#//Straight for the kill XD

[wolfbatspace]

dude thank you for THE the lads x male oc content ever, I’ve enjoyed all the work of yours I’ve seen so far!!

oh thanky!

[namelessprince]

ok all the characters i have figured out for dsmpd au below the cut:

ranboo as the wisperer

tubbo, quackity, and fundy as the rest of the pd

sam as the mentor

tommy as ashe

techno as mark

phil as Dead Wife(best friend in this au lol)

the egg as overlord (B.A.D. militia more like bad's militia)

dream as mal

ok now random characters ive thrown in different places:

schlatt as david bell (seriously considered making him origami)

purpled as cantrip

sapnap as doug

karl as professor cross

wilbur as lightspeed but with wordsmiths powers

puffy, foolish, eret, and callahan as the rest of watch (callahan is like their bacon man. in a way <3)

connor as le frog but hes literally just c!connor. that guy is always in situations

george as clarence bcus lol

and ofcourse. slime as fartbo

[victorluvsalice]

Valicer Multiamory Month, Day Six: Always Room For One More (Londerland Bloodlines AU)

Give it up for Day Six of @polyamships's Multiamory Month -- and while the OFFICIAL prompt for today was "Team As Polycule," that was ALSO the first prompt in Polyship Week 2024, and I didn't feel like doing it again so soon. So instead I slotted in one of the alternate prompts available on the list: "Always Room For One More!" Which in turn inspired me to write something from my Londerland Bloodlines verse --

And I know what you're thinking: "Uh, Vic? I thought you were doing Valicer and related poly ships for this thing. Isn't Londerland Bloodlines (eventually) going to be Vemilicia -- aka just Victor/Alice/Victoria/Emily?"

To which I reply, "I think you've forgotten that the second Smiler I ever came up with was a Malkavian version specifically for this verse." XD Yes, this verse was Four Victorians Riding A Roller Coaster -- well, not all along, but for a significant portion of its lifespan, bitches! :p Granted, Smiler will be a very late addition to the polycule, given they only appear in the final planned story (which will probably be written sometime around the heat death of the universe) -- but that's what makes Londerland Bloodlines such a perfect verse for this particular prompt!

ANYWAY -- here is the story I came up with, featuring Alice and Smiler having a chat while watching the aftermath of their murder of Smiler's asshole sire Dr. Kelman. A chat that very much does not go the way Alice expects it to go, because it turns out Smiler is still feeling The Guilt about an earlier incident...

--

“So – guess this is it.”

“It certainly seems to be,” Alice said, watching as the police descended on what remained of The Sanctuary and its staff. “Unless it turns out that Kelman tried siring another, more agreeable apprentice or two that need taking care of, but I honestly doubt that.”

“Me too.” Smiler sighed, running their fingers through their purple-streaked bangs. “Okay then – we’d better get back to the hotel so I can say goodbye to everyone before the sun comes up.”

Alice blinked, dragging her eyes away from the chaotic scene below. “...beg pardon?”

Smiler gave her a brittle grin. “Well – now that we’ve taken out my asshole sire, there’s no reason for me to hang out with you guys anymore, is there? So I might as well leave before you all get sick of me. If you aren’t already, of course.”

Alice stared at them, trying to reconcile the defeated words she was hearing with the absurdly sunny Smiler she’d thought she’d known. “What – why would be be–”

And then Scribbles gently tugged her shirt, and held up a drawing of a snake, and it clicked. “Oh. You don’t believe we’ve actually forgiven you for what happened with the Ministry and Victor, do you?”

“He got kidnapped and temporarily brainwashed because I decided I liked him,” Smiler responded, still with that painful smile. “You guys seemed royally and rightfully pissed off about that.”

“Yes, but – at the Ministry, not you,” Alice said, moving a little closer. “You were the one who called us and told us where he was! And even if we were a tad suspicious of your motives at first, the minute it became apparently they’d lied to you about – well, everything…” She sighed, remembering her own confused first days back in Los Angeles. “Well. I have a soft spot for fledglings who nobody tells anything to.”

