#{ it's nice to have a muse who you can ship. because the last one was just depressing. }

[c0n-fus3d]

𝑫𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰𝒏 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝑶𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏

(𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚐𝚎𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚗!𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚡)

Author's note: THIS IS MY FIRST FIC I'M SO EXCITED TO WRITE THIS! Feel free to give your opinion on this fic :) so I know what I can improve about my writing!! Enjoy!!

(I did not proof read this)

You've always loved learning and studying about countries, lands, cultures, the world and everything mother nature has to offer. It always kept you fascinated somehow. So when you got a letter from an academy that taught more about geography saying you were accepted into it, you couldn't hold back your excitement and happiness, you nearly woke up your neighbors with your squeal of joy! (Which they made obvious the next morning that they were not happy about it..)

It didn't take long for you to pack your suitcase with your belongings, say goodbye to your family and loved one's and hopped on a ship that would sail to the place the academy was at. Their was a decent amount of people along with you on the ship, some of your age but you didn't know any of them. You still managed to make small talk with some of them because they ended up going off to the same academy as you and were, they were decent people which who you were able to have nice conversation with even though it was small.

It wouldn't take long for the sun to go down and before you knew it it was already night time. The sky dark and cloudy and the ocean looking like a dark pit of emptiness compared to it's dark blue look through the day, when it would sparkle when the sun would come up or go down.

You we're about to go off to your cabin to sleep, the cold breeze of the night hitting your skin. You then suddenly heard a sound, more like a song coming towards her ears. The song sounded strange but.. Comforting.. Alluring in some way, as if you were being hypnotized.

You don't know how you got to this point, it all happened so quickly. You we're on the deck and the you were drowning in the ocean along with everyone else on the ship. As much as you tried to scream and swim up to the surface, you couldn't, your body wasn't listening to your brain anymore. Your sight started to get blurry and your head got dizzy as the ocean pulled you down to its dark, void of nothingness.

As you were thinking of the thought of your dead body never being found and your loved one's never knowing what happened to you, a strange pair of arms wrapped around your waist from behind you, you wanted to pull away, get them off of you but again, your body had no reaction. The only thing you saw of the stranger.. Of 𝘩𝘦𝘳.. Before everything went to black was her long, blue hair, her dark magenta eyes staring at you as all of the panic left your body.

"𝘚𝘩𝘩.. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹 𝘛𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴.. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯��.."

she muses into your ear as a small giggle left her lips, and that's the last thing you remembered before everything around you faded away into darkness.

[see-arcane]

I figured I should interrupt everyone's dash for some notes on current real life things.

This is a hefty one, so I'm tucking everything below:

A little good news. As of this writing, I’ve sold 74 copies of The Vampyres, in eBook and paperback! That’s 74 more than I thought I would ever sell! Thank you to everyone who picked up a copy or asked your library to grab some. Especially when I know I haven’t been the most stellar self-marketer. I can’t remember the last time I opened the septic tank formerly known as Twitter, so it’s all been down to this little corner here and a skinny appearance in Goodreads. Which means I owe any attention this short and sinister tale has received to you all and plain old word-of-mouth.

That said, thank you x100000 to you and any new readers yet to take a look. (And doubly so for those of you who go out of their way to leave comments and reviews around for me to reread ad infinitum.)

For those not in the know, all the info on The Vampyres can be found here, and all my author odds and ends can be found on my website here.

On a less heartening note…

As I’d already expected, the market for career writers is…rough. Copywriting—and writing in general—is technically a big open field (full of caveat descriptions about having to work with/teach AI programs to eventually swallow your job)! Tons of open positions! Most of which either pay you in pocket change while you’re working full time or expect you to singlehandedly run the entire marketing of a business for slightly more pocket change. Everything else is bloated with contract and/or freelance work*.

*Read: Gig economy schlock trying to pass for an actual job position with payment being a coin toss. I’ve also seen one too many listings on the job boards that are volunteer positions. Plenty of exposure to rake in though, right? Ha. Ha ha.

I’ve still been applying like clockwork, same as the rest of my fellow creators trying to get by in a field that seems to actively punish trying to be a professional in said field, and still no bites further than an interview. I have years of experience and a degree, but everyone’s chasing the same crumbs, so. Yeah. I’ve got to start padding things out.

Reminder that I do have a (barely peddled) Ko-Fi. It’s there for art commissions and chucking a few spare bucks at. Which is an increasingly big ask these days, I know. You can’t scroll two posts down without hitting someone else’s Ko-Fi, Patreon, GoFundMe, Kickstarter, et cetera. We’re drowning in arting starvists here. And although I have been asked before whether I would consider going full Freelance Storywriter on top of selling art, I’m still a little hesitant on it. I do occasionally send out story submissions and have even gotten published a few times, but I get nauseous thinking about:

1) Putting up a paywall on the scribbles that assail me like a baseball bat wielded by an unmerciful Muse. 2) Putting up a ‘Stories for Sale!’ sign only to wind up disappointing prospective buyers because I didn’t do their blorbos justice even after researching X background for the piece. 3) Getting duped into being a nonconsenting ghostwriter and discovering someone else has published my work under their own name.

So, still a bit iffy on that. I’ll chew on it. But what else is left?

Before you click the button!

Stop!

NOT YET!

Before you click, please know that I am being serious about this as something to potentially make 1) something of good quality and 2) earn more money than it loses. Looking around at the merch-making/selling options, there are fees involved with making an account just about anywhere in the online store game, give or take the price tweaking needed for shipping and manufacturing blah blah blah.

With that in mind, please do not automatically hit ‘yes’ because you want to be nice. I appreciate it, but this isn’t the same thing as the Ko-Fi where there’s no real loss in just leaving it up and drawing something once every few months. This will take new designs, another subscription to pay for, more logistics to untangle for quality and pricing and all the rest of the mess. Only hit ‘yes’ if you, personally, genuinely, would like to purchase some nefarious See Arcane wares beyond a book or a digital drawing.

[firenati0n]

hello friends 💕 thank you to everyone for all the tags over the last few days and weeks (I will tag under the cut). I have not written any words since i posted angel fic because the brain is mushy peas rn. Instead, here are some words I wrote yesterday unrelated to fic but related to me (tw parental illness / mental health).

btw the fic that made me cry was The Impossible Soul by @cha-melodius. Everyone should read it and weep. One of the best pieces of writing I've read in a long while.

I hope everyone had a nice week 💕 I have been off grid spending time with friends (irl AND fandom -@wordsofhoneydew , @inexplicablymine !) in an effort to spark joy again! Finding happiness in the little victories can be tough when your goals feel like mountains in the distance. It has been a journey.

also, a sincere and heartfelt thank you to anyone who has read, enjoyed, commented on, or yelled at me about my angel!henry fic. it has been a real light in my life right now to have this community of people engaging with a work that was both meaningful to me and cathartic to write. I am trying to practice what I preach as angel!henry and find peace in the small luxuries of life. Sometimes, this can be hard. For all of my friends who have dealt with mental illness or grief or loss or pain, I am here for you and I am holding out my hand. Much love always. 🤍

Thanks for helping me along. 🥰 Hope you have a good week ahead. I hope my muse returns soon. Maybe when the clouds part eventually! I am slowly chipping away at an angel fic epilogue. Hope you love. 🥰

xoxo roop

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[koolkat9]

GerEng Week 2024 - Day 1

@gereng-week

Prompt: Meeting the Family || Magic

Rating: T

Word Count: 1060

Pairing: GerEng

Read on AO3

Author's Note: When you forget when your own ship event week starts. I thought it started today lol.

Deserved

It wasn't the newspaper or radio that notified Arthur when the Berlin Wall fell. It was an urgent yet joyful phone call from Ludwig.

He had never heard the stoic man’s voice so light, so rapid, so overflowing with vigor. Arthur’s heart leaped at the sound.

What his heart wasn’t leaping at was the haste dinner invitation to celebrate at the end of the week. But Arthur couldn’t say no when Ludwig sounded so happy and so excited to introduce him as his boyfriend.

“You didn’t tell me everyone would be here,” Arthur hissed when he approached the arch to the dining room.

It wasn’t just Gilbert but practically all the Germanics and those close to them: Roderich, Erzsébet, Bash, Erika, and of course the man of the hour Gilbert. Who, despite his grin, was staring daggers into him.

“Good to see you, Arthur,” Gilbert mused, approaching him with an extended hand.

Arthur eyed it suspiciously. He looked over to Ludwig, that pure glint in his eye softened Arthur. He shook Gilbert’s hand, plastering a smile to his face. “Good to see you too. It’s nice to have you back.”

