#alls fair in love and meme theft

[gay-pippin]

[ru5t]

FIRST IMPRESSIONS MEME A meme for first meetings and introduction threads, or a ‘What you will notice about my muse’ cheat sheet. Copy from template meme: x , don’t reblog. 

GENERAL APPEARANCE

Sex: Feminine. Notes: afab and has never encountered a reason not to just go with that, though really she doesn't strongly feel pressed about presenting as any particular gender, like. She's Tech. It's sort of a non-thought? Gender is a performance and she is the show's tech crew.

Race: Caucasian

Complexion: Fair and freckled; holds a little color, but even now she's more likely to freckle further (or even burn) than tan very deeply. Pale girl struggles. (At least she's not as pale as Vi-)

Height: 5'2"

Build Type: Slight. Other / More Details: In terms of physical development, she fell behind in her preteen years for a variety of reasons (but mostly because of interference/side effects) and never caught up or reached her full potential. She's not frail, but she'll never be particularly strong, and she struggles to put on any mass, muscle or otherwise (also for many reasons but mainly because of that interruption in her growing years.)

Hair: Varies a little from a shorter bob (close to her chin) to kind of medium (touching her shoulders) with choppy layers and a slight wave texture Color: Naturally red; it was lighter when she was younger, almost more strawberry blonde, and got darker as she got older, into coppery, rusty shades. I tend to draw it orange because it suits her but I do technically think it has mostly been natural lately, because of her smuggling efforts/fake city identity. Style: She wears it up a lot to get work done, often putting it into a ponytail or sometimes a big jaw clip or with a hair stick. Lots of smaller clips for the many little flyaways. When not working she generally leaves it loose, because having it up for long periods tends to give her a headache or make her head tender

Eye color: Hazel Notes: Often described as curious, sharp, and/or seeing. A little wide-eyed vibes, too, sometimes.

Scars: Quite a lot of little ones, largely work-related (burns and cuts on her arms and hands) and from that whole survival thing. Some more notable ones include: one through her right eyebrow, one on her outer left arm, the Many on her outer left thigh, and the entry and exit wounds on her upper back and chest respectively. It's probably worth noting that before her reeducation she had different scars, including one through her bottom lip, which were 'scrubbed', so anyone who knew her before would probably note she looks different, even if they couldn't exactly place why.

FASHION

Fashion Style: A little tomboyish at times. She's got some clothes purely for functional reasons when dealing with bigger scale projects, and the rest of the time it's very... early thousands punk-y/grunge girl, spiky updos and all Notes: In terms of silhouette, think like Linds.ey Lo.han and her on-screen friends in Freaky Friday - actually kind of just early thousands Lindsey most of the time? Avril La.vigne(!). Early thousands P!nk a little bit. Whichever of those Mary-Kat.e n Ash.l.ey movies is the one where they have this vibe.

Typical Clothing: More fitted tops, t-shirts and tanks, paired with looser bottoms that are usually cargo-pants in spirit if not literal application (pockets!!! a must-have.) Sometimes she has a jacket or secondary loose layer over top, sometimes she does not. It's not usually Noticeable with a capital N I don't think but there is a pattern/fact of her shirts never touching her neck- they either have some kind of dropped collar to begin with or she will alter it. She dabbles in clothing theft, but usually more for sleepwear than every day. Loves a good giant shirt for sleeping.

Color Palette: Maybe like.... orange, green, pink? A dash of teal and yellow? All over the place if we're honest. The more regular note is: stripes. She wears a lot of striped tops in particular- she's owned no less than three different orange striped shirts. Her pants, if only because she likes the cargo style, tend to be the more neutral part of her outfits, ranging around in khaki and dark greens, dark blues, grey- you know. Cargo pants colors. She's owned at least two pair of camouflage colored/patterned pants, one of which she cut into shorts at some point (and the second pair to replace the first lmao)

Jewelry & Piercings: Her ears are double pierced on the lobes; she tends to wear studs in the higher/second set, and likes dangly bright charm earrings in the lower/first set. She had a septum piercing at one point but I don't know if it's still there. She does not and will not wear necklaces (though may occasionally pull her goggles down and leave them there, while she's working. Mostly they go up on her head though.) She likes woven bracelets, and anything clicky-clacky (but not jingle-y) like wood and plastic. She picked up the habit of wearing 'bad luck beads' from a certain someone.

Tattoos: N/A

Other Information: Gloves! Fingerless. Sometimes practical but more often a fashion/cultural thing, the patterned useless kind. Headphones sometimes, and welding goggles of some kind, I haven't settled on a particular style. I'm still not sure I'm committed to the cat ear helmet, but. Potentially there is also the cat ear helmet sometimes (<- which would not be in that color but that is soooo the vibe, the energy, if she does have one)

EXPRESSION

General Facial Expression: Fluid and ever-changing, even when she's otherwise placid. It would be incredibly heart-on-her-sleeve if not for the fact that her expressions and moods don't match the way you'd expect. (In fact, it often counterintuitively serves to obscure what she's thinking; people generally have a hard time reading her expressions (and sometimes body language). More information does not always mean better clarity.)

Default Body Language: Much the same as her expressions, though a little more traditionally matched. Small for scared, fidgety for nervous, tall shoulders for angry. The problem is more that she doesn't really seem to have anywhere to settle. There is no default, only wherever she's at that day.

General Movements: Cautious and guarded. A hand-talker, though she's often known to keep herself strictly contained in unfamiliar settings— she's typically an incredibly high self-monitor, constantly aware of where she is in a space, how much of it she's taking up, if she's in the (apparent) way, how close people are to her, etc. etc. Thus, she gives off this sort of... tightly wound energy. Like she wants to go big, but won't commit. When at work on a project she's very nimble and clever, generally confident, almost a whole different vibe: she's great at tiny fiddly machines and wires.

NOTABLE FOR RP

Presence: In person, usually pretty innocuous. She's colorful yeah but in home setting that's the norm, so she doesn't generally stand out in a crowd. She mostly just wants her own space, but with her wandering expressions and habit of talking to herself and the occasional little tic, some people are put off and/or rude to her. She also... doesn't necessarily Miss social cues, but will fail to initiate them first, or the way people expect. She's just... a bit odd. Has some crazy currency. Over the transmitter she's an absolute menace and regularly antagonistic to anyone who gets on her nerves even a little.

Appearance: Always at least a little wild looking— her hair messy, her clothes crooked. She (accidentally) ends up with tears in the knees of her pants a lot. A little like... you know how people dress after they develop a personal style but before they get it in their head to be self-conscious about being "put-together"? It's kind of like that. There's an energy and a vibe just not necessarily a huge amount of polish — things she likes, rather than outfits she puts together for people to look at. Also, with all her workshopping and tendency to bump her elbows and scrape her knees ... a little bit spicy kitten feral. A dash of mad-scientist. Odd little bug.

Scent: Ignoring the obvious notes to be made about people in apocalyptic-esque settings (although I really think. Personal HC disclaimer or whatever but I think it's not that bad, broadly speaking. No-showers georg probably exists but... there is a city actively manufacturing things, and a thriving smuggling scene, and an entire trade system, and sort of prairie-culture more than apocalypse wasteland, you know? it's more about conserving the safe water than not having the access to the necessities, I think. Dry alternatives are probably popular. ANYWAY-) I think anything else noticeable might be... a little bit of a (good) cat-smell, because of how much time she spends with Glitch+how often he's sitting standing or laying on her.

Voice Description: Honestly I have never had a particular association other than knowing she talks fast.

Accent: (This was presented as a "yes/no" question and I am here to say: Everyone Has An Accent.) More information: There's a kind of... zones accent? That isn't formally plotted out but just sort of developed as we were writing. It involves lots of dropped consonants + some Spanish influence and rapid-fire sentences ft. all that slang. To me it's always seemed almost... American South in terms of vibe? But that might be a biased take on it. I don't know that it necessarily sounds that way, like with the same vowel placements, but it reads that way to me.

Speech Mannerisms: Sort of wobbles between some natural leanings and just a little bit of putting-on — she tends to exaggerate her 'zone accent' a little bit when she's feeling either superior or inferior or if she's just trying to make a Point of something. Naturally a chatterbox, though it might take her a bit to warm up (and sometimes she also goes entirely nonverbal). Time alone during years she should have been expanding her social skills led to her talking to herself out loud a lot, and sometimes she forgets people like to be able to respond. If she gets snapped at or fussed at specifically for talking a lot/too much she's incredibly likely to A) snap back and then B) become a lot more stiff and/or outright refuse to speak with a person anymore. Practices being brave about things she doesn't want to say by saying them AllinOneBreathWithNoSpaceAndVeryVeryQuickly

Anything else to add? People who think they have her figured out off a first impression and go on to try and predict and/or direct her behavior typically set off several alarms for her, and always fuck it up one way or another. This is largely lefftover from the way her mother treated her. I know what specifically sets it off, and how to avoid it but don't like to announce it because then people. try to Outwit it. and it annoys me.

[bropunzeling]

if you are still accepting submissions for the writing meme i would love a timestamp a few years after collide the spaces that divide us

-- secret anonymous maggie

of course, please have a time theft snippet, the best and most valuable of snippets:

"So," Matthew says, feet slung over Leon's thighs on the half-decent couch of the lake house they rented for a week. "Your contract's up next summer."

Leon grimaces at the TV, picture on the fritz. The place Matthew picked isn't on a popular lake -- good -- but that means the options for where to stay haven't exactly been updated for the 21st century.

It also means he can't avoid answering the question. "Yeah," he allows.

