#(there will be some muse posts queued up)

[brutalmasks]

i made myself chuckle today by thinking of something kind of immature. and it was in a certain scenario, where things were suddenly starting to wind down while tyler + bunny were on the phone — and as you can imagine... she is still pretty new to some of the nuances of flirting as well as just the ways in which humans communicate with others as well.

so all i could think about was bunny mask telling him to hang up, and then tyler being like 'no, you hang up' expecting her to keep it going. but she indeed just hangs up, and i JSJSJ LMAOOO it is just so funny to think about for some reason because tyler would probably be like 'wait, what the hell did i do' when it's literally just her not knowing what the heck he was alluding to 💀

[yvonnesrespite]

And a last ooc update to add onto/sort of be an edit to the previous one.

I'm alright, but I'll have to be away until Sunday evening (EST) due to the realization that things are certainly a little much worse than I initially anticipated, but rest assured I'll be taking care of myself and will come back to throw Yvonne at y'all.

So be good, and be good to yourselves. Take breathers when you need, and keep being absolutely snazzy.

There may be a future update on my blog in regards to my rules and terms for interacting. Though, that'll come out once I've recovered from this absolute whopper of a falcon punch to my mental health.

[causalitylinked]

tell me something nobody knows about you. (akira)

            DO REVENGE. » still accepting!

"Aah? And why is that any of your business?" Akira bluntly questions. Truth be told, he doesn't think he was seriously that interesting of a person, it would warrant her sudden curiosity... but even so, he'll pause to actually think long and hard about the question she asks; only, it didn't manage to outwardly show on his impassive features, so as far as Ryu could probably tell, he was probably staring off into space.

"...Fine. My old man was a murderer, but he went and kicked the bucket before he could even be charged for his crimes," Akira tells her at long last upon figuring that would probably scare her off from further probing into his past. "I never got to meet the sorry bastard, though, so to me, he's just some guy that knocked my mom up." Naturally, he neglects to tell her Yakumo Miroku would probably have never committed the crimes in the first place had he known of his existence, for as far as he was concerned, he had already told her quite a generous amount.

...Whether or not Ryu actually believed him, however, was entirely up to her.

@aaternum

[rosalind-hawkins]

Currently on a Mumbleshipping propaganda kick so prepare for me to yell at you why these boys need to kiss and cuddle

[is-this-even-relatable]

Misfortune Teller

tldr: An older Danny, apprentice to Clockwork, does a lot of field work across dimensions, resetting the timeline, queuing future events, and who knows what else. Occasionally, he warns people about such upcoming possibilities, to set them on the right path. How, you might ask? Well in this case... as a wandering fortune teller.

Crack-fic (oh god, it's getting long and my logic brain won't let it remain as crack) where Danny becomes Clockwork's apprentice after getting his GED. Living his infinite afterlife to the fullest. Inspired by this tumblr post.

Working for Clockwork had been... interesting so far. At first, Danny got frustrated by how vague and cryptic Clockwork was. He'd just shunt Danny off to some ancient time with a few words, his own time medallion (Danny carried it everywhere with him now), and then pop back into the portal, leaving Danny with only the faintest idea of where to go.

Eventually, after enough time (ha!) spent around Clockwork, Danny figured out that it just basically meant that he had free reign and to do whatever he wanted. Because if he went on the wrong path, (like that one time in Pompeii when he had almost caused the volcano to explode a few years too early), Clockwork would just pop on by, say another few cryptic words, and then it'd all be fine and dandy, or as he liked to say, "All is as it should be... Now stop practicing your wail by an active volcano."

After telling Jazz about that (it was supposed to be funny, not concerning), she just sighed and shook her head, with a forlorn "think before you act, Danny!" but hey, it'd turned out fine so far, so who cares how he does what Clockwork asks him to do, as long as it gets done, right? Even if it's with a liiiiitle more mischief than strictly required.

Besides. Danny was the one who had been doing time shenanigans across millennia, not Jazz. And he thought he'd been getting pretty good at it too! He'd actually started giving himself a different made-up background for each universe he visited. Sam and Tucker were helping him keep up with the identities on a spreadsheet, so if he had to go back to one he'd already visited, he'd remember who he'd said he was supposed to be.

---

He was on a call with them one evening while haunting Jazz's apartment, doing just that, when he felt a familiar tingle in the back of his throat, as well as a heightened awareness of the seconds passing by, that always accompanied his mentor's appearance.

Sam was talking about his past stint posing as a god of death when he cut in. "Hey- sorry to interrupt, Sam- Clocky's here, guys, I gotta dip."

"Aw, come on! We hardly talked any this past week since you passed your certifications, man," Tucker complained.

Danny rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Yeah, yeah. Partly on you too though, you've been caught up outside of class, and Sam's schedule is nearly the opposite of yours."

Sam hummed in agreement despiter Tucker's scoff.

Danny missed hanging out with them as much as they had in high school, but hey, life goes on. Or at least, theirs did, to college. After finally flunking out of Casper High, he'd taken some time to get used to his responsibilities in the ghost zone, and when he had, he realized that he didn't really have much enthusiasm or timeleft for his human life.