“Danke. Now come. I don’t know about you but I’m starving.”

Gilbert led them to the dining room. Perhaps it had just been Arthur’s nerves and Gilbert actually hadn’t been glaring. They all laughed and ate, shared memories of similar feasts, and overall just enjoyed the presence of each other. Not even an invasive question in sight about his and Ludwig’s relationship. And the food was good too. It had been a while since he had a proper cooked meal between work and his inability to cook.

But just as he was starting to think he was worrying for nothing, Gilbert approached him and asked to talk in private. When Arthur met his eyes a chill ran down his spine.

Ludwig looked over to Arthur, their eyes meeting. Ludwig looked worried. Arthur reached over and gave his hand a squeeze. “I’ll be fine,” he murmured.

He followed Gilbert to the hallway.

“What’s your goal?” Gilbert spat.

“Goal?”

He shoved Arthur against the wall, gripping the collar of his shirt, any facade of being polite melted away to reveal his rageful, bloodthirsty core. Even with his nation dissolved and his body weak in state, he was not much different than the warmongering nation he represented. Or used to represent.

“Don’t play stupid,” he growled. “What are you trying to get from Ludwig? This decade's new toy, hm? One you can use to forget how lonely and bitter you are. Get your kicks for a bit, maybe play house before you get bored and toss him out like trash.”

Arthur scoffed. “What are you even going on about?”

Gilbert pressed him further into the wall. “I know you. And I know how you are in relationships. Never staying too long. You did it to your son and Francis and I picked up the pieces.”

“Leave Alfred out of this,” he warned, voice low.

“Well, anything is on the table considering you’re fucking my baby brother. Damn, cradle robber. Ludwig is a good kid. And despite my best efforts, a sensitive soul. He’s hardworking, he’s got a good head on his shoulders, fiercely loyal, wants to do better than the ones who’ve come before him. Some relic of the past like you who only cares about himself is the last person who deserves him.”

For a moment, they just stared each other down, eyes ablaze, waiting for one to back down.

Arthur wanted to protest, but Gilbert was right at least to some extent. He was lonely and bitter and selfish. But he didn’t drop relationships because he was bored, it was because he knew he didn’t deserve them. That he would hurt them more by staying.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ludwig peeking out. Something warm fluttered in his heart and pumped through his veins. He had to suppress a smile because he knew it would just make Gilbert angrier or make him look like he didn’t care.

He did care. Because he loved Ludwig. Because Ludwig made him happy and clearly he made Ludwig happy.

“I was the one who was there when you couldn’t be,” Arthur finally shot back. “I was the only one who could withstand his anger and stubbornness when he tried to push everyone away. I was the one who pulled him out of that dark place. And I won’t give you the details because that is something Ludwig alone can choose to disclose, but just know I was one of the main ones who supported him. You’re right, I am a shitty person. And I don’t deserve someone as perfect as Ludwig. But I want to protect him, I want to make him smile and by God, I’m going to do it as long as he allows me. Because in the end, this relationship isn’t a choice for you to make, but for us. For Ludwig to make.”

Gilbert‘s grip loosened, jaw going slack, eyes confused and wide. For once the loudmouth was speechless.

After a moment, Gilbert went to speak, but Ludwig cut it, grabbing his brother's arm/

“Please let go of my boyfriend.” His words were polite, but there was a sharpness under them. Gilbert immediately backed away.

Ludwig wrapped an arm around Arthur and pulled him close to his side. “In the future, could you please not scare him or insult him? He’s right. This isn’t your choice, it’s mine. I’m not a child anymore and I’ve more than proven I can stand on my own without my big brother always protecting me.”

Gilbert was shocked before, but now he was completely gobsmacked. He stared at the two for a moment before lowering his gaze and whispering an apology. He sulked back into the dining room.

When they were finally alone, Ludwig pulled Arthur into a tight embrace, burying his face into his shoulder. Arthur smiled softly, squeezing him back.

“I’m a little drained,” Ludwig murmured, “Erzse packed up some dessert for us to enjoy back home.”

“That sounds like a marvelous idea,” Arthur mused, pressing a kiss to Ludwig’s cheek.

Hand-in-hand the two walked out to Ludwig’s car and made their way home to compress after a stressful evening. Well, meeting the family was rarely ever easy.

[rookfeatherrambles]

So many ideas. Dumping them here for a pinned comment to keep track. When these have AO3 links, I'll list them here The Angel that Cries Ink (Jmart, Jonelias) Jon has been locked under the Magnus Institute for 200 years, waiting for one person. Martin Blackwood. IN PROGRESS)

Bound by Spider's Thread (Jmart, time travel, somewhat fix it, No sex, Annabelle asks Martin to kill a bitch for her in exchange for saving Jon's life somewhere else) WIP)

The Beast in your Heart (La bete dans coeur) Jonelias, Eventual jmart, Hunt!Jon, Kai!jon. Jon finds out about the watcher's crown ritual and chooses the nuclear option. To throw himself at another fear. He is subsequently transformed, and elias is not nice to jon when he finds out what he's done. Dead dove, very dark, very smutty WIP)

Chiaroscuro (Jmart, timsasha, Artist/Muse au. Jon is a infamous artist who paints the most captivating art but has remained out of the spotlight. A medical diagnosis makes him decide to retire, but he's going to do one final piece. Enter Martin, and Jon's inevitable falling in love with his final muse, no sex, ace jon (WIP

Under skies and sea (Vast Jon. No sjhip. Jon is becoming a sea bird. this is problematic for many reasons) WIP)

Sable Island AU (Jmart, Foggyskies, Jon is a low profile environmental researcher that takes a job on a remote island studying seabirds. He starts to become one, and chronicals his journey. Then Martin, the sun of Peter Lukas, one of two men that are wagering over Jon's life, crashes the supply boat onto the island. They reflect on life, and death (WIP

The Storm Singer : (Jmart, Jonpeter, Foggyskies) Jon is the last siren in the bay and he's sworn to destroy the man who ruined his life. Peter is the fisherman turned monster hunter that massacred Jon's people. He wants Jon dead because he killed his wife. Martin and Simon are also there and they are in love! (not with eachother) Sirens and Sailors! Smutty (WIP

The Lonely Bride: Jonpeter forced marriage. Martin refused to run away with jon in s4 and Peter offered him an alternative way out. Dark, exactly what it says on the tin. smutty (WIP

The Hunter's Stag (Jonpeter, fantasy au. Faerie au.) Jon is a magic white stag that was cursed by a faerie king, to run until he's caught and killed. Peter is the hunter that doesn't want to do that. They become friends. And then more. (WIP

Wintergreen AU: (noship. Jon is 8, has a boat, and is going to america. he gets caught in bad weather and picked up by the Tundra. Now there's a child on board his ship and Peter Lukas doesn't know what to do with him. Silly, lighthearted fun i guess. WIP)

I'm not your Protagonist (I'm not even my own): Jmart, Jonelias) Jon wakes up somewhere else and realizes he's not happy. He does his best to figure out why. (EVERYONE HAS TRAUMA AND GETS THERAPY FIC) WIP)

YEOMYTIM (Your eyes on mine, your Teeth in me _Jondaisy, WIP)

The Hearthwitch's Cat (Jmart, Fantasy) Jon is a powerful arch mage that learns a terrible secret and for his safety, becomes a cat. Martin is the hearthwitch he chooses to adopt as his owner. Fluffy, romance, silly fantasy shenanigans (WIP

The red strings of fate (Can go fuck themselves) Jonelias, eugenics au) Jon is someone who never ever wanted to have a partner, but the system matches him to some bastard name Elias Bouchard. Jon's only way out of having children (legally) is to be a holy terror of a wife. Shenanigans ensue. Smutty, fluffy, light hearted i guess. Elias is not evil and Jon is ace spec WIP)

Non TMA stuff:

Dawn of Shadows (Wip, fantasy)

Everyone loves Fucked Up Houses :) (wip, horror)

That weird creepypasta thing, (wip, horror romance)

A real War (wip, Everymanhybrid)

Mabel vs the Grim Reaper (wip, Gravity Falls)

Grimoire Falls (horror fantasy, gravity falls au)

If I think of more of these, I will add them!

ALSO IF YOU ARE CURIOUS, SEND ME AN ASK ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT TO LEARN MORE ABOUT! Seriously yell at me about my ideas please im desperate :))

EDITED 3/29/24

[naisilla]

The Emperor's New Muse Part .6

Odyssey Kayn x Reader

content: Shopping Trip, Saving Jinx, Talking to Sona, Kayn plots something...

