#[ I finally get to goof around with the muses... ]

[itsallyscorner]

And They Were Roommates | MV1

pairing: Max Verstappen x reader

summary: Max just wants to have some sexy time but you have adorable unwanted visitors in the bedroom.

warnings: none! Suggestive topics via Max. Possibly some spelling errors..

author’s note: I’ve been busy lately and have been struggling to write, so pls take this drabble/short fic as a peace offering☺️

It was a lazy day in Monaco.

The sun beamed through the curtains of your window in your shared bedroom. The covers enveloped your and Max’s bodies, your legs tangled together, and your back flush against his. His head was shoved into the crook of your neck, one arm underneath your neck, and the other snaked tightly around your waist.

As helpful the comforter was at protecting you from the AC that had been on all night, Max was the perfect human heater you could ever ask for. You didn’t have to worry about getting too cold at night because Max helped balance your body temperature with how warm he got. Throughout the night, his arms somehow stayed wrapped around you. His nose was often nuzzled against your neck, your hair, and sometimes your chest when he’s managed to become the little spoon overnight.

Just a few minutes ago, you had woken up to the scents of Max and fresh linen filling your senses. Something that always sent a warm feeling in the pits of your stomach, much similar to butterflies. The two scents mixed together meant your love was home after weeks of traveling and finally sleeping peacefully beside you—a feeling both you and Max took great pleasure in.

You tried to stretch as best as you could in Max’s hold, though your actions only caused the man beside you to squeeze you tighter. You reached behind your head to gently run your hand through his hair. A small groan, almost similar to a whine, emitted from your boyfriend.

His body tensed against yours as he attempted to stretch the sleep out of his bones, his head only burying further into the crook of your neck.

“Don’t get up yet, schatje.” He mumbled against your skin, his voice still rough. You hummed in response, bringing the hand he had around your waist to your lips and pressing a soft kiss on the back of his hand.

“I’m not planning on getting up anytime soon, Maxie.” You turn in his arms, finally facing him. He truly looked adorable in his current state. His hair was ruffled, sticking in a couple of different directions. His lips were in a slight pout and his eyes were puffy from sleep.

His eyes remained closed but his arms were quick to wrap tightly around you. You smiled seeing him so relaxed. Often after race weekends, especially the ones you were not able to attend, Max came home very clingy. He wanted to spend every waking moment with you, holding you at all times, and being in your company. You never had a problem with it, in fact, you found it extremely endearing. It was a side he saved for you and only you. He was your giant, cuddly, teddy bear.

You pressed light kisses against his face, causing the corner of his lips to rise in a smile. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes before looking down at you.

“Hi, schatje.” He greeted softly, crimson lips set in a sweet smile. You giggled at him, “Good morning, Maxie.”

You squealed as he suddenly forced his body on top of yours, pushing your back against the mattress. His sudden burst of energy nearly knocking the wind out of you.

“Oh my god, I missed this.” He mused, resting his body weight atop yours and shoving his face into your chest. He dug his face deeper, his nose basically between the crevices of your breasts.

“I missed you too, you goof.” You laughed, lovingly running your hands through his hair. Max reciprocated your actions by stroking your sides with his rough hands, pressing tiny kisses above your breasts and any other surface of your skin he could reach.

“Just wanna stay in bed all day.” Max said against your skin, talking between his kisses. “No paddle *kiss*, no driving on the sim *kiss*, no working out *kiss*, no work emails *kiss*, nothing!”

“We need food.” You interjected, quickly adding, “You also need to feed the cats.”

Max huffed, he’s managed to reach your stomach now. Resting his chin on the soft surface of your tummy, he looked up at you with his addicting blue eyes, shades of turquoise and grey bursting in them.

“Jimmy and Sassy can wait a few minutes longer.” He grumbled, one of his hand searching for yours. When he finds it, he places a kiss into your palm, and guides your hand to his hair. Taking the hint, you run your fingers through the strands again.

“I don’t think they’ll mind if I eat first.” Max’s voice dropped an octave, an underlying tone of arousal—in more simpler words—horniness.

He began to kiss on the exposed skin beneath your (his) lifted shirt, his thumbs stroking circles into your hips, as he drifted lower beneath the sheets. Your hand remained in his hair, pulling lightly at the strands. It was a habit of yours that he liked, but something he craved even more during intimate moments. Especially when you roughly tugged on it, encouraging him and his acts of love.

“Your cats are persistent.” You hummed, Max finally inching closer towards your lower region. You bit your finger in amusement, glancing at the two Bengals hanging out in their cat tower behind Max.

As much as you wanted to have sex with your boyfriend, you were not going to do the nasty while your shared cats stared at the both of you, waiting to be fed.

“I’m persistent too, schatje.” Max claimed, squeezing your bum with one of his hands. Still unaware at the two cats glaring daggers at him. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

“Not as much as Jimmy and Sassy, baby.” You shook your head, adjusting yourself to sit up. Max whined at you moving away from him. He was beginning to wonder why you were so concerned with the cats, especially while he was trying to go down on you.

“They’ll be fine, schat, I’ll even put some more food in their bowls for waiting.” He assured you, trying his best to keep the built up tension.

“Baby please I need you.” He crawled up your body until you were face to face. You placed a teasing kiss on his pouted lips before cradling his jaw, “Trust me Maxie, I need you too.”

You gently turned his face to look behind him, “But we are not fucking in front of the cats.”

You felt Max deflate against you, “Oh, for fucks sake!”

He groaned and dramatically threw himself on the mattress beside you. You bursted out laughing, very much killing the sexual tension.

You tried to pry off Max’s hands from covering his face, “Aww, it’s okay Maxie.”

You were still fighting off some giggles, not helping Max’s situation. Max refused to take his hands off his face. Only rushing to grab the decorative pillow beside him to cover his hard on.

“Baby.” You cooed. Max huffed in response.

“Maxie.” You sang, poking his side. He jolted, but smacked your hand away from his side, “No.”

“Maxie, I promise we can get some me and you time later.” You reassured him, stroking his stomach. He finally took his hands off his face, revealing a very flushed faced.

“I just wanted some morning sex.” He pouted. You chuckled at him and moved to kiss his cheek.

“Me too, baby. But we can’t always get what we want.” You teased him, patting his warm chest, and hopping out of bed. Max continued to pout, watching as you sauntered out the bedroom.

“I have the hottest girlfriend in the world and I still managed to get cockblocked under my own roof.” Max said to himself, staring at the ceiling.

He sat up, pillow still covering his boner.

Jimmy and Sassy remained in their cat tower, waiting for Max to get out of bed.

“You guys are the worse roommates ever.” Max announced, causing you to burst out laughing from the kitchen.

[stubz]

Kim and Max and the adventures of running an alien child care centre

"Human Max I'd like you to meet Ezshi, they will be joining you soon in the youngling centre."

"Oh hey there buddy, nice to meet you!"

"Now, what do we say Ezshi?"

*croc sounding hissing and snarling*

"Ezshi! You apologize right this instant!!"

"...oh boy"

days later~

"I don't know what to do! The kid won't stop hissing at me everytime they see me! As soon as they spot me they flare up and won't stop hissing at me, they almost bit me when I tried giving them their chocolate milk!! I don't know how I'll survive this year Kim."

"That's rough buddy," she gives sympathy pats to him. "but why don't you try my method? Y'know, the one I used with my siblings and cousins."

"Kim if I did that I would get fired."

"Yes, in an earth school you would without question buuut...here?"

"...here I wouldn't! Kim you genius!"

later....

"Ah, human Kim, I am here to pick up Ezshi early today. May you point me to them?"

"Yeah sure, right over there with Max." she points to a large crowd of children and parents.

"Thank you Human Kim."

"Of course....maybe I should've stalled them for a bit...shoot."

"Ezshi! Where are you? Ah, there you-- oh my."

In the middle of the crowd is Ezshi and Max both hissing and snarling at each other. The young reptilian slowly advancing towards the human, eyes slitted.

