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[herspawn]

Logging onto here to say please do not associate me with Bunny. As someone who had been away from tumblr before befriending them, I had no idea the type of person they were. I have promptly removed them from my life.

Only a side note I am still on hiatus due to my mental health. This all came about at the worst time but I cannot let myself be associated any longer.

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I’ve heavily debated how/when to post this, but due to some very personal mental health issues ive been having ooc. I’ve decided to go on a very long hiatus to focus on myself. Tumblr is not the place I need to be while I have my manic moments. I just have overwhelmed myself and cannot dedicate time to my little hobby as I would like to. I will be on discord but not as consistently. I love y’all and see y’all again soon.

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would you take a look at me? surrender, can't you see? 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑹 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑼𝑹𝑵 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑯𝑶𝑾, 𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑭𝑬𝑪𝑻 𝑰 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑩𝑬. / indie rp for various original characters reworked into baldur's gate 3. feat. nalla adaar, dragon-touched goliath, multi-classed path of the true-form devotee dragon speaker / barbarian. mun & muses 21+. minors dni. adored by: erin (sideblog. follows back from gildedthrns.)

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// @herspawn

[herspawn]

general psa that i will NEVER be upset with you for taking forever/never answering something i send you 

we all have lives outside of this and muses are fickle like, i get it and i never want anyone to be afraid that i’d hold it against them like if i send you a meme and you’re not feeling it? you don’t need to answer it

if we plot something and i make a starter and you’re not feeling it anymore? that’s okay too. even if halfway through a thread it feels like it’s going nowhere so you wanna drop it? that’s 100% okay

honestly? you don’t even need to let me know you’re dropping something/not answering something like im not here to pressure you or bug you about replies and i don’t care if you’re actively writing with other people  or anything, like if you’re not interested in writing something with me i won’t take it personally

and even if you don’t want to drop something and take literal months to answer? that’s chill like me too okay

and all i ask is that you extend the same courtesy to me <3 

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Hey, can y’all rb this if it’s okay to send you messages asking about your ocs, cause on god I wanna interact with y’all but I am terrified of being annoying lol

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Sunny has me eating my own hands. thE WAY HE LOOKS AT HER I CANNOT.

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It was like her mouth and brain were not making the connection and it came out of her mouth like a wave of water. Seeing Nalla's face was enough to remind the drow what they were looking for. She knew that. She knew the other was missing their son. Why did she have to ask outloud like that? No idea but now she felt so small.

It wasn't even like they forgot, they just couldn't stop the pour of the words coming from their lips.

" ⸻ I don't know why I asked that. I know we are looking for him. We will find him, I promise. " She was using the knowledge she was taught to try and defuse the situation. Ivy's stomach now in knots with worry. Not just for herself but for the goliath. She cannot imagine the worry a mother may feel while their child is lost. Ivy couldn't help but let her mind think about her own mom and the worry she must be going through.

She just shakes her head before humming, not wanting to linger on the thoughts for long. This wasn't about her pity party, they were looking for Nalla's son. Every spot they passed, Ivy kept ruby eyes moving, letting Lae'zel speak to the members of the creche. When Ivy finally speaks up next, she's looking at Nalla. The nervous flicker of eyes even if this question is harmless. " My next question, what is his name? "

@herspawn sent: what exactly are we looking for ,  again ? ( nalla )

the goliath was as wound up as a tightly coiled spring; one wrong move and the aftermath would spell destruction for all within this creche. they hadn't really done wrong, perse. the githyanki were just as defensive and cautious as goliaths were, nalla understood this. yet what caused that ice cold blood to boil was how they casually brushed off her entire reason for being here in the first place. she didn't care about a cure, didn't care about their fight, only to reclaim that which was hers.

the goliath's icy gaze scanned every room they entered, glancing about in all the nooks and crannies in the hopes of finding him. the drow was aware of what the goliath requested, was informed of the importance. however, the next question that would pull from their lips came horrifically close to setting the goliath off in ways that would be both dangerous and deadly to everyone here.

what exactly are we looking for, again?

her head swiveled, gaze dropping to peer at them with one of the most appalled and hateful glares they could muster in that moment.

