#​​​​​​​♡ wanted plots.

[thebrainrotsreal]

Listen there's a half chance the hands and stuff do not work this way, but simply?? pretend they do ig ??? Had to get some Vlad out of my system, so behold my fav ghostie on the planet! Wine drinker, petty plotter, my love, haha!

[writeshite]

“Careful now.” Mr. Milchick cautioned, his left palm just beneath yours as he’d stopped you from nearly dropping the small, neatly wrapped box. He guided your left hand back to a level height, around ninety degrees at angle from elbow to hand. “We wouldn’t want to break that.” His right hand was set atop yours on the top side of the gift box.

“Oh, thank you, Mr. Milchick,” you sighed in relief. “My apologies, my outie overexerted himself this past weekend.”

“Yeah, that’s called sex,” Dylan snarked, pointing to the hard to cover hickeys trailing to the back of your ear. You weren’t exactly eager to promote or detail your outie’s sex-life.

“It’s his outie’s wedding anniversary,” Mark rectified Dylan’s crass statement.

“I’m aware,” Mr. Milchick responded, “Five years, seven months, and twelve weeks.” His left hand softly traced your wedding ring. If you didn't know any better, you'd say his smile took a softer tone; the usual dead joy in his eyes looked almost enamored. “My congratulations to your outie. I imagine the annual exhaustion indicative of a successful and joyous marriage."

Dylan's yearly crude joke on the matter was cut short as Irving placed a hand on his mouth. "I believe so too," you beamed, "alongside the presents, of course." You nodded to the gift in your hands. "Thank you for hand-delivering this year's gift, and last year's, and the year before that. You really don't have to; I'm sure there are better things to do." You glanced down at the gift; his hands had yet to leave yours.

"Nonsense," he assured you, "It's no trouble at all." Mr. Milchick squeezed your hands and, with one final smile, left the space. Irving made a disgusted sound as Dylan licked his palm and darted into the supply closet for a tissue.

Dylan pursed his lips, glancing over at the door; once certain Mr. Milchick wasn't returning soon, he teased, “Get a room next time, will you?”

You rolled your eyes. "It's hardly sexual to talk to a coworker."

"It is when you and Milchick do it," Dylan pulled a face in good jest. "Tell him, Mark!" He attempted to corral Mark to his side, "The eyefucking is abysmally disgusting." He dramatically exclaimed.

"I mean," Mark pursed his lips momentarily, "I don't really see anything of the sort," his words caused disbelief to rise on Dylan's face. "Besides, isn't Milchick married?"

Both Dylan and you turn to each other, then Mark, before shrugging, uncertain as to the answer. "How can you be sure?" Dylan asked.

His question was met with no answer as Irving returned and sternly expressed Mr. Milchick's preference for privacy: "What extracurricular activities Mr. Milchick has have no bearing here; he hardly enjoys sharing facts about himself outside of work, we should respect that." Dylan pouted and directed a not-so-quiet 'party pooper' at Irving; the latter turned to you and smiled earnestly, "Besides, aren't you more excited to find what anniversary present our friend has this year?"

Dylan half-shrugged, and he and Mark turned their attention to the gift box as you tore away the purple wrapping. This year's gift was an appropriately and mildly decorated set of custom sticky notes. "Your outie's husband is quite thoughtful," Irving commented, glancing at the stickers. “He's a lucky man."

[fisheito]

"Eiden and his companions accidentally run their carriage into two yokai wearing "maid costumes". To take responsibility and make amends, they set off to check out a maid café located in the forest—"

Girl that's just kuya and yakumo on their way back from the island

Wait ,no. Forest...

Girl that's just kuya and garu out for a walk

[usyrps]

what if we built a narrative ? what if we affiliated ? 💍

[truethes]

talking / plotting with me is literally anywhere up to a few months silence before i send you novellas for replies / ideas / musings and im so very sorry for that.

