#( whooo cares if someone is writing with someone else more than another person?? )

[r1pleys]

does the rpc know it's possible to use the anon feature for something besides sending hate ?

[prettyboyporter]

Comment tag game!

Share (excerpts from) 5 of your favorite comments you got on your fics (etc) this year and tag some friends!

I was tagged on this ages ago by @klayr-de-gall , @kingsandsaints , and @thelittlestgremlin and never got around to doing this, and it took me so long because I knew it would be VERY HARD for me to pick only 5 comments that mean a lot to me. As content creators know, comments are AMAZING GIFTS given by readers when they want to publicly state what they liked about a fic and seriously make creators feel validated and like what they do is worthwhile. It’s FUEL and I love every single comment I’ve received.  So, in no particular order, here are MORE THAN FIVE. I literally could not narrow it down to five:

From @missroserose on Slippery When Wet:

I'm sure a bunch of people have commented on this bit already, but I don't even care. It's amazing. It killed me. I'm dead and it's all because you're amazing. <3

Ambrosia was referring to a Billy’s first kiss with Steve, a moment I’d described using extended sound/musical metaphors, and I really appreciated that she’d copy/pasted that bit to outline as a favorite as it was a part I was particularly proud of writing. 

From @lynn76 on Slippery When Wet: 

This is so great- it reads like a dream come true, like I could see it happening like a movie. I wish I could be a director and make a movie of it. Love, love it! I'm gonna comment again with favorite lines AFTER I sleep! Thank you again, for all your hard work, Tracy.

To know that the person for whom I’d written the fic really enjoyed it means everything. 

From Manniface on ao3 on Boldly Go: 

I love all of this and want 4 seasons if a TV show.

I WANT FOUR SEASONS OF A TV SHOW OF MY OWN FIC TOO LMAO. A harringroe Trek AU was a goddamn BLAST to write. 

From @ihni on Rivers Til I Reach You: 

"You are a son to all of us now" - this is where I got tears in my eyes, although I didn't let them fall until Max and Lucas and Dustin decorated his apartment and hugged him, and he let himself be loved. Ugh, that broke me a little. Christmas, and people doing nice things for each other, and someone who didn't think he'd ever have these things, having these things... I am weak, so weak, for those things.

And his scars. Him reading them all wrong, and Steve infusing them with love and adoration with every kiss. Maaan, I love scars. Because they're proof that you lived through something horrible but survived; got through it. And Billy did that. He got through the horrible thing, and now he's being rewarded with all the things he could never have dreamt about: love, a town full of people who wants him to do well, and people to help and support him.

Ihni really hit the nail on the head with what I wanted readers to take away from this fic: a town full of people who wanted to help and support Billy as well as Steve, who wants to infuse all of his love into Billy, into his scars. 

From @uncle-keery on Take Me with U: 

GUESS WHOOOS BACCKKKK

LOL so that was uncle-keery’s .. 4th?? comment on the fic. She truly took the “leave a comment since you can’t leave another kudos” rule of thumb to heart haha. I love that. 

From Anon on ao3 on Take Me with U: 

So this has to be one of my favourite fics ever. This line "So for the first time, Billy allowed himself to be touched, in this secluded part of the beach with rustling grass and warm sun and Steve’s long fingers." TRULY got me like nothing else. Their tenderness here with each other and like the camaraderie and just EVERYTHING. ALL OF IT. <333

From @sarahstarkiller on Take Me with U: 

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. SOFT BOYS BEING SOFT; CAN MY HEART HANDLE IT? BARELY. Honestly though, Tracy, WOW. Well done. So beautiful. I myself *felt* the sun and the sand on Billy’s shoulder and I could smell the smoke in Steve’s hair. GOD, the part about Steve calling Billy’s birthmark his?? I am deceased. That is so sweet and I’m so glad his birthmark is finally getting the recognition it deserves!! May I also note: “Steve kissed him.” So simple, so effective, and yet my heart flew out of my chest. I LOVE THIS AND I LOVE YOU. WOW.

I was so, SO happy to give a reader specific details to walk away with. That means a lot, and Sarah picking out those details meant I’d done a good job. 

From Panoraia on ao3 on Take Me with U: 

It made me feel things i havent felt in a looong fucking time. Like literal butterflies. I thought i was too old for that shit. But naah. My hands were shaking in a train on the way to work. Thanks for that. Also fuck you. But mostly thank you. For writing and sharing and all that. My day is much better now.

I love it when people say where they were when they read it and their reaction in that moment. Plus the “fuck you. But mostly thank you.” had me rolling laughing, lol. I adore this comment. 

From @flippyspoon on Boldly Go: 

I'M SO GLAD I DIDN'T THINK TO MUCH ABOUT TNG AND BETAZOIDS TO REMEMBER 'IMZADI' (I read the book 'Imzadi' back in the day even lol). BECAUSE WHAT A GUT PUNCH. HE CALLED STEVE IMZADI I'M DEAD DEEEEEAAD. WHY CAN'T THIS BE A REAL SHOW THAT I CAN WATCH OR READ FOR LIKE 300K WORDS LOL.

To have another Trek fan comment about how much they loved the fic and want like MORE fic or even a show is a top compliment lol but like it was a SPECIAL moment for me to work the word imzadi into the fic, and I’m SO glad it was meaningful for flippy, too. 

From @granpappy-winchester -- an excerot of her comment on Boldly Go: 

I know literally nothing about any of the Star Trek things except they involve space and there are aliens and like, DUDE, I love how accessible your story is!! You made it very easy to follow along for someone who is super unfamiliar with any of this universe. AND I LOVE that Billy is an empath! It fits him so well and it adds this bit of mystery to him too because he can read Steve's emotions so well but there's always going to be a 'WHY does he feel this way??' question tacked on which has the possibility of being very conflicting for the two of them (and then you have Steve who doesn't have that ability to read Billy's emotions but at the same time it seems like he CAN, like he knows Billy so well it doesnt matter if he's an empath or not, he KNOWS Billy). AND OMG. Billy standing up for Steve to his dad. Like. Goddamn so sweet.