And he didn't really want to go back home either.

But Jazz had made him tie up any loose ends before he noped-off to god knows where, which frankly, he had to thank her for. Getting his GED took a few years, but it was an accomplishment that could be attributed to Danny Fenton, no ghostliness required. Then he was able to let that tether go free.

Pulled out of his musings by a few more grumbles from Tucker, Danny said his goodbyes, promising to call the next time they were all available.

After hanging up, Danny swiveled around, anticipation already lighting up his eyes an ethereal green.

Clockwork, for his part, had been waiting patiently through Danny's lengthy goodbyes. Although he supposed that it tracked for the watcher of time to be patient. With his job, it'd be a nightmare if he wasn't.

"Phantom," Clockwork spoke, calm as always. "I have some tasks I need you to complete as my apprentice."

And Danny, always ready for adventure, didn't need him to explain any further. "Sure! When do you need me to be?"

Clockwork smiled at that. "I am fortunate you are eager. Follow me."

---

Danny popped into existence in this universe with a burst of cold air and static electricity. He found himself hovering by a clocktower above a sprawling, gothic city. Smog and light pollution obscured the stars above him, to his disappointment. He comforted himself with the fact that he'd probably have all the time he wanted to fly someplace less populated to see them later.

He started off by familiarizing himself with the city. As he flew, he followed the trail of power and met the resident city-spirit, a spooky- but kind underneath- woman draped in black lace, who told him her name was Gotham. He spoke in length with her about this universe, its heroes, and her knights. On that, she was very enthusiastic... or at least Danny thought she was, her projected emotions belaying much more than her gloomy exterior. She told him how her knights had been through a lot and would need some guidance fighting the darkness that pooled in her deepest corners, smiling with too much glee, filling lungs with fear, and terrorizing with cold hard bullets.

Danny could sense that the dangers she spoke of were growing in power, ever slowly. The longer they shadowed people's minds and hearts, an intangible thing grew that lent them more otherworldly pull than their physical forms had right to hold.

That must be what he was sent here for.

But... they were weak, pitifully so for him, infinite king as he was. And besides, he wasn't here in that sense. He was a messenger, a simple apprentice. And he could do this however he wanted.

Cue his talk with Lady Gotham, and subsequent idea to arm her knights. With what? Well, he figured knowledge would be a start. Flying high above the city invisibly, Danny noticed a sea of colors and lights by what appeared to be the city's pier. He flew down, noting that it appeared to be the setup spot for a travelling circus or carnival of some kind.

He considered what to do. One of Lady Gotham's troubles was a madman clown, right? Well maybe he'd be attracted to his ilk here... and with the danger came the knights. Maybe he could catch one of them here?

Danny was floating around at the entrance and beginning to formulate a plan when a flyer caught his eye. Looking for a mystic to read fortunes. URGENT!

Hadn't Clockwork said something about fortunes? And he hadn't made an identity in this universe yet...

A mischievous smile crept across Danny's face, splitting it in two with far too many teeth.

---

Half a city away, a man in all black, perched on the very same clocktower that Phantom had Appeared by, shivered as he felt an ominous premonition about his sanity in the near future...

Said man quickly opened his comms to check in with his many, many kids. Yet even after hearing back from each, he still felt apprehensive.

Somewhere even further, Clockwork laughed.

---

And that's how Danny found himself seated at a fortune teller's booth at a pier in Gotham, two days later, for the Tricksy Traveling Circus's grand opening.

[causalitylinked]

    Rather than express disappointment, he'll simply nod as the song subsequently ended and another one began in it's place. This time around, though, it was Daichi Miura singing a song called 'Didn't Know', which was another one Kobato didn't recognize but one that he surmised came out fairly recently. "Yeah, that's hella valid. These days, it's hard to only pick a few, especially when there's a whole lotta artists to choose from," he idly points out while continually keeping his eyes on the road. Honestly, Kobato doesn't exactly blame her for not having any specific artists she particularly liked, because following his initial discharge from the hospital, it was as if he proceeded to lose interest in many things he once enjoyed.

    Still, when next Himari asked about his taste in music, he had to stop and think about it for a little bit with brows pensively furrowed.

    "'Anyone I gravitate towards', huh? If one thing is for sure, it's definitely not Virtuadolls, aside from maybe χ... and even then, I wouldn't say she's my fav," Kobato then states. Of course, by 'Virtuadolls', he was referring to those like Aria and µ, who are vocal synthesizer softwares originating from Japan that could obediently sing anything their users inputted. According to the wider populace, however, it was rumoured that a few years back, µ's songs had been responsible for causing people all over Japan to fall into comas, which at the time, was a phenomenon known as Astral Syndrome, and it only started up again months prior when Regret surfaced into being before people began regaining their consciousness again. What Kobato didn't mention, however, was that he actually survived having Astral Syndrome and χ was someone he personally spoke to in a false, utopian world built from Marie Amabuki's Micro-Mobius, because not only did he think he wouldn't be believed, he didn't exactly like talking about it either.