[shdwtouch]

also not really a vent but ? more personal idk

anyone else ever get sad cuz someone you really liked and thought was your friend blocked you without saying anything (bonus points if you'd previously discussed how shitty / triggering behavior like that is) but they're still friends / partners with some of your mutuals so you have to see them on your dash. and like. you wish them well, because they were your friend and you cared / still care about them, but at the same time you just want to be like DNI cuz this person hurt me and I thought they were my friend (even tho you know that won't fix anything or make you feel better, so you don't + you don't need or want to make it a spectacle ooc)

which, I don't need to disclose this but. I wouldn't make a DNI anyway. at least, not without good reason and proof.

I guess it's also like. I'm worried if I was like hey DNI people would choose them over me ? idk. it just. hurts to see them and wonder what I did wrong I guess. I feel betrayed more than anything; like, no one owes you an explanation for why they block you, it's not always easy to communicate that anyway, but that doesn't mean it hurts less or isn't confusing ? cuz it does hurt, and it is confusing, and it does make you question yourself and your value. which sucks.

but anyway. feeling sad / lonely about this so.

[bittcrsuite]

closed starter for @morningpages ♡ ( loosely ) based on: the people we meet on vacation !

"can you please stop acting like the world is ending? we've shared a bed before. don't you remember that semester i had the worst roommate and moved into your dorm room? that twin sized mattress was ours by the end of it." chandler tore her eyes away from the beautiful new zealand view out their window, eyes falling to the bed in the center of their hotel room. "and that was a twin. this is way bigger." though she spent a large majority of their friendship talking marcus into things, she didn't love the idea of talking him into sleeping with her. correction: next to her. "i booked the room months ago. it's on me for not checking the details — which is exactly what they told me the last two times i called the front desk to ask. come on, i promise i don't have cooties."

[svftlove]

❝ 𝑯𝒂𝒚𝒅𝒆𝒆, I’m not supposed to be writing to you , so I am not writing to you. I must not meet you, so I won't suggest that we meet at the Jardin des Plantes, tomorrow at 5 o'clock. This place, where I will not be tomorrow, has the most mysterious flowers of Paris. You come from a country nicknamed the land of clouds and jasmine, We can count on the Parisian sky for the clouds, I'll have jasmine in my lapel.

So I will not say see you tomorrow. And I will not tell you that since I saw you, your voice and your face have not left my mind. ❞

𝑨𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕.

[dollieour]

“ this jealousy of yours is getting a little bit out of control. ”

[devilishdanse]

They will be iconless, but this is a starter call ★ Reply to this post with whom you'd like to interact with. If you cannot decide, here is a wheel with my muse's names that you can spin. :)

★ I did not include Loona or Vassago as they are Request Only muses. You are welcome to request interactions with them, but they are listed as such coz my confidence is significantly lower for them and they are not primary muses.

[solifloris]

i have no self control SO I THOUGHT ABOUT IT AND,,,, hi hear me out. just. shshshhhhh hear me out.

the catch is i can only do one of these BUT.... i do want to do something...... so that i leave you to choose hehe <3 generally bec december is usually super busy for me, that probably means i can only write one christmas-related fic!! but like... if in jan/feb, then i may be able to do a teeny tiny lil mini event for you guys ....... (by mini i mean much less in scale in comparison to kinktober but like. you know. still something,)

[selev-shirogane]

The first concept of the original idea / 2022-2023

Pecky Delaink

The story is the same ( well a lil bit- ) but the most notable chance was about her family, she born in France in a very important family but they moved to usa because idk xd this ""rework"" was my urge to finally show more of how I wanted Pecky to be and her story, that's why all the clothes of her and everything about her family was ambiented in this victorian era style but being honest it had no sense with a fnaf au-- but yeah, everything of the story was the same as the previous one, she wanted to be a singer but her parents didn't supported her at all so one day she escaped from home just to take fresh air and relax after a discussion with her parents so she went to Circus Baby Pizza World and yk, everything was the same xd

The appareance changed a little bit and her personality too, her principal hairstyle was this hair drills, and always using more elegant clothes but still a little bit modern, she was still 19 years old and albino too, about her personality, she was more innocent and kind even if it was Connie or Candy, also need to clarify that in this and the previous version her best friend was Alice as always because yk, Alice best girl 🖤

Stay tunned for the next post because it will finally be her entire rework, and also with her I'll ( finally ) start uploading the changed lore of her, Connie, my own version of Michael and fnaf characters and also new characters that are very important in Pecky's and Connie's lore!!!