" what are- what are we looking for? " there was a harshness in their voice that they normally reserved for more deserving creatures, but this anger was not an ordinary anger to begin with.

her voice did not raise, did not explode outwards in a storm of anger. instead, it maintained a certain degree of level-headedness, a quiet, controlled rage that could, if she warranted it, let loose at a moments notice. yet she didn't. her words bit like ice; cold, harsh, and brutal all the same.

" we are looking for my child, my son. i advise you remember that, or when we find him, i'll gladly feed your forgetful little brain to him myself. "

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shoutout to everyone who has stuck around while i have done no writing at all. I plan to crank out things tonight if I can get the time to.

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❛  why couldn't bhaal have made me less beautiful?  ❜

" I am not going to say anything. I like having my knee caps not broken if I call you anything else. "

 𝑴𝒀 𝑰𝑴𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑳 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. [ x ]

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i'm going to eat my hands at her little pout. I love her so much.

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I sit here and think of what a “dark” Ivy boss fight is and man the imagery I get just. I wish I cOULD DRAW OR SOMETHING

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If she's an overthinker, make sure to overstimulate her so she can't think at all

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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐎 👀.

okay so i got like, three books delivered this week, and in anticipation i reread another book that i had, and lads, let me tell ye, it was like quicksand. so now i have a list, some from my head, many from my wonderful friends’ heads, of prompts that basically made us all very soft or very “pleasantly scandalized rich lady from the sixties who just found out a juicy bit of goss about the new neighbor”. i hope ye like them! (DO NOT ADD TO THE LIST. I WILL MAKE A PART TWO. AND THREE. AND FOUR. MANY MANY PARTS. EVENTUALLY. )

[ HAIR ]:          sender slowly reaches out to catch a loose strand of the receiver’s hair and tuck it gently and securely back behind their ear, letting their touch linger afterwards. (if the receiver has short hair, then the sender reaches out and gently runs their fingers through their hair to smooth it back.)

[ CLOSE ]:          while standing remarkably close to one another, the sender is unable to stop themselves from running their gaze across the receiver’s body, lingering for a moment on their lips, before returning to initiate prolonged, intense eye contact.

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly.

[ THUMB ]:          while cupping the receiver’s cheek in their hand, the sender slowly glides their thumb across their cheekbone in a tender, sweeping caress.

[ WOUND ]:          upon noticing a recent injury on the receiver’s person, the sender carefully moves closer, running a thumb (or hand) across the wound in a gentle, troubled manner.

[ INHALE ]:          while standing in very close quarters to the receiver, the sender shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another.

[ DANCE ]:          when alone together (e.g. the bedroom, the kitchen, literally anywhere once they’re alone) the sender takes the receiver’s hand, and pulls them into a graceful yet intimate dance as a spontaneous act.

[ BARE ]:          as they get undressed, the sender gently places a soft, tender kiss against the receiver’s bare shoulder.

[ SCAR ]:          noticing a scar on the receiver’s skin, the sender tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it.

[ FOREHEAD ]:          placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

[ PALM ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender brings it to their mouth, and places a tender kiss against the receiver’s palm.

[ LINGER ]:          taking the receiver’s hand, the sender lifts it to their lips, and gently kisses their knuckles, lingering for a moment before withdrawing.

[ BEHIND ]:         upon entering the same room as the receiver, the sender steps behind them, and winds their arms around the receiver’s waist, drawing them close against them.

[ WAIT ]:          realizing the receiver is about to leave the room, the sender hastily reaches out and catches their wrist, preventing them from continuing their departure.

[ ARM ]:          after holding their hand, the sender releases the receiver, but slowly glides their hand up the full length of their arm, lingering on the upper arm, then the shoulder, then resting their touch against the side of their neck.

[ HOLD ]:          while close to the receiver, the sender wordlessly takes a hold of their hand, for no other purpose than to be holding it.

