut, god is cruel. ACTUALLY FUCK THAT ITS THE BEST POWER EVER. Dusty sounds awesome too! I want free top surgery. I WANT ONE. Please please PLEASE. Yeahhhhh you’re right they are my oc’s, im not really attracted to them. Just like they’re my kids and i see them as my entire life. TFUTYLGIUOHIP*Y&TYUFTK

I’ll post my piece!! Ngl i feel like a tinder profile. BEN PLEASE SWIPE RIGHT- haoshgpuahgpu but anyway- you aren’t boring, or annoying in any way. The people that told you that are shits and never knew you well enough to care, you never deserved that. I’ve had people tell me that too, one guy said I was an “emotional burden” and another told me I was boring him. But he plays basketball 💀 so he had no room to talk, my friend literally says he looks like a mango 🥭. If you ever wanna talk about that stuff im here ya know, you can always dm me too. I tend to hold on to the past cause trauma hit me HARD, but imma do a burn ceremony today so I can let go ✨. I have huuuuugggeggeeee abandonment issues, comes with the borderline, so I understand. YOU MAKE ME SO HAPPY! *hugs you back* muah muah! Ill always be supportive!!

#🚹#💬

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americangodstalk · 3 years

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Notes on S2E4: The Greatest Story Ever Told

# During the flashback to the Boy/CEO background we pass by three main eras. The Pong era, the Game Boy era and the one with the computer (well, one of the first computers). See my Game Boy theory.

# Bast licks the wounds for them to heal.

# Ibis and Jacquel are prosectors. They save tissues for analysis and do autopsies for the county medical examiner (while also being a funeral parlor snce 1863). They found a “niche” during the Civil War, opening up as a funeral parlor for people of color (though of course they did not identify themselves as people of color). Upon being asked about the name Cairo, he only answers “chicke-egg”.

# Odin is against monogamy.

# To meet Money, “the most influential god in America”, “untouchable asshole but his stocks never fall”, they go to Saint Louis, a “big city with big money”.

# It is mentionned that Anansi and Bilquis know each other “biblically” (aka they had sex).

# New Media mentions to Technical Boy that “we need each other”. New Media says that Media “died”, while Technical Boy opposes that Media didn’t die but simply “changed” into New Media.

# When Mr. World arrives, there are numerous electric disturbances. He is of course pissed off at Tech Boy’s failure, saying that “war is won with information”. Technical Boy mentions that he knows a “guy” that own him, in Silicon Valley, and that can provide them with a “new network”. The guy will of course turn out to be the CEO.

# Apparently, Money was born (or at least it is implied by Wednesday) in 1933, when Roosevelt took the dollar out of the gold standard, so that money couldn’t be exchanged for gold anymore. As a result, money became more than a piece of paper - it became a “story”, a “value”, the “greatest story of all” and thus gave birth to the most powerful god of America.

# Mama-Ji is present in all of the Motel Americas across the United-States. It is mentionned that she and her followers (those that practice hinduism) own half of the motels in America. (Is it true? I’ll need to check). The day Kali slew Raktabija is mentionned - however they imply that Odin was here to with her?

# Of course, there are the Penny Scouts.

# The company of the CEO is Xie Comm. New Media manifests herself through screens, holograms and SMS to taunt Technical Boy. The Xie office has in it numerous white faces - later revealed to be the faces of Technical Boy. “I always thought I’d see you again. You will show me something new?”

Let’s note that Xie is a Chinese surname, meaning “immortal” or “enlightened one”, and that the Xie Comm headquarters are shaped as a symbol of infinity.

# Bast is referred to as Thoth’s sister. Bilquis and Anansi apparently know each other “since infancy” (which is... up to debate). Anansi talks about slavery - designing it as a cult. The gods clearly represent here their worshippers.