Matthew nods. One of his heels digs into Leon's thigh. "Do you know what you're gonna do?"

It feels like a cop-out to say he doesn't, but if he's honest, Leon's tried not to think that much about it, especially this last season. They'd had a decent run, a solid second half of the season. Thinking about what he wanted to do in a year or two would've been distracting from the present, from what they could do now.

Not that it mattered, since they crashed out in the second round when Seattle swept them. But.

"Why are you asking?" he settles for.

Matthew digs his heel in again, harder. "Because I have some calls scheduled with Craig next week, and I need to know what I'm telling him about what options I'm considering for next year."

That's -- fair enough. It's not like they had really talked about it, a few summers ago. Matthew's contract was up, but Leon's wasn't, so Matthew had ended up signing something short-term with a decent AAV. Even with everything settled between them, it didn't seem worth trying to risk more distance than they had to. The drive to Red Deer hasn't been so bad, all things considered.

But Leon's not stupid. He's noticed, the last year or so, the way Matthew's talked about the team, the system, the coach, the city. Even if Matthew won't say it in so many words, Leon has heard the itch to get out in every call.

"If it weren't for this," Leon says, resting one hand on Matthew's ankle, warmth shooting up his wrist, "where would you go?"

"But we have this," Matthew says, glancing at him.

Leon rolls his eyes. "It's a hypothetical."

Matthew rolls his eyes back. "I don't know." He pauses, closing his eyes. Flexes his legs slightly in Leon's hold. "East, I think. Closer to family." He laughs. "Somewhere warm."

Warm would be nice.

Maybe it should take longer for Leon to come to a conclusion. Maybe he should be more thoughtful about it. This would mean leaving Edmonton, after all. The team that's been a part of him for a decade. He doesn't know what it's like to play anywhere else, with anyone else. There's a part of him -- growing smaller by the year, but still there -- that wants to win in blue and orange.

But that window is closing, may already be shut. He's had a few years to try; it would be unfair to ask Matthew for more time to try.

And, when push comes to shove, Leon's tired of three hundred kilometers of distance. He's tired of a few games against, a few drives to Red Deer, squeezing every second out of the offseason. He wants, deeply and selfishly, to have Matthew's passes to his tape; Matthew's legs in his lap; Matthew's skin under his palms; Matthew's presence warm at the edges of his mind.

"You should pick some options," Leon says. "Ones with enough cap space for both of us."

Matthew's eyes crack open. "That might be tricky," he says slowly. "You're going to be expensive."

"So are you," Leon points out. "But -- I'd take a discount. If I had to."

"Yeah?" Matthew's tone is unreadable, but the warmth seeping through Leon's body isn't. "You wanna play with me?"

Leon thinks about making a joke, but can't manage it. "Yeah," he says. "I'd like that."

Matthew's smile is small, and pleased, and utterly sincere. "I'll tell Craig," he says. "I'm sure we can figure it out."

[thegaynessarchives]

Made a thing (my interpretation of lyrics below cut pls read them they took so fucking long to do)

Lyrics (this took me literally three hours pls appreciate this):

Pink long nade I'm an autumn but coats bomber

Peter plum my ballers man daughter's ring us growing

She alana these god love me like me

But bein honest I don't wanna yo eeee

I can yell about cuts, buzz cooling off your dingers

Now's telling up a golden meme, a meven and stingers

There's a thing, range endings, there theft, gift of luck

And now I'm aberrant and burrows fat

Pretty wood habits, fire every bet, nose, body, no bed, hose, body, every bone

Didn't buddies, every bliss, piss buddies

Din misses, hi friss friss, smurfs, crying, no, whistle, tone, wind, wind, dee us

They become laid itchablong with me, whiff

Then maybe horroreen at night, you beef

You when what's around, we fight, dong with me, whiff

Then could you time around, tell me I fuck you? preef

Baby, come lay itchiblong with me, whiff

Baby will wreathe at night with you beef

Then when what's around, we fight, dong with me, biff

Witchy titchy town, tell me, hell me, jilk if I'm salad pretty

S

Think of wrath, words, red blinds, why if dimples?

I think it's that when future be the futon when they pimple things were

Schizo or yeet your chank fof

Lou didja bam a ee? Or tweet, you stay tough

Outwitted, if if it fell, then dick, we went sofa deenafed catch it

You can carry, not good, different bodies, Eddie b oh a patch

Buddy, look at feather pockets, so they'll bam me

Way down, that's what wondering, til the end, if we'll fester all day

Is we play we back, nose, not even a bad nose

Thought he met me with my dollar buddies, act dismiss damn

Yeah, and this is my fist pissed first

Catterton, lost to be loved, and busy now

Baby, come lay, itchiblong with me, whiff

Baby doll reeeeing wool that bite you, weef

When we bust hoot out, we'll find dome with me, whiff

Could you time around? Tell me, I fuck you creep

Babygirl lay, itchiblong with me, whiff

Baby doll, reeee hurt at night, you, weef

And we whats hoot out, you'll find dung with me, whiff

Itchy twitchy town

Tell me, tell me, still, if I'm salad pluty

Walking with a scone legs, breaks and set sun

Ease small brown, lost your punch to cool

With the new tears, warmer, move, groove

Or stew, don't use sins, what's that?

sneeze

Those two need seats, bleed, and know eats a

Sequins, dream at pigeons, flower, fair your

Guess I fear and look tiara

J

Deadly sack to paint sedra, BOOB, every

Ready body, know that, knows nut in every bad

Oh, slutty suckerfish, like, nah, like, fuck you BBPT

This is my friend, this is her stem

Think, any, my bin, missus first, every

Think, anybody, know that, knows buddy every many

Ghost daddies every wrong teen lies

Maz biz, wife and misses first, I break their no ring

I'll now actly vicious

Baby chin finish, itchiblong yo lay it

Baby, with, me, with, that, right, goal reeee ith

Ow and, Q, if I'm wrong, what's it out with?

Could you to me tell me life ow row free

Baby ghh you, could you blonga lay with

Baby, with me with, that, light, go reeee whiff

After you brought a gun to death stin

Could you to me, tell me help me, who'd you tell, oh

Go what so tell me would you tall the bowl that's round with

sneeze

We got to die, let's reee pew I,

sneeze

We'll dawn above, let's round with, but just oh, me

And his height, let's do light

You

Wou gee conga, lay with baby

Hey with that right, no reeeee, lift

After hear all of thought with deaths with goochy

Ee, tell me, tell me,

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[miqojak]

🏛

Headcanon Meme

[ 🏛 ] Does your muse have any strange interests? Do they keep these interests to themselves, or are they comfortable sharing them with others?

Most of her interests are mundane - she loves to cook, she's a superb artist and musician, enjoys working out...and then there's her hobby of cat burglary/breaking and entering. Once upon a time, she even had a friend (who later became a lover) who also enjoyed breaking and entering just for the thrills and fun of it all, and for a time she had a blast hanging out with this guy and breaking into places to break shit and then have sex in other people's houses, ha!

But really, it's not even so much about theft - there's just a thrill, for her, in the breaking and entering (I can't help but think about that old Dane Cook skit - B&E)... and just breaking shit. For her, it's... almost a power move, a way to exert her control - because what's more upsetting than coming home to find your safe place violated? Now she has control over someone's life, briefly. A lot of her life was out of her control, what with being a POW in a Garlean concentration camp, and so much of her personality is wrapped up in power plays and having absolute control now that she finally does have control of her own life.

These don't tend to be excursions to hurt anyone! This is just about the thrill of it, and the knowledge that when the strangers who live here come back, there will be a good stretch of time in which those people won't be able to get an ounce of peace of mind - because like Dane Cook says, those people will be asking themselves why. Why them? Nothing was stolen (sometimes she does steal stuff, to be fair, that's just not the goal half the time), so what was the point? Was it someone they know, and have offended? Who would do this? Was this act to harm them? Will the offender come back to hurt them? (Also, she's a cat(-person)... so of course she likes to go places she shouldn't, and do things she's not supposed to!)

[monriatitans]

Ta-Da! List: Sunday, June 16th

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I share my “Ta-Da! List” every day so everyone gets a daily update and I have a reminder of what I’ve accomplished.

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Abbreviations

- O&T: Opinions & Truth Blog - WGS: The Weekend Game Show - ASO: Artist Shout-Out - IG: Instagram - BMAC: Buy Me a Coffee - TDL: Ta-Da! List

Ta-Da! List

✧ June 15th: - on the bedroom setup: shared yesterday’s TDL to IG

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ throughout the day: - kept emails manageable - loaded the dishwasher - filled out today’s TDL

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the mobile phone: - YouTube: watched I’m Autistic, Now What?’s video “Autism Memes for When Your Life is Falling Apart (Like mine currently is)” - Hive: shared today’s ASO and Stream Announcement

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the bedroom setup: - WGS: finished sharing catchup announcement posts and the Stream Announcement to the WGS Ko-fi

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the office setup: - WGS: gave a human artist, TIVANIX, a shout-out by sharing it on O&T, Tumblr, and other social media; shared the Stream Announcement to The Titans’ Discord, IG, and other social media; prepared the ASO for tomorrow, June 17th - YouTube: watched, listened to, and/or began: 1. Jim Sterling’s videos “Grand Theft Awful”, “Bobby Kotick Is An Abusive Monster”, “Diablo Immortal: Activision Blizzard’s Latest Scam The Jimquisition”, “Scott Cawthon Simps Just Love To Hate”, “Exoprimal: A Great Game Pretending To Be Mediocre Garbage”, “Pokémon 2077”, and “Kotaku Was Right To ‘RUIN’ Zelda: Tears Of The Kingdom” 2. Orion Kelly — That Autistic Guy’s video “Autism, Humour & Sarcasm — What You Need to Know” 3. Philosophy Tube’s videos “Why Do We Remember War?”, “Racism, Law, & Politics (Race Part 1)”, “Islamophobia, Racism, & Feminism (Race Part 2)”, “Should People in Prison have a Right to Vote?”, and “How to Deal with Tragedy — Stoicism” 4. BlackBeltBarrister’s video “This is terrifying!” 5. Ginny Di’s video “5 backstory bad habits that drive your DM nuts” 6. Adam Conover’s videos “Elon Musk Is An Idiot (and so are Zuck and SBF)” and “Why We’re Still Trapped on Twitter” - Gaming: played “Final Fantasy XIV” - O&T: shared today’s TDL to various social media

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ chores and miscellaneous: - Food: had coffee, water, and cereal for breakfast and lunch; partner cooked potatoes and steak for lunch; had hot cocoa - Chores: washed the bedspread; started, then unloaded the dishwasher; swept the kitchen and guest bathroom; vacuumed partner’s office

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Well, these are all the updates I had for today! Thank you for reading!

