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preromantics · 2 years ago

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What a cool idea!

Does this work for you, format-wise?

Starker + shenanigans

totally works as a prompt format, perfect!

starker, ~900 words, TW for underage drinking

"She-nan--" Peter hiccups partway through his third sounding out -- "e-gans. What a weird, what a word."

Tony pats him awkwardly on the back, the wide red palm of his suit probably coming down with too much force onto Peter's shoulder.

Peter looks up at him -- at the Iron Man suit -- with wide, earnest eyes. "Don't you think so?"

Tony doesn't answer as he shifts his non-virtual focus to the road, pushing 30 over the speed limit on the mostly deserted 3am streets, weaving around a few garbage trucks and taxis as he follows his suit's GPS on a map.

"I just wanted to get up to some shee-ana-gans before graduation, Mr. Stark," Peter says, and when Tony chances a glance Peter has his head bowed down.

He hasn't "Mr. Stark"ed Tony in at least a year.

Tony resists the urge to pinch his nose so he can keep one hand on the wheel of the car while the other uses his palmtech to make his suit pat Peter's back again. "Sure, kid," he sighs, "so you developed and distilled a superpower proof drink to get smashed alone on a roof in Queens?"

"Well, I didn't want to hurt anyone just in case," Peter says, managing to sound defiant about it, peering back up at the visor of Tony's suit.

ETA 5 minutes, Tony notes. "You could have at least come to the penthouse to get drunk safely, then," he says.

Peter gasps, far more dramatically than he would not under the influence of some chemistry-nerd concoction. "Definitely not there," he says, but offers no further explanation.

Slowly, since Tony had deftly landed the suit on the roof next to Peter after interpreting his drunk text for "halp" while also ducking out of a shareholder dinner, Peter has curled up closer and closer to the suit. His head is now resting under the glow of the arc reactor, and the screen with the suit's view in Tony's car shows Peter's hair lit up like a halo. He looks like he could fall asleep.

"Stay awake for me," Tony says.

Peter makes a soft noise that is definitely not an agreement.

"Why not the penthouse?" Tony asks, to keep him awake. He doesn't want to drag a passed out Peter into his car and then back to his lab for a bloodtest.

"Shenanigans would've been sooo much worse," Peter says, rolling the word shenanigans around in his mouth again. He's smiling up at the suit helmet now.

Peter is cute, drunk and cuddling the hard metal of Tony's suit, looking soft and small in contrast to it. (Tony does pinch the bridge of his nose at that thought.)

"Elaborate for me," he says, running a deserted red light.

Peter hums thoughtfully, crystal clear audio letting Tony know there is some grit in his throat, some deep soft tone that sounds too mature on him, whatever he's been drinking lacing it that way.

Peter sits up again as Tony watches, and pulls himself across the lap of the Iron Man suit, his knees straddling the thick metal thighs, his face just a little under the helm, face to face now. He's peering narrowly at the eyes, right in Tony's POV.

The little nano-drone providing the other arial feed of the roof shows the opposite view, the way Peter fits on the lap of the suit so perfectly, his arms coming up to twine around the neck. A little thought in the back of Tony's head makes his eyes catch on the red flashing dot in the corner of the screen that indicates it's recording.

"Obviously this, y'know?" Peter says, as if he's finishing a sentence or actually answering Tony's question.

Tony opens his mouth around a "what?" but Peter adjusts his position, his hips rocking, and cocks his head toward the helmet. The dual POV on the dashboard screens are too much to focus on while also focusing on not driving off the road.

"And I can't just jump in your lap, that's too much shenan-igans, obviously, but I guess I can sit in your lap," Peter says, a quick ramble, nudging his head into the Iron Man helmet.

"Ooh-kay," Tony announces, finally, finally parking alongside the building Peter is currently grinding into his empty Iron Man suit on top of, cutting Peter off around a new string of words that Tony isn't sure he wants to hear. (Right now, at least.)

He uses the nanotech hand and foot repulsers to head up to the roof, head a little buzzy. "Time to take you back home with me," Tony says.

