#oc grima

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I completely forgot to post this!

Sam Drake and my OC, Grima Li (Human)

Amazing art comes from the lovely @gaaebolg 💐

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The Sweethearts 💌

This Valentine's day gift is ten days late, but hey, better late than ever!

This gift goes to my lovely friend @clevermentalitybeliever hope you like it,

And if you haven't heard of this song yet, do listen to it, it made me think of them big time!

💘💘💘

Step one

You must accept that I'm a little out my mind

Grima sat infront of the coffee table cutting out and making origami hearts and roses,"Not enough," she said to herself, holding her face, her eyes went around in circles. "Not enough, not enough, not enough..." She repeated over and over again "They're gonna hate it- no, more hearts, more roses!" She started to shout, pointing at every single one of her plants and turned them into red, white and pink roses or bleeding hearts.

"More Roses, more bleeding hearts!" She shouted as the flowers began to bloom out of control. She heard the apartment door being unlocked, she scooped them up in her arm and took a deep breath.

The door opened, and in came Lanea and V, who were conversing with each other. V stopped mid sentence and widened his eyes at the livingroom being filled with flowers, Lanea gasped when she saw an eye twitching, messy haired Grima who holding her paper creations.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" Grima shouted, tossing the origami in the air. The spider plant laughed as she dropped to her knees, slamming her head into the coffee table and leaving a huge crack in the wood. "Grima!" The pair shouted, running over to her to see if she was okay.

Step two

This is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line

Lanea looked at the cook book, trying to figure out how to make a certain dish, at first, she became confused by what she was reading. "Need a hand?" V asked, looking over her shoulder at the cook book "Sure." Lanea replied, moving out of V's way as he began to read "First rule, wash your hands." Grima advised, walking behind them and using the sink to wash her own hands.

The monstress' lovers went over to the sink and washed their hands, coming back to the book, Lanea and V looked at Grima, who reached for a kitchen knife. "V, get me the seasonings. Lanea, I need oil in a frying pan." Grima instructed, the two walked away from her as she read the name of the recipe.

"Shrimp fettuccine, Lanea?" She whispered to herself, putting the hand the held the knife on her hip and the other on the counter, she looked over her shoulder at her lady friend who was putting oil in the frying pan.

Step three

Give me passion, don't make fun of my fashion

Grima and Lanea waited for their other lover on the couch, the two stared blankly at the tv as it wasn't really their thing unless it involved video games.

V quietly stepped out of his room fixing his shirt, he cleared his throat to make them look in his direction, the girls were unsure what they were looking at, they both faced each other then looked at V again.

He was wearing a purple Hawaiian shirt that had red lips all over it with black pants and sneakers, he had on blue tinted shades, and a dangly earring in his left ear.

The girls smiled nervously at him, "Interesting... Outfit." Grima started, Lanea looked at the monstress then at the bard "Interesting indeed." She agreed, V looked down at his outfit. "What's wrong with it?" He asked unbuttoning the top buttons, "Nothing, it's just new..." Grima said getting up from the couch, Lanea got up with her. "It's cute." The demoness finished, hugging him from behind as the sorceress hugged V from the front, all sharing a moment of embracing.

Step four

Give me more, give me more, more

The couple sat in a cafe looking out the giant window infront of them, sharing an extra large strawberry milkshake.

Under the table, they held hands, playing with each others fingers as they spoke about their day, telling each other secrets, and sharing stories of their past.

"So that's why you like to dance, because of your mom." Lanea said as she stirred her straw in the frozen beverage, Grima nodded her head as she sipped away, V watched the plant demon before looking at the milkshake "Perhaps you could perform for the both of us, Ms. Li." V suggested looking at her again, Grima shifted her upper eyes at him "I will." She replied, taking her lips off the straw and smiling.

The bard stared at the witch, who smiled at him, both smiled at the demon who didn't stop smiling, V held up three fingers, dropping them slowly before they all put their lips to their straws, drinking the milkshake together.

Step five

You can't be scared to show me off and hold my hand

For Grima going outside was usually not her favorite thing to do, as everyone either stared at her with eyes filled with awe when she had three eyes closed or in fear when they were open.

As she walked down the street with Lanea and V, she hid in her hair so people wouldn't look at her. But this didn't fool the bard and the witch, V, who was in the middle, moved Grima to the middle and held her hand.

The monstress looked at him with shocked eyes, while off guard Lanea to Grima's other hand, the monstress looked at both of her lovers and wondered why, it took her some time to realize what they were doing but when she did it made her smile at the ground.

She wasn't going through anything alone anymore.

Step six

If you can't put in work, I don't know what you think this fucking is

The couple could be lazy at times, but when it came to planning dates it was all Lanea, and boy did she get tired of it. She couldn't understand how Grima and V were fine with her continuously planning things, did they not want to go to places they wanted to?