That night was quite odd. You had finally poured your heart out about the many years of pain, suffering, and struggle you faced. You found a sense of understanding and comfort in sharing this with someone 

After touching down and porting you could finally exit the ship along with the rest of the crew. You had arrived at a planet abundant in markets and by the looks of the large crates that Malphite was carrying they were going to cash in whatever was inside.

Jinx was skipping ahead of the group, carefree and eager to look around the shops most likely for some more unstable weapons to add to her needlessly large collection. Curious to know you look to Yasuo who walks calmly yet confidently to your left.

"So....what's in the box?"

"Harvested Hydraxal Super Squid organs."

"Oh.....nice"

Yasuo chuckles. "They sell for a high price which helps us to keep running". You nod and watch as Yasuo and Malphite split off from the rest. "Feel free to look around the markets with Jinx and Sona, women love shopping right?" You playfully send Yasuo a death glare.

"I wouldn't know, I've never had enough credits for shopping". The tone in your voice is sarcastic. With a smirk on his face, Yasuo throws a small object towards you which you manage to catch with your fast reflexes.

"What is this?" You ask inspecting the slender card.

"I am putting you in charge of our money"

You stare back at Yasuo shocked. "What!? Why me??"

"Because I can't trust Jinx with it for obvious reasons-"

"Last time I maxed out our card on buying an 85" ft tall inflatable duck," Jinx says appearing next to you to whisper in your ear. "It's still floating out there in the Valoran Galaxy".

Yasuo groans remembering that previous endeavor. "Just keep an eye on Jinx and stick with Sona, feel free to buy yourself any essentials now that you're one of us," Yasuo says giving you a nod before joining back up with Malphite as the two head down the alleyway with the more exotic stalls.

The stalls were crowded by diverse alien shoppers, all going about their business. You found yourself having to strategically weave through the horde, trying to keep up with Jinx who was constantly on the verge of escaping your line of sight.

While you were uncomfortably having to squeeze through the crowd, Sona had the sea of people parting to let her through. Of course they let the pretty one through without a second thought. You push on forward, keeping your eyes on the bright locks of orange hair that bounce ahead.

"Jinx! Wait up!" you yell trying to be heard over the loud atmosphere of the markets. But of course either Jinx couldn't hear or couldn't give a shit. Letting out a frustrated sigh you slow down your advances.

Jinx can look after herself, it wasn't like she could drain the crew's entire credit account without you. She's been here before many times most likely, you'd just have to trust she knew her way around. What's the worst that can happen.

Sometimes foreshadowing is relatively obvious.

You take a moment to stop and look around. Stalls were packed tightly together each one of them decorated with bright colors, some displayed clothing, others jewelry, weapons, and food. You found yourself eyeing the stalls displaying racks of clothes. You were still stuck wearing that outfit Kayn had gifted you and you hated it. You hated how you were still tied to the Ordinal and therefore the empire.

Jinx had offered you her spare clothes when you first officially joined the crew, but not only were you the wrong size, but she only had one spare outfit and despite her being persistent you weren't going to do that to her.

Your hand runs through the hanging articles of clothing, browsing through as you try to find something nice but practical enough for your style. Sona who stood next to you also was examining the front table with various folded tops, carefully picking one to hold out in front of her, then delicately folding it perfectly, and neatly placing it back.

It felt odd, being given the freedom to buy something nice for yourself. You felt an uneasy pressure burden your chest. It felt so rude to spend someone else's money on yourself like this, sure you were given the all clear but the guilt made it feel so illegal.

Your attention snaps to a commotion somewhere in the distance, aggressive voices rising in volume. A crowd is forming a few stalls away. Intrigued, you strain to see what's going on at the center and notice the all-too-familiar orange locks of hair. Dammit Jinx!

It was only a matter of time before she managed to get herself into trouble. A part of you wants to stay out of this, but you do feel somewhat responsible for her actions.

Jinx was trapped in the center of a crowd, backed up against a weapons stall where a broken gun lay on the display table. "You broke it you buy it." Lectured the gruff voice of the merchant, a burly older man with scars tattooing his skin.

"I barely even touched that crusty gun! That thing was already broken!" Jinx snapped back, standing her ground against the towering shopkeeper. The sight reminiscent of a chihuahua barking off at a mastiff.

You squeeze your way through the crowd once again and approach the two. The cruel glare of the merchant snaps to you and his upper lip pulls back in a snarl. "Back off Missy, this ain't ya business". His voice warned you to back off, and usually you would. Back in Zaun, you took no interest outside of your own business. If there was ever a commotion you keep your head down, eyes lowered, and walk away.

You can't help but feel frustrated at how often she acts irresponsibly. Why was she always throwing herself at the first sight of trouble? She's always destroying something with her insane antics. That's all she does, she ruins things, it's what she loves. You were ready to just pay upfront and bullshit some apologetic angel personality when you looked at Jinx. Her eyes, they trembled. Her eyebrows were furrowed and the tone in her voice was meek. Jinx was always shameless when she broke something, but this time she was denying it, she was being honest.

Your head lifts itself up so your eyes can meet his in a defiant stare. "Leave her alone she didn't break it". The merchant twists his bulky frame to face you. "You didn't see shit bitch stop acting like a hero because you ain't one." Your eyes dart to the broken gun.

"How did she break it?"

"I didn't break it y/n, I only picked it up. It was too weak in firepower anyways, I could tell from its cartridge chamber, so I put it back and was going to check out the next stall when Mr Judge Judy over here yelled at me to pay for it. I turned around and now it's in pieces, I swear I didn't do that!"

"You lying brat! yes you did! I saw it with my own eyes! Stupid bitch handled it too roughly then slammed it onto my table causing it to fall apart!"

You walk over to closely investigate the gun, it was a simple pistol with most of its core parts snapped off. "How does a top quality gun shatter with a bit of handling?" You point out tiny cut marks along where each piece broke away. "Did she do this too? These marks look suspiciously like a knife being used to purposely separate these pieces." Gesturing to Jinx you add "My teammate here doesn't possess any kind of blade."

To prove herself Jinx lifts her arms and pulls out the inner fabric of her pockets emptying them of random junk like bottle caps, coins, and lint. Not a single blade in sight. "You know me y/n I don't do knives, guns are my style".

With a confident smile you turn back to the shop owner, now aware of the decorative knives that hang on the wall behind him along with a handy tactical knife sheathed in his belt. "If you are willing to throw accusations then I'd like to suggest that maybe you purposely broke a dupe gun you swapped with the original to frame unassuming customers into paying for it?"

On a whim, you reach over the table and fish around behind. The Merchant is taken by surprise by your bold intrusive move and isn't able to react in time before you reel back with a perfectly intact gun in your hand. The original.

With the evidence shown before the crowd of onlookers, the shop owner sputters before snarling. "That's just another gun! She broke the original one!" You glare back.

"That's bullshit and you know it!"

The merchant slams his large hands onto his bench causing everything on it to jump. "You've been enough trouble here!" He pulls out a large gun aiming it at you.

Jinx jumps in without hesitation and whips out Zappy. "Don't worry y/n! I've got this!" With a smug smirk, Jinx pulls the trigger....nothing happens. Instantly her smile is wiped from her face. "Uh oh"

BANG, the merchants gun lets off a powerful round and the crowd disperses, scattering instantly. You grab Jinx and dive behind one of the stalls. You are stunned and taken off guard by the sudden escalation of the conflict. In the corner of your eye, you see Sona duck down and cover her ears as the gunshot pierces your ears. The sudden flash and bang causes your heart to skip a beat.

"What are you doing!? Run!" Jinx yells, jumping to her feet and grabbing at your arm. She pulls you up and takes off racing further down the market aisles. You get dragged along struggling to not trip under your own legs. Shit wheres Sona!? You look over your shoulder, Sona isn't following, you can't see her anywhere. She must've gotten lost. As for the merchant, it seems you lost him too.

You drag your heels forcing Jinx to slow down. "We're safe Jinx" You tell her pulling back against her grip on you, forcing her to stop. Jinx is huffing as the adrenaline wears off. "Holy heck y/n you actually saved me!" You scoff.

"That gun was pointed at me too". Jinx ignores that and interrupts you with a hug, hanging off your neck in an act of personal space invasion. You are forced to support her from falling by wrapping your arms around her back.

"You saved meee~" Jinx giggles looking up at you with a cheerful and slightly crazed look. "You must like me~". You immediately let go of her causing her to fall onto her butt with an oof.

From around a corner comes Yasuo, Malphite, and Sona. Looks like the templar went out to get the captain. Yasuo approaches you with an impressed expression. "You actually managed to handle Jinx for an hour". You scoff and roll your eyes. Jinx, gets up and runs over to Malphite who looks relieved to see she's ok. You watch as he places two of his large blue hands on her shoulders. "You not hurt?" Jinx shakes her head, her pigtails swooshing with the motion. "Nah big guy I got away" Jinx assures him.