This is but a sample of the kind of comment that granpappy-winchester (LazyBaker on ao3) leaves on fics. Sara’s comments ALWAYS describe how the fic makes he feel, points out specific details and lines, and more than anything -- they make you feel VALUED as a writer. Getting a comment from Sara is one of the greatest things you could ask for as a writer. 

I’m gonna tag some writers and also artists, and if you’d like to recognize some of your fav comments, please feel free to do so! @wrecked-fuse @granpappy-winchester @sparkleeye @kyrosh @gothyringwald @dobetterbillyhargrove @wingedbears @cherry-toxic @sarahstarkiller @ihni

[charm-in-spades]

I envy the RP relationships your characters seem to have. I am at a loss as to how to get to that point. I enjoy the person I primarily RP with, they're very nice, and a lot of fun to hang out with. But neither of us are very creative. I get more excited about RP with other people. I don't want to hurt their feelings because they are a good friend. I don't want to end the characters' relationships either. But more and more, I find myself wanting to quit RP entirely. Just needed to vent.

I apologize for this taking a moment anon. The nature of the question caught me off guard at first and I wasn’t sure how to respond. First and foremost, I appreciate you reaching out to me and if I can provide some perspective I’ll try. I can’t promise I’ll have the answer to all your problems, or the advice for even one of them but I can suggest a couple things that may help as I’ve been in these spots myself. 

I envy the RP relationships your characters seem to have. I am at a loss as to how to get to that point

My first bit of advice is to be careful about perception. It can get really easy to feel discouraged about what it seems other people have on the surface. In this case, it seems to be RP relationships but I think the first thing in understanding about my building with others is that most of my character relationship building isn’t just in character. I’m not sure that we know one another but most people, unless they’re very close to me think, I roleplay a whole lot more than I do, and in reality - my health isn’t actually super up for it and I sometimes (a lot of times) spend more time talking with my partners than I do actually role playing. I would say communicating is key, and it absolutely is but I feel its a bit deeper than that which leads me on to the next part of this which is:  

Make friends - It’s important to note that RP relationships aren’t just IC - they’re OOC too and mine are built with that in mind whether it be romance, friendship, family ties, rivalries, villains. If I’m playing something deep, chances are I’ve made some kind of meaningful contact with the person on the other end of the screen. I used to roleplay in WoW and I was a stealth rogue that had connections forged entirely almost through IC save for guildmates. Did a lot of walk ups and got a /lot/ of RP back then, but precious few turned into quality friendships or dynamics that lasted or persisted when I /wasn’t/ online. 

However, the ones that did stay over time were the ones where I became close with the players themselves. I have many amazing connections and roleplays now, and all of them were forged through both IC and OOC interaction. I watch movies with my RP partners, I ask them constantly about their roleplays and stories, even where I’m not involved so that the person knows that yes! I am ABOUT what ever it is they do. I talk about my roleplays s and try to find common ground for our muses.

I try my damnest to get my friends to meet one another, and invite them into new RPs I think they might be interested. I invest myself in what they do, and support what they do without me. Just like I would in any other relationship. I only know I have good RP because I’ve taken the time to make good friends, and all my partners are like…2+ year partners now. Some going on 3-5+. They do the same for me. Ultimately, establishing that meaningful contact is what is going to show you what kind of relationship your character will have with another player’s. It makes sense right? Standing to reason that if you’re investing time in what the other person is interested in, you’ll find if you guys have similar RP interests to jump on. Now, this second half seems a lot more frustrated in thinking so I’m going to try to address what I can see. 

I enjoy the person I primarily RP with, they’re very nice, and a lot of fun to hang out with. But neither of us are very creative. I get more excited about RP with other people. I don’t want to hurt their feelings because they are a good friend. I don’t want to end the characters’ relationships either. But more and more, I find myself wanting to quit RP entirely.

First of all, whooo chile’ thats a lot. On a blunt note these are issues that absolutely need to be communicated but not before you actually figure out what is bothering you within the scenario. Your words strike me as someone trapped and uncertain of which direction to go, or rather, as if you know what you want to do but don’t want to lose anything else in return. 

You need to figure out first, why these people excite you more than your current RP partner. What is it that they bring to the table that the other person is not? You say both of you lack creativity - but we all know that’s not true, anon. Everyone who roleplays is a creative mother fucker - so both of you are capable of generating story together - its just a matter of investment on a two way street. So the next question is - where is that liking investment?

Is the issue instead that these people supply storylines where you’re otherwise incapable or unwilling to do so with your current partner? Is it the nature of the RP they give? Is it the style of writing? Are you simply just bored because you’ve been with this person a long time? These things you need to be honest with your self about first and foremost. Even if you feel it makes you look bad - figure out what the core problem is. Then talk to the other person. It may not be an easy conversation but it is the right thing to do, and honestly the only thing to do. You got to have some insane integrity with yourself and others in roleplay and you need to be honest about what you’re looking for in an RP partnership the same way you would any other. If your goals in RP aren’t aligned, you naturally aren’t going to connect in storytelling. 

Now, if you’ve a relationship going with this character of any kind - it needs to be discussed that you’re having a hard time investing in RP with them and if the relationship is romantic and /that’s/ the thing you’re urging after - it might be important to take a hard internal look about what you’re after in RP. Because the thing is you’re also not want to separate from this character bond which can easily run into territories of negligence and making an RP partner feel unsafe or unwanted and of course, no one really wants that. For themselves or anyone else. Know what you want and if those things don’t match up anymore? Be willing to let your partner go, or be willing to compromise to get what you both want, because that too is an important part of chilling with someone. Can’t be all about you.

