#Behind The Screen (Mun/me)

[ask-the-friendly-ink-demon]

1K FOLLOWERS

“MOM, DAD, LOOK! WE’RE FAMOUS!!!!!!!!” --- ohhhh my god- oh my god. this- i was not expecting this. loRD- im- im shocked, but. none the less. happy, happy that this blog has made it this far, proud that even to this day some people still like the content and stuff i have, even if it’s now either heavily outdated, or doesn’t fit within the lore persay, or in this case i lowkey cringe at now due to my writing style JKGDFKHKFHKDFHK but still, 1k and 94 followers... hollly shit... i wanted to do something special, like- make an message or something but. Christ im just. too excited i just went and did this, im glad that this blog has managed to stay up to date, glad that people still find stuff on here funny or good or decent, and im glad overall that i still have friends here that remain, i am sorry everyone for not being as active as i’d like to be, i wANT to be more active, really. i do. it’s just been... yeah, a bit hard at the moment. but lord... i’ve been here... probably since the start of the game itself in essence... and just over-time. the blog has grown into SO much more. im proud of what was gained, and what was had, the people i met along the way, people that i still keep in touch with, they helped me so much with ideas, lore, advice, and mentally helped me overall become a better and more mature person than how i was in 2017 and onwards. im proud to have made it this far, 6 whole years ever since this whole blog began, and it’s anniversary is coming in two months, 5 and a half years or so since this blog and AU started, and in just two months, it’s gonna be 6 years old... a lot has changed, a lot HAS been changing, me making the story and AU feel more grounded in some manner to the actual games but still having some elements of the original AU’s script intact. originally this blog was just meant as a simple modern retelling of bendy and the ink machine. told through asks, and ofc, after the events of ink machine AND i guess dark revival at this point, and you’ve all, watched me, and these characters i’ve used, to grown and mature and evolved over time. becoming more than what they were. becoming basically special. i hold them all dearly ro my heart, i loved using these guys, and i love the interactions they have, including Prowler’s. he’s made so many friends on here. so many relationships, and yet. only a few remained. the only ones he found again, were my boys @ask-modern-demon @ask-soul-bendy @ask-the-demon-of-joey-studios and @onexeyedxtwin​ ‘s own bendys but even then. i still remember the memories and interactions that they all had overall. but.. thank you all. thank every single one of you, this blog has grown so much, and i hope that over-time. it will continue to grow as i improve the AU a lot more, to make it truly a lot more better than it really is, with that being said. in order for me to truly make some of these stories in the blog matter i have but one simple announcement. throughout this time frame. i have only truly ever completed was FOUR arcs, the first was the halloween crossover arc, the second was the recovery arc, back when i had prowler with the purple eye. and the third arc that was the more recent ones, was the Faded arc, despite how shortlived it was. and of course. most recently in last late last year or so. maybe in late 2021 or something. Prowler’s Revenge Arc, the rest of the arcs after? either never went anywhere, or were eventually scrapped and discontinued. that being said, i am going to be remaking an very old arc on here. to have it fit in MORE with the new lore and a hint of things to come in the memory loss arc and the finale of the lanky saga overall. i am going to be merging both the halloween crossover, AND the recovery arc, into one story that i’ll be making over-time, ofc it’ll probably be published after i finally finish the new and improved main story AND the one people have probably been asking for in secret. my take on Dark revival in this AU. it is coming, and the reboot to the OG story will be a thousand times more better than how it was originally. but yeah, i am going to be rebooting and merging two of those old completed arcs, into an story of sorts cause i do NOT want to scroll all the way down to the halloween posts and remake them all, because one it would take forever, and two. i simply genuinely don’t know how else to make it better so. the old halloween arc will simply just be an standard halloween thing with prowler being over-reactive, the REAL story to that arc, will be posted sometime whenever i have a grasp of what to do, obviously im not keeping in the crossover, that just ain’t right. hence why im merging in both the recovery and halloween arc into one story. i dunno when each ‘chapter’ will be posted but i guess expect it as things yet to come before we finally put an end to the lanky saga, and have things go back to a bit more normal and happy go lucky around blog, i love the comedy, i love the interactions, and the asks that makes my characters just question their own reality JGDFKHFKHKFH, and i miss that, i felt like i made this blog WAY too serious real fast. but yeah. that’s all, thank you all. for being here with me, from start to present, it’s been nearly 6 years since this blog began, and we have finally done it, finally made it to 1k, and im just... happy, so... again. thank you all. i mean it.

stay safe out there people. this is toon, your friendly tired artist and writer, and friend, here’s to hoping the rest of 2023 won’t be me becoming an cryptid again LOL... but yeah. thank you one and all, i mean it. even to my friends. you all helped me grow as a person, and so... with that... one last time before i finish this post... thank you. every single one of you... that is all! hope you all are excited, i know i am.

