#❖ answered meme

[touchedbydestiny]

via the system of touch || @noblyobliges || accepting <3

combat.  for our muses to train together in combat.

      "are you sure this is going to improve anything?", gia asked questioningly because she doubted this technique was going to end up successful for her. nonetheless, she kept her eyes closed as she was told. something about using her vampire senses to gain the upper hand against an opponent.

      and she tried. she really tried. but even before she could register the slight crackling of clothes moving, she had already taken a blow. she lost her balance (which was hard to keep anyway if one can't see anything) and fell to the ground.

      "ouch!" her eyes snapped open as she stared at elijah. "is this a means of you beating me up?" she wasn't entirely serious because she knew by now that elijah had her well-being in mind. even if this means it can be painful.

[mutatedangels-a]

❝ bored? of you? impossible. ❞ (for Gen 🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♂️🧚🏻‍♂️)

@interestellar-butterfly //

"Well, doesn't that just make me the luckiest girl in the world?" Gen flashed a grin at the other, feeling relieved. Come summertime, her shows of It's Human Nature! kicked up due to the influx of tourists coming into town. That busyness meant she didn't often have time for her best friend. She grabbed Gia's hands.

"Guess what, though? One of the dancers is sick today so we're canceling rehearsal. Which means... I've got the whole day off if you want to do something."

A little traversing through the galaxy? A shopping spree on another planet? Hell, even a trip to the grocery store to grab junk food could be fun. The possibilities were endless, and Gen was just itching for some rest and relaxation.

[jawbrkrs]

📸 for kash & gia (if you think it would happen 😊)

Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s)

these are definitely pictures he would take in the future !

[ramshacklerumble]

For the OC ask meme!

9 and 12 (fave teach and fave event/role in it)

Nine has been answered here! But twelve—!

stitch event, my beloved. spoilers ahead since it hasn’t hit en servers yet

(this also wound up kinda long but its because its crucial to me okay)

it was a tie between this and the ghost marriage event, but storyline wise i have to go with lost in the book with stitch because it’s the event that officially launches the 💖KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE 💖 factor within the quasi-glorious and utterly exhausting misadventures of one gia yugo.

working with the assumption this is the final escapade of the trial by fire that was gia’s freshman year, one would think the approach of summer vacation would give them some semblance of comfort. once everyone takes their leave, gia and grim get left with the run of the school grounds— something gia fully planned to take advantage of in preparation of sophomore year.

suddenly being stuck on a magic island certainly put a pause on things. and gia…doesn’t seem to mind… like at ALL.

to everyone’s surprise, the normally straight-faced, busy-bodied prefect of ramshackle dorm is having the time of their life. smiling, openly playful, quick to joke— even volunteering to sing at the campfire alongside floyd and stitch’s ukulele strumming— ace initially worries gia might have hit their head when no one was looking.

after some needling on his part, a conversation that takes place during his suisui wear vignette when they go out on patrol, gia finally tells him despite being stranded on an island, they can’t help but feel…happy that it happened.

it’s a tad selfish, they admit. but while they were hearing everyone’s plans for summer vacay back at the library, there’d been this sense of bitterness welling up inside them. they were going to be stuck at school stewing over the threat of what their future held while everyone else got to go home and spend time with their families or whatever.

they didn’t have to think about what was going to happen after graduation.

gia on the other hand isn’t sure what comes next and that terrifies them. but they’ll deal with their crushing fear of the future when they get back to school, for now they’ll take the island for the breath of fresh air that it is.

yeah, okay, being stranded isn’t exactly a vacation— but it’s a bit of a ‘been there, done that’ type of deal. in comparison to their arrival at night raven, being stuck on an island with perfect weather, tons of food, and an alien that can make anything out of everything is a cake walk.

and besides…even if they do wish deuce was there enjoying the sea breeze with them. they’ve got ace, don’t they?

there’s a little more to this convo i’d like to flesh out, but there is a notable shift between gia and ace during the final days on the island. they are almost inseparable, often making up excuses to pair up for the day’s chores and generally having fun together.

ace comes to realize that this “new gia” isn’t actually new and in fact, he’d been catching glimpses of them throughout the school year. it’s the reason why he sticks by them even when things get real fucking bad, real fucking quick.