Peter slides ungracefully off the lap of the suit and spins around to smile beatifically up at Tony. "Oh yes, please, sir, Mr. Stark," he says, sloppy around the vowels and enthusiastically breathless.

"Not like that," Tony says, offering an arm to help Peter up.

"Aww man," Peter says, and the way Peter sticks his bottom lip out in a pout of protest will remain seared somewhere in the dark recesses of Tony's brain.

Not like that this time, at least, Tony thinks, as Peter slides easily under his arm, his cheeks flushed with shenanigans and body over-warm through Tony's coat. Not yet.

#starker #prompt fill

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binniedeactivated · 4 years ago

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“I think we should give the bridge to heesung”. soobin suggests at the soundboard with headphones on, listening to the recorded single over and over again. yeonjun ignores soobin’s overly loud tone and pushes his headphones off his ears. “what makes you say that?”.

“I think he can hit those notes at a better range”.

“let us hear it”. beomgyu requests, with taehyun and kai backing him in agreement. soobin unplugs the headphones and drags the slider to the bridge duration, allowing the song to blare through the speaker. the four of the boys nod, seeing where he was coming from. all with the exception of yeonjun whose phone consistently buzzed in his pocket. he fishes it out and reads daniel’s caller ID before putting a finger up.

“hold on guys I have to take this”.

he steps out of the studio and into the much quieter hallway to answer. it was rare that daniel ever called him so he knew it had to be something serious.

“hello? what’s up daniel?”.

“dad? are you coming?”.

yeonjun checks his watch, seeing that it was past 6pm. daniel should’ve been home from basketball practice by now.

“what do you mean am I coming? your mom didn’t come pick you up?”.

daniel sighs into the phone looking around the empty gym. it was just him and his coach left to leave.

“no I think she forgot again. and she’s not answering her phone”.

as much as yeonjun wanted to curse into the phone about leah he kept himself in control. he never wanted his kids to hear him talking about their mother that way. but sometimes she really pissed yeonjun off with her carelessness and there was no other way to express it in her absence.

“don’t worry danny I’m on my way alright? call your sister and tell her I’m coming to get her from ballet too”.

after hanging up the call yeonjun rushes back in the studio and shoves his coat on while frantically grabbing his car keys. “everything alright hyung?”. kai asked, immediately reading yeonjun’s frustrated facial expressions.

“yeah it’s alright I just have to go pick the kids up. leah forgot. text me about any changes made to the song”.

he made his drive on the freeway quicker than the speed limit but that‘s just how yeonjun was. he hated when his children were the last to leave anything, especially when it was due to leah’s forgetfulness. in the car he even tried to dial her number a few times only for it to go straight to voicemail. he wondered what the hell she could be so busy with that could make her forget her children. even if yeonjun had the most hectic day at work, they’re the number one thing he’d never forget.

once he was in front of the school he shuts the driver door and jogs into the gymnasium, shaking the coach’s hand with an apology.

“I’m so sorry about this coach. there was a little miscommunication between me and my wife today”.

“it’s no problem yeonjun I completely understand”. he chuckles finely. but yeonjun did feel bad. he didn’t know what the coach had planned for the evening. suppose him waiting with daniel ruined them? he was truly sorry and embarrassed.

he coupled daniel’s hand in his, “thank you for waiting with him. I’ll make sure this never happens again”.

“it’s really fine yeonjun, you two drive safe!”.

yeonjun bids him a good “you too!”. in exchange before walking daniel to the car. they weren’t even in the car for five seconds before daniel already started his shenanigans. he threw his backpack in the passenger seat and climbs in, strapping his seatbelt across his chest and placing his feet on the dashboard.

“daniel? what did I tell you about that? get your feet off the dashboard”.

he slides them off and huffs his breath. “the front seat is better when you sit that way”.

“oh yeah? what happens if you get into a car accident like that?”.

daniel huffs his breath again and this time adds an eye roll. a message pinged at his phone, and if yeonjun was side eying him correctly he could’ve swore he saw a smirk spread across his son’s face.

“what are you smirking for? who is that?”. yeonjun questions, speeding on the freeway again.

