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punkitt-is-here · 10 months

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Frequently Asked Questions!

Heyo! I get a TON of asks each day, so I'm making this post so that folks know what's already been asked so my followers don't have to see the same stuff over and over, haha.

Hi! I'm Punkitt! I'm a game developer, artist, editor, director, and a bunch of other stuff! I'm working on an RPG called Astral Guard, a platformer called Susan Taxpayer, and I have a couple more fun projects in my pocket like Happup and Super Mario Death Row.

Why do you have so many hats? Do you know you have that many hats?

ye i like hats. :) free tumblr badges for one pea i like one piece and took as many as i could. free.

Where can I find your art/game development/horsecomix?

Great question! Everything I make that's my own and not a reblog is under "my posts", every bit of art I do is under "my art", any game development I do is under "gamedev", you can find all my MLP art under "mlp, my art" or "horsecomix" for the best stuff. I also have an "animations" tag and a "shitposts" tab. I also properly tag all my asks to be asks and write out the asker's name, so if you don't wanna see those just mute the ask tag.

Do you have a Patreon or a Ko-Fi?

I do have a ko-fi here! I also JUST launched a Patreon, which you can find here :)

What do you use for your art?

I use FireAlpaca and Paint.net for misc. effects!

What are you using to make your games?

I use FireAlpaca do make my assets! Astral Guard, Happup, and any other top-down RPG games I make are all made in RPGMaker 2003. Susan Taxpayer is made in SMBX2 Beta 4, a Mario fangame engine with lua support!

Why are you using a 2-decade-plus engine to make games?

It's fun!

Do you have a sideblog or something for your art?

Not right now! What you see is what you get. I do have a sideblog for Astral Guard though, if you want to follow that game specifically! @astral-guard

Can I make an OC based on your work? ABSOLUTELY!!!!!!! THATS THE COOLEST THING EVER!!!! LET ME KNOW IF YOU DO!!!! I WANNA SEE!!!!

Can I do dubs/redraws of your comics? As long as you credit me! I get a ton of notifs each day, so if you wanna show me (and PLEASE i so do wanna see fun dubs and redraws!!!) tag me or DM me!

Can I use your art as a PFP? Sure! Just credit me somewhere. :D

Are you the one who trapped her coworkers in a room and made them listen to TF2 lore?

Yep! Everyone had a blast actually. :]

Did you make that comic where Fluttershy eats the weed brownie/Rainbow Dash has a male living space/someone has a cutie mark that says they'll kill Ronald Reagan?

Yep! That's me.

Where are you in MLP right now?

Currently just finished Season 7! Haven't watched the movie yet.

Have you watched Equestria Girls?

Yep! Thought it was super cute. I watched up to Rainbow Rocks and plan on watching more.

What's your opinion on MLP so far?

I love it! I think it's cute. I really don't agree that there was some sort of huge quality drop after season 2 or whatever.

What do you think of G5?

Not my style! I don't really like either animation types and it just seems like I'm not in the audience anymore. That's totally chill, but it just doesn't grab me!

Have you watched any other MLP stuff from previous generations?

Nope! But I did see a compilation called Minty Being Autistic for Six Minutes Straight that I loved. she's perfect.

Favorite pony?

Don't got one, I love all the Mane Six a LOT, but I'm particularly fond of Fluttershy, Applejack, and Rarity!

Favorite episode/season?

I'm so bad at picking favorites! But any season past Season 1 I have a blast with because I feel like it's just more my style. I don't have a favorite episode, but the most recent one I can remember LOVING is the one where Starlight bottles up her emotions because it was REALLY funny.

Do you like Pony.mov?

Nope! And stop saying my stuff reminds you of it, it's a lil annoying!

Have you watched the Mentally Advanced Series/Friendship is Witchcraft/Other fandom vids?

Probably not! My interaction with the MLP fandom prior to last year was pretty minimal, so I'm making my way through the show first!

What do you think of Fallout: Equestria?

I think it's super weird but really fun because of that. I've never properly read any of it but it's very fascinating to me.

Are you transgender?

Yep! I go by she/her, I'm a trans woman. Have been for many years, but I only recently came out online!

Are you a lesbian?

Nah, I'm bisexual!

Can I commission you?

Yeah! I only have my commissions available on my Ko-Fi at certain times though, so keep an eye out! I usually announce slots being open at least 12 hours beforehand. Slots are usually first come first serve, but we'll see.

Can I use your art as a Discord emote?

Yeah man i'm not scouring every discord on the planet to find stickers of my work. i think it owns if people take my stuff and make it stupid injoke emotes between friends that makes me very happy.

Can I send you an ask inquiring about gender dysphoria?

I feel like this is beyond my capabilities of advice! I'm actually very comfortable with my body and I have been for many years, so I don't know if I can give any good or helpful advice on that front. Apologies, but there are many resources out there where you can ask about those things if you look for them, like Discord channels!

Favorite Color?

I'm a sucker for blue!

Favorite coffee?

Can't drink coffee, my stomach is cringe.

Favorite tea?

I'm lame and can't drink most tea but I love this one orange-flavored tea a lot. I also LOVE ice tea.

Can I say you're horsegender/punkittgender/a little gender goblin void thing?

Well, I can't stop you, but I'm kind of beyond that phase now! I really am a boring ol' plain she/her girl, and I like it that way. It's not much, but it's honest gender.

What's your favorite game series?

Mother, Kingdom Hearts, Mario, and I USED to say Fallout, but I found out I'm really only a big Fallout New Vegas fan.

Favorite game from those?

Mother 3 is one of my fave games of all time! I love KHII, and I'm tied for SMB3 and SMW. Also Fallout New Vegas fucks hard.

Any other favs?

Bug Fables, SLARPG, and TF2!

Favorite Movie?

Everything Everywhere All At Once, no question.

Oh, are you going to college?

Yep! I'm a film/theater major.

Do you have a YouTube channel?

Yeah! Click right here for it, I stream there and upload footage of my games/animations/my film projects + other stuff.

What is that little orange creature I see?

That's bweenop, my little persona that I use when I'm feeling a little scrunkly.

Do you have a ponysona?

Yep! Her name is Star Magnolia, you can search her on the blog to see art of her.

When will Susan Taxpayer/Astral Guard/etc. be out?

No clue! I take things slow, that's just how I am.

How do you work on so many things at once?

I make small, satisfying amounts of progress! I never try to complete one giant thing all at once, I just like doing small bursts of fun stuff. I got ADHD, so I learn to work with it.

Did you know you look like Weird Al?

Im going to run you over with a clown car watch out

WHY do you work on so many things at once?

