Oct 11, 2024
" take back what you said about my son. or else. "
❝ from one bastard son to ‘nother bastard son … that kid needs to bake in the oven a wee bit longer , ‘eve . ❞
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" take back what you said about my son. or else. "
❝ from one bastard son to ‘nother bastard son … that kid needs to bake in the oven a wee bit longer , ‘eve . ❞
tall and lanky, favourite colour is purple! yellow is my second favourite. some would say that i look scary, others (if they're trying to be nice) would say that my looks appeal to a specific crowd. i have facial hair and am rarely without my trusty hat (shy about my hair, even though it's the one thing about my appearance i think objectively looks good). love sports like tennis and playing competitive games with friends! haters would say i will never live up to those who came before me but they're just jealous—at least, my best friend would say so.
what was this ? some kind of children’s introductory lesson ? ❝ cool you have a … favorite color ‘n’ all … s’ that why y’wanna get with me ? got a lotta purple that i’m workin’ with . ❞ 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 would lean against a hand , stubbled jaw rolling & clicking into place when he managed to pop one corner , crushing words beneath his molars . he lazily flexed tendrils towards his person , reflecting the heavy fur tufts clinging to his tawny golden accessorized body .
❝ i’ll be the judge of that , meat . don’t wanna confuse ‘ scary ‘ with a punchin’ bag . ❞ the boss fluidly speaks , breath hot against chapped chops . broad shoulders slump down as he listened further on the description revealed to him . obviously the person in question seemed like your typical well - spoken guy ; your average … dude . some cronie you might see hangin’ on his front lawn doing something like … play ball with his kid .
❝ look … y’ sound real sweet ‘n’ all … but y’ don’t seem to be the type to clash well with the boss man . two peas in a pickle & one just ain’t ripe ‘nough yet . ❞ 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 shrugged . ❝ y’ hate to settle down with a thug like me . ❞
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solemn pink adorned the divots of oiled lids , rising slowly . glittering & fluttering open . dark long lashes caressed his cheeks , following the width of a calloused & coarse palm pressed flatly against the underbelly of tawny skin layering his face . his jaws surmounted with intricate markings , clicking into place as he elicited a soft yawn . angular white pelted ears capture the distant melody of bells ; its standalone tone enough to rouse him from a delicate sleep .
the spirit of challenge briefly remembered walking ; which felt like an endless parade of scenery starting to blend with another . his bright eyes lowered to his feet , encrusted with dark blackness from dirt he’s walked upon . he flexes his toes , feeling the ache in them return . he turns to trigger his memory where he had ended up before sleep had overtaken him . he was seated at the base of a ceremonial statue , a mythical dog standing in silent guard with a propped up paw annexed his right leg . its shade brought him a peaceful respite .
odd . 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 flexed his violet suffused arm , claws crackling forward & back . the spirit beads surrounding the width of it glimmered & tinked softly as he tried to see if he was truly awake . he wasn’t burning . he wasn’t in agony . he didn’t feel … alone . did this place quell anguish ?
he realizes the weight next to him . the statue remained , but one anomaly remained ; & it returned with a sweet perfume . one he recognized without fault . this was what caused it , wasn’t it ? did she put him to sleep ? was it the environment ?
𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 didn’t budge nor look at her , simply lowering his burly arm back upon his lap , his claws grazing the wooden muzzle of the mask strapped to his hip . his spirit badgers oddly remaining , too , tamed & hovering in content atop his broad shoulders . they didn’t appear very attentive to their surroundings either .
❝ did you do this ? ❞ he asked .
❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder ( starter for @agonizedembrace )
does sett got his CDL for that dump truck
a fucking what ???
smash + pass for each of the heartsteel members go
⟐〝 is this s’pposed t’get me to croak ? come on , these are my boys ! just uh [ ... ] let me think about this for a second . 〞 sett adjusts his agonizingly yet delightfully adorable choncc plush held in the cage of his musculature arms , tendrils curling over its malleable head . his pads engraving the memory of its seemingly velutinous texture of the choncc's scales , the grizzled man rocking himself evenly on the surface of his bed , the mattress easily molding into the shape of his body as he laid back .
his variety of other plushies stacked in a neat pile along the bed that met in contact with his walls . his ears twitching instinctively at the light caress of softer appendages from his stuffed companions . 〝 tsk ' ahhh [ ... ] where to begin , eh ? let's see - kayn - kayn - ! 〞 sett grips the choncc's head tighter , creating folds into the poor pink creature . 〝 that'll be a pass . a hard one . i'd rather not get fuckin' trunked by that weird ass rhaast dude . the man doesn't even do the dishes , what makes y' think he can get me off ? 〞 a laugh blisters off his tongue , ridged canines clicking together . 〝 now yone - that's a big smash . pretty face , nice 'n' long legs [ ... ] he'd be a keeper . 〞
sett fixes his lips together , brows creasing together now . a moment . another . 〝 'ez - 〞 he barks out sharply , 〝 'ez [ ... ] smash ? maybe ? he's too darn slippery . packs quite a joke though - 〞
〝 k'sante [ ... ] my man . it'd be a smash , without any contest . he gets me . helps with my muscle work . if it came to friends with benefits ? what the hell , huh ? i'd fuck him . 〞 who else was there - ? sett feels like there was a thousand people in his group . oh shit - 〝 'phel - ! smash - !! absolutely without hesitation - !! but i can't help the feelin' he's been sorta hintin' at gettin' it on . just a hunch - 〞
amala's giving him some ear scritches now. scritch scritch.
he’s sitting in his chair , burly meaty arms folded across his chest . 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 remains unmovable when amala is at his side stroking the inner folds of his ears , tracing the soft tender outline of the furry lobe before scratching at the base from behind . he’s making soft grunts & noises , his shoulders tensing upwards .
he’s enjoying it .