Once you’ve figured out what you’re actually frustrated with, and what you want out of your RP, and why these other people are exciting your RP jimmies, and can self reflect - talk to your RP partner. Period. The same way you’d like to be. 

The TLDR though is: Just…be invested, be honest and be a friend. Be willing to provide that meaningful contact first, and all that lovely honesty to those around you, and you’ll likely find that the RP you make will grow. 

I don’t know that I’ve answered this adequately. Some of it seems self-explanatory, but self-explanatory doesn’t mean easy. It might take time for you to come to terms with what you need or want to pursue in RP. I hope you managed to find what that is. 

- Theo

[keyofjetwolf]

Those of you who follow both Holligay and myself know that, every week, she’s making us sit down for several hours and work on a creative endeavour that is currently vexing us. For her, it’s drawing. For me, it’s writing. She’s been good and brave (ugh I threw up in my mouth) and posted what she’s done every week. I, not so much. I’m trying to improve my outlook as much as the work itself, though, so here, below the cut, is the stuff I’ve written in the past monthish. None of it is complete, but here it is anyway. Some ‘fic scraps, and the beginning of an original thing.

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“Winston. Come in. Thank you for agreeing to speak with me.”

“Uhhh … Yes. Yes, of course.” Winston pushed the door closed with a quiet control he in no way felt. Pharah rarely ordered him (requested, he firmly corrected, however tenuous his belief) to her office, and this sudden change in routine rattled him.

It didn’t help that he found Pharah absolutely terrifying.

“Do what, love?” Tracer had laughed last night over chinese takeout and the latest episode of Top Model UK. “Pharah? Fareeha Amari? Scary?!” She doubled over and rolled into his side, her entire body shaking as the sheer volume of her amusement refused to be confined to such a tiny container.

Mockery from anyone else might have shaken him, made him collapse inward like one of those skeleton toys that fell apart at the press of a button. But Tracer wasn’t anyone else, and where shame might have rooted, indignation bloomed. “She’s very intimidating!” he protested, and as Tracer’s hilarity rose another pitch, his entire face scrunched up in what could only, scientifically, be classified as “a pout”.

Several minutes later (several minutes longer than was actually necessary if one were to ask Winston), Tracer exhaled a long, shaky breath with a tired “Whooo!” and wiped her eyes. She’d been shoved to the opposite end of the couch and was being held there with Winston’s giant foot, his arms otherwise occupied at that precise moment with the very important job of being crossed. She threw half her body over a toe the size of her entire grinning face and beamed at Winston with equal parts delight and affection. “Ever decide to give up research and world saving and all, got a brilliant career ahead in comedy.”

“She IS,” he stubbornly insisted.

“Just so ‘appens I am in possession of a secret about Ms. Fareeha Amari,” Tracer told him with her usual brass confidence, casually somersaulting over the foot barrier and nestling in his side as if she’d never left it. “Immediately straightens out the playing field, so to speak, puts everyone on the same footing, yeah? Could be as I’ll see fit to share it, should a certain someone of my acquaintance do me the ‘onour of a smile.”

Winston rarely committed to a decision without full appraisal of the results and consequences. He was a man of ethics as much as science, knowing only too well what happened when fanaticism to one outweighed consideration for the other. This was the kind of dedication that made him one of the preeminent minds on the planet.

So it was that Winston was wholly, scientifically, ethically, resolutely committed to this pout.

But it was also true that Winston wouldn’t get more than three seconds of sleep that night if all he could see were Pharah’s stern, penetrating eyes as he lay awake imaging the hundred tiny ways she could destroy him with a word.

Winston gave Tracer his widest, most toothsome smile. He’d (unintentionally) made more than one person’s blood run cold at the sight of it, but Tracer only matched him, tooth for tooth.

“And the last of the garlic prawns.”

Winston’s smile dropped.

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Excessive dalliance in alcohol was perhaps the greatest of equalizers, in Michiru’s view. Another glass of bright champagne, a fresh cup of chilled sake, one final nip of warm brandy. One could choose one’s path, but never alter its destination, and overindulgence cared little for class or breeding. Restraint slipped like grains of sand through the fingers of queens and soldiers alike.

Michiru tipped the glass to her lips. The vintage, the bouquet, the finish, all details that should effortlessly swim to the surface of her mind lay stagnant. As the wine trickled into her mouth and slid over her tongue, Michiru could not have even spoken to its adequacy. It was certainly present, occupied her hands, and gave legitimacy to the charade. This, it seemed, must suffice.

“No! She needs to KNOW!” Usagi’s voice, uncomfortably loud when drained of cheer, echoed across the ballroom. Rei’s intense, whispered response was, perhaps unsurprisingly, almost as easily interpreted.

Two glasses. A mere two glasses to bring her true thoughts to bear. How eager the wound, to bleed so readily at the knife’s first prick. Usagi batted at Rei’s hand, her red face glowing and hot against the soft blue of her blouse.

It was an effortless motion, to swirl the tasteless wine in her glass, and Michiru paid no heed to the storm she held in her hand.

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“I have heard it said the sun never sets on the British empire.” Pharah tugged her jacket higher, trying to shield as much of herself as possible from the chill wind whipping through the narrow streets and narrower alleys of east London. The omnipresent thick grey clouds hung overhead, and Pharah glared at their insistence on being. “I believe this is because the sun would first have to rise.”

Tracer’s giggle came easily (she would laugh on the way to her grave, Pharah thought) and she jostled her shoulder into Pharah’s arm with an ease that would never cease to be unsettling. “Right embellisher, you are! Sun was positively blazing just last July!” Tracer gazed at the sky with the affection of a lovestruck puppy owner facing a wagging tail and the ruins of what was once their living room.

Pharah tried to burrow further into her jacket. “It is November.”

“And not February, exactly!”