"Lanea dearest, where should we go next?" She heard V asked, pointing at an almost completely marked map, "We've been almost everywhere in Red Grave." The sorceress groaned before rolling her eyes.

"Alright guys," she started, looking up from her book, the bard and the spider plant looked at her and blinked "it's time for you two to plan a date." Grima closed two eyes and stared at him "U-um" "Well then..." the two stammered, putting their gaze to their map.

"How about uh...?" V started off "We go to this café?" Grima asked, pointing at a piece of the map "Yes, yes and how about a movie?" V added, pointing at another piece of the map.

The two stared at their other lover "So, let's go to the cafe at three, then see a movie at five." Grima advised holding up a few fingers "So, why don't we freshen up and leave in twenty minutes?" The rhymester advised, they both got up and quickly ran to their rooms.

Bickering about who takes a shower first while Lanea continued sitting on the couch, shaking her head at their banter.

Step seven, this one goes to eleven

If you cheat, you will die, die

"Stoooooop, I'm blushing." The spider plant giggled on the phone, she curled into a ball so no one could see her face, "What? It's true!" The voice on the phone said, the sorceress rolled her eyes in irritation; it was Dante.

He called every here and there just to flirt with the walking plant, practically begging her to come over, Grima never did though. They'd go back and forth about what they'd do to one another, flirting as if V and Lanea were not there, and this bothered them greatly.

"Grima, can we talk?" Lanea asked, closing her book and walking over to the spider plant, she took the phone out of her hands and hung up on the demon hunter, Grima uncurled herself from her ball and stared at the witch. Out of the blue, V sat down next to the sorceress, not saying a word.

"Do you love us?" She said after everyone was in the room "Yes, yes I love you,"Grima answered "what gives you that idea-?" "Then why do you flirt with Dante?" V intervened, leaning forward.

Based on his posture, he was getting serious "We're curious as to why you treat Dante with far more care than you do with me, when you're both together you act as if we aren't there." He explained, looking at Lanea then at Grima.

"...It's a demon thing, I can't help what he says, I keep him close because he's half of me." She admitted as she reached for her toes, playing with them.

The pair suddenly got it, Dante was closer to her kind than anyone else, making her feel more comfortable to talk to him about damn near anything, not only that she always felt like they were going to leave her rather the other way around.

"I see, so you're not going to leave us." V implied, Grima nodded her head at him before climbing into their arms.

"I also saw what you did there, Ms. Li, you excluded me out when you said I love you..."

If you can't handle a heart like mine

Don't waste your time with me

If you're not down to bleed, no, oh

If you can't handle the choking, the biting

The loving, the smothering

'Til you can't handle it no more, no more

Go home

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Colorful lyrics: High School Sweethearts by Melanie Martinez

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Grima Li's Friends Angela and Jude

I've decided to introduce Angela and Jude, Grima's two best friends as they will be in the V Experiences as well. Idk, here ya go

Tagging: @birdgirl69 @clevermentalitybeliever @dhalia111 @cantcopewithlosingv @krazy06 @thedyingmoon

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Grima woke up on a lovely Thursday by some light seeping through the curtains. The only reason why she liked Thursday mornings was because she got to see her friends. The little monstress got out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush her jagged teeth, then running back to her room to put on clothes. Grima always wore a black overall dress and a long sleeved black and white striped shirt, she put on her black socks and booties before dashing down the hall, she jumped on the railing and slid down all the way to the end of the stairs.

"Bye mom" The five eyed child tried to say, I turned the door knob and opened the door to go to my favorite place where my best friends meet up "Wait Grima!" Alexandra shouted from the kitchen, Grima walked onto the porch and turned around to wait for her mother, who dashed down the hall to give her a small brown lunch bag. "Here's your lunch; spicy tuna balls, apple slices with peanut butter, and an apple juice." Alexandra said handing her daughter the lunch bag, the many eyed monstress took the little brown bag and stared at her mother; this was how Grima smiled.

"Thank you mom." The little monstress tried to say, mom noticed that I forgot to put on my face mask "Wait a minute, you forgot something~" Alexandra sang, as she reached into her pocket. The male headed monstress grabbed a white face mask and placed it on the lower half of Grima's face "I've completely forgot about that mom, thank you." She slurred, Alexandra kissed her child's forehead before she dashed off the porch and down the street.

Out of town, where the flowers grew as tall as trees, where the grass was rich, soft, and green. On the tallest hill stood a drooping cherry blossom tree that looked like a cupped hand. Oh how its beautiful petals blew out to the grasslands. That, is where Grima and her friends relaxed.

