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you won't leave me right?

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Was tired of only having vibes and wanted to show my Unnamed!MC's relationship with Vere because Theya's dynamic with Vere is So Fucking Funny in my head but I am so bad at getting into Vere's head for dialogue purposes

The Wet Wick is bustling this time of night, the walls lit by flickering lanterns and the massive fireplace off to the side of the room. Leander's commandeered that area, sitting sprawled across the plush armchair and locked in what looks to be a decidedly one-sidedly serious discussion with another gang leader. Theya notes the purple strip looped around the man's arm, and then looks away. The Wick may not technically belong to the Bloodhounds, but their marks were all over the place. It was foolish for another gang come wandering in to make trouble.

Theya sits alone at a table in the corner, out of their line of sight. On the table, her fingers trace the chipped edge of the mug and nurses a cup of tea. It's an unusual choice for the alehouse, but seeing as she didn't drink in public her options were extremely limited.

The door opens again, bringing with it a chill gust of wind. Theya's sharp eyes dart over to see who had come in, and just as quickly begin searching for a quick escape through the crowd. She doesn't know why she bothers as blood-red eyes spot her instantly. A toothy smirk curves an unfairly pretty mouth, and she barely has time to bite back a scowl before he strides confidently to her table. Eyes follow him all the while, a mixture of attraction, eagerness, and nerves in every one. Dinner and an unexpected show.

"Theya, what a surprise. I didn’t think they served tea in this cesspit. Well, not anything decent at least," Vere leans against her table. His tail flicks lazily behind him, shaking off the few flakes of snow that had managed to cling to the fur.

Theya doesn't look up, refusing to engage. They both know it won't last. "They don’t. I bought the leaves myself and asked to use the kitchen's kettle."

"And decided to enjoy it in the darkest, drabbest corner of this place?" Despite his words, Vere slides into the bench opposite her, uninvited and utterly uncaring. "What happened to your aspiring sugar daddy? Did Leander stop paying for your bathwater and leave you completely destitute?"

"Wow, calling me a desperate whore and a gold-digger," Theya rolls her eyes as she glances up at Vere with an exasperated scowl. "That's so original and not at all super repetitive and boring. Try again. If you're about to ruin my evening at least make it interesting."

Vere's eyes light up, his smirk splitting apart into a toothy grin. Behind him, the shadows on the walls writhe and curl as though they might leap from the brick and mortar. Theya lets her eyes flicker over them before looking away, careful not to stare too long. She still remembers the feeling of Vere's hands around her throat, and she hates it. Hates the smug tilt of his head, the predatory gleam of his gaze. Hates that she cannot bring herself to back down in the face of his words, cannot help but meet his cutting derision with equally incisive retorts.

"Careful darling," the fox drawls. "You almost sound like you're not happy to see me, and we both know where that resentful road leads."

Theya sneers. "I'd rather swallow shards of glass, throw them back up, and then swallow the bloody pieces again than play your sycophantic games."

Vere leans back, watching her with an amused look on his pretty face. "The more you fight, the more interesting the chase becomes."

"I thought you didn't care about most people?" Theya threw the words back in his face as she sipped her tea, tasting honey at the bottom that hadn't finished dissolving into the hot water. Gold clings to her lips and she licks them clean.

Vere's half-lidded eyes unabashedly follow the smooth motion of her tongue, and something hot singes across the skin of her shoulders beneath her cloak and up to her cheeks.

The fox stiffens in his seat, and no. Absolutely not. As composed as she can manage, Theya rises to her feet and levels Vere with a cool glare.

"Find someone else to harass, Vere. I have more than enough problems without the likes of you bothering me."

It's the wrong thing to say. The likes of you. It claws into Vere's pride, she knows. It's why she said it in the first place, but the misstep is clear when his voice drops into a smooth, icy drawl. Ice over a lake, hiding horrors beneath.

"Problems, huh?" He hums, crossing his legs and never taking his eyes off face. His eyes grow wide and flay, pupils vanishing into a red so unnaturally bright it makes her brain hurt. "Like your sister. Dione, was it? How tragic. If only you weren't cursed, you might have been able to save her."

"Don't," Theya hisses quietly.

"It must hurt," the fox continues, unperturbed. "All the way down to your bones. That you didn't even know she was dead until it was your turn to die."

"I said don't."

"Just picture the look on her face when the sacrificial knife came down. When she finally realized her big sister wasn't coming for her. My, I wonder what her last words were."