Fun! I like learning, I like making cool stuff, and I like showing it to people :)

Do you need any help with your projects?

Potentially! I'll probably put out a post asking for help if I need it.

If you could be a horse, would you?

You kidding me? Several ton beasts with the frailty of a sickly Victorian boy; my clumsy ass would never survive.

Are you some sort of...furry?

yeag

Why do you reblog so much?

Brother I LOVE posting. that's just how it is.

Fav music artists?

It changes literally ALL the time but I will recommend ANYTHING by Vylet Pony, its music is incredible and probably the reason I'm a weird niche microcelebrity now.

Why are you like this?

theater kid + having a lot of fun on the internet makes you a bit silly hehe hoo

SUSAN TAXPAYER QUESTIONS

Is it out? Not yet! But hopefully sometime in the next year. I dunno! I take things at my own pace and keep stuff fun. :)

What are you using to make it? SMBX2! It's a free fangame engine for Mario episodes, but it's incredibly versatile and has a wonderful community, so I decided to make Susan Taxpayer in it.

Is there a demo? You betcha! You can find it right here. I'll also probably put it up on my itch.io.

How do I install it? I made a post here about how to run the SAGE '23 demo!

#FAQ #my posts #punkitt FAQ #announcement

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doodlefortress · 2 months

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THE GOOD BATTER

My Regretevator OC !!!

A Monitor Lizard - Crocputer

The Good Batter is a robot that was made to promote Roblox's new game, but unfortunately, the devs pulled the plug and shut the project off. The Good Batter was shoved in some closet somewhere collecting dust. They are a bit glitchy. Maybe even haunted?

When the elevator reaches the "ON or OFF?" Floor, the lights in the elevator shut off. When the doors open, it reveals a fully blank white room with just a switch and GB in the corner.

If the switch is flipped, the lights turn back on, you gain the "Somewhere over the Rainbow" badge and GB enters the elevator!!! (Badge shown in next reply)

Anyway, that's all I have on my Regretevator OC ! Feel free to give any constructive criticism, or if you have any questions. Also if you couldn't tell, this is all based off of OFF by mortis ghost. So a dual OC

#roblox #regretevator #regretevator oc #off game #fanart #oc #2024 #ibis paint x

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ultrabrite-dl · 6 months

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Heeeeyyyy! New OC-doll baby! Meet Jud, The Grumpy Goth!

I think it's only appropriate that since the last one was a Summer-vibes doll, this one be a Autumn-vibes doll.

I've actually been postponing him for 3 years; he was sadly waiting on my desk to be finished, until I had enough of his judgy stare and gathered everything I needed to properly finish him, even made him some miniatures accessories and a school desk, wich was a lot of fun to make!

I really feel like 2023 is the year of "Finally finishing projects I started years ago"

(btw, he's got tattoos all over his upper body, but I won't show them yet)

Jud's first concept sketch (2018):

Details below:

Mini tote bag with mini pins badges and a mini phone.

Can you belive he used to be a Jackson Jekyll doll? So: 1. I shrank the head with acetone 2. I heated the head to make the nose pointier 3. I cut the back of the head open, removing that too-much of skin and glued it back together and TAD-AM! Cooler head!

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writing-for-life · 2 months

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Sandman Fics and Poems

The list gets updated regularly, and I love your comments and thoughts (no, it’s not weird to interact, it’s what fandom is about)…

The Self-Love, Sex and Pursuit of the Helm Novels: A Tragicomedy in Three Movements (Ao3) (crack fic in progress, ~2,200/app. 8,000 words, Morpheus/The Helm)

The Light of Stars Tumblr Master Post or straight to Ao3 (completed long fic, ~ 75,000 words, Morpheus/OFC)

Snow Globes and Whisky (one-shot for Christmas, links in with “The Light of Stars”) (Ao3) (completed, ~2,500 words, Morpheus/OFC)

As It Was Before The Otherness Came (one-shot for Sandman Femslash Weekend) (Ao3) or Tumblr (completed, ~3,700 words, Johanna Constantine/Rachel Moodie)

Ode to Death and Requiem (poems for Death Appreciation Week)

Sandtober/Inktober 2023 Haikus (Ao3) or Tumblr (completed)

Incandescent Light (the prompt poem that somewhat sparked The Light of Stars)

To avoid disappointment: I don't write for the big ships because

a) I am generally not a shipper and

b) they tend to be m/m, and as a bi woman, my main interest is writing m/f and f/f. It is important to me to write female protagonists, and I prefer to write from a female point of view—her feelings/wants/desires and sexuality without the detour of projecting them onto a man.

Apart from that, I love myself a good crack fic and rare pairs, and you will definitely find those. I only started writing fanfic in 2022, and I spent most of that time writing a longfic called "The Light of Stars". I am fairly proud I saw it through, and the sequel is in the making (apparently, people liked it: Can I just say how excited and grateful I was when someone gifted me the Literary Badge? Thank you, you know who you are 🥹).

TLoS is a Morpheus x OFC fic, but it is not a self-insert or Y/N-fic. I am fairly prickly about that distinction because fandom's tendency to throw them into the same pot regularly drives me up the wall. I write OCs professionally (albeit in a language other than English), so the assumption that they are all straightforward self-inserts always seemed fairly odd to me…

I also love writing short-form poetry—you might find the odd one here, too.

Link to full pinned post with all my stuff

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fumifooms · 2 months

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My first itabag! A bit of this a bit of that, ROTTMNT, Tsuritama and Chainsaw Man with a touch of Sonic, Dorohedoro, Gintama, Pandora Hearts, Osomatsu-san and ocs.

It’s a bit of a mess but I love the hobby and I doubt this’ll be my last one, I might tweak this one a bit too, or get another insert to swap out. Some charms at the bottom hang too low, and there were other things I wanted to put in the bottom corners too. I might put a big Hozuki keychain I have on the side hmm… With this size it’d have been fun building around putting in my 12" Metal Sonic Jazwares figure and a Metal Sonic plush I have, but ahh some other day… I struggled with it because the weight of it all made the insert sag and fold over, I didn’t see anything on the topic online so what I did is I found a big sturdy cardboard, and pinned the finished insert to it… Two cardboards for good measure. Oh also my badges have reflective plastic covers.

List of the items under cut.

Fanmade TMNT bow by Maidenskiss on Etsy, item listing is gone.

Ocs! Drawn and made by Auunko

Fanmade ROTTMNT charm by Malelo1002 on twitter

Fanmade ROTTMNT charm by MortinfamiART, item listing is unavailable.

Fanmade ROTTMNT patch by GiraffeCatCo on Etsy, item listing is gone.