Malphite undeterred looks over the human anyway, carefully moving her to inspect for any injuries. He was so gentle with her, it was a complete contrast to the brutal beast you were used to seeing in a fight. Satisfied with Jinx's wellbeing Malphite smiles and pulls her into a hug. "I'm happy Jinx safe!" It was a sweet moment between two friends.

"Well we got our paycheck from our organ harvest," Yasuo says looking at you.

"Oh yeh? How much profit did you make?" You ask curiously.

"one million credits-"

"ONE MILLION CREDITS!?" Yasuo chuckles at your astonishment.

"Told ya they sell for a fortune."

You've never heard about so much credits being made from one trip, you could barely make 290 credits a week on your minimum wage job back in Zaun. Damn, you should've become a space pirate ages ago.

Yasuo notices how neither you, Jinx or Sona has yet to buy something. No thanks to Jinx's antics. "Looks like we still have to stock up on supplies."

Back on the Morningstar everyone had returned after a thankfully uneventful shopping trip. The ship was refueled on ora, the kitchen was restocked with food allowing you to finally move on with your journey.

And finally, you had your own basic wardrobe of your own clothes along with all your own essential living needs. For the first time in forever, you got to revel in a hot shower. Washing off the collective grime of the last few days, you finally felt renewed and fresh.

Compared to your old life this was luxury, you felt like you were getting royal treatment how ironic that all of this was considered normal living standards.

There were times you shocked the members with how different you were. Yasuo didn't believe you when you mentioned you'd never seen a movie before as you'd only read books, especially to help you learn to speak Piltrovan and Demaxian. You simply never could afford a tv to watch such trivial things on.

Jinx had to teach you how to play gaming consoles which you must admit was the most fun you'd ever had. It got so confusing learning the different button mechanics between consoles but after you got the hang of it you enjoyed spending time with everyone playing games like Mario Kart, Street Fighter, and Just Dance.

Over time you quickly adapted to modern technology. However, there was still an undercurrent of tension regarding the subject of the empire.

You were still being hunted by Kayn and eventually, you would be found and when that happened it was going to be a dire situation. Sona was in a lot of danger of being recaptured by the locus armada and after experiencing what Kayn had done to you when pissed off you were terrified for Sona.

Speaking of Sona, she still remained a mystery to you. Since joining the Morning Star the templar has yet to properly speak to you. She was the quiet type to begin with mostly communicating through hand gestures and nodding. But not a word had been spoken aloud to you in person.

You wondered why so was so quiet to the point of being mute, was it trauma? was it just how she is? was there some sort of medical issue? It would be rude to ask.

Currently Sona was once again looking out of the window, far beyond the space outside. Seemingly lost in thought. Timidly you approach the templar and join her in staring out into the cosmos beyond the glass.

There's a silence that lingers between the two of you, one that comes as a soothing space from the usual chaos and noise from being with the other members. Despite being in a normally awkward situation you felt calm and relaxed just chilling next to Sona.

When Kayn does come it'll be up to you to save everyone. Your inner feelings of hesitation and doubt are overwhelming. You could either choose to face Kayn head-on and attempt to appeal to his humanity, which may very well be impossible at this point. Or you could confiscate the darkin weapon, hoping that Rhaast wouldn't corrupt him further. Or you could do the deed yourself, and attempt to end the threat before it truly starts.

The clock is still ticking, and you feel an urgency to make a choice soon. However, given the situation, you can't truly say what's the right decision to take...

You know you've come a very long way, this is a far cry from being beaten mercilessly and raped in the fractal shear as you were when you were still being held hostage by Kayn. You now have a chance to save lives and redeem yourself.

You take your eyes away from the universe and back to Sona. Her tranquil eyes remain fixed on the distant star ahead. She is a calming presence, one that makes you feel safe and protected. You cannot help but feel like this is where you are meant to be, at home, watching the stars, and not worrying about all the other issues plaguing your world.

"Why won't Jarvan act? All it would take is a single decree."

Sona's voice was like a silvery echo within your mind, it took your breath away, because her voice was actually in your head, she was communicating to you telepathically. Of course she can, she's magical.

"The Empire's King has ignored the objections of my Templar's Order, laying claim to almost all inhabited systems in their pursuit of Ora. Their greed fuels their gluttony."

"Tell me about it".

Sona's golden eyes transfix onto yours.

"I see your pain, the rage you hold against the empire...I too resent the empire for what they've done.

The Empire never respected the Templar Order, we were seen as religious fanatics. They left us alone until the day the lure called us. A voice speaking from beyond the ring clusters of empty planets.

I was in some caves with a group of other templars, we were investigating the source of the lure. For we saw frightening visions of the universe being consumed by dark stars.

Whatever was out there was the root of evil and it was important that we as guardians of Ora do whatever it takes to protect the universe.

Before we could find out what the lure was the locus armada arrived along with other parties that were all drawn to the voice like ourselves.

They shackled us and beaten a few of my people, and some even extracted the ora-derived bio-enhancements, brutally tearing them from our bodies. We became prisoners to the Ordianal Sheida Kayn, he interrogated us. I remember him placing a gun onto our Leader Korobak's forehead, when he defied the Ordinal's questioning, he switched his aim onto me.

That’s the imperialist mentality. They threaten us. They brutalized us. Then they prepared to kill us.

Yet despite that, I said nothing. That way the empire would get nothing, I was prepared to pass through the Ora Gate with the blessing of all Templars, and the satisfaction of knowing He had been defied.

I was spared, but I was taken hostage and I would've been trapped within the locus armada if it wasn't for the rebel group that broke me out. Unfortunately, the man who escorted me to my freedom was killed by the Ordinal..."

As she speaks, you can't help but feel the weight of her words. You see the empire from her perspective, a warmongering nation hellbent on its greed and domination. It takes a strong will to oppose such overwhelming power, and Sona has made her stance perfectly clear.

"Do you think the empire can be stopped?" you ask her.

"I don't know." Sona's words carried a tinge of hopelessness.

"The Empire has the strength to take any territory by force, and they have, the Demaxian Empire has succeeded with barely a fraction of planet systems left to stand independent.

I believe a greater conflict is on the horizon. The empire's expansion is relentless but only an inconvenience to the cataclysmic threat that Rhaast and his puppet Kayn bring to the universe.

There will be the day of reckoning that the Ora gates open and whatever abysmal entities lurk beyond will come into our world and plague it with darkness."

You shake your head in denial "We're not letting that happen Sona. We can stop Kayn."

Sona continues to look sullen not persuaded by your determination and returns to look out of the window...

Somewhere across the universe the Fractal Shear prowls in orbit. Kayn stands proudly facing the grand window, staring out into the vast abstractness of stars and nebulas.

Despite his calm and confident composure, the Ordinal was tense. His left arm discreetly grips his scythe impatiently, fingers wrapping then unwrapping themselves around the handle.

"The Morningstar continues to elude you Kayn."

"I don't see you helping in tracking those troublesome little rats".

"I'm the scythe, all I do is help".

Kayn scoffs, scowling at his reflection in the glass. "Whatever I don't need you to rule the universe."

"Then why can't you put me down".

Letting out a frustrated grunt, Kayn strides away from the window, towards the command center. Various hologram monitors display the last known sightings of the Morningstar, just seeing the faces of the crew was infuriating to the Ordinal.

His fist slams down onto the table with a harsh thud, the hologram flickers for a moment.

"Dammit! It's been four months and I still haven't retrieved the Templar!"

Kayn's lips pull back in a seething sneer, his singular eye twitches uncontrollably.

"With the Templar allied with the Morningstar crew, there comes the chance that they will open the ora gate first."

"They are unworthy of unlocking the secrets of the ora gate, there's no way Sona would actually reveal the key to Captain Yasuo."

"Sona sought him out specifically after escaping your interrogation, perhaps he is more complex than we had realized".

"That drunken loser? He barely qualifies as a Captian, Yasuo was a nobody before I framed him for the gruesome murder of Yone".

"Ahh yes the mercenary that broke the Templar free".

"And the brother of this space pirate wannabe, it'll be poetic when I kill him next." Kayn regains his calm composure and brings up files of collected data of each Morningstar crew member; Yasuo, Sona, Jinx, Malphite, and you.

Kayn sharply inhales when he looks at your file. How humiliating, you had completely fooled him when you first met. Not only were you capable at matching him in combat but you were working for the wretched Morningstar the whole time.

