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“Okay, okay, I know what you’re gonna say, and she’s gonna go to a shelter as soon as one opens in the morning. But come on, look at those eyes, I couldn’t just leave her out in the cold all night!” Luke held up the wet ball of fluff in his hand, feeling the kitten’s heartbeat against his palm as it squirmed in his grip. He’d heard it mewing on his walk home from work, and there was no way the poor thing would survive the night if it’d stayed there.

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Currently sitting at work trying to brainstorm plots and starters since I have MISSED this blog something serious 👀

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Vehemently avoiding Game of Thrones because my fiancee will kill me if I ask questions. Time to see if I can figure out at least a new character name in the next hour!

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Peter “Sassy Pants” Parker 

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connor/luca tag dump

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mattie! // open to m/f/nb (m/nb only for romance)

 “ so, these are the sketches i’ve got for you based on your email. any of this looking close to what you want? ” he nudges the papers on the table towards his client. “ be honest, this is a pretty permanent decision, ” mattie adds with a laugh.

“ Dude it’s like you picked the ideas right out of my head, I never would have thought to add that linework there. ” Connor pored over the design in front of him, so surprised with how well Mattie had put together the piece from the bare bone ideas he’d put in the email. He laughed,  “ A very permanent decision, hence the fact I’m coming to one of the best. ”

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Really, Kali hadn’t wanted to run into anyone on her way out, much less the bartender that she’d been forced to change opinion on recently. Connor was nice, and kind, and treated them like a human even on the stage, which put him head and shoulders above the majority of men who knew what they did, but Kali had plenty of bad experiences with men who seemed to hold the same respect. So they’d kept the bartender at arms length, easily seeing his friendship with the other bartenders and bouncers as reasons to continue keeping to herself. But she had still managed to be kind, or as kind as they ever got, not wanting to burn bridges she didn’t need to. At that moment, however, with blood still boiling and the urge to just start screaming clawing at their throat, Kali wanted nothing more than to lash out and see if they could make him cry. “Jax can’t stick to a plan if it would save his fucking life, the man sees a pair of tits and its like he loses all critical thought” They grumbled, before shrugging, gritting their teeth automatically. “Some fucking perv decided to test the no touching rule, so management decided to chew my ass about enforcing it.” They responded, a hint of a sneer on their lips, as they reached into their jacket, pulling out a pack and lighter. “Apparently if I “fail to improve my behavior”” They said, pulling a cigarette out and lighting it as they spoke, her movements tight with barely restrained anger “I’m going to be “facing termination” Fucking jackasses” She snorted, taking a drag, before holding out the pack towards Connor. “Here, I fucking hate smoking alone.”

There was a lot that Connor didn't like about working at the club, but the people tended to make up for it somewhat. There were some great people working behind the bar, and the performers were a lovely bunch of people he was impressed to get to watch every night. Still, that didn't mean that some didn't grate on him a little more than others. And maybe there was one or two folks he wouldn't mind catching up with after a rough shift.

"Doesn't stop me from being optimistic, he's got a line on some good stuff and my stock's getting low. Still, you ain't wrong. You'd think he'd be a bit desensitized by now, considering we work in a place like this." He gestured around to the building before shoving his hands in his pockets, feeling his blood start to reflexively boil at the idea of some jackass thinking that throwing his money around made it so the rules didn't apply. He'd had a couple of moments himself when he tried to enforce the rules of the place, but after a stern talk with the upper management he'd learned otherwise. He nodded, understanding Kali's frustration as he took a cig from the pack and lit it up.

"Honestly, I don't know if the clientele or the managers are the most entitled jackasses that come through here." He took a long drag off the cigarette, letting the smoke out with a long sigh. "Sorry you had to deal with that guy, though, if I'd known what was going down he'd have had his ass out on the street sooner than he could order that fifth fucking mojito. He was so fucking picky with them I should've just poured it over his head."

