#BUT I ALSO HAVE THAT IT'S ME IN THE BIO BECAUSE I DON'T WANNA SCARE THE CRAP OUT OF MY MUTUALS

[vexedmilky]

How I feel every time I pull out my alt (I'm not even anonymous):

[kyri45]

✨ShadowPeach Bio Parents Bio AU Q&A! 28/10✨

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Welcome to the Q&A! A space where I can answer related or similar question about the Shadowpeach Bio Parents AU! If you submitted your ask anonimously, then you’ll have to check the whole post if it’s answered here, if it’s not, worry not! Your asks might have been used for a future comic or just in the queue~

Anonimo ha chiesto: Will MK have a power neither Wukong nor Macaque have ?

Probably something that is a mix of each parent power, creating something new. Like- He can hear the past, but can also use his gold vision. SO maybe he learns not only to hear to past, but also see it (but maybe instead of being gold the vision is purple)

Anonimo ha chiesto: Does MK have nightmares about LBD or Azures death or something? @the-ninja-girl-in-blue ha chiesto: I swear for some reason, even after returning back to his normal age, I still can’t help but picture MK having a nightmare in the middle of the night and just starts chirping in his sleep because of it and that ends up getting the attention of his two monkey dads. I can’t help but picture them either waking him up and asking him about the nightmare into his bed to cuddle with him to hopefully calm him down. I also kind of like the idea of them offering to let him stay in their bed with them for the night. basically, I just wanna see them comforting MK after he has a nightmare. For some reason, I could see the nightmare being about either LBD or about the ending of season five when he attempts suicide.

Yes he does have nightmares about that. He usually does, most times he's at Pigsy's, and Freenoodle is there to help him. He hasn't had a LBD nightmare at FFM yet, but even as an adult he would totally chirp without noticing it.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Angst idea what if heaven was scared of MK being the "harbinger of chaos" and took him away as a baby locking him away instead. It's up to you if wukong knew of his existence before he was taken. Eventually someone or something releases him. MK Finds out why he was locked away and just goes on a rampage through heaven bonus angst wukong has to stop him

Do heaven even knew he was the harbinger of chaos? Like seriously I don't remember if it was ever stated in the show. Honestly is crazy no one picked up that kid aurea. Makes you wonder who te fuck put such a powerful glamour on him when he was found by Pigsy.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Hi :D i wanted to say that i LOOOVE the bioparents au, it's so lovely 💖 and, i must ask, will we get more cliché scenes with our little monkeys? like accidental fall or something on this lines? i need my clichés back 😭😭

eeehhhhh maybe? I'm not too much of a fan of clichè I'll be honest, mostly bc I see them around all the time and I prefer to do something new.

Anonimo ha chiesto: I think it would be funny if MK started subconsciously mimicking things from his friends and family. little things like putting his shoes the same way Teng does. Standing in the same posture as Mei. Ext. Monkeys often will mimic each other as a sign of fondness and affection. Monkey see monkey do.

I think he already does that in the show with Wukong sometimes! It's super cute!

Anonimo ha chiesto: Okay hear me out, since mk kinda saw their past and everything. Does mk possibly have small abandonment issues (not that he doesn’t already) and does he hear little moments in the past of macaque and Wukong’s pain. By the way I absolutely love your art!!! I check your page everyday. 💕

I think if he ever said that to Wukong he'll make sure that every.single.day. he reminds him that he'll never leave his side.

@tinyplanetss ha chiesto: regarding the latest biodads update, did wukong ever know that macaque panicked and lashed out way back then due to seeing his "betrayal" in his future vision? i can't imagine it would've come up before he mentioned it to mk, unless they had a talk about it after their rooftop apology.....

I think they talked about it during the night Wukong apologized to Macaque. The comic I did stops after a certain point but they talked all night about what happened.

Anonimo ha chiesto: (Macaque on some late night mission): I've got to get back before Wukong realizes I'm not in bed. (Wukong who woke up and had a nightmare): Macaque.. MACAQUE

They can't stand being apart anymore now.

@eerieqloss ha chiesto: Wait I got a question, at the beginning of the Shadowpeach bio parent AU When they found out MK was their son biologically through Nuwa of course. But how did they get to her and ask her? I don't know why this question just randomly appeared in my head

Now that MK "opened the gate" access to other deities is much more easier.

@bottyshaker-900o ha chiesto: Wait! Does MK know they sleep together now!?

He did 2+2.

@youroriku ha chiesto: If MK monkey form is showing more or will there be a comic where he lost Control over it ?Recently, fewer people talk about it. Btw i love your art ❤️🌸🫶

mmm... Maybe not in my current timeline. Maybe more in the future. I don't think MK himself wants to loose control again like with Azure

Anonimo ha chiesto: Hii love your art! Wouldn't it be funny if someone was trying to have a serious conversation with Wukong and Macaque and baby MK is just climbing all over their shoulders and they're completely unfaced by it cuz it's like 'yeah this is normal just let him play' but whoever they're talking with can't focus on anything but MK's shinanigans.

hehehe baby shenanigans my beloved

Anonimo ha chiesto: I'll admit I'm more into the chubby, dad bod gang for Wukong but the way you draw buff wukong also makes me happy too! ^-^

Thank you!

@ketsuruithekiller ha chiesto: I like to suffer. So I would like to know if Wukong still has thoughts of guilt. If he fully accepted Mk's decision not to be his successor, without having the idea that like others he would hate it and leave at some point.

ye he does sometimes have the paranoia. But MK is there also to remind him that he'll always be in his life.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Are Wukong and Macaque, in your bio parents au, back together? Or is it a situationship? I'm sorry if it's already been stated in the story or if you've already answered something like this. I'm just a brain-dead potato who loves your comic.

Nah they still are in the progress of having to forgive each other but they are very much in a situationship.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Ello Ello, do you think any of the three monkeys would know how to take care of a sick person? Or would they just have to go to sandy or pigsy or someone?

I think yes. Canonically by JTTW, Wukong is an expert in many fields, including medicine. But I do wonder if sometimes he forget after so many years of reclusion that people can get sick.

Anonimo ha chiesto: So Wukong was stuck in the memory of MK sacrificing himself ? Was it identical to the scene in season 5 or was his dream different ? Poor Wukong looked so traumatized

It was the same as S5

Anonimo ha chiesto: I love, LOVE your bio au! I enjoy a lot!!!! Question! Wukong and Macaque have any chance to go to a date?

mmm maybe in the future

Anonimo ha chiesto: I know Is not the case but At some point, hasn't Pigsy felt a little jealous or strange of how MK goes directly to Wukong or Macacke when he has a problem?

I think Freenoodle is taking the opportunity of having the second set of parents to annoy the heck out of them and redirect all the akward questions and advices the kid ask them because "we had to do it for 21 years now you get to have the annoying part of parenting as well"

@azureandcrimson ha chiesto: Hello!! I absolutely love your art and I am currently watching your twitch (Which I can't log into and type in chat for some reason😭) but anyways. I also have a question if you ship Mei with anyone? Like a side character or Spindrax or someone else or if you make her Aroace or just don't generally ship her or smth! :) But besides that I love your art style and the way you draw everything!! Thank you for drawing this stuff and feeding my LMK hyperfixation!!

I do also ship Dragon fruit. Just in my comic I kind of had to choose one ship for now.

wolfsonic ha chiesto: Since we know WuKong is the bottom of ShadowPeach. Who's the bottom in SpiceyNoodles?

MMMMMMMMM TOO SOON TO SAY.

@draxeanlxia ha chiesto: Bio!Parents AU question, who does the laundry and who’s not allowed to touch the laundry because he’ll ruin your clothes without meaning to? For me, I think Wukong would be the one doing laundry while Macaque isn’t allowed near the washing machine. But that’s just me, what’s yours?

yeah seems fitting!

Anonimo ha chiesto: If MK started blushing when he saw Red Son in his true form I wonder how he would react to seeing Red Son shirtless with muscles and abs in that form XD

I headcanon MK as demisexual so probably he would notice and appreciate the aesthetic attraction but wouldn't be TOO flustered. In this case, it's RedSon who's the Wukong of the two of them (being flustered by like, seeing 2% of MK back or smt.)

Anonimo ha chiesto: So I wondered if Xiaotian's powers were like Steven's, since they responded to his emotions

yep.

Anonimo ha chiesto: If they decide to have a baby who will be pregnant macaque or wukong!?

I think I said it already once but I don't think that's how baby Stone Monkeys are born??? Like how would carry a stone inside your body work that's the thing. There's is to say they are demons who knows how they work honestly.

Anonimo ha chiesto:Will the calabash return ?

nope

Anonimo ha chiesto: Does Mei have a true form? Doesn’t seem fair that MK and Red Son have super forms and Mei doesn’t. I think she should be able to be a straight up dragon.

Doesn't she already goes straight up dragon in the show?

@phantom-premeir ha chiesto: Okay this is a pretty dumb question but I gotta know, out of the monkey trio whose the biggest crash out,just an absolute mess of a person?

I think Wukong

Anonimo ha chiesto: Are we gonna see a wedding of these gay monkeys?

Who knows.

@azureandcrimson ha chiesto:Oh my gosh, the new chapter is amazing, now we defiantly know Macaque has probably courtnapped Wukong >:3 I also have another question! Perhaps in the future will Macaques sacrifice be brought up? Like, yeah, he came back. But the guy was gone for days and who knows what he saw in there and/or what memories he saw because he was probably stuck in those for days. But just wondering if you might bring that up in the future? :) Make sure to take breaks, drink water and eat something!! >:(

Oh yeah that ahah. Maybe?

Anonimo ha chiesto: Imagine MK's sacrifice in season 5 would happen AFTER Macaque and Wukong found out that he is their son. This would make it even more heartbreaking

Bruh... Xiaotian wouldn't have been able to move an inch again from Wukong after he came back.

@autism-autobot ha chiesto: Wait... Is Wukong going to have to find a new successor now that MK won't be it?

Maybe what he will look for wont be a successor.... but an heir.

Anonimo ha chiesto: Is the monkey's tail sensitive or smt!? I mean what will happen if u pull it ?

We r getting into NSFW territory here...

Anonimo ha chiesto:who do u think is the fluffiest monkey? Also what happens if said monkey got towel dried and poofed up?

