#MOD RED SPEAKS IN MANY TAGS.

[blaze-lightflame]

:D :D :D

Glad you’re liking it so far, crap what other songs can I do that don’t have swearing in them? (Looks over at the two I have left) I might be able to get away with “Respectless”…I’m not going to push it, though.

OK, I have…more characters this time. Alright, time for “Hell’s Greatest Dad”…oh, and I’m also tossing in some stage directions, cause why not?

[Blue for Skylar, purple for Roxy, orange for Phantom, and pink for Whisper! Monty gets no colors since he doesn’t speak…actually, Monty gets green.]

[ROXY, spoken]

Ha, ha, ha…alright then…

[ROXY, sung]

Looks like the pup could use some help, From the leader of the pack herself! Check out your sister’s glowing reviews on Faz-Yelp! “Five stars!” “Flawless!” “Greater than great!” Oh, when the stage lights flash and the music blares, With a growl-yowl-bark, and a bit of a howl, The band comes to life, for ‘em all, but you’ll need a pass! But you’re family, so you get in for free,

[SKYLAR, spoken]

Uh, thanks sis!

[ROXY, sung]

Who needs a bass when you’ve got a keytar? (Woah-oh-oh!) The Plex is serving spicy bat wings, and the second serving isn’t too far! I’ll get you in for free ‘cause I’m the alpha! All-you-can-eat pizza, endless soda, and this is just to start!

[PHANTOM, sung]

Has the wolf been here since day one? This bat has been as faithful as a nun! Who makes you chuckle with an old-timey pun? One of your three bats of the night!

[SKYLAR, spoken]

That’s right!

[PHANTOM, sung]

I am your gal, your every night-and-night, Your second steadfast nighttime fixer! Remember when I fixed that glitch in the cash register?

[WHISPER, sung]

I caused it, I’m sorry, auntie!

[SKYLAR, spoken]

Oh, you!

[PHANTOM, sung]

Skylar, I am truly honored that we have built this bond! You are like the child that I wish that I could have!

[ROXY, spoken]

Um, what!?

[PHANTOM, sung]

I still care for you, just like the child I am related to!

[ROXY, spoken]

HOLD ON NOW!!

[PHANTOM, spoken]

It is a bit funny, you could almost call me “mom!”

[ROXY picks up a fiddle and plays it aggressively]

[PHANTOM drops a piano on ROXY to goad her into doing something rash]

[ROXY tears an accordion out of MONTY’S claws and angrily/terribly plays it]

[PHANTOM, sung]

Some say that if one is looking for assistance, Then it is smartest to pick the path of least resistance!

[ROXY, sung]

Skylar, others say that in your needy hour, That there is no substitute for DEAD CHILDREN’S SOUL POWER! Which just so happens to be in your pack’s blood!

[PHANTOM, sung]

Sadly, there are times that a sibling can be a dud! Remember that the family you choose is better!

[ROXY makes a “yap yap yap” motion at PHANTOM with her paw and rolling her eyes]

[ROXY, sung]

What a bunch of losers…!

[PHANTOM rolls her eyes and leans her head backwards before grabbing ROXY by the shoulders and shaking her vigorously]

[PHANTOM, sung]

Would you kindly butt out of my song!?

[ROXY, sung]

Your song!? I started it!

[PHANTOM, sung]

I’m singing it, I WILL FINISH IT!

[ROXY grabs PHANTOM by the shoulders and shakes her vigorously]

[ROXY, sung]

OH, YOU TACKY PIECE OF—

[SKYLAR breaks them up]

The fact that I can see Monty, Freddy, Bonnie, Foxy, and Ghost just standing on the sidelines like "what is happening?" while Chica's helping play the music with a big smile and just absolutely rocking out, completes this.

HAHA I love it!!

[annabel-lee-nevermore]

Hey. I'm sure all of you have seen Red's post, which they chose to call an apology (though I beg to differ in some parts), where I was called out amongst many others. This whole situation is a mess and though there have been many posts already, I just want to add my two cents, as someone who was directly named. Apologies for how late this is compared to the rest of the situation, not trying to stir it all up again, I’ve just been busy. (Please note that everything I say here is my own take/opinions and I am not directly speaking for anyone else, any issues you have with anything said here are with me alone.) 

First of all, Red promised this post would be about the Crimson situation, the long prologue with the explanations of the "cliques" is completely unrelated and just an attempt to shift blame onto other groups for the situation blowing up as it did. This is especially horrible because of the fact that many of the people named are MINORS, who Red has constantly claimed to prioritize protecting, especially in the situation with Crimson exposing minors to NSFW. I'm not going to harp too much on the Crimson situation as I wasn't involved (or capable of being involved after my ban), though everything I have seen from Red has been a shitshow of mishandling, which they addressed, and I will give them credit for admitting they fucked up with it, and am VERY glad to see them step back from moderating, as I feel they were under far too much stress by both being highly active in the server as a mod and also trying to write a good story, and hope a larger variety of mods does the server good. I was there when the server hit 1k members, and knowing that the mod team didn’t grow until now (when last I heard it was around 6k?) feels like it would have driven anyone trying to moderate it insane. 

However, I am here to give my side of the story, which goes back to the drama with the confession blog "@/esoterichistoria", in which they were sent an anon ask which [paraphrased] asked why the account existed and what they got out of it, in a sense that implied they didn't believe the account should exist. This ask was not answered publicly and was screenshotted and posted in the hideout, one of the NON PATREON channels in the discord. Red then went on to reveal themselves as the person behind this anon ask which led to other people sending harassment to the account. I was firmly on the side of supporting EH, and wound up creating a post of my own  calling out the hypocrisy and "word of god" reliance on lore snippets sent by Red and Flynn in the discord, which when sent in the free channels would eventually disperse into the tumblr fandom. Unless I mistakenly shared a minor fact that was patreon exclusive (which would have only been shared to me by someone who was affected asking if they were right to be concerned about it) I did not intentionally state any patreon only information in any of my comments within and under that post. 

That post for me, was what happened when the straw broke the camel's back. I had seen several instances of fan to fan hostility (such as telling people off for using the tumblr "#nevermore webtoon" tag for confession blog related posts, but only for the original blog and not the second one that popped up during this drama). I was fed up with watching a fandom I truly loved fall apart, and felt that speaking up about it would be the only way to see any change within this issue. However, I will admit the post was written in a stress induced craze as I was at the end of finals and preparing to move at the same time, which definitely greatly impacted my capacity to truly think through why I should make that post in the first place, but I felt the only way to get the drama out of my head was to send it out into the void of tumblr, and then, through the next day when I had a few spare moments I responded to a few people asking clarifying questions with less than stellar tact. 

It was quite shocking for me to find out, just a day or so later (forgive me I am not the greatest with dates or timelines) that the Nevermore discord was gone from my server list, which I mainly noticed because I often use the emotes from that server in casual conversations with friends, and found my favorited emotes completely lacking of them. I had no message of why I had been banned, and shrugged it off as I hadn't been active in the discord community in ages, as I was busy with other things. 

A few hours later, Percy, who Red had reached out to directly (but none of the other members of our "clique" as Red puts it heard a peep) shared a truly baffling DM that consisted of refusing to explain and extrapolating reasons behind actions that did not exist to justify the ban. We laughed it off and moved on, as though we enjoyed the fandom and comic itself, losing access to the discord was no loss as of our lack of usage of it in the first place. 

I was in no way Stalking, nor were any of my friends. We had been members of a fandom who loved the comic and fandom, and had come to a point where our unpopular fandom opinions led us to feel a bit on the outside of the main popular opinion, and we were also just naturally shifting to different interests. 

This, alongside the fallout of having expressed opinions on Montresor and the specific ways that his relationship with Ada progressed. I DON'T see people who ship Montrada as supporting a "SA Fetish Ship", I just personally wasn't a fan of it and alongside my friends who shared the same opinion, was sick of being told that we were blatantly WRONG for having a differing opinion, and chose to distance ourselves because of the level of vitriol we had experienced, and some made a statement saying we didn't wish to associate with people who enjoyed the ship, which is a perfectly normal way to interact with fandom. There are definitely perfectly valid ways to interact with the ship, and even explore it in interesting ways, it is just ways that I personally am not interested in engaging with. 

(And just to point out the elephant in the room, yes I have a fic that focuses on Montrada, both because I saw a part of my former self in Ada and someone who hurt me in Montresor, and this fic was planned out long before Montrada was hinting at becoming canon in the comic. Though this fic is written in an explicit manner, it was on a site that allows that and was tagged correctly for those who wish to avoid it.) 

I know I'm trying to prove myself to people who have made up their minds on if they believe Red's statement, and I know for those who have their minds made up, nothing I can say will change that unless they are willing to, and I can't force that. I personally do not agree with many opinions Red holds, and find the act of plastering the usernames of people, including minors, that they dislike on a public tumblr post knowing they have a loyal fanbase who may choose to take it upon themselves to harass people out of a sense of vigilante justice, frankly abhorrent and irresponsible. Though I would like to believe that the Nevermore fandom is better than stooping to harassment, I know it is naive to believe in any fandom that this is the case, every fandom will have a few bad apples, even if the fandom at large is kind and passionate and supportive of fellow fans. (note: as of writing at least one person I've been in contact with have received direct harassment) 

As someone who has a tendency to come across as rude and bitchy when in a passionate argument/debate with someone, especially when an emotional connection to the subject is involved on my end, I know I may have been combative to an excessive degree and given myself a bad name. For anyone who has felt hurt in an argument with me, I do apologize, as sometimes I don't know the harshness of my words. I do quite enjoy a good argument, and when things get heated I do find myself being quite harsh, something many people do, especially when they have had a history of being the only one on their side of an opinion.  