"EZSHI! Youngling you will stop this at--!"

"Wait Mx. Ezshi's Bubba! Maxie is okay, look look!"

"Youngling Human please release your tiny hands off me, I must save your 'Maxee'...huh."

Max advances as well but more predatory like, circling around the youngling until their back hits a table. Jumping onto it thinking it'll make them look more intimidating, Ezshi hisses down at the lowly human. No one interferes, especially the other reptilian and predator like species.

"Okay now here it comes Max, remember not too much spit and be aggressive!"

Back straight, toes pointed, chin up, the young man closes the gap between them with a headbutt while releasing a roar. Silence. Until finally, with eyes dilated, Ezshi chirps and bows their little head.

"Aw, its okay buddy. Now go get your stuff, your Bubba is here."

"Thank you caretaker Maxee! Lets do that again!"

"Human Max how did you know how to assert dominance among my people? Was it Tarlak's family? Tigihalaxes and Repilixes do share similar customs..." they muse.

"Oh it was Kim."

"Yep!"

"And how, may I ask, do you know how to assert dominance among my people Human Kim?"

"My siblings and cousins."

"....you were taught by your human kin?"

"Some of them started to roar and hiss while we goofed around and to make sure they still listened to me while we did this I would 'assert dominance' by doing exactly what Max did."

"I thought humans did not have displays of dominance and that everyone is to be treated equally, like a herd."

"Yes thats right."

"But you just said..."

"Oh that was just us playing around. We still do it every now and then, just over the holidays my little sister and me did the equivalent of the gorlazitics display of dominance."

"For fun??? And not to be the new leader? No one was killed?"

"Save for our mother's opinion of us, no."

"Are you sure you two are herbivores?"

"The proper term is vegetarian, which is what I am, Kim is a pescatarian."

"May the fish forgive me for finding them so delicious in sushi form."

[wrenkenstein]

OC creation musings + Juno retrospective

I was rewatching this video by Rea, and it struck me that this exact phenomenon happened to me in 2022, with the first inklings of Juno's design - back when I couldn't decide on whether or not her name would be "Juno" or "Kite", and desperately trying not to make her a scientist. She's obviously come such a long way since then, having now become a very well-known character in the fandom, but I often think of the fact that had she not become on of my artistic passions, I probably wouldn't be anywhere near where I am today.

Juno is absolutely everything to me. She is a representative of my passion for storytelling, and she connected me with so many of my now closest friends - one of which is currently living in my house! How crazy is that, man! All of which I can attribute to simply becoming so fixated on my own OC that I couldn't stop thinking about her, or drawing her.

Of course, that's come with some highs and lows. She's getting a professionally done cosplay, a 3D model and potentially a Battlefront mod - but she also has her own dedicated group of haters who think she represents the 'wrongs' of fandom, lol. I certainly have recieved my fair share of 'Juno hate' in my 3-4 years here, but the positivity and support make it well worth dealing with a few rotten apples. It's radiant and outpouring, like a warm ray of sun, and it keeps me going deep into the night.

Anyways. Total tangent. Want to see all her design iterations? Yea you do ;) Here's the first ever Juno ref!

I made this on my phone in 2022, at the tale end of watching TCW and back when TBB was just one season. You can definitely see that the idea was always there, just a bit disjointed in its application. That gas mask on her helmet ended up causing a lot of confusion, so I removed it in later iterations - but to this day, I think this one picture is what really captivated me. Something about the aura, man,, she scary lookin

Then, of course, I had to draw what her face would look like - if it hadn't been for a RP, I don't think I would have.

Woah - she's like a whole different person! And you can see the beginnings of her white hair streak, though back then, I wanted i to be really subtle. And I was soooo adamant about this lol. She also was almost beat for beat Ellen Ripley, and you can see me paint over a picture of Sigourney below with her OG faceclaim haha.

Then we have the Juno-ing... part two. Where I went darker!! Both in themes, and in her color scheme. This one still has so much personality, and I remember being obsessed with how I drew her eyes and face back then. Nowadays, I think it's hideous. xD This was also around the time I was phasing out her gauntlets and oxygen mask, but both still remained for practicality purposes, even if they didn't serve anything to the design. Oh, and the hair streak. Now it's a Thing :tm: but it isn't really flowing well with the design - not yet, anyways!

We finally get to a point where I, begrudingly, accept the fact that her white streak is going to be her facial focal point - and at this point I'm laughing about how much I tried to avoid it LOL. But here, we also see her get more and more refined. Her face is still a bit wonky, but the stern vibe and posture are starting to come together and tell more of a concrete story, even if the reference doesn't have as much color or personality as the last one. I also did this one for my senior year of college!

I even designed her some totally BS civvies - and I gave her a s2 paint job, which admittedly looks hideous LMAOOO but we ball regardless. The second design was scrapped anyways almost immediately. The civvies stayed!

And then, of course, THE FINALE! Her face went through so many iterations with her current ref, but thus far, it's been the longest standing and most accurate one. It atually started out just as me goofing off with a marker pen in CSP, that quickly changed to "hey... this could be something good." And I was right! This is the Juno that's currently circulating today, and I've been polishing and refining her as I go, since I still feel as though I could perfect things.

And then, of course, her various outfits, which I posted about a while back. Oh - and have you seen Baby Juno?

Well now you have. :)

I think it's so cool to see how someone can fixate on a character and pour so much love and thought into them, that this character becomes their entire brand. Juno inhabits every part of my brain space and is what I think about 24/7. I'm so proud of how far she comes, and she reminds me about how incredible fandom can be and continues to be! Something about her is just so intoxicating to me. I can't get enough of her, and I can't wait to keep developing her over the years to come.

Which then begs the question - what is your equivalent to this entire thread? Do you have an OC like Juno, who you're fixated on and who dominates your creative pursuits? Do they have multiple artistic iterations? Because if you do, share them!! I WANNA SEEEEEE.

Anyways, that's Wren's Ramblings for today ~ I got bored haha

SHARE YOUR OCS!!!! >:0

[lovelyjj]

IDK if u take requests but i had a story: jj has always been flirty with her and she invites them to her cabin and she goes alone in one car with jj and shes tryna grab a drink and a bump on the road = her falling on his lap bc its a one long truck seat. and then she quickly has to get off after almost kissing bc her phone rings bc the others need the gate code. then while they are swimming they are just drinking and spinning in the water while the song “three little birds” plays in the background and they are close to kissing bc she is just wrapped around jj just goofing around. and ofc another distraction pope is coming with a drink. so they back off AGAIN and when they are finally alone in her room in the cabin BOOM THEY CAN FINALLY KISS AND HE HAS BEEN WAITING FOR IT

Cozy Cabin

jj maybank x reader

wc: 1.4k

a/n: sorry this kinda sucks

“Hey beautiful,” JJ announced.

JJ always flirts with you. You however brush it off as nothing because your sure he does this with every girl. You weren’t special.

“Hi J,” you responded.

“Your really pretty you know that?” JJ mused. He came up to you and started twirling your hair with his finger.

“Cut it out JJ,” you swatted his hand away.

“I have something to ask you. Well i have something to ask everyone. Let’s go inside,” you reasoned.

John B, Sarah, Kie and Pope were in the living room. You entered the room with JJ behind you.

“Hey guys! I was wondering if you wanted to go up to my cabin next weekend.”

“Really that sounds great!” John B responded.

“I’d love to,” Sarah commented.

“That sounds fun!” Kiara added.

“Great! Then it’s settled,” you announced.

—————

Next weekend came up quickly. You and JJ decided to drive up together. Your dad lent you his truck for the weekend.

JJ was driving. It was his turn as you guys split the drive in half by taking turns. The two of you were talking and laughing when you decided you wanted a drink.

You unbuckled your seatbelt and turned around in your seat. Just as you were grabbing a drink from the cooler the truck jerked you backwards.

You landed on JJ’s lap and your arms were slung around his neck.