“my girlfriend”.

yeonjun looks at him oddly. “girlfriend? when did you get a girlfriend? you’re only nine years old”.

“yesterday”.

“and you two exchanged numbers that fast? what does her parents think?”.

“dad why are you being so weird? we’re just texting”.

“you’re too young for a girlfriend. and you guys better not be talking about sex”.

daniel fake gags at his father’s words.

“do you even know what sex is?”. yeonjun adds.

“yes dad I know”.

“and that you shouldn’t---”.

“I shouldn’t be having it until I’m 18. I know”.

being that they were born in the times of advanced technology yeonjun knew he couldn’t quite control his children’s media consumption. he knew they had to know about some things, sooner or later. no matter how much they knew though yeonjun always kept a strict hand. he wasn’t going to just let them go be wild just because they were knowledgeable.

“good, wait here while I go get your sister”. yeonjun parks perfectly in front of the ballet studio and gets out of his car to go fetch her. once he was out of sight daniel immediately unlocks his phone and deletes the text messages he knew his father would flip out about if he saw.

yeonjun sincerely apologizes to the ballet instructor just as he did the coach, promising that this mishap wouldn’t happen again. the more he apologized the angrier he became at Leah, the one who was truly at fault here. nevertheless he grabs myla’s hand, complimenting her about how cute she looked in her purple tutu. she soon climbs in the backseat, scrunching her face up at her older brother.

“daddy how come daniel always get to sit in the front seat?”. she whines.

“because he’s the oldest myla. plus you’re too small for the front seat. we’ve talked about this”.

she crosses her arms and mumbles, “that isn’t fair”.

“life isn’t fair”. daniel rebuttals.

“shut up daniel”.

“you shut up ugly”.

“guys. if I hear another argument on our way home I’m going to make you two hold hands for the rest of the night”.

“ew!”. myla blurted.

“I’d die if I touch her”.

“then stop arguing then. I only want to hear compliments”.

myla fiddles with the ruffles on her tutu for a short moment. “you know what? I love you daniel”.

the oldest boy slowly looks back at her, wondering what in the hell she could possibly be talking about. yeonjun smiled a little obviously pleased that she was being obedient.

“every time I talk to you, you make me feel smarter“. she continues.

“dad! do you hear your daughter? this is why I’m the good child”.

yeonjun knits his eyebrows, “okay number one daniel, you’re not the good child. number two myla what did I just say?”.

the girl pouts her lips a little in response. “daddy I’m hungry”. she whines shifting the subject. that reminded yeonjun, this was around the time leah was supposed to have the kids home already and cooking them dinner. he had the urge to curse again but withheld them for the sake of his children’s ears.

“after we pick up your brother we’re going to go home and eat okay? I’m kind of hungry too”.

on days where the kids had to stay out for extra activities, yeonjun’s mother did the honor of caring for logan until either one of his parent’s picked him up. yeonjun couldn’t be anymore grateful to have his parents involved in his children’s life. all three of them loved their nana and papa dearly, and this showed the most as soon as she swung open the door, both daniel and myla running to hug her and then going straight for their papa.

“oh! look at my babies!! me and your papa was just talking about you both!”. she jeers, and yeonjun smiles before hugging her. “hey eomma”.

“hey junnie, I wasn’t expecting to see you today”. she comments after kissing him on his cheek. yeonjun sighs, already knowing who she was referring to.

“come on, me and your nana bought you both some snacks”. yeonjun’s dad waved off to both daniel and myla, sensing that his wife had something to talk to yeonjun about. once the kids were out of sight the two of them continued their conversation. she safely straps a sleeping logan in his car seat.

“come on eomma”. yeonjun semi-whined, not wanting to talk about it at all. she purses her lips anyways.

“you already know what I’m going to say junnie. you need to divorce her. she’s only good for giving you babies”.

“she’s the mother of my children I can’t just divorce her”.

“yes you can. why are you taking so long to do it? wasn’t she the one that was supposed to pick the kids up today?”.

“yeah....she was”.

she throws her hand on her hip. “and then? did she forget? again?”.