Official Tsuritama merch

Bootlegs I found without credit. If you know do tell me

Official Chainsaw Man merch

Fanmade Chainsaw Man charm by 118ween: link

Official Dorohedoro merch

Shadow fanzine merch, link. Artist for pin: Yureimori on twitter. Artist for keychain: Snaggypeets on twitter.

Official Pandora Hearts badge and official Osomatsu-san charm

Fanmade Tsuritama charm by Hachibani: link

Rainbow Loom craft project of pikachu I made a decade ago, I don’t have a link to the tutorial.

#ita bag #itabag #Tsuritama #Chainsaw Man #rottmnt #Not tagging the rest #I got a bunch of other stuff and chains too. Hyped for my next ones <3 #When all the dunmeshi stuff I ordered arrives it’ll be over for everyone. I think a green fabric insert would be nice for dunmeshi #Hehe in an ideal world I’d make a marchil one #Some stuff here I fixed with bobby pins and others with double sided strong tape. Help #With where I am I’m starting to look for other bags too. With gimmicks. For a Tsuritama-only itabag I found a sunfish one that could be fun #I saw a “do it for them” meme one that I soo want too hehe I could truly do the OTPs with that #This one’s nice because it has a lot of place and can truly be used as a bag. I just worry a lil about the weight tearing off the straps th #Thank you Nagi Usui for showing me the world of itabags

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detroit-grand-prix · 8 months

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thistle and weeds - susie wolff x oc

i. in the wind and the rain

Summary: Maree McInnes is finally content with her life, she thinks. She felt stuck in a marriage that made her feel lonely, and in a job that made her feel horrible. Two years later, she's divorced and content with the place she is in her career, until a surprise reassignment at work leads to her to working directly under the person that indirectly made her realize that she didn't have to accept the circumstances she was given and that she could ask for more out of life.

Tags/warnings: brief mention of suicidal ideation, later implied polyamory/polyfidelity, no infidelity involved

Author’s note: A new series has landed. A few of you requested more stories with Susie and her assistant!Reader continuing at F1 Academy, but I actually find F1 x reader stories sort of clumsy to read and write, so instead, we have a new OC. This is intended to be a more mature, grown-up sort of fanfiction, and there probably won't be any drivers involved because it mostly centers around Susie and the F1 Academy.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. Please let me know what you think!

Maree couldn’t sleep.

Her body was crackling with the kind of feeling that she used to feel on the first day of school every year, as if she was a loaded spring, poised to fling her headlong into the unknown.

Tomorrow wasn’t the first day of school, or even the first day of a new job. She would be driving to the same expensive-looking building in Bromley that she’d been commuting to for five years now, charmingly called Sapphire House, though it was neither sapphire in color, nor was it a house. She’d park her Volkswagen Golf in the same spot in the car park she always did, say hello to the same receptionist she always saw, scan her badge at the same doors to go into the same office, and sit at the same desk in the same office she always sat in.

But she was still stepping into the unknown.

Two weeks earlier, the day she returned to the office after the holiday break, Maree’s boss called her into his office to discuss a future project.

After they discussed their holidays, Maree’s boss, James, told her that she had done outstanding work for Formula 2 and Formula 3, and a new feeder series needed a programme manager with her talent and experience. He told Maree that the managing director needed someone who could make things possible when the circumstances were impossible. Apparently, James said, hers was the first name that came to mind.

“As of January 31st, you’ll be working on the F1 Academy project.”

Maree could feel her face blanch. “Why is this happening so soon?” she asked, surprised. She tilted her head, trying to remember the planning meeting they’d had to discuss projects for the 2024 season, when The F1 Academy series was discussed. “I knew the Academy series was in the pipeline, but I thought it wasn’t planned to go live until next year.”

“I asked Stefano the same thing. He said that with the W-Series going into administration, there was a gap in the market that needed to be filled right away. And, they said with the right managing director, it would be doable to start in the spring. Fortunately, we found the right managing director.”

She remembered hearing the news that the W-Series, an open-wheel racing series just for young women trying to break into the higher echelons of motorsport, was insolvent. The series’ financial issues had been the industry’s worst-kept secret, but even Formula 1’s upper management expected the series to last for one more season. They came up with the idea for a similar series, under the Formula 1 umbrella as Formula 2 and Formula 3 were, to start in 2024.

“Oh, who did they hire? I didn’t even know they already had candidates lined up. Was it an internal hire?”

“They’re bringing in Susie Wolff.”

Hearing the name felt like someone had poured ice water down the back of Maree’s neck.

It wasn’t as if she was starstruck by the prospect of working with her. Maybe if someone had told her this two years ago, but she’d met Susie a few times since she’d started her current job. The world of Formula 1 was small, and they’d been introduced at some point by a mutual professional acquaintance who thought it was funny, for some reason, that he now knew two people from the Scottish highlands. But Maree was from Inverness, which was on the opposite side of the country from Susie’s native Oban, so it’s not as if they’d grown up together or were probably distant cousins, as the man introducing them implied. Their interaction was limited to a handshake and shared confusion at the things a Londoner found funny.

No, her nerves, the sinking feeling in her stomach… it came from the realization that she would now be working directly under the woman who was, without even knowing it, the catalyst for the avalanche of changes Maree’s life had seen in the past half-decade.

“Susie Wolff?” Maree said. She felt like her head was buzzing. “I didn’t know she - I was wondering what she was doing after leaving Venturi, but I didn’t -”

It was an amazing hire, really. Susie was a former professional driver, was the first woman in almost three decades to come even close to a full-time F1 seat. After she retired from being a test and reserve driver, she moved on to being the team principal and CEO of a Formula E team. Nobody else had the history and experience she did to bring this series to life, and to give it the gravitas it would doubtlessly need to be taken seriously by sponsors, suppliers, teams, drivers, and even fans. If anyone else was leading it, there was a good chance it would share the fate of the W-Series, too.

“Yes, it was just finalized.” James murmured, glancing at something on his laptop. “Hasn’t been announced yet, obviously, but she’ll be here in early February, and since the first round of the series is scheduled for April, things are going to be moving quickly, but, I think you can handle it.”

Maree blushed a bit at the praise.

James and Maree spoke more about the particulars, and about the current projects in her purview, what could be wrapped up and what could be transitioned to other teams.

Not long after she’d gotten back to her desk and was focused on wading waist-deep into the mire of her expanded “to do” list in Jira, she was startled by an email notification from an “S. WOLFF”.

It was just a generic “welcome to the team” email, sent as a carbon copy to many other names (some of which Maree recognized, most of which she didn’t) with Susie introducing herself as the new managing director and a calendar invite for the first planning meeting attached, but it drove home that it was all real.