MK, becasue he's a cub by stone monkey standard. He would become a fur ball.

arrow-artzz ha chiesto: Hello! I just wanna say, I love your art style and this whole ShadowPeach parent au ur making and I get so hyped and excited when I see a new part/ep come out!! I hope ur having fun with it and keep up the great work, you do a fantastic job, and you also inspire me to keep trying small art projects at home!! I truly hope you’re having a wonderful night, after noon or night! also think it would be cute if the whole gang did a movie night (Halloween movie) at FFM and one scene comes up and macaque used Wukong as a shield as if the movie was real :3 sorry this was long I tap a lot “^^

I think Wukong would be the one scared. Macaque is literally has sleep paralysis monsters has pets

[ancientaliensblog]

I'm not completely happy with the spec bio i did honestly. I didnt even get to the possibilities of the spots/scales! (Probably because I cant decide if theyre spots or scales LOL) anyway.. More science and references under the read more (it's long):

Melanin:

I used the general term 'melanin' for color determination since going into variants of melanin (eumelanin, etc) was beyond the scope of my purposes.

Similar to humans, concentration of melanin determines skin color and has protective properties against UV. [1] Thus, as hearthians evolved to become more land-based and had increased exposure to the sun there was selective pressure for higher melanin concentrations. (making blue the predominant color variation in present day) In the past, without this selective pressure, I imagine the more purple variant would have been more common (at least than it is now). It's possible that those who've maintained this trait have larger/more spots/scales to counteract the loss of UV protection? (Partially why I chose Porphy- not just because I love them)

Note: since hearthian melanin is blue in tone, the name "melanin" would not be appropriate as it has the wrong root. I also considered determining a different name to be beyond the scope of my purposes. Unfortunately, I don't know enough about chemistry to change the structure of melanin to reflect blue instead of brown/black.

Blood:

This came about because I could not decide on a blood color for hearthians. Then! I discovered the Green Tree Skink (Prasinohaema virens). These nifty guys are the inspiration for green blood variants for hearthians! [2, 3] Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be much research on the little guy. But basically, the process making them green is the same as I described.

Oh, and I hear what you're saying, "Ancient, isn't an arrest in such an important liver enzyme cause for medical concern?" Probably! But not in a way I could readily predict beyond most likely a propensity for kidney issues, odd blood osmolarity, and trouble detecting liver damage/disease. In normal humans a build up of biliverdin is together with a build up of bilirubin (Jaundice baby!). However, a build up of ONLY biliverdin... *shrugs* Again, they need more research on these dang lizards man. I didn't notice anything about it being particularly toxic [4] (didn't search very hard) and since it's water-soluble (vs the bilirubin fat-soluble) (im NOT going into conjugated vs unconjugated bili rn) kidney excretion should work fine.

Anyway, rule of cool wins out every time so green blood doesn't do more harm (and could maybe even be protective in certain ways- see ref 4). I WAS gonna rag on about malaria protection but i need to stop, seriously. (I was ALSO gonna talk about albinism but SERIOUSLY I NEED TO STOP)

If you wanna know more about red blood MAN dont be scared to hit me up. I could talk about oxygen saturation curves and allosteric o2 binding all night.

[luxaryllis]

hi!! if you're accepting requests rn could you pls write just pure angst of azul with a younger sibling who he was super close to before, but when their parents got divorced they grew distant bc the sibling went to live with their dad instead of with him and his mom. then a few years later sibling ends up attending nrc and azul recognizes them and is excited to talk to them again only to discover that they're not the same as before.

rlly loved your scared younger sibling fics. they gave me chest pains bc of how damn sad they were. keep up the good work :)

Brother Knows Best

Note: OMG!! What is this!? I, Lux, FINALLY finishing something and posting it?! Has a miracle truly happened?!

Anyway, I'll just write the sibling of this one as a year younger than Azul, and the sibling was also be an octopus merfolk. I'm going to mention the reader having interests in some stuff, so please don't get offended if it doesn't apply to you. You can always just replace the traits I put as a trait of yours!

And imma just use Ashengrotto as the family name, cuz idk if Ashengrotto was the last name of Azul's bio father, or step-father, or the maiden name of his mother.

Warning/s: Parents divorcing, Split custody, Angst, Spoilers to Azul's backstory and past, Spoilers to Azul's Ceremonial Robes vignettes, Reader is mentioned to have somewhat similar features to Azul (specific features aren't specified), Tell me if I missed anything

Full post under the cut!

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"Big brother! Why are you crying?" A slightly smaller mer-octopus swam closer with a concerned expression.

Azul, who was hiding in an octopus pot, looked up to his sweet and innocent little sibling. The 7-year-old boy's eyes soften, and Azul knew that it was only a matter of time before his baby sibling, [Name], would go through all the bullying and teasing as well.

But Azul didn't want that. He wanted [Name]'s cute smile to last forever. He wanted [Name] to not have to see and experience the horrors of simply being themself. He wanted to protect [Name] from everything and everyone who dared hurt them.

Azul's heart squeezed in his chest as he realizes that he can't. He can't protect [Name]. Azul couldn't even protect himself! He truly was... a weak, dumb, slow little octopus...

Tormented by his thoughts, Azul continued sobbing, hiding further into the octopus pot, hiding his chubby face from his little sibling.

"Don't look at me!!" Azul cries out, accidentally spitting out ink from his tentacles, staining the waters around them. The mess caused Azul to cry even more, the ugly black liquids reminding him of what the other kids told him.

[Name] frowns softly, they didn't know why their big brother was upset. The younger mer-octopus moves closer to the octo-pot, trying to coax their older brother to come out.

"Zul-ie.. what's wrong? I don't like seeing you sad..."

Upon receiving no response, the younger child purses their lips in a pout.

"Come onnn...! Mom and dad made dinner! They made fried chicken! Your favorite!!"

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"Big brother!! Look, look! Wanna hear this song I learned on the piano?!"

Piano keys played a gorgeous melody under [Name]'s fingers, and Azul watched with wide eyes full of wonder and pride. Azul felt a small sense of envy in him, but he couldn't find it in himself to acknowledge the jealousy, because Azul was too proud of his younger sibling to do that.

And yet...

As [Name] learned more and more, Azul couldn't help but feel... left behind.

As though [Name] doesn't need him anymore.

But... but that isn't true right? [Name] needs Azul... right...?

As days and years pass by, nagging feelings of envy and worthlessness bubble up in Azul as he watches his sibling shine.

'I should be proud of them,' he thinks to himself as his mind wanders while he was studying.

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'Mom and dad don't love each other anymore...'

Those were the thoughts in the two siblings' heads while they listened to their parents argue for what felt like the umpteenth time. And today, it seemed as though everyone in the house had finally had enough of the screams and shouts.

Around a month or so later, the Ashengrotto family were in court, for a divorce trial. It was a somewhat long process, but the judge's words hit the two children like a truck.

"Mrs. Ashengrotto is to be given custody over Azul Ashengrotto. Whilst Mr. Ashengrotto is to be given custody over [Name] Ashengrotto."

When the Ashengrotto family split up, Azul and [Name] were desperately trying to stay together. It went to the point that their parents had to pull the crying siblings apart because [Name] and their father had to leave.

"Big brother!!! NO!!"

"[Name]!!! Don't leave me please!!"

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"DON'T LEAVE ME!!"

Azul wakes up with a start, sitting up from the bed with wide eyes and heavy breathing. His hair was frazzled in a bedhead, and he quickly looks around.

The Octavinelle Dorm Leader recognizes his dorm room, and breathes a sigh. Not one of relief, but one of exhaustion. Azul reaches to his bedside table and takes his glasses, putting them on as he checks the clock. 5 am.

Next to the clock, Azul sees the small picture he placed. A family picture of him, his mother, his father, and his younger sibling. It was taken before his parents had divorced. When they were all happy...

Azul stares at his younger sibling in the picture, yearning to see them again. He reaches out a bit, but stops himself and shakes his head. 'Now is not the time', he thinks to himself. He shakily stands up and starts getting ready for the welcoming ceremony of the new first years of NRC.

Azul leaves the room and passes by Jade and Floyd's shared room. The house-warden could hear Floyd's complaining through the door and he sighs, knocking on the door and speaking.

"Floyd, would you stop complaining? Jade and I have to get ready for the Welcoming Ceremony, and you and the others have to start preparing for the welcome party for our new first years."

Almost immediately, Floyd replies with a slight whiney tone. "Says the person who wasn't wrung out like a rag for some lotion! I can barely walk!!" Azul could almost hear the pout in Floyd's voice and sighs in exasperation, listening to Jade trying to calm his brother down.

Deciding to leave the twin eels alone, Azul starts to walk away and head to the Lounge to make sure the preparations are going smoothly. As he walked, his mind can't help but wander to thoughts like if he and his own younger sibling would have a similar dynamic to Jade and Floyd. Hm, or would their dynamic be more like Idia's and Ortho's? Likely not, perhaps.

These thoughts weighed in Azul's mind, and he feels himself shaking his head, trying to rid himself of those thoughts. He hasn't seen his younger sibling for a long time; but Azul certainly hopes that [Name] didn't have such a drastic change like he did.

For some reason, Azul couldn't bear the thought of his previously happy-go-lucky and outgoing [Name] to be anything else other than such a happy mer-octopus. It was wishful thinking, but what kind of older brother would he be if he didn't wish only the best for his younger sibling?

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When the time came for the Welcoming Ceremony to begin, the Housewardens (exceot for Malleus Draconia, who likely didn't receive the invitation, Azul thinks) were all lined in a circle surrounding the mirror, waiting for students to be sorted into their own dorms.

As each student was being sorted to their dorms, Azul takes the time to look at each student that seemed to catch his attention. None seemed very relevant thus far, maybe a few people he could exploit here and there.

"Next student!"

A student dressed in the NRC Ceremonial Robes stepped out of the crowd of the unsorted first-years. Their hood was on and casting a shadow down their face as they walked towards the mirror.

"State thy name." The mirror said when the student stepped up.

Suddenly, the student spoke a name that ran a shiver down Azul's spine. A name that Azul never thought he would hear no matter how much he wished to hear.

"[Name] Ashengrotto."