Sett.... On the making of Paranoia. On the scene with you getting uppercutted by a robot. Didn't it hurt? Did it knocked you out? Did it left a mark?
On the bloopers. How many takes did it took for you to get aggravated by aphelios?
What made you think of crashing those cars. Making Yone mad?
❝ were you the person interviewin’ eve’ recently ? ❞ being a rapper had it’s pros … got him to places he wouldn’t ever think he’d cross over . even had a few good years put into sharing his talent in lyric creation with a handful of people — very few things got him heated . he went 730 when someone got too bold enough to snuff too close to home . like now . 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 feels his straight thick brows form a crease at the more or less invasive questions thrown at him . took a lot of restraint not to socket a fist again . HEARTSTEEL’s founder could only reply with a snort followed by a grin .
❝ course it fuckin’ hurt . scrap o’ metal didn’t knock me out though . but it damn sure left a mark , bruise formed after the take … ez’ was kind ‘nough to cover it up during the remainder of the film with make up or whatever . ❞
at the mention of aphelios, it did little to smooth the wrinkle mounted atop the protrusion of his brow . how many takes did it take for him to get aggravated ? he wasn’t aggravated , per say . annoyed because he knew it was teasing ? yes . but 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 didn’t necessarily let that get to him . it was him & the boys — you ought to expect shit n’ giggles from time to time . apart from the fact kayn had no business stuffing boiled spaghetti into his gym bag a week ago .
❝ holdup , i wasn’t aggravated . it was pretty hot up in that old manufacturing facility . everyone was pretty tired already from the repetitive retakes if there was so much as a wink of a mistake made . as for that scene in particular — ❞ 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓’s eyes made headway for the screen positioned annexed to them , recapping the ‘ blooper ‘ . ❝ this was our fourth take , if ‘yer so curious about that . aphelios was standin’ around for a good while , can’t blame him for wantin’ things t’get lively . ❞
now … at the mention of the cars being crashed into … 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 restrained the want to allow his ears to dictate the resurfacing of discomfort & guilt . yone was real mad that day . & it fuckin’ sucked trying to appeal to yone for the rest of the day as an apology . not something he wanted to venture back into again . ❝ eh … i dunno . look — i gotta run . boss man can’t be sittin’ ere’ for too long . ❞
sharp tendrils come to grip the cotton surrounding the edges of his ear & tug it off his head ; humidity & heat dispersing through the mop of hair on his head . pink pigmented crimson curls flit upwards , some sticking to his temple , & others flattened from his hand - knitted beanie made by his dear momma . 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 fumbles with the heart sewn onto the right cranium , making sure he hadn’t accidentally loosened the string at all ( he hates to bother his ‘ma fussing over this little thing ) .
after briefly making sure he hadn’t ruined a perfectly good weft stitched hat , he neatly tucked it into the hem of his pocket , thick digits coming to palm the wetness of his hair . his ears were not exempted from being messy ; fur sticking out in varying angles across his pointed appendages . 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 glides his fingers through his hair , nostrils flared as he dispels the air wedged within the hollow caverns of his lungs , quirking a protruding thick brow at the man who proclaimed to be a mechanic .
❝ yeah … i am . called in regards to … ❞ 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 narrowed his eyes onto the man’s name tag , flitting upwards to his face . tawny colored skin wrinkled around his maw , fixing lips at an angle . quite a face for a mechanic , but he wasn’t one to judge appearances . ❝ — the vehicles we had er — rented out . ❞ he cleared his throat , jugular bobbing as he palmed the width of his neck ; messing with the baby hairs starting at the base of his skull .
❝ me ‘n’ th’ boys kinda … thought it’d b’ fun to ram em’ together … cool setup for the music video , y’ know ? ❞
yone absolutely made him be the one to set up this appointment ( granted they pulled sticks & he ended up getting the fucking shortest — kayn was a sliver of an inch away of being the one to do this ) . & straight up explain everything & how the hell did their trucks get so badly damaged . shiny shoulders roll backwards , evidently uncomfortable with speaking further about it .
❝ look , i’m payin’ outta pocket , but y’ gotta lemme in on the damages . ❞ 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 flicked a thumb abreast of him , pointing to the vibrantly colored vehicles , some dismembered of parts , missing mirrors , wrinkled colored panels … & probably other damages 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓 didn’t wanna think about addressing directly .
" I heard you were looking for me ? " from Boothill's modern verse to heartsteel Sett :3 the mechanic and part time guitarist at your service ( @deadtrail )