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“I’m not saying that I should be allowed to punch him” Was the first thing out of Ardins mouth, the brunette picking up, as they did so often, directly from their earlier text conversation. “In fact, if you recall, I specifically said that I did not punch him, which, if you ask me, shows a great deal of restraint.” They added, pointing one finger at their twin like it was another building block of the argument they’d been putting together. “What I’m saying is that if I had punched him, it would have been well deserved. He’s a pompous, sanctimonious asshat, and I don’t care if he is going to be TAing one of your courses next semester, he better learn to shut his mouth about you before I shut it for him. Nobody gets to talk about you that way. ” // @vivaciousxquill

“I agree, it’d be well-deserved, but I’ve told you a hundred times that there’s more ways to punish asshats that don’t require hurting yourself or others.” The conversation was one they’d been having over the course of the last two days, with Luca trying and failing numerous times to diffuse his twin’s anger over the sleight against him. He normally wouldn’t mind, but this was the TA for the course he could already tell was going to give him more problems than it was worth. He’d rather not get off on the wrong foot. He gently pushed Ardin’s finger away from his face, “While I appreciate the passion, are you sure you’re not overreacting ever so slightly? I’m sure he didn’t mean anything by it, really.”

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They’ve just gotten off a shift from hell, filled with customers who couldn’t listen to the rules, bouncers that didn’t particularly care to make them, and two new girls who got, of all things, stage fright. In all honesty, all Kali has been thinking of all night is the point in the morning when they will finally be able to take off their heels, put on pants and a shirt, and get the hell out of dodge. Of course, one particularly grabby customer had tried to pull shit while getting a private dance, and Kali had nearly broken the mans finger, earning her a long “discussion” with management, which was mostly them making half assed promises not to do it again while the manager screamed. By the time they can leave the sun is close to rising, and standing just outside the door is a face they really, truly, do not want to deal with at that moment. “Please tell me you haven’t been out here since your shift ended, jesus christ.” // @vivaciousxquill

Connor hadn’t planned on staying back at the club late, but he’d stupidly agreed to catch up for a blunt with one of the other bartenders once their shift was over. He’d been waiting outside the club for he didn’t even know how long, and was just about to give up and go the hell home to get some sleep when the door swung open and he came face to face with Kali. At seeing their face, he couldn’t help but backpedal slightly, having heard what had happened earlier behind the curtain. Not that his night had been all that peachy, either, but that was beside the point.

“No need to get bent out of shape, there. Was supposed to catch up with Jax for a smoke but I guess he bailed on me for some piece of ass or something.” He shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets and leaning against the wall behind him. He raised an eyebrow, letting his curiosity get the better of him. “You’re gettin’ out late, though, usually you’re itching to get out the door before I’m done wiping down the bar. What gives?”

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Wolves didn’t tend to find their way into Kalis typical haunts. They were typically found in places with bright lights, loud music, and plenty of people. All things that could make your average wolf rather cranky. But she couldn’t help but be pleased by Connors continued presence during her sets. Not that they would ever openly admit that of course, but the sentiment was there, hidden as it was. 

So instead, the succubus just laughed, sending him a bright wink. “One of these days you’re going to let me use one of my nights off to bring you to a place with real drinks, instead of human ones” She declared, before shooting him a smirk. “Oh really?” They asked, leaning forward teasingly, propping their chin in one hand as they grinned. “And here I was thinking my music was just that good. Tell me Forester, do you always seek out the company of succubi?”

"Not gonna lie, it’d be nice to find a place that’s a little bit more lowkey sometime,” Connor admitted, rubbing his temple. He didn’t always mind the loud music and the lights, but some nights they tended to get to him quicker than others. “It’s not always easy to wrap my head around the joys of coming to place too loud to hear yourself think.”

At their comment on the music, he smirked, taking the refill that had slid in front of him. “Trust me, your sets are something special, but I also could sit outside and hear them all the same. One of those lupine perks of mine. That being said, life’s never dull when you spend your time with a succubus. You keep me on my toes, Adonia.”

