#18+ safe to interact but not to follow/mutuals (depends)

[hachiko-heartstrings]

【@hachiko-heartstrings ᰍ ִ ۫ ་ blᦅ ֙g 𒀭 ˖ ࣪⊹

﹌ ✧ ꜜ ﹌ ✧ ꜜ ﹌ ✧ ꜜ ╭ ͡   ͡ ◝╮

✵ ˚       · +   　 . *            ╰◟ ͜   ͜ ◞

.   . 　　　　 ·　　 · · ˚       ’ , ‘ , ‘ ’

𓈒 ࣪૮₍ ๑ • ᵜ 𝓛ig ࣪ht 𓊔˖ ۫ ݂ a˓s th ࣪e ◝

𝓅lu⋆m ⺌ blᦅׂssᦅׂᦂ’s ៹ 𓄧 ˖ ࣪ ン

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hello! I am hachiko— yes, that is my literal name.

I live in Japan! And I am 18 years old.

I kin nana komatsu, but doubles are allowed!

I have dpd, audhd, bpd, and more! I am considered pretty sensitive, and am somewhat of a crybaby— so please think before you say anything. To put it more bluntly, I am mentally unstable.

I am a ballerina! I do that as my full-time job, and compete in some competitions as well as preforming in plays.

I can write English and use English grammar pretty well, but I am not currently fluent in the speaking aspect. This isn’t my first language, my first is Japanese. ,, ׅ ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ

.𖥨 ˖ ͘ 𖥔 𝒯𖣠pi⸱c O1 🥛𓂃 ،،̲

💌 ˓࣪ ⸱𝓜y heaˑrt 𖥦 revives 》

ꕤ┈ with the 𝒮pring 𖠗 ࣭ ʾʾ ૮˃̵֊ ˂̵ ა

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This blog is considered to be a Yandere blog. I will be using that term, even though I don’t really like identifying with it— for me, it’s more of a label to explain how my blog works and my emotions run.

A trigger warning for some mentions of sh, abuse, co-dependent relationships, gore, etc! If you aren’t okay with these topics, please don’t report me! Just block and move on with your life.

Of course, this blog won’t just have all of that— there will be some times I’ll repost certain posts or things I found interesting or funny!

anons are welcome! Don’t mind them at all. I wouldn’t say I’d be desperate for some, since they aren’t really required or needed for me to run this blog— but hey, whatever floats your boat! I do have some ground rules with this, though. Basically, don’t say anything too sexual with me. Yes I know I’m an adult, recently have just been. But, I still don’t want to have heavy NSFW or too many NSFW jokes in my inbox. If you want to ask questions, make sure they are not too personal. Don’t send hate in there, as said before— I am sensitive, and I don’t want to have to deal with people who have nothing better to do but send hate messages to a stranger on the internet.

taken anons: ,, ׅ ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ

࣪◜｡ ࣪ 𝒯𖣠pi⸱c O2 🏩 𓍱 ִ ۫ ּ   𓏲 ،

ʚ₍ᐢ ›̥̥̥ ༝ 𝓛ady wit⸱h hearts ┈𖧧

╰𒀭˖ on your ♡ɞ   ࣪ ˖ 𓂃 halo

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I have a lot of things I like! I think most of the things I like have to do with music, Japanese literature, and dancing. I love libraries and their smell, as cliche as it sounds, I think the smell of books is really comforting. I also think this with rainy weather, and the after smell when you walk out.

I like a lot of more feminine clothing choices, and sometimes it does cost me a couple stares of judgement when I walk down streets, or admiration. I think dresses, fluffy jackets, Pom Poms, the color pink, gray, brown, white, yellow, etc. are pretty! I don’t wear much makeup, unless I’m on set for a play or preformance.

I do like a lot of indie Jpop and J-rock. And as well as classical music, it makes me feel like I’m in a ballroom of sorts! ,, ׅ ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ

་ꉂ 𓈈 𝒯𖣠pi⸱c O3 ⌯ ۫ 𖦹 🐰 , ,

𝓘 ˖ ꐑ dream Ꮺ ࣪ ֢ of a world 】

⿻*⌖.:˚◌˳˚⌖ elsewhere ໒꒱⋆ʾ ֑

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I have a basic dni list.

if you are a TERF, endo, pro-shipper, mainly NSFW blog, below the age of 15 + above the age of 30, fetishizer, personality disorder abuse believer, etc. do NOT interact. I’ll block you if you do.

i also block freely, and if I feel uncomfortable with you on my blog due to certain circumstances, I will block.

I hope you understand where I am coming from! If you have any concerns or questions, DM me. ,, ׅ ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ

: ¨ ·.· ¨ : ˖ ࣪ . ִֶָ𓂅 𝒪u˓˓tr𖦹 ᴥ •⍝ა

` · .. · ` ⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠂⠄. ᥫ᭡

Thank you for reading this!

follow if you want to be mutuals!

I hope you have a great rest of your day/night!

Stay safe! Bye! ,, ׅ ࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ

[ellesthots]

FAQ + DNI

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frequently-asked questions, all in one place 💬 please read through !

do you have a tag list?

i do not! lovely idea but I would undoubtedly forget people, forget to add it, etc…

which batman are your fics based on?

the batman (2022), battinson!bruce wayne <3 same with Alfred, Gordon, etc. + the general world. unless otherwise noted, it does not diverge from the canon events in The Batman

what if i’m a minor (under 18)?

please do not interact with my fics! i deeply appreciate you wanting to engage with my work, but i am not comfortable with minors being on my page. most of what i post is NSFW or includes heavy themes, and i make sure to front every post with 18+ to try to avoid this. please find other lovely authors!

what time zone do you post from?

i post from Pacific Standard Time (PST) 🌲

what’s your posting schedule?

at least one chapter every two weeks! very rarely will i post later than that, but emergencies could happen since i’m posting each chapter as I write it, and I’m in my final year of grad school lmao. if something ever comes up, I’ll let y’all know :)

i know the pain of following/reading a fic and it ends up being unfinished. i promise my sweet readers, you’re safe with me! my multichapter fics will always be completed in a timely fashion <3

do you take requests?

yes! how soon I’ll be able to write them is another story though lol. but I would love to hear what you’d like to see! i am totally okay with NSFW requests too :) depending on how comfortable i am with the prompt I reserve the right to (politely) decline, but yes!! love any and all chances to interact and try ideas outside of my own thoughts ⭐️ preferably requests related to battinson, but im open to general Bruce/Batman prompts as well :)

send me an ask with any and all prompts!

do you have a dni/dnf policy?

the general things: no bigotry of any kind. this includes racism, xenophobia, transphobia, homophobia, fatphobia, ableism, saneism, etc… this account is pro-Palestine, pro-fat, antiracist, feminist, and LGBTQIA+ affirming. i am a queer woman and will not tolerate hate in any form. also, as a Batman fan… bruce wayne would h8 you if you defended any of the above forms of hate <3

what do you do for school?

in a Master’s program to be a therapist! currently interning and will graduate in June ‘25. feels important to stress this point since some of you follow me on other socials: while i am a therapist (in training), i am not your therapist. none of my posts or interactions are intended to be therapeutic, nor are they a substitute for therapy. while mental health themes are strong in my writing, none of the scenes I write are mental-health gospel, and should not be taken as such (particularly in Fateful—while there are therapy scenes and depictions of mental illness, i am in no way, shape, or form claiming to be an expert while writing fiction, nor condoning a particular style, technique, or depiction as correct or ‘right’).

what are your other socials?

i am on Twitter as elles_thots, and TikTok as ellesthots. I rarely post to TT, but i am very active on Twitter! i also made a Bluesky as ellesthots, but i am not very active on there whatsoever currently. send me a DM on here or Twitter with your handle and I’ll follow you back! always love more Batman mutuals, and interacting with my readersssss ilysmmm 🦇🥹

can i find your fics outside of Tumblr?

sure can !! outside of Tumblr, I crosspost my fics to AO3 and Wattpad. the first place i post my fics is AO3, so subscribe there if you want to be first to know when my fics/new chapters drop :)

i want to comment but i feel like what I have to say isn’t substantial or is annoying…

please please never feel like your comments aren’t meaningful enough!! never feel like your comments are annoying !! if you’ve been following me for a minute you know how sappy I get over comments. whether they are a few words long or a dozen full paragraphs, from the same person or a variety, i want to hear what you have to say!! every single notification I get of a new comment or ask makes me want to cry with happiness. seriously !! y’all could each individually spam my inbox with 20+ comments a day and I wouldn’t even begin to get annoyed. my dopamine would be over the moon and I’d be ecstatic lmaooo. if you don’t feel comfortable making a public comment or ask (asks can be anonymous too!) my DMs are wide open on here and Twitter! i would love to hear what you think 💕

are you interested in cowriting stories?

not at the moment or for the foreseeable future. again, much like the taglist — very cool concept, but just not for me right now! will let people know if that changes.

do you have any Battinson fic recs?

yesss !! i have two posts with fic recs (with links!): HERE and HERE. admittedly i do not have the time to read as many fics as I would like. so many of my fellow authors and friends in this space I would love to catch up with/read !! but grad schooool and needing to keep updating my baby (Fateful <3).

how many chapters do you intend to have in Fateful Beginnings?

do not know for sure! what’s so funny is this fic was originally going to only be a few chapters, like 20-30k max. and they were going to like each other immediately 💀 since then I’ve fleshed out the plot (obviously… rip to slow burn haters!!), and if I had to pinpoint a percentage of the way through we are as of the time of this post (ch39), I would say we are past the halfway point. we still have a few more arcs to go through. if we’re talking traditional story structures, I’d say we’re at the very beginning of the rising action. just dipped a pinky in. maybe half a pinky.

wanting the story to have a very lived-in feel without being stale and stagnant. very slice-of-life meets batman plot. very character-driven with an overarching plot, so it depends on any detours or swerves they take me on along the way! but we are getting into the thick of it 🙂‍↕️

if you made it this far: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ gold stars for you !! feel free to ask more questions in the comments and asks, and I’ll add them as i see fit to share! for now I can’t think of anything else <3

Let me know if the text size is too small (trying out the smaller text option I’ve seen for streamline’s sake) and I will edit this post to make it this (original) text size <3

[mysticalsoot]

★connor's corner★

➦about me & my blog

disclaimer post here (keep it in mind before following/interacting)

★ hi I'm connor! i use he/him pronouns.

★ ive been writing for well over 10 years and I'm 18

★ be kind, my page is a safe space for all people. if you don't have something nice to say, don't say it.

★ dms and inbox is open at all times unless stated otherwise!

★ if you don't like what I write, don't read it or just block me, it isn't that hard!

★ my page is currently 14+ but as I age, I may raise that depending on what I post. all smut/nsfw posts are 18+, I can't control if you read it underage but if you do; don't blame me if you're traumatized.

