#★ ⦙ meme call!

[nocturusvulpus]

Ok so hear me out; Eternal Sugar x Golden Cheese

Also bonus doodle cuz these girlies for sure have a height difference <3

[attroxx]

would anyone like memes from oliver ? i'm at a con so i can't do much but let me bug you with my new son. if you're a multi feel free to specify which muse. <3

[pridewaited]

ooc. i think @sillymuses just gave me the single funniest reply i've ever gotten in my entire life, just want everyone to know that

[downs1de-has-moved]

[unlockthestars]

Do I still have things in drafts? Yes, I do. Will that stop me? .......clearly not.

This starter call is especially if we haven't interacted or have minimally interacted! Click the little heart, specify a muse, and I'll write you a starter! Or if you don't specify, I'll let the dice decide and you could get chaos!

[kingpinpenguin]

roleplay starter prompts.

by @kingpinpenguin

»»————-　☂　————-««

Your muse breaks into my muse's home, but they end up having a conversation instead of fighting.

My muse saves your muse from a group of dangerous thugs.

Your muse is a hired killer, and my muse is their next target, but they end up sparing them.

Your muse catches my muse staring from across the room.

Our muses bump into each other (Bonus: your muse spills coffee all over my muse's shirt).

My muse and your muse are both stranded in an elevator together.

My muse sees your muse crying in the park and offers a tissue.

My muse is kidnapped by your muse's henchmen, but they manage to turn the situation to their advantage.

My muse and your muse were childhood friends who went their separate ways, but they reunite under dangerous circumstances.

Your muse is a supernatural being who saves my muse's life, but they demand a high price for their help.

[braveburned]

actually I may have lied about drafts — my brain does not want to cooperate and I hate forcing myself to write when nothing is catching. anyone want asks in the meantime?

[cagcdlxve]

Thread Format: lilith.01⋆˙⟡ (charactername.##⋆˙⟡)

✧ Tag Dump ✧

I live to serve (ic) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Out of Character ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Truth of Hearts (Musing) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Ask Answered ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Open Thread ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Closed Thread ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Memes ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

The Violin (Music) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Galleries of (Art) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Inspired All Around (Aesthetics) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Headcanons ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

It's Sugar! (Crack) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Through a Telescope (Dash Comm) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Aevum Post ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Poetry and Rhyme (Drabble) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Save ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

My heart longs to rest (Queue) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

The gift of a music box (Uriah) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

The youngest Prince (Valerius) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

Starter Call ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

What is a me-me? (meme) ★₊˚⊹✧˖°.

[sueno-imposible]

𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗

( *posts/list will be updated as I tidy things up around the blog )

★ OOC ★ IC ★ MUSINGS ★ HEADCANON ★ IMAGES ★ AES ★ MEME ★ INBOX ★ CALL ★ PINNED ★ OPEN ★ CRACK ★ THREAD [ NAME + URL # ]

[attroxx]

haha so anyway would anyone like a meme from lucifer himself ?

[river-o-lethe]

hc + 👍 for a headcanon about things they like (lila)

𝔏𝔦𝔩𝔞 likes watching the worst, most unbearable, movies that she can find. Like those real bottom-of-the-barrel disasters that you can only stumble across after scrolling on Netflix for three hours because you’ve already watched all of the good shit - the kind that are practically begging to be completely and utterly verbally torn apart.

The cheesy dialogue, the over-the-top acting, the “plot twists” that even the stupidest person can see coming a mile away—it’s all so delightfully awful, and she lives for it. It’s basically like watching a trainwreck, except it’s absolutely fucking hilarious (in a pathetic sort of way) and she’s got front-row seats to the shitstorm, so why shouldn’t she enjoy the view?

Even better though is getting the rare opportunity to forcefully drag other people into her little hater watch parties. No one is actually having a good time, which just leaves her free to fire off as many snarky unnecessary comments as she likes because even that’s better than having to actually pay attention to what’s happening on screen. The whole thing’s practically a dream come true for her in a very weird (and vaguely sadistic) way.

((This also extends to bad shows, songs, podcasts, books, etc. Any media she can make fun of is one that she deeply enjoys consuming. The exception is Christmas movies - even she can’t handle Hallmark.))

[secr3trings]

mega dibs

... huh? ME?

[divinitysheart]

tag redo.

[selfless-desires]

just working on some tags, don't mind me...

[brooklynbred-a]

𝗧𝗔𝗚 𝗗𝗨𝗠𝗣 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝟮

[allurilove]

Yandere Ghost x you #2.