Jade raised an eyebrow and turned to Azul curiously, and some other students who recognized the last name also snuck some glances to the Octavinelle Dormleader. Azul could vaguely hear Idia's voice through the floating tablet, saying things like, 'Plot twist?!', but he paid no heed to it.

Azul's eyes were wide, and his mouth was lightly agape in surprise. His younger sibling... studying in NRC?!?

Questions ran through Azul's head in that moment. How is his younger sibling doing? Do they still like to play the piano? Or perhaps they still continued collecting those sea shells? Did [Name] still want to be a singer when they grew up? Do they still enjoy chasing their tentacles like a dog liked chasing its tail? Do they still have that same smile they always did; the one that brightened any room they were in and made their eyes glimmer like the stars land-folk liked to gaze at?

The Dark Mirror spoke again, "The shape of they soul is..."

Azul was beside himself with worry and anticipation. What dorm would his younger sibling be sorted into?

'Octavinelle, Octavinelle, Octavinelle', Azul chanted in his head, hoping for the Dark Mirror to sort [Name] in the dorm he was in.

"... Octavinelle!"

It took almost everything in Azul not to let out a sigh of relief, but he was celebrating in his mind. Suddenly remembering that he was the Dorm Leader of Octavinelle, he stepped up and made himself known to his beloved younger sibling.

Azul mustered up an amicable smile (and those who knew him were rather surprised at how genuine Azul's smile looked), and spoke. "Welcome to Octavinelle, right this way please."

[Name], not having realized who the person underneathe the hood was, nodded and walked to the crowd of Octavinelle students, waiting for the Welcoming Ceremony to be over.

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After a rather tiring Welcoming Ceremony, with an entire fire getting started by a racoon-cat-monster named Grim, all the students (save for that one student who couldn't get sorted to a dorm) were allowed to leave and go back to their respective dorms.

The Octavinelle first-years were granted a delicious meal and celebration, and were all briefed on their duties in the Mostro Lounge. The entire time, Azul kept sneaking glances at [Name], which wasn't really left unnoticed by the twins or by [Name] themself.

Azul eventually mustered up the courage to approach his younger sibling and struck up a conversation.

"[Name], it's very nice to see you..! I'm Azul, remember? Your older brother?" Azul's voice was one of slight anxiety, did [Name] eveb remember him? It has been a while since they last even heard from each other..

[Name] turns to look at Azul and nods a bit, smiling a little. "Ah, right. It's so nice to see you again, Zulie."

Being referred to his favorite childhood nickname made Azul smile softly, but he couldn't shake off the surprise at seeing the change of demeanor in [Name]. Back when they were younger, [Name] was much more outgoing and enthusiastic compared to this [Name], who seemed to want to curl up in a ball when someone else tried making conversation with them.

Not even their smile fully reached their eyes anymore. Just what had happened to his beloved younger sibling in the time he was gone?

Internally hoping that his younger sibling hadn't changed too much, Azul tried to continue the conversation. "Ah, do you.. still play the piano?"

[Name] shook their head and smiled a little sheepishly in reply. "Oh, no I don't anymore. Atleast, not as often as before. I still play it occasionally, but I don't exactly find it as fun now."

"What about collecting sea shells? Surely, you still find that enjoyable?"

"Dad and I lived in a more colder part of the ocean, and there weren't a lot of sea shells to collect. So, no, not really."

"Ahh, I see... what do you like doing nowadays, then, [Name]?"

"Oh, well..." [Name] then proceeds to tell their older brother of their interests; though most (if not all) the things the younger Ashengrotto listed were things Azul weren't very interested in.

Regardless, Azul nods in understanding, trying not to mind how much his sibling had changed.

The next few weeks after that, Azul had found it hard to approach [Name]. Why? Well, maybe it was because of the fact that his younger sibling had grown rather attached to the Ramshackle prefect and a certain trouble-making trio (Ace, Deuce, and Grim).

Azul had enough of it, seeing his younger sibling get roped into trouble from their group of friends. When [Name] had came back to the dorm with the Heartslabyul's dorm leader's collar on them, Azul had to pull his younger sibling aside to talk.

"[Name], may I ask exactly why you have Riddle's collar on you? What did your friends bring you into this time?" Azul asked [Name] as they spoke in Azul's office. Azul was looking at his beloved younger sibling with furrowed brows and a scrutinizing expression.

[Name] replied, "It's a.. long story, big brother. Yuu, Ace, Deuce, Grim, and I were at Heartslabyul's Unbirthday Party. Dorm Leader Rosehearts got mad at us and collared us and kicked us out of the party because a rule was broken.."

Azul sighs in disappointment and exasperation. He can't believe his younger sibling associated themself with such troublemakers.

"[Name], honestly, why do you even hang out with such people?! They're getting you into trouble!"

[Name] tries to defend themself, "They don't mean to! And I can't just stand by and watch as my friends suffer on their own!"

Azul starts to get a little frustrated. Can't they see, those group of 'friends' as [Name] calls them are terrible influences. It's only a matter of time before they start using [Name] for their own benefit, Azul is sure about that. After all, [Name] has always been rather straightforward in the way that they won't hesitate to help (such values were strange to see in a school like Night Raven College). And Azul knew what happened to people like that; they get exploited, wrung out like a rag, draining them out until there's nothing left to give.

If [Name]'s friends were anything like the other students of NRC (like how Azul would treat his 'clients'), it would be so, so much worse for [Name]. Oh, Azul could practically see it now; it'll start small, like helping out with homework or lending some money. Eventually, it'll be like his younger sibling got the life and kindness sucked out of them, leaving them burnt out like a poor, unfortunate soul!

And Azul can't and won't let his beloved younger sibling go through that. He won't let [Name] fall from grace so terribly like the people who've broken their end of the deal with him.

And that is what Azul tells [Name] (leaving out the parts that paint Azul as the scheming businessman he is, of course) in an effort and attempt to dissuade his sibling from staying friends with their troublemaking friends.

"Don't you see, my dear sibling? They're only using you and their troublemaking schemes would run your student record through the mud. They're getting you involved in so much drama and troubles, and as your older brother, I'd hate for you to be surrounded by such terrible influences," Azul says.

[Name] frowns a bit. Azul worded it as though they hadn't done anything wrong, which wasn't all that far from the truth, though. However, [Name] also knew that Azul was thinking that they were being dragged against their will to help out, which they weren't.

"Big brother... I'm helping out willingly, because I want to. Besides, they're my friends. Didn't the Sea Witch always help other people? We're Octavinelle students, we must always follow the Sea Witch's values."

[Name] replies. The facts about Octavinelle and the Sea Witch were things that the younger Ashengrotto used to try convincing Azul to let them go.

Azul clicks his tongue, his eyes narrowing as he pushes up his glasses that were starting to fall a bit. "Then perhaps you should try getting better, more behaved friends instead of the ones you have right now. What happened to the well-behaved [Name] I used to know?" Azul mutters under his breath, but [Name] could still hear Azul's words.

[Name] frowns at the last question. "What 'happened' is that life happened, Azul. Not everyone stays the same! I've changed!!"

Azul, however, has difficulty getting behind the thought, shaking his head in denial, "Then change back!! [Name], I want the old you! The one who'd listen and trust me without a second thought! The one who was dependent on me! The one who actually made me feel special!!"

That was the last straw for [Name]. They have grown tired of their older brother trying to keep them the same as they used to when they were a child. Can't Azul just let go of the past? "Well that [Name] is gone!! I'm independent now, Azul! I'm not a child! Stop treating me like one!"

[Name] shouts in a burst of anger, before their eyes widen, not having expected themself to actually blow up like that. Not necessarily regretting it, though, the young Ashengrotto quickly turns away and leaves Azul's office, ignoring their older brother's shouts for them to come back.

---

Azul breathes heavily as he falls to his knees, watching as his younger sibling walks away from him, closing the door behind them. The sight can't help but remind Azul of the time when he and [Name] were separated; just this time, [Name] was being pulled away by their 'friends' instead of their father.

Azul can't believe this!! Did [Name] really just walk away from him?! After everything Azul did in hopes of having his dearest sibling back?! How dare they!

How dare they change! How dare they change so much to the point Azul barely recognizes them! How dare they move on from the past so quickly, as if it didn't bother them! And how dare they even think of choosing their friends over him!

How dare they make him cry! How dare they say words that hurt far more than when those pesky merfolk would bully him!! How dare they leave him there, with tears falling down his eyes and with a heart aching for family!

How dare they, how dare they, how dare they!!

Azul takes a deep breath of resolution, his eyes narrowing behind the glint of his glasses. Never mind, then. He'll show them, he just knows it.

Azul calls the Leech twins over to the office, preparing to make a plan for the upcoming exam season, a list of specific names he wants them to target.

He'll show [Name]. He'll show them that he's right. That big brother knows best.

[transfemme-shelterdog]

I'm sorry if I'm being whiny but I just. I can't. It's just so frustrating must how much transandrophobia is on tumbler like holy shit.

I have tags "transfem" and "trans woman" (and other variations) blocked here because im fucking SCARED to have my feed littered with some random trans"feminists" going on and in how much they hate all men, how much the wanna forcefem all men etc. Like my mental state is already shitty I'm not letting some shitty app make it even worse.

When I see users with some sort of "femme" "queen" "princess" "girl/woman" or anything like this in their username OR "marxist leninist transfeminist" in their bio my first question is always "are you normal about intersex people, nonbinary people that you can't shove into "transfeminine" bos and transmascs/trans men" AND 90% OF THE TIME THE ANSWER IS NO THEY'RE NOT NORMAL ABOUT THOSE PEOPLE.

It feels GROSS. THE WHOLE SITUATION OF PEOPLE BEING OPENLY TRANSANDROPHOBIC, EXCLUSIVE, EXORSEXIST AND INTERSEXIST ALL WHILE CALLING THEMSELVES "TRANS FEMINIST" AND ACTING LIKE THEY ARE THE VICTIM IS FUCKING KILLING ME. I KNOW THAT THESE ARE REAL PEOPLE RUNNING THOSE ACCOUNT AND HOLY SHIT I'M SO FUCKING AFRAID TO ENCOUNTER SOMEONE LIKE THAT IRL 😭

When it comes to having trans friends - I only know one trans person IRL (and also I only know they EXIST - I don't know them personally) and I'm really not sure about finding them 'cause 1. I live in russia and it's HELLA transphobic. I already got damn ptsd after being harassed by the same group of people for like. A year or so? For being trans specifically. 2. My town is pretty small AND much more conservative than cities like moscow. It's really easy to just bump into some people that I really REALLY don't want to deal with while trying to find someone.