★ side blogs

sfw agere blog; @koithelittle

x-files blog; @muldershadow

godbur source post // godbur masterlist

(more below the cut!)

➦requests

-> open!!

-> I do write nsfw currently, please respect the age rating :)

-> I write primarily write wilbur (cc + bursonas, and any character I create)

-> I may take a while for requests as I'm not always quick with them

-> when requesting please be respectful in what you ask for!! (ie, no romanticization of ed's or mental illness, no kidnapping, shit like that)

-> I'm comfortable writing fem!reader but I lean more towards gn and male!! since those are less common in the fic community :)

➦content (masterlist, events, series pages, wip)

-> masterlist

-> godbur masterlist

-> godbur source post

-> wip list

-> glances of love (a domestic fic series)

-> boarding school au masterlist

-> connor's 350 event list coming soon!

-> connor's christmas event coming soon!

➦mutuals

-> lilly, seph, max, elliot, zeo, mania, ella, emi, key, noah, charlie, seven, kei, nico, lyss, mariii, ivy, artemis, medlar, lilac, jade, abby, ax

➦anons

-> none currently!

➦taglist

-> @lcvejoy @lillylvjy @ella-fella-bo-bella @lotusanonymouse @ughtreyparker @whos-nicooo @zebonos @charlieisverybored @enanon @maxx-is-dumb

18+ taglist; @lillylvjy @enanon @maxx-is-dumb12

(send an ask or DM to be added :)

© 2023 mysticalsoot

common tags \/

[stolenbythegods]

Name / Alias: Beth/Semeiya

Are you over 18? : Yes / No

– W R I T I N G –

Are you selective about who you write with? : No (anyone) / Semi (most people) /Yes (some people) / Highly (few people) / Private (mutuals only).

Are you selective about who you follow? : No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people). - I follow people I want to write with, or otherwise useful blogs for RP stuff. But I do like to keep my dash from being too busy too.

If your muse is canon, how much do you adhere to canon? : Not at all / A little / Some / Mostly / Strictly / Not Applicable. - If you count greek myth as canon, then I mix my own stuff in alongside the myths, but I never bin it completely.

What post lengths do you write? : One-Liners / Single-Para / Multi-Para / Novella/ All of the aforementioned. - Though novella is very time consuming and tiring for me, and one-liners can get a bit dry after a while.

Do you use icons and/or GIFS? : No / Gifs / Icons /Yes / Sometimes - I don't have the time, skill, or energy to make resources for my muses, and I post from mobile a lot, so they're more hindrance than help for myself.

Do you write on other platforms? : No / Yes - I am happy to write on discord with established partners

What level of plots do you write? : Unplotted / Open-Ended Plots / Semi-Plotted / Fully Plotted Epics / All of the aforementioned

How quickly do you usually respond to threads? : Very Slow (more than a month) / Slow (3-4 weeks) / Average (1-2 weeks) / Fast (less than one week) / Very Fast (less than three days) / Depends on muse - I admit I can be very slow, but some things can have me replying much quicker. At the end of the day, it really depends on what my muses are into, and if my mental state is okay for it.

What types of themes do you like? : Adventure / Romance / Fluff / Angst / Violence / Tragedy / Domestic / Family/ All of the aforementioned

What genres do you like? : ( Feel free to add! ) High Fantasy / Supernatural / Science Fiction / Historical / Horror / Comedy / Romantic / Drama / Action / Smut /Adventure / Espionage / Dark / Emotional / All of the aforementioned - Honestly though, depending on the person, and the plot, I could be persuaded into almost anything

Are there any themes you’re uncomfortable writing on your blog? : (Not triggers) No / Yes / Sometimes - Only in the sense that there's some stuff I don't feel safe RPing on tumblr and would prefer to have it on discord or be private in some way.

Do you have any triggers? Do you request it tagged? : No / Yes

– S H I P P I N G –

What types of relationships are you open to? : Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned

What types of pre-established relationships are you open to? : Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned

Do you have OTPs? : No / Chemistry Only / Yes

Do you have NOTPS? : No / Yes - none off the top of my head anyway

What is your muse’s sexual orientation? : Heterosexual / Heteroflexible / Bisexual / Pansexual / Homoflexible / Homosexual / Demisexual / Sapiosexual / Asexual / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you’re asking

What is your muse’s romantic orientation? : Heteroromantic / Heteroflexible / Biromantic / Homoflexible / Homoromantic / Panromantic / Demiromantic / Sapioromantic / Aromantic / Still trying to figure it out / Depends on the muse you’re asking

Are you comfortable writing smut? : No / Selectively/ Yes

How early in a relationship do you ship romantically? : Autoship / During plotting / After a couple IC interactions / Several IC interactions / Slow burn / Plot dependent / Never

Are you open to toxic ships? : No / Selectively/ Yes / I am not sure

Are you open to problematic ships? : No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure

Are you open to polyamory shipping? :No/ Selectively / Yes / I am not sure

Are you an exclusive shipper? : Never / Sometimes / Yes - I don't generally do it, but I am open to it if we click super hard and both express we can't really see shipping with other iterations.

Does crack shipping ever happen? :Nope / Yes / Depends - It has a couple of times before, and I'm not against it haha

Tagged by: nobody, i stole it

Tagging: anyone who wants to do it. Tag me!.

[painsnothing]

* 𝙰𝙽𝙰 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙴𝚂 ( source : gun interactive's TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE. ) an independent, semi ― canon,  𖬺͟. heavily headcanon based portrayal. written by jenna. they / fae. 18+ only. mutuals exclusive and highly selective. account is multi–ship. original character and crossover friendly, highly encouraged.

discord is sweetcrazylove. exclusive to mutuals only. twitter is lunvreclipses, open to anyone to follow.

warnings for the following: cannibalism, murder, gore, knives, blood, torture and more to be listed.

literate, varied range. mirrors as best as possible. activity depends on both muse and availability. mun works part—time along with being a full—time student.

𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 — @wrestlinqsaver, @lockpickings, @rabbitfate, @juliethefirstgirl

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 — spotty, low—mid activity and replies. dms & asks are open.

prompts⠀⠀⠀board⠀⠀⠀carrd⠀⠀⠀doc⠀⠀⠀credits⠀⠀⠀psd⠀⠀⠀playlist⠀⠀⠀tags

* 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 !

𝟶𝟷. my personal portrayal of ana is 99% based off of my own headcanons for her along with bits and pieces of canon lore. please do not assume that what gun said applies to my ana. information about my portrayal can be found on my carrd / doc. an important thing to know is ana is 19-20 and in college. any questions about my portrayal or if you want to no more, feel free to ask. ♡ feel free to tag me in / send me things at anytime !

𝟶𝟸. this blog is open to multiples of the same muse, i want to interact with everyone! my only thing is i will not be following back anyone of the same muse (aka other anas) for personal reasons.

𝟶𝟹. things will be appropriately tagged but if you need a specific trigger tagged, please let me know! i want to make my blog a safe and comfortable space for everyone. speaking of, i will not tolerate any homophobia, racism, etc. on here. doing so will result in a hard block.

𝟶𝟺. i am not new to roleplay in anyway, i have been doing this for a decade (sadly). though i am new to roleplaying on tumblr, so please bear with me! i am open to any tips / suggestions to improve on here :]

𝟶𝟻. i will not be following back / interacting with personals / non-roleplay based accounts. this blog is very much focused on my portrayal of ana and i would like to keep it that way. thank you!

[bite-scars]

18+, MINORS DNI

Ageless blogs will be blocked

Dark kink and fiction blog. Seriously, if any specific kinks or dynamics bother you, this is likely not a safe or pleasant place to browse. Look after yourself ♡

This post will update periodically, please keep an eye out for Limit changes and etc

About Me

I follow/like from @corvid-cerebrum, check it out for a more well-rounded experience i guess lol

My name's not a secret or anything but I'd prefer you use petnames or nicknames (Birdie and doll are the first that come to mind, Kid counts as a petname with the right energy lol. Nothing is explicitly ruled out as of yet but a helpful "no" list will be made eventually)

I have self-harm scars. I'm not clean from it, i don't see myself quitting, it is partially a kink thing. Things may appear in photos. Any blood will be appropriately tagged. I in no way want to encourage it for anyone else, it's a terrible coping mechanism and can be extremely dangerous. If it makes you uncomfortable please block. I find them attractive on myself and am content with this. I don't intend to hide myself on my own blog or feel shame for feeling attractive, it would go against the entire purpose of having this blog in the first place. Posts mentioning it explicitly will be tagged with "tw sh" for those with that muted/blocked. Please respect this warning and proceed according to your best interests.

5'1 short king mama ey

Nonbinary/genderfluid transmasc, certified prettyboy, working on getting T and top surgery

They/them primarily but really wanting to test out he/him and it/its more

Just a little creature. A housecat. A pretty bird. An unknown entity to study and unravel and pick apart piece by piece to see what makes it tick.

AuDHD

Bi/pan, aro+ace-spec

Switch, dom-leaning in theory, sub-leaning in practice (for now)

Married ♡

Poly but not currently interested in/in a place for building new connections

Just here to figure out what I'm into, explore gender a bit, and embrace the art of posting explicitly horny cringe (art, writing, fan content, thirst posting, anything I still get embarrassed over people seeing).

The goal is to eventually use this like my main but with 0 shame, so it might end up pretty eclectic.

Boundaries

Not comfortable with direct flirting or dms in general (unless asking me to remove a tag from your post or something like that)

Asks to talk about kinks, posts I've made, or anything else really are ok but not guaranteed to be answered due to low social battery ^^; I do love interacting when I'm able, I'm addicted to attention ;p

I'm not Super into the whole mutuals thing as of yet (on account of the afformentioned social battery) but that may change as I get more comfortable here :)

I mostly only tag for clarity/categorization

(ie if you have any big Nopes please tread carefully)

• ♧ - With Fictional Characters. I like the concept/kink but primarily to explore through characters and not myself

• ♤ - I'm picturing myself on the dominant side of the concept

• ◇ - I'm picturing myself on the submissive side of the concept

• ♡ - both is good

• Need - would like to try something similar irl given the right opportunity

• Spare Parts - pictures of me :3

• Not a kink - just yapping bc I feel safer posting over here than on main ig lol

• Art, Writing, Fic, Word Vomit, Concept - Things I've made myself, all pretty self explanatory. The difference between Writing and Fic is just ocs vs existing characters, Word Vomit is effectively brainstorming out loud anything i don't have the energy to structure into a better format, Concept is effectively the middle ground between Writing and Word Vomit.