“eomma I really don’t want to talk ab--”.

“what kind of mother forgets her kids junnie? tell me. did i ever forget you when you were little? like ever?”.

“no, you didn’t eomma”.

“so? don’t you see what’s wrong?”.

yeonjun clutches the handle bar of the car seat. he could hear the kids making their way into the living room again so he decided to quickly wrap up the conversation.

“i can’t be alone in this eomma. I really can’t”.

“look daddy! nana and papa bought us sweet rice cakes!”. myla proclaims while twirling the packet in her hand.

“oh god, that’s way too much sugar”.

“don’t be like that junnie. they can eat as much sugar as they want”. his father defended, rubbing the top of daniel’s head while daniel was sticking his tongue out at yeonjun.

yeonjun shakes his head and laughs. he carries the car seat while giving both of his parents a hug, thanking them and telling them how much he loved them before he drove home with his children, overthinking what his mother said.

“okay guys it’s been a long day, make sure you take your showers. Daniel you go first”.

the oldest scoffs, “what?! why me?”.

“because you don’t like to take them. make sure you actually get in the shower this time. don’t just stand outside and leave the water running”.

he huffed his breath for at least the twentieth time today, marching his way to his room. “fine!”.

“and use soap!”. yeonjun shouts directly after him, sitting the car seat on the kitchen table. to his surprise Logan was already woken up by the sound of his voice, fluttering his eyes and curly eyelashes up at his father upon contact.

“hey lolo!”. yeonjun coos, “did you miss me?”.

the baby’s cheeks mold into a small grin, especially since he was finally out of the car seat and instead in his father’s arms. his father’s arms were his favorite place to be.

“daddy can we have rice and chicken for dinner?”.

yeonjun pulls open the fridge gazing at the array of food choices. “yeah what kind of chicken though?”.

“ou! can we have barbecue?”. Myla adds, pulling herself atop of the stool at the kitchen island. yeonjun scrunches his nose, “barbecue chicken with rice? What about baked? With some garlic maybe?”.

“oh what about cheese too?”.

yeonjun snaps his finger with an idea. “what about baked garlic Parmesan chicken?”.

“omg! Daddy can I help you make it? Please please please?”.

“yeah just make sure you wash your hands and stuff okay?”.

this was especially one of the times where yeonjun wished he had home help. sitting Logan down in his high chair was never an easy task to do because logan was quite attached to yeonjun, and he didn’t like sitting down all the time. It took ritz crackers and a handful of yogurt melts to finally get him in his high chair for yeonjun to be able to cook and feed the rest of his children.

this atttachment even went as far as bath time rituals, which yeonjun did with the baby everyday. logan had a baby bathtub for himself but he never liked it. sitting down, looking at his father instead of touching him was enough to drive him insane so he always cried. instead, he liked taking showers with his father. where yeonjun could hold him tightly to his chest while the warm water soothed his backside. he loved the way yeonjun sang to him in there, rubbing his hands through small black strands of hair.

okay, maybe logan is a little spoiled too, but so what.

“dad? do you think I can use some of your body spray tomorrow? I want to smell good”. Daniel asks while forking a piece of chicken into his mouth.

“For what?”.

“For his stinky girlfriend”. myla intercedes.

“you shut up. how do you even know about her?”.

“I know everything”.

“you guys sound like you want to hold hands?”. yeonjun threatens.

“no she started it. but dad can I use some? please?”.

“yeah you can. but why don’t you just ask me if I can buy you some of your own?”.

“because you’re going to say no”.

“when have I ever said no?”.

“when I asked you to buy me a gun like the one on grand theft auto”.

“Daniel that’s a real weapon. A powerful one at that. you can kill people I’d never buy you that”.

“well, anyway, I need to smell nice. I want to show her that she’s with a real man”.

both Myla and yeonjun laughed at the end of his sentence. sometimes Daniel was too delusional for his own good.

“you guys are laughing right now, just wait and see”.

