#REGRET

Okay. Okay so not only is this late, but. But I'm just trash. So like, two posts ago, I wrote a Neat thing. A little drabble. Well in that small amount of time between then and now, I kinda started shipping Neat hard. And by hard, I mean really fucking hard. I wrote smut for it. I am so sorry. I'll put it under a cut. (U////////////U)

So long, Farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Adieu

So, this is going to be my last post of the year. This was a really fun project, and I had a lot of fun with it! Though I didn't get many page views, I still had fun posting and making my blog look cute. At the beginning of the year, I was only going to post music reviews. Thank God I decided that was too restricted. Not only did I have fun posting, but it was fun reading my other friends blogs!
But, this is not only going to be a goodbye post. Last quarter, my teacher requested that I put all of my OCs (Lea, Millie, Bea) together in a situation. Although they've been in many situations together in the book I'm writing with my friends, I didn't exactly have them all together...by themselves. So, here's my final little story, which is basically all three of them screwing around. Enjoy!

"Um, who's she." Lea said, pointing at me. I smiled a little, waving, but scooted a little behind Bea. She glared at me, and shifted in front of her table that had gears scattered across it. I swallowed a little. Bea rolled her eyes, stepping away from me.
"It's Millie, a girl I'm babysitting for the day while Tyler and Cassie are out," Bea said, her voice a little bitter. "Ugh, I can't believe they came to me. Why do they think I'm good with kids?" As she spoke, I fidgeted a little, not really sure what to do, or to say. I didn't really mind that she was complaining, after all I deserved it, but I just didn't know what to do.
"H-Hi." I squeaked out, my voice smothered in a southern accent. "How're ya?" Lea and Bea's eyes shifted to me, violet and yellow piercing my orange. I bit my lip, taking a step forward. "I'm Millie, I like your doo-das." I pointed at the gears on her table and Lea scoffed, rolling her eyes.
"Doo-das. Great. Wonderful. Listen, kid, if you knew what these could do, your mind would stop working. I can guarantee that. After all, you're ten, right? Nevermind, don't answer that. I'm right. You can't begin to understand the abilities we can do, so your little head won't take in what these are. They aren't just doo-das." I looked at the table and then at her, scuffling my feet.
"Y'know, I have a power too." I mumbled, looking away. Lea quieted down, scanning me.
"Really?" She wasn't asking me; Instead, Bea shrugged, leaning against the wall. "Yeah, that's what Tyler told me. Something about clouds." I tilted my head up and smiled.
"I can control weather." Lea looked at me some more, her eyes flicking down my body, scanning it. "Hm." She hummed, and turned to her gears. Picking one up, she turned a dial and pointed it at me, a small light shining in my eyes. I squinted, turning my face away.
"Hey, what're you d--" Lea cut me off, pushing the light closer. "Shut it. I'm taking a few tests and notes with this." She said, looking at a little screen attached to the device. Her black lips were pursed, and the light shut off. I blinked a few times, dazed.
"Well, seems you're not lying, at least, you think you aren't. You can't control weather. Weather occurrences happen whenever your emotions go askew. When you're older you'll be able to control it. But for now, you're just an accident waiting to happen." I frowned a little, looking at Bea, who was standing from the wall.
"Don't be so harsh, Lea. She's just a kid. And she can control it a little, I bet." She said, defending me. I went quiet, looking at the floor. The two bickered for a while, talking about whether or not I should be tested, and whether or not I'm safe. Finally, Bea grabbed my hand, pulling me out the door.
"We're gonna get ice cream." She muttered, and I smiled a little, walking with her.
"I never had ice cream." I mumbled. She gasped, and scooped me up.
"Well, let's go get some, hm? You can't go on forever without having any," Bea said, pulling a small, tired smile. I smiled back.
"Yay!"
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So, that was the little drabble I wrote. I didn't really have any idea in mind, just putting them together. And hoozah, they did stuff! Here's a picture of Lea and Millie, by the way (courtesy of Icon Generator):

Lea Vindico

Millie Stryker

If you want to make your own, go here. But, so this is sadly, farewell. I hope you all enjoyed this blog, because I put actual effort into this! Woo! So, later nerds, and have a nice life. Bye!! :D

They Get Into an Argument :\

Well I mean, my OTP can't always be mushy stuff. (remember kids, Anthony the classy dumbass belongs to my girlfriend, Allie. just a reminderrrr~)

I put my hands squarely on his chest, shoving him back. “I can’t believe you did that! Why can’t you just, for once Anthony, just fucking listen to me!” He took a step back, before clenching his fists.

“Because you’re irrational! You thought you could do it but you couldn’t!” He shouted, matching my tone. I growled, leaning forward, and bared my teeth at him in a snarl.

“At least I’m not always fucking it up! I wasn’t the one who failed the last mission because you held me back when I was supposed to move my position!” I was so angry, and a red haze covered my vision. Anthony started quivering, and I saw his jaw lock. He was trying to calm down. He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off.