[corruptedbunny-multimuse]

((*slides in* Rokusho calling Professor Hushi 'dad' by accident and promptly hiding all day bc Embarrassment™ *slides out*))

[snowinabottlearchived]

when will people finally normalize talking , communicating and not treating each other like strangers on the internet you can just dispose like an old garbage bag . .

[caramel-maveeato]

ᴀ ᴍɪᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ'ꜱ ᴅᴏꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴀꜰꜰᴇɪɴᴇ ♡˚₊。。。

❧❤ SYNOPSIS: pre-exam stress… (same) ♡ Pairings/Love interest: So Mun x GN!reader ♡ Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort ♡ TW: implications of stress, overworking, anxiety, slight cursing, crying. ♡ word count: 1.3k

Note: All characters originated from “The Uncanny Counter/Amazing Rumor” except for Y/n.

English is not my first language!!! Sorry in advance if I make any grammar and vocabulary mistakes.

Another all-nighter. 

Papers and half-finished cups of coffee cluttered on your desk, too-brightened laptop's screen amplified the urge you have to collapse. 

Studying was never your weakness. Most of the time, you were always able to ace any tests or quizzes perfectly with the proper amount of effort. But recently, all things appeared to be pointing a spear at you and whatever tasks failed miserably when they reached your hands. Everything merely fueled the raw chaos of strain and frustration you put yourself through. 

“What the fuck is this supposed to mean?”

Neatly printed words wobbled into a mess when your gaze scanned through them, suddenly the language you’ve known by heart sounded like some incomprehensible nonsense, entering this ear and leaving through the other ear. At this point, you didn’t even remember what your last name was; the only thing that repeated itself in your head was how disastrously you were going to fuck this upcoming exam up. 

Pathetic.

You glanced at the clock, your vision blurry at the number it showcased. It wasn’t the weariness that clouded your eyesight, but a layer of fog had ragingly obscured it. 

This isn’t the time to cry, all of these stupid crammings have already dragged you through hell and back. But under the influence of pent-up stress and exhaustion, aggravation kept gushing out from your tired eyes like downpours no matter how hard you fought it back.

No game was played, yet you still felt like a loser, sobbing helplessly at your desk in the dead of night.  

Caught in the whirling tempest of your vulnerabilities, your guards dismantled completely, rendering the abrupt sound of your door open powerless to distract you.

“Love…”

Like a soothing note of a melody or a lifeline thrown into the abyss, you instantly recognized this voice among the piteous snuffles you were unloosing. And the next thing you knew, the owner of that voice had slightly spun your chair around so that you both directly met.

“Mun.” The face of your beloved muddled through your tears, so as a reflex, you forcefully wiped them away to see him clearer: “Sorry, I didn’t mean to act like this… it’s just…”

“Shh, it’s alright, why are you apologizing?” So Mun crouched down in front of you, one hand on your thigh and the other brushed against your tear-stained cheek. His touch approached you like an anchor in the void, solacing the burning trails your tears left behind.

You didn’t know why you apologized either, but it felt like the only right thing to say at the moment. Not wanting to push your already-overwhelmed mind, So Mun ignored a worried sigh he unconsciously let out and enveloped your hand in his, carefully unfolding your anxious grip: “Why didn’t you call me if you’re tired?”

Apart from his extraordinary counter abilities, So Mun must’ve possessed some kind of sixth sense because how on earth did he catch you like this in the middle of the night? But apart from the bitter taste of guilt and shame you drown yourself in, there was no other reason you should be complaining about his presence: “It’s already 2 a.m., and I don’t want to be a burden.”

“Love… what are you talking about?” So Mun’s heart shattered just from the sound of your broken sniffles. His loving gaze carried the weight of shared despair, defining a wordless language that spoke volumes: “You’re never a burden to me. If anything, I should be feeling like a burden for not being able to help you.” 

