#( throwing this out instead of working on my replies and memes )

[willowsnook]

hello! scotch with a sprite in the short, please)

josh allen x publicist!reader

just shut up and come here

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Being the publicist for an NFL quarterback should be difficult, but Josh made your life surprisingly easy. No scandals, no reckless press conferences, no secret children. He was exactly like the media portrayed him: kind, funny, and overflowing with golden retriever energy.

After working together for seven years, you were close—really close. You saw each other almost daily and texted even more often, with conversations that went beyond work. He’d send you ridiculous memes, and you’d keep him updated on F1 drama, especially when it involved Daniel Ricciardo, your favorite driver. You jokingly said you only stuck around because Josh had befriended him.

It didn’t help the rumors. People often assumed there was more to your relationship than just publicist and client, and honestly, you couldn’t blame them. Josh insisted you join him on every vacation, “just in case something happens.” His Instagram was filled with pictures of you, and his parents regularly invited you to family gatherings.

But the truth was, you were just friends—best friends. At this point, you even joked about having to get married platonically, given your mutual bad luck with dating. You’d gone out with great guys, but something always felt missing. As much as you tried, you often found yourself wishing you were hanging out with Josh instead.

You didn’t know exactly when the crush started, but you buried it deep. He was your client, after all, and your job came first.

Tonight, you were dressed to the nines for the ESPYs, meeting Josh in the hotel lobby. His eyes lingered on you, and you couldn’t help but blush under his gaze.

“You look incredible,” he murmured, not taking his eyes off you.

You smirked, smoothing your dress. “Well, Mr. Quarterback has to have some arm candy.”

He laughed, taking your hand as he led you outside to the waiting SUV. The ride was quiet, your hand squeezing his, knowing he was nervous. Despite being one of the biggest names in New York, he was still shy at heart.

Stepping out of the car, the blinding flash of cameras greeted you both. As you tried to slip away from the photographers, Josh tightened his grip on your hand.

“Oh no,” he said with a grin, “if I have to do this, so do you.”

“Josh, people are going to think we’re dating,” you complained.

He flashed you a boyish smile. “They already do.”

His hand settled on your waist as you posed together for the cameras. By the time you made it inside, it felt like hours had passed.

“I’m getting a drink,” you told him. “You want anything?”

“Whatever you’re getting is fine,” he said, turning to chat with a teammate.

At the bar, you ordered two glasses of wine when a familiar voice called your name.

“Stefon!” you squealed, throwing your arms around him. “I’ve missed you!”

“I’ve missed you too,” he said, grinning. “Where’s your other half?”

“Mingling somewhere,” you replied, brushing off his comment. “How’s Houston?”

“Hot as hell,” he joked, making you laugh. “Josh misses me, huh?”

“He does,” you assured him.

“Could’ve fooled me. But then again, he’s never been good at saying how he feels.”

You raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

He gave you a knowing look. “One of these days, you’ll figure it out.”

Before you could respond, he was pulled into another conversation. You grabbed the drinks and made your way back to Josh, who waved you over to the table.

As the awards started, you clapped along with the crowd. Josh had been nominated a few times but hadn't won yet.

“And the ESPY for Best Male Athlete goes to… Josh Allen!”

The crowd erupted in cheers as you gave him a tight squeeze. He smiled nervously before heading on stage.

“Wow,” he began, “just being nominated alongside such incredible athletes is an honor. I want to thank my teammates, my coaches, and my family for always supporting me.”

You smiled, knowing his speech by heart since he’d run it by you earlier. But then he looked straight at you, taking a deep breath.

“Lastly, I want to thank someone very special,” he said. “She’s been with me since the start of my NFL career as my publicist, my right hand, and more importantly, my friend. Y/N, you are the love of my life. I couldn’t find another woman I’d want to spend every day with, even if I tried. I fall in love with you more every single day.”

The audience erupted in ‘aww’s, but you were frozen in your seat.

Josh grinned. “That’s the first time I’ve ever told her that, so I should probably wrap this up before she kills me. Thank you, everyone.”

As he walked off stage, your phone buzzed non-stop in your purse. You caught Stefon laughing and filming your reaction from a few tables away. You flipped him off playfully and chugged your drink.

This would definitely give you weeks of PR work, but you couldn’t help the giddy feeling spreading through your chest. This moment wasn’t exactly how you imagined it—but it was still perfect.

When the show ended, you made your way to the lobby. Josh was leaning against a wall, watching you.

“You know you just gave me so much work right before my vacation,” you teased.

He grinned. “Just shut up and come here.”

He opened his arms, and you stepped into his embrace. As his lips met yours, everything else faded away. You sighed into the kiss, wishing this moment could last forever.

[waklman]

saw this meme that was like ‘i could recognise him by tits alone’ with a picture of bradley and jake and now i can’t get it out of my head, i need this to be an actual interaction!

BAHAHA this is so funny!!!! *cracks fingers* *whips out keyboard* here you go drew :)

If the unpleasant heat wave sweeping through San Diego wasn’t a testament that summer was starting to settle in—Bradley didn’t want to stick around long enough to know what was. 

It was unbearable—for two reasons, he thinks. One being that he forgot to install the air conditioning–though he promised you he would last week. And two, you were practically punishing him–not allowing him near you under the complaint that your skin is going to melt into his, if he holds you for longer than a second. 

This only means one thing for the both of you. It was time to start calling everyone in your contacts who possibly had a cooling system–and visit them with a surprise basket of cookies, as a guise to cool yourselves off.

“Thanks anyway, Nat.” 

“Sorry again, Bradsha-“ He hangs up before she could even finish saying her apology, throwing his phone off to the side with a groan. Another bead of sweat slips down his brow, and Bradley harshly swipes it away before it can burn into his eye—again. 

By the other end of the couch, you’re still on the phone, giggling with your headphones secured in your ears, which catches Bradley’s full attention. He watches you with furrowed brows–waiting for you to notice his stare, so he could ask who’s on the other line. But you don’t notice his peering eyes. Instead, you laugh again—right in his face.

Bradley’s not a jealous guy. He’s doesn’t get jealous. It’s not jealousy if he pulls you over to see who you find so funny.

Feeling movement by your feet, you still. There’s two large palms pressed against your achilles heel now, and a familiar set of sweaty fingers slowly wrap themselves around the front of your ankle. 

No, you mouth with wide eyes—tilting your phone screen away from your face. 

Yes, he mouths back, eyes narrowed at you. 

His grip finally tightens around your ankles, finalizing the decision, dragging you down towards him with ease. It’s almost as if the universe is working against you because the sweat on your back serves as a lubricant against your leather couch, aiding Bradley in his efforts. 

You shriek—clutching the sides of your phone, so it doesn’t find a landing spot on your face. As you try to recover, Bradley takes the opportunity to hover over you, dipping his head upside down to finally learn who you were talking to all this time.

All you can do is watch as Bradley stares down at the mysterious caller. Jake’s on the other end of the line, shirt completely discarded from his morning run. He’s barely in front of the camera, too busy trying to reach for his protein powder on the top shelf. All that’s showing is his sweaty chest. 

“Oh. It’s just Hangman.” Bradley whispers in realization, pulling himself back into his own seat, retrieving his phone again—without a care in the world.

“Tell Rooster I said hey.” Hangman answers, hearing Bradley’s voice. 

“What?” you laugh in disbelief, pushing yourself up by the elbows. “How’d you know it was him—I—his face wasn’t even in view?!” you ask, bewildered. 