Sitting on the hill as well was a red and white checker-like blanket sitting under the shade with two monsters sitting in the shade. The five eyed monstress' eyes widened, she ran towards the hill as fast as her legs could carry her "Good evening!" She shouted, waving a hand in the air for them to see, "Good evening!" She didn't stop screaming that until she got up the hill, and sat on the picnic blanket "Good... Evening..." Grima panted. Her friends, Jude and Angela looked at the panting mknstress and smiled "To you as well, Grima" Jude replied, bowing his large head.

Jude Light was a thirteen year-old air headed boy who had a giant dim lit lightbulb for a head while his body was made out of wire, nuts, and blots he could feel, but it wasn't necessary for him to eat. The inner part of his lightbulb always shined purple, but if he was happy; it'd shine yellow, if he was sad; blue, if he was angry; red, if he was scared; dark purple, if he was embarrassed; pink, and if he was disgusted; green. His emotions was based on color. Jude wore a sailor shirt with blue shorts and a sailor hat, he came from the other side of Rabbit Hole thus to the way he speaks. But for some reason, just to piss Angela and Grima off, he'd speak in rhyme whenever he could. Not to mention he always rode on a unicycle everywhere he went.

Angela looked at Jude and nodded, Angela Marionette was a twelve year-old puppet made out of the finest mahogany in the United Kingdom, she had long lucious red hair and always wore dresses that went above her knees, she always wore flats and sandals; she dressed like a rich, popular girl while Grima dressed in black to make herself feel not so insecure. Angela's father always painted up her face to make her look flawless, making Grima jealous as Angela had lips and she didn't, but they did have a few things in common; their mouths moved up and down whenever they spoke, they usually grew tired of Jude's antics, They had dreams, and were only daughters in their family. She wore a blue dress with a yellow bow that rested on her ponytail. She wore her black flats that sat in the grass.

"How's everyone's day going so far?" Angela asked, I looked at her before crossing my legs under my dress "It's great." said Grima who leaned towards them "I'm glad your day is swell, Grima." Jude said with enthusiasm, he always enjoyed cutting Angela off.

One day, she'll knock him off his feet, literally.

Angela scoffed at Jude before looking at me, continuing to talk to me "So Grims, what did your mother make you?" She asked, gesturing towards her small friends lunch bag, the many eyed monstress looked at her lunch bag before reaching inside and placing the food on the blanket "Spicy tuna balls, apple slices with peanut butter, and an apple juice." Grima slurred pointing at her lunch, Angela gave her friend a warm gesture by biwing while Jude pouted, "I have a ham and cheese sandwich, orange slices, and a grape juice" she said holding up her juice box, Grima smiled and held up her juice box as well, Jude crossed his arms and huffed "I'm so jealous of you both," he spat as his tungsten filament started to glow red "you two can eat, and I can't shove anything down my mouth." He muttered putting on a frown. Yes, he had some what of a face inside the lightbulb, it was from the tungsten filaments, a zigzag for a mouth and two beady eyes. "Oh hush Jude, you aren't missing out on much." Angela teased, taking a bite of her sandwich, the monstress pulled down her mask and picked up one of her spicy tuna balls, taking a huge bite. The little monstress covered her mouth so her friends wouldn’t see her food being mashed up.

"But it's not fair, Angela, that's what I'm saying. Please, just hush up, eat your sandwich, and stop playing." Jude snapped, Grima looked at Angela who was getting angry for what Jude said to her, she fumbled before looking around to see if anyone was around to see what she'd do, Angela put up a finger and tapped rapidly on Jude's head. A loud ting came from the lightbulb.

Ting ting ting ting

"Pleeeeeease stooooop thaaaaaat" Jude begged, "I'm gonna be siiiiiiick" Grima couldn't help but laugh as she poked the straw into her juice box and took a few sips "Fine," Angela sighed, she turned her head and looked away from us "then apologize!" She snapped, Jude fumbled before looking at the monstress, Grima pointed her chin at Angela; she was right, he should've never said that. Jude sighed, his color went back to its  regular purple. "Angela," he twiddling his index fingers together, "I'm terribly sorry for saying that. Could you ever find a place in your heart to forgive a lowlife fool like me?" Jude said in a low voice. Just then, Angela turned around, staring into the lights "Ok Jude," she sighed, "I forgive you." the two shared a hug before looking at Grima, if she could give them a warm smile she would, so the monstress gave them warm eyes that comes with the smile instead.

A loud noise zoomed over our heads, it made the wind blow through my hair as well as Angela's, and it knocked Jude's hat off his head. "Crikey! What on earth was that?" Jude exclaimed, the five eyed monstress brushed her hair down before turning around "It's uh- helicopter" Grima replied, she didn't take her eyes off the helicopter as it flew over the town. "Must be from those revolting humans!" Angela snorted, the monstress looked back at the marionette, who's eyes were filled with disgust. "Are they watching us from that helicopter?" Grima asked looking back at the disappearing helicopter.

Ever since she was born, the helicopters have been flying over town.