    "So I guess female idols like Kurahashi Momona? But rather than the music being their greatest selling point, what draws me to them instead is more their cuteness, which is why I would follow them on Gossiper... though, music-wise, I would listen to practically whatever songs another girl wants, meaning you're right 'bout me not being picky or having a genre I'm super attached to," Kobato goes on to add, only to briefly pause when he realizes he only really has her added on WIRE. "Oh, that reminds me, Himarin... do ya have a Gossiper account?"

It was too easy to sink into the music, letting it carry her away from the limo, from Kobato, from all of what surrounded her. Art in its many forms was where she found comfort, and rarely did she find herself picky about the genre. She had preferences, but the song mattered more than the artist themselves.

Still neck-deep in the music, she kept her eyes closed but gave her head a small shake. "Oh, I think I know who you're talking about. I don't think I'm a fan of anyone in particular. I like the song more than I like the person that sang it, but there might be a chance I've liked a lot of what one person's done if their style is consistent."

For a fleeting moment, she worried that her answer might be too blase. It was basic as basic could be, and it didn't give most people insight to her tastes. It felt as if she might have short-changed him and painted herself as boring, so she was quick to deflect.

"What about you? You've never really struck me as the kind that's picky, so I'm curious if you gravitate towards anyone in particular." Yet she wouldn't dare guess and risk offending him.

[snitchcrimsonwrites]

Maybe pt. 7

Pairing: Norm MacLean X Female Reader or OC if you squint

Former friends to a relationship?

Life is pretty easy in Vault 33 until you're trying to rekindle a former friendship and Raiders attack. Now, our main characters are trying to navigate newfound feelings, all while undercovering the mysteries of Vault 33. Stay tuned. Follows the main storyline of season 1; some events may be reordered for plot.

Norm navigates his decision to aid Lucy's escape from the Vault with help from his friends, finding comfort and another demotion on the table.

Part 1 Here. Part 6 Here Part 12 Here

Part 2 Here Part 8 Here

Part 3 Here Part 9 Here

Part 4 Here Part 10 Here

Part 5 Here Part 11 Here

Norm had quite the day and was ready for it to end. The post-events of the raider attack and his sister leaving the Vault to find their dad had left him physically and emotionally exhausted. He didn’t know how much more he had left in him. So when he heard a soft knock at the door of his outer living space, he wasn’t sure if he was in the headspace to deal with a visitor inquiring about his dad… or sister, for that matter, as it wouldn’t be long before the word on her rescue mission got out. 

When the pressurized door unlocked, he was relieved to see it was you standing at the threshold. 

“Hey, I don’t mean to bother you,” you started, but he waved off your apology. “No, it’s alright. What’s going on?” He asked, genuinely curious. 

“I came by to check in and see if you needed anything or wanted to talk—or not talk,” you added quickly. “I can do that too if you want some company.” You fidgeted with your hair, not quite knowing how to word the next part. “I just know how weird going from a full house to an empty one can be,” you trailed off. 

Norm perked up at the thought of spending time with you; maybe he had a little more social battery left. “Yeah, actually, that sounds nice,” he mused, stepping aside to let you in. “Though, I don’t think I have it in me to do much talking. I can put something on if that’s alright with you?” 

“Sounds perfect,” you reply, moving into the MacLean’s living room and claiming a spot on the couch. 

Norm flipped on the Radiation King television set, the box coming to life with grey images of cowboys fighting gunslingers from an old copy of “The Man from Deadhorse,” his dad’s favorite already queued up. Immediately no. “Let’s try something else. Any requests?” Norm asked, not feeling like dredging up any emotions associated with putting on a Western. 

“Dealers choice.” 

“Communists from Space! It is,” Norm decides, grabbing the next available tape, popping it in, and joining you on the couch. 

The two of you start off silent, attempting to enjoy the film with the limited social interaction Norm requested, but before long, neither of you can resist adding your own color commentary to the events on the screen. 

“I’m confused,” you interrupt. “Doesn’t a communist invasion from space imply that the containment policy failed in Europe, Asia, and now space? They’re suggesting America is losing on all fronts.” 

Norm snorted. “I appreciate that your suspension of disbelief stops at American geopolitics and not at the fact that those space helmets aren’t connected to any source of oxygen.”

“I’m asking the real questions here, Norm,” you giggle back. 

“I think the bigger question you need to ask is how the communists even managed to get the alien forces on their side? Cause there’s no way there’s a shared language.”

“I’d guess propaganda and the universal promise of American government secrets,” you deadpan.  

That sent you both into a fit of roaring, sidebusting laughter. 

As the laughter subsides, Norm announces, “Thank you for this. I didn’t realize how much I needed it until now.” He was grateful for the company but also for your ability to make him feel whole after the events of the last couple of days. No obsessing over the concerns about his family or what you two saw in 32, just time he was able to be Norm. 

“Of course, if you haven’t noticed by now, I really enjoy our time together,” you say, unable to control the blush rising to your cheekbones. 

“I do, too, and I hope I’m not being presumptuous by saying I would like to continue spending more time like this together,” Norm stated, trying to gauge the status of where the two of you stood. Was this friendship, or were you moving into the “something more” territory?    