JJ grabbed ahold of you by the waist when you fell on him.

“Sorry there was a bump in the road.” JJ apologized.

JJ came to a halt. He stopped the truck because he was at a red light. The bump was right before the light.

“It’s okay I’m fine Just fell on you.” You were looking right into JJs blue eyes. They were twinkling.

All of a sudden JJ reached his hand out to tuck some hair behind your ear. His hand stayed by your face as he rested his hand on your cheek. JJ used his thumb to stroke your skin.

JJ was looking at you like you were his whole world and he looked like he wanted to kiss you.

His lips were inches away from yours you could feel his breath on your face.

Just as JJ was leaning in to place his lips on yours, your phone began to ring.

You ducked your head down and went to reach for your phone. JJ muttered “damn it” but you didn’t hear him. You got off of JJ’s lap and pulled your phone out of the pocket, sitting back next to JJ.

You looked at the person calling you and saw that it was Sarah.

You swiped the green answer button.

“Hey Sarah what’s up.”

“Hey Y/N, John B needs the gate code.”

“Oh right sorry. It’s 607892.”

“When do you think you guys will be here?” Sarah questioned.

“We’re about 15 minutes away.”

“Ok see you soon.”

“Bye.”

“Um that was Sarah she needed the gate code.” You broke the silence.

“So they are there already,” JJ asked.

“Yeah I guess so,” you responded.

“But we should be there real soon” you added.

Eventually you and JJ arrived at your cabin. The rest of the pogues were there ready to greet you.

“Yay now we can pick rooms!” Kiara exclaimed.

“You’ll get your room obviously,” Sarah spoke to you.

“John B and I will get the room upstairs and Pope and Kiara can get the room downstairs.”

“What about JJ?” you voiced.

“The couch looks pretty comfortable,” JJ said from his place behind you.

“Great then it’s settled.” Sarah clapped her hands together.

“You guys wanna get ready to swim?” you asked.

Everyone liked the idea of going for a swim. You and the pogues got ready to swim. You put on your blue bikini and went to get some towels from the closet.

The pool area was nice and big. It was a nice secluded place and a good size pool.

Once everyone was outside by the pool you announced, “Hey i’m gonna connect my phone to the speaker.”

“Sounds good,” John B responded.

“What kind of music do you guys want to hear?”

“Anything really.” JJ added.

You clicked a random playlist and it blasted through the speaker.

Soon everyone was in the pool splashing and swimming.

JJ couldn’t seem to get it out of his head. The idea of kissing you has always swirled around in his mind but he never though it actually might happen. He couldn’t stop thinking about the almost kiss. Did you want to kiss him? He didn’t know. But one thing that was fore sure he wanted to kiss you. He wanted to feel his lips on yours, to taste you.

Yeah JJ loved you always have always will. You were like a ray of sunshine to him, lighting up his darkest nights. You we’re always there for JJ and he deeply appreciated it. Loving you was simple because you were perfect in his eyes.

“What are you thinking about?” You asked as you swam over to JJ.

“Huh oh what nothing.”

“You looked deep in thought,” you reasoned.

“I was just thinking about dinner,” JJ responded.

“Oh right of course.”

You were spinning around with a drink in your hand.

“Come here,” JJ beckoned.

You swam right in front of him and looped your arms around his neck. You were wrapped around JJ just goofing off. Then “Three Little Birds” started playing through the speaker.

JJ was smiling having you this close to him. He was loving it. The two of you were in your own little world. JJ took a sip of his drink. Then he got really close.

JJ made eye contact with you and then flickered his gaze down to your lips. You tilted your head up to give him access to your mouth.

You thought he was about to kiss you but then Pope came in announcing that he brought more drinks.

“Hey guys I brought more- wait am I interrupting something?” Pope asked holding more drinks.

“No not all,” JJ replied grumpily.

You didn’t know what to do so you started laughing. JJ seemed upset but you didn’t pry.

After lots of drinking and swimming you guys retired into the cabin. Everyone changed and got cozy on the couches.

JJ came up to you, “Can we talk?” he asked.

“Yeah, let’s go in my room.”

You led JJ to your room and got comfortable on your bed. JJ came and sat down next to you.

“Listen, my heart physically hurts not telling you that I’m in love with you,”

“JJ-“

“No. Let me finish,” he pleaded.

“I can’t stop thinking about you and your always on my mind. I thought I made it obvious with how I always flirt with you.” JJ continued.

“When you flirt with me i get so confused because i feel like you do that with every girl,” you spoke.

“It’s only ever been you y/n,” JJ replied.

“I only flirt with you, no one else.”

“Really?”

“Yes. and i’m absolutely dying to kiss you.” JJ exclaimed.

You gave him a nod signaling that it’s ok for him to kiss you. JJ was eager to kiss you. He surged forward and locked his lips with yours. Your lips were caressing each other, crushing together.

JJ felt warm all over. He felt like he was on cloud nine. Your cheeks were burning, the sensation feeling different. JJ cupped your face in his hands and you snuck your hands into his hair.

JJ swiped his tongue against your bottom lip asking for entrance, which you granted him.

Your tongues danced together in a lust filled haze. You pulled on JJ’s hair releasing a groan from him. This sent you into a frenzy desperate to hear that sound again.

Eventually your lungs were clenching and you needed more air. You pulled away out of breath. JJ looked at you grinning like a idiot. He was so happy.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for that,” JJ confessed.

You giggled and pecked his lips one more time.

“I love you,” JJ spoke again.

“I love you too J,” you announced.

Like he was holding his breath JJ let out a breath of air, he was relieved. He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if you didn’t love him back. JJ was feeling grateful that you invited him to your cabin. He finally got to kiss you and he has been waiting for it.

[misaheadless]

The gift of our love (gyokko×hantengu)

been a while since i've made a fanfic

Today was the day. Gyokko has planned this for month now,he wanted this to be perfect for his lover, his muse, hantengu.He send a letter to Hantengu with one of his fish demon creature.

Hantengu who was in the forest hiding,while his clone were goofing around get the letter and read It.

"dear hantengu, I need to show you something,come on the roof of the white and red house at 11pm please. I'll be there

-gyokko you favorite boyfriend"

Hantengu was curious and nervous at the same time. But he decided he must meet gyokko.

At 11 pm gyokko was waiting impatiencetly hantengu,eager to show him his surprise.When Hantengu arrive he greet :

-Hello darling ! Im so happy you came !

-Hi b-babe ,to be honest your got me curious with what you wanted to show me.

-"ohh don't worry it will be soon ! Its my greatest masterpiece i've made, just for you darling".Gyokko point the sky "look up dear"

Hantengu look up and his eyes widen with surprise and awe as he look in the sky the beautiful firework. The blue,the red, the yellow,the green all mixed up together in the dark night sky only light up with the stars and firwork

Gyokko look at Hantengu a moment before speak up :

-What do you think sweetheart ?

-Its... its beautiful gyokko... I can't believe you've made this just for me..

-I did it for you because today is spécial...

gyokko take a deep breath and took out of his pot a little black box before starting to speak again :

-Hantengu,dear...

-yes gyokko ?

Hantengu turn his head to look at him then see the black box in gyokko's hand who open it to reveal... A ring with a beautiful Ruby on it gyokko look at him and say :

-will you marry me and be my muse forever...?

Hantengu look at him shocked and it didn't take off too much time for him to cry like the sensitive man he is. He say between two cry :

-Oh yes...! Yes I will...!

Gyokko,happy by the respond put the ring on hantengu's ring finger before wiping his tears and kiss his cheek.

Some months later

It was the big day. Gyokko put himself in his final form just for this day and trie to Button up his suit.

Hantengu on the other end has put his whole suit who was kinda falling against his skin and bone body.

After a moment, gyokko stand infront of Muzan (who was forced to marry them but shhh) waiting for hantengu.

Hantengu arrive. Holding the hands of two of his mans of honor, Aizetsu and Sekido (cause karaku and urogi are too chaotic for that).

