#oc: constable dice

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Dice is up first <3 Might attempt having one of my Joy Doctor OCs saying something filthy eventually. Side note: I used Discord's audio recording feature to make this sound more clear! Sorry for my breathing at the end, I got a little too close... That aside, this was all adlib! Transcript below:

"...Oh, must I be on my knees? ...Mhh... Fine..." [small breath] "Please... Please, I-I-I-I beg, I beg of you, let- let me do anything for you. Anything you want. Just... please, touch me. Touch me in any way you want, please! I... I'm desperate." <33

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Pip: King, I don’t know what t’ do.

Kingsley: What’s the matter?

Pip: I think I might be in love with yer ex.

Kingsley: Awwww, my baby brother’s in love~

Pip: …I regret sayin’ anythin’…

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Visiting the Constable

OOC: I wanted to write the next entry in Alan’s story in fic format, so this one’s a one-shot for you, folks! Story is under the cut <3

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Early in the morning, Alan Days began his trek to a certain constable's house. Chilly air brushed across his skin as he walked, the only other sound besides his soft breathing being his boots' soles against the asphalt.

With every step he took, Days felt more and more anxious; the last time he had seen the constable was when he had to pick up his wife Carolyn when she "had a couple sips of whiskey and stumbled [her] way over to his house."

'Yeah, likely story, Carolyn,' Alan thought bitterly at the memory.

It didn't take too much longer for him to get to the location he desired, but he wished it did. He didn't want to start a fight, nor get into any trouble. 'It's just to talk and maybe ask questions, Alan, how hard can it really be?'

Alan took a deep breath, then let it out slowly to calm his nerves. Then he took initiative, stepping up to the door and knocking politely. He heard some rustling around inside before the door slowly opened. A rather tired-looking man wearing just a pair of sleep shorts and a tank top stood on the other side.

“Hello, Constable Dice. I’m sorry to bother you at such an early time,” Days began, “but I wanted to get this over with. May I come in?”

Constable Dice rubbed his eyes, then nodded, moving out of the way so his guest could enter. “Yer always welcome here, y’know, Alan.”

“O-oh! Thank you, that’s- that’s really kind of you.” Alan’s cheeks warmed slightly at the kind gesture. “I… have some things I need to talk to you about.”

Dice sat on his sofa and patted beside him, nodding to the other to continue once he sat. The smaller man softly thanked him before saying, “It’s about Carolyn. I know she made everything up.”

“I- ack!” The constable nearly choked on his own saliva. “U-uhm, hold on a moment.” He cleared his throat and shook himself awake a bit, then gently wrapped his arm around Alan. “I’m sorry.”

Days gave him a confused look. “What, did you have something to do with it?”

“Nay, I jus’… I heard about it, since the other bobbies were gossipin’ about the whole thing.” Dice looked at the carpet, idly tracing the patterns with his eyes. “I didn’t want to believe it. But I shoulda told ya the rumors anyway, and tha’s on me.”

Alan sadly nodded and reached up to hold the other’s hand that was on his shoulder. “I can’t blame you. I… I was nervous about coming here. I was scared I’d lose a friend, because maybe we’d fight or you’d have something to do with the whole thing. I knew you wouldn’t do something so… awful, but it’s hard to trust people right now.”

"I understand, and I'm sorry." Dice held Alan close and let him cry into his chest. "Tha's it, let it all out... Ye can stay with me as long as ya need to."

"Thank you, thank you, Dice," Days whimpered, clinging to the larger man.

Dice placed a soft kiss atop Alan's head. "Anythin' fer you, Alan."

[we-joyless-few]

Alan: God, I LOVE women!!!

Alan: ….

Dice: …?

Alan: And Constable Dice :)

Dice: :) <3

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I apologize for the slight buzzing in my microphone. Unfortunately, my good mic's cord doesn't quite work anymore. I'll try to buy a new one soon! Anyhow, here's the script <3

Greeting: 'Ello, 'ow can I 'elp you today? Happy: It appears all is going well! Serious: I'm not going t' ask again! Behave! Horny: You. Me. Bed. Please, I beg.

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What did Dice do that he should be sorry for with Alan?

he already apologized for the “ignoring/neglecting Alan” thing (albeit in a way Alan wasn’t 100% satisfied with- but that’s a wound for another bandage) but…

the thing he should probably apologize for is being so passionate when talking about breaking up with Alan(like, really passionate) instead of just doing it and sparing Alan the agony of “will he, won’t he”.

sure, he doesn’t have to apologize, but being like “oh i’ll break up with him in a heartbeat” loud enough for his partner to hear is a bit inconsiderate and hurtful, don’tcha think?

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now im thinking more about that ask about Dice and Alan splitting up…

fuck it, character exploration time before work

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Dice: Alan, I want to break up with ye.