“Not presumptuous of you at all,” you affirm, taking the opportunity to position yourself closer to Norm on the couch. He stiffened slightly, surprised by the contact of your vault suit against his, but took your repositioning as a sign to wrap his arm around your shoulders, “Is this alright?” he questions, ever the gentleman. 

“Perfect,” you respond as you lean in to rest your head on his chest and watch the rest of the movie. 

Something more, alright, noted. 

________________________

Norm is awoken by the sound of static on the television set and is momentarily disoriented when he realizes one, this wasn’t his bed; he was out on the couch, and two, the weight on his chest preventing him from sitting up was you curled up under his arm sleeping at his side. The two of you had fallen asleep on the couch sometime during the second movie you put on. He eased back down onto the sofa, intent on enjoying the moments before you both woke up.   

Beep. Beep. Beep. 

He feels you stir at the sound of your alarm and begin to reach over him to shut off the device. No, just a few more minutes, he wished. 

“Sorry,” you manage sleepily, rolling the upper half of your body over Norm, grabbing the Pip-Boy, and quieting the beeping. Norm does his best to suppress his imagination from running wild over the nature of your position hovering over him as you turn off the alarm. In another swift motion, you move to sit up and stretch away some of the sleep. Norm does the same, hoping you won’t notice how much your simple actions affected him this morning. “I didn’t mean to stay the night and keep you out on the couch,” you continued, unsure if you overstayed your welcome. 

“If it means you staying over, I’d gladly take the couch,” Norm replies, causing both of your cheeks to redden. 

You linger, not wanting to leave but knowing you’d be late if you dawdled any longer. After checking the time on your Pip-Boy, you decide it’s time to get up from the sofa and move to the front entryway. “I’ve got to run and get cleaned up for work, but we can meet up after my shift if you’re up for it.” 

“Definitely,” Norm assures. Everything else in his life might be turned upside down, but this was his one piece of solace.

“Okay, it’s a date,” sealing your statement with a kiss on Norm’s cheek before pressing the release button on the door. As the door slid open, you both were surprised to see Chet waiting outside, arm raised, ready to knock on Norm’s door, and he looked equally as surprised to see you leaving the MacLean residence so early in the morning. You decide to play it off as nonchalantly as you can. 

You greeted Chet with a wave and a sweet, simple “Good Morning, Chet” as you hurriedly exited the hallway and headed toward your place. You trusted Norm could navigate a conversation with his cousin without your help. 

Chet didn’t wait for Norm’s invitation to enter. He rushed into the MacLean domicile, making sure you were out of hearing distance, before he exclaimed, “Now, what’s going on with that?!” Gesturing wildly towards the direction you left from. “You had (Y/N) stay over? When did that start?”

Norm sighed and closed the door behind him, not eager to try to explain himself to his cousin. “It’s not like that,” he said, emphasizing the suggestive “that” Chet implied. “Nothing happened; she came over to watch a movie, and we fell asleep. Nothing to tell,” he wrapped up with a shrug. He wasn’t optimistic about his chances of ending the conversation with that explanation.

Chet looked at him and said, “Come on, Norm. You and I both know that when you invite a girl over to watch a movie, you’re not actually doing much movie-watching.” 

“Gross,” Norm rebutted, knowing who the girl in question was. “Is this what you came over for? To traumatize me and dissect my relationship with (Y/N)?” 

Chet frowned, not because of Norm’s taunting but because he was reminded of why he was here in the first place. Norm’s love life was a welcome distraction from the news he had to share. “No, I was supposed to inform you that the Vault council has summoned us for a hearing this morning. I’m starting to  think they’re not pleased we helped Lucy.” 

“Of course, they’re not. Did you think they were going to be? That we’d help her escape the Vault, and they’d give us a thumbs up and a sticker?” Norm asked. There was no way he was that naive.

_____________________________

Norm waited outside in the hallway while Chet took his turn meeting with the council. Suddenly, the silence in the corridor was broken by the sounds of sobbing and hyperventilating from behind the door. He guessed the council had made their decision. 

The council room door slid up slowly, and Chet exited. His face was puffy, and his eyes were red from the bouts of crying behind closed doors. He wondered if they were particularly tough on him. 

Norm decides to do the polite thing and asks him if he’s okay, even though his emotional state clearly displays the answer. 

“You okay?” 

“Yeah, I’m being reassigned,” he replied with a strained thumbs up. “ You were right; the whole “opening the Vault door for Lucy” thing didn’t sit too well with the council, so I guess I’m not gatekeeper anymore,” he said, trying to hold his composure. 

 “It’s not a big deal.” Norm could see right through that lie. This was a massive deal. For most people in the Vault, their identity was intricately intertwined with the position they held in the Vault. Take that away, and you’ve got all the material for a full-blown identity crisis. 

“I’m just not really sure who I even am anymore. Sorry…I. Mmhm.” Chet couldn’t hold himself together any longer, excusing himself from the conversation. 

Woody appeared in the doorway, summoning him into the meeting.  “Norman, you’re next.” 

Norm finds his familiar seat in front of the council, and Reg wastes no time kicking it off. “You know why you’re in here?” 

“Cause I helped my sister escape the Vault.” Cause I couldn’t just ignore my family in trouble. 

