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When There's Nothing Left For You

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Indie Semi-selective Team Skull Grunt OC. Penned by Cocoa. Please read my rules and about before interacting.
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Hazy Prologue

Where was he again?

Everything feels so hazy. Whatever it was he did, it sure wasn’t agreeing with him now. A terrible habit, really, but he knew better than anyone else that he was incapable of taking proper care of himself to begin with.

...Still didn’t help his situation, that was for sure. 

Better rack whatever brains I got left. First, he’d need to start from the beginning. Or, at least try to. The more and more clear it became, the more the thought seemed to slip out of his mind.

This is worse than tryna recall dreams. Not like he frequently had good ones, but- ugh, he needed to stop getting distracted. The man feel on to his back, slamming against the sandy shore below him.

... Sand. What was it about sand that- oh, for fuck sake. Right. That’s how that started, wasn’t it? Vincent allowed his eyes to drift to a close, and as the sound of the waves tickled his ears, his memories flowed back through the rivers in his mind.

#yeah sure whatever; ic#drabble; you good vinny?
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 The beach was nice.

He wasn’t quite sure why he enjoyed it so much. He didn’t much like sand. He hated how it got between his toes, and he wasn’t about to step outside wearing socks with sandals. He wasn’t really the best at swimming. Rarely would he step out to swim with his feraligatr, Caesar. It was relaxing, but it usually ended with him trying to hold on to the gator to prevent from slipping under.

Was it the waves crashing against the shore? Was it the smell of salt water? Whatever it was, Vincent found himself returning to this place quite often. Every time he felt something was going awry, every time he felt that he needed to run away, and from what, he wasn’t sure, he’d find himself back here.

There was something about the beach that blocked out all the noise. Something that made him less anxious. Something that made him feel at peace.

His muscles relaxed, and no matter what, he could let out a deep breath, and he could feel warm. 

His energy may disappear, but at the least, he felt safe here.

...

The buzz of his phone catches his attention. He hesitates for a moment before picking it up.

[SMS | Don’t Answer] -> Can we talk?

Smash.

Nevermind. He hates the beach.

#drabble
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Mhm. We’re done here.
Heading over to my personal and archiving cause I been here too long and once again I remember why I hate a lot of y'all.
Might be best to focus on art anyway and I’ll stick with RPs on discord. At the least, over there I don’t have to see people that think making racist caricatures is a debatable offense. 
#the almighty; ooc
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cataleya-takahashi:

“Hm?” Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Cataleya turns to look up at an equally unfamiliar face. Well, whoever he is, he’s clearly a grunt based on how he’s dressed. “Let me guess, you needed something from the kit, yeah…? Konani!”
The Raichu smiles at her sweetly.
“Clean this all up and put everything back the way you found it, please.”
With a nod and not so much as a hint of protest, the Pokemon raises its paws, using its telekinetic power to lift all the medical supplies off the floor and make it float back into the metal box. And, as instructed, it’s all organized!
“Rai~!” Konani squeaks, holding the first-aid kit out to Vincent.

Oh no, it’s cute.

Vincent seems to pause, just for a moment, to stare at the raichu with the crate in its grasp. It takes him a moment to realize it, before he grabs the kit from the pokemon before him. He nods his head stiffly, accompanied by a soft “Thank you.”

He grabs the roll of medical tape and sets the kit back down before he begins to wrap up his hand. This shouldn’t take long, for he was no stranger for this type of injury.

#yeah sure whatever; ic#cataleyatakahashi#((1000 years later))
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divinaemater:

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         “If it helps any, s’no’ like a date-date. Jus’ a get ta know each oth’a kind’a thang. Curious ta see how well we get along in tha’ regard s’all.” If they were incompatible, then that’d be that. Apath just had a hunch they were following.
                                                      “Bu’ fantastic! Cool. Erh–so, like, I meant righ’ now. I’m bad at plannin’ thangs ou’. If ya’d rath’a postpone fer a bi’, tha’s fine, I did kind’a come out’a nowhere wi’ ‘tha’. Oth’a’wise, uh–lemme see yer arm? S’easier ta use Teleport ta get where I wanna go.”
                                They could walk, sure, but it involved quite a bit of hiking and they weren’t wearing the right kind of shoes for all that.

“A platonic date?” He’s not sure if he’s heard of such a thing, or, at least if it’s been called a date. But, he supposed it was far from a problem.

It appeared he didn’t know much about them, either. Apath’s next comment definitely through him for a loop. With furrowed brows and crossed arms, he became half tempted to ask them to stop fucking with him.

Despite, he slowly unlinked his arms and extends it for Apath. this is far from the strangest thing he’s heard, or seen.

“If you say so.”

#divinaemater#yeah sure whatever; ic
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tenderpoison2017 asked:

A big hug, a smooch on the cheek, and a Mewsmas present: a well-crafted leather cigarette case, designed to clip to his belt or inside his bag and hand-tooled and carefully dyed with a bright, stylized Feraligator playing the air guitar. "Time for stop carryin' around that mason jar."

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Oh. This felt just a bit sudden for him. Vincent wasn’t stranger to Plumeria’s affection. He appreciated whatever form it came in, and this was no different. However, something about this was a bit different.

The last thing he had expected was.. a present? 

His eyes inspected the leather case, his fingers gently gliding across the case. It looked incredible. Did... Did she make this herself? Or did she buy it? He wasn’t sure if he cared in the end. Something about this.. It felt.. warm.

He remains silent, just for a moment. A single tear streams down his face, one he quickly tries to wipe away with his free hand. Without warning, he wraps Plumeria into a tight hug.