He allowed you to escape him. To Kayn you were just some rebel wannabe, someone who was barely an inconvenience to an empire. But you were more than that, you were a spy. You snuck through the Locus Armadas guard, took on an unassuming facade, and fooled them all. And he let you free.

You could've gotten away with obtaining crucial knowledge about his army. He let you sit in the control center without being blindfolded or restrained, He led you into his personal chambers, He even-

"Damn that deceiving vixen! When I get to that bitch I'l-"

"Fuck her brutally like you did last time?" Rhaast's crude insinuation causes Kayn to stop and glare at the scythe. The anger in his eye is palpable, and it's clear he is furious with Rhaast's comment.

He can't believe that he allowed you to deceive him like that, to get the best of him.

He can't handle the humiliation.

"Shut up, damn it!" he yells. Rhaast lets out a dark laugh, enjoying every bit of the heated exchange and taunting the Ordinal.

Kayn is a master at suppressing his anger and hiding it under the cool exterior of control, but since you came along he's been losing his grip and it infuriated him.

He needed to become stronger, Kayn was now determined to grow bigger as a threat that there would be no chance he could lose again.

"If I am to unlock my latent powers through the ora gate I will need to devote more time to hunting the Morningstar and I need to improve my current abilities."

The Ordinal takes his scythe and walks out of the command centre, passing by his elite soldiers who nod at him with respect. None of them aware that their Ordinal openly talks to what they perceive to be an inanimate scythe.

With supreme confidence, Kayn marches through the fractal shear, descending deeper and deeper into the ship. He approaches a door at the end of a barren hallway, out of view of both personal and security alike.

Only Kayn can unlock this door and after scanning his left eye the panel clicks and slides open allowing the Ordinal entrance. Inside is a dim room, thick mist creeps along the floor and an electric hum is all that resonates inside.

Once stepping in everything becomes illuminated, the walls and ceilings are lined with pipes that run along each other in intricate patterns. At the centre of it all is a podium with a glass case, a chamber, full of golden essence.

"Is that?-"

"Pure, raw ora. My personal stash." Kayn walks over towards it standing before the chamber watching in suppressed awe as the ora inside reacts to his presence. It warps and flows, collecting itself as if attracted to the Ordinal...or his scythe.

He grabs onto a tube that is plugged into the machine and pulls it out, the tendril releasing with a forced hiss in his hand. Kayn brings it to his bio-enhanced arm. The gold armored appendage clicking as a panel shifts, revealing an interface with an opening for the hose to attach to.

"Kayn, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing Rhaast?"

"But, you're King... I thought he forbid such things."

"You and I both know that King Jarvan has grown weak, his apprehension is what holds this empire back. Unlike him I take risks, unlike him I have what it takes to progress and unlike him I act".

Kayn plugs the tube into his arm connecting himself to the ora chamber, the pressure releases, and immediately the ora begins to pump itself into Kayn's arm.

The Ordinal lets out a pained growl but doesn't cease the procedure, he grips onto the top of the chamber to keep himself upright. His body tenses as more and more ora is introduced into his system. Sweat accumulates across his brow and his teeth bare with the pain. Rhaast can only watch on with intrigue...

Part Seven: Here

[gotdamlost]

rp partners wanted

sup i'm bee. just another blog looking for long-term, rp partners who write with bts & like to chat ooc as well. i write on discord only & comfortably with those who are 21+. i am an enthusiastic roleplayer so i'd appreciate only reaching out if you feel like you can match that energy and if you'll actually communicate with me (not ghost). i become unmotivated going the whole nine yards with edits, playlists, pinterest boards, headcanons, etc. and then not receiving the same energy or effort back. i'm over doing all the work to get a plot going. i'd also appreciate if there's some understanding on with patience & response times. i am not a person who's chronically online, so my responses are not instantaneous. roleplaying is a hobby i am trying to maintain with a full schedule. i extend the consideration to all who may partner up with me.

you can read more about me & a detailed version of my preferences here. for a quick, simplified version, click below.

After reading feel free to like this post, drop into my IMs, or ask box to reach out for my discord tag if interested. If you've read this far, thanks for your time fr. hope to hear from ya soon!

currently: OPEN FOR PARTNERS last updated: 11/2/2024

preferences

first and foremost, know IT'S OKAY TO SAY NO. its okay to say you do or don't like something. it's okay to say you are not feeling a plot or the vibes and discontinue interaction. people feel like just because we start plotting you're locked in. not at all. if i'm not a fit for you at any point just say so. i PROMISE you it's not gonna kill me or make me mad. in fact its better for everyone. people agree to be nice, because we exchanged discords and got so far. just be honest. it saves so much time. i enjoy: multi muse universes, world building (playing multiple muses), gangs/mafia, slice of life / romance (in moderation), friendships, sci-fi, fantasy, angst, found family, plots / AUs of media i’m familiar with. i'm selective with: school / university plots, fictional celebrity AUs, supernatural — i'm willing to listen to ideas if i won't write: supernatural ( vampire / angel+demon / zombies etc.), plots based on real world events ( COVID, etc. ), smut focused plots.

literate to adv. literate (para, multi-para, novellas possible) but i’m so low maintenance. my rule of thumb is matching my partner. you can find a writing sample of mine here.

at the point of plotting, if i don't hear back from you after a week, i'm dropping and moving on. if we get to creating a server and i don't hear from you after two weeks, i will leave the server. no hard feelings held, i just really want to write and it's frustrating to be ghosted even by well-meaning people. but you are always welcome to reach out and let me know if you'd like to continue or just mingle/chat!

i love collaborating with my writing partners. i don't like one sided plotting or hearing "that's fine!" "sure thats okay!" etc. i appreciate and want to hear your contributions to the plot as well.

I only write member x member. I don't mind writing as the members themselves or using them as faceclaims for OCs.

I feel like I can capture most of the boys in writing, except Taehyung. My aces are hyung line, but i'll play anyone. You can find the ships that I enjoy and am currently interested in exploring for plots here.

NSFW and dark plots i'm chill with, but don't interact expecting only smut. If it's part of the overall plot, sure, but I have comfort levels.

[calamitaswrath]

Cal Lucia plays Fire Emblem Path of Radiance: Chapter 12

Phoenicis and Kilvas, nation of the bird people. Now those I've definitely heard about, seeing as I got a friend who's Normal™ about them

Dragon nation of Goldoa. . . why is the dragon in the artwork that accompanies that explanation so ripped?

Considering that this boat journey is said to take weeks and weeks, I feel like this might also be the place to set some oneshot fics.

Ike and Mist have a little conversation about race and racism. I like how Mist admits to having been afraid of The Other™ at first, it adds to her character

Mist, Nasir has pointy ears. Do you really think he's human?

So what kind of Laguz is he, anyway? Can't be a bird, because I know that those got wings, even in their humanoid form. He probably isn't a beast/cat, because then he'd have different ears. Dragon, then?

Come to think of it, he has a marking on his forehead, just like Soren. . .

Right then, let's go over the base conversations.

Ilyana: ohh, some neat little backstory about how she came to travel with the merchants! These base conversations are nice for that. Even if you don't get a unit's supports because they're not deployed, they at least can see a bit of their character outside of that this way.

Zihark: that guy's just teasing his backstory. Based on his overall vibe, I don't think that that's going to be relevant for the main story, so I wonder where it will be explored, whether in base conversations or in his supports. Or Radiant Dawn.

And the last one. . . Sothe! Oh, I definitely already know this character! He's the character that Micaiah starts out with in Radiant Dawn. And since he's currently looking for someone. . . is he already looking for her?

Pirate attack! Can't have a ship map without pirates. Or. . . well, shouldn't, seeing as there are some without them in other games

And here are the birds. Since I have a friend who's obsessed with them I've def heard of them before, but I guess it's another matter whether those particular ones are there

Ah, same rules apply as with other flying units. Figures. I wonder though if it's gonna be the same for untransformed ones?

10 units only, hmm. . . three less than the previous chapter. Now I'll really need to pick and chose who to bring

Jill is here! And judging by the fact that she's an ally unit, I think this is where she's gonna join? . . .I mean, I say that, but since I looked at the strategy for this chapter beforehand, I already know that she does

MIST LEVELLED UP AND GAINED NO STATS?!?!

Ah, Jill is of the self-recruiting variety. And she has a last name? That's unusual, pre-3H

Oh, that was a good recruitment exchange. "I'm gonna join you! Let's kill those half-humans!" "Uh, no? How about you tone down the racism?" "Shut up, I'm gonna join you"

The boss mentions a King Naesala. . . yeah, that is a name I have heard before. Seems popular in the fandom, as far as I can tell.