May every decision you make be *in the spirit of fairness* and may the rest of your day *NOT go to $#!7*!

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[archaeoelysion]

GET TO KNOW YOUR WRITING PARTNER. ˎˊ˗ knowing your writing partners can potentially make writing together a lot easier. 

repost, don’t reblog.

name: mel.

pronouns: she/her.

preference of communication: tumblr dms and discord both work.

name of muse(s): right now: alleria windrunner, tyrande whisperwind, alisaie leveilleur, aymeric de borel, fran, hythlodaeus, katarina du couteau, moenbryda wylfsunnwyn, minfilia warde, themis/elidibus, ysayle dangoulain

experience/how long: I think it’s about four years now since I started writing tyrande and alleria. alisaie, aymeric and minfilia have been around for a little less than a year now I think. all other ffxiv came soon after. fran is pretty new, kat I’ve written on and off and sometimes not on tumblr since 2014. generally rping, I’ve been doing since around 2014 too I think? maybe earlier

best experience: meeting people who are very important to me. getting so invested in threads I’d write right away. spending nights just talking to people about our silly little characters. idk man I love all of the rp experience tbh.

rp pet peeves: assuming things about characters based on your view and not sb portrayal. writing a canon character doesn’t mean I agree with the view other people have of them 🤷‍♀️

muse preferences for angst / fluff / smut: I’m easy to please and like writing everything although I don’t write smut with people I’m not comfortable with ooc. angst and fluff are fair game always 😌

plots or memes: pls send me memes and continue them (plots can be hella cool I’m just. more of an unplanned, go with the flow kind of girl)

long or short replies: I can’t keep replies short to save my life

best time to write: at night has always been better for me, but life™️ forced me to adjust to writing in the morning too

are you like your muse: some of them. I’m not at all like kat save sympathizing with the experience of having shitty fathers, but I can see some of myself in how I interpret alisaie to struggle with comparison and a constant drive to achieve unattainable heights, much like I am like hythlodaeus in not realizing his own self-worth. like alleria, I bottle things up and leave them to age like fine wine and am prone to forgiving people I love. more often than not, they have something I wish I was like, though. I wish I had ysayle’s drive to fight for her beliefs, or tyrande’s fierceness, or aymeric’s will, or minfilia’s heart. alas, I don’t think I quite live up to them. quiet, distant fran, willing to push away people because she believes it’ll be best for them, loyal to the few who got close to her is the one more similar to me I think, and still I think it’s more I wish I was like her than that we really are alike.

tagged by: I didn’t have to steal this time!! @necroarchy​ I smooch your cheek tagging: it falls to me to instigate theft tho so just. take it and run.

[thepapergirlandthespiegelman]

Might stop reading Worm.

Content warning: bugs/insects/arachnids and related horror, body horror mention, miscellaneous violence mention, sexual violence/assault mention

My thoughts on the first ten arcs of Worm. (contains spoilers)

So, I finally got around to reading Worm. It was kinda big when I was in high school, and I still know some people who are/were into it, so I thought it was time that I gave it a serious shot. I did actually try to read it in high school once, but I couldn’t get into it and stopped reading after the first chapter. I tried to be a little more persistent this time to give it a fair evaluation.

When I started reading Worm this time around, I kind of just breezed past the warning at the beginning (“This story isn’t intended for young or sensitive readers. Readers who are on the lookout for trigger warnings are advised to give Worm a pass.”) I don’t consider myself someone who really gets triggered by media. I think it’s important to talk about stuff, including fucked-up stuff. It’s uncomfortable, but that discomfort is part of the point. I think it probably should bother you to read about terrible things, even fictional ones, given that those fictional atrocities almost always have real-world counterparts.

I think I vastly underestimated the amount of fucked-up-ness that is in Worm. When I read that warning, I thought, “Okay, this story’s probably dealing with some dark themes, and there might be some particular scenes that are really disturbing.” After reading the first ten arcs, though, I feel it’s more accurate to say that fucked-up-ness is Worm. It is the core of the story, and there is really very little else.

So it’s not that any particular thing that happened in the story triggered an immediate, strong, psychologically-damaging reaction in me, but as I continued reading, I began to notice that not only was I not enjoying myself, I was actually finding it subtly unpleasant. When I read about something bad happening, I get hit with a small dose of negative emotion. As it turns out, that adds up over time, especially when there aren’t any positive scenes to balance out the negative stuff. Without me even noticing for a long time, Worm was making me unhappy.

Here’s what I did like about Worm:

Impressive world-building - Wildbow is exceptional at inventing different locations, groups, and individual actors and thus creating a detailed ecosystem of capes and civilians.

Lots of characters, lots of superpowers - Directly related to the previous point, Worm contains a lot of characters...arguably too many characters. I generally prefer stories that focus on a smaller number of characters in order to give each character more room for development, but I appreciate Wildbow’s talent for coming up with vivid, if simplistic, characterizations. There are also some really interesting superpowers and interesting takes on common powers.

Inventive use of Taylor’s superpower - Taylor is always coming up with new uses for her power: having black widow spiders spin silk for her suit, using her bugs are a sixth sense to keep track of her enemies and environment, using venomous bugs to take hostages, covering her body in bugs as a disguise, coating her bugs’ stingers in capsaicin for extra punch, using human-shaped swarms to fake out her enemies...The list goes on and on, and I really appreciate how Wildbow took this oft-overlooked superpower to the next level.

Danny Hebert - The only character in the story who I can say I genuinely like. Danny Hebert is a union organizer whose pet project is getting the ferry up and running again so that there can be more interaction between the poorer and wealthier parts of Brockton Bay. I also loved the scene where he supports Taylor in the “mediation” with her bullies and their parents at school. Even if he was impotent, unable to protect her, I could tell he was on her side. His one screw-up is when he locks Taylor in the living room and tries to force her to talk to him, but it definitely makes sense with his character (a little bit of a pushover) and the story (Taylor was shutting him out and seemed to be putting herself in danger) that he would end up letting Taylor’s grandma convince him to take a forceful approach. Don’t get me wrong, locking up your kid is a horrible thing to do (I should know, my parents did it to me, and it fucked me up), but I still ended up feeling bad for him when Taylor just up and disappeared. She didn’t even call her dad to let him know that she was still alive after Leviathan! I mean, on the one hand, I do actually appreciate that she started making an effort to protect her father from the dangers of her cape life, something that I was kind of appalled to see that she never even considered before. But damn, did I feel bad for Danny.

Here’s what I didn’t like:

Way too much fucked-up shit happening - Name an atrocity, Worm’s probably got it. The plot is mostly just terrible thing after terrible thing and reveals of how terrible all of the characters are, with many terrible things that aren’t directly treated in the plot peppered in along the way.

Lots of capes, no heroes - This is one of those themes that sounds deep on paper but is really just cynical and fatalistic. Even if all the capes are corrupted by power (or by the toxic power dynamics between capes), what about civilians? Where’s the thoughtful therapist or the brave fire-fighter? Danny Hebert is one notable exception to the “Everyone is terrible” rule, but we don’t see all that much of him. Other than him, the only person I can think of who could possibly fit this “civilian hero” role is Aisha’s social worker, who I don’t think even has a name.

All superpowers are evil - This is arguably just a rephrasing of the previous point, but I think it’s important to mention. Worm contains so many superpowers, but it seems like they’re all being put to evil purposes. Panacea, the superheroine with healing powers (really just dominion over health and illness of the human body in general), makes some really despicable threats (e.g. giving someone cancer with a touch, or giving someone a disorder that will only manifest at an unknown time in the future, leaving them to anguish over their fate). Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing inherently wrong with writing a character using this type of power for evil ends. There’s a lot of interesting stuff to explore there, and I actually love that Panacea is a character that acknowledges the burden of having a healing power, feeling unable to take any time for yourself while simultaneously growing to resent those you feel obligated to help. My issue is not with Panacea but with the fact that literally every superpower in the story is painted in a negative light. It just feels absurd to suggest that, for example, someone like Gallant couldn’t use his power (carefully and thoughtfully and with consent) to heal people with emotional trauma. Superpowers in Worm are only for violence and conflict and crime, and I just don’t understand that. Again, the rogues form a token exception, but we rarely actually see them, and one of the first rogues we meet, Canary, is immediately subject to harsh and unjust punishment and never heard from again.