I'm pretty much trapped and the only thing I have to do is to wait until I'm moving and THATS WHEN. THE PROBLEM KICKS IN. I'LL HAVE MUCH HIGHER CHANCE OF DEALING WITH TRANSANDROPHOBIA WITHIN TRANS COMMUNITIES WHEN I'M DOING THIS. IM ALREADY FACING IT AND I KNOW IT'S GONNA GET WORSE.

Yeah, it's really toxic and sad how a lot of trans women and transfems act on this website. We should be working together, not putting a knife to each other's throats.

I honestly don't blame you for not wanting to interact with trans women/fems on this site. A lot of us are... less than kind to trans guys.

I hope you manage to move somewhere safer, whether within Russia or not, and find yourself a community that loves and supports you <3

[regret-with-a-u]

so i finally got done doing the thing and read the 1 issues

ahem

aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHDSHJDSKHFJSHFJSKAHFJSAKHJSAHDJSHDJKASHJKCASHJ HELP HELP HELPPPPPPPPPP

AND GOING THRU SHITTTTTTTTTT MAH BLOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRBBBBBBBBBOOOOOOFSHJKFHDSJFHDJSHFJ

also no friends..... either Dickie poo gets his ass over there oooooooor shove kyle and connor then dickie pooo lol he so friendless it sooooooo sad but god I KNEW THAT FEELING UGH for once I don't have to project a lot on this wally yipppeeeee BUT

also i love this freak loooook at themmmmmmmm jesse is gender rn that a they/them haver if I ever did seen one

ALOS THEY WERE IG STUDYING HIM I THINK THAT ENDING LEFT ME QUESTIONS BUT LIKE YAYAYAYAYAYAY MY BLORBO BEING STUDY!!!!

i want ot say i manifest this shirt but honestly it just him colors (EXCUSE THE MEI AU ONE BODY I JUST IT BAD I KNOW AND THE TATTOO ON THE WRONG ARM BEC I CAN'T TELL MY R TO L IGNORE IGNORE IGNORE)

I AM LOSING IT OCTIE LOSIIIIING ITTTT

also have a cookie for dealing with me in ya inbox pfft🍪

I went to sleep, had a class early today so now I can look at :>

SCREAMING IS SO ON POINT SAME DLFLLFGLLFKFGKKFKFK

BLORBO IS A CHILD WITH USA GOV. ON HIS ASS. USA military never beating the allegations 💀💀

Also Wally really needs friends, bro needs to let out all the thoughts that are rotting and infesting his brain. Dick or Roy could be perfect examples. Maybe other titans too.

They are also retconning green lanterns so Kyle showing up would be pretty normal. Or they are waiting for the GL #1 to drop ¯\_( ツ )_/¯. I kinda wanna see their interactions without the history that haunts them.

IF THE ONLY FRIEND WALLY HAS IS THAT FUCKING MONKEY - that is %100 Grodd - I AM PUNCHING THE WALL AND RUDY

Shamelessly adds my own au; Owlman! Dick finding out Wally accidently killed someone: First time? ,':)

FOR THE LIFE OF ME I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHO JESSE IS! I love that little freak. Who the fuck are you, creature?

They are definitely tracking my boy Wally. Wally is smart but has no idea how to go under grid and hide. That is a 15 year old, not even a Robin!

I believe Rudy wants to capture and 'fix' him so the gov. doesn't use his as a bio-weapon :)

MEI AU?? THAT DRAWING LOOKS SO FUCKING GOOD. I LOVE THE TATTOO UGHHHHH I see the lightnings in his hair, June :D

NO HEAD WALLY!?! LDLFLDLFLLDLF

Absolute Bruce upon seeing Wally:

Wally: I am a hero too! Don't be scared because I have powers-

Bruce: Ew a child.

Wally: °-°

I LOVE THE AU OH MY GOOOOOOOOOD TELL ME MOOOOOORRREE ⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡

You manifested those colours, own it 🌻🌻

WE ARE BOTH LOSING IT, FREAKY STYLE!

FUCK YEAH A COOKIE! 🍪 nom nom nom nom nom nom nom

PLS never apologize for sending me messages, I love going gangsta on Wally with ur ass. ⚡🔥⚡🔥⚡

Here sunflowers from me, thank you for your time 🌻🌻🌻

[slimybeth69]

a small spark vs a great forest

frankie morales X +18 lady reader (no descriptions but has background) warnings: excplicit/smut (Minors DNI) toxic relationships (not frank), alcohol/smoking mentioned and used, twin flame connections, unhealthy obsessions, the use of little girl or Niñita (with no real defied age gap), other sad shit :(

A/N: this is my first time posting smut on here so i'm sorry if I fucked anything up or didn't do it right. this is being cross posted from my ao3 account and if you'd like to check it out, the link is in my bio.

Summary: Meeting Frank outside the bar that night hadn't ever been apart of your plan... and what the hell did he just say to you?

chapter 1 of ?

There isn’t much that you wouldn’t do for a cigarette right now– but you quit. It wasn’t easy and it’s not a habit you’d like to have to drop again, so you just pace outside of the bar you’re also not going to go into. 

Fuck. 

This isn’t how you expected this night to go—fighting with your boyfriend, Cooper. Ex-boyfriend. You’re single. Freshly single and wanting to go inside and have a drink but, that’s something else that you’re just not sure would be a good idea right now. 

Not that you have a problem. You get sad when you drink and you call anyone on your phone who will listen to you drunkenly cry at three a.m. 

PSA, it’s not many. So, you just avoid that whole situation and decide maybe you should try to find some weed. That’s never been an issue and you’d… love to eat whatever you can get your hands on and then sleep for a solid nine to ten hours. 

The music inside is pretty inviting though and someone in there probably has weed. Someone has to have it. They’ve gotta. 

Your phone rings and you almost don't answer it when you see the caller I.D. and Cooper’s picture. He still has things of yours though so you have to speak to him. "Hello?"

"Hey..." He sounds apologetic and like he's got more to say. He sounds like he has his tail between his legs instead of a dick. "Do you think we could...I dunno, talk sometime?" He asks meekly. 

"No, I don't wanna talk to you. I just want my stuff back." You whisper, the tears burn at your eyes and you feel that sting in your sinuses. 

He chuckles and his tone changes drastically. "You're not getting your shit back until you come fucking talk to me, bitch. So... fix your fucking attitude and get over here... come talk to me."

You roll your eyes even though he can't see you. He wants to play a tough guy now? "Oh, did you grow a pair all of a sudden?" You're smirking but his next reaction startles you. 

"You think you're fucking cute? Get your stupid ass over here and talk to me or I'll burn your shit, you stupid cunt. Do you think I'm playing around? You think this is a fucking joke?" He's snarling through the phone. 

"Excuse me? You fucked MY friend and you expect me to just drop---"

"I. Do. Not. Care." Your ex-boyfriend cuts you off and snorts gently. "I let you leave to cool off but quit fucking around. Get here now, or I'm coming to find you." He warns. "You forget I know where you live-- I know where you work? You think that this ended because we fought?" 

"Come here, I fucking dare you. Show up at my job, please show up at my job. Do you think the guys I work with would let you even get through the door? Do you forget that I've got at least fifteen pounds on you? You scrawny fucking---" You're snarling now, right back at him.

"I'll fucking ruin you, you stupid fucking whore. Watch me. Watch me burn all your shit. I'll burn your fucking apartment down. I'll ruin your fucking life." 

You snort at his response. "I'd love to see you try, Coop. I really want to see you try." You whisper into the phone before hanging up.

You...fall apart while his words resonate in your head. He has never spoken to you like that before, there had never been threats made like that and now...you're not scared... you're...tempted to call him the fuck back? What? Why do you wanna go talk to him now? After he said all those terrible things? Is he really that broken up over you guys not being together? 

No.

You know that's not what this is. He's toxic. He's abusive, apparently?

You need to stay away from him. You can get new stuff, you can buy new clothes and shoes. You don't need to see him ever again.

You wipe your cheeks hastily, trying to banish the evidence of your vulnerability. No more tears for him. Not now. Not ever again. You want to scream and go find a dark corner to crawl away and hide in. This doesn’t really seem fair. Not fair at all.

Your right hand is on the door handle and you’re about to pull the door towards you when it’s forcefully slammed into your knuckles by someone inside pushing the door out. 

“Fuuuck.” You groan and blinding pain shoots up your hand and into your wrist. You turn around while you cradle your wounded hand gently against your chest. “Fuck fuck fuck.” You hiss under your breath. 

If there was ever a sign to go the fuck home right now? This was it. 

“Oh shit!” A man's voice from behind you cuts through the haze of pain and the next thing you know, you have hands on your shoulders and are being spun around. 

“Get the fuck off of— oh…” You trail off when you’re face to face with chocolate brown eyes that are wet and bloodshot from whatever he had been drinking. It smells like tequila. 

“Sorry…” The unnamed man apologizes for injuring you. His eyes drop down to the hand you have clutched to your chest. “You ok?” He asks, his voice soft but still deep and velvety. 

You stare at him for a moment; lost in the wrinkles around his eyes. His lips are full and look so soft, you’re thinking about what they’d feel like pressed against the nape of your neck while his hands move down your shoulders—

“Get off me!” You snap at him, realizing he has his hands on your shoulders and you should be alarmed and angry at this stranger touching you like this. 

This guy's hands fall to his sides and he stands tall, towering over you now that he’s not hunched to inspect your not-so-serious injury. He’s a lean, solid mass in front of you now. His dark hair is tousled lightly and curled from underneath the brim of his baseball cap. His skin is sun-kissed. He’s got a faint scar on his left cheekbone.

“Sorry. 'M a little buzzed.” He chuckles with words that have what sound like nerves laced all around them. “Frank.” He holds out his right hand for you to shake. Your eyes drop down to his hand and then back to his eyes. 

Awkwardly, with your left hand, you give him a weird handshake-hand-hug thing for less than a second. You don’t respond to him because… you’re not interested. Not at all. 