he’d sooner go through another ten overblots scenarios than verbally admit this, but in truth, he’s come to deeply care for this weirdo. the thought of someday they might not be there anymore leaves an awful taste in his mouth.

when the time to leave on the spaceship comes and they’re rocketing towards the atmosphere, ace sees this side of gia already beginning to slip back into hiding. before he can really stop himself, he tells them not to shut themself in again. they’re gonna have just as much fun together as they did on the island when they get back to school, got it?

i cannot explain how upset i was when the group wakes up with no recollection of everything that happened— the ‘group forgets the entire adventure they went through at the end of it all’ trope is the bane of my existence BUT we see that the group has an inkling that SOMETHING happened between them and i’m running with that SO—

gia didn’t get the chance to reply to ace’s statement on the ship, but they are absolutely BEAMING after they wake up, look at him and say: i feel like…we were just talking about something.

and ace is confused, more so a little stunned by how natural the smile looks on gia’s face, but he can’t quite shake the feeling either.

no one can quite put a finger on what happened, even though everyone suddenly has the urge to have an outing to the beach together despite the majority of this group never having hung out together in such a way, but no one fights it either.

gia personally is excited to have something to look forward to for once.

when the time to go meet at the beach comes, there is the reoccurring phenomenon of group déjà vu they all just decide to shrug at. but for ace, he gets hit by it the hardest whenever he steals a glance at gia.

they dont look any different, save for the smile they shoot him when they catch his eye.

(hey but gar isn’t gia shipped with floyd. yes, my love. they are. and they’re shipped with ace too. it’s eventually a polycule that forms after they all graduate named dragon roll— hey dont run, dont run i promise i make it make sense coME BACK—)

wanna send an ask or get some yourself? here!

[azurezfiction]

AND AND AND Lastly top 5 wlw pairings in pr

put “top 5” anything in my ask and i will answer ok go | Meme

This one is SUPER easy for me. @skyland2703

Dana Mitchell x Taylo Earhardt.

Gia Morgan x Emma Goodall

Aisha Campbell x Shawna

Hayley Zikator x Delphine

Kira Ford x Tori Hanson

[practically-an-x-man]

1, 2, 3, 4, 35 for the writer asks?

Thank you so much!!

40 Questions - Meme for Fic Writers

Describe your comfort zone—a typical you-fic.

Answered here!

2. Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?

Hm... that's a tough one. I don't really think about tropes as a whole, I tell the story I want to tell and don't really care what tropes it might fall under, but... I am intrigued by AUs like Hanahaki or Soulmate AUs and want to try my hand at them someday. I already have some ideas for adaptations I'd want to make to the base AU idea, but I haven't put them into practice yet.

3. Is there a trope you wouldn’t touch with a ten foot pole?

Omegaverse. Just... no. No shade to the people that do enjoy it, but it makes me uncomfortable and it's really not my thing.

4. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

Way too many...

In my full writing ideas masterlist, I've got easily 45+ ideas that I want to write in the future and more keep popping up. But in terms of what I've actively been working on or will soon start working on, let's see...

7 active longfics that I'm working my way through

The final Prometheus piece in their story

An Eris pre-relationship hurt/comfort oneshot

An Eris heavy whump oneshot

An emotional Eris backstory/history oneshot

A Nikoletta hurt/comfort oneshot

A Nikoletta whump/capture oneshot

A Jimmy body horror/angst oneshot

An ArchAegis Void AU oneshot inspired by Deadpool and Wolverine

Vivienne's upcoming story

Spider's upcoming story

Gia's upcoming story

A Smoke and Mirrors sequel once I finish that fic

A Who Waits Forever Anyway? sequel once I finish that fic

A few ArchAegis sequel pieces for the later stages of their relationship

A Nikoletta fluff snippet from an ask game

A Katherine fluff snippet from an ask game

A Kestrel fluff snippet from an ask game

35. Would you ever kill off a canon character?

I mean, sure. If it fits the story, I don't have a problem will killing off characters. My main issue comes from when a character's death is just done for shock value, to nerf their abilities/draw out a fight scene, or doesn't logically fit the character or their story.