You shook your head. Half-dried tears once again woke up at their agitation, drenching the tip of your boyfriend’s fingers upon hearing he blamed himself for your breakdown: “No, don’t say that… How are you supposed to—”

“Alright, alright, my bad. I shouldn’t have said that.” So Mun cupped your face, whispering through a reassuring kiss he planted on your lips: “Neither of us is a burden, we’ve got each other, yeah?”

Prompting a reluctant nod from you, his calloused fingertips lovingly consoled the dull, duskened crescents beneath your tired eyes. There wasn’t much he could do, yet he didn’t want to stop trying either: “If so, is there anything I can do for you, sweetheart?”

Silence fell for a split second before you carefully extended your arms, and So Mun spared no time in granting your wish. 

The outer world proceeded at a furious pace. Yet, as soon as you sank into the inviting comfort of his embrace, everything seemed to cease. 

“There we go.” His protective embrace wove a shield that concealed you from exterior chaos, the barrier of defense you constructed for days disintegrated and you surrendered all of the remaining tension, finally handing over the bottled-up exhaustion as you sobbed into his chest: “It’s all good now, baby. I’ve got you.”

Encountered by the familiar strokes on your back, you couldn’t help but press yourself further into the tranquility you’d been missing ever since the weight of responsibilities overgrew, instinctively muttering his name like a prayer song: “So Mun-ah…”

“Yes, I’m here, your So Mun is here.” Every caress of his mended the torn edges of your frayed emotions. You reflexively snuggled up to him while your boyfriend kept kissing your ear and whispering words of comfort, knowing how badly you needed to hear them: “It’s going to be fine, you know you’re doing so great, right? I’m proud of you, baby, so so proud.”

The hug was only broken when you slowly drew away first, otherwise he would’ve had no issue holding you forever. A stain of your tears stood visible on his shirt, bedewing the fabric while simultaneously sprinkling your cheeks with embarrassment: “Sorry, I ruined your shirt.” 

“You’re so silly, stop apologizing.” So Mun pinched your cheek playfully before laying another kiss on your forehead: “Let’s go to sleep, shall we?” 

You know damn well that, aside from the comfort of your boyfriend, sleep is the second most essential thing you need right now. However, work came first; you couldn’t risk blowing this final test which determined whether or not you'd pass the class. The sound of your voice appeared barely louder than a worn-out whistle of the wind, physically and emotionally aching from tremendous overwork: “I can’t. I’m not done studying yet.”

A pout settled on So Mun’s face as worry draped itself over the warm color of his irises. Seeing stress etched lines of anxiety on your face was never a sight of his favor, but he couldn’t bring himself to persuade you to quit since you’ve made it clear how important this exam was to you. Plus, he was endlessly proud of how hard you were working, and he was sure that this profound effort would wonderfully pay off.  

So, with a sigh, your boyfriend patted your head gently: “Just a little bit more, okay? I’ll stay with you.”

You nodded against your boyfriend's hand, grinning. The brilliance of your smile never waned, sending tiny swings into his chest like chaotic ripples on the surface of a pond. And so he gave in to what his heart told him, cradling your face in between his palms once more and peppering delicate kisses all over you. 

Shared touches of laughter penetrated through the eerie shadows of nightfall, and suddenly midnight itself no longer felt cold. 

Finishing the last kiss on your lips, So Mun carefully spun your chair back to the desk, grabbing one of your half-drunk cups that caught his attention: “Coffee at night is a no, but I guess today is an exception for you. I’ll go refill this and be back.”

[Tag List]✿⌦ @slytherinshua (feel free to notify me if you want to be on the tag list)

Dedicated to every So Mun simp out there but explicitly to students because finals are coming and i (we) am dying. WE GOT THIS PEOPLE💪😭!! (also this is like a sorry gift for the angsty fic i know it wasn't that angsty but)

[backstabbing-spook]

◎Spook◎

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Who am I? Simply put, I am The Spy. I am not a part of the silly BLU clones, or any other Spy that seems to wander about this...Place. I am The Spy. I will speak normally, considering I was here first.

Miss Pauling suggested we create this correspondence to 'socialize' more. I am not sure why we are the targets of her miscreant beliefs, but here we are. Do as you will.