It had all seemed a good idea at the time. The return of Overwatch, staunchly devoted to its ideals, founded in the global episcenter of London, symbolically rising from the ashes of its past tragedies. Few would accuse Fareeha Amari of overt romanticism, but in softer moments, she would concede perhaps a touch of kismet that felt … satisfying.

Then came the realities of finances versus London real estate. Then came cramped, tiny offices shared with enthusiastic, tiny pilots. Then came November.

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Quiet. Quiet quiet quietquietQUIET.

She pleaded, she prayed, she screamed, but Madelyne’s heart thundered in her ears all the same, and if there was a god to hear her, to have pity, He was dead.

No. No, he wasn’t. That was the problem.

God was alive. God was hunting.

She slipped her hand, still humming with the thrill, from her jacket pocket. Pink and blue bled across her palm, seeping into the cracks and valleys, staining them. Madelyne’s eyes, glassy and distant, drifted to the neon sign dangling above a chipped red door, barely visible around the distended plastic of Hefty bags spilling their innards into the alley. She thought, somewhere distant and warm, that it should be poetic or some shit. Symbolic, that was the word. Liv loved to talk about that, about things that meant other things. Madelyne could listen for hours, her head in Liv’s lap, marinating in her whiskey voice.

The sign should be symbolic. Madelyne blinked and read it again.

“EAT”

Well that would be her fucking luck, wouldn’t it. She couldn’t possibly--

A gasp ripped from Madelyne at the sound of fluttering overhead, and she had time to hate the weakness in it as she curled into the shadows.

he heard he heard why am i so stupid why didn’t i stop it why did he have to hurt her

The pigeon had no answers, didn’t even have the decency to hoot an apology for scaring the shit out her. She wanted it dead, she could see it so clearly. Its tiny eye bulged in its socket as blood vessels expanded, exploded, burst. Feathers flying into the dark night sky, plucked in great invisible fistfuls. Useless wings snapped and twisted, trapped by gravity and the weight of Madelyne’s will.

She ground her fist into the filthy brick at her back, feeling the hardened grime and coarse edges split her skin. Pain clarified, as it always did, and the mounting pressure in her nerves slowly, reluctantly, receded.

“Asshole,” Madelyne instead hissed at the pigeon as she watched it flap away, ignorant and whole.

“Language.”

“The People’s Voice”, Madelyne had seen splashed across the cover of some idiot magazine. It wasn’t like she tried to hide her disgust or anything, but still the woman at the checkout line gushed all over him. So handsome, so strong, so brave, so blah blah blah god just ring up the fucking Ding Dongs already.

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[radmanraditz]

SHIPPING INFO.      Answer the following for your muse(s) so people      know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST.      Don’t reblog.

{Mun Note: Did this all the way back in September, at the end of December in 2017, and again in May 2018 so this needs an update! Cuz whooo boi shipping on this blog has been a wild ride.}

{icon art by @bardocks-bandanna // @bluexblonde}

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE?:

As of writing this, Raditz is actively involved with @stoplickingthingsweird‘s Turles and @bluexblonde‘s Launch. 

I also have a crossover crack!ship with him for the fanfics I want to write.

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING?:

I’m good with doing anything I feel would be in-character for my muse to do.

I’m used to shipping him with women, but my portrayal of Raditz is bicurious/bisexual. Men mostly come at my muse with a competitive attitude in the past, so he has more of a preference for women. 

Raditz himself might be less comfortable with being pushed out of his comfort zone in terms of emotional intimacy, but with the right muses he will get there. Eventually. Some will get it sooner than others depending on their personality and how they treat him. He can become emotionally withdrawn too if your muse treats him in a way he doesn’t like, or he feels pressured to say things like “I love you” too soon or when he doesn’t mean it. I wouldn’t take it as a bad thing though, because if he is saying he loves you soon, he’s probably just saying that to keep your muse appeased and get what he wants. My writing will hint to that if he doesn’t truly care about your muse.

I do tell people I won’t hold their hands for wooing my muse(s), but I do leave breadcrumbs in my writing and in asks and memes. If you are shipping with me or are interested in it, you have to talk to me directly OOC and do so on a reasonably regular basis in order to plot things out. 

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?:

Any muse or mun under 18 is not allowed to ship with me or my muse, or put themselves into dating/intimacy situations either. If you are over 18 and your muse is at least 18, they’re fair game to Raditz. (Though I’d prefer if your muse isn’t that young.) He’s not into people who are a lot older than him that look their old age, and he might look down on a person who acts too young.

Keep in mind that Raditz’s age in canon is generally estimated between 29-35.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?:

I wasn’t in the past, but currently yeah, I am pretty selective. Dangerously close to being disinterested in shipping with other people aside from my two current shipping partners. I’ve just dealt with too much bullshit from ex-shipping partners. 

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED NSFW?:

After the Tumblr Purge of 2018, it’s supposed to be ok to write naughty time stuff, but I’m still pretty much keeping NSFT things to Discord. (Yeah that means I’m finally comfortable writing smut again. Just in private, and only with partners I’m comfortable writing that with.)

When it comes to talking, anything that starts to get dirty with graphic sexual activity details is what I’d consider NSFW.  Detailed descriptions of sexualized body parts, groping/stroking of genitals or breasts are things I consider NSFW. Also detailed sexual fantasy thoughts and emotions felt during physical activity can be too. Basically if you could get into trouble for getting caught reading it at work, or I don’t think the content is suitable for minors to be reading, I’d consider it NSFW and tag it accordingly. Since the Purge, my tags are #Lemon Goodness and #Touch of Citrus

Blatantly stating things like: sex, penis, vagina, kinky, “let’s fuck” or other such things, I wouldn’t think are worth labeling and tagging. Grabbing, smacking, or rubbing a butt isn’t NSFW to me unless said butt is bare and/or the muses are starting to do something sexual in nature.