“Yeah, but – still–”

“Still nothing,” Alice interrupted, poking them. “We like you, Smiler. You’re likable! We’ve enjoyed spending time with you, all of us! We don’t want you to go! I don’t want you to go!” She leaned in, gaze firm. “And I know very well Victor wouldn’t want you to go.”

Now it was Smiler’s turn to blink. “I – but – hang on,” they stammered. “I do – but he’s with you, and Victoria, and Emily! I – I don’t want to intrude.”

“It’s not an intrusion,” Alice said, taking their hand – they stared at it in shock. “Really. I was willing to share him once – I can do so again.” She smiled. “I love Victor – why wouldn’t I want him to have what makes him happy?”

Smiler stared at their hands a moment longer, then looked back up at her. For the first time, hope blossomed in those bright yellow eyes. “Well...maybe we could just head back to the hotel then. For a – a chat.”

Alice’s smile brightened. “Sounds like an excellent idea to me.”

[druizard]

I am living for all of the thirsty tags you guys add when you reblog my shit. Absolutely unhinged. Never change, friends.

[fitzrove]

Started watching a "problem with greek myth retellings" video and it began with a blurb montage like "Condemned by the misogynist guys of history, this is the true girlboss feminist story of [A WOMAN]" and like. brb writing one of those about crown prince rudolf. It's ok he's like a misunderstood girlboss to me<3

[shittygothbitch]

YEAHHHHHHHHHHH

[small-spark-of-light]

more whiteboard doodles gamers

i cant tell if i but too much effort into Whiteboard doodles or not

[moisette]

Friendly Reminder

If you play Killer during the event and you are nice and let Survivors farm or escape - you are appreciated. I know both sides can play sweaty during events and I know how it is to want to play chill but the other side does not and sometimes you get BM'd for playing chill.

I told my sister to try playing the event because she hadn't tried it yet. She had said her normal matches were sweaty and unfun so I got her to try the event last night. She had some nice Killers and it made her so happy.

Not a huge fan of straight up farming because it's boring and it stresses me out but I will never say no to it as Survivor. I prefer Killers that play seriously until everyone has been hooked twice and then are friendly. I love that playstyle myself when I play Trickster.

I often wonder if people ask what I get out of letting Survivors escape. I get to have fun chases because the Survivors are serious. I get to stab them a lot and hook them twice. I'm happy when I make others happy.

[tinkerbitch69]

Well I may start the day trapped in a room with two dragon age characters but I’m pretty sure I’m ending up alone xD

You get trapped with two Dragon Age characters (spin the wheel) in one room for a day.

[dan-crimes]

LMAO I like how I'm watching a Cult of the Lamb video and APPARENTLY when followers fight it's mostly meant to injure them BUT the only time I ever let a fight go all the way through (bcuz I was doing the drum circle and you can't back out) my follower straight up KILLED my other follower and it says "because they hated them." LMAO

[username0204]

"Will is such a whiny little helpless scared boy"

Excuse me what?? Are we talking about the same Will Byers? I really have no idea where those opinions come from... someone's ass I suppose.

There's a lot of talk about Will being traumatized and all but can we please acknowledge that he is also one of the strongest characters in ST? Tbh he's kinda badass if you think about it... but just more of a quiet, resilient, selfless kind of badass...