A misguided focus on only certain types of crime/violence - Worm deals with gang violence, robberies, and general chaos-inducing terrorism. It focuses on crimes perpetuated by working-class individuals and small to medium size illicit groups. There’s some commentary on state-sanctioned violence in terms of the corruption of the Protectorate and Dragon’s worries of having to obey a despot should one take over the government, but it’s not exactly framed in a way that highlights the struggles of the average person; the focus is almost entirely on capes. Worm doesn’t discuss things like wage theft, illegal rent hikes, or, dare I say it, the inherent violence of capitalism, which, while less flashy, are important problems with far-reaching consequences. It’s weird, and honestly kind of unrealistic, that there’s not a single anarcho-communist cape. Whether you agree with that kind of politics or not, it’s still a glaring omission if the setting of the story is trying to emulate real life. Again, Danny Hebert’s role as a union organizer and interest in restoring the ferry and reintegrating the city pay token attention to some of these ideas, but the vast majority of the story is unconcerned with addressing the source of, or solutions to, poverty and crime in Brockton Bay and the wider world of Worm.

So those are my thoughts. There’s a part of me that still thinks, “But so many people like this so much! Maybe it’ll get better!” I have a really strong drive to understand why others like the things that they do, to be able to share in their appreciation. But from what I’ve seen in a couple memes I happened upon, things are getting worse, not better for the world of Worm. And even if things start to resolve at some point, I’m not sure it would be great for my mental health to continue reading up to that point.

The breaking point for me, if you’re curious, was when a main character was just casually revealed to be a serial rapist. That wasn’t even the point of the chapter, it was just kind of thrown out there as an extremely-not-fun fact. So I was still reeling from that reveal while also experiencing all of the atrocities said character was committing in the moment, and after that was when I realized, “Hey, maybe this is not the kind of content I should be reading.” It even took reading a few more chapters into Arc 11 for it to really sink in, but I had this weird revelation of like, I get to choose which fictional worlds I spend my time in, and the world of Worm isn’t one I relish.

If you do enjoy Worm, I’d be curious to hear your thoughts on what makes it appealing to you.

[qserasera]

Tagged: by no one, but saw this meme on another person’s page and was trying to hype myself up to write more fic so :’‘))

Rules: List the first lines of the last ten (10) stories you published. Look to see any patterns you notice yourself, and see if  anyone else notices any. Then tag some friends.

i. The time of slight snow had arrived in Liyue. - from chapter 1 of i know you belonged from somewhere far

ii. Does it count as theft, Childe wonders, to take something that was promised? - from perfect tender iii. For most of Liyue Harbor, the time just after youshi was a time of ease. The sun had just ducked down from the sky—and so followed many of the workers and sailors and shopkeepers from their labors, the conversation turning swiftly from production problems and profits to dinner delicacies and evening leisure, the new storyteller sagas and music performances of the month. - from along the wild geese, my heart flies iv. The streets beneath his dark boots are bathed in gold, the edges of the stones ember bright. A softer contrast to the almost severe silhouette of the man cutting through it, though the light seems to love him all the same—lingering off his rings, the polish of his buttons. The ends of his hair—gold-veined against the line of his jaw, the black fall of his ponytail.  - from chapter 1 of slow embers v. Many things are whispered about the Imperial Noble Consort. "A foreigner," some say. "A spy," says another. "An indulgence," others mutter, in darker tones. "A dangerous distraction." - from chapter 1 of a thousand gold, a thousand pearls vi. Sometimes, Zhongli truly admires humanity's capacity for composure. After the departure of the Signora, and that of the strange traveler—who had drifted out the bank door with a considering look in their eyes, gold hair stirred up by a flapping loop from their friend, Paimon—the rest of Northland Bank had picked up their usual daily hum of noise.   - from one kind of longing, two places of sorrow vii. "Akira," Goro calls, one hand already reaching out automatically towards the figure in front of him. Akira half-turns from his spot standing atop the park bench, his feet on tiptoe. Snow dusts his glasses, the crown of his head. His blue scarf, which had twisted and turned in the wind during their stroll, is nearly falling off his shoulders. - from caliology viii. "Have you heard? They say that artist, you know the one that was a special guest of that museum—" "Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah—Madarame, right? How could any seasoned critic have missed what he was doing? So much for their so-called refined taste and experienced eyes—" - from an arrow, a dart, a flare in the dark ix. Once upon a time there was a maiden.

She was not powerful, or magical, or wealthy. But what did this maiden have then? This maiden was fair of face, a beauty in the way that a sunrise is beautiful.  - from wishes wisely expounded

x. There is a trolley. There are two tracks. 

One track has nine people tied to it. None of them whose names or faces you know.

The other track only holds one. No one that you know, no one truly important. A nobody. - from closing speed

oh hmmm....looks like i pretty much favor detailed scenic descriptions when i can get away with it, or just dropping a reader right in with dialogue ahahaha...u can tell what fandom i’ve mostly been writing for from those first three fics listed...

tagging no one specifically for this, but you can do this meme if you like!!

[fazbear-ent-official]

1.4 Meet The Staff !

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el & blueberry ⋆ @cat-and-corgi-girl

Both are Bisexual and use she/they

Blueberry is 7’5

El is 5’6

El haunts Blueberry

Was El as bad as Afton? No. Did they still kill? Yes.

Blueberry’s nicknames are BB and Berry

Blueberry has a glitch form (Like Glitchtrap but BB’s came before Glitchtrap.)

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liz ⋆ @unhealthy-undertale-obsession

She/Her

She's sarcastic, smokes, and has done 2 years for Grand Theft Auto (the crime not the game). She would have gotten away with it too, if she hadn't crashed it.

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clueless ⋆ @clearlyclueless

Name; Clue/Clueless (full name is Clearly C. Clueless)

Pronouns; She/They

Formally a kitsune, although says is human (for convenience)

Applied to Freddy's because it seems really fun! Just enough organized chaos to be

Does random tasks around the pizzeria most of the day and likes to switch between them (although at random)

Definitely has gotten their tail yanked by a child before

Knits and sews :) catch them making definitely better plushie designs then funko ever could

If someone asks them 'why's your tail look like funtime foxy's?' One time they are going to snap they dyed it on a whim godda-

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orchid ⋆ @orchidmantisparent

They/Them - Mantis/Mantisself

Activity leader

They worked as a clown before but their troupe disbanded. They are really sad without their performers buddies, so this job seems to be a good option

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blair ⋆ @julie-loves-cake

She/Her

She's a waitress, and she’s surprisingly good at it.

She doesn’t like staying at Freddy’s after hours due to trauma, so she rarely does overtime unless someone asks her too, and if it’s really important.

She will buy her fellow employees their favorite foods if she feels like they’re having a hard time.

She’s 5’9.

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Blair does not like Springbonnie and will want it kept 8ft feet away from her. This is also due to trauma.

She constantly looks tired, but is actually well rested. She can’t help it, she has resting sleepy face.

She doesn’t know what Foxy does with all the Fazcoins she gives him.

It’s rare for her to actively be passive aggressive.

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eric ⋆ @fnafxweirdo

Age: 26

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

Height: 6’5

He really doesn’t talk to anyone but when you get to know him hes a nice man.

He has a adopted daughter named Scarlet (see picture) who he loves very very much, (also Scarlet is 13).

He tends to bring Scarlet to work with him.

He works at Sister location.

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tess ⋆ @lookforthefuture89

Name: Tess

Age: 25

Pronouns: he/him

Likes: The Rockstars (see: hoodie), fish sticks (because fish), also grapes, Mohawks, and crazy hair styles in general

Dislikes: PICKLES, also particularly hates classic (first game) Bonnie AND Withered Bonnie. Likes Toy Bonnie though.

General bio: Tess just wants to vibe with the animatronics and get free pizza

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alice ⋆ @wolfy-58

age: 16

height: 5’3

likes: memes, music, drawing, dancing

dislikes: bullies, bad guys, Karen's, not being taken seriously

facts: sometimes doesn't know what to do, like to respond in memes randomly, and haves some odd levitation/teleporting powers

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riena gold ⋆ @anxious-chaotic-witch

Pronouns: she/it

Bio: I applied here because I really like to work with kids. Just as a fair warning though I might lose patience with rude adults.

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winston ⋆ @drd8nk

Winston Cartae

He/They

Winston is your everyday animatronic builder, he takes care of his own bunch of Animatronics, but on his off days looks forward to helping the pizzaplex with any technical repairs.