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH?:

Turles and Raditz were friends back when they were children. (No we don’t follow the doujinshi Dragonball Zero story as part of our canon.) At least until they became more distant with one another and Turles went AWOL from the PTO. In his Wished Back to Life verse, Raditz uses the dragon balls to wish Turles back to life, and now the two estranged friends are trying to get to know each other again. There is more plotted out, and we’ve had more interactions on Discord due to my busy schedule and the close IRL friendship between Skully-mun and I have. This is not our first venture into writing a ship together, so the friendship and eventual romantic relationship between the muses is something I look forward to since we’re such close friends ourselves who have been through a lot and we already know how to work with one another.

Launch and Raditz aren’t romantically involved at the moment, but he has a one-sided crush on her with a plotted plan to have them get together sometime after the Cell Games. They have a lot of rocky moments since they’re meeting at the lowest points of their lives in that AU. Also because Raditz is trying to adjust to life on Earth, and he’s not the easiest person to get along with. But there’s decent chemistry potential between them, and I enjoy plotting and writing with Reggie.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?:  

Yeah. Otherwise I won’t recognize it. 

Chemistry between muses can develop slowly or out of the blue, but I still need to see that Raditz is indeed interested in the other muse and confirm OOC between us muns before I recognize it as a ship. 

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP?:

Whenever I see potential chemistry. I like ships that help both characters grow as people, especially if it’s a positive relationship. 

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?:

Yep. Raditz’s blog is a multi-ship blog where every ship is its own AU.

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?:

I enjoy shipping and crack!shipping with fandom stuff. When it comes to roleplay though, I just do my thing and see what happens. I want to see strong chemistry to write a convincing relationship between two characters when I ship for RP. I’m not fond of easy fluff or insta-romances, or the anime romance tropes that perpetuate unhealthy relationship habits. So I guess I’m more in the middle, someone who enjoys shipping on a healthy level. 

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?:  

I like Raditz x Turles for M/M shipping. Thanks Skully-mun!

For the heterosexual side of things, I like seeing Raditz shipped with Launch, Maron, (Krillin’s ex not his daughter) and Princess Snake.

I crossover crack!ship him with Mihoshi Kuramitsu from Tenchi Muyo! too. (For my own fanfiction.)  

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU?:

I would appreciate it if people gave me my space on the subject if you’re interested/potentially interested in shipping with me and we aren’t already. Because I’m afraid I’m not going to be positive about it for awhile.  Shipping takes a lot of time and effort with me, and I’m dealing with a physical illness that makes me a really slow RP partner. Not only that, but I’m still trying to get over how salty I feel towards shipping thanks to several ex-shipping partners who made shipping and roleplaying unpleasant for me last year because of how they use/used rp for toxic selfish reasons, and how their shitty behavior affected me and a lot of other people IRL. I really don’t want nor need any extra drama that often comes with shipping partners that I don’t know too well personally. So right now, I feel like I don’t have the proper attitude or time to devote to newer shipping partners along with my current ones. And I’m not sure when that’ll change. But if you’re really interested? Stick around, talk with me OOC, see if we have good mun and writing chemistry, and finally just interact with Raditz for a bit and we’ll see if chemistry can develop naturally between our muses. Because sometimes ships happen when we least expect them to.   

Thanks for reading.

TAGGED BY.

This is just another update since a lot has changed since May last year. 

TAGGING.

Anyone else who would like to do this!

[sk3tch404]

You're definitely right about me being absolutely unsupervised as kid on the internet 💀 bro I was THERE when wretched Scary maze and 2girls1cup thing was making it's rounds oof, 'twas a wild childhood. I vividly remember getting a JTK jumpscare thrown at me in the YT comment section at some point :,) but honestly... the Proxies man,,, core memory unlocked, I read so many creepypasta mansion x reader's on quotev it ain't even funny. THE QUIZZES TOO OMFG.

On another note, it's interesting how nowadays the JTK origin story creepypasta is universally agreed upon to be rlly bad and they talk about how it had bad grammar. The thing is, when I was at the very beginning of my CP phase, I didn't know shit about English, the only thing I had at hand were the translations of the most famous Pasta's and the translators rlly didn't fuck around when it came to grammar and localisation. I honestly think that if the translations hadn't been THAT good, I wouldn't have liked Jeff or the Pastas as much as I did, like these damned translations dragged me into the creepypasta fandom with no mercy. What also didn't help was the Yassification of every pasta in the form of fanart 😔 although some of them were still scary (I once saw a fanart of JTK, with the OG scary image face, smacked on top of an unreasonably well drawn feminine body in a skimpy bikini 💀💀). Honestly though, think I had crush on most Human-leaning creepypastas at some point. Not LJ though, lil me had a Clownphobia and this guy used to scare me shitless 🥲 good times, good times. The funniest thing about crushing on Hoodie and Masky for me though, was that I did not watch Marble Hornets until recently. My view on their personality was solely shaped by the fanfics I read on them agh :,)

Holy shit the edgy AMVs though- I was OBSESSED with them. They really shaped my music taste (linkin park & Melanie Marrinez my beloved <3) I still have some of them (the videos) in a playlist actually. Want a taste of what I was hyperfixating on when I was younger? lol

Also kinda funny how I'm stumped when I have to write essays at school but I can casually drop 200+ words whenever I send an ask too you, like I'm writing a long letter to a friend in ye olden times (Victor would be proud 😔✊)

-Ren'py anon

RENPY ANON ITS BECAUSE UR HAVING FUN!!!

I'm soooo glad I've found someone else who also played quotev quizzes and read those fics 😭 the quizzes were always fun, but it was always one of four. The seven minutes in heaven ;) , Which creepypasta is ur bf?, 24 hours with this character, and what does this character think about you?

WHOOO RENPY NONNIE the seven minutes in heaven quizzes I was taking when I was 10 were NO DAMN JOKE 😭

For most of these quizzes, they were also made my pre teens/teenagers, so the answers were always hella obvious and the characters were hella fanon 💀

I think I was on the internet when the scary maze thing was still a thing, but not as popular? Idk I didn't really care about it. But omg I didn't know what 2 girls and one cup was, and EVERYBODY was freaking out about it.