"Probably that she wouldn't want her name in the mouth of a yapping beast!" Theya snaps, loud enough that a hush falls over their corner of the bar. The two stare at each other, dark brown into seething scarlet, and Theya briefly wonders if this was how she dies. Defiant to the very end.

Then a tattooed hand falls on Vere's shoulder. It's matched by the gloved fingers pulling her away from the table.

"Theya! There you are," Leander gathers the woman up into his chest and chivvies her away from the two monsters. Theya lets him move her, and refuses to look back at the blood-red eyes boring into the back of her head.

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DONE WITH DRAMA, BACK TO TS BRAINROT! 😌

[future-ph3nix]

Since the ability to reply to this directly has been removed from me even when I don’t think I was being disrespectful in any way, and my handle is visible in their screenshots, here goes :

1 - I don’t follow you. Someone I follow unfortunately reblogged you. That’s just how tumblr works honey.

2 - Same with creative ideas. You post them. Someone reblogs them. More people see them. It’s a platform made up of creatives. Don’t want to share? Then just don’t share.

3 - Are you the authority on what’s a creative idea and what’s a fictional trope? Everything’s a rehash of sth else in some way. Wth is « WELL ESTABLISHED"?

4 - You’re comparing fanfiction to fanart which is nonsensical. Copying an existing drawing is not the same as writing based on an idea, considering there are as many spins possible on it as there are writers. If we go there, fanarts start up as abstract ideas before being realized. You could give one prompt and get 100 different drawings from them.

As an example you reposted this :

But this also exists :

Same idea, different art styles, different characters and it wouldn’t occur to me to accuse either one of plagiarism.

5 - Did you purposefully ignore what I said about crediting (when possible) and actually asking OPs for permission ?

K', bye.

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Kay', been blocked for tamingly voicing my opinion. Noice. 👌🏽

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Is "can I write this?" acceptable?

Maybe unpopular opinion but not all people who post ideas/headcanons are writers to begin with… And even writers get ideas they know they won’t have the dedication to fully write about. That’s the beautiful thing about fandom communities IMO. You think about something, don’t have the time/energy to put the exhausting work in, but would love to see it seeing the light of day so you just put it out there as it is.

And I would never use an idea that isn’t my own without crediting but there were times I asked the OP if I could "steal" their idea and never got an answer, so I sadly gave up on it. Never got to the point of using someone else's idea but sometimes, a sentence from a random person on tumblr can spark a fire of inspiration and my opinion is it’s a shame to repress potentially good stories for the sake of "idea copyright", as long as some etiquette is respected. I myself wouldn’t mind if people built/extrapolated/alternate ended upon something I wrote or talked about, even without credit. Especially considering that in fandom, popular HCs end up becoming tropes so involuntarily copying someone else becomes inevitable in the end?

Also this whole way of thinking goes against everything that defines fanfiction in the first place? We're all basically looking at texts we love and deciding "I should write about this".

Idk, if I had an idea so revolutionary that I didn’t want anyone to use it before me, I wouldn't post about it in the first place.

And if I want to post it anyway, I’d at least add a please don’t use mention or something.

i'm gonna hold your hand when i say this but commenting "i should write this" on someone else's post is crazy work

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you know you’re a writer when…

you spend 30 minutes choosing the perfect synonym for “said” only to change it back to “said.”

you google “how long does it take to bleed out” at 3 a.m. and now the FBI is probably watching you.

you write one sentence, stare at it, rewrite it 14 times, and somehow end up back at the original version.

“this scene is so important” but you have no idea what the scene actually is or why it’s important.

you come up with the best story ideas… in the shower… with no way to write them down.

your characters feel like real people but also you’re like “who are these guys and what do they want from me?”

your brain says “start writing!” but instead you reorganize your desk, reread your notes, and spend two hours naming a side character who shows up once.

you’ve cried over your WIP exactly 67 times and will do it again because the pain is the point.

you reread something you wrote and think, “wow, did i peak as a writer three months ago?”

every writing session begins with the sacred ritual of scrolling social media, opening unnecessary tabs, and procrastinating until panic sets in.

you have no idea how long a chapter should be, so you just… vibe.

you can’t watch tv or movies without mentally critiquing the plot, dialogue, and pacing.

your writing playlist is 98% vibes, 2% songs you’ll actually listen to while writing.

you keep a “murder notebook” but swear it’s not suspicious because it’s for your novel (probably).

the phrase “just one more draft” is your eternal mantra, even though you’ve rewritten this thing more times than you can count.