“Thank you.” The quiver in his voice is unmistakable.

#yeah sure whatever; ic#tenderpoison
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divinaemater-deactivated2018080 asked:

Incomes a drunken Apath, throwing their arms around Vincent and giggling up a storm, unsteady on their feet but all smiles either way. "Hiya!" Chipper as can be, they pepper his face in smooches.

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Woah woah woah, that was so sudden. He’s no stranger to Apath’s random affections, nor does he ever mind it. He can tall how excited they seemed to be. He may as well just let it happen.

Not like it wasn’t sweet for him, either. Apath kisses give Vincent life.

“What you so excited for?”

#yeah sure whatever; ic#tw alcohol#divinaemater
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Shaky hands inch towards the door nob, turning it slowly and pulling the door open. Don’t creek, don’t creek. Good. He steps inside, closing the door behind him as quietly as possible.

There are no lights on in the house. None that he can see. He can’t hear any snoring. Maybe he was out drinking again. If that was the case, then Vincent would be home free. But, it’d be foolish of him to get cocky. He wasn’t in the clear yet, not till tomorrow morning.

Go to your room. Change your clothes. Spray them with some Febreeze. Anything. It should be covered by the sound of your fan. Go to bed immediately. No bathroom, no shower. Those could wait till tomorrow morning.

Slow, he begins to step towards the hall. The carpet muffled his footsteps just enough for him to get by-

Click. 

Vincent stops dead in his tracks, his head whipping around to the living room across. The lights had suddenly turned on.

“Where you been, boy?”

Shit.

#drabble#tw abuse#tw alcohol#tw blood#tw guns#tw death#n slur
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Character Development Questions: Hard Mode

  1. Does your character have siblings or family members in their age group? Which one are they closest with?
  2. What is/was your character’s relationship with their mother like?
  3. What is/was your character’s relationship with their father like?
  4. Has your character ever witnessed something that fundamentally changed them? If so, does anyone else know?
  5. On an average day, what can be found in your character’s pockets?
  6. Does your character have recurring themes in their dreams?
  7. Does your character have recurring themes in their nightmares?
  8. Has your character ever fired a gun? If so, what was their first target?
  9. Is your character’s current socioeconomic status different than it was when they were growing up?
  10. Does your character feel more comfortable with more clothing, or with less clothing?
  11. In what situation was your character the most afraid they’ve ever been?
  12. In what situation was your character the most calm they’ve ever been?
  13. Is your character bothered by the sight of blood? If so, in what way?
  14. Does your character remember names or faces easier?
  15. Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?
  16. Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?
  17. What was your character’s favorite toy as a child?
  18. Is your character more likely to admire wisdom, or ambition in others?
  19. What is your character’s biggest relationship flaw? Has this flaw destroyed relationships for them before?
  20. In what ways does your character compare themselves to others? Do they do this for the sake of self-validation, or self-criticism?
  21. If something tragic or negative happens to your character, do they believe they may have caused or deserved it, or are they quick to blame others?
  22. What does your character like in other people?
  23. What does your character dislike in other people?
  24. How quick is your character to trust someone else?
  25. How quick is your character to suspect someone else? Does this change if they are close with that person?
  26. How does your character behave around children?
  27. How does your character normally deal with confrontation?
  28. How quick or slow is your character to resort to physical violence in a confrontation?
  29. What did your character dream of being or doing as a child? Did that dream come true?
  30. What does your character find repulsive or disgusting?
  31. Describe a scenario in which your character feels most comfortable.
  32. Describe a scenario in which your character feels most uncomfortable.
  33. In the face of criticism, is your character defensive, self-deprecating, or willing to improve?
  34. Is your character more likely to keep trying a solution/method that didn’t work the first time, or immediately move on to a different solution/method?
  35. How does your character behave around people they like?
  36. How does your character behave around people they dislike?
  37. Is your character more concerned with defending their honor, or protecting their status?
  38. Is your character more likely to remove a problem/threat, or remove themselves from a problem/threat?
  39. Has your character ever been bitten by an animal? How were they affected (or unaffected)?
  40. How does your character treat people in service jobs?
  41. Does your character feel that they deserve to have what they want, whether it be material or abstract, or do they feel they must earn it first?
  42. Has your character ever had a parental figure who was not related to them?
  43. Has your character ever had a dependent figure who was not related to them?
  44. How easy or difficult is it for your character to say “I love you?” Can they say it without meaning it?
  45. What does your character believe will happen to them after they die? Does this belief scare them?
#the dna of the soul; memes
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SHORT AND DIRTY NSFW SINDAY MEME

😏 For a drabble of a sex scene between or muses. 😳 For some lines of dirty talk my muse likes to use/would like use on yours. 📲 For some sexts my muse would send to yours. 🖼️ For 3-5 gifs of how my muse would have sex with yours 🔮 For my muse to confess a fantasy they want to do with yours. 🛏 For my muse to tell yours about a naughty dream they had involving yours. 💋 For my muse to admit to yours the things yours does that turns them on.

Add + to combine any of these together!

#nsfw
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@divinaemater

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For a moment, he thought he had heard something wrong. He was far from a stranger to their embrace, but he never quite expected it to escalate, or if they wanted more of him than what was offered.

He may have asked for a ‘come again’ or a ‘say what now,’ in any other instance. However, Vincent had not known Apath to be a liar, nor was he one to turn away a chance to get cross faded.

“A’ight. I fuck with you. Let’s do it.”

#tw alcohol#tw drugs#divinaemater#80000000 years later
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