#chatty charmer

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Punch Out Women's Bracket OCs! (World Circuit)

The boys have had their turn so now it's time for the girls! They're back and better than ever! Name: Chatty Charmer/Clarissa Benoit Age: 33 Height: 5'9 Weight: 135lbs Nationality: African-American-French Position: #3 World Circuit Record: 16-8 (8 KO) Stance: Orthodox (Right-Handed) "The heel-clicking, toe-tapping, jazz-loving sweetie all the way from New Orleans, Clarissa lives up to her stage name as she is most definitely a charmer! Whether she's tap-dancing on the side of the street for folks or performing a jazz number inside of a grand performance hall, she always knows how to attract a crowd and boxing is no different! When she retires, she still wants to find a way to keep that dancing soul of hers going"

Name: Frosty Bites/Greta Astrid Winters Age: Late 50s Height: 6'4 Weight: 172lbs Nationality: Russian Position: #2 World Circuit Record: 18-7 (12 KO) Stance: Orthodox (Right-Handed) "Hailing from an unknown part of Russia and terrifying most that stand in her path, Frosty is a hardened old bird with a heart of cold. She's never seen smiling, not even when she's happy, and always seems to have an icy glare in her eyes. When she isn't shoulder-bashing fools in the boxing ring, she's at her little cottage knitting or wrestling with her pet polar bear, Nikolai. Needless to say, this is one granny who you don't want to fuck with" Name: Belle Bull/Ceyda Gozu Age: 35 Height: 6'1 Weight: 162lbs Nationality: Turkish Position: #1 World Circuit Record: 16-7 (14 KO) Stance: Orthodox (Right-Handed) "A gruff woman with an incredible beastly temper if you manage to rile her up enough, this rugged beaut was a former model and wrestler before deciding to make the switch over to boxing. Upon her arrival at the WVBA, she locked eyes with Bald Bull and the two fell for each other in and instant. Bull knew he wanted to put a ring on it when he saw her threatening to gut a paparazzi member like a fish. How... romantic..." Name: Phoenix Burns/Bridgett MacKenzie Age: 30 Height: 6' Weight: 138lbs Nationality: Scottish-Irish Position: World Circuit Champion Record: 18-9 (11 KO) Stance: Orthodox (Right-Handed) "Long ago, Phoenix had a long row with her mother and ran away from her little home in Scotland to go commit petty crimes like theft and arson to vent out her anger. Her fiery talents were picked up by a travelling circus group and she was brought along with them for a good few years. Unfortunately, that career was cut short after an accident that left her with the signature burn scar on her face. Now, she sits atop the World Circuit as champion, burning down all who dare get in her way."

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Astro notes : Short N Sweet <3 Mercurial Design.

Mercury in the 1st - Comical. Socially abundant. Can be very quiet or loud. No in between. I love them actually. Would love someone that can match their flow, however most can never keep up with their every flowing wave. Their like the wind in human form. Their mind is a capsule of all the memories and experiences they've accumilated with time. Very interesting beings and could show you everything and nothing at the same time.

Mercury in the 2nd - This group has common sense enough to figure things out in such a small period of time that they can do almost anything to get what they want. They have issues with exploring things at first hand (taurus is the original ruler of the 2nd) so they can be a little stubborn but over time they quickly learn for new things to come to them from time to time. Very deep thinkers. Can be very open minded when they WANT to be.

Mercury in the 3rd - Intriguing personalities and are the gift that keeps giving. Soft spoken and has a mind thats free to any and everything. Really reluctant on having new friends but can become the bestest of friends later. they can really shy at times. There most open to conversations with strangers, it seems as they can let their whole world out from their mind and open a door to someone who is willing to listen. Beautiful spirits.

Mercury in the 4th - Sweet childlike personalities and honestly their mystique is one of a kind. Going into their world is like walking into a magical novel filled with fantasy, and coming out and it all disappears. Like a spell. Very captivating artists, and most keep the good stuff in a treasure chest, only the real ones will get a chance to open up whats inside.

Mercury in the 5th - Playful. Soft spoken. Interesting. Knowledgeable. Carefree. Those are the 5 things that is most prominent about their character. They will speak to you through song, writing, or even through and instrument. They work real well with their hands, if you can catch what I mean ;) Smooth charmers and could be a mini casanova so watch out for them. Very seductive.

Mercury in 6th - Talkaholics. Chatty Patties. You get my drift lol. Their caring to the ones they love and are advocates for everyone or everything such as animals and plants or even homeless people. You cannot get away with being mean to someone if they catch they are going to say some lol. Can be very mean spirited to the ones who deserve it. Overall, very practical and humane about things that need most of our attention. They aren't boring, their routines can switch up a lot depending on their mood so be easy on them.

Mercury in 7th - Charming individuals whose seductive prowess come out like a lightning bolt. Everybody likes them. Children come up to them the most tho. They have an angelic presence to their personalities and can get anyone to be on their side. Charismatic. Be careful, because the same way they can use this gift for good, they can switch and you know... do some damage ;)

Mercury in the 8th - Something about their wordplay is very special and potent. They have a gift with words that can transform the way you feel, think, breathe, etc. They have knowledge and insight about the world that most will never accept to be the truth. So they guard these secrets with their life, holding on until the ashes fall away connecting back with the wind. And allowing the circle of life to continue. The mind transforms a lot and they become a new person every once and a while. Be easy on them, their brain can take them to many stages psychologically.

Mercury in the 9th - Have a wit and charm to them that keeps the energy going. They aren't use to having people wanting to be around them or being attracted to them a lot however this happens more often than not. People love what they have to say, and want to hear more of how they view things from time to time. They are really interesting to say the least. Like what all do you know?

Mercury in the 10th - The audience admires these beings. Naturally charismatic and people love to see them on the big screen. They literally have a tv personality and can go viral at some point in their life. Gotta watch out for the people who always have their hands out, their naturally giving and love to share their time and energy freely.. a little too much. Keep your circle small.

Mercury in the 11th - Have a natural knack with entertaining all sorts of groups. Can commit to a cause like no other and get as many people on board. Very persuasive and social skills are through the roof. The social awkward become to most popular. The loner because the one everyone knows. These individuals are great with turning something that was 'lame' into someone fun and cool. Very different from the crowd, which what allows people to see them for their soul and not their flesh.

Mercury in the 12th - Spiritually inclined to feel the waves of the universe. Captivating the stars in the night and then going home to serve the divine with a painted canvas. A gifted creator who's only purpose is to live and die. To create and conquer the mind. The brain is the place of peace, when it wants to be. And when its not, they transmute that energy into something no other than. Something creative. Something special. The universe uses them as the vessel to give a message to the audience who desires to hear the words of God. You will never get another one of them in your life if you ever meet them.

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ᴛʜᴇ 3° ɪɴ ᴀꜱᴛʀᴏʟᴏɢʏ - ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ'ꜱ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ

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THE DEGREE IN THE SIGNS.

THE DEGREE IN THE PLANETS.

THE DEGREE IN THE HOUSES.

♱ the 3° is an important number to both astrology and numerology as it is about an individual being expressive, being true to themselves and their creativity. the heart what it wants correlates to this degree as it speaks of community, being inspired and the visual you have for the future. this degree in astrology helps a native be open-minded about what their future carries and how they can achieve it. with the energy being assertive and optimistic about what they want to do, they inspire other people. in short, this degree is like if a golden retriever became a degree.

what does it mean when the 3° occurs a lot in a chart?

whenever this degree appears a lot in a chart, it shows that the person needs to be someone who believes in themselves. it can manifest into someone being their personal blockage as they lack belief in themselves. on the other hand, this could mean that said person is either aware or unaware of the influence/inspiration they put into other people. their golden energy touches other people's hearts and has them moved.

THE 3° IN THE SIGNS

🕊 3° in aries - they're very self-expressive with their anger. easily annoyed, but one thing about them is that they're independent. if they feel like someone is attempting to tie them down and hold them back they get defensive, as they should. this degree in aries shows that they're someone who likes to be the center of attention, they're hyperactive and could be considered as someone who has youngest/only child syndrome. they inspire other people a lot, but it could get competitive, one-sided.

🕊 3° in taurus - these people are self-expressive through art and feeling beautiful about themselves. they're in touch with spirituality and have knowledge about practices other people do not have which makes them an unintentional leader to other people. howbeit, these people can also be seen as bratty and very opinionated. if insecure, it could be hard for other people to uplift them as they can unintentionally embody the "woe is me" behaviour.

🕊 3° in gemini - this degree is at home in gemini. very chatty, very bright and very creative. they have visuals of projects and outcomes other people cannot come up with and this can create copy-cats. people who want to steal from their ideas and potential. due to how intelligent they're considered by other people. people tend to agree with everything they say or do because "they know best". this is the type of degree where someone can get annoying though, but they tend to get away with it.

🕊 3° in cancer - i immediately got spoilt with this degree. people who have this degree in cancer can easily make people fold for them, whether it be platonically, romantically or even in family. they're adorable to other people so others want to give them whatever they need whenever they want it. to have this degree in cancer shows that your dreams were likely supported the most compared to other people in the family. and hence this still being a mercurial degree [and venusian since 3 is the empress] it brings envy from other family members who yearn for that type of appreciation.

🕊 3° in leo - very generous people. the type to want other people to make it and not themselves. they're a people's person, a charmer and have been loud since a child. the get away with being noisy, as if they're the heart of the family so people feel bad for them when something does not go their way. this degree in leo shows that their talents were recognised at an early age and people in the family might've pushed them into fame's arm, well there could've been an attempt. however, as this is a degree about believing in yourself, these people are innovative for what they want in life and other people are inspired by their story.

🕊 3° in virgo - they have a vision other people catch up with as time passes. they have a gift of seeing the potential of things other people cannot catch on and when they excellently nurture the idea, it causes other people want to start seeing inspiration and possibility in everything. this degree in virgo makes said person more expressive and creative in themselves, and they have huge tolerance and patience for other people.