“don’t worry Daniel we will”. Yeonjun playfully promised, knowing Daniel was going to spray himself into a stinking nightmare.

now daniel’s shenenigans were the funny parts at night in the Choi residence. But for yeonjun the most soothing part was when they were all sleeping soundly in their rooms, where he could gain a clear enough head to properly think about what he was going to next in circumstance.

maybe Leah had a knack for clockwork, but she always came into the house when Logan finally fell asleep. And she’d always come into their shared bedroom and get ready for bed as if nothing happened. This is what ticked off yeonjun the most.

he watched her take off all her jewelery and place it in her jewelry box, saying not a word to yeonjun even when she walked in the room.

“so? what happened today?”. he begins, refusing to let her go to bed without having this conversation.

she rolled her eyes. “what are you talking about yeonjun?”.

“you were supposed to pick up the kids today. And even when I called you and even when Daniel called you , you weren’t answering your phone”.

“I had meetings back to back today. I can’t respond to every call that comes to my phone”.

“regardless of your meetings you should pick up your kids. those are your kids Leah. do you know that? Why are you putting work over them?”.

she nonchalantly undresses, changing into her pajamas. as she did so yeonjun couldn’t remember the last time he even touched her body. not that he wanted to anyway.

“Don’t start this yeonjun. I had a long day”.

“So did I”.

“so? What do you want me to say? I’m sorry I forgot yeonjun. I get busy”.

yeonjun stared at her in utter disgust. “What is wrong with you? Be honest do you even want this marriage anymore?”.

of course she wanted this marriage, it provided her with the financial stability she needed.

“Of course I do. But not if you’re going to keep nagging me about the same old stuff”.

“It’s not nagging. why should I have to remind you to do this stuff? you’re a mother before you’re anything else”.

she turns over, throwing the blankets over her shoulder. “I don’t need a speech. I said I was sorry alright?”.

“I’m so sick of you saying sorry. I’m so sick of it”.

“you know what?! how about I just fucking leave you yeonjun? How about that?”.

having awoken from her nightmare Myla crawls to her parent’s closed door. she was hoping to snuggle with her dad but she was a little startled by the yelling. she was hesitant to do anything so she only stayed quiet hoping they’d be finished soon.

“don’t do that. I shouldn’t have to take care of the kids by myself when I have a wife. I want you here. That’s why I’m being like this”.

“I heard you the first time! I said sorry! What else do you want from me? I’m trying my best!”.

“No you aren’t and that’s the problem”.

her silence made yeonjun get out the bed, needing a break before he said something he didn’t mean. he was already pissed that she was repeating the same pattern, but even more pissed that she didn’t seem to care.

“you’re so fucking ridiculous”. he spat just before grasping the door handle and closing the door behind him. he wasn’t expecting to see Myla just a few inches away from the door though, staring up at him innocently. she swallows. she never heard yeonjun that angry before and it kind of scared her.

“daddy? are you okay?”.

“what are you doing up Myla?”.

“I had a bad dream and I was wondering if I can cuddle with you maybe? but you look upset”.

he crouches down to her level pulling her in for a hug.

“I’m not upset baby. Of course you can cuddle with me”.

“daddy? do you and mommy hate each other?”.

“no. I don’t want you to think that okay? we were just talking don’t worry. do you want to go downstairs and eat a rice cake with me?”.

“yes please”.

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@sunshowxr – kou!!!! is the best boy ever ??????? yuu is such agift and kou is such a gift and i’m so blessed that jackie got to know him theway she did??? he’s so patient with jackie and is the first and only one that actually managed to gether to talk about her secrets despite her pushing him away! she’d even hurt hima few times and was such a goddamn brat and was vicious and such a handful beyondanything i’d ever seen and i could swear that anyone else would have walkedaway. but not kou !! he stayed with her even despite her losing her temper and admittingto having killed people and somehow he still SEES THE GOOD IN HER THAT SHE WASCERTAIN HADN’T EXISTED. and i swear she has healed this much because of him !!and and yuu is such an amazing writer and such a positive presence and such abeautiful human being that i can’t imagine tumblr without these two??? yuu writes like a fucking star and my dashis always so blessed whenever they’re around and i will always be so giddy overthe fact that i found them on here qdbhasbdh i love them !!!