Bradley continues to scroll through his phone as he replies to you. “You kiddin’? I can recognize those tits anywhere.” he scoffs. His eyes suddenly widen, turning to you. “Wait—hey, does he have his air conditioning installed?”

“You can recognize those what—”

Jake cuts you off, “Oh fuck yeah. You guys coming over or what?”

[delucadarlingwriting]

19 for Lucas and Adam? For the kiss writing meme!

Ask for a Kiss!

Thank you nonny!!! I love any excuse to write about these boys.

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“Get back! Luke!”

Those words in Adam’s voice echo through his mind as he crashes beneath the surface of the icy lake. Cold steals his senses entirely, leaving him paralyzed and unseeing as he sinks. Still, he hears Adam’s voice. 

Luke. 

A rare treat, to have Adam use the name only his closest friends call him by. As rare as seeing the dimples that Lucas has found himself addicted to drawing out of the usually stoic man. His heart thumps, drawing up a memory of the last time he’d seen them. He’d been trying to run a training session with Lucas, teaching him to fight properly. A pretty fruitless endeavor, but when Lucas had managed to trip Adam up with an outstretched leg, his reward had been a barking laugh and Adam’s cheek dimpling adorably. He hopes he gets to see that again. Can’t do that if he dies here.

Jerking, Lucas tries to right himself in the water. Fuck, it’s cold. Really cold. It’s not his first time going under ice, and he’s a better swimmer now than he was then. The main problem is that it's so dark and his vision so blurry he can’t figure out where he fell in. The last thing he wants is to swim up only to bash his head against ice. 

He might not have a choice. As he looks up more and more frantically to try and find an air hole, his vision blurs and panic starts to take hold.

At just that moment, something moves above him, a figure approaching. Even if he can’t see it well, Lucas just knows who it is and kicks towards him. Adam comes into view, snatching Lucas by the lapels and dragging him in. Their faces bash together painfully before Adam grips Lucas by the jaw, locks their mouths together, and then blows hard. Lucas’ lungs fill with air, immediately untangling the fear digging into his spine. 

He doesn’t get a second to recover, he’s immediately grabbed and hauled up. Lucas tries to loosen Adam’s grip on him, knowing he can swim just fine on his own now, but Adam is unrelenting. Shocker. Admittedly, Adam is swimming at a far faster pace than Lucas can manage at the moment, so he doesn’t fight it much. He even kicks along with him, for all the good it will do. 

They break the surface just in time for Lucas’ lungful of borrowed air to expire, and the first thing he does upon sucking in an icy breath is to yelp, “Jesus fuck.”

“No kidding!” Farah says from just a foot or so away. She’s on her belly, amber eyes shining with worry. “Now come here. I’m going to tow you back.”

“So fucking cold,” Lucas grumbles, allowing himself to be shoved and tugged until he’s on the surface of the lake’s icy crust. He works with Farah to wiggle across, until they’re close enough to shore that Nat and Mason can snag them and haul them over. Naturally, Adam just busts the ice apart with his fists as he swims, then drags himself out. 

“Didja get the—” Lucas starts to ask. Mason stops him by holding up the artifact they were after before Lucas fell in. “Sick. Better be worth it.”

“Well, you’re not dead yet, so probably worth it,” Mason says. Nat throws him a look that he immediately pretends not to notice. Lucas laughs, even if it hurts. 

“Yet is correct,” Adam says, though his teeth are chattering so badly it’s hard to hear. Nat hurries to throw his coat on over his shoulders, but Adam shakes it off and moves to tug it around Lucas instead. “We need to dry you off and warm you up, now.”

“Sure,” Lucas says with a shrug. Farah peers all the way up at him, brows furrowed.

“What’s with your nose?” Farah asks. She reaches up to tap the bridge of Lucas’ nose, making him hiss and recoil at the sudden flash of pain.

“Shit.” He gingerly tries to feel if it’s crooked. “Adam, if your little stunt broke my nose—”

“You’re welcome,” Adam replies dryly, then in a tone that brooks no argument, he adds, “Get in the car.”

Lucas stomps wetly over to the SUV, Nat and Mason helping him to weave less than he would without them on either side of him. He complains loudly about his face being ruined, doing his best to not ruminate on whether that’s the only kind of kiss he’ll get out of Adam from now on.

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

„That‘s not supposed to bend like that“ for Gale/ Astarion pls :)) 🫶

Wow, this felt like I haven't written in months (which is true, especially for anything whump) and like I have unlearned how to do this. But it's a good exercise, thank you ❤️ The whump meme, my humble offering under the cut. More Bloodweave here :)

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"That‘s not supposed to bend like that."

There's undoubtedly astonishment in Gale's voice, some concern too; but above all, and most annoyingly, curiosity. Naturally. Astarion emits an exasperated noise. 

"You would probably still find it interesting if my bone stuck out to wave at you," he returns sullenly. 

"Do you think that's possible?"

"Gale! Focus, darling. This is a cleric’s job. Preferably soon."

Even Gale, who can hardly take his eyes off Astarion's unusually crooked arm, can't help noticing that the vampire spawn doesn't exactly look pleased. The wizard has spent many thoughts wondering what advantages Astarion actually has from his transformation. Since he is constantly complaining, there can't be many. He may be undead, but that spares him neither hunger nor pain. 

"The bone must be broken," says Gale.

"Of course it is," Astarion replies, drawing out "of course" particularly long, rolling his eyes.  "Gods, you suck at survival skills. And you’re definitely not a cleric."

Gale lifts his brows. The only thing missing is Astarion waving a graceful hand and telling him to look for a healer. As if that wasn't what they've been doing for days, albeit for a very different reason. In his sad collection of despairs, whom he only calls "adventurers" in his most optimistic thoughts, there is actually a cleric. However, she is out collecting medicinal plants, possibly to replenish their meagre supply of healing potions later. Healing potions, all of which are currently in Shadowheart's pockets. Gale has none, and he has no idea what to do.

"At least we can say for sure that you won't die from it, right?"

His fake laughter dies away at Astarion's stare. The waves of guilt washing through Gale do not break. After all, it had been his idea to explore the old ruins. His idea to open the lid of an extraordinarily elaborately decorated tomb. Instead of pleasant burial objects such as gold, there had only been an angry and suddenly very lively corpse inside. In the end, they could be glad that this undead had only broken Astarion's arm and not his neck. They had escaped from this disgraceful adventure with a lot of luck and many bruises, but now…

"At least do some magic," Astarion grumbles, crouching on the ground of a semi-safe-looking hollow. 

"I'm honored that you obviously have a lot of faith in me, but you might have the wrong idea about the weave’s power if you think I can straighten arms with it."

Astarion throws his arms in the air. That is, he tries this gesture of despair, but forgets about his broken arm. Swearing, screaming, and a lot of moaning occurs. It's hard to say how much of it is real suffering. It looks real, his face is contorted in pain, but Astarion is a natural actor. In any case, it works, Gale immediately feels even guiltier. No healing potions, no cleric, and all his wisdom useless because he never gave a single thought to studying a healing spell. A fine leader he is. 

"I'm afraid we'll have to fall back on conventional methods until we get back to camp," he explains regretfully. 

"Conventional?" Astarion wrinkles his nose. "Namely which ones?"

"Well," Gale returns hesitantly, pensively tugging at his stubbly chin, "some kind of splint, I would say. With a branch, perhaps. And a noose. That should do the trick until we meet Shadowheart again."

"A branch?"  Astarion makes a face as if the wizard had suggested he take a mud bath in his best shirt. 