Ok, let's recap:

01. Will at age 11 beggs his mom to let him see Poltergeist. Fucking Poltergeist. I know people who couldn’t sit through Coraline at that age… This kid is a horror and punk rock fan, that doesn't really scream "snowflake" to me

02. After being followed to his house by an unknown creature at age 12 he doesn't hide under the bed... noooo, he goes outside and grabbs a shotgun - a fucking shotgun! I'd like to remind you, that the only other kid to hold any kind of weapon in S1 is Lucas and it's a slingshot... In S2 Max holds a bat and Mike holds... well... a lamp and a goblet xd To this day I believe he's the only one to hold a gun among the "kids" generation and probably is the only one to know how to use it (though I wouldn't put it past Max tbh)... and it was S1

03. Kid somehow survives a week in another dimension that killed multiple adults during that time... not only that - he manages to figure out a way to communicate (smart kid) and one of his first messages to his mom is not "HELP", it's "RUN" - his priority is to save her, not for her to save him

04. After waking up in the hospital, the very first thing he does is ask Jonathan about a bandage on his hand as if he didn't just almost die... "Don't mind me! There's a cut on your hand, are you sure you're ok??"

05. Will at age 12 starts seeing things that brings him back to the other dimension that tried to kill him but this time there's another creature following him... Then gets possessed by that creature at age 13 and in both instances decides at first not to tell anyone about any of it bc he doesn't want others to worry about him or treat him like he can't take care of himself

06. While being possessed at age 13 he manages to find a way to communicate (again) with a fucking morse code (smartass) and apparently he's the only one aside from Hopper to know it by heart (while being possessed, mind you). And what does he communicate you might ask? Well, he figures out a way to kill the thing that attacks the town knowing full well that it will probably kill him too. Does he say it might kill him though? Nope. He'd rather get himself killed than put his loved ones in danger. Gladly Mike was able to figure it out...

07. After all of that at age 14 he finally can live a "normal" life while still feeling the presence of that thing that possessed him and took control over his body... and he is so fucking patient and tries to keep a level head with his friends that straight on dismiss him and he is able to take so much shit from them (especially from his best friend he is in love with) before he finally snaps. Then again he sweeps that under the rug and doesn't hold a grudge bc there are more important stuff happening which he can feel thanks to that lovely bluetooth connection he has with his former supernatural abuser

08. At age 15 (shortly after his birthday that everyone forgot) he buries his feelings again for (what he believes is) the greater good. He "sells" his own love and a painting that he poured his heart into to repair his best friend's relationship and to cure his insecurities. After that he encourages said friend to make a grand confession at his own expense bc he believes that it might save the day.

And after all of this you want to tell me that he's whiny, weak and helpless? Did we watch the same show?

Funny thing about Will being "saved" in both S1 and S2 is that it didn't come from Will... he didn't ask to be saved. It was Joyce's and Mike's love that saved him, that brought everyone else on board. It was all those people who cared and went out of their way to save him even if he didn't care to be saved.

That is not a testament of Will needing to be saved, it's the testament of how much he means to all of those people for them to love him this much to save him.

He is not weak, he is loved. <3

*I know he goes through so much more shit but I really tried to focus on him handling situations and how it shows his character and not on the stuff that happens to him that makes us feel bad for him if that makes sense xd

[zara2148]

Since I'm a messy multishipper I've also started pondering a scenario for ShockBlurr in Earthspark.

Taking the season two idea of Shockwave ending up leading the Decepticons (and maybe not much else, IDK), Blurr undergoes a deep cover assignment of pretending to switch sides to the Decepticons. The rationale he gives being that HE didn't sign up to spend the rest of his days on a planet of organics, and while all the Autobots seem content to make new lives here, he's with the Decepticons in finding a way home (naturally, probing about the progress there as he gives this spiel, just HOW close is Shockwave to rebuilding functional space bridge technology?)

Shockwave is no dummy and is of course suspicious of this claim. He'd trust an autobot's word why?

Blurr countering that without any controllable way of creating more Cybertronians with the Allspark MIA, can Shockwave really turn down any who wish to join his cause? Especially one who is fast enough to straight up steal Energon from human reserves of it?

Shockwave: *grumble* *grumble*

So with much reluctance and after a hefty bribe of Energon, Blurr is tacitly allowed to join the Decepticons.