“Escape?” Woody laughed. “ You and Chet put your sister in incredible danger by helping her out that Vault door. The rad levels up there alone….” 

“Worse,” Reg interjects, trying to highlight a larger point,” you could have killed us all. What do you think started all this? These Vaults are impenetrable, meaning that those raiders could have only gotten into Vault 32 because some bonehead opened the door to the surface.” He wasn’t like they didn’t take this into consideration, but some things are worth the risk.

Betty, who had been quiet until now, shooting Norm a glare that threatened to burn through him, piped up. “A single bad decision put everyone at risk, not just Vault 32 but 33 and 31 as well. I telegrammed with the Overseer at Vault 31. Thank goodness, they’re unscathed. But you could have destroyed the last vestiges of civilization.” 

“It was Lucy’s idea.” Maybe playing the dumb coward could work in his favor. 

“And you didn’t think to at least try and stop her?”

“No.” 

“What are we going to do with you?” Betty asked. He wasn’t quite sure if it was rhetorical.  

“You were going to reassign me a couple of weeks ago; move forward with that, I guess,” Norm resigned, but he was growing tired of the council’s hypocrisy, and the next lines just slipped out. “I’m just glad to hear that we punish people down here for breaking the rules. Is that just for Vault dwellers or people who come down here and murder vault dwellers?” He made his position on the matter as clear as possible. 

Betty smirked at his statement, “Now that I think of it, we’ve got a job for you, after all,” as if she had been waiting for a chance to punish his insolence. 

[dragonskxn]

Maybe it's just me being paranoid or w/e but I feel like my writing style has been declining lately. I worry that Anna is too boring of a character because her setting is so casual and more slice-of-life.

It feels like everything I've been writing lately is just the same thing, over and over and over again. Baking and cooking and farm animal shenanigans, but I just can't seem to come up with hardly anything fresh and new. I'm having a more difficult time having her approach other muses, and I worry that other muses aren't approaching her because she's, well...boring. When you write a character who's scared to show that she's a mythical creature and hides away from the rest of the world, I guess interactions can be...limited, even in a modern verse.

Most of my content on this blog lately consists of just silly little shitpost doodles and queued up aesthetic posts. I keep dragging my feet about getting drafts done because I'm just so tired from work IRL.

I love Annalise to death, but I don't know what to do with her, or how to improve her character, or if I should do some sort of big story plot or event, or... something. I feel like she's growing stagnant and that worries me. I've never been able to hold onto an OC as long as Anna, and I don't want to retire her anytime soon.

I just don't know what to do.

[nerdieforpedro]

Weekend update 05/05/2024

Hello! It’s been awhile since Nerdie has done one of these. 👀

Yes it has! Why have you only been lurking and popping up with random things?

Well, my smut fairy is playing hide and seek. Has been more hidden as of late. Inspiration has led to different fics than I planned on. And I’ve queued so many posts that my current queue is posting things up until June 5th. 😂

How does one even queue that many things? And what do you mean the smut fairy has been playing hide and seek? We read that Frankie series! And that Dieter update! Nerdie, stop trying to be coy, it doesn’t suit you dear.

I’m not sure how to respond to that. And yeah both of those had smut but it was….I did say the fairy was playing hide and seek. I did not say they were hidden the entire time. 🫣

Details, details. You also changed the title graphic color, why?

Stories are made by their details. Wise advice said by…some smart person somewhere. It reminds Nerdie of a bahama mama. It’s a drink that she enjoys like a pirate. Yohoho! 🏴‍☠️(I’m very sorry. 😣)

Anyway, thank you to the following lovely people who sent me beautiful person asks and who reached out when I was not doing so hot. I know better than to argue with any of you:

@rhoorl @yourcoolauntie @grogusmum @avastrasposts @megamindsecretlair

@westside-rot @laurfilijames @inept-the-magnificent @bitchwitch1981 @secretelephanttattoo

@angelofsmalldeath-codeine @connectioneverywhere @604to647 @mysterious-moonstruck-musings @morallyinept

@yorksgirl @sweetercalypso @schnarfer @soft-persephone @maggiemayhemnj

@magpiepills @paulmescal-s @lotusbxtch @wannab-urs

As for Nerdie’s fic recommendations, they are here! She’s keeping track of them and is going to put the whole list out at the end of the month because, promoting fics is fun and means she can type more randomness. 😆

1. Torment Part 1 Fear by @djarinmuse (Din Djarin x fem OC)

2. Tempered by the Fire by @ladamedusoif (Din Djarin x f reader)

3. Talk Dirty to Me by @morallyinept (Marcus Pike x fem reader)

4. Nightingale by @rosecentaur1916 (Miguel O’Hara x plus size fem reader)

5. Daffodil by @starstruckunknown-princess (Javi G. X reader)

6. Into the Deep End by @magpiepills (Joel Miller: the hole filler x AFAB reader)

7. your favorite kryptonite by @kedsandtubesocks (Comic Bookstore Owner!Dieter Bravo x F!Reader)

8. Kings & Queens by @joels-shitty-puns (Joel Miller x reader)

9. Insatiable by @lowlights (Pero Tovar x fem reader)

10. Top Me, I deserve it by @for-a-longlongtime (Santiago Garcia x Francisco Morales)

11. Fifteen Minutes by @whocaresstillthelouvre (Din Djarin x fem reader)

12. Raining in Baltimore by @schnarfer (Marcus Pike x f reader)

Nerdie did post a bit this week. She’s mainly been posting on AO3 since it takes less time and she can slap things up there with reckless abandon (and sufficient tags).