Above all, Gale recognizes, he looks like someone who has quickly become accustomed to the convenience of instant healing. Gale doesn't know much about the vampire spawn yet, but he has noticed some details already. There’s the way he sets up camp: exemplary on the outside, total chaos on the inside. The way he meets kindness with mistrust, and only adopts a nice tone when he thinks it will benefit him. The haunted glance. The scars. He doesn't tell much about the life he was torn from, but it can't have been a very good one. At the end of the day, he's just a spawn. That means there must be a master. And one thing is clear, Astarion hates pain like everyone else, but he is no stranger to it. 

"We're two hours away from camp," says Gale. "If we want to make it until nightfall, we have to leave soon. I'm sure you won't want to walk for two hours with your arm in this condition."

He points to the almost grotesquely twisted arm with a nod of his head. Astarion's gaze follows his, and he sighs. 

"Fine, then."

Gale claps his hands enthusiastically, exclaiming a cheerful "There you go", then he jumps up and immediately starts looking for a suitable twig. Neither of them are necessarily well equipped, be it to build a splint or even a noose. It's a strange life at the moment, with this ticking time bomb in their heads and the cultists breathing down their necks. They often resort to methods that Gale would have rejected as immoral in his previous life. Now he’s not sure whether he can ever go back to this life. Everything is unsure, and everyone has secrets, even Gale. He will soon have to confide his to someone. Surprisingly, Astarion doesn't seem the worst choice, even if he doesn't yet understand why he feels that way. But not today, not now. Now he has to splint an arm, and he has to look confident, not like a man who had a single lecture in naturopathy at university and dismissed it as useless. 

Astarion appears somewhat nervous as Gale approaches with the branch he has carefully trimmed with a knife. Perhaps the stick reminds the vampire too much of a stake. However, this procedure, which even Gale finds almost barbaric in view of the efficient use of healing spells demonstrated by Shadowheart, is painful in any case. 

"I'll be careful," he promises, but Astarion lets out a hoarse laugh. A strange sound, he’s usually so melodic in everything he utters. 

"I'm not a virgin," he says. 

"I'm sorry about that," Gale replies seriously, because it's clear what Astarion means, and it's quite sad to think about what getting used to pain implies. Only later does he realize the ambiguity of the spawn’s words, long after Astarion looks at him open-mouthed, at a loss for words for the first time. And much, much later, he realizes that Astarion hasn't experienced any real kindness, any real affection for a very long time. 

Pain, however, is a constant, and it can be a connection. Gale touches Astarion with a delicate grip, as if he is holding something fragile in his hands; and somehow this slender, pale arm is very delicate indeed. 

"I broke my arm when I was seven," he explains in a conversational tone.

"Really, Gale Dekarios fell off a tree? Hard to believe."

The mockery in Astarion's voice has no edge, and Gale is too good-natured to take offense anyway. Or too soft. 

"Not a tree. It's a less than glorious story... I practiced a spell from a book that was far beyond my abilities at the time. The spell backfired, and the force shattered my elbow like this."

He snaps his fingers and grins wryly. It's not easy taking care of Astarion's arm with a bunch of cloth (Gale's shirt, Astarion protested loudly when the wizard asked for his garment) and a branch, and it's clearly no fun for the spawn. Quickly, he goes on. 

"My mother summoned the best healer in all of Waterdeep in no time at all, and in addition to her justified reproaches, I had to consume foul-tasting potions for a week, to strengthen the repaired bone."

"For a whole week? My dear, you've let yourself be ripped off."

There's something strangely comforting in Astarion's mischievous gaze. 

"Done," says Gale, and Astarion looks at his arm in amazement. 

Something is working in him, it's clear, his astonishment is genuine. His words, on the other hand, are as dry as ever, he quickly catches on.

"Well, it still hurts," he says and struggles to get to his feet. 

"My apologies."

"No need, you can easily make up for it. Someone has to carry my stuff, right?"

"As long as you keep the true nature of our adventure a secret from our esteemed cleric."

Astarion tilts his head. "You're bargaining? Interesting. But I will have to provide some kind of explanation, won't I?"

"You'll think of something. But don't forget to mention the good care, provided by the humble wizard."

Despite the cheerful words, Astarion looks at Gale for quite a while, almost as if he wants to look behind his forehead. There is at least the tadpole, and its abilities are still uncanny to both of them. 

"I'll think about it," he says slowly. "It could have been worse. Just don't assume, that I will go on another mission like this with you alone, Gale of Waterdeep."

"We'll see," Gale replies, and this once, Astarion doesn't argue.

[skzoologist]

Hi, your memes are really funny and made me laugh and you sound pretty cool

anyway, based on something that happened to me today, I'd like to submit a request for Bae. (They sound cute to b e honest)

A crack one shot of Bae and whatever member(s) of your choosing having to endure the awkwardness of hearing other people fucking in the next room/upstairs.(I don't really want to violate your guidelines of no smut, so that's why I thought of crack)

Personally I think it would be a really funny atmosphere to work with, what with the cringe/smirk/blank faces and the squeaking of bed springs

word count: ~950

warnings: none, the boys are all just mortified and laughing at the other

genre: crack

a/n: Hey-ho! Thank you for being the first brave one to send a non-anon ask to my humble blog, and thank you for your kind words! I'm glad my memes made you laugh, that was my goal, and I will definitely make some more every chance I get. I'm also sorry you had to experience that, hopefully you didn't have to hear it again between you requesting and me replying. It's always awful to hear it, especially with friends over. But I finally wrote this (sadly based on my own experiences, so I feel you), and I hope it is what you wanted.

Please let me know if I left a warning or anything out, I will add it in! Reblogs, likes and feedback are greatly appreciated!

!I don't condone anyone stealing my work and posting it anywhere without my permission, or feeding it to AI!

!This is just fiction, my interpretation of Stray Kids. By no means is this how they are and how they behave in real life!

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Bae was tired.

Their band was on a tour, performing on the bright stage for hours, day after day. The atmosphere was always high, as if the air itself was filled with electricity, further amplified by the fans' shouting. But every member shared that same enthusiasm, shouting back and pouring their soul into their performances.

Of course, Bae was the same.

He always gave his best, no matter what. He lived and breathed for his fans, and in return, he got their support. They were what made him, well, him, the idol they all saw.

But he was so tired.

For once, he just wanted to sleep for a whole day, instead of rehearsing between every performance, even if it was just for a short minute.

That was why he immediately made a beeline for his hotel room the moment they arrived back, only a tired, lazy wave of his hand seen before he disappeared. No one stopped him, they all just mumbled out an equally exhausted goodbye to him in return.

As his feet reached the inside of the room, Bae took off his jumper -getting his arm stuck inside and huffing as a result- and shoes, just haphazardly throwing them onto the floor. He would put them away tomorrow, but he was just done with today.

Just as he was about to finally sit down on the bed after changing into some light nightwear, his lips pulled into a line as he remembered he had to do his nightly skin care routine. How he hated being an idol at that moment. Stupid needing to look good. Stupid jumper. Stupid cream that almost got into his eye. Agh!

With a final huff, he put the lid back on the tube, the last step of his routine finally done. After carding his hand through his hair in frustration, he sighed and dragged his tired body to the bed.

Even though he missed his own bed, this one looked just as inviting at that moment, if not even more.

The moment his head hit the pillow, it was empty, finally free from the endlessly circling questions inside. He was at peace, his exhausted body winding down and relaxing. It didn't take long for his consciousness to start slipping, going towards the land of dreams.

