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The road to forgiveness is paved with miles of bullying
My friends really wanted me to upload this angsty voxman drabble so… here! It's 668 words, and the starting/ending is intentionally ambiguous. 👍
Disclaimer: This is VERY very VERY heavily based on a scene from this fanfic. I thought it was interesting, and wanted to expand upon it further, but not enough to make an entire oneshot.
Second Disclaimer: This deals with alcohol misuse, and two mentally ill people sucking butt at relationships. The situation IS toxic, but this isn't meant to be an end all be all thing, they love each other immensely I promise.
Drabble is under the cut :)
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Venomous had already finished two glasses of wine… but he craved more than just that. He craved something of a different flavor profile, specifically and Boxman had such a thing, right in his grubby little talon.
"Are you going to finish that…?" Venomous loomed over the other, very obviously looking down at his half drank glass of brandy.
"You've already had enough," Boxman rolled his eyes.
He hates when he gets like this, and it's always because of stupid Billiam and his stupid parties…
"Aw come on Boxy… don't be that way. I'm as sober as a judge," Venomous winked at the other and made a little clicking noise.
This… behavior truly frustrated Boxman… but, he loves Professor Venomous, and that includes every side of him. Even if that meant he had to deal with his provocative side. In fact, maybe if he turned this into a game it could get him out of this alcohol crazed muck, at least for now.
"You know… your charm isn't as effective as you think, P.V…!" Boxman cackled evilly, before he downed the rest of the drink.
He then gave Venomous a smug grin, "Now you can't have it!"
Venomous grumbled, clearly aggravated. Seems the 'game' didn't work well on him.
Boxman sweat slightly but he could still save things! He just needed to take a different approach… one more methodical.
"Oh don't be like that Professor… I'm HELPING you, the more you drink, the more I'll have to deal with you in the morning," Boxman did his best to force a smile.
Perhaps it was the alcohol or the fact Boxman was preforming unmediated surgery on his ego, but that little comment really got to him,
"Oh, so I'm something you have to deal with now?" Venomous narrowed his eyes at Boxman, his voice however, remained relatively calm, considering the accusatory nature of his words.
The smiling façade quickly faded, and the nervousness of the situation intensified. "I- P.V that's not what I meant! Y-You just get very… fussy when you get migraines, b-but Lord Boxman is MORE than happy to take of you…!"
"So I am?!" Venomous hissed, "You think you can doll up your contempt for me I won't notice? Hm? Is that it?" This time, Venomous raised his voice, and people were now very obviously staring.
Boxman hated to admit it, but Venomous really scared him sometimes, not in the exhilarating way. But in the way that makes him terrified to exist in his presence, terrified that he'll breathe the wrong way, say the wrong things, give the wrong look. Though, to Boxman, the worst part of it all was knowing that these were the times Venomous hurt the most. He knows that he only lashes out because he's afraid; but that doesn't make Boxman any less fearful.
In spite of… everything, Boxman was willing to try and be a source of comfort. He didn't know what's wrong with P.V to get him in these states, but he wanted to be there for him to help push through things.
He placed his fleshy hand on Venomous’ arm, "P-Professor… I don't have contempt for you, I want you to stop drinking because I care about you…! Maybe I went about it the wrong way at first, b-but… I thought you would like it more if I acted joyful…"
Venomous flicked Boxman's hand off of him after he finished speaking, and just as angry before, he remarked.
"I'm sick of your bullshit, Boxman."
Swearing. Something which the two of them avoid… something which Venomous just did. Boxman has a very high tolerance for Professor Venomous’ behavior, but this is so… INEXCUSABLE! He's just TRYING to be mean.
"You… you…" He growls. "WE ARE NOT SPEAKING FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT!"
"Fine by me," Venomous sneers.
Both headed in the opposite direction of one other, both pretended not to care. But both felt emotionally distraught at the feeling of not having the approval of one another.
Getting Over A Bad Break Up
Day 1: Drinking Away Your Sorrows
More info under the cut ↓
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So i'm not one for comics cuz i'm absolute shit at backgrounds as u can see lol
But I had this idea for my oc Zerina to be there for Verosika after her break up with Blitzø and comfort her
So here's a day-by-day look at Verosika moving on :)
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“I don't even mind if the angels come by/Take my arms in their arms/Let them draw me out into the neon wild where I/I dissolve, I dissolve”
—Lyrics from the song Marrow, by Ezra Vine
I know that 11 was done but can i request it with kaeya with a male preferance, and a male reader?
If it isnt to much to ask
11. Preferences; the character explains their usual preference in partners such as women or men
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- The tavern was bustling when you and Kaeya had came for a little bit of drinking. Drunken cheers and hearty laughter filling the place top to bottom. You stood close to Kaeya who easily made his way through.
"It seems all of Mondstadt had the same ideas as us," Kaeya chirps, gently pushing past people who stood around tables.
Kaeya leads you up the stairs. Although it was still a little full, at least the people up here stayed mostly seated, only a few leaning against the railing. Kaeya pulls out a chair of a far end table.
"A perfect spot." Kaeya sighs as he leans back into his chair. "I don't mind a little partying, but not every occasion I spend here consists of the same loudness."
You sat across from Kaeya with your arms crossed on the table. You could see down below of the bar with stools filled with men and women, the surface dirtied with spills and crumbs.
"Well, I'm going down to get our drinks. The usual?" Kaeya asks, already hopping of out his seat.
You nod with a smile, Kaeya flickers his own pearly whites and struts down. Once he's gone, you lean your head on the table, your cheeks burning.