@richkicl – i don’t know how many blogs i gotta tag but there’sprobably a dozen because wow ??? i can’t believe how intense jae is about hermuses, and i personally love that she has so many?? she works so hard on eachone, and there’s always such an intricate backstory and creative idea thathasn’t been done before, and her writing is the fucking BOMB. a godsend.exciting and beautiful and filled with so much personality i absolutely heckingadore her and her world building and 6256756 muses and plot ideas!!! also, let me not forget tomention how ABSOLUTELY KIND AND BEAUTIFUL SHE IS BOTH INSIDE AND OUT HOW ISTHIS PERSON MY FRIEND I AM BLESSED AND HAPPY AND ALWAYS SQUEALING ABOUT THISWONDERFUL PERSON HOW CAN YOU NOT ADOR E HER TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH JAE FORFRICKIN PRESIDENT I SWEAR TO G O D

@contrtunn – the one and only twin to jae, i love ergo’s writingso fucking much??? the creativity and passion and personality that goes intothe writing is so hard to match! ergo’s muses are always so smooth in howthey come across, and nothing ever seems out of place in any way, shape orform. the humor that is injected into the writing is so unique and so natural,and i personally enjoy just sitting back and reading some of the responses thatare sent out back and forth between jae and ergo because wow they bring theirangst to the next level and i’m always always here for it hecking YES toinfinity!! also, ergo IS ALSO BEST PERSON EVER I LOOK TO ERGO FOR ADVICEIN ASS KICKING HIT THEM UP

@pridesglasses – yosh was one of the first few people i had followedupon starting out in the roleplay community and i think up to now is one of the longestrunning people i’ve stayed in contact with. his writing is honestly just so funto read even if it’s not a thread with me, and even if it’s not for a muse inan anime i’ve never even delved into. the portrayal of his muses for personaand bnha are wonderful and so interesting, he’s one roleplay partneri’ve never gotten bored of writing with and i just really appreciate hispresence on my dash in all honesty. plus the crack on his blog is legitimately insane. also he has also given me some of the bestadvice ever and is a wonderful human being through and through and there’s honestly nothing better!

@valorandheart – ANOTHER BEST BOY EVER WTH. i love jamie??? and ilove kelly, holy shit! the enthusiasm that she has about everything is soabsolutely wonderful to have on the dash??? and to have her run in screaminginto my ask box and im’s is also SO MUCH HECKING FUN. she writes jamie like noother character i have ever seen, from his anxieties to his softness to hisbravery and one of a kind friendship – he is a character that is honestly sowonderful and unique in every way. the light to jackie’s darkness, and also her sense ofpeace. he does so much for her that he doesn’t even realize and my muse ishonestly so fucking blessed to be friends with him I LOVE THEM TOGETHER SO MUCHHE’S SO GOOD FOR HER

@kuebcko – the man with the temper tantrums that get jackie laughing like nothing else,i honestly can’t remember a time these two weren’t antagonizing each other holyshit. i don’t know how they get into this excuse of a friendship anymore, but WOWTHEY WENT FULL THROTTLE ON IT. The teasing, the insults, the fucking each other’slives up ??? I LIVE FOR IT I LOVE EDAN I LOVE WHAT HE DOES WITH JACKIE AND I LOVEHOW EVEN IF THEY’RE ASSHOLES TO EACH OTHER, THEY ARE STILL KINDA FRIENDS AND INEEDED THIS FRIENDSHIP IN MY LIFE! scaley is such an incredible writer with a muse sointense he’s almost popping off the screen! i love how his writing has edan’spersonality written through and through and how i feel like they’ll never runout of ways to antagonize each other and how we can build and develop on itbecause it’s so important to me and jackie it’s such a blessing to be a part ofthis i swear !!