• the wolverine brainrot strikes again - also self explanatory-- If you're trying to avoid spoilers like the plague or have beef with this guy/people drooling over him feel free to block this one lol

○ I might also tag for specific ocs/ existing characters, depending. If you're not ok with blorbo-tagging on your posts just shoot me a dm and I'll untag that bit and do my best to avoid doing so in the future, no problem at all :)

More may be added in the future but this is a good starting point i think

Body-related language/terms I vibe with:

Ok: chest, dick, tdick, cock, hole, boyhole (could refer to front or back). Pussy and cunt are on thin ice for the time being

No thank you: clit, breasts, tits, most other words typically used for boobs, you know how it is

Kinks/Limits List

Subject to change and fill up more as I figure things out

Favorite

Finally some good fucking food, foaming at the mouth about it, shows up in more fantasies than not, etc etc

Biting

Marking

Cnc

Knifeplay

Into

Cheers I'll drink to that bro

Praise

Bondage

Exhibitionism (i like feeling like art on display in particular 🌸)

Size kink

Teratophilia

Corruption

Rarely into, but not Never

Very picky about it, or very dependent on my mood

Petplay

Hypnosis

Roachification

Exploring

I have feelings about it but I'm not sure what kind yet

Fauxcest

Ageplay

Hard Pass

Mostly no shade, just not for me

Detrans

Scat

Any kind of food/weight control

It should go without saying that anything genuinely (as in, not solely fantasy/negotiated/roleplay/etc) nonconsensual or harmful (RACK excluded ofc, mentioning for clarity) is not acceptable here, DNI

I also just block anyone that makes me uncomfortable or is an outright dick✌️ protecting my peace.

[saburaito]

#𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎— an  independent    &    semi - selective  roleplay  blog  for  an  ORIGINAL CHARACTER.     based in the  TRUE CRIME,    YAKUZA  setting.   ( with verses for STAR WARS, HIGH FANTASY, HAZBIN, TWISTED WONDERLAND ETC. )   heavily inspired   by the character  SABU   from the  series   beastars,    taken into my hands  &  turned into a fully  fleshed  out character for my own uses.    this character is  ONLY  made for those who are  OVER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN,    no  minors  will be permitted on the blog.   this blog is SELECTIVE & MUTUALS ONLY, meaning that it will only interact with those who are being followed by the blog.

WRITTEN BY JACK,   TWENTY - FIVE.    this blog will contain  themes  of  abusive relationships,    drug  addiction,    sex work,   illegal activities,   and  other not safe for work topics.    please  use   your discretion  when interacting. 

single ship , with @/mieeko & @/shishigirls. SABU's CARRD can be found here, & a doc with full information here. please read before interacting.

( MAINS ) : shishigirls , gloomfaithed , lotuskissed , smilingmxsk , viduificcl , rhoeade , laartiste , mkoshi , proofwhisky , in-the-pocket

✞ ( FULL NAME ) - saburai ito.

✞ ( NICKNAME ) - sabu.

✞ ( AGE ) - 18 - 43 ( verse dependent ).

✞ ( SPECIES ) - human.

✞ ( GENDER ) - cis-male.

✞ ( BIRTHDAY ) - october 13th.

✞ ( OCCUPATION ) - yakuza heir.

✞ ( HAIR ) - deep, crimson red - dyed, spikey & longer on the top, short on the sides mohawk. REF.

✞ ( EYES ) - golden - brown.

✞ ( HEIGHT ) - 6'6".

✞ ( OTHER ) - full body yakuza - style tattoos, lion - themed. including the back of his neck, down the knuckles, ankles and all else. multiple ear piercings, gauges on the lobes. three jacob’s ladder piercings. severe facial wound, ripped from the lip to the top of his jaw on the right side, will only keep uncovered around people who he trusts. otherwise, covered with a face - mask, or a bandana - depending on the day.

[koinotame]

\o/

hi! it's me, nana / koinotame!

if you're wondering why i went inactive and then deleted, my mental health kind of (really) tanked... and i ended up deleting my blog in a fit.

it's getting better bit by bit though! and i've been wanting to get back into writing (and talking abt my unhinged/yan ideas i can't really talk to anyone else abt), so. here i am! for now, at least

as for my previously posted writing, there's some good news and some bad news: the bad news is that everything i wrote directly into tumblr (99% of snippets, a lot of ask answers, most exact content warnings, etc) is gone. the slightly less bad news is that iirc there were very very few posts of mine that weren't reblogged by anyone at all, so they're probably still out there? feel free to send them my way if you find any and i'll rb them. @/midnight-remembrance also has reblogged a couple of them! there's a couple snippets i have saved in some places, so i might repost those on my own as i find them, but there's very few of those. the good news is that anything longer (proper writing — oneshots, hcs, yan alphabet responses and so on, prompt responses, etc) is safely backed up where i originally wrote it! some of it is also on my ao3, which is the same username. feel free to send me asks about any you'd like to see again and i'll repost them! i might not post them if i feel too embarrassed about/wish i hadn't posted them, and i might rewrite/heavily edit some of them, but i think there's only a handful that fall into the former category and none of them were particularly popular. either way, no harm in asking!

as for some other updates: i'm a little divided on whether i want to keep posting explicit nsfw or not so we'll see. i might just keep it out of main tags. idk yet. regardless of what decision i make, this blog is still strictly 18+ and that will not be changing. since we can reply from sideblogs now, this is a sideblog and not my main now. why? sometimes i prefer to check up on a blog frequently instead of following them for a couple of reasons, but this felt very awkward when they were following me. so this being a sideblog relieves a bit of that stress. if this makes it sound like i have severe brain worms, it's because i do. to that effect though, if we interact every so often feel free to consider us mutuals regardless of whether or not i'm actually following you =w=b tbh i.............. am not really into genshin anymore. i might post about it here and there but i just Do Not (really) Care about it anymore. scara aside to some degree i also have no clue what's going on post inazuma lol whatever projects or commitments to writing or etc i had made beforehand. i forgot all of them so just pretend that never happened ok? ok i'll also probably be posting more sparsely, but we'll see! and (this is obviously the most important bit) i have no clue where i put the mika edit so we're back to my og classic pfp. the header scales terribly and is temporary, please ignore that too

all that aside, as a treat for anyone who sees this in time,

*roughly 6/22 done, but fairly quick to write. roughly one paragraph per character (sneak peek line: "it's not too hard to be discreet with his unique magic when someone really deserves to fall face down a flight of stairs. or three. oopsie. odd they don't remember it, huh? well, he had nothing to do with that.") **more realistic isn't quite the right word(s)... probably won't post this one to the main tags regardless. won't be doing all of the characters (only important/relevant ones) and won't be writing more about/expanding on, so this one is just like. a one off experiment sort of thing. overall less violent than most takes on the au + leans a bit (or lot, depending on how you look at it) more on the religious aspect of self aware aus. i wrote a couple paragraphs a while ago, then rewrote them, but i'll only finish/post them if there's interest for it (sneak peek line: "aether has deluded himself and cast You aside entirely on his own—and when You finally grace them with Your real presence, zhongli is certain aether will be the first to fall from Your grace.")

i have one other new thing immediately ready for posting that'll get posted in a couple of days but that one's pretty silly

[ringborne]

A PRIVATE & INDEPENDENT PORTRAYAL OF BILBO BAGGINS, OF THE HOBBIT & TOLKIEN LORE. inscribed by beta, 23, she / her. BASED MAINLY UPON THE MOVIES, & PERSONAL HEADCANON, with some influence from the books. EST. 2023. MATURE CONTENT MAY BE PRESENT, WILL BE TAGGED ACCORDINGLY.

beta editor will be used on this blog. temp. rules below cut.

this blog may be low activity at times. i am currently a full-time nursing student, along with working on the weekends. therefore, my attentions may not always be focused here. if you are patient with me, that is all that i ask.

this blog is mutuals only. this is mainly for my own comfort and so i do not get overwhelmed. however, it may take me some time to follow back, depending on whether i'm busy or not, and whether i'm actively checking tumblr or not. in addition to this, i prefer to interact with those who are 18+. do not lie to me about your age. this will earn you an immediate block.

i am indeed open to writing mature content on this blog, although i will always tag it just to be safe. i will not be engaging in anything romantic-wise or sexual wise with those who are under the age of 18. once again, do not lie about your age to me. i will end up finding out, and it will earn you an immediate block. i am absolutely open to shipping, but will not do so with underage muses. i do have a personal preference for b.agginshield, but am more than open to anything else that may pop up.

formatting. most of the time, the style i write in is paragraph, although i sometimes may delve into novella if i get a sudden surge of inspiration. i write in third person. i don't expect anyone to match length, but i just ask that you do not give me one-liner replies.

credits. current psd is by creationcolor.

[sunkennotion]

I write of lilies, I write of lilies...

JAYCE RUELIO ECKEHART; having a name that long, comes way too many nicknames from my friends. My most common nicknames are Elio, Jay and Ruel. Feel free to make me a new nickname if you wish, as long as it isn't a far stretch from my name, I'd be down. I'm already in my legal age of early 20s and I go by any pronouns, using either feminine and masculine or even neutral pronouns to call me is definitely a-okay.

As of personality, my MBTI is ENxP... depending on the day, though I'm an ENTP 90% of the time. If you're familiar with Enneagram, I'm a 7w8 person. I'm a huge personality geek, so you probably see me defending my favorite type and dissing (fondly) my least favorite or just talk about it in my page. If you're easily offended over this, I don't recommend you to be my mutual.

This is my go-to list of the best things in life.

I always claim myself as a melomaniac, one that can barely function if no music is being played in the background. My favorite music genre, I'd say, is rock. Even so, I don't close myself in just listening to it. I have a wide-range of taste. Mentioning every band or artist I listen to would be too long, therefore I'll drop my top 5: Avenged Sevenfold, Pierce The Veil, My Chemical Romance, Gracie Abrams, Phoebe Bridgers.

Still connected to music, I also enjoy K-POP. My top favorites being BOYNEXTDOOR, KISS OF LIFE, TOMORROW X TOGETHER, and NEWJEANS. I listen and follow a lot of K-POP groups, too, but the ones I mentioned are what I am most familiar with (personnel wise).

I find myself stealing time from my hectic schedule to play games, while I usually play silly co-op games (Pico Park, Overcooked! 2, Valorant, Human Fall Flat, Moving Out, etc) with my friends, I love horror games (Fatal Frame, Corpse Party, Outlast, Little Nightmares, etc) and simulator games (Supermarket Simulator, Harvest Moon, Stardew Valley, WorldBox, etc), too!

Not much of a cinephile, just a casual watcher who watches various movies throughout the years. I don't have a favorite list of movies, but my go-to genres are horror, thriller/psychological thriller, action, and comedy. I do have a comfort movie... though it's almost always frowned-upon... my comfort movie is any movie from the Conjuring Universe... and my comfort series aren't so comforting either, Grey's Anatomy and Criminal Minds. (Maybe I just love being disturbed...)

Honorable mentions:

ALNSTG, Friends Game, Sam & Colby, Markiplier, Let's Game It Out, Miawaug, Nadia Omara, Five Nights at Freddy's theories, Personality Tests, Franz Kafka, Indonesian down-bad pop songs, Dead By Deadlight, poetry & writings, and a bit of everything in this world.