Part VIII of Only Parts of you Mr. Morales (Frankie Morales) *completed*

The Intended determines their Meaning (Javier Gutierrez)

Sure inside, but will you stay for more after we’re done? Chapter 5 of Weddings 101 with Dieter (Dieter Bravo)

Lastly there are a few ongoing challenges and fun things. Make sure to read individual challenge rules and fun things.

1. Help Wanted: Summer Reading with @strang3lov3 They’re asking for self-recs, recs of fics that have stuck with you, fics that you think others should read. Send them your Pedro boy goods. The best kind of summer reading.

2. Jett’s Flora and Fauna Challenge by @morallyinept It’s the incomparable Jett! Making her own challenge to being your fics, art, Moodboards or all any combinations. It just has to have a Pedro character and flowers. Any length (because we like all kinds here) and can be as many submissions as you want.

3. Jamie’s Ocean Challenge by @mermaidgirl30 Pedro characters, the ocean, fun, fics and moodboards mixed together for this one. Again any length (all are welcome and enjoyed), must have a Pedro character and the ocean in your fic or Moodboard.

4. @pedroscouts The Pedro Scouts have descended upon us to give us badges (gotta collect ‘em all), fun tasks and general tomfoolery to make Tumblr fun! Make sure to read through the rules if you’d like to join.

5. May Drabble Challenge courtesy of the @dieterbravobrainrotclub It features our favorite Kit Kat lover Dieter Bravo and aliens 👽 with a meet-cute. 👀 Not weird enough for you? Then write it extra strange.

So that’s about it. There was a lot of ground to cover but we got it done. Nerdie is going to go see a man about a goat 🐐 and also another guy about some teasing or edging? Maybe it counts as edging. Nerdie is 🫤 unsure. She’s only wrote like one of these before. 😆 She also has to look for boots, maybe she’s gonna go to her second concert 🎵

Stay safe and hydrated everyone!

Love Nerdie! ❤️ ❤️❤️

[themiracleeye]

Hello. This is an official rotomblr account for The Miracle Eye. We may take submissions of topics to investigate, as well as testimonies. Don’t be afraid to contact us.

Our mission is to bring out the truth, expose corruption and shed light on overlooked issues across the pokémon world. If they aren’t being reported on accurately enough, we’ll also cover recent events. Due to the risky nature of our work, our reporters all go under pen names.

I’m Gothorita. I run communications, like this account, and host most of the interviews for our article. I’m the one who wrote the introductory text here! I hope it didn’t come off too cold, with how formal it was. I don’t bite. If more than one of us are using the account, I’ll sign off with 🌌, but it’s unlikely I’ll have to.

Hey, Lampent signing in. I’m the head writer, and a founding member, alongside Gothorita. We have a decent team across unova, and we’ll be hiring on occasion. I’ll sign off with this emoji if I have to speak here, to avoid confusion: 🕯️

Hi, call me Braviary. My main focus is pokemon Ethics. I’ve also got a couple bird pokémon at home. I’ll sign off with this: 🦅

//ooc under the cut

Hi!! New blog, hopefully this one goes well.

I’m not 100% sure yet how I’ll run this. Chances are I might invite others in on this? Maybe? If I figure out how to do shared accounts it could be fun

This account might get a bit gritty at times, since it’ll be focusing on things like evil teams and corruption, so be warned. I’ll make sure to tag things as they come up though.

The muses are all adults, ranging from mid-late 20’s to early 30’s.

Hybrids, eebies, sentient pokemon, superheroes and protagonists are all fine to interact. I tend to run on multiverse rotomblr, while being flexible with where my characters stand in there depending on what works best. If our headcanons clash too much we can easily explain it away with multiverse, so yeah.

I’ll be trying to write queued articles, making references to plot points in the games or maybe recent events related to characters on here if that’s ok by you all :)

You can also submit testimonies and leads to gothorita! Feel free to come here if you want to perhaps foreshadow a mystery in your blog…

Hopefully I don’t get writer’s block running this thing, but to avoid that I’ll queue some posts before I begin

Check out my other blogs!

@psyonicscream

@rotomblr-postal

@stellar-bookworm

@ultraspace-fallerlogs

@thatoneelectronerd

[witchoftrinity]

PSA I'm going on a much needed exodus (read as vacation) from tomorrow for the entire week! I'll have my phone and have some minis/posts queued up but expect mostly radio silence for those 6 days.

Also applies to the other muses too but I'll save you the hassle of reading this post 10 more times (NJ, Camilla, Nian, 621, WoL, Melu, Miyoi, Kikuri, Sparkle, Archi)

[ssolessurvivor]

I think you should answer all the questions in the munday meme :)

@ttheagcd got to my completionism

Do you enjoy your interactions with the rp community? Generally speaking, yes, sometimes no, but being more selective and curating of my own space makes it something I love (on most days)

Have you made any friends since creating your blog? Yes! You included, I have made a few friends along the way (and hope to make more when life fucking slows down).