You had hoped the tavern wouldn't be so full. You wanted it to have a nice, slow pace perfect for a romantic setting. It was a beautiful place at night if it has no ruckus, but what could you expect? The people here love their alcohol.
You sigh, leaning your chin on your hand when you look down. You instantly spot Kaeya's rich blue hair amongst the crowd. He's at the bar, and a woman has her hand on his back. Kaeya is smiling at her, chatting away while he seemingly waits for the drinks.
You and Kaeya weren't a thing, not yet at least, but you were trying to make progress. You weren't even completely sure of his type of guy. He never brought it up. You knew he flirted around with all types, but that's mainly for work; when he needed answers. What he does at work doesn't reflect what he likes in his own time, right?
Lost in your own thoughts, a tall mug is suddenly placed down in front of you. You jolt up. Kaeya laughs as he slides back into his chair.
"Did I startle you? My bad." He takes a swig of his drink. "It seems like your head was in the clouds."
You rub the back of your neck sheepishly, apologizing. Kaeya waves his hand.
"It's fine, but since it's just the two of us I'd like it if you paid more attention to me~" Kaeya smirks, a chuckle leaving his lips as he drinks.
Your face heats up. There he goes again, saying things that make your heart race. Did he find it fun to make you embarrassed? Or was there depth to his words? Your mind traces back to the women he chatted with. Your fingers tap your mug.
"Hey, Kaeya..."
Kaeya hums, his eyes never leaving you as your mind stumbles across your thoughts for the right words.
"What kind of women do you like?" You cringe at yourself. It came off too blunt, too nosey. Knowing Kaeya, he could definitely sniff out the intentions of your question.
Kaeya looks up to the ceiling, leaning back and crossing his arms. His eye seems to struggle, but his lips are amused.
"Hard to say. My attraction in the women's department has been quite hard to figure out. I've met some lovely ones though."
"So. Which do you like more?" Your voice came out a little weird, you were obviously suspicious now. Though, at this point, perhaps directness is better.
Kaeya leans in close, his elbows on the table. "Oh my, am I being interrogated?"
You take a long sip of your drink, letting it take over your senses. You release with a sigh.
"No, I just wanna know," you say, hardly even believing yourself. "I wanna get a little closer is all..."
Kaeya's eye shines. "I have some taste for women, but men have always been a little more of my flavour."
Kaeya suddenly reaches out, his hand sliding across the table until his fingers reach yours resting beside your drink. His fingertips kiss yours. His gaze never leaves you.
"Men who make me feel comfortable and free, men who can make me feel like I'm on top of the world again, make me laugh," Kaeya grabs your hand and brings your fingers to his lips. "men who can make me open my heart to them."
His lips kiss your knuckles. Your face was burning to the tips of your ears. Your mouth opens but you close it in case you say something stupid to ruin it. Although you felt embarrassed, your body was relaxed, his tender touch making you feel light.
"So, me?" You mutter, almost drowned out by the clinking of beer mugs.
"I just described my type, didn't I? It seems you match it perfectly." Kaeya purrs then releases your hand. Your fingers felt cold without his.
The table was quiet for a moment. You processed his words and your thoughts. Kaeya chugged down the last of his drink and wiped the side of his mouth.
"I'm going to get a refill." Kaeya stands up, patting the top of your head before leaving. "I'll be waiting for your confession, lover boy~"
Another fanart of this amazing game Genshin Impact, and this time I decided to draw Kaeya, who is one of the MOST FAVORITE characters for me <3 <3 <3 Just look at this face ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
An assortment of regretavator sketches in mspaint
After reading all the gray stuff dialogue I don't know if mark would actually drink but he seems like the kind of guy to sit on the porch when the sun sets and drink a beer.
Bnuuy at the bar (based on one of my plushies, a yellow bunny with a yellow ribbon. I leaned him against a bench and it sorta looked like he was behind a bar).
I got a bit lazy with the background tbh, but I like how I did the rabbit.
Episode 10: The Aftermath (part 1/5)
cw: this part contains heavy themes that could be upsetting for some people.
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Table of Contents
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Script
Jared Frio: I'm sorry, Connor... I couldn’t save her. It’s all my fault.
Jared's Father: You’re a murderer, Jared. You killed your own mother! It’s all your fault!
Jared: You’re suspending me? But that’s not fair! I didn’t start the fight!
Teacher: The other kids say that you did, Jared. They’re saying it’s your fault.
Jared's Father: Why did you make me do that, Jared? It's all your fault!
Claire: This relationship is over, Jared! And it’s your fault!
Echoing voices from the past: It’s all your fault…
It’s all your fault… Is all your fault…
It’s all my fault…
Thoughts/Notes
I actually thought about omitting this part because I don't want to scare anyone off. 😬
I will admit, this turned out to be a bit heavier/more dramatic than I intended. 😅 Sorry for the slightly darker themes than usual, but I felt like it was important to share a glimpse into Jared’s troubled backstory before going forward. He has a very deep sense of guilt and shame instilled within him that has tailed him most of his life as a result of his mother's death and his father's mistreatment of him (and it definitely plays a big role in his behavior).
you do it to yourself, you do; and that’s what really hurts
MAGPICKLES!!!!!!!!!!
Happy pride month yall
My alchohol intake is very shit. I only drink around the holidays and every time I keep making the same mistake of drinking the whole damn thing in one shot like a thirsty kid drinking fucking chocolate milk and I instantly lose more than half of my brain cells lol