Hantengu arrive infront of gyokko and then Muzan speak up :

-okay uh gyokko you wanna marry hantengu?

-yes I do lord muzan

-And you hantengu wanna marry gyokko?

-y-yes I do my lord.

-okay now by my power I declare you husband and husband. You may Fuck uhhh I mean kiss the bride.

Gyokko grab hantengu in his arm and both kiss pationally

The end

[icequeenlila]

Context: They are roommates and currently on first base. Bradley is half naked an Max is a tease.

What the hell was fish sauce? And what do you use it for?

Bradley would know. He was the master cook after all.

Max made sure to put everything into the right place. The spaghetti into the pasta drawer, the vegetables into the assigned compartment inside the fridge.

In the end he still had a pile with stuff he didn't know where to sort. He just put it all onto the small table by the kitchen window, where Bradley would easily find it.

He was just about to get bored when he heard the click of a lock behind him.

He spun around, a smile automatically forming on his lips. Just the thought of seeing Bradley made his skin tingle with anticipation.

He spoke before he had even fully turned around. "Hey, what hell is fish sau- "

The last word got stuck in his throat when he laid his eyes on Bradley.

The boy was frozen mid movement, shoulders drawn slightly as if he had tried to sneak out of the bathroom and into his own room without Max noticing. Max had an idea why.

A teasing smirk tugged at his lips. Bradley was completely naked but for a small towel around his narrow hips.

"Why, hello there", Max said with a slight cock of his head. He didn't even pretend not to stare. The sight was too exquisite.

"Forgot to bring fresh clothes", Bradley muttered. "The big towels are still in the dryer."

He turned to face Max, both of his hands behind his lower back, probably holding together what little fabric there was. There was a beautiful blush on his face and Max watched with delight as it traveled down his neck and lower.

"Not complaining here", he said, not able to stop the teasing grin from spreading.

"You know, a gentleman would turn around", Bradley muttered, an embarrassed frown on his face.

"Mmh", Max mused.

I'd rather have you turn around, he thought. But he didn't say it out loud. He had sworn himself not to make Bradley uncomfortable.

Bradley was fucking gorgeous. His entire frame was slim. Sharp collar bones and pointy shoulders. Narrow waist and the v of his hips perfectly visible thanks to the low sitting towel. He was all toned muscles and soft skin, slightly rosy from the shower and his spreading blush.

"Max", he hissed, the muscles of his belly flexing and unflexing with embarrassment.

Fucking hot, Max thought.

It was hard to tear his eyes away, but when he finally did, he found Bradley's face tinged a deep red.

“You could just walk away, you know?”, he grinned, knowing damn well that he was pushing it. He couldn’t help it. Bradley’s flushed skin was too intoxicating a sight, especially now that it crept down to his chest.

Max actually tried to keep his eyes from those pretty, perky nipples. He wasn’t an animal, but God was it hard not to stare.

“Goof”, Bradley warned. “This is a very small towel.” He raised his brows at Max to get his point across. “If you get what I mean.”

Oh, Max totally got what he meant, and despite biting the inside of his cheek he couldn’t stop the chuckle that bubbled up from his chest. Just as Bradley’s brows threatened to pull tight again, Max held up his hands in defeat.

“Okay, okay, I get it”, he giggled, enjoying one last glance of Bradley’s beautifully flushed body, before covering both his eyes. “Just for the record, you’re gorgeous.” And with that he turned around to give Bradley some extra privacy.

“And you’re shameless”, Bradley muttered, but Max didn’t need to actually see him to imagine the beautiful red on his cheeks.

He said nothing to defend himself. Bradley was right after all.

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From chapter 7 of 'Good Luck, Babe!' on ao3.

[cruisie]

I'VE FINALLY DONE IT.

I MADE A FIC BASED OFF THE GATOR BOYS WINTER HEADCANONS LAST CHRISTMAS.

I pulled an all nighter for this because I got a boatload of inspiration and pushed through outta spite. It's damn near summer butttt I don't really care.

Characters belong to Obsidian lantern, Capital M audios, and Daysprite.

I hope y'all enjoy :>

Cold blooded.

Winter had come down hard on the swamps' denizens that year.

Snow coated the now frozen mud ground in layers and water froze into ice sheets preventing easy travel between homes were only a few of its hardships.

But with the frustration and annoyance that comes with the cold, it is accompanied by its not-so-small joys that make the season one hell of a time.

It wasn't unusual to find the three close friends ducking and diving behind makeshift forts and shields during this time of year, covered head to claw in thick fabric and snow clinging to the old material. Laughter erupts from smiling faces as another snowball whizzes past them. Those smiles turn into a calculated grin as they turn to huck a ball of their own.

But of course, another con about winter was its shortened days, cutting the amount of time the four had to goof around and be active.

The human took notice of something else. The dark falling over the cabin in that short amount of time, paired with the cold (and overexertion on Timmy's part), had the reptiles in a state of perpetual tiredness.

The results being three easily exhausted lizardfolk.

It was almost amusing actually.

When the four companions had entered the house that day after having spent a good amount of time battling one another in the small heaps of snow, Bug observed the half-bloods slowly but surely losing energy moving about the house.

Bodie turned on the stove and lit the fireplace to help warm the rest of the chilled house. It only seemed to speed up the process as each person took residence nearby.

The wind blew from outside the cabin as they settled into their desired spots. Bodie had started on dinner, not wishing to part from the warmth of the stove, Marco standing close to share in its heat too. The older men stood side by side, reminiscing about the day's events with amusement evident in the tone of the conversation as they prepared the food. Dinner would be finished sooner rather than later.

Unfortunately, the joint effort that had been formed in the kitchen had left not enough room for all of them to crowd around the stove.

Shaking off what melted snow he could, Timothy shuddered as he approached the fireplace. Behind him, an equally fridged human trailed, removing the patched sweater lent to them by the large gator to hang off a chair nearby to dry.

They shivered as they scanned the room, looking for the blessing that was a warm blanket, noting the boy hovering over the fire, rubbing his hands furiously together to generate as much heat as he could.

‘He’s gonna get himself sick…’

Bug mused to themself as they turned about the room. With the image of the cold lizard fresh in their mind, the human resumes their way further into the cabin.

‘Blankets…Blankets…Didn't Bodie say they were in the cupboard…’

A chattering sigh escapes their lips as they briskly pad down the short hallway, eyes shooting towards their goal. A somewhat worn-looking drawer with a small door on the bottom stands at the end. An excited noise exits the former hunter, happily throwing open the door, stopping short when they take another look at its contents, their previously growing smile falling into a mix of hesitation and disappointment.

Neatly folded on the inner shelf of the cupboard, was a single grayish green blanket.

They blinked once. Then twice.

Pulling the fabric from its home They inspected it. Feeling it's slightly rougher than normal texture and mentally sighing. The human stood up shaking their head as they held the item to their chest.

‘Looks like I gotta deal.’

Laughter from the older men in the kitchen sounded into the living area as Bug strode back into the room. A tired smile fell on their lips hearing the sound. Their eyes looked forward to see Timmy, still crouched and shivering in front of the open fireplace. To say he looked a bit rough was an understatement as he shook in an almost violent manner.

Their hand flew to their mouth, doing a poor job at hiding a chuckle as they tried to silently sneak behind the gator, the urge to surprise the boy winning.

The closer they got, the wider their smile grew as they thought of what to do, inching their way forward. Closer and closer they got, raising the blanket in hand, an idea blooming. Unfortunately, a creak of the floorboard and a quiet snicker was their undoing. The scaled boy whirled around with a large cheeky grin, arms up and ready.

“Ha!!! I knew you were tryna’ pull somethin’ you little-”

The triumphant tone was silenced as a muffled ‘oomf’ was heard throughout the cabin, the boy barely catching the covering now against his face.

“Still got you Tim-Tim.”

Bug spoke in a teasing manner as they held a cheeky grin on their lips.