Until he heard a thud from above.

Well, whoever was above may have fallen down, who knew. So he let it go and went back to his journey to dreamland.

Until he heard another thud. Louder than the previous, followed by more questionable sounds.

'Maybe... maybe the person fell over again?' - Bae thought, his eyes having popped open and his brows furrowed in confusion.

He laid there, his ears honed onto any sound that came from above, even though a part of him didn't want to know what was happening there. But he didn't listen to that part, no, he was waiting in silence.

And then it happened. The thing he feared the most.

He heard a moan.

No matter how much he wanted to live his life in denial, he couldn't ignore the loud sounds coming from above. He tried shutting his eyes again, to try and sleep, even with a pillow tightly clutched to his ears, but nothing worked! So he just sat up, deep disgust and annoyance etched into his frail features, not knowing what to do. He might have brought his noise-cancelling headphones with him, but he wasn't sure where it was and he was too tired to search for it at that moment.

Bae didn't know how long he sat there for before light poured into his room, his door being opened by someone.

"Oh yea, Bae hyung can hear it too alright." - Felix commented, both amusement and pity on his face. "Oh my god, Hyung, your face!" - that was all the little squirrel could get out, before he doubled over in laughter, followed by Jeongin and Felix.

Bae simply stared at them, the lines on his face merely becoming more prominent. The three just laughed for a few minutes, Felix being the one who recovered the fastest and going to Bae's side. The other two soon followed, piling on top of Bae's bed and leaning on the male.

They were all quiet, which, in itself was a miracle, because if Bae knew anything about his band members, he knew they weren't quiet. Ever.

With a quick glance at them all, he could tell they felt just as awkward as him. Based on what Lix had said, all of them'd heard the sounds of the tango from above, preventing them from sleeping. That was why they seeked the other out, but it was still... awkward, to be in the other's presence, in the current situation.

Nobody said much, besides a few sentences of basic small talk.

So they sat there, in their own silence, grimacing -it would have been hilarious, had it not been for the squeaking and moaning-, until a particularly loud sound could be heard and something in Bae snapped. He took in a big breath and quietly cleared his throat.

"How about we go and take a walk around the hotel? We can check their buffet, like you wanted in the morning, Lixie." - at his gentle, deep voice, everyone startled a bit, used to the silence.

But soon their expressions brightened, an excited sunshine incarnate dragging Jisung -who was the closest to him- along out the door with frightening speed.

"Dal hyung, your favouritism is showing." - Jeongin cheekily commented, running away before Bae could even process what just happened. "Yah, Innie, you lying little menace, stop running so fast!"

[asterhaze]

✨Nearly 30 • All Pronouns OK • Sapphic✨

You've probably come here after I liked half your blog and then followed you to see if I'm insane, a bot, or have no life. Unfortunately for the universe, I am insane, have no life, and possess extreme freak privileges on the internet. I am very friendly, love being tagged or asked things, write, and art occasionally. Please feel free to message me.

I write:

Horror for children, horror for YA, and mature horror.

Vampires, Demons, Fair Folk, and Stinky Humans oh my!

Old protagonists, people of color, LGBT+ characters, neurodivergent characters, and healthy romantic relationships when appropriate.

My Kofi

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About

A series that follows Glen, the vampire heir to the Sunniva kindred, after he returns from the Tiletsu Clan a broken and different person. Battling against the traumatic memories of his centuries long past, the impatience of his immortal kind, and the temper of a demon lord, Glen finds that the choices he made when he was barely immortal are coming back to haunt him and threaten the very existence of vampires altogether. Are vampires worth saving? If vampires are ultimately more dangerous and powerful humans, is humanity worth protecting?

Genre

Horror • Supernatural • Adult • LGBTQIA+

TW/CW

Death • Grief • Mental Illness • Abuse

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Read below to see a breakdown of the three most important characters in Masterpiece.

Characters

Willow William Sean Frederick Widower Quin Lucian

Glen

"Just call me whatever you like."

Just so we're not all confused, I think we should call him Glen. Lovingly nicknamed The Stupid Sexy Vampire on this blog, Glen is the heir to the Sunniva kindred and the main character in this series. He's a lovable, funny, and charming guy that is haunted by his past decisions and the deaths of his friends and family. The whole package, really.

Pansexual • Cis • Neurodivergent

Tags: Glen the vampire • masterpiece Glen

Dr. Vladimir Hayes

"Is there a problem with an incubus that knows everything? Should I have found a succubus instead?”

A fearless human psychiatrist that is fiercely dedicated to his patients, both human and otherwise, that no one wants for an enemy. Hiding in plain sight, Vlad seems to be able to figure out anything that catches his interest. When he is mistaken for someone he is not, Glen and Vlad's paths cross and are interconnected throughout the rest of the series. Someone else as well dressed and handsome as Vlad, who knew?

LGBT • Cis • Possessed

Tags: masterpiece Vlad • dr vladimir hayes

Ska

"I should throw you into the light of day."

A demon lord that takes an immediate interest in Glen after his return from the Tiletsu Clan and swears to teach Glen's kindred a lesson for an unknown transgression. Does he want Glen to recover just to tear him down again? What has the Sunniva done to anger such a powerful demon? Is there anything Glen can do?

Homosexual • Trans • OC Sexypants Award Winner

Tags: ska the demon • masterpiece ska

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@outpost51

I do have sensitivity writers for Masterpiece and my other projects since many of my characters are LGBT. Currently, I have sensitivity checkers to look over non-binary characters, trans (FtM) characters, twins, and sapphic characters. If you'd like to help, please feel free to ask!

(Re-joined Tumblr Dec 6th 2023)

[tagedeszorns]

I can't believe I'm doing this ...

I found this neat nugget on my doorstep.

Edit: At this post, to be precise. Just for context.

Well, @beril66. Okay. Normally I'm the nice explainer-bear in this part of the woods, answering even the strangest questions in a friendly and detailed way. Normally I'm the damned Credible Hulk who even feeds trolls with lore until they are round and peaceful or at least waddle away into the wilderness again after the winter feeding to survive the frost period …

But this … this is beyond my boiling point!

Listen, you clown - you come traipsing into my blog, obviously didn't even bother to look at the last three posts, obviously don't even know who Saqqara is and therefore don't see the irony behind letting a diabolist explain the world - and instead of just keeping yourself nice and closed, you throw up something like your comments on my living room carpet? What went wrong in your childhood?

But you know what? I just can't help it. I should end this text here, block you back under your bridge and go back to drawing naked Astartes. But instead, once again, I can't get out of my skin and feel the urge to reply.

I can't say now that you give me much to work with. Nothing but "No, it's not like that, I think it's great and you're stupid". That's not exactly the level at which I usually discuss Warhammer - but I'll make it work.

So: If you had looked at my blog even superficially you would know that I like TTS. I am therefore looking at it with a very friendly eye. The fact that I'm not upset about the portrayal of my absolute favourite characters Lucius and Fabius should give you the additional hint that I have no problem at all with something I like being made fun of. But I am not wearing the ultimate fanboy-blinders and am able to keep my distance and can therefore say that I do not find both Magnus and Dorn portrayed "in character". Extensively readable in the Heresy novels (for Dorn and Magnus, by the way, many of the characterisation gems here can be found in the later anthologies. Which explains a lot of the mistakes in TTS, as not much of it had been released yet when they started their project and set the characters. So the creators couldn't know any better. The fact that angry fans are now shitting their incendiary speeches at my feet here is of course then rather unreflective. But I can't blame Alfabusa and the team for that. You don't choose your fans). That you conclude from this that I think the Emperor is great and am humourless is in itself extremely amusing. But you're probably right.