Have you ever done something embarrassing or made any mistakes that you can’t forget about? Hmmm, not a lot I don't think? Here or there stupid grammar mistakes or punctuation issues haunt me though after even reading a reply three or four times before posting it lol.

Are there any ships for your muse that you enjoy, or ships that you would like to see happen? I mean I love all his ships, I think having more angsty ships or ships with more 'evil' characters could be super fun.

What is something or someone you have always wanted to write with? i.e. a particular plot, a character, etc. Some more obscure characters, such as Maleficent (which I do have someone I'm starting to plot with when life doesn't get in the way lol), any studio ghibli muses could be super wholesome and fun. That's about it because some characters I'm learning are cursed that I shall never write with after bad experiences.

What are your biggest pet peeves when it comes to tumblr? The DMs are so broken for me personally for like two months they suck!! Some of the stigma behind 'oh I can't approach this person cause graphics and intimidation' can get a little exhausting but I know it can't be helped. Just the little things.

Is there anything you dislike about your muse? I don't think so? Maybe his aggression or that he suppresses some things until he explodes which clearly isn't healthy. (ooc is lack of content but hopefully more comes soon even though the creators for him are literally gone)

Do you have any insecurities about writing and/or interacting with other people? Sometimes I do get a little worried that my writing isn't good enough, like if I'm having an off day and things just don't flow quite right but I still post it anyways. Or if I feel like I don't send enough/too many memes, things like that.

What is your favourite thing about your muse? What he means to me, he's an incredibly personal creation of mine and I know this might be more abstract than the question calls for. But he is loved on many different levels for me and the fact I can try to bring awareness to not only veterans sacrifices and suffering, but also chronic pain and other little things, I'm glad to try and do that through a fleshed out character who I love.

Is there anyone who inspires you or that you look up to? I have some people here who inspire me, you being one of them and a couple other folks. Some writers inspire me and always have to write, like Adrienne Young, Brandon Mull, Grady Hendrix. I love their writing and their stories and it pushes me to try and improve my writing at any turn I can.

What time of day are you more inclined to write? During the week typically evening time is when I can sit down and get written out drafts typed and queued, but sometimes in the afternoon is when I find I get inspired, handwrite a few replies, and then type them up later. Usually on weekends it can vary from morning to afternoon, evenings are generally for other things.

What are some similarities between you and your muse? His love of handmade things. The fact Tegan quilts, I quilt myself and am amassing a collection of them. Melanie knits and crochets, which I also do, and that's where Logan gets his nice wooly socks from, scarves, and some homemade decor (specifically for fall). Otherwise I guess our other similarity is living with and learning to deal with chronic pain.

What are some differences between you and your muse? I am not a soldier or military member in any way, but a few of my family members are. So I learn from them how to portray him (learn meaning observing cause no way am I asking) and other shows how to portray his issues correctly and without diminishing it's importance or overembellishing it.

Do you have any pets? I do! An elderly, very round, cat we inherited from my husband's mom and recently passed father in law. Her name is kitty cause...she never really had a name. She currently has a bed on my desk so she's sitting right next to my laptop now purring away and I love her even when she gets grumpy and annoying lol.

Are there any pets you wish you could have? I would like to have a dog again given my last one passed away about two years ago now, I'm contemplating getting a memorial tattoo for her soon, but she will always be my first baby.

What are some of your favourite hobbies? Aside from the obvious that I talk about here all the time, I really do love reading though I'm currently in a bit of a slump because said hobbies take up the remainder of my down time right now. Otherwise I do like gaming, rebuilding my animal crossing island and trying to get it to five stars and dream addressed is my current goal after having the game since launch and never getting an island complete lol.

What is your current big obsession? Crocheting the cutest little ghostie plushies, I'm making three for my coworkers, one for mom, and I made the first one for me just to make sure I understood the pattern correctly. I'm also making Mickey pumpkin plushies too, one for me, one for mom, and two for my coworkers and I need to get the big puffy bows sewn together soon. I'm done with two so far.

Have you ever met an rp partner in real life? Would you like to? I have no met an rp partner in reality but I would love to! Would ideally be someone I consider a friend and am very close with, though.

Are you open for sharing social media with your rp partners? i.e. Skype, Discord, Messenger, etc? Yes I am!

Are you currently single or in a relationship? I am married.

[meatriarch]

mkay lists queued up so, they'll post whenever the queue decides to post them abt like a half hr apart or whatever it is so its not too dash-spammy, but anywho if you send anything feel free to go wild i dont mind lmao

otherwise, to return the favor of getting treats, like this post and i'll go thru your prompt tags and send some treats in too <3 just lemme know of any preferred muse(s) to send them in for & from ofc !

[radioiaci]

I'M PUTTING THESE ALL IN ONE POST BECAUSE THERE'S A LOT OF THEM OKAY THANK YOU.

@radicheart ⧐ ♡♢

YOU AND YOUR DELIGHTFULLY UNIQUE PORTRAYAL! ! ! ! ! You are one of my fave blogs too, I love to see how you write Cal and the shenanigans he gets up to and the wonderful design and art you have for him. ALWAYS PHENOMENAL THANK U I look forward to yours and mine interacting more FOR REAL! ! !

@hellsdisneyprincess⧐ ♡ - I love everything about your blog. Just EVERYTHING. 

WOWOWO THANK YOU I honestly have not had the ability to interact with many Charlies, you are like one of TWO and SO FAR I do enjoy the thread we have and their dynamic SO I AM EXCITED TO INTERACT MORE YES, Alastor needs his lil influencer to go out there and GO GETTEM

@zestials ⧐ ♡ !!

HELLO? ?? ? ?? THANK YOU SM??? I LOVE YOUR BLOG TOO WOWOWO WE HAVEN'T EVEN INTERACTED (but we totally should hello hello i'm putting u in my pocket) THANK YOU I hope we can thread together SOMETIME ! ! !

@visage-of-hell ⧐ ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

You TAKE THESE HEARTS AND GIVE EM RIGHT BACK TO YOURSELF - again you're one of the first OCs I interacted with when I made this blog AND YOUR WRITING IS PHENOMENAL OKAY I enjoy Alastor and Vis's dynamic being as prickly as it is LMAO it's a lot of fun AND WE WILL INTERACT MORE (or ELSE)

@mysteriouslyhopefulstranger ⧐ ((This is late: ♢♧

THIS IS ME NOTICING YOU! I actually have a reply to you queued up, so I promise it's COMIN'. Truthfully, I'm still trying to learn about the Mystery Skulls stuff LOL so rping with multiple muses in one post is a bit of a challenge for me BUT not a deterrent, so it'll take a bit for Alastor to feel like he can have some leverage when interacting with so many characters at once. BUT THERE IS A REPLY COMING, THANK YOU FOR ENJOYING MY WRITING!

@voxtekoverlord ⧐ ♡ :U obviously

omg if you didn't like my blog I would cry I MADE IT FOR YOU I LEARNED IT FROM WATCHING YOOOOOOUUU (jk ur allowed to have a life outside of me LMAO). but thank you I love u and ur vox is so precious to me I'm wrapping him up in my hands and putting him in my mouth so tenderly I love him and Alastor together they are so stupid and gay ok thank u for coming to my ted talk radiostatic nation

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE LOVELY SYMBOLS AND WORDS you make my heart go doki doki.

[someotherdog]

i'm at work atm so this queued but i have plots that i wanna do. please be warned some of these are horror or apocalyptic in nature! message me or like this post if you're interested in any of the plots below:

supernatural hunter x supernatural creature: muse a is a hunter from a long line of hunters. muse b is a supernatural creature (likely a werewolf bc they're my fave lol). romeo and juliet shenanigans ensue.

lost/yellowjackets: our muses were on a plane somewhere, only to crash in the wilderness or on a desert island. this would likely start just after the plane crashed so we can get some extra survival goodness. this has potential to be a mumu.

the serial killer's lover: muse a is an active serial killer, muse b is their boy/girlfriend/partner that either turns a blind eye to their lover's extracurricular activities or was previously unaware. now they've caught muse a in a compromising position. will they turn in muse a to the police? or help them cover it all up?

hockey player x figure skater: muse a is a hockey player, muse b figure skates. naturally, the figure skating club and the hockey team hate each other, so our muses of course aren't allowed to like each other. this would either be an enemies-to-lovers type deal or secret dating!

outlaws/western: our muses are part of an outlaw gang in the late 1890s. muse a is more of a reluctant member because they have nowhere else to go, while muse b is a newer addition to the group that thinks it's all fun and games (so far).

silent hill: our muses find themselves in the ghost town of silent hill, only to discover the horrors that plague it soon after arrival when the siren blares. our muses could be strangers or know each other, it just depends on what we plot out!

[fragmented-tales]

// sorry for another OOC post but- I figured I should update y'all on some things:

I'm still working through drafts on all my blogs, and iirc have a few responses queued up on the main blog for Sky.

I'm going to start only liking threads and answered asks - this is because I don't want to clog up anyone's notifications (whoops, sorry guys). Also on the topic of liking; I will unlike a thread and re-like your most recent reply. This is because I may not answer right away but I do want you to know I've seen it and have it drafted.

Over the next few weeks, muse might be weak for multi paragraph threads because I plan to work on detailed sheets for more muses, like what some of them (ex. Aluecard, Moira, Twilight) already have. I'll note who gets updated with whatever posts at the time in the tags.

I have a handful of meme starters in the queue, so if none of the currently posted memes interest you, you're welcome to ask me if there's anything queued I think would fit between our muses.

I am always fine with being randomly tagged!! Whether it's for memes, posts you think fit our muses, random starters, anything!!! I'm nervous to interact with anyone beyond a select four people, two of which were my friends before I started rping here, one is a friend I made through one of those friends, and one is one I just instantly kinda clicked with (in my perspective, at least) so interacting with me first is HIGHLY recommended!

I'd usually subscript a post like this but it was cutting letters weirdly on mobile??? Sorry- //