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why 1s y0ur us3rn4me bunn..--..##########....why y0u h4ve TH4T 1n y0ur he4d?????????

y0u l0ok k1nda s1lly n0w....

. . . . .

HAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

— 🪽¿ ( @4dbirds0flowers )

OH FUCK OFF! IT'S LIKE SOMEONE HAVING A FUCKING BANDAGE ALRIGHT?!

NOW STOP LAUGHING BEFORE I PUT A DAMN BULLET THROUGH YOUR SKULL.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

y0u 3D b0rns 4re s0 s1lly!!! I th0ught th4t th1ngs w3re 0nly f0r the t1ny an1mals!!!! AHAHAHAAHAHH!!

I w4nt t0 s3e y0u try t0 k1ll me!! HEHEHEHEH!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

SHUT UP!!!

—In a fit of rage, Chief pulls out his revolver and attempts to shoot this fourth-dimensional being. Real smart, buddy.—

When the gun fired, she turned into a black mist from the fright; the bullet simply passed through without causing her any real harm, but it did cause her pain. When she returned to her normal form, she threw herself on top of him. Her form glitched as she stared at him with only one visible eye. She pinned him to the ground with brute force.

B4d dog.... y0u r34lly g1ve m3 a very big sc4re.......

She slowly stood up, taking the revolver from him. Her form stabilized, but now she had rabbit ears and a cute bow. She examined the revolver with curiosity, giggling.

D0 y0u re4lly k1ll any0ne wh0 b0thers y0u? H0w m4ny p0or innoc3nt 3Ds h4ve you kill3d?

—Chief's ears immediately pinned back, letting out a noise similar to a yelp as he was pinned down by her, growling at her..—

Hey- DON'T TOUCH THAT!-

—He immediately tried to take his revolver back. The bunny ears, seemed to tick him off, he was becoming more aggressive, glaring at her now.—

I've killed those who deserved it. What do you even know

She put a hand to his forehead to prevent him from taking the revolver from her. A smile formed in the square that covered where her face should be.

s0 if som3one l4ughs at y0u...they d3serve 1t? If a k1d laughs 4t y0u... you w0uld d0 the s4me y0u d1d to m3? You know....If a c3rtain b3ing were h3re w1th me, y0u m1ght h4ve died f0r do1ng th4t... S1lly d0ggy!

She raised the hand that was on his forehead to his head to stroke it energetically.

s111i1llyyy!!!

—Chief's growls grew louder, he tried desperately to reach for his revolver, even attempting to claw at her arms in an effort of getting it back—

JUST SHUT UP AND GIVE IT BACK ALREADY!

—He was ignoring her questions, even going as far as trying to bite once his head gets stroked.. of course this is a useless attempt since he's still wearing the cone.—

She simply continued laughing and stroking his head; she found it very amusing to humiliate him like this.

Wh4t if I sh00t you s0 we'r3 3ven? 1t hurt a littl3 wh3n y0u d1d it...

She pointed the revolver at him. She wasn't going to shoot, although this reminded her of someone who would, and she laughed a little as if she were about to shoot for real.

—This time he paused completely, his ears pinning back as he stared into the revolver's barrel. He knew damn well it was loaded, so he knew she could shoot if she wanted to.—

—He opened his mouth as if he were going to speak.. yet no sounds came out, not even a mutter, nothing. This time he was afraid, and it was real. He couldn't just let himself get shot now, now that he had a stable life, now that he had a daughter.—

She paused for a moment and looked at him. She found it amusing how he valued his own life but not the lives of others. She lowered the weapon and used the same hand that had been caressing his head to grab his chin, forcing him to look her in the "face."

You value your own life but not the lives of others. Wh4t if I th0ught l1ke y0u and sh0t you th1s very inst4nt? Y0u didn't h3sitate t0 shoot m3.

. . .

If y0u t3ll me why y0u w4nt to l1ve, m4ybe I'll sp4re y0ur l1fe...

I-I.. I want to live..-

—He wanted to growl, to snap, but in the end he was aware he did not have the upper hand here at all. Her words began to echo in his head, to value your own life and not the life of others...—

I'm sorry..

4nd didn't you think that I w4nt to live t0o? And what if you k1lled me and som3one decided to t4ke revenge... by k1ll1ng everyone you l0ve? Sounds b4d, r1ght? Y0u are lucky..

She let go of it and looked at the revolver one last time before handing it back to him.

I d0ubt you'll be so lucky n3xt time... think b3fore you 4ct next t1me.

#let's start this hunt #got 'em in my line of fire

—Chief took back the revolver, holding it close to his chest as if it were an emotional support plush of sorts.—

—He didn't reply, instead he just lowered his head in shame..—

why 1s y0ur us3rn4me bunn..--..##########....why y0u h4ve TH4T 1n y0ur he4d?????????

y0u l0ok k1nda s1lly n0w....

. . . . .

HAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

— 🪽¿ ( @4dbirds0flowers )

OH FUCK OFF! IT'S LIKE SOMEONE HAVING A FUCKING BANDAGE ALRIGHT?!

NOW STOP LAUGHING BEFORE I PUT A DAMN BULLET THROUGH YOUR SKULL.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

y0u 3D b0rns 4re s0 s1lly!!! I th0ught th4t th1ngs w3re 0nly f0r the t1ny an1mals!!!! AHAHAHAAHAHH!!

I w4nt t0 s3e y0u try t0 k1ll me!! HEHEHEHEH!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

SHUT UP!!!

—In a fit of rage, Chief pulls out his revolver and attempts to shoot this fourth-dimensional being. Real smart, buddy.—

When the gun fired, she turned into a black mist from the fright; the bullet simply passed through without causing her any real harm, but it did cause her pain. When she returned to her normal form, she threw herself on top of him. Her form glitched as she stared at him with only one visible eye. She pinned him to the ground with brute force.

B4d dog.... y0u r34lly g1ve m3 a very big sc4re.......

She slowly stood up, taking the revolver from him. Her form stabilized, but now she had rabbit ears and a cute bow. She examined the revolver with curiosity, giggling.

D0 y0u re4lly k1ll any0ne wh0 b0thers y0u? H0w m4ny p0or innoc3nt 3Ds h4ve you kill3d?

—Chief's ears immediately pinned back, letting out a noise similar to a yelp as he was pinned down by her, growling at her..—

Hey- DON'T TOUCH THAT!-

—He immediately tried to take his revolver back. The bunny ears, seemed to tick him off, he was becoming more aggressive, glaring at her now.—

I've killed those who deserved it. What do you even know

She put a hand to his forehead to prevent him from taking the revolver from her. A smile formed in the square that covered where her face should be.

s0 if som3one l4ughs at y0u...they d3serve 1t? If a k1d laughs 4t y0u... you w0uld d0 the s4me y0u d1d to m3? You know....If a c3rtain b3ing were h3re w1th me, y0u m1ght h4ve died f0r do1ng th4t... S1lly d0ggy!

She raised the hand that was on his forehead to his head to stroke it energetically.

s111i1llyyy!!!

—Chief's growls grew louder, he tried desperately to reach for his revolver, even attempting to claw at her arms in an effort of getting it back—

JUST SHUT UP AND GIVE IT BACK ALREADY!

—He was ignoring her questions, even going as far as trying to bite once his head gets stroked.. of course this is a useless attempt since he's still wearing the cone.—

She simply continued laughing and stroking his head; she found it very amusing to humiliate him like this.

Wh4t if I sh00t you s0 we'r3 3ven? 1t hurt a littl3 wh3n y0u d1d it...

She pointed the revolver at him. She wasn't going to shoot, although this reminded her of someone who would, and she laughed a little as if she were about to shoot for real.

—This time he paused completely, his ears pinning back as he stared into the revolver's barrel. He knew damn well it was loaded, so he knew she could shoot if she wanted to.—

—He opened his mouth as if he were going to speak.. yet no sounds came out, not even a mutter, nothing. This time he was afraid, and it was real. He couldn't just let himself get shot now, now that he had a stable life, now that he had a daughter.—

She paused for a moment and looked at him. She found it amusing how he valued his own life but not the lives of others. She lowered the weapon and used the same hand that had been caressing his head to grab his chin, forcing him to look her in the "face."

You value your own life but not the lives of others. Wh4t if I th0ught l1ke y0u and sh0t you th1s very inst4nt? Y0u didn't h3sitate t0 shoot m3.

. . .

If y0u t3ll me why y0u w4nt to l1ve, m4ybe I'll sp4re y0ur l1fe...

#got 'em in my line of fire #let's start this hunt

I-I.. I want to live..-

—He wanted to growl, to snap, but in the end he was aware he did not have the upper hand here at all. Her words began to echo in his head, to value your own life and not the life of others...—

I'm sorry..

why 1s y0ur us3rn4me bunn..--..##########....why y0u h4ve TH4T 1n y0ur he4d?????????

y0u l0ok k1nda s1lly n0w....

. . . . .

HAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

— 🪽¿ ( @4dbirds0flowers )

OH FUCK OFF! IT'S LIKE SOMEONE HAVING A FUCKING BANDAGE ALRIGHT?!

NOW STOP LAUGHING BEFORE I PUT A DAMN BULLET THROUGH YOUR SKULL.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

y0u 3D b0rns 4re s0 s1lly!!! I th0ught th4t th1ngs w3re 0nly f0r the t1ny an1mals!!!! AHAHAHAAHAHH!!

I w4nt t0 s3e y0u try t0 k1ll me!! HEHEHEHEH!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

SHUT UP!!!

—In a fit of rage, Chief pulls out his revolver and attempts to shoot this fourth-dimensional being. Real smart, buddy.—

When the gun fired, she turned into a black mist from the fright; the bullet simply passed through without causing her any real harm, but it did cause her pain. When she returned to her normal form, she threw herself on top of him. Her form glitched as she stared at him with only one visible eye. She pinned him to the ground with brute force.