Despite the drama, I do still love the comic, through a more analytical lens and with caveats of my own personal opinions perhaps, but I do truly love the characters, the world, and am curious to know what comes next in the story when it returns from hiatus. Though I don't believe I will ever have a positive view of Red interpersonally, I want them and Flynn to be able to continue the comic for as long as they feel they need to tell a complete story. I probably will continue to write fic and engage with the fandom, as in my opinion, Fandom is for the Fans, not the Creators, and I truly do love sharing my writing with the Fandom, and I have many fic ideas that I want to have a chance to bring to fruition. 

For those who don't wish to dig in deep on the older drama with the Montrada situation or my general drama hot takes, you can hop off here, and even if this didn't change anything for you I appreciate you taking the chance on hearing me out, as I am quite wordy and I know this post is already rather long. However, since Red’s post brought up these issues, I feel I should at least address them.

First off, on the accusation of stalking, I do feel Red may be pointing a finger and forgetting that three point back at them, as though I do understand wanting to have a grasp on who someone is when you feel wronged by them, going out of your way to construct a narrative of who's friends with who, and what they do in their free time, alongside congregating information about them to share publicly when even in the best case of you being correct their crimes were at MOST having an insular group chat and occasionally getting in arguments about unpopular fandom opinions or standing opposite your side in drama. 

By every metric, while sharing screenshots can be seen as in bad taste, doing so with a small group of friends in a private group chat is not the end of the world. The phrase "keep it in the group chat" exists for a reason, people often share with their friends things they may not say publicly, and that is perfectly okay provided it's not planning some sort of direct attack on someone. People going "ugh I don't agree with xyz and wish they'd see reason" to friends is not stalking, it's a bit of gossip between friends, and when it comes from something that began as a shared interest that brought the group together, there's no harm in it. However, congregating identifying information and sharing it publicly DOES have harm in it, because no matter how many times you tell your audience not to harass people, opening the doors for it makes it more likely to happen regardless.

Secondly, calling the post an apology was a half truth. Yes, the final paragraphs WERE an apology, but based on the situation and what was truly going on, the explanations of the Cliques was unnecessary and distracted greatly from the actual apology present. Especially as the context of “Clique 2” does NOTHING to add to the story of the situation with Crimson and why an apology is necessary. The situation was blown greatly out of proportion by adding on more context than the situation required, and is definitely the reason the controversy has grown so large. Not only was diverting to the explanations of the Cliques cluttering the otherwise potentially strong apology, it both works to paint Red as the victim to garner sympathy from loyal fans, and gives a target to go after for why the situation has grown so horrible, when a concise apology that left that all out would have cleared the air on the Crimson situation and not led to a large group of people who were unjustly called out and have their information blasted for anyone to see and opening them to excessive harassment. 

Finally, Speaking to Red directly, If you'll allow me to speak at you a bit personally for a moment, the way you framed things in your post regarding "Clique 2" to me in some regards comes across as a misinterpretation of criticism of the comic and its characters as a criticism of you. As a writer I understand how your work often feels like an extension of you, and criticism often feels personal, but to take a small group of people who share a similar criticism and extrapolate it to mean they're spreading vitriol about you is a bit extreme. 

(And in screenshots regarding the Prospero aromanticism issue that have been posted to tumblr, this seems to be a recurring pattern of seeing anyone who has concerns about how a certain aspect is being normalized within the fandom with encouragement from the creators, which regardless of intent comes across as endorsement, as an attack and trying to make an issue out of something that isn’t really that deep.) 

Anyways, the main situation regarding the Montresor and Ada ship happened over a year ago and I have no way to access or look back on what was said having been banned from the discord, there may be discrepancies in intent and execution so take all of this with a grain of salt if you'd like, but I never meant to say that you as the author were glorifying SA by having Montresor and Ada to exist as a ship. It was a mixture frustration with how Ada's characterization (as interpreted by what existed in the comic) did a 180 and how the relationship between her and Monty was framed and the fandom's manner of acting as if saying that it personally made someone uncomfortable they were just a hater trying to stir drama. The fandom's usage of the phrase “fun toxic” and overromanticizing when Monty had been consistently characterized as misogynistic (not a bad thing) and Ada's prior characterization didn't line up with the “mutually toxic” idea that was being spread. I'd be a hypocrite if I was saying that every ship had to be morally pure, I've written some pretty morally bankrupt relationships in my own original works. I just found that the way the fandom acted around Montrada at the time was really uncomfortable to be around as an SA survivor simply because of the way people were changing their opinions of the barking scene, which to me with just the context of the scene itself was not at all something Ada did consensually (or only did under coercion) and is a form of humiliation which is sexual harassment. 

It was never a moral righteousness witch hunt or anything, more just some fans pointing out how the portrayal of it could come off to people who was a survivor of someone who acted like Monty and that the energy in the fandom around it was uncomfortable and didn't actually leave room for nuance on the opinions of Montrada. I have always been a proponent of letting people ship what they want to, even if it’s personally not what I enjoy in the fandom. Perhaps the way it was portrayed on my end at the time didn’t come off the way it was intended, but there is a massive difference in my opinion between thinking anyone who enjoys a particular ship is evil and being personally uncomfortable with a ship and not wanting to engage with it within fandom, even with it being canon. And the preference for Morella and Ada was never upholding a "morally pure" ship as "better" than Montrada, it was simply preference from people who had already been shipping Morellada for a long time and didn't choose to abandon ship over Montrada becoming canon, only finding new reasons to continue holding that opinion. 

All in all. I’ll miss when the good times of the fandom were around, and definitely will stick around for season 2. I wish it hadn’t all turned out this way, as I’ve made great memories and friends because of this comic and community. To anyone who still has questions or something to say to me, my ask box and dms here have always been open. And hey, if Red or Flynn have anything to say to me, feel free to reach out. I’m open to a civil conversation if that's what’s desired. 

~~ Rose, of the “dark stalker Clique”

[floating-through-the-empty-void]

Hm?

My name? It is Xoran, mon ami.

Age? Ce n'est pas important.

He/It/Void/Guts/Lace

How may I help you? Would you like a glass of wine?

Ability - “Oh mon ami, you’re speaking with a demon from the depths of fire and negativity~”

Likes - Red wine, bread, mushrooms, masks, acting, cooking, dolls, doll making, gymnastics

Dislikes - Collars, chains, fire, going off routine, things not going to schedule

Extra - A demon with French origins, seen floating around @respiratory-kristem

“Oh I’m simply trying to keep this silly human alive!”

Hiya!! I'm the mod, you can find my main blog at @respiratory-kristem

silly french demon

my DNIs can be found on my main blog, and I'd like to request only light NSFW if it’s directed to the character!!

Violence and gore is fine as long as it’s fictional!

THIS BLOG CONTAINS THEMES OF: SUICIDE, SELF HARM, CHILD ABUSE, CHILD EXPERIMENTATION, MAFIAS, MURDER, DEATH, CONDITIONING, DEHUMANISATION, AND MANY MORE. IT WILL NOT ALWAYS BE TAGGED, PROCEED WITH CAUTION

@paintedgrilledcheese @star-seeking-stray @doakarma

@sugarthebee @arsonist-lullabye @trashlike @myluckymoon @the-fallen-collective

@trickofthelight-snow @fukuzawa-armeddaddyagency @duckduckgoose-exe

@deeply-moonstruck @tainted-mutt

@star-tb @bvnnyl0v3r @kijimha

@thund3randrain @sayuutoria @smallpieceofcheese

[the-wardenn]

Introduction.

BANHAMMER ASK/ROLEPLAY BLOG

//

Rules.

No NSFW, mod is a minor. Suggestive asks & such are allowed though, just be wary. I will not answer if I'm uncomfortable.

Magic anon is limited. It's fun & all, but it sometimes gets in the way of things. Also I can't up with everything.

Do not expect me to respond right away. I run other accounts & I have a personal life. There is a person behind the screen.

Lore // Headcanons

Banhammer is not the only warden. There were many wardens before him, there have been since literally the beginning of the Inpherno.

However, Banhammer is the 'true' warden, the prophesied one. He is very much special & held up to alot of expectations.

His 'boss' is the Gods of Justice, a huge fusion god that is one of Periastron's most noble servants. They are incredibly strict, & the eyes seen around Banland are them monitoring him.

Banhammer physically does not know how to act. He's used to his mom holding his hand every step of the way, & he's never really had time to figure out who he wants to be. He's only been told he has to be a certain way.

He's still a cocky & egoistical asshole though, & on the dumber side. He's also very slow when it comes to things.

He can see everything. He is all seeing. His eyesight is scarily good, to the point where it's physically painful. He gets flashbanged from seeing all directions even behind him & seeing everyone's sins & shit so that's the main reason why he wears a blindfold.

Tags.

I will not be using '#banhammer phighting' as to not clog up the tag. Also, any previous tags I used will no longer be used. I am retconning everything that happened previously on this blog.

#the warden ⚖️ will be used on every single post

#once more ⚖️ will be used on reblogs

#answered ⚖️ will be used on asks

#all seeing 👁️‍🗨️ will be used on any posts featuring/mentioning the Gods of Justice

Format

Banhammer will be speaking in blue. The Gods of Justice will be speaking in red, all caps, bold.

OOC/Mod will be colorless

[louellen-themagicgirl]

Hello

I’m Lou Ellen blackstone! I’m no longer head counselor of cabin 20, I was never wanted there. I am wanted here it seems.

My pronouns are she/they/it/magic. I also go by Ellie to my friends!

I talk a lot and I talk fast! If I overwhelm you, uhhh, I can turn you into a turtle?

I speak English, Latin and Ancient Greek fluently. My Japanese is broken and messy- and I’m kinda pickin up Russian and Ukrainian from my dads, and vague prior knowledge of it from a few . Latin is my best, I think in Latin!