And so, as Maree lay awake, at 12:23 AM, January 31st, she let her mind travel back five years, to 2018, when Susie’s unknowing involvement in her life began.

She was visiting her parents at home in Inverness. It was the off-season for the Premier League, where she worked at the time, but a few behind-the scenes moves within the league’s middle management ensured that Maree had a new boss that, for some reason, seemed to dislike her, and showed it by not only significantly increasing her workload, but by offering her a stream of very-not-constructive criticism, usually in the middle of meetings when he could berate her with an audience. Eventually, Maree had a preferred stall in the women’s toilets to cry in, and began to weigh out the relative risks and benefits of stepping in front of the number 6 bus that she took to work every day. She needed a break, so she took a few days of holiday and headed home.

Rowan, her husband, opted not to join her, as usual. He frequently declined when offered the prospect of traveling outside of the confines of the home counties around London, never mind all the way up to Scotland. He usually moaned that it was too long of a trip and that there was nothing to do in Inverness, so Maree let it go instead of arguing. She learned long ago that trying to get Rowan to do something or go somewhere he didn’t want to was not worth the fight. She normally flew on her visits home, but decided to take the Caledonian Sleeper train. Seeing the country by rail over a twelve-hour trip would give her some time and space to clear her head, and not to arrive at her parents’ house wound up and agitated. Plus, it reminded her of her first journey down to London for University, when her life seemed ripe with possibility.

After a pleasant train ride and enjoying a giant breakfast that her mum, Moira, made before heading off to work, she joined her dad, Arthur, in his daily post-retirement ritual of watching The BBC Scotland in the sitting room until noon.

Maree was barely paying attention to the newscast when they announced an upcoming segment with an interview of Susie Wolff, a native Scot, as she was just announced as the team principal of something called the Venturi team in Formula E. Maree knew who Susie Wolff was, at least, she’d heard the name before. Neither of her parents liked motorsport, or sport in general, but the segment caught Maree’s interest when the interviewer started asking Susie questions about the challenges of working in a male-dominated sport at a high level.

For some reason, the interview was still on her mind even after she and her dad ate lunch together, and as she was joining him on his daily bike ride around the shores of the Moray Firth, where he would comb the beaches for interesting-looking rocks that had washed up on the shores.

“How’s work going?” her father asked, as he bent down to pick up something apparently worth examining. “Not so busy in the offseason? It is the offseason, right? I haven’t seen any adverts for football matches on the telly lately, so it must be.”

“Yeah, it is. It’s…” Maree sighed, turning her gaze out toward the lighthouse in the distance. “I’ll survive.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” he said, tossing the rock out into the water. “Just more limestone.” He mumbled.

“What are you looking for out here, anyway?” Maree said, looking quizzically back at her father. “Even I know it’s all limestone, and I’m not the retired geologist.”

“Retired marine geologist, thank you!” he said, standing back up with another stone. “And it mostly is, but once in a while you can find a lot of agates here, or things like pyrite or quartz crystals. See? I found this one a few minutes ago while you were down the shore.”

He stepped closer to the rock formation that Maree was sitting on to show her a gray stone from his pocket, glittering with sparkling square inclusions.

She nodded, recognizing the appearance of the “fool’s gold” in the rock.

“Now, scoot over, and tell yer dear ol’ da’ what’s bothering you,” he said, mustering up a stronger accent than he usually had, as he plopped down next to her on the outcropping. He took off his round horn-rimmed glasses to wipe the sea spray off of them with the sleeve of his woolen jumper. Between the jumper, and the salt-and-pepper beard he’d been growing out, and the wellingtons he was wearing, he looked more like the lobster fisherman she remembered seeing once on a family trip to the Orkney Isles than a geologist, retired or not.

“Oh, well, it’s just…” Maree said, letting her gaze drift off to the lighthouse at Chanonry Point once more. She took a deep breath of the salty air before starting. “I feel… stuck lately. I’ve done everything I should have, you know? Go to a good university, get a good industrial placement straight away, get a good job from that, move up the ranks and turn that into a good job somewhere else, get married to a nice man, get a nice apartment in a good location… neither of us want kids, so that’s fine, but lately, the thought of going to work every day turns my stomach, and Rowan says I should just deal with it, because it’s stable and it pays well. And lately, it seems like he’s been treating me like I’m invisible, you know? It’s not just been this trip, you know he doesn’t like coming up here, but…”

Maree’s throat started to tighten.

“I really do like the work I do. But it honestly feels like my boss is trying to drive me out. He’s been adding so much to my workload lately, and it seems like nothing I ever do is good enough, even after years of being told I’m doing great, it’s just… it’s awful. I don’t know what to do. I don’t think going to HR would help, and I can’t really request a transfer without people asking questions, so I’m -”

Without hesitation, Arthur interjected.

“Leave.”

“What?” Maree said, turning her head to look at her father. “Are you serious?”

“Yes. Leave. You’re an intelligent, talented woman, and you’ve got one hell of a CV. You went to King’s College, you worked at Chelsea, and then the Premier League. I don’t even follow football and I know those names, Mare. Every company and organization has programme managers these days, there’s no sense staying somewhere that makes you miserable. Life’s too short for that. Just leave.”

“I thought about it, but Rowan said I should stand my ground and -”

“Mare, I like your husband -” Arthur said with a heavy sigh, interrupting her again “- I’m sorry, I do, but Rowan is the last person I’d take job advice from, especially in this case. I know he has that issue with his wrist and can't play cello in the symphony any more like he’d wanted to, which I feel bad about, but he decided the next best thing was to rot upright at a desk somewhere in the bowels of Lloyd’s of London as an insurance broker. I couldn’t imagine a more boring way to spend your life. If I thought less of him, I would assume that he wants you to be as miserable as he is, but you don’t have to be. Life is too short, and if your boss doesn’t appreciate your talents, you can take them elsewhere. If your husband has a problem with that, he doesn’t have your best interests at heart, and he’s not the one.”

Maree knew that her father was right.

In an incident that seemed like destiny, a few weeks after her trip, a corporate recruiter

sent Maree an email, asking her if she was possibly interested in making a switch to Formula One Management. She agreed to at least meet with the recruiter in person over lunch, and Maree couldn’t help but be impressed as the woman answered her questions. There was one overarching, remaining question on her mind after the recruiter finished her pitch.

“I thought it was kind of a bit of an old boys’ club there. I haven’t ever really followed motorsport, but that’s the impression I’d gotten from the news for the past few years.”

“Ah, yes. It was, under Bernie Ecclestone. His way of doing things was… a bit antiquated, but the environment has changed a lot since he sold the organization to a new parent company. Under Mr. Carey, it’s a much more, ah, equitable environment. Still majority male, I will admit, but things are starting to improve.”