Notes to keep in mind before we follow each other:

I’m someone who loves to interact with my mutuals, from just a small reaction to an actual engaging conversation. While I may seem like I rarely do interactive post, I will always interact with my mutuals.

I’m a bit of a perfectionist, I like to keep my profile “clean” so you can expect occasional deleted posts or reposts of the same content just because I see a mistake in the previous post.

I’m a huge melomaniac and you can see me share what I’m listening to. If you’ re in need of someone to listen to songs together, you can rely on me and hit me up!

I occasionally write and they aren’t always a positive type of writing as I do it to blow steam off my head, I will always try to put up the correct trigger or warning (if you find a mistake in this, you are free to tell me!)

Strictly do not follow or interact if:

You hold hateful or discriminatory beliefs towards any group of people based on their sexual orientation, gender identity, race, ethnicity, religion, or ability.

You are a zionist, 02 voter and supports Mulyono & The Gang and/or doesn't care about politics at all.

You are under 18, while I claim my page as Safe For Work, I still prefer to have those who aren’t too far from my age as my mutual.

[wild-winder]

》Rules《

Hello.

I go by feral. they/them or she/her.

You might have heard of me. Or maybe not. Ive been around one side of this rpc or another for somewhere around 10 years.

I will turn asks and anons on and off again depending on my safety. if I forget to turn that back on before an ask meme let me know lmao

if you can make it through these rules without being scared off. maybe I will give you a chance. yes they are extremely long. consider it a filter. if you can't handle that. get out. you're already not worth me giving a chance.

I'm well fucking over 18. I am over 30 years old. Get off my lawn. Kids don't belong on Tumblr let alone anywhere near this RP blog. this is 18+ and you need to get the fuck out of here.

I will do icons or iconless threads. I primarily do ic-blogging but I will also do para. I don't always have the energy for threads but I'm willing to adapt.

I am nowhere near as acerbic as these rules make me sound. all of this is essentially fear-biting. but this community leaves me no fucking recourse other than to come in guns drawn. I will keep myself safe. unless you are already friends with me? I do not give a fuck about you. I am here for my safety. this community is too toxic to my well being for me to be anything else.

this blog will be NSFW. all of my blogs will be. though I plan to keep most overt erotic posting to side blogs there will be lurid stuff here and I likely will do sexual sunday stuff here. Get lost if you can't handle it. I'll try to tag such things #nsfw //

in general my tags are in the "#blank //" format but if you have a specific tag you use let me know!

this blog will also feature usage of weed and psychedelics, but no hard drugs.

I have extremely complex and very very harshly enforced rules. I have a lot of needs as a mun. I am not going to apologize for them, because this community at large makes zero effort to make any form of safe space for me to exist in. So instead I will make it myself. If you do not follow these rules you will be blocked for my own safety.

If you find yourself randomly blocked by me and you dont know me, you probably post some triggering shit the algorithm keeps shoving onto my dash so i had to block you to get rid of it. nothing against you. this site just sucks.

I am extremely selective. meaning im very choosy about who I interact with. who i follow. and who follows me. don't take it personal. i have extremely complex triggers that make Tumblr a wildly unsafe environment for me. I can only exist here with extremely harshly enforced boundaries and even then I see shit on here that triggers my intrusive thoughts every single fucking day.

I will only RP with mutuals. I will only RP with non mutuals on very select occasions. often I don't even look at my dash because I don't trust y'all to actually respect my needs and not start reblogging triggering shit because you "forgot." I am so incredibly used to having multiple days of violently intrusive thoughts because some friends "forgot."

and I am so incredibly tired.

I am fat and do have trauma around being fat how I depict big bodies with sexual overtones comes from a place of self acceptance and I will absolutely drag your ass through the dirt if you try and come for me with that. your experience with fatphobia is not mine. I will reclaim my own damn body how I fucking want to and I do not care about your opinion. My body positivity my rules.

I am aggressive and will bite as a mun, I’ve gotten too much bullshit to do otherwise. I have 6 years of experience moderating hyper leftist communities with over 10,000 members. I have heard every brain dead idpol argument in existence. If you try and go to war with me you won't win. Multiple individuals on this platform have tried. None have succeeded. Don't fucking bother. I will beat you.

there are people in this community I do not want to ever see again. if I see you interacting with them I will not start drama. I will not spread rumors. I will just unfollow or block you. that is all.

I do not respect anti vs proship rhetoric and i will not acknowledge or care about it. it's fucking stupid ass teenager culture war nonsense based on radfem terf beliefs worming their way into queer spaces. Get your own disgust-based reflexive politics out of my life because your bullshit is what empowered the current anti-trans wave that's destroying lives. get your worthless ramshackle house in order. you aren't virtue signalling by including it in your rules you're just an idiot.

freaks are absolutely welcome here. freaks and weirdos with every kind of depraved fucked up or silly cartoon deviantart kink imaginable. there might be some things I don't want to see but I will not judge you. yes even for that. yes even for that. I am an ex-furry. There are no kinks that will make me judge you. as long as it is between consenting adults then I don't care.

Please don't stalk my DMs, I am very selective socializing that much especially with people I don't know, its exhausting and puts me on the spot, besides, trying to get me to interact with you that way is a fast way to get me to not do that. Do not see me posting as a right to pester me via dm or on discord. That shit makes me so uncomfortable. I will bite.

this blog is multiverse & multiship. canon is extremely fluid and will change or be rewritten or retconned at any time.

I don’t do actual sex rp with anyone but close friends. do not try. I will block you and retcon any history you have with my characters as blog canon is arbitrary and fluid.

tag shit #feral don't look or #feral dont look

use this tag so I don't have to mind your 4000000 different personalized tagging systems. my safety is about me. not your blog aesthetics.

if you are making it through this. Good for you. I do not require you to automatically send a rules password. I know that can make people anxious. But. If you plan on trying to interact with me, then I need you to include the password "paws up" somewhere. that way I will know you have acknowledged these rules and will abide by them. otherwise I won't interact with you.

dont talk to me about religion and spirituality. yes yours too, even yours. deeply traumatized exvangelical. what beliefs i have are my own and im not interested in yours. that means any mention of demons or angels even in character form. that also counts for witchcraft and such that closely mimics irl spiritual practices. Stuff that's obviously fairy tale fantasy stuff doesn't count. Yes there is a difference between folktales and irl spiritual beliefs. Use your brain. if it's commonly accepted mythological fantasy fun material it's fine. if it is buried in the trappings of modern real world spiritual practices it is not fine.

a dnd wizard is gamey fun fantasy, your irl new age spiritualism is not the same thing. they are not interchangeable. one is made up nonsense for fun and games and the other is a real held real world belief. The latter I do not want to see. and if any game or media specifically draws from those real held real world beliefs. It is off limits for me. and if I see it I will block you.

This means I don't want to see hazbin hotel, this means I don't want to see helluva boss, this means I don't want to see dungeon meshi, this means I don't want to see your edgy demon oc blog. This means I don't want to see your castiel blog. If you get anywhere near me with any of it or reblog or post any of it untagged you will almost certainly be automatically blocked. unless I know you personally and can talk to you about it I am going to just cut you loose without a second thought.

I do not give a fuck about your stupid ass fandom wars over these properties. I need them off my dash because they're triggering. That is the only reason I care. If it involves demons or devils succubi or incubi or deadly sins or hell or angels or heaven or even a stupid pitchfork and demon horns halloween costume any of that horseshit get it the fuck away from me or I will start attacking. I will not be nice to you.

the actual trappings of church or priests or temples are not nearly as triggering as the more metaphysical aspects of religion.

I will not engage with any aspect of settings surrounding that kind of religiousity even in settings my characters are ostensibly in. consider those elements to be retconned even from canon settings I roleplay in. I do not care. No I don't care if yours don't "have a religious theme." if it's got western religious trappings I won't touch it and I will block you.

Japanese yokai don't count. we just call those demons because translators are stupid.

I have other triggers, but people are so incapable of following even this one that I almost don't feel like bothering to bring it up. I don't do alcohol or alcoholism. I don't really like slugs and snails. but they all pale in comparison to how difficult it is to exist in this community with the previously outlined restrictions.

if you made it all the way to the end. good for you. maybe I'll give you a chance. but don't take it personal if I'm not up for it. either way? I greatly appreciate you taking the time to read and understand this.

[kerothi]

Open Verses. [ available to any/all mutuals that are interested (alternatively you will be dragged c:) ]

Eyes on the Prize

training. Jean signs up for the training academy at the age of 12 with the goal of graduating in the Top 10 and getting into the Military Police, where he may go on to live a safe, comfortable and cozy life inside the innermost walls. [ Ages 12-15. ]

For the Fallen

canon. After the events of graduation day, at age 15, Jean has a change of mind and heart and decides to give up his dream of the easy life in the MP to join up with the Survey Corps instead. Some time later, somewhere inside the time-skip, he has since climbed the ranks and become a Squad Leader too. [ Ages 15-19. ]

Nightmares & Flare Guns

post-rumbling. Three years after most of the world is left in rubble and ruin, the surviving remnants of the allied nations select the few Warriors and Survey Corps defectors responsible for Eren’s death to serve as ambassadors to Paradis Island to negotiate peace talks. The life of grief, doubt and guilt is taking it’s toll. [ Age 22-onwards. ] 

Careful Waking Up the Giants

divergent. The entire world’s population is condensed inside the circular walls that keep them separated from the outbreak of titans that have taken over at an apocalyptic scale. The Nine are a product of Paradis’ experimental trials within the Survey Corps, created as an extra measure of defense and used in the effort to expand their territory outside the walls. The voluntary members of the Shifter Unit vary depending on who interactions are being had with, but Jean is not one of them. Instead, he is a Squad Leader of his own unit and is often paired to work alongside certain shifters when taking up missions outside of the walls. [ Age 21-onwards. ] 

That’s Showbiz Baby

modern. The world can be tough for a young and aspiring artist/musician/model (slash anything that’ll cover the rent this month,) but Jean has learned to navigate through this life with the advantage/exploit of his pretty face. Notorious to his friends for rarely being seen with the same person twice, unless that relationship is also somehow entwined with his career goals and is thus being used to further that along as well. Heartbreaker verse. [ Age 24. ] 

Art is Dead

modern/college. Jean studies art, because of course he does, and is aiming for his bachelor’s degree. He’s never had any desire whatsoever to follow his father into business. He can think of a thousand better things to do with his time in college, that isn’t choking out his last little bit of will to live while he transforms himself into a suit and number. [ Age 18 - 22. ]

The City of Lies

arcane. In pursuit of the extra comfort and luxuries it would bring, Jean starts off his career as an enforcer in Piltover, where he was born and had grown up enjoying the cozy lifestyle. Unfortunately, during his time of such easy-living, he discovers the same corruption they would damn all the people of Zaun for has been going on inside the force as well. Now the world isn’t all quite as black and white as he once believed, Jean finds himself straying from his former life as an enforcer and wandering from the fancy streets of Piltover, right into the slums of Zaun to begin his new life. This is a decision that he now constantly wonders was the right one. Regardless, it is still the one he has chosen. [ Age 21. ]