“You always think I can’t do shit but you’re always wrong! I’m the one who can operate, I’m the one who can control my Shadow, who can control my powers, unlike you, who’s only ever fucked up! When was the last time you were able to complete a mission, Anthony?! I’ve only seen you sulk, and when you actually do something, it’s when you fuck up! You killed Raven, you hurt Shade, you killed your best friend because you were afraid! All your life you’ve just messed up! And you think I can’t pull a simple stunt off?!” He stopped, staring me in the eye, and unclenched his fists. I hissed, shoving him again.

“You’re just taking it again! You can’t even defend yourself! I thought you were over that, I thought you were able to fucking defend yourself, Anthony!” I shouted, and he snapped, throwing his hands up.

“I WAS ONLY EVER ABLE TO DO THAT BECAUSE OF YOU!” That made me stop, tense, as his voice cracked on the last word. We both fell silent, everything frozen. Then, without another word, he turned, grabbing his coat off the rack and left, the door closing behind him.

I was shaking, and I screamed at the closed door, then grabbed the nearest thing to me, a vase with a few lilies in it, and I threw it at the wall, watching as the beautiful gift shattered, water, lilies, and shards going everywhere.

And then I broke down, dropping, hugging my knees to me as I curled up. Fuck.

UPDATE: This is really kinda off topic, kinda, but I've been drawing Bea a lot lately and got a good picture of her, and now I'm kinda in love with drawing her. So, here, have an anguished Bea, that could maybe fit into this story, hm? 

Yeah it doesn't exactly fit into the story but whatever. *waves hands*

I wrote a story!

Hey again! So, I wanted to share with you my story that I recently wrote, but there's one problem. It's kinda long. I mean, not book length, it's only 1,000 words or so, but I mean, that's a lot for some. It was a collab writing too, with the help of my waifu. So, if you'd like to read it, click the little read more thing. Also, it's really sad. Just, just warning you.

Beatrix Serenity Holmes

So, as I promised from my last post, I am here to talk about my OC! I've been working on her for over a year now, and I've come so far into her history, personality, everything, I just want people to know about her. So, here's a little thing about Bea Holmes!

Gender:
Female
Age:
20 years old (Birthday being December 15th)
Height:
5’ 8’’
Status:
Antagonist/Protagonist
Power:
Bea has mind control; she can tell someone anything and they will do that. She can only do it on humans though, unless the animal has a human mind. Also, she has to make eye contact. Bea is known to be best at her ability, though she rarely uses mind control. The red X in her left eye is captivating and can have mass effect. The X appears over her irises, and on the victim, their pupil, though it only appears as she gives the orders.
Other than her mind control, Bea has knife shooters, a contraption unique and one of its kind. She made it herself; they hook around her arms, near her shoulders, and have a thin pad down the inside of her arm so she won’t get cut when flicking them out. The knives themselves are thin, but indestructible, and very sharp.
Appearance:
She is tall, and has blonde hair that falls to her chin/shoulders. The hair flips out at the ends, curling a little, but not too much. Her bangs are side swept to the right. She has violet eyes, almost a royal purple. Bea loves to wear long-sleeved flannel shirts (usually are plaid), and dark denim jeans with rips on them. She loves to wear combat boots sometimes, but usually Converse. Also, she wears a lot of jewelry around her neck and wrists. 
She carries a backpack full of things such as bandages and things. She also has lots of manga in there. And a gun, which she rarely uses. She wears a bandage that goes from her left cheek down to the bottom of her jaw, covering the scars from her suicide attempt. The suicide attempt was almost right after Ash (her brother)’s death (she was 17), but she was shaking too hard and misfired, shooting out her cheek. It left a horrible scar so she covered it up.
Personality:
Bea is known as a very bi-polar girl, having two sides. A pissy and untrustable side where she is cold and refuses to let anyone in, and then her sweet side that shows that she cares for the ones that are close to her. Almost all of the time though, she is a joker and a swearer, who can get easily pissed. She also is known to boast about herself at times. Bea can do very spontaneous things, and they can be dangerous or stupid. She also can be a bit of a bully sometimes, well to Shade, mostly.
Other Information:
She had a brother named Ash, who was pushed to Lizzie by Scarlett and Jade when he was young, being murdered brutally by Lizzie in her werewolf form. Bea attempted suicide after it, being cracked. She failed miserably though, and has two bandages, one on her cheek, the other on the bottom of her jaw. Those bandages are permanent, because the holes never quite closed up, and she hates the look of them.
After her brother died a girl named Jade said she could help her find the thing that killed her brother and to avenge him, and recruited Bea into the Shadows. Bea has been with the Shadows since she was sixteen and is one of the most dangerous and best. She is high up on the ranks with Cassie, Anthony, Jade, and Nate. 
Jade caught whiff of potential Shadows or threats, and sent Bea to recruit them. But Bea took too long and became too close, and so Jade sent Anthony after instead. Bea was livid, and scared because she doesn’t want her friends to become Shadows, but if she went against the Shadows they would execute her.

Here's a picture of an outfit she would wear:

Courtesy of Polyvore

Anywho, there's Bea for you. She's a lovely girl, trust me. After all, I did create her. *smirks* So, until next time, guys!!