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[bloodfcst-a]

given the revival of the vii fandom with all of the hullabaloo surrounding remake, i can think of no better time to do this meme. i also suggest you check out my updated nav page if you haven’t already! i worked really hard on it okay sobs.

things a new rp partner should know about me !

write 3-5 things a new rp partner (or those who want to be) should know about you and tag 3-5 people! it should be related to rp and not to other interests. 

tagged by: no one, but it’s a shame bc... i got thoughts. you were warned.

tagging: @angereve​ @enshijou​ @breselin​ @serophs​ @strfe​ @fractempyreal​ @extremepath​ @localmagicalboi​ @shimmerseas​ @duplikiss​ @verumking​ @asterites​ + if it strikes your fancy.

i. i am not your mother’s/father’s yu.ffie blog. while i do have a verse reserved for compilation content, that’s not the main premise of this blog. if you came here for oversexualized underage ninjas.... i’m going to have to direct you elsewhere. out here we’re primarily an adult modern interpretation... who does not daylight as a ninja constantly. she can, however, be a y.akuza or a sheltered member of high society who enjoys kicking ass for justice so if you’re interested in that, y’know. c’mon down.

ii. the typical ‘ yu.ffie is a kleptomaniac ’ / ‘ stop stealing my stuff ’ trope is like. one that grates my very existence. i have talked about this many times, but for those of you who are new: yufi has only stolen out of necessity to her cause. the only time i’ll refer to petty theft on this blog is if she like steals a fry or something. if we’re joking around, okay, but... please don’t consider that to be the sole core of her characterization. i’m begging. i’m on my knees. i’m warning you, i’ll cry and then i’ll probably ignore whatever post you’ve mentioned it in if you’re serious. just. don’t be that person if you’re following me.

if we’re going into it, the only times she’s stolen anything were: > in crisis core, as the ‘ treasure princess. ’  but this is arguable, as the treasure is truly up for grabs to start with & zack repeatedly goes after these locations she’s sent to him ( which, by the way, were sent to her from rufus to attempt to retaliate against + destroy shinra hq ). zack already knew what was up when: 1) she showed up in his spam folder; 2) she literally said she’s on the hunt for treasure; and 3) he knew at least after the second time that he was gon’ get goinked ( please see definition #2 ) so... can’t help him there. > in vanilla vii, when the party is foolish enough to meet her and not recruit her off the bat ( it be ya own self ). to be fair, 99% of her interactions with easterners / non-wutai prior to that moment had been people who either wanted to kill her or exploit her, so... it’s only self-preservation to use them before they use her or worse, leave her for dead. a sad reality for a 16 year old. > in vanilla vii, only after the party arrives to wutai & she thinks she can successfully finish her mission of “ getting all the strongest materia. ” after she’s captured, she does apologize, and then afterward makes cloud sign it in writing. so. y’know, she did learn from her mistake & said “ ugh, guess i gotta put that diplomacy training to use. ”

y’all could argue that she’s a thief class and that’s what they do, but note that it’s NOT one of her core skills-- it’s a MATERIA. which means everyone out there with a steal materia could be out here being a kleptomaniac. cloud? barret? tifa? red xiii? none of your favs are safe. her skills in the game, however, are shit called “ blood festival ” ( oh? see the username’s relevance all of a sudden? aha! ) and “ doom of the living. ”  she’s out here summoning ghosts and reigning otherworldly power on ur ass but... fandom wasn’t ready for that conversation !!  some folks were too BASIC and couldn’t handle her true strength... so i will gladly champion that for you.

iii. i like to emphasize that yufi is an emotionally strong yet traumatized figure, which stems from her origins and that i just put that in the forefront. we have a character who is haunted by her mother who died after childbirth, seemingly rejected from her father yet held to the highest of his standards, has attachment issues because she’s the “ black sheep ” and doesn’t just accept defeat or dejection even if it comes from her core community, survived multiple wars, has led in post-war rescue efforts on multiple occasions, was wrongfully imprisoned, was on the forefront of pandemic outbreaks as a first-responder, joins and rises to the top of an organization created to restore world order, is one of the two top operatives in said organization ( and the one out on the field longer--sorry vin.cent, but u only got involved at lu.cretia and when the actual gunshots disturbed your brooding and wine session filled isolation sessions. but like, mood tho ), pretends to be cheery despite clearly remembering all the hauntings and death and other bullshit she’s been facing since she was a toddler.... oh, and she disarmed bombs when her country was wrongfully targeted + used as political bait for terrorists...when she was a child. that’s canon, if we’re talking about  “ accuracy. ” even in vanilla vii, she had no outlets, no one to turn to, ‘cause everyone was cloud vc: “ not interested. ”  

so if you’re on this blog, it’s not like you won’t see happy  yufi... but realize that i recognize that she is multifaceted and has a lot of baggage. emotional issues which unfortunately i bring to every verse gfdohfofh but u know, it’s core to her character + y’all gon have to deal, or... idk, go find another yufi. i’m not forcing you to be here.

iv. in my opinion, the best plotting comes with ooc conversations/interactions. i’m not saying if we plot that we’re required to be friends, ‘cause i don’t wanna force anyone into friendship, but i truly believe that if you want super deep plots with frequent interactions, we should... probably talk more than once. pretty simple, imo !  sometimes people claim i play favorites, but i really don’t... if you never talk to me and you don’t respond to my attempts to interact, then how am i supposed to know you’re interested? 

as a general rule, i’ll put in as much effort as i receive. if i see you’re interested in me, if we’re really vibing when it comes to plotting, if you’re sending asks & liking posts, we’ve got some threads going, rad !  if i like starter calls and send you asks and message you and you never respond to me... ?  i’ll take that as a sign you don’t wanna talk + i should move on to someone else. if i’m wrong, well... do something to change my mind.

v. i know i went hard as fuck on this meme, but that’s bc I’M REALLY PASSIONATE ABOUT ABOUT THIS MUSE.  in reality i’m actually quite soft + a weenie babie. if you ask.......... most people, i think they’d say i try really hard to be approachable and adaptable. i think everyone who talks to me on discord laughs at me because i’m scared of the stupidest things + i love to make jokes and just be funny and relatable. so please be nice and love me and my sassy fighty extremely tough deprived child. we both need hugs. 

kthx i’m finally done.

[thecursedhellblazer]

BASICS.

full name.  John Constantine pronunciation.  Con-stan-TINE (comics) / Con-stan-TEEN ( TV adaptations) nickname(s). Hellblazer, ConJob, The Laughing Magician, The World’s Greatest Con Man, El Diablo, Johnny boy (& all the possible variation of the latter) gender. Male height.   5′11″ age.  35-40 years old (verse dependent) zodiac.  Taurus spoken languages. English, some Spanish, some German, some Italian, Latin, Sanskrit, Egyptian language, Ancient Greek, Old Persian, some Enochian.

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

hair color. Dirty blond eye color. Blue (comics) / Brown (TV show) [I tend to go for the blue ones] skin tone.  Fair. body type.  Built. accent.  Heavy British accent (from the area of Liverpool specifically) voice. Often hoarse, the kind of voice you expect from a chain smoker. It goes from being really expressive to emotionless and cold, when he wants it to be. Also, accent. dominant hand.  Ambidextrous posture.  Mostly slouched, with shoulders falling slightly inwards. scars. Plenty. John’s body is littered with scars, both gained during his sparring with the hellish and the supernatural and self-inflicted (for spells, for the most, but not always). He has some marks gained in more “normal” circumstances, like bar/street fights or accidents. Some are light enough that will most likely disappear given the right time, but other are so deep and large that will remain as permanent mementos of the events that have firstly carved them on his skin. tattoos.  Several, spread all over his body (arms, chest, back, some of his legs too). They are almost (if not) all seals and symbols used in spells, protections, or at least have a magical meaning. birthmarks.  None most noticeable feature(s). The first things people tend to notice about him is how he dresses. His appearance is always messy. Clothes in a general state of disarray, mostly creased. Shirt half untucked and with the top buttons always popped open, tie never properly tied, dirty trench coat, cigarette tucked over his ear or somewhere else. However, the physical details tend to be quickly forgotten as soon as he opens his mouth and his flamboyant, pushy attitude comes out.

CHILDHOOD.

place of birth. Liverpool, England hometown. Liverpool, England first words. Either some random curse or ‘killer’, since that’s how his father has always addressed him. siblings. One stillborn twin, older sister (Cheryl) parents. Thomas Constantine (deceased) and Mary Anne Constantine (née Quinn, deceased) parental involvement. His mother died of childbirth, so he never met him. As for his father, he blamed Mary Anne’s death on John and quickly became an alcoholist and an abuser, towards both his children, even if John took most of it.

ADULT LIFE.

occupation. Occult detective, Exorcist, Demonologist, Master of the Dark Arts, Magician, Conman, Gambler. Member of the Legends (verse dependant)   close friends / family. Chas Chandler. All the other people in John’s life come and go without ever truly staying. In LoT verse, the members of the crew. relationship status. Single / verse dependant. financial status. Depends on how much he has got out of others’ pockets through gambling, for the most. He manages, in general. driver’s license.  Never got one. He still knows how to drive, even if he prefers not to. criminal record.   John has ended up in prison several times, mostly for trespassing, stalking, violation of private properties, theft, possession of illegal substances/weapons, disturbing the peace, and so on. None of the accusations ever stuck, because he always found a way to get himself out of them (or someone to pay the bail for him). He has been accused of murder a few times too, but has never been condemned for it. Of course his earthly record pales compared to his “magical” one and to what Hell and a lot of demons consider him responsible for. He is fated to end up in the Pit for more than one reason.

MISCELLANEOUS.

character’s theme song. “Endless War” by Within Temptation or “Whisper” by Evanescence hobbies to pass time. John’s hobbies often connected to his chosen profession. He spends plenty of time researching the Occult or learning, creating and testing new spells. Aside from that, drinking can be considered a consistent part of his routine and he goes to clubs (when he is feeling like being among people), to drink and flirt (whether for fun or to find someone he can take home…or to any available place that can assure the necessary privacy for a sexual encounter). He also practises yoga and meditation with regularity. mental illnesses.   PTSD, Persistent Depressive Disorder, Guilt complex, Alcohol Use Disorder, Sleep Disorder of Arousal (Sleep Terrors), Tobacco Use Disorder. physical illnesses. Does being destined to develop lung cancer counts? left or right-brained.  Right-brained (mostly) self-confidence level.  Very confident of his abilities and knowledge, sometimes far too much, which leads him to make mistakes and miscalculate risks and dangers. All in all, however, he is conscious of his level of expertise and knows how to use it at the best of his capability. Things changes when it comes to be confident in himself as a person. With trauma and past mistakes he can’t forgive to himself, he mostly thinks of himself as worthless of anything good. His vision of the world and of himself is marked with a strong pessimism, which leads him to constantly see only the shadows, only the half empty glass, to constantly expect for the other shoe to drop. As much as he is trying to get himself out of Hell’s clutches, deep down he almost hopes that he will eventually fail, because he deserves an eternity of the worst torments and more.