He's the best. I aspire to be like him. Also, please educate yourself about the difference between "well written" and "being a good guy". Because the Emperor is well written in a lot of cases, he just isn't a good guy.

For me, TTS is not the problem. It's people like you who obviously don't want to delve further into the subject matter, but turn memes into canon. No one needs to have read every scrap of lore. I myself am very selective in what I read and I know far too little. Learning new things, changing my mind accordingly - that's a big part of the fun I have in fandom. I allow myself the luxury of challenging my fan-ness with books and opinions that don't line up with mine. At best, I'm even wrong and can add something new to my private Warhammer treasure chest.

I recommend you do the same. Don't stop where you are, read the books. Realise that, contrary to what you seem to believe at the moment, they are not humourless and unreflective, but on the contrary have wit and irony in many shades (quite a few of those shades are called "sledgehammer", but that counts too!).

Now that was severely abbreviated, but I'm tired of it.

Run, little troll! Run, you are free!

[eusuchia]

sorry to the anon but I couldn't figure out how to edit my answer once it was in my drafts (great website).

the question was (badly paraphrasing) shouldn't we try to preserve the livelihoods of ceramicists and weavers too? and instead of saying 'mass production already killed this industry, and it will happen to others,' try to save more art from it?

basically yes! deskilling due to industrial capitalism sucks and mass production makes commodity fetishism infinitely worse. I think it's important to preserve craft knowledge and don't think we should just cede everything to industrialization, but that feeling isn't going to shift industrial trends -- only industrial action will do that. for what it's worth, it's really annoying to hear 'just unionize!' as an artist, when many, like me, are self-employed/freelance, and without sudden mass interest in some kind of low-entry-requirement sectoral guild, are not very unionizable because we don't have workplaces in the traditional sense. but by sheer numbers a lot of the job loss to AI would be corporate-level, I think, and there's more potential for people employed by like, marvel, to actually do something significant about the use of AI, than for individual customers trying to throw their weight around by buying or boycotting. I'm happy to get proved wrong here by some targeted mass boycott campaign, but I'm not holding my breath.

on a personal level I regularly spend money on handmade ceramics, fiber arts, and original art commissions both physical and digital because I find them valuable and beautiful. but I also use my IKEA plates and print-on-demand t-shirts, functionally devaluing those crafts. no amount of hypothetical discourse shaming me for 'stealing from working craftsmen' would really change that due to the economic realities. (tangentially, I don't use AI as a stand-in for commissioned art because they are not at all interchangeable to me.)

broadly though, isn't every kind of automation 'taking a livelihood' from someone in theory? my original reply to metamatar's post was basically asking where you draw the line. digital printing is taking the work of typesetters and sign painters, canva presets are taking the work of graphic designers, slip casting is taking the work of ceramicists. yet those trades still exist, and if anything I think their creative horizons are a little wider when the drudgery of the industry is taken up by machines. I know that's paltry compensation for a vanishing job market under capitalism, but isn't it a good thing when ceramicists and weavers are free to explore their ideas and not confined to backbreaking work of making the same bowls or yards of tweed for years on end? (especially in The Good Society with robust social protection that we should all be fighting for anyway)

there can be different use cases for these things (artisanal vs mass produced) and one use doesn't mean 1:1 something is being stolen from the other. personally I'm never going to pay someone to render my likeness instead of taking a photo; the money that's being 'lost' by a realism portrait artist there is purely hypothetical. same for when people get mad about others generating AI art for fun. 'you could have paid an artist for this [generated meme in the style of hr giger]' ok but they weren't going to and you can't make them.

I think people are unthinkingly flattening all kinds of creative labour when they talk about what might happen with AI. to start with, people are often talking about the job market of the first world/imperial core/etc despite the huge amounts of creative labour in/outsourced to other countries. but wherever you want to apply AI -- I don't think boutique client-based work is ever going to vanish, because the stuff that AI can do well is limited to certain types of digital illustration and animation, and you need human, creative problem-solving for new creative work, even on industrial levels with lots of automating tools in the workflow. art directors with good sense can see that. big name editorial illustrators are going to remain big name editorial illustrators. etc. (tbh, I think even the stuff AI is 'good at' looks dogshit a lot of the time, hence my disinterest in it, but that's a personal valuation and has no economic bearing.)

I'm not saying there's nothing to worry about, especially because managers and execs are often stupid and have bad taste and want to 'incorporate AI' when it makes no fucking sense, and would gladly thin out their staff for any reason. but that is ultimately a labour problem and not an artistic one.

[iobartach]

guidelines

hello there! 👋

Mun is 30+ years old / irish / GMT+0 timezone; call me nix! I track the #iobartach tag

i work a full-time job, soooo real life will take priority over tumblr'ing at all times. hence, it will mean that thread replies will be slow. like, a few weeks slow, so sorry in advance about that!

this blog will feature my own take on miguel o'hara, and is inspired by both the across the spider-verse film and the 2099 comics! i also draw influence from the usual scifi / dystopian things; bladerunner, cyberpunk 2076, altered carbon to name a few, so if there's anything you'd like to know or clarify, feel free to reach out!

i would also like it to be known that my version of miguel is not here to be either an instant ship or a punching bag. i understand the appeal and the temptation, and that, particularly in the across the spider-verse movie, he's coded as the antagonist, but please don't assume he's here for automatic smut, or to be hated on or humiliated by your characters! thank you!

mun has no triggers; is open to rping just about anything but smut!

shipping? ehhhhhhhh we’ll seeee :’) i'm kinda the type to ease into that stuff, if at all. friendships tho? enemies? 👀 sign me uppp for such plots!

not mutually exclusive! And aye, i'm all for following and interacting with other miguels out there!

given the nature of this muse (read; freaky half-spider lad), themes of body horror and experimentation will crop up from time to time, but i try my best to put such darker stuff under read mores & attach 'tw'/trigger tags on it

i absolutely adore crossovers of all types! i would be delighted to throw miguel at you!

will rp with canons & oc’s!

asks! memes! the whole lot! i absolutely adore writing up things based on them! most of the time i tend to answer asks in their own posts, as i make the assumption that folks may want to continue them in a thread, so feel free to reblog anything i've answered that i've tagged you in, if you'd like to keep on going!

same goes for sending in memes; absolutely feel free to browse through my meme prompts tag and send in anything you like! the memes i reblog don't have 'expiry' times, so if you see some prompt you are tempted to use, go for it!

and ditto if you would ever like to randomly interact; i loooove receiving just random asks with a bit of context to them <3

where possible ... pleeeease reblog memes and art / musings / etc posts from the source? it's beginning to get rather frustrating when i see people i haven't even said two words to yet just yoink a post off me 😅

lastly, i get it that sometimes things just don't work out between muns and muses, and that's okay!!! life happens! i'm completely fine with it, won't even hold it against ya. but, if at all possible, can i invite you to approach me with why you're blocking me first, instead of just doing it out of the blue? i'm aware there can be valid reasons, but i am here and willing to listen. cheers :')

and if you're in the business of repeatedly softblocking, feel free to just block me instead. i won't make a habit of chasing after folks like that, or have my time be wasted, without any explanation(s) provided. thank you. 👍

We're here for a good time Not a long time (not a long time) So have a good time The sun can't shine every day

[resolutepath]

three prompts from the “be honest” meme.