Timmy huffed, begrudgingly moving to the side as the human crouched to sit next to him.

“Not you too…”

He mumbled, eyebrows furrowed and eyes squinted as he moved to settle onto the floor.

Bug stifles a snicker when they look at him again.

The two sat in front of that fireplace in silence for a second. The only noises are grunts and hisses from Timmy as he tries to pull the thrown item off his scales and Bugs attempts to keep from laughing.

When he finally manages to pull it off of his pointed scales, he moves to wrap it around his arms. He paused though, his attention caught by Bug.

“Wait, where's yours?”

He asked, confusion becoming evident when they replied.

“Oh, there was only one in the cabinet. I thought you might need it more.”

“And what do you mean by that, exactly?”

Timmy questioned back, raising an eyebrow as Bug made a wide gesture towards the boy.

He looks down, following their movements to see the still dripping water falling off his shirt.

“You may be faster than me, but Marco sure did a number on you.”

The gator let out a grumble, eyes shifting to glare at the teasing human as shuffled. He places the blanket off to his side. He stands up from his spot and treads off to the back of the cabin, mumbling quietly to himself, a trail of water droplets falling behind him.

The human let out a mischievous ‘hehe’ as Timmy disappeared. A moment later the abandoned blanket was wrapped tightly around their shoulders. They gripped the edge tighter, pressing closer to warm their hands and still-frozen face.

It hadn't taken long, the rising air soothing the chill that had held them quickly. They rested there for a moment, breathing in and exhaling gently as their eyes closed.

It felt so good to finally rest.

The day had started hectic. Timmy was the one that woke everyone up, surprisingly. He was adamant that they needed to look outside immediately, a grin stretched across his cheeks as they peered out the window to see the swamp coated in a decent amount of snow.

And it hadn't taken long after breakfast was eaten before they had taken to that snow.

At first, they were just mucking about. Trying to catch the few snowflakes that were still falling and building small snowmen, dubbed ‘snow gators’ by Bodie. Even Maria had claimed one of the small structures, having perched on top to observe the four beings as they meddled about.

They couldn't remember who threw that first snowball. All they knew was that it was a battle zone with Marco and Timmy zipping about and Bodie and Bug nestled behind a makeshift shield of snow.

It took the near decapitation of their snowmen to finally settle down, realizing that they had been messing around almost all day.

It had gotten quite a bit dim outside when they went back in. Now having settled, Bugs' eyes opened to look out the window. It was near dark now.

‘Damn winter days. Too short…’

A clawed hand cuts the thought short as it comes to rest against the crown of the human's head.

“Well, aren't you nice and comfortable?"

The voice is close. Startled, they turned to be met face to scaled face with Timmy, a cheeky sharp toothed grin growing when they jumped.

“I…uh…I was…”

The gator boy let out a single cackle as they stumbled for words to explain themselves.

“Ah, don't worry ‘bout it, Bug, I don't blame ya.”

Bug watched him as he moved downward, crossing his legs to sit next to them whilst grinning wide, nudging them slightly as he moved. They smiled sheepishly as he continued.

“Besides, you’re lookin’ all snug as a Bug so I wouldn't wanna mess with ya too much.”

The warm-blooded being rolled their eyes as they did a small jump sideways to make room for the smug looking boy.

Bug lets out a quiet humph, shuffling in place and looking over at the half-blood, staring for a moment. He had begun to move his hands together furiously once more, pausing every so often to blow warm air against them.

A pang of guilt hit them as they continued to look. He had an almost unnoticeable shake to him. His jaw was closed tight and his torso was practically over the fire when he spoke again, giving a half-hearted glance over his shoulder.

“Did Bodie say anything about dinner yet? I'm starvin’.”

“No, not yet. Sure smells good though.”

Bug said, head turning to look over at the open kitchen.

“Can you believe we skipped lunch?”

“Psh, no. Feels like the day went by too dang fast.”

A soft hum of agreement was made in response by the human, Bugs' eyes drifting to Timmy's still quaking form. They stop their reply, pondering their next action carefully.

It was a comfortable silence for a short time. The fire cracking every so often, Bodies and Marcos conversation muffled from the other room.

“Hey, Tim? If you want, you can have the blanket now. I think I've warmed up enough to share.”

Timmy leans back haphazardly, head rolling backward and arms holding his torso up to regard his companion with a shake of his head and a chuckle.

“Nah, I'm fine, Bug. See? I don't get cold that easily.”

He answers, waving his hand as if that would convince them he wasn't holding back his shivers. The bed bug silently raised a brow at the half-lizard.

His jaw was still clenched.

‘I bet everything he's trying to stop from chattering too.’

“Really? Cause you look like you're about to start shaking like a leaf.”

“I mean, yeah. Maybe you're right, but then you'd get just as cold and I…WE don't you gettin’ sick…again. Especially during this time of year, ya know?”

The half-blood continued his excuse, rapidly correcting his words before ending with a nervous laugh and a half smile.

Bug looked over the halfie, studying his words and actions, noiselessly observing him with narrowed eyes.

Timmy could see it clearly as their face changed from an almost intimidating stare to a soft smiling reaction.

They had an idea.

“Aw. Thanks, Tim. But I don't want you to get sick either.”

The half-reptile looked forward as Bug replied tentatively, turning his head somewhat to the side to hide a small smile, looking at the wooden ceiling, searching for nothing in particular.

“Heh, thanks, sugar bug. That's uhh…sweet of ya’. But I promise, I'll be perfectly fine-”

The words were cut short before he could finish, a warmth suddenly being wrapped around his arms. Specifically, his left side was being engulfed in a welcoming heat.

Before he realized it, Timmy was leaning closer. He jerked his head quietly, shock flooding his face when he saw the human directly next to him, blanket still around their shoulder as they looked at him, with a playful expression, not to close just yet.

“Now neither of us will get sick! If you don't…mind sharing?”

The brackish blood felt as if he was about to catch fire with how hot his face flushed, the feeling of the cold air seemed to vanish as he nodded, trying his best to appear nonchalant as he spoke

“I guess this…uh…works. Um…H-Here lemme…just…”

Timmy shifts slowly, lifting his arm over the human head and resting it behind them, carefully planting his palm against the hardwood floor to brace himself.

“And there. Now, you can rest against me without getting stuck…by uh…my scales. They're…a bit pointy, ya know?”

“Thank you. Is this ok or…”

Bug asked in a hushed voice, holding a polite smile to the boy, shuffling closer. A fast nod and a ‘mhm’ was the response.

If they were being honest, they were afraid of speaking any louder than a whisper for fear that it would crack.

It was a bit tense at first. The two flustered beings adjust every so often to find a more comfortable spot. After a while of Bugs' head accidentally bumping Timmy's chin and a stray spikey scale jabbing into their side, the blanket heap soon started to laugh.

It was nearly uncontrollable the more they held in their laughter. Hands clasped over their mouths as the pair snickered, shy glances were shared between them that only fueled even more giggles from them both. It was just so amusing and unbelievable that they were this close. So close and yet it felt…nice.

After what felt like ages, silence finally reigned in the house. Save for the occasional clank of pots in the kitchen, the billowing wind that whistled across the window sill every so often and the low roar of the fireplace that soothed the duo from their incessant laughter.

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In the kitchen, the croc sat, flipping through the yellow parchment of his sketchbook, looking over his drawings and small doodles idly.

After reaching the end of the not-so-numerous pages of art, he lets out a deep sigh. He tiredly leaned his head to the side, spying on the older man as he continuously stirred the simmering pot.

He sniffs.

“Ay Bo, How much time we got left on the gumbo?”

Bodie sets down the wooden ladle, shutting the pot and grabs a rag, wiping his hands and throwing a bright smile towards the crocodilian.

“It's just ‘bout done now. You think you can grab Tim-Tim and the water bug while I plate ‘dis?”

