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-DolosiM-[OP]
17.02.2021 14:00
Link-Credit to Bargi-
A- Ollie asks what sex is (Only doing this for a friend so she can suffer (hah, you were the one to give the idea))
B- You oc finds Jynx (smol neko) in a tree, curled up and bruised
C- Your oc was wandering and heard a voice. When they went to follow, they found {insert Melody, Owen, or HArper} singing and working on a love song to your oc
-Credit to DaddysHome243-
D- Max or Varien took a gig at your local bar and he plays a romantic slow song because it was the singles night at the bar and your Oc was there looking at him play then he looks your Ocs way and winks
E- Tavar was on his shift when your oc comes up and starts ordering a whole lot of drinks and the bartender, Tavar tries to stop them but when he finally does, your oc gets mad and starts to yell at him so he just gave another drink.
-my ideas-
f- your oc comes home from a trip to find a lot of things in their house knocked over or moved. Then they heard a thud from a far room, where one of my blind ocs were hiding
-DolosiM-[OP]
17.02.2021 14:00
LinkOllie (gay)- https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-ijB2hN7t8Vkf
Jynx (bi, prefers girls)- https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-COBF3JsJ745V
Melody (pan)-https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-Q1RKs8VGZ7By
Owen (gay) - https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-IYMzuISsfd6x
Harper (bi) - https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-0hb4MV3Ng9BX
Max (pan) - https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-22gnvqkoKOOh
Varien (gay) - https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-j2hu32WOAWhG
Tavar (bi) - https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-kIcwuSrazHsm
all le blinds:
Liam (pan, refers bois) - https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-5EzeynAMNoks
Calli- Doesnt have ref, is a blind white&tan owl shifter, fem, Bi
Rin (Bi) https://flipanim.com/anim=kx84tpqq#comment-KlQs7iCmhhco
Enri- Doesn't have a ref, white dragon empath shifter, fem, Lesbian
Sofia's face gained a small tint of pink but she shook it off, *damnit damnit damnit, he probably does that to everyone.. dont think of it to much* she thought to herself as she looked at her drink
she had changed, she was now in a fancy dress and she had a pendant on that said her name
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aaa i didnt wake up until earlier to see this but D and F seem pretty coooool.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Im sorry that i havent responded yet bc school and stuff. UHHH lets see. I ALSO LIKE C ****
okay okay lets see. Cas for C (prolly owen, D seems like a Milo type of situation (idc who u use for him), F seems like Charlie (still don't care but if u wanna make it a ship use someone who likes dudes).
cas: https://flipanim.com/anim=b9lsijfb (u already know what he looks like but idc)
milo: https://flipanim.com/anim=68aboesg (same thing)
Charlie: https://flipanim.com/anim=3q9c726y (he's a himbo)
uK MAYBE I SHOULD ACTUALLY START SMKFHSKJFHDKJHF I FORGOT SMH ME))
He smiled a little when he saw Owen, walking over, making sure to announce his presence with a "Hey!"
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Milo flushed a little at the wink, looking around to see if anyone else noticed. Of course, there were a few that did that were around him that thought that wink was meant for them. He assumed that it was meant for someone around where he was, or it was just something the singer liked to do to ramp up the audience. So, with that in mind, Milo just continued to sip on his drink with that in mind.
(i actually thought about it and i don't wanna do F so this is what u get)
He noticed when Owen jumped, blushing slightly himself, though it was in embarrassment. "I'm sorry if I interrupted something important..."
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He just continued to sip on his drink, a little sus of Varien, though figured like last time that he was most definitely not going to him. Milo didn't consider himself lucky, and only pure luck would draw them close. He'd probably act like he didn't know what tonight was, even if he secretly did know exactly what tonight was and why he was here. He's needed to get over his previous partner for a while now, but he's only started to try as of recent.
(i figured i would reply to this stuff before i pass out)
He didnt, dw. Cas let out a little hum, asking, "So watcha working on?"
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Milo looked him over, the alcohol in his blood making his cheeks tint pink. He nodded, though his amethyst eyes still searched for something in Varien. "You waiting for someone?"
"Really? Thats pretty cool. What's it about?" he asked, quite interested. He had more of that nice sea shanty type of voice, so he's not the greatest singer, but hey he has a solid tenor voice.