... If you've seen any memes for L and Light from Death Note doing "I know you know I know" interactions, that's how I'm imagining early ShockBlurr interactions here. XD

From there ehhhh Blurr probably knows he's gotta be personable with Shockwave (and other high up Decepticons) if he wants to make headway in learning useful intel. So maybe, taking advantage of the fact Shockwave's been sleeping for about fifteen years Blurr proposes filling him in with field trips and such as needed.

Shockwave: Unneeded. I've tapped into their primitive internet and have read about the most prominent events in the stellar cycles I missed.

Blurr: Awwww, cmon Shock, you know that's not as good as doing actual fieldwork.

Shockwave: *grumble* *grumble*

(why yes in my mind this IS grumpy x sunshine)

So yup, low key date time that involves discussing the pros and cons of life on earth. And if Shockwave gets suspicious about this for someone who says the Autobots settled in too easily, Blurr 'concedes' he doesn't hate it here, he just wants to make sure they ultimately see if they can get home.

Where this ultimately goes, not sure? I've got an idea of Shockwave maaaaaybe realizing that enough biofuel could be used to bring Cybertron to them or some other purpose, contemplating using all of Earth for it... Except maybe that's something that might bother this version of Shockwave a bit. Hard to compare him to say, Skybound atrocities when he's telling a human child to get out of the way and stop protecting Megatron or he'll hurt her too. And petting cows.

Especially as he can't be sure it would even be worth it in the end, if he kills one planet only to summon Cybertron and it's an irreversibly lifeless husk of a world? It would be the ultimate illogical move, actually. Wholesale slaughter for NOTHING?!

Maybe for funsies there's ALSO ShockJack reconciliation happening in the background, whether platonic or a "Shockwave has two servos (in spirit at least)" sitch. Two scientist brains solving what to do about Cybertron and the missing Allspark, while Blurr is there being charming and sassy.

EDIT: Might as well go ahead and give blanket permission for anyone who wants to do anything with this idea XD

[babyblueetbaemonster]

I'm not a trained spy, I don't know how to secretly take the secret heir to a secret hideout. I walked on the main road. I walked into the major city. I walked straight to Weynon Priory without wandering to anywhere else. It's gonna be so easy for the Mythic Dawn to track us.

Slight twist for the main quest. Bc there's a lot of Mythic Dawn agents and sleeper agents in Cyrodiil. There's got to be at least one of them follow us form the sewer.

I think most of them were targeting Baurus, the remaining Blade agent who was there when the emperor died. He has higher chance to carry the amulet and escape and planing the next move. Plus the man is hard to track down, and most of the Mythic Dawn assassins after him were killed, bc Baurus is that good <3 so no one can confirm the where about of the amulet.

Meanwhile there's probably only one Mythic Dawn agent following hok, bc we're just some filthy prisoner in the sewer at that time. They're probably watching hok dicking around, catching fish, picking flowers, and doing all kind of nonsense quests. They probably file a report like: Can confirm. This dumbass is irrelevant. Only for them to find hok again weeks later when they're opening Oblivion Gates in Kvatch. To their surprised we actually close the Gate and save Martin. The agent immediately send a daedirc telegram, asking for back up, then continue to follow us. And we're still dicking around, now with Martin's company.

Killing Marin turns out to be hard bc hok is really powerful, and wewill occasionally went into Ayleid ruin or some dangerous places. A lot of assassins who try to ambush us just die by traps and stuff. So instead, they decide getting the amulet is way easier. But they can't tell if hok still has it on them, or leave it somewhere. But hok doesn't go straight to Imperial City, which means the amulet is somewhere else, and they do know we take a turn to Chorrol. They may or may not know the relationship between the Blades and Talos cults, and they may or may not know Weynon Priory is dedicated to the Order of Talos. So they may or may not know Weynon Priory is the secret hideout for the Blades.