You just got out of some dumb shit and you’re not trying to let new dumb shit inside you. 

“Thanks for… I dunno, I’m fine. Have a good rest of your night.” You start off in the direction of your apartment but his footsteps behind you make you pause and then so does he. 

“I’m not following you. I also live this way.” Frank’s tone is serious and honest– almost urgent. 

“Okay. You go first, then. Not taking any fuckin’ risks…” You wave him past you with your left and watch as he walks from behind you and you give him ten steps before you fall in line behind him. 

This is dumb. The further you get away from the bar, the darker it gets and the more opportunity he has to turn around and grab you and steal you away into a dark corner. No…that you’d mind? He’s so big and so strong and…the complete opposite of the fucking loser you’ve been seeing for almost the last year.

No. You would mind being abducted by this handsome, dangerous stranger, very much! You’re not that kind of person. You’re going home to lick your knuckles like a cat and cry about your stupid ex-boyfriend. You’d let Frank lick your knuckles if he asked. You’d let him strip you down naked and lick every inch of you.

Fuck. Stop thinking like that!! You’re barely out of a relationship with your maybe ex-boyfriend and you’re thinking about what Frank’s tongue feels like. You’re getting too ahead of yourself.

“Do you live around here?” he asks without turning around or even turning his head. 

“Why?” You question. You don’t live close but you're not too far away. Why does he wanna know? What is this strange, handsome man planning?

“Are you okay getting home by yourself?” he still doesn’t turn around, or even slow his pace at all to get closer to you. 

“I’ll be fine.” You glare at the back of his head and his broad shoulders that look so strong and sturdy. Your tone must match the way you’re looking at him because Frank scoffs. 

“I was just askin’, Cariño.” The word rolls off of his tongue. Your pussy– which must have a mind of her own, throbs, and your lower stomach flutters. 

You don’t even know what that word means and you’re already leaking. He could have just called you a cunt and honestly, it would not have mattered to you. You’re on the verge of speeding up your pace to walk alongside him when he speaks again. 

“Relax..."

What the fuck did he just say? All the anger, the pain in your hand and his bullshit is too much. You snap and can no longer even pretend to be nice. “Fuck you.”  You’re berating him when he turns around to look at you. “How dare you? Do you know how fucking scary it is to be a woman today?” He’s still walking, but backwards and more slow. “To walk home alone from the bar—”

He holds his hands up innocently and glances over his shoulder as he continues to walk backward. “S’why I offered to walk you home, Hermosa. No harm intended.” 

“It’s creepy.” You glare at his handsome face now that he’s looking at you. His mustache is thick. The facial hair on his cheeks is slightly patchy, but dark with a little gray speckled throughout. You’re trying not to smile at him for being so handsome. 

He winks at you and then turns around.  “You’re still following me though.” He says to the empty street in front of him. “I’d feel bad if somethin’ happened to you and I could have prevented it…” You watch as he shoves his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. 

“Or… you wanna be the bad thing that happens to me. ” The tone in which you say this does not reflect the fear you have in your heart— it makes your lower stomach twirl inside you when you say it; like it was something naughty. A tone that mirrored something else inside of you that was not fear. 

“This is me.” He stops outside of an apartment building, turning now to look at you again. “I’m not bad.” He smirks at you and then walks towards the door that will take him inside. 

You both stop and stare at each other right before he walks in. 

“I'm only bad when you beg for it, Niñita.” His voice is honey-dipped as he gives you another wink. Then he slips inside without another word and you’re left on the sidewalk wondering why you’re a miserable bitch. 

You could have had a good time tonight. You wanted to be a bitch to the one handsome guy that didn’t give off serial killer vibes within the first ten seconds of meeting him. 

It’s so quiet as you wait for him to come back, grab you by the hair, and pull you inside. You want him to do that so badly. You think you might need it. 

You cannot remember the last time you had an orgasm from sex. It’s been embarrassingly long— about as long as your most recent relationship… so…like seven or eight months. 

Fingers and mouths and toys? Sure, yeah. 

It’s not the same! 

Frank seems like the kind of guy who would make you come. He seems like the kinda guy who wouldn’t come until you did. 

Fuck. 

It’s fine. You don’t need that bullshit anyway. You need to focus on yourself, your happiness, and your peace. 

Frank didn’t seem like peace! He seems like trouble– like standing outside his apartment at three a.m calling him several times to let you in. 

The walk back to your apartment is filled with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. It takes you fifteen minutes, but you arrive safely. Once inside you strip down to your undies and crawl in bed. 

You should have just come here in the first place and never even went to the bar– even though you didn’t go in. Now you’re minds consumed with thoughts of this guy Frank. 

Frank and the thing he said. 

“I'm only bad when you beg for it, Niñita. ” 

What could that mean? You know exactly what it means and you want it. You want him to be bad and you want to beg him for it. 

You want him to put his boot on your throat— that’s what you really want. Is for him to completely control you so that you don’t have to do or think about one single thing. 

Being an asshole to him was the dumbest thing you’ve ever done. 

Why couldn’t you be an asshole to your ex-boyfriend when you met him!? You loved right up on that piece of shit and he’s a soft, pussy bitch! Up until tonight, aparently when he wanted to call you a cunt and threaten to burn all your things. You spent seven months trying to make him feel like he was worth something only for him to go be worth something inside your friend Chelsea. 

That made you feel sooooooo good. You loved that. You loved that you poured every ounce of yourself into a man who didn't deserve you. Who, throughout the seven months you were together never once did anything nice for you! Never made you feel special or cared about.

You used to be someone YOU liked. Someone YOU didn't mind being alone with but now it was like every single moment you had to yourself was filled with thoughts of self-loathing and how you're an idiot and this is the worst thing you could have ever done. 

How could you do that? Let your guard down and let someone hurt you that way? Seriously? After spending so many years building up those bricks. Carefully scraping off the access mortar so that you had a very neat and beautiful brick wall built around yourself and then some weak-dick asshole who cried talking about the Civil War broke your heart?? Really?? Some guy that got drunk off two whiskeys and wanted to talk about history and cry over it?

Perfect. 

You should go fuck one of Cooper's friends. 

If they weren’t all absolutely disgusting you would. You’d tie your ex to a chair and then fuck one of his friends right in front of him. Maybe even orgasm for once and show him what it looks like when a woman comes with a dick inside of her. 

They are all disgusting, though, so you’ll just lay in bed and think of Frank.

It’s the next night when you see Frank again, and the only reason you do is because you take the long way home around his apartment building from work. Thankfully Cooper didn’t show up at your job today.

Frank’s walking out of his building with his head down. His face is almost completely hidden by his baseball cap. He's walking in the direction you're coming from, looking at his phone as you pass him. His head flicks to the side as you walk by and you hear his boots shuffle on the pavement. 

“Cariño?” His voice makes you shiver and you get goosebumps on every single inch of your skin. You bite your lip and take a deep breath to compose yourself before you look over your shoulder, and you don’t stop walking. 

“You talking to me?” You ask casually, acting like you don’t remember him even though he has not left your head once since last night. 

“I sure am.” Frank is walking now in the direction you’re going instead of the way you came from. “So you got home safe last night, Hermosa?” He asks quietly. 

“Clearly.” You roll your eyes and cannot keep the miserable bitch contained. She is right there– always front and center to keep your soft, delicate insides protected from guys like Cooper and Frank.

Frank snorts and shoves his phone into his pocket, his steps sync up with yours mindlessly– but you notice and you can smell his cologne now that he’s so close to you. It’s spicy but sweet at the same time; with notes of sweet vanilla and rich tobacco. It’s intoxicating and completely new to you. 

“Niñita—” 

You had googled what that meant when you got home and now that you know what it means, your pussy is throbbing again and you’re two steps away from telling him to take you upstairs to his apartment and fuck you until you’re crying.

You don’t. 

“Stop calling me that. You don’t even know me and you’re what— what do you want?” You’re short and tense with him even though you don’t mean to be. 

Frank smirks and with his right hand he pulls the baseball cap off his head and with his left hand, he runs his fingers through his hair before replacing the hat back on his messy curls. “Sorry,” he mumbles.

Your heart aches and you don’t even know this man. “No, I’m sorry.” You utter in frustration. “I’m just having a shit month.” 

“Let me take you out sometime, try and cheer you up or something?” Frank offers and while you’re walking the outside of his hand brushes against yours for a moment. 

You do your best to not look down at his hand lingering against yours and you keep your eyes forward, not looking up into his face either. “I’m all set, thanks. I’m not really looking for anything—”

Frank’s hand is gone from beside yours but it’s because he’s in front of you now, looking down at you as he blocks your path on the sidewalk. “I’m not looking for anything either… just a good time.” 

“This what you want?” His words are strained and his breathing is labored. Frank's teeth find your collarbone and they graze across the sensitive skin.

“Cariño?” His voice rips through your erotic daydream and now you could cry. Your thighs are rubbing together mindlessly and you can feel the sweat forming on your brow. You need to have a real orgasm but you're so fragile right now that you're not sure if you can handle being with someone else. 

You'd become infatuated with him like an idiot! You’d become obsessed with him and make him think you were crazy! He’s the most rugged and handsome man you might have ever met.

“I have to go …”

Frank pinches his brows together as his gaze scan down the length of your body, watching you fidget uncomfortably and then he looks into your eyes again, taking a step closer. “I didn’t mean–”

“I need to go home.” You cut him off because you’re about to drop to your knees right here and take him out of his jeans and slobber on him in the worst way possible. You are desperate for something, someone who isn’t your ex and Frank is so fucking hot. 

The top of Frank’s tongue darts across his bottom lip and he takes another step towards you, your legs feel like they’re going to give out at any moment. “What’s wrong? What are you looking for?” 

You stare up at him, partially drooling at the way he speaks to you. It’s so gentle but so demanding of the answer. “I don’t know.” You whisper. 

He takes one more step and closes the distance between you two. “Just tell me… I’m not gonna bite.” 

The words come out of your mouth before you can stop them, “I want….” You whisper, lost in his eyes and his intoxicating scent. “I need….” You trail off because you want him to bite you. You want him to tilt your head to the side and bite down on the soft flesh where your shoulder meets your neck. You whine softly in the tension you're creating for yourself. You could give in. Let him do whatever he wants to you but you're so fucking scared of the place your heart is in. 