🕊 3° in libra - great beauty. their style is something that inspires other people to do more. when they're in relationships they show the potential of what it means to be in a positive relationship, however this can happen to the people who have this degree. being in relationships that aid them to tap into their most expressive self. those who already have might be considered as very needy and whiny but they still get the princess treatment because others want to please them and remain on their good side.

🕊 3° in scorpio - polarising people. have dreams of future ideas. can easily receive money from other people and are heavily desired by those around them. people could dream about them and yearn for their attention as they could be picky about who they should give it to. this degree placement in scorpio shows that they inspire other people to explore their sexuality or the darker things in life that was kept away from them. the type to have a clique, don't like it when others are too much in their energy.

🕊 3° in sagittarius - like a golden retriever. as i have implied in the beginning of this post. people with this degree can rewire how other people think because they have an essence of wisdom that is yet to be undefeated. great story-writers, but like the degree being in cancer. these people can be spoiled as they likely believe they deserve to have everything now, or hate it when they're overlooked. they're funny and used to being the clown, their humour can touch other people's heart and heal.

🕊 3° in capricorn - it takes people with this degree in capricorn a moment to master their self-expression. perhaps they were the relative who found it hard to be themselves because other people shone more than them, or it could be expectations that were already placed on them. so they don't know to follow their heart or their mind. this degree placement speaks of being a model of believing in yourself. tough walls to climb but the desire to be successful and wealthy dominates.

🕊 3° in aquarius - people who have this degree are easily liked in the atmosphere they're in. however, they could feel like they're always pushed to be someone who is the perfect friend, or other people could desire to be in their social circle. they have creative ideas, authentic and original which makes people look up to them. is an indicator of having a big god-complex because other people tend to stroke their ego. on the other hand, these people could try too much to be considered as different.

🕊 3° in pisces - very creative placement. other people live through them/project onto them because they embody the openly self-expressive person they wished they could be. could have conflict with older relatives because of how different each other think, howbeit, these people can also be delusional OR are really good at manifesting as they pour their entire heart into what they want. they're people who want to see the world as a glass half full than empty because to them everything is possible.

THE 3° IN PLANETS

❦ 3° in sun - this degree in this planet shows that you're someone who desires much stuff, you can be someone who desires attention, to understand what you are supposed to do in this life time and also the desire to feel understood. which causes you to be that person for other people. another person's safe space, another person's ear. on the other hand, people with this degree are very optimistic, sociable and perceptive, they live for humour.

❦ 3° in moon - beauty. the type of beauty that can adapt to anything, very strong resemblance in the family, and these people could have a desire to have a family of their own, it doesn't even need to be with children, it can be a parent to a pet[s], or to have found family. people with this degree seek for someone who can click with them, they wear their heart on their sleeves and always want to speak or have that one person they can speak with all the time. can become clingy.

❦ 3° in mercury - mercury having this degree means it feels a bit of relief hence the 3rd degree being a mercurial number. these people are very witty and creative, they could speak quite quickly as well. people with this degree placement tend to get away with stuff or are just very sneaky in general. you never know what this person is about to say, but it makes other people laugh. very jittery people can be considered as annoying to others, like to other relatives.

❦ 3° in venus - people usually trust their vision. they're great at planning, especially when it comes to something creative. though people with this degree could have a desire to be in a relationship, so they're usually crushing on other people or flirting with them. can become submissive in a relationship but it can also be deemed as wanting to be taken care of all the time, yearning to have their lover's attention.

❦ 3° in mars - easily tempered. some people take their anger seriously or not. could have a male relative that loves to speak and make themselves look good. this placement insinuates that they like to debate, like to win arguments and finds humour in annoying other people. on the other hand, they can be great motivational speakers.

❦ 3° in jupiter - oh long hold the chatterbox. the clown, the one that finds it fun to annoy you. these are people who don't care about getting into trouble, they find stuff to be not "too deep" to stress over it. they're someone who desires for everything to be less stressful, who wouldnt. they're people who inspire others to change how they interact with the world, they're likely manifestors, people who believe that if they radiate good energy, good energy will come back to them.

❦ 3° in saturn - this degree in saturn is a degree alignment i respect because they're people who knew everything when they were young. and they know [or need to learn] that they have to let go of things that emotionally hold them down and away from their heart. they might've had issues with knowing how to speak for themselves during their youth but they feel and think many things. that's why when giving advice they can go on for a long time. [and sometimes come across as a know it all].

❦ 3° in uranus - they're the type of people to talk about everything and anything. tend to be popular in their friendship group and can be very intuitive/psychic. people with this degree might find humour in the strangest things, their humour is niche but also genius so when they understand their comedic flow, you find everything they say to be hilarious. are likely good at handling large crowds and they're people who root for the underdog.

❦ 3° in neptune - see the potential in everything, even in people. so they find themselves in scenarios that cause them heart-break. they see the highest possibiity for people but tend to forget that not everyone is willing to reach their highest potential. they feel a lot and they see a lot so they might sometimes look drained. their dreams speak to them, either straight-forward or cryptic. people could also think they always look confused.

❦ 3° in pluto - to have this degree in pluto shows that you're someone who can twist the beliefs of other people. manipulative, psychic, all-knowing and cryptic. could sometimes put other people off with how their energy is just there, or their energy easily charms other people, and those unaffected by it might stand confused or wonder what spell you have on people. cult leader energy, or someone who can be very cliquey. when entering people's lives they definitely change something in specific.

❦ 3° in north node - born to be speakers but can unintentionally say mean things. they're someone who can speak and other people listen immediately, if it's nothing that involves vocal communication, this degree in the north node shows they tend to attract stalkers. on the other hand, this allignment shows that people who have this placement are bound to overcome their shyness of speaking and standing up for themselves. they might have a hard time expressing their true thoughts and feelings and this could make people feel sorry for them.

❦ 3° in black moon lilith - people could have the need to protect them. could've been showed the darker side of life early, so they might be paranoid people. go through much tower moments. people with this placement could have much intrusive thoughts, show different sides to themselves, mainly they show the side to them that is confident, all back talk and fierce, but inside they need someone to hug. this degree in bml shows that people could be intimdated by them being assertive, could've had people attempt to humble them because of it.

THE 3° IN THE HOUSES

♱ 3° in the first house - a person who have this tend to be attractive, this degree is the heart's desire. this shows that said person are either people who like to go forward first during romantic encounters or they are the ones who other people go up to first. besides from that, they're people who like to interact with the world differently and creatively, if they think the way something is interacted with in a boring way they would want to make sure that their encounter with said life experience is fun. they like to find joy in everything. could be very expressive with speaking or have a very telling face.

♱ 3° in the second house - to have this degree in the second house shows that someone finds communication valuable, they hate it when they feel like they're left in the dark. this can sometimes make someone entitled to other people's business or entitled to everything. person should be careful of spending money on everything they feel enthusiastic towards. this degree here also unpacks the idea of someone usually being inspired to make more money for themselves. [person can be really spoiled too].

♱ 3° in the third house - this degree in the third house speaks of the potential of someone being able to influence or manipulate others really well. can be quick-speakers and find humour through everything, other people might get annoyed by that but they also find joy in annoying other people. this degree in this home speaks of the idea of someone being open to many things and this can sometimes put them in circumstances where other people think of them to be naive, they're people who see the potential in everybody, so they like to give people a chance.

♱ 3° in the fourth house - to have this degree in your fourth house shows that you are someone who could be considered a very young soul in your family, the one who chases their dreams or is expressive about the deepest versions of you. you are likely someone who wanted to move out since an early age and you're very independent, that could be a side of you other people could be surprised about due to your youthful energy, they likely expect you to be someone who doesnt know how to hold their own. could've been a black-sheep in their family as well.

♱ 3° in the fifth house - similar to what i mentioned in the fourth house, someone who has this degree could've been a black sheep since they were young. on the brighter side, very bright and creative individuals, they always have a plan, always are up to something and are continously creating ideas that inspire other people to get on their feet and bring their own visions to life. native likely was a chatty kid or a kid in their own mind. other people had a soft spot for them as there is a chance they got away with everything.

♱ 3° in the sixth house - person could have a hard time being open minded or adaptable or it could be one of their greatest strengths. could have a hard time battling and winning over habits that stall them. the type to have much ideas but need to figure out how they can execute them into reality. this degree in this sixth house shows the potential of someone helping other people relax, they sometimes might become devoted into making other people happy instead of themselves.

♱ 3° in the seventh house - in love with the idea of relationships, with the idea of future spouse or being connected with someone. like having the degree in the sixth house, the person with this degree in the seventh house could have a tendency of people-pleasing. they desire to be liked by other people, they desire to be seen by others, their efforts, how they look and their social circle. person can be very hopeful in love, it reminds me of charlotte from sex and the city. on the other hand, if developed, person doesnt like to lose themselves in love. if they can feel like someone isn't good for them their heart will know its time for them to leave.

♱ 3° in the eighth house - desire to feel safe, to have money. could be very nosy, other people might find it easy to open up to them. they crave intimacy. same could be said if it was in the 2h, 5h and 12h. this degree in the eighth house speaks of the idea of someone being open to many in depth things when it comes to sex, stimulation is their top priority and they want to go through it with their partner. could be very creative during sex, or very creative when it comes to making money, could be open to taboo ways of making money.

♱ 3° in the ninth house - this degree in the ninth house implies that someone could be very open minded to different perspectives and beliefs. they don't like to put themselves in a box when it comes to how they present themselves or how they're looked at. person finds joy in many things even small things in life, everything is a win for them. even though they're someone who likes to hear the ideas of other people they stay true to what their mind thinks and believes in. on the other hand, people could tend to admire these people because of their happy go lucky personality.