[Mun will always type in these brackets and in red lettering.]

[This is my portrayal of the RED Spy. I will go from serious to silly.]

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My Team: RED that is. We have openings for all the Teams.

Heavy: @heavy-is-tired

Demoman: @red-demo-tf2

Engineer: @engiehere

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Scout: @bonkbonkbonkboinkbonk

The Scoutlings: @bonkbonkbonkboinkbonk @blu-scout-the-cooler-scout @fastandfruity @the-green-scout @black-scout @orange-scout-tf2 @ylw-scout-tf2 @reds-bastard-punk and of course @thenumberonerascal @asktheasianscouttf2 @zombiescout-lmao @pnk-motha-fuckin-blur @green-scout-tf2 @purple-scout-tf2 @murple-scurt @white-team-scout @reds-wildcard-kid

Soldier: @eagle-head-charge

Pyro: @lord-of-pyroland

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Sniper: @the-red-sniper

Spy: @medic-and-spy

Medic: @medic-on-red

Archimedes: @arcamedestf2

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Trapper: @meet-the-trapper-tf2

Miss Pauling: @pauling-in-red

The Therapist: @wastelandtherapist

The Collector: @collector-sniffs-you

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Blu Team: Idiots we fight on the daily.

Heavy: @blusiberian

Engineer:@aint-on-autopilot

Demoman:

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Scout: @blu-scout-the-cooler-scout and @freakinblurr is a close associate as well.

Soldier: @blu-solly-in-da-lobby

Pyro: @blus-fire-starter

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Sniper:

Spy: @sapphire-dagger

Medic: @the-blu-medic

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Green Team: Freaks.

Heavy:

Engineer: @richard-on-green

Demoman:

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Scout: @the-green-scout

Soldier:

Pyro:

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Sniper:

Spy:

Medic: @doktor-green

[Mun and more info below!]

Hi! You can call me Dankovsky! Or simply D.

I am autistic. I may not get a lot of the jokes sent in, or if you use a certain tone.

Please use he/him with me. My gender is something male.

I am over 20 and this is my first time running an ask blog.

I prefer my audience to be 18+, but minors are allowed.

Though, past this point is an adult area so curate your own experience?

Let's set some things things straight. If you support Trump, if you are a pro/comshipper, if you're a Nazi, or use the R slur, you are not welcome here!

Lewd comments whether they are Anon or not, and overly sexual situations are not welcome here!

I block liberally, especially if you give odd vibes.

As said above, I am over 20. Considering I am over 18, NSFW topics-that are not overly sexual-swearing, flirting in character and topics that are considered adult are perfectly fine!

Which is why I am telling the crowd that is under 18, to PLEASE be wary and curate your own experience!

Please remember there is a real person behind the screen, with real feelings. Just be nice, alright?

[aeongstarss]

a cherry petal / somun x fem!reader

a/n: hi again! this is my second fic I've written! this one is more of a one shot. I hope you all enjoy! comments and requests are open!

warnings: none

genre/type: fluff, y/n, fast pace, unexpected first date

wc: 1k

title track: no problem - dvwn

You wake up from your deep sleep and look out the window. It’s a bright day. The sun is out, the sky is a vibrant blue and birds are singing. You reach for your phone to remind your friend, Hana, about your day at the aquarium together. 

“Hana! Today is the aquarium! Are you getting ready?” 

No answer after 10 minutes. You jump in the shower assuming she hasn’t woken up yet. After your shower you check your phone once more and see her notification. 

“Y/N. I’m really sorry but I woke up this morning with a pounding headache. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it.” 

You sigh at the lit-up screen and set your phone down. You check your tickets to see if they’re refundable. They’re not. You spent $35 each on these tickets, you’re just not not gonna go. You throw on some light makeup and an outfit to match the weather. The aquarium is about a 45-minute bus ride away. So you grab your purse and head out the door, without Hana by your side. 

You reach the bus stop, you look up and see the bus doors hissing open and you stand to go find a seat. You step up the steep stairs and find that the bus is packed. You find the closest open seat you can. You sit down and throw your head back, looking out the window, preparing to put in your headphones. Just then, you feel a weight sit beside you and hear a man's voice yelling in a whisper shout. 