I do a lot of magic! I’m very good with necromancy

…war criminal… not proud of it, but you do what you have to to survive

Family! (a disaster) (affectionately)

Parents: @nikolai-rp @chessandpunishment

Siblings: @son-ofthe-father @amanita-virosa-enjoyer @lil-jinko @zephyr-ashworth @dogramagra-and-destruction , definitely more

And also my pet! a red panda that used to be a squirrel and then I turned it into a rock and while attempting to make it a raccoon it became a red panda! Its name is good question (literally that’s it’s name)

I presently reside in… Yokohama, was it?

“No story ever ends, does it? It just leads into others.”

Mood board by @little-miss-aesth3tic

OOC

WOO! Our traumatized touch starved girl!! Someone get this kid a big brother again she is not meant to be running an entire cabin

Our girl no longer is in the Pjo universe, she’s found herself in Bungo stray dogs, by means of messing with magic she doesn’t understand

ALSO! this is set at any point during the series, it changes at my convenience, usually between sea of monsters and the battle of the labyrinth with 10-11 Lou Ellen. Or around blood of Olympus with 12-14 Lou Ellen, posts tagged appropriately as (pre-ta Lou Ellen) (ta era Lou) and (post ta lou Ellen). If not specified assume that this is 14 year old Lou Ellen

As well, this is a pjo rp blog but a lil crossover here and there is fun!

These fics (written by me) can be taken as canon for how rp Lou Ellen

Lou Ellen is generally playful and silly, but one must not forget she was in the titan army and essentially raised by alabaster, she is incredibly dangerous when angered. And being a daughter of Hecate, extremely powerful

Also mod does not know as many languages as Lou so shhh

A little lore https://www.tumblr.com/louellen-themagicgirl/768413219029237760/this-isnt-camp-half-blood-is-it-lou-ellen

[sasori-rp]

Roleplay Rules

Hi there and welcome to my blog! Please keep in mind the following rules, when interacting with me. If you have any questions, feel free to ask!

General Information

This account has 3 different functions:

OOC Posts and Reblogs

Asks/Interactions/Reblogs/Posts in character

Roleplaying Semi-Lit/Lit/Novella

I will tag each of these functions accordingly. Keep i mind that my older posts (before 12.05.2024) have not undergone this change and may thus not have these tags.

OOC Posts and Reblogs

As the name suggests, this is just me having fun sharing memes, fanart, fanfictions and so on. These posts will be tagged as #Mod speaks and #Mod reblogs. If interacting with people via comments, I also use //mod to clarify who's speaking, as well as )) at the end of my messages in DMs. If you want to ask me a question/make a request for me personally, please address we with "Mod", so I know whom you're targeting.

In Character Interactions

A big part of this blog are my RP interactions with Tumblr users or other RP accounts in character. You will find a lot of One-Liner-Style Roleplay Posts on here. Character reactions will always be tagged with #Sasori RP. Additionally, all my answers/reblogs/posts in character will be written in red font.

As of now, there are no limitations to Asks. You can ask a question or hop straight into RP if you want. Keep in mind though, that if you wish to start a longterm RP, I'd prefer you to contact me via DMs, so that our back and forth doesn't clutter my feed for an extended period of time.

Feel free to tag me on any posts you'd like Sasori's reaction to.

The short-term interactions are open for anyone to reblog and interact with.

Don't forget, that Sasori is an impatient, rarely polite rogue who turns people into puppets for fun. He'll likely not be nice.

If I don't reply to you right away, that can include the following reasons: I haven't seen it yet, I need to think of a good reply (I value accuracy), I'm too busy with life rn, or I may have overread it. Please never assume I ignore you on purpose or out of malicious intent. I will get to you, I promise.

Roleplaying Semi-Lit/Lit/Novella

If you're interested in longterm RP, please contact me via DMs or send me an Ask, so that I can contact you. I'll discuss the plot and ideas with you, exchange requirements and will decide eventually, if I'm down or not. I don't have a lot of time, therefore I don't want to commit to too many Roleplays at once. I also only commit to Roleplays, that personally inspire me. For everything else, such as RPs that aren't fully my cup of tea, for crack interactions and similar things, I offer the short-term interactions I mentioned above.

As of now, this committed type of RP will be tagged as #Longterm RP for the time being. Perhaps I will come up with a better solution in the future. Despite it being RP, it will not be coloured in the before mentioned font colour, so as to increase the readability of long walls of text.

The Long-Term Roleplays are closed threads. Only the person whom I've agreed to RP with, is allowed to reblog the posts.

General Rules

Everyone is welcome on my blog. Regardless of gender, sexuality, ethnicity and age. Keep in mind though, that this blog may contain content for mature audiences, such as violence, cursing, sex and occasional (written) gore. I will try my best to tag sensitive posts as mature.

-> I know it can be annoying that all the fun accounts are minors DNI, so I try to keep this blog as open as possible, so that people under 18 get the chance to ask their favourite character questions as well. Be aware though, that I also post mature content. Interaction at your own risk.

I value open communication. If something is making you uncomfortable or upset, please tell me. We can then talk things out and work out a solution.

I'm not available for any hate speeches/angry rants/passive aggressiveness etc. If you try to involve me in any of these things, regardless of whether it is directed towards me, my friends or a stranger, I will block you. This blog is a safe space. If you have something important to share, you can do so in a constructive manner.

That said, for all those who have heard of the Anon Drama of the past few months: I am no longer involved with the people in question. I have cut contact with them for my wellbeing and sanity and do not want to be associated with them anymore. If you have questions on the topic, please contact me privately, I'll gladly give you a heads-up. Do not send me updates, screenshots or posts about things that may or may not have been said about me. I have moved on. Should you not have heard about the Anon Drama, thank your guardian angel and ignore this point.

I do not do Longterm RPs with OCs at the moment. That may change in the future. OCs are however welcome to send me Asks and make reblogs for me to react to in character.

-> Update: I'm open for OC RPs now

Keep in mind that me and my characters are two separate people. Their actions and beliefs do not equal my own, neither do I hold grudges against anyone whom my characters may have insulted.

Lastly, have fun! This blog is meant to bring joy to both me and all those who love Sasori, so don't hesitate to interact. I love each and every question I receive and I am thankful for everyone who allows me to indulge in some fun and games with my favourite characters.

That's all from me for now! Thank you for reading my rules. I wish you all a lovely day and much fun with this blog.

- Your Mod

[just-a-tiny-goldfish]

Accidents Happen

“Ándale Orellia, no seas así-let me help you” the frustration is dripping from her words urgent in tone, but fuck if your anxiety hasn’t peaked high enough for it to slide right off.

You struggle against gravity trying to get your legs to work properly, feels like pins and needles and a whole bunch of jello, shaky hands grabbing at heated jagged metal, trying to stabilize and failing, are of no help to you.

You feel your mouth turn down to a scowl, you’ve already told her to get lost, go act like the marshal she is and help the civilians in the area-there has to be people around here that need it more than you, try as you both did to keep damage to a minimum you know psychopather is exactly known for being the most graceful of villains.

Or contained.

You feel her hands on you upper arm before you see them, the strength you couldn’t muster to pull yourself up finally shows itself as you yank yourself out of her grip- or at least try to.

Instead all you end up doing is hurting your stupid leg some more. The blood hasn’t stopped flowing and your harsh movement definitely didn’t help, you feel a fresh warmth gush down your thigh and you would have doubled over had it not been for Julia’s grip. You’ve never been more grateful for that stupid black and teal mask as it soaks up the fresh tears that otherwise would have streamed down your face, pain gate or not, this shit hurts.

You take in a shaky breath, want to tell her to fuck off again but if you speak now you know your voice will break, it’s hard enough to keep back the choked grunts of pain. Normally you wouldn’t mind the marshals assistance. You’ve both been on the receiving end of a shot gone wrong, a plan going awry.

Usually though you don’t have to deal with the horrible thought that those cameras might have caught more than you’re willing to throw at them.

Lean on me I’ll lean on you, hand in hand pull me up and I’ll hold on, head to shoulder-arm around a strong bicep or full modded body weight on your back; cameras have caught you two in many positions. All easily explained. You’re a helping hand, a tag along, of course the marshal would do her best to look after you. She’s the marshal. Of course out of the rest of the rangers she would be the first to check up on you- make sure you can walk it off. She’s the leader, has to look out for not just her team but anyone that might be too close- and you just happen to be too damn close too many times.

But you can’t really find a good way to explain this away.

Sure, the marshals known for kissing and telling but this is different. You’re not one of her little conquest- another notch in her belt. You’re her fucking team mate- and not only that but isn’t the media going to go crazy for this? Marshal Charge bending rules for stray vigilante, potential ranger? Or potential partner?

God not to mention you’re no boy. You might not know much of how this world works but from what you’ve gathered girls don’t go around kissing other girls, but if they do people sure like to make a fuss.

Fuck, you really don’t need a fuss. You know they’ll wanna talk- Marshal Charge is already a hot topic, her love life even hotter.

Did anyone get a picture? When did the paparazzi get here? From your peripheral you can see the people inching closer, phones at the ready-vulchers.

What was she thinking? Pulling your mask up like that?

Barely over your nose-but who knows how much needs to be seen in order to be found?

As soon as your mind had caught up with what had happened- hand behind your head the other on your back, both strong and steady as she helped pull you up, light headed, blood loss and shock, you were so scared, you know she saw the shiny streaks on your cheek as she pulled up your mask, saw how it smudged and mixed with the red stream from your nose, it didn’t look pretty it wasn’t pretty and yet, she still leaned in, and fuck that’s why charge- Julia was so wanted, how could she not be, who could forget her after having one taste? Did you kiss her back? You can’t remember, nothing really mattery but her in that moment- until it didn’t. Your mind caught up. You’d all but thrown yourself away from her with how hard you had flinched to get away-gotta hide-they’re gunna see, was the only thing going through your mind.