It's interesting that we and the Mythic Dawn arrive at the Priory almost at the same time. Maybe the speed of the daedric telegraph is as fast as the speed of the agents' gathering. I think it's best for them to get the amulet before hok and Martin arrive. But them waiting Jauffre to take the amulet out of the hiding spot is very reasonable.

But I think it's still possible for them to like, hanging outside the window all day everyday to see where Jauffre hides the amulet XD

[kxsagi]

Hello ! I hope you're well. I just wanted to request Isagi, the Itoshi brothers, Aryu, Yukimiya and any character of your choice with a horserider!reader 👀👀 (Sadly..Bachira strikes me as someone who would be a little too loud or excited near horses XD) Have a good day !

“𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞”

a/n: hi, i'm doing good, thank you! and as always, i hope you are too and have a wonderful day as well 🥰

i rode a horse when i was 6 and it traumatized me

ft. isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, aryuu jyubei, yukimiya kenyu

isagi yoichi

was today years old when he learned horses don’t just roam around freely eating grass and chilling. 

first time he saw you hop on a horse like it was nothing, he said “damn. so this is what peak athleticism looks like.” 

tried to impress you by getting on a pony at a petting zoo once. a pony. got thrown off immediately and claimed it was “just testing its strength.” 

when your horse sneezed on him he screamed. like full-volume, soccer-field echo scream. “he tried to kill me, baby!” “yoichi. he has hay up his nose.” 

constantly makes horse puns and thinks he’s hilarious. “hay, you look good today.” “i’m feeling a bit unstable.” “can i get a whinny kiss?” 

itoshi rin

hated your horse on sight at first. why? because it made you smile more than he could. “it’s just an animal,” he muttered, clearly jealous of a 1,200 lb beast. 

you made the mistake of saying “want to come riding with me?” now he’s standing stiffly in full borrowed gear, horse glaring at him, and he mutters, “this is how i die.” 

his horse walked two steps and he yelled, “HELP IT’S RUNNING.” you had to physically grab the reins to calm him down. 

got kicked in the shin once and pretended it didn’t hurt. limped for three days. told people it was a “training injury.” 

secretly feeds your horse treats behind your back and tells it, “don’t say anything. this never happened.” like they’re in a mafia alliance. 

itoshi sae

when you first told him you ride horses, he blinked at you like you just said you race dragons. “you voluntarily get on a horse… and stay there?” 

insisted he’d never ride. said it with his whole chest. “i play for spain, not yeehaw.” but two weeks later you found him googling “how to look cool on a horse.” 

your horse doesn’t like him. like, at all. full-on glare-offs across the paddock. sae: “your horse’s eyes are full of judgment.” you: “she’s literally chewing hay.” sae: “judgment hay.” 

shows up to the stable in designer everything. white pants. you warned him. “i’ll be fine.” he was not fine. a goat sneezed on him before he even made it to the horse. 

when he finally agreed to ride, it was 90% peer pressure, 10% pride. the second his butt hit the saddle: “why does this feel like sitting on two angry watermelons?” 

held the reins like they were cursed. “so if i pull this, it turns?” “no, that makes her stop –” “she’s stopping too fast– OKAY SHE’S BACKING UP–” 

got off after 3 minutes. straight-faced. dead serious. “i've had enough character development for today.” 

will NEVER admit it out loud, but he has a soft spot for your horse. feeds her snacks when no one’s watching. calls her “gremlin” but scratches behind her ears like a pro. 

once looked you dead in the eyes and said: “i may not be a horse boy, but i’d be your stable boy.” … then turned around and walked into a fence.

aryuu jyubei

said “i was born for this” and mounted the horse with the elegance of a runway model… then immediately fell off because his pants were too tight. 

brings dry shampoo and perfume for himself and your horse. “we’re a duo. if i smell like vanilla cashmere, she should too.” 

hosts impromptu photo shoots mid-ride. “wait, hold the reins. i need to pose.” almost got bucked once for trying to vogue on horseback. 

tried to teach your horse how to smize. you caught him saying “chin down. eyes fierce. yes queen” to her. 