2. Are aesthetics important to you? If they are, why?

No, absolutely not. I make my icons from screencaps and MS Paint when I can be bothered. My borders are made on MS Paint. The higher quality stuff (promo, blog header) was generally all made by merlin and I can claim none of the credit, it is a wonderful friend to me. The only aesthetics I care about are a well organised tag system and blog directory. I want things that are easy to find, and easy to block for others. I'm pretty simple on the formatting too: small text, bold for speech, italics for thoughts / emphasis.

17. Have you ever sent a message to yourself on anon? Why?

Yes, once or twice in the past because I've accidentally deleted an ask I wanted to reply to with a click happy finger dksfhksdfh. Fortunately I remembered the sentence prompt it was so sent it to myself with a URL attached and then sighed at myself a lot. I've also sent myself inbox messages in the past to remind myself to write a hc I've been thinking about but those aren't on anon.

25. Are you open to duplicates? Why / why not?

For the most part, it is a resounding yes. Generally it's mostly because I have a ton of other muses and there's definitely someone I can throw your way. For example if you write Childe too, well I have multiple Harbingers I can bring off the roster. I also enjoy exploring connections from both perspectives, e.g. I write both Diluc and Kaeya and I enjoy writing with Dilucs and Kaeyas to drill down into that dynamic and see it from multiple sides so generally I'm quite happy to write with your version too. I also enjoy the nuance of interpretation and seeing what resonates with us about the same character. I'm always happy to come up with situations where our muses would feature in duplicate, be it the classic twin au, or using something from canon to put two of the same muse together e.g. Dan Heng & Dan Feng if someone wanted to explore or a past / future version, alternative timelines aka if we went back to that key moment and I did this instead of what you did this is what you'd have become lets chat kind of aus - easiest example is my Stellaron Hunter Gepard AU over on his blog. The only exception to this are characters like Elio and Diamond. Characters that come from mere scraps of information, and particularly with Elio, I've put my whole heart and soul into building up, joining the pieces, drawing on influences, working out where I stand. Because I've put so much into them and I just can't see them any other way. I ultimately will accept there's another way (canon) but for now I'd prefer not to interact someone else's version there.

[secretxxpaladaiseu]

MAJOR CHANGES TO THIS BLOG

So this might get lengthy, but I promise everything I'm writing here is very important. So I do ask that you read it.

Apple and Yeong are on hiatus. I've gotten to where I don't enjoy writing them nearly as much anymore, and so threads with them are going to be absolutely insanely selective. Basically, the ideas I had in mind for them just aren't working and I don't have passion for them at the moment. It is what it is, and I apologize to everyone who was interacting with them. This means that memes directed towards them more than likely are going to go unanswered.

If there hasn't been a thread reply in a month, I'm considering it dropped. It doesn't matter who's turn it was to reply, I've just realized if it's taking that long to get a response, even from the busiest of people, then there just isn't any interest anymore. Either you've lost interest, or I've lost interest. It doesn't mean the ship itself is dropped, because that may not be the case. It just means interest somewhere has been lost, and that's how I'm interpreting it. I've gotten an idea of how my partners respond, and even at the slowest I can usually get one or two replies from them within a month. Though, most of my threads have been dormant for much longer than that.

My replies in general are going to be a lot more selective, as well as who I choose to write starters for. I do my best to go over blogs that I haven't followed, and I'll keep doing that. So if I don't write you a starter, it means that I'm not interested in interacting. It's not going to matter how many times you like a starter call, I'm not going to magically be interested. I want interactions, I would LOVE to have more interactions I can actually enjoy instead of forcing myself to do them, but sometimes there's people I just can't see myself getting along with in terms of writing.

I do have a page linked that's a list of plot ideas I have for my muses, and I would seriously love to do some of them. Actually do some of them, but I'm also very open to plotting out something else entirely with people. If you have an idea you think could work, feel free to send me a message.

I know I'm coming off sounding like a bitch with this post, but it's because I'm starting to get a bit disheartened honestly. There are stories and such to my muses, what shapes them into something more than just some Kpop faceclaim and it's feeling more and more like that doesn't matter. They're cute, so let's interact and vaguely toss in the story. I feel like with so much that I'm almost forcing my characters story into the RP, when that shouldn't be the case because it's their existence. I don't throw characters into the void just because I want to use a faceclaim. It can take me hours to days to find a proper faceclaim for the character I have in mind that I'm wanting to create. Which means that not every story is meant to be this happy-go-lucky, everything's perfect world. Yes, I know RP is meant to be an escape, and not everyone has the same escape. However, I love writing. I create these characters with so much more to them in mind, and so far 90% of it's just gone to waste. Which is what's led to Yeong and Apple being put on hiatus. They're popular, which is great, but it's also like...I'm just not doing anything with them. Yeah, there's threads and stuff, but I'm not doing anything with them. YES, that is partially my responsibility. It's absolutely my responsibility, and that's why I'm just not going to use them except in very selective interactions.

Okay, I'm done with the melodramatic shit now.

I did add another character, along with plots on the plot page. Hopefully. If I was able to edit the post properly. It's also been recently reblogged with Jisun's additions though.

[caparrucia]

17 and/or 18 for writer ask meme, please?

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

So glitter and gold started as a prompt response to @garbria, and in the replies to that post we started bouncing ideas and then I realized the idea of a fake dating AU would be hilarious. But I wanted to do a fake dating AU where the issue is not miscommunication, but kind of the opposite. Over communication. And also for the fake dating to have stakes but not the usual fare that comes with a bit of betrayal or hurt.

And I wanted to write a comedy, just something lighthearted and fun, and so the final prompt was: fake dating AU, where Nyx volunteers to be Cor's lover to get Cor out of hot water, but where no one actually believes them, while they go extra hard into it. So now Nyx and Cor have this very complicated story they've sold themselves on, but the people they're trying to con (Regis and Sylvia) have seen through them since day one, and are instead popcorn-gif-ing at the shenanigans.

The fun is the fact they're so well matched and they're very in love with each other but privately doing the song and dance about how much the other likes them and if the other is interested in like... long term relationship, as opposed to the fun back and forth of their con. And like, everyone around them can see the obvious resolution, but they've got hangups and their own stuff to work through.

And then I just keep throwing shit at them because it's fun.

Like, I didn't need to do the worldbuilding for it, but like. Why not? Why not a new world with new rules and new shenanigans? Why not a Cor that's actually a LC and then what that would mean for the world? Why not add an entire massive subplot about magic and the gods and what's going on in the world? It's a brand new romantic comedy about Cor and Nyx and their idiot life choices, written by me, why the hell not.

So there we are, bits and pieces have been shared but I don't want to spoil what's coming. I'm having a lot of fun for it! :D

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

So this is an awful passage to choose but I think it's something a lot of people missed? And it's one of my favorite bits of characterization in the sun is out, and how it anchors Cor and shows his connection to Aulea:

Specifically, Cor declaring that he's "decided" on the answer, regardless of what the actual answer is. It's the kind of nonsensical thing you don't really expect from him. He's so solid and composed and generally agreeable. Cor is very chill throughout the sun is out, he makes a point to not get ruffled or angry. And when he is, he's very clear on why he's upset.

So this blindsides Nyx, because the whole fight over Nyx's stasis is very... it's not fun. It hurts and it's awkward and it's a solid mess. But I wanted to highlight that bit, because I wanted to show what Cor is like, when he's pushed into a corner and he's lashing out: and what he is, is basically Aulea. He treats Nyx the same way Aulea treated him, because Aulea is still the measuring stick he uses to figure out the world, and when he encounters something he can't deal with, he legitimately regresses into that dynamic, toxic as it was.

