Jinkies!

Velma Dinkley / 24 / Computer whiz and brainiac. ❝ Mystery is my mistress. I must heed her sweet call. ❞

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zoinkshaggy​:

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It was hard to sleep without Velma. He hadn’t slept much the night before and he had worked all day, so Shaggy turned in early, but it had taken him awhile to drift off even with his exhaustion. The bed just felt cold and lonely when his wife wasn’t beside of him. He’d rather sleep on the floor with her than the comfiest of beds by himself. He knew she’d join him when she had un-winded though, and she deserved some her time, so he’d showered her with kisses before heading to bed and told her to let him know if Ollie woke, he’d look after him so she could rest and read another chapter of her book. He wasn’t exactly a light sleeper, he didn’t realize she’d crawled into bed until she spoke, even then taking a moment to come out of his dream of… talking pizzas. “Hm?” He mumbled at first, rolling to face her as he began to register her words.  “C’mere,” he pulled her into his arms, nuzzling his face into her hair with a sleepy content sigh, forcing one eyelid open, “what’s wrong? You’re not sad, are you? You sound sad…”

She wasn’t sure if she wanted to tell him the news just yet. Perhaps it would’ve been a better conversation over some morning coffee. Not half awake after a long day of taking care of the baby. She wasn’t sure, she just didn’t want to worry him. She happily sunk into his arms, nuzzling just as close with her forehead pressed to his neck. His warmth immediately calmed her worries, but that same sorrowful ache was still there. One that she had desperately tried to wish away for many years. “Maybe just a little sad.” She whispered hesitantly. There was no point in lying to her husband. They had been friends since they were mere kids, he knew well enough when she wasn’t okay. “I just got off the phone with Remus a few minutes ago--” She paused knowing what was really bothering her. Taking in a small breath, she curled her fingers around the fabric of his shirt for support. “Were you ever upset that we couldn’t have children of our own?”

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zoinkshaggy​:

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Remus waited with baited breath. He knew his mom, she wasn’t the type to lash out, he knew she wouldn’t yell at him or talk down to him, but he hated the idea of letting her down. Again. He took a quick glance over his shoulder to make sure no one was passing by he knew, he wasn’t trying to let news slip out before Allison had a chance to tell Wally and Jim. Something he was not looking forward to at all. He still had to inform his sister, too, and they should probably reach out to their closest friends before it became common knowledge. “You’re not?” He asked, unsure if he was surprised. She was a logical person, and he couldn’t think of once off the top of his head he’d actually seen her angry. Which was probably why he was so afraid of being the one to make her angry. “I’m sure.” If Allison hadn’t wanted to keep the baby, he would have supported her decision and accepted it, but the thought wouldn’t have crossed his own mind. The way he saw it, he wanted to be with Allison forever. They were young, but they weren’t kids anymore. If they were going to have a family eventually, did it really matter if it happened now or in a few years when they were actively trying? “I actually… I was happy when she told me. I know I don’t have the best… I haven’t made the best… decisions in the past…” He took a deep breath and paused for a moment, he was struggling to explain himself, to put his thoughts into words. His mind was still racing anytime he actually thought of the fact that they were going to be responsible for a new life, a tiny human being. “I do love her. And I’ll love our baby, too. This is what I want, I don’t have any doubt in my mind. We might not have been expecting this, and I might not have any idea what to do, but… I’m sure I’ll figure it out. We’ll figure it out, together. And I know you and dad are always just a phone call away, right?”

“Of course not, honey.” She reassured her son with a small smile. “You know your father and I were once young teenagers in love too. I get it.” She knew if her and Shaggy had the opportunity they would’ve had children a lot sooner. “Then you have my blessing.” That was all the convincing it took. If Remus was happy and so was Allison, she was too. Besides how could she not be excited about her first grandbaby? “Truth is, no one is ever ready for a baby. No matter the circumstance.  But love, as long as you have love. It will guide you further than you could ever imagine. It guided me.” Velma kept her voice soft, smiling as memories of being young and in love flooded her thoughts. “I’m happy for you honey, and maybe a little excited?” She laughed and nodded at his words. “Of course we’re always a phone call away. I’d love to come and fly out to the baby shower or gender reveal if Allison  intends to have one. If you ever need help financially Remus don’t be afraid to ask, okay? Babies tend to rack up the bank account but I want to help you both. Just know I’m always here, no matter what.”