Did anyone take a picture?

All this just re-fuels your struggle. She won’t let go- and you need to make sure no one took a picture. Bite at your lip hard enough to bleed, can’t tell it apart from the rest of the blood on your face anyways, you’re sure the mask can soak up a little more- focus on the lesser pain of a bitten lip instead of how it burns to lift your leg, focus on that instead of your blurry vision that may not just be from tears but perhaps the growing migraine that’s pounding in your ears, you can hear cámaras going off in the distance.

Fuck fuck fuck

Too worried- scared, you can hardly take in a breath, confusing as it is because you feel your lungs working overdrive, pants short and fast coming out of your mouth. You taste the dust and ash, feel it coat your throat, after fire, smoke. Lungs on fire, puta madre, why can’t you-

“Breath”

Her voice cuts through you. You look up at her, brown eyes open wide, dark enough black hole, you don’t hear or see anything but her. Don’t even feel how tight her grip has gotten on your arms either.

Her words are kept stead in a forceful way, you can tell by the way her lips move, how they wish to tremble, “Orellia, perdóname” quiet, her tongue peaks out licks at her lips, moist with blood, you tasted the iron, yours or hers? you don’t know.

“Look, calm down, it’s okay; now respira” and god that Marshal tone comes through as she speaks, and it does all but calm you down- how dare she, had her gaze not broken from yours, to sweep over the forming crowd, she would have seen the way your eyes narrowed at her-

“Hija de puta quítate!” Enough is enough, you’ve definitely stayed around too long if she thinks she can start using that tone with you. You’re not part of her little team and she can stop pretending. You're not about to start taking orders from someone as incompetent as her. Or anyone for that matter.

Instead of doing as you’ve said, she obviously does the complete opposite. You swear she’s never had to follow an order in her life. What a luxury. Her hands at your arms slide down to your own, her grip steel giving no leeway. Strong hands holding your own, you struggle, yank and shake but she doesn’t let go. You would blame it on the blood loss but even on a good day you know it’s those stupid mods that give her the upper hand. Finally you settle for digging your nails into her hands instead- she doesn’t wanna let go of you huh? Well you’ll make sure she can’t then.

Her grip doesn’t loosen.

“I-“ lips move but no sound comes out “I didn’t mean to do that- it was an accident, I was- I was worried okay?” Tremble finally caught up, her words have turned shaky. “It was the adrenaline, I-I just-just” her words are coming too fast and tripping with nervous energy “cuando te oír gritar-me espanté okay? Eso fue todo- te lo prometo” that black stare is sucking out all the light.

It was an accident.

It was an accident- well yeah that makes sense is the first thing that comes to your mind. Of course that makes sense. It didn’t feel like one is the second thing that comes to your mind- your stomach feels like it’s given away, dropped. Why would it have been anything else? You're not exactly her type- you're not tall or handsome or pretty, a wicked little voice whispers, not like her. You don’t have money to buy her pretty and expensive things like so many of her admirers do. So yeah, it makes sense. Adrenaline is a hell of a drug.

But it still hurt to hear her say it. The glare you have trained on her does not leave, like she could notice with the mask on-but you do feel the hot anger drain from you, dragging behind it your earlier panic at lucky paparazzi, leaving you cold.

It was an accident.

“It was an accident” you repeat after her.

“Yes” it’s strained and whispered but there’s a relieved smile growing on her face. “I’m so so sorry”

You turn away from her, no longer glaring, you find yourself staring at your thigh. Your bloody aching thigh. It seems to have stopped gushing at least. Must have finally clotted.

Your gaze shifts to your entwined hands when you feel her hand gently squeeze your own, you see where your nails have left half moon divots in her flesh, small red dots sprawled unevenly.

You feel bad.

Another gently squeeze from her “I will never ever do that again- I just wasn’t thinking”

“I didn’t know you could” it’s an instant reply that has her releasing your hands as well as a startled relieved laugh.

“Okay,-“ cut off by another laugh, longer than her last looking at her you can see how the tension that previously rocked seems to evaporate, bringing a hand up to her eyes she rubs at them, stray tears being wiped away leaving streaks of bronze.

“God Orellia, you really scared me there”

What can you do but grin? More for your benefit than hers. She just ripped your heart out- what can you do but grin?

[dashing-demigod]

Alex Cyprin Roleplay Guide

Mun: Meg Muse: Alex Cyprin (They/Them) from Lovestruck Voltage, Astoria: Fate's Kiss, Astoria Lost Kisses Mun Tag: #Mod Post RP Tag: #Alex Speaks _

Astoria is a series that takes place in New York, where greek mythology is seen from a modern lens- with gods, monsters, and titans roaming under the noses of humans that don't know any better. All of them look human, more or less, though some monsters possess monstrous traits that they hide away.

Willing to roleplay with other fandoms and OCs.

Some content may be mature, and will be labelled appropriately.

(Disclaimer: This is mostly so I can rp with my own blogs, but I'm fully willing to branch out and rp with others!) _

Info

Bio: A demigod born of Aphrodite, Alex works at H.E.R.A. (Hell and Earth Relations Agency) as Head of Artifacts, keeping powerful artifacts out of hands they don't belong in. At 30 years old, Alex is Aphrodite's youngest child, and the only one living close to home in New York. Alex has been in love with their childhood friend, MC, for many years.

Artifact: Gold Heart Necklace Aura: Silver Doe and Stag

-Typically referred to as Cyprin in a professional setting -Favorite food: lemon cookies (made by MC) -Red eyes turn silver when using too much of their aura -Capable of hypnotizing people with direct eye contact, though they don't like using this ability -Sings very well -Loves coffee -Grew up on Olympus, but prefers to live in New York, among the people -Nonbinary, uses they/them pronouns _

Relationships

Aphrodite - Mother (@popstar-aphrodite) MC - Ranges from best friend to wife (@goddessofbaking) Josh - Friend (@ace-in-the-kitchen) May Chan - Coworker/Friend (@may-chans-blog) Hades - Boss (@godly-gentleman) _

Roleplay Example

Alex watches the scene before them unfold with a careful eye, every muscle in their body on edge and ready to move in an instant should they need to. When one of the monsters' hands whip out, they're not sure what to expect- a gun or claws that could do much worse- but they're in motion regardless. Their arm snaps out, grabbing onto their wrist and twisting it- the gun in the monster's hand dropping down to the floor.

"There's no need for that," they say, never loosening their grip. "This is supposed to be a civil conversation." They pause. "Though I'm sure you wouldn't need me to mediate if there were bars between the two of you."

The only reason these monsters weren't in cells yet was because of a favor they owed. But the moment either one brought violence on the table, they had permission to take either of them in, favor or no.

The monster sneers up at them, a hiss of pain leaving his lips when Alex pushes back on his wrist. He averts his gaze soon after, the fight going out of him. With caution, Alex releases their hold, and the monster instantly snatches his hand back, rubbing it with a wince.

"Fine. I'll hear her out."

"Good." They nod for the other monster to go ahead.

At least they're getting somewhere.

[kamari333]

If i can ask about the rare pair event

Does a rare pair count if it's connected to an obscure au?

Like something only the person posting knows?

Or must be about a semi-known au?

Great question! I'm going to assume this is in regards to Undertale/UTMV. I am also going to ramble a lot because this is a somewhat complicated question.

TLDR What determines if something is allowed is related directly to its AO3 tag, and so your best bet is to ask about your AU specifically.

Long rambly answer:

I didn't officially codify what quantifies as an AU in the official rules because 1: thats somewhat controversial and 2: i didn't feel like i had enough mods to give me a well rounded set of fair opinions on the matter. I'm going to say, on paper, that technically speaking, the rules don't discriminate between a self made and fandom adopted AU. What the rules do say is that the AU must have a Tag. And for the sake of fun, I do tend to hold up the rules, ask my mod team their thoughts, and largely let folks 'get away with' technicalities xD

Also, the importance of an AU depends greatly on whether or not the Rarepair is dependent on cross-au matching or not. For example: Doggo/Burgerpants is a rarepair no matter what AU, because it is a pairing that would be tagged in the Relationship field. But Red/Dance is a cross AU rarepair, which is tagged it the Additional Tags field, and so that relationship can only exist if both underfell and dancetale are distinct and codifiably taggable undertale AUs.

My personal opinions on the matter are, of course, that an Undertale AU must be an AU with a strong and relevant foundation of undertale-lore, have at least 1 distinct and relevant difference from other AUs, and have at the barest minimum 3 undertale characters in it. of course the preference is to have (or at least have the potential for, even if you havent fleshed them all out) all characters, but theres so many so its understandable if you havent gotten to them all yet. furthermore, if the equivalent of the original game's story were to take place in the AU, the characters who play the role of the main characters in the game must be derivatives/variants of the game's characters, and not OCs in their own right. The AU must have a Name. And that Name must be translatable into a Tag.

However, I'm running this event for the sake of fun, and I know I am weird and often stubborn, so if the question was brought up 'does X count as an AU' and my first thought was "No", i would go to my other mods to check my biases.

and... to be fair, even if it doesnt, there is always the chance of an exception being made... or accommodations being made...

...i went on a tangent. i probably should have said from the start that even by my criteria, what determines an AU's event validity isnt the popularity of the AU. you can be the only person who creates for it and it can still count, so long as it can be recognizably defined as an AU.