I have killed off a few canon characters in my fics, both in the sense that I actively chose that for the story and in the sense that I let the canon death occur without turning it into a fix-it. I wouldn't say Major Character Death is common in my fics, but I don't shy away from it when it's the best choice for the story. And of course, sometimes a good whumpy AU is just cathartic.

[stanleyl]

You know if you don't like an ask that's sent to you can just not answer it. There's no need for the passive emoji/memes. Being a mean girl is stupid because it's on tumblr of all palaces. Especially constantly keeping up with Gia like you can just block her. Tom's black fans are never beating the loser allegations, lol

I don't respond to every ask, actually. For example, when someone told me to k-word myself the other day, I just blocked them, because I found these kind of asks just very very silly. The FUNNIEST part is that I don't even keep up this person, but I keep seeing their replies under almost every tweet that isn't praising that studio (and I only mentioned them two times, so if you're here on their behalf, I'm so sorry... Just kidding, I'm not). Also, the last part of your ask is also funny because the man you stan isn't even pandering to y'all...

[redemptioninterlude]

five times cried:      ( five times the receiver cried over the sender ) + rue

5 times ... meme ( accepting ) + @deeplyflxwed // nate

Nate Jacobs has always been a part of her life. Not always in the way she wanted, as if she really ever wanted much of him. Awkward, stilted, she thinks they couldn’t be more different, and maybe there were better left misunderstood. The two of them still children but, what does it matter? That her words always set him off, leave him fisting an anger that he hasn’t learned yet to contain, a rage that feels so misplaced at 11 years old, and Rue, who’s a year younger, and lives in different neighbourhoods, still takes the same routes home until their paths diverge. A metaphor, she thinks, for all the ways that they do in life, but he can’t help himself, apparently the same way that she can’t. “What’s wrong?” She asks him, as he strides too fast, and she’s left seeing something different in the slump of his shoulders, and it’s not like she’s playing games, trying to get a reaction out of him, it’s not like that… but he turns around, that AWFUL SNARL on his face the kind of violence that she cringes from, as he asks her what the fuck her problem was, and if she was just following after him like some stupid kid looking for an excuse to not go home. Why? Was it because of shit with her dad again? And Rue can’t answer that, the shock on her expression spelt so clearly that she can see the remorse in his dawning, but it’s a little too late for that, feeling tears spill hot down her cheeks as she cringes away when he reaches out in a near apology. Her steps still - and she can’t keep going. Let him go, then, she thought. Trying to catch a breath that didn’t seem to want to come.

It’s freshman year, and Rue’s still trying to adjust. It’s hard back home, and she doesn’t have much of a social life anymore. Everyone’s talking about the things that are changing, but for Rue, it hardly feels that way, because come the end of school, she’s the first one home to take over her shift with her dad. Mom’s got her second job, and Gia and her dad needs someone there, Rue there to make after school snacks for her little sister, that she picks up along the way, and then there’s her dad… who needs like, someone to help him with the medication, with the going to the bathroom, the whole SHOWER THING. Rue just learns to internalise a lot of things, because it’s just something you have to do, and like most things in her life, she finds herself the passive passenger that was being pulled along with things. That there’s a list of things to buy at the store, pressure mounting at the back of her head, everything so exacting that there’s no room for joy. That she’s there trying to buy everything and finding herself embarrassingly short, when in walks Nate and his family. That snarling disapproval in his father’s eyes, the indifference in his mother’s, and then there was Nate, that boredom in his that seemed internally his as she found it in her to ask, hesitantly, if she could borrow, like, $5 or something. “I’ll pay you back at school,” it’s fucking mortifying to have to ask but it’s not like she really has any other option, Nate handing it over but it’s the dismissal and the way he said something that dug right beneath her skin that carries with her home. She doesn’t want to cry there in front of him, but she definitely does in the privacy and the quiet of her own home, curling into herself for the common misery that seems to follow her everything.