♱ 3° in the tenth house - to have this degree in the tenth house shows that this person is an inspiration to other people, some other people could live through them. desire to have the same occupation and work experience as these people. they tend to be favoured in their workspace or are the person other people go to for advice. even if they do not want it they find themselves having responsibility over people. other people might want to control this person's vision for the future but they know what they want to do and they stand on business about it.

♱ 3° in the eleventh house - they are likely the person other people want to befriend [others could be too shy about it]. this house rules over the future due to its connection with uranus and they could have dreams about it, manifest for a future where their vision is more respected or heard, on the other hand this unpacks the idea of someone having this degree in their eleventh house being someone who brings people together and influences other people to be more determined and assertive about their future. they are likely an important very valuable member in their social group, could have the youngest energy or is the friend [or attracts friends] who other people feel soft about, and being people who brings humour to where they go.

♱ 3° in the twelfth house - on one hand person might be passive about what they want to achieve in their life, could be the type to see how well other people are doing and feel insecure about their own progress, on the other hand it could mean that this person is very emotional. they feel things very deeply OR other people might have the habit of tending to everything they want. when it comes to creativity they can be someone who gets ideas through dreams or downloads, it comes to them like an eureka moment. developed people with this degree in their twelfth house are people who see the greatest potential for themselves and do anything to achieve it. as they should.

❦ thank you for reading! ❦

[rosegolden13]

Hiii your hc of the TF141 is so so so cute hahahaha can you imagine how TF141 handles the reader's father when they are being introduced?

HIII!! Tysm for the ask!! 💗💗💗 I love this idea! i bet someone out there has done this better than me but here’s my take on it!

Simon is nervous. Can you blame him? The whole concept of a decent father is new to him. He won’t tell you he’s nervous but it’s obvious in how stiff he is on the way to your parent’s house. Your father is likely a bit unnerved by the thought of his daughter dating this beast of a man who wears a mask almost all the time. You and your father will probably have to do most of the talking at first. But once he warms up a bit, he’ll probably crack one or two of his classic dad jokes and that’ll be the start of their bonding lmao. Painful for you likely. Practice your fake laugh now.

Gaz is a charmer, always good with people, so you don’t need to worry for a second. Parents love him, always have. Even in elementary school, all the pta moms were pinching his cheeks. He will bring flowers because he’s a gentleman like that. Your mom think he’s a doll and your dad, though he gives him a hard time about being in the military and not being there for you enough, does come around. Tbh, you might get jealous because your parents seem to love him more than they love you… “Maybe you can get our girl to the gym more, eh?” “Oh, absolutely, sir. I’ll get her on my training schedule.” And then you jab him with your elbow.

Soap is also a bit nervous but he gets chatty when nervous so you won’t ever need to fill an awkward silence. Just hope he doesn’t bring up that particularly bloody work story- oop, nevermind, there he goes. Your dad absolutely makes a passive aggressive comment about his mohawk (“what are you? In an 80’s rock band?”) that you’ll have to diffuse somehow. Later, in the car, Johnny’ll ask you, “you like ma hair, right, pet?” Clearly, he wants to leave a good impression. And he does eventually! It might take a few visits but he’s a family oriented guy and your dad comes around. He’s great with aunts, cousins, uncles, siblings, your mom, but he’ll always be a bit tense around your dad.

Price… Your dad is instantly not a fan of simply because of the age gap. It feels like an interrogation with how tense that first meeting is. Your dad asks about a million questions, about his job, his age, his intentions. But Price has handled much worse and he maintains his composure the whole time, not at all shaken. Honestly, he understands why your father doesn’t trust him so he can handle a little awkward grilling. His hand rests on your knee the whole time because he can feel your nerves, a silent reminder that he won’t leave you even if this goes poorly. Once they start talking about football… you’re in the clear. He slowly but surely gains your dad’s trust, especially because they root for the same team (and that’s somehow a show of character?? Men are bizarre).

Hope you liked this!! 🫶

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

Gravity Part Three

Part Two

Pairing: Jack Abbot x Reader

Notes: Welcome back to part three another accidental three-parter (which may be getting an explicit bonus chaptre in the near future). Not beta-read.

Rating: M

Length: 3.2K

Warnings: Yearning (a frickin lot); slow burn; coworkers to friends to lovers; angst; fluff; canon-typical (and likely inadequate) medical chat; fluff; Reader is roommates with Ellis; Jack 'Prolonged Eye Contact' Abbot

Summary: It had been a while since you’d found his lingering gazes intimidating, and you were almost ashamed to say that you’d begun to seek them out when the two of you were alone—but when you were around other people, there was still a fear there for you. Fear that someone (namely Ellis) might pick up on your behavior the way they had before. Call it your interest, your infatuation with Abbot—whatever it was, you had only sunk deeper over the last few weeks of slow day-off walks, and hours spent together on your couch, working your way through Frank Herbert’s first behemoth. 

“I can’t believe you read ahead.” 

“I can’t believe you’re still hung up on that.” 

“I’m not hung up. Not pleased, but I’m not hung up.” 

“If you weren’t hung up, you wouldn’t still be talking about it,” You teased in a sing-song tone, pulling Jack’s copy of Dune out of your backpack and holding it out. “You got something for me?” 

“I’m still finishing up yours.”

“I told you this would happen.” 

“You read ahead, I’m behind. The yin to my yang.”

“Uh-huh,” You chuckled, still poking through your locker. You weren’t looking for anything in particular, but Abbot’s teasing still felt a little too close at work. It was different outside of the Pitt—you could almost handle it at your apartment, at the bookstore, at Marshall’s. Your little reading hangouts (you refused to call them dates) and occasional walks on your off-days had nearly acclimated you to Abbot’s dry humor. 

It had been a while since you’d found his lingering gazes intimidating, and you were almost ashamed to say that you’d begun to seek them out when the two of you were alone—but when you were around other people, there was still a fear there for you. Fear that someone (namely Ellis) might pick up on your behavior the way they had before. Call it your interest, your infatuation with Abbot—whatever it was, you had only sunk deeper over the last few weeks of slow day-off walks, and hours spent together on your couch, working your way through Frank Herbert’s first behemoth. 

“If anything, it’s your fault, you know,” You added, “The fact that I read ahead, I mean.” 

“Oh, is it?” 

“Mhm.”

“How do you figure?” 

“You’re the one who got me into the series—how many are there, anyway?” 

“Herbert wrote six, but his son picked up the mantle after him.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm.” 

“The hell are you two chatty Cathies doing?” 

Ellis’ voice startled you, and you whirled around so fast that your elbow whacked into the locker. You clenched your jaw, forcing yourself to hold eye contact with her, even as she and Abbot shared a glance. 

“You okay?” Abbot asked. 

“Mhm,” You gritted out. “Funny bone.” 

“Doesn’t look like you found it funny.” 

“Sounded hilarious, though,” Ellis grinned. 

“Always the charmer, Parker,” You grumbled, straightening your arm out and rubbing over the throbbing joint. 

"You're reading Dune?" Ellis asked, nodding to the book in Jack's hands. Your heart stuttered at the question, heat prickling at the back of your neck as a cold sweat popped up across your forehead. You hurriedly turned back to the locker, fishing into your backpack as your mind began to race. Shit shit shit.

"No—Well," Jack corrected, "We've been reading it, but someone finished without me." 

"Crying out loud," You muttered. "You've read it before, so you’ve technically finished it without me a bunch of times."

“That’s different.”

"...We." It was half a question, half a realization as Ellis repeated it, and it hung heavy in the air. You yanked your water bottle out of your locker, shoving the door shut once, then again when the corner of your bag stuck out just a little, keeping it from closing fully. 

"Were you gonna let anyone else in on your little book club?" Ellis pressed, and despite the teasing mirth in her voice, your stomach twisted with nerves. 

"If you were interested in the books we've been reading, sure," You excused, keeping your gaze on the lid of your water bottle. "I'm gonna go fill up—'scuse me." You cut between the two of them, keeping your focus firmly forward as you headed for the staff room. Your palms were sweating where you clasped the water bottle, your heart pounding in your throat. 

So you'd been reading with Jack—so what? Why were you so mortified? 

Your little book club—god, it made you feel like a tween whose mom had just embarrassed them in front of their crush. 

You opened the water bottle focusing on the sink, the soap, your hands as you washed it. 

Maybe you shouldn't have left so fast. Was Jack going to tell Ellis that he'd been going over to yours for weeks now, reading on your nights off? That the two of you had spent so much time together off-shift that you almost began to expect to see him outside of the ED at least once a week? Well, Jack could never know that, probably didn't feel the same about it, but—What the hell did he feel about it, if he felt anything? 

"...Kid." 

You startled, looking up to find Dana watching you amusedly just a couple of feet away. You glanced between her, the empty coffee pot she was holding, and the running water. 

"Shit, sorry," You scooched out of the way, pulling your water bottle out of the sink and grabbing a few paper towels to dry it. 

"You okay?" 

"Yeah! Yeah, no, yeah, I'm good. Fine. Just," You raised a hand, waving toward your head, "Zoned."

"Little early in the shift for you to be this off your game." Dana stepped in front of the sink, running the coffee pop under it and swishing out the dregs before filling it with water. "You need some of this?" 

"Maybe a bit later. I should hydrate first."

Dana hummed sympathetically. "What's buggin' ya?" 

"No, nothing." 

You knew by her sidelong glance that she didn't buy your answer for a minute.

"If you say so." 

"I'm good, honestly," You swore. "What's got you in here this late, anyway?" 

"Lena called out."

"Were you on this morning?" 

"Nope."

"That's good, at least." 

"Little miracles."

You smiled, leaning against the counter and watching her make coffee. "Our days hinge on 'em, you know."

"What?" 

"Little miracles."

Dana smiled, nodding as she reached out, pinching your cheek. "They sure do."

You were just a couple of steps away from the door before she called out to you again. You turned, twisting the cap more tightly on your water bottle as you waited. She gave you a once-over, a small wrinkle in her brow. 

"You sure you're okay?" 