I will also say that there is a difference between Lore-based and Concept-based AUs. For example, Underverse and Leviathantale are lore-based MAUs which distinguish themselves on the narrative level (the author level) rather than the conceptual level (the fandom level). that means Underverse Red/Lust isnt conceptually different than non-underverse red/lust and therefor wouldnt get its own tag, so it would be synonymized with regular red/lust, just as leviathantale geno/reaper isnt conceptually different than non-leviathantale geno/reaper and therefore wouldnt get its own distinct tag, so it would be synonymous with regular geno/reaper.

this gets incredibly complicated because there is no 1 singular factor in determining if an AU is or isnt an AU, and i'm only one person with strong annoying opinions, and frankly i would prefer those opinions not get in the way of fun yanno?

i just wanna have fun with my friends and community celebrating rarepairs xD and if that sounds good to you too, we can talk details together.

[starrychild-edaline]

Edaline is a member of the Church of the Starry Children, having a particular affinity for the Lord of Black; Wiggog Y'rath. She has asked him to marry her many different times, so far it hasn't worked but she will be damned if she doesn't keep trying. Name: Edaline Jackson Age: 24 Pronouns; She/Her Kill Count: 0 Death Count: 0 Hi! I'm Mod Lazarus! I am 19 and my pronouns are He/Him. My Mod color is Red! I like Poppy Playtime, NPMD, Black Friday, TGWDLM, DBZ, and ULTRAKILL! Related Side Blogs: The Red Lord, Agaleptum Multiversel Child, Helios Edaline speaks in Green with "quotations"

Swearing is Allowed Casual swearing is perfectly fine. Avoid excessive profanity directed at others in a hostile or disrespectful manner. Mod is an adult! I am 19 years of age, this means that this blog is gonna get a little silly at times.! No Harassment or Hate Speech Harassment of any kind, including bullying, targeted attacks, hate speech, racism, sexism, or other discriminatory behavior will not tolerated. Any asks violating this rule will be removed, the asker will be blocked, and anonymous asks will be disabled if this becomes a recurring issue. NSFW Guidelines No explicit descriptions or graphic language. Playful flirting, suggestive comments, or innuendos are okay, but anything crossing the line into overtly explicit territory will not be answered. Suggestive content will be tagged as #🔞suggestive Magical Anons Are Welcome These effects will be limited to a maximum of 5 asks before they wear off Violence Guidelines Asks involving violence against characters must not include graphic/excessive violence, torture, or anything overly detailed and disturbing; Any asks including these things will not be answered. Certain characters are open to receiving violence related asks due to it being a part of their story or personality. These submissions are allowed but excessive or overly graphic depictions will still be rejected. There characters are : .... No Spam Spam is defined as sending irrelevant, off-topic, inappropriate, or identical messages in bulk to the ask box. However, you’re welcome to send multiple asks as long as each is unique. Rule Updates We are allowed to change and update rules at our desecration.

Content Notice and Disclaimer This blog explores a variety of mature themes that may not be suitable for all audiences. While some content may appear lighthearted due to the art styles used, this blog is intended for a mature audience and includes the following topics:

Blood, death, and violence

Mentions of child abuse, neglect, and experimentation

Alcoholism and drug abuse

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Tagging All posts will be tagged appropriately (ex. #🔞blood, #🔞death, #🔞child abuse, #🔞mental health).

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NONE YET, CHECK BACK LATER!!

[kusanagionthetelevi]

red alert! new project sekai rp blog!

as you make your way through the vast spectrum that is project sekai roleplay blogs, you find yourself running into...

...a television?

what's that doing here?

you attempt waving at it, but as you move closer, you notice the confusion in their face as they try to process everything that had just happened, to no avail.

a dialogue box suddenly appears from the screen...

[alt text: an animated gif of a custom mint-themed earthbound dialogue box that reads: wha.. what am i doing here… /end id]

(ooc intro under the cut)

hi there! i'm no one's favorite inazuma eleven fan @nanairomelette! i made this sideblog as a sorry excuse to overuse the earthbound text labs site because it's beautiful. sorry not sorry

general? info:

i prefer being called noa, but i use other names too :3 (allister, fei, j, sol)

i use the same pronouns i use for nene, as well as thou/🎲/nine/six pronouns !

basic dni (homophobes, transphobes, naz1s, ableists, racists, etc) and anti mogai or neopronouns. also if you sexualize any of the pjsk characters you WILL be blocked on sight. this excludes some of the npcs and kaimeiluka as they're all of age but i will likely avoid interacting with you since i'm a minor

speaking of sexualization, please don't send anything suggestive in the askbox! nene is a minor, and so am i.

this is generally a self indulgent blog so expect a lot of headcanons. one of those hcs are he/they/six/waltz nene so just a heads up i guess

although this is less important, i'd like to note that i also hc nene as a genderfluid transmasc aroace lesbian :]

oh ANF ANFD AND. i will also use pronoun hcs for other project sekai characters and i'll make a masterlist when i feel like it.

even then, i'll use the pronouns you use for the character you're roleplaying as when the time comes that we interact!

also i already have this in my description but i'd like to add a trigger warning for unreality as this is a roleplay blog, as well as an obligatory no this account is in no way officially affiliated with sega nor colorful palette!

and since i'm using gifs (image format) as a means to communicate, i'll do my best to maximize alt texts on this blog. feel free to criticize me if i'm missing out or pointing out too many details in my alt texts!

i might not be too active on this account as 1. my current sp/in is inazuma eleven so i don't really dwell much on pjsk anymore 2. school is stressing me the hell out

also i have a few negative experiences with roleplaying and i'm a bit scared of interacting with strangers so please bare with me

some stuff i think you should know:

this is basically an au where for whatever reason, rui's inventions accidentally get nene stuck inside a damn old television. as of late, she has not found a way to get him out of there

that's like. the main premise if we're talking about nene, however i haven't really decided the rest. i'm thinking the main plot would include project sekai characters inside random things (ie. miku inside your washing machine)

feel free to add more to this mess of an au, i'm open to anything, just shoot me an ask either here or on my main account!

tag masterlist:

#nene live broadcasting -> text? posts #live nene reaction -> in-character reblogs #nene rebroadcasting -> in-character self-reblogs #dial KUS4N4G1-N3N3-720-06 -> asks #sol live broadcasting -> ooc/mod posts/reblogs (includes self-reblogs)

to conclude this post, i'd like to link the project sekai rp blog masterlist down below! nice to meet you all, and let's have fun!

[bleachxmasterlist]

FOR @mindinmuken​.

Ren is absolutely one of the most original and well-thought out characters I have run across in the entirety of this fandom. I’ve been writing in the Bleach RPC since the release of the manga in America in 2006, and as a result, I’ve run across literally hundreds of interpretations of the series brought through OC’s, and none of them were ever quite-so-intriguing as this oridinary shinigami. Add to it the fact that when faced with a question to rival the integrity of her own OC’s bewildering circumstances in Muken, I was pleased to find that she had an answer that–to me–seemed logical and fathomable. I’ve told her before that when I first saw her following me, I didn’t know what to think, but I was curious ultimately anyway. Hogyoku–of course–was not so keen, but boy was Ren persistent in all the right ways. That’s just Ren-chan, though. What about all the other muses Ren-mun has on her blog, though? Aizen-sama? Tokinada, even~? Kyoka Suigetsu~? So on, so forth–it doesn’t matter who that lady picks up, she’s going to write that muse and do her homework to the letter, and I definitely admire her for that. It’s always a pleasure to receive her meta, and to be the recipient of her trust and meta-sharing at 3:00 AM when we should definitely both be sleeping. She makes me laugh, she listens, and she gives a damn about a lot of people. Kudos to this mature little rookie and her not-so-amateur writing style, vocabulary, insight, and willingness. Keep doing you, Ren. Keep that Mind in Muken.

by @sphaeraa​

[strawbxrryneptune]

Level one

Word count: 10k

Cw: pretty tame, just slight descriptions of a dick, play fighting, mentions of almost dying.

This fic and the fics following will contain monster fucking, cucking and threesomes!! If you are not comfortable, try out some of my other works, but if you wish to proceed, remember, sharing is caring.

@miggiisdumb

Next~♡

♡♡

Being a princess was always portrayed as this lush, lavish life. Spoiled rotten with goodies and suitors on you left and right. Everyone respects you, maybe even fears you, and you don't have to worry about a thing cause you have your guards and your secure little tower.

Only one of those things applied to you. The people of the Mushroom kingdom adored you, sending you gifts and bringing their cute little families to meet you. You had moved out of the actual palace ages ago, deciding to reside in a cute little cottage hidden deep in the woods. 

You had some bodyguards, but you kind of doubted their abilities in warding off monsters. You didn't mind fighting by the side though, it built up your strength and courage. 

You knew that you alone were pretty strong, and so were your guards, but it still confused you how you barely got bothered. Occasionally you would hear a growl or roar in the distance, but it was quickly cut off and you would go about your business. 

You finally found out what was keeping the monsters at bay when you ventured out into the forest alone, not wanting to wake up your bodyguard since you were just getting berries.

You had managed to fill up your basket and make it halfway back before you felt a rush of air behind you, only getting a second to blink before you were sent flying, hot breath and saliva tickling your neck and cheek.

You kick and scream, arms flailing when the creature pushes your head down into the dirt.

You start to weaken as your vision swims, struggling to breathe. You go limp, letting out choked sobs when the creature is suddenly ripped off of you. You hear shuffling and roaring, and then the forest goes silent for a moment before coming back to life, birds chirping and wind blowing as you feel someone touch your arm gently. 

You hear a smooth, low voice fussing over you, the stranger lifting you up and assisting you back to the cottage. You try to turn to see their face, but all you can make out is a bright red hat, dark red hair and pretty lips before they're turning you back around.

When you make it to the cottage, you try to once again turn to thank the person, but they're already gone. About to head back inside, you see a bright red object laying on the ground. When you get closer, you realize it's the strangers hat, soft and big with a K patched into it.

You gasped, realizing who exactly this man was.