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Admittedly, they probably could have given their brother more than ten seconds to breath before pouncing, but they wanted their damn blanket. So instead of do anything as silly as apologizing, they just huffed, arms crossing automatically. “Don’t be silly, of course I checked there. No luck. “ they replied, unrepentant, though they stepped back to allow him into the room as he headed towards the kitchen. “Not there, not in my room, not in the living room, not in your room, not in the wash” They continued, listing off possible hiding places, before hopping up onto the counter, watching him as they continued. “Unless your precious puppy suddenly decided to develop a taste for fleece, it’s gone.” They declared, before adding. “And I have a paper due on Alfred Hitchcocks work that I was going to binge for tonight.”

Luca pinched the bridge of his nose, taking in a breath. He loves them, he really does... “Sorry bruh, I don’t think Bowser has developed a taste for fleece anytime recently, otherwise I’d fear a bit more for the pile in my room.” He grabbed a Red Bull out of the fridge, cracking it open and taking a swig as he thought it over. “You sure it isn’t just in a pile somewhere? I know I didn’t touch it after the last time, but I think you kind of scooped up everything and brought it... somewhere. Find that somewhere and we should be good.” He leaned his back against the counter to face them. “Considering you need to binge on Hitchcock that blanket’s gonna be needed more than usual. And maybe some Bowser cuddles too.”

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“Hey ASSHOLE” thats all the warning he’s going to get, before Ardin is near slamming into Luca, eyes narrowed. “Alright, I got a question for you.” They demand, already unlocking their phone. “What is this?” They demand, shoving the screen at him. the picture on it is one of their living room, but before any answer can be given, they take the device back, poking him sharply in the chest. “Care to point out whats wrong with that picture?” Once again, before any chance to answer is offered, Ardin is off again, shaking the now dark phone to make a point. “I’ll tell you whats wrong. My blanket, MY blanket, the one I always sit under for netflix binges? It’s. Gone. What did you do with it?” // @vivaciousxquill

“Well hello to you too, Ardin,” Luca barely flinched at the verbal assault, dropping his backpack into a pile on the floor. He was used to Ardin going off at all hours of the day or night, even though usually it was just to berate him for being a dork or to tell him they were stealing his dog to meet girls. Still, they couldn’t wait until he’d gotten some more coffee in his system?

At the sudden appearance of a screen in his personal space, he did reel back a bit, but barely had a chance to squint at it before it went dark. Of course, he hadn’t seen the blanket in question since Ardin had balled it up after their last weekly twin night netflix binge. He shrugged, stepping around them to head for the kitchen. “Ya got me, I know better than to come between you and your textiles. Maybe it’s in the same black hole as that hoodie you stole from me a month ago.”

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Theres a electricity that comes with being up in the booth, one that even feeding can’t truly rival. The way that kali can control the mass of dancers without even tapping into her other abilities, and instead rely purely on the music and their own skill is a rush she thinks she’ll never get over as she steps away from the equipment. Another dj brushes past them to take over, but Kali is already moving, sliding past the security barricade to tuck her things into a secure spot before returning to the floor, this time winding their way through the crowd, until they spot a familiar profile. With a few smirks at men that are easily charmed into stepping aside ( and a few judicious elbows to the ribs of their companions,) Kali is at the bar, slotting in next to Connor. “Don’t tell me you came all the way here just for the alcohol” She teases, even as a bartender slides her a shot near automatically. “Because really, as pretty as it looks, their selections kind of shit.” That, of course, doesnt stop them from tossing their own back. // @vivaciousxquill

Connor didn’t used to be the type to frequent the club scene; the sounds and the smells used to have a nasty tendency to shove him into sensory overload. Still, ever since he’d stumbled his way into this watering hole a while back he’d found himself getting drawn back in time and time again. He kept on telling himself it was just the music, something about the beats coming from the DJ stand that helped him turn his brain off for a bit. He just didn’t want to admit to himself that the jockey laying the rhythms in place might have something to do with it.

When the seat next to him was suddenly occupied, he smirked, swirling his rum and coke. “Yeah, the selection may suck, but this is one of the only places in town where the alcohol actually serves its purpose.” Swallowing the rest of it back in time with Kali, he turned to them fully. “Company ain’t too bad, either.”