@infaemus – vana has such incredible muses ?? she got along sowell with carmichael and xavier even just upon meeting them, and she has a wayof making them both sound just so absolutely charming and humorous and theideas she comes up with are so unique and hard to beat. her personality is alsoso much fun and i always enjoy getting to write with her even if i’m an utterslowpoke at it !! and the way xavier and jackie interact is TOP NOTCH THEY’RESO GOOD FOR EACH OTHER I CAN NEVER GET ENOUGH OF IT I WOULD LOVE TO SEE WHERETHEY END UP !!

also a few other blogs i personally adore because theirwriting is absolutely amazing and i look forward to seeing their posts all thedamn time !! would be the following:

@aeronotch @fateshaped @deviilscry @mwynagun @pilawforhire @ridireacht @astrumtristis @shxujobrave @hvzama @oshikakei @luseron @hangingdog @odigxs @nezumi-vc-103221 @grailoved

a collection ofmuses that i personally feel have such personality and so much thought given totheir characterizations that even if i might not have been able to interactwith all of them that much or even at all just yet, it’s just very inspirational tohave on my dashboard for the creativity and finesse that they give theirwriting and i’m eternally happy i found them and i can’t wait to interact so much more withthem all one day hihi !!

Are you a fast replier or a slow replier?

the slowest on earth. i have asks in my ask box from august,and i have threads from early november. and it’s not even that i never havemuse for these things, it’s more that i’m so particular with replying to eachone that it has to be absolutely perfect whenever i actually get to replying toit.

sometimes my muse is dead, sometimes my vocabulary is dead.and sometimes i don’t manage to get it perfect upon posting, but regardless – ijust really try my best to make sure instead that if i do get anything out,it’s because i’m more or less proud of it. at least by 75%. otherwise, i justdon’t see the point in replying to something if it means my writing just comesout looking like shit, because that’s not the kind of content i want to post and i’m just —- so particular with these things it’s noteven funny aaaaaah

What makes you follow someone?

as stated earlier, i tend to snoop through peoples blogsquite a bit before i follow anyone. i have a few personal preferences i lookfor, such as above average writing skills (though my standards on this one varydepending on certain things), a muse that i feel jackie can work with, writing style i can work with, musesthat have concrete back stories and headcannons and actual real personalitiesthat come through in the writing and isn’t there for the sake of it (because ican tell) and muses that have obviously been worked on with the passion anddrive of a mun who absolutely adores them.

personally, i tend to follow blogs i feel i can be inspired by and also learn from and iknow that my standards can be really excessive at times even when they probablydon’t deserve to be, to the point that they’re sorta crazy but – this is alsomy own method to ensuring i keep my muse comfortable as well.

because i used to follow nearly anyone just because they followed me and it killed both my drive to even be online and my own self-confidence and itnearly killed jackie as a muse as well since it started to feel too cluttered. if i follow people, it’s because i loveabsolutely everything about their blog and i’ve skimmed nearly every post and iknow i’m entirely interested in what they have to offer and look forward to interacting with them one day.

on that note, in terms of there being new roleplayers to the community, i need to make sure i see at least some examples of the writing style in their replies before i follow them so - if there’s no writing at all, then no dice.

What makes you unfollow someone?

if they aren’t mutuals with me, i tend to unfollow after aweek or two. mostly though it’s for my own comfort in case i forget they’reprivate. i tend to unfollow if they tend to only do threads that aren’t… isuppose as developed as they could be? like if they have a thousand threads butnone of them have any sense of development at all. i just – i like seeing themuses progressing as well, and i like being able to see different facets oftheir relationship. not just random things that don’t tell me much about their characters overall.

i also unfollow if the other roleplayer sort of ignoresevery attempt at interacting, but that’s only after like a few months if i feellike they’re just not interested at all period. i unfollow if i notice that thewriter has a muse who wasn’t quite what they were advertised to be and areessentially erratic to the point that there seems to be no clear understandingof why they do much of anything. i unfollow if they only post smut and are only looking for smut in every character, if there’s too much ooc that isn’t connected to the blog in any way or if i sense the roleplayer beginning to sort of have an attitudewhere they might tend to get successively boastful and start to show toxicbehavior about certain things. in all those cases, i just prefer to keep my distance.

so basically if it doesn’t make my dash a comfortable place, itend to just let it go.

// @fukaina

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