Marco nodded, a small ‘yup’ being heard as he slowly raised his arms in the process, letting out a heavy yawn and smiled a lazy smile. Rising from his chair, he sets his sketch on the table and strides towards the living room, looking over his shoulder to look at Bodie, snickers heard in his voice.

“You think they're still awake? I wouldn't be surprised if they're out cold already.”

“Even still, they need to eat. I'm sure they'll come runnin’.”

By the time Bodie finished his reply, Marco had already reached the entrance to the living area, pausing for a moment at the lack of noise coming from the room.

His interest grew exponentially as he peered into the area, seeing an odd lump on the wooden floor, leaning against one of the nearby chairs and seemingly…snoring?

The curiosity that had grown soon turned into a cheeky grin as he got closer, finally discovering what exactly had happened.

Marco allowed a gentle chuckle out as Timmy moved, watching as the boy moved to press further into the warmer human, Bug reciprocating the action and exhaling gently.

“What y'all doin’ in here? Foods ready and it's gon’ start gettin' cold if y'all waste anymore ti-”

A quick hand slaps onto Bodie's mouth before he can finish the sentence, Marco crossed the room in the blink of an eye to do so, eyes widened and a smirk plastered on his face as he makes a motion with his head towards the sleeping floor pile.

Bodie doesn't stay puzzled for long, eyes following the younger man’s movement. The grin that breaks free from Marcos's grip is beaming as he looks at the pair. The skinny man lets out a gentle laugh at the expression on his friends face, holding back his first instinct to wake the spikey lizard by yanking the blanket off him.

“Now what, bog boss? Wanna wake em’ up?”

Bodie shook his head softly, still staring at the sleeping boy and his water bug, a small sense of pride exploding in his chest.

“Nah, give im’ a couple more minutes. They look all comfy and cozy, so we'll just…warm up their food later.”

The gator man turns back into the light of the kitchen, grabbing his bowl and starts in on his dinner, Marco following close behind as he lets himself take another look, trying to commit the scene to memory as he finds his sketch once more and jots down something in a hurry.

He couldn't wait until the two finally woke up as he happily ate his food, keeping an ear out for when they woke up and realized the position they were in.

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Soooooo yeah what y'all think?

Wanna take a guess on who my favorite character is???

I had no idea on where to post this so I'm choosing my Tumblr until I get the gumption to share the doc.

[lgcbk]

⸻ LEGACYWRAPPED ( 2023 )

Happy New Year, LGC! So, turns out I just hit BK's 1 year as a muse! And not only that, this is also the first time since joining Legacy that I've been able to hold onto a muse this long ( in fact, since I've been roleplaying I don't think I've been able to stick to one character for more than maybe... 6 months? if even that tbh #flaky ). So to kind of ~ commemorate ~ the day, I threw together this edit to highlight BK's top 5 activities in 2023. I'm pretty proud of the dude seeing as how neither one of us really thought he would make it this far lkasdgsdg. Anywho, thanks to everyone I've plotted and written with this past year for making this a fun 365 and can't wait to dive into more shenanigans in 2024!

So, why these in the top 5*?

LGC Spring Boys ➫ First official project as a Legacy trainee! The entire experience was still a bit surreal, but he's grateful to have been chosen for the lineup. From filming their variety show to performing original songs, it made all the practice leading up to it worth while. ( He's also spent quite a few Sunday afternoons playing laser tag to get his aim up after that brutal loss on the show. He refuses to face a repeat in 2024!!! )

Debut Bootcamp ➫ Although BK wasn't selected to join any of the senior groups this round, he had the chance to really improve his dancing skills during the training intensives and see what it truly takes to be considered debut-ready. And he enjoyed it SO much more than running around some boat with babes and sneaking into the waterbomb festival last summer. Honestly, he did. Seriously. Really -

LGC Family Concert 2K23 ➫ First family concert where he wasn't just another trainee in the crowd. Spring Boys' "Hot" performance was most definitely his favorite this year. Report and flag every video uploaded of him doing aegyo on stage during the finale please and thank you!

LGC Studios ➫ Appeared on @lgcxnoeul's Legacy Hall and @lgcseojin's Noraebattle! Variety is something he's grown to love over the past year, and there's nothing better than being able to goof off with your bros during work hours. He might even consider hosting his own show one day, who knows.

PASSION5 ➫ Who knew drawing some shades on a gingerbread house would lead to him ending the year with his first modeling contract? For the longest Byeongkwan was pretty vocal about his disinterest, but this collaboration has really helped warm him up to the idea of taking on more endorsements in the future - and loading up on those tasty pastries! That he... didn't taste test.. before filming - ( don't tell tell the staff @lgchayoung ).

2023 was fun! Same time next year?

*Honorable mention to the legacy musical since "those knight costumes were fire."

[dynmghts]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.

REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!

NAME: cameron! cam for short

PRONOUNS : he/him is the preferred, they/them is cool too

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : discord, usually! though i'm pretty bad at initiating conversation because i'm a shy little guy

NAME OF MUSE(s) : bakugou katsuki my beloved boy

BEST EXPERIENCE : i've had sooooo many positive experiences on here, it's really hard to name them all tbh! and also because my memory sucks. the most recent joy i've had is when i made my official comeback on this blog with the shiny new url, and katsuki immediately beefing with monoma (ily viverra), while getting a welcome from other muses of friends i've known since i started writing him in 2021.

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : i like to think of myself as fairly tolerant, mostly because i consider myself guilty of some dooming ones (namely anti-social, low/no interaction, etc). but i have one big one i guess;

clique-y behaviour. this is noooot something i've seen in this rpc (as far as i can tell? which, thank god), but i'm a veteran who was in the trenches of the fantasy rpc while dragon age was the leading fantasy media. it was pretty common for groups to band together, which is fine, people click! but then it became impossible to interact with anyone from those groups, because they'd only interact with each other. it's also this weird, i dunno, expectation for canon muse blogs outside of a "clique" to mirror the one that's inside that clique, you know what i mean? it made me thankful that i was writing an inquisitor instead of a canon muse there, but yikes...

MUSE PREFERENCES: i reeeeeeally like it when someone has meticulously pulled apart a muse and put them back together with their personal understandings on how they think / act / work in their media. SO MUCH. i love the in-depth lens they give their character that way, canon or oc, divergent or compliant, WHY they choose to go either way. gimme someone who has loved their character so well that you can see the dedication in everything they write about them. gimme muses that are a myriad of deep understandings from the mun about their lore, their personalities, their actions, and even their respective universes. i'll never get enough of it.

PLOTS OR MEMES : ahhhh i'm so bad with both... i'm more consistent with memes for interaction, and even if it takes me a week (or three months) to get to it, i will more often than not FINALLY find a way i want to respond to something. but for a good and strong bond, i adore plotting. i struggle with consistency sometimes because i tend to tap out of social interaction quickly, but once you get the ball rolling, once we have an idea to latch onto, it's pretty smooth from there i think. i love seeing how we can get two characters to work. my strongest bonds on this blog come from me goofing around in dms with people and coming up with some of the best, funniest, sweetest, and heart-breaking content for our muses.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : i write long replies a LOT more than i do short ones. this is mostly a skill issue. once i have a train of thought, i keep writing and forget to slow down a bit... and i love to have my little essay replies to read when i come online. they're so much fun to me. but i also treasure short replies, because sometimes, a short reply carries enough to pack a punch!

BEST TIME TO WRITE : ha. ahaha. seeing as it's 2:30am while i'm doing this on the night i had to do my medication, so long as i feel well enough, i'll write at any time. sometimes early morning, sometimes afternoon, sometimes night, sometimes in the ungodly hours where i should most definitely be asleep.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : ............... sometimes. usually when i'm playing an anger-inducing video game. also that gifted kid perfectionist thing.

tagged: @resolutepath (charlieeeee thank u!) tagging: oh uhhhh @ingen1um & @fightaers & @fighterbound & @quirkthieves & @osoreruna & anyone who wants to! yoink it from me n lemme see!!!!