insists on giving your horse a “seasonal wardrobe.” bought her a rhinestone saddle cover and glitter hoof polish. 

yukimiya kenyu

very prince charming about it until the horse sneezed on him. “i… respect your freedom, majestic beast. but that was disgusting.” 

made you a whole playlist to listen to while riding, called ‘gallop vibes 🐎✨’ and included three taylor swift songs, two anime openings, and the shrek soundtrack. 

dramatically bows before the horse every time like she’s royalty. “milady, may i approach?” 

tried to learn how to trot and immediately screamed, “MY BUTT BONES???” halfway through the lesson. 

gave your horse a full spa day: brushing, detangling, scented oils. she looked like a damn pageant queen when he was done. he called it “equestrian self-care.” 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[revelboo]

I showed my lil madam cat the last time, but here is,

THE RAT!!!

Twilight also know as Bunnit. Raised him from three weeks old and he is a lil shit and I love him so. XD Wildcard, whatever Mech you want to write a drabble or continue a storyline. 👀

Cute! I know a few folks had asked about Merformers for May, so I cannibalized a fantasy shapeshifter story I’d started and never finished from my PC. This will probably end up a reverse harem with Star, Sounders, and Shocky to be honest

Seek and Destroy

Merformers Megatron x Reader

Monstrous form rolling lazily in the cold water, Megatron’s red eyes drift to the surface. To the sun shimmering and distorted high above. Painful to his eyes even with the barrier of the water. Tempting him. Because it would be so easy to break the surface. Let the sun end it. Shear the flesh from bone and burn him to ash. Quick and, just maybe, painless. Deserves it for failing them, but he can’t abandon his duty. Can’t stop.

So he dives instead, cutting down into the familiar embrace of the ocean. Small, silvery fish dart out of his wake, fleeing the predator in their midst. And he ignores them despite the hunger gnawing at him. Seeing how long he can deny it’s become habit. A game to break up the monotony of eternity of his self imposed isolation. Can sense others in the distance, their songs and fields so close it hurts and he ignores that, too. Can’t give in to that sweet coaxing, the urge to start over. Join a pod, raise young. Can’t lose a family all over again and he wonders what happened to the remnants of his pod. The other hunters who’d been away. Who’d failed to protect the weak and young left behind. Wonders how many of his brothers gave in to despair and beached themselves. Chose the sun over the grief.

Skimming the bottom, his clawed hands dig into the sand to make it cloud the water and send small crustaceans fleeing. Tail lazily cutting through the water, he turns deeper, eyes adjusting easily to the familiar darkness. Following the bottom until the water grows warmer. Keeping low, because his massive silvery shape catches the light too well. Gives himself away.

Heat sears him as he glides over the gaping mouth of an open vent, the ocean tinged with sulfur until it nearly drowns out the scent of everything else.

Almost.

Can taste the distortion and wrongness. It’s electric on his tongue, like reality just stumbled. Feels it humming through his bones. A door to somewhere terrible open somewhere. A breach in reality. Claws scraping against stone, he anchors himself. He’s had a long time to learn patience.

And after what feels like forever, movement draws his eye. A spindly, black hand tipped with impossibly long claws reaching out of the vent, grasping at the rock. Whole body rigid with anticipation and purpose, he swallows a snarl. Killing the abominations Unicron keeps birthing into this place is his one and only reason for existing. Revenge to try and amend for his failures.

Bullet shaped and eyeless, its head clears the vent. The only feature the head does have is a tooth filled mouth that gapes open. A second set of spindly arms claw free, pulling the thickly muscled torso up. A long, heavy tail is the last to clear the gap. Watching it pull its legs up under its body, head swinging from side to side, hatred spins him tight. Even without eyes, a nose, or ears, the horror’s aware of its surroundings. And hungry. They’re always hungry.