You hesitated. Physically, sure, for the most part—though you had a brand new lump in your throat that you couldn't seem to swallow past, and the closer you got to the door, the more your stomach twisted with nerves. 

But nothing about what had happened by the lockers left you unable to focus on the work, the job, the people that needed you. So you gave a smile, a firm nod, swore, "I'm fine," And forced yourself out to central. 

-- 

“BP’s 70 over 40!” 

“Son of a bitch,” You hissed, rounding the bed as you hurriedly pulled gloves on. You opened your mouth to run through an assessment, what you knew, what you needed to check, but—

“The hell happened?” Shen asked, following you in. 

“Ah—Patient presented shortness of breath, minor chest pain, I thought bronchitis—”

“Physical tenderness?” 

“None that he indicated during the examination. He’s been dealing with seasonal allergies, thought he had a cold or something, said he only came in because his wife made him, but—” 

“Any falls?” 

“Not that he told me.” 

“The bruising would indicate otherwise,” Shen nodded to the man’s chest. 

“He told me he was rough housing with his kid.” 

“X-ray?” 

“He didn’t want one, I couldn’t talk him into it.” 

“Did you stress the importance?” 

“What are we looking at?” 

Your ear just barely caught on Abbot’s voice as you pushed back at Shen:

“Of course I stressed the importance, but he wouldn’t listen to me.” 

“Well you obviously missed something here.” 

“Yeah, no shit, Shenlock.” 

“Hey!” Abbot snapped, and you glanced doggedly toward him, “Cut the bickering. Let’s get set up for an x-ray,” He insisted, rounding the bed and nudging you back. “You, go get some air.” 

"But—" 

"Go." 

Flat, firm—faceless. Abbot issued the order without meeting your eye, still bent steadily over the patient. Your mouth worked wordless for a few seconds, eyes darting to Shen, Ellis, Perlah—and then you were turning away, yanking the PPE roughly from your body and cramming it in the bin as you shoved through the doors. 

You didn't meet anyone's eyes as you rounded outside. You hadn't realized how short your breath was until you were outside, how tight and tense you were holding your body until you were hit with the cool night air, and the waft of cigarette smoke. You pulled in a breath through your nose, struggled to swallow, puffed out through your lips.

"You okay over there?" 

Dana's voice didn't catch you as off-guard as it had just a couple of hours ago, but it wasn't as welcome in that moment as it had been the first time. You tucked your arms across your chest, slouching against the wall near the entrance as you nodded. 

"Want a cigarette?" She prodded.

"I don't smoke."

"Expression like that, maybe you should start." 

And it made you laugh—but that laugh kickstarted a hiccuping, helpless sob that spilled out of your mouth before you could even register it had welled up in the first place. You slapped your hand over your mouth, shoulders shaking as your body was wracked by another, though you managed to keep it quiet this time. 

"Whoa, hey—" Dana soothed, flicking her cigarette away as she hurried to close the gap between the two of you. "I was kidding. I'll keep the lung cancer to myself."

It made you laugh again, though you didn't want it to. She rested her hands on your shoulders, watching you closely as you scrubbed your hand over your face, clearing the few tears that were fighting to escape your eyes. 

"What's going on with you, huh?" She pressed. "Somethin's been off all shift." 

You shook your head, pulling a deep breath in through your nose. "I feel so fucking dumb." 

"Dumb? Why?" 

You shook your head again, forcing yourself to pull in another deep breath, hold it, push it out between your lips. 

"I fucked up."

"The patient gonna be alright?" You shrugged, nodded, and Dana gave your shoulders a squeeze. "That's all that matters. So you fucked up, who hasn't? I know you. If you're this torn up, you won't make that mistake twice. Don't be so hard on yourself." 

You nodded a little, lowering your gaze to the ground. 

"Yeah," You reluctantly agreed. Dana smiled, patting your cheek. 

"Don't stay out here too long, okay? Better to jump back in with both feet."

You gave another nod, forced a small smile, held it until Dana was inside and out of sight. You tipped your head back against the cool brick and peering up at the ceiling of the ambulance bay. No, you sure as hell wouldn't be making that mistake twice—not with another patient, and not with Abbot. 

You tipped your head to the side as you heard footsteps, ready to straighten up, to be herded back inside by Dana—but the sight of Shen made regret well up in your stomach. You looked down at his hand as he held out a sugar-free can of Monster, and smiled in spite of yourself as you took it. You cracked it open, lightly cheers'd it against the can in his other hand before you both took sips. 

"...What've we got in there?"

"Pneumothorax."

"Son of a bitch...I was out of line. Should've listened. Sorry."

"S'okay," He shook his head. "I shouldn't have dismissed your work-up so quickly." 

"Even though it was wrong?" 

"It wasn't wrong, just not complete. ‘Sides, I talked to Perlah—She confirmed the guy never mentioned a fall, tenderness, didn’t so much as flinch when you examined the area. Shortness of breath, minor chest pain, coupled with his seasonal allergies and the congestion—Bronchitis was a valid diagnosis. You didn’t have all the pieces." 

You smiled, raising your hand and lightly punching him in the arm. "Ya big softie." 

"Okay, watch it with that. I'm a very authoritative attending."

"Uh-huh." 

"You good?" 

"Fine." You glanced doggedly toward the door. "How is it in there?" 

"He's stable."

"Good." You took another slug of the Monster, swallowed, sighed, and finally straightened. "I should get back inside."

"Yeah...Hey."

"Hm?" 

"You good?" 

You frowned, shaking your head. "Course." 

"Dana gave me a look on the way out here.”

“Oh, that—Pff,” You waved him off. “No. That was nothing.” 

“Didn’t seem like nothing.” 

“Nothing,” You insisted firmly. You raised your Monster to him in a mock salute before forcing yourself back inside. 

--  

He hadn’t texted or called that he’d be coming over. You’d hardly spoken to him for the rest of your shift, had fallen back into your old routine—dodging his glance at every turn, avoiding his eye across central, glancing toward him but not at him when answering. 

The closest you’d gotten to meeting his eye when he’d arrived was spotting him through the peephole. You’d known that you didn’t have to answer the door. It was your night off—maybe you had plans. He didn’t know you were in there. 

But you drew in a deep breath, held it, pushed it back out, and unlocked the door. You stepped back as you opened it, gaze set on his chest, then dropping to your book as he held it out. You hesitated before reaching out, taking hold of the copy. You turned away, the door open, leaving it up to Jack whether he came in or not. 

You heard the door click shut, heart leaping as it was followed by the soft thud of Jack’s shoes as he followed you into the kitchen. You unthinkingly got a mug down from the cabinet, busying your hands and focus as he stopped entirely too close to you at the counter. You didn’t ask what he thought of the book—you didn’t even ask if he wanted coffee. You just fixed it the way he liked it and set it down in front of him. 

You knew you should look. You could feel him watching, waiting for you to turn. 

“It was good.” 

Your browns tipped up at his assertion, and you reached out, thumbing the book. He went on: 

“I mean, opening with the murder caught me off-guard in the first place, but following them further and further down the rabbit hole was dizzying. I was almost hoping they wouldn’t do it, you know, I’d started to like the guy, but I knew what was coming.” His fingers rested on the side of the mug, tapping against the curve and smoothing over the handle. He had a sip, set the mug down, took a step closer. Then—

“Why didn’t you tell Ellis I was coming over?” 

Your stomach churned, your clammy hands bracing on the counter as you shrugged. 

“She doesn’t care that you come over. And I didn’t wanna make it seem like this is anything more than it was—is. You know.” 

Jack let out a soft, “Hm,” taking another step closer, his chest lightly brushing your shoulder. 

“Anything more than it is,” He repeated, and before you could nod again, he plied: “What is it?” 

Your mouth opened before you abruptly closed it again, shaking your head. 

“I don’t—” 

“You don’t what.” 

“I’m not—” 

“You’re not what—” 

“Oh my god, could you just stop talking for five seconds so I can think?” You snapped, raising your hand to scrubbed your hand across your forehead. Jack went blessedly quiet for a second, two, then—

“Last night—”

“Holy shit, you just can’t help yourself.”

“I wanted to ask—”

“Shen and I are fine.”

“Okay.”

You pulled in a deep breath again, pushed it out again. “Not that you were really worried about that.”

“Sure I was.”

“Really.”

“Yeah. It’s important that residents and attendings are all on the same page, gelling, you know.”

“Yeah.”

“...We’ve been gelling.”

“We all gel. I gel with Ellis, Ellis gels with Shen, Shen gels with me, Ellis gels with you—”

“Please stop saying ‘gel.’” 

“You started it.” 

“That one’s on me.” 

“And last night was on me.” 

“...You thought it was the right course of action. You won’t make that mistake twice.”

You scoffed a laugh, shaking your head. “Dana said the same damn thing.” 

“She’s right.” 

“Mm.” 

“...Why didn’t you tell Ellis I was coming over.”

“I told you why.” 

“Look at me and tell me again.” 

“I can tell you just fine like this.” 

“Jesus,” Abbot pushed off of the counter beside you, and you squeezed your eyes shut, slamming your hand on the counter before you forced yourself to turn around. 

“Hang on—Please.” 

Jack stopped just in the doorway, turning to face you. Your eyes dropped to his throat, flickered to his face, lowered again as your heart ticked up in your chest. 

“...I didn’t tell her because I didn’t want her to make assumptions.” 

“About?” 

“Us.” 

“What would she assume?” 

“Don’t make me say it,” You pleaded, scrubbing your hand across your brow. Abbot took a step closer, dipping his head to try and catch your eye. 

“Not like saying it would change anything,” He insisted, “We’re both thinking it.” 

“Are we?”

“Sure.”

“But are we both wanting it?” It fell out of your mouth before you could stop it, your fingers flexing and curling around the edge of the counter as you eyed the floor, waiting for his answer with baited breath. Another pause, another step closer. His shoes entered your field of vision. You saw his hand lift, hesitate, stall—before he cupped your chin, fingers curling gently around your jaw. Your eyelids fluttered closed, lower lip pulling between your teeth as you held still, praying that your traitorously pounding heart didn’t sound as loud as it felt. 