I looked all over YouTube until I could get a video more than 10 seconds long, and omfg I couldn't believe what my 11 year old eyes saw 💀💀💀 I didn't think it was real because NO WAY THEY WERE DOING THAT NASTY SHIT FR RIGHT???

Unfortunately it probably is real 😰

AND YES THOSE HOT AMVS AND FANART SOLD MEEEEEE

I really hated when people drew the original JTK's face onto normal or attractive stuff. It just killed the vibe for me fam :/

You know, there was always this one song and this one 'JTK tribute' video that I loved watching. It was just those picture slideshow videos, but it had the Super Crazy Psycho Love by Simon Curtis or something.

There was this one specific photo of Jeff with no shirt on. He had abs and was in a pool of blood.

... I was obessed with it. I loved it. I NEEDED IT.

I wasn't even into Jeff though? Like, my mans were LJ and Toby! Maybe Eyeless Jack or the painter guy every now and then, but those two were my favorites.

I vividly remmeber not wanting to be like those crazy Jeff stans and stuck to my own space. Idk why younger me wanted to be different so bad, but yk what good for me for not wanting to be into ultra toxic men.

Not me now though 😎

Idk why its it's such an iconic staple to my childhood and it's honestly a little embarrassing to talk about irl 😭

And yeah, the Jeff story is super flawed. I always thought it was stupid. I watched John Wolf buy and read a bad fanfiction book about Jeff and an OC. My personal taste and John's hatred for him was probably was why I didn't like Jeff in that way 😭

If you dont know who John Wolf is, he's a gaming youtuber :)

I too need to watch marble Hornets. In my pasta phase, I didnt really know them, but I just went along with it. Fanon hoodie was shy and nice, while fanon Masky was mature and calm.

Out of the two, I liked Hoodie more than Masky.

Toby is still my #1

I think it's because I used to tick most of the time when I was younger because my anxiety was so severe, and he was really friendly and loud about everything (I still tick, but not nearly as much thank god. That shit hurt fr)

I also heard they're still uploading? Just little snippets and short videos. It still sounds cool though.

AND OMG YES DROP THAT MF LINK. I didnt listen to Linkin Park, but I did listen to Melanie a whole lot!

[mikumanogi-blog]

2017-05-04 “Avoiding the rails” Kubo Shiori Blog #12 [ENG]

The other day Riria asked if we could ride the train together and so together we waited on the train platform. The two of use waited for the train to come with a hat over our heads. The second the train came into the station our hats were magnificently whisked away by the wind. We both quickly ran after them, it’s a heartwarming and hilarious story. Be carful of the wind, and the flu. 

(TL Note: although serious in topic it is play on words as she uses both 風 (wind) and 風邪 (flu)both pronounced ‘kaze’)

Hello everyone, thank you for your continuous hard work! I am Nogizaka46’s 3rd generation member, 15 years old, 1st year high school student Kubo Shiori. It’s a pleasure to meet you.

I know this is kind sudden but thank you for coming to our April handshakes.

During the 3rd slot…I wore a little purple parka.

During the 4th slot…I wore a white shirt, red bandana, and an embroidered skirt.

During the 5th slot…I wore an off-the-shoulder shirt and an embroidered skirt.

It’s probably hard to imagine since you can’t see it and so…

It looked like this! As a result of the bandana showing in my blogs, there were a lot of people that wore it too (´･_･`) am I happy or... (´･_･`)

During the handshake event someone came up behind me, hugged me and asked “whooo is iiit♪” “huh? Huh?!?” I said in surprised, but I knew right away who it was. Manatsu san!!!!! For some reason I could by how Manatsu san smelled that it was her LMAO.

The fact that I wore an off-the-shoulder shirt our of respect to Manatsu is a secret. I’ve also grown a teeny bit since becoming a high schooler.

During the event I talked about a bunch of different topics with the fans but I feel like one of the topics I heard the most and made me the happiest was “I read your magazine article!” It made me even made me happy to hear people say, “the contents of the magazine where you got the opportunity to talk with the senior members was fascinating!”

Next week is Nagoya! I have the national handshake and the individual handshake back-to-back! I’m very much looking forward to it, I’ll be in your care.

That’s right! During the handshake the topic of NOGIBINGO also come up a lot! A few days a new episode of NOGIBINGO aired, did you watch it?? On this episode I also appeared in NOGIROOM, if you haven’t checked it out yet please do〜! The cheerleader cosplay was embarrassing (´･_･`) Way more than when I was an actual cheerleader… maybe I’m just getting old.

 Well then, I think it’s time to start the comment Q&A!

·         What’s a special skill that you’ve discovered recently?

A special skill…On Namadol san (Namaidol) I put pens under my nose for the first time in a while and I managed do get 11! I beat my previous record. The trick is concentration.

·         I find it hard to make friends when in a new environment.

I’m the same way…I don’t like spring that much, I’m always afraid of the class changes. When I first started cheerleading, I tried to overcome my fear of strangers and in the process make new friends, but in the end nothing changed. I did find some joy in being by myself, but it would have been nice to have at least one person to talk to! Let’s both do our best!

·         What’s your morning routine?

Going back to sleep. Although I think the correct answer to your question is “HISSSSS!” recently I’ve been careful to not fall back to sleep after waking up.

·         What something that you want to eat the most?

Whaaaat (´･_･`) I want eat everything… (´･_･`) yogurt, ice cream, gratin, pizza, white rice, bracken-starch dumplings, tarts, curry, gyozas, cheesecake, acai bowl, hamburger, strawberry smoothies, udon, dandan noodles, miso soup with tofu, beef bowl, nori bento, squid tempura, Takoyaki, monja, doughnuts, fried chicken skewers, pizza bun. Mmmm I want to eat all of them, I don’t think I can make a decision between them. (´･_･`)

Recently、。、。、 After reporting to Ayachan (Ayatii) “I ate ___ today! It was delichious” shocked she would respond “You ate that much!?” I have an insatiable appetite. I wonder why food makes me this happy.