Alan: Why? I’m not going to stop you, but it does make me very sad.

Dice: Well… Cassie and I are probably going to get married, and I… I don’t feel the same way I used to about ye.

Alan: That’s understandable. Well, if you guys get married, I’m happy for you. But you can’t live at my house forever, especially now that you and I aren’t together.

Dice: I understand… Yer taking this better than I thought ye would.

Alan: You’ve never exactly been quiet when you’ve passionately told Cassie you’d break up with me in a heartbeat to be with her. It was a long time coming.

Dice, embarrassed: I’m sorry about that.

Alan: Nah, it is what it is. I’m gonna go see Lionel so I can talk to him about all this. I can’t process it by myself, and I can’t really trust you right now.

Dice: Lionel? DeVill??

Alan: Yeah..?

Dice: ‘e’s not a Red Rank anymore, what would ‘e do to protect ye?

Alan: I said talk, not get with, guy.

Dice, taken aback: O-oh, sorry. I’ll, uhm… Ye can go do that, I’m sorry for… everything.

Alan: Don’t say sorry for “everything”. Think about the things you’ve said and done and consider which things specifically you need to apologize for. Anyway, I’m going. [leaves]

Dice: Shit…

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What would happen if Dice and Alan broke up?

They would end things amicably

(if they didn’t, Dice would probably have to move out of Alan’s house and back to his own, but he’d probably eventually do that anyway if/when he marries dear Miss Walker)

and Alan would probably end up with Lionel DeVill. It would certainly be awkward, though, for Lionel and Dice to interact again at first.

Good question 😊

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oh the angst my brain comes up…

Peridot Rises AU:

Peridot ended up in a coma after Dice attempted to fulfill their dying wish. Doctor Wells comes across them and takes them in, curing their disease and hooking them up to machines and such to keep them alive. Eventually, they wake up, horrified at still being alive, but thankful to Doctor Wells for saving them.

After some more time healing, they get discharged from the hospital and go find Dice. Of course, they are grateful to see him, but they aren’t surprised to see Dice’s face. He thinks they’re a ghost, which terrifies him.

Peridot eventually helps Dice realize that they’re still very much alive, which complicates things significantly, as Dice had other partners now.

(eventually, i will expand upon this more :3)

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made a document about all my bobby and constable ocs and thought i’d share about Dice and his friend from the first WHF fic i ever wrote :)

in the doc, it includes their origins/things they’re featured in next to their names, so i kept it here:

Constable Kingsley Dice - “Can You be a Downer if You Aren’t a Local?” + my blogs <3

very stern and on-guard when on duty, but when he isn’t in “bobby mode”, he is quite sweet and even shy at times. very protective of the ones he loves, even if he can have a tendency to not communicate very well. what happened to Peridot is between him and God.

Constable Paul - “Can You be a Downer if You Aren’t a Local?”

very bribable. easily-offended and kind-of an idiot. also an asshat. friends with Constable Dice, but he’s the kind of friend who is really annoying and a jackass. Dice and Paul have frequent arguments- more so Dice telling Paul off for being an idiot. can be nice though, if he likes ya. doesn’t always last, as he has a temper.

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ok one last post before i head back to bed..

Dice x Cassie x Alan = new OT3 <3333

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*falls face first on my desk* mhhhh havign oc thoughts,,, i love Cassie and Alan and Dice all together the way they are,,, i love. everyrhinf to do wirh them. i feel so happy for them. mhhhh i think they should all kiss and be in love for eber and hold hands and cuddle and be so niceys together

i think love is so beautiful and i think Cassie is soooo pretty *twirls my hair around my finger* and i think that Dice is so handsome and i think Alan is a good lil goober

im i think. i need to lay down for a little bir im. melting

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haha i think it would be funny if the first time i ever had Dice talk in audio form would be posted to here aidbwjd main-bloggers would never know…

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me, in my drafts: oh boy i bet this sure will be angsty >:) surely i will feel fine writing this draft down

me, after writing the majority of it: oh no my boys

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ok im high as hell but im having WHF brainrot so yeag anyway

i was reading through the very first WHF fic I ever wrote and had a realization

Alan is an OC i highly relate to and projected myself onto, and he’s with Constable Dice

Constable Dice was from the first fic i ever wrote…. and the first character i shipped with my first WHF-sona

crazy how stuff works out lol

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DeVille what about Constable Dice? How do you feel about him?

‘E’s so lucky. ‘E gets t’ be so happy.

‘E’s one of th’ kindest constables I’ve ever met. How does ‘e do it?

Meh... Who cares… ‘E’s jus’ another constable.

I do. I care so much. I wish I could be jus’ like ‘im.