His breath swept lightly over your skin before you felt the warm pressure of his lips against your eye lid. Your lips parted in surprise, pulling in a stunned breath as he kissed one, and then the other. You felt his nose nudging against yours, his lips ghosting across yours—and leaned up to chase the heat of him as he began to pull away. Your mouth pressed softly, clumsily against his for just a moment before you drew back, eyes opening as though you’d just been shocked. 

You expected an equally surprised look from Jack, but you found him watching you with a warm smile, and a twinkle in his eye that you’d never seen before. Your eyes lowered to his lips as he leaned in again, catching your lips in a warm, steady kiss. You tipped your chin up, mouth working tenderly against his as he crowded you back against the counter.

You curled your arms around his shoulders, fingers combing through the hair at the nape of his neck as his tongue teased along your bottom lip. You pouted what Jack leaned away just enough to break your kiss. 

“Is this what you meant by ‘gelling’?” You finally teased, smile pulling wide to mirror Jack’s. 

“Definitely not,” He chuckled. “Unless you’ve been doing this with Ellis and Shen and I don’t know about it.” 

“Never pegged you as the jealous type, Dr. Abbot.” 

“You’d be surprised.” 

“Oh?” 

“Mm.” Jack dipped his head, catching your lips in another kiss. “By the way…”

“Mm?” 

“Don’t think,” He turned his head, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “That this gets you out of trouble,” Along the curve of your jaw, “For finishing Dune without me.” 

You laughed, shaking your head. “My curiosity got the better of me…I’m kinda glad I read on without you, though.”

Jack leaned back, brow furrowed, and you gave another small shake of your head. 

“Leto and Jessica,” You clarified. Then, with a self-conscious chuckle: “I cried.” 

Jack’s face softened, his knuckles gently skating over your cheek. 

“I wish I had been here for that.”

“No, no. I would’ve been mortified.” You turned your head, pressing a kiss to his knuckles before you nodded down the hall. “Wanna come help me pick out the next book I give you?”  

“Sure.”

You leaned up, pecking his lips again before sliding out from between him and the counter, taking his hand in yours.  “C’mon…You bring me another book, by the way?” 

“Course I did. You’ve gotta read Dune Messiah sometime.” 

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In which: Ellie allowed herself to be held for a second. The only sounds were their soft breaths and Joel’s light snoring. She felt silly asking it, as if she were still a toddler. Then again, she hadn’t had much comfort even in her toddler days. Ellie let out an exhale.

Or

Ellie seeks comfort in those who love her the most.

Things are finally good for Joel. He and Ellie have been settled down in Jackson for a while now. They no longer have to fight to survive. Ellie can attend school and has made quick work of befriending many kids her age. They were finally happy.

Joel had even found himself a few friends; he had his brother in close proximity, was friendly with the neighbors, and cracked a smile whenever Ellie brought a friend over for dinner. And there was also Y/N, his precious darling girl.

Truthfully, Joel had never considered the prospect of settling down again. He had lost far too much to ever consider being truly happy again, but then he had found Ellie, been reunited with his brother and his new family, and then he had met Y/N.

She had come into his life rather unexpectedly, the prettiest thing he had seen in many years. He was only just settling down in Jackson when they had met. She was a little younger than him and had been so kind that he had been rather turned away at first, but with time (and quite a bit of Ellie meddling), they had grown close and eventually fallen in love.

It had been subtle, but people had noticed. He had been caught more than once wearing a hair tie around his wrist, and gradually her things had shown up in his and Ellie's house. Ellie isn't sure of much, but she doesn't even bother hiding her laugh when he walks downstairs in a slightly too-small, very faded Spice Girls t-shirt that his soft stomach peeks out of the bottom of. (Y/N also makes sure that Joel knows how much she appreciated him accidentally putting on her shirt that morning, but her and Ellie have very different reasons for thinking of his soft tummy).

For the first time in what felt like forever, he was happy and carefree. He still took patrols, but they seemed rather dull in comparison to the life he had lived outside of Jackson's protection. They were also fewer and further between as he reluctantly felt the effects of his age and life on the run. They had caught up to him rather brutally in the form of dodgy knees and full deafness in his left ear. For the first time since the outbreak, he felt at peace with the world.

Ellie had settled down well; it wasn't like she was a feral kid, raised by herself having to fight to survive. She had been raised in a school, had friends, and was educated to a somewhat proper level, but Jackson had been good for her. She was glowing with happiness most of the time, running around with her friends and even (much to Joel's dismay) girlfriends.

She had taken to Y/N instantly; they were both charmers in their own way, and Ellie had all but been swept off her feet by his darling’s kindness. Y/N, in return, had taken to the kid. The quick sense of humor and chatty nature in Ellie had caused Y/N to often joke about Ellie being better company than Joel. Truthfully, they did get along very well; he would find them bent over a puzzle on the kitchen table or wreaking havoc while cooking in the kitchen.

Ellie was getting older; she needed Joel and Y/N less, but she still found time to hang out with them. If it made his heart ache when they had family dinner together, or when he would come home from his depleting patrols to find Y/N and Ellie accidentally fallen asleep on the couch together, movie night long forgotten, it had been like this for years now, and it still made him emotional.

The sun had all but retreated behind the clouds, Joel barely awake as he peered out of the corner of his eye at his baby. Y/N seemed to be in a similar position to him, her head dropping slightly onto his arm, rubbing her eyes as if to try and run the sleep away.

“Darlin’,” she hums in response, turning to face him.

“Let's go to bed, baby,” he offers her his hand, pulling them up. She holds onto his arm, walking next to him as they sleepily made their way to bed together.

“Is Ellie still up?” Y/N asks, sitting on the toilet, waiting for him to finish brushing his teeth.

“She’s out, told us not to wait up for her, baby.”

God, he was getting old, having to go to bed early while his teenage daughter stays out too late for him to wait up for her. Ellie was hardly a teenager anymore; she was technically an adult, but he still felt as if she was a little girl.

They fall asleep quickly, as they always do. Joel is very secretly the small spoon. He sleeps peacefully with his back pressed against her chest, one of her legs in between his, her arm thrown over his stomach.

Ellie gets in late. She creeps through the house, well aware that Joel and Y/N have probably long gone to sleep. If she wasn't feeling so sullen, she might giggle at the old-people-ness of the adults in her life. Perhaps she had stayed up a little too late, past the point of late-night fun, into existential dread territory.

Everything is fine for Ellie. In fact, things are great in Jackson: a family that she can finally call hers, friends, and even dating prospects. Most of the time, Ellie is fine—she is more than fine, thriving even. Going out with her friends late into the evening, it was nice to be able to mess around with no repercussions.

But maybe she should have called it off this evening. She hadn't felt great all day, anxiety and dread settling at the bottom of her stomach and putting her off eating. She had learned to deal with it, mostly. The terrors she had seen in her past were just that—in her past. She would never have to fight again, never have to kill again; she was safe.

She was rather embarrassed to repeat those words over and over again to herself as she moved quietly through the house. She heard it in Y/N's soft tone, as she had once repeated it to Ellie after a bad panic attack. Ellie was safe, here in this house, with two people who cared about her like no one else did, in this town with all her friends, protected by the heavy walls and forever ongoing patrol shifts.

She was safe.

She tried to convince herself, unsuccessfully, as she fell into an uneasy sleep.

She wakes with a gasp. Her bed sheets feel far too suffocating; there is sweat dripping down her back, and as she brings a hand up to her face, it feels wet with tears. She doesn't remember what happened, but her heart won't stop beating fast, and the tears won't stop flowing down her face. She feels dizzy, like she might throw up.

Night terrors aren't unusual to Ellie. She has had her fair share of trauma to make up bad dreams. They had been bad when she was younger, in the beginning of her time in Jackson. She would often wake up crying and sweating, or she wouldn't sleep at all, kept awake by her haunting memories.

But as she, Joel, and eventually Y/N had settled down into their new life, they had become less and less frequent. Ellie’s life was going well, and most of the time she could escape her mental health problems. They came back to haunt her occasionally in the form of nightmares or panic attacks.

She had confessed to Y/N one night about how scared she felt sometimes, at the time confiding in Joel’s rather new girlfriend her problems and fears, which she felt too scared to tell Joel about. Perhaps she had secretly longed for the comfort that Y/N had given her, when she had been held close to the older woman’s chest, a kiss on the head as she slowly rocked Ellie back and forth.

Ellie loved Joel incessantly, but the introduction of Y/N into her life had filled a hole in her heart that she hadn't known she had.

She pushed herself up from the bed, quickly making her way to the other bedroom, where Joel and Y/N had resided for the night. The door creaked slightly as she pushed it open. It was rather comforting to see the room as it always was. The moonlight peeked through the window, revealing the messy bedside table and the photo of the three of them tacked above the bed.

Everything was the same, everything was fine. Ellie squinted in the darkness to see Y/N closest to her, her back facing the girl, her arm thrown over a much broader back and waist. She felt somewhat bad for waking her. She didn't want to scare her too badly. Y/N wasn't quite as switched on as Joel (Ellie still giggles thinking about how bad Joel had felt after he had cornered her against a wall—it had not been her best idea to stand behind a door to scare him).

She coughs awkwardly before shaking Y/N gently.

“Y/N?” she whisper-yells urgently. “Please, Y/N, wake up.”

Y/N turns around slowly. “Hmmm?” She rubs her eyes, still basically asleep, until Ellie nudges her again.

“Joel?” Y/N murmurs. She jumps slightly when she opens her eyes, scared by Ellie’s face so close to hers.

“Fuck,” she breathes, putting a hand on her chest as she pulls herself up. “Ellie, honey, what's wrong?” she asks, immediately alarmed by Ellie’s late-night appearance.