Strange Times, Dark Days

last of us. There is a home to be had within these walls. Power runs through the wires stringed atop their metal casing, nestled safely beneath the barbed wire, lighting up their little town. It’s not really a town. It’s more like a village in size, but they call it a town, and they protect it like a country. That’s how they earn their keep here, it’s how they get some private shelter with a bed to sleep in and their promise of affordable rations every week. Typically associated with TLOU’s virus, but also just the “zombie au” we all need. [ Age 19. ] 

Closed Verses. [ don’t interact with or reference IC unless discussed and planned! ]

with @praesidi 

—But You’re Everywhere —Death of Peace of Mind —Wolf at the Door

with @astutior 

—Pretty, Handsome, Awkward 

with @ausdauer 

—Pretty in Punk

[fatewalks]

#𝙁𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙆𝙎       [   ...   ]       is       a       private,       &       selective       writing       blog       for       𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃       𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒,       of       square       enix's       game,       final       fantasy       xiv.       canon-compliant,       with       a       lot       of       influence       of       head-canon       &       friends       plot       dependent       lore.       ns/fw       &       triggering       themes       will       be       present,       so       please       be       18+       before       you       follow.       tanked       by       valentine.       (       ANY       PRNS,       24.       )

affiliated       with       (    ...    )       ishguardienne / hiseminence, amaraenthos, unmeiha / phoinixdown / aetheiryte

rules below cut.

i. i am a full - time worker with a lot of responsibilities in life ,  so this blog will be SPORADIC & LOW-ACTIVITY .    mutuals can request my discord and twitter if i am not here !    ( p.s, if i take a long time with a reply ,  please remind me . )    shipping     just to get it out of the way , my shipping will be extremely selective ,  & done only with friends. there are some exceptions ,  where if the mun & i feel as if there may be potential. i am not particularly looking for ships ,  as i'm not very keen on just romantic shipping ,  so please keep this in mind.  i am also multi-ship, & no two relationships will be in the same universe unless discussed prior with all partners involved, otherwise please do not accuse thancred of cheating; they are in their own seperate timeline / universe.    addenum    i'm not looking for relationships- don't assume we are dating just because our characters are/they are involved with eachother. i am not looking to develop any romantic relationships, and would appreciate it if advances weren't made towards me. thank you.

ii. as a general rule ,  i don't follow anybody under the age 18 ,  as i am an adult above legal age .    FFXIV has a lot of adult topics ,  & i wouldn't want to expose minors to this sort of content .     standard dni applies     if you condone / support the following : grooming / paedophelia , r*pe , non-con , abuse , and things in this umbrella . i don't want you here, or anywhere near me. this is a safe space for survivors.    if you see me interact with a known groomer/paedophile   , please let me know immediately! i am an autistic mun, & would like to keep my spaces free of people like this.   dni if   you interact with miles, also knows as reapcrbunny. before knowing of his harmful behavior, i interacted with him briefly & was deeply made uncomfortable before being made aware of his behaviors. i will hardblock anybody i see that currently interacts with him. this also applies to zach/zacharie, under the handles of zachscratch on twitter. he is a racefaker & don't want him anywhere near me. ( he is my sibling, & i can only attest to his behaviors. ) he has been caught saying slurs he cannot reclaim, along with multiple other behaviors that is unnacceptable.

iii. as far as portrayal goes ,  i go mainly msq & canon-divergent based ,  with a few references to other games.    my headcanons are also included in my portrayal ,  & i do my best to try & blend it with canon .    there are a few modified headcanons from ideas that i've come up that i use here ,  and i will try my best to cite any non-canon sources ,  along with any research i do.

[ghoulsmuses]

PLEASE REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG!  Feel free to add to any of your answers! The purpose is to tell your partners about the way you write!  For the multiple choice ones, BOLD all that apply and, if you want, italicize if it’s a conditional answer!

– 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 –

NAME : Ghoul

ARE YOU OVER 18? :   yes / no

IS YOUR MUSE? :  yes / no / some are under 18

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU WRITE WITH ON THIS BLOG? : no ( anyone ) / semi ( most people ) / yes / highly / private ( mutuals only )  

ARE YOU SELECTIVE ABOUT WHO YOU FOLLOW ON THIS BLOG? : no ( anyone ) / semi / yes / highly

IF YOUR MUSE IS CANON, HOW MUCH DO YOU ADHERE TO CANON? : not at all / a little / some / mostly / strictly / ( OC ) I write my own canon.

WHAT POST LENGTHS DO YOU WRITE? : one liners / single - para / multi - para / novella

DO YOU USE ICONS AND / OR GIFS? : no / gifs / icons / gif icons

DO YOU WRITE ON OTHER PLATFORMS? : no / yes ↠ discord.

WHAT LEVEL OF PLOTS DO YOU WRITE? : unplotted / open ended plots / semi - plotted / fully plotted epics

HOW QUICKLY DO YOU USUALLY RESPOND TO THREADS? : very slow ( more than a month ) / slow ( 3 - 4 weeks ) / average ( 1 - 2 weeks ) / fast ( less than one week ) / very fast ( less than three days ) - it varies, honestly. sometimes i have enough muse to get replies back out in the same day but then other time it takes me ages to get a reply out.

WHAT TYPES OF THEMES DO YOU LIKE? : fluff / angst / smut / action / tragedy / domestic / family / conversational / hurt - comfort

WHAT GENRES DO YOU LIKE? : high fantasy / supernatural / science fiction / historical / horror / comedy / romantic / drama / action / adventure / espionage / everything

ARE THERE ANY THEMES YOU’RE UNCOMFORTABLE WRITING ON YOUR BLOG? :   no / yes / - always good to ask beforehand to be safe!

DO YOU HAVE ANY TRIGGERS? :  no / yes - graphic depictions of drowning (mild mentions are fine)

HOW DO YOU REQUEST IT BE TAGGED? : tw followed by the trigger.

– 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 –

WHAT TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO? : romantic / platonic / familial /  physical / sexual

WHAT TYPES OF PRE - ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS ARE YOU OPEN TO? : romantic / platonic / familial / physical / sexual

DO YOU HAVE OTPS? : no / chemistry only / yes

DO YOU HAVE NOTPS? : no / yes / i don’t know

ARE YOU COMFORTABLE WRITING SMUT? : no / selectively / yes

HOW EARLY IN A RELATIONSHIP DO YOU SHIP ROMANTICALLY? : autoship / during plotting / after a couple IC interactions / several IC interactions / slow burn / depends on partner & muse

ARE YOU OPEN TO TOXIC SHIPS? : no / selectively / yes / never tried it

ARE YOU OPEN TO PROBLEMATIC SHIPS? : no / selectively / yes

ARE YOU OPEN TO POLYSHIPPING? : no  / selectively / yes

ARE YOU AN EXCLUSIVE SHIPPER? : no / sometimes / yes - it hasn't come up yet but i'd be open to exclusive ships!

DOES CRACK SHIPPING EVER HAPPEN? : no / sometimes / yes

DOES CROSSOVER SHIPPING EVER HAPPEN? : no / yes / depends

tagged by: no one tagging: anyone who wants to do this

[pansypr3p]

Hi! I just wanted to say a little something I took note of in your bio. You said that "All Cops Are Bastards" which I totally understand man! A lot of cops are really horrendous and horrible people :( They take advantage of their authority and I wish they didn't. But actually I'm a cop, and no, I promise I'm not some gross 50 year old on tumblr. I'm actually 25, and I've been a cop for 4 years. I also promise I'm not just gonna bother your inbox with me defending the horrible acts some cops do, or other nonsense like that. I just wanted you to maybe take a step back and realize that not all cops are bad. I don't think I'm bad? In fact, I wanted to be a cop, to prove that there can be good cops out there, and to maybe start a change. I've never killed anyone of darker color, and I actually avoid using my gun as much as possible, and revert to my tazer if absolutely necessary. I just thought maybe this was something I should say, because your bio says "All Cops" meaning I'd be apart of that, I just wanted to clerify that yes, a lot of cops really are bad, and it gives us a really bad image, but not every cop is bad, like me. It's okay if you don't want to listen to this, get angry, or even find ways to tell me I'm wrong, I just wanted to get this out to you. Have a good day <3

oh yeah no. k so ACAB is supposed to be an eyecatching term that isnt literal bc it encourages ppl to remember and learn abt it. theres a specific term but like i had school today and its 1am and we are a puddle of dissociative goop so my brain is fuckin fried. anyways im not gonna change it because like even if i do believe you are a good cop, which, yknow, i kinda do? i wanna believe some of yall are trying. but i really think you should look more into it. im assuming youre white and probably cishet: PLEASE ASK ME MORE QUESTIONS OR FIND ANOTHER PLACE TO LEARN THINGS!!!! if you really are trying to make a change: LEARN about defund the police, LEARN about acab, LEARN about why we do this, why we say these things, the history of it- like, for example, did you know cops started out to keep slaves in place? they didnt ever begin with "law enforcement" other than enforcement black peoples enslavement. that beginning is never, EVER, going away. that is the beginning of all cops. and anyways: 1. i dont believe you outweigh the bad and 2. i want that eyecatching phrase to CATCH. EYES. and make people ask questions. i want people to ask "why are they saying that? what the hell? what did cops do?" because then they might learn something! you asked a question, sort of, today, and i hope you learned a bit from this. have a nice night my guy.

-frankie (he/it/neos)

[therhythmafterthesummer]

Safe Haven ~Bang Chan | Day 9.

Pairing: SpaceRebel!Chan x WitchQueen!F.Reader Themes: Fantasy AU | Sci-Fi AU | Royalty AU | Soulmate AU | Slow Burn | Mutual Pining | Angst | Smut | Fluff. Series Warnings: Third person POV · Very loose and liberal usage of Star Wars concepts (mostly to refer to weapons and tech). you don’t need to know anything about SW to read this, trust me · Physical descriptions of the main female character such as: can visibly blush, having long hair, and being short · Violence · Swearing · Mature themes and language · Original characters · Graphic smut (later chapters) · Mentions of the members of other groups (later chapters) · No one is straight, beware · Each chapter will include its own individual warnings. Chapters marked as M (Mature) either include highly detailed violence, or smut.

Chapter Warnings: mentions of death · intense hand holding. Word Count: ~7k | AO3

Due to all the abovementioned warnings, this story is intended for a 18+ audience only. Minors do not interact. ✰This chapter has been reworked as of 16/08/2023

Previous Chapter: Day 8. | Series Masterlist. | Next Chapter: Day 10.

Disclaimer: the story presented in this work does not represent Stray Kids in any way; anything described in this story and all actions performed by the characters are purely fictional, this was created just for good fun.