 Today I’m going to end the Q&A here! Until next time!

 Right now all the 3rd generation members are putting all their effort into their lessons as we approach our solo live. Each lesson we learn more as we start to reach for the stars.

There was a time where I was just hitting a wall and I couldn’t seem to overcome it. It was days of thinking “how can I overcome this hurdle.” But somewhere along the way I realized I never even hit a wall, but rather I was standing in front of it. Out of fear of hitting the wall my feet had stopped. I wanted to run away from the problems I was having. I couldn’t dance well and I had so many feelings of impatience and anxiety. I’m such a truly spineless human. It was during that time that the other members and everyone else came along and renewed my feelings of positivity.

When facing the mirror during dance practice I would see the enjoyment the other members were having and once every so often our eyes would meet and in that moment I could feel their warmth. Those moments would make me realize “The only reason I’ve come this far is because of everyone’s support”.

Riria, who roughly ties her hair to move her bangs has recently become someone I can rely on.

Renka, who never whines to the other members and who is always showing off her biggest smile.

Minamin, who always thinks the same way, more reliable than anyone else and who is able to unify us.

Momochan, who is always saying “I can’t do it” but who works as hard as two people and who is always watching out for everyone.

Tamami, who always smiles at me when our dance styles are similar, who’s always beside me and listens to my problems.

Denchan, who has an inherent ability to entertain makes everyone smile when everyone’s feeling down.

Reno, who’s spontaneous comments seem to calm down the room and who is often supporting from the side.

Hazuki, who just by being there makes you feel calm but who also works so hard that it troubles other people.

Mizuki, who looks about to cry every time our eyes meet and who is my favorite, but I will never tell her directly.

Ayatii, who, is like a big sister, will always come over and comfort another member if they’re crying.

Yodachan, who says “I’m bad at dancing” but manages to make me smile while watching her cute dance moves.

I can honestly write so much more, but if I write more, it will get long and so I wrote a shorter version.

These 12 members, who are overflowing with individuality, will be performing in all 8 concerts from June 5th to June 14th.

I’m going to keep going. Everyone, what do you think the concert is going to be like? It would be great if you could think it is going to be fun.

Everyone, it is sure to surprise you. This concert is going to dare to raise the bar! The venue is AiiA 2.5 Theater Tokyo. I believe that performing at this venue is deeply significant to us. Until that day comes I’ll be standing right here once again on that stage. I’ll be doing my best, so please, definitely, come watch.

Well then moving on. To everyone. I would like to say that I’m very thankful for all the cheers of encouragement at the handshake events, the comments on these blogs and not only that but thank you for all the advice that you have given me.

Thanks to all your word of encouragement I feel as though I can once again aim for the stars. To shine as brightly as I can, I think “I would be grateful if you were to cheer me on at the concert.” On top of that it might be a start of you becoming slightly interested in the 3rd generation member Kubo Shiori. Rather than “you might” I’ll have to do my best to make it “you will.”

Make it…ah, I want to eat food.

Haaazukichaaaan. Recently I’ve been eating as much as her. Haaaazukichaaaaaan. I love youuuu.

Denchaaaan! Believe it or not this our first two-person selfie. I asked her for it! Without a doubt Denchan is the queen of the dressing room. I would be amazing if I could hurry up and show off to everyone how funny she is.

Anyways, there are also the upcoming handshakes, I’m looking forward to them (´･_･`)! I’ll be in your care.

I’ll write again soon.

Kubo Shiori

I’m going to do my best at the concert. I’ll do my best even for the people that can’t make it. It’s been a while since the meet and greet where I declared that “I will change”. Have I changed? Please come and make that decision for yourselves, not even I know the answer. It would be great if you could come and check. This is not my final form, this only the start and the first evolution will be seen at our solo concert. One more thing, I will change.

https://blog.nogizaka46.com/third/2017/05/038447.php

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@rockformed​ replied to your post : i keep goin away for a long time but theres a good...

what asshole?? 👀👀👀👀👀

WHOOO lemme tell you this is a long one (sorry about any spelling errors i was tryna get this done quickly)

it was actually that guy that we played overwatch with together once.

ive known him since about december, but he was saying lots of homophobic and racist shit, so i was like eh might as well try to make him a better person, but to do that, you gotta get close, and i started liking him (literally @ past me why?????)

so i flirt a little here, giggle a little there, and he falls in love with me. i liked him too, but he liked me to a point where it was obsessive. he was telling me i saved his life and that out of everyone on earth im his favorite. i come out to him as trans one day, and after a lot of thinking, he was like “okay yeah im okay with this” and i was happy

however, like i said, he was really obsessive. he wouldnt let me play games with anyone else unless he was there, and when i tried to watch a show with one of our mutual friends, he gets all upset about it.

eventally, even though he liked me, he started being a real ass. i told him that i didnt really like him anymore and that i wanted to stay friends, and he turned it into this huge fight and ended it with “Forget it... Good night.” - and he used that phrase every (and “goodbye”) every time he wanted a conversation to sound final or like he was going to die if i didnt give him all my attention right then and there.

the fighting continued for a few months, during which he called me a sociopath, narcissistic, not worthy off being called a human being, and all that typa stuff. he started feeling suicidal - even though he felt that way before i met him, he started feeling it stronger because he didnt have me constantly fawning over him to ease it out - and he straight up told me that he blamed me for his feelings.