Ellie can't help as the tears begin to leak out of her eyes again. She tries to speak, but nothing comes out.

“Oh, my baby,” Y/N reaches forward to wipe the tears quickly. “Come here,” she says, while pulling Ellie up to sit beside her on the now somewhat squishy bed.

“I had a nightmare,” Ellie confesses quickly. She feels Y/N pull her in even closer.

“Was it bad?”

Ellie could only nod in response as she felt Y/N stroke her hair gently. “I’m sorry, baby,” was all Y/N said for a moment. After a beat, she spoke again. “I’d offer for Joel to go scare away the monsters under the bed for you, but I think you might be a bit old for that.”

It caused Ellie to let out a watery chuckle. “And also, I don't feel like waking Mr. Grizzly Bear tonight,” Y/N joked. They were silly, but they made Ellie smile.

Ellie allowed herself to be held for a second. The only sounds were their soft breaths and Joel’s light snoring. She felt silly asking it, as if she were still a toddler. Then again, she hadn’t had much comfort even in her toddler days. Ellie let out an exhale.

“Can I sleep in here, with you?”

She hadn’t expected to be laughed at, per se, but it felt like a silly request to be making nonetheless. But Y/N answered quickly.

“Of course, honey,” she said as she quietly pulled them both down to lay back down.

It was certainly a bit more of a squeeze with three of them, but she felt so warm and loved. Pulled close to Y/N, able to hear Joel’s snores close by, her nightmare felt like a thing of the past for a moment. So surrounded by comfort and love, perhaps everything she had suffered through had all been worth it if it led up to this moment, so loved by the best family she could ask for.

Joel's alarm went off at 6 a.m. sharp, just as he had set it to (much to his dismay). He was quick to turn it off, not wanting to wake Y/N—she didn’t deserve to be punished for his rather early patrol duty. He sat up slowly, feeling his neck creak. There was a pain in the bottom of his back that he couldn’t quite place, and his arm had gone somewhat numb in the night.

Fuck, he was getting old.

As he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, he peered around the room. There was little light creeping in through the windows, and Y/N was still peacefully sleeping next to him. He smiled slightly before leaning to get out of the bed with as little disturbance as possible.

He pulled himself off the bed as quietly as he could until he hit another body. Wait, what? He flinched for a moment before recognizing the face of his other family member that lived in this house. Now when had she gotten in here? She was sleeping peacefully under Y/N’s arm, much like he did most nights. Come to think of it, he had been a little colder than usual last night.

He climbed carefully over both of them, not wanting to wake their peaceful sleeping states. His heart felt so full as he peered down at his girls, so sweet and lovely. He pushed Ellie’s fringe off her forehead, leaning down to kiss her forehead lightly.

“Love you, babygirl.”

He moved to hover over Y/N now, gently cupping her face in his hands before leaning down to kiss the corner of her mouth and then her lovely lips.

“Love you so much, baby.”

He was whispering to himself, but it was still true. He loved his girls so much; his chest felt like it was aching with the love. He willed himself to walk away—he had to get to work, and he couldn’t spend all day fawning over his family. With one final glance back, he closed the door behind him, wanting his loves to get as much rest as possible.

He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. He had everything he needed, and it just so happened to be sleeping in his bed. His loves, his girls, his family.

[new-reno]

What's Violet's relationship with Boone like? :3c

WELL. it's good at the beginning until they get married, i think.

their friendship starts distant, and there's a lot of mutual respect going on there. she's not a chatty person, and he isn't as well so that works. violet trusts him, and she doesn't trust easily. but boone never gave her a reason to not trust her. as someone who has lost a fiancé who has once a ncr soldier and fought at the first battle of hoover dam, she can understand boone better than someone who isn't experienced with the ncr does. he also lost carla, and the grief is something that she also relates to. she KNOWS so well how much it can change someone to lose the light of their life, because she herself was affected by her fiancé's death. just like boone, violet is stoic during fnv, doesn't smile or laugh much. the bullets messed that further. the thing about being shot and waking up alive, was that she was disappointed. violet did expect to die, and to join her fiancé, her father she lost, probably her mom too. just like boone, violet thought she was being punished for all she has done, both driven by a duty that made them hurt other people.

violet warms up eventually, though. veronica, arcade, lily, all of those people make her smile a bit more often. she is comfortable with boone's presence, a rare thing. the only place she feels comfortable is at home, in new reno, or alone. when they start talking and opening up more, they see how much alike they are, and it builds that bond of trust not only in a fight but personally as well. boone starts to like her, notice her more, and she does the same, but that's still friendship. they did overtime started to have some lingering looks and touches on each other, some butterflies in their bellies, smiles over simple stuff the other did, but as long as both saw it: "hey! we're such good friends"

at his personal quest, she was brutally honest with him. he could improve, learn from everything that has happened, and just move on. but he also needed to accept that war never changes, and whether he killed those people or not, doesn't change that someone else would. she also suggested that he should drop his past as part of the ncr, in which he sorta did. boone listened to her because he respected violet, plus she wasn't rude about it. he could find his happiness elsewhere.

post fnv vegas is now the ncr's and violet took over the lucky 38 and securitrons (she's actually experienced with robots and pre-war stuff). so she expanded her family business and got responsible for the vegas branch. she offered the job for boone to work as her "bodyguard" and she'd pay him, more than he could ever make in the ncr.

idk i haven't elaborated much to how their relationship starts, but violet had something with the king🕺 beforehand. she obviously drops it to be with boone the moment she realizes that she's actually in love with him, not with dear king (not like it was a romantic relationship anyway! it was mostly intimate, maybe some dates. ummm. unlabeled.)

their marriage happened in 2282 too though lmao because i know those two had such a good amount of trust and companionship that they knew it was for life, as scary as it was after everything both had been through. they had three children across the years heh. two girls, one boy.

i think all is fine but like i said, violet tends to manipulate without realizing. boone has different values than she does, so i don't think the thought of "crime family" was something he'd embrace at first, with her being an underboss and all. but love is one hell of a thing. her view of her own family is beautiful when she speaks, and he could see the loyalty they had, the idea of not being so violent (publicly) and always caring for presenting themselves as respectable fellas. but her family ISN'T fully good, which naturally extends to her. she was a charmer, had that silver tongue, could do it without an effort. and it slipped through his mind.

so eventually he actually thought her fam wasn't that bad, and while he worked for her, violet took him to more tasks. she was making him a lieutenant of the family discreetly, and no, she didn't notice much. anyway so flaws come and she's very business focused, doesn't always have time for her children (though she's a loving mother). boone starts to see that she's ruthless when she had to be, the kind of business and deals she works with, that everything she does no matter how good it may seem does has a hidden intention. not the same woman in the wasteland because business is her main domain, and that's a different beast. violet is a woman who's DEEP into family legacy, family business, making it work. and she loses herself in it often. good thing he was around her almost all the time, though. but their marriage had much problems because of all of that, maybe he was a bit unhappy at times, but he loved her and their children a lot.

don't get me wrong, violet cares and loves for him, but that's how she is. flawed, difficult. she's capable of genuine love, genuine actions, and she does it, of course. she did it for him, for many others. but her mind is "this is good for family reputation" naturally at almost everything she does since she's a child, because that's something her family LIVES FOR. an honorable member of her family is good, and they must follow that one rule: be honorable and never disgrace the family.

violet always wanted to be like her father, and she grew up as his perfect girl, even if he died when she was a kid. i could even dare to say her parents marriage and her own are similar: father and daughter who work too hard in the name of making sure your family are well taken care of, have issues with their partner, and sometimes are bad parents. all in hopes they'll be fine in life when they die, but focus so much on the future that they about the present.

aside from all of that, still a lot of companionship, comfort, a love that endures despite how hard it may seem at times. i guess i haven't elaborated much as detailed as i do anything else but yeah. that's how their relationship is like ❤️

[jennifahsims]

The next day, Ravi aged up!

I actually forgot about his birthday because it's also the twins' birthday 🥴 anywayssss after everyone came back from work, they had a very small and private celebration.

Ravi aged up to a child, and he rolled the hotheaded, perfectionist, and chatty trait ☺️

He also has the slumber party animal aspiration.

Sai & Leela also aged up too ☺️

Sai rolled the independent and charmer traits and Leela got the clingy and angelic traits.

I'm just glad the infant phase is OVER.

Also gave a quick makeover to Ravi, obviously, and Asha !

Asha is almost going to be a teen and I can't handle it 😫

[beacarrot]

Yeah, you know that.

You know you should dance through the halls that divide,

The black from the white, where truths often collide,

The second half’s done, the score’s as it was meant,

As it was meant,

I saved up my overtime, to the thrift shop I went,

Just like I always did,

Everyone’s chasing that genuine grace,

Slim bodies,

Sharp haircuts, and maybe the perfect embrace,

But they get so lost just trying to find their own place

But they never find,

Never again.

I painted the walls that surrounded the way,

Near the intersection

With so much love around us, why do we only care about the romantic?

why crave only the sway?

Streetlights enhance what the soul wants to say,

And silence is known for being chatty,

Waves breaking, storms raging, winds sweeping pain away.

I left the big cases in capital’s haze,

Sometimes I think this is amazing,

Subway lines, shadows, and debates that amaze,

But they never meant much,

They’re just idle, misplayed,

For home is no a region, it’s a dream I have made,

It's my place.

I came back to the city, my pockets worn thin,

All in the pocket of faded jeans,

A half-pack of cigarettes, and the train’s reckless troublemaker din,

Bent backs, we’re just soldiers, all trying to survive,

As monopolized soldiers looking for the right life to live,

So much talk of growing, you have so many things to do in so few hours in the day,

There's no time left to thrive,

Why don't we stay young?

Poems and books, canvases, songs,

Sitting with guitars, where the aching belongs,

Broken hearts sing their own national hymn,

Sung by the fearless, the raw, and the grim.

In a café, get your coffee alone,

You don’t need some charmer to unsettle your tone.