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evergiots​:

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           WHILE KATRINA WAS A TYPE OF ARTIST HERSELF ,  few  were  the  times  she’d  been  someone  else’s  muse .  in  fact ,  she  could  only  think  of  one  person  off  the  back  of  her  hand ,  one  that  was  also  her  muse .  for  that  very  reason ,  she  couldn’t  help  but  feel  enthusiastic  when  the  stranger  approached  her ,  painting  a  smile  on  the  ballerina’s  lips .   ❝  really ,  me ?  thank  you ,  ❞  the  look  in  her  eyes  was  one  of  appreciation ,  examining  the  drawing  as  if  it  were  a  grand  masterpiece .  ❝  oh ,  don’t  even  apologize .  i  love  blue ,  it’s  a  beautiful  color .  one  of  my  absolute  favorites ,  ❞  which  only  made  her  like  the  drawing  even  more .  ❝  are  you  dropping  off  here ,  too ?  i’d  love  to  buy  you  a  coffee  or  something  in  return .    ❞

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Olive could feel the warmth and genuineness radiating from the woman. She wasn’t sure if it was her soft tone of voice or her starlight smile. “You’re welcome. I’m just glad you like it to be honest. I haven’t had a muse in a long time. I was scared that I wouldn’t be able to sketch again for a moment.” Olive joked, but the sentiment still held true. “Oh-! that’s awfully kind of you. I’d love that as long as I’m not intruding on any of your plans?”

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schoolmascotbyday​:

Amelia could easily call her dad to pick her up, or walk, but she didn’t want to burden him and she was feeling rather lazy. It was how she’d ended up on the subway in the first place, trying not to look anyone in the eye as she distracted herself with her newest gaming obsession via her apps. Standing up when she was close enough to her stop, she wasn’t expecting or wanting to be spoken to, but the other girl seemed harmless enough. “Your muse?” She repeated, hardly believing what she’d heard. Sure, she knew she wasn’t ugly. She was a model, after all. But she didn’t consider herself the type of pretty that would make a stranger stop and notice. And want to draw her, at that. “Blue is really nice. I love this.” She reached for the phone she had just slipped into her pocket. “Can I take a picture of it before I leave?”

“Mhm.” Olive gave a reassuring nod, hoping she hadn’t picked the wrong stranger to draw. Not everyone had good intentions but she was naïve enough to believe it true. When the blonde declared she liked it Olive let out a small breath of victory. She wasn’t sure how she’d react to rejection but she knew it wouldn’t feel nice. Olive shook her head slightly. “No, no no. You can totally keep it. I’d want you to have the original anyway. It is you after all.” She reassured with a small giggle.

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upsetting-candles​:

Oberon had been more than ready to go home. There was something about the way the weather was changing that tugged on him, inside and out, and all he wanted to do was sleep. He wasn’t sure if that was his seasonal depression rearing its head or if he was just letting life in general cloud his head. Whatever it was, he was already tired of it. He’d settled on the bus, lost in his own mood as an audiobook played on his air pods; the thought of a good cup of coffee a few slices of cold pizza, and reruns of The Umbrella Academy the only things that kept him sane as he waited for his stop. Finally, he stood, stuffing his hands in his pockets when someone stopped him. He was tempted to ignore her but when she ripped a page out of her sketchpad and passed it to him, he had to pause and take notice. She’d captured his likeness very well. He looked up and grinned slightly. 

“I….. Wow… this is really good. Thank you.”

Olive was pleased with is reaction. It was true her art could’ve critiqued in some ways but she mainly sketched for fun. This funk she was in wasn’t depleting her will to draw though however. It was beginning to get harder and harder just to pick up and a pencil or pen. Colors didn’t bring as much joy as they had before. Everything seemed blue. “You’re welcome. I hope you don’t mind but I hadn’t picked up my sketchbook in awhile. It was either now or never. You can keep it.” Olive flashed a friendly smile back. At least he liked it, that was all she could ask for.

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AFTER VELMA’S PHONE CALL WITH her son she slid back into bed next to her sleeping husband. She laid there for a few minutes without moving an inch. Her gaze remained at the ceiling while her thoughts began to race. She was worried for Remus, worried for Allison even. Not that she thought they couldn’t handle it, no she had a quite big deal of faith in them actually. The conversation just left her feeling a bit...sad. Her babies were getting older, she was getting older, her babies were having babies. It all felt a bit bittersweet. Velma shifted in bed so she could place her weight on one arm. Hovering over her husband slightly she began to whisper. “Shaggy? Could you just hold me for a bit?” She asked softly not sure if waking him was a good idea. But she knew if she were up any longer she’d find herself crying. “You can go back to sleep though if you’re too tired.” @zoinkshaggy​

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zoinkshaggy​:

“Oh, yeah, for sure,” he agreed, “you don’t want to stay up all night thinking about it or telling yourself just one more chapter. That’s why I can’t watch TV before bed.” He’d spent too many of his teen years staying up binge watching thrilling shows only to replay them in his dreams if he was even able to fall asleep. “No, no trouble,” he was quick to assure her, though that wasn’t entirely true. He hadn’t heard from his so called ‘birth mother’ in a few weeks since the last number he blocked, but every time he thought the person was gone, they’d start harassing him again. Either way, it was the last thing on his mind and there was no way he was bringing it up to his parents unless he had to. “Mom,” he mumbled, slightly embarrassed, though she had the right to ask. He glanced over his shoulder at the couple passing and offered them a sheepish grin before he turned his attention back to Velma. “Well, yeah, we have been… but… I guess not enough… or something.” He wasn’t entirely sure how this had even happened. They’d been careful enough to avoid this exact situation. Not that he was upset about it, stressed and nervous as Hell for sure, but not upset. Rubbing the back of his neck with the hand not holding the phone, he forced himself to meet his mother’s lagging eyes. “So, yeah, Allison’s pregnant. Surprise.”

No trouble? That only made Velma worry more. Concocting up several different scenario's to explain what the problem could be. “Well, that’s good, right?” She asked in a hopeful tone, but by her sons expression it revealed otherwise. Once she heard the classic ‘mom’ she zipped her lips knowing she was probably embarrassing him in front of a bunch of strangers. Watching her screen closely she wasn’t ready for what he said next. Her intuition had been right but she wasn’t sure how to feel. She pursed her lips into a thin line not wanting to over react. He didn’t need that kind of scolding. No, he wasn’t a little boy anymore. He was a grown man making grown decisions. How could Velma be mad at him for that? “I’m not mad if that’s what you’re expecting.” She spoke, and then took in a small breath. Allison was a nice girl and if they were to give her a grandbaby then she’d be excited for them nonetheless. “You’re old enough to make your own decisions Remus. Babies can be wonderful things, especially for those who can’t have their own.” Velma spoke from experience. She would’ve given anything to have babies of her own but it wasn’t in the cards for her.  “I love you Remus, and whatever you want or feel is best is what I want for you. I’ll support you in any way I can. I’m sure your father could attest to that sentiment as well. But you have to be sure Remy, you can’t toy with people’s lives like this. Is this what you want?” It was a hard conversation but one that needed to be discussed.

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leaderbev​:

   another day, another knick in the neck. his hands moved to rub at it roughly. as if the pain of it was going to bring instant relief. it did, for a minute or so before it began to bother him again. stevie sighed lowly – until he sees a figure approaching him suddenly from the corner of his eye. he shrinks into himself immediately, making himself seem smaller just in case. until he sees it’s her and he relaxes without even realizing. ‘ oh – olive, ’ he breathes out. it had been a bit since he had last seen her. only gathered slight glances of her occasionally but didn’t really feel a new to make his own presence known. stevie offers a sheepish smile. ‘ don’t mind, could never mind. it’s as beautiful as ever. would never expect anything less of the great artiste. wait, sit with me ? ’

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the utnoium and rogers clan had been close for as far as olive could remember. granted she hadn’t been adopted until her teen years, but she still knew their families were close before she had even come along. so when she saw stevie take a seat from across her she wanted to surprise him. he’d probably deny a drawing if she had asked, plus if she could make a friend smile just for today she would feel immensely better. “I’m glad you like it, i wasn’t sure if you’d agree to be my muse or not so i did in secret.” She giggled with a following curt nod. “of course I'll sit with you.” olivie moved from her seat to take the empty space besides stevie. “are you on your way home?”

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lockinteague​:

Darcy likes to do the ‘human’ things. Her father insisted that she needed a guard but Darcy liked ditching them. She didn’t need to be protected even if her Dad and Uncle Beck had the best intentions. She hit harder than her brothers did. She lost herself in her music but pulled a headphone out of her ear when she was handed the paper. She brightened up and grinned at the other girl, “Oh, but you’re so talented! It looks just like me!” She waved her hand, “Oh not everything has to be happy and cheery to be beautiful. I do like blue.”

Olive’s heart swelled twice it’s size at the girl’s reaction. People weren’t always kind even when you tried. So to heart the excitement laced within her voice made Olivia happy beyond belief. Maybe this was just the kick she needed to lift her spirits “You’re too sweet.” Olive said a bit flustered. “I’m glad you like it though. Maybe next time I see you again I’ll draw you in your favorite color!”

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fr0stedknight​:

before she noticed him, he saw her. a murky butterfly standing in front of him. alone in the woods, but why? she certainly had friends.  philemon was trying not to stare, eyes hidden behind the pages of his book, chapter 15 would be his next conquest. 

“it’s going to be hard with the way you just screech and sprouted up from the ground” there was a grin on the edge of his lips 

“quite impressive”

olive felt a tad bit like a fool, but she had to remind herself that it could’ve been worse. at least he found it amusing? that was a start. “I suppose I take after my father. he can be quite the frightened kitten sometimes.” finding herself smiling as memories from back home lingered through her head. “if you think that's impressive just wait until I'm really spooked.” she paused catching sight of the book in his hands. “Are you not coming to the festival?” he could’ve asked her the exact same thing but for now she’d settle for his answer first.

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zoinkshaggy​:

“Oh, good, that’s good. I hope your book is decent.” He felt a little bad for interrupting her quality time, something she probably didn’t get much of lately. Still, it was nice to hear she had a moment to relax — Remus worried about his mother stressing herself out too much. He knew how she was, the type to try to carry the weight of the world by herself, and he imagined having a baby just made life more stressful in… every area. Something to look forward to. “Yeah, yeah, it’s okay, everything is okay,” he nodded, clearing his throat. He knew he could count on her, he knew she was his biggest support system, but he couldn’t ignore the ball of anxiety in his stomach. He hated the idea of disappointing people, and his mom was number one on that list. “Just… I have something to tell you. Just don’t be too mad, okay?”

“It’s good! Just nothing serious plot wise. I like to wind down near bedtime not to be plagued with insomnia.” His mother giggled as she placed her bookmark between the pages she left off on. Velma Dinkley knew her eldest son well, maybe even too well sometimes. He was her baby after all, and when something was wrong she could sense it. She had only wished he called sooner, but didn’t want to force him. That was a toxic trait in parenting book she had read years earlier. And toxic was the last thing her son needed on his plate. She paused, the mental gears clicking together in her head as he spoke. Velma wasn’t sure if it was because she had an over reactive imagination or if it was her ability to piece puzzles together so quickly. Because the first thing she thought was pregnancy. “What’s going on Remus?” Velma asked her tone shifting as she squinted at her sons pixelated face. “Are you in some sort of trouble? Have you and Allison been using protection? I know you haven’t had ‘the talk’ with your dad in quite some time but I thought the topic was pretty self explanatory.” She whispered into the mic as if no one could hear her, which passerby's could definitely still hear her.

[zoinkshaggy]

In the middle of a festival was, in hindsight, not the best time to make an important call. But Remus had been putting this off for a hot minute, so he’d texted his mom earlier in the day to let her know he needed to talk to her. With such a young child on her hands, it was really a matter of when she had a free minute. Stepping away from the crowd, he pulled up his facetime, forcing a smile on his face. The last thing he wanted to do was cause Velma more worry, so he tried to make sure he looked as okay as possible. “Hey mama,” he greeted her, “how are you? How’s dad and Ollie?”

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When Velma got Remus’s text earlier on in the day she made sure to clear her schedule. Which was hard when it came to having a baby. Although Ollie was starting to gain a regular sleep schedule which was a relief to both Shaggy and Velma. Around eight’o’clock she was finally able to put Ollie to bed. Kissing him goodnight she shut the nursery door behind her. Collapsing on the couch Velma let out a content sigh, she could finally relax for the day. Velma spent her free time reading until her phone began to vibrate. Picking it up Velma smiled giddily even though the picture quality wasn’t perfect. It never was. “Hi baby! I’m doing fine, doing some light reading before bed. Ollie is asleep as well as your father. I wanted to give him a break for tonight. Ollie kept us up late last night with another teething fit.” She was rambling but it was cut short when she noticed her sons expression. “Remus is everything okay?”

[fr0stedknight]

sitting under an oak tree, dressed in tones of brown and cream Philemon took shelter away from what the night had to offer. you see, Philemon didn’t care for festivies, in his eyes they were all the same. the smell of popcorn and cotten candy overwhelmed him, and the sight of a large crowd celebrating something they did not understand, or care to understand just left him with a funny taste in his mouth.so he would stay away, read a book and read the night away. at least that was his plan.

“this is ridiculous” he spoke to himself,  the sounds of shrieks that reiterated through the air, we’re making it harder for him to concentrate.

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Olive loved festivals. The bright lights and intoxicating aroma of junk food. Laughter filled the air along with screams from the rides in between. She was supposed to be having fun but why did she feel so blue? Granted it would’ve been more fun with her friends but she didn’t want to burden them or ruin their time. Olivia held a frog plush she had won earlier with both of her hands as she wandered off the festival grounds. “I guess it’s just you and me, huh?” She asked her plush with a rather pitiful look. Hearing an unfamiliar voice caused her to jump. thinking her plush had sprouted legs and began to talk. Gods, this was embarrassing. Now noticing the boy by her feet she smiled sheepishly.