Here's Aulea's version of it:

"I've decided" is the code phrase: it means taking agency from the other and setting the rules and refusing to negotiate. It's deeply, profoundly fucked up. Cor knows, viscerally, how upsetting it is to be on the receiving end of that.

But Nyx has accidentally triggered him and basically set his PTSD on fire without meaning to - Nyx asked him to kill him, or at least try, and Cor thought he was over Aulea, he really did, and then he remembers she asked him to kill her to, in a way, only she didn't have the decency to tell him doing what he did was going to kill her, until he was done, and welp.

Welp.

It's a very vulnerable moment, for Cor, it's the closest to shattering Cor has been in the entire series. And I love that Nyx snarls and hisses and doesn't bend to it, not the way Cor did to Aulea, when she did it to him. If Prompto hadn't been hurt, they'd have been in a very precarious situation, but Prompto being hurt reminded them both, viscerally, that they're in it together, and therefore allowed them to put their feelings on hold until they were sure their son was fine. That reminded them of their priorities and the larger picture and allowed the feelings to soften somewhat.

Without that buffer, though? Oh, they would have fought horribly and possibly split up for a while before they cooled down and figured out how to reconcile, but it would have been fairly painful, because they're in the space where they'd be saying things they probably don't really mean, but they're hurt and triggered and frothing about it.

It's such a big thing for them to survive, together, that everything that comes after is just "I mean, we survived that, anything else is child's play." I had a tremendous amount of fun mapping out that fight. :D

[serandipity]

This is an indie multi muse rp blog for muses from the Legend of Zelda, Harvest Moon, Rune Factory, Final Fantasy, F.ire Emblem, and guest starring a few OC's penned by Serenade or Sera. OC friendly, crossover friendly, but slow replies ahoy.

Current Counts

Drafts: 66 Starters owed: 0 Queued: 3

Muse List + Doc : Here Interest Tracker Thread tracker - To check if your thread is currently in queue go to the top and click 'show currently queued threads'. This will list threads currently sitting in my queue. Please note: this list only says that a thread is in the queue, not when it will pop up. If you would like your thread to post sooner please reach out to me.

Shipping Interest Tracker. Associated with: @agloryofuniicorns

Followed for a specific muse and don't want to see the others? Totally understandable! My tagging system for muses is muse: '[c.haracter name]' so just add that to your filter list and the posts should be filtered to keep your dash clean!

fandoms are tagged as fandom: [n.ame of f.andom]. Dots included. This is to keep things out of the main tags

my art is tagged as doodle book [m.use name] other art reblogged is tagged as portraits: [m.use name]

the little lady that appears in the promo image is Starlette Teaflower, a fun little oc of mine who is a muse on the blog. c:

I typically write at work and then dump what I have end if day. You are most likely to get posts from me after 11pm EST. How many posts go out really revolves around how busy work was. If I’m not at work I’m probably not writing cause I’m hanging out with Benji Mobile Friendly Muse List + Rules under the cut

001. I am mutuals only, but I’m not super picky over who I follow. I don’t usually follow first, but I am trying to follow more people. If I follow you, assume I wish to write with you in some capacity. 002 .I will only write with people who are 18+. I do not want minors interacting with my posts or with me at all. I was a teacher for 5+ years and I am uninterested in curating my private space for minors the way I had to curate my professional space. I will hard block you if you’re a minor 003. Treat me the same way you’d want to be treated. Do not push for a ship, do not push for me to reply, do not god mode, etc etc. I feel I really don’t have to spell most of this out because this should all be basic RP etiquette already. 

I don’t really care if you reblog memes or images from me. I will sometimes post my own personal art. If you like it or it is relevant to your blog, you are free to reblog it.

If I reblog something from you like a meme or something and you find you want me to reblog from source instead let me know. I try to do that but I’m mobile a lot and sometimes I honestly just forget

004. I write at work most of the time, and am not on tumblr on my days off. This can mean there are days where I am not writing depending on how busy work is. I have a thread tracker to check if I have replied to something and it’s usually* up to date

*sometimes it is not and if it is not please feel free to dm me and ask.

005. My three muse classifications are Available, Request Only, and Private.

AVAILABLE muses can be written with anyone and I will be comfortable tossing them at you without request.

REQUEST ONLY is what it implies; they have to be requested. This is either due to my muse/grasp of the character being lesser, or the character being of Dubious Quality. You don’t have to hesitate to request it, however. If you express interest in it privately to me I will gladly throw a request only muse into your ask box for meme’s

PRIVATE means the muse is being written for someone specific. Likely this is Benji. Do not request a private muse unless we have become friends and you are friends with Benji as well. 

006. Please leave fandom drama at the door!

Some of the fandoms I write in are notorious for having… contentious views over specific characters, and I do not wish to partake in this. I like my muses, I like writing them, and I will continue to write them. Additionally, I will be writing darker topics (they all will be tagged and under readmores).

If you feel the need to police me for my muses or for the content that I write, I will block you. 007. With the exception of a few, most muses are written as being over 18. This includes muses who may not be canonically that age, but will be with time. All interactions with them being over 18 are set after their canon events. If this bothers you, do not follow me. 008. While I feel I’m not slow, I tend to have a lot of interactions and I will always prioritize my friends over others. This does not mean I do not want to write with you, but you will likely see some partners receiving replies daily while you receive a reply once every few weeks. This is another case of ‘if this bothers you, do not follow me’.

On this note, I also only would like to follow blogs I am actively writing with. If we do not have a meaningful thread after 2-3 months, I will unfollow. 009. I adore shipping and will be posting a shipping call on my actual blog that will detail my guidelines in more detail. But, to suffice - unless a muse is private (or under the age of 18), consider them shippable! All muses can assumed to be bisexual Muse list below:

F.inal F.antasy -E.renville - F.F14 - Request -E.stinien - F.F14 - Available -R.yne - F.F14 - Available -V.enat - F.F14 - Request -K.oana - F.F14 - Request -I.sabella ( the Dame) - FF16 - Available - M.id - F.F16 - Request -S.leipnir - F.F16 - Request -C.id - F.F16 - Available - D.ion - F.F16 - Available - I.gnis - F.F15 - Request - P.rompto - F.F15 - Request -G.entiana - F.F15 - Request - A.ranea - F.F15 - Request F.ire E.mblem - D.orothea - F.E3H - Available - H.ubert - F.E3H - Private - F.elix - F.E3H - Available - M.arianne - F.E3H -Request -B.ernadetta - F.E3h - Request -S.ylvain - F.E3H - Request -M!B.yleth - canon divergent / au based - Request -J.eralt - F.E3H - Request -F.layn - F.E3H - Request - R.hea - F.E3H - Request - C.laude - F.E3H - PRIVATE - I.vy - F.E E.ngage - Request - H.ortensia - FE Engage - Request - V.eyle - F.E E.ngage - Request -C.eline - F.E E.ngage - Request -M!Alear - F.E E.ngage - Request

H.arvest M.oon P.opuri - H.arvest Moon 64/ FomT - Available K.aren - H.arvest Moon 64/ FomT - Available E.lli - H.arvest Moon 64/ FomT - Available M.ary - H.arvest Moon 64/ FomT - Available S.kye - H.arvest Moon DS Cute - Request H.arvest K.ing - H.arvest M.oon A.nimal P.arade - Request W.izard - H.arvest M.oon A.nimal P.arade - Request C.andace - H.arvest M.oon A.nimal P.arade M.atthew - S.tory of S.easons A W.onderful L.ife - Request N.ami - S.tory of S.easons A W.onderful L.ife - Request N.ikolai - H.arvest Moon W.inds of A.nthos - Request K.ingdom H.earts A.qua - B.BS / K.H3 - Request

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[sonorous-eisfyl]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.