Changbin’s face lit up like a Yule-tree the moment they stepped into the training grounds. Wang Eun’s words died on his tongue mid-sentence when Changbin disregarded him completely and made his way towards the numerous machines in their designated area. Chan just chuckled, patting Wang Eun’s shoulder apologetically. 

“Wow, look at all this!” Changbin started his stretching routine, getting himself warmed up for the exercise that would follow.

Chan chuckled, standing close to him and starting his warm up as well. “It’s great, isn’t it? Reminds me of our own back at the base, but fancier”.

As soon as their warm ups were done and over with, Changbin made his way to the rack at the corner, and started assessing which weights to pick up from it. Meanwhile, Chan expertly wrapped the enchanted ribbon around his upper limbs, the feeling of the fabric against the exposed skin of his arms was still oddly comforting to him–it was almost as if the thing was constantly embracing him.

Wang Eun came up to Chan after his own warm up, while Changbin was already lifting weights in the background as if his life depended on it. “Ready?”

“Let’s go”, Chan moved towards the open area, and got into position.

Chan was getting better at this–either that or Wang Eun was going easy on him. He was able to see his movements more clearly, Wang Eun’s form was no longer a blur in his vision, but the actual shape of a living person. He felt stronger, too, capable of countering the other’s blows and withstand them for longer periods of time. 

He felt particularly proud when he managed to land blows on Wang Eun himself, when the man started to slowly break a sweat with every move. Progress was progress, and Chan felt proud of his little progress–not proud enough to stop aiming to get better, but proud enough to motivate himself to continue. Ultimately, Wang Eun was still much stronger, and much faster than him, which was fine, Chan reasoned, as his back hit the floor.

Wang Eun stood above him with a smirk on his face, with his chest heaving. Chan just laughed, still breathless.

“Tired already?” Wang Eun taunted him, placing his hands on his hips.

Chan huffed. “Give me a minute”. 

“Sure. We should take a break and admire…” Wang Eun wasn’t looking at him anymore, he was now facing forward.

Chan sat down on the floor with a groan, and turned around so he could see whatever Wang Eun was looking at with such focus.

The High King and Hoseok stood further into the training grounds, walking around each other forming a circle, getting into position to start their sparring. His Majesty was shirtless, fully displaying his broad shoulders and toned muscles covered in his intricate tattoos–even over the slightly raised skin across his torso where he’d been injured. The patterns on his tattoos were less dense than those Chan had seen himself on Her Majesty’s form, but just as impressive. He could understand immediately why Wang Eun had given into his request for a break so easily.

In the blink of an eye, both men moved. They collided in the middle in a blur of fists and legs. Even if Chan had gotten better at reading Wang Eun, it was still difficult to keep up with the two of them. Their movements were sharp and fast, arms made contact as they seemed to very easily predict each other’s movements, and, considering they’d been together for so long, Chan wouldn’t be surprised if that were exactly the case. 

Wang Eun came to sit down on the floor right next to Chan, and hugged his bent legs to his chest as his eyes remained fixed on the two men sparring. Chan looked at him, amused at the look on his face. “I think you should wipe the drool off your chin”.

“Ugh”, Wang Eun whined. “If they would just give me a chance… Fucking monogamy. They’re so sickly in love they’d kill me on the spot if I offered myself”, he sounded genuinely disappointed, which made Chan laugh.

“My older sister pierced His Majesty ages ago”, he added. “He always buys her jewellery. I could sell him my jewellery, too, if he wanted!”

Chan thought for a moment Wang Eun was referring to the High King’s ears–which he knew were pierced already–but, after a particularly swift move, light caught on the jewellery on his skin, making it stand out against his tanned skin. Chan understood then why Wang Eun was so whiny about this. The metal decorating both of His Majesty’s nipples and his navel made even him look twice.

Chan chuckled, standing up and wiping his hands on his trousers. “C’mon, dude. Let’s continue before you melt into a puddle”.

Wang Eun looked up at him, pouting and everything, which only made Chan laugh harder. Finally, the man gave in, so he stood up and got into position once again to resume Chan’s training.

“So, no lies”, Felix counted with his fingers as he confirmed Her Majesty’s advice. “And he can be mean”.

The High King, just as Her Majesty had predicted, had invited all four of them for an early lunch. Chan, Changbin, Felix, and the Queen were currently making their way towards the dining hall they’d be eating in.

“Yeap”, the Queen stressed the P sound at the end of the word, nodding.

Wang Eun had outdone himself once again. He got all three of them looking pristine in record time, not only with his outfit choices, but also because he had dotted them with numerous accessories of his own creation. Chan wondered briefly if Wang Eun was trying to get His Majesty’s attention through them, perhaps hoping for him to ask for pieces for his personal collection. The thought brought a smirk to Chan’s face as he remembered Wang Eun’s incessant whining this morning.

“So, what are we then?” Changbin asked, trying to form a cohesive story last minute.

“We’re friends”, Chan offered. “Felix and I come from the same place, and you come from your own home planet. We all fled to find a better home and found each other in the process”.

“That’s just the truth”, one of Changbin’s eyebrows rose on his forehead, his tone incredulous.

“Exactly”, Chan chuckled. “Just avoid details about you-know-who”.

Her Majesty hummed in agreement. “You’ll be fine”.

Chan’s eyes drifted to look at her form as they walked. He couldn’t help it, not now. The action was as natural as walking to him at this point. The tattoos on her bare back stared right back at him while his heart thumped rapidly in his chest, which, to him, was a clear–and very annoying–reminder of the realisation he’d had last night.

He still wasn’t sure how to deal with it, he thought briefly of talking to either Changbin or Felix about it, but ultimately decided against it as it’d all become too real. So, instead, he just decided to ignore it for the time being, to pretend nothing had happened–because nothing had truly happened, only that his mind decided to wander further away than it should have.

The group reached one of the main halls, Her Majesty stopped right by the staircase, and the three men behind her stopped in their tracks with an almost comical domino effect. She brought her hand to the other to play with the rings on her fingers while they waited.

His Majesty’s form came into view a few minutes later. He was wearing a top that made Chan wonder how Wang Eun would feel about it. It was short, his middle was exposed, leaving his abs adorned in tattoos and his jewelled navel in full view–truly a sight for sore eyes, he would admit.

“Where’s Hoseok?” Her Majesty asked as soon as her brother was within reach. The pout on her lips was a sight Chan truly did not need. It made him think… about things. Things he shouldn’t be thinking about right now.

“Good afternoon to you too, my dear”, there was–as usual–an edge on His Majesty’s tone when he addressed her–just like it seemed to be there whenever he addressed anyone other than Hoseok, really. “He won’t be able to join us today”.

The High King turned to the three men next to his sister. He greeted Chan first, extending his hand which Chan took in his, adding as much confidence as he could muster to the gesture. 

“You two must be Changbin and Felix, am I right?” His Majesty extended his hand, and shook each one to greet them as the two men introduced themselves.

“C’mon, let’s go. I’m starving”, Her Majesty urged, walking along.

The High King chuckled. “Aren’t you always?” He commented in a mocking tone as he fell into step next to his sister.

Chan had warned his friends about this beforehand, so they didn’t look too surprised at the tense aura that settled between the twins.

“Should’ve eaten you in the womb”, the Queen mumbled. Her voice was even, but it had a slight edge to it.

“If anything I would’ve eaten you in the womb, darling”.

The Queen didn’t respond, she simply tightened her fists and continued walking. Chan wasn’t really sure what was worse, for her to talk back, or for her to keep it all in. For a moment, he thought he saw her hair swaying, but it didn’t seem to progress further.

The group reached the dining hall, the same small hall where Chan had lunch the first time with His Majesty, the one with the four statues in each corner of the room pointed towards the circular table in the middle. The windows were open this time, and the light current coming in eased his nerves slightly. In retrospect, he realised he got off easy last time, and he hoped this time would be no different.

Maids filtered into the room as they sat down. The Queen, once again, sat in front of her brother, Chan and Felix sat at either side of her, while Changbin sat between Felix and the High King. To Chan’s right there was an empty seat–presumably from where Hoseok would have sat.

Chan couldn’t help but feel a bit relieved seeing the amount of space that was left between himself and His Majesty–not that the table was crowded by any means, but he, admittedly, still felt slightly intimidated by the man.

The twins thanked the maids when they placed trays and dishes on the table, and, as usual, their voices resonated in unison as they did so.

As soon as everything was settled, Their Majesties reached for the ladles on the trays to serve themselves, so Chan gave his friends a look and reached for one himself, letting them know it was okay to do so. Changbin reacted immediately, reaching for the closest dish he could find and serving his plate, and Felix followed suit.

“So, Changbin, Felix, how’re you guys doing after the crash?” His Majesty took a sip of his drink, eyeing them.

Changbin cleared his throat, quickly swallowing the food he had in his mouth. “We’re fine. Thankfully we weren’t injured too badly”.

The High King hummed. “That’s good. Seems like only our gardens and the ship were truly hurt”, he added, and the edge in his tone made Changbin tense slightly.

He turned to Felix then. “It’s quite interesting how you radiate magic constantly, yet it’s such a weak wave”, he took a bite of his food, and chewed leisurely.

Chan saw in his peripheral vision the way Her Majesty clenched her fist on top of the armrest of her chair, but she made no further move. She simply continued eating, staring daggers into her brother from across the table.

Felix chuckled softly, and the genuine sound honestly took Chan by surprise. “I’ve never been trained, so it makes sense you feel it that way, Your Majesty”.

With how even his voice was, Chan was reminded of how good Felix actually was at playing a part. He’d seen the younger man do it many times before when they tried to blend in among the enemy, when he charmed up anyone in his path to get him and his friends to safety.

His Majesty raised an eyebrow at the comment, turning to his sister. “No training?”

Every word directed to the Queen would be laced with something whenever it left his mouth–his tone was always disapproving, mocking, or teasing. Whatever he said would get her to tense up, and, right now, it was no different, if the way her energy dangerously collected around her was anything to go by.

“Already offered”, her voice was strained, and she tightened her fist on top of the chair’s armrest.

“Where are you from anyway? What place would not train their talents?” The High King disregarded the Queen completely, turning to Felix to inquire on his upbringing.

“Chan and I come from the same planet, actually”, Felix answered truthfully, taking a sip of his drink.

“Ah! The desertic place, right…” His Majesty turned his attention to Changbin then, clearly not interested in hearing about their home planet again, and, honestly, Chan couldn’t blame him. “What about you, Changbin?”

Changbin was slightly taken aback, he almost choked on his drink, but he recovered quickly, holding His Majesty’s gaze confidently. Changbin’s planet was the complete opposite to Chan and Felix’s. There was barely any land, mostly just ocean, and it rained heavily most of the time. Changbin cited this as one of his reasons for leaving, which was partially true.