[ PLAY ]:          while sitting together, the sender absently lifts the receiver’s hand, idly running their fingertips across the lines of their palms, mapping out every inch of their hand with slow, lazy touches.

[ GUIDE ]:          in the process of guiding the receiver through a crowded place, the sender’s hand protectively grazes against the small of their back

[ TOUCH ]:          while touching the receiver’s waist, the sender’s hand briefly dips beneath the hem of their shirt, skimming briefly across the bare skin of their waist.

[ CUP ]:           bringing both hands up to cup the receiver’s face, the sender draws them in closer to them in order to get a better look at their face.

[ TUG ]:          the sender tugs the receiver close against them by resting a hand against the small of their back, pulling them flush against their body.

[ HUSH ]:          while standing close to one another and hiding from pursuers, the sender reaches up and places a finger against the receiver’s lips to prevent them from speaking and revealing their location.

[ WRAP ]: when sitting astride a horse/motorcycle/etc. together, the sender reaches back, takes the receiver’s wrists, and gently pulls their arms around the sender’s waist in an embrace designed to keep the receiver safe, despite feeling remarkably intimate.

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Nonverbal RP Starters

I’m finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought I’d make a few!

Neutral

☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder

👉 Point to something for my muse to see

🤙 Bump into my muse

😊 Sit down next to my muse

🤨 Sit down across from my muse

📓 Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse

✍️ Pass my muse a note

🙄 Roll their eyes at my muse

🚪 Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my muse’s attention without speaking

Aggressive

🐺 Growl at my muse

😬 Snarl/show teeth at my muse

😠 Death Glare at my muse

🙌 Push/Shove my muse

👊 Punch my muse

👖 Kick my muse in the shin

👠 Stomp on my muse’s foot

😵 Knee my muse in the gut

💀 Knee my muse in the groin

🔪 Point a weapon at my muse

🖕 Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture

��� Roughly pull my muse down by the collar

💢 Bang on a door/wall/table to get my muse’s attention- angrily

Angst

👩‍⚕️ Put pressure on my muse’s wound

🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

🥣 Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick

🤢 Hold my muse’s hair back/Rub my muse’s back while they are sick/throwing up

👐 Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying

👁 Wake my muse up during a nightmare

🐱 Hold my muse after a nightmare

😭 Hold my muse when they are crying

😢Touch my muse’s shoulder while they are crying in secret

💧 Wipe away my muse’s tears

💥 Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment

⛈ Find my muse after some kind of trauma

Soft

👕 Tug on my muse’s sleeve/shirt/skirt

🐈 Lean against my muse’s side

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

🤗 Pull my muse into a hug

🐕 Rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee

🐶 Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]

✋ Touch the back of my muse’s hand

🤝 Reach for my muse’s hand to hold it

👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes

😴 Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them

🛌 Crawl under the covers with my muse

🥪 Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse

😚 Kiss my muse on the cheek

Playful

🌸 Put a flower in my muse’s hair

✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder

💃 Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance

🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing

😈 Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse

😛 Stick their tongue out at my muse

😱 Make a silly face at my muse

🤭 Tickle my muse

👃 Poke my muse’s nose

💪 Pick my muse up

Sensual/Sexual

💘 Pull my muse in for a rough kiss

💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss

💞 Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss

💖 Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss

❤️ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss

🔥 Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way

😉 Pull my muse in by the hips

😲 Smack my muse’s butt

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

👌 Push my muse down and give them a massage

👙 Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse

👀 Push my muse down on the bed

👄 Pull my muse onto the bed

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I NEED YOUR TEETH IN ME — orexias (n.), nesta d'angelis, an independent, canon-divergent TAV of larian studio's baldur's gate 3. a study in the use of cannibalism as a literary metaphor for love. triggering content is present on this blog, please read carrd before following. — SLOW AND VICIOUS, TO TELL ME MY ARMOR IS JUST SKIN, BONES, ONLY BONES. 

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Shout out to my friends for either writing smut or sending my immortal memes. Our brains huge rn.