REPOST DO NOT REBLOG !!

NAME: Little Ghost / Lost Kin or Modzutsune

PRONOUNS : They/Them

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : DMs, or over Discord

NAME OF MUSE(s) : Frosting (Monster Hunter)

BEST EXPERIENCE : Throw a DM my way! I write best when I know at least a vague overview of what we're going to be writing (what do they do overall? whats their relationship? where is this located?) I get highly anxious when it comes to communicating with new partners due to past experiences feeling as if all my rp mutuals never really seemed to care about my muse as much as I did theirs. I tend to also get rambly at times- but my ideas generating part can be quite lacking at worse. If I get an idea, I'll tell you for sure! But if I don't I usually avoid reaching out until I do. So, uh, sorry

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : One liners to a (even small) paragraph of text for the most part- I'm just not able to work with that little of information (being less than 3 sentences! i still try to write but if i have to little i'll let you know!)

MUSE PREFERENCES: Honestly I couldn't tell you

PLOTS OR MEMES : I love both!

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : I try to match length when possible, but generally tend to lean toward longer replies- though my shortest is roughly 2-3 paragraphs of a few sentences

BEST TIME TO WRITE : Mostly when I don't have anything for the day! As of writing I'm trying to get a job, so that free time might get cut down a little bit soon enough. I have to be fully focused on my task, otherwise I write things that probably don't make a lot of sense

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : It's complicated. Not something I mind telling any curious enough to know but not something I really feel like explicitly stating out beyond casual mentions of. It's nothing bad, just something I rather tell people I trust a bit instead of strangers

tagged: i stole it tagging: steal it from me

[gamerwoo]

I have a fun question. Who in Seventeen Imprinted Universe do you think is the driest texter with their mates?

I feel like everyone will say Jihoon cause he’s quiet. But my bro is quiet and his use of gif’s would surprise people.

(honestly i feel like eunmi is drier than jihoon lmao)

here's my least dry to most dry list:

least dry texter

soonyoung -- constantly sending memes or photos because "this reminded me of you". will send multiple texts for different sentences but it's okay because rini does the same

mingyu -- another text spammer instead of just sending one whole text but he craves bomi's attention. unlike rini she's always like "DUDE JUST SEND ONE TEXT USE PUNCTUATION". he doesn't listen. will even text her if she's across the room

seokmin -- super animated in his replies. doesn't use a lot of memes or anything but a master of emoji use. always asking how yerin's day is and how she's doing and stuff. loves asking questions about her feelings and what she's doing

seungkwan: very active texter and loves using stickers. likes to double text but will start getting annoyed if other people do it to him (except with luna, of course)

jun -- will randomly send a cute sticker whenever he wants attention (which is often) and loves to use stickers and emojis in his replies

joshua -- texts jaehee pretty often and both of them like sending memes back and forth

chan -- basically the same boat as josh

wonwoo -- very to the point in all of his texts and doesn't often use a lot of memes or emojis or stickers. but he does text often and always makes sure to reply to faye. literally always has to have the last text because he doesn't want her to feel ignored

hansol -- him and kira may not text often but when they do, it's only in memes and stickers so at least it's never boring

jihoon -- like hansol, he doesn't text often but he secretly has the second best meme stash in the house out of the guys

seungcheol -- him and juri don't text super often throughout the day. he tries to throw in cute emojis though so his texts aren't super dry

jeonghan -- he's up aya's ass but he's such a dry texter. his replies are always short because he'd rather facetime or he just texts her to go to him so he can be with her physically. his texts are also usually about himself and how much he misses her and how much he hates class/work/everything lmao

minghao -- such a boring texter. it's almost painful to text him. he will occassionally send a random ass meme video to yoona though and she's like "where tf did this come from???"

most dry texter

[salt-volk]

i've never had much energy for typing paragraphs, ngl, so i'ma try to keep this short and not accidentally say something stupid. first of all, i appreciate your sincerity... buuut your condescension could use some work. for you to assume me ignorant, which is itself out of ignorance, is pretty hypocritical of you, especially while you are condemning the same ignorance in your post. "marginalized people" as if i don't know? you don't know my life, homie, you have no clue what kind of 'oppression' and 'marginalization' i've experienced.

you're not gonna agree with me on this i'm sure, but throwing around the term 'dogwhistle' on the internet is the dumbest shit. to ASSUME someone is a crackhead extremist without any REAL evidence is MESSED UP. you wanna ostracize and condemn someone for making a pop-culture reference when you yourself didn't originally know what people were upset about either? bruh. that type of shit can fuck someone up. why not... i don't know, ASK if you're curious???

it is important to deal with bad people i.e. murderers, ACTUAL REAL pedos, abusers, etc. that's the point of a justice system, but the jumping to conclusions like this is insane. not cool. it's like the 'that escalated quickly' meme, except you're fucking with peoples' self worth and in some cases their livelihood.

i didn't accuse anyone of anything, i'm making an observation. it was poorly worded, but man. i am. tired. are you SERIOUSLY telling me that someone going behind my back and starting shit about me is a victim? dude. what. the fact that you can even entertain that thought is insane to me.

been here before, this is online bullying. i don't care how you justify it, it is what it is AND i know i'm not the only one. that's why i messaged you, not to "defend myself". right now, i'm messaging you kinda hoping you might take your own advice and LISTEN. society as a whole uses cancel culture as a crutch and it's fucked up. you gotta stop. you ARE NOT PROTECTING ANYONE. you are hurting people.

-which leads into your next point. yeah, you guys are attacking me. i say "you guys" because YOU did participate. i can feel the judgement from AAAALL THE WAY over here. and... then you go and ASSUME i must have 'responded' to something in some way that warranted this? i grew up in abuse, this is too fucking familiar. don't do this shit. what you are promoting is not self awareness, it is mob mentality and bullying.

i like the matrix. what the fuck. i never imagined anyone would notice the little note i left for myself on my page, nevermind the drama. it's disgusting and pathetic, do you guys not have hobbies? we could've had a moment of appreciating a cool movie, but instead it turned into a mini online struggle session. tl;dr you gang up on someone, accuse them of some crazy shit, and then avoid responsibility by framing yourselves as victims in your own minds. you assume that anyone who doesn't conform to your standards of behavior is not worth kindness. this is not what 'community' is supposed to be like. i'm not "open to learning" about the sick ways that people justify this behavior and i do not care who i ideologically offended. please, grow a spine or better yet some real empathy.

nvm keeping it short, i guess i failed. oh well. i'm not prepared for anyone to WANT to have a reasonable conversation. i'd be delighted for you to prove me wrong. there's a character limit on asks, so i'm putting this in submissions. feel free to msg me on dv where i am contractually obligated to not curse

i didn't see that there were so many replies to the first thing i sent. i wish all of you could understand the gravity of what you're doing. to the mod, i hope you are doing ok despite all the drama and sudden political bullshit. what you wrote me was difficult to read and i stand by the submission i sent, but i really wish you the best. i liked the chicken ask, that was funny.