Hesitant, it kicks off the bottom, drifting upward. The thing ill-suited for the depths and he knows it’ll make a beeline for the surface without fail. Go straight for easier prey, like those soft two legged monsters above. It isn’t that he cares what happens to them. Only that he despises these things far more than he does them. Because his kind, especially the young, are a favorite prey of these abominations. And he can’t suffer a single one to live. Can’t live through that nightmare ever again. Snarling, he lunges after his prey, claws extended.

And it twists in the water, kicking out with its clawed back legs to force him to change direction, circling. Sharp teeth bared, he’s definitely got the advantage as long as can keep it in the water, his sinuous form much faster. This is his world. Lashing out with his tail, he clips it and sends it spinning downward. Diving after it, claws extended as the webbing between his fingers spreads. The hard, overlapping, armored plating along most of his hide can take a lot, but those needle-like teeth can pierce it. Has the scars to remind him of that lesson. And his fins are delicate, easily torn.

Bubbles streaming from the things gaping jaws, it charges at him. And teeth sink into his tail from below. Roaring, he whips his body to get free, luminescent blood clouding the water. Two of them? No. Freezing as he sees more clawing free, horror has him by the throat. Can’t win against this many, but he can take as many down with him as he can.

[archangeldyke-all]

Reader just straight up not comprehending that Sevika is scary? Like when people talk about how intimidating Sevika is and Reader is just like “Uhm, what do you mean?? That’s my Sevi-bear?? She’s precious.” Pffft

-🥨

I LOVE THIS

men and minors dni

out of all the people in silco's little gang, you never understood why people thought sevika was scariest.

silco is scary. the man never raises his voice, doesn't bat an eye when he orders someone's death, and seemingly feels no remorse about anything... ever. he could blow over in a strong wind, but somehow, through sliminess alone, he's come to rule the entire undercity. that's scary.

lock is scary. just the pure physical size of him is intimidating enough, but add onto that the scars, prison tattoos, and the added strength of shimmer-- the man looks more like a killing machine than a human sometimes.

ran freaks you the fuck out-- they're quiet as fuck on their feet, and they've never missed a target-- sometimes, you think you see them in the shadows of your apartment at night.

but sevika?! sevika's not scary.

sevika's a fucking grandpa.

sevika's happiest when she's gambling with her boys, a cigarette in her mouth, you in her lap.

sevika loves to read but always falls asleep a chapter or two in, snoring as her book falls closed in her hands.

sevika can't be left alone around a freshly baked sweet treat-- or she'll eat the entire thing in one sitting.

sevika's not scary.

"you're married to sevika!?" a goon asks one evening while you wait for her to wrap up her work.

you blink at the man in front of you, trying to place him. he must be a new hire. "why is that surprising to you?" you ask.

"you seem so normal, and sevika's scary!" he squawks. you huff and roll your eyes.

"have you ever tried to get to know her? or do you just let the eyeliner and mech arm scare you off?" you ask. the man ties to speak, but a flash of anger sparks up in you. "you know, i bet you wouldn't be saying this if sevika was a man. why is sevika scary? 'cause she's a woman with power-- that's why." you're ranting now, defensive of your wife and getting worked up.

"no, that's not--"

"baby!" sevika's sweet voice calls. your little argument is completely forgotten as you turn around to greet your wife with a dreamy sigh.

"sevi-bear." you coo, pulling sevika in for a hug. she nuzzles against your throat, humming happily as you comb your fingers through her hair. "let's get outta here baby. made some brownies for you-- they're cooling off at home."

"fuck. i love you so much."

the pair of you leave the bar, tangled in each other's arms, none the wiser to the flabbergasted goon you left behind.

(sevika had threatened to tie a noose around his balls and let him dangle from the rafters earlier today when he'd joked about cheating at a game of cards.)

(now he's questioning his sanity, because the same woman who made him shit his pants in fear at lunchtime is giggling and covering her very defensive, slightly delusional wife in smooches as you two leave the bar hand in hand.)

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