Changbin used to live with his older sister. She’d taken on the task of raising him immediately after their parents passed away in a flood related accident. Changbin had never elaborated further than that to his friends, but he’d mentioned numerous times that he and his sister would often think about leaving the planet after the fact, which was exactly what he told the High King.

However, the real reason they had fled the plantet was the same as Chan’s. His planet had been invaded by the Charmer, too. The place was now hostile and dangerous with his creatures running freely doing as they pleased.

If Chan thought about it too deeply, no one was truly sure as to why the Charmer did what he did, as to why he had usurped as many planets as he had. Some people said it was to deplete them of their natural resources, some said it was all a sick power fantasy… Regardless of what the reason was, the Charmer was a powerful, murderous menace, and he had to be stopped.

“Interesting”, the High King said simply after Changbin finished telling his story. “I’m sorry for your loss. It’s really hard to lose one’s parents”, his tone wasn’t particularly emotional, but Chan couldn’t help but wonder if this was His Majesty’s attempt at empathy.

“It was a long time ago. I’ve healed”, Changbin shrugged, taking a sip of his drink.

“We lost our parents, too”, the High King took a bite of his food. “Wish I could say I’ve healed, but I’m not so sure myself”.

Chan was surprised at the sincerity in his voice, and his eyes immediately moved away from him to Her Majesty sitting next to him, who was looking at her brother intently while she chewed her food.

“It was a long time ago”, she took a sip of her drink. “But still feels like yesterday, doesn’t it?”

His Majesty hummed in response, taking another bite of his food. The twins looked at each other. The air around them was honestly neutral while they ate and stared at one another. Thankfully, there were no harsh words, no murderous looks…

Hoseok’s words from the other day played back in Chan’s mind as he looked  at the exchange. ‘We don’t speak insane twins language, stop excluding us from the conversation’, he wondered if Hoseok would’ve made a similar comment now.

Chan cleared his throat, bringing everyone’s attention to him. “Saw you sparring today, Your Majesty”, he addressed the High King, taking a sip of his drink.

“Oh, yeah”, Changbin chimed in, clearly excited. “I saw you, too, Your Majesty. How do you move so fast?”

The High King chuckled, waving a hand as if to dismiss them. “Lots of practice. And genetics. I’m sure you’re aware we Liraleans are known for our strength. We’re natural born fighters”, there was pride in his voice, which Chan respected. “Except my dear sister, she’s still learning her way around these things. But you’ll get there eventually, darling”, he added, with a teasing tone. He continued to explain to Changbin all the different routines he’d been practising since birth, essentially indulging in the shared interest.

Chan saw the movement in his peripheral vision as if it played in slow motion. The Queen’s hand under the table, tight in a fist, rising from the armrest of her chair, and he felt the urge to do something. His instincts kicked in as he knew whatever was about to happen just couldn’t be any good.

Before Chan could register what he was doing, the second her fist lifted a few millimetres from its spot on the armrest, his hand flew to catch it, effectively stopping her movements. She whipped her head towards him at the contact, almost glaring at him. He just shrugged, with his cheeks puffed up, full of food.

Her Majesty looked at him for a few bated breaths, whatever the High King was talking about with Changbin and Felix was now falling into deaf ears, into the background of this little bubble that seemed to have formed between Chan and the Queen.

Chan took another bite of his food, looking at the three men in front of him but not really listening. His index finger prodded at the dip formed by her curled fingers under her thumb, and, eventually, he managed to pry her fist open. Slowly, carefully, he pressed his hand on the back of her hand, applying just enough pressure for it to lay palm flat on the armrest.

Felix was talking now, his face lit up as he told His Majesty something–what it was exactly, Chan didn’t know. The only thing he could hear was that odd humming in his ears that seemed to have made a home in his skull since he arrived

He could feel Her Majesty’s searing gaze on his side profile. If he turned to look at her, would she look mad? Would she look upset? He wasn’t sure.

The heat of her hand against his palm was pleasant, almost familiar to him at this point. Her warmth spread through to him, reaching that box of feelings he had in his heart and rattling it until it threatened to burst open.

As he continued to put food in his mouth, Chan reasoned he’d have to remove his hand soon. The conversation taking place in front of him would have to include him eventually, and he wasn’t sure he’d be able to put up his confident persona out there for the High King to dissect while he quite literally held his sister’s hand under the table–at least, as much as having a hand on top of hers could be defined as ‘holding hands’.

Was Chan being selfish?

Yes. 

Was he a bit shameless?

Also yes.

When Chan finally got the courage to turn his head and look at her, he felt heat creep up all the way from his chest to his face. Her Majesty didn’t look upset, she didn’t look angry at all. Her face was serious, yet there was something in her eyes as she looked right back at him… What that something was exactly, he didn’t know, but he certainly wanted to find out…

He saw her eyes scan his face–just like they often did–until her gaze finally settled low, very clearly–and openly–looking at his mouth. He wished he could know what was going on inside her head as she looked at him right there…

Was she thinking the same things he was? Chan wondered briefly, what would happen if he gave in to the pull, and leaned in right then and there in the middle of lunch? Right in front of his friends’ and her brother’s prying eyes?

This was dangerous. He realised it the moment he started to actually consider leaning in. So, in a desperate attempt to escape from this situation that he himself had gotten himself into, Chan closed his eyes, inhaling a shaky breath as if to try to breathe in some sense into his mind.

Slowly, he removed his hand, the tips of his fingers lightly grazed the back of her hand as he moved, and even before he had fully pulled his hand away, he already missed her warmth. He placed the offending hand on his knee below the table for the time being, just as he returned his attention to the conversation the three men were having in front of him, all while he tried his best to ignore his fluttering heart.

Maids came into the room to retrieve the leftover food and plates to get them replaced with dessert. The High King stood up then, taking his plate with him. “Thank you for the company today, truly. But I must go now. Enjoy what’s left of your meal”.

Chan, Changbin, and Felix quickly stood up as well and bowed, offering their goodbyes. As soon as the man was out the door, they sat back down, and Her Majesty brought her hands to her temples to rub light circles there while she took deep breaths. “Sorry for that. You guys did great. Masters of stealth, truly”.

Felix chuckled. “No offence, Your Majesty… But your brother’s kinda prickly”.

“Kinda?” She huffed, and drank some water from her glass. “He’s annoying. Period”.

“At the risk of sounding stupid, can I ask something?” Changbin spoke, taking a bite of the pastry on his plate.

“I’m sure you won’t sound stupid”, Her Majesty reassured him. “Go on”.

“Why is His Majesty ‘High King’, not just King?”.

“Ah, that… It’s because we’re Twin Regnants”, the Queen took a sip of her drink. “There’s always a ‘High’ King or Queen. Let’s say the ‘High’ one is like… the face of the monarchy, whereas the other’s duties are more in the background. Which honestly works much better for us because, and I hate to admit this, he’s much more level headed than I am, and that works better for politics. It also means I can just do my thing”.

Changbin hummed in understanding. “Like joining the Rebel Alliance?”

Her Majesty chuckled. “Yes, like that. I probably couldn’t be involved in it if I were High Queen”.

A light conversation flowed between the four of them–or three of them, since Chan remained mostly quiet, chewing what was left of his dessert. He was distracted, his hand that had been on the Queen’s was still burning, and he desperately gripped his knee under the table, trying to ground himself.  

When he returned his focus to the conversation, he heard Her Majesty briefly tell Felix she’d meet him later to discuss his magic. She thanked Changbin for keeping her brother busy, and then turned to Chan, also thanking him for keeping up with their madness once again, with a genuine smile on her face.

Chan tried his best to ignore his racing heart. He couldn’t really recall what he said, it was probably something along the lines of ‘Don’t worry about it’.

After offering her gratitude to the group once more, the Queen finally excused herself, leaving them in the hall as the maids did their last round to tidy up the table.

Repairs on the Big Bad Wolf were progressing smoothly. Talboot expertly planned each and every step, guiding teams of workers to fulfil their assigned tasks. He had a large team working on the ship’s motor–or what was left of the motor, since the thing was only scraps of metal after the attack drone’s blow. They’d have to replace the entire unit, which meant the ship wouldn’t be operational any time soon.

The sun had just set in the horizon, workers had long since left the ship to return home to their families. Chan and Changbin threw a ball at each other, a mindless game of catch to distract themselves while they stood right next to the Big Bad Wolf. Her Majesty and Felix stood close by, trying their best to not be hit by the ball.

“So”, Her Majesty spoke to Felix, stepping into his space. “First of all, we must figure out your alignment”.

“Not straight”, a cheeky smile made its way onto Felix’s lips, and Changbin laughed in the vicinity at his comment.

The Queen chuckled. “Congratulations! But that’s clearly not what I meant”.

Her Majesty took a hold of Felix’s hands, and moved them so his palms were facing up as they rested within her hold. She tilted them slightly, as if she was about to place a watermelon between them. “It is very important for you to know where exactly your magic is coming from, that way you can consciously pull from the source to conjure more complicated spells”.

Felix looked at his hands, pondering for a few moments until he decided to come clean. “I honestly have no idea where my magic’s coming from”.

“I figured”, Her Majesty chuckled. “Magic comes from all around us, especially from nature. There’s light magic, dark magic, elemental magic, and so on… It’s everywhere, and it affects us all. Even people who have zero active connection to it, like Chris or Changbin”.

Chan and Changbin stopped throwing the ball at the mention of their names, suddenly interested in her explanation. She continued then. “Since you still don’t know your way around it that well, I’ll be your catalist, yeah?” She readjusted his hands in hers, and he spread his palms.

Felix nodded, and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. His blonde locks swayed slightly, the grass around them rustled gently as energy started collecting around them. Changbin turned to Chan, giving him a look. Chan just shrugged, completely unsure of what to expect.

“You’re thinking too much”, Her Majesty said suddenly, looking intently at the way Felix scrunched up his face in concentration. “You don’t need to think, you just need to feel it. Let it flow through me, right into you”.

“How is it supposed to feel? What am I supposed to do?” Felix opened his eyes again, which made the energy that had been collecting around them slowly dissipate.

The Queen looked all over his face for a moment, only to turn her gaze to Chan and Changbin who had come a bit closer to listen attentively to what they were talking about. Her eyes jumped between the both of them for a bit, until she looked back at Felix. “Think about… the things that make you happy, that make you feel full. Focus on positive emotions, positive things… Whatever those might be for you”.

“I mean, eating fried chicken makes me happy. Lots of things like that make me happy, but do they apply?” Felix chuckled.

“It doesn’t matter how small it is, if it makes you happy, it applies. Trust me”, Her Majesty was serious, which took Felix slightly by surprise. “Harbour those feelings, and manifest them into an extension of yourself”.