“Are you canceling on me? I’m already on the bus!” silence follows “Alright, I understand. I hope you feel better.” the voice says. You think to yourself, "wow is everyone getting sick and avoiding the aquarium today?" You notice an obvious annoyment in the man's loud sigh. You turn to him, in an attempt to start small talk over your similar situation. “Friend cancel?” you speak up. The man jerks his neck towards you and nods with his eyes looking down. “Me too. She said she had a headache this morning.” His eyes look up and widen, “My friend said the exact same thing! Maybe there’s a virus going around.” You laugh, “I was just thinking that.”

The 45 minute bus ride passes and you arrive at the aquarium. You step off the bus, and the man steps off behind you. “Well, it was nice to meet you! Uh..” He giggles, “Somun. You can call me Mun.” he says. You smile, “Mun... I’m Y/N. I hope you have a good time while you're here! These tickets weren’t cheap.” you say. Somun lets out an awkward laugh and looks at the ground, “Well uhm… since both of our friends canceled. I was wondering if you maybe… wanted to go together?” he says shyly. Your face grows pink and you pause for a moment. You eventually nod with a smile. Somun smiles and motions for you two to walk to the entrance. 

After about 2 hours of walking around the huge aquarium; you two reach his favorite exhibit, the jellyfish. While walking beside you, he points at the glowing jellyfish. You must admit, they are beautiful. He smiles at them and you two walk side by side admiring them. As you walk, you feel a brush against your hand. It took you by surprise and you look down and see his hand brushing yours. Your face grows pink once again. You return the action to him, hoping he takes the hint. He stops in his tracks, and looks at you with his hand out. You look at his open hand and slowly intertwine your fingers with his. You smile while thinking to yourself “Thank you Hana for getting a sudden headache.” curling in your lips on excitement.

As the trip comes to an end, you are at the main attraction. Outside, there is a extravegant garden and waterfall, along with a 75 foot tall cherry blossom tree. You and Somun walk hand in hand to the tree and admire the spring decorations placed upon the exhibit. You stare at the trees' beauty in awe with glistening eyes. You turn to Somun and smile and sigh. “Thank you Mun. Maybe our friends canceling on us was supposed to happen.” you say through a laugh. He smiles and nods in agreement. You two lock eye contact while standing under the large tree. He lets go of your grasp and moves his hand to your face, closing his eyes. You reciprocate his action and close your eyes, leaning in. Your lips clash, sharing a soft, passionate kiss. The wind blows, making the petals fall atop you. You pull away for a moment to smile, but before you get the chance, Somun pulls you back to him. 

You two pull away and laugh. Somun grabs your hand and guides you back towards the entrance of the garden. 

You and Somun get off at your stop and exchange numbers. You smile at him, and hug him goodbye. You wave him goodbye and start to walk away. About 30 seconds into your walk you hear footsteps running behind you. You turn around and suddenly feel Somun’s arms wrapped around you, clashing his lips with yours. You pull away and laugh. “I just wanted to kiss you again.” Somun says. You roll your eyes playfully and smack his chest. “Goodnight Somun.” you say. He laughs, “Goodnight, Y/N.” You smile and make your way back to your apartment. 

You enter the apartment and take off your makeup while slipping into comfortable pajamas. You plop onto your bed, reaching your phone to text Hana. 

“Hana.. Thank you for having a headache. I just had the best first date.”

You sigh, but this time out of happiness and excitement. You put your phone down for about a second until you hear it vibrate. You turn your head to look at it and see a text from Somun. "Coffee tomorrow?"

[demonwebs]

i'm just gonna say this because it's gonna bother me if i don't, so, small disclaimer: while i understand my muse is very flirty and sexual by nature (partly because, depending on the verse, he's either hooked on his newfound freedom, or using it as a manipulation tactic. i could delve further into the reasoning for this, but i dont want to rn), please try to remember that me !! as the mun !! am none of these things !! i don't know if things get lost in translation sometimes, because i know i can be very affectionate and very brazilian and very playful, but i am a super shy girlie behind the screen, i am not my muse, i do not condone his bullshit (and god knows my tags in every other post should make that clear) and i, in any way shape or form, want ic to be mistaken for ooc

[xieyaohuan]

THE MUN AS MEMES! exactly what it says on the tin. post 6+ memes that you, the mun behind the screen, can relate to so that we can get to know you a little better!