SEX & ROMANCE.

sexual orientation. Pansexual. romantic orientation. Demiromantic. preferred emotional role.  submissive | dominant | switch preferred sexual role.  submissive | dominant | switch libido.  Fluctuating. At times he’s literally screw everything that moves (within certain limits) because it’s just another unhealthy coping mechanism, like drinking, and others he just isn’t in the mood, no matter who might threw themselves at him. turn on’s. Heated make out sessions, sharp humour, sarcasm, biting / scratching, quickness of mind, bantering, creative thinking, shows of power / strength (done without boasting), fighting (only with specific people). turn off’s. Know-it-all attitude, dull / boring / pushy / clingy / controlling people, discussing long-term relationships, too many questions about his past, anything connected to religion (God and Heaven in particular), lack of humour. love language. Acts of Service, Quality Time relationship tendencies. Getting attached is often not an option for John. When it comes to sex and romance, he more often goes for casual, because it’s safer and less complicated, and he isn’t one to fall fast for people. Most of his past relationships, especially the long-term ones, ended up badly. John’s lifestyle and choices more often than not make it impossible to stay that close to him. And he doesn’t make it any easier, as persuaded as he is that the relationship is doomed from the start. At times, however, it’s hard for him to push people away, both because, at the end of the day, he does need someone by his side, and because he ends up running into people who are quite stubborn when it comes to stick around him.

tagged by: @imthebatman tagging: (idk who likes to do super ass long memes, so don’t feel obliged to do it even if I tagged you! For multi-muses, feel free to pick whatever muse inspires you the most since this is a lot!) @perfectedingbadideas @exanxmo @theclownprnc @areswriites @protectxthem @mythsxndlegends @dwarfstaralloy​ @angelluxi​ @smoakinn​ - & anyone who wants to steal this !

[ncfan-1]

“death,” “life,” and “love” for the WIP meme please :D

Death:

Here, Elrond could have paced the day away, could have paced until Ithil turned the walls to milky white and Gil-galad’s fair face was shaped into a ghastly death mask by the harsh shadows that poured in through the seams in the floor and the walls. He could have done that, and short of needing him to leave to admit someone else, he thought that Gil-galad might have let him.

“’Rodnor, we do not execute our criminals. To send the man away would be as good as sending him to his death; it would be the same as executing him, except his death would be slower. We have no prisons in which to hold him. This is not a rich-enough community to make a payment of restitution to Celebrimbor a sensible measure. And forcing the man to serve Celebrimbor in his forge for any length of time would not be sensible, either, for if the man still harbors rage in his heart, it may be Celebrimbor’s cooling corpse we find the next time. I do not like leaving criminals to live their lives with no punishment for their crimes, but there is nothing I can do that would not make the problem worse. So leave it alone, and give Celebrimbor no grief when you go to him for your lessons.’”

Even to those who were ambivalent on the subject of Elrond, himself, the blood of Elu Thingol and Melian the Queen counted for something, and to lose the last carrier of that blood in Ennor who was yet counted among the Eldar, when the carrier of that blood was in the service of the High King of the Ñoldor, well… Elrond supposed that Gil-galad’s concerns were at least comprehensible. In this Second Age of Anor, it had been mutually and silently agreed upon that the Edhil were not going to go to war with each other over any sort of insult anymore, be it the perceived theft of a treasure or the death of a person deemed important to one faction or another. It had been agreed upon that now that the… instigators were gone, there could be nothing that could even be construed as a justification for kinslaying, on anyone’s parts (Though most people tended to look at the nearest Ñoldo when they made that particular remark).

I’m putting the rest of this under a cut, because it’s going to get long.

But here, here there was a forest, and there was sunlight like water dripping off of the branches of a long-dead tree, a tree whose death had been the cause of so much sorrow. Here, there was a tangle of blackberry bushes, and the tart juice of a blackberry Elrond had popped into his mouth stinging on his lips. Here, there was the two of them, and if there had been any Laegrim living in this forest, Elrond thought that even the shiest of them would have come out of their hiding places by now, if only to tell Elrond and Celebrimbor to get off of their property and stop eating their blackberries.

Running was something that had not sat well with all parties concerned. As he had sped towards manhood, Elros had liked it less and less. It was not that he longed for death, or so Elrond hoped—though sometimes, these days, certain past events taken into account, Elrond had to wonder—but he knew his brother, and knew that his brother had felt helpless, and that fighting would have made him feel a little less helpless, and thus, Elrond had a good idea of why Elros had always spoiled for a fight, even when the odds were hopelessly against them.

Life:

For all his life, Elrond had had a title that counted for very little. In the refugee camp in the Lisgardh, he and Elros had been the twin princes of the Iathrim, sons of Queen Elwing and Lord Eärendil. Or, if you were to talk to the Gondolindrim instead of the Iathrim, sons of Queen Elwing and Prince Eärendil. Or, depending on certain other people you could have spoken to, Princess Elwing and any title you cared to stick to Eärendil that did not ignore the fact that his mother was, even if absent, still living, and most people had by then decided that really, the fact that Idril was never considered her father’s heir had been a perhaps unwise decision on the parts of everyone who had decided that it would be so, and also of everyone who had then allowed Idril to go on not being her father’s heir.

On the shores of the Sea in Eriador, there were many who counted Elrond a prince as well, and had decided that this made him a person of some importance. In this Second Age of Anor, Elrond was considered far more important by the world at large than he had been in the First Age of Anor, and when he was trying to live his life and do his job, the fact that there were many people who considered him important? Well, it was quite frankly a complete and total hassle.

And getting out and swimming there, even at this time of year, was more likely than not to end with Elrond explaining to the Doomsman exactly why he had considered this venture a good idea. The Doomsman being the sort of judge that he was, he would probably have ruled that Elrond had ended his life through his own devices and assign him a harsher penalty as a result. Elrond wasn’t terribly interested in getting out of the Timeless Halls around the same time the Valar decided they were letting Fëanor out. Honestly, he wasn’t interested in spending time in the Timeless Halls at all. So, yes, he would concede—not happily, but he would concede—that he needed someone manning the ship he was to take to reach Tol Himling.

Celebrimbor, for his part, blinked blankly back, though given the barely-evident stiffening of his back, Elrond could guess that this was not the first time they were having such a conversation. Given that it was Celeborn, and given the way Celeborn seemed to regard Celebrimbor, Elrond supposed it would be safe money to assume that this was absolutely not the first time they were having this conversation. Nor the second. Possibly not even the third, depending on what time of day yesterday Celeborn had found out that Celebrimbor was going on this assignment. “Celeborn, I spent many years of my life within the bounds of that fortress. It holds no secrets for me.” Dropping his voice, he added gently, “I think I am among the most qualified here to make such an expedition. I will be in no danger there.”

You did not expect his choice. You did not expect him to go away to be a king of a distant land and leave you on the ragged edge of your lost lands, staring out at the water and knowing that drowned beneath the waves are lands where you once walked, lands where you were born. You did not expect him to leave you for his new land, did not expect him to leave you to stare out at the water and know that where your birthplace was, now there is only water, and there is no proof for your existence but a life that could be snuffed out at any moment. Perhaps you did not know him as well as all that.

Elrond did not dare contemplate what it was he wanted above all other things, but you know, his life would be much easier if people would stop defining him as the child who had been kidnapped by the raiders who had sacked the refugee camp in the Lisgardh. His life would be much easier if those who surrounded him in the court would allow him to forge a reputation for himself that did not begin and end with something that had happened to him as a child. His reputation was built around passivity, and that was the worst of it: so long as his reputation was centered around passivity, Elrond suspected that the inertia holding his reputation where it was would be… considerable.

Love:

Elrond had no great love of combat, but he had grown up in turbulent times (that were especially turbulent for him and for Elros), and he had no desire to be caught flat-footed if the need for combat came upon him, so he did spend a fair amount of time every day in the training grounds. But Celebrimbor kept different hours than him, and from what Elrond had gathered, Celebrimbor had even less love for combat than he did—the man forged weapons that served the mightiest warriors in the land very well, but he was considerably less likely to be found wielding those weapons himself. (And there were those who muttered that Celebrimbor ought not to be allowed to bear any weapons at all.)

[takaraphoenix]

Not sure if you ship them but Ironwidow for the scary meme? Also, you mentioned that Jack and Hiccup were both already dead, was Hiccup dying in a fic that I didn't read or what?

Thanks for asking! Interesting ship I’ve never worked with before but read.