You came from a long line of royalty, your mother being Queen Star and your sister being Princess Peach. When you were kids, your mother would tell you of an Italian family who were so kind and brave, always looking to serve and expecting nothing in return.

For your mother, it was a man named Papa Mario, and for Peach it was Mario Jr. And Luigi. Around the time you were born, they also were welcoming a baby into the world, and you have fuzzy memories of a little boy with sharp teeth and red hair vowing to protect you even when you were in diapers.

Snapping back to reality, you scurry back inside and throw on a more casual outfit, still in a dress but with more room to move, slipping on some boots and stuffing the hat in your bag.

You take the path down to town, chatting with the residents along the way until you arrive at the Mario Bros Tavern. 

You step inside, greeting everyone and making your way over to the counter, seeing who you assume is the brother, dressed in all green. His name tag reads "Izuku", and you smile at him when he looks your way. 

"Hi, Princess!! What brings you here?"

You dig in your bag and take out the plush hat, holding it in front of you.

"I- Uh…. I found this in the woods, I was jus' wondering if the owner of it was here?"

Izuku lets out a soft, 'oh', and holds a finger up to you to signal you to wait. He disappears into the back room and when he comes back you suddenly wish you were dressed better.

In the forest all you could see what that your "hero" was wearing overalls and red. You didn't pick up on the fact that he was probably almost 7 feet tall, buff and solid with pretty, full lips and a sharp smile, cute spiky hat hair which a deeper shade of red then his clothes, which fit him so perfect it was like he just stepped out of a clothes factory. 

When you met eyes, the stranger gave you a sheepish smile, stepping up to the counter and gently taking the hat from your now trembling hands. 

"Gee, thanks for bringing this back, Prn'cess. I hadn't even realized I lost it."

You search for words, feeling your cheeks heat up when his smile widens, big veiny hands reaching out to shut your mouth, which fell right back open at the feel of his hands on your face.

"I'm, uh, I'm also here to thank you for saving me today…"

"Kiri."

"Kiri. Thank you, Kiri."

He smiles a toothy smile, giving you a silly bow. You giggle, your heart swelling with affection as you realize you could get used to this.

"As a token of my appreciation, I'm taking you on a date in two days, up by the waterfalls."

The red head blinks in surprise before his smile returns, pink coloring his cheeks as he mods vigorously.

"I'll see you then, Princess!!"

♡♡

You trudged through the forest, cursing yourself for putting off your carriage repair. The trail was under construction, so you had to walk you way through the bushes towards the waterfall. 

At least you weren't wearing a formal dress. You were just wearing a simple skirt and a top, some boots and a picnic basket in your hand.

As you stumble along, you start to hear the roaring of the waterfall, but laced within you hear growls and grunts, followed by a shout that sounded all too familiar.

Kirishima.

You pick up speed and come to a clearing, stepping back slightly in shock. 

In front of you is one of the legendary Bowser men, powerful and downright terrifying. They had a tendency to go after princesses, which was the main reason the Mario brothers protected your family. 

This Bowser was the new heir, Bakugou. He didn't have red hair like his father, his was an ash blonde, and his shell was a slightly darker green. He was taller too, looked about 6'9 from where you were standing, but he towered over Kirishima so you figured he was over 7 feet. He was actually kind of attractive, which surprised you given how his dad looked.

Kirishima has him in a headlock, both of them grunting and growling and you would be lying if the sight wasn't hot, but you shook the feeling off and silently marched over to the two, wanting to "save" the red head like he had for you for the longest time. 

Taking a deep breath, you launched yourself on the Blonde's shell with a shout, quickly realizing how stupid this "plan" was when you could barely hold on, being so small compared to him that when he stood up and reached behind him, he could just pluck you up like a bug, holding by the back of your shirt in a big hand. 

"What happened Bakubro? Why'd you stop-y/n?"

"Well well well, wha d'we have here? Is this the pretty little prn'cess yer were telling me about, Kiri?"

You gulp harshly, not even out of fear anymore now that you realized that they were play fighting, and that they know each other. 

No, you were nervous because Bakugou was hot. Sharp canines digging into his bottom as he watched you dangle in his palm, spiky hair leading down to a bushy mullet, bulging muscles and thick thighs hidden by a ratty loin cloth, blonde happy trail-did something just twitch?

You swiftly look back up, looking into knowing vermillion eyes as he licks his lips and shoots you a smirk, his eyes dark and cheeks slightly flushed. When you feel a slight breeze and begin to rock, you realize that hes still holding you. Up in the air. With one hand. 

This is not doing anything good to your manhandling kink. You can already feel your panties start to get sticky as he gently sets you back down, standing straight back up.

You're now level with his veiny thighs, hands starting to tremble from how guilty and horny you feel. The guy you asked out on a date is right there!! Speaking of, you glance at Kiri and he's already looking at youz something dark gleaming within his eyes but quickly hidden when you meet gazes, rushing forward to trap you in a crushing hug, big hands running up your sides.

You blush as you pull back, about to ask if he wants to get going when he jogs back over to Bakugou, who's eyes haven't left you, and tackles him onto the ground, putting him in a chokehold.

You would be pissed, you planned a picnic and its getting dark, the bugs coming out and the air getting sticky but they look so good like that, muscle on muscle, and Bakugou keeps letting out snarls and growls that go straight to your cunt, slicking up your panties as you think about those big, clawed hands your skirt up and plugging you up with his big dick.

You stop mid thought as you remember what they taught you in Princess survival school, in the monster course. Bowsers can smell really really well. Which means Bakugou….could probably smell you right now. 

You look up at him and let out a breath of relief when you see he's still distracted by the Kirishima, writhing to try and get away from the his grip on his neck. With a sharp movement from the blonde, his loin cloth flutters to the side momentarily and flashes you a peak of his really, really fat cock. You almost pass out from how fast blood rushes to your head when you see so many veins and bumps, and he's obviously not even hard. 

All of a sudden, Bakugou takes a deep breath, preparing to let out a roar to startle Kirishima into letting him go, and chokes on air, gasp getting caught in his throat. Kiri is none the wiser, laughing and joking behind him about how hes strongest, but Bakugou isn't paying attention, eyes blown wide and rolled in his head as his tongue slightly lolls out of his mouth, as if to taste what he's smelling.

To taste you. 

His head rolls to the side, eyes trained on the clench of your thighs and flush of your body, and it make his hips jump, red irises locking onto you as drool spills out of his open mouth. 

Kirishima realized how quiet he is, and attempts to peak over and see if he's okay but Bakugou roughly shoulders him off and stomps away into the trees, leaving you dazed and Kirishima confused. 

"That was weird."

[unholyplumpprincess]

Stress Relief

For someone on Twitter who requested a lil Voidstrike :D and who am I if not indulgent in them

Summary: Wraith has been working herself too hard trying to find the answers of her life she knows so little of. Anita is tired of seeing her work herself to the point of tears and anxiety and decides to help her favorite girl out.Or! In which Anita takes it into her own hands to absolutely render Wraith's mind into mush so she stops thinking so much.

Ao3 link: Here

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Fandom: Apex Legends

Relationship: Bangalore x Wraith - Voidstrike

Warnings:R18+/NSFT, Wraith has piercings/body mods, Anita is a service top as she deserves, Otherwise p tame for smth horny!

Words: 1.4k

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“None of it is clear! Not even the birthdays add up- o-or even the names! What if I’m not right on this? What if- what if I’m tracing the wrong person? And it’s me- but not me? What if I-I just can’t-”   

“Settle down, kitty. You’ve been at this for three hours, you’re gonna get yourself overwhelmed. Take a break, you’ve been workin’ too hard, beautiful.”   

Anita’s voice is a soothing break in the confines of Wraith’s loud mind. Everyone is too loud, theories running around, too many names being shouted- what was right, what was wrong. What could be false information, what could be right.  

Frustratedly, Wraith stares at the documents in front of her.  

~Rest under the cut~

The documents are scattered on the table, messy scribbles on a journal and one already closed beside her- full of notes on the pages, front and back. Wraith has been gnawing on her bottom lip, pinching the plump flesh between her teeth and surely close to drawing blood from how flushed it is.  

It- it should be right here. It’s staring her in the face, she just knows it. If she could just get everybody to settle down and stop talking all at once-   

“Hey,” Anita’s voice once again cuts through her inner mantra. Her tone is full of command, solid with no room for argument. It makes Wraith’s eyes snap up, milky white starting to drown into icy blue as the voices begin to settle down. “Don’t think I asked you if you wanted to take a break. I said take a break. C’mere.”   

Anita’s tone is final. Her look even more so, peering over her arm that’s thrown over the couch where she’s sat. Her other hand has a bottle in it, sipping on her taste of drink and providing Wraith company for the day. 

Anita had her own share of documents in front of her, highlights and little red notes scribbled with questions or comparisons. Her own table is pristine, carefully laid out thoughts in comparison to Wraith's mess on the table.  

Helping, Wraith reminds herself. She wasn’t alone.   

Her breath is shaky, over stimulation clouding her better judgement. But...Anita was right- not that Wraith would admit that out loud and fuel her ego.   

With finality, she moves from the kitchen table and slowly crosses the threshold into the living room. Her footsteps are soft, watching Anita watch her with a small furrow to her brow as she looks Wraith down then up to catch her gaze. 

There are no words exchanged as Anita sets down her drink, opening her arms and shifting her open legs to be a bit more closed. Wraith doesn’t need to speak either, slowly climbing into her girlfriend’s lap and settling her arms around Anita’s shoulders. Just as Anita’s arms encircle around her waist, one hand on the back of her head and encouraging Wraith to bury into her neck with another on her lower back.  