Thank you for tagging me @merry-andrews and @deliciouskeys!

Zero pressure tags: @lara60, @galsinspace, @squidprinceofwinterfell, @dansidoon

[deliciouskeys]

THE MUN AS MEMES! exactly what it says on the tin. post 6+ memes that you, the mun behind the screen, can relate to so that we can get to know you a little better!

Thank you for tagging me @merry-andrews !

Unfortunately these sum me up. Bonus, my fave HL reactions

No pressure tag @kosmochlor @xieyaohuan @bisexualhomelander @himelander @thrud-of-asgard @blaacknoir @flaggermuser

[wickedslip]

the mun as memes!

post 6+ memes that you, the mun behind the screen, can relate to so that we can get to know you a little better!

I WILL ADMIT. Some of these are Nausi, some are me, and have fun dividing. 🤍 in truth we are nothing but a damn MESS.

𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 ⋮ @bloodwr4th 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌 ⋮ @dgrayd | @lycancursed | @sonnenreich | @hochmvt | @ashbalfour | @pixieseer | @likeorpheus | @roznrot | @malka-lisitsa | @ofmcck | @desanctifi + anyone else that would like to!

[ask-the-friendly-ink-demon]

hiyas- uhhhh, been a hot minute hasn’t it? im still alive, just been really busy with life right now, but i haven’t forgotten. i have been slowly making time to work on the AU some more, mainly the main story, do i have things planned, for both that and the official sequel to the AU as a whole, anyways. did i miss anything?

[corruptedbunny-multimuse]

((tfw you get hit by Brainrot™ for a few days and now you want to add muses from said Brainrot™))

[medic-on-red]

Willkommen!

✣Hallo!! Guten Tag!! I am zhe Medic, renowned Mann of Medicine! Zhough, I zon’t actually have my medical license anymore….

✣ I am zhe Medic for zhe RED Team. Actually...

Mein Team!!

⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

Heavy:

Demoman:

Engineer: @engiehere

⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

Pyro: @lord-of-pyroland

Scout: @bonkbonkbonkboinkbonk

Soldier: @eagle-head-charge

⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

Sniper: @the-red-sniper

Spy: @medic-and-spy

Medic: Me!! Hoo!!

The Nurse: @tf2-nurse-is-dreaming

Archimedes: @arcamedestf2

⊱ ────── {⋅. ✯ .⋅} ────── ⊰

The Therapist: @wastelandtherapist

The Trapper: @meet-the-trapper-tf2

The Child: @thenumberonerascal

✣ I am happy to answer your questions!! Ich am happy to help vith zhe healing!...Und zhe hurting....

[This account is a side blog to the main blog @medic-and-spy . Medic will answer your questions and queries here, through the blog! It should also be known that this version of Medic is somewhat canon, and somewhat my own headcanon. Not everything is canon accurate.].

[Mun and more info below!]

Hi! You can call me Dankovsky! Or simply D.

I am autistic. I may not get a lot of the jokes sent in, or if you use a certain tone.

Please use he/him with me. My gender is something male.

I am over 20 and this is my first time running an ask blog.

I prefer my audience to be 18+, but minors are allowed.

Though, past this point is an adult area so curate your own experience?

Let's set some things things straight. If you support Trump, if you are a pro/comshipper, if you're a Nazi, or use the R slur, you are not welcome here!

Lewd comments whether they are Anon or not, and overly sexual situations are not welcome here!

I block liberally, especially if you give odd vibes.

As said above, I am over 20. Considering I am over 18, NSFW topics-that are not overly sexual-swearing, flirting in character and topics that are considered adult are perfectly fine!

Which is why I am telling the crowd that is under 18, to PLEASE be wary and curate your own experience!

Please remember there is a real person behind the screen, with real feelings. Just be nice, alright?