Rated 18 + — mature short content !

Includes: A continuation of very pretty and needy yandere ghost x gender neutral reader, not an established relationship— he's just delusional, one-sided pining, and he marks his territory.

Part one here !! ★ [tysm for 3k+ followers!]

Yandere ghost had slipped on a makeshift wedding ring onto your finger. He had spent days on it before hand. He made sure that it was perfect for his new beloved, and he created it out of the items he found around the house. He got the base of the ring pretty easily. In fact, he accidentally stepped onto it when he approached you in the kitchen. This invention that was bestowed onto him, apparently had been around for decades. It was called a "twist tie," and it was malleable enough for him to bend it into a circle. The ghost then found a gem stuck inside a welded trap, and after pulling it out with his teeth, and slamming it onto the counter a couple of times, the white diamond popped out. It was not too small or too big, but sparkly enough to look pretty underneath the lights. He didn't want to scare you away once you had noticed the jewelry— and the sudden stake of claim he had on you — so a white lie had to be told. To you, that ring meant a friendship between the living and the dead. To him, it meant that his soul would forever loyally be yours.

Yandere ghost appreciated the little moments of domestic bliss he had experienced with you. You came back home after a night out with your friends, and smelled like air freshener and puke. Your clothes were different from what he was used to seeing, oddly shiny, and skimpier. You snored a lot as well, your jaw lax as you heavily breathed in and out. The man next to you could see some sheen sweat on your neck, and he had an inkling that you had exerted yourself. Yandere ghosts tongue lolled out, worming its way over to your sticky skin. He tasted the salt after gently sucking, and left behind a lingering sensation. He liked to pretend that you two were honeymoon lovers-finally resting together on the bed after a lovely celebration of tying the knot. The ghost imagined that the smile on your face was because of your happy mood, and that once you had woken up from your slumber, you'll give him a big ol' kiss because that's what married couples do. You made him breakfast in the morning—even if he didn’t eat— because you didn’t want him to feel left out. After a wonderful meal, you graciously let him in the bathroom with you.

Yandere ghost had an excuse for almost everything— he was a bit of a guilt tripper. A reminder of his oh so tragic murder and the generation difference between you and him —he never understood your meme references— was enough for him to get a front row experience to you showering. Yandere ghost was lonely the moment you had previously tried to close the doors on him, but thanks to his pouty words, he can watch you rub the soap between the crevices of your intimates. The man looks at you lovingly. His body is hovering right above the closed toilet seat, his elbows resting on his knees, and his face would be in his hands. He listened to the songs you would hum, and you occasionally popped your head out of the curtain to check in on him. Yandere ghost was so pale that he nearly blended in with the steam if it wasn’t for his delicate yellow eyes.

Yandere ghost had you stuck in a trance with his titillating gaze. You couldn’t remember how he managed to slip into the shower with you, nor could you remember a rejection leaving past your lips. His slender finger caressed your warm skin, and gently tapped by your heart. “…your soul,” you heard the man whisper. The water made his silk robe stick to his body, the contours of his muscles on display. He then gestured to his still heart, looking down at you with lidded eyes, “Mine?” Yandere ghost formed his possessive nature into a softer, romantic question. Into a plead for your companionship, soul, mind and being. For a moment, you forgot you were fully nude. His eyes are locked to your face, taking in the sight of your blushed cheeks, and the gorgeous framing of your damp hair. The eye contact continued as his finger finds its way to your chest, caressing your beating heart before teasing your nipple.

“…pointy…” the man marveled to himself. His two fingers starting to pinch and slightly pull as he waits for your answer. Your soul. He wanted it. And he’s starting to think the trance wasn’t working. Though, he’s starting to think that you need more coaxing.

Maybe you needed a taste of him before fully committing for life. He slowly undoes his robe, letting it fall onto the floor with the rest of the forgotten items—like the soap you dropped. He then grabbed onto your hand, and placed it by his v-line. “…me…pointy…” yandere ghost hints at his growing cock. It’s pretty just like him, milky white with purple veins running down the shaft, and a light pink head glistening from the water.

You’re his soulmate, the only person til the end of times, who can see him like this. “…for you,” he offered himself to you, shifting his eyes down to your legs before subtly biting his lips.

“Please, love?”

Allure: It’s so cool to see my tumblr grow! I remember posting my first fic on a random whim and now here I am 😭 Thanks to all the people for sticking around and enjoying my yandere fics.