Frank's eyes go wide and he smirks, his hand reaching for you. “I could do anything, Hermosa…” He whispers down to you, his fingers brushing against yours. That small contact is all you need to pull you away from whatever hypnotizing force he’s using. 

You instinctively pull away and gasp quietly. “Stop,” your shaky voice deceives you as you try to push him away. But he leans in closer, his chest brushing against. Your heart pounds against his, and you can feel the heat radiating from his body as he whispers.

“Who cares if you know me?” Frank suggests in a seductive tone that makes you melt on the sidewalk in front of him. His breath on your lips? You’re a puddle, an angry one, but a puddle nonetheless. Who does he think you are? An easy lady who just sleeps with the first hot guy she sees?

There are so many different things going on inside your head right now. How badly you want him, how frustrated you are that your ex will not give you your things back. You’re not on the verge of tears anymore, you’re so angry. So incredibly filled with rage that you could spit on Frank. 

You shove him away from you gently but his hands find your wrists and grasp them tightly. Your eyes flick down to his hands on you like this and fear tingles down your spine. He’s strong, so much stronger than you, and if you wanted to fight him off��� you don’t think you’d be able to. 

“Stop…” You’re so angry but you’re acting so timid, so meek and mildly mannered, but if anyone else ever did this to you? You’d give them a nice strong knee to their balls. How dare he? 

You’re not doing anything to stop Frank, though.

With his hands still gripping your wrists, he leans in and whispers against your lips, “It feels like you want someone to put you in your place.” You’re vibrating from anticipation. “If you want me to put you where you belong, Hermosa, just say the word…” 

“Let me go…” You whisper, filled with trepidation but your eyes are watering with the need for something. You don't even know what it is, but everything about him is making you tremble in a way you haven't in so long. His eyes flash devilishly and something even darker somehow, something that sends a thrill down your spine.

“Let you go?” he echoes, his voice low and teasing. "Really?" You stare up at him, unable to respond to his question. Your pulse races, caught in a mess of desire and anger, desperate to break free from both his hold and the bullshit that had become your life. His grip tightens, but not in a way that feels threatening. More like he’s anchoring you; like he can sense your unease in the heartbeat in your wrists against his fingers. “Just say it again,” he urges, and then his voice drops an octave. “Use your words and I'll let you go." 

You’re brain stops working. “I-I…” You stammer, your breath hitching.

Frank chuckles softly, the sound reverberates in a low rumble through the chest you’re pressed against. “You what, Hermosa?” His eyes are so intense that they threaten to swallow you whole. "You want to have fun with me but you're depriving yourself?" 

“I—I… I can’t...” You shiver under his touch, and everything inside you is screaming to leave. 

“Why?” His voice is barely above a whisper and his grip never wavers. "I've never seen you around before... now two days in a row? Unlikely. You came this way on purpose... you wanted to see me again, didn't you?" 

That this is the worst idea you could ever have. He’s going to hurt you worse than your ex-boyfriend. He’ll break you into one million little pieces if you let him in.

Frank's breath smells like cinnamon gum and weed and you're so tempted to just let go of everything telling you to fight back. You want him to kiss you. "You come this way because you wanted to see me again?" He questions you again like he can visibly see your walls and self-control crumbling inside of you, because yes, you did want to see him again.  

“I don’t know what I want...” You whine softly and feel something stir deep inside of you. It’s a reckless urge to forget everything else—even the heartache still festering in your chest.

“I know what you want, Niñita. Let me help you.”

[shiftingtomydrs]

Honestly. I’m scared of getting judged. But I can’t stop wanting to like. Make two Dr’s where, I have my S/O in one, but in the other one; he’s a father figure. Nothing romantic, just parental. If that makes sense. Like. I have severe daddy issues, and I’ve seen shifttok talk about it being gross and dirty but idk. Sometimes I guess I’m comforted by like- those same s/o’s in a more paternal manner sometimes because of those like issues. Idka with shifttok bc, they honestly make me feel like I’m doing something wrong. When I’m just trying to figure this all out. Sometimes shifttok makes me feel disgusted while I’m trying to figure this all out

(I’m not saying I’m wanting to sleep with my own father. God that’s NOT what I’m saying. No, I’m not comfortable with my bio dad. I mean like fictional men, I mean them)

It's your dr so you can do whatever you want to, don't listen to what people say. If you want to (and from the message I'd say you do) just do it. I have drs I don't tell anyone about too, that I'd be a lot scared of getting judged if they were to ever be made public somehow. But on the other hand I've also talked about one of my drs that I thought I'd be getting judged and canceled for (my omegaverse dr) and it ended up going well. What I mean is don't let anyone bring you down, it's YOUR dr. What you want counts. Nothing else, nobody else.

If it helps, I'm in a rs with Harry Potter in my golden trio dr and with James potter in my marauders dr so it's kinda similar I guess? I mean I always script I don't remember anything from other drs for the same material (like multiple hp drs, multiple f1 drs) so it doesn't get confusing.

I really hope that helped, but if not or if you wanna talk more feel free to message me :)

[soulprompts]

I had a few quick thoughts in the middle of the night when i read your prompts and comments, so, i thought: ''Just made this roleplay blog a week ago and i'm too insecure to ask anyone for roleplay''

But here i am, reading to get some inspiration even if i don't roleplay right now or have mutuals because everything is foreign to me, thank you very much, at least i can daydream about silly scenarios :")

hi my friend! let me start by thanking you for sending this in, i'm so glad you like my prompts, and i'm very touched that you reached out! i also wanna say that you can absolutely skip the next two paragraphs, i'm waffling, i love waffling, i refuse to change this about myself!

now i wanna respond with a few little-known facts about myself. when i first joined tumblr, years and years ago, i made a natasha romanoff blog because i thought it'd be the best way to start up in the rpc. it took me a month, a MONTH, to so much as follow another soul on that blog. and it was a mess, like i didn't have a rules page, i didn't have a bio, i had very limited understanding of the rpc, i was just this teenager who was beyond pumped to write with people! then i realized my anxiety outweighed the excitement and i did nothing for a solid month.

then, after that month, i guess i just chose a rare moment of confidence to start following people, and they helped me massively, i still write with them to this day! but part of the reason that i wasn't hitting it off with a lot of people was because i really didn't feel comfortable writing natasha romanoff. like, it felt like an obligation. and i suppose i picked her to please people, and i'll always stand by this, it was the dumbest thing i ever did! so then i started writing my female OC, and i am still so lucky to have surrounded myself with friends who love and support her to this day, and because i was passionate about writing her story, i began to gain more mutuals! bc people can pick up on that, yk? they can always tell when you're really invested in something. i wrote five paragraphs about my OCs moisturiser (nivea) and honestly i'm very proud of it!

'blue, why are u talking about this?' excellent question! it's because in the month i was literally taking a vow of silence, i still scrolled through the dash. i wanted to understand the rpc in my own space! i read prompt lists, headcanons, ooc posts, threads, drabbles, metas, you name it. and while i was reading them, like you mentioned, it DID feel foreign!! and that's the BEST way to describe it! it's a whole new language, a whole new set of rules and norms and systems to understand! isn't it absolutely wild how we just expect people to figure it out over night?? madness! you're doing so so well just by being here and getting yourself familiar with this place! even if you spend the next year just reading prompts and thinking of scenarios, you're still doing a fantastic job!

tumblr can be a fantastic place, but it's still a brand new experience, and most of us have been here for so long that we understand the general gist of what's going on. we know the good, the bad and the ugly sides of everything. and what i always strive for in this particular blog is to have a space where people can ask for help and support one another, because let's be honest, if we can't do that, then why on earth are we calling ourselves a community? so if you have any questions, or if you want some help, please don't be scared to ask! i can already tell that you've got the perfect mindset for the rpc!

[guppygiggles]

I've noticed a lot of overlap between people who are into tickling and people who are into horror/gore/scary stuff. I just wanna say... I get it. I'm not gonna go into it, but I get it. 💙 This is not a judgement on you, if you're into that stuff.

I just want to say, if you post that kind of thing and you follow me, I am not going to follow you back. I am exquisitely sensitive to horror; I don't even like characters with claws, except for a couple of exceptions, and they know who they are.

I don't mind being sent requests to draw characters... I can't promise I will do them, especially since I have art block right now, but I don't mind it. That said, please do not send me any characters to draw that are horror themed or associated with horror-related media.

I feel like this is a good time to mention this, too:

I'm not going to tell someone else how to run their blog, but... If you have a tickling blog that does not suggest anywhere in your bio that you post scary stuff/gore, so I follow you... and then you decide to post something like that one day, and it's not tagged, or under a cut... I'm going to unfollow you, and I might also block you -- depending on how severe it was -- so I don't have to experience that again.

I won't act like I don't post upsetting stuff on this blog, sometimes... but I tag it and put it under a cut, because I know there are others like me, who have a low tolerance for stuff like that. I don't want to be the reason for someone else's distress, if I can help it.

I have cPTSD, and sometimes, scary stuff really scares me. I am an adult, I do not expect the world to cater to me, but I will do what I must to protect myself.

Thank you for understanding. 💙

[dallyhall]

Hi!!!! Okay, so, a lot of things have happened during my absence. One of these things explains why my posts were so gosh-diddly-darn inconsistent; I don't feel all too comfy talking about that one, however, as the situation has been resolved :3

Aaaanyyyyways! I'm back! For good this time. It WILL take time for me to post consistently again, as I'm still recovering from a lot of online anxiety and misplaced guilt that had built up during the former situation, but I will never allow myself to get scared off of this app because of anything similar to it ever again.

More updates below the cut!

So, for the mildest, put probably the most wordy update here, I've known this for a while but I am infact under the alterhuman umbrella (nonhuman umbrella? Tbh I think I feel more uncomfortable with nonhuman, but either is fine)! I'm currently working on a sideblog for a bunch of nonhuman posts. Anyone who wouldn't go against my boundaries, can pay me a visit there if you wanna!!! :3 I'll also say things relavant to being nonhuman on this blog too, I just won't tag it because of the main premise of this one being the silly t-word

that I all of a sudden don't want to type out wow imagine that jdhfjssxjd

MOVING ON!!!! Next update! My bio, and my carrd + rentry that I'm planning to add to a pinned post will most likely be changing a lot over the course of the next few weeks; I'm still trying to figure out how to word certain things and how to present myself in a way that's comfortable to me. I've been changing myself for others so much that I've lost grasp of who I really want to be, but I want to heal from that. Irl, I may be surrounded by people who want me to change myself to be more palatable to them, and that influence has seeped into my online experience, but I'm not going to let that happen anymore.