[dvarapala]

🔥 OCs

welcome to my tessa talk, @shchvnts

i love oc's but it is damn hard to get them off the ground sometimes. even more so, i feel, when your fc is a person of color (all of my fc's are asian, for context) and that is why i go extra hard for original characters of color because i feel like they tend to get overlooked a little bit.

i think part of it is also because there are more resources for white actors than there are for people of color. of course nowadays there's more than there was in 2012 but still, it's probably easier to find resources for f/lorence p/ugh than for k/im a/dis.

i wonder about why it's so hard to get oc's off the ground sometimes, aside from the aforementioned things above. is it because people have certain expectations deep down inside that they haven't really challenged and maybe said expectations bleed over into the characters they write? "oh, your muse is asian so they'll only be soft and sweet and gentle and demure and nothing else," because that's often how we're portrayed in the west and it's easier to project that image onto others. we're either mathematical nerds or geniuses or soft, sweet people in need of rescue from our respective cultures.

(also for context: a white muse, written by a presumably white mun, once unloaded on one of my characters with, i feel, the unspoken expectation that my character would just give that muse advice and make that muse feel better in character. she didn't, she got angry, cussed and cried.)

that's also why i wrote udyati the way i did: she's got dyscalculia so she's not a mathematical genius; she was never that good at school stuff and sure, she may be a sweetheart but she can very much hold her own in combat.

and maybe other people are like: "that's got nothing to do with it; your fc is not why your oc gets overlooked - if you feel like your oc gets overlooked, you should be better at putting your oc out there."

i get that, i do, believe me, but i also do think it's a factor. at least, subconsciously.

part of it, i think, is also learning how to grow thicker skin. because not everyone will like your oc and not everyone will follow back and not everyone will give you the respect you give them.

sometimes you just have to cut your losses and move on.

i've been here for more than twelve years now and i've arrived at the point where i rb what i like, when i like because it's about having fun, regardless whether someone follows me back or not. we're out here playing virtual barbies, after all. so at the end of the day, it's not that deep. but people do forget sometimes, i feel, that there is another person behind the screen who put in a lot of time and effort to craft an original character from the ground up, a person who didn't have canon - whether it's books or a tv show or a movie - to fall back on.

honestly, i'm so happy to have found a circle of great friends that i write and vibe with across the board, but i also know how hard it is not to get discouraged when you reblog memes and nothing gets sent in, or when you write starters and they go unanswered so that's why i try to at least send in a headcanon question whenever i can / whenever inspiration strikes because i don't want anyone to feel left out.

but i can't be the first one to reach out, and send asks and write starters all the time. sometimes you need to be the first. and i know that's scary. i know a lot of people have anxiety, but sometimes it is up to you to step out of your comfort zone and make the first step. you can't expect others to make the first step all the time. it doesn't work like that; this is a two way street and a collaborative hobby, after all.

anyway, all that aside, at this point, i prefer writing oc's and minor characters that may as well be oc's because some of the best dynamics i've been fortunate enough to write out with friends came from those matchups (jedibeth; khiren; pollou/polloucil; harry x udyati) and because writing out those dynamics have been so healing to me.

i've grown up barely seeing myself represented on screen or in the pages of a book. i've never seen anyone that looks like me be a main character or a proper love interest, so it's nice that i can do that now - even if it's years down the line.

also, if you write an oc: i love you and send them over to me so i can ask headcanon questions (which, yes, is my love language).

[can0nize]

CAN0NIZE is a MUTUALS ONLY, multimuse roleplay blog feat. MITSURI KANROJI from the KITMETSU NO YAIBA DEMON SLAYER series ― written and loved by NEPTUNE. ♡

INTEREST CHECKER.

ACTIVITY is low and sporadic (EST). MINORS and PERSONALS will be blocked without hesitation. MUN is 28 years of age (she/her).

Discord will be given depending on if we are mutuals or not. If we are not mutuals, there's a good chance our conversations will be limited to Tumblr IM. I also do some writing on Discord as well. It really all depends on how I'm feeling.

I do multi-ship as well but will only ship with one character of each. For example, if a Shinazugawa wants to exclusively ship with my Kanroji then that will be the only Shinazugawa I ship with. Same goes for a Rengoku, Tomioka, etc. All in all, I ship EXCLUSIVELY, and I'll likely come up with a cute tag and all that sappy shit. Shipping also depends on the chemistry between the muns.

I also LOVE, LOVE, L O V E talking about shippy things and potentially shipping our characters at any given time. If you'd love to talk about that, please let me know. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

I don't tolerate any bullying, harassment or any drama on my page. Anyone causing any of the three will be blocked and with urgency. My mental health is already suffering, and I decided to come back to writing to get my mind off of the struggles I am facing currently behind the screen.