Fingers gently dip beneath Wraith’s hoodie to brush warm fingers against icy cold skin. It makes Wraith sigh as her body eases its tensions all at once, inhaling Anita's spicy scent and taking note of the cologne on her. The same breath exhales from her just as easy, easing her muscles. 

Anita hums against her gently, resting her cheek on Wraith's head as her hands slide under her girlfriend's hoodie. Her fingers trace over Wraith's back, sliding up then down nice and easy until Wraith's breath has calmed.  

Everything is quiet save for Anita's breathing and the slow steady sound of her heart. Wraith appreciates the comfort, quietly showing it by pressing soft kisses to Anita's neck.  

"Mmh, watch it, baby. You know I'm sensitive." Anita sighs out, gently trying to readjust Wraith and clearly expecting her to do the same. But when Wraith hums softly, nipping at her neck, she knows she has Anita right where she wants her when Anita moans.  

"I know." Wraith murmurs matter-of-factly, adjusting her stance in Anita's lap to make it more pointed how her thighs splay on either side of hers.  

"Could distract you," Anita relents with her tone playful as if she's pondering it. Even as her hands slide down into the loose lounge pants on Wraith's waist, sliding down to get a handful of her plentiful ass. Anita pulls Wraith against her in a harsh grind, causing the smaller of the two to gasp. "Could take care of you. You've been workin' too hard as is.  

Wraith sighs shakily, feeling how Anita's hand slides further down, brushing fingertips under Wraith to slip under her panties. Normally Wraith liked playing cat and mouse, toying and teasing until Anita was at her limit. But she can’t today.  

Wraith’s whisper is gentle, hardly above a breath as it breathes from her. A simply, tiny, "Please-"  

"For you, baby? I'd do anything."  

--  

Wraith finds herself sobbing on her back before she can even blink. Now in her bedroom, lying on her back with her fingers fisted into the sheets- not knowing whether to settle there or Anita’s curls. Her back is arched, lips parted and hair a mess around her as Anita lies between her legs with messy, wet sounds coming from her. Licking, suckling, moaning into Wraith's pussy with her arms hooked under her thighs.  

Anita has pushed Wraith into a half-folded style, baring her pussy to its fullest so she can torture her clit. Sometimes dipping her tongue inside of her just to moan and making Wraith cry out with a squirm. 

Wraith has cum at least three times already, sweat building on her forehead and making the rest of her skin shiny with a heavenly glow. All of her clothing save for her hoodie has been tossed off, her hoodie tugged up above her heavy, pierced breasts. Something that Anita pays attention to by sliding her hands up to give them a squeeze when her lips focus on suckling Wraith's clit.  

"G-God, 'Nita-" Wraith sobs out, her body trembling as her back arches. She can feel the rubber band in her lower abdomen threatening to snap again, making her strain with an arch of her back. Her voice trembles in a cry, slamming her hands down to the bed to curl her fingers tight into the sheets. 

Anita doesn't even acknowledge her save for a low hum of approval. One of her hands squeezing her breast moving so she can slide her calloused thumb over Wraith's pierced nipple, gingerly pinching and tugging it. Just as her other hand splays across Wraith's lower abdomen, applying light pressure to keep her pinned down. 

It's enough. Forcing another orgasm from Wraith's trembling form. Her moan is loud, one of her hands coming up to grab her own hair to steady herself as sobs wrack her frame. Her breathing is heavy, hard, everything in her mind being reduced to nothing but mush. 

Anita doesn't even stop. Her tongue only pauses for a moment, splayed out underneath Wraith's throbbing clit to feel how the engorged little thing presses to her tongue. Her eyes are near pitch black as she looks up at Wraith, taking in every inch of her greedily. 

When Wraith finally catches her breath, Anita's hands slide down her form. Two fingers sliding through her slick to gather lubrication before slipping them into Wraith who quickly whimpers, her head falling back weakly. 

"Come on, d-don't you think this is a little exces-- ah!" Wraith is cut off once more by Anita curling her fingers just right inside of her. Followed by her blowing air lightly over Wraith's flushed clit to make her jump and squeeze down on her fingers. 

"Excessive, huh?" Anita practically purrs out, her voice thick and hoarse from her own arousal. Pleased by pleasing Wraith. "What's excessive is how much you think. Relax. Let me handle tonight, okay?" 

Wraith's breath shudders when Anita moves, bending Wraith in half as she pulls herself up to her knees. Keeping one arm braced on the back of her knees to begin thrusting her fingers into Wraith as if she was fucking her. Punctuated by how Anita leans in, her lips brushing over Wraith's parted ones that gasp against her helplessly. 

"Like I always tell you. I got you." It's whispered in a gravel tone against Wraith's lips before she captures them to swallow Wraith's cries. 

Wraith would hand it to Anita later. She sure did know how to keep a girl's head clear.

[simkhira]

I Have 300+ Gameplay Mods?! & Yes, They All Work Together...

Yes, you read that correctly. I have over 300 gameplay mods / overrides in my game. 340 to be exact. & Yes, they all work just fine together. By that I mean hardly any last exceptions / errors. So if you are looking for ways to spice up your game - here you go, sis:

⭐ = my ultimate faves

PLEASE SEE ALL 300+ LINKS ON YOUR MOBILE DEVICE! desktop tumblr won’t let us be great.

BIG DISCLAIMER: Use these mods at your own risk! Just because all 300+ of these mods work for me, does not mean they will work for you. ALSO - when patch day comes, do not refer to this list for the most up-to-date versions of mods… I will only be updating this list when I feel like I need to.

O K A Y

let’s start with... the basics:

MC Command Center ⭐

UI Cheats Extension ⭐

More Columns in CAS ⭐

No Mosaic ⭐

CAS Background

CAS Blob Remover

CAS Immersive Lighting

CAS Tidy Accessories + Details

New Loading Screens

Cube Map Remover ⭐

Into the Light (Lighting Mod)

Out of the Dark (Lighting Mod)

Twinkle Toes (Lighting Mod)

No Fade on Sims and Objects

Build/Buy Camera (Tab Mode) ⭐

Lot Trait Effects Hider

Smaller Plumbob ⭐

& then you need... realistic socialization:

Chat Pack ⭐

Whim Overhaul ⭐

Meaningful Stories ⭐

Personality Please

Better Elders

More Face to Face Conversation

Call Over Sims (Higher Distance)

Call Anytime + Chat Longer on the Phone

Unlisted Phone Numbers ⭐

Low Fun is Boring

Family Matters (Share Big News with Family Members)

Share More News ⭐

Congratulate More

Ask What Happened More

Conversation Tweaks

Chat Standing Still

No Stand Up to Greet

No Rude Intro Animation

No Flirty Animation

Apology Fix (Don’t Apologize if Your’re the Victim)

Angry Walk-style Only When VERY Angry

Less Intrusive Conversations

NPC’s Get Out of My Convo

Autonomous Parenthood Social Interactions

Autonomous Social Interactions

Reduced Idle Chatting

Know Your Coworkers / Classmates ⭐

More Away Actions

More Social Activities

Spend Weekend With

Teach Me the Rumbaism

now let’s talk about... realistic romance:

Chemistry System ⭐

Pillow Talk After Woohoo ⭐

No Shy First Kiss

No Woohoo Dance

Shower Woohoo Tweaks

No Romance for Family

Restricted Romance Interactions

Less Jealousy

Simda Dating App

Can I Come Over?

Date Night Event

Movie Night Event

Set Family Relationships ⭐

Set Extended Family Relationships ⭐

Bathroom Privacy Tweak

Bridal Shower Event

Bachelor(ette) Party Event

Auto Engagement / Wedding Ring ⭐

Vacation Weddings

Sit at Weddings

Better Wedding Presents ⭐

Honeymoon Event

Buy More Gifts from Phone

Ask for Romantic Massage

Realistic Divorce ⭐

Traumatic Divorce for Children

Improved Relationships

No Restaurant Bill When Invited ⭐

Faster Cooking at Restaurants ⭐

Better Food Quality at Restaurants

Finish Eating in Restaurants

Restaurant Guests Overhaul

Restaurant Sit Tweak

(can y’all tell that restaurants annoy me? lmao)

first comes love, then comes... pregnancy / toddler / kids / fur babies:

Ages Behavior Tweaks

Toddlers Spawn at Parks (with Parents)

More Children at Beaches

Pregnancy Overhaul

Rub Your Baby Bump (Small Pregnancy Overhaul)

Determine Baby’s Gender for All ⭐

Ultrasound Scans ⭐

Baby Shower Event

Amazing Birth (Rave About Your Delivery)

Advanced Birth Certificate ⭐

Sibling Care Tweaks

Make Less / Clean Less Mess

Auto Brush Teeth After Puking

Auto Put Activity Crafts into Inventory

Allow Toddlers to go to Services

No Call Out of High Chair

Toddler Power Nap

Better Toddler Milk

Better + Younger Nanny

Call a Babysitter ⭐

Call a Dog Walker

Shorter Dog Walks

Dog Walkers in Other Worlds

Scold All Pets

Sell Grown Up Pets

Pet Food Serving Overhaul

More Efficient Pet Brushing

Kids Can Walk Dogs

Kids Can Order Espresso

Kids Can Ride Bikes

Kids Have More Phone Interactions

Kids Can Cook

Kids Can Do Retail

Kids Can Garden

Kids Can Make Flower Arrangements

Kids Can Make Robots

Kids Can Workout

Kids Can Do Spa Activities

Kids Can Play Guitars

Kids Can Play Ping Pong

Birthday Anytime

Let Friends Age Up ⭐

No Auto Put Away Toys

No Auto Put Away Pet Toys

No Puddles Under Tubs (Toddler Bath)