Choose the best dress for a dinner somewhere,

Some cool where,

The wine in your glass won’t taste bitter or bare,

Our days keep rushing, the time leaves its trace,

Healthy bodies slow down to a much gentler pace,

Slow motion,

All those around you are aging in view,

Why don’t you go back? Relive what you knew,

Rewrite solutions for unfinished pasts,

A small group of souls,

A group of eternal young people against suicide.

I want to see my reflection in blue,

In a blue river,

Find my way out of the dungeon’s dark hue,

Stop hiding beneath that imagined disguise,

For real or not, it still holds its ties,

I just want to see you

See life,

See the dead-end street of my childhood colorful,

I want to see me,

Get lost in myself and in freedom’s decree,

‘Cause that is to live, that’s the truest of me.

The rise and the fall of a purposeless rhyme,

The coming and going of a poem without a cause,

It’s endless, relentless, and unseen through time,

And they’ll never know, as I write here once more,

One, five, ten, then fifteen, as I reach for the core,

I’ll place myself close to the first fleeting try,

Where I’ll be immune to their political cries,

The pinion about the girl never owed them a thing in her life.

Not everyone’s cruel,

I’m no victim here,

But poetry breathes in a way that feels near,

The poetry are just like this,

A vision from someone,

Just another someone,

But surely someone,

And if you read, you’ll find you’re understood,

And maybe this moment feels oddly good,

It’s time to depart,

To seize the life waiting,

For a glimpse of what’s real is anticipating,

Like a window that opens, revealing the skies,

And now, yeah, you know that

You know that,

And you realize,

And once again,

Yeah you know that...

(I wrote this poem at the beginning of this year. I think that each poem has its importance, regardless of whether it is mine or not. And this one is perhaps about things we know without knowing, knowing that there are moments to venture out and go beyond the curve. I like this poem and for me it takes me to this energy of going beyond what is planned.)

Signed: Beatriz Ranzonni 🩵.

[byeonvvooseok]

Variety Show Promos: Salon Drip | @sonhee

Host (excitedly): ❝ Annyeonghaseyo! From culture, art, philosophy, to back-talking and rumors! Those who want to get gossipy and chatty, come on over! This is Jang Do Youn's Salon Drip imnida~! Everyone, we've all been waiting for this! Our guests have betrayed each other... and then fell in love! ❞

A low, whispering voice can be heard from the audio feed. Its timbre like velvety ribbons, rich, pleasant and soothing. ❝ Is that our cue? Do we come in now⸻? ❞

Host: ❝ Shall I introduce our guests for today? Welcome, Byeon Wooseok and Han Sohee-ssi! ❞

Cheers and applause erupt from the audience and the studio as the two walk onto the set, both smiling brightly. Wooseok, ever the charmer, waves at the crowd, tall frame bowing politely as he adjusts the chair for Sohee before taking his seat. Placing himself just a bit closer than it was originally positioned.

Host (surprisingly and teasingly): ❝ Omo, omo! Did you all see that? Wooseok-ssi, you just moved closer to her. Was that on purpose? ❞

A wide smile immediately surfaces upon his lips, chuckling quietly. He then shakes his head lightly in an attempt to laugh it off. ❝ Oh, did I? I think I just want a forty-five degree angle for my best side. Which is, by the way, my right side. ❞ Expertly searching for the recording cameras, expression seamlessly shifting from playful to slightly serious as he strikes a few exaggerated poses to prove his point. Charming. Witty. Goofy. As always. The redirection strategy being carried by his signature charisma to cover up his earlier fluster.

Host (laughing): ❝ Sohee-ssi, is he always like this? Is this what we are also expecting in the drama? ❞

[clarkes-and-god]

Moriah's Instagram (@mrs.moriah.james):

We have THREE exciting announcements! Firstly, little Ezekiel has turned 2! He is a chatty little man and such a charmer -- he's already stolen all us church ladies' hearts! That includes Jessica, Jonah's unmarried sister who has come to help out with all my little ones. Although I'm an entirely competent mother, it's always nice to have an extra pair of hands, and Jessica is so talented with children! It's a shame she's not a mommy herself. Jessica will also be running the Sunday School for all the tots at OUR NEW CHURCH BUILDING! We have relocated to a new building, which has room for Sunday School, Youth Group, classrooms for homeroom co-op for both teens and kids, plus lounges and an events hall! Unfortunately, we are still in the process of moving in, and so the first meeting we will have in this beautiful space will be the Christmas Day service! How exciting is it that we'll be welcoming the coming of Christ in the same service that we're welcoming our new church space!

a/n: please ignore that i've already furnished it lmao

[yourlocaltrashpandaxoxo]

Part 2 of my Women's Bracket voice claims!

Chatty Charmer/Clarissa Benoit: Ms Chalice (Cuphead)

Frosty Bites/Greta Alexandria Winters: Abbey Bombinable (Monster High)

Belle Bull/Ceyda Gozu: Luisa Madrigal Turkish Dub (Encanto)

Phoenix Burns/Bridgett McKenzie: Merida (Merida + Wreck it Ralph 2)

Nessie Twins/Fiona and Moira McNessie:

Fiona: Nina (Crush Crush)

Moira: Scottish Pokèmon Trainer (Elsie Lovelock and other random clips)

Jubilee Justice/Giselle Aurora-Belle Felicity Lockridge: Jane (Tarzan)

Nile Blossom/Cleo Jamila Omorose: Rani (The Lion Guard)

Celestia: Bierce (Dark Deception)

Reaper Queen/Jasmine Black: Roxanne Wolf (FNAF: Security Breach)

[salazis]

What's Your Cookie Run Destiny? A Zodiac-Inspired Character Creator!

Love the vibrant world of Cookie Run: Kingdom? Ever dreamed of seeing yourself, or a completely unique character, baked into a delicious cookie hero? Now you can! Inspired by the ancient wisdom of astrology, we've devised a character creator that uses your Sun, Moon, and Rising signs to generate a Cookie Run character concept brimming with personality and potential.

Forget generic cutters and bland fillings! This creator digs deep, using the core traits associated with your astrological big three to mold a character with a unique flavor profile, skill set, and backstory. Let's explore how your celestial combination can translate into cookie-fied glory!

The Sun Sign: The Flavor Foundation

Your Sun sign represents your core identity, your ego, and what you strive to be. In our Cookie Run creation, it dictates the fundamental taste of your cookie!

Aries (March 21 - April 19): Spicy Chili Cookie! Fiercely independent and energetic, this cookie charges headfirst into battle with a fiery kick.

Taurus (April 20 - May 20): Rich Chocolate Chip Cookie! Grounded and sensual, this cookie delights in the simple pleasures and provides unwavering support.

Gemini (May 21 - June 20): Sparkling Strawberry Cookie! Quick-witted and adaptable, this cookie zips around the battlefield, delighting allies with their charm and bursts of sweetness.

Cancer (June 21 - July 22): Warm Honey Cookie! Nurturing and deeply emotional, this cookie protects their allies with unwavering devotion and a soothing touch.

Leo (July 23 - August 22): Regal Royal Icing Cookie! Charismatic and confident, this cookie shines brightly, inspiring their team with their leadership and dazzling presence.

Virgo (August 23 - September 22): Crisp Shortbread Cookie! Meticulous and practical, this cookie excels at strategy and provides precise support to maximize efficiency.

Libra (September 23 - October 22): Elegant Rosewater Cookie! Diplomatic and graceful, this cookie strives for harmony, balancing the battlefield with their charming abilities.

Scorpio (October 23 - November 21): Intense Dark Chocolate Cookie! Mysterious and resourceful, this cookie operates from the shadows, wielding powerful magic and uncovering hidden truths.

Sagittarius (November 22 - December 21): Adventurous Ginger Snap Cookie! Optimistic and free-spirited, this cookie explores the world with boundless energy, discovering new paths and treasures for their team.

Capricorn (December 22 - January 19): Strong Gingerbread Cookie! Disciplined and ambitious, this cookie is a pillar of strength, providing unwavering defense and strategic planning.

Aquarius (January 20 - February 18): Innovative Peppermint Cookie! Unconventional and forward-thinking, this cookie revolutionizes the battlefield with their unique abilities and unexpected strategies.

Pisces (February 19 - March 20): Dreamy Lavender Cookie! Empathetic and intuitive, this cookie heals and protects their allies with their mystical powers and unwavering compassion.

The Moon Sign: The Secret Ingredient

Your Moon sign governs your emotional nature, your inner world, and how you instinctively react to situations. This translates to the special skill or passive ability of your Cookie Run character.

Aries Moon: "Blazing Speed": Grants a temporary speed boost and increased attack power.

Taurus Moon: "Earthly Resilience": Provides healing over time and increased defense.

Gemini Moon: "Chatty Charmer": Confuses enemies with witty banter, reducing their attack.

Cancer Moon: "Protective Shell": Creates a shield for the team, absorbing damage.

Leo Moon: "Roaring Courage": Boosts team morale, increasing attack and critical hit chance.

Virgo Moon: "Strategic Analysis": Identifies enemy weaknesses and increases damage dealt to them.

Libra Moon: "Harmonious Aura": Balances the health of the team, distributing healing evenly.

Scorpio Moon: "Shadow Veil": Briefly turns invisible, allowing for strategic positioning.

Sagittarius Moon: "Lucky Strike": Grants a high chance of a critical hit with each attack.

Capricorn Moon: "Unyielding Will": Briefly becomes immune to all damage and status effects.

Aquarius Moon: "Electric Surge": Unleashes a powerful electric attack that stuns enemies.

Pisces Moon: "Soothing Dream": Heals the team and grants temporary immunity to negative status effects.

The Rising Sign: The First Impression

Your Rising sign (also known as your Ascendant) represents how you present yourself to the world, your initial reaction to new situations, and your overall appearance. This inspires the visual design of your Cookie Run character!