NSFW things are bound to happen; we all know this, and we are grown. I'm not opposed to writing smut at all, but I happen to use the keep reading text option when it comes to things like that.

Below are the muses that are available, have at them!!

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Mitsori Kanroji

Shinobu Kocho

Kanae Kocho

Hinatsuru (( Not writing her as Tengen’s wife.

Makio (( Not writing her as Tengen’s wife.

Suma (( Not writing her as Tengen’s wife.

Dragon Ball

Bulma

Vados

Android 18

Mai

My Hero Academia

Ochako Uraraka

Momo Yaoyorozu

Itsuka Kendo

Mei Hatsume

Kyoka Jiro

Rumi Usagiyama

Camie Utsushimi

[the-random-mail-service]

Good timezone! Welcome to Random Mail Association’s official page.

On this page, you will mainly find reblogs of the random mail that people on rotomblr get sent from our services, though we may react to other things that happen up here as well.

If you have not heard about our association, we are the organisation behind the Random Pelipper mail Service, a service that aims to send random pelipper mail to your blog at random times.

Before subscribing to our services, please do note that our mail is so random, even we at the organization have no idea what we are sending out at times, this is especially so for the social media group. Which is the group you will mainly be interacting with up here.

We shall not be held accountable for any accidental trauma you get or damage incurred from using our random mail service. For more information, please check our common QNA.

Common QNA and other important things below, please read if you wish to use our services:

Common QNA:

Q: How do I terminate my random mail service?

A: Service termination is only possible if you hold a termination pass. You cannot ask for a termination pass, you either have it or you don’t.

Q: How do I sign up for this service?

A: Currently our services are invite only, but you are free to ask for a subscription form for our services with our mailbox or request for a one-time mail service. Requests will be entertained on occasion.

Q: what is the one-time mail service?

A: it is simply a request for random mail to be sent to a specific blog. Each request sent in translates to one mail service to the mentioned blog

Q: Help! I’m not receiving any mail!/ have not received mail in a bit!

A: our services are random and our mail time is as well.

If you have any further inquiries or questions, feel free to drop them in our ask box.

OOC below, might be important, please read:

Current number of subscribed blogs: 23

Please do ensure you have anon asks open on your blog before requesting for this service! This is a side blog and I rather keep it separate from my main. Thanks for understanding.

As there are now many blogs using this service, it would be appreciated if you could send in either one time or for a limited time mail requests instead of the full service. However I have decided to keep full service applications open. The more people using this service, the less frequently you will get mail, though mail availability is subjected to many other factors as well, the main one being wether I have the time to actually send out the mail. Please be patient, as stated this is the random mail service. Both mail AND mail timings are random. Thank you!

Hi guys! I’m just a random person that enjoys sending pelipper mail to people, as such I’ve started this blog as an excuse to send more random mail on top of all the other random mail I am already sending on rotomblr.

If you’re looking for more blog engagement for your pokeblog, this is probably the place! The service is currently invite only so I don’t overwhelm myself (hopefully) and can properly keep track of all the blogs using this service. If your application is approved you’ll receive a subscription form in your tumblr mailbox.

You can sign up for this service both ic or ooc, anything works! (Yes, this means you as the author/ mun? can sign your muse up for the service if your muse doesn’t want it but you do)

You can also terminate the service at any time (as the person behind the screen). The whole termination pass thing is to prevent the roleplayed characters (or muses) from terminating the service, authors are free to terminate it at anytime.

If the mail sent gets out of hand at any point in time, do inform me about it. I’m not a perfect human and may accidentally cross the line at times unknowingly. Please tell me if I do and I’ll avoid sending any mail of that type to your blog in the future.

On another note, this might be a gimmick pokeblog but it’s still a pokeblog. There are characters running this rotomblr page that would react to whatever you send in!

Pelipper mail and malice are open! Magic anons are tentatively open but might not be responded to. If any mail/anon/anything else sent in makes me uncomfortable, it might not be responded to as well.

Other important things:

Sapient Pokemon are free to interact!

Ooc tags behind //

Untaged ooc tags:

Unreality, Pokeblogging, Rotomblr, ooc post, ask game

All CW/TW warnings and arc tags

Current arc tags:

Arc: is this lore I see?!

I think that’s all for now! More will be added as needed! Thanks for reading!