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"I would hope so." he reached for his locket instinctively, only to find it wasn't there. He didn't need to have the weight of his dead ex's face hanging from his neck tonight. When he realized, he just scratched his neck instead, since he's awkward and didn't want to reach for something or whatever that wasn't there, and put his hand down again.
"I.. haven't gotten enough of it together yet to say that for sure, cause I might go a different way with the song-" he squeaked out, flushing of course. He knew full and well the song was about Cas. Did he know how to say that wihtout being awkward? nope
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"What do you mean by that?" he asked curiously, sitting across from him
"Ah, I see. I get that. It's the same way with my writing." he said with a hum, not really noticing the blush. He sat down next to Owen, looking out at the scenery. "It's a nice day out." was all he could say, not good with words and stuff, even if he did write. He wasn't good at speaking basically.
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"I mean that I hope I'm the calmest around here. You see everyone go head over heels for you when you got up on stage? Everyone here tonight is looking for a one-night stand, getting over a breakup, or a long-time member of the singles club. I'm not one to go after looks, so that's why I'm glad." he took another sip of his drink, looking a little bored now. "You're a great performer."
He hummed in agreement, nodding with a smile as he sat up again. "It is! I actually only stopped here to test out another verse," he said, then pointed in one direction, "There a cove way further out there that's /really/ pretty!"
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"Ah, thank you, and honestly that's why I sat with you and not someone else," he laughs softly, looking out unto the crowd as he spoke evenly, "Not that you aren't nice looking or anything, but you don't seem like the horny one-night-stand guy like the majority of the crowd,"
"Really? Ive never really took my time to look around here before. The only time i really come out here is at night to clear my mind, which usually means standing still for an hour." he said with a soft chuckle.
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Milo snorted, giving him a nod. "Well, I haven't done anything even close to something sexual in years, and I'm not too keen on doing anything like that in the near future either. Plus, having sex drunk isn't consent or anything. I'm not here for something like that."
"Owen!! Dont be wandering around if you don't know where you're going! What if you have gotten hurt???" he asked, being a mother hen.
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"To care about someone again." yeah, that was kind of angsty to say, but it was true. He desperately wanted to care about someone again. He craved a close bond.
"sorry!" he squeaked when he realized that worried him, "I think that was one of the days you were busy at the dock or something,, plus, I never saw anyone even near here!"
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"Well, if a friendship counts, I could help with that," he jokes, though he knew what he meant
"Yeah, but still. Doesn't matter if it's hunters or a slope that's a little too steep, I don't want you getting hurt. I'm not going to prevent you from exploring, obviously, but please take extreme caution. Bad people like to hang out around places like these. The rocks here are sharp as well." he knew what he was probably being a little too overprotective, but he didn't care.
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Milo looked over to him with a raised brow, not getting the joke. "You think I show up to singles night at my local bar to find a friend?" another snort came from the lad. "Damn, you're an idiot." Drunk milo doesn't know how jokes work apparently.
Cas sighed as he went old man mode to stand up, letting out a little groan. His bones.... His bonesss!
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"HUH? Joke? Who told a joke?" unless its a very direct punchline type of thing he wont get it. His brain said no.
He let out another groan as he finally got up, stretched, and followed along. Yeah, Calamity worked a lot with physical labor and stuff, but that doesn't mean that his back and knees don't ****ing kill him every day. "I'm not a sea slug!!"
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"You? You made a joke? When?" he asked, very confused. Forgive the punk boy, he's drunk and stupid.
(shhhhutup)
Chronic pain just got to him, man. Stupid genetics. He waddled his way over to Owen, before getting in the groove of walking, taking his sexy steps. I don't know how you'd explain it, but you know how sometimes people walk and you're like 'damn, I like that walk. I'm attracted to that walk'? Castiel has a hot walk. His hips sway side to side a little, his steps are not delicate but not stomps, he seems to know where he's going most of the time. Shit like that. Maybe I'm weird.
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"Not a lot. Lightweight." he simply said, this being probably his third drink of the night.
holy hell I thought I was the only one who noticed how some people just have this attractive gait for no reason-
well anyway, Owen definitely doesn't have a sexy gait. I mean, he's gotten used to walking an all, but its more normal than any kind of sashay. Owen happily leg him through some forest, which seemed to be getting a little thicker as the walked, making it pretty obvious how he'd gotten lost origionally
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"Damn," he hummed, definitely not a lightweight. Not that he just guzzles down a sixpack a day, just he parties a lot when ever he's not watching over hit lil bro
He followed along, looking around, making sure he had his dagger on him. Cas was paranoid as **** about absolutely everything.