B4d dog.... y0u r34lly g1ve m3 a very big sc4re.......

She slowly stood up, taking the revolver from him. Her form stabilized, but now she had rabbit ears and a cute bow. She examined the revolver with curiosity, giggling.

D0 y0u re4lly k1ll any0ne wh0 b0thers y0u? H0w m4ny p0or innoc3nt 3Ds h4ve you kill3d?

—Chief's ears immediately pinned back, letting out a noise similar to a yelp as he was pinned down by her, growling at her..—

Hey- DON'T TOUCH THAT!-

—He immediately tried to take his revolver back. The bunny ears, seemed to tick him off, he was becoming more aggressive, glaring at her now.—

I've killed those who deserved it. What do you even know

She put a hand to his forehead to prevent him from taking the revolver from her. A smile formed in the square that covered where her face should be.

s0 if som3one l4ughs at y0u...they d3serve 1t? If a k1d laughs 4t y0u... you w0uld d0 the s4me y0u d1d to m3? You know....If a c3rtain b3ing were h3re w1th me, y0u m1ght h4ve died f0r do1ng th4t... S1lly d0ggy!

She raised the hand that was on his forehead to his head to stroke it energetically.

s111i1llyyy!!!

—Chief's growls grew louder, he tried desperately to reach for his revolver, even attempting to claw at her arms in an effort of getting it back—

JUST SHUT UP AND GIVE IT BACK ALREADY!

—He was ignoring her questions, even going as far as trying to bite once his head gets stroked.. of course this is a useless attempt since he's still wearing the cone.—

She simply continued laughing and stroking his head; she found it very amusing to humiliate him like this.

Wh4t if I sh00t you s0 we'r3 3ven? 1t hurt a littl3 wh3n y0u d1d it...

She pointed the revolver at him. She wasn't going to shoot, although this reminded her of someone who would, and she laughed a little as if she were about to shoot for real.

#let's start this hunt #got 'em in my line of fire

—This time he paused completely, his ears pinning back as he stared into the revolver's barrel. He knew damn well it was loaded, so he knew she could shoot if she wanted to.—

—He opened his mouth as if he were going to speak.. yet no sounds came out, not even a mutter, nothing. This time he was afraid, and it was real. He couldn't just let himself get shot now, now that he had a stable life, now that he had a daughter.—

Closed RP with @m3tallic-menace :3

—It was now late at night, Selene was already deeply asleep in her room since it was WAY past her bedtime. Now finally the sound of keys rattling against the entrance door was heard.—

—Chief had finally arrived, stumbling as he closed the door by leaning against it. He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, slowly making his way to the couch. He wanted Scripter. He wanted to apologize, he'd acted like such an asshole...—

[Scripter was in the living room, watching TV and already halfway through a bottle of wine he found in their locked cabinet. He glanced over at Chief and narrowed his eyes, before looking back at the TV]

“…I’ll sleep on the couch if you’re still mad at me…I was just trying to get us money fast…the wedding prep is taking up most of our savings…And Selene really wanted a new toy…and…”

“…I kinda sold some to Chance. I dunno if he’s gonna come back for more but…I’ll stop if you really want us to…”

—Chief stared at Scripter for a moment, setting the half empty bottle on the table before stumbling closer. He immediately hugged Scripter, hiding his face against his shoulder as he sniffled and cried, mumbling a slurred apology..—

I-I'm sorry.. I- —hic— -I was just.. w-worried..and.. I-I didn't mean... To hurt you...

—He was trembling, his grip on Scripter slightly tightening as he tried to keep his sobs as quiet as possible.—

“…”

[Scripter sighed. Guess we doing this again. Not that he minds since it means he’s not being yelled at anymore…and that he’s probably getting lots of kisses once he sobers up…]

“…it’s ffffffine babe…you wanna…go to bed and cuddle?…will that make you fffffeel better…?…”

—Chief whimpered and nodded, he was just. Longing to Scripter, nuzzling and kissing his neck now as he still sniffled—

M-Mhm.. I'd.. I'd like that.. I-.. I'm sorry..i-i don't want.. I didn't want to hurt you like that...

—Poor thing, the guy still felt so guilty about how he'd acted...—

“…its fffffine man…now cmon, let’s go to bed…”

[Scripter helped him up, and carried him off to bed. Too tired to argue or think or anything. He just wanted to sleep…]

hat-fix

" Someone here's a liar! "

Its a beautiful evening at one of Chances many mansion ballrooms, the lights are glowing and the music and drinks are pouring! And you're invited! But not all of your fellow party guests are kind. Some may be LYING TO YOU!

... In this brand new masquerade ball murder mystery event! Partake in a drama filled event of investigation and social deduction! You're stuck in this party of suspects and left to figure out whodunnit!