Aries Rising: Wears battle-worn armor and carries a fiery weapon. Confident stance.

Taurus Rising: Adorned with floral decorations and earthy tones. Gentle demeanor.

Gemini Rising: Bright, colorful clothing and a mischievous grin. Energetic posture.

Cancer Rising: Soft, flowing robes and a nurturing expression. Empathetic gaze.

Leo Rising: Regal attire, often with a crown or cape. Proud and commanding presence.

Virgo Rising: Simple, practical clothing with a focus on functionality. Attentive and precise.

Libra Rising: Elegant and balanced design, often incorporating symmetrical patterns. Graceful movements.

Scorpio Rising: Dark, mysterious clothing and a piercing gaze. Intimidating aura.

Sagittarius Rising: Adventurous attire with travel accessories. Optimistic and enthusiastic.

Capricorn Rising: Formal, structured clothing with a serious expression. Disciplined posture.

Aquarius Rising: Unique and unconventional clothing with a futuristic flair. Independent and innovative.

Pisces Rising: Flowing, ethereal clothing with a dreamy expression. Compassionate and imaginative.

Putting It All Together

Let's say you're a Taurus Sun, Cancer Moon, and Scorpio Rising. Your Cookie Run character might be a Rich Chocolate Chip Cookie, whose special ability is "Protective Shell," shielding their allies with emotional fortitude. Visually, they'd be cloaked in mysterious, dark robes, hinting at the powerful emotions they protect within.

Ready to discover your Cookie Run destiny? Find your Sun, Moon, and Rising signs and let these interpretations guide you to create your own unique cookie hero! Share your creations with the hashtag #CookieRunZodiac and let the delicious adventure begin!

[headmaestro]

Mouyi's Tale: Where Music Begin | Prelude.

As time marches forward, the Maestro conducts a symphony of love, each note serves a testament to the passage of time and the beauty of fleeting moments.

CHAPTER ONE: The First Movement ♪ .. || “Thus now, the orchestra stirs into a new movement—a symphonic rebirth,” whispered, LUESHIE MOUYI.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ [ . . . ]

Foresee, crafting a love story as timeless as a classic tune, PARK SUNGHOON for the MAIN COMPOSITION and YANG JUNGWON, SIM JAEYUN, and Nas his SIDE COMPOSITIONS. Mingled—casting a soft glow that illuminated the stage, where an aura lingered of a LEGAL 18+ took part.

The lead drives the strings of your heart to be plucked, as he strives onto the stage filled with a symphony of emotions, seamlessly transitioning between roles of LOVER, FRIEND, and FAMILY. Composed by several sonnets of BXB and GXB connections in his lyrical tone as SUBMISSIVE.

The head maestro remarked, “The audience is buzzing. Let’s give them something to remember, 'shall we?” Just as that, pure confidence showed on the VIRGO's bright eyes, resembling his true nature of an INFP.

Merely heard by the crowd—the sound of rustling pages filled the air, a gentle reminder of the music yet to come. He greeted the audience not only in musical gestures, but also through alluring BILINGUAL resonance of pitch.

Dedicated to the echoes filled in the hearts of all who had been fortunate enough to listen as he indicated his care through a gentle touch of QUALITY TIME, PHYSICAL TOUCH, and WORDS OF AFFIRMATION, harmonizing with the sounds around.‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⋆⋆✮♪♫♪✮⋆⋆

CHAPTER TWO: The Entrancing Melodies Unfold ♪ .. || “Remember, every note we play is a part of our story. Let's make the best of our performance,” uttered, The Head Maestro. The notes carry on to every Maestro's AVAILABILITY:

♬ ) All basic services, Music date (rave, spotify), Movie date (rave), Game date (plato, gartic.io), Stay up late (ask me first), Move platform (LINE), Pap activity without face.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⌞ A charmer so alluring, controlled, yet deeply, unshakably alive.⌝

CHAPTER THREE: Gentle Melodies Savored ♪ .. || “ It was a heartbeat, a breath shared between us all,” remarked, The Head Maestro. Which means, a new INTRODUCTION has finally opened in our shared chapter.

ㅤㅤ

Sending the warmest love and greetings to you all! the name is Lueshie Mouyi, but honestly, i really love having a cute-petnames! a friendly-information that i'm a professional yapper so i hope you wont mind me yapping your ear off.. (aku suka sekali bawel).. or maybe i should call this side as my super-duper-chatty side, and i'm the type of clingy person to the person i really looove to :3

I'm having Quality time, Words of Affirmations and Physical Touch as my love language to win your heart ofcourse. And i'm the type that who like to do a lovey-dovey relationship and i hope you don't mind if i'd really loveee to babying my partner! or i can also tease you around HIHIHI.. on serious note, i'm wrapping this up by saying i can do lovey-dovey and love-hate type of rls. worry not, if you're into both type as well, we can really might just be a perfect match YIPPEEE XD

I'm a big fan of disney movies. Aku selalu suka when it comes to binge watching, laluu mentioning about my quality time, aku sukaaa banget buat spending my time with my partner like watch movies together, sposses, or having a small-cute chitty chat, send some cute memes, and anything! i will give my bestest side to my loved ones as well.

So, would you spend your precious time with me?

[hostradio]

❝  competent?  willful?  accomplished?  oh,  you  ARE  quite  the  charmer,  aren't  you?  i'm  practically  getting  the  shivers. ❞   he  certainly  won't  stop  him  if  he  wants  to  continue!  there  are  few  things  alarie  loves  more  than  having  others  sing  his  praises  —  figuratively  or  literally.  (  though  of  course  a  touch  of  MUSIC  will  only  serve  to  endear  one  to  him  even  further!  )  he's  been  catching  little  glimpses  of  this  entire  debacle  from  the  sidelines  for  quite  some  time  now  —  never  truly  caring  enough  to  intervene  directly,  of  course,  if  only  because  it  certainly  isn't  any  concern  of  HIS.  though  he  is  still  amused  —  the  same  way  an  audience  member  settled  comfortably  in  the  front  row  might  follow  the  actors  with  undisguised  fascination  as  they  carry  out  their  tragedies  onstage.  bravo,  bravo!  let  there  be  more  blood  in  the  next  act.

unsurprisingly,  the  radio  demon  has  little  shame  in  sharing  as  much,  ❝  the  only  reason  why  i  fraternized  with  your  enemy  is  because  they  found  me  first! ❞   and  honestly,  what  else  is  vox  good  for  beyond  making  a  flashy  ruckus?  he  was  promised  a  war!  carnage!  a  chance  to  let  loose!  even  so,  ❝  if  you're  itching  to  make  a  case,  i'll  gladly  surrender  the  spotlight  to  you,  my  friend.  i  did  agree  to  lend  my  strength  to  this  fight  —  but  technically  my  exact  wording  in  the  moment  of  dealmaking  never  specified  a  side,  only  an  obligation  to  participate  at  all!  ❞   fair  is  fair,  is  it  not?  that  chatty  television  tried  to  bend  the  rules  —  well,  two  can  play  at  that  game!

besides,  he's  AWFULLY  curious  what  the  other  might  say.  not  for  any  ideological  reasons,  oh  no.  but  this  debate  is  so  very  fun.

@staticintone &&. from HERE.

[septemberlikestea]

why should you vote brumm? the answer's easy:

iconic voicelines. not only is his voice smooth and deep, his lines are incredibly fun to say. babagundala 👍

skilled musician. can you imagine if the troupe didn't have his haunting tunes? if grimm didn't have that stunning accordion sting for his introduction? he brings the dark circus aesthetic to life.

troupe member. let's admit it - the troupe's fashion game is unparalleled. the masks? dark colors with the red accents? and brumm even has stripes on his arms which compliment how strong they are.

compelling personality. though brumm is reluctant to speak at first, we learn that he chooses to do what he believes is right no matter how hard or painful it is. is that not admirable? is that not inspiring? this hunk is kind!

beautiful writing. i don't think i could do brumm justice without quoting him. "Endless, repeating songs of sacrifice, of servitude. For the Ritual. For the troupe. For the Master. Even this child was born into invisible chains." and "A song that never ends… is no song at all." are some haunting examples of team cherry's brilliance.

BONUS NYMM POINTS:

beautiful conclusion to the troupe's questline. his reveal as a small, chatty bug is so impactful. his cheery music playing as you arrive in dirtmouth... his little dance :o) he's so cute.

introduces gambling to the game. no sugercoating it. the carefree melody can cause your brain to produce happiness chemicals you didn't know you could feel. and the sound effect of carefree melody blocking damage? immensely cool.

canonically stylish. i'm not even changing the name of this point. that's just how it is. iselda says, "A stylish fellow's made his way to town." and you can see it clearly in his design - he has a shiny blue carapace! most bugs of hallownest would be jealous.

still kind hearted. brumm's kinder nature was shown through his refusal to continue a cycle of sacrifice and suffering (as opposed to other troupe bugs who dgaf). as for nymm? he immediately befriends elderbug and is so thoroughly pleasant when speaking to the player! he immediately offers you a gift to celebrate your friendship! such a charmer.

utterly heartwrenching writing. brumm's given us a taste of some poignant lines... nymm delivers the killing blow. "I'd be dreadfully upset if I forever lost your company." hough "[...], my memory stirs, something, and someone, forgotten, lost far away." waughhgh "Like a strange nostalgia for something that never happened." AUGHHH AUOIEEE YEOWCH i am being so serious when i say that i think about changing my blog handle to that last line. goodness gracious.

FOR YOUR CONSIDERATION: it would be so fucking funny if brumm and grimm had to face off in a poll. it'd be so funny we have to do this.

ahem. CONCLUSION: not even writing all this out can communicate how great brumm is. i love you nightmare cult situationship musician man. and there's so much more to him still... you just have you open your mind and your heart. let this dark, brooding hottie have your vote.

and even if all this does not convince you to vote for him... well. as he says, "As long as you do it without regret, I will bear you no hatred."