Well that was a pretty short chapter. Huh. Fair enough though, can't have every chapter be as wild as the previous two. And makes for a welcome change of pace

More trouble brewing, and all just because Ike needed to leave the ship.

Uhhh, dragons! And generic ones, too. That's def uncommon in FE games

Kurthnaga. . . I heard the name before. And surely, the fact that he looks so similar to Soren doesn't mean anything.

Gareth! Now that is. . . a very red character.

Do you think that whoever drew the illustrations for the dragons in this game. You know. Really likes dragons?

For such a short encounter, this whole sequence really reads like it does a lot of setup for stuff that's supposed to come later

Ike muses about Beorc and Laguz, and realizes the inherent moral complexity of the world and people

Nasir and Soren both just so happen to not be comfortable near dragons (or rather Nasir is, and Soren just skedaddled). I wonder why.

Elincia, you must realize that you're getting nowhere with Ike. And I mean, I get the yearning on a general basis, I really do. So I'm probably not the most qualified to call you out. But still!

[saintsenara]

an ask from @spacecadette on this game has, i regret to say, made me go feral... the rest of the answers to your questions are coming in the queue but let's dive into the one i thought deserved its own post:

say something about your ships that you want to say!

so... a musing on the five couples i said i'd play this ask game with - and then, for additional fun, some i didn't - on a crucial question:

are they barbie people or oppenheimer people?

answers under the cut:

bellamort: lord voldemort was definitely not traumatised by the second world war and it's ridiculous to suggest otherwise. they're seeing oppenheimer, and bella only has to hold his hand for about half of it.

riddledore: barbie. absolutely no doubt about it.

snack: they were going to go and see oppenheimer but they had an argument which culminated in them fucking over the kitchen table and missed the showing.

snapemort: they do the double, because it's important to be thorough, and they only have three or four arguments on which film to see first.

tomarry: front of the line for barbie. each of them thinks the other is the ken in their relationship.

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barty crouch jr/voldemort: oppenheimer.

deamus: dean was the art director for barbie. they're at the premiere. seamus reports back to anyone who'll listen that ryan gosling is an angel.

dramione: they do the double. draco thinks both films are about the dangers of mixing with muggles. they break up for the sixth time that month.

drarry: barbie. draco is assumed to be in costume by the staff at the cinema.

dron: they're both hooked on the fourth test and don't leave the house for four days.

fleurmione: omar el zohairy's feathers, followed by barbie.

flonks: barbie, but they spent the entire time making out.

grindeldore: oppenheimer, obviously.

harmony: are a terrible couple who loathe spending time with each other. oppenheimer.

hinny: barbie. james announces, furiously, that this means he can never go to see it now, because harry loved it so much.

jegulus: i don't know her, sorry.

jily: the vhs of when harry met sally they've had since 1991.

linny: indiana jones, which luna thinks is a documentary.

lucissa: 'we've never heard of a cinema and the implication that you saw us watching gentlemen prefer blondes at the curzon last friday is insulting.'

marge dursley/dolores umbridge: neither, they're at a dog show.

minerva mcgonagall/wilhelmina grubby-plank: they're still recovering at their house on mull from the reeling at filius' wedding.

pavender: do you even need to ask?

poppy pomfrey/pomona sprout: barbie.

prongsfoot: mission impossible.

remadora: they do the double, see barbie first, love it, get bored halfway through oppenheimer, get arrested for public indecency.

romione: initially attempting to be cerebral, they go to see asteroid city, despite the fact that ron truly does not fuck with wes anderson. they come back the next day, bicker over popcorn choices, see barbie, and have a wonderful time.

ronarry: barbie, in matching hot pink tracksuits.

scorbus: they were going to see barbie. they forgot.

snarry: severus mysteriously has potions which need finishing whenever there's a showing of either.

snily: after some spectacular arguing, they do the double, oppenheimer first. severus pretends he didn't like barbie more.

snucius: la traviata at the royal opera house, barbie - separately - the following day.

taco: barbie. in this case both draco and tom understand inherently that draco is the ken.

tombraxas: barbie. abraxas thinks the costuming is exquisite. tom just thinks it's nice the colour saturation means you can see the film.

wolfstar: they are on holiday over opening weekend. they see barbie in spanish. remus cries.

[starfoam]

//... Okay, I'm gonna take a risk and say something maybe not so nice here.

I'm seeing a lot of "support female OCs" on my dash right now, and have for the last couple days. And that's great, I'm not against that at all, obviously! But after ten years on here, I'm going to have to ask some questions about that. Because seeing "I support female OCs" and actually seeing support for female OCs are two different things. Not all of these are relevant to the dash right now, they're just things I've observed over the years, writing the same woman the whole damn time.

Rather than an attack on any one person, consider this a checklist of things you can do to improve the experience of your mutuals.

So when you say you support female OCs, are you:

Sending them asks on or off anon, either for memes or unprompted? Are you sending an ask before reblogging a meme from them, directly or indirectly?

Taking the time to read their bios, or any information that could give you context for writing with them?

Making the first move in starting threads and interactions, and not just being polite when they approach you?

Giving the same time, space and energy to them as your mutuals who aren't writing female OCs? (Canons, OCs with different gender identities, etc)

Giving the same time, space and energy to OCs, regardless of gender identity, who are BIPOC?*

Maintaining threads with the same kind of energy you would with other mutuals?

Giving the same respect and open conversation about ships with female OCs as you would with other muses?**

*I'm white, this one's based off of conversations w/ writers of color over the years

**This one is about romantic shipping but it's really about giving the energy you want in return. Obviously it's different if you don't ship or, you know, your muse just isn't attracted to women.

Again, this isn't an attack. It's just that I see this round of support go on every few months or so and, like... if you want to show your support and interest, there are action items! There are things you can do to show that! I promise your dash will be a richer and more interesting place if you put that kind of energy into it.

[arachnidiots]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

what made you pick up the muse you have? i wanted to try tumblr rp again (i had once in the past but i never stuck with it) and a friend convinced me it wasn’t so scary so i got to thinking well… who can i write and who do i kind of want to write? in my former rpc community, marvel was NOT a hot place… garbage fire actually, and if you were writing a canon it was even more of a dumpster fire. that being said, i really wanted to try my hand at peter parker, and i’d already been writing a lot for him outside of rp for fun. i used to have a little fic type thing that was ic/first pov and it brought me a lot of joy. liam was a test, more than anything. i’m surprised that they’re still a muse i write. they were an oc i made with a friend for fun and i thought why not give it a go and the love has just been so overwhelming that i can’t imagine a blog without liam and peter. they’re a package deal

is there anything you don’t like to write? probably just smut? i don’t think anything else comes to mind

is there anything you really enjoy writing? chaotic and nonsensical threads will always be some of my favorite. often it’s something i can write a lot quicker but also makes me think and try new things. i love when a thread makes me learn. i love learning so also any threads that open my eyes to something or broaden my knowledge about a subject. crossovers are really good for this because i get to explore new shows/movies or revisit loved ones.

how do you come up with your headcanons? something probably happened to me in the moment or i stared at a pinterest board or i heard it in a song

do you write in silence or do you play music? it takes a very specific kind of music to make me write. i either have to be so disinterested and unfamiliar with it or extremely familiar, like know all the words and the pacing. this has led to some embarrassing top five end of year songs

do you plan your replies or wing them? mostly i just wing it but if i get an idea for a future piece of dialogue or concept i will write it down in my notes

do you enjoy shipping? yes, but i don’t think it’s a must or priority! i love it if it happens or if you have any interest in it, but i’m not really always thinking about it

what’s your alias/name? birdie! i’ve had some mutuals call me bird too. i think it’s funny when people use the phrase “a little birdie told me” and i love to see posts with it and laugh to myself about it.

favorite color? red, but i’m not sure what shade

favorite song? i don’t have one but anything by bleachers or florence + the machine i will always love. lately ive been enjoying my kink is karma by chapell roan

last movie you watched? transformers the last knight…

last show you watched? i’m currently making my way through st: enterprise, i’m on s3!

last song you listened to? isimo by bleachers

favorite food? bread. any bread, all bread

favorite season? i suppose spring can be nice but i grew up in a place without seasons so i guess i love the idea of spring

do you have a tumblr best friend? does it count if they’re a best friend i pulled into the tumblr rpc? or a best friend who happens to have a tumblr? no? okay well, i have love and stars in my eyes for every person i meet on here. i make best friends like a six year old during recess. you’re nice? you have a cool shirt? we’re best friends.

tagged by : i stole it from the dash! / tagging: you steal it from me!