Be one of many roles:The Detective, Security, Spy, Trickster, Bartender, Caterer, Lovers and MANY MANY MORE! (limited roles are available and opt outs are allowed, nothing is forced on you!)

This event will be hosted both on discord and tumblr if you're interested! The event will start on Friday 14th and end on Wednesday 19th or Saturday 22nd depending on activity.

If wanting to join please comment, dm or reblog! Lets have a good time!

This event is open to EVERY roblox fandom!! So dont be shy to come and join!

SUBMISSIONS ARE OPEN NOW!

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[ooc post duh]

COME ON PEOPLE! THIS WILL BE FUN!! >:3

Closed RP with @m3tallic-menace :3

—It was now late at night, Selene was already deeply asleep in her room since it was WAY past her bedtime. Now finally the sound of keys rattling against the entrance door was heard.—

—Chief had finally arrived, stumbling as he closed the door by leaning against it. He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, slowly making his way to the couch. He wanted Scripter. He wanted to apologize, he'd acted like such an asshole...—

[Scripter was in the living room, watching TV and already halfway through a bottle of wine he found in their locked cabinet. He glanced over at Chief and narrowed his eyes, before looking back at the TV]

“…I’ll sleep on the couch if you’re still mad at me…I was just trying to get us money fast…the wedding prep is taking up most of our savings…And Selene really wanted a new toy…and…”

“…I kinda sold some to Chance. I dunno if he’s gonna come back for more but…I’ll stop if you really want us to…”

—Chief stared at Scripter for a moment, setting the half empty bottle on the table before stumbling closer. He immediately hugged Scripter, hiding his face against his shoulder as he sniffled and cried, mumbling a slurred apology..—

I-I'm sorry.. I- —hic— -I was just.. w-worried..and.. I-I didn't mean... To hurt you...

—He was trembling, his grip on Scripter slightly tightening as he tried to keep his sobs as quiet as possible.—

“…”

[Scripter sighed. Guess we doing this again. Not that he minds since it means he’s not being yelled at anymore…and that he’s probably getting lots of kisses once he sobers up…]

“…it’s ffffffine babe…you wanna…go to bed and cuddle?…will that make you fffffeel better…?…”

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—Chief whimpered and nodded, he was just. Longing to Scripter, nuzzling and kissing his neck now as he still sniffled—

M-Mhm.. I'd.. I'd like that.. I-.. I'm sorry..i-i don't want.. I didn't want to hurt you like that...

—Poor thing, the guy still felt so guilty about how he'd acted...—

Closed RP with @m3tallic-menace :3

—It was now late at night, Selene was already deeply asleep in her room since it was WAY past her bedtime. Now finally the sound of keys rattling against the entrance door was heard.—

—Chief had finally arrived, stumbling as he closed the door by leaning against it. He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, slowly making his way to the couch. He wanted Scripter. He wanted to apologize, he'd acted like such an asshole...—

[Scripter was in the living room, watching TV and already halfway through a bottle of wine he found in their locked cabinet. He glanced over at Chief and narrowed his eyes, before looking back at the TV]

“…I’ll sleep on the couch if you’re still mad at me…I was just trying to get us money fast…the wedding prep is taking up most of our savings…And Selene really wanted a new toy…and…”

“…I kinda sold some to Chance. I dunno if he’s gonna come back for more but…I’ll stop if you really want us to…”

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—Chief stared at Scripter for a moment, setting the half empty bottle on the table before stumbling closer. He immediately hugged Scripter, hiding his face against his shoulder as he sniffled and cried, mumbling a slurred apology..—

I-I'm sorry.. I- —hic— -I was just.. w-worried..and.. I-I didn't mean... To hurt you...

—He was trembling, his grip on Scripter slightly tightening as he tried to keep his sobs as quiet as possible.—

Closed RP with @m3tallic-menace :3

—It was now late at night, Selene was already deeply asleep in her room since it was WAY past her bedtime. Now finally the sound of keys rattling against the entrance door was heard.—

—Chief had finally arrived, stumbling as he closed the door by leaning against it. He reeked of alcohol and cigarettes, slowly making his way to the couch. He wanted Scripter. He wanted to apologize, he'd acted like such an asshole...—

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CW: ALCOHOL.

Proceed at ur own risk

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I've been acting more like him recently. I.

I'm not like him. I'm not going to be like him. I'm never going to be the monster he was.

I need to apologize to Scripter.. I was a fucking asshole...

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[OPEN RP!]

—Chief is seen walking down the street, lighting a cigarette with shaky hands. He's muttering, mumbling and letting out silent growls as he walks.—

—Whatever happened to him put him in a horrible mood...—

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[CW/TW: Bruises, mild blood, and hand marks on the neck. Proceed at your own risk]

“…yall think that I can cover these up with makeup? I really don’t want Chief to see this…”

“Motherfucker just tried to choke me out of nowhere…should’ve gone for the throat to be honest…”

@bunny-hunt1ng

. . .WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?! WHO DID THIS?!