[in-toxi-cant]

Plotting angst in the DMs be like—

Meanwhile, actual muse reaction would be more like—

[the-travelling-witch]

hi hi holly!! ask games are always fun 👀 you can choose which ones to answer akjdjs

💖 What is your primary writing goal for this year?

🫘 Spill the beans. What's a new project you're doing this year?

💥Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

they sure are!! plus, i just like yapping about my writing ideas jshhs thank you for asking <3

💖 What is your primary writing goal for this year?

very generic, but my main goal is writing more and more consistently. i really want to establish some kind of routine that i can stick to, so it becomes more of a habit.

at the moment i still have to kind of force myself to do my hobby (dumb as it sounds) bc it’s really intimidating for some nonsensical reason, which makes the very idea to start something super exhausting ㅠㅠ

i also really want to work on and complete one of my longer/bigger projects!! there are a lot of cool ideas in my drafts (if i may say so myself) but they need the long format to shine + it’s always been a goal of mine to write a series <3

🫘 Spill the beans. What's a new project you're doing this year?

as i’ve already mentioned in a tag here and there, i’ve found the motivation to revisit a multi-chapter angst idea from last year. i’m currently still reworking the structure and pacing of the notes i made at the time but the core idea is still the same :>

i haven’t written any actual chapter yet, so i can’t show any snippets but i can spoiler some of the main themes that inspired it!! the one that’s really prominent for me atm is the motif that you cannot change your fate and if you try to outrun it, fate will only double down on it~

other projects would include the aventurine fic i’ve told you about, another idea for mermay, the twst pokémon au, my modern au and at least one of the event ideas i wanted to host ^^

💥Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

i’m sooo excited to write the last chapter of every draft jshsh (big fan of finishing projects, i should do it more often /j); no but fr, i obviously like writing the culmination of all my plotting and scheming as well as the resolution, even if it also puts the most pressure on me to do it well!!

as for things i can share, i’ve talked before about a fic for barbarian! bakugo; it was supposed to be a one-shot and now i somehow ended up with a draft for a 5 chapter fic (how does this always happen?). the first draft for chapter one has actually been done since october but i wasn’t happy with how it came out at the time, so i’ve had zero motivation to edit and/or proofread it ^^;

i really like the prompt/au though, so i would like to finish it one day; here’s a snippet :]

The Fair Folk and the Barbarians of the Dragonrider Clan have never had much common ground, even back in the day when they were still peaceful neighbours. While the events that caused it have been lost to history, the bad blood which has run between the two fronts ever since was undeniable, leading to stubborn isolation on both sides as an ideal breeding ground for nasty rumours.

In case of the fae, who had concealed their presence in the thick forest to the west of the barbarian’s territory, rumours eventually became myths and their very existence was called into question, often being dismissed as a cautionary tale for reckless children.

Bakugo Katsuki, next in line for the position of clan leader, had been one such rash child but even from a young age on, he never seemed to believe in the stories the elders of his tribe would tell. And even if they were true, who would he be to lose to some fragile little pollen ball?

So when the now young adult stepped into a stone circle on a hunt deep in the forest, he thought nothing of it.

You, however, were keenly aware of the people that lived outside the border of your home. So when one of them waltzed into your world at the most opportune moment, who would you be to let this chance pass you by? Especially when you recognised the man for who he was.

sooooo do i have your attention already jshhshs

writer goals ask game

[truethes]

something i wanna bring back for 2025 is writing longer threads on this blog. my other blog has a few and while they may take time, i always find pleasure in replying to them. in going deep into a plot while laying my muses thoughts / emotions / feelings even if you cant see it on their faces just yet.

i miss them tbh and just want more for my muses on here as well.

[wiredsmi1e]

haven't watched tadc yet , just theories n stuff on it but just know i think pomni is fucking PRECIOUS