He finds her coming out of the bathroom, a hand pressed to her mouth, and disgust warping her expression. Nate’s gaze flickering to the boy that follows out from after her, smirking with some kind of victory there written on his face, before he says a pointed goodbye to Rue before rejoining the party. Rue doesn’t really want to talk about it, cheeks already made flushed with the whole thing, none of it, really, which was enjoyable. That she’d done it to get it over with, the whole implied violence of it from where he’d cornered her in there enough to leave her FROZEN IN PLACE. Just another thing, she tells herself. Just do it, get it over with, and it’ll be over soon enough and she could make her way out of here. That maybe she’d see her tomorrow, a Sunday morning, holy water, let it purify her until she didn’t have to think about anything. But Nate, he can tell, can’t he? Which is the most fucking infuriating thing about him, though she thinks he’d say the same to her, annoyance coursing over his expression. “Why the fuck don’t you just say no?” As if it were the easiest thing in the world, Rue staring back up at him ( he finally grows taller than her somewhere in Sophomore year ) with a sort of fury that is wrongly aligned but… whatever. And it’s not even really his fault that she cries in the moment, but he’s just like, in the wrong place at the wrong time, and she doesn’t know how to contain it, Rue’s hand flying over her eyes so that he doesn’t have to see it, fumbling with a mumbled excuse before she’s off, shuffling in the opposite direction, knowing it’s just time to leave before this becomes any bigger than it needs to be.

Fez’s sentencing is today. Which is like, hard enough, Rue dressed for court and her head left hanging, she’s so… fucking tired. Nobody tells you how exhausting the whole process is, but it’s like, a whole thing. And everyone’s talking about it, because it’s like, the only other big case in court today because Nate’s dad is also there, answering for the fact that he had recorded himself having sex with underaged girls, and… well. Rue already knows it’s true, and she doesn’t really want to talk about it because it’s like, NOT REALLY THE TIME. She’s got bigger things on her mind, and she doesn’t really expect to see none other than Nate in those hallways. And she knows he’s angry, she can tell by the way his jaw is all tight and his suit fits that he’s unhappy, and looking for a fucking target, and Rue’s not looking to be it, trying to slide at the edges of his awareness when he says her last name like a bullet, and there it hits. Not pausing in her stride to get on, but he’s faster, catching up as he starts up on it, that same bored tone, those same sharpened words. “Why are you here? Trying to support your boyfriend or something? I always thought you two had something weird going on. Was that why you are able to afford all those drugs and why you can’t get any now?” Which she hates because honestly she knows that the attention wouldn’t be so hot on him if it hadn’t been for Nate calling the cops for that raid on Fez’s in the first place, and she already feels so fucking responsible for it, which he seems to sense when he says it. “You know it’s your fault, don’t you?” of course she does, how could she note? Ash is gone, and it’s all because she’d dared to notice the insane bullshit that Nate was up to, head turning away from him. “… I don’t wanna talk to you, Nate.” Her voice like iron, but god, she was so tired of this. Pausing there, because instead of the courtroom, she doubled back to the bathroom, already feeling that awkward heat within her cheeks and knowing just what was coming. And there wasn’t time for any of that right now, knowing Fez needed her to be stronger than that, when he was facing his upcoming sentence. 

“So it was you?” Rue’s mouth curling incredulous around a feeling. It’s too late to feel hurt by this. Jules and her aren’t even really a thing anymore. Not since the whole intervention thing that seems to set her life on fire, and Rue onto the path of reluctant sobriety. And maybe this is the Nate Jacobs redemption tour, him trying to MAKE AMENDS before he up and leaves for college on a scholarship that he doesn’t need, and surely doesn’t deserve. Him telling her that he was the one that had been playing Tyler all along, as if he hadn’t been gaslighting her since Junior year that she was like, imagining things. Which was his favourite line, as if she was just sick and using, which, like, to be fair, she had been but… it didn’t make her stupid. Jaw set tight around it, because she knew that it’d been him and his whatever that had made things so hard with Jules in the first place ,the first time. And in that same fucking breath, it also didn’t really matter because like… Jules really didn’t really love her like that, not the way that she used to wax poetic and breathless about him, which like, fucking hurts. And god, maybe that’s just another indignity to pile upon the rest, but she laughs, a bitter sound, even to the sound of her own ears. The true consequences of her selfish decisions. It’s embarrassing. It really fucking is. She’s tearing up, not because of Jules, but because of him, because if nothing else, they’ve fucking grown up together, and wasn’t it enough that he already had it all? That he had to take her then too? “I guess you feel like, really fucking proud of yourself, don’t you?” 