—Chief IMMEDIATELY hurried over to Scripter, cupping his face with a look of pure worry on his face. His tail was practically tucked between his legs now—

Sit there- I-I'll uh- I'll fetch the first aid kit...

“It’s nothing babe, I just got into a fight…you should’ve seen the other guy. Fucked up his face real good.”

[Yikes, that is some shiner. His throat still kinda hurt from almost being strangled to death, but he otherwise felt fine…]

Darling, I don't care if you fucked him up or not.. you can't be getting into fights like that, we have a daughter, what if that guy had managed to kill you or something..? I can't lose you... I can't lose you again...

“…okay, okay, I’m sorry…it wasn’t even my fault, he just attacked me out of nowhere! I was just trying to protect myself and I slashes his face! He tried to choke me out!”

[Scripter sighed. Right. Family. He can’t let his daughter grow up without a father. Hopefully he doesn’t find out WHY he got beat up…]

It's.. it's okay, just please be more careful next time..

—He finally brought the first aid kit and began to gently patch up Scripter, placing a soft kiss over every bandage and band-aid.—

Who even was it, love? Who was the one that attacked you?

“…Issac. That jackass jumped me during my new job. I wouldn’t go after him, though. I wouldn’t wanna piss off Chancey Boy and his God friends…”

[He blushed a bit as the bandages were kissed. He truly did not deserve someone like Chief by his side, to be honest…]

—Chief sighed softly, cupping Scripter's face once he was done patching him up before placing a soft kiss on his lips, just a peck—

I won't go after him.. but if I ever bump into him you bet your ass I'll put a bullet through that skull...

“…Just…try not to get us both in trouble…I fucked up and I’m sorry…”

[Just don’t ask about the briefcase that he definitely didn’t hide well enough that may or may not be full of drugs-]

I won't, alright..?

—He smiled.. and paused for a second, sniffing the air. His head immediately snapped towards the briefcase, ears pinning back as he glared at Scripter—

. . .are you for real right now? Your new job is selling drugs?!

—Scripter buddy.. your husband is a CANINE. THAT USED TO BE A POLICE OFFICER.—

[…Shit, he forgot he could sniff those out…]

“What?! I’m a fucking hacker, and I have a rap sheet a mile long! There isn’t a legit job in the WORLD that would hire me!! It’s not like it’s a lot anyways!, I can just teleport them all away and bring em back whenever I need to hide them!”

“…which I probably should’ve done before…”

“Plus at least I hide them where Selene can’t reach them! You’ve done them with me before, Chief, we literally smoked weed in our bedroom last week!”

[…Scripter, the difference is that weed is LEGAL. The shit you’re selling is NOT.]

—Chief growled, grabbing Scripter by the neck of his shirt and pulling him close. This time it wasn't for a kiss, as usual, no. Chief was absolutely PISSED, his grip tight on Scripter's clothes as he spoke—

Listen here you DUMBASS. I DON'T CARE THAT YOU PUT THEM OUT OF REACH FROM SELENE, YOU'RE STILL HER FATHER. YOU WANT HER TO SEE YOU DRUGGED UP? TO SEE YOU HIGH OFF YOUR FUCKING MIND?! AND WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN YOU GET SHOT OR KILLED BECAUSE YOU'RE DISTRIBUTING FUCKING DRUGS AS IF THEY WERE CANDY AND YOU WERE IN SOME FUCKING NARCO TV SHOW?!

—He then threw Scripter down roughly. He was practically holding back from slapping him across the face right then and there.—

You'd better make all of them disappear right fucking now. You're a dad now, start acting like one. If no one is fucking hiring you then start your own damn business, but make it a legal one. And don't let me catch you with that shit again or I swear to fucking god I'll..- FUCK. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'LL DO.

—That last bit.. he seemed more frustrated than usual.—

“!!!, ACK!! GET OFF!!-”

[He flinched, almost shoving Chief off by instinct. Who the fuck did this MUTT think he was, touching him like that?! But before he could lay a hand on him, he heard Selene in the other room asking about the shouting. She sounded…worried. The tone must’ve scared her and she sounded like she was about to cry. He paused. He glared at Chief, but didn’t push him. He was clearly pissed off about being manhandled, though.]

“…Fine. I’ll get rid of them. But maybe YOU should think of a buisness idea too. Nobody’s gonna buy shit from me with my reputation. You didn’t murder admins. I did.”

[He stormed out to go and check on Selene, his expression softening slightly. He’s PISSED at Chief and wanted to slap him silly for thinking he could grab him like that, but he didn’t want Selene to hear them screaming at one another]

“…you ok in here sweetheart…?”

Tsk.. as if I haven't been looking for a damn place to open up my fucking bakery, asshole.

—Chief growled and ended up leaving for a walk, making sure to grab his pack of cigarettes before slamming the door shut. He just needed to cool off.—

—Selene was teary-eyed, sniffling as she looked up at Scripter, asking to be lifted up into his arms—

Are you and papa fighting...?

[He gently lifted her up, sighing and silently cursing under his breath for being an idiot. And for letting Chief take all the cigs. Just…take a deep breath.]

“…no…no we’re not, lil pup. Daddy did something really dumb and Mommy is right to yell at me for it. It’s just…ugh…”

[He sits down, letting her rest in his arms and looking up. Why is it so damn hard for him to not do this kind of shit…?! Breaking the law was fun! Ignoring the dumb rules of society was fun! But with Selene around, he can’t take those risks anymore…He needs to try and walk a straight and narrow path for her sake.]

[…He just pulled her closer. It’s still hard to believe she’s already so big, and talking in semi complete sentences…feels like yesterday he was just meeting her…so tiny, so helpless, so…completely reliant on him.]

“…You want some ice cream…? That would make you happy right…?”

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—Selene hid her face against Scripter's chest, hugging onto her father and slowly calming down. She'd already grown so much, she already knew so many things... And sadly she already understood a few things too, at least kind of..she understood fights, she understood they were normal.. but they still scared her.—

I wanna.. mhm...

—She gave a nod.. ice cream was good, it was always good... Right?—

[CW/TW: Bruises, mild blood, and hand marks on the neck. Proceed at your own risk]

“…yall think that I can cover these up with makeup? I really don’t want Chief to see this…”

“Motherfucker just tried to choke me out of nowhere…should’ve gone for the throat to be honest…”

@bunny-hunt1ng

. . .WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?! WHO DID THIS?!

—Chief IMMEDIATELY hurried over to Scripter, cupping his face with a look of pure worry on his face. His tail was practically tucked between his legs now—

Sit there- I-I'll uh- I'll fetch the first aid kit...

“It’s nothing babe, I just got into a fight…you should’ve seen the other guy. Fucked up his face real good.”

[Yikes, that is some shiner. His throat still kinda hurt from almost being strangled to death, but he otherwise felt fine…]

Darling, I don't care if you fucked him up or not.. you can't be getting into fights like that, we have a daughter, what if that guy had managed to kill you or something..? I can't lose you... I can't lose you again...

“…okay, okay, I’m sorry…it wasn’t even my fault, he just attacked me out of nowhere! I was just trying to protect myself and I slashes his face! He tried to choke me out!”

[Scripter sighed. Right. Family. He can’t let his daughter grow up without a father. Hopefully he doesn’t find out WHY he got beat up…]

It's.. it's okay, just please be more careful next time..

—He finally brought the first aid kit and began to gently patch up Scripter, placing a soft kiss over every bandage and band-aid.—

Who even was it, love? Who was the one that attacked you?

“…Issac. That jackass jumped me during my new job. I wouldn’t go after him, though. I wouldn’t wanna piss off Chancey Boy and his God friends…”

[He blushed a bit as the bandages were kissed. He truly did not deserve someone like Chief by his side, to be honest…]

—Chief sighed softly, cupping Scripter's face once he was done patching him up before placing a soft kiss on his lips, just a peck—

I won't go after him.. but if I ever bump into him you bet your ass I'll put a bullet through that skull...

“…Just…try not to get us both in trouble…I fucked up and I’m sorry…”

[Just don’t ask about the briefcase that he definitely didn’t hide well enough that may or may not be full of drugs-]

I won't, alright..?

—He smiled.. and paused for a second, sniffing the air. His head immediately snapped towards the briefcase, ears pinning back as he glared at Scripter—

. . .are you for real right now? Your new job is selling drugs?!

—Scripter buddy.. your husband is a CANINE. THAT USED TO BE A POLICE OFFICER.—

[…Shit, he forgot he could sniff those out…]

“What?! I’m a fucking hacker, and I have a rap sheet a mile long! There isn’t a legit job in the WORLD that would hire me!! It’s not like it’s a lot anyways!, I can just teleport them all away and bring em back whenever I need to hide them!”

“…which I probably should’ve done before…”

“Plus at least I hide them where Selene can’t reach them! You’ve done them with me before, Chief, we literally smoked weed in our bedroom last week!”

[…Scripter, the difference is that weed is LEGAL. The shit you’re selling is NOT.]

—Chief growled, grabbing Scripter by the neck of his shirt and pulling him close. This time it wasn't for a kiss, as usual, no. Chief was absolutely PISSED, his grip tight on Scripter's clothes as he spoke—

Listen here you DUMBASS. I DON'T CARE THAT YOU PUT THEM OUT OF REACH FROM SELENE, YOU'RE STILL HER FATHER. YOU WANT HER TO SEE YOU DRUGGED UP? TO SEE YOU HIGH OFF YOUR FUCKING MIND?! AND WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN YOU GET SHOT OR KILLED BECAUSE YOU'RE DISTRIBUTING FUCKING DRUGS AS IF THEY WERE CANDY AND YOU WERE IN SOME FUCKING NARCO TV SHOW?!

—He then threw Scripter down roughly. He was practically holding back from slapping him across the face right then and there.—

You'd better make all of them disappear right fucking now. You're a dad now, start acting like one. If no one is fucking hiring you then start your own damn business, but make it a legal one. And don't let me catch you with that shit again or I swear to fucking god I'll..- FUCK. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'LL DO.

—That last bit.. he seemed more frustrated than usual.—

“!!!, ACK!! GET OFF!!-”

[He flinched, almost shoving Chief off by instinct. Who the fuck did this MUTT think he was, touching him like that?! But before he could lay a hand on him, he heard Selene in the other room asking about the shouting. She sounded…worried. The tone must’ve scared her and she sounded like she was about to cry. He paused. He glared at Chief, but didn’t push him. He was clearly pissed off about being manhandled, though.]

“…Fine. I’ll get rid of them. But maybe YOU should think of a buisness idea too. Nobody’s gonna buy shit from me with my reputation. You didn’t murder admins. I did.”

[He stormed out to go and check on Selene, his expression softening slightly. He’s PISSED at Chief and wanted to slap him silly for thinking he could grab him like that, but he didn’t want Selene to hear them screaming at one another]

“…you ok in here sweetheart…?”

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Tsk.. as if I haven't been looking for a damn place to open up my fucking bakery, asshole.

—Chief growled and ended up leaving for a walk, making sure to grab his pack of cigarettes before slamming the door shut. He just needed to cool off.—

—Selene was teary-eyed, sniffling as she looked up at Scripter, asking to be lifted up into his arms—

Are you and papa fighting...?

[CW/TW: Bruises, mild blood, and hand marks on the neck. Proceed at your own risk]

“…yall think that I can cover these up with makeup? I really don’t want Chief to see this…”

“Motherfucker just tried to choke me out of nowhere…should’ve gone for the throat to be honest…”

@bunny-hunt1ng

. . .WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?! WHO DID THIS?!

—Chief IMMEDIATELY hurried over to Scripter, cupping his face with a look of pure worry on his face. His tail was practically tucked between his legs now—

Sit there- I-I'll uh- I'll fetch the first aid kit...

“It’s nothing babe, I just got into a fight…you should’ve seen the other guy. Fucked up his face real good.”

[Yikes, that is some shiner. His throat still kinda hurt from almost being strangled to death, but he otherwise felt fine…]

Darling, I don't care if you fucked him up or not.. you can't be getting into fights like that, we have a daughter, what if that guy had managed to kill you or something..? I can't lose you... I can't lose you again...

“…okay, okay, I’m sorry…it wasn’t even my fault, he just attacked me out of nowhere! I was just trying to protect myself and I slashes his face! He tried to choke me out!”

[Scripter sighed. Right. Family. He can’t let his daughter grow up without a father. Hopefully he doesn’t find out WHY he got beat up…]

It's.. it's okay, just please be more careful next time..

—He finally brought the first aid kit and began to gently patch up Scripter, placing a soft kiss over every bandage and band-aid.—

Who even was it, love? Who was the one that attacked you?

“…Issac. That jackass jumped me during my new job. I wouldn’t go after him, though. I wouldn’t wanna piss off Chancey Boy and his God friends…”

[He blushed a bit as the bandages were kissed. He truly did not deserve someone like Chief by his side, to be honest…]

—Chief sighed softly, cupping Scripter's face once he was done patching him up before placing a soft kiss on his lips, just a peck—

I won't go after him.. but if I ever bump into him you bet your ass I'll put a bullet through that skull...

“…Just…try not to get us both in trouble…I fucked up and I’m sorry…”

[Just don’t ask about the briefcase that he definitely didn’t hide well enough that may or may not be full of drugs-]

I won't, alright..?

—He smiled.. and paused for a second, sniffing the air. His head immediately snapped towards the briefcase, ears pinning back as he glared at Scripter—

. . .are you for real right now? Your new job is selling drugs?!

—Scripter buddy.. your husband is a CANINE. THAT USED TO BE A POLICE OFFICER.—

[…Shit, he forgot he could sniff those out…]

“What?! I’m a fucking hacker, and I have a rap sheet a mile long! There isn’t a legit job in the WORLD that would hire me!! It’s not like it’s a lot anyways!, I can just teleport them all away and bring em back whenever I need to hide them!”

“…which I probably should’ve done before…”

“Plus at least I hide them where Selene can’t reach them! You’ve done them with me before, Chief, we literally smoked weed in our bedroom last week!”

[…Scripter, the difference is that weed is LEGAL. The shit you’re selling is NOT.]

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—Chief growled, grabbing Scripter by the neck of his shirt and pulling him close. This time it wasn't for a kiss, as usual, no. Chief was absolutely PISSED, his grip tight on Scripter's clothes as he spoke—

Listen here you DUMBASS. I DON'T CARE THAT YOU PUT THEM OUT OF REACH FROM SELENE, YOU'RE STILL HER FATHER. YOU WANT HER TO SEE YOU DRUGGED UP? TO SEE YOU HIGH OFF YOUR FUCKING MIND?! AND WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN YOU GET SHOT OR KILLED BECAUSE YOU'RE DISTRIBUTING FUCKING DRUGS AS IF THEY WERE CANDY AND YOU WERE IN SOME FUCKING NARCO TV SHOW?!

—He then threw Scripter down roughly. He was practically holding back from slapping him across the face right then and there.—

You'd better make all of them disappear right fucking now. You're a dad now, start acting like one. If no one is fucking hiring you then start your own damn business, but make it a legal one. And don't let me catch you with that shit again or I swear to fucking god I'll..- FUCK. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'LL DO.

—That last bit.. he seemed more frustrated than usual.—

[CW/TW: Bruises, mild blood, and hand marks on the neck. Proceed at your own risk]

“…yall think that I can cover these up with makeup? I really don’t want Chief to see this…”

“Motherfucker just tried to choke me out of nowhere…should’ve gone for the throat to be honest…”

@bunny-hunt1ng

. . .WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?! WHO DID THIS?!

—Chief IMMEDIATELY hurried over to Scripter, cupping his face with a look of pure worry on his face. His tail was practically tucked between his legs now—

Sit there- I-I'll uh- I'll fetch the first aid kit...

“It’s nothing babe, I just got into a fight…you should’ve seen the other guy. Fucked up his face real good.”

[Yikes, that is some shiner. His throat still kinda hurt from almost being strangled to death, but he otherwise felt fine…]

Darling, I don't care if you fucked him up or not.. you can't be getting into fights like that, we have a daughter, what if that guy had managed to kill you or something..? I can't lose you... I can't lose you again...

“…okay, okay, I’m sorry…it wasn’t even my fault, he just attacked me out of nowhere! I was just trying to protect myself and I slashes his face! He tried to choke me out!”

[Scripter sighed. Right. Family. He can’t let his daughter grow up without a father. Hopefully he doesn’t find out WHY he got beat up…]

It's.. it's okay, just please be more careful next time..

—He finally brought the first aid kit and began to gently patch up Scripter, placing a soft kiss over every bandage and band-aid.—

Who even was it, love? Who was the one that attacked you?

“…Issac. That jackass jumped me during my new job. I wouldn’t go after him, though. I wouldn’t wanna piss off Chancey Boy and his God friends…”

[He blushed a bit as the bandages were kissed. He truly did not deserve someone like Chief by his side, to be honest…]

—Chief sighed softly, cupping Scripter's face once he was done patching him up before placing a soft kiss on his lips, just a peck—

I won't go after him.. but if I ever bump into him you bet your ass I'll put a bullet through that skull...

“…Just…try not to get us both in trouble…I fucked up and I’m sorry…”

[Just don’t ask about the briefcase that he definitely didn’t hide well enough that may or may not be full of drugs-]

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I won't, alright..?

—He smiled.. and paused for a second, sniffing the air. His head immediately snapped towards the briefcase, ears pinning back as he glared at Scripter—

. . .are you for real right now? Your new job is selling drugs?!

—Scripter buddy.. your husband is a CANINE. THAT USED TO BE A POLICE OFFICER.—

[CW/TW: Bruises, mild blood, and hand marks on the neck. Proceed at your own risk]

“…yall think that I can cover these up with makeup? I really don’t want Chief to see this…”

“Motherfucker just tried to choke me out of nowhere…should’ve gone for the throat to be honest…”

@bunny-hunt1ng

. . .WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?! WHO DID THIS?!

—Chief IMMEDIATELY hurried over to Scripter, cupping his face with a look of pure worry on his face. His tail was practically tucked between his legs now—

Sit there- I-I'll uh- I'll fetch the first aid kit...

“It’s nothing babe, I just got into a fight…you should’ve seen the other guy. Fucked up his face real good.”

[Yikes, that is some shiner. His throat still kinda hurt from almost being strangled to death, but he otherwise felt fine…]

Darling, I don't care if you fucked him up or not.. you can't be getting into fights like that, we have a daughter, what if that guy had managed to kill you or something..? I can't lose you... I can't lose you again...

“…okay, okay, I’m sorry…it wasn’t even my fault, he just attacked me out of nowhere! I was just trying to protect myself and I slashes his face! He tried to choke me out!”

[Scripter sighed. Right. Family. He can’t let his daughter grow up without a father. Hopefully he doesn’t find out WHY he got beat up…]

It's.. it's okay, just please be more careful next time..

—He finally brought the first aid kit and began to gently patch up Scripter, placing a soft kiss over every bandage and band-aid.—

Who even was it, love? Who was the one that attacked you?

“…Issac. That jackass jumped me during my new job. I wouldn’t go after him, though. I wouldn’t wanna piss off Chancey Boy and his God friends…”

[He blushed a bit as the bandages were kissed. He truly did not deserve someone like Chief by his side, to be honest…]