# Argus is referred to as “CCTV”. More precisely “a relic, a desiccating, necrotising, geriatric, organic sack of redundancies. CCTV?”. Tech Boy mentions that he creates “coltan-encased microchips”, and that thansk to him people carry “trackers” to give up their “locations, card numbers and facial IDs” (interestingly, this is all the things Mr. World knew in season 1). Tech Boy goes as far as make a Jesus comparison with “I have given of my flesh to my disciples”.

# When asked by Shadow if the Penny Scouts give candy, Wednesday answers that he will take them “a gold bar and nuggets”. These are references to money - a nugget is a slang for a pound coin, and money in general in the UK, and is a nod to the “gold nuggets”, while a gold bar is obviously what it is - and a pun on candy bars. The Penny Scouts keep repeating “Credit or debit?”, which is THE question every foreigner in America is puzzled upon hearing because this way of paying is quite unique to the continent - in France for exemple we don’t have that. Odin identifies himself as “Odin the Allfather”.

# Among the Penny Scouts badges you can see the All-Seeing Eye, the American flag, and the sentence “e pluribus unum”. Shadow reveals that he has no debit and no credit in his file, “no trace” whatsoever, and Money apparently hates those that have neither debit nor credit.

# Bilquis says that Jesus was a “rebel” and a “troublemaker” that died because he angered the men in power and refused to be controlled - and for that he became one of the most popular and worshipped gods. As Bilquis says, “he was onto something” - she visibly identifies herself with him or wants to follow his route.

# At one point, the Book of Thoth is mentionned by the other gods - a legendary book said to contain the secrets of all the Gods.

# One should not forget that the speech of Anansi is actually a trick. While he says true facts, he actually exaggerates and change some numbers so that they are a bit higher than the official ones - again, Anansi is a trickster god known to twist the truth.

# New Media shows to the CEO a “pattern”, and while many people were confused by it - if you look carefully enough, a humanoid shape actually appears in this pattern. It seems what New Media shows the CEO is the future Quantum Boy.

# The “face-hugger” makes a new appearance, this time to “retire” Technical Boy.

# Mr. World is offered a “Payback candy” by the Penny Scouts, but Mr. World answers that to meet Money he has “no need to buy candy” because he “retired a god today”. Which grants Mr. World access to a meeting with Money.

# Mr. World says that money is not “cash and gold” anymore but zeros, number sequences, and banks and accoutns with no physical presence”. Money appears as an old man with trembling hands, and while he says that he loves profit, he refuses emotions, and thus refuses to involve himself in the war.

# Mr. World says that he “prefers to be feared”.

# In the credits, it is quite interesting that the man who is identified as “Money” in the episode is actually identified as the “Bookkeeper”. As for the “Son” aka the “CEO”, two of his “childhood” actors are identified - the one for 1977 and the one for 1987.

# Among the badges, well actually the “scout patches” worn by the Penny Scouts, one can see the Chinese Yuan, the Indian Rupee and the British Sterling Pound.

# An interesting point is that the father of the CEO wanted to teach his son faith in the ingenuity and talent of humanity, by showing you the musical works of Bach. But the son only saw algorithms and patterns in the music, and then used a computer to create something identical if not better (in his mind) - because the CEO has faith in technology over humanity. And this is precisely this displacement of faith that apparently led to the creation of Technical Boy.

# Some think that the Bookkeeper only “put up an act” of being a senile old man, asking for the bill, because they note that he is much more serious when Mr. World and Wednesday sit at his table.

# Mr. Nancy mentions that he did not took the deal of the New Gods because it is a rigged one - in fact he equals it to slavery and to its modern variations (human trafficking, prison industry, racial profiling, etc...)

# Many people interpret the line of Mr. World “retiring a god” as basically him having sacrificed a god in order to obtain the favor of the Bookkeeper, literaly doing a sacrifice so that he wouldn’t have to pay to meet him.

# Interestingly, while Mr. Nancy is against peace and says that peace only reinforce complacency and apathy towards oppression, Bilquis and Mr. Ibis answer that suffering and “social ills” are universal, and that waging a war is definitively not the way to change those, because ultimately everyone is equal in front of death and all could end up killed.

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