[museswithinx]

‘And besides, you were always the one that had my heart, you know?’ { Ian for Erin }

gia (1998) sentence starters.

This weekend was supposed to be fun. Just the packs, plus a little extra, and a lake all to themselves. In true Ian Thomas fashion though, he managed to completely sour the mood and now Erin was sitting with the pieces of her heart in her lap again. The most depressing part of it all was she’d probably go crawling back like the fool she was. No matter how many times they did this dance, she just didn’t learn.

While Gina and the other girls headed inside to get ready for a movie, Erin stayed behind for to be alone for a bit. Mid text convo with her dad though, she hears footsteps approach as Ian seizes his chance without her friends or family interfering. 

“I’m not really in the mood for your excuses right now, Ian.” She tells him, moving to stand before he takes her gently by the arm stopping her. “I’m not kidding. I don’t want to hear it anymore!” As Ian pleads for just five minutes of her time though, she finds herself caving as the fool in her takes over. Settling back in her chair, she gives him a stern look. “Five minutes. That’s all I’m giving you.”

Needing no more persuasion than that, Ian launches into another one of his speeches about messing up and her being the realest thing he’d ever known. She was his best friend, he hated being the main cause of her unhappiness, etcetera etcetera. It was all things Erin had heard plenty before, but his behavior never seemed to reflect it.

‘And besides, you were always the one that had my heart, you know?’ He finishes.

“Then why do you keep hurting me?” She asks him in a quiet voice. “If I really have your heart like you say, then why do you treat me like any other girl. I don’t understand.” Shaking her head, she takes a deep breath in attempt to keep her emotions at bay. “I don’t want to be in a polyamorous relationship with you, Ian. I’m not wired for that kind of thing. You know I’m not and if you think I'm okay with that, this is never going to work.”

Her lower lip wobbles as she struggles to keep a hold over her emotions. She was so hopelessly in love with him and it hurt. “I don’t want to be one of your many. I want to be the girl. The only girl. But it seems like you’re either not interested in that with me or you just get bored after a day.” Taking another breath, she finishes, “telling me I have your heart isn’t enough anymore. If I really do, then prove it.”

[re-tro-future]

Tag game!

thank you @bruhwheresthekpop 💛

rules: tag ten followers you’d like to get to know better

💚name: isaac

💚sexuality: b i

💚gender: 👉👈

💚Hogwarts House: I don't like Harry Potter agsghd

💚current time: 9:18AM

💚cats or dogs: cats

💚favourite animals: cats, sheep... im not really an animal person xD

💚dream job: some time ago I would have said therapist, but now that it's realistically getting closer it's not a "dream" job anymore is it, so like. No job, free time haha

💚when you made this blog: March 2020!

💚reason behind your URL: I love Xuxi and it's such a pretty name, and the sun came to me after seeing this pic just look at him 🤧

I dont have ten persons to tag but

@velyvelvet @your-local--trashcan @flourmelon @seonghwasp if you want to! 💛

[giarosmerta]

Dorcas (bc we didn't talk abt it until after i already sent in the first ones lmfao)

ask game: is this character fuckable?

repulsive | no | just a hug | kissable | maybe | down to cuddle | yes | absolutely | Take Me Now

i’d top them | i’d bottom for them

i’d dom them | i’d sub for them

one night stand | fuckbuds | partner | marry me

[touchedbydestiny]

“ i’ve missed you. “

“𝙏𝙊 𝘽𝙀 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙀𝘿” 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎. || @noblyobliges

         there's a tiny, private smile on her lips upon hearing these unexpected words. hearing that she was missed is not something gia is used to. being a nobody on the street marks you. it was also an unexpected twist that elijah of all people said these words, especially considering how they started. she certainly noticed that he originally did not like her and saw her as an additional unnecessary burden.

         "you missed me because i'm your favorite student?", gia asked teasingly as she stepped closer. once she was near him, her fingertips loosened the knot of his tie, more a symbolic act of showing him that he could freely breathe again and was no longer burdened by the responsibility the outside expected of him.