And well, I did explain in the answers - I headcanon that Hiccup died instead of Stoick during HTTYD2 and guarded dragons until Jack came around later, because how else do you keep HTTYD and RotG canon in the same universe and keep them age-wise close enough. ;D

Which one is more fond of scary movies: Natasha, because Clint tends to get jump-scared and she finds it amusing to torture him during team-movie-nights. Tony loves to join in on that fun. Clint feels severely teamed-up-on since the two got together and he heavily disapproves of that :O

Which one gets the most excited about Halloween: TONY! He always takes the kids (Peter, Harley, Ned, Miles, Gwen - HOLY SHIT IRONWIDOW ADOPTING GWEN!!! :O) out trick or treating! ^o^ One time, he dressed up as Black Widow. Nat was not a fan. Natasha, not so much for Halloween, but she finds the joy the boys and Tony have for it very adorable

Which one would be more likely to survive the apocalypse: ...both proved they’re not very good at that *clears throat*

Which one would literally kill for the other: Oh I mean Nat 100% already did. Repeatedly. No one will ever know though. ;D

Which one likes to scare or startle the other: Tony knows better to try and startle the dangerous spy lady and Natasha isn’t childish enough for those things (and, very secretly, also mindful of Tony’s heart condition). Both do team up on scaring Clint though (...he is very much turning into a victim of this ship here xD”)

Which one is more likely to need comforting when they get spooked: Depending on the spook. If it was a triggering spook, then yeah, Tony needs all the comfort he can get. Natasha doesn’t really do comfort much, if something gets to her she rather takes a little distance

Which one always puts on a brave face: Nat, absolutely Nat

Which one would be more dangerous if they suddenly became violent: “suddenly became violent” would definitely apply more to Natasha the scary Russian spy lady. However who’d become more dangerous on the long run would be Tony - his mind corrupted by violent thoughts and anger could be devastating for the world

Which one would be more likely to commit a crime: I like to imagine Natasha committing petty little thefts occasionally. Really silly things. And then, very seriously and neutrally denying it and no one would ever actually try to fight her on it. Also there are all the canon murders and like they’re crimes too

Which one believes in ghosts: Neither one of them. Tony finds that kind of stuff nonsensical and not scientifically provable - “Tony we literally battled a witch the other day, Tony there is a Norse god in our team, Tony stop trying to pretend science is the end all be all” - “Clint? Shut up”. While Natasha is generally not much of a fan of such superstitions. She knows she will always be haunted by ghosts, but not like this

Which one likes to watch spooky show on television: Tony, because Peter recommended it and got so excited and used the damn puppy-dog eyes on him. Naturally, Nat has to watch it with Tony, because Tony’s not watching that alone

Which one would propose the idea of holding a seance: Tony. To shut Clint up and prove that this is nonsense. Natasha indulges. The game is rigged though with a little help from the kids, Tony is using science to fake a seance and severely freak Clint out.

Which one has nightmares more often: ...Both? Both. Both have their fair share of trauma they carry with them.

Which one would want to explore a real haunted house: Since neither believe in ghosts, I would imagine this would only happen by Clint challenging Tony to play Ghost Buster, trying to prove to Tony that ghosts are real. They probably run into an actual ghost, or into literal Dracula, and Clint will never stop gloating about it while Tony is refusing to leave his workshop until he actually built a proper device to contain ghosts. Natasha is very cross with Clint for this mess

Somehow there was a lot of Clint in there. But then againt Clintasha, even if as a brOTP, are very important to me, so naturally if Tony and Nat were together, Clint would be heavily involved. On the counter side, I think that this ship would also lead to a scary and brilliant friendship between Nat and Pepper!

Scary OTP Meme

[phd-in-horrible]

THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; MUN & MUSE - MEME.

FILL OUT & REPOST ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

STOLEN FROM TAGGED BY: @the-judge-of-bones 

TAGGING: You! Do theft! Do Crime!

MY MUSE IS:  canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO (but there really isn’t a fandom anymore so *shrugs*)

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK (personally no because he’s my son but yes)

Is your character considered strong in the fandom?  YES / NO / IDK (but he can take a car to the face...)

Are they underrated?  YES / NO / IDK (less that he’s underrated, but more people need to keep loving this movie!!!)

Were they relevant for the main story?  YES / NO 

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG (god my son deserved better)

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO / IDK ( depends on the verse. Pre movie, no, but post movie yes)

How’s their reputation?  GOOD / BADHORRIBLE/ NEUTRAL. (He has a Ph.D. in Horrible! Even though his landlady knows him as Billy, the lovely young science major downstairs who helps weed her garden.)

HOW STRICTLY DO YOU FOLLOW CANON?  — I hope pretty well. The movie is amazing and honestly there isn’t much I’d change about Billy! The most I do is fill in the gaps between official content, and steal headcanons from amazing fanfics I find of AO3, haha. I might be playing Billy a little too soft, but l isten.. he’s my baby boy....

SELL YOUR MUSE! AKA TRY TO LIST EVERYTHING, WHICH MAKES YOUR MUSE INTERESTING IN YOUR OPINION TO MAKE THEM SPICY FOR YOUR MUTUALS.  —  Everyone’s a hero in their own way. Billy’s personal way of saving the world is tearing down the establishment and ruling over the anarchy. At least, he hopes that’s how it’ll go down after he gets into the Evil League of Evil. So do you like misguided anarchists who assume that they’re evil and randomly break out into song? Do you like socially adorkable geniuses who honestly just need a hug? Or conversely, do you love evil scientists that regret everything and desperately need sleep or a cup of coffee? If so, Billy buddy is the muse for you!

NOW THE OPPOSITE, LIST EVERYTHING WHY YOUR MUSE COULD NOT BE SO INTERESTING (EVEN IF YOU MAY NOT AGREE, WHAT DOES THE FANDOM PERHAPS THINK?).  —  Well, Billy can be hard to talk to sometimes, due to his weaker social skills. Plus, he is technically a villain, so he does crime. Billy can get very jealous very quickly when it comes to the people he likes (read:Penny,) and pretty gung ho about his political stances. Also, maybe people don’t like musicals.

WHAT INSPIRED YOU TO RP YOUR MUSE?  —  After reading so many wonderful fanfictions of my son, and watching the movie 14 times in one week, how could I not? There are five stories that I especially contribute to  my current hyperfixation, all of which I HIGHLY suggest you read! They’re here, here, here, here, and here! If you like them as much as I do, please give the authors some love!

WHAT KEEPS YOUR INSPIRATION GOING?  —  I’m honestly not sure. Probably my hyperfixation, but also my burning desire to do my son the justice he deserves. So perhaps it’s out of spite so more people watch the movie, haha.

SOME MORE PERSONAL QUESTIONS FOR THE MUN.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice?  YES / NO / I SINCERELY HOPE I DO?

Do you frequently write headcanons?  YES / NO / SORT OF? ( There isn’t too much that I need to headcanon for him sice I’m pretty close to the source material, but I do have ideas about his background and the issues that he struggles with.)

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO (God help me, yes,)

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO / SORT OF?

Are you confident in your writing?  YES / NO ( hey, it is what it is. )

Are you a sensitive person?  YES / NO / SORTA.  (Eh, but that’s more on a personal issues thing. I’m pretty sure I have rejection sensitivity dysphoria, but I try my best to not let it get to me. In our day to day interactions, don’t worry about it! It’s my own issue and none of y’alls responsibility.)

DO YOU ACCEPT CRITICISM WELL ABOUT YOUR PORTRAYAL?  — Well, I haven’t heard any yet since this blog is so young, but I’d assume so! 

DO YOU LIKE QUESTIONS, WHICH HELP YOU EXPLORE YOUR CHARACTER?  — GOD PLEASE DO!!!! My son needs more love and I want to explore him in depth!

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES TO A HEADCANON OF YOURS, DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY?  — Eh, occasionally. But really, that sort of stuff doesn’t really matter to me. If anything, it’s fascinating to see their interpretation of the source material!

IF SOMEONE DISAGREES WITH YOUR PORTRAYAL, HOW WOULD YOU TAKE IT?  — Well, I’d take in in stride. Besides, those people usually just don’t follow back, which is fair!

IF SOMEONE REALLY HATES YOUR CHARACTER, HOW DO YOU TAKE IT?  —  Well, I’d be a little annoyed. Some people have “hot takes” on Billy’s character that I strongly disagree with, but it’s their opinion on the matter, and I can’t change much.

ARE YOU OKAY WITH PEOPLE POINTING OUT YOUR GRAMMATICAL ERRORS?  —Go ham, haha. Grammar typos don’t bug me as much since I generally have so few, but if it’s bugging you for a thread, let me know!

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE EASY GOING AS A MUN?   —  Some would say too much, haha.

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howdy y’all ! lilac’s the name, writing trashlord character’s the game. i hail from a lil island known as australia... so in essence, i am never gonna be online at the same time as anyone else dkjfghdkfjgd. but !! don’t let this deter you. like a lil ol’ boomerang i’ll eventually find my way into your dms and hopefully we can plot/write with all your incredible muses. <3 a lil info about me though, i’m a tea connoisseur, sims enthusiast, and i talk daily about how i consider the barbie films cinematic masterpieces. if i haven’t scared you off and you’d like to get to know my sweet and memey tough boi, please press that readmore to complete your transaction.

⌠LUKE HEMMINGS, TWENTY ONE, CISMALE, HE/HIM⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, BLUE HAWTHORNE! according to their records, they’re a THIRD year, specializing in AWARENESS TRAINING, BREATH CONTROL, HAND TO HAND COMBAT + COVERT OPERATIONS (CP); and they DID NOT go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of (a smiley face traced into the precipitation on a mirror after a long and warm shower, a constellation of bruises strewn across your body, impatient foot tapping in the hallows of detention, chopsticks fashioned into walrus tusks over a meal, climbing higher and higher with no sign of stopping). when it’s the (aquarius)’s birthday on 2/13/1998, they always request their CHEESY NACHOS WITH EXTRA GUAC from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation. 

