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How do you think any of the Libra guys would react to you rage baiting them just to mess with them?
Libra RageBaiting
Warnings: I don't know them that well except for the prologue. Please know this is just guessing how they would act.
Heidi: Servus, meine hübsche Freundin! (At your service/Morning, my pretty friend!) Lovely to see you using my second language! You know me too well! I LOVE RAGE BAITING! If I was the MC, it would be my love language!
Lucien
~ He seems like the type to be annoyed by anything immature. I think your best bet would be by starting off small.
~ Steal some of his gloves or writing utensils. It would be more of an inconvenience than anything and he could probably just get more. Wait for a few days and than go for something bigger/more important!
~ The main target would be Lucien's Coat. Now if he catches you in the act, seeing a failed attempt to steal would be laughable. Just a small chuckle from his lips before he scolds you for even attempting such a scandal and takes you out of his bedroom in a "forceful" manner. If you succeeded, now he is irritated. Not mad, but would grab your shoulder the next time he sees you and gives an order to bring back his coat.
~ Lucien might call you a bad girl/boy if he is feeling spicy, but I hope you don't mind being man handled, because Lucien will scold you with your face in his giant, rough hands. He wants to show MC that you are not in control, HE IS!
Euren
~ Personally, ragebaiting a rage baiter would be a challenge…and I love a challenge! It would be more jealously than anger tho.
~ Euren seems to be fine whenever you hang out with Crown, it's the fact that you trick him into believing y'all had plans. Imagine telling him that you both could go on a date tomorrow, than hanging out with Jude the next day. If he asks you about it, than just say you both didn't make it official which is why Jude stole you for the time being.
~ Risks on doing this prank! Getting Kidnapped, hands tide in rope, and only being able to see him for a whole 24 hours. Euren is smart, don't get it twisted. He would know you were doing this just to piss him off, so he will take you as his for the time being!
~ The only things you are allowed to do, would be touching Euren or speak to him. If you try to escape your punishment, nothing would be scarier than hearing his evil giggling in the shadows. "My my, well aren't you a wild robin! Taming you should be a piece of cake! Open that closed heart for your sweet boyfriend!"
Zane
~ Now, I hope you know that getting bruises will happen no matter what. Catching you is his top priority after you dropped an ice cube down his shirt.
~ How did you do this? Standing on a flight of stairs, watching how close Zane got passing by bellow you, to drop the ice perfectly down his jacket is how.
~ Get ready to run, because Zane immediately darts up the stares to grab you. Of course, your little legs run as fast as you could carry yourself. Zane is much taller than you, his legs being able to carry himself at longer distances, grabbing the MC by the hips and snatching you off the ground so fast, it felt like you were just a paper weight.
~ His hands keep you in a tight hold, giving the MC a few bite marks to teach you to never do that again. If you struggle, Zane will pin your entire body against the hallway walls, only willing to let you go if he heard someone's footsteps around his general direction. "Stay still! Don't think you could ever get away with this untouched!"
oml america is so dystopian wdym theyre trying to pass kosa (kids online safety act) to get rid of childrens access to queer protection lines.
that AND it could block ao3. at a glance that seems like less of a big deal but think abt how important fan spaces are for cognitively processing media with other people. its taking away media through this AND taking away hotlines to help queer children.
the antis have started to make their way to this very platform. The protocol is the same. DO NOT ENGAGE. JUST BLOCK AND MOVE ON. IF NEEDED ALSO REPORT.
All you need to know about the blackout scheduled on the 9th! Please read this if you are contributing to the protest for Valko! This blackout will be in effect only if Infold fails to communicate with their players and/or decide not to bring Valko back before this date.
You knew something was off the second Valko came home.
He was quieter than usual. Ears slightly drooped, tail hanging low instead of its usual happy swish. He tried to play it off with a small smile and a “hey sweetheart,” but you weren’t having it.
“Come here, baby.”
You open your arms and he practically melts into you. The big, strong man who usually carries you everywhere lets you guide him to the couch and pull him down so his head rests in your lap. He’s so tall his legs hang off the end, but he curls up as best he can, face buried against your stomach like he wants to disappear into you.
“Rough day?” you ask softly, threading your fingers through his hair, gently scratching behind his ears the way he loves.
He nods, a little huff leaving him. “Yeah… things aren’t going very well...”
Your heart aches. Your big wolf boyfriend looks so sad and small like this.
You lean down and pepper kisses all over his face: forehead, cheeks, the tip of his nose, his ears. He lets out a soft, surprised little sound, tail starting to wag weakly against the couch. You keep going, murmuring sweet things between each kiss.
“My good boy… my strong, sweet baby… you did your best and I’m so proud of you.”
You play with his hair, massage his scalp, and when he turns to hide his face in your shirt you just hold him tighter. You order his favorite food, bring him the big blanket he likes, and let him stay curled up in your lap for as long as he wants.
At one point he mumbles, voice muffled, “I’m supposed to be taking care of you…”
You shush him gently and scratch under his chin until his tail wags properly. “Not today. Today you’re my baby and I’m spoiling you. Deal with it.”
Valko lets out a soft, contented rumble, eyes half closed as he nuzzles closer. His tail wraps around your waist the best it can and he finally relaxes, safe and loved in your arms.
You keep petting him, whispering how much you love him, how he’s your favorite person in the whole world, until that sad look in his eyes melts away completely.
You’re sure you’ll love him forever, he’s sure too.
I am so devastated and sad and crushed and all that. About a fictional character. Yes. He's not real. But my emotions towards him are. This is not okay. I'm not okay.
With that said, I will continue creating art. As if he never got cancelled at ALL.
I love him too much, and I know many of you are as well.
“I have something important to tell you but can’t message u pls message me ” - accidentally reported you scam
“I love your story and want to illustrate it dm me at discord” - commissioner scam
“I saw your post looking for artists to draw (x) and would love to draw it it sounds like a lovely idea and im an artist” - commissioner scammer who DM’d you when you didn’t ask
“Did you send me this link for free tumblr premium?” - accidentally reported you scam
“ your account is limited please kindly verify at (scam link)” - verification scam
After all this is over I’m going to release a bunch of headcanon posts in my drafts that I made for this account I promise💀 I just can’t find any motivation to write right now 😭
i just wanted to say that i am genuinely so humbled, and so happy, and honestly feeling a thousand little things at once over the amount of valko requests i’ve received.
i don’t think i’ll be able to write everything during july, but i’ll try to gather a few of them together and see what little worlds we can make from what we were given.
there is something so beautiful, and so sad, about seeing how many of us actually wanted to meet this character properly. how quickly people reached for him. how much warmth, curiosity, grief, and imagination he woke up in everyone.
it really does feel like a loss.
so thank you for trusting me with your little valko thoughts. i’ll do my best to give the wolfboy somewhere soft to live for a while.
and truly, if you just want to yap about valko-adjacent things, my inbox is open for that too. if you want to be sad, be dramatic, vent, mourn what could have been, i’m here.