[nugatorysheep]

B, L, X?

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

As far as things I actively ship and not stuff I think is just kinda cute: Stevencest or Bispearl (kinda).

I was not a Stevencest person for quite a while- or I guess not what I personally figured a Stevencest person was supposed to be. I had people in my old server shipping it and I had an AU that while not intended to be that, I was okay with people shipping together the two Stevens for (though way down the road it did eventually turn into that lol), so my opposition to it was mainly that it wasn't for me based on the type of content I usually saw of it. Like this isn't my thing and it's kinda weird but if it's tagged so I can block it, sure go nuts. (There was also a LOT of Connie and Connverse Hate + NTR in Stevencest spaces and as a big fan of Connie I didn't want to be in places where I would constantly hear people shitting on one of my favorite characters. Steven has two hands!!). Basically the barrier to entry was too costly for me so I just kept my distance.

Last year though I got to know more people in this fandom and had the chance to freely experiment with my characters in ways I couldn't before, so I've grown to enjoy it a lot more. Being told "Hey, you can like. Do what you Want," was very helpful in pushing me to branch out. I have a lot more fun now doing things I like and ignoring people who do things I hate lmao

I'm not sure if Bispearl counts but it was something that NEVER crossed my mind until Bismuth Casual first aired and a light bulb went off in my head. I was into that almost instantly the moment it was shown to me.

(And more recently with the Rose/Bismuth art the Becky Sucrose dropped, now I can do the Pearl/Rose/Greg/Bismuth polycule of my dreams <3 Though in the context of canon Bispearl is the most reasonable/logical ship to me.)

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

I do not like Jasper much and her fanbase tends to be obnoxious BUT she is a very well-made character. She is consistent and straightforward in her motivations and goals and weaknesses in a way that in theory is easy to grasp (which is why I'm so shocked so many people don't seem to really Get her at all). When people say the writers screwed her over I disagree, because she does exactly what she is meant to do in the story and then fucks off, something I cannot say for several other characters LOL

At the end of the day, Steven Universe is about... well, Steven Quartz Universe, and the way Jasper serves his arc is more than enough for me :3

She's also really funny when used right and more people should use her for comedic effect

X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

Found family is something I'm a sucker for and I tend to like ensemble casts that have well-developed and interesting dynamics (platonic or romantic) between the characters, but I'm not sure if that counts as a fandom thing or a media in general thing. I'll be honest, I don't participate much in fandoms. SU is the first time I've engaged heavily in the fan areas VS just consuming Canon Material With a Chance of Fanart so the things I like trope-wise are less broad and more specific to just SU.

I also like fan kids or just seeing younger characters as adults in the future. It's fun to muse about, downside is if the ship you like is not mainstream enough you'll be sorely lacking in that category 😔

[ednaeflowers]

SHIPPING INFO. answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog.

what’s your OTP for your muse(s)?

it will always be these two until my dying breath. 

i also support edna/happiness, and also edna/umbrella violence. they are Perfect in every way [ chef kiss ]

what are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?

as long as it's not i.ncest or c.heating or something that would have me concernedly wondering what's going on with humanity, anything is cool with me 👌

how large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?

given the nature of z.estiria and the lifespan of s.eraphim, the bare minimum i ask for is that both involved parties are over the legal age of consent and are both legal adults. edna's already over 1000+ LKJHGFD

are you selective when shipping?

yes. if it's not obvious, edna is a hard person to ship with lol

how far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?

when any article of clothing goes off, there goes the read more for me 🤚

how does one have to ask to ship with you?

just DM me and mention it up front ! that can't happen on this blog in particular, but this info can apply to any of my other blogs 👌

how often do you like to ship?

depends on the muse. i always rp a character because i like their character, not because i want ships. i enjoy the character the most, but i think ships are a nice way of really trying to figure out what's going on inside of them emotionally, so i love shipping for that ! i like seeing lots of interactions !!!

are you multiship?

i am single-ship with rinni's meebo on this blog, and i am happy with that 🩵🩵

are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?

depends on the muse. i have Very Specific Ships for some of them, but i've had some unexpected ships pop up during my old rp days and i grew to love them a lot ! so yes, obsessed lol

what is your favorite ship in your current fandom?

it will always be these two, and you can have fun trying to pry them from my cold, dead hands ✨

finally, how does one ship with you?

i used to be more open to shipping when i was younger and i've had some memorable ships that i grew to like due to rping it with someone who was interested, but due to the laxness and lack of closeness between me and my partner, the ships didn't last long. i still adore those ships now, though. if we are shipping partners in the present ( 2024 and henceforth ), expect me to scream and cry and sob and scream some more over our silly kids, and i'm that one person who makes a bazillion edits to Hurt you with because i enjoy suffering together, and i will also draw us fanart to heal us after the pain. i also go scour the depths of the internet for other fanart and/or musings to send you at, like, weird hours of the day so that you can be blessed 💕💕💕💕

if you ship with me, i will give you 200% instead of 100% of my effort, basically LKHGFGHJ

tagged by: tendoujo ( tysm !! 💛 you make me wanna reread the manga again for r.ankane 👀 ) tagging: steal it !

[itsstillrealtomerpg]

Hey everybody! Admins here to wish you a Happy late 4th of July and we hope you all enjoyed your holiday especially if any of you were off from work! Getting to the point of the post, we’ve been keeping a close eye on you all the last month or two and we’ve been noticing a few trends that we feel like are ignoring some of the key values here at ISRTM. So, let’s get into some things.

Connections. We would never discourage y’all from making friends here on dash, however we’ve noticed some of them actively ignore television and the nature of their relationships as a whole. Two wrestlers who are currently feuding or were feuding at some point in the past CANNOT be good friends now/again with no explanation. No, you can’t just point to them being friends IRL and call it kayfabe. For example, if Britt and Jamie began feuding tomorrow, does it make sense to still have them the best of friends? No, it wouldn’t. Now when the feud is done whatever the nature of their friendship is entirely up to the muns, BUT—there needs to be an explanation. You can do this via paras, text messages, private posts, public posts, etc. Again, it does not make sense to have 2 people who were in a blood feud be friends at random without any sort of WHY. This leads into our second point: feuding.

We noticed a lot of y’all are apprehensive when it comes to feuds/arguments and while we completely understand, we’re all adults here. None of us have gone through life without fights and your muses are no different. Shying away from fake conflict leads to some of y’all outright ignoring the feuds on TV and that defeats the purpose of a kayfabe RP. Y’all’s muses should be fighting & arguing during feuds, not ignoring each other. Keep in mind boundaries & communication with each other, because remember: IC =/= OOC.

Heel & face alignments do not dictate who is friends with who. We’ve said it before and we’ll say it again: anyone can be friends here, but there needs to be an explanation behind it. Also, you cannot expect everyone to be friendly with your muse no matter whether they’re heels or babyfaces. Not every heel needs to be friends just because they’re both evil and not every face needs to be friends because they’re nice. Not every character is gonna agree with the other and if you play a character that has done really bad things, expect them to not be well liked. If that’s not something you can handle, you don’t need to play that character.

Characterization. Guys, we love y’all but we really need to study our muses. We understand a lot of y’all crave connections but please do not sacrifice the muse’s personality and history for the sake of ships and connections. Play the character as you truly feel they’d be in kayfabe, not how you want them to be or a specific kind of character you’ve always wanted to play. We allow OCs if that’s what y’all wanna do.

Be HONEST with yourselves. Not every muse is a badass. Not every muse can beat up the other. There is nothing wrong with your muse losing or being a total geek. Everybody is different. For example, GUNTHER is a monster heel that could more than likely destroy majority of the characters here. It makes sense to portray him that way. IT IS HOW HE IS PORTRAYED ON TV. Like this post and message us with “yes, chef”. This is how we will know if you’re actually reading. If you don’t send the message, we will consider kicking you. The Miz is a chickenshit heel who runs from confrontation most of the time and acts smug about it. No he cannot act like a badass and beat up everybody just because you want him to. Again, if that’s not a muse you wanna play then do not pick them up.

When physical altercations DO happen, the outcome is to be somewhere in the middle unless one mun offers to have theirs lose entirely or it doesn’t make sense in any way. For example, Fuego Del Sol cannot hold his own against Roman Reigns. That’s obvious. Any other matchup should acknowledge the current booking of the characters and their strength on television. Also, COMMUNICATE.