She wanted to accept the recruiter’s offer of an introduction to the programme management team, but she figured that she should discuss things with her husband, as a career change would affect him, too. It would be a different work environment, which Maree needed. It would still be working in the world of professional sport, which Maree wanted. However, it would come with a small-but-significant pay cut.

Rowan’s reaction to the news of her entertaining the possibility of her leaving her job was just as she’d predicted.

“I don’t mean this to sound rude, but I don’t think you should throw away the years you have in the league just because your boss is a prat. By the sound of it, he’s not very good at his job anyway, so you’ll probably outlast him. Hell, maybe they’ll even promote you to replace him. Just grin and bear it until then. Plus, it sounds like they want you as some sort of diversity hire.”

The last bit of it annoyed Maree, and was even beyond what her father had warned her about. The recruiter hadn’t even brought up gender until Maree had asked, and in the position she was in at the Premier League probably made her seem like a quote-unquote diversity hire, so the difference would be minimal.

As she sat down with her laptop to send an email to the recruiter to say “thanks, but no thanks”, she remembered the interview with Susie Wolff that she’d watched at her parents house.

The things Susie said to the reporter about knowing when to move on, and how you could never experience growth if you weren’t willing to accept change and take risks resonated with her. “But at the same time,” she remembered Susie saying, “You can’t lie down and accept being walked all over in that kind of environment. It’s tough, but you really need to demand the treatment you deserve.”

She sent a reply to say “yes” instead.

A few months and more than one shouting match with Rowan later, she packed up her office in the Premier League headquarters in Brunel building in central London, never to return again. She called her father on the way home to tell him the good news.

Her getting a new job wasn’t ultimately what caused her and Rowan’s marriage to crumble, but it was likely the wound that led to its slow exsanguination.

All of this was on Maree’s mind as she was at work on the Monday of the first meeting. She was at her desk, reviewing things for the meeting last-minute, and glanced up from her computer monitor just in time to see Susie breeze past her office door en route to the conference room on the same floor, flanked by Stefano Domenicali and some other members of senior management. Her elegant wool coat was unbuttoned, flowing behind her a little like a cape as she walked. Her blonde hair seemed to glow under the fluorescent ceiling lights. Maree wasn’t sure why, but she felt her heart catch in her throat. She couldn’t help but stare as Stefano led the group into the conference room, until a notification pinging her watch snapped her out of it.

“Shit,” Maree whispered. She was due to attend the very meeting Susie had arrived for, which had managed to somehow slip her mind in the past thirty seconds. Truthfully, she had given herself a few minutes in her calendar notification, but it suddenly didn’t seem long enough for her to gather up her notes, calm herself down, or figure out why the idea of a meeting with some motorsport executive had her feeling so off-kilter. It wasn’t as if these types of meetings were new to her, not at this point in her career. She’d had plenty of meetings with team principals, executives from supplier companies, drivers, team executives and footballers during her Premier League days, this was nothing new.

Maree sat back down at her desk, and pulled a small makeup compact out of her purse. She was suddenly very aware of how the blonde of her own hair looked almost dull in comparison to Susie’s, how her long, wavy hair had so many flyaways than the silky bob Susie’s hair was always styled into. She tried to coax the rebellious strands down and flounced the ends a bit while she did a last check of her makeup, wondering if she shouldn’t have gone with something more than the minimal application she usually wore. Someone once told her that the way her cheeks were rounder and fuller made her look young, and as she approached her mid-thirties, she preferred to keep it that way.

The only thing she thought she’d done right that morning was selecting her favorite blue cardigan to wear over her gray blouse. She always liked the way it brought out the light blue of her eyes.

“Why am I so nervous about this? Maybe it’s just because she’s my new boss,” Maree thought as she stood up, grabbing her laptop and her notes for the meeting before trekking across the office to the conference room.

She took a deep breath before knocking on the conference room door and letting herself in.

“Ah, Maree, nice to see you again,” Stefano said, as Maree nodded to the group assembled loosely around the conference room. He rose from his seat to give Maree a handshake, gesturing for Susie to step over. “Maree, I’d like you to meet Susie Wolff, your managing director for this project. Susie, this is Maree McInnes, your new lead programme manager.”

Maree did her best to remain calm and collected as she shook hands with Susie. In the back of her mind, she made note of how soft and warm her hand was, even in their brief, businesslike clasp.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Susie said, giving Maree a pleasant smile. “Though, I believe we’ve met before, correct? I get the feeling we have.”

“Yes,” Maree said. She could feel herself blushing, pleasantly surprised that she’d made enough of an impression. “At the BRDC awards gala a few years back.”

Susie laughed, flashing a brilliant smile. “Oh, right, when Dan Ticktum’s father made a joke about us being cousins because we’re both from Scotland, or something.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re from Inverness, if I remember?”

They chatted for a moment as Maree eyed Susie up and down. She was dressed very smartly, in a well-tailored business suit, with a cream-colored boat neck sweater under her jacket, a chunky statement necklace that looked like a chain, with large links that looked like they were made of polished, pale wood, and a pair of diamond stud earrings. Maree couldn’t help but feel strangely slovenly in comparison, despite wearing the sort of thing she normally wore to work.

Eventually, Stefano called the meeting to order, and Maree and the other attendees each found an open seat. After a perfunctory round of introductions that reminded Maree of being in primary school again, they got down to the business of starting to form a new motorsport series. While Maree’s mother and father would likely think it was terribly interesting and exciting, despite not being fans of sport at all, they were both the sort of people that enjoyed the minutiae and details of things. Maree supposed she was the same way, otherwise she wouldn’t have gone into programme and project management.

As Maree was called on to present the proposed timeline and key dates of the project, thankfully, she felt as though the nerves and adrenaline she’d been feeling lessened their grip on her as she came into her element. This was her giving another presentation on another project she was leading, just as she’d done hundreds of times over the last decade and then some. She barely noticed the impressed expression on the face of her new boss as she talked through the separation of duties of each person assigned to the project. Who would be handling marketing, suppliers, sponsorships, driver recruitment, team relations, all of the little pieces and parts that needed to come together “...before we make it to pre-season testing in Barcelona in April.”

There was mild, scattered applause through the room as Maree clicked to the final slide on the presentation projecting from her laptop. “Any questions?” she asked, steeling herself for the usual barrage of critique. And questions.

It surprised Maree when Susie was the first to speak up.

“The first thing I have to say is that I am very thrilled to have you on this project, and I am impressed. I think Stefano and James chose the perfect person as far as our programme manager goes, and I’m quite excited to start working with you.”