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"Yeah, stages are serious, idiot, sad, idiot, serious, sad, blackout. I'm between the second idiot and serious right about now."
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his eyes widened a little, now super self-conscious. "do I really look... constipated?" he mumbled to himself, trying to loosen up but failing.
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(my brain just died a little and i forgot to respond to this one welp good thing i immediately realized)
"No. I'm never really good with jokes. I can't really tell. I'm autistic, so I tend to struggle more with social stuff. I mean, I..." he thought for a bit, before continuing, having forgotten what he was going to say "I'm pretty monotone myself, and I cant tell what someone is trying to say by tone alone. I'm getting better though. that's why you'll also see that I'm not really expressive. I try, but it isn't exactly natural for me. Can't really read expressions either." Milo explained
Owen was just being a whole crate of giggles and he took Cas' hand and showed him the rest of the way, "Don't worry! I was joking, plus, the view will help!" he smiled widely when the broke form the tree line to see a rather beautiful, shimmering and secluded cove surrounded by sand and smooth rocks from the size of pebbles to boulders/
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(p f f f t - )
"Oh- sorry-" he said, not expecting that answer, "I thought it was the alcohol alone that made you misunderstand the joke,"
He looked around, letting out a "Woah..." as he looked around curiously, casually intertwining his fingers with Owen's trynna be smooth and shit.
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"Naw it's fine. My brain is just funky." mine is too milo, mine is too.
(*pssssssssssst* respond to the tetsu and elli one)
"I cant believe you just... found this place." he said in awe
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"Oh I know I'm not. Why are you talking to me again?" he asked, not trying to be rude, but it came off that way
Owen giggled happily, "Actually, the way we went was the thinnest part of the woods. nearly all the other sides from the forest are barely passable. Well, for me at least, I may have missed something," he hummed
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"Cause youre the only that won't immediately try and hook up wth me when I talk to you," he said
"yeah, but still. You got lost, didnt you?"
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"I bet there are some other people in here that won't wanna try and have sex with you. Like the lesbians, and the straight dudes. Who was that wink for? Don't you want to hang out with them instead?" he asked next
"Ah, well I will be able to lead you back. I have a fairly decent sense of direction."
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"For me? Why? Arent winks supposed to be, like, romantic or something?"
"Oh I know the way back from here now, I've been here a few times actually," he said turning behind them and pointing at one of the trees, where 'someone' had wedged a seashell or colorful rock between/inside the bark
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"Are you trying to ask for me to leave?" he asked in retort, "I don't mean to be a bother, really."
"You could've wedged it in between some branches, but alright." his heart ached for the poor tree, getting a whole damn seashell shoved in you like that. Cas could feel for a tree but he had no trouble killing people. Figures.
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His eyes went wide at the tone before he curled into himself a bit. "I apologize. I didn't mean to sound rude. It was a genuine question." Milo stared at his lap in shame and sadness, in a completely submissive state. Like a hurt puppy, or possibly someone expecting to get hit and being completely fine with it. Milo's past is troubling, to say the least.
"Well comon." he ushered Owen over to the tree, pulled out the seashell, before lifting Owen up high enough to where he could put the shell in the tree. It was fairly easy for him.
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"No. No its fine. I just. Yeah. You're fine." he honestly was enjoying his talk with Varien.
Cas smiled as he let Owen down, looking up at the shell. "That's much better. And the shiny bits catch the light better up there, don'tcha think?"
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He knocked back his drink, before asking "Is there anything you would like to talk about?" he started to drift into the serious and sad stage of drunkenness. Someone needs to cut him off before he gets shitfaced.
"Yeah! And now the tree doesnt hurt anymore,,,"
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"Eh. I'm sad I'm trying to get over the death of someone that I loved very much two years down the line by getting with someone else, but have failed miserably so far. I cry every night over one thing or another, work has made me miserable, cost me so much money with my therapist. My guinea pig has been my only will to live for a long time. Need I say more? Because I think I deserve a drink."