So, for my third update, (and my final warning/j): I'm going to be unapologetically me from here on out, and I'm gonna have fucking fun with it.

[barely-coherent]

Asexual GN Reader coming out to Karasuno

Surprise I'm also asexual even though it's literally in my bio so it's not really a surprise. It was also my birthday 2 weeks ago, lol.

Daichi

• Oh me, oh my, this man

• You're like watching a movie

• And he leans down for a kiss

• Obviously you kiss back

• He pushes you onto your back and remember he doesn't know

• You gently push his chest away

• "Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

• "No! No, it's just me. Uh… Promise you won't get mad?"

• "Promise."

• You took in a slightly shaky breath and just went "I'm actually asexual…"

• He was quiet for a few seconds

• Was he still processing? Was he mad? Was he gonna break up with you? Was-

• "That's it?"

• What

• "I'm sorry?"

• "Sorry, I'll rephrase. Why did you look so scared to tell me?"

• You were shocked for some reason

• "You're not disappointed?"

• "Why would I be? I can take care of myself."

• You immediately felt embarrassed

• Daichi has supported you through everything, why wouldn't he with this?

Suga

• He has gaydar but for every sexuality

• So he's just staring at you

• "Stop, it's getting weird."

• "Sorry, I just can't get a read on you."

• "What?"

• "I'm getting asexual but there's something else there."

• You clench your fists at that

• "Maybe it's because I didn't want to be outed!"

• "Alright, I'll drop it, sorry."

• Good job Suga

• Real smooth of you

Asahi

• You were sleeping over at Asahi's house not for the first time

• But you just really wanted to be close to him so as soon as he got into bed you climbed on top of him just to cuddle

• But he immediately got red in the face

• "Uh, right now? I mean- It's just- Um, this- Aren't you tired?"

• You were confused until it hit you

• "Asahi, I don't want to have sex with you!"

• He let out a sad little "Oh…"

• "That's not- It's not just you, I don't wanna have sex with anybody."

• "Oh… OH, okay sorry."

• He started apologizing

• "Asahi, shut up."

• He immediately closed his mouth

Noya

• Almost a permanent resident of horny jail

• You know, I know, we all know

• He's not ashamed

• He said "So what if I like getting my dick wet?"

• It's true, I was there

• ANYWAY

• You're staying over for the first time and nervous as all hell

• What if he's expecting something? What if he's upset? What if he's disappointed? What if-

• "Are you alright? You've been in there for 15 minutes and I'd rather you not pace a hole through my bathroom floor."

• You open the door and walk past him, trying to hide your nerves

• Key word, trying

• He grabs your wrist

• "Are you alright?"

• Fuck

• "Yep, all good!" And you speed walk into his room and crawl under the covers

• He joins you and turns off the light

• There are about three feet between you and you lie ramrod straight, not daring to move.

• "I can feel your anxiety from over here, also why are you so far away?"

• You fumble for an answer before you stuff your face into your pillow

• "'m askshal…" You mumble

• "Did you just speak in tongues? I couldn't hear you."

• You say it a little louder into the pillow

• "Babe, I can't understand-"

• "I'M ASEXUAL"

• "Okay? And?"

• "You know you're practically a permanent resident of horny jail, right?"

• "Obviously."

• "As someone who literally cannot go to horny jail, there might be a little bit of a problem."

• He laughs a little which makes you angry, totally reasonable

• Then "Babe, I would suffer erectile dysfunction until the end of time if it would make you more comfortable."

• You physically cringe, just your entire body just cringes

• "Please never say that again."

• "Well it's true and a total mood killer so it works out for the both of us, now c'mere."

Tanaka

• Not as bad as Noya

• He's more discreet at least

• But it's still pretty obvious

• You kept getting nervous that once he finds out, he'll leave you for Kiyoko

• So you didn't tell him

• For YEARS you kept this secret

• He never initiated anything so you were like "It's fine, he doesn't even want to."

• But you were still like "Maybe he doesn't want me."

• You really went Antihero by Taylor Swift

• So one day you're like "Tanaka, can we talk?"

• And hes like "Sure, what's up?"

• While on the inside he's freaking out "OH MY GOD THEY'RE GONNA BREAK UP WITH ME FUCK, WHAT DID I DO WRONG"

• And then you ask why he hasn't initiated anything, asking if he finds you undesirable

• And he's confused like ???

• He explains he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable if you're not ready

• And you melt

• Broski was fr waiting for you

• And then it hits you

• You would never be ready

• You start freaking out

• "Hey, hey, are you alright?"

• He asks and you can't look him in the eyes

• "What if… What if I'm never ready?"

• "What do you mean?"

• "I, uh- I'm asexual… Actually."

• "And? That's fine! I'm a big boy, I got this. We have a bathroom."

Kageyama

• Sweet, sweet boy

• He doesn't care

• At least he doesn't show it if he does

• Just goes "Okay"

• And then a couple weeks later he comes up to you "What does that mean? Hinata just laughed at me."

• You stifle a giggle before explaining to him

• Don't mind me projecting real quick

• "Oh! There's a word for that? I am too."

• So y'all are two ace people in love

• We love to see it

Hinata

• I feel like he kinda knows

• Like he's preeeety sure but he's not certain

• So one day he straight up asks you

• He pulls you away from a group so to not out you when you weren't ready

• "So are you asexual?"

• You're pretty taken aback

• "Uh… Why do you want to know?"

• He just cocks his head in confusion

• "I'm just making sure, don't want to assume anything!"

• So you tell him and he smiles

• "Alright! Thanks for trusting me with this information too!"

• Which is the only acceptable way to react when someone comes out to you

Tsukishima

• Mans literally does not care

• If anyone brought up sex he'd probably just say "Gross" and move on

• But you figure he should probably know anyway

• So you're sitting next to him, probably watching a movie or something

• That classic trope of sex scene comes on with your partner

• "Are they even trying? It looks faker than it is!"

• Poor Kei is sick and tired of bad sex in movies

• Akiteru came down the stairs but then saw the TV

• He knew it was a movie but knew the trope of movie sex leads to real sex so he just went back upstairs

• Kei notices you're unusually quiet and is like "Hello? Earth to s/o?"

• Obviously you're paying attention

• Probably too much attention

• He realizes your nervous and that has him worried

• What has you so nervous all of a sudden?

• "Are you all good? You're really tense."

• "Uh, well... I'm asexual"

• "Okay? And? It's literally fake."

• "TSUKISHIMA KEI"

• "Not asexuality, the movie! God, I'm an asshole, not cruel."

• You eventually skip the movie and Kei checks his phone just to see a text that says "Use protection ;)" from Akiteru

• "You're fucking disgusting!" He calls upstairs and laughter immediately comes from Akiterus room

Yamaguchi

• Baby boy. Baby

• He's so nervous

• You know if you do the "can we talk?" He's gonna have a panic attack

• So instead before you walk home together you're like "I need to tell you a thing" to make sure he doesn't think it's anything bad

• He just looks at you for you to continue, smiling

• "Okay, so... I'm part of the LGBTQ community"

• You figured you should start with that

• His smile doesn't falter so he nods

• "Okay! Do you have a specific label? Or would you rather not tell me?"

• "Yes! I'm asexual, so... yeah."

• That's when his smile falls

• Oh God

• Oh no

• "Which one is that again?"

• Oh

• "It's the one where I don't want sex."

• "Oh, cool. I'm glad you told me."

[cartoon-buffoon]

BIO/INFO LIST!

Here's some stuff about me Cartoon Buffoon aswell as other things if you wanna know before following or anything.

Who am I?

Hello! I'm Cartoon Buffoon and I write stuff, draw and watch cartoons, there's a chance you've could've of read one of my works if you read one shots on AO3 that feature Oswald The Lucky Rabbit since I have a tendency to write content relating to the rabbit yet I do delve in other fandoms. I love old animation from the 1920s-60s yet I also do indulge in more modern stuff as well, I'm a buffoon for cartoons as my name implies.

Identity

Things I'm into/fandoms I'm in.

I'm AroAce and the type who's attraction is reserved for fictional characters so you'll often see me simping for them. My gender is uhh... Complicated? I don't know what I am although I currently identify as gender fluid although I do refer to myself as trans as well🏳️‍⚧️. Pronouns are He/She/They/anything else really! Toon is usually the nickname I'm most comfortable with online yet you may also call me Toon Buffoon or TB for short.

My interests lie in old cartoons however I do dabble in other stuff, my interest and hyperfixations go in the following order:

—In The Dark comics/Skitzo the 1920s killer bear

—Oswald the lucky rabbit

—Felix the cat

—Fleischer's cartoons

—Rubberhose animation in general

—the furry fandom

—Trevor Henderson's creations

—FNAF

—FNF/Newgrounds and it's culture in general

—Sonic The Hedgehog

—Sonic.exe/creepypastas in general

and some other stuff although I can't really think of more currently yet those are my TOP interests

Hobbies

Although I'm horrible at all these things I do enjoy the following activities

—Writing fanfiction

—Drawing

—collecting plushies

—over analyzing media

DNI LIST

Gonna make a DNI list because I don't wanna interact with weirdos. Pretty basic list as well, if you're a weirdo like a:

—pr*shippers

—Z**philes, p*dophile

Final notes:

Please leave me alone. I also do not tolerate hate speech or bigotry so if you have any racist, homophobic, or antisemitic beliefs please do not interact.

First and foremost I'm neurodivergent and have a whole list of mental issues including crippling anxiety so if you see me blindly liking your posts that's just me really liking your art and being too scared to interact in any other way. Be a tad bit patient with me if you at any point try and message me as well... I take a bit to get the courage to respond. I should also note I'm a multishipper and a giant simp for fictional cartoon characters (self-shipper to put it bluntly). Anything that's black and white and has that rubberhose aesthetic is probably a character I'm attracted too although I won't really talk about that much. There's other characters of course yet more often than not you'll see me liking toons. Expect really anything from this account as I just do whatever when I'm bored, idk I don't got a life. More often than not though I'll be focusing on creating content for my favorite characters weather it's my using my bad art skills to draw or writing fanfiction about them.