Has to Pee Walk-style for Kids Only

Better Homework ⭐

Better Grade School ⭐

Better High School ⭐

Preschool for Toddlers ⭐

School Projects are Fun

More School Holidays

25 School Vacation Days

Prom Night Event ⭐

Sleepover Event

Pizza Party Event

Field Trip Event

Family Reunion Event

Pool Party Event

speaking of school... university:

Less Credits for Degree ⭐

University Costs More ⭐

University Holidays Fixed

Higher Scholarships ⭐

Rejection Letter

Harder Distinguished Degree Acceptance ⭐

Degree Required for Promotions

Faster Run to University Class

Teens Jump to University

Choose Your Helmet

Choose Your Roommates ⭐

Roommate Age-Checks

Roommate Significant Other Fix

Roommates No Random Outfit Changing

Roommates No Random Item Spawning in Dorms

Roommates No Spawning Meals

Roommates No Trash

Roommates Sleep All Night

Roommates Less Music

College Org Members Are Uni Students

Faster University Homework ⭐

Faster Tutoring Class

Copy Graduation Photos and Diploma

No Bad Microwave Buffs

No Ghosts on Campus

Sports Fixes

Game Day Event

Graduation Party Event

once you graduate... careers & aspirations:

Plan Career Outfit

Better Work Actions

Enlist in War ⭐

Live in Business

Faster Retail Actions

Faster Record / Edit Videos on Video Station⭐

Higher Acting Gig Payouts & Royalties ⭐

More Realistic Overmax Pay ⭐

Higher Payments for Paintings ⭐

Higher Royalties for Apps/Games ⭐

Higher Royalties for DJ Mixing ⭐

Higher Royalties for Lifestyle Brands ⭐

Higher Royalties for Song Lyrics ⭐

Higher Royalties for Music ⭐

Freelancer Edits are More Successful

Sketchpad No Fees

Campaign Rally Event

Visible Political Position

Watch Political Speeches at Podium

Retirement Party Event

The University Aspiration Pack ⭐

Accomplished Lady Aspiration

Family Aspiration

Grow Up Aspiration

Teacher’s Pet Aspiration

Knowledge Aspiration

Retirement Aspiration

Romance Aspiration

Famous Pastry Chef Aspiration

Twilight Years Aspiration

All-Rounder Aspiration

Programming Genius Aspiration

Travel and Culture Aspiration

Wellness Aspiration

9 to 5 Career Pack ⭐

Night Shift Career Pack ⭐

Part Time Career Pack ⭐

Fitness Career

Health and Beauty Career

Modeling Career

Journalism Career (Adult + Teen)

Trust Fund Career (Adult + Teen)

Welfare Recipient (Adult + Teen)

Saturday Jobs (Teens)

Oceanography Career (Teens)

Private Tutoring Career (Teens)

All Freelancer Careers (Teens)

Tutor (Odd Job)

Woohoo (Odd Job) - lmao

Art Show Event

hahaha... adulting sucks:

Basemental Alcohol ⭐

Happy Hour Event

SNB Realistic Bills ⭐

SNB Banking

Invest in Stocks

Lowered Thermostat Bills

Instant Thermostat ⭐

Auto Wrinkles for Adults

Life Decider 

House Warming Party (No More Fruitcake)

Door Knock Notification ⭐

Island Events Notifications ⭐

No Strangers Knocking at Your Door

Quick Showers / Baths ⭐

Shower + Bladder Reliever (don’t judge me)

Power Nap ⭐

Sleep All Night

Smarter Robot Vacuum

Functional Tide Pods

Clean Your Bedsheets

Auto Put Away Clothes

Auto Start/Dry Clothes

Laundry on Community Lots Costs

No Idle Laundry Animations / Sparkles

Don’t Prep Food Where You Angry Poop ⭐

Don’t Wash Dishes Where You Angry Poop ⭐

Eco Dishwasher

Faster Cooking ⭐

No Auto Set the Table

Ask to Cook, Bake, Grill

BBQ Event

Custom Food + Recipe’s ⭐

Custom Drinks + Recipe’s ⭐

Grannie’s Old Cookbook + Recipe’s ⭐

Bake Cupcakes in Oven

Coolers are Cooling

Advanced Fishing ⭐

Fishing Trip Event

Fish for Crabs, Lobster, & Shrimp

More Seafood Servings

More Snacks in Fridge

More Food at the Bar

More Food in the Cafe

Flea Market Every Sunday

Get to Church

just in case you... get famous:

No Fame Decay ⭐

Celebrities Never Reject Fans

Celebrities are Quarantined in Del Sol Valley ⭐

Get Famous Award Overhaul

Less Celebrity Reactions

Famous Sims Gain Followers Automatically

More Follower’s Resolution for Everyone

Free Staff (Chef, Barista, Bartender, etc.) ⭐

Gardeners and Maids on Weekends

Red Carpet Event

whatever you are... just be happy and healthy:

Fitness Controls ⭐

Balanced Calories ⭐

Go for a Walk

Hiking Increases Herbalism Skill

Power Workouts

Athletic Outfit in Winter ⭐

Healthy Drinks

Improved Meditation Stool

Improved Spa Day Tablet

Improved Yoga Mat ⭐

Craftable Pottery

Less Elder Exhaustion

Less Sickness

Longer Basketball Games

More Fun Stuff

Online Gaming with Headsets

and I can’t forget these... more gameplay mods:

NPC Controller ⭐

Improved Autonomy

Simulation Lag Fix

Simulation Timeline Unclogger

Improved Autonomy During Loading Screens ⭐

No Empty Venues When Arriving ⭐

No Temperature Deaths ⭐

No Death from Murphy Bed

No React to Stranger’s Death

Realistic Death (Mortem) ⭐

Memorial Event

Freezing Sims Don’t Turn Blue ⭐

More Club / Holiday Icons

Make Hidden Holiday Traditions Selectable

Random Holiday Traditions

Wellness Traditions

More Holiday Icons

Less Rain More Sun

Less Snow More Sun

Summer Blow-Out Event

Christmas Eve Event

New Year’s Eve Bash Event

No Ugly Rain Outfits

More Umbrella Variations in World

Open Umbrella on Rainy Days Only

No More Broken Umbrellas

Destroy Leaf Piles ⭐

Dress Code Lot Trait

Gender and More Lot Trait

Preferences Lot Trait

Add Sims to Groups During Events

No Auto Club Gathering ⭐

Flower Arrangements Slower Decay

Take Photo Overhaul (Moschino Stuff) ⭐

Snorkel Everywhere

Don’t Turn NPC’s into Spellcasters

No Role Outfits for Sages

ROM Portal Only for Spellcasters

& you also need these... much-needed overrides:

More Sponge Colors

More Sippy Cup Colors

More Dog Leash Colors

White Ice Skates

Better Food Textures (All of Them) ⭐

Hidden Bassinet ⭐

iPhone X Phone Replacement

Playing Cards Replacement

Military Salute Overhaul

Small Saucer Light ⭐

Working Medicine Cabinet ⭐

Working Alarm Clocks ⭐

Realistic Fighting Animation 

Oasis Springs + Island Living Palm Trees ⭐

special thank you to all of the wonderful mod creators! seriously, I could not play this game without you guys... (no, really.) There are way too many of you guys to name without missing someone... so if you reblog this, all I ask is that you please tag your favorite modders! (& maybe even add your favorite mods?)

[fictionandtheatre]

Coming soon to Ao3 via the Uhura Bang (@theuhurabang)

[Image description: A promo banner for the Uhura Bang 2021 challenge. The background is purple and blue space nebulas, with red and yellow shading. There is a small drawing of Nyota Uhura in her red uniform in front of a purple Starfleet insignia on the upper right side. The white text reads: The Uhura Bang 2021 Presents: Speaking From the Heart. Author: williamspockspeare, Artist: Im_not_creative_with_names. On July 3”. End of ID]

Speaking From the Heart

Author: @fictionandtheatre

Artist: @ spacecat_scribbles on instagram

Posting Date: July 3rd, 2021

Rating: T

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply.

Genre/Tags: TOS. Chahura (Christine Chapel/Nyota Uhura). Hurt/comfort. Angst with a happy ending. Aliens. Lesbians fluff. Found family dynamics.

Summary: When a group of aliens put Nyota Uhura’s communication ability to the test, she quickly realizes she must reveal things about herself she’s never told anyone before. Will Nyota be able to share her heart with her crew – or are there some things too difficult to speak aloud? 

Preview:

Suddenly, everyone on the Bridge slammed their hands over their ears. A horrible sound blared from all corners, and yet from nowhere at all.

Nyota shut her eyes. Oh, the sound was so loud, so overwhelming! It felt like it was coming from inside her head, blasting a hole through her skull. She couldn’t even figure out what it was saying, it was so thick, like a fog.  

Wait. It was…saying something?

She felt light-headed, and the sound still pounded against her ears. But it was no longer just a wall of indefinable nothing.

No. It was…

Words.

Slowly, Nyota opened her eyes.

She was no longer on the Enterprise. The room, if it was a room at all, was white, featureless. It was like sitting in an empty void; although she realized with a start that her chair had transported with her.

Words.

All around her, there were just… words. She could see them. Large, colourful words, painting over white space. Some yellow, some purple, pink, blue, red, moving in large swooping cursive, others in tiny detailed font, and more in between.

But they weren’t physical words. That is, they weren’t written on the walls, or hanging from the ceiling. No, they didn’t look two-dimensional, and yet… not exactly three-dimensional either.

Two point five dimensional?

Whatever they were, they were certainly there. And, she realized with a start, they were the same words being said aloud.

What are these mysterious words - and what do they want with Nyota? Find out on July 3rd!

Many thanks to my wonderful artist spacecat_scribbles who drew the banner above, and 5 more incredible pieces, one for every chapter! Seriously could not be happier with our collaboration. And thanks to the Uhura Bang mods for making all of this possible!