[miraiq]

Semi-Hiatus/Sporadic Activity Notice

I'm sure this isn't a surprise, as I haven't written anything aside from a total of 4 sentences in well over a month---- but... yeah.

I've been fighting with myself for over a week to make this post and make it official.. cause doing so felt like admitting defeat.. or giving up, and it's not a nice feeling. But considering I have not written in that long just felt like I needed to at this point to at least make those who are waiting on me aware of my lack of response(s), and aren't just... politely awaiting a reply.

I do have it placed in my rules that I am very slow (at times), so hopefully this isn't a deal breaker-- but if I is, I understand and no hard feelings if you are no longer wanting to be mutuals/write with me. If not the case, I thank you all for your patience with me. Things are still in drafts, and several have a few sentences started, but I cannot get my brain to co-operate with me. I know where I want to take a thread but trying to actually put the thoughts into words and then actually write it out is just.. a bit much.

I won't go into details here, but I will provide the specifics in private if curious. My health has been on a drastic decline since the end of November and it's gotten to the point that I can barely operate on a day to day basis-- and what little energy and brain power I do have I have to save for college classes and my frequent doctor appointments. I've gone through 5 different medications since, and nothing has been helping, or has even made it worse-- and so I cannot say when I will be back to my usual frequency of activity.. Just, whenever my doctors can finally figure out what to do I guess- but at this rate, who knows how long that will be.

I am absolutely still willing to just goof off in private messages about muses and ideas, but I just can't put out anything of substance or any actual threads at the moment. And- I will still be on lurking, so seeing me in your activity feed just liking your posts will continue.

I can still send in prompts at least to make an attempt at building bonds between muses. If it is okay to do so, or encouraged/desired, please send me a message or leave a note on this post. However, doing so is acknowledging that you are not expecting me to reply to any prompt I send it, and that I am aware that I do not need to expand on any.

I can also add anyone on Discord to do silly back and forth idea swapping if easier than here on the good ol' Tungle. Though I reiterate, I will not be able to do anything serious in regards to writing. I've also wanted to put out a shipping call but I don't feel like that would be fair to others if I'm not going to be very present in terms of.. you know, full on threading and fleshing things out. But I can still toss headcanons and other ideas in terms of ships around.

So uh........ yeah. That's the update from ya buddy prince and my lack of existing.

[sailxdia]

this is very out of date as of Oct

I don't want to delete this blog but it needs to get a big change if I keep it.

The original facets who made this blog.. no longer exist. I don't know when it happened but before I realised they weren't there anymore. I felt them back apart of me. And I don't feel like anything of them was kept around.

It was painful and out of no where. I wasn't ready. There are some who used this still around but the main posters are not. I don't really know what to do. It hurts. Healing is one thing but healing alone is painful. I wanted so bad to get past the programming but..

Sorry to not know what to do for now. I'm glad for the friends they made. I hope we can become if we don't know each other or stay friends if we do too.

Until then. - E

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{ 🌌 } Wally Darling — Welcome Home

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{ 🌈 } Lucifer — Lucifer

{ 🌈 } Metta — Nexomon

{ 🌈 } Ziegler — Nexomon

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{ 🌕 } Clark Kent — Superman (STAS & Gotham Knights)

{ 🌕 } Zetta — Nexomon

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[malboraslihan]

@stereosmindgame sent   a   📸   to   see   four   six   pictures   that   my   muse   has   taken   of   your   muse   /   milo   and   elira

alright   so…   it’s   simp   fest   and   you   know   it.   picture   one   and   two   are   part   of   a   collection   i’m   calling   ✨   boyfriend   duties   ✨   because   you   know   this   stupid   man   will   be   on   his   knees   finding   the   best   angles   for   her   pictures   every   single   time   they’re   out   and   he   does   get   some   good   shots   because   he’s   been   trained   through   and   through   by   isla.   but   these   two   pictures   specifically,   the   first   one   is   very   early   stages   when   they   had   just   started   hooking   up   and   it’s   still   a   secret   for   everyone   but   milo   still   gets   up   the   moment   she   says   she’s   doing   pictures   at   the   window   and   acts   clueless   until   isla   or   her   ask   him   to   take   the   pictures   and   you   know   damn   well   he’s   doing   a   bunch   of   in   betweens   because   he’s   putting   in   an   effort   and   also   wants   those   in   his   phone   because   that’s   his   gorgeous   not   girlfriend.   and   then   the   second   one   could   be   when   they’re   dating   officially   and   he   can   openly   simp   for   his   girlfriend   and   be   so   silly   about   it   without   having   to   stay   alert   if   people   hear   him   or   not.   and   you   know   he   will   be   taking   shots   of   her   whenever   they’re   out   because   that’s   his   hot   girlfriend   so   how   can   he   not.   her   instagram   is   never   catching   a   break   from   the   moment   they   start   going   out   because   he’s   just   obsessed   and   loud   about   it.   picture   three   and   four   is   when   he   manages   to   convince   her   to   visit   him   out   of   town   or   travel   with   him   for   away   games   and   he   finally   has   a   day   off   and   he   takes   her   everywhere   to   get   to   know   the   city   or   just   do   some   silly   coupley   things   like   visiting   every   single   photo   booth   they   can   find   and   finding   something   to   take   back   to   his   mother   at   some   vinyl   store.   he   really   would   want   to   spend   the   entire   day   with   her,   planning   things   from   breakfast   to   dessert   after   dinner,   to   make   sure   she’s   happy   and   he’s   giving   her   attention   when   she’s   there   for   him   because   he   loves   having   her   around,   especially   for   his   games.   picture   five   and   six   when   milo   is   finally   off   season   and   they   are   finally   in   a   good   place   in   their   relationship   where   they   can   stop   pretending   they   are   just   fucking.   milo   kidnaps   her   for   a   week   or   two   and   take   her   to   the   sykes   family   home   in   aspen   to   enjoy   the   lake   and   the   time   alone.   and   you   know   this   silly   goof   is   cooking   for   her   (tying   hard   pls)   and   just   truly   giving   her   the   girlfriend   treatment   she   deserves   for   as   long   as   they’re   away.   and   i   think   this   would   still   be   at   a   time   they’re   hiding   their   relationship   (not   officially   a   relationship   because   dumbs)   so   every   single   picture   he’s   taken   of   her,   and   he’s   taken   many,   is   gonna   be   kept   hidden   in   his   camera   roll   and   he’s   just   gonna   cherish   them   so   badly.     

[capenuance]

EXPANDED GUIDE. or... read my carrd.

intro…

my name is m (like the letter) and i primarily use he/him pronouns. 

i am 18+ but under 21, which makes me a certified young adult lmao.

all of my blogs are indie and selective, i do not want them to get big, and i will start blocking if i think i have too many followers. i just want a small, very selective amount of rp!

my muses are based upon the canon with personal interpretation and headcanon. 

i have a few years experience of reading and writing comic characters, and am still actively reading more and more comics as i write.   

guidelines..

please note, before you interact, that mun does not equal muse and vice versa. my writing is just a hobby and is fictional, and does not necessarily reflect my personal views of you or your characters or the world. a lot of my characters are harsh, disillusioned, and sometimes cruel, please be aware of this!

similarly to the point above, my blogs are mainly comic based and will be referencing and covering the violent topics that are common within the source media. common triggers i will tag, and some uncommon ones i will tag on request from mutuals. unless extremely graphic, i will not tag general violence.

i do not intend or want or even assume my blogs will get big. if any get over 30 unique followers (so not just my moot's side blogs) i will likely start softblocking on the regular. i just want to do some casual, more “aesthetic” collaborative writing! to be frank, i dont really want to be part of the “rpc” i just wanna carve out a small niche to goof around in o7. i like to be silly in the corner! (large groups are very overwhelming for me 😔).

i am extremely new to tumblr rp and don't really understand how it works yet! i tend to write extremely long and overly detailed. interactions do not need to match my length but i'd appreciate more than three sentences. 

i only want to interact with mutuals, but i am open to gaining a few new mutuals, especially since all of my blogs are very new. prior and canon connections are preferred (i also like establishing prior connections with ocs)!

i like shipping but i am quite exclusive with full ships (rather than just flirtation) and only write it with friends or some moots. i don't write explicit nsfw-- nsfw writing just doesn't interest me and i’m bad at it. happy to write flirting, innuendos and romantic or sexual jokes whenever or with whoever (if that is in character or appropriate for whoever is being written).

personal blogs, minors and fully mcu/xmcu/dcu blogs please dni (there are some exemptions for friends but regardless). i will softblock usually, but i don't mind hardblocking. any and all discourse, callout or drama blogs dni, i will immediately block. this is collaborative writing and not that serious, and i don't care for drama or whatever in general; and i also fully believe that a “callout” will never help any actually negative situation. 

finally, and perhaps most obviously, general etiquette applies. if i do or say something wrong, just let me know and we can have a conversation about it and hopefully rectify any mistakes. i struggle with tone and socialization sometimes, please be patient; and along with this, i have severe ocd and can get a bit odd in my phrasing because of it. i apologize in advance!  