To sum myself up: I'm mainly a lover of the obscure or forgotten while trying to create works or content to bring attention to my favorite things while also just trying to keep myself together physically and mentally. If you ever wanna reach out, message, or ask something of me for whatever reason: go ahead? No promises I'll respond as I may just break down at the thought of responding but as long as you aren't weird about anything I'll reply with the kindness and respect people deserve. We're all strangers online as such I try to be polite as a common courtesy and I can only hope you do the same.

[hyaciiintho]

GETTING TO KNOW YOU.

respond to the following prompts out of character. then, tag others that you'd like to get to know a little bit better!

ROLEPLAYER NAME: Adriel

ROLEPLAYER PRONOUNS: He/Them

MUSE NAME: I have too many to list off, everyone's on my Carrd c':

PREFERRED COMMUNICATION: Tumblr works just fine for me ♡ I tend to feel overwhelmed when I have a bajillion Discord notifications so I honestly fall off from it after a while before I gather the spoons enough to go back and respond to people proper. On tumblr, at least it feels like I'm sitting down at the office and getting ready to work on stuff, and therefore, the ton of messages just feels natural to have waiting for me here pfft~

EXPERIENCE: I've been writing on tumblr since 2014! Prior to that, I was roleplaying on Facebook since... 2011 ?? And prior to that, it was MSN, text message, and notebook roleplays between my friends and I throughout high school!

PREFERRED ROLEPLAY TYPE: I enjoy the slice of life sorta roleplays. The things we don't usually get to see in a character's life because we're too busy following the main plot. Of course, I also do ADORE me a good mystery/deep plot to follow! Honestly, just give me a balance of interactions for our characters, and I'll be heaven ♡

PET PEEVES & DEALBREAKERS:

When people don't read my muse's info and push on to assume things via their own interpretations or strictly canon interpretations. I had someone praise how much they adored my Hero of Time characterization and wanted to write with me so badly-- really hyped me up, y'know? So I happily obliged because I also really liked their take on their character after I read up on their stuff, and I was incredibly flattered by how much they liked my muse! They immediately showed me how they read not a single thing about my muse through the first response c': I soft blocked real quick and moved on. Another one had even assumed my muse was a child because my blog's title was "Child of Farore", despite his bio clearly reading 20 years of age LOL

People who constantly post OOC about how "no one likes them" or "no one wants to write with them". Look... I get it... it can feel isolating sometimes... but perhaps the reason people are avoiding you is because you keep bringing the mood down? Listen, I'm not specifically talking about the feeling of feeling down and alone every now and then. I'm talking about the specific types of people who weaponize this feeling. Because they're the types that, even when you shower them with activity and interactions, they still will post these things the moment you start lagging behind on replies. Or! If you show interest in another blog and have a lull in activity with them. They'll immediately post about how people are abandoning them. It's so... no thank you. It's okay to post here and there about a lack of activity, but don't blame other people or demonizing them for it. Interactions go both ways, and honestly, if it's such a trend that people tend to avoid you? Maybe the problem... is you? Speaking of insane activity standards, that brings me to my last one:

People who hold your activity hostage as a measure of your worth as a roleplayer. Even if they don't actively say it, these are the people who immediately unfollow you the moment you're inactive for like... a week? A month at most, and they'll constantly message you with "I replied btw" or "Hey how have you been? Did you see my reply?" and my favorite "-insert link to their reply here- In case you didn't see it" and then nothing else. Not a "Hope you're doing okay!" or "Hope you're having a nice day!". It's a huge turn off and absolutely decimates my will to respond. We're here to have fun, not to feel like it's a 9-5 job. I just wanna be silly with my characters and shove them at others to see what'll happen, not feel anxious and scared over whether or not someone is happy with my response speed and activity.

PLOTS OR MEMES: I adore coming up with a general plot to work around! Memes are still fun and handy to have when you don't know what sort of plot would work, or when you don't have an idea at the moment. But still... ask any of my writing partners, the moment the question of plots come up, I am sometimes spitting out entire chronicles complete with plot twists, climax points, and bumps along the road. It's just super fun c':

LONG REPLIES OR SHORT REPLIES: This is very much dependent on my motivation and energy... sometimes I can hit you with 10+ paragraphs... and sometimes I can barely type 2 sentences :'D I would prefer to do long replies, but sometimes... sometimes... I just wanna throw a few words out and call it a job well done LOL

BEST TIME TO WRITE: The only time I really have to write, is late at night after work, and by then? My brain is so tired and I am so drained that I struggle to do much of anything that requires thinking. I think I used to be super active sometime around midday? Back in the day, at least. Now, I'm still searching for that peak hour when my brain wants to pour out words. Mornings seem appealing... I miss early mornings c':

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSES: There are aspects of me in every single one of my muses, but we're not exactly a 1:1 to each other, y'know? There are things some muses do that make me want to punch a wall LOL and others that I would only dream to be capable of doing so easily. So... yes and no...? c':

Tagged by: @tenebriism (once upon a time ago-- THANK YOU) Tagging: Anyone who would like to do it, just say I tagged ya~

[spambamster]

Spambamster's Bio

Hello!! My name is Brandon!

I am a mostly traditional artist and literate roleplayer!!

I'm new to this app so I'm looking for some people to befriend! However, note that I am only looking to befriend people who are in the age range of 15-20. I don't wanna befriend really young people nor..do I think I'm ready to befriend full on adults. However, you are allowed to interact if you want

Roleplay---

For roleplay information, I require at least a paragraph for my responses, preferably in third person. As for my genres, I am mostly prone to adventure, action, combat, angst, ect. I think I'm fine with just about any genre. The only one I am a bit iffy about is romance, specifically entirely romance centered one, it depends what kind of roleplay we're doing for me to consider it. Mostly because I usually like active roleplays rather than slow burn ones, tho I am not opposed to them completely!

As for characters and plot, I mostly play cannon character from fandoms, and usually have fandom based plots. I don't have a bunch of ocs like other roleplayers, tho I am not opposed to simply making an OC on a whim and also doing original plots an such!

Basic about me--

-19

-male he/him

-i work, so replies can be delayed for said reason

-American

-i try to keep things positive and make this as safe of a space as I can, I can and will be mindful of your triggers if you have any!

-i have BAAD motivational issues and depression, so if responses are delayed, that could be a reason. Please be patient!

Art info--

Been a big traditional artist who's been drawing in sketchbooks for years, however I recently got a drawing ipad and have been practicing with procreate!

Things I draw are mostly fandom related or just anything that related to my interests. Mostly character based pieces, but I am open to drawing new things.

Here's my insta, I kind of want it to be my art gallery. Either check this out, or you can find my art under the tag #spambamster's art

(I think this link works, please tell me if not)

Fandom list--

Communities/Things i really enjoy!!(in no specific order also there might be some I left out)

-undertale/delta rune(mostly classic)

-fnaf

-nintendo in general almost

-mario series

-sonic series

-legend of zelda series

-danganronpa

-pizza tower

-steven universe

-splatoon

-DDLC

-dont hug me im scared

-inscryption

-youtube media commentators(sabersparks, LSMark, ect

-youtube let's play comedy(gamegrumps, oneyplays, ect)

-smg4

-murder drones

-lackadaisy

-monkey wrench

-furries

-helluva boss and hazbin hotel

-digital circus

-invincinble

-the boys

Anyways that's about it! Feel free to DM me or shoot me an ask whenever you'd like!

[tonberry-yoda]

I dont know if its just me but i hate seeing people age minors up to write nsfw stuff about them. Like if u do this your weird and stay away 🔥🔥🔥 —-🐉 anon… (again😭💔)

YES

(this became a long rant, so you can read that under the cut)

For me, I HATE when it's the MHA fandom. When it is the students, it is very uncomfortable for me to see that kinda stuff ESPECIALLY when the account is like a 26 year old or something, it's hella uncomfy

For JJK, one of my first requests was to age up Megumi to have him be a father and reluctantly, I did it. I would probably never do it again honestly because again, he's like my little dude. Like when I see people writing for Yuji I'm like WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! We have nanami and gojo and you chose the 15 year old?!?!?!

Now for the kinda other side here. When it comes to Jojo, we all love Jotaro, but he ages up in the show, so you can talk about 17-40 year old jotaro, so that's when it's okay. You can do that with any character in jojo because of the timeline and we actually see them age

so in that case... can't we just do that with other stuff?

now here's the answer

no. we cant

you are showing that you are attracted to the really young version and wanting to age them up. Seeing a 26 year old with a bio that says "in love with bakugo" please stop omfg

NOW HEAR ME OUT

Spiderpunk (aka Hobie Brown) from Across the Spiderverse hasn't had a confirmed age, but goddamn is he fine af. But in that case, what do people do? I have seen people say his age is up for interpretation and that he can't be like 15 because look at him???? So in this case, sometimes that can be okay if that makes sense

And again, I love Haikyuu and it actually reveals what they do in the future, so I think it's alright to age them up

I think for me it's fandom based. If you want to give me some examples that you wanna call out, please let me know because I would love to chat about this more

Also, another thing I'm not super into is x child!reader. I used to get those requests A LOT and my account was for romance based fics mostly. A lot of the requests I were getting were 13 or younger children asking to be platonically with characters from MHA, which wasn't a huge problem, I just would rather not write it. But when it really got me was when someone asked for a child!reader with characters from HAZBIN HOTEL AND HELLUVA BOSS?!?! Literally no. That is not for children. I dont care if they have access to it, they should not be in my inbox asking for that. I stopped writing for the fandom completely and a lot of those people left. But x child!reader should be for them if they're on this app. I don't like writing it at all and only did it for a short period because I felt like I had to. I was too scared to change my rules at the time until I finally did and then people actually respected them. But it was weird to hear kids wanting to "be with Aizawa" as a more dad character, but that's just for me

Sorry for turning this a whole other direction, but those are some other things that I just wanted to add since we were in this convo

Thanks for sending this as always and feel free to share more of what you think on the topic because you have honestly given me the courage I need to say no to a lot of things more lol