         "i missed you too, elijah."

[lazynotbored]

✖ ( mianna )

for my muses reaction to waking up in a hospital bed and finding yours asleep in the chair beside them.

mateo tried to turn onto his side but wires and tubes stopped him, he opened his eyes, annoyed and confused. he hated hospitals and he would’ve said so but when he opened his mouth only heavy coughs came out. he was used to the usual smokers cough but this left him short of breath. he was reaching for the little pink cup, of what he assumed was water on his side table, when he noticed gia curled up on a chair, asleep with a coat draped over her small figure. his sigh of guilt brought another coughing fit. teo seemed to get it under control, taking a sip of water before attempting to speak. “meu amor” his voice came out gravely and tired but he tried again with her name, finally bringing her to. he had no clue what time it was or how long he had been there but her worried expression told him it was about time he woke up. she jumped up to greet him, bringing a smile to his face.

“i’ll get the doctor” she stepped towards the door but he grabbed her hand before she could disappear. 

“no, stay” teo lifted his blanket and made room for her “someone will check in eventually” his gruff voice made it sound like an order more than a request so he brought her knuckles to his lips to persuade her. “please” he muttered when he saw doubt in her eyes. 

[lockinspo]

🍼

send in 🍼 and i’ll create a child for our characters !!

- name: Gia Rosier- likes / dislikes: potions, reading, colouring books, flower gardens, snow, origami / loud noises, crowds and social gatherings, blood, darkness- first word: ‘dada’ at the time when Evan was recently presumed dead. So it was more Jasmin losing her shit when she heard it rather than being happy. - appearance: medium height, dark hair and eyes, dresses simply but impeccably, rather introverted and mostly speaks only when spoken to.- which parent they look more like: A mixture of both but Jasmin likes to think she’s a carbon copy of Evan. Guess she sees what she wants to see. - which parent they like more: She only had her mother, but she loved Evan too, Jasmin made sure of it. - height once fully grown: 5′4″- job ambition: potioneer - faceclaim: Amber Midthunder

[giaawritess-archived]

Are there any muse(s) you miss roleplaying?   

Of my original muses, I’m playing them all here and it’s so liberating! Canon muses however?

I miss playing T’Challa, Conner Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Slade Wilson, Rose Wilson, Joey Wilson (I was a one woman show lmao), and Diana Prince! 

[kuchenackerman]

You know I'm gonna ask abt Eren for the character meme. ;)

Replying to @ackerarms too~ Ahh, Ereh... This feels a bit difficult to reply considering all the changes and things we don’t know about him right now. 

Things I have in common with Eren Jaeger: 

Since I started watching SnK, I found Eren’s anger towards his situation and towards other people’s conformity very relatable and I still do

When I’m mad or possessed by my dark side, I can also be a total bitch and tell others exactly what I know will hurt them the most while wearing a calm and cold demeanor that was more of a teenager self thing of mine though

Freedom - or the sense of it - has always been important to me. Ever since I was a child one of the things I wanted the most was to be able to be and do what I really wanted to be / felt like doing and not what others wanted or expected me to be / do. Sadly, true freedom is utopian as fuck and Eren’s probably aware of that too and yet he lies to himself saying he’s “free” :P Sometimes I lie to myself too when I feel too trapped and overwhelmed by the fact of being human and living in a society like the one we have.

Bonustrack: I used to get into angry physical fights with the bigger kids that dared to mess with my baby brother I used to win often at least bc anger fueled me 

Things I don’t have in common with him:

I’m not as fit and hot as him. I don’t even have one (1) visible pair of abs while he has a damn eight-pack?? like HOW the fuck do you have more abs than the Ackermans?

I’m a lazy piece of shit that’s naturally “good” at a lot of things so most of the time I don’t need to try hard, while Eren has always hardworked his ass to get better at something and to reach his goals, which is one of the qualities that I most admire about him

I doubt I would be willing to die for my friends or anyone tbh. I’m not much into selfless behavior and I don’t have a savior / hero complex

send me a character name and i’ll tell you three things i have in common with them and three things i don’t