Maree was only half-listening over the joyful ringing in her ears as Susie asked about some supplier dependencies, giving some answer that was maybe a bit more automatic than intended. All she could think about was Susie’s words, and how her Scottish accent had mostly reformed itself around Germanic phonemes after years of living abroad and being married to someone from Austria, much like her own accent had been pounded out of shape by her time in London, but much like Maree’s, Susie’s roots - their common roots - shone through when she said certain words, like the way she said the vowels person and perfect.

By the time she got back to her office, she could still feel her heart pounding. Almost 150 beats per minute, according to the sensor on her watch. But still, she had no idea why a first meeting with a new boss would make her feel this way when it never had before. She had also not felt such a desperation to impress her boss like this, probably since she started on with the Premier League. Susie praising her during the meeting felt like she was sinking into a warm bath, and she never wanted to get out.

And so, when an hour later, she received a calendar invite from Susie about a “planning lunch” for the next day. There was nobody else CC’d to the invitation. Not for the first time that day, Maree was grateful that she had her own private office, because that way, nobody could see the mixture of terror and joy spreading across her face.

#susie wolff x oc #f1 fic #my fanfic #my fanfic writing #formula 1 fanfic #f1 x oc #formula 1 x oc #formula 1 academy #series: thistle and weeds #yes the title comes from a m*mford and sons song... sorry... i like it though #and pardon my lack of scotland and london knowledge... i'm doing my best

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Hello, I’m Poet, I’m 20 years old, and this is my (updated) intro / pinned post! I’m an English major (so, longwinded), and enjoy history (WW2 & Civil War history specifically), TTRPGs, animanga, and somehow tying everything back to a Taylor Swift song. I am afrolatina, queer, and go by he/she pronouns (equal preference). We love female friendship and burning, arduous pining around these parts. Chances are if you have an OFC I will be declaring her as my wife upon first meeting. Do not be fooled by my interests, this blog is like 60% Ronald Speirs loveposting /hj. Also the notorious unhinged tagger which I wear like a badge of honor.

Current Fandoms: Band of Brothers, The Pacific, Tolkienverse, Riordanverse, Attack on Titan, Jujutsu Kaisen, The Hunger Games, Dungeons & Dragons, The Walking Dead, 1883, Star Wars, Jurassic Park, Yellowjackets, and much more.

If you’re here for the writing, check me out on AO3 or at the tag #poet’s notepad. If you’d like to peruse the cast of characters we have going on around these parts, check out the OC DIRECTORY CARRD. And of course, if you’re looking for fic recs, check out POET’S FIC CORNER (which I update regularly) or simply the tag #fic recs.

TAGS: inbox asks : #poet’s mail box video edits + graphics : #poet’s gallery general shitposting : #poet’s think thoughts mutuals tag : #poet’s pals anon tag : #poet’s secret friends writing tag : #poet’s notepad

WRITING PROJECTS: Sad, Beautiful, Tragic [ongoing] | AO3 , Tumblr | fic tag

Losing someone is one thing. Losing someone you don't think you ever had is another thing. But losing someone never had, only to see them again two years deep into a war tearing the world apart? It’s the worst luck of the most terrible draw. And it’s the only lot that Ronald Speirs seemed to pull.

In December of 1942, Daisy Clarke made herself a promise — she would not pen another letter to Ronald Speirs, no matter how many he sent to her.

Apparently, she needn't write one anyway — because the universe would deliver her directly to him after she becomes a nurse to do her part in a war felt on both sides on the Atlantic. It’s June, 1944 — now forced to face what she left behind head-on, one has to wonder if she can upkeep the promise she made all those years ago, or if her resolve will crumble when facing the man who once lived right across the street.

And one also has to wonder why she would take such a vow to begin with.

#about poet #pinned post #I am still updating my recs list #because I have to leave my little remarks on every one #but this is a good start

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alrightbuckaroo · 2 months

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Hi Ada! 🐇🪐🔪 for you ~

Hello, Dalawa!

🐇 ⇢ do you prefer writing original characters, reader inserts, or a mix of both?

Oh I am an OC FIEND.

I love thinking up new characters to give colorful personalities to. I never planned to write so many of them, or at least, the amount that I've written by this point.

I think it's because I'm such a big visual person when it comes to storytelling and I love an ensemble TV show so I think that reflects a little bit. I love breaking up the monotony of one or two characters by expanding the universe they're in.

I feel that it breathes more life into the characters I'm writing and really gives me the chance to give them a fully fleshed arc. Writing the Hartlock family in come and take a walk on the wild side is the closest I think I'll get to writing an HBO familial drama so I love taking the chance whenever I get it hahah

Even now in the Time Loop AU, I accidentally created three OCs that now have full on first and last names and backstories. Whoops!

@lemonlyman-dotcom once called me the queen of OCs and that's a badge I wear proudly <3

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

I'm finishing up the second chapter of the Time Loop AU sometime tonight (I rarely write multi-chapter stories let alone this quick so this is a massive win)

My favorite podcast, Do We Know Them, is posting a new episode tonight.

Honestly, I'm so happy I've been able publish something this year already and I'm so glad it's tender eyes that shine because I'm so damn proud of it.

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

I don't know if it's necessarily "weird" but I go through the ringer trying to create names for my OCs.

Normally, after I've figured out their age, I'll look up the most common names the year they were born. That way it's topical for the time period and if needed, sets them apart from the modern landscape.

After I've done that, I'll often look up common names based on their cultural upbringing. I gave Carlos a co-worker in the Time Loop AU that's Irish American so he's from Boston and his name is Keiran O'Connell so it can be as authentic possible.

I also tend to look up scripture from the Bible when I'm working on the Old West AU so while that's not weird, it's definitely out of the ordinary for me. (I'm sure my Christian private school teachers are proud LOL)

truth or dare?

#haven't written an essay in a while so i guess it was time huh #SO sorry dalawa to subject this to you #i'm just really passionate about OCs apparently lmao #asked and answered

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jax-and-winstrate · 2 months

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alright, it's been about one year since I joined Rotumblr, time for a new pinned post.

hello everyone, I am Jax, a student at the Blueberry Academy, the current champion of the Trading Card Game Islands and a Mew hybrid. also a Meloetta chosen I guess. I used to be an aqua grunt and the leader of Operation: Clean Seas, but some things happened and I'm no longer an aqua grunt (I wasn't fired, I quit for safety reasons) and Operation: Clean Seas failed.

HI, I'M WINSTRATE! I AM A PORYGON2 AND THE FUTURE CHAMPION OF HOENN! CURRENT AMOUNT OF BADGES: 1

Hey, I'm Tommy! I'm a Rotom, and I occasionally post on this blog!