We need some more effort from y’all. We’re tired of logging on after a full work day and seeing that the dash has barely moved or nothing interesting happened. We’re tired of not seeing paras, we’re tired of the same topics, we’re tired of no plots. We’re tired of doing events for you guys and hardly anyone participates. Yes, we know everyone has their own lives but at this point y’all either need to make time or leave. All of the admins have full-time jobs and we make the time. Roleplay IS a hobby, but nobody half-asses a hobby. If I like to paint in my spare time, I put effort into my craft. It’s the same for creative writing, which is what RP is at its core, especially KAYFABE RP. We’re not interested in their everyday lives, we’re interested in their storylines. Now if you don’t wanna put in that much effort, you don’t feel you like can, if you disagree with what’s being said here, that’s fine. But you don’t need to be here. There are plenty of non-AU groups out there and no, our feelings wouldn’t be hurt if you left. We’re not holding you hostage. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns feel free to hit the DMs.

Happy RPing

[isefyres-archive]

let's talk some facts because we don't stand for rude anons here. following on what mari was said per an anon she received. and i promise this is the only thing i will write about it because the anon clearly has beef with me too for having friends. as she said in her response, we had been friends for +4 years, more if you count the months we lurked around in a fandom.

she was one of the very first people who convinced me to watch cobra kai and it became one of my main fandoms and we built most of our interactions there. she had always been honest with me with how she feels and in turn, i had done the same, we built a friendship and trust, and we started step by step. first a meme or two, then a starter call and then, to talk. like she said, this is how i approached her out of a random joke we were doing on the dash:

one of the few reasons why dash interaction is important? this. i have met a few people here who had the same and i been writing and plotting. but the number of people who approach versus those who follow me? stagging low. but i don't complain. life is busy, i myself sometimes get dragged on and only last year i was diagnosed with chronic depression, generalized anxiety disorder and s*icide idealization. so yes, i have my bad days, and those days, my energy goes to those that make me happy. here is a nice little photo of all the meds i take:

and at this point in my life? she is my best friend here. she been there for me for the days I have panic attack and anxiety issues, as well one of the few people who knew of my attempt last year around my birthday. there is friendship, there is a bond there. but regarding roleplay? in the end, we are two people who often prefer to start things with memes and starter calls, even meme calls.

she has 40+ muses of ASOIAF, and guess what? me? in this multi 139 + my single blogs, so there is no lack of muses for you to get and send memes randomly. or send me a dm, or even better, add me on discord where it's easier to interact because I blog hop a lot.

meme calls, starter calls, meme reblogs, I always post those everywhere, memes i reblog here are welcome to be send to my other single blogs too. clearly, you have beef with me and you are taking it with mari for some odd reason when things are as simple as sending a meme. and guess what, we interact so much because i spam her with memes (across her blogs, and to her multi i send MULTIPLE choices so she can pick and grab and sometimes test new interactions). she does the same with me. sometimes, the only things i have in my drafts is her.

regarding exclusivity? we might have exclusivity regarding ships (for example, i might only ship my robb with her dany because of how we have plotted and ramble about it), does not mean either of us are closing interactions of those characters. you can have many dynamics regarding the same characters, that's what makes roleplay fun and dynamic. but again, it's a few dynamics, exclusive to maybe a verse in speciality. i'm open world, meaning i have loads of verse, not all written down but i take threads to be independent unless plotted.

I interact with mari's dany, bianca's dany and both are unique takes and beautiful portrayals of the same character and i can see it through my own characters. my own dany is also different than theirs, as i made modifications and i ship something that some usually don't (jorah x dany show version) and that's okay. to think you have no place in interacting with her (or me really) i think is more how you might feel that in a day, we reply to one another 4 or 5 times in different blogs, but that's because we took the risk.

that's how many of my interactions start; i take a risk, or someone takes a risk and sends a meme. plots and dynamics and verses.

anyways this is just a way to say that perhaps, just perhaps, you should've approached this via DMs or discord if you have her and ask for plots, but its a two way street buddy. you offer, i offer, we contribute, we modify, we create together, that's roleplaying. I will not let you guilt trip mari or me for creating together and having fun, which is the purpose of roleplaying.

so this is a long winded ramble to resume like this and perphaps a public announcement to those who read this: me and mari? spam us with memes, to the point tumblr tells you you gotta wait an hour. send a meme and then send a dm saying if it's okay. that's how we started and look how long we reached to the point friendship trascends the screen. and one day i will go to usa to visit her and probably die for saying vodoo outloud where she lives. but that's friendship.

anyways: be kind, don't send anons if you are not going to say something nice, spam your mutuals with memes (yes even in multis, just shoot your shot like nick cannon does with his baby mama's) and you will be surprised. that's what we call here:

[grimulf-of-the-wilderness]

SHIPPERS GONNA SHIP -or not

SHIPPING INFO. answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog.

what’s your OTP for your muse(s)?

I do not have one and when I created Grim that was the last thing on my mind. Ironically it was ONE of the first questions I was asked too.

I have learned to NOT have high hopes for GrimShips. I think this will be the one and only muse that I have written for that will have many friends and minimal lovers. He's flirt tho' he tries. HA.

what are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?

I adore writing romantical threads, fluff, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers with the right writing partner, little bit of angst -not too much. Even friends with benefits I'd be down to write as well. It's lovely when things happen between muses organically but I'm not opposed to pre-plotted ship scenarios but that depends entirely upon the rapport between me and my writing partner.

Also I throw Grim everywhere. I feel like Genshin RP on tumblr is kinda ded or worse anti-hilichurl so Grim is not locked into Genshin-only ships. I toss him into crossovers more often than not.

Not into infidelity, pregnancies, icsts, non-con or age play or cest. I politely pass on the ol' 'my muse is a virgin scenario' too. Grims bio contains more deets for hard passes in his NSFW section if you're reallly curious otherwise just ask me.

how large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?

Both muses have to be adults. No minor muses or muns. Period.

Tech Grim is 500+ years old. I picture him being a twenty-something year old when the cataclysm happened and he was cursed. He ages super slow, even his hilichurlian evolvement is stalled. SoooO, hes a grumpy old man!

are you selective when shipping?

Chemistry is crucial on the dash or in the thread.

It's nice when you have a connection between muns BUT I have done ships without that, even though it's a bit more risky and things can flop for one reason or another and you just wasted ALL of your time. I prefer to have a good ooc banter with a partner I'd be down to ship with, it is more comfortable that way and the open line of communication is valuable to have.

IF I am shipping with you/yr muse YOU are not 'bothering me' when you send asks, Dm's, brain dumps about the ship. Or even just chit-chatting about it and proposing what IF situations.

I do prefer a ship with someone who matches my energy, If I'm putting in the effort are they? Am I giving their blog, muse and storyline so much of my attention and they are giving me nothing or worse --> half-assed? That one-sided feeling can sink a ship really fast for me.

The only time I get truly 'selective' or discerning is if I smell the crazy on you. If I see you becoming possessive and like HOARDING my muse away from other writers, or jealous of my muse or someone else's muse, I will shut that shit down fast. I have experienced my share of crazy RP-ers and I can tell you some horror stories.

how far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?

Because Grim is what he is the moment he kisses someone it's getting tagged as NSFW.

He's a MONSTER not everyone wants to see him giving some muse the tongue ~

If a conversation veers towards a mature topic it gets tagged.

does one have to ask to ship with you?

Not necessarily. Sometimes it JUST happens on its own.

And you can always ask if you're really curious to know 'would Grim be attracted to my muse?' or 'would Grim be romatical towards my muse?' and I can let you know if there's a shot or if he would be uninterested before you get too far and invested.

how often do you like to ship?

I love shipping but Grim seems to be the collector of friendships so there's that.

0 romantic ships atm.

are you multiship?

Yes, I tend to view ships separately. Each thread is in its own realm. Nothing is connected, unless it's plotted out between ALL muns involved and ngl thats not my fav thing to do There is too much leeway for a disaster to happen.

are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?

I would not call myself ship obsessed at this point.

I Dooo love me a good ship and I can become excited for things to bloom. But I think, at this point I am more like connections obsessed for Grim because his blog is so NEW and getting a new RP partner to work with is FAR more thrilling to me at this stage.

what is your favorite ship in your current fandom?

One word. CAPITANO. That is all.

--I feel sorry for that one rp partner I work with having to put up with my bs. shhh they prolly will not see this. heh.

finally, how does one ship with you?

Jump in and write with me!

Grim may look intimidating but he's a goofball and has a good heart despite looking like a murder beast. Ask me, chit chat. Break the ice or take a risk and just dive into a thread, see if theres even a good click between our muses beforehand.

Tagged by: i stole it >=]

Tagging: ANYONE who would like to do this. I read @piousolus 's reply and thought to myself ehhhhhh you know what I need to do dis for Grim.