[jodilin65]

So glad my massive editing job is finally coming to an end. I may not have done a perfect job, but it is what it is. I'm not going through nearly 10K entries again. I tried to not only correct things but also make them more consistent. However, sometimes "OK" was "okay," and that's fine. I've noticed that different speech-to-text programs write things differently. One may say "10:00 AM" while another may say "10:00 a.m." Any idiot can understand what I'm saying, though, and most importantly, I get it.

Soon, I'm going to be getting into other things, mostly creative writing and crafts. Just for fun, I may run some of my old stories through AI and let it correct them. I don't like all the changes it makes, but the ones I do like simply correct things without changing the story itself, and I appreciate that. I don't want it to take away from my own individual creations and give me something entirely different that makes me feel like someone else wrote them and they’re not my stories.

I wish Aly were alive to enjoy these new technologies! I miss her so much. I'm sure she would have found AI helpful for some things. I absolutely love it and can't imagine going back to life without it, just like I said when Tom introduced me to computers in 1993 and then when Alexa came around in 2015.

Anyway, I don't have to run my writing through the text reader anymore. I can just skim it, give it to AI, and then skim it again to make sure it didn't change anything too drastically. It does like to tone down my swears, though, LOL, but that's OK. I still let Grammarly have a go at it the first time around. It works while I write.

Soon, I'm going to go through my last manuscript, the blackmail story with Nane as my muse. I haven't met anyone lately that makes for a good muse, so I'm using old ones. Some were people I've seen on- or offline, some came from dreams, and some came from my vivid imagination. I don't know that I'll crank out three or four stories a year like I used to, but I'm determined to finish what I start.

I'm also going to finish my latch hook rug once and for all and start the cross-stitch kit I have a feeling I'm going to regret getting. I also have adult coloring books and diamond paintings to do, plus there's acrylic painting and my oil pastels. Maybe I'll even go back to studying and practicing languages because it's good brain exercise. It's hard work, but it's fun, too.

I'm continuing to have on-and-off stomach cramps, and sometimes I even feel slight nausea. Tomorrow is lab day, so hopefully, I'll get some answers, though I don't think this is anything serious. I doubt it's connected to my liver. I'm worried I'm going to have a bunch of bad numbers just the same, but there's only so much I can do about that. Of course, they're going to call when I'm asleep since nobody can use the damn portal. The worst numbers I'm expecting to come back are cholesterol. Hopefully, my TSH will be under 10 and my A1C will be good along with my WBC. I'm not sure what to think about my thyroid because I still feel like I have hypo symptoms. I've been in a good mood, and I'm chilly at times. I have a little bit of hair loss and dry skin as well. If it's not under 10, I don't expect it to be over 15. I'm guessing it's going to be 11 or 12. The question will be why. Is the gland dying some more, or are stomach issues blocking the absorption of the medication?

Last night, I had several dreams involving my old ENT. We were goofing around playfully, and she was carrying me somewhere. I hugged her, kissed her cheek, and said, “I love you.” Then I quickly added, “In a friendly way, of course,” so she wouldn't get the wrong idea.

It's weird because I'll go a while without dreaming of her and then all of a sudden she's in several dreams. Part of me regrets rejecting friend and message requests on Facebook in case she made good on her word and contacted me, but I know she wouldn't. No one ever reaches out to me first.

[thaywrites]

heyyyyy, GEBF here! sorry, i got swamped by irl commitments, but im finally hereeee again! how has your break been, bestie? also i just wanted to ask you about your favorite muse(s) so far. is there any character you're currently all about? are they in their main character era in your head?

that's completely understandable with the holidays and all, but nice to hear from you again, GEBF! and oh, it's been both amazing and busy all at once but I'm just glad to be able to rest and spend time with my family. hmmmm so I have like a loooot of muses lol bc I'm always coming up with new ideas and love to build characters and stories and worlds. I adore all of them but there are some that I just feel more musey when writing bc they live in my head 24/7 rent free. so here are some of them:

aurora "rory" cohen ( victoria pedretti fc ): rory's a character that came to me when i got back into the rpc and she has been my baby since. she's a baker and pretty much, all sunshine and honey and freshly baked cookies. she's kind of a celebrity in her hometown, since she's the mayor's daughter from a small town, and kinda loves it bc she loves to get to know new people. she also just tends to talk too much. her family fell apart a couple years back bc daddy cheated and the whole town was all over it and then her first love broke her heart so she's currently in her healing era, living with her pitbull and trying to get her own bakery up n running.

adrien zahir ( avan jogia fc ): adrien is a muse i've had for yeaaars and i never get tired of writing him. he's a guitar player in the kinda famous rock band loudmouth ( and i write all the band members too ) and basically his background is that he was kicked out of his family by an overly religious father who hated the fact his only son was queer. so he found himself a new family instead. he went through many revamps and as of his latest one, he went from a sex crazed, addicted, alcoholic, messy rockstar to a soon-to-be daddy, pretty much married, recovered and decent human being. he's still loud, brazen, flamboyant and that's why we love him sm.

theodore becker ( andrew garfield fc ): theo is my broadway star. well, currently on a break. so he's basically a sweetheart broadway actor who was head over heels in love with the man of his dreams and he thought it was time to take things to the next level. he proposed, got a no for an answer and decided he needed some time away from new york, so he moved back home to help his dads out with their small business. he's pretty much a goof, big musical theater nerd, and just has a lot of love to give. i adore him sm.

alev özberk ( alperen duymaz fc ): poor man's version of clyde from the infamous duo bonnie and clyde. his bonnie is written by a friend of mine and we just have sm fun with those two. alev is my badboy, he's been part of a gang and has done some pretty hefty stuff in his life. he's a burglar, a liar, a drug dealer and all around a shitty person. but he's honestly so much fun to write bc he's always getting up to something and honestly, i miss him sm.

bowie monroe ( sophie thatcher / kiana madeira fc ): my little delinquent redneck enby babygirl. so their background is super messed up, mommy was a groupie that partied too much and didn't care about her motherly duties, so bowie was left at the cares of their older siblings (all half, all from different fathers) and was raised by them. they grew to be pretty pissed off at everything and everyone but they do try to be on a good behavior for the sake of their siblings, which is hard considering the friends bowie usually keeps by her side. she also has a pet lizard she's very fond of.

there's like so many others i could add to this list but i wanted to keep it on the shorter side lol

[shinigxmi-muses]

    [ Been a little busy these past few days-! But worry not; this blog is still going to get into a whole whirlwind sooner than later... :3

    [ Asks get answered tomorrow/later today (it’s almost 3 AM, whoops) and...! I will likely do a plotting call, as well. My anxiety has been unfortunately high the past few years, so it’ll be the “welcoming a vampire” method, then; gimme permission to stop by! Let’s figure something out!! It’ll be fun~! ]