Silly Little Wip I Don’t Think I’ll Finish, Enjoy!!

GB!Fenix and Hollis

-another (shorter) little piece of writing that i made -3-, fluffy <3

Fenix had grown more comfortable with Hollis over the course of a few months, and with time the stone cold maiden began to let the fiery girl into their room with little to no fight. She sat there now, perked on the couch in a relaxed manner, leaning back and finishing a puzzle on newspaper.

“Jeez.. this is really all Holly has for entertainment.. alright.. there’s a T-.. O.. but if the C goes there then it can’t be cottage.. mmm..” a pencil was held between her nose and puckered upper lip, the lax girl tinking quite hard with squinted eyes. Suddenly the detective walked through the door and closed it quickly, locking it. They slammed the curtains shut and stormed around out of Fenix’s view. Before she could get up and ask what the matter was Hollis had huffed their way into the room and sat beside their friend.

“Hey Holly.. rough day..?” She attempted at small talk with fail. The newspaper was set aside and she leaned onto her leg, closer to Hollis. “What happened?”

They stared with minimal relief, only sighing and pulling her into a hug. “..It’s only getting more dangerous everyday, my job is to make these things easier yet it’s like the harder i try.. the worse things get..” They crumpled up in Fenix’s arms, afraid.

She blinked hard, thinking deeply about this. Never did she imagine she’d be in the comforting position of the two, but seeing them afraid made them feel less rich and more human. She rubbed their back and hummed in acknowledgment, “You’re right about that, it gets harder the more you try.. thats part of growth, if it doesn’t get harder how will you get better? The problems won’t just sit there and let you deal with them they’ll try, meaning you’ll have to try extra hard to deal with them.” She lifted their chin, caressing their cheek softly. “I know you can deal with those stupid criminals and convicts, they’re all in the wrong and as long as you stay right you will win.. it’s a little childish i know, but sometimes we may need that.”

They took her words at more than face value, tears stinging their eyes gently but not enough to fall. “Yes.. Thank you for that..” They looked down again, sniffling and seeming to melt onto her soft chest. She looked away, a gentle blush dusted on her cheeks before she pulled them into an even deeper hug. Their arms were wrapped around her torso and they leaned back, the crybaby detective cuddling sleepily into her.

Relaxed, she smirked and sighed. “Drama queen.. sleep well..”

Despite not being awake to hear her they slept very well in that moment, the best they had in a while.

this movie looks so cool

Why do I always watch these movies with lights off? 😃

Patrick Lowell/ Fenix Jones- Discussions.

- heyaaa!! introducing: Patrick!! enjoy!!

Bright rays of sunlight seeped through the window, luminous and warm sheets hugging Fenix into a tight hug. He let out a contented sigh before stretching and yawning. This is perfect. A calming way to wake up, everything he could wish for.

-

The dream was interrupted by his alarm clock telling him to step out of fantasy land and make coffee, iron his clothes, and get to work. Another sigh escaped from him, this one tired and accepting. After his coffee had been brewed and his appearance groomed to perfection he locked his door and begrudgingly walked up the stairs and into the hotel lobby. The only thing that didn’t suck so much to him was his coworker Patrick.

“Good morning..” He yawned, stretching again and stiffening his uniform.

“Good mornin’! Sleep well, Jones..?” The timid man laughed out, obviously knowing the answer to that question yet asking it out of politeness.

Fenix offered him a tired smile anyway, the dull sunlight lighting up his barely visible freckles. “Sure Pat.. How about you?” He leaned on his palm whilst lax over the receptionist desk and listened intently. “Oh- it was better than no sleep at all ya know?”

He adjusted his glasses and sat down, the phone by him ringing almost immediately after.

‘Yep.. Already..’ Fenix thought whilst humming out of boredom. Though, he had to admit that being bored was better than working on call talking to obnoxiously rich accents with short tempers. He sat and looked presentable as people entered and left, booking rooms and checking out. Thankfully he hadn’t any calls to go through on his side, though he felt a bit of pity for the stuttering man beside him who’d gotten them all.

The clock between them both had rang signaling their break time; they put up their signs and went to the back.

“Finally..” Patrick sighed out, relief plastered all over his face as he pulled out a plastic container from his bag. “All those calls were practically back to back- I was running out of breath..” He admitted, taking a large bite of his thin sandwich.

“Yeah..” Fenix noticed the small portion of food Patrick had brought but kept his mouth shut out of respect; He’d known his friend to eat when stressed but it was a different level of stress when he didn’t eat at all. He was glad he at least had a sandwich to begin with. He himself though didn’t bring anything, planning to go out to buy his lunch instead.

Clear to Patrick however was Fenix’ distracted expression. He ate silently, his eyes practically on the redhead the entire time. “H-Hey- uh.. Whatcha thinkin’ about Jones..?” His hands were cleaned as he spoke.

His eyes slightly widened. “Huh?” Fenix perked up before standing and stretching out his bad posture.

He stood as well and wiped crumbs off of his face. “You seem pretty deep in thought.. I was just curious..” His timid nature rendered him quiet, nerve running through him as if he’d said something unpleasant. “Oh right.. We just got a peculiar resident is all.. He’s really weird..” Hummed Fenix, his eyes clouded with heavy thinking. “..Weird-, how..?”

“Weird as in he’s a nutcase, a diva.. and a weird guy…”

Patrick didn’t know how else to continue this conversation, Fenix’ intense looks intimidating him. “Ah- well.. break’s over..? Time to get to work right-?” He joked in a friendly manner and packed his empty containers up. “If you need a snack or something later-“ A ten dollar bill was pulled out from his pocket. “This is for you friend..” The kind act shocked Fenix out of his trance and he denied immediately. “No no, please keep it im alright but thankyou..”

“Really, this is a little payback for all those other times, take it please?”

He let out a sigh but couldn’t say no to Patrick, taking the money and shoving it in his pocket gratefully. “Thank you so much.. Sorry if I seem out of it, if you want I can pick up some calls..”

“T-That would be great..”

“Cmon buddy..” Fenix pat his friend’s back and they both stepped behind the counter, to resume working. However, Patrick thought harder about this weird resident, wondering about every detail in curiosity. Why’d they have his coworker thinking so hard? And what was so weird about them?

i love my man.

in lucient’s description it says he and accardi are friends, is he fond of juliek as well or do they hang out often even? sorry if bad english i don’t know how to word it :’3

also love the art lucient is my favorite so far :33

‘ ‘ a-aha-!! monsieur octavia is very neat!!— i treat his young daughter on occasion..— i would not say that we are close, non, but he is a nice man to be around!.. , ,

this cutie i drew during testing ♡

i had to.. they aren’t my favorite but i love them so much

please dont come for me they can work platonically and romantically-

assassin miku :33

-instead of a mic, a gun! (with a mic built into her tie of course)

-also i forgot to add earlier, miri gifted her favorite “superhero” her hair clips!! that’s why they’re there :3

new art trend idea

Draw your favorite ship as a miku design. any ship, it doesnt matter, and combine their designs into a hatsune miku hybrid

this is so cute

Pucca cookies

new oc drop.. yes it’s lazy… 😚😞

why’s the quality so crunchy….

i know she ate a leek