Berry growing guide: https://docs.google.com/document/d/198X-ZPGrf6LsArPp0vBrciI_yzlBMMDB_uiWFQ66Ywc/edit?usp=drivesdk

List of all of my Pokémon: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1I3KtAMCryYxhtbj9cUFUgTXHzdOesPy0Ujy0eYIjp78/edit?usp=drivesdk

I have a lot of cool siblings and a bunch of Phantump children that I adopted! my current siblings are Julie (@julie-winstrate-and-star-no-mi), Felix, Nowaki, and Tsumi (@fabas-failed-science-projects, you can also find me and one of my very cool friends on this blog)! my mom also has a blog (@vivian-winstrate)! also one of my Pokémon has a blog (@miss-cool-hat it used to be Coffee's but Hattie took over)

My current stats: level 10�, Psychic/Normal, known moves are Psychic, Drain Punch, Relic Song, and Explosion.

also all mail stuff and anon stuff are allowed. just don't mail me a billion eggs

here's my trainer card

//ooc stuff below

hello everyone, it's me, @half-or-nothing! I decided to rewrite the pinned post for this blog since it's been on here for one whole year, and a lot of things have changed!

first let's start with the rules

1. No NSFW! this character is a minor and this is run by a minor!

2. Don't send ooc hate to me or anyone I interact with! the people running the other blogs are really nice and cool!

3. be respectful! no homophobia or transphobia or any of that shit here! none of it!

second, this blog is not a sideblog, so it can like and follow blogs. however, I do have sideblogs for this blog. those blogs are:

@julie-winstrate-and-star-no-mi (Prisma Ranger and Jax's sister)

@miss-cool-hat (Jax's Hatterene, Hattie. used to be Coffee's blog)

@chef-yujin (Jax and Julie's uncle-in-law, he's a chef and is friends with a Raikou)

@winstrate-family (the actual Winstrate family from RSE and ORAS, also Vito isn't on here)

@wyatt-and-elliott (a gym leader and gym trainer/evil team grunt from the Salen region)

@james-and-skitty (Jax's boyfriend! he was also kinda a PMD oc at first)

@fabas-failed-science-projects (a blog that's managed by me and @cooperblr ! Jax is on here, along with the four other hybrids that Faba created)

@bird-of-all-trades (another Prisma Ranger!)

@tcg-league-and-sanctuary (another blog for a group of canon characters! this time it's the league for the tcg islands)

@vivian-winstrate (Jax and Julie's biological mother! she's cool :3)

third, a description of the blog. this blog is pretty high-stakes at times, and there will be a lot of wacky shit. y'know, for funsies. Jax is a Mew hybrid (specifically melanistic) and has Nihilego poison in him, so he can do some weird stuff like learn every tm and use poison fang. he is also missing his left leg and left eye. he's also a criminal probably, so you can do some fun stuff with that if you want. also Winstrate is a Porygon 2 now thanks to Jax's coding abilities

here's the link to where Jax's pfp is from!

also, I made a discord server for promoting pkmn irl discord servers, like chat servers and event servers. join if you want

#jax post #winstrate post #tommy post #pokemon irl #pkmn irl #glitch pokemon irl #glitch pkmn irl

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aqqleshiqqing-archive · 9 months

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hot mess, dirty little secret and hot & cold for gameverse jaide. you know i love it when you go wild with your s/is and ocs bestie, i look like dumbo with the way my ears grow wide

EEEEEE ILY BESTIE GRRRRR KEEP YOUR DUMBO EARS WIDE OPEN GOOFY BOY

HOT MESS: Excluding Red, is there any other characters from the source that would have a crush/romantic feelings for Jaide? Or, alternatively, has Jaide been with anyone else before Red?

oh this is a great one - this one's going to derail the question at hand but it'll still be in the same topic but, i actually love the idea of gameverse jaide being boy crazy before red (it adds to her goofiness compared to spe!jaide) so SHE'S the one crushing on someone. jaide was born in kanto but moved to johto so she's seeing fresh new faces. when she became a fully fledged trainer (after ethan battled red etc etc) she started to go battle in johtonian gyms right and completing the entire badge collection. anyways, i know you're going to slap me so hard and probably grab a flamethrower on me but jaide crushing on morty is the fucking funniest thing to me (and well. SELF PROJECTION SORRY MORTY NEVER LEFT ME BUT HE'S JUST BEHIND THERE LMAO) i don't think she handled his battle well because she was distracted by the blondie ooOoOOO 💋 he doesn't know this however. I think if jaide talked chismis with blue (because they're besties) blue would mentally facepalm like GIRL care to explain the Morty to Red Pipeline what the fuck.

jaide had many old crushes but Morty is the highlight in this scenario

Dirty Little Secret: What's something about Jaide that other characters doesn't know about her? Is she purposely trying to be secretive about this thing?

jaide collected the kanto, johto and hoenn badges but never actually battled the respective champions (keep in mind that red stepped down as a champion in here so he doesn't count, but he's a rumored one) in each region. she still wants to find more gyms in the other regions but as mentioned, doesn't plan to battle the champions. battling the gym leaders are just her way to evaluate the strength of her pokémon and see if they're capable enough. however i'm sure blue actually does know she never fought any of the champions and is kinda bummed she doesn't do that. but despite that, they like to battle each other as well since blue has more type coverage for jaide's team to practice on him. i don't think she really does this in purpose? she just doesn't care.... LMFAOOO (i think ethan would be Absolutely Bewildered)

she would totally have several shinies that she didn't tell anyone about except for the applin situation

Hot n Cold: Are there any hobbies or interests that Jaide has that I don't have?

im definitely not an outside kind of person (and the type to go from country to country) but jaide is... very into that. so that's a major difference. i think that would mean she's super knowledgeable with geography (and also to know where certain Pokémon live) and i ... am not good geography i'm terrible at it SOOOO. LMFAO SHES JUST WAYYY BETTER THAN ME BUT LIKE - GOOFY BUT SMART

#THIS IS SO ENTERTAINING TO ANSWER THANK YOUUUUUUUU 💥💥💥💥#nero tag #jaide (gameverse).insert

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desertedhero · 5 months

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“Hey.” Forzen’s voice brought their focus back. “That sign on your helmet. What’s it mean?” Benrey’s hand reached for the side of their head, where the Lambda symbol was printed on their helmet. “This? It’s, uhh, a badge I got. Achievement get, pick up radioactive material without dying.” “Huh.” The elevator halted and Benrey stepped forward as the doors shuddered open. “I’m…looking forward to working with you.” Forzen said. They paused mid-step. That’s a first. But Forzen even said before, soldiers had to play nice. Get it over with and complain to his friends later. Benrey moved on without a word.