“Sorry-- I didn’t see you there. Is there a way you can like erase this moment from your memory?”

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FALL FESTIVAL ; OLIVE ROGERS AS TIFFANY VALENTINE

“Barbie eat your heart out.”

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OLIVE WAS ON HER WAY HOME FROM WORK. She really didn’t feel like walking and she had just enough money to take the subway. Taking her seat she settled in and put in her earbuds and took out her sketchbook. She wasn’t really sure on what to draw until she noticed a stranger from across her with rather prominent features. Olive began sketching the stranger, she hoped they wouldn’t mind. Once she was finished she noticed the stranger about to get up. She stood up and ripped the page out of her book and handed it to them. “I hope you don’t mind if I drew you, you were my muse for my ride home.” Olivia smiled softly. “I hope you don’t mind that it looks a lil’ gloomy. Blue is my favorite color right now.” A little white lie wouldn’t hurt.

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❝  𝔸𝕞 𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣? ❞

BASIC INFORMATION:

NAME — Olivia “Olive” Rae Rogers  ZODIAC / AGE  — Taurus/ Twenty-Five PRONOUNS — She/Her  SEXUALITY -- Bisexual OCCUPATION — going to university HOMETOWN  — Coolsville, Ohio

FATHER — Shaggy “Norville” Rogers  MOTHER — Velma Dinkley

POSITIVE TRAITS — creative, empathic, consistent   NEGATIVE TRAITS — naïve, sensitive, dependent

LIKES: springtime, new paint brushes, indie music, plants galore, green, van gogh, sun flowers, sketching in a meadow, macaroons, diy, clean sheets, love songs, nature, hiking, nights in, earl gray tea, hot showers, facetiming her dad, sun on her skin

UPDATE:

much has remained the same since we last saw olive rogers, but that is to be expected since she's such a routine based person. olive is a fairly positive  person but she's feeling rather homesick which has left her feeling rather blue. sure she has a lot of friends she could come to and distract herself but she doesn’t wish to burden them. if she’s honest she’s feeling rather lonely and distant from reality but she's trying not to let that affect her daily life, but it cant be helped. her recent paintings are missing the bright yellows and oranges and green, now they mainly consist of the shade blue. the plants in her apartment are drying as if its the middle of winter, even olives powers can’t bring them back. she doesn't know what's going on but she hopes to be out of this funk eventually.

CONNECTIONS:

remus rogers - brother mystery gang kids - childhood friends betty & stevie utonium - close friends perry & aaliya van dort - childhood friends darcy teague - close friend (hmu if you dont see a connections we’ve made! also hmu for more connections, crushes, exes, artist buddy, anything really!)

[zoinkshaggy]

Shaggy was convinced this was the end. He shouldn’t have left Scooby at home today, but he thought the dog needed a break. The man had been an anxious wreck lately and his pet didn’t deserve to work overtime because he couldn’t get a grip on his emotions. Still, he’d been looking over his shoulder, completely paranoid, for the last ten minutes, certain he was being chased by a chimera, a spider queen, something. He must have looked like he’d lost his mind to anyone who seen him, running through alleyways, ducking behind garbage cans, but he had to get away. He thought he’d escaped the invisible beast until he heard a rustling in the bush behind him. So this was the end. “Like, zoinks,” he gulped, squeezing his eyes shut, too afraid to see whatever had not actually been following him, “please don’t eat me, Mr. Monster, sir, I– I don’t taste good.”

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VELMA WASN’T FEELING LIKE HERSELF LATELY but she was willing to put on a brave face for the gang and her friends. Plus there were things she needed to do. She helped clean the streets with other volunteers and started researching what and where the monsters came from. Every lead led to a dead end, which wasn’t surprising. The things she had seen felt like they came straight from fiction. Velma hated leaving Shaggy alone, she knew he’d be a nervous wreck. She was beginning to feel anxious herself when he wasn’t around but there was nothing they could do. They couldn’t hide forever, they had to keep living. No matter how hard or frightening that thought was. Velma was on her way home when she caught a glimpse of Shaggy from behind. However he kept moving from her vision. Was he running? Soon she ran after him, slowing down once he came into her field of vision again. His words caused her heart to ache, she just wanted to make him feel better. “Not a monster, just your girlfriend. I promise.” She stated in a soft voice moving to face him. Stepping on her tip toes she placed a gentle kiss on his cheek and took his hands in hers. “Are you okay?”