Rocky Rickaby.

18+, indie, semi-selective Rocky Rickaby of Lackadaisy. Run by Blue! She/her, 19.

[rxckaby]

Rules found on @let-me-be-surprised!

Verse One- Main. Rocky works for the Lackadaisy speakeasy under Mitzi May!

Verse Two- AU. Any sort of AU he’s placed in!

DISCLAIMER: I haven’t read the comic, but I have seen the YouTube pilot, so don’t spoil stuff for me about the comic, please and thank you!

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💬 1  🔁 0  ❤️ 1 · “you don't strike me as the sort of person people forget.” @rxckaby ship contenttttt :3 "...You'd be wrong, Rocky." It wa

Rocky was quite surprised. ‘Well, why not?’ he almost asked, but Mika spoke first.

Oh. Underestimated, compared to others. Feeling like they didn’t matter??

Nope! Not on his watch!

Even if it stung internally to hear the things Mika had felt… as well as himself, to another degree. Different situations, but he hoped he understood. And made him an odd mix of relieved and anxious to hear that Mika had ALSO slept in a car. Oh, boy… here goes nothin’.

The tabby cat’s fingers squeezed Mika’s, a smile forming on his face; he swept his tail around his partner, too, for extra comfort measures™️.

“If it’s of any consolation, Mika,” Rocky told them with a widening, sweet smile, “I wouldn’t forget you. To me, you’re unforgettable in the most beautiful, perfect way I can express it.” He turned his body towards him and put his hands on their cheeks. His eyes were half-lidded, but pupils wide.

“Oh, by the way, I, ah… I… might… live in a car that’s not in my possession. Miss M doesn’t know, I don’t think…”

Feeling awkward now, Rocky blushed and giggled uneasily. His hands slipped from Mika’s face to wring together nervously. “It’s the speakeasy’s… so, uhhhh… no need to feel any discomfort in having slept in one. I’ve been living in this one forrrrrr… a while, I’d say…!”

Blinking, his blue gaze flicked up/sideways to the half-clouded, half-starry sky above their heads from where they sat. Maybe he could save this?!

“Uh, Mika, do you, perhaps… would you like to go back to The Afterlife? I- I mean, with-… me, if you want any company…!” The feline groan-laughed and shook his head, visibly flustered. “I must be a bit more shaken-up than I thought! Yesterday’s rum-run was tedious, and it was very difficult to get away before I’d have earned myself a bullet to the gut…”

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Send in "BOXED IN" for our muses to be stuck in close proximity.

[rxckaby]

(😸) GODDDD I’m still struggling to figure out how to write this guy HELP

[afterliifedefied]

Weigh Down On Me Stay TILL Morning Way Down, Would You Say I'm Still WORTHY?

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[rxckaby]

(😸) My muse for Rocky is back suddenly and he craves stuff like “hey wanna go blow stuff up with me?” Perhaps lmao

Like this post for an ask! Specify muse if you’re a multi!

[electricea]

little fluff thing for @rxckaby!

"I'm telling you - this place is amazing! You totally won't be disappointed!"

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“Well, there aren’t a lot of places I can’t find some kind of amazement in!” the young man countered, sending a bent elbow into Ryuji’s upper arm. “And… I’ll try not to cause too much pandemonium this time…!”

Rocky’s toothy, sharp grin had gotten wider at the sorta-nervous quip he’d made; he would try to stay out of trouble, but everything in a new place could be explored and observed! Or interacted with, which sometimes seemed to become an urgent problem!

A thick-furred, gray and beige tabby tail flicked back and forth, excited, and, naturally, the feline was walking faster than he needed to.

“How come you haven’t even given me a hint yet?” Rocky asked, spinning on his heel. He was now walking backwards, facing Ryuji with one of his thick brows arched up and his lips curled into a playful smirk. “Is this place so fun that I can’t be given any details?!” He gasped, dismayed, purposely being visibly over-dramatic…!

…only to finish with:

“…ah, whatever the case may be, I’m glad that you chose me to tag along!” He put a hand to the silky orange tie on his chest. “I’ve been told I can be the… energetic type once or twice, so having me around in scenarios such as these can’t NOT be fun, right?!”

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↖️Achievement: Demolition Expert

🏆 This Muse has an obsession with Explosives and really likes to make a BIG BANG!