( PERSONALITY ! )

( for more details about blue, check out his stats & hcs here ! )

he is playful, jocular, impulsive, and honestly? immature lmao. he is honestly a Soft Jock™

he’s always been looking for the childhood he never got to have, y’know? he does this in the way he’s always cracking jokes, a bit of a class clown, disruptive. a wholesome prank or two. 

he gets in trouble in school more than his fair share, simply for daydreaming or sneaking out. he doesn’t let the institution define him, but he can take orders when needed. he can be very loyal tho, and much like eggsy in kingsmen, if someone asked him to choose between his dog or orders ?? he’s always choosing the dog kdjgf

he is secretly very insecure and always has a need to please. if someone doesn’t like him, he’ll tear himself apart to figure out why.

he’s always telling jokes and always laughing. he’s known for his Memes and is always a good time to be around. social butterfly, gregarious. chances are if you don’t know him, you’ve heard him dkfgjdf

he’s also a bit Anti-( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( sex lmao ) because ya boi has commitment issues so high they’re floating out there in space

he can also be very maternal when the need arises. he is not good at talking about emotions but he’ll give you a meme or a hug to Heal You

he very much reminds me of the human embodiment of a puppy. cannot be alone for very long, has a short attention span, and craves validation lmfao. give him a squeaky toy and he will be Contented

as a soon-to-be spy he can be Tough in the field when he needs to be but he’s also v sensitive. most see him as a macho, just genuinely happy kinda dude but, he truly feels a lot. he won’t let you know that, though.

he struggles academically as he has a short attention span most of the time and thinks too little of himself. however, he’s a lot brighter than most people give him credit for. he’s incredibly creative and a lateral thinker. maths makes him want to die, tho. he does shine in physical trials at least, which is something !

also what’s money? blue does not know. he grew up with hardly anything, and has been working since he could. for this reason he’s quite frugal and struggles to throw things away. 

blue’s troubled past ( explained below ) is something he doesn’t acknowledge, and not a lot of people know about. to many, he’s known as the local Meme Dealer. but to a lucky few, he’s known as a friend who would do anything for you.

most just know him as the moron named after a colour tho.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

( HISTORY ! ) - tw: illness/cancer, death, substance ( alcohol / drugs ) & depression.

blue hawthorne, who never goes by his birthname bc he hates it dfkjgdgdf, was born in the town of sparks, nevada ! 

it was always just blue and his mother, margarette. he never met his father and he was gone long before blue’s mother could even tell him about a pregnancy test. cut off from her family due to having a child out of wedlock, the pair started a life for themselves. all they had was a humble abode in a trailer park. material possessions were lacking, but blue never felt like he went without. 

blue’s mother was by very definition blue’s best friend. they both shared a love of music and ballet, and margarette worked as many jobs as she could to allow for her son to take lessons. starting quite young, at the age of four or five, blue was actually quite good. the usually mischievous and erratic child found structure in the discipline, and it was the thing that brought him the most happiness.

as a child blue was often teased for his interest, and the fact that he was so close with his mother. despite being incredibly short and frail at the time, he was also very outspoken and strong-willed, and never let his peers get the best of him. he danced, he laughed, he bruised his knees at any given opportunity. made a lot of mistakes. what he lacked in possessions he gained in the abundance of joy he felt in his heart growing up. his mother and a few of his close friends were his world.

when blue turned fifteen, everything changed.

( illness / cancer tw ) the jubilant, mischievous, but altogether kind-hearted boy was given the heart-breaking news that his mother had been diagnosed with cancer. margarette hawthorne, much like her son, was a fighter - and didn’t let such a diagnosis keep her down. despite their dwindling lack of funds now going towards medical bills, and the fact blue began sacrificing his own childhood as he took to the role of a caretaker of sorts for his mother, he never took his time with her for granted.

things were okay for a while. there was a point where the doctors were convinced that she was going to make it. blue was a fool. blue believed them.

at the age of sixteen, blue lost everything. he lost his place to live, he lost his childhood and lust for life, and he lost the person he loved most in the world. he lost his best friend.

it wasn’t long before the overbearing sympathy from those around him soured blue. he was sick of being bullied, people not liking him, and altogether not being in control of his own life. most of all, he felt so hopeless as his best friend in the entire world was starting to fade. so what did this boy do ? he quit ballet (the thing he’d loved since he was able to stand), he started drinking, he got involved with a very bad crowd and became a frequenter of the local police station. blue became a certified Bad Boy™

blue was sent to live with the grandparents that despised him and never acknowledged his existence before that moment, having met them at his mother’s funeral. righteous and conservative in their views, they had cast aside their daughter when she had blue, and only reached out to her in her final months. for this reason, blue despised these people (he refused to call them family). he tried his best to be appreciative of a house and food ( which was much better than anything he had growing up ). but he was cold. always cold.

( substance tw ) in his latter adolescence, blue fell into a rapid succession of bad decisions. still small, still frail in stature, he found himself at a dissonance with his image and began growing insecure about his looks, the years of torment weighing on him. he found anesthetic in the party scene outside of school, taking to alcohol and drugs as a sedative from the life he felt forced to lead. he couldn’t decide if he hated himself or he hated the world more.

at the age of 17, his rap sheet seemed to grow with each rise and fall of the sun. he was hardly ever ‘home’ and couch surfed. at the age of 17 he’d gotten his own car and lived more out of that than the stuffy house on top of the hill where he was supposed to be. his grades were debris lost in his tumultuous storm, he was always looking for validation from the kids he hung around with and made some very poor decisions in the hopes he’d be liked. in the hopes he’d find a new family.

the partying, the stream of hook ups, his criminal record (mainly with petty theft, a few write ups for public intoxication and fighting), the instability of his living situation and his future all came to boil just before he turned 18. physically he’d started to fill out, and look more like the man people know today. he was no longer frail and no longer weak, and when asked, he used to his fists to forge that path he thought he wanted.

after a dark night, it became apparent to blue that his path of self destruction was hurting no one but himself. things had to change.

through nothing short than a McMiracle (sponsored by Ronald McDonald, bc no one else is rich enough to pull it off lmfao) blue managed to scrape by and complete high school. not well by any means. but he did it.

it was about now that blue had been informed of a small school called blackthorne academy. details were scarce, but what drew the blond’s attention was the tuition ( or lack thereof ). his acceptance cited his physical capabilities as seen through his many years of dance and explained why he was of particular interest to the school. he was suspicious, to say the least. but blue knew he wanted to become something, and to go to this school would not only take him away from a life he wanted to forget, but he would become self sufficient, and be able to leave his toxic family situation on his own terms. 

bidding farewell to the grandparents he was only beginning to know, his grandfather saw no reason to extend her kindnesses, and cut blue off. at the age of 18 he was homeless, with nothing but a car and a handful of pokemon cards he’d had as a kid. not worth anything or even particularly sentimental, he just likes pokemon kgfjfd.

living in his car for a while before eventually crashing with a close friend, blue managed to absorb his days in work before eventually starting his tenure at blackthorne. although blue’s wild days are behind him, there are some things locked in his past that still haunt him. there are doors he never hopes to open again. but he got his fresh start, and is determined to live the life a young blue would have wanted for him, and one his mother could be proud of. and who knows, maybe he could go on and save the world. 

( WANTED CONNECTIONS ! )

all of these are absolute trash, and i much prefer plotting with specific characters in mind to cater it to our muses and make it unique to them. (~: but i do have a few wanted connections here as a starting off point !! if any of them really call to you though, please let me know as i would adore to have anything listed !! with that in mind, i wanted to include a sample of a few of the connects on the page here to make things a lil easier. 

— *. ; ( co-workers ) || this connection is a little up in the air as i understand that students aren’t allowed to leave campus without staff supervision, and tuition isn’t awfully high if you can’t afford it ! however, blue has no money, and if at all possible he would try and get some sort of job whilst at blackthorne/gallaghers. whether that be doing odd jobs as part of his covert ops classes, or even working for the campus doing things like lawn maintenance, working in the stables, or literally anything that was open ! ( his ‘job’ could even be bringing in dkfjgdf some sorts of contraband to sell to other students, lmfao. nothing illegal, just stuff you can’t get on campus ). this connection is meant for any muses that may also be employed, or want them to be, and these two could be co-workers ! with an admin blessing we can figure out what is logistically possible within the plot, and if your muse already has a job i’d be very interested to have blue be a coworker if you were at all interested !! <3

— *. ; ( protector ) || there are two things blue hates most in this world: liars, and bullies. as an older ( and arguably large ) student, he comes to find someone who is going through a rough time assimilating to life at the academy for whatever reason. on the surface neither of them have anything in common, but the pair form a sibling like bond, and blue is willing to do anything to protect their friend. 

— *. ; ( aggressor ) || blue is very mild mannered for the most part, save for any jokes he likes to make. however, there is someone on campus who absolutely makes his blood boil. whether this person dislikes blue for his lack of wealth and sophistication, his inherent need to never pick sides, or his immediate abandonment of respect for blackthorne once the truth came to light. or perhaps he made a joke in their early days that rubbed this person the wrong way, and a toxic environment has persisted since then. i imagine this relationship has escalated to violence, and for whoever picks this up i’d really love to delve into their hatred and flesh out their angst !

there are plenty more connects on the page and like i said, i am literally happy to plot anything under the sun. (~: 

thank you so much for reading ! if you made it all the way here ?? you’re a h*cking legend lmfao. if there’s anything here that stood out to you please hit me up either on tumblr dms or via discord ( my user is lilac 🍕#1835, or kjgdgdf the person with the crying squidward icon in the gc lmfao ). as there are quite a lot of members here, please like this here intro if you are interesting in plotting/writing with me so i know !! i’ll check out your beautiful intro and Throw (or rather, gently pass you) some ideas your way if you haven’t messaged me first. <3 but thank you so much again for making it to this point, here’s a proverbial cookie for your troubles. it’s double choc chip, enjoy it. (~: