QUESTION HOUR. ASK ME ANYTHING. ANON OR NOT.
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QUESTION HOUR. ASK ME ANYTHING. ANON OR NOT.
Because I can | venomxblast
She struggled for a moment, but experience had taught her resistance was useless when it came to Screech, and the fight, half-hearted to begin with, was over quickly, and she let herself sink back into his chest. A flicker of a smile pulled at her lips at the kiss, and her fingers linked in with his subconsciously. She sighed at his words- she should have known he’d know exactly what she was thinking.
She considered being pissed off for a moment, but decided against it- she knew what he was trying to say, and in any case she just didn’t have the energy. Her thumb brushed across his knuckles lightly, an automatic gesture that she barely even noticed. “Say it all ya want, won’t make me think any different,” she muttered.
He wanted to smile, but her words went against her actions, which made him sigh lightly. "I'll find a way to make you think different. Even if I have to throw you into a pile of dirty clothes or whatever grosses you out. You're better than all of this. And think about it, one day we'll have a house somewhere. I'll show you how to properly celebrate the holidays - a barbeque rather than a stupid turkey." Okay, os he was going off-topic; but he honestly couldn't find any straight words to use to directly make her feel better. So distraction was his next method.
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Because I can | venomxblast
Venom hated feeling like this. Weak. Helpless. They were right, she was fucking pathetic and if anything were to happen to her friends it would be her fault, she’d be powerless to help them and she’d watch them die knowing she was helpless to do anything. She tried keeping strong, keeping her brave face up, but eventually she retreated into her room, tucked herself away where she couldn’t get in the way. Pathetic. Just like they said. Just like hesaid.
Curled up in bed, she was just drifting off when she felt the bed shift behind her, jumping in apprehension untill she recognised Screech’s arms, his smell and his breath. She curled up even smaller, almost trying to escape his touch. Someone like him deserved better than her. Weak. Useless.
He only pulled her closer to him, planting a soft kiss on her cheek. "Nah-uh, you're not wriggling away from me." And now he had to think of words. Fun. He was an airhead bloke and words weren't his speciality. "And don't you dare think you're weak." He kept his voice low and calm, trying to comfort her. "I've seen you when you're pissed off, nothing gets in your way."
Aaaand you fucked up, he mentally scolded himself, slightly embarrassed at how he'd done so well then kinda goofed.
Because I can | venomxblast
Okay, so maybe he wasn't always the best at showing emotion, he was violent and a show off at best. But Screech honestly cared for Venom. It just happened to be a real crappy lifestyle choice to be in the Zones. How could he treat her to anything? He couldn't go out and show her the stars, that was too cliche. A romantic dinner, watching a film together... there were no original ideas anymore. So Screech just decided on the most simple thing to show his affection.
He waited until the coast was clear, before he silently made his way to Venom's bed, assuming she was asleep down to the lack of light in the room. Ah well, he thought to himself, I'll still surprise her. Screech snuck around to the other side and crawled into the bed, draping an arm over her body as he made sure to get nice and close to her.
Here little greyface bastard...
I'm gonna teach you a lesson about scaring my Chica.
Oi, bitches.
Get up and smile. I found chocolate and vodka.
Aaaaah, y’know how to make a broken girl smile, cariño.
Oh Chica, you know I can't let my little firecracker stay broken for long.
Oi, bitches.
Get up and smile. I found chocolate and vodka.
Every Day is Character Development Day
Put one in my ask box and don't forget to reblog it yourself.
Chief: What are my character's biggest character flaws/ego defenses? Do they succumb to self-deprecation, self-destruction, martyrdom, stubbornness, greed, arrogance, impatience, or all of the above? Which one of these traits do they hate the most?
Persona: What does my character's mask look like? How do they want others to see them, and how far are they willing to go to uphold this act? Do they know of it's existence, and do they willingly control it?
Shadow: If my character was allowed to act in the most selfish, destructive, immature way possible, what would they do? Is my character more likely to hide their negative traits, express them directly, project them into the real world, attempt to heal them, or just simply accept them?
Fear: What is it that my character is most afraid of when it comes to their own personal demons? Do they suffer from feelings of inadequacy, helplessness, worthlessness? Do they fear change, not having enough, being vulnerable, or maybe mourn lost opportunities?
Goal: If my character were to choose one of these as their ultimate goal, what do I think they would choose? The choices are dominance, growth, and acceptance.
Guys, I’m gonna extend my semi hiatus until the 29th.
the 28th is a three year mark for all Avenged Sevenfold fans and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep my characters all happy on that day when I’ll be so low.
Don’t hate me, I love you all <3
ey, cariño. you ever get pissed about havin' to share the mun with glossie?
Yeah, it can be annoying. I don't get enough love from her compared to Blondie.
I get jealous more than angry. But it's fine, she adores me because I'm Australian. So I'm her favourite in secret.
((Screeeechyyy. OWL.))
And then when she does that I want to hit her.
((But you won't because you love meeeeee))
I think she's had caffeine today. God save us all.
Heh… ain’t nobody missed me, don’t lie…
You better, pretty boy, fuckin’ need y…. Don’t leave me here alone, ‘ve been alone too fuckin’ long…
I missed you, I ain't lying about that.
I'm a-comin', Chica. Not far off now.
You better have a good reason to wake me up, matey.
Well, if you don’t want a bite of the chocolate I found, fine. Go back to sleep.
Chocolate?
I'm up, wide awake.
Ask the Character about their Roleplayer
[[ lmfaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao. Be Redic. ]]
((Do it. PLEASE.))
“Hey, lump. Get up. I know Ritalin rats that sleep less than you do.”
You better have a good reason to wake me up, matey.
I’m on my way right now, just keep talkin’.
‘F I kept talkin’ you’d leave me here to rot, chico… Ain’t no-one wants to hear this old blabber…
Yeah, you better be… Alone for too long, ‘t’s all… ugh…
Ev’rythin’ hurts, novio, it- - [static] soon, yeah?
I wanna hear you talking, Chica. I've missed your sweet voice on the waves.
I'm drivin' as fast as I can, you stay awake and you keep talking.