[dappergent1927]

Rocky's Yearning

Fans have once again been discussing Rocky's romantic preferences

It would appear he can be best described as "approvalsexual/approvalromantic"

He could fall in love with/get very unhealthily fixated on pleasing anyone that shows him kindness and validation, man or woman

It makes sense considering he has had so little of that after years of drifting from place to place and never really belonging anywhere after leaving the Mcmurray House

The reason that fixation is currently on Mitzi is because she literally picked him up off the street and treated him with warmth and affection, probably the first person to do so in a while

Hence his willingness to now endanger himself for booze just in the hope of pleasing her and keeping hold of the limited solid ground lackadaisy offers

If he "lets down" Mitzi and Lackadaisy goes under he will be adrift and unwanted again

You can see the pain/anxiety on him whenever he feels he has dissapointed her, or when he sees her getting too cosy with Wick, whose wealthy assistance could make him superfluous

It is perhaps not so much that he is in love with/attracted to Mitzi as a person so much as he is reliant on the validation and stability he recieves from her

As such its very easy to imagine that in an AU where Atlas was the one to do it, or Wick, or Viktor, or Zib, or any of the male cast, he would have been just as fixated and desperate to please any of them

Its especially amusing in Wick's case imagining a complete inversion of the canon

With Rocky desperate to be Wick's "number one guy" and being hostile and passive aggressive as hell to Mitzi "that home wrecking gold digger" May and doing everything to block her flirting XD

[rxckaby]

Inbox call!

Like for Rocky to bother your muse! Specify who, please, if you’re a multi!

[heedingcalls]

MOTHER'S COME ; she is the N I G H T . . .

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[rxckaby]

“I’M SOMETHING CALLED ‘PAN’ AND I’M GONNA MAKE IT EVERYONE’S PROBLEM!!!!”

[1995-9]

[rxckaby]

He nodded, blowing out through his mouth slowly. “Yes. Please. That’d be… that’d be swell!” he tried to exclaim in an attempt to lighten the mood, but it ended in him sharply exhaling, only for a split second, as that horrible sting started back up.

It seemed as though it were lighting his whole torso on fire; it only further cemented his belief that Mitzi could NOT find out about this. In his somewhat-delirious mind, Rocky assumed Ms. M would simply boot him right out of the whole place because he’d gotten himself into ANOTHER situation in which his life was in danger.

She couldn’t rely on someone like that.

That idea alone was enough to make his heart race.

Rocky took the washcloth from the girl and put it between his teeth. With that, eyes half open, he went still under than give a trembling thumbs up.

With his bloody paw.

[memcria]

"Al--alright...! Here it goes..." Ivy swallowed, forcing herself to steady her hands for the procedure. Rocky was depending on her!

Taking a deep breath, she brought the needle to the wound and started slowing stitching him back up. It probably took longer than needed but she didn't wanna take any chances messing it up.

She heaved out an exhausted breath once she was done. "That should do it!" She proclaimed, setting the needle and thread aside on the sink.

[rxckaby]

Rocky’s body stiffened as soon as the first stitch came in; he tried to muffle a curse, but did so poorly. “Ahhhh, damn-”

Good thing he had a washcloth in his mouth…

It seemed to take forever, the stitching; Rocky’s flattened ears lifted immediately after Ivy announced that she was done- and he promptly spat the washcloth out. “Eugh. T-tastes like soap…!”

Panting, he lifted his head and proffered a weak grin. “Thank you, Miss Pepper… ah-… now I just need to figure out how t’ make sure Miss M doesn’t find out about this… slice in my gut.”

He paused for a heartbeat, an anxious smile on his lips. “Well… if I don’t bend down or stretch, maaaaaaybe it won’t catch her eye!”

He stood, though wobbly, and huffed. “Huh-ooh… ow. That’s gonna hurt for a few days. But I still appreciate your assistance, Miss Pepper…!”

He turned and washed his hands clean of blood, blinking rather sluggishly. He didn’t bother to dry them regularly. He just shook them off.

Blue eyes flicked towards Ivy as Rocky huffed, trying to keep his torso as straight as possible. “…say, is- is there anything I can do for you in return? It was quite the fortunate happenstance that you were here when I got back! I owe you one… or-… two, maybe…”

[rxckaby]

(😸) Me, seeing that Mordecai is a ‘most active’ muse on Rayne’s blog:

@heedingcalls

[ruustrr]

the guy ‼️‼️ he's ‼️‼️ its the guy ‼️‼️

[ruustrr]

there he is ‼️‼️ look at him go ‼️‼️ its him ‼️‼️