Felix nodded, closing his eyes. The air around them got thick again, the grass blades at their feet swayed softly as he tried his best to keep his breathing even. After a few moments, faint wisps of golden light appeared and disappeared between his hands, and they trembled slightly within the Queen’s hold. All while she kept encouraging him, with gentle whispers of ‘You’re doing well, dear’ and ‘Keep going’. Eventually, the wisps turned into a full glow, into pure light floating between his hands.

Felix opened his eyes then, perplexed as he saw his magic finally materialised in front of him.

“Light magic”, Her Majesty chuckled, retrieving her hands from below his to cross her arms over her chest. “Disgusting”, she was joking, of course, it was evident in the splitting smile on her face.

Felix laughed, slightly incredulous, with tears pricking his eyes as he looked at the ball of light between his palms. “Wow”.

“Other magic wielders might differ from us, but it’s our belief that light comes from the sun”, she commented. “Whether that’s going to be true for you or not… That’s something you can decide for yourself. As it is right now, I’m confident that’s where you have to pull from”.

“I think I like that. Seems fitting”, Felix offered, his gaze still trained on his hands. “It feels… gratifying?”

He turned to look at his friends with a wide smile on his lips. Chan gave in first, throwing an arm around Felix’s shoulder and ruffling his hair, Changbin followed immediately after, smoothing the hair Chan had just tousled.

“Look at our Yongbok, finally finding his true self”, Chagbin added, patting his head.

Her Majesty giggled softly at that. “I might be able to find a more suitable person to help you later on. I can teach you a bunch of neutral things, just like the ones you used in the mountains, but eventually we’ll reach a plateau since our magic sources are quite literally opposite”.

“That’s fine, I’ll take whatever I can get”, Felix was beaming, and the light between his hands finally dissipated when he brought his hands down. Chan might’ve not understood much, but his friend was happy, which in turn made him happy, and that was enough for him.

Chan looked at the Queen, her attention was focused on Felix as she discussed all the possible textbooks she could give him. Right then, he felt immensely grateful. He knew Felix had been struggling with this, with his identity… The fact that now he could have a starting point to finally figure things out warmed Chan to his very core.

His heartbeat quickened the more he looked at her, at the excited look on her face as she gave Felix pointers, while the incessant hum seemed to be buzzing around into every crevice of his brain.

“I think it’d be great if we–” Her Majesty’s words died on her tongue as dark mist formed next to her, quickly changing shape and materialising into a person.

They were male-presenting, decked in black attire that covered their entire body–from the hood over their head to the boots on their feet. The sudden apparition made Chan recoil slightly. It was someone he hadn’t seen before around the castle, much less around the Queen.

“I apologise for the intrusion, Your Majesty, but this is quite urgent”, the person leaned in, whispering something to the Queen. Whatever it was, it made her body tense up immediately. The genuine smile she had on her face was now completely gone. Her eyes darted around, looking everywhere but the three of them as she listened intently to what the person was telling her.

Her eyes widened, and energy abruptly pooled around her, making her hair sway. Her head snapped towards the person once they were finished talking, and her eyes scanned their face as if to detect any semblance of a lie in their words.

She clearly found none, her eyes were suddenly furious as she briefly looked towards Chan, Changbin, and Felix. Chan couldn’t help but notice how, even though she looked in their direction, she wasn’t really looking at them.

“I’m sorry, I have to go”, were the last words to come out of her mouth before she turned around and broke into a run to make her way into the castle, all while the mysterious person followed closely behind her.

Worry pooled in Chan’s stomach as soon as they were out of his view, and Changbin and Felix seemed to mimic his feelings to a certain degree. The mood around them changed drastically as the three of them awkwardly stood there for a moment.

“What was that about?” Changbin asked, addressing no one in particular.

“Whatever it was, must be serious”, Felix added.

Changbin and Felix fell into conversation, speculating all the possible scenarios that could have elicited such a reaction from the Queen. Chan pondered for a while, all as unintelligible thoughts roamed freely in his mind. Ultimately, he decided it’d be better for his own sanity to not think about it anymore, at least not for the time being.

“Come on, guys”, Chan interrupted his friends’ chatter. “It’s almost time to eat”.

It had become a routine to Chan at this point, for his languid steps to take him around the castle, for him to admire the floating orbs of lights dotting the corridors, illuminating his path with their dim light. Unlike other nights–when he preferred to wander aimlessly–he had a clear goal in mind. The pool located somewhere deep within the castle was too tempting to pass up, especially now that he had the go-ahead to be there.

Wang Eun had told him the way earlier. ‘Go past the throne room, go left in the next two corridors, go right in the next corridor, and then left again, right past the wolf statue’. It was easier said than done. It took Chan probably way longer than it should have to find his way, since he kept getting confused, and constantly had to turn back around and retrace his steps to try to get back on his original track.

Finally, after what felt like ages, with immeasurable delight, Chan spotted the wolf statue embedded on the corner of the wall, right at the beginning of the corridor. Turning left, he saw the grand archway at the end of the long corridor, and his feet skipped almost all the way to the exit.

This particular courtyard was rather small in comparison to others Chan had been in. Tall bushes framed the space, separating it from other areas of the castle, and, right in the middle, with chiselled stone edges, was the pool–in which the calm water swayed just the tiniest bit with the wind.

Chan wasted no time, he threw the towel in his hand to the side and practically ripped his vest off. It’d been a long time since he’d been able to swim comfortably. The last time he had to swim, he had done it to save his life in a particularly difficult mission, so it was safe to say that it’d been a completely horrible experience. Zero out of ten, he would not recommend swimming for your life while decked in stealth gear, with two blaster pistols strapped to your belt, and a blaster rifle tied to your back… 

He positioned himself at the edge of the pool, taking deep breaths and stretching his limbs a bit. He knew he absolutely had to stretch or his muscles would cramp, but he honestly couldn’t bring himself to be too careful about it. The body of water in front of him lured him in with every minute sway produced by the wind. So, with one last shake of his limbs, he finally dived in.

The water wasn’t cold, that was the first thing he noticed. It was probably warmed up slightly to withstand the cool breeze of the night. Chan’s limbs moved expertly, taking him from one side of the pool to the other with swift motions. Every graze of the water against his body brought him comfort, and the repeated movements allowed him to disconnect his mind for as long as his limbs could withstand the strain.

He swam as many laps as his heart desired, for as long as he could. Chan didn’t really know how long he was in there for–an hour? Two hours? He didn’t know, and he also didn’t care.

By the time his arm muscles were screaming at him, he was more than ready for a break, so he let his body float. With his eyes trained on the sky above, the twin moons stared right back at him.

As he floated there, he couldn’t help but think about the Queen, about the angry look on her face as that mysterious person relayed whatever information they had to her. What could the person have possibly said to earn such a reaction? It must’ve been bad. He hoped it had nothing to do with their presence in the castle… That was, unfortunately, an insecurity that often weighed heavy in his mind.

With a sigh, he dived into the water again, going as low as he could go into the pool, and swimming towards the stairs on the side. Even if he wished to stay longer, it was getting late, and his body was tired enough that sleep might even come easy that night.

His movements were slow, almost sluggish, as he took the stairs out of the pool, and made his way towards the towel he had dropped on the grass. Chan took his time to dry himself, unable to stop his mind from wandering to his friends back at their base, to his friends here, to Her Majesty and her warm, temping hands.

What was he going to do about that? About all these feelings brewing inside him? He still didn’t know.

With another sigh, he threw his vest top on and got into his boots. The walk back from the courtyard to the wolf statue inside the corridor bummed him out slightly as he thought of maybe indulging a bit more. He didn’t turn back, of course. His joints were slightly achy already, and his eyes felt heavy.

Chan realised after walking for a while that he, once again, was lost. He thought he had to take a right to go back to the main corridor, yet he found himself in an area he hadn’t been in before. The walls were covered from floor to ceiling in bookcases, with hundreds–possibly thousands–of books neatly organised on each shelf.

The orbs of light floating around the ceiling got dimmer the further he walked, bookcases now mingled with stone statues of varying feline breeds. The temperature was dropping slightly in this area, he realised it the moment goosebumps started rising on the bare skin of his arms.

The sudden thump of a door swinging open and hitting a wall resonated behind him. Chan’s skeleton almost bursted out of his flesh and started running on its own at the aggressive sound after being surrounded by silence for so long. He heard voices immediately after.

“Your Majesty, you can’t leave!”

The Queen’s form appeared from between the bookcases, and she started walking down the corridor in Chan’s opposite direction. The person that had talked to her earlier in front of the Big Bad Wolf came out from the room after her. Their hood was gone, and the features of a young man were now in full view as he walked in front of Her Majesty to stop her movements.

Chan just stood there in the middle of the corridor, too stunned to move.

“I don’t care”, her voice was cold, her energy was thick around her as she disregarded the man and walked right past him.

He moved, blocking her path again. “I’m serious, Your Majesty, please. We already had the High King away for a bit too long just a handful of days back. If you were to–”

“Kul, I don’t care. I’ll figure it out with him. Move”, she sounded stern, yet the man didn’t move. Her fists at her sides shook slightly, and her shoulders moved up and down when she took a deep breath. “Move or I’ll move you”.

The man looked at her for a moment, clearly trying to decide whether to defy her or not. Ultimately, he let out a tired sigh, moving to the side and letting her go on her way. As soon as she was further away, he returned to the room between the bookcases, and closed the door behind him.

Chan saw her walking away, and alarm bells started ringing loudly in his ears at just how dense the air in the corridor suddenly was. Without thinking much, he followed her. He had to do something. Anything.

“Hey–” Chan tried to grab her upper arm to get her attention, the sudden contact made her jolt back and whip her head in his direction. There were dark clouds in her eyes, not quite as dense as they’d been when she’d casted the spell in the infirmary, but he wouldn’t be surprised if they got to that stage soon.

Her Majesty scanned his face for a few moments, with an oddly neutral expression on her face. Maybe eerily so…

“Chris, please, just…” She brought both her hands to her face, and lightly rubbed her eyes with her fingertips. “Don’t touch me. Leave me alone”.

Her tone made him recoil slightly, but, even then, he didn’t back down. “Are you sure you–”

“I said leave!” As she raised her voice, books flew out of the bookcases around them. They harshly fell on the floor, clattering loudly upon landing. “Go to your chambers, to your ship, wherever you want. Just don’t come close to me. Leave”, with that, she turned around, and walked away with heavy steps, until she finally disappeared behind another room between bookcases.

Chan brought his hand–the same hand he had tried to use to touch her–to lay on his chest. His heart was beating fast, erratically, the slight ringing in his ears mingled with the humming in his skull just as the air around him returned to normal.

It was the first time the Queen addressed him in such a harsh tone, and he couldn’t help but wonder briefly if he had finally overstepped too much. He probably did, if her reaction was anything to go by.

Even then, there was something else there. Regardless of what he did or did not do, something was clearly wrong.

His heart suddenly felt heavy. More than the harsh words she spoke to him, just the look on her face pained him. She was hurting–hurting enough to not want him close–and in turn, he was hurting, too.

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