the fights got reaaalllll bad, and eventually he had a set day and time, and every time i said i was going to call his mom about it, he got really defensive and acted like i was attacking him, saying “dont test me” and shit

he became really emotionally manipulative and just flat out malicious tbh

the day came around and i blocked him because i didnt want to hear about it, and he started yet another fight. he didnt do anything though because half an hour later he came crawling back saying that he needed someone to talk to and that he had this whole change of heart and that he realized what his friends were worth and how he acted really shitty and that he was sorry

but he didnt change his behavior at all lmao

he kept arguing with me, so i started just. not joining as much and not talking to him as often and he got really pissy, asking me if i was talking to other people and accusing me of talking with this guy who he hates (the guy he hates left to make another server with all the people this guy was an asshole to so they could have a place where he wasnt there being a dick and the guy im telling you about acts like the victim whenever he talks about it like?? literally if u were a better friend they wouldnt have felt the need to?) (and i totally was talking to the guy bc the enemy of your enemy is your friend and all that) but he was a real ass about it. 

and saturday!! this saturday!!! he was an ass the moment i joined the call so i left and he got mad saying like “you know how i get upset when you leave the call” and i was like “i just??? dont wanna be there if ur gonna be mean to me the moment i join??” and he said

THIS BITCH

said

“its a guy thing to be mean to your friends. but i guess you wouldn’t know about that ;)”

so i blocked him. he texts me saying that hes been mean because his dads been on his back about college, and i said it wasnt an excuse. a few minutes later, someone from the server messages me sayin that nick said if i dont unblock him hes gonna ban me. so i unblocked him and asked for a reason why i should stay. this bitch. this ass. says “because i thought we were friends” LIKE BIIIIIIITCH PLEAAAAAAASE YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WE AINT

anyway we fought for 3 hours and rather than giving me any good reasons to stay he called me stupid and said i misinterpreted the message like?? how else am i supposed to interpret it????????

so im staying, making him fall in love with me again, then leaving.

bonus: i made a list of the highlights of some of the shit things hes said to me

"Forget it... good night." "i used to trust everyone then the thing happened with my cousin so i stopped sharing myself or exposing myself. then i did over the years with kii then she backstabbed me. then ness and it happened again. i didnt trust anyone and still wasnt ok with sharing myself. then u stepped in and made me feel happy and wanted and like i could trust people. then you said you loved me like you did. i opened up and pursued and got lead on for 15 hours a day for a month up until i got enough courage to try to stand and speak open heartedly and with courage and the next day you lose all interest." "you know what? you obviously dont like me anymore. im over it you win. im done chasing. the goalposts always change. its over." "i cant stop chasing you. you are literally my favorite person on earth." "im doing this once a day from now on. wanna go out" "1 reason i got on ow. *1 reason i got on ow off my psych. guess it doesnt matter to you." “For the record the reason im mad all the time is because im fucking pissed at you but cant take it out for some reason.” “reason im so shit ight now is caught i thought i was at rock bottom and you took me up the mountain just to fling me off. forget it. good night." "youre still online. just gonna pretend im not here?" "hope this doesnt wake you up but sorry for being a cunt." "i still want to die haha. life sucks" "im sorry." me: you purposely did something to make me mad and then get upset when i get mad "im hald zoned in rn im getting killed by bad vibes but im not gonna make you mad ever again." "why did you fool me. i fight with you a lot now and its because of what you did to me and how ive lost my sense of self and all emotions because of you. but then i remember this is just how i usually am and being happy is what people are supposed to be like and im not so this is normal and only my fault so. i forgot where i was going with this but take care friend." "if it was the concept thing then why do i still love you." "i get upset because i have to actively avoid falling for you." "im only angry and mean to you because i dont understand my emotions." "im gonna kill myself saturday at 7:32 pm" (<<<this was two weeks ago hes fine now) "im not gonna do it i just want attention" "to keep it 100 i just said that so you wouldnt call anyone." "dont test me" "eat shit" "if youre trying to make me unfriend you its working" "actual human beings dont pull that bullshit. they suck it up and stick to their word or break the news to the other and dont drag them along." me: every humans a human regardless of whether or not they feel "theyre a human. not an actual human. theyre a human but not worthy of being called one." "in 3 months you managed to fuck with my emotions and make me want to kill myself more than kii did in 3 years." "i think this is the last conversation were gonna have. if you got anything important to say speak now or forever hold your peace. alright youre in overwatch and missed your chance." "have fun with your game hope its worth losing me over."

me: im going to call your mom and tell her right now "and say what? 'im a bad friend and now nick wont talk to me?'"

me: no. 'nicks planning on killing himself.' "and ill just say its someone im amd at trying to get revenge on me" "im not convinced that its not a whole thing made specifically to drive me to suicide." "in queue rather than fixing problems. typical. goodbye, asshole." "what if by trying to stop the outcome u saw you just pushed me away from one of the only people i trusted and now im on a path that ends in my inevitable self destruction." "no thats the depression but i am saying u took away what made me happy." "forget it, ill catch you later. apparently no goodbyes either lol." "bye oats." "the only thing you will ever love besides yourself is overwatch. bye." "are you there i just got back and i really need someone." "beause youre the middle man i guess and it was a test of allegiance i think in my mind." "idk i just feel like not many people actually like me deep down and its a shit thing of me to put that on others." "hows ness doing" "because im done walking on eggshells for you, snowflake. "its a guy thing to be a dick to your friends. guess u wouldnt understand ;)" "sorry for being a jerk. dad has been riding me all week and im mad all the time." "maybe you would get it if your dad ever punched you or woke you up by throwing shit at you." (i know for a fact his dad doesnt do this. there was a whole week where we were in a call 24/7 to see how long we could get one to last and his dad brings him dinner and plays xbox in the same room sometimes. i get that from an outside perspective this may seem mean to overlook, but if you knew this guy, you wouldnt put it past him to lie about shit like this just for attention.) "youre being such a baby over this. its not a big deal, its an argument." "considering you didnt write it id consider it awful stupid of you to think you can interpret it better than the author." "you dont know me"