Surprise! I wrote a benzen story! Benrey being a hazard training instructor was such a fun idea that I couldn't resist thinking a bunch about it. If you enjoy pre-ResCas shenanigans and OC support casts, this might appeal to you.

#hlvrai #hlvrai fic #heya aki art #fr thou there's three OCs in here. how'd I do that #I finished this before the dec stream announcement so I wanted to post it beforehand. just in case

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“come on, just admit it- i’m starting to grow on you, aren’t i?”, “since when does your job extend to giving me relationship advice?” “it doesn’t, but i wouldn’t be able to live with myself if i didn’t at least try to tell you how much more you deserve than that idiot.”, “don’t worry. i’m not going to tell anyone that my big bad bodyguard like to be the little spoon.”, while the protectee is in the process of overworking themselves, the bodyguard reluctantly steps in to make them take a break, one finally building up the courage to ask the other out on a date once their professional relationship is over

“since when does your job extend to giving me relationship advice?” “it doesn’t, but i wouldn’t be able to live with myself if i didn’t at least try to tell you how much more you deserve than that idiot.”

With: My OCs Rania and Siv (who time travelled)

"Whoa." Siv froze, staring at the face that was near identical to theirs. It was a little off, of course, with brown eyes instead of her blue, and a less prominent nose, but it was her face all the same. "What the hell?"

"Oh, my god." The woman, whose badge read "Dr. Rania Al Qallaf-Martinez", covered her mouth in shock. "You're her."

"What?"

"Eobard's pet project. Oh, my god. It worked." Rania was horrified. "I can't believe he did that- much less that it worked."

"Yeah, me neither, but here we are." Siv crossed their arms.

"If I had more time, I'd ask to run some tests, but I'm in the middle of something."

"Wait- you know my father?" Siv asked. "Are you working with him?"

"Unfortunately, yes." Rania said snappishly.

"You don't like him that much, do you?"

Rania froze, putting up a fake smile. "Of course I do. He's given me some excellent opportunities to further my career."

"Relax, lady." Siv rolled her eyes. "I'm not on his side. I'm here to kill him."

"Oh, thank god." Rania took a deep breath. "How can I trust you?"

"He killed my girlfriend." Siv pulled the knife from her belt. "You have the same personal AI thing that he has. Scan for Regina Rivera's DNA on this blade."

Rania paused, scanning the knife. "Gideon, identify all DNA traces on this surface."

"Of course, Dr. Al Qallaf-Martinez." A moment passed. "Identified DNA results: Eobard Thawne, born 2151, Sivonne Thawne, born 2597, and Regina Rivera, born 1996, died 2015."

"Gina was everything to me." Siv replied. "And that murderer killed her in front of me. Slaughtered her like a pig, with this very knife. Now, I'm going to kill him with it, show him how it feels."

"That was... intense." Rania blinked. "I'm going to be honest, I need all the help I can get. I need to break into his office, download all his files, and leak them on the web. I know I'm probably not going to make it, your existence is proof of that much, but I need someone to watch my back while I take the files."

"I can't let him see me. Not yet." Siv shook her head. "But I can make sure he doesn't interrupt you."

"Thank you."

"So why Eobard, anyway?" Siv whispered as they walked down the hallway. "Why not work with someone less deranged?"

"I thought he was hot, okay?" Rania rolled her eyes. "He used to be nice, too. Then he lost his mind after getting back from meeting The Flash."

"You know you can do way better than him, right?" Siv raised an eyebrow. "I mean, you're really freaking hot, there's no way there's not a million girls- I mean, guys- who are fawning over you."

"You literally have my face. You're complimenting yourself, aren't you?" Rania deadpanned.

"Maybe." Siv shrugged.

"Anyway, since when does your job extend to giving me relationship advice?"

"It doesn’t, but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t at least try to tell you how much more you deserve than that idiot." Siv hissed.

"For being essentially my clone, you're kind of a dick." Rania grimaced. "Here we are. Stay quiet. He should be going on lunch right about..." A streak of red lightning burst out of the office. "...now."

"You're going in?" Siv asked. "Good luck."

Rania nodded. "Thanks."

#ask revan #oc shit #vexic :D #revan writes

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welcometosector1 · 1 year

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𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜: 𝙿𝚝.𝟸

Wooyoung, San, Seonghwa, and Yunho sat silently in the back of the parked car while Yeosang tapped into the building’s security, giving him the ability to turn cameras off at will. It was finally time to put their plan in motion. You see, these four would be going in and planting everything they think they’d need when the time comes and their heist is going down. Seonghwa made sure to keep each boy in line until they got the okay from Yeosang.

"Woo, distract the receptionist. San, Yunho and I will be planting everything under plants, behind paintings, about anywhere we can find. Yeo, keep us covered, we'll be quick so it won't take us long. Does everyone have their holos?" Seonghwa asked, looking between the others.

They all nodded in his direction, their answers clearly being 'yes', and Seonghwa clapped his hand on San's strong back.

"Let's go then, yeah?"

Inside the building, Wooyoung was flirting with the receptionist, as per instructed. His charms were useful for this exact reason as the other three slipped through the guest gates with forged ID badges, dressed up in suits with hidden artillery strapped to them. Right about now, the receptionist would've noticed the three of them slip by, but Wooyoung managed to catch her attention again.

The other three got off on separate levels; Seonghwa on the second, San on the third, and Yunho on the fourth. They made it quick and used the holo to tell each other when they're done. They all make it back to the elevator, getting in one after another. Yunho, San, Seonghwa.

Yeosang hasn't taken his eyes off the cameras until they all check in, switching to the next floor together. This last floor was the floor where the prototype was, and it was displayed on its stand in its glass cage. "I don't think you should go up to the fifth floor, I can't crack the security, and the only way in now is to break the glass. We can come back when I'm better prepared."

Seonghwa wasn't happy about this, but if he didn't want to get caught, this is what they needed to do. "You heard the man, let's go." He murmured, clicking the button to go down when he stepped in. The ride down is silent, and they make it back to the first floor, walking out that same gate before making it out. Yeosang called for Wooyoung, the heartbreaker finally saying goodbye to the receptionist with a wink and lipstick smears on both of their faces.

The man settles settles between San and Yeosang, both of them laughing at the red wax on and around his mouth while the van starts moving.

"You really were committed, hm?" San taunted with a stifled laugh.

"I have too much pride to be bad at my job." He responded to the other man with a pointed look, taking his compact out and cleaning himself up.

Despite the banter, Seonghwa is scheming already, trying to plan their next move.

Fuck, they need this implant.

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