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Sounds right. What a manipulative little shit. I love him.

Leander doesnt usually get properly sloshed because I feel like he has an incredibly high tolerance. BUT he does pretend it's lower. People's lips get looser when he's slurring his words and flushed all tipsy-like. It makes him seem more harmless. The intimidating height and broadness of his build isn't as apparent when he's giggling and slumping onto the bar.

It also gives him an excuse to be relentlessly clingy and sappily affectionate with you.

[future-ph3nix]

Come down to the black sea

That song really fits the siren-like attitude of Ais at the seaspring.

This is just one the multiple nightmares of Scarlet deciding to go for a drink. It's not like she wants to it's more likely... Somewhere in her mind a voice tells her that she must.

A fate that was result of someone else's will. Gods playing and turning her into a puppet that needs to reveal real Ais' motives and powers. As a lost oracle... Unnamed... She finds herself in a little war that she didn't ask for and as time passes by the thoughts get worse and worse.

Cursed and manipulated, Scarlet tries to do her own choices and live normally. The encounter with these monsters gave her a little hope.

Still she's councious that the price might be high.

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Well... Just wanted to introduce a bit of my lore for my MC! Also love reading your lores so feel free to tag me and share the ideas if you wish! @toxintouch @queen-shiba

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This 👆🏽

Just a little theory to ocudeus.

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I mean seriously I NEED THIS HAND to grab my ass hold mine. 🥹

Realizing I NEED @redspringstudio to drop a jewelry line IMMEDIATELY, starting with Ais’ matching bracelet and ring (but I’d gladly wear Leander’s earring too).

Also realizing I’m developing a hand kink because of a fictional character. And getting wild HCs about possible engravings on the little plaque charms.

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"That one favourite"??? I have several of those.

do you guys ever have that one favourite touchstarved content creator in tumblr and you so badly wanna be friends and moots with them but you're too shy so you just keep trying to make some interesting or funny touchstarved related posts in hope it will reach them and hope they will find you cool like hey i'm pretty cool i think and i'm funny i'm not gonna say hi to you though please notice me please im

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Realizing I NEED @redspringstudio to drop a jewelry line IMMEDIATELY, starting with Ais’ matching bracelet and ring (but I’d gladly wear Leander’s earring too).

Also realizing I’m developing a hand kink because of a fictional character. And getting wild HCs about possible engravings on the little plaque charms.

[future-ph3nix]

@allownooxymorons why did I immediately think of you? 😂

writing dialogue is just advanced theater where you play every role and silently judge yourself as the audience.

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For inspo my beloveds 👀

Smutty One-Liners Part VII

"Let me kiss it better."

"You definitely know what to do."

"Why am I the only one naked right now?"

"I just need you to say yes."

"Your screams will wake everyone up."

"We have all night together."

"Let me feel you react."

"What a dirty little mind you have."

"Please, tell me what to do."

"You seem to like what you see."

"Are you looking for your underwear?"

"Oh, you're so sensitive."

"You really are a good boy/girl."

"This is not the time to act innocent."

"Stop looking at me like that or I can't guarantee for anything."

"I'm going to shower now. You're coming?"

"Hmm, maybe I should shut you up now."

"Maybe it's a sin, but I don't care."

"You're such a tease!"

"Oh, we're not done yet."

Smut Masterpost

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This is Mhin and Ais and you can’t change my mind!!!

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I literally joined tumblr and discord because of Touchstarved. We’re all bordering on insanity hyperfixating together. 🤍

hey guys. im typing this at 2 am scrolling through the deep depths of tumblr to find touchstarved content. connections. i follow a huge touchstarved themed account, look through their reposts, click on the account of the reposted post, scroll through that account to find more touchstarved content, then find a repost again and once again click on the account of the reposted post, and the cycle goes on and on. i am so normal about this game. i dont know what i would do without it. it's my hobby. its awesome. its so fun. consuming every drop of touchstarved game content. yes. its whimsical. truly the essence of life. gooning and geeking and freaking all morning. all afternoon. all night. i love red spring studios. i love this game. if i haven't discovered this game i dont know what i would be doing right now. i would probably be sleeping. but this is awesome. i dont wanna sleep. this is amazing. i'm at the peak of my life. i love all the touchstarved content creators. they feed me. they entertain me. whether it be a meme post, a theory post, any fuckin post about touchstarved. any character. mhin. kuras. leanord. ais. vere. yes. all of them. i love it.